muse: tom avery – Page 6

Once she was in her dad’s arms, she was very reluctant to be put down in her car seat. But her Mama kept a purple plaid blanket in the car just for her, which she burrowed into as she continued to cry, “I don’t wanna go to work, I want to stay at home with you and Mama. You can fix it! We don’t have to go nowhere.”

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting “I know, baby. I know,” He said, turning back around in his seat and buckling his seatbelt. “But this isn’t something Daddy can fix at home,” he replied, pulling out his phone and calling the hospital, giving them warning of an incoming patient, much like he would doContinue reading “Once she was in her dad’s arms, she was very reluctant to be put down in her car seat. But her Mama kept a purple plaid blanket in the car just for her, which she burrowed into as she continued to cry, “I don’t wanna go to work, I want to stay at home with you and Mama. You can fix it! We don’t have to go nowhere.””

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–?”

As soon as Tom touched her arm, she started to scream, pushing back at him, “Don’t, Daddy, it hurts!” She continued to sob, “I want Mamaaaaa.”

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting Tom let go, moving his hands away from her arm as she cried out. “I know, baby girl, I know. Daddy’s gonna take care of you,” he cooed, his voice calm and comforting. He scooped her back up and moved swiftly to the car, buckling her in herContinue reading “As soon as Tom touched her arm, she started to scream, pushing back at him, “Don’t, Daddy, it hurts!” She continued to sob, “I want Mamaaaaa.””

She cried harder as he wiped at the cut, more out of fear than it actually hurting her. Then she looked down at her right arm pressed close to her chest. “The chair fell over and my arm got squished. You have to fix it…”

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting He shushed her gently, hoping to calm her as he cleaned the cut. It had stopped bleeding for the most part, and Tom switched his attention to her arm. “Okay, honey. This might hurt, okay? Daddy’s gonna check your arm to see if we can fix itContinue reading “She cried harder as he wiped at the cut, more out of fear than it actually hurting her. Then she looked down at her right arm pressed close to her chest. “The chair fell over and my arm got squished. You have to fix it…””

“The sink,” she hiccupped, “the sink spit on me when I washing my hands and I needed a big towel. I fell. I fell. I hurt…”

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting As he held her close, he pursed his lips as he nodded in understanding. How could he have let this happen? Effortlessly he scooped her up, carrying her to the kitchen and setting her on the counter beside the sink. He wet a towel with cold waterContinue reading ““The sink,” she hiccupped, “the sink spit on me when I washing my hands and I needed a big towel. I fell. I fell. I hurt…””

There’s a loud bang, and then a crash, and then the sounds of Tom’s daughter crying can be heard throughout the house.

Anons from My Muses Children || Selectively Accepting His daughter ran off as soon as her peanut butter and banana sandwich was finished, leaving most of her carrots for him to munch on as he tidied the kitchen. Tom was cleaning up from lunch when he heard the crash. He immediately dropped the dish heContinue reading “There’s a loud bang, and then a crash, and then the sounds of Tom’s daughter crying can be heard throughout the house.”

joannahunts: heart-on-her-sleeve‌: Tom was surprised but delighted at the kiss from Jo. He kissed her back, moving his hand to cup her face. As he pulled out of the kiss, he gave her a little peck before fully pulling away. A soft smile returned to his face as he looked at Jo. “That’s the best newsContinue reading

huntresscaraquinn: heart-on-her-sleeve‌: As Tom sat back on his heels, he took the leftover water and cleaned his hands of the blood that coated his hands. Paying special attention to the tattoo on the inside of his right wrist. His fingers ran over the raised ink, the tattoo on it’s final days of healing. His headContinue reading

joannahunts: heart-on-her-sleeve‌: Tom let his shoulders relax when he heard Jo’s voice, practically dropping his work back before rushing to the kitchen. “You’re here! You’re really here!” His face was plastered with joy, and he ran over and wrapped his arms around her middle, hugging her tightly and spinning them around a few times.. “I thought youContinue reading

joannahunts: heart-on-her-sleeve‌: It was late, and Tom had stayed at work late because of a 12-car pileup toward the end of his shift. He’d pulled into his driveway to see a light on in the house; a light that wasn’t on when he left for work earlier that day. He panicked and texted Jo, andContinue reading