The Farmer, The Wrangler, & The Cowboy- TLOU II AU
Farmer!Reader, Wrangler!Ellie Williams, Cowboy!Abby Anderson
You're the new farmer in town with a big heart and an even bigger love for two women. What happens when these two women apparently hate each other? With a past like theirs things become complicated.
wyatt johnston on living in the moment — WCF 2023 — 05.17.23
Does Joe give you any chores at home? Um, a little bit. I mean, I just try my best to help out as much as I can. Um, yeah, try to have a small footprint around the house and um, yeah, I mean, help out as much as I can — help make dinner if I can, help clean up, just kinda do whatever I can to help out, to make it a bit easier for them.
Good cooking? Uh, me? Yeah. I’m alright, uh … cooked dinner last night, actually. What’d you make? Did some – it was a fancy dinner – did some steaks, got some crabs, some shrimp, potatoes, green beans. Uh, yeah, I mean, most of the time I’m just trying to help out. Not the best cook, but I try my best when I do it.
This Drabble contains spoilers from one of my WIP fics, ‘I Will Carry You’ please read at your own risk!
Five Days Earlier
Lucy’s POV:
Wednesday / 05.17.23
Los Angeles, Ca / The Precinct
12:22 P.M
The day was like any other day — when there was an earthquake. I was walking away from my desk — I had just finished up some paperwork, I was looking at it one last time before handing it to Sergeant Grey as I got closer to his office.
I looked up from the paperwork for a brief moment — I couldn’t exactly remember why, but I looked up from the paperwork that was in my hand, and I saw décor items on the surrounding desks begin to shake. Everything began to shake around me.
Everything happened so fast in that very moment, one minute I was on my way to Grey’s office, the next everything in the building began to shake, and then—I was pushed out of the way by Tim. It kind of felt like a tackle in a sense. We slid under a desk, and I remembered his hand covering my head.
My eyes widened, and I was breathing heavily, “…Thank you,” I whispered.
He nodded, and his hand slid down my face until it reached my jawline. His thumb caressed my cheek, “Yeah, of course.”
A light fixture fell onto the ground causing us both to jump. And then it hit me — that’s exactly where I was standing before he tackled me out of the way. If Tim wasn’t around I probably would’ve been crushed by a light fixture.
“I’m starting to think that I’m a ‘danger magnet.’ And then…you always appear out of nowhere—and save me. I definitely owe you.”
“You don’t owe me anything, Luce. I’ll always protect you from any type of danger. Just know that I love you.”
A smile began to form on my face. My eyes lingered upon him, “I love you too, Tim,” I whispered.
We both leaned in to kiss each other, my hand was on the back of his neck, and my eyes slowly closed. He rushed to press his lips against mine, I moaned softly into his mouth. Our lips would smack as we’d briefly pull away from each kiss for air.
The rumbling had stopped after a while, but Tim and I were still making out under the desk, that is until I heard my name, “Lucy!” someone yelled, “Lucy!” it was a masculine voice, it sounded familiar – it was Chris.
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We went to ugbo last monday pero ngayon ko lang din na post. What I didn't like about here is halos lahat ng tao dito walang face mask na suot pero I like the food. Mas maganda kung pupunta ka dito bring mini fan and mag sando kana lang kasi sobrang init haha... Then ang budget mo dito is siguro 500 to 1k php enough naman na yun haha kasi halos lahat ng food is nakakabusog naman.
I saw a question "What do you want from your mother?" and I'm glad I saw this question because I AM VERY tired. I don't want to be angry anymore.
So what is it that I want? Why is my body on auto-pilot? Why do I ruminate so much about the same thing?
I think (and this is just a guess) it's because I want you to suffer the way I'm suffering right now. I want you to apologize, and I want to make you feel that your apology is not enough. I want revenge. I want you to realize your mistakes and know that you can't redo the past. I want you to regret your actions and soak in the pain of not receiving affection from your daughters because of what you did and you're still doing. And live in agony, 24/7 like I do now.
I know this is toxic. And I want to change this mindset of mine. It is very tiring, exhausting. I don't have energy left to spare for social things. I have almost 0 confidence in my ability to socialize.
I just want to feel better.
Oh and it's your birthday today. And this is what's on my mind. I wish it wasn't like this.