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hatosaur · 3 months
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a super belated thing i drew for mother's day last year. i love them soooo much
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sillyunknownkitkat · 4 months
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Of course I don't want a baby! I'm way too young!
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me after seeing this : 🤰
it's Ellie's btw, we held hands 🤗
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piscexx · 5 months
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i kept seeing people draw all the tlou characters protesting for palestine except for dina so i drew dina protesting for palestine cause i know she would💟
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sagessensationalstuff · 10 months
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She wanted to scream. All the time she wanted to scream. I mean, Jesus, she did scream, every single day when it got to be too much she put one conversed foot in front of the other and she ran as fast as they could take her away from her house, their house. She ran into the trees and they ripped her clothes as she crashed against them and when she was sure she was far enough away (or her lungs simply couldn’t work any longer) she would scream. She screamed so loud it shook the birds from the pine trees and sent shockwaves through the dirt. 
She does it every day. And it never helps. 
Somehow, Dina never screams. 
Dina smiles. She rocks JJ in her arms and tucks Ellie’s choppy hair behind her ears like Ellie used to do for her. She washes their clothes and cooks their dinners and sits for hours on end so that Ellie can paint her beautiful face. She’ll put down her dishes to kiss her cut up lips, let her run away when Jesse’s parents come to visit, put on whatever music Ellie wants  — She’ll do whatever Ellie wants. 
That’s not entirely true though. She won’t let Ellie starve even though she can’t bare to eat and she won’t let Ellie’s grief rot inside her like floodwater in floorboards. She won’t let Ellie stay quiet, not talk about it, even though that’s all she wants to do. There was a time when Ellie actually wanted to talk about the bad things that had happened to her. 
About Tess...she had said, about Henry and Sam... 
No he’d said, you never bring it up. 
I wanna talk about it.
No.
Despite it all she’d still tried to talk about the people she’d lost, they’d lost. But Joel isn’t someone she’s lost. That wasn’t the half of it. It wasn’t his bleeding skull that was the problem, the skin of his leg turning purple from where Abby had put the tourniquet on it to prolong his suffering. No, that wasn’t even the issue. 
It was the way his fingers had flexed toward her as they locked eyes on that freezing floor. The way his lips had opened and closed, trying to say her name. 
What was he going to say? She’ll never know. They never got to talk again, and now she can’t either. 
Dina wants her to talk so bad, but she can’t make her either. So, she makes sure Ellie has her journal and her paintings, her woodcarvings and the garden. She makes sure Ellie has something to shoot (even if it is so that they can eat) and if Ellie wants to take her clothes off to feel better for just a little while, she’ll let her. Ellie knows that —
and it makes her sick. 
She doesn’t want Dina to do this. She wants Dina to let her disappear. She wants Dina to stop tucking all her own grief into a little shoebox and shoving it under the bed. She wants Dina to scream, to cry over her son’s father’s dead body, to blame Ellie for his death. She wants Dina to say no when Ellie asks and she wants Dina to stop making food that she knows Ellie will just end up vomiting into the sink. She wants Dina to stop rubbing her back when she wakes up with her nightmares and most of all she wants Dina to stop being so fucking fantastic, so loving, so perfect. She doesn’t want to be this way anymore, so alive and bright and touched by the sun. She just wants to go back to that godforsaken basement in Jackson, back to the cold concrete floor across from him. Wants her blood to pool with his, dead, gone, but maybe they would still be together. 
She wants to wrap herself around him. Take his limp and bleeding body and hold it in her arms. She wants to bear her teeth and growl at anyone who tries to get close. She won’t let them. She won’t let them take him away, won’t let them bury him, or take his watch off his wrist or his revolver from his back pocket. She won’t let them peel his jacket from his body and wash the blood out and his smell away with it. She can’t let them do that. 
Because he’s hers. Not Dina’s, not Jesse’s, not Maria’s, not even Tommy’s. Hers. She knew it, and maybe she’d pretended she didn’t for a bit because it was just like her to do something that fucking stupid and be an asshole to the only person who ever loved her but she knew. He may have never said it, because what a weird fucking thing to say to a person, but she knew. She was his. He was hers. 
Only he’s not hers anymore. And she’s not supposed to be his anymore. She’s supposed to be Dina’s and god, does she want to be Dina’s. Life would be perfect if she could be Dina’s, and JJ’s, and Tommy’s, and Maria’s. 
But she’s Joel’s. So she screams, and when Tommy comes and announces that she is in fact, not Joel’s (and not his either), she sticks Joel’s revolver in her back pocket and wraps his clothes around her stupid, immune, emaciated body. She packs food she knows she won’t eat and her own stupid clothes she knows she won’t wear. They smell wrong, they fit too tight, and they’re always going to be covered in blood. She packs a map and her knife and she peels herself away from the bedroom door where her family sleeps. Her potato, her Dina, her babies. 
They’re hers, but she can’t be theirs. She knows she can’t when Dina’s hands are wrapped around her face, begging to be. Stay she says. I can’t Ellie responds. 
And she wishes it wasn’t true but it is. 
Because she’s not Dina’s, 
she’s Joel’s. 
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maemation · 1 year
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Dina: Hey babe, can you-
Ellie and a 1yo JJ: *Fighting with foam swords*
Dina: What the hell is going on?
Ellie: JJ said a fight to the death was the only way to determine who gets to be your valentine.
Dina: Babe, he can only says the words ‘mama’ ‘no’ ‘up’ and ‘hi’
Ellie: Okay, and? I know what I heard him babble!
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theotherdodi · 1 year
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ABBY AND JJ
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abbystanaccount · 2 years
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A recreation of Naughty Dog's Halloween 2018 party 😄
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constance2425 · 1 year
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cinmonpunch · 6 months
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Ellie is a big baby.
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Part 3/? Kinky-fluffy-tober
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laisleite · 2 months
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Now I'm far away, these memories still remain
Art prints & posters HERE :)
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enamoredwithbella · 5 months
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WHY ARE THERE SO MANY VAGINAS AND TIDDIES ON MY SCREEN I CAME HERE TO READ FLUFF FICS HOLY GOD
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hatosaur · 1 year
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based on this shirt i found on etsy which ellie and dina would absolutely 100% for sure dress jj in
KOFI | PATREON
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olliesasimplething · 7 months
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Dina did not approve at first
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caprinyres · 2 months
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the beautiful wife her hot husband
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elliesproperty · 9 months
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random farm ellie appreciation 🫶🫶
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sarafroot · 9 months
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