Phone Calls (to be renamed)
Trying something new with a dialogue-only fic so let me know what you think :)
Summary: you passed out and your daughter finds you, so of course she calls her daddy to let him know. But first she calls 911, cause you trained her to always call them first
It's all from Laylas pov btw
I wrote this instead of slepeing so forgive any errors
"911 what's your emergency?"
"My M-mommy won't wa-wake up!"
"Oh dear. Take a deep breath for me,okay darlin? Can you tell me your address?"
"M-mommy made my memoize it. [redacted]."
"Okay, thank you so much baby, what can you tell me about your mommy? Did she fall, was she taking anything, maybe something that looks like candy or sugar?"
"I no know! She was sleeping when I came home!"
"Okay baby, that's okay. Take a deep breath. Does your mommy have an owiesz or anything wrong with her?"
"She threw up. She threw up and she's bleeding!"
"Okay, good girl, the paramedics are on the way, you just sit tight and they'll be there soon."
"And my daddy? Is he coming too?"
"Oh I'm afraid I don't know your daddy sweetie, but when the paramedics get there they'll be able to help you find him, okay?"
"No I going to call him!"
"Oh no baby please don-"
"Please pick up daddy, please please please."
"Love now is no' a-"
"DADDY!"
"Layla?"
"Daddy, mommy's hurt!"
"She's what?"
"She's hurt! She was on th' ground when the bus dropped me off and Tommy was sitting next to her and daddy please come home!"
"Okay baby, I'm on my way. Take some deep breaths for me okay? I need you to find mommy's other phone and call 911 okay? Can you do that for me sweetheart?"
"I alrea'y did. The lady said she was coming."
"Oh good job sweetheart, 'm very proud. Do you-"
"Daddy they're here! The man wants to talk to you."
"Give him the phone sweetheart."
"Okay! This is my daddy, he wants to talk to you mister firefighterman."
"Okay thank you little one, why don't you go wait with your brother? He's over by my friend in the living room."
"Sissy."
"Oh don't cry Tommy daddy's coming home!"
"Da-da?"
"Yeah. Daddy's coming home and then eve'ythings gonna...gonna be okay."
"You're a very brave little girl, you know that? Whats your name?"
"My names Lay-la."
"Nice to meet you Layla, my names Jonathan, you'll be hanging out with me till your daddy gets here, is that-oh dear you look like you need a hug. Hey, hey its okay, your okay, you've been so, so brave, you did everything you were supposed to. Shhh, it's okay, you're okay."
"Is my-my m-mommy go-gonna be-gonna be okay?"
"I'm sure your mommy will be fine, and she'll give you lots of hugs and tell you how good you did. Now why don't we get in my truck and I'll take you and, uh, Tommy, to the hospital where we'll wait for your dad, yeah?"
Part 2?
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ive haven't been dealing with my insomnia for a wile now. . . . BUT THE FUCKING MOMENT IM OUT OF MY MEDS ITS THE FUCKING WORST
PAIRED WITH MY ADHD AND ME JUST FINISHING WATCHING WELCOME TO DEMON SCHOOL IRUMA KUN ITS FUCKING 2:51 IN THE MORNING!
T^T i hate the deadly combo of adhd, tics, and insomnia
edit: no i will not elaborate what the meds im taking are for (no it's not adhd meds)
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I did it!!!
My first ever digital painting on procreate! I'm so proud of this! I kinda struggled at first, being new to the app, but I eventually got it! I'll probably stick to landscapes until I'm more comfortable, and eventually work my way to characters. I was inspired by @tapakah0's L.O.V.E AU Mikey for the painting. His personality reminds me of the candle. Sweet and kind and patient with a soft glow but anger that can burn. His sadness made me think of the rain. Drips that seem small but make a big impact on the whole painting. And his hope reminds me of the sunrise in the background. Small at first, but that Small bit of hope becomes worth it for the outcome of a beautiful day.
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Whumptober Day 12: “I haven't slept in days but who's counting?” | Red | Insomnia | “I’m up, I’m up.”
Words: 2.4k
Summary: During the week Liam's parents are out of town, he stays in Theo's apartment. Theo finds out how bad he's gotten without anybody knowing.
“You okay?”
Liam feels his claws itching to come out, all that extra energy flooding into his racing heart. “I’m fine,” he snaps. He scoots back, to sit against the cabinets opposite Theo, pulling further into himself. “It doesn’t matter anyway.”
“Yes it does,” he responds, voice soft. “Talk to me.”
“Why?” he growls. “You can’t do anything, and even if you could, it wouldn’t change a goddamn thing. You still won’t be in the pack, no matter how much Scott likes you now.”
Theo stiffens. “Liam-”
“I’m leaving,” he snarls, getting to his feet. “Don’t follow me, I
don’t need you.”
The chimera gets up when he tries crossing the kitchen, grabbing Liam around the waist and pulling him into him. Without thinking,
Liam hooks his arms under Theo’s shoulders, tugging his head to his chest, listening to the pounding of Theo’s heart. A hand grazes his own back, thumb drawing spirals into the thin fabric of his tee. Liam mutters apologies into his neck, pushing Theo so his hips dig into the line of the marble counters.
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...I worked overnights for a week and now I'm not. But its 2am and I am wide awake sitting in my kitchen with a huge ass glass of water rethinking my entire life with the sudden urge to make Mac-n-cheese...
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