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​“buddy, you need to eat this,” quentin says, looking at the mess that julian has already made. he runs a hand through his kids hair, “i swear it’s good see,” he takes a bite of whatever camden and alex’s chef had made for their baby specifically, at this point he would find it insulting not to eat it, but no one was going to blame a two year old for being picky. julian had baby babble before he started to cry, and quentin had picked him up to look for cassie. “personally, we think the food is too fancy for him,” he jokes, rolling his eyes. “maybe you’ll have better luck trying to get him to eat this.” julian had been attached to cassie which made quentin feel insecure but he knew it wasn’t anything personal. “how long do we have to be here anyway?” he whispers, the sterling-knight household wasn’t bad, but it was more proper than what his parents usually had during the holiday season. his grandfather looked like he was a fish out of water during all this and it made him giggle. 

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“Morning, sunshine,” Autumn woke Eli up by placing their one year old on his chest, the baby happily babbling in his own language as his mother curled up next to her husband. “Guess who’s been up since three?” She added in the most fake cheerful voice, poking Quentin’s chubby cheeks with an exhausted smile. “Also, I’m gross and fully need a shower, and you slept through your alarm,” The two of them were truly figuring out parenting one day at a time, and though you��d think a year later they’d have it down, each day brought a new challenge. First, it was the fact that Q wasn’t getting enough milk and not gaining weight, then it was a sleep regression that left all three of them in tears- they were hanging in there, but it was quite the adventure. @crvelxsummers​

eli knew that he was one of the lucky one’s that had a parent to teach him the ropes. he had been ecstatic knowing that his dad wasn’t that many blocks away to help and care for his child. but there was still a part of him that ached for his sibling, kristina to be a part of their child’s life, but he had stop giving hope that she was even alive a long time ago. he had still worked at starbucks but was now doing painting commissions and had quite the following there due to his popularity. but they were still making it by. when autumn wakes them with their son on his chest he smiles looking at the babbly baby that looked so much like the both of them. he wipes away the hair from their kids eyes and looks at autumn. “sorry, i ended up having to stay late at starbucks to fill the stock,” it wasn’t an excuse, but he had looked at his kid and made a face that made them squeal before pressing a kiss to Q’s forehead. “take a shower, i can make us all three a breakfast.” eli was thinking some eggos and eggs with some toast. “what’s your day looking like?”

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“Are the terrible twos over yet? It feels like we’ve been in them for an eternity,” Andy groaned, flopping down onto the couch next to his wife, knowing it would only be for a minute before one of the twins got into something and they had to rescue them again. “We should’ve taken my mom up on being a live in nanny for us, we could be out to dinner right now, with real adults, remember that?” He teased her, knowing they lived in too close quarters to ever be able to have his mother live with them, despite how much she wanted to help. @crvelxsummers​

motherhood was easy for carly, it was the family legacy that held her back. when she had first gotten pregnant her family had completely cut her out of the family, bryon never spoke many words to her, and her mother and father had been disappointed and tried every tactic to get the fact that carly evans, who was once upon a socialite out of the papers. it hadn’t surprised her then, and still didn’t now. after all the pain and grief that adulthood had brought her, she loved her children more than anything and wanted to raise them in a better household than what she had grown up in. when andy sits down on the couch she leans against him, linking their arms and presses a kiss against their cheek. “i don’t mind being a stay at home mom, you know?” carly had dropped out of oxford fast, and was currently still going to school to be an art teacher, something she was still ecstatic about but wouldn’t be until their kids were old enough to go to school. “is it insane to think i want another kid?” carly loved being a mom, she had finally felt like she had a purpose, her heart had so much love to give. “i think we can weasel in a date though. how does saturday sound? i’m sure cam and alex’s babysitter can take on one more night of babysitting.”

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“I don’t like it anymore than you do, babe, but Parker is outgrowing her closet & we don’t have anywhere else to put her when peanut comes,” Haley laughed as she wrapped plates in bubble wrap, surrounded by boxes and various items that needed packed in said boxes while Parker crawled around her playpen. “We knew a one room wasn’t going to work forever,” She added with a small smile, looking around their very first home with teary, green eyes. @crvelxsummers​

they had been in this apartment since their early twenties and having to move out of it had been a lot more difficult than bates could explain. so many things had happened here but it was their first home together. he looks at his daughter and all the boxes they’ve accumulated, their found family had been over many times in the last few days to try and figure out what they wanted to sell and keep and bates had always been something of a pack rat. he looks at all of parker’s stuff that no longer fit her anymore knowing that they needed to get rid of some of the stuff but it had been hard. for someone who lost their brother years ago keeping things was an essential, but he knew that he needed to let some things go. he looks over at his wife and wipes away some tears. “i know,” he laughs, shaking his head. “i didn’t realize moving out of here would be so emotional,” he finally says before sighing. “we can keep a few things can’t we?” he jokes, putting the last bit of parkers old stuff into a box that they were giving away. he had reached into parker’s play pen to grab her and put her on his lap. he loved this little spitfire of a girl, who was always so vocal and bubbly. the very best parts of him and haley.

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“Someone needs to tell my mother that taking two toddlers to the plaza isn’t the fun time she thought it would be. That woman is so out of touch,” Camden announced as he stepped off the elevator with the double stroller, a look of exhaustion on his face. He’d been determined to give Alex some time to herself, which was no easy feat with twins, but it had left him drained and more than a little agitated. “Please tell me you took a nap, watched a movie that didn’t start with a lamp jumping on a letter I, maybe even ate a full meal in peace?” The young man couldn’t help but tease, taking the babies out of the stroller and setting them loose to crawl around on the floor. The nanny’s day off was a stressful day for him, though he knew that it was important to not leave raising his children strictly to a nanny- he was proof enough of that. @crvelxsummers​

being a mom was hard when your mom died before you were even an adult. alex had felt like she was constantly fucking up at the best of times. she had been trying to finish an article that had been set way too late last night and needed most of the morning to polish it. by the time that camden and the kids had gotten back she was more than grateful. a piece of her heart had always went with her children when they were gone, and she had always sent a text wondering how they were doing. she didn’t like the separation but knew for her mental health she had needed the time for herself. she hears the elevator open and quickly gets up from her desk. “can’t say i took much of a nap, i was able to watch a documentary so i guess that’s something.” she had leaned to kiss camden’s forehead. she sat down on the floor, grabbing both of them and pulling them to her. affection had always been a difficult thing, the tenderness she had been afraid of in the beginning was there, it had just taken some time after her postpartum depression. “hi my babies,” she kissed both of their foreheads, but james had wiggled out of her arms to try and play independently. “i got it, if you want to try and get a nap in before i start dinner.” 

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for jacob, who had two wonderful parents who loved him, it was probably insane to hear how her own father had tried to use her; deep down, gemma had always known that neither of her parents had wanted her. she was an accident that they were stuck with, even as a little girl, it was very clear to her. jacob’s words made her pause, her dark eyes filled with tears as he wrapped his arms around her, the solace she found there something she’d never felt anywhere else. she couldn’t remember the last time someone hugged her, but sitting there on the roof completely vulnerable, gemma was surprised by how she welcomed the embrace, instead of roughly shrugging it off. instead of pulling away and making some sharp comment, the blonde allowed herself to breathe and remain in his arms, feeling completely overwhelmed by everything she was feeling. “i don’t know if i’ve ever felt love. i think what i feel with you is the closest i’ve come to it,” it came out without any second thought, she wasn’t sure if it was the cathartic tears she had finally stopped pushing down or the way her heart ached at the way it felt to be held, but the young girl was tired of pushing people away out of fear that she’d get hurt. she had no idea what it meant, the feelings she felt for jacob,  but she meant what she said- she’d never felt love until she met the boy sitting beside her.

jacob had watched his sisters fall in love, and while it was chaotic at times, he knew that they had found their person, through all the trouble and heartbreak, and jacob had watched a bit envious that they had found their people. maybe it was the curse of being the youngest, or some sort of small little fear of self doubt that he would never be as great as his siblings, but there was a genuine fear that no one would love him the way that his parents loved each other—the way his sisters loved their boyfriends—and how everyone in their found family had somebody and it was just him. he had committed himself to work, while his sisters had taken the more creative route with their passions jacob had stuck to law knowing how his mom was and how he wanted to be and he didn’t make time for much else. but when gemma had found their way into their life it was like all the other shit didn’t matter as much, that maybe he had found someone as lonely as he felt. and gemma might have been a little rough around the edges it wasn’t without reason. he listens to her without saying anything, just letting her let it out, but when she says the next thing it’s like all the air leaves his lungs and he’s completely breathless. he knows very well that he could ruin whatever it was that they already had, but she had come to him vulnerable and he thinks that he could give her the same. “gemma,” he says, his voice is low, and he’s wrestling with himself whether or not he should say it, but what’s life if not for a little bit of risk when it comes to matters of the heart? he can hear his dad say. so he takes a breath. “gemma i—i don’t know what it’s like—what you’re going through—and i can’t imagine it, just because i think you’re—i think you’re the best person i’ve ever known... i don’t know why your dad is the way that he is but i do know that he missed out on someone fucking incredible as you. and—and i know that you said you never felt loved but i guess i just—i guess i just wanted to say that i—” they stop themselves now, biting on their lip hard before shaking his head, fuck it, “i love you. and not in the way a friend says it when you’re going through a tough time i mean—i’m in love with you—like all the parts you don’t like about yourself love with you—like i’ll share some of my food love with you in love with you, and i look for you when someone says something funny love with you, and i want to know what you’re doing when you’re not around love with you.”

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it was late by the time ben made it to riley’s door, his hand wrapped with his sweatshirt because it was bleeding. he had been invited to one of those fucking upper east side parties, serving to people who had no damn business doing business with ben. and it had been going fine, before everything started to kick into high gear, some person unable to hold their own liquor or drug of choice, and all of a sudden everything seemed like it was about to come crashing down and ben had to stop himself in his tracks seeing the way one of the kids that had been responsive one moment before he had dropped to the ground. it had been a flashback to his friend that died that did it for him. he had dropped all pretenses and gone to the kids aid, his hand had gotten cut on the glass that he dropped while he attempted to do cpr. and by the time the paramedics came ben knew that there wasn’t much that he could do but just leave. now he was here he knew that he shouldn’t be. his head rested against riley’s door before knocking lightly on it. he didn’t no why over and over again he found himself always coming back to her when he was no good for her, but he did it anyway, because he was selfish and couldn’t remember the last time that he had seen her where it wasn’t their families getting together. 

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his pacing was making her dizzy, and the girl couldn’t help but smile faintly at the way he went over every list he had, several times. “yes, but there’s prepared and then there’s doomsday prepping,” she teased gently. olivia was well aware of how worried james was; she could see it in his expression when he thought she didn’t notice. given their history, and the things james struggled with, it was only natural to be stressed that this huge life event would tip the scales on his recovery and growth. still, she tried her best to convince him that he was doing fine, and they would learn how to be parents as they went. she encouraged him to reach out to his father, and mentioned it to alex briefly over lunch- liv just wanted james to feel as supported and loved as he could while they were getting ready to welcome the baby. squeezing his hand in hers, olivia leaned over and pressed a kiss to his forehead, her free hand on her stomach. “i know. i just don’t want you to over process and start thinking up worst case scenarios. look at our parents- do you think they had a damn clue how to be parents? we all have like one and a half grandparents, so it’s not like they had many examples,” she pointed out with a raised eyebrow. “she already loves her dad, she moves when you talk to her,” olivia grinned.

he hated his brain most of the time, it had felt like there was never a moment of rest. when he was much younger and juvenile he had just learned to work with the chaos that was his brain, but over the last couple of years he knew that he couldn’t do that anymore. but there were times where he craved the chaos, to just give into it because it was easier than having to constantly fight your brain that you can’t do things a certain way anymore no matter how easier it was. but he knew that it would be all worth it, because this was the happiest he had ever been. he chose to be with olivia everyday, just like how he chose a lot of other things to keep this thing between them strong. he had spent a lot of time talking with his dad in the past couple of months, sometimes late at night when he knows that he shouldn’t call but he was the only one that knew exactly how their brains worked. it had humbled him to put in perspective all of what his parents had gone through when they had him and cassie. he felt like he was way in over his head. “if i honest to god start doomsday prepping please feel free to just slap me.” he says jokingly, squeezing her hand now that he’s finally sat down, his other hand rests on her belly, wondering if she’ll do a little kick now that her dad’s finally calmed down a little. “yeah they make it look easy though,” he says with a small laugh knowing that it wasn’t the case at all. their parents barely had parents, and he knew that when it especially came to james he broke just about everyone’s heart back in the day because he could. “she’s going to have so much love,” he thinks with a small smile, feeling something pull at his heart strings. “won’t ever have to worry about anything for the rest of her life.” he bites down on his bottom lip now, before letting out a deep breath that he hadn’t realized he had been holding in. “hey,” he whispers, “we’re going to have so much fun together.” 

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sure, quinn had a job she was currently off ‘sick’ from, and she could’ve left before the sun rose to get home, change, and be at the office. instead, she’d turned off all fourteen of her alarms, emailed her boss that she was unable to come in, and rolled back over into mason’s warm arms. he slept so soundly, once she woke up, she hadn’t had the heart to wake him, and this way she’d had an hour or so of quiet to go over everything going on in her head. if high school quinn could see her, she’d be appalled. skipping out on her job, to spend time with mason scott? but present day quinn knew things that her past self didn’t, and one of those things was that time was precious. losing her father had opened her eyes to the people she truly had in her life, as most of her ‘friends’ went radio silent and slowly phased the redhead out of their lives. it seemed if she wasn’t scheming or partying, they had no interest in her. mason, on the other hand, had somehow always seen the hidden side to her, even back in school when she was awful to him. now, as an adult, quinn could only pray what he saw was still there and worthy of a second chance. the young woman smiled as will beat a not too subtle retreat to his room, and felt a flush spread over her freckled cheeks at the gentle way mason brushed some hair from her eyes. “waffles sound so good. are we ordering in or going out?” quinn inquired, catching his fingers as they fell and toying with them absentmindedly, unconsciously reaching for his touch, for connection.

mason had a hard time understanding still why she wanted to be around him in the first place. mason was everything that will wasn’t—he wasn’t smart like him, or have a steady job, mason was in a band that wasn’t even that great and was always in-between jobs in some kind of way because he could never stick to one thing at a time because his brain couldn’t allow it. if there was one thing he knew about quinn was just about how above average she was—her drive and passion had been the things that he admired most about her. so the fact that she still stayed despite all those things was pretty damn impressive to him. he was just glad that they’re not where they used to be. he had spent nights thinking about this girl and wondering what it was about him that made him so goddamn unlikeable. but she was different now, he understood the ways that grief changed people. he was just glad that she knew now that he was in her corner—he had always been in her corner. “i can show you my dad’s favourite place that he took us when were kids. probably the best place in brooklyn but maybe that’s the nostalgia. also because i know will is just dying to invite addi over,” he rolls his eyes now with a small laugh. 

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kris wasn’t dumb; she knew that everyone close to her in her life worried about her cancer coming back, or something else attacking her weakened immune system. her parents didn’t hover so much now that she didn’t live at home, but there were always curious questions when she’d go home for dinner, or sometimes her brother would text her randomly. it had been hard on miles, she knew, and the worry she saw etched in his features made her heart sink. “i love you, you dork,” the brunette replied softly, a smile tugging at her features despite the throbbing pain in her head. moving over on the couch, she patted the seat next to her and pulled another blanket up from the floor, draping it over his lap. “i probably should eat something, but i’m really nauseous from this migraine. i’ll try to have some,” kris admitted, picking small pieces of bread off her sandwich and nibbling at it while overbearing mothers and crying daughters faced off over wedding dresses. “thank god my mom won’t be like that when i get married,” she couldn’t help but chuckle even imagining her mother in a bridal gown shop.

miles was someone that cared very deeply for the people in his life, and probably to a point where he shouldn’t. he remembers when he was a kid and his siblings had gotten hurt he had wanted to see it for himself to try and understand why it was happening and what he could do so they wouldn’t be hurt anymore. and as he got older and figuring out heart conditions run on his mom’s side of the family and regularly getting checkups it had pretty much solidified a lot of what miles wanted to do when he got older. he didn’t know how much longer he’d be in school but it felt like forever, and maybe none of that would happen if kris was sick again but he wanted to be someone that she could rely on. he knows that it’s stupid to worry because she’s already dealt with this before, but he couldn’t help it. he just loved her and the thought of almost losing her again was overwhelming. “i love you too.” the gnawing feeling in his chest didn’t go away but it subsided sitting down next to her and getting close, their bodies touching. he’s restraining himself to ask how long she’s been in pain, but he doesn’t ask, he just buries it. “maybe it’s because i’m a guy but i honestly don’t understand why people have absolute meltdowns,” he says as his thumb rubs the small patch of skin that it can reach. “although i would pay to see your mom in this element around these particular people.” autumn had intimidated him at first—quite frankly both of her parents did especially when they started dating—but then again, he couldn’t blame them—when she had been in the hospital he never left and it was either very creepy or desperate. “do you think about getting married a lot?” he asks this lightly, and thinks: do you think about getting married a lot to me?

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any example of family that gemma had experienced had all been negative, until haley and bates took her in. in their family, she saw warmth and acceptance that were foreign concepts to her, and maybe she’d foolishly started to hope that she could have that one day. but visiting her father had only been a disappointment, after he asked her to help facilitate a deal outside the prison for him. when the blonde realized that was the reason he’d wanted her to visit, she’d stormed out of the visiting area and sat in the passenger seat the whole way home, completely stoic. haley hadn’t asked, just putting some comforting music on low as they drove, but now with jacob sitting there with those damn brown eyes that seemed to see right through her touch act, she fell apart. tears fell down her cheeks and she crumpled against his chest, tears staining his t-shirt. “he never gave a damn about me, he just wanted me to do shit for him. he didn’t even ask how i settled in, or what i was doing with my life. i just- i should’ve known. i’m angry at myself for expecting anything else from him,” it all came out muffled into his chest, and his arm around her brought her more comfort than her so called family ever had. “fuck him. i just- i don’t know why the hell i thought anything different, i was an idiot,” gemma mumbled.

jacob had known that his family was pretty special, he couldn’t count the amount of friends that jacob had brought home because they needed a safe place to be for the night. and that explained jacob to the t, he was just a person that cared so damn much for people he thought he would drown in it, he didn’t know what made gemma different other than the fact that he would do just about anything to make her smile. it was startling for him to hear how michael just carelessly put her aside as if she wasn’t anything more than a mule to him. he feels that lump in his throat, the one that he didn’t get very often. “we can’t make people love us,” he says, wrapping both arms around her. “even if we want to. and none of that is on you. you didn’t do anything wrong. he’s.... he’s just selfish. and the fact that you have to be the bigger person? it sucks gem. he should want to be here for you. he’s your dad, it makes sense to want more from him.” they gulp down the feeling, pressing a small kiss to the side of her head. “you’re not an idiot for wanting to be loved.” he wants to say, i know because i love you, but he doesn’t say any of that. “but you have us. my family—i mean—you have me.” he shakes his head now, “and we’re—i’m endlessly proud of you.”

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Season 3 Appreciation Week - Episode Edition  

Day 2: favorite tearjerker moment: 3x08 “In the Unlikely Event of Emergency“

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quinn had never shared a room, let alone lived with another adult after she graduated; her apartment was hers alone, with all her small comforts and no awkward morning meetings with anyone. when will mentioned dating her sister, the redhead stopped herself just short of facepalming, remembering lizzie mentioning something about that when they were younger. of course, quinn had derisively made some comments about dating below their social circle, comments she was ashamed of in the present. “right, i remember now. sorry, uh, if this is weird,” quinn mumbled, hiding behind her mug of coffee as it seemed will was doing as well. she was certain that will had his own thoughts about her, remembering how terrible she’d treated his brother when they were younger, and her heart ached at what a mess she’d made of things when she was younger and foolish. “that’s very kind of you, i appreciate it,” she piped up after a few sips of coffee, relieved to hear the bedroom door open and mason come stumbling out, yawning and looking between her and his brother. “i managed,” quinn confirmed with a small smile, scooting over on the couch to make room for mason, setting her mug down and twisting her fingers in her lap. for a girl who had once ruled an entire prep school, this young woman felt out of place, like she wanted to impress but had no idea how. “there was bread for toast, but that’s about it, if you wanted to grab breakfast somewhere,” she offered, knowing in her quest for creamer, she hadn’t even seen any eggs in their fridge.

will and mason had shared rooms their entire lives, and honestly it would be the day when mason can finally move out of his brother’s apartment that he graciously let him room with him again just so he didn’t have to sigh in defeat in having to move back home. but that had been the catalyst for a lot of things mason did. he feared failure so he never did anything that would make him fail. he wasn’t smart like his brother but he did play in a band and knew a thing or two when it came to art, and maybe that’s all he would ever be. so it’s a surprise to him still that she even stayed. he had been half expecting her to leave, figuring she had other important things to tend to and they’d catch up later. he sees his brother shaking his head and laughing it off. “it’s not weird. it is what it is,” plus he had heard a thing or two about lizzie’s interest lately and didn’t think it would be a problem anymore. “seriously, if you just drop in there’s a good chance our parents brought by some dinner they made because they know how useless we are in that area.” mason shifts his eyes for him to go and will graciously takes the hint, taking the coffee and the bag of chips off the counter and heading to his room and making sure that it definitely sounded like it closed. mason rolls his eyes, turning to look at quinn on the couch. “sorry, he’s...” shaking his head, golden boy, “well, that depends. did the toast quench your hunger? i could go for some waffles but i can also just enjoy the day here if that’s what you want.” he reaches out to move some hair sticking to the side of her cheek before dropping his hand again.