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In which there are new beginnings.

For E(late) Week: October 22nd {Day Six} - Reconciliation || Discovery; I know what you mean

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Prompt: Elena teaching Nate how to do the "ooooooh weeeee!" part in Fergalicious so that she doesn't have to make that ridiculous transition herself and can keep rapping.

Part of the Elated Prompts & Requests Event

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prompt: Nate and Elena singing along to "Ain't no mountain high enough"

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Even months after Elate Week has finished, this blog continues to gain more followers and support! As a thank-you for reaching 200 followers and to help inspire more Nate/Elena content, this blog will start collecting prompts!

These prompts can be for anything Nate/Elena related: photo edits, art, fanfic, gif sets, playlists, or anything else you can think of! All you have to do is send this blog an ask with a request/prompt, which we will post, and anyone in the fandom can fill it for you, which we will then reblog here!

By doing this, we hope to inspire more content for Nate and Elena, and give people a place to request cool content, especially if they’re too shy to ask a specific person or are new to the fandom.

We will be posting the asks with the tag #elatedprompts of people would like to follow the tag! NSFW requests are welcomed, just remember to indicate as such in your ask. And as always, questions and comments are always welcome!

Thank you again for the 200 followers; happy prompting!

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Elate Week - Day 5: Loss/Regret

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Elate Week AO3 Fic Collection

Hello everyone!

A collection on AO3 has been made to gather all the lovely fics that were written for Elate Week. If you’re an author who has written a fic for any of the days/prompts, please add it to the collection! 

If you have any questions, feel free to send us an ask as always, or you can PM me @el-goddamn-dorado! Thanks!

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We’ve come a long way.

Elate Week – Day 4: Family/Blood

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Home Is With You

Day 7 - Home || Love; now we have a chance to do what we love

Sadly we have reached the end of Elate Week. I am so thankful to everyone who supported my writing and I love you all! Just because Elate Week is over doesn’t mean I’m going to stop writing, most of it however will be in AO3.

As I was writing this I had the youtube mix of Natewantstobattle on and his song Home came on… It’s actually quite fitting for this.

The feeling of her feet scorching, skin burning and the roar of the waves always comforted Elena. As a child some of her fondest memories was when her mother dragged her and her sister to the beach on holidays as a treat.

“Elena!” Her little sister called, blonde ponytail bobbing up and down as her short legs pumped to catch up to Elena. Squinting, Elena could barely make out her mother sitting alone on a large blue towel, watching the waves with a look of fondness. Her sister caught up and jumped into Elena’s waiting arms, giggling as Elena spun around. “Hey sis” She said, caught in the moment of absolute bliss, her arms full of giggling girl. Dropping her, Elena turned and sprinted back towards their mom, not wanting to keep her waiting any longer. Of course her sister was slower, but if Elena dropped her pace just a tiny amount she could run alongside her.

“Girls” Their mother greeted warmly, eyes bright as he stared at her blond daughters who were collapsed in a giggling mess in the sand.  “Who wants to go for ice-cream?”

Nate on the other hand had only one good memory from the beach that wasn’t with someone who betrayed him (badly) or he had fucked, an afternoon he spent with Sam on a job.

“You know, When he said meet up at the bar on the south of town I didn’t think he meant the one in the middle of the water.” Sam shrugged his shoulder, eyes darting along the horizon with a puzzled expression on his face. They were in Cape Town waiting on a buyer for some African sculptures they had dragged out of a temple in Niger. “I think he’s not going to show Nate. He would be here by now if he was going to turn up at all”

Nate sighed, pulling himself up and staring at the sandy beach. “Hey Sam…” His brother glared up at him, obviously picking up on Nate’s tone. “Do you think we can spend the rest of the day at the beach?” Sam looked up thoughtfully and smiled before ruffling Nate’s hair. “Sounds like a great idea Nathan, do you want to go grab our stuff?”

Both Elena and Nate had spent most of their lives camping out in dusty apartments in large cities, but they wanted to bring up their child in a nice, large family house outside of the city where no one would question Nate and Elena’s… questionable appearances (aka covered in dirt and blood at 2 am after being away for weeks) A few ranches here and there, some beachside apartments and one island hideaway latter the two of them were curled up in a booth at an stereotypical beach bar, both lost in their memories.

Suddenly Elena curled her thin arm around Nate’s waist and sighed, cuddling closer to her husband as if she fear he would leave her again. “Nate… We only have one more place to look at tomorrow.” She murmured against him, worry evident in her voice. “Mh Mhh” His head bobbed as he took another swig of the cheap beer in front of him. “What happens if it’s not right Nate? I don’t want to bring her up like somewhere like us.”

Bottle safely in on the table Nate’s lips meet the top of his wife’s head, comforting her with a single touch. “It’ll be ok Elena, Just trust me this one time? You don’t need to worry.”

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Light flooding her senses and an overwhelming feeling of home met her as her feet nudged the sand and she breathed in the salt, taking in the sight in front of her. The final house they had to look at was actually two private bungalows only a couple of minutes drive from the city. Nate’s strong arm was snaked around her waist and she could here the smirk in her voice as she looked on frozen “I told you it would be fine ‘Lena.” And for the first time in her life she didn’t even want to argue with him because he was right. The house was private, tropical and just screamed Nate that Elena knew he had a major part in getting t into their lineup, probably tapping into his Drake sense of humor and made sure she saw it last.

Reaching up she planted her lips against him and kissed him.Pulling away, enjoying his red lips she laughed, joy bubbling insider her. “Yeah yeah Drake, sure you may of been right this one time but that doesn’t mean you aren’t the king of bad decisions” Of course he had the guts to look surprised at her claims, eyebrows raising and eyes widening. “How could you… “

Elena squealed as he tackled her to the sand, hands raking up and down her sides before rubbing her enlarged belly and placing his lips there. Voice hevery she barely heard him murmur against it. “You know… I hope you take after me more at the moment. I don’t know what I would do with two Elena’s bossing me around.”

“Maybe if you weren’t so much of a pain Nate I wouldn’t have to.”

He seemed to ponder this for a second before shaking his head, brown hair ruffling up.

“Ehhh probably not.”

“Well then I have to punish you don’t I?’

“Oh Mrs Drake… Go ahead.”

Thank you all for sticking with me through a week of crap writing! I promised no more angst, so here we go!

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Inktober Day 23! It’s the last day of Elate week (thanks @elateweek for putting this on!) and I finally managed to draw them for the last day: Home || Love; now we have a chance to do what we love. 

Art c) @aceofstars16/ @aces-creative-corner

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Nate and Elena were meant to end up together from the start.

And the hints were there from the very first game. This realization was inspired by conversation we were having about Nate’s romantic experiences and something @beltsquid pointed out and it’s that Nate never makes the first move with women.  He waits for them to make their move first.  Except… with Elena.

Exhibit A.  Drake’s Fortune.  While the attraction between them is visible from the start, neither of them makes a move.  But Nate is the one that starts leaning in for a kiss first at the end and Nate is the one that throws his arm around Elena’s shoulders as they are sailing away into a sunset.  

Exhibit B.  Among Thieves.  Chloe initiates their first encounter; she jumps into Nate’s arms later on, and while she is sure of her welcome - with reason, especially given their prior relationship - she is the one that makes the moves to resume it.  However, with Elena, Nate is the one that initiates the kiss at the end of the game, when he stops running away from his feelings… at least for a while.

Exhibit C. The Uncharted Comic.  Speaking of prior relationships with Chloe….  Their attraction again grows through the story, but it’s Chloe that shows up at Nate’s room, not the other way around. And while yes, Chloe is that kind of direct forward person who goes for what she wants, it doesn’t change the fact that at least with women?  Nate is not.

Exhibit D.  Golden Abyss.  Marissa Chase is pretty obviously framed as the love interest of the story and actors do have a nice chemistry, but even there…  when she slips, falls and he catches her in the ending cutscene, he pulls away.  It’s not until she pulls him back in that he starts leaning in, meeting her for an almost-kiss (Sully you cockblock extraordinaire), but she is the one that flirts and pulls him in first.

Exhibit E. Eye of Indra.  Rika Raja first rescues Nate from a fight that would likely decimate her bar (so she’s rescuing her bar as much if not more than rescuing Nate :) )  and she is the one who takes him up to her room, making that first move again.

Exhibit F. Drake’s Deception. Even though Nate hides behind quips and smug comments, in the end he’s the one that makes the move to repair their relationship by putting his ring back on. Although that may seem like something he would obviously do in order for them to move forward, it wasn’t the case with him and Chloe - he left her at some point prior to Uncharted 2, and Chloe was the one to make the move and resume their relationship. Elena, however, is too important to Nate for him to wait for her to make the first move.

Chloe picked up on it right away, that Elena was special, that what Elena and Nate had… was different. She may have hoped it was over, and Nate certainly tried to act like it was over, but Chloe knew, I think, and I think it’s part of the reason why she sounds as angry as she does when Nate shows up on the train - “I didn’t ask you to rescue me” (the other reason being endangering both of them while definitively blowing her cover, but I think some of that anger was personal).  

It took Nate much longer to consciously acknowledge and accept his feelings for Elena, and the depth of these feelings is something that he keeps running from even in Uncharted 4 (how difficult was it for him to admit that he is afraid of losing her, but more specifically how afraid he is of living without her)

Deep in his subconscious… he knew from the moment Elena took a gun from him and said: “it’s like a camera, you just point and shoot, right?” that she was the one - his greatest treasure.

special thanks to @veta-lopis for helping me edit this mess.  any errors that are left - are entirely mine.

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Elate Week Wrap Up

I can't believe the week has already whizzed by! It was an absolute blast to run this event and see all the awesome stuff people created for this fandom week. 

A massive thank you and shoutout to all the people who helped run the blog and plan the event, because I couldn't have possibly done it by myself, guys.

@kittykax, @unchartedelissa, @jediquake, @bronx-bomber87, @forgefaerie, @beltsquid

A super special thank-you to @beltsquid, @mengoismysafeword and @iures for providing their lovely content to brighten up the blog - you rock!

And a massive thank you to all the wonderful people who participated, followed and shared the content that was made by the fandom! You're all great!

If you're still late on any work to be submitted for Elate Week, fear not - we'll be reblogging people's work for a long while after this event is over, so please continue to fill prompts! The fastest way for us to know of any Elate Week-related work is to @mention us or send us an ask with a link to your work.

One final hurrah to everyone who planned, created, and shared in this event! We hope to run more like it in the future! If you have any questions or concerns, our inbox is always open!

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Scars & Stories

Day 6 - Reconciliation || Discovery; I know what you mean

In my defense I was on holiday yesterday so I couldn’t get it out… Today’s is going to be delayed too. Now I swear on my PS4 there will be no more major character deaths this week… Afterwards though it’s game on :)

I am 99% sure this was not know this prompt was supposed to go… But I love writing about scars and how they act different from normal skin, whether it be that they are more sensitive or the opposite.

Warm arms wrap around her waist and her spine shivers in anticipation. Stubble brushes her head causing her knees to go week. A tanned hand darts past her and grabs bacon off the frying pan and Elena spins around to face her - very naked husband standing in their tiny, yellow kitchen.

“Nate! I was still cooking that!” At least he had the decency to look somewhat sorry as he chewed slowly on the torched meat.

“I’m just taste testing it ‘Lena. No harm no foul?” Large sapphire eyes blink at her like a doe caught in the headlights but one that knows exactly what it’s doing to her. Too bad she has her final weapon left. Whipping out her tea towel Elena thumps him on arm, preparing to jump back in case Nate’s reflexes kick in. Luckily they don’t and he’s left alone in the middle of the room in stunned silence.

“That, my darling husband is for stealing my food and this, is for stealing food I crave because you wanted a baby drake” She pauses before hitting him again and his arm darts out, effectively stopping the towel in mid-air and grabbing her again and wrapping her in his warm, safe arms. Dipping his head, she feels his lips kissing up and down her neck.

“And how” Another kiss is planted behind her ear “could I” Middle of her neck, and Elena is starting to feel very, very hot “make it up to you?” His lips brush then latch onto her neck just above her collarbone and Elena melts into Nate.

“Mhmmm - Oh” A shiver runs through her as Nate drops onto her collarbone. She can feel his smirk against her skin and she’s sure her shoulder wasn’t that red a moment ago. Suddenly she feels her face heat up and his arms are moving up and carrying her with the strength of a free climber and brawler rolled into one. A chill creeps up her back as she is flung onto a soft duvet.

Hands rake up and down her body as Nate slips off her shirt and professionally unclips her bra, chucking it across the room where it lands in a way that causes Elena to cringe for how awkward it is. She yanks on his shirt, getting frustrated at how it just won’t come off. Nate laughs at her fitful attempts to get the offending garment off before slipping it over his head exposing a plane of tanned skin, interrupted by scars and muscles.

Voice thick with lust Elena hears Nate murmur against her sternum. “You have no idea what you are doing to me right now, do you Fisher?” She can feel every part of him against her, two bodies reduced to a pile of limbs and sheets. His hands drift down the right of her, careful to avoid the raised lumps of scarred flesh from the grenade. Elena had never let him touch them, too hesitant of things that break up her otherwise perfect skin.

Nate’s on the other hand is free game, and she traces the blood red bullet wounds and white cuts from knives that cover him. It’s her favourite thing to do, paying worship to things that make her husband Nathan Drake. She knows the phantom pain keeps him up at night, but otherwise nothing she does to them makes Nate even flinch. Marine eyes dip into her vision and Nate’s brows crinkle as soon as he sees her face. “What’s up ‘Lena?”

God the concern in his voice hits her to the core and Elena suddenly feels very guilty. “It’s nothing Nathan” She dismisses the claim with a flick of the hand and traces his abs with the other, hoping to distract him. His face drops and then somehow he gets closer to her. “Elena, don’t start this”

“You can touch them” Times like this she wishes she hadn’t inherited her mother and sisters talent for rambling. Nate’s frown drops into confusion and Elena quickly explains herself. “My scars Nate”

“What?!”

“I…” How the hell was she going to explain this “You deserve to touch them. You… You got me out of there. Alive” She didn’t mention how some days she wasn’t sure if he had left Shambhala, but that was something for another time.

As soon as she felt his warm fingers on her scars feelings raged through her like she had never know. His figures were like fire and electricity raced up her spine as patches of skin that had never felt another human’s touch experienced it for the first time and it was like nothing Elena had ever felt.

“Nate… That…” His hand wraps around her face and smothers her words.

“Shhh ‘Lena. I know what you mean”

I know I said no more major character deaths but that doesn’t mean I can’t add my daily dose of angst. This is my longest one yet because I had all day without Internet to write it. Also I really want to write a series where Nate has pyrokinesis based of a set of photomode photos I haven’t uploaded yet so this may be adapted to fit that verse at some point.

I also kinda alluded to Elena being a Smoak which is a personal cross-series headcanon that no one has to listen too but I love it.

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Elate Appreciation Week

Day Seven: Home || Love; Now we have a chance to do what we love

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Imagine a Day

Wednesday {Day Three} - Broken || Hurt; everything I touch turns to shit

so this is obviously actual full days late and I’m sorry for that (you should see my fic for day two) but I finally finished editing it. And… I’m also just generally sorry. warnings for major character death.

She’d imagined it many times, but this… she’d never pictured it would happen like this. How could she have?

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{October 23rd} - Day Seven

We can’t believe it’s the last day already! Here are the prompts for today:

Home || Love; now we have a chance to do what we love

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Similarities

Rating: General

Ship: Nate/Elena

Summary:

Cleaning out Elena’s basement leads to the discovery of some photo albums.

Written for Day 5 of @elateweek using the prompt discovery.

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