Myshuno Fic #13: Assessment
Title: Assessment
Author: Leilia (LadyLarkRune)
Prompt: How Everyone Copes with Their PTSD
Word Count: 551
Rating: PG
Spoiler Level: Medium. Not totally spoilery but it is a little.
Universe: Yakko's World OWBC (canon)
Summary: Listfic of what it says on the tin.
Lily:
She doesn't have PTSD. She doesn't have time for it. She's got cleaning to do and classes and a future to plan. And if she has nightmares or wakes up at night and checks to make sure that Kor is still alive and next to her. No one needs to know.
Joss:
The problem with having a mother with a degree in psychology is that they tend to be pro-active with the therapy. The week after the event, the whole family was in therapy. There was no fanfare. No arguments. They were getting therapy for as long as they needed. Especially him. It annoyed the hell out of him. He didn't want to talk to anyone. Especially not some stranger. He didn't want to be labeled as weak or unmanly. Then he saw his father crying one night at the kitchen table when he came downstairs for a midnight snack. His mother met his eye and gave him a look and he finally understood. He still was annoyed at having to go to therapy. But he had to admit, it helped.
Palau:
She had PTSD. All Rememberers do. The Reaper office is prepared for this and provides counseling if desired. She almost took them up on the offer until she saw Spicoli's tiny headshake. Instead, the Reaper taught her how to surf and over s'mores and tiki drinks gently urged her to open up about what happened. It probably wasn't the prescribed therapy in situations like hers. But it was the only thing that gave her peace.
Spica:
It sounds cliché but music helped her get over the events of the night. She had a mix list that she listened over and over again of sappy songs. None of the ones from that night, of course, but ones she could cry to. Then, when she was in the depths of her tears she would start to write. Melodies. Lyrics. Harmonies. By the time Quinn was finally resurrected, she'd amassed six whole notebooks of music and lyrics. Most of it was trash. But some of it, she knew, had the potential to be great. It was because of that she decided to become a Rock God.
Wil:
He doesn't want to talk about it. And neither Spider nor Zane make him. He doesn't want to think about it. So he doesn't. He reads everything he can get his hands on. He buries himself in learning everything he can so that he doesn't have to think about what happened that night. And if a door slamming can cause him to flinch, well, it's just a good thing that Spider's garden only has doors when there's a sock on the doorknob.
Kor:
He feels guilty. He knows that Lily has nightmares about that night. He does too. It was his fault he looked like his biological father, and not even his cousin's and girlfriend's assertions that he couldn't control his genetics anymore than he could control Lily's mother make him feel any less responsible. He thinks that maybe if he'd died first than none of the following carnage wouldn't have happened. He buries himself in his studies. If it kills him, he's going to get everyone back from that night. Everyone. It's the only way he'll be able to get over the guilt.
Author: Leilia (LadyLarkRune)
Prompt: How Everyone Copes with Their PTSD
Word Count: 551
Rating: PG
Spoiler Level: Medium. Not totally spoilery but it is a little.
Universe: Yakko's World OWBC (canon)
Summary: Listfic of what it says on the tin.
Lily:
She doesn't have PTSD. She doesn't have time for it. She's got cleaning to do and classes and a future to plan. And if she has nightmares or wakes up at night and checks to make sure that Kor is still alive and next to her. No one needs to know.
Joss:
The problem with having a mother with a degree in psychology is that they tend to be pro-active with the therapy. The week after the event, the whole family was in therapy. There was no fanfare. No arguments. They were getting therapy for as long as they needed. Especially him. It annoyed the hell out of him. He didn't want to talk to anyone. Especially not some stranger. He didn't want to be labeled as weak or unmanly. Then he saw his father crying one night at the kitchen table when he came downstairs for a midnight snack. His mother met his eye and gave him a look and he finally understood. He still was annoyed at having to go to therapy. But he had to admit, it helped.
Palau:
She had PTSD. All Rememberers do. The Reaper office is prepared for this and provides counseling if desired. She almost took them up on the offer until she saw Spicoli's tiny headshake. Instead, the Reaper taught her how to surf and over s'mores and tiki drinks gently urged her to open up about what happened. It probably wasn't the prescribed therapy in situations like hers. But it was the only thing that gave her peace.
Spica:
It sounds cliché but music helped her get over the events of the night. She had a mix list that she listened over and over again of sappy songs. None of the ones from that night, of course, but ones she could cry to. Then, when she was in the depths of her tears she would start to write. Melodies. Lyrics. Harmonies. By the time Quinn was finally resurrected, she'd amassed six whole notebooks of music and lyrics. Most of it was trash. But some of it, she knew, had the potential to be great. It was because of that she decided to become a Rock God.
Wil:
He doesn't want to talk about it. And neither Spider nor Zane make him. He doesn't want to think about it. So he doesn't. He reads everything he can get his hands on. He buries himself in learning everything he can so that he doesn't have to think about what happened that night. And if a door slamming can cause him to flinch, well, it's just a good thing that Spider's garden only has doors when there's a sock on the doorknob.
Kor:
He feels guilty. He knows that Lily has nightmares about that night. He does too. It was his fault he looked like his biological father, and not even his cousin's and girlfriend's assertions that he couldn't control his genetics anymore than he could control Lily's mother make him feel any less responsible. He thinks that maybe if he'd died first than none of the following carnage wouldn't have happened. He buries himself in his studies. If it kills him, he's going to get everyone back from that night. Everyone. It's the only way he'll be able to get over the guilt.