been thinking about waiter!ellie during my off-time. salutations. i am still here. fluff + suggestive combo attack. mdni.

there's only one way ellie can catch a girlfriend working this job: letting them come to her. covering call-outs, surplus shifts, and overloaded nights spares her none more than a lousing hour before bed and contempt for dating apps. but would it be the worst? beforehand, she couldn't even flirt or talk proper to a girl—let alone look at one. this might just be her saving grace! as long her incessant, comic-rambling mouth is glued shut.

does it get her past the point of first base? no, not entirely. she can be hurdled into the air but she has to stick her landing. insomuch as being brave and foremost enough to catch you when you fall—well, when your glass of water does. oopsies, right?

her flirting while smoking that pen girl gimmie a fic with this one

i just know ellie has the SLUTTIESTTTTTT orgasm face. that's all good night

dina’s side profile and ellie’s hand omfg 😞😞

i want you throbbing whenever you see my name pop up on your phone btw

what if i took a bite out of her

if she looked at me like this I’d die

she’s so pretty… the fingerless gloves…. I’m So Normal

𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝: 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. (𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐦𝐞)

summary. | next chapter (tba). you're expecting—and ellie is sick in love. one thing inhibits her: she thinks it isn't requited.

reader discretion is advised. mdni. fluff. a punch of angst: one instance of abuse. mentions of previous. pregnant!reader. jackson!loser!ellie. damaged relationship with a man explicit (for the plot.) the pining creeps in. strangers to lovers (in the future). requited but assumed unrequited love. cheesy romance scenes. evident undertones of addiction: substance mention, cannabis, strained relationships (ellie and joel common occurence. reader and their scumbag bf too). a realistic motherhood. depression. apprehension. you get it. wc: 4.3k. series masterlist.

note.

based on this anon i got. shoutout to @serqphites fr. art in header creds to @nramv. thanks to @s-4pphics for proofreading this one for me! join the discord to see content such as this in creation.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 

It is the thought that stomachs you.

“Shit,” you curse and bite the mouth that does. Mindless thing. “He’s gonna murder you, damn idiot.”

guys she casually drops her series. my girl needs more attention asap!!! Read it NOW!!!! so proud of you my love<3

i’ll never get over ellie like neverrrr she’s everything to me i need her in every which way i love her to death and yes she is Real i will die for her

𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙊𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙪𝙚

MINORS DNI, MEN DNI

reblogging this fic from feb…. hi

dbf ! ellabs x reader . oral ? (r) . mentions of spit roasting . smut . bottom ! reader . top ! ellabs

“fuck, look at her, ellie. she’s fucking soaked.” abby muses, running a thumb over your wet slit. her eyes are set on the way you clench at the slightest touch, a gush of wetness spewing out of your needy cunt. 

you turn your head away in embarrassment, only to be met with the force of ellie’s hand angling your head back down at them. the sight of the two women slotted between your legs is enough to make you cum, and it took everything in you not to.

“oh, baby. you’re gonna have to look us in the eye.” ellie coos, a pout playing on her lips even though it’s all pure sarcasm. “been teasing us for years, sweetheart. walking around in those little dresses, giving me those fucking eyes when your dad wasn’t looking.”

two women, your dad’s closest friends at that, are currently teasing your pussy like it’s their personal plaything. it’s so wrong, and you know it is, but you can’t resist giving into them.

“m’ sorry. just wanted your attention, that’s all.” you stutter, your words becoming more incoherent as abby’s thumb begins to circle your clit. 

“just wanted our attention, huh?” ellie’s head hangs down and lets out a chuckle, looking at the blonde to contemplate her next move. she decides to sit behind you, your back resting against her front as she plays with your breasts. 

you feel abby nip at your inner thigh, making your hips buck with need, but each time you do, ellie’s fingers pinch your nipples harder, and whispers degrading words in your ear.  “shoving your hips in anderson’s face. you need your needy pussy filled that bad?”

abby’s lips ghost over your cunt, kissing your clit then backing away just to mess with you. you groan out of frustration, lifting your head to meet her hungry eyes. “stop fuckin’ teasing me.” your words come out harsher than expected, earning an amused laugh from ellie, but a harsh slap from abby.

her hand landed on your pussy with such force, you wouldn’t be surprised if there was a handprint burned into your skin. 

“shit, well, you heard the girl, stop teasing.” ellie mocks, groping and massaging your boobs. 

“need to teach ‘er some manners.” abby spits on your pussy, watching the glob of saliva drip through your folds before landing another harsh slap on it. 

you whine at the stinging sensation, you hate how the pain has you silently pleading for more. it was the most amount of stimulation you’ve gotten in hours, so you had to take what you could get, but it doesn’t go unnoticed by abby.

she watches the way your expression changes to something more desperate, and how your whimpers grow more high pitch at every smack. she knew you liked this, way more than you were supposed to. 

“she’s such a slut, els, she’s enjoying this.” abby states, looking at ellie to figure out their next move. again. 

“fuck it. flip her over, ass up. teach her pussy some manners, ‘nd i’ll fuck her face. simple.” ellie’s lewd words shot right to your core, making your thighs rub together in anticipation.  

the blonde scoffs but doesn’t hesitate. with a firm grip on your hips, she flips you over like it’s nothing, forcing your chest to the mattress as she yanks your hips up. your ass is high in the air, dripping and exposed—just how they want you.

“spread,” abby commands, voice thick with authority. her rough hands smooth over your skin before delivering another sharp slap to your cunt, making you jolt.

ellie kneels in front of you, fingers gripping your jaw, forcing you to meet her dark, hooded gaze. her smirk is laced with something cruel, something dangerous.

“good girl,” ellie coos, dragging her thumb over your swollen lips before pressing them apart. “you wanted our attention, huh? now, open up. be a good whore and take what you’re given.”

behind you, abby aligns herself, the thick strap teasing your entrance. “gonna fuck you like you’ve been begging for,” she mutters, pressing the head against your aching hole. “and ellie’s gonna stuff that pretty mouth so you don’t get too loud. you can handle that, can’t you?”

your only response is a whimper, your body trembling as you try to nod, but ellie’s grip on your jaw tightens. “words, sweetheart,” she taunts, rubbing the tip of her cock over your lips. “or maybe we need to teach you those too.”

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Oh lord help me. This. BLAIR…. you really got me with this one