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#you know that ''they never left *location*'' thing? thats me. thats me with the misclick family.
the-snowfall · 9 months
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oughhuofhh *violent sobbing* <-still not over the juanaflippa days
SHE LOVED THEM TOO💔💔 AS TERRIBLE AS THEY WERE SHE LOVED THEM SO SO MCUH BECAUSE SHE KNEW HOW HARD THEY WERE CONSTANTLY TRYING FOR HER
There's just. something about this little girl who's first day is spent being ignored because your caretakers are already getting fucking divorced and any other time its them putting your life at risk <//3 They make the shittiest cave room because both of them cant build for shit and tell you its your new home.
They still let you decide your name, even if you can't properly talk yet.
By the time you see one of your parents again you've already lost a life because of their absence. Still, your father measily fights off the approaching monsters for you. He accomodates for your needs and lets you eat first, even though he's starving too.
Your first toy is a gun. Your first proper time spent with your dad is watching him make a pact with the devil. What is it like to witness someone unable to afford the bare minimum? What is it like knowing that the reason he is putting himself in these situations is because of you?
Your first toy is a gun because your father can only measily defend you. Your first murder was in the middle of a lullaby inside your burning home - except it's not as serious as it sounds. Your father's lullaby is an improvised rap, dedicated to you. You are dancing and jumping around, the glowing embers dont hurt either you or him and only bring more light into your tiny, tiny room that slowly starts to feel more like a home.
The next time your parents reunite they argue again.
It's weird how they bring out the worst of each other. You spend your rare few times with your mother and you understand that she loves you too. He makes you cake, you go fishing together and she gives you armor and a chainsaw as a gift for Easter. You go to sleep soundly that night because your mother is right there with you in your room.
The next time you wake up, it's to their happy tears and warm embraces because they missed you too.
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You know your parents are good- even if theyre not. They're good because they are trying to be and you get to be the center stage, witnessing all of it.
So you watch as your father kills your best friend
and you see the swinging blade belonging to your mother approaching you,
you love them anyway.
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