#Joel x ellie

[zendayamybabe]

#fuck off (affectionate)

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The Last of Us. Season 1.

3 GIF's for every episode.

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Happiness is close to us.

[pascalsapunk]

joel saying “it wasn’t time that did it” while staring hopelessly at ellie literally ruined my entire life

[macfrog]

birds of a feather | joel & ellie

y'all listen to the new billie eilish album? there's a song that reminded me of a couple of someones.

pairing: joel miller & ellie williams summary: joel surprises ellie on her sixteenth birthday. warnings: nada. just me loving hard on this pair. word count: 1.5k

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Oh, my god, it is a dinosaur.

She didn’t actually believe it would be. I mean, it was her first guess – but where the fuck is he going to find a dinosaur way the hell out here? She was kidding.

Wasn’t a convertible, wasn’t a puppy, wasn’t even a lotta kittens. A litter. Whatever. It wasn’t a new pair of sneakers, nor a comic book collection. She’d almost run out of ideas, when she spotted the tail through the bushes.

Is that–? Is he seeing this, too?

It’s, like, three times the size of her. No, wait – five times the size of her. Ten? She’s gotta ask Joel.

Two thick, stocky legs planted firm into the earth. Draped in ivy and spattered with moss – the thing actually looks prehistoric. Head lifted to the canopy; teeth bared in a silent roar. His little arms – alright, they’re actually kinda fuckin’ cute – frozen, reaching for something.

It’s right fucking there. Right in front of her. A motherfucking dinosaur.

Her hands fly to her head.

“Joel!” Ellie cries, and she can hardly feel her legs with giddiness.

Joel lingers a few steps behind her. He kicks a heel through the mucky grass, just watching. Smiling like an idiot, letting the ripples from the kid’s glee wash over him. It’s like the zoo all over again, or that time he found a Savage Starlight poster while out on patrol.

Ellie’s laughter is ticklish, vibrating through his veins. She pumps her fists and sizes up the monster. She says holy shit, Joel three times before she takes a step closer.

The sun trickles through the leaves, haloing over the Rex. It’s warm, but not too warm – and the swim on the way helped cool them down. It’s a bit of a hike to get here. He’s just glad it’s a nice day.

He was, truthfully, a little nervous about it. About bringing her here. He’s never had a sixteen-year-old to plan shit for. What if she didn’t like it? Hell, what if she thought it was fucking lame?

But Ellie wades waist-deep into the moat instantly. She pulls herself through the murky water straight to the plaque, and whips out her journal.

And Joel knows he’s fucking nailed it.

“King of the tyrant lizards,” she announces, making sure she gets the spelling right. Her tongue pokes from the corner of her mouth as she sketches.

Joel wanders over to her side, hand combing through the tangles of leaves drooping from the dinosaur’s belly. He swats fluttering flies away from his face.

The water sloshes around her feet as she rounds the tail. It’s slippery with slime. She crawls over threads and vines, soles scuffing up the spine.

“What are you doin’?” he asks, a chuckle patching over cracks of sudden fear.

“I’m climbing a dinosaur!” Ellie yells. She hesitates on the snout – though only for half a second, because fuck it, how many times am I going to jump off a motherfuckin’ dinosaur? – and then she’s plummeting.

Joel’s stomach flips. He staggers into the water, breath clamped in his throat until she resurfaces again.

She’s still wearing that dumb as shit smirk. It probably didn’t flinch, the entire fall. “Did you see that?” she gasps.

Jesus. Yeah, he saw it. He pulls a hand down his face.

It’s been a year, little less than. They’re used to it by now – the slow turn of life in Jackson. Breaking bread in the dinner hall, calling the woodland creatures by whichever ridiculous names Ellie christens them with.

It took a few weeks, but eventually, their heartrates settled. Their fists loosened. They relaxed into the quiet, found respite in the negative space.

Tommy joked for the first little while that Joel had a shadow he couldn’t shake. She’s five-three, red hair, and she carries a switchblade everywhere she goes. Following him close enough that she felt more like a phantom at his heels.

Joel never minded, and he still doesn’t. He’s long forgotten the feeling of being alone – as quickly as he acquired it, it seems. These days, he waits at his kitchen table for the kick of the backdoor, the slump of a still half-asleep teenager opposite him.

He wonders how he ever got by so long without it.

He leads Ellie into the museum.

Everything looks exactly how he left it. A jungle of a building; shattered glass and overgrown grass, a muggy smell lingering in every dim corner. The stuff he deliberately left for her to stumble upon when she got here: a Giants of the Past brochure, the stupid hat he knew she’d force him to wear.

A marshland wasteland, and she still sees the magic in every square inch.

She throws fact after fact at him. Fruit flies and moon landings, gunpowder and Yuri Gagarin. She knows a shit ton, if the stacks of books on her desk are anything to go by. And when Joel tells her how smart she is, Ellie smiles smugly to herself and thinks up ten more facts, just for him.

He thinks of her books and their awkwardly long titles, the faded pictures on all the covers. Astronauts and nebulas and faraway suns. He offers the one thing he remembers from school back at her: My very educated mother just served us nice pizzas.

She’s never even heard of it.

But she’s impressed, and she repeats it to herself as she explores some more. Turning back at every new artifact she finds, beckoning Joel over with a flapping hand.

He wanders after her, thinking up questions he’s sure he already knows the answers to – just so she can tell him again. Just to see her face light, to hear her ramble as she explains.

And nine times out of ten, she corrects him, anyway.

The space shuttle is spotlit under a dome roof, more ivy spilling over the top. A little heap of machinery, succumbed to the nature around it. They crank the door open together, and a springtime heat floods from the cockpit.

Joel stops Ellie from climbing in. “You’re goin’ into space,” he says, leaning on the warm metal. “You’re gonna need a helmet.”

Her eyebrows lift. “Oh, right. What was I thinking?”

They’re too big for her – all three helmets. They’re clunky and clumsy, the visors a little grubby and distorted. But she pulls one over her head and jogs back to Joel, hoisting herself into the shuttle.

It’s cramped inside; stifling even with the door wide open. Joel feels his back twinge as he settles into the seats. But he doesn’t mind, and neither does Ellie.

She flicks button after button, her elbow knocking against his. Explosion sounds rumbling from her lips. Her breath clouds the inside of her helmet.

He could lie here all day beside her. In this quiet corner of the world, where time stands still. Guarded by the Tyrannosaurus Rex out front. Just him and his kid, listening to her mimic engine noises and pretend to lift them both into space.

But he’s hellbent on timing it perfectly. So just as she sounds the roar of a seamless takeoff, he slips the tape from his chest pocket.

“Happy birthday, kiddo.”

Ellie blinks at the cassette. “What is this?”

“This…” Joel says, pinching it in two fingers, “…is a thing that took a mighty effort to find.”

His handwriting is carved into the label. It’s the first gift – real gift, birthday gift – she’s ever been given. Thought out and made up, addressed to her and placed in her hands for keeps. All hers.

She clicks it into her player and hooks her headphones in, thumping her helmet back over her head. She jams a thumb into the play button, and –

He did remember to rewind the tape, right? It’ll play from the start, won’t it?

Joel’s heart begins to thud. He shifts uncomfortably.

Shit, what if it spoils the surprise? What if she hits play, and the first thing she hears is –

Ellie’s head lifts. Her eyes are wide. She grins, and so does he.

He fucking nailed it.

She closes her eyes, the staticky babble of mission control in her ear. His voice tickles, pulling a wide grin across her face. 10, 9, 8, 7…

The shuttle shudders as it shoots into space. She’s holding her breath, holding until he announces liftoff on Apollo 11. The naked sun stretches over her visor, red under her closed eyelids. It disappears somewhere in the distance.

Ellie lands slowly, carefully, back in Wyoming. She blinks her eyes open.

Joel’s still right beside her, hands clasped on his chest. He waits for her to turn, waits to check her expression. He asks it softly, earnestly.

“I do okay?”

Her cheeks ache with smiling. She clutches the tape player tighter, replies through a giggle.

“Are you fucking kidding me?”

There might be nothing outside of this shuttle. Perhaps there was nothing to begin with. They might’ve shot straight past the earth’s atmosphere, might actually be among the stars. And it might not even matter, if they are.

Everything is right here. The sun and the moon – the entire universe between them.

Joel breathes a relieved laugh. His chest loosens, his heart settles back into place behind his ribcage.

“You’re welcome, kiddo.”

[nicholasbritel]

"I’m sorry. I have no other choice.” “...I do.” “When You’re Lost in the Darkness” (1.01) // “Look for the Light” (1.09)

[millerstation]

THE LAST OF US -> 1.05: "ENDURE AND SURVIVE"

[starry-eyes-love]

My Journey to You | Series Masterlist

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Summary | (Post Outbreak) For the past year Joel Miller (age 52), You (Female Reader age 27), and Ellie (age 14) have been searching for Joel's brother Tommy. Recently someone had told you that he had settled in Jackson, Wyoming and now that is where you three are headed. Somewhere along the way, you have fallen hard for the broody, quiet, and sometimes grumpy man named Joel Miller. As the two of you navigate the wilderness together you also have to navigate your feelings for one another in the presence of a teenage girl named Ellie. Survival in the wilderness does not come easy and neither does a relationship with Joel Miller. The question is, can you survive the journey?

Pairing | Joel Miller x F!Reader. Ellie just is a travel companion and a teenager who is often difficult to deal with.

Fic Warnings | 18+ Minors DNI, Explicit Smut, language, unprotected sex, no use of Y/N. See each chapter for specific warnings

Fic Notes | Welcome to my first ever Joel Miller x F!Reader fanfiction. I hope you all like it, as I am enjoying writing it.

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Chapters

Prequel: Just This Once

Ch 1: Frozen Desire

Ch 2: Blood & Pain

Ch 3: Even Tough Hearts Break Under Pressure

Ch 4: Please, I Need You

Ch 5: Woodland Fun

Ch 6: You're Forever Mine

Ch 7: A Silent Promise to You

Ch 8: A Christmas Story

Ch 8.5: Dance With Me

Ch 9: Blood Within Me

Chapter 10 (in progress of writing)

going to be more than 10 chapters, unknown total yet.

[ellstronaut]

you and I both know

this ends in blood

“he set fire to the world around him but never let a flame touch her”

[zendayamybabe]

i love him your honor

[tlounetwork]

THE LAST OF US 1.04 “Please Hold My Hand”

[gomilktea-blog]

In search of everyday happiness.

[elliesgaythoughts]

fallacy

a/n: this is my first attempt at something like this so any feedback would be really appreciated.

warnings: angst, symptoms of ptsd.

an icy breeze slithered through the gap in the old farmhouse window, creeped around the bedroom and ran straight up ellies spine.

a sudden gasp from her own throat broke her from the torment of her subconscious and swooped her back into reality as her flesh drained of colour.

cold sweat treacled down her forehead as her eyes caught onto the flowing movement of her curtains as she rolled out of dinas claustrophobic grip and sighed while she stared at the blank ceiling.

her feet finally left the bed and broke the silence of the night with a creak of the floorboards. she rubbed her eyes as she stood straight, ready to beeline towards jj’s crib-her eyes grew twice the size, her heart stilling as she saw a shadow slither out of the bedroom, she could hear her own heartbeat in her ears. “you’re imagining things” she lied to herself. somewhat knowingly as she tucked jj tighter into her blanket and nudged ollie closer to him.

after glancing back at dina and creaking the door closed she spun on her heels. with each step forward her heart pounded in her chest, her head spun and she struggled to breathe as her hand clamped over her heart as she inhaled rushed breaths.

the cold air filled her lungs as she followed the faint sounds of a guitar. joels guitar.

“joel?” she whisper shouted as her feet hit the creaky floorboards hurriedly as she rushed into the room.

what she saw was worse than what she could’ve imagined, her spirit crushing at how the instrument sat still underneath the moonlight, covered in dust. completely untouched “shit” she whispers.

“ellie” she felt her soul leave her body “yes?” she pleaded “yes joel?” the words coursed through her veins and sent tremors down her spine “ellie!” he shouted in pain.

tears welled in her eyes as she heard her name fade into the distance. her chest felt like it was being crushed. her body felt like a prison, her stomach aching as she smelled the light tinge of joels morning coffee through her rapid breaths.

she ran downstairs, her vision blurry as she gripped the railing “joel please” her sight only readjusting to show the endless staircase that lead towards joels deathbed.

her shrunken pupils fixated on the golden doorknob as she sprinted down the staircase “joel!” her ears ringing with his grunts and the sound of fists hitting his flesh. the smell of his cologne, leather and the blaze of campfire rippled through her senses as she burst through the door to be enveloped underneath a sky of stars and joels soft gaze “so this dina? she your girlfriend?”

her jaw fell slack as a gasp left her. hot tears streamed down her freckled face as she stepped forward and collapsed into his arms. she felt his chest rise and fall, his calm heartbeat against her rapid one as he sighed and ran his fingers through her scalp “i got you kiddo” he hummed.

she pressed her cheek to his, the scruff of his beard tickling her face as it usually done when he would hug her fears away. she felt true calm, true peace for the first time in what felt like ten lifetimes as she melted into him.

her lips curved into a gentle smile as her eyes fluttered close and her tears of terror turned into tears of joy as the corners of her mouth tugged up as she squeezed him tighter.

a sigh of relief left her chest and her breath steadied as she finally let herself calm down “joel-

dinas giggle rang through her ears as green eyes fluttered open and the morning sunlight hit eyes them. the sound of jj giggling in his crib brought her back into reality as dinas gentle fingertips brushed the auburn hair from ellies teary eyes “good morning sweetheart”

“no!” ellie screamed “no!” dinas smile faded. she knew what had happened. she watched it happen almost every night since they moved onto that farm.

ellie sobbed “no, please” she begged. “ellie, please. it was just a dream” dina reached out to cradle ellie but she shoved the brunette away “no h-he was right infront of me, he-“

her eyes met dinas sorrowful ones as her erratic behaviour subsided at the sound of jj’s cries “it was just a dream wasn’t it?” dinas chest jumped with the sob she tried to conceal as she mumbled “yes” while playing with her fingers.

ellie leaned forward and wrapped her arms around dina as both of them broke down in eachothers arms “im so sorry” ellie sniffled.

“it’s not your fault” dinas promised as she ran her fingers through ellies locks as she frowned to herself “please believe me”

ellie couldn’t help but shake her head in disapproval, an emotionless laugh leaving her “sometimes i feel like it is”

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THE LAST OF US 1.05 - Endure and Survive | 1.09 - Look for the Light

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Television’s Best Hugs  ↳ Joel & Ellie in The Last of Us, “When We Are in Need”

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