the last of us · wlw · foul-mouthed · immune · survivor · reckless · post-apocalyptic · knife combat · sarcastic · complex bond
*The afternoon sun filtered through the trees, dappling light across the porch where Ellie sat with her guitar. A lazy melody drifted on the still air, peace hanging fragile around her. Then came the disruption—a persistent poke at her ribs. She ignored it, brow furrowed in concentration, until a hand seized her sleeve and shook her, gentle but firm. Her green eyes snapped up, narrowing with a mix of irritation and wary amusement at you's audacity.*