Just Cannot Get Over The Possibility That Henry Loves His Mother So So Much And Wants To Fix Whatever

Just cannot get over the possibility that Henry loves his mother so so much and wants to fix whatever is making her suffer so she can be happy, and she’s like “ah yes murder will fix me” and he just goes along with it thinking that’s truly what she needs to be at peace but what she really needs is to be given a safe space and therapy to heal from her trauma and properly grieve which she didn’t really get to do

Like kid, murder isn’t gonna fix your ma. A good long string of therapy sessions and some emotional support would. But obvious he’s gonna listen to whatever she says.

Not that mental health was really that well addressed in those days anyways lol

I do not know why but George’s accent flip flops from transatlantic to Appalachian in my head and idk which I like more. Obviously a transatlantic accent doesn’t really exist naturally, it’s faked for TV, but that’s the tv they had at the time. Idk I can hear him talking like a black and white film character and also wendigoon there is no in between

Not a SOUTHERN accent mind you, an Appalachian accent specifically

Cuz like can you IMAGINE if George rocks up to gallows creek one day like “hi my names George I’m from Kentucky” and Marie’s country music loving self is like

“WELL HELLO SAILOR”

Class of ‘69

also bonus chicken nugget doodles under the cut lol

(If Ricky has a canon last name and I just missed it I am sorry)

Hey, making something for you

It’s uh

Going badly to say the least. (Trust the process trust the process trust the process trust the process)

Awww that’s so cute!!

Just an fyi guys you do not need to make things for me lol let me make the things for YOU hahah

God I get in a terribly sad mood at night

Thinking about if it was a normal occurrence for Henry to be woken up in the middle of the night by his mom wailing/crying (either in the same room or in the next room over depending on if they have a 2 bedroom house) and he has to get up and console her enough for her to go back to sleep, and like, he learned to do it from young or else neither of them were going to get any sleep

Just cuddling up to his mom petting her hair like “it’s okay now ma, it happened to you a long time ago, you’re not in danger anymore. Yes I know my father died. I know he was scared and alone when he died, but he isn’t scared and alone anymore because he can’t feel anything anymore because he’s dead. Yes ma, I know you loved him very much. He loved you too. Yes ma I know you miss him and it hurts really bad even after all this time. You’ll feel better someday, ma. Yes ma I know we’re going to kill Teddy and the rest of those bastards who were in on it and get our sweet bloody revenge but just please try and think of literally anything else right now, it’s three in the morning and I want to go back to bed.”

The answer to your prior dilemma of wanting to write two different fics has a simple and easy answer.

Write both.

See I know this

But then the question stands-

Which first????