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mandrillusphinx · 7 months
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Oh wow ❤️💔❤️
by Elliot Mueller
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abbysthighs · 7 months
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I am so down bad for this fictional woman.
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toointojoelmiller · 7 months
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Joel Miller's head shakes™️ (ep 3 / pt 1)
"No Ellie - never ever ever happening"
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barlowstreet · 2 months
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the last of us text posts - part ten
(part nine) (part eight) (part seven) (part six and a half) (part six) (part five) (part four) (part three) (part two) (part one)
aka I haven't done one of these in ages
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bingbongsupremacy · 5 months
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Happy Anniversary
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Pairing: Ellie Williams x Reader
Warnings: Creep, pet names, use of y/n
Summary: An anger filled fight doesn't stop Ellie from Standing up for you.
*Not Proof Read* TLOU Masterlist
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" -god, how many times do I have to tell you, I'm fucking sorry, okay? I completely forgot about our date. It's been a long week. " Ellie groans, running a hand through her messy hair.
" Our date? " I narrow my eyes in disbelief. " It's our anniversary, you absolute ass. I've been reminding you about it for the past fucking five days. I planned everything, Ellie. All you had to do was fucking show up and you couldn't even do that. "
Ellie's jaw clenches in frustration. Her eyes darken. Annoyance seeps through her tone. " It's one fucking day. I get it, we've been dating for an entire year, whoopie. " Ellie mocks. " We don't need to plan something on a stupid fucking day to remind ourselves how long we've been together. "
Sadness fills my already rage filled heart. Did she really not give a shit? " That's not the point, Ellie. I barely see you anymore. You're always on patrol...I just wanted to spend time with you. And-and you can't even spare an hour for me anymore! "
Ellie's eyes narrow. She stands up, finally meeting my gaze. " Don't even. You spend all your time in that stupid bakery. Doing what? Baking fucking cakes. At least I'm trying to protect us-keep the fucking bad shit outside so you can keep on baking pastries. I'm on patrol for us. "
Rage seeps out of Ellie's every pore. Her face is lit up from the fire place, casting a dark shadow across her tired features.
My heart shatters. Stupid pastries? Does she think that little of my job? " I don't need you to protect me. I can take care of myself. " I spit. " I've survived without you for years, Ellie. I can do it again. I don't need you. "
For a moment Ellie's angry expression seems to break. Sadness flashes through her eyes, leaving just as fast as it came. Could it be the lighting?
" You don't need me? Fucking fine. " Ellie snatches her worn coat from the floor. " I'll see you around. " Ellie snaps towards the door.
Regret floods my body. " Ellie-Wait! I didn't mean it. " I chase after her. " Ellie! "
Ellie doesn't respond. Instead she slams my front door, stopping me from continuing after her. The loud sound bounces off my dark walls, mocking my hurting heart.
All I wanted was to spend time with her.
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Ellie doesn't need me either.
For weeks I've thought back the our argument, where everything went wrong. I doubt Ellie has. She's spent the last 3 weeks partying with Cat.
It's not like I'm unfamiliar with the quietness filling my house. I spend most of my nights alone, only having another person there when Ellie sneaks in after patrol. This time, the silence is haunting.
Ellie's still pissed. She hasn't bothered to pick up anything of hers. Whenever we're in the same area, she finds a way to get out of there fast.
Honestly, I'm still pissed at her. The one time in 2 weeks I ask for her to make time for me, and she still can't find the fucking find a way to.
I make my way out of the bar, flinching at the freezing temperature outside. The streets are quiet. Only the flickering lights from nearby street lights break the darkness. Everyone's home.
I make my way down the street, taking my time look at the night sky.
A shiver runs down my spine when the sound of crunching snow fills my ears. Not from my shoes. From someone else.
" H-hey, baby. Where're you heading off to all alone? " A slurred voice asks.
I turn the face the owner. It's one of the newer people Tommy brought in today. " That's none of your business. "
I shove my freezing hands into my pockets.
The mans' eyes narrow. His grinning expression fading into a more frustrated one. " That's no way to talk to your new neighbor, sweet cheeks. Especially when he's being so nice to you. "
Disgust and fear fill my stomach. This guy can't be serious.
The tart smell of booze oozes off of his clothes. He certainly didn't wait long to find the bar.
" Why don't you leave me alone, neighbor. " I try to stand up straight, make myself look intimidating. Inside, my heart pounds quickly.
The man steps closer to me, causing me to take a step back. My heels makes contact with the snow covered curb. My body falls backwards, my arms stretching back to catch my fall.
A stinging pain fills my left hand. The white snow underneath quickly turns a cherry shade of red. The icy dust enrages my cut hand, making the injury hurt so much more.
" You just saved me a whole lotta time, baby. " The man chuckles, stepping towards me, grabbing ahold of the back of my head.
" Hey you, ugly motherfucker, back the fuck off. " Ellie's familiar voice cuts through the bitter air. She steps out of the shadows from behind the man, carrying a blade in hand. " Now. "
The man chuckles. " What? Is this your little bitch? Shoulda known, they look like a- " The man doesn't have time to finish his sentence.
Ellie lunges at the man, taking him off guard as she loops behind him, holding the shiny blade to his neck. " Unless you have a death wish, I suggest you shut the fuck up. "
His hand lets go of my head, obviously surprised by the sudden movement. The mans eyes widen in confusion and shock. " Hey- "
Ellie presses the blade in the mans throat. Not hard enough to kill him, but hard enough to draw a few beads of blood.
" Please! " The man begs, obviously not expecting this outcome.
Ellie pushes the man away. " Get the fuck out of here, you fucking coward. "
The man scrambles away from us. He hurries back in the direction of the bar, clutching his veiny neck with his large hand.
" Thank you. " I let out a breath of relief. " I had no idea- "
Ellie turns her eyes towards me once she's sure the man has gone away. " What the hell are you doing out here this late? Are you fucking crazy? What the fuck is wrong with you! " Ellie steps towards me. " You could've been hurt! God, do you even think? "
As much as want to fight back, I know she's right. I should've left with Jesse and Dina. So many new people have been brought into Jackson, too many to meet them all. There's bound to be some shady characters in the mix.
" I didn't think anything would happen. " Tears sting the back of my eyes. I tear my gaze away, not wanting Ellie to see me weak.
Ellie scoffs. " You're not a fucking ghost, y/n. People can see you walking out here alone and the fucked up ones will want to hurt you. "
" I know. " I whisper, trying to cover up the shaky sound of my voice.
Ellie's eyes soften. " Y/N..." She sighs. " I didn't mean-Is that blood? " Ellie rushes towards me, snatching my hand from the ground. " Oh my god, why didn't you say anything? "
I try to pull my hand away. " It's just a scrape. "
" Your hand looks like a fucking Saw movie - " Ellie holds my wrist tightly, not allowing me to break away.
" Ellie! What the fuck. " My stomach churns at the sight of my hand. I didn't realize it was bleeding this bad.
Ellie puts her other hand on the side of my waist. " Come on, we need to get this fixed before you get an infection. Who knows what that fucker was carrying and if it spreads. "
I stand up and I'm quickly ushered towards Ellie's garage. " You're not funny. "
" I'm not trying to be. Did you see the crust on his eyes? I don't think that's natural. Not to mention his dirty fingers. " Ellie mutters.
We walk the rest of the way in silence, Ellie not moving her hand from my waist.
Light cuts through the darkness of Ellie's garage as she flicks on the switch. A pile of clothes sits in the corner next to her bed, obviously dirty from patrol. Various things liter the floor, just the way it was before I met her.
" It's a bit of a mess...I wasn't expecting company. " Ellie rubs the back of her neck, obviously a little embarrassed by the sight of her room. " I've been pretty busy. "
I roll my eyes. " With Cat, I know. "
Ellie's eyes widen. " What? Cat? "
" I know you've been hanging out with her. " I don't meet her gaze. I don't care if she hangs out with Cat. It's just the fact she didn't tell me about it. I guess we were on a break...She didn't need to tell me anything.
Ellie grabs a small bag from on top of her desk. She gently pushes me onto the bed before pulling open the bag. " It's not like that...We didn't do anything. " She dabs the cut with a little towel.
" Yeah, for sure. Look Ellie, I don't give a shit who you fuck. " I say through clenched teeth. Obviously I'm lying. " Just don't pretend you having been with someone else. "
Ellie's eyes meet mine, confusion filling her expression. " Y/N, it's not like that. Cat and I...we aren't anything. I met with her 2 times to talk to her about...fuck about how to make everything up to you. I didn't fuck Cat. I would never do that to you. "
My eyes widen. " What? "
Ellie continues to bandage my hand. " I told Cat what happened. She thought it was pretty shitty of me to stand you up on our anniversary. " Ellie sighs and lets go of my hand. " Look, I've never done this before. I've never been in a relationship this long. I-I'm fucking terrified. What am I supposed to do? " Ellie admits.
I've never seen her this...vulnerable before. She tends to keep things bottled up, something I've tried to get her to stop doing for her own sake, but it's never worked.
" I don't want to ruin you, y/n. I've ruined everything else in my fucking life. No one I love ever fucking gets a happy ending. I mean, look at Joel and Riley...I don't want you to end up like them. " Ellie's voice cracks.
" Ellie...I had no ideas..." I put my hand on her arm.
" How would you? I've been ignoring you for months. I just...I didn't want something to happen to you. I know that's a shitty excuse, but it's true. You mean so fucking much to me, Y/N. I don't know what I'd do without you. " I scan Ellie's face for any signs of dishonesty. She's sincere.
" Nothing is going to happen to me. Ellie, you can't do this to yourself, blame yourself for everything that happened. You had no idea what was going on. You have to stop torturing yourself with this. You aren't going to be able to live a full life if you're living in fear. " I try to reason with the woman.
Ellie swallows. " I just don't want you to get hurt. "
" Ellie, if something were to happen to me, I know you'd be right there to help me. I mean, look at what happened a little while ago. I'm going to be okay. Just please...don't ignore me. I want to be here for you. I want to spend time with you. " I pull the girl towards me. " I love you, Ellie Williams. I fucking love you so much. "
I feel Ellie tense at the words. We've never said I love you before.
Ellie shifts so her face is next to mine. Her hot breath fans over my cold lips. " I love you too. " She whispers.
I kiss her, pulling her body towards me. " You owe me a date. " I pant once we pull away.
" I owe you a lot of things. " Ellie sets her head on the crook of my shoulder. " I'll start with another kiss. "
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jinxedgods · 5 months
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im obsessed with people in the TLOU universe slowly becoming more and more depraved after the outbreak. In the game, there’s evidence that people locked themselves in their houses — and when resources ran out they killed and stole from their neighbors. There was a university where students quarantined themselves and waited for FEDRA to help them. People were in denial and thought cordeceps might be a temporary disaster. Imagine what it was like when they realized they had no hope. I want to imagine groups like the hunters and david’s cannibal cult taking shape over time just like how infected grew and warped as years went on. It’s so sick that the infection inly got worse as years went by and runner, stalkers, and bloaters developed.
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adhdprincess · 24 days
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Dina and JJ return to Jackson headcanons because if I have to cry, you do too:
JJ is fussy throughout the day. It's a constant effort for Dina to settle him.
Whenever JJ hears a guitar he twists back and forth looking for Ellie. Then he gets fussy again.
Dina avoids leaving Jesse's parent's house because everytime she steps outside she's met with pitying looks or questions about what happened to Ellie.
Back on the sheep farm, getting Ellie to talk about Joel or Jessie felt like pulling teeth. In Jackson, Jesse's parents reminisce about Jesse all the time and it feels suffocating.
Dina is furious. She thought returning to Jackson would be like returning home, but her home isn't the same anymore. She wonders if any of it was worth it.
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mariatesstruther · 4 months
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this is so tommy x maria coded its wild
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abbysthighs · 3 months
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Joel, trying to shut Ellie down and not listen to her valid feelings: “Good.”
Ellie, trying to shut Dina down and not allow her to express her valid concerns: “Good.”
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boilingcowboy · 6 months
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When your brother comes back into your life after years with his new kid but you’re a communist
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toointojoelmiller · 7 months
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Joel Miller's tear drop™️
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dilf-din · 6 months
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Is this anything
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jinxedgods · 4 months
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y’all in tlou 2 the kids play a game where they pretend to be clickers 😭😭
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