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moon-ursidae · 1 year

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SESSION #8!

THERE WILL BE SPOILERS FOR BOTH TLOU GAMES AND THE HBO SERIES HERE SO BEWARE OF SPOILERS!!!!

it’s been over a month since i last played…

this semester has been kicking my ASS and i’m at the point where i do NOT give a fuck. and i finally have the urge to play this game. so yknow. let’s pick it back up!

total play time: a lil over 4 hours!

okay so the last i remember was that i had J U S T started the abby section

i’m excited to see laura bailey’s acting

this section is called “tracking lesson”

4 years earlier! as abby!

so in the timeline this is one year before ellie’s bday flashback!

this feels odd

like i’m trying to be positive about it

but i just- it’s hard man

this is gorgeous also holy shit i missed this

I LOVE LAURA BAILEY

just hearing her voice makes me all warm and fuzzy

ooo zoo lights pamphlet!

WAIT WHAT DOES ABBY HAVE IN HER BAG ALREADY

omg there’s a letter from mel :(

and a drawing from owen??

“i’ve trued to draw you sleeping, but these damn hands just can’t capture your mesmerizing beauty.” i would find this kinda cute if it wasn’t from owen

he just makes me uncomfy idk

also how much older is he than abby?

wait how old is abby hold up i gotta look this up

okay so she’s 20 in seattle so she’d be 17 rn

there’s no exact age for owen but the approximation is in his mid 20s in seattle

i was slightly concerned bc owen looks so much older than abby and just thinking about how they were together when she was 17 i was like -_- hmmmmm

ANYWAY

that is a TINY ass coin holy shit

SO UR TELLIN ME ELLIE’S THING IS BRIGHT CARDS AND ABBY’S IS TINY ASS COINS??

there’s no way that my horrible ass eyes are finding all of these

i’ll be surprised if i find any after this

goddamnit. they’re trying to make me feel empathetic about their relationship

it’s not happenin

ohhh so the coin thing is bc of her dad

still i’m not falling for this

this is a cool ass playground

NOOOO THE ZEBRA

i fucking love this track btw it’s so good

THE HOSPITAL.

UR JOKING.

WAIT. WAIT WAIT WAIT.

THIS IS DURING PART 1??????????????

OH FUCK.

THE WAY THAT MY JAW IS ON THE FLOOR

MARLENE!!!!!

“and what if this was abby?” she’s asking the good questions here

depending on his answer, this is what is gonna seperate him from joel.

FUUUCK.

i wanna hear his answer bro

and collateral playing here?? so good

“i’m gonna go tell joel” HAHAHAHAHAHA YESSSS

“if it was me, i’d want you to do the surgery” well ya see abby you can make that choice rn, ellie cannot

oh god. oh god. the sirens jfc

THIS FUCKING HALLWAY MAN I’VE SEEN IT SO MANY TIMES

FROM SO MANY DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVES

oh shit

AND THEN BACK TO THE FUCKING CABIN

PLEASE DON’T WITH THIS BRO

I’M CRYING ALREADY

I HAD TO PAUSE AFTER HEARING ELLIE GO “joel..” LITERALLY BEGGING FUCKNSKABSKSBSKS

GODDAMNIT

SEEING HIM FROM ABBY’S POV THIS TIME??? INSTEAD OF ELLIE’S???

what if i vaulted off the side of a bridge?? what then???

FEELING THE VIBRATION IN THE CONTROLLER FROM THE FUCKING IMPACT IS ACTUALLY THE WORST.

THE WORST.

ellie’s cries :(

fuckin seattle day 1 i guess

showing me that again, and then making me play her immediately afterwards is so fucked

so fucked

jesus fucking christ man

hmm that weather chick talking aboutna storm was right maybe you should have paid more attention to that or sumn bc it’s COMING

jesus she’s fucking massive

like her arms are the size of texas jesus christ

WAIT THIS IS THE TV STATION

the math is mathing

omg manny and the teacher? so funny

the way she was like “hey manny” immediately put 2 and 2 together LMAO

the kids are so cute

the butterflies everywhere just remind me of sarah after watching the show :(

manny wants sumn spicy let’s see what’s up

i’m gonna get him something not spicy bc he had the audacity to spit on joel

i heard sam riegel

maybe yuri lowenthal??

that kinda sounded kike taliesin jaffe at the table where they’re playin a board game???

wait this is some tea he must know the girl w the ps vita bc he’s playing w it rn

and also he’s going to the seravena 👀

TRAVIS WILLINGHAM I HEAR YOU

omg there’s ppl talking about the seraphites at one table

there’s so many voice actors here that i recognize but cannot name it’s aggravating me

YEAAAA SAM RIEGEL I HEAR YOUUUU

talkin about a book w wizards and magic hahaha

abby uses pine scented soaps? slay

manny cutting the line

he would

abby walking around w a single lil burrito w her hulking arms is so funny

omg wait manny what’s the tea between mel and abby???

WAIT I HEAR SOMETHIN ABOUT A MLM RELATIONSHIP

LBBTQIA+ REPRESENTATION IS ALL OVER THIS GAME I LOVE

wait i totally missed hearing manny and his dad talk

FUCK

this is weird hearing about how people wanted joel dead while she’s eating a goddamn fucking burrito.

what the fuck

wait is this her room?? her room alone??

oh wait shit her and manny are roomates

i thought abby gave them the key to some room on base grounds

not THEIR room lmao

looks like manny’s a photography buff oml there’s supplies to develop film and different camera lenses

there’s a bunch of different movies and some anime cool cool cool

and they designate who does dishes what day lmao

THE BRA lmao

omg wait this picture above abby’s bed was in her dad’s office

holy fuck they have an OPERATION huh? jfc

that’s crazy

mel looks so pregnant :((

“why would it be up to owen” SLAY MEL

ARE THOSE COWS??

SOME MFIN MOO MOOS???

THEY HAVE SO MUCH FUCKING FOOD HOLY SHIT

HOLY SHIT I FOUND A COIN??

i fucking LOVE world building like this

i would spend SO MUCH time here if i could

there’s so many details it’s crazy

THE DOGS :(

WE’RE TAKING A DOG???

NOOOO DUDE :((

I’M PLAYING FETCH WITH A DOG OH MY GOD

THIS IS GONNA HURT ME LATER HUH??

BEAR IS SO CUTE :(

THEY HAVE SHEEP???

sheep… 😭😭😭

JOEL😭😭

also the way they’re setting up mel to be more of a pacifist? so good

makes what happens later worse

I HEARD LIAM O’BRIEN IN THE NPCS REPAIRING GUNS

okay woah this gun is different

kinda plays though

ANOTHER COIN?

WTF

how the fuck do they get all of these tires and ammo

this is insane

YEAAAA MEL IS PUTTING TWO AND TWO TOGETHER TEAAAAAAAA

owen still loves abby bro

he wants her and not the woman CARRYING HIS BABY

men 🙄

SERAPHITES???

OH SHIT

TRUCK CRASH

IS MEL OKAY???

IS THE DOG OKAY???

IT HASN’T BEEN 5 MINUTES OUT OF THE COMPOUND

okay i thought these coins were gonna be hard to find

kentucky coin!

there’s enough stuff to make a pipe bomb?? oddly convenient to point that out manny

there’s gonna be infected in here i feel it in my bones

the halloween stuff :(

that same goddamn frankenstein statue :(

i just heard infected bro i was so right

i forgot how intense this shit is

so it is manny that likes anime

i fuckin knew that shelf was gonna collapse

SHAMBLER???

i’m so scared to use my bombs around the dog

damn not a single hammer in here for me?

i love manny trying to get them to talk

GOD THIS IS GORGEOUS

MASSACHUSETTS COIN WOOO

i went to boston in the summer many years ago and it was awful

the heat was so bad and it was just amplified in the city

plymouth was super dope though

ANYWAY

OOOOOOOOOO seeing their perspectives on what caused the truce between seraphites and wlf to end

the kids killed some wlf, and so they killed those kids

and mel doesn’t like that at all, but manny and abby justify it and stand by it

interesting considering their perspectives on jackson

hmmmm

good stuff naughty dog

ABBY BOOSTING THE MAN UP

WE LOVE TO SEE IT

oh my god i forgot about abby’s fear of heights

ABBY’S STRONG HOLY SHIT

i don’t like how the music and ambience just changed when entering this boat workshop

WORKBENCH WOOO

stability please i sway like a goddamn tree

ooo and recoil this slays

JOEL DESERVED WORSE???

ya’ll need to keep your mouths SHUT around me

ANUTHA COIN BABY WHERE’S IT FROM?

😱😱😱😱 O-H BABY LET’S GOOOOOOO

W THE WRIGHT BROTHERS FLYER ON IT BIRTHPLACE OF AVIATION LET’S GOOOOOOOO

i’m from ohio if you can’t tell

REMINDS YOU OF OWEN’S BOAT?

unfortunately me too mel..

mel is better than i am bc i would never climb a rope pregnant jfc

SAFE CODE WOOOOO

INDANA COIN WOO

but where’s the safe?

SPOTTED

ooooo hunting pistol

AND A WRENCH LET’S GO

this is all ao fucking gorgeous jesus christ

so many seraphites!!!

DUDES IN TRUCKS TO THE RESCUE

awe abby helping mel :(

alice wondering where mel’s going :(

oh optional dialogue??

omg they’re sharing count of monte cristo haha

SAM RIEGEL AND MATT MERCER AND TALIESIN JAFFE?!!!!

MARISHA RAY?!!!

LIAM O’BRIEN???

CRITICAL ROLE CAST ALL TOGETHER HERE EXCEPT FOR TRAVIS AND ASHLEY 🥹🥹❤️

OH MY FUCKING GOD

THERE’S 2 PEOPLE BY THE RADIO THAT SAY THE SCHOOL HAS GONE QUIET

IT’S ELLIE

THAT’S SO COOL

IT’S THE PS VITA GIRL

HER NAME’S WHITNEY AHHHH

HOTLINE MIAMI

“really hard.. really good too” HOTLINE MIAMI HAHAHA

they’re being sent to a hospital huh?👀

seeing how all of this shit connects is soooooo crazy

OH SHIT IT’S NORA

holy fuckin shit this is a lot of bodies

oh shit wait danny was posted w owen

abby’s WORRIED holy fuck

god laura bailey is so good

are we ever gonna fucking see isaac jesus christ

i keep finding notes and hearing aboutnisaac but never seeing that bastard

LETTER

sgt. foster?? like brian w foster?? hmmmm

SOUTH CAROLINA COINNN

god the way the people in these cages scramble and turn away when you walk up to them :(

oh shit i actually will see isaac

HE’S been doing all of this to people??? goddamn.

this guy’s got his parts cut off :(

these poor people jesus christ

bro he’s scary

lead the first wave???

they’re fully gonna kill ALL of them???

“when are he and danny getting back?” oh she’s good

and he sees right through the bullshit haha

the salt lake crew? interesting

owen shot danny?? to protect a seraphite?? hmmmmmmm

abby don’t be so quick to judge you’ll be doin the same goddamn thing

3 years earlier!!!

so this is the same year as the birthday flashback!

damn she got buff FAST then bc she’s still fairly lean on muscle here

abby what’s ur workout regime?? i want my arms to look like that

i also still don’t like owen

again, i LOVE laura bailey

UGH i love the music

this is gorgeous

this reminds me A LOT of the music that played while going through the robert section by the docks at the beginning of part 1

the way that they’ve never been to an aquarium lmao

WAIT abby going through the aquarium while ellie goes through the museum :(

THIS IS GORGEOUS

UUUGH just the thought of swimming in that fucking tank is triggering my thalassophobia

oh god it’s THE boat

awe there’s kid stuff :(

this is fucking awesome

i wanna go to the aquarium and zoo now

max’s place

i’m getting heavy ish vibes

does going in here progress the game?? i wanna go upstairs!

it’s fuckin locked anyway haha

is the family infected? i hope not that’d be hella sad

seeing her perspective on things makes it so obvious of why she wanted to go after joel. abby’s a lot like ellie at the beginning of left behind. how she defended fedra. and now abby’s doing the same.

owen sees it as a “how are we better than them?” and he’s kinda right

into max’s place!

hey owen legally i cannot go into this elevator shaft bc i have VERY BAD memories associated with it okay? okay

holy shit wait this is awesome

SEA LION

WITH SPOTS

“don’t be sorry. talk to me” okay that was kinda sweet

and how he tried to break the tension by joking

IT’S ABOUT JOEL???

UR THINKING ABOUT FINDING AND KILLING JOEL WHILE KISSING YOUR MAN??

HUH??

THAT’S why she got buff as hell. she wanted to make sure that he couldn’t overpower her

so that she could have the upper hand

goddamn.

cool sequence!

alright i’m gonna end here bc it’s fucking 6am lmao

i’m excited and scared to get more into this! there’s still A LOT of game left to get through though haha

i’m not sure when i’m gonna play next, hopefully soon!

#the last of us #tlou #the last of us spoilers #tlou spoilers #the last of us part ii #tlou part ii #the last of us part two #tlou part two #the last of us part ii spoilers #tlou part ii spoilers #the last of us part two spoilers #tlou part two spoilers #mads plays the last of us!🌿#mads plays the last of us part ii!🍃

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coloneloblivious007 · 2 years

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Who doesn't love baby pandas?

Based on this Supercorp fic It's All Happenin' at the Zoo by @searidings

#supercorp #supercorp fic #kara danvers #lena luthor #supergirl #supercorp fanart

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richardgrimes · 3 years

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Can you make a list with your top whatever supercorp fics. I prefer aus if you have them, but anythings good

sure!! sorry this took me so long to answer. i'll go through my bookmarks and pick some out. i couldn't even tell you what my all time favorite is (actually i can, it's the titanic au)

un long week end, / Show me what's behind your back, / a foregone conclusion, / Are you strong enough to stand (protecting both your heart and mine?), / she wanted a storm (to match her rage), / bring me that horizon, / hold fast to dreams, / here's one for the kid in the back. / luck doesn't seem to be on my side (but it's easier with you), / We Are Infinite, / they don't love you like i love you, / there's a big old moon shining down at night, / An Ocean of Fire, / it's all happenin' at the zoo, run the red out, / when i am yours (when we are home), / these feelings i can't fight

#supercorp #ask

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searidings · 3 years

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No one:

Absolutely no one:

Me: Reading the Zoo AU on repeat like my life depends on it.....it probably does

no one:

absolutely no one:

me, huffing: FINE i suppose i will write zoo au

it's all happenin' at the zoo is now on ao3!!!

#she was about as self indulgent as they come so ty everyone for being so lovely abt her #lena 'thirsty' luthor sure was enjoying those livestreams of kara's muscles #cat is not afraid to use her employees' physique to promote wildlife conservation and i love her for that #i had the most fun coming up with the animal names in case you couldn't tell #was tempted to include red pandas but giant pandas had to do instead #big koala cuddles for all of you thank you so much for these lovely lovely words #hope you're all having amazing days #asks #anonymous #itistakingover #obsessed-with-supercorp #thekaylakilljoy

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ao3feed-supercorp · 3 years

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it's all happenin' at the zoo

by searidings

if kara danvers can use her head zookeeper position to heal pretty girls' hearts one animal-feeding at a time, that's a work perk she's more than okay with.

Words: 5285, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Supergirl (TV 2015)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor, Cat Grant, Winn Schott Jr., Alex Danvers, Kelly Olsen (Supergirl TV 2015)

Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor

Additional Tags: the zoo au that like one person asked for, fluffier than a pile of baby pandas, kara has a heart of gold and just wants to take gentle revenge on anyone who's wronged lena, lena is not immune to a buff zookeeper who weightlifts 70lb snakes, cat is not shy about using kara's muscles to promote wildlife conservation, meet-cute but with added koalas

from AO3 works tagged 'Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor' https://ift.tt/3p6U1sW via IFTTT https://ift.tt/3p6U1sW

#supercorp #Kara x Lena #Kara Danvers x Lena Luthor #karlena

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thecatchat · 3 years

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Yo Crypto, Whas been hizz happenin’ all ovah there‘ recently?

Wh-what? Why are you talking like that? Is it talk like a mobster day and I didn't get the memo?

But, uh, not much really. I'm going to go on a early birthday trip in a few days to the Columbus zoo, so that's going to be fun!

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fanfictionfaberrycentral · 3 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supergirl (TV 2015) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor Characters: Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor, Cat Grant, Winn Schott Jr., Alex Danvers, Kelly Olsen (Supergirl TV 2015) Additional Tags: the zoo au that like one person asked for, fluffier than a pile of baby pandas, kara has a heart of gold and just wants to take gentle revenge on anyone who's wronged lena, lena is not immune to a buff zookeeper who weightlifts 70lb snakes, cat is not shy about using kara's muscles to promote wildlife conservation, meet-cute but with added koalas Summary:

if kara danvers can use her head zookeeper position to heal pretty girls' hearts one animal-feeding at a time, that's a work perk she's more than okay with.

#Aoo #Supercorp #new

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bonecouch · 3 years

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someone told me its all happenin at the zoo

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appalachianwiine · 3 years

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Swim - Chapter 6 - Soon You’ll Get Better

The buttons of my coat were tangled in my hair

In doctor's-office-lighting, I didn't tell you I was scared

That was the first time we were there

Holy orange bottles, each night I pray to you

Desperate people find faith, so now I pray to Jesus too

And I say to you

Ooh-ah, soon you'll get better

“Soon You’ll Get Better” by Taylor Swift

It’s another restless night for the both of them. The nurses are in and out a half dozen times, leaving little more then two hours stretches in which they can sleep. Lydia doesn’t seem terribly fussed by this, waking rather grumpily for vitals and then drifting back off to sleep as the nurse exited the room. Daryl on the other hand manages less than four hours of broken sleep.

By the time 7:30 rolls around Lydia is wide awake and asking for breakfast. Daryl, who had only gotten to dozing again a half hour before, sits up with a groan. He runs a hand over his face and rubs the sleep from his eyes, looking over at Lydia, who’s moved from the hospital bed to sit at the foot of the hide-away.

“Alrigh’.” He mutters. “I’ll go down an’ get us some breakfast.”

“Can I have pancakes?” Lydia asks eagerly. “And juice?”

“Sure kiddo.” Daryl sighs, swinging his legs off the side of the hide-away and into his boots. “Then you gotta take a bath okay?”

“A shower.” Lydia frowns.

“I don’ know ‘bout that.” He mutters, bending over to lace up the boots. “You ain supposed t’ get that PICC line wet, but I’ll ask the nurse.” Lord knew a shower would be easier on him. It would give him a good 15 minutes to think.

“Okay.”

“Good girl.” He yawns. “I’ll be back in 10 minutes. Behave.” He leans over to kiss the top of her head.

“I will.” Lydia promises.

When Daryl gets to the elevator he finds Ezekiel waiting. Yesterday’s buoyant, playful man was gone. The Ezekiel who stood next to him looked twice as tired as Daryl felt and as though all the joy had been sucked out of him.

“Daryl.” Ezekiel forces a strained smile. “You and Lydia sleep well?”

“Not really.” Daryl mutters. “Not that Lydia seems t’ have noticed. You an’ Henry?”

“No.” Ezekiel frowns, stepping into the elevator as the doors open. “Henry got his round of chemo yesterday evening. He was up most of the night being sick. I’m going to get him something to eat. I want him to at least try.”

“Sorry man.” Daryl follows him into the elevator, a knot settling in his stomach. Lydia’s first chemotherapy treatment was today.

“Oh he’ll get through it.” Ezekiel sighs. “I just hate seeing him like this. This is not my little boy.”

“Yeah.” Daryl licks his lips. He doesn’t much want to make conversation, but he’s stuck in the elevator with the other man and they’re going to the same place. “So uh, how y’all likin’ Atlanta?”

Ezekiel raises his eyebrows. “Given the circumstances it’s not my favorite city.”

“Ah.” Daryl mutters, he hadn’t thought of the reason they were in Atlanta. Stupid given Ezekiel had told him just yesterday. “Sorry.”

“It’s fine.” Ezekiel shakes his head, stepping out of the elevator. “Lydia starts treatment today yes?”

“Yeah.” Daryl nods.

“I’m sorry.” Ezekiel whispers. “It’s… it’s not something I would wish on the worst of us.”

The air between them lingers heavily as they enter the cafeteria, it’s quiet this early in the morning, the staff shuffling about quietly, one or two tired parents clutching pagers and looking around nervously. Daryl follows Ezekiel to the counter, ordering after him and taking the number given to him. He finds himself once again standing next to Ezekiel, waiting for their orders to be ready.

“I uh - I saw Henry the other night.” Daryl says finally. “The night we were admitted.”

“You did?” Ezekiel frowns.

“Yeah um - he was hiding behind the nursing station and uh - you picked him up and he -”

“Was laughing.” Ezekiel finishes.

“Yeah.” Daryl nods. “It was ten o’clock at night on the cancer floor and he was laughing.”

“That’s Henry.” Ezekiel smiles. “He’s always made the best of the worst situations.”

“He's done this before?” Daryl asks.

“No - not this exactly.” Ezekiel says. “But um - when he was four he was in a very bad car accident.”

“Oh.” Daryl frowns. “Was he uh - was he -”

“Mine then?” Ezekiel finishes. Daryl feels his face grow hot. “No, he wasn’t. I was a newly licensed foster parent in Prince William County, and he was my first foster child. His brother and both parents were killed in the accident. The parents instantly, the brother after a few days.”

“Shit man.” Daryl mutters. “That’s rough.”

“Yeah.” Ezekiel says. “He’s had it harder then most, but he still laughs. He still makes the best of what he’s given. It’s a gift from God.”

“God.” Daryl monotones.

“You don’t believe in God?” Ezekiel offers a half smile.

“I do.” Daryl says. “But I don’ think he’s worth worshippin’.”

“Hm.” Ezekiel frowns.

“No speech?” Daryl chuckles.

“No speech.” Ezekiel says. “Your relationship with God is not my business, and mine is not yours. But God has helped my son. He’s given us this clinical trial. He’s given me a place at the zoo. He’s shown me Carol.”

“‘S a little preachy.”

“You asked.” Ezekiel smiles.

“Fair.” They linger in silence until Ezekiel’s number is called and Daryl’s shortly there after. As they’re walking back towards the elevator Ezekiel speaks again. “I hope Lydia handles her chemotherapy well.”

“Thanks.” Daryl nods, stepping into the elevator. “How - when will we know?”

“Well every child reacts differently.” Ezekiel says. “Henry handles some better then others. He does fine with the cisplatin but the vincristine is pretty hard on him. Thats the one he got last night, I expect we’ll be here for at least a week with the side effects.”

“Shit man.” Daryl mutters. Will it be like that for Lydia? She had a different kind of cancer, surely the treatment would be different?

“He’s a strong boy.” Ezekiel says. “He’ll get through it.”

“Yeah.”

They linger in silence until they get out of the elevator and make their way to their separate rooms. Lydia takes the pancakes and juice with glee, someone’s turned on the television for her while he was gone and the grating sound of Disney Channel ran through they room. Daryl took his coffee over to the pull out bed and sat down, sipping it gingerly. The disney jingle pierced his brain as one of the many formulaic shows started up. He needed sleep, but coffee would help for now.

The door pushes open, reminding Daryl for the millionth time that their world is completely different then it was two days ago.

“Hey Lydia.” Dr. Rhee says. “Sleep good?” “I guess.” Lydia nods, not really paying attention, her eyes focused on the TV as she ate.

“Good” Maggie grins. “Mind if I borrow daddy for a bit?”

“Okay.” Lydia shrugs,.

“Come with me Mr. Dixon?” Dr. Rhee motions him out of the room.

“Yeah.” Daryl nods, picking up his coffee and following her into the hall. His stomach twists into more knots. “Are her biopsy results bad or something?”

“They’re not back yet.” Dr. Rhee assures. “I just wanted to talk to you about the chemo she’ll be starting today and get the consent forms signed.”

“Oh.” Daryl nods. “ Yeah um, sure.”

Dr. Rhee leads him to the nurses station and picks up a clipboard and pen, holding them out to Daryl. He takes them. The form is thick, at least ten pages long and on the top page alone he see’s a bold heading ‘Vincristine effects and side effects.” The foreign word floats in front of his eyes,

V I N C R I S T I N E.

It sounds almost as bad as ‘Leukemia’ does.

“Just in here.” Daryl blinks, Dr. Rhee is standing across the room. He nods, and hurries to the door she indicates. The room is small, a little more personal then the other rooms. There’s a low table with a few toys, and a hot water heater and packets of tea and instant coffee by the wall. A couple of arm chairs sit against one wall and there’s a table with three chairs - one to one side, and the other two opposite - in the middle of the room. “Would you like a minute to go over the form?”

“Nah.” Daryl shakes his head. “Jus’ - tell me ‘bout the chemo yerself.” He figures she’ll be able to explain it better then the consent form can. That will be full of legal jargon and confusing terminology. Daryl wasn’t stupid, but he wasn’t going to attempt the consent form until he had a bit more time.

“Right.” Dr. Rhee smiles, taking a seat in one chair and motioning Daryl to the two opposite. He sits heavily in one, setting the clipboard down with a soft thud! “Today we’re going to give her a round of vincristine. It’s a type of chemotherapy, the most common used in treating most pediatric cancers but particularly leukemia’s. We’ll be using her PICC line to administer the drug, but because of the effects of vincristine on the kidneys we’re going to push fluids first. She’ll get fluids for 4 hours and then a half hour of chemotherapy followed by four more hours of fluids.”

Eight and a half hours of stuff going in her and only a half hour of it the medicine she’d need. Good lord what did that mean it would do to his little girl? He swallows hard and nods. “What um - what - when will stuff start happenin’?”

“Side effects or when will it start killing the cancer?” Dr. Rhee asks.

“Both I guess.”

“Well, it will start killing the cancer almost immediately, but right now there’s so much in her body we’re going to have to do quite a bit of it in conjunction with other therapies to get ahead of it.” Dr. Rhee explains. “Now the good thing is that vincristine is predictable. We’ve been using it for decades, so we know what to expect and how to balance it. Some effects take longer than others but she's probably going to be pretty nauseous not long after she gets the dose and we should expect this to increase. We can give zofran if things get too bad, but she probably won't be very interested in food. She might throw up, and diarrhea isn’t uncommon either. After about a week of treatments her blood counts will be at their lowest, that’s when we really need to be careful about infection. It’s likely she’ll get mouth sores and they’ll be pretty painful but we can manage them with morphine.”

“A - a week.” He mutters. “She’ll uh - won’t we have a treatment plan by then?”

“Yeah, we will, but vincristine is a staple in all leukemia treatment. It’s what we combine it with that changes.” Dr. Rhee says.

“And we - her hair?” Daryl mutters.

“It depends.” Dr. Rhee says. “Some kids want theirs shaved as soon as it starts falling out, but others want to wait until it falls out on its own. Child life came and talked to you?”

“Yeah.” He nods. “Gave her a Barbie with uh - with wigs an’ hats an’ stuff. Seemed t’ like that.”

“Good.” Dr. Rhee sounds far away now, the knot in his stomach growing steadily as the words fill his mind. Her hair. A week. Vincristine. Leukemia. Cancer. The words run across his mind in bright flashing colors, filling the whole space and leaving room for little else. Words he’d never thought about before and feared were now front and center in his mind. “Mr. Dixon?”

“Huh?” His eyes snap up to hers. “Sorry did - can you repeat that?”

“I asked if you had any other questions.” Dr. Rhee frowns. “Do you need a minute?”

“No.” He says hurriedly. “But uh - are we gonna be here the whole week?”

“Probably more like 2 or 3.” Dr. Rhee says. “First admissions are usually long.”

“Oh.” Daryl mutters. “I uh - I didn’t really… prepare for that.”

He didn’t have another set of clothes and all of Lydia’s were mismatched, haphazardly grabbed out of the dryer in a panic. Then there was the dog. He couldn’t be left with Rick and Michonne indefinitely. And work. He’d have to talk to his captain about a leave of absence. It was something he hated to do, Dwight had already been so understanding of the situation with Lydia’s adoption.

“You met Carol?” Dr. Rhee asks. Daryl nods. “Well she can help you with some of that. She has a network of people that can help. You have her number?”

“Yeah. But I don’t want to be a bother.” Daryl says.

“You won’t be.” Dr. Rhee insists. “Even if it’s just coming to sit with Lydia for an hour so you can get your stuff she’ll be happy to help.”

“Yeah.” Daryl mutters. “I’ll give her a call I guess.” He won’t have much choice. It’s the start of the work week, everyone else will be working crazy hours but a teacher was predictable. “And uh - can Lydia have a shower?”

“A bath.” Dr. Rhee says. “She needs to keep her PICC line dry, but I can get her a cast cover so she can bathe more comfortably.”

Well he wasn’t going to get his few minutes of peace then.

“Thanks.” Daryl mutters. “Uh is there anything else I should know?”

“No.” Maggie shakes her head. “Just the consent forms. I’ll give you a minute to go over them.”

“No need.” Daryl mutters, reaching for the pen and signing his name at the back of the forms. “I ain’ got much choice if I wan’ her t’ be okay.”

“I understand.” Dr. Rhee nods, taking the form from his outstretched hands. “I’ll send the nurse in to start her fluids in a half an hour so you’ll have time for that bath.”

“Thanks.” Daryl mutters.

As predicted Lydia was not thrilled about the bath and not being able to use her arm. Daryl has to wash her hair himself, scooping water over her head with a cup in a fashion he hadn’t done since she was six year s old. It was something she clearly wasn’t thrilled about, fat crocodile tears rolling down her face and her voice a high pitched whine the entire time. Daryl does his best not to look at the bruises lacing her torso and legs as he washes, dries, and helps her dress. They’re turning yellow-green today, and he hates the sight of them, they make him angry.

The fluids go in surprisingly well, once the nurse explains to Lydia that it’s just like water she doesn’t have to drink she’s surprisingly compliant to them being attached. Within a half an hour however she’s up for the toilet. It’s a bit of an ordeal to drag the infection pump to the bathroom and back and it’s one they repeat every half an hour or forty five minutes. Dr. Rhee hadn’t been kidding about keeping her hydrated. He hadn’t seen her potty dance this much since she was much smaller, and it seems to frustrate her too. He expects relief for them when the fluids finally stop, but then Dr. Rhee enters the room holding a small yellow bag with a biohazard sticker on the front.

Jesus Christ he’d take her to the toilet a thousand more times to avoid that.

“Okay Lydia.” Dr. Rhee smiles. “Are you ready for your medicine?”

Lydia frowns warily at Dr. Rhee, and her eyes fix on the bag in her hands. “I have to take all of that? Does it taste bad?”

“Well you don’t swallow it.” Dr. Rhee says. “It goes in your PICC line just like your fluids, but some people say they taste it anyway but it just tastes like metal.”

“Does it taste a lot?” Lydia’s even more wary, he wishes Dr. Rhee hadn’t told her that.

“No.” Dr. Rhee promises.

“Can daddy sit with me?” Lydia asks, looking back over at Daryl as Dr. Rhee approaches the infusion pole and disconnects the fluids.

“Of course he can.” Dr. Rhee smiles, handing the empty bag of fluids to the nurse.

“Daddy.” Lydia whimpers, holding out her arms. Daryl climbs onto the bed and lets her crawl into his lap.

“‘s okay.” Daryl whispers, running a hand over Lydia’s hair and settling back against the pillows. She’s shaking in his arms, her face turned pointedly to the infusion pole. He kisses her hair and looks over at Dr. Rhee, the medication is connected now and he watches a thin stream of yellow fluid move down the line, into Lydia’s arm and up towards her heart. It makes him feel sick.

“There.” Dr. Rhee says. “All connected.”

Lydia doesn’t answer, and Daryl pulls away slightly to glance at her. Her eyes are glazed over and she's whispering very softly. “Lydia oh Lydia, oh have you seen Lydia.”

“Hey, hey,” Daryl whispers, holding her tighter and trying to get her to snap out of it. “”S okay.”

“She was singing that in the OR yesterday.” Dr. .Rhee says.

“Lydia oh Lydia, that encyclo-pidia”

“She did?” Daryl’s heart sinks. She had to have been utterly terrified to sing that.

4 years she’d worked her ass off to get to a place where she could express her emotion. Countless hours of therapies and difficult conversations and the constant reinforcing that it was safe to express herself, to not disappear like with her mother, and here she was regressing before his eyes. He wanted something different. He wanted better. She deserved better.

“Shh.” He whispers, kissing her hair. “It’s okay to cry. Jus’ cry.”

Lydia never does though, but she doesn’t let go either.

Towards the end of the infusion she drifts off to sleep, having been utterly worn out by the episode. He doesn’t move or put her down, in his arms she’s safe. In his arms he can protect her.

Please, he begs silently Please let her be okay.

#twd fanfic #Caryl fanfic #the walking dead fanfic #the walking dead #daryl dixon #lydia twd #henry twd #ezekiel twd #king ezekiel #carol peletier #maggie greene #maggie rhee #fic; swim

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televinita · 4 years

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Digging into all the nooks and crannies to clean stuff out before I get married, opened the lower half of a cabinet I haven’t opened in 2 years because I’ve had a storage container + heavy stacks of books blocking it. I COULD simply take a photo...OR I could list all the items of interest.

(One way LJ is superior to Tumblr is that instead of “keep reading” you could be clicking text inside these parentheses that says 'obviously we’re not going to do it the short way’)

3 boxes of beads: one of which is a professional clear divider-style box, one of which is a Lisa Frank box featuring the brown horse (and including most of the original Lisa Frank beads it came with), and one of which is a totally 90s pink Clik Cooler personalized with my name

Three 3-ring binders full of printed-off fanfic

A 3-ring binder stuffed full of (empty) plastic sheet protectors, because I found it that way at Goodwill for $3 and I am ABSOLUTELY NEVER gonna let that gold mine go, even if I haven’t yet figured out what preciousness I’m going to preserve in those sheets.

More 3-ring binders: childhood artwork, 2 that are...empty??, my pop-culture-magazine-clippings scrapbook

A BUNCH of old notebooks from school that are kept half because of their nice neat notes and half because they all still have empty pages remaining and you can always use notebook pages

15-inch-high stack of my beloved late 90s/early 2000s teen magazines (and a few other 90s magazines)

Four planners from high school/college. They are historical treasure troves; like even if I didn’t have journals, these are such a good record of my life.

See also: the hip-hop-happenin’ mini calendar loaded with important events from the year I graduated high school/started college.

Old VHS tapes of stuff I recorded off TV that I believe one day I will be able to watch again.

Five DVDs and 5 CDs I forgot I had. Also, cool, that’s where Zoo Tycoon went.

A palm tree top from the 1990s Barbie Hawaiian Luau set. The box with the rest of it is deep in the attic.

A 3-D wall hanging

Bananagrams

Unopened package of CD-Rs (20)

Wildlife Adventure box of fact cards, #1 source of all my wild animal knowledge age 6-8

3 boxes of floppy disks (which all...HAD data on them when I stored them. Probably 100% corrupted at this point even if I had a floppy drive installed. I want to believe that I also backed their info up on CD-RWs but I can’t be sure of that.)

The original specially designed Amazon box that Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows came in.

A hilariously ironic book about how to declutter.

#in conclusion SOMEONE GIVE ME THE DRIVE TO GET A JOB SO I CAN GET A HOUSE #(I'm not in a terrible housing market! it's not great but it's not like california where home ownership is out of the question #it is completely manageable on a household income of $60k (possibly even $50k) but that takes 1 rockstar or 2 people pulling their own weigh

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pARTNERS IN CRIME AU PLS THE IRONY IM (peraltiago obviously)

This is for you and also @sergeant-santiago!! Feel free to send more of these!

11. partners-in-crime AU

“Faster, Peralta,” Amy hisses through clenched teeth. She can see the dark head bobbing through the crowd across the street, growing closer every second that her idiotic partner spends wedging the slim jim back and forth in the door. (“Like dancing,” he once told her, that idiotic grin plastered across his face as he wiggles his ass for her benefit. She had to clench every muscle in her body to keep from laughing out loud and blowing their cover.)

“I’m going as fast as I can, Santiago! You can’t rush art!”

“Why did I let you plan this again? We always get caught when you plan!”

“I have no idea why you let me plan anything!” Jake retorts happily at her over the top of the car. “We both know you’re the mastermind – you’re just using me for my beautiful body!”

“Jake.” Amy gives him her best high-school-English-teacher look, and for a second, he almost looks cowed. It doesn’t last, though. It never does.

“Okay, fine, you’re just using me for my beautiful hands. Better?”

She hears the click, feels the subtle pop of the drivers’ side door unlocking, and breathes a sigh of relief. The dark head, which she can now see is attached to a black jacket with NYPD emblazoned across the front, is still getting closer, but she still doesn’t think he can see them. She takes a moment to curse the man under her breath – figures he would happen to be walking down this street today. He probably came for the rainbow sprinkle cronut from the bakery on the corner – after all, that’s why Jake dragged her to this block.

Jake dives into the car, a little too quickly for her cautious taste. Jake is brash and bold and sometimes a little careless. She still can’t believe that she’s working with him, and it’s been more than a decade since the cute boy being a little too obvious with a toolbox and a Pontiac caught her eye. She follows her partner, trying to keep an eye on the NYPD jacket, but the act of getting into a car without looking suspicious forces her to move her eyes for just a few seconds. It’s enough, though.

“Fuck,” she says aloud.

Jake, meanwhile, is jamming various tools into the keyhole. (“Like French kissing,” he told her back when they were both green and eager and he was lending his skills to her brilliant plans, long before they were the most legendary low-level crime duo in New York. “Jam it in and move it around wildly.” She hopes he doesn’t really kiss like that – it would ruin way too many drunk fantasies.)

“What? Judy coming this way?” Jake sounds mildly concerned, as though she’d informed him he left expired milk in their fridge – definitely not at the panic level it should be when their arch-nemesis is less than a block away with a gun, a badge, and two sets of handcuffs.

“I don’t…think so?” Amy’s uncertain, but she doesn’t have time to find out for sure before she hears a series of rhythmic taps on her window. She doesn’t have to turn to know who it is – no one spends 11 years, 7 months, and 14 days stealing cars with Jake Peralta without knowing the Funky Cold Medina. And there’s only one person other than her idiot partner who would use that knock.

“Judy?” she asks her partner, whose jaw has gone slack as he stares over her shoulder to the sidewalk.

“Judy,” he growls in confirmation.

“Hey, guys! Long time no see! Y’all two smooshin’ booties yet? ‘Cuz ya should be, with all that chemistry happenin’! We need to catch up! Fancy a ride back to the Nine-Nine?”

Jake redoubles his efforts to start the car, hoping to floor it and get them out of this mess. It refuses to start for even a second, sputtering and coughing to protest to the pair about its empty tank. Only Jake would pick a Pontiac without gas.

Amy bangs her head against the seat behind her and groans, eyes closed. She’s in for a long day. With one hand, she subtly texts their backup to initiate Plan Strike Team Gamma Pizza Blowout (her birthday gift to Jake seven years ago, when they were still broke, was that he could name all their plans) and get them out of this.

—–

Three days, eleven potted orchids, a well-trained dog, a trip to the Bronx Zoo, eight jars of Nutella, a thrift store evening gown, and thirty-six rounds of Taylor Swift karaoke later, Jake and Amy are safely in the back of an eighteen-wheeler headed towards the airport. Running through their brief captivity in her head, Amy’s pleased – five of the six items were actually part of the plan. That’s a much better ratio than the last time Jake Peralta and Doug Judy were in a room together.

She glances over at Jake, who is almost giddy with excitement at having evaded his nemesis-slash-best-friend yet again. He can’t stop talking about Doug Judy’s idea for a tech startup that provides display-temperature pizza at the push of a button – “Fast-y and Nasty”, as Judy called it. His hair is mussed and hot pink spray paint covers half his face (their escape plan may have gone a bit sideways at the end, she’ll admit), but he still looks adorable. He always looks adorable, much to her deep frustration. Glitter is stuck in her ponytail like sand from the beach, but she’s sure she doesn’t look nearly as kiss-able as her idiot partner.

She saves that thought for another time, though. For now, there’s a plane to catch and cars to steal, and feelings are a waste of time while she’s busy as the mastermind for the best criminal duo in the state. Instead, she leans over and rests her head on his shoulder, letting the truck’s gentle bumping down the interstate relax her while Jake talks about the brilliance of Fievel Goes West.

#brooklyn nine nine #b99 #caroline answers #jake peralta #amy santiago #doug judy #partners in crime au #alright i'm v tired but it was fun to think about!#hope y'all like ittt!!#thanks so much for asking about it!!#my writing #amysartiago #sergeant-santiago

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