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my womanhood has never been threatened by a trans woman. i have never felt threatened by the existence of trans people. i am disgusted and repulsed by the actions of the uk supreme court. trans rights are human rights.

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[amyritter]

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shoulder of your shirtsleeve slipping.

a half drunken bottle of water resided at the aged rocks that guarded the lake you and ellie frolicked in,remnants of your lips that stained the top of the bottle found its way on hers that unfurled into a smile as a melody of giggles left them.

“ok ellie that’s not fair now.” you returned,your own laugher curating a harmony with hers as the water she splashed on your face cascaded down your body,the pair of you reduced to just your underwear as you dance around each other.

“mmm says the one who started it.” she teased as she closed in behind you,her dampened skin stuck to yours as she enclosed your waist in the grasp of her fingers.

“did i?” you said feigning ignorance tilting your head back to find repose in the crescent of her shoulder,soon enough the words exchanged between the pair of you silenced themselves as you swayed against each other,taking in the songs of nature that reverberated through the forest you stood in.

your eyes fluttered shut to bask in the moment,remnants of the sun broke through the leaves that took up the sky and shone on the pair of you,turning the pellets of water that resided on your skin into diamonds.

while your eyes closed,her remained open.with fear it would haunt her if she ever missed the chance to watch be. even in the most mundane of moments she found herself moved to just witness you exist-this slip of time was no different, “i love you.” she said,it came so second nature for her to do that she barely noticed the words leave her thoughts.

“i love you too.” you reciprocated,the words leaving yours just as easily.

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warm,her body provided a warmth a flame couldn’t,as you snuggled up in the quarter of the bedsheets that laid along your feet,the rest lost to the floor,you felt a faint essence of life whisper against your ear as chloe clung to you even when lost to the unconscious.

the reds and blues of the american flag wavered in the wind as the sun attempted to pierce its light through it,you laid there careful of not waking up chloe watching the fabric dance along with natures breath.

seconds ticked far in the distance and turned into minutes before chloe began to ease out her sleep,faint grunts left her lips and you could only imagine the wrinkles situated between her brows in this moment,expressing her short lived anger to the world for waking her up before she began demanding for your presence too.

a gentle kiss lingered on your neck and a gentle nudge at your arm before you got to hear her voice again.

“you awake?” she peered over to see the faint smile on your lips “of course you are.” she rolled back over-“how long?”

“long enough.” you turned over to face her. ”you should’ve woken me up.” she said as she wiped the sleep from her eyes as a yawn obscured her words, you softly chuckled as your fingers reached to tuck the strands of blue behind her ears “you’re barely with us right now.” you attested.

she in return shook her head,“i think eighty percent of me should suffice for now.” she whispered,her words laced with a slight rasp as she leaned over to paint your face with lazy kisses,love made itself prevalent from your neck to your lips and as soft and as welcomed as they are you halted them.

“i’d prefer to have all of you.” you took her face in the palm of your hands,your faces close enough to make out every detail of your lovers anatomy,enough to see her face contort itself into a slight pout. “i am all here.” she protested,you couldn’t help but hum at her baseless claims “says the crust still in your eyes.” you smirked and she rolled her eyes,her gesture shortly paired with a huff of laughter “got me there.”

defeated she laid her head on your chest,right where your heart pattered,to feel and hear the rhythm of your life against her ear that always lulled into a state of rest, “wake me up in thirty.” she mumbled already succumbing to it, “just sleep chloe.” you hushed, and that she did.

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the murky water beneath you rippled as the droplets that trickled down your feet which dangled of the edge of the pier provided gateway for them to reunite with the lake that outstretched infront of the pair of you.

your jeans were rolled up barely reaching your knees slightly constricted your blood flow,the sun slightly peaking above the horizon casting golden hues across the landscape bathed you and ellie as you basked in it.

this was the place you and her had marked as your getaway,a place where you guys found yourselves conversing till the moon and stars illuminated the skies,this was another one of those days too,when reality became unbearable to exist in the pair of you found escape,a moment of ease in eachother.

“i’m glad you’re here.” she suddenly broke the comfortable silence that resided between the two of you.

you returned her sentiment with a small chuckle “that’s unexpected.”

“you don’t think i am?” she scoffed lightly,looking in the slight bit offended.

“no no,i know you do but i don’t think i’ve ever heard you say it,you show it.” you satiated her doubt,”that’s a good thing if your wondering.”

“just- you know,thought it be nice if you heard it too.” she shrugged as she played with her fingers,a common habit for her to revert to. you smiled softly,gently running your bare feat against the water beneath you “it is ellie,it is. you know living in a world that doesn’t really give one much reason to live,your presence alone provides me plenty,that said i’m glad you’re here too.”

her eyes slightly widened,she’d always deemed her existence as devoid of any purpose,she attached all her value to being the chance of revitalizing society and having that taken away from her left her with nothing,however knowing that she was your reason for persevering through this hell was something profound to her,especially since she thought she’d inadvertently dammed the world to deaths that could’ve been prevented.

“you give me to much credit.” she shook her head.

“i don’t give you enough.” you tucked a loose hair behind her ear eliciting her eyes to meet yours.

a small second passed before she responded,though expecting a further rebuttal she replied with a soft “thank you.”

“for what?” you rested your hand next to hers on the wooden deck.

she quickly found yours,squeezing it ever so gently,“just thank you.”

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hardships.

navigating life with ellie after the passing of her found father was hard,she tried to sweep the way her grief consumed her under a rug and serve to you a more palatable version of herself so you wouldn’t have to share the burden that came with her emotional turmoil,but only your eyes could pierce right through her facade. where to her she was a stone wall,impenetrable and rigid,all you could perceive was a cracked glass closet,fragile in nature

and just about transparent,but these cracks were so complex it made it hard to fathom a full picture,seldom of holism.

often you’d try to gain more insight into where she was mentally,but in response she’d attempt to satiate your desire to know and mend with small fragments,bits and pieces that were never big enough to make any real progress.

stagnated your fingers bled and splintered as you tried to use the broken shards to fix what didn’t deem itself deserving to be restored,you’d place a piece and another would come crumbling down.

she saw herself as shards,sharpened edges dispersed amongst the floor that should be swept up and thrown into the trash,to keep your gentle fingers un-stained,uncut,preserved purities that shouldn’t taint themselves with the labor that came with dealing with her.

difficult to love,and yet you persisted,you bruised for her,wounded your knees as you begged for her to let you in.

till eventually she did,your voice too soothing,your kisses so warm and your eyes that spoke of love. your embrace held her broken pieces together like kintsugi as your fingers seeped gold into each laceration,gradually bringing together each segment. sure she wasn’t the ellie you initially fell in love with,but through her metamorphosis your love permeated through every phase.

soon spectacles of blued wings began to break through the hardened shell of her cocoon,she began to speak of joel,reminiscing their shared memories,her face would smile rather than it just being her lips that force themselves upwards,guilt in her laughter was no longer and a wash of equanimity softened her eyes.

you taught her to forgive herself,and he found it in herself to forgive joel.

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they took my child.

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i hate it when gameplay youtubers or just anyone in general claim to love ellie,but turn around and abhor her decision to not kill abby in the end simply because they view her as cannon fodder to avenge joel.

she was killing herself in the process of trying to kill abby,her deciding to not kill abby was an act of reclaiming control,choosing to continue life,letting go of this burden she’s placed upon herself and finally allow herself grieve joel and let go,and most importantly break the cycle of revenge because in the end it is and was truly futile.

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the ache my heart undergoes whenever i think about vi and how much she sacrificed herself,her childhood and her very identity for the sake of those she loves.

from such a young age she was burdened with the responsibility of leading by example,silencing her own suffering to louden the suffering of those around her to make sure they were catered to first.

remaining selfless in an environment like zaun that demanded selfishness to ensure the survival of oneself.

all her life she never got to choose herself,she’d give her all to others that when she no longer had no one to expand her very being too,to serve as a protector,i can’t imagine how lost she felt and the agonising guilt that festered in her mind when she couldn’t protect her loved ones singlehandedly once more.

she was just a child,just like pow pow and i think people have a bad tendency of forgetting such.

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ellie hc’s

•she be the type of person to doodle in her notes and get called out by the teacher for drawing ‘anime’,now she knows everyone thinks she’s gay.

•she’d try to impress you on a train by not holding onto anything just for the train to stop abruptly lobbing her onto the floor.

•wakes you up for her daily fitchecks and has you rate them,360’s and all.

•if you have any siblings she’d be the the type to tease them every chance she gets,doesn’t go easy on them during play fights nor during gaming “looooserr.” she teases whenever she wins her fingers in the shape of an l on her forehead for the theatrics,she’s really just a big ass kid when it comes to it,your siblings love her though.

•collection of rocks,most being ones that remind her of you,your eyes,hair colour,lips etc,she often brings you some from her frolicking trips,now you have an assortment of rocks scattered in your room.

•definitely has a scrapbook dedicated to the two of you.

•has made it a custom for you guys to go to photo booths at every special occasion,has an album of you guys throughout the duration of your relationship,each photo with a paragraph on the back whether that be a love letter or a recount of the memory you guys shared varies.

•has a nail biting habit.

•is lactose intolerant,yet persists and complain whenever her stomach starts sounding like a nuclear war.

•doesn’t care and puts her speaker up to full volume at the crack of dawn when she showers.

•coughs like an ipad kid to piss you off.

•her headphones also leak but she refuses to get new ones because she thinks everyone should recognise and appreciate her music taste.

•cycles everywhere.

•speaking of cycling she got into an incident going downhill cause she braked to hard,giving her a scar across her cheek and a broken hand,in a way it was a pyrrhic victory because she had you tending to her till she recovered,still has the cast in her room as a monument.

•has a fuckass busted backpack with your initial embroidered on one of the pockets so your always with her.