#william miller headcanon

[navybrat817]

Hi Navy👋🏾 I’d like to play with alphabet game too —- A, N, and Q with Raymond, Will, and Steve from your “Ready or Not” series

I'm sorry for the delay on this, lovely!

And, my God, Ready or Not. I haven't updated that in years. 😭 Some dark themes ahead with Steve.

A - Alone time (how do they get off when they’re all by themselves? do they watch porn, is it all in their imagination, do they jerk off, do they use toys?)

Raymond would rather use his imagination, especially after seeing a particularly nasty video. Before you two are together, he loves to picture you on your knees, begging for him to fuck your throat or your pussy. And thanking him when he's finished with you. It always puts him over the edge.

Will is extremely disciplined. He has to be in his line of work. But even he can't help himself if you happen to send him a suggestive photo or text. Jerking himself off isn't as satisfying since he'd rather finish inside you, but it helps take the edge off when necessary.

Steve loves being able to look at you, so any visual is a good thing. Whether it's photos or videos of you. And of course, managing to have that pornographic video of a "couple" that looks like the two of you, it's easy for him to imagine that it's him fucking you until he gets his hands on you.

N - Not yet (orgasm delay? orgasm denial? do they tell their partner not to touch themselves for a certain amount of time or under certain circumstances? do they delay or deny other things like bathroom usage or food? do they need to beg first? do they like being denied / delayed?)

Raymond won't hesitate to tie to you his bed and shove a vibrator inside you if you try and distract him from his work. He'll mess with the settings and keep you on edge until he finishes what he needs to. He'll get you off himself, but you better apologize. And he'll remind you that while he does have a job to do, you're the most important thing to him.

Will sometimes has pent up emotions and aggression because of the assignments he had, so he likes having control. He isn't one to deny you an orgasm, but he wants to be the one to give them to you. So if he tells you not to touch yourself, don't. If you need to get off that badly, he'll do it with him fingers, tongue, and cock. He'll wreck you the way you need.

Steve, it depends on what you've done. If you try to run away, he'll overstimulate you until you're on the verge of passing out. If you mouth off, he'll edge you until you cry and beg for forgiveness. He isn't letting you go, so he good for him.

Q - Quiet please (what’s the volume like in the bedroom? are they quiet? do they scream? do they like a loud partner? do they prefer if their partner is more soft spoken?)

Raymond loves hearing you, but there's also something hot about covering your mouth and smothering your sounds as he drives nice and hard into you. It's like your noises are just for him to have. And when he releases his hand, it better be his name spilling from your lips.

Will may be a motivational speaker now, but he's generally quiet by nature. So he may not voice it loudly, but he'll keep his lips on yours or at your ear to praise you for taking him so well and being the best thing to ever happen to him. And hearing you moan his name is another reminder of how lucky he is to come home to you.

Steve doesn't want you to be quiet. Say his name, moan how much you love him. And he'll grunt how you belong to him, how no one else will ever touch you. You're his girl and he wants everyone to know that.

*****

Love and thanks! ❤️

Dirty A-Z with a character

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[whatthefishh]

Since I’m sick and dying

TF boys and sickness

Whose got the worst case of the man flu

Who refuses to admit anything is wrong until they have a 104 fever

You’re not DYING you’re just ill ❤️ hoping you feel better soon my darling

Will takes being sick super seriously. He calls off work, he makes his own tea, takes his steam showers, Vicks is by his side, has a line up of vitamins and meds he’s popping. He has it down to a science. He might let you help but mostly he’s pretty independent and sleeps it off.

Benny is annoying about it and texts the group chat ALL DAY since he’s bed ridden and basically has nothing to do, so everyone is subject to his thoughts all the time. Also has a marathon of movies running, eats all the wrong foods but chugs cartons of orange juice like his life depends on it. You have to remind him to take the medicine he needs.

Frankie is a soft little baby about it, he looks at you with his puppy dog eyes and you just want to take care of him, especially because he gets so sweet when you do. He showers you with praise as you hand him a warm cup of tea, staring up at you when you take his temperature and leans into your touch. He’s a baby lol.

And then there’s Santiago.

Santi likes to whine a lot. He calls of whatever plans he has, telling them he doesn’t know how long he’ll be sick for. To be fair, his knees also like to act up whenever he falls ill and he does go through it but it doesn’t excuse his bratty behaviour. He’s complaining all day about his nose, his head, the light, the sound, being hungry, wanting real food not whatever soup you give him, not liking the flavour of the lemon teas and insisting he needs to add sugar but you don’t let him. Eventually, you pass him some cough syrup so he knocks out but the guy somehow needs more than the regular person and wakes up sooner than he should’ve. He’s burying his face in your tummy, asking for head scratches like a persistent cat, and tossing the blanket over his head when you get up to close the curtains. He’s a mess. When he’s all better he makes sure to thank you the way he knows best 💖

#inbox 💌 #romana tag #stay awake with me #triple frontier headcanon #triple frontier fandom #Santiago garcia headcanon #frankie morales headcanon #Benny Miller headcanon #William Miller headcanon

[dailydragon08]

Ok but consider

Will is “ironhead” because he head butts and never bruises or concusses himself no matter how hard the other person’s helmet is

Obviously the stoicism/stubbornness makes the most sense for his character but this was just a thought I had.

#triple frontier #triple frontier headcanon #william miller #william miller headcanon #will miller #will miller headcanons #will ironhead miller #will ironhead miller headcanon

[serevena]

Thinking about Ellie fingering you.

Ellie Williams x fem!reader

warnings - provocative language, fingering (who would’ve guessed), graphic depictions of lesbian sex, not proofread!

a.n - this is really bad bcuz I’m literally only writing this because I’m bored and actually 0 thought went into this…if u saw the Abby version no u didn’t. Enjoy :)

“Can you give me another, sweet?” Ellie muttered under her breath, the smile evident in her voice. She dug her nails into your side, keeping you still as she pumped her fingers in and out of you over and over again.

She twisted her fingers a plethora of times before slowing down, picking up on the fact that you couldn’t utter a word. I mean, you could, but you were in a haze of pleasure. One that was too good to waste a second of breath on talking.

“Talk to me..‘know you can do it.” Her calloused hand traced your skin when they stopped piercing at your hip, caressing your skin slightly and occasionally grabbing it. She curled her fingers In a slow and steady fashion, eyeing your face the entire time. How the light from the gas station sign shone on your face, how your brows couldn’t figure out whether to contort into frowns or furrows.

How your hips bucked every time Ellie moved her finger over your clit. She couldn’t get enough of you. There were times where her eyes would feel dry just because she couldn’t look away.

“Ellie..” you mumble, feeling your body shake lightly. And Ellie knew what was gonna happen, and a wide smile crept on her face.

“Yeah.? Well..” Ellie pulled her fingers out of you and kissed just above your pussy before her fingers slipped into her mouth and her other hand went to caress your inner thigh.

“Gimme five more minutes, hm?”

#serevena #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams #ellie williams smut #ellie x reader #ellie williams x female reader #ellie x y/n #ellie williams headcanons #ellie the last of us 2 #ellie smut #tlou ellie #ellie the last of us #ellie #ellie tlou #ellie x fem reader #ellie miller #ellie williams x fem!reader #ellie williams oneshot #ellie williams x fem reader #ellie williams drabble #ellie williams tlou2

[elliesgaythoughts]

Teamwork makes the dream work!

#ellie williams #ellie x fem reader #abby anderson #ellie x reader #ellie williams x reader #ellie x y/n #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x you #ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams smut #ellie smut #ellie the last of us #ellabs #ellie x black!reader #ellie tlou #joel miller #joel tlou #tlou2 #the last of us

[lovesickinbed]

best friend!ellie who is actually in love with you and hates every person you bring home

you do not have the best track record with relationships

in fact literally every person you date turns out to be a major scumbag

and ellie knows this

because more often than not she's the one picking up the pieces and consoling you

when really all she wants is to tell you to leave those idiots and be with her

“look,” she says to you one day, as you're about to embark on another date

"just don’t… don’t go with him, okay?”

"i'm gonna be fine. he’s not like the others, he’s - he’s really nice, els. and sweet. i think you’d really like him.”

ellie scoffs at this, jaw clenching

“and I really appreciate how much you care. i do. you’re - you’re an amazing friend-”

that's what did it

ellie's gaze flickers back to you, all ice

any evidence of her previously gentle demeanour has completely vanished

"i’m not gonna like him,” she snaps. "as a matter of fact, i’m not even gonna try. you know why?”

she takes a step forward and presses her finger against your chest, hard

"because they're all nice," she continues. "jake was nice. alex was nice. hell, even brady was nice to you at first, but that got pretty overshadowed by the other girlfriend he had the entire time, huh?”

she jabs her finger at you to enunciate every point

“Face it,” Ellie huffs. “None of these guys are good enough for you. They’re all just gonna hurt you, lie to you, cheat on you, whatever. And if you keep going along this road, someday you’re gonna end up married to some deadbeat that treats you like shit and screws his secretary, all because he was nice.”

at this point ellie has you backed up against the wall, the distance between you so little than you can feel her laboured breaths against your lips

at her words, something inside you twists, and a shot of laughter bubbles up your throat

“Don’t you think I know that? Don’t you think that this is embarrassing enough for me as it is?”

“Don’t you think,” you spit, “that I feel like an absolute idiot every time I find out you’re right about the guy I’m seeing? That he doesn’t actually love me, that he’s just like the rest?”

“Because I do, okay? And the first thing I think of when one of these douchebags cheats on me or yells at me or lies to me isn’t even about how I’m feeling. It’s you!”

Ellie is taken aback by this, like a lot

"Me?"

“Yes, Ellie, you. I think of how your face gets all scrunched up, like - like this! Oh my god, you’re doing it right now.”

you grab her face with both hands as if to solidify your point

“I think about how you look at me like this, feeling all sorry for me and concerned and pitiful and I just…” your breath catches , a sob building in your throat

“I hate what comes after that, too. How angry you get, frustrated because you have to deal with this again and again and again.”

at this point ellie has to grab your wrist to stop you from jabbing the heel of your hand against your forehead repeatedly

she takes your wrists in her hands, concern etched into her features

"hey, hey. i'm not mad at you. i'm never mad at you."

you whine like a little kid when you respond

"yeah, you are"

"'m never mad at you," ellie assures you, pulling you into a hug. "just hate seeing you get hurt. it fucks me up, seeing what those guys do to you. and yeah, it makes me fucking pissed."

you're still really upset, choking back sobs as ellie rubs your back

"i know you think i'm pathetic," you say softly

and ellie's like what?????

because she doesn't think that, ofc she doesn't

"said it yourself. 'm never gonna meet a guy that's good to me. why bother, right?"

"no, that's not what i--" ellie cuts off, struggling to find the right words. "i didn't mean it like that."

"what'd you mean then?"

ellie's in physical pain trying to find a way to say this

because tbh she's been avoiding it for a while now

"just meant that... like, these guys, they're... they're idiots, because you're absolutely gorgeous and they don't see that"

"you don't think that guys find me pretty?"

"what? no! of course they see it. they just don’t notice the little things, you know? like the look you get when you aced a test and you’re about to tell me about it, or how you refuse to wear anything but a skirt even when it’s freezing out-”

what ellie's really trying to say slowly dawns on you

"ellie-” you cut in

“I mean, not that I’m complaining or anything-”

“ellie.”

“I just mean that there’s a million little things that make you who you are that these guys just don’t get. And I could spell it out for them, hell, I could even put it on like, a huge billboard and they still wouldn’t get it. Because that’s just who they are. And it makes sense that you’re shocked by it every time, because it makes no sense-”

“Ellie.”

“Fuck it,” Ellie curses below her breath, before grabbing your face in her hands and meeting your lips with hers

and it was one thing for her to kiss you, but God, it was another thing completely for you to kiss her back

it's completely electric, and ellie can't even believe it's happening

you pull away first, breathless

"you gonna let me talk now?" you ask, your words coming out muffled because ellie's hands are still planted firmly on your cheeks

"no," ellie says, and then dives into you again

when she finally, reluctantly, pulls up for air, you try a second time

"ellie," you whine, and she laughs and kisses you again quickly

"okay," she breathes, "talk."

you're just trying to make sense of the situation right now because everything is happening so suddenly

"you like me," you say, looking for confirmation

"i love you," ellie corrects, "i love you, and i swear that if that airhead comes into this room in the next five minutes to pick you up for that date, i'm going to punch his lights out"

"hey," you pout, "michael is nice"

ellie rolls her eyes and says "there you go again with the nice"

"fine," you laugh, "no more nice guys. i don't like 'em anyway"

"well that's a surprise"

you hum against the crook of her neck, "don't like nice guys. love you, though"

"good," ellie murmurs against your hair, "'m sick of 'em. don't wanna see 'em around my girl again"

"no more nice guys," you solemnly agree, "just mean, scary ellie"

"that's right," ellie agrees, before leaning down to kiss you again and again and again :))

#this is not proofread LMFAO #v rushed but just some cute thoughts #tlou #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams smut #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams angst #the last of us #tlou 2 #the last of us 2 #ellie the last of us #joel miller #ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams fic

[elliespassagerprincess]

Hi okay so hear me out , fem reader x mean Ellie, so the reader feels insecure about her looks and ellie seems tired of it and straps the reader in front of the mirror to prove how pretty the reader is , making the reader look at theirself and mean Ellie slaps the reader if they ever disagrees or look away

Pretty girl - (ellie williams x reader)

Hi anon, fuck yes this is fr Ellie coded. And also just a warning I suck with writing smut so i'm sorry if it's bad.... i hope you enjoy

Pairing: ellie x fem!reader

requests are open again! send me your silly thoughts:)

warnings: 18+ MDI, slapping, strap usage (r receiving), insecurities, kinda mean ellie, mirrior sex

Summary: in which she showed her girl how pretty she really is

authors note: ugh it feels so good to be back, i have 12 drafts so be ready yall and also new gore fics coming soon because... live laugh love gore

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"take it" she said through gritted teeth as you felt her pound into you.

"I'm sorry" you cried through broken sobs.

You knew it was your fault. You knew you were the one that yourself into this position.

You and Ellie sat on the couch earlier that day, it was peaceful, the two of you silently sitting together.

A tiktok video landed on your fyp and you couldn't help but rewatch it over and over again.

She was so fucking pretty. She was everything you weren't.

It made you sick to your stomach.

Your gaze fell to Ellie as you imagined her with this girl. They'd make such a good couple, like those couples they put on the front page of magazines.

You wondered what Ellie thought when she saw girls like these on her fyp.

Does she wish you were someone different?

"Baby?" You felt her cold hand on your thigh, as she gave you light squeeze.

"Are you ok? You've been watching the same video over and over again" She asked with concern.

"Yeah" you replied hesitantly.

"I was just thinking"

"thinking of?"

You let out a sigh as you turned away from Ellie, you felt embarrassed to admit this.

"Well she's so... she's so pretty" you started.

You gave your phone to Ellie and you watched as she looked at the girl.

"I'm not that pretty, and I wish I looked like that honestly"

"what did you just say?"

You weren't supposed to answer her question. You weren't supposed to say anything.

But you did.

You fucking answered her.

"I wish I was as pretty as her" you said softly, you felt her eyes burning holes into the side of your face.

You missed the way Ellies jaw ticked, you missed the way the frown deepened on her face, you missed the way her eye twitched.

The girl she loved the most was insulting herself and it broke Ellie's heart.

She wished you saw yourself the way she saw you.

The only thing she could do was to show her girl how pretty she fucking was.

Now here you were, on your knees in front of Ellie's massive mirror.

The rug on the floor was burning into the palms of your hands and knees, tears were streaming down your face, and drool fell from your lips. Your ass stung and your cheeks were red from where Ellie slapped you repeatedly.

She wad ruthless with her pace, not giving you time to think.

She was fucking you stupid.

"C'mon baby" she said out of breath

"tell me how fucking pretty you are" she pinched your nipple and you let out a squeal

"Ellie please"

you felt her hand harshly hit your cheek, you moaned at the stinging feeling it left behind.

"i said tell me how fucking pretty you are" she repeated herself.

She was getting impatient. You could feel it in her pace.

"I'm pretty" another slap fell onto your cheek

"I didn't hear you"

her thrusts got harder. faster.

god you felt her in your stomach.

"im pretty!" You repeated louder.

"Now look at yourself in the mirror when you say it"

you slowly looked up into the mirror taking in your appearance.

You looked fucked.

You looked up at Ellie and there was a proud smirk on her face as she looked at where you and her strap were connected.

"Talk baby, or you won't cum" she said before slowing down .

You let out a scream of frustration, and she giggled.

She fucking giggled.

"please- I'll say it, but please don't stop" you begged.

A fresh coat of tears covered your face.

You were fucking pathetic.

Ellie picked up her pace and you moaned with relief.

"talk" was all she said.

You made eye contact with yourself in the mirror, your mouth fell open, and your eyes rolled to the back of your yeah.

She made you feel so fucking good.

"I'm the- the p-prettiest girl alive"

"that's my fucking girl"

She sped up, you weren't sure how she managed to, but she did. Her fingers roughly met your clit and you moaned at her touch.

You felt something build in your lower stomach. You were so fucking close.

"Ellie" you whimpered

"I know pretty girl, it feels good... c'mon let it out" she spoke to you so gently, like you were the most fragile thing ever.

But in reality she was fucking you senseless, but you loved every fucking second of it. She rubbed your clit for a few more seconds before you felt something snap inside of you.

You moaned loudly, and your body started shaking.

"there you go... my pretty girl" Ellie muttered on top of you as you came down from your high.

You both were breathing heavily, and you made eye contact with your girl through the mirror.

"Hi" you said with a shy smile. All Ellie did was smile back before you felt her move her cock at a steady rhythm once again.

"Ellie" you said softly, as you hissed at the feeling still sensitive from your last orgasm.

"I wasn't done with you, we still have a lot to learn.." she spoke as she thrusted into once again

"now look yourself in the mirror and repeat after me... 'I am the prettiest girl alive"

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[cowgurrrl]

More domestic Joel Miller headcanons because I can’t stop thinking about him

When Tommy and Maria have their daughter, Joel absolutely falls in love with her. You two take turns helping the new parents out so they can get some sleep which means you get to watch Joel hold the tiny baby

He will bounce her around the dimly lit room, humming whatever song is stuck in his head, and his curls are a mess on top of his head and he looks so tired but he’s so happy

As she gets older, she clings to him and cannot get enough of him

One time you were walking through town together and you heard a very loud “UNCA JOE” coming from behind you

Joel lit up like a Christmas tree when he turned around and saw the little girl abandoning Maria to rush across the town square and into his arms

She and Ellie become fast friends and the two become little trouble makers despite their 14 year age gap

Speaking of trouble, Ellie constantly makes fun of how affectionate you and Joel are at home. On patrol, you keep it professional and barely even kiss each other goodbye. But, once you’re in the comfort of your own home, all bets are off

This man was so touch-starved for so many years but now that he has you, he is the clingiest man alive

Joel will come up behind you when you’re doing something and wrap his arms around you, kiss your neck, tickle you, whatever he needs to do to distract you

He LOOOVVVEEESSS laying his head in your lap and letting you run your fingers through his hair while you ramble about your day

Can’t fall asleep unless he’s touching some part of you

He has a horrible habit of smacking your ass any chance he gets (poor Ellie)

“You guys are gross,” she’s yelled across the room so many times you’ve lost count. Joel thinks it’s hilarious each time

“You’re gross,” he’ll accuse before letting go of you and turning to face her. “You don’t have to be so jealous. There’s enough Joel Miller to go around.” He teases before wrapping her in a big hug and spinning her around the room

Her squeals of laughter could power a whole city as she screams at him to put her down

Loves cooking even if it took him a long time to learn

You and Ellie grinned your way through some truly awful meals but he got better and now you actually look forward to when he cooks

Teaches Ellie how to cook even though she’s more impatient than he is

You manage to snap a Polaroid of the two of them at the stove with their backs to you and under it you wrote “Chefs Miller + Williams”

Oh my god the nicknames they would come up with for each other

Ellie Bellie was the first one and then it quickly divulged into Elle Belle, Bellie, Smellie, Smell, Elle, and so many more

At one point, you were each calling her Beleanor Roosevelt

Joel’s nicknames get cycled through pretty quickly: Joey, Jo Bro, Joel Bowl, Bowl, Grumpy McGrumps (curtesy of Ellie), Goel (Joel’s drunk alter-ego) and whatever else ends up sticking

Joel is one of the most intelligent men you have ever met and you would (and have) trusted him with your life but Jesus Christ is he oblivious when Ellie starts dating

Sarah wasn’t really interested in dating so Joel never had to talk to her about anything but with Ellie EVERYTHING is different

Ellie never really came out in the sense that she never sat you two down to have an emotional conversation. She just kinda came home with Cat and told you she was her girlfriend

You were being a typical protective figure for Ellie and asked Cat lots of questions but even then you weren’t sure if you thought Cat was right for Ellie. Joel, however, was surprisingly quick to welcome Cat and didn’t have any qualms about Ellie dating

When you asked him about it later, he shrugged and said, “I think it’s nice that Ellie has good girlfriends like her”

“No, Joel. Cat is Ellie’s girlfriend not a girlfriend”

“I’m lost”

Once you explain it to him, he goes into Ellie’s room and they talk for a long time about God knows what

Joel Miller may be from Texas but that man supports his daughter, no matter what

Neither of you ended up being a huge fan of Cat but once Ellie and Dina start dating, it’s over

Joel invites Dina over for dinner every chance he gets and embarrasses Ellie each time but Dina loves it

Subtly tries to teach Ellie love songs on the guitar

Ellie subtly lets him

You subtly fall deeper in love and the life you have built with them

In conclusion, Joel Miller would be the sweetest little domestic guy if given the chance.

Give me my last paragraph back or give me death 🍓🍓🍓

#ellie williams #joel miller x reader #the last of us #the last of us x reader #joel and ellie #joel miller #joel miller drabble #joel miller fic #joel miller the last of us #joel tlou #joel miller headcanon #tlou headcanons #i wrote this for me but you can read it too i guess

[charliehoennam]

aftermath.

A/N: nobody asked for this, but all I've seen is Will smut (which I totally love, don't get me wrong) but I need some vulnerable Will

Pairing: Will Miller x f!reader

Warnings: grief, mourning, sad!will, mentions of death, mentions of Will's military past and Tom's funeral

One of the things you've always admired about Will is his strength. He was always the one to put on a brave face and push on. The captain in him had the duty of moving forward and completing whatever mission was at hand, whether it was getting his team to the landing zone or grocery shopping day at home.

It was that very same strength he possessed that got him through the darkest times in his life.

Losing his war veteran grandfather, losing his comrades in combat or to the haunting PTSD that they tried to chase away with substance abuse.

Before you came into his life, before he realized that he was lost in the same fog of that purgatory of PTSD, shutting his emotions out is the only thing he knew. After all that time, he came to believe it was easier than having to deal with them.

It just wasn't a priority; a moment of tears he refused to share with anyone anywhere other than sat naked and alone on the shower floor.

Tom wasn't the first friend he'd lost, but it doesn't mean it made losing him any easier.

It was easy for him to plaster a smile and bury his grief deep down until he felt it was time to unbury it and mourn.

Getting to that point of self-awareness was a victory in itself.

It took so much patience and love and pain, not only on his behalf but yours as well, to help him to understand what he was really struggling with.

He hadn't realized it had gotten so uncontrollable until the incident at Publix - the grand revelation of the weapon he could be, once shred of his humanity, provided the cathartic acceptance of the fact that he needed help.

Upon federal investigation, the story they told was that Tom had been shot and killed in a tragic mugging incident on their consultation trip. Just a boys' night out gone bad.

It wasn't too hard to believe, given they were 5 foreigners in a country that wasn't theirs. The heat from the Feds didn't last long. Thanks to Santiago's few but faithful contacts, that investment was quickly brought to an end.

It's barely 6 a.m. and you're stood in the kitchen making coffee, still processing how this all happened.

Your black dress is simple but elegant and modest against your body. Despite the itchy fabric, you can feel the early morning chill soaking through.

The dripping of the coffee maker lures you into a whirlwind of thoughts. You watch the droplets of dew form on the kitchen window against the cloudy sky which threatens to rain.

You start to second guess the toast when it pops up in the toaster. You're not the slightest bit hungry and you're positive Will won't be either, but you have to try.

He hasn't eaten right in the past couple days. You didn't say anything, but you've noticed the few bites he'd given his food and the way he'd pick at it.

He should've been ready and downstairs by now, so you decide to go up and check on him.

Moving forward is hard for most people, but for Will, it's what keep the pain at bay. The problem is when he stops.

Like a tornado, he's left with the screaming silence and the damage it left in it's wake.

Now that he's home, the mission of bringing Tom home is complete, the hard truth that his friend and mentor is gone has begun to sink in.

You gently knock on the door as you reach your shared bedroom.

"Honey, do you want any help?"

"I'm good, sweetheart. I'll be right out."

You can hear him sniffle despite his attempt to sound as normal as possible. Unconvinced, you turn the knob and open the door.

He's sat on the edge of the bed wearing a simple black suit as he looks back over his shoulder at you with a Marine coin in hand, a gift from Tom when Will confessed about his therapy sessions.

You aren't too surprised to see he changed out of the formal military blue suit he had out on earlier.

The ribbons, the medals, the badges... He couldn't put them on without feeling the crushing and staining weight of guilt.

"Lat minute outfit change?"

The corner of your lips curl in an attempt to smile, hoping to cheer him up with a bit of tease.

"I was gonna wear my dress blues, but..." he trails off for a moment to swallow hard. "Just didn't feel right."

Without a word, you quietly walk over and sit beside him. You're not sure what he needs right now, but you don't want him to feel alone.

"Black is more flattering if you ask me," you speak up.

His beard twitches as he attempts to smile. He knows you just want to help him feel better. Yet all he can do is stare down at the gold coin.

"Five times... Five times. Five close calls. And he survived them all. He didn't deserve to go out like that. He just wanted to help his family."

You fight back tears as you listen to him with an arm wrapped his back as you press your cheek to his shoulder.

"I told Santi to get him in. I said I'd go if Tom was in. Tom didn't even want to go in the first place. He didn't-"

There's a crack in his voice which he catches it in his throat to compose himself. He sniffles letting a tear cascade down his cheek only to wipe it away quickly, hoping you hadn't seen it.

"This isn't on you, Will."

He nods although you both know deep inside that he won't stop blaming himself.

"When you told me you were a marine, I knew the risks that came with that, Will. Every knock on the door had my heart racing. But I decided to stay with you because I love you. There wasn't a person on earth or a God in the sky that was gonna tell me otherwise. I knew the risks and I took 'em anyways because not having you would've hurt more... I don't understand how fate works other than we all end up the same. What I do know is that all we can do is love our close ones and cherish the good memories you have of them."

With a tearful and silent nod, he lowers his head and rests it against your chest. His arms lock around your waist as he surrenders to the tears in your embrace.

The tears quietly trickle down your cheeks as you listen to him finally breaking down.

With your lips pressed against his golden hair, you hold him in your arms and stroke the hair on the back of his neck to soothe him for as long as he needs.

All you can do is hold him through it and he couldn't be more thankful to have you in such a vulnerable moment after having faced them on his own for so many years.

Just the feeling of not being alone was overwhelming enough, but to have you holding him and reminding him of the things that are easy to ignore in grief give him hope.

Although he feels he's coming apart, he knows that he'll have the strength he's always had.

It's different now. It's not the strength to bury and forget; it's the strength to heal.

With a sigh of relief after a long, vulnerable moment, he pulls away from you and nods, mentally assuring himself that he's alright.

Upon arriving at the church, you're greeted by Molly so you offer your deepest condolences due to the circumstances. Just as Will, you find that the guys have all opted to wear normal black suits instead of the formal military uniform and you wonder if it's for the same reason.

"Sorry for that," he sniffles wiping his eyes as he tries to regain his composure, swallowing hard with guilt. "We should get going... I don't wanna be late."

You remind him that there is no need to apologize and that he can take the time to splash some water on his face to help him recollect before leaving.

Frankie doesn't say a word other than to Molly and the girls, apologizing for their loss. Throughout the priest's religious ceremony of easing words, Benny's apathetic eyes are glued to Tom's casket set in front of the church between his military portrait and a beautiful arrangement of white flowers. During Will's heartfelt eulogy, Santiago keeps his head lowered as the guilt consumes him.

The grift and sadness during the wake only follow and weigh heavier during the long walk to the gravesite, lingering among the guests of the funeral like a dark cloud. It's only reflected in depths by the light rain pitter-pattering all around.

The military traditions at the funeral leave a bitter tinge of irony in the boys as they watch Tom's casket lowering into the ground.

Tess's happy big doey eyes are now swollen and red as she cries under her mother's arm, hugging the folded flag as if it were her dad, while Molly holds her other and youngest daughter under the other arm.

Looking over at Will, you see that he's trying his hardest to keep his strong facade as well as the boys.

You slide your hand into his and whisper to remind him he's not alone and doesn't have to feel alone.

With a gentle squeeze to your hand, he nods.

"You with me?"

"I'm with you."

You and Will - as well as the guys and Tom's family - are the last to leave, reminding Molly that you're more than willing to help with anything.

Will, however, lingers a moment to speak to her private and tells her about the fund. You can tell from her reaction, she's genuinely surprised and thankful, relieved to know that she'll be able to pay for the funeral.

Having called your boss the previous day to let them know you wouldn't be going to work due to the funeral, you take the rest of the day off to recover from the overwhelming day after the funeral.

The drive home is quiet save for the rain against the car and the windshield, echoing into the vehicle which you insisted on driving to give Will some mental ease. He didn't put up a fight. He was quite relieved you'd offered.

In spite of being eager to understand how he's doing, you refuse to burden him with constant questions and decide to respect his mourning process. So, you keep a hand on his thigh to remind you're in this together.

He doesn't mind it at all. In fact, he is grateful for your respect and your thoughtfulness. His hand rests over yours and doesn't leave until you have to pull your hand back to turn the steering wheel, but it finds it's way back onto his leg, warm fully welcomed by his engulfing hand.

As you're undressing in your room, Will's hand catches yours while you're unzipping your dress.

"Thanks... I don't know about you, but I'd say this weather is perfect cuddling weather," you share letting the dress hang loosely off your shoulders.

Will smiles shyly as if you'd read his mind and locks his arms around your waist.

"I couldn't agree more."

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[peterparkersnose]

Rough Day

pairing: Joel Miller x fem!reader

word count: 1k (short but sweet)

warnings: death (not prominent character death), child abandonment, descriptions of medical terminology, not angst but reader is comforted by joel, defined relationship with reader x joel

a/n i cannot wait for the last of us, im writing so much joel content to feed you babes in late december/early january (and after jan 15 when the show airs) title is not to be compared to the iconic din djarin fanfiction, it just fit too perfectly to pass up and make a possible reference (update 01/16/23 first episode was brilliant. only word i can use to describe that masterpiece)

summary Y/N comes home after a hard day of working at med bay and Joel comforts her

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The walk home seemed longer tonight. Maybe it was because of the sheer exhaustion from not sleeping in almost days, or maybe it was just from the horrible day you had.

The vision of the woman with the fresh bite on her leg plagued your mind.

Her sobbing baby next to her made matters even worse.

The tourniquet didn’t work. The infection spread too fast. The woman didn’t even know she was bitten for days. How could you not notice an open wound on your leg?

How could Tommy had let someone into the compound who was clearly not well?

You shook your head as you fumbled through your keys to get the right one. It was silent. The crickets were even gone, nothing else moved except the flickering light on your porch.

Joel had to fix that one of these days.

The old door creaked open. The only light left on was the lamp Joel would leave on for you when nights like this would occur.

What time was it now- after 11? He would most definitely be asleep.

You kicked your boots to their place and set down your bag. Angry with the state of your scrubs, you began peeling your coat off and leaving it on the floor.

The stairs creaked slightly as you made your way up them. You pulled at your socks that clung to your feet. The bedroom door was left slightly ajar, you could see the lamp light peering through the crack.

Pushing the door slightly open, you found Joel propped up in bed with a book.

“Your still awake?” you asked, immediately taking the top of your scrubs off.

“You know I can’t fall asleep without you,” he said, a harmless dig at your absence lately.

You genuinely felt bad for being gone. It wasn’t your intention to work a double at the hospital wing and then have 3 people come in with all very serious problems.

“I’m sorry,” you sighed, opening your drawer and searching for a comfy shirt.

Joel raised his brows in concern. Your tone was off. “Everything alright?” he asked, folding the corner of his page and slowly placing the book next to him.

Ignoring the question that would most definitely bring tears to your eyes if you answered, you changed into some of Joel’s old flannel pants that were two sizes too big.

You turned to the mirror in your bathroom, staring blankly at your toothbrush.

“Y/N?” he asked, the bed creaking as he sat on the edge. “Please don’t,” you whispered from the bathroom, finding the courage to turn on the water to brush your teeth.

Looking up from spitting out your toothpaste, you found him standing adjacent of you with a worried look on his face. Your eyes looked tired and he knew you had an awful day. Joel knew there was definitely a story behind that face causing your mood.

The stress of the day always seemed to fizzle out when you were around him.

“Come here,” he says, accepting your embrace. The tiny sniffles you gave broke his heart. He held you close to his chest. One hand rested on your head, another arm wrapped around your back.

“It wasn’t supposed to happen. She could have lived,” you choked out. “Mhm, I know baby. Let it out.” he sighed.

Joel didn’t have to know the story to understand what was happening. He felt the energy coming off of you. It was bad.

“Everything will be okay.” he whispered, kissing the top of your head. “Let’s get to bed now, hm? We both could use some sleep.” he said, placing his hand on your waist and walking with you towards the bed.

You anxiously sat at the edge of your bed as Joel turned off the hallway lights. He hated the look on your face when he returned. Zoned out, you stared at the tiny photo on the dresser of him and Sarah. His large body broke your trance, engulfing you in another hug. “Everything’s going to be alright. Stop lookin’ so pitiful,”

Your hands grabbed his hips and drew him closer. The scent of pine filled your nose. He had been on patrol earlier that day you assumed. His hand carefully rested on your head, stroking your hair. Your forehead sat against his stomach. Joel’s stomach gargled, causing you to let out a brief laugh.

“Get in,” he said playfully, tipping your shoulder back as you fell into bed.

“Gassy,” you whispered, bringing your eyes up to match his. He was standing over you, your knees in between his legs.

“What did you say now?” he asked, smirk on his face. His large frame fell over yours. You yelped as he caught himself with his forearms next to your body.

“Watch it,” he whispered in your ear. He showered your face in kisses as you squirmed. Using his body as a catapult, you forced yourself out under him. Finally free.

You scooted over to your side of the bed and curled into the smallest ball you could. Joel knew exactly what you wanted.

He pulled up the sheet quickly with a snap, and let it fall over you slowly. He knew you loved this.

“Pillows good?” he asked. You nodded, a small smile appearing on your face. “You need anything else while I’m up?”

“No. But thank you.”

He climbed slowly in next to you. Joel clicked off the lamp and moved in right next to you. It was almost as your body was fit to compliment his. You two matched perfectly.

“We can talk about it in the mornin’ if you’d like.” he offered. He felt your head nod against his chest.

“Goodnight darlin’,” he said, wrapping an arm around you. “I’m sorry today didn’t go well. Tomorrow will be good, I’ll make sure of it. We can make a day of it,”

A sigh of relief came from you. He always made things better. He was right. Tomorrow would be a better day.

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Driver!Ellie Williams headcanons

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Warnings: Mentions of racing and speeding, nsfw if you squint.

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Driver!Ellie: Who’s first car was Joel’s old red Chevy truck that was a bit rusty, she was estatic.

Driver!Ellie: Her license looks like a mugshot

Driver!Ellie: Who worked at an auto shop to earn enough money to buy a black Chevy Camaro, the prize of her life until you showed up ofc.

Driver!Ellie: Who only puts the masculine scented ‘little trees’ in her car. Until she let you put in a cherry one that lasted for months.

Driver!Ellie:Who used any excuse to drive her car. Need something? Car. Hungry? Car. Beautiful sunset? Car.

Driver!Ellie:Who you can tell is home by the slightly rev of her Camaro.

Driver!Ellie:Who swerves on empty backroads to drive you crazy.

Driver!Ellie:That rests her hand on your thigh on slower speed roads.

Driver!Ellie:Who’s prob eaten someone out in the back of her car in a dark empty parking lot.

Driver!Ellie:Who has illegally tinted windows.

Driver!Ellie:Who got a speeding (from racing someone on an empty highway) ticket at 18 and Joel (verbally) beat her ass and made her work extremely hard to pay it and regain his trust.

Driver!Ellie: That never speeds and always checks twice before doing anything on the road after Joel’s warning.

Driver!Ellie: That plays explicit/vulgar music loving the bass of the car.

Driver!Ellie who nearly gave Joel a heart attack when learning how to drive.

Driver!Ellie: Who looks like a man wearing sweatpants and a hoodie pumping gas at night.

#tlou2 #tlou #ellie williams #ellie tlou #ellie the last of us #joel miller #joel tlou #joel the last of us #the last of us #the last of us part 2 #driving #headcanon #imagine #x reader

[cherriesxinthespring]

my favorite tlou headcanons because i need some sort of escapism: (cat focused because i'm fascinated by her).

cat and ellie met at an assigned job, such as gardening or something like that. ellie absolutely hates gardening, cat actually prefers jobs like that instead of patroll.

when ellie came to jackson she had picked up a little bit of Joel's southern accent

ellie picks up drawing (or really, starts thinking it's a valid hobbie) because of cat. she probably compares her drawings to hers all the time.

cat thought that ellie and dina actually didn't get along. but really, it was just because they were constantly bantering and making fun of each other (in a homoerotic way).

there has to be another gay girl in jackson. cat is probably dating her during the farm episode.

i actually think that cat and ellie didn't end on a bad note, it just ended. just teenage first love. it was probably a confusing homoerotic situationship.

If ellie were to come back to Jackson i think they would have a conversation. i do think that ellie never told cat anything about her immunity, joel, or what happened with joel's death and abby. so, cat probably has heard so rumours but, not the hole story.

tommy is suuuuuch a gossiper. so is jesse. FOR SOME REASON, i think they get along really nice. imagine them going on patrol together.

ellie being a teenager and having to have familiy dinners with maria, tommy and joel. her angsty ass just sitting there.

cat eventually becomes the tattoo artist in Jackson. Like imagine all the teenagers going to her in secret to get silly tattoos.

Dina likes making jewlery in her free time. don't ask me why. i just know she does. and she reads romance novels too.

there's a silly graphity inside jackson, probably hidden on a house that ellie and dina made for dina's sixteen birthday. it's one of dina's favorite memories with ellie.

that, and the first time she saw her play guitar.

in an au where joel wouldn't have died:

ellie and dina would've been endgame. probably would've stayed in dina's house in Jackson, raising jj together (with the help of Jesse, and the Millers)

jesse would become a part of the millers family for sure. (it would take a while to soften up joel but he has always been a fan of jesse),

ellie would've gotten more tattoos, once she convinced herself that cat didn't absolutely hate her.

jesse would've gotten a dog. (also, jesse gives me same vibes as tess).

jesse would end up marrying a really sweet girl called aria. i don't know why i picture her as a readhead

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[ps5captures7]

MODEL VIEWER in The Last Of Part II (2020)

Captured On PS5, By Me

Capture dates - ??

Post date - Wednesday 1st May 2024

all likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated<3

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[your-nanas-house]

Cock headcanon part 1

Headcanon created with @mrkdvidal1989

Lenny Miller: Pink tip and top half of it, curved upwards, longer than normal but average girth, fully shaved package, circumcised, shower

Jonathan Crane: Average length and girth but bigger tip, 5.9 inches, completely pale, way more veiny than usually, dark thick hair, uncircumcised, shower

Davin McDerby: Slightly bigger and longer than usual, 6 inches, not very veiny, uncircumcised, freckled, a little hairy, grower

Robert Fischer: Average length but thick, 5.5 inches, light pink colour all over, fully shaved, circumcised, grower

Tommy Shelby: Really thick and longer than average, 7 inches, light brownish colour, veiny, short and groomed hair, probably circumcised, shower

Shivering Soldier: curved upwards, average length, 5.7 inches, bit thicker than average, hairy, not well groomed, uncircumcised, dark pink and big tip, shower

Jonathan Breech: straight, longer than average length, 7 inches, average girth, completely pale, pinkish, grower, darker balls than dick, groomed but hairy

Jackson Rippner: Curved to the left, large in both ways, whooping 7.5 inches, a bit darker than the rest of his body, shower, circumcised, some hair left above it but groomed

Raymond Leon: much longer than typically but average girth, 7 inches, shaved fully, completely pale with a couple freckles, bigger tip, shower, uncircumcised, straight with no curves, veiny even soft

William Killick: Curved to the right, average length and thicker than normal, 6 inches, pretty hairy, he tries to keep it groomed but he doesn��t have time all the time

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[serevena]

Loser!Ellie Headcanons

Pairing - Loser!Ellie Williams x fem!reader

a.n - if this flops, I didn’t post it, it doesn’t exist..anyway I need loser!Ellie in my bed rn thank u..I thought the audio at the end paired with the headcanon was perfect..pls enjoy <3

warnings - a loser lesbian, subtle depictions of lesbian sex, nsfw + sfw hc’s.

Loser!Ellie who when the first time you and her got intimate, you tried not to laugh, glancing down at her boxers to see they were covered in tiny bananas.

She was embarrassed to say the least, looking up at you and wondering if It was a turn off,

It didn’t change anything for you, but you found yourself chuckling the numerous times she’d wear silly boxers.

Loser!Ellie who begs for the littlest of things

Whether it’s letting her touch you, or letting her cuddle you.

She will always beg you for something.

Loser!Ellie with multiple pins on her backpack

The lesbian flag, plenty of space related-pins (obviously) and even a Savage Starlight pin.

Speaking of Savage Starlight, she will carry her comics everywhere.

Out shopping? At school? At work? They’re always there with her. Somewhere.

Loser!Ellie who is constantly running into something.

Whether it’s you, someone else, the wall, there’ll always be something ‘in her way’

Loser!Ellie who still wears long sleeves under her shirt despite it being 110 degrees outside.

Loser!Ellie who refuses to get a new pair of shoes until the current ones disintegrate

She will be buried in her converse before buying a new pair.

Loser!Ellie who whines when she kisses you.

Loser!Ellie who randomly bursts out in a voice from her favorite show and quotes the dumbest things.

Loser!Ellie who buys an ‘I love my girlfriend’ shirt with your face on it for Valentine’s Day.

Loser!Ellie who constantly sketches you and everything you do.

Loser!Ellie who picks a game to play on the PS4 only to change it five minutes later, only to change it back to the previous game and then decides she’s bored,

Only to turn off the PS4 and then decide there’s nothing else to do and goes back on it.

Loser!Ellie who can and will play the guitar until her fingers fall off..

Loser!Ellie who loves her girlfriend to the edge of the universe and back <3

My lovelies <3 @yazzdoodles @urmommyluvr @elliewilliamswife @spaceshipellie @ellieszm @machetegirl109 @lottiematthewsceo @rekles

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[apolloskazoo]

ELLIE & JOEL HEADCANONS

I am so incredibly obsessed and I have so many thoughts about these two so I present to you: 1k words of headcanons.

Ellie will fall asleep on Joel at random times like a cat so that he’s stuck in whatever uncomfortable position he’s in until she wakes up. Once she fell asleep on two feet while leaning against Joel, and he had to catch her before she fell. 

Along with that, she also falls asleep in the weirdest places and positions. He’s almost tripped over her just…walking around the house because she’s sprawled out on the floor. He once found her in a cabinet after panicking and searching for half an hour trying to find her. 

At night, however, she cannot sleep, and when she’s having a bad night and can’t fall asleep again they’ll do something to keep her mind off of nightmares. Joel will tell her a story, play the guitar for her, take her in a little midnight walk, cuddle with her, watch a movie with her, play some kind of board game with her, etc. etc. 

When he has a nightmare he tries not to wake her, but sometimes he can’t help himself and has to open the door and check to make sure she’s still alive, even though it makes him feel guilty for interrupting her sleep. She’s always okay with it and takes her comforting job very seriously, and it normally ends in cuddles to 1) help Ellie fall asleep again and 2) help Joel with his whole nightmare thing. 

They have like…father and daughter super senses. Like Ellie will fall off of a rock and scrape her hand halfway across Jackson and Joel will drop everything he’s doing and go to her even without knowing why, or Ellie will need to find Joel for something and will pick him out of a crowd immediately and it scares people. 

They always tell each other where they’re going to be if they seperate. No exceptions. Even if it’s just down the road or a house or two away, they always know.

Holding hands. They do it all the time. When Ellie is having a Bad Day or having a Bad Moment, Joel will hold her hand to make her feel comforted if they’re out in public. When she’s wandering off and he wants her to stay close he just grabs onto that hand and keeps holding it. When she’s tired she’ll grab his hand and he’ll rub a finger over her knuckles, and she’ll lean her head on his shoulder and she’ll fall asleep. When they’re in the dining hall sitting down beside each other she’ll hold his hand under the table just because she can and because she wants attention, even when Joel is talking to Tommy and not her. She gets very fidgety and sometimes picks at her skin, and Joel will hold her hand to make sure she doesn’t hurt herself. Ellie can sense whenever Joel is anxious or panicking, and one day she notices he’s not doing too good and since he always holds her hand in public when she’s having a Bad Moment, she slips her hand into his to help him, and it actually works, so it becomes a thing she does for him to silently help him like he silently helps her. 

Sometimes they communicate through puns, since they’re emotionally repressed and all. One time Ellie and Joel were exploring some kind of souvenir store and Ellie picked up a koala plushie and said, “I love spending koala-ty time with you.” Joel almost cries (the pun was a 2/10 at best, though). 

They have so many inside jokes it’s crazy. Sometimes somebody will say something completely innocently and both of them will just burst into laughter. Nobody ever figures out why.

PLAY WRESTLING. Ellie one hundred percent is one of those kids that just jumps onto people and only knows horseplay, and Joel always shoves her back when she shoves him. He’s always careful not to hurt her and he never goes on top of her or anything that might seem like that to her, but she is not as careful. He once got a black eye from her accidentally kicking him in the face, and she still feels bad about it to this day.

Joel can recite dinosaur and space facts off the top of his head solely because Ellie talks about it so much and he listens to anything she has to say. Half of it doesn’t make sense to him, but he’s happy to listen. He’s also got all of her favorite puns memorized. 

Ellie will mentally tuck away any weird little Texan sayings Joel absent-mindedly says so that she can find the right moment to say them herself. It’s always funny to see the confused look on people’s faces when she, a 14 year old girl from Boston, whips out the “it’s as hot as the hinges of hell out here!”  

Ellie’s alarm is Joel waking up. When she actually gets sleep, she’ll sleep in until her mind subconsciously recognizes Joel’s footsteps and she wakes up, too. One time Joel was so exhausted he slept past his  normal waking time and both of them slept in until midday. Tommy thought they were both dead and practically broke down the door trying to get in to see if they were rotting corpses. 

Ellie eats like a feral wild animal and Joel gets so worried that she’s going to choke that he just starts cutting her food up for her before every meal. Ellie pretends to be annoyed by it but actually appreciates how it shows he cares. 

Ellie doesn’t even care about being embarrassed about affection from Joel in public. In fact, she enjoys it, and she loves getting her forehead kisses and a “baby girl” from Joel in front of Tommy so he knows his place. 

His personal space is her personal space. Honestly this is just canon. He’s always tripping over her feet when she walks beside him, she clings onto his shirt or hand whenever she can, if she’s taken more than five feet away from him against her will she will definitely go feral QZ child on everyone until she’s back beside him. He definitely panics whenever she’s not near him either, and once he almost tore down a building because he couldn’t find her immediately. 

When they settled into Jackson at first, somebody definitely found out Ellie was an orphan and mentioned finding Ellie a “good family in Jackson for her,” clearly not realizing that Joel is indeed the father. Whoever it was definitely didn’t suggest it again after they both had their own reactions to it, none positive. Nobody tries to seperate them again. 

The residents of Jackson 100% call Ellie “Ellie Miller” because they don’t know her real last name, and Ellie and Joel go with it. She’s referred to as “Joel’s daughter” and him “Ellie’s dad” all of the time, but they don’t correct them, because…it’s not technically a lie…and soon they start saying it about themselves to others, too. Joel refers to Ellie as “my daughter/kid” and Ellie refers to him as “my dad.” They lie and say it’s because it’s easier than explaining, but we all know the real truth. 

Ellie gets so incredibly frustrated while learning the guitar and Joel is so incredibly patient, and though Ellie almost smashes the thing during her lessons, she becomes good at playing the guitar as she gets older and Joel is so proud. Also Ellie uses her new guitar skills to get bitches. (“Oh, you like music? Well, I can play a pretty gnarly twinkle twinkle little star on the guitar, if I do say so myself…”)

Joel brags about Ellie all the time. Like he’ll butt into conversations he’s not even in just to talk about her. “Oh, your son’s going out on his first hunting trip? Yeah, that’s good for him, my daughter took down a whole grown deer all by herself when she was just fourteen.” “Oh, your kid’s good at math? That’s nice, my kid can recite every space book in the library by memory.” He’s that annoying parent and I’m not afraid to admit it. 

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There are some more but Tumblr has a word limit apparently…so…if y’all want some more HCs just tell me & who knows I might post more

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