having feral hybrid!vi thoughts.... where she gets hauled into the rehab center/shelter bc she's being a menace on the streets and none of the other employees want to work with her bc she's "too spicy" so you decide to give it ago -- you find her curled in the corner of the intake and processing room with a muzzle clamped over her jaws and the heaviest restraints wrapped around her wrists to keep her from lunging at whoever walks through the door. the moment you walk in, you can see the blade of fear in her eyes, and your heart aches for the unimaginable abuse she must've suffered out on the streets.

and it takes days -- entire days where you're sitting across the room from her, slowly inching closer, nudging forward food and water till she'll jerk forward and snatch them away. at first, you have to put straws in all her water bottles bc you can't get close enough to take the muzzle off. but somewhere around day 6 or 7, she finally lets you close enough where she'll take the food from your hand instead of from the ground.

summary # ellie swears she's dominant, and she is. well, until you actually get her in bed.

watch out # masterlist, sub!top!ellie williams, dom!bottom!fem!reader, title is from flash in the pan by jane remover, strap on usage, title image inspiration @grotesquevi aka vicorices, idea inspiration from numerous ellie x reader fics across tumblr and ao3

제니 + 류진

Hunt Me Down

Pairing: Ellie Williams x Reader

Summary: You like being hunted and Ellie likes hunting.

Contents: nsfw, smut, farm!ellie, semi public sex (they’re in the woods), roleplay, cnc, vaginal fingering, oral sex, aftercare.

Ellie! who sits on the steps of the barn house as you disappear into the woods. She doesn’t move, doesn’t even look. She just sits there, book in hand, sketching random designs.

Ellie! who gives you a good few minutes to run before getting up and closing her book, walking back into the house to put it on the table before leaving again. Who slowly walks past the fence, closing the gate, and moving into the woods. Who twists an arrow around in her hand, bow ready on her back.

Ellie! who knows you haven’t gone far, you never do. Maybe you’re too scared to stray too far or maybe you wanted to be caught. Who flicks her eyes around in all directions until she heard the crack of a twig under a boot.

Ellie! who grabs her bow and gets her arrow ready, waiting for the flash of movement you will inevitably make due to her silence. Who shoots her arrow just inches to the side of it, hitting the bark of a tree just next to your head. She’d never hit you. The shock of it making you stumble to the ground, turning onto your back and shoving yourself up to run.

Ellie! who chases after you, faster and stronger. Who easily catches up, tackling you to the ground and crawling on top of you. Who straddles your waist, keeping you in place with her thighs firmly against your sides.

Ellie! who keeps a hand on the top of your back to hold you to the ground as you struggle. Who shuffled down so she is straddling your thighs instead so she can lift your hips just enough to reach under you to undo the button of your jeans and pull them down slightly. Who laughs cruelly when she sees the forming wet patch on your underwear.

Ellie! who thumbs your pussy through your panties first, spreading the wetness around, before hooking her fingers into the waistband and yanking them down to rest around your thighs with your jeans. Who slides a finger between your lips, coating it in your slick, before leaning over you to shove it in your mouth making you taste yourself.

Ellie! who pushes another finger in your mouth with the first, making you get them all nice and wet for her. Who ignores your weak struggles. Though, they are calming down. Who circles her fingers around your hole before pushing them in roughly making you moan despite it and struggle more, using your hands to try and push yourself up. Who simply grabs both your wrists and holds them together behind your back with one hand.

Ellie! who scissors her fingers inside you, stretching you out. Who curls them to hit that soft spongy spot inside you making you flinch before slowly falling slack apart from the slight spasms in your legs from the constant pressure against it as she keeps hitting it with her fingers.

Ellie! who pulls her fingers out of you abruptly, lifting up slightly to turn you around so you’re on your back. Who hastily pushes your shirt up to wrap her lips around your nipple, her hand playing with the other. Who can’t help but break slightly alongside you when your head tilts back with a breathy moan at the feeling.

Ellie! who kisses down your chest and stomach before licking over your pussy lips. Who takes your clit into her mouth, sucking on it rhythmically as her fingers trail back to your hole. Who doesn’t move to stop you from curling your legs up and digging your hands into her short hair.

Ellie! who is spurred on by your moans and whimpers, pounding your cunt with her fingers despite your squirming to get away or get closer to the intense pleasure. Who doubles her efforts when she feels your thighs tense up and your breath hitch.

Ellie! who keeps fucking you through your orgasm, letting you ride it out. Who licks you clean of the cum and slick that was spread around your cunt and inner thighs.

Ellie! who carries you back to the farm house once you’ve calmed down. Who washes the dirt off your body in the shower, taking her time to wash your hair properly. Who cuddles with you on the couch, giving you gentle kisses, whilst you’re both waiting for dinner to finish cooking.

⸝⸝⸝ LIKE PETALS DANCING IN THE GENTLE BREEZE - ,,

You both had been on a picnic when she first saw it. Three kids. Maybe triplets. Playing and tripping over one another. Ellie tilted her head. “Kids, huh?” She sat there on the picnic mat as you prepared her sandwich for her, knowing fully well if you let her do it herself she’d end up eating the ingredients as is. You looked up, catching the way her green eyes seemed to drift away into a world of her own as she stared at the little kids playing and cheering in joy.

“Ellie?”

we accidentally invited the extended family over for christmas and this is a product of that

MARRY ME · cw // none, just fluff, proposal, after sex things, farm au

Ellie was so deeply in love with you she couldn’t imagine life without you. Every day started with being wrapped in her sweater that was too big for your body but Ellie insisted you wore it so she could keep you warm and also because you looked absolutely adorable when you were all wrapped up like a burrito.

Ellie brewed coffee at an ungodly hour of the morning. The rooster didn’t even cry out yet. The gentle smell of caffeine filled the air, the sound of a spoon stirring in a mug woke you.

“Ellie…” you mumbled and instantly your girlfriend was by your side.

⟢ SUBTOP!ELLIE says space facts as you finger her. She’s facing the mirror so you can show her just how much a mess she makes of herself whenever your fingers are plunging deep in her sopping wet hole. Ellie whines softly, “don’t— I can’t take more. Please…”

You giggle. “Oh, but baby, you have to. Can’t you do it for me?”

Ellie gulps hard before nodding. “Y-yes… I’ll— I’ll try.” You let out a small approving hum, your fingers starting to plunge inside faster and rougher making the other girl squirm. Her pussy convulses. She cums again like a pathetic needy little puppy.