I Forgot How Fun It Is To Physically Write Stuff Down. So Much Easier To Edit Things And Get Ideas Out.

I forgot how fun it is to physically write stuff down. So much easier to edit things and get ideas out. But now I’ll have a notebook full of fanfics that I will have to hide for forever.

Safe and Sound Vol. 5.2

Firstly, I would like to formally apologize for the amount of heartache I am about to put you through. Love Y’all!

Warnings: PTSD nightmares (Based off of my own experiences, they do vary) major character/ child death. Joel’s sad about thinking he lost you for a lil bit. 

Words: 2.5k (second part of Vol 5, they will be put in one document soon) 

Safe and Sound 5.1

A gasp awake and you bolt upward,  the birds singing above you and the sun gleaming through the brush of the trees, the hum of the wind and the warm air made everything seem so peaceful. Mindlessly your hands goes for your knife, only it is nowhere to be seen, you then start to climb to your feet and you’re met with an overwhelming sense of dizziness; the trees seem to grow taller and wider and the ground beneath you trembled so you fell back down to your knees, putting your hand on your forehead as you tried to make yourself get up. You were discombobulated, confused, woozy but you had to stand, so you did. Taking the stumbling steps in a circle as you tried to make sense of what had happened, the recollection of the night before was just a blur of fire, infected and blood, oh shit! You fell, you looked down at your hands, expecting them to be blood soaked yet they were clean. 

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i can’t stop editing this scene i need him right NEOWWWWW

Sitting in a cafe, wondering what the hell I am going to write and if i can stand sitting in the sun 

Safe and Sound Vol. 5.1

Joel and daughter! Reader 

Warnings: Basic TLOU gore.

Words: 3.3k

Safe and Sound Vol. 4

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Another part to this series? I have no clue, I’m just adding all my thoughts. Please enjoy!! <3

(And again, this is only mildly edited lmao)

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Jake returned each night to the spot where he has the encounter with the little girl. Saying goodbye to his wife, who worries for the little girl who is seemingly alone. (Mother instincts really kicking in) And giving his two young sons a kiss goodnight.

From the glimpse he got of her, the child’s young features are the only indication that she could be as old as his sons.

That thought alone halted Jakes movements, the rock he currently used to sharpen his blade ceasing in sudden panic. The mere thought alone of his sweet unsuspecting boys out in the deep Pandorian jungle by themselves makes his body ridged. Very unlike the marine he was trained to be, trained to not freeze at speculations. At fears that haven’t happened. Despite that, thinking about such a young girl out here on her own in the unpredictable environment, makes him itch to move and search for her.

How could have she end up in the care of the Palulukan. The apex predator of the Jungle. Probably the same one who chased him through the jungle on his first exposition with Dr. Grace and Norm.

Considering her circumstances, being with it is the safest place she could possibly be. But, it is not the ideal conditions for her to grow in. She should be able to learn about her culture. To play and eat as much as she wants. Not to have to hunt each day, to live off of what she can scavenge. To fight to live.

That is why he is here, the deep parts of the jungle with nothing but his knife to protect him, in hopes to find her.

Although it is well past eclipse, the jungle is still very much alive. A whole new ecosystem waking up. The chirps and squeals of unseen creatures. The bioluminescent jungle floor lighting up with his every movement. And the slight rustle and fast breaths coming from his right.

He wants to smile victoriously, fist bump, to yell in na’vi celebration at his win after so long. But he doesn’t, the only indication that he is aware of the new presence is the slight twitch of his ear and the quickly hidden smirk.