#post divorce

[r3dd7]

Mannequin_Mark: Give me m’ scarf back, weirdo

Wallter: Dispose of self.

#regretevator #regretevator mannequin mark #mannequin mark #wallter #wallmark #post divorce

[heraofta]

Addie-centric fic where she finds and eventually adopts litter of kittens at her lowest point, unexpectedly but not unsurprisingly helping her heal from a heartbreak.

#meddison #but it's mostly about addison and stray kittens #and their journey to recovery #post divorce #meddison prompt?

[bearsinpotatosacks]

No One's to Blame (But it would be easier if there was) - A Sloose Fic

In 1989, at Bradley's seventh birthday party, Goose feels less than happy now he has to deal with his conflicted feelings about his and Carole's divorce. Ron comes to help in the weirdest way.

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For a prompt list, this one was 'A getting B to dance at a party'

Words: 1240

Children's laughter filled the room as kids ran about high on sugar. Nick had a headache only partially from the shrieking and obnoxiously loud music. The other reason was almost definitely because this would be the longest he and Carole had been in a room together since the divorce. 

It wasn't ugly, persay, but it didn’t end well. It had been a slow decline after he became a TOPGUN instructor, they’d had a dream to finally be a family together for years but the dream must have been too far away. Goose got busier and busier balancing work and trying to keep Mav in line so they didn’t get moved to a different deployment. Bradley starting school had seemed to be a way for Carole to get more independence but only became more stressful as she tried to juggle being a mother and more hours at work, the Navy somehow decided that Goose didn’t need time with his son. 

And soon, the family dream they’d had fell to shatters. Goose was drowned in work and was away from them almost as much as he had been on deployment. Carole fell into loneliness as she was pulled in so many directions that she was lost beneath the layers. Somewhere along the road their love began to fade, they tried date nights but they always fell short and there seemingly wasn’t enough time for them to go away together.

By 1987, Goose knew he wasn’t in love with her anymore. His heart was slowly becoming to belong to Slider. But he was more than earnest enough to know not to cheat on Carole, even if their relationship was becoming more like they were parents to Bradley than husband and wife to each other.

He knew he had to break it to her at some point. Guilt was flooding him more and more every time he looked at her because he could see in her eyes that she still held out hope that they would carry on, that they’d get through this and be like they used to. Goose didn’t. The way she’d cried had broken his heart more than he could ever admit to her.

From there, it had been too painful for either of them to be near each other. Goose felt too guilty and Carole couldn’t see past the pain he’d caused. She’d told him that he was to blame for all of this, that he let go too soon and had no faith but every time they came to an altercation he knew she didn’t truly believe that. Carole wasn’t one to hold grudges. 

It had hurt. Really hurt. Hurt to let someone go who’d been there through so much, hurt to see all their care and love go down the drain when it had been so passionate. But for all the pain he’d felt, like a million tiny paper cuts every time he realised that that consistency was gone forever, he felt free. He was giving it a go with Ron and so far their secret was safe. 

Carole had yet to find this freedom. By the look of her from across the party, she still had that echoing loneliness in her eyes that she did when he handed her the divorce papers. He couldn’t comfort her like she needed, that love was long gone now, but it was hard to watch her plaster on a fake smile whenever Bradley or one of his friends ran past. He wondered if she’d fallen back on the bad habits she had around when her dad died. 

“Hey, dumbass, you listening to me?” Ron said, next to him.

“What?” 

“I said, I didn’t know kids could be so loud.”

Nick chuckled around his glass of fruit punch, it was ridiculously sugary, and turned to him. He was wearing some band t-shirt with dark blue jeans that made all his muscles pop. It was strange to see him surrounded by bright balloons and confetti, it was so against his tough aesthetic it was almost funny, but not enough, there was still guilt too heavy in his heart to let him laugh.

“You have three sisters, how do you not know kids can be loud at parties?”

 “I never went to their parties, I thought girl’s parties were lame,”

“Lame?” Nick said. “God, that’s such a middle school word, honestly.”

A smile flickered onto his face. Then his eyes fell onto Carole again and he was pulled back down.

Ron’s hand rested on his shoulder. His tough exterior melted as he tried to shift his gaze away from his ex-wife.

“What’s wrong, hey?”

“What’s wrong?” Nick retorted. “I’m at my son’s seventh birthday party which I didn’t even know I’d be invited to, by the way, and all I can see is how heartbroken my ex-wife is and how it’s all my fault.”

Ron’s kind arm turned to a shove as he fully turned his gaze to him and not Carole. His forehead crinkled as his agitation became apparent, not toward Carole, he was never mean toward her, but for the situation. Nick wished he could be agitated by how things had turned out, when all he felt was a sickness by how he’d fucked things up.

“You listen to me, Nicky, okay?” Goose nodded as Ron’s hands squeezed his arms. “You told me there was no love there anymore, you loved someone else and didn’t want to lead Carole on when she could have someone that loved her, and it wouldn’t have been healthy if you forced yourself to stay there.

“So stop feeling bad about something that ended up being a good decision just because you both haven’t recovered yet, okay? Things take time.”

Nick stopped for a second. That made a lot of sense, it always did from an outside source. But his eyes drifted back to Carole and the guilt came back. 

“I guess,” he said. “But can’t it get better sooner, even if she’s not my wife anymore, I still want to make her feel better.”

Ron huffed out a laugh, “Can you stop being such a Mother Goose and start thinking about yourself?”

That made him laugh. He liked the way Ron’s face lit up when he did. Something like gold sparkles that shot through his tanned skin. It was in moments like this that he forgot all the pain of the divorce and just revelled in how good this guy made him feel. If this was what was awaiting him after he got over the divorce, he was looking forward to it. And maybe that was the first step.

“Look, what would make you cheer up, huh? What can I do?” Ron jabbed his elbow into his ribs lightly.

Nick thought for a second then heard the song change. All the kids ran to the dancefloor as they recognised it. As he realised what was going on, a smile grew on his face and he turned to Ron. 

“No.” Ron said, catching on.

“You asked what you could do?”

“I am not dancing to the YMCA, Goose.”

He continued to smile at him, even batted his eyelashes. Ron groaned and handed him his drink. He made sure he had enough space to move and rolled his eyes when the chorus came along. As he heard the lead into the chorus, he wished he had a camera. Ron’s face was enough to make him forget his guilt.

I always feel conflicted about writing Sloose because either it's poly/open relationship with GooseCarole, Carole's just not in it (which makes me sad because no Carole :( or Bradley) or Goose and Carole separate for some reason. So, in this, I made them get divorced. I may have made this more about their divorce but I feel like it's because I'm a child of divorce and often people say "maybe they got a divorce" as if it's such an easy and casual thing to go through emotionally, even if it's a mutual decision or relatively 'good'. So, yeah, they're both hurting here but I tried to show how it will get better, they eventually make peace and start to get along as they find other people and move on.

Thanks for reading!

#top gun #nick goose bradshaw #ron slider kerner #sloose #nick bradshaw #ron kerner #goose top gun #goose bradshaw #slider top gun #slider kerner #bear writes #divorce #post divorce #divorced goosecarole #past goosecarole #fluff #angst #hurt/comfort #goose lives #nick bradshaw lives #a gets b to dance at a party #bradley bradshaw #bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #rooster top gun #carole bradshaw

[oysteringofclamelot]

Prayers to Broken Stone

…For a while, it had been perfection.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/44381770/chapters/111621982

Chapter 1/2

#divorce au #post divorce #angst #hurt no comfort #love #instrospection #dinluke #skydalorian #lukedin #din x luke #fanfiction #wham bam thank you clam

[sabh0]

And then they went back home and watched a movie or something

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #skk #soukoku #chuuya nakahara #bsd chuuya #bsd dazai #dazai osamu #ango sakaguchi #this thing on instagram skyrocketed so much i feel like everyone in the fandom just wishes to see those two divorce fr #sab posting

[its-tickety-boo]

These two idiots kill me because what Crowley is hearing from Aziraphale is, “I am able to look past your demonic nature because I love you so much, but if there was a way, I would change that part of you” and what Crowley wants to hear is, “I look at all of you and I love all of you”

Meanwhile Aziraphale’s actually saying, “I love every version of you that I’ve known, but I miss the smile you had when I met you and I would give anything to bring that joy back”

#communication? these bitches never heard of it #they’re so tragic and for what #good omens #ineffable husbands #aziraphale #anthony j crowley #crowley #good omens season two #good omens s2 #good omens season 2 #miscommunication #ineffable idiots #ineffable divorce #I’ve seen so many variations of this post and they all destroy me

[dykealloy]

how does shanks manage to have some kind of sexual tension with every warlord in the sea whilst also having practically zero screen time. ramona-esque dilf of the east blue. luffy wants to be king of the pirates but is stuck sailing through the several deadly seas of his dad's evil exes. they see the straw hat and it activates their fight reflex. half-convinced that shanks gave it away with full knowledge of this

#one piece #son. return my hat after you've defeated my several evil exes #how does one man have so much divorced energy with so many people while also not being present to give this context #monkey d. luffy vs. the world #yeah im still watching the anime #forgive thy sins of weeb posting #opla #shanks #red haired shanks #mishanks #shuggy #CJ's op watch-through

[ur-mag]

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#& Glenn #1 #1000-Lb Sisters’ Amy Slaton breaks down in tears & says she has ‘no support’ with sons Gage #3 #Celebrities #Money #Motors #Politics #post divorce #ShowBiz #Sport #Tech #UK #US #World

[ocdhuacheng]

So laios and fallin have been ostracized by society since they were children, Marcille has lifelong grief from constantly outliving her loved ones that leads her to dark magics, kabru’s village was destroyed by monsters, senshi and mithrun both have horror movie level backstories, izutsumi was sold as a freak show attraction, and then there’s chilchuck, who is a normal ass divorced middle aged man. And somehow he’s the most shady and secretive out of all of them

Edit can y’all please let me live I didn’t make this post bc I think chilchuck doesn’t have his own trauma or doesn’t experience racism or that being a union boss is a walk in the park or whatever I made it because him lying that he cheated on his wife to get the others to stop asking about his family was funny as fuck. Come on.

#edit: GUYS THIS IS A JOKE POST STOP TAKING IT SERIOUSLYYYYYYYYY #WHY DO YALL GOTTA BE 'well actually☝🤓' #LIKE I KNOW ALLAT ALREADY.. I SIMPLIFIED IT FOR COMEDIC VALUE LET ME LIVEEEEEE #anyway. #divorced father of three and he acts like hes about to be put into witness protection #literally obsessed with him #.txt #dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi spoilers #<- just to be safe for anime onlies

[whisperthelocalcrypticbastard]

day 19

I still worship the flame (1630 words) by Pugrii_writes_2453 Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Good Omens (TV), Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aziraphale/Crowley (Good Omens), Aziraphale & Crowley (Good Omens), Crowley & Nina (Good Omens) Characters: Crowley (Good Omens), Nina (Good Omens) Additional Tags: Crying, Grief/Mourning, Break Up, Divorce, kind of, Angst, Hurt, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Abandonment, Crowley Loves the Bentley (Good Omens), the Bentley (Good Omens) loves Crowley Series: Part 19 of Pug's Whumptober 2023 Summary: Prompt: taken for granted / left behind / “why wasn’t I enough?” Crowley doesn't know what to do with himself. @ailesswhumptober

#fanfiction #angst #whump #good omens #crowley #sad crowley #post divorce #ineffable husbands #but more a lack there of #season 2

[catmask]

with that said there are characters that a fat maybe not canonically but they are spiritually. to me. they may not be drawn that way but i know whats true. ive seen it like a sort of prophet

#serizawa. send post #he did NOT live his life as a shut in for almost a whole decade to be drawn SKINNY! not by me at least #also like so many characters over the age of 30. no more fit moms and dads GIVE them that divorce body fat NOW! #*strikes you down with the force of god* #but honestly alternative for serizawa that ive always liked is that he gains weight when he starts working for reigen #because he can now go out and eat new foods :D he has actually gained an appetite because he's moving around more #and isnt just eating like instant ramen or whatever his mom brings him #see how easy it is you can just believe it with your heart. you just have to find the ways to make true waht u know #scratchpost #txt

[r3dd7]

Whoopsies!

Wallter has some addiction Ohmygod

#regretevator mannequin mark #regretevator #post divorce #wallter #regretevator wallmark #regretevator wallter #Gray stuff

[reassembly-required]

The complete upending of your personal reality, emotional trauma, divorce. Choosing the self over all.

#divorce #trauma #art heals #post divorce #original art #bride #collage

[bearsinpotatosacks]

Grieving the Living - a Sloose fic

After his and Carole's divorce, Goose is finding it difficult to adjust to his new life. Ron helps as much as he can.

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For a prompt list, this was "What are you doing up?" "My personal heater went away"

Words: 726

Sitting up at the table, he watched the cars go past in the distance. San Diego was much different to Texas. Bustling people, even at three in the morning. Lights flickering in the background as he took a sip of his water. He could’ve had something stronger but thought against it. Even though Bradley was halfway across the country, in DC, he still thought about what would happen if he found him half drunk in the kitchen. 

Which is why he was a little confused when the floor board creaked behind him. Nick turned around to see his gentle giant rubbing his eyes and pacing toward him from the bedroom. 

“What are you doing up?” he asked.

“My personal heater went away.” Ron came up behind him as Nick turned around, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and adding. “Besides, I could ask you the same thing.”

Nick held his hand as it rested on his collarbone and kissed it. He tilted his head to rest on his arm. He thought of Carole, all those miles away raising their son, and wondered if she was feeling this shift as well. The divorce had only gone through recently and despite it being a mutual agreement, it didn’t mean this felt at all natural to be at home without her or Bradley there. 

“This all feels a little weird-” he gestured to the house and Ron. “Being here, no Bradley, no Carole, and they’ll never be again, even though we both get to do what makes us happy, and she’s not out of my life, it’s still a whole section of my life that’s over now.”

He sighed. “I guess I’m just grieving. Is that stupid?”

Ron moved away and sat on the chair next to him. Bags hung under his eyes as he smiled at him in a half distant way. There was a way in which he slumped as he sat that made Nick wonder whether they should even have this conversation now or wait until the morning, he looked as exhausted as he felt. Yet, their hands stayed together as he got settled.

“‘S not stupid, ‘s normal,” he mumbled. “One period of your life ended, ‘s gonna take time for you to process it.”

Nick nodded, Ron then added. “And you’re missing your kid too, I mean, I know that you spent a lot of time away from him before but it’s still different from this, there was a reason why you couldn’t see him before and now it’s like you could but you’re being stopped, it’s a new kind of missing him.”

He thought of his baby boy, now seven years old, was living all the way in DC. Nick wanted to carry on flying, Carole didn’t after the accident, and after trying to make do in a position there, they both agreed that they weren’t happy. But, as Bradley had already settled into his school and made friends, they thought it wrong to move him again. It didn’t mean Carole had full custody, though, Bradley was set to visit during the holidays, and they called almost every day.

“I don’t really have any other advice, it’s just something you’ve got to get used to, unfortunately,” Ron said, getting up.

“Yeah-” Nick joined him. “I’ll call him tomorrow, though.”

Ron hummed and dragged him toward the bedroom. “But bed now, please.”

He didn’t say it like a question, more of a statement, a fact. His hands held onto his wrists as he pulled him. Ron was always so secure, maybe it was because they were both RIOs and their whole job was to keep someone else safe that the people who were drawn to it were instinctively protective.

They didn’t have a very big apartment, they were renting somewhere rather than staying in Navy barracks, it meant that Ron could rough him up without worrying about being kicked out, so their bedroom wasn’t too far. Nick was also still adjusting to living in just an apartment rather than having a whole house.

Their bedsheets were ruffled and wrinkled, thrown about as they’d tossed and turned sleeping. Nick crawled back in with memories of Bradley on his mind as Ron’s arms wrapped around his waist, his cold hands touching his arms as they reached some kind of equilibrium. He hoped Bradley was sleeping well.

I'm coming to the end of this list now! Only 2 to go!

Also Carole's in DC because I'm setting up my new power throuple Charlie x Penny x Carole or Charenole. So Carole bumps into Charlie, they start dating, and Penny joins the party when her dad, stationed in DC, gets sick and she goes to care for him. So, Carole ends up happy, don't worry.

Also Ron is Goose's gentle giant and you can't convince me otherwise. Thanks for reading!

#top gun #sloose #divorced goosecarole #nick goose bradshaw #nick bradshaw #goose tag #goose bradshaw #ron slider kerner #ron kerner #slider top gun #slider kerner #goose x slider #slider x goose #bear writes #what are you doing up? my personal heater went away #angst #post divorce #hurt/comfort #late night conversations #goose lives au #nick bradshaw lives #mentioned bradley bradshaw #bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw #rooster top gun #rooster bradshaw #carole bradshaw #top gun 1986 #top gun (1986) #past goosecarole

[accbri]

I’m at the beach today with my two youngest, 18 and 13. They don’t live with me, which makes me just a stranger dipping in on their lives. The 18 year old allows me in if she needs money or help. The 13 year old misses me but still is uncomfortable sleeping over my house. Her father never made her. Ever. It’s been two years since I’ve slept under the same roof with her. Two years lost. I’m dead inside.

When I picked them up at my ex’s house today, he was just arriving home from a business trip that he didn’t tell me about. His girl friend was watching the 13 year old. Doesn’t even give me the chance to have my own child. If I say she has to, he’ll scream that she doesn’t. I’m powerless.

I was a good mother. Play groups and music classes and soccer and camp and endless hours driving them from point A to point B. Bedtime stories and reading help and doctors appointments… I did all that. It’s forgotten now. I’m just bad now. The one who messed up everything.

I used to be the favorite.

#children #parenting #life #post divorce #narcissistic abuse #loss #grief

[angie-words]

I'm at a bit of an impasse with my writing at the moment, so I'm making memes to share the love/break people's hearts (I'm sorry about 4 & 5. Not really, but pretend I am)

#good omens #aziraphale and crowley #aziraphale #good omens 2 #michael sheen #aziracrow #good omens fandom #good omens memes #aziraphale x crowley #crowley #david and michael #david tennant #good omens text post #incorrect good omens quotes #incorrect quotes #ineffable spouses #ineffable partners #ineffable husbands #ineffable idiots #ineffable divorce #good ineffable omens #but i will do it again #neil gaiman #neil broke it he can fix it #neurodivergent #a lot of these are just how i am as an autistic person tbh #move I'm gay