#sucker twin

[iamdangerace]

Sunday Best from the self-titled debut album by Bristol-based electronic project, You Love Her Coz She's Dead, Japanese release, deluxe edition (2012), containing 7 exclusive bonus tracks of remixes by guest electronic artists: Crim3s, Udar, Dead C∆T Bounce, Irish Steph, Beef Theatre, Tying Tiffany and DirtyRock.

You can stream the complete album here, and for this edition, only here:

[pettyprocrastination]

The Revenant Wife

Pairing: Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of grief and death. 

Summary: Ellie knows very little of Joel and even less of the wife he had before the outbreak. When she finally meets you, its just as much as shock to her as it is to your husband. 

Word count: 1.6k

Note: ficlet is based off of this previous post about Joel getting separated from his wife during the outbreak and assuming you died until you find one another years later. Reader is described to look like Sarah. Title came from the ever lovely @djarin-junk​ <3

Tagging those I think would enjoy: @pedrostories​ @thesadvampire​ @joel-mlller @softanon​ @max--phillips​ @captainsamwlsn​ @hooplahoopla​ @moondirti​ 

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Ellie didn’t know that Joel had a wife. 

Granted, she didn’t know much about his old life at all. 

She knew he built things. That he had a brother named Tommy and a daughter named Sarah, but didn’t like to talk about the latter that much. In one fleeting conversation, full of mumbles as her eyes began to close while they rested under the night sky she heard him mention you but was far too gone to truly hear what he said. Nothing more than the vague rumble of his voice saying “my wife” before her eyes opened once more. 

“You’re married?”

She asks with such incredulous shock it sounds more like “somebody married you?” but girls at her age hardly ever have filters. 

“I was.” 

There’s the same bristle in his throat and far off look in his eyes as when she first asked about his daughter. An open answer but one that carries enough unsaid to tell Ellie of your fate. To warn her that she should change the subject or simply shut her mouth and go to sleep before plucking his raw nerve one too many times until he snaps- 

“What was she like?” 

But Joel learned early on that Ellie wasn’t one to follow warnings. 

“Kind.” His breath stutters. “But not a pushover- she didn’t take shit from anybody.” He stares up at the sky, feeling his chest grow tight and fingers twitch by his side until there’s a rustling, the girl next to him rolling over to face him and he turns to find Ellie peeking out from her sleeping bag with a smile. 

Damn this girl. 

“Not even from you?” 

Joel scoffs. “Especially from me. The amount of times she gave me and Tommy and earful-” he shakes his head, Ellie watches a smile grow on his face in silence, as if worried she may frighten it away. 

“Did she cook?” 

Ellie thinks of the stories the older kids would tell her. The ones who remembered life before the Outbreak, who told her of freshly baked pies on weekend and fluffy pancakes in the morning. 

Joel remembers the first time you tried to bake him a cake for his birthday back when he was sixteen. How he opened the door to your forlorn face and a store bought sheet cake in your hands because as your mother told him over the phone, you damn near burned the whole house down trying to bake for him as a surprise. 

“From time to time.” 

There was only so much she could get out of him before his voice became clipped and eyes full of an emotion she didn’t quite know the name of that he told her to get some rest. Leaving her with nothing to do but to stare at the sky and wonder about these stories in the shape of a woman who unveiled a little bit more about the mysterious man she traveled with. 

Of all the silence and secrets that made up the man that protected her, she created stories to fill them. Stories of Joel Miller, husband, father, brother and badass contractor that everybody loved.   Of his soldier brother, of his wife and their smiling daughter between them both. 

In Ellie’s mind, you didn’t work. 

But not in a ditzy lame way like some boring housewife. But just because you didn’t have to. 

Joel said that everybody loved contractors so that means he probably got paid like, a ton of money to build stuff for people so you got to stay at home all day. Ellie imagined your house to be ginormous. Maybe Joel made it himself for you when you guys first got married. It was big enough that when Joel came home everyday he’d call out your name and it’d echo through  the hall as you called him into the kitchen, where your daughter sat reading as you set dinner on the table. Sometimes you’d get upset if he came home late but then he’d kiss your cheek and you would roll your eyes but smile before you all sat down and ate as a family. 

Ellie imagines Joel’s daughter, she wonders if Sarah looks more like her mother than her father. 

Ellie wonders as the sleep takes over her body, if they could have been friends. 

When it happens, months later after she’s come to think of Joel as something akin to family and he thinks of her as something he can’t say out loud just yet, she’s shocked. She’s face to face with a woman holding her at gunpoint that looks nothing like the smiling mother she dreamt of during cold nights. 

You don’t match the stories Ellie made up in your head.

You’re mean. 

No. Mean isn’t the right word. 

Cold. Yes. you're very cold. 

Ellie watches in shock as you ask where they're headed, gun focused on the center of her chest while the two boys at your side point their own at Joel, who has yet to speak. 

She waits for him to answer, but he just stares at you in awe. The same man she’s seen kill and threaten to keep her safe day in and day out is rendered speechless until all he can do is utter your name and she realizes that he knows you. More than that, judging by the way he surrenders his gun to you with no fight, something she had never seen him do. 

You lift your head to look at him, the brim of your hat raises just enough to clear the shadow cast over your face and Ellie can finally see your eyes and the snarl on your face. 

You’re also very pretty.

“I won’t ask again.” 

The two boys standing on either side of you have your eyes. Same color and intensity, narrowed into slits like guard dogs waiting for an order and Ellie sees the way Joel stares at them. 

She wonders if Sarah had brothers. 

“Out west.” He manages. “Takin’ her to her family.” 

Your eyes move to her and she holds her hands higher in the air. 

“That true?” “What?” 

“Is he telling the truth?” 

The taller one, Duke, she had heard you call him, had already ripped the bag from her back and emptied its contents onto the ground, she had nothing else to hide from you. 

But then she sees something in your eyes. A concern for her that she hadn’t seen since Tess or Marlene. 

And she understands. 

“He’s telling the truth.” Ellie forces out. 

You watch her for a moment and there’s a moment of panic where she thinks you can see right through her lie. 

But then you lower your gun and jerk your head over your shoulder. 

“C’mon.” is all you say before you begin to walk away. The boys gawk at you for a moment before you give them a look of warning and they follow in your step, occasionally casting glances behind them at Joel and Ellie who follow suit. 

She’s quick to grab onto the sleeve of Joel’s jacket and pull with a harsh whisper as the other’s march forward. 

“You know this psycho?” 

Joel flinches at her voice as it pitches up. If any of you heard her, which he gathered you did because Ellie didn’t have an inside voice to save her fucking life, you didn’t care enough to react. 

Ellie whispers his name again. Insistent and angry for answers but he just keeps looking forward. He can’t take his eyes off of you or the boys ahead and it fills her with worry but she doesn’t know why. 

“She’s my wife.”

You lead them to a cottage. Its paint is chipping and the fence is reinforced with wiring around the perimeter but it looks like a home. She can vaguely hear the soft clucking of chickens nearby and there's a flash of fur behind the fence with a pair of pointed ears that duck away just as fast as she saw them. 

Ellie has seen the remnants of homes before the outbreak. The plates still stacked in the sink and the jacket still hung up on the hook. A story telling a family that once lived within its walls and is now nothing more than memories that ghosts along its foundation. 

But this one is real. It’s yours. 

 There is a rickety wooden table in the dining room. Each chair around it seems to have been brought from a different house and is varying shades of faded brown. You kick the leg of one and nod toward it.“Sit, both of you.”

Ellie looks to Joel before sitting. He follows suit, choosing the chair closest to her. 

“I’m gonna get some bandages for that leg-” 

Joel shifts forward. “I don’t need-” 

“I wasn’t fucking asking, Joel.” 

You’re not stronger than Joel, if she had to guess. You both look the same age, but she’s seen his strength, his violence, all done for her safety and knows if it came down to it, you might not win in a fight against him. 

But at your order, he sits back in his chair. 

You turn and set a shoulder on your son’s shoulder. 

At least. She thinks he’s your son. 

Softly spoken words are exchanged while the other keeps his eyes on Joel and his hand on his holster. The boy says something back in insistence, but you tilt your head and he nods. 

“If either of them try moving or taking anything.” You offer them one final look over your shoulder before slipping out of the room. “Shoot them.” 

They listen to your footsteps slowly retreat until there’s nothing but the subtle creak and groan of the wood floor beneath them. Ellie leans forward to look at Joel, setting her hands firmly on the dinner table in announcement. 

“Dude-” The young girl breathes out. “Your wife is a bitch.”

[rosvyy]

MONSTER FALLS WHO SAID THAT WHO SAID THAT!!!!

Ive always loved the concept, but the idea of Mabel being a mermaid confused me, so I made an even more confusing au!!

A comet crashed into a lone pine tree on a hill in gravity falls. It was a relatively small area, and some how not a lot of damage done. From the fires, a girl coughed, swatting the fire away and gagging on the smoke. From the fallen pine tree, a boy pushed his way out of the timber. A few embers had landed on his forehead. The girl laughed, saying it looked like the big dipper. Her hair shifted and the constellation appeared. They didnt even question each other, they just knew they were family.

Then stuff happens!!

[kovalitics]

I may be late but at least I’m ✨fashionably✨ late.

As promised, a little birthday present for @abbeyofcyn. Hope this year treats you well!

(Please have mercy on our babies they deserve some hugs)

[starry-songs-canvas]

Somewhere in the bingo cards

Robin stared at the floating glowing figure of his dead brother who had just saved him.

Danny turned around and looked hesitantly at Batman and Robin with some embarrassment.

“What, you’re dealing with ghosts. Shouldn’t this have been somewhere on the bingo cards?”

[ooeygooeyghoul]

I'll never forgive ffxiv for not letting the WoL show affection to the twins. You spend the whole game with them watching them grow and hurt and change, and I REALLY feel like they deserve some hugs or at least something more than a couple dialog options and the stoic silent nod lol. Alphinaud canonically looks up to the WoL as an older sibling, and Alisaie repeatedly relies on them as a close companion and guardian. Those kids be starved as hell for any kind of positive role model to tell them they're doing great (which is even more true later on aha).

I was so disappointed when the reunion with them in Norvrandt was just them talking at you. Thancred gets to give Ryne headpats, why can't I have that for the twins!! Let me show them how proud of them I am I NEED them to understand that I care them so much-

[my-name-is-apollo]

Apollo and Artemis being presented to Zeus 🥹

Look at them!!!! They're just. babies!!!!!

[twink-between-worlds]

im eepy so headcanon time

fable usually messes with legends hair to help him fall asleep. ravio probably does it too once they get together.

because of this, he has trouble sleeping around the chain because he doesn't want to ask them to do that, it would be embarrassing.

sky picks up on it super quickly though

[chaoticvi]

Willow Month 2023: week two !

Day 6: Favourite Scene What do I do? Talk to him. If he can, he'll see the light and come to you.

[crystallizsch]

octavinelle enjoyers, all of you are next.

[usertoxicyaoi]

"Why are you late?"

TWINS (2023). Episode 4.

[ssruis]

There’s a certain subset of tenmas fans that I have no respect for and those are the ones who don’t gaf about saki and only talk about tsukasa and toya. First of all both tsukasa and toya would literally do anything for saki. Secondly toya + saki have a unique relationship that is so interesting stop watering it down to be the same as Tsukasa’s relationship w toya. Finally: what else is there to like about tsukasa besides his bond with his sister. Colopale was so right when they went “we have to include a scene with tsukasa and saki in the beginning of the main story or else ppl will hate this guy” because I thought he was so obnoxious until I read some of his interactions with saki and then he became one of my favorites.

[biancalattei]

Hi can i just post my self insert arts here bc i just love the twins sm socjskdjwkow i promise my trisona is v baby girl ill post her more

[kurokmask]

they seemed like nice boys. i wonder what happened to them?

[florsial]

Me when dynamics between pure bloods seem normal but are actually not:

[zee-rambles]

Mikey: R-Raaaaph! Those guys were being mean to me! They said I’m the worst Mikey ever!

Leo: Oh they said that huh? I bet you guys think you’re real funny.

Donnie: I fail to see the humor in this, Nardo.

Raph: Mikey, you know that’s not true. Don’t let those jerks get to you.

Mikey: (*Sobs*)

Donnie: Hey, Leo, you know what’s really funny?

Leo: Yeah bro?

Donnie: PAIN!

Leo: Oh NOW you’re speaking my language!

(*Leo and Donnie, running after bullies, fully armed*)

Raph: It’s okay little bro.

Mikey: They also said that I’m stupid and that my brothers don’t love me.

Raph: WHAT! (*Runs after Bullies*) I’M GONNA FLOSS MY TEETH WITH YOUR SPINES!

Mikey:

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Based of this.