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‘‘Charlie cried, Abby passed out and you puked.’’

“Charlie cried, Abby passed out and you puked. Parker picked Charlie up and took her home, she’s fine and currently nursing a hangover. Danny came and carried Abby home, she woke up hangover free but late for her dentist appointment that she forgot about. And you, well munchkin as much as I love you - you were a pain in the ass-neck.” [insp]

#amazizng #save

arianameyer

I’m jealous of the nights, That I don’t spend with you, I’m wondering who you lay next to, Oh, I’m jealous of the nights. I’m jealous of the love, Love that was in here, Gone for someone else to share, Oh, I’m jealous of the love.

#YEAH OKAY #save

agrondi

#could they have given him a worse name #i just wanted to be sad about this for a second

also i’ve been talking to marissa abt this but i’m gonna write matt’s wedding one day and it’s gonna be glorious the theme is matty gras and everyone he’s ever met is invited

#just wanted to share bc everyone's characters are gonna be in that probably

@ zeke i died a lot they’re so pretty together and i was v emotional the whole time ???? they couldn’t have been more different than charlotte & parker but i felt like god was tryna tell me something

#they look so good together!!!!!! i waited so long for actual pictures of them together

parkermarshallaf

oh my god i have this in my drafts though wtf hahaha lemme put some description in hahaha god

parker marshall:

the sad dad™

probably a professor of history

capable of being drunker than simon

restless. STILL RESTLESS

never dated after the divorce

charlotte becker:

the glam mom™

still has the beach house

probably a business woman. that belt is hermes

can still kick your ass

actually, she can do it all

tabitha becker:

the cool daughter™

more athena than poseidon…probably has a sword. or two.

always mistaken as charlotte’s sister

makes kicker lasagna

has a cool car

nathaniel marshall:

the little shit son™

sorta emo sorta rebel. thanks mom and dad.

but probably because he has no powers…yet.

secretly trains with uncle simon anyway. is athletic af.

will see his father die

#save #i enjoy this

refreshing my dash and actually seeing new posts is so weird

#nostalgia to the max

arianameyer

° charlotte becker – BELLE°

#save #i love u Mariah

arianameyer

° • family ties are precious threads, no matter where we roam, they draw us close to those we love – and pull our hearts to home • °

#:(((((((((((( SAD #save

agrontherph

#save #i don't even remember what my tagging system was on here #abby

arianameyer

• she made broken look beautiful, and strong look invincible, she walked with the universe on her shoulders, and made it look like a pair of wings •

#save #i love this

she’s itching —- it’s a feeling that has been nagging at her from the inside out for nearly three months now. eighty-one days, to be exact. each morning she was greeted by parker’s charming smile, the one that still gave her butterflies nearly six years later, and each morning she found the words on the tip of her tongue: i’m ready to have a baby. yet, she swallowed the phrase because the timing never seemed right.

months had passed and every time she saw abby, it was the same conversation.

“you have to tell him.”

“i can’t.”

“why not? you know he would be nothing short of ecstatic.” it came along with the same look of encouragement, one that somehow didn’t manage to ease her nerves.

it wasn’t about parker, though —- of course he wanted that, and she’s always wanted to start a family with him. they’ve waited long enough, haven’t they? but it’s been over five years since she lost tabitha, and it still seems too soon. had she gotten custody, her daughter would be turning ten this year. she could hear parker’s approval of the idea, knowing fully well he wanted to be a dad and would be an incredible one at that. however, she couldn’t ask tabitha, though that was all she needed to move forward in her life. the lack of closure that came with losing her daughter had hindered her decision making over the years. it was a guilt that weighed heavily on her shoulders.

“charlotte? did you hear me?” parker’s voice breaks through the intense pounding in her head, the thoughts that never seem to end. she can only respond with a quirk of her brows and a light hum of recognition. her gaze traces over his frame where he stands beside the kitchen table, plates of food in either hand. when it’s clear she didn’t hear the question, a sweet chuckle bubbles past his lips as he ducks down to touch a warm kiss to her forehead with a soft murmur, “always getting stuck in that beautiful head of yours. what’s on your mind?”

and suddenly, without even thinking, the words tumble out in such a nonchalant way that she’s furrowing her brows from her own sudden confession. “i wanna start our family, parker.” her tone is so casual that he might’ve thought she was commenting about the weather had he not been paying attention to her words that time. three months of panic and terror about how she should say it, making sure the moment was right, and that was how she gave him the news —- through a random outburst over breakfast.

soft, hazel hues flit up to meet parker’s wide-eyed gaze. his hands are trembling as he places the plates down, the clink of the china the only sound echoing through the homey kitchen. “—- you do?” his voice is soft, practically a whisper, and charlie wonders what’s going throughhis mind now. probably something about how it’s about damn time.

her heart begins to thump faster, teeth pulling at her lesser lip from nervous habit. she parts her lips to respond once, then again, but finds no words forming. pushing up from her chair, she rests her hand gently on either side of his face, tilting him down to meet her eyes. “thank you for being so, so patient with me.” the moment is so sensitive that neither can bear to raise their voice even an hair above whispering. “can’t you picture it? it’s all i’ve been thinking about for months.” despite how tentative she’d been to raise the topic, she knew without a doubt that parker would be a model father. there was so much love he could give, especially to his own son or daughter. it was a quality that had always attracted charlotte to him. truthfully, the two of them would provide such an unbeatable parenting team that it was borderline shameful that they hadn’t tried years ago.

he doesn’t let her get another word in, not when their close proximity allows him to wrap his arms around her slim waist, encasing her in a hold that feels like home, and has for nearly six years. their lips slot in a soft kiss, charlie’s fingers curling over his cheek to hold him in place. she only mutters i love you against his lips when she finds a brief second to pull back for breath.

#i wrote the thing :/