“I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you.
Take me back to the night we met.”
— The Night We Met by Lord Huron
cw implied death, angst, OWWW OWWWIE OWWW
The day starts as usual.
The sun rises, birds chirping as you push open the balcony door to let the morning air in. Joseph steps out, a cigarette already between his fingers. You join him, two mugs of coffee in your hands. He takes one from you with a grateful smile, you both settle into the routine.
The day is beautiful. The suns warm embrace on your skin makes you want to linger there forever, soaking in her rays.
“What d’ya want for breakfast?” he asks, smoke curling lazily from his lips.
You ponder for a moment, imagining the taste of different dishes. “How about…pancakes?” you suggest, feeling your mouth water at the thought.
Joseph chuckles, stubbing out his cigarette and taking a final gulp of his coffee. “Pancakes it is then.”
You eat breakfast together at the table. Joseph flips through his script between bites, humming under his breath and glancing at the clock occasionally. A quiet sigh escapes him as he polishes off his plate.
He rises, placing his dirtied plate on the sink, setting his empty mug on top. He walks over to you, gently pushing your hair back and kissing your forehead.
“I gotta go. I’ll see you later, okay?”
You hum, cheeks warming from the kiss. “I’ll pick up stuff to make your favorite for dinner tonight. I know we haven’t had it in a while.”
His eyes light up, “Sounds like a plan.”
He heads towards the entryway, grabbing his jacket. He looks back at you, a smile still lingering on his lips.
“Don’t worry, filming shouldn’t take long today. I’ll be home before you know it.”
The butterflies in your stomach flutter with his words.
“Okay, I’ll see you later,” you reply, eyes droopy with morning grogginess and love.
The door clicks shut behind him, you watch a moment longer. Your eyes trace over the knob, down the mysterious crack in the wood, and watch his shadowy steps fade away. A sudden uneasiness creeps in, filling your gut with a syrupy ache. The butterflies no longer flutter, their wings cut, leaving you with a heavy feeling in their place.
You try to shake it off, but the feeling lingers, the knot in your stomach tightening with each tick of the clock. Hour after hour, minute after minute, you try to distract yourself with meaningless chores. You go grab things for dinner, the hustle and bustle of the store creating a dull hum over the pit in your stomach. A weak balm that doesn’t last the second you step through the apartment door again.
Night falls, groceries left forgotten on the counter. Seconds tick by painfully slow, each one a reminder of his absence. You can’t shake the feeling that something is terribly wrong.
Joseph doesn’t return that night, or any night after that.
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Unironically so appreciative of Dib staying focused on the important questions here.
I know it’s likely that the super beard growing is just the unique quirk of that particular Zim’s alternate reality but it’s so, so much funnier to imagine our our Zim (and other invaders, by extension) hypothetically could look something like that real fast without a consistent shaving regimen.
But I mean I’m happy to take this as confirmation too, lmfao.
More interesting though was that little revelation that the average life expectancy of a Zim after entering this timeline was ridiculously short before Zib started getting his nasty little plans together and founded the hierarchy. Tbh our protags were extremely lucky to show up when they did, just past the most chaotic and violent days within the void, but also during the infancy of Zib’s diabolical operation.
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Dharma and Greg season 5 episode 22 bursts my ovaries open. I want to have a million of gregs babies he would be the most perfect dad.
feeling really understood rn <3
okay listen i’m still in season 2 of dharma and greg but i couldn’t resist so i watched the episode and oh my god 🥹🥹🥹🥹 i didn’t expect to be sobbing at the end :(( how sweet and emotional :(
pls the way the little girl got attached to him the most 🥺🥺 when he started drawing for her when they first met and then he cooked for her and was explaining the ingredients 😭 what an angel i’m gonna CRY :( and then when he showed her how he played with the books as a kid stopppp he’s so sweet…or when they were playing with those water balloons 🥹 about the last scene i don’t even know what to say like their hug and how she finally talked to him even for “goodbye” HELPPP 🥺🥹😭 he was SO SWEET and soft and patient :(
he would be the best dad EVER 🥺🥺🥺 he would be the type of parent who is strict when he needs to but super soft at the same time <33 like you know he can’t say no to your babies :(
he loves to teach them things and play with them and read to them stories 🥹 when they’re still little he talks to them with this cute baby voice 😭 he’s also the type of dad who will lull his baby to sleep by telling them the story of how he met you like a fairytale <333
he’s an absolute angel of a dad and you’re so grateful that you have this man to grow old with and build a family with 💓💞💗💕
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