#denise zarick

[becharm-27]

Stargirl 1x03: "Icicle"

Happy birthday, Michael Nankin!

This episode made me fall in love with the show (and was the first I saw on its premiere day) so naturally, there would be a lot of gifs for this set. Hence why it took so long! So... much... compression.

[hedgiwithapen]

AU where William Zarick still dies, but Joey and Denise live!

“Denise, wait,” Pat said before he could stop himself. He weighed the risk, and let it go. 

“No, I’m sorry. I really shouldn’t have said anything,” the widow moved to roll up the window. In the passenger seat, her cat miaowed.

“Is it about how your son really died?” Pat blurted

 She stared at him from the driver’s seat, the road forgotten. “What?”

“I was there. Technically. Kinda. Look, telling me whatever it was isn’t going to put me in any more danger than I’ve already got myself into, I think.”

“You know, then.” I wasn’t a question. “William always said it was in the root of this town. That’s why we moved here.”

“Why don’t you come inside?” Pat asked. “You can tell me…whatever it is you know.  I…don’t think I’ve got the best track record keeping people safe, but I’ll try.”

The car engine idled, and then Denise turned the key, shutting it off. Her steps were uneasy. Pat could feel the uncertainty of grief in her steps. he reached out an arm, an offer of support. She didn't take it. She sat heavily on the couch in the Pitstop, not caring about the grease stained rag draped over the back.

"I don't know much. William didn't want to tell me. He said it was better if I didn't worry. But I'm a politician's wife. Was. Widow. I-- it's what I've always done. Listened and worried. So I know, some.  Dr. King, he's in a coma, but he was in my house a few days ago.  William made him upset. And then Jordan..."

"Jordan?" Pat asked. He'd heard the name... but where?

"Jordan Mahkent. He runs the American Dream. He's part of this. I don't know how, but he is. Maybe he's in charge. The day Joey--that morning, he was waiting for William.   I don't know if it was a--a threat, or--but he knows. and I can't stay in this town with him here."

"Alright," Pat said, quiet. If Barb's boss was involved, that was it. No matter what Courtney said, the time for secrets was done.  They had to figure out a game plan that got everyone out of this alive. 

Everyone else, anyways. 

"Mrs...." he stopped. " Denise. Have you ever heard of the Injustice Society of America?" 

she blinked. "I've only lived in this small town for 7 years," she said. "I haven't had my head in the sand my whole life. but wh--" she stopped. " you don't think..."

"Dr. King is Brainwave. " Pat said, wondering if he was the one signing her death warrant and not the other way around. " and your husband... I'd have to say...."

"No. I.. know who he was. All his stage magic. None of it was stage tricks. I knew he'd... done things. I just thought it was over. That it was smaller."

"If it helps, he, uh, only tried to kill me once," Pat said. 

"I don't think it does."

"Right," Pat said, awkwardly. "look, we're... we're going to figure this out."

"we?" she asked. " the two of us? against...."

"well.my wife, once I tell her. And..." he pinched his lips in a sigh. "And the new JSA."

"They're... reforming?"

"You could say that." 

Denise nodded. "alright. I'll stay and help. but I want your word on something."

"Depends on what it is," Pat said, having been tricked three times too many by Mike in that way.

"When we find out who killed my family. I want to kill them." Any mousishness had melted away in that sentence. 

"If that's what it comes to," Pat said, hoping that it wouldn't, and thinking of the stain that have never come out of Sylvester's suit, not till the day Courtney had cut it to size.

-

Halfway across town, Beth Chapel looked around the basement room and beamed. "There we go. Litterbox, digbox, nest, toys, fresh water, pellets, and broccoli stems for a treat!" her eyes widened, and she dove for the floor, where the white rabbit she'd rescued from the bridge wreck was mauling one of the care books she'd checked out of the library. 

"Oh, no," she said, checking "The Complete Guide to Raising Healthy Rabbits" over. Toothmarks dented some of the title, and she winced at the uneven bumps under her fingers.  There had to be a chapter on how to keep the destruction to a minimum. Not that she worried her parents would notice or care that she'd adopted a bunny, but that she couldn't disappoint the town librarian like this. 

Carefully, she sat, waiting to see if the bunny might approach her. She knew better than to just pick it--him--up. 

He twitched his nose at her, then hopped to the food bowl, picked it up in his teeth, and sent it clattering.  Before she could scramble for the broom, she froze. 

The bunny wasn't kicking pellets everywhere for the sake out it, like she'd thought. One by one, he was carrying them into place.

J. a lopsided O. E. 

Beth held her breath as the rabbit made a wonky looking lowercase y and sat back on fluffy haunches.

"Oh my god." Beth whispered. "Joey? You're Joey's rabbit? He had real magic?"

He kicked his dish at her, the metal clattering across the floor with a hollow ringing sound.

[ihassheepquake]

DC's Stargirl 3.05 "Chapter Five: The Theif" has aired on the CW and I'm here to talk about it.

I'm really not a fan of these random one or two week skips that the CW likes to throw into their shows. I refuse to believe there's a reason for it.

Flashback to the night of the Gambler murder!! We know he was killed by a stab wound, yeah? Rick & Yolanda think it was Cindy because stabbing bitches is kind of her thing. However, I want to draw your attention to the fact that her blade is clean. Completely spotless. It's literally shining. If she had just killed Gambler with it, then it'd have blood and shit on it. I think it's another reference to her being framed. I am confused as to why she picked up his gun though. That's an odd choice. This does also show us that the story she told the others was actually a lie, just not in the way they think it was.

Will this fandom let me joke about not wanting to see Camney kisses because ew, straight people, or not? Because, ew, straight people.

Good for Courtney finding a work/life balance?

I'm conflicted on whether or not Courtney should tell Pat that Cameron has started developing his powers. On the one hand, it's a) a huge breach of Cameron's trust/invasion of his privacy (and he hasn't done anything wrong or been dangerous enough to possibly forego having a secret ID yet), b) it would almost certainly expose Courtney's secret to him (and thus her involvement in his dad's death) and c) with Sylvester around, dude might try to kill Cameron. On the other hand, a) Pat has no inherent ill will toward the kids of former villains (or their families in general based on the good [if brief] relationship he had with Denise Zarick) the way Sylvester does, and b) Pat would likely be a valuable resource in terms of actually being able to teach Cameron how to use his powers. It's a tricky situation.

Cindy using the Gambler's own tech to hack his laptop? Iconic.

Sylvester really has some shit he needs to work through. This shit is not acceptable behaviour for someone who's supposed to be a hero. At least he can admit it. But seriously dude, go to therapy.

Dr. Fate and Wotan namedrop, aye. And the Crimson Avenger. Now that one I feel is a bit more of a deep cut.

Mike and Jakeem's subplot is fun. And fuck yeah Cindy, fuck these bullies up!

I'm sorry, did the Staff just use wind powers??

Paula looking so pleased with herself after "we tangled them off of tall buildings to get answers" only to immediately take it back when Barbara gives her a "girl wtf" look is genuinely so fucking cute.

"He's basically a nice guy" ajkshadkhas.

It really sounds like Mike and Jakeem are really awkwardly and badly trying to flirt with Cindy and it's amazing.

Rick's a little mean. And it's kind of attractive.

Cindy struck a nerve with the whole "all our dads suck" thing. But like, she's right. And Courtney's right about how it's now fair to judge Cameron because of his dad. And it is kinda true about Cindy too, but also Cindy was actively a villain so like, eh.

Was Beth's scene with her parents super emotional? Yes. And I could talk about it, but what I actually wanna talk about is why the fuck do all these kids have such massive bedrooms?? You're in high school, your bedroom doesn't need to be the size of a New York apartment.

Rick having his super strength 24/7? So hot.

Okay, I'll admit. It is really sweet that Courtney is trying to help Cameron find something other than this whole hero/villain thing to do with his powers. I said it last time and I'll say it again, I think it'd be a really interesting and unique choice to have forego either and become an artist with his powers or something.

And Yolanda has found the laptop. Excited to see that fight.

Looks like next week is going to have a showdown between Courtney and the rest of the JSA. And I think I'm gonna have to be with Courtney on this one. The episode title is concerning though. We'll just have to see what happens next week on DC's Stargirl 3.06 "Chapter Six: The Betrayal".

[lgbtqforeverything]

rewatching stargirl: episode 2

having a garage door clicker velcroed to the inside of stripesy is so unironicly funny

HENRY DOESNT LIKE WILLIAM BECAUSE JORDAN LEFT HIM IN CHARGE AND HES HAVING GAY JEALOUSY

girl I know that you have trauma, but let Pat dad you already you need it

i looove the stripesy training montage but like. dude that’s someone’s land???

henry vs henry call that ginger on ginger violence

sewing room montage i also love you <3

also the fact that this school just has a room full of sewing machines because that’s so weird

I FORGOT LARRY SLAPPED PATS ASS FELLAS IT IS GAY

first cameron appearance!! and wow his hair actually looks good here in a non-elvis way this will never happen again

beth babygirl i love u but stop eating lunch with your parents that is so fucking embarrassing

larry/paula win the most bi4bi parents ever award

DENISE ZARICK IS A MILF

barbara whitmoore best mom award

‘someone looking for justice’ pat that is so stupid

lmao the punch fist was on the other hand that time call that bad continuity

where the fuck did court get these shoes???

anyway her mask looks stupid and i hate it

love that brainwave’s go to move is SWIRLING TORNADO OF DEATH

hey why do we never hear about how the staff was built?? that seems like an important plot point??

there is literally no reason for jordan’s car to be that fancy

there is also no reason for them to have a whole ass painting of themselves??? it is cool as fuck tho

[cindyburman]

rating isa adults from most to least fuckable

1. bobbi burman. only by proxy is she an isa member but damn look at her!!! she can be my professional homemaker anytime <3 she might be a robot but stepmilf rights!!

2. tigress. foaming at the mouth i LOVE evil women!!!!!

3. sportsmaster. evil jock man <3 he owns his own gym what an entrepreneurial king!!

4. denise zarick. sweet, pretty much uninvolved in isa stuff, pretty!! bring her back cowards

5. anaya bowin. i like the suits and she’s beautiful but also i have issues with authority figures and overbearing mothers and she is both

6. the shade (shadowy version in portrait). dark. mysterious. sexy. faceless. need i say more?

7. the magician. family man, loves his son and his wife!! but also a politician </3

8. icicle. environmental activist!! but also just creepy and entitled and looks like he’s dying of malnutrition

9. brainwave. i can excuse the neglectful parenting and murder but him being ginger crosses the line

10. the shade (the one whose face we actually see). he feels somehow both southern and british at the same time. hard pass

11. solomon grundy. he’s buff but he has horrible hygiene from being locked up in a cage forever. his spit is black. ew

12. doctor ito (aka dragon king pre-lizardification). he’s kind of attractive but still a nazi so no

13. the fiddler (original). greasy AND old. pick a struggle

14. the gambler. just look at him he radiates homophobia i just know he’d call me a slur!! only redeeming factor is that he’s nice to his cat

15. dragon king (post-lizardification). as i said literally a nazi?? AND he’s a lizard AND he won’t let his gay daughter kill people. utterly unfuckable

[stripesysheaven]

milfs of stargirl + first talking scenes

[incorrect-stargirl]

Denise: When you said "magical in bed" this isn't exactly what I was exp--

William: *holds up 8 of hearts* Is this your card?

Denise, softly: Holy shit.

[ufonaut]

literally every shot of everyone at the open night thing in ep 2 is the funniest thing in existence

[dctvgen]

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[whitmore]

The acting when joey’s parents found out he died was soooo good! Legit made the scene 1000x better

oh my gosh 100% yes the acting in this show overall is PHENOMENAL but joe & cynthia NAILED that scene it was HEARTBREAKING

her hands are clearly shaking and she’s clutching, the way she falls to her knees!!!! the strained quality of her voice!!!! the look on his face!!!! it was SUCH good acting

also the sound design & score was WONDERFUL !!! the way the score swelled when william walked in, to the audio dialogue fading to leave JUST the score (which has settled slightly at this point to allow for a breath, a realization; i’m not a music theory person and i’m even less of an orchestra person but the shift from low tones to a lead w the higher strings is associated with instability and a lack of ‘grounding’ due to little to no bass/baritone notes giving base to the higher ones) then RECRESCENDOING to match the franticness of william running up the stairs and then the audio dialogue coming back in but only faintly, almost but not entirely drowned out by the score, the whispers of the wand BARELY making an entrance but still noticeable, the sound of denise falling to her knees as the door clicks open!!!!!!! the entire sequence was wonderfully portrayed and acted and it was HEARTBREAKING

[angelamcss]

anyways theyre gfs

[becharm-27]

Mother(figure)s of Stargirl

screenshots credit: @StargirlWiki on Twitter; gif credit: @stripesysheaven

Barbara certainly lives up to the phrase on her mug. Not just for the kids who live with her, either. It's so sweet the way she takes care of their friends as well.

While Bridget started out the series among the ranks of moms who don't deserve their titles, she certainly gets her redemption arc as the story goes on. My favorite moment of her supporting Beth comes from Summer School: Chapter 8, but I also love that she becomes a sidekick.

Speaking of redemption arcs, watching Paula turn her life around was one of the most pleasant surprises from Stargirl. She always loved Artemis, but seeing her become a hero cemented that. How her story ended hits even harder today. I'll explain more at the end of the post.

Wouldn't dare go this whole post without mentioning Maria, and no I don't mean Montez. Maria Carmen Saravia was a better mom to Yolanda than her biological mother will ever be.

Now for some mothers I wish we could've seen more of. Denise is up first because, like Joey, I was invested in her character very quickly. They were like my Henry before Henry, because he took time to earn my respect. I dunno, there was just something about her.

Anaya's main trait was coddling Isaac. There had to be more to her story. I'm assuming she wasn't always so smothering, and that developed after the death of her husband. I really would've liked to see who she was beyond her affiliations. And that power set was worth exploring.

My jaw hit the floor when I heard Christine's dying wish. Nice subversion. Evil as she and Jordan might've been, they clearly loved their kid (the latter up to a certain point, anyway). If nothing else, I'm thankful she gave Cameron his talent.

I couldn't find or make a decent screenshot of Wendi. Her only scene goes by so fast. You can feel the panic as Rick's parents left him behind. There's no way she knew JUST how bad her brother was. I wouldn't name a legacy OC after her otherwise.

Neither Suzanne nor Bobbie ever got to be happy, and I blame Dragon King for that. He made Cindy into the monster she thought she was, which is probably why Eclipso was able to manipulate her. I'm sorry they suffered.

Merry's early JSA affiliated days would've been so cool to see. It's a shame her only appearance is in a single picture.

And lastly, two mother figures I was glad to be wrong about. Nurse Love was revealed to be just trying to help for decades. She just had the wrong idea about how. And once Miss Woods got put in check, she really came through reminding Rick of his worth.

An honorable mention, Maggie. What she did in her past put her on top of the list of mothers who don't deserve to be called such. But the last thing we see her do is try to be better. I really wanted to see her earn her happy ending.

To close, I wanna talk a little about my mom.  She shared qualities showcased by some of these characters:  Sweet, hardheaded, creative, caring, smart, beautiful, funny.  She passed away in 2005.  I miss her always, but today more than usual.  She's my greatest inspiration. 

[the-brave-and-the-dumb]

Wizard’s magical displays of affection

[anxiousnerdwritings]

Highs and Lows

Tw: mentions of deaths, drug usage/drug abuse, suicidal thoughts, suicide attempt, and yandere themes

It had been a while since you felt that sense of belonging, that familial security. After what had happened to your family the Zarick’s had been kind enough to open themselves and their home up to you. They made you feel like family and not some charity case. They were all so loving and inviting, you couldn’t believe just how lucky you’d gotten.

That was until tragedy struck once again. Joey had died in a freak accident on the way home from school.

You weren’t the same after what happened to Joey and no one should have expected you to be, especially since you had witnessed the accident first hand. You were traumatized and scarred. All you saw when you closed your eyes was the same horrific scene repeating and it wouldn’t stop.

When you thought things couldn’t get worse Wiliam died shortly after finding out about Joey. You could still remember his reaction, how he ran out of the house with some kind of intention in mind, leaving you and Denise in pieces. You never would be able to know what he had planned when he abruptly left that night.

If only you knew it would be the last time you saw him, maybe you could have tried harder to stop him.

After that Blue Valley didn’t seem like home anymore. Denise just wanted to get away from anything and everything that reminded her of what she and you both lost. You were more than willing to leave when she brought up moving. You wanted to get away just as much as her. Everywhere you looked you were haunted by the memories of two loving people who were taken away far too early. It was just you and Denise now and you both wanted nothing more than to leave your ghosts behind.

Everything was set and ready to go. Denise even seemed more rushed than before to leave Blue Valley behind. The two of you were in the car and everything seemed normal. The radio was playing but it was only to fill the silence. Neither of you knew what to say, a part of you felt guilty for leaving yours and the Zarick’s home. It felt like you were abandoning Joey and William but that warmth from before just wasn’t there anymore.

Everything seemed so cold and dark, like all the light had been sucked out. This place was only a reminder of sadness and hurt. Even the good times couldn’t outweigh the burden in your hearts.

It was quiet for a while longer before Denise spoke up, “This is for the best, (Y/n). There was nothing left in Blue Valley. Not anymore. It’s just us now.” She was trying to keep her voice from breaking and you were trying to keep your tears at bay, but you knew she was right.

You were all she had now and she was all you had.

And that was the last thing on your mind before a crashing noise hit your ears. Both you and Denise were sent rolling.

When you open your eyes again, you were waking up in the hospital back in Blue Valley. You were obviously hurt, body aching from the ordeal it had been through. It’s only when you try to sit up that you realize you aren’t alone.

A firm, yet gentle, hand pushes you to lay back down. Looking up, you’re greeted by a man you’ve never met before. You’re too caught up in your staring and confusion to realize he’s speaking, “You shouldn’t try and strain yourself. Not after the ordeal you’ve been put through.”

Once you’re laying back comfortably again, the man fixes his suit and heads back to a chair off in the corner, you assume he had been occupying it before you awoke.

It’s unsettling to say the least and all the more ominous, the way he stares at you that is. His gaze is intense and it scares you. It’s like he’s trying to see everything that you are and everything you’ve ever been. The coldness of the room doesn’t help ease your anxiety. If anything it adds to it, making you feel all the more vulnerable.

“I’m sorry, I haven’t properly introduced myself. I am Jordan Mahkent, I am- well, I was a friend of William’s.” Oh, so he was familiar with your past adoptive father? That made you feel a little more at ease.

“Oh, um...okay. By chance do you know where Denise is? I would really like to see her.” For some reason it feels like the room’s gotten colder. It doesn’t help that you can’t quite read the expression on Jordan’s face. That is until it turns into one of sympathy.

“I’m sorry, Y/n, but Denise didn’t make it.” You could feel all the air leave your sore lungs. What the hell was he talking about? Denise didn’t make it? But she had been right next to you the last you remember.

Throat dry you try to speak again, “What so you mean? She was there, I was with her and she was fine!” You’re choked up, tears streaming down your face. You don’t even notice that Jordan is now sitting next to you, wiping your tears away with a hand considerably colder than normal. He’s trying to be comforting but all you can focus on are his words echoing in your head.

“I’ve got you, Y/n. I’m here for you now.”

////

There wasn’t a single day that passed without Jordan visiting you. You had to stay awhile longer in the hospital to recover, especially given you had woken up from a coma due to the crash. You didn’t mind though, you didn’t feel right being back in Blue Valley and you were still processing how you lost everything in a matter of a few days.

But Jordan was nice. He was patient but most importantly he was there for you. He seemed kind enough. He would even tell you stories about when he and William were close. It was comforting hearing about William, especially in his youth but it still hurt to hear his name knowing full well he wouldn’t be coming back.

The day of you getting discharged, Jordan had offered that you stay with him and his family. Thai scenario felt oddly familiar. Similar to how you’d been brought into the Zarick family. You couldn’t deny that it was a kind gesture and it’s not like you had anywhere else to go.

His family was just as welcoming as the Zarick’s had been. You kept trying to remind yourself that these people weren’t your past family but the memories and comparisons just wouldn’t leave you alone. You couldn’t quite put your finger on whether it was healthy for you to think this way or not.

It hurt, that much was for certain. It didn’t help that you felt like you were not only replacing your old family but that you were also using these nice, generous people to fill a void in you from everything that you’d lost. It didn’t feel right at all to you and the Mahkent’s definitely didn’t deserve it either. They were just trying to do a good thing after all.

You tried giving what you could to this new family but it was hard. You were obviously depressed and still dealing with what happened to the Zarick’s. You just wanted your family back. You just wanted your Joey, your William and your Denise again. You just wanted to be home with them, where you were happy and content. The only thing that seemed to make you feel better were the pain killers the doctor had prescribed and they didn’t make you feel anything. You’d guess that the numbness was better than the hurt in the long run. Not to mention it helped keep away the horrible images in your head of Joey’s death, even if only for awhile.

And sometimes, if you were lucky, you could see William, Denise, and Joey. It was as if they were right there with you, like the four of you were together again. It was nice to say the least. It gave what you needed, even if it was just a little taste of it.

Fortunately for you, your injuries and trauma were severe enough that you were given a prescription of painkillers to refill as long as you needed them. You could feel numb and be with your family again whenever you needed to, as long as you had that prescription.

As hard as you tried to keep this away from anyone else, especially the Mahkents, you weren’t very successful. Jordan knew something wasn’t quite right. He was understanding that you would need time to adapt and get comfortable with them but he thought you would surely grow to love and be part of his family by now. Don’t get him wrong, Jordan was seeing you trying to be involved but it wasn’t enough. You were still holding back.

It wasn’t until Cameron came to him, worried about you that he started to see a different change in you. You seemed spacey and not really in the moment but that was understandable given your medication. It was some pretty strong stuff after all. But Jordan took note to ask about it at your next checkup. Thankfully you had to have mandatory checkups and your most recent one was coming up.

But Jordan was going to have a talk with Henry, not only for some information on this specific medication but also to have Henry tell him just what was going on in that head of yours.

Your check up went well. You still need your medication but the dosage as been dropped. Once your assigned doctor heard that you were acting just a little too out of it they thought it was about time to decrease your medicine, even though the before amount shouldn’t have affected you like that. After that was said and done, Jordan left you at the vending machine and headed off to Henry.

It didn’t take him long to find Henry nor did it take Henry long to read your thoughts. But once Jordan heard what was going through your head, he couldn’t quite pinpoint how or what he was feeling exactly. One thing was for certain though, he was going to be monitoring your medicine intake from now on.

You knew you had a problem. You were conscious of that and you had tried to stop but you couldn’t bring yourself to. You wanted the hurt to stop, you just wanted to stop feeling altogether. And that’s just what you got when you took a few extra pills then prescribed. You guess you should have been more mindful. That’s why when Jordan started handing out your medication a part of you was relieved. Maybe things could get better. Maybe you could get better. But then that all too familiar itch was back and you were in need.

But Jordan was determined to not to let you destroy yourself. He didn’t care what you lost at this point. You had something new and alive right in front of you. You had a family right in front of you. But you weren’t seeing them. You weren’t seeing him. You weren’t seeing anything anymore.

It’s all getting to be too much. Everything is getting to be too much.

You’re starting to feel too much. You’re starting to feel everything.

Everything is so overwhelming and erratic.

Your emotions are so overwhelming and erratic. What do you do? What is there to do?

Before you know it, your standing at the very bridge where Joey’s accident happened. You’re only standing, staring off, not a single thought passing through. Then you’re somehow over the railing, standing on the edge of one of the steel beams holding the bride up. It’s only now that a thought comes to mind, one single word: Jump.

But you don’t really want to, do you?

You would get to be with your family again.

But then you would be leaving behind another family.

You would finally not have to feel anything anymore.

But you would be hurting others in the process.

You could be happy again.

But would you really?

Jump.

Jump.

JUMP!!!

You’re crying now. You can feel the tears, you can taste them from the corner of your mouth. You can hear something. You can hear someone calling out to you. Turning your head, you see Jordan running over towards you. He’s panicked but his voice is calm.

“Y/n? What are you doing over there??? Come here. Come on, I got you.” He’s holding his arms out for you. He’s here for you. That’s when it hits you, the realization of what you were just about to do. And you’re scared, reaching out to him. Jordan gets close enough to grab hold of you, pulling you over the railing like nothing.

He’s clutching you close, so close it hurts. But it’s a good hurt. It means you’re there with him, that he has you safe in his arms. It doesn’t even matter how cold he is anymore.

You’re sobbing now, clutching at him just as feverishly. “I’m sorry!! I’m so sorry!! I didn’t mean it! I don’t want to die!!!”

He tries to console you, still holding you so tightly. His voice is calm, soothing as he says, “You’re okay, you’re safe now. Everything’s going to be okay, Y/n. I promise.”

No, you don’t want to die. Of course you want to see William, Denise and Joey again. You want nothing more than to finally be reunited with them once more but you just can’t.

Not yet. Not now.

And they can wait. The’ll wait for as long as they have to. They’ll always be waiting for you.

[talk3tiv3]

How we met.

My family came into Blue Valley recently to check on our distant Aunt Denise. She hasn’t been picking up the family calls or even messages. We visited their home that seems pretty clean, unoccupied. We came up empty, no evidence or whatsoever to tell us where’d she gone. My dad suggested we go back to our bed and breakfast but I was too restless to stay. I excused myself to roam around Blue Valley.

Blue Valley is a neighborhood where someone, somewhere will greet you a hello every time you take a step. I’m grateful but it can be a little creepy. My feet takes me to a park nearby and I took in the scenery and the serene sound of the flowing waters from the fountain in the middle. Blue Valley is definitely a tight-knit community unlike where I was from. It’s different. 

I sat at a bench motionless until a man came up nearby to pull out an easel and sketchpad to draw. I was curious to what he was going to draw so I approached him. He sensed me coming closer and turn to me “Hello there.”

I smiled back at him, “Hi. Don’t mind me, I’m just looking.”

He chuckled and proceed to drawing his piece. He drew the fountain picture perfect and out of nowhere asked, “Have you drawn before?”

I was surprised for awhile then answered, “A long time ago.”

“Why is that?” he asked, still filling in the details of his fountain.

“My inspiration is long gone.” 

He chuckled and turned to me, “Try it. You’ll never know until you take a step.”

He changed to a new page and scoots aside to let me sit in front of the sketchpad. “What would I even draw?”

“Anything, anyone.”

I try to recall what I used to draw. People. I look around the park, find someone that stands out. I find my subject and carefully draw him out on the sketchpad. He has a rectangular jaw, icy blonde hair and eyebrows. He seemed to wake up from a nap and he has the most deepest ocean eyes I’ve ever seen. I continued drawing and studying him. That is, until he looks at me. 

I stunned for awhile and looked away to continue my drawing from memory. His thin lips, down to his crisp suit... Wait how did his nose looked like? I looked back at the subject and jumped at my seat. He’s standing beside the easel, looking back at me, “I didn’t give you permission to draw me.”

“I’m sorry sir, I didn’t mean to-”

“I was just joking.” He starts laughing at me and I was gone. He beamed a smile, just perfect, humble and gentle, unlike his icy appearance. I smiled a little and braved a conversation, “I’m Y/N. Does this charming man have a name?”

“I’m Jordan Mahkent. Nice to meet you, Y/N.”

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This takes place after the missing case of Denise Zarick. And what if Jordan met you instead of Barbara? Jordan meets you the similar way he met his wife, Christine. Is my writing bad? I probably need to brush up on my writing skills. 

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