So, first things first, Hi, I don’t normally make posts like this but I feel like I need to make one about the racism that’s been circulating around this side of tumblr. Calling people racial slurs is disgusting and will never be right. I don’t care if you’re doing it in response to all the unnecessary backlash some creators are getting or if you’re the one sending the backlash. Whatever “side” you’re on, it is not okay and that shit will not be tolerated by me and I hope every other creator and member in this community.
Calling people racial slurs for whatever reason on the internet is way deeper than most might think it is. POC but more specifically, black individuals live with it everyday of their every IRL lives. Your small comment/insult causes ripple effects, somebody reads it, thinks its okay and gets more and more comfortable with showing their racism and being a racist on the internet and IN IRL. Real people suffer. Real people have to suffer the consequences of bigoted, ignorant, racists assholes on the internet.
Please, what I ask of all my readers/followers is to treat others with absolute respect. DESPITE, any differences they might have with one another. Any kind of bigoted hate will not ever be tolerated on my blog, EVER. And if you’re not willing to do this very easy thing then please unfollow me immediately.
To the rest of the community, please take into consideration my words and the message I am trying to get across. Again, you might not think this is a big deal but we’ve seen already, time and time again in history how one small comment can hurt the masses. AND we’ve also seen how speaking up and not tolerating bigoted BS can heal it.
With much love, Arabella <33
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i logged into tumblr just now to see some of the people behind the blogs i admire getting tremendous hate. i've gathered that it's because a black writer criticized a non-black writer for not being inclusive in their writing? correct me if i'm wrong.
my dash has been flooded with bloggers responding to death threats, rape threats, racist messages, violent messages, etc. i truly never expected this from the tlou community.
i am a white writer, and though i have made the conscious effort to be inclusive in race, hair, body type, etc., i would be completely understanding, which is the minimum, if someone asked me to be more inclusive. this is a horrible reflection on the tlou fandom and i am genuinely so disturbed.
if you are sending these threats and messages, i entreat you to get off tumblr and out of the tlou community. this space has always been positive with positive intentions. uprooting the lives of people in such a hateful way is disgusting.
to all the writers experiencing this right now, know that we adore you. take care of yourselves and know that you are loved.
x
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੭୧ ellie (kinda head cannons¿)
'm not even that much of an ellie girl, but jackson ellie makes my brain all mushy n i can't think anymore at all.
cw: sfw with a tiny sprinkle of suggestiveness on one. scrambled piece, wrote only to clear my head
imagine giving every inch of skin on her face soft little kisses to wake her up when she's all sleepy before patrol.
。゚waiting forever for her return so you can get filled in on absolutely everything that happened on said patrol.
。゚sitting in her lap while she rubs firm but gentle circles into your back muscles, you relax when you inhale that familiar scent on her clothes.
。゚watching ellie play the guitar, letting her think she's teaching you. i mean, c'mon, you're not reallyyyy listening, just admiring her.
。゚you would have a learned habit of picking up ellie's hair ties; that girl is always losing them. when she can't find them, she knows your wrist is covered in a plethora of choices.
。゚you and ellie would definitely be in a gifting war, always always seeking out pretty things to gift each other. not even expensive things, but ‘it reminded me of you’ type of heart felt gifts.
。゚ellie's journal would be filled with pages adorned by sketches of you, so much so, she now has journals devoted to just you.
。゚ellie would be shy about showing you her sketches at first; she'd full on shield her journal from you. now, she proudly shows you the moment she captured of you.
。゚taking care of each other when either of you is on your period. she would try acting tough, but she'll always end up cuddled up near you while you soothe her, and definitely vice versa too.
。゚on extra cold days..
she would insist on spending all day huddled up under blankets, seeking warmth from each other.
she'd undoubtedly make an attempt at slipping her cold, numb hands up your shirt. insisting that it's only to warm up.
not wanting you to get sick, she'd let you parade around in a rly excessive amount of her clothes.
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𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗 - 𝚎.𝚠
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loser!ellie williams x fem!reader
summary: ellie unexpectedly shows up to your apartment with hopes of talking to you. it's just the two of you sitting in her car. she tries to tell you how she feels, but her awkward nature makes it a struggle.
a/n: this is my first post on here and I hope y'all enjoy !! pretty short and sweet bc it's a monday night :/ (not proofread)
c/w: mention of weed
word count: 1.4k
click for palestine
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the sky has turned dark, with no one in sight through your apartment window. A lit candle emitted the scent of pure vanilla, which gave it a snug feeling. you were dozing off in bed, fitted with a pair of silk pajamas and a bright phone screen in front of your face. you couldn’t help the feeling of nodding off as the same video replayed on your phone. just as you shut your phone off and placed it on the nightstand, there was a notification. with a grunt, you picked yourself up and quickly flicked on your phone. it was her—the person you swore to your friends was the love of your life.
ellie (future gf):
look out ur window rn
like a lost puppy, you immediately scuffled to your window. pulling away the curtain, there sat ellie’s beat-up burgundy car in all it’s glory. your eyes lit up with a smile pulling at your cheeks. it was like a ritual. at least once a week, ellie would randomly show up at any time of the day. the two of you would sit around in her car, blabbering anything you could think of. sometimes, she would bring snacks, but you always thought she ate like a grandpa. who even eats necco wafers? let alone heard of that candy? nobody but ellie.
you put on a random jacket and went down to her car. you mentally prepared yourself and fixed loose strands of your hair before opening the car door. through her window, you could see that she staring at you with a grin with her hair in a small ponytail. you loved it like that.
right as you opened the door; she quickly swept off the pile of fast food paper bags on the passenger's seat. she was so messy. you loved it.
"hey," she awkwardly greeted as she leaned back in her seat. ellie cleared her throat and looked away from you for a second.
"hi, ellie" you said, biting back a smile creeping up on you. the smell of weed that her car was lamented with filling up her nose.
randomly, she drew her hand out to you. with a lift of an eyebrow, you brought your hand out only for her to dap you up. there was pure confusion on your face the moment ellie began. what the fuck? you questioned her inside your mind. on the other hand, ellie was beating herself up for pulling a move like that. her whole body was hot and sweaty from the tension in her body. for her life, she can not flirt at all.
"sorry, that was kinda weird." the auburn-haired girl chuckled at herself and scratched her head. she was a nervous wreck, but you were oblivious to it.
"yeah, you fucking weirdo." you jabbed at her as you opened the pull-down mirror to check your appearance.
there was a couple of seconds of silence with ellie staring at you brushing off something in your eyebrows. "you look really pretty." ellie spoke up with her shoulders curled up.
"you think so?" you sheepishly ask for reassurance while shutting the pull-down mirror. she inches closer to you. the closer she becomes, the closer to death you are. ellie intensely stares at your forehead, squinting her eyes and tilting her head.
"yeah but..." her words cut off. you bit the inside of your cheeks as she continued to stare at your forehead. you felt stupid. was there really something stuck on there? "nah, I'm messing with you. there's nothing on your forehead." she admitted followed by a witch-like cackle.
you responded by shoving her shoulder away. "tsk. wowww, you should be a comedian or something. I'm fucking dying." said in the most monotone voice ever, even though you were holding in a laugh.
"yeah, you think I'm the funniest person ever." the girl in the driver's seat adjusted her shirt and leaned back in her seat. you rolled your eyes and crossed your arms.
"what are you even doing here right now? don't you have the morning shift?" you interrogated her. she only looked down at her fidgeting fingers and shrugged.
"I dunno." she did know. she just couldn't spill it out.
at her apartment, she suddenly had a burst of confidence in her to confess to you. she pumped herself up, and even ran down your whole conversation to herself. but, as soon as you stepped into the car it all diminished away.
"missed me that much?" you teased her with a cheeky grin. her fast stung a color of red and she faced away from your gaze. "dude, you good?" suspicion rose in you as you observed her weird behavior.
"yeah, I'm just mewing," she said with a straight face and pointed towards her jawline. you slightly chuckled and rubbed your temples, "okay, buddy."
the two of them went silent once again. it wasn't an awkward type of silence though. it was comforting. you were just enjoying ellie's company with her doing the same. at least, you think. her ass was definitely pondering about something. her arms were crossed, eyebrows furrowed, lips slightly parted, and her eyes didn't leave her steering wheel.
"uhm..." she finally spoke up and your head spun over to face her. "hmm?" you responded.
"I think I like..." holy shit, it was happening. ellie is finally going to declare her undying love for you. "this girl." she finished her sentence.
are you absolutely shitting me right now?
you thought you were about to go insane. there was no way the two of you had been flirting for the past few months, and ellie likes someone else? there was no way it all meant absolutely nothing. you practically could hear the clique audio of your heart-shattering. the pieces scattered on the floor with no broom in sight to help you clean it up.
it wasn't only you going insane, but ellie too. her words came out completely different than she meant for them to. there has never been a moment where she wanted to smack herself more than now. ellie was already planning on quitting her job, shaving her hair, getting some plastic surgeries, and moving to iceland or something. there was no way she could correct herself now. but she did, and it became even more humiliating.
"wait- no, I don't like a girl." she tried to clear up, but it only made you even more confused.
"let me start over. pretend like none of that even happened." one of ellie's hands was over her face, and the other was being waved around. you held your breath and gazed upon the panicked face in front of you.
"I think I have feelings for you. not any other girl. only you." her final statement became clear. even with that, you were still just as confused as before.
"you do?" fuck, she's going to reject me. ellie thought to herself and prepared for her execution by rejection. "yeah." she shrugged, pretending to be nonchalant.
wow, since when did your skin feel so refreshed? you don't know why, but suddenly you felt a weight wash off your shoulders. you started smiling, borderline laughing, and ellie was kind of getting spooked. not because you looked psychotic, but because she felt that you were going to poke fun at her.
"nah, I'm playing. It was another joke" holy hell you were about to murder her. "that wasn't funny." you gave her a death glare and bit your tongue so you wouldn't start cursing at her.
once again, ellie regretted taking it back and was almost on the verge of tears. the amount of embarrassment she felt is unfathomable. ellie sighed and began to try one last time to clear everything up. her stupid social skills can't get in the way this time.
"I'm sorry." she apologized and continues, "I actually do like you. fuck, I'm sorry I'm so awkward." ellie held her face in her hands.
let's fucking go! you celebrated to yourself with a cringy air fist bump.
"ellie..." you let out an airy snicker as you placed a hand on her head. "you're so adorable." this got ellie's attention with her face swinging up to look at you.
"so, do you like me too?" she asked with a needy tone. you nodded at her. "yeah," a simple response.
"yeah?"
"yeah."
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a/n: I had absolutely no idea how to end this :{
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