#my little baby tiger cub son

[aimportantdragoncollector]

Cruella De Vil AU! Does Yoichi get mistaken for a sickly cub and gets adopted by a bunch of white tigers?

For new people the premise of this AU is that AFO is an ordinary if corrupt fashion CEO obsessed with making a coat from a white tiger. Your idea actually ties in very well with the events as I imagined them:

-AFO sends his minions to the jungle to hunt the tiger because he's way too important to do it himself. The minions are Machia and Garaki and they can't stand each other.

-Yoichi shows up just behind them to warn park ranger Second about the tiger poachers. Then Yoichi insists on coming along to stop them. Second tries to dissuade him, but Yoichi says he will go into the jungle himself if Second doesn't let him come along. Second considers how much trouble it would be if a Japanese tourist died in the jungle and reluctantly agrees.

-Yoichi thinks that he knows all about wilderness survival from his comics. In fact, Yoichi's comics taught him useless stuff like "moss grows on the north sides of trees" and nothing about proper footwear for jungles or that monkeys bite if you try to pet them. In most of my AUs, Second immediately simps over Yoichi. But this is the AU where Second spends the whole trip longing to ship Yoichi back to Japan in a cardboard box. Yoichi thinks that park rangers are amazingly cool and spends the whole trip trying and miserably failing to impress his new crush. (It's okay, Second will eventually start to find the stupidity endearing. Yoichi is lucky that he is pretty.)

-Second gets in a pitched battle with poachers Garaki and Machia. He's down with a bullet in the shoulder, then Yoichi uses a hairspray and matches to create a miniature flamethrower and send the poachers' jeep over a cliff. This is the moment when Second falls in love. Unfortunately Yoichi falls off the cliff too.

-When a very worried Second tracks Yoichi down, he's in a cave surrounded by two mated female tigers and their cubs. Yoichi believes that his awesome comic book wilderness abilities have successfully tamed the tigers. Actually the tigers have mistaken him for a sickly cub and are trying to nurse him back to health. (Yes, I know this is not how tigers work but this is crack.)

-The tigers are Second's adopted family. He was raised by tigers in the jungle since he was a baby Mowgli-style, and the tigers adopted Yoichi partly because he smells like their son/big brother. (This is the rare AU where Second is not afraid of cats, but cats are afraid of him because he smells like tiger.) Second spends a lot of time persuading his Moms to let Yoichi go by promising to look after the weak little cub and bring him for visits.

-Yoichi sends his big brother lots of pictures posing with tigers and brags about how having a living tiger is way cooler than a coat. This launches AFO's epic obsession with getting a pet white tiger. Which is at least better than him trying to kill tigers, so...happy ending?

#Cruella De Vil AU #bnha #Yoichi Shigaraki #Duo holders #Ichinii

[stiltonbasket]

Shen Yuan followed by Luo ducklings during walks, taking a nap in a Luo kittens pile, teaching sword forms with Luo tiger cubs, teaching Luo songbirds music.

I just want our dearest Shen Yuan to always be surronded by children that may as well be his, with how much love I know is between them.

*goes feral* I JUST LOVE STORIES OF ADULTS SEEING A CHILD AND GOING "MY CHILD, THIS IS MY CHILD NOW" AND LOVING THEM SO MUCH, AND THE CHILDREN FEELING LIKE THEY FOUND SOMETHING THEY DIDN'T KNOW THEY WERE MISSING, I am going insane, thank you, I can't wait for the next update, we need more of the babies!

The next chapter is mostly a flashback reel (cough Bingge searching Shen Yuan's dreamscape for evidence of an affair cough), so we won't see much more of the Bingbaos until chapter 4! But never fear, Empress-Mother Shen Qinglan and his clingy adopted babies will return soon enough. <3

Re: Shen Yuan and Bingge's children, all four of the kids were very much loved and doted on before SY showed up. Ning Yingying, Liu Mingyan, and the Little Palace Mistress are all devoted to their respective children, and Sha Hualing (while often physically absent, because of her duties as one of Bingge's generals) is fiercely protective of her son.

Bingge is also a fairly decent dad—he's genuinely fond of all his children and makes sure to spend time with them, cook for them, etc. on a semi-regular basis. The Bingbaos are just used to having multiple mother figures, so they saw Shen Yuan, went "Hm. That's mother-shaped," and never looked back. XD

#asks #svsss #a wife by any other name

[theweepingegg]

I have a question before I draw more fanart ^^ How is Baby MK with other babies? Is he shy or is he ‘you are my best friend’ as soon as seeing another baby? I have a single monkey mama with a little boy of her own and want to draw a playdate, if you’re ok with that of course ^^

Oh of course!

There was supposed to have a comic where Wukong sends MK to school. MK felt out of place cause he was so used to hanging out with the monkeys on the mountain as well as playdates with his cousin, Red Son(And the collaboration AU, Bean Cubs Bean MK) So he doesn't know how to really interact with human children despite looking like one.

Mei was the one who approaches him, asking him a question like "So if a tiger fights a dragon who do you think will win?" It took MK off guard but warmed up to her quickly.

I think in this context, MK will be quite shy. But if the person who approaches him means no harm he will warmed up to the person really quickly.

They later got in trouble for fighting the older kids.

#theweepingegg #ask #text post #ooc #mun #the king and his cub

[winterpower98]

I am here to talk about my OCs!

Because @elianaroselight and I have talked about them so much we developed 4 RPs about them (that have been going for over a year now) and got a whole system going

Buckle up, it's long

First, there's Ju Ling's family, who now has 3 mates and 7 children (without counting the ones she lost). Her mates are Ju Jing the oni, Ri Shi and the white tiger of the west, Baihu. Her siblings are Hua and Ping, who have, respectively, the vermilion bird of the south, Zhuque, and the azure dragon of the east, Qinglong, as their mates.

Then there's Yue Shi and his mate Fengbao. Feng became friends with their doctor Jiahao, who had two twin kits that became friends (and enemies if you ask Shu) with Feng's kits. Jiahao's husband is Pingyi, who teaches sign language, and is friends with Ju Jing because he and his sister (name missing) were all at the same orphanage. Pingyi is also Cixin's teacher, Zan's adopted son. He's not mute or def but has trouble speaking and often communicates by repeating sounds or words (in the voice of the person that spoke them). Cixin and Tai Shi (one of Ju Ling's cubs) have pet ducks together.

The biological mothers of Tai Shi and the rest of the tiger cubs are Lan (who has Tai Shi, 2 tiger cubs that she lost, and Ju, a lynx cub she adopted) and An (who has Jingyi, Ling Min, Heng and Yawen) Tai Shi's dad is Qiong Qi, no one likes him. Baihu is the father of the other cubs. Depending on the AU, An and Lan are platonic mates with Ju Ling and the others and live in a huge ass house.

But anyway, Baihu is a big sweetheart who does his best to be a good baba. He loves seafood and spicy food and Ju Jing and Ri Shi very much feed into that. Lan grew a passion for gardening and plants and it was a great bonding moment for her and Ju Ling.

But anyway, all of An's cubs are adorable Jingyi likes plants and helps her moma with her garden. She even found a salamander once and wanted to keep it as a pet. Heng loves the sky and the sea, which works well with his uncle Ping, who works at an aquarium, and his yeye who used to be an astrologist. Yawen likes the sky, but specifically the clouds. He loves Wukong's nimbus and asks him to conjure it any time he comes over. And Ling Min is a little fighter that loves dragons and adores her gugu Mei.

Then there is Bai He's family. Obviously, her parents are the general Ba and Beng. Her wife is Zhi Hao, a gibbon demon the size of a wardrobe which works as a blacksmith. So you know, guaranteed thirst trap. Their children are Hua Mei, the oldest girl, Hao the only boy, and their twins Guiyin and Li Lei who is named after the empress of the kingdom of women, who Bai He is friend with.

There's also Kai Hu's group of friends! They call themselves the lost ones because Kai's cousin calls him Peter Pan. They are Chao a cat fish demon (not a catfish. a cat and fish demon), Juan a one-eyed cat demon, Fen a bunny demon, Bo the only human and Huangshu, a gibbon demon that was adopted into Kai's family and became his cousin.

And then there's Shu's group (she is one of Yue Shi and Fengbao's triplets kits), aka Lupin gang wannabe. Shu is of course Lupin, then we have Leale, a dog demon who is 100% based on Jigen, I'm not even going to hide that, and just discovered that he has 2 siblings, and Rampion, who was made as a joke with Skelle but he fits in this group of misfits. And I can't forget the Fujiko of the group, Junjie, who is also one of Jiahao's kits. The other one of Jiahao's kits is Xinyi who married Bao, Shu's second brother.

Last group that I can remember is Ling Min's family. Her mate is Hebo, a leopard gecko demon, and their adopted kids: Xu Qiu a dear and lion demon, Bian a they/them human, Hongbo an otter demon and Wuyue a baby lizard demon that Xu Qiu found in the snow

#I'm not tagging all my OCs because I would go insane #ocs #oc talk #winter rambles #winterpower98

[descendent-of-the-sixth-heaven]

You are really the sweetest mate. 🥺 I will let you know when I am ready. Thank you, my love. For now, let's focus on our tiny babies. 😊

...............

Shingen: Don't forget about me, I also would love to play with my son and soon, my children.

*Shingen strokes the little baby bunny and the tiger cub gently. Koro pouts and nods, he will wait for his siblings to grow up. They snuggle Selena as they watch the babies*

*This is just a beginning of a happy story for both families. The bunny clan has being restored and they all live happily in the peaceful beastmen kingdom*

Kenshin: yes, let’s focus on them. We have many things that will come to us in the future.

*What was once a destroyed clan, became anew with alliances. A new era of peace has come to them*

[arwenkenobi48]

“Ezra? Are you ok?” Feral quietly entered the room were the young man lay, curled up on his bed, exhausted from his own tears. Even Maul hadn’t been able to get through to him. Savage certainly hadn’t. “I don’t know,” Ezra murmured softly.

Feral sat on the edge of the bed, hen gently wrapped his arms around Ezra in a warm hug, purring softly like a cat comforting its kitten. He didn’t even have to say anything. Ezra felt tears running down his cheeks, but these were tears of relief instead of pain.

“Oh, Feral,” he murmured, smiling for the first time in a while. “How do you always manage to melt my heart like that?” Feral gave a smile and an innocent shrug. “I just do, I guess,” he said. Ezra flung his arms around the young Zabrak in a tight hug.

“Thank you,” he whispered gratefully. “For wha-?” Feral began. “For just...being here,” Ezra replied. He gave Feral a kiss on the cheek, making him blush. “Heheh, I do my best,” he giggled, his cheeks turning pink.

#imagines #feral opress #ezra bridger #me irl #just thinking of feral makes me feel like myself again #i swear that little zabrak is an angel in disguise #(actually not even in disguise he’s just an angel) #*heart feels warm* #*nuzzles Feral* #my little baby tiger cub son #*gives him a pacifier and wraps him in a blanket* #*rocks him gently* #innocent mango #the new starkiller #dont ask me why i started shipping ezra with feral i just did

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Can I request a fnaf security breach x reader/headcannons please? Where the glamrocks (including bonnie and foxy, if you don't mind) recieve a tiny animatronic that resemble the baby of their species (bear cub,wolf pup,chick, ect...) and its intended to keep them company and help them backstage. And the baby animatronic believes they are their actual parent

It's okay If you can't/don't want to do all of them Freddy, monty and bonnie would be fine (if you actually want to do this request)

Oh! I saw you request this to another blog and I found it adorable so I'm happy to do this one! This'll help me flesh out ideas for my Glam Bonnie and Foxy.

We'll just say Reader is the creator of these little babies

.........

Glamrock Freddy

Freddy Jr. is the designated name for his orange-brown bear cub animatronic. No ifs, ands, or buts.

You explain that he's just a little companion to help him calm down backstage before a show or keep him company when the Pizzaplex is closed.

Freddy instantly engages “Papa Bear” protocol 24/7, letting Freddy Jr hang out in his stomach hatch and the green room.

In no time Freddy Jr is attached to him, calling him "papa”.

He absolutely treasures this cub and would defend him with his life if need be.

Roxanne

A companion is something she needed more than anyone, so she was the first to receive her own.

A little wolf pup with tiger stripes like hers and glowing gold eyes. She has a tiny green streak on top of her head. She’s given the name “Lil Rox”.

Being called “mom” really melted Roxanne’s heart and she nearly sobbed when she first called her that.

This pup has really helped her with her mental health and self-esteem. Like a lot. 

Even when Lil Rox’s just rolling around in the dirt in Roxy Raceway with not a single thought behind her eyes, Roxanne can’t help but feel proud.

With her eye upgrade she can see where she is at all times, so they’re never far from each other.

Glamrock Chica

A cupcake would’ve been too predictable and unoriginal. So you got a bit more creative. 

Considering white chickens are adults, you created a mini animatronic Chica chick that was a pastel yellow, similar to her predecessors.

Glam Chica immediately adored her, scooping her up and being oh-so-gentle as she carried her around.

She ended up nicknaming her “Cupcake” but you didn’t mind. She was so happy.

Cupcake helps her ease her nerves whenever a show starts, or if she’s had a bad day after getting yelled at for digging through the trash.

After the Monty Mystery Mix incident, she vows to keep her chick away from that stuff at all costs.

But she’ll occasionally bring back some pepperoni or other toppings.

The mother hen in her is truly thriving.

Montgomery

At first he’s like “what’s this? I ain’t his mama” as he dangles Lil Monty Jr by his tail and looks at him over his glasses.

You scold him for holding the tiny little gator in such a way, and in the back of your mind you worry he’s not fit to be a dad.

Yet five minutes later you come back to Monty Golf and see the two together, with LM Jr watching Monty practice his golfing skills, sitting on the shoulder plate.

You’d ask what he thinks but suddenly he snarls and gets overly protective.

You take it as “yes I love and cherish him”.

Surprisingly he hasn’t had as many fits of anger lately, as LM Jr is always there to calm him down and be a good influence.

Like Roxy, a companion to call his own is exactly what he needed.

Glamrock Bonnie

Papa Rabbit is here!

He adores the soft baby bunny you designed for him, giving the little bugger a hug and showing him around Bonnie Bowl.

And yes, “Bugger” is the nickname he gives to him.

Unfortunately the bowling balls are a bit too heavy for him to carry, so Bonnie lets him watch a few games and write down whenever he gets a strike, miss, or spare.

Not that he needs to write anything as the overhead TVs keep score.

But it’s a great father-son bonding moment.

Glamrock Foxy

Rather than a parrot (again, too predictable and unoriginal), you present a little fox with a bandana on his head and an eyepatch on the opposite eye.

Foxy immediately adopts him as his First Mate, overjoyed and ready to teach him all there is about the seven seas.

The little kit loves interacting with the kids at the Kid’s Cove, playing in the sand and jumping on different structures.

Foxy’s pleased to have a son who shares his love for adventures!

Oh, and First Mate definitely chases his tail sometimes.

Such a sweet moment for the fox who’s usually so rough around the edges.

#clanask #anonymous #fnaf x reader #five nights at freddy's x reader #fnaf sb x reader #fnaf security breach x reader #glamrock freddy #glamrock chica #glamrock bonnie #glamrock foxy #montgomery gator #roxanne wolf #headcanons #platonic #fluff

[horanghoe]

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You're not sure what you're more effected by, or even what type of annoyance you've tuned into when the sight behind the door stays true.

Upon walking into the nursery - aka the spare room you had turned into a baby room, in which you had sent your very own baby daddy of four years into to try and see why your child hadn't made any noise in an hour - you were immediately met with.... a sight.

There was Hoshi. Your love.

With your child. The other love.

Only, he wasn't tending to the child who should have been asleep, like you both agreed he should go do, fifteen minutes ago.

He wasn't reading him a story - which would explain the random giggling and shuffling that had started happening.

He wasn't tucking him in, watching him sleep with adoration, Soonyoung wasn't even tidying the jungle themed toys spattered over the floor of his room.

Oh no.

Upon opening the door, Soonyoung rose from his kneeled place on the floor and attempted to hide the child from your pointed and very annoyed gaze.

Because, you know, the child was the one being naughty here.

It didn't take you very long to realise that Soonyoung had dressed your tiny toddler, Haneul, into a tiger onesie (you're not sure when or where your husband even got this from) - tail and all - and was teaching him how to make tiger sounds.

So the noise wasn't Han having a nightmare.

It was your husband, teaching your son how to growl.

".... Soonyoung..." You sighed immediately. A small headache blooming against your left brow.

"Boys... Han... Soon..."

But look at them, your brain screamed.

They looked so precious.

No matter how annoyed you were that Haneul should be taking his mid day nap, and he would be extra cry-ey later, the sight was absolutely heart warming.

"Babe - baby - Y/N - I'm - err sorry, he's not asleep." Soonyoung stumbled.

He blinked at you, not sure whether to smile or apologise.

Truth was, the tired lilt at the edges of your lips made him bubble up with love and warmth. The small brightness that washed over you whenever you saw the boys, didn't go unnoticed.

Han noted the silence of you struggling to pick a side of the motherly fence, paired with Soonyoung’s inability to stay either embarrassed or proud, and giggled, stepping out from behind his dad's legs with a huge grin and a triangle eared hood tugged over his head.

"Mummy look!" He squeaked. Tired, but positively beaming with joy.

He grabbed his tail (only then did you see the way his tiny hands were still vice-gripped onto two of his dads fingers), swinging them about as he made a cute little rawr sound.

"Im a cub! Daddy said im a cub! Are you a tiger too mummy? Or just daddy?"

You took him in for a moment.

"I'll be whatever you want me to be baby." You whispered with a tired smile.

Soonyoung beamed.

"You're just as excitable as your dad, and just as loud too!"

Your husband grinned sheepishly, rounding in on the proud emotion.

Patting his sons hood until little sparks of dark brown (almost black) hair peaked out from his hood and brushed his ears.

He continued to watch with soft crescented eyes as you knelt down, arms outstretched to take in your gorgeous little shared bundle of life.

"Come here you little weirdo..."

Han released his dad's fingers to run forward, crawling straight into his mother's arms and onto your lap with a small yawn. In a way that only mothers can, you picked the little guy up with a kiss to the head, immediately calming him down.

"This outfit doesn't even fit you Hannie! Your fur is all loose! My little loose cub!"

Han giggled, pinging the loose fabric against his body. Soonyoung had tried his best when guessing his sons size - the label on the neck of the onesie told you later that he had missed by a whole age range - but hey, it's the intent that counts.

You held your son for a minute. Appreciating the ease in his muscles and the smile pressing against your shoulder. Giggling with him in disbelief before shaking your head as he fell completely.

A snore. Your son had released a small, tiny snore, straight into your skin.

Soonyoung was dazed. Watching the two of you with a blush to his ears and a warmth in his soul. He etched the image behind his eyes; his earthly love rocking your child's aura from his dad's mania into a serene state.

"Look..." You whispered, shuffling to show your husband Haneul's face, snapping him out of his daze. His face was tucked firmly into your shoulder, tiny curled hands protecting his face.

Soonyoung frowned, until he realised - he had fallen asleep.

"Knocked out..." You mumbled.

Soonyoung shook his head with a soft laugh, brushing the hair out of his little boy's face before pressing a soft kiss to your temple.

You smiled coyly, his love catching you off guard.

"You're really something Soonyoung..." You whispered playfully, loving the pride blushing up his cheeks and ears.

"Sorry mumma, I didn't mean to keep him up, but he looked too cute..."

You smiled with a shrug, not hating the way he held your hips. Bringing the three of you into a little sandwich.

"And he wanted a story..." He mumbled. Attempting to coax you out of annoyance.

You closed your eyes briefly, succumbing to the moment. His forehead rested against yours. The three of you bubbled in love.

"But then he just couldn't close his little eyes..." It was working.

"He looks like you when he gets happy... and he got those beautiful cheeks from you..."

Soonyoung’s hand wandered up to brush stray hairs from your eyes, before kissing your forehead and carefully caressing your cheek.

"You can deal with him if he cries later." You pointed out, Soonyoung’s smile pressing against your forehead.

"Yeah?" He laughed softly. Obviously he would never say no. You worked hard and his job schedule was lenient as the global bad boy disease forced him to work from home, especially with a young child. Today was a day off, anyways.

"I'm guessing you want me on bath duties tonight then as well?"

You hummed, the thought almost orgasmic. "Mmm, please. Stories too."

Before Soonyoung could flirt back at your statement, Han shuffled, a soft whine accompanied by eyes squinting up angrily before his forehead dropped back onto your shoulder. You and Soonyoung shared a look.

It was time for bed.

"Alright little guy, we get the memo."

You grumbled, dropping him into the high-sided bed. Soonyoung moved to re-shut the blinds, brandishing a blanket.

Once your little angel boy was tucked in, you both left the room.

The two of you made your way to the lounge, today's day off meaning that 'family time' was actually translated into 'parent chill day'.

As much as you would have loved to doze off, your husband beat you to it.

Cute, cuddly, clingy bastard.

Soonyoung’s head was planted on your pelvis, body tucked between your legs on the sofa as you carded your fingers through his hair.

His lips pouted and parted slightly, puffy cheeks hiding his facial structure at this angle. But he was still as handsome as ever.

His arms had curled around your thigh, entirely warm. Twitching a little in his sleep, but remaining loose.

"Soonyoungie...." You whispered, tracing the outline of his showing ear with your finger. "Are you awake?"

But you knew him. You knew your boys.

Han was just like his dad. The two of them both had trouble getting into the zone of sleep, but when they did sleep, they fell deep and heavy into that restful place.

They were cuddly, always looking towards you for comfort. And you found yourself always falling asleep with a limb sacrificed into one of their personal bubbles.

More often than not, you didn't mind. It was endearing to see each boy pick a side. Soonyoung on your arm as Haneul gripped your thigh. It made you feel loved and wanted.

You couldn't kiss Soonyoung from this angle, so settled with carding through his clean soft hair calmly and soothingly. Feeling the small puffs of breath against your hip as you carded your nails gently against his scalp, you knew he had finally relaxed. And your hands wandered as your mind did, massaging down his neck into his shoulders.

Until a soft moan and a grumble into your pyjama shorts told you he had woken up.

"Why did you stop?" He mumbled with a groan, adjusting his position and wetting his lips. Though his eyes remained closed.

"I thought it was too much." You offered patiently.

"If we weren't already married, I think I'd propose again just for another head massage." Soonyoung mumbled straight into your hip, moving so that he hugged your thigh further under his belly. It helped him feel safe.

You laughed loudly, continuing the easing of his tight neck until he sighed. Running your nails through the nape of his neck and behind his ears until a soft snore escaped his body.

You smiled, watching him with tired eyes. So full of love.

"I'd do anything for you two - my little strange boys."

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well would you look at that: updated 03/OCTOBER/2021

#livs soft hours ♡ #shut up in advance #on my shit #dad soonyoung agenda aight #moots <3 #svt #svt kpop #svt fluff #svt au #seventeen fanfic #seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen #seventeen drabbles #svt hoshi #svt soonyoung #seventeen au #dad!hoshi #dad!seventeen #idk #seventeen hoshi #seventeen soonyoung #cute bastard #kwon soonyoung #soonyoung scenarios #soonyoung oneshot #soonyoung

[liquid-luck-00]

Where There Is Change

Last Name Wayne

@maribat-bdbwm

First *** Previous *** Next

Okay so I know I diverged from cannon, but I think you’ll all like this.

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The moment that Damian agreed, they left.

She immediately placed their phones and electronics into storage, so this game would be a little more fun.

Mari "chose" the first place that they teleported to was Paris. The irony was not lost on her.

The place that kicked her out was the first place that would open up to her. But then again most of the city adored Marinette they loved Lady Scarlet even more, but that wasn't general knowledge.

She and Damian know it is a matter of time before B figures they left the country, but hey. They mostly stuck to going between super cities in the U.S. before. But right now, it mostly was her showing him around the city the museums and then getting really inspired by the scenery.

If she was prepared with several different sketch books and pencils for both of them it was an added bonus.

She knows she subconsciously picked Paris and after a few hours it might be smart to jump again. So, she let Damian decide on a place where he wanted to go. He did warn her that if they were spotted, they need to leave immediately, but she didn’t really see a problem with it.

Because granted they’re both Wayne's, and Wayne's if you know them well enough, they will be able to hand your ass back to you on a silver platter smiling as if it was the greatest thing in the world.

So, they jumped again.

This time it was her turn to be awed by what they saw.

They were in a small alcove completely hidden; in the cave they were in the face of it was covered by bushes. But looking out she saw the mountains in the far distance it appeared to be a lake no it was larger maybe it was the ocean. Right below her was a lush courtyard filled with plant she's only seen and one other place, but the heat here was tremendous, and the sea that she could see was in the wrong direction. Apart from being far, far, far too close to where she originally thought they were.

She was going to lean forward a bit and completely break through the bushes that were covering them when a hand pulled her back. She looks back and sees her little brother holding onto her.

"We have to stay hidden Nettie, are above the League of Assassins." He whispered so quiet she could barely hear him about ten inches away, so she’s not taking this lightly.

She nodded, and they stayed there, silent. The only sound was of graphite on paper.

Then everything changed.

On instinct Marinette shot out her arm, a wooden imperial yo-yo appeared in her hand, with a quick flick of her wrist she stopped the projectile, lodging it within the wood. A quick glance at her brother and she opened up portal behind him and pushed him through without a word, closing it behind him.

She knows that it’s more dangerous if they find him here than her, so she stayed behind.

She removed the projectile and examined it, a blow dart likely with poison, seeing as a liquid was seeping into the wood of the yo-yo. She created a replica of the dart and stored the poisonous one and her yo-yo back in storage.

She took a quick breath and punctured her arm where the dart should have originally landed. And fell to the ground, slumped down.

She kept her face relaxed her body limp and she felt three, four, five separate sickly deathly auras around her. She kept her breathing at minimum, light, almost as if she was asleep. They picked her up and moved her. She realized immediately that she was being taken down the mountain, taken deeper into the League of Assassins.

Five assassins she can take them. But the one thing repeatedly crossing her mind was one phrase.

'How dare these assholes mess with her family! Her little brother! They are going to pay!'

Because she is a Wayne, and Wayne’s protect their own.

She was eventually dropped in a large room, from what she can tell, if the echoes were any indication to what she was thinking the size of the room could be. There were three more auras in this room, aside from the ones she passed to get here. What surprised her was she recognized all three.

Still acting unconscious, she heard a woman’s voice, Talia Al Ghul, speak. "What business do you have to bring this child here?" It was phrased as a question but seemed more like a snarl or demand than anything else.

"She was captured on the grounds. She’s an unknown." Was what was reported by one of the people in who had dragged her down here.

Then she heard a chuckle.

"She’s awake." That voice, she recognizes that voice. Her entire previous plan was now completely out the window. So, she lazily pushes herself up, pulling out the dart once she was on her feet.

"Damn, I thought that would last a little longer." She finally looked up and saw Damian's clone, Heretic, Talia, and Al Ghul. But something was wrong, it was bothering her. Al Ghul, he, he… he wasn’t Demon, he wasn’t her Demon anymore. All she recognized now is his voice, at least that’s what she told herself, nothing else was the same as a person she once knew. The question now is why. "I really shouldn’t have introduced you to the Order, if the result would have been this?" A smirk on her lips and now standing cocky in the middle of a room full of assassins, she is stalling. He is acting like he knows her, but his aura is indecipherable, familiar, but not.

"You should not have, but then I wouldn’t be here today, to thank you, would I? After all you allowed our family to find these pits." ‘Our Family’ she dove into her memories, but now that she needed them, they were far away and fuzzy, God damn it.

"Hmmm, I suppose not. Right now, I really wish I had turned you into a cat permanently. I found the correct spell, so I actually can now." This elicited yet another chuckle from Al Ghul which had everyone else in the room on edge.

"Really now I love to see it, after all I wasn’t able to experience it before you vanished." She quirked an eyebrow at this response, but she didn’t care about his mind games, she was stalling, trying to find out what caused this change. All her mind supplied were the plants outside. Demon wasn’t good with plants, but he was with animals, so how.

"Really you don’t wanna know why am actually here?" She asked, looking so innocent, one might believe that she was there merely an accident or coincidence.

She then turned towards Heretic, death in her blue eyes was all anyone could see, but she didn’t kill him. No, she couldn't bring herself to kill him. He may have killed her baby brother, but he is

Damian’s clone, but that clone was nothing but a poor imitation of her brother. With a snap of her fingers, he transformed into a statue of a panther, mouth opening for a roar. In all accounts looking intimidating, but there’s no way to be scared of a statue.

"That was for killing my little brother." She crossed her arms now glaring daggers towards Talia.

"I wasn’t aware you had a little brother, Lady Cheng." Demon never called her Lady Cheng, no to him she was Malak (Angel), but…

That was when the pieces fell into place. That’s why the older Damian looks like a cross between Demon and Bruce. That’s why Damian turned into a panther cub. Damian is Amir’s reincarnation, the true soul of the black cat. That means, in front of her stood Ra’s, Amir’s older twin brother. That’s why he could read the journal, he is a miraculous soul. And only miraculous souls know the language of miracles, without decades of studying the script. It’s ingrained in them but only accessible after coming in contact with old magic, miraculous magic.

"One, the name is Wayne. Two that’s because at the time that I met the both of you 600 years ago, I didn’t even know I had siblings. So, get this through your head, I don’t care that he is your son or your grandson. He is my little brother. Nothing will stop me from making sure my family is safe." Her voice stayed level, emotion flitted in and out of it, in such a way that it almost seemed inhuman. For more reasons than one, she just sensed one of the Lazarus Pits.

"Scarlet." She heard gasped by the woman next to Ra’s.

"Correct." She glared at them walking closer as she said so. "My name is Marinette Wayne, and you best remember to never mess with creation. I would have thought you would remember that little Lǎohǔ (Tiger)."

By her walk over a sword had appeared in each hand, which she was now holding up to Lǎohǔ‘s neck, while the second was held right at the base of Talia's spine, almost daring her to move. The threat hung in the air, and both knew she was capable of following through.

"Well, I do believe it’s best to catch up over some tea." Lǎohǔ offered, many would have taken his offer. Because if the Demon’s head offers it, it would be your funeral if you refused, but she wasn’t just anyone. "After all we haven’t seen each other, in nearly 600 years, now have we, much must’ve happened to you."

"Hmmm... not really you’d be surprised. By what has become of my life been since meeting you." She decided to put away her blades, for the time being. Seeing as she couldn’t leave without destroying the Pits. The only surviving consequence of the Miraculous wish, cast ages ago. Now time to come up with a plan.

---

"Are you sure about this Pigtails?" Plagg spoke up.

"Ancient magic like this calls for a price." She sighed.

"We know, Marinette, but your little brother." Tikki voiced.

"I'll do everything I can to keep all of them safe." She spoke resolutely.

"But can you live with this?" Tikki asked.

"I have to be able to. Besides I'm pretty sure he is your true kitten, Plagg." She reassured.

Tikki and Plagg united their powers, and were able to destroy the pit, and every other one on Earth. Then disappeared. She opened a gate knowing what is coming.

---

Somewhere in the league of Assassins was the Demon's head and his daughter, looking royally pissed as they watch a timer tick down. Seeing as Marinette decided to freeze them with venom, so she could destroy the Lazarus Pits.

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Nie Huaisang is the cutest thing monsters have ever seen, they can be yao dragons or giant turtles one look at nhs and they want to feed hug or kidnapt him nmj trainning involved recovering his baby brother from every monsters nest around qinge

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“I’m sorry,” Nie Mingjue said, his teeth gritted together and his arms shaking from the strain of holding Baxia up. “He’s mine.”

The massive tiger glared down at him over Baxia’s blade, currently stuck in its teeth, and growled something.

“I know,” Nie Mingjue said. His legs were shaking now, too. “I know, trust me, I know! I’m human, he’s – young, yes, yes, I know. But he’s my little brother! I’m not giving him up!”

The tiger spat out the blade, knocking Nie Mingjue backwards on his ass.

“And when you change your mind?” the tiger demanded. “Will you abandon him then?”

“No!” Nie Mingjue exclaimed. “Never! He’s my brother!”

“Mark your words,” the tiger said ominously. “Or else.”

It turned and stalked off, its tail waving arrogantly in the air, until its towering white form disappeared into the distance.

Nie Mingjue sighed in relief. “Huaisang?” he called, and a small head popped out of the nest the tiger had started building, blinking owlishly at him. “Come on, come to da-ge. It’s time to go home.”

“But Master Tiger said we were going to play…”

“Yes, well, he wanted to play for too long,” Nie Mingjue said. “Only a few centuries, give or take. Let’s go.”

-

It started back when Nie Huaisang was born.

No, more accurately, it started when Nie Mingjue’s father fell in love with someone he probably oughtn’t have, which according to the sect was not a terribly uncommon problem for him to have, and decided to bring home a bride.

Nie Mingjue could still remember the first time he’d seen the Second Madame Nie. They’d all been lined up to greet her, all the sect and close members of the clan in rows according to rank, Nie Mingjue fidgeting in the inside of the house proper in his first tangle with formal clothing outside of the discussion conferences. She had come sweeping in with her head held as high as a princess, seductive and bewitching.

Every movement had been perfect, the eyes of all the men fogging over in lust and the women in admiration – or visa versa, depending on their personal preferences – and a wicked smile had lit up her face when she had stepped across the threshold, officially becoming the sect leader’s wife, and maybe everything would have gone along with whatever plan she’d had back then if she hadn’t next seen him.

“Oh, look at you,” she exclaimed, rushing over to pinch Nie Mingjue’s cheeks between her hands. “What a delectable little morsel you are!”

“Uh,” Nie Mingjue said, staring up at her with big round somewhat-worried eyes.

“You charming little dumpling,” she said. “You adorable mouthful of meat! Spoonful of egg yolk!”

Nie Mingjue cast his eyes around to see if anyone would be willing to help him.

“My eldest son,” Nie Mingjue’s father said, not without pride – albeit perhaps a puzzled sort of pride. “He’s probably just about old enough to come to the forecourt, if you don’t want him to live with you –”

“Oh no,” she said. “He’s definitely living with me.”

And so she stayed, and Nie Mingjue stayed with her, and she doted on him in a way he found pleasant if mildly disconcerting. Within a year, she was pregnant, and irritated with it; six months after that, she was round and complaining, even though Nie Mingjue solemnly assured her that she was as beautiful as ever.

“This is your fault, you know,” she told him, and he blinked at her. “It is! Don’t get me wrong, your father’s a charming bull when he wants to be, and of course he fucks like a champion stud, but I stayed here for you, my little cabbage roll, my charming chunk of liver.”

She patted her belly.

“That means this here is all because of you. So you’d better take responsibility!”

Nie Mingjue considered the issue for a little. The argument seemed plausible, so he raised his hands and put them on her rounded stomach. “I will take care and watch over him for all my life,” he vowed, and the baby inside kicked his hand in response, sealing the pact.

“Oh you are so cute,” she said, pressing her hands to her cheeks. “My darling pork bun! My little fish cake! I could eat you right up, if only you were just a little bit older!”

When Nie Huaisang was born, she disappeared in a welter of blood, but Nie Mingjue’s oath remained.

The trouble started after that.

-

“You can’t raise a cub like that properly,” the winged lion argued, bating its wings as if that would help it make its point better.

Nie Mingjue glared at him. “Watch me!”

“It’s for your own good, little human. He needs his own kind –”

“I’m not listening to a treasure-seeker!”

The lion scowled at him. “I’ll have you know that most humans think I’m good luck!”

“You’re not trying to steal most humans’ little brothers, are you?!”

The winged lion sighed, a deep sound, so very noble and long-suffering that Nie Mingjue couldn’t resist the urge to lift his foot and kick the lion right in the paw.

“Brat!”

“Don’t care!” he shouted. “You leave my brother alone! He’s my responsibility, not yours! Piss off!”

“You can’t even feed him properly -”

“I’ll figure it out!” Nie Mingjue bared his teeth and wished he was old enough for a saber.

“You little…fine. Fine! I’ll bring you a book on how to feed a huli jing kit, and you keep to it, you hear me?”

“I will,” Nie Mingjue said. “But don’t you even think of taking him away!”

“On your own head be it,” the winged lion grumbled. “Not everyone’s as understanding as me.”

-

“Why are you wet?” Nie Mingjue’s father asked him.

“Water monkeys,” Nie Mingjue said shortly. “There was a nest.”

“Water monkeys? Don’t they normally stay away from people…? Or, I suppose, were these ones feral?”

“Thieves.”

“Ah. Well, nothing to be done about it, I suppose…bad luck for you to run into them here, of all places. But good experience! How many people your age can say that they fought water monkeys?”

“Can we go home?” Nie Mingjue asked, a little plaintively, and rubbed his nose. “How much can you really have to say to the Jiang sect, anyway?”

His father chuckled. “More than either of us would like, unfortunately. But if you’ve had enough of water, which no one can blame you for, maybe you and Huaisang can go shopping in the pier instead?”

That would work, Nie Mingjue thought, and nodded happily.

(Sect Leader Jiang was extremely embarrassed about the ghostly rats in the night-market – he claimed they’d never seen neither nose nor tail of them before the Nie brothers had accidentally tripped over their trap and had to flee from the swarm...)

-

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Nie-er-gongzi,” the white-clad cultivator from the mountain said, smiling broadly and saluting deeply.

Xiao Xingchen had made himself famous during his first half-dozen night-hunts alone for his extraordinary grace, bearing and strength, and he said he was on a mission to help the world. He was beautiful, virtuous, and matched each ideal of gentlemanly arts.

Sects throughout the cultivation world were drooling at the thought of enticing him to join them, fighting for the opportunity to put in a good word with him.

Not all sects.

Nie Mingjue stepped forward, purposely putting Nie Huaisang behind him.

“Don’t you even think about it,” he said, hand on the hilt of his saber. “Buzz off, birdbrain.”

Xiao Xingchen might wear white, but Nie Mingjue knew a zhuque chick when he saw one.

-

“I found something for my aviary, da-ge!” Nie Huaisang, seven years old and delighted with his clumsy autonomy, announced.

Nie Mingjue, less than a full year into his new role as sect leader, rubbed his eyes. “Oh?” he asked, only somewhat wanting to scream endlessly into the void, which was better than usual. “That’s nice, Huaisang…”

“Come look! It’s so pretty!”

“I’m a bit busy –”

“But da-ge!”

Nie Mingjue sighed and got up, following Nie Huaisang to the door only to come to a complete stop.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” he said to the fenghuang currently pretending to be a rooster in a cage, as if anyone would actually mistake phoenix flames for regular feathers. “Do you have no dignity left?!”

-

“You can’t adopt the bashe,” Nie Mingjue said to Nie Huaisang, who pouted. “It eats elephants; we’d be broke within three months.”

He turned to the giant python.

“You can’t adopt Huaisang,” he said. “I will literally murder you.”

-

“Why can’t I go watch the eclipse?” Nie Huaisang complained. “Everyone else is going!”

“I’m not risking a tiangou.”

“The…dog that eats the sun? Really, da-ge, is that even real?”

“You know what,” Nie Mingjue said, “you’re grounded just for saying that.”

Nie Huaisang grinned.

-

“Maybe I want to go and live among the qilin!” Nie Huaisang screamed, fourteen and hormonal about it.

“Well you don’t get a choice!” Nie Mingjue bellowed back.

“You’re not my father! I don’t have to listen to what you say!”

“I’m your fucking sect leader and yes you do!”

“I hate you!”

“I don’t care if you hate me! You still aren’t going to go live in a field with some magic pointy deer and that’s final!”

The qilin herd wisely chose to withdraw.

-

“Da-ge,” Jin Guangyao hissed, and Nie Mingjue looked up from his work at him – he hadn’t heard Meng Yao this upset since he’d shoved him into a closet to get him out of way during the whole dangkang boar hunt debacle. “Da-ge, there’s a dragon outside.”

“Again?” Nie Mingjue said, standing up to stretch and feeling oddly unbalanced. They’d just finished another session with the song of Clarity, so he really shouldn’t be feeling like this; he would need to write to Lan Xichen again about his fears that the treatment really wasn’t working. Lan Xichen would probably only say to give it more time, another chance, but still… “Let me go talk to them. Dragons are the worst.”

“No, da-ge, you don’t understand,” Jin Guangyao said. “It’s not a water-serpent or – or even a jiaolong – it’s a dragon.”

“A flood-dragon is a type of dragon,” Nie Mingjue said, following Jin Guangyao outside. “You know that, it’s in the name, what’s the big – oh, I see. It’s a celestial dragon.”

Jin Guangyao glared at him with an expression suggesting that he was under-reacting, but Nie Mingjue really didn’t have the capacity in him to reach with appropriate fervor at the moment. He and Nie Huaisang had been fighting a lot recently, every little thing escalating into a giant argument, and he was no longer sure if he was doing the right thing in trying to force Nie Huaisang onto the path of his ancestors. After all, unlike Nie Mingjue, Nie Huaisang had – somewhat different ancestors, on his maternal side.

And, he supposed, Nie Huaisang was old enough to decide otherwise, if he truly wished…

Still, Nie Mingjue was as stubborn as a mule and had no intention of giving up his baby brother without a fight, so he braced himself and went over to the frankly massive creature draped over the entrance gateway and much of the training yard that the entirety of the Nie sect was doing its utmost best to pretend that they weren’t seeing.

Nie Huaisang was sitting on the thing’s five claws – an imperial celestial dragon, apparently – because of course he was.

“Excuse me,” Nie Mingjue called up to the dragon, which turned its head to regard him, an entire production that took nearly a quarter ké to accomplish. “The brat there is mine, please return him.”

“Da-ge!” Jin Guangyao hissed again, but Nie Mingjue waved him away.

“You have raised him well,” the dragon said, which was…a good deal nicer than most of these interactions usually went.

“…thanks?” Nie Mingjue said suspiciously, ignoring Jin Guangyao’s splutters of “It talks?!” “I think?”

“I have chosen to grant you a boon,” the dragon announced.

“…right,” Nie Mingjue said. “If this ‘boon’ is that you’ll take him off my hands, I’m afraid I’m going to have to refuse. He may be trouble, but he’s still my brother.”

“Da-ge!” Nie Huaisang exclaimed, indignant. “Don’t be rude. I asked him for this!”

Nie Mingjue frowned at him, unable to resist the feeling of hurt even though he’d already told himself to expect something like this. “…you want to leave?”

“No, da-ge, don’t be ridiculous. I asked him to improve your health!”

Ah.

“Huaisang –” he started to say.

“Don’t you ‘Huaisang’ me!” his little brother shouted. “I know you’re trying to hide it, but it’s getting worse, isn’t it? San-ge told me so! He said I should get ready!”

Nie Mingjue made a mental note to strangle Jin Guangyao, who had no right to say something like that to Nie Huaisang even if maybe it wasn’t the worst idea in the world to emotionally prepare Nie Huaisang for the upcoming bereavement and inheritance he would need to face.

“Anyway, he said to get ready, so I did!”

“You can’t just ask a divine dragon to fix me, Huaisang. That’s not how this works.”

“Uh, it totally does, and I did, and he agreed. So there!”

Nie Mingjue crossed his arms and glared. “And what did he want in return?”

“The boon is a reward for your past merit, not a trade for the deeds of the future,” the dragon said, not even slightly hiding how its whiskers were shaking with suppressed laughter. “You have travelled a difficult road, and borne the weight of it well. And besides…”

“Besides?”

“If you were to die, he would undoubtedly petition the creatures of the underworld to return you.”

“Well, fuck,” Nie Mingjue said, having not considered that. “Fine. Whatever. Heal me and I’ll try to keep an eye on my health going forward.”

Maybe more Clarity? He could try to free up his schedule, get in a few more sessions…

“I just give up,” Jin Guangyao said behind him. “I just fucking give up.”

Nie Mingjue, assuming that he was talking about Nie Huaisang’s nonsense, agreed whole-heartedly.

#mdzs #nie mingjue #nie huaisang #jin guangyao #nie huaisang's mom #my fic #my fics #child development #same headcanons as three times the charm #Anonymous

[babytaes]

reaction to s/o water breaking | svt- ─ ot13 ˎˊ˗

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

✧ seungcheol ∘*

You and Seungcheol had just finished the night with a quick drink, and the night was quiet and calm. You with your water and him with his wine.  You never imagined that tonight would be the night that all would change.

Something didn't feel right, as a moan escaped your lips you clutched your stomach. When you jumped to your feet, more liquid poured out from your thighs. You called for your husband as you gasped at the puddle in front of you.

As you realized it was time, Seungcheol awoke quickly and smiled. As you wobbled around the kitchen, processing the journey ahead of you, you dashed to get some slides on.

Before running to get everything else, Seungcheol grabbed the baby bag. As you all hurried to the car, giggling at the thought of the little life that would soon join this world, he shut the door and grabbed your side!

✧ jeonghan ∘*

You got up from the sofa and grabbed a bottle of water to cool down the oncoming heat from your forehead. As you staggered towards the counter, a wave of exhaustion washed over you. As you heard trickling liquid leaving your body, you looked down.

“BABEEEE, I THINK MY WATER JUST BROKE."

As he hurried over to you, he ran into the room, worried. You were taken aback by the fear in his eyes, as you had never seen him in this way before.

“All right, you put your shoes on. I'll get the baby bag, and you should hurry to the car. THE BABY IS ON THE WAY!”

You chuckled as you watched him frantically search the house for everything. As you got closer to the car, you turned around to see his disheveled self sprinting towards it, clearly out of breath.

“Love, we have to leave right now.”

As you backed out of the driveway, heading towards the hospital, you strapped yourself in and kissed his hand.

✧ joshua ∘*

As you sipped your lemonade in the backyard at Joshua's parents' home, the atmosphere was very relaxing. His parents have invited the two of you over for dinner and a fun get-together.

You took Joshua's hand and rested your head on his shoulder. When he noticed your odd facial expression, he stared down at you. Your hand flew to your stomach as you examined your pants, as if something had popped inside of you.

Joshua took your hand in his and helped you out of the lawn chair. You and he were both aware of what had occurred. As you tried to catch your breath, Joshua called out to his mother. You weren't expecting your water to break when you weren't at home, so you were caught off guard.

Joshua's mother bolted from the kitchen, alarmed at the state you all were in. As you took her hand and raced you to the car, her maternal instinct kicked in.

“Go get the extra baby bag from my place, Joshua. You never know, so I was ready for anything.”

A tear streamed down your cheek as you clutched his mother's palm, gripping it tighter as the pain increased. She embraced you tightly and kissed your brow.

“Don't worry, sweetie; I'll be by your side until the very end.” You've got this!”

✧ jun ∘* 

As you put the spoon on the stove, Jun walked through the door. He approached you and embraced you, melting into your touch.

“Long day love?”

You kissed his forehead and he nodded before letting go and going to the shower. As you returned your attention to the stove, you heard the water running. When you heard water trickling, you let out a yawn.

He must have left the door open for you to hear it that clearly.  Your foot stepped into a puddle of water without even looking down. Slowly peering down, you noticed that the trickling water wasn't coming from the shower, but from you.

You were in a panic because the due date was next week, not today. You stumbled around the house, looking for your stuff. Jun emerged from the bathroom, towel on, and turned to face you.

“Are you okay, y/n, do you need something."

You had forgotten that Jun was here as you quickly spewed out.

“THE BABY IS ON THE WAY; WE MUST LEAVE RIGHT NOW.”

As he rushed into the room, towel fully off and now rushing for his clothes, he looked at you in surprise.

“I GUESS I'M GOING NAKED.” Jun screamed as you laughed and dashed to the door.

✧ hoshi∘*

“Should we bring the tiger or the adorable tiger onesie with us for our little cub?” You chuckled at his question as you gently pushed him, laughing at his antics.

“Why don't we bring both just in case?” 

He grinned as he stuffed some spare socks, underwear, and hygiene items into the baby bag. You got up to go get some diapers, but you came to a halt in the middle of your tracks. As he gasped, Hoshi looked up from his seat and moved his hand to his mouth.

“IT'S TIME, OUR CUB IS ON THE WAY.”

As he hurried over to your surprised state, he quickly zipped up the bag and threw it around his shoulder, motioning you over to the door, putting light pressure on your back as you slipped on some slides.

You sniffled as you imagined the moment you'd have with your daughter and Soonyoung shortly. As you opened the door, rocking back and forth towards the car, you wiped your tears and heard your enthusiastic husband running after you.

“Please, Love, don't run; we've got time.”

Soonyoung chuckled and motioned you into your seat while holding your hand.

“You have no idea how long I've been looking forward to this moment; our little baby is on the way!”

✧ wonwoo ∘*

“How did your day go, love?” As you slid your dish into the sink, you posed.

As he sat back on the sofa, he looked up from his computer screen. You approached him and placed your hand on his lap. He gently rubbed your shoulder with his hand.

“Well, my members and I were ready for our recent comebacks. We decided to do something special for Carats because it's been a few years.”

“I'm curious as to what Jihoon is up to right now. I'm sure it'll be as fantastic as the others.”

He kissed your temple before returning his gaze to the screen in front of you.

Your hand flew to your stomach as you quickly sat up running towards the bathroom. As you flew into the toilet, water trickled down your leg.

“WONWOO, MY WATER JUST BROKE.”

He yelled back in confusion as he looked around.

“WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO." 

You chuckled as you exited the bathroom, staring at him in shock.

“We literally just practiced the procedure yesterday."

He sprang to his feet, shaking his finger in the air as he realized what had happened.

"TO THE CAR IT IS!!"

✧ woozi∘*

The amount of time you and your husband spend in his studio was natural.  It was you guys  second home. As he turned on the latest video that Jihoon had made the other day, you chuckled at Bumzu.

“I mean it's getting there.”

“Hey,” Jihoon said.  As he moved Bumzu away from his keyboard, Jihoon turned around and put his hand to his hurting heart

You laughed at them as they started to argue over some cords. You walked over to Jihoon's fridge and grabbed some water before returning to the couch. As you shone your phone light on it, you noticed something wet running down your pants.

The worry in your voice alarmed Jihoon as you spoke out to him.

“I think my water just broke, love.”

He called for Bumzu to get the spare baby bag from the closet as he stopped tapping on his keys and pulled you off the sofa, motioning for you to get to the car.

As he raced you down the hallway to the car, you turned to look at him in wonder.

“You never know, now let's get you to the hospital now.”

✧ minghao ∘*

You walked into the practice room, waving to everyone as they hurried over to give you hugs and smiles.

Mingyu grinned as he looked at you, and Minghao rushed over to your side, concerned.

"When the deadline is again? I'm looking forward to meeting my favorite child.”

Minghao smiled as he pushed him away from you, chuckling. 

“You're referring to our child.” When you glanced over at the other guys doing random stuff, he motioned his finger between the two of you.

Your hand flew to Minghao's shoulder as you grabbed your stomach, the room came to a halt as you looked down to see water dripping from your leg. As you squeezed Minghao's hand for help, he grabbed your belongings while the member rushed around.

“Wait, I apologize for the mess."

As he motioned you guys to the car, Mingyu waved his hand.

“Just get to the hospital and do whatever needs to be done; we'll take care of it.”

You smiled as you ran to the car, waving to everyone!

✧ mingyu ∘*

As you thanked him for the meal, he put your plate down. You didn't always have time to eat as a couple, but you took this opportunity and ran with it, even though your son had other plans.

“While you get the bread out of the oven, let me get some napkins.”

He nodded and walked over to the oven, while you walked over to the pantry to get some napkins. When you looked over to Mingyu, you felt water trickle down your leg before you could reach the dining table.

He panicked as he ran over to you, his eyes widening as he placed his trembling hands on your stomach.

“I guess baby boy wanted to come out tonight.” As you walked over to the door, laughing as you awaited Mingyu, you said.

He hurriedly placed the food in the fridge and took the baby bag from the room before rushing over to the door and locking it, chuckling.

“He chose tonight out of all the days to come. He would undoubtedly follow in his father's footsteps. As you walked toward the car, you laughed at his joke and kissed his hand.

✧ dk ∘*

As you looked at your husband's antics behind the camera, a loud laugh pierced throughout the studio. He was currently discussing his highly anticipated comeback with BooSeokSoon.

You chuckled when you noticed his frequent glares when you looked in his direction. As the due date drew nearer, the love in his heart for you and your daughter grew stronger.

He'd always wanted a little girl, and his wish would be fulfilled in a few days, unless it was today.

You staggered forward, quickly looking down at your trousers, the wetness rising as you motioned over to Seokmin's manager, whispering that your water had broken.

As you called out to Seokmin, she called over the producer and informed him of the situation. With fear in his eyes, he ran over and grabbed you.

“Is everything alright?"

“Well, your wish is about to be fulfilled. She's coming”

As he ran over to tell the boys, his eyes lit up as he embraced you and kissed your cheek. As he drove to the hospital, they all joined you in the car, babbling about various topics.

“Our princess is on her way,” 

✧ seungkwan ∘*

As Seungkwan rubbed your stomach, you ran your fingers through his hair. As he sighed, he had just completed another OST for an upcoming drama and was exhausted.

“I have so much on my plate that some days all I want to do is hang out with you.” Simply take a few deep breaths and spend time in each other's presence. Is it really too much to ask?”

You crossed over to his arms and rested your head on his chest, your hand entwined in his.

“Well, technically, this is your job. And it's not all bad; at the very least, we'll have more time to devote to this little one soon.”

When you inhaled deeply, he grinned and laid his head on your head. As you quickly stood up and rubbed your stomach, a cough escaped your throat. Seungkwan became aware of your erratic motions and fixed his gaze on the wet spot forming on your jeans.

“Hun, I believe we should go to the hospital.”

As you staggered back from the oncoming motion, you were engulfed in an embrace. He snatched your hand and raced out of the room, thanking the managers as he went.

“Do you think we'll have time for an Iced Americano?”  You chuckled as you turned and smacked his arm.

“No, we don't have the time,” you said, rolling your eyes. You and your obsession.”

✧ vernon ∘*

As Hansol turned on the movie, you sat on the rug, resting your head on his leg. Hansol pressed play on the movie, while the other members and their girlfriends/wives rushed over to the living room and secured their place. As you looked at the scene in front of you, he rubbed your head.

When you saw your favorite actor on tv, a huge grin appeared on your face. Mr. Song Joong-Ki crawled out of the shadows, his pistol aimed at the intruders.

Hansol was shaking his head at your love interest, knowing that you had a huge crush on him. You stared up at him. He said to himself, "He's just an actor."

You slowly rose to your feet and excused yourself to use the restroom. You walked in and drew your pants down, but before you could sit down, liquid poured from your core as you examined the puddle underneath you.

You yanked your pants up and dashed out of the restroom, sprinting into the crowd.

“I apologize for interrupting, but my water broke and we need to get moving before it gets worse.”

As hoots of congratulations were yelled out, there were mixed emotions flowing through the room. As you waved goodbye to everyone, Hansol arrived with the baby bag and all of your belongings.

Hansol kissed your hand and laughed.

“I guess Mr. Vincenzo will have to wait,” 

✧ dino ∘*

You removed it from his grip as you pushed the paintbrush around on Chan's canvas.

“You must do it in this manner, in a circular motion, okay?”

As he whispered into your ear, he smiled and kissed you closer.

“Oh, I can do better than circular motions,” When you lightly shoved him back to his canvas, he kissed your forehead.

“Focus Chan,” 

He chuckled and looked around for more colors, seeing a puddle by your leg on the ground.

“Hey, did you drop your water cup? There's a puddle by your leg. As you jumped to your feet, he pointed to the ground, and you looked down at your soaked shorts.

“It wasn't the paint cup that dropped, it was my water.” We need to get to the hospital now!"

As you wobbled towards the car laughing, he dashed into the room, gathered the supplies, and dashed out the door.

“Imagine if you hadn't noticed, we'd be expecting a baby boy at the house right now.”

As you held onto his side, he shuddered at the thought and started the car.

“Let's focus now, because we all know that would have been disastrous.”

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

➳ Navigate to the Maze

𝚊/𝚗: who else is obsessed with Vincenzo or is it just me. I had to get this done before I watched the newest episode!! Also Seventeen as DADSS, my heart can’t take it- BT

#seventeen #svt #seventeen fics #seventeen scoups #seventeen jeonghan #seventeen joshua #wen junhui #kwon soonyoung #wonwoo #woozi #minghao #mingyu #lee seokmin #seventeen vernon #seventeen dino #seventeen reactions #seventeen imagines #Boo Seungkwan #babytaes works #seventeen masterlist

[pluckyredhead]

WIP snippets meme

I was tagged by @irolltwenties! This doesn’t count the WIPs that are semi-abandoned or live solely in my head.

1. Working Title: jondami fwb | Fandom: DC Comics/Super Sons/Robin | JonDamian (E) A slowburn of Damian figuring out what he wants and that he’s allowed to want it. It’s currently about 14K and maybe...1/4 to 1/3 of the way finished? This is gonna be a long one.

Damian stared. “Do I what?”

“Date,” Jon said. “I mean, that’s a thing people do. They go on dates. They date. And you’re…”

He trailed off. Damian waited. “I’m what?”

Now Jon’s cheeks and the bridge of his nose looked faintly pink, although that might have been the last of the sunrise. “Well, you’re really good-looking, you’re insanely rich, and you’re living it up at college. I would have thought you’d be carrying on the whole billionaire playboy tradition. Isn’t it part of the disguise? Like my glasses.”

Damian had always found those both to be idiotic traditions. Dating a string of socialites, mostly for show, sounded exhausting. And he’d never understood how people could look at Jon in a cheap pair of plastic frames and not see what he really was.

2. Birds All Sing As If They Knew Chapter 4 | Fandom: DC Comics/Red Hood and the Outlaws | JayRoy (G) The Batfamily finds out, plus more Arrowfam fluff.

Ollie’s basement, however, was big enough to house not just a fully equipped gym, complete with plenty of room for sparring, but also the workshop of Roy’s dreams. Literally—Ollie had claimed a corner to work on the hand-carved yew recurve bows and straight pine arrows he preferred, and made Roy design the rest to suit his own needs.

“You’re the one who likes experimenting with new trick arrows and I don’t know what else,” he’d said, waving a hand at the empty half of the basement soon after he’d bought the house. “Might as well put you to work making them for me and the kids. Just tell me what they are before I put them in my quiver, and don’t blow up my house.”

The fact that he’d framed it like a cranky demand hadn’t really disguised that he was gifting Roy with carte blanche to build his own playground, but they’d both pretended it did.

3. Love for Sale coda | Fandom: DC Comics/Red Hood and the Outlaws | JayRoy (E) This one’s just gonna be porn, folks, I don’t know what else to tell you.

“Did you have fun at the supermarket?” Roy asked, trying not to sound too amused.

“Well, I didn’t kill anyone.” Jason raked an unhappy hand through his wet hair.

Roy slid a couple of boxes of dino nuggets into the freezer. Jason had been converted to their allure pretty quickly. “Always a plus.”

“Not always,” Jason said, scowling.

“Poor baby,” Roy said, and closed the freezer. “Want me to make it up to you?”

Jason’s eyebrows went up as Roy sashayed into his space. “Sorry, but as soon as this stuff is put away, I’m passing out until dinnertime.”

Roy snagged his shirt with a finger and tugged him toward the bedroom, flashing a suggestive smile over his shoulder. “The groceries can wait.”

Jason sighed, but let Roy tow him into their room. “This is pretty optimistic, you know. I’m dead on my feet.”

Roy knew he could drop it - offer to finish putting the groceries away and let Jason sleep. His surprise would keep, and it wasn’t like Jason hadn’t earned a little rest.

But he wanted to show Jason he could give him more than rain and drudgery and chores. He wanted to prove he’d been worth leaving Gotham for.

4. Working Title: jayroy shifter au | Fandom: DC Comics/Red Hood and the Outlaws | JayRoy (E) The epic werewolf/werefox saga no one asked for!

“Jason.”

Roy and Jason both froze. Roy looked over the top of Jason’s head to see Bruce and Dick standing in the doorway. Dick had his hands clapped over his mouth - to hide horror or amusement, Roy wasn’t sure. Bruce, on the other hand, looked even less happy to have Roy there than he’d looked before, which was saying something.

Roy sat very still. Jason slowly eased back, and Roy caught an expression of pure chagrin on his face before he turned to face Bruce.

“Exactly what did you think you were doing?” Bruce asked.

“I...uh…” Jason tried, before apparently giving up on explaining himself verbally. Suddenly there was a black and russet wolf cub sitting on the couch next to Roy.

5. Working Title: guykyle | Fandom: DC Comics/Green Lantern | GuyKyle (E) Exactly what it says on the tin.

Guy made himself look away, scowling down at the glasses in front of him instead as he finally put the one he’d been holding down and reached for another. This was becoming a problem.

He wasn’t really sure when it had started. It wasn’t like Kyle looked any different than he’d always looked, really. It had been years and he hadn’t changed a bit since the day he’d first shown up wearing Hal’s old ring and looking overwhelmed. Since Guy had given him an appraising once-over and thought no way in hell is pretty boy here gonna last.

Kyle had lasted. And he was still pretty.

Not that Guy gave a shit. So Kyle always looked like he’d just stepped off the cover of Tiger Beat or something, even when he was running on days without sleep and covered in alien ichor. Guy’s sensitive Pollyanna of an artist was a fucking badass. He still couldn’t throw a punch worth a damn, but he’d mix it up with bruisers ten times his size like he knew what he was doing, and no one could touch him when it came to constructs. Hell, he’d been a god three or four times and given it up without even a whiff of going mad with power. There was no one in the cosmos Guy trusted more at his back.

But he was so fucking pretty.

Tagging: @queenitsy, @purls-of-lizdom, @returnsandreturns, @theladyragnell, @atasteforsuicidal, and anyone else who would like to play!

#jon kent #superboy #damian wayne #robin #jason todd #red hood #roy harper #arsenal #kyle rayner #guy gardner #green lantern #i write things

[stiltonbasket]

How does a-Hong’s one-month celebration go?

Wei Wuxian would also like to know! He wasn't able to go, but he did get letters about it; according to Jin Ling, the one-month celebration was a little awkward because Jin Hong was in tiger form most of the time, so Nie Shiyong shifted into her tiger form halfway through the banquet so the guests would know that Jin Hong wasn't a random tiger cub they put in the ceremonial crib.

Sect leader Yao: That's not a baby? That's a tiger.

Jin Ling, sighing: Yes, he is a tiger, and yes, he is my son. I married a tiger-shifter, so my son is half-shifter and half-human. I thought everyone was aware of this.

SLY: But that tiger could be any tiger cub, so--

Nie Shiyong: *shifts Very Menacingly* you were saying? :)

#asks #jin ling #nie shiyong #jin hong

[imnotwolverine]

The Accidental Family - Chapter 3

Henry Cavill x OFC multi-chapter

< Chap 2 | Chap 3 Is there a handbook to this? | Chap 4 >

Disclaimer: Fluff, some strong language

Word count: 2.080

Author’s note: I had a super fun online dinner with my in-laws yesterday. Me and my boyfriend cooked all the courses and had them sent out to everyone - we had a blast! I hope all of you dear readers are doing okay; I’m sending all my love to you! And..of course another chapter of this little series ❤️

(Link to my Masterlist)

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‘Have fun tonight. And if it’s too much; take a break.’ The nurse shot Henry a warning glare before she stepped out of the door, Henry’s warm smile showing just how eager he was to send her out so he and Bee could get the house ready for the arrival of the kids.

THE KIDS. HOLY… The thought alone made his stomach jump in excitement and terror.

Clicking the door closed, he was met with the mildly worried gaze of Phoebe, her arms folded over her long sleeve shirt, long blond hair braided away from her face.

‘What?’ Henry gulped, thinking he had done something wrong.

But Phoebe just grinned, her lips curling in a smile. ‘I never thought I’d see a man this excited to learn he was the father of four kids..but here we are.’

‘Well, can’t back up now, can I?’

Phoebe let out a chuckle. ‘You bet your ass you can’t, Mr Cavill!’ But as the words escaped her lips, that all familiar agony moved over her face. ‘I mean. It’s okay, if it’s..not what you want. I mean, you can’t remember and..it’s a lot..and..’

‘Bee.’ Henry sighed. She was right to think this was a lot to take in. And he was looking at a long recovery time. Many patients changed after such a traumatic event. And even though he thought he had always wanted this, a family, it was like being hit by a train at full speed, the way he was thrown in a life he didn’t know how to live. He cleared his throat and stepped in closer, his tongue flicking over his bottom lip. ‘So, what do we do now?’

Phoebe sighed. ‘Well, they’re just here for a visit. But I thought we could make some tea and biscuits and..’

‘I’ll make the tea.’ Henry smiled.

‘Sure?’

‘That I am. Though I’m so sure on how I am to handle four kids.’

Phoebe stepped in and clasped a hand around his shoulder, squeezing it gently. ‘Two hours, that’s it. And if it’s too much, you just head upstairs and we’ll say you needed to sleep early - they’re familiar with that.’

Henry looked down at her hand on his shoulder, her fingers quickly letting go, thinking he disliked it. He took another deep breath and slowly nodded. ‘Any other..things?’

Phoebe shrugged and laughed. ‘Well. I don’t even know where to start.’

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Henry was glad he was about 4 times the size of these four little monkeys, because by the time their shoes were removed and Kal was decorated with their scarves, Henry was next in line to be welcomed by their grabby hands which clung to him like they were a pack of little Koala bears.

Henry thought he had plenty of experience with his little nephews and nieces. But this sure was different. Tumbles of dark brown curls cascaded over mischievous pairs of blue eyes, the youngest one somehow the fastest of them all as he crawled around the living room as if possessed, little knees thudding on the floorboards.

‘DADDDYYYY.’ They all screamed, tugging at his clothes and starting different stories all at the same time, their eager hands begging for his attention as their eyes lit up with excitement.

There was the eldest, Sam, a shy 4 year old boy. There were the twins. A boy and girl, Max and Piper - a rowdy bunch, now 3 years old. And the youngest, 1 year old Cole, named after his granddaddy, the same granddaddy having opted for settling down in the reading chair in the corner as he waited for the storm to pass.

‘H-hi.’ Henry breathed, looking down at the bouncing heads of his kids, his hands awkwardly brushing over their curls.

‘Daddy! Daddy! Did you see my draw-things?! I made like,’ The little girl widened her arms. ‘THIS many.’

‘OH, did you now? That’s a lot.’

‘Yea, and granny helped! And we baked cookies and..’ - ‘Daddy, I need to go peepee!!!’

And then the youngest started to cry as he failed to get the attention he wanted, his bone wrenching, shrilly cries reverberating through the suddenly much too small living room. Henry looked in panic at Phoebe and his mom, who were looking at the situation in mild shock; maybe it had been a little too rash to introduce him to ALL the kids at once. But here they were. Clinging to him like it was just another Tuesday. Four monkey babies, excited to see their dad after what seemed like a lifetime in their short little lives.  

It took another fifteen minutes to somewhat calm the children, Henry having settled on a dining room chair as he watched the four pairs of blue eyes that stared back at him. The youngest had settled on Phoebe’s lap, his head rested on her slow breathing chest, and the twins had settled on the carpet, twiddling with the long strings of the rug as they nagged yet again that they were bored.

‘But I want my toys mommm.’ Piper nagged.

Next up was the youngest, who started to cry again, making Phoebe sigh in exasperation as she bounced him on her lap, before she decided it best to take a little walk, her slim legs walking out into the hallway, leaving Henry with the other three kids and his parents.

‘Are you my daddy?’ Sam frowned, sitting on the couch next to his grandma, large blue eyes studying the strangely familiar being that was Henry. Henry gulped at the boy’s question, his lack of knowledge of these children making the situation ever the more painful.

‘I eh..’ He frowned as he heard even louder crying coming from the kitchen, Phoebe trying her best to shush the crying babe. ‘I am.’

‘So why don’t you play with us?!’ Max exclaimed, falling down on his little back, hands stretching out to poke at his sister who growled like an annoyed little tiger cub.

‘MAAXXXX. Granny he’s doing it - OUCH - GRANNYYY.’

‘You two! Calm it, or you’ll go in time-out.’

‘But daddy is being weirdddd.’ Max protested, jutting out his lip.

‘But I’m still your daddy.’ Henry said, slowly crawling from his seat to settle down on the rug as well, his eyes searching the gaze of the twins, whose eyes immediately lit up - playtime? PLAYTIME!

‘So you’re going to play with us?’

‘HORSEYYYYY.’ Piper cheered, crawling out to Henry to tug on his sweater to climb up to his back. Henry, however, was quick to stop her, before she’d accidentally tug his hair and agitate his head wound.

‘DADDyyyy.’ She cried, fighting him as he settled her back on her bum. ‘But I wanna..’

‘Piper, hey, hey. Look at me.’ Henry’s voice got ever softer, the louder she cried, until finally her blue eyes opened again and she looked at him with a big, overexaggerated pout. ‘Daddy needs a little time. He, eh, was broken, and now needs to be fixed.’

‘I can fix you!’ Sam climbed off the couch and started to search for the toy box, immediately earning the attention of the twins who quickly rushed over to get a look in the treasure box.

‘YAAAYYYYYY.’

‘We’re gonna fix DADDY!!!!’  

The three of them all picked pieces of toys, their fast little feet managing to escape Colin, Henry’s father, as the old man tried to grab for their little hands. ‘OI, young lady! Do not, I repeat; do not..-’

His pleas fell on deaf ears as the three children all went for the kill, Henry barely managing to sit up on his haunches in time to defend himself from the vicious attack of three hyperactive children.

‘OUCH.’ He gasped, feeling the familiar hurt of a piece of Lego in his skin, his mind having a difficult time to process how again he used to deal with his nephews and nieces in situations like these - then again, he had been sharp and witty then, and now he struggled with remembering the fact he has a wife now.

And kids. Don’t forget about the kids.

‘Ohhhhhkay!’ Marianne chimed with a fierce and loud voice, her hands clapping together with a sternness that made all three kids look up. ‘I think that’s enough fixing for today. How about we go have a drink and some biscuits, hmm?’

‘BISCUITSSSSSS!!!’ Piper cheered again - it was clear that the little girl was a bubbly bee. Bee. Oh damn, Henry thought, crawling up to a standing position before he followed the children that were running out into the hallway to get to the kitchen, his parents hot on his heels.

‘You can take a rest if you want.’ His mother whispered, laying a soothing hand on Henry’s shoulder before he stepped into the kitchen. His blue eyes met with the wisdom that lingered in his mom’s smile.  

‘Sorry about that, mom.’ Henry sighed quietly.

‘No, no. Our fault, remember? Besides, it takes some time before you know how to deal with this hot bunch.’ She chuckled as she looked over Henry’s broad shoulder, the children jumping up and down around the kitchen island as Phoebe made an attempt to cool them down while she also bounced Cole up on her arm.

‘Don’t worry son.’ Colin squeezed Henry’s shoulder as Marianne also slipped into the kitchen. ‘No matter what happens, we’re here for you, mkay?’ The old man winked at Henry, who slowly shook his head.

‘Man, I wish they had a manual for this kinda stuff.’

Colin laughed. ‘If only, if only.’

The two men remained in the doorway as the women managed to calm down the children, the lot of them all being placed around the kitchen table before they were treated to freshly baked biscuits and a lot of mommy love.

It didn’t take long before the two hours were up and the kids were packed up back in Marianne and Colin’s car, Henry and Phoebe waving them goodbye with heavy hearts, but happy smiles. Small clouds of nightly cold drafted from their mouths as they turned back towards the door, a certain melancholy left in the house that was now silent again.

‘Don’t you want to..go with them?’ Henry asked quietly.

Phoebe looked up at him, the two of them now crowding the door mat as she pulled the door closed. ‘I miss a lot of things, but I need to be here with you now.’ A slightly sad smile moved up her lips.

‘You sure?’

‘Yea. For better and worse, remember?’ She laughed, only to feel that her choice words were awful, her breath hiccuping as she quickly evaded his gaze. ‘Sorry. That wasn’t nice of me.’

Henry sighed. ‘Please don’t feel bad. You’re the best mom I know..or..can remember.’ He smirked a little, but Phoebe didn’t seem to be so easily consolable. ‘Bee, hey.’ Henry used his thumb to tilt her head up, their eyes meeting. ‘I don’t know if this is crazy of me to ask, but, eh…’ He cleared his throat, feeling his heart falter at the concerned stare of her penetrating blue eyes. Had he failed her? Fuck. He licked his lips, unsure of whether to proceed.

‘What?’ She finally breathed, her voice a little croaky.

‘Oh, it’s stupid silly I guess.’ Henry moved his hand to his head to scratch, only to be caught by her hand, her eyes giving him a half-amused smile.

‘I told you to stop doing that.’

‘That you did,’ Henry hesitated again, before simply blurting out: ‘would you like to go on a date with me?’

A short silence fell as Phoebe’s eyes widened in something so unreadable that Henry wasn’t sure whether she was about to scold him or break out in laughter. And how glad he was it was the latter, her lips pulling up into a most amused little chuckle. ‘What now?’

‘A..date? Wait, has that word changed in the..?’

‘No, no. Dating is a thing. And..’ She now burst out into a full fit of giggles.

‘What?’

‘Well, we never really dated. We just..’ Her eyes widened.

‘What, Bee? Don’t leave me hanging here.’

‘No, no. I mean YES! I want to go on a date with you, though, eh, no, let’s talk about this later. It’s been a long day and..’ Her words died as she sniffled again, her hand now moving up to brush carefully through his chocolate brown curls. ‘I’d love to go on a date with you.’

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Chap 4 >

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#henry cavill fanfiction #henry cavill fluff #multichapter #henry cavill x ofc #the accidental family #is there a handbook to this? #meeting the kids #memory loss

[jokerthekitsunekoshinbo]

YANDERE AVOCATO

I love you papa

avocato pov

Looking up from my work on the couch I see Biskit clad in a red shirt and blue shorts . The tiger tiger looks nervous he approached me at a slow pace. He stopped in front of me looking up why biting his lip. "What's the matter bud you look lost.He began with a low mr Avocato I'm Sorry for what I said.At first I was confused by what he meant till I remember.

He and lil cato started roughhousing breaking a vase that belonged to my mother. I took both of them over my knee but before the little one decides to be bold a swear at me . I release a deep breath and pick him up a flinch breaking my heart.

Baby do you know why that vase was important He answer with a no so explain to him that was all I has left of my mother . At the mention of that he breaks down in tears clinging to me repeating I'm sorry over and over . Unknown to biskit avo was holding back tears as he recalls a distant but cruel memory

(Flash back)

The scent of alcohol rotten food and blood feels my nostrils as I'm transported to my child hood home as my abusive father stands over me his harsh blows mean nothing to the harsh words he sends my direction

Worthless

Mistake

Trash

Disgusting

Waste of space

I'm sorry daddy

(Flashback ends)

Honey look at me okay the Cub looks at me tears in his eyse. DO you know why I spanked you . Is it cause I broke you mama's vase and I said no no words . I also did it because I care about your safety giving him a muzzle like a good parent to their Cub. Dry your tears baby paws all is forgiven. He giggled as he drys his last tears

Why don't we go and find Gary to see if his making anything sweet . The next thing out of biskit mouth shocks me . Okay papa for the next few hours that repeated in my head when night time fell biskit lays between me and Gary who has a peaceful smile on his face . As I drift of into dreamland looking at my boyfriend and son (yes son) A final whisper breaks me . Goodnight love you papa I cried tears to the unknown of my precocious boys

#final space #gary goodspeed #garycato #lil cato #biskit #Avocato #Yandere avocato au #avocato needs to have breakdowns too you know? #Cute #Step dad gets called dad #backstory #love #garycato week

[evildisneydorks]

Khan, Clayton, Maleficent, and Scar headcanones please!!

-rubs hands together- Here we go baby!

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Shere Khan

-He is considered the last living tiger of the jungle by the rest of the animals since most of the tigers were killed by hunters when he was still a cub.

-He has tasted the human flesh in the past; the first human he ate was a symbol of revenge against the hunters that killed his family but eventually turned into a twisted craving of his.

-When it comes to physical strength, he could easily keep on a fight with a person or animal twice his size.

-His fear of fire comes from a couple of forest fires that took place in the jungle during his youth; some were man-made while others were caused by lightings, but they all left a huge impact on him.

-His singing voice is actually quite good from the perspective of animals, but humans hear it as tone less roars that hardly resemble a song.

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Clayton

-Similar to Hook, he has learned the basics of many languages during his hunting trips, including: Some Chinese, a couple of phrases in Hindi, French, some Latin, German…

-Even when he is in the big city he doesn’t use regular blades to shave, he uses a goddamn machete.

-Clayton has always being very protective of his sister, Lady Waltham, and he practically raised her since they were both orphans at a young age.

-(Post resurrection) He has a hard time wearing ties, necklaces or scarfs. He doesn’t like the feeling of something being around his neck.

-He DID teach a bird how to say “God Save the Queen”, its name is Edward and it lives with Lady Waltham.

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Maleficent

-She is a boomer but not in the way that she hates technology, she just has a hard using most electronics.

-No one is sure what her real age is since she is constantly making all sorts of comments just to confuse people.

“Oh, it’s just a bit of rain, completely irrelevant. I have yet to experience another rain such as the one Noah and I lived through”

Rumor says that not even she knows her real age…

-She can speak Fairy, the same language Tinkerbell uses. When she wants to curse someone out but still wants to keep herself looking classy she says the insults in tinkles. (And only Hook can understand what she is saying)

-Her hands are always cold, it doesn’t matter the weather or the type of clothes she is using she always has corpse hands.

-She found Diablo trembling and in the verge of death inside an empty nest. She took him into the castle and raised him until he was old enough to fly on its own, but he never left and eventually became her familiar.

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Scar

-He is the king of “If I fit, I sit”. He doesn’t care if is he is a 190 kg lion, no lap is safe from him.

Ironically, he hates to be called a “kitten”.

-His favorite snacks are rodents, they might not be very filling but he enjoys watching the little things squirming and running for their lives before he devours them.

-He is a theater kid at heart. He may not know what “theater” is but that doesn’t mean he cannot pull out a whole dramatic monologue and a musical number up his sleeve at any given time.

-Even he thinks Zira is creepy as hell and only used her as a means to get an heir. Yes, my headcannon is that Kobu is Scar’s son.

-(Post resurrection) He can now sympathize with Khan’s fear of fire, and he is also very afraid of hyenas.

#shere khan #headcanon #clayton #Maleficent #scar