#br:elliewilliams

[sugarbcnes]

I know it’s cliche but ellie waking you up with head or something >>>>

— nsfw 18+ MDNI ‼️ + tag 4 my sweet @bambiesfics

oh anon, but ellie who wakes you up in the morning under the covers of your soft sage sheets. slotted between your legs, her hands roam because in the six hours she’s been asleep, she’s missed you way too much. you can only just see the tips of her fingers when you crack your eyes open, the covers slipping off your chest from how much she’s squirming around down there.

soft, butterfly kisses littered over your tummy, slender fingers groping at the plush flesh of your tits with the occasional pinch to your nipples until they’re perking in the cold morning breeze that flows from the open window.

you laugh at the lump under the cover of her ass sticking up as she wriggles down the bed, feet poking out. your giggles are cut short when you feel her nose drag over the wet patch in your panties, a soft squeak elicited from your lips. she flattens her tongue over the soft material that hides your folds from her mouth. the sweet dampness that soaks your underwear seeps out just enough to give her a slither of satisfaction.

she needs her own friction as she chases the tingling feeling she longs for on her clit. her own hips rut and hump the pillow between her legs as she moves your panties to the side, almost unnecessarily ripping them. she leaves feathery kisses on your swollen clit and let her tongue flick over your saturated folds as she teases your hole with two of her fingers. she hums as your back arches with the sudden way she takes your clit between her lips to give it a harsh suck. she doesn’t care if it’s 7:14am, she doesn’t want you leaving that bed until you’ve made a bigger mess than the one you made the night before.

inbox is now open again for chatting + reqs + thirsts

— signed, L <3

[sugarbcnes]

— ꒰ ellie williams x f! reader ꒱ BRAINROT ! !

ellie williams fucking you dizzy until your attitude is gone + fluffy aftercare

warnings: heavy sexual descriptions, dom ellie sub reader, pet names, bratty reader, use of ‘cunt’ and ‘pussy’, jealous/possessive ellie, spanking, slightly vulnerable/insecure ellie

“ya’ never fuckin’ learn. huh, baby?”

you look like heaven.

complexion flushed and blissed, burning heat kisses the apples of your cheeks and the tip of your nose, soft breaths emitting from the perfect little pout of your swollen lips. pearly, sugared arousal glistens as it smears over your lush thighs and the tender lips of your cunt, leaking from your core. she knows some of those juices are mixed with hers, her own pussy creaming all over yours as she scissored you with a hungry, impatient pace. your gummy walls sucked up the pale pink strap so well as she fucked you until your eyes were crossing and your attitude was expelled from you in the form of drool pooling over your lips and saccharine, melodic moans filling the room. her devilish angel, she put you through hell and back until your brain fuzzed and every bratty bubble in your body popped !

you babbled incoherent apologies as she pressed your soft cheek into the pillow, her free hand holding your wrists together behind your back. “so sorry ellie.” “wontalktohimagain…”

“not fuckin’ good enough,” she spat, her tattooed hand coming down to make stinging contact with your behind. your mouth falls open as she once again assaults that spot of your supple skin until it’s raw and scorching hot. “that’s exactly what you said the last time i watched him put his hands on you.”

she was ruthless when she was jealous but it was because she loved you. her sweet little bunny. you were hers and nothing was about to take that away from her.

“was i too rough that time?”.

she reappears from the bathroom with a warm towelette, gently spreading your legs. you hum, her eyes frantically watching your expression in concern. you shake your head. she sighs in relief and whispers a quick “sorry,” as the warm material makes contact with the tender skin of your pussy. your hips jump slightly and she laces her fingers with yours as she finishes wiping you down.

her lips are quick to find yours, softly brushing the pad of her thumb over the tiny sweet beads glistening on your cheekbones. she knows it calms the rapid beating of your heart, filling you to the brim with fuzzy butterflies as her love pours until your full again.

“hey,” the whisper has you fluttering your eyes open, looking into her tired green orbs, “you know i love you right?”.

you nod, lacing your fingers into the shaggy locks of her mullet.

“i love you too, els,” you smile and you can see the disbelief in her eyes, “nothing or nobody is ever going to change that, okay, sweet girl?”

she lays beside you, head tucked under your chin as she gently massages the soft spots of your hips.

“i don’t know why i get so jealous, m’ sorry.”

“you’re human, el, it happens.”

the console slows down the beat of her heart and her pillowy, slighty chapped lips press fluttering kisses to the curve of your jaw before she hears the calm snores leaving your lips, lulling her to sleep with the peaceful melody of the singing wildlife outside the cracked-open window.

sorry, this one kinda sucked :( and i know i promised a full fic last night but i had a really rough day yesterday and i got tired and forgot :( i promise it’ll be up tonight.

[sugarbcnes]

ᝰ 𝟏𝟖+ 𝑴𝑫𝑵𝑰. [ smut/brainrot ] ꒷꒦

“eyes up here, angel.”

sweet and purely pathetic. the slender fingers of her tattooed hand encase both your wrists, locking them together as they’re cuddled against the soft, bare skin of your chest. her other hand is between your legs, finger tips gently grazing the already sensitive lips of your cunt. fucked out from one intense orgasm already, sweat sheens your skin under the warm flickering hues of the vanilla and caramel candle the smooths its scent throughout the dim room. she can barely smell it over the reek of sex and the hot, candied arousal that slicks your inner thighs and the floor beneath you. your head raises so your eyes meet hers through the mirror in front of you.

“hey,” she coos as your gaze flicks from the fingers working on your swollen lips to her face, “hey, gorgeous.”

your shitty attitude and teasing always got you into this position. vulnerable. putty in her hands as she put you through almost hours of painful impatience and orgasm denial. you looked pathetic and it was your own fault.

the slap stings your clit, a high-pitched wince leaving your kiss-swollen lips as you arch your back away from her chest. that’s the fifth slap tonight.

“told you I wouldn’t be nice if you gave me that fuckin’ attitude, baby.”

you try your best to keep your gaze on her; eyes tracing over her lips that part in concentration, tongue poking at her cheek. your eyes can’t help but flicker to the sight of your fingers circling your clit, black shaded nails prominent in the reflection. it was filthy. addictive in all the worst ways.

“do you think you deserve this, pretty? do you think you deserve to feel - eyes up here, my girl - to feel this good?”.

tears kiss your water line, spilling down your hot cheeks. ellie loved to humiliate you. the pure elysian of your tear-soaked face and starry-eyed desperation as the blossoming mix of sweet, burning pleasure and pain blooms in your stomach. her fingers stopped and you hissed quietly in frustration, knees falling together. she did not like that. not one bit.

“no, we’re not doing this, again” she snaps and her ankles hook over yours to spread your legs even further.

“we’re going to do this for however long as we have to. if that means i gotta make you cry and scream like the little crybaby you are, so be it. need to see ya fuckin’ break, angel. that’s the only way you ever learn your fucking lesson.”

signed with a million kisses. — L ᥫ᭡

INBOX/REQS: OPEN.

[sugarbcnes]

ADULT CONTENT: MINORS DNI

ELLIE WILLIAMS X READER — BRAINROT

WARNINGS PLOTLESS PORN, DRUG USE, SQUIRTING, NEEDY ELLIE, BRAINROT, SEMI PUBLIC, CAR SEX, NOT PROOFREAD, USELESS BRAINROT OF GETTING HIGH WITH ELLIE

sorry this is bad and short but i had to post something.

the car is fragrant of everything filthy. everything ellie loves. the moroccan rose incense, your vanilla hemp cigarettes touched with the musky scent of her weed. her citrusy cologne, sweet tea mixed with vodka that swirls in her black flask. the windows become cloudy, hiding the lustful affair behind its mist.

white soles of her scuffed black converse are planted on her dash, the rubber decorated with her drawings and your calligraphy. you kneel between her thighs, black jeans pooled around her ankles and your hands hooked over her knees. she whistles, inhaling her cloud as your tongue reaches that particular spongy spot in her pussy. her taste is your favorite. sweet and creamy, pearling from her soft folds.

the euphoria of her high always leaves her horny to the max, at some points, humping the air in hopes of far fetched friction. luckily, you were there for her to use. sex reeks in the hazy atmosphere, the warm lights of the parking garage dimmed by the foggy windows.

“baby,” she drawls out. her blunt hangs loosely between her fingers, hand on the back of your head, “need more.”

your cheek rests against her thigh, eyes glassed and rosy. full of lust fulled adoration. she looks so pretty above you. lips swollen, freckled cheeks flushed and eyes brimmed with the rosy hues of a dizzy haze.

she obsesses over the way your fingers disappear between her folds, hand coated with her milky release. her core grows numb but she still feels the tingling in her body as she curls her toes, kaleidoscope of pretty little butterflies in her stomach. she holds the blunt out to you, mouth falling open as she revels in the way you inhale it, pink gloss staining the ambered paper.

as you blow it out, your fingers curl and hook, hitting her soft spot at an unreal speed. she lets out a strangled scream, white knuckle grip on your hair as she squeezes her eyes shut and gritted her teeth. her juices squelching and shoot out to coat your chin, dripping down your chest to soak the white material of your top.

everything was better, prettier, when y’all were high.

REBLOGS AND INTERACTIONS APPRECIATED

[sugarbcnes]

speaking of pussy drunk reader, how abt reader asking abby/ellie to sit in reader's face???

also reader making their eyes rolling back, thighs shaking, back arching, BODY SPASMING, by overstimulating them because reader obviously cant get enough of their pussy ohmygod

i'm sorry :((

ugh i love this

ellie x f! reader | warnings: switch ellie, overstim, profanity, use of “cunt” and “pussy”

being a top was ellie’s pride and joy. domming you? even better.

her hand wrapped around the small of your throat as she shoves her fingers knuckle-deep in your cunt, whispering sickly sweet praises into your ear to coax you over the edge until you’re squirting all over her green bedsheets. you always got your way, ellie’s little pillow princess. this is why ellie wasn’t surprised when she gave in to your distressed whines and pleads to eat her out as she tried to get up and go on patrol, frantically pawing at her black jeans. how she ended up on your face though, hands gripping her wooden headboard, she’ll never know.

“fuck,” she curses out. her green eyes are screwed shut as she grinds against your hot mouth, chasing yet another orgasm. your face is already slick with her juices, hungry eyes never leaving her face as your mouth works against her cunt.

your movements are sloppy now and you work her through her second orgasm, watching her defined abs taut and ripple as she tenses with the heat of pleasure pooling in her stomach. the pure sight of you below her, face glistening and eyes blown, is pure seraphic. an elysian she’d see in her dreams again that night as she subconsciously humps the pillow between her legs.

your hands massage the plush fat of her ass, savouring the feeling of her between your fingers. her moans and whimpers are obnoxious and she definitely knows jesse and dina can hear her from their room.

“so close, my girl,” she says between heavy gasps, breathing stuttered as her head falls between her chests with her chin against her chest, “love your fucking mouth, oh my god,”.

Your tongue flicks, grazing that familiar sweet spot in her that has her crying out, back arching as her hickey-covered thighs squeeze the sides of your face. her eyes roll back, lashes fluttering as her mind goes foggy and blank, absolutely weightless.

“holy fuck,” she breathes out, arms trembling and threatening to give way as she feels her cum drip down her gummy walls, clenching around the soft muscle of your tongue. you watch as her belly jumps slightly, the coil causing it to spasm as it snaps. milky nectar glistens over your face, dripping down your chin and neck as your face emerges from her heat. you looked heavenly, a saint drenched in the saccharine flow of her lover’s lust.

“no, baby,” her voice coarse, a slight chuckle leaving her lips, “i know you want more but i can’t.

your soft kisses on her clit have her hips jumping, pulling away from your face.

“no- ah- i cant,”.

you look up at her through dark lashes, doe eyes melting and glassing with tears at her rejection.

“okay, sweet girl” she stutters out and watches as your arms instantly wrap around her thighs, pulling her back down until your mouth is hot against her rosy, creamy-coated lips, “just one more.”

inbox/requests are open.

[sugarbcnes]

High make out sessions with dealer ellie where everything is soft and slow because the reader is new to weed/drugs and she’s scared and ellie wants to make her feel better

ahhh i think dealer! ellie is one of my favourites. i see a lot of people write stuff similar to this (and i eat it up everytime, i love it).

dealer! ellie x f! reader | warnings: smut, mentions of smoking/marijuana, fingering, soft dom ellie, minor praise kink.

her slender fingers skim the smooth skin of your plush thighs, her feathery touch raising goosebumps in its trail. her kisses are deep, fiery with growing lust and swirling of erotic desire. her hand comes up to cup your cheek as her tongue glides into your mouth, slipping over your own.

she has you laid on your back on her sofa, head propped and secured comfortably by her softest cushions. she cradles your cheek in one of her hands, the other moving to the back of your knee as she pulls your leg to hook around her hip so she can begin to grind her crotch against you.

everything is slow and fuzzy, warmth spreading over your body regardless of your lack of clothes. a thin sheen of sweat beads on your skin, heart racing in your chest as anxiety fills your conscious. ellie’s hand comes up to pass over your dampened baby hairs, her face hidden in your neck as she whispered sweet nothings as her slim fingers collect your sticky arousal on their tips.

“that’s it, baby,” she coos as her fingers slip into you, “breathe through it, angel. good girl.”

her words elicit a soft whimper from your lips, one of your hands clasping the back of her neck where the wisps of her short locks tickle your knuckles. your other hand grips the hard muscles of her biceps, trying your best to ground yourself.

“look at me, babe,” she says, placing a gentle kiss over your eye lids, “focus on me.”

your lashes flutter open to reveal the blown, dilated pupils and bloodshot whites that compliment the gorgeous flush of your warm cheeks. your high just looks so pretty.

“hey, baby,” she smiles down at you, whispers barely heard between the sound of your heart thumping in your ears and the sound of ellie’s fingers squelching with your pearly juices.

“what’re you feeling?” she asks, trained on your eyes to make sure you stay with her, “i know that new strand was a bit intense, shouldn’t have let you take as much.”

you had smoked about two blunts when your world became hazy, the walls closing in on you.

“tummy-” you blabber quietly, licking your lips as your mouth goes dry, “feels funny. feel hot, els.”

ellie chuckles, watching your face contort with the weightless euphoria of your release. your eyes become tired as you slouch into the crevice between the seat of the sofa and it’s backing.

ellie brings her fingers to her face, lips wrapping around her digits as she licks off the cloudy liquid coating them.

“yeah,” ellie smirks, brushing the strays from your cheek, “i think we need to take it a whole lot slower next time. hey, princess?”.

request/inbox open now.

[sugarbcnes]

ellie had always loved the stars, the galaxy shimmering in all its celestial glory. except now, she had a change of heart when she’d discovered the prettiest star in the universe was just in reach.

— SWIMMING IN STARS. (ellie williams x reader, drabble, smut)

it’s dark in the auditorium as your professor grins ear to ear, setting up the presentation she’s been dying to show you. after the set up of a couple projectors, the show is twinkling on the ceiling. vibrant neon beams form and bounce together to create a faux galaxy above your heads. you’re tucked in the back corner of the room hidden in the dark with ellie’s hoodie draped over your lap. “i’m cold,” you had told her as she enveloped you with her arms. her nose tickles your skin as she nuzzles your face, breath fanning over the shell of your ear. she’s got her fingers buried knuckle deep in your cunt, pearly liquid coating the prominent veins on the back of her hands.

“isn’t it so pretty?” she whispered against your skin. your eyes never leave the display, beams of light glimmering in your glassy eyes as your mouth falls open. she can’t stop staring at you, small hearts practically glowing in your irises as your back arches and your head rolls back. she presses soft kisses to your cheek, a lively kaleidoscope of butterflies erupting in your belly. her eyes are droopy as she’s entranced by the sight of you, hands quivering as they grasp the sleeves of her blue flannel. your chest rises and falls quickly with every staggered breath. you look so pretty, a state of bliss and pure euphoric mindlessness painting your expression as she curls her fingers to massage against that spongy spot only she knows how to reach. your lashes finally flutter as your eyelids drop, wispy ends tickling the apples of your cheeks. she wants to kiss you. she wants to swallow up every sweet sound that your throat can’t hold back. you’re straight out of a dream and she’s so in love with you that she’s scared to death.

you keep seeing those stars behind the darkness of your eyelids, only this time they’re brighter, blinding almost. your hand slides up her neck to weave into the back of her mullet, silken strands between your fingers as you clench. she feels her heart flutter with the wings of lost feelings she’s missed. lost treasures she’d yet to seek: the universe. you.

“the prettiest.”

INBOX/REQUESTS: OPEN

[sugarbcnes]

— ꒰ abby anderson x ellie williams x f! reader ꒱ BRAINROT ! !

Imagine how pretty of a sight it is. Ellie is between your legs, tongue lapping and slurping at your juicy core until she’s drunk on the saccharine lacings of you on her taste buds. Her green eyes disappear behind tired eyelids as each hard thrust of Abby’s strap-on into her warm little cunt has her moaning straight into you. A large, strong palm flats over the freckled skin between Ellie’s shoulder blades, causing a muffled grunt to escape her lips as she’s roughly shoved further into you, nose nudging your clit. It’s a ripple effect and the reaction has you gasping as your hips jump. Abby’s fingers find Ellie’s clit, circling the puffy little bud as the brunnettes hands tremble against your thighs.

“Atta girl.”

She immerses in the sight of her girls dizzy and drunk off of each other, watching their synced orgasms ripple and crash through their bodies. Oh what a sight to see. her girls.

inbox + requests: open

[sugarbcnes]

ᝰ 𝟏𝟖+ 𝑴𝑫𝑵𝑰. [ smut/brainrot ] ꒷꒦

“been thinkin’ bout you all day, angel.”

she smells so sweet and the familiar, comforting aroma fills your senses to relax the tension you didn’t know was cramped deep in your head. there’s notes of her musky cologne, her hemp cigarettes, soft laces of warm caramel and what you recognise as her favourite fruit-based liqueur. she grazes her thumb over the apple of your cheek as your tipsy gaze breaks a smirk onto her lips.

her nose is brushed by the rosy flush of her high, shading the constellation of freckles that paint her nasal. her eyes are almost matching, the hues dulled to make her green irises pop.

you’re both tucked away in a dark corner of the house party, unmindful to the world around you.

“oh yeah?”.

your voice is a whisper and, in all honesty, you’re not even thinking about what’s coming out of your mouth. your attention is all on her. she’s just so fucking pretty.

she hums, nodding as her thumb drags over your balmy lips until they allow her to pry them apart softly. “mhm,”.

she lifts her thumb and watches as your tongue lolls out. you knew exactly what to do. her good, sweet girl. she watches through hooded eyes as the pink muscle rolls against her thumb, silken under her skin before you take the tip in between your lips.

“thinkin’ bout how sweet you looked in my bed last night, how you’d look there again tonight.” your blown eyes silently beg her. keep going.

“how i had you screaming on my cock, fucking you dumb.”

she doesn’t miss the way your thighs clench, taking her hand from your mouth to rest on your jaw.

“thinkin’ of all the different ways I could have you. creamin’ on my tongue,” she remembers the saccharine taste fondly, “creamin’ on my fingers.”

her hand rests at the base of your throat, thinking out loud.

“maybe i could even get you to squirt again.”

honey drips from every single filthy word that falls from her lips. whines roll and rumble in your throat as you grip the soft material of her flannel, desperation clawing at your skin with sharp nails and butterflies fluttering against the places inside of you where you need her the most.

you’re deaf to the party now and you couldn’t give any less of a fuck about who’s eyes were obsessing over the scene unfolding.

“that sound good, pretty?” she already knows the answer, “wanna go home and let me take care of this pretty pussy again?”.

ellie was a girl of her word, a promise keeper deep in her heart. so in the pale moonlight, on the soft spread of her emerald sheets; she was on her knees, ready to paint visions of stars and moons behind your closed eyes as she took you to a heaven filled with sweet, pearly arousal and blazing, toe-curling, body-tremor filled euphoria.

a message from lina: sorry this became a bit more self-indulgent then I wanted, I hope you enjoyed nevertheless. I promise there’s way better stuff coming soon, I’m just trying to ease back into the swing of it after my little break down lol. signed with a million kisses — L ᥫ᭡

INBOX/REQS: OPEN.

[enchantedlov3r]

This just showed me how badly I wanna get high with Ellie😩

ADULT CONTENT: MINORS DNI

ELLIE WILLIAMS X READER — BRAINROT

WARNINGS PLOTLESS PORN, DRUG USE, SQUIRTING, NEEDY ELLIE, BRAINROT, SEMI PUBLIC, CAR SEX, NOT PROOFREAD, USELESS BRAINROT OF GETTING HIGH WITH ELLIE

sorry this is bad and short but i had to post something.

the car is fragrant of everything filthy. everything ellie loves. the moroccan rose incense, your vanilla hemp cigarettes touched with the musky scent of her weed. her citrusy cologne, sweet tea mixed with vodka that swirls in her black flask. the windows become cloudy, hiding the lustful affair behind its mist.

white soles of her scuffed black converse are planted on her dash, the rubber decorated with her drawings and your calligraphy. you kneel between her thighs, black jeans pooled around her ankles and your hands hooked over her knees. she whistles, inhaling her cloud as your tongue reaches that particular spongy spot in her pussy. her taste is your favorite. sweet and creamy, pearling from her soft folds.

the euphoria of her high always leaves her horny to the max, at some points, humping the air in hopes of far fetched friction. luckily, you were there for her to use. sex reeks in the hazy atmosphere, the warm lights of the parking garage dimmed by the foggy windows.

“baby,” she drawls out. her blunt hangs loosely between her fingers, hand on the back of your head, “need more.”

your cheek rests against her thigh, eyes glassed and rosy. full of lust fulled adoration. she looks so pretty above you. lips swollen, freckled cheeks flushed and eyes brimmed with the rosy hues of a dizzy haze.

she obsesses over the way your fingers disappear between her folds, hand coated with her milky release. her core grows numb but she still feels the tingling in her body as she curls her toes, kaleidoscope of pretty little butterflies in her stomach. she holds the blunt out to you, mouth falling open as she revels in the way you inhale it, pink gloss staining the ambered paper.

as you blow it out, your fingers curl and hook, hitting her soft spot at an unreal speed. she lets out a strangled scream, white knuckle grip on your hair as she squeezes her eyes shut and gritted her teeth. her juices squelching and shoot out to coat your chin, dripping down your chest to soak the white material of your top.

everything was better, prettier, when y’all were high.

REBLOGS AND INTERACTIONS APPRECIATED