#TLOU part 2

[martyfive]

i miss them every day

[marscardigan]

through the valley, part vii

ellie williams x reader

through the valley masterlist

summary: what if Joel didn’t lie? what if there was more people immune? more people like ellie? more people like you?

word count: 8.7k

warnings: this fic doesn’t follow the original plot from tlou part II. canon typical violence.

The aquarium was unusually quiet the day Abby, Lev and Yara arrived, after hours of freezing outside with the rain. When they came back, they didn't expect to find two corpses inside the building. Abby felt her whole world crumbling down, keening in front of Owen while tears escaped her eyes nonstop. Yara knelt by her side, sad, too. Lev didn't lower his bow, afraid of not being alone with the two girls.

"I… I need to find whoever did this" Abby sobbed, but her sadness was replaced by rage quickly. Lev and Yara looked at each other, making a silence promise to help the blonde girl.

Sadly, there were no clues left of the murderer. Only a piece of your floral dress, and Ellie's map.

You and Ellie went back to the theater, where Tommy left, but now a new male was making company to Dina. Jesse, was called. He saluted you with a cordial nod. The brunette told you two how the wolves themselves were searching Abby, who was now on the run, and hiding from the WLF.

"I heard something about Abby hiding some scars"

"Seraphites" you were quickly to correct her, but she seemed to ignore you. She looked paler than last time, too. You saw how she fidgeted her fingers, and noticed her sweaty forehead.

That day, you and Jesse went out hunting to bring some food for supper. After spending a whole afternoon with him, you could see how Dina fell in love with him. He was funny, transparent and charismatic. He made you laugh a couple of times, and he was surprised when you showed him your skills with the bow.

You came back with stolen food from a supermarket, and two squirrels you shot. Ellie, as always, made the bonfire. You all ate in a comfortable silence, everyone except Dina.

"You should eat, Dina," you said, breaking the quietness as you placed some meat on her empty plate.

"No, uh, thanks. I threw up this morning. I'm not feeling good," she replied with a polite smile, pushing the plate back.

You hesitated for a moment, glancing at Jesse and Ellie before looking back at Dina. You took a deep breath, voice soft but steady. "Dina, you need to eat. It’s not just for you… it's for the baby, uh, too."

The silence around the fire became suffocating. Dina froze, her wide eyes locking onto yours. Jesse's fork clattered onto his plate, and Ellie’s gaze darted between the two of you.

"What the hell, really?" Dina snapped, her voice sharp with anger. "That wasn’t your news to share."

You felt the heat rise in your face as everyone stared. "I wasn’t trying to—look, I just thought you’d—"

"Thought what?" she interrupted, standing abruptly. "What is wrong with you!?" Her voice cracked, frustration lacing every word.

You clenched your jaw, your stomach twisting as her anger stung deeper than you expected. "I wasn’t trying to ruin anything," you muttered defensively, standing up as well.

You walked away from the fire. You shoved your hands in your pockets, feeling a mix of regret and indignation burn in your chest.

The muffled sound of Dina and Jesse arguing drifted from the balcony above, their words sharp, even if you couldn’t make out the details. You hadn’t meant to spoil anything, but Dina’s anger still stung. You understood her, though.

The sound of quiet footsteps pulled you from your thoughts, and you glanced over your shoulder to see Ellie approaching. She sat down by your side, smiling at you. You tried to smile back, but it was more like a grimace look.

For a moment, she didn’t say anything, just sat there, her shoulder brushing lightly against yours as you both listened to the distant argument.

"Hey," she finally said, her voice low and soft. "Are you okay?"

You let out a bitter laugh, shaking your head. "Yeah, super fine. I just ruined a relationship."

Ellie tilted her head, studying you. "You know, Dina’s not mad because she hates you or anything. She’s just... dealing with a lot right now."

"I know that," you muttered, resting your chin on your knees. "But it’s not like I was trying to ruin her moment or whatever. I just—" You sighed, the words catching in your throat. “If I had known no one was aware of it, I didn't have said it. I... I didn’t mean to upset her.”

"But... How did you know?" Ellie's tone was curious, yet cautious.

You glanced at her, your eyes looking at your cross pendant, that now rested on her neck. "Know what?"

She raised an eyebrow, giving you a look like you knew exactly what she meant. “About Dina. The pregnancy.”

"Oh" You sighed, your gaze dropping back to the ground. "I mean, I don't know her, but I just noticed some things. The throwing up, her pale look, and stop eating... I just spent a lot with the pregnant woman at the commune and pieced the information together, I guess"

“And, I don’t know, I just... had this gut feeling,” you admitted, your voice quieter now. “Like, something clicked, and it just made sense.”

Ellie nodded, her expression thoughtful. “Huh. You’re pretty observant.”

For a moment, you just sat there together, the tension from earlier fading into the cool night air.

"Hey" Dina's voice made you stop sharpening your machete.

"Hey" You murmured back, biting your lip with nervousness. Were your hands suddenly sweaty?

"I'm... I'm sorry about yesterday. I lost my temper" She admitted, voice low.

"I'm the one who should be apologizing, it wasn't my business at all."

"Well, but you didn't know..."

"It doesn't matter. It was wrong for to say it." The both of you stayed silent, accepting each other's apologies.

"I'm leaving back to Jackson with Jesse. He is right, I shouldn’t be here with... you know"

You nodded with understatement. "May she guide you home"

Dina didn't answer you, she just smiled tiredly. "Hope you and Ellie have a good riddance, too"

“Please, take care of her” Both of you stared at the green-eyed girl, who was hugging tightly her best mate. “She’s… been through a lot.”

I know, you wanted to say. But instead, you stayed quiet, nodding with a tired smile.

They left moments after.

Ellie and you stayed at the theater to gain more information with the radio about Abby’s location. Two days turned into a week. You and Ellie started to elaborate a plan to find Abby by yourselves when Tommy didn't come back for his daily search around the surroundings.

You could feel how that night Ellie didn't sleep at all, a tight knot shaping inside her stomach. You tried to reassure her, but it was quite complicated knowing you were concerned too.

The next morning, Ellie was gone. Her backpack and guns too. You felt coldness welcome your body again, and it wasn't because of the rain that poured outside the building. You waited all day for a return that didn't come. But you didn't cry, even if that was the first thought you had in mind. You grimaced, feeling how your head started swimming in thoughts again, your chest unable to breathe. You were alone once more.

The night came, and every second that passed you were sure Ellie wouldn't come back. How could she, anyway? She would be probably dead by now. The thought of it made you puke the nonexistent dinner you had, reminding you how you should eat. But it didn't matter anymore. Ellie left, and so did all your hope.

The noise of the rain stopped you from hearing steps on the second floor. Your cries maybe did too. It wasn't until you heard the door of the room open that you looked up, your eyes shining again.

You remember seeing Abby hitting your head repeatedly into the floor. You remember seeing your friend's brother looking at you with wide eyes. But you don't remember seeing her. You only remember darkness.

The sun was starting to come out when Ellie and Tommy returned to the theater. Although they still haven't found where the blonde was, Ellie was still satisfied she got to save Tommy from some wolves.

He told Ellie what he heard while he was on the WLF camp, about Abby and her new companions. Two scars. You were right about the bow you found at the aquarium.

She didn't want to leave you alone there, but she also knew you wouldn't be safer anywhere else, that you needed to rest and that she would be back before you woke up.

At least that's what she thought before everything turned sour. She knocked three times, as she always did, for you to come and open the door. She didn't find it strange, feeling you might be angry at her for not telling you she'd leave. But right by her side, Tommy, grabbed his gun. He could tell something was off, rounding the building with Ellie behind him.

"She's probably just mad at me for lea-" Her heart skipped at beat. One of the windows of the top floor was broken.

Someone got in the theater.

taglist!

@vahnilla @antobooh @liasxeatt @rhyrhy @autisticintr0vert @culuvr @sevyscoven

[ellieabbyy]

[diaryofastonerdyke]

forever mourning shannon berry as abby :(

[47170i10376714]

version 2

[zestycowboah]

The Last of Us Part II

[hxltic]

Ellie likes missionary because she’s a throat grabber and a deep fucker that’s all

[l-zhk]

A little edit I made of Abby and Yara 🤍 Her death shattered my heart, and I found myself in tears while editing this video. I have always admired Yara’s strength and resilience, she fought bravely until the very end. 🌸

[localemofreak]

Jackson!Joel Miller is definitely the type of man to have an old ass fat labrador dog, and just sit on the porch with the dog while playing his guitar.

And when it’s getting dark he just pats the dog’s side and is like “alright let’s head inside bud.” in his little southern twang and heads inside while that fat old dog just waddles behind him..

And when I tell you he would love that dog with all of his fucking heart- spoil that little expired fat fuck.

I didn’t make the rules here 🤷‍♀️

[pheracy]

For anyone who loves this kind of facts, in the Spanish dubbing of Arcane, Vi has the same voice actress as Abby from The Last of Us Part 2. Let's go muscular women 💪🏼♀️

[endure-ac-survive]

[myovin]

My Shayla, my babygirl, my wife <3

[trackinglessons]

abby is beefy and chubby and i will die on this hill if you think otherwise ur wrong

[ellieabbyy]

am I the only one who never saw this official art? It’s from a limited edition vinyl release from 2020. they both look so hot

[cupidsribbns]

beefy chubby abby i love you

[lucidfairies]

take a hit [e.w]

pairing: inexperienced!reader x dealer!ellie

synopsis: for the first time, you're interested in sharing a joint with Ellie, and she doesn't let the moment get passed up

warnings: intox, cnc, weed/smoking, head [r!receiving], fingering [r!receiving], strap [r!receiving], pet names (mama, baby, good girl, slut, pretty), unrealistic squirting, ellie uses reader to get off, lots of use of the word force and lots of ellie's thoughts that include force

wc: 2.5k

a/n: short n sweet! long time no see 💘 (ps this is kind of shitty until the last thousand words where it actually gets good lmao 😭)

“ellie?” you yelled from the bedroom, plopping down on the bed with a huff. she entered the room, leaning against the door frame and smiling. “do you have any weed on you? I think I might want to try some.” ellie was taken aback by the question. you were never one for smoking or drinking, let alone somewhere outside of a party environment, or for leisure.

you guys had been together for a while, but smoking together was something that ellie never thought she’d see. you made it very clear from the beginning that you would not be partaking in ellie’s ‘business’, as you called it. she hardly considered it that; ten or so customers did not make a business, just a side hustle.

“yeah I have weed baby,” you watched as she walked over towards the closet and pulled out a shoe box, cleanly organized with wrap paper, weed, grinders, and other things that you didn’t know or couldn’t name. she sat down across from you on the bed, pulling out her supplies and setting it up. “do you want me to roll it or do you know how?” she asked, but the paper was already in her hands.

“you do it,” you changed positions so that you were straddling the bed, shirt falling between your legs to cover your underwear. she was looking.

“I’m gonna put in a little more than I normally do to make it feel good, okay mama?” you nodded eagerly, her plan unbeknownst to you. she made it seem like that; like she just did it to make you feel good, but in reality, she overfilled it so that halfway through the joint you wouldn’t be able to see straight.

she got up, turning the bedroom lights down low to create a pretty ambiance. you slipped the joint between your lips, waiting for her to come over and light it for you, which she did. she had you sit in her lap, pulling the joint from between your lips between every hit, just so that you would know you were a princess.

after a few hits, the room was already beginning to spin. “els why aren’t you hitting it?” you asked, pouting as you tried to push her hand towards her face with little luck. she took a short hit to make you happy and keep you relaxed before forcing it between your lips again. she made you hit it over and over again until you were sure you were in outer space.

that’s when her plan unfolded. suddenly, her hands were running up the sides of your thighs and her hot mouth found your neck. you whined lazily, her touch feeling so much better than it usually did. “ellie what are you doing?” you slurred, not coherent enough to fight back as she grabbed your hips and forced you down onto her lap. an immediate gush of wetness filled your panties when your clit brushed over her bulge. “ellie,” you slurred again, whining into her neck as your hips rolled down again.

“shhh, it’s okay baby. you wanna be a good girl and hit this again for me?” she held the joint up to your lips once again, and like the good girl you were, you took it between your lips and sucked. “that’s it, that’s my good princess, isn’t it?” she cooed. she took the joint from you and sat it in the ashtray, flipping you so that you were under her. “god, you’re just so pretty, aren’t you? can’t keep my hands off you. you did this to yourself, baby, such a slut without pants on, huh?” you whimpered as her hand came up under your shirt and harshly pulled your nipple.

something about this felt wrong, but it also felt so right. you loved the way she took over and decided what was going to happen, you loved the way your body felt and reacted to her in your cloudy headspace.

you whined as her fingers ran gently over your cunt through your shorts. you were so wet and your clit was pumping so hard, you had to have her in you. Your hips jolted and ground down on her thigh and fingers, making her chuckle. “now we want it, don’t we? that’s all it took, baby, you just needed a few hits to let me take control.” you nodded your head frantically as she pulled your shirt over your head.

her mouth danced down your neck with sweet bites until she made her way to your tits. she took one in her mouth and the other in her hand, hitting just the spot to make you writh under her. she gave both just the attention they needed, leaving marks along the way, before continuing down your stomach, stopping at your pubic bone.

“before I fuck you, you’re gonna take another hit of the joint. how’s that sound, pretty?” the joint was still burning a little, almost out, but it was enough to take a hit, a long hit, because ellie held it to your lips and kept it there until she saw fit. once she decided you were ready, she tossed it back in the ashtray and immediately attached her lips to your clit.

you were so spacey and sleepy but it felt so good. nothing like what you were used to. every perfect flick of her tongue was like touching heaven. she rotated between flicking her tongue up and down, side to side, going in circles, and sucking, and she practically had you coming in seconds.

she didn’t care that you lousily came once within the first minute, she continued and traced your entrance with the tip of her finger, sending electric shocks through your system. the pads of her fingers were rough from her guitar, and you could feel the callouses as she teased you.

finally, she pushed her first finger in, wasting no time in crooking it up to the perfect spot. when she had you stretched out enough, she added another, and even another. the weed was relaxing you so much that you hadn’t even noticed the slight burn from the third finger, because you had never taken it before now.

“oh ellie,” you moaned, hands gripping the sheets as your head spun. “ellie I’m gonna cum.” you slurred as the pressure in your pelvis grew and bolts of pleasure started shooting throughout your body. her free hand moved from your hip to your tit, pinching your nipple once again.

you came for the second time, back arching and desperate for her to never stop.

“ellie I’m tired,” you pouted as she came up from between your legs and kissed you. you tasted yourself from her lips as her tongue grazed yours, she sucked gently and you moaned.

she pulled away, cooing at you. "if only we were done," she said as she stood to walk away, venturing into the closet to get, what she called, her 'strap box'. she thought it was funny to call it that.

she clipped her harness onto her hips and attached her favorite strap; it was forest green in color, nearing eight inches in length. she knew you couldn't always take it all, that's what made it fun for her. especially having you this way, where your head was in the clouds and your body was much more lenient to the things she wanted to do to it.

"flip over, ass up," ellie said, and you complied as she climbed onto the bed behind you. she pressed down on your lower back, deepening your arch. it was slightly uncomfortable, but the way she was looking at your pussy like a hungry dog made you forget the uncomfortability.

ellie never cared much for cleaning you up in between rounds, so when she ran the tip of her strap through your folds and down to your clit, your cum smeared all over your pussy. she almost came in her boxers at the sight of it.

rather roughly, ellie jerked her hips forward, pushing the first three inches in you. it didn't hurt like you anticipated, your body and mind were too lax for anything to hurt much. "today," ellie groaned softly as you took another couple inches. "you're going to take the whole thing. how's that sound?"

you didn't get a chance to answer before she was forcing another inch in you, only one to go before her hips pressed against your ass. your hands gripped the sheets, pressure gathering from the length in your abdomen.

ellie knew it would hurt if she put the last inch in, but she craved it. she couldn't resist the idea of you stretched out wide for her thick, cum soaked strap. she needed it.

she reached over you, wrapping her slender fingers over your mouth and pulling you up as she forced the last inch in you. you whined in pain, protests coming from your covered mouth, but she was too lost to listen. your head rested on her shoulder now, and she used this to reach around and trace your clit while she fucked into you.

she was going fast, slamming her hips into you as hard as she could. the harder the slam, the better it felt against her clit. since you had came twice already, she was focused on herself; meaning that she went as hard and as fast as she needed to to get herself off.

with a final harsh jerk, she coated her boxers and soaked through the inside of the harness. she released your mouth and clit and roughly pushed you forward, unrelenting as you neared your third orgasm of the night.

she grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled it with every thrust, and just like that, the pressure from your stomach and bladder were releasing, and you were coming and squirting all over her.

she pulled out and flipped you onto your back, harshly slapping your clit. "such a fucking mess," she said slowly, with a slap between every word. tears streaked your cheeks from her brutal overstimulation and pain, and ellie lived for her. she wondered how many more times she could slap your sensitive spot between your legs before you begged her to stop, but she figured she would save that for next time.

once you were cleaned up and cared for, she left to acquire more weed. there was no way in hell she wasn't doing this with you again.

tags: @bvnfetti @kl1q @kaykeryyy @katemartinis @r3wbeef