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𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧' || 𝐣𝐨𝐞𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

Pairing: Joel Miller x GN!Reader

Summary: Joel never lets you take a shift on watch. You're determined to stay up with him

Notes: spoiler free !! very fluffy <33 i love joel sm raahhhh

Wordcount: 950

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You were fighting sleep as you played some unnamed card game against Joel. The official title had long slipped his mind, as had a few of the rules, but you made do with what you knew. You examined your hand, eyes beginning to fall closed as you squinted in the dim light. But you wouldn’t let yourself sleep. Not yet.

You wanted to stay up with Joel as long as possible, you knew once you were out he wouldn’t wake you for your shift on watch. In the morning he’d bury his ever-present tiredness with a cup of coffee and shrug you off, saying he’d wake you up next time. He would butter you up, telling you that you were too pretty to wake. In reality, you knew he felt responsible for protecting you and Ellie. You didn’t know how he did it.

You played your cards, drawing a new hand and looking over at Joel. He cocked his head a bit, analyzing your choices. He looked back at you, noticing how your shoulders are slumped and your eyelids were drooping. He reached out, taking your cards from your hand and combining them with his own.

“Hey!” you exclaimed. “I was gonna win this time.”

Joel chuckled, “sure you were.” He collected the rest of the cards and shuffled them quickly before tying a small piece of string back around them. Now that your brain wasn’t focused on the game you begin to realize just how tired you are. Your body aches for sleep, and your muscles feel weak and worn out. Joel noticed, easily. He always saw right through you. “Sweetheart, go get some sleep,” he told you, nodding over to where Ellie was curled in her sleeping bag.

You shook your head and moved over to sit beside him. You can't feel the tree's rough bark through Joel’s jacket wrapped around you. You had been shivering earlier, and he slipped it off to give to you. You knew he had to be cold. His skin is chilled as you take his arm, leaning into his shoulder. “Not gonna let you stay up all night alone,” you told him.

“You need to sleep. I’ll wake you up for watch in a couple of hours,” Joel said. You knew he was lying.

You shake your head again, his protests lapsing into silence.

These woods were peaceful. You listened to the sound of the gentle wind and the bullfrogs croaking in a nearby pond. The air out here smelled fresh, not like the stench of the QZ. The air there smelled like death, like sewage and smoke and grief. It was constantly choking your lungs, suffocating you. The air here was different, fresh. You loved to breathe it in deep, smelling the earth that surrounded you.

“You know,” you started, leaning closer to Joel. “When I was little I loved to go out camping with my folks.”

“Yeah?”

You nodded. “We would go up into the mountains, there was this little cabin on my Grandfather’s land.”

“Now that ain’t campin’ if you’re staying in a house,” Joel protested.

You brushed it off. “We would go on hikes, swim in the river, run around barefoot in the grass. Summer was always my favorite time of year, ‘cause spend the whole season there. My parents were teachers. We didn’t have much, but we had our time together.”

“That’s nice,” Joel said.

“The best part though was when the sun would go down.” You smiled, your eyes slipping closed as you remembered. The memory was hazy, you were very young when the virus broke out, but you could still remember those warm summer nights. “Me and my sister would wait for it to get dark, eating smores and catching fireflies. And then when it was dark we would walk up to the clearing at the top of the mountain, and we would lay out on the grass looking at the stars. We were so high up, it was like we could see the whole night sky.”

It was quiet after that. Your eyes were closed and you were tuned in on Joel’s breathing. You wondered for a brief moment if he had fallen asleep himself, but then you felt his head tilt up. You knew he was looking at the stars, or at least what he could see of them through the trees.

“Me an’ my little brother used to do the same thing,” he said. Then, quiet again.

You opened your own eyes, peering up through the canopy to catch a glimpse of Orion. You smiled softly, using your knowledge of the night sky to try and locate any other constellations you could find.

“That kid was obsessed with the night sky. He had a book of all the constellations and we would take it out into the backyard and point ‘em out. Orion was his favorite. For me, it was the big dipper. Classic…” His voice was smooth on your ears, and you felt the familiar tired ache beginning to overtake you. “There was a space station in Houston. Sometimes our dad would take us down there to see the rocket launch…”

You woke up with a start, feeling like you were falling. You felt Joel’s strong arms around your shoulders, lowering you gently. Your back touched the cold ground and your head came to rest in his lap.

“Joel-” you protested, fighting to wake yourself up. You propped yourself up on your elbows and tried to blink the sleep from your eyes.

“Shh, go back to sleep.” He leaned down to kiss your forehead, pressing gently on your shoulders until you laid back down.

“Let me take watch tomorrow. Please.”

Joel chuckled, “alright. I will.”

End.

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cutegirlmayra · 6 years

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so now that you know what infinite is like more in depth, would you do anothet infinite x amy prompt?

( x used with permission from the artist! Please support them as well! *If you’re an artist, or know good artist friends, please consider allowing me to use your art as ‘preview images’ for these prompts! I always credit and am very grateful for the permission! Thank you! And I hope you enjoy these prompts ^^ )

Wahh!? You want me to portray Infinite in love!? Isn’t that… a weakness!?!? Then again… it could also empower to a dark degree as well…

Prompt:

The final battle.

The last showdown.

I knew these pathetic rebels were no match for my power… nor my new strength.

Infinite folded his arms, floating above the mortal ordeal and looking down with judgment upon all who fought below…

Illusions… resistance… all are simply intangible… and fleeting…

He lifted a hand to caress his Phantom Ruby… Fully powered and operational… even after their attempts at destroying its power source…

I allowed myself to experience the utmost pain and agony through having the Doctor work on my weak and mortal frame… the pathetic existence that shook before a real challenge of pure, immortal power..! Heh, the fools…

He clutched tightly to the Ruby,… before shaking his head and peering down at the resistance, desperately fighting now that the sun was gone.

He would soon have to face Sonic again… which… wouldn’t be a problem.

He lowered himself a little in the air, searching…

His tail swished with each slow movement, having absolute precision. After all… although the Ruby was perfect and flawless… so much power in him caused some caution to be considered…

He had to hold back… only when making small adjustments with himself… but had no problem letting it loose… to reign over the disgusting filth of this world; smelling like fear, tasting of dust and the creatures below it… All were lower than sand. All were nothing more than frightened animals… he was now perfect. Empowered and powerful! What more could he want? What mere sacrifice on their part could stop him? What begging… he already let one go and now look what it did.

My mistake.

He chuckled in his mind, still searching for Sonic and the one that got away…

He slowly floated over the battlefield. “Next time… I’ll leave no root for hope to grow…”

Then he heard a sharp cry of might from the battlefield.

“What?” He was spooked at first and silently cursed himself for it. He would never admit it, but as his fist clenched back his futile human emotions… he knew he could never fully be the Phantom Ruby’s perfect surrogate host….

“That girl…”

He peered down, seeing more fully that a pink hedgehog charged and whammed her hammer into an illusion, shattering it’s red-cubed appearance and becoming nothing more than a faded memory…

…She’s so small…

He watched carefully, finding it amusing that something seemingly so weak and vulnerable was actually something that most flawed creatures might fear.

He swiped his body away and turned, holding his clawed hand up, his eyes still lingering on her strong image behind him. “I once had comrades of the same kind.” He tried to fight back the passing memory…

Their red blood on his hands…

“Heh. She’s not entirely like her though…” he looked back, remembering his pack’s sister…

Amy leaped skyward, the air catching her a moment to still her as if she floated in the air. The Shadow illusion looked around, before up to her swift approach.

She smashed down and shook the earth as his illusion-body was crushed before the hammer even hit the ground.

“..Impressive..” Infinite abruptly tilted his body in her direction, before she looked up. He stood as if a king above her, and held his head up to reflect such a status. “For a worm of the earth…”

“Grr…” Amy tightened her hold on her hammer, bending down as if ready to jump up and challenge him.

“You’re the one that hurt Sonic!” She spat out, “Ohhh!!! I’ve been hankering to take you down myself for what you made us all go through! Especially Sonic!”

“…Oh, you have?” He found this strangely amusing and mocked her passionate tone. He dipped his torso as if to fully see her and possibly intimidate her.

It was strangely intimate… him bowing to look more deeply into those orbs of brightly colored green… full of wrath and intoxicating love for revenging her fallen hero…

“….I would love to see you try… but…” He leaned up, as swirled his hand around her small frame from his point-of-view, floating away. “All I see is a fearful rat.”

Amy gasped as she saw the swarm of illusions, surrounding her and then advancing to ambush her.

Their soulless eyes…

She glared up at Infinite again, “You think you’re somehow better than us?!”

Offended, his prideful wrath stopped him from moving any further away. His eye widened in fury, but he remained calm to listen to what other last words she’s like to mutter…

“You’re not immune to fear!” she cried out, as she swung her hammer to strike up dust, causing the illusions to look around the dust cloud and some run into each other, tearing the other apart.

A Zavok one looked around, before being taken out by a silhouette in the dust.

“Fear can have many forms… but even the most powerful can’t predict the unknown..”

Infinite flew down, landing a foot to the ground, then another, and searching for her instead of Sonic…

“What..? You think a little trick of the dust is going to stop me?!” he lightly took some floating dirt in his hand before crushing it, and then turned to spray it at a shadowed figure…

A Metal Sonic was revealed, before something gripped his foot and tripped him, dragging him back into the dust cloud as he frantically tried to grip the ground and crawl away.

Once he disappeared, Infinite felt something odd.. a pang of his heartbeat that he had long-since thought dead.

He felt his breathing growing more rapid, and in rage at this feeling being familiar, he burst his power out and created a large wind that blew the dust away.

All there was… were illusions knocked unconscious on the ground… bursting as they faded into red cubes…

His arms pulled back, “How can this.. Where is she?!” he spun himself to and fro, looking for her.

“Rrraaa…RAAHHHH!!” he summoned another fleet of illusions that tore through the resistance, trying to find her…

“Infinite! What are you doing!?” Eggman’s voice snapped him out of his insane fixation on the girl…

“Huh?” he swiped his crazed eye towards the pulsing glow of his mask and ear… Eggman continued.

“You don’t have time for squashing insects! Have your fun AFTER you finally destroy Sonic!”

“…Consider him already deceased…” Infinite held a hand to his mask, rising up from being hunched over, mad with the thought of her blood on his hand… to mingle with the rest of the stupefied creatures that fell to his supreme power…

He was going to create this new world… he was going to rule it. Run it with power, with absolute certainty that nothing ‘bigger’ or ‘better’ was above him. He would be the ultimate… He would destroy heaven and hell itself if he had too… He would become-!

Well… there was Eggman to consider…

His technical creator…

“What are you standing around for!? Infinite! Destroy Sonic!”

…The red of his blood will soon trickle down his claws…

Just as Sonic’s would…

And all his little friends…

“As you wish… Doctor.” It was like a death sentence, but Eggman only sneered from a distance.

Hanging up, Eggman turned in his eggpod, looking down to the creation that would soon replace Infinite…

“There’s no way Sonic could win again…” Eggman thought out loud, “…But If he doesn’t…” he watched as Orbot and Cubot jumped up into view from the machine, and gave him a thumbs-up, revealing the patchwork and repairs were all ready to go!

Eggman nodded, leaning up from looking down. “This is my only real defense… against Infinite.”

-After Sonic Forces Ending-

While the team began to head home, there was a shrill through the army, and Sonic and the team turned back to see the recruits stepping back, crying out as Infinite rose flew with a hand clutching his arm…

He stepped to the ground… only to fall to his knees.

“Impossible…” his eye shook…. “How…” he looked at his hand, shaking…

“I’m… I’m still… this can’t be!!!” He leaned his head up, roaring—“NOOO!!!!”

He bent down and hit the ground furiously, before heavily breathing and about to collapse.

Amy… walked out of the crowd, only lightly stopped by Sonic reaching his hand out, but seeing she was already ahead, he withdrew it back.

“Amy… What are you doing?” Tails asked, but Knuckles quickly shook his hands out, as if trying to convince her of a point.

“Amy! You’re nuts! That’s Infinite! You know, the guy that’s been playing hacky-sack with all our forces!”

But Amy bent down anyway, without hesitation.

He glared up at her, before swiping a claw at her.

“GRAH! Get away from me!”

She leaned back, dodging, before looking with pity in her eyes.

“I don’t need your sympathy… I’ll rip out your eyes and let them stare at your ripped corpse!”

Sonic fidgeted, his feet barely moving but his whole frame splitting forward before his heels grinded the ground at Amy’s words-

“Don’t.” she didn’t even flinch or look back at him.

Dust spiraled behind his trail. No one even saw Sonic lift a leg or anything. It was just muscle reflex and clearly too fast for the naked eye…

Amy then reached forward… feeling the mask under her fingers, she gripped the corners.

She took it off to reveal it could come off.

Everyone gasped, as Infinite’s true face showed him shaking, trembling, mouth-gaped open in absolute, terrified fear.

“…This is the ghost of your nightmares?” Amy got up, before gesturing to them; an open hand towards Infinite.

Shadow’s eyes scanned the face. “…So it is you…”

Infinite ducked his head, “Tsk..!”

“This is no being of imaginable power.” Amy threw down the mask, as Infinite stared at it… defaced… by someone so small and fragile… so weak and pathetic… however…

“You’re just like the rest of us.” Amy looked over her shoulder, sorrow in her eyes. “Just because Eggman built more into you… doesn’t mean you aren’t the monster you made yourself to be. You’re not Infinite… you’re just a man.”

He spiked himself downward, grunting as if someone stabbed him in the back.

He clutched his chest, feeling a mix of the robotic parts inside of him start slowing down now that Phantom Ruby’s power was destroyed…

“You feel pain. You feel weakness… but worst of all… you let Eggman take your humanity, your heart, and you’re conscience. Without Heart and soul, friendship and will… you are no longer one of us…”

With murder in his eyes, he clutched his teeth, and slowly rolled his head up to her…

She was now on the throne that he once thought he controlled…. And he was the worm beneath her feet…

“I thought you said I was one of you…” He readied the last of his power…

“…You will always have what you were born with.” Amy didn’t even noticed the build-up, didn’t even see his hand slowly moving behind his back.

“…But you will never be more than us.”

“DIIIEEEE!!!” He swung up but was cut off by a powerful hand gripping his arm, stopping him in his tracks.

Amy stumbled away, placing a dainty, closed hand to her chest…

Sonic’s powerful aura and dominating glare froze Infinite once again in fright, and he trembled as Sonic fought against his pathetic strength left to him… and moved him down, back to his knees…

“Gr…grk…” Infinite struggled, squinting an eye as he felt his heart begin to metallic give way…

“…” Sonic only stared, before he lifted his head up. “…You are just a man…”

Infinite felt the last beat of his heart as the most painful thing he could feel.

And then toppled over.

Sonic looked down at him, already seeing that he was withering away in strength beforehand… but then closed his eyes… and gave the dead some respect.

“What… did you mean?” Amy stepped forward, “By that?” she looked down, and gasped when she realized he-

Sonic turned and put an arm to block her, turning her from seeing something so horrible as death.

He lightly whispered in her ear, “As sick and twisted as it may sound… I think he fell for your words, Amy…”

Amy twitched, unsure how to respond to that.

“He…” she could barely speak it, taking some dryness in her mouth and forming spit, swallowing it in to try and attempt at calming herself down. “..Loved me?”

“No, not loved.” Sonic correctly, gently nudging her away from the body as the crowd started to murmur and swarm around it.

“…He envied your strength. The natural strength I don’t think… he could ever obtain.”

“My… strength?”

“Your heart and insight, Amy.” Trying to shield her from the reality of morbid things, he covered her eyes a second after winking to her, as the army began kicking the body and screaming out names of those he had killed in his path to dark power.

“You were too much… for someone who had lost everything. Seeing someone who already had everything… I guess you could say he was envious.”

“Sonic…”

Amy let him lead her blindly, but he could feel the tears slightly forming, seeping through his glove.

“It’s okay, Amy… but he doesn’t deserve your tears.”

She dipped herself down and pushed her hands up against own, crying into his hand…

“Why!? Why didn’t he understand! Why was he so obsessed with-?”

“Amy…” Sonic felt a little uncomfortable, but knew that Amy would cry over anyone’s death… no matter how evil… she would mourn for the despair of an ended life.

He smiled though, that was part of her charm.

He rubbed her back, “Don’t worry. Life doesn’t always provide the answers to those questions… but sometimes… there really is none.”

“Sonic… what does power mean to you?” Amy removed his hand and looked up to him.

Looking down at the soaked glove, Sonic smirked slightly before gripping it tightly, feeling the wetness… then nodded to Amy.

“You, Amy.”

It was the most sincere and confusing thing she had ever heard.

“Power means to protect you… and everyone else that needs it. I won’t turn my back on a friend who needs me.”

Amy tenderly accepted that reply, and then looked to his hand. “…But what… Does power mean to me?”

He shook his head, “Now you’re thinking too hard about all this.” He patted her hands under his wet one, trying to cheer her up, but glad her mind wasn’t on Infinite anymore.

“Just trust me. You have an inner and outer strength to ya. But it’s the inner one that terrifies the living daylights out of most men.” He winked charmingly, a compliment that came out a little bittersweet, but Amy sighed in relief to it.

“Okay…” she faintly replied. “I guess I’ll accept that answer.”

“It’s probably the only one life will grant ya.” He continued joking, taking his hands away and placing them on his hip. “Shall we?” he offered for her to move further away from the scene with him.

She almost looked back but he quickly blocked her sight with his hand again.

“Heh… best to not dwell on the past… right?”

She realized then that he was keeping her from the brutal scene… and also from looking at a dead body too long too… she had never seen death before….

She nodded, averting her eyes at his indirect command, and letting him defend her from that world…

The world… Infinite sowed himself…

(I think this is how Infinite would show interest in his current -true to game state-, just because he had already lost so much humanity… but, anyway,... I hope this works :) )

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