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quirkykayleetam · 2 hours
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My point is: could’ve been you she might have shot just then, the doctor, as you just made note of. And who exactly could fix you? Not nobody.
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quirkykayleetam · 2 hours
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why are all the star trek games based on war and ship command and galactic fighting and war. i want diplomat simulator. i want skyrim for star trek. i wanna talk to a bunch of aliens about their farming rivalry and then go to the planet where everyones an italian mobster. i dont give a shit about upgrading the torpedoes on my battle cruiser to level up and destroy other ships in the New Online MMORPG. i want my entire ship to malfunction because an alien laid an egg in the nacelles and then i want to fix it by raising the alien as my own and then tossing it into space. what’s so hard to understand.
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Whumpee let out a long sigh as they sunk into the hospital bed. Days were going by like a blur, they often hardly understood what was happening or remember what had happened.
The one thing they did know, was caretaker was here. No matter how much time went by, caretaker was by their side explaining everything, telling them to rest, keeping them fed and hydrated by hand if needed.
"You must be tired, you've been here with me for days. How long will you stay?" Whumpee mumbled, crawling their fingers across the bed until they found caretaker's hand.
"Until you're coming with me." Caretaker smiled, squeezing their hand back.
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quirkykayleetam · 4 days
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quirkykayleetam · 4 days
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The grandfather clock struck ten, the heavy gongs echoing through the house.
The door to the study slammed open and Simon stumbled in, his hands bound in front of him. Behind him, the guards pulled the door shut, cutting off the sound of the clock's gonging.
Gabriel sat in a chair near the ornate fireplace, smiling, and he waved at the chair opposite him. Cautiously, Simon walked closer, stopping in front of the chair.
"Simon. Please, take a seat-"
"I'm fine standing, thank you. Where's River?"
The older man's smile fell and he leaned back in his chair, shaking his head.
"Why must you be so stubborn?"
"I don't know, it might have something to do with the fact that you never cared-"
"I'm doing this because I care about you!" Gabriel spat. He stood up, glaring, "I did this for you-"
"Oh, I'm sorry," Simon deadpanned, "I didn't realize caring parents kidnap their own children-"
The slap echoed through the room, plunging it into silence.
Simon spat out a glob of blood, grinning when it landed on the expensive Persian rug from Earth-That-Was.
Gabriel sighed, flexing his hand.
"They were right after all," he muttered, looking at his son mournfully. He shook his head and sat back down.
Simon looked at his father in confusion.
"What-?"
The door opened and the guards came back in, their faces expressionless. Wide eyed, Simon glanced at them.
"Take him back to his room-" Gabriel began, running a tired hand over his eyes.
"River she-," the doctor struggled against the guards, his feet sliding on the wood floor, "- she needs her meds-"
"Your mei-mei will be looked over by a competent doctor," he ignored the hurt look in his son's eyes, "I will see you tomorrow, when you've hopefully learned to behave."
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Author's note-
Like I said before, I don't like Gabriel Tam. But he does make for a good villian in a found family story. I hope this story isn't too bad, I tried my best but my brain refused to work today. I'll expand this fic one day... hopefully
Thanks for all the likes/reblogs so far <3
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quirkykayleetam · 4 days
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What did you just do to me?
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quirkykayleetam · 6 days
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FIREFLY - JAYNESTOWN
There ain’t a one of us looks the part more than the good Doctor.
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quirkykayleetam · 6 days
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THE GOOD PLACE 4.09 | The Funeral to End All Funerals
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quirkykayleetam · 6 days
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been thinking about fantasy/scifi rule systems and free will
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THE GOOD PLACE 4.09 | The Answer
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quirkykayleetam · 6 days
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Give me more shaking whumpees.
Give me whumpees who are shivering so much from their high fever that they can't even hold a bottle of water up to their lips, leaving caretaker to hold it for them like they're bottle feeding a baby animal.
Give me whumpees who've lost so much blood that they're pale and trembling violently, their skin cool to the touch. Their body is desperately trying to keep them warm, but with each new shudder they're just bleeding more and more.
Give me whumpees in shock- whumpees who find out something so emotionally distressing that they can do nothing but shake, eyes fixed on a single point, jolting away from any touch.
Give me more shaking whumpees.
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quirkykayleetam · 8 days
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FIREFLY (2002) — “Objects in Space”
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quirkykayleetam · 8 days
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It was late, most of Serenity's crew already asleep. River was curled up on the extra bed in the infirmary, her face turned towards her brother's, her breathing matching his.
Mal sat on a chair between the two med beds, idily keeping an eye on the door. He wasn't taking any chances, not after everything that had happened.
The rustling of fabric brought Mal out of his reverie and he glanced at Simon, smiling slightly when confused blue eyes met his.
"Hey, doc', how're you feelin'?"
Simon mumbled something, turning his head to look at River, smiling softly when he saw the blanket thrown over her.
"She passed out not long after you did. Today's been hard-"
"Wish you were my dad," Simon suddenly mumbled and Mal froze, his smile slipping.
"Shen me?"
"Would have been better," he went on, looking at the Captain through half-lidded eyes.
He tried to move his leg and hissed, sluggishly trying to throw the blanket off. Without thinking, Mal put a gentle yet restraining hand on his ankle, stopping him from moving. Rolling his head, Simon looked at the hand on his ankle and giggled, trying and failing to tap the Captain's chest. Frowning in concentration, he tapped Mal's arm instead, his eyes drooping.
"See. Better. You- you care."
Mal shook his head and folded his arms, looking at the doctor like he lost it. Maybe he did. Whatever Zoë drugged the doctor with was off limits whenever it was Mal's turn to keep vigil as far as he was concerned.
"I'm gonna let that slide, doc', 'cause you got shot and all-"
The doctor smiled, his eyes sliding closed.
"Mhm," he slurred, "Kaylee, she, she w's right. Ya ain't mean."
Before Mal could think of anything to say, Simon was out like a light, his head tilted to look at his sister.
"He's right," River whispered in a sing-song voice, glancing at the Captain with sleepy eyes, snuggling into the thick blanket, " 'for sons and daughters and fathers and everything and nothing, tis family in every sense if not in blood'."
Giving the Captain one last smile, she also drifted off, leaving the Captain with his thoughts and the ghosts hiding in the shadows.
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Author's note-
I'm almost done with febuwhump. Yay but also not.
I hope this one is alright, today's been busy (I'm done reading through 2 of my 5 subjects thank fudge) and I was struggling getting their voices right. But, I'm not gonna lie, I kind of like this one.
The line River's quoting at the end is a line out of one of my own personal poems I'm working on titled 'Duct tape' (it's a working title😂) (also, if you would want to read the whole thing and the others I'm working on, please let me know <3 they aren't good but I'm past caring tbh)
Love y'all so much <3
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quirkykayleetam · 8 days
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I fell victim to one of the classic blunders (drawing a load of fan art when I should have been working)
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quirkykayleetam · 8 days
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I love it when whumpee shows up at caretakers doorstep so exhausted they pass out as soon as they know they're safe. Now caretaker sits by their bedside trying to guess all the worst case things that could have happened until whumpee wakes up and explains themselves.
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