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percervall · 1 month

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lay all your love on me

Pairing: Kevin Magnussen x fem!reader, Lewis Hamilton x fem!reader, Mark Webber x fem!reader Warnings: talk of pregnancy, descriptions of birth, not proof read and not beta'd Word count: 999

In which love multiplies

Agnes

Your due date was estimated to be towards the end of April, right between the Chinese and Miami GP, and by some miracle, all three of them managed to be in Monaco when you went into labour. Mark had taken up leave to be home with you those last few weeks, just in case you went into labour earlier than expected, but baby apparently wanted all three of their dads home for their arrival. You wouldn’t say it was easy; labour was anything but easy, but going the hypnobirthing route did make the contractions far more manageable than you had anticipated. Kevin, Lewis, and Mark were all aware of your birth plan and had promised to advocate for you if needed.

The room is a calm space, with only a few lights turned on as your midwife gently instructs you to push once more. On her advice, Kevin has settled himself behind you on the bed to support your body while Lewis and Mark are at your bedside, holding your hand. You had expected it to be too crowded, having all three of them there, but it ends up being exactly what you need. And as the rising sun filters into the room, you hear your baby’s first cries. Relief floods through you as you sag against Kevin.

“Congratulations, it’s a girl,” your midwife says, and you can hear the smile in her voice. Kevin laughs behind you, his voice thick with tears and when you look to your right, Lewis is also trying to hold back tears.

“Did so good, sweetheart,” Mark whispers, kissing your temple. The midwife places your daughter on your chest and this overwhelming feeling of love washes over you.

“Hi baby,” you say quietly, brushing a finger over her cheek. The girl blinks up at you, her face still a little scrunched up.

“Have you decided on a name yet?” the midwife asks after making sure you are okay. You’re now reclining against the pillows instead of Kevin, looking over to where Kevin is doing skin to skin with your daughter, Lewis right next to them. It still feels surreal that you’re a mum now.

“We’re taking our time,” Mark answers for you, probably picking up on your emotions.

“I’ll leave you to it, press the button if you need anything. The lactation specialist will come by in about thirty minutes to talk through your options,” she says, giving your leg a squeeze before leaving the room.

“She’s perfect,” Kevin says, looking up at you. He is the picture of contentment, gaze soft as he takes in all her features. “Agnes,” he whispers, “if she’s biologically mine, that’ll be her name.”

Margot

This time around you had the foresight to plan a little ahead, trying to make sure your due date would fall outside of the season. Of course there was no predicting what would happen; babies have a mind of their own after all, so all you could do was make sure there was a plan in place for what would happen if Lewis and Kevin were out of the country. Luckily Susie had offered to look after Agnes when you went into labour.

As fate would have it, the midwife who delivered Agnes also ends up being your midwife the second time around.

“Alright, you’re a pro at this point. Who’s the supporting partner this time?” she asks as she checks you over.

“I am,” Lewis says. You can tell he’s both excited and nervous to finally meet this baby. The midwife instructs him to sit behind you. Breathing through the contractions, you allow Lewis to carry your weight as you focus on listening to your body’s cues. It’s still early in the morning and you are absolutely exhausted, but hearing your baby’s first cries makes it all worth it.

“Congratulations, another little girl,” your midwife announces and places your daughter on your chest. Lewis rests his chin on your shoulder and you can feel his tears drip onto your skin.

“Thank you,” he whispers, “I love you so much.” He reaches a hand down, resting it on his daughter’s head. Your heart soares at the sight of his large tattooed hand cradling the baby’s head so gently.

“Margot,” Lewis says gently, swallowing thickly, “that’s her name.”

Luke

Your third, and subsequently final, pregnancy and delivery are not without hiccups. Mark is a lot taller than your other two husbands and this baby is measuring big. It’s been uncomfortable, and you made all three of them promise to get a vasectomy, but you know it’ll be worth it in the end as another contraction hits you.

“Alright Mark, go sit behind your wife. Almost time to start pushing, okay?” your midwife says and you can only nod curtly. Mark rubs his hands down your arms as he rests his head on top of yours. Normally he would be the one to offer encouragement, but he knows you prefer the calm and quiet during labour. It both feels like it takes no time at all and forever all at once before you hear your baby cry.

“Third time’s a charm,” your midwife says with a chuckle, “you have a healthy baby boy.”

And those words reduce your no-nonsense, rugged Aussie husband to an emotional mess.

“A boy? We have a son?” he asks, voice thick with tears. He laughs wetly, dragging the sleeve of his jumper over his eyes. The midwife places the baby on your chest and as you take in his features, you know this little boy completes your family. Mark wraps his arms around the both of you, brushing a finger over the baby’s cheek.

“Your turn to choose a name, man,” Lewis says as he sits down on the foot of your bed, camera at the ready. Mark keeps his eyes on your son, the fondest look on his face and you could swear you fall in love with him all over again.

“Welcome Luke,” he says quietly.

Inspired by a prompt sent in by @curiousthyme as part of this. If there's a fic you'd wish I'd write, please send it in!

I am unable to stop writing for girlypop and her gaggle of husbands

Please let me know what you think! 💜

#f1 fanfic #kevin magnussen fluff #kevin magnussen x reader #lewis hamilton fluff #lewis hamilton x reader #mark webber fluff #mark webber x reader #mamma mia fic

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dulc3vida · 7 days

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puppy!reader

girl next door, mom owns a bakery with heyward level success (doing alright, but not as successful as the wreck). her house was always the spot for the pogues growing up bc her mom always fed them and looked out for them. her mom is a curandera (folk healer) and always has someone in the house picking up some remedy she concocted or getting their stomach massaged to help digestion. during the summer, pup is on the beach with her lil cart selling cups of fruit and she also offers palm readings on the side.

john b is puppys best pairing bc they're both such lovers. like pup just oozes affection, its in her name. all of pups friends expect a hug, a kiss on the cheek, and a "i haven't seen you in sooooo long" when really its been a few hours. she greets john b with a million kisses all over his face and he eats that shit up every time. john b loves a lazy sunday with her where he can share the hammock with her head on his chest, listening to her read his palm.

"tell me again, whats that one mean?"

"that's your lifeline." she traces her finger over the line on his hand. "it's deep and long which means you're gonna live a long life." she unknowingly soothes john bs anxiety over an untimely death. (lets be real, that boy doesn't see himself making it to 30).

they also make a good match bc they balance each others energies. john b grew up around masculine energy so being around you was his only time to be soft and you didn't know your dad so you benefited from the stability of john bs friendship your whole life.

our resident woo woo girl is always going on and on about the power of the tongue. pope could be giving some real ass advice about the stupid shit they're gonna do and she disregards most of it because it's pessimistic.

"all i'm saying is that your positive affirmations aren't gonna keep the cops from recognizing our faces on cameras and arresting our asses. i mean we let jj plan this, he's gonna get himself shot." pope is looking at this mission from every angle, trying to cover everyones asses.

pup rolls her eyes. "and all I'M saying is that you're being really negative right now. if you keep speaking 'we're not gonna make it and jj is gonna get shot' into the universe, then we're not gonna make it and jj will get shot-"

"you speaking that shit into the universe pope? i thought we were friends what the fuck?" jjs offended voice came from the side of pope.

"we need to look at our solutions and not our problems." pup scurries into the chateau and comes back with a box of beanies she knitted for john b. "see, solutions. no one will see our faces."

"to find a solution you have to look at the- nevermind." pope shakes his head when he sees john b petting pups hair and kissing her forehead telling her how smart she is.

OH! and pup loves to knit and crochet. she makes a lot of her own clothes and stuff, even had a bikini unravel on her in the ocean which prompted a rescue mission and a stern (maybe a smidge condescending) talking to from john b.

"what did i tell you, huh?" john b is staring down at her wrapped up in his shirt, sitting in the sand not looking at him. he has his arms crossed and is staring down at her in that disappointed john b way.

"the top was gonna fall apart." pup pouted.

"and what happened?"

"it fell apart."

"you gonna listen to me the next time i say somethin's not ready?"

"mhm..." she looks up at him, unintentionally giving him puppy eyes because its just a natural response.

john b decides she had enough embarrassment for the day and takes a seat next to her, patting his thigh. "com'ere. not mad at ya. come to daddy." and pup crawls into his lap to watch the sunset.

#john b #john b routledge #john b x puppy!reader #puppy!reader #john b x reader #john b x latina!reader

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misshoneyimhome · 2 months

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does Willy ever talk to the baby while ur pregnant or try to get him to kick?

Oh, bb, can't help but love these questions about 「Dad!Willy x reader」 🤰🏼🤗❤️

At first, William felt hesitant about talking to the baby, finding the idea somewhat awkward. Throughout the first and second trimesters, he didn't really feel the strong paternal kick yet. However, after discussing with his teammates, they stressed the importance of his voice in building a bond with his son, especially considering the time he would spend away during road trips.

William missed the first instance of feeling the baby's kicks, which left him feeling a bit sad, hearing about it happening while he was away at an away game made him. However, when you later informed him of another kick in the middle of the night, his excitement was overwhelming.

・✶ ｡ﾟ

Amanda was the one who first suggested the idea of talking to your son in your stomach. You had shared your hesitation with her, admitting that the concept felt strange to you. Yet, you trusted her advice and decided to give it a try.

One evening, as you sat together over a cup of tea, you brought up Amanda's suggestion. "I still feel a bit weird about it, but maybe it's worth a shot," you confessed, swirling the hot liquid in your mug.

Amanda smiled encouragingly. "You never know, it might make a difference. Plus, it's a way for you to bond with your little one even before they're born."

Taking her words to heart, you began to speak softly to your growing belly, feeling a mixture of self-consciousness and tenderness as you addressed your unborn son. At first, it felt awkward, but as time went on, it became a comforting routine, a way for you to connect with the life blossoming within you.

Then on another evening, as you and William relaxed on the couch after a long day, the topic of conversation shifted to the baby growing inside you. You mentioned how you’d started talking and even singing to the baby, feeling a sense of connection even before birth. William listened attentively, but a hint of uncertainty flickered in his eyes.

"I don't know if I should do that," he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "It just feels... weird, you know?"

You nodded, understanding his hesitation. "It did feel strange at first for me too, but it's a way for the baby to recognize our voices and feel comforted by them," you explained gently.

And later that week, during a practice session, William found himself chatting with a few of his teammates in the locker room. The conversation drifted to fatherhood, and he tentatively mentioned his apprehension about talking to the baby. To his surprise, his teammates nodded knowingly, sharing their own experiences.

"It's important, man," one of them, a seasoned father, said with a smile. "Especially since we're away on the road so often, it’s good that the little one knows your voice."

William mulled over their words as he headed home that evening. Maybe there was something to it after all.

The following night, as you both settled into bed, William took a deep breath, steeling himself for what felt like a monumental step. "Hey there, little guy," he began softly, resting his hand on your belly where the baby kicked and squirmed. "It's your dad. I know I haven't said much yet, but I promise to be there for you, no matter what. You're going to be the best thing that ever happened to us."

As he spoke, a sense of warmth spread through him, and he felt a flutter of connection with the life growing inside you. From that moment on, talking to the baby became a nightly ritual for William, a way to bridge the distance between them even before they met face to face.

And of course, he also found his own unique way to communicate with the baby. Fluent in Swedish, he often spoke to your son in his native language, infusing his words with warmth and affection. It became a beautiful blend of languages filling the air around you, creating a rich tapestry of love and anticipation for the newest member of your family.

As the hockey season pressed on, William found himself grappling with the challenges of being away from home during such a crucial time in your pregnancy. He juggled the demands of his career with the longing to be present for every milestone, no matter how small.

One evening, while William was away at an away game, you felt the first flutter of your baby's kicks. Excitement surged through you as you placed your hand on your belly, marvelling at the sensation. You couldn't wait to share this moment with William, eager for him to experience it first-hand.

However, when you spoke to him over the phone later that night, his voice was tinged with regret as he confessed that he had missed the moment. Despite his best efforts to be there for you, the demands of his career had pulled him away at the most inopportune time.

Despite the disappointment, you assured him that there would be plenty more opportunities for him to feel the baby's kicks. And true to your words, a few days later, as you lay together in the quiet darkness of the night, you felt another gentle kick against your hand.

With a mixture of excitement and anticipation, you woke William, his eyes widening with wonder as you shared the news. His hands immediately found their way to your belly, fingers lightly tracing the outline of your growing bump. And when he felt the baby's kick for himself, a broad smile spread across his face, illuminating the room with joy.

Unable to contain his excitement, William reached for his phone, fingers flying across the screen as he eagerly messaged Järnkrok and Lagesson, sharing the news of this precious milestone.

#my asks #dad!willy #william nylander imagine #wn88 imagine #nhl blurb

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moonbeamgoddess · 2 months

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Stars and Moon, Guide me Tonight.

Chapter 1

✨You were everything to me, my stars and moon, now the sky look dark without you✨

Dividers by @cafekitsune

AN: So this is more like a reader insert, were it follows along the family except that Neteyam has a twin sister. They won’t really be any parings as I just wanted to write a story where I inserted my own character. Reader is imagined to be female, and is addressed at one in context. I also didn’t know if I wanted to give a name or just keep it as y/n. Also as of right now this just follows the story to a T with some added dialogue. Also, there might be some errors that I missed and didn’t fix.(autocorrect and my keyboard are my own enemies)

Word count: 4339

TW: Cursing, slight description of wounds but nothing too bad. Some talk of war.

The day Neteyam and I was born was one of the happiest days of Neytiri and Jake’s lives. They were thrilled that they were starting a family, and how Neytiri was blessed with twins. Jake held up Neteyam while my mother held me as they introduced our names to the clan. Neteyam and I were practically like two peas in a pod, always doing everything together. We were each other’s best friend.

Laugher echoed around the small area of the forest that Neteyam, Lo’ak, Kiri, Spider, and I were playing in. I kept splashing the water at my siblings and Spider, laughing as they tackled each other and Spider pulled on Lo’ak’s tail, causing Lo’ak to fall back. Our father and mother watched us play around, Neytiri wasn’t exactly happy about Spider playing with us, believing Spider should stay with the other humans. Kiri was tugging on Lo’ak’s tail as Lo’ak lay across Neteyam, I was laughing as Spider and I jumped and joined the dog pile. Neteyam yelped and then started laughing when Spider went face-first into the river.

Neteyam, Lo’ak, and I were flying on our ikrans, supposed to be spotting out for any incoming aircraft. We were looking at the wreckage of the train and all the Na’vi gathering the resources from the crashed train. Lo’ak turns towards Neteyam and me, craving to be a part of the action. “Bro, we have got to get down there,” Lo’ak exclaimed with a smile on his face.

Neteyam's eyes narrowed as he knew our father instructed us to stay up in the sky as spotters, not to join in helping gather resources or fighting. “No way! Dad will skin us!” Neteyam told Lo’ak, trying to veer Lo’ak off from wanting to disobey orders from our father. I looked between Lo’ak and Neteyam, sighing as I knew Lo’ak wouldn’t listen. “You know we aren’t supposed to Lo’ak, we could get in trouble if we go down there” I tried to reason with Lo’ak.

But Lo’ak didn’t want to take our advice. “Come on. Don’t be wusses” Lo’ak replied as he then started to fly down to the battlefield. Neteyam called out for Lo’ak, demanding he come back, before groaning in frustration and following Lo’ak. I rolled my eyes and decided to follow suit, not wanting to leave my brothers behind.

The three of us landed in the wreckage, Lo’ak excitedly jumping off his ikran and calling out for us. “Guys, let’s go. Come on!” Lo’ak started running while putting his bow across his chest. “Lo’ak! Lo’ak!” Neteyam and I kept calling for our brother, trying to stop him from going further into the wreckage. As Lo’ak ran up to Tarsem, getting a gun from him, Neteyam groaned in frustration. Lo’ak grabbed the gun and started ululating, Neteyam tapped Lo’ak’s arm. “You don’t even know how to use it” Neteyam rolled his eyes. “You’re going to get yourself or someone else hurt trying to use that Lo’ak” I sigh at my brothers' antics.

“Dad taught me” Lo’ak smirked as he put the magazine into the gun and clocked it back. Jake, who was looking around to scoop out what was happening and if he needed to make a call for the Na’vi to fall back, spotted the three of us. Looking shocked and a bit confused seeing us on the ground and not flying around on our ikrans. Lo’ak practiced aiming the gun while Neteyam and I tried to get him to put it down. One of the Na’vi spotters started hollering to alert the others that gunships were coming. Jake pressed onto his comms to speak. “Gunships inbound! Fall back!” Jake exclaimed.

Neteyam, Lo’ak, and I started running, I was pushing Lo’ak in front of me to urge him to run faster. “Guys, come on!” Lo’ak shouted as we tried to run away, but the gunship shot out missiles into the area of the wreckage we were all in. As we were running one of the missiles landed and exploded behind us, causing all of us to go flying. Lo’ak screamed as he was blown away, hitting his head against the metal scrap. Neteyam went flying, being thrown into another part of the scrap. I gasped as braced myself as I went flying into the dirt, scraping against a sharp edge and getting a gash in my stomach.

One of the Na’vi riders shot a rocket into the Gunship, causing it to explode. Jake went running into the wreckage as Na’vis were getting blown away and things were on fire and exploding. “Lo’ak, where are you! Neteyam! Y/n!” Jake called out as he was scared that we were badly wounded. Jake found Lo’ak, kneeling in front of him to try and calm him down. “Where is your brother and sister?” Jake questioned Lo’ak with a sense of urgency. Lo’ak was in a daze but pointed in the direction of where he last saw us. Jake stood up and gave Lo’ak one last check-over. “Get outta here! Go on!” Jake urged Lo’ak. Jake started to climb onto the metal scrap, calling out for Neteyam and me. He stopped when he saw the blood smeared against the broken piece of metal and felt his heart drop to his stomach.

“Oh no, no, no, no” Jake started panicking at the thought of Neteyam and I possibly being mortally wounded or even dead. Jake managed to find Neteyam and lifted him to check his back. Neteyam was in a daze, slightly confused about why his dad was there. Jake took a shaky breath while holding Neteyam’s head. “What are you doing here, boy? What the hell were you thinkin’?” Jake asked Neteyam with a bit of anger. Neteyam tried to apologize, but Jake just put Neteyam over his shoulder. Jake then went to find me, hoping I was also still alive like my brothers. I coughed as I managed to lean back against a rock, pressing my hand against the wound on my stomach. My ikran flew down and landed by me.

Jake found me and grimaced at my wound, I noticed Neteyam was over his shoulders and was worried about Neteyam being incredibly injured. Jake looked scared about the wound I gained. “Keep pressure on it, and stay close to me” Jake insisted. I followed my father back to his ikran, mine following close behind. He put Neteyam on his ikran, while Lo’ak got onto his. Jake then quickly helped me onto my ikran. I groaned in pain as I climbed on, my blood slightly getting into my ikran’s white, grey, and blue skin. Jake had a look of worry but had to fly Neteyam back. The whole war party started flying back to High Camp, I followed family close behind, I had managed to wrap a bandage I had packed away on my ikran, around my stomach to help stop the bleeding.

As we landed I heard Tuk excitedly calling out for our mother. Jake got off his ikran and was furious. “Fall in!” He shouted at us. My ears flattened against my head as I knew a lecture was coming. Neteyam, Lo’ak, and I all walked closer to our dad, looking dejected. “You’re supposed to be spotters! From a distance!” Jake raised his voice, looking at all three of us. “Does any of this sound familiar? Get here!” He shouted at Lo’ak to get closer. Kiri walked over to Neteyam and began inspecting his wounds.

“Jesus. I let you three geniuses fly a mission, and you disobey direct orders” Jake scolded us. Jake then turns to Kiri. “Kiri, Can you go help your grandmother with the wounded? Please?” Jake requested Kiri. Kiri looked slightly annoyed. “My brother and sister are wounded,” Kiri told Jake, and Neteyam slightly put his hand up to single to Kiri that it was fine.”Baby girl, please” Jake tried to plead with Kiri.

I mostly kept quiet as I didn’t want to upset Jake anymore than he already was with Neteyam, Lo’ak, and I. Tuk grabbed Lo’ak’s arm and inspected him, then went over to me to see the wound I had. Jake grumbled and then told Tuk to go with Kiri. Neteyam tried to get Jake’s attention. Tuk and Kiri sighed and then left. Neytiri stood behind us, silently looking over all of us. “Dad—Sir. I take full responsibility.” Neteyam stuttered out as he tried to calm the intense situation. I looked over at Neteyam and looked a bit saddened that he tried to take all the blame for what happened. Lo’ak looked over at Neteyam as he took the blame.

“Yeah you do, that’s right! ‘Cause you’re the older brother, you gotta act like it.” Jake angrily told Neteyam, Lo’ak looked down as his ears flattened. Neteyam looked tired and disheartened. “And you y/n, you’re supposed to help keep your brothers in check so they don’t do stupid shit like this!” Jake turned his anger towards me, I held back tears as I couldn’t look into Jake’s eyes without feeling like I would burst into tears. Neytiri finally spoke up and reminded Jake that Neteyam and I were bleeding and needed medical attention.

Neteyam tried to say it was fine, but Jake sighed. “Just go and get patched up. Go on, dismissed” Jake moved his head to the side to signal to Neteyam and me to go to our grandmother’s healer tent. I started walking off with Neteyam and Neytiri, before looking back at Lo’ak and giving him a sympathetic look as I knew Jake was most likely going to rip him a new one. I gave Spider a quick hello as he came to help with the ikrans.

I had gotten patched up by my grandmother Mo’at and Kiri, and a fresh set of bandages was wrapped around my stomach, along with them pressing a healing paste into my wound to help it heal. I softly chuckled as Neteyam kept wincing when Mo’at was putting a paste onto his wounds. Lo’ak was also laughing at Neteyam. Spider smirked as he watched what was happening. “Aw, want a kiss on the boo-boo?” Spider teased Neteyam. Kiri sighed and whispered for Tuk to give Neteyam something. Tuk gave Neteyam the liquid to drink.

“I would use yalna bark,” Kiri told Mo’at and went to pick up a basket full of supplies. “Oh, you would?” Mo’at inquired. “And who is Tsahik?” Mo’at asked Kiri as she looked up at her. “You are grand—Move!” Kiri pushed Lo’ak out of the way. Lo’ak looked annoyed but moved. Neteyam kept wincing at the stinging feeling of the paste, I sat by him, trying to be supportive of his pain, but kept giggling. “It stings less” Kiri added. “Mighty warrior” Lo’ak teased Neteyam. I then looked outside the tent, spotting my father and mother talking. All I heard was Jake’s tearful “I thought we’d lost them” I felt sad about what he had said, but put my attention back on Neteyam.

I followed Kiri, Spider, and Lo’ak as we walked through the Avatar area of the camp. Norm called out for Spider and playfully whipped his legs with his towel. “Your ass is mine” Spider chuckled. “I’m right here” Norm replied and smirked. Jocelyn scolded us, telling us it was an avatars-only area and to go around. But Kiri mimicked Jocelyn mockingly, while I chuckled but sent her an apologetic look. Lo’ak gave a quick sorry but kept walking with the group.

“Those blue stripes don’t make you any bigger bro” Lo’ak teased Spider. Spider retorted “Yeah? Well I can still kick your ass”. We were all laughing as we entered the lab. Spider took off his oxygen mask while Kiri, Lo’ak, and I grabbed the masks hanging on the railing. “Yeah, you know what really sucks though? You guys can breathe Earth air for hours while I can only breathe your air for like 10 seconds,” Spider complains. Kiri decided to tease Spider, telling how it sucks, for him. She playfully grabbed at him and then turned around to grab a mask while Lo’ak and I kept breathing into the mask. Spider smirked and pulled on Kiri’s tail, which led to them playfully hissing at each other.

We said hello to Max and he returned the hello. Kiri went over to her mother, Grace, avatar tank, and sat on it, smiling down at her. We were all watching one of Grace’s old video logs, and Lo’ak decided to mess around and make jokes about who knocked up Grace’s avatar, joking about it being Norm, with Spider laughing. I just rolled my eyes at Lo’ak’s words. Kiri looked annoyed with Lo’ak. “You do not deserve to live.” Kiri glared at Lo’ak. Spider and Lo’ak continued with their antics before Kiri scolded Spider. “You guys are unbelievable” I sighed and rolled my eyes again.

Spider stopped when Kiri got upset and looked dejected. “Guys. I mean sometimes it’s not so great to know who your father was.” Spider added. Kiri, Lo’ak, and I all looked a bit saddened by Spider’s words, Spider looked a bit sheepish as he realized his words caused some tension. “Whatever, don’t even remember him” Spider tried to appear nonchalant about the topic. Lo’ak tried to comfort Spider, I put my hand on his shoulder to also try to comfort him. “Spider, you are not him” Kiri reminded Spider as she hugged him from behind. “She is right Spider, your parents don’t make you who you are, you do” I softly added.

Kiri, Tuk, Spider, Lo’ak, and I were shouting excitedly as we ran and jumped across the great vines connecting between the floating mountains. Tuk ran behind us, begging for us to wait up for her. I slowed down a bit to match her pace as I didn’t want Tuk to feel left behind. “Don’t worry Tuk, I’ll stay with you” I smile down at my little sister. We were running through the forest, and Tuk stopped to gaze at a plant and mess with the tendrils of it. I stopped with her and stared at the plant with curiosity and amazement. Lo’ak then called out for us to keep up, I motioned for Tuk to come along and catch us with the rest of the group.

Spider then ran closer to Lo’ak. “Bro, why’d you bring her anyway?” Spider asked about Lo’ak bringing Tuk. “She is such a crybaby” Lo’ak replied and turned around and stopped walking. “She’s all, I’m telling. You’re not supposed to go to the battlefield, I’ll tell Mom if you don’t let me come” Lo’ak mocked Tuk while Kiri and I scolded Lo’ak to stop picking on her, Tuk just stuck her tongue out at Lo’ak and jeered at him. Spider looked back at Tuk and sighed. We soon came across an old aircraft that was suspended in the air with tree vines. Lo’ak and Spider started climbing it. “Are there any dead bodies up there?” Tuk wondered. “Tuk! Don’t ask that” I chastised Tuk as I felt the question was one a 7-year-old shouldn’t be asking. Kiri went further into the forest to gaze at all the flora.

Lo’ak climbed into the pilot cabin and saw a skeleton with an arrow stuck in it. Spider was on the outside, gazing in. Tuk grimaced as she saw the skeleton “Gross” she whined. I stared in awe at all the buttons in the area, wondering what they all did. Lo’ak started messing with the arrow stuck in the skeleton. “How does that feel?” He jokingly asked the skeleton. “Lo’ak that’s gross” I groan at what he is doing. He then tried to scare Spider but Spider just rolled his eyes.

Tuk, Lo’ak, and I were all calling out for Kiri. We finally found her after Spider did. “Kiri! We have to get back” Tuk exclaimed. Spider then helped Kiri up and started to move with us. We all were quickly running along the large roots of the trees. I was holding my bow by my side as I had no time to put it away. We were all following Lo’ak until he slowed down and stopped. “What is it Lo’ak? Is something wrong?” I asked and I looked confused why he was just staring at the ground. “We’re always supposed to be home by eclipse” Tuk tried to tell Lo’ak as she didn’t want to get into trouble for being out past eclipse.

Lo’ak bent down, along with Spider, and they started examining footprints. I knelt by them and gasped. “Wow those are huge” I mumbled. “It’s way too big for a human,” Lo’ak thought out loud. “Avatars?” Spider asked. “Maybe, but they’re for sure not ours” Lo’ak replied. This made me tense up at the thought of Avatars who aren’t a part of our group, not knowing if they could be good or bad. Lo’ak and Soider held their bows in their hand and started walking along the footprints. “What are you doing?” Kiri asked and I looked at the three curiously. I held Tuk’s hand as I reluctantly followed them.

“Shh, I’m tracking,” Lo’ak told Kiri and urged her to be quiet. Soon we all came across the old battlefield, all of us being kept hidden by the leaves. We saw the Avatars walking around the area, decked out in gear. “We are never supposed to come here,” Kiri whispered to Lo’ak. “Dad is going to ground you” Kiri added to which Lo’ak responded by shushing her and telling her to stop. “For life” Kiri finally added. “This is a bad idea” I whispered and put my hand on Lo’ak’s arm. Tuk stood behind me and leaned against my back. “Bro we have got to check this out” Lo’ak whispered to Spider. They started walking and I tried to grab both of them to stop them from getting closer to the area but I was too late.

Lo’ak and Spider looked in awe at what was on the battlefield. Lo’ak then sighed and looked at Spider. “I’ve got to call this in” Lo’ak spoke up, Spider tried to tell Lo’ak that they would get in trouble if Lo’ak told Jake. Lo’ak and Spider came back over to where Tuk, Kiri, and I were crouching down. “Devil dog, Devil dog this is Eagle Eye, over” Lo’ak tried to contact our father through the comms. “Eagle eye, send your traffic” Jake responded. “I got eyes on some guys. They look like Avatars, but they’re in full camo and carrying ARs, there’s six of them, over” Lo’ak reported to Jake. “What’s your pos? Over” Jake inquired. “Lo’ak sighed and then answered Jake. “Uh…We’re at the old shack.” Lo’ak hesitantly responded to Jake, which made Spider sigh. “Who’s we?” Jake demanded. Lo’ak gulped and then pressed his fingers to the comms. “Me, Spider, Kiri, y/n…and Tuk” Tuk looked at Lo’ak as he said her name and rolled her eyes in annoyance.

I gently put my hand on Tuk’s shoulder as Kiri wraps one arm around Tuk. “Son you listen to me very carefully. You pull back right now. Do not make a sound. And you get the hell out of there. Move! You copy?” Jake urged Lo’ak through the comms which made all of us start to immediately move and get away from the area as far as we could. “See, I told you!” Kiri harshly whispered to Lo’ak as Lo’ak urged us to move. “We're going to be in so much trouble” I groaned as we kept quietly running through the forest. “Shh y/n, stop” Lo’ak chided at me. I was holding Tuk’s hand as we kept running, but she moved out of my grasp and went ahead. “It’s almost eclipse, come on,” Tuk told us as she looked back at us, suddenly one of the Avatars moved out of hiding and grabbed Tuk, causing Tuk to scream. “Tuk!” I shrieked as she was grabbed. I immediately pulled out my bow and hissed at the avatar.

Lo’ak and Spider doing the same. More of the avatars came out of hiding, pointing their guns at us. Lo’ak realized we needed to put our bows down and dropped his. He told Spider to put his down which Spider reluctantly did so. I kept my bow up and hissed at the avatar that was holding Tuk. Lo’ak tried to calm me down but I was too scared that they would hurt Tuk “Put it down” Lo’ak told me in Na’vi. I then saw there was nothing I could do and relented, dropping my bow to the ground.

The avatars then started forcing us down, Tuk was crying out for Kiri and me, and it made me want to cry that I couldn’t protect or comfort my little sister. Kiri then started to tell Tuk to be calm in Na’vi. They all brought us into a circle, looking down at every one of us. “What have we here?” One of them asked as he slowly walked over to us. Quaritch then glanced at Spider and kept his gaze on him. Then he walked over to Lo’ak, who had a gun shoved into his head. I was slightly panicking and breathing heavily as I was scared about what was going to happen to us. One of the avatars grabbed Kiri’s hand to show Quaritch that she had 5 fingers, a half breed. Spider grimaced “Oh shit” he whispered to himself.

The leader then turned towards Lo’ak. “Show me your fingers” he demanded. Lo’ak then slowly brought up his hands, flipping Quaritch off with both of his middle fingers. I silently groaned as I didn’t need Lo’ak making things worse for us. Quaritch then chuckled at Lo’ak’s gesture. “You’re his, aren’t you?” Quaritch asked with a smirk. Lo’ak snarled at Quaritch. “You’re his alright” Quaritch kept smirking. Quaritch then grabbed Lo’ak by the queue, pulling him up, which made Lo’ak growl at him. “Where is he hiding?” Quaritch demanded. “Sorry I don’t speak English…to buttholes” Lo’ak spoke in Na’vi. Quaritch then got angry, “Where is your father?” Quaritch asked in na’vi. Lo’ak then snarled again which made Quaritch irritated.

Quaritch pulled out his knife and my eyes widened. “No! Don’t!” I screamed out in English. Quaritch then slowly brought the knife closer to Lo’ak but then threw him back. He then started walking over to Kiri. “Don’t you dare touch her!” I screamed which caused the avatar that was holding me to yank on my queue and tell me to shut up. Spider then also started screaming at Quaritch to get away from Kiri, and Lo’ak started pleading for Quaritch to not hurt Kiri. Quaritch stared at Spider for a second, “what’s your name, kid?” He asked Spider.

“Spider…Socorro” Spider reluctantly answered, which made Quaritch shocked, and slowly kneeled. “Miles?” Quaritch asked Spider. “Nobody calls me that” Spider retorted. “Well, I’ll be damn. Well, I figured they sent you back to Earth” Quaritch kept looking at Spider. “They can’t put babies in cryo, dipshit” Spider snapped back. I tried to hold in a smile as even though I was scared, what Spider said was kind of funny. Quaritch then called in his boss, informing her that they were standing by for extract and had high-value prisoners. They then dragged us up to the shack and tied us up. Eclipse soon came and it started to get dark.

The avatars all held us by are queues and hair. Waiting for their ship to come pick us up. I kept staring at the shack, fearing we would be taken and tortured. Then suddenly I heard Neytiri’s yapping call. My ears twitched as I slightly looked around, Tuk, Lo’ak, Kiri, and Spider had also heard it and looked around. Spider looked back at Lo’ak, and so did I. Lo’ak did a slight nod. Kiri started praying which made the guy holding her angry. He went to tell Kiri to shut up again and suddenly fell back, being shot by one of Neytiri’s arrows. Gunfire started going off and I rushed to Tuk to protect her with my body. “Lo’ak!” Neytiri screamed which made Lo’ak immediately pull the pin on a gas canster and bite the arm of the avatar that had a hold on him.

Then Tuk grabbed one of the avatar’s arms and bit down as hard as she could. I kicked the leg of the avatar holding me, which made them fall back. Lo’ak, Tuk, and I started running, I held onto Tuk to keep her close to me. Lo’ak then grabbed both of us and tugged us forward. We kept running, with Lo’ak urging us to come on and to hurry. Suddenly then something jumped in front of us which made us scream in fear, I pushed Tuk behind me and hissed at the figure. But I noticed it was our dad. “Hey. Hey, it’s okay. You hurt?” Jake immediately said as he tried to calm us down. “Are you hurt?” Jake asked again while checking over us. Tuck started crying and went to hug Jake. Jake shushed her and comforted her.

I watched as the ship moved away, hiding behind my father. “We’re clear. Everyone okay?” Jake asked as Neytiri came running to us with Kiri. Tuk then went to hug Neytiri, and Neytiri comforted Tuk. Jake then pulled Lo’ak, Neteyam, and me into a hug. Neteyam pressed his head into Jake’s shoulder, while also wrapping his arm around me. I started crying as I was shaken by what had transpired. Lo’ak, who was in a slight daze, noticed Spider wasn’t here with us. “W-Where’s Spider?” Lo’ak asked, which made me look around. Kiri then started crying that they had taken him, which led to Jake comforting Kiri. “No…No” I quietly said. “We have to go back for him! We have to go back for Spider!” I cried, which led to Neteyam pulling me into a hug.

“He’s going to be okay” Jake tried to comfort Kiri, putting his hand in the back of her head. “We’re all going to be okay.”

#avatar 2022 #loak sully #avatar the way of water #neteyam sully #avatar x sully!reader #avatar way of water #jake sully #neytiri #spider socorro #neteyam x sister!reader #atwow neteyam #lo’ak te suli tsyeyk’itan #lo’ak sully #lo’ak x sister!reader #jake sully x daughter!reader #neytiri x daughter!reader #atwow #lo’ak avatar

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diary-of-a-witchling · 6 days

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I think I had an experience this evening with Lucifer but things got a little weird and I need some explanations.

CW: pedophilia mention

Note: If you do choose to message me regarding this post, please be respectful and courteous. The whole point of this post was to ask for advice and help because I'm not very familiar with Lucifer. I'm still learning, so please just be kind.

(Long post under cut)

So, I primarily work with Aphrodite. I know her voice, but she usually chooses to communicate through feelings. Every time she comes in, I get this warm stirring in my chest, like a fluttering almost, and it's just how I've come to identify her when she decides to pop in.

We have a very casual relationship. She is very patient with me and she always reassures me when I feel guilty for not doing offerings or not talking with her for long periods of time. Tonight was one of those nights and I decided to light a candle for her.

She came in and immediately assured me that she was still here. She kept saying "I'm right here, baby. I'm still here. I'm not going anywhere" and I started to cry because I felt so relieved. I was on the phone with my friend at the time and after I lit the candle (it was a white rose and peach candle btw), I got the urge to do a tarot reading.

I got my cards and drew three cards. The Eight of Wands reversed, the Two of Swords upright and the King of Cups upright. I drew the Eight of Wands first, so I initially thought that she was trying to talk to me, but when I drew the King of Cups, I started to question if it was Lucifer.

Because I recently found out that Aphrodite and Lucifer have very similar symbols and motifs. In fact, when I was browsing the Lucifer devotee tag just to check it out a while back, I began to get the same feeling in my chest that I do when she pops in but it didn't feel quite the same. I got a little nervous about it, so I stopped.

My friend was still on the phone with me (Loki is her patron) and we both agreed that it seemed like Aphrodite came in first and then stepped back to let this presence talk through the cards. Because before this, I had been telling my friend about the similarities between Lucifer and Aphrodite and how many people work with both of them at the same time. (Weirdly, I also got two TikToks talking about working with Lucifer on my fyp unprompted that I was telling her about too. Many people talk about how he's apparently very patient and good for beginners first working with Infernals.)

I got the urge to draw more cards after this and I ended up drawing eight more. In no particular order, they were:

-Two of Cups (reversed)

-Temperance (upright)

-Death (upright)

-Two of Pentacles (upright)

-Eight of Cups (reversed)

-The Devil (upright)

-Page of Swords (upright)

-Four of Pentacles (reversed)

These were VERY, VERY accurate to my current situation which shocked me. My friend and I both agreed that it felt like the presence was calling me out, but it was doing it in the gentlest way it possibly could. I was getting MAJOR DAD vibes and it overall felt like it had been waiting to talk to me for a LONG time.

I could still feel Aphrodite's presence, but I got the impression that this presence wanted to be near me, so I took the candle into my bedroom with me. It felt very sweet and as my friend and I kept talking, the flame would flicker when we would talk about Lucifer or ask a question in general about him. I took that as the presence trying to answer or that it was at last aware of our conversation. I couldn't really hear a voice, but I could still feel that feeling in my chest and I was just getting impressions of what the presence was trying to say. Aphrodite was still there and I could tell there were two presences, but they felt very similar.

At this point, we were convinced that this presence was Lucifer and after a while, I started to hear something of a voice that I could discern from Aphrodite's. My friend and I were listening to "Hell's Greatest Dad" from Hazbin Hotel and when Hazbin Lucifer came on screen, I heard a voice in my head clear as day say "I'm not that short in real life." (which my friend and I both LOST OUR SHIT AT)

I was feeling very comfortable and safe, mind you. I didn't feel in danger and I wanted to just let the candle burn down on it's own at first. But when the conversation moved to how the gods talk to us (the god phone) and give us images (my friend described it as the "god tv"), I heard the voice in my head say "I am not a demon."

And this is where it seemed like the tone had shifted.

My friend and I BOTH got weird feelings at this. It was just like "woah wtf" because it came out of nowhere. I got the impression that he was referring to the TikTok I mentioned that referred to him as a god, but it still felt a little off. I started to feel a little anxious and I was drained from the massive tarot reading (I hadn't done a reading in almost two years), so it was starting to get harder to discern what were my thoughts and what this presence was trying to tell me. Words would pop into my head, but I couldn't get full sentences. Some of these words/phrases included:

"Heretics" - My friend and I were talking about how people misuse and misquote the Bible.

"Are you an angel?" "I am many things."

"Pedophiles are too good for Hell. They belong in Purgatory, as the torture Hell would inflict upon them would be too light." - My friend was talking about how the Bible never condemned homosexuality, but actually pedophilia, and the word just got VERY loud in my head.

"Pedophiles are right (fully?)" - This one didn't get finished, but I didn't like that the word popped up twice and this was where I began to get scared. This was where I couldn't tell if these were intrusive thoughts or if words were popping in and I was trying to finish the sentence in the way I'D want it to be finished because I was afraid that the presence was something actually nefarious.

"Do not be afraid." - I started hearing this multiple times after I got nervous at the pedophile thing.

"Please do not be afraid. I know you are struggling. I want to help you. I want to help you reach your full potential. I love you."

At this point, I was very nervous and confused and was VERY much getting mixed signals. I couldn't tell what was my head voice or intrusive thoughts or if it was actually another presence. My friend told me that if I needed to stop, I should, and the voice actually agreed. So I thanked him and blew the candle out with no trouble.

I was left feeling very upset and overwhelmed and the urge to cry kept welling up. My friend and I both agreed that the experience was fine up until the end. My friend suggested that maybe he was just so excited to finally talk to me, because I guess I finally realized that he had been trying to get my attention, that he got a little overexcited. I got the impression that he felt bad for scaring me and was essentially crying with me? I don't really know how to explain it, but I didn't burst into tears until I found a TikTok talking about how kind Lucifer is and how he cares for humanity and the people who work with him.

Now I would like to preface again: I know next to nothing about Lucifer. I WAS going to do research, but this experience has left me very hesitant. I have religious trauma and while I know Lucifer is not bad or evil and those who devote and follow Infernals aren't either, I still have the whole Devil = Bad mindset that was ingrained in me as a child. So, throughout this whole experience, I still had those thoughts in the back of my mind which was why I got so nervous when the words 'demon' and 'pedophile' popped up. And since I've never read the Bible and I don't know much about Lucifer in general or those who work with him, I can't tell if those two instances were conjured up by me or if the presence I was talking to was trying to trick me by posing as Lucifer.

Because like I said, up until the "I am not a demon" part, the vibes were very nice and comforting. I don't understand what happened, which is why I'm making this post.

To anyone who works with Lucifer, please let me know if any of this sounds similar to what you've experienced while working with him. Tell me about him, what it's like to work with him, how he is. Does this sound like him at all? Should I be concerned?

My askbox is open and I would love to hear your thoughts on this whole situation because I was just left with so many questions. BUT AGAIN, PLEASE BE COURTEOUS IF YOU DO CHOOSE TO RESPOND.

#witchcraft #pagan #occultism #demonology #witch community #lucifer devotee #deity witchcraft #baby witch #beginner witch #luciferian witch #witchblr #paganism #witch aesthetic

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Parents, Teachers, and Siblings in Heartstopper

Being a little older than the target audience for heartstopper, one of the parts of the show that stuck out to me from the first watch was the presence of the adult figures. In so many teen-focused shows, the adults don't exist and the kids are left to figure it out on their own, or the adults are only there to be some sort of obstacle or challenge to overcome. This makes sense as this is the part of life where we start transitioning from our family units to creating our own communities, but in heartstopper, there is a recognition that these adults still play a role in our lives.

Most people can easily name Nick's mom (aka Sarah Nelson) or the art teacher (Mr. Ajayi) and a lot has been written about them. They serve as real guides for Nick and Charlie respectively. I think the key quality they both share is they are listeners. When Nick and Charlie are there to talk, they put down what they are doing, and they listen. They answer the questions and give advice. They don't tell what to do. It's kind of the opposite of what we think the job of an adult is. It embraces the idea that these teens have reached a point where they have their own experiences and should be trusted to decide their own best way forward.

The one adult who sticks out the most, though, is Charlie's dad, Julio. He's in the show two times, basically as Charlie's chauffeur. But when he's there, he's really there. When he picks Charlie up from Harry’s party, he can see that Charlie is distraught, and what he offers is comfort. The hug and comforting words that he offers to Charlie are so gentle and kind. He doesn’t try to pry the information out of Charlie or fix his problems. When he picks Charlie up from the movies, he can see Charlie is in distress, but again, he doesn’t press. He opens the door for Charlie to share, and, when Charlie doesn’t, he respects the choice and gets Charlie away from the distressing situation. This sort of quiet, loving support shows a real respect and kindness in his parenting.

On the other hand, we see Charlie’s mom once, and it is kind of a non-event if you don’t know the rest of the story. But when you look deeper, you see the seeds of the dysfunction in their relationship. She’s completely oblivious to the obvious emotional tension between Nick and Charlie. Nick is literally standing in the foyer soaking wet without a coat or umbrella. Shouldn’t that register as odd or at least elicit a query if everything is alright? But it doesn’t. Instead, she feels the need to highlight the need to keep their meeting short and then chastise Charlie for not changing out of his pajamas first! It’s subtle but lays the groundwork for the strife to come.

Let’s talk about Tori, too. While Tori is only a year older than Charlie, she plays a big role in Charlie’s life and support system. This is an important positive familial relationship. She can tell when Charlie is going through something, even from him just staring at his bowl, and encourages him to name what he wants for himself. She’s subtle in her warnings and fierce in her need to protect him. This isn’t just typical older sister love. This is genuine care and support, and, as she’s more Charlie’s contemporary, she gets a real insight into why he needs this. Hers is the most informed and necessary adult presence in his life — even if she’s just on the edge of being an adult.

I want to also add Coach Singh briefly. She’s in the background of the action and manages to drop a line here and there. You see her really trying to make him a part of the team with her encouragement. She’s a little more prominent in her support in the comic, but there is one moment in the show that really stuck out for me. When Charlie goes to quit the rugby team, she is truly excited to see him. And when Charlie tells her he wants to quit, she really wants him to stay and asks if it’s the other boys. Charlie doesn’t really notice how she’s trying to help, though. She’s a subtle supportive character that I would guess will have more to say next season… if the comics play out onto the screen.

In conclusion, once again, I am impressed with how much Alice Oseman managed to fit into four hours of amazing television.

#heartstopper #nick nelson #charlie spring #heartstopper tv #heartstopper gifs #heartstopper meta #alice oseman #mr ajayi #sarah nelson #julio spring #jane spring #coach singh #tori spring

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thenightfolknetwork · 2 months

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I have been debating if this is the place to ask for advice, but I need help with a problem.

For context, I’m a recent graduate from uni and gotten a decent paying job and currently renting a flat with a roommate. I still keep in regular contact with my parents and make a point to go to them or they visit for Fridays supper. My issue is my dad scaring off partners I have.

For context, me and my mum are Homo sapiens (which did make me wonder if I should message here) but my dad is a giant.

Now, I never had an issue with it and I’m fairly open about that with friends and some co-workers when they see the photo I have at home, though most ask if he still has the “I’m the dad that stepped up shirt” (he does) more than him being a giant.

The issue is recently whenever I invite a partner over to meet my parents, my dad always scares them off with things like casually showing his sharp teeth or how ‘fragile’ said partner is to him.

Now I know my dad isn’t a violent man, but that’s little comfort to my partners.

Everytime me or my mum tell him to stop, he just says “I just want the best for my little girl” and “if they ran off, they weren’t right in the first place”. Which only makes me think he still sees me as a child, not helped at times when he picks me up like when I was in primary.

It’s frustrating as it does feel like I’m trying to argue with a brick wall. Is there any advice to help out?

I'm very glad you decided to write in, listener. The advice given on this blog, and indeed on our radio programme, is intended for anyone struggling with issues related to the liminal world.

Not only does that not preclude sapios like yourself from writing in, but in fact, intergenus relationships and how we interact with others unlike ourselves are among the most common sort of question we receive.

So, to your question. I think you're right that your dad's behaviour is more in line with an outdated view of you as “his little girl”. Many parents find it difficult to navigate the transition from taking care of their children as children, and taking care of them as autonomous adults.

The issue isn't that he wants to help keep you safe. It's that his specific behaviour in this case is inappropriate.

There are three points at which you can address this behaviour: before, during, and after. When you are planning to bring a new partner home, find some time to speak to your dad one-on-one and tell him about your concerns.

Avoid making accusations here. Tell him that you're excited to bring your new partner to meet your family, but you're concerned that they might not be made to feel welcome. Let him know that you understand that he loves you and wants the best for you, but that his behaviour is actively upsetting you.

You can also discuss with your partner and your mother about how you are all going to react if your dad does indulge in this bad behaviour during the meal itself.

During the dinner itself is no time to launch into an in-depth, emotional conversation. Your dad will be in no mood to listen, and there's a risk he'll feel pushed into a corner and react poorly.

Instead, you, your mother and your partner should react to his behaviour as you would to anyone being unnecessarily rude in public. Stay calm, and give him a moment to correct himself – preferably a good, chilly moment. If he doesn't take the opportunity to smooth this over, ask him outright, “Do you know how that comes across?”

With any luck, he'll catch on and apologise. If he doesn't gloss over the moment with all the awkwardness you can muster. If he tries to defend himself, change the subject. Don't worry about making him feel uncomfortable – discomfort can be extremely educational.

After the meal, leave it a little while before bringing it up. I'm not advocating you give your dad the cold shoulder. If you would usually communicate in this time period, by all means, do so. But don't launch into the conversation all at once.

When you do bring it up, again, you want to remain calm and communicate clearly. You know your dad loves you, and wants the best for you. You want him to be part of your life and that means spending time with your partners. But his behaviour is making that difficult. Hopefully, this will be enough to convince your dad that he would do a better job of looking after you if he stopped throwing his weight around.

At the end of the day, though, you can only control your own choices, not his. If he insists on carrying on in this way, take steps to limit the possible damage he can do. Instead of introducing him to your partners early on in the relationship, wait a while. Concentrate on getting to know your new partner, and strengthening your bond with one another.

Then, when the time comes to introduce them to your family, you can rest easy in the knowledge that your dad can show his teeth and flex his muscles all he wants. The only thing he's going to achieve is making himself look ridiculous.

#answered #the nightfolk network #monstrous agonies

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girl I'm down bad for tenoch, like i havent been in a long time for a male celebrity. i am obsessed!! his birthday is tomorrow!

i have so much curiosity about him (as a person, you know), like does he believe in astrology? hes such an aquarius! and because of that, the answer could be yes or no hahah

I have been practicing my spanish more nowadays; i have read almost every single tweet this man has tweeted. im currently reading his book (which is amazing!! must read for people who want to know more about mexicos power dynamics, racism, colorism! very enlightening; as a latina myself, i could swap mexico to my countrys name and it would fit perfectly) (also he is very articulated, intelligent and funny! such an easy-going read besides the theme).

whats his favorite book? what kind of songs he listens to? share your spotify account with me tenoch!!

whats his comfort food? whats his WhatsApp profile picture? is it from a professional shoot or a selfie he took on his phone? did he cave in and bought an iphone? did he have pets growing up? whos taking care of his plants back home?

does he have a nickname? maybe 'Té', or 'Noche'? or is it something that has nothing in common with his name (my family nickname is completely different from my given name)?

and so on so on!! i need ANSWERS!! necesito tomarme un trago con el!! necesito pachequearme y hablar de la vida con este hombre!!!

Same. Like I literally found myself back on this godforsaken site after years because I needed to be able to vent about my love and obsession for this man.

Oh I would love to know his random opinions and his belief systems. I think he would find it amusing that we have looked up his astrological chart to the best of our abilities. Like he would definitely think "wow thats extensive" but he wouldn't make fun of it like some guys do.

So I know like very rudimentary Spanish that I learned because of my job. I got so often mistaken as some type of latin or hispanic person that it was easier to learn enough Spanish to get by and guests were always so understanding. "Oh she can understand us but it's hard for her to reply." I want to learn more Spanish but I don't have the time right now. I wish I could read his book but a translation isn't out yet.

As a filipino I feel like there will be a lot for me to relate to in the book considering the rampant colorism in all parts of Asia. Filipinos are often referred to as the 'Mexicans' of Asia. Which is weird but also fitting. What snippets of translation I've seen have been so interesting though.

I know he hates reggaeton with so much passion its kind of hysterical. I think I remember him mentioning one of his favorite books in an interview but I can't remember off the top of my head. I knoooow this man has all kinds of proud Latin music on his playlist. Also unabashed bangers like Selena.

He apparently has a screenshot from his whatsapp on his twitter somewhere and I think it's like a normal pic not anything professional.

DOES TENOCH HAVE PLANTS? THAT IS THE QUESTION I NEED ANSWERED BECAUSE I AM A PLANT MOM!

Did you see that interview where he was mad hungry and eating the food the interviewer bought him? I wonder if he's one of those mexican dads who is willing to try a bunch of stuff or if he's the type to always choose latin food over anything else.

I've seen some of his activist friends call him 'Noch' or 'Nochie' I also know that Diego Luna specifically calls him 'chiquitin'. And that makes me giggle because I think he smiles his stupid cute smile every time Diego calls him that.

LOL I have two first names and depending on who you are decides which one you call me. So I don't have any nicknames. Everyone would just get even more confused.

I wanna talk to him about everything, life, love, politics, bull shit, the things that make us happy, the things that make us sad. I wanna talk about our pasts, our futures, our dreams.

I want his advice. Like I bet he gives the best life advice.

thank you for the ask,

#ask #ask me

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lorei-writes · 2 years

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HC: Warlords having “THE Talk”

x fem!Reader Crack NSFW Premise: It just so happens that you realise your beloved may be lacking in regards to certain knowledge, and decide to talk with him about it. Suitors: Nobunaga, Mitsuhide, Hideyoshi, Mitsunari, Masamune, Ieyasu, Kenshin, Shingen, Sasuke, Yukimura, Kennyo Content Warnings: none*

*- mind the other labels + topic

Nobunaga

He takes it just plain wrong. Not that he is angry, but he certainly is moody, assuming - for whatever reason - that you consider him irresponsible. How dare.

Would having his child be so bad a fate? After all, he’ll need a heir just regardless!... Does this mean you DO NOT want to ever have children?? That could prove to be problematic! What if land fell back into chaos after he’s gone? HE NEEDS TO PREPARE FOR THAT. Why are you telling him only now???

Oh. He misunderstood. He listens to you, but he feels compelled to add you’re not getting any younger.

Still grumpy. He knows how to make children and you should be aware of that. Details? Unimportant. (He will ask about them more after he degrumpifies himself. He isn’t too proud about jumping to conclusions).

Mitsuhide

He listens in carefully and nods along the explanations, stays otherwise silent until you’re done with your lecture.

He points our it’s all future knowledge, and that none of the contraception methods you’ve listed have been invented yet. It’s... a good point. He also adds that the rest is but theory.

He ends up lecturing you on period appropriate (or well, available) methods of contraception. He can’t give much details on some of them, though... Not that you’d wish to know about those particular ones.

You’re lost, confused and less enlightened than you thought you were. Now, how are you supposed to have sex with your lover again? S. O. S., where’s the “FAQ by Time-Travellers for Time-Travellers” when you need it...

Hideyoshi

Focuses on periods. A lot. He wants to know everything about them, and grows a little pale upon realising you’re quite literally shedding tissue during menstruation.

What do you mean future people can have sex without worrying about the pregnancy? He always assumed one only did it when accepting it as a possibility. He misunderstood???

Great. Now he’s terrified of making love to you, because WHAT IF - what if - you get pregnant with his child and don’t want to be in that position?? What next??? He is not ready to become a single dad! (Although... He may have some experience... And his fatherhood may not be the only issue there...)

He copes by asking some of the married maids for advice. He doesn’t like what he hears. He... He needs a moment to process it all, okay?

Mitsunari

Oh, he’s curious. From strictly theoretical standpoint, but he is enthusiastic to learn more about the topic.

He asks questions. A lot of questions. You aren’t necessarily sure how to answer some of them.

He’s a strategist and this clearly is a war against sperm. You will find him scavenging for books on the medicine (merchants - mildly bothered, to say the least). It may last weeks. He NEEDS to invent a strategy. Duh.

Luckily, he forgets about it all when it comes to the actual love-making. You’re honestly very relieved... He... Got TOO enthusiastic with his fool-proofing...

Ieyasu

It’s just a casual conversation. He’s mostly interested in how the modern contraception methods work (as in, the mechanisms of them).

He reckons none of them are quite replicable as things are, though. Regrettably so.

He also asks about deliveries, infant mortality, what do people do in case of lactation problems, etc. Overall, all things early human development and delivery, although you don’t necessarily have much experience with either of those.

He asks if you’re willing to make this risk, since he can’t guarantee you safety as things are. He seems sad about it.

Masamune

Another terrified one, but for different reasons.

Listen, he knows he can pull out just fine (Masamune, no, that’s exactly the point...), and he has one eye, which is plenty enough to understand what needs to be understood about periods. But STDs and STIs?! He knows he slept with his fair share of people, what if he transmitted some??!

It honestly scares you too, so you both go over all the symptoms you are aware of. Seems he’s all right. Once again, your lover is luckier than smarter (at least when it comes to taking very risky risks).

All in all, he actually puts effort into understanding this everything, even with the surrounding theory. He drops being serious eventually, though, and requests a presentation. Hands on.

Kenshin

He both misunderstands you and ends up being terrified.

Misunderstands, because he knows how many times he came inside of you and now he believes you hated it. You must have, right? He NEVER asked! He didn’t know it could get you pregnant!

Terrified, because WHAT IF he for you pregnant?? Against your will?! Deliveries are risky too?? Are you going to die??

Honestly, he avoided women, so he knows next to nothing about any of that. He’s overwhelmed with data and you end up needing several more talks.

Shingen

At first, he mistakes it for a flirting attempts and tries to flirt back at you. After he realises that you’re serious, he listens carefully.

He actually asks whether you’d even want to have children.

Too many sex related stale jokes and puns follow in the next few days... Weeks... Each time he uses a future word, he asks you whether he did so correctly.

He ends up thinking he should give the talk to Yukimura. He goes forward with that. Shingen, no! You’re not his real dad!

Sasuke

[Soon after returning from the future]

He gives YOU a lecture. On historical methods... But also biology, chemistry and physics of sperm. All at once. Sasuke, HOW exactly does your web search history look?

He jumps to kink. Again, Sasuke, was browsing this your hobby? Not that you don’t want the information, BUT YOU DIDN’T EXPECT ACADEMIA STYLE LECTURE ON THE HISTORY OF BONDAGE. (With useful knots for tying down enemies as appending A).

He asks you all about your cycle and vaginal discharge. You don’t know why, but apparently, it allows him to put together a prototype of a fertility calendar.

At the end of the day, NONE OF THIS MATTERS (at least not much), as it turns out he stocked up on condoms and emergency contraception during your last stay in the future. (Honestly, why didn’t you think about it too? ; Yes, he thought you just wanted to talk about the topic for the joy of it).

Yukimura

Gets embarrassed when you bring up the topic. At first he listens to you carefully.

He looses it at the mention of fetishes, ‘outdoor sex’ in particular.

Why do you have to bring up the forest incident?

Ticks can do what??

Embarrassed. Didn’t get any of the theory. He understood some of the practical implications, though. Or so he thinks.

‘Uterus’ = womb = evil organ that he doesn’t have and is happy about it

Kennyo

He tries to understand every word, although it’s somewhat hard at him when you use modern vocabulary. It’s just that... Hormones, the names of them, it’s a lot to take in.

He doesn’t make any scene, but he is a little quiet afterwards. It follows him through the next few days, so you end up asking what’s the matter.

Turns out he misunderstood the point of the talk, but didn’t want to bother you with it or to impose on you.

The truth is... He secretly hoped that maybe one day you’d have a child together. Again, he never voiced this, as he didn’t want to impose anything on you.

He look a tiny bit like a puppy when admitting that.

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𝘼𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 - - - 𝙎𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙈𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙞

Wrote this story like three days before Mingi's birthday. So, I am going to keep my message to him briefly. Wishing Mingi a happy birthday. I cannot wait to see him grow as a better artist and as a better person. I wish that he would get all the things that he deserve in life ^^.

So, I hope y'all enjoy this Au and I hope this one will send butterflies in your tummy ^^

****

“It’s negative!”

Y/n exclaimed as she showed to her husband, Mingi the pregnancy result. “Again,” she sighed and she felt her eyes welling up with tears. She tried holding it in because she is sick and tired of crying just because she could not bear a child.

Mingi read the expression on y/n’s face and being the caring spouse that he is, gave her a hug and a kiss on the forehead. Mingi knows that he can do more than that but he just doesn't know how to express it; afraid that he will hurt your feelings even more.

“If you want to cry, then cry. It is okay. Don’t keep everything in, honey.” Mingi patted y/n’s hair as he brought her tighter to his embrace. Mingi felt tiny vibrations on y/n’s body and soft yet full of sadness sobs were coming out of her mouth. Mingi was hurt also. He knew that once they finally settled down about two years of their marriage that he and y/n would have children already because they were both ready physically and financially ready to have another member of the family. Tears started rolling down his face because he was also desperate to have little Mingis and y/n’s running down the house, he too was getting impatient to when the right time was coming.

“It’s been eight months, love.” Y/n managed to say in between her sobs. “I am getting tired of this already. Maybe,” y/n pause and sighed because of frustration. “We are not meant to have kids of our own. Getting pregnant is so much harder than what I expect it to be. I think we should give at this point, Mingi.”

Mingi was alerted and felt even more hurt by what y/n said.”Y/n, baby. Please don’t say that. We will have little Mingis and y/ns soon. I promise. We just need to wait for the right time.” Mingi cupped her face and gave her a brief kiss on the lips before wiping the tears on her face.

“Right time? When will that time come? We’re not getting any younger, Mingi. Yes, we have the money and all but we still need our youth and energy to care for our children, if we will have one.” Y/n was a bit upset because they’ve been talking about this matter for about forever already.

Y/n sighed and put Mingi’s hands on either side of her waist, “I am tired, Mingi. Can you please leave me alone for a moment? I need to lay down, my head hurts.” Y/n managed to give a smile to Mingi.

Mingi just nodded and guided her to their bed and tucked her in before kissing her on the lips.

Y/n doesn’t want that this talk would be another cause of their fight again. Y/n doesn’t want to talk about what she fears the most, which is falling out of love and eventually that would lead to divorce.

“Just call me when you need anything, okay love?” Mingi caressed y/n’s hair and smiled.

“I will, don’t worry.”

When Mingi left the room, Y/n started crying, putting one hand on her mouth so her sobs won’t be heard by her spouse. She just feels useless as a wife because she cannot bear a child.

“I feel envious of ladies who have babies,” she whispered to herself. “When is my turn?”

*****

“I am so sorry, man.” Yunho patted Mingi’s shoulder.

Yunho, Mingi’s closest friend was with him in the local pub near to where Mingi and y/n’s house. The two of them were here for about an hour and a half now. Mingi called Yunho over because he was his human diary and he feels comfortable ranting and sharing his problems with him because he listens well to him and sometimes gives him the best advice.

“Do you think I am a terrible person? Why can’t I just be a dad when we finally decide to settle down?” Mingi sighed and wiped the tears that were falling from his eyes. “I feel like I was making y/n so tired both physically and mentally because we just wanted to have a baby.” Mingi paused and looked at Yunho.

“I think it is time for us to stop,” said Mingi, which surprised Yunho. Yunho knows that Mingi does not give up easily, especially when he is so determined to reach a goal.

“Give up?” Yunho scoffed at Mingi. “That is not the Mingi that I know. Mingi, getting pregnant is much harder than you thought. Just give y/n and yourself a bit more time, okay? The doctors also said that both of you are healthy and there is no sign that one of you is infertile. You still have some chance, Mingi. Trust in yourself and never give up.” Yunho looked at his friend who was a mess at this point.

“And please, stop saying you are a bad person and don’t deserve to be a father. I know you will be a great dad someday, Mingi. I promise you.” Yunho gave Mingi a reassuring smile. Yunho looked at his watch.

“Time for us to get home, Mingi. We have wives waiting in our house,” Yunho chuckled and lifted his phone to show that his wife was already video calling him.

Yunho accepted the call and it showed his six-year-old twins, Seoyun and Seojun.

Mingi felt a little envious because of it. I wish I could experience that too. He thought to himself.

“Oh! My two little babies!” Why did you call?”

“Eomma said come home already or else she would shave your hair off.” Seoyun said, which surprises Yunho. Yunho takes pride in his hair and heis afraid of losing it. Mingi who was in front of him was laughing because of what the kid said.

“I will, I just need to finish talking to your uncle,” Yunho turned his phone to Mingi so his kids could see him. Mingi smiled and waved warmly at them. The twins were saying hello nonstop to their favorite uncle.

“Uncle, when will you visit us again with auntie?” Seojun asked.

“If your appa got his hair shaved off by your eomma,” Mingi smiled at the children. Yunho glared at him and touched his hair. He rolled his eyes at him and Mingi let out a little chuckle.

“Kids, can you tell your uncle Mingi that he should not give up?” Yunho asked his kids. Yunho gave a smile at him and Mingi felt warm all over because of his friends and his children’s sweetness.

“On the count of three, Seoyun. We should say it together okay?” The eldest among the twins, Seojun said.

“Okay, but appa will count for us,” Seoyun suggested. “Is that okay, appa?” he asked.

“Yes, of course,” Yunho answered.

“1”

“2”

“3”

“Don’t ever give up Uncle Mingi! We love you!” The twins both said at the same time they even gave their uncle Mingi some finger hearts.

Mingi was so delighted and giddy about the kids' actions. “Thank you so much Seojun and Seoyun. Uncle won’t give up, I promise you both,” Mingi smiled, controlling his tears. Yunho felt satisfied that at least he made his friend feel much better.

Yunho turned his back to him. “I need to end the call now, kiddos. Tell your eomma I am on my way home,” Yunho told his kids. Yunho was about to press the end button when Seoyun said, “Appa, bring home some ice cream, please!” he said cutely so his dad won’t say no.

Yunho chuckled, “Of course, I will. I really need to go now. Bye guys, see you at home,” he waved at his kids before putting his phone down.

Yunho looked at his friend who was now smiling at him with admiration.

“I always like your family, Yunho.” Mingi smiled. “I wish y/n and I could form a family like you,” Mingi sighed so that his tears wouldn't fall down.

Yunho chuckled and tapped his back. “Don’t worry, man. You will have kids soon. I promise. Don’t stress yourself and y/n out, okay?” Yunho smiled.

“Thanks, for your time, Yunho. If you also have problems just come to me anytime too.”

“No prob, bro. I am just doing my best as a friend.” He looked at his phone and there was one message from his wife which made him nervous.

“I think we should really go now,” Yunho was touching his head, checking if his hair was still there. Mingi laughed because he found his friend funny.

“I agree with you or else your wife will shave your hair off.”

*****

“Ready to go?” Mingi asked y/n who was still inside their bedroom, fixing her makeup palettes and brushes.

Y/n was so gloomy for the past two weeks ever since the negative result of her pregnancy. She was not also productive the whole two weeks on her business which is a cosmetic brand and a salon. This made Mingi worry so much so he decided to take y/n to the beach to cheer her up. This was also Mingi’s little parting away gift from y/n because he will be leaving Korea tomorrow because he was going to work on a big music project in London with his favorite artists for four months. This was always his dream ever since he started having passion for producing music. He is sad to leave y/n on her own but he doesn’t want to miss this once in a lifetime opportunity.

“Just a little bit, love. I just need to put this necklace on,” she waved the jewelry on her hand.

“Let me do it,” Mingi went to y/n’s vanity where she was seated and grabbed the necklace.

“There,” Mingi put his hands on her shoulder and smiled brightly. “My wife looks so gorgeous,” he gently caresses her cheek, making y/n giggle.

“Stop it, hon.” Y/n covered her face with her hands.

“Why are you hiding your face? Are you being shy to your husband again because he complimented you?” Mingi smirked and put y/n’s arms around his waist. Y/n hid her face against his chest, making Mingi chuckle because he finds his wife’s action funny.

“If you don’t want to show your face to me right now, y/n, I will cancel our plans for today and,” he paused. “We will have fun in our bedroom the whole day, nonstop.” Mingi chuckled because he just felt y/n froze\ for a moment. Y/n peeked to see Mingi’s face a bit. Mingi caught a glimpse of her and winked at her. She again hid her face against his chest. One of his hands started to roam around y/n’s back.

“You know what I mean by that,right?” Mingi smirked. “If you want to walk for the next few days, let me see your face.” Mingi demanded. Y/n did not respond to what he said.

“Fine, you really want to have fun in our bedroom, eh.” Mingi started to pull y/n’s coat down. Y/n looked up at Mingi and pulled her coat back up.

“Stop it right there, you pervert,” she puts a hand up to keep a distance between the two of them. Mingi laughed because of how flustered his wife is.

She grabbed her purse and started exiting the bedroom in a hurry. “I will be waiting inside the car!” Y/n shouted through the hallways.

*****

“Wake up, sleepy head. We’re at the beach already.” Mingi whispered to y/n’s ear while lightly caressing her cheek. Y/n’s eyebrows furrowed and let out a small grunt as a response. She turned her head away from Mingi so that her annoying husband would stop bothering him.

Mingi let out a sigh of frustration. He has been trying to wake y/n up for the past ten minutes and she would not even open her eyes. He noticed last week that y/n take naps more often but he let that slide because maybe she was just tired from work.

“Fine, if you are being stubborn, so be it.” Mingi got out of the car and walked to the passenger side of the car and opened the door. He pulled down the recliner of the car a little bit violently, but y/n was still sleeping like a baby. He went on top of her before closing the door of the car. Mingi looked at her quizzically and was a bit confused. Y/n was not that of a heavy sleeper so he was confused as to why won’t she wake up with that force he did.

Mingi lowered himself down and started pouring rain of kisses on her face all the way down to her neck and shoulders. His hands were wandering around her body in that way at least she could wake up. Y/n started to wake up when Mingi playfully bit her lower lip and squeezed her breast. Mingi stopped what he was doing leaving a y/n with a frowning face.

“Finally, someone decided to wake up,” he smirked at his wife.

“Why did you stop?” Y/n whined. “I was enjoying it,” she glared at Mingi.

Mingi raised an eyebrow and clicked his tongue. “So you were waiting for that to happen?” he chuckled. “You are being too naughty, honey.” Mingi smirked at her.

“Hate to ruin the fun, but you need to step out of the car and enjoy the spring breeze that the beach has to offer us,” Mingi kissed y/n on the lips. “I will make it up to you once we get home.”

******

“Don’t run too fast y/n!”

Mingi was chasing around y/n at the beach. They were playing tag for about an hour now like little kids. Good thing there weren’t a lot of people on the beach that day – since it was still spring and the water is not yet that warm – or else they would get a lot of weird stares.

“Catch me if you can!” Y/n yelled at Mingi who came into halt because he was tired as hell. He has his hands on his knees and panting like there is no tomorrow. He does not have much more energy to run but he needed to catch y/n nonetheless because he never won’t let it slide to lose in a game of tag to y/n.

He got up and started running like crazy towards y/n. Y/n started dashing off as well. They were running in circles while laughing at their silly faces. Unfortunately, y/n tripped over her untied shoelaces. Mingi laughed at her and started to run towards her.

“Fuck, I should have doubled tied my shoelaces,” y/n cursed at herself. She was about to tie them but Mingi was so close so she had no choice but to run – without tying her shoelaces – or else he would have caught her.

She tried running fast again but this time she was cautious not to step on her laces. She was running like this for about a minute until Mingi wrapped his arms around her waist, making her let out a scream. The both of them missed their footing, so they ended up falling down to the sand.

“I finally caught you,” Mingi managed to say in between his breaths.

“That was unfair. My laces were untied,” y/n complained.

“Well, that is not my problem and I am not at fault with that,” Mingi stood up and lended a hand to y/n so that she would get up as well. She was frowning as if she lost a quiz bee.

“Don’t be silly, love. It is just a game.” Mingi pulled y/n close to him, wrapping her arms around his waist. Mingi kissed the top of her head. Y/n looked up at him and went on her tippy toes to give Mingi a soft kiss on the lips. Mingi parted his lips, welcoming the warmth that y/n has to offer him. They keep the kiss very brief before parting away from each other. Mingi pulled her closer and tighter to his embrace.

“I hate to leave you tomorrow,” Mingi faked a cry before planting a kiss on top of y/n’s head.

“I know, but you’ve been waiting for that project for a long time now. You need to grab that rare opportunity, Mingi; or else you would regret it.” Y/n lifted her head to give Mingi a warm smile before giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“Don’t worry about me too. I can manage on my own and I will call and update you everyday.”

Mingi smiled the whole time his wife was speaking.

“You sure? I will be gone for four months,”

Y/n nodded, “Yup. If I ever miss you I can just book the first flight ticket to London and go looking for you.”

Mingi laughed at his wife's statement and pinched her cheek.

“Aigoo~ You are so cute!” Mingi kissed her again on the lips.

“I hope that when you come back home in Korea after four months, we will already conceive a baby.” Y/n looked up at him with hopeful eyes.

“We will, honey. We will,” Mingi smiled from ear to ear while caressing y/n’s cheek.

They watched the sun as it started to set down. They enjoyed watching the different hues mix together as if the sky was a big canvas. They enjoy the saltiness of the air and the calm crashing sounds of the ocean waves. The soft squawking of the seagulls was like music to their ears. The coolness and the freshness of the spring breeze that hits their faces refreshes them and makes their problems and worries in life melt away like a block of ice under a hot sun during summer. This symbolizes new beginnings for them as a married couple. No matter what trials they may face, they should not be giving up; even if that means being away from each other.

Looking at the sunset with amusement and hope in their eyes, they prayed to God that they would finally form the family that they always wanted.

***four months later***

“The plane just landed, baby. Can’t wait to see you!” Mingi was feeling butterflies flying around his stomach because finally he was back home. He misses y/n so much and he was dying to kiss her and he just wanted y/n to just be in his arms.

“Mee too, love. I couldn't even sleep last night because of excitement,” y/n giggled. “I also just wanted to wish a happy birthday to my loving husband. Can’t wait to show you your gift!” Y/n was smiling from ear to ear and was pacing around the airport.

“Really? What is it?”

“You have to see it to believe it. I know you would love my present.”

“Okay I am getting a little bit scared and nervous about your gift. I hope it is something that I like”

“I told you, you would definitely love it. You’ve been dying to have this for a year now!”

“Okay whatever it is, I am ready for it. I need to pass the immigrations now y/n. I need to put the phone down now. See you in a bit. I love you!”

“I love you too!” Y/n was the one who ended the call.

Y/n looked at her parents and her parents-in-law who were sitting down on a bench with a smile on her face before sitting down on the available seat.

“I hope Mingi would love my gift,” Y/n looked down on her growing womb before rubbing it. “Baby~ you will finally meet your daddy,” y/n giggled while she was talking to her baby.

“Of course! Mingi would love it. The two of you were trying to get pregnant for a long time now,” her dad chuckled and touched the hand of y/n. “Don’t get too nervous, okay? Mingi would definitely love this birthday gift that you will give.” Said Mingi’s dad who is her father-in-law.

Y/n is now four months pregnant with their baby. She found out that she was pregnant a month after Mingi left the country. She went to the doctors to see if she really is pregnant and it was positive; she is bearing a child for a month now. No words can explain how delighted y/n about this news. After about almost a year of trying, they finally conceived a baby! She wanted to tell Mingi right away but decided to keep it a secret until he came back home to Korea, which was on his birthday. She told the good news to her parents and in-laws first and of course they were excited and happy about it because they will finally have a grandkid. Y/n told them to keep this a secret first to Mingi and they were all in for that plan.

Whenever y/n and Mingi video call each other and y/n would feel like throwing up and feeling nauseous, she would tell Mingi that she had a terrible hangover or that she probably ate something wrong and was not aware of it. Whenever Mingi asked for a photo, she would only take selcas and not a full body photo. Y/n made a lot of excuses just to keep the secret and to make the plan successful, of course she had her parents and in-laws who were helping her do all of these excuses.

Y/n felt her phone vibrate, so she lifted up her phone and saw that Mingi is already out of immigration and is on his way to where she is. She announced it to her parents and in-laws and they too were feeling the same way as y/n; they were all excited and anxious. Y/n was wearing a long baggy coat to hide the bump.

She already saw Mingi and waved her hands up in the air so that he would notice her. It did not take long for Mingi to notice that and went rushing towards y/n.

“Y/n! Honey!” Mingi hugged y/n. Y/n was keeping a little distance from her womb so he wouldn't feel it and get a clue of it. He kissed your lips passionately, tasting and savoring you because he misses you being around him. He just keeps it brief because he knew that your parents and his parents were watching.

After you two parted, Mingi bowed to both of your parents to give respect towards them before engaging in a conversation.

“Y/n, the gift. Show it now,” y/n’s mom told her excitedly. Y/n’s mother-in-law was jumping up and down because of excitement. Mr. Song had to calm her down because people were staring at her.

“Oh right,” Y/n smiled from ear to ear to Mingi. Mingi is just there standing clueless.

“Hon, could you please undo the buttons of my coat so you can see your gift?” Y/n asked.

Mingi, being clueless yet excited about his gift, just did what y/n said. Mingi’s jaw immediately drop to the floor when he saw little bump underneath y/n’s dress when Mingi undoed the buttons.

“You’re….” Mingi could not seem to find the right words to say. His expression was unreadable and y/n was anxious; so are the parents.

“Yes, I am pregnant and you are the dad. I am so sorry if I upset you by not telling you right away. I wanted it to be a surprise for you,” Y/n nervously explained. Still, no response from Mingi, his eyes were focused on the baby bump.

Fat tears started rolling down his face and a smile crept up to his lips. “Oh y/n! I am not upset. I thought I was just jet lagged from my flight and I am seeing things. I really love your surprise gift, I think it is really sweet of you and our parents to plan this as a surprise for me. I just cannot believe I am gonna be a dad,” Mingi cried and the only thing that y/n do is give him a hug.

“I cannot believe I am gonna be a dad!” Mingi repeated. Mingi was the one who let go of the hug and kneeled down to talk to the growing baby inside y/n’ body.

“Hello baby. Daddy is finally home. It is nice to see you. I promise to take care of you and mommy. Daddy loves you so much.” Mingi gave the bump a kiss before standing up.

“Since when did you learn that you were pregnant?” Mingi asked.

“A month after you left.”

“It must be really hard to be pregnant without me on your side for five months. You must have had a hard time, didn't you? I will make it up for you, I promise.” Mingi kissed y/n on the lips.

“Not really, our parents stayed at our house for the whole four months just to make sure I won’t have a hard time.” Y/n gestured at their parents who are now a crying mess because of the happiness that they feel.

Mingi walked towards them and gave them lots of bows to show how grateful he was.

“Just please take good care of y/n and your baby. And your your future babies as well. Be the best father, Mingi for your family,” Mingi’s dad advise him.

“I will dad. I won’t let you down.” Mingi tapped his dad’s shoulder giving it a light squeeze.

The parents were congratulating them both, y/n felt something in her tummy. She touched the bump and she fell frozen for a second. Tears started escaping her eyes.

“Honey, what’s wrong? Does anything hurt?” Mingi asked with full concern.

Y/n cannot speak because of shock so she took Mingi’s hands and put it on her womb. Mingi felt the same reaction as to what y/n was feeling.

“The. baby. Is. moving.” Mingi said slowly and looked at y/n straight in the eye before smiling.

“That’s because the baby heard the voice of their dad,” Y/n managed to say.

“The bay is moving,” Mingi keeps on repeating while jumping up and down; clicking his heels from time to time. Good thing not a lot of people were passing by that part of the airport.

Mingi pulled y/n in an embrace. “I love my birthday gift, darling. This is the best birthday gift ever! I love you y/n!” Mingi showered y/n with kisses while rubbing the womb from time to time.

“Of course, I love you too, little one.” Mingi kneeled down and started kissing the bump, feeling little movements that the baby makes.

Mingi stood up and kissed y/n again on the lips before smiling widely at her.

“Happy birthday, Mingi. I am glad you love and cherish your gift. Which is our little one.”

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urlexaprohoe · 2 years

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Dear Mother… (One shot)

This story is made out of letters, which Y/N wrote to her dead mother during the time her husband Tommy was away for war.

Dear Y/N

Warnings: Angst, mentions of war, mentions of death, this story is depressing!

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“What was he like before France?“

- “He laughed a lot.“

Dear Mother,

Today, Thomas took me on one last date before he goes away to fight for our country like the brave man he is. I am scared. I wish you would be here with me, so I could ask you for advice on how to be a supportive wife to him.

Thomas gifted me some roses, they smell just as beautiful as they look. Hopefully I can preserve them just like you taught me when I was a child. After that, he took me to the park where he proposed to me 6 months ago…when we didn’t know that he’d have to go away so soon.

I held his hand the whole time because I know that I won’t be able to feel his touch for a long time now. Sometimes, I regret not giving you as much affection as I could have given you and I don’t want to make the same mistake with him. Thomas doesn’t seem to be as scared as I am. A few days ago, when I was over at his family’s place, I had a little chat with his big brother Arthur. I think I’ve already told you about him, him and John are the fun part of family meetings, for sure.

He told me that he talked to his brother a few days ago and Thomas cheered him up quite well. He never fails to do that, even in the most difficult situations. I know that Arthur is just as scared as I am. We both don’t get how Thomas is able to suppress his fear so well. He reminds me of dad sometimes, when he always used to distract us during thunderstorms, when the both of us were sure that our roof would be blown away.

I miss both of you. With you, this situation would be a lot more bearable, I’m sure.

Love you always,

Y/N.

Dear Mother,

Thomas has been away for 3 months now. He sent me a letter about a month ago, but I couldn’t bring myself to read it until today. Now I’m writing to you again, because my fear has risen. I’ve been able to distract myself pretty well these past few days, helping Polly and Ada with the business. He hasn’t lost his hopeful spirit, I’ve seen it in the way he writes. Thomas spent at least half of the letter telling me how much he loves and misses me, it was quite beautiful.

He also asked me about the baby.

Mother, I am truly scared. I don’t know how to care for a child just yet, especially not without you by my side. I wish we would’ve waited just a little bit longer to figure out that I would have to bring our child into the world without my beloved husband by my side. I’m in my 4th month now and things start to become harder to manage. Sometimes, I wonder about how you managed everything while having to carry me with you all the time. You told me how difficult pregnancy was for you, I guess I’ve always been a troubling child.

Thomas and I have already decided the names. If the baby is a boy, we want to name him Charles. If the baby is a girl, we want to name her Elizabeth, after you. I think you’d like that a lot.

I know that everything will go well with you watching over me.

Love you always,

Y/N.

Dear Mother,

I don’t know what to do. Thomas hasn’t written to me in months. They talk about the war on the streets, really bad things. Polly taught me not to listen to them, people tend to dramatize a lot of things. But I can’t handle the thought of Thomas not coming home to me and Charles.

The baby was a boy, by the way. I know that you would have preferred a girl, honestly, me too. But when I first looked into those light blue eyes, it was love at first sight. He looks just as pure as his father. I know that he’ll grow up to be a beautiful young man. When I’m holding him in my arms, I feel less alone, less scared. I feel like I’m able to manage everything for once.

Now I finally understand all of the things you’ve told me about motherhood when I was little. I would do everything for this child, even if it meant giving my life for him.

But as long as my husband is away, I’ll try to give Charles as much love as two parents could give him.

I wonder how Thomas will react when he sees his son for the first time. Maybe he’ll cry, just like when I told him about my pregnancy for the first time. He was so excited to become a father. We’ll take Charles to the little lake we used to walk around when the both of us felt stressed out. Maybe we’ll get a chance to feed some of the cute ducks there, I’m sure Charles would like that very much.

I really hope that the war won’t escalate further, I want my son to have a happy childhood, just like I had on our little farm.

Love you always,

Y/N.

Dear Mother,

I know that I haven’t written to you in a long time, I just wasn’t able to. Charles is three years old now and he has grown up to become a beautiful young boy. I had lost all hope in holding my husband in my arms once again, but Thomas and the other soldiers actually came back, well, some of them did…

I know that you probably wonder why I write to you in such a cold tone. The truth is, I don’t know how to feel right now. He has changed. When I held him in my arms for the first time, it felt like holding a completely different man. The spark in his eyes was gone, his cheerful smile was gone. He hasn’t smiled once for the whole time he has been back home.

Polly doesn’t know what to do either. She told me that Arthur and John both look like they haven’t slept in weeks. She let Arthur stay over once and during the night, he started to scream, scared that the soldiers might break through the walls with their shovels banging against the wall.

I’m afraid that I feel exactly the same. Sometimes, when I lay awake during the night, I can feel Thomas breathing heavily next to me and in the next moment, he just gets up and walks outside without a single word. Sometimes, he just doesn’t come back until the morning. Then he sits at the breakfast table, staring at a corner before leaving to handle business.

Business. His new wife.

It seems as if he doesn’t have time for Charles and me. Everytime I ask him if he will go on a walk with us to the little lake, like I’ve told you, he just waves off and tells me that he doesn’t have time for that right now. He always has to handle his business.

I’ve learned not to ask questions. Sometimes, he comes home with blood all over his white shirts and I’m too scared to ask whether itˋs his own blood or someone else's.

Ada has already given up this family in her mind. Or at least it feels like she has. But who can blame her? They’ve all become so cruel. A few years ago, Arthur and John were joking around all the time, but nowadays, I just see them fight. When they get drunk, it’s the worst. I don’t want Charles to see such behaviour, so I’ve given up on bringing him with me to the family meetings. They don’t care about spending time with him anyways.

I plan on talking to Thomas during the next few days, like you always used to do when you had an argument with my father. Maybe it will help us solve some issues.

Love you always,

Y/N.

Dear Mother,

I am currently sitting on a train to London. I have taken Charles with me, he is sleeping peacefully. I don’t know if he knows that we won’t come back. Talking to Thomas hasn’t resolved anything, things have become even worse. We have started to fight more and more and I have noticed that Charles has become more distant towards me. Maybe he’s scared of me because he sees me screaming at his father.

But I just feel so helpless.

Thomas is at the races with his brothers, handling business, as always. I’ve taken the opportunity to leave this godforsaken place for good. It’s time to start a new life, with a new name. People have started to become more and more afraid of me and I know it’s because of my husband. I don’t want to know what he does to them.

When I met him, I always thought of my father and you. It just felt like love at first sight, the perfect man for me, just like you told me about my father.

I would’ve loved growing old with Thomas. But this isn’t the Thomas I’ve fallen for all these years ago. This isn't the Thomas that would bring me fresh roses and take me on little walks through the park.

This is a cold, heartless man. This is a man that only loves his work, not his family, not his wife, not even his precious little son. I’ll learn to raise Charles to be the man I wanted to have by my side.

Thomas will always be on my mind and I hope that you’ll forgive me for leaving my husband behind. I failed at being a supportive wife.

The train is coming to a stop now. It’s time to start over.

I’m sorry,

Y/N.

#peaky blinders #arthur shelby #john shelby #thomas shelby #tommy shelby #tommy shelby x reader #tommy shelby one shot #tommy shelby imagine #peaky blinders one shot #peaky blinders imagine

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kanataka-san · 2 years

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So this oneshot is to this request

It's my first request and one shot (it's been a very long time since I wrote one so please don't eat me)

I'm sorry for any mistakes

(is it too late to say english isn't my first language?)

thank you so much for requesting @xjustmarsx ♡

The only thing that (Y/N) wasn't expecting to happend this week was to get trapped in the infamous upside-down Hawkins without a way out, fighting with some nasty bats like creatures wanting to make a meal out of them, be chased by angry baseball jocks while trying to fight the evil d&d character hunting his friend and thinking how to clear out the Munsons name before something worse happens to the innocent boy- it was a lot to take in three days and he was sure Eddie was slowly loosing his mind, if he didn't already.

Walking next to Robin and looking around at his friends made (Y/N) re-remember some crazy things that happend the year earlier and even if they weren't the best memories they made- bringing trauma and many different things along the way- but this also brought them closer together into working as a team making them kind of a familly.

"Hey Robin, remember that time in the Starcourt bathroom when-"

"We got drugget out of our minds and puked all over the toilet? Kind of hard to forget." both laughed at the awfoul remainding of the 48 hours they were trapped in the elevator, succesfully getting out then running for their lifes when only the two youngest made it back out and got help- thinking it was the end but in reality was just the beging.

"Yea- well about the whole 'truth thingy' we had back there, well- I just want to come clean to you- in case all this shit becomes tottal catastrophe in the end." Breathing out though his mouth while anxiously rubbing hands together (Y/N) looked at his firend that was already looking at him with a curious shine in her eyes.

"Just so you know, you're not alone in all this liking not-who-you're-supposed-to-thing-"

That information made one of Robins leg catch a tree root nearli falling on her face but thankfully taller boy prevent her seeing the black veiny ground up close. "Wait you too....?"

Nooding his head (Y/N) moved a bit away to give the girl some space to stand up.

"For as long as I can remember girls weren't really my type- I liked them of course- had something going on for a while but that wasn't it? It just didn't feel right."

Pointing her finger to the back where Steve and Eddie were waking Robin made an assumption "Is it because dingus was trying his hardest to get you a date while working his shifts at the family video? I remember everytime you rented a new casset and a girl happend to show an interest in you."

Looking back in time, recalling all the times Steve had at least one paper note with a phone number of some girl, ready to be handed to him made the boy shiver. "In a way yea- but also I kind of have that one person, 24/7 on my mind and normally if I wasn't- you know- I would ask my dad or even Steve but seeing how he has no go with anybody and definitelly not guys-"

They both agreed without any obstacles on that fact, making (Y/N) continue. "on the other hand- my dad would kill me if he knew- and we're simmiliar in that area, also your advices aren't the "Steve the hair Harrington" kind of way meaning they can actually make up my train of thoughts-"

Noticing the gears turning in his friends head, he decided to give the girl time to process every information she was given and look out for things that could make her trip again.

After collecting her rapid thinking Robin began to slowly speak up. "So you want to tell me about your crush and want my help with comming with conclusion for it?"

Cathing the eye contact taller boy sudently felt shy and the overthinking started working it's magic inside his brain. "Basically- it's ok if you don't want to listen about it, it's kind of pointless-"

Cutting off the self hated shit (Y/N)s mouth produced, Robin tried to lighten up the mood in her own way. "We are literaly in hell, anything could kill us at any minute and we really don't have anything better to do than walk to Nancys house, praying there will be some clue how to get out of here. I don't mind, and if it helps us get some sort of tension out by speaking like we do everyday? Count me in."

Chuckling at the shorter gils antics (Y/N) relaxed his shoulders knowing there would be no judging in what he's about to confess. "Right- well. The basics: He's tall, got those warm brown eyes, long dark hair, dunno why but the rings do it for me also he's a tottal goof ball if you got to know him better. You've actually meet him not that long ago. Oh and everyone in this fucked up town wants him dead, thinking he's a cult leader responsible for all the killings."

With mouth half open at the relevation, gazing up and down at the boy walking next to her, blond haired girl shook her head. "Wow... never in my life have I heard anybody describe a person that way, also- never thought metalheads were your type?"

"I'm being totally honest with you here- I didn't know that untill one day we meet at the RRs place and it turned out I'm not the only dealer around here."

This time she was full on staring.

"We've been friends for so long and you didn't tell me?"

"I though you already knew this!"

Her dramatic and weird hands gestures nearly hit the flannel wearing boy in the face. "How was I supposed to?"

Moving his hands up in surrender, avoiding the danger of possibility getting knock out, (Y/N) laughed quietly "Steve's nickname for me is literally grass boy?"

"I though it ment as in gardening like, moving the lawn, triming hedges or even planting the flowers!"

"Yea, planting the flowers that get you high-"This response got the two dissaprooving looks by Nancy as they laugher was getting louder by the second.

Trying to keep quiet not to anger the shorter girl, Robin simply changed the subject of the conversation. "Ok, back on the track of the main problem, I'm sure you've seen his back pocket? The bandana? There is still a chance, the worst that could happend would be rejection."

"You know unlike Steve, I don't hate that you're right most of the time.. thanks Robs, for hearing me out."

"No problem, that's what friends are for."

#male reader #eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #robin buckley x platonic!male reader #nancy wheeler #steve harrington #stranger things fluff #stranger things x male reader #stranger things x reader #stranger things #stranger things one shot #eddie stranger things #robin buckley

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sadlynotthevoid · 1 year

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I just read this fic:

And can I say, I love the idea of Jason joining the Fenton family so much? Usually is otherwise, and I really like that, but they would be so good for each other.

He would fit so well with them, a family of bright, intelligent, people with feral overprotective tendencies and academic aspirations (no, Danny is not the exception, he wanted to be an astronaut). Jazz finally would have someone to nerd about non-ghost/technological things and he's a triumphant at the same level as her— a triumphant in a genius family.

Danny would have a Big brother who is happy to scare anyone he asks, help him with the superhero things one only can master (lol) through experience or a mentor's guide, and he can introduce him to the ghost culture. Besides, he would enjoy listening to Danny's space infodump.

Danielle and he would get along like a house on fire. He would carry her on his shoulders for fun but also so Ellie could look down on people she's being petty with. And they would exchange travel stories.

Last but not less important, Jack and Maddie could be excellent parents for Jason, especially post-resurrection. When he needs to feel safe and loved. And in a universe where Maddie and Jack turned pages and are doing better now— They're putting effort to be better parents because they love their kids— that's what he gets. Unconditional love.

He went for a lot of things and then when he was finally in a safe place, everything went down and he died. He woke up to a world that didn't change a single bit of those parts— those parts that hurt him and others that can't do anything but try to defend themselves and resist. And yet, it changed too much. The people he cares for and love were different, and he could accept that with time, but what was the point if they didn't would try to do the same for him?

Because from his point of view, they don't love him anymore or not in the same way he loves them. Not at the same amount either. And it hurts. Knowing that he's never going to be as loved as the others. That his dad prefers a fake memory of a son that he doesn't seem to remember well, an illusion, over him, a son that came back from death and cried for him even when he couldn't think. When he was a brainless zombie basically. It hurts him to know that, at his father's eyes, he worths nothing now. It hurts him every time he sees the scar in his throat.

It no surprises him when one day he wakes up feeling there's liquid fire destroying him from inside. He's having trouble to breathe and his head is screaming nothing and everything at once— Fortunately, he doesn't stay alone like that for too long.

At some moment his phone must have gone off because before he noticed it, he had it in his hand and a familiar voice was talking from the other side. For some miracle (or what Roy called his Jay-senses) Roy Harper decided to call him at whatever hour it was. They talked. What was happening? He didn't know. Is he injured? No. Is he in pain? "..." What did he need? Again, he didn't know.

For when Jason ended the call, they must have spent at least a hour on it. He vaguely remembers that the sky was still dark when he woke up and now the sun was— well, not out because it was Gotham, but it was somewhere up there.

Two hours later, Jason is driving out of Gotham, following Roy's advice. Who may not be a therapist but learned enough about mental health from Dinah to know what Jason needed. Space from the metaphorical knife in his heart. So he chose a random direction and started moving.

The next morning Jason finds himself in a town called Amity Park, Illinois, he thinks. He wasn't paying too much attention to anything that wasn't the road. Quite the opposite, actually. He was looking for a distraction.

At that exact moment, a green glowing blur collided five feet from him. Whoa, that was close. The green blur was followed by a flying... galaxy-themed child? Said child raised his hand and shouted a green beam to the crater where the green crashed.

Well, he was looking for a distraction, wasn't him? Maybe he should wait and see what's happening here. He doesn't know if the kid is a meta defending himself of a robot or just practicing his powers.

"Wao! Wao there kid! Watch the bike! I just painted it! Don't ruin my hard work like that". So, the green one was a person, not a thing. Good to know.

"Well, don't ruin MY hard work then, Johnny——", the glowing star child frowned, tilting his head. "Do you sense that? Is like—" he closed his eyes and turned around— And what kind of relationship do they have that he can do that with someone he was attacking just a seconds ago?— the green guy also did the same thing. It looked a bit funny. What were they even doing? Maybe they were searching something?

Well, he was never going to find out that spying on them like a stalker. That was more a thing of— yeah. No. Not that he was hidden, just in silence under the shadow of this big tree. So, yeah, nothing like him.

"Hey", he stepped out— and immediately got wrapped by a black whip thingy and pulled in front of the glowing people. The thing screeched. What was this?

"Shit. You're core is breaking bad man."

His what?

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Then they carry him to Danny's home and Johnny goes for Frostbite while Danny explains him what a core is because dude looks so confused. Then he has to explain what a halfa is and boy, he didn't need another identity crisis.

Jazz arrives in the middle of this, sees his brother giving a Ghost Intensive Course resumed to a strange teenager on the sofa, and postpones her own crisis (because they ARE turning in her parents, damnit) to start damage control.

For when Frostbite comes with a core expert aside, the Fenton parents had already wrapped Jason like a burrito. Jack is seated on the next couch to him with a plate of cookies (from Tucker's dad btw), Maddie is placed beside Jason talking about his time at college, and the three Fenton children are coming down from preparing the guest room.

Turn out his core IS shattering because, for ghosts, that are partially made of it, emotions are highly important. So, experiences like abandonment or betrayal, for example, can cause damage to the core.

The feeling of burning was the energy of his core escaping through leaks. Frostbite tells them that if he hadn't got help now, he probably would have felt a sharp sudden pain in a few days and exploded. Jason almost choke on ecto-rade when he heard that, he was at the edge of his second death and would have been an explosion. Again.

He gets promptly distracted when the other yeti, a lady called Blizzard, inquires that the liquid sensation was probably a sign that he has a water affinity core, and proceeds to explain what core affinities are. He can't help but grin because that sounds just like he will be able to do water bending. What? He died at fifteen, he was allowed to act childish sometimes.

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Anyways, that's all what I have so far. Feel free to add anything.

#dpxdc #The fentons adopting Jason #Who needs a furry when you have a giant sweet engineer and a kickass dictor lady to parent you #And yes #I headcanon Jason as water core #No I'm not explaining now #I have low battery

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