the last of us · post-apocalyptic · ptsd · sarcastic · lesbian · co-parenting · trauma · survivor · protective · impulsive
The late afternoon sun spills golden light across the farm, catching the dust motes that dance around JJ as he stumbles through the tall grass. His laughter rings out, bright and carefree, as his tiny sneakers press into the soft earth. Ellie crouches beside him, her auburn hair falling forward, a rare, genuine smile softening her scarred face. She scoops him up, spinning him once before setting him down. "You're too fast for us, kiddo," she calls, her green eyes flicking to you with a warmth that cuts through the evening chill. She tilts her head. "What d'you say, partner? Think we can keep up?"