Just a reminder of the pain from that update, @shellsstardew <3
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Just a reminder of the pain from that update, @shellsstardew <3
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Hi, Mom, Dad. I wanted you to meet someone.
This is your grandson. We haven't named him yet, but we narrowed down a few choices. Winry doesn't really like my ideas, but that's okay. I know we'll pick the right one. I don't know how she can tell, but she says he looks like me. I sure hope not, because it turns out I got your giant honker of a nose.
I wish he could know you the way I did. Well, maybe not the way I knew Dad, but… you know what I mean. The next best thing is me telling him all about you, I guess. The good things first, obviously.
Dad, Granny told me how nervous you were to be a father. I laughed and told her "no shit" because… well, yeah… but I understand why now, I guess. Better, anyway.
I'm terrified. More than ever. My first round of being responsible for someone else turned out pretty fucking poorly. That's hard to beat, though, so… I guess I'm already doing okay? Yeah. Just gotta move forward from that… and I'm gonna try my damnedest to do it right this time.
Anyway… this is him. My son. You would've been great grandparents.
I miss you. Both of you.
reposting this one proper bc it was only put up once under a readmore and i like to be in pain sometimes :,) i need you all to understand a fraction of what i go through every second of every day of ever week of
what about you, connor?
“there’s no turning back!”
@greekspector said: "you deserve better than what the life has dealt you Wanda."
"mmm,” wanda replied, more of a huff of disbelief than any kind of real response. she wondered if she did deserve it. if she’s dealt this hand because of all she’s done, all those she’s hurt. for years, that’s been her legacy. back when she was in the avengers, back when she was an experiment, and even now, she made decisions that got people killed. did a hero truly deserve that? was she given what she deserved?
“yeah,” is all she says after that. “thanks.”
but if you ask her, she’ll say, no i don’t.
u ever hear a song that takes you straight back to band camp senior year and the lead trumpet is holding a boom box on his shoulders in the back of the dining hall and it’s a billion degrees and the dusty old ceiling fans don’t do a single thing to help that and you’re 17 looking around at your friends knowing that this is the last time you’re ever gonna be like this and then the song ends and you’re 22 and you don’t know any of those people anymore but you’ll never forget that song