Little_jerk
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"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because I know you"~o~
“I went to Carisi, and I asked him out. I mean…I thought he liked me; you know? But he turned me down. I thought I would go to the bar, have a drink, and come home to my girls. I – I – I just wanted to drown in my own misery for a little while. I just wanted to piece myself together.”
And, if Amanda thought back about that night, she would laugh at the irony of going to a bar to lift her spirits and leaving the bar so crushed as she now was.
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“If something happens to me, will you take care of Jesse and Billie?”
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There are shadows dancing in his mind.
When he came to SVU he could see he didn’t fit in. Again. Always.
No matter how much he tried – the first few weeks, months or even years were hard. He was the lightest shadow in a secluded and too overcrowded room of darkness.
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Because being a father is much more than biological paternity– family is about love and commitment. It’s about being together through the bad and the good times.
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Everyone always assumed that she didn’t believe in marriage…or love.
Sure, she may have said that she would never get married.
But that’s not because she doesn’t believe.
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“Christ, Tess, I thought you were in some kind of trouble. Do I look like a taxi service to you?” he asked.
She rolled her eyes to a sidelong glance. “No, Joel, I don’t need a ride for her, I need a place."
It took a beat for her words to sink in but when they did he pulled back half a step. “You want me to take the kid?”
“Just hear me out-”
“No.”
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or your favorite feral father-daughter duo repackaged, now with 95% less zombies and 99% more modern problems (golfing isn’t one of them)
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- Part 1 of Stubborn Love Verse
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29 Aug 2025
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“Lots of people do that,” she said. “It’s easy and it works. Fastest way to stop kids from asking for food is proving that asking doesn’t work.”
He knew it said more about where she’d been than where she was now. She knew she could ask him for food. She had to know that.
On some level he’d noticed, slipped into that old habit of asking her first and always making sure she had enough. But he’d actively avoided giving it more thought until now. And now that he did, the connection landed like a slap across his face. She didn’t ask him for food, ever. She didn’t tell him when she was hungry or object to anything he offered. That first night he’d brought her home he’d written it off. She was mouthy enough at the ER, he assumed she’d ask for (or more likely demand) something if she was hungry. It took him until well after noon the following day to offer her something.
It was hard to reconcile the idea of it. That she was so conditioned to not ask for food that she would go hungry waiting for him to notice. It was crippling, the idea that, even after a few months, she might still be afraid to ask.
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“You havin’ trouble sleepin’?”
She rolled one shoulder up again, half a shrug and her eyes swept across the room before falling back into her lap. In the low amber glow of the living room lamp he could see the dark shadows under her eyes, the heaviness in her limbs. It was more than drowsiness of waking up in the middle of the night – exhaustion hung off every inch of her, like she could feel it in her bones.
“You don’t know?” He ducked, trying to catch her line of sight but she didn’t budge from where her fingers worried and picked at each other. “You sleepwalk outta bed?”
“No.”
The word was laced with a bite of irritation and he was almost grateful just for something other than the blank silence that had rolled in.
“Ok – so why’re you sleepin’ on the floor?”
All he got in return was a strangled huff as she sank impossibly farther into the corner of the couch, like she might disappear right into it.
“You gotta give me somethin’ to work with here, kiddo.”
“I can’t–” She stopped, clamped her mouth back down on whatever had almost spilled out.
A sigh swelled in and out of his chest, patience and concern beginning to bleed into irritation. She wasn’t hurt, at least not physically, and that immediate concern had been doing more to mask his discomfort than he’d initially realized. If she wasn’t willing to talk to him about it then there wasn’t much use in being awake at two in the morning.
“Ellie–”
“We can’t both go to sleep,” she snapped.
He blinked, wondering for a beat if he’d misheard her. “What? Why in the Sam–”
“If we both go to sleep then I’ll wake up and you’ll be dead.”
He’d missed it – when she asked to stay home yesterday, he’d written it off under the assumption that she was just using him as an excuse to squirrel her way out of another day of school. First she angled for the full day and then tried to negotiate a half day, and then just skipping soccer – he’d read it as a classic display of teenaged relentlessness. He’d been too busy being annoyed by Tommy’s eighth day of hovering and her insistence that he still needed help that he hadn’t even stopped to consider that it might be less about him and more about her.
Fuck hindsight being twenty-twenty, it had been right in front of him, flashing in giant neon lights. She wasn’t mad because he said no, not really. She wasn’t mad at all – she was afraid.
And he’d missed it.
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Lucy has to face Grey right after her promotion... and admit she's actually due in 5 months...
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06 Jun 2026
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He frowns and picks the picture up, angling it to better see it in the light of the fluorescents of the hallway shining in. He looks over to Ellie’s sleeping face, smooth now in a brief reprieve from nightmares. He looks back to the picture. Back to Ellie. Back to the picture.
It’s…it’s her. It has to be. Same nose, same eyes, same ears. The baby has the soft roundness of a young infant that makes it hard to tell jaw shape or cheekbones, but there’s no denying it.
He’s holding a picture of an infant Ellie.
(the fireflies steal ellie's fedra file) (in the hospital, joel finds it)
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05 Jun 2026
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“Go ahead and shift,” Joel says when he returns, and when she doesn’t move, unsure what the fuck he’s talking about, he makes in impatient noise, gesturing to the river. “Don’t know when we’ll be able to stop again. It ain’t as good as salt water, but it’ll do.”
This is very obviously meant to mean something to her, but she has less than no idea what.
Joel sighs and rolls his eyes, marching over and unzipping her backpack. She tries to stop him with a, “Hey! What the fuck, man?”, but he keeps going until he finds the pelt-her pelt, she reminds herself, still disbelieving. She feels a ripple through her, like a piece of thread behind her belly button pulling taut, and she feels an urge to snatch it away from him, but all he does is hold it out.
“It’s fine,” he says. “I know you need to shift. Go ahead and do it.”
“What,” she asks, bundling her pelt up in her arms and feeling the unnerving sensation in her stomach only get stronger, “the fuck are you talking about?”
Joel narrows his eyes.
(tlou but with SELKIES :D)
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05 Jun 2026
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Lucy Chen graduates high school at sixteen with acceptance letters from top universities, a future everyone already planned for her, and one secret hidden beneath her bedroom floorboards: she enlisted in the Army instead.
Running from emotionally suffocating parents and a life that never felt like hers, Lucy trades classrooms for combat boots, where she meets Tim Bradford, a sharp-edged recruit carrying bruises nobody talks about and anger he wears like body armor.
They survive brutal training, deployment, war, and years of becoming people the world barely recognizes afterward.Bookmarked by Little_jerk
26 May 2026