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jerzwriter · 1 year
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Things Unsaid (2/3)
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This fic is part of a new Tobias & Casey AU, What's Forever For? (Learn more about it here.) For those who follow my T/C HC, their background is a little different here. A headcanon will be posted in the next day or two. 😊
Book:                   Open Heart (Post Series-Alternate Universe)
Pairing:                Tobias Carrick x F!MC (Casey)
Characters: Sienna Trinh
Rating:                 Teen
Category:            Angst/Short-Series/AU
Warnings: Regret, divorce, mention of miscarriage
Series Summary: Three days. That's all that stands between Tobias and Casey Carrick and the end of their marriage. The house is sold, they've said goodbye, and now they just have to wait to make it official. But what happens if one (or both) have second thoughts?
Chapter Summary: Having a hard time handling her upcoming divorce, Casey spends the day with Sienna, and the women share an enlightening heart-to-heart.
Words: 1,946
A/N: Participating in @choicesmonthlychallenge - Friends WFF? Universe Info & Masterlist Tobias & Casey Masterlist All Works Masterlist
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The grandfather clock down the hall chimed twelve times. Its loud gong echoed throughout the tiny home, louder each time it struck. It was already noon, but that mattered not to Casey. She pulled a pillow over her head, hoping to muffle the offensive noise, but it was too loud, and her attempt failed miserably. Didn’t the damn clock understand? Sleep was the only place she could hide nowadays. The only place where her heart, body, mind, and soul found as much as a kernel of respite. And this offensive object thought nothing of stealing it away. She struggled to sit up, having decided she’d have to face the day at some point. Besides, Sienna’s couch wasn’t all that comfy anyway.
“It’s a difficult time,” her mother would say. “But you’ll get through it. You’re strong! You can do this!”
And it wasn’t only her mother. Well-meaning friends offered up unsolicited advice and platitudes daily. Sometimes sharing their own stories of personal triumph to convince her she possessed what it took to make it through. On the best days, Casey smiled politely, and on the worst, she walked away. She didn’t need them to tell her she had what it took. She knew she was strong; she knew she’d survive. But she didn’t want to be strong… she wanted to be loved… and to love in return. She wanted to turn back the hands of time and pray for a different outcome, one that didn’t leave her heart torn in two. But the clock couldn’t do that for her; all it could do was rob her of the only peace she had left.
Somehow she managed to sit upright but had no plans of getting up. She stared blankly out the window, watching the sunlight poke through the new leaves covering the trees. Spring. Rebirth. This was usually her favorite time of year, but now there was little joy to be found.
Sienna poked her head in from the hall; her heart ached to see her friend so forlorn. Most days, she wondered if she’d ever get the old Casey back. But she wasn’t giving in. No, she was determined to get her best friend back on her feet, and sometimes, that required tough love. She walked across the room with conviction and firmly poked Casey on the shoulder.
“It’s afternoon now, you. How about getting up? You should get showered and dressed.”
“Why?” Casey groaned, pulling the blanket up over her head.
“Because it will make you feel better. Come on, we can do whatever you want, my treat! We can get lunch, or go shopping, take a long walk? Oh! I know! We can go to one of those places where you get drunk and throw axes at things! That’s what we should do!” 
Casey lowered the blanket just a bit, and Sienna was delighted to see a hint of a grin on her face.
“That would be the opposite of good, my friend. Trust! You don’t want to be around drunken Casey with sharp objects right now.”
“Why not?” Sienna shrugged. “I have nothing to fear. I thought places like that were practically made for people going through your situation.”
“Maybe for some,” Casey smiled sadly, “but not for me.”
“Perhaps not, but your approach is sleeping on my couch until mold overtakes your body isn’t working either,” Sienna scolded. “I’m done coddling you. You need to rejoin the land of the living, and not only when Kyle’s around. Come on! You need to come to.”
“I will,” Casey sighed grievously. “I just… I wish this week was over already. I just want it in the rearview mirror.”
Sienna’s demeanor softened, and she took her friend into her arms.
“I know,” Sienna whispered, her mind rushing back to the day she stood next to Casey as the beaming couple exchanged their vows. No one ever thinks it will end up here. “I can only imagine how hard this is, but each day will get you a little further to healed, right?”
“Huh,” Casey snorted, pulling away and sitting up straight. “Yeah, right. In three days, I get the privilege of entering a courtroom, looking at the only man I’ve ever loved in his eyes, and signing a paper that essentially says that the life we spent over a decade building together was all for shit.”
“Casey,” Sienna consoled, “you know that’s not true!”
“Isn’t it?”  She jumped to her feet. “Isn’t it, though? Congratulations, Dr. Carrick…oh, and you, Dr. Almost Not Carrick Anymore! You’ve given your blood, sweat, and tears for this… you gave your heart, and your soul, and your… everything… and it wasn’t enough. You gave it all, and it was all for shit!”
“It was not for shit! You have….”
“Don’t say, Kyle! I know our son is a blessing and, yes, I know he wouldn’t be here if….” Casey covered her mouth and swallowed hard only to gather herself, for there was no way of holding back tears. “… I couldn’t even give my baby a good home,” she sniveled. “I failed at everything.”
“OK, now you need to stop! A marriage takes two people, Casey; you didn’t end up here alone! And you’re not a failure! Marriage is hard! That’s why half of them fail! Besides….”
“Si,” Casey interrupted. “I know you mean well, but….”
“I’ll stop,” she acquiesced, motioning for Casey to join her on the couch. Once there, she laced her fingers with her friends and gave them a tight squeeze. Casey smiled softly, remembering how many times that tiny hand held onto her and got her through.
“Do you want me to take Wednesday off? I’ll go to court with you if you want. You shouldn’t be alone.”  
“No, Si, I appreciate it,” she smiled sadly. “But this is something I must do alone. Don’t worry. I’ll make it through.”  
“I know I was harping on you to go out today, but we can stay in if you want. I’ll order pizza and get a bottle of wine. We can watch movies about women who killed their husbands and got away with it.”
Casey let out a sharp cackle, holding her side as laughter overtook her. Sienna thought she was home free… but within seconds, the laughter turned into tears.
“Si, I didn’t want this,” she wailed.
“I know,” Sienna replied. She held her friend closed and stroked her hair, wishing she had the magic to make her happy again. “I know you didn’t.”
“No, you don’t understand. It’s not past tense, and I’m not being theoretical. I don’t want my marriage to be over.”  
“Case, what are you saying?”
“I’m saying that I still love Tobias. I don’t think I’ll ever love anyone else, and I don’t want to go through with this.”
Sienna was dumbfounded. “Casey… I know this is becoming real, and it’s got to be so painful, but you said… you said this was what you wanted?”
“Well, what else was I supposed to say? What else was I supposed to do when my husband told me he didn’t see us working out. That he had nothing left to give? It doesn’t matter what I want if he….” she stopped to bite her quivering lip. “He didn’t want me.”
“But, Casey… you’re the one who filed… I don’t….”
“Yes! To beat him to it! He was feeling so guilty that he wouldn’t pull the plug. It was dragging on and on, and I couldn’t live in limbo anymore. I couldn’t wake up every day wondering if today was the day I’d get served. So, I beat him to the punch! Because… because….”
“Because you wanted to hurt him as much as he hurt you… and Case, I’m not judging you. Hell, I would even say kudos if you were a divorce was what you really wanted… but if that wasn’t your desired end, then… then….”
“Then I fucked up.”
“Well, you both did your share of fucking up. But hindsight is 20-20. But what would you do right now? If Tobias burst through that door and said let’s call this off, I want to make it work. What would you say?”
“I’d say yes,” she replied without hesitation. “I’d say yes, let’s do it. I don’t care if we already split our things and sold our house. I wouldn’t care if people mocked us or said we were idiots. If I had another chance, Si, I’d grab it in a minute.”
“Then,” Sienna said firmly. “Then you know what you have to do.”
Casey looked at Sienna quizzically, a nervous chuckle in her chest as she shook her head.
“No. Absolutely not. Don’t be ridiculous!”
“I’m not. This isn’t something to take lightly. This is a divorce! This is final, and if you’re uncertain, you have to let Tobias know.”
“Sienna, I may have been the one who filed… but he’s the one who told me our marriage was over. He’s the one who said we’d be better apart. I pulled the plug, but he set it all in motion. He doesn’t want to be married… at least not to me… and I can’t grovel for him to tell me that one more time.”
Sienna’s face twisted, and she bit her lip to prevent herself from saying any more. But she and Casey were two peas in the same pod, they knew each other too well, and Casey could almost feel the words her best friend wouldn’t say.
“What? What do you want to say?” She ordered.
“Case… you guys have been through so much in recent years. So much, and… ever since….”
“You can say it, Si, ever since my miscarriage.”
“I’m just saying it was a lot for anyone. Maybe you both just needed more time….”
“The miscarriage was hell, but in its aftermath… that’s when we learned how different we wanted our futures to be.”  
“If that’s true, then why second guess your decision now?”  
“Because I realize that I jumped the gun. I was being as stubborn as he was and unwilling to compromise. And a marriage takes compromise. If I had a chance to do it all again, I would have handled things so differently, and the outcome may have been the same, but I would have done more and tried harder. We were… we were worth it.”  
“If you really feel that way… then you have to tell him.”
“I can’t….”
“Yes, you can! What do you have to lose? You’re getting divorced Wednesday. The only way there is a change that changes is if you talk to him.”
“Sienna! I can’t do it again. Do you know how it felt to hear him tell me we’re through? To see him look at me like I was a stranger. I can’t be vulnerable again. I can’t hand him my heart to let him smash one more time.”
“What if he feels the same? What if he’s somewhere now telling someone the same thing you’re telling me.”
“Huh,” Casey laughed ruefully. “He’s not. Trust me, he’s not.” Her mind drifted to his friends who he had been leaning on since things changed between them. Casey wasn’t a fan, and they returned the sentiment. Especially one friend… that’s likely where he was.
Sienna sighed in frustration and threw her hands in the air. “When is he due to pick up Kyle?”
“Tomorrow night. Why?”
“Why? Because I’ll be there when he arrives. Kyle and his favorite aunt can do something together, so the two of you can talk!”
“Sienna! I appreciate you, but all that’s left is our signatures. We had a thousand chances, and we blew everyone.”
“So then don’t blow this one. Because you still have one chance left, Casey. I don’t want to see you live with the regret of not taking it. You have one more chance.”  
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greymouse42 · 4 months
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"The sun is older now, warmer, and Cichol is older too, but colder."
I wrote a piece about Sothis and Cichol and childhood and faith for last year's Seteth zine! (And I did my own spot art — that's what this is!) At the time, it was the first zine I'd ever participated in, and even if production got complicated, I'm still really happy with the work and it was a lot of fun to work on submissions with friends. 💚💚
I'll drop the link to my fic in the notes. 💚
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tomiokas-lunchbox · 1 year
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what if sanemi and giyuu met as kids and became friends...
I just know that baby Giyuu would feel something from the first time he sees that smile. Giyuu would look at him with wide big blue eyes. Mouth slightly parted. Wondering where the little fluttering in his chest came from. Touching a small hand to his own soft pink tinged cheek. Trying to figure out why it felt hot. Not knowing what to do with himself after realizing Sanemi has stopped laughing and is looking at him with a serene smile. Giyuu looks away, and wonders if Sanemi's suddenly pink cheeks feel hot too.
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nemurian · 11 months
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@bigboobyhalo Your sacrifices have been accepted by the great Dapper. I'm so sorry but I don't think you'll be getting them back anytime soon. Or ever.
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slutforstabbings · 5 months
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just once i'd like to see a pregnancy fic where the happy ending is the relief the characters feel after the abortion lol. just once.
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anonymouscheeses · 10 days
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I'm gonna be shitting and screaming and starting fights if Sera becomes a villain. I can't take sibling angst, Sera loves Emily I swear guys believe meeee.
#im making a fanfic of two and a half halos and the mc is Emily and it focuses alot on her and sera's dynamic#ill probablg send it here when im done. in 100 years because i havent finished a fic in 20 centuries#hazbin hotel sera#seraphim#hazbin sera#emily hazbin hotel#hazbin emily#hazbin hotel emily#emily seraphim#hazbin hotel#PLEASE DONT MENTION HAND PLACEMENF PLEASE /S#I WAS DRAWINF THIS AT 3 AM AND I KEPT BLACKINF OUT BUT I KNEW ID LOSE MOTIVATION IF I DIDNT FINISH#I DIDNT NOTICE UNTIL I WAS DONE SO PLS JST- IDK. JST LOOK AT MY BABIES#i headcanon Sera as trans. for pride month i have the idea of putting every ship and character under their pride flags#sooo sera is gonna be covered with a trans flag and emily... also trans becauze everyone is trans becauze o said so#charlie is ALSO trans because i said so#i came up wit trans sera on my own(idk if it existed be4 but i jst thot of it and got all happy cuz she is so trans idc) but#i freaking love trans emoly and trans charlie so for a bit i felt wrong for hc so many characters as trans#rhen i woke up one day and was loke. yeah idgaf they all trans cuz theres not enoigh#like im not gonna ALAAYS depict them as trans except sera(she is 100% trans to me) i like the other hcs for fun. im so srs for sera i 💜 her#sera just wants to hug her huggable sister sometimes and thats ok! 💜💜#art#fanart#artists on tumblr#digital art#*in stupid egg boy voice* i wish Sera would hold ME in her arms... 😔#gave them snouts because i cannot deal with the no noses. it genuinely disturbs me. have yall SEEN velvettes side profile omfg 😨#my babies... i just want them to be happy. why must there be sibling angst... they jst want to do whats right ☹️#im gonna fight to protect Sera from spme of yall fr fr cuz she do not deserve to be SO hated. JST. JST GET TO KNO HER I SWEAR SHE COOL#like i get it. what she doin is wrong. but if you was in her shoes you know you would do the same dont even lieeee 😨
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Soap being giggly when he's happy is a hc very, oh so dear to me.
But he also seems to be the type to giggle when he's about to cry/nervous.
I don't know the image of him talking to Ghost after maybe a more dangerous mission, starting to giggle because Ghost probably said something funny and then him just suddenly dissolving into tears while giggling. Little laughs that turn into a sob. Because he just got hit by the grief of what they do for a leaving and maybe he could've lost Ghost. Simon being hit hard with whiplash by Soap's reaction and feeling very very worried and heartbroken.
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phoenixcatch7 · 11 months
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Honestly can't get over the three springs quests, in that link and hylia held multiple, actual conversations, where hylia asked him to check on the mother statue, he explained the situation, and she thanked him and asked for a dragon piece again, that the offering might boost her power and she could send it through to the big statue. That, and the bargainer statue possessing her plateau statue, implies a really weird relationship between hylia and her idols.
Like anyone listening to link about it would be like,
Link: and then I found my first sages will! I had no idea what it was for at the time, hylia had mentioned it but she never explained -
Person: hold up hold up hold up. Lady hylia? The mother goddess?? Protector of hyrule???
Link, who's only ever been able to remember getting instant responses and knows zelda not hearing anything was a big deal the whole kingdom knew about:...... Yeah?
Person: lady hylia?
Link: *mildly discomfited* yes?? I mean she's busy but I keep her updated, you know? I trade the sages wills with her to enhance the vows, but like I said, I didn't know that at the time, and I'm finding these things just in chests, I'm really not sure they're corporeal enough for -
Person: can we rewind hylia talks to you??
Link, cottoning on a bit: is that not... Normal?
Person, shrieking: NO THE HYLIA STATUE COMING TO LIFE AND TALKING TO YOU ISN'T NORMAL NO ONE DOES THAT????
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brvwayne · 2 years
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blah blah blah anyways au where baby tim gets a hold of one of robins communicator or something and takes it home. probably at some point where he already has figured out identities of the bats
all this to say
the “i need help with my math” 911 operator call but it’s bruce and baby timmy
tim: hello batman? i need some help
bruce who is in the midst of tracking down where the communicator went and why the locator is telling him it ended up in drake manor when all 3 drakes are supposed to be in south america: who is this?
bruce, registering that there is a child on the other line asking for help: what’s wrong?
tim: i need some help
bruce, slightly for frantic at the thought of a child in danger: okay kiddo. what happened? what do you need help with?
tim: with my math
bruce: with what? with your mouth?
tim: no my math. can you help me? i have takeaways.
bruce, lost: the takeaways.
tim: i said that already
bruce: okay. you have takeaways. how old are you?
tim: im only four
bruce, who is stellar with children despite what some versions of canon may have you believe: oh wow already four? you’re really big, then. but why don’t you ask your parents for help?
tim: they’re not here.
bruce: what about a nanny? or a babysitter?
tim, growing frustrated: no one’s here! you’re supposed to be batman. batman is supposed to help
bruce:
tim:
bruce:
tim: what’s five take away five?
cue tim joining the batfam early being happy for the rest of his life:
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vani-candy · 10 months
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i love the burrito baby they posted on the subreddit
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cinnamonisclown · 4 months
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HAPPY BDAY CINNA YIIIPEEE!!!!
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nanowatzophina · 7 days
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*shakes vigorously*
I just think they’re neat~~~
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boxwinebaddie · 4 months
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uncle nina!!! will u plz post some of the nsfw dialogue ur wiritng? we will be nice!
ahhhh jeez sakhdlhds. weeeelll...
....because you asked So Nicely, omg.
Time For Cringe! xx ;)
EDIT: OKAY I KNOW I HAVE TO POST THE MEME ITS NOT DONE!!! I’M SORRY I CAN ONLY WRITE THESE LIKE EVERY COUPLE OF HOURS OR I WILL VISIBLY CRINGE AND DIE OF EMBARRASSMENT. SOON. SOZ.
so idk what this is, i feel like it basically just looks like what that dialogue i posted at the bottom of that first nsfw meme looks like but, to be fair, That Is How Stuff Usually Goes For Them, lmao.
( i also did not write real actions or sentences...we know how i am. so, ur left w my cringe & nowhere to hide )
but anyways, i was just thinking about how for the most part, having a super best boyfriend that is a celebrity is nice in the sense that when you miss him there are hundreds of thousands of pictures, edits, videos, content of him that you have access to. that's nice, ofc.
however, with that said, the internet is full of raven content. who is not real. and almost completely devoid of stan content. who is real.
and jersey kyle, specifically down horrendously, does not want to watch Everyone Else's Raven, wear the little pants, exert crazy amounts of forced sensuality, do the fake dominant, bad boy personality, and shamelessly rizz and flirt w/ the entire world on tv...
kyle wants to watch His Stan get flustered and fall apart on the bathroom floor, needy and desperate, calling kyle while he's away on tour at like 3 AM in his hotel room bc the only way he can get off is to the sound of his voice, super embarrassed and struggling to tell kyle what he wants behind his hands, blushing, eyes wide, while he shows kyle exactly how much he wants and needs him.
...Anyways.
THAT is the high qual content that he's looking for, baby!
so...idk, i was just thinking about that i wrote this whack ass little dialogue scenario thing that i'm not that proud of, but you guys seem to enjoy my weird little writer girl stuff, even if i hate it.
tw for nsfw situations obvi ( i will say theres like no action bc i didnt write it...like i could...oof...anyways ) jersey being scary amounts of hot and mean also ravenstan being very pathetic and eager 2 please.
roll clip!
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anyways...good heavens lol! which is not where i am going, no sir, no maam, oh my godslkhdksad. i am sorry for everyone who endured that i am deeply embarrassed by my actions. i will be paying for them while burning in nasty writer girl hell.
...but also....lowkey....i thought i kinda Slayed?
maybe? loL
it is extremely possible that i did not slay even a little but...idk idk idk...i feel like i'm an iconique dialogue queen. my hands are over my eyes. being percieved and existence is a prison...please clap. or laugh.
screaming crying and throwing up.
again...you're welcome or i'm sorry.
maybe i'll fill the actions in...and write the extremely down horrendous dialogue that i put in blurbs...idk.
spain w/o the s.
-i am not claiming this, please don't look at me
p.s. idk why im embarrassed like nothing happened like not only am i cringing there is also nothing to cringe at the way i am like is this too much or too little or LIKE DO YALL SEE WHY I AM BAD AT THIS?
edit x2: oh my god i reread it and i am ill; this is too cringe. everyone gets 2-3 hours max to read this before i throw it in the fire.
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neyafromfrance95 · 6 months
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i'm so sorry to see that you're being vagueposted about for your sylki takes. it may be true that how you see sylki is a bit different than a certain section of the fandom, but that doesn't at ALL mean that you shouldn't be allowed to have your own takes! fwiw, i followed you bc i actually agree with and really enjoy ur perspective on sylki. i was getting frustrated with how many people seem to view this ship in a super heteronormative way and want sylvie to basically become a housewife, and i was so glad to find a blog that felt the same way. this fandom has become tiring tbh with how many people are now freaking out that sylvie hasn't immediately started having lokis babies in s2, and i really wish that people would at least leave room for others to have their own opinions!
this! that section of sylki shippers do not leave any room for you to have your opinions! they act like a fanon police controlling what you say in your posts on your blog!
and god forbid that what you say opposes their own hcs and takes, if you commit this unforgivable sin of having a take that is different from theirs, you better be ready for some good old online group harassment! they will make you feel like you are not welcome in this fandom, they will make sure that you are hurt, they will alienate you and force you out!
but no, you are the bad guy for jokingly calling a fandom in general "vanilla" and saying (after several disclaimers that it's your personal opinion) that when it comes to canon, you don't think that sylvie should be all about being loki's housewife.
at this point i honestly hate this fandom. there are some decent sylkis out there and i love the ship itself, but a big portion of the fandom has simply sucked all the joy for the series out of me. i wonder if they realize what the consequences of their behavior could be? back when i said (in my blog) that i don't think sylvie having babies is a compelling completion of her story in canon, and this bunch came to my blog to harass me for my takes, i was in a very *very* bad place already, and the space that was supposed to be my escape pretty much turned on me and added up to an already depressing state i was in.
and bfr anyone says that it's just a fandom wank, let me tell you that these people know how to be really cruel, whether they realize it or not, their behavior is simply cruel. they don't just argue in favor of their opinion, they shit on you personally, get aggressive towards you personally, make you feel like you "can't sit with them", ect. it gets really creepy and ugly.
and the thing is, i never addressed anyone specific in my posts, i never said *this* person and *that* person have shitty hcs/takes, i never even vaguely hinted at a distaste towards the hcs/takes of someone specific, but they accuse me of pointing fingers. when i said that i didn't think canon sylvie having babies would work, i never said anything about sylki babies in fanfiction, yet people accused me of pointing fingers at the fic writers. and they would come to my blog, harass me in the replies and asks, and talk about how despicable i am in their own blogs, and it went on and on for a while.
thanks for your nice words, anon, they are uplifting. and to those who can't stand me so much, don't worry, i'm going to leave this fandom once the series is finished. i hope you are satisfied that being a shitty, gatekeeping, narrow-minded, egocentric person worked for you! but don't ever feel entitled to complain about how lokius shippers treat you.
#asks#sylki#sylvie laufeydottir#loki#i regret ever getting invested in this fandom i really really regret it#learn from my mistakes my friends#unfortunately a lot of your mutuals aren't actually your friends#they are going to turn your time in the fandom into hell if you dare to voice your unpopular opinion/hc on your own blog!#i had mutuals harass me and ppl i thought as friends not come to my aid bc of nonexistent sylki babies lmao#anyways anyways#you win! good job at forcing the last sylki who has unpopular takes/hcs out of the fandom!#you could have just muted or blocked me but i guess it was your duty to make sure it was clear that sylki fandom hates me!#oh & thank you for destroying my desire to ever read a sylki fic vanilla or not bc i can't be sure that it's not written by someone who#felt so insecure bc of my hcs that they decided to ruin the fandom experience for me!#mf i never insulted your fic i'm sure i have never even read it i was simply ranting about what i would like to read in case there was#someone wondering if there would be an audience for that sort of thing#and i never told you not to hc sylki/sylvie a certain way when i ranted on my blog how i don't think housewife!sylvie would work in canon!#but deep down you know that you just don't want anyone to have a different hc/take#again don't worry! you won! hope you are happy!#actually you managed to destroy my desire to be in any fandom ever! i should replace fandom with grass-touching bc maybe the lack of said#grass-touching is the reason some of you think everything is about you and targets you and your precious hcs#god i just cant stop thinking regretful i am for getting invested in this fandom when so many shippers turned out so hypocritical bad peopl#maybe one good thing that may come out of this is some poor soul reading it and getting a reality check regarding twitter/tumblr fandoms#DON'T GET ATTACHED THESE PPL WILL HARASS YOU AND HURT YOU OVER MADE-UP BABIES#it's not worth it! prioritize your mental health!#i have wasted so much of my time defending sylkis from the antis here & on twt only to have the majority of them turn on me#i want my time back god i really want all that wasted time back#why are you mfs sending me angry asks i told u that u won i'm leaving this fandom what more do u want from me?!#im not wasting my life in the fandom where the mfs would harass a real person bc of their parasocial relationship with hc babies#be content with hurting and forcing a person out of the fandom bc u took smtng that wasn't targeted at u too personally
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jerzwriter · 1 year
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Things Unsaid (1/3)
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I was having difficulty writing anything fandom related. I just couldn't get a word out on any of my WIPs. So I decided to return to @creativepromptsforwriting's 30-Day Challenge. I reasoned writing a "little" something based on the next prompt might help. Well, it helped. lol The next prompt was "write about regret" I ended up with this little three-part series.
This is an AU - my babies are very happy in my HC - but it looks like I'm going to have a "What's Forever For?" Universe. This is a follow-up to What's Forever For?, and I will flesh this universe out, so you'll see the past, present, and future more clearly. Be warned: happy endings are not guaranteed. Well, at least not as most define it. I have not decided how this story will end (truly, not sure yet). But at least I'm out of my Choices slump! ❤️
Book:                   Open Heart (Post Series-Alternate Universe)
Pairing:                Tobias Carrick x F!MC (Casey)
Rating:                 Teen
Category:            Angst/Short-Series/AU
Warnings: Regret, divorce
Series Summary: Three days. That's all that stands between Tobias and Casey Carrick and the end of their marriage. The house is sold, they've said goodbye, and now they just have to wait to make it official. But what happens if one (or both) have second thoughts?
Chapter Summary: Tobias is staying at his mother's home until the purchase of his new condo closes. Sitting on the porch where he spent so much of his formative years has him thinking... and rethinking.
Words: 1,468
A/N: In addition to the 30-day challenge, I am also participating in @choicesmonthlychallenge using the prompt soft touches. They're from his mom, but they provide comfort at a challenging time.
Part 2 will be posted later on 3/2, and Part 3 will be up no later than 3/5. The series is already completed.
WFF? Universe Info & Masterlist Tobias & Casey Masterlist All Works Masterlist
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The morning was eerily quiet. If not for the sounds of the leaves rustling in the trees, there would have been no sound at all. It had been decades since he resided here, and he had forgotten how quiet his old neighborhood could be. Moving in a few days before, he thought this would be perfect. Peace and serenity. He'd have time to think with so many changes on the horizon. But it only took a few days for him to realize how terrifying being alone with his thoughts would be.   
"Jason! Come back here, sweetie!"
A woman's voice broke the tranquility, and Tobias flung his head her way. An adorable little boy waddled down the street, leaving his mother rushing to reach him. He wasn’t too far ahead; with just a few quick strides, she and the sleeping infant in the stroller she pushed were at Jason’s side.
"You can't run away from me like that, OK?" she admonished, though you couldn't miss the love in her voice.
"Ooooo-kaaayyy!" the little boy sang, and Tobias couldn't help but chuckle. The young mother turned his way and waved with an embarrassed little grin, and Tobias waved back… then, they were gone. Tobias watched them until they were out of sight. His mind raced in a hundred directions.
The little boy wasn't much younger than his son, Kyle. Tobias hadn’t seen him in several days now, and his heart was aching for him. It wasn’t all that long ago that he and Casey had been trying their best to give him a little brother or sister to love. But sometimes the best of plans, yeah…. 
Silence. 
Even the wind and leaves abandoned him, giving him nothing to distract him from his thoughts, and that was the last place he wished to be. With his stomach churning, his lower lip began to quiver. An anguished look that had become too common for this jovial man registered on his face once again. If history was any predictor, tears would be sure to follow… and it turned out history was right.
Silence was not his friend.
The sound of the front door opening and the screen door snapping shut after it was a welcome reprieve. So was the sound that followed; he would know the sound of his mother’s footsteps anywhere, especially here. He had heard them just like this hundreds of times before, and the sound transformed him to a simpler time. What he wouldn't give to be a child, a teen, a young man, anything but the broken man he felt like right now.
He felt his mother's touch upon his knee as she sat beside him on the steps. She had been attempting to be there for him for months, wanting to be the rock that would help him through. Tobias was unsure if denial, pride, or embarrassment caused him to push her away, but right now, he was sure, it was a bit of all three. When he didn't recoil or crack a joke at her touch this time, a small smile came to his mother’s lips. She'd finally get to comfort her son, but more importantly, she knew the harsh reality he needed to make peace with was beginning to settle in. Older and wiser, she knew pain could only be avoided for so long, and it was time… truly time.
"I thought I'd find you out here," she announced. "You always sat on this porch when you needed time alone to think."
That elicited a chuckle, temporarily halting his tears.
"So, of course, you do what you've always done. Come out here to make sure I won't get it."
"I’m your mother,” she playfully chided. “And what kind of mother would I be if I didn’t come and pry into my son’s business.”
“I’m sure you think there’s logic in that,” he smiled, placing his hand over hers.
“There is. You know there is, even if you won’t admit it.”
A gentle breeze blew around them, and everything turned quiet once more, but Tobias knew it wouldn’t last, and within minutes, his mother, Vivian, proved him right.
“How are you holding up, son? I’ve been trying to give you space, but I can’t sit by when I see you in pain and don’t try telling me you’re not in pain.”
“Why would I be in pain, Ma?” He joked mournfully. “In three days, I get to sign my name and walk away a free man. Several thousand dollars to useless attorneys, a little bit of ink… and the life and love I spent the last decade building is over. Done. Like it never happened. What could be painful about that?”
Vivian sighed deeply, concealing her own pain over the situation to care for her son.    
“It's never easy,” she lamented. “But, you and Casey… you thought this through. It’s going to be painful, son; there’s no avoiding it. But if it’s for the best, you’ll get through it. You’ll heal and move on, and one day you’ll be able to think back on this time without tears.”
Tobias shook his head with a sarcastic chuckle, his agitation becoming evident.
“Without tears, huh?” He mumbled. “Wouldn’t that be nice?”
His mother rubbed his knee as silence ascended once more. Silently, he thanked her for allowing him to sit in his grief. For not rushing in to save him, not telling him it would all be OK because, in truth, they both knew it wouldn’t be… at least not any time soon. The moment's authenticity helped him to mouth the words he had been saying silently for some time but never dared to speak out loud. 
“Ma,” his voice cracked. “I think I’ve made a mistake.”
Vivian was grateful her son wasn’t looking her way at that moment because she couldn’t control the emotion on her face. Surprised, yet expected. Relieved, yet distraught. She knew her son, and she was confident that he felt this way in his heart, but if he didn’t put on a good act to prove otherwise. She was almost at a loss for words.
“You… you what?”
“I made a mistake, Ma,” he cried. Shaking his head furiously as tears stained his cheeks, “I made a terrible mistake.”
“OK. I think I know what you mean, but I want some confirmation. We’re not talking about closing on your new condo next week, am I right?”
“No,” he sighed sadly, “though that’s certainly part of it.”
“The divorce?” she whispered, a pleading tone in her voice.
“I was wrong, Ma.” His cries became sobs. “I was wrong. I didn’t want this… All I wanted was my family. How could I have been so stupid!” He yelled. “How could I let it slip away?”
“How… how long have you felt this way? When you first told me, I was stunned… but you seemed to believe this was for the best?”
“We lie the loudest when we lie to ourselves,” he said with a distant look in his eyes. “I’ve known this was a mistake for some time now. Just like I know how much I fucked up.”
“Well,” she said, her voice taking on a commanding tone. “Tobias, you have not signed on the dotted line yet! There is still time. Have you discussed this with Casey?”
His body shook as a sarcastic laugh escaped him.
“Tell Casey what? Psych! I didn’t mean it. I was just joking when I said our marriage was over. It was just a gag! Tossing away a decade of our lives, our love, destroying our son’s home… it was just a joke, Case. Funny as hell… wasn’t it?”
“There’s nothing funny about this,” she insisted, moving to stand before him. “And you’re right; there’s an excellent chance she’ll tell you it’s too late. But, Tobias, what if she doesn’t? You can’t live with that what if hanging over your head. And don’t you think she deserves to know this, too?”
“It’s too late, Ma.”
“No, it is not! The ink is not dry, and neither of you is dead, so don’t tell me it’s too late!”
“Look, she may have been fool enough to try to have a life with me, but she’s not that much of a fool. Plus… I don’t know if I can bear to tell her and have her say no.”
“Can you bear an entire lifetime of wondering what could have been if you gave it just one more shot? Will you be able to look Kyle in the eye one day and tell him you truly tried everything before you threw it all away? Tobias, I didn’t raise a quitter, and I don’t expect you to quit now! Go. Go see her. You owe it to yourself to try.”
“I don’t think I….”
“Tobias! I’m telling you… just try!”
See what Casey's experiencing the same morning in part 2 later today.
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happyk44 · 2 years
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lmao, okay but the gods actually being separated across all pantheons and like areas of expertise. like maybe apollo and ra will play poker every once in a while and hermes will deliver mail when necessary but ultimately they’re all of the opinion that “i will stay in my lane and they will stay in theirs. i will deal with my bullshit and ignore their bullshit (that they must deal with by themselves)”
which leads absolutely no one knowing who nico is. like they do not ask! and he does not say shit! in fact, he talks so little about the greek underworld that everyone think he’s beefing with hades. but he can’t be an olympian child, can he? they’ve seen his powers, he has to be an underworld baby. so the only option is that nico and hades (or some other greek underworld deity) are beefing.
the truth is nico is just weird about talking about his family, especially since he’s aware of the whole “stick to mine, stick to yours” agreement among all the pantheons so he just intentionally doesn’t talk about his shit more than he needs to, which oft includes quests/jobs for his dad lmao
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