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ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ! ⌞ #SCURPUSS ⌝ ; independent & semi-selective portrayal of 𝐉𝐎𝐄𝐋 𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 from The Last of Us (TV Show & Game) . Canon Semi-Divergent & Headcanon Based. 🇲🇺🇱🇹🇮🇸🇭🇮🇵 & 🇲🇺🇱🇹🇮🇻🇪🇷🇸🇪 🇫🇷🇮🇪🇳🇩🇱🇾. Playing through the game for the first time so things might be inaccurate but working on it. must be 21+ to interact! written by 𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙇𝙔 (she/they, 30+)

nsfw & smut allowed ; dead dove do not eat. mature themes ahead as i wish to explore deeper topics.

𝙰 𝚂𝚄𝚁𝚅𝙸𝚅𝙰𝙻 𝙶𝚄𝙸𝙳𝙴 𝙸𝙽 ⎯⎯⎯⎯ the apocalypse ; single fatherhood ; becoming a monster ; protecting those you love with blood on your hands ; scaring those you care about ; killin' for fun ; regret and redemption ; there's no chance for men like me ; learning to love yourself ; i'm not the kinda cowboy you're thinkin' of ; prickly thorned heart. 𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗚𝗘𝗥 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 ⎯⎯⎯⎯ self-harm ; self-hatred ; self-destruction ; gore ; horror elements ; nsfw topics ; & more.

carrd ⌖ rules ⌖ headcanons ⌖ ask memes ⌖ open starters

𝐔𝐏𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 : ⚠ blog wip ⚠ working on verses ⚠ working on bio

other homes ⎯⎯⎯⎯ @lunarrps (multi) ; @philanthropic (tony) survivors ⎯⎯⎯⎯ coming soon.

#pinned.#do not reblog #you can like but not reblog

"I stand by what I said." @mischieflawed

#status update #out of ammo.#Sorta #mischieflawed

APOCALYPSE HEADCANON

TODAY'S LESSON: COFFEE

If you manage to find coffee, Joel will forever secretly thank you. He'll do little things without you asking for awhile. That favor wears off eventually. But the man loves his coffee and will fist fight a Clicker for some coffee beans. Okay, maybe when he was in his twenties he would've done that. But he loves coffee very much and won't go out of his way to find it, but knows that other people have and is thankful for them. He takes his coffee with two scoops of sugar and nothing more. While he likes the taste of coffee he likes to take off the edge of bitterness with a hint of sugar. Much like his personality.

#headcanons #don't get between this man and his coffee if you can help it #also i'm tired i'm gonna go sleep now

mischieflawed

[TXT} [Clicker Bait] We both know you won't leave me to deal with them on my own. [TXT} [Clicker Bait] and I am coming. I found a corner store that hadn't been raided, and I was filling my backpack with snacks and drinks for us. [TXT] [Clicker Bait] Do you want a Snickers??? I'm getting the feeling you are hungry...

scurpuss

[TXT] { spazz } : Well aren't you lucky. Grab me whatever, some pain meds for putting up with you too while you're at it. [TXT] { spazz } : You earned yourself an extra ten minutes of me waiting. [TXT] { spazz } : You got exactly...600 seconds to get to the meet up spot or hope your luck continues and you can find me on the trail back.

#mischieflawed #verse: tlou 1

@mischieflawed continued from here.

[TXT] { spazz } : Take all the time you need then. [TXT] { spazz } : But I ain't gonna promise I'll be here by the time you finally catch up. [TXT] { spazz } : Then you'll have to deal with the Infected yourself.

#don't text me. don't call me.#mischieflawed #// hope this is okay to continue!#// pretending this is a verse they totally have phones or i can change it alksdfj

qveenofnoise

🎤🎶 —— "Ah!" she let out in an exaggerated gasp, hand over her heart. "Such heartfelt thanks, I can feel the gratitude wash over me." But she smiled, despite the sarcasm. "You're welcome," she said all too sweetly. Finishing her cup, she let out a soft laugh at his assessment of Maria caring about him. "That's what you think, maybe. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here, messing with your kitchen." Not that it took much convincing. Why she was settled at the Tipsy Bison, serving but also helping out with food. It was in her nature, it seemed, as much as music was. Not that there was much use for that, nowadays.

Deciding then to sit at the chair beside the sofa, she placed the empty mug on the table, making a mental note to wash it before she left. Manners, and all. She rolled her eyes at, quite frankly, unjust accusation. "Okay, con is such a...strong, inaccurate word. Think of it as being....neighborly. Or, if we have to steer away from that... Call it me totally buttering you up for a favor. Not like if you say no I'm going to grab the stew and hightail it back to my....drafty house." A soft laugh escaping her at the mere thought.

Not that she needed to, if that were the case, as he agreed. Her face brightened with a smile, "Thank you," soon pointing to her face. "See, that's how you would normally thank someone. Just so you know." But her smile remained, leaving him to it. "Maria sent me with a half a loaf of bread, by the way. She cares. I'll slice some of it for the stew."

scurpuss

The smell of the stew made his stomach growl softly. He'd have to get up and get himself a bowl soon. Even if he was being a little stubborn right now. It was hard not to be. That's what Joel was made of - stone and steel. Like some sort of strange mixture that he crafted with his own hands. Even now, Jane was proving him right in her own kind little way. No matter what someone does for you they always want something else. There was no harm in buttering him up to fix a door, but it was a point made. He wouldn't mention it though.

Instead, he finished off his coffee and stood up. His eyes tracked her empty mug and he picked that up too in the same hand. Whenn she pointed toward her face he bent slightly and said very exaggerated but with a straight face, "Thank you." He swatted his hand toward her should she protest. "You're a guest," he grumbled and walked to the kitchen. He placed the mugs in the sink then without peering around the corner called out, "You eat?"

It was in the privacy of the kitchen that he allowed himself to smile when he saw the bread that she mentioned. Maria seemed to be going soft on him. He'd have to be a little bit more of a pain to her and Tommy maybe. Joel appreciated the bread though. He scooped himself a bowl of stew and sliced two pieces, waiting for Jane's reply. Even if she didn't want any stew or bread he could always go for two slices.

#qveenofnoise #verse: tlou 2 #// look at him being kinda sweet lol

❛ you gonna be a good boy for me? ❜ ( from mia!! she’s probably patching an injured joel up and needs him to be still loool )

&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬. - always accepting.

Joel knew he shouldn't have bobbed. He should've a hundred percent weaved. That of course ended with a small metal shard in his shoulder. Nothing too serious and wouldn't entirely end his career. But damn did it hurt like a bitch.

He hissed when Mia placed her hands on him to get an idea of how to handle the wound. He had no patience for that and when she mentioned it being somewhere not so important he went for it. Joel yanked the thing out of his shoulder and let her quickly patch him up despite his squirming. His teeth ground together and when she asked him that question. You gonna be a good boy for me? The words echoed in his mind for a moment.

"'Scuse me?" He asked with a quirked brow, "Good boy? Really?" If she was trying to distract him from the pain then she succeeded. "What the hell, Mia?" He asked with a sigh and a small laugh. "Good boy. You sure you're not the one in pain now? Sayin' crazy stuff like that." Then the pain returned and he groaned as his head slammed back into the wall slightly. Muttering some colorful language under his breath.

#scribbled in blood #etoilebleu #etoilebleu: mia #verse: tlou 1 #// he's like 'tf you mean good boy' lol #// also oh yeah #// you get a gif from THAT scene

// ⚠︎ me: literally from texas how do we speak?

#out of ammo.#i just sometimes. also letting joel voice take the wheel so lord help us

qveenofnoise

📻🎶 —— A twitch of her lips came at the sound of his voice. Residing in his kitchen at the moment, a simmering pot of her best stew yet. Grandmother's recipe, Jolene Bardot's book residing at the counter, all that she really had left of her family. Worn and leather bound. Been through some things, and, well, so had everyone in Jackson. Placing her hand on it, as if needing to feel it's touch, she took a deep breath.

"Well that's not neighborly, is it? No thank you? No, good God, Jane, this is just what I needed?" she called out, a crack of a smile on her lips as she moved toward the living room, her own cup of coffee at hand, because she felt deserving of it.

Poking her head out first, she smiled, "Hi. I have stew ready to go when you want it. You don't have to eat it, but, I can at least tell Maria I made it all nice for you so, y'know, you don't starve like she secretly worries you will." Steps were made toward the living room, though she chose to still stand, sipping the coffee gently. "Do you owe me anything for the stew? Maybe...." She winced, "...checking my back door when you can? It won't close all the way. Like...the wood's warped or something. Keeping the heat out." She paused. "It's really good stew."

scurpuss

Most people would flinch at drinking coffee in the evening, but for Joel it was just like drinking tea. Didn't exactly put him to sleep, but didn't wake him up either. When he heard Jane's voice his lip twitched up into a small smile as he took a sip. As the mug his his lips the smile disappeared. It still echoed in his eyes ever so slightly. He finished his small sip before he licked his lips and returned to normal before facing her. "Thank you, Jane," he told her, though his voice was just a little too dull. "Stew sounds nice."

His accent danced around the word stew for a moment even if the sentence was finished. It was the best he could do. Being nice that is. He scoffed and rolled his eyes as he settled back into the couch again. "Maria don't care 'bout me," he grumbled and took another sip, "But I 'ppreciate you thinkin' that."

At the mention of her door he furrowed his brows. "So you came over to make me stew and coffee just to con me into fixin' your door?" He asked her as his brows raised. "Fine, but I ain't lookin' at it tonight. Tomorrow mornin'. Let me finish this coffee then you can bring me some of that stew." He put an arm on the back of the couch as he tried to get back to the matter at hand: enjoying a nice mug of coffee after a long, relaxing day at work. And maybe, just pretend for a moment that everything was normal.

#qveenofnoise #verse: tlou 2

coffee favorsopen to : anyone! plot : y/m brings joel coffee verse : season 2 tlou / tlou pt 2

Joel had been doing a great job minding his business today. He kept his head down, did his job, and moved on. Nothing crazy and nothing spectacular, just like he liked it. Even if he missed the taste of action, the older he got the more he appreciated a quiet evening.

So, when work was done he settled back into his small home and sunk into the couch. It was when he put his feet up on the coffee table - shoes still on - that he noticed there was a mug on the wooden surface. His brows furrowed for a minute. He pulled his feet off the table and leaned forward to see it was still steaming. Coffee. He knew who placed it there. He hooked his fingers around the handle and called out into the house, "Just 'cause you got me coffee, don't mean I owe you nothing."

He brought the mug to his lips for a sip and man, he will always savor every sip of coffee. He'd grow his own beans if he weren't in the middle of Satan's freezer.

#open starter #indie joel miller rp #indie tlou rp #// don't mind me. just getting things out there and such #// sorry for the light spam lol #verse: tlou 2

nsfw & smut allowed ; dead dove do not eat. mature themes ahead as i wish to explore deeper topics.

carrd ⌖ rules ⌖ headcanons ⌖ ask memes ⌖ open starters

#joel miller rp #tlou rp #tlou roleplay #indie joel miller rp #indie tlou rp #promo #self promo #still working on some stuff so consider this a soft launch lol

nightprompts

&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬.

( this is basically just a very self indulgent list of various fluff, angst, and suggestive themed dialogue sentence starters. )

❛ i could keep you safe. they’re all afraid of me. ❜

❛ i’m trying to fix your hair, so hold still. ❜

❛ your heart is beating so fast right now. ❜

❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜

❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜

❛ clean yourself up. you're getting blood all over the place. ❜

❛ here, give this a try and tell me what you think. ❜

❛ you can kiss me, you know. ❜

❛ come back to bed. ❜

❛ you look good like this. ❜

❛ working together again, it’s just like old times. ❜

❛ how is it you always know what i need, huh? ❜

❛ you’re lucky you got away with only a scratch. ❜

❛ i can’t imagine losing someone like that. i’m sorry. ❜

❛ you know you can always talk to me. ❜

❛ the only one who gets to kill you, is me. ❜

❛ so, what do i owe this pleasure? ❜

❛ ah, so you aren’t heartless after all. ❜

❛ may i have this dance? ❜

❛ it’s okay, you can touch me. i won't break. ❜

❛ enemies make the best lovers, you know. ❜

❛ hold still. this might sting a little. ❜

❛ we can't keep doing this. ❜

❛ you look like you've got something to say. ❜

❛ just relax and let me take care of you. ❜

❛ thought you’d be lighter without all that blood. ❜

❛ i had it under control. you didn’t need to do that. ❜

❛ everything looks so beautiful from up here. ❜

❛ you treat all your ladies like this? ❜

❛ well? how do i look? ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜

❛ do you mind if i smoke? ❜

❛ i’m scared of ending up alone. ❜

❛ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile. ❜

❛ how long has it been since you've slept? ❜

❛ you are losing my interest, and that’s very dangerous. ❜

❛ i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight. ❜

❛ you look really pretty right now. ❜

❛ i’ve never cared for anyone the way i care for you. ❜

❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜

❛ just a few more stitches and you’ll be as good as new. ❜

❛ i’d say we make a pretty good team. ❜

❛ i want you to forget this ever happened. ❜

❛ i'm here for business — not pleasure. ❜

❛ if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were jealous. ❜

❛ you'd look better down on your knees. ❜

❛ fine, keep acting like you hate me. ❜

❛ kiss me again. ❜

❛ are you asking me out on a date? ❜

❛ just sit there and look pretty and let me handle this. ❜

❛ you okay? caught you staring off into space again. ❜

❛ well, i do feel better now that you're here. ❜

❛ i'm not drunk enough for this. ❜

❛ why is it whenever we see each other, you’re covered in blood? ❜

❛ i was wrong about you. ❜

❛ the first time i met you, i had no idea you'd mean this much. ❜

❛ you gonna be a good girl / boy for me? ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of you. ❜

❛ books mean more to me than people anyway. ❜

❛ i just wanted to say thank you for protecting me. ❜

❛ how about a kiss goodnight? ❜

❛ i don’t have time for distractions right now. ❜

❛ you shouldn’t be out here by yourself. ❜

❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜

#ask meme #i swear to queue

aftrsglow

✦ — angsty plot ideas

INFIDELITY — muse a is in a long-term relationship that everyone around them assumes is solid, until muse b enters the picture. what starts as harmless late-night chats or friendly drinks becomes so much more with stolen kisses, guilt, along with the constant fear of getting caught. FORBIDDEN AFFAIR — muse a and muse b shouldn't be together. maybe they're tied to people in the same social circle, or one is in a position of authority. they've sworn this would never happen, but here they are, sneaking glances at the bar, brushing hands in elevators, making excuses to slip away when no one's paying attention. COLLEGE TENSION — two students thrown together by circumstance - roommates. lab partners. the unlucky duo stuck running a student event. muse a resents muse b's arrogance, muse b can't stand muse a's laid-back attitude, but the sparks of animosity blur into something else after too many sleepless nights spent side by side. WALLS TOO THIN — muse a and muse b live on the same floor of an apartment complex. at first it's mutual annoyance, hearing each other's arguments and hookups... but slowly, the constant presence breeds familiarity. when one of them goes through something messy, the other is the only one close enough to notice. REBOUND GONE WRONG — muse a is fresh out of a devastating breakup, and muse b becomes the rebound. someone to numb the sting and make them feel wanted again. along the way, the line between distraction and desire becomes indistinguishable. neither of them is sure if what they're building is real or if it's all just a desperate attempt to heal. LOVE VS AMBITION — muse a and muse b fall for each other in the middle of chasing big dreams: grad school, career moves, an opportunity abroad. the connection is undeniable, but so is the reality that love might mean sacrifice. do they hold on and risk resenting each other for what they gave up, or let go before it destroys them both?

#wishlist #i swear to queue

raesource

headcanon questions

if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the questions are being sent for . feel free to edit these as you see fit .

🌟 What’s something small they did as a child that hinted at who they’d become?

❤️ Who is the one person they’d drop everything for, no questions asked?

💔 What’s the one wound (physical / emotional) they’ll never fully recover from?

🗡️ What’s their “I’ve killed for less” trigger?

☀️ What’s their happiest childhood memory?

🌧️ What kind of weather matches their soul?

🍽️ What meal do they cook when they need to feel like themselves again?

🎶 What song instantly makes them emotional & why?

🌙 Do they sleep peacefully / fight nightmares every night?

🔒 What’s a secret they’ll take to their grave?

🪞 What do they secretly hate about their own appearance?

💪 What random skill are they weirdly proud of?

👶 Baby picture of them - what’s the most embarrassing thing about it?

🏠 Describe their home when no one’s watching—messy, spotless, chaotic cozy?

😭 What always makes them cry, even if they hate admitting it?

😂 What’s the dumbest thing they’ve ever laughed at for way too long?

🧸 Do they still have a childhood comfort object? Where is it now?

✏️ What nickname do they secretly love being called?

⚔️ How do they act when they’re furious but have to stay polite?

🩸 What’s the worst injury they’ve ever had & the story behind it?

🕊️ What would instantly calm them down in a panic attack?

🔥 What’s something they’d burn the world down to protect?

🌹 What scent reminds them of the person they loved/love most?

🪥 What’s their most oddly specific daily routine?

💔 What’s the one apology they’re still waiting for that’ll never come?

🃏 Are they the type to forgive / hold a grudge until the end of the universe?

🌌 What’s their biggest “what if” that keeps them up at night?

🦋 What was their “I’m not a kid anymore” moment?

🎭 Do they wear a mask in public? What’s the real them like underneath?

🧳 If they had to leave home forever with only one bag, what do they pack?

🌑 What’s the darkest thought they’ve ever had about themselves?

☕ What’s their comfort drink?

🖤 What’s a “villain” trait they actually possess?

🤝 Who is the one person they never want to disappoint?

🎁 What gift would utterly destroy them (in a good / bad way)?

🩹 How do they react when someone they love is hurt?

🌅 Are they a sunrise / sunset person - what do they think about while looking at their favorite?

🧣 What texture/clothing item makes them feel safe?

🦉 What piece of advice do they give everyone but never follow themselves?

🔪 What’s the most violent thing they’ve ever done for love / survival?

🦋 What seemingly insignificant memory do they cherish the most?

🌹 What is their love language & how badly do they need it right now?

🪨 What’s the hardest choice they’ve ever made?

🧋 What food/drink do they hate that everyone else loves?

🕰️ If they could relive one day of their life, which would it be?

👑 In their own story, are they the hero / villain / someone else entirely?

🌡️ What temperature do they keep their home at & why?

🧸 What would their younger self think of them now?

💌 What’s the letter / text they’ll never send?

⚰️ What do they want written on their gravestone / what do they want people to remember them for?

#ask meme #i swear to queue

// ༄ i need to continue working on my carrd maybe tomorrow. i have been in and out of laziness today just kinda relaxing and taking things easy for the most part

#out of the ocean