Joel makes breakfast for Ellie pretty much every morning BUT I need y'all to think about Ellie making breakfast for him instead.
She figures out how to use the coffee machine by watching him, and it's not like it is very complex in the first place, and while the coffee filters through she toasts some bread or even makes pancakes or porridge for him (do americans do porridge idk in my head they do, at least in the apocalypse it's some good fucking breakfast but i digress).
Usually, Joel is up before her or they wake up at the same time, but sometimes he wasn't doing well the evening before/is having a tough few days, and she pretty much commands him to sleep in, so he does.
Once it's closer to noon than morning, she makes breakfast and takes two plates and a cup of coffee into his bedroom (a balancing act she gets good at very quickly). They sit up against the wall or the headboard and have breakfast in bed, sometimes in quiet, sometimes they talk about any nightmares or shit on their mind, sometimes they talk about random stuff/interests, for as long as they feel like.
Joel comes to expect it a little bit, but every single time Ellie does that for him, he still gets all teary-eyed and soft because he just loves her so damn much and so does she.
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Once you know that Marissa Meyer based The Lunar Chronicles (and specifically Cinder, the first book) on an old Sailor Moon fanfic she wrote, the inspiration can be fairly obvious (most obvious being the missing princess from the moon and the threat of war between Earth and the Moon). That being said, there’s enough of Meyer’s own inspiration/ideas in there to help make it stand out (the futuristic setting, for one thing).
But it did make me think: Bill Ellis (who I mentioned on here before) wrote an essay about Princess Tutu where he said that Cinderella--the fairy tale Cinder retells--is an archetypal precedent to magical girl transformations. Cinderella and Sailor Moon have premises unique to themselves, but then I thought about the basics of both stories: both Cinderella and Usagi start out as girls who are at a low point of their life (Cinderella is mistreated by her stepfamily, while Usagi is chronically late for school and failing tests--one is arguably worse than the other, sure, but the point is, neither of them is doing great in their own way). Then both of them encounter magic (fairy godmother, talking space cat, etc.) that gives them, as Ellis puts it, the skills they need to accomplish whatever they need to do (go to the ball, fight evil). For an added bonus, no one at the ball ever recognizes Cinderella, similar to how no one ever puts it together that Usagi is Sailor Moon, despite her never covering her face (though she did have a mask in the early chapters of the manga). Also, there’s a prince in both stories.
With that in mind, it’s not hard to see how it was easy for Meyer to take inspiration from Sailor Moon in her Cinderella retelling. (Interestingly enough, the original fanfic was a Puss in Boots AU, because as Meyer pointed out, both Puss in Boots and Sailor Moon have talking cats.)
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Thank you...
[DP x DC fic]
[Love at first... murder? - part 10]
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Part 1
Ao3
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Private chat nicknames:
ImBaby= Danielle/Dani/Ellie
MiddleChild= Danny
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Danny rubs his eyes and stares at the laptop in front of him as he’s trying to focus. He’s currently at a table he claimed in his school’s library, and he’s been staring at his screen for a solid 25 minutes by now.
He currently has a free period, just before his last class of the day, so he decided to try and get some homework done now since he has less time after school today.
Because of his date.
He’s going on a date!
Due to the excitement, Danny can’t quite stop himself from grinning like a loon. To be perfectly honest, he hasn’t been able to stop grinning and blushing even since Red Hood had sent that last message.
It’s a date.
Red Hood had confirmed it’s a date!
The buzzing of his phone as he receives a message draws his attention away from his schoolwork even though it wasn’t on that anyway but on a certain kind and handsome vigilante.
Danny picks the device up and takes a look. Seeing Ellie had messaged him, he raises an eyebrow. Assuming it to be another one picture of her standing on some monument in human form in spaces humans without powers shouldn’t be able to get to, like a horse on a roof, he opens the chat.
Though…
That’s not a selfie on top of El Ángel de la Independencia in Mexico, he muses as he reads the text with a slightly confused frown.
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Private chat
~ ImBaby changed their name to SirEllieOfTheInfiniteRealms ~
~ SirEllieOfTheInfiniteRealms changed the name of MiddleChild to HisMajesty ~
SirEllieOfTheInfiniteRealms: once nightfall has cometh upon us, and the world has been plunged into darkness, though blood may be shed, be assured brother o mine, thine honor shall be guarded. i have formulated various challenges most onerous to confirmeth whether the helmed knight in red is righteous enough to court thee. for now, i will have to wish thee adieu, brother mine, as I will need to maketh some preparations for these mentioned challenges before I can enact them. as for the outcome of the trials i have set, i shall visit thee within the following fortnight bearing the news. until such time, i giveth thou farewell. ancients be with ye. o7
HisMajesty: ???
HisMajesty: have you swallowed an encyclopedia again? 🤨
HisMajesty: didn’t know it would actually work with teaching you new words 🤔
HisMajesty: would’ve been good to know when I still had Lancer’s English classes 😔😔
HisMajesty: what does even this mean? 🤔🤔
HisMajesty: what are you planning??
HisMajesty: Ellie?
HisMajesty: no seriously, like
HisMajesty: have you been hanging out with CW lately?? 👀👀
HisMajesty: cause this is exactly the sort of cryptic shit I’d expect coming from him 😕😒
HisMajesty: not you
HisMajesty: …usually 😔
HisMajesty: unless he told you to tell me this??? 🤨 🤨
HisMajesty: but then again, he prefers to use his sticky notes to leave me cryptic messages..
HisMajesty: Ellie? 😟
HisMajesty: what are you doing????
HisMajesty: where even are you right now?? 🤔
HisMajesty: last I heard you were in Mexico 🇲🇽
HisMajesty: are you still there?
HisMajesty: Ellie
HisMajesty: please answer me 🙏🙏
HisMajesty: Ellieeeeee ☹️
HisMajesty: Elle
HisMajesty: Els
HisMajesty: Ella
HisMajesty: Elski
HisMajesty: Elleroonie
HisMajesty: Ellexandro
HisMajesty: Eljamin
HisMajesty: Ellodore
HisMajesty: 🥺
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Danny stops messaging her when he realizes she’s not going to read any of his texts any time soon. He lets out a weary sigh.
What has she gotten herself into this time?
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Red Hood came to pick Danny up at his apartment at 12.50. He rang the doorbell this time. Before Danny can do so much as greet him, Red Hood hands him a box. Danny looks at it confused before moving his gaze onto Red Hood with the same expression.
“Here, for you” He grunts.
Danny looks back down at the box and under the stare of the helmed vigilante, that Danny can’t quite see due to the helmet. Danny takes it and opens it gingerly. Inside are what seem to be some kind of chocolate squares.
“It’s chocolate fudge. Homemade. Wasn’t quite sure what you would like…” Red Hood explains.
Danny looks back up and beams at him, cheeks turning slightly pink.
“Oh no, this is great! Thanks!”
He tries one out, under the watchful eye of Red Hood and Oh Ancients, they are delicious. Which Danny then also proceeds to verbalize.
“Oh my Ancients, these are amazing. Thank you so much!”
Danny gives him a quick hug, even lifting him slightly off the ground which does things to Red Hood (not that Danny noticed), as Red Hood lets out a soft “No problem” before letting go as he remembers something
“Oh wait! Before we go, I also have something for you as well!” Danny blurts out, quickly darting back into his apartment to get something, putting the box of chocolate fudge down on his counter.
He guesses Red Hood hadn’t quite expected that, as he was still frozen into place when Danny came back with his own gift for his date.
Danny hands over a small inconspicuous white box. Red Hood takes it and opens it before carefully taking out the sleek silver watch and turning it over.
As he’s looking it over, Danny starts talking again.
“Okay, okay, so I’ll explain what it does in a minute. First off though, put it on!” He says, jittery from nerves and excitement
He really hopes Red Hood will like it.
Red Hood silently does as he says and puts on the watch.
“Now turn to the wall and press that button right there!” Danny continues, pointing out a small button on the side of the watch.
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What Jason had expected to happen when he pressed the button on the watch, was for it to light up or turn on or something, maybe play a little tune or a nice message.
What Jason hadn’t expected to happen, was for a toxic green laser to shoot out of the watch and blast the wall in front of him, leaving behind a black scorch mark.
Stunned, Jason drops his gaze back onto the, now slightly smoking, ‘watch’ before turning his wide-eyed gaze back onto Danny. Danny, who seems to be practically vibrating in excitement and is eagerly awaiting his reaction.
“Do you like it? It’s the Fenton Watch Ray! I modeled it after the Fenton Wrist Ray, but I decided to make the design more sleek and inconspicuous. When pressing the button, it’ll release a highly pressurized ectoplasmic energy blast.
“You see, it takes in ambient ectoplasm from the surrounding area as fuel! So it won’t run out of energy and you don’t need to charge it! The ectoplasm it’s infused with also makes it more resistant, so it’s harder to break and you’ll be able to take it out on patrol with you if you need it!
“Don’t worry though! While it may look a little dangerous, it’s actually quite harmless to living humans! The most it’ll do is knock them down, or even out on some occasions. And there’s no lasting after-effects!
“Oh! And this button,” Danny pauses as he points out a button on the other side of the watch, “shows you the time!”
Danny pushes the button and, sure enough, the screen of the ‘watch’ lights up, showing it is currently 12.56 pm.
During the entire rant, Jason just stares at Danny through his helmet in stunned silence. He didn’t quite understand everything that was just word-vomited at him, but he got the general gist of it.
‘Marry me,’ is what he wants to say.
“Thank you” is what he says instead, in the softest tone known to man with blushing cheeks and a lovesick smile on his face.
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Taglist:
@i-always-say-yea @uraniumwizard @why-must-i-be-like-this @griffinthing
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The Truth Flashback Part 2
A rant/break down about this flashback scene from the the second game.
Part 1
Joel saying this just fuels Ellies anger even more. Every time she tried to talk about it he shut her down.
I wonder where she left the note. Did she leave it in her garage for him to find? Did she leave it at his house? It really paves the way to see how much of a head start she wanted.
Again, her anger is fueled because she couldn't take his lies anymore. She doesn't want him to hug her or even try to comfort her.
His face when she gives him the ultimatum. He knew he would have to tell her one day but deep down he was hoping he'd never have to.
He nods for a couple of seconds, accepting that his actions have caught up to him and now he has to face the consequences.
Then he shakes his head a little bit, he knows that once he tells her they will never be the same. She will hate him for taking her choice away from her. She will be to blinded by her anger to realize the Fireflies took away her choice first.
Maybe for a split second he thinks about lying to her again. Bending the truth so he doesn’t have to tell her the full story. But hearing her threaten to leave stops him.
Hearing her say she would rather take her chances out there in the cruel world that already caused her so much pain, because she can't handle the lies anymore makes him finally admit to it.
He finally chooses honesty.
He can’t risk her seeing through another lie and leaving.
He pauses for a second and looks up to Ellie. He wants to see if she has any reaction, any fear to his words that might make her justify what he says next.
He’s vague. He knows she already has an immense amount of survivors guilt, so he spares her the gory details in hopes of her not questioning further.
But she also knows what he’s capable of, it doesn’t take long for her imagination to fill in the blanks.
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