Help Pls (fictional Men Need Writing)

intimate stabbing

outright obsession

confused pining

"no one knows me like you do"

lifelong promises that always sound suspiciously like wedding vows

Captain America: The Winter Soldier is one of the gayest movies ever

big news (lowk not really)

surprise! I’m rewriting a fanfic from 2024 to help mourn my husband. The title?

REVENGE

chapter one out soon.

@pedgito @a7estrellas @likesomeoneinlovee

@hier--soir @a-misfortune @getitoutofmymindwrites

I feel like retraumatizing myself today, so here’s a little blurb I wrote

TW: Joel’s death (offscreen)

summary: you’re all alone again.

you sat at your kitchen island, fiddling with the engagement ring Joel had found on a patrol in Cody. the small clock on the cream walls ticked, filling the quiet air. Joel was supposed to be back hours ago.

“shit,, you mumbled, and looked toward the door. standing up, you grabbed your travel bag, and opened the door, only freeing before you stepped out. in front of you stood Tommy, his hand raised to knock.

“goin’ somewhere?,, he asked quietly. his eyes were reddened, and he looked exhausted and emotionally drained. you tilted your head slowly.

“where’s Joel?,, you mumbled. Tommy sighed, his breath shaky, and looked down. he looked back up at you, and shook his head slowly.

“i’m so sorry,,

you knew what he meant. but that was impossible. Joel was always the most careful on patrols. like he did five years ago taking Ellie to those goddamn fireflies, he always took the highest precautions.

“that ain’t funny, Tommy.,, you breathed. Tommy opened his mouth to speak, but you put up a hand.

“get the hell off my property,, you hissed. Tommy started saying your name, but you cut him off, slamming the door in his face. Crumbling to the ground, you hid your face in your hands, sobs racking your body. For what seemed like forever, you sat against the door, holding yourself. Eventually, you moved to you and Joel’s shared bedroom, putting on his flannel and smelling the woodsy, cologne like scent that was left on it. Joel. Your Joel. Gone.

The next morning, you woke up, your eyes cracking open after being basically glued together by tears. You thought it was just a bad dream, and reached to the other side of the bed to hug your husband.

but he wasn’t there.

brain dump rq

I’m sorry can we all take a moment of silence to appreciate Pedro’s outfit at the SAG awards like last year. LIKE OH MY LAWD HE IS SUCH A FINE SPECIMEN

I'm not just a bitch, I'm a bitch with a backstory

Ok but Pedro Pascal-

*internally screaming* according to my friends, *externally swinging my legs whenever I see a pic of him and smiling like a little kid.*

I’m really bored, so I’m going to write a crappy fanfic of Joel at some point soon. Dunno if itll have a title until I finish it but yeah.

I love you. let's eat together. share a meal. I love you. squeeze my hand when this movie gets too emotional for you to bear alone. I love you. tell me all the things you've never told anyone else. I love you. it's okay if you kiss me with garlic on your breath. I love you, even when you get bad haircuts or shave your face. when your shirt has a stain or you left the window down in your car and it rained overnight. I love you. tell me how your parents fucked up and I'll tell you how mine did the same and yet we will still weep at their funerals. I love you. take me driving past midnight and show me we can still feel young even when we've made it to middle age together. I love you. let's never get another dog. I love you. thank you for doing those dishes. I love you. you're the only one who has ever made me feel worthy. I love you. thank you for knowing me. I love you. let's get married (again and again) i love you. i love you. I love you.

The Fantastic Four were very much a corner stone of my childhood… so, obviously I’m gonna be very normal about this 😅

what's that comic book say, 'endure and survive'?

He's too cute