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amelia

@elliesfavtoy

♡ ellie williams' wife | she/her | 22 | lesbian
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if i ever give you attitude just know it can be easily fixed with a stern look or a spanking or you whispering “be my good girl” in my ear or your fingers in my mouth or -

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cuddling that leads to kissing that leads to making out that leads to your fingers in my mouth while you pound your strap into me and i beg you to breed me

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I want her to leave marks. I want hickies all over my thighs and tummy. I want nail indents on where she held me down to make sure I didnt squirm under her touch. And maybe Id like a small hickey on my neck, so everyone who looks at me longer than just at a glance will see that I’m hers.

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In the mood for a make out sesh that turns into a night of hot, steamy sex with me being on the bed, ass up in front of the mirror and her being behind me, fucking me so ruthlessly I can barely form words…. and she would make me watch what a drooling little slut I am while she grips my hair and pounds into my tight pussy with her strap 🤭

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oh to have a butch who i can have lay on my lap so i can play with their hair and tell them how handsome they are

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getting manhandled, toyed with, and slapped around by a butch would fix so many of my problems i think.

especially after a day of me being a complete fucking brat. like pls put me in my place. make me kneel, slap me in the face, spank me and make count each one then thank you for them

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*taps* is this mic on ?

where are the subs who want to drool all over my fingers and want to rock back and forth on my lap? the ones who get embarrassed about how wet they get when my fingers are in their mouth, and can’t help but need me to reach down and touch them because grinding down on my lap isn’t enough.

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*taps* is this mic on ?

where are the subs who want to drool all over my fingers and want to rock back and forth on my lap? the ones who get embarrassed about how wet they get when my fingers are in their mouth, and can’t help but need me to reach down and touch them because grinding down on my lap isn’t enough.

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i want a woman to roughy fuck my throat with her fingers as soon as she takes them out of me

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Anonymous asked:

a bit of an angst request for ellie. you know how joel told ellie that there were many other immune kids in utah so she wasn’t needed for the cure. what if he wasn’t necessarily lying? there are other immune people but they’re hiding from fireflies. one day ellie sees a girl her age or older breathing spores near jackson. ellie considers telling joel but they’re not on speaking terms so she goes to find the girl alone. ellie finally finds the girl in a pretty secure safe house and she immediately starts asking questions. eventually the girl tells ellie that the search for the cure is dangerous and many people she had known/grown up with have died for it (maybe she grew up near a lab so there were many immune kids). she tells ellie that while technically the cure is possible it can’t be mass produced since there isn’t technology for that anymore and there aren’t enough immune kids either. the girl comforts ellie as she takes in the information.

Not the only one
Pairings: Ellie Williams x female reader
Summary: Ellie argues with Joel about her immunity, then discovers another immune teen in a spore-filled factory. She tracks the girl for a week to a remote cabin, learning of her tragic past—immune kids experimented on and killed in failed vaccine attempts, ended by a horde. After debating hope vs. futility, Ellie convinces her to return to Jackson and confront Joel with proof she’s not alone.
Warnings: heavy angst, descriptions of violance, death mentions, human experimentation, harm to minors mention, ptsd, suicide implications.

The snow crunched under Ellie’s boots as she trudged through the overgrown outskirts of Jackson, her breath fogging in the crisp winter air. Joel walked a few paces ahead, his rifle slung over his shoulder, scanning the horizon for any signs of infected or raiders. It had been a quiet patrol so far—too quiet, the kind that made Ellie’s mind wander to places she usually tried to avoid. The Fireflies, the hospital, her immunity. It all bubbled up like an old wound that never quite healed.

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Hmm the idea of slowly grinding down on someones thigh while they are fully clothed and I’m wearing nothing but underwear

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