#like?hello. there is no point to this ramble these are just labors of love and i'm damn glad of it

[tentatechnologies]

two parts of a gift for @shadowsplice that i’m two months late to post — i made a print copy of his fic Graveyard Shift and wanted to include a surprise illustration of shiloh with it. i am still very pleased with how both came out and ridiculously glad to have had the chance in the first place, these are some of the most elaborate projects i’ve done to date :]

#splatoon #splatoon art #splatoon oc #inkling #salmon run #splatoon 3 #i am so fuckign unwell over these squid. #there are #two copies of the prints (one for me & one for him) #my copy's stitched w silver thread & his w gold because spencer's silver & shiloh's gold #the covers are two pieces of cardstock taped together w the colors inverted— again spencer is blue on the outside anf green on the interior #while shiloh's is green on the exterior & blue on the inside #i spent Hours w a ruler on the tape making the lines lettering & gutters were as even as i could make them #many of the colors are layered marker+colored pencil &each of the badges/stickers are emblematic of shiloh and/or an inside joke #thou art mine #i had to get the print redone like four times cuz the place couldn't get it right #i did this over CHRISTMAS #like?hello. there is no point to this ramble these are just labors of love and i'm damn glad of it

[clovenhoofedjester]

jellicle lineups; part 1/4

hi catsblur ! today i am presenting to you the fruits of my labor. my own little versions of the jellicle cats; obviously based on the replica designs With Fun Little Twists ! such as, they are not naked. ramble below the cut, both on designs and some personal thoughts on the characters

these designs are very much first-draft, subject to change, blah blah. you will very likely be seeing me drawing them differently if i post more of them. i just. urrbhhh. i had 2 draw them....

and the clothes ! even though they're very feline i draw them a bit too human-y for the nakedness to not look consistently weird. i will be drawing them closer to the stage designs in some instances but for rn. clothes. it was a fun exercise in character design too

the kittens are all young adults, think 18-20 ! as much as i love headcanons like demeter being sillabubs mother, it shrimply will not work out timeline-wise. so headcanons like that will be delegated to like... siblings and stuff

victoria | 🍧 💌 🩰

i started out with victoria's design not only because of her being the Main Kitten, but because she has such a concise and clear aesthetic to me. she actually started out with a simple pastel brown dance practice fit before i decided that i wanted to make the outfits ornate(ish) and ended up with a proper ballerina getup

i also quite like when victoria is not just solid white with some grey (love ones that are more yellow or brown) so i colored her fur with some blue and pink-ish tones not only to add more depth but to resemble the trans flag LOL

and i wanted to try something different with making her a bit more lavender than baby pink. i also based her overall look on obc victoria, portrayed by cynthia onrubia :^]

to move on to character interpretation, i think victoria is partially deaf and mute. she primarily communicates through dance. as one of the oldest kittens she'd be 19 in human years

plato | 💐 🕯 🍬

plato's design doesnt stray too far from his standard replica design but i tried to add my own flair . i tried to keep the creepy porcelain doll aesthetic going w their face added some more depth like some other designs with different colors and bold face stripes

i also really like the outfit i chose for them. the flower in their hair and on their shirt is a peony which is a popular wedding flower :") because im a sucker for platoria and very much subscribe to the idea that the ball we see is their funny cat wedding in a way

the outfit is based on standard ballerino costumes but i tried to stray from it with the silky half-skirt thing and pointe shoes. lets go queer cats lets go

i think plato is also very quiet and that's why he and victoria were so drawn to each other. i also quite like the idea that he was a bit of a troubled stray before he found the jellicles. they would be 20 in human years

electra |⚡🥭 🔔

boy i STRUGGLED with electra's clothes i struggled so hard. i think i'm happy with what i ended up with though—i originally gave her the babydoll dress that sillabub has (inspired by artsed electra) but figured that i wanted at least one of the girls to be more tomboyish/butchy. thank you to that one production which apparently had electra be one of the raffish crew and get in on some of the boys' choreography

im very happy with what i did with her fur colors as well. silly little tortoiseshell :] its based on a nonrep but i have no idea which one. enjoy her freckles too

i think electra deserves to be a little spunky. [whispers] i also think shes bombalurinas little sister. she'd be 18 in human years

etcetera | 🎠 🍯 🏅

i needed at least one cat with a circus aesthetic. say hello to my magnum opus: jacked tumbler acrobat etcetera. it was only a matter of time until someone said fuck it and let one of the girls perform lifts and stuff. this is mostly because ive always really liked how shes usually the cat to do the flying trapeze bit and wanted to push it further

i also struggled SO EXTREMELY HARD with making her colors look nice and makeup distinctive but i figured it out in the end—thank you obc cettie for the mismatched eyeshadow and such. i also wanted to give a cat a short bob type of head fur/hairstyle and she fit the bill

nothing much about specific character notes other than like... i want to make her related to some of the cats but cannot for the life of me figure out who 2 assign. also she'd be around 19 in human years, a couple months younger than vic

sillabub | 🌻 🧋 🎼

i think of all of these little fellas sillabub is my favorite. several elements are balanced in her design—the standard jemima with a darker/reddish palette, the more softer and lighter sillabub design, the red eye patch from il sistina jemima, and the overall aesthetic of obc jemima with the big hair and wide, deepset eyes

i've seen her typical design critiqued by some people and wanted to incorporate those critiques by making her look less similar to demeter/bombalurina, adding more red to her body fur, and making her makeup more distinct and less... wooo girl give us nothing. and i included the squiggly on her collarbone

i also really REALLY love her overall aesthetic of sweet kindhearted girl NAMED AFTER A DEMON WITH SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG COLORING AND GIGANTIC SPIKED COLLAR !!!! so i decided to push it by making the collar definitely too big for her, giving her a slightly "edgy" outfit and making her hair resemble devil horns

as for character stuff, i think she has magical powers though i haven't developed exactly What they are yet. beyond her sweet exterior they trouble her. [whispers] i also think shes demeters little sister. she would be 18 in human years, a few months younger than electra and tumblebrutus

pouncival | 🌱 🩹 🍵

i struggled with pouncival's clothing design like i did electra's because i didn't go into drawing him with a particular gimmick in mind. but i think i'm happy with the casual formal look. it makes him look like such a kind young man even if he's a little shit

i did have a lot of fun trying to make his makeup distinctive from tumblebrutus'—so many fellas with brown eyepatches ! so his colors are more dark and striking. i also tried to make him look less like Typical Cis Man by giving him a bit of black lipstick

enjoy his freckles too

but like. i think hes literally such a little cis guy. nothing else for me to add for my specific interpretation of him it's all laid out. this guy fucking loves rocket league, fishing and chess. he'd be 19 in human years

tumblebrutus | 🎡 🥊 🍦

SWEET TUMBLEBRUTUS. i think drawing him here gave me a soft spot for him. with his outfit mirroring cettie's i didn't much struggle with that. his colors are also based on obc tumblebrutus

when i was first conceptualizing my own versions of the cats i wanted at least one of them asides from grizabella to have wavy fur. and idk what it is, maybe it's the lack of content for him, but i was really drawn to the idea of curly tumblebrutus!

i wanted their design to be distinctive from pouncival's so i made their colors softer, kinda watercolor-y. OH AND THEIR FUR IS ALSO MEANT TO BE A LITTLE TRANS FLAG COLORED

as for character, i think he is also a bit troubled, as a son of grizabella's. you heard me, people. i'm probably the first person ever to headcanon that. he'd be 18 in human years

AND THAT'S ABOUT IT ! thank you for reading this far, have a great day and stay tuned for more designs in the days to come !

#cats the musical #cats 1998 #character design #chibi #sfw furry #victoria #plato #electra #etcetera #sillabub #pouncival #tried glazing this; didn't love the artifacting effect so it remains unglazed #i suppose i am laying down and dying at the hands of tech bros #tagging 98 because theyre all based on it as a baseline #my art

[deathmetalunicorn1]

ROR

Reader is Charybdis from Greek Mythology (In the myths Charybdis is referred to as female but you can go whatever way)

So Charybdis is a child of Poseidon and Gaia who apparently had a voracious appetite (sounded more like she didn’t get enough food to eat [the myths do not say if Charybdis had a relationship with either of her parents so… yeah]) who tried to steal some of the cattle that Heracles (Hercules’ Greek name) had just retrieved for his tenth labor. Zeus being the bitch that he is cast her to the bottom of the sea for the apparent transgression (A kid was trying to eat) where she became a whirlpool trying to get any food she could

She also became friends with Scylla since they were both trapped in the same pass

Sorry if this is a bit of a ramble I just love mythology (and historical fiction hence my love for Record of Ragnarok)

Anyway, Charybdis at some point learn how to take her once human looking form (you could use the look from Smite [a myth based video game] for her look) but she looks like a child since that’s what she looked like when Zeus did the whole thing (not part of actual mythology just for this request) and so does Scylla and they wonder about and all until they meet the valkyries

My request is what is the valkyries relationship with Charybdis (and Scylla if you want to) and if you want to you can have them fight in Ragnarok for humanity (because those two would never ally with the gods after what was done to them)

-When the valkyries first found you, a small child just asking for some food, they instantly melted and took you in, assuring Scylla, who brought you to them, that they would keep you safe.

-Brunnhilde and Randgriz were furious to find out who you two were. They all knew of your ‘crime’ which they couldn’t even call a crime at this point, as you were just a child, desperate for food, and for your theft, you were cast into the ocean, trapped by Zeus.

-Scylla was the one who helped rescue you, after she took pity on you, seeing you as the thing you were, a child, trapped in the same strait she roamed after the jealous Circe transformed her into the beast she was today.

-You didn’t see her as a beast, you saw her as a friend, and the maiden who saved you, taking you to safety as she couldn’t bear to see a child in such a state.

-You had been adopted by the valkyries, becoming their youngest sister, the one they all doted on, treated you with such love and kindness and you never had to go hungry again, always making sure you had been fed.

-Your voracious appetite, which stemmed from not getting much food growing up, as your parents had both abandoned you in the sea, leaving you to perish or survive on your own, had calmed, once you started to get food on a regular basis.

-You were a shy child, afraid of the gods, as they had done nothing but treat you so cruelly, never going anywhere without one of your big sisters by your side, and even then you hid behind their legs if someone approached, be it human or god.

-Hercules was distraught when he saw you with Thrud, giving you a bright smile and saying hello, as kids normally loved him, and you immediately burst into tears, apologizing loudly as you cried.

-The two tried to calm you down as you cried, Hercules confused as he had never met you before, and he froze, learning your name from Thrud, seeing that the one who had stolen his cattle during his labors, was a child, desperate for food.

-He had not known that you had been a child, the guilt eating away at him as his heart broke, as he knew that Zeus trapped you at the bottom of the sea where you had to create a whirlpool, just to try to get some food.

-He put his large hand on your head, ruffling your hair gently before he smiled softly, “It’s okay, I’m not mad. I forgive you.” You sniffled, shocked that he forgave you, and he quickly became your big brother shortly afterwards, as he wanted to make amends with you.

-The valkyries were not bothered by you bonding with Hercules, happy to see that you two were getting along, the same couldn’t be said for when Poseidon and Zeus came by you and Hercules while he was reading to you.

-You had immediately hidden yourself behind Hercules, clutching his hair, but it didn’t hurt him as Zeus asked who you were, as he didn’t recognize you, neither did Poseidon.

-Hercules gave his father a glare, shocking the two gods, before telling them your name.

-Zeus gawked, seeing that he had punished a child so young, so harshly, and Poseidon was wide-eyed as well, he remembered you crying for him to not leave you when he left, deeming you weak and not worth his time.

-But here you were, out of your prison and healthy looking.

-Hercules was quick to pick you up when you started to cry, not wanting to be near the ‘meanies’ anymore which stabbed both gods through the heart at your harsh, but true, words.

-Hercules became your bodyguard, after Zeus tried to come around more, wanting to apologize to you for his harsh actions, feeling awful that he had treated a hungry child in such a manner, not letting Zeus get close to you unless you said it was okay.

-Zeus behaved, as he had not only his son, but all thirteen valkyries who were ready to throw hands with him to keep you safe and slowly you grew used to him being around.

-The day you forgave him after he apologized to you, it was shocked faces all around, before Zeus cheered which made you grin, as he was kind of funny.

-Poseidon was another story, he wasn’t allowed near you, facing the glares of the valkyries, Hercules, and now Zeus, who was angry at his elder brother for abandoning a child to fend for themselves.

-Poseidon knew that you had no reason to forgive him, but he did try apologizing, which shocked the whole pantheon when he apologized to you.

-He gifted you all sorts of food and treats, which you ate, but you didn’t forgive him for almost a year, after you started to realize that he was trying to come back to you, unlike your mother, who never came back, he was trying.

-Your relationship with your father was strained and probably always would be, but Poseidon was content to be a part of your life now, even if you never trusted him again.

#ror x reader #record of ragnarok #ror poseidon #ror heracles #ror zeus

[kanskje-kaffe]

I have... NO idea who would benefit from these thoughts aside from you, so... here goes nothing! I hope this is at least interesting! Thinking without cease about the relevance of Concordia being a MINING PLANET prior to the Mandalorian Civil War schism... like... that in conjunction with the CLEAR inspiration the narrative takes from South Wales pitmen culture... there's so much potential... I'm really really fond of the idea that the Armorer's family worked the mines, that they defaulted to the ideals she presently holds in order to help rebuild... that they amassed a sense of collective force and discipline, all in the name of reforging the shattered Mandalorians. I imagine the conditions were also very grueling... they were STRIP MINING a PLANET in order to rebuild an entire society... there must have been many accidents. Did her family suffer from that? Did she? Did she claw her way through generations of laborers to Great Forge, only to be turned from it when she was told she was not a true Mandalorian? The narrative significance of that... And the subsequent banishment of those who follow the "warrior ways" after that period of rebuilding... it's a slap in the face. A burial. I JUST... I find the Armorer's drive to sustain the covert so interesting. She withholds information, yes, but with great discretion and caution, and little personal motivation. She DOES want to pass down her culture. That IS a significant part of her character motivation. It's not just about survival! It's just entwined alongside that ideal by necessity! I respect your mind and thoughts on her so much, so I'd love to hear what you think!!! VERY sorry for the insane rambling in your inbox regardless aeghahegae

I LOVE ALL OF THIS HELLO!!!!!

First of all you're god damn right that I would benefit from this, I am exactly the person who benefits from this, I am benefiting!!! And secondly thank you so much for your sweet comment, I am so touched and honored -- the Armorer is SO special to me and it really means so much that you value my opinion <3!!!!!!!

I know very little of South Wales pitmen, I've lived in the North East for a few years now but I've never even been to Wales! Tell me about the parallels, I'd love to know more about this!

I ADORE this headcanon, seriously. I'd love to know more about Concordian culture and I think this is such a fantastic interpretation, she's so dedicated and immersed in the significance of her work and I get such a sense of love and respect from her.

And yes you're so right, she's so committed to sustaining the covert! I don't really agree with what people say, that she 'withholds information' -- like, she doesn't? She volunteers information freely the minute it becomes relevant? My impression is that she values and prioritizes different things about their culture than other Mandalorians do. Like yeah she doesn't seem to have told them quite a lot about Star Wars lore lmao, but if she personally doesn't value the Darksaber - and she doesn't seem to believe in its significance at all - why would she tell everyone about it like it's a big deal? People don't usually promote things that they don't themselves believe in. I thought part of the point of the story was that if you have six Mandalorians in a room you'll have seven different opinions on what it means to be Mandalorians. Shouldn't they have different takes? And just like you say, survival IS a Mandalorian ideal amongst many others and I think she takes her ideals seriously and wisely.

The 'Concordia miners' culture' take has AWESOME crossover potential with Andor. I'd love to see this version of the Armorer hiding her covert in Ferrix and encountering their culture!

Thank you SO much for this! I'd love to hear more of your thoughts on the Armorer, I literally never ever get tired of talking about her! <3

#the armorer #meta #headcanons #awesome people

[doc-pickles]

hello friends… I have written something.

now written is a strong word, I would more so say I have rambled something. this started out as a headcanon and slowly became a fic. I did not edit it but I assure you that you’ll be able to understand it.

and if you want to read something more solid (and edited and beta read) I posted a new chapter of one single thread of gold on ao3 today!

anyways enjoy this. or don’t. I do not care.

xoxo nina

Jo finds out she’s pregnant right after Alex leaves. She’s torn on telling him but ultimately decides that he deserves a chance to know about their kid and that she wasn’t going to take that from him like Izzie had. So she calls him but Izzie picks up and Jo is a little hesitant to tell her instead of Alex but Izzie is kind and sweet and lets Jo know she’ll tell Alex and to call back later. Jo doesn’t see anything wrong with this and is actually kind of relieved she didn’t have to tell Alex herself. So she calls back that night but her call won’t go through because she’s blocked.

This is the tipping point for Jo. She’s newly divorced from the love of her life, she's a doctor in the middle of a pandemic, and she’s pregnant with her ex-husband's baby who has made it clear he doesn’t want to be a part of their lives. So in true Jo fashion, she runs.

Jo ends up in Colorado with Stephanie who was the first person she thought to call. Stephanie is more than happy to see Jo and help her out. As her pregnancy progresses Jo thinks about Alex and how she should reach out to him and see if he’s changed his mind. Stephanie talks her out of it and reminds her that he had a chance to come and be with them.

Jo gives birth to a beautiful baby girl and while she loves her daughter so much she had a long and hard labor. Stephanie quietly broaches the subject a week later, how Jo had been sobbing and asking for Alex the whole time. Stephanie mentions that she did call him because Jo had begged her to, but that he’d changed his number. As she looks down at her daughter she realizes that she and Violet truly are all on their own.

After her long and horrifying birth experience, Jo decides she wants to go into OB to help expectant mothers not feel the way she did. She juggles being a single mom, doing her residency all over again, and not having a support system (besides Stephanie) with grace and strength. By the time she wraps up her residency, she has a four-year-old, owns a home, and is already on track to be the OB chief when the current one retires.

Violet grows up with her mom by her side and her Auntie Steph just down the street. By the time she turns four the bouncing, crazy, smiling little girl looks identical to Alex. The pain in Jo’s chest has faded now, or maybe it hasn’t and she’s learned to live with the pain. Either way, she’s hardened her heart and refused to let anyone besides Violet and Stephanie in.

Stephanie is the one who convinces Jo to go to the OB conference in Denver. It’s only 45 minutes away and something she knows that Jo has been thinking about doing. She offers to keep Violet for the weekend and Jo finally relents. She packs her bags and kisses her daughter goodbye for the first time in four years.

And then Alex shows up.

Jo doesn’t know why she isn’t shocked to see him when he’s clearly confused as to why she’s there. But she does her best to ignore him as she mingles with other doctors.

She almost tells him.

When she sees his eyebrows furrow the same way Vi’s do or when his crooked grin comes out that she’s so used to seeing on her daughter's tiny form it becomes hard not to say anything to him. She knows that she’s given him far too many chances already but Jo has to hold herself back from running across the crowded conference hall and waving a picture of her daughter in Alex’s face and telling him everything that’s happened in the past four years and how she’s missed him every single day.

“Jo.”

In the end, he overcomes his fears easier than her, his eyes glistening with that same sincerity that he’s always had. Jo meets Alex’s gaze and for a moment it feels like no time has passed and he’s walking into the loft after a long day at work. Her lips part and she stares at him with wide eyes before her brain picks back up.

“Alex. Hi.”

“What are you doing here?”

It’s then that Jo truly realizes how much Alex doesn’t know about her. Like how she’s an OB or that she lives less than an hour away or the fact that delivering babies and helping women is something she’s found her true passion in. She wants to tell him this, wants to share everything with him.

“I’m, uh, an OB.”

“Oh. Oh wow! That’s really-”

“I love it, there’s nothing I’ve loved more in my life.”

And Jo does tell him, she tells him everything about her life. Where she lives, what she’s doing, the joy she’s found in her work.

She might or might not continue telling him this well past when the conference resumes, the two of them somehow drifting to the hotel bar. By the time 3 PM rolls around she’s missed every speaker she had been excited to see and is laughing at a story Alex is telling her about the twins. She wants so badly to tell him about Violet but knows that three jack and cokes deep is not the time.

(It’s also not the time to be making impulsive decisions but she lets that slide.)

By 9 PM Jo is laying across Alex’s chest as they talk about everything and nothing. Still, despite their closeness, she doesn’t tell him everything, not really. She can’t say the same for him though.

“Izzie said you called after the letter came.”

Jo’s breath hitches in her throat. She nods, eyes focused on her hands.

“I did.”

“Whatever she said to you I’m sorry. When I came to Kansas she was in the middle of chemo and was delusional, she thought we were still married. I don’t… There’s a lot of shit that happened when I got there and that’s what I didn’t want to drag you into. So I’m sorry.”

Jo just nods again, eyes welling with tears as she realizes that maybe Alex didn’t know about Violet or that Izzie had manipulated the truth. Whatever the truth was she knew that she couldn’t deal with it today.

Twenty-four hours later Jo is walking through her front door with Alex’s number tucked safely away in her purse as Violet comes running out of the kitchen to greet her. She relishes her daughter's warm welcome and tries to put aside the thought of Alex in her arms again.

Alex and Jo stay in contact after the conference, texting almost every day. She wants to tell him, more than anything now she wants to tell Alex about Violet but she decides she can’t do that over the phone. So she waits, waits for the perfect time to tell him that they have a daughter together and that she really hasn’t been hiding it from him.

And then there’s a drunk driver.

The actual moment happens too quickly for her to realize what’s happened. She’s separated from Violet, the little girls cries breaking Jo’s heart as she’s taken away in an ambulance before Jo is even pulled out of the wreckage. When she’s finally free she surveys the damage to what once was her car and realizes that they’re both just lucky to be alive. The EMTs take her to her work and Stephanie is by her side as soon as her gurney is rolled through the door of the emergency room.

“Jo, what happened?”

“A drunk driver hit us in the middle of an intersection. Where’s Vi?”

“They’re taking her to Colorado Children’s in Aurora. Are you okay?”

“Steph, call Alex.”

“And tell him that-”

“No, call him and have him consult on Violet’s case. I don’t care how minor it is, I need… Please?”

Stephanie nods solemnly before Jo is carted off to an exam room. Now that she knows that Violet will be taken care of the searing pain in her head and the left side of her body are prominent as she closes her eyes and lets her mind rest.

When she wakes up again Jo is alone. Her whole body is in pain as she attempts to turn onto her side. A nurse comes bustling in and helps Jo sit up before she checks her vitals.

“You were out for almost two days but your body really needed it. I was worried we’d lose your little one for a while there but they’re sitting pretty. I can pull out the ultrasound if you’d like.”

Jo blinks up at the woman in confusion, eyes wide as she tries to make sure she’s heard correctly.

“I’m… Wait, sorry. What did you say? I’m not pregnant if that’s what you’re insinuating. I have a four year old and I’m an OB, I would know if I was pregnant.”

The older woman laughs as she grabs the doppler on the bedside, Jo wordlessly rolling her gown up.

“You’re only about eight weeks along, it’s still early on but you’ve got a resilient little one. Hear that?”

Jo’s eyes begin to well with tears as the familiar whooshing of a tiny heartbeat envelopes the room. She hadn’t had the slightest clue about the baby but now that she did Jo felt a wave of love wash over her.

“Oh god.”

The nurse continues to check her over as Jo sits with her thoughts. She worries about Violet who she hasn’t gotten an update on and she worries about this baby who’s just started growing and has already been through a lot and she worries about Alex and whether or not he’s seen Violet. Jo sits with her worry for so long that she barely notices the nurse leaving or the figure that appears in the doorway of her hospital room.

“You’re awake.”

His voice snaps her out of her daze, eyes flitting up to catch Alex’s gaze. His eyes are rimmed red as he leans against the doorway and quietly looks her over.

“Yeah, I just woke up. What are you doing here?”

“Edwards called me and asked me, well really it was begging and pleading, to come and consult on this case. At first, I said no but she finally got me to come out. I figured if she was asking, maybe I’d get to see you.”

Jo swallows as she keeps her gaze on Alex, her heart twisting in her chest.

“So I came out and she gave me the file and I told her what I thought they should do. It was a minor case, I didn’t understand why she wanted me to consult so badly so I asked her. She seemed antsy, like she was hiding something from me, so I asked her if I could go see the patient. She tried to hold me off, but I pushed and finally she relented. And then… And then she showed me this little girl and as soon as I saw her…”

Alex’s voice dies off there, his resolve crumbled as he leans against the door. If she had the strength, Jo would be up and next to him in a flash. Instead, she can only watch helplessly as Alex begins to cry.

“As soon as I saw her I knew. She looked just like Lex when she smiled up at me. And you, god she looks so much like you, Jo.”

“Alex, I’m so sorry.”

Alex shakes his head and wipes at his cheeks. He looks like he’s going to say something but decides against it, instead walking over and sinking into the chair at Jo’s bedside.

“Violet’s okay, by the way. She has a broken ankle and some face lacerations. They’re keeping an eye on her for possible abdominal injuries but so far she looks okay. What about you?”

Jo looks around the hospital room and realizes she has no clue what’s actually wrong with her or what kind of trauma she’s endured. Her leg is stinging and she has a brace on her hand but besides that she’s unsure.

“I don’t really know, I just woke up and they haven’t told me anything.”

Anything except for the fact that I’m pregnant.

Jo decides that this time she’s not going to hide from Alex, that she needs to be upfront with him about what’s happening. She wants things to be different this time.

“Alex I have to tell-“

“Why hello there, perfect timing! I just grabbed those ultrasound photos for you. The doctor said she’ll be down in just a minute to go over your injuries and everything else.”

The nurse places the strip of black and white images in Alex’s hands and walks back out. There’s a stunning silence as Jo stares at Alex who’s staring at the photos in his hold.

“I’m pregnant, I didn’t know until ten minutes ago otherwise I would’ve… I would’ve told you if I knew.”

Jo says the words as if they’ll make a difference as if they’ll change the situation she and Alex have found themselves in once again. She reminds herself that this will be different but she finds the words hard to believe still.

“With my…?”

Jo can only nod as Alex looks up at her. The smallest grin lights up his face as he turns back to the ultrasound in his hands.

“I left Kansas with two kids and now I’ve got four. Holy shit.”

Jo settles back into her bed, eyes drifting shut. After going through so much in the past few days she finds her body is exhausted even from the small interaction with Alex.

“Will you be here when I wake up?”

Alex blinks up at Jo as if surprised by her request. It only takes him half a second to move his chair closer and rest his hand on top of hers.

“I’ll be here, promise.”

When she wakes up again Jo is met with the sounds of quiet giggles that are all too familiar to her. She pries her eyes open and watches silently as Violet colors the paper in front of her, turning around in Alex’s lap every few seconds to laugh at whatever silly face he’s making.

“What are you two doing over there?”

At the sound of her mom’s voice, Violet instantly perks up. She attempts to jump off of Alex’s lap but he catches her right before her feet can hit the floor. It’s then that Jo notices the bright purple cast on Violet’s leg, stopping the little girl from walking over to her. Instead, Alex hoists her up and sets her on the hospital bed next to Jo.

“Mama I missed you! I got to play games with daddy and Auntie Steph!”

Jo meets Alex’s eyes over Violet’s head as she curls into her side. Alex shrugs, but the smirk painted on his face says that he’s proud of the name Violet has already given him.

“As soon as she saw me she called me daddy, I didn’t say anything to her.”

“There’s a picture of you in her baby book. And one on her nightstand too.”

Jo catches the shocked look on Alex’s face before she’s caught up in the million questions that Violet has for her.

The doctor comes in shortly after, letting Jo know that the only thing she’s concerned about is her sprained wrist. Everything else is superficial, cuts and bruises and burns that will heal in time. She stresses the fact that Jo is lucky to be alive and that she didn’t lose the baby.

“When they brought you in you were bleeding pretty badly. We ran your blood and realized your hCG was elevated and assumed you were losing the baby, but as soon as we pulled up the ultrasound we saw a strong and healthy heartbeat. You had a Subchorionic hematoma which might or might not have been caused by the accident but you should take it easy for a few weeks just to make sure you and baby are safe. You’ve already got quite the resilient little one there.”

Jo’s hand falls to her stomach, eyes welling with tears as she listens to the doctor. She knows it’s not a mistake, that this baby was conceived and that they’d survived something they shouldn’t have. Her eyes move to Alex who’s made no attempt to hide the tears streaking his cheeks.

“I’m writing up your discharge papers and you should be out of here soon.”

The doctor leaves and Jo realizes with a start that she has no idea what she’s going to do when she gets home. She barely has enough strength to support herself let alone a toddler who has a casted leg. She can call Stephanie but she can’t come and stay with them 24/7.

“I don’t want to overstep but I took some time off work, I figured you might need a hand with Violet. I hope that’s okay.”

As if reading her thoughts Alex gives her a solution to her problem and her heart skips a beat as she realizes how in sync they still are. Her relationship with Alex comes as easily as ever, as if no time has passed between them.

“Thank you, I really appreciate that.”

Jo is discharged an hour later and Violet laughs the whole way down to the parking lot as Alex carries her on his shoulders. It’s not until Violet is buckled into her carseat in the backseat of Alex’s rental car that the feeling of fear and anxiety grips Jo. She stops just short of the car as images she didn’t even know were still lingering in the back of her mind flash vividly before her.

“Hey, it’s okay.”

She doesn’t realize she’s crying and shaking until Alex’s hand is on her shoulder. Her shoulders shake as she takes a deep breath and curls into his chest. Alex stands there with Jo for a while, rubbing her back and letting her calm herself enough to finally climb into the passenger seat.

“I’ll drive slow I promise, you just focus on Violet.”

Jo doesn’t even question how Alex knows where they live, instead giving all her attention to the four-year-old who’s insisted on singing Let It Go as loud as she can. When they pull into her driveway fifteen minutes later it’s as if no time has passed. Jo breathes a sigh of relief as she sets her feet on the pavement.

“Your house is much cleaner than I would’ve expected from you.”

Jo rolls her eyes as she unlocks the front door. The townhouse she’d purchased shortly after Violet was born had been something she was very proud of. As a single mom who had just become an intern again, Jo tried her hardest to keep her house as tidy as possible, something that she wasn’t used to doing. But now cleaning while Violet napped or after she went to bed was second nature to her.

“Trust me, it was not an easy routine to get into. Especially with a colicky infant who didn’t want a bottle and starting over as an intern. But we made it work.”

Jo sets her things down in the kitchen, not noticing Alex has paused in the doorway until she looks back to find him sadly looking around the room. Violet is half-asleep in his arms so she quietly points out her bedroom down the hall. Alex disappears and for a moment Jo lets her mind take in everything that’s happened as of late.

Alex is here. He finally knows about Violet. Violet clearly is already smitten with her father. Jo is pregnant. Jo is pregnant by her ex-husband. Jo is pregnant by her ex-husband again. Alex is here.

It happens so quickly, the overwhelming feeling of nausea that has her bent over the sink before she can process what’s happening. She hasn’t been able to stomach much, water and bile reappearing in the sink before her. Her grip on the sink is iron clad but her knees don’t hold the same strength, faltering as she attempts to hold herself up.

A pair of arms is around her in a second and she can’t help the flood of relief through her body as Alex holds her. Because despite their past, their challenges, their differences aside he’s here.

Alex is here. With her and their daughter and their new little one. He’s here and she gets the feeling he’s not leaving anytime soon.

#jolex #alex karev #jo wilson #jo x alex #jolex fanfic #nina writes #nina rambles

[moon-on-a-golden-thread]

Hello!there i LOVE the response u gave to my ask, it was actually nice!

But one thing is, the birth process, it is VERY physically taxing and if the mother, may not survive or the life would not is proper working order (organs working, blood flow etc.) then would an abortion be jusstified?

again just asking, it is very nice hear an opinion!

wow you are like the nicest asker (is that a word?) ever! i love this. seriously, i love this conversation. also, sorry i took so long to reply (again). i was busy with work and buying clothes for my new job (yay, no more uniforms!) so i got sidetracked.

okay, now for the question.

there are two points i'd make. first, when we think of prenatal health care and labor/delivery care; we need to start thinking in terms of there being two patients. The mother and her baby are both patients. there have been so many insane advances in the medical field to support pregnant women and their babies. (just recently, i found out that we can operate on babies before they're born- i think that's just insane. like, how??) is that to say that there are no dangerous births or high risk pregnancies? no, of course not. a lady in my church literally almost died giving birth last week. it's still a very real thing.

second, there needs to be a distinction made between directly killing (or whatever term you use) a baby before/during birth, and a baby dying. when someone performs an emergency c-section and the child dies because he/she isn't at a viable age, no one killed the baby; the baby died. i don't think that abortion would be justified in that case. simply because i define abortion as the direct, intentional killing of a person before they're born. are there situations (like emergency c-sections) where we all know there's little-to-no chance that the child will live? yes and that's a heartbreaking scenario. but it isn't the same as abortion.

i hope that makes sense? i tend to think life-threatening scenarios like these should be viewed on a case by case basis, too. it's too easy to make a blanket statement (on either side, mind you) and forget the humanity of the scenario. these are real people, real stories. when we lose that humanity in our conversation, it's hard for either side to understand one another.

i tend to ramble, so forgive any rabbit trails haha.

#forced abortion #pro abortion #anti abortion #abortion #anti choice #pro birth #pro life #pro choice

[carmenlire]

aaa happy new year!! 💖 and i was thinking about jangchu for the new year too the brainrot is just too real sdkfj but i totally agree with your point. what i loved about se was that it was more of a rivalry than a typical bullying relationship that most shows do. jaeyoung was like 'im going to annoy you with my presence' rather than aim to humiliate sangwoo (except for the marker scene and even jaeyoung thought he went a bit too far). he was thrilled that sangwoo was going against him (1/2)

+ and became more curious on how sangwoo functions. if sangwoo was the type of person to apologize when jaeyoung confronted him, i think jaeyoung wouldve lost interest because like you said there isn't a challenge!! he would've let it go and went on with his life but sangwoo stood up to him and sparked jaeyoung's interest :') i think a huge part of their relationship is getting to learn more about each other.. and they learn a lot even when theyve grown old together it's so sweet 🥺 -se anon (2/2)

hello dear!! Happy New Year! I hope you had a lovely weekend and that the start of 2023 has been good to you!

and yes!! you get it!! It was a rivalry but what i love is that this is such a low stakes/angst show and i would argue even the rivalry is half-assed. i mean it's literally just 8 episodes of jaeyoung annoying sangwoo and sangwoo realizing he likes it and wants more of it lmao. their rivalry is rather short lived-- once they start the game and start getting to know each other, it very quickly just becomes these two guys who admire and respect each other (professionally for now, at first) and grows from there.

(I think this might've gotten a bit long for mobile so here's a read more lol)

i love the enemies to lovers here especially because it is so light! and you're so right pointing out that the one time jaeyoung does reach a bit beyond what he should, he acknowledges, or at least the viewer sees, that he knows that was a bit too much and from there on out it's very mild and we know confidently that jaeyoung is into sangwoo-- in a healthy way, not a manipulative jerk way.

and yes!! even jaeyoung says at first that he just wants an apology. and he probably would have gotten one from literally anyone else but sangwoo. so the fact that sangwoo is 100% convinced that he was in the right and is so obvious about sparked!!! jaeyoung's interest!! and from there it becomes "oh wow this dude is different.... tell me more" and we see that while jaeyoung's love language is lowkey just annoying the object of his affections, he's very smart (!!!) and so he engages sangwoo to 1) yeah see that spark in his eye and get a reaction and have sangwoo's attention but also 2) to learn what makes sangwoo tick.

Both Sangwoo and Jaeyoung are people who need a challenge and they find that in each other. they both have to learn to work around and with each other but it's a labor of love because they want to-- so yes, i totally KNOW that their entire lives are spent always learning about each other and even after years, that spark and curiosity is still there because 1) people are constantly evolving and 2) there's always something new to learn 3) their attraction to each other is a live thing that they both feed into.

it's seriously so sweet and i'm so happy that you saw my little new year's ramble about these two and agreed/added your own thoughts!! i really do love the show but half the fun of semantic error is just the sheer possibilities of these characters. i just find them endlessly fascinating and have a grand time thinking about them. because on the surface they fit their archetypes! but the actors? the content? just gives them so much meaning and complexity and i can't get enough!

#thanks so much for these messages!!!! #i always love hearing from you! #sorry it took me so long to respond #this week has been kinda full! #asked #answered #anon #se anon #semantic error meta #my writing tag #? eh we'll go with it

[eeveedel]

WIP Sunday

Hello all, I was tagged by to post a bit of my current WIP alongside some “art” -- I don’t have a current moodboard but I thought I would provide some general ~~aesthetic pics and another preview of the rancher harry fic -- this time an HL meet cute! I hope you all enjoy, and happy Sunday

Harry heard a rapping at the screen door, and he grunted, shifting his weight forward so he could sit up and hoist himself out of his armchair.

He took a step forward on his good leg while his bad one dragged behind him. After a bit of walking around, it usually woke up enough for him to put more weight on it, but for now, after his rest, it was a dead weight of pins and needles behind him. It took a bit of effort to get to the front door, but he got there eventually. He grabbed his cane that was leaning by the door, and then opened the wood door, revealing just the screen and what lay beyond it.

There was a man in mint green scrubs and a thick corduroy jacket on his porch, perfectly centered between the big American flag hanging beside Harry’s door and the pots of tulips lining the front gate. The man at the front door was young. He had some creases around his eyes and mouth but his freshly shaved face looked so youthful, along with his bright eyes behind his big, wire frame glasses.

“Howdy,” Harry drawled, lifting his thermos to his mouth, “You must be — “ His tongue worked in his mouth, trying to come up with the name Margaret had given him last week. It wasn’t something common around here, and yet it still evaded him.

“Shoot, I’m sorry,” he sighed, pushing up the brim of his hat with his thumb, “Help me out, what’s your name, son?”

“Oh, I’m Dr. Tomlinson, but you can call me Louis,” he said. “Dr. Baldwin caught me up on some of the animals you have here and their needs, sir,” he said. “I know you have a pregnant cow nearing the end of term and a newly pregnant mare that just needs a bit of a checkup as your main concerns. She also told me you had a few roosters and a chicken coop, is that correct?”

Harry cracked a smile and nodded.

“Well, that’s correct. Seems like you did your homework,” he said. “Cherry’s gonna have a baby now damn day now and I just found out about Goldie last month.”

He took a sip of his coffee, shuffling his feet and readjusting his cane as he did.

“You don’t need to worry too much about the chickens, they nearly take care of themselves. Got a few pigs but those are going to market in a couple months, but you can take a look at ‘em if you want to.”

He pushed at the screen door, moving out onto the porch to meet Louis directly. When he was in front of the man, he could see Louis looked even younger up close, and he was nearly a full head shorter than Harry.

“Can I get you something to drink or anything before we go out?” Harry asked, taking the briefest moment to look the young vet over.

“Um, maybe a glass of water after we finish up? It is a bit hot out today, even though it’s January,” Louis rambled. “I mean, I came from San Francisco, so it’s still hot there— anyways, sorry.”

He exhaled, his cheeks already pink.

“Could you show me to Cherry first, please?” Louis asked. “I want to make sure she and her calf are in tip top shape.”

Harry smiled gently. The young vet was eager, and looked a bit flustered. He tried not to let his gaze linger too much longer, although he already liked him.

“Sure thing. I’ll show you out the pasture. Cherry’s probably out gossiping with her friends.”

He walked to the edge of the porch, taking the small ramp that was easier to navigate with his cane.

“Tell me, they have a lot of cows out in California, Louis?” he asked as they trudged along the path, “Because if this is your first one, I’ll give you a fair warning. Cherry’s a sweet girl but a little sassy.”

“Well, I grew up in San Francisco, so no, we don’t have a lot of farms there,” Louis said. “But I studied with a bit of everything in veterinary school, and went to a lot of farms up north. So yeah, I’ve worked with cows.”

“Good, good,” Harry nodded.

He walked through along the dirt path that led from the house to the rest of the ranch. He led Louis past the chicken coop and the large horse barn, moving out to the back part of the property with the cattle barn and the large pasture. His leg was starting to wake up, making his gait a bit less strained.

“Where did you study?” he asked.

“UC Santa Barbara for undergrad and then vet school at UC Berkeley,” Louis said. “I just graduated last spring, actually.”

“Congratulations,” Harry said. “Before you look at my girls, you wanna tell me know if you were bottom of your class?”

Louis laughed a little, scratching the back of his neck.

“I was actually valedictorian.”

“Damn. Undergrad or vet school?”

“Uh,” Louis said, smiling sheepishly. “Both? And high school.”

“Jeez,” Harry chuckled. “Well. I didn’t even go to college, so you’ve already impressed me many times over.”

They arrived in front of the enormous cattle barn and the wide pasture beyond it. Harry smiled to himself, lifting the hand that wasn’t gripping his cane.

“Yep,” he smiled to himself, “There she is.”

He gestured to the pasture, and specifically pointed to one of the cows, a rich red brown and swollen at the belly, who was smack in the middle of a group of five other black and white cows.

“Gossiping, just like I thought,” Harry said. He reached for the gate, going to unlock it, “Well, come on, you can give me your expert opinion.”

“Wow, she’s beautiful,” Louis marveled.

“Don’t let her hear that, it’ll go straight to her head,” Harry said. He opened the gate fully, then opened the pasture and turned around, holding it open for Louis.

Once they were both inside, Harry approached Cherry, cooing and clicking his tongue as he walked. She looked up and stared at him, chewing slowly on a thick clump of grass, but when she was done, she let out a low moo and slowly but surely waddled towards him.

“Here she comes,” Harry smiled.

They both stood and watched her as she slowly came over, and when she did, she immediately gravitated to Harry.

“Hey, princess,” Harry said. He set his hand on her head and gently stroked her with his thumb, smiling to himself as she blinked at him with her big, milk chocolate eyes.

“Louis’s gonna take a look at you, pretty girl,” Harry said. “You be nice to him.”

Harry kept petting Cherry’s head and then looked over to Louis. The vet was kneeling on the ground, unlocking the briefcase he had brought. It was funny, seeing him with a shiny, clearly barely used case. Margaret had always just shoved her tools into her ancient Jansport backpack, which was covered in twenty years’ worth of coffee stains and held together with duct tape and spite.

Louis took out a pair of latex gloves and a stethoscope, then moved closer to the animal. He gave her a settle pat on her swollen side, then put the stethoscope’s earpieces in. He set the metal diaphragm on her side, and Cherry jolted a bit, but Louis cooed at her and kept petting her side as he listened. He closed his eyes and nodded a bit as he moved the cold metal over her stomach, humming softly to himself.

Harry watched Louis carefully touch and examine Cherry, the young man’s hands gentle but sure as he did his job. Harry had had his hesitations before Louis arrived. But he seemed at home, and like he really cared about doing a good job. Harry could appreciate that. He had spent years building up trust with Margaret to work with his animals, but, maybe he was just getting sentimental at his age, or Louis really did have a special touch, but he immediately felt just fine with the younger man taking care of his herd.

After a few minutes Louis opened his eyes and ducked his head down, examining Cherry’s udders and nether regions. Finally, he lifted his head and pulled himself up, taking the stethoscope out of his ears and draping it around his neck.

“Well, she looks great,” Louis said as he peeled off his gloves and shoved them into his jacket pocket. “The calf’s got a nice, strong heartbeat. She seems about a couple weeks away, but just keep an eye on her – “

“Early labor, yeah,” Harry said. “I always start preparing at least a couple weeks in advance of the due date, anyways. My girl Caroline went into labor a couple years ago, fuckin’ 16 days before she was due, and I was in Austin for the weekend. Only time I left the house in months, and she picked that weekend.”

One of the white cows in the pasture mooed loudly, and Harry looked over his shoulder and glared.

“Yeah, I’m talkin’ about you, fuckin’ drama queen,” he scoffed. “She’s a good girl. And a tough one. Had a delivery all by herself and nearly gave me a heart attack when I got home and there was a new baby toddling around.”

He turned back to Louis, offering an apologetic smile.

“Sorry, don’t mean to bore you with farm stories right off the bat.”

“It’s okay,” Louis said. “I love to hear animal stories.”

“Well, let me know in a few months if you’re sick of cow stories. That’s nearly the only kind of stories we have in this town.”

Louis just laughed and lifted his hand, shifting his glasses up his nose.

“Would you show me to Goldie, please? Just to see how her early stages are going.”

“Oh, yeah, of course,” Harry said. “Goldie’s in the small barn, come on.”

#rancher harry #uwu

[dmb-fngrl]

Lost--Monoma Neito

xxntiimulti said to dmb-fngrl: Cotton Candy, Goji Berry & Apple (I feel like wanting a mix of almost everything)

A/N: I’m sorry, I couldn’t figure out a way to work apple into this, but I hope you still like it!

Goji Berry–”Please don’t go.”

TW: Blood, Stabbing, Near Death (depending on how you read it), Angst

Ring

Ring

Ri--

“Hello?”

“*cough* *cough* Nei?”

Something didn’t sound...right in your voice. Monoma shook it off. It was Spring, your allergies were probably acting up. “Yes, dear? Are you alright?”

“N-Nei...” Okay, your voice was definitely strained. “Can you talk to me for a bit? I don--*cough*--don’t wanna be alone.”

“I...Alright, but can you tell me where you are, love?”

“Neito, I don’t have th-that much...*cough* *cough* C-can you tell me you love me?”

“Of course I love you, Y/N; with all my heart, but why are you asking me this?” He pinged your location, a sinking feeling settling in his gut when he saw you were near the midpoint of your patrol route, right near his office. Why would you call him instead of coming in?

“I-I love *cough* you too *cough* baby. K-keep talking please. *cough*”

He started walking. There was an urgency to his step; something in your voice worried him. Maybe it was your wet-sounding cough, or the way you called out to hear him again. Either way, something told Monoma he needed to get to you, and fast. “I’m coming, darling. I need you to keep talking, too, though. Can you do that for me?”

“Where are you?” Your voice sounded weak, your breath labored.

“I’m almost there, I’ll be there in half a minute or less.”

“S-say it again...”

“Y/N, stay on the line with me, I need you to--Y/N!”

He barely caught sight of you, but when he did, he couldn’t look away. The scene was horrific. You were covered in stab wounds, a few in your chest, and laying in a pool of blood. You were slowly losing the battle to keep your eyes open. 

“Y/N, stay with me, love, I love you, please stay awake, please, please!” Your eyes closed. Neito shook as he dialed the number. His eyes blurred with tears. He could barely hear the dispatcher, focusing all his energy on making you open your eyes just once again, rambling when he got off the phone. “Did you hear that, dear, they’re right near here, so close.” He shook you, watching as your eyes opened a tiny sliver, then closed again. A single tear fell from his eye onto your cheek, and he wiped it off with his thumb. 

“Please don’t go.”

(This is the alternate ending if you can’t handle all the angst.)

As soon as you got out of surgery, Monoma was at your side. You were in a medically-induced coma, and they told him you might not make it out. You had been stabbed in the heart, and were far too weak to support yourself.

A ventilator did the work of your lungs, an internal pacemaker taking control of your heart. If you did wake up, you would most likely be forced into early retirement.

The police found the man that stabbed you. As much as it pained Monoma to leave you, he was the person who found you, and had to testify in court. He kissed your hand before he left. If he could’ve, he would much rather it was him in that bed.

They took you off the ventilator after two weeks, and at that point, the only thing that kept Neito hoping was every breath, the steady rise and fall of your chest.

And when you did wake up, he was clutching your hand. He looked exhausted. He’d been staying with you whenever he could, before and after shifts, in between appointments with interns, and  whenever he could get someone to cover his patrol route, he’d visit you in the hospital. 

Your fingers twitched, limbs weak from disuse, but he felt it. He let out an audible sob when you mumbled his name, staring at you like you’d disappear if he looked away.

And that day he swore he’d never let you go again. 

#mha monoma #bnha monoma #mha neito #bnha neito #monoma neito #monoma x reader #gn reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #monoma angst #mha angst #bnha angst

[phoebe-delia]

Gift fic for the lovely @nv-md! I was so excited to get to write for you. I hope you enjoy! CW: blood draw, but it's not graphic.

Draco loved his job.

There was nothing like the deep satisfaction of delivering a healthy baby. Being part of the process of nurturing new life was cathartic, healing. While his pride once came from his name or his wealth, he now only needed to recall the grateful thanks of a new parent as they held their new baby in their arms.

He cried every time. He knew it was unprofessional, not to mention Hufflepuff, so he tended to try to wait until he was alone in his office to really let the waterworks flow. But he couldn’t help it. The emotional energy, stress and exhaustion of helping people give birth were taxing, though he knew that his own exertion was minuscule compared to the absolute hero doing the physical labor. Still, the relief and joy of helping a child come into the world would never dull.

“You have a new patient,” said Jennifer, breaking him out of his thoughts as she handed him a file. Jen was his longtime nurse who had kind eyes and an impeccable bedside manner. If Draco wasn’t fantastically gay and she wasn’t married, he’d propose on the spot.

“Thanks, Jen.” He gave her a soft smile. And it was with that earlier sense of optimism and contentment that he walked into his exam room and his heart promptly dropped into his stomach.

“Hi Draco,” said a smiling Ginevra Weasley, long red hair flat against the examination chair. Next to her sat another person. A man. A Harry Potter, to be exact, who smiled and raised his hand briefly in greeting.

It was at this point that Draco realized his jaw was still open, and he quickly closed it. “Er, hello Ginevra. And Harry. I have a new patient coming in soon, is there something wrong?”

Ginevra smiled. “It’s me, actually. I made the appointment.”

Draco raised his eyebrows. “Oh! Well, a-are you…”

“Pregnant? Well, I hope so,” she chuckled. “That’s actually why we’re here. I’m hoping to be pregnant, but I don’t want to tell other people until I’m sure.”

Draco nodded. “Alright, well, we’ll need to run some tests. I’ll have to draw a sample of your blood, so I’ll be right back.”

He all but scrambled out of the room, leaning against the wall to catch his breath for a moment.

Ginevra’s pregnant? And Harry’s the…But I thought… Draco shook himself. He had to be professional. He and Harry might be friendly at the pub after work, but this was not the time to pry for personal details.

He retrieved the syringe and prepared the necessary materials. He steeled himself before walking back into the room. Harry and Ginevra were bickering.

“Just tell him when he’s—”

“Ginny!” Harry said with a pointed look.

Ginevra turned to face Draco, breaking into a smile. “Great! You’re back. Shall we?”

Draco nodded. “Of course, yes. Hold out your arm for me, please.”

Draco gently took her arm in his hand and prepared the injection site, trying not to fumble under the intense stare of green eyes.

“So I didn’t know you were trying for a baby. Congratulations.”

Ginevra smiled. “Thank you. As I said, we’re trying to keep it quiet, so no spilling it when all of you go for your pub night!”

Draco chuckled, a little nervously. “You have my word. Alright, you can look away if you’d prefer.”

Ginevra shrugged. “I’m alright.”

Ginevra winced slightly as the needle went into her arm, and Draco tried not to snort when Harry paled and looked away.

When he finished, he placed a cotton ball and a bandage over the tiny wound. “Alright, you’re all set! I’ll Owl you the results when they’re finished.”

Ginevra smiled brightly. “Thank you Draco!” She gave Harry a meaningful look before turning to Draco with a smile. She winked, hopped off the chair and strode out of the room.

Draco pressed his lips together at the sight of Harry standing awkwardly in his exam room. “Do you need a pregnancy test, too?” He couldn’t help himself.

“Er, n-no. Uh, sorry. Draco, I, um, I actually have a question—sorry I’m rambling—

“That’s alright. It’s totally normal for potential new fathers to be nervous.”

“Right I—wait, new father?”

Draco’s eyebrows knit in confusion. “Well, yes, that’s why you’re here, right?”

Harry laughed. “Oh Merlin, no!” He laughed again, hard enough to make himself cough. Draco raised an impatient eyebrow, and Harry caught his breath, cleared his throat. “Gods, Draco no I’m not the father! You know I’m gay.”

“You’re bi, Harry, or that’s what you told me.”

Harry nodded. “True, but I’ve been with a lot more blokes than birds as of late—and besides, Ginny’s with Luna. Has been for a year now. They used a donor for the baby. She doesn’t want to tell Luna until it’s confirmed, so she brought me along for moral support.”

Draco blinked. “Really?”

“Yes, really,” Harry said with a smile. “I was also here because I wanted to ask you on a date, seeing as we’re both single and pub nights have been fun and neither of us is going to have a baby anytime soon.”

“A-a date.”

“Yes, Draco, a date. Typically dinner—or lunch or coffee, I’m not picky—but if it’s dinner then I get to kiss you goodbye at the front door of your flat, rather than outside St. Mungo’s, which is admittedly less romantic.”

Draco let a relieved smile break out over his face. “Right. Well, then seeing as you’re not about to be a father, then my answer is yes.”

“Great,” Harry grinned. “I’ll meet you at Frederick’s? Say, 7 o’clock?”

Draco nodded. “Sure, that sounds good.”

“Good. Well, then, I’ll see you later, Draco.” Harry swept past him toward the door.

“See you then,” Harry gave him another smile before walking away.

With that, Draco quickly shut the door, sagging against it with relief, with joy.

Draco loved his job.

#wheel of drarry mini exchange #drarry #draco and harry #draco malfoy #harry potter #healer draco #humor #misunderstandings #i was kinda stuck when i was brainstorming at first #but then i got this idea #and i started laughing #so i knew i had to do it lol

[janetbrown711]

My headcanons about Sir William the Good

This is like my Angelina II post, so be sure to check that one out too

Oh! And be sure to check out this fic, because it talks about a few of these situations ^^

As always, if you have any questions/requests about them, my ask box is always open :)

Buckle up, because I have a lot of thoughts

Early life: 

His mother died not long after he was born, so he has no memory of her

His father’s name was Alan, and he loved William dearly, and William loved him too

His best friend growing up was Heloise Nerz (more better known as Hello Nurse)

They ran around Acme Falls like little rascals and were mostly adored by the town

She was always a lot smarter than him though, so whenever they got into trouble she’d have to usually get them out of it, though William was always very apologetic and felt very guilty when he did something wrong

Despite what the townspeople whispered and joked about, William never had a crush on her and vice versa. They were both just really good friends

His father got sick of a mysterious illness when he was eight, and died in less than a year, and William missed him terribly

He wandered around Acme Falls for jobs, and while most folks were willing to give him work, he felt unfulfilled and tried to search for the perfect job

No less than a year of searching, a royal knight came into town looking for a squire, and William jumped at the opportunity

He was young for a squire (he wasn’t even 10 yet) but the good natured knight liked his spark and took him under his wing. 

It was hard for William to leave Acme, but he promised to write to the town when he could, and so he left. 

For the first few years he did more of chores than actual knight training- but William never complained. He looked up to the knight quite a lot, to the point where he was basically a second father figure

However, once he turned 12, the real training began, and it was intense.

William never really complained though, knowing what he had signed up for

He was best at sword fighting, though he was a terrible equestrian

When he was 15, he was taken to the royal palace for further knighthood training, and he met Angelina on his first day by making an utter fool of himself (tripping over a bucket of water)

To his surprise, this didn’t push Angelina away, and William fell in love instantly. 

Often, she’d watch him during his horseback riding lessons and would laugh when he screwed up and cheer for him when he succeeded, which made him work harder and harder for her. 

Sometimes they even rode together, which was fun (though she beat him every time, but William was a very good sport about it- which Angelina greatly appreciated)

However, their favorite activity to do was to stroll and plant in the garden. Often the two were busy with their lessons, but they’d try their darnedest to squeeze in the time together

The queen, Angelina the First, strongly disapproved of him, but since William hadn’t really done anything wrong, he couldn’t find good reason to send him away, so he remained at the castle. 

William knew how much Angelina hated the suitors and would always try to get the next day off to spend it with her to help her feel better

When he saw the bruise Salazar had left on Angelina he nearly cried out of empathy for her and her situation, and swore that he would never let anything like that happen to her ever again

(That was when Angelina realized she was in love with him too)

They began their secret relationship when he was 19 and she was 18. 

He proposed two years later, right before gaining his knighthood, and Angelina didn’t hesitate to say yes

William was prepared to stay engaged as long as it took, but luckily for them, Queen Angelina the First died a month after he proposed and they were married shortly thereafter. 

Yakko: 

William had always wanted to have children, as he was an only child and loved the idea of raising and having children, and when Angelina told him she was pregnant he was over the moon

However, he was a bit nervous when he realized that his father died when he was eight, and he had few memories of how he was raised, so he studied and read up on every parenting book he could find and studied like a madman before Yakko was born

William fell in love with Yakko instantly

He was really nervous to hold him though, as he was terrified he’d drop him (which was odd, because being a knight made him very strong)

However, he did relax and eventually he was able to hold him without being nervous, and it soon became his favorite thing

He loved to read bedtime stories to Yakko when Angelina was too exhausted to sing a lullaby, and Yakko seemed to really like them, especially as he got older

Angelina said he got his talkativeness from William, and William couldn’t help but agree, he did have a tendency to ramble (especially when he was nervous)

He wanted Yakko to learn how to horseback ride, but Angelina forced him to promise to wait until he was at least eight because of how dangerous it could be

However, she didn’t stop him from getting Yakko a wooden sword, and William proceeded to try and teach him to sword fight, though it clearly wasn’t his forte. Still, Yakko seemed to have fun, and liked to act out the bedtime stories of William’s knighthood to Angelina, who also seemed to find it adorable. 

Wakko:

William had been utterly delighted to find out that Angelina was pregnant again, loving the idea of a big happy family, which Angelina liked too, as she was also an only child

Yakko was curious about what being an older brother would be like, so this time both Yakko and William were studying to prepare themselves

When Wakko wasn’t born crying or breathing, William nearly had a heart attack and died right there

However, the doctor quickly fixed it, and he cried tears of relief and joy

William noticed Wakko had a lot of similar features to his own father, and so made his middle name Alan

It was really hard to get Angelina to let go of Wakko to let him get a chance to hold him (not that he blamed her in the slightest) so he had to wait until she fell asleep to hold him

Again, he fell in love instantly

He was really nervous whenever Wakko was out of his sight, but recognizing that someone had to be the sane one (as Angelina was having terrible separation anxiety) he stayed strong and reminded Angelina that they had done this before and that it was gonna be okay

Helping her helped him a lot, and soon enough their worries were down to a normal level

Wakko was a lot more energetic and wild than Yakko, which reminded William of himself when he was younger, running around Acme Falls. 

William often had to chase Wakko around countless halls of the castle because of how much he loved to run and toddle around

Wakko had less patience for William’s stories- often interrupting with questions or little comments, much to Yakko’s annoyance. William didn’t mind though, as that was when Wakko was the most talkative with him

Dot: 

Again, William was ecstatic upon hearing Angelina was pregnant again

However, his confidence and optimism wavered a bit when King Salazar started causing problems on purpose

He was determined to protect Angelina from him though, intent on keeping the promise he made as a teen

He was determined to not let Angelina worry herself to death though, remaining optimistic about having a little girl (hopefully) and how great it would be when they could all relax with the new baby after this Salazar nonsense ended

He often had to watch the boys as Angelina went to diplomatic meetings and so when he found out that he had actually gone into labor during one and continued to the end anyway he was both in awe and amazement at how strong Angelina was (though he also did have a fairly short lived freak out about how dumb of an idea that was)

When Dot was eventually born though, they were both so tired that they both cried, especially because of how cute she was

William had been in love with the idea of giving her Angelina’s name, and was happy she agreed to it, as he never thought of her name as her mother’s name

He did also like the name Dot (Lena’s suggestion), so he suggested that they call her that for short, and Angelina agreed. 

However, he did panic momentarily as he realized he had no idea how to raise a girl, until Angelina said “just raise her like any other kid- being a girl hardly makes a difference” and William realized he was being stupid, and relaxed.

Since she was born in the spring around the time all the flowers in the gardens went in bloom, William loved to dress her in flower patterned clothes and hair pieces. 

He loved dressing her up (perhaps even more than Angelina did)

He also helped Wakko with advice on what to do as a big brother, and watched him as he watched Dot, finding his curiosity and newfound tameness around her adorable and admirable. 

However, as tensions were rising and Angelina being too exhausted and busy to go to meeting, it soon became William’s job to attend the meetings. William decided it was a good idea to bring Yakko along to help prepare him for when he’d be king, but he realized his mistake when he noticed how nervous he looked as they started discussing war. William promised he wouldn’t let that happen though, which helped Yakko to relax. 

However, Salazar and his army invaded the castle that night, and William wished that he just had more time with his kids, having never wanted them to be orphans like he was, but unfortunately he had no say in the matter and he was killed

Misc. (bc that’s a depressing end)

Hello Nurse was the “best man” at his and Angelina’s wedding

He didn’t realize Lena was only a nickname special people got to call her until after they were married, and he said “it was his greatest honor” when she pointed it out. 

“William, we’re married” “You could’ve married anyone you wanted, but you let me call you Lena”

He’s just... a big ol’ softie. A big teddy bear. He loves cuddling, hugs, crying, and just- he’s impossible to hate

However, like a bear, he gets very protective of his family, and died honorably while trying to protect them

The knight who practically raised him died before Yakko was born, and William held a huge funeral in his honor

He nearly cried when Yakko told him that his favorite story was the story of how he and Angelina met

He taught Yakko how to read and do math, as well as how to sword fight (though it was a slow process since he was only 8 when he died and all)

He grew a mustache bc he thought it made him look more like a king

He loved to just sit and think about all of his and and Angelina’s traits that he could see in the boys (like his optimism in Wakko, Lena’s love of reading and learning in Yakko, etc.)

He loved his children and Angelina with everything he had in him

#animaniacs #sir william the good #william warner #wakko's wish #queen angelina warner #animaniacs fics #long post #queen angelina II #holy shit i'm soft for them- #i ship it so hard #I know I basically invented them but asdklfajsd;a #yeah #asks and requests are always open!

[tessagracerichards]

I saw [TESSA RICHARDS] at a coffee shop in [MANHATTAN] today. I forgot how much [SHE] looks like [ZOEY DEUTCH]. They are a [TWENTY-SIX] year old [CHILD LIFE SPECIALIST] who’s been in NYC for [THREE YEARS] now. Every time we run into each other, they are always [TENDERHEARTED AND NURTURING] but I’ve heard people say they can also be [BLUNT AND GUARDED]. [SHE IS LOVE BY PARACHUTE] reminds me of them every time it comes on the radio. — [saxon, she/her, 26, cst]

Out Of Character

Hello hello bbies! I am Saxon and this is the absolute labor of my love Tessa, please love her even though she doesn’t deserve it! I am very open to connections, ideas and plotting so please, please, please do not hesitate to hit me up if you want to conjure something up with my disaster child! 

Also please forgive the mess that is this intro and her Pinterest, she’s been around for years so things have built up and gotten chaotic over time. I really told myself I would shorten her intro but I didn’t manage much, please look away. 

Basic Information

Full Name: Tessa Grace Richards.

Nickname(s): Tess, Tessie. 

Date of Birth: November 10th, 1994.

Gender: Cisfemale.

Pronouns: She/Her.

Orientation: Heterosexual.

Language(s) Spoken: English, Sign, Spanish.

Pinterest

Background

So Tessa was born to an unwed couple who were in their mid 30′s at the time, her mom thought the two of them were hopelessly in love until Tessa was four and dude just dipped? Her mom came home one day and all his stuff was gone, no note or anything, he emptied their account and they haven’t ever heard from him since.

Her mom is an absolute saint of a woman however (think Lorelai from Gilmore Girls meets Donna Sheridan from Mamma Mia), just an absolute quirky angel of a woman who definitely took in and helped abandoned animals but was also the place all the kids in town knew they could go if they had shitty parents/living situations or just a bad day and they needed a safe place to go? So obviously she stepped up and took down all dudes pictures and just raised Tessa like the single boss she is.

Tessa grew up into like an angel of a kid but oh buddy was she a chaotic one. Total tomboy, full of insane energy and personality, always on the move and exploring and doing things she shouldn’t be. Definitely the type to show up back at home as the suns going down just covered in dirt and bumps and bruises. 100% knocked her own baby teeth out from falling and slamming her face and had two front silver teeth as a little kid.

She was never very girly and because she grew up in this southern town that was just full of very critical asshole kids from more well-off families than her own was, particularly the girls who were very prissy, she definitely ended up clicking more with boys and quickly became ‘one of the guys’. Like undoubtedly had an all male friend group and was definitely the girl that girlfriends would be paranoid about while all the dudes were like confused as to how their girls were jealous because Tessa was just like another guy/little sibling, there was no interest on either end.

Has slight anger management issues? Like she’s chill but when she blows up man does she blow up. Pushed a girl down a flight of stairs at school after she made a remark about a friend, the family pressed charges and Tessa had to go to anger management classes and serve community service hours. She also got kicked out of school and just decided not to go back, went online and just got her GED at seventeen instead.

She realized her hometown didn’t have much to offer her and it wasn’t where she belonged, nor was she ready for college, so she took what money she had saved and instead purchased a sprinter van and began road tripping around the U.S.

At some point along the way, dumbass met a boy that wormed his way into her heart and it was a kind of a slightly unstable relationship because she would try and push away from him and her feelings but he always drew her back? Already has a shitty relationship with love after her father and two not ideal high school romances. Dude tried though and even proposed after like months of them being together and she panicked and ran but still he drew her back and they agreed that they should chill with the idea of engagement/marriage? There was always another girl in the picture though and even though he assured her that his feelings were with her, his actions often seemed to show otherwise.

After yet another break, the two ended up sleeping together but she definitely realized that he wasn’t in love with her at all/anymore so she saved herself the conversation and just dipped before he woke up and ran, spent a solid week just out partying/drinking and ended up sleeping with some stranger and  then ended up pregnant with no clue as to which guy was the baby’s father. Whether fortunately or unfortunately, it was the one night stand’s who decided he had no interest in being around.

Obviously she knew she needed to change her course and focus on becoming a mother and setting up a future for herself and her child, but not being financially independent enough, she reached out to a lifelong friend who allowed her to move in and began to figure out school.

She’s always been a big fan of kids (worked for a daycare after school, got involved with a charity that worked with orphans/orphanages while traveling) and so she decided that she wanted to be a child life specialist and is still in school but also working an internship with Presbyterian Morgan Stanley Children's Hospital.

Ended up having a little girl named Addison (Addi), this child is her whole world and she’s definitely the mom that posts about their kid too much on social media but she’s just turned Tessa’s life around and helped her mature in ways she wouldn’t have without her and she just loves her kid more than anything/anyone else.

Personality

A dork? Literally the biggest dork, the dorkiest of dorks, just a whole friggen dork. This child rambles like you wouldn’t believe and her mouth 100% works faster than her brain so like you never know what to expect but she’s just a happy, friendly, sarcastic little bean with social anxiety and a heart of gold tbh.

Also an aggressive lil’ lady though, like 12/10 chance she’ll throw hands if you want to fuck with or say something about the people she loves.

A chaotic soul as well like down to party and have a good time and will definitely drink a dude under the table, definitely broke her ribs two summers in a row from a drinking game because this child doesn’t know when to slow down or chill out, she’s just trying to live.

But also the mom friend? Like even before becoming a mom, she’s used to taking care of people and making sure everyone’s good like? 100% convinced her friends to do dumb shit as  a teenager and then turned around and tended to their wounds. Also if you’re in her house and it’s meal time, you’re eating. It’s not an option, like sit and eat dinner and tell me about your day.

Emotional as hell, like definitely cries during commercials and Disney movies, but like if you’re trying to tap into her serious emotions she’s gonna shut that shit down. She keeps people locked out tbh and just jokes about the serious shit in her life if she does talk about it.

Desired Connections

Friends; could have lived in/visited Texas and met when she was younger, met while she was traveling,  met through her charity work or just after her/them having moved to New York recently.

Exes; so her most recent ex is off limits because it’s based off a real connection but like either of her exes from high school? The first one (cheated on her) would have had to have lived in Texas for some time but the latter (only with her on a bet to see how long it would take to get in her pants, she broke dude’s nose when she found out) could have been visiting friends/family for a summer? If anyone has a character that works for these I’m down for the drama.

Hookups; Tessa is very weird about hookups/one night stands so this is a little limited but my girl definitely needs a few. 

Half siblings; so Tessa’s dad basically bailed when she was little - maybe he had another family? He could have had a kid before her who he also bailed on, could have started a family during the same time or after, he could have stayed there for them or bailed on them as well? They could know about Tessa, or neither could know about the other? Tessa pry wouldn’t know about them because she made it a point to never bother searching for this man let alone any family but literally I’m down for whatever other ideas you’ve got on this one!

Patients; if anyone has any younger siblings or kids of their own that perhaps Tessa helped or is currently helping take care of through her internship? She does everything from work in the hospital to house calls and works with both the medical and therapeutic aspects of things. 

#villageintro

[thegreatestofheck]

Little Village pt.5＊Outer Banks＊

word count - 2.7k warnings - swearing, but everything is mostly soft synopsis - A baby is born! tagging -  @apoguecalledjj @ijustreallylovethem @deathcompass @lolitstiana @jxpiter-sxturn a/n - Side note: I’ve never had a baby so I don’t know exactly how everything works please don’t hate me if I get things wrong. I dunno why, but Sarah kinda reminds me of Rosalie from Twilight in this part. Sorry if this one’s short. Stay safe, stay healthy, and stay groovy!! 

“What the hell do you mean the baby’s coming?” 

“I mean I am about to shit a baby out of my vagina, JJ!” June bent over, one hand still on her stomach. She wasn’t due for two more weeks, she was supposed to have a little more time. 

“Oh, god. Okay, um, okay.” JJ stepped away from June, his eyes dropping to the puddle of water on the ground. His eyes were wide, his hands shaking. June sucked in a deep breath, shutting her eyes as she tried to breathe through the pain. 

“JJ,” she said slowly, opening her eyes. “I need you to drive me to the hospital.” 

“The hospital?”

“Yes!” June breathed again. There was no point in shouting. “I’m going into labor, alright? And I need you to drive me to the hospital so I don’t give birth to the baby here. JJ, can you do that?” 

JJ finally looked back up at June. She raised her eyebrows as if asking the question again. JJ shut his mouth quickly and stepped toward her. 

“Yeah, I can do that.” He put a strong arm around her waist, starting to lead her toward the car. “What do I need to grab? Should I call John B? What about Kie and Pope? Should I call ahead? Are you okay? Are you in pain?” 

June squeezed her eyes shut, trying her very hardest to keep her heart rate from spiking. 

“Please, JJ, just get me to the hospital. We’ll worry about everything else later.” 

“Right.” JJ’s rambling stopped and he stiffened, determined to be calm. “I’ve got you, Jue.” 

“I know.” 

Climbing into the car was a lot harder than it had ever been before, but JJ was there to help her inside. Sweat beaded down the side of June face as she scrunched her face up, trying to fight off the pain. JJ ran to the other side of the car and turned it on, pulling out onto the road as quickly as he could. 

“How are you doing there, Mamas?” JJ asked as he sped down the road. June grimaced and tried to smile to cover it. 

“Wonderful.” 

JJ barreled down the road, his hands nearly white from squeezing the wheel. 

“Just...just breathe, alright? Just keep breathing.” JJ started to huff out short breaths through his mouth as if demonstrating. June looked at him with her eyebrows raised. 

“Are you telling me that, or yourself?” She asked. JJ stopped. 

“I have no idea.”

The pain in June stomach spread out through her entire body. She was used to the dull ache at this point, but this was so much sharper, so much more alive. JJ was right, though, she did have to remember to breathe. That was going to be the hard part. Just keep breathing. 

Another wave of pain passed over June and she reached out toward JJ on instinct, grabbing hold of his arm. She squeezed tighter than she meant to, but he didn’t complain. Instead, he took one of his hands off the wheel and placed it over hers. The warmth from his hand gave her at least a small ounce of comfort. 

“Will you call John?” she asked, rolling her head back and forth on the headrest. 

“Sure.” 

June let her hand fall from his arm so he could pull his phone out of his back pocket. 

“John B? Yeah, I know it’s your day, but...no, you gotta listen!...Hi, Sarah...Listen! I’m driving June to the hospital right now....everything’s fine but she’s going into labor....I know it’s early....I know you’re on the Mainland!...Just get your ass back here right now!” 

JJ scowled as John B said something over the phone. June watched him carefully until he handed the phone off to her. June took it and pressed it against her ear. 

“Hello, brother dear,” she said, trying to keep the pain out of her voice. 

“What’s happening?” 

“JJ told you. My water broke, he’s driving me to the hospital.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

“I was supposed to be there.” 

“It’s a little early. There was no way you could have known.” 

“I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

“I know.” 

“I love you, Junebird.” 

“I love you, too.” 

June hung up before he could say anything else. She didn’t feel like she could hold a conversation right now, let alone the phone in her hand. She handed it back to JJ. 

“You want me to call anyone else?” he asked. 

June groaned, letting her eyes close. 

“Just get me to the hospital.” 

“Yes, ma’am.” 

***

“Do you have any family you want to come in with you?” the nurse asked as she wheeled June to the delivery room. 

“My brother’s on his way.” 

“How long will he be?”

“I have no idea. He’s on the Mainland.” 

The nurse shook her head. 

“He’s not going to make it. Baby’s coming now.” 

June turned to look at JJ with her eyes wide. JJ reached out and took her hand as he hustled along just behind her. 

“I’ll come in with you,” he said. “I’ll come in with her.” 

The nurse looked at June with a questioning look and June just nodded. JJ was better than no one. She wanted John B to be there, to hold her hand. She wanted her dad to be there. She wanted her mom to be there. 

JJ gave her hand a short squeeze. 

“This is gonna be a piece of cake, Mamas,” he said to her with his usual playful smile. June glared at him. 

Everything happened so quickly and June was already so out of it that she barely even knew what was happening until she was on the delivery bed with three people between her legs and staring up at her. JJ was by her side, wearing some kind of hospital gown over his sleeveless tank top. He looked absolutely terrified, his eyes peeled open as he stared down at her legs. 

“Stop staring at my vagina,” Juen ground out through her teeth, tightening her grip on JJ’s hand. 

“Sorry.” 

The pain was nearly unbearable. She didn’t need the doctor to tell her to push because all she could think about was getting the baby out. 

“You’ve got this,” JJ said, leaning toward her and tightening his grip on her hand. “You’re doing-” 

“Oh, fuck you, Maybank!” June ground out through her teeth. JJ was taken aback for a moment. June being aggressive was rather unusual, generally keeping her cool and being the levelheaded one. After a few moments of shock, his lips turned up into a playful smile. 

“That can be arranged later, Jue. But right now, you’ve got a baby to deliver.” 

June glared at her friend as the nurses glanced at each other, trying to figure out the dynamic between the two of them. 

JJ held her hand the entire time, muttering quiet things to her that sometimes made her scream at him and other times made her feel better. Her cries echoed in the small hospital room, tears and sweat beading down her face, soaking through her hospital gown. 

“This is it!” The doctor said about an hour later, a smile on her face. “Just one last push for me, hon.” 

June barely felt the pain at this point. But she did as she was told and all of the sudden, the pressure was released. June gasped for breath, squeezing her eyes shut. Then she heard it; a quiet, broken cry. 

She opened her eyes, peering over at the nurses. JJ leaned over just as far, his entire face beaming. One of the nurses stood, a swaddle of blankets in her arms. That’s where the crying was coming from. 

“Oh.” June’s voice was weapy, exhausted from over an hour of delivery, but still she smiled. 

“It’s a baby girl,” the nurse said as she set the baby in June’s arms. She wasn’t sure she was ready to hold her quiet yet, but it was clear she didn’t have a choice. June’s mouth went dry as she looked down at the little baby in her arms. 

Everything about her was perfect. She was still crying, her eyes screwed up tight. Her little arms poked out of the blanket, every one of her fingers flexed and shaking. 

“Hi,” June whispered, tucking her finger under the baby girl’s hand. Her cries were quiet, but they still broke June’s heart to hear. She looked up at JJ, who had stepped backward, his lips parted and his eyes wide. 

“Do you have an idea for a name?” a nurse asked. 

June hadn’t really been thinking about a name outside of Baby Pogue. But the name that came to her felt right as soon as it graced the tip of her tongue. 

“Eleanor.” 

The nurses smiled, but June didn’t take her eyes away from the baby in her arms. She didn’t see JJ standing back a few feet, his eyes filling with water at the sound of his mother’s name. His mouth ran dry so he shut his lips back together, never taking his eyes away from June and the little baby. 

“We’re gonna have to take her for a quick check up while you finish the delivery,” one of the nurses said, standing right beside June. 

“Finish?” JJ asked as June tentatively handed Eleanor back to the nurse. “We’re not done yet?”

“We?” June turned to look at JJ with an eyebrow raised. He took her hand again, determination set on his face. 

“You got this, Mamas. I’ll be right here the whole time.” 

“Thank you,” June said, her voice still weepy as she clung to his hand. Leaning her head back, June prepared herself for the second wave of pain. 

***

She still felt loopy from the pain meds when the nurses brought little Eleanor back into the hospital room. Eleanor was no longer crying, but sound asleep. The nurse who held her was beaming down at the child, cradling her gently. JJ was standing off to the side, drinking water to calm the storm that raged in his stomach. He had seen enough bodily fluids today to last him a lifetime. 

“Are you daddy?” the nurse asked, walking over to him. JJ perked up, a joke already on his lips. But before he could say anything in the slightest bit inappropriate, the nurse tucked Eleanor into his arms. 

JJ froze like a deer in headlights, stiff as a board. June could barely open her eyes, but seeing him standing there holding her baby in his arms made her undeniably emotional. She chalked it up to the drugs. 

“You can move her around,” the nurse said with a laugh, admiring the baby and the boy who held her in his arms. 

JJ felt his breath hitch in his throat as he looked back down at Eleanor again. She was sleeping peacefully, smacking her little lips together. A smile tugged at the edges of JJ’s lips. Heart swelling with a feeling he couldn’t place, JJ started to walk toward June, knowing that she would be wanting to hold baby Eleanor. 

She had only been on this planet for a few hours and JJ already couldn’t imagine his life without her. But he had to remind himself that this baby wasn’t his, no matter how much he wanted to pretend she was. Even if June knowingly named her after his mom, Eleanor wasn’t his. 

June took her baby back with a sleepy smile. JJ leaned up against her bed, still smiling. 

“And you said she was gonna be a boy,” June whispered, speaking to JJ but not taking her eyes away from the baby in her arms. JJ gave a quiet laugh. 

“Glad I was wrong.” 

They fell into a comfortable silence, both of them watching Eleanor as she slept. Only a few minutes later, there was a knock on the door and a nurse came in. 

“You have some visitors, June,” she said. “Is it okay if they come in? They’ve been waiting outside for a while.” 

June smiled and nodded her head. The nurse opened the door all the way and in came Kie, Pope, Sarah, and John B. Kie and Sarah were grinning, Pope looked terrified, and John B had a glow of pride radiating off of him. They all crowded around June’s bed, careful to give her space to breathe. 

“She’s perfect.” There was awe in Sarah’s voice as she gazed down at the baby. June watched her glance up to John B, who had taken JJ’s spot by June’s head, and June laughed. June could smell the baby fever off of Sarah, but it was ten times stronger now that there was an actual baby to gawk over. 

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there,” John B said. June smiled up at him. 

“You’re here now,” she told him, voice set at a whisper. Her throat was still raw from over an hour of screaming. “And now you get to meet your niece.” 

John B sniffled, quickly wiping away a stray tear. 

“Hi, Baby Pogue,” John B said, his voice breaking as he placed a gentle hand on sleeping Eleanor’s head. “I’m your uncle John.”

“Dude, she can’t hear you,” Pope said, his own voice quiet as he looked at the baby. He still looked terrified. 

“It’s the thought that counts, man,” John B said. He looked up to glare at his friend. Kie stepped forward, biting her lip to keep a smile away. 

“The doctor’s said you picked out a name?” Kie asked, glancing between June and the baby. 

“Yeah.” June smiled. “Eleanor. Eleanor Routledge.” 

“Eleanor?” Pope asked, eyebrows pinched together. “Like JJ’s-”

“That’s a perfect name,” Kie said. She smiled at June, inching even closer to the bed. June knew what she wanted without even having her ask. 

“Do you want to hold her?” 

Kie nodded quickly, her smile spreading. She took Eleanor willingly into her arms. The baby mewled, her eyes shifting beneath her eyelids. June felt suddenly cold without the baby in her arms. But watching Kie and Sarah coo over Eleanor made the cold feel almost tolerable. 

No longer having to hold Eleanor, June felt herself slowly start to drift to sleep. She didn’t realize it at first, but when the distant hum of her friends chatting faded suddenly, she thought she must be asleep. 

And when she woke up, the room was dark. Someone was sleeping in her bed beside her and when she turned to look, she found John B snoring lightly. Sarah and Kie were cuddled together on the bed that was meant for the father. Pope and JJ were knocked out in two chairs across the room. For a moment, fear ran through June. She had no idea where Eleanor was, no idea what had happened to her after she had fallen asleep. 

But June found her as she rolled onto her side. In a small, baby sized bed, Eleanor snoozed just as soundly as the rest of June’s family. June reached out and pulled the little bed closer to her. Eleanor shifted in her sleep, but didn’t wake. 

“You’re are so loved,” June whispered, leaning toward her baby. “You’ve already got such a big family. And we will love you forever. We will never leave you, don’t you worry.”

***

June had just finished feeding Eleanor when Ms. Lana, Mrs. Heyward, and Mrs. Carrera came in with wide grins, flowers, and balloons. It was more than June could ever ask for. The nurse came in and helped June stand, holding Eleanor to her chest. 

“You’ve already met Uncle John,” June said quietly. Eleanor watched the people with wide, curious eyes. “This is Auntie Sarah and Auntie Kie. And your other uncles, Pope and JJ.”

The three older women cooed at Eleanor for a while, taking turns holding her as the nurse did a final check up on June.

“Both you and Eleanor are in perfect,” the nurse said, making a few marks on her clipboard. “You can leave whenever you want.”

“Thank you so much,” June said, her tears suddenly welling up with tears. Being able to take Eleanor home, show her the room that her family had prepared for her, introducing her to the world that June loved so much, was something that June couldn’t wait for. 

Her entire life had just changed, she just wasn’t prepared for how drastic that change was. 

#outer banks #obx #outer banks imagine #outer banks fic #jj maybank #jj outer banks #john b routledge #john b outer banks #john b's sister #pope heyward #pope obx #sarah cameron #sarah obx #kiara carrera #kie obx

[crystalwillow]

The Pregnancy, Part Two

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x Casey Valentine (F!MC)

Tagging: @kiteplayschoices @brycelahelalover @obsessedheehee @eleanorbloom @fuseboxmusebox @princesslahela @vibrantlyjaz @kaavyaethanramsey @queencarb @schnitzelbutterfingers @ramseysno1rookie @caseyvalentineramsey @ethanramseyswhore @whippedforethanfreakingramsey

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Six months had passed since Casey and Ethan discovered she was pregnant, and she was now in her last trimester. She still wanted to go to work so she had something to do and so that if she went into labor she was already in the hospital. Of course, Ethan got less and less enthusiastic about her going to work, now a few more months that passed. He insisted that she stay home and look after herself, to let him work a little overtime and do the heavy grocery shopping. But Casey, being the stubborn woman she is, dug her heels in saying a firm no, continuing to go to work.

One lunch break, Casey and Ethan were sitting outside round the fountain, sharing a pizza and some fries, when Sienna came over. "Hey. Could I sit with you guys?" she squeaked out quietly, "Of course" Ethan smiled as Casey took another bite of her pizza slice, "Want a piece?" Casey asked as she held out the box to her friend. "No thank you. I'm okay. I've already eaten." She said politely, hoping her lie went undetected, as she took a seat next to Casey. "Do I still smell of blood and bile?" Ethan joked, "Honey. if you smelt of that I would not even be near you. Sienna just doesn't like getting in the middle of people" Casey explained jokingly. Sienna chuckled at the sass levels in Casey's reply, and the three spent the rest of their lunch break together. Late that afternoon, Ethan stopped by Casey's floor to collect the grocery list and her dinner order as he was finishing early, and she had to work late. "oooo someone's coming" a nurse teased Casey, as she walked away from the nurses station with her files, to give the two privacy. "Hey." Ethan smiled as he greeted her with a kiss leaning over the nurses station. "hey" Casey smiled back, as the phone rang. "one moment" she smiled and answered the phone, "Hello, Francis Ward, Dr. Casey Ramsey speaking, how may I help? ... uh-huh, okay. ... Could you hold for just one moment and I'll check that for you." she answered as she put the phone on hold "Janet!" she called out to a passing nurse, who stopped in her tracks and turned coming over to the station "yeah?" she asked, sounding tired. "I've got Dr. Rasheen on the phone calling from OR recovery 4, asking if we have any free beds on the ward for a patient that has just woken up." Casey explained. Janet checked the chart, "mmmmmmm, yep. We have room 783 free." She smiled at Casey, who picked the phone back up. "Hello, Dr. Rasheen? ... yes, we have 1 room free. Could I get the patients name please? .... Holly Barkermann. Alright, we'll have that ready for arrival in the next few minutes okay? .... okay, Thank You. B-Bye" she chimed happily as she hung up the call. After letting out a deepened sigh, Casey leant back in her chair and looked up at Ethan who smiled back at her. "Could I have the lists?" He asked sweetly. Casey sat up and pulled them out of her pocket and passed them to him. He looked at her dinner request and smiled. "I'll pick it up later on the way to get you from work sweetie" He grinned as he looked back up at her. "Thanks baby. I'll see you later okay?" she replied. Ethan nodded and gave her one last kiss before heading off the do the grocery shopping and go home.

That night Casey text Ethan.

Casey: Hey babe! Finishing up here in about 45 minutes!!

Ethan:

Casey: Babe???

Casey: Bubs?

Casey: HELLO! ETHAN RAMSEY! ARE YOU THERE?! T-MINUS 45!!"

Ethan: Can't a man poop in peace? xD

Casey: ... sorryyyy :/

Ethan xD. It's okay. I'll see you soon

Casey: Can you bring Bleu? or is he sleeping??

Ethan: Sleeping. Sorry honey :(

Casey: It's alright. I'll see you in a bit. Don't forget our dinner!!"

Ethan: I won't don't worry :D. Love you!! <3

Casey: Love you too bubba :* <3

After sending the text messages, Casey stuffed her phone back into her pocket and got back to work. It was nighttime so everything was slower paced. She got bored and decided to try and balance a pencil on the tip of her nose because she still hadn't been able to complete that. She was so occupied by it that she didn't hear someone approach the desk. "Ahem." the voice said as the person it belonged to clear their throat. Casey jumped, dropping the pencil then pouting at it "awww! I was so close!" she quietly exclaimed as she looked up to see who it was. "Oh, hey Esme!" she chirped, Esme smiled. "I'm here to take over. Your husband's downstairs, in the main lobby." she told her. Casey checked the clock on the wall. "Oh my gosh. Was I just trying to balance a pencil on the tip of my nose for 45 minutes?" she asked, flushing a deep red, fully embarrassed. "I guess so." Esme chuckled as she came round the desk to switch places with Casey. "Well.... see you Saturday I guess." Casey said to Esme, giving her a hug before grabbing her belongings, checking out and making her way downstairs. As she stepped out of the elevator, she let out a massive sigh and took her tag off over her head, tucking it inside her bag. "Busy shift?" Ethan asked, as he walked over to her and greeted her with a hug. She gripped onto him tightly. "ugghhhh, I missed youuuuu" she whined as she crushed Ethan with a hug. Ethan chuckled as he returned his wife's hug, "I missed you too munchkin" he mumbled, Casey pulled back and looked at him strangely, "Munchkin?" she asked with a confused frown, as she laced her fingers with his. "I was browsing words on that Urban Dictionary site you're always going on about. Munchkin can be used as a term of endearment for one's partner who is playful and mischievous" He explained as they walked to the car hand in hand. "Oh...? So you're saying I'm playful and mischievous now, are you?" Casey teased as they got into the car, Ethan just chuckled as he gave her a knowing look. As Ethan drove them home, Casey sat in the passenger seat chowing down on her fries and gulping down her drink, "Hungry? Ethan smiled. Casey nodded eagerly as she shoved more fries in her mouth, "bank oo bor biss" she grinned. Soon they pulled up on the drive and went inside, Bleu greeting them straight away by barking as soon as they opened the door, "Ugh. My feet are so sooorrrreeeee" Casey whined as she took off her shoes and jacket, she then squealed in delighted surprise as Ethan lifted her up and carried her to their room, content concentration on his face the entire time. I'll go grab us some soda, water and snacks then we can binge whatever it is you wish to watch tonight, okay?" Ethan smiled as he pressed a tender loving kiss to Casey's forehead before leaving the room and heading downstairs to the kitchen, and they spent the night cuddled up in bed doing exactly what Ethan said they would, and fell asleep happy and content, ready for the next day and what it would bring them. In the middle of the night Casey woke up feeling around for Ethan and groaned slightly when she couldn't feel him. She slowly opened her eyes and spotted him sitting at his desk across the room with a creased brow as he stared at his screen, "Ethan?" she whispered, and he snapped his head towards the bed, "What's wrong? Are you okay?" he asked as he swiveled round in his chair. She pouted and held her hand out towards him, he sighed and walked over to their bed, sitting next to her and taking her hand in his, "Is this case keeping you up again?" she asked as she placed her head on his leg. He instinctively started stroking her hair, "mmm" he mumbled staring blankly ahead.

Casey looked up at him an noticed the bags under his eyes and looked at the clock on their bedside table, seeing it read 3:47am, "Honey. Your shift starts in an hour and 13 minutes. Come to bed and try to get some sleep. Please" she begged quietly, looking up at him. Ethan exhaled heavily through his nostrils and got up. "Just let me save this document and I'll come to bed" he said as he sat back in his office chair and spun back so he was facing his screen, sliding his glasses back on his face. "They really enhance your beauty, you know?" Casey spoke out, Ethan just smiled at her comment, gently shaking his head as he saved the document and shut his computer down. About 45 minutes later, Casey was up with Ethan as he got ready for work, she was in the kitchen making his lunch. Ethan walked in a few minutes later, smelling like his heavenly self. He stood behind Casey and wrapped his arms round her stomach and rested his chin on her shoulder, pressing delicate kisses behind her ear and down her neck. "You don't have to be up doing this for me. I can make my own lunch you know." He said, his face and voice full of concern. Casey smiled at him with a look full of love that makes him realize there's no point in making it an issue because today is her day off before her last week working. She looked up at Ethan wistfully, "What?" he softly smiled back, "Nothing.... It's just... Are you sure that you're ready to be a father? Because when we done those scans when I was an intern. You said you didn't see it in your future. You weren't sure you could give them what they would need. And if you still aren't ready. We can put them for adoption. Or into foster care. Or to a same sex couple who wants children. I want you to be ready for this Ethan. I don't want you to feel like I'm forcing you into being a father by keeping this child." Casey rambled as she brought her hands to her stomach, cradling the child inside. Just as he opens his mouth to answer, Ethan's alarm goes off telling him it's time to leave for work.

Later in the day, around noon the doorbell rang. Casey answered it after looking through the peep hole, and greeted Tia and Bryce on the other side. "Hey! What're you guys doing here?!" she asked as she gave them both hugs and invited them inside. They walked in, Casey shut the door and they all made their way to the living room, taking various seats around the room in chairs and on couches. "Ethan caught us this morning and told us to bring you lunch." Tia said as they took their seats, "We brought both enough hot and cold food for all of us and we even brought some for Ethan to have later, he looked drained when we saw him." Bryce added. Casey smiled at her friends, "I'm not surprised. He was up half the night working on the case of Mr. Hopkins again." she informed them. They gave a knowing yet understanding look with a small nod. "Anyway. How's the hospital today?" Casey asked, as her and Tia dug into their food, Bryce walking off the get a fork. Tia swallowed her bite of food and smiled at Casey, "Busy as usual. Same old people shouting the same old things, cases that take only a few moments to solve. Although, there is this one case that's come in this morning and nobody can seem to work out what's going on with them. They have no genetic markers for anything, no test that has been run so far comes back with anything that could be used as a lead to do further tests. Bryce, as always says the simple solution is to cut them open. But I have to keep telling him, you can't randomly go cutting people open, with nothing supporting them needing and operation. You know?" She tells Casey as Bryce walks back into the room. "Your dog is seriously so adorable!" Bryce exclaims as he sits back down. Casey smiles and eats more of her food. The three talk and eat until it's time for Bryce and Tia to head back to work. Casey going back to binge watching Netflix series she needs to catch up on and drinking her herbal teas. Before she knows it, she hears Ethan's key go into the door and sits up as she hears him call out that he's home. "In here!" she calls back as she gets up so she can move to the couch and cuddle him.

He stops off at the kitchen first to get plates and cutlery for them to eat then walks into the living room placing the food, plates and cutlery onto the coffee table before sweeping Casey up into a massive bear hug, inhaling her perfume deeply. "I've missed you today." He mumbled into her neck, she smiled in response "I've missed you too." She mumbled back and they sat on the couch and talked about their days. "... and then the stupid woman tried to take off with a line in her arm and the machine still plugged into the wall. She didn't even grab the pole to wheel the machine with her as she walked. She just walked. Blood everywhere. It took about 10 minutes to get the bleeding under control. I have never witnessed something so daft in all my life." Ethan rambled, as Casey listened intently. Taking in every tone change in his voice as she ate quietly beside him. "So....... You're stressed?" Casey asked as he finished rambling. "hrm?" Ethan mumbled, Casey just chuckled and got up, heading to the bathroom.

Ethan followed and stood outside so they could continue talking. "When I say I missed you at work today. I meant it you know. I didn't have someone I could just walk up to and plop my head on their shoulder, and whine to. I don't know what you done to me rookie... but.. I feel love again now. I have friends. I can be friendly with others without feeling awkward. You're a blonde bombshell of sass. But you're my blonde bombshell of sass. My other half that I gave up searching for and accepted I was going to be a dog dad forever and die old, alone and miserable. Naveen was right. When you started at Edenbrook as an intern, I took my work way too seriously. And my ways were rubbing off on you. You were becoming a mini female version of me. But, somehow I knew you already were. You were serious about your work. You were serious about a lot. You got yourself in trouble for your patients because you care. You put everyone else's feelings before your own and you took time to get to know me, ask me how I was. I.... I'd not had anyone do that there for 10 years, because I was at the top of all the interns in my year as well. They quickly became envious, jealous, angry at me even. I couldn't understand why at the time, I was just an intern doing my best to make sure all my patients were happy, healthy and had the best care provided that they would need. I wasn't actively seeking out pissing them off. I was just being me. I thought it was my fault at first but then I realized, it's not my fault that my brain is on a different level to theirs. It wasn't my fault I worked and ticked differently. Performed my best when I worked on cases solo. When I wrote and published my book I didn't expect it to be such a huge hit. To influence the next generation of medicine and impact it in such a way. Then you walked into Edenbrook and shook everything up. Including me and my heart. You gave me the wake up call I needed, and I fell for you. I fell for you hard. In Miami all those years ago, I wanted you as much as you wanted me. Damn Casey, when I first stopped you in your tracks as you followed me to the new wing of the hospital. I wanted me taking you for coffee to be a date. But I was scared of the intricacy of it all. I was your boss. It would have been wrong. It was wrong. But somewhere along the line I stopped caring. I wanted... no, needed you. I needed to know what it was like to hold you. Kiss you. Dance and laugh with you. I needed to learn to love and open up my heart. I'd both needed and wanted to do that for years, but nobody caught my eye.. that was until I saw you. I'm here today pouring out my heart and emotions, but I want you to know I wouldn't be doing that if it wasn't for you. You went from rookie, to the owner of my heart. And now... well now you're going to be the mother of my child too. Well... children... I looked closer at your last scan, saw something that shocked me so grabbed a sonographer and they confirmed that.. we, we're having triplets Casey.... We haven't conceived just one child. We've conceived t-" He spoke, voice thick with emotion. The bathroom door opened, Casey looked up at him, a delicate smile on her face, with small tears running down her cheeks, "We're having triplets?" she asked softly, trying not to let her voice break as she reached out and rested her hand on Ethan's cheek, he leant into her touch and smiled as she gently stroked his stubble with her thumb. He nodded as his own tears fell from his eyes. "And I want to keep them. I'm ready to be a father to 3 of the most amazing kids I will ever have the pleasure of knowing. I-" He started to speak again but his voice broke. The purity and happiness if this moment shone and lit the whole house up. Some would say you could hear a chorus of angels if you listened close enough. The two stood in the hallway basking in their moment of happiness as Ethan's revelation set in. They cuddled and swayed together to the music in their heads. Neither feeling their current state of happiness ever before.

Soon, Casey spoke quietly not wanting to disturb the happy peace too much, "You mean it? You're ready for parenthood?" She asked as she looked up meeting Ethan's gaze. He nodded. "I'm ready." He answered quietly, pressing a kiss to her lips and then the two headed upstairs to shower and get ready for bed. The happiness still shining bright around them, they enjoyed the peace knowing soon, it would no longer exist for a while.

#choices stories you play #playchoices #pixelberry studios #oph f!mc #casey valentine #ethan ramsey #ethan ramsey fanfiction #open heart fanfiction #choices fanfiction #ethan x casey #dr ramsey x dr valentine

[tessarichardss]

new york’s very own tessa richards was spotted on broadway street , with a striking semblance to zoey deutch ! you may know them as @tessarichards or hitting the front page of tmz as ex-reality star rumored to have moved to new york for an internship with hassenfeld children’s hospital . according to tmz , you just had your twenty-fourth birthday bash . while living in nyc , you’ve been labeled as being guarded , but also tenderhearted . things that would paint a better picture of you would be endless nights you’ll never forget, sunflowers, running barefoot through an open field . ( cisfemale + she/her  ) +  (  saxon , twenty-six , she/her , cst )

Out Of Character

Hello bbies! 🥰 My name is Saxon and I’d like you to meet the absolute labor of my love Tessa and love her even though she doesn’t deserve it! We are always open for connections, ideas or plots so please, please, please do not hesitate to hit me up if you want to conjure something up with this lovable and ridiculous energetic puppy. I look forward to roleplaying with you and your children!

Basic Information

Full Name: Tessa Grace Richards.

Nickname(s): Tess.

Birthday: Febuary 10th, 1996. 

Orientation: Heterosexual.

Language(s) Spoken: English, Spanish.

Background

So Tessa was born to an unwed couple who were in their mid 30′s at the time, her mom thought the two of them were hopelessly in love until Tessa was four and dude just dipped? Her mom came home one day and all his stuff was gone, no note or anything, he drained their account and they haven’t ever heard from him since.

This obviously fucked Tessa up young because she has mad issues with love meaning anything and also abandonment, like she definitely doesn’t sleep well at night because she spent years waking up and running to the window every time she saw car lights, thinking it was him coming home.

Her mom is an absolute saint of a woman however (think Lorelai from Gilmore Girls meets Donna  Sheridan from Mamma Mia), just an absolute quirky angel of a woman who definitely took in and helped abandoned animals but was also the place all the kids in town knew they could go if they had shitty parents/living situations or just a bad day and they needed a safe place to go? So obviously she stepped up and took down all dudes pictures and just raised Tessa like the single boss she is.

Tessa grew up into like an angel of a kid but oh buddy was she a chaotic one. Total tomboy, full of insane energy and personality, always on the move and exploring and doing things she shouldn’t be. Definitely the type to show up back at home as the suns going down just covered in dirt and bumps and bruises. 100% knocked her own baby teeth out from falling and slamming her face and had two front silver teeth as a little kid.

She was never very girly and because she grew up in this southern town that was just full of very critical asshole kids from more well-off families than her own was, particularly the girls who were very prissy, she definitely ended up clicking more with boys and quickly became ‘one of the guys’. Like undoubtedly had an all male friend group and was definitely the girl that girlfriends would be paranoid about while all the dudes were like confused as to how their girls were jealous because Tessa was just like another guy/little sibling, there was no interest on either end.

She had two shitty relationships as a teenager, the first cheated on her because she wasn’t ready to have sex and then the second whom she actually gave it up to, turned out to just be with her on a bet to see how long it would take him to get in her pants? She ended up punching dude in the face when she found out and broke his nose and asshole’s family actually wanted to press charges until Mama Richards shut the shit down.

TW: SUICIDE ATTEMPT MENTION Has slight anger management issues? Like she’s chill but when she blows up man does she blow up. Pushed a girl down a flight of stairs at school after she made a remark about a friend who had tried to commit suicide, the family did press charges this time and Tessa had to go to anger management classes and serve community service hours. She also got kicked out of school and just decided not to go back, went online and just got her GED at seventeen instead.

She was (and still is) very close and attached to her mom, absolute most important person in her life, but she worried about her so much her mom realized she probably wasn’t ever planning on leaving? So her mom got the help of her friends and they actually filled out an application for her to go onto a reality tv show? Seems crazy but each season took place in a different part of the world and her mom knew she wanted to travel but would never make the decision herself so when she got cast her mom was just like “lol here you go bye now”.

She hated it at first because she had grown so used to Texas and the country and her friends and making sure her mom was okay that it gave her a lot of anxiety and stress but she actually fell in love with it? Made a lot of close friends, became a fan favorite of sorts and would you believe it, the dumbass fell in love.

This boy wormed his way into her heart and it was a kind of a slightly unstable relationship because she would try and push away from him and her feelings but he always drew her back? He even proposed after like months of them being together and she panicked and ran but still he drew her back and they agreed that they should chill with the idea of engagement/marriage? He ended up leaving the show after like their fourth messy break up? And she, would you believe it, followed. The two ended up sleeping together but she was overly aware of the fact that he wasn’t actually in love with her anymore so she saved herself any awkward conversation and further heartbreak by just dipping before he woke up. 

After this, Tessa returned to Texas and spent a solid week just out partying and drinking with friends and suddenly - BAM, she was having a one night stand with a complete stranger which was rather out of pocket for her and then even more suddenly - BAM, a pregnancy with no clue as to who the child’s father was. Thankfully it ended up being the one night stand’s and he turned out to be an incredible guy and father.

Obviously she never returned to the show and focused instead on becoming a mother and setting up a future for herself and her child.

She’s always been a big fan of kids (worked for a daycare after school, actually helped start up a charity that works with orphans/orphanages while on the show) and so she decided that she wanted to be a child life specialist and started attending school during her pregnancy and the two years that followed.

She ended up having a little girl named Addison, this child is her whole world and she’s 1000% the mom that posts about their kid too much on social media but she’s 100% turned Tessa’s life around and helped her mature in ways she wouldn’t have without her and she just loves her kid more than anything/anyone else. 

She assumed her life would remain in Texas until a trip to New York a few months back to visit Alex Morgan (who remarked on the fact that she should move in) ended with her packing up her daughter and her bags within less than a month and landing her in the state for the foreseeable future. 

She’s currently continuing her last year of school through online classes in order to get her bachelors while interning at the Hassenfeld Children’s Hospital. 

Personality

A dork? Literally the biggest dork, the dorkiest of dorks, just a whole friggen dork. This child rambles like you wouldn’t believe and her mouth 100% works faster than her brain so like you never know what to expect but she’s just a happy, friendly, sarcastic little bean with social anxiety and a heart of gold tbh.

Also an aggressive lil’ lady though, like 12/10 chance she’ll throw hands if you want to fuck with or say something about the people she loves.

A chaotic soul as well like down to party and have a good time and will definitely drink a dude under the table, definitely broke her ribs two summers in a row from a drinking game because this child doesn’t know when to slow down or chill out, she’s just trying to live.

Emotional as hell, like definitely cries during commercials and Disney movies, but like if you’re trying to tap into her serious emotions she’s gonna shut that shit down. She keeps people locked out tbh and just jokes about the serious shit in her life if she does talk about it.

Desired Connections

Friends? This is tricky because she was basically in Texas for most of her life and then traveling? But someone who lived in/visited Texas and they met? Someone she met while filming the show in some random country - they were living there or traveling and met while she was out and about one day? Maybe someone she met through her charity work? Someone who has a kid or a younger sibling/niece/nephew/godchild who she took care of at the hospital or even on a home visit and they met her/know her that way?

Exes? So her most recent ex is off limits because it’s based off a real connection but like either of her exes from high school? The first one would have had to have lived in Texas for some time but the latter could have been visiting friends/family for a summer? If anyone has a character that works for these I’m down for the drama, especially the second because Tessa is fully ready to break dude’s nose again.

Half siblings? So Tessa’s dad basically bailed when she was little - maybe he had another family? Could have had a kid before her who he also bailed on, could have started a family during the same time or after, he could have stayed there for them or bailed on them as well? They could know about Tessa, or neither could know about the other? Tessa pry wouldn’t know about them because she made it a point to never bother searching for this man let alone any family but literally I’m down for whatever other ideas you’ve got on this one!

Honestly Tessa needs some guy friends! Like I said she’s always been very much more one of the guys - would rather be drinking a beer watching a sports game and yelling than going on a shopping spree okay she has 0 interest, and since she moved from home she needs a new guy group to cause trouble with but also, who makes a better wing woman than a girl okay? Chaos friend but also mom friend rolled into one because she will get involved in shenanigans but will also call you out for acting dumb too.

Also here’s some open, wanted musing connection ideas; https://tessarichardsmusings.tumblr.com/tagged/tessa-%2B-open

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