#incorrect fear and hunger quotes

[funger-incorrect-quotes]

Enki: If you want my advice-

Cahara: No offense but you’re the last person I want relationship advice from. You tried to kill your significant other. Multiple times.

Enki: First off, that was before we started dating. Secondly, he also tried to kill me.

Ragnvaldr: It’s true. It was mutually attempted murder.

[marcohmybeloved]

Levi: I think I'm having a mid-life crisis.

Daan: You're like 15

Levi: I COULD DIE AT 30

[helshollowhalls]

Nilvan: I created the perfect human

Nosramus: You fucked up a perfectly good child is what you did. Look at her, she's got trauma and anxiety and she's only been in the dungeons for all of five minutes

[pocketdaan]

Pocketcat: Oh fiddle sticks! That really gets under my fur. Daan, crying: Please just say fuck

[fearandhungerincorrectquotes]

Enki: In case you haven’t noticed, I'm weird. I’m a weirdo. I don't fit in. And I don't want to fit in. Have you ever seen me without these stupid black robes on? That's weird.

[prehevilmadness]

Daan: The amount of times I had to tell people to not put things in their mouths, not do this and not do that is an abundance.

Abella: you don’t need to procreate, you’ve done your fair share of parenting.

[notyouraverageshows]

Cahara: Sometimes I wonder how I taste.

Ragnvaldr: I can help with that.

Cahara: Oh? 😏

Ragnvaldr: 😐🍴

Cahara: Oh.

[fear-and-hunger-incorrect-quotes]

Ragnvaldr: If I'm really as evil as you say I am, then have the gods strike me down where I stand.

*Lightning strikes Ragnvaldr*

Ragnvaldr: Ha! Nice try, jackass! Next time, give it your A-game!

[cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme]

All Of My Current Works Pt. 2

Genshin Impact

Seeing How Your Body Works-Furina X Vamp! Reader

Lobotomy Corporation & Library Of Ruina

N/A

Limbus Company

Cuddling-Ishmael, Don Quixote, Rodion, Ryoshu

Outis's Love

Girls Front Line

N/A

Honkai Star Rail

Dear, would you be so kind as to help me with this?-Kafka X Reader

Supply Run-Natasha X Reader

Serval, Yukong, Stelle X Fighter Reader

Hard Work-Qingque X Reader

Incorrect HSR X Reader Quotes

Never Fade Away-Firefly X Reader

A Few Seconds Too Late-Himeko, Kafka, and Yukong x Reader

Hypnotize Me!-March 7th X Vamp! Reader

A Friendly Sparring Match-Seele X Reader

Zenless Zone Zero

Kresnik Pt.1: Meeting-Belle X Reader

Kresnik Pt. 2: The Butcher-Belle X Reader

Belle X Mech Pilot Reader

Belle X Reader Who Likes To Be Stylish While Fighting

Reverse 1999

N/A

RWBY

Penny Polendina X Reader Relationship Headcannons

Yang, Weiss, And Nora X Kobeni-Esque Reader

Yang And Nora X Reader After Breaking Your Pelvis

Fatal Illusion-Cinder Fall X Reader

Revers Death By Snu Snu-Kyoko, Elphelt Valentine, and Yang

Bleach

Shoot The Works-Tier Harribel X Reader

Retsu Unohana And Sui-Feng X Powerful Himbo Reader

Rukia Kuchki And Retsu Unohana X Eternally Sleepy Reader

Isane Kotetsu x Secret Admirer Reader

Rukia Kuchki And Artist Reader

Elisabeth Blantorche And Rangiku Matsumoto Taking Care Of Sick Reader

Chainsaw man

N/A

Jujutsu Kaisen

N/A

Fate Grand Order alongside Fate and TYPE MOON in general

Cold-Barghest X Reader

Death By Snu Snu-Tamamo No Mae, Nero Claudius, & BB

Death By Snu Snu-Penthesilea, Caenis, Medea, Medusa, And Atalante Alter

Fighting Off The Summer Sun-Rin Tohsaka X Vamp! Reader

Luvia With A S/O Who Grew Up Poor

The Pumpkin Menace-Various Fate Ladies X Reader

Tsukihime X Reader Incorrect Quotes

Stargazing-Ishtar X Reader

Danganronpa

N/A

Persona

Ann, Makoto, Futaba, Haru, And Sumiere With A Reader Who Flips A Coin To Make Decisions

Granblue Fantasy

Beatrix With A Shy Reader Who Can Make Her Blush With Ease

King Of Fighters

Death By Snu Snu-Leona Heidern And Mai Shiranui X Reader

Death By Snu Snu-King, Mai Shiranui, and Chizuru Kagura

King's Reaction To Being Called Hot In Her Suit And Tie

Tekken

Nina Williams X Reader Who Was Frozen Around The Same Time She Was

A Vampire, A Devil, And Lycoris-Reina X Reader

Guilty Gear

Sleeping With Testament As It Storms

Revers Death By Snu Snu-Kyoko, Elphelt Valentine, and Yang

Testament Struggling To Find An Engagement Gift For You

Blazblue

Death By Snu Snu-Nine The Phantom and Litchi Faye Ling

Kokonoe And Nine Having A Mother Daughter Rivalry Over You

Enjoy The Ride-Noel Vermillion X Reader

What Spending Time With Them Would Be Like-Nine, Kokonoe, Bullet, Makoto, Noel, Litchi, And Tsubaki X Reader

Spending Time With Them-Mai Natsume, Trinity Glassfile, Es, and Celica A. Mercury

Glad To Be A Problem-Tsubaki X Reader

An Apple A Day-Litchi Faye Ling X Reader

Alarms-Kokonoe X Reader

Under-Night-In-Birth

Kaguya And Eltnum With A Stoic Reader Who Is Easy To Fluster.

Wagner Comforting You After A Nightmare

Wagner X Touch Averse Reader

Soup?-Kaguya X Reader

Skullgirls

N/A

Street Fighter

Death By Snu Snu-Karin Kanzuku And Cammy White

Death By Snu Snu-Marisa, A.K.I., And Poison

Resident Evil

N/A

Final Fantasy

N/A

Hi-Fi Rush

Peppermint With A Reader Who Tries And Fails To Not Look At Her Ass

Trails Of Cold Steel

N/A

Fear And Hunger & Fear And Hunger: Termina

N/A

River City Girls

Revers Death By Snu Snu-Kyoko, Elphelt Valentine, and Yang

[mentholmuse]

The Last Of Us - Incorrect Quotes

Very Correct Actually | HBO Specific

Things that don't exist in TLOU Universe:

SHINee

Klance

Miranda's 'Cerulean Blue' speech

Australia (probs) (like aus is GONE the grain industry over here.... nah)

Wicked, post first show

Wicked loosing tony to Avenue Q

Ugg Boots on a red carpet

Me (2004 baby)

Star Wars Episode 3, and by extension mass bi awakenings

Star Wars OG Trilogy box set/being able to see carrie fisher in the mental bikini at home

The Hunger Games, ellie would have ate this UP for all the wrong reasons

World of Warcraft

Lord of The Rings 3rd movie

Swifties

Brexit

Europe Nation-States as a whole probably (baby thats cordycepsfalia now)

Facebook

Autism in women (pretty much)

Dissolving of the Asperger's Diagnosis

The Wii

The iPhone, but more interestingly Steve Job's insults

Fears abt the world ending in 2012 bc of the Mayan calendar

4Chan

Any imaging from the Hubble Telescope (launched DAYS before outbreak day) (that's kinda poetic honestly like you want to venture out. okay, well so do cordyceps)

the term "baby bump" according to wiki

flash mobs

The Kardashians™️

Shrek 2

Spider-Man 2

Howl's Moving Castle

Attack on Titan the manga

GTA 5

The idea of GTA 6

Lost

Michael Jacksons death (as we know it)

"Bimbo Summit"

The Notebook

Paris Hiltons Music career

Bling Ring

My Immortal (fanfic)

Ao3

Wattpad

DSM-5

My Parents Marriage

Teen Vouge

That one vanity fair cover with all the 2003 it girls

Legally Blond 2

Charlie's angel 2

Scooby Doo 2

Madonna and Britney Spears kiss

Britney Spears conservatorship (Britney would FUCK UP some infected)

Beyoncé's solo career (aside from first album) (she won FIVE grammys in 2004)

Ellie being an NCTizen (i just see it)

In Da Club -50 Cent

Smosh

Youtube as a whole (i feel like sarah would have liked tarot card readings on youtube and joel would also secretly eat them up)

the resolution that an american politician was the one to leave a hit and run, dead dear in the middle of a park (arent the Kennedys basically american royals. yalls royals are wild, mine just 'secretly' assassinate each other)

SPF 50+

Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban again en mass awakenings... liking wolfstar, wolfstar roleplayers, liking kinda along hair nerdy guys, liking girls who punch ppl like draco malfoy in the face.

dare i say movie adaptation drarry stans

the marauders fanon

Ashley Simpson lip syncing scandal

NippleGate

Solo Gwen Stefani

Yeah! by Usher, lowkey i think this song would have been Joels guilty pleasure

Jojo Siwa

Desperate Housewives

Pretty Little Liars the concept as a whole

Napoleon Dynamite (#voteforpedro)

Barbie and Ken Divorce

Reddit

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid

Dr Spencer Reid

My crush on Dr Spencer Reid

Mggs mockumentary

Mgg modeling picks we only see in his mockumentary

Hillary Duff "Do you know what you say" (TV Ellie would 10000% call things gay*)

Tom Cruise scientology controversy

cancel culture... all though i think FEDRA is their cancel culture

any publicly elected president in america ever again

kevin rudd sorry speech

julia gillards speech

gay marriage (in australia and in all american states)

hashtags

twitter

jihyo being a kpop trainee

girls generation

bang chan being australian potentially

the gabby hannah show.... and poetry, and music....

my chemical romance*

amy winehouse

honourable mention kinda :

could you imagine thinking the world was gonna collapse in 2000 bc of, y2k, 2001 bc of 9/11 or 2012 bc of the mayan calendar but it was 2003 instead. evolution just couldn't handle wonyoungs impending beauty apparently

there are probably a lotttt of coeliac people in post outbreak TLOU universe

[stxrdust-widow]

About Me

Bio

Cat | She/Her | 25 | Leo | Nurse | 🇨🇦 | 🏳️‍🌈

Favourite TV shows

Crime Shows: Bones, Castle, The Mentalist, Rizzoli and Isles, The X-Files

Other: Agents of SHIELD, Only Murders in the Building, Wheel of Time, Agent Carter, Agatha All Along

Favourite movies

Marvel: Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Guardians of the Galaxy, Ant-Man, Ant-Man and the Wasp, Black Widow

Other: Silver Linings Playbook, Star Wars: A New Hope, Star Wars: The Force Awakens

Favourite Books

The Hunger Games trilogy, All the Bright Places, The Huntress, The Alice Network

Favourite ships

Booth x Bones (Bones), Jane x Lisbon (The Mentalist), Jane x Maura (Rizzoli and Isles), Castle x Beckett (Castle), Hope x Scott (Ant-Man), Gamora x Peter (Guardians of the Galaxy), Steve x Natasha (Marvel), Karolina x Nico (Marvel) Dana Scully x Fox Mulder (TXF)

Favourite characters

Marvel: Natasha Romanoff, Melinda May, Daisy Johnson, Jemma Simmons, Carol Danvers, Gamora, Peggy Carter, Hope Van Dyne, Agatha Harkness

Crime girlies: Teresa Lisbon, Temperance Brennan, Kate Beckett, Angela Montenegro, Cam Saroyan, Emily Prentiss, Dana Scully

Other: Rey Skywalker, Leia Organa, Moiraine Damodred, Kara Danvers, Katniss Everdeen

Favourite musicians

Taylor Swift, Hozier, Florence and the Machine, Gigi Perez, Chappell Roan, Halsey, Fall Out Boy, Aurora, Metric, Marina (and the Diamonds), Oh Wonder, Of Monsters and Men, Olivia Rodrigo, Lorde, Billie Eilish, Paramore, Daughter, Mitski

Other fun facts

I currently have 7 tattoos

Favourite colours: 🩷💚

Musicals I’ve seen (ranked in terms of which I’ve most enjoyed- not the actual singing): Wicked, Hamilton, Hadestown, Phantom of the Opera, Waitress, Fiddler on the Roof, Dear Evan Hansen, Hairspray, Mean Girls, Jesus Christ Superstar, Ain’t Too Proud

Shows I want to watch/finish: Criminal Minds, Elementary, Lost, Sabrina the Teenage Witch

Instruments I play(ed): Guitar (currently) , Flute (briefly), Clarinet (a few years)

Un-skippable songs: Home (Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeroes), Sunlight (Hozier), Daughter (Beyoncé), Nothing Matters (The Last Dinner Party)

Irrational fears: Spiders, sharks in the swimming pool

Irrational hates: Micheal Bublé (not sorry)

Other Blogs

@stxrdust-creation - art blog

@incorrect-multiverse - incorrect quotes blog

stxrdust_widow - AO3

My tags

#stxrdustart - my art

#stxrdustedits - my edits

#stxrdustgifs - my gifs

#stxrdustrambles - my thoughts and musings

#stxrdustrants - my rants

#stxrdustfavemovies - my fave movies gifs

#stxdustfavetv - my fave tv series gifs

[funger-incorrect-quotes]

Ragnvaldr: Pfft, you should meet Enki, he’s such a tsundere.

D’arce: He... he just stabbed you.

Ragnvaldr: So cute.

[cowgurrrl]

Ptolemae

Pairing: Joel Miller x fem!reader (except this is all backstory)

Author’s note: I was listening to Ethel Cain the entire time while writing this and it shows

Summary: “Rage is not to be avoided, diminished, belittled. Rage is God. Better believe my rage is steeped in love.” — Shira Erlichman, as quoted in Jacqui Germain’s When the Ghosts Come Ashore [3.8k]

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, canonical type violence, PTSD symptoms, probably incorrect wound care, angst, feminine rage bordering on insanity (my favorite)

It takes you a full forty-eight hours to approach the soldiers in the center of what's left of the city. They've set up tents and medical sites among the rubble. They're calling themselves the Federal Disaster Response Agency or FEDRA. Their uniforms are identical to the one the woman who was ready to shoot you was wearing. They carry assault rifles and yell orders out, every so often burying a bullet in some Infected's head as they approach the camp. You don't trust them, but then again, you didn't trust many people before the world went to shit. You would've stayed outside the makeshift fence longer, but the graze on your arm is only getting worse, and Jane is only getting hungrier. You can't keep being stubborn when she's relying on you to keep her safe. 

You tuck your gun and knife into the very bottom of your backpack, hoping the supplies and half-open gauze packages will distract them long enough to conceal your weapons. Jane watches your movements quietly and curiously. You glance between her and the camp beyond the treeline you're hiding in. She looks like she's aged three years in the past few days, dirt and fear hollowing her features in a way you've never seen before. You smile half-heartedly as you put your hands on her arms and squeeze.

"Hey," you say gently. "It's gonna be okay. We just need to go down there and tell them we need help, just like we practiced. Can you show me what you do?" You ask, and she raises her little hands to show she's unarmed. She's shaking. You can't tell if it's from hunger or fear. You don't know if it matters. 

"My name is Jane Eloise. I'm five years old. I'm not sick, and I don't have anything that could hurt you." She says, and you nod. 

"That's right. Good job. And then, let Mommy do all the talking, okay? Once they get us all processed, they'll take us wherever they've been taking people all day, and we'll be able to get you some food."

"What about you?" She asks. Jane knows you haven't been eating or sleeping. You gave her all three of the meal packs in the tactical backpack, and she's heard you curse under your breath when you tried to change your bandage. Still, you smile and tuck her tangled hair behind her ears.

"I won't ever leave your side. I'll be right here, holding your hand, and if you're feeling scared, you can squeeze my hand as hard as you can, and I'll take all your fear away," you say, grabbing her hand. "Wanna try?" You ask, and she smiles as she squeezes you with all her might. You make a goofy face, and she laughs for the first time in three days. It sounds like music. Once she's done squeezing your hand, you smile. "So, when you do that, you shouldn't be scared anymore. You should only feel strong and brave. Can you show me a brave face?" You say. She flexes her muscles and mean mugs you until you laugh at her commitment to the bit.

"Did I look scary, Mommy?" She asks, stepping into your arms, and you nod.

"Scariest kid on the block," you say as you hug her. For a moment, the only thing in the world that matters to you is her heartbeat against yours. It's steady and perfect and made from half of you. The consistent thumping gives you enough strength to stand, carry her in your arms, and walk down to where the FEDRA soldiers are stationed. 

You're slow and careful as you come down the hill. If you run to them, yelling for help, they'll put a bullet in you without a second thought. They'll think you're sick if you act desperate like that. So you move like you're treading on ice, but even then, ten different guns point in your direction, and you swallow down your fear as you put the hand not carrying Jane in the air. She does the same. 

"Stop right there." A FEDRA soldier yells once you're a few hundred feet away. You put Jane down and show them you're unarmed. All the soldiers look identical, with heavy tactical gear, menacing weaponry, and helmets protecting their skulls. Jane reaches for your hand and squeezes hard. You swallow around the lump of bile in your throat and find your voice.

"We're not sick!" 

"Names!" One of them yells. Jane immediately launches into her rehearsed speech with one hand above her head and the other tucked in yours. You take a deep breath and tell them your name once she's done.

"I'm her mother. We need help." You say. The soldiers look at each other for several long seconds before lowering their weapons and approaching you. Jane squeezes your hand again and steps back into your body. One soldier removes his helmet and drops to the ground to show Jane that he's just a man. He's got kind eyes and dirt stuck to his skin, but he manages a gentle smile for Jane. You wonder how he would treat you if you didn't have a kid.

"We're gonna take you and your mom to that tent over there to get you checked out," he says, pointing to the tent beside the barely standing fence. "Once the doctors say you're okay, we can take you to a shelter with lots of food and water. Does that sound good?" He asks, and Jane nods hesitantly. The soldier glances between you and Jane before rising to his feet again and leveling you with a look, his grip adjusting on his gun. She's not a threat, he's saying. But you are. "Ladies, first." He gestures toward the tent, his tone starkly different than the one he used with Jane. Your jaw clenches, but you do as you're told. He follows closely behind as you walk over to the tent, the metal of his gun clanking against his gear. It sounds like bones rattling. You do your best to hide the shakiness in your step and keep the hand Jane's holding steady. 

He follows you inside the tent, closing the flaps for some semblance of privacy. There's no medical gear inside, just a scary-looking table. Something squishes under your shoes, and you make a conscious effort not to look down at the damp ground as you turn and look at the soldier. "Put your bag down," he orders. You let go of Jane's hand to slowly slide the backpack from your shoulders and place it on the table. His eyes widen as he recognizes the tactical bag. "Where did you get this?"

"I found it in the woods while we were hiding," you lie, squaring your shoulders as he eyes you suspiciously. "Nobody was around, and I thought it could have stuff we needed in it."

"So, you just found and took a military-issued bag and didn't think anything about it?"

"No offense, soldier, but I don't think theft is the worst thing to come out of the past few days." You say, and he squints at you like he's trying to figure out if he believes you. His gun clicks against his gear as you stare each other down. 

"I need to know you're not bitten before I can let you go any further," he moves on, and you feel your shoulders drop in relief. You remember seeing those things mercilessly attacking people, ripping their faces off, or chewing on flailing limbs. If getting bitten is how this is spreading, who got bit first? Who started this? The soldier looks down at Jane. "Can you wait outside while I talk to your mommy?" He asks, and you put a hand on Jane's shoulder before she can move.

"She's not going anywhere." You dig your heels in, and you watch his jaw tighten.

"I didn't think you'd want your kid in here when I asked you to strip to check for bite marks."

"The world fucking ended, and you think I'm going to trust you people with my kid after you dropped bombs on us?" You ask, tucking Jane behind you. You've done it so many times in the past few days that it feels natural, putting yourself between her and a threat. "She's staying with me."

"Fine, but I still need you to strip." He sighs, exasperated. You're pulling your arms through your jacket before he can even finish his sentence.

"I'd love nothing more, Waters." You spit, glancing down at the name tag on the front of his uniform. You throw your jacket down on the table holding your backpack, and he freezes when he sees the gauze on your arm. He doesn't move as you pull your shirt over your head to reveal the scrapes and asphalt burns from fighting the infected guy outside your apartment. Your legs don't look much better, the skin broken and stained red. Jane gasps once she sees the cuts and bruises for the first time, and the sound makes you want to cry. Waters gestures with his gun at the bandage on your arm.

"Take it off," he orders. With shaking hands, you peel the gauze back, the graze immediately bleeding and making you hiss as the air hits it. Your hands clench into fists as he looks at it intently. Once he's satisfied, he nods and hands you a new package of gauze. "What happened?"

"We got caught up in the bombings. Cut my arm on a piece of shrapnel." You say as he checks you for anything else that could be a bitemark. Once he's done circling your half-naked body, he clears his throat and turns his back to you so you can redress. You do quickly and painfully, your skin seemingly protesting against the sudden stretching. You ignore the scrapes across your shoulders breaking open, coating the back of your shirt in blood as you pull it over your head. He doesn't turn around until he hears your pants zip back up. You're quietly grateful he decided to be respectful when he could once he decided you weren't a threat anymore.

"You've been out there since the bombings?" He asks, and you nod. He looks at Jane before looking at you again. "And her? She's not sick?"

"If she were, we'd both be dead." You're shocked by the cruelty in your voice, but you don't flinch. Waters gives you a look before moving to your bag and searching through it. If he sees your weapons at the bottom, he doesn't take them or indicate that he knows about them. He zips up your bag and hands it back to you.

"Welcome to the Quarantine Zone."

The shelter isn't even half-full when you get there. What was a high school has since been turned into a home base for any survivors who made it past the FEDRA screenings. They give you a hot meal, blankets, toothbrushes, and a change of clothes. There are no showers, but you're just grateful to get the taste of blood out of your mouth. You and Jane set up your stuff on two little beds next to each other in the corner of an old classroom, your bed closest to the door. There are maybe ten other occupied beds in the room with you. Maybe. 

You don't know why, but you search the wartorn faces for your ex. You haven't seen or spoken to Matt since Jane was a few months old, and even then, your last conversation was not one you'd care to relive. Still, part of you had hope that he'd be alive and safe. He's still Jane's father. But you don't find him. You don't see anyone you recognize as you and Jane walk to the medical tent in the old gym. An older woman with bloody scrubs and a clipboard greets you.

"Hey there. What do you need today?" She asks, surprisingly cheerful, and you glance around at the medical supplies.

"I just need some surgical glue. Do you have any?" You say, and she gives you a look before digging around in a bin. She finally comes up with some, and you let out a relieved sigh. "Can I use some? I'll give it right back." You ask. Someone gasps behind you before she can open her mouth to say anything. You quickly pull Jane closer to your body and feel your fists clench as you turn to see who's behind you. When your brain catches up to the fact that an Infected is not rushing toward you, you see Mr. Lowery standing there. Jane wiggles from your arms and runs to him, an excited noise leaving her. 

"Jane, oh my goodness. I'm so happy to see you," he says, his gentle teacher voice not wavering even in the apocalypse. You let out a shaky breath as you leave the medical table and walk over to them. Adam says your name in the same breathless tone once he realizes you're there, too, and throws his arms around your shoulders. You yelp in pain as his hand grazes your open wounds, and he quickly lets go of you. "I'm so sorry. Are you hurt? I didn't-"

"It's fine. Just sore," you shake your head once you see the worried look in Jane's eyes. "I'm glad you're safe, Adam." 

"Yeah, you too. You're the first parent I've seen since I got here." He says sadly. You try not to think too hard about what that means and swallow around the lump in your throat.

"Ma'am, do you still need help?" The woman you were talking to earlier walks over, the surgical glue still in her hand, and you nod.

"Yeah, I just need to borrow that." You say, pointing at the bottle in her hand.

"I don't feel comfortable letting someone untrained use medical supplies like this." 

"Oh, she's not untrained. She's pre-med. Right? Weren't you studying for the MCATs?" Adam asks, and you press your lips into a line as you nod. The woman looks between you and the gauze on your arm with a cocked eyebrow.

"Why don't you let me look at it?" 

"No, it's really okay. It's not that deep."

"I'm only gonna ask nicely once." She says with the same stern, concerned tone you use for Jane. You sigh and grab Jane's hand, but she stands her ground. 

"Mommy, can I stay with Mr. Lowery? I really, really missed him." She asks with praying hands tucked under her chin. Your heart lurches in your throat, and your mouth goes dry as you search for an answer.

"I can watch her while you get checked out if you want. We'll stay right here. We won't go anywhere." Adam offers, and you fight the urge to snatch Jane from his arms and yell at him to shut up.

"Please?" Jane begs, making her vowels extra long to plead her case. You take a deep breath and make eye contact with Adam.

"You stay here. You don't take her anywhere or give her anything. You don't even think about moving from this spot, got it?" 

"Got it," he says without hesitation, and your jaw clenches as he stares at you. "I won't let anything happen to her." There's enough conviction in his tone for you to nod and follow the woman into one of her sectioned-off canvas rooms.

She puts on gloves and watches you sit on the edge of the cot, your knee bouncing as you stare through the curtain's tiny opening. You don't say anything as she carefully pulls the bandage away from your skin, blood breaching the surface as soon as it's off. You grit your teeth as she wipes at the cut with an antiseptic wipe but don't make any noise. You don't want Jane to hear you being in pain, so you clench your jaw so hard your bones creak with force and wipe your tears on your shirt sleeve.

"That your little girl out there?" She asks, trying to distract you, and you nod. "She's beautiful."

"Thanks." You mutter as she applies a little more pressure to your skin. Stars explode across your vision, and you curse under your breath. You don't remember it hurting this bad when you actually got grazed. Adrenaline is a hell of a drug.

"Did you come here with her dad?"

"Nope. Haven't seen the guy in four years." 

"Sounds like his loss."

"That's a understate, fuck," you stop as she presses a line of surgical glue across the graze. It burns as it settles into your skin, and the woman offers you whispered updates of how much longer until it dries and little encouragements. Once it's finally done drying, she puts a sterile bandage over the adhesive and offers you two painkillers. You look down at the two little pills and raise your eyebrows at her. "Acetaminophen?" 

"There's that pharmacology," she smiles as you take the pills. "What branch of medicine did you wanna go into?" 

"Doesn't matter now."

"It matters to me." She says, and you shake your head. You bite the inside of your cheek as you debate on telling her or not. Is it fair to bring that dream up when it will never happen?

"Surgery." 

"Smart girl." 

"Something like that." You shrug, the movement irritating the scrapes on your back, and you wince. The woman stands and looks at the back of your shirt to see it stained with blood.

"What happened?" 

"One of those things tried to get me. My back got cut up on the asphalt," you explain. "It's fine."

"Doesn't look fine. Can I take a look?" She asks, and you chuckle. 

"You're the second person I've had to take my shirt off in front of today." You say, taking a big breath and holding it as you pull your arms in and pull the fabric over your head. You turn your back to her so she can see the extent of the damage done to your skin. She doesn't gasp or have any reaction. She just starts dabbing at the blood gently, like you cleaned the blood from Jane's skinned knees. 

"May," she says like she's speaking to a spooked dog. "My name is May. I figured someone should give you the courtesy of knowing their names when they ask you to strip." She says, and you nod. You tell her your name in return, the rigid posture of your spine relaxing a little at her care. 

"Jane is my little girl." 

"How old is she?" She asks, and you swallow thickly.

"Five." 

"Must've been scary. Tryna keep her safe out there." 

"You have no idea." You whisper, your voice cracking over the words as memories of screaming creatures and shaking earth fill your mind. She cleans the rest of your blood in silence before putting ointment over the scabs. She checks for any broken bones while you're still sitting and tsks when she presses against a tender spot in your side, making you groan. 

"You've got at least one broken rib and probably one of the worst cases of road rash I've ever seen, and I was an ER doctor," she says as she hands you your shirt and sits across from you on her rolly chair. She gives you a sympathetic look, but you're not all there. Part of your brain is still pinned to the concrete under a screeching human, clawing at your skin. "But that little girl," she says, recapturing your attention. "That little girl is in perfect health. If I didn't know what happened this weekend, I would've had no idea she was ever in any danger."

"Is this the part where you scold me for putting myself in harm's way when I could've just come here earlier?" You ask, and she shakes her head.

"No, this is the part where I tell you what I've told all my parents who've come through here," she says, resting her knees on her elbows so she can look you in the eyes. "I don't care what you had to do to survive. I don't care what you did to protect them. I don't even care why you're sittin' on my table. I care about making sure you know how lucky your kid is to have you. For every kid that made it out, there's three more who died. You did good." She says sincerely, and you have to look away from her to wipe at your eyes.

"Doesn't feel like it, but thank you."

"I know it doesn't, but I promise you it's true," she says. "And I see how much you care about others. Otherwise, you wouldn't have wanted to be a surgeon. Now, I know you didn't get your MD, but I did, and I want to teach you what I know. Lord knows I need the help." 

"No, I can't." You shake your head.

"Yes, you can."

"I'm not the person you want for this."

"You don't know that."

"I do. I'm... I'm not a good person."

"Who is?"

"I killed people," The confession stuns you both into silence. Hot, angry tears stream down your face, and you pull your shirt back over your head. "I killed people to protect her. It was them or her, and I chose her. I will always choose her. So, whatever perfect, good, strong person you think I am or could've been at one point isn't here anymore. I buried her the second FEDRA tried to drop a fucking bomb on my kid," you stand on wobbly legs and pull your hair out of the collar of your shirt. "Thanks for your help, May."

That night, you don't sleep despite the aching in your bones. You stay awake and listen to the expanding and contracting of Jane's lungs as she dreams. When she wakes up screaming, you're already there to calm her down and remind her that she's safe. Adam ends up sleeping three cots down and tries to help when she wakes up, but you stop him before he can sit on her cot with a wide-eyed, annoyed look. He backs off after that. You've gone most of Jane's life without help from anyone, and you're sure as hell not going to accept any now. 

You were the one shoving knives through skulls and burying bullets in throats to keep her safe. You were the one who hid your pain from her for two days while you hid out in the barn. You were the one who taught her to give her fear to you because you are the only one who can handle it. What the fuck does Adam Lowery or May know about that? You will never again be the woman they once thought you to be. No, after this, you will be bloody and rageful and ruthless. There is nothing you wouldn't do to protect her or ensure her happiness. There is no corner of the earth you would leave unturned for the tiniest chance of her having a future. 

And God help any motherfucker who stands in your way.

[helshollowhalls]

Cahara to Ragnvaldr: So, a Dark Priest walks into a tavern-

D'arce: *walks into the Crow Mauler while being distracted by Le'Garde existing*

Ragnvaldr: Oh shit-

Cahara: Actually, I was wrong. A knight walks into the Crow Mauler-

Ragnvaldr: *snorts*

[avocado-frog]

Incorrect Quotes Tag

As u know I love doing incorrect quotes so thank you to @riveriafalll

Rules: create a set of “incorrect quotes” (either using a generator or your memory, feel free to adjust them to your needs) for your ocs or characters!

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Cass: Accidentally indulged in too much 'free time', turns out I've been reported missing for over six months and presumed dead by most local and national authorities.

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Dylan: I have the sharpest memory here - name one time I forgot something. Sam: You forgot me in a Walmart parking lot at 2am a day ago. Dylan: I did that on purpose, try again

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Cass: The secret of life is to always use more spinach and less rice than you think you'll need Cass: The second secret to life is that fresh air, warm sun, and a cup of tea will make your problems small enough to start handling Cass: The third secret to life is that, sometimes, violence really is the answer

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Lily: I personally don't think it's possible to come up with a crazier plan. Elliot: We could attack them with hummus. Lily: I stand corrected. Elliot: Just keeping things in perspective.

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Lily: You can de-escalate literally any situation by asking 'are we about to kiss?' Lily: Doesn't work with getting out of speeding tickets, though.

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Cass, about Leo: They're covered in blood again. Why is it they're always covered in blood? Logan: Well, it looks like it's their own blood this time.

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Kai, planning a group disguise: You cannot be Blake Bortles. Jaxon: Fine! Then I’ll be Jake- Kai, under his breath: Don’t say Jortles. Jaxon: Jortles! And I work at the molotov cocktail department.

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Leo: Dylan, what is the ONE thing I asked you NOT to do tonight? Dylan: Raise the dead. Leo: And what did you do? Dylan: Raised the dead..

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Leo: I hate you. Jaxon: Well, according to this picture I drew of us holding hands, that is untrue.

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Emily: I’m going to kill Jaxon! Leo, completely monotone: Oh no. Don’t.

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Logan: We need to distract these guys. Dylan: Leave it to me. Dylan: Centaurs have six limbs and are therefore insects. Discuss. Lily & Jaxon: *immediately begin arguing*

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Dylan: When I first got my autism diagnosis, my first thought was "woah... it's canon" and I think that maybe thoughts like that is why Logan made me get tested.

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Logan: People always ask me how I maintain control in my house with eight kids. The answer is: I don't. I have no control here. Jaxon called me into his room the other day and Dylan shot me in the neck with a nerf gun. Logan: I don't even know what a nerf gun is.

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Ryan: *double checking supplies in the boat* Compass. CB radio. Sunscreen. Dylan: Hot dog costumes! Ryan: I'm sorry, what? Dylan: You know, in case we get lost at sea, and one of us, probably Elliot, goes mad with hunger, we'll put these on. Elliot hates hot dogs, so he probably won't eat us. Ryan: Are you saying that Elliot would rather eat us than hot dogs? Elliot: I do hate hot dogs.

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Sam: What's your greatest fear? Dylan: Being forgotten. Sam: ... Sam: Damn, that's deep. Sam: Mine is the Kool Aid man, but I feel kinda stupid about it now...

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Tagging: @elizaellwrites

@bikaribechic

@elsie-writes

Open tag as usual

[fearandhungerincorrectquotes]

Cahara, to his party with the Girl in tow: Let's play "I see something"!

Enki: I see someone who needs to shut the f^ck up.

Cahara: ...Is it me?

Enki: It is always you.