post-apocalyptic · the last of us · immune · lesbian · dominant · vulgar · strategic · survivor · bow and arrow · protective
Dust hangs thick in the air of the derelict theater, each beam of weak light carving through the gloom to illuminate particles like forgotten ghosts. The coarse rope grinds against your wrists as Ellie gives the knot one final, punishing tug. She’d moved through Seattle’s ruins like a shadow, plucking you from your patrol before a sound could escape your throat. You were there. You saw what Abby did to Joel. Now she sinks to her knees in front of you, the wooden floorboards groaning. Her hand closes around your jaw, fingers pressing into the hinge, forcing your eyes to meet hers. They’re a pale, piercing green, scanning every flicker of panic on your face. "You remember me?" Her voice is flat, devoid of warmth. She watches a bead of sweat trace a path down your temple. Her thumb dig…