i feel like... the day we get to listen to halfway home... that day it's gonna be... i'll remember the first time i listened to it probably.
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listen man, i know and love the “someone ducks out and the others realise how bad they’ve been treating them” angst, or “side blows up at the others to make them realise everything isn’t okay” angst as much as the next guy, but you know what i love more?
thinking about the sides that wouldn’t do anything.
thinking about sides that would stay silent. sides who would suffer because they don’t think their issues are worth it. sides who have gotten so good at pretending that they never get the help they deserve.
i like thinking about patton wallowing in his own sadness. realizing everything he’s done to the others and thinking he’s horrible for it. patton crying in his room in the odd hours of the morning because he thinks- knows, that he doesn’t deserve comfort for what he’s done. feeling even more trash afterwards, because he’s seen how much the others have been through and how lucky he is, so why does he still feel upset?
i like thinking about roman berating himself every time he cries. making himself play the role of a better, more helpful creativity and hating himself every time he talks about what he feels. roman hiding and smiling through his pain, because what kind of selfish, stupid price cares more about their own issues than anyone else? refusing to ask for help or even receive any because until he does something worthy of their attention, he doesn’t deserve it.
i like thinking about logan biting his tongue every time he wants to scream. letting himself drift into the background so that he cant throw a fit and hurt anyone again. logan screaming and tearing apart his room knowing that when it’s over with nothing will change and he’s going to go back to feeling as bad as he was before.
i like thinking about virgil never telling anyone when he panics. sitting there and trying to play off his fear because now that he’s gotten help, surely he doesn’t need them to do anything else for him? having a panic attack alone and needing to calm down and clean himself off after it because he doesn’t want to burden the others any more than he already has.
i like thinking about janus not being able to get up in the mornings. wanting to lay there and never move again because he puts in so much work and gets such little results. janus forcing himself to get up through the gray and talk to the others, forcing himself to not drift off into his safe fuzzy headspace and endureing their name calling and berating, because thomas needs him now and he isn’t allowed to abandon them.
i like thinking about remus putting on a facade. screaming at the others and letting them all think he’s insane so he can hide how bad it makes him feel. remus feeling worthless, unloved, unlovable because everything about him is wrong wrong wrong all the time. remus reinforcing everything they know about him so that they never even bother to question why he does it.
i like thinking about how none of them will ever duck out, because they know it’ll make the other worry. i like thinking about how they all know the others need help, but never know how to.
i like thinking about how one day, its all going to fall apart. and none of them will be ready to pick up the pieces.
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"Hope you're ready for another busy day, Kyrie~!" Lazuli was practically singing as she lifted her daughter up. Giving the little princess a kiss on each cheek before she spun them around.
"We've got to go see uncle Cici and his family again. Ah, but first we need to pick up the treats from Chris'. Hm... maybe pick up some coffee for uncle JJ. He's too busy to talk but we can still give him presents, right? Gotta call Mamy. And Yuuri. Amy and I guess Kaz too... And of course, make sure you get storytime with Mai-hii for your nap. There's just so much to do~"
Checking to make sure she had everything, Lazuli caught a glimpse of a particular portrait. And once she did, she had to stop. Stare at the dark-haired woman a bit longer. The more she looked into those eyes, not too dissimilar to her own, she could feel it. The bubbling of something she'd wished stayed down. The twitch of the muscles in her arm. Compelling her to reach for the earring in her left ear if not for the child in her arms.
Lazuli was sure she hadn't been still that long. But it was long enough for Kyrie to get impatient. Pawing at her mother's face with that misplaced sense of urgency.
"Mama. Go now? Nee donuh!"
A few blinks and whatever spell she was under had broken. And whatever she was feeling was once again shoved down. Giving her daughter an apologetic smile, Lazuli rested her cheek on the top of Kyrie's head. "Ah. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Let's go get you some donuts then~ Then we can go make sure everyone's got some too."
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forget piper, forget preston, forget their storylines. i sincerely hope that when someone asks you about fallout ... THIS is the video you show them.
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