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outofarrows;; my activity of late has been appalling and i'm so so sorry for that; i've kinda lost my enthusiasm for ellie. i'm still here but for the moment i'm putting this account on semi-hiatus until i can find the time and energy to be as committed as i'd like to be. still here, still active just really really slow and selective.

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tloufans

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iures

#if bill/ellie isn't your fav dynamic #then your lying to yourself #;; youthful #;; not letting you go #;; fixing your stupid pile #;; queued

keptbreathing-blog

arrowedyouth ;

she was smiling gently at the young girl, a packet of stale chips in her hand. maggie nudged her lightly.

❛m’found some chips.❜

her head tilted and she pouted slightly.

❛——— stale chips. but still chips.❜

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Her lip curled at the sight. While Maggie seemed more than content to devour the horrible looking chips, Ellie thought the smell alone was rather repulsive. She glanced at the woman’s face to make sure this wasn’t some sort of joke before laughing and shaking her head in disgust.

❝ ╾╾╾╾Eww. They look disgusting. ❞

#keptbreathing #;; short #;; twd verse

troubleifieversawit liked for a starter ;;

Tough and terrifying and downright cool, Riley Abel walked the halls of Boston Military Prep like she owned the whole damn building. There were many things Ellie admired about her friend but it was Riley’s fearlessness that had first drawn her in. Because nothing and no one touched Riley and on the very rare occasion some stupid kid plucked up the nerve to start a fight she swatted fucker like it was as easy as breathing. Riley was untouchable. Ellie wished she could be that tough. Sometimes. Most of the time.

Maybe not all the time. Maybe not when she was sneaking to the toilets ten minutes before curfew to clean dried blood off Riley’s knuckles because the older girl had gone and got into a fight with a boy twice her size and uglier than sin.

❝ Keep still. ❞ Ellie muttered with great forbearance. She did not mind playing nurse to Riley, after all they were friends –and sometimes, when one smiled too hard or hugged too long or stared too frequently, sometimes Ellie thought (hoped) they might just be more--, but that did not mean she enjoyed the thankless task. While one freckle-dashed hand lingered beneath Riley’s darker one, hardly daring to touch for fear that somehow the older girl would sense Ellie’s mounting affection from skin-to-skin contact alone, the other raised a soaked cloth and dabbed it gently atop Riley’s abrasions.

❝ Oh stop sulking you big pussy. You should be thanking me for getting you off him before one of the guards saw. ❞ She said a moment later, all annoyance replaced by a smirk that was designed to mock Riley’s demeanor. ❝ Are you gonna tell me what the hell happened back or am I gonna have to guess? ❞

❝ Did he insult Etta James? Angel Knives? Gimme something, Riley. ❞

#troubleifieversawit #;; stomp your fucking balls #;; short #this was meant to be fluff #oops #nurse ellie tho

indiecliffords

You are not my daughter, and I sure as hell ain’t your dad. We are going our separate ways.

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seemecompletely

It’s funny because that ending, everybody’s interpreted it so differently. In my mind, Joel and Ellie have already gone on this whole journey and Ellie is fully prepared – if finding the cure and getting the cure means dying – then so be it. But finally having a connection and a relationship with somebody, that becomes more important because it’s like, I’ve finally connected with somebody in this world. If your choice is to save me over everybody else in the world then…ok. I trust you now and let’s live life.

- Ashley Johnson

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