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tenderhungering · 7 months ago

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Have you noticed how women are used in the film? Their suffering, grief, ambitions and even deaths. It all benefits the men.

yes, i have! i think it was during the first time i watched with two of my friends that we mentioned how fucked up it seemed to bring in lilly. she was an abused child in circumstances that june describes as inhumane and now she's supposed to come on and chat about said abuse.

to better delve into this though, i'm going to do a little ramble on each female character (i've been meaning to this regardless so this question has me excited!)

Lilly

as i mentioned before, lilly, to the public, is an abused child who has been rescued from a cult and is now the subject of dr. june's book. i believe that june really did care for lilly but she in a way, was still benefiting from her by writing about her. something to study while parenting. reminds me a bit about parents who write about raising troubled children.

jack brings them onto the show almost because he knows how shocking this is to audiences, to have survived what lilly did. i think that fear and shame but also desire kiss on the mouth. the public both fears the occult but want to learn more, there is some sort of fascination with the idea of someone being in it and being able to get out of it (would people do the same?). lilly is a spectacle. she is to go from not knowing the outside world to standing in front of the camera and expecting to behave like a typical girl her age. it's almost like she has to prove herself well-adjusted after her trauma.

june explains to her that everyone having a demon inside of them, acknowledging that lilly's might be a little more literal but because the demon serves as a stark reminder of her time in the cult, it's similar to someone working around their triggers. everyone has hurt in them. like a therapist helping you work with carrying that hurt rather than just suppressing it. clearly the demon leaves lilly exhausted, upset and feel not like herself. she's crying after her scene and asking june as to why she's hurt her, and apologizing for whatever happened when Mr. Wriggles was there. she is not in control of her actions. but jack wants more. he's momentarily sympathetic but realizes that it's getting him higher ratings. the more hurt is displayed, the happier than the media is.

even in the final scene, when the demon possesses her, we can see it in her face that she's distraught. confused. but all the camera does is zoom in on her expression,

June

june is so intriguing to me as a character because it's almost as though her instinct toward things is a calm and collected behavior, one that thinks of the ethics of it, whether anyone will get hurt, but her decisions are so easily swayed by jack. and he knows exactly what to tell her too. Everyone finally take you seriously. It is the 70s so there's no surprise that misogyny is rampant (though the 70s did introduce the second wave of feminism, she may be a representation of challenging attitudes as well). june is a very passionate woman in her studies, she'd be considered an expert in the field but this is almost immediately dismissed as soon as she's introduced as a doctor. you call yourself that. is that what you believe you are? can you prove you are?

i think it makes june feel better if everyone has a distance from lilly - hence writing a book about her. you can know lilly through the pages. you don't need to make her suffer for views then, you can educate yourself on what was happened to her and understand she's hurt more than necessary. she might've felt the need to write the book for them both. lilly need to be understood and emphasized with as more than just a "child of d'abo". but jack invites her with the idea of simply talking about said book, one of her biggest accomplishments and instead wants to treat them like some sort of circus act. do a trick for me, june! you know how to! it's not enough that you tell me you know, you have to show me, you have to prove yourself to me, the camera makes it real.

it is that logic that sometimes makes her feel inclined to prove herself. and sometimes this is at the cost of her own morals.

Minnie

my beautiful wife,,,

i love minnie. so much. i've written a bit about how i think she was prior to her death in other asks but i never quite touch so much on how much she was exploited by both jack and the industry.

to be ill is a personal affair. and it was on all the tabloids whenever minnie was diagnosed with cancer (even if she did not smoke! i mention this because while smoking might contribute to lung cancer, it did feel like an odd mention that they'd pay so much attention to whether or not she did? it might've been to emphasize how sudden this all was but i'd also like to throw in that perhaps she was also just taking care of her voice! she was in theatre.) she has no privacy to mourn the gradual loss of her life. some people believe the cult was implied to be the one who had made this illness manifest for her which is awful in its own regard and more so when one considers the fact they did it to get to jack. almost as though minnie is an extension of himself and not his own person.

jack inviting her to the show could very well be done just because he wanted to invite his wife (though it does feel a bit odd he waited till she was sick to do this. maybe it was some sort of public gesture of affection, they both live to entertain, it's their job) but there's something saddening about the ordeal. it's almost as though knowing minnie was sick was not enough, the public had to see her in order to have some sort of confirmation. and the immediate comment about inviting her over being followed how even then, this wasn't enough to surpass johnny carson is morbid to say the least. almost as though minnie had just been used as a way to gain better ratings. sympathy ratings. i don't want to remove any agency of minnie, it might have been her decision to go on the show but the public's reaction to is that is what is more concerning.

even her death was simply a sacrifice. she was nothing more than a missing puzzle piece to have jack move forward (or downwards?). something that would benefit jack. as all the women in the film have been. each with such distinct personalties and motives to what keeps them going (or who are still amidst figuring out what they'd want out of life) being only part of a larger scheme where men are the benefactors. the grove only allowed men. the cult birthed sacrifices from their women. women are a stepping stone. a chess piece. something that needs to bleed for someone who demands it.

i love writing about how compelling these characters are! so sorry if sometimes my ramblings feel leaning more towards just dissection rather than downright analysis! i hope it gave some insight though!

#late night with the devil #lnwtd #june ross mitchell #lilly d’abo #minnie delroy #madeleine delroy #the women of lnwtd #jack delroy #laura gordon #ingrid torelli #georgina haig #david dastmalchian #character study

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ohtobeleah · 2 years ago

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i was thinking about your “murph” one shot and in my head jake and agony are like best friends

so just imagine him going to her house after her maternity leave to work out with her and being super supportive of her saying things like “you’re even stronger now that you’re a mother”

M.U.R.P.H

Wait stop it this is so cute. 🥺 Jake would be the most supportive person especially if Bradley spilled the beans and let it slip that you were feeling pretty mundane and convinced that now you were a mum that your career was over.

And I mean Hangman doesn’t get how you put that idea together in your head but at the same time he does understand why you’d be feeling that way. The Navy isn’t the greatest when it comes to supporting women in rolls that were usually held by men in an industry typically dominated by men. You just happen to have the double whammy. You got the Navy and the Fitness Industry cramming misogynistic rhetoric down your throat.

So Jake does what he does best. He’s your husbands wingman after all. Which means by default he’s yours for life wether you like it or not.

“I saw some girl doing this on a leg press—“ Jake groans out as you hover around him. He can practically smell the newborn scent coming from the sleeping tot in your wrap. Snug to your chest as you check his form.

“That makes it a single leg leg press not a Bulgarian Split Squat.” You replied with a soft chuckle as you kiss your baby girls head. She smelt so fresh. “Just keep your hips straight, shut up and do your reps.”

“You’re really mean now you know that right?” Jake knows that you’ve been dealing with some postpartum depression—mainly because whenever you looked in the mirror you saw everything that had changed and nothing that resembled your former self. The doctors warned Bradley that there would be an adjustment period, but he never thought you’d be so hard on yourself. He thought you’d give yourself some time to recover, and slowly build up to where you were before you fell pregnant.

“You know what my name is right?” You were still in your flannels, with Hangman being the only one who really pushed to continue one on one PT you saw no need to change when you rolled out of bed at a crisp 5am to meet him in the garage that he had a clicker for. Baby girl strapped to your chest like the succubus Jake claimed her to be. Draining all the life from his best friends wife, so his best friend.

“Agony—and it’s fitting too you psychopath.” She was cute—he’d give her that much. Jake groaned as he pushed through his last two and dropped the dumbbells to the floor. “Done, what’s next chief?”

“RDL’s but here I’ll set your rack up because after last time I don’t trust you.” You chuckled as you unwrapped your baby girl. “She’s sleeping and it gives you some time to breathe.” Jake sat back on the soft box you’d had him doing box jumps on for his warm out as you handed him little baby Bradshaw.

“Hi baby—“ Jake cooed, holding her to his chest as she slept. “Did you know that your mama is the strongest woman I know?” He whispered just loud enough for you to hear as you walked over towards the rack. Catching Jakes reflection in the mirror. “She is, and she won’t give herself a chance to breathe will she?” He shook his his head as if your daughter was going to respond. “No, no she won’t and she needs to, doesn’t she.”

“You got something to say over there Seresin?”

“Me and Little Lilly here were just talking about how you need to start cutting yourself some slack.” He sighed as he stood from the place he’d recently perched upon. Cradling your daughter in one arm. She looked so tiny in Bradley’s arms, Jakes too. “You’re gonna get back to where you were.”

“People aren’t gonna take me seriously if I can’t lead by example—“ You shook your head as you loaded up the bar for Jake like it was moving paper. He frowned as he bounced softly and watched as you set up a 220 pound barbell for his first set of three reps. You weren’t joking when you said he was going heavy huh?

But what really took him by surprise was that you racked it at chin height. He thought you were going ask him to front squat the bar down. But no. You did. You cleaned it from the rack and with easy, placed it down with a thud on the ground.

What about that didn’t scream strong?

“I take you seriously.” Jake placed a gentle hand shoulder on your shoulder. “Even if you show up to our PT sessions in flannels.” He shrugged the taunt off. “And you just cleaned 220 off the rack without any problems, if you think you aren’t strong and fierce and won’t get back to where you were before this little crotch goblin I think you’re wrong.”

“Jake—that’s very sweet, really, but I just don’t see it when I look in the mirror.” You’re looking at Jake in the mirror, he’s standing behind you looking you head in the eye. He’s never been more serious.

“You gave birth to a whole human, in the administration building unmedicated and you’re telling me you don’t feel powerful and strong and fucking badass.” You jabbed your elbow into his rib when he swore. “Sorry—she’s sleeping anyway.”

“It’s different—“ You end the conversation at that but Jake has one more thing to say to your little girl before he hands her over, Bradley sees the interaction from the doorway he’s leaning against. He’d just gotten out of bed and thought he’d make sure you hadn’t killed his best friend yet.

“You’re mama’s superwoman baby girl, just you watch, her comes-backs personal.”

#MURPH // Bradley Bradshaw #bradley x reader #rooster bradshaw #bradley rooster bradshaw #jake hangman seresin #jake hangman imagine #jake seresin x y/n #jake seresin imagine #jake hangman x y/n

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the-delta-42 · 4 months ago

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The Walking Dead Game What Ifs: What if The Stranger and his family joined the Motel Group?

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Provisions

What if The Stranger and his family joined the Motel Group?

Adam sat in the back of his dad’s car, Lizzie nervously watching as their parents argued.

“We’re doing fine on our own.” Argued their dad, Mitch.

“But for how much longer?” Demanded their mother, Tess, “We had a near miss with Adam going missing, I swear, it’s as if you’re trying to get us killed!”

“I’m trying to keep us alive!” Retorted Mitch, as a stick broke behind him. Whirling around, the parents found themselves staring at a group of people.

“Hey.” Waved a black man, looking sick and tired.

“Hello.” Greeted Mitch, glancing around the group, counting three women, two men, a teenager and two children, “Can I help you?”

“We’re, er,” the man looked around, “on our way back to our place.”

“You’ve got a place?” Asked Tess, throwing a quick glance at her husband, “We’ve been looking for a place to settle down.”

“Absolutely not.” Snapped a woman with long hair, disgust on her face, “We don’t have enough for ourselves, let alone you.”

“We’ve got supplies.” Said Tess, nervously looking at the woman, “And, Mitch is an experienced hunter.”

“I’m convinced.” Said the other man, white with a moustache.

The woman with long hair gave him a disgusted look.

“Sorry, if we seem on edge.” Apologised the first man, “I’m Lee, she’s Lilly,” her pointed at the disgusted looking woman, “Carley,” he pointed at a woman with a short bob, “Kenny,” the other man, “his wife, Katjaa,” a woman with dark blonde hair gave them a small wave, “their son, Du- Kenny Jr, we just call him Duck,” a boy around ten, who waved and smiled brightly, “Ben,” the teenager, “and, Clementine.” A girl with a baseball cap, who waved shyly.

“I’m Tess,” Tess gestured at Mitch, “My husband, Mitch, and our two kids, Adam and Elizabeth, are in the car.”

Lee gave them a nod, “Sorry, for intruding, we’ve just left a bunch of cannibals.”

Tess and Mitch glanced at each other, “R-really?”

“Yeah, we lost a couple of our people.” Grimaced Lee, “We left ‘em for the Walkers.”

Tess gave a hesitant nod, before noticing Kenny was bleeding, “You’re hurt.”

“Yeah,” Kenny glanced down, “one of the fuckers shot me.”

“Kenny!” Reprimanded Katjaa, frowning at him.

“Sorry.”

“If we get back to your place,” Tess looked around them, “I could take a look at it, I’m a doctor.”

“That could help us.” Carley murmured to Lee, “and it might help Clem and Duck to have some kids their own age around.”

Lee nodded, glancing at Mitch, before glancing at Clementine, “I don’t see a problem.”

“You wouldn’t.” Muttered Lilly, scowling.

“Ben, why don’t you run ahead and open the gates for them?” Suggested Lee, looking at Ben.

“I’ll go with him.” Said Carley, grabbing Ben’s shoulder and vanished into the night.

“I’ll drive ahead,” Sighed Mitch, before glancing at Clementine and Duck, “I can take them with me, if you’d like.”

Kenny and Lee glanced at each other, before the former nodded, “It’ll be safer than walking through the dark.”

Lee ushered the kids into the station wagon, with Clementine noticing that they had a radio. They watched the car drive off, leaving Tess with Lee, Kenny, Katjaa and Lilly.

“What happened at the cannibals?” Asked Tess, as they started walking.

“They fed some of us one guys legs.” Answered Lee, his mind going back to the meat locker, “Then, another one had a heart attack while we were in the meat locker.”

Tess thought she heard Lilly scoff, but ignored her, “They had a heart condition?”

“Yeah.”

“I’m surprised he survived this long.” Remarked Tess, “I had a patient with a heart condition, ignored everything I suggested to help alleviate it, so I had to prescribe him nitro-glycerin tablets. Ooh, you should’ve seen the shade of red his face went.”

“I doubt he had his head crushed.” Spat Lilly, glaring at Lee and Kenny.

“We had to stop him from turning.” Retorted Kenny, sounding tired, “How long would you have let it go on before putting him down?”

“He could’ve been saved.” Snarled Lilly, getting a sigh from Lee.

“Lilly, he turned.” Lee looked back at her, “I checked his eyes.”

Lilly trembled, before looking down. The group continued the rest of their journey in silence, with Katjaa glancing at Kenny.

Lee frowned, Mitch had taken Clementine’s radio, saying something about fixing it. Checking the rooms, he found Mitch frowning as he looked at the radio.

“You alright?” Mitch looked up at the sound of Lee’s voice.

“I’ve checked the insides of it, the batteries and the antenna,” Said Mitch, “I know this model, I’ve fixed it hundreds of times, and do you think I can get it to work?”

“Clem mentioned dropping while we were escaping the drug store.” Said Lee, making Mitch freeze.

“It was dropped?” Asked Mitch, getting up.

“Yeah, she said she dropped it.” Answered Lee, as Mitch suddenly struck it against the wall. Lee watched Mitch press the 'on' button, hearing the telltale click of it activating.

“Sorry, did you need something?” Asked Mitch, looking at Lee.

“Um, yeah,” Lee rubbed the back of his neck, “er, before all this went down, I, er, I was…”

“A convicted murderer?” Asked Mitch, “We know. Personally, I’m certain you would’ve been acquitted if it went to trial.”

“Doesn’t change the fact I kill him.” Answered Lee, “It’s just, with how things have been going, I thought people should know.”

Mitch nodded, “Have you told anyone else?”

“Most of the group, excluding Lilly and the kids,” Answered Lee, “Lilly probably already knows, and I told Clem, because she was with me when Carley confronted me about it, back when all this started.”

Mitch nodded, “I’ve heard Kenny talking about moving on. I’ve planned on going to Savannah, see if I could locate a boat.” Mitch gave Lee a piercing look, “Clementine mentioned that her parents were in Savannah.”

“Yeah.” Sighed Lee, knowing where Mitch was going.

“And, since you’ve not mentioned them,” Continued Mitch, “you know something Clementine doesn’t.”

Lee sighed, “The day I met her, the police car I was in crashed, I climbed her house’s fence to get away from some Walkers. I let myself into the house, after yelling that I was coming in, there were messages on the answering machine. Her mom said that her dad had been bit.”

“So, it’s safe to assume that she was bitten not long after.” Finished Mitch, crossing his arms, “Why haven’t you told her?”

“I don’t want to break the hope she has.” Shrugged Lee, looking lost.

“Lee,” Sighed Mitch, “sometimes it’s better to break someone’s hope, than for it to be broken and them to find out you knew the entire time.”

Lee sighed, running a hand down his face, “I’ll… I’ll talk to her about it.”

Mitch nodded, “I’m going to take some of the supplies, head to Savannah, and case the place. If Clementine’s parents are alive, I’ll find them and bring them here.” He looked at Lee, “If anything happens in the meantime, head there.”

Lee nodded, going back out to the others. A couple of hours later, after wishing him luck, the group watched Mitch drive away.

“I need you two to go on a supply run.” Said Lilly, getting Lee and Kenny’s attention.

The two men shared a glance, before nodding.

“Well, things went to shit real fast.” Said Lizzie, looking up at the adults.

“Thank god we had the foresight to stick the supplies in the RV.” said Kenny, as Tess checked everyone over.

“Lizzie,” Tess looked at her daughter, “why don’t you play with the others?”

Lizzie scowled, but stomped over to Duck, Clementine and Adam.

“Carley,” Tess got the other woman’s attention, “I need you to check Katjaa’s shoulder, it’s bleeding a bit too much for my liking.”

Glancing around, Tess sighed, “Ben, you need to apply more pressure, I don’t want Lee to bleed out because you were squeamish.”

Lee groaned as Ben pressed the balled-up fabric against his shoulder, “Of all the places to get shot, it had to be my good arm.”

“I’m more concerned about the bullet still being in there, Lilly, don’t stand, you’ve got a concussion,” Tess looked at the front, “Carley, how’s Katjaa’s shoulder?”

Carley was silent, before looking at Kenny. The man looked over and gawked, “Son of a bitch!”

The RV swerved, hitting a Walker, “Shit!”

“What is it?” Asked Lilly, as Tess made her way towards Katjaa.

“Oh, fuck.” Tess softly swore, seeing the bite on Katjaa’s shoulder, “Katjaa’s been bitten.”

The RV was silent, getting a sigh from Lilly, “So, what are we gonna do?” Part of Lilly wanted to find out who made the deal with the Bandits, but Tess had taken control as the doctor of the group.

Tess was silent, making Lee pipe up, “We’re gonna want to deal with that Walker Kenny hit.” The man groaned, “We can decide from there.”

“What if she turns?” Asked Lilly, “We all heard what Ben said, the bite kills, and we turn anyway.”

“I hate to say it,” Carley looked at Kenny, “but, it might help us if we know how long it actually takes.”

Kenny didn’t say a word, getting out of the RV and checking on the Walker. Lee groaned, getting up, taking the fabric from Ben and stumbled up to Carley, “Kenny!”

“Lizzie,” Tess looked at her daughter, “take the others to the end of the RV.”

Lizzie looked up at her, before doing as she was told. The group heard Kenny kill the Walker, before he re-entered the RV. The man growled, before hitting the steering wheel.

“What do we do?” Asked Lee, looking between the others.

“We’ve got a couple of guns.” Said Lilly, propping herself up, “So, we can put her down when she turns.”

Kenny remained silent.

“How do we tell the kids?” Asked Carley, glancing at the back, “I mean, none of them were presence when we lost Mark and Larry.”

“Clementine was.” Muttered Lilly, giving Lee a glare.

“He’s already started turning.” Sighed Lee, giving Lilly a tried look, “Kenny, we need your input with this.”

Kenny, again, remained silent.

“Kenny, why don’t you let Lilly or Lee take over driving?” Asked Ben, getting a glare from Tess, “What?”

“Lee’s got a fucked-up arm and Lilly’s got a concussion.” Said Tess, glaring at Ben.

“…sorry.” Muttered Ben, before Tess told Lee and Lilly to go and sit back down. Lee was vaguely aware of himself falling asleep, as Tess and Carley discussing their options at Kenny.

Lee groaned as the light hit him.

“Oh, you’re alive.” Said Lilly, getting a dull glare from Lee.

“Has anything happened?” Asked Lee, standing up.

“Well,” Lilly followed him, “Kenny’s refusing to talk about Katjaa, the kids don’t know what’s going on, Ben’s being useless, Carley’s keeping watch for Walkers and Tess is watching Katjaa. And, no, she hasn’t turned yet.”

Lee nodded, before shakily getting off the RV and stopping at the sight of the train.

“And there’s a train blocking the road.”

Lee sighed, before looking around, “Where are the kids?”

“Over there.” Lilly pointed at a tree, “Adam said he needed to shit.”

“His words or yours?”

“His.”

Lee nodded, walking towards the train, frowning as he spotted Ben crouching by the driver’s cabin, “You alright up there, Ben?”

“Not so loud!” Whispered Ben, “I think there’s a walker in there.”

Lee sighed, he had a feeling he was going to be sighing a lot, “Get back to the others.”

Tess sighed, Clementine’s radio was giving intermittent buzzes. After Lee sent Ben back to them, they were greeted by an old man. He gave his name as Chuck, saying he was living in the train. He’d introduced himself to the whole group, and Lee and Kenny got the train working and Lee found some food for the kids. So, here they were, on a train with Lilly guarding the supplies, Kenny driving the train, Ben watching the scenery go by and Lee and Carley teaching the kids how to defend themselves.

Tess heard the pop of a gunshot and the sound of a bottle shattering, looking up, she saw Clementine beaming up at Lee and Carley.

“I guess Clem’s got the ‘dead eye’ huh?” Tess gave them a small smile, before looking down at Katjaa, “She’s not progressing well.”

“You looked at Chuck as if you knew him.” Said Lilly, diverting Tess’s attention away from Katjaa.

Tess sighed, “He’s a doctor, his full name is Charles John Marston. I trained under him when I first started practicing.”

Katjaa let out a violent cough, making the group freeze.

“We have to stop the train.” Said Tess, looking at Lee, “I think we’ve reached the end.”

Lee sighed, they’d stopped the train and put Katjaa down. Part of him was disgusted at the phrase, put her down, like she was some dog or animal. Duck had closed off for a while, the boy hadn’t left the train when they were forced to stop. So, he didn’t meet Christa and Omid until they were getting away from the horde of the undead.

“Who’s he?” Asked Christa, looking down at Duck.

“He’s recently lost his mother.” Answered Tess, “She was bitten.”

“Ouch.” Grumbled Omid, as Chuck prodded his leg, “Couldn’t been a bit gentler?”

“Well,” Chuck looked at him, “I could, but we need to figure out what’s wrong with it first.”

“Oh, how I could do with an MRI or X-Ray machine right about now.” Moaned Tess, as she checked Omid’s foot.

Their conversation was interrupted by Lee quietly entering the compartment.

“What’s wrong?” Asked Lilly, straightening up.

“Mitch’s been in contact.” Said Lee, “He ran into another survivor, said her name was Molly, he…thinks he’s found Clementine’s parents.”

“That’s a good thing…right?” Christa eyed Lee suspiciously.

“They’re dead.” Said Lee, “He’s holed up in the Marsh House, he suggested we meet up with him there.”

Tess frowned but nodded. Hopefully thing wouldn’t go pear shaped.

“Are we there yet?” Whined Adam, as the group walked through the streets. They’d stuffed all their supplies into some rucksacks they found, with Lee and Kenny carrying the bulk of it.

“Almost.” Said Tess, looking at Lee, “It should be the next left.”

Lee nodded and they turned down at street. Lee paused at the sight of a blonde girl leaning against a wall watching a couple of restrained Walkers. He heard Clementine let out a terrified gasp, getting a deep sigh from Lee.

“Those are…” Carley looked at Lee.

“Clem’s parents.” Nodded Lee, before gently ushering the group forwards.

“You Mitch’s people?” Asked the girl, looking each of them over, “I’m Molly.”

“Lee.” He pointed at the others and introduced them.

Molly nodded, “Mitch is looking for a boat, said something about you guys wanting one.”

Lee nodded, before looking around, as Mitch’s car drove up to them, with a boat hitched to the back of it. Stopping, Mitch stepped out, “It’s got no gas and is missing it’s battery, but it should work.”

Lee nodded, as Kenny looked the boat over.

“Are you sure about this?” Asked Carley, as Lee looked over the group.

“We should be fine,” Said Lee, “Molly knows the place, so we can go through the place and avoid their patrols.”

Carley nodded, before looking over at Tess, Lilly, Chuck and the kids, “You sure about leaving me behind?”

“Car,” Chided Lee, softly, “what’s the worst that could happen?”

Lee was kicking himself. Crawford had fallen, so things were slightly easier for them. Clementine had followed them, with Ben only noticing when he saw her climbing up the ladder out of the sewer. They’d split up, Christa and Mitch went to get the drugs, Kenny had gone to get fuel, he and Molly went to get the battery and Clementine was watching over Ben in an old Geography classroom.

Then Kenny got back with the fuel and took over trying to get a door open, Lee helped Mitch and Christa get the drugs and they ran into Molly on the way back to the group, only to find Ben had removed a hatchet from a door that they were using to keep the Walkers out, which led to them bursting in and Clementine nailing a Walker wrestling with Molly in the head.

So, now they were holding a door shut, while Kenny tried to kick their escape plan open. Then Ben decided now was the best time to come clean about something.

“I was the one making the deal with the Bandits.”

Lee froze, just as the glass on the door broke and he felt a pain in his left arm. Assuming it was from the glass, Lee moved out of the way, as Mitch shoved a bunch of tables against the door.

Kenny, after taking the information in, turned and looked at Ben, “You…”

“Kenny,” Said Lee, “we can deal with him later, but right now, we gotta move.”

The group rushed to the top of the tower, with a horde of the dead chasing after them. Ben got caught by the reanimated remains of Crawford, with Lee pulling him free and getting bit on the hand. Deciding to deal with it later, Lee shoved Ben towards the ladder, “Climb down.” He growled.

“It hasn’t been long, maybe we could cut it off?” Suggested Tess, “Katjaa’s bite was on her shoulder, too close to the arteries to safely amputate, and, from the time of her bite, she lasted about a day before succumbing to it.”

“How’re we gonna stop the bleeding?” Asked Carley, “A tourniquet can only do so much.”

“Well, you could cauterise the wound.” Said Chuck, “We got the needed stuff for it.”

“Lee?” Lilly got his attention, “Are you willing to do this?”

Lee sighed, before looking at them, “Fuck it. Let’s cut it off.”

An hour later, Lee was kicking himself, why did he have to be an idiot and refuse the pain killers? It was odd, seeing his arm contort, even more so, when it fell to the floor and Mitch hurriedly pressed the bleeding stump against the heated metal of a pot that they’d stuck in a fire until it started to glow.

Then Lee saw darkness.

“Is…is Lee okay?” Asked Clementine, looking up at Carley.

Carley sighed, before sitting next to Clementine and pulled her to her, “Hopefully, Clem.”

“Well,” Tess and Chuck stepped out of the hotel room Lee was in, “The bleeding’s stopped, so we don’t have to worry about him bleeding to death.”

“And given the herd outside,” Kenny folded his arms, “We’re gonna be sat here for a while.”

“Which gives us the opportunity to decide what to do with him.” Lilly glared at Ben, “He stole from us and gave to those bandits.”

“Maybe he was under duress.” Remarked Carley, not really believing it.

“T-they said they had one of my friends.” Said Ben.

The group stared at him.

“Did, did you get confirmation?” Asked Tess, folding her arms.

“N-no—”

“My wife died because of you,” Snarled Kenny, “I don’t know why Lee bothered to save you, ‘cause your as useful as burnt-out truck!”

“And the shit he pulled back a Crawford,” Spat Mitch, “Letting all those Walkers in, almost killing Lee.”

Clementine buried her face in Carley’s shoulder, as Lilly looked over at the other woman, “You’re being surprisingly quiet.”

Carley sighed, levelling Ben with a look, “I defended you when Lilly was throwing accusations around in the RV. You could’ve owned up to it and we would’ve acting accordingly.”

The group was prevented from continuing by the door opening and Lee stumbling out.

“Lee!” Clementine rushed towards him and hugging him, getting a grunt from the man, “You’re okay!”

Lilly placed her hand on her pistol, as Carley stood up, “Lee?”

Her looked at her, “I know I shouldn’t ask this, but does anyone have any bourbon?”

The group watched the street outside the hotel. Mitch had gone to get the car, after Kenny and Christa managed to find an van that was still in working order.

“If we’re lucky,” Said Lilly, “the RV could be where we left it.”

“Hopefully.” Said Carley, as she helped Lee with the rucksack of supplies.

“He should be here by now.” Muttered Tess, nervously fiddling with her ring.

Lee frowned, looking for Mitch’s car, before grabbing the radio, “Kenny, are you near Mitch?”

“I saw him get in his car and start heading back.” Said Kenny, “He might be trying to avoid the Walkers.”

Lee frowned, before looking at Ben, “Ben, go check outside.”

“W-what?” Ben looked around, “W-why me?”

The group stared at him.

“You cannot be asking that.” Lee’s voice was flat, “If there are Walkers out there, just run back here.”

Ben nodded, before heading out of the lobby. Lee winced and looked at his stump, “Man, I can still feel my fingers.”

“Phantom limb syndrome.” Said Tess, “It’s common for amputees.”

“Still hurts.”

Ben reappeared outside the hotel, “I’ve seen Mitch’s car but…Mitch isn’t the one driving.”

Lee frowned, “What?”

“It’s some old guy and there are four others with him.” Said Ben, just as Mitch’s car sped past.

“Shit.” Swore Lee, as the car vanished around a corner, before Lee grabbed with radio, “Kenny, Mitch’s been carjacked.”

“Shit.” Said Kenny, “I see him. Fuck. Guys, I think he’s turned.”

“You serious?” Asked Lee, as Tess froze.

“That or he’s stumbling around with a bullet wound in his back.” Said Christa, before a thumping sound was heard on the radio, “No, he’s turned.”

“Shit.” Lee looked around the group, “Get back here.”

“Already on our way.” Said Christa, “Kenny’s putting Mitch down.”

Lee nodded, but he had a feeling something was off, “Christa, how’s Kenny coming along?”

Christa was silent, making Lee frown, a moment later, Christa pulled up in front of the hotel, without Kenny.

“Where’s Kenny?” Asked Lilly, frowning at her.

“He got swarmed.” Said Christa, “He dealt with Mitch, but, fuck. They came out of nowhere.”

Lee sighed, “There ain’t much we can do now.” He looked at the others, “Get in.”

They were lucky, extremely lucky. They found a car stocked with more supplies on the way back to the RV, and the RV was where they left it. Keys still in the ignition. Sighing, Lee looked over at the kids, Lizzie was curled up with her leg stuck out, Adam was sprawling on the floor and Duck and Clementine were slumped against each other, before looking at Carley. Lilly was driving the Van behind them, and Tess was in the car in front of them.

“You okay, Lee?” Carley glanced at him.

“Yeah,” Lee sighed, glancing back at the rest of their group in the back, “we will be.”

Next Story: What if the Communities re-founded the USA? (This one's a bit shit)

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iguessitme · 2 years ago

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Interesting similarity between Emesis and german horror film

Just watched Emesis blue and I absolutely love this film. The references to” The shining “was so well implemented and an interesting choice (will look into them later) I would like to bring attention to a detail that I'm not 100% sure even is a reference but is interesting to consider.

WARNING SPOILERS AHAED

In the last act Medic skin i really pale, has visible eye bags and is wearing a Black turtleneck.

This look resembles one of the main character from German silent horror movie ‘’ The Cabinet of Dr. Caligari ‘.

Cesare was a lunatic that slept through all 23 years of his life was used by the director of the asylum to commit murders during the night. The doctor was obsessed with the story of an 18th-century mystic named Caligari, who used a Man named Cesare to commit murder In Italian towns. He swore to become Caligari and proceed with the experiments himself as the New coming patient a lunatic will become his Cesare.

Outside of Just Visual similarities i believe there is a strong connection between this film and Emesis blue. The pills that are seen throughout the movie seem to have strong importance to the plot, but it is never explained how relevant they are. In an upload on the Fortress Films YouTube Chanel called „𝙀𝙈𝙀𝙎𝙄𝙎® 𝘿𝙄𝘼𝙕𝙀𝙋𝘼𝙈” we can learn more about this strange medical product.

The video opens with a reminder of the importance of Sleep to a human body, saying that it can also be assisted by medication. It is recommended to Take one pill of Emesis before sleeping. Although there are side effects to this drug such as drowsiness, memory loss and hallucinations. We can see medic experiencing all of them. Next, we are instructed to stare directly AT images presented on screen. All of them have words „Go to Steep now” blinking In the Middle of them.

It is revealed that the pills doc Has been ta king were the same ones as from the commercial.

As of now i don't have Any strong enough theories of how exactly they relate to the plot and Medici insanity. Clearly their Osage was the main reason for his hallucinations but i think it's possible that under their influence He committed a murder. The one that seems most Lilly to back up this claim is the mysterious Heath of scout's mother. Young mercenary was not pleased to see his friend again yelling that he wants to shoot him dead, why so sudden hate towards a man he was friendly with before? The women had two other appearances (that I can recall), we can see Her behind medic when He was standing before a respawn machine terminal, which instead of the boy himself lead to her apartment. The horrific scene when Her head is Dropped has an unnerving reappearance by the end of the medicine commercial.

That’s all i have for now. No idea if Any of this even matters but i couldn't Get it out of my head and the theories will keep MW up whole night.

goodnight

#tf2 #my ramblings #emesis blue #Team Fortress 2 #team fortress two #tf2 medic #tf2 scout #tf2 scouts ma #tf2 scouts mom #medic team fortress 2

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certified-bi · 3 months ago

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So I was on the plane back and I took a chance on Late Night With The Devil. Now I watched it blind so I didn't know about the controversy and I'll have thoughts about that at the end. But the movie left me with some thoughts.

One the intro sets up the fact that this is clearly a retrospective and we as the audience are expected to know what happened after. Think the OJ trial level of sensationalism, which makes me believe the theory that Jack probably had trial live on the air. In the universe this is a well known case. The Gus scene with the worms raises some interesting questions about what the in universe live TV audience saw. Like the movie starts with a documentary feel and ends with what's clearly Wriggles/Abracadabra messing with Jack. Like did the documentary have a second half with like the aftermath and commentary? I would imagine so given the intro, so did the demon hijack what we saw? Was it just poor writing? I would love a follow up series of in-universe videos in different styles. Like maybe some YouTube coverage, what news casters were saying, etc. I do think that the ending should have called back to the documentary set up because I don't hate the intro as world building, but it would have worked better for me if they had a "come back for part two," "Stay tuned for our experts" or smth. As it stands it's easy to call lazy exposition.

The movie is clearly tackling a lot of the insidious nature of the show biz world both the TV/Movie side and the more respected but ultimately similar book world. Everyone in the movie is being exploited, and aside from Lilly, they willingly exploit others. They're all cogs in a machine they have no control over, but clearly have no desire to stop the machine, or are easy to push back into place. I think there's a reason we don't meet any of the characters that quit and it's because they're not the point. It's way more compelling to get Phil who clearly is just doing his job, but is also unwilling to stop and consider if maybe he should be doing it at all. The makeup lady(Sammy maybe?) who sees how fucked everything is and just jokes about it. All of the characters know on some level it's wrong to allow what's happening but none are willing to stand up alone or even with their peers.

It doesn't matter how much of a fraud Christou is either. Was he a medium with actual skills who compromised on his morals to get ahead? Was he a fraud from the start who was used as a toy to get attention by Wriggles? Does it matter where on the scale he falls? It all comes to the same place. And that's the tragedy of it. The adults all made the choice to sell themselves, but Lilly was groomed for the cult and then for June's ambitions. I won't pretend to know exactly what would have been best for her given demons are real in that universe and so regular therapy could have been more disastrous, but like... June being her doctor, weird demon wrangler, and guardian was fucked up.

I don't think Jack knew what his deal was, at least not fully, and he's definitely being yanked around. The only Maddie who is for sure not a demon is the clips from before her death. After I'm not willing to say it's her. It's either Wriggles pushing her spirit around or straight up impersonating her. While the ending death montage felt rushed I don't think that's necessary a con. We feel unbalanced just like Jack does. The whole sequence of him going through his past moments was good.

Also the Grove and satanic panic were well incorporated. Like as someone with passing awareness of the references, it still all read really easily, and I'm sure for those more familiar with what was being referenced there's a lot there.

Overall I think it needed a bit more.. finishing if that makes sense? Like it feels like one or two steps away from complete. And now I'm going to get into the AI(which I hate calling it so I'm going to call it what it is which is image generation nothing intelligent about the digital equivalent of tracing and copying) images and my thoughts. I didn't notice but that doesn't really say much given the guy in front of me on the plane kept shoving his seat into my knee and the lady on my right kept bitching at the poor attendant. I don't think they have any excuse for the images being in the final cut for a few reasons, 1) image generation programs had been called out for being trained on stolen art before it released fully and they could have gotten it replaced, and they chose not to and 2) they didn't even have the excuse of not knowing better because while the images could have been pre debates they weren't locked into a contract.

To the point of "Well don't disrespect all the work put in by the actual artist they're only there for like a combined 30 seconds" 1) I don't fucking care, 2) the disrespect to the actors and other real artists is the decision makers on the film not pulling the images. They are the ones saying the work is comparable and belongs in the same film, and 3) I don't fucking care how indie they are, either pay for the work or don't use it. If you can't afford to pay an artist to draw for you, then you don't get the art. Using a cheap program(that's cheap because it steals) to replace real workers(some of whom are the same artist being stolen from) is scummy. If you can't afford to pay for labor then you can't afford to be in business.

#late night with the devil #if i get any people trying to debate me on image generators then im just going to block you #you're not going to convince me not to stand up for other artists #just block me and move knowing ill do the same to you

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blueshistorysims · 1 year ago

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1906-1908

The next two years of the Walshes’ lives went by quickly. Giselle, turning six, started school that autumn. It felt odd that none of her siblings were there with her. If Byron had not skipped three years of school, they could have walked together to and from the schoolhouse. Instead, because Rebecca was so terrified she’d get sick, she’d walk her daughter every day to school. After a while, it was almost embarrassing. It was a ten minute walk. Giselle didn’t think she’d fall over and die in those very short ten minutes.

Her least favorite of school when she first started was recess. Everyone else got to go outside and play. Giselle couldn’t. Giselle wasn’t allowed. The first few months of school were spent staring out the classroom window, watching her classmates play outside, both upset and envious of being able to play. It was lonely, and even though she’d been there for months, she still didn’t have friends.

Miss Wilson realized how lonely she was, and during lunch and recess, she’d bring cards and books so Giselle would have something to do. The little girl was grateful for her teacher, and she realized that she had to make something out of it, and what wasn’t a better way to practice her embroidery while at school?

Even when she wasn’t at school, Giselle spent most of her time in her room which had once been the nursery, sitting in the little rocking chair, stitching foral patterns on pieces of fabric.

Edeline found friendship like no other at finishing school. Her roommate Lillie Hayward quickly became her best friend, and when they befriended Clare Hamilton, who roomed across from them, the trio was destined to be best friends, doing everything together, much to the annoyance of their teachers.

But Edeline had a goal in the back of her mind. She was going to be a doctor, and she would do anything to achieve it, meaning when she wasn’t in the classroom or with her friends, Edeline spent her free time in the library studying any biology or medical book they had. Lillie and Clare teased her, but they were excited that their friend be would a doctor. It was always good to have a doctor friend.

Byron still read as much as he could and just to see if he could, he managed to teach himself Latin, exclusively from the book kept at Willow Creek College library. Needless to say, when he began Latin the next year, the Latin teacher was shocked by his fluency, transferring him to the Greek class instead.

And such as time does, Byron finally turned 13, meaning that fall, he would stop rooming with his brother Alexander and have someone his age, even if they weren’t in the same year. He felt the same at first, other than a major growth spurt and a newfound passion for taking afternoon naps.

Becoming a teenager opened his eyes to a lot of things he didn’t notice before, the most important thing being his and Reggie’s friendship.

Being at a boarding school all year meant they only saw each other at Christmas time and during the summer. Since Reggie had always struggled with his spelling and handwriting, he rarely sent letters, so normally it was just Byron with updates on their life. Both were now spending more time with those who were in the same social class as them. He hated the idea of class causing the end of their friendship, but he knew deep down that it wasn’t something to be ignored, especially while he was off getting an education and Reggie working on his family’s farm, no longer in school now that he was over 13.

That fall of 1908, Byron met his new roommate, Joel Mungrove, and the pair instantly became friends. They liked the same books and music and talked for hours about poems, stories, and other things that had usually annoyed Alexander whenever Byron had tried to bring it up. Joel was handsome and had an infectious smile that always brightened Byron’s day when he saw him, and soon it was like the duo had known each other for their whole life, not just the school year.

Alexander found Willow Creek difficult at times, but he probably should have spent more time studying than slacking off with friends or writing letters to Edith. Edith was such a kind, funny, and beautiful girl, and the more he wrote to her, the more he envisioned a future: him and Edith taking care of his parents while he was a very successful lawyer. Well… he still had to tell her that he was in love with her.

So summer of 1908, two days after Alexander returned from school, he asked Edith to meet him by the pond where they had first spoken to one another.

“Alexander?” Edith called.

Alexander turned and smiled. “Hello.”

She grinned back. “When did you arrive home?”

“Two days ago. I wrote to you the moment I arrived, but Mama insisted we spend family time before I see friends.”

“Friends?” She mused, walking over and holding his hand. “Are we just friends?”

His heart fluttered, and he tried not to blush. “No, of course not.” He swallowed. “Do you remember what I said in my letter before last?”

Edith nodded. “You said you more than fancied me. You said you loved me. Did you truly mean it?”

“I did. I do. I do love you. I love you very much.”

She blushed and turned to face him, clutching the sides of his arms. Her grip was firm but soft, and Alexander thought he’d die on the spot, her touching him. “I love you too,” she whispered.

His heart leaped with joy, and never before had he been so happy to hear such words. He looked into her bright eyes, shining like the sun, and he thought he’d never seen something more beautiful. Involuntarily, he leaned forward until his breath was upon hers. He didn’t know what he was doing, only a flurry of such strong emotions running through like a river, and he let his body do what his heart desired.

Edith stroked his cheek gently before craning her neck and pressing her lips against his.

Alexander nearly moaned at the touch of her lips against his. They parted briefly before he kissed her passionately, hugging her sides as she wrapped her arms around his neck. This was heaven, he thought. This was pure joy.

Finally, after what seemed like only seconds and hours at the same time, Edith broke their kiss and giggled, resting her head against his cheek, still clutching his arms. Alexander gathered her into his arms, and they both closed their eyes, staying still for quite some time.

#the walshes #the walsh legacy #sims 4 #sims 4 decades #sims 4 decades challenge #sims 4 historical #ts4 story #sims 4 history challenge #edwardian era #edwardian #sims 4 legacy #ts4 historical #ts4 decades challenge #ts4 1900s #the sims 4 #edeline walsh #giselle walsh #alexander walsh #byron walsh

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chicaotaku-fanfics · 2 months ago

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There's Three of You?! Pt. 15

Part 2 of this crossover-based arc. Hope you enjoy!

Warnings: foul language, might be some medical inconsistencies.

CHAPTER 15

The worry hadn’t diminished at all since I heard the news on Herrmann, and apparently now Zanetti was involved in that mess too, so I took my distance, focusing instead on Jessica and her unprogressive stay at Med.

At some point, Ms. Goodwin came to the ED to talk to Ethan about Jessica, I had managed to not be called for it, until I saw Severide and Jay make an entrance to the hospital. Jay had a bag with him.

“How is she?” asked Jay, I walked over to my boss and the two newest guests in our territory.

“The same. It turns out she was on chemo.” said Ms. Goodwin.

“What do you guys know about her?” I asked, they all turned to me.

“Not a lot at this time.” said my brother, looking at Goodwin and then me.

“That's all that was salvaged from the scene.” said Severide, looking at the bag Jay had just raised a little so we could see.

“That's her personal belongings– a couple of books, receipts.” said Severide.

“We processed them, didn't find anything useful.” said Jay.

“Hey, Daniel, why don't you take a look at this?” Ms. Goodwin asked the psychiatrist.

“Never know what you might find.” said Dr. Charles while taking the bag and opening it. “A lot of receipts. Organized. Getting ready for tax season.” he added.

“Guys?” Erin said, calling everyone’s attention to her as she walked to us. “Forensics just came in. They only found her prints at the scene. There's no signs of foul play. All the evidence is pointing to suicide.” she added, I was confused.

Then Jay saw someone behind me and, after hugging me, excused himself. I turned to see who had called his attention, only to see Will standing there.

JAY’S P.O.V

“Hey.” I said to my older brother.

“What's up?” he asked, holding an iPad with, what I assume, is a patient file.

“Can I ask you a doctor question?” I asked him.

“Sure, come on.” he answered, nodding his head to the side and I followed him a little bit down the ED floor, away from anyone who could eavesdrop.

“Um, Herrmann.” I said, as a way to get on topic.

“Yeah.” Will said, as a way for me to know he was listening.

“If he'd come in on your watch, would you have waited so long before doing anything?” I asked, he looked to the side.

“That's a tough call.” He said, looking at someone or something behind me. “It's been a while since my surgical residency.” then he turned to look at me. “And, you know, I wasn't there for the exam, so it's hard to say.” he said.

“Yeah, just in general.” I said, trying to get something to tell Severide.

“In general?” he asked, then he nodded. “Yeah, I probably would have gone in.” just then, Natalie passed by us, and Will turned to her. “But, uh, again, I wasn't there.” he said, getting a bit tongue tied.

“Right. Thanks.” I decided to tease, just by smiling at him.

“Don't.” he said. I didn’t say anything else, but when I turned to go to Kelly, I saw Lilly looking at us, and then walked over to Will.

LILLY’S P.O.V

“What did you guys talk about?” I asked Will, practically sneaking up on him and making him jump.

“Jesus… nothing Lilly, boys stuff.” he said, looking back at Natalie, and then, as if he remembered, he lightly hit me with the iPad he was holding.

“The hell was that for?” I asked him, pretending it did hurt.

“For sneaking up on me. You nearly gave me a heart attack.” he said.

“At least you’d be in the right place.” I said, he lightly pushed my shoulder, snorting at my comment. I then walked to the back of the nurses station to use one of the computers to check on some files and see if my job application had gone through.

I really hope it did, I know I’m a junior resident, but my place is here at Med.

I was looking through Jessica’s file again, to see if we had managed to miss something, but I was reading the same information as the last three times I had read it. Before I knew it, Will was standing beside me, his pen in his mouth, a look of complete concentration on his face.

Suddenly, Dr. Charles started talking to Ms. Goodwin, and I couldn’t help but overhear their conversation.

“I'm not convinced.” said the chief of psychiatry.

“About what?” asked Goodwin.

“Jessica pope had a confirmation for a round-trip ticket from Paris six months from now, okay? Presumably when she's in remission. A person--a conservative, responsible person--with cancer? They don't do that unless they have high hopes. Right? So she's sick, but she thinks she's getting better. Why would she kill herself? Something's hinky.” he said, explaining to Ms. Goodwin his ideas about the reason why this woman ended up in the ED.

“«Hinky»? Did you just say «hinky»?” asked Ms. Goodwin.

“Humor me. Women almost always leave suicide notes. Where's the note?” he asked, I couldn’t help but mentally agree with him.

“Well, maybe it was destroyed in the fire.” said the former nurse.

“Or maybe it wasn't a suicide.” said the older doctor.

“Have you been binging on «Mannix» again?” asked Ms. Goodwin.

“You don't like it, stop sending me box sets for Christmas.” said Dr. Charles.

“All right, okay. Next year, it'll be «Sanford and Son.»” said Ms. Goodwin before leaving the ED.

“Dr. Halstead?” Dr. Charles asked us, I looked up at him, Will didn’t even look away from his computer screen, I almost slapped him.

At least he took the pen out of his mouth.

“Do you think that your policeman brother might do you a little favor?” he asked, Will turned to him, while I just looked at the older doctor. Then we both made eye contact, copper meeting hazel.

I decided to go to the lounge for some coffee, so I made my way there and then I texted Jay.

To: Jaybird 💙

Hey!

Do you mind coming back to the hospital?

I need to ask you something.

From: Jaybird 💙

Sure, I’ll be there in 30 (traffic).

To: Jaybird 💙

Ok, see you in a bit.

Love you. ❤️

From: Jaybird 💙

❤️

Once that was sorted out, I prepared my coffee, and as I was about to put down the coffee pot, Connor stormed in.

“You seem in a foul mood.” I said, he just sat down on the couch, so I decided to be a good friend and prepared him a coffee, using that as a method to make time while waiting on Jay.

I offered him the mug, he looked up, then looked at the table. I followed the unsaid order and left the mug on the coffee table. Just as I did that, my phone pinged.

From: Jaybird 💙

I’m here.

To: Jaybird 💙

Meet you at the nurses desk.

“See you around Connor. Hope you like the coffee, and please keep an eye on mine.” I said, as I walked out, leaving my cup next to his.

“Sorry to ask you this, but Dr. Charles, he's on a thing about that attempted suicide.” Will started to tell Jay.

“He's not buying it.” I added.

“What's not to buy? You heard the report. There's no signs of foul play.” said Jay, a bit incredulous.

“I know.” Will and I said at the same time.

“But could you just take one more look? Turn over a few rocks?” Will said, hitting his shoulder lightly.

“Ugh, come on.” he said, a bit irritated.

“Please Jay… for us?” I asked, two seconds away from using my puppy eyes on him.

“All right, how about a pound of smoked trout from Calumet?” asked Will, as a way to convince Jay.

“All right, two and you got a deal.” Jay answered, they both shook hands, and then my brunette brother turned to me and we do the same to seal the deal.

Of course, Will hit the nail in the head. It’s Jay’s favorite.

“My man.” Will said.

“Shut up.” said Jay while leaving.

“You're our hero.” I said before he left.

CONNOR’S P.O.V

Lilly had just left the lounge when Zanetti entered, she sat down on the coffee table, mindful of the two cups of coffee there.

“Your patient, Herrmann, he's stable?” she asked me.

“He's still on the vent, but, yeah.” I answered honestly.

“In the O.R. when I said what I did… You know that I'm only hard on the good surgeons, right?” she asked, I wanted to laugh at that.

“Is that right?” I asked, looking up at her from my hunched down position.

“Yeah, I'm not gonna change because we're sleeping together.” she said. “If you've got some male power thing where you can't get it up unless I constantly applaud your surgical prowess…” she added in an attempt to joke, I wasn’t having it.

“Did you say something to fire about me mishandling him?” I asked her point blank about it.

“What?” she answered with a question.

“You heard me.” I said softly.

“You think that I would do something like that?” she asked.

“Somebody did.” was my simple answer.

“If you think for one second that I would undermine a colleague, no matter how I felt about his choices…” she started.

As if you didn’t humiliate me in the O.R

“Maybe I need to reassess this.” she said, and she left as if I had wronged her.

I then turned to the coffee table, seeing the cup Lilly had made for me, I took a sip, and then left it right where it was before. I turned to the ED to see the three Halsteads talking.

Could it be…

I couldn’t help but think as I saw them, then they shook hands and Jay left, Will went one way and Lilly came back to the lounge, as soon as she entered she made eye contact with me.

“Hey there Dr. Grumpy Puss, was the coffee good?” she asked, making a small smile appear on my face.

She wouldn’t… but the other Halstead could.

LILLY’S P.O.V

It had been a while, and I had received word from Dr. Choi that, apparently April’s younger brother, Noah, had ordered a mass spectrometry on Jessica Pope. I was shocked, because I remembered Reese being the one talking about it. Just when I thought I could go and talk to her about it, Jay showed up. I turned and motioned Will to come to us.

“Turned over some rocks on the Jessica pope case like you asked me to.” said Jay as his greeting to us both.

“And?” I asked, praying for a miracle.

“Had the documents lab restore some papers from her place. And they found this.” Jay said, handing Will a paper, which he turned slightly so we both could check it out.

“Thank you.” we said to him at the same time.

“Dr. Charles.” I called the other doctor’s attention.

“Suicide note?” he asked while Will handed him the paper.

“Mm-hmm.” we hummed at the same time.

“But she didn't do it because she was sick.” said Will

“«... my fault because I trusted him. I'm a fool. I can't live with this betrayal.»" Dr. Charles read parts of the note.

“Maybe a lover?” asked Will.

“Is this the whole thing?” asked the chief of psychiatry.

“That's all they could restore.” I said.

Ethan walked by and stopped right next to me.

“What's going on?” he asked.

“Jessica pope. Suicide after all.” said Dr. Charles, to explain what we were talking about.

“Really? Because I just got some very weird test results.” he said, that got our attention. “They confirm she's dying from an overdose of chemo.” he added.

“What's weird about that?” Will asked.

“The results also show… she never had cancer.” he said. Dr. Charles, Will and I looked at each other.

What the hell is going on here?

I left to check on Herrmann, and another patient I had to monitor because of a sinus infection that had arrived shortly after learning of Jessica’s results. Not even an hour later, I heard Connor’s name being called by the mic system to the ED, I stood back, leaving him and Will to deal with that, but I heard something that made me stop and turn towards the treatment room.

“You by any chance share those opinions with your brother?” asked Connor, serious and even a bit angry at Will.

Wait, what?

“What, Herrmann?” Will asked, Connor nodded.

He wouldn’t…

“Look, Jay asked, so I told him.” was Will’s answer.

HE DID?!

I immediately made my way to the doctors lounge, and called my brother. He picked up at the second ring.

“Hey there LilyBloom! What’s up?” he asked as if nothing was wrong.

“Did you ask Will about Connor’s course of action regarding Herrmann?” I asked, point blank.

“Look. Kelly asked me to ask Will. He wanted to know if his condition could’ve been avoided.” answered Jay, I wanted to slap both of them… well, the three of them, if you add Severide to the mix.

“One, you had no right to do that, I bet Will told you in confidence. And two, you wanted answers, you asked the wrong sibling!” I exclaimed, I could hear Jay’s jaw drop.

“What are you talking about?” he asked, clearly confused.

“I’m saying that I was primary, along with Connor, when Herrmann was brought in, you absolute idiot!” I exclaimed, I could only hear silence on the other end of the line.

“Shit.” said Jay, I could see him dragging his hand through his face.

“Yes. Shit. And now, Will and Connor are arguing while treating a patient.” I said, actually furious.

“Wait, what? Are you for real?” Jay sounded surprised.

“Is it really that hard to believe? Connor thinks that Will doesn’t trust his judgment call. Plus, they’re both doctors, and you know how we doctors get when someone with ZERO MEDICAL EXPERIENCE dares to question our decisions, based on what another doctor thinks.” I said to him, I could pretty much hear Adam whisper a “damn, she’s mad” and someone -probably Kim- shutting him up.

“Lilly… I swear I had no idea…” he started, I cut him up.

“Jay, save it. Really, save it. It’s not me you have to apologize to, it’s Connor. But next time, ask which Dr. Halstead treated a patient before making «hypothetical questions» about said patient.” I said, obviously pissed before hanging up.

JAY’S P.O.V

Lilly called me and I answered, I put the phone on speaker because I had my hands occupied with the report I was writing down, what I didn’t expect was to get another one ripped into me.

“You’re screwed” said Atwater.

“I think you mean dead.” said Ruzek, none of them helping.

“You’re not helping.” I said, leaving my phone on the table, and then letting my fall on the chair’s back. I ran my hands through my hair and then down my face.

“Knowing her, she won’t kill you.” said Kim, trying to cheer me up.

“Oh she will.” said Erin, not helping my case.

“I don’t think so, she’s really sweet.” the brunette defended.

“You haven’t seen her angry.” Voight’s gruff voice said from where he was standing at his office’s door.

I let out a groan. “How much did you hear Sarge?” I asked the man.

“Everything. And she’s right. You need to apologize to Dr. Rhodes… maybe even to her and Will.” he said.

“My apology won’t be accepted until after she kills me.” I said.

“Maybe. But she’s your sister. You’ll sort it out.” he said.

“Hope you’re right Sarge… or else I’m a dead man.” I said, that got me a snort from everyone.

LILLY’S P.O.V

After that phone call, I went out and went to check on the pair of hotheaded doctors in the trauma room, when I heard the hard part for anyone.

“1 of epi.” ordered Connor, after a bit he gave another order. “Stop compressions.” he said, and then checked for a pulse.

I then heard the monitor be turned off.

“Time of death, 16:21.” he called.

“No!” the woman, who I can only assume was the family of the patient, started sobbing uncontrollably, and it was heartbreaking.

Eventually I heard Natalie went to console the poor woman, but my concern for the moment was a pretty mad student doctor Sarah Reese, who just happened to barge into the break room. I followed her.

“What’s with the long face?” I asked her, she turned, surprised to see me.

“Dr.- I mean Lilly! Didn’t see you there.” she said, I looked at her, questioning look on my face. She caved two seconds later.

“Noah, April’s brother, took credit for a test I ordered.” she said, I looked shocked.

“I mean… can’t say it hasn’t happened to me, but ouch. You good?” I asked her, gently putting my hand on her shoulder to comfort her.

“Yeah… just pissed.” she said, I laughed a bit at that.

“And that’s understandable, tell you what, after shift, I’ll buy you a drink. Sounds good?” I asked her, she blushed.

“I… I don’t drink.” she said, I let out a soft Halstead Chuckle®, squeezing her shoulder in reassurance.

“Doesn’t have to be alcohol. We could have a coffee, tea, or even a soda if you want. The point is… let me take you out somewhere so you, a) aren’t alone tonight, and b) don’t kill Noah’s stupid ass when you see him next time.” I said to her with a smile.

Her blush became a bit more noticeable, going from a pale pink to a shade darker. “Oh… uhm… okay, sure.” she said, looking anywhere but me.

“Let me just say this, and I don’t mean this to sound as too direct, nor plan on offending you in any way, but… you’re cute when you blush Reese.” I said to her, winked at her and then left the room, going to find either Connor or Will to have a go at them for arguing while treating a patient.

Imagine my surprise when I found both my brothers in the waiting room.

Jackpot.

As I made my way to them, the idiots started arguing… as always.

“Did you tell Severide what I said to you in confidence?” asked Will to Jay.

“What?” Jay asked, I could see he was playing dumb.

“About Herrmann?” answered Will, I could see him losing his patience.

“You never said that was in confidence.” said Jay.

Sweet Jesus… I’m killing him.

“Great. In the future, do me a favor. Don't ask me any more hypothetical questions.” said Will, understandably mad.

“Fine. Then don't ask me to bring you any more sensitive materials from police investigations.” said Jay.

And just when he was about to leave, I stood in his way.

“How about next time, both of you pull your heads out of your asses and avoid making yourselves look like assholes?” I asked them, both of them looked surprised to see me standing there.

“Lilly…” started Jay, I raised my hand to cut him off.

“Save it, both of you, follow me.” I said, then pointed with my head to the side so we wouldn’t do anything stupid in public.

We made it to one of the empty conference rooms and there, all hell broke loose.

“What the actual living fuck did BOTH of you think you were doing earlier? Discussing patient care with each other. Especially one that wasn’t yours.” I asked them. Immediately both of them tried to defend themselves.

“He asked-” started Will.

“I just did what I was told-” Jay said louder.

“You know I’d never-” started Will again.

“You gotta understand-” Jay tried again to speak louder than Will, and honestly I had enough.

“ENOUGH!“ I exclaimed, making both my brothers shut up. “Sometimes it’s like I’m the eldest of the three, jeez.” I added, that made both of them look down in shame. “Look, you both screwed up. You by letting Severide getting you into all this.” I said pointing at Jay. “And you by answering the question he asked, without having the information to base your answer on.” I pointed at Will.

“I did point out several times that I wasn’t there when Herrmann was brought in.” Will said.

“That’s true.” Added Jay in Will’s defense.

“Look, that’s not the problem here. The problem is, Severide used you to get information he could’ve gotten from me if he had paid enough attention to what Herrmann said to me when I went to see him. And now Connor’s medical opinion is being questioned” I said.

“Sorry.” they both said at the same time.

“I’m not the one you should apologize to.” I said, they both looked at me. “Even if I do appreciate the apology… Connor’s the one you both need to apologize to.” I reminded them.

“As soon as I get the chance, I will.” said Jay, Will looked like he just swallowed a lemon.

“Will?” I asked.

“Fine. I’ll apologize to him.” he said.

“Still don’t get why you hate him.” I said.

“He’s just… he’s rich.” Will said, both Jay and I turned to him.

“Yeah, and?” Jay asked our older brother.

“You think he doesn’t understand the struggles you faced because he’s rich?” I asked.

“Yes! I mean, he has a trust fund, he had everything handed to him on a silver platter!” Will said, I wanted to slap him.

“Ok, I know we come from a blue-collar neighborhood, but Connor also struggled, in a different way than we did but-” Will cut me off.

“How can he know, his last name’s Rhodes!” he exclaimed.

“It’s because his last name’s Rhodes that he knows Will.” I said, the look I gave him must have been enough for him to understand he messed up. “As I said, you both apologize to him… and the sooner you do, the better.” and with that, I left the room.

I went to the nurses station to check on some records, when Dr. Charles approached me.

“Dr. Halstead.” he said, unfortunately I could see both my brothers looking at me through the window of the room I had just exited.

“Dr. Charles. How can I help you?” I asked.

“Dr. Manning’s patient…”

“Carol Shepperd? What about her?” I asked the psychiatrist.

“Your brother told me that, despite her best efforts, Dr. Manning hasn’t managed to get her to improve.” he said.

“Ok, if you want me to look over her file, I’ll need access to it. I don’t want this to look as if I’m trying to impose my way on her treatment.” I said to the man in front of me, he nodded.

“I’ll clear that with Dr. Manning when the time comes, right now, I need the best doctors to figure out what’s going on here.” he said.

“Thank you for the vote of confidence Dr. Charles. I also heard that you asked for the autopsy on Dr. Rhodes’s and my brother’s patient?” I asked him.

“Yeah, Dani Frank. We just want to make sure her case isn’t related to Dr. Choi’s patient.” he said I nodded.

“Ok, I’ll ask for some biomarkers and a mass spec on Mrs. Shepperd, just in case.” I said to the man, opening a new test order form on the computer screen.

“Thank you, Dr. Halstead. We’ll be in touch.” he said, I nodded.

Just hope this doesn’t come biting me in the ass later.

Introducing Connor's P.O.V!! Hope you liked it, I'm in process of writing next chapter, please have patience.

Love you all!

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proeliums · 3 months ago

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[ yaya dacosta, cis woman, she/her ] Look who just landed! ASHA DE SOUZA, I sure hope you packed all you need. Perhaps you’re not worried as A LEADER of THE GREY LILLIES / ER DOCTOR of UNAFFILIATED. The city has plenty of spots for a 42 year old HUMAN like you. You’ll be known in the city soon enough as THE YOUNG DYNAMO, being ALTRUISTIC and SELF-RIGHTEOUS.

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FIRST. Your childhood is not easy. Your parents emigrated from Earth for a better life – for the chance of riches and greatness on Mars. Instead, they had been greeted only with poverty and struggle. You grow up in a cramped household, shared with your parents and three siblings in the heart of the AKUMU SLUMS. This doesn’t break you, though; nor does it harden you. No, instead it inspires hope within you. It inspires a dream – a fuzzy, undefined notion of something better. You grow up with the understanding that, one day, you will return to these streets and liberate them. That you would help the people who raised you, who shaped you, and ensure their children would lead a better life than you had.

SECOND. You mature, but you do not lose your dream. It drives you to pursue medicine – to heal the sick and the wounded. To treat the diseases that plague the slums you’d once called home. You find other like minded individuals – those who share your history, and share your belief in the future. You even get married – to a man who might as well be your mirror. Who is driven by the same single desire as you: to leave this planet in better shape than you found it.

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This is us.

Papa!Eddie x Fem!plus size reader

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A/N: Hey y'all. So it's been a minute. But I am back. And I brought with me my conclusion of Papa Eddie fic. This has been such a pleasure to write. And I'm happy to end it here. I hope all of you who have waited for this love it as much as I did. Thanks for reading. As always feedback is greatly appreciated and asks/ comments are always welcomed. Kay love ya bye.

I do not give permission for this to be published anywhere else. Please respect all creators.

Word count : 2,768

Warnings: 18+ language, sexual implications/situations, fluff and not proof read.

Summary: Life goes on. But oh what a good life it will be.

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After that night you started seeing a therapist to help deal with your postpartum. You got prescripted a new medication to help with it. Keeping in mind the side effects. You went to group therapies with Eddie. Being filled with information that's helped. You didn't understand why you were this way and it was very traumatic. But with Eddie by your side you started getting better. As weeks went by you started seeing Lilly differently. She was incredibly beautiful. And she was very calm. Eddie was so happy seeing you bond with her. And nights got better. He would wake up to you in bed now. Which was a sign of relief for him. It took some time but eventually the situation got better. After a few months the doctor started leaning you off your medication. And things were good. The summer before Rosie was about to start pre k you guys took a family vacation. Florida was absolutely beautiful.

Eddie wanted a beach day with his girls so he helped gather the things for it and took you guys. As he sat on the sand with Lilly he watched you and Rosie make sand castles. Finally, everything was good. He had his beautiful daughters and a happy wife. His life was complete. He had never been so happy in his life. He continued to watch you and Rosie play in the water and collect sea shells. He rocked Lilly back and forth.

" Baby girl, you are so lucky to have a mommy like that. She loves you so much that I'm kinda jealous. Did you know that your mommy is a warrior? Yup. She went to hell and back just to be with us…and when you're older. I'll tell you how she saved daddy and your sissy."

Eddie looked up and saw you smiling at him. You grabbed Rosie's hand and went to join him. You gave him a kiss on the cheek and asked if you could hold her. Eddie nodded and handed you Lilly and grabbed Rosie to sit on his lap. He put an arm around your waist and kissed the side of your head.

"I'm so proud of you sweetheart. You make me so happy."

You smiled at him and looked at Rosie. " All my life I never knew what real love was until I met you and Rosie. Now, it's all I feel when I look at you two. I'm really grateful for this life. Our lives." You looked down at Lilly. Brushing her little brown curls back. " Thank you. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for giving me two beautiful daughters. Thank you for not giving up on me."

You looked at him. " Thank you for being such a great father."

Eddie leaned in and gave you a tender kiss. After resting his forehead on yours.

…

You went back to work a few months later. You were honestly happy to finally be contributing again. Though you loved being at home with your daughters, you felt bad that Eddie had to work so much to bring in the dough. So in order for him to cut his hours back, you decide to work again. It took a while to get back into the rhythm of things. But eventually you got the hang of it.

You were out on the floor doing some work when all of a sudden some new hire stopped you. You smiled and said hi.

" How's it going?" He asked.

" Oh you know. Living the dream."

He grinned. " Yeah."

There was this awkward silence that followed. You were just about to ask if he needed something when he said something.

" So uhh y/n are you married?"

You looked around and saw Eddie coming towards you.

" Yes I am."

" Oh…me too…but you know that doesn't mean anything."

You looked back at him when you saw Eddie stop to talk to someone.

" Umm it does to me." You responded nervously.

" It does to me too." He smirked. " I love my wife…but what they won't know won't hurt them."

You pressed your lips together and looked over to Eddie again giving him 'help me eyes'.

" Are-are you hitting on me?" You asked looking back at the guy.

He chuckled. " Yeah. I am."

You awkwardly laughed and shook your head. That's when Eddie came.

" Hey man. What's going on?" Eddie addressed the guy.

You stood quiet and looked at the ground.

" Oh nothing. Just introducing myself. I'm Ramses."

Eddie held out his hand. " Hey. I'm Eddie Munson."

Rames took his hand and looked at you. " Oh you're the husband. Nice. It's cool that you guys work together."

Eddie gave him a look. When did you tell him that you were married?

" Well I better get back to work." Ramses said, while winking at you.

Eddie gave him a thin lip smile. Did he really have to kick someone's ass at work?

" What was that all about?"

You sighed. " Honestly, I don't know. I told him I was married and he said that it doesn't mean anything."

Eddie furrowed his brow. " The fuck?!"

You shrugged. " It's nothing. Don't worry. I don't tolerate shit like that."

Eddie nodded but he wanted to kick his ass.

" So can you have lunch right now?" You asked, trying to ease his worry.

" Yeah."

You could see Eddie still obviously worried about Ramses. So you took his hand.

" Honey, please don't be upset for too long. I want to have a good lunch with my husband."

Eddie saw the love in your eyes and instantly felt better.

He grinned at you. " What do you want, sweetheart?"

You smiled sweetly up at him. " Is a sub and a strawberry lemonade too much?"

Eddie chuckled a little. " Not at all. That actually sounds good…I'll go get it. Meet me in the parking lot in 15."

" Perfect. Need to grab my stuff to pump."

" I'll get some ice for the cooler."

You really wanted to kiss him but you had to remember that you were at work. So instead you gave him a hug.

" Love you." You whispered.

He hugged you a little tighter. " Love you too"

…

You and Eddie sat in the back of his van and munched down on your sandwiches as you pumped your chest. Eddie kept staring at your now even bigger breasts and wanted so badly to try your milk.

Would that be weird? Would you look at him differently? How would it taste? Have you ever tried it?

There were so many questions going through his mind that he didn't notice that you were trying to get his attention.

" Munson?"

His trance was broken and he met your beautiful eyes. " Huh?"

" Why are you looking at me like that?"

Eddie cleared his throat and put down his sandwich. " So uhh I…I was curious…ummm what- do you know what your milk tastes like?"

You blushed and looked away. " Umm well it depends what I eat. But the one time I tried it, it was sweet."

He nodded even though you weren't looking at him. He gulped and took a calming breath in. Why was he so nervous to ask you?

" Umm baby?"

You looked up at him. " Hmmm?"

" Erm…can I…can I taste it?"

" N-now?"

" Y-yeah. I mean since the girls are out." He pointed at the twins and smirked.

" Umm…alright."

Eddie watched you turn off your pump and unscrew the collection cup. But before you could give it to him he held up his hand.

" Is it weird if I say I want it straight from the tap?"

Your cheeks filled with red. But you smiled and said that it wasn't. You put a lid on the cup and placed the container in the cooler. After you moved your lunch to the side. While putting the recently pumped breast away you pulled out the other.

Eddie's mouth immediately watered. Your tits were so big and beautiful. All he wanted to do was put them in his mouth all the time. He turned his body towards you and gave you a quick kiss before getting eye level with your nipple. His tongue shot out to moisten his lips before he swirled his tongue around your suddenly hardened nub. When his lips latched on he reached up to cup you tit to give him a little leverage so that he could suck a little. Though it was just a little bit of milk, the sweetness of it danced on his taste buds. He swallowed and began sucking a little harder and massaging your breast to get more out. He looked up when he heard you moan. Your eyes were closed but you were biting your lip. When he moved a little that's when he noticed he was rock hard.

Eddie wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you up a little. Mouth still sucking gently. He laid you down and got between your legs. He pushed his length between your legs and pulled off your shirt before returning to suckle.

" Ed-eddie…how much time do we have?"

He lifted his arm to see the time. " Mmmm. 12 minutes." He mumbled against your skin.

You were just about to ask if it was enough time when he took off his shirt and made quick work of your jeans and his.

" No time to waste." He said return his mouth to your chest.

You moaned and sighed feeling his throbbing length push through you. His stretch alone was everything. He had you clawing his back in just a few hard thrust.

" Eddieee" you mewl.

His lips now move from your buds to your collarbone.

" Mmm" he hums. "Baby…it's been too long…too long since I felt your perfect…warm…wet pussy."

It took you a second to register what he said. He just felt so good.

"Honey…you had me this morning."

" Yeah." He grunted against your neck. " And I'm gonna have you again when we clock out, and after dinner."

You moaned and his hand went between your bodies and started rubbing lazy circles on your clit. Before you knew it you came.

" Oh sweetheart…fuck you feel so good when your pussy hugs me like that."

Eddie came right after you did. He pulled out and laid next to you.

He lifted his arm to look at his watch. " 3 minutes to spare. "

You giggled and sat up. " Common. Let's finish lunch in my office."

….

Eddie was just about ready to clock out. He stood back for a minute to put up his tools he used for the day, when the maintenance supervisor asked him to grab a part from the warehouse so that someone could work on it when he left. When he went he saw Ramses was watching you talk to some union members. Ramses seemed to be waiting for you. Eddie, now annoyed with this guy, decided to confront him about it. But before he could, he saw you give Ramses a smile. He watched the interaction unfold. And when he saw you laugh he was blinded by jealousy. Instead of making a scene and losing his job, he quickly went to retrieve the part and clocked out. He found you waiting by the van. He gave you a fake smile and opened the door for you.

The drive to get the girls was quiet. Well that was until you told him what happened. You were never really confrontational. Only when you had to be. So when Ramses asked if you wanted to be FWB you laughed out of nervousness. You had told him that you were very happy in your marriage and you weren't that type of person. When Eddie heard that he pulled over and dragged you to the back. Making love again like he promised. Only this time he let love bites all over. Marking you up as his and only his. If the guy didn't understand your rejection, maybe seeing you with all the hickeys would get him to see. Not that he didn't trust you. He just knew how he used to be until he decided to grow up.

The girls were picked up and you guys went home. Eddie was fixing the handle on the bathroom door while you gave Rosie a bath.

" Mommy?"

" Yeah sweet girl?"

" Love you."

Both you and Eddie smiled.

" I love you too princess."

Rosie giggled.

" What about me? Don't you love daddy too?"

Rosie looked up from her rubber ducks to him.

" Love you daddy. And I love sissy and bastian and poppa Wanye, and Sinclair and auntie Bin."

You beamed at Eddie when she said Erika's last name. She kept naming everyone she loved. Then after she whispered to you.

" But I love you the most, mommy."

Tears filled your eyes when she said that.

" Thank you sweet girl."

After dinner you and Eddie put the girls to bed. You stood in the doorway for a minute, watching the girls sleep. They were so perfect and so beautiful. Eddie came and stood by you. Putting an arm around your waist.

" Whatcha thinking Mrs Munson?"

You put your head on his shoulder. " Just how lucky I am to have you and the girls."

He kissed the top of your head then watched the girls too.

" I think it's us who are the lucky ones to have you sweetheart. The girls have the best mom and I have the best wife."

You kissed his cheek. " Common Honey…you have a promise to upkeep."

Eddie nodded " I want to give the girls a good night kiss and wished them sweet dreams."

" Okay. I'll get the bed ready. "

He went to the girls and just looked back and forth at each one.

" I love you. Sleep tight baby girls."

When Eddie went to the bedroom, you were laying there completely naked. His length was at half mast just seeing you smile.

" Mrs Munson…you sexy thang you."

You giggled watching him shimmy out of his sweats. Once he was in his birthday suit he hopped on the bed and smothered you with kisses.

" I…love…you." He said between every kiss.

You cupped his face and made him look at you. The way you looked at him made him fall all over again.

" Forever?" You softly asked.

Eddie stroked your hair and nodded. " Forever baby."

…

Eddie was standing at the altar next to his uncle. The day had finally come. His uncle. His unofficial father was getting married. And at this very moment he watched his two beautiful daughters walk down the aisle tossing flowers. Eddie swore he had never been so proud of his little girls. As the girls reached the end he went and picked up Lilly and grabbed Rosie's hand. He went straight to Erika and handed off the girls, giving each one a kiss on the head. He went back to his spot and watched as the bridesmaids started making their way down the aisle.

The last girl that came was the prettiest. His grin reached from ear to ear seeing his beautiful wife. The flowy light green dress made you look irresistible. Eddie's mind went straight to the gutter. And you must have noticed because you mouthed ' stop it'.

Eddie smirked and slightly shook his head. ' you're mine tonight.'

Your cheeks turned pink and smiled.

You and Eddie never took your eyes off one another as Wayne and Janet said their vows. Both of you said silent I love yous as the minister closed the ceremony. Everyone clapped and followed the happy newlyweds out the door. While you and Eddie stayed back to grab the girls.

" Oh look at my sweet girls." You cooed, bending down, giving each of the girls a hug.

Eddie went to grab Lilyy and you walked ahead of him holding Rosie's hand.

" Mommy?"

" Yeah princess."

" When can I get married?"

You stopped and looked back at your handsome husband.

" Umm you have to ask daddy sweet girl."

Eddie furrowed his brow at Rosie.

" Daddy?"

" Not until you're 35."

You laughed and continued walking. " Looks like you have to wait a while, sweet girl."

You continued walking and moved your hair to the side. Eddie smiled seeing your tattoo of Bastian's little feet on your shoulder. He turned to Lily.

" Want to go see your brother baby girl?"

She nodded and Rosie got all happy and jumped.

You looked back at Eddie.

" Is that okay Mrs Munson? Can we go see our son?"

You smiled sweetly at him and nodded.

" Yeah. We can't forget about Bastian."

Eddie jogged up to you and put an arm around your waist. Kissing your forehead.

" Never sweetheart. We'll never forget about him."

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