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Anyone want a starter based off the New Year’s Eve party? Itching to rewrite it. Can be for anyone.

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Continued from HERE. @held-heart

Busted. So much for sneaking out with the other teens to go sledding while the snow was still thick. And out of all the people to foil her plans of sneaking out? It just had to be Verity. At least it hadn’t been Joel, right? She was already kept on a short enough leash as it was. “Oh c’mon, Verity! I mean.. I’m sure you were young once, so you gotta understand. Not that I’m saying you’re old-old now or anythin’. Not as old as Joel, anyway.” The latter of that sentence was but a hushed murmur of amusement to herself: a fossil, Ellie would so often claim the man was. “..Don’t tell him I said that.” She was already in enough trouble if he found out about her attempted escapade.

Unfortunately, Verity knew her just as well as Joel did— the callout that she wouldn’t be able to exist without mischief clear enough sign of that. It was enough to make Ellie roll her eyes in faux annoyance. At least the woman was more lenient than most of the older folk in Jackson— always letting her get away with a lot more. There were ways to get around her.. and as of recently, Ellie had learned that flashing her most innocent smile more often worked than not. So that’s exactly what she did, green eyes softening to resemble that of a puppy dog’s, lips quirking upwards.

“It can be our little secret~?” Would that even work this time..? Fuck, Ellie hoped so. The last thing she wanted was to miss out on tonight’s fun. After all.. Dina was going to be there. Like she wanted to miss an opportunity to hang out with her. Not that she was crushing on her or anything.. nope.

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Open starter for the New Year’s Eve party— because that scene was way too short for my liking~✨

New Year’s Eve..

Ugh, Ellie hated these kinda shindigs.. overcrowded and equally as overbearing. Pair that with the bland music playing in the background and the shitty tasting alcohol— if it could even be called that anymore — Ellie was about ready to leave the minute she dragged her feet through the big wooden doors of Jackson’s church. A strange place to hold a party, Ellie personally thought, but hey.. who was she to judge? Five whole minutes she’d been here. Time was already dragging. In fact, she swore at one point it had completely stood still just to spite her for dulling the buzzing excitement in the air. However, despite trying to enjoy the atmosphere like everyone else around her? She’d quickly come to the realisation that dancing wasn’t really her thing. Nor was socialising in general.

Finding a quiet spot alone at the bar, Ellie leaned against it, whiskey in hand as she swirled the golden liquid around the glass. Hell, she wouldn’t even make it ‘til midnight at this point. She’d have probably died of boredom by then.

But at least she’d shown her face, right?

Apparently her broodiness had caught the attention of another, catching them from her peripheral as they carefully pushed through the crowd right towards her. Maybe she shouldn’t have been rude, but Ellie really couldn’t stop the disgruntled sigh from falling from her lips. “Can I help you~?” Asked sarcastically with a hint of teasing, before she took a long sip of the bitter beverage. Hmph. Not nearly as bad as she thought.

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Open starter for the New Year’s Eve party— because that scene was way too short for my liking~✨

New Year’s Eve..

Ugh, Ellie hated these kinda shindigs.. overcrowded and equally as overbearing. Pair that with the bland music playing in the background and the shitty tasting alcohol— if it could even be called that anymore — Ellie was about ready to leave the minute she dragged her feet through the big wooden doors of Jackson’s church. A strange place to hold a party, Ellie personally thought, but hey.. who was she to judge? Five whole minutes she’d been here. Time was already dragging. In fact, she swore at one point it had completely stood still just to spite her for dulling the buzzing excitement in the air. However, despite trying to enjoy the atmosphere like everyone else around her? She’d quickly come to the realisation that dancing wasn’t really her thing. Nor was socialising in general.

Finding a quiet spot alone at the bar, Ellie leaned against it, whiskey in hand as she swirled the golden liquid around the glass. Hell, she wouldn’t even make it ‘til midnight at this point. She’d have probably died of boredom by then.

But at least she’d shown her face, right?

Apparently her broodiness had caught the attention of another, catching them from her peripheral as they carefully pushed through the crowd right towards her. Maybe she shouldn’t have been rude, but Ellie really couldn’t stop the disgruntled sigh from falling from her lips. “Can I help you~?” Asked sarcastically with a hint of teasing, before she took a long sip of the bitter beverage. Hmph. Not nearly as bad as she thought.

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@stolenfates sent: “eat. you haven't touched your food in days.” — From Jesse ✨

Seattle day three. Fuck, is that really how much time had passed since they’d arrived? It felt more like three years instead of three days.. and they were still no closer to finding Abby. It was disheartening to say the least.. but Ellie wasn’t ready to give up. And now that they had an extra pair of hands to help them with their quest in the form of Jesse’s unexpected arrival? Ellie figured it wouldn’t be long at all before they tracked her down. For now though, the trio had decided to bunker down for the night in the theater— Dina having already excused herself and took herself off into a back room to sleep— morning sickness having caught up to her. That just left her and Jesse as the last two standing.. the two of them seemingly restless.

Had her stomach betrayed her with its low rumbling growl? Apparently so, if Jesse pushing what looked to be some sorta protein cereal bar her way, ‘eat. you haven’t touched your food in days’ a gentle command that made Ellie scoff under her breath. “Who told you that? Dina?” Girl worried too much. They both did. “I’m fine, Jesse. Haven’t had much of an appetite anyway since..” Joel died. A sentence she couldn’t quite bring herself to finish, instead shaking her head as bushy brows furrowed together. “..You should eat it. Or save it for Dina. I’m sure she’ll appreciate it when she finally stops hurlin’ her guts up.” Ellie didn’t know much about pregnancy symptoms, but she knew pregnant women got hungry. A lot.

Leaning back on her backpack to use it as a pillow, a heavy sigh left her lips. “Y’know, you kinda sounded like a dad just now. Already practicing?” Asked half jokingly.

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Ellie totally still wears Riley’s Firefly pendant sometimes 🥲

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“Where she stops…” — Ellie & Dina ✨ @stolenfates

Result: Passing Out From Pain.

Searing hot pain. That’s all Ellie felt as she began to come to. Her whole face tingled, nose aching and bloody— no doubt broken from Abby’s merciless strikes. Fuck, she felt like she’d been hit by a train.. may as well have been with the size of that woman’s arms. She’d left them there to die. Ellie had zero recollection of how much time had passed since Abby had left the theater, nor did she remember falling unconscious. She must’ve passed out from the pain.. no surprise there, considering she’d been beaten half to death, head still pounding by the time she managed to force her eyes open— wooziness only increasing tenfold seeing the world around her begin to spin out of control. Abby had really fucked her up, huh? Ellie had never felt pain like it before.

Though her own suffering was quickly shoved aside when earlier events began to flood back to her in vivid flashbacks. Dina saving her life. The arrow being shot through her shoulder.. Abby holding a knife to her neck. Had Abby..? No. Panic quickly ensuing, Ellie craned her neck and allowed her frantic gaze to dart around the room until it finally landed on Dina lying on her stomach.. unmoving. Her heart practically stopped. “Dina..” With the taste of her own blood sitting dry and metallic in the back of her throat, it was hard to speak. Hell, it was hard to move.. but Ellie needed to get to her.

Forcing herself onto her stomach with her good arm — other one broken or dislocated, she’d wager — Ellie fought against her own body to begin dragging herself along the uneven ground with teeth grit to combat the pain. It was pure adrenaline carrying her, and by the time she got to Dina? She was exhausted. Relief, however, triumphed over the feeling upon inspecting Dina’s neck. It wasn’t slit. And by the low groan that sounded from her? She was still alive. That realisation was enough to have Ellie sob, her body collapsing next to hers as her arm carefully and protectively slid around her. “Babe, wake up.. please..” She couldn’t lose her too.

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Short open starter for whoever ✨

Why did nothing ever run smoothly? Between the fucking Infected and the lunatic survivors of every kind, it was a miracle the human race hadn’t completely gone extinct already. They were sure on the way.

Having been chased for what felt like miles by a horde of Infected and by the time they reached safety, Ellie was exhausted. Her legs felt like jelly and her lungs felt as though they were about to collapse inward on themselves. She needed to rest. Luckily the rundown hotel they’d managed to find offered the perfect shelter for that— and if not for the Infected banging on the door that they’d managed to barricade with a bookshelf? Ellie would’ve almost said it was peaceful. “They’re not getting in here. They’ll forget about us soon.. hopefully. They’re kinda dumb as shit.” Panted out between ragged intakes of breath, she finally holstered her gun, looking on ahead down the dark, decaying hallway. They needed to check the perimeter first. There was no guarantee they were out of the woods just yet.

“C’mon. We’ll find a room to rest up and get outta here once they leave.”

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@musingmemories sent: “i'm not asking– i'm begging you. please.” — From Dina ✨

‘I’ll make her pay. That’s what you said when we got back to Jackson.’ Tommy’s words sat heavy on her chest long after she’d climbed into bed for the night— already restless mind running haywire. He’d found a lead on Abby. Given her everything she needed to track her down. And even after her reluctant refusal and all of the guilt tripping that came after it which Dina was quick to shut down.. he’d still found a way to get into her head. A part of Ellie figured Tommy had left that map there on purpose before he’d stormed out— the unmissable, big red circle drawn around Santa Barbara like a magnet she was drawn to. He knew exactly what he’d been doing waving it right in front of her like that.. and unfortunately, his plan had worked. That spark for revenge had been ignited within her soul, months of repressed anger bubbling to the surface.

Her mind was made up. She needed to end it.

Apparently she hadn’t been as stealthy as she’d thought when climbing out of bed and creeping down the stairs to pack for the long journey— feet careful to avoid the floorboards that creaked along the way. Her original plan of sneaking away into the night undetected had gone right out of the window the second Dina had made her presence known. Had she heard her, or had she secretly been awake the entire time, a part of her knowing Ellie would pull this stunt..? Either way, nothing was going to deter her from leaving tonight. Not even those big brown eyes trained on the backpack in Ellie’s hand. At first they’d danced around the conversation, ‘come back to bed’ and ‘we’ll talk about it in the morning’ hints that Dina was more than willing to let this slide if only she complied. Unfortunately.. Ellie was stubborn: ‘I can’t’ all she had to offer in return to her girlfriend’s silent pleas.

Before Ellie knew it, she was right in front of her, Dina’s hands desperately bunching up into the front of her shirt as though to keep them tethered— as if she let go? Ellie would disappear. And she would. ‘I’m not asking- I’m begging you. Please.’ Oh how those words made Ellie’s heart ache, hand white knuckling the backpack as tired greens began to swim with tears. Maybe Dina didn’t realise it now, but.. she deserved better than this, because unlike Ellie? She was a good person. She deserved somebody who wasn’t broken beyond repair. Somebody who could love her and JJ the way they needed them to. And as much as Ellie wanted to be that person? How could she give them her all when half of her was absent— forever stuck with Abby.. doomed to remain with her until she took her final breath.

Leaving Dina was the kindest thing she could do. She was a sinking ship ready to drag her down with her. And as selfish as it may have seemed to walk away from everything they’d built together? In Ellie’s eyes, it was the most selfless act she’d ever done.

Squeezing her eyes tightly shut in frail attempts to alleviate the stinging in them, Ellie’s voice came out shaky when she finally spoke. “Don’t do that.” The begging. She couldn’t handle it. Dina was breaking her. “Please don’t do that..” Dropping the backpack for the time being, both hands rose up to carefully remove Dina’s from her shirt, momentarily breaking the contact as well as her own heart. “I.. can’t give you what you need. Not like this. You know that. I’m.. not like you. I’ll never be like you. I’m broken.” This dream Dina had for the two of them; raising a child and making a home for themselves? Turns out Ellie didn’t know how to dream that dream at all. She’d tried.

Eyes fluttering open to meet Dina’s solemn stare, Ellie slowly brought her hands up to cup her face, using both thumbs to wipe away at her tears. “You gotta let me go..” Let her go. She’d see eventually that it was the right thing to do.. Dina would be happier. It was no secret that neither of them had been happy in months. How could they be with Ellie’s constant panic attacks and Dina being exhausted taking care of both her and JJ? It was time to call it as much as Ellie selfishly didn’t want to. It was time to let each other go.

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THE  CLASSIC  ROMANCE  OF  A  GOOD  RAINSTORM 

[ POUR ]  for our muses to have a passionate reunion kiss in the rain.  

[ DOWN ]  for sender to have chased down receiver and pulled them into a kiss right when it begins to rain. 

[ CONVINCED ]  our muses are standing outside having a confrontation when it begins to rain,  sender kisses receiver to stop their rambling and prove they love them. 

[ CONVINCING ]  our muses are standing outside having a confrontation when it begins to rain,  receiver kisses sender to stop their rambling and prove they love them. 

[ FLOAT ]  for our muses to dance in the rain together. 

[ DRIZZLE ]  our muses are walking under an umbrella together but sender darts out from under it to jump in a puddle. 

[ SPRINKLE ]  our muses are walking under an umbrella together but receiver darts out from under it to jump in a puddle. 

[ SHELTER ]  sender can’t sleep due to a loud thunderstorm so they come to receiver’s bedroom to stay in their bed with them. 

[ SHELTERED ]  receiver can’t sleep due to a loud thunderstorm so they come to sender’s bedroom to stay in their bed with them. 

[ REST ]  our muses lay on the ground together while it rains. 

[ CONSOLE ]  sender is sitting outside on a porch/balcony,  crying while it rains and receiver sits down next to them to offer a shoulder to cry on. 

[ CONSOLED ]  receiver is sitting outside on a porch/balcony,  crying while it rains and sender sits down next to them to offer a shoulder to cry on. 

[ RITUAL ]  for our muses plans to have been ruined by a storm so they stay inside and have sex instead. 

[ ENJOY ]  for our muses to have sex outside beneath a covered area  (  tent/porch/gazebo etc  )  while it rains. 

[ WATCH ]  our muses have sex against a window while it rains. 

[ SAVE ]  for one muse to pick up the other to quickly carry them inside as it begins to rain.

[ JOY ]  our muses have just made up after a fight when it begins to rain,  sender picks up receiver and spins them around.  

[ REJOICE ]  our muses have just made up after a fight when it begins to rain,  receiver picks up sender and spins them around. 

[ SAFE ]  our muses are caught in a heavy rainstorm together and seek shelter in an abandoned building or cave. 

[ SECLUDED ]  our muses are on a road trip and are forced to pull over due to heavy rain and fog,  they end up fooling around in the car while they wait for it to clear up. 

❝  come on,  come dance with me in the rain.  ❞

❝  just stand still and feel the rain on your face.  ❞

❝  do you smell that?  it’s about to rain.  ❞

❝  i’ve always loved the rain.  ❞

❝  i like when it rains,  even if it’s loud and ruins plans.  it’s a sign of renewal and growth.  ❞

❝  are you seriously splashing in puddles right now?  ❞

❝  what are you doing— come inside before you catch a cold.  ❞

❝  jumping in puddles makes it impossible to be upset,  you should try it sometime.  ❞

❝  just let go for a little bit and come enjoy this storm.  it’s beautiful.  ❞

❝  i know this is gonna make me sound like a baby but thunderstorms really freak me out,  can i hang out with you until it gets quiet again?  ❞

❝  can i sleep in your bed tonight?  the thunder makes me jumpy. ❞

❝  you really love the rain,  huh?  look at you,  you’re all giddy.  ❞

❝  why do you hate storms so much?  ❞

❝  hey— it’s alright.  i think it was just some really loud thunder. ❞

❝  jesus christ! that lightning shook the whole house.  ❞

❝  if it’s about to rain shouldn’t you be closing the windows?  not opening them?  ❞

❝  you hear that?  it’s raining!  ❞

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@fightfcrged sent: ❛ i just, i don’t want anything bad to happen to you. ❜  — From Joel ✨

‘Happy eighteenth birthday, Ellie.’

Adulthood at last. Shame not everybody realised she wasn’t a child anymore.. Joel in particular. With adulthood came more freedom, more opportunity to prove herself amongst Jackson’s community; which came with more assigned patrols by Maria. Apparently Joel seemed dead set on obstructing the latter for her. ‘I just, I don’t want anything bad to happen to you.’ Always his excuse. The same exact excuse he was using today of all days— successfully getting a rise out of her on her birthday. Ellie was growing exhausted of the same old disagreements, and while she knew his constant overprotectiveness came from a place of love? Sometimes she felt almost suffocated by it. By him. Hell, she couldn’t even spend time with Jesse without Joel mulling over them being alone together and shooting him the stink eye every opportunity he got the chance to despite countless times of Ellie insisting Jesse wasn’t her type.

“I can handle myself, Joel. I don’t need you breathing down my neck every five fucking seconds.” Shit, there she went again— snapping at him when she didn’t mean to. She knew he meant well, but.. it was hard lately with the underlying tension sitting in the air between them. Joel was keeping something from her.. something about the Fireflies. Ellie didn’t exactly know what that was yet, but she intended to get to the bottom of her intuition. But not today. She didn’t want to ruin what was left of her ‘big day.’ So inhaling a deep breath to steady herself, Ellie slowly exhaled it, focusing her attention back on Joel. “I’m not a kid anymore. And you know I’ve got a better chance than anyone surviving out there.” That much was true. She was immune. Not like he could argue with that.

Heavy sigh falling from her lips, Ellie leaned against the dining room table with arms folded across her chest, disgruntled look souring her features. She could already feel a throbbing migraine coming on. “If it makes you feel any better? You can come with me. Jesse can swap and go out on another trail with someone else.” While Ellie loved Jackson and its people, she had quickly come to the realisation she couldn’t quite settle here. She was more than grateful for a roof over her head, sure, however.. maybe she was all too used to moving around. Getting out and about on patrols sure helped with that, otherwise she felt like she was going stir crazy looking at the same four walls every day.

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In the mood to write pre-part 2 plots with aged up Ellie. Anyone interested? 👀

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I think you capture her overall essence and mannerisms beautifully and I love your head canons for her too. One of the best portrayals I’ve seen so far (:

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AHH thank you so so much! I love writing for her so this makes me so happy to hear 😭💕