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#⌠ V. TERRASAVE – sorry. i don’t do firearms. ⌡
barrysbaby · 6 months
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‘ comforting ‘  From Kathy Burton
send me    ‘ comforting ‘    for my muse’s reaction to yours gently wiping their tears away after they’ve been caught crying 
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The fights are getting worse, the tempers hotter, and Moira just dropped the equivalent to a nuclear bomb on Barry when she announced to him she’d be joining TerraSave and working alongside Claire.
Did she do it just to piss him off? Did she do it because she actually believes in its cause? Well, it’s a little bit of both. Moira should have waited until dinner was over before she broke the news to her father. Probably. But the food was tasting a little too boring in her mouth and it just needed that extra pinch of salt to bring out the spices.
Needless to say, her plate was left unfinished as she stormed out of the dining room and straight upstairs to her bedroom. Barry, of course, followed her all the way up to argue with her. And after what felt like a whole hour of arguing, he finally got tired of running in circles and decided to leave her alone.
It only took seconds before Moira fell to her bed, crying. And it took even less for her mom to show up. She would try to wipe away the tears but… why? There’s no point. Her mom already knows how she feels. It’s not the first time she caught her crying after a fight with her dad.
But her mom does it for her—she sits with her and wipes away her tears, and Moira slowly rests her head on her mother’s lap, sniffling. “I just don’t understand. Why can’t he be okay with my choices for fricking once? Why does it always have to be his way or no other way?”
In theory, Moira knows the answer to that, because it’s not the first time she asked these questions. It’s because he wants to protect them, keep them safe, because he loves them, and doesn't want their lives to be in danger. But the only takeaway from that is that her dad is one giant barrel of hypocricy.
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“If he really thought this life was so bad, why did he go back to it? Or does only Barry get to do whatever the hell he wants?”
She remembers when Chris and Jill asked him to join them at the B.S.A.A., and how at first he refused. Moira could tell he didn’t refuse because he didn’t want to go back, he refused because he didn’t want to go back on his own words, and because he didn’t want to drag their family back to the same things that had them running away from Raccoon City and moving all the way to Canada in the first place. In the end, though, he went back. He went back because… he couldn’t stay away.
“I still haven’t forgotten…” Her breath hitches. Moira lifts her head up to look into her mom’s eyes. The memory is vivid as she tells it. “That day when… when those men came into our home. When they held their guns at you, me and Polly.” Wesker’s voice as he threatened her dad, and as her dad… in tears, surrendered to that fate. “How does he expect me to stay away from it all, when it’s all I’ve ever known?”
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barrysbaby · 1 year
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just a lil tag dump. can you believe i'm finally doing this?
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barrysbaby · 8 months
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what are you doing here? this is some cruel joke. | have a Jake being... Jake.
"YOU CAME BACK FOR ME!" PROMPTS
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“That depends,” she says, “am I cruel and am I a joke?”
What is she doing here? That’s a good question, and one she may not have the answer to. A shrug is all that she gives him, before pushing past him and through the door, inviting herself in.
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“I don’t know.” Her clothes are drenched from the rainstorm tossing the entire place outside. She’d considered taking a cab, but she didn’t feel like it. Instead she walked. And walked. And walked. And now she’s here. “Just… first place I thought to go, I guess.”
@hauntedreality
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barrysbaby · 9 months
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you ought to know that. someone ought to tell you.
THINGS MY FRIENDS' MUSES HAVE SAID
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“Claire? Tell me what? What are you talking about?” Her brows arch in confusion. “You sound drunk. Or high. Or both. Are you any of those things, or do I need to drive you to a hospital?” Moira asks. “Actually, scratch that, can’t drive you to a hospital because my driver’s license got suspended last week. Anyway, do you need some water, or coffee? Maybe a big, comfy bed to get some rest? Because you also look a little sleep-deprived.”
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