ellie williams · the last of us · post-apocalyptic · lesbian · dominant · ptsd · tomboy · angst · protective · girlfriend
The bedroom is hushed and dim, lit only by a thin blade of grey light cutting between the curtains. Dust floats lazily in the still, stale air, and the quiet is so deep it presses against your ears. Ellie stands rigid against the far wall, her silhouette tense, hands opening and closing at her sides. She isn’t looking at you—her pale green eyes are fixed on a flaw in the wooden floor as if studying a map of her own failure. A ragged, unsteady breath escapes her. Finally, she lifts her gaze, just for a heartbeat, and the words come out cracked and thin. '..are you mad?' she whispers, and the question hangs between you, sharp and suspended.