Wow, I can’t even believe it–100+ of you amazing individuals tolerate me and my muse enough to allow us to grace your dash’s presence? Y'all are incredible.

The Last of Us is nothing short of a life-changer for me and I think it goes without saying that I absolutely adore Ellie as a character. She means so much to me I’ve never portrayed a character that I’ve been able to form such an intense connection with as I have with Ellie. I’m so grateful that I can portray a character like this, but for other people to like my portrayal as well? It’s amazing to me and I am so honored to be able to portray this character for you all to enjoy.

Truthfully, I had no idea that when I made this blog a few months ago that I would end up having as much fun as I am, nor did I anticipate meeting some of the most lovely individuals out there. Y'all are what have made this such an amazing experience for me so far and I will never be able to thank you enough.

I appreciate you all so immensely and I want to take the time now to thank each and every one of you. I’ve split y'all up into three categories. Hover over the headings for each individual description. =]

             i ' m   n o t   l e t t i n g   y o u   g o   

       allpoeticjustxkeepxrunningpxrditax | vitamxsuperesse | wefightx | xpoeticus

                    s o   f u c k i n g   c o o l   

        brutalsurvivor | caderaliadefierofhumanity | drxnchedinsinearthrumblechampion
           ellie-the-swindler | gasmxskhisbrokenwatch | hisnameisdavid | hxtstepper 
            intrepxdusimbigandbaddearimawolf | isntsxmethingmissing | ofbrutality 
              oneofthosewidows | oopsxright | ourdeadfireflyrilxyabxl | runxlittleone

                  e n d u r e   a n d   s u r v i v e   

                       another-swindler | ask-the-fallen-twdg | askvalosthequarian 
       automail-james | besafeclementine | beside-thedyingfire | bigandbxd
 | blxzingfire
              broke-my-watch | but-im-just-a-little-girl | ckm-puppy1 | clemmy-everett             
             clxmentine | contagio–noxium | crossbowxwielder | cxramelscentedbeads 
                 dearoldbrother | efficientredsniper | enduretosurvive | exquisitaxdeae 
            feral-daryl-dixon | firefly-girl-riley | futuextexipsum | girlthatbrokeyourfinger
     glowing-druggie | gonnakeepmababygirlsafehardcoredrugdealer | hardcoresoma
              hartfxrd | huntersandfireflies | igotreckless | innsania | itsnotnightmares 
          jerryharris3 | joelfromtlou | judxthgrimes |  keptmyhairshort |  mahiaemerga 
        misty–songmortisplaga | nathxndrake | notalady-justasurvivor | notmysarah
           pretereo-mortium | projectjillvalentinepxditibus | radiantessencerelinqux 
             rickandcarlrp | riseoftheraider | rosecreeksresidentspirit | rxsetintedglasses 
               sailwiththedragonsatdawnsmartgxrl | stellte | survivorsx | sxignium 
                 sxvagestarlight | themedsareformysister | theykilledmyxinnocence 
                                  whoanxlly | xjoelxthelongdark | xvaughn

Aftermath || hisbrokenwatch

It’s not the first time that she wonders if this is a dream. She wondered the first time when Joel fell back out of sight, pulling one of the hunters down with him into the floor below of that university. She wondered the second time when she woke up like an animal quarantined for slaughter. She did for the third time when Joel pulled her away from her victim –  the man she’d subconsciously guaranteed as dead, the man who should be a ghost., the man who pulled her away and caught her face in his hands and held her as she sobbed. Look, look at me, He had said. Look at me, Ellie, it’s okay. 

This was the fourth time. Ellie wondered if she’d ever wake up – but, of course, the bite of the wind told the both of them differently. Her ribs stung and so did her throat, provoking her into coughing every few steps. The girl’s hand had come up to capture Joel’s wrist as his arm slung across her shoulders, keeping her close to his side. The snow was deep, but the flurries above would cover their tracks within the hour. The quicker they got away from the wail of the siren and the now-inaudible shouts of men, the better.

Her shaking was not all due to the temperature. Ellie can feel it – the shock of events, grabbing at her and beckoning her to drop to her knees and give in. Teeth chatter as she pulls up her hood, not wanting Joel to see her distress. She couldn’t deal with this; not now, not when Joel’s well being had been risked to rescue her. However, one thing rose within her mind to help alleviate some of her guilt, and she found herself capable of saying it. For now. Her voice shakes with vulnerability, but she forces her words to be loud enough for him to hear over the hiss of the wind.

“…I’m sorry, Joel.”

                   [ A snort leaves her, rather abruptly. ]

     "Okay, you gotta hear this one.“

                   [ Bright eyes lifted from the small book
                   in her hands, and mischief lifted her lips
                   into a smirk as she looked to her
                   companion. ]

              "Did you hear about the guy
                            whose entire left side got cut off?”


                      “—-Well this is awkward.”

     Without paying the unexpected visitor much more mind, he turned his attention back to the door he crouched in front of, continuing to pick away at the stainless steel lock. Of course, he didn’t have much business being there, either. At least not the kind of business the establishment was expecting during their usual working hours.

     Pawn shops were easy pickings. After all, who ever expected someone to break into a building full of assumed junk?

                      “I’ll be gone before the cops get
                       here, so you might as well just
                       move on.”

( hisbrokenwatch, lxttiie, h-iiro, fitzherbert & lostthingscollector​ entered the glen. )

                            she’s not used to seeing 
                            people out this far. It's probably
                            nothing personal.

                                             You might’ve just STARTLED her.