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pancakehouse · 1 year
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about the start the last of us finale guys i am so. so terrified. stress eating cream cheese frosting straight from the can if this ends badly im holding all of you responsible!!!!!!!
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avastrasposts · 1 year
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The Pilot and his girl ch. 1 - TLoU AU
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Frankie Morales meets the love of his life and starts creating a new life for himself, her and his little daughter. But things are about to change in ways no one could've imagined with the outbreak of the cordyceps infection.
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The idea of putting the guys from Triple Frontier in to The Last of Us was a random thought I had a few weeks ago. I really wanted to explore what Frankie Morales would do, who he would turn into, if he had to experience the outbreak, fighting to protect himself and those he loves in a whole new way.
I'm having so much fun writing it and I really hope you'll enjoy reading it! The first hints of TLoU pops up in chapter 9.
No age gap, our reader and Frankie are the same age, no use of Y/N, no physical descriptions.
Edit: Making this easier to navigate - Chapter 2
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Frankie’s at the corner of the bar, his back to the wall, as she walks in. The boys, Pope, Ben and Will, are arguing about some finer point of something or other, he’s not really paying attention anymore, so he’s the only one who notices her. A bachelorette party tumbles through the door first, the bride to be wearing a tall plastic tiara on her head, and her friends trailing behind, all wearing Friends themed t-shirts that say “The one where Lizzy marries Steve”, cackling loudly and making “wooohoooo” noises. The boys immediately turn and check out the girls but one look at how far gone they all are, this is probably the only bar in town that will still serve them at this level of intoxication, they turn back to their conversation. 
She’s trailing behind her friends, coming in after the others and just about hiding the t-shirt under her jean jacket, looking a lot more sober than the rest of the hen party.
Frankie can’t help but stare, the way the black jeans are hugging her curves makes his heart rate pick up, but when she pushes her hand through her hair and smiles at her friends it feels like it stops in his chest, pausing a second before racing again. He swallows, tugging at his cap, pulling it down deeper over his eyes as he tries to look without staring. She glances around the room as her friends occupy one of the large booths next to the jukebox and start a giggling argument about what songs to play first. Somehow her eyes catch his and he feels heat creeping up his throat as he quickly looks away, down at his drink, over at Pope, anywhere but at her.
Against your will you’ve been talked into ending your friend’s bachelorette party at a local dive bar in a part of town you and your friends usually don’t hang out in. Your usual hang out had refused to serve your friends, seeing as they certainly were about four tequila shots too far gone, and you’d been ready to call it a night then. Bachelorette parties weren’t even really your thing but as Lizzy was the last of your friends to marry, apart from yourself, you couldn’t really back out when she begged you to come. So after failing to get into three clubs, Lizzy had bribed the bouncer to tell her of a bar that would let them in and he’d told them to try The Outback Bar across town. 
So here you are, pushing open the door to a place that was decorated to look like something out of a Crocodile Dundee set while your friends squealed over the stuffed plush kangaroo by the jukebox. The bar is half empty, mainly regulars scattered around the place, some playing pool at the back. This neighborhood isn’t exactly the best so you scan the place for any potential troublemakers but one of the booths is filled with three middle aged ladies sipping on some sort of cocktails and it makes you feel a bit more calm. How bad could a place be if a group looking like local high school librarians were drinking at it? 
At the bar you spot four guys involved in an animated conversation. Well, three of them are, the fourth one is looking at your but ducks his head the second you catch his eye, his hand shooting up to rub his neck under a mop of dark curls that stick out under his cap. His eyes are shaded but you can make out his curved nose and nervous smile as he glances over at his friends, still rubbing his neck before his hand slides down and rubs his patchy beard instead. He quickly shoots a glance your way and you feel like you’ve been burnt when your eyes meet just for a second, his face softens into a quick smile before he drops his gaze again. Before you can help yourself you smile back and you hope he saw it before he looked away. Smiling at random men in bars was dangerous business but this man had such a sweet, soft smile that he’d pulled a smile in return from you before you’d even realised what was happening. 
Your friends call you over to the booth and then order you to the bar for a pitcher of beer and tequila shots, deciding you’re the only one sober enough to order for the table. You shake your head and laugh at their loud demands for more liquor but you decide a pitcher of beer won’t do much damage this late in the game anyway. 
The bartender is busy serving another patron so you lean on the counter and try to sneak looks at the man at the other end. The bar is a big rectangular shape, wrapping around the open shelving system in the middle and it lets you peek through the opening towards the four friends at the opposite corner. Two of them are blonde and blue eyed, similar enough looking to be brothers, and both conventionally handsome, you know your friends would be all over them. The third man has shorter dark hair and even at this distance you can see the grey around his temples. He’s handsome and something about him tells you he’s probably very aware of how good he looks. He’s waving his hands around, trying to make some animated point to the blonde guys, as they both laugh and shake their heads. 
The fourth man, the one with the cap, seems to be listening with only half an ear as he tilts the liquid in his glass around the rim. Out of the corner of your eye you try to get a closer look at him. His hair is curling around his ears as well as around his neck, and as he smiles at something his friend says you see a dimple in his cheek, his eyes crinkling at the corners as the smile all but transforms his face into something warm and soft. He’s got a scruffy looking beard over his jaw and chin but a thicker moustache that seems to be trimmed just above his top lip. The cap that’s pulled down securely on his head is well worn and beaten and it seems to be a permanent fixture on his head the way he tugs on it every now and then. You can’t help but wonder if he’s hiding a bald patch under there but his dark curls are thick even when he swipes the cap off his head, smooths them down and pulls it on again. 
As Frankie tugs again on his cap he looks over the bar towards the booth the bachelorette party has occupied but he can’t see her. Quickly he scans the bar and feels heat shoot through him as he meets her eyes through the bottles and shelves. This time he doesn’t duck his head straight away, her eyes hold on to him as she gives him a smile before dropping her own gaze to the drinks menu in her hand, still smiling. He keeps watching her, unable to pull his eyes away, and when she lifts her eyes towards him again he feels his lips pull up in a smile that he can’t even seem to control. This woman is gorgeous and she’s looking at him with a smile so sweet he’s losing his breath. Before he knows what he’s doing he lifts his hand from his glass and gives her a quick wave. 
The movement draws Pope’s attention and he’s immediately looking over Frankie’s shoulder, trying to see who his friend is waving at. Catching sight of her Pope exclaims; 
“Damn, Frankie, she’s cute, go talk to her, man!” 
“Shut the fuck up, Pope, dammit.” Frankie sighs as he sees her look away. The bartender has come to take her order and she starts talking to him. 
“I’m serious, Fish, she’s into you, go talk to her, get her number. If you don’t I wi..ll.” Pope makes a show of standing up from the stool and Frankie grabs his shoulder and pulls him down again while Pope laughs at his friend’s awkward glance back at the woman. Ben and Will have also turned, craning their necks to see what the fuss is about and Ben gives a low whistle as he sees her leaning on the bar. 
“Pope’s right, Fish, go talk to her, she’s hot!” 
“Na, na, I changed my mind,” Pope laughs, slapping Frankie’s shoulder. “Frankie here will run headlong into enemy territory with his balls out, but what he doesn’t have the guts for, is to talk to someone like her.” 
“Just shut up, Pope, seriously,” Frankie grumbles as he downs the last of his drink and pushes it across the counter. 
“I’ll bet anything you don’t have the cojones to go over there and get her number, buddy.” Pope grins, enjoying riling his friend up as a red flush creeps up over his throat. 
Frankie glances over at her again, she’s waiting on her order at the bar. As he looks her eyes flick to him again and when she meets his gaze she stays locked on him for a second before she looks down at the counter, a shy smile creeping across her face. No doubt she noticed how all of them now seem to be focused on her. 
“Ok, Pope, what’ll it be, what do I get if I get her number?” 
“A hundred bucks, I’ll give you a hundred bucks because that’s how certain I am that you don’t have the balls to ask for her number.”
“You’re on.” Frankie says as he slides off the stool, “You’re gonna pay for my first date with her.” 
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You can tell you’re suddenly the topic of conversation among the friends on the corner and heat is creeping up your cheeks as you feel four pairs of eyes on you. You glance over again, looking for the man with the cap and when your eyes meet him you can’t help but smile again. 
The bartender brings you the pitcher of beer you ordered, no tequila shots, and two baskets of fries. You pay and start grabbing the order and throw a quick glance over at the corner again but this time the man with the cap isn’t there. 
“Hi, sorry, do you maybe wanna hand with that?” 
You suddenly hear a low voice behind you and you turn to see the man with the cap standing in front of you, a shy smile on his face, his hands stuck deep in his jeans pockets. 
“Yeah, sure, that would be great, thanks,” you return his shy smile as he grabs the pitcher and the tower of glasses from you. You take the fries and lead the two of you over to your friends’ booth. They all cheer as you arrive, immediately grabbing the food and drinks. You turn back to the bar, two large jugs of water are waiting for you on the counter and the man follows you back. 
“Thanks for that” you smile at him and he gives you another shy one back. 
“I’m Frankie, Francisco Morales,” he says, his hand seemingly by its own accord shooting up to rub the back of his neck while you give him your name. His smile widens as you lean on the bar counter, not grabbing the water straight away and he mirrors your action, putting his arm on the counter and standing close enough for you to smell his body wash and the warm cotton of his t-shirt that’s stretched tight across his broad shoulders. The dimple is back and you notice how he’s got small bald patches in his scruffy beard that’s dappled with grey in places. 
“So, bachelorette party, huh?” he asks and nods his head towards your friends who are now toasting in beer and howling along to “I want it that way” by The Backstreet Boys on the jukebox.  
“Yeah, I’m the designated “get them all home in one piece” person tonight,” you sigh with a crooked smile at them. “They are a bit too wasted to still be drinking but you know…” you shrug your shoulders and give Frankie a grin, “been there, done that too.” 
“Got the t-shirt,” he smirks, lifting the edge of your jean jacket with his finger tips to show off the “The one where Lizzy marries Steve” t-shirt you’re sporting under it. 
“To add to my collection,” you reply, laughing as you look down at the print. “I think this is the 8th one. Lizzy is the last one to be married. The couple from the first one has already gotten divorced and remarried so we’re getting through them.” 
“Any of them yours?” Frankie asks and you notice how he’s frowning his forehead, his brow knotting as he looks at you as if he’s nervous for the answer. 
“No, none of them mine,” you can’t help but smile, his face is adorable as his expression drops into a shy smile. His dark brown eyes are very expressive, crinkling again at the corners as he steps a little bit closer to you, giving the busboy room to collect the glasses from the bar behind him. The music from the jukebox suddenly turns off as the softer lights of the bar are replaced by harsher bright lights. 
“Closing time!” the bartender calls from behind the bar as your friends boo and jeer, sinking the last of their beers. “I’m taking these fries to go!” you hear Lizzy slur and you cringe inwardly as Frankie glances over at them. 
“So, seeing as I’m running out of time,” Frankie begins, still standing close enough for you to feel the heat coming off of him, “I wanna ask for your number, maybe?”
“You’ve got to earn that privilege, Frankie,” you look up at him. “I don’t usually give my number out to guys I’ve just met at random bars on Saturday nights.” 
“Yeah, no, I get that, probably a smart strategy too,” he falters. “I would’ve bought you a drink first and maybe we could’ve talked a bit more but you know, I didn’t want to not ask anyway.” He scratches at his beard absentmindedly and shoots a quick glance over his shoulder at his friends who are all eagerly still watching the conversation. “Maybe we can catch up here sometime, do you ever come by this place?” he asks. 
“This is my first time here, it’s really on the wrong side of town for me,” you admit, starting to regret not giving him your number but old habits are hard to shake, not giving out your number to random guys being one of them. 
“Oh, ok, I get it.” Frankie looks down and scuffs the toe of his boot on the bar’s skirting board before looking over at his friends again. “I should just go then, get them home too.” 
He starts to move away as you see his dark haired friend make a gesture as if he’s rubbing imaginary money between his thumb and fingers while smiling at the two blonde guys. 
“Did your friend make a bet with you about getting my number?” you ask him, suddenly putting two and two together. 
“Yeah, kinda, it wasn’t serious or anything, he was just, just, kinda pushing me to work up the nerve to come over and talk to you.” Frankie stutters slightly and your heart contracts as his hand shoots up to rub the back of his neck again, his dark curls becoming ever more unruly with each pass of his hand across them. 
You suddenly feel arms wrap around you from behind and a wave of perfume and tequila washes over you. Lizzy is giggling in your ear, tugging you away from Frankie. “Sorry, lover boy,” she squeals, “She’s mine tonight!” 
You shoot Frankie an apologetic look as Lizzy pulls you over to the booth where the exasperated bartender is trying to convince your friends that it’s time to leave. Frankie gives you a small wave before stuffing his hands in his pockets and turning back to his friends. You turn to the tasks of gathering your friends together and calling for an Uber to get you all home safe.  
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As you leave the bar with the bachelorette party, getting them out the door is like herding cats, you spot Frankie and his friends making their way across the parking lot. Frankie’s got his back to you but you can still make him out, his unruly curls sticking out from under his cap, backlit by the flood lights in the lot. A smile suddenly creeps across your face and you call out to him. 
“Frankie, wait up!” 
He turns as you make your way towards him, and his friends all turn too, immediately breaking out in wide grins. The dark haired one gives Frankie a quick shove as to motion him towards you and Frankie picks up his feet. You meet him halfway across the lot. 
“Give me your phone,” you say and hold out your hand towards him. 
“Why?” he says with a confused look, but he still fumbles in his back pocket to pull out an old iPhone with a cracked screen. 
“Let me win that bet for you,” you grin as he taps in the pass code and hands you the phone. 
Frankie’s confused look changes into a wide grin as you add yourself as a new contact in his phone and hit “save” before handing it back to him. 
“Make sure your friend pays up what he owes you now,” you smile before turning back to your friends who are yelling at you to hurry the fuck up as the Uber you ordered pulls up to the curb.
As you walk back across the lot you suddenly hear Frankie’s fast footsteps approaching from behind. Turning back towards him you stop as he puts his hand on your arm, his calloused fingers are dry and warm against your bare skin, his grip gentle, just resting against you. 
“Does that mean I can call you too?” he asks, his dark eyes barely visible under his cap, but you can see the shyness from before returning. 
“I’d be disappointed if you didn’t,” you smile before reaching up and pressing your lips to the bare patch in his beard, giving him a quick kiss. Behind him you can hear his friends whoop loudly and cheer, someone yells, “Go, Fish!” and when you pull back from Frankie a blush is creeping up his throat, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck as he grins. You smile again and pull away from him, letting his hand slip down along your arm before his hand gives your fingers a small squeeze and lets you go. Turning back to your friends, who are still yelling at you to get a move on, you hide an even bigger smile. As you quickly make your way over to the waiting Uber you feel butterflies flutter in the pit of your stomach. The light scratch of Frankie’s beard still on your lips and his warm hand imprinted on your arm. 
Later that night, or early morning more like, your phone pings as you're brushing your teeth, getting ready for bed. It’s a number that’s not saved in your phone but as you pick it up you have a good feeling about who it might be from. 
“hope i didnt wake you. just wanted to give you my number too so you didnt think i wasnt serious and only did it for the bet. sleep well.”
As you read the message your phone pings again and you tap to the new message.
“sorry, it’s frankie, i forgot to say”
You can practically hear his voice through the message, see his frown as he curses himself for forgetting to sign off with his name in the first message and it makes you smile, thinking of how his brow had knitted together as he first talked to you in the bar, that soft, shy look under the peak of his cap.  
Quickly you save his number as a new contact in your phone and reply to him. 
“Hi Frankie, you didn’t wake me, I’m still up :) Thanks for your number. Did your friend pay up?”
You finish brushing your teeth as you watch the three dots move, indicating that Frankie is typing a reply.
“ye he did, although he’s not convinced you didn’t give me a fake number so i guess i have to show him this to prove it.” 
You smile to yourself as you type, moving towards your bed. 
“I guess I have to keep it clean then.”
Frankie’s reply comes quickly this time. 
“that line alone is going to get me into trouble…” 
You giggle to yourself as you tuck yourself in, holding your phone up as Frankie keeps typing. 
“so i have all my winnings to spend and its only fair that I share them with you. can I maybe take you out someday?” 
“I’d like that, call me tomorrow and we can maybe work something out?”
Frankie’s reply is almost instant. 
“i will, sleep well, hermosa”
“Hermosa?”
“beautiful“
“You’re making me blush… Sleep well, Frankie”
You feel yourself grinning like a fool as you put your phone on your bedside table and close your eyes. Trying to not let your mind run away with you, you squash down an excited little squeal as you burrow yourself into the pillow.
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obsessedelusional · 6 months
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Internets Favorite Fangirl
paring ✦ Bella Ramsey x Fem!Reader
summary ✦ You are the internets most famous fangirl. You were a famous actor with no shame in thirsting over celebrities. So naturally you’re very public about your love with Pedro Pascal. Only to switch up when watching TLOU, fancying Bella. What happens when you show up to an award show they’re both attending? poorly proofread
word count ✦ 3,700ish
authors note ✦ hey sorry I’ve been mia I missed all y’all and want to start posting again anyways here’s a bellaxreader I wrote several months ago lmao im gonna post a few bella things I’ve been working on and even venture into tlou ((Abby Anderson is the love of my FUCKING LIFE)) ily bye
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It had become a reoccurring theme in your press interviews to be asked who your recent celebrity crush was. It started when you landed your first big movie. Shortly after the release in a chance to find out more about you fans search the internet for any crumb they could find. Someone found an old Harry Styles fan page you had when you were a teen. You were absolutely mortified by the stuff they were finding. Deleting it wouldn’t undo it so you learned to embrace it. Quickly becoming the internets most famous fan girl.
Making TikTok’s and tweets thirsting after unattainable celebrities. The whole internet eating it up and thirsting along with you. Your most recent viral moment was a TikTok you made featuring the infamous dvcree Pedro Pascal edit. Your face green screened over the original with a caption talking about this singular edit has taken over your for you page and you were enjoying every second of it.
With the upcoming release of the anticipated second movie to your most popular role you were busy doing press work. Sometimes by yourself but mostly with the rest of the cast. Today you were invited to do an google auto complete video with you male costar, Johnathan, who plays your love interest.
The first board asking where your from, then your age, and other basic questions. The next board is handed to you all the google searches begin with ‘who’.
“Who is y/n?” You read aloud laughing as you read.
“I am. That’s me. I act sometimes but mostly embarrass myself on the internet.” You costar laughs agreeing with the last half of your statement.
“Who is y/n dating?”
“I wish I had some juicy gossip to share but I’m as single as it gets.”
“Who is y/n’s celebrity crush?” You sit there and think, your smile grows bigger when it comes to your mind.
“Oh this one’s easy. I know.” Jonathan says.
“Who?”
“Pedro Pascal.”
“Pssssh that was so last week.” Jonathan audibly gasps.
“Who then?”
“We’ll it’s actually his fault.”
“Who’s fault?”
“Pedro’s.”
“Please explain.” Jonathan says confused.
“Well I’m late on the train but I just binged watch The Last of Us. I was the last of us to watch it.” You laugh at your own joke, Jonathan doesn’t only shakes his head disapprovingly.
“Anyways I started watching it for Pedro but stayed for Bella Ramsey.”
“Bella? The one who played Ellie?” Jonathan asks, his face telling you he doesn’t get it.
“Yeah them. You may not understand but the girls will get it.” You respond.
“Okay you heard it here first y/n is single and wants Bella Ramsey. My turn.” He says as he reaches for his board to read off the questions directed at him.
A few days pass before the video is released. Your publicist notify you it’s out and you don’t dare watch it, just pray that you didn’t do anything to embarrassing this time. It doesn’t take long before your notifications are flooded with people talking about the interview. You read a few before realizing a theme, Bella.
Everyone is tagging Bella in clips of you gushing over her. An edit of you saying the girls will get it followed by edited clips of Bella to the beat of a song. You may have watched it one too many times before favoriting it. Just as you about to close TikTok you get an Instagram notification from a verified account. It’s Bella following you, you click the notification not believing for a second it’s real.
But it is.
Two weeks ago Bella had made the first move by following you on Instagram. The internet went crazy when they realized quickly shipping the two of you. No one realizing that was the extent of your relationship, mutually following each other on instagram. It had crossed your mind at least a hundred times, you had drafted plenty first messages. Always deleting your words before you could muster up the courage to press send.
Tonight no different, you were in the process of preparing for a movie and tv awards show. In your dressing room being pampered by your glam squad. Clicking away at your phone looking for any sign that Bella was going to be here tonight. If they were you’d have no choice by to say hello. Cursing yourself because if only you had messaged Bella beforehand this would be less awkward.
A knock at your door steals your attention and your crew stops what there doing. The door opens revealing your manager, the biggest grin on her face. Something was up.
“We have a surprise for you.” She sings with a soft smile.
“So finish what your doing and meet us in room A3.” She says before shutting the door. You ask your team if they know what’s happening but they all answer with a shrug of the shoulders.
“Why are there cameras?” You ask as your guided to room A3. The door is shut, your mind races wondering what it could possibly be. Everyone around you is looking suspiciously excited for what’s about to happen. Your instructed to open the door so you do so, peaking your head in as it creeps open.
With nothing more than your head in the room, you peek around into the darkness. Blinded momentarily when the light turns on from inside. Blinking as an attempt to get your sight back your greeted by none other than Pedro Pascal.
“Absolutely fucking not.” You spit following with a squeal as you shut the door. Leaving Pedro alone in the room with whoever else in there. He erupts into laughter, a sound you had heard many times online.
“There’s no fucking way this is real.” You turn around ready to run greeted by the camera shoved in your face. Realizing you have no choice in this matter. With a nervous breakdown around the corner you open the door. Peaking your head once again making eye contact with Pedro.
“I’m sorry.” You say too afraid to approach already had made a fool of yourself.
“Don’t be.” Pedro laughs, calming your nerves temporarily.
“Hi.” Is all you can manage to spit out.
“Hi honey,” he smiles and waves, making you melt. The two of your still stood a few feet apart. You’re looking him up and down and moving your gaze onto your manger who’s sat in the corner motioning you to get closer.
“You can come closer. I don’t bite.. I mean unless…” His voice trails off and turns into laughter. You laugh before closing the gap, hugging Pedro. After you pose next to Pedro as photos are taken. His arm rests on your shoulder. You look up at the man next to you he’s already looking down at you.
“I was so excited to meet you a few weeks ago.”
“How long have you guys been planning this?” You ask.
“A little over a month.” Your manager answers.
“Yeah then you had to go and switch up on me.” He sighs dramatically, letting his arm fall from your shoulders.
“What did-“
“Don’t act so innocent Y/N. Don’t think I didn’t hear about your new found love for Bella.” Your eyes go wide realizing what he’s talking about.
“They better not pop up out of nowhere. I can’t handle two surprises today.”
“See exactly it’s like I don’t even matter to you anymore.” Pedro whines face falling.
“You do matter but…” You start to go on about Bella but stop your self.
“But what?” Pedro must notice your the worry in your face because he takes it back.
“I’m just giving you a hard time.” He teases.
“It really was nice meeting you.” You say your goodbyes but decide to follow it up with an apology for your actions when you were surprised. The cameras were gone now.
“Don’t worry about it. If anything I should be worried. Bella’s not gonna be happy with me.” Your ears perk up at the mention of Bella not being happy.
“Why?”
“I’ve said to much.” He attempts to change the conversation.
“Wait you can’t just say that and pretend like you didn’t.” He let’s out a defeated sigh in response.
“Bella has not shut up about you in weeks. I tried to convince them to tag along but they refused. Which turned into a whole thing. Bella made me promise several times not to embarrass them.” Pedro rambles on before stopping face full of regret.
“I won’t say anything if you won’t.” You respond.
“Deal.”
Maybe you don’t plan on repeating the words that had come out of Pedro’s mouth but they surely lit the fire in your self to finally message Bella or maybe even say hello if you saw them tonight. Your rushed to finish getting ready before being instructed to walk the carpet. Taking pictures first and then stopping to do mini interviews.
Your in the middle of the red carpet where your stood answering questions for some publication. When you hear the crowd and paparazzi roar. Bella is stood next to Pedro, they’re holding hands. Pedro giving his full attention to the cameras while Bella is sneaking glances at you. In front of the camera still and the interviewer waiting for an answer you smile one last time, waving softly before going back to answering. Your whole demeanor changing from the subtle interaction with Bella, suddenly a little more smiley than before.
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Eventually you’re seated at table, you say your hellos to the few people sitting with you. The seats next to you empty, so you take a peek at the name tags on table. Pedro is suppose to be sat right next to and Bella next to him. You don’t have time to process it because you hear the voice of the man who’s suppose to be sitting next to you. You turn around and he’s busy talking, no sign of Bella. You face forward in your seat, pulling out your phone to distract yourself.
“Told I’m sitting next to you but I don’t want to.” Pedro says from behind you. You smile politely kind of confused watching as he changes Bella’s name place with his. Sitting down where Bella was suppose to be. He sports the biggest grin as you realizing what he’s doing. He whispers you’re welcome before averting his attention else where.
Within seconds your planning your escape but it doesn’t matter because the familiar British accent fills your ears as they chat up some other people at a nearby table. If you left now it’d be too obvious, so you sit there painfully waiting for Bella to sit right next to you. A few long minutes pass before you fill the seat being pulled out and someone sitting down. You look over and smile, making eye contact with Bella who’s a few inches away.
“Hi.” Bella says with a shy smile.
“Hi.” You say back, barely a whisper.
“This is kinda crazy. I’ve never been to an event this big. Especially in America, this is on a whole other level.” Bella explains, staring a conversation.
“Oh yeah you’re probably far from home. Where do you live?” You ask, you already know the answer but Bella doesn’t need to know all that.
“The UK.” Bella responds.
“Oh damn. I’ve had to make that trip a few times. Absolute hell.” You say causing Bella to laugh lightly.
“Yeah kinda. Getting used to it after so many times. It’s usually worth it.”
“Well I hope this time is worth it.” You respond, you haven’t stopped smiling since Bella sat down.
“It already is.” Bella teases, their tone a bit flirty causing you to temporarily malfunction unable to come up with a response. Thank god some camera man comes by asking Pedro and Bella to take some pictures before the show starts.
As soon as Bella’s attention isn’t on you anymore your aggressively messaging your best friend, freaking the fuck out. As you’re typing some one grabs you hand, trying to get you to stand up. It’s Pedro and he’s begging for a photo with you. You happily oblige standing up but Pedro has a plan, posing you next to Bella. He takes a few photos with the two of you before stepping out of the way. Your unsure what to do but without notice Bella arm is around your waist. Pulling you a little closer, you smile for the picture and then look to Bella who’s already looking at you causing you to smile even bigger than before.
You two spend the beginning of the award show chatting in between breaks and sneaking glances at each other. Pedro constantly giving you looks, letting you know he’s happy with what’s happening. About half way though the show, a member of the shows staff comes to grab you and Pedro. Apparently the two of you presenting a reward.
You were not prepared for this in the slightest but it’s not the first time, you’ll be fine. You keep telling yourself that. It’s your time to go out, Pedro follows closely behind. You smile as everyone starts to cheer, when your finally to the podium Pedro begins reading off the teleprompter. You can’t help but cringe as the words as they come out, praying that it’s not too obvious.
“Today we’re here to present the award for break out actress.” Pedro says.
“Yeah… it’s been so amazing watching these nominees make their dreams come true.” You say through gritted teeth.
“With enough hard work and dedication, your dreams are possible. Just like her dreams.” He laughs, pointing to you.
“What do you mean Pedro?” You read off, sounding entirely out of touch with the words coming out. Confused where this could possibly going.
“Your hard work at being a fangirl, has finally paid off. You got to meet me. The man of your dreams.” Pedro can barley finish, laughing harder than he should be. Stopping every other word to laugh or catch his breath from laughing so hard. You don’t have any words being prompted at you, so you laugh and agree. Being shut up by the sound of your own voice being blasted from behind you.
“Absolutely fucking not.” You hear and followed by the sound of a door being slammed. You turn around in horror seeing yourself, on the biggest screen freaking out about meeting Pedro.
“There’s no fucking way this is real.” Plays on the screen, your curse words being bleeped. This is more embarrassing than anything you could’ve imagined that they had planned for this footage. You watch in full disgust too afraid to face the crowd of thousands. You hear them laughing at every stupid thing that leaves your mouth in the video, adding to your embarrassment.
When the video finally ends, Pedro gives you a hug. Saying something about how it’s okay in your ear but you’re far too gone from the moment to understand him. You turn to the face the crowd, the actor in your turning on.
“Well that was embarrassing.” You laugh.
“It’s okay, everyone loved it.” Pedro responds.
“Yeah everyone but me. Anyways, the nominees are…” You say as at attempt to make this end sooner. The nominees play in the background as you avoid eye contact with everyone in the crowd, just kinda looking off in the distance. Especially Bella because you two were hitting it off so we’ll and now the whole room, including Bella, just watched Pedro talk about your new found love for them.
Pedro starts ripping at an envelope letting you know it’s time to announce. The both of you read of the winner and start clapping. When the winner gets to the stage, you hug them before moving out of the way. Listening intently as they give their speech. It’s finally time to leave and you waste absolutely no time getting off that stage. Once backstage your overwhelmed by the sheer amount of good jobs and laughs at what just happened to you. Your manger tells you that was perfect.
“No more suprises please that was horrible.” You mutter, embarrassed and ready for the night to be over. Your manager apologizes. You make the walk back to the table, being stopped several times on the way. When you finally see your seat, Bella sees you. They flash a smile at you as you sit down. Pedro following close behind.
“That was something.” Bella says teasingly.
“That was embarrassing, I’m sorry.” You say not finding it funny.
“Why are you apologizing?” They ask, face full of concern.
“Because I opened my big mouth and dragged you into this.”
“I don’t mind. I actually kinda enjoy it.”
“Enjoy it?” You ask, your sour mood suddenly disappearing.
“Who wouldn’t enjoy one of the most beautiful and talented actors out there publicly simping for them?” Bella says, bringing your smile back.
“Beautiful?”
“Mhmm and talented.”
The two of you spend the rest of the night talking whenever you can. Pedro often inserting himself, neither of you minding. When it finally ends you can’t help but feel sad. Wishing the night could some how continue. You say your goodbyes, hugging Pedro. Then hugging Bella, a little longer than the hug with Pedro.
“It was nice meeting you.” You say as you pull away.
“You too.” Bella smiles as you walk away, your manager hounding you to get back to the dressing room so you can leave.
“How long are you in town?” You ask.
“I actually have to get on a plane back tomorrow afternoon.” Bella responds, sadness apparent in their voice.
“Oh well, shit that sucks.”
“What do you normally do after an award show?” Bella asks.
“Normally I get some terrible fast food and rot in bed until I fall asleep.” You respond honestly.
“I could go for some terrible fast food..” Bella says, with a hint of hope you’d understand what they were trying to say.
“I’d love it if you joined me.” You say, blush appearing. You make plans with Bella, letting them know you’d have to go to dressing room and unglam yourself. Bella understands following you to the dressing room, waiting for you outside of it. Eventually you come out in sweats, hair tied up and no more makeup.
“We’ll now I feel overdressed.” Bella teases, noticing your causal attire.
“You can borrow some clothes at mine.” You say, not realizing that you’re unofficially inviting Bella over to your home. Bella nods yes, biggest smile plastered on their face as they follow you out of the venue.
An hour later, Bella and you are laid up in bed. Tummy’s full watching some bad reality show. Doesn’t matter because you two can’t stop talking, not paying much attention to the tv. The conversation flows naturally, never missing a beat. Little did you know the internet was actively loosing their shit over all the content of the two of you tonight. Unaware of all of it, neither of you feeling any need to check your phones.
“I’m so glad I got to meet you tonight.” You say when the conversation starts to lull.
“Me too. I’ve been wanting to message you for weeks but I was absolutely terrified.” Bella admits.
“Me too. I was scared shitless when I realized you were sitting next to me. I’ve made a complete and utter fool of myself.” You say, looking at Bella who suddenly seems way closer than before. Tension between the two of you is heavy.
“Not at all.” Bella reassures you for what feels like the hundredth time.
“You sure? Because I still can’t believe-“ Your words are cut off by Bella kissing you softly, pulling away quickly.
“I like you. Okay? Please don’t fret over it.” Bella laughs, your laid there in shock. The biggest stupidest grin on your face.
“I like you too.” You whisper barley audible cause you’re quick with pressing your lips to Bella’s. This kid lasting a lot longer than the first.
The next morning, you two sleep in after staying up late. Only giving you two an hour before Bella has to get on the plane. You offer to drive Bella to their hotel, so they can pack and end up dropping them off at the airport too. Saying goodbye with a sweet kiss and plans to see each other in the near future.
You get into your car and pull out of the airport. A whole mix of emotions. Happy because of the prospects of a relationship with Bella but also sadness because Bella lives so far away. If the two of you do end up making it official, it’ll be long distance. The short drive home is spent in silence trying to figure out of the feelings your currently experiencing all at once. When you pull into your garage, your phone goes off its Bella.
Bella: thank you for last night, had so much fun and I can’t wait to see you again
You: is it stupid that I kinda miss you already?
Bella: I miss you too xxx
You catch yourself smiling so hard at your phone. Before you can respond Bella messages you again letting you know that their getting on the plane, they’ll message you as soon as they can. You shoot a short sweet message back and close the messages app.
You start opening your social media apps and your mentions are flooded with Bella and you at the award show. Hundred of photos from the event. People taking notice of the way you two were looking at each other. Then photos of you two leaving together. Most recently blurry photos of you off someones phone, outside of the airport saying goodbye to Bella.
“That was fast.” You groan aloud to yourself. Everyone is assuming the two of you are dating and you can’t blame them. You have a dozen unread messages from family, friends and people on your team.
A notification lets you know Pedro tagged you in a story. You click it and it’s the blurry photo of you kissing Bella outside the airport, with text that says ‘you’re welcome’. He tagged you and Bella in it. You can’t stop the laugh that leaves your mouth. Praying that Bella has knowledge of all this and isn’t blindsided when they get off the plane.
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The Last of Us: Episode 1 World Premiere Thoughts
Ok, so I’m going to preface this by saying that I’m not going to spoil anything that happens in the games or in the first episode of this show.
This is going to be STRICTLY my response to what I think after seeing the episode + talking about the premiere event in a separate post.
First of all, the weather in LA was absolutely atrocious yesterday. Everything is flooding, it is cold and windy, and there was ZERO sun anywhere to be seen.
And despite this, the premiere was amazingly well organized, the staff and crew were super friendly and accommodating, and EVERYONE had a good time.
Show reactions first:
This show is everything I wanted from an adaptation of this game. It just WORKS in a way that I have never seen before - and never imagined possible based on a game to movie/TV adaptation. It’s something incredibly special, and HBO seems to know this. I am endlessly impressed with every single aspect of this production.
To start: the cinematography is GORGEOUS. I feel like I need to see this episode again to see it all and appreciate it thoroughly; we were 2 rows back from the front and the screen was curved, so it looked distorted at points because of the angle.
But the landscape and cityscape shots along with the slice of life shots throughout are just … perfect. And when it opens up and you see the outskirts of Boston for the first time? It felt like I was looking at the game - it was beautiful. There are scenes from this episode that are PURE CHAOS, and it’s so immersive, because it puts you right there with the characters and gives you no time to breathe.
The use of color in this - and ADEQUATE LIGHTING DURING IMPORTANT SCENES - cannot be overstated. The parts that were dark weren’t too dark to make out what was happening, and the light sources and additions felt like they belonged exactly where they were used, and were very very carefully considered - especially in the sections of the show where there was an ABUNDANCE OF LIGHT.
The music … wow. I was expecting some new takes on the original soundtrack, but what we got was so much more. It’s the original TLOU soundtrack but turned up to 11. The theme of music tying into the storyline was well done, and the places it was used it was used to add a different dimension to the scene, not to distract from what the scene was lacking otherwise. They DID use an actual song in the show at one point - and it worked very well where it was placed, and tied in with an earlier scene / conversation seamlessly.
Bella Ramsey’s Ellie is something else. Their delivery of specific familiar lines was fantastic, and there were times when I was like “Ashley? Is that you?” And the addition of new, fun dialogue only adds to the way this Ellie is being brought to life - but she’s very much still similar to Game Ellie in a lot of ways. The dialogue is one thing, but Bella’s facial expressions are spot on. They’re very expressive, especially when Ellie’s staying silent. But the best part? Bella holds her own next to Merle and Anna and Pedro. And this is only episode 1 - I cannot wait to see certain things from the second half of the game.
There is one scene with Marlene where Ellie’s facial response and the look in her eyes says more than any words could EVER say, and I was stunned and pleased and it just really WORKED.
Pedro’s Joel is NOT Troy’s Joel - and he doesn’t try to be. I don’t know what I was expecting from this portrayal, but what I saw onscreen exceeded my expectations. We saw him as a happy father. We see him scared and sad. We see him angry and struggling and MAD. We see him as ruthless and focused and lost in thought and worried … and this was in the first 85 minutes. The things this man can do with his facial expressions and body language (I will spoil something and let all of you know that we got THE STANCE multiple times in this episode) are unmatched. There is one specific scene that really highlights how different (or indifferent he tries to be) from his former self, and it’s haunting to see it all play out.
The accent is fluid; it’s not heavy or too light - but it changes based on his emotions, and that is DAMN impressive considering how talented Troy is and how great that version of Joel is. It reminds me a lot of a more subtle Ezra. (Side note, Cynthia Summers deserves a raise for putting Pedro into the outfits he wears in episode 1 - there’s a Marcus Moreno with Missy / Javier P in the green t shirt shirt similarity that I was literally drooling over, and the tight blue denim button up and neckerchief? YES. YES PLEASE.) (Also Coco with some phenomenal hairstyle decisions already and we’ve still got 8 more episodes to go)
Gabriel Luna is a really solid choice for Tommy. You truly get that ‘brothers’ bond, and see how they stand up for each other. There is definitely added content with him in this episode and I’m glad.
I love Anna Torv, but this interpretation of Tess is very different than in the game - and if you didn’t like her then, you won’t like her now.
I have a theory about why she is the way she is in the show and why Joel is the way he is with her that I am more than happy to go into detail about after everyone’s seen the first episode - so I’m curious to know if anyone agrees. But the Tess/Joel relationship itself isn’t too much different than it was in the game, even though their status is a lot less subtle. There’s one moment in the episode where I covered my mouth and went “!!!!!!!!!” Because it was exactly what I wanted between them and I enjoyed seeing it.
It didn't feel like 85 minutes, but at the same time, I was shocked at the amount of ground they covered in this episode. I can sort of SEE where they would have cut it off if it were still two episodes, but it didn’t feel disjointed at all - it felt like it was meant to be one episode and one episode only.
There were changes and additions. Without going into detail - we get more time with the Millers. We see more of pre-outbreak Austin. We see more of what the Boston QZ is like than we did in the game and it reconfirms that I would not ever want to live in a QZ. We learn more about Joel and Tommy together and separately. We see more infected up close. We get more of Joel to see how much he’s changed in 20 years. The introduction between Ellie and Joel here is something I like more than I liked the game’s version. Marlene’s place in all of this is expanded a little - and it WORKS. Nico Parker is a goddamn powerhouse, and I love her.
The infected are terrifying, and you sort of get a play by play of how the infection progresses without it being shoved in your face - very, very interesting way to show it.
They did make a few changes - aside from the year - and for the most part, I’m alright with them. Spores vs tendrils is a huge change, but I’m willing to see where it goes. (The tendrils are in this episode and seeing them made me recoil from the screen in disgust.) I loved seeing MORE from before the outbreak and going deeper into different character histories and seeing daily life and focusing on things that weren’t’ possible in the game. It makes things feel so much more well-rounded.
One of the biggest changes in this episode (and the show moving forward) makes some of the things we’ve seen in the trailers make a ton more sense - and I love it. It’s a really smart way to add some urgency and direction to what Joel’s doing aside from the Ellie companionship.
My biggest issue with the episode was a short scene between Joel and another character - and then a follow up one with just Joel. It’s more of a “why is this a necessary inclusion” than anything else, but it definitely gave me pause when I saw it happening. Pedro played it PERFECTLY, and it’s a very appropriate scene in terms of show inclusion and foreshadowing, but it came out of nowhere because I never would have thought of Joel being involved in what the scene entailed. I need to see it again before I make my final assessment though.
I could talk about this for hours but this is already super long, so if you’ve gotten to this point - thank you for reading. I can’t wait until Sunday to find out what all of you think. I can’t wait for you to fall in love with these characters and watch their story unfold.
My final rating? So far it’s way up there - probably an 8.5 out of 10, that depending on what happens when I’m not watching with my neck craned up for 2 hours - will probably go up to at least a 9.5.
The audience clapped and cheered multiple times. The reactions to certain scenes were exactly what I hoped them to be. They definitely cared about the source material when they made this show - if the rest of the season plays out like this, it’s absolutely a love letter to TLOU and the world we’ve all loved since 2013. The whole team involved in this should be very proud of what they have created because they did an incredible job.
Edited to add:
They showed a 90 second “in the coming weeks” video after the credits and it showed a scene from every remaining episode and they all look fucking INCREDIBLE. This show is going to step on the gas and not let up, and I’m not emotionally ready at ALL.
If you have anything else you’d like to ask, please feel free and if I can answer without spoilers, I will!
Also, if anyone is going to the NYC screenings on Thursday, I’ll be in FEDRA A at 1:45. (And potentially another one later if I get selected because my requests are still in the queue.)
Here’s a couple pictures of the venue and the promo stuff we were given as we left:
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Six Summer Fics for Tessjoels
... confused? Well, it's summer here, and that means summer reading! Here's some of my favourite Tessjoel stories that are in progress right now, and have been updated within the last month.
These are just unfinished tales - here's some of my finished favourites from the last year.
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Taste your beating heart by @beerandyarn I can't tell you what this story is really about without spoiling it. The mystery is way too much fun. But let's just say it's a TLOU AU set in the early days of Tessjoel and there are ... other mysterious things than just Cordyceps out there. The characterisation is fucking awesome and this is the slow burn of slow burns. Like, part of me wants to shake elfin for making me suffer and the other part of me can't get enough.
Of Artists and Architects, by @oliviassunrise It's kind of hard to transplant characters from the TLOU universe into a modern AU without losing them in the mix. You have to really understand them so as not to shed their personalities while building a softer, mushroom-free world around them. Kayli does this beautifully and you still feel like Tess is Tess and Joel is Joel. This is no basic repackaging though - there's so much soul to this story, you can really feel the care and love with which it is written.
A Soul for Sale or Rent, by @bumblepony I don't want to give too much away about this one because it's full of surprises and takes a concept that could be ridiculous but ends up being so clever and heartbreaking and heartwarming. Ellie is a ghost and only Joel can see her. While Tessjoel isn't the focus of the story the way it's included is so clever and haunting (I think about it randomly, ok) that you've gotta check it out. So original.
deep red bells by melforbes Subtle queen. All this author's stories are like poetry, but they manage not to divulge into aimless whimsy and are always anchored with a strong story and pathos. This is an AU where Joel's daughter is abducted and Tess is a young cop with a tantalising dark past. The magic is in the dialogue. It's dark, but not heavy, and I'm pretty sure it's going to kill me.
I Saw the End, it Looked Just like the Middle, by @elpickett A new Tess lives series, and it has a really interesting narrative structure. As with the stories above, I don't want to spoil that, but there's some insight into FEDRA which I really enjoy. I love to read different ways Tess Lives Truthers fix explore the canon and bring her to Jackson. You can tell the author has really put a lot of thought into how this is going to work and how to 'save' Tess in a believable way.
Let the Burial Rite be Read, the Last Funeral Song Sung, by @stephpuppet An AU with a dark and gentle premise - Grim Reaper!Tess! Ever since I saw Meet Joe Black and Dead Like Me I've had a yen for this kind of tale, personifying Death as a sympathetic and empathetic, a wise creature who maybe experiences emotions they do not understand. ANYWAY. I love different interpretations of this theme and combining it with my hyperfixation is a treat for the new year. Grab your tissues, the first chapter is devastating.
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psychedelic-ink · 1 year
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𝑺𝑰𝑳'𝑺 4.5𝑲 𝑭𝑶𝑳𝑳𝑶𝑾𝑬𝑹 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑰 𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑵𝑻
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Well then, as you can probably guess since we're at the brink of TLOU coming out I decided to make it the general theme ❤️
Anyway, I never expected to have so many of you following me and I'm truly honored to all of you who stick around ❤️ Thank you so much for your support, reading my work, and generally just being amazing.
It's kind of hard not to get emotional since I really am grateful for the fandom that brought me together with some of my best friends that I talk to daily, but I'll try not to be! Just know that I really am happy to be here xx
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There aren't many rules for this event, you can send me requests whenever you see this post and I'll be taking requests and posting them during the weekend (7-8th january)
For requests, I accept all Pedro characters (tho my faves rn include ezra, joel miller, jack daniels, dieter bravo)
marvel: moon knight(all), peter parker (all), felicia hardy (black cat)
oscar isaac characters: poe dameron, duke leto, moonknight, santiago garcia
🍄 — send me a drabble request, if you need inspiration feel free to browse my prompts tag!
🍂 — ask for a mood board: either send me an aesthetic + character or send me a summary of one of your fics and I'll make a mood board based on it
🪐 — tell me a bit about yourself, your fave character and I'll assign you a couple song (this can also work with ofc x character if that's the case please tell me about your ofc)
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sflow-er · 6 months
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ˏˋ°*♡➷ get to know me ༊*·˚
I was tagged in this lovely game by @lazybug16 and @bluedalahorse - it was so much fun seeing both your 'moodboards'! 💜
The idea is to pick a favourite movie, character, animal, drink, song, season, book, colour, and hobby and present them as pictures.
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I'll put a list/explanation below, but it's going to be long, so let's do the no-pressure tags first: I think most people have been tagged already, but I can't keep up. So I'm just going to tag a few people whose names I don't think I've seen and apologise if you've already been tagged - or even made a post that I've missed!
@scatteredpiecesofme @silvagrey @groenendaelfic @raincitygirl76 @plantbasedfish @palehottubchild and anyone else who'd like to do this!
Movie: I've got a lot of faves in a lot of genres, but The Princess Bride (1987) has been one of my comfort films since childhood. I never could resist a good fairytale! I kind of wanted to use an ensemble poster to fix the severe lack of Inigo Montoya in this Westley/Buttercup one, but I think this fits the moodboard better, both aesthetically and thematically (because there's a lot of romance on this board).
Character: Again, there are lots of options! But I want to pick 1) a woman, and 2) a longtime favourite, so... Elizabeth Bennet from Pride and Prejudice. Either book Lizzie or 1995 BBC Lizzie played by Jennifer Ehle will do. Who doesn't love an intelligent and determined woman who is loyal to her loved ones, speaks her mind, and grows from her mistakes? Oh, and who only warms up to the handsome aristocrat gentleman with a massive estate after he listens to her criticism, makes up for his mistakes, and demonstrates some character growth?
Dolphins: Love them. Happened to see some wild ones in Ireland this summer. Keeping them in captivity for humans' amusement is heinous.
Coffee: The thing about coffee is, if you don't drink it, you often feel like a nuisance when visiting people in my country. Especially older people, who don't necessarily keep tea in the cupboard. So, I learned to drink it in my late teens despite hating it at first, and once my tastebuds had adjusted, I fell in love.
Song: Swing Life Away by Rise Against. A very simple acoustic ballad about love, friendship, and how little you actually need to be happy in life. It's also mine and my spouse's song that was even played at our wedding ceremony (without vocals on guitar, violin, and double bass).
Season: I am very much a four seasons kind of person, but I guess spring might be my favourite.
Book: I've got so many to choose from, but I wanted to pick something queer, so: Torka aldrig tårar utan handskar, Jonas Gardell's trilogy about young love and the AIDS crisis in Sweden. It's absolutely fantastic and absolutely heartbreaking (not a happy read!). It's also been adapted to an excellent three-part TV series that can be found on Youtube with English subs. (Short English trailer, 6-minute Swedish trailer.)
Gardell is also a fitting choice because it was his recommendation on social media that got me to watch Young Royals, and I wouldn't be here on tumblr without YR.
Colour: My favourite colours are red, green, and dark grey. I've been in a green phase lately and it fits this moodboard best.
Hobby: Video games. I've been a PlayStation gamer for well over 20 years. I mainly play adventure and roleplaying games; titles with good storytelling and worldbuilding. Some of my favourites include older Final Fantasy games (up to FFX), the Uncharted series, Life is Strange series, Mass Effect trilogy, The Last of Us Parts I & II, Heavy Rain, Until Dawn, and Telltale's The Walking Dead 'seasons' 1 & 2.
In keeping with the theme, perhaps I should also mention that some of my fave WLW ships are from video games! Ellie/Dina from TLOU: Part 2, Nadine/Chloe from Uncharted: Lost Legacy, and Chloe/Rachel from LiS: Before the Storm (although I do love Max/Chloe in LiS OG too).
Thanks again for the tags, this was fun!
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I've been thinking about this idea that came to me after Florence and the machine released Mermaids and then I watched The Lighthouse. I wanted to write a dark Mermaids story and my protagonist was a solitary man, dealing with grieve, sounds familiar?
Even if I didn't planned as a fic but an original story, Joel Miller inspired it (maybe also the fact that I've been playing tlou part 2 and there's a ton of scenes dealing around the coast) and I think the sea is a great setting to explore pain. I got stuck, you can figure that out just knowing I wanted to be done for merMay and well... it's August. So in order to bust my ass to write, I wanted to share some snippets with you. I want to publish it here and Ao3 sometime this week. If by next Monday I haven't, you can come scream at me (thank you).
Themes and what to expect from it: this is weird story, dark and eery sea vibes, grieving lots of pain, tension, smut (duh), and very important, Joel Miller continues to be little spoon on this.
The siren will be described( as fins and tail and color and her not human features), but the "girl" version of her will not, she will be nameless and addressed as "she, girl, siren etc" but it can be read as as a f!reader.
"They say the sea has some power over the souls. It understands something that lies underneath flesh and bones and it sings a song that appeal to those who are wounded.
The sea is a welcoming mistress for lost souls. At land, all he did was bury himself in pills and alcohol. He numbed his head so his thoughts would stop being her fast breathing, her cries, his shirt wet, warm and sticky over his chest.
(....)
I know, baby, I know.
I gotta get you up, babygirl
He remembers getting her corpse up of the ground, and all he was, was left in the puddle of her daughter’s blood on the grass."
(....)
"They were so far away; the radar never showed any passing ship. The sky was so bright, Joel saw the Milky way for the first time. That white spur of cosmos full of stars  brighter than any artificial light he had never seen before. The sea was so calm the light draw silver lines over the soft waves, the soft push of them crushed against the boat, when he saw it. A shadow, barely a head above water. If it weren’t for those silver lines, a glitch on the reflection of the sky above, he wouldn’t have seen it."
(....)
"She cradled his head on her lap, her sharp nails combing his greying hairs, again and again. And she sings.
Her voice is soft, and deep. She hums sometimes, or just vocalises, others she speaks in a language he does not understand. Long syllables, soft words. Even if she does use unknown words or just her voice, Joel understand. She sings about longing, death, lost and love. Sometimes he cries and she shushes him like a baby. With her voice and her hands, she caresses his wounds and his heart.
In the night, they lay, and she tangles herself to him. She's warm and soft and smells like salt and sand. It's like she keeps the warmth of the beach on her. Her heartbeat is steady. If she notices that sometimes he touches the skin on her leg, from her ankle to her thigh, the one leg she tosses over his hip, she does not say.
Sometimes she turns and grabs his arm, cuddling herself with him, as if he was a blanket over her. She keeps his hand between her breasts, her slow and steady breath should calm him. But she pushes against him, her back on his belly, her hips between his hips.
If she notices that his painfully hard and cannot sleep, she doesn't say.
But when he does eventually fall asleep, the nightmares start.
"do not cry, Joel" she kisses the tears running down his cheeks. And she sings, and he cries more. Until he's empty and exhausted, until he can fill the sea and drown.
The siren sings every night and he begins to forget why he's crying or that he should try to get back to the land"
Let me know if you wish to read it once I upload it 🥺
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morning-star-joy · 4 months
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hiii doni!! how about 14 & 15 for ASHWAH? 💜💜
MARI MARI MARRRRIIIII (sang to the tune of the happy happy happy tiktok song becus that's me whenever I see you)
14. Is there anything you wanted readers to learn from reading this fic? I don't think I really had the goal of readers learning anything, but I did want my readers to feel something. I had so many emotions wrapped up in these two that I could feel when writing and thinking about this story, and I really wanted to convey all that depth into my words. I really wanted the themes to come across as well; the feeling of finding a home in somebody, healing from trauma through personal growth and found family, the more morally gray sides of humanity that shine through the setting of TLOU.
15. What did you learn from writing this fic? Oh god, so much. I learned a lot from a technical standpoint, like how to structure chapters, plan story arcs, organize and edit, etc. I also just gained the feeling of I can do this. I can write a compelling narrative, and it can mean something to someone. The process of writing ASHWAH was such a special time to me and I will never forget it.
ask me questions about my fics!
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Tagged by @galwithalibrarycard. Thank you for the tag!! 😁 💞
Last song you listened to: Such A Simple Thing by Ray LaMontagne. It was in a Apple Music playlist called Verão acústico (Acoustic Summer). Had never heard of the artist before, but really liked it!
Currently Watching: Technically the HBO tv series The Last Of Us, but I stopped midway through the episode right after the Bill & Frank ep, and that was like two months ago or smth lol so now I should probably go back and just re-watch the whole thing but haven't yet 'cause I'm lazy. 🤦🏽‍♀️ 😅
Currently reading: I wanna say A sociedade autofágica: capitalismo, desmesura e autodestruição (The Self-Devouring Society: Capitalism, Narcissism, and Self-Destruction) by Anselm Jappe, but it's suffering from the same curse as TLOU, as in: I started a while ago and kinda abruptly stopped and now have to go back and read it from the beginning lmao (this is a recurring theme with me tbh, sometimes I just lose the rhythm of things and it's just easier to stop altogether and start from scratch).
Current obsession: oh man, I feel like the Ronance (Robin/Nancy from Stranger Things) obsession is definitely still there even though not as strong as a few weeks ago? ...maybe? (probably not, still pretty strong brainrot tbh) lmao but also those Interior Design/Architecture videos on YouTube, ykwim? like Never Too Small and some Brazilian ones like Life by Lufe. I love watching them and kinda day dreaming about living in spaces as beautiful and well curated as those. (Currently living in a reeeally small apartment and it's gotten very messy so I guess this is one of my coping methods, one could say lol). Oh! Also those videos with audiophile set ups (listening rooms, vinyl collection etc) but precisely because of the aesthetics of it all, some of those have just really nice decor. It's all about the decor baby! 🤩
I feel like these were very unsatisfactory/lame answers but it was very honest so hey, at least there's that! lmao 😂
Not tagging anyone specifically, but if you see this post and you feel like joining in the fun, please consider yourself tagged! 😉
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go on fucker
📌 how did you find your hyperfixation? ✨ what draws you towards your hyperfixation? what is interesting about it? 🎥 do you have any favorite scenes from your hyperfixation? 🎶 if your hyperfixation has songs/an ost, what is your favorite song from it? 💕 tell us about one of your favorite characters and why you like them! 💔 tell us about one of your LEAST favorite characters and why you dislike them. 🏳‍🌈 do you have any headcanons (lgbt, race, neuro, etc) that are important to you? 🍀 do you have any kins or comfort characters from your hyperfixation? 💎 are there any fun facts or trivia that you would like to share? 💢 what do you NOT like about your hyperfixation? is there something you would want to change about it?
join me in the sewers (or do it for that thang or tlou)
[sits on the manhole cover]
📌 how did you find your hyperfixation?
idr 😔just like have had an interest in tmnt for as long as i can remember
though when i met kiri back when i was lik uhhhhhh 11 they were in the middle of their own hyperfix of tmnt and spiked up mine in turn sdnkfds
✨ what draws you towards your hyperfixation? what is interesting about it?
its just v fun :] i like watching the various adaptations though 2003 is my favorite out of all them bc its nsdkfsd what i mostly grew up with
the writing is usually either well done or like silly or both and i just like seeing it
🎥 do you have any favorite scenes from your hyperfixation?
uhhhh honestly like most fight scenes in 2003 and rottmnt theyre so fucking fun and well animated :] also uhhh the bishops "death" in 2003 and raph eating his phone in rottmnt after panicking in a library its just rlly funny
🎶 if your hyperfixation has songs/an ost, what is your favorite song from it?
im so autistic over bishops theme it just summarizes his character rlly well
💕 tell us about one of your favorite characters and why you like them!
quarry/sydney! :] theyre a rlly interesting character and you dont like get to know much abt their other than they were experimented on bc of the shredder but watching them interact with other characters is so nice
💔 tell us about one of your LEAST favorite characters and why you dislike them.
uhhhhhhh 2012 hun tbh?? hes just rlly badly written and not even like a fun bad he just leaves a lot to be desired and he also comes into the show like rlly late to rlly like give room to work on him more
🏳‍🌈 do you have any headcanons (lgbt, race, neuro, etc) that are important to you?
caseys latino coded in all adaptations i do not make the rules
also all the turtles are autistic sdnkfds
🍀 do you have any kins or comfort characters from your hyperfixation?
<<< mfs who grew up getting severely attached to leatherhead and refused to acknowledge it
also rottmnt raph is me frfr waugh
💎 are there any fun facts or trivia that you would like to share?
newtralizer was originally gonna be a toy for the tmnt line back in the 90s but got scrapped his desc was
"Amphibious ally of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, the Newtralizer is judge, jury, and executioner for any criminal that crosses his path.
Unable to undergo regeneration due to a messed-up mutation process, Donatello has fitted him with robotic limbs.
With these new, artificial appendages and an arsenal of wacky weapons, this salamandroid sheriff fights a never-ending battle against the criminal Krang Korporation of Dimension X and helps to serve and protect the turtle's sewer home!"
💢 what do you NOT like about your hyperfixation? is there something you would want to change about it?
like anything else it just has bits that just dont age or sit well though some adaptations have more issues than others dsfkjsd
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wait am I the only one who really wants to know more about your tlou dr...
im currently trying to shift there and I didn't knew about the letter thing so ofc I'm gonna start doing it but there's something I didn't understand.. do you ask ellie things in the letter? or did i misunderstood...
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you’re not the only one dw ! i had an anon ask to hear more about it, so im going to link this post when i answer them :)
as for the letter thing…boy do i have a few stories to tell you. first, though, we’ll start w/ an explanation.
basically, you write to a person in your dr. the letter doesn’t have to be long, but you need to talk to them as if you’re already in the reality. i ‘act’ as if i’m just on a trip or out doing something. the most important thing that you have to do to get results is, after you’ve said what you’ve wanted to say, ask for something in return. examples include strawberry mochi, a mushroom, or a penny. BUT these items/things have to be things that you don’t normally see. and when they are ‘delivered,’ they don’t necessarily have to be material, they can be a picture or simply just mentioned. afterward you’ve signed off on the letter, you can rip it up, burn it (SAFELY), or simply forget about it. the idea is to not think about it. let it go. most importantly, HAVE FAITH THAT YOU WILL GET WHAT YOU ASKED FOR !
i’ll provide some of my own experiences below :) please keep in mind, though, that i have done this before my tlou dr. i have plenty of other desired realities that i do this with.
— the first time i wrote a letter to ellie i asked for a snake. it was simple and i never saw them in my every day life. WELL fast forward like a day, when i’m in the cafeteria at my high school, and my friends are playing this game on their phones. i was busy talking to my other friend, so i wasn’t really paying attention. at least that was until they were deciding which colored snake avatar they wanted to be. as they decided, my head literally whipped in their direction to see what they were looking at, and, low and behold, there were two blue and red snakes on the screens. i was SUPER excited, and i kid you not after that i saw snakes EVERYWHERE.
— okay, this story occurred like last month. after careful consideration, i decided that from now on, i would work on a theme. everything that i would ask for would be in correlation to tlou/ellie. so, i asked her for a dinosaur. no specificities, just a plain old dino. babe…she sent me SO. MANY. DINOSAURS🧍‍♀️it was constantly one after the other, and when i went to a local craft store to buy yarn the same day, THERE WERE A SHIT TON OF DINOSAUR FIGURINES 😭😭
— this one is super short and simple, but i asked for a space ship (for obvious reasons hehe). this one also occurred at my school, but an organization was hosting a small booth and spreading awareness on mental health in teens and young adults. they were handing out pins and when they gave one to me IT HAD A SPACE SHIP ON IT :,)
— i saved the best for last ✋ THIS ONE MAKES ME SMILE CAUSE IT HAPPENED LIKE LAST WEEK BUT i was writing to ellie and telling her to listen to some lana del rey songs that make me think of her. in return i asked for a guitar. after i had put my journal away, and i put in airpods to listen to music, i clicked shuffle on my ‘ellie’ playlist. THE SONG THAT PLAYED WAS DARK RED BY STEVE LACY !! AND, IF YOURE NOT AWARE, THE COVER HAS A GUITAR IN IT 😫 i literally couldn’t stop smiling, and now every time i hear that song my mind instantly goes to ellie. it’s like she sent me a song in return for sending her some :)
well, ig that’s a wrap on the whole letter situation and my experiences with it :D i hope this helped and gave you some motivation to shift !! <3
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#TheLastofUs was moved to tonight because of the #SuperBowl on Sunday. #tlou
Released the final version of “#Rebecca (Song 122).” That song had a disastrous production process, but it turned out pretty dope.
After the production chaos of GoBoy 5, I took a well needed break from mixing natural vocals for the 1st track on GoBoy 6 and made a simple vocoder song called “Booty on Ice.” For the 2nd track of GoBoy 6, I felt rested enough to jump back into natural vocals and started working on “#Muffin Your Brains Out,” a song about fucking someone’s brains out.
Like most, the melodies for “Muffin Your Brains Out” arose while going about my daily life, with the chorus melody arising only a couple days before recording vocals. As soon as the idea of using the word “muffin” instead of “fucking” came to mind, the song was a go. That stupid gimmick would be memorable enough to warrant recording and mixing.
While mixing vocals for “Muffin Your Brains Out,” I was smoking cigarettes on a rainy weekend in Metro Detroit while peripherally watching @jacksepticeye play #ResidentEvil Village in the background (I’ll smoke cigarettes every six or so months for the hell of it). It’s a very fond memory.
The original plan was to jump straight into the chorus without an intro, but that wasn’t working. Not only did the song need an intro to establish the key and tempo, the chorus instruments needed to be established before the vocals began. Without such an intro, it was difficult to fully comprehend what you were hearing the first time you listened to the song.
While working on the intro, the idea arose of having computer voices repeat the words “muffin your brains out.” They were placed during the section of the song where the chorus instruments are being established before the melodic vocals kick in, because that’s where it made the most sense to put them.
After the chorus, the original plan was to jump straight into the verse vocals, but that wasn’t working either. The verse melody needed some sort of introduction before the verse vocals kicked in, which was ultimately accomplished by playing the melody on a synthesizer before the vocals began. The same synthesizer would be used for “Dean Corll (Song 105)” a few months later.
After mixing was complete, 30 seconds of the song were cut out to make the song more concise, thus (hopefully) increasing replay value.
After this song was complete, I took a week-long break from music production, during which I had the idea of rebranding from “River Elder” to “#GoBoy,” and synchronizing the visual branding of the cover arts with a color theme (red), logo, and song count at the bottom right corner. I also decided to go with a clean shaven appearance in all of GoBoy’s cover arts after discovering that females (generally speaking) were not huge fans of the long beard in the cover arts of River Elder. Seeing as 50% of River Elder’s audience was female, the beard had to go.
A bass boost was added to songs 37-101 in Nov, 2021, while I was stuck at home with covid. As a result, this song feels more powerful. The bass boost isn’t a simple plugin nonchalantly added to each song. It’s a process that took about 3.5 hours per song, or one whole month to complete all songs. Admittedly, I pushed the bass boost a little too far for some of them. The bass in some songs sounds like a freaking earthquake (unnecessarily pronounced low frequencies 20 - 50 Hz). Might dial that back someday. The bass boost was also applied to every song on GoBoy 6 and beyond (excerpt from post 37).
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"-I'd surely lose myself"
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Still Chasing For That Feeling - Writers’ Iron Chef #5
Pairing: Joel Miller and a couple people. (previous female relationships, female Reader from Just Too Good To Be Gone universe)
Word Count: 2,083
Rating: M. It’s very angsty.  **There are some TLOU/TLOU2 game spoilers in here so be very careful about what you read.**
Summary:  Joel Miller is no stranger to loss and abandonment - he’s had 30 years to come to terms with it. 
Prompt:   
Song lyrics from Jacob Banks’ “Devil That I Know”
“And oh, what a way to die, Standing eye to eye, Pretending we’re alive as we grow colder
And oh, the devil that I know, Is better than the devil that I don’t”
Author’s notes:
This is based on this prompt from the weekly Writers’ Iron Chef event that @littleferal created.
This SCREAMED Joel to me - and even though the song breaks my rule of ‘nothing released after 2013 for Joel’s playlist’ I decided to use it for the prompt event. 
This is really different from what I’ve been doing for the Writers’ Iron Chef pieces, and really different than the other Joel I’ve written, so I hope you still enjoy. This focuses more on the overall tone and theme of the song and doesn’t feature the actual lyrics anywhere.
Many, many thanks to @the-blind-assassin-12​ for reading this before I post it and encouraging me to do so. 
It could have used a ton more editing and time, but OH WELL IT IS WHAT IT IS.
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When he met Nadine, he was a wide-eyed Sophomore in high school and she was a Junior, pretty and popular. Inseparable from almost their first encounter, everyone assumed that the two of them would end up married and living the All-American dream. But when the relationship resulted in a pregnancy when she was 18 and Joel was 17? Things changed. He loved her unconditionally, and even though he was terrified, he promised to be there in whatever way she needed him. 
And for a while, it was enough. The two of them made it through the pregnancy with the help of their families and the support of everyone close to them. Sarah’s birth was a happy occasion, and they settled into the routine of being new parents with relative ease. Despite everything that came with it, they managed to enjoy their final teenage years with their daughter. He was happy - deliriously so, and he thought she was, too. 
But when she left? It broke him in a way that he hadn’t expected. It wasn’t fast or slow, and looking back, there were definite signs … but he’d chosen to ignore them. He was 21 and she was 23, the woman’s excuse that she was too young to settle down, that she couldn’t be a mother in the way Sarah needed her to be… and so she left, skipping town and leaving Joel and everyone else to care for the toddler. 
It was hard at first, Joel’s feelings fluctuating between resignation and determination, and even though the girl was a dead ringer for her mother as she aged, it never bothered him in the way that he’d thought it would. Instead it reminded him of all the things he’d loved about the woman, and how thankful he was to have the chance to raise Sarah. 
And even though he dated, he used Nadine leaving as a reason to close himself off somewhat, devoting his time and energy to Sarah and giving her the life she deserved. He always tried to keep the lines of communication open - sending pictures and updates through Nadine’s family and giving her the chance to ask about their daughter … but she didn’t. 
But then, a few years later, she did reach out, telling Joel to stop, that she wanted nothing to do with either of them … and that was all it took. It was like a switch flipped for him - the woman’s final abandonment a reminder that Joel didn’t need anyone but Sarah to complete his life. If it happened, it happened, but he stopped looking, and he stopped trying to include the girl’s mother.
It was easier to focus on his daughter and building a life for them than to wonder what could happen if someone was by his side, or if Nadine would ever decide to return … and the two of them were perfectly happy for years … until everything changed.  
After the Cordyceps outbreak, Joel’s outlook on life shifted again. 
He was still focused on survival, but it wasn’t in the same way that he had been before. There was no point in worrying about lasting relationships, no point in truly getting to know people. He and Tommy lived their lives hours at a time, only worrying about the days as they came. 
He - like everyone else - found ways to occupy his time in the years that followed, a series of encounters with women as they moved across the country dulling the loneliness that he felt inside and keeping him from going off the deep end. Well… anymore than was necessary, at least. Because as the time passed and he and Tommy spent longer living as wanderers … Joel’s demeanor changed, too. 
So when the Millers made it to Kentucky and decided to stay for a little longer than usual, he was surprised that he caught the attention of a woman named Hannah - and that she was willing to put up with him for longer than a few hours at a time. 
In the months they spent living in the same small community, Joel and Hannah became friends, something that the man hadn’t thought possible. Friends turned into more, the two of them sleeping together occasionally because it was easy, but that didn’t mean he told her everything. Instead, they kept things mostly surface level and impersonal. She knew about Sarah, and he knew about her ex, the man that she’d lost only six months into the new life that they’d been forced to live … but nothing beyond that that didn’t directly relate to survival.
Details implied intimacy, and Joel was in no hurry to get attached. Because like all things, Kentucky was meant to be temporary, a short respite before continuing East and to a place that Tommy had chosen - Boston, to meet with a group known as the Fireflies. 
But as the date of their departure drew nearer, Joel realized that Hannah was treating him differently, and so he pulled back, wanting there to be no confusion as to where he stood. I’m not staying, he’d told her. You can come with us to Boston, but that doesn’t mean this is anything more than what it is. It wasn’t that he didn’t like her or care about her - instead it was that he knew that if he let himself, it would end badly - just like with Nadine and Sarah. 
It caused arguments, and Joel felt the situations slipping through his fingers as the days passed. He’d put an end to their physical relationship when she became more adamant that they were something, but he refused to abandon her - refused to pretend like he didn’t care what happened. That caused more problems, the woman accusing him of being half in and half out. But that’s the thing, he’d said, a frown on his lips. I was never all the way in. This is how it’s always been. 
It was for her protection as much as his; he could focus on what he needed to focus on without letting emotions cloud his judgment the way they had when Nadine left and when he was trying to  get himself and Sarah and Tommy out of Austin. Worrying about himself first and foremost - and then the people around him was the only way he knew how to live … and if she didn’t get that, he couldn’t force her to understand.
In the weeks that led to his and Tommy’s departure, Joel attempted to make amends so that they didn’t part on bad terms, but Hannah wanted nothing to do with it, and refused to speak to him. 
And Joel realized that it didn’t bother him as much as it should have. When he woke up and found that she’d left the camp in the middle of the night without saying goodbye, it only reaffirmed that his decision had been right: getting close to anyone only resulted in eventually having to say goodbye, and she was the third woman that had proved that. 
But then… then there was Tess - a firecracker of a woman that had terrified Joel when they’d first met. Why? That meeting took place with Joel staring up at her from flat on his ass, the woman’s defiant eyes the only thing he could focus on. There was a gun pointed at him by her partner, and she wouldn’t have hesitated telling him to pull the trigger without asking questions.  Later on, Joel realized just how lucky he was that she hadn’t. 
But their friendship formed quickly, the woman herself being the one to set the parameters, and Joel was thankful for that. Boston was dangerous in a way that being on the road hadn’t ever been, but with Tess to show him and Tommy the ropes, they acclimated in no time. 
They didn’t sleep together until almost two years after they met, and even then it was only to scratch an itch - an experiment that both of them were interested in participating in - and continuing. It was great between them and the sex very quickly became just another part of their relationship, something that was them, and it was never questioned - the intimacy not discussed. 
But as more and more time passed, Joel realized  that all of the things they weren’t saying were eating him alive. He knew why neither of them talked about it, knew that bringing it up would change everything and possibly ruin it, but for the first time since before the outbreak, Joel legitimately cared for someone on a deeply personal level. 
It went against everything he knew, but by the time that they met Ellie, Joel’s feelings for Tess had turned into something deep and real, something that was more than being successful smuggling partners and sleeping together when it suited them - something that he was reluctant to lose in a way that would do no one any good if it were voiced. 
Because people don’t stay. Things don’t last. So they kept it quiet, but he saw it in the way she looked at him, and in the way he protected her when they were together. He demonstrated it in the way they argued like they’d been a couple for years, and then a few minutes later would be laughing about something unrelated. They were together without being officially together, and that made what happened in the museum and the statehouse so much more difficult. 
Because like everyone else, Tess left him. And she’d left him silently, in the same way Nadine had. In the same way Hannah had, even though things had been different otherwise. 
 And he wondered, long afterward what could have happened if he’d just told her that he cared about her instead of trying to show it. He wondered what would have happened if he’d kissed her goodbye in the statehouse, giving her more than just a final look at his back as he and Ellie disappeared through the doors, leaving her alone. He wondered what would have happened if they hadn’t gone to get the guns back from Robert. 
But he’d never know. Those things were all hypothetical questions that wouldn’t ever have answers, no matter how often Joel’s thoughts drifted back. 
And that was why he’d been so hesitant to let Ellie in, why he’d tried so hard to keep her at a distance, even when it was clear that she needed him in a way that no one had since Sarah. He’d found a way to fail four people that he’d cared about in various ways, and it scared him to think about doing it with a fifth. Especially someone that reminds me so much of Sarah. 
He refused to fail Ellie, even if it meant compromising on what he’d been conditioned to believe. He couldn’t handle the girl walking away from him, or being forced to walk away from her. He wouldn’t make the same mistakes that he’d made in the past with Nadine and Sarah and Hannah and Tess. 
Bit he’d still lied. He’d lied, and keeping up that lie kept him going on a daily basis. Keeping up the lie was enough to motivate him to act a certain way, and that motivation was more than enough to influence how he behaved in Jackson … and when it came to you. 
But you were an entirely different story, too. You made him question things that he hadn’t second guessed in years. You made him want to relax, even slightly - not just for show, and give Ellie the life that the other teenagers in Jackson were free to have. You asked nothing of him except common courtesy - and there was nothing hidden in your behavior or with the way you treated the two of them. 
But most of all, the way you spoke to Joel made him rethink the way he’d resigned himself to living his life. You didn’t push much. You didn’t pry often. You didn’t force friendship or physicality with him, even though he was comfortable with you from the beginning. 
After only a few months of being in Jackson and getting to know you, Joel started wondering if it was time to rethink everything yet again, pushing past the lines he’d drawn for himself. What’s the point of this place if you don’t let yourself enjoy it? You said it often - and so did Tommy - and the longer Joel stayed within the walls of the community, he began to consider it, too. 
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So this post is gonna be heavily inspired by @hawkinsschoolcounselor thoughts and theories (@kaypeace21 too, I already told all of you, she already pretty much covered everything.)
It's about Will's birthday, a certain gift he may get for his birthday and of course the return of the pest, Lonnie.
(Since we know it's happening in Spring and probably in March given the informations that we have.)
The gift I am talking about is a watch.
(Something that was already hinted and talked by people a long time ago. (And given certain theories, may reveal a number related to the boy. 😏))
Not only would this fit with the theme of the season AND the whole clock imagery, it would tie Will again to the supernatural plot in an unexpected way.
There's a lot of candidates for Will to give the watch and I will go through all of them and why. But again...
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I want to show you something that points to that direction.
The Last Of Us. YES, I KNOW, I talk about it a lot but it's not my fault if the Duffers said they were inspired by it. (In an IGN interview, come through with know the realm of the work.) But there's two scenes in the game that I think could be very important.
This is about two scenes.
The first one is the opening scene of the game where Joel arrives late from work and Sarah (😏), his daughter, sleeping on the couch, is waiting for him to come home for his birthday to give him his present. (Really inspired Jim and Sara's characters in ST.) Which is none other than a new wristwatch, Sarah says that since Joel kept complaining about his broken watch, she decided to buy him a new one.
The first thing we hear in the game is the sound of a clock. (Symbolism and connection yet again.)
Sadly, not everything is going to go as expected, as the same night and on Joel's birthday, an infection that killed and transformed a good part of the population into raging and hungry monsters. (Basically zombies without being zombies since they are still alive before a certain stage. The infection attacks the brain. (😏) (Like The Flayed in a way.)) During that same night, Sarah dies killed by a soldier who was ordered to kill them because they trespassed in an area that was controlled and they were suspected to be infected. Sarah dies near 3.00 am. (Like the clock in ST that has always been at 3.00 am in the teasers (Go look "The Witching Hour".)
The second one is Joel, many years later, guiding a girl named Ellie Williams (😏) to a safehouse where they can wait for his partner Tess who is making a deal with a terrorist group named Fireflies (that will backfire later). (Hopper making a deal with Brenner that could backfire on El later.) (Fireflies = Hellfire Club "Satanic Panic" = "Fireball!" / FEDRA (Army in TLOU) and US Army in ST.)
Ellie mentions that Joel's watch is broken. (He hasn't been able to grieve Sarah's death and is still stuck in and by his trauma which will affect his decisions in the game.)
She even mentions bad dreams when she hears Joel having a nightmare. (which connects with "Dream A Little Dream Of Me", the song in the 003 trailer and a certain theory about a certain someone creating and affecting everything around him. 🤭)
Knowing this it opens some interesting possibilities.
First, let's see our candidates who could give this watch to Will.
Mike: It wouldn't be as close to this story but it would be in a same way, an act of affection and tenderness. (And given what we believe, the beginning of something 😏.(And also connects the fact that the two wear similar watches and may show the importance that this relationship will have and has over the plot.))
Joyce and Jonathan: Given both have the role of parent for Will, this would be a reverse situation but still an act of love in every way. It would make sense for Joyce and Jonathan to work together to find a gift for Will. (And given a theory I believe about Joyce, could also connect with something about the clock but that's for later.)
El: Well, first Jo"el". She has a lot of maternal traits and just like Sarah who parallels Ellie in TLOU. El parallels Sara. It would be a nice moment of bonding between the two. (It would also tie again with the clock elements and her own storyline about the clocks. It would also be funny if a number reveals another number through the watch without knowing it. 😏) One might also say, she will be with Jonathan and Joyce, the three of them giving a gift together to Will.
One could say that such moment would fit Jim and Sara more (since we are gonna explore Hopper's past in Season 4.) but they already have their blue head tie connection and symbolism.
And so, of course...
Given the themes related to the father and fatherhood in both stories and all the teasers and that Joel's birthday literally goes to shit, Lonnie's return is the perfect thing to ruin Will's birthday.
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Now one might say, Lonnie would probably give something to Will that he doesn't like. Like guns, weapons or something related to baseball.
But given Lonnie is a smart master manipulator and might come back to use his family for something again, offering a watch is smart.
Why is that ? Well a watch is something that always comes in handy. It's always something useful. It will also appear to be genuine since he doesn't force Will with what he likes. (Until he will, of course.)
Not only that, if it's a watch that looks expansive, the question to where he got the money to pay it could come in question. Sarah in TLOU jokes she sells hardcore drugs and that is obviously not true. But what if it was the case for Lonnie ? What if he was into some shady businesses and got the money from there ? (Argyle was described as a "stoner type", if he is there, Lonnie could make a joke about it with him while it might actually be true.)
There has been multiple references to drugs or things related in that realm in ST. It wouldn't be a surprise that it comes in full front in ST4.
And again it would tie well with the themes surrounding fathers and fatherhood and the relations that it had so far with clocks and time.
And if it's in 004, a mention of Bob, Hopper or even... Papa would be quite fitting.
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