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kommandonuovidiavoli · 2 days ago

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Like a Vase [Mourning AU FANFIC]

When Irwin arrived at the site, he looked around to make sure no one would attack him out of nowhere.

He noticed the little figure of a girl in the distance, looking at something in front of herself.

He didn’t move at first, not wanting to disturb her. But she did need to know about his presence if they wanted to avoid any problems.

“Hey-” The man called, voice softer than normal to not attract anyone else’s attention. “Is it safe?” He asked.

“... I think so…” The girl replied with a dull tone.

“Can I walk up there?”

“... yes.”

After looking around himself again, Irwin carefully made his way up to where the girl stood. His feet stepping on fallen leaves didn’t make the crunching noise someone might expect; it must’ve rained recently. It seemed like it rained a lot in that place.

Irwin stopped right next to the girl, looking down at where her sad eyes pointed.

Two little graves. Too little to even exist. The man sighed to himself, all kinds of emotions going through his head and heart at once, but he needed to push them back. He couldn’t do anything for… them.

But he could try and help her.

“How are things going?” He asked, actually worried. The last time he visited it was almost three months before, which might seem a short period for an adult. But for a kid, a hurting kid, that might’ve seemed an eternity.

The girl shrugged, not answering his question. So it wasn’t going well, he imagined. He let out another long sigh, mostly because it hurt him to see kids like that.

“How are you doing?” He switched the subject to the person he had right there, hoping that that new, personal question would get an answer.

There was a brief silence before he heard the girl finally reply to him.

“It hurts… it still hurts a lot…” She was about to cry, that was obvious.

Before he could do anything, the girl looked up at him. Yes, there were tears in her eyes, already.

“You said it would pass…”

“Yeah, I did say that…” And it was a big mistake; kids are not very good with patience and waiting.

“When does that happen?”

“... I’m not sure… I’m sorry…”

“What are you doing?”

He saw the little girl’s eyes filling with more tears; he didn’t even know kids could hold so many in their tiny eyes.

Irwin sighed again and put a hand on her head, trying to somehow comfort her without being too invasive. Especially in that place where anyone could spot them.

Talking about the wolf.

The girl quickly turned around to where the voice came from, involuntarily pushing Irwin’s hand away from her head. Well, he was pulling it away anyway after hearing that voice; the last thing he wanted was for her to be in trouble. Even if… it was a bit too late for that, now.

But he made sure to monitor the situation as it was going to unfold.

There was a short silence, and he didn’t dare to turn around just yet.

“I… was just…”

“I told you to keep this place clear.”

“I was…”

“Then why is someone here? And an adult, of any people.”

The girl gulped, looking up at Irwin to find a good explanation for that. Irwin met her eyes and just nodded, as to give her permission to tell the truth. Something really rare around their sector in those times.

“He’s a friend… he helped us already, so I thought-”

“You don’t need to THINK.” The other kid replied, harshly. A bit too harsh. “I do that. All you need to do is follow my orders, and I ordered you to keep this place CLEAR from ANYONE!”

“But Tyler–”

“It’s Numbuh 412.”

“No one wants to harm them anymore!” She tried to explain, her voice breaking from the words that just came out of her mouth. She stopped for a moment, actually realizing what she just said.

Was… that it? Was that why he was so overprotective?

The other kid’s face was filling with rage once more. It was the norm lately.

“What did you just say?” He asked in a low, menacing tone, which made the girl step back.

Irwin reached an arm and grabbed her shoulder, as to somehow tell her she wasn’t alone, and she was ok. It hurt him to see her like that. You shouldn’t be scared of your leader.

“I… said what I said.” Here she was; the little fighter he met some months before. “None of the people who came here and STILL try to come here want to harm them. Carol, Aiden, Gianna, Reyna, Sector BI… They want to pay respects! They want closure, one last goodbye, l-like– like THE ONE WE STILL CAN’T EVEN GIVE THEM BECAUSE YOU–”

“Watch it!” The boy said, stepping closer to the girl. “You dare say another heresy and I swear things are not gonna end well!”

That was it.

“Move.” The boy demanded, but Irwin stood his ground between him and the girl who didn’t dare to step away from behind him. When he saw the man was not moving, the boy tried to push him away, without result.

Irwin turned around and stepped between them; his arms down his sides, ready to reach if necessary, his legs half closed so no one could sneak past them.

The boy had in front of him an imposing, unsurpassable mountain staring down at him with a cold, stern eye.

“Move! I SAID MOVE! MOVE, NOW!!” he started screaming, pushing harder, but the man wouldn’t even budge from his spot, looking down at him- but his gaze was not sad.

He didn’t want to see kids like that. Hurting like that. Not wanting any help and not realizing they were hurting everyone else with their pain. As if the others weren’t hurting already on their own.

“Tyler…” he tried to call his attention, but the boy kept pushing and pulling, trying to move him from his spot. He tried to call him one more time, but nothing seemed to work.

“TYLER!”

Another voice joined the group as another boy ran up to them, seeming a bit restless. He stopped as he saw the scene, not understanding what was going on.

“Uhm… Tyler…” he tried to call again, and finally, he got his attention.

“IT’S NUMBUH 412!!”

“N-numbuh 412…” the other boy corrected himself, trying to keep the situation as calm as possible. “We… g-got another… call… from Moonbase… they’re asking for a report on our… situation…”

Finally, the kid stopped his useless fight and calmed a bit, standing up and looking at his… friend? Were they even friends, anymore?

“I told you I don’t want to talk to them.”

“I know… but they’re insisting on this… please…”

The leader growled, frustrated, starting to walk in the direction of the other boy and the big treehouse towering over the whole place. But before entering their headquarters, he turned around, pointing at Irwin and his "little sidekick".

“I WANT HIM OUT OF HERE! THIS IS AN ORDER!” and with that, he got inside.

The other boy looked at the girl, exchanging a mutually understood feeling, then turning to Irwin and mouthing an “I’m sorry” before following his leader inside.

Irwin let out his fourth sigh of the day. That was gonna be hard to explain to his superior.

“Are you gonna tell on us?” The girl asked with a weak, shaky voice.

And there came the fifth sigh. Almost a record.

“Tell who?” The man asked, trying to keep his play up. But it was over, at least for that Sector. He couldn’t hold up that stupid “kid in an adult body” lie around them anymore.

“... other adults…” the girl quickly grabbed his clothes, holding on to them as to stop him from going anywhere. “I don’t want to lose them as well… they’re all I have left… please…”

Sixth.

“I can understand your feelings. But you need to understand that this is NOT okay. This is NOT healthy for any of you kids.”

“Please Tito…” she tried again, holding tighter on him.

Seventh.

“I…” what was he supposed to do? He understood their feelings, he understood the need to solve things alone. He went through that, even if it was different circumstances.

But they didn’t realize how bad it was around them. How many people were hurting and how things were getting worse by the day because of their actions. Well, mostly because of the actions of one of them.

Their leader.

Eighth.

The girl nodded slightly.

He finally turned around and knelt down to look the girl in the eyes.

“I will do my best to… maybe invent some story and give you more time to calm down, talk, and find a way out of this mess. But if things get worse… I need to think about the other kids, as well, you understand?”

“It’s not fair to make other people suffer because you are suffering. And I think you know that too well, right?” He nodded back at the treehouse, clearly addressing her leader. He finally put a hand on her head, slowly rubbing it.

“You’re strong. I know you are. And I know your friends are, too. You do what you can, Phoebe, but don’t allow anyone to step on you and your feelings because of their pain. Stand your ground.”

“B-but what if I end up losing them?”

“It might be necessary, but it will be temporarily. I’m not saying to step away from them if you don’t want to. You can keep being with them if you feel it’s right. One day they will understand, and they will get back to you. But if nothing around here changes, if YOU don’t start changing… it’s impossible to move on.” He smiled warmly, noticing then one of the vases on the graves behind her had fallen over at some point, spilling the water inside and scattering the flowers on the ground.

He stood up and walked next to it, not doing anything for it, but looking down so that the girl could notice it as well.

“Think of yourself like this vase. You are down, everything spilling out, and flowers seem fine but they are already missing water. You can stay like this. You can stay down and just wait for someone to pick you up. But can flowers wait for that long?”

He watched as the girl looked at the vase, probably thinking about what to do. As he expected, it didn’t take long for her to go pick the vase up and put the flowers back in, making sure they had enough water. Satisfied with her work, she looked at the grave she had put the vase back on.

It was hers.

She smiled sadly; of course, she would do that to help her.

Irwin smiled at her. “Pick yourself up, kid. I don’t think your friends here like to see your guys like that, too.”

“He won’t listen to me…”

“Then make sure to scream loud enough for him to finally listen. If needed, pick his vase up and show him you’re there for him.”

Without another word, Irwin found those little arms hugging him, and he couldn’t do anything but do the same with her. He could feel his shirt getting wet, but he didn’t care.

It was going to rain again pretty soon.

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Ahaha, what a nice, short 5 pages fic, right guys???

Anyway, of course, it was for @artsygirl0315, who actually already read this but now it has COLORS!!!

CREDITS:

Mourning AU by @artsygirl0315

Carol and Aiden by @kandykatz

Gianna by @numbuh-72

Reyna by @numbuhinfinitys

Sector BI by @some-loozzr

Irwin by my stupid a$$

#mourning au #sector php #phoebe mitski #tyler del ray #jeremiah montgomery #irwin stevens #carol carlson #aiden anderson #gianna chavez #reyna russel #sector BI #artsygirl0315 #kandykatz #numbuh-72 #numbuhinfinitys #some-loozzr #did I tag everyone?#I HOPE #universes mixes

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lesbiangummybearmafia · 11 months ago

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The gilded age 02x08, In Terms of Winning and Losing, my thoughts...

Please excuse any spelling errors. My brain is sleepy so its not working too well. 😰

I'm still having feelings over last night season 2 finale. We can't say they didn't pack the episode until it nearly burst that's for sure.

I'm going start at the end because it still tickles me that Aunt Ada is now head of the Van Rhijn household. (They went omg free fall everything ending, to oh wait we're fine. One oh the fastest turn around ever). Which will now be known as Fronte household. Thank you, Mr. Bannister for pointing it out. Because truthfully I was clueless as every body else until he asked Aunt Ada if it ok. Than it all clicked... Omg Aunt Ada is now the big cheese! The look on her face was brilliant! In that moment we seen her take her power, completely imbody it. We clearly see her mind calculating on all the changes she's going to make. It one exceptional piece of acting from Cynthia Nixon. She doesn't utter a word during it, it's all in facial expressions and her body movements. It's just as powerful. She's so very talented!

Look on Aunt Agnes face made giggle as she realizes the role in her own house have reversed on her. That her little sister is now in charge. I don't mean in unkind way whatsoever. The relationship and dynamics between these two sisters have been certain ways for most likely all their lives up to this point, but now Aunt Agnes is going to have to listen to Aunt Ada in way is never did before. I personally think it's going to good for the whole household. Aunt Ada is kind and compassionate that will benefit everyone in that household especially Aunt Agnes.

I did love When Aunt Ada ask Marian if finally broke off her engagement with Dashiell, because she know he wasn't right for her. Lol it was too brilliant. I love Aunt Ada so much!!

So yes finally Marian broke off her engagement to Dashiell!! I cheered when that happened!! It's like damn woman took you long enough. But after he called her by his dead wife's name, creepy that was the last straw. No one can blame the man for still being in love with his dead wife. We all know that heart doesn't work that way, just because their no longer here doesn't make our love just stop. It's ultimately more to what Marian said, that their not well matched, they don't want the same things and their not in love with each other. I'm just glad she found her back bone and got out before it was too late.

I'm personally so happy about that kiss bewteen Marian and Larry, I was yelling kiss, kiss, kiss the whole time! I think their well matched in every way. Larry definitely be ok with Marian teaching or anything else she wants to do. Now thanks to Aunt Ada she won't come penniless to the whole thing because we know Aunt Ada won't allow that!! I'll put odds on it! Only issue as we all know may be Bertha. Perhaps not though so much with Larry, she does like Marian. We'll see... I did like the little scene bewteen Marian and Frances. I felt quite a bit of empathy for Frances, she was just a little girl looking for a mom. I'm glad Marian was able to reassure for her that she will still be very much in her life just not as her step-mother.

I'm so happy for Jack that he got his patent approved. It was such a brilliant idea of Peggy's that he go talk to Larry about it. That Larry wants to go into business with Jack on his alarm clock. Love it. It was so amazing what happen then.

Peggy deciding to leave her job at The Globe was probably the only way to deal with her feelings for her boss

I'm sad for her because she was doing something she loved. But he was just too casual about the whole cheating on my wife no doubt done more times then Peggy would of ever found out about. She deserves so much better. This also showed that she as alot of self respect, self worth, and self confidence. To not only not fall for his bs, but to walk away when she clearly had feelings but knew it was a bad situation for her. Women now a days can learn alot from her. I was also nice to see perhaps the rift bewteen Peggy and her father may be softening. That her mother and father are getting back to loving terms with each other.

I was very sad to see Mr. Watson go but to know that he'll be part of his daughter and grand children lives makes it a happy going. I'm glad his daughter let her wishes known and kinda defy he husband by going to talk to her dad.

Now the opera war. I never thought Bertha wouldn't pull it off. There's just something about that woman that scream WIN. I'm not surprised she got the Duke back, because she something or someone Mrs. Astor doesn't that alone I knew would enough to turn the Duke back to her side. That is Gladys of course. Now am I ok that's a good chance that Bertha sold Gladys into marriage with the Duke no I'm not! I love Bertha I truly do. However her own ambition I feel is an issue, it's a blinding thing, it's all consuming, it power over everything. I fear what that will do to her in future. Ambition can be good until it takes complete control of a person. Because the need to win, to be number one, to defeat those against you makes you forget about who truly loves you. I don't want to see that be the path for Bertha. Because at her core I don't believe she's her ambition. If she was she wouldn't of done the nice gesture for Mrs. Bruce by giving her the tickets to opening night of Met. Bertha does show incredible care and kindness to her staff. Which is something I truly love about her. Always the way she is with the people she's made friends with. Unlike Mrs. Astor who treats everyone like they should be kissing her ass. Bertha genuinely nice, kind, sweet and funny. So I want to her ambition hurt the rest of her, hurt her life, completely destroy her relationship with her daughter, her son and her husband. Because her ambition isn't worth losing her family that loves her. Alright enough said on that. To good stuff.

Seeing Mrs. Astor lose was brilliant! She at more than half empty Academy still trying to pretend everything's fine...while a death rattle could heard in the background. I wanted to tell Aunt Agnes and Oscar to get the fuck out of there, go with Mrs. Fish, save yourselves!!

Turner fuming was hilarious and her husband being completely over it just made all the better. I got feelings he just wanted to say to her could just sit down and shut it already damn for some peace and quiet. All day and night it's Mrs. Russell this and Mrs. Russell that. Should never marry you fuck!

I loved both Bertha and Gladys gowns. The colors were beautiful. Especially like how the colors deep green pattern against lighter green of Bertha's made her stand out in her box at Met, couldn't miss her if you wanted too. Marian gown was very cool I really liked ruching by shoulders and neck. But I think my favorite gown belonged to Aurora, blue and white and sparkly it was gorgeous. That's one I would've wanted to wear.

I so did love seeing Bertha get her moment, she was floating on air there. Especially when she walk through the doors of her central box after nearly crying because George got back for her. To the whole of the Metropolitan filled. Although the boxes where bigger then I thought they be. All I could recall was when I watched The Age of Innocent because that begins at the opera, it's very much in a similar time frame as The Gilded Age. But I like the ones at the Met better, they can call over and talk to each other like friends do. It seems less stuffy and more social and fun. One of my favorite moments was when Bertha caught sight of Mrs. Bruce and Mr. Baudin and gives them a little wave, it was so cute and endearing.

Mrs. Bruce was very cute through out being at an opera house for the first time.

I'm so sad it's the final episode of the season. All I know is HBO better renew for 3rd season!! Because it's official my favorite series, I don't want it going anywhere for a long long time!!

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