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Ponyboy is being a teenager (and Ponyboy also shouts the rudest stuff when upset), darry and his wife trying to parent him but pony goes to far this time
Warnings-
Sad, I didn't go over this (Sorry for any typos), mentions of miscarriage, a little history here in the 1960s, women who struggled with infertility faced immense social pressure and blame, as motherhood was considered their primary purpose. Public understanding of fertility was limited, and the medical options available were primitive and often unproven. This created a culture of secrecy, shame, and emotional distress for women unable to conceive (Straight from goggle)
Y/n walked in to see her husband arguing with his youngest brother, which had been more and more frequent this month, "Darrell, Ponyboy stop it." She said pushing them away from each other, they both huffed, "What's wrong?" She asked, "Pony didn't do his homework again." Darry said, Pony groaned, "Ponyboy, we talked about this, how are you supposed to get into college with how your grades are?" She said crossing her arms over her chest, Ponyboy rolled his eyes and huffed, "He's not my dad, and you're not my mom, and you'll never be one!" Ponyboy yelled before storming outside. Everyone froze. Johnny and Dally got up to go after Ponyboy and everyone else looked at them, and Darry looked at her. That was a very delicate topic for her, she had a breakdown before because she hadn't been able to get pregnant and when she was pregnant she had miscarriages.
"Honey, you okay?" Darry whispered
"Yeah, of course!" She replied as she walked over to start washing dishes, and she was off for the rest of the week on sick leave because she had a miscarriage a few weeks prior and Darry said she was working herself to the bone. Darry's eyes shifted to the gang who were easy dropping, he shooed them away and told Soda to tell Pony he was grounded, and they needed to talk. "Dollface...you've been cleaning that same dish this whole time..." Darry mumbled as he hugged her from behind focusing his grip on her stomach.
"Im a failure dar...."
"No, you're not... we don't need to be popping out kids like everyone....! You know he didn't mean that..."
"I know that.... doesn't make it not true......"
"If you want a baby, we can have one..."
"Darry we had five and I lost them all...... every single one of my babies...." she whispered as tears slowly started to fall
He kissed her neck, he didn't know what to say "I love you...I wish you would stop thinking about this stuff..." Darry mumbled into her neck. She sighed, "I haven't been thinking about it......." she mumbled relaxing into her husband, leaning her head back to look at the ceiling, "Y/n Curtis....you've been crying yourself to sleep every night..." he mumbled, her breath hitched as she shut her eyes hard, she thought he had been asleep when she cried, she always checked, "I don't wanna worry you...I'll be fine...promise...." she whispered, he sighed, "I know....love ya doll have a good day..." he whispered as he laid two more kisses on her neck and left.
She didn't do much that day she cleaned and lay on the couch crying, she made dinner, and went to bed. She woke up hours later to the sound of Darry yelling at Ponyboy. She got up and walked into Soda's room to find him pacing. They made eye contact as she opened the next door that led directly to Ponyboy's room, and Soda sat on his bed, "Darrell, he has school in the morning, let him sleep..." She mumbled half asleep herself. Ponyboy sat at the edge of his bed with Darry standing in front of him, pony continued to look at the floor as she talked, Darry walked past her to thier room and sat on the bed.
"Night Ponyboy, get some rest," she whispered as she walked up to him and kissed his head before walking out and closing the door. She looked at Soda who looked like a nervous wreck, "You get some rest as well Soda. Let me handle those two..." she whispered as she walked over to hug him, he let out a long sigh. She let him go and squeezed his hand, "Are you okay?" Soda asked squeezing her hand back, "Yeah sweetie.... don't worry about me..." She whispered woefully, she walked towards their room, and closed the door. She walked up to Darry and sat on his leg which was shaking and wrapped her arms around his neck and he wrapped his arms around her torso. "You're being too hard on him..." she murmured lazily after a few minutes, he hummed softly.
The next morning, Ponyboy was found in the living room waiting for her. She had always gotten up around this time to get everyone ready for the day, "Hey pony? Why are you up?" She asked as she walked up to the couch and sat beside him. She wrapped her arm around him and brought him into a side hug, "I'm so sorry about what I said... not just cause Darry told me to apologize..." Ponyboy said she turned a little so she could bring him into a full hug, "I was never mad at you sweetheart but we need to work on that temper...hmm?" She whispered, softly rubbing his back, and he chuckled as he let tears fall onto her shirt.
She hummed to calm him, and she kissed his hair
"Wanna help me make breakfast?"
He nodded letting her go to whip his eyes. She chuckled as she got up and walked into the kitchen, Ponyboy helped her cook and by the time Darry walked out to find her making coffee, Darry hugged his wife from behind and looked over at Ponyboy who was standing awkwardly. "You apologized?" Darry questioned, Ponyboy nodded. "We aren't mad Ponyboy, we are all going through a lot right now but that is no excuse to behave that way okay?" Y/n said, Ponyboy nodded again. She was right, they were gonna get through it, she just didn't know where to start.
Author's note-
I don't even know... I forgot I was writing this, it was supposed to be longer ššš. I hoped you enjoyed it tho, im working on my sad writings but I haven't had like any time to write for like anything. Sorry guys š.
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My brain just had an 'oh, OW' thought about Terzo and why he seemed to be the Papa that stumbled and fell over the most. What if it was because he was forgetting to eat regularly, either due to his depression, or because he had a slimmer more 'attractive' public image to maintain, and so his consistent falls were due to him being legitimately dizzy or weak all the time?? šš
Itās only just occurred to me that Cloud doesnāt know his age.
Like, when Barret says āwhat are you 20 something?ā And cloud replies with his ārankā itās not Cloud being dense, itās his brain covering up the fact that CLOUD. DOESNāT. KNOW. This kids brain is so fired that he legitimately doesnāt know how old he is because the last time he checked he was 16, but 5 years have passed -years that heās only subconsciously aware of - and so Cloud doesnāt know heās 21.
My guess is that Cloud has been working on the assumption that he is 19, the same age Zack was in Nibelhiem. But even then, he questions how old Zack was in the end. Which it unendingly sad because Clouds sense of self is so lost that actual key facts about his physical condition are lost. We know he is aware itās been 5 years since he last saw Tifa, but if he thinks heās this cool SOLDIER first class, does he remember that heās not older than her?
It kind of gives me this idea for a moment between VII and Advent Children where Cloud gets really distressed on his first birthday outside of captivity. Just him, looking at Tifa, terrified, and whispering, āhow old am I?ā
