dinas-a-bird

[dinas-a-bird]

Pt: 2 Locker Room Fun

Pairing: soccer!Ellie Williams x soccer!fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, pure smut, Arsenal woso au, cursing, fingering r!receiving, thigh riding Ellie!receiving, soft smut

Summary: As a new sign on the Arsenal squad you seem to click with everyone, except the defender Ellie Williams. Part 2 to this, you don't have to read it to understand what happens here but you should still check it out. THIS IS PURE SMUT

Word Count: 2,187

A/N: Thought i'd give my latest story a bit of a smutty ending. Sorry in advance for any spelling or grammar mistakes. Hope you enjoy!

The days that followed your first kiss were a whirlwind of emotions for you. The uncertainty that had initially accompanied your newfound connection gradually gave way to a growing sense of anticipation. You found yourself stealing glances at Ellie during training sessions, your heart racing whenever your eyes met. The tension between you both was constant.

One evening, after a particularly intense practice, you lingered in the locker room, pretending to tie your shoelaces as you waited for the rest of the team to clear out. You knew that Ellie was usually one of the last to leave, and you thought tonight wouldn't be any different.

Sure enough, moments later, you heard the door creak open, and your heart skipped a beat as Ellie walked in, her steps purposeful and determined. Your pulse quickened, palms growing slightly clammy as a mixture of nerves and excitement coursed through your veins.

Ellie glanced in your direction, her gaze meeting yours in a charged moment of recognition

"You're still here," Ellie remarked, her voice a husky murmur.

You looked up, your heart pounding in your chest. "Yeah, just finishing up."

Ellie took a step closer, her eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine. "You know, y/l/n, you've got a habit of sticking around when you don't have to."

You swallowed hard, the air around the two of you thickening with anticipation. "Maybe I just like the company."

Your proximity was electric, the space between you shrinking with each heartbeat. Your breath caught in your throat as Ellie reached out, her fingers brushing against your cheek in a feather-light caress.

"Is that so?" Ellie’s voice was a mere whisper, her gaze flickering down to your lips and back up again.

Your heart raced as your lips parted in response. "Yeah, it is."

And then, in an instant, your lips met in a fervent kiss—a collision of desire and longing that left you both breathless. The world around you seemed to fade away as you lost yourselves in the sensation, your mouths moving against each other.

Ellie’s hand tangled in your hair, her fingers threading through the strands as she deepened the kiss. Your fingers found their way to the curve of Ellie’s waist, pulling her closer until your bodies were pressed tightly together.

The taste of Ellie was intoxicating, a heady mix of warmth and urgency that set your senses ablaze. Your kisses grew more fervent, each brush of lips and tongues causing your thighs to shift.

Eventually, you pulled away, your chests heaving as you gazed at each other with a mixture of wonder and desire. Your lips were swollen, heart racing.

"Wow," you managed to breathe, your voice a shaky whisper.

Ellie’s lips curved into a slow, satisfied smile. "Yeah, wow."

Your lips were still tingling from the intensity of the kiss, as you and Ellie’s eyes remained locked.

Your hands were still anchored at the small of Ellie’s back, your fingers tracing the contours of the American player's spine with a tenderness that belied your history. Ellie’s body felt warm against yours.

As your fingers caressed the fabric of Ellie’s jersey, a shiver ran down her spine. Her eyes, which had held a fierce determination moments ago, now held a vulnerability that cut through the layers of rivalry and pride. The barriers between the two of you were crumbling, revealing a raw connection that neither could deny.

Ellie’s own hands moved, one finding its place against your cheek, the other trailing down your arm until your fingers interlaced.

Your foreheads touched, a silent acknowledgment of the intimacy you had shared and the uncharted territory you were entering. You could feel Ellie’s rapid heartbeat, a rhythm that matched your own.

The atmosphere was charged with anticipation as you leaned in once again, your lips meeting in a kiss that was both familiar and new. This time, the kiss was softer, more exploratory, as if you were testing the boundaries of this uncharted connection. Your lips brushed against Ellie’s with a gentle reverence, your movements hesitant yet filled with a quiet intensity.

Ellie’s lips responded in kind, her fingers tightening their grip on your hand. Her other hand cupped your cheek, her thumb brushing against the soft skin there. Your kiss deepened, a shared hunger driving you both to seek more.

As your tongues met in a sensual dance, the room seemed to vanish, leaving only the two of you. Your senses were overwhelmed by the taste and scent of Ellie, a heady mixture of sweat and vanilla that was uniquely intoxicating. 

Your bodies pressed together, fitting perfectly against each other. You could feel the heat radiating from Ellie’s skin, the way her curves molded against your own, creating a sensation that was both comforting and exhilarating.

Time seemed to lose its meaning as you continued to explore each other's mouths with a tender urgency. Every brush of lips, every gentle nip and caress, was a testament to the tension that had been building between you for far too long.

Your heart raced as you felt Ellie’s hands slide up your back, pulling you closer until there was almost no space between you.

Your kisses grew hungrier, more urgent. Your lips trailed from Ellie’s mouth to her jawline, leaving a trail of featherlight kisses along the way. Ellie’s breath came in ragged gasps, her fingers gripping your shoulders as if anchoring herself.

Your hips shifted, fitting snugly against one another, the friction causing a surge of heat that pooled low in your abdomen. The sensation of Ellie’s body pressed intimately against hers was intoxicating, a heady mix of desire and vulnerability that left you yearning for more.

Ellie’s senses were ablaze with the intensity of the moment, every touch, every movement sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. As your thigh slipped between hers, a gasp escaped her lips, the sensation both electrifying and intoxicating. The pressure against her center ignited a spark of need that demanded attention.

Each subtle shift of your bodies sended a shockwave of sensation through Ellie’s core. Your thigh was roughly pressing against her. She could feel the warmth of your skin against the cloth of her kit shorts, a sensation that was both foreign and exhilarating. Her breaths grew heavier, mingling with the soft sighs and moans that filled the air around you.

As you kissed with a fervor that left both of your heads spinning, Ellie’s hips instinctively moved, seeking more of the delicious pressure that only your thigh could provide. The friction between your bodies sent pulses of pleasure radiating from her center, building a steady rhythm.

With each press of your thigh against her, Ellie felt a rush of heat flood her senses, her body responding to the delicious torment with a growing urgency. Her fingers tightened in your hair, her nails grazing over your scalp as a low, needy whimper escaped her lips. 

Ellie’s movements grew more deliberate, her hips rolling against your thigh in a desperate attempt to intensify the sensation. The soft fabric of her clothing only added to the delicious friction, making her yearn for something more—something that would push her over the edge.

Ellie’s every nerve was alight. Your touch had become a drug she couldn't get enough of, each graze of your fingers against her thigh sent shivers of sensation racing through her skin. 

As your hand ventured higher, your fingers brushed against the edge of Ellie’s kit shorts. A jolt of electricity shot through Ellie’s body, her breath hitching in her throat as she felt the fabric press against her clit. The barrier between your hand and her throbbing core was both maddening and exhilarating.

Your touch grew bolder, your fingers tracing Ellie’s folds through the delicate fabric. The sensation was torture for Ellie, a slow burn of pleasure that sent waves of sensation radiating outward from her core. Ellie’s hips moved involuntarily, a silent plea for more contact, for the release that seemed just out of reach.

A soft moan escaped Ellie’s lips as your fingers finally slipped beneath the edge of her shorts, touching her directly. The warmth of your skin against her own was a shock to her senses.

Your touch was featherlight and yet impossibly intense, your fingers tracing delicate patterns along Ellie’s folds. Every stroke, every caress sent pulses of pleasure coursing through her body, her arousal building with each passing second. Ellie’s fingers tightened in your hair as her head tilted back, her breaths coming in short gasps.

And then, your fingers found the source of Ellie’s need, your touch grazing over the bundle of nerves that had been throbbing. A sharp cry escaped Ellie’s lips, her body arching as the sensation rocketed through her.

Your fingers continued to rub against her, each stroke sending shockwaves of pleasure through Ellie. The world around Ellie had narrowed down to the sensations, the heat, the overwhelming need that consumed her. Her moans grew louder.

“Yes,” Ellie gasped, her hips rocking in time with your touch, “Please.. Don't stop.”

Your gaze never wavered, your fingers guiding Ellie’s pleasure. “I won't, Els. I want to make you feel everything.”

As your touch intensified, Ellie’s body responded with a fierce urgency. Her hips rocked faster, her breaths ragged as she teetered on the precipice of release.

“I can’t.. ‘m so close.” Ellie’s voice was laced in need.

Your own arousal mirrored Ellie’s, your touch becoming more focused, more deliberate. “Let go, Ellie,” you whispered, “Let go for me.”

And then, with a cry, Ellie broke. The ecstasy crashed over her in a tidal wave, her body convulsing with the force of her release. Her fingers tightened in your hair as she rode the waves of pleasure, her every sense consumed by the intensity of the moment. 

As the waves of pleasure subsided, Ellie’s body slowly relaxed, her chest rising and falling as she caught her breath. Your touch lingered, your fingers a soothing presence against Ellie’s heated skin.

Your eyes met, a silent understanding passing between you. Ellie’s fingers trembled slightly as she traced the contours of your jawline, her touch a mixture of tenderness and newfound confidence. She leaned in, capturing your lips in a soft, lingering kiss that spoke volumes of her intentions.

Your lips parted under the gentle pressure of Ellie’s kiss, your breaths mingling as your mouths moved in sync. The taste of her, the softness of your lips against Ellie’s own, was intoxicating. With a subtle movement, Ellie shifted her position, allowing her body to draw closer to yours.

Ellie’s fingers trailed down your neck, her touch featherlight as she explored your body. A trail of electrified goosebumps rose in the wake of her touch.

Ellie’s fingers slipped beneath the hem of your shirt, feeling the softness of your skin beneath her fingertips. She felt the subtle rise and fall of your chest.

With a gentle motion, Ellie’s fingers danced along your abdomen, tracing delicate patterns that sent shivers of anticipation through both of you. Your breath hitched, lips parting slightly as you responded to the teasing touch.

Ellie’s fingers continued their journey, tracing the contours of your curves as if committing every inch of her to memory. 

Slowly, Ellie’s hand ventured lower, her fingers brushing against the waistband of your shorts. Your gazes remained locked. With a mixture of anticipation and determination, Ellie’s fingers slipped beneath the fabric, her touch sending shockwaves of sensation through your body.

A moan escaped your lips as Ellie’s fingers brushed against your clit, a surge of pleasure coursing through you. She could feel your wetness coating her fingers, a silent confirmation of the effect she was having on you. Ellie’s touch was both tender and confident, her movements guided by a desire to give you the same pleasure she had experienced moments before. Your lips found each others again.

Ellie’s fingers moved with a slow, deliberate rhythm. Your breaths came in shallow gasps. “Ellie, please” you gasped, “I need you.”

With a subtle shift of her hand, Ellie’s fingers found their way inside of you. She carefully pumped one in before quickly adding another. A moan tore from your throat, your head falling back against the bench as the sensations took hold of you.

“Els, oh fuck.” You moan, fingertips gripping onto Ellie’s shoulder as you teetered on the edge of release. “'m so close… please.”

Ellie’s finger started moving with more purpose than before, “I've got you,” she urged, her voice low. “I want you to cum for me.”

With a cry that echoes through the locker room, you shattered. Your body convulsed with pleasure, waves of ecstasy crashing over you as your fingers dug into the fabric beneath them. Ellie’s name, a mantra on your lips.

As the aftershocks gradually subsided, your body relaxed against the locker room bench, chest rising and falling as you caught your breath. Ellie moved her hand up to your abdomen, tracing light circles. As you and Ellie lay together wrapped in each other's arms, you both knew that the rivalry was officially over.

[dinas-a-bird]

messages with gf dina please? my baby doesn’t get enough appreciation

Ofc anon sweet Dina deserves all the love

Messages w/ gf!Dina

Pairing: Dina x GN!Reader

warnings: cursing, reader and dina being mean in a teasing way

[dinas-a-bird]

For the Love of the Game

Pairing: soccer!Ellie Williams x soccer!fem!reader

Warnings: SFW, angst with a happy/hopeful ending, mean ellie and reader, Arsenal woso au, rivalry, hostility, first kiss, cursing, use of y/n

Summary: As a new sign on the Arsenal squad you seem to click with everyone, except the defender Ellie Williams. or i couldnt find what I wanted to read so I wrote it instead

Word Count: 4,005

A/N: this is my longest piece of writing yet and also probably my favorite. I kept the soccer terms to a minimum because I know they are difficult to understand if you've never played the sport. I've been meaning to write a woso au fic for quite some time mainly because i'm a huge fan of soccer and have played it my entire life, so i'm supper happy I finally got around to this. Sorry in advance for any spelling or grammar mistakes. Hope you enjoy!

quick sidebar: I am so upset about Australia not making it to the WWC finals.

Pt 2: here

You sat in the locker room, lacing up your cleats, your mind racing with anticipation for the upcoming training session. Soccer was your passion, your lifeblood, and being a new sign on the Arsenal team was both a dream come true and a challenge you welcomed with open arms. The energy in the room was a mix of excitement and seriousness, as your new teammates chatted and laughed, sharing stories and trading banter.

Katie, a fellow teammate, leaned over with a playful grin. "You ready to kick some ass on the field today, y/n?"

You grinned back, your eyes shining with determination. "You know it, McCabe. Ready to show 'em what I'm made of."

As the training session began, you threw yourself into the drills, your love for the game evident in every sprint, every pass, every shot on goal. It was a fierce battle, each player giving her all, striving for excellence. Amid the sweat and shouts, there was a particular presence that caught your attention—Ellie Williams. The enigmatic American player was a force to be reckoned with, known for her skill and her no-nonsense attitude. Your interactions had always been colored with a hint of hostility and rivalry, Williams sharp wit and biting remarks keeping you on your toes.

"Nice touch, y/n!" Leah Williamson’s encouragement broke through your concentration, and she sent a quick nod and smile in your direction.

After the grueling training session, you followed the team into the locker room. The energy had shifted, the air filled with exhaustion and accomplishment. You were quick to shed your gear, peeling off your sweaty kit, replacing it with a band tee and ripped jeans. As you looked around, you caught Williams' gaze—surprisingly not one of antagonism, but something different, harder to define.

"Like what you see, Williams?" Your playful remark caught Ellie off guard, and a smirk tugged at the corner of your lips as you moved toward your locker. You could practically feel Ellie's eyes on you as you changed, a mixture of curiosity and something else you couldn't quite place apparent on her face.

The banter continued as you and your teammates made plans for drinks later that evening. The idea of spending time together outside of the pitch was new, a tentative step toward forming friendships beyond the pitch. The mention of Williams' not wanting to go to yet another team bonding session didn't escape your notice, a reminder of your ongoing rivalry and tension.

As the evening approached, you found yourself in a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. The exchange with Ellie in the locker room had been different, a crack in the armor she had always presented. But you were cautious, unsure of what it all meant. Your heart raced as you stood in front of the mirror, getting ready for the night ahead. You chose an outfit that felt comfortable yet confident—black trousers and a light pink button-up, French-tucked for a touch of casual elegance.

Your phone chimed, and you picked it up to see a text from Leah. "I'm outside ready to bring you to team drinks dummy." You chuckled, sending a quick response that you were on your way. Soon enough, you found yourself in Leah's car, driving towards the nearby pub where the team was gathering for drinks and bonding.

The pub was alive with the chatter and laughter of your teammates as you entered. You greeted the girls and grabbed a drink before sitting down next to Leah, who gave you a knowing look. "You think Ellie’s actually going to come?" Leah whispered, her eyes glancing over to the entrance.

"Dunno, don't really care to be honest," You replied with a shrug. "She's been a right twat for as long as she's known me."

Leah hummed in acknowledgment, and the two of you settled into the lively atmosphere. Your eyes wandered over the group, spotting Ellie’s absence. You couldn't help but wonder if the tension between you had kept her away.

After a while, your impatience grew, and you checked your watch. "Damn, she really didn't want to come," you muttered under your breath, feeling a mix of annoyance and disappointment. You leaned back in your seat, your mind lost in your thoughts.

Leah noticed your mood shift and rubbed your shoulder gently. "What's wrong, y/n/n?"

You sighed, a hint of frustration in your voice. "Nothing, just thought maybe she'd actually show up for once."

As the minutes ticked by, your frustration turned into resignation. You finished your drink and decided to get another one. "I'm going to get another drink," you announced to the group, receiving nods of acknowledgment before making your way to the bar.

"One whiskey, on the rocks, please," you ordered, your tone weary. You leaned against the bar, waiting for your drink and watching the team engage in playful conversations. Your mind drifted, thinking about the complicated relationship you had with Ellie Williamson.

The bartender quickly served your drink, and you took a slow sip, the cool liquid offering a momentary distraction from your thoughts. You couldn't help but wonder why Ellie’s presence or in this case lack thereof, affected you so much.

As you continued to observe the team, your phone buzzed in your pocket. You pulled it out to see a text from Leah, asking if you were okay. You smiled faintly and texted back, "Yeah, just needed a breather. Don't worry, I'm good."

With your drink in hand, you found an empty stool at the bar and settled in. You watched as the team's laughter filled the pub. You took another sip of your drink, feeling a mix of emotions bubbling within you.

Lost in your thoughts, you didn't notice when someone sat down next to you until you heard a familiar voice. "Whatcha doing over here, mate?" Caitlin Foord's voice broke through your reverie.

You looked up, a surprised smile forming on your lips. "Hey, just needed another drink, that's all."

Caitlin chuckled, giving you a friendly pat on the shoulder. "Well, the teams missing you, might wanna head back over soon."

You couldn't help but appreciate Caitlin's attempt at lightening the mood. You finished your drink and thanked the bartender, making your way back to the group. As you approached, Katie McCabe greeted you with a big smile. "Look who finally decided to rejoin us!"

Your lips twitched into a smile as you took a seat among your teammates. The atmosphere was surprisingly relaxed, and you found yourself easing into the conversation. You exchanged playful banter with the girls, your guard slowly lowering as the evening progressed.

Ellie’s absence was no longer a looming presence in your mind. Instead, you found yourself immersed in laughter and conversation with the team. It was as if, for a brief moment, the rivalry and tension between you and Williams never existed.

As the night wore on, you glanced at your watch, realizing it was getting late. You excused yourself from the group, giving everyone hugs and promising to see them soon. 

Outside the pub, you hailed a taxi with more success than the previous nights. You settled into the back seat, feeling contentment wash over you. The evening had been unexpectedly enjoyable, a welcome break from the usual tension.

When you arrived home, you thanked the driver and made your way to your apartment. You kicked off your shoes and flopped onto the couch, a small smile playing on your lips.

The events of the evening continued to replay in your mind as you lay on the couch. The unexpected sense of belonging with your teammates had provided a refreshing change from the usual tension with Ellie Williams. 

As the days passed, your thoughts kept drifting back to that night at the pub. You found yourself analyzing every interaction, every word spoken between you and your teammates, including the moments when Ellie’s absence was conspicuous.

Training sessions were business as usual, the banter and drills had become familiar over time. You couldn't deny that a part of you was secretly hoping for another chance to interact one-on-one with Ellie, even if it meant more of your usual back-and-forth.

One evening, after a rigorous training session, you were walking to your car when you noticed Ellie leaning against it. You tensed involuntarily, your heart rate increasing as your palms grew slightly clammy. "What do you want, Williams?" You asked, your voice laced with a mixture of defiance and caution.

Ellie straightened up and crossed her arms, her expression guarded. "Just making sure you're not slacking off on your game, y/l/n," she retorted, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

You raised an eyebrow, annoyance and amusement flickering in your eyes. "Trust me, you're not the one I need to prove anything to."

Ellie’s gaze held yours for a moment before she seemed to relent, her posture relaxing slightly. "Yeah, well, don't get too comfortable. I'm not here to make friends."

You let out a rueful chuckle. "Trust me, the feeling's mutual."

As the weeks went by, you and Ellie continued your dance of hostility, your interactions marked by barbed remarks and wary glances.

One afternoon, after a particularly grueling practice, You found yourself sitting alone in the locker room, lost in thought. You were startled when the door opened, and Ellie walked in, looking uncharacteristically solemn.

"What do you want, Williams?" You said, your tone a mixture of annoyance and curiosity.

Ellie hesitated for a moment before speaking, her voice lacking its usual bite. "Look, I may not like you, but I respect your dedication to the game. You're a damn good player, and you've earned your place on this team."

Your eyebrows shot up in surprise. It wasn't the response you had expected. "Thanks, I guess."

Ellie’s gaze held yours, her usually confident demeanor replaced by a vulnerability that caught you off guard. "I've had to fight tooth and nail to get where I am, and I won't let anyone make me doubt myself. Not even you."

You nod your head slowly. "I get it. We all have our battles."

There was a pause before Ellie spoke again, her voice softer this time. "Look, y/l/n, I'm not saying we're suddenly going to be best buddies or anything. But maybe... maybe we can find a way to coexist without tearing each other apart. For the team sakes if anything."

You studied Ellie’s face, seeing a sincerity that was unexpected. For the first time, you allowed yourself to truly consider the possibility of a truce between the two of you. "Yeah, maybe we can." The tension in the room seemed to ease slightly, replaced by a tentative understanding. 

However, the fragile truce you had established was put to the test during an Arsenal v Arsenal scrimmage. The game was intense, with both sides fighting tooth and nail for victory. As the clock ticked down and the score remained tied, the pressure mounted.

You found yourself being subbed onto the pitch after halftime, your heart pounding as you chased after the ball. You maneuvered past defenders with finesse, your focus on the goal. Just as you were about to take the shot, Ellie’s foot came out of nowhere, intercepting the ball and sending it in a different direction.

"Fancy move, y/l/n, but you'll have to do better than that," Ellie’s voice taunted from behind you.

Your frustration flared, and you couldn't hold back your retort. "Maybe I would if someone didn't think they were the queen of the fucking pitch."

The game continued with both sides giving it their all. The tension on the pitch was thick, mirroring the tension that still lingered between you and Ellie. As the match entered the final minutes, you found yourself facing off against Ellie near the goal. The ball was within reach, victory hanging in the balance.

You dribbled past Ellie, your determination fueling your every move. You took the shot, the ball sailing towards the goal. But Ellie was there, deflecting the shot with a well-timed block. The whistle blew, signaling the end of the scrimmage with a draw.

As the team regrouped in the locker room, your frustration lingered. You couldn't shake the feeling that the rivalry with Ellie had affected your performance. You sat alone in front of your cubby, your thoughts a jumble of emotions.

Ellie approached, her expression unreadable. "You played well out there. But you've got to learn not to let your emotions get the best of you."

Your temper flared, the familiar resentment bubbling up. "Oh, I'm sorry if I don't have years of experience in keeping my cool like you."

Ellie’s jaw clenched, and for a moment, it seemed as though you were on the brink of another confrontation. But then, unexpectedly, Ellie sighed. "Look, I'm not saying this to be nice, but I know you're a damn good player, anybody with a decent set of eyes can see it. You just need to channel that fire in the right direction."

You looked at Ellie, surprised by the genuine advice. It was a side of her that you rarely saw—the vulnerability beneath the layers of hostility. "Thanks," you muttered, your pride making it difficult to fully acknowledge the concession.

Ellie nodded, her eyes briefly meeting yours before she turned and walked away. The encounter left you with a mix of conflicting emotions. Maybe, there was more to your rivalry than you had initially thought.

Weeks turned into months, and you and Ellie continued to navigate the delicate balance between rivalry and mutual respect. Your interactions became less charged, your exchanges more civil. Training sessions saw fewer verbal jabs and more focused drills.

And then, one day, it happened. It was a routine practice, but something was different. You found yourself looking at Ellie in a new light, noticing the subtle nuances in her expressions and the way her eyes crinkled when she smiled, even if it was rare.

During a break, as you were catching your breath, Ellie approached you. "Not bad out there today."

Your heart raced, your nerves betraying you. "Thanks, Williams."

Ellie hesitated for a moment before speaking again, her voice softer than usual. "You know, sometimes it's okay to acknowledge your strengths. It doesn't make you any less of a competitor."

You met Ellie’s gaze, seeing a glimmer of something more in her eyes. You felt a connection, a shared understanding that ran deeper than your rivalry. In that moment, you realized that you were more alike than you had ever wanted to admit.

As you both stood there, the tension between you had shifted. It was as if a new chapter had begun, one that held the promise of something beyond the animosity you had known. And in that small shift, you saw a glimpse of the possibility for a different kind of connection—one that went beyond the field, beyond the rivalry, and into uncharted territory.

The weeks that followed saw a gradual evolution in you and Ellie’s relationship. You both continued to challenge each other on the pitch, but there were moments of unexpected friendliness that seemed to catch you both off guard.

During a particularly intense training session, you found yourself locked in a one-on-one with Ellie. Her movements were precise and calculated. As you managed to get past Ellie and score a goal, you couldn't help but feel a surge of triumph.

Ellie’s expression was a mix of frustration and begrudging admiration. "Not bad. Looks like you've been working on your footwork."

You caught your breath, your heart racing from the exertion. "Well, someone has to score goals for the team."

Ellie rolled her eyes, but there was a trace of a smile tugging at her lips. "Don't get too cocky. This was just practice."

As the days turned into weeks, you found yourself increasingly drawn to Ellies presence. You couldn't ignore the way your heart raced whenever Ellie was near or the moments when your gazes lingered just a fraction longer than necessary.

One evening, after another successful game, the team decided to go out for a celebratory dinner. You found yourself sitting across from Ellie at the restaurant, your interactions surprisingly easy. You traded stories and laughs, and you couldn't help but marvel at the way Ellie’s sharp wit and dry humor had you smiling genuinely.

As the night wore on, the group began to disperse, leaving you and Ellie alone at the table. The atmosphere had shifted from hostility to something more complex, and you found yourself wanting to explore it further.

"You know, we've come a long way from where we started," You said, your voice tinged with both curiosity and vulnerability.

Ellie nodded, her expression more thoughtful than usual. "Yeah, I guess we have."

You hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "Sometimes, I wonder what it would be like if we weren't rivals. If we could actually get along."

Ellie’s gaze held yours, her eyes searching for something. "It's not that simple, y/n. We've got history."

You nodded, understanding the truth in Ellie’s words. "I know. But maybe we could start over. Put the rivalry behind us."

Ellie’s guard seemed to momentarily waver, revealing a glimpse of uncertainty. "And why would we do that?"

You took a deep breath, your heart pounding as you voiced what had been lingering in your mind. "Because I think there's more to you than the tough exterior you show the world, Ellie. And I think we could actually be friends."

Ellie’s expression was that of surprise. For a moment, you held your breath, unsure of how Ellie would respond.

"You've got a lot of nerve, y/l/n," Ellie finally said, her tone defensive.

You met Ellie’s gaze. "Yeah, well, maybe that's what it takes to break down walls."

Ellie seemed to study you for a moment before letting out a soft chuckle. "You're relentless, you know that?"

You grinned. "It's one of my best qualities."

The evening ended on a surprisingly positive note, with you and Ellie parting ways with a newfound understanding.

In the days that followed, you and Ellie’s interactions continued to evolve. You found yourselves sharing occasional moments of friendship, whether it was a congratulatory pat on the back after a tough training session or a shared joke that left you both laughing. However, the underlying tension remained, occasionally resurfacing in a sharp remark or a competitive challenge on the field.

One sunny afternoon, the team gathered for another friendly scrimmage. You and Ellie were on opposing sides, your rivalry intensifying as you fought for control of the ball. 

During a break, you approached the sidelines to catch your breath. You glanced over to where Ellie was standing, her chest heaving from the exertion. Your eyes met, and you couldn't help but offer a nod of acknowledgment. Ellie responded with a curt nod of her own, a silent acknowledgment of the mutual respect that had slowly begun to form between you.

As the scrimmage continued, your mind drifted back to your conversation at the restaurant. You wondered if Ellie had taken your words to heart, if there was a chance for you to truly move beyond the rivalry that had defined your relationship for so long.

The opportunity to explore this newfound connection presented itself one evening after practice. You found yourself alone, yet again, in the locker room, lost in thought. You were startled when the door opened, and Ellie walked in, her expression that of annoyance.

"Can't believe you managed to score that goal," Ellie muttered, her arms crossed.

You raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in your voice. "Jealous, Williams?"

Ellie rolled her eyes, but there was a playful glint in her gaze. "As if."

Your lips twitched into a smile. "You know, we could make a pretty good team if we put our differences aside."

Ellie’s response was a mixture of surprise and skepticism. "You're actually suggesting we team up?"

You shrugged. "Why not? We both know how to play to our strengths. And imagine the look on everyone's faces if we actually worked together."

Ellie seemed to consider the proposition for a moment before relenting. "Fine. But this doesn't mean we're suddenly best friends or anything."

You grinned. "Of course not. Just allies on the field."

Over the following weeks, you and Ellie’s partnership began to take shape. You pushed each other to excel, your competitive spirit driving you both to new heights. The tension between you had transformed into a unique synergy, a blend of rivalry and friendship that was as unexpected as it was effective.

Off the field, your interactions continued to be marked by moments of both warmth and hostility. You found yourself enjoying Ellie’s company more than you would have thought possible, relishing the glimpses of vulnerability that occasionally surfaced beneath her tough exterior.

One evening, as the sun set over the horizon, you found yourself sitting on the bleachers of the empty stadium. You gazed out at the field, lost in thought. You were startled when Ellie appeared beside you, her gaze fixed on the same view.

"Enjoying the peace and quiet?" Ellie’s voice was unusually soft.

You smiled, a hint of nostalgia in your eyes. "Yeah, it's a nice change from the chaos of the game."

Ellie nodded in agreement. "You know, I never thought I'd say this, but... you've made training a little less unbearable."

You chuckled. "High praise coming from you, Williams."

The stadium was bathed in the soft hues of the setting sun, casting a warm and golden glow over the field. The atmosphere was tranquil, a stark contrast to the intensity of your usual rivalry. You turned your attention to Ellie, your gaze lingering on her profile. There was a vulnerability in Ellie’s expression, a crack in the armor that had always shielded her from the world.

"Who would've thought that we'd end up here?" You mused, your voice laced with a mixture of disbelief and amusement.

Ellie let out a wry chuckle, her eyes never leaving the horizon. "Yeah, it's a strange twist of fate."

The air was thick with unspoken emotions, a charged silence that seemed to envelop you both. Your heart raced as you found yourself inching closer to Ellie, your body moving almost of its own accord. Your shoulders brushed against each other, sending a jolt of electricity through your veins.

"You know, I never really knew you before all of this," you said softly, your voice barely above a whisper.

Ellie turned to face you, her gaze intense and searching. Your breath caught in your throat as your eyes locked. In that moment, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you in a bubble of suspended time. The months of rivalry, the animosity, it all seemed to melt away, leaving behind an undeniable connection that neither of you could ignore.

Without another word, you closed the distance between the both of you, your heart pounding in your chest. You pressed your lips to Ellie’s in a hesitant, gentle kiss.

As you pulled away, a mixture of surprise and uncertainty played across Ellie’s features. Your heart raced as you searched Ellie’s eyes for any sign of regret, but what you found was a flicker of something else—something that mirrored your own feelings.

"I... I don't know what this means," You admitted, your voice tinged with a touch of insecurity.

Ellie’s lips curved into a small, genuine smile. "I don't either. But I guess we'll figure it out together."

Your lips twitched into a smile of their own, a sense of hope blossoming within you. "Yeah, I guess we will."

You sat there in the fading light, side by side on the bleachers, the weight of your shared history and newfound connection hanging in the air. The stadium that had witnessed countless fierce battles between you both now bore witness to a different kind of victory—one that transcended rivalry and embraced the possibility of something more.

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I feel targeted and bullied

still putting in on my profile though😭

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Messages w/ Ellie and group

A/N: so ive seen a bunch of people doing SMAUs and i thought id try it out bcuz it looks fun. these are in no particular order and dont really relate to each other, Enjoy! also let me know if i should make more these were really fun to make:)

warnings: cursing, everyone being mean in a teasing way

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Ellie Williams made me realize that not only am I masc4fem but also masc4masc, so let us all take a moment of silence to thank Ellie Williams for being the beautiful masculine blob of pixels she is

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Okay so I’m imma request something you don’t have to do it!! But I love your work and uh idk I had an idea so.

Maybe dom g!p Abby and fem sub reader going to celebrate pride. On the way someone asks reader for their number and reader can’t say no so they say yes. Abby gets all pissed because she’s jealous. Anyways the person who asked reader for their number sees them kissing and Abby sees them as well getting all touchy with reader till the other person leaves. Well Abby fucks reader in a toilette or something to show them who they belong to. Idk if that makes sense😭. Also I got a huge breeding kink so if you could add it, that would be great.

Thank youuuu<3

I LOVED WRITING THIS REQUEST-anyway sorry this took so long my lovely anon, I started it then got writers block🥲 BUT I MANAGED TO FINALLY FINISH IT YIPPIE! I did change the request a little with how abby got jealous so I hope that is okay, but the smut is smutty and I tried my best to incorporate the breeding kink as well! this whole one-shot had a mind of its own once I got going

MINORS DNI

Unexpected Attention

Pairing: dom g!p Abby Anderson x sub!fem!reader

Warnings: smut, fingering r!receiving, pet-names (good girl, princess, baby, sweet girl), dom!Abby, sub!reader, possessive!Abby, g!p!Abby, breeding kink, implied after care, penetration r!receiving, multiple orgasms, praise, degrading(blink and you'll miss it), use of y/n, modern AU

Summary: Ellie wants your number, Abby has other plans.

Word Count: 1,924

A/N: As always comments are appreciated and sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes, enjoy!

It is a bright and vibrant day as you and Abby make your way to the pride parade being held downtown, hand in hand. As you continue walking you start to see the streets lined with colorful banners, people walking about celebrating. You finally make it to the celebration and Abby looks over to you grinning, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement. "Isn't this amazing, y/n?" she says, raising her voice to be heard over the cheerful crowd.

You nod, a smile spreading across your face. "It's incredible, Abs. I'm so glad you convinced me to come."

Soon you both find a spot to stand to watch the parade floats ride by. Abby looks around searching for something and as soon as she sees it she smiles and looks back down at you. “I’m going to head inside to the restroom,” She points over her shoulder to a restaurant not too far away, “You okay standing here and saving my spot till I get back?” Typically, Abby wouldn't dare leave you alone in a crowd like this, but because the restaurant was so close by she thought nothing would happen to you in the span of a couple minutes.

You peek around her, eyeing the building, you nod your head, “I’ll be okay Abs. Just be quick please.” She kisses your forehead, mumbling reassurances, before she heads off.

As you wait, you keep your eyes glued to the building your girlfriend entered. Only a minute or so has passed when you feel a light tap on your shoulder. “Hey cutie.” Spinning around you see a slender woman, who's wearing a confident smirk, standing inches away from you. 

As the woman introduces herself as Ellie, you can’t help but notice her bold and flirtatious demeanor, something Abby would definitely not approve of. Her smirk and confident stance make it clear that she has an interest in you. Your heart races slightly, unsure of how to handle this situation.

"Hey," you reply, trying to maintain a friendly tone despite feeling a little uneasy. "I'm y/n."

Ellie's eyes gleam with amusement as she leans in closer. "Y/n, huh? That's a beautiful name for a beautiful girl," she compliments, her words laced with charm.

You blush slightly, feeling a mix of flattery and discomfort, mostly discomfort. "Thank you… Ellie. It's nice to meet you."

She chuckles, her eyes lingering on yours. "Likewise. You know, I couldn't help but notice you from across the crowd. You really stood out."

You shift uncomfortably, glancing around for Abby's return. "Oh, well, thank you. It's a fun day to stand out… I guess."

Ellie's smirk only grows wider, clearly enjoying the thought of having some kind of effect on you. "You're definitely not wrong about that. So, how about we exchange numbers? Maybe we can hang out sometime," she suggests. Leaning in closer she puts her phone in your empty hand.

You hesitate, Abby's possessiveness lingering in the back of your mind. But before you can respond, a voice cuts through the air, causing both you and Ellie to turn.

Abby is striding back towards you with purpose in her step. Her eyes lock onto Ellie, and you see her jaw clench slightly as she approaches. "Hey, sorry it took a bit longer than I thought," Abby looks at you, completely ignoring Ellie's presence.

"It's okay, Abs. This is Ellie. She was just..talking to me," you reply, gesturing towards the woman beside you.

Abby's eyes narrow slightly, but she forces a disingenuine smile. "Oh, hi Ellie. I'm Abby," she says, extending her hand to the woman.

Ellie takes Abby's hand, her smirk still in place. "Nice to meet you, Abby. Y/n here is quite the charmer," she gives you a playful wink.

Abby's grip tightens slightly on Ellie's hand, her expression becoming cold. "Yeah, I know.” Ellie seems almost unfazed by Abby’s harsh grip as they shake hands, almost relishing the challenge. Sensing the tension between the two, you decide to speak up.

"Actually, Ellie was just about to leave Abs," you say, placing the girl's phone in her unoccupied hand. "We were just having a quick chat. Right, Ellie?"

Ellie glances at you and then back at Abby, seemingly enjoying the drama unfolding before her. "Yeah, you're right. I should get going. It was nice meeting both of you." She gives you one last lingering look before walking away.

As soon as Ellie is out of earshot, Abby turns to you, her expression stern. "What was that about?"

You sigh, feeling guilty for the interaction. "I didn't expect her to approach me like that, Abs. She just started flirting with me and then asked to exchange numbers. But I didn’t put mine in her phone Abby, I promise."

Abby's jaw tightens again, and she takes a deep breath before mumbling. "Fuck.. alright c’mon." She grips your hand and leads you out of the crowd, you glance back and see Ellie watching you both with a playful smirk. You try to shake the image out of your mind as you look back up at your girlfriend.

“Abs, where are we goin?” Your voice cracks. Her gaze doesn't shift as she mumbles something, her voice drowned out by the parade. Soon she stops and opens a door, you look up and realize it's the same restaurant she entered earlier that evening. Once inside Abby grips your hand tight and leads you through the dining area to the back where the restrooms are located. Once there she ushers you inside and locks the door behind her.

Before you can ask what is happening, Abby pins you against the sink, your ass pressing into the growing bulge in her jeans. "I know you where going to give that fucking girl your number, if you're really that desperate to be fucked, then having my cock buried deep inside of you in a public restroom should be perfect. Don't you think?" You open your mouth to speak but all that comes out is a pitiful whine as Abby's calloused hands push down your pants and underwear.

"You're going to be a good girl for me, right? Or would you rather me go out there and find Ellie?" Abby hisses into your ear.

"I'll be...be good." you choke out, your eyes closing as you feel Abby’s fingers slipping in between your folds.

"Fuck.. your so wet.. Is this all for me? Or is it for her?" Abby asks as she roughly inserts two of her fingers into you.

"All for you Abs" you manage to get out in between little whimpers and moans. After a couple more thrusts she pulls out her fingers and looks at them.

"You wet enough for me to stick a third finger in you, get you ready for my cock?" You manage to open your mouth but all that falls out of it are soft cries for her to put her fingers back. "When I ask you a question I expect an answer princess." You manage to let out a soft, "get me ready for your cock please."

"Good girl." She leans back into you, three of her fingers diving into your soaked pussy. "I'm going to make you mine," she growls her breath hot on your neck, "you're going to get so wet and hot for my cock that you won't be able to stop yourself from coming all over my fingers before I give it to you."

"'m yours please." you let out a choked sob of pleasure as she pumps her fingers harder.

"That's my good girl." She lets out a loud groan as she watches her fingers, stretching you open as she pushes them in as far as she can get them. "Your so fucking wet.. and so tight. I can feel you tightening 'round my fingers baby. You think you deserve to cum?" she asks, her finger pumping into you as she watches you.

"Yes!" you let out in a throaty moan, her finger thrusting into you as you feel yourself closing around her. "Please please.. let me cum!" Abby lets out a low groan as she pushes her fingers in deeper.

"Cum for me y/n, show me who you belong to."

"I belong to you! Abby, I'm yours!" You cry out as your legs start to shake.

"Fuck, thats it princess" Abby soothes as she holds you down by your hips, her fingers pumping into you as you cum around them. "You think your ready for my cock now? You think you deserve it" She kisses your neck, sucking a mark into the soft skin. A choked out please is all you can manage before you feel Abby remove her fingers and start pulling on her jeans and boxers behind you.

"I'm going to cum in you princess, you're going to be mine, and you're going to love it." you whine at her words and try to press your ass into her member. "You like that don't you dirty girl? The thought of me fucking a baby into that sweet cunt of yours?" Her words sound degrading but you can't help but feel your slick run down your thighs as she says them.

"please.. Abs..need it" you whimper.

"Shhh..sweet girl...i'll make sure not a drop of my cum leaves your pretty pussy." Abby's lips touch your ear, her hand guiding her cock to your entrance. She gently pushes the head of her thick member into you, then inches of her length until she's fully buried inside. After giving you a moment to adjust she slowly starts moving, sliding in and out of you as you whimper and moan in pleasure.

"You're taking me so well. I bet Ellie could never fuck you as well as I do." Abby whispers to you as she moves your hips, forcing her cock in and out of you at a faster pace.

"Please... please…’m yours..” you beg, feeling her fingers at your clit as she moves into you. "want you to breed me...need it Abs" You feel Abbys mouth start to leave sloppy kisses on your neck as she moans.

"you're such a good girl for me" she mumbles into your neck, her hips slamming into yours. "I'm going to make you feel so good. 'm gonna fill you up so good."

you choke back a sob as you feel your abdomen tightening. "'m gonna cum" you manage to say.

"Wait princess 'm almost there." Abby lets out a low groan as she thrusts faster. "Gonna fill you up with my seed...you're going to be so full of me." After a couple more thrusts Abby feels her thighs tighten. "fuck..cum with me" she begs as she thrusts harder.

“I'm cumming" you cry out, your body clenching around her as you feel your walls clamp down and milk her seed inside you. "Fuck...I love you Abby...I love you so much" you sob as she pulls her mouth away and kisses your ear.

"I love you too" she whispers before pulling her cock out of you. Abby grabs some paper towels and begins to clean you up as best she can. Once you both are cleaned up and redressed Abby leans in and engulfs you in a comforting hug. "How about we go home and take a nice bath?" She asks, kissing the top of your head.

Nodding your head you sigh into her chest, "I'd like that." Abby smiles at you as she steps away and begins to unlock the bathroom door.

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It’s so weird. In Odyssey, I played Kassandra as the horniest misthios in all of Greece. I romanced everyone. If there was a heart symbol on the dialogue prompt, I fucking pressed that shit because Kassandra of Sparta made it her personal mission in life to fuck her way through all of her problems…. Except for the Ghost cause fuck that bitch, and not in that way. I penetrated her in a completely different sense.

…. I stabbed her with my spear, in case you didn’t take my meaning.

But in Valhalla? I only romanced Randvi. The heart prompt on the dialogue choices just didn’t exist for me for anyone but Randvi. Yeah, theoretically, you could have multiple romances with no repercussions just like in Odyssey, but in practice? Randvi’s my wife! How dare you insinuate that I would ever be unfaithful to her!

[dinas-a-bird]

A Rocky Start - 4

Pairing: Ellie Williams x fem!reader

Warnings: fluff, soft!Ellie, modern college AU, Ellie is handsome because I say so

Summary: You start college and meet your roommate, Ellie Williams.

Word Count: 675

one two three

A/N: Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes, the last chapter :( buut I will probably end up writing drabbles for this AU ngl

The next day, Ellie wakes you up around noon telling you that she’s going to get ready at Dina’s. You peck her lips before she leaves. You then decide to take a long shower. You pick out your favorite dress, a flowing, dark green maxi dress that makes you feel confident and beautiful. You can't help but feel a little nervous as you do your hair and makeup, hoping that Ellie will like what she sees.

As you finish getting ready, you hear a knock on your door. It's Ellie, dressed in a crisp white button-up shirt and black slacks. You can't help but stare at her, admiring the way her shirt fits her perfectly, accentuating her curves in all the right places.

"Wow," you say, unable to hide your admiration. "You look handsome."

Ellie smiles, a blush creeping onto her cheeks. "You look gorgeous," she says, stepping into the room.

You smile back at her, feeling your heart flutter. "So, where are we going?" you ask, eager to start the date.

Ellie takes your hand and leads you out of the dorm room, down the stairs, and out of the building. "It's a surprise," she says, a happy glint in her eye.

You walk hand-in-hand through campus, chatting and laughing along the way. You can't help but feel grateful to be with Ellie, enjoying her company and the beautiful day outside.

As you reach your destination, you realize that Ellie has brought you to a fancy restaurant that overlooks the city skyline. The view is breathtaking, and you can't help but feel a little intimidated by the elegant atmosphere.

"This place is amazing," you say, a little in awe.

Ellie grins at you, squeezing your hand. "I wanted to take you somewhere special," she says.

The two of you enter the restaurant, and the host greets you warmly, leading you to a cozy table in the corner. You take your seats, and a waiter approaches, offering you menus and taking your drink orders.

Ellie looks stunning in her button-up shirt, the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, her tattoo on display, and her hair styled into her signature half bun. You can't help but stare at her, feeling grateful that you get to spend this evening with her.

"What are you thinking of ordering?" Ellie asks, her eyes sparkling.

"I'm not sure yet," you say, scanning the menu. "Maybe the steak?"

Ellie nods, her eyes flickering down to the menu. "I'm thinking of getting the salmon."

The waiter returns with your drinks, and you take a sip, enjoying the cool liquid. As you wait for your food, you engage in small talk, discussing your day and your plans for the week.

The food arrives, and you both dig in, savoring the flavors. You steal glances at Ellie, admiring the way the candlelight plays across her features, lighting up her freckles.

"This is really nice," you say, breaking the comfortable silence.

Ellie smiles, reaching across the table to take your hand. "It is," she agrees. "I'm glad we did this."

You squeeze her hand, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. "Me too," you say, meaning it with all your heart.

After dessert, Ellie excuses herself to the bathroom, and you take the opportunity to pay the bill. When she returns, you stand up from your seat, offering her your hand.

"Shall we go for a walk?" you ask, gesturing towards the door.

Ellie nods, and you step outside, the cool night air hitting your skin. You walk together, enjoying the quietness of the streets, and the way the moon casts a soft glow over everything.

You stop by a small park, and sit on a bench, watching the stars twinkle in the sky.

"This has been such a great night," Ellie says, as you lean your head on her shoulder.

"It really has," you agree, she places a soft kiss on the top of your head.

The two of you sit there, enjoying each other's company. You smile grateful that Ellie is with you.

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Part three of a rocky start?????

Part three is now upp my lovely anon!! Part four will either be up tonight or tomorrow (depending on whether my friends drag me to party tonight or not🤷🏼‍♀️)

Alsooo, was thinking of keeping this series going through writing little blurbs about reader and Ellie after they start dating and when Ellie asks reader to be her girlfriend. Let me know if anybody would be interested in reading those

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A Rocky Start - 3

Pairing: Ellie Williams x fem!reader

Warnings: jealous!Ellie, distant!Ellie, fluff, soft!Ellie, modern college AU, Ellie is handsome because I say so

Summary: You start college and meet your roommate, Ellie Williams.

Word Count: 1,164

one two four

A/N: Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes, one more planned chapter!

Over the next couple of days, you see Ellie in class, but she avoids eye contact with you. You try to talk to her after class, but she brushes you off, saying she has to get to work.

As you're walking across campus, you see Ellie sitting alone on a bench, staring off into the distance. You take a deep breath and approach her. "Hey, can we talk?" you ask tentatively.

Ellie looks up at you, her expression guarded. "What is it?" she asks, her voice cool.

"I just wanted to know if everything's okay…. between us," you say, feeling nervous.

Ellie lets out a long sigh. "Look, I know I've been acting weird lately, and I'm sorry about that," she says, her tone softening slightly. "It's just that...I don't know. I thought we had something special, you know? But then when I saw you talking to Jack like that…” she sighs, hanging her head, “it made me feel like maybe I was wrong."

You take a seat next to Ellie, the tension between you growing. "Ellie, you're my best friend, and I would never do anything to hurt you. I didn't realize that my talking to Jack would make you feel that way," you say, reaching out to take her hand.

Ellie pulls away from you, a frown on her face. "It's not just about Jack, it's about us," she says, looking away from you.

"What about us?" your heart is racing. You had been attracted to Ellie since your first meeting, but you were scared to admit your feelings to her.

"I don't know, I just….I don't want to ruin our friendship," she says, her voice barely above a whisper.

You nod, “Yea… our friendship.”

Ellie takes a deep breath, her expression softening. “I’m sorry for being a dick. I want to try to make it up to you.” She smiles.

You smile, a sense of relief washing over you. "I'd like that." you say, returning the smile.

Ellie leans in closer to you, pulling you into a hug. You feel a jolt of electricity run through your body at the innocent action. "I just want to make sure we're on the same page," she says, her voice barely above a whisper.

You take a deep breath, feeling your heart racing in your chest as you return the hug. "I think we are," you say.

Ellie leans back looking at you, you feel her warm breath barely hitting your face. "Good," she smirks, before pulling away. “Now, I've got class but.. Talk later, yea?”

As Ellie stands up to leave, you can't help but notice the way her hair falls around her shoulders, and the way her green eyes seem to sparkle in the sunlight. You shake your head, trying to focus on the conversation at hand. "Yeah, sure… Talk later," you say, watching her walk away.

Over the next few days, things between you and Ellie start to improve. You make an effort to spend more time together, going on walks and grabbing lunch between classes. The tension between you seems to dissipate, and you feel like things are back to normal.

But there's still a part of you that can't shake the feeling that there's something more there, something deeper that you haven't quite explored yet. You find yourself stealing glances at Ellie when she's not looking, admiring the way she laughs and the way she seems to light up a room.

One evening, as the two of you are sitting in your dorm room studying, you can feel tension building as you sneak glances towards Ellie, who is engrossed in her textbook. You try to focus on your work, but you can't help the way your eyes keep drifting over to Ellie and the way she looks just sitting there in a sports bra and black joggers.

"What's up?" she asks, noticing the way you keep looking at her.

You shake your head, feeling your heart racing. "Nothing, just...thinking," you say, your voice barely above a whisper.

Ellie sets down her textbook and turns to face you, her eyes locking onto yours. "About what?" she asks, her voice soft.

You take a deep breath, feeling your palms start to sweat. "I don't know. I just...I feel like there's something between us," you say, the words tumbling out of your mouth before you can stop them.

Ellie's eyes widen, and she sits back, a look of surprise on her face. "What do you mean?" she asks.

"I mean...I don't know. I feel like we have this connection, this chemistry, and I don't want to ignore it anymore," you say, feeling your face turning red.

Ellie is quiet for a moment, her expression thoughtful, her cheeks becoming red. "I've been feeling the same way," she says finally, her voice barely above a whisper.

You feel your heart leap in your chest. "You have?" 

Ellie nods, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Yeah. I just didn't know how to say it," she says, standing up to sit next to you on your bed.

You feel a jolt of electricity run through your body as her thigh touches yours, "So...what now?" you ask tentatively.

Ellie leans in closer to you, her eyes locking onto yours. "I think we should see where this goes," she says, a smile spreading across her face.

You feel a smile spreading across your own face, and you can't help but lean in closer to her. Your lips meet in a soft kiss.

As your lips meet, the tension between the two of you explodes, and you deepen the kiss. Your hands find their way to Ellie's hips, pulling her closer to you as she wraps her arms around your neck. 

You pull away for air, and Ellie looks at you, her eyes shining. "I've been wanting to do that for so long," she says, her voice husky.

"Me too," you say, a huge grin spreading across your face.

Ellie leans in to kiss you again, her lips soft and inviting. You explore each other's mouths, nipping at each other's lips. 

After a few minutes, Ellie pulls away, a glint in her eyes. "As much as I'd love to keep doing that," she says, chuckling. "I have an idea."

You raise an eyebrow, curious. "What's your idea?"

Ellie grins at you. "Let's go on a date. Like a real date, get dressed up and go somewhere."

You feel your heart race at the thought of going on a date with Ellie. "I would love that," you say, grinning back at her.

Ellie stands up from the bed, and you follow her lead. “Tomorrow night?" she suggests.

"Tomorrow night sounds perfect," you say, giddy with excitement.

As Ellie sits back on her bed reopening the textbook that was discarded she turns to you. "Thank you for being brave enough to say something,"

"Thank you for feeling the same way," you say, smiling softly.

[dinas-a-bird]

‘you attract what you fear’ aghhh i’m so scared of ellie williams aghhh i hope a 5’5 raging murderous lesbian doesn’t come after me pleaseee nooo

[dinas-a-bird]

A Rocky Start - 2

Pairing: Ellie Williams x fem!reader

Warnings: jealous!Ellie, nice!Ellie, drinking, frat party, reader being attracted to and flirting with a man (briefly), modern college AU, Ellie is handsome because I say so

Summary: You start college and meet your roommate, Ellie Williams.

Word Count: 1,525

one three four

A/N: Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes, there will probably be two more shortish chapters unless I decide to combine them.

Over the next few weeks, you slowly settle into college life. Classes become more routine, and you start to make friends with some of the people in your dorm. Ellie is still distant at times, but you notice that she's become more talkative and less hostile.

One night, as you're studying at your desk, Ellie comes in and flops down on her bed with a sigh. "What's up?" you ask.

She groans. "I have a huge paper due next week, and I haven't even started on it yet. I'm so fucking screwed."

You look up from your notes. "What's the paper over?"

"Philosophy of Science," she says, rolling her eyes. "It's so boring. I don't know how I'm going to get through it."

You nod stifling a laugh, "Yeah, I hate those kinds of papers. Have you tried to see a tutor?"

Ellie shakes her head. "I don't want to seem like an idiot. Besides, it's my fault for waiting so long to start on it."

You pause for a moment before speaking. "Well, if you want, I could take a look at it and help you out. I'm not an expert, but I'm pretty good at writing papers."

Ellie looks surprised but then nods. "Really? That would be fuckin awsome. Thank you."

You smile, feeling a sense of accomplishment. Maybe you could help Ellie out and show her that you're not just some random roommate. You spend the next few hours going over her paper, making suggestions and edits, and helping her refine her arguments.

As you work, Ellie starts to open up about herself. You learn that she's from a small town in Wyoming called Jackson, and her adoptive parents are both ranchers. She was always interested in space, and her dad, Joel, used to take her out stargazing when she was a kid.

After a few more hours of working, you both finish the paper, and Ellie looks relieved. "Thank you so much," she says, giving you a small side hug. "I don't know what I would have done without you."

You hug her back, feeling a sense of warmth. Maybe Ellie wasn't so bad after all. As you both sit back down at your desks, you smile. Maybe you could help each other out and make this year a little easier.

Ellie walks into your dorm room, practically bouncing with excitement. "Hey, you wanna come to a party with me tonight?" she asks, her eyes sparkling.

You glance up from your textbook, slightly surprised. "What kind of party?"

"A frat party," she replies, grinning from ear to ear. "My friends, Jesse and Dina, they invited us. It’ll be fun."

You hesitate, feeling a bit apprehensive about the idea of going to a party with a bunch of strangers. But then you realize that you are in college and this was the perfect time to let loose and enjoy yourself. "Sure, why not?" you conclude with a shrug.

Ellie smiles and immediately starts rummaging through her closet, pulling out a white tee, worn black jeans and a nice belt. "You should wear something cute," she suggests, leaning down to collect her signature converse off the ground.

You raise your eyebrows, feeling your cheeks heat up at her suggestion but quickly change into your nicest outfit anyway and follow Ellie out of the dorm. Jesse and Dina are already waiting for you outside, and you can tell from the way they were giggling that they were already a bit tipsy. "You guys look hooot," Dina slurs, giving Ellie a sloppy kiss on the cheek.

Dina then links arms with you and begins leading the way to the frat house, swaying a little as she walks. "Let's go get fucking drunk," Jesse chuckles from his spot beside Ellie.

As you approach the frat house, you can already hear the music blasting and the sound of people shouting and laughing. You feel a little intimidated by the sheer number of people, but Ellie seemed right at home, bouncing from group to group and introducing you to her friends.

After a few drinks, you start to loosen up and dance with Ellie, feeling the beat of the music pulsing through your veins. You bump into people and spill your drinks, but it didn't matter because you were having so much fun.

At one point, Jesse and Dina disappeared, leaving you and Ellie to dance together. "Glad I could get you to loosen up a bit," she yelled over the music, grinning from ear to ear.

You nodded in agreement, feeling the heat of the alcohol warming your cheeks. "Says your tight ass," you giggle watching as Ellie chuckles at the comment.

Ellie pulls you in for a hug, her breath hot on your neck. "I’m glad we came," she says. "You’re not that bad of a roommate."

You hug her back, smiling. "You too," you say, feeling your stomach flutter from her breath on your neck.

As the night wore on, the party got wilder, and the music became louder. You and Ellie were still dancing, swaying to the beat, and cheering with the rest of the crowd. You could feel the bass thumping in your chest, and you were both laughing and shouting to be heard over the noise.

Suddenly, Ellie grabs your hand and pulls you towards a group of guys who were standing near a keg. "Hey, guys," she says, slurring her words a little. "This is my roommate."

One of the guys, a tall blond guy with a chiseled jaw, grins at you. "Hey, I'm Jack," he says, holding out his hand. "You're Ellie's roommate? She's been talking about you all night."

You shake his hand, feeling a little self-conscious. "Nice to meet you, I'm..."

"Her name is y/n," Ellie interrupts, putting her arm around your shoulders. "She's the best."

Jack smiles at you again, and you feel your heart skip a beat. He was definitely cute, and you can feel a blush creeping up your cheeks. "So, you guys want a drink?" he asks, gesturing towards the keg.

You and Ellie both nod eagerly, and he hands you each a red solo cup filled to the brim with beer. You take a sip, it wasn’t the best but it still warmed your belly.

You found yourself gravitating towards Jack as the night wore on, drawn in by his easy smile and the way he made you feel. You talked about everything from your classes to your hometowns, and you laughed together over the silly things that happened at the party.

Ellie is standing by the keg watching as Jack leans in closer to you, laughing at whatever dumb thing he said. She feels a pang of jealousy and a scowl crosses her face for a brief moment. She had been crushing on you since the first day you met, even if she didn’t show it, and the thought of you being interested in someone else made her feel uneasy.

A time later you notice Ellie standing apart from the group, her arms crossed and a slight scowl on her face. "Hey, El, what's up?" you ask, walking up to her, you notice her mood shift.

She shrugs, looking away from you. "Nothing, just getting tired of watching you flirt with Jack, we were supposed to hang out," she mutters.

You were taken aback, not sure what to say. "I'm not flirting with him, we're just talking, and I've been with you for most of the night." you protest.

Ellie rolls her eyes. "Yeah, sure. Whatever you say," she says, storming off towards the dance floor.

You exchange a worried glance with Jack, a sense of unease settles in your stomach. You didn't want to hurt Ellie's feelings, but you also didn't want to miss out on the opportunity to get to know Jack better.

As the night continued, you tried to balance spending time with both Ellie and Jack, but it was clear that Ellie was getting more and more frustrated with each passing moment. Eventually, you decide to call it a night, feeling a sense of relief that the tension was over.

As you walk back to your dorm with Ellie, she is quiet, her head down. "Hey, are you okay?" you ask, concerned.

She looks up at you, her eyes dark. "I'm fine," she mutters, her voice low. "Just tired."

You can sense that Ellie isn't fine, but you don't know how to break the silence between you. The walk back to your dorm is long and awkward, filled only with the sounds of your footsteps on the pavement.

When you finally reach your dorm room, you turn to Ellie. "Do you want to talk about what’s making you upset?" you ask, hoping to resolve the tension.

Ellie shakes her head. "No, I just want to go to bed," she says softly.

You nod, feeling helpless. "Okay, well, let me know if you need anything," you say, giving her a small smile.

Ellie returns the smile weakly before laying on her bed, facing the wall silently. You watch her, feeling guilty and unsure of what to do next.

[dinas-a-bird]

A Rocky Start - 1

Pairing: Ellie Williams x fem!reader

Warnings: mean!Ellie (at the start), modern college AU, Ellie is handsome because I say so

Summary: You start college and meet your roommate, Ellie Williams.

Word Count: 957

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A/N: Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes, I already have this entire fic written but I'm not going to post it all at the same time... sorry 😅

It is a hot August day as you step out of your parents' car and look up at the towering buildings of your new home for the next four years - college. You had dreamed of this moment for so long, imagining all the new experiences, new people, and the newfound freedom. As you hoist your backpack on your shoulder and make your way towards the dorms, you can’t help but feel a mix of excitement and nerves.

The campus is buzzing with activity as students and their families scurry around, hauling boxes, and saying goodbye to loved ones. You make your way to the check-in desk where you are greeted by a friendly-faced orientation leader who hands you your room key and a map of the campus.

You take in a deep breath and make your way to your new room, unlocking the door and stepping inside. It is small and sparse, but it will be home for the next few months. You start to unpack your belongings, feeling a little lonely and overwhelmed.

Suddenly, there is a loud knock at the door. You look up to see a girl with short auburn hair standing there, her arms crossed over her chest. "Hey, you're the new girl, right?" she says bluntly.

You nod, your mouth going dry. God she’s handsome. "Yeah, this is my first semester. My name's y/n."

She rolls her eyes. "I'm Ellie. Just so you know, I don't do the whole 'welcome wagon' thing. So don't expect any baked goods or any of that crap."

You raise your eyebrows. "Okay...I'll keep that in mind. You're my roommate then?"

Ellie nods, pushing past you and plopping down on her own bed, not bothering to introduce herself further. You don’t know what to make of her, but one thing was clear - she isn’t going to make your transition into college life easy.

You start to feel a knot forming in your stomach, wondering how you're going to survive the next few months with this girl as your roommate. You decide to try and break the tension by starting a conversation.

"So, what are you studying?" you ask, sitting down on your own bed.

Ellie gives you a look of annoyance. "Astronomy and Astrophysics. What about you?"

"I'm undeclared at the moment," you reply, feeling a little embarrassed.

Ellie scoffs. "Figures. Well, good luck with that. College is tough, and if you don't know what you want to do, you're screwed."

You start to feel even more intimidated by Ellie's blunt demeanor. "Is it okay if I put up some pictures on the wall?" you ask, trying to change the subject.

Ellie shrugs. "I don't care. Just don't make it look like a kindergarten classroom."

You try to ignore her attitude and start unpacking your pictures and posters. As you start to decorate your side of the room, you notice that Ellie is staring at you.

"What?" you ask, feeling self-conscious.

Ellie shrugs. "It's just weird seeing someone actually care about how their room looks. Most people just throw their crap around and call it a day."

You start to feel a glimmer of hope that maybe you and Ellie can find some common ground. "Yeah, I just want it to feel like home, you know?"

Ellie nods, her expression softening slightly. "I get that. Home is important."

You smile, feeling a little more at ease. "So, do you have any tips for surviving college?"

Ellie leans back on her bed, looking thoughtful. "Yeah, don't drink too much, don't procrastinate, and don't rely on anyone else to do your work for you."

You nod, taking in her advice. "Thanks, that's good to know. So, do you have any plans for the weekend?"

Ellie shrugs. "Not really. Maybe hit up a party or two. You?"

You shake your head. "I don't really know anyone yet."

Ellie raises an eyebrow. "Well, we can't have that, can we? Have to change that soon."

You can't help but feel a little surprised by her sudden change in attitude. "Yeah, that would be nice. How do you usually meet people?"

Ellie smirks. "Parties are always a good bet. But if that's not your scene, there are other ways. Join a club, volunteer, or just strike up a conversation with someone in class."

You nod, "Thanks, I appreciate it."

Ellie nods in response, her eyes scanning your side of the room. "So, what else do you like? Any hobbies, interests?"

You think for a moment before answering. "I like reading, listening to music, and watching movies. And I've always been interested in writing, but I'm not very good at it."

Ellie raises an eyebrow. "You should join the writing club on campus. I heard they're pretty good."

You feel a spark of excitement at the suggestion. "Really? That sounds cool. Do you think they would let me join even though I'm not majoring in English or anything?"

Ellie rolls her eyes. "Of course, they would. They're not that exclusive. Just go to one of their meetings and see if it's something you're interested in."

You nod, feeling a sense of motivation to try something new. "Thanks, Ellie. I think I'll do that."

Ellie nods in response before checking her phone. "Hey, I gotta run. I have a meeting with my advisor in ten minutes. Talk later?"

You smile and nod, feeling grateful for the unexpected conversation. "Sure, sounds good. Thanks again."

As Ellie exits the room, relief washes over you. Maybe you and your new roommate could find some common ground after all. You finish up decorating your side of the room and take a moment to sit back and take it all in. It's not much, but it's a start.

[dinas-a-bird]

Heyyyy could you write Ellie x fem reader. Reader has an alcohol addiction and Ellie takes her to her first AA meeting? Ive been sober for a year today and its been rough and Ellie being a supportive gf is all anyone really wants :) if you dont feel comfortable writing it I fully understand

thank youuu :)

I'm really proud of you for being sober for one year thats amazing!!! I've struggled with addiction myself so I get how hard even getting to one year is. This ones for you my lovely anon 🥰

Breaking the Chain

Pairing: Ellie Williams x fem!reader

Warnings: alcoholism, addiction, fluff, Ellie being a good gf, modern AU

Summary: Ellie takes you to AA

Word Count: 784

A/N: Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes, thank you anon for the request!

Ellie and you had been dating for roughly three years, and you had just moved in together last week. Ellie knew that you enjoyed a drink or two, during dinner, parties, or just when relaxing, but it wasn't until you started living together that she realized how much you relied on alcohol to cope with stress and anxiety.

Ellie started to worry about your drinking quickly, so she brought it up with you. At first, you were defensive and dismissive, saying that you had everything under control. But it soon became clear that you didn't.

One night, you came home late from work, clearly drunk. Stumbling through the kitchen, knocking over a chair, you went to hug your girlfriend, Ellie could smell the alcohol on your breath.

She’s had enough.

"We need to talk," she says, pushing you off of her.

You sigh, clumsily picking up the collapsed chair and sitting down. "I know," you said. "I've been trying to quit, but it's harder than I imagined."

Ellie kneels down in front of you. "I'm here for you," she softly rests her hand on your knee. "We can do this together."

You hang your head. "I want to quit," you whisper. "I really do. But every time I try, I end up drinking again."

Ellie sees a tear fall from your eye. She knows that you're struggling, and she wants to help.

"Have you ever thought about going to Alcoholics Anonymous?" she asks.

You look up at her skeptically. "I don't know about that," you say. "I don't want to be one of those people who go to meetings all the time."

She lightly rubs your knee, "It's worth a try," she says. "It's a safe space where you can talk about your struggles and get support from people who understand what you're going through."

You think about it for a moment. "Okay," you finally say. "I'll go to one meeting with you, but that's it."

Ellie smiles. "That's all I'm asking for.”

The next week, you and Ellie head off to your first Alcoholics Anonymous meeting together. As you walk into the small, dimly lit room, you feel your nerves building. You don’t know what to expect, and you weren't sure if you were ready to open up about your struggles with addiction.

The group leader welcomes everyone and explains how the meeting is going to work. Then, she invites the attendees to introduce themselves and share their stories.

One by one, people stand up and talk about their experiences. Some had been sober for years, while others were new to the program. You listened carefully, feeling a sense of belonging with the other attendees.

When it is your turn to speak, you stand up slowly, taking a deep breath and looking around the room. "Hi, my name is y/n, and I'm an alcoholic.”

The words feel heavy in your mouth, but you managed to push through. “I have been drinking for as long as I can remember.” you take a deep breath before continuing. “It started with a few drinks after work, just to take the edge off. But before I knew it the few drinks after work turned into a few drinks too many, and then I couldn’t get through the day without the alcohol.”

Looking to your left you see Ellie with a sad smile on her face, she reaches up and takes your hand. You smile down at her before continuing. “I have tried to quit on my own… although it never lasted long… The cravings would come back, stronger and I would give in, telling myself that just… one more drink wouldn’t hurt.” Ellie softly squeezes your hand. “But it did hurt, not only me but my girlfriend. She would come home to me drunk on the couch and I could see the pain she held as she watched me slowly disappear due to my addiction.” Swallowing the lump in your throat you look down at your feet, “They say the first step is realizing you have a problem… I have a problem… and I want to try to get sober”

When the meeting was over, Ellie and you stayed behind to chat with some of the other attendees. You exchanged phone numbers and email addresses, you even found a sponsor, a guy named Jesse.

As you walk out of the meeting with Ellie, you feel a weight lifting off your shoulders. You turn to Ellie, "I never thought I'd say this, but I'm glad we went to that meeting together.”

Ellie smiles softly, giving you a kiss. "I'm proud of you," she leans into your side. "And I'm here for you every step of the way."

[dinas-a-bird]

Family Easter

Pairing: Ellie Williams x fem!reader

Warnings: fluff, modern AU

Summary: You spend Easter with your wife and daughter.

Word Count: 591

A/N: I was going to post this this morning but I got busy sooo enjoy this little Easter drabble even though the day ends in an hour. Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes.

It is Easter morning, the sun shining, the sound of chirping birds is faint but audible as you and Ellie eat breakfast in the kitchen, talking about your plans for the day.

"Soo… what do you want to do today?" Ellie turns to you, piercing her fork through her syrup drenched pancakes.

"I was thinking we could take Amelia to the Easter egg hunt, the one up at the park.” You and Ellie were never the church going, religious type. Sure you had both grown up Christian and would often say you were if someone asked. But church at 7:30am on a Sunday? You often heard Ellie say that Sundays are lazy days for the family, reserved for sleeping in, cuddling on the couch and movies with your daughter, not for waking up before the sun has even risen. For that reason the three of you had skipped out on church this morning, instead sleeping in until 10:30.

"That sounds like fun," Ellie agrees. “Maybe we could have a picnic afterwards?”

"That's a great idea my love,” you say. "I'll pack some sandwiches and snacks."

As you finish breakfast, Amelia comes running into the kitchen, eager to start the day. "Good morning, Mommy and Mama!" she runs up and hugs your legs before running over to Ellie.

"Good morning little spud,” Ellie smiles, hugging her daughter. “You excited for Easter?"

"Yes!" Amelia bounces up and down on her heels. "Can we go find eggs nowwww?"

“Of course,” You say, smiling. “Let's get ready to go, and don’t forget your socks Mia!” You shout playfully as she bounds up the stairs to her room.

After you’re all dressed, you head to the park. As you walk, Ellie starts talking about her favorite Easter traditions.

"I always loved decorating eggs when I was a kid. Joel would be trying to do intricate designs but I preferred to just dunk the things making them look like dinosaur eggs.“ Ellie laughs. "Did you dye eggs, y/n?”

"I did," You reply. "But my favorite part was always the Easter baskets. My mom would overfill them with candy. Remember when I would come to your house the day after, begging you to take some of it so I wouldn’t get sick?”

"I remember that," Ellie says, laughing. "You always had the best candy though.”

When you arrive at the park, your daughters eyes widen at the sight of the colorful eggs scattered throughout the grass. She eagerly joins the other children in the hunt, scooping up as many eggs as she can find.

After the egg hunt, Ellie spreads out a blanket for your picnic. As you eat your sandwiches and fruit, Amelia shows you and Ellie the toys and candy she had found in her eggs.

"This is nice," You say, looking around at the beautiful spring day. "I'm glad we get to spend time together, as a family.”

"Me too," Ellie agrees, taking your hand. "It's moments like these that make life worth living." You lay your head on her shoulder, smiling as you both watch Amelia run around, trying to fly a kite she had found during the egg hunt.

As you all pack up your picnic and head home, Amelia falls asleep in the stroller you had brought, exhausted from the excitement of the day. Ellie and you exchange a look of contentment, grateful for the love and joy you shared as a family.

"I love you," You say, leaning over to kiss Ellie.

"I love you too," Ellie replies, smiling softly. "Happy Easter babe.”

[dinas-a-bird]

hey y’all!!! im going to be taking a little break for a couple days because of Easter, might write a one shot tonight (50/50 chance i do it ngl) and i don’t really have energy to go through my ask box now but sometime next week I will start working on the requests I have:)) anyway have a great Easter, if you celebrate, and if you don’t then have a lovely weekend