I was never able to play the first game, but without it existing, the last five years of my life would have been very different. So long, Splatoon 1! Stay fresh!
River: It's part of what we do, we gave her a wonderful, long and happy life at the shelter. That is really all anyone can ask for right?
Lucas: Yes..
He felt Lucas lean against him, kissing him gently on the forehead just letting him slowly find control over all the emotions once more.
Lucas: I’m sorry, the idea of not seeing her again just, it was overwhelming.
River: It can be, she was your’s after all.
He smiled softly at Lucas, noticing the color slowly change into a lighter blue, and with that, the thunder dissipating and it only being a light drizzle left over the weather change that was caused by his beloved. Feeling Lucas leaning more into him, the last dark clouds broke, and the sun once again shone through. Having put away the umbrella he wrapped his arm around his sunlight, gently caressing his cheek as they sat there for a little while longer.
River: Ready to go back, had a phone call about some new arrivals we need to welcome home.
Lucas: Okay.
Getting up, River pulled Lucas to him, kissing him gently, before they walked back to the clinic where Liam was waiting for them. All three of them, starting to prepare for the new arrivals.
I should block it out of my mind, as I did for many arc stories and many stupid useless characters in Supernatural.
I cannot.
I cannot get over Dean's death.
I look at Sam holding his son, smiling at him, playing with him and say: 'So, did you forget him already?'
Then I see the name on the child's clothes. The watch on Sam's wrist. The picture of his family, with big brother there, big and present. Baby's wheel squeezed, eyes without glasses tight shut, a glance to the passenger seat.
He wanted to go on saying that name again, for all the years to come.
Just in case anyone was wondering, if you are a trans guy, and you’re on your period, and its three days before you turn 18, it is a BAD TIME to decide to watch falsettos for the first time, unless of course you want to cry your entire soul out durring “Father to Son”