shelter.

you go, i go. end of story. ( personals, stay off my lawn. )

[farmlived]

hey tlou rpc <3333 are we still writing here besties or :)

[mothinked]

[jo-constantine]

[lethalwlf-deactivated20201017]

♞ - physically pick my muse up and carry them

manhandling starters ( @farmlived )

dance. party. get together. call it whatever you like, in jackson there were nights that were meant to be fun ( nights where you could stop thinking about what was happening outside of the gate walls and let loose ). some drank a bit too much which turned them into more obvious assholes such as seth ( ellie wouldn’t and could’t let go of his first time obvious bigot like behavior ) and some were there to enjoy life as it was.

get your girlfriend. sentence that kept echoing in ellie’s head, you couldn’t say that to her it would once again be stuck between her ears. dina wasn’t her girl friend anymore and why ask the green eyed girl to take dina home to being with. jesse could but no ellie had been asked and dina was happily tipsy, dancing away like there were no worries in the world. ellie still loved dina, she’d do anything for her despite what had happened and if she was asked to take the other one home she would.

trying to persuade dina to follow along, that it was time to go to bed and call it a night, the dark haired girl had no such ideas in mind. ellie could feel maria’s soft glance from across the room, it was time to get going. “dina, c’mon..” a cheeky smile followed with a shake of her head is all ellie got in return when letting out a quiet, dramatic sigh followed by “oh my god..” was the only sentence ellie let escape her lips as she quite literally picked dina up to carry her out from the building. she didn’t put up much of a struggle or a fight which was good cause ellie had enough to deal with not only carrying dina but the eyes that followed their path out. 

[jo-constantine]

 Man, imagine this place when everything was intact. You could just goof off, play some instruments. I bet we could scrounge enough stuff to start a band. You don’t know how to play anything. I mean, I could definitely figure it out!

[jo-constantine]

Remember, I don’t wanna have to shoot you in the face.

DINA in The Last of Us Part II

[farmlived]

what do you wish you could say?

"everyone else is more important than me."

you're deathly afraid of being selfish. you're also deathly afraid of being forgotten. all you want is to be somebody's favorite person, but that feels like a far off dream. you try and make yourself interesting so that people stick around you. it doesn't feel like that's working. you want to hang out more with your friends, but it seems like they're always busy or that they have better friends than you.

tagged by: @lethalwlf​ <3 tagging: oh god i have no idea who’s active anymore if you’re reading this, steal it from me and say i tagged you!!!!

[farmlived]

y’know consider this a lil meme call. just like this post and i’ll go through some of your recently reblogged memes and send you stuff!!

[jo-constantine]

[farmlived]

i love sending ppl a few memes at a time bc sometimes you just... straight up can’t come up for a reply to something so i like giving a few options i just think it’s neat

[farmlived]

y’know consider this a lil meme call. just like this post and i’ll go through some of your recently reblogged memes and send you stuff!!

[lethalwlf-deactivated20201017]

❣ –A hug after being separated :)

types of hugs ⤷ ☓ dina ( @farmlived )

      she was wet, she was cold and trembling but not due to being close to hypothermia at his point. ellie had no idea how long she had been gone, it was hard tracking days and time when your mind was elsewhere. it wasn’t going to be a big deal, just head out do what you had to do and get back. easy. the greened eyed girl never wanted dina to get hurt, she had to be safe and ellie had insisted on her waiting when she left ( she promised she’d be back and she kept those promises ).

shaking when dina draped her arms around her neck, body weight against hers made her relax though not completely. putting her arms around the other seemed impossible, she wasn’t sure where to place her hands or if moving even was an option. dina was still safe, she was warm and safe ( it was all that mattered ).

what felt like minutes were in fact just that until ellie gently hugged back ( dina never let go it was comforting ). cold though placing her hand on the other’s back to inch them closer together. words were hardly needed between them, dina could read and understand ellie perfectly. the silent atmosphere with only the dark haired girls breath being all she focused on, the calmness brought a very wanted feeling of being safe. no need to turn around to watch your back right now, dina made sure it was okay to breathe out. embrace the moment after being apart for too long.

[farmlived]

endvres said: trace "reverse"

dina is gentle, always gentle. a cautious hand on ellie’s waist, careful fingers through her now shorter hair. there may have been a time, before, when taunting remarks would be met with rough hands and playful shoves. the sort of adolescent poking and prodding to get a rise out of one another.

but they don’t feel much like teenagers anymore. now, in the aftermath, with seattle’s shadow still looming overhead, they provide each other small kindnesses. comforts they can find only in each other and in the distanced life they’ve made on the farm. far enough from the people who don’t, won’t understand. it’s a shelter they’ve made from the world.

scars still mar their skin, memories that no amount of time can erase. dina cannot wash them away, though she wishes she could. but she can press kisses to them, as she does now to the callus on ellie’s back, and try to convince her— we will be okay, we will be okay.

i showed you my scars and in return, you let me pretend i had none 

[farmlived]

lethalwlf said: trace

the slow draw of fingers along dina’s shoulder wakes her. it’s been months since seattle, but the wound is still sore; tissue so fibrous and hardened that she often has to take breaks from gardening, sometimes winces when she goes to pick jj up from his nap.

late summer, the harvest season, means days on the farm are long and hot. but it also means jj is tired early on, leaving dina and ellie to put him down and finally have some time for themselves. it’s mostly gentle touches, basking in the soft afterglow of an evening together, not even bothering to rinse off after. it feels good. it feels almost normal, like they’re finally getting past those ghosts that have followed them from jackson, from seattle. until they lay themselves bare to each other and find the reminders on their skin.

dina doesn’t say anything; just looks at ellie with doe-eyes and presses herself deeper into ellie’s embrace.

i showed you my scars and in return, you let me pretend i had none

[fresh-hot-rp-memes]

Send “brush” to accidentally touch one of my muse’s scars

Send “trace” to purposely touch one of my muse’s scars

Send either of these words plus “reverse” for our muses to switch places

[xlyre-art]

“i see you”

[keirametzofcarreras-archive-dea]

We have a family. She doesn’t get to be more important than that.

↳ Dina | The Last of Us Part II (2020)