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cynameru · 7 months ago
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ok so i have been binging the kitty cartoon....... meow ^__^
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babyboxshop · 1 year ago
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Baby's First Gifts: Thoughtful Presents for the New Arrival
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yepsnewborn · 2 years ago
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Amigurumi Rabbit Set, Newborn Crochet Sleeping Friend Box, Hand Knitted Baby Set, Handmade Newborn Shoes, Baby Animal Doll, Baby Shower Gift
Introducing our adorable Amigurumi Rabbit Set, a perfect companion for your little one's sweetest dreams. This charming ensemble includes a beautifully hand-crocheted baby blanket measuring 80x100 cm, a lovable amigurumi rabbit doll, a cozy sleeping friend, and a pair of hand-knitted baby shoes suitable for ages 0 to 12 months. Crafted with love and care, this handmade baby set is an ideal gift for baby showers, celebrating the arrival of a new bundle of joy. Wrap your precious baby in comfort and companionship with this thoughtfully designed collection that captures the essence of cuddles and warmth.
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bethelhope · 2 years ago
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https://www.seattletimes.com/seattle-news/health/florida-fight-over-baby-boxes-part-of-bigger-culture-war/
Baby boxes, so beloved by those who oppose abortion, are a poor alternative to in-person surrender of infants.
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theevidenceileave · 2 months ago
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Buck moving into Eddie's house to "take care of it" until Eddie comes back, still holding out hope regardless.
He has to bring his stuff over from the loft. Obviously, but he keeps it separate because he doesn't feel like he should disrupt their (Chris and Eddie's) space.
But Eddie stays in Texas and he gives Buck free reign on his house and it hurts his heart but Buck starts finding it easier and easier to change things around because Eddie's house has always felt like home, of course he's gonna take care of it
Even though Eddie's not there.
And then Buck runs into Tommy, who's well meaning but still hurtful when he says this sounds too similar to the Abby situation - Buck acting like a ghost in a house that isn't his, waiting for someone to come back who might not. And Tommy would know, wouldn't he? He just wants better for Buck because he's not evil, but Buck bristles at the idea because Eddie is nothing like Abby, ok? He's everything, and he loves Buck (he said so!), and he's not leaving forever he's just figuring some things ou-
Oh.
That gets Buck where it hurts, and he realizes not for the first time how much he loves Eddie, needs him, and he can't just sit with this on his mind. So he bakes. And he cleans. And he starts moving himself around. He's not a ghost - he's alive and full of love he doesn't know where to put, so he directs it to the house.
If Stress Baker Buck was bad, Interior Designer Buck is a whole other level. His old stuff is moved in and put away, and the cabinets are reorganized. Pictures all over the walls of him and Chris and Eddie and the rest of their family. New paint on the walls, new rug on the floor. Same couch.
Most of Eddie and Chris's things stay. He takes what Eddie's left behind and cleans it, putting them back in their rightful place. With how much he took with him to El Paso, there's enough space in the drawers and closet for Buck's clothes to sit next to Eddie's, and Buck thinks he shouldn't love the way their socks look folded up next to each other as much as he does.
And Chris's room has been mostly untouched since he left, Eddie needing to sit there some days to find comfort in the mess Chris left behind. Eddie had taken some things with him when he left, hoping it'll bring Chris familiarity, and the rest Buck takes himself to sit with him in Eddie's (no, his) closet. A babybox of sorts, because he may not have known Chris when he was a baby but he's Buck's baby regardless, and this small collection of pictures and toys and too-small t shirts is all he has of him right now.
He doesn't tell Eddie. He can't tell Eddie, not because he's afraid he overstepped, but because he'd have explain to him why he chose a paint color exciting enough for Chris and muted enough for Eddie, deciding on a rich color they'd all love. He'd have to explain why Chris's drawing of "family" from when he was 9 is centered on the wall, surrounded by real photos of him and Eddie and Shannon and Buck with wide smiles and heart frames. He'd have to explain why he gets a dog, names it Krypto after his Superman and chooses a breed he knows is good with kids. Why he trains the dog to become a service animal for someone with physical disabilities.
He can't explain without being horribly, terribly obvious, so he doesn't.
But he'll have to, eventually, and sooner than he thinks because Eddie and Chris are coming home to surprise him.
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babiebom · 2 years ago
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Dbd Killers as Nicknames my friends and I use in game
A/N: because i think. I only have like one thing posted for dbd. These are the Male Killers!
Tw:maybe cursing? None? Slight sexualization of certain killers?
Genre:headcanons? Or written like headcanons at least
Wc: maybe 3+ for each killer?
The Trapper/Evan Macmillan
Has no nickname
Is just "the trapper"
Always said in a panic tho
Is usually called a "stupid stupid man"
The Clown/Jeffrey Hawk
"Oh it's *imitation of him coughing*"
His nickname is just us coughing in gross ways
Also "you absolute baboon" by when we're upset
The Ghostface/Danny "Jed Olsen" Johnson
My boyfriend
I exclusively call him this
Everyone else says "oh no your boyfriend is here"
Or we call him Ghost-a Fa-che in really bad italian accents
The Executioner/Pyramid Head
Conehead
Forgot the word pyramid
Also trianglehead
Usually proceeded or followed by "ewwwwww why is he sludging up the place????"
The Twins/Victor Deshayes
Ugly little baby
We forgot that he is not really a baby
We also call him Viktor Vector
Usually followed by "kill her little baby"
Or "stomp on himmmmm"
Then "yeah that's what you get you ugly baby"
The Mastermind/Albert Wesker
Lil Kitty Meow Meow
Bc I accidentally called him whisker
And that reminded me of the Lil kitty meow meow meme
Is usually followed by his "urgh" when he does the dashy thing
The Nemesis/Nemesis
Nemesussy
It was a slip of the tongue that stuck
I also call him Thanos half the time
I forget his name and panic
Then call him Thanos because big purple man
Usually proceeded by "oh god it's Thanos I can see his stupid little zombies"
The Doctor/Herman Carter
Has no nickname but is usually called out by saying "sorry I can't talk right now he's ELECTROCUTING ME"
followed by imitations of his laugh
The Legion/Frank&Joey
I do not know how to write this
It's literally just The Legion but pronounced with a very bad French accent
Also Franklin or Frankie-boy
And Josepher and "which one is this one again"
The Trickster/Jiwoon Hak
We either call him Trickster
Or Jungkook from Bts(yes this whole thing)
Is usually followed by "bob and weave and bob and weave"
Or is followed by "please dont kamsahamnida me"
The Wraith/ Phillip Ojomo
Bing Bong
Because when he hits his little thing it goes Bing Bong
Usually proceeded by "oh god" and "please don't be bingbong"
Usually followed by "oh god where did he go"
The Hillbilly/ Max Thompson Jr
We just call him by Max
I usually call him Maxie-poo
Cute
The Cannibal/ Bubba Sawyer
Like Max we just call Bubba by Bubba
Bubba is a cute nickname in of itself
The Oni/Kazan Yamaoka
Onigiri
Because I said "Oni? Like onigiri?"
Followed by screaming or "someone stop him he's eating my blood"
The Deathslinger/Caleb Quinn
Rootie tootie mcshooty shooty
Because it's funny
Also sometimes call him the hashslinger
Or hashslinging slashed
From spongebob because we again forgot his name
The Shape/Michael Myers
Miku Miku
Because I panicked when I saw him and could not speak or remember his name for the life of me
Usually followed by "oh god this is gonna be a bad match"
Also followed by singing the song but only by saying Bing and bong.
The Nightmare/Freddy Kreuger
"Ew its stupid what's his face....sleepytime....nightnight"
Has no real nickname because we're not happy to see him
"Why is there blood coming out of this...oh."
"Haha your neck is bent weird"
The Blight/Talbot Grimes
Incoherent screaming
Literally it's "uhhhh HA HUHHHH WHA HELP"
Followed by "why is he so fast?"
Or is called speedy Gonzales or Sonic
The Knight/Tarhos Kovács
I have accidentally called him the borgo
We also just call him the knight or just scream
The Cenobite/Elliot Spencer
Pinhead
I find it funny that that is an actual name for him
Because we usually call him that
The Demogorgon(?)
Or "stupid pinhead" but you get the gist
Also BabyBox
Bad doggie
He is a dog that is bad because he keeps biting me with his weird little face
The Dredge(?)
Is this thing a male? Idk but it counts
Again we are bad at remembering names
Half the time he is called the sludge
Usually followed by "why is it nighttime"
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theevidenceileave · 2 months ago
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Buck moving into Eddie's house to "take care of it" until Eddie comes back, still holding out hope regardless.
He has to bring his stuff over from the loft. Obviously, but he keeps it separate because he doesn't feel like he should disrupt their (Chris and Eddie's) space.
But Eddie stays in Texas and he gives Buck free reign on his house and it hurts his heart but Buck starts finding it easier and easier to change things around because Eddie's house has always felt like home, of course he's gonna take care of it
Even though Eddie's not there.
And then Buck runs into Tommy, who's well meaning but still hurtful when he says this sounds too similar to the Abby situation - Buck acting like a ghost in a house that isn't his, waiting for someone to come back who might not. And Tommy would know, wouldn't he? He just wants better for Buck because he's not evil, but Buck bristles at the idea because Eddie is nothing like Abby, ok? He's everything, and he loves Buck (he said so!), and he's not leaving forever he's just figuring some things ou-
Oh.
That gets Buck where it hurts, and he realizes not for the first time how much he loves Eddie, needs him, and he can't just sit with this on his mind. So he bakes. And he cleans. And he starts moving himself around. He's not a ghost - he's alive and full of love he doesn't know where to put, so he directs it to the house.
If Stress Baker Buck was bad, Interior Designer Buck is a whole other level. His old stuff is moved in and put away, and the cabinets are reorganized. Pictures all over the walls of him and Chris and Eddie and the rest of their family. New paint on the walls, new rug on the floor. Same couch.
Most of Eddie and Chris's things stay. He takes what Eddie's left behind and cleans it, putting them back in their rightful place. With how much he took with him to El Paso, there's enough space in the drawers and closet for Buck's clothes to sit next to Eddie's, and Buck thinks he shouldn't love the way their socks look folded up next to each other as much as he does.
And Chris's room has been mostly untouched since he left, Eddie needing to sit there some days to find comfort in the mess Chris left behind. Eddie had taken some things with him when he left, hoping it'll bring Chris familiarity, and the rest Buck takes himself to sit with him in Eddie's (no, his) closet. A babybox of sorts, because he may not have known Chris when he was a baby but he's Buck's baby regardless, and this small collection of pictures and toys and too-small t shirts is all he has of him right now.
He doesn't tell Eddie. He can't tell Eddie, not because he's afraid he overstepped, but because he'd have explain to him why he chose a paint color exciting enough for Chris and muted enough for Eddie, deciding on a rich color they'd all love. He'd have to explain why Chris's drawing of "family" from when he was 9 is centered on the wall, surrounded by real photos of him and Eddie and Shannon and Buck with wide smiles and heart frames. He'd have to explain why he gets a dog, names it Krypto after his Superman and chooses a breed he knows is good with kids. Why he trains the dog to become a service animal for someone with physical disabilities.
He can't explain without being horribly, terribly obvious, so he doesn't.
But he'll have to, eventually, and sooner than he thinks because Eddie and Chris are coming home to surprise him.
in my little fantasy world where buck moves into eddie’s house while he’s gone, buck keeps referring to everything as eddie’s (i’m at your house, i’m on your couch, i’m in your kitchen, etc), and eddie still hasn’t figured out his feelings but he finds this strangely frustrating. one day eddie finally corrects him (buck, it’s your kitchen), and he means something like “it’s our kitchen,” but he hasn’t found the words for that. and of course, to buck, it sounds like a confirmation that eddie’s never coming back.
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ivy-meshle · 2 months ago
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I FINALLY GOT A VIDEO WITH THE START OF THE AD LOOK AT THIS SHIT. and you just know there is no goddamn worldbuilding about why the fucking babyboxes are a thing 😔
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allmothsdied · 3 months ago
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It hurts,
Knowing you care most about my souless body
Giving you child that should never be even born
Than me harming that same body so it would be possible
Than my insides writhes in agony and me crying on the bathroom floor
Now I know overdosing with laxatives over and over
Doesn't go together with contraception
And one lost little life is more than enough
It still fucking hurts, you know, I can't overcome it
No one can wash the blood out of my hands
But to you, none of it does matter, if I'm slowly killing myself by drinking poison
If it could get me pregnant, against my will,
If it may disrupt functionality of that everyday stupid pill
You want my dying body to die once more
For your dreams - those not involving my soul
See me break after you ask me to be yours
When there's nothing more to take
It hurts,
Wanting me to give you everything I have not
Not standing firmly on the ground, letting me the one to say and feel and think all the no's
Leaving the pain on me
You're dreaming and talking, hurting me with everything I can't have,
Hurting me with words, with already painfully broken hopes
While I have to remain silent so the blue feeling
Will stick only onto me
It still fucking hurts,
Making me your whore and mistress after,
Then wanting to make me your babybox, without ever making me yours before
But I can't say a fucking word - it may makes you uncomfortable
But my feelings aren't important
And I promise you, I won't ever let you be father,
Even if I ever birth the child that's yours
Cause you already tortured a murder it's mother
And she destroyed her body and soul
It would killed her to have a life in her stomach
But you still don't believe you care about my uterus, more than you care about me
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babyboxshop · 1 year ago
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Gift-Giving Made Elegant: Why BabyBox Shop is a Perfect Choice
Searching for elegant gifts for your newborn babies but feel a little bit overwhelmed. Don’t worry, BabyBox Shop is the perfect choice for you. A new baby is a priceless gift, and they love to help you in your grand celebrations. In this blog, we discuss why you consider them a celebration buddy. Read more :- https://medium.com/@babyboxshopuk/gift-giving-made-elegant-why-babybox-shop-is-a-perfect-choice-d8e2f7b168b1
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seekerslearnings · 2 years ago
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Babybox : S. Korea's Paradox of Low Birth rate | Undercover Korea
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aceofsakura · 5 months ago
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Babybox
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I love him. He’s my fav lil guy. My boy. Have i said I love him? He’s my lil guy (also Poppy cameo too cuz I just feel like it. She’s humming Boxten’s fav tune to help him sleep)
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olympicboxingtarn · 4 years ago
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#Boxing Aujourd’hui séance avec les 6-10ans 🥊 #OlympicBoxingTarn #BabyBoxe #BoxeEducative #VilleDeLavaur #Tarn #Occitanie https://www.instagram.com/p/CPWBXNVj8ZH/?utm_medium=tumblr
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suzukimoeko · 2 years ago
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5月にBABY BOX projectの企画でワークショップを開催します! ワークショップ用にアレンジしたBABY BOXのモビールを、みんなでワイワイ作りましょう!今回私は講師を務めさせて頂きます。 内容としては、遠州織物のタッセルと浜松産ヒノキを結んで、お子様の名前をスタンプしたり、BABY BOXのマークである➕を貼ったりして、オリジナルのモビールを作るワークショップです。 度々お知らせしていたBABY BOXですが、まだ情報の開示と予約販売のみの状態でした。今回は皆さんにBABY BOX製品の特徴である 良質で心地よい手触り をお伝えできる機会となります。 BABY BOXに興味があったけど、どんなものだか触ってみてから検討したかった…という方には是非! 当日にBABY BOXのご購入も可能です。 会場のHome HAMAMATSUさんのサイトより、ご予約できます。 以下Homeさんの詳細をリポストしますので、チェックしてみてください。 どうぞよろしくお願い致します! Repost @home.hamamatsu with @use.repost ・・・ 🎁 \ 5/15㈪・20㈯ 開催 / 「モビールづくりワークショップ」 ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ さまざまな形とカラフルなパーツ をえらんで、世界にひとつ あなただけのモビールをつくろう! ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ 幾何学とタッセルが印象的�� 紐でパーツをつなげたモビールです。 赤ちゃんの誕生のお祝いや、 部屋を彩るインテリアにも。 𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃 𓎤𓅮 Home × 鈴木萌子 × BABYBOX project 『あなただけのモビールを作ろう!』 【日時】5/15㈪・20㈯ 10:00-/11:00-/13:00-/14:00- 【対象】妊娠中の方、 または0,1歳児のお子さんをもつご家族の方 【年齢】4歳以上 ※小学生以下のお子さんは保護者の方と同伴でお願いします 【定員】各回 5 組 【料金】1,500円(税込) 【講師】鈴木萌子さん @mmmoekoo 【申込締切】 5/18(木) ※満席となり次第、受付終了いたします 𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃𓂃 𓎤𓅮 . ※当ワークショップは、 「はままつBABYBOX」発売開始記念として開催します。 . はままつBABYBOXとは、 遠州織物を使用したベビー用品の詰め合わせセットです。 フィンランド発祥の育児支援施策「ベビーボックス」 をヒントに、講師の鈴木萌子さんを含む浜松の クリエーター団体「BABY BOX Supporters」が 浜松オリジナルのベビーボックスを開発。 このたび、発売開始記念としてワークショップを 開催します。 ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ 👶お子様連れでも参加しやすい会場です 付き添いの方のご来場もOK! 🔹ベビーカーでの入店OK 🔹おむつ替えシート・授乳室完備 🔹キッズチェアあり 🔹キッズスペースのご利用可 ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ . . 🚩 お申込・詳細はこちら🚩 ❶ @home.hamamatsu (上記インスタのアカウントをクリック!) ❷(▼イベント・キッズスペース申込は⬇️のURL をクリック!) enshu-home.com/event/ ❸[ワークショップ ]より イベントページへ! https://www.enshu-home.com/event/15417/ . . _____________ #homehamamatsu #hamamatsu #babybox #遠州織物 #プレパパママ #子育てママと繋がりたい . #hamamatsubabyboxproject #浜松 #babybox #ベイビーボックス #静岡県 #遠州織物 #地場産業 #育児支援 . #ベビー用品 #ベビー用品準備 #出産祝い #出産準備購入品 #出産祝い欲しいもの #出産祝いにオススメ . #浜北キッズスペース #mokumoku_house #鈴三材木店 #suzusan #暮らすを楽しむ #遠州で家づくり (Home HAMAMATSU) https://www.instagram.com/p/CqL9vi2yUGX/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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leohunter2020 · 1 year ago
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Leo was really distant as they walked in the house, it was extremely hard being back. Looking at all the pictures on the wall of what seemed to be a happy family, except, Leo was rarely smiling on them. The once where he smiled, he was really young, as he got older, his smiles got more and more rare. The house looked pretty much just like when he lived here. The same couches, same tv even, Same decorations, pictures, everything looked the same, it smelled the same and Leo was getting more and more nauseous by the second. " yeah okay, i really dont wanna go there so that would be good" he confiremd. " just remember, if you can only get one thing, pleace grab my babybox, it has my handprint and footprint on the side from when i was a new born" he reminded his husband. Leo didnt squeese back but feeling Isaiah made him feel a little bit better tho this one time, Isaiah couldnt make him feel safe. Leo would never be able to feel safe within these walls. " okay, i´ll scream" Leo assured Isaiah and watched him go down in the dark basement. For a while Leo just looked down there, he was frozen but eventually snapped out of it. He slowly made his way to his bedroom, tiptoeing to not wake his father like he used to do. It wasnt that it was needed seeing as the man wasnt home, but it was burnt into him, be invisible, that was the best way to survife.
Leo stood in the middle of his room and looked around, what was it again that he needed' He couldnt think, he just stood there in the middle of the room completel blank. He reached for his phone and opened the list. He then started getting his things, thankfully his parnents didnt seem to have changed anything in his room. He got out his suitcase and packed his valuabled, some photo albums, jewlery, things that were memories from his childhood, but just the good memories like things he had made with his friends. some trophies and so on. He then grabbed his guitar which was something he had really wanted to get, he hadnt played in years but he wanted to start again he put it in its case but as he closed it he heard someone behind him.
Leo turned around only to see his father. His nightmare, the devil. Leo couldnt make a sound, he opened his mouth but nothing came out. He just stood there like a deer in the headlights. Next thing he knows, his father closed the door and locked it using all three locks. The man then moved closer to him and out came his belt. A belt with a huge buckle on it. Leo wanted to scream for his husbands help but he couldnt. His father then went at him, and for the first few hits, he was quiet, it stung so bad, he could feel how it cut his skin. Thats when he heard his husband on the other side of the door. " ZAYA, HELP!! I know he did but help me zaya help" was all he managed to yell before the belt hit him again and he screamed in pain. First time he made a sound, he knew his father wouldnt like it and he could see him fuming, before Leo knew it, his fathers fist hit his head so hard that Leo fell, hitting his head on the corner of his desk, knocking him out in the process but that didnt stop his father from going to town.
The woman was short, Leo sure did not get his height from his mother. When Isaiah spoke, she stepped out to face him, she let him talk and then just nodded " there is nothing anyone can do. That man is an angry man. Try to stop him and you will get hurt" she said knowing there was no point, she had stopped trying years ago, he always got what he wanted in the end anyways so she had figured going with it was the best way and sadly she believed that was the only way as well. The woman had given up on trying, she was just getting by day by day. She knew she had done her son wrong and deep down she beat herself up about it, she had many regrets and she knew she could never fix it. The woman hesitated for a long time before she looked back at Isaiah. " your going to hurt yourself if you keep doing that, young man" she told him and just like that she walked away.
She however came back a few minutes later and walked back up to Isaiah. " if he asks, i did not give you these, you found them in the key house" he told Isaiah and handed him a keychain with three keys, one for each lock on the door to Leos room. She wasnt going to open it, she wasnt going to try to stop her husband, but this was her way of telling Leo she was sorry " please take care of my son" she then said before walking back to where Isaiah had first seen her.
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Isaiah already hated Leo's parents house because of the trauma he knew that his husband went through within it's walls. His heart hurt when he pictured a younger Leo fearing to go back to the one place that should've been his security blanket. Isaiah couldn't stand Leo's parents and would never forgive them for hurting Leo. Nobody should've gone through what they'd put his husband through as a child. Anger was seeping from Isaiah's veins as he looked around at the décor in the place. "Yeah, I'll go down there and grab your things. I'd rather that you didn't go in there." The basement was the place that Leo got hurt - (mostly) Isaiah assumed from prior conversations with his husband. He didn't want Leo reliving thoughts in that room. Isaiah squeezed Leo's hand one last time. "You scream for me if you need me, okay? I'll come running up the stairs as fast as my legs can take me."
With that, Isaiah started to open the basement door which lead him to some stairs that started descending into a pitch black room. He reached out a hand and flicked the switch which lit up the room dim. It's at that moment that he noticed some belts hanging from the rafter's of the building: different colours, different sizes, ones with buckles and ones with studs. His heart clenched at the sight of them. Isaiah knew the damage those fucking things could cause because his husband's back was covered in welts from his father smacking him across the back with them. The pink marks didn't vanish from his skin. It was a constant reminder of the abuse he'd been through.
Isaiah turned his head around the corner and noticed a bed in the basement - which made his eyes start to water as he looked at it. He inspected the headboard seeing some old finger nail marks etched into the material. Isaiah's finger traced over one. His heart sinking at the feeling. His husband couldn't do anything at the time except endure whatever his monster of a father was doing. "You're safe with me now, I promise." Isaiah knew he couldn't change the past but he could be the present and the future. He could promise that he would never make his husband feel like that.
He started to pack Leo's things into a random cardboard box - remembering important items that his husband had reminded him to go in and grab from there. He couldn't take everything but he was going to do his best to get whatever he could. Leo deserved to have his personal belongings to take home and keep with him. Isaiah's ears perked as the sound of a door slamming shut caught his attention. Maybe a neighbour coming home? He couldn't be sure. It sounded distant to him.
It's only when he heard someone walking around upstairs that he couldn't wait downstairs anymore. He grabbed the filled box and ran up the basement stairs with it in his hands. Someone was back home. Unfortunately, Isaiah just couldn't see them. He could only hear feet stomping around the place. He looked upstairs - clocking where the noise was coming from. It's at that point the put the box down and ran. "Get the fuck away from my husband or it's the last thing you will ever end up doing." Isaiah ran to closed door and shoved his shoulder against it. Leo was inside of there. "No, no, fucking no. Leo. He's latched me out." Isaiah continued to barge his weight against the door hoping to break some mechanism inside it. This wasn't happening. He'd promised to save his husband time and time again and now he was failing him. Just like everyone else. He couldn't even be his husband saviour in his time of need.
A woman peeked out from the next room and Isaiah couldn't hold back anymore. "Who the fuck are you to let your husband walk into that room and scare your kid? Your duty as a mother was to protect him from everything and everyone. You failed him, multiple times. You let your husband get away with hell. You both make me sick." Isaiah continued to barge against the door trying to budge the door open with all of his power which made him even more emotional. He was angry and upset at once. "For once in your goddamn life save him, or at least let me go in there and get him."
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jrueships · 3 years ago
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I feel like most wide receivers are gay coded tbh
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Which is why this All. Adds. Up.
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