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She very carefully pushed her blanket up so that it was on her shoulder, tilting her head into it as she offered him her arm. “I’m tired. And we left Jane at home – what if she’s scared?”

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting Tom wrapped the bracelet around her wrist, securing it quickly. He looked back up at her face, his hand cradling her little face as he wiped another tear away. “Oh, we did, didn’t we? I’m sorry, honey. Daddy was so worried about you that he forgot to getContinue reading “She very carefully pushed her blanket up so that it was on her shoulder, tilting her head into it as she offered him her arm. “I’m tired. And we left Jane at home – what if she’s scared?””

“How can something look fine on the OUTSIDE but be broken INSIDE?” Then her dad picked her up and brought her inside, his instructions confusing her. She still had her one arm wrapped around her blanket and the other close to her chest. What was she supposed to do?

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting “Confusing, I know,” he replied, knowing how confusing something like this could be for a child. “Here-” Tom took the bracelet and moved to the waiting room, knowing that it’d still be a few minutes. He sat and positioned her so she was facing him as sheContinue reading ““How can something look fine on the OUTSIDE but be broken INSIDE?” Then her dad picked her up and brought her inside, his instructions confusing her. She still had her one arm wrapped around her blanket and the other close to her chest. What was she supposed to do?”

maraonlaidre: @fransciscoramon-blog gets a starter “I can’t believe you used the superwatch for cred!” Kara exclaimed as they walked back into STAR Labs, pivoting on her heel, she pouted at Cisco. “It’s for emergencies, Cisco!” Cisco shoved his phone back in one pocket, pulling a comic book from the other and following the Kryptonian back into theContinue reading

calcifyed: heart-on-her-sleeve: closed starter for @calcifyed || Tom & Silas This was bizarre. Weirder than he’d ever seen. The man before him had the same face as him. How was it possible? It wasn’t, was it? Tom’s eyes were wide as he gazed upon the man before him. “You’re – you’re me? How–?” “i’m Continue reading

heart-on-her-sleeve: Cisco is a nerd. No surprise there. He loves reading comics almost as much as he loves re-watching Star Wars and forever arguing that Han shot first, because there’s no other reasonable explanation. His favorite comics are ones that feature the super cousins, Superman & Supergirl. He’s dumbfounded when he meets Supergirl for the firstContinue reading

Cisco is a nerd. No surprise there. He loves reading comics almost as much as he loves re-watching Star Wars and forever arguing that Han shot first, because there’s no other reasonable explanation. His favorite comics are ones that feature the super cousins, Superman & Supergirl. He’s dumbfounded when he meets Supergirl for the first time,Continue reading

joannahunts: heart-on-her-sleeve‌: “Oh finally! I’ve been dying to try it,” He beamed, looking at the spread of ingredients. The smile left his face & a deep sigh escaped his lips as he was brought back to reality and all that had happened during his shift. “Yeah, it was bad. 12-car pileup, several injured, a few fatalities.Continue reading

While Stefan as a Ripper has a list of all his victims to relive each kill, Tom has a list of all those he’d lost in the field. Tom keeps his list so he can continue remembering those lives lost, ‘cause someone needs to remember them.

maraonlaidre: I legitimately cannot believe I’ve hit my 700 milestone in the two years-ish that I’ve had this blog. Originally, I made this blog as a way to escape the stress of my oncoming final year of university–and now I’m over a year post-grad and have my own free lance work! Thank you all forContinue reading

“Why not?” She questioned. “You fix Mama all the time!” And at the promise of calling her soon, she asked, “What if Mama says I’m okay – can we go home then? I just want to go home.”

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting Tom let out a heavy sigh as he drove. “Because, honey. Daddy thinks when the chair squished your arm, something might have gotten broken,” he paused, looking at her in the rearview mirror. “It may not look broken on the outside, but that doesn’t mean something isn’t brokenContinue reading ““Why not?” She questioned. “You fix Mama all the time!” And at the promise of calling her soon, she asked, “What if Mama says I’m okay – can we go home then? I just want to go home.””