the one and only ~ pedro pascal x reader
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Lilium in Bloom || A The Last of Us story.
They've been walking for days. The kind of walking that eats at your spine and leaves your thoughts screaming louder than the silence. After getting sidetracked by crumbling colonies and empty promises, Joel and Ellie are running low-on food, on bullets, on hope. That's when they see her. Alone. Hunched behind the rusted corpse of a car, hoodie drawn tight, one hand clenched around a blade that's already seen too much use. She doesn't beg. Doesn't speak at first. Just looks at them like she's deciding whether to fight or bleed out. Joel raises his gun. She doesn't flinch. "Go ahead," she says, voice flat. "Wouldn't be the worst thing that's happened to me." Ellie shifts. Joel doesn't lower the weapon. Not yet. They let her stick around-just for the night. That's what they tell themselves. She doesn't talk much, eats less. Sleeps with one eye open and a blade under her pillow. There's something broken in her. Not the kind you fix. The kind that cuts if you get too close. But they keep walking. And she keeps following. No one asks why. There's a story behind her silence, behind the bruises she won't explain and the nightmares that make her choke on her own breath. Joel sees it-he's lived it. Ellie feels it-like a weight shifting in their trio. A new presence. A new threat. Or maybe something else. They don't trust her. Not really. But they know better than to leave someone behind just because they're haunted. The world took everything from her-and what's left is sharp, angry, and dangerous. For a few days, they're not two-they're three. But nothing stays whole in this world. Not for long. TWTerminé
Bella Ramsey Oneshots
First Bella Ramsey fanfic on Wattpad and Tumblr. Pronouns are NOT up to date, i'm working on it. Use of Y/N and 'they/them' pronouns for reader.Terminé
Broken Without You
After witnessing the death of your best friend Henry and his little brother, you're close to giving up and ending it all. Until Joel asks you to join him and Ellie on their journey across the country and gives you a reason to keep fighting. Or Joel falls for you and he falls HARD. But he hides it in fear of losing you too.
𝘿𝙊𝙇𝙇𝙁𝘼𝘾𝙀 ---- 𝙖 𝙟𝙤𝙚𝙡 𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘
joel miller is your parents neighbor, who is living alone for the summer while his daughter, sarah, is away with her grandparents. you happen to be visiting your parents for a little while to get a break from your busy life in the bustling city of seattle, washington. a family emergency comes up, which sends your parents to your uncles house, four hours away. your dad recruits mr. miller to watch over you while they're gone. this leads you two to become close, and eventually you explore the complex relationship between a 22 year old, young woman and a 36 year old man.
No One But Me
You were the only one to ever get close to Joel, but your relationship was a secret; one where he would break you over and over. Tired of mistreatment, you leave. Soon after, you connect with another man, a kindred spirit. Joel cannot handle losing you, especially when someone else catches your attention. *warnings - this is a dark Joel Miller fic and contains smut, coarse language, s*xual assault and violence. Please do not read if you think it could be triggering.*
Where It All Starts (Joel Miller Fanfiction)
Summary: Reader as Joel's neighbor. Joel's wife left him so Joel asked his neighbor for help in babysitting baby Sarah. The relationship led to reader and Joel to having a fake relationship and playing house. What would happen next after the two of you spending time together for a while? Note: This is a fanfiction for Pedro Pascal's character in The Last of Us Series. You can also find me on tumblr! My username is finnsbubblegum! I will be updating there too!Terminé
They've been walking for days. The kind of walking that eats at your spine and leaves your thoughts screaming louder than the silence. After getting sidetracked by crumbling colonies and empty promises, Joel and Ellie are running low-on food, on bullets, on hope. That's when they see her. Alone. Hunched behind the rusted corpse of a car, hoodie drawn tight, one hand clenched around a blade that's already seen too much use. She doesn't beg. Doesn't speak at first. Just looks at them like she's deciding whether to fight or bleed out. Joel raises his gun. She doesn't flinch. "Go ahead," she says, voice flat. "Wouldn't be the worst thing that's happened to me." Ellie shifts. Joel doesn't lower the weapon. Not yet. They let her stick around-just for the night. That's what they tell themselves. She doesn't talk much, eats less. Sleeps with one eye open and a blade under her pillow. There's something broken in her. Not the kind you fix. The kind that cuts if you get too close. But they keep walking. And she keeps following. No one asks why. There's a story behind her silence, behind the bruises she won't explain and the nightmares that make her choke on her own breath. Joel sees it-he's lived it. Ellie feels it-like a weight shifting in their trio. A new presence. A new threat. Or maybe something else. They don't trust her. Not really. But they know better than to leave someone behind just because they're haunted. The world took everything from her-and what's left is sharp, angry, and dangerous. For a few days, they're not two-they're three. But nothing stays whole in this world. Not for long. TW
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