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bitchinbarzal · 9 months
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Here’s an angst idea
After having Wyatt, Mama B, and Mat decided that it was best if Mama B stepped back from her job so that someone could care for their kids 24/7.
Once Hockey season resumes, the weight of everything started to fall on Mama B a lot. 4 kids, and you’re practically a single mother. You have 2 kids in school with active hobbies, a clingy two-year-old and a newborn.
Her husband? He’s either on a roadie or going home late after celebratory drinks.
Then, they had a big fight one night. Mean things were said but Mama B’s stand is “You get to enjoy your life and career while I have to sacrifice mine. I love the kids but isn’t fair and I fear I’m losing my self of identity.”
After Wyatt was born, you’d decided to take the same six month break you’d taken with all of the other kids but as the time went on you felt like you should stay home and be with the kids.
So, you decided to take a leave of absence from the team indefinitely.
In the beginning, it was all fine. You were soaking up the newborn phase and then the off season came around so you didn’t feel any different.
When the season started back up again, Mat would come home telling you all about his day at the rink and you couldn’t help but become sort of jealous. You wondered what your boys were doing, how were the new guys getting on?
You loved Wyatt, this wasn’t about her. It was about feeling isolated from your friends, work and social life.
You sat at home alone watching stories of the devils on road trips, of your husband out drinking with his friends while you were surrounded by your sleeping kids.
During the day, you felt like you didn’t get a moment to breathe. Ryder had hockey practice almost every single night and Ivy was doing something if it was dancing, piano lessons or something. Along with the fact that the kids were still taking ASL lessons on top of all of that.
On Sunday Mat had an afternoon game and by the time he’d returned home you had already made the kids dinner and cleaned up, everything Mat promised to help with.
He walks in and the house is silent, apart from Wyatt’s gurgling.
When he enters the kids playroom he sees them all, you included having a conversation solely in sign language.
He frowns, not being able to depict the whole sentence only a few words.
“What you guys talking about?”
You all turn to look at him, you bounce wyatt in your arms.
“We’re telling Bailey a bedtime story!” Ivy announces proudly.
“You are?” He asks, walking in and picking Bailey up into his lap.
Bailey begins signing to Mat but his dad only frowns “I-I’m sorry bud I don’t know what you’re saying”
“Mat, he can’t hear you” you grumble “He’s not got his cochlear in”
Before Mat can defend himself, try and sign something to Bailey you take the toddler and mumble something about putting him to bed.
When you come back down, Mat has sent the two older kids to the playroom to watch a movie while Wyatt sleeps soundly in her bassinet by the couch.
You begin pottering around, cleaning the kids mess when Mat speaks “What did you get up to today?”
You don’t look up when you say “Same shit, different day”
He chuckles softly “they can be a little much huh?”
You scowl “and how would you know?”
Mat looks taken a back at your tone “what?”
“How would you know, Mat? How would you know what our kids are like; it’s not like you’re ever around”
You drop the rag in your hand and stare at him wildly “Well?”
He stutters “What is wrong with you?”
You let out a loud and tired sigh “What is wrong with me, Mathew is that I am tired! I’m so tired, I’ve never stopped all day since the day we brought Wyatt home and now you’re telling me you know what our kids are like as if you’re ever around!”
“I’m around-“ you laugh at that, laughing so hard you need to hold your stomach.
Mat stands there, looking like Bailey does when he’s in trouble until you stop “Oh sorry, that was a funny joke”
“It wasn’t a joke”
You point “no, you see it was a huge joke just like you Mat”
“You’re being so rude right now” is all he says and you pout, somewhat mocking him
“You know what’s rude Mat? The fact you can’t even speak to your own son” you shrug “because you’re not home to take the lessons that we agreed we would all take for Bailey!”
“I’m busy at the-“
“At the rink yes I know! I know Mat, because I wish I was at the rink, I wish I was with my team, I wish I was still at work!” You cried, angry tears lining your eyes.
He gapes “You’re mad I’m doing my job?”
“No!” You almost scream “I am not mad at you for doing your job, I’m mad at you because you stopped me from doing mine!”
“The NHL was my childhood dream y/n!”
You sob “It was mine too, Mat”
Both of your chests are rising with rapids breaths “I-I love you, Mathew and I love our kids. We have four beautiful babies here with us, but I cannot keep playing a backup role in the Mat show. I won’t do it”
Mat stands up straighter “The Mat show” he mocks “Like I haven’t always done the things you wanted, we moved house because you needed to work in jersey instead of New York, I gave up so much time chasing you while I was a rookie, everything-“
It hurt hearing that, that he felt like winning you over was an inconvenience.
“I never wanted you to chase me mat, and if you’re so resentful of it then maybe we would’ve been better of if you hadn’t tried”
His heart breaks a little, your suggestion that life would be better if you weren’t together definitely stung.
“You get to enjoy your life and career while I have to sacrifice mine, Mathew. I love the kids and I love you but all of this isn’t fair and I fear I’m losing my self of identity”
Mat is rendered speechless, he’s not sure what to say so he asks “Well What do we do now?”
You shrug “I don’t know, I’m going to put the kids to bed”
A little over an hour later you reappear at the kitchen door and he’s sitting with his hands grasping his hair waiting for you. When he hears you his head shoots up to look at you, eyes falling on the bag in your hand.
“Where are You going?”
You shake your head “Not me, you. I think it’s best if you find somewhere else to live for a little while Mat, give us some space”
“You don’t mean that, we can talk about this” he is almost begging and you.
You drop the bag on the floor and sigh “Please Mat, don’t make this harder than it needs to be”
“It should be hard! We need to fight for our marriage y/n”
“No, Mathew we don’t. Text me your training schedule for the next week and we can sort something out with the kids, Wyatt won’t be able to stay over night because she’s breastfeeding but the rest of them are fine”
Mat doesn’t know what to say, he’s at a loss for words this wasn’t angry words you were saying you were calm, collected and thinking this all through.
He was standing right in front of you. His fingers ghosted over your cheeks and he could feel your tears.
“Baby-“
“Please” you whispered “Please just go, I can’t do this”
So he did, and it hurt him so much to go but if that’s what you wanted he would do it. He went into the kids rooms and kissed them all goodnight before he left, residing at an Airbnb that he managed to find on such short notice.
he spent the entire night awake, looking through your Facebook at your wedding photos, you babies pictures all through tears he watched as his family slowly slipped further away from him and he wasn’t sure he could get a grasp on them again.
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lisamar1exo · 9 months
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harlivy 🌱❤️
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ivipl1 · 3 months
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my attempt at making a front facing version of clover's starlo pose! Feel free to use this, just don't repost without crediting or claim it as your own! Small sized pixel accurate version coming soon. Maybe. Hopefully. We'll see
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ewwww-what · 15 days
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You guys don’t get it, they used to be the high 5 heroes. They used to be the high 5 heroes guys. They used to. They used to be starry eyed freshmen. They had to choose each other. They had to have awkward introductions. They had to pick that name together. I’m never okay ever.
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darkparisian · 9 months
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𝓛𝓪 𝓢𝓸𝓻𝓫𝓸𝓷𝓷𝓮
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tipsyleaf · 8 days
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The Prettiest Fairy Princess
ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ʜᴏɴᴇꜱᴛʟʏ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴅᴏᴍᴇꜱᴛɪᴄ ʟᴇᴏɴ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ. ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ.
"C'mon mommy!" Your little girl drags you to the living room, just having finished set up a "stage", 2 dining room chairs, an old pink sheet and construction paper with a background of a castle on a hill drawn in markers and crayons taped just above the sheet. It's for one of her performances she likes putting on now and again after writing her funny little stories.
Soon you're sat in the middle of the couch between her stuffed animals. Strawbeary, her large pink bear, to your right and her Bluey toy to your left. Soon a folded pieces of paper is put into the audiences hands, a crudely drawing fairy with a crown on it's head and a jumbled mess of 'The Fairy Princess' in sparkly gel pen. With enough glitter glue around the edges to choke someone to death.
"What's this?" You ask, your little one turning, now wearing what looks like mascara as a fake mustache. That old makeup you gave her really made her plays costume department thrive by the looks of it.
"It's a paybill!" She happily squeals, handing Bluey her paper.
"Playbill." You hear your husband correct her from the other room, you look into the hall wondering why he isn't being subjected to the audience like usual.
"A playbill!" She corrects herself, looking at you then back to the stage. Walking over she pushing her box of toys behind the curtain and grabs her fathers work jacket from the armchair near by. Putting it on and pushing the sleeves up to her little elbows as it swallows her. Crawling back behind the curtain her arm comes up, using Leon's flashlight and flicking it.
That's usually intermission... but God she really thought of everything.
Soon the room is filled with the sound of her ballet practice music from her room.
Ahhh, Leon must be a stage technician this time.
You hear your little one clear her throat, her tiny hand peaking above the sheet with a stuffed bunny in her hand.
"There once was a family of fairies that ruled a kingdom!" The bunny bounces slightly, fluffy ears wiggling as he's tousled around, her voice stretching with exaggeration. "In a kingdom of magical creatures! All happily living their lives as they could."
The bunny disappears, a Ken doll on a flip flop with a cotton ball pillow and tissue blanket appearing.
"But sadly, not everyone in the kingdom was doing well. The king was sick and the next heir needed to take the throne quickly before the king died. Because every marriage in the kingdom needed a royals blessing." Ken gets dropped to the floor with a clatter as the bunny appears again, the smile on your face only growing wider. Stifling a laugh as she continues.
"But there was a problem. No one in the kingdom wanted to marry the princess in line for the throne because she was different than any of the other fairy princesses..." Silence falls over the room for a few seconds. You hear shuffling, your daughters head poking out from behind the curtain towards the hall.
"Daddy, that's where you come in!" She harshly whispers before moving back into place.
"Sorry!" Settling in she repeats her line again.
"But there was a problem. No one in the kingdom wanted to marry the princess in line for the throne because she was different than any of the other fairy princesses."
You hear foot steps as your attention turns to the hall doorway as your husband steps through. You swallow your bottom lip, covering your mouth with your hand as you lean on your knees.
"oh my god..."
There Leon stood, your daughters bright white fairy wings on his back, straps stretched out way too far on him, the brightest pink lipstick you use to own smeared across his mouth and her princess tiara from a tea set she was given as a gift on his head. You desperately want to laugh at him but you can't. It would upset your daughter or worse... Make her cry.
You don't want to make your daughter cry.
"She was too tall for the other fairies to want to marry her!" You pull your hand from your mouth, gaining your control again. You mouth an 'I love you ' to Leon as he crosses his arms, not irritated but unamused, making the straps somehow stretch more against his shoulders. Your attention turns back to the bunny narrating the play.
"So the princess was sad and everyday she'd go to the pond not far from her castle. And sit with her only friend." The bunny dips down, being replaced by a frog plush, starting to bounce as your daughter spoke.
"Oh princess, why are you so sad?" Leon turns towards the frog, trying to put on his most delicate voice possible.
"No one wants to marry me frog. I just want someone to love me and... Help me protect my kingdom!" You let out a tiny giggle at his line stumble. He definitely wouldn't be winning a Tony anytime soon.
"I know what you need!" The frog sways energetically as he looks around. "I know of a place where you can have your wish granted."
The frog disappears and the bunnies back.
"So the fairy princess followed the frogs instructions to a wishing well in the middle of the woods. There she took out a coin, held it tight and threw it into the well while wishing for what she wanted most." Leon fished into his jeans and pulled out what looked like a button, tossing it behind the curtain.
"As she threw the coin a short handsome man came from the trees." Your daughter moves, fixing her fathers jacket back in place as she came to the front of the curtain.
"Who are you?" Says the very pretty fairy princess. Your daughter look up at Leon, face scrunched in what you guessed was supposed to be an angry expression.
"I'm the giant of this forest! What're you doing near my home!? Aren't you the kings daughter?" She asserts her voice to try sounding like a grown man but just ends up sounding like she's choking on something. You can't help but let out a tiny laugh and thankfully she's too busy with line delivery she doesn't seem to notice.
"I am the kings daughter! And you're a giant? But you're so small?" Leon glances down at his daughter, covering his own mouth as he tries keeping composure. She stomps her feet, readying herself to deliver her next line.
"Everyone says that I'm too small! I wish I could be bigger and show everyone home good I am."
"But I think you're perfectly fine the way you are. You're actually very handsome." Leon crouches down to her level, smiling at him as her eyes gleamed.
"And you're very beautiful madam. Would you like to be my wife?" Leon gasps excitedly, playing along with her enthusiasm. He always loved seeing his little girl look so excited.
"I'm not too tall for you?" The giant wraps his arms around the princess, hugging her tightly as he's hoisted into her arms. Leon carries her into the hallway and you raise your hands, about to clap when she rushes back in behind the curtain. Hoisting the bunny up.
"And so the giant and the fairy princess got married. Saving her kingdom and getting her fathers approval. Everyone lived happily ever after until the king died. The End!"
You start clapping as you stand up from the couch, your daughter coming out to take a bow, Leon coming back around the corner. He takes a little bow even before you get to your kids level.
"Honey, that was so good! Thank you for front row seats." She's jumping excitedly and smiles even wider when there's a knock at the door.
"Uncle Chris!" She screams running out of the living room. Leon freezes, staring at you while you stand.
"Chris is here?!" You look at him with a smirk.
"The girls are sleeping over tonight... Did you not remember?" Leon shakes his head starting to make a break for the hall.
"Uh, uh! I already texted Chris and he wants to see his nieces show... I didn't know you were gonna be in it though." You snort, covering your mouth as Leon looks at the hallway mirror and seems himself.
"Oh my God..." He looks mortified, knowing he's never gonna hear the end of this.
"Don't be so upset. At least you're the prettiest fairy princess in the whole house~"
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reegis · 5 months
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You wouldn’t happen to have any Tim doodles kicking around would you? The way you draw him is just so!!!!!
do you ever think about the fact that canonically tim is wearing jeans. bc i do
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just-an-enby-lemon · 7 months
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"The Mechanisms were Jonathan Sims college band" and "Jon is the secret real past of Jonny D'ville" are both great takes but I present "Jon's descend into an unwilling antichirst figure is The Mecs new album and Jonny plays him in the songs because they just have very similar voices for some reason."
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I love when the Riddler or Poison Ivy are loose, because it’s the only time the skills my mother insisted on come in handy. Can my sisters or I cook or drive? Absolutely not, but I can solve riddles and shoot a bow and identify things in nature like it’s NOTHING.
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The Cramps backstage at London Hammersmith Odeon 1986. Photo : Andy Phillips.
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puppetmaster13u · 5 months
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Prompt 93
“So are we going to talk about the whole end of the world thing or…” Tucker trailed off, sprawled on one of the couches as he looked up from his pda, sand falling from his hair. 
 “No,” Sam grumbled, glaring at one of her plants as though demanding why it wasn’t growing like she was asking it to. 
 “Hey Danny are we-” 
 “Nope!” Danny cheerfully responded, hands inside what might be a black hole or some sort of baby cosmos to-be as he molded it like a chunk of clay. 
 “Alright, no talking about that, but can we at least talk about how we’re going to stop Clockwork from murdering my speedsters for this one…?” 
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bitchinbarzal · 1 year
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one happy guy, happy birthday ryder | life of ivy
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yourusername the difference a year makes 🥺
happy birthday to my babyboy, my life and soul. ryder paul barzal, you are a ray of sunshine in our days and we love you to the moon and back 🌙
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barzal97 **pain in dad’s ass most days
sydneyemartin happy birthday kiddo!
emmasimard no way it’s been a year?!
josty17 stop freaking growing!!!
nicohischier happy birthday ry-guy
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barzal97 twice, twice I was told “it’s a girl” and I was content but when they told me I’d have a son. my whole world changed.
my littlest meatball turns one today! happy birthday ry, we love you so much 💙
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yourusername this might be the nicest thing you’ve ever said
mattymarts17 happy birthday to the dude!
njdevils happy birthday to our favourite Barzal guy!
ebear25 the greatest gift! happy birthday kid
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titobeauvi91 back in town for a very important occasion, the kid turns one! 🖤
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yourusername he doesn’t look like a happy guy 😭🤣
ndobson18 he’s got the best faces
emmasimard only for our best guy
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thoughtkick · 3 months
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Feelings are good! Even bad feelings! Feelings are just thoughts.
Ivy
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xxautumnivyxx · 2 months
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The sweatpants and gym clothes closet debacle
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dead-bouquet · 1 year
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DP x DC thoughts
Every fanfic and prompt I read has danny either pretending to be older than he is or just outright telling people he is a child.
I’d love to see actual thousands of years old danny who lost his family and has been in his castle for so many years that he’s become a shell of himself. He’s super knowledgeable, super powerful, but he’s just  t i r e d. 
Not to mention he can change his form like clockwork if he wanted to but most of the time he stays in his 14 yr old form cuz that’s the most comfortable.
Now imagine the JL come in. They summon the Ghost King because they need help and omg that is a child on the throne with a dead eye stare but he’s super powerful and helps them for no fee and and bruce is already pulling out the adoption papers.
Dick gaining an older brother figure and learning not everything has to be on his shoulders.
Jason and Danny bonding over being forced to adapt to a world that’s mourned and moved on from them and the struggle to learn to fit in again (because jason is technologically illiterate with all the advancements he missed and you can pry that head cannon out of my cold dead hands).
Tim gaining an older brother who actually listens to his rants and pushes him towards new info cuz danny has lived for so long and duh he knows stuff.
Damian just being a language nerd with danny and learning some languages that have been lost to time (because now he can shit talk about drake without anyone knowing)
Duke just vibin with this bright ass creature but hey? at least there’s another meta in the fam.
Danny spoils the girls cuz they remind him of dani and jazz.
all the while danny slowly gains his spark back and becomes more and more like his old self.
Just... let me have millennia old danny being a shit disturber.
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