And I Feel I'll Live On Forever

PEDRO PASCAL as Joel Miller THE LAST OF US | When You're Lost in the Darkness

The residents of Jackson were certainly nice. So willing to help strangers, to accept refugees even with the risks that came alongside accepting people you don't know. They'd taken in Joel and Ellie, more than once. Gave them clothes, a home, food - gave Ellie the first taste she'd have of a normal life. No wonder Tommy had settled there, had decided to start a family. It was the closest to normal they'd ever get again.

" For a lot of these people, acting normal is coping. Everyone deals with things in... different ways, and most people aren't built for what this world demands. " Just because the world as you know it ends, doesn't mean people magically become violent, become killers. Most who do are only like it because something made them that way... Joel included.

He didn't know what happened to Hannah, that was something for the teen to share in her own time, on her own terms. But he did know that it likely wasn't easy for her. Hell, even Ellie had struggled for a while when they first came back to Jackson, reeling in the aftermath of whatever that asshole tried to do to her, and then with the loss of the fireflies.

" Tommy helped because he's a big softie at heart. He likes people, gets on with them. Wants to help everyone he can, " Joel's gaze travels, spotting said brother in the distance. Chatting away with a group of residents, laughing and smiling in that easy way he always had. Joel felt a twinge in his heart.

" Besides, he likes you. That helps. I can't speak for other people, but this world is... people want to help or hurt others, doesn't seem to be an inbetween anymore. But at least here there only seems to be help.. better than the world out there." Joel gestures towards the large walls.

" You're right though, Jury's still out on the cult thing. Guess we'll have to wait and see." His lips twitch, the closest thing to a smile Joel had offered anyone but Ellie or Tommy in a long time.

Oh, Joel knows what he's talking about, Hannah has heard enough - whispers and implied words alike - to never doubt Joel and Tommy have seen some crazy things in their lives and have had plenty of time to both react and, maybe, recover. She hums thoughtfully, considering his words and trying to feel comforted by them. "Everybody is being so nice to me here... It makes me feel a little crazy, like I'm all scared for nothing," she admits, crossing her arms to hug her chest, shield herself from the awkwardness, "I never thought I'd be around normal people again, you know? I just... expected to be dead by now, easy." It was almost easier, emotionally, to deal with being alone in the wilderness: at least there she knew how to feel and she felt that way most of the time. Here it was one surprise after another.

"I don't understand why Tommy helped me. What he gets out of it. I always meet people who either save me or want to slaughter me and there is no in between, and I don't understand." And that's kind of her big problem here, isn't it? Because trusting people led her there in the first place. Same as not understanding people before they show their true colors. "I'm still not sure this isn't a cult or something. I'm only giving it the benefit of the doubt because of Ellie."

IN THE BEGINNING, THERE WAS ONLY THE OCEAN

“Accepting the Universe” (1920), by John Burroughs; // “Literary Paper” (1855), by Edward Forbes; // “A Thousand Flamingos” by Sanober Khan; // Sylvia Earle; // “Wither” (The Chemical Garden Trilogy), by Lauren DeStefano; // “The Immense Journey” ch. The Flow of the River (1957), by Loren Eiseley; // Jacques-Yves Cousteau; // Heinrich Zimmer; // “Pictures from Brueghel and Other Poems” (1962), by William Carlos Williams; // “Sandry’s Book” (Circle of Magic Quartet), by Tamora Pierce; // “The Sea”, by Barry Cornwall (Bryan Waller Procter); // Speech at the America’s Cup Dinner (1962), by John F. Kennedy; // Jacques-Yves Cousteau; // Erica Billups; // Robert Wyland; // “Eragon” (The Inheritance Cycle Tetralogy), by Christopher Paolini; // Christy Ann Martine; // Robert Wyland; // “Le testament d'Orphée” (1960), by Jean Cocteau; // Speech at the America’s Cup Dinner (1962), by John F. Kennedy; // “The Infinite Moment of Us”, by Lauren Myracle; // “American Fantastic Tales: Terror and the Uncanny from Poe to the Pulps”, by Julian Hawthorne

gonna work on new info stuff in a bit, revamp the muselist and all that jazz

DEADPOOL (2016) - dir. Tim Miller

It's witchcraft, not Google maps.

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" Not anymore maybe, but plenty of foods were pink before all this - all sorts of colours, especially sweet stuff, " Joel rolls his eyes, resisting the way his lips twitch, resisting the urge to grin. As reluctantly as he'd taken on protecting the kid, she was ( begrudgingly ) starting to grow on him.

And if the eager way she inhaled half the pot in one go was anything to go by, food was one way to make their journey a little more bearable. It leaves a twinge in his heart, reminds him of Sarah, of how she loved strawberry–

Nope. Wasn't going down that rabbit hole. Not here, not now.

Joel glances back at Ellie, noticing the pot being held near him. He nudges it back to her. " I'm not really a sweet person, you have it kid. " After all, he had to admit she'd earned it. Ellie was more adept than he'd given her credit for.

"Im not judging!" She defended taking the pudding cup that Joel had offered gingerly and poking at it with the spoon.

"Its just that most food isn't naturally pink and this looks-" she stopped short and tried a bite of the strawberry pudding thinking it over before trying another bite. and of course she had questions.

"And you had this stuff just lying around before everything went to shit? Was it like expensive? It tastes like it would be. What's it made out of?"

She offered Joel some because she had gotten used to splitting everything with him.

some juices 🪲

he's board

@experimentx628 cont

JJ thanked whatever entity out there that the office was currently empty, save for their team. They'd just gotten back from a case, dropping off relevant files and paperwork before a well-deserved rest, and someone had jokingly mentioned how it would easier if they had another Morgan around to ease the amount of file boxes they had to carry.

Big mistake.

ONE Derek Morgan could be enough, let alone ten of him cluttering the office. Especially since each one seemed to be dumber than the last. How were they making less progress now? Jennifer sighed, hands settling upon her hips.

Blue gaze directed towards the companion beside her, eyebrow raised. " How exactly do we fix this? " The blonde questions tiredly, hoping there was an easy solution.

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