A/N: This came out way longer than I planned but enjoy. Please send in requests.
You turned the corner quicker than you thought and ran into a woman. You both fell to the concrete ground hard, as the pain shot up into your arm you chose to ignore it and kept on going. You heard the women shout as you ran passed but you didn’t bother to care. You needed to get away and find Happy quicky he was your only hope to get out of this mess you found yourself in. You haven’t spoke in years but the faded crow tattoo was a constant reminder of the time you guys shared. Knowing that this was where he was located you came straight here to somehow find him. Before you knew what was happening your arm was being grabbed back, you went to shrugged it off but they place both hands on your shoulders turning you towards them. It was a women you recognize as the one you hit.
“I’m so sorry but please you need to let me go” You stated as you look behind her, making sure that they haven’t caught up since you last lost them. It was clear for now but it was never safe.
“You must have no idea who I am” She said with a laugh which made you cringe. You didn’t need any more trouble than what you had. Knowing she wasn’t one of them gave you some sort of comfort.
“Please let me go” This time it wasn’t a plea it was a demand and you didn’t want to hurt her but you would if it meant getting away from people lines of slight.
“I’ll have you know that my hu-” She started but was cut off as a women came into slight behind her calling her name.
“Tara. Tara Stop let’s go” The women stopped in her tracks as she took in your appearance. You knew who she was. You haven’t seen her face in years, you knew it would come to this but not this fast. Tara looked at the two of you sensing that you guys have met before which made her curious.
“Well what do I see here. If it isn’t a lost Old Lady” Gemma said as she placed her hands on her hips giving you a killer smirk.
“Old Lady?” Tara questioned, you knew she must’ve been one as well.
“I’m not a Old Lady anymore Gemma you and I both know that” You force out through your teeth as much as you miss her, she never truly understood what went on with you and Happy. But right now you didn’t care you needed her help.
“What brings you to Charming Y/N?” Gemma asked as she stepped closer to you taking in your appearance once again, she couldn’t help but notice the crow tattoo peaking out on your side.
“Happy” You admitted as you made another look to make sure it was still all good. The action didn’t go unnoticed by Gemma.
“You are in trouble aren’t you?” You nodded as she asked, there was no point in lying to Gemma. She knew you before which meant she knew you didn’t come back to start up some old fling.
“I need him Gemma, he’s the only one” She looked at you and smiled as best as she could. You still being here was a shock even more that you needed help.
“Get the car Tara we need to go see our boys”
Stepping out onto the car parking lot brought back so many memories. Even with only being here once before any Sons club at this point was too much. You felt a wave of anxiety wash over you. It’s been so long since you seen Happy you didn’t know what he was going to do. Would he still help you? You had nowhere else to go that would be safe.When you enter the clubhouse you noticed it still smell like old times, a mixed of cigars, whiskey and sex takin over the breathing air that you consumed. Sitting by the bar was all of the boys they looked up to see who was entering and when they took in the sight of you guys some of them stopped and stared while others look confused. Happy step away from his seat fixing his cut as he made his way over towards you
“What are you doing here little girl?” He said while looking at you with his famous killer look. A look that would sacred many but not you. It sounded like hatred in his voice and everyone could feel the tension in the room.
“I need help Happy” You told him as you looked into his eyes “I’m in trouble and you’re the only person that I know to come to” The feelings were overwhelming, you haven’t been someone Old Lady in so long and being back here was all you wanted. He looked down at you examining your now bruised arm from earlier and then demanded
“I got into some trouble with another Brotherhood called Hell’s Helpers. You know how good I am Hap at dealing. I had nothing else to do for years to keep me going but when I went back it was amazing Happy” You continue to say as everyone watched you two “They think I was ripping them off with one of my suppliers when I wanted out but it was too much for me to handle”
“You always found a way to be in over your head girl” Happy added with a smile coming across his face. The members that you didn’t know look shocked at the way Happy was acting they never seen him before so soft.
“It was one my peaks you loved. Don’t even try to denied it. You loved to be my knight in shining armor all of the time Happy.” You teased.
“Church” Clay announced as he got up from his spot placing his beer on the counter. The boys followed him entering one by one.
“We’ll help you little girl” Happy told as he kissed your forehead, then followed his club. They were going to vote on the matter and you knew it would go through. You were an ex-Old Lady in trouble but not just any ex-Old Lady you were the one that still held Happy’s heart in your hand. You both would give your last dying breath to each other with or without the club help.
“Come let’s have drinks girl” Gemma said as the doors shut walking to the bar. “I think we need to fill Tara in” With that you laugh and started to walk over because you knew that this would be your safe family once again.
I just relapsed after almost 4 years of not harming myself. I don't know who else to tell. I am so sad and so ashamed. I worked so hard 😭
I want you to understand something.
I know it took a lot of courage for you to come to me. to tell me. to admit it.
I know the pain and sorrow and despair that drove you to it.
I know you feel alone and hopeless.
and all of that… is perfectly ok.
your feelings are valuable. important. and its okay.
I know why you did it. i understand it. and its okay.
but also understand this….
you dont have to do that. because you’re beautiful, and important… at least to me. if you’re reading my blog.. you mean something to me. if you gain even one ounce of improvement from what i write.. you are important to me. you matter. you mean something. and you dont have to do that to yourself.
you did what you thought was right for the time. theres no shame in that.
our mistakes are what make us grow. make us strong. unite us for a better tomorrow. Take the positives you learned from this and apply them to that future. throw everything else away… everything else doesnt matter.
its a new day now. a new chance. a new opportunity to take that one step forward. and you can… and you will… and i know these things.
you ARE strong… you have been and you will be. I have faith in you. I believe in you.
pick yourself up. get back to work. the road ahead is long… and I need you to be here. littles like you are what keep me going. keep me growing.. you… you help me. you are a great helper.
HuMom has to sew qwilt for HumanAunt by twomorrow. Am try halp by lay on fabric and hold down so HuMom can pin but she tell me am in way! Excuse, am being GOOD HELPER. I gonna SCREAM when she move me from fabric. Rude HuMom!
When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, ‘Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.’ To this day especially in times of 'disaster,’ I remember my mother’s words, and I am always comforted by realizing that there are still so many helpers - so many caring people in this world.
Sorry, Belle, I love you but I am all for Gideon being taken out. The story is unconvincing, him as a villain is simply laughable and I could not care less about any of it. That includes the black fairy (and I love Jaime Murray so that says A LOT about how I feel about this arc)
A very big thank you to Mato for accepting my photoshoot request and for being so proactive while shooting! I hope you enjoyed your first time being the main photographer and there’s so much potential in you (I really love the photos thank you so much! <3)! So I really hope to see you shoot more often in the future!
Hmmm like if you want to make some scary maps/stages like the red (and it could be grey or black ^^) stage with islands and the lost black souls all around flying without battling you just lost souls, and like white fog all around slowly moving
*thumbs up* That would be great!
Tumblr would be best for you to send it to cause i wont be on messanger too much maybe to just communicate with ya’ll
On the side of it I am mostly on instagram cause my boyfriend and i have a helper for music and im discussing with about the soundtrack and such:)
Becuase there is gonna be alot of songs in this game
I am fragile and needy. I am helpless and vulnerable. I am in need of guidance and I need to be taken care of. But I won’t ever admit. I won’t ever ask for it. And if you ask if I need it I’ll always say no.
I’m not important enough for anyone to go out of their way. I’m not important enough to deserve help. So I opt to handle it all myself.
I feel your eyes on me as I fumble with the things in my hands. I can feel the frustration in your voice when you ask what I need and I always answer ‘nothing’. I know it pains you to see me struggling…so often I can only wonder why. I’m not important enough to deserve the compassion in your eyes.
I’m not gonna ask you to fix me. Because that would mean I feel worthy. I’m not gonna ask you to heal me. Because that would make it seem like I am deserving of someone making me happy.
I am the worker. I have always been the fixer. The helper. The background coordinator. And you are asking me to be on the stage. You’re asking me to be the star of the show when I haven’t even heard of the play.
And as always if it’s up to me you know what I will say…..
“Alright, Daisuke, I am off to work! You be good and don’t get into trouble. If you get hungry than I left sushi in the fridge for you! There are emergency contact numbers by the telephone if you need to call me or whatever.”
Pats him on the head, under his hat. “Ill be back, same time as usual.” If he chases Lupin than he will have to come back to get Daisuke before he leaves to go chase him….nods.
He is distractedly thinking about how this will work and he leaves out to go get in his cop car.