#lethal weapon 1989

[80s4life]

Denial and Anger"

Word Count: 1,518

Status: Requested!

Ask: Some anons were suggesting more Martin Riggs content, I happily obliged.

@: multiple anons!

A/N: This oneshot is based off of "Family Line" by Conan Gray (x)

A/N #2: This is gonna be a long a grueling one guys, I'm sorry. Probably going to be 2-3 parts tbh.

Relationship: Martin Riggs x GN!Reader (however I always default to female, but this can apply to everyone)

Fandom: Lethal Weapon Movie Series

Summary: When push comes to shove and your sister is taken out from under you, you find an unexpected solace in the one Martin Riggs. In a test to get your sister back in time, though, you start to consider whether she may be better off taken than placed back into that house of horrors you'd ran away from a long time ago.

Warnings: angst, mentions of past horrors/abuse, family issues, trust issues, domestic abuse, crime, kidnapping, blood, NO MARTIN YET

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{moodboard is not mine, credits go to @soulofevil found from pillowfort.com (don't know if tagged account actually owns this, I just got it from somewhere else)}

"My father never talked a lot

He just took a walk around the block

'Til his anger took a hold of him

And then he'd hit"

He was furious. About what, you couldn't tell; it didn't take much to anger him as you both grow older. You'd think, as the time goes and the years amount to decades, this man would learn to be more calm and wise. Quite frankly, you'd at least hoped that he would become more rational.

You stand tall despite his menacing frame and vicious tone. You weren't going to let her stand by another second of this. The screaming, yelling, punching, broken shards in your feet as your feet hit the pavement; begging to be anywhere but the place you'd call home.

Your sister was too young to know how to cope. You didn't want her to, though - to compromise. It wasn't a choice she had to make, it wasn't a sacrifice. It shouldn't be.

If she were to be forced to become tough and cold-hearted as the man that had stormed out of the house, the known chain of events to happen in a course of a few hours, she'd be just that: cold-hearted.

She doesn't have to grow up the way you did.

She doesn't have to watch her young, naive doe eyes turn to stone cold orbs that reflect no light; no happiness or love.

You watched as the man who gave you life smashed the front door open, storming through it and down the street. He hadn't said anything, or even gave you a slight hint in his expression. He just had to flip a switch.

In the same quick fashion as he'd left, he returned. You experienced this whiplash before like a slap in the face, though the sting faded the more you'd grown to become accustomed to it.

He was a drinker, a gambler, an abuser, a father.

He lost that sense a long time ago.

"My mother never cried a lot

She just took the punches, but she never fought"

His eyes were set on you, white-hot rage fueling his every move as his long strides carried behind you to the couch in the living room. The stand-off was anything but loving - not as a child would be chased around the couch by her father in a game of tag. It was all a matter of calculation and persistence; a predator unrelenting his devotion to the prey.

"No! Stop! They did nothing wrong!" you mother screams helplessly, trying to dissuade your father from you as you go to grab your sister's hand, standing before her on the opposite end of the couch.

Then there was the switch again, his eyes now set on her.

"'Til she said, 'I'm leaving, and I'll take the kids"

He didn't like that. He came for her, just as he had in the passed ten years. You lunge for him, grabbing the kitchen stool as he chased her into the kitchen. Now you stood before her, your eyes revealing nothing.

He laughs. A cold, sinister laugh - a familiar laugh.

"Go," you tell the girls.

"Y/N, no. Stop. Please," she pleaded, looking between you and your father, your knuckles white from the tension in your hands still wrapped around the stool held over your shoulder for defense. "Stop," she all but begged the man.

He didn't look at her, his eyes were glued to your E/C ones. The ones you shared.

"Mom," was all you said, not allowing your eyes to stray to her in this moment. You heard her whimper, but she had given up, taking a step back.

"So she did"

Driving over the endless roads and highways, you crossed two state lines, charging as far away as you could. It didn't take much time until she was convinced she'd made a mistake, wanting to go back to the man that lived in your nightmares.

It was only temporary, only a certain amount of time before she'd return to that monster. You couldn't make her decisions for her - you wouldn't.

She made her bed; a woman well over her thirties that chose to bring two bundles of life into the world she had created for you. This wasn't your decision or your obligation to go back to him.

Except for one thing: your sister.

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She was only 12 then, and you 20. You were only there to comfort your sister, the awareness of the horrors in the house not allowing you to leave her behind in your early adulthood.

Your mother went back to that monster, but you never allowed your sister to. You couldn't let her fade away, too.

It had been 8 years since you left that house in Wyoming to Los Angeles, California. You joined the armed forces as a police officer there.

It was a 180 from the world you were accustomed to and hoped as the time went, all the good you've done would return the little girl you once were; the one who believed the world was a grand and spacious place that would provide dreams and comfort.

You had set a nice life for your sister, and for a while you had felt a sense of hope.

Until tonight.

"I say they're just the ones that gave me life

But I truly am my parents' child"

You were working late on a patrol. You were told that in the morning, due to your high resilience, strength, and education, you were going to be relocated to a higher position on the force in the center of the city.

What was supposed to be a normal patrol was soon lead to a tour around the city of where you'd be newly focused on by one of your peers. It wasn't supposed to be this long.

Cursing as you look down at your wristwatch, you find the time glaring back at you. 3 am. You can feel the exhaustion in your bones, the only thing you wanted right now was to be home with your sister and safely secured in your comfy bed.

Pulling into the driveway, you park your patrol car and lock it, leaving all remnants of today's activities in your car to be cleaned out later on in the morning.

Trekking to the door, your back stiffens and you stop dead in your tracks.

The door is slightly off on one of the hinges. The shattered glass panes that decorated the door gives way to the sight inside the house, finding both of the deadbolts you had set up broken and out of place.

You quickly reach for your gun, holding it up with your dominant hand as the other brings a flashlight over top of it. You can hear your heartbeat in your ears and your blood rushes, enabling you to step into your house.

You call out to your sister in the eerily quiet, increasing your nerves. You call out once more to no answer. Quickly, you search the perimeter, glass shards decorating the floor and furniture tipped over, things misplaced and haphazard remnants of what was thrown.

You can feel your throat start to close up, finally taking the search upstairs. You call out for her one last time, praying there would be a response somewhere in the dark.

Your vision starts to adjust to the darkness, still blurry as the tears start to cloud the world you'd built around you. If only you could've lived life like this, unable to see and feel the destruction and ruin.

You check the bathroom, your room, the guest room, until finally, her room.

The first thing that catches your eyes are the blood stains of the floor. There is signs of struggle everywhere given the messiness of the room. You feel your blood go cold, taking a deep breath in to analyze the blood splatters by her windowsill.

There are no puddles, which instantly nixes the assumption of being killed or having laid in one spot for a long period of time. So they didn't kill her.

The droplets are almost spray-like, as if someone was either hit, slashed, or cut in an unorganized way. An indication of even more struggle. Your eyebrows furrow as hollowness fills your core. You search her windowsill for any other signs, but only find more sprayed droplets of blood.

Following your way around the house, you look closely now, examining for more blood, the trail leading down the stairs and through the backdoor of the house.

Whoever was here is gone now. The blood is dried in some places by the door, meaning it has been a good amount of time, but still fresh.

You drop to your knees as you let out a loud sob in the chilling darkness of your house - a carbon copy of the home that was. Shakily, your hands reach for the walkie talkie on your chest, unclasping it from the padding to call it in.

Just like your parents, you were unable to protect your sister - your little girl.

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[yodaprod]

1989年

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[machetelanding]

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[moviegodsandgoddesses]

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[costarringyourlocallibrary]

The exterior of the Richard J. Riordan Central Library (or, the Main Branch of the Los Angeles Public Library) in Richard Donner’s Lethal Weapon 2 (1989).

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[cinemajunkie70]

One of the best scenes ever!!

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[scenemovies]

Lethal Weapon 2 (1989) - Truck Chase Scene

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[ethan-hawke]

LETHAL WEAPON 2 1989 | dir. Richard Donner

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[mydaddywiki]

Richard Riehle

Physique: Stout Build/Heavyset Height: 5'8" (1.75 m)

Richard Riehle (born May 12, 1948-) is an American character actor. He portrayed Walt Finnerty on Grounded for Life (2001–2005) and The Warden on The Young and the Restless (2007). He has also appeared in over 200 films, including Glory (1989), The Fugitive (1993), Casino (1995), Lethal Weapon 4 (1998) and Office Space (1999).

With his trademark bushy mustache, receding hairline and somewhat portly frame, Riehle to some is the successor of Wilford Brimley.

I know nothing about his private life, no biography entries go into any detail about his private life. I will not speculate either. I am secure in the knowledge that he loves me and is going to marry me soon. He just doesn't know any of that yet.

RECOMMENDATIONS: (2016) Heels - Open Shirt (2014) The Turtle's Head - Rear Nudity (2008) The Editor: A Man I Despise - Shirtless (2006) The Frank Anderson - Shirtless (2006) Dorm Daze 2 - Shirtless (2004) Mysterious Skin - Sex Scene (1999) Balloon Farm - Shirtless (1999) Office Space - Shirtless (1996) Executive Decision - Shirtless (1992) Of Mice and Men - Shirtless

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[spnscripthunt]

Scripts for the following films:

12 Monkeys (1995)

American Psycho (2000)

The Apartment (1960)

Arthur Christmas (2011)

Babes in Toyland (1934)

Bad Santa (2003)

Batman Returns (1992)

Black Christmas (1974/2006)

Better Watch Out (2016)

Brazil (1985)

Carol (2015)

Catch Me if You Can (2002)

A Christmas Story (1983)

The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe (2005)

Cobra (1986)

Die Hard (1988)

Diner (1982)

Edward Scissorhands (1990)

Elf (2003)

Eyes Wide Shut (1999)

Four Christmases (2008)

Fred Claus (2007)

The French Connection (1971)

Go (1999)

The Grand Budapest Hotel (2014)

The Green Knight (2021)

Gremlins (1984)

Gremlins 2 (1990)

The Holiday (2006)

Home Alone (1990)

Home Alone 2: Lost in New York (1992)

How the Grinch Stole Christmas (2000)

In Bruges (2008)

It's a Wonderful Life (1946)

Jingle All the Way (1996)

Krampus (2015)

L.A. Confidential (1997)

Last Holiday (2006)

The Legend of Hell House (1973)

Lethal Weapon (1987)

The Life of Brian (1979)

Little Women (1994/2019)

The Lodge (2019)

Love, Actually (2003)

The Man Who Invented Christmas (2017)

Mean Girls (2004)

National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation (1989)

The Night of the Hunter (1955)

The Nightmare Before Christmas (1993)

Phantom Thread (2017)

The Polar Express (2004)

The Preacher's Wife (1996)

Prometheus (2012)

Rent (2005)

Rocky IV (1985)

The Santa Clause (1994)

Scrooged (1988)

Silent Night, Deadly Night (1984)

Silver Linings Playbook (2012)

Spencer (2021)

Tangerine (2015)

Three Days of the Condor (1975)

Trading Places (1983)

While You Were Sleeping (1995)

Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory (1971)

For some TV episodes/specials, click here.

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[soupy-sez]

LETHAL WEAPON 2 (1989) dir. Richard Donner

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[panamabarcade]

Un día como hoy en 1989 se estrena la película Lethal Weapon 2.

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[1day1movie]

Lethal Weapon 2 (1989) Richard Donner.

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[machetelanding]

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[theactioneer]

Danny Glover, Joe Pesci & Mel Gibson, Lethal Weapon 2 (1989)

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Lethal Weapon 2 (1989) cinematography

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