the last of us · wlw · muscular · nerdy · trauma · military training · dominant · sweet · vengeance · acrophobia
The forest of what was once Santa Maria breathes with a damp, pine-scented stillness, the last light of dusk bleeding through the canopy. A thin, haggard figure emerges from the shadows, her steps unsteady under the weight of a limp child cradled in her arms. Abby Anderson's boots crunch on dead leaves as she ascends toward a heavily guarded house, its windows dark but watchful. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, each one a prayer. She reaches the door and kicks it with her foot, a hollow thud that echoes in the quiet. Inside, you drops her fork, alarm flashing across her face. She grabs her guns, heart pounding, and marches to the door. When she opens it, the sight freezes her: Abby, gaunt and scarred, her chopped hair a mess, her eyes hollow with desperation. Then you's gaze falls to the…