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of rage and ruin by corazondebeskar
Fandoms: The Last of Us (Video Games), The Last of Us (TV)
05 Dec 2025
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Joel Miller made it twelve years into the apocalypse without getting bit. He turns into a much different kind of monster than he expected, though.
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27 Jan 2025
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Arthur Morgan was just a character in a video game--until one day he isn't. What happens when Lily Edwards-- a young doctor from 2018--mysteriously gets transported back to 1899 and is forced to live with the Van Der Linde gang? Will Arthur be everything she thought he was, or will she learn the truth? And why does he seem so invested in her?
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Bookmarked by almostempty (Wednesdaybb)
17 Jan 2025
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Peña's hiding something. Murphy's going to figure out what, even if it wrecks his entire fucking life.
(Or, finding out that your partner fucks dudes and losing your mind about it in a completely heterosexual way.)
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19 Nov 2024
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The Last Of Me, The Rest Of You by LewisMey
Fandoms: The Last of Us (Video Games), The Last of Us (TV)
11 Aug 2024
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It all begins with a forceful bump to the shoulder and a whip of long auburn hair in you peripheral. Then a sharp pain explodes in the muscle of your upper arm and your vision blurs for a second. Your right hand immediately reaches up, yanking a thin, inches long glass shard out of your left shoulder. You turn on your heels, and when a gap opens in the sea of passersby, you catch a glimpse of her—an ice cold stare, a locked jaw and thin lips, curled into a challenge.
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15 Nov 2024
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Retching noises fill the bathroom. His knees hurt from kneeling on the floor tiles already, but he keeps rubbing small circles into Steve’s back until the muscles under his fingertips tighten once more and another pitiable sound emerges.
Javi scrunches his nose and sighs deeply. The sour smell of vomit pervades the already thick air, chokes the both of them.
How? How did they get here? Or rather, why didn’t he just pretend to not be home when the phone rang?
It’s too late now. Much too late to run.Steve heaves under his touches, stays still. Then retches some more.
It goes on like this for a while until bursts of alcohol and body fluids eventually turn into empty convulsions. Steve's body slackens in his grasp.“You done here?” Javi’s words sound hollow and a bit too harsh with the growing fatigue that settles on him.
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10 Oct 2024