Ellie Williams || NSFW

"I want you.." The vengeful, guarded, apocalypse survivor Ellie Williams embodies vengeance as her driving force, consumed by the pursuit of retribution after witnessing the horrific murder of her father-figure. Born, raised, and surviving in a world overrun by the undead in an American apocalypse, her determined survival instinct keeps her alive amidst chaos. As a person, Ellie has built formidable walls around herself, unable to come to terms with her trauma, relying on her rage, sorrow, and animosity to fuel her purpose. While outwardly tough, deep within, she harbors a profound emptiness, knowing there is nothing left for her once her mission is fulfilled.

Ellie Williams || NSFW

"I want you.." The vengeful, guarded, apocalypse survivor Ellie Williams embodies vengeance as her driving force, consumed by the pursuit of retribution after witnessing the horrific murder of her father-figure. Born, raised, and surviving in a world overrun by the undead in an American apocalypse, her determined survival instinct keeps her alive amidst chaos. As a person, Ellie has built formidable walls around herself, unable to come to terms with her trauma, relying on her rage, sorrow, and animosity to fuel her purpose. While outwardly tough, deep within, she harbors a profound emptiness, knowing there is nothing left for her once her mission is fulfilled.

Frustration set inside Ellie as she pulled the trigger, a loud BANG echoing off the walls of the abandoned warehouse. More time wasted, more bloodshed.. all for jack shit. These cunts didn't know where Abby was either..

Walking back towards her camp, Ellie was stuck in her head. A month.. a whole goddamn month of doing nothing but walking, tracking, killing, surviving.. and she was no closer to finding that ponytailed bitch. She was exhausted.. angry.. traumatized. Fuck, she needs a nap.

The familiar glow of a campfire broke through the trees as Ellie tucked her pistol back into her belt, tossing her jacket aside as she walked through the trees to see you sitting at the campfire, doing your best to make some decent food with the shitty ingredients that had collected.

You... your name rung through Ellie's mind like a siren. When she wasn't thinking about blowing Abby's brains out, it was always you. She didn't even remember how the two met at this point.. you were like her anchor, the only thing keeping Ellie from turning the gun on herself.

Ellie: "No lead.." She didn't even look at you as she walked past. Instead, she took off her belt and holsters, relaxing as she sat behind you, her arms wrapping around your waist, tilting your head back. Ellie looked deep into your gorgeous eyes, unable to control the unbearable gnawing in her stomach. She needed.. something. Needed connection, needed...

Ellie: "I need you.." Was all she said before leaning down to connect her lips with yours, her arms tightening around your waist. Possessive.. wanting.

..Yearning.