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@lcstchildren
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enleve.
▌█ ∵ 👽 ∵ █ ▌ ❝ That is just your adventurous spirit. Remember our family is not just here we have family up there as well. ❞ A gentle understanding nod before planting a soft kiss on the side of his head. She couldn’t begin to imagine what that was like.
She wanted to make sure her son knew how he came to be, where he came from. Hiding him from the aliens and abductions could be much worse than telling him about it. Out of respect for alma she did so less openly in front of Julia given she wasn’t her mother and decided it was best for Kit to decide if Julia was going to know or not. But they both agreed she could tell Thomas.
There was a pause contemplating what story she could tell him, there were a large number she could. Grace did her best to make sure he didn’t hear about her past, what she had done to her family, answering honestly if he did ask though she placed those in her back pocket for when he was older.
❝ Well, how about you pick what you want me to tell you about. I can tell you about daddy saving me, or about your other family, how I first met Alma. Anything you want. ❞
He nods, as strange as the idea is to him yet. The boy knows, to a vague degree, that other children do not live like he and Julia. Not that he minds, nor does Thomas even think their clan strange, But to know there is another family beyond the clouds for him and Julia.
❝ Are they really like a family, Mama ? ❞ The inquiry is delivered with a tiny smile.
All of the suggestions for a bedtime story fill Thomas with curiosity and delight, but he knows his eyes will grow heavy after a first tale. So this is the story he decides he will like to hear, that of their family in the stars.
❝ Tell me about them; what are they like ? ❞
anxmalxnstincts:
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moodboard: touched by space.
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@macabremortem ( x )
It isn’t that she doesn’t like her life with her brother and her father the two boys are of course near and dear to her little heart. But visits from her Auntie Lana are more than a treat; she absolutely delights in them.
To have another girl in the house, after she has lost both her mother and Grace, as well as Nana Jude, means far greater to the girl that Lana may ever know.
Especially a woman as strong as Julia’s god- mother.
❝ I will, ❞ Julia promises, her sad little eyes trailing to Lana’s hand; ❝ Will I ever be able to come with you one day when you travel ?? ❞
@macabremortem ( x )
Despite her parents’ assurances that she is rapidly growing to be a big girl, and her own confidence in that title, Julia still can- not reach the shelf any child desires most: the very top one.
Not even while standing on her tip toes.
❝ Pleeeeaaaase, Mommy ?? Just one !! ❞ . . . and one for her brother, perhaps. That is, if she can find him.
enleve.
▌█ ∵ 👽 ∵ █ ▌ Carefully looking over him she felt the corners of her lips weighted down as a small frown formed on her lips. A weird feeling never meant anything good, she knew he was a special kid, she knew it the second that she was abducted so these matters were always taken seriously.
❝ What do you think the feeling was about? ❞ Words were quiet before taking him into her arms and holding him tightly. She could at least offer safety and protection because if she knew one thing it was she would protect him with her life. ❝ Do you want me to tell you a story, would that help? When I was little my mother would tell me all sorts of stories to help me.❞
❝ I’m not ---- sure, It felt like I was far away but I was right in my bed, but it didn’t feel like it. It felt like I was someplace watching my- self sleep . . . ❞ An eerie and complicated feel- ing for anyone, but especially a boy as young as Thomas.
But it is his mother’s arms that pull the boy to earth once more, back from the clouds and stars above.
In turn, Thomas wraps his own embrace around Grace, nodding his head in confirmation before he rests it against the woman’s shoulder.
. . . . . -------- ❝ What kind of story, Mama ?? ❞
THEY NEED TO KNOW WHERE THEY CAME FROM.
private / selective julia and thomas walker of american horror story season two: “asylum”. BY JOEL.
enleve.
▌█ ∵ 👽 ∵ █ ▌ It was so common for her to be up at odd hours. The way she slept at Briarcliff and the abduction and showed her how much value was in time awake. She had been asleep or wasting her life on useless and pointless things for far to long. That had changed the second she set foot in her home with Kit and Thomas, she was now living in the moments presented and to make everyone around her joyous. Having heard the floor boards creak Grace lifted her head and twisted her body from her place on the floor looking to see her son. ❝ P’tit biscuit, what are you doing up? ❞ Words left her mouth in a hushed whisper as she rose from her spot. For a moment worried she had been a bit loud shuffling around to grab her art supplies and waking him. Careful steps avoiding certain spots on the floor that she knew would creak under her weight before being directly across from him. ❝ Did I wake you up?❞
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He knows, when he at last rises from bed and tiptoes outside of his room, that it is more than likely his mother will be awake yet. Her hours of sleep are so odd that Thomas does sometimes wonder when it is she sleeps at all. But he is, on this occasion, grateful to find her far from sleep’s grasp, so he does not have to feel like the only one in the house.
❝ No, ❞ he reassures as he shuffles into the room further; with a small shrug, he explains, ❝ I had a weird feeling . . . I tried to fall asleep but it wouldn’t let me. ❞
domestic/family starter prompts.
“Just a little while longer.”
“Can you come tuck me in?”
“Come on, I’ll tuck you in.”
“Did you sleep okay last night?”
“C’mon, read me something! Just like old times.”
“Is that my shirt?”
“Can we stay in tonight?”
“Will you stay with me?”
“Shh, it’s okay.”
“Go to sleep, go to sleep.”
“Hold my hand.”
“C’mere, it’s alright.”
“You’re fine.”
“You’re apart of the family.”
“Hug?”
“Gimme a kiss!”
“Can I snuggle with you?”
“Your breakfast is getting cold!”
“Tickle, tickle, tickle!”
“I got you something!”
“No, go back to sleep.”
“What are you smiling about?”
“He’s such a downer.”
“Here, I’ll zip you up.”
“Do you want me to read to you?”
“I know a lullaby. Think that’ll help you sleep?”
“Turn around!”
“Your tie is crooked.”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Can we get a dog?”
“I love you.”
“Time for your bath.”
“You first.”
“Lemme wash your hair.”
“Stop squirming!”
“My turn!”
“Mind if I move a bit closer?”
“Can I stay the night?”
“Don’t you dare go outside without a coat.”
“They forgot to flush!”
“Come here!”
“Mom/Dad! They’re being mean!”
“Think we can play a board game later?”
“Don’t be so mean to them, you understand me?”
“Watch your tone!”
“Here. I’ll do it for you. Give me the tie.”
“Don’t slam the door!”
“Eat your greens.”
“Stop playing with your food.”
“Your room looks like a cyclone ran through it.”
“Happy Birthday!”
“They sings like a goddamn crow.”
“Don’t sass me, young lady/man.”
“I don’t like kissing them.”
“I was gone for ten fucking minutes!”
“Read to me.”
“What is going on?”
“You’re crazy, but I like that.”
“Hey, watch out for them, okay?”
“I got the last slice of pizza. I’m gonna have to throw it up for you to get it.”
“We’re out of milk again!”
“Who wants a hearty breakfast?”
“Back in my day….”
“She’s/he’s my annoying younger sibling.”
“We don’t need another kid.”
THROWBACK TO THAT TIME evan said in an interview that kit probably died horribly bc if you see on the news that someone drop kicked ryan murphy, it was me and this is why.
Deep Ass Starters.
Sometimes it's hard to get in depth with your muse and their backstory, because you can't figure out how to bring those things up with others. Here are a couple of starters intended to make things a little more personal!
"What's holding you back?"
"I'm not comfortable with this conversation."
"Will you /ever/ be comfortable with this conversation?"
"Let me in sometime!"
"It's not that easy, you know."
"Help me understand."
"It's hard to connect with someone when all they do is push you away."
"Why are you always so cold?"
"Why are you always so happy?"
"Are you really happy now?"
"Who hurt you this badly to make you this way?!"
"What, did your ex mess you up that badly?!"
"Why do you keep fighting it any time you feel?"
"It's a problem, I get it."
"This is all kinds of messed up."
"That's not exactly a good coping method."
"So what happened, with your parents, really?"
"What was your childhood like?"
"Everyone has at lest a little bit of mommy/daddy issues. It's nothing to be ashamed of."
"My parents aren't exactly perfect models, either."
"You were bullied? What for?"
"Was it hard? Coming out, I mean."
"You can't just run away all the time."
"You can't just hide all the time."
"Are you still thinking about them?"
"I'm not the enemy here. But this makes me wonder who the real one is for you."
"Is the reason you're so cold and defensive because you feel threatened?"
"How long has it been since you last spoke to them?"
"You never talk about it, why?"
"How come you're so different around them?"
"It's like you don't have a care or worry in the world."
"You seem so perfect. I don't get it."
"What was your ex like?"
"I don't think I was ever good enough for them."
"Are you not comfortable being intimate?"
"Why don't you feel comfortable being intimate?"
"Letting someone see you that vulnerable, it's a scary thing."
"Are you scared of being hurt?"
"Have you ever been taken advantage of?"
"Why are you afraid of saying I love you?"
"I never understood how someone could say those words so easily."
"You're hurting others the way you've been hurt in the past, don't you think that's ironic?"
"You use people to make yourself feel better."
"I'm scared of being used again..."
"Losing someone isn't easy, but you're making it harder than it needs to be."
"How long has it been since you lost them?"
"You're too attached."
"I'm not attached, I'm just comfortable with what I'm familiar to."
"Maybe the real reason you're so controlling is because, deep down you'd rather have them in your grasp than lose them."
"Why did you ever break up?" / "Why did we ever break up?"
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