#endvres

[mothinked]

“ i’m not leaving you here . ” (for dina, but instead of leaving the farm ellie stays bc uh yeah)

                      𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 / 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓   ♡   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

Her nerves had been shot ever since Tommy came by earlier that day with his new lead on Abby’s whereabouts. Who the fuck did he think he was trying to guilt Ellie into going after Abby again after all the damage that woman had done to every one of them? She had given him an earful then told him to leave before his words could upset her lover even more. No matter what, Dina would be in Ellie’s corner. Wherever Ellie went, Dina went. And that was that. She understood that Tommy was hurting but so was Ellie.

Ellie got out of bed in the middle of the night. Dina felt the light creaking of the springs and dip of the mattress as Ellie moved followed by the soft scuffing of her feet as she left the bedroom. A knot had formed in the pit of her stomach and she needed to get up, even if it was just to ease her worries. After taking their sleeping son from his spot in the middle of the bed and gently putting him in his crib, Dina went downstairs. Her heart was pounding like a drum in her chest. She held her breath right up until she saw Ellie in front of the livingroom window, silently staring out into the night. 

The sadness that she saw in the woman she loved tore at Dina’s heart.

Her head turned at the sound of Dina’s approach. It was probably written all over Dina’s face how worried she was in that moment. ‘I’m not leaving you here.’ She murmured those words with such reassurance and tenderness that tears immediately formed in Dina’s eyes. Through blurred vision, she looked at Ellie. “Good.” Her body seemed to move of its own accord then, drawn to the warm and inviting frame of her lover. One arm went around Ellie’s neck and the fingers of its counterpart got lost in soft brown tresses as she held her close. 

“I was afraid Tommy had gotten to you.” Her lips tenderly pressed to her lover’s jaw. Then came another kiss followed by a third. “I don’t think I could handle not knowing if you’re safe. Not again.” Those few days at the theater were rough. The combination of being so nauseous and exhausted because of her pregnancy on top of being worried about Ellie had taken a toll on Dina. At last, their lips met and molded together as both of her arms tightened around the taller woman’s neck. She could taste the saltiness from her own tears.

[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 

[watchkept]

@endvres​ said : ❝ i brought you some dinner. ❞ sentence prompts

losing track of time is typical of him this time of day . after working on various projects around town , joel finally has time to work on something that helps ease his mind at the end of a busy day . the guitar in his hand is ALMOST finished , he needs to sand it down and then apply the coats of varnish . it sounds pretty damn good too if he does say so himself  .  her knock is light and she speaks before he turns around . he removes the glasses from his face and pinches the bridge of his nose while tossing the frames onto the table in front of him .  

❝  is it that time already ?? ❞ he asks with a smile and begins to stand .  only then do his bones remind him of just how long he’s been sitting forcing him to stretch out the stiffness from them .  damn he’s getting old . ❝  thanks kiddo , but you do know i’m the one that is supposed t’ be makin’ sure YOU eat  .  not the other way around .  ❞

[pryceism]

For each “⭐️” I get, I’ll write a headcanon about our muses. @endvres​ | Ellie

VERSE: The Last of Us

          When society went to hell ( the figurative kind, not literal ), Team Angel had been travelling cross-country for a case involving a series of bizarre mutations that were causing usually docile demons to grow aggressive. They found themselves in Pittsburgh where they had been collecting biological samples for further analysis, but it soon became apparent that neither demons nor the Infected were the main threats in the area - Hunters were. During a recon mission within the sewers, Wes soon became separated from his team due to a series of prowling Hunters and found himself fighting for his life when outnumbered.

                    He manages to pull through but his satchel containing his supplies and samples had been taken. He meets Ellie as she and Joel enter the city, noting that they’re in distress - it becomes apparent that the pair are very capable but having been in the area for some time, Wes offers his services as a guide in exchange for their help. Joel isn’t too certain but it’s Ellie’s bravery and belief in others that persuades him otherwise, the gesture which Wes is incredibly grateful for. Once they retrieve his satchel from a compound, Wes gifts Ellie a recurve crossbow and an enchanted Hamsa pendant - while regular tokens tend to solely be decorative, hers grants her additional stealth and protection when having to face opponents, giving her an advantage in this perilous world.

[erregent]

endvres replied to your post:          i’ve gathered from that post a lot of you...

can ellie give him a punch and then a hug

          y’know tbh the punch he’d respond better to he has no idea what human connection is like but i’M DOWN

[zagubionywilk]

@endvres​  --  HAPPY BIRTHDAY BIG BOAH!!!!! STAY SAFE AND HAPPY!!!!!

                                                          unprompted ask

LONE WOLF.    anders    !!    binch thank u v much    . .    i will big try    <3    !!

[zagubionywilk]

@endvres​  --  ❝ you’re bleeding. ❞

                                                               last of us

                >> ⚔️ <<        HE KNOWS.   SHIT,   it hurts too.    brows knit as he nods,   giving glance to the now    DEAD    human just out of cover.       ❝         i’m aware   -------   roach settle down.      ❞         he murmurs,   HOLDING UP    his free hand to the boxer who had begun to whine to get her to cease ‘fore his focus    RETURNED    to the woman he had ended up working with.   its been a fucking long day.

       ❝         i’ve    SUPPLIES    in my pack    ;    help me get the slug out.      ❞        

[baddcop]

“Listen, I enjoy this hug and all, but can you stop?” (insert a tiny andriod)

GRUMPY AFFECTIONATE STARTERS.  * ( NO LONGER ACCEPTING. )

      Gavin hadn’t meant to hold onto her for so long, maybe it was the anxiety, or maybe the protective shielding hug was meant more for him. Either way, the moment she expressed her distaste for it the detective quickly lets her go and steps away, though staying near her still as he scans the area. He thinks its safe, it must be now, right? He hoped so. Although, he wasn’t certain   why   he’d felt such a strong need to protect her, other than the fact that it was his job.       The conflicting conceptions of his hatred for android and his paternal instincts seemed to spin in his head for a moment after his initial defense of the girl, and he looks a bit lost as he continues to scan the perimeter. Once a feeling of safety washes over him he sighs and places his hands on his hips as if thinking it over, before he turns his head back to the young android.

“ You uh – You alright, kid? ”