laurel haynes in extant life → [ masterlist

For most people, the world ended on Outbreak Day. The infection spread and, in a matter of days, people went from living to surviving.
For Laurel, it was the opposite.
Her life hadn’t been particularly tragic or dark; she’d merely existed. She went where she was told and did what was expected of her. There were good days and bad days, laughter and tears. She kept to herself and checked off the appropriate boxes of her life, but with no real understanding of where she was going. What did she want? What did she love? What was the point of it all?
The only tragedy was that it took the downfall of society for her to find out.
Laurel wasn’t callous enough to say that the pandemic had made things better. Every day brought the same question: is it worth it to keep going? But the pandemic also brought her to Frank, who’d given her…everything. Friends, family, safety—a life in the middle of chaos and destruction. He’d given her purpose: helping others find theirs.

scavengerhuntsman:

this is the single greatest line of dialogue that has ever or will ever exist im so glad the big bang happened and life progressed to the exact line of circumstances that allowed this to happen

ellie-joel:

#just two grumpy dads and their adopted daughters 

I’m warning you all now—yes, this October you can expect a FNAF OC. Josh Hutcherson is playing a single dad loser man and I cannot be held accountable for my actions. You legally cannot judge me because I am giving you four months’ notice.

You reblogging a post about how you’d be both pining and the oblivious idiot and then ending this chapter like this??? That’s a self burn hon. I’m giggling and kicking my feet but also banging my hands on the table. Get it together kids!!!!!

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You can only reblog this today or until the next Monday, June 19th, 2034.

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for the redditors coming here, this is how we spread news of important events in the world, with a Destiel meme

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Right??

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someone: hey I noticed this thing you did in your writing!

me, kicking my feet up flirtatiously: oh??? do you want to hear my thoughts on why I did that? do you want a play-by-play of the language choices in every related sentence? do you want an exhaustive breakdown of The Themes???

Rating the birds in my backyard by tendency toward violence

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Northern Cardinal, 4/10

I'm sometimes worried the male is sexually harassing the female but I'm pretty sure they're just doing some elaborate public pickup roleplay. The rest of us didn't agree to participate in your kink, guys.

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American Robin, 1/10

Literally just some dude hanging out. Never bothered anyone but worms. Big fan of the way you just stand there in the middle of the grass like you forgot what you were supposed to be doing.

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House Sparrow, 10/10

You're a gang. You're participating in gang violence. There's ten billion of you living in a single wood pile and it's been civil war for three years now. When will the bloodshed end?

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Tufted Titmouse, 1/10

A shy baby. A pretty little guy. I saw you on the neighbor's garage roof and time stopped. There were anime sparkles around you. Come back.

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European Starling, 9/10

Why is it always you? Listen, I know, I KNOW the sparrows are the problem, and YET. When the fighting starts, it's always you in the middle of it, provoking them and then screaming like you're an innocent bystander defending yourself. I'm onto you.

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Carolina Wren, 3/10

This rating is not for physical violence, which you don't engage in, but for your role as an incurable narc. A tattle tale. I know they're fighting again, okay? I see it. Our yard has been a warzone for years, you don't have to make a big announcement every time someone misbehaves.

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Eastern Wood-Peewee, 0/10

If this were "birds who think they're better than everyone else," you'd get 10/10.

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Red-bellied Woodpecker, 6/10

It's a utility pole. It's not a tree. You're surrounded by trees that are full of bugs. But there you are, on the utility pole. Committing vandalism.

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American Crow, unrated

For who am I to cast judgment on the actions of La Famiglia? I assume you are doing what is best for the neighborhood. If I could, though, without criticism, make a single observation. That when large numbers of you gather in the ominous dead cottonwood - no? No, you're right. None of my business.

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Great Crested Flycatcher, 5/10

Frankly, I think you could be doing more. I think your name implies a great potential. I think you should massacre the insects. I think your beak should drip with viscera.


Stay tuned for more criminal activity!

the worst is wanting to create and create and create but being trapped in a body that is so so so so tired

yenneferblog:

#a little domestic family

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