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letthewhumpbegin · 22 days
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Supernatural, s13e18
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hurtcomfortguaranteed · 2 months
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All the best Avon and Blake whump/bromance moments leading up to that climactic admission of trust across the first two seasons of Blake's 7.
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celtic-crossbow · 7 months
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Whumptober 2023
No. 3 “Make It Stop.” | No. 30 Bridal Carry
Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Fem!Reader (Pre-relationship)
Setting: Prison Era
Warnings: Gunshot wound, mentions of blood
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“It… hurts.”
“I gotcha, Y/N. Ya jus’ hang on fer me, girl, y’hear?” Daryl was running as fast as he humanly could with you cradled against his chest in a bridal carry, desperate to get back to the prison. You needed Hershel and you needed him now. 
He should have never taken you out with him. You were inexperienced, clumsy. He had really just wanted to spend some time with you away from the prying eyes of your home. Those knowing smiles and giddy whispers were enough to set his nerves on edge. 
He couldn’t have known someone else would be hunting the same area. He couldn’t have known they would be tracking the same buck. He couldn’t have known that they would lay claim even though it was his bolt that took down the animal. And he definitely couldn’t have known the man would aim his gun at an innocent woman and pull the trigger before Daryl could even blink. The man went down fast with a bolt to the brain but the damage was done. 
“Make it stop. Please, Daryl.”
His heart felt as if it were being crushed in a vice, your strained pleas tearing away at him like a walker on flesh. “Almos’ there. Doc’ll fix ya righ’ up.” He could feel the warm, sticky blood spreading onto his own shirt and knew he was running out of time. His legs were burning, threatening to give out. He could barely manage a full breath. But he couldn’t stop. 
When the gates of the prison came into view, he nearly sobbed with relief. It was short lived. “Y’see? We made it.” You didn’t respond. “Y/N?” Your eyes were closed, face pale. “Fuck!” He was stumbling with exhaustion as he rushed past the few walkers shuffling around in the grass. “Open the gate!” He didn’t have to say it twice. 
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Daryl made sure to stay close enough to the make-shift infirmary to be called if needed but far enough away so he couldn’t hear the urgent demands of the veterinarian as he tried to save your life. The archer sat on the floor, face in his hands, kicking himself for ever putting you in this position. He had been selfish and you were paying the price. 
“Daryl.”
The bowman quickly met Carol’s exhausted gaze. The weariness made it hard to read whether she was bringing good news or coming to tell him you were gone. 
“She… is she…?”
“She’s alive.”
Daryl let himself fall back against the wall. He felt a familiar sting behind his eyes and did his best to push it back, but the shine of tears was already evident. 
“Hershel says any longer and…. Anyway, she’s going to be fine.”
The archer nodded, not trusting his voice. Carol, ever vigilant, noticed his plight and slid down the wall next to him. “You like her, don’t you?”
“Pfft.” He responded too quickly. There was one of those knowing smiles he couldn’t stand. “She ain’t the wors’ person ta be ‘round.” The silver haired woman hummed and nodded. 
“She was thrilled you asked her to go with you.” She offered, twisting the bloody cloth in her hands. Daryl looked over at her but quickly looked away when she tried to meet his eyes. “She’s sweet on you. Has been for a while.”
“Stop.” 
“She really is, and what’s so terrible about that?”
Daryl’s face burned hot. “She can do a lot better than me.”
Carol reached out to brush his longer hair away from his face. He never flinched from her touch anymore. Hers or yours. “I don’t think so.” And with that, she stood and padded across the concrete to disappear back into the cell where you currently lay resting. 
Daryl let his friend’s words tumble around in his head, equal parts hope and fear spreading throughout. There was no way a classy little thing like you could ever be interested in a grumpy old redneck. But…maybe you had said something. Carol seemed so sure of it. 
With a shaky breath and trembling hands, the archer climbed to his feet and forced himself forward. He would sit with you until you awoke. And when you were stable enough, he would talk to you. Maybe. No, he would. He would. 
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whumpdaydreamerx · 22 days
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Magnum P.I. (2018) 3x05 | Ethan Shot
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jayninjago · 27 days
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Meet The Administrations favorite punching bag
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3 Will Be Free - Ep. 9
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mewcharm · 1 month
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i hope my insurance covers this!
dm for comms! here are my prices!
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whumblr · 9 months
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Payback
"What on earth are you all doing?!"
The team startled and froze in their tracks when Caretaker's voice boomed through the room. They glanced up to the landing, barely daring to meet Caretaker's eye when they noticed his thunderous expression matched the tone of his outburst. But they didn't pull away from the struggling figure under them, keeping him to his knees and keeping a gun trained against the back of his head.
"Whumpee still hasn't woken up," one of the members snarled, forcing Whumper's head down with the gun. "You saw what this scum did to them! It's time for some payback."
Caretaker bristled, his hands still on the railing, knuckles white. Then he took a deep breath and let go, slowly making his way down the stairs, boots clanking heavily against the metal grate.
"Give me that!" he snarled, and snatched the gun away. He stood over Whumper, who had startled as well and his struggles had melted away. He looked up at Caretaker; didn't say a word, but his eyes betrayed a call for mercy.
"I agree," Caretaker hissed and cocked the gun. Whumper closed his eyes as the click echoed through the silent room. "A certain payback is order."
He aimed and without hesitation fired two rounds, one in both Whumper's shoulders.
Screams rose up and Whumper fell back, writhing on the floor.
"Take him to medbay, patch him up, lock him up," Caretaker said without looking down and he pressed the gun back into his friend's hands. "Listen up! No one, and I mean no one, kills this bastard."
He glanced down and Whumper shuddered at the cold glare.
"Because I am not done with him yet. And maybe, when Whumpee wakes, we'll see if he's lucky enough to end it with a single bullet through the head."
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how-much-for-a-whump · 4 months
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Hudutsuz Sevda 17. Bölüm
Prompt: "Gunshot wound"
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Whump Potluck!
To celebrate 400 followers (!!!! What?!??), I encourage everyone to share a recipe for their favorite whump scenarios. And, because everyone always has more than one favorite (I know I do!), share another recipe! And another if you like! Not only does this get the info-nugget out of your brain, but you could find others who enjoy the same thing and it could even help some struggling writers! Better yet, why not use these delicious recipes as writing prompts? I'll start with my own favorite recipe:
Comfort Can Hurt
Restrained/Handcuffed
Blood loss
Thrilling/Intense rescues
Panicking teammates
Manhandling
Grasping hands (for comfort, to keep from getting separated, trying to break free, etc.)
"Just hold my hand. You're gonna be fine."
Can't breathe/Catch their breath (!!!!!)
Struggling against caretakers because it hurts
"[Name], you need to calm down!"
Involuntary sedation
Can't go wrong with some classy whump tropes, am I right? Here's one more:
Martyrdom Idiot Heroes
Strong/Angry at the world/Distant whumpee (thinks everyone couldn't care less about them)
Pushing past their limits
Self-sacrifice
Gunshot injury
Blood loss
Injury reveal (jacket/coat w/ a white undershirt? (!!!))
Collapsing (with a dash of teammates rushing to catch them)
"It's okay, we've got you."
Sunshine medic turning into angry, no-nonsense medic
Soft/Hazy awakenings (esp. if everyone else is sleeping nearby/standing guard)
Confusion at being coddled
"Pull that stunt again and see what happens."
See?? Delicious. Feel free to contribute or modify recipes to fit your personal tastes <3 no recipe is too niche or too flavorful!
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letthewhumpbegin · 3 months
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The Outfit (2022)
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ovytia-art · 7 months
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Gore unicorn Danny :3
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coldresolve · 2 years
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day 28, prey drive
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whumpdaydreamerx · 10 months
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That moment when Whumpee has an injury on their abdomen – possibly severe. Caretaker carrying them into their bedroom and Whumpee gets set down on the bed too hard.
Their back and head connecting with the mattress jostling their wound, eliciting a thud and a loud groan from Whumpee. “Aahh”, they hiss as their legs involuntarily stretch out, hands searching for something to hold onto.
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fanfics4all · 1 month
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Gunshot Wound
Request: Yes / No Thank you @badthingshappenbingo​ for my card! 
Requests are closed <3 Have a nice day/night
Jennifer Jareau x Daughter!Reader 
Word count: 3273
Warnings: Being shot and I think that’s it
Y/N: Your Name 
Y/N/N: Your Nickname
Prompt(s):
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A/N: Reader is 16 in this! 
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It all started with a super rare day off with my Mom. It was just going to be me, her, and my little half-brother Henry. We were both so excited to be able to spend a Saturday with our Mom since her job takes her away a lot. We were all playing when Mom got a call. 
“Y/N can you watch your brother for a second?” She asked and I nodded. She gave me a smile and walked to the side yard. I distracted Henry while Mom took her call, which she didn’t look exactly happy about. She came back into the room and sighed. 
“I need to go, we’ve got a case…” She said and Henry frowned. 
“I’m going to call the babysitter, can you watch your brother until she comes?” She asked and I shrugged. 
“I can watch him, Mom.” I said and she bit her lip. 
“I don’t know when it’s going to be done.” She said and I nodded. 
“So when Dad get’s back-” 
“Dad is part of the case.” She said while Henry was distracted. My eyes widened and she motioned me to follow her. 
“Henry, come inside and grab some juice.” Mom said. We followed her inside and Herny ran to get his juice. Mom pulled me over to sit at the table while Henry was watching cartoons. 
“Is Dad okay?” I asked, worried. 
“Dad is fine, his partner was shot.” She answered and I let out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. 
“I really don’t know how long this will be, Y/N.” She said and I nodded. 
“I get it Mom, I can take care of Henry.” I said and she sighed. 
“Call me if you need a babysitter to help you.” She said and I smiled. 
“I promise, now go, Dad needs your help.” I said. I got up and went to go watch cartoons with Henry. 
It’s been hours since Mom and Dad left for work. Henry was upset for a little while about Mom having to leave, but I distracted him enough to forget about it. Mom told me I wasn’t allowed to look at the news at all, which I understood. She hated when I knew about local cases. I was too distracted by Henry to even think about looking at the news. However the thought of my Mom and Dad were constantly in the back of my head. I had Henry watching cartoons while I was making dinner for us. I pulled out my phone bit my lip. I haven’t heard anything from Mom or Dad since Mom left. 
“Don’t check the news under any circumstances.” Mom’s voice floated through my head. 
“I know Mom… but you and Dad haven’t answered any one my texts…” I whispered to myself. I took a deep breath and pulled up the news on my phone. My eyes widened and I dropped my phone on the counter. 
“Y/N/N? You alright?” Henry called. 
“I’m fine Henry! Just had something slippery on my hands and dropped my phone!” I called back. 
“Okay!” He called back and I hoped went back to watching cartoons. I quickly picked up my phone and called Mom. 
“Please pick up, please pick up…” I mumbled to myself. 
“Y/N? Are you alright? Do you need a babysitter?” Mom answered. 
“I’m fine, Mom, we’re fine. Are you? Is Dad?” I asked quietly so Henry wouldn’t hear.
“You looked at the news!?” She hissed at me. 
“I’m sorry! You and Dad weren’t answering my texts and I was worried…” I answered. 
“We’re fine, Y/N, I need you to stop looking at the news please.” She begged, she sounded off. 
“Okay, I promise, can you just please answer my texts? I’m really worried, Mom.” I whispered and she sighed. 
“I’m sorry for worrying you sweetie, I’m fine everything’s gonna be okay. Just focus on Henry and I promise I’ll text you in an hour.” She said. She said everything is going to be fine… I grew up with just my Mom at first and I picked up some profiling along the way. My Mom was lying to me. 
“Mom?” I asked. 
“Y/N, I really need to go. Just let me know if you need a babysitter.” She said and hung up. I sighed and put my phone to the side. 
“Something’s wrong…” I mumbled to myself. 
“Hey Y/N! Look who’s home!” I heard Henry call and I turned to see Dad with a woman I’ve never seen before. 
“Dad!” I said and rushed over to him. I went to hug him then noticed he looked a little worse for wear. 
“Dad? Are you alright?” I asked. 
“I’m fine Sweet heart, Mom thought you could use a little help and sent me over with my partner-” 
“I’m Izzy.” The woman cut him off and offered me her hand. Alarm bells were ringing in my head. Mom said his partner was shot.
“Uh, hi.” I said, shaking her hand. I glanced at my Dad and he just smiled at me. I heard a sizzling behind me quickly turned around. 
“Oh shoot!” I said and rushed to take the pot off the stove. I heard the two adult talking in a low voice that I just couldn’t hear. When I turned back around Dad was kneeling down to look at Henry. 
“Daddy let’s play!” Henry said. 
“Daddy can’t play right now, I gotta go to work. But this is um-” 
“Izzy.” The woman said again. 
“Izzy.” Dad whispered. 
“Can you say hi to Izzy?” Dad asked. 
“Hi Izzy.” Henry whispered, he was nervous about this woman too. 
“She’s gonna stay with you and Y/N until Mama comes home, okay?” Dad said. 
“Okay.” Henry said, sounding sad. 
“Hey.” Dad said, gaining his attention. 
“I love you.” Dad said to him. 
“I love you.” Henry said back. Dad hugged him. 
“You’re gonna be okay.” Dad said which made my anxiety skyrocket. Dad sent Henry into the living room to play and I walked up to him. 
“Dad?” I asked with a nervous tone. 
“Come here Y/N/N.” He said and motioned me to come hug him. I stepped into his arms and wrapped mine around him. 
“Everything is gonna be okay.” He whispered and I looked up at him. He was lying just like Mom was… He moved next to my ear and whispered so only I could hear. 
“Keep your brother away from her.” He whispered. I looked into his eyes and nodded. I’d protect my brother with my life and I think my Dad knows that too. He kissed my head and gently pushed me to follow Henry. I watched him walk out the house. 
“Hey Henry, you wanna help me finish cooking?” I asked and he smiled at me. 
“Yeah!” He said and I quickly picked him up. I walked him into the kitchen and watch the woman look around our house. I was so anxious about her presence here, but I just had to focus on protecting my brother. 
As I was cooking Henry started getting antsy and wanted to go color. I sighed and put him down. I led him over to the table where he got in the chair all by himself, and grabbed some paper and crayons. He quietly started coloring and I went back to the kitchen to hurry up and finish cooking. 
As I was just about to finish I heard Henry talking to the woman. I cursed myself and quickly finished the cooking. Once everything was done I left it on the stove to keep warm and walked out to find Henry on the woman’s lap. My eyes widened as I watched her touching his hair. 
“Let me tell you a story.” She said and I gulped. 
“Hey, Henry, foods ready. You hungry?” I asked as I walked over to him. 
“I wanna hear the story, Y/N/N.” He said. Izzy smirked at me and held Henry a bit closer to her. 
“Sit down, listen to the story, Y/N/N.” She smeared at me. I gave her a tight lipped smile and sat in the seat Henry was sitting in. I heard my phone ringing in the other room, but I knew if I moved she’d hurt my brother. She just smirked at me. 
“I really think we should eat Henry.” I said and he started to reach for me. 
“Y/N/N!” He said and I quickly pulled him out of her lap. I went into the kitchen and the woman followed. She grabbed my phone from the counter and smirked at me. We heard the gate opened and the woman went to go check the window. 
“Henry, go hide.” I whispered and he rushed off. I moved to run for it but I heard a gun cock. 
“Where do you think you’re going?” She asked and I slowly turned around. 
“Come out Henry!” She called out. 
“Don’t listen to her Henry!” I shouted. 
“You little bitch!” She growled at me and I tried to run. She shot at me and I screamed in pain. 
“Drop it!” I heard my Mom growl. I couldn’t focus on what they were doing, but I knew Mom was fighting with the girl. 
“Mommy!” I heard Henry shout. 
“Henry!” Mom shouted. There was more fighting and then I heard a thud. I kept pressure on my lower left back and stayed laying on the floor. I heard footsteps coming closer to me and someone knelt down. 
“You alright, kid?” I recognized the voice of David. 
“It hurts a lot.” I groaned. 
“Let me see.” He said as he gently moved my hand. He looked at the bleeding wound and sighed. 
“The bullet is still inside, but your Mom and I are gonna get you help.” He said and I nodded. 
“I know…” I said. 
“Y/N/N?” I heard Henry asked in a scared voice. 
“I’ll be fine, Henry.” I said and smiled back at him in my Mom’s arms. David pushed his arms under me and lifted me up. I groaned as he lifted and flipped me over so I was facing him. I felt his hand put pressure on my wound and I groaned again. 
“I know, Y/N, just hang in there.” He said. They rushed me to the car and Mom got in the back with me and she locked Henry in so he couldn’t really see me. Mom gripped my hand and she had tears in her eyes. 
“I’ll be fine, Mom.” I said and she nodded. 
“I know sweetie, you’re so strong.” She said and I smiled. 
Once we got me to the hospital the staff rushed me inside. They got me into surgery quickly. I obviously didn’t remember any of it but when I woke up my Mom, Dad, and Henry were all standing around my bed. Dad was in a hospital gown too. 
“Mom? Dad?” I groaned as I tried to sit up. 
“Hey, lay back down, you need to relax.” Mom said as she pushed me back down. 
“I’m alright, Mom.” I said as I hugged her tightly. She hugged me tighter and I felt myself struggling to breath a bit. 
“Alright Hon, let our daughter breath.” Dad said with a laugh. Mom wiped her eyes as she pulled back from me. 
“Are you alright, Dad?” I asked and he nodded with a smile. 
“I’m fine sweet heart, we gotta worry about you.” He said and I shook my head. 
“I’m fine.” I insisted. 
“Y/N, you took a bullet to the back.” He said with a frown. 
“You told me to protect Henry.” I said with a small shrug. 
“I didn’t mean risk your life.” He said and I smiled. 
“I’d do anything to protect my brother.” I said and my parents smiled. 
“Well, we’re really glad you treat him as if he’s your full brother…” Mom started and I looked at them confused. 
“Why wouldn’t I?” I asked. Dad wrapped his arm around Mom’s shoulder and pulled her closer. 
“Y/N, your Mama and I are gonna get married.” Dad said and I quickly sat up, ignoring the pain. 
“Really!?” I asked with a huge smile. 
“Y/N! You need to lay down, you’ll rip your stitches!” Mom said, trying to push me back down. I grabbed her hands and looked into her eyes. 
“You finally said yes? Will’s really gonna be my Dad now?” I asked with tears in my eyes. 
“Yes sweetie, Will is going to be your Dad for real, now lay down.” She said and I happily obliged. 
“When’s the wedding?” I asked, feeling giddy now. 
“Your Mother wants to do it Monday.” Dad answered. 
“Am I gonna be able to come?” I asked with a frown. 
“We’ll talk to the doctor and I’ll let him know we’ll have a doctor on property.” Mom said with a wink. I giggled and shook my head. 
“I’m so excited! Can I wear my light pink dress?” I asked and they just laughed. 
“Yes you can wear your pink dress.” Mom said. 
The next day Dad came to pick me up at the hospital, since Mom convinced them that I’d be fine at home. He came into my room holding a bad and my light pink dress. I looked at him confused and he just smiled at me. 
“I thought you’re getting married on Monday?” I asked and he nodded as he set the things now. 
“We were, but David overheard and we’re gonna get married in his yard. Mom thinks it’s just a party.” He said and I squealed in excitement. 
“Help me get ready?” I asked and he nodded. Dad helped me get dressed and told me I needed to take it easy tonight. The doctor gave us some crutches as a just in case, but I didn’t really think I needed to use them. Dad insisted on bringing them anyway. 
“Come on, we’re meeting your mom and Henry there.” Dad said and I nodded. He helped me in the car and we were off. 
When we pulled up to David’s house I was so excited! I couldn’t believe my Mom was getting married to someone who actually liked and cared about me too. It’s all the two of us ever wanted. I got out and rushed over to my mom. I hugged her tightly and she laughed. 
“Well you’re feeling better.” She said and I smiled up at her. 
“I am! Look what Dad brought me to wear.” I said and did a spin. 
“I thought you wanted to wear that tomorrow.” She frowned and I nodded. 
“I still can, but this way the whole team can see how pretty I am.” I joked and she shook her head with a laugh. 
“Y/N, the doctor said to take it easy.” Dad said coming up to us. 
“I am.” I said and he shook his head. 
“Running to your Mama is not taking it easy. Don’t make me make you use the crutches.” He said and I groaned. 
“Okay, I’ll be good, promise!” I said and both my parents laughed. 
“Come on, let’s go inside.” Mom said and we all held hands. We walked inside and into the backyard. 
“Hey.” Mom said when she saw David. 
“Someone knows how to throw a party. You don’t mess around.” Mom said as she gave him a hug. 
“What can I tell ya? I’m the host with the most.” He said as he hugged her back. 
“No kidding.” Mom laughed as she pulled back. 
“Hey, look who’s here.” David said and Grandma walked up next to him. 
“Mom?” Mom asked and Grandma just smiled. 
“Okay, what’s-what’s going on?” Mom asked Dad. 
“Well we couldn’t get married without your Mama.” He answered. 
“I might’ve overheard a proposal yesterday?” David said. 
“And I couldn’t wait till Monday.” Dad said. 
“Okay so this is why you guys are so dressed up, huh?” Mom asked as she looked at me and Henry. 
“Yes and you will be too. I brought something borrowed.” Grandma said, holding up a wedding dress. 
“Mom, is that your dress?” Mom asked. 
“It is, let’s go see if it still fits.” Grandma said. 
“Can I help?” I asked and Grandma smiled at me. 
“Of course!” She said and gently pulled me along. 
Grandma and I helped Mom get into the dress and I was so excited. She looked absolutely beautiful. I’ve always wanted this for my Mom and I literally couldn’t be happier for her. 
“Mom you look so pretty.” I said and she smiled with happy tears in her eyes. 
“Thank you Sweetie.” She said and kissed my head. Once everything was ready Mom, Grandma, and Myself were walking downstairs and out the back door. Dad stood there with Henry at the alter with a man there to marry them. Grandma let go of Mom when we reached the front and I went to as well, but Mom stopped me. She pulled me up with her and I stood right by her as she married my now official Dad. I cried when they kissed and hugged them both tightly. I finally had a full family. 
We all sat down to eat and everyone was talking among themselves. I sat next to Henry and Jack, who I was so excited to see. The three of us were all talking and slightly playing pretend. I was about nine years older than Jack and eleven years older than my brother, but I loved spending time with them. Dad clinked his glass to gain everyone’s attention and stood up. Everyone looked over to him and he smiled. 
“I’d like to thank everyone for being with us tonight and sharing in our special day.” He started and smiled down at Mom, who was holding his other hand. 
“But I still have one more surprise for my two very special girls.” He said. Mom and I both looked at him confused and he motioned for me to come over to him. I stood up and walked next to him. 
“Y/N, I know you care for your Mama a lot and I’m so glad you gave us your blessin’ before we even had to ask.” He said and everyone chuckled. 
“But I’d like to make everything more official and ask you and your Mama if it’d be alright if I officially became your Daddy and adopted you.” He said and I gasped with tears in my eyes. 
“R-Really?” I asked and looked between them. 
“Yes really. You’re Mama and I have been talkin’ about it for some time now and I said if we ever got married I’d like to adopt you as my own.” He said and I hugged him tightly. 
“Yes! Yes! A million times yes!” I cried, not able to hold in my tears. Dad wrapped his arms around me and gently squeezed me. 
“We already started the paperwork incase this day ever came, so we just gotta get a court date and make it offical.” Mom said, standing up. I turned around and hugged her tightly, not realizing I was crying into her dress. 
“Thank you, Mom!” I cried and she gently rubbed my back. Dad wrapped us both in a hug and kissed my head. 
“Why is Y/N/N crying?” Henry asked and Dad went and picked him up. 
“They’re happy tears, buddy.” He said and I pulled back to smile at him and wipe my eyes. 
“Very happy tears.” I said and everyone chuckled. This was not only my Mom’s perfect day, it was mine too.
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hurtcomfortguaranteed · 10 months
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In The Quest 1x01, Quentin is accidentally shot, and little brother Morgan spends the rest of the episode tending to his brother's wound and subsequent fever, and watching out for him when danger strikes.
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