meta: his biggest regret and most proud moment about raising powder/vi
general topics: powder, violet, fatherhood.
i'm going to start with the nice one, and that's his proudest moment. his proudest moment raising them is genuinely, and i mean this, every damn time he sees them together. seeing them love each other after every little spat, every disagreement, every annoying sibling moment. they still love each other. he's proud of vi for being a great older sister and taking care of powder, and he's proud of powder for always trying. he see's their mom in both of them in that. they're stubbornness and persistence. he knows she'd be proud of them too.
sure as they got older, particularly vi, there was a lot more pushback and teenage chaos. but even when she'd push back against him, argue, etc. he was still proud of her for having the fight. he particularly sees himself in her. and alternatively, he sees his ability to pivot and reframe in powder. after taking them in, he still had to try and make it safe for them. but he couldn't go brawling in the street, and he couldn't risk leaving them alone ... so he pivoted. he found another solution. just how powder was small, she wasn't as strong as vi ... so she made her bombs. she practiced a perfect shot. she found a new angle.
his biggest regret is his tunnel vision with violet. he never meant for it to seem as if he favored one girl over the other. and he truly doesn't love more than the other. but there are two reasons he found himself putting more on vi, and spending more time with her vs powder:
he saw himself in her in so many ways. her anger, her stubbornness, her recklessness. so out of frustration with himself he found himself fixating on trying to get her to see the better way. so this lead to more time with her, and a seemingly closer relationship, although that isn't the face.
he saw a lot of felicia in powder. not necessarily in appearance, but in her habits of tinkering, her curiosity. at times it was hard to not just be reminded of her. but just as he used to bring things to felicia to tinker with, he'd bring powder anything that called out to him. if she sat in the booth in the last drop trying to fix her bomb, he just watched fondly.
vander worries that powder didn't feel as loved as he intended. even though his last word heard by his family was literally her name.
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❝ oh shut u p , ❞ she whispers back, attempting to hold back a l a u g h as she lightly shoves his shoulder before peering around the corner again. ❝ i refuse to lose, keep it together , ❞ she urges him, glancing back. the couple was armed with their laser tag blasters, and they were hiding from the rest of the group. anna and danny were already o u t , so it was emery and nick against luke and carmen. she was starting to think maybe they s h o u l d n ' t have paired off as couples, because it clearly put them at a disadvantage. ❝ i'm especially not losing to my sister, so no speeches, only winning ❞ she says seriously, reaching out to lightly squeeze his hand and then pulls him around the corner, knowing it's safe.
emery is tempted to t h r e a t e n that if they lose, she'll fly back to new york. however, it would be a hollow threat. being away from nick was never something left her with a winning hand, particularly when anna was also on the tour. the last thing em wanted was to be back in the city alone. after all, they'd planned these few weeks on this leg of the tour, and how they'd take advantage of every second of it. hence them hanging out in chicago with her sister, and laser tagging and just spending this time together. because when the boys were on tour, it wasn't just nick she missed. she truly did miss the w h o l e band ... well, mainly luke and nick. but she liked seeing how happy they all were together, and that meant danny too.
❝ if we win you get bragging rights all tour, and ... well, you know how i get after i win ... anything, ❞ she says, w i n k i n g at him before letting his hand go and turning her full attention back to the game at hand.
last podcast on the left sentence starters. ›› @manysigns.
anna said ♡ : “ let’s not do that again. ”
if she wasn’t trying to catch her breath as they bust into the lobby of her apartment building she would have t h r o w n her head back with laughter, but instead she’s left only with a wide smile as she drops her hands to her thighs and heel over. she tries to catch her breath, only a b r e a t h y laugh passing her lips before she glances over her shoulder to look out the glass doors to see if they’d been followed. as she c a t c h e s her breath she stands up straighter again, her smile widening even more as she replies, “ why not, when we won ? that was fucking AMAZING. ”
as out of breath as she was, she’d be riding that h i g h of seeing luke’s face before sprinting way for at least the rest of the night. maybe even the rest of the w e e k. then again, she doubted they’d get another chance, at least not another time soon. emery perches her hands on her hips and tilts her head as she looks back to the door, waiting to see if he’d caught up to them yet or not. “ you don’t think he’s mad enough that he went home do you? ” she asks, looking back to anna with raised brows. “ because he has my keys. ”
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“ i was bluffing when i said i wasn’t coming. i just wanted to see you beg. ”
Despite himself, he l a u g h s , rolling his eyes before leaping off the couch of the green room. With some practiced ease he hides the legitimate relief at seeing her appear backstage. Sure, he’d hoped she would have decided to come, but it was different for her now. Since everything had changed ... he could never blame her for needing to take any step back. But this was a BIG show for him, and he’d be lying through is teeth if he said he hadn’t been nervous. And having Anna there had been something he k n e w would ease it all. He was confident in his music, and in the set list he’d put together for this show. Knowing it showed a r a n g e , and that they were his best. They had playability, which he knew the executives lurking through the club would appreciate. But just knowing that these executives were here to see him ... well, the nervous energy that pulsed through him had begun to drive him a little c r a z y . But the show must go on, so he’d been prepared to merely look up and pray if he’d start playing it would ease up ... but then he saw her.
Danny had looked out into the crowd and saw her right in the front, just as they’d always planned for his big break. Well, not exactly. She was always meant to be w i t h him on stage. Singing t h e i r songs together. But life had other plans, and this was as close as they could get. While it may not be perfect, it had been enough to burn through the nerves that had stiffened his form, and brought him to life in a way only she ever could. “ I’m callin’ you out on that, ” he argues, t e a s i n g l y as he crossing the small room, running a hand through his hair as he steps up beside her. His hand reaches up to grip the top of the door to the room, p u s h i n g it closed slightly as he looks at her, accusations bright in his eyes while an amused grin pulls at the corner of his lips. “ You weren’t going to come until you found out about the free food, I k n o w it. ”
While his tone is serious, his expression is anything but. But he pushes the door shut behind her before draping his arm over her shoulders and t i l t i n g his head slightly to look at her as he stands beside her. “ The begging was just to see if I’d do it. It’s okay, you can admit it. You’re just here for the food, ” he says, lowering his voice as if this were a s e c r e t being muttered between friends in a crowded room rather than a small green room with no one to overhear but each other.
It had been a week since she first saw him on campus. The sight knocked the wind out of her...or maybe it was the trash can she ended up tripping over because she was so surprised to see him there. To see him in Washington at all. There’d been no word. No warning. Nothing. He was just here now. And he seemed just as surprised to see her. That might have been the part the stung the most. He was here, not for her though, it was just...fate. But fate was laughing at her it seemed when it pushed them together despite her very careful avoidance. It had been three whole minutes of silence as Bella did her best to think around her feelings. To focus on the task at hand, some assignment she honestly hadn’t paid any attention to at this point.
“Why didn’t you call?” Bella hates how small her voice sounds in that moment. “Do you know how long I stared at the phone, and you never called? And I know- I-I know I could have called, too, but I did and so often you were just busy and then you’re here and you still...why did you ever call, Scott?” It all tumbles out of her and the only way she can get it out at all is by keeping her eyes on the book in front of her. / @manysigns - forever & always ( piano version ) ( taylor’s version )
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1 . ) on their first real date, em makes herself a promise they’re not even going to kiss on the first date unless it’s a very high school kiss outside her apartment door ... but they end up lasting through dinner, getting to the bar, and they a half a drink in they’re making out in a dark corner. in the distance you can see danny handing over money to luke because they bet how long they’d last once they joined them at the bar for drinks.
2 . ) when em and nick first move in together her sister came to town to help her move, and when they moved her clothes in her sister was like take the closet and the big dresser and em was like no it’s ok our clothes can mingle and her sister was about to tell her that was stupid and then she realized em was literally already wearing nick’s sweatpants. in reality she just wants any excuse to be able to wear nick’s clothes. she’s convinced she can lie and be like oh i thought these were my sweatpants but they are clearly not. she’s just stupid.
3 . ) for their one year anniversary em and nick went to coney island, because of em’s insistence that it’s what she wanted. she didn’t want a romantic dinner or a trip out of town, she wanted to go to coney island and be stupid and then go back to one of their apartments with takeout and just spend the night together. but they promised each other one thing: no social media until the next day. so they put turned off their data and they took pictures when they wanted but the whole day from the moment nick showed up at her door to the next morning when they were in bed together they’d been internet free. then in bed together em put together an instagram post with a bunch of her favorite pictures with the cheesiest caption in the world.
“ Oh, 100%. ” Danny aggress, brows pulling together as he presses his lips into a slight pout as he attempts to hold back his a m u s e d smile. Instead, he nods and cross his arms over his chest as he leans in the doorway of the bathroom, watching as she attempts to get the knot out her hair. While his tone had seemed sarcastic, they both knew he meant it. It didn’t matter if she was in a gown going to an award show, or trying to detangle her hair the morning after, trying to pull through knots that could only come from the desperation and h i g h of the night. No matter what, she’d always blow him away.
He moves from the doorway then to step behind her, arms snaking around her waist as he rests his chin her shoulder. “ You know, if you want I can p r o b a b l y help you get through that. In the shower, ” he says, a smile in his voice as he turns his face, nose lightly grazing along her neck before he presses a soft kiss against her skin. It was a g e n u i n e offer, if not one with ulterior motives. “ No funny business, just washing your hair, ” he adds, his tone sincere despite the fact they b o t h know he’s full of shit.
A low laugh r u m b l e s in his chest as she moves closer, his arm around her tightening ever slow in the laziest attempt at bringing her closer he can muster. Tilting his head to the side he presses a soft kiss to the top of her head in reply to the pressure against his shoulder. His eyes fall shut in the dim lighting of the room and sighs contently as he allows his mind to d r i f t as well. Memories of hungry kisses and drifting hands, quick movements to the familiarity of Anna’s room. Instinct and h i s t o r y guiding them to the bed, and guide them together as if choreographed. The kind of familiarity that only comes with truly knowing someone from the depths of their hearts to the surface of their skin. As they lie together now, his arm remains wrapped around her, fingers mindlessly tracing p a t t e r n s at her upper thigh. A disgruntled h u m sounds from behind close lips as she pulls away.
His eyes flutter open in the darkness of the room and he sighs as he looks up to where she sits, letting his arm fall back flat on the bed briefly before he bends both his arms to fold his hands behind his head. At her words he t i l t s his head from side to side in begrudging agreement, as he could definitely eat as well. But he still wouldn’t consider skipping dinner a regret. “ Should I feel hurt or complimented by you needed to e a t right now? I can’t tell , ” he jokes lightly, looking down at her with a quirked brow. The words are light, as he’s already decided to take it as a c o m p l i m e n t . Besides, he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t hungry. He just didn’t quite yet have that c l a r i t y of thought quite yet. He could have relaxed in the bliss for a while longer.
Humming in thought, he purses his lips in consideration, glancing up to the ceiling again for a few seconds as he p o n d e r e d . He keeps one hand beneath his head, fingers rubbing absently at the back of his had while he brings the other to his side, digits drumming absently on his chest as he thinks. Meeting her eyes again, he replies with a speculative look, tagging on his question for her input with his tone, “ We’re thinking ... Italian? ” With his now free hand, he lightly t a p s her nose with his finger as he clarifies, “ But if you want s’mthing else, you pick. I’ll eat whatever. You’re the one who’s d r a i n e d . ” a teasing s m i r k pulling at the corner of his lips as the quirk of his brow rises in suggestion.
