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honeyjars-sims · 3 months
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2.27 Old Wounds
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TRIGGER WARNING: This post contains C-PTSD flashbacks relating to child abuse. While not graphic, please use your own discretion in continuing with this post if those topics are triggering or upsetting to you.
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Bonnie: I just wanted to say thanks to everyone for coming out to celebrate my birthday with me. We’ve been through a lot as a family, but I’m so glad that we’re all here together now.
Johnny: Happy birthday, Mom!
Chantal and Destiny: Happy birthday!
Trinity: Just cut the cake already!
[laughter]
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Johnny: So you’re the kid who’s dating my little sister. What’s your deal? Got a job yet?
Demarcus: No, sir, I’m only 12.
Johnny: Hmm. Well, I hope you’re treating my sister right. I know how 12-year-old boys are. I was one, after all.
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[Johnny starts to put his hand on Demarcus’ shoulder]
Demarcus: Ah! Don't hurt me!
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[Johnny has a flashback of Jimmy: Don't be such a brat and I won't have to!]
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Johnny: I won't, why would you think that?
Demarcus: I dunno. Isn’t that what big brothers do?
Johnny: No! I was just messing with you. I would never…I’ll be back.
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[Johnny goes to the bathroom to compose himself] 
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Bonnie: [holding Darien] And there’s your Auntie Chantal!
Chantal: Hey sweet boy!
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Destiny: Sorry Mom, I’m gonna have to take him back so I can put him down for a nap. 
Bonnie: Aw, sweet dreams little guy! [to Chantal] Doesn’t he make you want one of your own?
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Chantal: Nope! I’m done with men anyhow.
Bonnie: I can’t blame you for that one. They cause nothin’ but trouble.
[The front door opens]
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Trinity: Dad!
Jimmy: Hey princess! I thought I’d stop by to say hello since I didn’t get to see you this weekend.
Chantal: Mom, what the fuck? Why is he here?
Bonnie: Jimmy, I told you not to come!
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Jimmy: Relax, I’ll just be a second. Hey, Johnny! Listen, I've been wanting--
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Chantal: Don’t you fucking get near him!
Destiny: Stay back, Jimmy!
Jimmy: I just want to apologize!
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[Chantal and Destiny block Jimmy from getting near Johnny. Johnny runs out of the apartment]
Bonnie: Johnny! Wait!
[Everyone follows Johnny outside]
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Chantal: Jimmy, get the fuck out of here before I fucking end you!
Destiny: Leave, Jimmy!
Jimmy: Fine, I’m leaving! This wouldn’t be a problem if he wasn’t such a pussy.
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Destiny: [to Bonnie] We’ve got him.
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Johnny: [to Chantal] Please take me home.
Bonnie: Johnny, I’m so sorry, I told him not to come. I–
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Chantal: Stop! You’ve done enough. Let’s go, bubs.
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son-of-pendragon · 15 days
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“you can't prevent a prophecy.” A frown, “we should move on. this isn’t our story.”
You can’t prevent a prophecy. Mordred actually laughed — the sound bitter and hollow and just a touch hysterical. “Of course I fucking know you can’t,” he sneered, eyes wide and wild — draconic slit pupils narrowed so far they nearly disappeared — arms wrapped around himself; expression twisted. “My whole fucking existence is a prophecy I couldn’t prevent! The May Children — everything That Woman did to me — killing and killing and killing because I didn’t know what else to do —
For a scrap of pride from the person I craved it from — watching the man I loved die for fucking honor — being rejected by my Father, when all I ever wanted was for them to love me — being That Woman’s godsdamned puppet, from the fucking beginning to the fucking end — ” By that point, his laughter had been joined by sobbing. Lifting a hand to his mouth, he compulsively bit his palm to muffle the sounds, fangs a hair’s breadth from breaking skin.
Distressed, he reverted to childhood habits.
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coliemoongaming · 3 years
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Aww! Poor Robin and Sebastian. T_T And of course I like him! He’s literally my favorite guy in this game.
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primalscrms · 6 years
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I am not my memories;
I am shimmering gold and silver,
I am the beauty in the torture my mind has inflicted on me,
I am the brightness of the sun,
I am not a lost soul,
My brain is not a wasteland,
I
Will
Not
Let
My
Memories
Destroy
Me.
-recovery; k.e.g.
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