#the murphy's

Cynthia and Larry Murphy, not knowing that Zoe is with Evan, wondering why Evan is yelling "I love you" in their dead son's bedroom: ???

Occasionally. Like when she had big tests, or a presentation. Just something short, like a “you got this” or a “good luck”, or even just a star or a happy face. Zoe always assumed Cynthia wrote them. One day during her senior year, Zoe asked her mom why she stopped. That’s when she found out.

Have some mother-son love (again, not my art <3)

okay so it's obviously not perfect but I tried fixing Zoe in the picture I did a few days ago and I think it turned out a lot better.

At the dinner table, Connor got to experience the other reaction to his new look.“What the hell is on your hands?” Connor was suddenly dragged out of his own thoughts by Larry’s voice.“It’s just nail polish. Chill.” Connor offhandedly replied. “You mean you did that on purpose?” Larry acquired.“Larry…” Cynthia said in a warning tone. That was Connor’s parents roles in the family: Larry flipped his shit over the smallest things and sweet Cynthia tried to calm his ass down.“Yeah. This don’t exactly happen on accident.” Connor sarcastically replied.“Why the hell would you do that?” Larry wouldn’t let the subject go.“Because I wanted to?” Connor replied, now very annoyed.“Connor, that’s stupid.” Larry said. “Nail polish is for women and queers.” He continued.“Dad, come on, it’s just nail polish.” Zoe chimed in too, which Connor was grateful for, but it was too late now.“Nail polish isn’t gender specific, nothing is really and even if it was, so what? Who is my nail painting hurting?” Connor replied and crossed his hands across his chest.“You as a man wearing nail polish gives people the wrong idea!” Larry argued.“And what’s that?” Connor asked.“That you’re a queer!” Larry raised his voice.“Larry, please, inside voice.” Cynthia tried to remind him.“So?” Connor challenged.“So!?” Larry repeated.“Yeah, so? Who cares?” Connor argued.“I do! I don’t want people thinking my son is a queer!” Larry said.“Why not? They’d have the right idea.” Connor replied. There. He’d said it.Cynthia and Zoe looked shocked. Larry was fuming.“Excuse me!?” He basically yelled.“You heard me.” Connor simply said.“Are you seriously telling me that-”“I’m gay. Yeah. Great solve, Sherlock.” Connor replied, knowing full well that his sarcasm would not be welcomed in this situation.Larry stared at his son and Connor could swear he saw smoke coming out of his ears. After a minute of silence, Larry stood up from the table.“No.” He said.“No?” Connor asked, not believing his ears.“No.” Larry repeated and walked out of the dining room, leaving his barely touched dinner on the table.The remaining Murphy’s sat quietly at the table. Connor couldn’t believe what had just happened. Ever since he came to understand his sexuality, he knew the day he’d come out would not be pretty. Connor himself didn’t have a sexuality crisis or any kind of a freak out over the matter. By the time he figured it out, it was like everything clicked into place. He accepted it. He was nervous for other people’s reactions, but since he’d already gotten the role of the weird kid with no friends, his worries faded away. Being gay was probably not the biggest reason people wanted nothing to do with him. But all Larry, his father, could say was ‘no’? This was ridiculous. Utter bullshit.“Connor.” His mother’s voice brought him back to the situation at hand. He turned to look at her without saying anything.“I will talk to your father. He just needs some time.” Cynthia said, looking at Connor with sympathetic eyes.“Oh yeah, I’m sure Larry will be thrilled in no time.” Connor said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.“Your father is not a bad man. I will talk to him and everything will go back to normal.” Cynthia promised.“Normal as in where I’m not gay? Cause I’m sorry to inform you mom, but you can’t pray the gay away.” Connor said.“Honey, I know that.” Cynthia assured him. “That’s not what I meant. I mean, it will all be okay.” She said.Connor was skeptical with the idea of Larry ever being okay with who Connor was, but he didn’t want to argue with his mother, who believed she could fix and cure everyone. He gave his mother a small smile.“Thanks mom.” He said.Cynthia smiled back and got up from her seat.“I love you, Connor.” She said, before walking out towards the same direction Larry had disappeared in.Connor sighed. What a fucking day.“Okay.” Zoe spoke up for the first time in a while and Connor turned to look at her.“Let’s go buy you some goddamn nail polish.” She continued.Connor laughed. Despite all her flaws and their disagreements, his sister could be pretty fucking great. ~I wrote this out really quick & I’m sorry it’s so short, I hope you like it anyway!~if you have any ideas for deh fics, send them my way & I’ll be happy to write them! my inbox is open! x

I figured that celebrating the Fourth of July with fireworks is out of the question for the Murphy’s. So instead, they make glow in the dark bubbles! much safer and much less likely to catch fire! 

Yeah...No. Forget about it.