Clipped wings, I was a broken thing.

Marion McCarthy | 29 years young . ---------❦-------- -Married to the most beautiful woman on Earth, Lauren McCarthy. -Mother of actual baby angel, Indigo Rose. -Film/TV researcher, former actress, Anthropology nerd. ---------❦-------- .

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My favorite activist, my favorite picky vegan, my favorite red onion lover, my favorite actress. The Lilo to my Stitch. Greatest mom to the greatest child(ren, one is baking in the oven). 

My happily ever after. @lomccarthy

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Amends || Marilaide

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adelaidefabray:

TAGGING: Adelaide & Marion Fabray LOCATION: At Marion and Lo’s house in LA. Because they live in one. With at least four walls. SUMMARY: After Addy goes to the hospital to get help, Marion is still hurt over being ignored when she was worried sick about her sister’s whereabouts. They’ve been walking on eggshells around each other instead of talking because, well… They are Fabrays.  WARNINGS: Hospital mentions. Fabrangst.

ADELAIDE FABRAY

When MJ ends up sitting next to her, Adelaide sighs, relieved. There is a moment in every conversation when she can tell that Marion is no longer as upset and when the affection comes again, she knows she’s in the clear. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips as Indy climbed around her lap, long blonde locks in her fists. Addy knew that they’d be in her mouth soon enough.

“I know I can, I just didn’t want to worry you and I know that by doing that I fu-” she stopped herself from swearing, indigo being the only reason why. “by doing that I made it worse.” she nodded, slipping her hand over MJ’s and holding it lightly, the veins in her hands indicative of how badly she was really doing. “I’m sorry that I left you back then, but I won’t do it again and I definitely don’t want to miss out on anything in your life.” she nodded, looking down at the brunette in her lap. The little girl was now gnawing on her split ends and she simply couldn’t help but smile. If any kid was going to have her heart, it’d be MJ’s.

MARION FABRAY

Gently, MJ takes Addy’s hand in between hers and cradles it. It’s cold, and she wishes she can warm it with hers. It’s a metaphor, of course. A metaphor for what MJ wishes she could do for her sister, wrap her in her arms and keep her safe, try to make her happy, warm her heart. “I... I always worry, Addy. Because I know when you’re okay and I know when you’re not... And I see you and I can see that you’re not okay right now. So I want to help and I worry.” She’s playing with Addy’s skinny fingers gently, something she’s done since she can remember, her eyes set on them as she blinks back tears that are trying to escape. Her heart aches badly for her Adelaide, and she doesn’t want to remember that year. “I forgave you for that... A long time ago. Lo wasn’t very happy but I just... I was really happy that you were back and I couldn’t stay mad. It’s really hard to stay mad at you.” MJ smiles softly at the sight of Indigo slobbering all over Addy’s hair and Addy’s smile. It’s a beautiful sight. 

“I would like it if you stayed until forever... To see this one grow into a vegan diva. And... To...” MJ clears her throat as she looks back down at her intertwined hands. “And to become and aunt again because... Well, y’know.... Indigo’s gonna become a big sister in nine months.” She says quietly, laying a hand on her abdomen and looking up to see Addy’s reaction.

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Texts || Maridaisy

Darcy: Still, you could have plans and I don't want to intrude.

Darcy: Yes, there had been slight hiccups but things are good, nothing I can't handle.

Darcy: Yes?

Marion: I would cancel my plans or build them around you, it's really no big deal, Daisy. I have to go back to NYC soon.

Marion: I know you're amazing and the smartest.

Marion: I'm pregnant. Finally. The treatment worked.

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Texts || Maridaisy

Darcy: I'll see what I can do but only if it's okay with your wife. I don't want to intrude or change any plans.

Darcy: I'm doing good, busy being back to work after having a long weekend. I missed it too.

Marion: Of course it's okay with us, Daisy. Lo likes you, you're family.

Marion: Is work going well?

Marion: I also have very good news :3

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Amends || Marilaide

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adelaidefabray:

TAGGING: Adelaide & Marion Fabray LOCATION: At Marion and Lo’s house in LA. Because they live in one. With at least four walls. SUMMARY: After Addy goes to the hospital to get help, Marion is still hurt over being ignored when she was worried sick about her sister’s whereabouts. They’ve been walking on eggshells around each other instead of talking because, well… They are Fabrays.  WARNINGS: Hospital mentions. Fabrangst.

ADELAIDE FABRAY

In most circumstances, when upset, Addy was stoic. She was able to hide her sadness no matter how much she was breaking inside. However, she was at a point where she wasn’t sure how to hide it all anymore and maybe, for once, she doesn’t want to.

“Here is fine,” her voice was even, though MJ can likely tell that something was wrong. The older blonde lowered herself to the floor, smiling the second that Indigo spotted her and that toddler smile grew. “Hi babygirl,” she spoke sweetly, but still like an adult to the brunette who had started crawling toward her. “When are you going to learn to walk, silly?” she smiled, accepting the slobbery cheek kisses before looking at MJ again. “I want to apologize for scaring you the other night… I know that I should’ve responded. I’m just… embarrassed and nervous to tell you what’s going on.”

MARION FABRAY

Addy’s entire demeanor is tugging at MJ’s heartstrings, she just wants to get up and hug Adelaide and do everything to comfort her. But she knows she has to be patient and let Addy take the first step. She doesn’t want to crowd her or pressure her. Her older sister may always have a quick and cutting comeback, but MJ knows she’s fragile and precious. 

Indigo beats her to the punch, crawling towards her adored aunt and wanting to give her some of her infamous kisses. A small smile spreads across MJ’s lips, only to quickly vanish at the older blonde’s words. She nods and waits patiently as Addy apologizes. That does it, and she scoots to sit next to Addy, gently laying her hand on her knee. Her heart feels like it’s breaking, just like it does whenever her Adelaide is not okay. The nerves fade turning into worry. “I forgive you. Of course I do. I always will”, she speaks softly, sighing. “I just want to know what’s going on, Addy. So I can help. You can tell me anything, you know this. I won’t leave you, I’m never leaving you.”

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Texts || Maridaisy

Darcy: That's adorable. I didn't even know you were trying to get her to say 'Daisy' in the first place despite not being around as much.

Darcy: How have you been, Mari?

Marion: Of course I was! I want her to know all of her aunts' names, Daisy. And I remember how calling you Daisy was so much more easier, so I tried and after a few weeks... It worked! You should come over soon so she can say it to your face.

Marion: I'm good. Great, actually. You?

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Texts || Maridaisy

Marion: [sends Darcy a video of Indigo on her lap with a plastic toy daisy in her tiny hands. MJ's voice can be heard in the background: "Say daisy. Come on, Indy. Say daisy. DAI-SY. It's easy. DAI-SY. Like your auntie and this flower... DAI-SY." Indigo stops chewing on the flower and she looks up at her mother, smiling wildly. "EE-SEE", she squeals and MJ cheers proudly.]

Marion: So this happened :D

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Amends || Marilaide

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adelaidefabray:

TAGGING: Adelaide & Marion Fabray LOCATION: At Marion and Lo’s house in LA. Because they live in one. With at least four walls. SUMMARY: After Addy goes to the hospital to get help, Marion is still hurt over being ignored when she was worried sick about her sister’s whereabouts. They’ve been walking on eggshells around each other instead of talking because, well… They are Fabrays.  WARNINGS: Hospital mentions. Fabrangst.

ADELAIDE FABRAY

Pacing. Always pacing. Up and down hallways, around malls, from the bathroom to the bedroom. Adelaide wasn’t sure why most people hadn’t caught on, but she was definitely okay with that. If her feet hadn’t made paths in the hardwood leading from the guest room to Indigo’s, then they would soon enough. She’d been pacing the distance since she got home from the hospital. There was something about the way her sister had been all but ignoring her that rubbed her the wrong way. MJ was her rock, the one person who always wanted her around even when no one else did. Even when she was too much.

“That’s it,” she muttered to herself, tossing her hands into the air before she made her way downstairs. Part of her was about to chicken out about halfway down the flight of stairs, her heart telling her not to. Conflict was something she was used to, but it was a much different story when it came to people she cared about. When she got to Marion’s office, she stopped just outside the door. Seeing MJ with Indigo, her tiny screams of giddiness floating through the air. The smile on Addy’s face grew easily. She slid into the room, worrying her lip between her teeth. Her eyes made contact with Marion’s and Addy’s breath caught in her throat. “MJ… can we talk?” her voice was a hushed whisper, Adelaide Fabray’s usual confidence a solid eighth of its usual.

MARION FABRAY

The blonde was about to blow a messy raspberry on her daughter’s cheek when a silhouette by the doorway interrupted her. Marion was left staring at Addy with a not very flattering expression on her face, mouth wide open ready to draw in breath for the raspberry and Indigo squirming in her lap, trying to get strands of platinum blonde between her tiny fingers. 

A nervous, subdued Adelaide wasn’t a usual sight. Not even to Marion, who prided on being one of the few people that her older sister let her guard down around. Stomach doing a flip-flop with growing nerves (and some relief from the fact that Addy was openly addressing her and wanted to talk) the younger blonde cleared her throat and sat up, letting Indigo play with her hair. “Yeah, of course... Absolutely. Is here okay? Or do you... Wanna go somewhere else?”

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Apparently this is what we do now. Harvest our own organic food... A few years ago I didn’t even know what matcha was and all I wanted was greasy pizza. I still want the pizza... But look at those two, what a pair. <3 @lomccarthy​

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berryabigail:

Anybody wanna join in on my mini-dance party?

That sounds like a great idea, especially for a Saturday night. Unfortunately, I have what seems to be the neediest toddler in the West Coast and my plans for the nearest future involve Dr. Seuss and diapers.

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missvanessagiardi replied to your post “G, H, I, J”

Indy gives the best hugs. I speak from experience. Literally the best.

She really does! No matter her size, it’s amazing. I feel like she’s either going to start charging per hug or start hating them... There’s really no in between with toddlers.

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Y,Z

 Y - 3 turns offs

1.- Bad BO.2.- Unnecessary cursing.3.- Small talk.

Z- You were supposed to ask me anything, I’ll pick one myself:  S - 2 habits

1.- Not doing anything in the mornings until I’ve taken my pills. Doesn’t matter how bad I have to pee.2.- Making my wife (or anyone, really) play with my hair. Indigo already knows how to do it and it’s glorious.

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B, H, W, X

 B - Who the last person I talked to on the phone was.

@egporter. I’m working on a script that features Tom Felton and I had to gloat.

 H - The last person I hugged.

Answered.

 W - If I’ve done something I regret very much.

I’m not really the kind of person who dwells on regrets, because of the whole bringing me to where I am now and I’ve never been happier. But maybe… That one time when I was very young and very lost and I left and broke @lomccarthy‘s heart. Trying times.

 X - 3 turn ons

1.- A little rough foreplay… No further details.2.- When Lo gets bossy…3.- Honestly, when Lo does anything. Her voice… Have you heard her voice? It’s a great voice, it’s the best voice.

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E I P Q

E - How many piercings I have.

Two. Both my earlobes are pierced. I’m edgy like that.

 I - The last time I felt jealous, and why.

Answered.

P - What kind of music I like.

I really like indie music. Pop, rock, folk, you name it. Also Sloane Holliday’s new stuff is amazing.

 Q - Favourite flower?

Lilacs, white ones especially.

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G, H, I, J

G - The last person I said 'I love you' to.

My beautiful wife, @lomccarthy​

H - The last person I hugged.

My little insane angel, Indigo Rose.

I - The last time I felt jealous, and why.

Uh, I’m not proud of it and it’s silly... But maybe it was when Lo started shooting The Big Apple and the rumors started. 

 J - Are you insecure. What about?

You’ve obviously never met me... I am one giant walking insecurity. Lies, actually. I’m not as insecure as I used to be. But, um... There’s always those loud thoughts... About not being good enough for my friends and family, boring them, disappointing them, having a relationship with Indigo like the one I had with my parents... Not carrying to term and messing up again. Stuff like that.

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Amends || Marilaide

TAGGING: Adelaide & Marion Fabray LOCATION: At Marion and Lo’s house in LA. Because they live in one. With at least four walls. SUMMARY: After Addy goes to the hospital to get help, Marion is still hurt over being ignored when she was worried sick about her sister’s whereabouts. They’ve been walking on eggshells around each other instead of talking because, well... They are Fabrays.  WARNINGS: Hospital mentions. Fabrangst.

Marion was in her office, sitting down on the soft carpet, surrounded by the scripts she was supposed to be going over for work, thick history books laying open haphazardly and a bunch of Indigo’s colorful toys all over. The toddler was holding onto the arm of the couch, bouncing excitedly to Sloane Holliday’s Bad Blood, a favorite of both mother and daughter. The blonde was recording Indigo with her phone for Lo to fawn over later. Apparently there had been some complications with Eliza’s baby... Marion’s stomach churned at the mere thought. Things were so much more real and scary now that she was actually pregnant, and she wasn’t even showing but she already wanted to lay down with her feet up for the next nine months to keep everything running smoothly.

Almost everybody knew now... Except for the person that had always been the first one to know about anything significant going on in Marion’s life: Adelaide. After the whole hospital thing, they had done everything to avoid each other. Aside from the courteous nod when they inevitably bumped into each other – living in the same house, for the time being – there had been no contact. The younger blonde was letting things run its course, following her wife’s advice. It was so hard to not go looking for Addy every hour, just to lay next to her or hug her like Marion was accustomed to do. “Let her come to you...”, were the words Lo had said. And she did. Indigo was a good distraction for the time being... Tickling the toddler and letting her screams of joy fill the otherwise silent house.

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BRUTAL HONESTY HOUR.

A - If I'm in love.

B - Who the last person I talked to on the phone was.

C - How long it's been since I've kissed.

D - If I have a preference for boys or girls.

E - How many piercings I have.

F - Give me any options, like 'hot or cold?'

G - The last person I said 'I love you' to.

H - The last person I hugged.

I - The last time I felt jealous, and why.

J - Are you insecure. What about?

K - What my full name is.

L - If I have siblings.

M - If I forgive betrayal.

N - Favourite animal?

O - Where would I like to travel

P - What kind of music I like.

Q - Favourite flower?

R - Is cheating ever okay?

S - 2 habits.

T - 3 things I love unconditionally.

U - Favourite time of year, and why

V - Big dreams?

W - If I've done something I regret very much.

X - 3 turn ons

Y - 3 turns offs

Z - Ask any question you want.