#serena laurel

[otto-serena]

Back from the Dead {𝒮𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒶}

AU Verse

@butibite

It had been two years since Serena had seen her family. After trying to help people at an abandoned mall and getting attacked, Serena had nearly died, she had been shot in the torso and barely made it out alive. She had tried to get back to Troy, back to Tracy, but her radio was dead and she was bleeding too heavily to make any real progress in getting anywhere. She had tried walking away from the mall but in her decision had gone in the wrong direction of their camp and passed out from blood loss. The next time she woke up, she was being treated for the wound in the back of an odd van. A few people had come across her before she could die and had chosen to help her. Her wound was infected and Serena was in and out of consciousness for several days until she finally came to. Although by that point she was several states away from Troy and their daughter, and in no shape to travel, and without a long-distance radio she couldn't get back in touch with them. Serena had been looking for her family for two years now, and she now had found them for the first time in all those years. After picking up a radio transmitter, and checking the stations, she came across a voice she recognized on the radio, Troy. Although the radio couldn't transmit back to him, but she had an idea of the location and left for it as soon as she could.

Now Serena had found them, found her husband, her child, her group in the middle of what she could only be described as an all-out war against Troy and Madison.

Madison fucking Clark. Serena hated her with a passion, despite never actually meeting the woman. But Troy had told her what Madison had done to him, at the ranch and at the Dam. Serena had seen the aftermath of Madison's violence on Troy when she saved him from the Dam years ago. Serena had caught on to the fact that her husband was fighting Madison Clark through the radio chatter. After what Madison had done to Troy on the ranch with her manipulation and turning everyone against him, and then at the Dam. Serena wanted to see her on the ground.

For the moment Serena kept herself hidden, she didn't know the extent of the mess Troy was in and she didn't want to make things worse. She had caught up to the group on the side of a lake, with people there from Madison's group and Troy's, with a scattered heard. Serena watched from the cover of the tree line as Madison approached Troy. Something didn't feel right.

Madison was standing close to Troy, holding his arm in one of her hands, while holding Alicia's makeshift arm in her other. Serena watched, raising her gun to train at the Clark. Then she saw it, the change in Madison's demeanor, her expression, and how she tried to stab Troy with Alicia's arm. However, before she could actually plunge the sharp metal into Troy's torso her hand holding the arm was shot.

Madison let out a soft cry as she was shot in the hand, dropping the metal arm she had planned to kill Troy with and she stumbled back in pain, "What the hell?!" She exclaimed looking around in confusion.

"Have every one of your people put their weapons down, and step away from him." Serena said through the walkie, still hiding in the trees, "or the next bullet goes in your head."

Madison looked around in confusion and looked at Troy before picking up her walkie, "who the hell are you?" She demanded, although was quickly shot in the arm.

"I'm not someone you want to mess with," Serena said putting her walkie back in her belt before stepping out of the treeline and walking over to the group, she could see Troy out of the side of her vision. She wanted to run to him, to hug him and be held by him again, but right she couldn't. Instead, Serena kept her eyes and gun trained on Madison. Although she looked around at the group, the people who were apparently on Madison's side.

"I said put your weapons down or I kill her!" Serena snapped staring at them before looking back at Madison. The blonde woman was holding her arm, flinching in pain from the bullets, and stared at the woman who had walked out of the treeline in confusion and anger.

"Who the hell are you?!" Madison demanded again.

[otto-troy]

How I looked at everything and everyone on the ranch

How I used to look at my wife

@buried-sixfeet-under 😘

[themuselesswriter]

Tryn Hotto VS Tumblr Shitposts

[all-that-is-gold-is-now-gone]

Troy: 6’2, two-time militia leader with a temper and intense amounts of dangerous information about the undead. Killer instincts. Also Troy: Lets his wife play with and braid his hair when she is stressed. Has princess tea parties with Tracy. A girl Dad.

[dollenjoyer]

💖 my and @harperdunes ’s custom girlies* 💖

from left:

serena (she/her) - on a harper dune body w/ dyed brown hair and painted accents (edges, freckles, fuller eyebrows, blushing). we love her most so she gets to come outside w/ us

kiranmayi (she/her) - on a meena fleur body w/ dyed black hair and painted accents (smoked the makeup out, changed eyebrow color).

laurel (he/him) - on a sabrina st. cloud body, wearing a wig. he’s still a WIP bc we want to flock his head, repaint his face and potentially swap his eyes. also has god’s most special princess status bc we’re working on making him a custom wardrobe. (picture feat. serena LMAO)

*laurel is sort of a girl but it’s complicated

[buried-sixfeet-under]

@otto-troy

[muselessart]

Tryn Hotto Reincarnated

Here we go!

[roll-of-royces]

These two will not leave my brain. They just rattle around in there making sarcastic comments and stealing the few brain cells I have left.

[ftwd-the-real-deal]

Character Introduction Masterpost

Troy Otto

Laurel Otto

Mia Gottfried

Tyler Dallas

[inkskinned]

the thing about some men is that they want you to remember, at all times, that you are underneath them. that with one word or look or "joke", you will stay beneath them. that even "exceptions" to the rule are not true exceptions - the commonly cited statistic that one in eight men believe they could win against serena williams.

women's gymnastics is often not seen as real gymnastics. whatever the fuck non-euclidian horrors rhythmic gymnasts are capable of, it's often tamped down as being not a sport. some of the most dominant athletes in the world are women. nobody watches women's soccer. despite years of dancing and being built like a fucking brick, men always assume they're faster and stronger than i am. you wouldn't like what happens when they are incorrect. once while drunk at a guy's house i won a held-plank challenge by a solid minute. the party was over after that - he became exceedingly violent.

what i mean is that you can be perfect, and they still think you're ... lacking, somehow. i hope you understand i'm trying to express a neutral statement when i say: taylor swift was the possibly the most patriarchy-palatable, straight-down-the-line woman we could churn out. she is white, conventionally attractive, usually pretty mild in personality. say what you will about her (and you should, she's a billionaire, she can handle it), but a few things seem to be true about her: 1. she can write a damn catchy song, and 2. the eras tour truly was a massive commercial success and was also genuinely an impressive feat of human athleticism and performance.

i don't know if she deserves the title of "woman of the year," i'm not debating that in this post. what i am saying is that she was named Woman of The Year, and then an untalented man got onstage at the golden globes and made fun of her for attending her boyfriend's football games. what i am saying is that this woman altered local economies - and her dating life is still being made into a "harmless" punchline. the camera panned, greedy, over to her downing a full glass of champagne. congratulations taylor! you are woman of the year! but you are a woman. even her.

fuck, man. write better material.

a guy gets onstage at a college graduation and despite the fact like half the crowd is made up of women, he spends a significant proportion of it warning these people - who spent possibly hundreds of thousands of dollars on their education - that they were lied to. that the "real" meaning of femininity is motherhood. that they shouldn't rest on the laurels of that education-they-paid-for but instead throw it away to kneel at a man's heel. imagine that. sweating in your godawful polyester gown (that you also had to pay for!), fresh out of 4 years of pushing yourself ever-harder: and some guy you've never met - who knows nothing about you - he reminds you this "win" is a pyrrhic one at best. you really shouldn't consider yourself that extraordinary. you're still a woman, even after years of study.

god forbid you are not a pretty woman, but if you are pretty, you must be dumb. god forbid you are not ablebodied or white or cis or straight or good at swallowing. you must be beneath a man, or else they are not a man. the equation for masculinity seems to just be: that which is not a woman or womanly (god forbid). anything "feminine" is thereby anathema. to engage in "feminine" things such as therapy, getting a hug from a friend, or crying - it is giving up ones manhood. therefore women need to be put in their place to ensure that masculinity is protected.

this is something i have struggled to explain to terfs - they are not doing the work of feminism, but rather the patriarchy. by asserting that women and men must be (on some secret level) oppositional and in conflict, they also assume that being a woman is akin to being another species. but bigotry does not stem from observational truths or clarity - that is what makes it bigotry. there was nothing in my childhood that made me fundamentally different from my brother. we are treated differently nonetheless. to assert there is some biological drive that enforces my gender role is to assert that women have a gendered role. men do not see women as equal to them not because of biological reality - but instead because the core tenant of the patriarchy is that women aren't full, realized people.

we are told from a very young age to excuse misbehavior as a single man's choice - not all men. it is not all men, just that one guy. all women are gold-digging bitches who belong in the kitchen - but if a man is mean, bigoted, or violent to you, it's just that particular guy, and that means nothing about men-as-a-whole. it is only one guy who got mad when you gently rejected him. it is only one guy who warns her this trophy is heavy, are you sure you can hold it? it is only one guy who smashes her face into the cake. it is only one guy talking into a mic about hating our bodily autonomy.

i have just found that they often wait until the moment we actually seem to be upstaging them. you sit in a meeting where you're presenting your own findings and he says get me a coffee? or you run to the end of the marathon and are about to finish first and he pushes your kids out in front of you. you win the chess game and they make some comment akin to well, you're ugly away. we can be the billionaire and get the dream life and finally fucking do it and yet! still! they have this strange, visceral urge to say well actually, if you think you're so great -

it's not one just one guy. it's one in eight.

[otto-serena]

Family Otto Textposts

@otto-troy

[sirfrogsworth]

If someone is allowed to compete, they should be allowed the chance to win.

These stories only happen when a trans athlete gets 1st place. They never run stories when they place 45th--which Tiffany has done.

I think all any athlete wants is fair competition.

They don't want to be matched up with someone they could never ever beat.

Despite the wish for people in sports to be competitively matched, there have always been outliers. People with such amazing athletic ability they can rarely be touched. And as far as my research has shown, all of those outliers have been cisgender.

People like Michael Phelps, Serena Williams, Babe Ruth, Mike Tyson, Shohei Ohtani, Usain Bolt, Wayne Gretzky, Michael Jordan, LeBron James, etc. They all have various biological advantages that helped them dominate their sports. Yet people do not try to ban them from playing--rather they praise their genetic luck.

Biological advantages like extreme height, insane lung capacity, giant wingspan, and whatever speed force Usain Bolt is tapped into... these advantages pop up all the time for cis athletes.

I have yet to see a trans athlete completely dominate in the way some of these outliers have done. And I don't know of any transgender athletes that have not lost to their cisgender competitors at some point.

I could only find two people who came close to outlier status with decent winning streaks. Fallon Fox did win 5 of 6 fights, but that is such a small sample size I'm not sure she could be considered an outlier. And Laurel Hubbard did win a bunch of Olympic gold medals in weightlifting, but she was only ranked 7th in the IWF's +87 kg division previous to that. Which makes me think she just put in the work and earned those gold medals through grit and determination. An Olympic story we've seen many times with cis athletes.

So you have one or maybe two trans athletes that did well above average for a short period of time.

And that means "the end of women's sports is nigh"?

The fact that no trans athlete has consistently dominated any sport as of yet, and that they are routinely beaten by their cisgender competitors, makes me think trans athletes have held up to the standard of challenging yet fair competition.

The very thing spectators and athletes crave.

[otto-troy]

My wife dated a gym bro when I died:’)

@buried-sixfeet-under

Ftwd x modern family crossover

[themuselesswriter]

The Haven Color Palette - Families Edition

The Ottos

The Gottfrieds

The Campbells

@ftwd-the-real-deal

The Ottos: Troy Otto, Tracy Otto, Laurel "Serena" Otto The Gottfrieds: Frank Gottfried, Klaus Gottfried, Mia Gottfried (✝) The Campbells: Dwight Campbell, Arthur Campbell, Sherry Campbell

PS: Mia is a semi-original character, she was mentioned in the show as Frank's wife. She's the biological mother of Klaus and Arthur, she wasn't close with Klaus at all, but she was with Arthur, after her death, Dwight and Sherry officially adopted Arthur as their son.

[all-that-is-gold-is-now-gone]

Lyn: *walking over to Troy in a meeting with his men* Are you busy? Troy: *glancing back at her* Is it urgent? Lyn: No, no it can wait. Later on when the meeting is done Troy: *walking over to Lyn* What is it? Lyn: SO...UM...THERES A FIRE

@otto-troy