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The Reaping Song by Merakiae for JudithWilde
Fandoms: The Last of Us (Video Games), The Last of Us (TV)
27 Feb 2025
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Maria holds Tommy’s hand in hers, running her thumb over the calluses of his palm and back along the lineaments of his wrist. They sit in the half-light of a fire burned low, side-by-side on one of the logs in the middle of the atrium, which is notably and mercifully empty in the early hours before the dawn. Outside, the sky is dark and featureless, the stars blotted out by a uniform cloud bank that flows on the wind, rippling out endlessly to the horizon. There’s a damp chill in the air, and Tommy coughs, shivers.
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The Tommy PTSD fic I've always wanted to write, with a heavy dose of found family cuddles and Maria being his port in the storm (I am absolutely inconsolable over these two honestly, do not send help)
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Collateral Wounds by Merakiae for PaigeGoneRogue
Fandoms: The Last of Us (Video Games), The Last of Us (TV)
26 Feb 2025
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It’s late to be having this conversation. She’s tired; he’s tired, can’t get his thoughts lined up, can’t work out this ache— He realizes he’s got a track playing in his head, the one he’d thought he’d managed to shake for good: the low static of a radio, cut by Sarah’s agonal gasps— eventually giving way to the cry of the wind over the desert, the patter of blood from Rico’s neck as it paints the inner wall of the humvee—
Tommy draws a breath so sharp it stings.
“Joel asked me to take Ellie. To Colorado.”
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A Tommy/Maria fic exploring the aftermath of Joel and Tommy’s conversation in the workshop.
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Nascence by Merakiae for Bumblepony
Fandoms: The Last of Us (TV), The Last of Us (Video Games)
24 Feb 2025
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He knows the horses, knows Adam and Rueben and a few others— good men, kind men. He knows patrol, the rotation of the routes, the rhythms of keeping the stables up, feeding and working the animals. He knows how the storms roll in and how they leave, knows the way the gloaming comes over the valley when the sun slips behind the peaks and sets the clouds ablaze. He’s getting to know the feeling of having a house all to himself, sharing meals, casting votes in town halls, asking and receiving and being able to go out and get for himself what he needs without having to steal it. And he’s beginning to know he’s got something going with Maria, something that turns his heart soft every time he dares to think of it. But there are still plenty of days he wonders if he even knows up from down around Jackson, really.
That ain’t gonna cut it much longer. Cause he’s gotta know. He’s gotta know what it means, to have found all of this, and he’s gotta know whether he gets to keep it, and what he’s meant to do with it.
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A Tommy/Maria fic, exploring the nascence of their relationship amidst Tommy finding his footing in Jackson and the loss of Maria’s father.
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a grey mist on the sea's face, and a grey dawn breaking by Merakiae for eedsknees
Fandoms: The Last of Us (Video Games), The Last of Us (TV)
13 Dec 2023
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She scrambles down off the breakwater into the shallows, feeling the lap of the frigid sea through the thick rubber of her waders. Trawling a dented wire basket through the tide, she lets the saltwater cleanse the bruises on her wrists, the blood beneath her fingernails.
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An ode to New England, to Ellie and Joel, and to the relentless tide of love and loss that brings them together in every universe <3