Ellie Be Real Please

ellie… be real please…

[✶] — YOUTUBER!ELLIE HEADCANNONS

DISCLAIMERS & WARNINGS — EIGHTEEN PLUS, usage of cursing, mentions of kicking vagina (idk what else 😭)

AUTHOR’S NOTE, hoorah!

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who will never in a million years stop saying out of pocket shit.

She’s playing nun massacre by the creators puppet combo when she starts talking her shit — she is a bark, no bite type of a girl.. — “Let that nun come in here, Ima Liu Kang kick her coochie.” she says, her eyebrows furrowing in concentration with a hint of fear. (autocorrect hella fear). She’s a room, crouched by a drawer, searching for items when she continues her rave. “Phoosh, me, scared?” she rolls her eyes with too much confidence. “I wanna see that saggy titty bitch come—“ she cuts herself off when the screen start glitching indicating the enemy nearby and immediately scurries in a corner.

The moment she’s in the corner, she looks striaght into the camera, expression changed within seconds. “Guys—no, i’m not scared.” she whines when she hears footsteps. Let’s just say she is, not that she’ll admit it.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who swears she’s not flexing when she shows her goosebumps.

“You guys don’t know how clenched my asshole is… AHH!—stupid ass bird!” she shouts when a jumpscare plays. “I got the chills, guys. Look, not even tryna to flex so don’t go in the comment saying that I am.” She pauses the game and promptly lifts the sleeve of her shirt to show the camera her muscles that are practically bulging out — yeah totally not “flexing”.

“You guys see them? The chills that kill.” she says, looking at her arm through the face cam and running her finger along her beefy bicep to point out the nonexistent goosebumps.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who made a challenge for herself to post everyday for a month, but never has accomplished it.

“Guys, I swear on my uncles saggy tits, i’m gonna get this shit done.” She says, running a hand through her hair, seeming determined, yet somewhat stressed about it. Which her fans seem to notice almost instantly, making the comments on that video very sweet. :(

Itsme123: “Hey man don’t overwork yourself, you’re doing great!

Purpleismyfav: “You don’t stress yourself out over a challenge, we’ll always be here!

Gayforelliewilliams: “You got this! We love you, Ellie!

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who starts posting vlogs more often that consist of her making breakfast, working out (which gets deadly amount of views.), her walking around the city she lives in.

Youtuber!Ellie who’s a fucking idiot when recording one of these said vlogs when she unexpectedly meets you, but her first impression does leaves a mark behind!

“Yo, guys, look at this fine ass girl.” she says, pointing the camera towards you before realizing what’s she doing can end with her sitting in a jail cell and almost drops the camera trying to face it towards her again, hoping you didn’t notice her antics, but you did.

The first impression wasn’t great…you immediately came up to her, angry. “Hey, you creep! Why the fuck are you recording me?!” you interrogated.

God, she knew this wasn’t the right time, but the way you yelled at her was so hot. “I’m…Im sorry…I didn’t mean to! I was just recording for my blog, uhm, I’ll cut it out.” her eyebrows furrowed in concern, she felt her face drop, losing its warmth. She didn’t want to come on as a creep who records random women! Even though thats what she was doing in the moment minus the creepy intentions part, but nonetheless that was the last thing she wanted to be!

“Please do!” you frown, and walk away. “The decency on some people!” Ellie can hear you say as you walk off.

A defeated sigh escapes her lips, and she immediately opens her camera again. “Y’all, I messed up my chance with another baddie…” she says with a sad huff.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who’s in bed, days later scrolling on tiktok with her chip coated fingers that leave behind residue stains when she sees a familiar face. Licking her fingers, she pauses the video, and looks at one of the girls being interviewed on what song they were singing to. It was you.

What were the chances of her ever seeing you again? Literally, zilch, but here she is commenting, “Yo, who’s the 4th baddie? 🌝”

It took about ten minutes to get mutliples comments and likes, but she didn’t care, she was looking for you, not the other comments responding to hers saying, “Nooo, my chances with are ruined 💔” or “Ellie’s a simp.”

Until one of her fans did pull through, and @ you.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie’s heart pounding out of her chest as she scrolled through your tiktok. She could feel her cheek becoming warm, just looking through your media, and after a little stalking, she followed you.

When you got the notification, and mutiple tags of people saying this about a girl named ellie? You opened your phone and scrolled through tiktok until.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who got a notification on tiktok that you followed her back. Let’s just say she almost recreated her infamous scene of her falling out of her chair.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who accidentally pressed the “👋👋👋”

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who screamed “No!” when she realized she did, and threw her phone across the room.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who was throwing clothes around her already messy room trying to find her phone that she threw after hearing her phone ring.

“Where are you, you fucking—Ahah, Got your ass!” she squeals, and looks at your response, “Hey, you’re that one creep who recorded me, aren’t you?”

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who was surprised with how smooth you two were getting acquaint. She obviously asked for your number because she fucking hates texting on tiktok, plus who does that? And you two were actually hitting it off.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who doesn’t immediately want to reveal her career, wanting to be known for her, not for her channel. So when you ask if she was a youtuber, Ellie plays it off smoothly… at least that’s she think…

“So what was with the camera? You have a fetish for fliming random girls?” you voice receiving on her end of the phone, causing her to wince.

“N-No…” she sighs, feeling her face heat up as she thinks of an explaination that doesn’t expose everything.

You couldn’t help, but to laugh, making Ellie’s heart flutter at the sound of it. “You know I’m kidding, right?” She could hear your smile through the phone, making one appear on hers.

“Yeah, no, of course!” she responds quickly, but after curses herself mentally for being so awkward. “Uhm, it was just a project for my film class.”

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who did ask you out on a date (finally) and was extremely nervous for it that she sent out a tweet asking for tips on what not to do, but was met with her fans teasing her.

Andrewking101: “Make sure to leave your camera behind!”

Princessbubblegumfan14: “Make sure your flyer is up.”

FinnyDinny101: “Don’t fall out of the chair!”

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who trips four times on your date together.

“Youre pretty clumsy.” a giggle can be heard from you which makes Ellie turn even more red.

“Yeah, sorry, you just keep making me fall to my knees.”

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who preread her stupid puns book, for just in case.

“Speaking of grapes,” she smirks. “What did the green grape say to the purple grape?”

You smile, already starting laugh. “Uhm, I don’t know, what?”

“Breathe, you idiot!”

Let’s just say your first date was one of many dates that bloomed into something more!

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who was finally came clean on the third date and was extremely nervous to tell you about her career. Since there was a chance you wouldn’t think being a youtuber was a real job, but you took it rather well.

“Ellie, I know that already. Didn’t really take rocket science.” you deadpan, your face too serious for her comfort.

“Oh,” she trails off, looking away as she scratches the back of her neck. “Right…” she whispers, cursing herself for being an idiot.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who accidentally kinda exposes your relationship, a week after of you guys making it official. But she played it cool.

…at least she thinks that.

“Yeah, my girl—“ she stops, accidentally swallowing the food she was chewing when she realize what she was gonna say. “I mean friend likes sushi too.” she says in between coughs.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who turns paler than she is now when she sees pictures surface rather quickly of you two out in public. What did she expect honestly? Her fans are borderline insane and delusional for her, were they not gonna catch on? What made Ellie more scared is the “don’t get a fuck” outfit she had on compared to the outfit you had on. Girl legit looked like a bum holding hands with a goddess, and as usual her fandom did not take it lightly.

Kingpin123: “WHATT YOU GOT A FUCKING GIRL?

Wolfgangnation: This just came in, Ellie Williams from Ellieswolfgang has a girlfriend! I repeat she has a girlfriend!

fleshunger: NOOOO HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?! TO OUR KIDS?! 💔

Ellieswife: How did bro get that? LOOKING LIKE THAT 😭

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who has relief when her fans like you, and instead dogged on her for looking like a cat’s hairball, but you assure with many cuddles and love that you’d still love her if she was.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie’s followers finding soon after the reveal of you find Ellie reposting shit like this on TikTok.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who makes tiktok’s like these randomly, and her comments are just as expected.

GamergurlHJ: Oh to be Y/N… 😞

Skibidi1233: Me and who?

Justinbieberfan1294: Stoppp they’re actually so cute I can’t 😭

But also you guys.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who puts you in her vlogs and legit has to cut some of the clips short because it’s full on just her groping and kissing you like goddamn give the girl some breath, ellie!

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who now cannot stop talking about you in every single youtuber video. It’s literally oh, y/n this, y/n that. It’s ridiculous, even her fans in the comment section start a count on the amount of mentions.

FREEPALESTINE: thirty in today’s video, y’all… 😐

Happyveevee: If my girlfriend isn’t like this, i don’t want ‘em. 💯

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who purposefully plays games that you helped program in just to mention you.

“Oh, shit, guys! My girlfriend worked on this game! She so fucking cool, man.” she smiles to herself, knowing damn well she knew.

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie who’s caught being a cutie by yours truly on one of her vlogs at the beach. it goes on like standard blog, the buildup to the now resting point.

The camera pans to ellie on a lawn chair, focused, so focused in fact if you looked closely you’d see the tip of her tongue poking out of her lips ever so slightly. Accompanying her are two remotes, one in hand and another on her lap. Below resting on the sand are two toy construction vehicles; an excavator and a dump truck. The remote in her hands seems to be controlling the excavator since it’s promptly picking and pouring sand on the back of the dump truck, making a miniature ant hill.

You couldn’t help but to snort at her antics which are utterly adorable in your eyes, but your snickering doesn’t go unnoticed, catching the auburnette’s attention. “Hey, are you recording me?” she frowns, intentionally giving you puppy eyes.

You giggle, nodding. “Yup, and you better keep it in the video, or else.” you threaten playfully with a smirk.

“Or else, what?” she retorts playfully, scooping up sand and commanding the machine towards your direction. “Uhh—Ellie, what are you doing?” you raise a eyebrow, but soon get your answer when she pressed a button, promptly making the machine pour its content on your thigh. “Ellie!” you scoff, instinctively lifting your thigh up and accidentally sending the sand all over you. Ellie’s laugh serve as background noise from your muttered curses as you shook all the sand off of you.

On the bright side she kept that part in the video!

YouTuber!Ellie who’sliterally that one audio “I like him. I like that autistic man.”

Imagining Youtuber!Ellie’s fans dogging on her for the way she act with you on camera.

Lilwaynetay: Bro the type to call her “mommy” while giving her this look “🥺”.

NBAstarfan: Bro the type to be at the dinner table with her knife and fork upright and cloth wrapped around her neck.

Not gonna say which one is true…

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[✶] — PERMANENT TAGLIST, @dyk3ang3l, @elliesprettygirl, @les4elliewilliams, @r3starttt, @slut4mascss, @marsworlddd, @bready101, @abbysleftbicepp, @airenaa, @caraphernellie, @astralnymphh, @whore87, @kaiilectric, @sapphicontherun, @mikellie, @nihilisticangelbby

[!] — PLACE AGES AND PRONOUNS IN BIOS, to be added to my taglist!

i want to give ellie the three finger combo from canes then give her a three finger combo after…

take on me is a regular song that plays on the radio at my job and it always without fail makes me think of ellie and dina and it makes me want to d*e

obsessed with my new top i looov it. masc mandate!! 😈

TRIBBINGTRIBBINGTRIBBING

✂️ with ellie where ur both just desperate and losing ur minds tg maybe no dom/sub roles (if u want) <3

CUT, CHEW, CUM!

before you read!!

☆: erm ok idk if this has been written before (really have no clue, never seen it and couldn't find any.) but this idea came to me one horny 4am haze (post nut clarity? i only know post nut fic ideas OKAY JEEZUS anyway) so had to jot it down immediately lol. inspired by those aphrodisiac chocolates you can get. thinking of the title was a pain and a half…PLS DONT SUE ME THIS IS JUST A MEASLY LIL FIC THANK YOU.

♧: 2.2k wc

◇: SMUT!! this is literally just pure filth, sorry :3 with a little whisper of plot because yes. lots of build up (well, this is a pluto fic after all, what do you expect…i can't not yap ok), modern au, established relationship, nipple play, scissoring/tribbing, not really any roles they're just tryna get each other off, squirting, whiny ellie (yum), “baby” pet name, brief description of body hair (it's hot, ion wanna hear it!), masturbation ig (for like one second LMAO), ik the graphic is hideous but i can't be arsed, i dunno they're literally just fuckin like animals…i’m genuinely embarrassed.

Ellie watched over your shoulder as you turned over the crinkly packet, reading the warnings and table of contents. “Huh, you really think this is gonna work?” She asked quizzically, a tremendous amount of sarcasm in her tone . “I have no idea, it's probably just some placebo type of thing. but where's the harm in giving it a try anyway?” You replied, excited to see what was gonna happen. The chocolates looked completely unassuming: see-through plastic packaging, milk chocolate substance, shaped into a classic chocolate bar shape. Totally normal. Well, apart from the product name—CUT, CHEW, CUM! in all caps. Yeah that was discreet.

“It says…some ingredient names I can't pronounce, it works in about 20-40 minutes, and the effects last up to three hours, nice.” You read aloud the back of the packaging. “C’mon open it already, I wanna try them.” Ellie grumbled, beginning to get impatient.

It was a regular Saturday night—the two of you were bored and had absolutely no plans, but snatched these interesting treats up while perusing a store earlier, and were thoroughly intrigued, wondering what they were all about. She took them from your hands and roughly tore open the package, someone was in a hurry.

“Impatient, much?” Ellie rolled her eyes, handing you a rectangle of the dessert. You both sniffed it, nothing out of the ordinary. Then popped it in your mouths at the same time. It tasted fine, you wouldn't think twice about it. That would make a funny prank, replacing regular chocolates with these, you think to yourself.

Ellie shrugged at you, her face expressionless. Mouth stuffed with the sweet, “It’s just chocolate, did you get scammed? I’m gonna beat that fucker up.” But it came out garbled, and you understood maybe a third of what she said, blinking at her blankly.

Swallowing it and looking at her watch, “Alright let's see what happens in like half an hour, if anything. I doubt it'll work, to be totally honest, this shit's just a cash grab.” Ellie made her way over to the couch, patting the space next to her, where you quickly bounded over and cuddled up to her. You turned on an episode of your favorite comedy show—with a precise half-hour runtime—and leaned on your Ellie, enjoying her closeness and warmth.

Now that the treats went down the hatch, there was nothing else to do apart from wait and see if something was going to happen. 

You weren't looking at the time to see how much time had passed, but you began to feel a little jittery. The episode was nearing the end, and you were still leaning on Ellie. You felt some very light symptoms of arousal, they almost weren't even there. Like a slight increased heart rate and you felt rather warm in the face and limbs.

The way you had leaned on her, resting your head on her shoulder, gave you easy access to her neck, which was your favorite spot to kiss. You weren't paying much mind to Ellie, your eyes were trained on the television screen—this was one of the best comedies after all, but because she was right there, and you love your girlfriend, you kissed her on the side of her neck, right on her pulse point.

She smelled really good, she smelled of her beloved pine soap, so you kissed her some more, ever so gently taking the delicate skin in between your teeth, sucking on it and tasting her. Suddenly the show wasn't keeping your attention anymore, there was only her.

You shifted more to the right to get closer to her, pressing up against her side and burying your face in her. What broke you out of your pseudo-trance however, was feeling Ellie's nails dig into the meat of your thigh, and you faintly heard her breathing hitch as well. She had a vice grip on your leg, her knuckles turning a milky white.

“You okay, Els?” You move back to look at her, concerned. But what you saw was a beet-red Ellie—her freckles had gone invisible, that's how intense her flush was—chewing on her bottom lip, her eyes were darting around the living room as she avoided your gaze, her chest noticeably rising and falling.

The realization hit you like a semi, the chocolates. “Shit, are the chocolates working?” You ask her, a touch bewildered, you hadn't expected much of anything to happen. But here you were, wonderfully proven wrong.

She sucked in a breath, screwed her eyes shut and nodded rapidly. “Yeah, it's working all right.” She drawled under her breath, talking through a clenched jaw. At her confirmation you felt the same effects, you were really turned on, and it wasn't helping just how good your girlfriend looked right now.

You were overcome with the animalistic urge to just ruin her, to fuck her, feel her, and drink her up completely—it was almost making you dizzy. Ellie on the other hand, looked like she was in pain, her face redder than a fresh summer cherry, she leaned back against the couch with a hand resting on her forehead.

She chuckled darkly, “This crap is fuckin' strong.” You needed her, really, really badly. The ache in your lower abdomen was growing uncomfortable and you needed to take care of it. Hesitantly inching towards Ellie, you took her chin in your hand and turned her face to meet your eyes, swiping your thumb across her bottom lip.

She seemed to be holding back too, staring at your mouth with her hand hovering by your waist. “Ellie I wanna feel you.” You mutter quietly, unable to recall a time you felt this needy for her. And seemingly just as, if not more, needy for you, she nearly whined, “C’mere, please…”

You didn't need to be told twice. Zealously smashing your lips onto hers, the kiss felt electric, it was like fireworks going off inside your body. The passion was suffocating, her greedy hands roaming all over you, she was squeezing and kneading at your hips and waist, all without breaking the messy kiss.

Ellie moaned in your mouth, the kiss being all teeth, tongue, and spit—it was gross, really, but you couldn't get enough. Neither of you could hold back. Ellie held you so tightly against her, you'd think she would just pass away if she didn't get to have you as soon as humanly possible.

“Mmfmm, fuckin’ hell.” She panted, unable to separate herself from you. And you were near begging as well, needing nothing more than to quell the burning in between your thighs. You climbed clumsily into her lap, straddling her and grunting at the pressure, which was oh so delicious, but not nearly enough to satisfy you.

Ellie shot to an upright position, slipping her hands under your shirt to cup your boobs, softly pinching your already perky nipples between her fingers. Her mouth was suctioned tightly to your neck, wet, open-mouthed kisses leaving glaring marks wherever she could reach.

The sensations were all making your head spin into oblivion, and you tangled your fingers in her auburn locks, earning a whimper from your girlfriend beneath you. “Fuckkk Ellie, shi- damn.” 

Incoherent babbles fell from your lips as you rocked your hips back and forth on the top of her pelvis, ravenously seeking any friction you could get to soothe the painful throbbing in your center.

Ellie's bites on your neck got stronger, her voice breaking as pathetic pleas fell heavily against your skin. “Please baby, want your pussy.” It took everything in you to separate yourself from her and assume a stand, stumbling to rid your lower half of the clothing barrier between you and her.

She did the same, wobbly legs kicking her Star Wars themed pajama pants to the side. She sat back on the couch, appearing to be in a sort of horny trance, you've never seen her this turned on and ready to go.

You were struggling to get your clothes off, irritation rising when things kept getting snagged, your shaky hands fumbling to get it all off.

She was eyeing you hungrily, and stuffed two fingers inside her sopping pussy, thrusting quickly, curling them inside her, mercilessly pounding at her g-spot and rubbing her thumb on top of her stimulation-deprived, pulsing bud. Head falling backward, melodic moans escaped her, glistening folds and slick covered hand creating a mesmerizing sight.

“Hey, wait for me, what the fuck?” You guffawed, finding her impatience comical. Immediately after that, you successfully undressed and sat yourself back in her lap, splaying her legs as far apart as you could, hooking one leg over hers.

It was a bit of a struggle getting in the perfect position, the abundance of wetness in between you both causing you to slip as you lowered yourself onto her. Ellie was biting on her lower lip so forcefully she was going to draw blood, her strong hands found their home on either side of your hips, assisting you in grinding against her.

Desperate jerks and attempts to roll your swollen clit against hers proved better than before, however, the pleasure getting to her head. Her eyes were fluttering shut, eyebrows furrowed tightly together as you continued bouncing against her, feeling your own orgasm start to build in your core.

The tension was increasing, and drove you to pick up the pace—frantic moans tumbling out of you. The room was filled with the sounds of low, blissed out curses coming from you both, and the wet, smacking sounds of hot skin against skin.

“Pleasepleaseplease, fuck- just like that baby, ngh-!” She was getting close, her back was arching, and you were drooling at the sight of her toned abdomen—put on display by her bunched-up shirt, decorated with the copper happy trail you loved so much, leading down to her fluffy bush—would have been enough to push you over the edge simultaneously.

Her grip on your hips got even tighter, nothing but unintelligible whines—which used to resemble words—leaving you. Your own eyes were shut tight in concentration as you rocked against her more intensely, panting, desperate to cum.

She was eagerly thrusting up into you, chasing her own high. Slurring her words, she was pulling you down forcefully, causing spots of pleasure to explode in your vision. "Don’t stop, ah, I’m gonna-”

She cut herself off with a squeal of ecstasy, her hips jolting and stuttering against yours, warm cum spurting out of her pussy mixing with your own as you felt the orgasm wash over you in tandem with hers, overtaking your senses and causing white-hot euphoria all over.

You rode out the high, squelching sounds between the two of you growing wetter by the second, stammering profanities and strings of your girlfriend’s name until you both were twitching, whimpering, and on the verge of tears from the overstimulation. When you couldn't continue any longer, you collapsed on her, your chest heaving speedily while you tried to catch your breath.

She was the same way, leaning back against the couch with a hand resting on your lower back, the other pulling you in for a slow, deep kiss. You both stayed like that wordlessly for what seemed like an eternity, huffing and puffing as if you'd just ran a marathon.

You broke the silence first whispering into her ear, “Ellie…that was…” trailing off, cringing at the mess between your stuck-together bodies you could feel dripping everywhere at the smallest shift in position. She opened one eye and shot you a lop-sided grin, her cheeks pink, and covered in a thin, glowy sheen of sweat.

She giggled, then breathlessly replied, “I think I went to heaven there, wow.” You laughed, feeling at a loss for words all the same. That might have been the best sex you have ever had, and that was really saying something, you were still thrumming from the exertion. You sighed deeply and buried your face back in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent. Eyes feeling heavy, you mumbled, “Maybe we should get those chocolates again.” Ellie burst into a fit of laughter, causing you to shake on top of her. “I totally forgot about those, you’re so right, that was crazy.” You stayed nestled together for a while after, only moving to grab your phone and put more of the products in your cart.

Well, it was safe to say the two of you were about to become regular customers of CUT, CHEW, CUM!

if anyone has seen an ellie edit with the song guess by charli xcx… please show it to me rachel PLEASE