𝓐𝓷𝓰𝒆𝓵 𝓸𝒇 ℳ𝒆𝓻𝓬𝔂

Come here, I'll make it all better.

[smoothmovesbaby-archive-blog]

      “Yeah, I dunno your husband, baby, but, I got this…” He lifted his jacket and shirt, revealing dirty bandages covering a leaking wound on his side.

      “It ain’t healing right. I took a knife in the side. Some junkie, doesn’t matter — Is this gonna cost me much?”

[medicmother]

   “No, it won’t cost you much. Just let     me clean and dress your wound. I     promise that I’ll be as gentle as     possible.”

                   It was odd to see such a terrible wound on such a well kept man-- He obviously had money and was of great importance, though his good looks didn’t necessarily give that away. Quickly grabbing fresh bandages, a warm and wet cloth, along with some stimpaks andvarious medical tools, the young woman turned her attention back to the man before her.

                                      “Just lie down and relax, Mr.--?”

[kiillshot-deactivated20190124]

             ❛ Hey, I’m only like, 76% responsible for that. Give or take – ❜

     He catches himself, lethargically jovial tone faltering in his hesitation. There’s a moment that passes, another, before he’s unwinding himself from the cocoon he’d formed around her, blinking himself into a state of wakefulness. For all his feigned confidence, it was just that – a facade designed for reassurance in matters he found himself LOST. 

                     ❛ You’re – fuck, do you – uh, do you need –                               – is it, uh, you know, baby-sick or baaaad sick? ❜

[medicmother]

     “No, no-- It’s just the baby.       I’ll be fine. I just-- Need to       lay here.”

                   She could feel his unease, his concerns with everything that was currently going on. None of this was planned, none of this had meant to happen so unexpectidly. Lucy could not, and would not, blame him for any emotions that he might experience throughout all of this. The pai would need to take things one step at a time, but if he needed to go a little slower with things, that was just fine by her.

               “Stay here with me? Please--?”

[lyoniiisms]

            “I PROMISE I will not interfere with anything that goes on here. I’ve only stopped by for supplies, and to fix up one of my wounded.” 

[medicmother]

    “Okay-- But you still have to pay for all      of it though. We don’t give stuff out for      free. Especially not to mungos.”

[doctorofergastulum]

He raised an eyebrow at the woman’s refusal. See, now this is why he often tells Julie that he’s not a people person. Most followers aren’t. And this most certainly ain’t going to work. He’s really going to have to stoop so low as to bargain now isn’t he..

“How does having caps in exchange for your loss sound?” Surely she can’t be the only one in the east commonwealth with medical supplies. As for her son and farm, there is nothing he could do about that. 

[medicmother]

And that did it.

   “What sort of bastard asks that     sort of question?! I don’t know     who these Followers of the     Apocalypse are, and to be truly     honest, I don’t care. I. Am not.     Going.”

                Oh, was he ever so lucky that her husband was not nearby. MacCready had never been known for having a calm sort of temper, and seeing Lucy pestered in such a way would have likely caused him to get involved. And like hell was he going to allow the mother of his child to be taken away from a place she both loved and belonged.

               “If you try to use force on me, or take even the slightest of steps toward my house,” She warned, taking a step further and taking up a rather standoffish stance. “I will not hesitate to KILL you. Do you understand me?”

[assemblingdaisies-deactivated20]

                            It was an endless cycle. 

He has probably consumed a gallon of addictol in the last 6 or 7 years, still can’t get used to the taste of it though.  

“Mmhmm.”.

 That’s pretty clear, too- a little hesitation crinkling over his lips right before they part like a child receiving a spoonful of cough syrup.  

Carver at least ensures to not come as a regular, he’ll switch up his visits to cover up the frequency of his developing addictions. His consistent traveling always being a solid reason- but the closer to truth version was his need to hide.

It almost felt as if as long as he had caps, his actions wouldn’t bare consequences. 

There isn’t any apology for raising his voice - barely could force himself to look in her direction. Instead, he just slips into a stillness, only gently tapping his finger as he swallows. 

[medicmother]

                  Lucy had seen addictions quite frequently throughout the years, so she was at least prepared to deal with this young man and his. He was just lucky that he got to her when he did, otherwise, it could have escalated into something much worse. At least here, he would be able to get a bit of care before being sent on his way.

    “I’ll get you some water and      something to get the taste      out of your mouth.”

                 With that, she would then give Carver a bit of space as she briefly left to get a small container of water and a slice of bread which she had made the night before. The water would help rehydrate his mouth and wash the taste out and the bread would help absorb some of the acids in his stomach and keep him from becoming ill. He didn’t ask for it, but she knew that he would need it.

                 “Here, take these,” She would speak up once more. “and just relax.”

[kittens-and-skulls]

she would have swallowed the sun to make you warm enough. she was nothing but love. she was nothing but love.

(via vaultfrozen)

[medicmother]

@lyoniiisms

     “I don’t trust you, mungo. But if       Mayor MacCready let you in, I       guess I can’t do anything about       it. Just know that I’m watching       you.”

[medicmother]

@siixth

     “One moment, please--”

                    She called out from one of the back rooms to the individual standing outside her front door. Duncan’s needs came first, everyone else came second; including her own. Placing her son down in his bassinet, the young doctor quickly made her way to the front door; brushing some of her loose hair from her face as she did so.

                “Yes? Can I help you?”

[medicmother]

is maccready a good father?

@kiillshot

                 She had never seen him fill with such love and such pride as he did when he looked at their son. Duncan had not been a planned pregnancy, and it was certainly more difficult to go about life with a child to care for, but that made absolutely no difference. Both parents had nothing but love for their little boy. Though, quite honestly, Lucy believed that RJ likely either didn’t want any children before her pregnancy, or at the very least was hesitant on the idea, but once Duncan had been born, all of those thoughts faded away completely.

                He was gentle with Duncan, got up in the middle of the night to soothe crying and upset tummies, and at the slightest sense of danger, would defend his family with all that he had. Nothing could compare to the love he had for that little boy, and that much was extremely clear. One should have seen the way his face lit up whenever he was around his little boy– It was a beautiful thing. How could she not believe that her husband was the best father that he could possibly be?

                  “Of course he is. I would not allow                   our son to be around him if he                   wasn’t.”

[medicmother]

         starter call!

[medicmother]

@hope-of-the-wasteland

      “I didn’t think MacCready let smelly        mungos like you in! What’d you do        to him, huh? Bribe him? Threatening        him wouldn’t work, he would’ve shot        you!”

[doctorofergastulum]

The doctor brought his hand up to take the cigarette out of his mouth, turning his head to one side to blow smoke away from the woman’s face. He may be demanding and bossy but he never forgets his manners. He turns to look back at the woman, cigarette in hand at his side now. 

“If you got the free time to argue with me, then you have the time to head off with that caravan before it leaves. What I’m asking isn’t too much now is it? We need supplies here at this post. We’re the followers, not miracle workers.” Followers of the Apocalypse are trying to branch out but they need supplies in order to do that. 

[medicmother]

        “Excuse me?”

                     Oh no, that was not going to work. He hadn’t heard a single thing that she had just said! How typical. It seemed as though most individuals who dedicated their lives to helping others possessed this pushy, ‘ my word is the only word that matters ‘ attitude. Lucy might have been a kind woman, but she did not take orders or simply allow others to talk to her in such a way. And if he thought for a single second that she would just leave her entire life behind to aid these so called Followers of the Apocalypse, he had another thing coming. And due to his rather rude behavior, she wasn’t exactly inclined to lend him any supplies either.

                    “I am the only doctor for miles, my supplies are limited,” She retorted, not impressed by him at all so far. “I’m certain that your ‘ Followers of the Apocalypse ‘ will do just fine without my aid.”

[o-do-dok]

[thelxnewanderer-blog]

“Hi, Lucy,” Jessica said, slightly taken aback at the way that the little girl spoke, but managing a little smile for her. God, smiling was hard. What did she have to smile about now? 

It didn’t help that this girl thought of herself as a parent. It was just another reminder of what Jessica had lost.

“Oh, don’t worry, I’m not going to do anything to hurt any of you guys,” she said, trying to smile again. What kind of asshole would hurt a bunch of kids?

[medicmother]

                    No one in Little Lamplight trusted adults straight away. Though, of course, that was for a fairly good reason. MacCready certainly didn’t help their views of adults, but even without his aggressive stance on the matter, it was highly likely that the Little Lamplighters would have kept their distance from anyone whom they deemed to be an adult. And though Lucy was one of the calmer children who could be found within the little makeshift village, she certainly was not overly trusting.

                   Rocking back and forth for a brief moment, the little girl continued to stare up towards the woman standing before her; slightly more curious now than she had been initially.

         “So why’re you here, mungo? I’m           surprised that MacCready let you           in.”

[desert-pugilist-deactivated2016]

“Fine fine, it was a good one though.”

“Did you want to look through all this at least? See if there’s anything in particular you’d like?”

[medicmother]

         “Yes, please.”

                   She responded; glancing over towards the other’s wares. Perhaps she could find something for Duncan? Or maybe some spare medical supplies? Either would be appreciated, honestly.

[glassmemoir-blog]

               {/Heeding her words, she sat down almost immediately. It was a little bit of a relief to be off her feet, and not be on an uncomfortable rock or anything of the sort. And while she was in pain, there were no sounds of discomfort. The words of her brother figure still rang in her ears just like they did when they were traveling together.

‘Toughen up, Buttercup.’

                  She could handle a stomach ulcer. All she needed to do was keep a rag handy, so none of her blood would get left anywhere. Nicole needed to be cautious of what she ate, so she wouldn’t make it worse, and most importantly, she couldn’t just lay down and let it beat her like it was trying to do.

                  When the woman came back with vitamins, bread and water, she looked at her like she was the greatest woman on this wasteland of a planet. The only thing that changed her expression, was when she asked her about her stress level.}

“Uhm…..tha’s kinda hard considerin’…..everythin’ ou’side wan’s ta kill people, ‘er steal from ‘em. An’ I ain’ go’ no safe place.”

[medicmother]

“Then, please, find a settlement to lie low  in for a while. You can stay here for a day  or two until you’ve calmed down, but I’m  afraid you can’t stay much longer than that.”

                     And Nicole would likely be forced to sleep outside within the shed. Though, it could be locked from the inside, so at least she would be safe there. If it became too cold due to permanently open window near the ceiling, there would be a burn barrel inside as well to keep the small shelter warm. She would be fine there. It was just that because she was a stranger, Lucy didn’t feel completely comfortable allowing Nicole to stay within her home. If she didn’t have a child to think of, perhaps it would have been a tiny bit different.

                    Brushing a bit of her hair back and out of her face, the young woman allowed a bit of her own stress to escape her. Her husband wasn’t around to argue and protest about her decision to allow Nicole to stay, so at least things could run a bit more smoothly.

[medicmother]

maccready is a liar and lied just to hook up with you

    “You don’t know anything about him.”

                  RJ? A liar? No, that wasn’t him. He had been extremely upfront with everything and had been that way since he was a child. Even if he was a little rough around the edges, or wasn’t exactly perfect, Lucy loved him anyway. Her heart had belonged to him practically her entire life. There wasn’t a single man who she could ever love more. And she knew, deep in her heart, that he would never lie to her. But if what the stranger said was true, if it somehow ended up being true– No, she dared not even think about it. She refused to believe a single word of what the anonymous individual was saying.

          “You don’t know me, and you certainly don’t           know him. So I suggest that you leave. Now.”