Unrelated to the last piece I posted, here’s a soft drabble between Eli and Zander’s mother
CW: mentions of parental death, sibling death
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He couldn’t sleep. He was staring at the glow in the dark stars on the ceiling, eyes burning but unable to actually sleep. Zander was asleep next to him, snoring as he had one arm thrown over Eli’s waist. He eventually felt he couldn’t lay there much longer, moving carefully to slip out of Zander’s grasp and get out of bed. He stretched his arms above his head before grabbing his jacket from where it was thrown over Zander’s desk chair, pulling it on for the comfort it provided.
He was quiet as he made his way downstairs, gripping the railing tightly on his way down. He’d found that going downstairs with only half his eyesight was difficult, he was terrified of falling. When he turned to head into the kitchen, and the connected dining room, he saw the lights were already on, despite the rest of the downstairs being dark. He hesitated, not wanting to bother anyone if they were also awake at this terribly late hour, but he thought better of it, walking into the kitchen anyway. As he did so, he could see over the counter, Zander’s mom, Valerie sitting at the kitchen table, a mug in her hands. She looked up when Eli walked in, smiling tiredly at him.
“I didn’t think anyone else was awake… is everything okay…?” She asked softly, and he hesitantly nodded.
“Yeah, I just- just couldn’t sleep…” He murmured. He got a glass from the cabinet, getting water from the fridge before going to sit down across from her.
“Is Daniel awake too?” She asked.
“No, he’s fast asleep. I was trapped under his arm for a while.” He laughed softly, choosing not to correct her on his name. She smiled though, seeming relieved that he was sleeping well at least. They both knew he usually didn’t.
“I know he’s changed his name, but it’s… difficult to call him that sometimes.” She said, and though he knew it was coming from a different place, it still was too close to things he’d heard before for his comfort. He tried not to show that on his face though, bringing his glass of water to his lips so he wouldn’t have to say anything. “I don’t think I would’ve minded if he’d decided it for himself but… knowing it was forced on him makes it harder…”
“Yeah… I think… I think that in the end, he did choose it though…” He said slowly. “He could’ve gone back but he chose to stay Zander…” She didn’t respond at first, and he began to worry that he shouldn’t have said anything at all, but after a moment she spoke again.
“You’re right.” She said, and he glanced up at her, not really used to hearing that in a genuine way from a parent, his own or otherwise. “He could’ve changed it if he had wanted to… I love him to death, I can get used to it for him.” She said, and he couldn’t help but smile.
“He’s really lucky to have you as his mom.” He said softly, hardly thinking before he said it. She seemed surprised for a moment, but happy to hear it.
“You’re a sweetheart, you know that, Elias?” She said, pausing to take a sip from her mug, a white ceramic one with sunflowers painted around it. “If you don’t mind, would it be alright if I asked about your family?” She asked, the question catching him off guard. “It’s just, you’ve never really brought them up. If you’re okay with it, I’d like to know more.” She said.
“I… uh… that’s fine…” He said slowly. He stared down into his glass of water, thinking it over carefully before saying, “Um… my mom passed away, when I was eighteen…” He started. “She was sick for a long time so I kind of expected it… my dad was never really around, he uh- he left when I was really little, but he did help me after she passed… I don’t talk to him anymore though, he… he usually just calls asking for money.” He said. He didn’t mind telling people about his mom, but he was always hesitant to bring up his dad, in fact his friends thought his father was dead because it was easier to say he was orphaned than to explain he was a greedy bastard who only cared about him now that he could benefit him. “I was mostly raised by my brother actually, but he passed away just before our mom did…”
“Oh… I’m sorry…” He didn’t want to look up, he didn’t like the look people gave him when he brought up his family. “That must be difficult…” She said, and he shrugged.
“It was, but… it got easier with time, and I… I don’t necessarily think family is just restricted to blood relatives… my friends, Zander, they’re my family too, and I love them.” He said, finally glancing up. “Zander, he actually- he reminds me of my brother a lot. He behaves like him, sometimes he says things that sound just like him. I don’t… I don’t want to place that role on him without his consent, but, I do- I do think of him as my brother. Not the brother I had, and not a replacement, but like, just a new part of my family.” He said, and Valerie nodded.
“An adoptive brother?” She suggested, and he nodded quickly.
“Exactly.” He said, and she looked almost amused, but not in that mean way that people often would when he said something strange.
“You know, I think he may feel the same way about you. I know that when I see you two interact, you look like brothers.” She told him. “I know that Zander always wanted a younger sibling. He was the only child I could have so we did plan to adopt, but things got interrupted when he… you know…” She said, “I think you’re the little brother he always wanted.”
He couldn’t help but smile, the thought of Zander feeling the same way towards him made him happier than he thought it would. He knew Zander had said he didn’t mind that Eli felt him and Everett were similar, but that didn’t mean he had felt that Eli was his brother, not at that time at least. He didn’t blame him for that, didn’t expect it of him, but now that they’d known each other for quite a while, grown closer and inseparable, a part of him hoped their relationship would be more than friends, more familial than anything else. If his brother had been his best friend, then he couldn’t see why his best friend couldn’t become his brother.
“I’m… I’m really glad to hear that…” He said. “I hope he does, it would be… amazing, actually if he felt that way. I guess just because of how long we were kept together, he feels like the closest person in my family…”
“I think he may be closer to you than he is to any of us now.” She said, and he felt a twinge of guilt at the sad smile on her face. “It’s not necessarily a bad thing though… I’m glad that he had you through that. And you know, I, Georgia and I, we are so, so thankful to you for getting him out.”
“I was determined to get him home as soon as he told me about you.” He said. “He would talk about you, Georgia, his friends. Sometimes even his dad… he didn’t have to say it, I could always tell just how much he missed you all. I’m happy I was able to help bring him back to his family.” He said, looking up as Valerie got to her feet. He figured she was just going to put her empty cup in the kitchen, but she stopped beside him, and for a moment he froze as she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug. He quickly relaxed though, not nervous or scared, entirely comfortable, entirely at home being held by her.
“You know, you’re part of this family too, now.” She told him. “You have been ever since he decided you were his brother.” She said, ruffling his hair as she pulled away, and it took all his self control to not cling to her, to not make that moment of affection last much longer.
“I… thank you…” He said quietly, his heart leaped in his chest, not from fear but almost, excitement, joy at hearing those words.
“Of course, honey.” She said, and he realized that he didn’t hate pet names when they weren’t being said sarcastically, condescendingly- or sincerely, coming from Nicholas anyway. “Will you still be up for a while?” She asked him, and he nodded.
“Probably… I’m… I’m not good at sleeping at night…” He said, and she nodded, finally making her way into the kitchen.
“Stay there a moment, okay?” She told him.
“Okay…” He could see her moving around in the kitchen, opening cabinets and moving things, though he wasn’t exactly sure what she was doing. He didn’t have to wait long, sitting cross legged on the chair and picking at his nails. He looked up when she came back though, and she set a blue mug down in front of him.
“I know drinking something sweet this late may not be the best idea, but I’d always make it for Zander when he couldn’t sleep.” She explained. “I don’t know how, but it always managed to knock him out.” She said, and he lifted the warm cup with both hands, the sweet smell of hot chocolate finally hitting him.
“Thank you…” He looked up at her and smiled, and she leaned down, giving him a loving kiss to the forehead before pulling away.
“You’re welcome. Try to get some sleep tonight okay, Elias?” She said, and he nodded.
“I will…” He brought the mug to his lips, instantly warmed up as he took a drink from it. She told him goodnight, and he stayed downstairs for a while after she left, slowly sipping his drink so as to enjoy it longer.
He hadn’t felt this way in a long time, the way he felt when his own mother was kind or gentle with him- loved, hopeful that the treatment and feeling would last longer than an hour. When he thought about it though, he somehow felt safer, more comfortable with Zander’s mother than his own, in the moment anyway. Valerie seemed to be a naturally comforting person, and he wondered if that had anything to do with Zander’s ability to provide kindness and comfort even when he’d been so scared of him at first
By the time he finished off the drink, he was feeling more sleepy. He got up and he washed his cup before heading upstairs, back into Zander’s room. He was still asleep, and Eli had to shove his arm out of the way to get back in his spot, though Zander was almost immediately clinging to him again, pulling him close. He moved his arm so that he could rest his hand over Zander’s and he closed his eyes, eventually finally falling asleep feeling happier than he had in a long time.
“It’s fascinating, isn’t it? The different ways in which people break,” Whumper muses, running a hand along Whumpee’s bowed and tremoring shoulders. “Some become desensitized to the pain, simply stop caring what happens to them. Some become so utterly terrified of the pain that they would do anything to avoid it. Some are just completely worn out, exhausted and wishing death over going on. Those are my favorites. It’s spectacularly easy to push them past their limits. Which do you think you’ll be, darling?”
“Get off of me,” Whumpee gritted out, voice unsteady.
Whumper’s hand shifted to their hair, fingers winding tangles in it and tugging harshly to make Whumpee flinch. They smiled, pulling Whumpee’s head back to stare into their strained eyes. “I’m quite excited to find out,” they said, as if Whumpee had never responded.
Oh yes the death thret person and the fc ap person is who i was asking about that is awful i am sorry
death threats were admitted to by erissa002
fcap is @fact-checking-antipedos who ran a whole witch hunt accusing @ simplygrimly of being a child predator and those accusations were based on the lies of several minors who had been removed / left mine and grims servers. one of them (@ lektric-whump) went onto mooses page saying tht they were dragged into the discourse by avery when thats a blatant lie and they know damn well i still have screenshots of them admitting to lying to fcap for attention and to ruin grims reputation
I am sorry I cannt remember my question either I apologize for taking up your time hope you have a good day god bless
anon whoever you are i love you and i hope you have a wonderful day too dbfbdnf sorry for my aggression if u werent actually here to be mean to me ahfhdfbdbfx
oh my god wait anon were u asking who admitted to sending avery death threats ? bc that was @/erissa002 they went into averys dms begging to be forgiven and not have their name publicized after telling them tht theyre disgusting and should commit alivent
we've come to the conclusion tht if they want to send death threats they dont get to hide lol
I am sorry I cannt remember my question either I apologize for taking up your time hope you have a good day god bless
anon whoever you are i love you and i hope you have a wonderful day too dbfbdnf sorry for my aggression if u werent actually here to be mean to me ahfhdfbdbfx
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I kno what the gif was for... I was asking after ur other post. Sorry for the confusion. God bless
wait okay then im sorry im Very confused. im so lost. nobody admitted to anything aside from me being open abt sending moose anons trying to hold her accountable for her actions. could u please explain your question again bc i am so very autistic and on guard still rn and i just completely didnt get it
THE EVIL IS DEFEATED adn who now admitted to what now
me: posts a gif with no context bc someone i hate who made me feel unsafe, invalidated my trauma and the trauma of many others, stalked me and my friends, and wrote the kind of fic that directly contributes to the grooming and sexual assault of young teens, and spread tons of lies and hate abt me deleted her blog
yall, bc apparently everything is a confession: GUILTY GUILTY GUILTY CRIMINAL CRIMINAL CRIMINAL GO TO JAIL FAKE NAME TRANNY CRIMINAL
How you gonna claim Moose enabled anon hate by not admitting what she did but your constant discourse posting didn't encourage whoever doxxed them. I was on your side but you don't even care a crime was committed in your name??
Her lies were directly responsible for the messages I got and as much was admitted to me when erissa confessed to sending them because of moose.
Honestly I don’t want you on ‘my side’ if that’s the attitude you have. Feel free to fuck off any time! Because this isn’t about sides about someone committed to continual stalking behaviour and not showing any intention of changing even when I wasn’t saying anything. Being silent only benefits the fucker stalking me and it got to the point I could pinpoint three tags and guarantee she would check my blog after using them, that’s fucked up, that is a crime shit for brains.
There has not been a crime as far as I am aware, there were consequences for continued stalking behaviour and generally being a garbage person. It’s almost like actions have consequences, imagine that!
And because y’all dumb as hell here’s the definition for doxxing:
Tldr: fuck off if you wanna bootlick moose like this I could give less of a flying fuck if you want to claim you’re on my side until now... (bestie my follower count has gone up in the last two days sooooo you’re clearly not that much on my side or you’re too nosey to leave) but here’s your invite to take the door and fuck off :3
its really funny tht yesterday morning i woke up and had a whole breakdown abt being called disgusting over and over and over again but then i waited like an hour and was fine bc i realized its actually bonkers pathetic to scream at me especially when you have self confessed liars on your side
lektric whateverthefuck im looking at you i do still have screenshots of you admitting to lying to fcap abt grim for attention
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