#elle williams x reader

[elsgooglyeyes]

tough girl exterior.

summary: just a short little thing of bantering with ellie on patrol. i don't think she'd actually be this playful on patrol, because ya know...infected...but pretend she is for the sake of the fic!

warnings: reader and ellie curse, and reader is mean to ellie for the beginning...but trust it's for a reason oooooh reader with a dark past.......

a/n: in my mind ellie is still her fun and loving 14 year old self and nothing bad ever happened to her ever to make her sad. please enjoy and be kind :)

wc: 1.7k

*Knock knock knock*

Jumping at the sudden sound, you hear muffled shouting coming from your front door. Shaking your head, you try to listen to what the person is saying. Unsure of who it is, or what they're saying, you furrow your eyebrows and just continue getting dressed.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

More muffled shouts, although you could almost make out the words "patrol" and "hurry up" spilling from the other end. Sighing audibly, you sauntered to the front door and opened it wide, giving the perpetrator a pointed look.

"Jesus Christ, there you are. Maria assigned us to patrol together, I've gotta show you the ropes. Let's go."

You take a deep breath and step out onto your front porch, the bite of the morning air causing goosebumps to rise on your arms. While you put on your jacket, the auburn-haired girl turns around towards you,

"You know, I was starting to thing you were dead in there. What took you so long to answer the door?"

Still in a haze from the abrupt interruption to the beginning of your day, you mumble out a "don't worry about it. Let's just get going."

The girl shrugs and continues walking towards the front gates of Jackson, explaining the protocol to patrol.

"...since we're taking a shorter path today, we won't need horses. You'll get to that eventually."

Walking out of the gates, the silence between the two of you is thick. Not necessarily tense, just...there. The sun is still relatively low in the sky, and the air smells clean. You take a look at your surroundings as you walk beside the girl, not having been outside of Jackson since you arrived a couple of weeks ago. And even then, you were too out of it to even pay attention to the world around you. Your thoughts were soon interrupted by your partner,

"So...what's your name?" She shoots a look at you from over her shoulder as you both continue walking on the path. You tell her your name, not even having to ask her before she introduces herself as Ellie, and reaches her hand out to shake. Pretending you didn't see it, even though you obviously did, you continue walking past her. Small talk and politeness not being something you were raised up on, and not necessarily caring to start it now.

Ellie ticks her chin to the side and looks around, but continues to catch up to you. "Okay..." attempting to lighten the mood, she teases by saying, "What do you have to be grumpy about? I'm the one that has to walk with you." She lets out a small smirk as she sees you roll your eyes,

"Oh fuck off." You reply.

She bursts out laughing, "You know for someone so new you sure have a mouth on you." She then continues to walk as she speaks, gesturing towards you and waiting for you to catch up. Despite Ellie's efforts to lighten the mood or get you to say more than five words, you remain silent and continue walking. Ellie glances at you briefly as you walk in silence and sighs,

"No sense of humor at all, God. No wonder Maria wants you out here." She turns back around at you and looks forward again. You let out a small chuckle but remain just as silent as before. Ellie suddenly stops walking and turns towards you with a look of mock horror. You stop in your path and furrow your eyebrows, widening your eyes, "What?"

"Oh my God she can laugh!" She then bites back a laugh as you flip her off. Unfortunately, you're starting to get the impression that Ellie only sees your attitude and lack of talking as a challenge and an invitation. She follows close behind you as she mumbles teasingly, "Oh man, I've gotten under your skin already. Maria should've warned me you were this soft." Quietly, but loud enough so you could hear it.

Shaking your head and rolling your eyes, you grumble "I wish Maria would've told me you don't know how to shut the fuck up." Ellie stops for a second, and looks at you. For a second you think you may have struck a nerve, the slightest amount of guilt creeping up into your conscience. Now a few feet ahead of her, you look back at her with an unreadable expression on her face, but that guilt is immediately erased the second she bursts out laughing again.

"You know. You might not be so bad after all" She speeds up to catch up with you and starts walking beside you.

"If you can take being insulted and then flip it back on me like that, I think we might be able to have some fun on this patrol, I think."

You try to hide your smile but Ellie sees it out of the corner of her eye, smirking to herself. You continue walking for a few moments, lost in your own thoughts of the infected, Jackson, the infected, Jackson, Rachel, the infected, until Ellie breaks the silence, again. This time you can't tell if you're relieved or annoyed that she broke that thought loop.

"So, I've got to ask. Do you always get this easily riled up when people joke with you? Or am I just that special?" She turns towards you with a slight smirk on her face, obviously trying to see how far she can push you.

"You're just that special, Ellie." You reply sarcastically with a fake smile, and shove her shoulder. She's caught off-guard by the shove, but regains her composure quickly.

"I'll take that as a compliment."

She smiles at you playfully, then her tone sounds half-serious as she replies,

"But if you shove me again, then I might just have to show you how rough around the edges I really am."

You gasp and put your hand to your chest, "Oh please spare me Ellie!"

She shakes her head and shoves you, slightly harder than you did her. You furrow her eyebrows and regain your balance, then flip her off and continue down the well-worn path in front of you.

"You know what?" Ellie asks after more silence. You sigh at the intrusion and look over at her, eyebrows raised, "What, Ellie."

"I kind of like you. You've got spunk. And to think, when Maria first told me I was partnered with you I was actually a little pissed off."

Turning to her once again, you furrow your eyebrows and curl up your lip, "Oh fuck you, you didn't even know me?" Ellie laughs again at your response, having the time of her life going back and forth with you like this.

"Oh, c'mon, don't get your panties in a twist now. You just make it too easy." As she speaks, she playfully pokes you in the side, to which you flick her on the head. Ellie lets out a dramatic sigh.

"Did you have to resort to physical violence already? I thought you were better than that." She continues walking, still smiling at you.

"You poked me first. C'mon...don't we have infected to kill?" You deadpan. She shrugs and speeds up her pace to walk beside you. When she reaches you, she nudges you with her shoulder, and you ignore it. Then, she nudges it again,

"Are you mad at me? Wait...nevermind. Yeah, I know the answer. But, you can't stay mad at me." You roll your eyes and stay silent, after only a few seconds, Ellie asks,

"Are you still mad?" You stop walking and look at her for a few moments, eyes squinting. Ellie's lips curl up into a grin, thinking of something else to say.

"Hey, tell you what. If you admit that you aren't mad at me anymore and that you're actually starting to have a good time, we can move on with this patrol and I'll leave you alone..." She trails off and smirks at you, eyes wide.

You continue to stare at her, entering an unintentional staring contest with her. Her lips curl into themselves as the only sound you can hear is from the slight breeze and creek a further ways away. You're not sure if you start smiling because of the look on her face, or if it's because you actually aren't mad, but nonetheless one creeps up onto your face while staring at her. Ellie notices your expression and smiles back.

"You're cracking, I can tell. Just say it, and this can all be over."

She stands waiting for you with a cocky smile on her face. You sigh dramatically and place your index finger and thumb in between your eyebrows,

"You know you're really annoying, right?"

Ellie let outs a little "Oh!" of surprise as if she were hurt by your comment. She then pretends to be offended, putting her hands on her hips and looking away from you.

"You know, it does hurt my feelings when you say things like that..." She then turns back around, the smile still on her face. You breathe out a small laugh and beckon for her to follow you on the path and keep up. Out of your peripheral vision, you see Ellie biting back a smile, cracking herself up. Eventually, you look her way and open your mouth to say something. She notices this and glances towards you with a small smile, letting you know she's listening.

"You just..." You start, "it took you approximately thirty minutes to break down my cold, mysterious girl exterior I've spent years building. That's really fucked up." You point at her, eyebrows raising. Ellie laughs at your response.

"Hey, it's not my fault you have a soft spot for playful insults and roughhousing." She bumps you on the shoulder before continuing to walk.

"But...now that you've opened up. Wanna tell me why you've got that... 'cold, mysterious girl exterior?'" You pretend to think for a moment before simply saying, "Nah."

Ellie scoffs, "Of course, sooo mysterious," She teases, "Fine, keep it a mystery. I don't care." She crosses her arms and attempts to sell her lie, and fails.

"Yes you do care," You pause, "Buy me a drink tonight and I'll consider spilling all my dirtiest secrets."

Ellie laughs in response, "Deal."

[mystellenia]

sleepy late nights with ellie ୨ৎ

summary: both you and ellie wake up in the middle of the night and cuddle your way back to sleep.

content: answer to this req!! nothing nsfw :] just fluffy and ellie being stupid

notes: sorry i havent posted in a while.. but yes finals are coming up so i’ll prob kms soon. but i have this class where i hate the teacher and after finals i'm done with him FINALLY YESSS

(wc 1.0k)

a loud coughing fit came from over your shoulder where you slept in bed, making you open your eyes to see if it would stop. it did not, instead intensifying after you look over your shoulder to find a hunched over ellie sitting up with her legs swung over the edge of the bed. she notices that her coughing woke you up and she quickly palms her mouth, hoping to muffle the volume of the coughs. 

she tries—and fails—to get an apology out in between her coughs: "fuck- i didn't mean- didn't mean to wake you up." 

you simply watch with your eyes wide and brows drawn in naked concern. finally, she calms down and lowers her voice to a whisper. "sorry baby." 

rolling onto your back, you extend your hand out towards her and then stop it midair, shocked at how unconcerned she seems at her previous death hacks. 

"um, hello? are you okay?" you whisper-yell. 

she lifts the covers to get back into bed, trying to rub her eyes of the sleep that was so violently interrupted. "i woke up with the worst cotton mouth so i just drank whatever was on my nightstand. it was soda. squirt to be exact. i think i just asphyxiated." 

"stupid- why would you drink soda for thirst? drink water," you scold her. 

"it was right there- i just needed anything! i would've drank chocolate milk if it was right there!" 

"dummy," you huffed. the blinking led lights of the clock on ellie's nightstand catches your eye—it was just past two in the morning. yawning, you say, "just come back, let's sleep." 

she didn't resist—she looked exhausted. ellie was anything but a morning person, and she got cranky if she didn't get a full night's rest.  

scooting down to get under the blanket, she pulls it up to her chin and turns on her side to face you staring back at her. she moves with a shimmy to get closer to your body, pushing her legs in between yours and tangling them as she nearly presses her nose to yours. with a content sigh, she nuzzles into her pillow and closes her eyes. 

softly chuckling at her apparent routine to get resituated, you huff out a laugh, making her open her eyes. 

"what?" she murmurs, confused at what you were laughing at. 

"el, what do you mean what? i'm exhaling right into your nose and inhaling your breath." 

"just say you don't love me," she pouts, theatrically turning over to face her back to you and yanking the blanket. 

"you're so annoying," you say and roll your eyes while sitting up to litter her face in kisses. "please come back so we can share germs?" 

"that's more like it." she returns to her previous position with her legs tangled in yours and face a centimeter from yours. 

her head pushes forward for a second to drop a kiss on your lips—just a quick goodnight. "'night, baby." 

you laugh, "good night, ellie." 

you settle into your pillow and close your eyes to begin to drift off to sleep when you feel the weight of ellie's head lift off of her pillow. after a second or two, you open your eyes to a squint to see ellie looking at you in disbelief. 

"can you give me a kiss back or should i roll back over and social distance again?" 

"oh my god, ellie, can we sleep?!" she raises her eyebrows in expectation, giving you her cheek to kiss. "my stupid big baby."  

you plant your hands on either side of her jaw, speaking and punctuating every few words with a kiss. "yes, i love you,"--kiss--"yes, i wanna exchange microorganisms with you,"--kiss--"no, i don't want us to sleep six feet apart,"--kiss--"...but... drinking squirt three seconds after you open your eyes is actually insane, baby." 

you see in her eyes how badly she wants to throw something back at you, but her cheeks are barely containing her suppressed smile, so instead she just giggles and lays her head back on her pillow, the tip of her nose tickling yours. 

"good nighttt," ellie whispers in a sing-songy tone, kissing your lips once, twice, three times before settling back in her nose-to-nose position. 

"you're so cute," you blurt out, pulling the blanket up and tucking it under your chin. 

her words started to slur, her syllables beginning to blend together by exhaustion. "d'you wanna order food tomorrow morning for breakfast in bed?" 

"it is tomorrow—it's, like, 2:30 now." 

she kisses her teeth in irritation. "you fuckin' smartass," she murmurs, a long yawn following. "do you want to or no?" 

"duh i want to. i can't wait to get fat together." 

she takes so long to respond that you think she's dozed off until she mutters out, "perfect," a sleepy smile taking over her face. 

"can... can we get caprisuns in the cup for him, too?" she adds on nonsensically. 

"baby, what?" you question, unable to make any sense of her... request? her statement? she's too tired to be speaking. 

ellie's breaths slow down again, making you think she's actually fallen asleep until she hums to get your attention. you hum back at her to show you're listening, and she starts to speak. 

"can we get a liter of squirt tomorrow with breakfast?" 

"what the fuck. bedtime now. good night," you say, shutting down her meaningless rambling to go to sleep. right before your eyes shut, you notice her soft pout at you silencing her, but it fades off into a smile as you fall asleep. 

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[ellieluvr420]

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[chasedbyatlantic]

puppy love, joel miller

summary: IN WHICH — when joel is upset, you do anything and everything in your power to cheer him up. this means showing him your new guitar skills, while singing one of his favourite songs to him.

warnings: post outbreak!joel, jackson!joel, implied relationship, gender!neutral reader, sub!joel, lovey dovey joel and reader, ellie being a little shit once again, swearing, literally all fluff because i can, brief mention of death/killing (very very brief! shows up like two times), bad descs of guitar playing since i haven't played in like 10 years LOL, lmk if i missed anything!

wordcount: 2.3k

a/n: my second fic!!!!! i sort of love this one?? also tysm for the love on my first! looking for moots too! hmu if you wanna <3 make sure to reblog, like, and comment on this plz and thank u! if u have any requests for a fic lmk (dms r open for it!) more to come soon xoxo

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God only knew what time it was. You had an infuriating day at work, training all new people on how to successfully patrol Jackson's surrounding areas, and how to not- well, die. This was always your least favourite time of year, to say the least. All the "fresh meat" had been selected to be potential patrolers, and they had to go through extensive training to make sure they were one hundred percent qualified and committed to the role.

Both you and Joel were practically put into this role by Maria (Joel's sister-in-law), not by force, but more of a "you would be doing the entire Jackson community a whole favour if you did this" sort of thing - guilt, most would say. Maria had even tried to get Ellie to help train people, but Joel almost killed Maria by his glare when she brought it up to the two of you.

Even though you hated this role in the community, you think Joel liked it. He had a bit too much fun getting to put kids in check, and humble them big time. At least it was only for a few months, you had kept reminding yourself. The few months were from early June until late September, though - the hottest months of the year. The before dawn wake up calls, and after dusk ends would only last for another month, since it was sometime in the middle of August right now.

After getting home extremely late, around an hour or two ago, you had already taken a shower and changed into more comfortable clothes before you went and sat on your back porch. Even though you didn't want to be outside anymore than you had to right now, Ellie had one of her friends over and wanted privacy. You love the kid, so you gave her the privacy (not much privacy, only hanging out in the living room of your home).

You were able to tell Joel was finished with his shower when you heard high-pitched and muffled screams coming from inside the house behind you. Just as you went to turn your head around to see what exactly the commotion he was causing inside was, the familiar figure of Joel Miller left the glass door, with the door slamming shut behind him. "Everything alright in there, cowboy?" You hummed to him as the nickname rolled off your tongue, scooching over on the step you were seated on to give the man some room to sit.

"Fucking Christ," He started as he took a seat next to you, "they were paintin' their nails, or somethin'. Said I wasn't allowed anywhere near 'em in that room, or they'd be off with me." Joel had grunted once he was completely lowered on this step, his bones weren't as good as they used to he would say.

This earned a snort from you, "No way- Ellie's paintin' her nails? Your girl's really growin' up, Joel." You couldn't believe she was doing this, to be honest. Ellie had stated to both you and Joel that she was not girly whatsoever, and would rather turn into a clicker than wear a dress or do her makeup. After you had said this to Joel, he looked to be upset. He didn't want Ellie growing up, his girl growing up. "Joking, joking."

He took his eyes off of you, and moved them forward. "Nah, you're right," Joel had sighed, "she won't need me soon. Soon she'll-" He had trailed off, quiet now. Fuck- why did you bring this up, you had thought to yourself. You could only place your hand on Joel's thigh. "She'll always need you, Joel. Shit, she'd be death without ya'. Lighten up a bit baby, she ain't going anywhere."

Joel knew it was true, he was just having a really emotional moment right now, it was most likely from being up since five in the morning. "Dunno 'bout that." He had only muttered, placing his hand over yours. You tsked, putting some pressure on his thigh as you got up in an awkward fashion. "Where are ya'-"

"I have an idea, hold on." You had cut him off, making your way back inside. You were engulfed by the sounds of laughter as soon as you stepped foot through the patio door. You were silent about it, not wanting to bother Ellie or her friend. You had silently moved to the house's spare room, where the three of you put anything and everything. You had grabbed what you were looking for almost instantly (it had a distinct shape) and made your way back outside.

Joel turned his head once you had stepped outside again, his eyes moving down to what you had in hand, then gaining eye contact. "Is that my-" he couldn't even finish his sentence. You grinned as you pulled the lawn chair over, placing the case on the floor and unlatching the sides. You had picked up the piece of polished wood and string and placed the curved part on top of your knee.

"Okay so," You had started as Joel turned around to give you his full attention. He looked handsome like this- more than handsome, actually. The way the dull light from inside of your home highlighted his face almost perfectly- ugh, you couldn't get enough of it. "From all of the, sort of, free time I have had in the last few months, I decided to sort of, really badly, learn a few songs?" It came out more of a question than it did a statement, and Joel took notice of this with only a laugh in return.

"Anything ya' play'll be gorgeous, baby." Joel could only look at you in complete awe; if he didn't love you one hundred percent before, he sure as fuck did now. Instead of sitting down, Joel stood up and was now leaning against the wooden beam behind him. He towered over you, only inches away- this got you on even more of an edge.

"Okay, please don't kill me if I don't get the chords right- I don't think I read the notes properly." You awkwardly chuckle as you avoid eye contact with Joel at the current second. Joel knows a guitar from the inside-out, but even if you messed up, he would not care at all. You took the time to learn his favourite instrument, and this only put him in an ecstatic mood.

"Pick a number one through three." You told him as you move your left hand up the neck, and your right arm drooped over the body. "Three." He replied almost too fast, he was just so eager to hear you play.

You brought your fingers through the strings before you started, making sure it was in tune. You glance up towards Joel, "It's in tune, right?" You ask him. A chuckle escapes his lips as he nods, "Don't worry baby, it is."

You (unfortunately) tore your eyes apart from Joel's as you focus on both your left and right hands now. Multitasking was hard for you before this, so you struggled a bit to play. You inhale slowly, placing your fingers on the top three strings on the fingerboard. You strum from both left and right, meeting to the middle string as the first chord.

"And they called it puppy love," your voice was quiet and sounded more hoarse than relaxed, which you mentally slapped yourself for. Before hounding yourself about it even more, you had to focus on changing the chords another four times as you repeated the strumming rhythm.

"Oh, I guess they'll never know," There wasn't any moving, or talking, or breathing (from the sound of it) from Joel. He was just- mesmerized, mesmerized by what you had been doing with your fingers, with your voice, with everything. If the world hadn't gone to shit, you most definitely would've had a big breakout as an up-and-coming music star, he had thought to himself.

"How a young heart, how it really feels, and why I love him so," You had changed the lyrics, and Joel noticed - you changed "her" to "him". Honestly, Joel only noticed because it was you singing it (and he loved you deeply), and that whenever he would spend time with his grandfather when he was little, this song was played a million times. Had he ever told you about his love for this song, or was it just a coincidence?

"And they called it puppy love," You repeated yourself, emotion starting to seep through your voice. "Just because we're seventeen," If you weren't so lost in your train of thought, of remembering where to put your fingers for the next chord, and the correct strumming pattern, and the lyrics, you would've noticed Ellie and her friend silently sneak out onto the porch.

"Tell them all, it isn't fair. To take away my only dream," You had paused strumming for a single second, it sounded like a dramatic pause in Joel's eyes. You had just completely lost your breath from a combination of singing and nerves. After the (painfully long, you thought) second was over, you started once again.

"I cry each night, my tears for you. My tears are all in vain," The chord pattern you had going changed for the last time, and your strums started to sound quiet, your voice dying out while all of this happened. Joel took notice of this, standing up completely now (from leaning against the wooden beam behind). The two girls behind you were still so silent, almost just as mesmerized with you as Joel was.

"Oh, I'll hope and pray, that maybe someday," You inhale as your thumb starts to brush down from the highest string to the lowest string, "You'll be back in my arms once again." A loud exhale falls through your mouth, followed by the two girls bursting out with clapping and compliments. This does nothing short than scaring the absolute fuck out of you, causing the guitar to slip out of your grip.

Luckily, with Joel being completely focused on you, he had came to the rescue and snatched the guitar before it had fell on the ground. You shoot him an apologetic look before turning around to the two girls, he just looks at you with understanding eyes. "You guys almost made me drop the fuckin' thing- how long were you there for?" You question them, eyeing between the two. Their clapping hands were now silent and playing with their thumbs, almost nervous from you.

"Ya' know what, it doesn't matter. Inside- go, it's bedtime." You had scolded the two, as if you were their mother. Ellie's friend had opened her mouth to say something, but was cut off by Ellie gripping her hand and yanking her back inside. You start to turn back to face Joel, after snapping. "Fuck, we can never have a minute of fuckin' sile-".

He cut you off by smashing his lips into yours. He was acting as if though he was touch deprived, if he hadn't seen you for years. You two just move in sync for what feels like forever (not that you're complaining, though), before you pull away.

Before you have the chance to say anything, Joel brings you to your feet and sets the guitar down on your previous seat, embracing you in a tight hug. You can feel his rough facial hair on the exposed parts of your neck as he exhales, you definitely don't mind. "I needed that more than anythin', darlin'." He admits to you.

"Anythin' for my favourite person." You remind him, bringing your hand to the back of his head. It was true, you would do anything for this man. You would steal for him, kill for him, anything he wanted.

The sun was threatening to peak through the moonlit skies, you knew you two had to be up and about soon enough, but that didn't stop you. You were laying in bed together, tangled between each other's arms. The covers were kicked off your shared bed, and a small breeze cruising the room every so often from the open windows.

"I think it's true." You had broken the comfortable silence that filled the room. Joel didn't move from his position (half of his body on you), just hummed with his eyes staying shut. "What is, baby?"

"The song- fuck, I don't want to sound cheesy or nothin'." You admit, before continuing, "You just, ya' know, I love you's all." You send a small squeeze through Joel's hand, that vibrates his entire body. This results in him dropping your hand and lifting it to wrap around your chest. "Nothin' cheesy 'bout that." His voice was even more hoarse than when you had lost your fears of singing in front of someone, in front of Joel. You now went silent, just loving his embrace.

"Darlin'?" He now broke the silence after a minute or two, eyes still shut and not moving whatsoever. You gave a hum in response, just like he did earlier. "Ya' said to pick a number between three before ya' played earlier, were the other options real?" This was your favourite, vulnerable Joel.

"It was, and before you ask-" you pause, bringing your hand to the back of his head, just like earlier. You ran your fingers through his restless curls. "-I'll play the rest for ya'. Promise." Joel had obviously liked this answer, as he responded with a sloppy kiss to your collarbone.

You would learn every lyric in the world, every chord in the world, every strum in the world, just for Joel to be happy. You didn't want anything more in this world than for him to be happy. If he was happy, so were you.

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puppy love, paul anka

[j0elmill3r]

“Giggling about how their friends haven’t found out about them yet even though they’re being so obvious” but instead of their friends, it’s joel 😭

You smiled at Ellie as she sat across from you on your bed, both of you sitting cross-legged as you looked into your girlfriend's eyes. She grinned as she placed her hand on the side of your face, leaning forward and kissing you softly. Even though you had been together officially for around 4 months now, her actions still made you blush.

You giggled again as she pulled away, Ellie tilting her head at your giggling. "What're you giggling about, pretty girl?" She asked you, a wide smile on her face at the sound of your laughing. Ellie found it ironic, like your father, Ellie was considered the grump of Jackson, while you were the exact opposite - Your sunshine personality often made her question if you were really Joel's daughter.

"You know, we haven't really been hiding that we're dating but my dad still hasn't caught on," You whispered to her, hearing your dad's footsteps coming to your room. Ellie grinned as she placed her lips on yours once more, her hands on either side of your face. "I love you, Els." You whispered once more. Upon your door opening, Ellie quickly sat up, trying to convey to your father that there was no prior engagement between the two of you.

"You two girls okay?" Joel asked, leaning against your doorway, his arms folded over his chest. Your dad was not a stupid man - Joel knew that you and Ellie were together, he saw the look on your face - but more specifically in your eyes - whenever Ellie came into the room, he noticed that Ellie's gaze often lingered on you for just a bit too long for it to be considered to be just friends as you had both claimed.

"Dad, can't you knock," You pouted, looking over at your dad as he stood in your doorway. "We're fine, go away." Joel smirked as he shook his head, uncrossing his arms and smiling at the two of you.

"Alright, alright, I'm goin'," He held his hands up as he backed away from your bedroom, closing the door behind him, but leaving it open just enough that you and Ellie wouldn't be able to get into any sort of trouble.

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Imma say this again and for the last final time. Everything I said was my opinion and my own beliefs on certain things and wasn't suppose to be taken to heart. But since people are here trying to argue my opinion down and are anonymously sending me shit over a literal opinion I have an opinion that literally 100+ people agree makes me believe that y'all don't respect people when they say they don't like something that makes them uncomfortable. These are pictures, not real characters you need to realize that the people who are saying these things are and for you to only care about your fake girlfriend fucking you or care only about yourself is stupid. I don’t care about what you didn’t like about what I said. I was for a moment but then I was like “why should I change my standpoint because these horny no loving bitches can’t grip the face of reality. And yes I am religious I’m just not a Christian and even when I was I knew not to look at a church in a sexual way. Y’all do know public sex is illegal right? Y’all gonna put y’all self into jail over something like this but who gives a fuck I don’t y’all do whatever the fuck you want. But like I said again it was my OPINION and my BELIEF. The same way I can’t change your opinion is the same reason you can’t change mine but I still take into consideration when things make people uncomfortable and try to side with them on why and learn to not do that thing around that person. Y’all on the other hand don’t.

And about my username and the Bella Ramsey thing from what I seen since I follow them that they supported Palestine cause they would post about it and ask people to donate to Palestine. I didn’t know about them liking Israel post and if I did a while ago I would have been and done something. I am in the process off revamping my account anyways so deleting and I guess coming up with a new username will probably be the thing I do.

And for the final time it is my opinion and you ain’t finna change my opinion just because your mad 🫶🏾

[venuiscmind]

I hope I’m not too late.

inspired by die hard by kendrick lamar and me being sad ooph. 

 Summary; Ellie comes back :)

Definitely not edited but proof read by a very tired me.

Pls send requests btw 

<3

When Ellie had looked up at you with her green glassy eyes saying “I can’t” you felt as though your entire world had crumbled at your feet. You simply looked at her because that was all you could do.  

You looked at the hair she had cut after an especially bad night, which you had styled for her, the hands you had patched up and kissed affectionately after you had settled back into Jackson. The skin you had put ointment on when the sun had begun dancing over Jackson and had stung her because she had sat outside for too long and lost track of time staring at the clouds in the field.  

You had walked up behind her and ran your fingers through her hair as she wrapped a hand around your thigh and nuzzled her cheek into you. Maybe this would be enough for her you thought. Cradling her head, you prayed to whatever was out there, that they would listen to you and make this enough for her.  

You carded a hand through the field, as you guided her back into the house. You could feel her eyes piercing your skull and could feel the emotions that her body held. You didn’t stop walking however.  

You would always be here to guide her back, you hoped she knew that much at least. You squeezed her hand and when she squeezed back you felt a tug on your heart. You kissed her in that field, the golden stalks waving you both goodbye when you got into the house.

You could feel it though. The dread that had slowly been suffocating both her and you, encasing the farm. Maybe that was why it hadn’t exactly surprised you when Ellie had said the words. You could feel the sting behind your eyes and your chest. You knew your eyes were reddening as had hers.  

You always knew while she had loved you with all she could, she would always have to leave. She simply wasn’t at piece here. Maybe she was never there at all. She was though, physically at least. You had turned your back on her but could hear her approaching you and wrapping her calloused hands around your waist.

She murmured into your skin, that she loved you, that she would be back and that she would beg you to forgive her. She turned you around and pressed your foreheads together. You let out the sob that you had been holding in and let your lips and face fall. You kissed her with everything you had and held onto her like she was all you had because it was true. She put her hands around your waist and kissed you back letting the sun rays hit her through the windows of your shared home.

She pulled away giving you a final look and turning around before she changed her mind, Ellie knew this could not go on. She couldn’t spend a night in piece without trying to find her. Then she could get back to you. She picked up her bag and quickly opened and shut the door in one movement, wiping her eyes when she was in the golden fields.

You however had had enough. A week into waiting you packed up everything you had and moved back into your house in Jackson welcomed back by an apologetic Tommy which you had shaken off.

Weeks turned into months, watching the summer pass you by, hoping that Ellie woud knock on your door after the weeks had forced you both to change. You took on farming assignments.  

You couldn’t bear to go on patrols anymore after a rancid dream ending with you finding Ellie just outside of Jackson’s walls. You had simply sat up with your knees huddled up to your chest after that. You knew Ellie had changed after that patrol. She had turned into something else that seemed unstoppable but that did nothing to stop you from letting worry consume you all hours of the day.

After assignments you imagined her back in your bed, counting her freckles, dancing with her in the kitchen, giggling when she had to kneel when you twirled her, the smell of smoke when she tried to make you breakfast or waking up to her already looking, blushing at getting caught and grinning wolfishly at you.  

You were past your breaking point, eventually giving up on assignments but both Tommy and Maria who had patched things up were more than understanding had covered you. You confined yourself to your house not being able to stand the pitying looks of people who had watched you over the summer.  

You would wait for her here you thought. You watched the moon wax and wane and the sun rise waiting for her to walk through the streets and look up at you, as raw as she had left.

You had dreamt of her that night. You could tell by the streaks that had been left on your face and by the heaviness of your limbs. Then, as the sun poked again through your curtains you felt her. You could feel the weight of her gaze first, then you felt the bed dip, like a planet bending the space beneath them. She grazed her knuckles against your face as you awoke.  

You could stay like this forever you thought. Then nothing would have to change. It would be like nothing had changed, like she hadn't left you to bloody the hands that stroked you at dawn.  

But you opened them, blinking at her. And there she was, watery eyes looking down at you. She leaned down and kissed your cheeks as you wrapped your arms around her to welcome her back into your world.

You stripped off her jacket and pushed off the soiled tank that she had no doubt been living in for the past few months and her jeans too. You let her hands roam around your body, and she slipped inside you like she had just been there yesterday. She belonged here you though as she kissed you taking all the air you had.  

After, you huddled, sitting with her under the bedsheets, watching the sun rise. You belonged here with her like this.  

[elleloquently]

how would ellie react to her gf loving coffe? this whole “coffetastelikeburnedshit” between ellie and dina gets me every single time😭😭😭😭😭

I am very much a tea drinker myself but sometimes if you get the right thing, coffee can be a good treat alright?? alright! (also note the fact that caffeine does absolutely NOTHING for me so that just . yeah)

anyway! i think she would def (lovingly) give her a hard time about it, whether it be in the tlou universe or a modern au, if she smells it she'll be walking into the room all dramatically, "OH MAN THE SMELL" totaaally playing it up bc she's obnoxious and a dork

-acts like she'll refuse to kiss her gf after drinking coffee, complains that the taste lingers and it's simply too strong but she only holds out on that for like . two minutes tops.

-she'll steal sips from her gf occasionally if she asks ellie to try it or just because she's curious, especially if it's a modern au and you get like.. fancy or interesting flavored drinks

-alwaaaays makes a face about it

-despite the difference she's soft for her gf so she supports her habit 🙄 notices when she's running low and will go out of her way to get coffee for her gf

actually i think she secretly finds the smell of coffee comforting, it reminds her of joel

[girlwithdreams-insideherhead]

i'm here to fantasize and masturbate

[minustwofingers]

i hope that i don’t actually need to say this bc i feel like my reader base is very slay and sexy and cool but if ur one of the anons that bullied elleloquently into leaving…go ahead and unfollow u are unwanted here

[sidefanficaccounttohidemyshame]

Somebody write ghostface Ellie Williams or Abby Anderson pls...I've been diagnosed with too horny disease and my doctor says ghostface Ellie and/or Abby content is the only cure 😔

[sourholland]

hi guys! it has been so long since i’ve done one of these sleepovers, like probably over a year and a half and i decided it’s time :)

this sleepover will last from the 24th of march (today) to the 29th of march (wednesday)—you can send in asks from now and onwards to then to participate in the sleepover 🌷

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» BLURB REQUESTS 🍀

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[mystellenia]

ellie with a clumsy gf ୨ৎ

summary: how ellie cares for her clumsy girlfriend

content: nothing thats nsfw!! just ellie being a cutie concerned gf

notes: answer to this req!! SHES SO PUPU BABYGIRL IN THAT PIC I WANNA BITE HER JFWIBFJWKRJR. she's actually so beautiful i can't. entirely unrelated: idk how i feel about this... but i’m trying not to be like EW I HATE THIS FUCK THIS ITS SO BAD. like i dont even feel like that but we already know how i feel about this formatting. its growing on me tho

(wc 0.39k) so short i know guys i gotta dip my feet

constantly laughing but also concerned at how you manage to trip and bump and bruise yourself up on literal air

in apocalypse au, she's always been very aware of her surroundings bc of patrol and combat and stuff so she tries to keep you out of the way of things that she knows you'll bump into

always has an ice pack chilled and ready to go in the freezer in case you bump yourself real hard and it's sore because ice helps bumps not bruise right when you get them (looking at you guys clumsy ladies write that one down)

always warns you about things right as they're happening since you get into things SO FAST

like just as you're bumping into something or dropping an item she's blurting out, "wait! there's- a shirt on the floor"/"remember- that the washing machine door is open"/"baby, you're gonna drop that- just... like you did just now. you okay?"

always asks what you did to get a new bruise. she'll notice a new one and joke, "oh, what did you do this time?" and you'll respond, "i may have walked into the dishwasher while the door was down... but this one doesn't hurt that bad 😁" it's become like a little game

she's become sooo desensitized to any bump or bang sound in the house bc she knows its just you. not to say she doesn't care about you getting hurt--she immediately throws out a "you good?!" or "you need me?"--she just knows you know what to do: ice pack or heat compress. it's routine now.

read that low vitamin c levels make you bruise easily, so always has vitamin c rich snacks stocked up. oranges and strawberries and other fruits, always ready!

she's so stupid in love that she'll cut the fruits up into hearts or try nd make the most simple little animals with them from some mother of 3's tutorial on instagram reels and genuinely gets upset when she can't recreate them.

^ like you notice her absolutely maiming some apples and ask, "ummm why are you slicing and dicing that poor apple?" and she'll mumble, "it's supposed to be a stupid crab."

and for my ladies with darker skin where bruises aren't as visible or even just pale skin that just doesn't bruise easily, she's still just as concerned. and since there is no visible warning of a sore spot, she's hurriedly apologizing after pressing on a sore spot or laying on a tender patch.

@abbysbug @picklesarenice69

hello to my clitter critters. soooooooo erm sorry about going like basically inactive for like 2 weeks i got into the fight of a lifetime with my mother 😊 we still beefing 😊 dw tho when she's old and wrinkly i’ll have power of attorney and trust the cord WILL be plugged.

like i’m joking but as of now that bitch is an opp fr

but anywhoooo i’m back. and my dinosaur of a laptop had a health scare and i thought i was gonna have to plan a funeral for her but she went to the doctor (apple store) and she's all better. idk how it still works so well now bc my mom got this when obama was still president 😆 don't y'all worry tho this motherboard does nothing but purr we chillin (the fan turns on whenever there are too many graphics moving)

[freementallyillkid]

Care

e.Williams

Should be gender neutral and pic friendly pls tell me if it’s not and I’ll fix it!

Word count: 1.8k

Cw: probably inaccurate depiction of depression, non-sexual nudity, not proof read

You were laying in your bed face buried in the mound of pillows you had created. Judging from the light that had been streaming through the curtains for the past few hours, forcing you to flip over as it hurt your eyes, it was probably around midday, but you couldn’t find the energy to get up, it's not like you had anything to do today anyway.

What you didn’t realize was that you did have plans today.

You had promised Ellie, your girlfriend, that you would go out riding today and have a little picnic since it was getting warmer and both Jesses and Maria said you could go. Ellie who was on her way to your little house right now to see why you hadn’t met her at the horses.

You were still in bed trying and failing to find the energy to get up, you could get some food, maybe take a shower or brush your teeth you thought distantly. Your daydreaming was interrupted by a set of loud knocks on your door. Groaning you slowly slid out of bed taking a moment to find your fluffy slippers and wander over to your door; opening it.

You were surprised to be met with Ellies face scrunched up in worry and a little flush, she probably ran to get here. Wordlessly you stepped back to let her in, as she did she looked you over she could tell you were tired and that you had clearly just gotten out of bed from your disheveled state. She moved towards you taking your hand with one of hers and the other one cupping your face as she looked at you, “Is everything okay baby?”

Now it was your turn to scrunch up. “Why wouldn't I be okay?” You asked, your voice barley louder than a whisper dripping with exhaustion despite all you did today was sleep and lay in bed.

She looked down and removed her hands, but kept her closeness shyness and a little embarrassment seeping into her body language as she fiddled with her pinky. “We were gonna go out and hang out today...” She mumbled blush dusting her cheeks, “but when you didn’t show up I got worried. Thought something might have happened.” Your eyes widen remembering the plans you had both made a month or so prior. You had been in a manic period, over scheduling yourself and not thinking ahead, yet again.

Idiot.

Taking a step forward you step forward and take her hand again resting your forehead on her shoulder, “ ‘M sorry Ellie I didn't mean to forget I just…” your trail off trying to explain who you wouldn’t have been able to drag yourself out of bed to go out if your house was on fire. Ever patient Ellie waits for you to gather your thoughts, squeezing your hand and tilting her head to face you more to let you know she was listening. It made your eyes sting as tears built up. When you didn’t say anything more she turned to fully face you gently lifting your face from her shoulder.

Seeing the worry in her eyes only made the tears build up faster. You were worrying her for no reason again. “I-I’m sorry Ellie,” you whimpered as tears started to make their paths down your face, “I don’t want to be like this. I didn’t mean to-” Your build up of emotions pushing forward against you will.

She quickly shushed you, hugging you tight to her body, rubbing your back. “It’s okay baby I got you.” She mumbled into your temple, peppering it with kisses as best she could without moving too much “You didn’t do anything wrong.” You try and protest, shaking your head no, but she wasn’t having any of it. Carefully she adjusted her grips and picked you up bridal style with your face still buried in her neck.

She carried you down the hall and back to your room taking care to not step on discarded clothes and trash. Too busy internally yelling at yourself for getting so worked up you hadn't realized she set you back down in your bed until you felt her craw in bed beside you. Tossing one of the many soft blankets over both of you and hulling you over till you were comfortably curled up beside her, head on her chest.

Another sob racked through your chest making it hard to breathe. “Hey hey hey calm down I've got you. Breathe with me.” She instructed, breathing in and out slowly waiting for you to copy. You did though your breath came out weird and jumpy sense you hadn’t fully calmed down yet. While you tried to breathe normally again you unintentionally breathed in some of Ellie's scent. She smelled nice like fresh soap, the forest and springtime you breathed it in deeply, washing you over with a sense of comfort.

You stayed there curled into her side for an unknown amount of time as you calmed down and Ellie whispered soft words of comfort to you. You looked up at her trying to blink the crust out of your eyes, you had to look terrible, bleary eyes and puffy eyes, a runny snot filled nose from all the crying and yet Ellie looked at you like you were a supermodel or something, she traced random designs on your back. “ I’m sorry for forgetting-” you started, but Ellie quickly cut you off.

“Don't worry about it. I’m serious babe it’s not that big a deal.” The earnestness in her eyes and voice made you believe her, but that didn’t stop the guilt pooling in your gut. You just nodded and let your head drop down onto her chest again.

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After another Long moment Ellie shifted so she was sitting up. Patting your thigh she murmured, “Come on, you gotta get up and running.” You make a noise of disagreement and she sighs. “Don’t make me drag your ass out.” she warns before her voice softens again, “Just to take a quick shower and eat something?”

You groan again, it’s the least you could do considering you ruined your date. For the second time you slid out of bed while Ellie walked around your room in search of clean clothes and a towel.

Holding hands you made your way to the bathroom. Ellie flicked on the lights bathing the whole room in the terrible fluorescent lighting and set down the clothes on the sink counter. Twisting to face the other side of the small bathroom to turn on the faucet to the shower making it spray out ice cold water. While she fiddled with the knobs to get the old thing to warm up you slowly undressed.

Once she got it to an acceptable temperature she turned back to face you, her eyes darting over your body quickly before meeting your eyes. “You look nice.” She teased with flushed cheeks and a small smirk on her lips. You couldn’t help yourself snorting, shoulders shaking slightly with laughter. Still laughing quietly, you step in the shower, Ellie following shortly after.

The warm water felt nice on your skin warming your chilly body up from the cold bathroom. You let out a dramatic sigh as your body slowly relaxed. Behind you Ellie was shuffling around and grabbed a bottle of shampoo, pumped some in her hand and started massaging it in your hair making you relax further.

Ellie lathered up a washcloth with soap and continued to help you wash yourself pepering light kisses on your soapy shoulder or temple occasionally or whispering sweet words in your ear as she gently detangles your knocked hair. By the time you finish the room feels thick with steam the small mirror completely fogged up and still after you're done the both of you stay in the shower for another ten minutes swaying back and forth while you buried your face in her shoulder.

Gently patting your hips where hands had been resting Ellie mumbled into your hair “Come on let's get you dried.” Reluctantly you detached from her and let her reach around you to turn off the spray of water and pulled back the curtain to grab a towel. Thanks to the extended amount of time you guys spent in the shower the room itself was still nice and warm.

Grabbing the towel Ellie took her time drying you off despite your protest that you could do it yourself. The soft towel gilded across your body soaking up the water that was dripping from your hair and body before to make you cold, then helping you put on your even softer pajamas and gently brushing through your still damp hair for the last time. You had to admit it even if you had protested that you could do these things yourself. It felt amazing to have someone else take care of you, especially when you lied about being able to do it yourself, at least for the moment, and couldn’t find the energy to do it yourself.

With some push back you were able to get her to let you do the same for her kissing any for her many scares when you could. Giggling and exchanging giddy glances everyone and a while as you finished up in the bathroom.

After you were done in the bathroom Ellie once again dragged you to a different area of the house this time the dining/kitchen room where Ellie sat you down as she rummaged through your fracking pathetically empty fridge somehow managing to find a few eggs and some fruits. Moving to the stove she cooked the eggs just the way you liked and cut up the fruit and placed them in front of you along with a glass of water and sat down next to you.

She watched as you ate, making sure you actually ate it instead of just pushing it around on your plate. Upon your questioning she also told you about her day, right now she was telling you about how Jesse had nearly face planted into a mud puddle showing off some of the kids. Who were completely unimpressed which had thrown Ellie and Dina, who had watched it all go down from afar, into a laughing fit.

“Well at least he made the both of you laugh.” Smiling slightly at the amusement your girlfriend took in one of her closest friends getting embarrassed.

She merely shrugged, “I guess you're right, as always.” Standing up to take your plate and quickly wash it off in the sink and refill your water. “Let's get back in bed and we can do our picnic tomorrow if you're feeling up to it, yeah?’

You nodded following behind her the wonderful feeling of contentment washing over you as you both crawled into bed and were soon enveloped in Ellie’s warmth and familiar smell as you relaxed into her, grateful that you had someone in your life to help you when you were struggling. You snuggled into each other as you slipped into peaceful sleep.

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Hope y’all liked it, sorry the ending was kind rushed I just really wanted to get this out. 🫶🏻

[chasedbyatlantic]

when you wash your hair, joel miller

summary: IN WHICH — you decide to surprise a sleeping joel after you've been working all day outside of jackson's walls, but it doesn't go as you plan.

warnings: gender neutral x joel miller, post outbreak!joel, jackson!joel, mentions of you and joel in a relationship, sub!joel, joel has ptsd, joel almost hurts reader (doesn't tho so dw!), lots of fluff at the end, cute ending, lots of swearing, ellie being annoying as per usual LOL. lmk if there’s anything i missed <3

wordcount: 2.6k

a/n: hiiii this is my very first fic on tumblr! i have been obsessed w/ tlou for the LONGEST time now so why not start writing for my fav fictional mass murderer? anyway- hope u guys enjoy! i plan to post a ton more so stay tuned xoxo

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You had just finished an ungodly long shift along the outskirts of Jackson, keeping everyone inside safe from- well, whatever lay outside (scary squirrels, mostly). It had been so different since you arrived, with Joel and Ellie. For starters, you weren't kept on edge every single second of every single day - Joel was, which you always got pissed at him for, since you two were more than safe inside these walls. There was also the fact that life had sort of just- resumed, after twenty years of fighting for your life. It was alright, though, a sense of normalcy was nice, even if it were to only last for a little while (you were hoping it lasted forever).

As soon as you were inside the gates of Jackson, you rode over to the stables in which your horse, Leo, was housed at. The big wooden doors were opened by a stable hand that looked no older than Ellie, maybe she knew who this was, you thought to yourself.

You had slid the kid a small "thank you." as they closed the door behind you, and you hopped off Leo. You reached in your bag and scrounged for a second, before pulling out an apple core, the remains of the apple you had eaten earlier. "Here boy," your hand raised towards the horse's snout with the leftovers in-palm, and he took it as if it were the best thing in the world.

Leo munched away while you swapped his bridle for a halter and lead, tugging him to his freshly-mucked stall. He had walked over to his water bucket and you moved with him, undoing his girth and removing his saddle. It was hoisted over your arm as you moved out and locked his stall. "Excuse me," You called over to the stable hand that had let you in as you put all of his tack on the stand in front, "Do you mind brushing him down for me? I've had a long day and gotta get home quick."

The kid nodded their head eagerly, which had earned a smile from you. You weren't lying about having a long day or needing to get home quick - besides, you had always stayed after your shifts, right now you were just craving to see your favourite person (and a warm bath too, you had guessed).

You had removed your gloves as you took one last glimpse at your boy before you left him to be taken care of by the stable hand. As you walked out of the stable, you were greeted with a nice breeze. It wasn't exactly winter yet, but it sure as hell wasn't summer. Autumn was close on finishing, which only meant the days were getting longer.

It took you a mere twenty five minutes to walk back to the Miller residence. If you had a little pep in your step, it would've taken no longer than fifteen. But, being up since before sunrise has its cons. Anyway, it isn't your fault that Tommy and Maria (Joel's brother and new sister-in-law) placed you guys in the farthest house literally ever.

As you approached closer to the home, you could see the familiar little (she would kill you if she heard you describe her as little) girl. The girl took notice of you too, "Fucking finally!" Ellie had kicked up her skateboard, grabbing the tip of it, and came running over. "Jesus Christ, I thought you had got eaten by like- fucking bigfoot out there!", She seemed to be only half-joking.

"I was not eaten out there, Ellie." You sigh as you messed her hair up slightly with your hand, "Is Joel still out on patrol?" You had asked the girl. Her face dropped, earning an "ugh!" from her. "You two love birds are gross. You should care more about me than him! He's a frail, broken, old man while I'm a super cool, and totally awesome young person." You rolled your eyes, an automatic laugh escaping your lips. "Another half an hour out here, Elle. It's almost sundown- and please be careful, for fuck sakes. I don't want to be popping your kneecap back in place because of a fall off that- board."

You weren't Ellie's mom, and you didn't mean to take any place of a motherly figure in her life - it just, sort of happened. After what had happened in Salt Lake City a year ago, and you had fought for Ellie back alongside Joel, you couldn't help but grow so much more attached to her- you and Joel both. This is when your motherly instincts (you were never a mother, not before or during this apocalyptic world) kicked in. You both shared a special bond, one that would never be broken, despite the cruel world you both live in.

A small grunt and a "fine" escaped the girl's lips as she flips her board down and kicks off down the street. You shake your head with an almost disapproving look and walk down the rest of the block to your home. A small smile plays upon your lips as you approach the house with a mailbox at the bottom of the driveway that reads "MILLER". Your last name was not Miller, but you were in a relationship with a Miller, so that could maybe, in the slightest, count as your name too.

Your hand brushed past the rusted metal box as you walk up the paved drive way, you're excited to see Joel. Hell, it feels like it's been an eternity since you've seen that man - when in reality, it's only been since this morning. You climb up the wooden stairs at the front of your porch and remove your boots before entering the house - this saved horrid amounts of mud that would scatter in the small foyer of your home. Once your feet are out of your dirty boots, you silently enter the home.

The door was never locked, not when Joel knew you or Ellie weren't home. You didn't know why he kept it unlocked- maybe in case something had happened and you needed to get home fast, or in case you would lose your keys while out and about. It wasn't that big of a deal, though; nobody else lived in this part of the town (besides Tommy and Maria, who were distant neighbours).

It was dead silent when you entered, too eery for your liking. "Joel?" You called out as you shrugged off your autumn layers. No response. "Joel?" You call out once again, moving to where you had seen the light. You approached tip-toeing, starting to get a bit on edge. Joel was always there to greet you when you got home, unless he had patrol duty himself. As soon as you step foot in your living room, all of the previous worries you had melted away as you saw your favourite person curled up on the arm chair, sitting back and mouth open slightly. You wish you had a camera, god a polaroid of this would be amazing.

You approached him, quiet as ever, sliding the sleeves of your soft-knit sweater over ninety percent of your hands. You had brought your face closer to Joel's once you were close enough. The smell of his vanilla and rose scented shampoo had engulfed you. Joel said he hated it (in reality, he definitely did not), but if it made you love him a little more, he would wash his hair with it.

"You're perfect, you know that." You whisper to him, even though he was sound asleep. From the faded freckles over the bridge of his nose from being out in the sun too much this summer, to the small scars that littered his forehead from years of just surviving, he was perfect.

You breathed hushly as you moved your hands up to his face, to cup his cheeks. You thought it was perfect, for him to wake up to you (as if he didn't every morning) at this moment. You knew he missed you when he wasn't with you, he told you multiple times. This would be a nice thing to make his day slightly better, you had thought. Your fingers made soft contact with the flesh on his face - but, this is where it all went wrong.

Joel had shot up from the deep (well, you thought deep) sleep he was in and grabbed the hands that were touching his face. It hadn't registered to him that it was actually you who was touching his face, and not a clicker, or a raider, or anything else. Rage and a sense of fear filled his eyes as they shot opened, eyebrows furrowed as they looked around frantically - he was ready to fight.

A loud grunt and an "ow." escaped your lips once your hands were grabbed and yanked. It had happened within a blink of an eye. You weren't exactly in the mood for getting manhandled in this current moment, but here you were. "Joel- hey, hey, it's just me. You're okay." You spoke quick, trying to pry him off your hand.

It was now that his eyes had met yours, and it took him a moment (which felt like eternity) to process it was you. "Baby.." His grip immediately loosened and his eyes fell. He looked horrified, at himself rather than anything. "M'sorry." There was a tone in his voice that made him sound ashamed, like he had just broken bad news to someone he loved.

"Don't apologize to me, Jesus Christ." You spoke almost too fast and brought your hand to his face again, you felt bad for scaring him awake- your plan had massively backfired. It took Joel a minute before he melted into the touch of your hand in his cheek, something he will only do when it is only you and him around each other. "Shouldn't have been sleepin' while you weren't home." He muttered, his eyes looking everywhere but at yours.

Your heart ached, he shouldn't feel like this- fuck, you're so stupid for doing this you thought to yourself. "Don't apologize baby, hey-" You brought his focus to you, and only you, "-listen, you're alright, okay? We're safe here, you know. I'm safe, Ellie's safe, you're safe." You reassured the man in front of you. "If you want to sleep all day without a care in the world, you can do it."

Joel was being extremely vulnerable right now- and he knew that you sensed it. This part of him never came out, he was always the strong one in the relationship (not that you weren't, he just had that aura linked to him). Your finger rubbed back and forth over his cheek. "M'sorry for waking you from your nap- I was just too jealous of how peaceful you looked. All comfortable in your blue sweater.." your eyes started to trail down his body right in front of you, "-your sweatpants.." you snapped yourself out of the trance you had fallen in, your eyes reaching back up to Joel's.

He was just quiet, in his own thoughts. "Ya'know I love you." you told him. He looked like he snapped out of his own thoughts once you said this to him, the smallest smile known to man appearing on his face (it was genuine, though). "I know, darlin'." This was your cue, you reached forward and placed your lips onto Joel's. Now this, this was home- god, you could've had your lips on his all day for eternity. Joel melted into the kiss, and placed one of his hands on your thighs.

Things had got heated between the two of you within seconds, suddenly the positions were switched and you were straddling Joel on the armchair in your living room. It wasn't until you tore apart from his lips that it hit you. "Ellie’s going to be home soon, baby. We can't have her catching us like this- not again." You tell him as you catch your breath. His lips find your neck, he only hummed in response. After a moment of no proper response from him, you tap his shoulder, "Seriously, Joel!". He had grunted, basically forcing himself off of you. "So let her see us, not like she don't know 'bout it." He muttered, leaning back in the chair you two were in. "Oh, suddenly you're mister PDA?" You asked as you got up, stretching.

He said something under his breath that you couldn't catch, but chose not to pressure him about it. "But hey.." You grab his hand and help him up, "Maybe you could help me in the shower, hm? Let me borrow some o' that good smellin' shampoo ya' got? Wash my hair for me?” Your eyes met his, a smile completely lighting up your entire face. "I'on mind, doll. Maybe you could help me with a few things too," He reaches down, pressing a wet kiss onto your lips.

You take this as the perfect time to slip your fingers between his, and lead him up to the second floor of your large house. Even though you had completely scared the shit out of Joel earlier, and you thought you were a dead man for a split second, he forgave you. He always forgives you - this is why you love him.

Joel had promised you that he would always stay, no matter what had happened between you two. After years of being together, through your ups and your downs, through your serious arguments and your little scares (like this), he was yours. Joel was always yours, and you were always his.

You two come laughing down the stairs, completely soaked from the shower you had taken together. Joel was back in the clothes he wore when you got home, and you were changed into one of his shirts and a pair of sleeping shorts you had. He had his hand in yours as you lead him down the stairs. Before you could even step foot on the first floor, an "ew!" was yelled by a familiar voice.

"That is fucking disgusting- I cannot believe it! I can't leave you two together for more than thirty minutes before you turn into fucking rabbits. I may as well start thinking about names for the baby!" Ellie over exaggerates, acting completely disgusted from you and Joel holding hands.

Joel shoots Ellie a death glare as he drops his hand from yours momentarily, about to open his mouth before you interrupt. "Do I need to send you to your room, or something? You're so fucking crazy Elle!" You had let the little nick name slip out of your mouth, "You know I would never do anything unholy under the same roof as you." Well, you weren't lying. You and Joel never did it while Ellie was there, you didn't want anyone hearing what happened while you two were alone.

"Don't care, that's gross! Dinner is already made, I am GOING TO BED!" She had yelled as she was already half way up the stairs to her room on the second floor. Joel's hand snaked around your waist from behind as you tsk. "We got stuck with the most batshit crazy kid, I'm telling you."

Joel's hand tightens a smudge when you say that, "I love her though, and you I guess." He rests his head between the crook of your neck and slightly lets go once you add that. Even after the little bicker between the teenager, you couldn't help but smile to yourself.

Even though you were in the midst of an apocalypse, life couldn't have been anymore good to you. They gave you Joel, and you were content - more than content - with it.

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when you wash your hair, matt maltese

[san8ny]

NOBODY DOES IT LIKE YOU DO !

!: Ellie Williams X Fem!Reader - SMUT - PowerBottom!Ellie

?: I mean..no one really does it like you do, ask Ellie!

Ellie who whines when you thwack a large silicone cock against her lower stomach, impact play kink peaking through the blinds she holds when you pinch the small pudge on her inner thighs.

“Can I put it now, Ells? Pretty please?” You say energetically, a stark difference to her lethargic and evidently strap-drunk demeanor, “Y-yeah, baby. ‘Jus do it slowly..”

You nod, biting your bottom lip in awe as her pussy practically swallows it up inch by inch, “Ah..! It’s in!”

You lean your body over hers, supple breasts almost chest-to-chest with hers as you begin to move slowly, “You’re doing it so well.” Ellie coos, wanting so bad to capture your lips in a messy kiss when she sees how focused you are on pleasing her, following directions the way she wants. :(

“It’s like I can almost feel you, els.” You pant sweetly, doe eyes fixed on her closed ones, noting how the pleasure is written all over her face.

You’re a silly girl, you know you can’t feel her, but Ellie’s pussy clenches hard over the strap when you say that.

You wanna make her feel how she makes you feel, afterall..

and God, you swear Ellie feels so warm while you’re inside her, literally. You can feel the heat radiating off both of your bodies.

Cupping your cheek,

“Y-yeah? Shit—Uhn! You’re so good f’me, doll. Try speeding it up a little, I can take it.” She says through moans and hiccups, your hip bone pummeling into hers while your cock makes it’s way drawing all inside her.

You nod, leaning back as you grasp her thigh, putting it on your shoulder when you notice the small print on her lower stomach. You fuck her with newfound confidence, sweat trickling down your hairline with a smile on your face “L-like this?”

She nods erratically, sympathy of pleasure reaching new found heights of volume when you duck down and suckle her blushed erect nipple, “Fuuuckkk…” Ellie draws out in a high pitched voice, coil in her stomach feeling hotter and hotter like molten lava when she tips over, no longer being able to withstand your assult on her.

She creams all over your strap, some even splattering onto your own body when you thumb her engorged clit through the blissful orgasm, it’s a disgusting scene, really, but to you? It feels like an accomplishment.

Her chest heaves and falls with exhaustion, Ellie still not finding it in her egotistical state to tell herself you really just gave her the best fucking of her entire life. You poke a digit through her cheek, still having alot of pent up energy as you whine, “Hurry up and take a breather. I wanna eat it out of you now..”