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Endo-bunny - Death Shall Come Soon - Tumblr Blog
New ask game:
Reblog if you want your followers to tell you what your trademark ™️ is. Like, what’s that thing that really identifies you.
Posts about rebloging are not going to work
Here is why:
Your major culprits of liking and not reblogging are simply not going to see it. They are coming onto tumblr and searching the tags. They read the stuff that look like fics. They like, they scroll on. Or they hit your masterlist and do similar.
They are not scrolling your blog and will not see it. They are not scrolling regular feed and will not see it. Even if you obnoxiously mistag it so it shows up in those searches, they are more likely to not read it and scroll in search of something fic-looking.
The way to combat this
Self promotion
You can go as far as if you get a like, you queue another reblog. Or you can go with a system I know a few have that a fic gets X number of likes, it gets a reblog.
Or, thinking about a random fic of yours? Reblog it.
Promote your friends & favs
Thinking about that fic your friend wrote months ago? Must be time for a reblog.
The idea of reblogging is to get more eyes on it so more of the fandom can enjoy, yes? So throw it out there at different times so it can catch more people. Do this for your favs and your mutuals.
This, obviously, goes for art too.
Y'ALL!!! I GOT THE LAST OF US ON DVD!!!!! AND I JUST SAW THE TITLE OF THE FIRST EPISODE! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!! That actually like made me laugh so hard because I did not plan that what so ever
The fact I'm literally going to a hospital on Friday to have my back and shoulders looked at the find out what the fuck is wrong with me
HAS ANYONE READ A SMUT ABOUT JOEL MILLER WHERE HE'S IN AN OPEN RELATIONSHIP!?!?
I can't find this one smut of Joel miller where he's in an open relationship and he brings reader home and fucks her and his wife is just like, watches for a little bit then leaves and I'm in love with it but I can't find it and I just wanna read it againnnn
I'm legitimately gonna cry if I can't find it because it's been on my mind none stop
I haven't gone to therapy in a couple months but I really should/need to
Would it fix my horrible daddy issues?
This is the magic lucky word count. Reblog for creativity juice. It might even work, who knows.
Welp, time to go kill someone I guess
Y'all, I don't think I had it done by next Friday 😅🥲
BUT! I am getting back to writing so that's good, but I'm mostly just working on My Joel fic because I can't find the motivation to continue with my clone babies.... I will continue my tech series and maybe do these one shots but rn it's hard for me to really feel it for the bad batch. Especially considering the fact that u haven't watched the last season. But I am actually getting progress for my Joel fic, so yay! I'm also realizing how poorly I did with summaries and shit like that for my tech series.... Going back to some of my old posts and fixing then!
WIP GAME
Tagged by @fakegingerrights for wip game
Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then post a little snippet or tell them something about it. Tag as many people as you have WIPs.
[in order of Creation newest-oldest]
Sore Body |Wrecker x medic!reader|
Baby, Please Eat... |Tech x cook!Reader|
Don't Leave Me |Echo x reader|
Don't Fall |Tech x Reader|
I Hurt You |Rex x Jedi!Reader|
@fakegingerrights @renon4224 @thejediscrolls (I love your writing so much!) @cloneenthusiast (I enjoy seeing all of your art, so pretty!!) @cloned-eyes (So pretty!!)
Sit Down Now and Rest
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Description: You had anxiety and depression, and Tony and Bruce were more than happy with getting you anxiety meds the moment that you asked. When you stop taking your meds, your mental health plummets and spirals as well as your physical health, and everyone notices. Don't worry though, they're there for you.
Pairing: (Platonic) Avengers x Teen!Reader
Type: Fluff, Angst, Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: Depression, anxiety, sickness, fainting, dizziness, taking meds(both medicated and just vitamins/iron supplements), dehydration, insomnia, depressive and hurtful thoughts, reader doesn't talk very much in this, nicknames(Kiddo, Kid, Hun)
Word Count: 1,627
Note: I may or may not have written this with too much of myself being present… But it's fine! I also wrote this at like 2 in the morning so it's kinda rough but I just needed to get this typed out so here ya go! Also, the characters might be kinda ooc because I haven't watched any marvel movies in a little while but I've been hyper focused on fics with them lately so yea. And I am working on my tlou and tech fics, it's just hard to find the motivation to write them, but don't worry, I'm working on em.
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You were quick to notice that you stopped taking your meds. You knew that they helped you, but you couldn't get yourself to start the habit of taking them again. You wanted to, most definitely, but you couldn't. Every day was the same. Wake up, look at your meds, contemplate taking them, saying you'll take them later, go train, eat, and then not take them.
You also stopped taking them at night too. You had even set alarms so that you'd remember to take them, but it didn't help at all. Natasha was the first to notice that something was up, being the closest one with you. When she realized that something wasn't quite right, she made sure to keep a close eye on you. She was quick to pick up how dizzy you looked when you'd get up, sometimes not even being able to stay standing before you crumbled back onto the couch. You'd always play it off as if you just lost your footing but she and everyone else knew that that wasn't the case.
One morning you had gotten up much later than you had recently been getting up. When you checked the time, it was around two in the afternoon. You got up and went to the kitchen, feeling extremely hungry after forgetting, and also just not wanting dinner the night prior. When you arrived in the kitchen, Tony was there. He had kind of taken up the father role in your life.
The moment he saw that you had finally arose, he was quick to make a snarky comment in good fun, “Ah! The beast has finally awoken from their slumber, now off they go to find their beauty.”
You only roll your eyes, ignoring him. You felt exhausted, even though you got close to ten hours of sleep seeing as you fell asleep around 4 in the morning. You couldn't find anything easy to fix or that looked appetizing in the fridge or pantry so you just opted for a bottle of water that you would only take a sip or two of then leave with your other five almost full water bottles on your nightstand.
Before you could go back to the confines of your room, Tony had to ask you a question, “ Hey kiddo, did you take your meds?”
The question caught you off guard, not expecting him to ask seeing as he hasn't asked in a real long time.
“Oh yea! I, um, took them earlier but fell back asleep. Yea, that's what I did!”
You try to make it seem like you weren't lying through your teeth, but weren't very successful because of how exhausted you were. However, before Tony could confront you, you book it to your room. You hide there for the rest of the day, not coming out for Dinner. Steve had come by to tell you that dinner was ready but you told him that you weren't very hungry as you just kept your
on the book that you had your nose in. You kept your light on all night, not feeling tired.
The next morning, Nat knocked on your door around eight, coming to get you so that you could train with her. When she opened your door, she saw you laying on your back staring up at the ceiling. You looked exhausted and had dark circles under your eyes. When Bat opened the door, you flung up in surprise. You hadn't heard her knocking so you weren't expecting for the door to randomly open. You couldn't tell who it was at first because your vision went fuzzy black as your body tried to accommodate the sudden movement that you caused. Nat waited for you to acknowledge her.
When you did after a couple seconds, you looked over at the time, confused. It had just been two the last time you looked at the clock. How could it be eight all of the sudden? You were brought out of your thoughts by Natasha trying to talk to you. You zoned back in, giving her a questioning look.
“I said, are you ok? You look exhausted Hun. I came by to get ya to come train but it looks like you need to rest for a couple days.”
“Oh! No, I'm fine. Just give me a couple minutes to get ready and I'll be down and we can get to work in no time!”
She gave you a skeptical look but nodded, closing your door behind her.
When you got down to the training room, Bucky and Steve were there with Natasha. They smiled upon seeing you walk in. However, Bucky and Steve's bright smiles dropped upon looking at your figure. You were slouched, tired eyes not fully open and your eye bags were extremely dark.
Bucky was the first to point it out, “Hey Kid, you ok? You aren't looking too good.”
You only shrugged, your body aching and your throat feeling scratchy and sore for some reason.
As you're sparring with Natasha, you continuously have to stop the match because you go into coughing fits. As finish with your last coughing fit you go back to Natasha, but she's packing her stuff up.
“Wait, where are you going?” You're voice comes rather harsh and rude as you ask the red head.
“I think you should rest for the rest of the day Hun. I'll come check on you in a little while. But go take your meds and also some cough syrup and eat something.”
You didn't say anything as you grabbed your stuff and walked back to your room. This was stupid. It was just a little cold. You can still fight. You need to train. Deep down though you knew you needed to listen to her and do as she said. In the end, you don't. You go back to your room, take a sip or two of water, get a small snack and then sit down in the living room with a book.
You try to read it, but you can't stay focused for long enough to. Your mind is spiraling and racing. You kept replaying how training went. You were so pathetic. And rude. How could you be so rude? Stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. You slam the book down onto the sofa, huffing.
You hadn't noticed that some of the others had joined you in the living room. They look up at you, surprised. They weren't used to seeing you like this. You tried to get up quickly, wanting to get away from this embarrassing situation.
The moment you get up, the world goes black, buzzing and ringing is the only thing you can hear as you collapse. You feel something picking you up and setting you down on the couch. You blink your eyes a couple times, slowly feeling sensation being restored in your body. You look around you and see that Bruce is coming over with a damp cloth and water. Nat has your head resting in her lap and Tony has your hand in his. They all look worried as they stare down at you. You hear gasped as Steve and Bucky walk in.
Questions are being thrown at you, too fast for you to comprehend. You instinctively put your hands on your ears, feeling overwhelmed. They all quiet down upon seeing this. Tony is the one to ask the questions from then on.
“Hey, it's ok. We're sorry, didn't mean to overwhelm ya like that. Can ya sit up?”
You nodded, feeling embarrassed now. Tony nodded and Nat helped you sit up, allowing you to lean against her.
“Ok, drink some water, you're ok,” Tony hands you the water that Bruce had brought over as Bruce is wiping your face with the cold damp cloth.
“Ya feeling better?”
“Ya, I'm fine.”
“Have you been taking your meds, kid?”Tony doesn't hold back, knowing what it looks like when you don't take the meds that have been helping you produce what your body needs.
You sheepishly look down at your hands that are fidgeting in your lap. You inhale sharply before shaking your head no.
They all sigh, Natasha being the one to talk this time, “Why haven't you been taking your meds, Hun?”
“I-I just don't want to… I don't like the feeling.”
They looked at each other, wondering what to say. As they look at each other, you go to stand up, but they make sure that you don't get up.
“Sit down now and rest,” Bucky's voice comes from behind you, his hands still on your shoulders.
“I'm sorry…” Your voice comes out in a whisper.
“You're forgiven kiddo, but ya gotta start taking your meds again.” Steve comes over and sits on the other side of you as he speaks.
“I know.”
“How bout I take my medication with ya? God knows that I haven't been taking it as much as I should be,” Tony chuckles as he tries to negotiate with you.
You didn't know if it would actually help you but you were open to the idea.
“Good, drink some more water. Now what do you want to watch? Hm? TV's all yours,” Tony stood up, giving you the TV remote as everyone decided to sit down on the couch.
You picked your comfort movie as you snuggled up with Steve and Nat. Tony had gotten you some actual food, and by the time the movie was over, you had drank all the water, ate all the food, fell asleep, and almost everyone else had fallen asleep as well. You felt safe with the people that cared about you all around you. You knew that this would be a journey, but you also knew that you weren't alone.
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Tag list: @fakegingerrights @macchiato-dreaming22 @silnebula
An open note to readers of fanfic
Sometimes I stare at the computer screen when the words don’t want to come and I think, “Fuck, who am I kidding? This is terrible writing, and this story is shit, and no one cares, anyway.” And I close the window and go do something else.
But every now and then I get an amazing, heartfelt, beautiful comment from someone who loved something I wrote, and it reminds me that, at least for that one person, I did write something worthwhile. And so I open the window again and I write one sentence, and then another, and then I start to find my way again.
So on behalf of all fanfic writers everywhere, I want to say thank you, thank you so much, to all of the readers who take the time to leave a comment and tell us that something we wrote mattered to you, that it brightened your day or made you laugh or cry or get horny or whatever.
Please don’t think we’re ever bothered by your comment, or that we don’t want to hear it, or that what you have to say isn’t important enough. It means so, so much. And on some days, it’s what keeps us going.
GOOD NEWS! I'm getting along with chapter 2 of HLITD! I'm just over 1,000 words which I know isn't a whole lot but I've been really depressed and not in a good mind set as of late which has affected my motivation to write. But it's getting there! I really hope that y'all like the chapter!
Tag list:
@fakegingerrights
@macchiato-dreaming22
@dragonflyreader
@somehopeatlast
@whoviannorah
@sullyselena
@melonmochi
@6unoriginal9
Sorry if you're not on here, it just means that I wasn't able to @ your account for some reason...
Drowning is quick, BUT! It can hurt really bad.... Personal experience.
Not sure if you've shared with the class yet but what is the best poison for a quick death?
Quickest way to die is vaporize yourself. Jump off a cliff. I've heard drowning isn't that unpleasant. Poisons...
Overdosing on a sedative is the most painless way I can think of... relatively quick too. Mushrooms are pretty quick if you get the right ones. Depends on what type of death you're looking for.
For all my friends I know IRL and those that want to enjoy a bit of my daily chaos, let me present to you:
OUT OF CONTEXT QUOTES FROM THE ASTRONOMY CLASSROOM
(Discussing why they need to recover your body in antarctica)
Teacher: - But anyways, death aside- (Goes into particle physics)
@renon4224: Hold up, what?
Teacher: Well if you die in antarctica your body will be dissected to find out why you died.
@renon4224: Then why aren’t we researching the sahara for the extreme heat?
Teacher: If you die in the sahara you will be eaten before we find you. NOW BACK TO THEORETICAL PHYSICS-
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Ginger (During a test): Does Nano stand for nine zeros or nine decimal places?
Teacher: Shhhhhhhh
Ginger: But-
Teacher: Holds up nine fingers and nods
Ginger: …Helpful. Very helpful.
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@endo-bunny: (Chilling in the room before she goes to class) Teacher, if you could be any kind of penguin what kind would you be?
Teacher: Hopefully a dead one, that sounds like a miserable existence.
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Teacher: There is one shape that works in the arctic, and that is Round™. If the animal is not imitating a sphere, there is something wrong with it.
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(Arguing about the shape of a galaxy)
@silnebula: Its a penguin! The general shape is a penguin!
Ginger: Its clearly a hummingbird!
@silnebula: No, that’s a penguin!
Ginger: @silnebula look at the breast. If your penguin is that skinny your penguin is dead.
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Ginger: If you didn’t obsessively research spaghettification, what sort of childhood did you have?
@renon4224: My mom died.
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Ginger: So basically, somebody gave the scientists crayons and we can’t take them away.
Teacher: …Yeah pretty much.
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Ginger: (Discussing the Nice model) So basically, Jupiter and Saturn are fighting and Uranus and Neptune went and made a mess in the ball pit
Teacher: And probably lost their anonymous sibling forever along the way, yes. And then Jupiter started stealing all the toys and wouldn’t give them back.
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Ginger: …Why does Jupiter look microwaved?
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Teacher: Yeah that was a big contribution to WWII, the Soviet Union wanted the deepest hole and gave us the middle finger over this.
Ginger: 𝅘𝅥𝅮My hole’s bigger than yours is𝅘𝅥𝅮
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Teacher: I don’t make the rules. If you don’t like them then topple the IAU’s dictatorship.
Class Clown: They can’t be dictators if they’re dead
@silnebula: NO.
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Class Clown: But if you come to school sick you’ll get all the kids sick
Teacher: Didn’t you ever learn how to share?
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Class Clown: Are you going to keep this out on the counter?
Teacher: Nobody has died from it yet. (It’s a small newton’s cradle.)
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Teacher: Only two cars and three students were hit by the train while I was there.
Physics Student: …What?
Teacher: Sacrifices must be made to the observatory.
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@renon4224: Actually, Hel is beautiful on one side
Ginger: And freezing cold on the other.
@renon4224: Isn’t that just the definition of a teenage girl?
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Ginger: VENUS IS A PLANET! IT SHARES NOTHING BUT THE NAME WITH THE GOD
@renon4224: LOOK AT HOW HOT SHE IS THOUGH!
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Ginger: Let’s justs steal metal from Venus’s atmosphere!
Teacher: There are better things to shield with than lead.
@renon4224: We can’t have children eating the spaceships.
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@renon4224: How would you feel if you had to genetically modify your kids!
Smart Kid: That’s what orphans are for.
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Principal: How’re we doing today?
@renon4224: Smart Kid wants to modify orphans and put them on mars.
Ginger: We’re turning the foster system into aliens.
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Ginger: That’s why you build a ring out of the junk in orbit
Teacher: Ah yes. A space station made out of screwdrivers, bolts, and toilets.
@renon4224: How does a toilet end up in space?
Teacher: It fell off!
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Ginger: If I had a nickel for every toilet orbiting the earth, I would have two nickels which isn’t a lot but it's still weird that it happened twice.
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Teacher: The sand should be cool enough now to return the snake to it.
Ginger: Don’t cook the snake:
Teacher: Why?
@renon4224: Because it’s a beautiful creature!
Ginger: *At the same time* Because they don’t taste good.
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Teacher: Yeah most chemists don’t consider Beryllium a metal, that’s an astronomy bias.
Ginger: Well does it taste like a metal?
Teacher: …No.
Ginger: Then its not a metal.
@renon4224: How many metals are you eating?!?
Ginger: …
Ginger: Yes.
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Ginger: Teacher if you keep making us do math we’re gonna make you the next sacrifice to the nearest observatory.
Teacher: *Cackles*
--- Ginger: But chinchillas are cute!
Teacher: Not when they’re filled with flies and maggots. I found food and water and corpses when I came back.
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Teacher: Chinchillas are just oversized cat food.
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Teacher: *fumbles his goggles and knocks them across the desk twice, has a glass dish shatter from liquid nitrogen, and turns around just in time to watch the egg he flash froze shatter on the floor and get the still liquid yolk everywhere.*
Ginger: It is not your day, is it.
Teacher: Apparently not.
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@renon4224: What does a spaghettified planet taste like?
Teacher: Rocks.
Ginger: Hey! That’s my question!
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Teacher: I’m debating whether or not to inform a student’s parents on his possession or waiting for the second encounter to inform them that they need to call an exorcist.
Ginger: Anyone in our class?
Teacher: No. Sophomore, 6th period. His demons got to him and he was terrorizing his classmates.
Ginger: Huh. Usually he’s at least somewhat stable.
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Ginger and @silnebula: Discussing Bob (Iputas)’s death in percy jackson and the sadness of it
Teacher: That is not what I think of when I hear the name Bob.
@silnebula: Well what do you think about?
Teacher: Pulls up a picture of mirror mask This?
Collective students: Shrieks and loud sounds of horror. WHAT IS THAT? W H A T I S T H A T?
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Teacher: So I only have two people with notes today?
Ginger: What about me?
Teacher: You’re not a people, you’re a document.
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Ginger: Vive la pluto! Make the solarsystem great again!
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Teacher: There’s always a hole in the sun, that’s what it does.
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Teacher: Just use Windows+shift+S
Ginger: …I use a mac.
Teacher: Well then your life is worthless.
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Ginger: Is it ethical? No. But it's funny and you might learn something.
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Teacher: And what causes magnetic fields in gas giants?
Ginger: … Spinning?
Teacher: Spinning what?
Ginger: … Left.
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Teacher: I don’t do things with option keys. Options are evil.
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@renon4224: Can we egg the IAU?
Ginger: … Field trip?
@renon4224: I was kidding-
Ginger: What are they gonna charge us with if they catch us? Biowarfare?
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Teacher: The IAU is located in Geneva that seems like an expensive trip
Ginger: Oh even better we can break the Geneva convention while we’re there.
Ginger: All we need is a flamethrower.
@renon4224: Ginger we’re not raising Arsonists.
Ginger: (looking at the rest of the class) Too late.
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Teacher: The last time I did a Kahoot it ended in three concussions and two broken chromebooks. It’s a bad idea.
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Ginger: So if you had some bad experience with Kahoot but you haven’t said anything about… Jedi? Wait no-
Teacher: Yes, jedi. It was horrible, life alteringly bad experience.
Ginger: I MEANT JEAPORDY!
Teacher:... Also, yes. Bad experiences. Maybe one day I’ll tell you.
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@renon4224: You had a bad experience with Jedi?
Teacher: Yes. It involved a scary lack of anaethetic. (he never did explain)
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Ginger: Comments, questions, concerns?
Teacher: … possible institutionalization recommendations.
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Ginger: (Acting out a scene from a book she read) If you’re going to kill someone, do it outside. Looking at you, (most likely person to murder.)
Ginger: Murders outside only. Got it.
Ginger: (Feigning concern for character change.) Or maybe no murders at all!?!
@silnebula: (Giggling uncontrollably at Ginger’s insanity.)
Teacher: That’s asking a lot.
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(Person on a video makes a face)
Ginger: Eww. Don’t move your jaw like that.
@renon4224: Fix his face.
Teacher: So aside from the freak on tv-
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@renon4224: Is Niel deGrass Tyson still alive?
Teacher: Yes.
@renon4224: … I can fix that.
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Teacher: I have long suspected that if you put a camera on a scientist it warps their brain in unimaginable ways and strange ways.
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Ginger: Teacher is a strange and eldritch being sent to punish us for our wicked ways.
@silnebula: … Is the punishment math?
Ginger: Probably. And bad grades.
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Ginger: Why don’t we use the graph if it has more information?
Teacher: Because graphs scare people.
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Ginger: What does a shrimp have to be depressed about? Did his wife leave him?
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@renon4224: How does a star have blackbody radiation if its not black?
Ginger: (Exasperated snarling)
@renon4224: Don’t do that, it reminds me of the demon in the closet.
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Teacher: Nope, all the technetium comes from a thorium cow in California and they milk the cow and get the technetium and send it to hospital.
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@endo-bunny: Can I eat God?
Ginger: I like my God alive.
@endo-bunny: …I like my God scrambled.
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Teacher: We ready for more math?
Ginger: I’m ready for a breakdown.
Teacher: Speaking of breakdown, Beryllium-
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Ginger: Hand me a knife I have a dead guy to thrown down with on the steps of heaven
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Ginger: Why are you cuddling the skeleton?
Teacher: Because its in my way.
@renon4224: Then move it?
Teacher: Its not that in the way yet.
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Ginger: Retirement? I just did a report on retirement in JMG!
Teacher: But these ones you don’t have to save money for.
Ginger: What type of 401k does a Star get?
Teacher: Nuclear fusion.
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Teacher: The sun is actually 40% brighter than it was when the earth was formed.
Ginger: Is that why I burn so easily? I’m a dinosaur?
Teacher: …… (Spraybottles)
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Ginger: Imagine if aliens are watching us and just. Amused.
Ginger: “Why are the hairless apes screaming into the bottomless pit? Shhh, let them be curious.”
Ginger: “They’re making good progress! They’re a little unsteady, but so far they’ve made it to the edge of their back yard and have found Rocks!”
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Teacher: When you get into the weirder theories for black holes, things get… strange.
Ginger: Eldritch gods?
Teacher: Yes.
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Ginger: I want to become one with the fuzzball
@renon4224: We cannot feed the fuzzball with our bodies.
Ginger: I’ll feed the fuzzball with your body then sacrifice myself to the Fuzzball
@silnebula: I want to be sacrificed!
Class Clown: We can feed Smart Kid’s Orphans to the fuzzball.
@renon4224: No! We’re not feeding the orphans to the Fuzzball.
Class Clown: Who is gonna miss them? Their parents?
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Teacher: If we get a turtle we can put the turtle corpse skeleton in there with it to traumatize it.
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Teacher: I can fix the Geese’s weight, I have lead.
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Physics Student: (Pointing at the list for future Zoology creatures) Gargoyles?
@renon4224: That’s for the kids who can’t be trusted around animals
Teacher: Their job is to polish it daily and sacrifice a pidgeon to it daily
@silnebula: Clean the alter of the gargoyle with a toothbrush.
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@renon4224: If you get geese and goats in the classroom you can eat them when they die!
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Teacher: Unfortunately, there is no law of conservation of pain. Just because you torture one thing does not mean the torture will come back to you.
@renon4224: …Therefore I can torture you, consequence free?
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@renon4224: If you kill me to take a slice of my skin, its just carbohydrates
Ginger: Who says we have to kill you?
@renon4224: Well it wouldn’t be given willingly.
Ginger: We can obtain it unwillingly just as well without killing you.
Teacher: That’s what chloroform is for.
I question you a lot, ya know?
"fuck you my child is completely fine" your child wants to be adopted by any fictional father figure they know of.
Oh fuck you! I mean, it's true, but still!!!
"fuck you my child is completely fine" your child wants to be adopted by any fictional father figure they know of.
Pail
Change a single letter and change the word game
I want to play a game with you all.
You have to make a new word by changing only one letter of the last word.
Dirt
His Light in the Darkness
Summary: When Joel finds love ten years into the apocalypse and has a daughter with that woman two years later, he has to deal with the death of his beloved. He had to deal with a child that he doesn’t want, the child that took his whole world. That was, until a couple months after your birth. Now you will have to go with your father, Joel, and “The Cargo,” Ellie. As you go through this traumatizing yet exciting new adventure, you will have to learn a lot of things if you wish to survive in this world.
Paring: Joel x daughter!reader
Series Warnings:Mentions of violence, using both the game lore and show lore, Tess being a mother figure to reader, reader is eight years old, attempted SA, attempted kidnapping, kidnapping, slaves, death, dialogue and actions/scenes not being exactly the same or close to original, nicknames for reader(Little Light, honey, sweetie, baby girl), anxiety attacks, anxiety alluded to but not specified, symptoms of ptsd but not specified, reader is Joel's biological daughter, mother’s looks not specified, reader is a child so she will cry a lot (please don’t complain about this) this is normal for children
Chapter Warnings: Mentions of violence, using both the game lore and show lore, Tess being a mother figure to reader, reader is eight years old, panic attack
Word Count: 3,465
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Chapter 1 - The Light at the End of the Tunnel
Winter 2015
Cries were what filled the room. A female that looked to be in her mid thirties was laid out on a worn down mattress. In her arms was a baby, the one that was producing those beautiful sounds. Her breaths were shallow, hands bloody as her eyes met those of her lover. There beside her was Joel. He stared lovingly at the woman, your mother. She taught him how to love again, and you were also someone that was going to help teach him how to love once more in the future. The woman had already known there was a chance of not surviving through childbirth. Hell, they were living in the fucking apocalypse. They didn’t have the same materials and medical help or equipment that they had twelve years ago.
She felt weak, she wasn’t gaining any strength back. She had children before the outbreak but upon outbreak day and thereafter, they had died in front of her eyes. That was one of the many things that the two lovers confided in and shared with each other. Her other births had been similar to this birth; but her other times were much different when it came to the time after giving birth. She wasn’t gaining any strength back like she usually would, she was only losing it. She could feel her heart that had previously been pounding in her chest slowly start to slow down to an alarmingly slow speed. Her breaths that had previously been easier to have were quickly becoming harder and harder to inhale.
With just one look, Joel knew what she was about to tell him. This couldn’t be happening. He couldn’t lose his lover; his light in the dark. Tears flooded his eyes, racing down his face shortly after. He choked out a sob. As carefully as he could, he gingerly held her in his arms. They stayed like that for hours, even after she had taken her final breath. She had been able to breastfeed their child with the help of Joel.
As he continued to lay there, your mother still in his arms, the door was quietly opened. Tess stepped in, grief upon her face at seeing Joel with his deceased lover. She walked over, getting close enough to touch Joel’s shoulder. His eyes snapped up to meet hers. This was the most vulnerability that Joel has ever shown Tess. She saw how much pain he was in, and she couldn’t do anything to help him. He muttered something to her after he calmed down a little.
“Take the baby, I don’t want the thing that took away the love of my life.”
She was shocked to say the least. She never thought that he would ever say anything such as that. He always seemed so happy when talk of the two’s unborn child was brought up. As Tess sighed, she lightly shook her head side to side, rejecting his request; or rather demand. She couldn’t do that. He looked angry, more than angry. He was extremely pissed to say the least. He snarled at her, even more so when she started to talk about burying your mother. The rest of it all was just a blur in his mind. He blocked everything else. He didn’t want to deal with anything else, especially you.
A couple months passed by, Joel hating every moment of it. On one surprisingly warmer day, his view towards you was swiftly changed. He had put you down on the couch, not fully caring if you fell or not. It didn’t feel like it was his responsibility. He was looking over everything that he would need for his and Tess’ next run. Something in him caused him to turn his gaze towards you. There you were, smiling over at him as if he was the greatest thing in the entire universe. In a sense, he was, to you.
Once you saw that his gaze had turned towards you, you erupted into a fit of adorable little giggles. He had never heard that beautiful sound come from your tiny body. The moment he heard it, he was immediately transported to the first time he heard that same noise come from Sarah.
Right then and there, he knew how disappointed and angry Sarah and your mother would have been at him. He was beyond ashamed of how he acted and treated you. You were his daughter, he was your father, he was supposed to love and protect you. He knew then that he needed to change the person that he was, but only for you. He wasn’t going to allow himself to be any different towards anyone else, he couldn’t trust anyone else in this newer world. As for now, for the first time since your mothers death, he picked you up lovingly and smiled.
“Hi, my Little Light. Daddy’s here now.”
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Autumn 2023
Giggles erupted from you as you played with your toys; your fathers warning to not make any noise while he wasn’t there escaping your mind. All noises stopped however once you heard the front door open, close, and then voices. All you could hear was your fathers voice before you were sprinting out to him, jumping into his arms that weren’t ready to catch you.
“Daddy!”
He huffed, trying to keep you from falling out of his arms. He looked at you with love in his eyes, but he still had his mask up due to the fact that there was a teenage girl being present.The teenager looked surprised to see this man that has been nothing but cold and rude to her, be so loving and even have a child. You finally looked at her curiosity in your eyes.
“Who’s she Daddy?”
Joel cursed under his breath, “She’s no one, just some cargo,” He had hoped that you would simply just accept that she was there for a tiny bit and then just never bring her up ever.
The teen scoffed at him, “Hi there?” Her voice seemed on edge, “I’m Ellie, the cargo.”
You giggled at her, finding the new girl funny.
“Go and stay in your room baby girl, I’m gonna stay out here, ok?”
You nodded your head, perfectly fine with going back to playing with your toys.
Thirty minutes passed, Ellie snooping through Joel's stuff the entire time. She froze though when she heard a door down the hall open. You padded down the hall, trying to be as stealthy as possible, failing however seeing as you are just eight years old and not fully aware of your surroundings. Once you reached the living room, you jumped. Looking around you saw Ellie looking at you. She also jumped, not expecting your reaction. Seeing her jump causes you to giggle, and while she is weary of you, she does find it a little cute.
“What are you doing? Didn’t the old man tell you to stay back there?”
She honestly didn’t fully care what you were doing but she was still at least a little curious.
You stared at her while your child brain worked to try and think of something, “Nothing?”
Before she could say anything else, you ran over to her. You came up to about her waist, a little lower. You’ve heard Joel and Tess talk about how you’re small for your age. They summed it up to being that you weren’t getting the right nutrients and needed to eat a little more vegetables and meat.
“Why did Daddy say that you’re cargo?”
“‘Cause he’s taking me somewhere,” She sounded grumpy and slightly irritated.
“Who are you?” Ellie was quick to ask you a question of her own.
Telling her your name, you looked down at what she was holding
In her hands were dog tags. You looked back up towards her with a perplexed gaze set in your eyes. She looked down at her hands, having completely forgotten that she was holding them.
“Oh, those are mine.”
“Are you a Firefly?”
Your question caught her really off guard. She had no idea that someone who seems as young as you would know anything about the Firefly’s.
“Uh, no, but someone that I loved was.”
You know by the tone in her voice and the look in her eyes that it was time to shut up. You walked over to your father and sat down on the ground. She watched you before returning to whatever she had been doing. You zoned her out as you found some of the crayons that you had left on the coffee table. Joel had found that he could melt down some of the broken crayons and make new ones.
You made multiple drawings, knowing that all of them would end up on something in the apartment. You looked up once you zoned back into reality. It was dark out and Joel was still asleep. Giggling quietly to yourself, you climbed onto the couch and hopped onto his chest. He jumped awake. Both from you and the nightmare that he had.
“Did you know that you talk in your sleep?”
Ellie was looking at something in your hands. Your dad picked you up and sat you down on the couch. As he sat up, he started to say but you found the fraying threads of the couch much more interesting. Although it became much less intriguing once you heard a certain someone’s voice. Tess walked in through the door, saying something to Joel and Ellie. You looked up at her, quickly getting up to go to her.
“Mama!” You somewhat calmly walked over to her, unlike how you did earlier to Joel.
She greeted you and then looked at Joel.
“Can I talk to you in the other room?”
He looked hesitant towards you before nodding, going to his room. Ellie looked at you curiously, as well as you. Once the door closed, you both turned your gazes to each other.
“So, was that your mom?”
“Not really, I just call her Mama. Daddy told me that my real mama was in a better place and that I would never be able to see her again, but that she loved me. What about you?”
“Yeah, same I guess.”
You smile brightly at the older girl. Right once you opened your mouth, beginning to say something, Tess and Joel walked back in. Joel is quick to pick you up and get you away from Ellie. As you got comfy in his large arms, resting your head against his warm chest, your eyes dropped shut.
The next time that you open your eyes, you’re strapped to your fathers chest. As you start to wake up, you realize that you're not in your home anymore. Were you outside? There weren’t any normal buildings around. Your question was soon answered when you heard guards talking. You were immediately thrown into a frenzy when someone started yelling at your group.
The next thing you know, your father is taking you out of the holder and setting you down directly next to him. Tears were streaming down your face as you frantically grasp onto his pants leg. Everyone’s kneeling and the guard is saying something. Everything happens so fast, your dad is suddenly beating the guard, Tess is grabbing the tester, and Ellie moves in front of you.
You're still crying as all the commotion settles down. You look up at Ellie, who is now sitting next to you with a panicked look on her now dirtier face. She was also looking up. As you reach out for her, wanting to be held to help calm you down, Tess is quick to step in.
“Get away from her.”
You look alarmed, confused why you couldn’t be near her. As you try to understand what's going on, Joel quickly scoops you up, getting away from Ellie just as fast. Tess has something in her hand that you can’t see very well. Tears are still falling from your now red and puffy eyes as your dad curses in frustration.
“Why are you so mad at her, Daddy?” Your small hands grasped onto his shirt, tugging slightly.
Everyone stopped at the sound of your small voice, realization that you were with them sinking into Joel and Tess’ minds. The reality of this situation was making itself loud and clear. Your question goes unanswered as the talking continues on. You were scared, you didn’t know what was going on and everything was terrifying. You just wanted to be at home, safe and sound, being held tightly under a blanket in your fathers arms.
Your breathing starts to quicken as it feels like you're losing control over your own body. Fresh tears sprout from your eyes and your heart is pounding in your ears. Were you dying? You didn’t want to die like this, not now. It felt like you couldn’t breathe. You weakly clutch at your chest as your throat closes up, small whimpers leaving the confines of your overworked lungs. Your tiny body was trembling, beginning to feel very hot in your own skin. Sweat collected on your forehead. Joel noticed very quickly what was happening.
“Hey, baby girl, breathe. You're okay. Look at me baby,” His hand guided your face to look towards him.
He talked you through it, although a lot of it sounded like you were underwater. Once you finally were back, panic attack taken care of to the best of their abilities, you noticed that it seemed like the problem from earlier was completely taken care of. You couldn’t tell when it was taken care of but it was.
Joel seemed to be in a bitterer mood than he was earlier. You stayed quiet, opting to just look around at everything since you had nothing else to do except sit there attached to your fathers chest. As you continued to walk, going somewhere but you didn’t know where, you finally arrived at a new area. It seemed to be a very rocky place. You couldn’t tell if it was a building or not, but it looked similar to one.
You father was the first to go in, holding you tight against his chest despite the fact that you were already tightly strapped to his chest. He looked around a little, making sure that the coast was clear, before telling Tess and Ellie to come in. They soon follow in after him, Tess’ immediate move is to look at you then around the place. As the four of you make your way through the building, the air seems to get tenser, as if something bad was about to happen. That feeling was proven right when Joel and you split up from Tess and Ellie. Your head was covered by the strap, Joel having done that the moment he sensed danger. You could barely move around, all you could do was listen to what was going on around you. You heard growling and your dad grunting every so often. At one point, you get jostled around a little more than normal, a muffled cry coming from your mouth. Joel is quick to put his hand on your back before taking his hand away. You hear a struggle going on before your father and Tess’ voices once again.
As your father uncovers your head, you can finally see once more. There's bodies of the infected all around, and your father is breathing heavily. You don’t get to look around much more before Joel is quickly walking again, trying to get this whole thing done and over with as fast as possible. You’re confused as to what was happening, and it seemed that Ellie seemed to be as well. The two adults however ignored your confused and concerned faces as the supposedly short journey continued on.
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The trip was much more boring than you had expected. You were finally arriving at the building where Ellie was supposed to be dropped off at, but it seemed to be a little quiet. Joel went into protect mode almost immediately once he realized that something wasn’t right.
As he cautiously looked around, he found that everyone that should've been there was dead. He covered your eyes so that you wouldn’t have to see all of it, trying to keep you safe from the horrors of this world as much as he could. As everyone is looking around, Tess starts talking about where to go next.
“What the hell do you mean? The jobs finished, it’s time to go home,” Joel's ruff voice cuts Tess off mid sentence.
“I mean that I can’t go home,” Tess’ usually strong voice wavers as her eyes land on you.
Ellie gasps, understanding what the older woman meant. Tess pulled the neck of her shirt down to reveal a horrible looking bite. Joel didn’t know how to react, he didn’t want to believe that Tess was bitten. You didn’t understand what was going on, so you tried tugging on your fathers shirt in order to get his attention. He didn’t even look at you, just put his hand on your back.
“You have to get her to Tommy,” Tess goes over to Ellie and grips her arm, showing Joel the bite mark that Ellie had shown them earlier, “She has to be telling the truth. Look at this, this is only a few hours old and it’s already horrible,” She pulls down her own shirt collar once again while talking to further prove her point. Before Joel could respond, groaning and screeching could be heard outside. Tess rushed over to one of the boarded up windows, looking out of it to see outside.
“Get out of here, there's a hoard of those fuckers coming here,” Tess began rustling through her bag, looking for specific items.
She pulled a small object out of a little, purple bag that seemed to still be in good condition. Joel’s breath hitched the moment he realized what the bag was. Tess walked over to you, the small object and bag in her hands.
“Sweetheart, I may not be your real mother but I love you like you're my blood daughter. I’m going to have to go away for a very long time and I want you to have these,” She put the small object in your hand, “Look after your father for me, you’re His Light in the Darkness.”
As you looked at it, you saw that it was a locket. You opened it with confusion, having a little difficulty. Inside the locket were two pictures. One was a picture of your mother, father and Tess all together. Your mother was holding the camera, her arm outstretched as she smiled brightly at the camera. Joel was hugging her, a wide smile outstretched on his face as he looked at her, ignoring the camera. Tess had her hand on her gun, seeming to be on alert, but she still had a warm smile on as she stared at the camera. The second picture was one of your father and mother. Joel had his arm around your mother as she had both of hers on his chest, seeming to be laughing at something. They were in a room that looked similar to the room that your father slept in now, but some of the furniture wasn’t as it was now.
“Daddy look! It’s Mommy!” Your excited voice came out a little too loud as the sounds of groaning and clicking came closer.
Everyone else's eyes went wide upon hearing what was waiting for them outside. Tess quickly began pouring gasoline all over everything in the room, trying to make sure that everything was covered.
“Joel go! Get them out of here, take the girl to Tommy. I’ll lure them in here, then take the building with me,” Her eyes were filled to the brim with tears as she looked at the little girl that she helped raise, knowing that she'd be leaving her.
“Mama? What's happening?”
She couldn't bring herself to tell you. She walked over and kissed the top of your head before handing Joel her backpack. She gave him a silent look before Joel grabbed Ellie to leave. You were crying now, not understanding what was happening and not wanting to leave Tess. Noises could be heard behind you as Joel quickly got out of the building despite Ellies struggles to get out of his grip.
All of a sudden, a loud boom came from behind the three of you. The building exploded. You continued to cry, the commotion overwhelming you. Joel did his best to consol you with what little energy that he had left. As you started to get brought back down to earth, your eyes became increasingly heavier by the second. Joel covered your head as you laid it on his chest, sleep beginning to take you after the exhausting day.
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I really hope that you liked this! It took a lot of energy for me to actually make this because I've been really procrastinating. I'm currently also working on my other Tech x Reader series but I have no idea when that will be. I'm also working on chapter two for this one. I might also do some romantic one shots for Joel because I love him so much.
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