Bro Bartender!ellie Au Where Reader Is A Regular And Ellie Thinks Theyre Attractive And Eventually Ends

bro bartender!ellie au where reader is a regular and ellie thinks they’re attractive and eventually ends in smut? 😋

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Under the Cherry Blossom Trees

Joel Miller x gn!reader (no use of y/n)

Word count: 1.1k (1485 with optional epilogue)

Warnings: fluff, protective!Joel, established relationship, kissing, sweetness, optional angst epilogue

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“Joel, where are you taking me?”

“It’s a surprise, baby,” Joel replied with a smirk.

You rolled your eyes playfully as you tightened your grip around his waist. The horse the two of you shared walked gently through the quiet forest. Everything seemed at peace here, with no sign of infected for miles. The only sounds in the forest other than the clop of your horse were scattered bird calls and the rustle of the local wildlife.

You let out a short chuckle, “You know Joel, if it were anyone but you I would think I was about to be murdered and dumped out here in the middle of nowhere.”

Joel moved a hand from the reins and gave your wrists a tight squeeze, “You know I ain’t never gonna let anything like that happen, baby.” His tone was too serious for your attempt at a joke.

“I know,” you whispered as you leaned your head against his broad back and savored the warmth of his body, “I was just kidding.”

All Joel offered was a soft grunt and another squeeze before he fell silent again. You decided to keep quiet as well and just enjoyed the feeling of his body against yours and the soft warm wind against your back.

It was a sunny spring day, and as much as you loved living in Jackson, it was nice to be out and get some fresh air. Things almost felt normal like this with you and Joel out on a horseback date in the woods. But Joel always tried to make life seem as normal as he could for you.

Even so, he surprised you this morning when he told you to get ready to go out with him. He tried to hide it, but you saw through Joel’s calm and collected facade and noticed that he seemed nervous and jittery. But when you asked him why he needed you, he refused to answer.

Stranger still, Joel grabbed his guitar on the way out.

“Baby, we’re here.”

Joel’s hushed voice jolted you out of the trance you were in from the warm air and the soothing beat of his heart. You hadn’t even realized you almost dozed off right there on the horse until his voice broke the silence.

Suddenly, a rush of sensation flooded you and you took a deep inhale to smell something you hadn’t smelled in a long time, “Cherry blossoms?”

A soft rumble echoed from Joel’s chest, “Surprise,” he whispered softly.

Before you could restrain yourself, you gasped loudly, “Joel… Holy shit…”

In front of you was a long pathway lined on either side with cherry blossom tree after cherry blossom tree. The pink of the fully bloomed flowers in the sun lit up the forest in a way that completely took your breath away. Puddles from yesterday's light rain reflected the sunlight and made this patch of forest seem brighter than what surrounded it.

Joel turned over his shoulder and took in your reaction. Sure the trees were beautiful, but they didn’t compare to the look in your eyes as your face lit up in awe. He never could get enough of looking at you, and he swore there was never enough time to fully admire and appreciate your features.

He kept the horse still for several moments before he ushered you all towards a tree with a low hanging branch. You barely even noticed the movement.

With a click of his tongue, Joel steadied the horse, swung his leg over and pushed himself off. He quickly tied the reins to the branch before he extended a hand to you and said your name in such a sweet tone, “You coming?”

You shook your head as your eyes landed on Joel, “You bet!”

Joel’s hand felt warm in yours as he helped you down. You kept ahold of him even as you were steady on your feet and you let him guide you down the path. Your trust in Joel compared to nothing else and you followed his lead while you looked around and soaked in your surroundings.

“Wow…” you breathed, “I’ve never seen anything like this.”

A warm smile lit up Joel’s face as he looked over at you. His heart skipped a beat in his chest as he studied your every feature as if he was seeing you for the first time. But then again, to Joel, every time he saw your smile felt like the first time all over again.

You felt the weight of Joel’s gaze on you and you froze in place. When you met his eyes and saw the look of pure admiration there, you swallowed hard and suddenly your skin felt like it was on fire, “What?” you asked in a whisper.

“Nothing baby,” Joel murmured as he suddenly felt embarrassed as well, “You just look so damn beautiful in the flowers like this.”

A chuckle escaped your lips before you could help it, “Always the romantic, aren’t you Joel?”

“I do try,” his voice was low as he ushered you ahead of him, “You like it?” Joel used his nose and pointed towards a small setup on the side of the path.

You gasped as you saw the small tent that was set up between two large trees. Inside were some blankets and pillows to make it homey and cozy. And the front was open so you could sit and enjoy the magnificence of the trees and flowers around you.

“I found this place with Tommy yesterday on patrol,” Joel explained as he led you into the tent and sat the both of you down, “I checked for infected, there’s no one for miles. Just you and me. We can finally get some quiet alone time,” he rested an arm around your waist and kissed the side of your face, “How’d I do?”

“Joel… It’s…” you couldn’t even finish your thought before you lunged at him and kissed him deeply.

A low rumble echoed in Joel’s chest as he eagerly kissed you back and held you close. Soft moans filled the tent as you immediately deepened the kiss and showed him just how much you loved his surprise.

“Happy anniversary baby,” he murmured against your lips when you finally broke away for air.

You didn’t even open your eyes as you rested your head on Joel’s shoulder and settled comfortably at his side. You felt him place one last kiss on the top of your head before he pulled out his guitar and played a soft, sweet melody just for you.

At that moment, everything was absolutely perfect under the cherry blossom trees.

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Optional epilogue (warnings: tlou2 spoilers, angst, major character death)

The sun shined brightly as you rode your horse through the woods, but it still felt dark to you. Nothing seemed the same anymore, as if all the color in the world drained from your vision. Even the pinks of the cherry blossoms seemed dull in your eyes.

Everything was quiet around you, as if the world stood still for the moment, only to be broken by the sound of the clop of the horse beneath you. It was a strangely familiar feeling, yet it was different.

You rode down the path that Joel had taken you before, only this time it was just you. What was once a happy memory now felt somber as you had never felt more alone.

A sigh escaped your lips as you reached your destination: the tent Joel had set up for you.

You jumped off and tied the horse to a branch before you approached the space. What was once a warm, inviting space now felt cold and distant. Moss covered the blankets that were left behind and it felt like a shadow of what it once was.

But then again, so were you.

As you sat down on the damp ground, you choked back a sob. What should have been a happy day felt heavy on your heart. Reaching into your pocket, you pulled out Joel’s old watch and cradled it in your hands before you wrapped yourself around it and finally broke down into tears.

“I miss you so much, Joel,” you cried, “So fucking much.”

Birds fluttered in the trees around you, but you ignored it.

“Dina had the baby recently,” you spoke to the watch, “JJ is what they called him,” you let out a soft exhale, “Yeah, one of those J’s is for you,” you paused as you caught your breath, “Everyone is doing fine. You’d be so proud of Ellie, Joel. I’m watching over her, like I promised I would.”

Your eyes dropped down as you watched your tears hit the ground in front of you, “It’s not the same without you though,” you let out a deep sigh as you brought the watch up to your lips and gave it a gentle kiss, “Happy anniversary Joel.”

Werewolf Chris's first rut with you (pt 1)

(Sorry I haven't posted much this week, too many new cases at work >< also trying to play all the REs.....😅 also the reason why I'm breaking this up into 2 parts. 🥺

I did write this as fem reader and nb reader. The nb version is below the 'read more'. Also do you guys like the fem and gn versions?)

ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗMinors gtfo. This isn't for youᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

Warnings: werewolf/hybrid, lemons/smut soon

The first time Chris had a rut you were away for work. All 10 days of his rut was absolute hell for him. At first, he didn’t know what was wrong with him. He was absolutely uncomfortable in any sort of piece of clothing, he was hot, and his temper was a bit short. Not to mention he was constantly fucking his fist every few hours like a teenager. He was grateful you weren’t around because he was also taking all your clothes, especially your panties. He made a nest of your clothes on the bed, mainly to surround himself with your scent but also for another use. He felt like he was stuck in a fever dream.

He was able to pull himself together on the last day to clean up the place. When you returned home, you noticed some of your clothes were missing. Assuming you put them somewhere else in the closet, you didn’t think much of it. You also noticed your boyfriend acting a bit strange. Being a tad more protective, agitated, even territorial. When he came by to pick you up from work for lunch, you were outside talking to another coworker. Chris walked up to the two of you, putting his arm around your waist as he puffed out his chest.

The second time his rut hit him, you were thankfully out of town for work again. This time though seemed worse than the first time. Day two of you being gone, he woke covered in sweat, looking for anything and everything that smelt like you. He emptied out the closet of your clothes and unceremoniously put them on the bed. He was blasting the air conditioner, even though it was the middle of spring. He laid on the bed chest heaving and panting, skin clammy with sweat, cock fully erect begging for any sort of relief. His hands weren’t doing it for him. He needed your soft lips wrapped around his cock, the tight walls of your pussy milking him for everything he has to offer.

A few days pass, a taxi drops you off outside the door to your shared house. Grabbing your bags you made your way inside. You kicked off your shoes and placed your bags down, "Baby I got home ear-". You turned around to find your home a complete mess. The cabinets were open and there was food on the floor. The cushions in the living room were thrown around. Some had gashes in them. Looked like a wild animal ran amuck through the whole house. "Chris?", you tried to listen for any response but were met with silence.

You checked all the rooms for your beefy boyfriend, but still no luck. Until you heard heavy breathing and grunting coming from your shared bedroom. Letting your anxiety get the best of you opened the door, not even thinking about knocking. There you saw Chris stark naked laying on the bed, cock erected and throbbing. The tip was red, cum running down his length. His thighs were covered in his seed. The pillows and blankets were thrown everywhere, empty water bottles littered the whole room, your clothes were everywhere. He didn't seem to notice your presence.

Not so much worried about the state of the house, you slowly walked over to the side of the bed, "Chris sweetie?" You called out, noting the pain look on his face. You reached out to move some of his hair from his sweaty forehead. His eyes fluttered open your name on his lips. "Hey, what's wrong?" you asked with a worried tone combing your fingers through his damp hair. His chest was heaving rapidly, his cock twitching every time you smoothed your hand through his damp hair.

"What can I do for you?" You searched his face for an answer before you saw something flash in his eyes. He sat up and wrapped his large hands around your wrists, and pulled you onto the bed. The next thing you knew, your back was pressed into the mattress and both wrists pinned next to your head. "Jesus Chris!", you yelped, struggling against him. He brought his head down to your neck, rubbing his nose into it, taking in your scent. He let out a low growl before digging his canines into the delicate skin, sending a shiver down your spine. "C-chris!" you stammered, feeling him buck his pelvis into you. "My... mate….." he grunted, tracing his tongue over your pulse.

"C-chris! So help me g-", you blurted out before he smashed his lips upon yours. Darting his tongue between your lips massaging against yours. He hungrily swallows your moans, continuing to grind his heated shaft against you. Your mind grew fuzzy as his lips melded into yours until you heard the sound of clothing being torn. Your buds harden from the cool air hitting your skin, goosebumps litter your body. One of his large hands came up to squeeze your breast, his nails lightly digging into the flesh. Twisting the bud between his fingers, pulling such a sweet mewl from you. He released your swollen lips, trailing open wet kisses down your jaw, between the valley of your breasts, before latching around the other pebbled flesh. A soft gasp left your lips as you felt his teeth close around the bud. You looked down at him to see him already looking up with you, hunger present in his eyes along with something else. Your heart skipped, feeling a tingle between your legs. You quickly looked away, the heat rushing to your cheeks, suddenly feeling shy in front of the man you’ve been with for years.

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The first time Chris had a rut you were away for work. All 10 days of his rut was absolute hell for him. At first he didn’t know what was wrong with him. He was absolutely uncomfortable in any sort of piece of clothing, he was hot, and his temper was a bit short. Not to mention he was constantly fucking his fist every few hours like a teenager. He was grateful you weren’t around because he was also taking all your clothes, especially your underwear. The made a nest of your clothes on the bed, mainly to surround himself in your scent but also for another use. He felt like he was stuck in a fever dream.

When you returned home, you noticed some of your clothes were missing. Assuming you put them somewhere else in the closet, you didn’t think much of it. You also noticed your boyfriend acting a bit strange. Being a tad more protective, agitated, even territorial. When he came by to pick you up from work for lunch, you were outside talking to another coworker. Chris walked up to the two of you, putting his arm around your waist as he puffed out his chest.

The second time his rut hit him, you were thankfully out of town for work again. This time though seemed worse than the first time. Day two of you being gone, he woke covered in sweat, looking for anything and everything that smelt like you. He emptied out the closet of your clothes and unceremoniously put them on the bed. He was blasting the air conditioner, even though it was the middle of spring. He laid on the bed chest heaving and panting, skin clammy with sweat, cock fully erect begging for any sort of relief. His hands weren’t doing it for him. He needed your soft lips wrapped around his cock, the tight walls of your sex milking him for everything he has to offer.

A few days pass, a taxi drops you off outside the door to your shared house. Grabbing your bags you made your way inside. You kicked off your shoes and placed your bags down, "Baby I got home ear-". You turned around to find your home a complete mess. The cabinets were open and there was food on the floor. The cushions in the living room were thrown around. Some had gashes in them. Looked like a wild animal ran amuck through the whole house. "Chris?", you tried to listen for any response but was met with silence.

You checked all the rooms for your beefy boyfriend, but still no luck. Until you heard heavy breathing and grunting coming from your shared bedroom. Letting your anxiety get the best of you opened the door, not even thinking about knocking. There you saw Chris stark naked laying on the bed, cock erected and throbbing. The tip was red, cum running down his length. His thighs were covered in his seed. The pillows and blankets were thrown everywhere, empty water bottles littered the whole room, your clothes everywhere. He didn't seem to notice your presence.

Not so much worried about the state of the house, you slowly walked over to the side of the bed, "Chris sweetie?" You called out, noting the pain look on his face. You reached out to move some of his hair from his sweaty forehead. His eyes fluttered open your name on his lips. "Hey, what's wrong?," you asked with a worried tone combing your fingers through his damp hair. His chest was heaving rapidly, his cock twitching every time you smoothed your hand through his damp hair.

"What can I do for you?" You searched his face for an answer before you saw something flash in his eyes. He sat up and wrapped his large hands around your wrists, and pulled you onto the bed. The next thing you knew, your back was pressed into the mattress and both wrists pinned next to your head. "Jesus Chris!", you yelped, struggling against him. He brought his head down to your neck, rubbing his nose into it, taking in your scent. He let out a low growl before digging his canines into the delicate skin, sending a shiver down your spine. "C-chris!" you stammered, feeling him buck his pelvis into you. "My... mate….." he grunted, tracing his tongue over your pulse.

"C-chris! So help me g-", you blurted out before he smashed his lips upon yours. Darting his tongue between your lips massaging against yours. He hungrily swallows your moans, continuing to grind his heated shaft against you. So lost in the kiss, you missed how his hands quickly unbuttoned your clothing. Trailing wet open kisses down your sternum, before latching around the other pebbled flesh. A soft gasp let your lips as you felt his teeth close around the bud. You looked down at him to see him already looking up with you, hunger present in his eyes along with something else. Your heart skipped, feeling a tingle between your legs. You quickly looked away, the heat rushing to your cheeks, suddenly feeling shy in front of the man you’ve been with for years.

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