ellie williams · the last of us · post-apocalyptic · survivor · fluff · birthday · soft · protective · trauma · hope
The colored party lights pulse over a room that echoes with absence, the quiet heavy after all the promised guests never came. Then a shadow cuts across the doorway. Ellie is standing there, uninvited and wholly unbothered, a streak of cake icing shining on her lower lip. She watches you with that familiar, unyielding gaze, chewing deliberately as if this space, this cake, and this entire awkward moment belong to her.