Wanting To Write A Fic Idea You Came Up With On An Ur Fav Authors Anon Asks But Also You Dont Wanna Expose

wanting to write a fic idea you came up with on an ur fav authors anon asks but also you dont wanna expose urself… THE DEMONS R FIGHTING… (but she’s also been gone for a month and i rlly like the ideaaa urg)

my fav genre of fics are the one’s with a pic of Ellie from an intense, sad scene and the title is like “Ellie giving you head oneshot” LIKES THAT PHOTO HAS NO CORRELATION WHAY IS GOING ON??

Some more inspo since I wrote this at 1 am and have been working on an inspo board since 🫶🫶

im so inlove with muse! reader x photographer! Ellie 🫶🫶🫶🫶

Something that has always plagued my mind with girlfriend! Ellie is how she would dedicate her instagram to you. I can imagine her posting your photos with cringey captions like “My muse.” and photo dumping horrible fisheye photos of your forehead for her followers to see.

I think she is also incredibly kind about her photos (especially in modern day non-tlou au) where she has a digital camera she stole from joel that she take’s everywhere- most of it being taken up of stills of her favorite person (you.)

Def takes photos of you doing the most mundane stuff and for some reason she just makes it so beautiful it has you in awe (??) Like she will take a picture of you doing the dishes and suddenly your some vogue model in a dreamy life.

These are the kinda digitals Ellie takes, and it’s caused her to gain a cult following online which she actually always forgets about (like “oh yeah that one got 14k like… i didnt realize… oh” so nonchalantly) :

Something that has always plagued my mind with girlfriend! Ellie is how she would dedicate her instagram to you. I can imagine her posting your photos with cringey captions like “My muse.” and photo dumping horrible fisheye photos of your forehead for her followers to see.

I think she is also incredibly kind about her photos (especially in modern day non-tlou au) where she has a digital camera she stole from joel that she take’s everywhere- most of it being taken up of stills of her favorite person (you.)

Def takes photos of you doing the most mundane stuff and for some reason she just makes it so beautiful it has you in awe (??) Like she will take a picture of you doing the dishes and suddenly your some vogue model in a dreamy life.

These are the kinda digitals Ellie takes, and it’s caused her to gain a cult following online which she actually always forgets about (like “oh yeah that one got 14k like… i didnt realize… oh” so nonchalantly) :

um your writing is so fucking good i’m nervous 🏃🏾‍♀️

okay i think ellie would wear her strap out in public and one day reader would decide to give her a handy like- half joking but ellie actually LOVES it. like her eyes cloud over instantly and she’s spreading her legs for more

if you could do something with that i’d be forever in your debt

if you can’t i still thank you sm for your time 🙏🏾🫶🏾

she’d be kinda shy at first but seeing your palm on her shaft makes her heart skip a beat lord!!!!!

this would probably occur in one of the first time she has ever worn her cock out in public so she’s extra nervous. what absolutely doesn’t help her nerves, is how it keeps rubbing against her crotch and how you keep damn eyeing her little bulge!!!

she’d be blushy and so awkward, frantic whispers like “babe stop gawking at it…” “jeez people are gonna see, stop looking at my dick!!!!” “seriously, babe, m’never doing this again” as if it doesn’t turn her on to see your gaze drop down and your all knowing smile every two secs. rolls eyes.

it all starts when you tell her you gotta pee in the middle of lunch at an all american diner. usually, you’d go alone, but you’re begging her to come with you this time. she obliges out of innocence but has no idea what you plan to do in there. honestly, neither did you, but you just had to… touch it, for some reason. so you fondle her everywhere, squeezing her butt and making her squirm, then pressing your palm atop the bulge. she winces like you just touched her cunt in the middle of a public speech.

“baaaabe” she complains but that reddish blush gives her in. you keep toying with it above her baggy jeans, pressing it and releasing it and running your fingertips on its length. you’re giggling, she did too at first, but now ellie’s fully panting.

“i know you’re playing but this isn’t…”

you unbutton her jeans. you’re no longer giggling too.

“a game”, she breathes.

if it’s extra thick, so your palm doesn’t close all the way it makes her size kink go brrr. because as much as you love her hands she loves yours a billion times more. especially if they’re perfectly manicured, acrylics and all… you spit on your palm and smear it on her tip as u look at her like this “🥺” and her hips immediately buck like a middle schooler getting his first handy.

“wanna play with it” you murmur against her neck. her fine hairs rise, this has definitely unlocked… something.

you move your hand slow, up and down, not failing to keep eye contact with ellie for a second. her lids close, eyebrows furrow, lips forming a near pout. maybe she grew a phantom dick, or maybe it’s the pressure of the base against her clit, but she swears a pool of sweet sleek forms right below her slit.

“you’re so s-s-stupid… this isn’t funny… soooo, good” ₊˚⊹ ᰔ