#ellie tried to save him 🥺

[supermarvelgirl15]

Live footage of me during every episode of The Last of Us

[tightjeansjavi]

I think about how Joel probably pre-wrote letters for Sarah when she was a baby, and as she grew older he wrote more and kept them in a box to give to her when she graduated highschool and went off to college :( I bet he had one written for her 16th birthday. One for her first Prom and highschool graduation. One for when she would get married and—

No, no, no, just picture him in his little office area hunched over his work bench writing all these letters and then the outbreak happened and he never got the chance to give them to her 🥺

So, years later, after meeting Ellie and losing Tess, and finding Tommy, Joel finds out that Tommy saved all the letters Joel wrote for Sarah and kept them safe all these years. So, one night he and Ellie read them together in Jackson, and when she sees him start to tear up she hugs him real tight and he, of course, tries to act all tough and strong for his babygirl but he crumbles in her arms and Ellie just gently starts petting his overgrown hair, mumbling about how he desperately needs a haircut to try and make him laugh.

He’s hugging her back and letting himself feel all these repressed feelings all at once and then goes,

“I—I can start writing letters for you too, babygirl.”

And she gives him that little Ellie smile, punching his shoulder lightly before she’s hugging him again as he kisses the side of her head, closing his eyes to allow this memory to be engrained in his brain for the rest of his days.

“I’d like that a lot, old man.”

He laughs a real, hearty laugh, eyes crinkling in the corners showing his age and life he’s lived. He ruffles her hair, muttering under his breath about how he isn’t that old.

He writes so many letters for his babygirl and she keeps every single one, even after he’s passed of old age in his cozy bed, she still reads them and keeps them close to her heart, because having a piece of him is better than not having him there at all.

[s-4pphics]

i NEED to see a street racer ellie x grid girl reader fic IM ON MY KNEES FOR THIS🙏🏾🙏🏾

OHHHHHHHHHHH WEVE DONE IT AGAIN IMPULSIVE HCS

wc;cw: 800 or sum, streetracer!ellie, gridgirl!oc, ellie being a car nerd and hot, mentions of sex MDNI, mentions of ciggies and illegal shit

streetracer!ellie…… passes out 

she always loved cars :3 her dad owned a mechanic shop and used to watch him repair all the damaged cars that showed up

when she was thirteen he finally let her help him replace the tires 

and then change the oil

and then fix the ignition 

eventually taught her how to drive stick😝😝

and 2 years later she knew the anatomy of vehicles like the back of her hand 

she was on her dads payroll 💯💯 shout out to mechanic!ellie😞

when she found out ab street racing she got obsessed with it. 2 fast 2 furious is her favorite movie of all time

her youtube history was wild😞😞 30 hours of devon aoki edits saved 

so when she got invited to a race by one of her friends when she was a junior for her birthday she almost passed out 

the screech of the tires on the pavement and smell of gas gave her heart eyes

she swore she was going to participate in a race after they both left that night

SIKE she thought everyone laughed at her when she showed up the next day in her dads beaten up family van LMFAO 

the bullying was devious fr😞 she cried a little when she got home

but ofc her friend helped her ass out and high jacked his brothers old nissan

the overseers allowed her to participate but nobody bet on her except her 2 friends. that $20 pitch didn’t help her confidence much but she loved them😞

she was nervous and filled with adrenaline and tried so hard not to gawk at the hot girls that waved their grids around 

when they waved their flags and signaled for the racers to go….

ellie was out that bitch fr😞😞 SKKRTED ON THEY ASS BIG PURRR

VVRRRROOOOOOOM LIKE BFRRR

she hit every sharp turn every curve every bump like it wasn’t shit 

she made everybody eat they words that night. HAPPY BIRTHDAY QUEENIE😝😝

some overseers gave her $300 outta pocket that night and she wasn’t even on the list to race 

her and her friends went every weekend. would leave campus and go straight to the tracks fr

she started getting a little fan base after a month of racing😞😞 girlies from school would come just to see her 

but she didn’t pay them any mind💯💯 she payed them a little mind 

n 5 years later…. most betted on racer in the city YUHHHH 

she makes racks every weekend… and she brings it all home to her dad so she can take care of him 🥺🥺

he doesn’t question where she gets the cash from but he always feels nervous when she leaves the house🥺🥺 poor old man he just wants his baby to go to college

she owns one mclaren senna but never takes it anywhere😞😞 it just sits in her garage lol she paid for that shit in cash tho big bags big stacks

drives a fucked up supra when she races😂😂 she tries to cover up the scratches and large dents with cute little spray paint jobs of fire and sparkles and shit😂😂

she named it renee and slaps the trunk like she slaps ass every time she gets behind the wheel :3 thinks it’s good luck

smokes cigarettes mmmm fuuuck

such an aggressive racer like omgg she gets so competitive and pissed she's so hot

tatted to hell. full sleeve

TERRIBLE RECORD!!!!! arrested twice and was on parole :/

but at least all the grid girls got a little crush on her 😳😳 titties out ass out bc they want her attention 

all the male racers hate her bc of it… she don’t care tho suck her dick💯💯

she’ll never say it but…

she definitely stares too long at one grid girl whenever she shows up in her little croppies and booty shorts😞 she’s fine as hell ITS NOT HER FAULT💯💯

too bad gridgirl!oc doesn’t pay ellie any mind anymore :((she had the prettiest smile and such good pussy 

that ooey-gooey. that sloppy. THE WORLD'S BEST CREAMER💯

did i mention they're ex's? YEAAAH CLOCK THAT TEA

every time ellie fills up her tank she can’t stop thinking about the time she bent her ex over the trunk and railed her from the back 

she may never feel that pussy again 😞😞 it makes her wanna cry 

when she met gridgirl!oc for the first time two years ago her world changed for the better

her zits disappeared, her hair got softer, her crops were watered

they fell in love immediately…. like instantly 

they were inseparable. up each other's ass. in each other's cars. in each other's guts. so so happy 

until they weren’t 

their breakup was soooo fucking messy. 

cheating accusations. screaming contests. EVEN A PREGNANCY SCARE???😳😳😳

a hot mess. and their relationship ended in flames :(

but that doesn’t mean ellie can’t peep every once in a while😛😛 that ass is still fat as fuck regardless of the beef >:)

[finnsbubblegum]

my dearest i'm going through withdrawals from your writing and frankly i just miss you 🥺🥺

i had a request if you were taking them?

i am currently in an mentally abusive relationship and things aren't really going to hot on my end

i was wondering if you could do one where joel comes in an rescues reader from said relationship? pure fluff and heartwarming stuff i could really use it rn 🖤

ps sorry it got so dark lol 🖤

A/N: Hi anon! I’m so sorry for the late reply. I’m sorry that happened to you, hope you’re doing okay. I tried my best writing this fic hope it helps you feel better. Yes, I read your requests! I just haven't had the time and idea what to write so i am so so sorry. I will write your requests, don't worry! but please be patient😭 I'm writing this first because it seems urgent😭 Btw if you need someone to talk to, you can always send me private messages! 

Worth Saving (Joel Miller X Reader)

Warnings: abusive boyfriend, guns, lmk if i missed any

(Reader’s Pov)

“Ty, can we rest here for a few days? I think it’s a pretty decent place. There is a lot of canned food here and there’s a bed here.” You pointed at the dusty bed.

You and your boyfriend found an abandoned house trying to stock some supplies. You had been doing these for years and kept moving anywhere as long as you didn’t come across people. Humans were more dangerous these days than clickers. 

“Are you serious?” Your boyfriend, Tyler, furrowed his eyebrows and raised his voice.

“Just for a few days.” You stepped back.

“How are you so stupid?” Your boyfriend stepped closer to you.

You knew he was angry. He always had. He never listened to you. 

“I’m sorry. It’s just. I saw a bed and I just wanted to sleep on a bed. You know after all these years.” Your voice started to crack.

“After all these years?” He scoffed.

“I have kept you safe and protected you. And it’s still not enough?” Tyler grabbed both of your shoulders with force.

“That’s not what I meant.” You tried to hold your tears.

“Don’t you dare cry, woman!” He tightened his grip on your shoulder.

“Ty, you’re hurting me.” You sobbed.

“Let me tell you something. You’re such a burden. I should have left you there eaten by those clickers. Or maybe.. I should kill you now. ” Your abusive boyfriend said those words right in front of your face. 

Then he took his gun and pointed it right at your forehead. He loaded the gun and was ready to pull the trigger. You closed your eyes, shaking and shed a tear. 

(Joel’s Pov)

“Shh..someone’s here.” Joel whispered to Tommy and pointed at the traces someone left on the first floor.

Tommy nodded and walked slowly behind Joel. Joel and Tommy looked at each other as they heard your fight with your boyfriend. 

*creak*

“Tommy!” Joel whispered scolding Tommy who was making sounds from the old stairs.

Tommy raised his hands and mouthed “sorry”. 

(Reader’s Pov)

“Let me tell you something. You’re such a burden. I should have left you there eaten by those clickers. Or maybe.. I should kill you now. ” Your abusive boyfriend said those words right in front of your face. 

Then he took his gun and pointed it right at your forehead. He loaded the gun and was ready to pull the trigger. 

“No! Please don’t kill me! Please!” You closed your eyes, shaking and crying.

(Joel’s Pov)

Joel was ready to shoot whoever inside the room but Tommy reminded him not to kill innocent people. Joel rolled his eyes and stayed behind Tommy as Tommy instructed. Then he remembered Bill’s letter that was left for him.

“...I used to hate the world, and I was happy when everyone died. But I was wrong because there was one person worth saving. That’s what I did. I saved him. Then I protected him. That’s why men like you and me are here. We have a job to do. And God help any motherfuckers who stand in our way...”

He remembered his job was to save someone who was worth saving. And it could be anyone and Ellie was one of them. 

“1,2,.” Tommy mouthed to Joel.

“3!” Tommy kicked the door open and found you with a gun pointing at your head.

Joel and Tommy’s guns were all pointed towards you and your boyfriend.

“Put your guns down!” Tyler swiftly pointed his gun to Tommy.

“Please! We’re innocent.” You raised your hands.

“Tommy!” Joel breathed heavily, he was ready to pull the trigger.

Tommy looked at Joel and shook his head. Tommy didn’t want Joel to kill innocent people anymore. He wanted him to change and Joel was getting better since he spent a few months in Jackson.

“Let’s talk this through and put our guns down.” Tommy said.

“You first.” Tyler looked at Tommy then to Joel.

Tommy put his guns down slowly. Joel didn’t.

“Hey! You too.” Tyler shakily pointed his gun to Joel.

Joel cleared his throat as he put his gun down slowly. As Tyler put his gun down slowly after Joel, you thought it was the perfect time to run away from this mess and your abusive boyfriend. You took a deep breath and got ready to run. When everyone’s gun was on the floor, you ran as fast as you could. 

*Bang*

You heard a gunshot when you were just out of the room and you stopped running. 

“Joel!” Tommy shouted.

Your body shook and turned your head slowly. You saw your boyfriend’s dead body laying soulless on the floor. You gasped and covered your mouth with your hands. 

“Are you okay?” Tommy asked you.

You shook your head. You didn’t know how you felt. You were sad that your boyfriend died but you were also relieved because you were finally free from him.

“Were you close with him?” Tommy put his hand on your shoulder.

“He-uh-he was my boyfriend.” You nodded.

“He tried to kill you.” Joel said behind Tommy.

Joel walked closer to you, “Twice.” 

Apparently your boyfriend took his gun and tried to shoot you from behind when you tried to run away. And Joel shot him before your boyfriend pulled the trigger. He knew from his gut that you were worth saving so he took his chance. 

You were speechless so you just stayed quiet. The two men asked you to come with them. They told you they have a place for you with nice people, nice clothes, and food. Tommy had to bring some supplies on his horse so you ended up riding the horse with Joel. 

“You’re gonna rip my jacket if you do that.” Joel grabbed your hand and moved them on his waist.

Your heart beat faster but you felt safe around him. You were too tired from your day and all the shocks so you rested your head behind his broad back. 

“It wasn’t twice.”  You suddenly said.

“Huh?” Joel didn't follow.

“Tyler-uh-the one you killed-he tried to kill me multiple times.” Tears fell down to your cheeks.

“So..thank you. You saved my life. I owe you.” You wiped your tears and rested your head again on his back.

“You’re safe now.” Joel answered you.

“Sorry.” You chuckled, suddenly realizing your tears made his jacket wet. You rubbed his back trying to dry it.

“It’s okay.” Joel chuckled. 

The End

[bumblepony]

sick fic with ellie falling asleep on joels chest? 🥺 👉🏻👈🏻

Ok, this one totally got away from me! So thanks, Anon, I blame you. But I also hope you really like it. Story below the cut and cross-posted to AO3. Shout out to @freetobeyouandmichi-me for helping me with the title.

Cold Compresses and Shaky Hands

Joel heaves Ellie back up into his arms, knees creaking, back aching, and tries not to think about the heat coming off her. Her skin, where it’s exposed, is covered in a fine sheen of sweat, and her breathing is thin and labored.

Ellie's gonna be ok. She's gonna be ok. She's gonna be ok. Joel keeps repeating to himself as he moves, he clings to the words like a lifeline thrown out in the trashing waters of the ocean to a drowning man. Because he is drowning, if he can’t save her, there's nothing in the world that would save him. She's gonna be ok. She's gonna be ok. She's gonna be ok.

The gates of Jackson rise up in front of him, and he nearly collapses with relief, but he knows he has to keep going for her. His feet stumble on a root, and he falls to his knees. He has to throw a hand out to catch himself, his other arm clutching desperately to Ellie. He is just barely able to keep her against his chest, but the jolt of their landing causes a pained moan to escape Ellie's throat. He soothes her as best he can with mumbled words while trying to gain back his feet.

"It's gonna be okay, baby girl, we're almost home." His voice is rough and broken, and his eyes are barely able to keep open. They had been walking for two days now. 

They had been out on day two of their four-day patrol when Ellie started showing signs of sickness. Ellie had tried arguing that they should continue on, but Joel put his foot down, sighting the patrol rules stating if a patrolman was sick or injured, they must return to town immediately. It had just been sheer bad luck that when they had made to turn back to town, a group of infected happened upon them, spooking the horses and leaving them to track back on foot once they’d dispatched the small group. Joel knew the horses would make their way back to Jackson, but it left him and Ellie at an impasse. 

Should they stay at the nearest lookout until someone finds the horses and comes out to find them, or should they just head back on foot? They had camping gear they could safely stay out a few nights, Ellie finally made the choice against Joel’s better judgment to push on.

By nightfall, Joel was kicking himself for letting her talk him into it. Her fever was high enough that she was shivering uncontrollably under all her layers, and her eyes were dull with the heartache she complained of. They set up camp and slept for a few fitful hours before Ellie could sleep no more. They cleaned up and started moving again, Ellie’s grip tight on her riffle head tucked down inside the coat of her jacket. The late falls in Wyoming got cold fast, and Joel could already feel the first nibblings of winter in the morning air. By midday, Joel knew they should have stayed at the checkpoint, but it was too late now, they had to keep pushing. By evening, Ellie was barely coherent, she spoke to herself and jumped at every shadow. They sat down for an hour to get some water in her, and Joel tried to encourage her to eat, but she just threw up everything he gave her. He pressed a cold compress to her neck with shaky hands and prayed to a god he no longer believed in that she would be ok.

When they started moving again, Ellie could barely walk. Joel finally convinced her to ride on his back, and they trekked closer to Jackson at a much-delayed pace. They stopped once more when Joel could feel Ellie trembling so hard on his back he thought she might break apart. He swore when he pulled her down and could see that her skin was pale and clammy. “Shit, Ellie baby, ya can’t do this to me. We are gonna get you back.” He had hefted her into his arms, leaving his and her packs buried under a pile of leaves. All he carried was his rifle on his back, a canteen in a sling to try and keep her hydrated, and his baby girl in his arms.

He was not gonna lose her.

On his knees in the dirt, Jackson’s wall looming in the distance, Ellie’s still, small body against his chest, Joel pushes himself up, desperation so old it went back twenty-some-odd years the only thing keeping him moving, he is not going to lose another daughter.

When he hears the hoofbeats and sees the face of his brother, he weeps, babbling to him, holding Ellie out in supplication. Tommy comes forward, taking Ellie into his arms and leaving Joel to the other two patrol men to wrangle on a horse. Tommy is already away, Ellie held tight to his chest as he gallops towards the gate.

Joel comes after as fast as his exhausted body can move. By the time he is finally inside the gates and at the clinic, Ellie is already inside, doctors hovering around her, outer clothing pulled away as they gently submerge her in a cooling bath. Joel stumbles to her side, reaching for her limp hand in the water.

“Joel, brother, c’mon. She’s gonna be ok, we gotta let the doctors work,” Tommy's hands are warm and steading on Joel's shoulder, and he lets his brother pull him away but only far enough so as not to get in the way.

—

Tommy brings him clean clothing and a thermos of hickory root coffee, knowing that Joel will not be sleeping until Ellie is safely in the clear. Hours pass, and Joel helps the doctors get Ellie out of the bath once her temperature has come down enough to have her out of danger. He gently comforts her when she awakens, confused and frightened, in wet clothing, memories of a winter four years past still plaguing her nightmares. He shoos the doctors away, and he and Tommy help dry her and clothe her in comfortable, warm sweats, so big on her petite frame she swims in them.

Tommy calls the doctors back, and they get her hooked up to an IV of fluids. A nurse hands him a cup and two small pills to help with her pain and the fever, and he helps her hold the cup to her lips so she can swallow them. Once that’s done, Tommy and the doctors leave, and Ellie makes grabby motions for him. He happily climbs into the bed with her, and she presses herself against his side and over his chest, her ear to his heart.

“What happened, Joel?” She asks, her voice weak.

“You got sick, kiddo.” His hand rubs up and down her spine, the bones still far too prominent for his comfort.

“I know that, but how did we get back?” Her hands clutch to his chest, and her face presses against the soft flannel of his shirt.

“We walked, and then I carried you.” He says, placing a soft kiss on her head as his other hand cards carefully through her knotted hair.

“That had to have been miles, Joel, how could you have managed that?” Her body loosens by his side, and he knows that she won’t be able to stay awake much longer.

“Doesn’t matter how far I have to go, baby girl, I’m always gonna be able to carry ya. Nothing on this earth could stop me from gettin' ya home safe and sound.” He has to cough to clear the tightness in his throat, and then he lays his cheek against the top of her head, and he rumbles. “I got you, baby. Go to sleep, I got you.”

Ellie sighs, and they drift off together, warm and safe in each other's embrace, father and daughter.

[uhyeahnoabsolutelynot]

personal favorite ellie moments from the show:

-crying while sam is attacking her because it means she officially wasn’t able to save him

-“moon rocks taste better than earth rocks, why? because they’re meteooooorrrrr” (airhorns)

-verbally directing joel through their escape from the university after he’s been stabbed and is in shock

-that you can tell she was still hoping it was joel coming to get her the morning after they fought

-giggling when joel demonstrates how the grip he showed her makes it harder to pull the gun away, and when he says they’ll go up as many flights as his body can handle, and when he calls her a little shit. ep4 is giggles central god ble$$

-“we’re not leaving her” she didn’t want tess to die alone even though it didn’t make sense for them to stay (don’t think about this as it relates to riley if you don’t want to be sad) and she punches joel and screams at him and puts her full weight into resisting leaving tess behind so he has to bodily drag her away

-genuinely congratulating tommy and maria on their marriage even though she doesn’t like either of them that much and has been yelling at them basically nonstop since they all sat down together, she’s such a sweet kid 🥺

-when he tells her “stay put” at bill and frank’s house and goes off to look at the truck and when he comes back she actually had stayed put for once because she’s scared and uncertain and thinks he might be about to ditch her

-“best astronaut name, ever” you know what ellie you’re so right

-panicky slightly tearful yet determined “okay, okay” and the wild look in her eyes as she’s stitching him up

-the second time he asks her “so is it everything you hoped for?” and she does a quick little smile when she realizes he’s doing a callback

-every time she repeats something after joel, whether to make fun of him or just try it out for herself, examples include “still time to find out,” “it’s called a turnover”/“turnOVer” and the especially cute “not so sure about the dressin’”/“what’s the dressin’”

-calling him out for taking out his feelings about tess on her

-sniffing her new gun

-her little moment with the infected in the gas station basement and the fact that she keeps it a secret from joel

-showing off with her knife trick, being mouthy when joel tries to chat with her about it, then immediately getting bored and trying to start up a conversation again

-when she careens into the basement after seeing david and his guys searching for them and there’s no time to be gentle about it so she basically throws her full body weight on top of joel to try to wake him up (ik it’s supposed to be serious but the closeup on joel here always makes me laugh, this man’s fever has him on a different fucking plane of existence entirely and he’s been more or less allowed to remain peacefully unconscious for days, when she lands on top of him it probably feels like he’s getting shot into space)

-(whispering) “joel” (5 second pause) “JOEL” both the first time when she wants to tell him a joke and the second time when the writers deviously reuse that dialogue with her being held at gunpoint 😌

-the face she makes looking at the coffee (props to the production team for figuring out how to film something as innocuous as coffee brewing and make it look earth-shatteringly nasty btw, we need a new emmy category just for this)

-the morbid out-of-my-depth nervous teen reaction of laughing at a dead body falling through the floor

-whenever she takes the lead and joel follows (i.e. “let’s go” after burying the burrells and insisting the river of death is dumb and the couple living in the cabin are dumb and “we finish what we started”)

-deciding that river is now officially called the river of death

-nervous one-sided conversations with a fully unconscious joel

-not taking no for an answer and always getting what she wants in the end i.e. “not to handle my sidearm because i’m such a fucking firefly give me your gun” and “can i have some? what, just to warm up, come on”

-getting in the truck and touching everything

-the moments when she seems older than her age, like when she’s trying to act cool for riley, and the moments when she seems like a much younger kid, like on the floor of the motel

-(head in her hand) “she told me not to tell anybody and now i’m telling that first people that i-”

-everyone always says this but it really is chicken soup for the goddamn soul, that brief glance up at joel in the window to make sure he’s ready to cover her before she runs to help henry and sam

-more of a general observation than a specific moment but i love how often her politics flip-flop, feels very true to the experience of being 14 years old and trying to figure out how you feel about the world and wrap your head around the notion that people who are nice to you might be causing you harm in other less obvious ways

-ellie williams kid detective being left alone in tess and joel’s apartment for all of 10 seconds and immediately piecing together B/F, the number one hits book, and the radio smuggling code

-nervously shifting her weight back and forth after she hands him the rifle back, having taken over watch when he fell asleep, and then when he finally gives her the good job/thank you nod returning it with the teeny-tiniest little smile. a great reminder that she’s literally 14! a smart and emotionally savvy 14, but still 14. she’s capable of sticking up for herself and saying “hey you’re not treating me very fairly right now” and “i did everything i was supposed to do” but at the end of the day she still wants his approval

-smacking into him when marlene sends her off with him and tess. when some guy doesn’t let you stab him and takes your knife and threatens you with a gun and raises his eyebrows at you like an asshole and then you have to leave with him and you’re literally soooooo mad

-“let’s go find tommy and the fireflies, it’s gonna be easy” (immediately trips)

[galaxycunt]

oooo for the dialogue prompts: " i haven’t laughed like this in a long time."

for mara and felix pls 🥺 i love those two together sm lol

oooo I love this

The role she was forced to fulfill, this damn colony, was getting to her. She stayed up at night, watching the stars in space or whatever planet they landed on. She did this more nights than she did sleep. When she did, nightmares happened if she ever closed her eyes more than an hour.

It was one of these kind of nights, she walked around the ship quietly. Mara wondered if Alex ever felt the crushing loneliness, even if he had ADA. A light was on in one of the cabins, she thought maybe it was Felix.

She knocked on the door, half expecting him to not answer. Felix answered a few seconds later, looking like he just shoved pants on.

He grinned sleepy like, “um, hi boss. What’s the matter?”

She shrugged, “oh you know. Saw you were up too.”

They stared at each other for a beat.

“D-do you wanna come in?”

She smiled, “only if you want me here.”

“Ha, I want you here.”

His room was a mess, he had a serial playing on a screen under a pile of clothes. Felix handed her a beer before clearing off the desk chair for her.

“What’s this?”

“Seriously? Terror On Monarch! Only the best fucking serial in the system.”

Mara rolled her eyes as she took a swig, it was something Felix never shut up about. He liked his Board sponsored entertainment as much and he hated the people who put the show on the air.

“This show sucks,” she threw up a hand before he interrupted, “but I love it.”

“It’s art, you wouldn’t understand.”

He got her there.

They watched a few more scenes before she spoke up again.

“So why are you up, man?”

He stretched out his legs in front of him, “couldn’t sleep. Ships too quiet, used to all the noises from my old bunk.”

She smiled, “yeah. I get that.”

On the screen, Halcyon Helen threw a guy over her shoulder in a fight before kicking him in the chest. Felix cheered as she did so, mimicking the moments from his seat.

“This is where I learned to fight you know.”

She laughed, “no shit? That’s fake as fuck, man.”

He waved her off, “I saved your ass a few times did I?”

“I ain’t seen you throw someone over your shoulder like that.”

He laughed, “bet I can.”

Mara finished her beer in a gulp, jumping to her feet. She motioned Felix to follow her to the cargo bay. Before he could properly respond she sprinted towards him with a grunt.

If he tried to throw her, she couldn’t tell. Instead of reacting, he let her tumble right into him, knocking the wind out of him.

“Fuck! Felix, are you okay? Why didn’t you stop me?”

He sat up sputtering for air, “what the fuck did you even try to do?”

“The show thing! You said you could!”

He looked at her dumbfounded, “I didn’t say like that!”

She looked around the cargo bay like she was on camera, “how else would I do it?”

For that, he didn’t have an answer. They realized she was still sitting on his lap, embarrassed she slowly got up. The collision hurt more than she realized.

Before considering a better judgement on her part, before Felix got up she rushed him again. This time he stuck his arm out, sending her flat on her ass. Mara’s face turned red, only letting out wheezes.

“Shit, boss! Are you okay?”

She didn’t answer but kept wheezing, waving her hands in front of her face. Every word she attempted to say came out gibberish. Felix panicked, wanting to wake up Ellie but too afraid to leave her there.

Eventually she calmed down, her wheezes turned back into laughter.

“Shit. I haven’t laughed like that in a long time,” she patted his back, “fuck.”

He helped her to her feet, laughing along with her. She leaned against him like a crutch, making their way to her cabin. He grabbed her some water, letting her calm down completely.

“Thanks, Felix. I owe you some bits, you got me.”

“As long as I didn’t kill you, boss.”

She laughed, “god, could you imagine. Pirate rules say you’d be the captain yeah?”

He shook his head, “oh I wouldn’t be able to take down Ellie for the crown.”

They burst into laughter, both thinking of Felix rushing Ellie like she did to him moments ago. They returned to his cabin to continue watching the serial.

When he woke in the morning, she was sleeping in his chair. It was the best night of sleep she had since arriving to the system.

[ofpineapplesanddawns]

❛ i’d be yours, if you asked. ❜ Lucian/Hardy 🥺

Oooof!

This prompt right here, this'll kill the John with the softness of it!

Excellent, let's make this work for the au. This takes place after the silver bullet thing, when Vardy's recovering and these two are having Feelings.

On with the fic!

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"Can we go for a walk?"

Lucian looked over at Alec, who had finally left his room after a few days of recovery. He still looked exhausted and weak, but there was that stubbornness, burning in his eyes, clearly indicating that he was not going to stop asking for this. That, or he'd just slip on his shoes and walk out the door himself.

"Are you feeling well enough to do so?" Lucian asked, treading carefully.

"I'm up, that's well enough."

From what Ellie had told him of hospital stays that Alec had in the time she'd known him, he'd always try to escape the moment he woke up. He logic of being able to sit up meaning that he was well was probably how he lived his life.

Dangerous way of thinking, but Lucian had no room to talk, considering his own experiences with injuries. He did get stabbed with silver-tipped spikes and nearly passed out, yet still managed to lead a rebellion in all of the span of a few hours, so...

"Alright, let me get my shoes on." Lucian replied, standing up.

They soon found themselves walking slowly around the town in the late evening, when there were less people about. Alec was shivering in the cool breeze of the night, even though Lucian felt just fine, how terrible it must be for someone to feel like he was always living in winter weather when there was no snow about.

He'd offer his jacket, but he felt that Alec would reject it, he was prideful in his own right and didn't like asking for help.

And yet, through his recovery, he had asked Lucian for things. They were simple, down to just 'can you stay with me'. There was always the option to say 'not right now', but Lucian never said that, he always said yes. He'd sit in the room with Alec until he passed out again, to let his body recovery from the silver poisoning, to accept the blood transfusions he was receiving.

They took him off them this morning, Tess said he should be fine now, and should be able to just drink it without much trouble. Alec hadn't said much in protest to this, he just slipped himself back under the blankets and turned on his side to go back to sleep.

Well, fake going back to sleep, Lucian could tell when someone was sleeping from how their breathing sounded, but he pretended not to notice. He looked at the quiet vampire who walked beside him. "Are you alright, do we need to stop?"

He looked a bit tired, his steps slower, sluggish. Alec opened his mouth to protest, but closed it, nodding instead, and Lucian guided him to sit down on a bench nearby. They sat there for a few minutes while Alec tried to catch his breath, rubbing at his chest.

"What's wrong?" Lucian asked and Alec shot him a look, but there wasn't much fire to it, no bite.

"Chest hurts... I guess I'm pushing it."

"Do you need..." Lucian held out his hand and Alec shook his head, looking uncomfortable. "It'll help, just a small boost."

"I don't want to take more of your blood."

"You didn't take much before, you've been having your supply of human blood lately."

Alec still didn't look comfortable, looking away. "I don't wanna take more from you, Lucian. You've already... you've already done so much for me these past few days, and I don't get why."

"Don't get why?" Lucian frowned, lowering his hand. "Alec, I'm doing all this because I care about you, your safety. You frightened me when you were suffering from the silver, it had been so close to your heart."

"Not the worst thing my heart's dealt with."

"That's not the point, you could have died. You could have died because of me."

Alec looked at him now, frowning. "Is that why you're being nice? Because I saved you?"

Lucian shook his head. "No. While I am forever thankful for what you did, I... I've been by your side because I care about you. And when I care about someone, I do everything I can for them."

He licked his lips, leaning back. "I've always been this way, with my pack when I first took them in during my rebellion, I wanted to do what was best for them, because I did care for them all. And with... with Sonja, oh, I'd pluck the moon from the sky for her if she asked me to. This has nothing to do with you saving my life, Alec, I've been at your bedside for nearly a week because I want you to be safe, alive."

"You... care about me?" Alec asked in disbelief. "Even though I've been such a bastard to you?"

"You're like that with many people." Lucian smiled. "But you also have shown me kindness, you hated me at first, but I see that now this isn't the case. I apologize if this seems like a lot to put on you, but with how I feel, I see you as if you're one of mine, if you know what I mean."

He then frowned, scratched at his head. "Fuck, that sounds terrible to say, embarrassing, really. I mean, I just..."

"I’d be yours, if you asked."

Lucian turned, looking at the vampire, who was looking at him with a careful expression, one meant to hide what was really going on in his head. But there were cracks, and Lucian could tell that there was something.

"W-what do you mean?"

"I'd be yours, if you asked." Alec repeated. "Lucian, it's pretty obvious I don't have you like I did when we first met. I've come to know you in your time here, and... I don't know, I guess things have changed, for me, between us. You're not as subtle as you think you are."

"And by saying you'd be mine, you mean..?"

Alec didn't say anything, he just took Lucian's hand, intertwining their fingers.

There were no words, it was a question though. Lucian answered with a small, careful squeeze, to which Alec replied with his own.

They sat quietly together on that bench, under the streetlights, the moon and the night sky. No one said a word, but no one had to. At one point, Lucian took back his hand to remove his jacket, placing it around Alec's shoulders, just a little warmth, if he wanted it.

Alec just gave him a nod, the barest hint of a quirk of his lips, before taking back Lucian's hand.

They soon left in silence, walking back to Alec's place, back up to his room. Alec removed the jacket, setting it aside on a chair in the room, before gesturing for Lucian to lay on the bed with him. Lucian was hesitant, but still, he made himself comfortable.

The vampire laid down next to him, never saying a word, but kept himself close as he started to drift off to sleep. Lucian smiled just a little at him before closing his eyes, listening to the faint, slow heartbeat of the man next to him.

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I don't think they needed to say much more after that. :3c

[fangirlforlife97]

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