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thread with: @lathatcherofficial

triggers: marriage, alcohol, panic attack

when: august 16th, 2020

mentions: natalie marseille mcgowan ( @thenataliamarseille ), finn thatcher ( @finnthatcher89 )

what: devin messages laurel for advice because of what happened to her and nat

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#(✈️ texts.)#( txt. deviniant. )#tw: marriage #tw: alcohol #tw: panic attack

finnthatcher89:

“We’re both trying, Laurel.” He reminded her. He just held her tightly. “We can’t expect this to happen right away. We shouldn’t have even taken a test right now. It’s way too soon.” He tried to reason. He sighed and kissed her forehead. “Hey, we have plenty of time. We’ll get there. C’mere.” He said, lifting her from his shoulder and grabbing her hand. He stood up and lead her towards the tiny third bedroom that they really just used for storage and Finn had a bench press and some weights in there. “So…if we cleaned this room out it could be our new nursery so that Lis can have her own bedroom. We can paint it, get a bunch of new furniture too.” He mused, leaning on the threshold of the door. He smiled down at her and raised his brow.

Was she though? It wasn’t hard to believe that her own body was working against her. Her mind constantly was; Why is it surprising that her body’s doing so now as well? The brunette could only sniffle, crying softly as she felt so heartbroken. She knew that he was right. It was going to take some time. But god, how much time? A couple of weeks? A couple of months? A couple of years? How old was Felicity going to be once they finally have another baby? The idea of such a huge age gap between them scared her. Nodding wordlessly, she got up and followed him. She leaned against the other side, looking into the room. The word ‘nursery’ caused her to look back at him, eyes scanning his face before back at the room. Take out the storage and Finn’s equipment... Paint the walls a different colour, maybe even include a mural... The crib could be right over there and a rocking chair in the corner near the window. Laurel smiled softly and carefully dabbed at her tears with the back of her pinkie, nodding as she looked up at her husband. “W-Winnie the Pooh themed? Lots of yellows and greens?”

#(✈️ interactions.)#( ch. finnthatcher89. )

kylosrehn

CHRIS EVANS as ANDY BARBER and MICHELLE DOCKERY as LAURIE BARBER in DEFENDING JACOB (2020)

lathatcherofficial

@finnthatcher89

#(✈️ isms.)#( ft. finn thatcher. )#( sh. i take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover // laurel + finn. )#if you squint you are able to pretend that michelle is actually demet lmao #BUT ANYWHOS #this is a flaurel mood and i'm dead

She had to get one more night with Marissa before she left for the vineyard. Being the night after birthday/album party, so much has already happened during the time between them hanging out in the lounge to now. She knew that tomorrow was going to be a rough day for her, so she wanted to try to help her ease her mind as much as possible for tonight before tomorrow came. With Felicity having a sleepover at the Oliveira’s and Finn out with friends, Laurel was sitting on the couch in their comfortably small living room in their nice little apartment. The coffee table was filled with food (a mixture of ones she made, junk food, and takeout) and booze. “You know, I truly don’t know how I’m going to survive you being gone at the vineyard for so long. I’m just going to miss you guys so much.”

closed starter: @themarissaharrison

#(✈️ interactions.)#( ch. themarissaharrison. )#ignore that she's talking on the phone fsfkjghdf #she just looks so soft and cute in this gif lmao

alison-haynes:

“These pregnancy apps are weird,” Alison said, tossing her phone down on the table. “I can’t tell what the most accurate one is. I’ve downloaded three of them, and one says my baby is the size of a pear, another says an apple, and the third says a ring pop.” Alison rubbed her head, “Is it me, or do you feel like a ring pop is drastically smaller than an apple and a pear?” The blonde shrugged, looking over at her friend, “Either way, my baby is about 4 inches right now. Still pretty tiny, but they say he or she is officially moving around in there even if I can’t feel it yet. How cool is that?”

She’s happy for Alison, she truly, genuinely is. But after her and Finn spent the past week trying for another baby just for her to end up meeting her period, the subject of babies and pregnancies was... a little bit of a sore spot. Of course, she’s trying to remind herself that they needed to keep trying for a couple of weeks. That it typically took awhile before seeing any signs. But still, it was difficult. However, Laurel smiled warmly at the young blonde. She was not going to focus on herself during this. She was going to focus on Alison and her pregnancy and be genuinely happy for her young friend. “Honestly, I hated trying to navigate those while pregnant with Felicity. They were all so confusing. But that’s great, Ali! Ooo, are you and Luca going to do a gender reveal party? Or are you guys going to wait until the baby’s out into the world before finding that out?”

#(✈️ interactions.)#( ch. alisonhaynes. )

finnthatcher89:

Finn tried his hardest to put a smile on his face for his wife. He knew she was going to be beating herself up about this. It was discouraging yeah, but they hadn’t been trying for that long, and they hadn’t been using birth control for a while before Felicity came along. He knew that this could be a long road a head of them. He hung his head, but really tried to work on that smile. He walked into their bedroom and sat down on the bed next to her. “Don’t be sorry.” He said, pulling her into his shoulder for a tight hug. It wasn’t the news he wanted to hear, but was he actually expecting them to get pregnant so soon after just starting to try again? He knew this could be a long haul. Maybe it was him that was infertile? She needed to stop blaming herself for these things. “This just means we get to have more sex.” He chuckled deeply, trying to lighten the mood.

She instantly curled up to him once he joined her. With her head on his shoulder, her eyes were back on the test. She kept willing it to change, to do a little ‘just kidding!’ and say Pregnant instead. But it didn’t. Those two words just stayed right there, burning into her memory and into her heart. It was so hard not to blame herself. To not question what was wrong with her and why she wasn’t pregnant. To be fair, it had only been a week. It usually took around four or six before the signs start to show. But... still... It hurt. It hurt so much. Laurel smiled lifelessly at his joke. “That... That’d be nice, yes...” Even her words were monotonous. He’s trying so hard to make her feel better and she’s just... acting like this. Guilt over not being pregnant and for acting selfishly pierced her heart. “I-I am sorry,” she whispered. The brunette looked up at him, softly kissing his cheek before nuzzling her face against his neck. “You’re trying and I’m... I-It will be okay. Just... Just a little more weeks.”

#(✈️ interactions.)#( ch. finnthatcher89. )#this fucking HURTS

finnthatcher89:

It had only been about a week since Finn and Laurel had decided to try for another baby, and they were already trying to get pregnant. Like…they were having sex as often as they possibly could, and Finn was certainly not complaining about that. Waiting that two minutes for a pregnancy test to be done was long and suspenseful. He just had a pit in his stomach the whole time he was waiting. Laurel was ovulating and he was getting his hopes up. It was late, and he tried to find something to keep him busy while he was waiting. The man peeked into his daughter’s room to check on her to make sure she was sleeping soundly. He made his way back to their room after pacing around their tiny, yet cozy apartment. “Well…” He said, standing at the doorway of their bedroom.

@lathatcherofficial

She truly thought that it was going to happen so soon. They’ve been having sex like crazy ever since that night, trying to do everything they could. They both wanted another baby so much and she truly thought that it would all happen faster this time. She tried not to let the fact that it took them years before they had Felicity to alter her judgement. The brunette kept pacing their room, going into the bathroom and checking that little stick every five seconds. If Laurel has breathed any at all, she hadn’t noticed. At this point, she just kept the test in her hands as she paced around the room and tried to remain calm. She hardly heard Finn when the timer went off, the Turkish woman quickly turning it off and staring at the test. Not Pregnant. It was impossible to stop her face from falling. All she was able to do was shake her head as she sank back down on the bed, eyes only on the test. She tried to remember how to breathe as she finally glanced up at him. She suddenly was hit with a multitude of emotions, realizing she was going to hurt him. “Üzgünüm,” she squeaked out, eyes tearing up and bottom lip trembling. I’m sorry.

#(✈️ interactions.)#( ch. finnthatcher89. )

shimmeringjinx

#(✈️ visage.)#oh sweet jesus #finn you lucky lucky bastard

kingsboro-tea

What’s the hotter throuple? Jaycee/Khai/Roman or Nic/Cleo/Marissa?

“Bold of you to assume Avery/Monroe/and myself aren’t hotter than both of these throuples. Truthfully, Nic/Cleo/Marissa seem like the most healthy relationship in Kingsboro - at least they aren’t a trainwreck like most other couples here. Scratch that... Flaurel is definitely the healthiest couple in this neighborhood. No cap.”

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