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[ruelliee]

hii guys 💌 obviously i haven’t written anything yet, ive had just about zero ideas up until right now—let me know if you’d like me to write any of these:

[ruelliee]

i miss my girlfriend

gf ellie and dinosaurs + random silly ellie headcanons

warnings- nsfw towards the end

• you going to ellie’s house for the first time and her bed is covered with dino plushies n you just think it’s so cute

• you going out shopping and buying ellie a crochet dinosaur hat and putting it on her

“babe…i look ridiculous” ellie says looking at herself in the mirror.

“noooo baby you’re so adorable awww look at you” you say smiling at her; kissing her cheek as you adjust the hat

• ellie popping out of corners in your shared house, jump scaring you, shooting you with a fake gun she got at a carnival.

“ellieeee!!! ohmygosh” you shriek and jump back after hearing the fake gunshots the toy makes.

“boom boom, gotchu babe your dead” ellie says giggling.

you roll your eyes and take her gun from her and shoot her too. “you’re dead too now haha”

“babeee that doesn’t count,” she whines

• you know damn well ellie got some dinosaur boxers she’s such a loser i love her i can just imagine you coming home and her running out the bedroom

“babe babe look what i got!!” she says out of breath, all excited with wide eyes

you haven’t even put your bags down yet, “w-what? what el what is it?”

“i’ve been waiting to show you all day” ellie says smiling and she just unties her sweatpants strings and drops her pants and you just see her bright ass neon green boxers with dinosaurs on it

“el-ellie oh my gosh” you say holding back your laugh, “there so cute, there so…you”

ellie furrows her eyebrows and pulls her pants up again “what is that supposed to mean?”

“nothing baby cm’here” you say pulling her in for a kiss. she kisses you so softly then pulls away “did you like them though?”

“yes baby i love them”

• now imagine you and ellie having a daughter and you come home to ellie dressing her in dinosaur onesies or dressing her in flannels that match her own

“ellie stop dressing our daughter like a masc lesbian”

“w-what no i’m not?? she’s just matching me”

“exactly”

• you and ellie play fighting on her bed and she ends up almost falling off the bed but she grabs onto you for dear life

• ellie taking her hoodie off but she somehow gets stuck with it half off and she’s like “babe come help” and your just like ellie wtf???

• i just know ellie devours her food the second she gets it and then complains later her stomach hurts

• ellie forcing you to watch any and ever dinosaur movie ever in existence and when you say you want to watch something else she pouts and says you don’t love her anymore

• you and ellie cuddling; about to fall asleep and she whips her head up to look at you and is like, “what if this bed just exploded right now” n your like “ellie. go to sleep”

• i just know ellie laughs at everything and laughs randomly and when you ask what she’s laughing at you she’d be like “what if i just got up and did a backflip over you”

• ellie about to dine in on some chips or something and you snatch it out her hands and run away and she sprints after you n she’s so fast so she quickly catches up to you and then legit picks you up and carries you over her shoulder

• ellie having trouble putting her hair up and loudly letting out groans of frustration you can hear her from across the house so you walk in the bathroom and your like “do you need help?” but she refuses to admit that so she slightly nods and leans into you n you kiss her head and do it for her awww

• ellie tripping over her own feet while walking in front of you and she stops and turns around and stares at you while your laughing n she’s grumpy the whole rest of the day

• you admiring her cause she’s oh so pretty and she’s blushing like crazy and you tease her for it and stuffs her face in a pillow

• lego sets. i know she loves them but when she leaves pieces on the floor and you step on them and your like

“ellie what the fuck! pick up your stuff”

and she comes out the room like a sad lil baby n mumbles a ‘sorry’

• ellie falling asleep on your chest and she just completely drooled all over you but she’s your baby so you don’t care but then she wakes up and sneezes on you n rubs her nose on you then falls dead asleep again. what a baby

• plus i can imagine ellie falling asleep on you literally everywhere. no matter what

• PLUS i just know whenever you two are holding hands and her nose is itchy she pulls your hands up and uses your hand to scratch it

• when your watching something or reading and ellie comes into the room saying “look what i can do” and then does a fucking handstand???

• when ellie’s so excited to see you and she goes to kiss you and completely misses and kisses your chin or your nose

• ellie playing her video games and she keep dying and she slams her controller on the bed and turns to you with her eyebrows all furrowed and pointing to the screen is like “you see this shit?”

• she’s so grumpy in the morning it’s so cute you could be like “goodmorningg sweetie howd you sleep?” and shed mumble a goodmorning and okay and go back to sleep. plus when she’s grumpy and all sleepy the only way you can cheer her up is by spooning her and kissing her cute face everywhere until she’s smiling

• ellies a big baby whenever it’s just you two but when she’s sick??? oh it’s even worse i swear it seems like she’s actually cry if you left her alone for more than two secs

• speaking of whenever you have to use the bathroom in the middle of the night she’s coming too. she could be dead asleep but the second she felt you get off the bed

“babe where you going?” she asks all confused and still half asleep

“just the bathroom sweetheart i’ll be right back”

“no no i- me too” she says and gets up and follows you to the bathroom holding your hand n she’s so cute with her hair all messy and her eyes half open ohmygod i need her

• anyway when she’s been bugging you all day either making you trip or poking you randomly or fake fighting you or making you repeat what you said over and over again even though she heard the first time and you officially get mad at her n she’s just quiet and behaved and following you around like a lost puppy

and after you’ve ignored her for an hour she’ll legit get on her knees and beg you to forgive her

nsfw 18+

• you an ellie laying in bed and she just looks so good in that grey tank top of hers and sweatpants so you start rubbing up on her and straddling her lap, giving her a bunch of hints on what you want but she’s just… so oblivious because she telling you all these space facts

“oh my god did you know that saturn- wait are you even paying attention to me?” ellie says all hurt

“ellie…. i am keeping going honey” you say wrapping your arms around her neck and looking at her like you’re about to devour her

• everytime you bend down in front of her she’s grabbing your hips and fake fucking you from behind n mimicking your moans

• ellie walking home and you text her a pic of you wearing her shirt and no pants and she starts sprinting home and when she comes all out of breath your like “ellie did you seriously run here?” and she smiles and nods

• ellie being oh so sleepy but she still can’t get enough of you so she begs to eat you out and when she is, she’s so messy and delirious she’s sucking on your inner thigh instead of your clit

• you coming home after a long day and ellie hugs you from behind and feels you up and you push her away a little

“ellie calm down i haven’t even showered i’ve been sweating all day”

“mmm even better” ellie jokes and you gasp and turn around and hit her arm

“ewww ellie your so gross!”

• after sex she immediately passes out on you. i’m talking full dead body weight all on top of you

• n back to the dino boxers imagine during sex you go to take off her pants and see she has those on and you just freeze and ellie notices and her whole face turns red

“oops i forgot i had those on…” she says holding back a lil giggle. “surprise i guess?”

you can’t help to smile at her and laugh a little because she’s still so silly even during this

[ruelliee]

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[ruelliee]

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[ruelliee]

hey guys 💝 i’m sorry i haven’t posted anything !! i have a case of writers block & zero ideas 😬 send me requests !! <3

[ruelliee]

i fuckin cant like why is she so AFAGATRSESRSGS

ellie who lifts your leg over her shoulder when fucking you with her strap so she can slide in deeper and hit that spot inside you that makes you see stars, lips smearing messily over your browbone. the proximity isn’t enough for her, though, so she tugs your hips closer to hers until they’re flush with one another and tears begin to leak from the corners of your eyes from the stimulation. it only takes her panted “love you so fuckin’ much, angel, shit,” for you to cum, cunt squeezing around your girlfriend’s strap as she lets out a sweet moan into the crevice between your neck and your ear. “well? just told you i love you, honey. y’gonna say it back, or do i need to go browse the ‘new girlfriends’ aisle at costco?”

[ruelliee]

i feel like a new person after reading this

make you mine | 2 | e.w

summary: at the frat party, you and ellie get separated. you find the intoxicated girl on her own and take her home. in a drunken state, ellie’s mouth moves faster than her mind can comprehend and admits a few secrets to you. you just wonder if she’ll be in the same when she’s sober.

pairing: ellie williams x fem!reader

word count: 3.9K

contains: sister’s best-friend!ellie, underage drinking, drunk!ellie, reader taking care of drunk!ellie, somehow EVEN MORE tension, slight fluff

a/n: just fair warning! part three might take a bit longer to come out but please, enjoy this <3

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PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE

You were kind of bummed that you weren’t able to drink tonight but you’d rather be the DD than Ellie walking or skating home alone at night. You blow your mom one more kiss before secretly flipping your sister off when she looks back down at her Kindle. Hailee held up her own with a tired scoff and trudging back to her room.

God, what was up her ass today? She didn’t talk about her date when she got back so you only had to assume the date with Vincent wasn’t what she made it out to be. You, of course, didn’t want to push her into lashing out so you were letting her take her time.

Once you got to Ellie’s place, you watched her walk over to the passenger's side of the car. Though it was dim in your car, you noticed her eyes dragging over your outfit. It wasn’t anything too extravagant; a black sweetheart top with your favorite pair of shorts and a pair of black and white sneakers. You glance down at your outfit for a moment before greeting her with a smile.

“Don’t you look pretty,” Ellie said teasingly, shutting the door with a smirk.

You shake your head but you can’t help how hot your face got.

“Yeah, you look good too, Els.”

Good was an understatement but you didn’t want to make it obvious that you’d let her take you in the backseat. She was wearing a red and black flannel that had the sleeves ripped off and a dark gray tee shirt underneath. Her hair was in its usual half-up half-down look, a few strands falling into her freckled face.

You glance down at her bandaged arm, wondering how she even looked good with that on.

Ellie put in the directions and argued how she was the passenger so she had the aux. You reluctantly allowed her to blast a mix of 70s Rock & 2000s Pop. You guys didn’t have much to talk about so you enjoyed the mix of Ellie’s playlist until you arrived at the frat.

You like Jesse but frat houses seemed like someplace you would never willingly attend. Ellie hopped out of your car and walked over to the driver’s side to open the door for you.

“Oh, thank you,” you toss your purse over your shoulder and send Ellie a teasing smile.

Ellie nodded with a ‘mmhmm’ as if it was nothing. She shut the door once she saw you grab your keys to lock your car.

Walking through the front door was an eyesore, to say the least. People were chugging from the kegs, guys desperately trying to flirt with women who were insanely out of their league, a few make-out sessions here and there, and people dancing to the 2000s Rap blasting over the speakers. The lights were flashing variations of blue, red, and purple.

“Hey, Ellie!” You faintly hear over the music and notice Jesse walking up to the two of you.

He pushed through the crowd and Ellie greeted him back. Jesse furrowed his brows at you to which you simply smiled back.

“Who’s this?” He pointed at you, his words slurring ever so slightly.

You speak up and tell Jesse your name to which he mutters again to himself. Jesse’s jaw drops as he runs a hand over his mop of black hair.

“Shit, Hailee’s sister. I’m so sorry.” Jesse apologized before holding up his beer can that you hadn't noticed before. “Here. You can have the rest of my beer.”

“Yeah, no, thanks. I’m driving tonight so no drinks for me.” You wince at the thought of drinking out of the same beer as him.

“Ellie, c’mon then. Let’s get you a drink.” Jesse didn't seem to care that much about your presence but you didn’t mind.

Ellie glanced at you with raised brows and held her hand out to you. You look down at her open palm and take it reluctantly. Her palms were a bit rough which was unsurprising but you shamelessly enjoyed it. She dragged you through the crowd of hot and sweaty bodies. One of her palms was resting on her bicep as people seemed to pay no mind to the three of you pushing through. Jesse stumbled a bit as you made your way to the kitchen.

“Alright so there's seltzers, hard lemonades, hard teas, Jell-O shots with vodka, and if you ask, we can make some cocktails for you,” Jesse patted another guy on the back who was standing in the kitchen.

You assumed it was one of his frat bros. You spotted a few sodas on the back wall of the kitchen before Ellie pointed to the fridge.

“I’ll just grab a seltzer, man. I’ll do shots and shit later.” Ellie leaned down to grab one of the white cans and popped it open.

As you watch Ellie take her first sip of the drink, you feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn around to see whoever is touching you, a sour expression already plastered on your face.

You were relieved to see Dina, one of you and your sister's mutual friends.

“Hi, guys!” Dina shouts over the music.

You smile at Dina and give her a tight hug as you release Ellie’s hand finally. Dina chuckles and hugs you back with her free hand that wasn’t holding a red solo cup.

“Hey, D! You look so good!” You raise your voice as you step back to look at her outfit.

She grinned at you and thanked you for the compliment. She didn’t hesitate to gush over your top, asking you where you got it. Dina seemed to glance at Ellie, who was standing right next to you, mid-conversation with a look you couldn't quite recognize. Almost like they were communicating telepathically.

Weird.

After you started talking to and catching up with Dina, Ellie seemed to be dragged away by Jesse. You knew you felt like something was different at some point when Dina was talking about how she and Jesse were in a ‘talking’ stage. You glanced to your right and to your surprise, you didn’t see Ellie’s brooding figure.

How long had she been gone? You and Dina had only been talking for about 15 minutes. You were sure Jesse was probably nagging her about when she would be selling again.

She’s a big girl. She should be fine.

You and Dina ended up sticking together for most of the night, dancing and playing beer pong where Dina took your drinks so she was about 8 times more drunk than when you first walked into the large frat house.

The hours seemed to blend all together as you actually had a good time. You were missing Ellie for a majority of it but Dina helped with being a good distraction.

Next thing you knew, it was 1:00 AM and your exhaustion was beginning to hit you. Ellie was nowhere in sight and you were about ready to leave.

“Hey, D, have you seen Ellie anywhere?” You grab the girl's hand to tug her slightly towards you.

“Shit, I don’t know. Jesse said she had a lot to drink and said she had to pee. Maybe… outside? Oh, wait no, the bathroom, yeah.” Dina slurred to you before giving you a soft, dazed smile. “I love you, dude.”

You chuckle and search for someone to take care of Dina before making your way around to the bathrooms. You mentally prepare to find the worst if you accidentally open the door to one of the bedrooms. The loud music began to fade as you moved through the scattered amount of people in the hallways, asking if they knew where the bathroom was.

Most of them slurred nonsense so you were on your own at that point. You ended up hearing a few familiar groans come from behind one of the doors that you were about to pass due to the tacky warning sign above it.

You place your hand on the handle and knock a few times before you hear Ellie call out: “occupied!” Another pained groan leaves her mouth after that.

Worried for her, you twist the cold handle and thankfully it is open. The sight was… unexpected. Ellie wasn’t even on the toilet. She was lying in the surprisingly clean tub, her inked arm draped over her eyes while the other wrapped one hung over the side.

“Els? Are you okay?” You ask carefully, shutting the door behind you and locking it. You set your purse down on the sink countertop and walk over to the girl.

Ellie lifts her arm to peek at you and lets out a sigh. She smacks her lips and shakes her head.

“I don’t… know. I’m drunk, I think.” Ellie’s words were slow and dragging on which told you all you needed to know.

“That’s okay, Els. Have you been drinking water?” You kneel down reluctantly and push her hair out of her face, watching her red and glazed eyes stare at you wide.

“Nope. Jesse was tellin’ me that they didn’t have any.” Ellie smacked her dry lips again, rubbing her eyes with her middle finger and thumb.

You roll your eyes and make a mental note to smack Jesse when you see him.

“You think you can walk?” You hum as you trace her tattoo, the black ink blending in with her pale skin.

Ellie didn’t answer for a moment. Her green eyes seemed to soften the more you spoke, her head tilting slightly. Your brows furrow at her silence but you blamed it on how wasted she was.

“I think it’s time to go home.” Ellie chuckled weakly, grabbing on either side of the tub to shakily stand up in the tub.

You shoot up on your feet to take Ellie’s slightly larger hands in yours. They were warm and a bit clammy. You’ve never really seen Ellie as intoxicated as she was at the moment. She had drinks here and there but never got fucking drunk.

Ellie carefully stepped up and out of the tub, her grip tightening in yours. You watched her feet to be sure she was able to stand on her own, slowly releasing her grip. She held her palms out as she stood upright to seemingly help herself balance.

“You okay? You got it?” You softly ask her, holding your own hands out just in case.

“Yeah. I’m good. I think I’ll need help going down the stairs. I might trip and bust my ass. Again.” Ellie snorts at the end of her sentence, looking at you hooded and glazed over.

You can’t help but chuckle too and nod to yourself that this was the more open side of her that you were going to see. You pick up your bag and toss it over your shoulder, checking out how you look in the mirror.

Your mascara was smudged and your makeup was creasing underneath your eyes. You huff and wipe over the lifted concealer, practically wiping off all of it. It didn’t matter much. You were going home soon after this.

“It must be nice, y’know?” Ellie spoke up, leaning lazily against the door.

“What do you mean, Els?” You hum.

“To see what you see every day. Just… wow.” Ellie blew out a soft whistle of disbelief, staring at you through the mirror.

She’s drunk, you kept telling yourself.

“Alright, c’mon now,” you clear your throat as you hold a hand out for Ellie to take.

Ellie blinked slowly as she reached for your palm with a small grin, waiting for you to open the door. You grabbed onto the handle and made sure Ellie was able to stand and walk before leaving the frat bathroom. She was borderline pressing up against your backside as you led her through the crowd once again, looking everywhere to find Dina and Jesse.

From across the wide space of the living room, you could spot both Dina and Jesse making out against a wall.

Well, good for them.

This eased you as you practically dragged Ellie through the crowd, muttering ‘excuse me’ and ‘thank you’ as people reluctantly stepped out of your way. You kept glancing behind you to make sure Ellie was okay as you tried to speed-walk out the front door. She kept up for the most part but stumbled on her loose laces to her everyday Converse a few times.

You refrained from rolling your eyes at the sound of a few girls trying to stop Ellie to ask why she was leaving so early. Ellie responded with half-ass slurred responses before for the most part focusing on not tripping and eating shit.

Once you pushed back into the cool air outside, you felt like you could breathe again. It felt so humid and hot in the air throughout the entirety of that house. You managed to get Ellie to your car, rummaging through your purse with your free hand to unlock it.

“Need any help getting in, Els?” You turn to her, noticing how quiet she was being.

Her eyes blankly stared into yours as she smacked her dry lips with a shake of her head. She was insanely gone. How much had she had to drink?

“Don’t worry about me, baby. I got this.” Ellie waved her hand like a scoff and reached for the passenger’s side door.

Baby. You shake off the chill that runs down your back.

“Ellie—”

You cut yourself off as she already was tugging the door open. She gradually sat herself down onto the seat with a long sigh, glancing at you with a very obviously drunk grin.

“I’m all ready to go home.” She nodded to you, shuffling more into the seat.

You snorted a laugh and mouthed an ‘okay’ to yourself as you walked around to the drivers side. You hopped into the vehicle, glancing at Ellie as you started your car. She still just would stare at you like she wanted to say something but couldn’t.

Ellie was borderline silent the entire ride back to her house. You kept peeking over at her when you felt her stare at red lights quickly looking away, fiddling with the hair behind her ear.

So far, drunk Ellie seems to be shy and quiet. Not at all what you were expecting.

Once you arrived in the dirt driveway of the familiar house, you noticed the porch light was still on. You immediately felt bad as you knew Joel probably left it on for when you brought Ellie home. You help the freckled girl out of the vehicle with both hands in yours.

When she stood upright, she blinked harshly and almost lost her balance. You mutter a curse as you help her sluggishly walk to the front door. You reach for the knob and twist it slowly. Just as you predicted, Joel left the front door open for Ellie.

You peeked into the cozy home, seeing no sign of the grumpy man. Ellie trips over the entrance mat with a soft ‘shit’ but catches herself covering her own mouth as she realizes she’s home now. The hinges to the front door creak quietly as you shut and lock it.

“How was your night?” Ellie randomly spoke up as the two of you walked down the dark hallway to her bedroom.

You hum as softly as possible as you think about it for a second. It wasn’t the worst night you had. You did wish you spent more time with Ellie while she was still sober but you weren’t going to tell her that.

“Good, Els. Thanks for inviting me.” You whisper, glancing at her through the darkness.

Her eyes soften at your words as she nods slowly.

“That’s good. I was scared you were gonna be fuckin’ pissed at me.” Ellie slurred out, blinking as slow as ever.

Your brows furrowed as you arrived at her chipping door. You turned the cold knob to push the door open to reveal the clean-clutter of Ellie’s bedroom. You’ve only been in this room a few times and you swear it somehow manages to be neat and messy at the same time.

“What do you mean?” You ask her.

Ellie stared at you as you turned on her small lamp on her bedside table. Her eyes widened ever so slightly at your question, instantly avoiding your gaze.

“Well, I left you alone with Dina. Jesse fuckin’ keep sayin’ to take more shots and drinks and shit. I kept my distance because… fuck, I couldn’t stand to be around you.” Ellie spilled out before covering her face with her palms.

You freeze. You felt a pang of hurt at her words, tightening your grip on the strap of your purse.

All you could get out was: “What?”

Ellie looked up from her palms noticing your tense stature and she let out a groan at her own stupidity.

“Fuck, wait, no,” Ellie hend her tattooed arm out at you as she tried to stutter out the right words in her intoxicated. “That’s— No, I mean being around you… I can’t stand it. I can’t take it.”

You stare at her, not easing up one bit.

“Can’t take what?” You pressed.

“No, no,” Ellie murmured to herself then looking at you with glazed eyes. “Hailee would kill me. She would kill me if she knew.”

“Ellie, knew what?” You were more curious now.

Ellie sucked in a deep, long breath as she leaned against her bedroom door. The soft crinkle of the astronaut poster on her, the hum of the AC and your thumping heart were the only sounds you could hear.

“If she knew what I think about when I see you. How much it hurts and how guilty I feel for thinking that way about you.”

Ellie’s voice was desperate amongst her stammered speech. Your heart was in your throat as you stared at Ellie’s scrunched up nose and eyebrows. You couldn't tell how true this was. Her intoxicated distress seemed like it was genuine.

You always heard drunk words are sober thoughts. Ellie’s flushed pale cheeks and glazed over eyes reminded you that she probably wouldn’t remember this in the morning.

At least, hopefully not. You couldn’t form a full sentence at her confessions right now.

“Ellie—” You began but Ellie’s soft sigh cut you off.

“I’m sorry. I-I didn’t mean to say all of that. I just wanted you to know that I never ever hate being around you.” Ellie cleared her throat as she blinked slowly, standing upright shakily. “I actually like being around you too much.”

You couldn’t form a full sentence at her confessions right now. What the fuck was going on? You step forward and take her clammy palm in yours to lead her to her slightly unmade bed. Ellie let herself get dragged by you and plop down onto her bed with a hum.

“I like being around you too, Els. Really.” You tell her softly, sending her a gentle smile in hopes she would be able to calm herself down.

Ellie somehow blushed even more at your reciprocated words. Her lengthy thumb traces the back of your hand as she gulps, taking in how tender you were behaving towards her.

“You’re not just saying that?” She mumbled, avoiding your eye-line.

“God, no. I always like when you’re around the house. Hailee loves you.” You throw in the mention of your sister because you’re just an idiot.

“And how do you feel about me?” Ellie’s breath hitched as she looked up with hopeful eyes.

You wish you could blurt it out. How every time she comes over every bit of you wishes she was coming over to see you. It was selfish and so fucking stupid.

But she was everything and more to you.

“How about I tell you in the morning, Els? When you’re feeling better, okay?” You tell her with a small grin, hoping that was enough.

It stung to see Ellie’s eyes droop with sadness, clearly thinking that meant that you didn’t have feelings for her. You didn’t want to spill your heart out when she may not even remember it in the morning. But Ellie had no intention of arguing with you.

She nodded slowly, looking down at her sweaty and liquor drenched clothes.

“Can you, uh, get me a shirt to sleep in, please?” Ellie asked softly.

You hum a ‘yes’ as you stand up to go over to her dresser across the room. You opened the second one down from the top to grab a plain black tank top for her to sleep in. You turn around to place them on the bed when you see Ellie trying to tug off her black skinny jeans. Her back is flat against her comforter, grunting softly as she weakly kicks them to her ankles.

“Els, stop. I got you.” You chuckle as you kneel on one knee to take them off of her legs and toss them into her laundry hamper by her dresser.

Ellie was laying in just a pair of white boxer briefs and t-shirt. She sat up to peel off her shirt to reveal her lightly toned stomach and black sports bra. She lets out a sigh of relief at the sticky feeling finally leaving her body.

“I can turn around so you can….” You trailed off, glancing down at her sports bra and clearing your throat.

Ellie didn’t seem to care that much as she started to tug off her sports bra before you could even turn around completely. You excuse yourself from the room to go and grab a bucket from the laundry room, Tylenol and a cup of water. When you came back, Ellie was faced down into her bed. Her eyes were shut as heavy and slow breaths left her lips.

“Alright, Els, I’m gonna go. I’ll see you, okay? Get some rest tomor—”

“Wait,” Ellie opened one eye to peek at you, “you’re leaving?”

You suck in a deep breath before questioning: “Do you want me to stay?”

“Please?” Ellie whispers before she turns over to the other side so that her back is facing you.

As you stare at her freckled back and the black tank top clinging to her toned skin, you think of the conversation that could ensue tomorrow morning. Part of you wanted to run out of here, hop in your truck and pretend that you never heard not one single confession. The other part wanted to sleep in her sheets and have that talk tomorrow morning and have it lead to something good.

Fuck it.

You hesitantly send a quick text to your mom that you were staying over at Ellie and Joel’s. You click off the lamp and set your purse on top of her dresser. You glance at her shadowy figure as the moonlight was the only source illuminating the dark room. You carefully settle into the bed, fighting the urge to kick off your shorts as it wasn’t the most comfortable.

But once you pulled the blanket over your body, Ellie snuggled in closer to your warmth. Her face snuggled into the crook of your neck, her hair and nose tickling the skin on your neck. You were hoping you didn’t have throw up on you when you woke.

Yet, it strangely was easy for you to fall asleep with Ellie’s bandaged arm draped around your waist.

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[ruelliee]

gna sob i love my girl so much

ellie comforts you during a panic attack

▹▹: this is me trying -taylor swift

꩜ CW: panic attacks , mental breakdown , mention of blood , comfort! ellie , joel is still alive , use of pet names

꩜ synopsis: ellie comforts you during a panic attack

꩜ a/n: hi everyone, i know this is a sensitive topic, which is why i'm adding a trigger warning. i am by no means trying to romanticize panic attacks or glorify them in any way. i can understand that this is a real problem that people struggle with, so if you are sensitive to this, please don't read it <3. if this is insensitive or inaccurate, please let me know. if you need help or resources, please reach out to someone. love you all. <33

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It had never happened before. You'd gone on patrol loads of times, and you'd been fine. Being with Ellie always eased your nerves, because of how quick, protective, and stealthy she was. You barely had to do anything when you were with her, because she felt that it was her duty to protect you.

Something about today felt different than the usual times when you could go on patrol without a single worry on your shoulders. Not getting enough sleep last night plus the three cups of coffee Joel made you didn't help. At all.

Now, there was a pit in the bottom of your stomach. A sinking feeling in your chest that you couldn't shake off. And your lips were a chapped mess.

You and Ellie had been a few yards outside of the QZ walls, and she didn't notice the quiver in your lip. She didn't notice how your knuckles were turning white from how hard you were gripping your gun. She didn't notice how tense you were.

Curse her and her inattentiveness.

While she was completely oblivious to your situation, you tried to calm yourself. The five senses method. Five things you see, five things you smell, five things you taste, five things you feel, and five things you hear.

Touch. Your shirt rubbing on your skin. The leather strap of the gun on your calloused hands. The tightness of your shoelaces. The light breeze on your cheeks. Your teeth sinking into your lips.

Taste. The remaining coffee on your tongue. The bitterness in the back of your throat. The remaining part of your breakfast that had gotten stuck in your teeth. The feeling of your teeth sinking into your lip, and the tiny drops of blood that you had accidentally pierced from your skin.

Sight. Your girlfriend in front of you. The soft, white snow under your feet. The tall, birch trees surrounding Jackson. Your shaky hands, and the way your breathe illuminates in front of you because of the cold.

Sound. The crunchy ice. Your heavy breathing. The leaves swaying in the wind. The bustle of the small town behind you, and your teeth chattering.

Smell. Your lingering soap from yesterdays shower. A fire burning a little ways behind you. A dead animal, probably hidden away in the woods. And the leather on your hands from the handle of the gun.

It distracted you for a little while, but not for long.

When you both had made your way into the heavily wooded part of the forest around Jackson, that was when Ellie finally started to notice something was wrong. She saw the way you were chewing on your lip, and how you were glancing around frequently.

"You good?" She asks as her hands are latched onto her rifle, but not anywhere near how tight yours are around your own. You don't respond, barely even registering that she was speaking to you until you saw her wave her hand in front of your face, "Babe, I asked you a question."

"What?" You say, your voice cracking.

"I asked if you were okay." She repeats, slowing her strides as she reads your body language, "You look pale. What's wrong?"

"Nothing." You say, keeping your eyes ahead. 'Just get though it.' You tell yourself, over and over again. It plays in your head repeatedly, like a broken record.

"Nothing, huh?" She says skeptically, giving you a glance up and down, "Walk in a straight line then."

You hadn't realized how shaky your legs were becoming until Ellie mentioned your unstableness, "I'm fine."

She doesn't believe a single word you say, "Do you need to stop?"

You shake your head in response, your nerves worsening to a deeper degree. You attempt to take a breath, but it gets caught in your throat. You choke on it instead, taking several heaving breaths directly after. Before you knew it, you had dropped your gun in the snow, stumbling backwards into a tree and slamming your back against the bark. You yelp, trying not to let your knees buckle underneath you.

Ellie instantly drops what she's doing, setting her rifle down as she puts her hands on your shoulders, "Hey hey hey... easy, y/n. Easy."

You hold onto her face, desperate for skin-on-skin contact as you pant rapidly. Your heart feels like its trying to head-butt itself out of your chest, your vision blurry with hot tears. There's an irrevocable feeling in your stomach, telling you that you might puke as your breakfast threatens to make a reappearance.

"Calm down, what's going on?" Ellie says, her tone frantic as she holds you upright against the tree, almost pinning you to it so you don't fall, "C'mon, baby, breathe."

When she sees you clutch your hand over your heart and grip your shirt, her face fills with panic. She moves your hand, replacing it with her own as she feels your heartbeat. It's as clear as day how hard it's beating, and her own heart breaks for you.

"I— I can't—" You try to say, but no other words come out. It's like all of the air was sucked out of your lungs, leaving nothing but a dry breath.

"Slow down, slow down." She interrupts, her hand still resting over your chest as she puts the other one on your face, "Tell me what hurts."

You don't respond. Your vision was becoming worse, now starting to see stars, "It- it feels like I'm falling." You take a shaky inhale, your body trembling. With that, Ellie hugs her arms around you, being gentle as to not freak you out. Her warmth engulfs you and it feels like there's a gust of air being pushed back into your lungs.

"Theeeere you go..." She coos, rubbing your back softly as your panic starts to subside. With your face hidden in the crook of her neck, you can finally relax, even a little bit.

"Your heart still hurt?" She whispers, moving your disheveled hair out of your face. You try to speak, but no words come out, "Nod or shake your head, darling."

You nod and hear Ellie sigh.

"Feel tight?" You nod again, and Ellie's face drops with sympathy, "It's okay... it'll go away."

You nod, sinking into her arms as you wipe the remainder of your tears into her shoulder.

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quite literally so so in love

make you mine | 3 | e.w

summary: the morning after ellie’s drunken night with you, confrontations ensue and a new relationship begins to blossom. an unsettling anxiety begins to set in when you realize you’re going to have to keep what you and ellie have to yourselves. how long will it be before your sister finds out?

pairing: sister’s best-friend!ellie x fem!reader

contains: major fluff!, first kisses, established secret relationship, clingy!ellie, shy!ellie, she’s low key the biggest dork but those are the best kind, hickey (r!recieving)

word count: 3.1K

a/n: if you saw me post this yesterday, no you didn’t. i wasn’t aware of the strike until seconds after i posted it the first time and immediately took it down. but i hope you guys enjoy this. it IS a bit shorter than the other two parts but im hoping if there is a fourth one that we’ll get into more of the plot. this is a filler tbh.

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PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE

You woke up to the sound of hacking and groaning.

Your heavy eyes force themselves open as you feel Ellie’s body shift from right next to you. You hear her mutter soft curses to herself as she lifts her body up to sit upright on her bed. You can hear her grab the Tylenol and water, taking a large gulp of the water until it is finished. Her body lifts up and off the mattress, grabbing the bucket and taking it out of the room.

Should you get up to show that you were awake? Should you wait until Ellie comes back?

As you hear the bathroom faucet turn on, you decide on getting up and out of bed as your shorts are itching at your skin. You slowly walk towards her bedroom door, grinning at her astronaut poster before making your way into the cozy hallway. You glance at the framed photos from Ellie and Sarah’s graduation, and a few other silly family ones with Tommy and Joel. You even caught a few with you and Hailee that you weren't aware that they had been framed.

You tiptoe into the kitchen and decide to cook up a hangover breakfast for Ellie. You tug open the fridge handle to grab the carton of a dozen eggs and the white bread from the pantry.

Eggs and toast are good, right?

When you turned on the stovetop, you carefully got out the pan from the cabinet. When you stood up, Ellie was standing right there in her boxers and tight black tank top. Ellie slightly jumped, seeming to have forgotten about your presence. You were about 97% sure she had also forgotten about the whole night before.

“Oh, Jesus. You scared me,” Ellie’s freckled nose scrunched up, probably due to her headache. She tilted her head to look at you, one eye-opening and a weak grin on her face before groaning out: “Morning.”

You scrunch your nose back at her, muttering a ‘morning’ in response. What were you supposed to say now? You place the pan on top of the burner ring, glancing at her as she slowly takes a seat on the island.

“You slept over?” Ellie hummed, scratching at her bandaged arm.

“Yeah, you asked me to,” you nod to confirm, leaning against the opposite end of the island.

Ellie’s brows seemed to rise at your words; not like she didn't believe you but more shocked that you even stayed.

“You didn’t have to do that,” Ellie admitted softly, picking at the skin around her fingernails.

You shook her head and turned your neck to stare at her side profile. She really was perfect in every way. You could stare at her forever.

“It was nothing, Els. Plus, I’m treating you to a homemade breakfast.” You shrug your shoulders before plastering on the strongest smile.

Ellie lightly chuckled at that before shutting her eyes tightly to ease the pressure in her head.

“Not to bother you but did I say or do anything that was just… questionable?” Ellie asked as she was now staring at your face, eyes darting between your eyes and lips.

You try not to show it on your face as every single moment from the night before flashes in your mind. The bathroom. Baby. How painful it was to be around you; not in the mean way but in the bittersweet way.

This was it. The talk that you were dreading from the night before. The sunlight from the large windows from the living room light up Ellie’s pale freckled face with a gentle yellow glow. Your palms were getting clammier by the minute.

“No, no, not questionable,” you laugh softly as you glance at the burning stove.

Ellie let out a breath of relief and shut her tired eyes. “Okay, good. I haven’t been this hungover… like ever.”

You frown at her as you open the flap to the egg carton, grabbing two eggs. You cracked them both, making sure they were separated as you began to fry them. Ellie was silent, head in her palms as she shook her head.

“I’m not drinking ever again,” Ellie groaned out.

You softly laugh at her dramatics, unraveling the loaf of bread to pop two in the toaster. The whole time you were cooking breakfast, you thought about how to bring up what she had said last night. Ellie was rambling about this new move she was going to learn on her board and that’s all you can think about.

Would she even believe you?

Would she dismiss it as her being drunk and stupid? Even if she did, you think that would hurt worse than her just not believing you whatsoever.

As you plated your and Ellie’s breakfast, you cleared your throat with a nervous smile.

“Actually, Els, I did wanna ask you about something you said. Well, a few things but they all… relate to one another,” you ramble out, the tips of your fingers tingling and the beat of your heart thumping in your ears.

Ellie’s eyes stared at you curiously.

“What did I say?” Ellie hesitantly asked as she took a bite of her fresh buttered toast.

You avoid her eye line and shrug your shoulders, poking at the egg in your plate with your fork.

“I may be reading into it too much but you kind of said that you feel guilty about thinking about me in a certain way. That Hailee would kill you if she knew,” you recited back to her, almost wincing as her chewing audibly stopped. “Does that mean what I think it means?”

A few beats of silence passed, your heartbeat racing uncomfortably quick. You looked up to see Ellie’s freckled face flushed a soft red and her eyes wide.

“Well, what do you think it means?” Ellie got out but not without again, avoiding your eye line as best as she could.

“That you have feelings for me.”

Your mouth moved faster than your brain could process as you needed to know the sober truth. Ellie’s pale flushed skin somehow deepened in color as she shoved the rest of her piece of toast in her mouth. You furrow your brows at her, tilting your head slightly.

“I do.” Ellie winced and shook her head.

While Ellie was expecting an annoyed expression, preparing herself for you to call her weird or anything derogatory. Or worse, being let down easy. But when you smiled at her, she felt her heart leap into her throat.

“To think drunk you has more guts than sober you does,” you tease with a soft laugh, taking a bite of your own toast.

Ellie’s jaw dropped at your words before she shook her head. “I was vulnerable and drunk. Fuck you.”

You let out a few chuckles before leaning forward into Ellie’s space with a bright grin.

“You know I like you too, right?”

“Well, now I do, yeah.” Ellie snorted, her blush still prominent on her features as she dug into her fried egg.

That was a lot easier than you thought. Huh. Who would’ve thought all it took was Ellie getting plastered for this to happen?

“So, um, I don’t mean to bother but do you have any clothes I could borrow? I’m not gonna lie to you. These jean shorts are so uncomfortable to be in.” You shyly asked as you were finishing up your own egg.

Ellie nodded and got up from her seat, looking you up and down.

“Yeah. C’mon. Pick out what you want.”

You ended up in a pair of Ellie’s baggy red basketball shorts and a plain black oversized tee. Ellie’s hands, respectfully, landed on your waist when you had stepped out of her room in her clothes. Her eyes seemed to be drinking you in like you had on a skin-tight dress.

“I could really get used to this,” Ellie hummed as her hands massaged your hips with a giddy grin.

“Good. Because you’re going to have to,” you state confidently, leaning in closer so that your nose was grazing over against her own.

Ellie’s smile grew at your words as she tugged you in impossibly closer, your hips touching. Her eyes were flickering down to your lips for probably the thousandth time. It was killing you how badly you wanted to kiss her. You had mentally checked that you had both brushed your teeth after you had both finished eating so at least your first kiss with Ellie wouldn’t taste like oil and eggs.

You’ve known her for half of your life and been obsessed with her for just about that same amount of time. A little kiss (or two) wouldn’t hurt, right? You looked down at her bandaged forearm, tracing the wraps.

“How does your arm feel?” You hummed.

Ellie, too, looked down at her arm, eyes flickering from you to the injured skin.

“Better. I think that kiss really helped with the healing process.” Ellie cheekily said.

You tilt your head, eyes locked on hers as you hum to yourself as you are clearly distracted by the comforting green staring back at you. Ellie’s eyes looked down at your lips, the burning stare becoming unbearable. You lifted your jaw ever so slightly, hoping she would get the hint.

Ellie didn’t hesitate before closing the empty space between the two of you, humming against your soft lips. You follow her movements, hands on her freckled shoulders before they cup at the underside of her sharp jaw. Ellie’s rough hands were holding onto your waist only in ways that you would daydream about.

The kisses slowed into feather-soft pecks and Ellie’s lips followed down your hot cheeks to your collarbone. Your head tilts back as your hands run through her short hair, nails scratching at her scalp. She hums along the skin at the feeling of your fingers. Your hands moved down to her upper back as you felt her lips take the skin in between her teeth and nibbling on it.

“Ellie,” you warn teasingly.

Ellie pulled away after a few more seconds of sucking and tugging on the skin, smirking to herself at the reddening mark. Your chest was rising and falling with excitement as you kissed her once again.

“What?” Ellie replied innocently to which you shake your head.

“If there’s a hickey on my collarbone, Els, I get to make an even bigger one on you,” you tell her with narrowed eyes.

Ellie chuckled at you and muttered an ‘oh no’ before tugging you back to kiss you deeply. You smile like a love-sick teenager against her lips and resting your forearms on her shoulders.

The two of you spent the rest of that morning talking about what you felt for one another but that one thing is certain: you weren't going to tell Hailee. At least, not yet.

You both wanted to enjoy this and keep this between the two of you so that you could figure out your relationship on your own. Your mom wouldn't know, Joel wouldn't know, your friends wouldn't know and Hailee sure as hell won’t know.

If you were going to be honest, it seemed like it was going to be quite easy for the most part. Hailee was a little preoccupied with building her relationship with Vincent so that actually went well. You guess you and Hailee were the same with relationships: more private about it.

However, that didn’t stop Hailee from hounding you the second you stepped into your house that afternoon. You were on a bit of a high from spending time with Ellie, cheeks flushed and heart full.

“Where the hell have you been, dude?” Hailee grimaced at your appearance, eyes squinting from the living room couch.

You shut your tired eyes as you shut the front door, turning the lock once and kicking off your shoes. You had your change of clothes in a neatly folded stack underneath your arm. “I had to sleep over at Ellie’s. She was fuckin’ wasted, Hails.”

Hailee blinked and her eyes lowered from your mess of hair to the clothing that was very clearly Ellie’s. You moved out of her view, making a b-line to the kitchen to grab a cup from the cupboards to get water from the fridge.

“She never texted me about it,” Hailee furrowed her brows and looked down at her phone.

“Well, maybe because she could barely stand,” you quipped as you took a sip of your water.

Hailee looked up from her phone, ready to make a snarky comment when she looked you up and down slowly. Like she was examining you.

“Are those… Ellie’s clothes?” Hailee questioned, trying not to make it obvious that she was weirded out by it.

You shrug your shoulders and glance down at the baggy tee on you, forcing your blush back into your body. It wasn’t too oversized to the point where if you adjusted the shirt in any way, she might see the dark hickey Ellie left on your collarbone.

“Yeah. I was uncomfortable in jean shorts,” you pointed to your previous outfit that was folded onto the counter. “It was riding up my ass.”

Why the hell was she asking you so many damn questions?

“Alright, weirdo. You wanna get donuts? I’m starving.” Hailee changed the topic as she typed rapidly on her phone, a smile creeping onto her lips.

You snort at her and shake your head.

“Sure, yeah. I’m driving though.” You mention, holding up the keys to your shared car.

“God, fine. Mom said I need to practice more so I’ll drive back,” Hailee rolled her eyes and made her way to the front door.

The sibling banter almost made you forget about the entire morning and the previous night you had. How you nearly spilled about the make-out session you and Ellie had. Arguing weirdly always made you and Hailee feel closer as odd as it sounds. Like you could tell her anything.

Maybe this was going to be harder than you expected.

Two weeks passed and you and Ellie were finally able to go out on your first date. Hailee had informed you, your mom, and Ellie that she and Vincent were going to the more city part of where you lived to go eat at some fancy restaurant she had heard of. You were quick to send Ellie a text about it.

hailee and vincent won’t be home tomorrow…

i should probably ask u out rn right?

if u want a gf, yes! :)))

will you go out on our first date tomorrow pretty girl?

YES 😫

im gonna pee im so excited

maybe i regret it already🙁

no u don’t

no more touching my ass since u wanna be acting like that

:((((

noooo you’re so sexy pls����

hmmm sexualizing me smh

im attracted to ur heart and soul baby ;)

much better <3

ok but actually where should we go

call me and we’ll talk about it xx

Before you knew it, you and Ellie walked hand in hand as you journeyed through the Natural Science Museum. Very fitting for you and Ellie — especially Ellie. You had way too much fun as you took various photos on your digital camera of Ellie posing next to different skeletons of dinosaurs copying their poses. It all felt so natural and comfortable to be so couple-y with the auburn-haired girl.

“You’re such a dork,” you say with a big smitten grin as you snap another photo.

Ellie put her arms down and motioned for you to pose as well. “Come on, you know you want to.”

You rolled your eyes playfully before handing her the digital camera with a soft chuckle, walking over to where she was in front of the podium of the history of the dinosaurs. You copied the T-Rex’s little arms and dropped your jaw. Ellie snapped the photo, smirking behind the camera.

“I have never been more attracted to you,” Ellie spoke with an equally giddy grin.

This time, you flipped her off which she all too happily captured the memory of. You walked back over to her and snatched the small gray camera from her palm and jerked your head towards a sign that was dangling from above.

In big bold letters, it read ‘planetarium’.

Ellie’s brows furrowed in confusion for a moment but quickly was replaced with excitement. She grabbed your hand and practically sprinted to the entrance of the planetarium, dragging you along with the sound of her Converse squeaking on the floors. People gave you weird looks at how elated the auburn-haired girl was but you weren’t paying attention to them.

You were focused on Ellie’s adorable smile that could be framed and how she leaned into you to kiss your cheek. The two of you sat down in one of the middle rows in the dome theater. There were only a few other people scattered throughout the seating area which made you all the more comfortable to rest your head on Ellie’s clothed shoulder, a content sigh falling past your lips.

Ellie’s green eyes shone with interest as the screen played an animated movie that you think was about the cosmos. You were honestly too focused on the pretty girl right next to you. Ellie lowly whispered to you about how ‘fucking dope’ everything looked. You did agree.

Space was unknown to you and most but Ellie’s little comments here and there over the narration made you all the more intrigued.

“Hey,” you whisper to Ellie as her eyes flicker from star to star.

Her head turns first before her eyes follow, attention locked on whatever you need to say.

“Hey,” Ellie whispered back, a small grin on her lips. “You okay?”

“Just wanted to say that… I’m glad to see you so happy. It makes me happy, Els,” you shyly admit, one of your hands tracing her veins on her arms.

Through the dim lighting of the theater, you swore you saw Ellie’s freckled cheeks deepen to a pink hue. She didn’t hesitate to take her free hand to nudge underneath your chin to kiss your awaiting lips. You follow the gentle movement, sighing against her with contentment. She pulls away ever so slightly so that your noses are brushing past one another.

“I’m always happy when you’re around,” Ellie admits, her thumb brushing over your chin as her eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips.

Overwhelmed with joy, you ended up whispering with a teasing grin: “Sap.”

Ellie just pecked your lips with an equally teasing grin.

“Takes one to know one,” she mutters under her breath.

You didn't deny it.

You didn’t want to either. Yeah, you were both saps but who gave a fuck? You felt happy. So fucking happy. You rested your head back on her shoulder, cuddling into her inviting touch. Her head leaned onto your own, a content smile on her lips as you took her hand in yours.

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