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Every cycle that begins has an end. When all you've done in wait for death, how can you learn to live?
Following the ending of The Last of US II Ellie, broken and alone, sets off to end the cycle of violence her life has become. After a chance encounter in the woods Ellie returns to Jackson, to her family with the intention of healing herself and fixing her relationship with the woman she loves.
Trigger warning is for chapter one. Consult chapter notes for specifics.
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18 Mar 2026
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•threat of sa (toward end of chp.10)
•sexual content is a bit more than mild. (near end of chap 12)This has got to be one of if not the best post-Part ll fics out there. 10/10 will read again. also a personal peeve of mine - i’m really glad none of these characters were made to go through therapy like in most other lou stories and they just had to figure things out themselves. feels more idk realistic? not forced. like i don’t think there would be therapists on standby in the post apocalypse
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(She thinks of her, and she thinks of her: Oh, let me be your undoing, and they don’t always get a chance to try.
But then it’s perhaps especially that there’s no time; perhaps there’s some sick passion in the idea of never enough. Perhaps that’s why they’re always brought together eventually. Doomed to see, to touch, to care; destined never to stay. Destined never to just exist.
Very rarely do they get the lives they deserve.)
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“You’re too pretty to be a nun,” she—the patient, the charming patient, Ava Silva, 19, no family, paralyzed from the neck down—tells Beatrice when she walks into the room.
Beatrice doesn't know what to say to that. She doesn’t spend much time looking at herself except to smooth out her hair, to make sure there are no stray pieces of lint on her shirt. She definitely hasn’t thought about the word pretty in relation to herself.
“I’m not,” she tells Ava directly.
“Not pretty or not a nun?"
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16 Mar 2026
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•theres smut near the beginning and end of ch 4
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Beatrice gathers her pajamas up and heads into the bathroom, but she hesitates just inside the doorframe. After a silent consideration, she turns to look Ava dead in the eye, something unreadable in her gaze.
Worried, Ava says, “Yes?”
For a moment, Beatrice doesn’t say anything, just watches Ava with eyes that seem almost sunken into her skull. Then she straightens up, swallows, and delivers her message.
“Don’t go anywhere.”
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The night after Ava falls thirteen stories and cracks her skull open on the pavement, Beatrice is practically Ava’s second shadow.
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18 Aug 2026
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She wants Beatrice to fingerprint her, to tattoo her, to leave a mark so deep not even the Halo can rid her of it. Her muscles feel too tight, stretched uncomfortably over her bones. There is something ravenous inside of her, and Beatrice is going to set it free.
You are the only thing I've ever lived for, Beatrice says.
You are the only thing I've ever died for, Ava says, and even that wasn't enough to keep me from you.
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17 Aug 2026
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“Come home takes the place of Amen.”
“(Why do we light candles? Beatrice asks aloud, not entirely sure that she means to.
The woman opens her eyes, fire dancing across the black of her pupils, and says: Their light has been taken from the universe. We use candles to put it back, even if only for awhile.
From that moment on, Beatrice lights a candle for Ava every single night.)”
“ Mother Superion sighs. “Beatrice,” she says, “I promise you were never subtle. It was immediately clear when your devotion began changing course. At least, now, you are being honest.”
Somehow, in the span of three minutes, she’s been called whipped and too obviously gay to lie about it. Excellent.”
“There is a poem here that they leave across the pavement: droplets of juice and tiny shavings of orange peel, a single slice that accidentally gets lost among the grass. There is a poem here about lovers and their hands and their hunger, a fragment that speaks to the sticky-sweet of tenderness and the sharp edge that has to dig for it. There is a poem here about learning where to cut without destroying what lies underneath, and it needs no one else to bleed to be worthy of it.”
“(When Reya said she was becoming, Ava highly doubts she expected this.)”
“Beatrice wins,” Mother Superion says flatly, though she sounds as if she needs a drink.“
“Ava is the Halo-Bearer, and she has a gift not of this realm. If you are anything,” she continues, “you are her Saint. You have become your namesake, Beatrice of Silva.”
>saint beatrice of silva omg omg
>I will forever miss this show and these girls. How dare Netflix not give them the proper ending they deserve.