#All That Remains

[daryltwdixon]

Thank you sweet angel!!!!!! 🩷

Summary: Being raised by a survivalist father meant learning two things: endure at all costs, and trust no one. And you lived by those rules, even after he was gone, surviving alone in a world that never gave second chances. But enduring becomes far more complicated when a familiar face returns, burdened with a fierce young girl and a mission that was never meant to include you. When you're forced from the only home you’ve ever known, survival is no longer just about the next meal or the next breath—it’s about who you become when there’s no way back. You’ve spent years believing your father’s lessons—that needing people is a sign of weakness. But as the miles stretch on, as survival becomes more than just a fight for the next day, one truth becomes harder to ignore—you can’t live by your father’s rule of trusting no one anymore.

And one man makes following that rule damn near impossible.

Themes: Joel miller x reader slow burn romance, post-outbreak, grief, healing, angst & longing.

Warnings: canon-type violence, death, depictions of grief and trauma, age gap romance, suicide (referenced, not graphic), intimacy and eventual smut. 18+ only MDNI, but I can't control what you do so discretion is advised.

Other: reader is afab, long hair (enough to grab, put up in a ponytail) may be mentioned. no other physical characteristics. graphics do not reflect character description, only used for vibes. Follows Season 1 of The Last of Us. Blend of show and game canon. Picture Joel as you prefer, but I will be mentioning Pedro Pascal's brown eyes. No use of Y/N. In the beginning of the story, time hops are not canon.

mood boards: Bill's Daughter | The Road So Far | You & Joel | A Lonely Day | Her Peace

Prologue

Before: 5 Years Old

Before: 10 Years Old

Before: 15 Years Old

Before: 18 Years Old

Before: 20 Years Old

Before: 23 Years Old

Now: 25 Years Old

Chapter 1: Joel and Ellie

Chapter 2: Escape

Chapter 3: The Envelope

Chapter 4: Fungus Ain't That Smart

Chapter 5: Kansas City

Chapter 6: The Climb

Chapter 7: Turret

Chapter 8: Strangers

Chapter 9: Spotlight

Chapter 10: Into the Water

Chapter 11: The Suburbs

Chapter 12: Fight and Flight

Chapter 13: Breaking Point

Chapter 14: One Month Later

Chapter 15: Jackson

Chapter 16: Thresholds

Chapter 17: Thinking of You

Chapter 18: Betrayal

Chapter 19: On the Road Again

Chapter 20: The Basement

Chapter 21: David

Chapter 22: Capture

Chapter 23: Blood and Fire

Chapter 24: What Comes After

Chapter 25: Waterways

Chapter 26: What Was Lost and What Was Taken

Epilogue

Ever After

Four Years Later

more coming soon

Hey, you beautiful, amazing people.

I don’t even know where to start, but thank you. Seriously. From the bottom of my heart: to everyone who read, liked, reblogged, screamed in the tags, sent me messages, or just silently followed along—you made this story so much more than I ever imagined.

Every comment, every reaction, every little freak-out over a scene made my day (and honestly fueled me to keep going). The way you connected with this story, these characters—it means everything. Writing this was one thing, but experiencing it with all of you? That was the best part.

So, to everyone who stuck with me, whether from the beginning or just recently—thank you for being here. Thank you for caring. Thank you for making this so special.

I love you all. Truly.

[chrissy-kaos]

I remember, don't lie to me

You couldn't see that it was not that way

Swear I never gave up on you..

[sarvyl]

"As much or as little as you want. No one tells you how to mourn."

[floppycacti]

If I could choose one video game character that breaks my heart more than anyone else, it would be Hawke. However you decide to run through the game, Hawke loses everything.

Before the game even begins, Hawke loses their dad.

Then they lose their king. They lose their home.

Then their sibling dies.

All of this wrapped up into a little bow right after just the PROLOGUE of the game, right? In act 1 they then proceed to work so incredibly hard just to be able to make a name for themselves, to keep their family safe: their mother, their last remaining sibling safe.

Then they lose the sibling. Whether or not you choose Bethany or Carver, whether they go into the deep roads or not, Hawke does lose their last sibling. Either to the blight sickness in the deep roads, to the gray wardens (and then are left just waiting to know if the sibling is even alive for god knows how long), or to the gallows. Carver joining the Templars, and Bethany being taken to the circle respectively.

In act 2, Hawke loses their mom. You as the player are just forced to watch her death on screen, dying in Hawke’s arms. Then, what? Hawke is left alone.

And In act 3 they’re forced on the run again! Lost and on the run with nowhere to go, half of the world hating them and the other half holding them so high up on an impractical pedestal.

Dragon Age 2 may have been rushed, may reuse so many assets, but it will always hold its own in the dragon age series. Dragon Age Origins broke my heart, but Dragon Age 2 ripped it out of my chest, stomped on it, lit it on fire, put it through a meat grinder, and then put it in a box wrapped with a ribbon.

Hawke hurts my heart in a way that no other video game character has ever come close to.

[shiaawtheharmless]

This Is What Is Left

The Fall Of Snuckeys

[lemonadedbee]

AAA i really wanna draw so much more art for this story and develop it but school and other projectssss aaaaa

anyway i hope you enjoy some cool looking Silas hehe

the oc and the story

[spicywarl0ck]

Hey. Happy Friday.

“Its okay, I couldn’t sleep anyway.” looks like fun. And as I seem to be on a FenHawke kick recently and your list states you're also a FenHawke fan I think I have to go for them.

Happy Friday, and thank you for the ask! I know it's been a while! I'm still trying to work my way out of writing block and light burn out. But I had so much fun writing one of my favourite ships <3 @dadrunkwriting Before reading this: Mention of loss (Dragon Age 2 canon story line) Pairing: Fenris/male Hawke Length: 782 Rating: T

Fenris couldn’t sleep that night.

His body had been tossing and turning for hours, crumpling his bedsheets underneath his feet as they started to wrap around his legs. The flames had long given way to the dimly burning ambers, leaving the fireplace cold and abandoned as a whisk of chilly air touched his exposed shoulders.

He sat up in bed, his white hair a wild mess as his green eyes stared motionlessly at the wall.

Hawke wouldn’t go out of his head. The image of the man, bent over the lifeless body of his mother had burned itself into his mind. 

He had seen Hawke being vulnerable often. There had been the incident at the Deep Roads with his brother, the guilt written all over his face when he pushed Carver into becoming a Grey Warden to prevent his death.

Yet, they all knew they had only postponed the problem, and that Carver’s cure might also be the one thing killing him one day.

And then there had been Bethany. Hawke rarely talked about her, but Aveline mentioned the gruesome death of his sister and how Hawke blamed himself ever since. It had happened before they even entered Kirkwall, which had been years ago by now but even Fenris could see that the weight and guilt were still heavy on Hawke’s shoulders.

A sight escaped his lips when he finally freed himself from the sheets as he sat up.

There was no use attempting to sleep, and he secretly knew what to do but Fenris also hesitated. He and Hawke weren’t exactly on good terms at the moment. Sure, they tried not to let that one night come between them, but Fenris couldn’t help but to feel guilty whenever their gazes met.

It had been him leaving Hawke behind that night and things between them had never been the same since then.

But he couldn’t let that stand between them. Not tonight. Not while Hawke sat in this big estate, alone because everyone from his family was either dead or gone. How could he allow himself to leave Hawke alone in that? He who had lost so much himself and who knew he destroyed the slightest chance of happiness by walking out that one night?

Fenris got dressed in a matter of seconds, not bothering to fix his messy hair or to get his full armour on before he walked out. It wasn’t a long walk from his home to the Hawke’s estate, but he felt more nervous with each step.

Was it inappropriate to show up at Hawke’s doorstep in the middle of the night? Would Hawke even want to see him or would it only add more hurt?

His eyes focussed on the Amell crest as he paced in front of the wooden door, his heart pounding fast. This was ridiculous. He was stalling for no reason, his discomfort getting in the way while everything he truly wanted was to be with Hawke.

Yet, all of his thoughts halted when he knocked at the door.

It took ages until someone answered, or at least he felt that way as he waited in the dark of Hightowns streets, counting the minutes until he heard the sound of approaching footsteps, followed by the creak of the door and Hawke’s face.

He looked tired while every fibre of Fenris's body fought against the instinct to touch the man.

“Fenris?” Hawke looked startled, his hair equally messy as his while his body was clad in a burgundy tunic. “Is something the matter?” he added swiftly as concern replaced the confusion in his amber eyes.

Fenris snorted. Showing concern for others while being deeply hurt was such a Hawke thing to do.

“No. Nothing happened. I just…” The elf paused, searching for words as he partially lost his courage.“I’m sorry. I know it’s late. I shouldn’t have bothered you.” he added swiftly, chastising himself. What had he thought? That he of all people should comfort Hawke? He was probably the last person the mage wanted to see.

 “No. It’s alright. You’re not bothering me.” A smile crept up on Hawke’s face. “I couldn’t sleep anyway,” he added, the shadow’s under his eyes telling as much. “Do you want to come in? Have a glass of wine?”

“Yes.” As curt as the elf’s answer was, he noted the relief washing over Hawke’s face before he stepped aside to welcome him in.

There wasn’t much he could do for Hawke and he knew there was nothing he could say to make up for the man’s loss. But he could be there for him and listen, just offering his presence.

And maybe they would be fine eventually. 

[icherylwallace]

Aporte para la dinámica del mes de Tumblr: All That Reamins. @remains-rpg

My dreams have fallen no more to share now remains the end

[fuckyeahmhawkefenris]

Sooo I made a bluesky account to see is there's more to "social life" than tumblr...

Frankly, to me it looks more like a junkyard and it's hard to get used to new surroundings and formatting i'm slow and hate it, but I did manage to find a few things that I don't recall ever seeing on tumblr.

Gotta catch 'em all

(I'm collecting links to those artists original posts. For now navigation there is hell for me)

[daryltwdixon]

All That Remains | Teaser Trailer

It’s funny–even now, after all this time, you can still remember that day vividly. The day fungus infiltrated every corner of your life and the military rolled into your small town, scooping up survivors and making promises of safety. Little did they know about the underground bunker your dad had built years before you were even born. Deep, below the basement, where no one would think to check. Your mom used to say he’d done it because you were born, that he became obsessed with the end of the world, and he’d needed a plan to protect you when it all inevitably went to hell.  She called him crazy for it. But that day, his paranoia saved you.

clips & sources: The Last of Us HBO | "APART" by Lukas Galle | The Hunger Games | music: Gustavo Santaolalla | all rights reserved I do not own these clips

author notes: yeah so this took me about a week and I finally just put my hands up and said ITS FINE. please be kind! this is the first time ive ever made anything like this before!

[remains-rpg]

If somehow the lord gave me a second chance... I would do it all over again.

All That Remains Primer Aniversario. Gracias, supervivientes.

Endure & Survive.

[tombofmemories]

I miss actually being able to find band posts when I searched for them on here. Instead it’s just unrelated garbage, if anything pops up at all. 🤗

[cha0s-tonight]

[lemonadedbee]

Einar

The quiet kid of the group but very loving and great listener. He has been found and adopted by Oleg and Kai, ever since Einar has been always around even he does like his own space and quiet. He's more the observent and logical guy.

After Oleg's death he decides to dedicate his life to protect others from the same fate and from Necromancers and their undead solders. Now loner once again he travels through the country to defend.

After few years he once again meets up by accident with Kai and Silas, resolving in joining their cost.

The story description/premise

Toyhouse page

[frankiebirds]

maybe (definitely) reading into it but oughhhh having thoughts about spencer saying "close enough" when rossi says the odds of something must be "a billion to one". and then later when morgan is on the phone with hotch when they find katie's body and he says "i don't really know which river this is, hotch." while reid is standing right next to him. and come on. reid definitely knows. but he says nothing. because it doesnt matter. because it didnt matter.

[travelersofchaos]

· D I E T R I C H · Nacht x Sirio | Not all demons live in hell

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