HAPPY PRIDE MONTH EVERYBODY ! let’s take this as a reminder that no matter what you identify as, no matter if you’re out of the closet or not, no matter if you’re still questioning, all of you are incredibly loved and i am so damn proud of you.
[ text to: nurse 🍟 ] icb u would be so mean to me?
[ text to: nurse 🍟 ] when i'm INJUREd???
[ text to: nurse 🍟 ] just a baby???
[ text to: nurse 🍟 ] i deserve get better kisses
[text; 🥔🤩]: you like it when i'm mean
[text; 🥔🤩]: besides, whose fault is it that you got hurt?
[text; 🥔🤩]: you'll get your kisses when i get proof that you're listening to your doctor
[ text to: nurse 🍟 ] im totally gonna take it easy
[ text to: nurse 🍟 ] there's been hockey romcoms droppin like flies n i gotta watch them
[ text to: nurse 🍟 ] after a couple days of doing that i can be back on the ice no sweat
[ text to: nurse 🍟 ] u don't actually have to wear a dress
[ text to: nurse 🍟 ] so long as u kiss it better 😘
[text; 🥔🤩]: a couple days?!
[text; 🥔🤩]: if i catch on the ice sooner than two weeks, i'm personally refracturing your elbow, bitch
[text; 🥔🤩]: and i WON'T kiss it better if i have to do that
[ text to: 🍟🍳 ] richard
[ text to: 🍟🍳 ] sorry no that felt wrong as soon as i sent it
[ text to: 🍟🍳 ] it may as well be a sprain the fractures that mild
[ text to: 🍟🍳 ] wait u will 👀👀
[ text to: 🍟🍳 ] hell yeah
[ text to: 🍟🍳 ] almost worth it
[text; 🥔🤩]: ew don't call me that
[text; 🥔🤩]: god i just know you're not going to take it easy at all 🙄
[text; 🥔🤩]: okay i was joking
[text; 🥔🤩]: but we could make a deal
[text; 🥔🤩]: you actually chill the hell out and i'll put on a dress
[text; 🥔🤩]: tanner
[text; 🥔🤩]: jesus christ
[text; 🥔🤩]: did you fracture it or just sprain it?
[text; 🥔🤩]: of course i'll play nurse for you
[text; 🥔🤩]: buy one of those short halloween dresses made of latex to be all sexy for you
LUNA'S STUFFIES or what the fuck is on her bed at any given time. details about each one below the cut.
A: Ribbon, named for the caramel ribbons in ice cream that her pattern reminded luna of. acquired around the age of ten. mostly lives on a bookcase in her living room, but will sometimes be swapped in for bed cuddles.
B: Hot Dog, named for... well. he's a weenie dog, you see. acquired around the age of six. beloved and mostly untouched at this point in his life, stays in His Spot on top of her dresser exclusively. sometimes gets a pat on his little head. always wearing a custom dog collar.
C: Dangler, named for the fact he dangles off of her bags. he is the one bag accessory that is regularly switched out between all of her bags and she will run late if she can't find whichever bag he was last on. acquired around age 16. successfully got him mailed back to her after her bag was stolen once by making 'LOST PLUSH' signs and posting them everywhere.
D: Loova, named such because luna didn't want to just call her love or valentine. the newest plush in her hoard, acquired at age 21. lives on her bed.
E: Moonie, named after herself by her mom, who made this toy for her! acquired age 4 and heavily loved since. has been repaired numerous times and at this point lives next to Hot Dog on her dresser because she is very fragile. she would run back into a burning building to save her.
F: Wetzel, named for the pretzels. she just likes the name, she thinks auntie anne's is better. acquired age 19. lives on her bed, he's usually the one getting knocked on the floor, which makes her feel really bad.
G: Belladonna, named for an edgy purple flower and she's not ashamed to admit it. it didn't feel right to give her an average name. acquired age 20. lives on the bookcase with Ribbon, sometimes gets swapped in for cuddles.
H: Gummie, named for the fact its a gummy worm. acquired age 15. mainly lives on luna's couch to be used as a makeshift pillow. has a sweet scent!
I: Sparx, named for fun. acquired age 18/19. bought in the spur of the moment because she was sad while on her period. lives on bookcase #2 in her living room, sometimes switched out for bed cuddles. strawberry scented!
J: Tyger, named for the tag on his ear and his species. acquired age 0, this was given to her at birth by her maternal grandpa! beloved, lives with Hot Dog and Moonie on her dresser. surprisingly well-kept, as she mostly left him on her side table growing up. would run back into a burning building for him too.
K: Gideon, named so because it reminds her of the word pigeon... acquired age 12. lives on her bed. somehow ends up on her head a lot, like he has a mind of his own and is trying to incubate her brain.
L: Theseus (previously Snowball), named so because he has been repaired and refreshed so many times, it begs the question: is he the same stuffed animal? acquired age 8. he is over five feet long and she's used him as a body pillow since she got him. he sometimes gets tucked at the end of the bed or underneath when she's in a relationship, since she generally uses her partner as a body pillow instead. eventually gets moved to the couch for long-term situations. one of her favorites.
M: Dib, no good reason for this name. acquired age 13 after a LOT of begging. her parents did NOT want to buy him, but she begged and cried a little bit and they finally gave in when her older sibling offered to split the cost, making them look bad in front of all the families in the store. lives on bookshelf #2, not generally switched in for cuddles.
N: Hortensia, named such because it is fancy and a little bit ugly. acquired age 18. most moved around plush, as it has a spot for a hot water bottle to be inserted to help with cramping. very soft and huggable. most likely to be brought on vacations or overnights at someone else's place.
"As if I wouldn't drop anything I'm doing whenever you come home."
Bella leans up to press a kiss to her taller daughters cheek, her young face never having changed over the span of Tilly's life - still just as full of love as it's always been. She squeezes back - but only with a fraction of her strength, compared to the way Tilly squeezes with all her might.
After a moment, she pulls away, framing Tilly's face in her cool hands. "Beautiful as ever. You want some tea, baby? I made those biscuits you like."
She may not eat, but Bella will be damned if anyone in her house goes hungry. Her kitchen is always stocked with her girls' favourite snacks for whenever they come around.
Blue eyes slide over to the boquiet, and Bella fights to keep the smile off of her face. She decides not to ask, though, instead giving Tilly the opportunity to gift the flowers properly.
"You'll have to tell me all about the new wonderful laws you've learnt I've broken."
secretly, tilly is very pleased that her mama has never changed. she does sometimes feel a pang of guilt when her classmates mention their parents getting up in age, or even that they've passed on, and she's selfishly happy that she won't ever have to know the pain of losing a parent to old age. she does worry about hunters and the sun, of course, but bella is smart, far smarter than most people give her credit for, but tilly supposes being underestimated is a superpower sometimes.
"mama," she says with fake exasperation and a playful eyeroll, all too happy to take the compliment and the doting. maybe it's a byproduct of having been raised by her, but she loves that bella is always looking out for her and tía billie, even if the latter doesn't actually need to snack the way a human does.
"i see you trying not to smile," she says and this time she's grinning, holding out the bouquet of multi-colored flowers, wrapped up in a bright yellow bow. "these are for you, of course. i made sure they got the shipment in today, so these should last you for about two weeks."
once bella's taken the flowers, tilly starts towards the kitchen, both for biscuits and because they need to get a vase, and it's only when they're both in there and making work of their separate tasks that she speaks again.
For the longest time, Bella thought she'd be alone. It had taken a long time to reconcile the loss of Christopher (or herself, really, since Christopher was alive and fine) and the life she thought she was supposed to have.
Eventually came Billie, and companionship. Something was still missing, though, prompting Bella to fulfil the deepest desire of her heart. A baby.
Now, though, after these handful of years, the infant that she'd carried home was a young woman - a young woman opening the door to let herself in as if she owned the place.
Bella bounds out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on a dishrag as she opens her arms to embrace her daughter.
lets make one thing clear: tilly loves her mama more than anything in this universe.
were there some big feelings and harsh words when she'd first found out about what bella had done? yes, of course, but what could be expected of a hormonal teenager being let in on a life-changing secret? except, she would come to find, it didn't really change anything at all. her mama still took care of her, still loved her, and tilly found herself caring less and less about the possible family she could've had, because she loves the family she does have.
buckteeth are on full display in a wide smile as bella comes rushing towards her, tilly tucking herself into her mom's arms and wrapping one of her own around her, the other outstretched to keep the bright bouquet of flowers she has in hand from getting too ruffled. she squeezes as hard as she can, something she's done since she was just a wee baby.
It’s been a little while since they’ve seen each other. Since the cross-country trip that took a couple of weeks, especially with the way they’d have to pull over and enjoy each other, or the way they’d stretch out their stay at cheap motels to spend a little longer in bed.
Chase had made sure to put his number in Luna’s phone before they separated, but things have been quiet since. Not for lack of trying, but things have been limited to a few texts here and there.
So, Chase decides to take things into his own hands. He gets tidied up - dresses a little nicely, in a collared shirt and all - and knocks on the door of where he’d dropped Luna off, supermarket flowers clutched in his dry hands.
listen, it was never luna's intention to let things fizzle with chase.
there were things that needed to be handled when she got back home and texting the guy she spent a few weeks fucking wasn't one of them, so it just kinda... fell to the wayside. and once something's out of sight... well, it's out of her mind. it's nothing to do with chase, honest.
it's not even that early in the day, but when she opens the door, she's still in the tank top and soft shorts she slept in, which makes her flush as she takes in the sight of chase. he's more dressed up than she's ever seen him and-- are those flowers? holy shit.
"heyyy," she says, grimacing as it's accidentally drawn out and awkward, her voice up an octave. she closes her eyes for a moment and stands up straighter before giving him a smile. "hi. you look nice. are those... for me?" who else would they be for? "do you wanna... come in...?"
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