#I can’t even talk with her honestly about the situation with my dad and brothers because he told me directly it’s bc I’m trans. and I can’t
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Auuuuaggh
#lays down on the floor. agh#vent#guy who’s mom isn’t exactly great about him being queer. especially abt him being trans. but she’s not kicking me out and let’s me do what I#want so long as I’m in my room so there’s that. but she called that being a ‘supportive mom’ last time we talked abt it. after guilting me#when I broke down to her certain I’d never be perceived as anything other than a woman. who refuses to call me by any name other than the#first name she gave me at birth. who outright said she’s not even going to try to use my pronouns.#I can’t even talk with her honestly about the situation with my dad and brothers because he told me directly it’s bc I’m trans. and I can’t#tell her how I’m still hurting from a comment she made over a year ago.#in short: I’m fuckign tired man.#and apparently I’m in enough of a state to have my dog coming over and checking on me
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Laugh: Jason Todd x fem!reader
requested by @thefandomdiaries07 - I AM SO SORRY!!
“Oh my god!” Y/N started laughing at another Bad dad joke Dick Just Said. Honestly, she wasn’t sure whether it made her giggle like a silly teenager because it was so stupid or because Dick was ginning and being so full of himself.
“That’s a good one right?”
“No....!” she gasped wiping the tears away, smudging her mascara in the process. “It was terrible. Terrible, Grayson! I swear every time I believe you reached the bottom of the groaner well, you surprise me with another one!”
“Now that’s hurtful!” Dick grabbed his heart, pretending to be deeply cut by those words. “Your words are like knife to my soul!”
“Please stop watching soap operas….” She laughed even more at his choice of words.
“Hm.” Dick smirked. The position he was in allowed him to see behind Y/N’s shoulder and notice something she could not.
Once her laugh reverberated through the room in the Manor, Jason, who was just casually passing by, with his signature face expression being the mix of broody and smug, stopped in his tracks. To give it justice, he looked like he was just struck by the lighting by the sound. Rooted to the ground. Frozen. Transfixed. Taken into another dimension. Whatever words might come to person’s brain – he was just that. With his eyes almost turning into hearts he looked like a love sick puppy. Just because he heard her chuckling at something.
“Hey Jaybrid!” Dick called to his younger brother, unable to stop himself from a little bit of teasing. Todd might have been lying about how he felt for Y/N, denying the obvious, but his actions were pretty self-explanatory. Especially in the family of self-appointed detectives, trained to read into every detail and gesture. “You look surprisingly non-threatening.”
“Shut up Dickhead.” His face expression turned back to resentful, the slightest blush showing on his cheeks due to being called out like this. He was a grown ass man acting like a boy who saw a girl’s bra for the first time.
“What’s with the attitude, little bird? Someone step on your toe?”
“Shut up!”
“Oh come on, cheer up! How about I give you a joke to relieve the tension?”
“Oh, no!” Y/N cried out in despair, turning to face Jason “Jace! Save me! Dick won’t let me go until I die from the embarrassment from his jokes! Please, don’t let me suffer alone!”
Once she looked at him with those pretty, pretty, shining, smiling e/c eyes he was gone. Like gone. How could he possibly tell no to her? How could he…..
“Not in the mood…” he muttered, looking down, terrified to death to meet her gaze.
“Come on Jay! Pretty please? We’re friends. It’s kind of I’m in shit you’re in shit situation. You can’t run from it.”
“I hate you.” He hissed crossing his arms
“I give you a chance to realize that you hate Dick’s sense of humor more than you hate me. So? what’s it gonna be?”
Yeah, he couldn’t tell her no.
***
“Did you get home safe?” Dick texted a few hours later, once Y/N left the manor and got into her apartment.
“You could have given me a ride with that fancy porche of yours, so you wouldn’t have to ask after.”
“I was kind of hoping Jason will pick you on a bike and give you a romantic trip, but seemingly we can’t always have what we want.”
“Jason?” if they were talking not texting she would raise an eyebrow at the moment
“Sure? My younger brother? Do you remember Jason?”
“Fuck you Dick. Stop playing around. We’re friends. That’s all.”
“Y/N for crying out loud. I saw that boy almost snap his neck because he heard your laugh and wanted to see why you were laughing.”
What?!
“but yes, keep telling yourself you’re friends.”
What the hell?!
She lost her patience in an instant and dialed Dick’s number.
“Y/N.”
“What the hell was that Dick?!”
“I believe it’s something you call telling the truth”
“I believe it’s acting like a freaking gossip girl!”
“It’s not a gossip!
“stop playing with me!”
“Am not! Did I ever lie to you?” he trailed and for a moment there was silence in the phone as they both were thinking about the years of keeping a little secret of his vigilante persona. “It’s true. I swear. “
“so why tell me now?”
“Cause I am seriously scared of what injuries Jay maysustain if someone doesn’t speak up. Last week Steph did as much as mentioned your name and he fall off the stairs.”
“You’ll never let him live it down, will you?”
“Not a chance!” Dick laughed “but hey, we both know you have a crush on him too so…”
“This reverse psychology is not going to work on me Grayson. No circus for tricks.”
“Please don’t tell me you tease him absolutely absentmindedly…..”
“Tease? Dick this is just who I am. I play and twist words with everyone. I do that all the time with you.”
“can you at least talk to him about it?”
“wouldn’t that make it a bit awkward?”
“sure. And I’ll be right by the corner with the camera to video it.”
“I swear to god you’re the definition of an older brother.”
***
For three days Y/N was trying her best to avoid the conversation. No matter what Dick said, Jason was her friend and taking their relationship to another level was…. Hard. Honestly, Y/N wasn’t even sure how she herself felt about it. Did she like Jason as more than friend?
Yes,
no,
maybe?
How do you even recognize the moment when you stop thinking of someone as a buddy and move to I want to be more stage?
Sure, there’s physical attraction but that is not necessarily the sign of deeper feelings.
Just cause you feel you want to kiss someone doesn’t mean you love him.
So how did she feel?
She was postponing even thinking about it, but there’s no escaping when you serve as an emotional support and voice of reason for the whole family of vigilante seeing them *him* on a day to day basis.
So yes, Y/N was pretty much conflicted and feeling like a silly teenager, even though her metrics was showing quite a different age number.
And she was sad.
And that was something Jason could not stand.
“did you switch the position of your bed lately ?” he asked her after a few days of her being shy, withdrawn and silent. Obviously he did it in-character with the teasing tone and that freaking edgelord attitude.
“What?” she raised her gaze from the bat computer, frowning in confusion “there’s still no place for you to crush at my place one way or another.”
“Oh, please…” he rolled his eyes, plumping onto the seat next to her “as if that was what I meant.”
“What did you mean then?”
“You seemed like you’ve been getting off on the wrong foot, hence the question. I thought you were smarter than that and will get the reference.”
“Haha… very funny Todd.”
“I’m serious though.”
“You are never serious.”
“I miss your laugh…..” he babbled without thinking and his eyes grew wide at the words. “oh, fuck…I mean… you have terrible laugh. Terrible. And I miss laughing at your laugh. That’s what I meant to say.”
“I swear you’re the only person I know who can both offend and complement someone in one sentence.” She scoffed, turning back to computer away from him
“Yeah, kind of my signature.”
“You’re a terrible person Jason Todd and I hate you. God I swear you’re so annoying. I can’t believe Dick was thinking you likelike me….” She babbled and this time it was her turn to blush because of saying too much. “oh, shit….I mean… Dick is delusional obviously and I’m pretty sure he was drunk while using the word.”
“Grayson told you I liked you?” Jason smirked.
“Yeah…. Funny, right?” she chuckles awkwardly
“Extremely funny.” Jason looked down avoiding meeting her eyes.
“Haha ….” She muttered.
And then, once they mocked Dick and the whole situation to the most possible extend and there was nothing more to say the silence fell between them. At first it was normal since they were both lost in their heads but after a while it started getting uncomfortable. Even the air in the batcave became heavier and it was becoming hard to breathe.
“Y/N…..” he looked at her
“Jace…..” she looked at him
And when their gazes met they were gone.
Acting on impulse they both moved forward, meeting halfway when their lips connected.
It was not like they write it in the books or how you see it in the movies or not even how you imagine kissing someone you like.
It was their first kiss together and yet, there were no sparks, no electricity, no butterflies in the stomach.
No.
Nothing so obvious and, well, spectacular.
And yet, there was something more to this display of affection.
The deep sense of doing something right.
Something pure and perfect.
Feeling of finally belonging somewhere.
With someone.
The inner peace.
It was….natural, but it didn’t take away the wonderfulness of being in the bubble together with that person.
Getting out all those emotions they were trying to hide.
And at this moment Y/N knew she was fooling herself. She did like him more than friends.
“Y/N…..?” he pulled back after a second, both pair of eyes closed, foreheads connected.
“Hmmmm?”
“I like you.”
“Yeah, I kind of notice……”
“Y/N……?”
“Yes, I like you too.”
“So what do I have to do to make you laugh again?”
She pulls back, opening her eyes and smirking teasingly.
“You can just be yourself. I swear sooner or later you will do something silly or stupid enough to make me laugh. At you…..”
“I think you and I have very different definitions of liking someone.”
“Maybe….but if there’s anyone I want to work towards creating joint meaning…. It’s you , Todd.”
“Oh….” He cooed “don’t give me diabetes with all that sweetness.”
“enjoy it while it last, Todd…..” she laughs and hearing that sound after a few weeks of silence he couldn’t help but grin widely.
Like a man in love.
Who he was.
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Friends. How’s everyone doing? The holidays are behind us, spring awaits.
It’s been a special kind of challenge here. We’ve had some ups and downs with my dad. With all his treatments and medication shuffles, his cortisol level plummeted. He’s had all the symptoms of low cortisol - depression, anxiety, fatigue, brain fog, inability to handle stressful situations, lack of focus. With the chemo, it’s hard to know which is coming from what honestly. Then with them increasing cholesterol medications and anti-depressants, him having joint pains, muscle aches, him having suicidal thoughts and crying jags that are so out of character, it’s been a tremendous stress and fear.
Glad to have a hopeful resolution and doctors who are paying attention. So. Watching such a strong and powerful man struggle, it’s humbling. In a way I can’t put into words. Too though, it’s coming up on a year without mom. Their house had a water leak that caused us to have to clear out mom’s clothes and such. Her dog passed. His shop roof has had some leaking that the company sent to fix it has been sluggish in doing so, which has lead to now more needed work. His side effects from the medications/hormone imbalance, has left him not getting out much, no motivation, in pain. So many factors, it’s been a course for sure finding our way to answers. Keep us in your thoughts as we navigate these times.
We had the difficult conversation to ascertain if he was thinking of hurting himself, had a plan. It was actually hubs who asked him flat out. I’m so lucky to have such an amazing man as my partner. Dad said he doesn’t have a plan and he made a pact with us, because of our kids, so, we will be close.
Too, this has brought my brother and I back into alignment. The estate is settled. He and I are talking daily. It’s been a tremendous support. A relief. We both have talked about how we want to have a relationship despite our differences, and it’s best case scenario. Fingers crossed.
Work is well. I’m in a stage of really enjoying my work and colleagues. There have been some salary adjustments that put us in a comfortable position where so many I know are not. Hubs too had a long overdue adjustment that rewards his long hours and efforts. Feeling so fortunate. Proud of how far we’ve come, not just financially and professionally, those are nice accomplishments too though.
C and I have it feels, evolved? Question for my long term committed relationship peeps, is this something you also feel you do as you grow together? Level up? Become closer through trials or talking, laughing? It keeps sneaking up on me, how much I have, with this marriage. That I chose well and we BOTH prioritize supporting one another and our family/relationship. It’s beautiful.
The kids are good. We had the magical snowpocalyse here. Since last week, it has literally rained EVERYDAY and gone from being ice and below 20 for a week to 60s and showers. Typical Tennessee weather. We could still have another couple rounds of winter. Guess we’ll see. School is back in and the yearly testing required of students is ongoing. It makes me nervous because the age group J falls in has had a lot of fallout because of delays with Covid. He’s worked so hard and did tutoring last year, I feel he has it in the bag, this mom ‘stress’ where you are constantly thinking and worrying is just another level of it all I suppose.
Valentines is coming up friends. What are your plans? Do you celebrate? We’ll be doing our tradition of making shepherds pie together. Also bought Lilith mommy and me dresses - she’s been asking and while I feel a bit silly, I think she will be so excited.
//C bought a pickle rick for his office.
//Our elderly cat has come out of her self imposed seclusion in the upstairs and is hanging in our room with one of our other cats and the kids. It’s been fun. We’ve had her 15 years? She was a rescue from Cs job parking lot.
//we took the kids for sushi and even though they didn’t love it. The chopsticks were a hit.
//Lilith is in an obsessive mommy snuggle/need stage. I’m working to enjoy this time as I know it will pass.
//busted my ass chasing c when he took off the the frosting for some cupcakes the kid and I made. I slipped on a pad for our old girl (doggo) Luna, and hit the footboard of the bed hardcore. Funny story, I’ll share one of these days. Nothing is broke so, win?
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Knowing Enough for Her
Daryl Dixon [PLATONIC] • She/Her Pronouns • Dixon’s Little Sister!Reader / Mute!Reader • Hints of Caryl • If you asked Merle, he thinks you’re mute because of the shit you witness your dad do to your brothers. Daryl thinks you’ve always been that way, which is correct. Honestly, you didn’t mind it. Even in the end of the world…but some moments made you wish you could just scream off the top of your lungs your frustrations • ANGST/SFW • TW: Injuries / Canon Violence / Anxiety Attacks / Abuse
Requested by: Anon
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“The cop is gettin’ frustrated with y’all” Merle makes the comment quick to draw his siblings’ attentions toward Shane who was arguing with Dale about letting them into their group.
“You sure it ain’t your bitchass?” Daryl snaps at Merle who gave him an eye roll as a response. He felt Y/N tug on his shirt for his attention as she started to sign toward him.
Shane scoffs pinching the bridge of his nose. “If she’s deaf, she can cause problems. Kill herself maybe”
“Shane I wouldn’t—-“
“What? Bring a bunch of rednecks and a disable into our group?” Shane turned toward the group once again but up close was Y/N as she suddenly socks the cop in the face knocking him on the ground.
The cop stumbles to the ground making the man he was talking to step back. Dale quickly looks at Y/N seeing the rage radiate off of her person as he held his hands up in surrender.
“Okay. Not deaf. I’m just gonna assume and say mute?” He tilts his head with a questioning look waiting for Y/N to inevitably nod as her tense composure relaxed. “Alright. Now that that’s clarified, we’d love to have yea. Uhm. Just…leave him down there” he states directing them toward their camp as Merle approaches the cop who was stunned on the ground while his siblings went head.
“I wouldn’t fuck with my sis, pig” Merle laughs picking up the pace to catch up with them.
So you’re gonna go on this dangerous run into the town? Could it be a ploy to get rid of you? Y/N frowns signing to Merle as he couldn’t help the laugh that escaped him to that last part.
“They wouldn’t survive if they tried to kill me”
“Can’t hold it against them” Daryl scoffs. “Watch your back, man. We may hate you too but—“ Y/N smacked Daryl in the chest. “Your family. We want yea back in one piece”
I can go with him Y/N states to Daryl as he shakes his head. He’ll be safer with another one of us
I don’t give a flying fuck. Merle is a big boy he’ll be fine Daryl frowns signing to his sister who grew frustrated instantly. “You’re staying here”
“Y’all know I know sign right?”
Everyone is listening Y/N points with her eyes to the few that would watch them talk with sign language and when they got noticed, they’d turn away. This shit isn’t foreign.
Don’t get feisty. I will be fine, kid Merle scoffs, still awful with his signing but it was enough for Y/N to understand. “Yer gonna go on the hunt with Daryl. I’m going on the Atlanta run. Nothing can go wrong”
Then of course, Merle didn’t come back. But another cop did.
Y/N watches her brother go off on the poor guy after he had just reunited with his wife and son. She watches as Shane turns toward her looking for her to stop Daryl’s outburst toward his best friend Rick. But if she could speak, she’d expose what she sees in the trees.
“Stop your brother!”
The youngest Dixon met him with silence but that didn’t mean she didn’t have a plan.
Shane groans as the situation started to escalate and before either cops could get a hand on Daryl. Y/N suddenly came forward and pinched a nerve to make her brother instantly drop to avoid him landing a shot with his knife.
“Thank you” Rick thanks Y/N as she nods before going to Dale writing in the air knowing that would tell him to get her something to write with.
It took some time to get Daryl to calm down as he was now mad at his sister for what she did. Y/N wrote on the pad of paper with Rick and Shane on either side of her.
Is Merle dead?
“No, just chained to a roof”
Is it easy to get there?
“Also no, Atlanta is infested with the dead that we can’t risk going back in there”
“But I can find us a way” Glenn chimes in getting two concerning looks and Y/N’s curious one. “We have to plan this out though.”
“If that’s the case we can also grab the weapons I left behind” Rick adds only for Lori to protest the possibility of actually losing her husband.
Daryl finally calmed down enough to join the planning process as Y/N taps him giving him a concerning look.
If they won’t help us, we’ll do this ourselves Y/N signs but Daryl’s facial expression gave away to the rest of what she told him.
“What’d she say?”
“I’ll agree with her. We’ll take care of it ourselves if yea don’t—-“
“Nah. We ain’t risking lives. If there’s a way? We’ll do it.” Rick insisted and left to talk to Lori about such.
Once it came time to preparing to leave, Y/N got in the hull of the truck with Daryl as she had her axe strapped to her back watching Rick and Shane talk.
You think he’ll tell his friend?
“Nah. Hell I wouldn’t if I did” Daryl scoffs only for his sister to smack him. Why do you care?
We act on emotions. No one really uses their brain anymore. Y/N frowns. Merle must’ve asked for a death wish. Dumb bitch acts more than thinks
He better be okay Daryl frowns signing that last bit as Y/N takes his hand into hers.
But not finding Merle was just the start. Then the outbreak in the camp. And it continued going down hill…
After helping her drunk brother to their room, Y/N went back to the common room of the CDC hearing Shane’s voice and the heat in such toward who she can only assume to be Lori. Even if the girl had no booze in her system, she had to help a friend out.
Before Shane could even lay a hand on Lori is when the door suddenly flew open and Y/N stumbles forward to the couch. She gave out short laughs or what sounds like puffs of air that could mimic such.
“She had a bit too much” Shane rolls his eyes as Lori shoved him away from her before helping Y/N by wrapping her arm around her shoulders. “We were talking”
“I’m taking care of her” Lori’s glares shot like daggers through his chest as she directs Y/N out of the room.
Once the two were alone in the hallway for a short moment, Y/N straightens herself out which confused Lori but she watches her face grow in concern resting a hand on her arm.
“Am I okay?” Lori asks watching her nod as she couldn’t be happier that she had someone who cared for her, even without knowing everything in its entirety. “I’m good. Thanks to you”
Y/N smiles warmly. Good she signs seeing the confusion grow but given what Lori just said.
“Good?” Lori smiles as she nods happily before making sure she got back to her room with her family.
When the CDC was a blow, literally, and the group was a back on the road. Y/N was in the car with Lori, Carl, Carol, and Sophia as she started to teach the kids a few signs with the same pad and pen given to her from Dale. The four started to get the hang of it, the moms more than the kids.
Especially when Y/N signed to Carol that she was going to go look for her daughter. Even if she ended up finding her brother injured along the way. To add more to his state, the two standing close to one another looking like undead blobs in a crosshair to an idiot who’s never shot a hunting rifle before.
“Y/N, we’ve got him” Rick reassures holding him up gesturing for Shane to help hold him up on the other side in place of Y/N.
Clearly the guys helping never “heard” a mute person before but still felt awful listening to Y/N’s crying as it sounded more painful than a regular cry.
“He’ll be okay” Glenn reassures hugging the girl as she watches Dale and Andrea run over to the group which lead to him getting pushed and Y/N rushing Andrea.
“Jesus Christ!” Dale freaks out when Y/N tackled Andrea down to the dirt, pinning her down and not taking any hits on the woman. “Y/N she didn’t mean to”
Y/N just stared at Andrea ignoring Dale and given the ones not carrying Daryl weren’t breaking the two up. They knew she was trying to teach Andrea something but it was never going to get through to her.
A few hours went by and Carol came into the room Daryl was resting in with dinner for him and to thank him for looking for her daughter. But to add…
“Your sister went back out there. Followed your footsteps…more carefully…to figure out more. But given you found something of Sophia’s. You both are doing so much for me that I don’t want you to risk yourself”
“No one should feel that pain of losing somebody…”
“Then don’t let Y/N feel such. I like her” Carol smiles kissing the archer’s temple before leaving the room.
Everything seems to escalate in the apocalypse. Sophia had met her fate too soon, Carol was heartbroken and Daryl was frustrated. Y/N knew not to get in the middle of Daryl’s outburst but he knew that she’d give him a new one to hurt a grieving mother’s feelings even further.
But his frustration turned when Hershel went missing, because so did Y/N.
The Dixon brothers can be idiots for acting on their emotions before even thinking. But their sister knows to think ahead.
Ahead being the attack on the bar that held Rick, Hershel, and Glenn. When Glenn went ahead and Rick thought he was shot, he quickly ran to his friend finding Y/N had pulled him out of the way just in time.
“How did we not see hear you coming?” Rick laughs relieved as she shrugs with a smile before pointing in the direction she was going to help give them a window of escape.
That act lead to Rick and Glenn finally gaining an interest in learning to sign. But that had to wait for their return with a hostage that didn’t really give anything useful except reveal that Shane was more psycho then they thought. And the farm was just as temporary as the CDC.
House hopping gave them time to learn more signing and for Y/N to grow close with everyone left. So the pain she endured when Lori died broke Daryl watching her sob. He didn’t hesitate to help in that split second as he and Maggie left to get formula and other necessities that’ll benefit the baby that was later named Judith.
“You stick close”
You be safe
Daryl nods continuing to follow the group into Woodbury with Y/N covering their backs. Saving Glenn and Maggie lead to be difficult especially when the one that hurt Glenn was their own blood.
Y/N had managed to get out of getting caught up in the trouble her brothers were now facing. But she helped Maggie and Rick get them out of there, even if the two were only trying to get Daryl out of there.
We can’t have him come back with us
He risked himself to help Daryl. Merle isn’t the same man you met back at Atlanta Y/N sighs at Rick who wasn’t going to have someone who worked for the enemy in their space.
Y/N. Think about the baby. We can’t have the Governor knocking on our door Rick frowns signing back as he really didn’t want to argue with Y/N about this.
He also knows what we are signing. Y/N crosses her arms as Rick turns to Merle who was only growing more annoyed. Ain’t good at it. But still. Regardless. He’s family
“HE CAN GET US KILLED” Rick suddenly yells at Y/N shocking all of them and without a second she shouted back. Sounding strangulated but it made it clear that he made a mistake yelling at her.
“Holy shit” Merle scoffs surprised that even came out of Y/N and in regards for him in that matter. “Look. I can help y’all take down Woodbury if shit ever hit the fan. Hell I can even be chained outside like a dog if it means—-“
“We don’t want you there” Glenn frowns still frustrated with what Merle did. Maggie held his arm keeping close and still worried about his injuries.
“Then…we’ll leave” Daryl states not letting any protests from the others who don’t want the good Dixons to leave.
Yet that didn’t last long and Merle could’ve seen it coming a mile away…but part of him was relieved they didn’t stick with him and he wasn’t going to let his family get hurt.
Even though the world keeps taking and Daryl came back to the prison with dried tears and horrible news to Y/N who could already know by the look in his eyes. She turned to Rick with tears in her eyes as she couldn’t even think of the words to say before looking at her feet then signing.
He has to pay.
And he did. The prison then got an infusion of the Woodbury folk and they started to make the place more of a home.
“I’m gonna go huntin’, wanna come or busy?” Daryl knew she was busy given his sister was currently holding baby Judith and listening to her soft coos that she happily expressed.
Don’t forget to check the snares Y/N signs with her focus still on the little baby but before he left her cell she tapped the metal bars to get his attention. Ask Carol to join you she signs with a smirk that was met with a scoff from her older brother.
“Your sister is in love with that baby”
“She’s always wanted to be a mom” Daryl lead the way to track down the rabbit he spotted tracks for with Carol happily joining him.
“But she doesn’t cuz she’s mute? That stops someone?”
“Stops her but Judith fills that void and I ain’t taking that away from her” Daryl knelt down by a snare handing Carol his crossbow for a second to untie the rabbit that was caught. “Make that stew of yours?”
“Let’s find another and then I’ll make your favorite” Carol smiles watching the heat meet the tip of his ears. “I’ll make it for you regardless of how many you get me”
“Hey uh” Daryl straightens up putting the rabbit in the bag. “Maybe we can do the late watch together instead of switchin’ off?”
Carol couldn’t help the excitement to rise in her chest as she nods with that signature smile of hers.
“Then hurry up Pookie.”
The good days were limited, when Carol disappeared and the illness took out a good handful of people with it’s hell and the undead’s involvement. Daryl knew Y/N took care of herself and was taking care of Judith, Carl, and Beth when the illness came through. Protecting them. Even if she didn’t get sick, she was the first person he had to check on once the medicine got into their people.
Carol will come back Y/N reassures with a smile as Daryl brought his arm around her shoulders bringing her in.
“Can I be honest?” Daryl frowns as she nods. “I don’t have a good feeling…”
There seems to be a pattern. The good then bad then good again. But next was bad and the Governor’s comeback was that.
As Daryl got Beth out of the prison hoping Y/N made it out safe, his anxiety was relieved when she ran into the two right before Beth was taken. Y/N felt awful as if everything happening to them was her fault…guess she shares that with Daryl. The silence between the two grew worse when they came in contact with the Claimers. Y/N didn’t want to sign in case any of them knew but by the looks of them, she really could’ve whenever she had a suspicion. But she thought Shane was insensitive toward her…this group was worse
Daryl woke one night with the Claimers to hear Y/N struggling. He was about to get up and knock the lights out of the guy when he was stopped. No leader in sight meant, they were going against his agreement of not laying a hand on her if he did whatever was asked.
“Stop! You’re hurting her”
“Just trying to get words outta her man” One of them laughs crushing her hand which only resulted in more screaming. “Wow she’s real good with no begging to stop”
“Yknow” Len, the one giving Daryl the most trouble, approaches and took her other hand into his. “We gotta go hard” then suddenly a loud crack was audible as he broke not one, but two of her fingers. Making Daryl break loose from one’s grasp and shoving the other into the guy to avoid being grabbed again as he grabbed Len.
Len was instantly tossed to the ground right as Daryl socked the other Claimer in the face finally letting go of Y/N as she knelt to the ground feeling her hands shake trying to get a look through the blur that her tears caused. But all she saw was bent out of place blobs and felt all the unbearable pain that made her scream for the rest of the night.
Which lead to Len’s death the next morning, done by Joe without a second thought. Daryl, bloody and bruised, took the tape he had to buddy tape her broken fingers after snapping them into place as it only brought more pain. He got a good look of the other hand as they were more of the cutting and brushing type with the other. Daryl watched as her hands shake but he couldn’t hold them to comfort her…that would only cause more pain. He took his rag out wrapping the other hand the best he could even if her tears continued to fall.
“They’ll pay” Daryl whispers only for Y/N to bonk her head against his causing a wince from him and his eyes to lock onto hers. “We gotta find the others quick”
Quick came but lead to another fight and Rick killing the one threatening him and the one trying to have his way with Carl. While Michonne takes out her handler and Y/N held her axe with the one hand with no broken fingers, taking out the one that dared lay a finger on her brother then the siblings took out the last two.
As morning came and Rick was talking about going to this Terminus to see if it’s actually safe or not what it is. He was going to ask Y/N if she’s seen any of their own before meeting with Daryl when he noticed what the Claimers had done.
“Fuckers…”
“You’re just gonna have to do all the talking” Daryl states, checking how bad the bruising was on her arms after taking a few hits during their fight on the road. “It’s a safe bet headin’ to this sanctuary”
“Maybe we’ll find the others”
Hopefully Y/N thought blinking away more tears as she sat on the ground for a bit given they’ve all been through hell. A few more minutes didn’t hurt anyone.
The group got to following the tracks to this Terminus and Daryl couldn’t help but check in on his sister even if it was met with tired and pained expressions. He knew what she meant by them.
When they reached Terminus, Daryl instructed Y/N to keep an eye out in case anything goes south. He doesn’t want to risk her life in there. But she was going to anyway.
Y/N heard the gun shots and right as she was about to head inside, the relief that washed over her when Carol met up with her. She couldn’t be happier to devise something to help get their family out of there.
“Who the fuck are—-“ the gunshot cut the guy off as did Rick stabbing the drift wood in the neck of the other one.
Rick sighs thankful seeing Y/N helping them get out of there as she helped let loose the others with her knife. Daryl instantly brought her face into his hands making sure they didn’t lay a hand on her but she smiled in that second to reassure him.
Finally their group got outside of that hell, with new members as well. Daryl didn’t hesitate to hug Carol when they spotted the other in the woods. Y/N watches the two smiling warmly.
Soon the group was pieced together…with a few missing pieces along the way…the good. Then the bad…this should be the good part now?
“Y/N”
Y/N looks up at her brother confused seeing his usual worried expression burden him.
“Please. Please give me somethin’ that’ll confirm this will be alright”
The youngest Dixon knew the words wouldn’t come out in any way to communicate to him, so all she did was take his hand squeezing it with the strength she had left.
Then the gates opened to Alexandria…
The good.
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AITA for “stealing” my dad’s son?
Ok, stealing is hyperbole, but that's just what my brother says. I also find your theories as to what the “family business” is hilarious (my favorite guess is mafia), but I really can’t tell y'all for privacy reasons! No, a child technically doesn’t have to fulfill the role in the company, it just makes sense for the role and also is sort of a habit now? It’d actually be kind of weird if it wasn’t a kid. But that’s all I’m saying on that.
Ok so I’ve already made a few viral posts about my relationship with my dad about my brother in this post and then about him not taking care of himself in this post. I really recommend you read them for full context because there’s only so many times I can repeat the same backstory. Short version: my (M28) dad (M48), took me in after my parents were murdered and I then created and fulfilled a role in the family business until I moved out and started my own at 18 due to our tense relationship. A lot of stuff has happened since the last post: first of all, y’all remember T (M17) from the last post? He is now legally my brother! My dad adopted him a few months ago after his parents died which honestly was a crazy ordeal that could be its own post. Secondly, J (M19) is alive??? He legally died for a time, but it turns out he did not die like we thought and came back a few years ago. Anyway, he comes home, and is furious with my dad because the guy that killed him was still a free man and he thought our dad didn’t do enough to catch him. Honestly, he wanted our dad to kill him. Which my dad did not want to do because, like, murder is generally wrong. He was also super mad about my dad “replacing” him in the job like a) he didn’t replace me and b) T forcefully volunteered for the job. Like made my dad accept him. Anyway, J got super vengeful and started getting involved with crime, and literally drug trafficking and all sorts of shady things. The third and most pertinent update is that my dad had a surprise son! A couple years ago, an old fling came around with a kid and said that he needed to take care of him for the foreseeable future while she took care of things following her father’s death. The kid, D (M14), was super angry and violent, clearly raised in a tough situation and mourning his grandfather.
Here's where my frustration with my dad begins: by the time D showed up, me and dad were like fully okay again. We talked, I visited and helped out, etc. but he didn’t want D at first. He didn’t trust him, and didn’t even want to give him a chance because he was raised by his mother and her father, which is a whole terrible mess of a situation that I can’t even get into. Don’t get me wrong, D was and is extremely difficult. When we first met, he tried to start a fight and told me to “remember who is the blood son”. But he’s just a kid . Yeah, his behavior was troubling at best, but it was because of his awful home situation and reconciling his idolization of his grandpa who was actually a terrible person. He’s as mouthy as he is precocious, but if you really spend time with him, you can see that he’s a good kid under it all. So D shows up, and pretty quickly wants to get involved with the family business. I could tell pretty quickly that even though he tried to act all nonchalant, he really wanted to prove himself to our dad. My dad flat out rejected him at first. He barely wanted D staying with him, let alone being involved in the work. I had to fight this man to give his own son a chance, just like he did for the rest of us. Do you know how hard it is to convince your adoptive father to not shun his own son? It’s kind of scary.
To give him the benefit of the doubt I can understand his concern. He nurtured me to the best of his ability and I scorned him, and then J died and came back hating his guts and a criminal and T is becoming so much like him it scares him. I think he was scared that he would fuck up another kid (not that I think he really fucked us up. He did his best). I helped D pretty much every day, whether he liked it or not and he eventually formed a mutual trust and respect with our dad. I don’t doubt that my dad loved D, but it frustrated me that it took all of my weedling to get him there. I think that D deserves the unconditional love that he wasn’t given growing up, and having to earn it like that from your own dad? Cant have felt good. He eventually took my old role from T, and has been doing it ever since.
Flash forward to a point around a year ago, my dad goes missing. He frequently drops off the map for work or something, but never this long. He was literally presumed dead. As the oldest, I took control of the family business which I honestly did not want to do. After years of trying to be independent from him, I really can't stress how reluctant I was to take the job, even though both T and J were vying for it too. But I was the best suited for it, so I did it. Because of this, I was working very closely with D. If he had it his way, D would be in charge of the company and he was not happy with taking orders from anyone but his father, so it was really tough to just gain basic respect from him at first. Eventually, though, we made a really good team and even though I was in a position I didn’t want, I felt very fulfilled by our work. I was so proud of D and the progress he had made. I think that while he and dad had a good relationship, dad didn’t really help a lot when it came to expressing emotions or anything like that. And boy, I have been to enough therapy to help with that. So then, a while ago, dad shows up again from where he had been, let's say indisposed , and all the sudden I’m out of the business again, because obviously I gave him his old role back.
But I don’t know, if I’m honest it feels wrong sometimes without D. Sometimes he’ll come to the city where I live and help me out instead and it makes me really happy. I’m so glad he feels like he can come to me to talk to, or get away, or whatever. He has like one friend besides me and dad so I worry about him a lot. And when we’re all together again, I feel sort of proud when he looks to me instead of dad. Like in my head I think my dad is on thin ice. I worry that if D fucks up bad enough, he will never forgive him. I’m not shy about sharing my opinions on situations involving D with my dad which I can tell he resents it and has led to several arguments. I really can’t tell if I’m overstepping here. On one hand: he’s not my kid and I should probably respect the boundaries set by his father. On the other, sometimes it feels like I’m the only one in this kid’s corner. And I always will be. I don’t know if I can say the same for my dad. So should I keep trying to assert myself as a mentor in D’s life? Or stay out of it?
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What do you think of this scene where Lee embraces Eddy near the ending of the movie, and then try to fight Bro to defend him? I found this really cute, and kind of conviced me Lee genuinely likes and cares for him (even if he don't return it, probably never will). I find a shame how many people don't talk about this.
You see… I start answering these questions and then I spiral out into analysis nobody asked for. Here goes!
I had to go back to rewatch these ending scenes of BPS to jog my memory and I can see what you’re talking about. Lee hugs Eddy, picking him up like a cat by the armpits. It’s brief but she’s drawn with little animated bubble hearts. This honestly surprised me, I’d sort of forgotten them from the scene. In this instance it does seem she is genuinely crushing on him. Or maybe she is enamored with how cute he is - I can’t overstate how comically tiny Eddy looks when she is holding him. I’d agree too that Eddy is less than thrilled. Very in character as usual.
Now Lee’s reaction to Eddy getting walloped by Bro is SO interesting. And not from any romantic or shipping perspective in my opinion. Honestly, all the Kankers witnessing Eddy’s abuse (EVERYONE witnessing Eddy’s abuse) is wildly transformational. I’m amazed by how much character analysis you can pack into this 2 minute scene just based on each characters’ reactions but I’m gonna try and stay focused on the task at hand. Lee.
I really admire Lee springing into action here. I think it speaks so much to her bravery, hard headedness, and role as a protector and leader of the pack. Throughout the show we see how she is the typical Oldest Sister and this shines through in how ready she is to defend Eddy. I always interpreted Lee as maybe the most hardened and cynical of men among her sisters, possibly because she remembers the most when it comes to her dad and stepdads. As the eldest, her mother probably levels with her the most about how men are good-for-nothin’, backstabbin’, two timin’, free-loadin’... you get the idea. I have no evidence of this but let's just indulge my inference.
Lee projects a lot of these ideas onto Eddy (the Kankers all do more generally with the Eds), often treating him more like a “boy toy” or thinking that through enough coercion and beating into submission he’ll become the semi-servile husband of her dreams. There is a lot to be said about the tension and toxic hetero relationship dynamic going on here but I can’t blame Lee for grabbing the bull by the horns, taking her control. Unfortunately for Eddy she chose Eddy, and she’s unaware and uninterested in how he feels about it all 99% of the time.
So you can imagine when she sees Eddy, the neighbor boy she has been tormenting because of all these mixed messages about men, getting abused by his brother, an older male family member. The pieces really have to be coming together for Lee of who the real enemy is in this situation. She has to relate and sympathize with Eddy at that moment. For the first time Lee humanizes Eddy, finally seeing him as just another kid that’s been wronged by the men in his life. Like, my heart aches thinking about this. Her blood must be boiling. She comes to his defense in a way we’ve only seen for her sisters. It’s very moving! I love her righteous feminine rage!
This brings up a bigger point of how BPS deviates in some ways from the typical dynamics of the show. The fact that the Kankers are banding together to protect their “boyfriends'' from the rest of the cul-de-sac kids is sort of new. Most episodes are Eds VS cul-de-sac kids or Eds VS Kankers or the occasional Eds VS cul-de-sac+Kankers. It’s nice to see one group of outcasts coming to the defense of another (despite likely not having the best intentions). It takes the Eds royaling pissing off the cul-de-sac kids to catalyze the solidarity between the two trios. And when Bro comes on the scene they get to redirect their antagonizing towards someone who deserves it a bit more.
I’d like to imagine after BPS there is a major shift in the way the Kankers treat and view the Eds. Maybe it’s the eddeddy blinders or maybe I’m still not 100% convinced Lee really has a crush on Eddy but this feels like it could be the start of a more amicable relationship. Or they silently respect each other from afar, Eddy still being tentatively terrified of her ferocity or ever getting on her bad side. But more generally Lee would back off on her antagonizing, and maybe unpack whether or not she likes Eddy or she liked the idea of Eddy. I really can’t see her being very interested in him romantically after BPS but she could have more sympathy and understanding than before.
Anyway it was nice to have a reason to talk about Lee more, so thanks for bringing it up!!! This is just my little interpretation that got way out of hand.
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I have a another request!!! The previous two you write where amazing!
For leightion x reader
Just something simple like leightion takes the reader back home with her during break. She like shows her around. Of course her dad is there being the most supportive dad ever and just wanting to spend time with the both of them but you know leightion isn’t having any of it! Then there’s nico being nico.
Meeting the Family
Leighton Murray x fem!reader
Summary: When you meet your girlfriends' family. (Sorry I suck at summaries)
Warnings: literally just fluff
Word Count: 1.6k
A/N: I'm so happy you enjoy my fics! Sorry this took forever. Also, sorry about the ending, it’s kind of rushed.
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“Are you sure you want to do this? My parents can be… a lot.”
You smile over at your girlfriend, taking your eyes off of the road for a second. “Yes, Leight. I’m sure I want to meet them. Even if I didn’t, it would be kind of too late to turn around. We’re like, thirty minutes away from their townhouse.”
Leighton laughs, realizing that you’re right. She then sees that you are about to get onto the Jersey Turnpike, meaning you were nearing the Lincoln Tunnel and the city of New York itself. She couldn’t wait to show you all of her favorite places in the city, even though most of them are shops.
You were excited to formally meet your girlfriend’s parents. You had seen them before, but for some reason Leighton had kept you away from them for as long as she could. You knew that you would probably spend most of this break carrying Leighton’s shopping bags, but honestly, you couldn’t care less. You just hoped that her parents would like you, and approve of your relationship.
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When you arrived at the Murray townhouse, you couldn’t help but hesitate as you walked up to the front door. Leighton notices and turns around, wondering if you were regretting coming home with her. “Babe, are you okay? If you really don’t want to meet them, we can just stay in a hotel or something.”
You smile down at your girlfriend, loving the caring side of her that she only shows with people that she is close with. “No, no, it’s nothing like that. I just… I can’t help but worry about them hating me.”
Leighton cups your cheeks, holding your face between her hands. “They’re going to love you just as much as I do. I promise. Now, Nico might give you the older brother talk even though you’ve met him before, but other than that, you're clear.” You laugh softly, leaning in to give the blonde a quick peck.
You take a deep breath to settle your nerves, then say as confidently as you can, “Okay. Let’s do this.” Leighton grabs your hand, threading your fingers together. She then reaches up and presses the buzzer. Not even a second later, the door swings open. Standing in the door frame is a gray-haired man wearing a shirt that reads ‘proud gay dad’.
He opens up his arms for a hug, and Leighton quickly lets go of your hand and hugs him back. “Hey, dad. I see you’re still wearing the shirt. I told you it would make people think that YOU’RE gay, right?” The man smiles at her and says, “Hey, sweetheart! Yes, you did tell me that, but I think that it applies very well to our situation.”
He then notices you standing awkwardly behind his daughter. He sticks out his hand and greets you warmly. “Hi! I’m Henry. You must be the Y/N that we hear so much about! Normally we have to force Leighton to tell us about her private life, but she just can’t shut up about you. All good things, I promise.”
Slightly taken aback by your girlfriend’s father’s friendliness, it takes you a second to shake your stupor. As soon as you do, you take the man’s hand and shake it firmly. “Hi, yes. That’s me. I’m happy that she likes to talk about me. My parents would say I do the same. I’m so glad that I can finally meet you, Mr. Murray.”
Mr. Murray leads the two of you further into the townhouse, still chatting it up with you. “Please, call me Henry. I’m so happy that we’re meeting as well! Seriously, I have heard SO much about you. So much.” Slightly in front of you, a bright red Leighton shushes her dad. You both laugh at the flustered girl, and you grab her hand again.
Henry leads you into the living room and then turns around, saying that he was going to go find Leighton’s mother and Nico. When he exits the room, you let out a sigh of relief. Sensing that you feel less stressed, Leighton squeezes your hand. “See? I told you he would like you. And we already know Nico loves you, so the only person that you need to charm is my mom.”
You feel your nerves coming back slightly. “So all the pressure is on that one thing? Cool, cool, cool, cool, cool. No doubt, no doubt.” Leighton laughs as you ramble, finding you adorable. Suddenly, Nico bursts through the door and practically pounces on you, knocking the wind out of you.
“Y/N/N! You’re actually here! I thought dad was messing with me.” You ruffle the boy’s hair with your hand and shove him off of you. Besides you, Leighton looks at her brother indignantly. “Oh, hello, wonderful sister. It’s so good to see you. What’ve you been up to? Oh, nothing much, just coming home to visit you and mom and dad.” She says sarcastically.
Nico finally turns to her, pulling her into a tight hug. When she can’t breathe, she taps out, making him release her from his strong grip. Leighton’s dad re-enters the room, rubbing the back of his neck. “So, I forgot that your mother is at her five hour massage thingy, so she won’t be back for a while. In the meantime, how about I get to know Y/N a little better? I can show her around the city.”
As you go to reply, Leighton interrupts you. “No, no. Hell no. I will be showing Y/N around New York, and you guys can bond when mom gets back. Let’s go, babe.” She gets up and walks out towards the front door. You shrug helplessly, and Henry nods in disappointed agreement. “I guess we’ll talk more later. Good luck with her out there. It gets wild.”
You thank him and say that you look forward to getting to know him better. You then follow your girlfriend out the door, mentally preparing yourself for the long shopping spree ahead.
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Arriving at the townhouse a few hours later, you notice a fancy car parked next to the sidewalk that wasn’t there before. Clearly your girlfriend notices it as well, noting, “Well, looks like mommy dearest is home. Are you ready?”
You nod your head as best you can with the dozens of bags in your arms, and Leighton opens the front door while announcing that the two of you are back. Nico quickly runs to help you, taking some of your load and putting it off to the side. You place the rest of it down and Leighton greets her mother, who has entered the room.
Once they are done catching up, Mrs. Murray turns to you. She gives you a once over before saying to Leighton, “She’s hot. Nice job, Honey.” You blush, not even fazed by the slightly objectifying tone in the woman’s voice due to Bela’s comments on your strong stature. Mrs. Murray then speaks to you. “Hi there, sweetheart. I’m Mimi. Wonderful to finally meet you.”
She sticks out her hand, and feeling confident, you grab it and kiss the back of it. “I’m Y/N. Pleased to make your acquaintance, Mrs. Murray.” She lets out a soft chuckle and says, “Mhm, and charming too. You’ve got it all. Call me Mimi, Mrs. Murray makes me feel old.” She then turns and walks away, leaving you with your girlfriend. You look over at said blonde, who is looking back at you, shocked. “She took to you right away. I don’t think that has ever happened before.”
Still astonished, Leighton makes her way further into the townhouse with you trailing behind her like a slightly confused, lovesick puppy.
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Over the next couple of days, there seems to be a battle between the Murrays of who gets to spend time with you. Oblivious to it, you agree to most of the plans that people pitch your way, making it so that you have barely any downtime.
Nico, Henry, and Mimi somehow manage to get to you before Leighton can, making it so she has almost no time with you. Obviously, she isn’t very happy about it. You end up going to Dave & Busters with Nico, the Empire State Building and Ground Zero with Henry, and shopping with Mimi.
When it comes time to leave New York, you can tell that your girlfriend is in a bad mood. As you strategically drive your way through the busy avenues, you ask her, “what's wrong?” She looks over at you, still with that grumpy expression on her face, and replies, “I didn’t get to spend any time with you this week.”
You laugh, always finding her angry expressions adorable. “Baby, we may not have spent much time together, but I learned so much about you from your family. I also got to bond with them, which means I’m one step closer to figuring out how you’re so damn perfect.”
Leighton lets out a very off-brand giggle. You smile over at her and take one hand off of the steering wheel to reach over and grab one of her hands. You bring it up to your lips and kiss it before cheekily saying, “You’re stuck with me for about five and a half hours, so you best be ready to spend some time with me.”
The blonde bounces in her seat before connecting her phone to the audio system of the car. “It’s going to be the most fun five hours ever! Okay, karaoke time. Say my name, say my name. When no one is around you, say baby I love you-”
You let out an affectionate sigh. This was going to be a long car ride.
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I know it’s buzzfeed BUT this was a really good read. I am the oldest sibling and only daughter and this brought some tears to my eyes. Even in my late 30s, I feel a lot of this stuff. I can’t even talk to my mom anymore about my younger sibling (I told her I only wanted to know things about him if it was an emergency or life threatening situation, no kidding). Even on Christmas Eve my dad asked me to talk to my brother and I looked at him and said “I have my own kids!!!!!!!” I am trying DESPERATELY to not continue this cycle.
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It really bothers me how the adults in Nathan and Haley's lives reacted to them getting married. They all put their own baggage on Nathan and Haley.
Perhaps the most surprising reaction is Karen's because Karen is not Haley's mother so I believe that she should have been a bit less opinionated. Though Karen did come around pretty quickly and decided to support Haley, which I appreciate. But the following line does bother me cause it's another situation of an adult in Naley's lives forcing their baggage onto them...
KAREN: Haley…I know that you and Nathan are in love and you know that I was also in love in high school but sometimes, love fades…and, I just hope with all my heart that…it doesn’t fade for you.
I'm not saying that what she's saying is wrong. But what she's forgetting is that she was dating Dan and Haley is married to Nathan. Dan and Nathan are not at all the same person. I saw that video of Dan and Karen at that school dance while they were dating. I can't see how the Karen we see in the show could be into that blowhard, arrogant, asshole. Also the fact that Nathan proposed to Haley shows the difference between Nathan and Dan. Dan would never have proposed to Karen and the only reason that he proposed to Deb was cause she got pregnant but so did Karen. The reason he chose Deb was because she fit into the life HE WANTED. He also liked the money that she had through her rich family. Everything is about what someone can give Dan.
Deb really annoys me cause I guess I expected a bit better. I'm not surprised that she was upset but Deb reacts in a truly horrible way. Her knee jerk reaction is to call Haley names and accuse her of ruining Nathan's life. But even worse, she accuses Nathan and Haley of causing Dan's heart attack. Even though Deb knows it's her fault if anyones. She was the one who slept with his brother. She was the one who watched as he had a heart attack and refused to call 911 at first. And yet, to make herself feel less guilty, she puts that on her 16 year old son and his 16 year old wife. Deb's behaviour during this time is all manipulative and conniving but I wanna shine a light on a specific interaction with Karen. Karen has decided that she's gonna support Haley and has come to believe that their marriage could work and this is the exchange between them...
DEB: How can you be so at ease with all of this?
KAREN: I know this is hard for you Deb.
DEB: Oh don’t tell me you honestly think this can work?
KAREN: Haley’s been like a daughter to me.
DEB: And Nathan used to be a son to me. On top of that, you can’t possibly know what they’re up against Karen. You didn’t get married when you were their age.
Again another situation of the adults putting their baggage on Naley. Deb's marriage is failing and she puts that baggage on her child.
Dan always put his own baggage on people so that was no surprise. Dan was in his normal form. Nathan told him they had gotten married and this is the exchange with Dan....
DAN: So that’s it for basketball.
NATHAN: Why should it be?
DAN: You’ll see. You think you can do it all now but, one day you’ll look up and realise all you have to live with are your mistakes.
NATHAN: It’s not a mistake dad. We’re both happy. It’s a good thing.
DAN: I was talking about my mistakes too Nathan. Sooner or later we all choose a path. Sometimes you never look back and sometimes life forces you to.
This is the problem with Dan. Everything is about HIS mistakes. Deb's life and decisions, Nathan's life and decisions. Everything revolves around Dan as far as he's concerned. And what he needs to realize is that he made his decisions for very specific reasons. And he didn't achieve his dreams because of who he is as a person and the decisions he made. But not just his decisions but also because of the way he chose to react to his decisions. But not because he married Deb and had Nathan.
Something I love about Naley is how their marriage lasted and thrived despite everything they were up against. They had to deal with parents who were actively working to destroy their marriage or at least rooting for it to fail. Dan tried to pay someone to seduce Haley. Dan tried to get Nathan fired from his job so that they would have money issues. Deb went to a lawyer and tried to find ways to delegitimize it. Dan preyed upon their vulnerability and tried to pit them against each other while they were vulnerable. And that's only one thing they had to deal with. They went through so much but there marriage doesn't show the scars of their past. They deal with their issues, they forgive each other and they get past it. They don't constantly bring up each other's past mistakes. They make it through stronger and more in love than ever.
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so ! i am officially retired ! (kind of)
after having a long talk with my mom and brother, i no longer have any sort of main dad-dutys to take care of. of course occasionally i will have to cover if my brother like goes out to a show or smth, but that shouldn’t be too often.
i feel INCREDIBLY guilty still about not helping out more, but the thing is i just like ... i can’t. i think anyone that’s kept up with me over the last year has seen like just howwww bad things had gotten for me like mentally/emotionally and often even physically ! bc that’s what stress does !!
so my current plan is to take (at least) 2 months to do dick all. im going to learn how to relax, play videogames, and have zero responsibilities or obligations. and then im going to get into some online classes and get my medical coding license and find a real job !
im still getting paid a small amount bc thankfully my brother isn’t an asshole, so hopefully i should have money to cover those online classes once i actually take them. my mom said she’d help out if i need her to also, but im really trying to avoid that. as long as i budget appropriately i should be alright.
it’s gonna take me a bit to get used to like. not having to do anything and not jumping up whenever my dad needs something. i know this. i keep reminding myself that my mom and brother are CHOOSING to take care of him, and i have no bearing on their choices or what they want to do. i can only choose things for me and be grateful that they’re both helping me make the best choice for myself.
it’s been an incredibly difficult 8 years. i know nothing in my life will ever be as stressful as this situation, so im pretty optimistic about things moving forward. maybe one day i’ll even like get a nearby apartment or smth but honestly with housing the way it is im just glad that i can still live at home rn and im not out on my ass bc i can’t caregive anymore.
i spent the last of my check this month on a silly little game and thai food, and honestly that’s the best retirement party i could ask for.
im just so glad that like. i was able to make it through a very difficult conversation and while im still grappling with the guilt of it, in the long-run this is going to benefit me and my mom significantly bc i never, ever want her to have to go back to work. and again, i can’t make her choices for her and she has chosen to continue to take care of my dad. i just have to keep reminding myself of that.
ok well thank you everyone that has thrown out some love my way and supported me through all of this, i really really appreciate feeling seen & heard through all the shit that’s come my way. im love u ok bye !!!!
#whiny baby post#im so excited and so nervous also !#mostly i feel guilty but that's just how i am as a person no matter what
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Another random BUT kind of cute linked universe au.
Introducing Link as the prince and the pauper.
Staring Wind as the main role of the Prince and Spirit as the main role of the pauper.
Once upon a time in a kingdom long ago their was a King (Time) and a Queen (Malon) and their eight sons Sky, Warrior, Twilight, Wild, Legend, Hyrule, Four, and their youngest Wind. However the day Wind was born the universe did something quite strange. A identical looking child to the prince was born to a lower class family, minutes before him. Neither boy knew of each others existence until after their 14th birthday.
You guys get the idea.
Wind is a prince who is trying his best to be of help his family, however despite his best efforts he feels like a complete screw up who can never do anything right, unlike he’s perfect older brothers. So when advisor Cole suggest that the young prince be set up in a arranged marriage to the princess of the phantom kingdom. He holds his tongue, he does not want to marry her, however it be four years until the marriage so maybe he could learn to love her? If he was honest with his family, what he really wants to do is run away with is bestfriend Tetra (Who is his body guard/tutor) and sail the high seas. However his people come first.
Spirit, is a indentured servant, who is forced to work hours upon hours to repay his parents debt, as a engineer/mechanic, building robots that he thinks are to dangerous. Guardians as the rich nobles call them. He would honestly rather be anywhere but there, however trains sure have caught his eye, and he really likes playing his flute.
How Wind and Spirit would meet is very similar to the movie, Wind sneaks out with Tetra to see the town. By chance they stumble upon one another and are quite confused.
“I HAVE ANOTHER BROTHER! WHY DID MOM AND DAD NEVER TELL ME ABOUT YOU!” “I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOUR TALKING ABOUT!” After that they would hit it off. Tetra would join them, dumbfounded by their similarities, only biggest difference is Spirit has freckles. Soon though Warrior would come looking for his youngest brother and Wind would slip spirit a pirates charm so they could talk later.
Warrior would drag Wind back to the palace, and not meaning to, he say some fairly harsh words towards wind. “Why can’t you just do as your told! The kingdom needs a prince that will help it, not one who go’s running off!” “I AM HELPING THE KINGDOM!” “WHEN HAVE YOU EVER HELPED IT!” Something like that, something triggering enough to have wind dart to his room and isolate himself from everyone even Tetra. Warrior would regret what he said. As captain of the royal guards and armies he’s under a lot of stress, and the soon arrival of the princess has got him even more frazzled.
This is when advisor cole would start his evil plan. Kidnapping Wind, and killing him to cause the kingdoms to go to war. Kidnapping him goes relatively easy, and he takes the prince to a hidden cabin in the woods. He’ll keep him alive for now, he needs to make it look convincing.
Only problem is Cole did not account for the literal doppelganger in town! Who some guards find and are like “Oh prince thank goodness.” “I’m sorry what!” “Let’s get you back to the palace. You look awful.” “Rude these are my normal clothes.” They still drag him back to the palace where winds family, because of how relived they are ,just assumed its him. Spirit gets a very lengthy apology from Warrior that was meant for wind, and poor spirit is just. “Um thank you but there is a huge misunderstanding, I’m not the prince.” “Oh my gosh he’s lost his memory.”
Only two people who know it’s not wind our Wild and Tetra, Tetra knows because she met spirit. Wild know because like DETAILS. Sadly no one believes them. So its up two the three of them to find Wind. Spirit agrees to play the part, and help with the princess situation (Cough who when he does meet he falls head over heels for and is agonized by the fact he will have to let he go cough).
While Wild and Tetra search for Wind, they do find a lead but tetra is forced to go in alone because wild’s prince duties. She will find Wind, who has been starved and abused. Despite Tetra’s best efforts, she will get captured to and both would be taken to mine to be hunted down by a guardian.
Cole would come back around and claim, spirit is a imposter which he just respond with, “Yeah I said that from the beginning, but how would you know! Unless you had confirmation about the prince.” Which would put all of boys up in arms, and they finally realize wait oh m gosh Spirit isn’t their little brother.
Now I can see this ending in two ways. One Tetra and Wind make it out all on their own and come into the room dramatically despite their bad injuries.
OR
The royals and Spirit very aggressively integrate cole, and he pulls a, “You’re probably to late. The guardian most likely all ready tore them to shreds.” Which in turn would cause Warrior to knock his lights out, and all of them head over to the mines.
Where Wind and Tetra are about to be blown to bits, but spirit is able to save them because “I built that.”
So yes happy ending, all around, and the royals adopt Spirit into the family, and he takes on the arranged marriage, and low and behold her kingdom has trains. Wind also gets to fulfil his dream of sailing off with Tetra, for the benefit of the kingdom and creating better trading partners.
So yes, wanted to make this into a fic, however I HAVE NO TIME! If someone else wants to make this into a fic for some reason, I give you my blessing just let me know! Anyways thanks for reading.
Now how about Link as the twelve dancing princes?
#linkeduniverse#linked universe#lu#linkeduniverse wind#linked universe wind#lu wind#linkeduniverse spirit#linked universe spirit#lu spirit#linkeduniverse warrior#linkeduniverse wild#linked universe wild#linkeduniverse au
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Dear Mother… (One shot)
This story is made out of letters, which Y/N wrote to her dead mother during the time her husband Tommy was away for war.
Dear Y/N
Warnings: Angst, mentions of war, mentions of death, this story is depressing!
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“What was he like before France?“
- “He laughed a lot.“
Dear Mother,
Today, Thomas took me on one last date before he goes away to fight for our country like the brave man he is. I am scared. I wish you would be here with me, so I could ask you for advice on how to be a supportive wife to him.
Thomas gifted me some roses, they smell just as beautiful as they look. Hopefully I can preserve them just like you taught me when I was a child. After that, he took me to the park where he proposed to me 6 months ago…when we didn’t know that he’d have to go away so soon.
I held his hand the whole time because I know that I won’t be able to feel his touch for a long time now. Sometimes, I regret not giving you as much affection as I could have given you and I don’t want to make the same mistake with him. Thomas doesn’t seem to be as scared as I am. A few days ago, when I was over at his family’s place, I had a little chat with his big brother Arthur. I think I’ve already told you about him, him and John are the fun part of family meetings, for sure.
He told me that he talked to his brother a few days ago and Thomas cheered him up quite well. He never fails to do that, even in the most difficult situations. I know that Arthur is just as scared as I am. We both don’t get how Thomas is able to suppress his fear so well. He reminds me of dad sometimes, when he always used to distract us during thunderstorms, when the both of us were sure that our roof would be blown away.
I miss both of you. With you, this situation would be a lot more bearable, I’m sure.
Love you always,
Y/N.
Dear Mother,
Thomas has been away for 3 months now. He sent me a letter about a month ago, but I couldn’t bring myself to read it until today. Now I’m writing to you again, because my fear has risen. I’ve been able to distract myself pretty well these past few days, helping Polly and Ada with the business. He hasn’t lost his hopeful spirit, I’ve seen it in the way he writes. Thomas spent at least half of the letter telling me how much he loves and misses me, it was quite beautiful.
He also asked me about the baby.
Mother, I am truly scared. I don’t know how to care for a child just yet, especially not without you by my side. I wish we would’ve waited just a little bit longer to figure out that I would have to bring our child into the world without my beloved husband by my side. I’m in my 4th month now and things start to become harder to manage. Sometimes, I wonder about how you managed everything while having to carry me with you all the time. You told me how difficult pregnancy was for you, I guess I’ve always been a troubling child.
Thomas and I have already decided the names. If the baby is a boy, we want to name him Charles. If the baby is a girl, we want to name her Elizabeth, after you. I think you’d like that a lot.
I know that everything will go well with you watching over me.
Love you always,
Y/N.
Dear Mother,
I don’t know what to do. Thomas hasn’t written to me in months. They talk about the war on the streets, really bad things. Polly taught me not to listen to them, people tend to dramatize a lot of things. But I can’t handle the thought of Thomas not coming home to me and Charles.
The baby was a boy, by the way. I know that you would have preferred a girl, honestly, me too. But when I first looked into those light blue eyes, it was love at first sight. He looks just as pure as his father. I know that he’ll grow up to be a beautiful young man. When I’m holding him in my arms, I feel less alone, less scared. I feel like I’m able to manage everything for once.
Now I finally understand all of the things you’ve told me about motherhood when I was little. I would do everything for this child, even if it meant giving my life for him.
But as long as my husband is away, I’ll try to give Charles as much love as two parents could give him.
I wonder how Thomas will react when he sees his son for the first time. Maybe he’ll cry, just like when I told him about my pregnancy for the first time. He was so excited to become a father. We’ll take Charles to the little lake we used to walk around when the both of us felt stressed out. Maybe we’ll get a chance to feed some of the cute ducks there, I’m sure Charles would like that very much.
I really hope that the war won’t escalate further, I want my son to have a happy childhood, just like I had on our little farm.
Love you always,
Y/N.
Dear Mother,
I know that I haven’t written to you in a long time, I just wasn’t able to. Charles is three years old now and he has grown up to become a beautiful young boy. I had lost all hope in holding my husband in my arms once again, but Thomas and the other soldiers actually came back, well, some of them did…
I know that you probably wonder why I write to you in such a cold tone. The truth is, I don’t know how to feel right now. He has changed. When I held him in my arms for the first time, it felt like holding a completely different man. The spark in his eyes was gone, his cheerful smile was gone. He hasn’t smiled once for the whole time he has been back home.
Polly doesn’t know what to do either. She told me that Arthur and John both look like they haven’t slept in weeks. She let Arthur stay over once and during the night, he started to scream, scared that the soldiers might break through the walls with their shovels banging against the wall.
I’m afraid that I feel exactly the same. Sometimes, when I lay awake during the night, I can feel Thomas breathing heavily next to me and in the next moment, he just gets up and walks outside without a single word. Sometimes, he just doesn’t come back until the morning. Then he sits at the breakfast table, staring at a corner before leaving to handle business.
Business. His new wife.
It seems as if he doesn’t have time for Charles and me. Everytime I ask him if he will go on a walk with us to the little lake, like I’ve told you, he just waves off and tells me that he doesn’t have time for that right now. He always has to handle his business.
I’ve learned not to ask questions. Sometimes, he comes home with blood all over his white shirts and I’m too scared to ask whether itˋs his own blood or someone else's.
Ada has already given up this family in her mind. Or at least it feels like she has. But who can blame her? They’ve all become so cruel. A few years ago, Arthur and John were joking around all the time, but nowadays, I just see them fight. When they get drunk, it’s the worst. I don’t want Charles to see such behaviour, so I’ve given up on bringing him with me to the family meetings. They don’t care about spending time with him anyways.
I plan on talking to Thomas during the next few days, like you always used to do when you had an argument with my father. Maybe it will help us solve some issues.
Love you always,
Y/N.
Dear Mother,
I am currently sitting on a train to London. I have taken Charles with me, he is sleeping peacefully. I don’t know if he knows that we won’t come back. Talking to Thomas hasn’t resolved anything, things have become even worse. We have started to fight more and more and I have noticed that Charles has become more distant towards me. Maybe he’s scared of me because he sees me screaming at his father.
But I just feel so helpless.
Thomas is at the races with his brothers, handling business, as always. I’ve taken the opportunity to leave this godforsaken place for good. It’s time to start a new life, with a new name. People have started to become more and more afraid of me and I know it’s because of my husband. I don’t want to know what he does to them.
When I met him, I always thought of my father and you. It just felt like love at first sight, the perfect man for me, just like you told me about my father.
I would’ve loved growing old with Thomas. But this isn’t the Thomas I’ve fallen for all these years ago. This isn't the Thomas that would bring me fresh roses and take me on little walks through the park.
This is a cold, heartless man. This is a man that only loves his work, not his family, not his wife, not even his precious little son. I’ll learn to raise Charles to be the man I wanted to have by my side.
Thomas will always be on my mind and I hope that you’ll forgive me for leaving my husband behind. I failed at being a supportive wife.
The train is coming to a stop now. It’s time to start over.
I’m sorry,
Y/N.
#peaky blinders#arthur shelby#john shelby#thomas shelby#tommy shelby#tommy shelby x reader#tommy shelby one shot#tommy shelby imagine#peaky blinders one shot#peaky blinders imagine
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happy wincest wednesday!! do you have a few stanford era headcanons about sam and/or dean?
Happy wincest wednesday!! Ooooh good one. I’ve got a couple, not necessarily wincest related but I’ll throw a couple of those in too.
Sam:
- Gets really into late 90s/early 00s alt. I think this probably starts in high school (listen, Nine Inch Nails’ The Fragile coming out when he’s 16 would change him), but once he’s away from his brother and fathers’ music taste he really develops his own. And because we know he keeps to himself a lot in college, afraid to really let people get to know him, I can sooo see him alone in his dorm with the portable CD player he saved up to buy with work-study money just listening to Hole and Nirvana and RHCP and Smashing Pumpkins and Soundgarden and stuff lol
- I know a lot of people HC that Sam experiments with guys during his time at college but I don’t know that he does…even in California, 2001-2005 was a pretty rough time to be out, and I honestly mostly picture him jerking off to gay porn more than I do him having a quasi-steady sex life with guys. I tend to also see Sam as having a preference toward women. However I DO think he got in at least one gay sex experience at a bar one night after amicably beating the guy in darts, and when he got home he spent all night wondering if Dean’s also had experiences with guys (he has) and he never stops to think about the fact that he is like, really intensely thinking about his brother’s sex life lol
- Jess is the only one of his friends (and later girlfriend, obv) he tells about Dean. He lets the rest of his friends think he’s an only child, military brat, bad relationship with his father. Brady of course knows he’s got a brother and sometimes tries to wheedle this out of Sam, who’s pretty tight-lipped about his family. Some of his acquaintances think he’s a cult escapee. Jess asks why Sam doesn’t talk to Dean anymore and he says “I just can’t” and never elaborates
Dean:
- We know Dean and John go to check on Sam at Stanford sometimes, but one night after John goes back to the motel Dean continues to tail Sam. Even gets kind of angry that Sam hasn’t picked up on Dean following him – his reflexes have gotten bad. Really seriously considers revealing himself, and even follows Sam all the way to a bar or party. Then he sees Sam meet up with Jess, give her a kiss, have a real smile on his face, and he turns and walks away. He’s really angry, like, way more angry than he has a right to be, doesn’t think about why, goes to a dive bar and picks up a guy, specifically, to fuck
- Whereas sexual stuff with John used to be more of a rarity, it becomes really regular once Sam is gone. I don’t read this as an equal relationship; I think Dean thinks he has some sort of power and has consented to it, but really he’s not in a position to say no. Whether John meant to or not, he groomed Dean, and once Sam is gone there’s no reason to hide
- Similar to the Jess & Sam situation, Cassie is the only person Dean tells about Sam. Not that he makes a habit of bringing up his family to people he sleeps with at all – not that he makes a habit of having relationships in general – but stuff comes up in pillow talk sometimes. “Just me and my dad,” he’ll always say. He doesn’t want to share Sam with these people, they don’t mean anything anyway. But Cassie means something, so it doesn’t feel so bad to share Sam with her. It doesn’t work out, and he stops saying anything about his family to anyone. Always just claims to be on his own; lost his family young
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can you do something when poppy goes on her first date and how the guys react?
happy dilf day!
“Be home by 10” Poppy was on the way out the door on her first date while you and Trevor tried not to laugh at how nervous she was. It was something you had to talk Trevor into letting her do. When she first told you, she begged you to not tell her dad but since he was in town the night of the date, you couldn’t exactly keep it from him.
“Absolutely not” He scoffed before going back to helping Lucas tape his stick.
“Trevor-”
“Dad!” Poppy yelled at the same time as you, pinching her younger brother when he mocked her in a ridiculously high pitched voice.
“You’re not going, end of story” Poppy looked to you, hoping you’d be able to help her out.
“Babe, they want to go to a movie, it’s hardly anything to worry about” Poppy already told you that her date was to the new Marvel movie, it really seemed innocent enough.
“You say that like we didn’t go on movie dates all the time… actually-”
“Trev!” You cut him off abruptly which makes him smirk.
“Gross” Poppy shivers and you roll your eyes. “Mom already said I could go so it doesn’t really matter what you say” Your eyes widen and Trevor looks at you in shock.
“It’s inevitable babe, she’s not going to stay in our house forever”
“I know that… I’m okay with her going on dates… when she’s 18” He thought he was being reasonable but Poppy’s shriek of outraged begged to differ.
It took a long argument discussion to get Trevor on board but eventually you managed to make it happen and now he was cooperating being supportive.
“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” You call which makes her roll her eyes, something you can’t see since she’s facing away from you.
“You got pregnant at 16” Trevor said under his breath and you smacked him.
“Shut up”
…
Poppy’s date went well but, much to her displeasure, your family was leaving for the summer at the end of the month which meant she would be away from her boy for two whole months.
“Can’t we just stay here for another week?”
“Yeah sure, do you want to tell you father that we’re staying so you can hang out with a boy or do you want me to?” You asked sarcastically.
“If you could, that’d be great” She smiled and you shook your head, making sure she knew that was never going to happen.
“Since I feel a little bad… and I’m a good mom, I’ll cover for you once a day around your uncles” Poppy was already preparing herself to be around the guys again. Knowing her dad who was horrible at keeping secrets, there was no way she’d get through the whole summer without them finding out about her little date.
“Wow thanks”
You didn’t have to cover very much in the end because wishing the first couple days, the secret was out.
“Hey P, who’s Max Parker?” Your head whips to the side to look at Alex and you can tell Poppy’s expression mirrors yours when Jack and Cole look at you weirdly.
“Where- How-” She stutters and your eyes go wide when Trevor and Lucas start laughing.
“Poppy Jane do you have a boyfriend?” Jack asks and you’re honestly surprised at how quickly they put it together.
“He’s not my boyfriend…”
“Yet!” Lucas shouts and Poppy glares at him.
“What?” Cole asks.
“Trevor! How could you allow this? I thought we had an agreement” Jack turns to his best friend and you raise an eyebrow at that.
“An agreement?” You ask, “Jack she’s not your child”
The boys were all arguing now, Trevor was defending himself and claiming that you pressured him into letting Poppy go while Jack yelled at him. Cole and Alex were listening intently, picking their sides and then joining in on the fight.
“I’m out of here” Poppy got up and ran upstairs which only made Cole chase after her, asking if he can say hi to her boyfriend over facetime.
“How did you even find his name? Are you stalking teenagers now Turcs?” Trevor asks, clearly amused with the situation.
Alex laughed, “No the kid followed me on instagram and I saw that she followed him”
“If you guys act like that you’ll never meet her boyfriend, might not even get an invite to her wedding” You shook your head as you turned your attention to your phone.
“WEDDING?”
“Y/n, don’t even joke about that, she is way too young” Jack was appalled which made you laugh.
#happy dilf day!#trevor zegras x reader#trevor zegras imagine#trevor zegras blurb#dad au#poppy zegras#anaheim ducks#hockey writing#nhl players#hockey fic#nhl fanfiction
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so if i basically dump on u the crap day i had but i need to get it off my chest and i can’t talk anyone about it i’m sorry about my rant. so usually every friday my parents will get my brother & i fast food and it usually switches on who chooses. it was my turn to pick so i picked wings cause i’m on my period and i wanted some. so we get some and my parents get someone too. today (saturday) comes and i noticed my parents didn’t eat theirs but instead got something else so i asked if i could have it (it wasn’t even a lot) they said yes. i asked again later in the day just to make sure it was still fine & my mom said yeah it’s fine and my brother got upset saying it wasn’t fair i got it. so then my mom offers if we could split but like i put earlier it wasn’t a lot (literally only enough for one person) & so she offers some of the food her and my dad got yesterday cause he likes them but they had lettuce which he hates and he said no. so then me & him got into an argument about it and i said i gave u all the fries that came with it and i gave the rest of my cookie that i didn’t finish (i’m always giving him MY food when i know i wont be able to finish it & i know he likes it). he was still upset so i basically said fine u can have it i don’t want it anymore but never ask me for anything ever again cause i’m done. my mom got upset that me & him argued and basically said no one gets it now. so i was fine & decided ok i’ll make myself something else since plan a was ruined well… plan b (hotdogs) was also ruined because we had no buns for them so i basically ate only 1 meal today and i’m hungry but there is quite literally nothing to eat in this house. to make matters worse my dad grilled chicken but i’ve never been a fan of grilled chicken and MY BROTHER FUCKING ATE THE GRILLED CHICKEN SINCE HE LIKES IT. now i’m just eating candy since i can’t have anything else & i’m broke so i can’t get anything delivered & i don’t have a license so i can’t drive to get anything. it’s insane how easy it was for my mom to switch up JUST because my brother complained (and she swears she doesn’t have favorites). the only thing that made my day was ur nicojack fic so thank you for the fic & for letting me rant even if it was long and annoying i just really needed to get this shit day off my chest.
ooft I’m sorry, babe :( that absolutely sucks, especially when it’s a period craving because it just makes the whole thing ever more frustrating!! honestly, I vote you eat the leftovers (despite what your mum said) if they are still there. fuck the whole situation, it’s not like they can do much about it once you’ve ate it!! but please do try to eat something, one meal isn’t enough!!🫶🏽
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Reconcile
Chapter: Two of Two
Age Rating: 12+
Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy
AN: Hey guys so this chapter also has a little bit of angst and psychopath kids, so you’ve been warned before reading.
Summary: Alex and Amber continue to work together and finally talk things out.
Words: 2857
I sit in the Chief’s office next to Alex as we explain to the parents our concerns over Missy after running it by Bailey. She was disbelieving at first but after we told her what Missy was like when we talked to her including her fascination with Gia’s death and my attack. After convincing her we opted to talk to the parents in private while a security guard kept a close eye on Missy at the waiting room. She wanted us to talk to the parents before calling the police. Now the mom is sitting wiping her tears with a tissue and the dad is as cold as ever.
I stayed silent as Alex started to explain the situation to the parents, “I would never want to do anything to make this worse or more complicated but Missy…she’s showing some signs that is raising our concerns. Risk taking, fascination with death, and taboo behavior that are typically associated with juvenile sociopathy.”
I clear my throat and decide he shouldn’t be the one to tell them the worst. I started this and I should be the one to bear the weight, “We um had a conversation with her and the way she acts and the way she talks…we think Missy was involved in Gia’s stabbing.” The mom is taken back and the dad doesn’t move at all like he knew it was a possibility. My heart breaks for them both, their child is on life support possibly because of their other child I would be numb too.
“That…that’s crazy.” Sylvia laughs it off and turns to Matt, “Tell her she’s wrong.” Matt just sits there numb and staring blankly at the wall destroyed. Sylvia tries again, “Matt?” Sylvia gasps, “Say something damn it!”
Matt finally turns to her and asks in a broken voice, “Sylvia, how can you be this blind? She was there just like she was there when the dog went missing and she was there when we found rat pellets in the thanksgiving turkey.” I look away as my emotions start to get the better of me and take a deep breath to calm down as the couple argue. Alex notices and holds my hand and I hold it back because this all of this…is just like the night my brother attacked me. The parents don’t notice us though thankfully.
“No your-your just upset.” Sylvia says in tears.
“Missy may have killed our child.”
“Missy is our child.” Sylvia says with a hiss.
I can’t be in here any longer and I get up from my chair, let go of Alex’s hand and walk out of the door calmly. It’s midnight so the hallway is pretty much empty. I try to make it to the bathroom but my stomach doesn’t let me and in a panic I open the red biohazard trash can and vomit my lunch inside. I don’t even realize someone is rubbing my back in comfort until I finally dry heave and wipe my mouth. I look and see that it was Glasses who rubbed my back and the idea that he saw me throw up makes me want to hurl again. But since I got my lunch and breakfast out of me I opt to pull away from him and go to the locker room to brush my teeth. He follows me.
“Are you okay?” Levi asks.
I hold my head up high so I don’t show weakness, “I’m fine tell anyone what you saw and I will perform a rectal exam on you without a lubricant.” He looks at me scared and backs off when we enter the lockers.
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After I brushed my teeth I headed back to the Chief’s office and ran into Alex on the way. He looked wrecked and honestly who could blame him after what just happened.
“I-I’m sorry I didn’t stay it’s just I was-”
Alex shakes his head, “Don’t worry about it I get it this…this is triggering. A sibling tried to kill another sibling how can it not be?”
I groan at the comparison, “Yeah well, the only difference is Aaron was hallucinating and Missy was just having fun if she can feel that. It makes me sick.”
Alex rubs the back of his neck, “Yeah me too…are you okay?”
I sigh and rub my forehead as I feel a splitting headache, “I feel like taking a whole bottle of ibuprofen just to get away from this headspace.” Alex raises an eyebrow at my suicidal comment, “Don’t report me I’m being dramatic. How are the parents?”
“Mom stormed off and dad went back to Gia’s room, he’s trying to hold it in but this is wrecking him.” Alex rubs his tired eyes.
“And Missy? What are we gonna do about her? Have you called the cops?”
Alex looks back at me, “Yeah, we did but without a clear confession they can’t make an arrest. They suggested a wire and I offered to talk to her again and get her to say she stabbed Gia.”
“I’ll do it.” I suggest this crazy thing because I want to see this girl pay for what she did to her sister but Alex immediately shakes his head.
“No that is not a good idea. She’s dangerous and she already killed someone, I’m not letting you take that risk.”
“Alex I would be talking to her in the middle of the hospital full of security guards, doctor and nurses.” Those facts make me comfortable to do this, “And it’s not like she’s carrying and I took boxing for two years I can handle myself. The cops need a confession and I’m most likely to get it. I’m a girl, I’m around her age and she’s comfortable around me due to me satiating her psychopath side with the story of how I was attacked.” Alex sighs and still looks uncertain, “She could do this again and she might not come to the hospital next time where doctors will question her. I want to do this and I don’t need your permission.”
Alex looks at me worriedly and finally complies, “Fine but be careful.” I nod and we head back to the Chief’s office.
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After the cops gave me instructions and placed the wire under my scrub along my diaphragm, I head out to find Missy. I walk around the hospital for a few minutes until I find her in the family waiting room sitting there on the table looking at her phone. I inhale and exhale because the sight of her knowing what she did makes me anxious but I told Alex I could do this and I will. I approach her and sit in front of her.
“Hey Missy.” I keep my tone calm and even as per my instructions and she looks at me surprised to see me, “I’m Dr. Karev I don’t know if you-”
“Right you’re the girl who got strangled and attacked I remember you.” She says it coldly and I continue.
“Yeah well I wanted to come by and talk to you and see how you were doing after Gia. I know when one of my brothers got hurt I would always worry about them.”
Missy shakes her head nonchalantly, “Gia was just a little baby she was always crying and begging me to play with her. She would always barge into my room and annoy me.” The way she chastises her sister is the first emotion she displayed and it’s anger.
“Yeah I had a little cousin who did that.” I lie to relate to Missy like the cops suggested and groan to play along, “It would drive me crazy.”
Missy nods, “I’m not gonna miss that.” That one sentence sends chills down my spine but I persist as I’m getting somewhere and decide to kick into high gear.
Remember when we were talking about the man who attacked me? and you said he probably did it to feel more powerful? Well it turns out you were wrong.” Missy looks at me offended, “The guy was my brother and he didn’t want to hurt me, he loved me, he took care of me and…he was just crazy and he lashed out. I don’t think he was thinking about what was gonna happen after to him or me but I don’t think he really wanted to kill me just for the fun of it.” Missy looks at me like I’m the one who’s crazy.
“Well maybe he did I mean you don’t know what he was thinking.”
I shrug, “I mean come on Missy why else would you kill someone?” I ask as genuine as I can to draw her in.
“To know if you could really do it.”
I shake my head at her terrifying comment, “No I don’t think so, I mean to actually feel the life slip away from someone else it’s…it’s way too scary for most sane people and for my brother it was-”
“No I know what he was feeling I mean I know exactly how he was feeling.” Missy says with a grin that is chilling before leaning in and whispering to me, “I was the one who stabbed Gia.” I look at her with a blank face even though my terror escalates as my fears come true, “And it wasn’t that scary. I knew what I wanted to do and I did it just like with your brother he must have felt like it was the coolest thing ever when he was trying to kill you.”
I shake my head in disgust and stand up and walk out the door as I see the cops entering and arresting Missy. I pass Alex on the way who looks at me in worry and I shake my head at him before saying bitterly, “Dysfunctional families am I right?” With that I walk to the lockers to take a hot scolding shower and leave this damn day behind me.
After my Silkwood shower, I put my clothes on and am just about to put my shoes on when Alex walks in looking as exhausted as me. I am so tired I’m not even mad at him, I’m just numb and I know that tomorrow when I see him again I’ll be mad again. It’s a vicious cycle and I have to escape before my psychosis causes me to lash out at him like Missy did to Gia. I know I don’t have sociopathic tendencies but the way I feel around him is degrading to me and the career I have worked hard to get. I need to get out before it’s too late.
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Alex stands there looking at Amber with the same level of tiredness and numbness that she feels only he feels slightly worse because of what he needs to do. He needs to apologize and get their issues out of the way for both of their sakes. He starts by clearing his throat.
“Are you okay?”
Amber packs her stuff in her backpack not looking at him, “Sure a night of arresting a teenage psycho is just what I needed before collapsing on my bed.” Alex nods sharing her pain and her next words catch him off guard, “I’m gonna look for another program tomorrow. This thing.” Amber motions to both of them, “It’s gonna end bad and I need to get out and find something that won’t remind me of the worst time of my life every five seconds or undermine me because of my past.”
Alex looks down in shame over accusing Amber of being paranoid due to their mom and starts his apology train, “I’m sorry Amber and not just for today for all of it. I’m just sorry and I wish I could do thing differently.”
Amber shakes her head and closes her locker, “Don’t Alex don’t even bother the damage is done.”
“I never meant to hurt you.” Alex says it with sincerity and pain.
Amber looks at him with a blank face, “I’m sure you didn’t. I’m sure you didn’t even think about me. You saw a way out and you took it just like me only difference is I didn’t leave anyone behind with no defenses. Hell even Uncle Lucas gave a more of a damn than you and he hates us. But whatever reasons he had I’m sure they were better than yours for leaving.” Amber sits on the bench to put her boots on.
Alex’s shame gets deeper before he confesses an 8 year long secret, “I told him to.”
Amber looks up and raises an eyebrow, “Told who to do what?”
“I told Uncle Lucas to take you in and let you recover at his place until you graduated.” Amber pauses her laces clearly effected by his words as he continues, “CPS was gonna send you into foster care, Aaron was at the hospital and mom wasn’t a good choice so I made him an option. I gave him 8 grand to take you in and I told him I would pay him another 8 after you graduated. The bastard almost skimmed me but I told him I would report him for drug use after I found a stash of meth at his place.”
“Great place to dump your baby sister after she had her jaw reconstructed.” She says sarcastically.
“Well it was either him or do the foster lottery and you land in some rundown home with five other kids who will rip out your wires. And I made sure he was checked on. I called a cop buddy of mine and made him spy on you and him at the house and make sure he was treating you right or at least ignoring you.”
Amber ties my laces, “He did, he ignored me and I avoided him so I was glad to have one less thing for me to deal with. But just because you forced our inattentive Uncle to take me in doesn’t mean I forgive you. I appreciate what you did but you didn’t do much when you were around. The only reason I know you were there was because the doctors told me after I woke up that you held my hand for 10 minutes and then left. I tried to call you but you wouldn’t answer and maybe this whole me getting a job here was a subconscious decision to confront you and figure out why you left and that’s on me.”
Alex shakes his head, “No it’s on me. I started this by leaving and I know that wasn’t fair to you.”
Amber puts her other shoe on, “Your damn right it wasn’t.” Amber says with a vicious tone as she ties her laces.
Alex sighs and continues, “I know you hate me and you have a good reason to. I left you with a schizo mom who barely kept up with her meds and a brother I didn’t was gonna inherit the crazy gene. When I got a job here, I saw it as my ticket out of Iowa but I also saw it as my ticket out of our family. I told myself that Aaron was enough for you, that you were fine with just one brother, I sent the checks to help out because it made me feel better for abandoning you. I told myself that I wasn’t your father, that you were better off without me but you weren’t, it was clear to me that night when you needed me the most.” Amber stops what she’s doing as Alex brings that moment up and he sees it safe to sit next to her, “I held you hand for ten minutes; you were only 16, you should’ve been having sleepovers and shopping for a prom dress not being in a hospital after your brother almost killed you. I held your hand for ten minutes and then I left, Aaron was committed and so was our mom, you needed me and I wasn’t there. I told myself that I couldn’t take care of you that you were better off without me, that Uncle Lucas could do what I couldn’t. I…I wasn’t there I was the ass that can’t stand to be there and I’m older now and I know better now.” Amber is quiet as she feels a single tear down her cheek and wipes it away, “I should’ve done more for you and I’m sorry. I’m sorry for not being your brother when you needed me, I don’t know if it’s worth anything. But I just needed you to know how sorry I am.”
Alex says that with his eyes wet as he’s letting his feelings of shame and regret show to Amber who looks at him for the first time in appreciation and as her brother. She sniffles before saying, “It’s worth a lot but…we have a lot of work to do here.”
Alex nods, “Yeah…dysfunctional families am I right?” Amber sighs and puts her head on Alex’s shoulder looking to him as a source of comfort instead of a source of pain. It’s not magically fixed between them but that night is a starting point.
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