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zosanbrainrot · 1 month

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part 2 of Zoro in WCI

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I tried to write something to sum up my thoughts on this, but then it got longer and longer and tbh I'm itching to write a fic set in this AU djjdkf I think I could develop on their inner feelings more than in the comic form

Before posting the first part I didn't realize people had such strong opinions on how this would play out lmaooo

imo, of course Zoro wants to fight Sanji, not with actual intent to harm (they threaten each other on the daily, come on), but because that's how they are together, how they communicate. He respects Luffy's decisions and their goal here, which is to learn what's really going on with Sanji, but he's gonna be pissy about it all he wants. They both have so many intense and conflicted feelings about this and neither has any idea how to resolve them. So they fight.

ofc yall are free to headcanon this interaction any other way you want <333

#hope you can hear the moment Sanji's heart shatters #you're walking the painful path you chose and then even this stupid marimo instead of playing your usual game of threats and violence #instead of making this easier for you he pierces right through your heart with the tiniest confession #I never hated you #but even if he didn't use to #he sure as hell despises every inch of you now #he must he has to #but this is what you chose #it is what you deserve #ANGST #PAIN #wci zoro au #obvi if I were to write it wouldnt write first person this just got out of hand #i love angst can you tell #zosan #i love keeping them in the 'what if maybe no he would never' hell #roronoa “i love you but I will take these feelings with me to the grave” zoro #blackleg “I need you to hate me because I simply don't deserve to be loved” sanji #rorona zoro #black leg sanji #sanji #zoro #my art #whole cake arc #whole cake island #one piece #one piece fanart

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a2zillustration · 3 months

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Buddy we literally JUST read a scroll about hubris AND you were just inspired about something called "Don't let history repeat itself," that 10 wis stat is really coming through.

[[ All Croissant Adventures (chronological, desktop) ]]

[[ All Croissant Adventures (app) ]]

#ahhhh that insecurity is showing again croissant :)#I do enjoy reading people talk about the patience tav has to have with Gale as he keeps backsliding #meanwhile over here it's more like 'yeah of course the ambitious guy with the prestigious background was eventually going to abandon you'#I am once again making a long form comic for the other big romance scene and I am rubbing my little goblin hands together about it #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 spoilers #act III spoilers #croissant adventures #tav #gale #gale x tav #comics #WAIT I ALSO WANTED TO SAY #/LOVE/ HOW GALE CONSISTENTLY THROWS IN “FOR BOTH OF US” AS AN AFTERTHOUGHT #GOOD WRITING #breadweave #gale dekarios

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joaniejustwokeup · 4 months

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DPxDC Prompt:

The next blow sent the human tumbling into the wall. It wheezed and spat up a gob of blood, pulling itself up on trembling arms and legs.

Pathetic.

“So this is the mortal who captured our young king’s attention. The so-called warrior who he trusted with the sacred duty of guarding his core.”

A shadowed hand pinned it to the wall and it uselessly pawed at the blade-like claws pressed against its fragile throat.

“How a weakling like you seduced High King Phantom, I’ll never know.”

The human squeezed its eyes shut. I’m sorry Danny, it mouthed with cracked and bleeding lips.

The impudence.

Slammed into the ruined bricks once more, the human let out a breathless cry.

“You dare address him like that. You dare to call upon his living name!” Dagger sharp teeth dripped shadowy ectoplasm inches from the mortal’s flesh.

“I’m doing him a favor, disposing of you.”

There was silence.

Then.

The human looked up with glowing green eyes.

A wave of unearthly force erupted from its body.

A dual layered voice echoed out from its miserable throat.

“Oh you just made a BIG mistake.”

#dpxdc #dpxdc prompt #ghost king danny #the ship is up to you #my writing #free to use #tw injury #hehe Danny is aaaaaaangry #I mean at this point the ghost is just ASKING to be torn a new one #I imagine Danny’s not quite healed yet so he’s sort of #using his love’s body to manifest his power #but it took him a few desperate angsty minutes to figure out How #hence the ghostly beat down #Extra Angst Potential if in manifesting his power the posession is also burning his love interest out from the inside- damaging body & soul #‘The power of the Ghost King is not meant to be wielded by mortal hands’ sort of thing #dp x dc

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heich0e · 2 months

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every year on your wedding anniversary osamu convinces you to take your ring off and go wedding cake tasting at local bakeries while pretending that the two of you are still engaged

#giggling between bites while osamu squeezes your hand under the table #kissing him in the car on the way home and tasting the buttercream on his lips #after enough years have passed you've hit every bakery in your town so you start having to go on trips to pull off your little ruse #and when the two of you get old enough and can't travel as far from home as you used to be able to when you were young and spritely #the staff at your local bakery pretends they don't know what you two are up to because seeing how you treat each other #and love each other makes them feel just as special as watching any young couple try their cakes #hq hcs #hq writing #writing #osamu x reader

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moonsvillain · 13 days

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have been toying with the idea of an au wherein shen jiu, after burning down the qiu household and running away, comes across xie lian rather than wu yanzi poaching him immediately afterwards:

i'd imagine in this verse he runs away to town rather than immediately being found in the aftermath of what he's done. at this point, shen jiu would be too paranoid to consider reaching out for directions to cang qiong mountain even if he wanted to make it there: what if they knew what he did? or figured it out if he did know? (if he even had the mind to think of these things through his panic)

he doesn't want to end up begging on the streets again, though—too alike his childhood and last time he was in that position, shen jiu ended up with the qius in the first place

so he takes refuge in temples that he comes across, stealing food when he can before moving to a different part of the rather large town he's ended up in so there's no clear pattern of when he shows up at whichever food stall

despite not holding that same respect and unwavering belief in gods (how could he, after everything he's gone through? shouldn't they have stepped in, sometime? what god would let him suffer as he did, separating him from the only person he loved?) he knows better than to try them, and begrudgingly thanks them for the shelter (because this he did appreciate, at the very least, if nothing else)

winter hits hard when it does, and shen jiu, after spending so many years in the qiu household, forgot how the cold seeps into your skin and bones without solid walls to keep out the frigid breeze.

he quickly falls ill with nothing to protect him from the elements but his threadbare clothing, and when he grows ill, he becomes slow. shen jiu nearly gets caught stealing, running away before he can be dragged to a town guard for his offence, but earning himself a nasty wound to his leg as he retreated

sickness + the cold + the wound leave him weak and wanting: missing qi-ge, reminiscing on nights where they'd curl up together for warmth, still cold but not alone, the two of them steady against the storm that raged on ahead of them

fever-ridden and teetering close to death, shen jiu wanders into a temple late at night and sinks to his knees, falling to his side, heart-rate slowing. in his delirium, he misses the figure taking shelter from the storm in the corner, watching him

shen jiu wakes up (he doesn't expect to), warm while he hears the wind whistle. he's still in that temple from earlier, but it's considerably... cozier. a small fire warms the inside and his clothes aren't as damp against his cold skin. his fever's broken, too—he doesn't know how long it's been, but he's glad he didn't die: never realized that he wanted to live until he was close to forfeiting his right to

here is where he meets his accidental saviour: xie lian stood over a slowly bubbling pot of stew that smells heavenly to shen jiu—he'd eat just about anything at this point, starved

his immediate distrust of xie lian stops him from being truly excited about his appearance

their relationship is veryyy shaky at the very beginning: shen jiu refuses to trust him and xie lian refuses to abandon this strange child he found on the verge of death

(there's a strange sort of bond built up when you nurse someone back to life, dragging them away from the brink of death and xie lian isn't interested, but he's curious about this kid who stumbled into his temple at the dead of night on a midnight in winter)

shen jiu's torn between distrust and this desire for company he didn't know he possessed; after being alone with no one but the qiu household [before he went on his massacre] he didn't realized how much he wanted to share space with someone who wasn't actively hurting him until he was afforded the opportunity to experience non-violent company with xie lian

his distrust slowly declines when he finds out that xie lian is a cultivator. despite being arguably too old to learn cultivation to the fullest extent he could have if he started a few years earlier, he still desperately wants to learn

xie lian, perceptive as ever, slowly starts teaching him bits and pieces of the basics, teaches him to meditate, takes care to keep his distance when it looks like shen jiu's getting overwhelmed

shen jiu can't help but get attached. he hates it

shen jiu decides to test xie lian before resigning himself to this

he was snappy, impatient, and argued with xie lian, when he came over, one day, waiting for some form of punishment to come, bristling like a spooked cat.

nothing came of his experiment but a slight frown from xie lian, which made shen jiu feel almost bad—xie lian almost reminded him of qi-ge, which made him feel doubly bad because he desperately wants to find him

shen jiu came to xie lian the next day with a pastry [that he stole] as an apology. and a request:

"teach me how to cultivate so i can be a disciple at the cang qiong sect"

xie lian agrees easily enough: he's been around shen jiu to see that despite the late start, he has potential to be great [especially untouched by wu yanzi and his twisted form of cultivation]

shen jiu throws himself into his studies, working himself to the bone

xie lian is concerned by this and after trying to soften the load of his work doesn't make shen jiu slow down, he becomes stern: warns him against trying to chase too much frivolously

this leads to a breakdown of sorts—where shen jiu gets angry, dismissive, before becoming upset. the average emotional depth of a teenager but, like, 4 times worse because of the circumstances

xie lian coaxes the story out of shen jiu here; qi-ge [the first time he's mentioned aloud by name], the qiu household [only the barest of details. shen jiu refuses to dwell], and the night shen jiu made qi-ge leave, as well as qi-ge's promise to come back

shen jiu finishes by telling xie lian he needs to make it back to qi-ge, needs to see if he's still alive, he's been selfish for sticking around as long

shen jiu tells xie lian that he needs to figure out as much as he can, as fast as he can, so he can leave and make his way to cang qiong mountain with some sort of base knowledge to make it in. and that he's not sorry for pushing himself because he doesn't have time

xie lian is quiet for a while

puts a comforting hand on shen jiu's shoulder and tells him he understands; he knows someone who would do anything to make it back to the one they loved, understands the pain that comes when time and distance separates the two

however, xie lian tells him, he can't let shen jiu push himself. he'll only stunt his progress by hurting himself rather than speed things up

shen jiu is ready to argue again before xie lian offers to make the trip with him

shen jiu doesn't believe it at first—who would bother with helping him for this long if they weren't getting anything out of it? he already found this hard to believe, let alone the fact that xie lian would drop everything to travel with him for weeks on end

xie lian doesn't shake in his resolve, though. shen jiu figures out he's being serious and wants to argue, but he's just—relieved

so many people have stood as roadblocks on his path back to qi-ge; xie lian might be the first person actively trying to help them

it almost reignites hope in him; someone other than him believes in them. someone other than shen jiu thinks they'll make it back to each other and succeed in reuniting. xie lian's faith in him is like a gust of wind beneath his wings

he agrees to their road trip

[xie lian makes sure to tell his beloved he'll be away for a while]

[shen jiu doesn't notice that xie lian buys steamed buns off the same stranger in nearly every town they stop by for a night of rest in the following few weeks]

[xie lian notices, years later, when shen qingqiu doesn't recognize him upon their first meeting in decades. shen yuan doesn't know xie lian, but xie lian knows this isn't shen jiu, anymore]

#i've had this idea in my head for a few months now #only just finding the time to write everything out #i'll write this on ao3 eventually! trust me i will i promise just need to defeat exams first #hua cheng stalking xie lian w a forced smile on his face: who the hell is this fraud and why is he stealing my husbands attention #xie lian with a happy lil smile: theyre just like us san lang he's learning cultivation to find and protect his beloved isnt it so wonderfu #hua cheng letting go of the steamed bun smushed to pieces in his hand: ah yeah sounds great. sooo cute gege. come home soon. Please. ^_^#xie lian meeting shen jiu: what a lovely young man #shen jiu half feral and armed with the worst attitude known to man: who the hell is this fraud #svsss #tgcf #mxtx #shen jiu #shen qingqiu #xie lian #hua cheng #svsss au #svsss fanfiction #scum villain #scum villain self saving system #the scum villain's self saving system #heaven official's blessing

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estravens-tits · 8 months

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Going insane with the name use in this book.

When they first start their ice trek, Genly and Estraven agree to use last names instead of formal titles. Then Genly decides that he can’t ever use Estraven’s first name because claiming that level of closeness, claiming friendship, would mean acknowledging his own attraction to Estraven.

But the first time Genly bespeaks Estraven he calls him Therem. Genly’s mindspeech reveals what he won’t say out loud. In the language where he can’t lie, Genly can’t help but call Estraven by the name used for friends and lovers. That single word is a profession of friendship and confession of love both.

#how did Le Guin write these two so good?#this is premium content for the gays #and it came out in 1969??#no love between us my ass #the left hand of darkness #tlhod #therem harth rem ir estraven #genly ai #ursula k. le guin

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dearabsolutelynoone · 9 days

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🚨SNEAK PEEK OF PREGNANT (?) KATE 🚨

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anonfromtheflight · 3 months

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The party ended hours ago but I'm still here:

And I will stay here forever and ever looking at Simon and Wilhelm being boyfriends and in love and won't be participating in any kind of speculations about wilmon not being endgame! Thank you!

#WILMON ENDGAME #using this tag in everything so the universe knows what I expect from season 3!!#But seriously though #wilmon not being together and in love until the screen goes black at the end of S3E6? A hate crime!#But on one hand I trust Lisa's writing OTOH I am willing to live in delulu land forever when it comes to wilmon #ANYWAY #LOOK AT THEM #THEY ARE BOYFRIENDS NOW #Young Royals season 3 #yr s3 spoilers #wilmon #Young Royals #i love them so muuuuch

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milkweedman · 11 months

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...so im writing up a little guide for how to learn to spin on a drop spindle, bc my friend wants to learn and physical distance means i can’t teach it in person -_-

my little guide has somehow already gone over 4000 words and has 5 mspaint diagrams, most of them quite detailed

#how does this ALWAYS happen ???#also unfortunately i am like. so fucking pressed for time rn and this is not a good use of my time #yet i am doing it instead of packing anyway bc its much more fun #man.....i bet writing a thesis on spinning would be fun #except for the bibliography xD #spinning #drop spindles #side note i love mspaint so fuckin much #being able to move thing around so easily.....my beloved #they look like shit though. i am embarrassed. i guess i should probably hand draw them and take pictures and paste that in

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smile-files · 8 months

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one of my favorite kinds of doodle: take the letters that spell out the name of a thing and use them to create the shape of that thing!!! (if you can't read any of these, they will be written out below <3)

going top down, left to right:

bone; butterfly; bee; joy; moth

kitty cat; snail; love; spongebob squarepants

eye; puppy dog; candy; wally darling; dolphin

hand; the element of kindness; lollypop; pencil

#dandy's doodles #word art #<- is that what it's called?#spongebob squarepants #fluttershy #wally darling #kin #not heavily tagging those guys cuz it seems unnecessary #anyway. i started doing this after being inspired by an artist friend at school #who would do this with the word fish and draw it everywhere (including the school desks!)#the first design i made was the bone one. and now i just love to doodle like this #it's such a fun exercise of creativity - in both drawing and writing letters #which letters will go where in the shape? how much can i distort this letter and still have it recognizable?#the shape and the letters then go hand in hand to form meaning #even if a letter is a bit squashed and misshapen you can still read it based on the word the shape represents #like yeah the b in bone looks really weird but you can tell it's a b because it's a bone #and the same goes for the d in hand #i think the hardest to read is moth. it was so hard to squish the letters in there #i'd recommend trying this out!!#a nice and challenging exercise is using a more complicated shape with a longer phrase #that's what i did with fluttershy and that turned out really cool!!! well i think so anyway :]

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theoddino · 4 months

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*Rises from the grave*

coUgh so uh, I keep forgetting I have a new Tumblr blog now... Whoopsies!!

Please take my silly arts as sorry

I've also fallen greatly for the ship CornYaoi in the past few weeks soooo maybe look out for a fic of it from me in the future! :>

#I freaking love this little yeehaw star man and his gay vampire husband #Dalv and Starlo my beloveds <3 #Also sun. Can't forget him. My silly jester goob #Uty #starlo uty #uty dalv #corn yaoi #Fnaf sun #<- only using that tag bc I don't feel like tagging the whole dca fandom on a post primarily with UTY art akfhjsjcjs #starlo x dalv #There's probably only like 4 corn yaoi fics on ao3 I need this to be changed so I'm taking things into my own hands #I promise I'll try my best to fully write that fic. Even if I've never actually posted one before #My art

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dandelion-roots · 4 months

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[ID: a pencil and ink drawing of dazai and chuuya from bungou stray dogs. dazai is sitting with one leg bent in front of him and the other bent on the floor. he's shirtless and has stylized top surgery scars and a variety of scars. his coat is draped over one shoulder and he's wearing his white pants and black shoes as well as bandages around his neck and visible arm. his head is tilted to the side and he's blushing and smirking as he looks at chuuya whose head is at dazai's shoulder. chuuya's right hand is holding dazai's hair and his other is holding dazai's forearm from where dazai is holding chuuya's shoulder. chuuya is also blushing and looks annoyed. he's wearing a shirt and black pants. the signature says dandelion-roots. end ID]

✨ a little 2 am trans dazai for your perusal~ ✨

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #soukoku #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara #trans dazai #hes just trans to me. youre not cis not to me not if its u <3 #i love unhinged depressed men #wasnt originally gonna post this bcs it was just a 2 am doodle but it got peer approved and why not? this is my house #dont question anything going on here it is what it is and i love it despite its flaws #also im so sorry to anyone using cc its brain fog time and i cannot. write properly so its just a bit of a mess #also yes i did draw a good chuuya hand holding dazai's hair and then coloured it all black. it was too small to leave dividing space oops

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skoulsons · 1 year

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“Ah! The newbies! Tommy said his brother was in town! What’s the name?”

Joel’s mouth turned into half a smirk at the elation in the voice of the man welcoming them to the Tipsy Bison. “Joel.” He said, motioning his hand that was not occupied with Ellie’s in her direction, “this is Ellie.”

“Joel and Ellie Miller. Nice to meet you folks!”

Ellie’s eyes grew wide. Ellie Miller.

Williams? Miller. Miller? Ellie Williams… Ellie Miller.

The voices of the conversing men were drowned out now, Ellie taken completely captive by her thoughts. Joel’s last name. My last name. Our last name. But… we’re not family. We can’t, can we? It’s his name, it’s not mine. I shouldn’t be called that. I shouldn’t be but I… want to be? Do I? Fuck, of course I do. Official shit? I’d get to be a Miller? Joel’s…

“-lie?”

She was back, her thoughts pushed somewhat back. “Hm?”

He faced her, her hand still in his. “Hey, you okay? You were out of it there for a minute,” he asked, voice unmistakably soft.

“Yup, perfect,” she said, trying to brush it off. It’s a name. Chill.

“Alright,” he said, not pushing it.

The chefs cooked up burgers for them that night and Joel nearly died and went to Heaven having a burger again. Ellie wasn’t as impressed, but seeing Joel eat with the biggest grin on his face and spew some pre-outbreak junk about how delicious a good homemade burger on the grill was made it worth it to her.

But even through dinner, the thoughts in Ellie’s head didn’t leave. They weren’t bad… just curious. Miller. Ellie Miller. It’s just a simple hope. It would never happen; stop making a big deal out of it.

Even after dinner and their walk home, Joel could feel a difference. Silent communication to feeling a difference in them through… the others scent? The way they walk? How their head hung? He couldn’t tell. But there was… something there that was different about her.

They both kicked off their shoes, Ellie moving to the couch immediately to plop into the weary leather.

He asked again. “You okay?”

“Yeah. Fine.”

He stood by the door, eyebrows raised and hands alarmingly close to sitting on his hips.

She sighed, throwing her head against the back of the couch. “Nothing bad, I swear. Just… some thoughts.”

“Baby, from what I’ve seen, majority of your thoughts are bad.”

“Wow, helpful,” she said, letting out an exasperated sigh. “But you’re right. But I swear, they’re not bad. Just dumb.”

Joel sat on the other end of the couch to face her. He didn’t speak, but he did want to hear from her. Poking and prodding about her dumb thoughts would shut her down. Her dumb thoughts would still overtake her in a number of ways and he wanted her to talk about them, no matter how dumb she said or thought they were.

He sat and waited patiently for her to start.

“What the guy said earlier at dinner.”

“What, specifically?”

She half groaned, annoyed with how such dumb thoughts were making her feel. “When we first got there. You introduced us and he said Joel and Ellie Miller…”

Joel turned his head to the side, a few lightbulbs going off.

“I just… didn’t know how to feel about it, I guess. But, it’s dumb. I’m sure sleeping on it will be fine.”

“Ellie,” he started, cautiously approaching the question, “what was your reaction to it? Did you hate it or was there…”

“Interest,” Ellie continued for him. “Interest, I think? I don’t know, it’s not like I go by Ellie Williams everywhere I go. But… Miller is your name. It’s Tommy’s, it’s Maria’s. It’s not… mine. But…” she trailed off slightly, pulling at her fingers as she glanced up at him. “I kept saying it as my last name in my head and it felt… good, almost. But I’m not a part of the family and using it as my last name seems really official and we’re not official and I’m not related to you guys so it feels wrong to want something when-“

“Hey,” he interrupted, grabbing her hand from across the couch. “My last name does not define whether you’re in the family or not, got it?”

Ellie sniffed and swallowed, forcing the lump in her throat down. “Still… it feels weird.”

“Tell you what,” he grabbed her hand with his other, holding it tight. “We try it on for size for a little while? If you want. There’s a lot of families we haven’t met. Plenty of kids your age, adults my age. They know I’m Tommy’s brother, so they’re going to assume you’re related, too. If you want, when introducing yourself, you can use Miller to see how it sounds.” He smiled at her. Ellie Miller. Fuck, he’d love it. “If you end up hatin’ it, you don’t have to use it. Okay?”

She nodded in agreement, “Okay.” She looked up at him again, noting those familiar creases at the corners of his eyes. “Do you… like how it sounds?”

His smile grew as he brought her enveloped hand up to his lips, adjusting his grip on her so he could kiss her knuckles briefly, the feel of his stubble causing her to reflexively flex her fingers at the feeling. “Course I do,” he said, grabbing hold of her hand again. “But I’m not gonna ask you to use it if you end up hating it.”

She smiled, nodding in understanding. She wouldn’t hate it. It’s his last name. If this is as official as they can get, she wants it.

They stayed on the couch, Ellie eventually changing positions to laying her head on his thigh as he told her Miller Family Stories, per her request. The majority of them were embarrassing stories of Tommy in his youth, stories Joel supposedly was made to swear would never leave the immediate family.

But Ellie was a part of the immediate family now, and she’s definitely going to use her newfound knowledge against her uncle.