#Midge Weissman

[wonderlandleighleigh]

Ever been a time that Lenny and Joel have to team up for something? Anything. Like defending Midge or even something ridiculous like a partner game at Steiners.

(Grown ass men behaving badly)

Mei takes a deep, clensing breath and closes her eyes for just a moment before opening them and looking at Joel, and then Lenny. "All you have to do," she explains. "Is take the rental van to Abe and Rose's storage unit, load the couch into the rental van, driving the rental van to Moishe and Shirley's house in Queens, unload the couch into Moishe and Shirley's house in Queens, and then drive back."

Neither men respond, neither one particularly pleased about being roped into this.

"Ni dong ma?" Mei asks warily.

"Yes, we understand," Joel grumbles.

"Good. Go."

*****

"Tilt the couch."

"Don't tell me how to tilt the couch."

"Just fucking tilt the-"

"I am tilting!"

"The wrong fucking way!"

"Fuck you, Lenny!"

"Promises, promises," Lenny sneers. "Tilt the fucking couch!"

*****

The drive is mostly silent with music playing softly from the radio.

"How's Midge?" Joel asks.

"Good," Lenny responds.

More silence.

"She drive you nuts yet?" Joel asks.

Alarm bells start to go off in Lenny's head. "In only the best ways," he responds.

More silence.

"She really doesn't do anything that just makes you wanna jump off a bridge?"

"No."

More silence.

"But-"

Lenny groans. "One: Stop talking about the girl I love that way, you're pissing me off. Two: Even if she did exhibit some sort of behavior that annoyed me, we would very simply talk about said behavior: 'Midge, please stop doing that, it's irritating.' 'Okay, Lenny. I'll remember for next time.' Likewise, if I do things that make her want to kill me in my sleep, she would tell me, and I would adjust said behavior to the best of my ability. No one would fuck a fourth-grader or however old Penny fucking Pan was and then run out in the middle of the night like an idiot."

"Hey!"

Lenny turns up the music.

"That's not the way it happened!" Joel shouts over the music.

Lenny rolls his eyes. "I don't know if you noticed!" He calls back. "But I turned up the radio so I wouldn't have to talk to you anymore!"

Joel rolls his own eyes and lets his head hit the passenger's side window with a 'thunk.'

*****

They get the couch into Shirley and Moishe's place and adjust its placement to the best of their abilities.

"Wonderful," Shirley beams. "Now, you boys come into the kitchen for a nosh and some lemonade."

"Sure, Ma."

"That's very kind, thank you," Lenny says. "But actually, if it's all the same to you, we should get back."

"No, we can stay," Joel says pointedly.

Lenny shrugs. "Okay." He pulls the van keys from his pocket and swings them around his index finger as he heads for the front door.

Joel rolls his eyes and follow. "Bye, Ma."

*****

"We coulda stayed," Joel grouses.

Lenny turns up the radio.

*****

When they get back, both Midge and Mei are standing on the sidewalk waiting for them, chatting like they've known each other forever. Like two old friends.

"That wasn't so bad, was it?" Midge smiles as she wraps her arms around Lenny.

"We're going to have a long talk about the definition of 'bad,'" Lenny tells her, kissing her cheek tenderly.

Mei grins and takes the keys from Lenny, before pecking Joel on the lips. "Good job."

"What am I a dog?" Joel asks, pained. "That was terrible."

"You're alive, no one stabbed anyone and we didn't have to bail you two out of jail, it couldn't have been that bad," Mei shrugs. "What did you guys talk about? I bet you had a million questions for him about comedy."

Joel looks away guiltily.

Mei shakes her head. "One of these days, we're going to get you two to talk about something other than the fact that you've fucked the same woman."

"That'd be nice, I'd like that very much," Lenny says, turning to them. "We can talk about anything else. And I mean anything. Drywall. The Yankees. Kafka. Ant farms. I don't care."

"Ant farms?" Midge teases. "That's the best you could come up with?"

"You're the one who told me off, pal," Joel accuses as Mei leads him away by the shirt to go drop the van back off.

"Because you don't know how to stop saying shitty things!" Lenny cries. "Mei! Control your idiot!"

"Between Midge and myself it has yet to be accomplished," Mei smirks. "But I'll work on it."

#fic #au #tmmm #Joel/Me #Midge/Lenny #Lenny Bruce #Joel Maisel #Mei Lin #Midge Weissman

[theresawritesstuff]

Sunday WIP Snippet

Because I feel like sharing more than six sentences 😁

"Good morning, Miss Miriam."

"Morning, Zelda!" Midge turned brightly at the sound of her voice. "Glad to see you're feeling well again."

Zelda eyed the state of her hair and rumpled dress peeking out from beneath her coat with a knowing look.

"You too, Miss Miriam," she replied, smirking softly.

Any happiness for her fell away from Zelda's expression as she spied Midge's footwear.

"What happened to your shoes?"

"Oh." Midge looked down at the water stained satin adorning her feet. "There was a bit of a downpour last night."

"These are not rain shoes," Zelda informed her.

"No but Gene Kelly and Debbie Reynolds made it look like so much fun," Midge grinned to herself.

Zelda tutted, shaking her head.

"I'll see what I can do for them. Leave the wet dancing to Mr. Gene Kelly next time though, yah?" 

Midge nodded, trying and failing to school her expression into something serious. "I'll try my best."

#Sunday snippet #Guess who's coming to Yom Kippur #tmmm fanfic #Midge Weissman #Zelda Mrs Maisel #wip stuff #Spotify

[im-on-your-side-always]

#this made me tear up #abe weissman #midge maisel #the marvelous mrs. maisel #tmmm #mrs maisel s5 #tony shalhoub #rachel brosnahan

[hattersarts]

personally with all the suise & rose content i am currently enjoying the concept of secret suise/rose that midge then finds out about and gets horrifically jealous of but cant communicate that so just breaks their friendship

this is for exactly 4 people

#i will draw midge/suise but that 60min interview had me beating my chest at why they broke up #the marvelous mrs. maisel #midge maisel #rose weissman #susie myerson #tmmm

[slinkpinkiller]

#the marvelous mrs. maisel #tmmm s5 #tmmm spoilers #tmmm #abe weissman #midge maisel #abe is my fave officially

[filministic]

The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel (2017-2023)

#The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel #Mrs. Maisel #Удивительная миссис мейзел #миссис мейзел #tv #Rachel Brosnahan #Miriam Maisel #Midge #Marin Hinkle #Rose Weissman

[lovepollution]

Just thinking about how this photo gives off the kind of father-in-law and son-in-law vibes we deserve to see for Abe and Lenny, but we’ll never get 😩💔

#midge x lenny #lenny x midge #midgelenny #the marvelous mrs. maisel #abe weissman #lenny bruce #midge maisel

[theycallme-thejackal]

Countdown to The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel Season 5

S04E08: How Do You Get to Carnegie Hall?

#midge maisel #miriam maisel #rachel brosnahan #the marvelous mrs. maisel #the marvelous mrs maisel #tmmm edits #tmmm edit #jackal edits #lenny bruce #luke kirby #midgelenny #alex borstein #susie myerson #rose weissman #marin hinkle #abe weissman #tony shalhoub #tmmmcountdown

[mrsmaiselsource]

take the moment and taste it. you've got no reason to be afraid.

#midge maisel #lenny bruce #joel maisel #rose weissman #midgelenny #The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel #the marvelous mrs maisel #tmmm #tmmm edit #tmmmedit #userjackal #by the jackal #usergif #_

[wonderlandleighleigh]

Can you do Abe and Lenny getting drunk together and Midge and Rose finding their hangover asses the next morning?

"LENNY!"

It turns out they've been getting drunk in the same bar the whole night and didn't know it.

Abe on one end of the room with his Voice coworkers, and Lenny, on the other, alone.

He takes a deep breath, and then a long, long drag off his cigarette.

"Abe," he says, turning in his stool, and almost falling off of it.

Right. Drunker than he thought.

"It's so good-It's won'erful to see you, Lenny," Abe tells him. "You should come join us! We're celebrating a bit- a big scoop!"

"That's very nice," Lenny says. "I'm very happy for you, but I'm- I'm fine right here."

"Oh, nonsense-"

"Really, Abe."

Abe frowns and stumbles into the stool next to him. "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

"No, wha's wrong," Abe insists. "I demand to know why the boy my daughter loves is sad."

Lenny coughs on his cigarette and nearly chokes on some booze that makes his way up his throat. He coughs into his sleeve, eyes watering before looking at the older man. "Scuse me?"

"Oh, come on. Subtlety is-Miriam is not a wilting flower of a girl."

"No," Lenny says slowly. "No she is not. But she has made some very questionable business choices lately, and we fought about it."

"Oh. Well. Then make up."

"What?"

"Make up! You told her you disagreed with what she was doing, she's had time to think about it, now go make up!"

"I don't know if it's that-"

"It is," Abe tells him, patting his shoulder. "Relation-...ships are only as complicated as you make them."

"We're not in a relationship, Abe."

"Of course not. Come on. We'll catch a cab."

"Where?"

"Miriam is at home tonight."

"Oh. No. No, no, no."

"Yes. Come on." He tugs on the younger man's arm. "All you have to do is say...you're sorry for being mad, and she'll understand. Miriam is very understanding. Joel schtupped a whole other woman behind her back and she still speaks to him."

Lenny cannot believe he's considering this as an option.

"Oh, god," he groans. "I'm really drunk. And I'm gonna say yes."

"Because you miss her," Abe says.

"Fine."

"And you love her."

"Do not tell her that."

He pays up his tab and stumbles out into the cold with Abe, hailing a cab and heading for the Upper West Side. He knows that this is a wild, stupid, ridiculous idea, but his drunk brain is very excited to see Midge, so he chucks it in the fuck-it bucket and gives in.

In no time, Abe is unlocking the door to their apartment and stumbling inside, Lenny strolling in behind him.

"Miriam!"

Both Miriam and Rose walks out quickly at the sound of Abe's booming voice, looking confused.

"Why is Lenny here?" Rose asks.

Midge looks surprised, but mostly amused. "Yes, Papa. What is Lenny doing here?"

"He's here to say that he's sorry for being harsh with you, Miriam," Abe informs her. "And that he loves you."

Lenny rubs his eyes. "I told him not to say that."

Rose rolls her eyes and snags Abe by the hand. "I am putting him to bed."

"G'night, Abe," Lenny waves.

"Good luck, Lenny!"

And suddenly he's staring down the barrel of a gun.

Not really, it's just Midge's amused, slightly nervous blue eyes.

"Hello," he says.

"Hi," she says slowly. "You wanna come sit down?"

"I should really...go...now that your father has thoroughly embarrassed me," he says awkwardly. "You're clearly busy, and I don't know that I'm actually drunk enough for this conversation."

"You were right," Midge tells him gently. "About me. The hiding. I was. You were right. I'm not doing it anymore."

"Good," Lenny says. "That's great. I'm sorry I yelled. I'm not-sorry it helped. But...I don't like yelling."

"You were mad."

"I was."

"I was dumb."

"But pretty," he offers.

"Oh, I'm always pretty," she waves a playful hand. "You know that."

"I do know that," Lenny concedes. "But I should still...go."

"There's a very nice couch," Midge offers. "I'd offer you Ethan's bed again, but I think that room gave you a nervous breakdown, so..."

"Really...it's very kind, but..."

"Or you could come back to my room, and we could sneak you out to the couch before my parents wake up in the morning."

"Naughty girl."

Midge smirks.

Which is how they wind up making out on her bed before falling asleep together. He's really too drunk for anything else, and when he wakes up in the morning, he finds his hangover isn't as bad as he thought it would be.

He suspects that Midge, tucked in against him, sleeping soundly, has something to do with that.

Well. And the water and aspirin the night before.

Still. This is.

Good.

He tries to shift out of bed, but she grips him tight around the middle.

"Nope," she mutters with her eyes still closed.

"Your parents are gonna be up soon," he whispers.

Midge gives a pathetic, playful little whimper. "Mine."

"Yes, but - parents."

She sighs dramatically and slips her arm away from him, rolling to lie on her back with said arm draped over her eyes. "Fine. Leave me here all alone. In this big bed."

"Why, Miss Weissman. I think you might be trying to seduce me."

She shifts her arm up to look at him with one eye. "Is it working?"

"No. I do not want your mother to walk in here while we're...compromised."

"Good word for a having a hangover."

"Thank you."

He kisses her softly and slowly before stumbling out of bed and heading for the door opening it up and heading quietly into the hallway, only to turn and run right into Rose.

"Uh."

She eyes him warily. "I'm going to ignore which door you just walked out of," she tells him. "And pretend you were using the restroom."

"Okay."

"Coffee?"

"Sure."

She leads him to the kitchen and begins making coffee, while he leans against the doorframe, watching.

"You can sit down, you know."

"I'm afraid I'll fall back asleep if I do," he admits. "I'm sorry about last night. Your husband insisted."

Rose grins wryly. "Abe thinks he's superman when he's drunk. He gets very insistent."

Lenny nods.

"So. You and Miriam."

"Oh, please, please have mercy on my hungover soul," Lenny begs. "I don't have any answers right now."

"I'm merely interested in your intentions."

His intentions are to bed her again as soon as possible, and see where things go from there, but he can't tell that to her mother.

"Do you really love her?" Rose asks.

Does he love Midge? If he's very, very honest with himself (which he is very very bad at), then...yes. He is. Whether he's ready to admit that to other people...

"I could be," he tells her.

"She clearly cares for you," Rose tells him. "Otherwise she would have stuffed you in a cab last night and sent you on your way."

"No, she wouldn't," Lenny says.

Rose grins a little. "No. She wouldn't. But I would."

Lenny nods as he takes a cup of coffee from her. "Thank you."

Rose nods and starts gathering things for breakfast. "Why don't the four of us have dinner this weekend. Abe and I can get to know you better. I can see how good of a match you and Miriam are, and we'll go from there."

"You'd have to- I don't-"

"It's settled. Drink your coffee."

Fuck.

He sips his coffee.

#fic #au #Rose Weissman #Abe Weissman #Midge Weissman #Lenny Bruce #Midge/Lenny #Midge x Lenny #tmmm

[ostruka]

My favorite part of the entire series was Abe and Midge's relationship development <3

5x9 Four minutes

#and Midge and Susie's of course but that goes without saying #the marvelous mrs. maisel #abe weissman #midge maisel

[im-on-your-side-always]

proud parents ❤️

#the marvelous mrs. maisel #tmmm #mrs maisel s5 #abe weissman #rose weissman #tony shalhoub #marin hinkle #they are so damn proud of midge

[cressida-jayoungr]

One Dress a Day Challenge

July: Blue Redux + Green Redux

The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel (s2e6, "Let's Face the Music and Dance") / Rachel Brosnahan as Miriam "Midge" Maisel, Marin Hinkle as Rose Weissman, and Justin Lupe as Astrid Weissman

This scene has multiple blue and green dresses, all of which are distinctive! Midge's dress has an interesting vertical panel of embroidered decoration running through the dress and under the waistband. Rose's dress is knee-length, with a longer net "shell" over the skirt. Astrid's dress is pretty straightforward, but the print is pretty, and it marks the transition between blue and green.

And yes, we're back to the Catskills again.

#the marvelous mrs. maisel #green dresses #blue dresses #rachel brosnahan #marin hinkle #justin lupe #one dress a day challenge #one dress a week challenge #television costumes #tv costumes #1950s style #1950s fashion #donna zakowska #miriam maisel #midge maisel #rose weissman #astrid weissman #green dress #blue dress #mrs maisel season 2 #green redux #blue redux

[theresawritesstuff]

Maisel: An 18 year old Esther announces at Yom Kippur that she’s changing her last name to Weissman-Bruce. Chaos ensues.

So, little personal author fun fact... While my situation was different from Esther's growing up, I very likely would have taken my step father's family name had I not gotten married right out of high school. So stepfather/daughter stuff like this is definitely has a place in my heart.

Love the prompt! Enjoy the chaos ❤️

Yom Kippur 1976

"I changed my name."

The table fell silent for quite possibly the first time in family history. Certainly the first she could remember.

"What?" her mother asked finally, swallowing down her bite of food.

"I changed my last name. I'm not Esther Maisel anymore," she repeated.

More stunned silence followed.

"When?" Mama wondered.

"Just before fall registration. I had been thinking about doing it for a while and it seemed like as good a time as any. Save the hassle of changing it later with school records, signing up for classes, eventual diplomas…"

Papa Abe nodded sagely to himself at her logic. "I do not miss the clerical errors of academia. The number of spelling mistakes I caught at Columbia…"

Pop finally got over his shock enough to speak. Unfortunately.

"What do you mean you changed your name? You're a Maisel."

"Not legally anymore," Esther countered into her wine glass. "At least not according to a lot of paperwork I had to file."

"Don't get smart with me, young lady. This is serious," Pop warned.

"Too late," Chiam muttered under his breath, prompting his mother to choke back a barely stifled laugh.

"What'd she say?" Grandpa Moishe adjusted his hearing aid.

"Esther changed her name," Ethan replied casually, returning to his chicken.

He was the only one who wasn't surprised. 

Because he was the only one who already knew.

Grandpa Moishe nodded, satisfied with the answer. "Oh. Good for you, pumpkin."

"I always thought the matching sibling initials was a weird trend," Grandma Shirley chimed.

"So what are we calling you now? Deborah?" Grandpa asked.

Esther groaned. "God no, there's so many Debbies on campus already."

"Are you one of those transexuals, honey? Because we'll still love you no matter what," Grandma Shirley promised.

Ethan nearly spit his drink across the table, earning a pat on the back from Kitty beside him.

"Just as long as you don't go parading around in an ill fitting suit," Grandpa amended.

"Nope. Still Esther Grandma. Not that kind of name change," she replied.

"How do you two know what a transexual is?" Ethan wondered, fighting back a laugh.

Grandma Shirley's eyes lit up at the chance to tell the tale. "We saw that movie! The one with all the singing and the thrusting. It was very sparkly. I think there were aliens at one point?"

"I don't know. I fell asleep around when Meatloaf showed up," Grandpa admitted, unimpressed.

"We thought we were going to see that new boxing movie."

"It was not about boxing."

"The songs were catchy though!"

"Very catchy."

Susie barely concealed her amusement as she looked pointedly across the table at Mama.

"That's so going in your act," she muttered knowingly.

Mama gave her friend a look. It was true, but not the time.

"You can't just change your last name," Pop insisted indignantly.

Her stepfather scoffed. "Why not? I did."

"Stay out of this, Lenny," Pop barked.

"We're in my house," Lenny reminded him.

"And she's my kid," Pop spat back.

Lenny tossed down his napkin and started to stand, the limits of his patience finally reached.

"Oh shit," Uncle Noah breathed, preparing for a scuffle to break out and looking a bit too excited about it.

Mama put a hand on Lenny's arm in an attempt to keep the peace. "Joel–"

"I changed it to Weissman-Bruce," Esther blurted over the mounting chaos, bringing the table to another uncharacteristic standstill.

"What?" Pop looked like he might have an aneurism.

"Really?"

Esther turned at the awe in her stepfather's voice.

"Yes."

Lenny swallowed, his eyes getting misty as Mama squeezed his hand, looking between the two equally touched.

Oh shit. Of all the people she expected to cry during the course of this conversation, her money had not been on Lenny. 

Herself, maybe. 

Grandma Shirley had been the front runner. But Lenny…

"Cool. Welcome to Team Hyphen," her little sister Lilah quipped, looking up from her book.

Esther couldn't help the breathless laugh that escaped her. "Thanks Birdie," she whispered.

"We'll teach you the secret handshake later," Ari offered, earning himself a light smack on the back of the head from Mei.

He gave Esther a wink across the table all the same, the lovable little mensch.

She smiled and gave him a nod in agreement.

It would have been so easy to resent her half sibling, to blame him for the way her relationship with their father had disintegrated over the years, for taking him away from her and Ethan. 

But she was smarter than that. She'd learned pretty quickly that the kids aren't the ones responsible for their parents' choices. 

And frankly she'd take her little brother over Pop just about any day of the week these days.

"You traded my name for his?" Pop growled, gesturing derisively to Lenny.

Mei turned to glare at him. "Joel–"

But Lenny wasn't the only one done with putting up with Joel Maisel for the evening.

"For fucks sake Pop, not everything is about you!" she cried.

"Language, young lady," Grandma Shirley gasped.

She barely registered the rebuke, venting, "It's not like I'm the only one left to carry on the family name for the next generation or some bullshit. You've got two sons. That's their job!"

Ethan looked up mid-bite. "It is?"

"That and dispatching really big bugs," Kitty confirmed in mock sympathy.

"Esther!" Grandma Rose reprimanded.

She rolled her eyes. "Grandma please. I was raised by two of the most foul mouthed entertainers in the country and had Susie as one of my primary babysitters. That is not the worst thing that has been said by a member of this family by a longshot."

"Why am I getting dragged into this?" Susie wondered through a bite of kugel.

Ari looked up. "Wait, what's our job?"

"Procreation and extermination, apparently," Ethan chuckled.

"College first," Mei reminded him in a veiled warning.

"What brought this about?" Mama wondered gently.

Esther exhaled a sigh. "I just…I'm going to be a scientist someday. And Mama, as much as I respect the work you've done to build your career, I can't walk into every classroom, interview, and workplace and hear 'oh hey just like the foxy comedienne who tells all those dick jokes! Say, you kind of look like her too'. I just can't. It's already hard enough getting anyone to take me seriously. I have always been a Weissman anyway. Papa Abe has said so since before I could read. It will make things easier and it just…felt right. So I did it. I didn't know how to tell you before."

"It's okay sweetie," her mother reassured her, taking her hand.

"So why tack Bruce on the end? People know his name too, you know. Why not just leave it at Weissman?" Pop demanded.

Her mother glared at him.

"You wanna know why?" Esther laughed mirthlessly. "Because he's earned it. I've earned it. Lenny has been more of a father to me in the past 14 years than you ever have been."

"What are you talking about? I've been there for you!"

"You've been in Chicago on and off for almost my entire childhood!"

She shook her head, so fed up she wasn't sure if she wanted to laugh or cry.

"And you know what? I get it. You felt like you had to follow Mei when she got her residency because of true love or whatever and yeah Mei is amazing. I get you not wanting to give up on that. And then Ari came along and that made things complicated. I get that part now.  But as a little kid all I knew then was that Daddy left. Again."

To his credit, Pop did look genuinely pained by her reply. "I split my time as best I could..."

"For a while, yeah," she admitted. "But it only took a few years before it felt like you stopped trying. Even when you were here it never felt like you cared. You'd check in with Ethan but sometimes I wondered if you even remembered I was there. And don't say you didn't know how to talk to me because you never even tried. Meanwhile, Lenny…" 

She blinked back tears thinking about all this so openly. "God, even when he was going through hell fighting for his career, dodging obscenity convictions by the skin of his teeth, staying sober when it would have been so much easier to fall off the wagon, he always was there for us when we needed him. He always cared. Always. And he never once stopped trying to do right by our family. He's the one who actually taught me how to ride a bike instead of just saying 'here watch your brother do it'. He's the one who helped me with my debate homework when the thought of public speaking made me want to hurl and let me talk his ear off about music and dumb science fiction novels and what Karen said in home economics and didn't laugh when I had to wear headgear for six months. I had braces by the way. But you wouldn't know that because you ran off to Chicago and left us."

"Esther…"

"I visited. I called. I'm here now. I–"

"So that just makes it all okay? I'm supposed to feel grateful? Honored to share your name because you decided to waltz back to New York now that Ethan's back stateside?"

She shook her head, getting up from the table.

"I'm still your father."

"No. No you're not."

"Esther."

"I need some air."

"Esther!"

"Joel." Mei put a hand on his arm. "Let her go."

It was Susie who eventually broke the silence, reaching for another piece of challah.

"You guys always did know how to throw one hell of a break fast."

The fall air was a welcome reprieve from inside as she collected herself on the fire escape. 

"Room out here for one more?"

She smiled slightly as Lenny came to sit beside her on the cool metal.

They let the sounds of the city fill the silence between them, Esther eventually letting herself slump against his shoulder.

"I didn't mean to tell everyone like that. It just…" 

"It's okay, sweetie," he murmured, wrapping an arm around her.

She nodded, sniffling as she wiped at her face with the back of her hand. "I don't care what he thinks. As far as I'm concerned he lost his fathering privileges a long time ago."

"You're an adult now. You get to decide what your relationship with him looks like."

She nodded again. Somehow it didn't make her feel better.

"What you said back there…"

"I know you haven't always been perfect but at least you've always tried. You did the work. You never stopped trying to be there for us. And you've owned up to your mistakes. I don't think he's ever done that."

She swallowed, looking up at him shyly.

"Is…is it too late to ask if I can call you Dad?"

Lenny smiled softly, hugging her tighter. "You can call me whatever you want. But Dad would be pretty fucking great."

"I've wanted to for a long time," she admitted. "I did once. Not to you, just to myself for a little while. Trying it out in my head back when you and Mama first got married. I slipped up and called you dad when I was talking to him over about… I don't know, some plans we had for the weekend or whatever. He took it about like he did back there on a smaller scale. I still wanted to call you Dad but I was little and wasn't brave enough to stand up to him. I was afraid I'd slip up and set him off. I guess I grew out of that."

"You and your mother sure know how to throw down a tirade when someone pushes you hard enough, I'll give you that," he chuckled. "But I'm proud of you for standing your ground. I mean it."

"He just makes me so mad sometimes. The way he just pretends everything is fine and normal no matter how long it's been."

"Oh I get it." Lenny shook his head. "We've had a tenuous truce over the years for the sake of you kids but…"

He let out a sigh through his nose.

"For what it's worth, I've always considered you and your brother my kids, no matter what you called me. Just as much as Kitty and Lilah."

"I know."

"You gonna be okay?"

Esther nodded. "Yeah."

He leaned over to kiss her hair before getting to his feet. "Love you."

He paused at the window before climbing in.

"I'm not saying you have to forgive him or let him in your life in any capacity you don't want to…But try not to stay too mad at him forever. It's not good for your health."

She heaved a tired sigh, knowing he was right.

"Maybe just a little longer?"

Lenny chuckled. "Okay. You've earned it."

"Hey...Will you let me know when he's gone so I can have some honey cake?"

Lenny nodded. "I'll send someone out with a big slice in a few minutes. That way you don't have to fight Susie for the last bit."

She smiled genuinely at that.

"Thanks Dad."

Lenny nodded, looking a little watery again at hearing her say it. 

Finally.

"No problem kiddo."

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The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel (2017-2023)

#The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel #Mrs. Maisel #Удивительная миссис мейзел #миссис мейзел #tv #Rachel Brosnahan #Miriam Maisel #Midge #Alex Borstein #Susie Myerson #Tony Shalhoub #Abe Weissman #Michael Zegen #Joel Maisel #Marin Hinkle #Rose Weissman #Luke Kirby #Lenny Bruce

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Midge Maisel is a complicated character to me. I don't think I'll forgive her for what she did to Shy Baldwin, and I think her self centeredness is infuriating but I guess I want her to be happy so yayy Season 6 haha. It was no surprise to me that Esther and Ethan didn't enjoy her as a mother

Susie deserved everything and more for how hardworking and loyal she was. Literally no one hustled more than she did! I'm so happy she got her happily ever after

I guess Joel and Midge end up happy? I'm just glad that Mei had an abortion instead of tying herself to his loser ass. Honestly Joel and Midge deserve each other so it's for the best. Gordon Ford was hilarious and clearly Midge wasn't interested in being with him that way, Lenny Bruce has a tragic ending, and Benjamin straight up just deserved better so why not!

As for the side characters - Abe Weissman will forever be my favorite. He is probably the funniest person in the entire show. His interactions with Ethan and Esther this season cracked me all the way up. Plus his growth in recognising how unfair he had been to Midge growing up, brought me to tears! Rose was good to but have less to say about her.

Zelda's husband was my favorite this season's imply for telling Zelda to free herself from the Weisman chains!

Overall it was a great season but I'm still side eyeing all of Midge and Susan's big falling out. You can listen to more of our thoughts on YouTube! Lets us know what you think in the comments

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