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junicult · 6 months

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!! the bachelors as fathers

contains ; sfw! sooo much fluff. fem!farmer. unnamed child. established relationships — marriage. your child is implied to be around kindergarten age. men that are good w kids hehehe. not proofread / slightly rushed in some parts. i’ll edit it later LOL.

note ; i get asks on this topic at least twice a week. i’m finally caving. here’s my birthday gift to you <3

harvey.

- he was honestly made to be a father.

- despite his taller stature, there was something about him that felt so comforting.

- if a child had walked up to him all alone, sobbing with snot down their nose, he didn’t hesitate to kneel and help them find their parent.

- soothing them, grabbing their hand and asking questions to calm them down.

- no, it wasn’t a daily occurrence but it’s definitely happened to him a couple times. and each and every time he was able to help them relax, and easily reunited them with whomever their guardian was.

- he’s good with kids. always has been.

- he probably even had a babysitting job every now and then when he was younger.

- there’s was no doubt in his mind that he wanted to have his own when he grew up. and when you just so happened to stumble into his life, marrying him with the same ideals…well.

- you obviously knew he wanted kids before you got married.

- and when you realized you wanted him to be the father of your child; was another one of those instances where you got to see just how good he was with them.

- hearing how sweet he’s always been to vincent during his doctor visits, especially when the boy was younger.

- he’s a girl dad. say what you will, but he is.

- he’ll sit at the unbelievably tiny table, cramped in the tiny chair with his knees up to his chest while he tips back the empty teacup and his pinky in the air.

- he’ll even wear the tiara.

- zero complaints.

- you and his daughter would literally be the most important things in the entire world to him. he’d do anything for you two.

- like…ugh. oh my god.

- sometimes you’d come home late, and you’d walk down the hall to hear his gentle voice animatedly in your daughters dark bedroom.

- and you’d peek in, and there he was sitting at the end of her bed, quietly reading while she sleepily listens all tucked in.

- or even times when you’d wake up in the middle of the night to an empty bed, confused.

- so you’d walk out to go find him, having no clue where the hell he was so you check your daughters bedroom,

- and well, there he is. long ass limbs tucked and haphazardly strewn about to make room for your daughter who lays next to him sleeping peacefully in her toddler bed.

- he’s not asleep (obviously), but he lays with his eyes closed until you gently creak the floorboard.

- “she had a nightmare.” is all he says, and it’s enough to make you smile.

- even though he’s already so health conscious…it only grows after you have a child.

- “did you brush your teeth? make sure to get the gums.” “a balanced breakfast is the perfect way to start the day!” he sounds like a elementary classroom poster.

- the minute someone in the house sniffles…he’s checking everyone’s temperature.

- during the winter, he’s at the door wrapping your daughter in multiple puffy coats, scarves, earmuffs, gloves, before letting her step outside.

- you’re not off the hook either, but you never bundle up the way he wishes you would.

- “why doesn’t mommy have to wear this?” she pouts while he’s helping her in her thick boots.

- “why don’t you ask her that?😊” (he’s instigating.)

- i’m telling you, girl dad.

sam.

- his own kids weren’t on his radar when you guys first started dating.

- but he’s always liked them. especially when vincent was born.

- he was that lowkey irresponsible but very responsible older brother.

- like, he’d be in his teens telling his very impressionable younger brother to say bad words and then would act shocked when he got in trouble for saying them.

- but when it came to being the oldest man in the house while their dad was away, he really showed maturity in helping jodi and being there for them.

- and while you both established a committed relationship, that one day you’d want to be married and have kids—he idealized it a bit more.

- but then again, it was still one of those things you both needed to really think and talk about before you even acted on it, especially since you got married young.

- lol i feel like jodi or marnie forced u guys to watch jas and vincent for a weekend once.

- and after how well it went, that was kinda when it clicked that you guys were ready.

- he’s both a girl dad and a boy dad.

- he’d literally jump for joy for either outcomes. he was just excited to finally be a dad after years of daydreaming of it.

- as much as i don’t wanna say it, i still feel like he’d be much better at the fun stuff then the parenting stuff.

- i just think it’s bc he thinks with his heart more then his head, and when his child is sad and pouting, he’s too sympathetic to hold his ground.

- he wouldn’t leave it all for you to do, but he’d definitely be worse at scolding if you aren’t by his side.

- like, she colored all over the walls or something. his initial reaction would be to freak out and find a way to clean it before you’d find out (he doesn’t wanna add more work to your busy day), but then he’d scold.

- “no, don’t do that. wall, bad. paper, good. understand? nod if you understand,” …well he’s trying.

- then you’d come home to see him scrubbing the walls while your child blissfully doodles in her coloring book on the floor beside him.

- if he had a son, he’d have a little bit of practice from those few years where he babysat vince.

- lol, there’s a lot of features your son would inherit between the two of you.

- but personality wise…your son is definitely a mini-sam.

- and imagine one day, it’s the early stages of spring so sam’s typical allergies start to act up.

- you’ve always known how to handle him when he gets really sick. but picture your red-nosed, leaky-eyed husband standing behind you while you rummage through the medicine cabinet,

- and all of a sudden you hear a familiar sniffle from down the hall.

- you just freeze, slowly turning to face sam who’s making the same face that you are. until he starts to laugh.

- yeah. so now here you are, both of your boys snuggled in bed with the same sickly look, mumbling about how grateful they are that you’re there to care for them.

- and here’s the thing. if your son is sam’s mini-me…then i can assure you you’re stuck with two of the clingiest boys by your side.

shane.

- he never really thought he’d get a loving, happy family of his own.

- but he definitely daydreamed of it in times when he really just wanted an escape.

- he was always the best with jas.

- he doesn’t necessarily treat her like his daughter. but it’s not like she gives him any reason to.

- he doesn’t treat her like a child, per say. just kind of like another person. probably bc of their trauma bond lol

- he cares for her like an older brother cares for his little sister.

- so even though he has jas in his life, someone he cares for so strongly, he still doesn’t think of himself as being a good father.

- when he met you though, and you were so reassuring and sweet, that thought definitely changed.

- it went from him seeing a life alone, to pondering a family of his own.

- when he finally had the motivation to clean himself up, it approached a couple years since he’s been sober and it was definitely in the forefront of his mind to start a family with you.

- i also think of him as a girl dad. i can’t picture him as a boy dad at all not even gonna lie 😭

- like he’d be the kind of dad that would dress as the supporting character in your daughter’s favorite movie for halloween (spirits eve wtvr)

- also the kind of dad that’d join in on tea parties as well, just with the most plain look on his face despite him not minding being there.

- also…let me tell you there would be a whole inside joke swear jar thing in ur house.

- when your daughter was old enough to decipher what words were “good” and “bad,” the swear jar became very important.

- i think it started when you were pregnant.

- “ah fuck, i think i cooked this wrong. damnit.” he’d mumble.

- “we should probably stop saying those before the baby comes.” you hum, and he looks at you all confused.

- “saying what?” bc they’re in his daily vocabulary to the point where he forgets they’re “inappropriate.”

- so there came the swear jar. and every now and then it’d be a little inside joke when he swore, you’d look at him like, “drop a dollar in the jar😁”

- and when you’d say one, he was so petty matching your exact tone and smile.

- your daughter just grew up with it. it became an even bigger inside joke when you were all sitting at the kitchen table one night, he leans in to take a bite of food and, “shit! that’s hot.”

- before you even said anything your daughter smiles exactly like you would, “that’s a dollar in the swear jar, daddy.”

- ur both STUNNED. and also very proud in a sense.

- you just burst out laughing while he tries to think of a counter, but really, he’s too amused to even say anything back (thus drops a dollar in the jar!)

- 😓😓he’d be the sweetest when it came to his daughter all sad about something.

- no matter what it was. even if she as much as scrapes her knee, he would be so affectionate.

- he’s not the “walk it off” kind of dad.

- if she came to him sobbing, he’d immediately calm her down by picking her up and propping her on the couch, searching for the stuff you use for wounds in the cabinets.

- “it’s okay, you’re okay. it was just a little scrape, you won’t even feel it tomorrow.”

- and he’s wiping her tears, pressing a kiss to her forehead before going into the freezer and getting her ice cream (before dinner😨) saying, “don’t tell mommy, okay?”

- although you try finish up work early enough to tuck your daughter in bed, sometimes you end up running late.

- so uh…shane sometimes forgets to put her to bed, and of course she’s not gonna say anything!!! bedtime is a child’s worst nightmare!

- and usually when that happens, you’d end up coming home to the sight of the two of them, knocked out sharing the same blanket on the couch, cuddled up together while the tv’s still on.

- and when that happens, well, you find it a little hard to take that sight away.

sebastian.

- girl dad. sorry i just had to start with it.

- maybe i could see him with a son, but honestly…no i can’t.

- but i’m not gonna lie to you,

- for a while i feel like he didn’t want kids. not really at least.

- he’d think about them and it was always a nice idea, until he really thought about it and all the mess that babies come with lol.

- plus at the point in his life when you two met, he just wasn’t ready. for a while at least.

- when you talked about it, the topic of children was only on the table. you knew you wanted them, just not yet.

- it took a good handful of years before you actively started trying.

- even though he was prepared during your pregnancy, i feel like it didn’t hit him he was a father until after ur baby was born.

- he fell in love. swear.

- like…that tiny, wrinkly little lump was his. he helped make that. and not only was it his but it was also the woman he loves’.

- it took him a while to get into the system of it all when it came to caring for the baby. i’m talking changing diapers, feeding, burping, things like that.

- but when he was left alone with her, he was kinda in his own little world. he could hold her all day and never get tired.

- and that was a concept so crazy to him bc he didn’t get that kind of love from a father growing up.

- which is exactly why i feel like he’d actually be such a great dad.

- he could be stern when he needed to be, but never strict.

- “eat your greens,” kinda dad LMAO. especially if you were the one to make them.

- when she’d come up to him with the messiest doodle of your little family on a piece of paper, he’d think of it as a masterpiece.

- he’s not very expressive tho LOL like he’d look at the drawing and only smile, a little “thank you,” in a sweet tone.

- that’s just how he is lol. on the inside he’s sobbing.

- it would always end up on the fridge.

- he spends a lot of time at home.

- which results in a lot of time he spends with your daughter, even while he’s doing his own thing on his computer working.

- but nearly every day he was greeted with a, “daddy, can we go somewhere? what’s mommy doing?” and depending on where you were, he’d help get her shoes on and take her out on a walk to go find you.

- she got her outdoorsy side from you, that’s for sure. but because she needs a guardian, he’s gotten much more used to being outside.

- it was often you’d be working on your crops outside, wiping sweat from your forehead & turn around to your daughter eagerly wanting to help.

- now, this is not to say that your relationship w sebastian was poor before you had your daughter, i’m not saying that at all,

- but because of her adventurous personality, and clinginess to the both of you—your bond grew even more.

- “she wanted to see you.” he’d sheepishly smile, leaning to press a kiss to your forehead while you both turn and watch her feed the chickens.

- “didn’t you have that website to finish?”

- “…okay i wanted to see you too.”

alex.

- absolutely wanted a family. holy shit there’s zero doubt in my mind.

- he’s kinda wanted a more traditional household, probably based on the ideals he grew up with.

- but he absolutely didn’t mind you being the breadwinner. he honestly enjoyed it much more.

- he’d spend hours daydreaming about living on the farm with you. carrying one child on his shoulders and holding the other’s hand while guiding them around the town’s fair.

- and lowkey, i feel like one of his favorite topics of conversation was discussing how your children would be raised lol

- talking in bed at night like, “i think our son would be a gridball fan. maybe even grow up to be a player himself.” while he sighs longingly.

- which also ties into me believe he’s a boy dad. you know he is.

- i definitely feel like he’d have a boy and a girl. it’s his dream.

- he’d be fine with two boys or two girls but when he daydreamed about his future, it was always you, your son & your daughter.

- it’s just once again the traditional picture of a household and even though i don’t really think he’s that old fashioned after he met you, i still believe he’d want 2 kids.

- he would seriously daydream it all the time. the months of your pregnancy, when you found out it was a boy he really saw his future fitting like a puzzle piece.

- after a couple years, your son (who may i add was literally his mini-me) got a bit older, you both discussed it was time for another.

- and when you found out it was a girl…god. i definitely think he cried, disagree all you want.

- he’s such a caring dad. i believe he wants the best for his children, and he knows what it was like to be neglected so i can never imagine him being like that.

- first of all, you already know every single day of the summer he’s bringing them down to the beach.

- packing a bag, (that takes him halfway through the day before he realized he forgot towels) propping up beach chairs & an umbrella for shade.

- he’s never opposed to a good sand castle. especially when he remembers to bring the little molds that help with the foundation.

- kneels in the shallow end, standing close to his kids when they want to swim.

- and he’s always a fan of recapping it with you at the end of the day.

- “tell mommy what you found at the beach,” he ushers, bouncing your daughter on his hip while your son eagerly begins.

- i feel like after having children, not only is he a good dad, but he becomes an even better husband to you.

- he just loves how hard you work for him and your family, so you can bet on mother’s day, or your birthday, he’ll be all about making it special for you.

- all of them wake up earlier then you, making breakfast (well, watching him make breakfast) before they put it all on a plate and deliver it to you in bed.

- ur the kind of parents that other parents are jealous of, y’know?

- he’s just so in love with you, and the kids you made. it makes him love you even more.

elliott.

- he’s always wanted kids. he would find himself daydreaming, even when he was in his early twenties, about one day raising a child with the person he loves.

- when he met you was the start of his writing career.

- at that point, it was a little underwhelming, which was the perfect opportunity to get start a relationship with you.

- you were both fairly busy, but the thing about his job was he could lounge in your cottage while you were off working,

- and when you were able to spare a few minutes, you could stop in and see him.

- while your relationship progressed, you began the discussion of getting married and having children one day.

- it just so happened to be right when his career was taking off when you finally settled into your lives together.

- which postponed trying for a little while, but eventually you were able to.

- lol, i’m gonna say it;

- without a DOUBT a girl dad.

- oh my god he would daydream of having a little you running around, tuft red hair with your sweet smile.

- and with how melodramatic he is, imagine that projected onto your daughter LMAO.

- if you couldn’t find him in his typical writing room sometimes, all u had to do was walk to your daughters room where he propped up his own little desk.

- just so he could be near her.

- he also is just entranced at all times, he loves holding her, just looking at her.

- he’s extremely helpful.

- for the most part, he was always immediate to react if your newborn needed something. the second she’s cry, he was up on his feet telling you to stay put.

- he’s just very understanding with how busy you are, and he never minded spending more time with his daughter.

- if it was the middle of the night, and she needed something, he’d always shake his head to you pushing off your blankets, whispering, “i got it, my love. go back to sleep, i’m sure she’s fine.”

- especially on days where he knows you’re particularly stressed, he’s not letting you lift a finger.

- anyways, it carried on when your daughter got older, too.

- she’d walk in all, “mommy, i threw up,” & he was on his feet to help before you even registered what happened.

- he’s just always been fantastic help.

- one of his favorite things to do is read to her.

- similar to harvey, except ten times more.

- he’s acting out each part, using different voices for different characters, making a grand show of it all just to hear his daughter giggle.

- it’s become a habit every night, and since you’re typically busy most evenings, it’s often you’ll come in to find him mid-storytelling.

- even if you intend on reading to her, you always end up stopping to let him finish. he’s so entertaining with it that even you’re interested in this plot line for 2 year olds.

- he’ll never skip this routine.

- and when he kisses her goodnight, he tucks her in, pushes her hair from her forehead and bends down to plant a soft kiss.

- “goodnight, sweetheart. sweet dreams.” he always says.

- he’s gentle with you, he’s even gentler with her.

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bunnie-online · 6 months

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nobody's son, nobody's daughter {A.S.}

getting into an argument with ani & your parental issues are brought up

warnings: NO SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT BUT MY BLOG IS 18+ ONLY. hurt/comfort, parental issues lol, crying, Anakin is lowkey mean i’m sorry ✋🏽😔, not accurate SW lore, one use of ‘y/n’, d3ath mention.

Anakin was so done with today. it was friday afternoon and he had just endured 8 hours of training and then a 2 hour meeting with the Jedi Council where he was scolded for a rash decision he made on his most recent mission. to say Anakin was frustrated was the understatement of the century.

you weren’t having a great day either, it was your fathers birthday. he had left you and your mother to start a new family when you were in your early teens. shortly after that your mother spiraled into depression and had tossed you out. you escaped to Coruscant and happened to be found by Master Windu who took you under his wing.

the weeks of what used to be important family events were always difficult. especially birthdays. you couldn’t wait to curl up into your boyfriend’s arms and feel the weight of the day melt away.

Anakin made his way to your quarters, wanting to do the same. his walk was all a blur until he reached your door. Anakin walked into your apartment ready to collapse into you. he found you curled up on the couch, looking forlorn.

“hey, angel. what’s wrong?” his voice soft and obviously sullen. you lift your head, your face tear stained. “oh it’s just my dads birthday..” you trail off. Anakin sighed. “oh that again.” he sounded slightly annoyed.

granted you’ve been sulking about this all week, but you had a right to. you missed normalcy, you missed coming home from school on your father’s birthday and giving him handmade cards you crafted so carefully. you missed the delicious birthday dinner your mother made and hiding his gifts behind your back, making him guess what it was. you missed sitting on his lap and helping him blow out his candles after singing to him loudly and in between giggles. it sickens you to think about his new children doing all of those things you thought we sacred to him, just as they were to you.

“what does that mean?” you ask, getting defensive. “nothing, angel.” he corrected his tone, realizing what he had done. “no. what did you mean by that?” you doubled down, standing up and walking closer to him. “again? again?! oh i’m sorry that i’m mourning my family.” you cross your arms over your chest, rolling your eyes.

Anakin scoffs. “you have to be kidding. it just slipped out i didn’t even mean it like that.” he steps closer to you. “obviously you meant something, Anakin. you wouldn’t have said anything otherwise.” your eyes threw daggers into his. “angel, can we just drop it? i had a long day i just wanna relax.” he reaches his hand out to touch your arm. you pull back harshly. “darling, come on.”

“no! you have the audacity to tell me to ignore a comment like that?! really?!” your voice gaining volume. Anakin pressed his palm against his forehead, his anger building. “love, i didn’t even mea-“ he starts. “don’t even try to throw that shit at me again.” you interrupt him.

“you aren’t the only one without parents, y/n!!” he yells. you jump back. Anakin had never yelled at you before. “i held my mother as she passed away after not seeing her for ten. years! you aren’t the only one mourning!”

you were too shocked to speak, but your face said everything. after what felt like an eternity, Anakin’s face softened, he realized what had came out of his mouth. “angel…baby…i am- i am so sor-.” “don’t.” you interrupt him again. “i know- i know i’m not the only one mourning. i know you don’t have parents either but i still supported you. i held you after every nightmare, flashback, anxiety attack, everything. i still do.” your voice cracked often as you choked down tears.

“if you were annoyed with my sulking, you could’ve shut it out like you do to me every time something bothers you.” you started walking past him, he tried to grab you by your bicep. “get the fuck away from me, Anakin.” you state coldly, his eyes widen. you’ve never spoken to him in that way. you push past him and walk out of your own apartment.

Anakin stood there, not only shocked at your actions but also his. he’s always been so caring not matter how his day went, he always held space for you. and you held space for him. the tears welling up in his eyes finally spilt over, his usually stoic face contorted as he cried.

you stormed out to the garden, finding a bench in a secluded area. you sat there and cried for what seemed like forever. you cried until your head throbbed and your lungs were sore.

Anakin had to make this right, he couldn’t leave you like this. the sound of leaves crunching behind you nearly scared you out of your skin.

Anakin placed a blanket over your shoulders before sitting down next to you. “angel. i am so sorry. truly. this week was exhausting and i have no right to take it out on you.” he wraps one of his arms around you and you melt into his warmth. “i forgive you, Ani. and i’m sorry too. i know you’re also grappling with your own feelings. i never meant to appear selfish.”

“i love you, my angel.” his plants a kiss on your temple. “i love you too, Ani.”

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this was my first time writing hurt/comfort pls don’t bully meeee

~bunnie

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serialadoptersbracket · 2 months

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Round 2, Match 1: Ogai Mori vs. Pascal

Submitted kids:

Ogai Mori: Uhhhh let’s go with Dazai and Chuuya. It gets complicated to figure out the adoption status of everyone else

Pascal: Village children

Propaganda under the cut!

Ogai Mori:

"Alright so Mori is a shady criminal underworld doctor who’s out here treating /looking after the sick boss of the Port Mafia. During this time he runs into this kid who tried to kill himself and treats him (because he’s a doctor and that’s what he does). This kid (Dazai) is HIGHLY suicidal and will Not Stop trying to kill himself. So Mori’s like “ok stick with me real quick” and takes him to visit the mafia boss. While they’re there Mori kills the boss and tells Dazai that’s he’s the only witness and the story they’ll tell is that the boss died of natural causes and made Mori his heir.

So the plan works and now Mori’s the mafia boss, plus he’s looking after this very suicidal teen on the side. Meanwhile someone (Chuuya) is out there single-handedly destroying the entire mafia. So Mori looks into it on his own and goes “oh that’s a teenager! Around the same age as my boy! Imma capture him and force them to be friends! :)” So he does, but they (Chuuya and Dazai) HATE each other. Absolutely despise each other’s very existence. So Mori’s like “well if I force them to work together forever, then they’ll HAVE to get along!!”

Anyway his two boys become the most powerful duo in the canon lore of this animanga.

Eventually Dazai leaves the mafia because his friend dies while doing mafia work. Very tragic, Mori still talks to him like he’s his estranged son that he wants a relationship with. Mori and Chuuya don’t interact much in the main manga but in all the bonus material he’s definitely very parental to him. Specifically the aquarium side story from mayoi— sure that was a job but iirc he kept telling Chuuya to relax and just enjoy going on a fun aquarium trip."

Pascal:

"not putting all of his lore here bc of the pg-13 rule but he's this robot who is the sweetest guy imaginable, he is pretty smart cares a lot for his kids (again, cant get TOO into that but he is v/ protective of them) and also is a pacifist who rlly just peace between the androids & machines even tho thats pretty fucking difficult (he even is an ally to the android resistance and trades w/ them frequently!)

from his unit data (because im Bad at describing things lol):

""A pacifist machine lifeform that despises conflict and strives endlessly for peace with humanity. This unit possesses incredible intelligence, as well as a deep interest in the history of both humans and machines."""

#mori ogai #ogai mori #bungou stray dogs #bungou sd #nier automata #nier #drakenier #nier pascal #serial adopters bracket #round 2 #tumblr polls #poll bracket #character poll #tumblr tournament #tumblr tourney #tournament poll

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the-dumpster-fire-of-life · 11 months

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HEYY AGAINN! So, more platonic modern Bill hcs cause I have such a soft spot for them lol. Can you do one where reader is his kid (teen) and they're kinda bad at school? Like disrespecting teachers, not doing work yknow, but they're actually just acting like this cause they're stressed and unmotivated and teachers are dicks?? If ur comfortable with it male reader but if not gn :)

(Hello! So sorry this took so long but I hope you enjoy!)

Modern!Bill Kaulitz x Son!Reader

I feel like at first he would be very confused

Probably because you were never like this before and he wanted to see what was going on

He tries to get you to talk to him about it but if you're one not to talk he didn't get much

He didn't want to make you upset so he left it alone for a little while

I feel like he was the parent to always try and help you with school

Or was very involved in your academic career as you grow up

But as you start decreasing with your academics no doubt he is worried

Especially when your grades get bad and he just wants you to be able to graduate or move up

He raised you to be respectful, honest, and kind

So when you started disrespecting teachers he was shocked

Or surprised at least

And you still wouldn't tell him so he thought it was just a bad attitude at first

Especially when he started getting notified you didn't do work and your attitude lasted in school also

He was disappointed and probably grounded you because he didn't know the full story

Not for your grades but for being disrespectful as he didn't know Abt ur teachers yet btw

He thought it was just a teen thing, something he, Tom, Gustav and Georg all went through

He kept coming to you and telling you, reassuring you to tell him and he would understand

And if you did, great

If you didn't he still found out some other way

He found out it's because of your stress, unmotivation and your teachers are straight up dicks

He feels a little guilty he didn't notice or know sooner

He vowed to be a good dad to you and no he feels like he failed a little with helping you

He feels so sorry your stressed

He knows what it feels like to be stressed out, as he always was when he was your age and everything going on in his life

He wouldn't pressure you but he would like you to just take some time and relax for a little while

Or he would help you get your mind off of things

With your unmotivation he doesn't really know what to do about that unless you tell him something specifically

He just doesn't know because he had a lot of that growing up, but he had to deal so he never really confronted that head on

When your teachers are dicks he may have a few words with them and thel principle

How dare they treat his child like that he says

He either has you switched, gets the teacher to leave you tf alone or he has them "take" a hike without that paycheck

After he started helping you with your schoolwork as much as you liked

Probably ends with you both crying over math homework

But it's fine as you guys get food to celebrate getting an equation right

If your teachers still mess with you in class just call him

The teachers phone rings the second you hang up and you can hear the yelling

Your dad picks you up early a lot now too

Schools stressful but nothing compared to being picked up by your dad and uncles for the day

He's always the dad when you do something in school or sneak off and he gets called in he's like

"Do you have evidence of this?"

He's your #1 alibi even if you were in Mexico and your uncle's are sitting shotgun istg

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Hi Karizard! Just finished reading Clueless Teens in like … two sittings - it’s legit the best school caste au fic I’ve come across, i love it so much. I know Eremika is the main focus but holy shit ur Aruani is! So sweet! 😭 Would you ever consider writing more Aruani stuff in the future?

Aw, thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it! I tend to include Aruani as a side ship in my longer fics. They feature in Anamnesis but I didn't tag them as a ship because they do not have a happy ending together and it's pretty much just solid angst between them throughout lol.

I'm still working on finishing my single parents au wip, but Aruani are the other couple in it. They, of course, don't show up as much as Eremika, but they are in it and they deal with changes to their relationship due to becoming new parents.

I'm going to share a little snippet, as a treat (also, I'm chomping at the bit to get this finished and posted, so I want very badly to share scenes and whatnot).

Here, Armin and Annie bring their baby on his first outing, meeting up with Eren, Mikasa, and their kids at the playground.

BEGIN SCENE!

Annie made sure Alexander was secure in his sling while Armin grabbed the diaper bag and slung it over his shoulder.

"Is he okay in there?" he fretted. "You're sure he won't fall out or smother?"

"Maybe the sling wasn't a good idea…" said Annie, looking up at the other families occupying the playground near Eren and Mikasa’s houses. "Maybe bringing him out at all wasn't a good idea…"

She bit her lip and glanced over towards where Eren and Mikasa were watching their kids play. Mason was running back and forth across the play structure’s bridge, doing spin kicks at each landing, while Adriana squealed and hollered because Eren was wiping her nose when she wanted to play. She had been a snotty, coughing mess all morning, he’d warned them, adding, “But don’t worry. The doctor said she’s not contagious, just gross.”

So maybe Adri wasn't an infection risk, but what about all these other kids? Annie held Alexander protectively against her body. He made a grunting sound, bobbing his fists and looking up at her. She glanced down at him just in time to see his face screw up and relax as he farted. Her heart swelled. "We're going to bring you home so none of these rowdy little shits can get you sick," she cooed.

Alexander grunted again, not comprehending but pleased to be part of the conversation.

"Armin, we're going," said Annie.

"Sounds good!" said Armin, opening the car door he had just closed and stowing the diaper bag back inside.

Across the park lawn, Mikasa smacked Eren's arm and pointed at them.

"Ope!" he said, setting Adri free and jogging across the grass to the Arlerts. "Don't even think about it!" he said, stopping next to them. "You told us you were going crazy stuck at home. Now that the baby has his shots and it’s warming up, it's time for you two to get out of the house. He’ll be fine. You don’t need to keep him in a bubble."

"Look," said Armin. "I know it probably seems like we're being excessive to you, but you don't know what it's like having a child with medical issues."

Eren gaped at him. “Seriously?”

"What?" said Armin. "You don't."

"My kid literally can't breathe without daily steroids and gets bronchitis multiple times a year," said Eren, his eyebrows dropping into a dangerous line across his face. "What is Alexander's chronic illness?"

Armin averted his eyes.

"Sorry. I didn't hear you. What was it again?" said Eren. He was in a far worse mood than usual.

"Nothing," grumbled Armin. "The doctor gave him a clean bill of health.”

“Oh!” said Eren. “How interesting!”

“But his immune system is still immature so we have to be careful with him,” Armin persisted.

Eren held up his hands. "Fine. But if you keep sheltering him from everything like this, Alexander is going to turn out like you," he warned.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Armin demanded. "My parents did a great job!"

Annie reached past him to open the car door and get the diaper bag back out. “I guess a little fresh air and sunshine wouldn’t hurt.”

Armin turned to look at her, the betrayal evident all over his face.

"I love you so much, baby," she said. "Just the way you are."

"That's not really what it seems like right now!" said Armin.

"No, really!" said Annie. "You're so intelligent and handsome and talented!"

"But?" said Armin, folding his arms.

"No buts," said Annie, heading towards Mikasa. "It's just that my dad didn't coddle me at all and I'm much less…"

"Much less what?" said Armin, scowling and chasing after her.

"Um... Prissy," said Annie.

“We are talking more about this at home,” said Armin.

“Yes, dear,” said Annie.

“Tan I see the baby?” Adri squealed as soon as she noticed the Arlerts had finally joined them, chugging down the play structure steps as fast as her little legs could carry her and wiping her snot on her pudgy wrist.

Annie closed her eyes, took a deep, stabilizing breath and kneeled down so Adri could see Alexander.

“Hello little Aleskander!” Adri said, then sneezed in his face, spraying him in spit.

Alexander gasped, his eyes popping open wide and his arms flinging out to his sides. “Oh, god…” groaned Annie.

Armin glared at Eren.

“Sorry little guy! I promise she’s not contagious,” said Eren, snatching his backpack from the ground and pulling out a pack of wipes. Alexander’s fists were bopping a mile a minute. His run-in with Adri had been very exciting. Eren held out the pack of wipes for Annie and she extracted one, using it to clean her son’s face while he aired his grievances in a thin wail. He was no longer enjoying his grand adventure now that it included being subjected to torture.

“He’s crying,” Mason observed, skipping toward them to see the new baby. “Maybe he’s hungry. Mom, can I have a snack?”

“Tan I have one, too?” said Adri.

“I might have something,” said Mikasa. She hadn’t packed anything besides her and Mason’s lunches because they were going to be eating so soon but she might have a bag of chips or a protein bar in her purse that the kids could split.

“I’ll give Aleskander his bottle,” Adri said, putting her hands on her hips and inspecting the baby with an officious nod. “I’s going to take very good care of him.”

Mason grabbed his hair. “You know what? I can’t take it anymore, Adriana!” he shouted. “It’s I’m! Not I’s! You are saying it wrong! You say everything wrong! How can you be so dumb?”

"Mason!" said Mikasa.

Adriana’s face twisted with rage and she punched him.

“Ow!” Mason yelped. “She hit me!”

“Adriana May Jaeger!” Eren barked.

“I think she gave me internal bleeding,” Mason moaned, doubling over and clutching his stomach.

“He said I’s dumb!” Adriana howled.

“I’m,” Mason screeched. “You’re supposed to say I’m! Did you learn to talk at upside-down school?”

“I’s! Too! Little! For! Stool!” Adriana shrieked, punching him again.

“My organs!” Mason wailed.

“Kids with busted organs don’t get to play at the playground,” said Mikasa, sifting through her giant bag with greater urgency. Maybe if their mouths were occupied with chewing, the kids would stop screaming at each other. “Kids with busted organs have to go to the hospital.”

Mason eyed her, then straightened with theatrical uncertainty, patting his abdomen. “Hey! It doesn’t hurt anymore! ” he said as if he were as shocked by the news as any of them. “I’m okay!”

“A miracle,” said Mikasa.

END SCENE!

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sublimecatgalaxy · 2 years

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hiiii i’m a new follower, and i love your fics! thanks for writing them <3 and i have a fic idea, could you please write about derek hale falling for mccall!reader (she could be scott’s sister or aunt, up to you), if not then you can ignore this! i don’t want to force you to do something <3

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Love love love. I NEVER get teen wolf requests so this makes me so happy lol. Also thank you so much for your kind words.. they mean the world to me.

"Please tell me you're kidding." Scott groans, averting his eyes as I quickly collect my clothes, clutching the sheet to my chest as Derek glares at the two boys standing in the loft doorway.

"Holy shit-dude he's banging your sister." Stiles gasps with a screeched laugh, grasping onto the front of Scott's shirt as my brother grunts, his red eyes flashing briefly as I slip my dress on over my head, tossing Derek's shirt directly at his face as he scoffs.

"Alright, how about you two learn the important lesson of knocking or calling or anything that gives me a heads up that dumb and dumber are stopping by." Mortified, I clutch my head in my hands, embarrassed beyond belief that my own brother caught me in an interesting position (literally) with someone who's been his friend forever.

"Am I dumb or dumber-" Stiles starts but Scott is quick to cut him off, shoving him with annoyance.

"Stiles!" He groans as Stiles raises his hand in surrender, stepping back from Scott as he seethes.

"Right, sorry- carry on." I send Stiles a sad smile as he scratches at the back of his neck, leaning against the wall as Scott steps towards Derek. The two of them are both angry for very different reasons; Scott, because I'm his sister and god forbid I do adult things with other adults, but Derek's more angry about the fact that he was violated in his own home while spending time with someone important to him.

"Scott, I'm a grown adult, I'm six years older than you. You do not need to parent me on who I'm with." I laugh tiredly, watching as his eyebrows sore upwards, his finger pointing at Derek with conviction.

"Oh, so you're with him?" Derek curses under his breath as he sits back down on the edge of his bed, annoyed and frustrated as I laugh.

"I've been with him for months! You're just too dense to see it- oh my god." My anger turns into a fit of giggles, so baffled by the fact that, as perceptive as Scott and Stiles are, they never figured this out.

Derek and I have been sneaking away from pack meetings for months, going on mysterious trips out of town to 'gain insight on different packs' and we conveniently arrive everywhere at the same time. My mother even knows, so does Peter, so does Malia; but it seems like these two who are staring at us are the only two yet to figure it out.

"This actually kind of makes sense." Stiles pipes up, catching all of our attention as he steps further into the loft with a stutter. "I mean, Scotty, they're always together, r-right? I mean, you guys always pair up together, you have weird inside jokes, you actually laugh around her." I smile fondly at the observation, my head tilting to look over at my boyfriend as he nods simply, looking down at his feet to hide his bashful smile.

"For once, Stiles, thank you." I huff, turning to Scott once more as he mellows out, his fists unclenching and jaw relaxing a bit as he sighs.

"I still can't believe this is happening- do you get how embarrassing this is." Scott whines and my brows lift, shocked by how any of this is embarrassing for anyone but Derek and I given the predicament they walked in on.

"Embarrassing? That your sister is dating the town hottie?" My thumb points over to Derek as he scoffs, reaching over to shove me as I giggle, shrugging. "Here I was thinking you'd be proud." The shit-eating grin on my face does not falter as Stiles raises a hesitant hand from behind Scott.

"I'm a little proud." Stiles's support makes Derek smile, after the years of constantly giving him shit and pushing him around, it's nice to see the two agree on at least one thing. Even if that thing is me.

"See, be more like Stiles." Derek claps his hands and I groan, knowing that this isn't going to be good.

"Be more like-" I step between Derek and Scott quickly as Scott takes a quick, threatening step forward, his eyes flashing once more as I hold a hand to his chest. My eyes are testing as I stand like a lioness protecting her man, my jaw gritted as Scott glares down at me.

"Let's stop the who's dick is bigger contest, we already know how this goes. I'm with Derek, end of discussion. I don't need your permission or your support. If you're going to be a child then leave." My head nods towards the door as I fold my arms over my chest, watching as Scott shrugs.

"I'll tell mom."

"Mom knows and she's very happy." He groans at the grin on my face, peeking around me to stare at Derek.

"You realize if you hurt her, I'll have to kill you." Scott's brotherly protectiveness partially warms my heart but the threats don't exactly sit well with me as my head cranes to look back at Derek with a bored look.

"Won't hurt her so you don't have worry about that." Derek tugs me down next to him as his arm secures itself around my shoulder, his lips pressing a gentle kiss to my temple. "Now, please, get out."

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enchxanting · 8 days

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our love is god [ethan landry x reader] pt. 10

read part 9 here || all parts

pairing: ethan landry x fem!reader

warnings: slight violence, blood, murderous fantasies, and obsessive behavior

a/n: that awkward moment when you go to college and forget how to write fic. lol <3. here you go, im getting back into it so just a short chapter.

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Dear Diary,

FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK!

How the hell could I let this happen? What the fuck?

How does fighting with your best friend turn into triple homicide? How does getting a boyfriend make you an accomplice? A few weeks ago I was a girl with a crush, and now my teen angst bullshit has a body count.

I didn’t sleep last night. Ethan dragged me out of the house into his car. I was shaking the whole time. It didn’t feel real. We were speeding back to my house, swinging wildly around corners, and I remembered the way Mindy’s sliced throat bubbled with blood. I threw up all over myself and the passenger seat of Ethan’s car. That only scared me more. I thought he’d pull over and kill me right then, he seemed so manic, but he only glanced over and laughed. Fucking laughed.

That wasn’t even the sickest thing, though. He finally got to my house and I went to get out of the car, but he grabbed my arm and pulled me back so hard I thought he’d dislocate it. He didn’t say anything, but his expression was so terrifying I got the message: don’t say shit.

My parents barely noticed when I came home. They didn’t even realize I’d been out. Typical. My boyfriend killed the only people who cared if I lived or died. Except him, of course.

The sick thing is that I can’t forget that sweet, shy boy from the cafeteria. Whenever I see him it’s like I shut down. Like a deer in headlights. I’ve got no control over myself when I’m with Ethan. He brought me to his place, again. Just showed up in his car. I thought it was better to do what he wanted.

Thank god no school tomorrow.

Y/N

As soon as I close my diary, I feel a familiar presence behind my shoulders. I tense as he wraps his arms around my neck.

“Relax, Y/N,” Ethan says. “It’s like you saw a ghost.”

I’m still scared shitless by him, but his comment makes me so mad that I push him off and rise from the living-room couch. “What the fuck, Ethan?”

His mouth widens into a toothy grin. “A little dark humor, sorry. Just trying to lighten your mood.”

I don’t give him the satisfaction of a response. He rolls his eyes and flops onto the couch. “So, who’s next? Should we kill Anika? Could be another suicide thing– not much to live for after your girlfriend and her brother and his kinda-girlfriend bite it. Or maybe Sam? She’s the reason you were even at Tara’s place that morning, after all.”

My blood runs cold. I open my mouth to say something, but the door slams. “Jesus, kids, you’re sure making a lot of fucking noise.”

Ethan’s dad waltzes in, smiling ear to ear. His shirt is partially unbuttoned and his hair and tie are askew. Sergeant Bailey smells like cigars, and I wrinkle my nose before I can stop myself.

Ethan rolls his eyes. “Celebrating, dad?”

The sarge pretends not to notice Ethan’s tone. “As a matter of fact, yes. We investigated and intercepted a pretty high-level bomb threat today. The captain took us out to celebrate. Still an asshole, though. I should be doing his job.”

“Bomb threat?”

“Yeah. A gnarly one, too. Some office building in the east of town. They put a Norwegian in the boiler room and a bunch of thermals upstairs that were gonna be set off after. Luckily the bomb squad got there before the clock reached zero. The captain…”

He keeps chattering about the details of his day and his “fucking idiot” of a boss, but it all fades out when Ethan gets that look in his eye again. I know this one: it’s the same look from the funeral. His eyes are stony. He’s forming a plan.

I can’t be in this house any more. I feel myself run out the door, and I almost make it to the street before a tight grip fastens itself around my waist. I kick and yell but to no avail. Ethan tightens his grip around me and kisses me, muffling my screams. I’m so claustrophobic, I can hardly breathe.

As he deepens this kiss, I do the only thing I can think of: I bite his lip, hard. He yelps and lets me go, and we both fall back onto the grass. He brings his hand down from his mouth, and I can see a trickle of blood on his fingers. “Cute, Y/N. Very fucking cute.”

“Leave me alone. We’re done. Whatever this thing is, it’s over.”

He grins, and there’s blood in his teeth. “You can’t bring them back. You’ve got to know that.”

I feel hot tears welling up. “I’m not trying to bring back anything, you psycho, except maybe myself.”

His face hardens. “I love you, Y/N. I love you a whole fucking lot. I’ve made that pretty clear. And you know what I can do. To anyone. For you. To you. So you’ll be back.”

His threat makes my head spin. I scramble back towards the road. For a second, I think he’s going to follow me, but he makes no move to get up.

When I hit cement, I turn on my heels and run. The sting of the wind burns my tear-tracked cheeks, but I don’t stop or slow until I’m safely upstairs in my bedroom with the door locked.

Dear Diary,

Am I going to homecoming, or hell?

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jackyjango · 1 year

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What are some of your cherik as parents headcanons?

Hello @cinimionroll ! Thank you so much for this as! :D

Here are some of the head canons I have for cherik as parents:

- Charles would be the strict one- KIDS, YOU SHOULD EAT YOUR GREENS, DRINK YOUR MILK AND BE NICE TO ONE AND OTHER. Erik would be totally chill- He’d make the kids pancakes on demand, sneak in a few chocolates into their diet, and replace milk with soda cans now and then.

-Charles would opt to take the kids out to museums or parks- It’s educative and recreational at once. Erik would definitely think that such trips are boring and take the kids out to theme parks and permit them to go on roller coaster rides much to the fury of Charles. Charles: “What were you thinking taking them on roller coaster rides, Erik? Do you know how dangerous they could be?” Erik: “Relax, Charles. It’s not like I can’t control them.” Charles: “They’re FIVE for crying out loud!”

- Charles would not have it if the children missed out on their homework or lag behind on their studies. Erik on the other hand would be: meh...

When it comes to the teens and the older mutants of the house:

-Charles wouldn’t allow them to drink (because they’re underage, dammit!) or drive without a learner’s license and all. Erik distracts Charles (winks winks nudge nudge) when the kids want to go out drinking or raid the liquor cabinet. He’ll even let the teens take out his car or his motorbike for a spin now and then.

-Charles doesn't approve of the kids swearing. Erik would swear with them (much to Charles' despair)

-Charles would be the one the kids would go to for guidance and moral support. Erik would be the one the kids go to when they’ve fucked something up and they’re too scared to tell Charles about it. Erik would then go and fix whatever the kids screwed up. They’d all tell Charles... eventually.

But Erik would be strict with them when it comes to their trainings and exercises. He'd be a strict master on the grounds and push them till they'd fall. But he'd also be there to pick them up and help them start again.

Erik would call them brats or idiots or cockroaches and what not. He'd pretend that he doesn't care about them. ('I don't care about those brats, Charles! They're your kids, not mine', he'd say) But he isn't fooling Charles, or anyone for that matter, because everyone knows how he feels about the kids. There's one thing that's common to both Charles and Erik when it concerns to the kids: that both are supremely overprotective of them.

The effect it has on Charles deserves a separate fic altogether. Lol. Charles feels a strong tug in his heart whenever he sees Erik being tender with little Scott or helping a seven-year old Kitty arrange a tea party for her teddy bear friends. Or when he sees Erik bringing Hank out of his shell and coaxing him to ride the bike or teaching Alex to control his anger. Charles cannot lie that it's hot af and that he's turned on the thought of Erik being a hot dad.

Erik would be the cool dad. He really would. There’s an instance in the comics where the kids hear some noises (somewhere... I can’t remember where) and think that the place is haunted. Magneto takes one look at the place and knows that it’s not. Instead of assuring the kids, he eggs them on to believing the haunted theory by telling them that he, too, heard the noises (something on those lines. I read it a looooooong time ago...) He takes a good laugh out of it before revealing the truth.

To sum it up, Erik's a total teddy bear when it comes to the kids!! :D

P.S: I may or may not have written a fic about the difference in their parenting styles somewhere... here (https://archiveofourown.org/works/15178172)

Again... thank you so much for the as, because I can talk about these two for ages! :D

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nitrozem · 2 months

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I’m bored to random facts about a variety of sims

Gino is a half-elf who was adopted by Jamie and Tobias when they found him wandering the forest alone. Nico is the biological kid of Jamie and Tobias via science baby and Celeste was an alien baby from Jamie.

Tobias and Tina are ridiculously competitive lol

Sasi has a pet “dog” called chupacabra, it actually might be a cryptid tbh…

Sunny’s real name is Marisol, Sunny is a nickname her father gave her

Ajay usually hovers close to Sid in a protective way. Showing his fangs to any suspicious people saying “Do not hurt him or you will regret it”

Micah always wanted to play guitar and join a band. Obviously he never had the chance, being homeless and trying to take care of his kid foster sister, Bug. Perhaps he can learn guitar now!

Bug’s real name is Alejandra, she and Micah came up with “cool street names” and Bug chose Bug cause she…ate a bug lol. Micah’s name was Rat. He doesn’t use that name anymore though.

Micah started going by his real name because of Johnny being insistent on knowing his actual name. “I don’t want to call you rat, it sounds mean, you’re just trying to survive” it honestly touched Micaj and perhaps this was the first interaction with Johnny that gave him those butterflies

Miguel never expected to ever get married or start a family. That being said he’s always liked the idea of being a Dad and he was over the moon when Kimiko got pregnant with their first child. And he is such a doting Dad too, loves his daughter to bits and hates seeing her upset, which leads him to be a mostly relaxed parent/the fun parent.

Old Ravi is a veteran from strangerville, he has many wild stories of his time in the military and people usually don’t believe him but…he did defeat the motherplant!

Earl and Jamie have been best friends since they were toddlers. Jamie’s parents allowed Earl’s mother to stay with her (she was a pregnant teen runaway) So they grew up together essentially. Their favorite past time is fishing and catch tadpoles

Crispin wants to be a great chef, he sells food at a food stand. He has all the time in the world to cook and bake, but lately he’s been feeling down and lonely. He has his pet dog but there is always a hint of sadness when he looks over at the empty side of the bed.

Tony played baseball as a kid, though it wasn’t for long because he hit a kid in the knees who annoyed him and he got kicked off the team. His weapon of choice us a barbed wire baseball bat, his old crew called him slugger for a reason…

#rambling about my sims again

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strawbrygashez · 4 months

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hey!! do you have any christmas hcs for tyler or the narrator? (either when they were young or when the film is set) :)

I’ll do for when they are younger since I had shared some before for when they are together :)

Tyler

•I don’t think he came from a family that had lots of money to spend around Christmas so he never got all that much & he probably didn’t even get anything from his parents once he was around like 15. But when he did get gifts, they’d be your typical ‘boy gifts’ I think like toy cars, action figures, nerf gun stuff, fishing things, maybe a pair of boots and etc. even if he didn’t show a interest in some of those things he’d probably still end up with them since I imagine his parents are old fashion southerners.

•maybe when he was a teen he’d get his siblings a gift or two if he had any and was close to them. I can see him doing the odd job here and there growing up so he’d save a little up during the holidays to get his hypothetical sibling(s?) something nice.

With that though, I picture his parents were kinda shitheads tho and asked where their gifts are from him since ‘they raised him after all’ 🙄

•What he’d actually want for Christmas when he was younger is probably stuff like cds, nice clothes, band posters, and stuff to craft with (idk I just picture him loving to do things like make accessories/jewelry since he likes to make soap. Yknow just stuff where he can sit down and relax)

•I think Christmas could have been part of why he even started to hate people who are better well off than him. Because I’m sure he hated seeing all the people around him getting nice things, especially if he didn’t like the kids getting nice gifts and thought they don’t deserve what they got.

Narrator

•When I think of how he grew up, I imagine his family was upper middle class. So that means he got a ‘better’ Christmas experience than Tyler. I don’t think he particularly cared for the holiday though because for some reason I just picture it being a very overstimulating time for him since I think he’d be stuck around tons of people/his family & there’s too much noise and things in general going on. I don’t think he would show that it bothers him that much though and his mom or whoever just thought he’s just being a little awkward as he sits by himself, looking at nothing in particular lol.

•He’d be more likely to get gifts of things he actually likes though. Like Books, stationery sets & penguin themed things.

•somewhat Christmas related, I think he’d write his lists to Santa in cursive. Like whenever he learned how to write in cursive in school, he never stopped writing in it since. Like if u put his list next to someone else his age back when he was like, I dunno like 12.. his would look like a adult wrote it 💀

•He hated having to wear certain clothes for Christmas but again, you wouldn’t really be able to tell he’s upset about it. On the inside he’s screaming because he hates whatever sweater he’s in or he feels cringe for wearing matching pajamas with everyone but he’s just like •_• on the outside.

•I feel like some family members would go a bit overboard with the gifts for him just bc they have the money to yknow, like I could see him getting gift after gift from his grandma or somethin 💀

•Once his biological dad left the picture, he never got anything from him besides a card if he could remember to send Jack one. Maybe like 5 dollars would be in it once or twice lol

#asks #sorry this is short. brains jumbled 🥲

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OMG idk if youve ever seen that 90s movie ‘The Swan Princess’ but i rewatched it and am deeply thinking of princess!reader and prince!sukuna who were introduced as kids with the intention of being in an arranged marriage once they become of age and spending every summer at each other’s kingdoms and just going back and forth fighting eachother, pulling pranks, and just being so bad to each other LOL and when they finally come of age they both feel that pressure of society and sukuna eventually gives in and realizes he truly loves reader, viewing her as the most beautiful of the land, but reader wants to know if he truly loves her for more than her looks AHH SORRY FOR THE RAMBLE

omg the swan princess i haven’t heard that name in years what a classic 😭 ugh childhood enemies/friends to lovers my beloved.....as kids you thought he was a mean stinky boy, and he thought you were pretentious and annoying ... and even though your parents had arranged the marriage from the moment you were born, you insisted that you would rather perish than ever do such a thing – after all, he used to put frogs in your study ! he once hid all of your books so you couldn’t read them ! who in their right mind would want to spend their lives with someone like him !

when you got older, though, you started to panic when things changed. for a few years you didn’t see him: you were finishing your studies, he was off doing princely things, and you didn’t find each other at the same ball again until long after you’d left the terrible awkwardness of your teen years behind you. it was possibly the worst moment of your life to realize that sukuna had gotten unbearably sexy. his arms were massive, his tits divine, his face always relaxed in that look of amused boredom whenever he talked to the other royal ladies. he could dance; he could recite poetry; he could paint, too, many of the portraits in the royal family hall having been done by his hand.

when you spoke to sukuna now, you could not help but be aware of these things, and while you still kept up your childhood banter, you wished he would understand that you were trying (key word trying) to flirt with him. after all, despite your arrangement, you’d heard rumors of prince sukuna entertaining scores of other girls throughout his travels. how were you to know whether sukuna still liked you? how could you discern whether he still wanted this marriage at all? what if you were holding him back, and then he’d come to hate you?

since, after all, you had opposed the marriage for years – and now, finally, you’re terrified to admit to anyone that you’re actually looking forward to it.

#ROYAL AU MY BELOVED.........#ARRANGED MARRIAGE MY BELOVED..........#FRIENDS TO LOVERS MY BELOVED.................#YEAH.#YEAH #[CRIES AND DIES]#princess diaries 2 with THEM #ryomen.sukuna #sukuna x reader

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thedawningofthehour · 1 year

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Yeah! Atsuko, Now that i remember, Splinter still have the Hamato scroll with he can talk with his ancestors, i wonder if they gonna play a part in the story.

Also, with the kind of parent that Draxxum is i wonder how that good timeline in wich he become good since the beggining will work out, i mean, banne K-dramas? Why? I'm not in to then but, they don't seem so much diferent from any other teen shows.

He doesn't let Gale watch most teen shows either. Draxum is the parent who would only let their child watch educational programs and forbid cartoons. He tightly controls the media Galois consumes and is especially critical of human media. He's more relaxed with books, mostly because he's more familiar with books (Draxum's like. Really old) and he's against book banning as a general rule. But he does still voice Opinions about them.

If Draxum and Splinter were coparenting from the start I feel like Splinter would tell him to fuck off, lol. Kids need to watch their stupid cartoons and be dumb. Draxum thinks he's some expert because he's read books and babysat for his sister before, but that's different from actually having the kids with you day in and day out. Even if it wasn't 100% enriching and shit, like-they have four kids. I feel like even Draxum would buckle at some point and go "you know what, go watch Blue's Clues, I'm going to my room and I don't want to hear any of you for at least an hour."

In canon, lol. "Why are you all watching this trash?! Michelangelo could be working with me on his mystic training and Donatello has better things to do, and the other two-"

Splinter: "get out of my house."

#we were so robbed in season 2 and 3 #i want to see draxum pathetically attempt to coparent #baron draxum #doth #doth asks

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survey--s · 1 year

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525.

Do you like getting flowers as a gift? I love flowers but they’re not most practical of gifts - I always appreciate them when they’re given to me.

Who is one person you never get tired of? I don’t think anyone falls into that category, everyone pisses me off eventually lol.

How different would your life be if “that one thing” didn’t happen? I mean, very different.

What is “that one thing”? My break-up with Chris.

What’s the most desperate thing you did? Nothing in particular is really coming to mind right now.

Where was the last place you took a train to? Manchester.

What are your living arrangements currently? Are you happy with them? I live with my husband, two cats and a dog and yes, I’m very happy.

Have you met your soulmate? I don't believe in those.

If your best friend wanted to cheat on their partner, you would say what? I mean, our marriage would be over.

Who do you know that gives very sound advice? My dad is actually really good with advice, he’s very practical.

At what age did you start to feel like a teen and not a kid anymore? Around 12-13.

What is your parents’ idea of grounding you? I was never grounded.

Do you think art museums are pointless? I mean, they’re not pointless but I would never voluntarily go to one.

Do you care about looks when you’re looking for a romantic partner? To an extent, sure.

How many times have you moved? I have no idea, 5-6 maybe?

Is Christmas stressful? No, but then again, I don’t have kids and I take two weeks off work at Christmas so I don’t really have to worry about much.

Your best friend has a good or bad taste in music? Bad lol.

What would your friends be surprised to see in your music library? I have no idea.

Do you like to talk about the future when in a serious relationship? Yeah, I mean, it’s important to have the same goals.

Do you like public displays of affection? No.

Do you believe in moving in together before engagement or marriage? Yeah, personally I think it’s fucking ridiculous to agree to marry someone that you’ve never even lived with before.

Do you watch mukbangs? No.

Do you have a lot of friends? Do you have a partner? Have you ever had one? No, yes, yes.

Do you currently have any hickeys? From who? No.

Who was the last person to come to your house? Aside from family, it was Helen I think.

Have you ever had sex with the same gender? No.

If you’ve experienced both, is sex better with men or women? ...

Have you ever been the other woman? No.

Would you ever want to be with a virgin? If no, why not? Not at my age, no, because I’d want someone with experience and who has been in a committed sexual relationship before.

Do you constantly find yourself internet stalking your ex? No, last I knew he only had Facebook and I was (rightfully) blocked, but I haven't even tried to look in a very long time. I don't look at Sara's accounts anywhere because I've learned it never, ever serves me any sort of good whatsoever so I just don't.

Are you friends with any of your exes? Not really.

Do you have an addiction? To what? The internet and caffeine.

Blunts, bowls or bongs? None of the above.

When you have a fight with your partner what do you do? We normally give each other some breathing space, then talk it over.

Who does the grocery shopping in your house? We each buy our own stuff.

Are your parents still together? Yeah, they’ve been married almost forty years.

Have any siblings you know of but don’t actually know personally? Technically yes, as my dad was a sperm donor, but I don’t really think of them as my siblings.

Greatest fear? Cancer, dementia and homelessness.

Something most people fear that you do not fear at all? Snakes.

Don’t you hate getting nice & comfy & then having to pee? Hahaha yes, and as soon as I realise I need to pee, I can’t relax or sleep until I get up and go, lol.

Ever faked being pregnant? No.

Ever had a major surgery performed on you? Nope.

Which of the seven deadly sins are you guilty of? Sloth and greed lol.

Do you believe in divorce? Absolutely - why on earth would you make people stay married to someone who makes them miserable? Or even worse, who is abusive?

Is intelligence a turn on for you? Yes, but not necessarily book-smarts - common sense and street smarts are important too.

Who has made the biggest sacrifice for you? My parents.

Do you treat others better or worse than yourself and why? About the same, I suppose.

When you sleep next to someone who usually falls asleep first? Normally the other person, but it does depend how tired I am.

Do you think it is harder for a parent to outlive their child or for their child to outlive them? I think it must be horrendous for a parent to bury their child. Obviously it’s horrendous to lose a parent too, but that’s what’s supposed to happen.

What is one selfish thing you tend to do? Take over the music in the car lol.

What kinds of people do you find intimidating? People who really talkative and socially confident.

Who is the most overbearing person you know? My old manager fell into that category.

How old was the first person you kissed? We were both eleven.

Do you plan on moving out within the next year? No. I have no plans to move anytime soon.

Have you ever slept nude? Yeah, but I much prefer to wear something to bed.

How many stories tall is your dream house? Three.

Do you consider yourself to be promiscuous? No.

Do you have any obscure pets? No, just cats and a dog.

Do you consider yourself politically correct? No. I know it’s increasingly unpopular view, but I do think people are becoming too easily offended.

#survey #surveys

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