Endure and Survive

“It doesn't matter how much you push the envelope, it will still be stationary." {Selective Indie Ellie Roleplay Blog } penned by panda.

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Sad and Soft  {Sentence Starters}

❛❛ I took your hoodie and I’m not giving it back. ❜❜

❛❛ Please just… just hold me. ❜❜

❛❛ C’mere. Lean on me. ❜❜

❛❛ You look like you need a hug. Come here. ❜❜

❛❛ I’m never leaving this blanket nest ever again. ❜❜

❛❛ I know you don’t like hugs, but… I could really use one right now… ❜❜

❛❛ Just stay a little longer. Please. ❜❜

❛❛ It’s so cold outside, but you’re so warm… ❜❜

❛❛ I’m sorry. I should have asked first, just… it reminded me of you. ❜❜

❛❛ Let me hold you for a while. ❜❜

❛❛ It’s okay. I’ve got you. ❜❜

❛❛ Everything hurts. Being with you is the only good thing in the world anymore. ❜❜

❛❛ Hey, hey, don’t cry. It’s okay. C’mon, come sit under the blanket with me. ❜❜

❛❛ All I want to do is sit and eat cookies and watch cheesy romcoms right now. But I’d love some company. ❜❜

❛❛ I brought blankets, takeout, and your favourite movie. I know it won’t fix everything, but it might help. ❜❜

❛❛ Please stay with me tonight. I don’t want to be alone. ❜❜

❛❛ I made some tea. Now, do you need to talk? Or should I just put on some music? ❜❜

❛❛ I’m not going to leave. I’ll stay as long as you need me to. ❜❜

❛❛ Your hair’s soft… I just want to pet it until I forget everything but how soft it is… ❜❜

❛❛ Shh, shh. It’s okay. You’re alright. You’re safe now. ❜❜

❛❛ I know you’re hurting right now, and I’m so sorry. Tell me what will help and I’ll do it. ❜❜

❛❛ I just want to see you smile again. ❜❜

❛❛ This is stupid but… could you sing to me? You have such a nice voice, and I think it might help calm me down… you don’t have to, but… ❜❜

❛❛ Lay your head in my lap and try to get some rest. ❜❜

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WHAT’S YOUR UNDERLYING MOTIF?

the dog

whether it’s the way you bare your teeth when backed in a corner, your loyalty, or your tendency to act on instinct, your reoccurring theme is the dog. like mitski said “i get mean when im nervous, like a bad dog” or how halsey said “i won’t smile but i’ll show you my teeth” even when migos said “dance with my dogs in the night time” the essence of the dog runs through you. you’re tough and a quick draw on the outside, but if we got down to it we’d see you’re acting the only way you’ve ever known how. it doesn’t make you bad, survival is natural, your loyalty and determination is commendable. i don’t blame you for the way you act when your back is against a wall, but please remember to not bite the hand that feeds.

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WHAT BODY PART ARE YOU ?

Lungs

Breathe in. The ability to breathe is almost completely reflexive, and like most things, it comes to you naturally, with little effort or meaning. Many of the diseases that affect the lungs are hereditary, is there some unknown family trauma there? Something someone wasn’t telling you? If we only inhale, we die. If we only exhale, we die. We need both. You have mastered that tactful dance, at least, until something unexpected comes knocking. Something that steals your breath away, that pries your oh so precious air from your lungs and leaves you cold, winded and alone. A collapsed lung cannot kill you, but it aches more than broken bone, it’s sticky and bloody and cloying. You can recover though. You always have. Breathe out.

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@xendure || let’s fix the game real quick 

days had passed since he’d found ellie at st. mary’s hospital with a tape confirming joel had lied to her. he knew she’d eventually find out, he knew he couldn’t keep the truth hidden forever, but he hoped he could. her knowing wouldn’t make a difference, it wouldn’t change the past - it wouldn’t fix anything. he caved under her stare that day, the intensity in her gaze & he knew she was telling the truth when she said he had only one more chance before she left forever. 

days had passed & joel hadn’t been able to catch ellie - when he did, she refused to speak. it hurt beyond compare, it froze the blood in his veins to be around ellie when she hated him like this. he didn’t regret choosing her, he didn’t want to take it back. he didn’t regret it. she was worth the guilt. 

it was dark out, but the light from inside the house illuminated the porch just enough to announce joel’s presence in his favorite chair, as did the quiet sounds of his guitar. eyes shot up at movement in the corner of his eye. facial featured softened immediately, “…hey.”

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It’d been days. Days spent in her room pacing back and forth in anger. Days spent smashing anything she could get her hands on when the rage boiled up inside her. Days spent sobbing until she couldn’t breathe and nearly hurled over into a canister. 

Days spent thinking. About everything. About anything. She was furious, and hurt in a million different ways than she knew what to deal with. Ellie didn’t know if she would ever not feel like this, but she wouldn’t know until she confronted the problem. Joel had been trying his very best to get her to speak, but that was exactly one of the things she was angry about even before this whole mess of emotions. 

She needed space. And she had finally got it for a while.

Now Ellie was ready to speak. Canvas shoes pressing against the wooden stairs, lifting herself up onto the porch where the man sat. The soft sound of guitar strings being plucked ceased. Immediately, worn eyes look up at her and greet her cautiously. A heavy sigh escapes her, as she leans against the railing. Back pressed against it, as green eyes cast back down to the ground. Ellie could still feel the unresolved anger bubble up inside her, waiting to be fixed. 

“We need to talk.” She starts, stating her purpose for coming here. Joel’s been trying to get her to talk for the past few days, so she doesn’t even think to ask if he’s ready. Ellie knows he is. Probably more ready than she was at this point. Her voice was low, and solemn. Green eyes returning back to him, intense and definite as her voice rings out in the quiet summer air. 

“No lies. I want the truth. Got it?” If Ellie even thought he might be lying, she might just walk away and avoid him for good. But for now, she was here. Willing to try and patch things up with the person that had cared for her. Ellie didn’t want to give that up, but she wasn’t naive anymore. 

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Ellie expected yelling. She expected being told to get off the porch and go somewhere else. She expected a lot of things that she honestly would’ve just taken because she felt she deserved it. All Ellie wanted to do was apologize for her actions, for hurting someone who had tried so hard to keep her sane and happy before Ellie left. 

The woman had been too shocked to even kiss Dina back, words of acceptance and love were shown to her with little hesitation. Tears pricked at the edges of her as thumbs rubbed across her cheeks. Green eyes still wide with the shock, the way Dina looked so relieved that she was alive instead of angry that she had left. Words had been gripped tight in her throat, and no amount of force was bringing them up. Her mouth opened, but only remnants escaped. Ellie found herself dumbly nodding, before Ellie found herself slowly wrapping herself around Dina. 

The motion was so hesitant, as if this was all a dream. That Dina would lash back out like some sick joke. She wants to sob and laugh all at the same time, and Ellie just found herself almost numb as tears just continued to fall down her cheeks and onto Dina’s shoulders. 

“I won’t...I-I won’t...” She murmurs, finally. A shudder escapes the woman as she holds onto her partner tight. “I missed you so much.” 

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[clenches fist] i just really love space

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   Everything I have found here ,I’ve not found by myself    Try and sometimes you’ll succeed To make this man of me    All of my stolen missing parts I’ve no need for anymore

independent joel miller from THE LAST OF US kept grumpy by: monroe established: 2014

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A MASTERLIST & POSITIVITY FOR LESBIANS IN THE RPC.

introducing OFLESBOS roleplay blog masterlist ! it’s no secret that lesbians have felt alienated & ignored in the rpc & have often times had to keep silent when it came to lesbophobia in the rpc & write non lesbian characters to get interactions. this blog will be here for you to find other lesbian rpers & lesbian characters & bring some positivity to the lesbians in the rpc. please REBLOG THIS POST and tag : your lesbian character(s)’s name, whether they’re an original character or canon muse, what fandom / or fandomless, and if the mun is a lesbian.

every character will be placed in a masterlist & please feel free to shout out your favourite lesbian characters or muns, be promoed on this blog or request something you’d like to see on this blog. everyone is welcome to be a part of the masterlist if you write a lesbian character.

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Not the response he expected from the intruder in his tent, and it forces a small snort out of him. ❝ Are y’now , dear ? ❞  

His eyebrow raises, arms moving to cross over his chest. He takes a moment to appraise the thief in front of him. She’s hardly more than a child: thin and lanky, more bone than girl from the looks of it.  Her hands are small and dirty where they hold her prize — a now half-eaten drumstick and a loaf of bread. It’s a pitiful, though not unfamiliar sight, and Molly feels the decision being made for him before she has a chance to reply. Not that she needs to know that yet.

❝ Well that’s good to hear . ❞ He crouches down into a squat beside her, placing a hand on her shoulder. ❝ That wouldn’t have anything to do with what you’ve got in your hands, now, would it ? ❞

Ellie hadn’t expected to get caught. Why would she have? It was dark, all the noise was centered around some sort of mess hall rather than the outskirts. Nobody had known she was there until he showed up. Turning on the light to find her snagging a bit of food that was easiest to come by.

Her remark had been something to try and save face, maybe a bit too jokingly but it wouldn’t be the first time it worked. But the laugh made her tense a bit, hands dirtied with not just the bits of food on her palm. Red eyes stared at her, gleaming in the low light of the lantern. She had to get out of here, and fast. This guy wasn’t buying any little act she might come up with. Dear gods, what kind of mess had she gotten herself into?

Eyes glance towards the exit, before looking back at the tiefling who was now right by her side. He was expecting an answer, wasn’t he. Her mouth felt dry, as she looked back down at her hands before a slightly delayed reaction to the question. Green eyes look down, before trying to act surprised.

❝ Oh geez ! Was that was I was doing while I was sleepwalking ? O-Oh man, I’m so sorry...I-I’ll just get out of your hair, and I’ll grab my purse from home and p-pay you back.  ❞  Her voice trembled, looking up at the man as his hand is placed on a tense shoulder. Bones felt right under the thin fabric as she kept the grip onto the food in hand. If she was going to book it, then the little thief was at least going to get her fill.

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I love that Joel is polite. that is the funniest shit ever. he kills tons of people constantly but he says ma’am and holds the door open

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YO I FORGOT i commissioned a sketch for ellie a long ass time ago.from my buddy rose like?? in February 2017. Fuckin loved this super cool i needed to bring it back up. 

you can follow her at twitter here 

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chasiingrain‌:

〚 ❣ 〛 It was a simple supply run, a typical one week run at that. Quick trip to the nearest city, grab what they can, and go back. In and out, quick as a whip. Chloe has left on runs and come back to drama before; it’s impossible to live in a settlement like this and not get cabin fever every so often. But when she leaves and comes back to Ellie’s arm bandaged up and tucked into a makeshift sling, it almost feels appropriate. 

“Ellie, we’ve all done stupid things that get us laughed at,” she says, forcing herself to stop laughing, though her smile stays despite herself. It feels strangely refreshing to have something so mundane happen, and Chloe can’t help her bit of amusement at the situation. But, Ellis is obviously hurt, and not just because of her arm. Her smile softens as she runs one hand, briefly, through Ellie’s hair.

“But you’re right, I shouldn’t have laughed. How does it feel?” In truth, she’s grateful she isn’t hurt worse. Ellie is resourceful, but not always the most cautious.

If her brows could furrow more, they would. Though, Ellie is not as serious as she’d like Chloe to believe. It just hurt her pride that she was being babied by multiple different people and now being laughed at was just a bit annoying. At first, she thought Chloe would just ignore her and keep laughing, but when it comes to a halt with genuine concern, it makes her feel so much better knowing there was at least SOMEONE that took her seriously. 

“Ah..Y’know. It hurts...but I’ll be ok. Tommy insisted on the sling, but it’s just a sprain. I think he did it so I REALLY won’t do anything with it.” She shrugs, and the annoyed expression falls away replaced with a lopsided smile. Finally green eyes meet the other, and a brow raises to direct the conversation away from herself. 

“How was the supply raid?” A pause, before her smile pulls at her cheeks just a bit more. Excited, but obviously trying to keep casual. “Did you, uh, find anything cool?”

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“I left for one week.” (FROM CHLOE PLEASE & THANK YOU

※ JENNA MARBLES - “I WANT A NEW FACE”  ※ || @chasiingrain 

Ellie pouts, as Chloe snickers at her bound up arm. She was hoping the sprain would be gone by the time she came back, but no. The day after her and Dina decided to climb as high as they could climb, Chloe was back. Ashamed and embarrassed, green eyes dart away as she doesn’t meet her eye. She feels stupid and the older woman’s laughter certainly didn’t help. 

“Well…I may have made a stupid decision.” The teen grumbles, her foot kicking at the dirt underneath her feet. Cheeks flush red from embarrassment, before she lets out a huff. “It doesn’t mean you get to laugh at it!”

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@xendure liked for a small thing!  ♥

When she first met her, Ellie threatened to blow her brains out if she moved… And being the kind of person who’d rather instinctively make such a situation as that worse than attempting to defuse, Alita encouraged her to do it. She prefers to engage every single possible conflict that looked her in the eyes. 

It’s been a couple months since then… Maybe. Who keeps track of time anymore, anyway? If it hadn’t been for the mass of infected interrupting their altercation, maybe things would have ended different. But right now, Ellie is the only person she has and has had since she lost Ido. 

“ So now that we have a moment of peace, why don’t you tell me about your tattoo? ” Her eyes are narrowed as she leaned over for a closer look. “ It looks like a butterfly. Is it just to cover the bite on your arm? ” 

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The decaying world made unlikely friendships possible to forge. While most of the time it’s inclined to make enemies, there were still the lucky breaks that pulled them together. Such breaks made it possible for the strange android girl and survivor to become a good pair. Ellie doesn’t question her much about herself, and Alita seemed content to have someone to fight alongside, not really asking Ellie’s motives on where she seemed to be going. 

With that said, they walked along decrepit pavement of an old suburb. Houses ransacked a long time ago and nature was reclaiming what was originally hers. Ellie was content with the silence, but when Alita broke it by leaning in to look at her arm, she nearly jerked back. 

Relax. She forces herself to calm down, for it’s been a while since someone noticed the bite that laid under the artwork. Footsteps slow just a bit to a more leisurely pace, as she finally spoke. “It’s actually a moth.” Ellie corrects gently, no ill will in her tone as green eyes look over the marked skin. 

“And yea, sorta? It was the reason why I got a tattoo, but the tattoo itself means more to me than that. If that makes any sense?” A lopsided smile pulls at the corner of her lip before her steps finally come to a stop. While the auburn was hesitant, she knew the bite was covered up. And even if she believed it to be a person who bit her, the tattoo has been healed for two years. If the tattoo had enough time to heal, it couldn’t be infected. 

Ellie holds out her arm to let Alita take a closer look. “Here. If you wanted to get a closer look, now’s your chance.”