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hey! I was just wondering about Zach and Violet’s engagement. Who proposed and how?
Hi!!! Thank you so much for this question! I’m going to let Zach answer this one! This answer technically has two parts, so I’ll post part 1 here, and I’ll tag you in part 2 as soon as I finish it!
TW for mentions of pregnancy, morning sickness/vomiting (it’s not explicitly described, but it’s mentioned a few times). Please do not proceed further if this is a trigger for you.
Zach’s Response
Well, we technically have 2 proposals…and I proposed both times. The first time was March 16st, 2014. Violet and I had just found out we were pregnant with Alexandria, and I wanted to ensure the safety and security of Violet and the baby if anything were to happen to me.
I had been planning to propose to Violet for a while, I’d made a ring for her and had it hidden in my closet, waiting for the right time to propose. I tentatively planned to propose to her on her 23rd birthday, on April 22nd, 2014.
But one unexpected, high-risk pregnancy later, and I knew it could not wait. I wanted to propose to her, I wanted to marry her, I wanted to take care of Violet and the baby, I wanted to properly start our lives together. So, I knew the first step was proposing.
I was an absolute mess when I proposed. I wanted to make the moment so romantic and special, but I panicked…I just had to do it. So, I walked into the closet, pulled the ring out…and walked into our master bathroom…where Violet was experiencing a horrible bout of morning sickness.
I should have just walked out, left her alone and waited until she was feeling better, but she looked up at me from her curled position on the floor by the toilet and saw the triangular ring box I’d fashioned for the ring.
“Zach? What’s that?” She croaked, shakily pulling herself into a sitting position.
I tried to hide the box behind me, nervousness creeping into my voice, “I…uhhh, it’s nothing…”
Violet started becoming annoyed with me: “Zach…I can see it, if I can see it that means it’s not ‘nothing,’ what is it?”
I hesitantly pulled the box out from behind me, and I lowered myself to the bathroom floor in front of her on one knee, “I wanted this to be perfect…But…I can’t wait…I wanna take care of you, I wanna take care of our baby…I wanna be with you forever…”
Violet was staring at me with tears in her eyes and her mouth dropped open as I opened the box and said, “Violet Virginia Tyler, will you marry me?”
Violet couldn’t get any words out for a moment, she just started crying and looked between my face and the ring. She finally choked out, “yes, of course I’ll marry you, Zach! Ohhhh, I’ve dreamed of this for so long, Zach! Yes, yes, a thousand times yes! I love you, so much!”
I shakily pulled out the ring and slipped it onto her finger, then she threw her arms around me in a tight hug. She cried and mumbled about how much she loved me against my chest as I stroked her hair, crying into her shoulder, professing my love for her, too.
We remain like this until…well…she became sick again. She pulled away from me and I had to fight the urge not to become ill myself, but I refused to leave her in that moment. I just rubbed her back, and we waited for it to pass.
After she finished being ill she looked at me with a weary expression, “Zach, I’m so happy, please don’t take this the wrong way, but…couldn’t you have waited until I was done being sick…”
I smirked at her, cupping her chin in my hand, “you’re sick all day, if I waited I would never have proposed.”
Violet snorted, “well, that’s true, we wouldn’t want that, and honestly, I don’t care…we’re engaged, we’re gonna get married, we’re having a baby, we’re gonna be a family, and I couldn’t be happier.”
AN: The bold italics are flashbacks. They are not in order but are set up to fit with the story.
TW: divorce
Daphne was nervous. It sounded crazy that she would be nervous to meet with her father and his family for the billionth time, but nonetheless, she was. They didn’t feel like her family, but they didn’t feel like not family either. They were all in a weird limbo, no one really knew how they felt about Daphne in their family. Her dad ignored her but pretended they were ultra close, her stepmom hated her and put her down at every turn, and her siblings were so young that they still worshiped the very ground she walked on, something their mother hated with a passion. Allison saw her as a threat, someone who could mess up or ruin everything she had worked so hard to build. She was too much and not enough for them at the same time. Daphne thought about the moment she met Allison often.
Daphne was excited to finally meet the girlfriend she had heard so much about from her father. He had other girlfriends before, but Daphne couldn’t recall a single time that they made him look half as happy as he was in the moment. He had been bragging about the two meeting for weeks. As Daphne opens the door into the café where they agreed to meet, she spots Allison. The first thing that strikes her is how similar she is to Donita, something that grows more obvious as time goes on. Allison was also a fashion designer; while not nearly as renowned or famous as her mother, she did pretty well for herself. On paper, their experiences were similar too. They both grew up in a large family and left their small town to be a fashion designer. At that moment, Daphne empathized with Allison. She knew it was probably difficult to be the ‘second choice’ especially being so close to the original. Allison would probably compare herself to Donita constantly, never quite measuring up. Two hours later, as they leave the café, Henry tells Daphne that she will always be her number one priority, no matter what.
Henry had clearly broken that promise to her. Allison hated her and Henry didn’t even try to defend her anymore, instead focusing on his new family and children. Her father used to be her biggest confidante and they would talk for hours when he wasn’t working, which was rare. He had really cut back on the hours since he married Allison, and while Daphne was happy that her half-siblings could have such a present father, she was sad that she didn’t get to enjoy that for herself. As always, when Henry walks in he asks her two questions: “How’s school life and your friends?” and after an uncomfortable silence, “How’s Ms. Donata?”. Never ‘your mom’ not even ‘Donita’, always choosing to use the title clients and strangers call her. Daphne thinks that sometimes he forgets that he was in an 8-year relationship with Donita, and no matter how much they denied it, their futures were intertwined. They used to be so in love.
Daphne looked up from her Cheerios to see her mommy and daddy kissing each other under the mistletoe. All she could see from their eyes was love, and they quietly muttered things to each other with laughter in their voices, before looking at Daphne. The product of their love and the best thing to ever happen to them. The family couldn’t be closer or happier, they even wore matching Christmas pajamas, designed by Donita, especially for them.
Daphne knew that they both hurt the other in so many ways. She truly didn’t think there was a fault in the divorce, they both made mistakes, and they were just an ill-fitted match that was never going to work out long-term. They got married so fast that they didn’t even really know each other. They didn’t put in the work to keep their relationship and make it work, believing in just love. They were so different, it was a miracle to believe that they even fell in love at all. Nonetheless, the divorce still shattered everything. It took away some of her mother’s ‘sparkle’ and made her even more cynical, something difficult to do based on the fact that she made her fortune from making clothes out of live animals. Deny it all they want, if you didn’t love someone, you wouldn’t be as shattered as they were that day.
Donita had been staring at the wall for fifteen minutes. She didn’t blink or even look at Daphne, sitting next to her. Daphne wasn’t 100% sure what was happening, but she knew her life was about to permanently change whether she wanted it to or not. Her parents, who she always thought were perfect Gods, had cried more in the last three days than she had ever seen in her seven years of life. Even her mother, who she had never seen cry and never would again, let out a few stray tears. Lawyers were talking to Daphne and talks were being held about splitting assets and what to do about her. Donita still didn’t move, just staring at the walls and crying. Her parents' fights had been really bad recently, her dad even moved out. They seemed to scream at each other until they were hoarse all the time, about everything. Daphne longed for the days of Christmas PJs and Cheerios.
As Daphne went into the house to awkwardly stand in the corner until her half-siblings dragged her away, she thought of all these moments. She also thought about Allison. She didn’t hate her stepmom, she loved her. Allison was the mother to her half-siblings, and no matter how awful she was to Daphne, she still loved her. She really was a great mother to them. She brought back the purpose of her father’s life. He started to play music again and began to come alive, something she hadn’t seen since he moved out. She loved her stepmom, and always will, but she’s been working on boundaries with her. Daphne was nervous, but also a little excited to spend time with her father.
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Daphne wondered one night, not for the first time, why couldn’t she be more like the Varmitechs? They had their lives together and were doing more than she was. Daphne knows comparison is hard but it's difficult when Vera, who is barely older than Daphne, is an incredible musician with a 4.0 GPA along with being in varsity ballet and gymnastics, somehow maintained a cheerful attitude, and was so gorgeous. Vera was everything that Daphne wanted to be and wasn’t, and while she would never admit it, she was extremely jealous of her. Vera didn’t have perceivable flaws, at least according to Daphne. She was jealous of the entire Varmitech family, they seemed to have something that Daphne didn’t and would never have. Every sibling was so unique and good at what they did and truly cared about it and each other. Daphne was even jealous of the Varmitech parents. She knew why her parents had to get divorced, but missed the unity and strength that Violet and Zach project. Everyone around them could tell that they were deeply in love and there was no question to be had about it. Zach and Violet wer both involved in all of their children’s lives deeply, something Daphne always felt insecure about. Zach could remember tiny details of his five earthside children’s lives while her own father was struggling to remember his oldest daughter and only child with Donita’s birthday. Daphne seemed to be terrible at everything Henry was good at. The worst part for Daphne though was that all of the Varmitechs really cared about her. They incorporated her into their family vacations and spent their own free time to help her. They were impossible to hate, but Daphne was still jealous. She knew she brought important skills to the table, but they just felt so mediocre and terrible compared to the talents everyone else had. Daphne knew it was normal to feel insecure, but also felt guilty for feeling negative thoughts towards people who changed her life so fundamentally. They were rays of sunshine in her dark clouds, and she appreciated them and all they did more than they could ever know, even when she was feeling jealous of all they had.
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Yummy new incredible fic!! Woo!! I love alternate universe fics!! Thank you!!!!!!
Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Wild Kratts Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Chris Kratt, Martin Kratt, Jimmy Z (Wild Kratts), Koki (Wild Kratts), Aviva Corcovado, Zach Varmitech, Donita Donata, Gaston Gourmand Additional Tags: Multiverse, Headcanon, Portals, Violence, Crossover, AUs from tumblr Summary:
While Aviva had been working on re-building the Time Trampoline, a new idea filled her head; What if she created a device that allowed her to see alternative versions of herself and the crew? That´s one challenge, I´ll tell you.
Luckily she never backed up from one.
TW:self doubt, negative self talk
(This is going to be a multipart series of Daphne learning her relationship with the internet)
(I know the timeframes could be off but bear with me for the sake of the plot)
Daphne wasn’t good at anything. She wasn’t strong like Jason or smart like Stephanie or fast like Jessica or creative like Fiona or anything. She was just average at best, forgettable at worst. The only positive thing anyone ever seemed to have to say about her was how pretty she was and her parents were so incredible. She knew, even in seventh grade, that she was destined to be another forgettable wannabe who died alone. There was nothing she could do about it except to wait for the inevitable to happen.
Then something unexpected happened. People started talking about these new ways to connect, through social media and short form content. Daphne always knew social media existed, but never really put any weight behind it. Her parents didn’t really use social media to promote themselves, and neither did most of the truly rich and famous people she knew. Then she researched how much money and fame people could get on a 30 second video. If somebody was determined, they could become a millionaire. The one thing Daphne had in spades was determination, so she figured it would be harmless and made a video, low quality and effort with 0 thought put into it, and went to bed. It was a travel video, something Daphne would become known for and was very simplistic.
When she woke up, the video had 18 views. 18 people had seen her video. She was instantly obsessed with the idea and began to create more and more content, eventually going viral after 3 months, with 7 million people viewing her video. She neglected everything else in her life, locking her mind on her social media and what people thought about her, changing who she was. She poured hours everyday into studying trends and changing herself and her content to fix these trends. Eventually, her account exploded with her having nearly three thousand followers by the end of her seventh grade year. She may not be strong or smart or fast or creative but she could be what she always wanted to be. Famous. Nothing else mattered. Her problems would disappear if she was famous and her stepmother and father would finally accept her for who she was, not who they wanted her to be. Fame is all that matters. Fame is the only thing that truly makes Daphne happy. Daphne is a failure without fame. Being famous would fix everything and finally make her lovable. Her family tried to reason with her but they couldn’t understand the need Daphne had to finally be somebody independent of her family for once. She had to be different or else she wasn’t special and maybe she really was worthless. Daphne placed her entire self worth into what strangers thought of her on the internet, what could go wrong?
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