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❛  i’ve  always  been  in  love  with  you,  ❜  joel  sat  with  his  guitar  in  his  lap—he  had  stopped  playing  for  a  moment  to  let  the  silence  sit.  it  was  in  that  silence  that  he  felt  his  heart  swell.  joseph  was  next  to  him  as  he  had  often  been  these  days.  they  enjoyed  each  other’s  company  in  more  ways  than  just  this  one.  joel  turned  his  head  to  look  at  joseph.  he  couldn’t  help  the  smile  that  spread  a  crossed  his  face  as  he  noticed  he’d  taken  him  off  guard  with  those  words—direct  and  honest  as  they  were,  ❛  i  know  that  now.  ❜  joel  continued,  he  let  his  eyes  linger  into  josephs’…  there  was  a  gentleness  there,  one  joel  knew  he  preserved  for  him.  ❛  did  you  know?…  from  the  moment  we  met….  ❜  joel  looked  off  and  breathed  and  chuckled  breathlessly  as  he  recalled  their  first  meeting.  ❛  could  you  feel  it  too?  ❜  joel’s  gaze  softened  once  more  as  he  looked  upon  joseph  and  reached  over  to  take  his  hand  into  his  own.  ❛  i  never  thought  i’d  ever  feel  this  way…  not  like  this.  ❜  / @nowfather

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JOEL MILLER THE LAST OF US PART I (2022) dev. Naughty Dog

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I came closer than ever before in my life to death, to pain, to loneliness, to the forces of Saturn, and to the voices of the angels.

Frater Acher, from ‘Holy Daimon’

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fuckinleader​:

@dyinworld​​ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴘᴏᴇᴛʀʏ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ ᴊᴏᴇʟ 

   ❝Trust your body. It reacts to right and wrong better than your mind does❞

 𝐉𝐎𝐄𝐋  𝚮𝐄𝚨𝐕𝐄𝐃  𝚨  𝚮𝐄𝚨𝐕𝐘  𝐒𝐈𝐆𝚮,  𝚮𝐈𝐒  𝐅𝚨𝐂𝐄  𝐒𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍  𝐓𝐎  𝚮𝐄𝐑  𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓,  ❝  now  that  right  there  is  what  landed  me  in  a  helluva  mess…  ❞  he  reached  for  his  cup  of  coffee  to  ease  his  discomfort—now  a  rarity  in  the  world  they  lived  in.  another  sigh  escaped  and  he  felt  a  feeling  of  relief  sweep  over  him.  

❝  trustin’  my  body…  it’s  like  actin’  on  impulse  now,  ain’t  it?  ❞  a  deep  seated  guilt  rested  in  the  core  of  his  chest  due  to  the  lie  he  had  let  build  up  like  a  wall  between  him  and  ellie—and  with  the  discovery  of  his  betrayal,  he’d  lost  the  only  thing  that  felt  like  it  mattered  in  this  broken  world.  still,  he  held  out  hope  that  things  would  get  better,  it  was  all  he  had.  

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“…𝐍𝐎 𝐌𝚨𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝚮𝚨𝐓, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝚱𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝚮𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝚮𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑."

—  𝐁𝚨𝐒𝐈𝐂  — 

NAME: joel miller NICKNAMES: none that he’s taken to. AGE: 54 BIRTHDAY: september 26th SPECIES: human GENDER:  male PRONOUNS: he / him

—  𝐅𝚨𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘  — 

MOTHER: unnamed — absent from life FATHER: unnamed — absent from life SIBLINGS: tommy miller CHILDREN: sarah — daughter, deceased; ellie; daughter, adopted — verse dependant

—  𝐏𝚮𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝚨𝐋 𝚨𝐓𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐒  — 

FACE CLAIM:  in-game model ETHNICITY: caucasian NATIONALITY: amercian HEIGHT: 6′1 / 186 cm WEIGHT: 96kg / 210 lb BUILD: meso-endomorph HAIR: length does not pass neck; is well kempt. HAIR COLOR: dark brown; graying FACIAL HAIR: full beard; graying EYE COLOR: hazel SKIN COLOR: medium tan beige DOMINANT HAND: ambidextrous — right hand dominant ANOMALIES:  none SCENT:  dirt, sweat, faint scent of whatever deodorant he found ❨ when out for a long time ❩ — faint dirt and sweat with almond oatmeal vanilla scented soap and coffee. ACCENT: texan accent PHYSICAL DISABILITIES: none — verse dependent ALLERGIES: has a bad reaction to most lavender scented lotion. DISORDERS: ptsd NERVOUS TICS: cheek biting, fumbling with hands, won’t make eye contact QUIRKS: hums to himself when alone or if it’s too quiet, hoards little keepsakes that close people give to him.

—  𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄  — 

RESIDES: in a QZ / in jackson — verse dependent BORN: austin, texas RAISED: austin, texas VEHICLE: has a stead not a vehicle — verse dependent PHONE: in modern he’d own some sort of android phone. LAPTOP/COMPUTER:  in modern he would have a pc desktop PETS: none — verse dependent EDUCATION: finished high school, but never went to college. CAREER: smuggler, hunter, survivor — verse dependent SKILLS: some hand to hand combat, pickpocketing, climbing, whittling, marksmen / weaponry - long range and short — is a good shot, coffee making, ❨ will add more ❩ POLITICAL AFFILIATION: none RELIGION: read some of the bible, but isn’t particularly religious BELIEFS: myths DRUGS: none SMOKES: no. ALCOHOL: normally he tries to refrain from drinking. he'll only drink on special occasions, and never enough to be drunk. DIET: he isn’t picky ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: biromantic SEXUAL ORIENTATION: closeted; demisexual — preference towards men. MARTIAL STATUS: single — verse dependent AVAILABILITY: he’s closed off. it will take a lot to get him to open up romantically and platonically. LOOKING FOR: he’s given up on love basically. LANGUAGES: english PHOBIAS: thanatophobia — mostly for those around him. HOBBIES: wood carving, soap making, anything he can do with a knife and his hands, reading, hiking, fishing ❨ will add more ❩ TRAITS:  adventurous, brave, caring, confident, daring, hard-working, gentle, humorous, dependable, modest, loyal, organized, self-disciplined, rational, quiet, protective, straightforward, witty, wise, abrasive, aggressive, blunt, callous, cruel, impulsive, secretive, ruthless, unfriendly, withdrawn SOCIAL MEDIA: in modern… he does not do social media.

— 𝐅𝚨𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄  — 

LOCATION: the soccer field sarah used to practice at. SPORTS TEAM: sarah's soccer team. GAME: soccer and baseball MUSIC: rock, country, alternative rock, new wave, soul ❨ mostly, but he’s open to other types of music. ❩ SHOWS: used to watch reality tv late at night and westerns, but never had a favorite — maybe sarah’s saturday cartoons. MOVIES: rom-coms, action-adventure, — big fan of indiana jones and martial arts movies with bruce lee and jet li. RADIO STATION: whatever sounded good on the radio. FOOD: pancakes BEVERAGE: coffee COLOR: green

—  𝐂𝚮𝚨𝐑𝚨𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑  — 

MORAL ALIGNMENT: neutral good MBTI: ISTJ-A MBTI ROLE:  logistician ENNEAGRAM: type four, five, six, and eight all ranked past 80% ENNEAGRAM ROLE: individualist, investigator, skeptic and challenger TEMPERAMENT: choleric-phlegmatic WESTERN ZODIAC: libra CHINESE ZODIAC: rat PRIMAL SIGN: vulture

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Joel @ The Last of Us Part II release trailer

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— this is a private roleplay blog. i selectively follow / follow back people that i can see myself writing with. i am mostly keeping this for friends only, but i’m not against meeting new people.

profile.  —  rules.  —  headcanon.  —  meta.  —  blog canon.

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nowfather​:

 he  stood  blankly  for  a  moment  —  it  had  been  so  many  years  since  he’d  heard  melodies  that  belong  to  others  beyond  his  flock.  his  eyes  were  drawn  to  the  porch  where  he  found  himself  staring,  snapped  back  to  reality  when  he  was  offered  a  seat.  ❛  an  offer  i  can  hardly  refuse.  ❜  he  gives  a  small  smile  as  he  moves  to  sit  in  the  seat  next  to  the  man.  ❛  coffee?  —  you  mean  to  tell  me  you’ve  managed  to  find  coffee  in  this  world?  ❜  he  couldn’t  help  the  laughter  that  spilled  into  his  words.  ❛  why,  joel…  i  would  love  some  coffee,  it’s  been  years  since  my  last  cup.  ❜      

 ❝  yes…  i  have  managed  to  acquire  it…  hefty  price,  i  might  add.  ❞  joel  smiled  as  he  watched  the  man  take  his  seat  next  to  him.  the  mention  of  coffee  keeps  the  smile  on  his  face,  ❝  well…  you  don’t  say…  well  i’m  happy  i  offered.  ❞  joel  stood  from  his  seat,  ❝  you’re  welcome  to  follow  me  inside…  just  don’t  mind  the  mess.  ❞  he  chuckled  and  went  inside,  𝐋𝐄𝚨𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐓𝚮𝐄  𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑  𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍.  

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leaderlike​:

   “It’s good to see finally take a break, Joel. I know you picked up extra shifts with Tommy last week.”

 ❝  yeah…  ❞  joel  huffed  and  brought  his  jacked  closer  to  his  face  and  looked  off—avoiding  eye  contact.  ❝  hope  things  have  been  smooth  for  you…  i  know  how  hard  it  must  get  sometime.  ❞  his  eyes  had  shifted  back  onto  maria.  ❝  just  let  me  know  if  you  need  any  more  help.  ❞  he  gave  a  small  nod.

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 ❝  i  don’t  know  where  i  went  wrong…  'cept…  i  know  exactly  where  it  all  went  wrong…  —  she  just  wasn’t  ‘sposed  to  know…  not  this  way.  ❞      /     @fuckinpro​ 

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 ❝  you’re  welcome  to  come  and  sit…  i  ain’t  had  much  company  lately.  ❞  joel  strummed  a  tune  he  hummed  along  to  before  setting  the  guitar  aside,  ❝  you  like  coffee?  ❞    /    @nowfather​

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𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

feel  free  to  change  any  pronouns  or  subjects  (or  reverse).      tw  for  blood,  death  and  physical  violence  mention.

‘  is  it  complete?  ’

‘  who  are  you?  ’

‘  who  is  this?  ’

‘  why  are  you  bleeding?  ’

‘  what  would  i  do  without  you?  ’

‘  do  you  feel  alright?  ’

‘  what’s  your  name?  ’

‘  why  do  you  hate  me?  ’

‘  do  you  want  something  to  eat?  ’

‘  aren’t  you  supposed  to  be  someone  important?  ’

‘  did  you  read  it  yet?  ’

‘  can  you  help  me?  ’

‘  why  do  you  act  so  weirdly?  ’

‘  what  do  i  do  with  someone  like  you?  ’

‘  you  awake?  ’

‘  can’t  you  tell  left  from  right?  ’

‘  how  dare  you?  ’

‘  can  i  have  a  word?  ’

‘  why  didn’t  you  fight  back?  ’

‘  can  you  stop  interupting  me?  ’

‘  why  are  you  here?  ’

‘  what  happened?  ’

‘  haven’t  you  said  enough?  ’

‘  why  are  you  still  ___?  ’

‘  why  don’t  you  shut  up  and  be  quiet?  ’

‘  what  did  you  dream  of?  ’

‘  why  are  you  yelling?  ’

‘  how  could  you  say  that?  ’

‘  is  that  mine?  ’

‘  why  did  you  turn  out  this  way?  ’

‘  are  you  talking  to  me?  ’

‘  why  won’t  he  date  me?  ’

‘  why  did  you  hit  him?  ’

‘  why  are  you  crying  yourself  to  sleep?  ’ 

‘  are  you  serious?  ’

‘  who  did  this?  ’

‘  will  i  regret  this?  ’

‘  do  you  promise?  ’

‘  is  that  mine?  ’

‘  am  i  dead?  ’

‘  can  you  stop  moving?  ’

‘  is  he  looking  at  me?  ’

‘  does  it  hurt?  ’

‘  how  did  that  happen?  ’

‘  what’s  the  weather  for  tomorrow?  ’

‘  are  you  in  love  with  me  yet?  ’

‘  is  it  that  important?  ’

‘  want  some?  ’

‘  was  that  an  accident?  ’

‘  what’s  the  deal  with  you?  ’

‘  who  do  you  think  you  are?  ’

‘  can  i  ask  you  something?  ’

‘  why  don’t  you  leave  then?  ’

‘  how  could  you?  ’

‘  is  this  all  you  can  do?  ’

‘  why  is  this  here?  ’

‘  how  did  you  get  in  here?  ’

‘  is  it  freezing  to  you?  ’

‘  what  are  you  making  tdday?  ’

‘  are  you  lost?  ’

‘  has  it  been  that  long?  ’

‘  how  could  you?  ’

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Joel throughout the years