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fortune-maiden · 10 months
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I see the writers are continuing to hate Elsa too :)
Elsa, to her father's (very justified) murderer: you're the only one keeping me sane right now
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the-rogue-dragon · 1 year
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Daemon as a father.
Baela and Rhaena.
The first time he learned that Laena was pregnant he couldn’t be any more happy about it. The idea of forming a family of his own has always been there, and even when he wanted a male son, he was just happy with whatever they would have.
From the moment he learned about the pregnancy, he would kiss his wife’s stomach, support his forehead on her belly and speak or sing in High Valyrian to it, as if their babes could listen.
He was more attentive of Laena (not that he has not been until then), protecting her, making sure she had everything she needed and more. He also would rub her feet when she grew too tired from carrying his children around.
Daemon was present during the birth of the twins, and he held each of them, doting on his daughters, kissing their little hands and humming old lullabies that he had been learning for the past nine months.
Those same lullabies he would sing to them each night until they became too grown up for them. A feast that had saddened Daemon.
From a very young age he taught them High Valyrian and history, focusing mostly in the history of their family. He also taught them about dragonlore, which was something he specialized himself. And to defend themselves.
The twins were the lights of his eyes, and he adored them deeply.
The unborn baby.
Once again Daemon was quite happy to learn of Laena’s second pregnancy, he was hoping this time he would get a male boy, but he was not against another daughter.
During this pregnancy he did the same he had done through the twins, sing to the belly, talk to it in High Valyrian, kiss it, and press his forehead to it.
The fate of the babe - and its mother for that matter - devastated Daemon.
Jacaerys, Lucerys and Joffrey.
He was of course not present in the birth of the children of Rhaenyra and Harwin, but soon as he married Rhaenyra he made sure to adopt them as his own.
Daemon held respect towards Harwin so he decided to extend that respect towards his children and protect them and care for them as if he was their own father.
He taught them to sharpen their skills with their swords, and taught them High Valyrian, since it was important they knew the language.
At the same time, he taught them about dragonlore, history of their House, of Westeros and prepared them - especially Jacaerys - to become heir and future King of Westeros.
As they were still children when he married Rhaenyra, Daemon would often times tell them stories about his adventures, or the adventures of others. He would read to them, and sing lullabies to Joffrey being the youngest of the three.
Daemon died avenging the killing of Lucerys at the hands of his uncle Aemond. In a final act of devotion and love for those children that he had loved and cared for as his own.
Aegon III and Viserys II.
When Rhaenyra got pregnant, Daemon was over the moon with happiness. He was of course worried about her fate - given what had happened with Laena - but he was otherwise happy to have more children with another woman he loved.
During each pregnancy, he would spend time speaking to the belly in High Valyrian, he would read to them - still unborn - about dragons, or tell them bedtime stories, even when they couldn’t hear him.
He - once again - become more affectionate especially towards the belly, kissing it, pressing his forehead or a hand over it. He liked to feel the boys kicking at his hand.
Truly he didn’t behaved much differently that he had done in previous pregnancies.
Visenya.
The third baby with Rhaenyra - and once again the one they would lose - had kept him awake for nights just talking to it, caressing her stomach, and doting on their babygirl from day one.
He knew this pregnancy would be a girl, and he was looking forward to meet little Visenya, a name both Rhaenyra and himself had agree to it quite easily and without much thought.
Daemon adored his unborn daughter, and soon as the Gods decided to take her away from theem, he was destroyed. He mourned her death deeply and for a long, long time.
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katyspersonal · 1 year
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I think I didn't send you an ask yet so here !
10, 13, and 24 for now !! :D
(Asks from this ( x ) meme)
10. Your favorite ost?
Oh, this is definitely Living Failures! It was the very first Bloodborne OC I've ever heard though. A friend that played From's games shared it with me and back then I didn't pick instant interest in the game (unlike how when I've heard Micolash's theme...), but the music was AMAZING. It was the coolest videogame soundtrack I've heard in years, and I sat until 5 AM that night listening to that track on repeat. Because it got me so hyped I've lost all sleep, that's why!!! Still remains my favorite track, just... absolutely unrivaled buildup, beautiful instruments, and of course, AAAAAAAVEEEEE AAAAVEEEEE STEEEEELAAAAAAR. When I was obsessed with that track back then I of course could not appreciate the lore significance and how well in conveyed the absolute reverence, anguish, yearning and desperation for salvation from the 'stars', so now I love it even more. It is one of the best tracks in the game, it didn't need to be attached to an epic battle to be epic.
13. A cut content you would have wanted in the game?
God, how this is even a question? Of course, OF COURSE, what else it can be other than...... ARCHIBALD'S [EXAGERRATED LIP-LICKING]-
sdfhfhsghfsd okay okay but seriously now xD There is... a lot of stuff. Almost all cut content of Bloodborne is removed in such an elegant fashion that you can sort of still discover how probable it is it upon vague clues... as if it wasn't removed, but hidden (Rom gurl what you doin THIS time). The perfect example is Annalise's unborn baby whose mention was patched out very early after launch, but you can still conclude it from how both Annalise and Arianna lose melanin in their hair and from that bloody trail leading to Annalise's under skirt area.
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(patched out and only saved via screenshots)
However, it is for THIS reason why a lot of cut content of Bloodborne is BETTER stay cut - because it creates a more challenging lore riddle! Isn't it more fun to deduce a lore bit using your own observation and analytical skills, instead of just being told what happened exactly? From Annalise's unborn baby to 'if there is Flora would not there be a counterpart named Fauna?', things better stay untouched and create a mystery!
But there is a different kind of cut content as well, and I am talking about…
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I owe this discovery to @val-of-the-north , and also I believe @nymerias-wrath confirmed this detail (she tends to know absolutely EVERYTHING about cut or patched out content so I'd recommend asking her for any clarification you ever need). It sounds like such a good idea! I presume the lake refers to the one Rom is guarding, and again, a bird chirped to me that you'd end up in the upside-down Byrgenwerth. (I really need to gather more solid sources now that I am talking about it...) I still adopt it in my ideas and make it so that Moonside Lake used to be the portal into the rest of Byrgenwerth (and that's how Edgar found Micolash), but Micolash 'closed' it when Edgar had dick brain moment and spilled him the truth just because he was a simp -_- And sent some of the Shadows he had serving him as Mergo's "dad" as a bonus loool.
Not to mention I fucking L O V E Micolash's cut dialogue soooooOOOOOOO fucking MUCH. Just… everything about it. I am, in fact, not all too happy about how we only meet him in the "end" of his way, already fully insane and gone, when cut dialogue suggests he STILL has a struggle left within him, between his human side and 'madman that only cares for higher plane' side (Adeline moment). It was just… so tragic. Like… I get that after everything player been through, meeting him SHOULD have been a comic relief moment so the player recharges and still has emotional energy to care about plot's culmination… There was just no room for the 'betrayal sequence' I suppose? …except there was, and I think the devs could have elaborated Nightmare of Mensis more, make us see Micolash as a friend NPC that we go back to during Nightmare questlines, someone that grows on us to the point we see him as Doll v.2 (maybe he could even level us up too, or give us special benefits in exchange of Insight). So, instead of recharging player emotionally with hilarity (or annoyance, depends on how you feel towards Micolash's "battle"), we could have been recharged by the fake sense of peace and comfort, see him as someone interested in freeing Mergo just as much… and then HAHA LOOSER GOTCHAAAAAA. The only good thing about the decision to make him more plain is that 'traitor' is the fact that betrayal sequence is THE ultimate imba of Tumblr sexymen, and if he did betray us, he'd have even STRONGER grasp on the simps. o_o hoooo boy… There'd be NO survivors....
24. Share a fond memories.
I presume this must refer to fandomry? Because every single moment of playing Bloodborne is already a good memory. xD Hmmm... I already mentioned that time when I got an anon ask on my 'formal' blog, saying 'can we get random alfred hcs'? I felt extremely honoured that someone wanted ME to share the ideas about a character they liked, especially when back then I was just an awkward asocial lore person in the fandom and didn't pose myself as a writer upon request, or just a writer. It is because I cherish that moment of trust so much I avoid saying unflattering things about Alfred despite having grievances with the character. x) It was just such a good memory that I never get tired of bringing it back!
I also have a very good memory of a certain day. That day I was able to catch my coworker stealing money from the cash register (!) and attempting to frame me (!!!), using nothing but my amazing detective skills, so I was already pretty hyped. I was ranting to Val about it in a VC over phone on my way home. And imagine how much more joy and unhinged happiness I felt, when during VC I opened Tumblr and saw the ask celebrating that 'finally good Doll takes are picking up and people are giving her a justice instead of seeing her as gross sexual object and then claiming to love her'. I am paraphrasing but you must recall that one because you clearly got an ask from the same person xD Just... one "victory" layered upon another, and I've felt such intense mania and CHEER, that the raw power of emotions made that day a blinding, bright spot somewhere in the record of my life. This is what happens to a mf when they barely ever feel real happiness and just pretend to look alive. Maybe it was not a big deal in retrospective, but it made me feel DRUNK in happiness. ...so drunk that my response was not very nice and more like 'HAHAHAHA MFKING LOOOOOSERS WHO IS THE BEST LORE PERSON NOW HUH FUCK YOU ALL I AM FUCKIN BALLIN'' that I still feel a bit guilty about ^^"" But it was one of my best memories nonetheless.
Out of a bit more personal stuff, I'd say that you and @heraldofcrow are a very fond memory, and also @jarognieva . You guys sticked with me through everything, even when I started to genuinely spiral to my worst and fully embraced the prospect of you all being sick of me, you still chose to stay mutuals. Seeing you grow from a shy user to someone with very elaborate ideas and a lot of passion was an absolute delight. And I've got to see how much your art improved over time, and how Crow started to draw. I am just glad that I got to at least see you guys get better and make more friends and improve your skills.... (and seeing how much I rotted Crow's brain with overly specific lore bits when I saw her insane theory ramblings about Vilebloods AHAHAHAHAHA.) Like... just watching you guys was a great experience, getting to talk with you and to exchange the ideas is even more than I could have asked for, but I am very thankful.
Also, of course, my version of Rom getting FANART. I cried pathetic unloved kid happy tears all three times I received it. Two drawings were done by Saintmic and another one was done by someone else who is, eh, a NOT fond memory now, really.
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Though honestly, Saintmic was a very good fandom memory as well. I once posted a very creepy, weird remark on Micolash as a character and how he'd corrupt people with his cultist brainwashing..... and after some time I got a reblog from him with even WORSE (/pos) take. I was so surprised to see someone having an idea more disturbing than mine. And it happened later too, when I proposed the idea of Micolash not harming fertile females specifically because of his gross obsession with women and birth, and he added that in fact it was more likely that he just used women for rituals (especially their menstrual blood) when men were just cattle. I am dead serious. The creativity and lore just... increased so much as we were exchanging ideas, my lore got so much better, I actually owe my ultra super fantastic and elaborate portrayal of Micolash to him as inspiration and someone giving ideas and honestly knowing Micolash's very soul. Honestly, you can play a game of 'guess how much of my Micolash lore I owe that guy' and you will lose because you probably not estimate big enough. Ya'll just don't know what it feels like to be a weirdo, to feel avoided and shunned even by fellow Micolash simps for "disturbing" and "not sexy" ideas, to question whether I am just spoiling a beloved character with my monkey brain and then meet someone who just hits a blunt and goes all: 'I smell weakness'.
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Basically I've found my Stitch yeah. When you get 'the creepy kid' side-effect in the autism drawbacks fortune wheel, you learn to cherish such things </3
Thank you for the ask!!!
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Angst questions reply
These are replies to Angst Questions asked by @curiousdamage on February 4, 2019 about Julie and Jimmy in Is This Love?  Don’t ask me what happened to the actual ask.  I think I left this post in drafts for so long because some answers spoil events in the story.  However, I think some of these events are subject to change.  I’ll still leave it under a “keep reading.” 
Julie
1. What’s one experience your character had that made them very afraid? Between six and seven months after giving birth to Lily, Julie finds herself pregnant again.  However, she started having severe pains while giving 8 month old Lily a bath.  She was having a miscarriage.  Julie tried calling Jimmy, but he was unreachable.  So, she called Johnny and Bobby, whoever could get there faster.  Julie was determined not to scare Lily, despite her fear and pain as she was losing her unborn child.  
4. Has your character ever been hurt or betrayed by someone they thought they could depend on? What happened?  Yes, it was actually Jimmy, to be honest.  There were two times during the early part of their relationship.  During the weekend that Julie lost her virginity to him, they had been using condoms.  But Jimmy neglected to tell her that there was a failure with at least two: one had broke and another had slipped off while he was inside her.   He felt guilty and awful about not telling her or even taking her to see a doctor afterward.  But he thought she would be okay, as he assumed she was on birth control pills.  Jimmy actually didn’t tell her about this until Thanksgiving, a day after he learned about the pregnancy.  Naturally, Julie was pissed and felt that he had betrayed the trust she had placed in him.  Julie obviously ended up forgiving him as he was the love of her life, father of her children, and a genuinely good guy who made a mistake and felt remorseful.  The second time was during/after their first big argument.  As I’ve previously stated, she wanted to go out drinking with friends for her 21st birthday, rather than the romantic dinner Jimmy had planned.  She did as she wanted, coming home quite a bit drunk and having to be carried in by a handsome male friend/classmate, which didn’t make her husband any happier.  In her inebriated state, Julie initiated sexual advances.  Sober and still upset with her, Jimmy reciprocated but ended up being rougher than usual.  When she woke up the next morning, Julie was alone in the living room, covered in a blanket and sporting a bruise or two.  It was the first time she had ever woken up alone after sex and that loneliness made her cry.  Jimmy was still a bit cold to her days afterward and they continued to have small fights, leading her to move in with Johnny for a few weeks.  Then she found out she was pregnant.  They forgave each other and reconciled.  But it took a little bit longer for them to get comfortable enough to make love to each other again.  When they did, Jimmy made sure that he was slow and gentle.
6. Have they ever committed a crime, or something they felt was wrong? What was it?  No, I don’t Julie has committed a crime, at least not knowingly.  She never took drugs that were not prescribed.  She never drank underage.  She waited until she was eighteen to have sex, but in hindsight, she sometimes wishes she waited a bit longer.  She has done a few things she felt were wrong at the time, such as getting married and deciding to raise the babies, instead of putting them up for adoption.  However, she doesn’t regret doing them, as she can’t imagine what her life would have been like if she made another choice.
Jimmy
7. If your character was allowed to murder one person without any consequences, who would it be and why?  Jimmy isn’t someone who would commit murder, unless he was pushed to extreme limits.  If someone was responsible for hurting or the deaths of Julie or their children, then it is possible that he would kill them.  I know it isn’t much of an answer, but it would be too dark and depressing to think about.
13. What does it take to make your character cry?  Jimmy will cry if he is worried about losing or has lost someone that he cares about.  Or if he feels such deep guilt and regret over something he has done wrong, especially if it has a big impact on someone else.  He has cried tears of joy at the births of all of his children just because he felt such an overwhelming rush of emotion, such as love for Julie and each child she brought into the world, pride in his family, thankfulness, pure happiness, and so many more that he can’t put a name to.
16. What are your character’s vices and bad habits?  Jimmy has smoked a few joints and cigarettes, but they were easy habits to quit.  His brother Thomas jokes that he and Julie have a sex addiction and thinks that they are too into public displays of affection.  Jimmy believes that he and Julie have sex and show each other affection as much as any normal happy couple who are completely in love with each other.  He also doesn’t care what anyone thinks about it.  Julie did have to point out that grabbing and pinching her ass so much in front of the kids probably wasn’t such a great idea.  She had to bring this up when one of their young sons did that to her because he “saw Daddy do it to Mommy” and didn’t understand what it meant or what the big deal was.  One vice he has is food.  Jimmy may live a healthy lifestyle, but he likes to indulge in food and sweets, every so often.  He likes to go out to new restaurants, even though he tries to keep it to certain days of the month.
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dctable · 2 years
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Batman Timeline First Events Differences
The Golden Age
Bruce was a bored socialite who bought a Manor and its adjacent barn for his base of operation, friend of white haired Commissioner Gordon who investigates vigilante Bat-Man whose first enemies are Dr. Death and Hugo Strange, fiancée of black haired Julie Madison who's targeted by vampire Monk and Dala, then left for Hollywood since Bruce can't get committed, after being targeted by jealous silent film actor Basil Karlo who became Clayface, after he became Dick's guardian, faced The Cat and The Joker
The Silver Age
After losing his parents Bruce was raised by Uncle Philip Wayne and caretaker Mrs. Chilton, Joe Chill's mother seeking redemption, until he's old enough to go training
The Bronze Age
Following his parents death Bruce was comforted by socialite Leslie Thompkins who he considers mother, Bruce became Dick's guardian at approximately age 20, Bruce age 28 fell in love with Talia, age 19, who Dick, age 18, hate, because Ra's shot and kidnap him from Hudson University as a test, Dick had a crush on Babsgirl but didn't go anywhere since she's 25, Catwoman's trying to go legit to impress Batman but jealous of Batgirl
The New Age
Bruce fell into the cave at age 4, raised by Alfred after his parents died at age 8, began traveling the world at age 13, return at age 25, allied himself with Harvey Dent and Lieutenant Jim Gordon, rescued his baby son, chased after Red Hood into a vat of acid, faced The Joker and Hugo Strange, worked together with Joe Chill to track down The Reaper, strapped himself with a bomb so Superman will work with him to capture Magpie since he doesn't trust him, and became 10 year old Dick Grayson's guardian after a court battle following his parents death the day he met 3 year old Tim Drake
The Dark Age
Same as before but he also faced The Monk, Hugo Strange and his Monster Men, broke up with red haired Julie Madison after she found out his identity and that he indirectly caused her father's death, faced Riddler, Penguin and Poison Ivy, worked together to capture woman-killer Catman, tracked down The Holiday Killer, lost Harvey Dent to Two-Face, became Dick's guardian
The Modern Age
Same as before but he has a childhood friend Tommy Elliot, strapped himself with a bomb to make Superman worked together with him but he found out immediately, Dick was 12 when he became his guardian, trained him for 6 months plus The Gauntlet, fired him when he disobeys, then rehired him
The Miller Continuity
Same as New Age but he was abusive towards Dick, age 12, which attracted the attention of the Justice League and Hal Jordan, who Dick almost killed, meanwhile Black Canary is horny for Batman, and Barbara became Batgirl age 15
The Morrison Age
Bruce was sent by Omega Sanction to prehistoric time and met Anthro The Caveman's family, starting the tribe of the Bat, time jumped to Puritan time and Blackbeard time, Thomas Hurt Wayne summoned Barbatos and became immortal, Kathy Webb married Martha Kane's brother and inherited his fortune after he died, Bruce arrived in the time after his parents died before jumping forward again, Batman's depressed life became colorful when he adopted Dick and he became Robin, but weirdly the villains started to become comedic too, black haired Julie broke up by letter because Bruce kept busy being a vigilante, Dr. Hurt monitored Batman's psyche
The Didio Age
Toddler Bruce lost his unborn baby brother in a car accident orchestrated by The Court of Owls, fell into the cave while testing a new Wayne Tech that ended up recording the cave interior and bat inhabitants, investigated The Court of Owls following his parents death, raised by Alfred, expelled from Gotham Academy, considering lobotomizing himself to escape his trauma, left Gotham after graduating high school, return at age 25, faced Red Hood Gang, at the same time Oliver Queen return from that island, The Riddler and Dr. Death, worked with Lieutenant Jim Gordon and Lucius Fox, met 10 year old Duke Thomas, avoided red head Julie Madison to commit on Gotham, Talia al Ghul tracked down The Untitled to Gotham and trained Jason Todd, adopted Dick Grayson, age 16, right from under The Court of Owls watch, went to Apokolips to rescue Superman, faced Darkseid, and formed the Justice League
The Rebirth Age
Bruce cut himself following his parents death before deciding to avenge their death, Jacob Kane blamed Thomas for his sister's death, Kate Kane was kidnapped and rescued, Gabi and Elizabeth died, Jacob was hired to track down The Court of Owls and The League of Shadows, 25 year old Bruce met Selina and Holly on the street, faced The Riddler's Zero Year, met Duke Thomas, adopted Dick Grayson, age 10-12, who was unknowingly groomed by The Court of Owls, captured The Cat on the boat with Dick, then moderated The War of Jokes and Riddles, causing Kite-Man's trauma
The Infinite Age
25 year old Bruce met Selina and Holly on the street, got stabbed, went home, and decided to become a Bat, later he adopted Dick Grayson, who was unknowingly groomed by The Court of Owls, who lost his parents because his father was protecting and fell in love with Tony Zucco's mail order bride, from which union born Melinda Zucco
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iny-jays · 1 year
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First Refsheet for Jayla. I find it a bit difficult to create a Ref for her because she changes a lot during the expansions, but I guess I'm trying.
But let me start with the basics:
Jayla Sunweaver
Species: Blood Elf/ Sin'dorei
Gender: Female
Height / Weight: 173cm / 58kg
Age: ~ 30 (Dragonflight)
Birthplace: Suncrown Village
Hometown: Various
Class: Hunter (Ranger)
Affiliation(s): The Henceforth (her own lil group of shinanigans)
Former Affiliation(s): Darkspear Tribe, Orgrimmar, Kingdom of Quel‘Thalas, Horde
Occupation: Consultant of the Horde Council, Leader of the Henceforth
Relative(s): Marlessia Sunweaver (Mother), Aristaleon & Sheena Sunweaver (Cousins), Liam Greymane, Arluin (former lovers), Kalecgos (mate)
English is not my first language. Grammar mistakes a lot I guess not sowwwwy
Before Warcraft 3
Her Mother Marlessia Sunweaver didn‘t wanted a baby, so she tried to abort her with all kind of magic. As this didn‘t worked out, she got so obsessed with the thought of getting rid of the child, she turned to a Demon for help. In return, she had to drink his blood. The Demon injected her with the blood, but that also didn‘t killed the baby. Marlessia just left Jayla to die, but the Demon, a Dreadlord, was interested on blood effects on an unborn child and saved her. Marlessias whereabouts are unknown until TBC where she served him. Jayla survived and got adopted from a bunch of Trolls nearby. As an effect from all the magic and the demon blood, Jayla was immune to the Blood elves thirst for magic.
Anyway, growing up with Trolls wasn‘t so easy. Since many of them have a lot of hate for the - back then - High Elves or Quel‘dorei. Living with the Amani Tribe was a horrible idea. One of the Jungle Trolls - Teshi - gave Jayla to Vol‘jin who took care of her. The elf grew up with Troll culture and Loa and also does believe in them. She learned to be a hunter since age ten. Her teacher was Ortezz, a really talented hunter of the watch.
The Third War
Jayla was only 14 as when she decided to go with Thrall, as the Darkspear tribe went to Kalimdor. She was young and didn‘t really thought of the consequences of the blight. Only when she saw the despair of the people, the elf wanted to help and joined the group at mount Hyjal. Her teacher wasn‘t really happy about this since she was just a kid. Because Horde and Alliance fought together she meet very many new people including Liam Greymane. He was also with one of his mentors, kind of rebelling his father. They doesn‘t really seem to like each other, but Liam ending up being Jaylas first kiss. They made a stupid bet where Liam offered a valuable family pendant and the elf to give him a kiss when she loses a target exercise. She won, but denied the pendant. Liam gave it to her anyways, and after all he got his kiss.
(After Liams death, Jayla returned the pendant to Genn as a peace offering. He still doesn‘t really like her, but they respect each other.)
Quel‘Thalas
At the end of the third war, Jayla stayed a while in Orgrimmar, but had the urge to learn more about her heritage. She soon travelled back to the Eastern Kingdoms, especially Quel‘Thalas, where she also meet some loosely relatives: Aristaleon and Sheena. The elves found her rather strange since she never lived with them and her more than obvious Zandali accent wasn‘t really helpful. She didn‘t belong neither to the Blood Elves nor the Trolls. Her times with the elves were one of the loneliest in her life. Even though it was a hard time for her, Jayla noticed how the others suffered from magic addiction, thus she offered her help to fight the Scourge. Lor‘themar denied because of her age, so she felt more and more useless.
Jayla was there when the dragons with Kalecgos arrived and kind of inviting them in, much to Lor‘themars discontentment. He was angry with the young elf since he didn‘t believed Kalecgos to be a true dragon, which was really weird to Jayla. She could feel the dragons magic distances away. Kalec later makes the assumption she holds some talent to feel different kinds of magic. Lor‘themar, however, finally took her more serious.
She had to be content with fighting the Scourge and Lor‘themar for some reason seems to doesn‘t care anymore, like with earning Kalecs trust, she had earned his as well. Soon after that event, Grand Magister Rommath came back to Quel‘Thalas with a bunch of other elves from the Outlands. They talked about Illidans teachings a lot. Jayla remembering the events of mount Hyjal, even when she wasn‘t there when "things" happened to the Night Elf, people love to talk about Illdian. She wasn‘t entirely sure what to make of the new behavior of the elves. However, she was certain that retake Eversong Woods and Silvermoon was the right choice, she helped fighting back the Scourge as much as she could. This is where she first meet Sylvanas Windrunner and since she was a great Ranger, she learned a lot from her talent in combat becoming her student for a while and visiting Undercity sometimes.
Jayla decided to leave after she discovers the elves started to get power from the imprisoned Naaru M‘uru.
World of Warcraft
On Jaylas way back to Orgrimmar she stopped by in Gilneas to visit Liam, her lover. She stayed for two Months, much do to despise of his father and most of the other humans. It was still quite a nice time. But after a dispute about the Forsaken joining the Horde, she left angrily and sad. Tragically they never saw each other again and after Liams death she was utterly shaken and didn‘t had a relationship in 7 Years.
Back in Orgrimmar the Horde grown a lot since she was there last time. She worked a lot, scouting the lands of Durotar for trash and items to sell. That‘s where she firstly met Ges Grimwood an Forsaken with an quite difficult character. He was rather curt and bitter. They both feeling a bid as outsiders and supported each other. She put in a good word to Vol‘jin, but Ges was not really happy about it, claiming he didn‘t need her help.
rest to follow, next: The Burning Crusade ~
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darklove9314-blog · 2 years
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Usually I use my platform to talk about books, but today it is the only social media I can use where my family can’t see what I’m talking about, so today I want to put everything out there. 
Yesterday the Supreme Court Justices voted to overturn Roe V Wade setting our country backwards by decades. Yesterday I took to my Facebook for the first time in months to see what all my friends/family were saying about it. 
I reposted one of my friends post that said that if you see Roe vs Wade as a victory to sincerely go fuck yourself/ a firm reminder that if anyone supports the Supreme Courts decision on this I will cut them out of my life and not consider them family to which my sister’s mother in law made two replies. 
One being that I should just agree to disagree with pro-lifers (Forced birthers because they only give a shit about a fetus and not the lives of women and children) because it’s not worth losing possible decades of friendship/ relationships and two that when a life is lost it’s nobody wins. She can say that about the unborn, but she doesn’t put that energy when it comes to the lives that are already here and are personally being affected. 
Now I’m used to pro-life arguments, I lived in a county that was heavily influenced by religion and have heard the “well they can just put the babies up for adoption” argument more times than I can count, so I knew my post would piss people off, the problem with this is that this is my sister’s mother in law. I can supply her with all the facts that I can manage, but I know that I will never change her mind because she is set in her ways despite the fact that my family has the same opinions that I do. Yesterday my sister and father made countless post about the overturning of Roe V Wade and my sister’s mother in law did not make a single comment on either of their post. Why? Because it’s easier for her to type on my post when I’m 2,000 miles away then to type on my sister and father’s post because they live in the same town she does. 
Now I’m used to defending myself, I’m used to being one of the few people in my family to bring up uncomfortable situations, so yesterday and this morning I did  not engage with my sister’s mother in law. because I wanted to know if my family would actually step in when they saw what she was saying to me, and not surprisingly their was crickets on my family’s end. They did not step in to try to educate my sister’s mother in law about the rights they are trying to fight for. They didn’t step in and ask her the question of why she was choosing to solely focus on me when they were all posting about it. No one in my family stepped in, because I have always been the one in my family to say what needed to be said and to not give a shit about what others including family have thought of me. I am the only person in my family to cut out specific members of my family because they were not good for my mental health and well being and I am tired. I am tired of being the only person in my family to try and break out of the cycle. I’m tired of being the only one in my family to speak out when things get hard (In person. On social media it seem like they have no problem) and I’m tired of educating my family on things they should already know. I’m the youngest. I’m the baby in the family. but I was the first one to take a look at all my family overall and see how many of them actually had abhorrent views. A lot of my family didn’t start talking about these kind of issues until they saw me doing it. Until they saw my courage and saw that I was not afraid to speak my mind, but at a time where I need them to stand up and put what they’ve learned to use...they’re choosing to only do so when it’s people they don’t have to deal with in their day to day life. 
For now I am done. I’m exhausted. I told my own mother about this and her response was to say that sometimes people have different opinions and perhaps she didn’t mean it the way it sounded, but when my rights as a woman are being threatened. there is no room for misinterpretation. I honestly don’t know where to go from here. I cried for hours yesterday to my husband yesterday because I’m just so exhausted telling the members of my family that if they actually want change they have to work for it.  
Now I know this sounds like I’m giving up, but I am not. I will shake off this exhaustion and continue to fight for what I believe in because fighting for what’s right is never easy. Sometimes fighting for what’s right is very fucking hard and sometimes you’ll need to go against your own blood to do it. But I promise you that it can also be the best thing you’ve ever done in your life. So fight for what you believe in, even if you have to go at it alone. 
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briamichellewrites · 3 months
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Bria discovered through paperwork that her mother was diagnosed with Borderline Schizophrenia, a dual diagnosis. Her mental health records showed a history of childhood abuse by her alcoholic father. He was physically and mentally abusive. Her mother? She refused to leave him. They grew up in poverty because her father couldn’t keep a job, due to his drinking. He was a World War Two veteran, who was suspected of having Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder.
They walked on eggshells when he was home because they never knew what would set him off. She finally escaped the abuse when she turned eighteen. By then, she had started using drugs to treat her trauma. She became addicted to crack cocaine the first time she tried it.
She didn’t know that it was bad for her unborn baby. The drug caused her to lose touch with reality. She heard voices and she talked about seeing shadow people. When she met her father, she was already deep into her addiction. She was twenty years old and he was fifty. He took her in and they used drugs together. While he was high, he physically and sexually abused her.
She didn’t know she was pregnant until she went into labor. Bria felt compassion and empathy for her because of what she had gone through. She was repeatedly abused and neglected. After giving birth, Bria was taken by the police and tested for drugs. She tested positive for crack cocaine. The first month of her life, she went through withdrawal symptoms in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit. She had vomiting, diarrhea, high-pitched cries, and seizures.
She was given medication to help her tiny body. The nurses cared for her around the clock. They talked softly to her while she lay in her incubator. At the time, the doctors didn’t know what the long-term effects would be for her. They suspected she would be developmentally disabled and would need to be special care for the rest of her life.
That turned out to be completely wrong. The only effects she had were her hyperactivity and inability to pay attention. They were why her adoptive parents put her into boarding school. They hoped it would be more structured than a regular school system. She was grateful to her parents for adopting her and giving her a better chance at life. They had broken the cycle of abuse by taking her out of that situation. Because of her parents’ addictions, she considered not drinking alcohol.
Not even after turning twenty-one. Phoenix told her about his alcoholism and she didn’t want that to be her. Mike and Brad thought that was a great decision! She had the genetics for addiction. They heard from her what she learned about her parents. Possibly the only people who didn’t abuse her were her foster families. Was she the product of the sexual abuse? It was possible.
Even if it wasn’t her choice, her mother had done the most selfless thing she could ever do. That was to give her a better chance at life.
Phoenix got back in touch with an old friend from high school, Linsey Braeunig. She showed up to one of his shows and he invited her backstage to hang out after. They had lost touch after graduation. The last she saw him, he was dating his now ex-boyfriend, Kyle. He was not a good influence on him because he enabled his drinking. She tried to help him but then, they went off to college.
She was thrilled to hear he was sober and was in a great relationship. What was his name? Her name was Bria. She was a friend of his other band. He was dating a girl? Yeah. He fell in love with her the first time he saw her. She should meet her because he thought they would get along. For the first time, he was with someone who kept him accountable and didn’t give in to his BS. How long have they been together? About a year.
She was so happy to see him healthy. They promised to keep in touch more often. If he had a picture of Bria, he would keep it with him. She was so beautiful, he wanted to show her off. He missed her and he wished she was there with him. His band members drank alcohol during their downtime, but he refused. If he drank, they would all get on him because they knew about his addiction.
He should get a sponsor to help keep him sober. Maybe. He would look into it when he got home. Tasty Snax was playing the Christian festival circuit. It gave him a taste of what being on the road was like. It was late nights and early mornings. He had to be on his toes because they were all over the place. They went from hotel room to hotel room. He met fans and signed autographs; did interviews and played shows. Sometimes he slept on the road.
He couldn’t do it forever. His other bandmates needed him. If he could clone himself, he would be with both bands at the same time, while also being home with his girlfriend. Would he go back to Christian music? He didn’t know. Maybe in the future. It depended on where his career went with Linkin Park. It could be a complete success or they could be on a dead end going nowhere.
He wanted them to be successful because they were working their ass off! They had come too far to quit. Bria wouldn’t let them quit. She would keep encouraging them and cheering them on. That was why they loved her. During a phone call with her, he heard how Big Bad Brad Delson had talked her into doing pop music for one album. Why? She didn’t want to be a pop singer. He thought it would get the label off their backs for a while.
When they formed their own label, he promised her she would have as much creative freedom as she wanted. It all started because she showed them a video of her dancing while in school. It was Rob who suggested it, but Brad was the one who talked her into it. He could be very persuasive. That made him laugh. They didn’t call him Big Bad Brad for nothing.
He told her about running into his high school friend, Linsey. They talked for a while about what he was doing and he mentioned her. She wanted to meet her sometime.
“Yeah, that sounds awesome. Just let me know when and where.”
She wasn’t jealous? Every boyfriend he had was jealous whenever he mentioned hanging out with someone else. No, she wasn’t. She was happy for him! He didn’t know if he should cry because he finally had the perfect girlfriend or thank her. How did he get so lucky? Instead, he laughed and said he would. When they hung up, he seriously thought about what happened to him. Was he abused? He decided to talk to his pastor when he got home.
Maybe he would also talk to Brad. He would have a better memory of what happened.
Meow! Woody was having fun annoying Mike and his girlfriend, Anna. He brought her over to meet Bria when he decided to make his presence known. After jumping up on his lap, he sat down. Pay attention to me, human! They laughed because he was not a cat person. He liked cats, but he preferred dogs. Could he pick him up or would he scratch him? He could pick him up. Woody grumbled when he was put on the couch beside him.
He got up and walked right back over to him before sitting down again. Anna joked about how he had chosen him. He wanted to make him into a cat lover. Bria got up and gently grabbed him. She told him she loved him, but he needed to leave her friends alone. Anna thought she was adorable. She could see why her boyfriend liked her.
She was personable and outgoing. Did she just like cats? No, she loved all animals. In the future, she wanted to have a farm out in the middle of nowhere Los Angeles. She would have as many animals as the city allowed her to have. They would be cats, dogs, fish, rabbits, horses, birds… Whatever animals she found, she would adopt. Maybe even lizards and snakes. When would she do that? Maybe when she was forty. She could see herself retiring from music at that age.
Why forty? She just thought she would be tired from recording and touring and would want to just stay home. It just depended upon where she was in her life and career. If she had children, she would want to stay home with them. They could see that. Woody climbed up on the chair and made himself comfortable. He yawned before curling up in a ball and falling asleep.
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thelovelysimz · 7 months
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Diarna's Life - New Series by lovelysimz
"This is based off a story I seen"
So once upon a time there was a girl name Diarna. She was the daughter of a very rich wealthy family… However due to a poor investment the family was on the verge of losing their fortune, her father decided to try and marry Diarna off to a very weathy man who was a egotistical, horrible man. Diarna was also not your stereotypical rich woman. She was "overweight" and not attractive in the eyes of her soon to be husband. Diarna was however hiding a secret that would change alot. She was pregnant to a man she had been seeing in secret. She knew if she told she wouldn't be able to marry this wealthy man and was then to be forced to give the baby up. So she hid it for as long as she could. By the 8th month her family found out as she was getting bigger and bigger. Her father was disgusted with this and asked for her to have it removed but by law that was not acceptable and she would have to deliver the baby. Her soon to be husband was disgusted also and didn't want to continue with the wedding but after speaking in private with the father who had blackmailed the fiance they decided the wedding would go ahead on the condition she gives the child up for adoption she was never to have spoken about it. Diarna protested and said to her father is money really worth your unborn grandchilds life! HOW COULD YOU!
TO BE CONTINUED…
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creative-person-1944 · 8 months
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Abortions Debate Pt 2: Are They Really Murder?
Murder (Noun) The unlawful killing of another human being by another
So firstly, is a fetus a human in the womb? Some might say that life starts at conception, but I disagree. I, personally, think that life starts only once the baby is born and has actually taken a breath. A fetus cannot survive outside of the womb up until a certain point. That point is 6 somewhere in between 6 - 7 months. At that point, an abortion could potentially be illegal. That’s just a way of appeasing the pro lifers, to try and please everyone.
When you think about it, at its core, a fetus/embryo (Or a zygote for biological terms at conception) is basically just a clump of cells undergoing a reaction and evolving. The cells start off as one which goes through mitosis to create two, and then that creates, four, and so on, until they differentiate. One could argue that all animals do that, but it doesn’t make sense. When a fetus does it, it is growing new parts. When we do it, we’re simply healing and generating new cells. There’s a difference. A fetus cannot feel pain, does not have an opinion, and does not have any thought processes.
When it’s conceived, and when it’s developing, a fetus could technically be considered a part of the mother. It’s using nutrients from her body, using her body as a host, and so on. Even after birth it still uses her body (Breastmilk).
Religion’s Role
Compare two countries that use religion a lot. Christianity (USA) and Islam (UAE). In Christianity, no matter the circumstance, be it a woman’s life is in danger, or the fetus will be born with fatal deformities, an abortion is murder. However in Islamic countries (UAE for example), an abortion is justified if the mother’s life is endangered by the pregnancy or if the fetus will be born with fatal deformities. When you look at the religious aspect of things, you can’t just look at one. You have to look at multiple. 
How Can A Fetus Possibly Consent?
A fetus can’t. A fetus can’t consent, but you’ve also got to consider that at the same time, it can’t ask for anything. If we’re bringing consent into this, then wouldn’t a fetus need to consent to the mother taking vitamin supplements? Vitamin supplements can affect the fetus’s development. So can alcohol and smoking. Doesn’t the fetus need to consent to the mother drinking and smoking too? How does it possibly make sense?
What About Adoption?
Adoption is not a solution. There are thousands of children in foster care, and 25% - 40% of them are abused. If a woman got an abortion instead of condemning a child to a life of foster care where they’re more likely to be abused than adopted, which one is more morally correct? In 2019, only 26% of children in foster care were adopted, and that number has been steadily decreasing, with the abuse rates increasing. Not to mention, studies show that youth in foster care are two and a half times more likely to contemplate suicide than youth not in foster care. If abortion is murder, if it does take a life, all it does is speed up the process. If a woman gives birth to a child and puts them up for foster care, only for them to kill themselves 10 -15 years later, thinking that they’re unloved, what’s the difference? You’re still condemning them to death. So pro lifers need to ask, which is better? Foster care or abortion? 
Whose Choice Is It Really? The Fetus’s Or The Mother?
We need to ask, why is it that an unborn human being has more rights than a human being with family, friends, a job, people they love, etc.? Why does bodily autonomy apply for one person instead of both? In the end, who is more affected? If the fetus is aborted, what does it lose? Emotionally? The fetus has no friends, no emotional connections, etc. The mother on the other hand has everything to lose. If she can’t financially support a child, what happens? She could end up on the streets. What about emotional support? The child will end up with a distant parent. In the end, the topic of abortions affects the women more than the fetus. 
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Name: Sikes
faceclaim: Lauren LaVera
age: 28 (thread dependent)
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/They
Relationships: Questioning
Occupation: Odd jobs, bounties & monster hunting, vigilantism
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Likes: Sleeping, eating, artwork, costume-making
Dislikes: People who act without reason,
Positive traits: Brave, Bold, Independent
Negative traits: Dogged, Risk-taking, Unpredictable
Backstory:
Sikes. That's the only name she's ever known and it started by being cast as the villain in a lame-o middle school production of Oliver Twist for the stage.
She was just a kid from the streets, one day sneaking into the cafeteria to cop some food at the behest of her anguished stomach. No one knew where she came from, who her parents where, and it was days until anybody asked.
Sikes lived at the school for months, eventually moving in with and being adopted by one of her teachers and his wife; unlike most of the other teachers, Mr. Larroquette saw past Sikes' rough edges and found a brilliance he'd known in no other student during more than a decade's worth of placid pedagoguery.
Fast forward three years. Mrs. Larroquette was pregnant with a baby boy, and Mr. Larroquette was late for their daughter's thirteenth birthday. After waiting up for several hours, Sikes decided to call off the celebrations... Seeing the disappointment on Sikes' face, and knowing her husband had the family's only car, mother volunteered to take a walk to the store for milk and muffins. Eventually dad would show up, toting the cake with candles that he was supposed to have stopped off for at the bakery. Or so they thought.
Newly teenaged Sikes fell asleep to the sound of the TV, waking when she heard her mother return.
The curly-headed vibrant woman she knew and loved was a pale shadow of her former self, clinging to life, her burgeoning stomach cut wide and brutally emptied of its unborn child.
With the help of three neighbours, Sikes and her mother made it to the hospital, and Mrs. Larroquette's life was spared... The same could not be said for Mr. Larroquette.
News of the beloved teacher's death soon spread throughout the community, inspiring search parties and fundraisers spanning the country. Sikes gave up the hope of ever seeing her father again, and it was just after her sixteenth birthday that she started displaying signs of multiple personalities...
The doctors chalked it up to the trauma of almost losing her mother, as well as actually losing her father, and the brother she never had the chance to meet.
Her mother, on the other hand, was not entirely convinced. After all, no one knew what had happened to Sikes during her ten years of life before Singleton School. That said, Mrs. Larroquette did not give up on loving her daughter and, tragically, that devotion would last until her untimely death at age 45. The obituary said simply: Accidental. But Sikes knew the real reason for her mother's death, and that was the phantom pains located at the womb, or, the site of the youngest Larroquette's murder. The pain, both physical and mental, including that of her husband's disappearance, drove Mrs. Larroquette to a very deliberate suicide.
Now 28, Sikes is once more living the life of a vagabond, feeling more related to her literary namesake than ever before.
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yourmidnightlover · 3 years
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all my fault
Request: spencer and y/n are married, and they’ve been trying to have kids, and then she finds out she’s pregnant. a few weeks into the pregnancy, she has a miscarriage, and at the hospital the doctor said it’s bc she had an abortion as a teenager, and it fucked up her it yet us. spencer didn’t know she had an abortion, and blames her for the death of the baby, and they end up sleeping separately for a while and they have to grieve by themselves. spencer ends up talking to emily about it bc of her experience and it has a comforting ending!
Summary: when reader has a miscarriage after trying to have a baby with spencer, and things about her past are revealed and leaves things rocky within their relationship.
CW: miscarriage, pregnancy, mention of abortion, spencer’s rly harsh at first, teenage pregnancy, mentions of surgery, a cervix condition that i kinda made up, depressive thoughts, negative self-worth, HAPPY ENDING. *please let me know if i’ve missed anything*
A/N: i’ve been working on coming up with a series, which i posted last thursday! i’m sorry i haven’t been as consistent with my schedule, this summer has really taken a toll on my mental health and school is about to start back up. i promise i’m not quitting writing, but my writing might become a bit more sporadic in terms of my posting schedule. i’m still not sure if i like how i’ve executed this piece, so please let me know what you think!
IMPORTANT A/N: this contains serious topics centered around pregnancy and abortion. reader end up blaming herself and it is a very triggering subject to some. if you aren’t comfortable with those kinds of depressive thoughts PLEASE DONT READ. i don’t want anyone to be triggered by my writing. your mental health matters. you matter. do not read if your sensitive to the subject matter, please!
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when you and spencer checked the third pregnancy test and saw those two, very clear lines on the stick, you felt an unbelievable amount of joy.
“oh my god,” you clamped your hand over your mouth, your eyes welling with tears.
“y/n…” he held his breath, holding your free hand with both of his own.
“you’re gonna be a dad,” you huffed out a laugh as his arms flew around you.
“and you’re gonna be a mom! we’re gonna have our own little family,” he cheered as he breathed in your scent, elated from the news he had hoped for since you said ‘i do.’
spencer had wanted to be a father since he met henry, you remember how attached he was to the child who wasn’t even his own. you hadn’t always wanted children, only when you were absolutely ready for them. now, you were more than ready.
your arms flew around spencer’s neck as his went around your waist. he dropped to his knees and began pressing kisses against a bump that wasn’t even visible yet, praising you and your body for carrying his child.
because it was so hard for you to get pregnant, spencer decided to baby you every chance he got. you didn’t do the dishes or sweep, you weren’t allowed to reach for high shelves or even step on a chair to do so. he was worried about you and the baby, so you let him. you found it endearing.
the perfect man that you married was so worried about the little bean inside of you, worried for your safety, that it drove him a bit mad. who were you to complain? each time he’d do one of the new little quirks like not letting you lift anything above 10 pounds, you just smiled to yourself and brushed it off.
being pregnant was something that you had lost hope for, in all honesty. spencer had been talking to a few friends who had adopted children prior to finding out you were pregnant. if this hadn’t worked out, the two of you were going to look into adoption.
spencer had planned your doctors appointment for 6 weeks after your last period. the appointment was in three days. and then the perfect outline you had for your future went down in crumbles.
you had been having pains in your lower abdomen, and you figured it was just because you were pregnant. you went to the bathroom like you normally would when you felt queasy, kneeling by the toilet in preparation for what was to come. only nothing came.
you decided to just go pee and get back to bed. there was a pain that wasn’t like you’d felt before when you were peeing, like someone had been pulling your intestines out of your body. when you looked down, you felt your stomach drop.
“spencer!” you cried out. “spencer, hurry!” you felt tears well in your eyes until he ran up beside you. his hand was on your thigh as the other one was trying to steady your shaking hand.
“what is… oh,” he looked in the toilet to see blood inside of it.
“spencer… what happened? i don’t know what happened. everything was doing so well and the baby-we just found out and now they’re-wh-what’s gonna happen?” you rambled out, unsure of how something this horrific happened so quickly.
“i-i don’t know, my love,” he pressed a kiss to your forehead. “i don’t know. but we’ll go to the hospital right now, okay? we’ll get answers.”
you just nodded. you couldn’t speak anymore. you felt your throat closing in on yourself. you cleaned yourself up and got dressed. even looking in the mirror with spencer’s arms around you, you didn’t feel anything but guilt and worry.
spencer’s touch would usually be something to ease your mind and take away the thoughts of everything else around you. only this was something wrong inside of you. you were the problem this time. and you didn’t think anything could fix this feeling.
“let’s get to the hospital, yea?” you nodded as he held onto your hand, trying to ground you to himself as he guided you to the car.
you were silent the entire drive to the doctor. there was nothing to say. there was nothing to do. there was just… nothing. you were numb.
“hey,” he spoke up, “we don’t know what happened yet. there’s a chance it’s just a fluke, right? the baby might be okay.”
“what’re the statistics, spencer? tell them to me,” you ordered as tears flowed from your eyes.
“y/n…”
“tell me! why don’t you want me to know?!” you accused him, looking over at the man driving as he but his lower lip. “1 in 4 women who experience bleeding during a pregnancy are fine. 25 percent. the other 75 percent of people have either a miscarriage or serious complications. those are the statistics.”
“y/n…” he sighed, “it’s not your fault. you didn’t want this to happen. besides, there’s still a 25 percent chance that nothings wrong.”
“whatever,” you rolled your eyes and opted to look out of the window for the remainder of the drive to the hospital.
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“alright,” the doctor entered the room. “we have the results from the test and we’ve examined the ultrasound pictures. i’m so sorry, but you’ve had a miscarriage.”
what were you supposed to feel? an overwhelming sense of sorrow? like a failure? like the one thing you wanted most in the world fell through?
“how-how did this happen?” you spoke through the tears. “we were so-we were careful. i didn’t lift heavy objects, i didn’t do repetitive motions, i just… we tried so hard to make this work,” you shook your head in disapproval, as if you wouldn’t accept the answer that had already been proven to you.
“there’s proof of an abortion when you were a teenager. there was severe damage done to your cervix that wasn’t assessed pre-pregnancy. now, we can repair the damage within the next two months, but it will still be difficult to become pregnant after the surgery,” the female informed you.
“then what’s the point of getting the surgery?” you scoffed, looking at spencer who was just staring off in space.
“while getting pregnant will still be difficult, maintaining the pregnancy is much more likely. the fetus would be more protected and secure after the surgery,” she explained with a pitiful smile, you couldn’t help but wonder how she could smile after giving you the worst news of your life.
“right,” you nodded curtly, allowing her to sense the mood of the conversation.
“i’ll leave you two be. i’m so sorry for your loss,” she gave the both of you a pitiful smile before exiting the room, the only sound audible being the closing of the door.
it didn’t feel real. it felt as though you were in a nightmare. only this time, you wouldn’t wake in spencer’s comforting arms. you wouldn’t hear the soft soothing voice of the man you love trying to calm you down. you wouldn’t feel the solace he would provide by merely being himself in your proximity.
the drive home was eerily quiet. there was an inkling of animosity between you. looking over at spencer in the driver’s seat, he had a dead look on his face, the only sign of previous emotion being his red-rimmed eyes and tear-stained cheeks. he didn’t even look like your spencer. he looked like a stranger in the drivers seat with a cold expression that you could barely read.
you knew this was something you should talk about. when the nurse came back in the room it was only to offer a few referrals go therapists that specialized in this kind of grief. clearly, any couple should talk about losing an unborn baby. but you knew that’s not what spencer was truly upset about.
you waited until you shut the door to your apartment before saying anything.
“maybe we should talk about it?” you whispered, not knowing how he’d react.
“about what? the fact that you’ve lied to me for our entire relationship?!” he wouldn’t even turn around to face you. “i thought we were in this together, y/n. we aren’t supposed to keep secrets from each other - especially not any that just killed our child!”
“hey…” you winced at his words. “why would you say that?”
“that’s the truth! your choices when you were a teenager just killed our child! my child!” he finally turned to face you, and you wished he hadn’t.
“do you think i knew they would botch my abortion, spencer?! do you think that’s what i wanted?!” you stepped closer to him, he sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
“i don’t know what you want anymore, y/n,” he shook his head, clearly exasperated.
“i want you. i want to get the surgery to fix my cervix. i want to grieve our child. i still want kids… with you, spencer,” you tried to ease the mood, calm him down. you reached your hand out to cup his cheek before he dodged your touch, afraid of touching you. “but you don’t want that?” you whispered so quiet, too afraid of the answer to raise your voice.
“i-“ he sighed and bit his lower lip. “i don’t know.”
“right. of course you don’t,” you shook your head before sitting on the couch, dropping your face in your hands.
“what’s that supposed to mean?” he scoffed as he took off his coat.
“it means that: of course, you’re making this about you! it can’t be about us grieving our loss together like the doctor recommended?!” you peeked between your hands at the man you still didn’t recognize.
“maybe we shouldn’t grieve together since we can’t even have a conversation without getting angry at one another,” he tried to reason.
“the only reason i’m getting mad is because you’re blaming me for my baby’s death,” you spat back at the doctor before you.
“because it’s your fault!” he stood strong in his belief. “when you were a teenager, did you or did you not have an abortion?”
“i did,” you admitted.
“and the nurse said that in said abortion, they screwed your cervix up! if you didn’t have that abortion, our child would still be alive! we would be on our way to become happy parents!” he accused, rubbing salt in the already stinging wound. “it’s your fucking fault!”
“stop saying that,” you shook your head and dropped it back in your hands, trying to hide the tears that began to flow down your face.
“it is, y/n! i can’t believe you’re even trying to say this isn’t!” he chuckled, clearly getting under your skin.
“shut up, spencer!”
“i can’t, y/n!” he sat in the chair across from you before standing back up, too hyper to sit. “no wonder it was so hard for you to get pregnant.”
“spencer,” you begged him to stop, meeting his face with your teary eyes.
“y/n,” he stared you in the eyes, and you saw a glimpse of the man you loved for a second before he retreated to the bedroom.
you sat on the couch in confusion of what had just occurred.
when you were 15, you’re boyfriend was adamant about taking your relationship “to the next step.” you didn’t think you were ready to have sex, but you wanted him to stay with you. so, you gave in. it just so happened to be that you were one of the lucky girls that ends up getting pregnant her first time in spite of birth control and a condom. you couldn’t tell your mom about your pregnancy, she’d have your head on a pole.
so, you earned enough money from your job to get an abortion yourself. you went to a clinic and had your boyfriend’s mom come with you to sign as your guardian. was it smart to get an abortion that cheap? probably not. but you had no other choice. your mom had made it abundantly clear that if she caught you fooling around with him that she’d kick you out.
you were 15. you were young and still had to finish high school. there was no support system for you. you would’ve been on the streets with a little baby - not to mention the amount of debt you’d go into for just giving birth to a child in a hospital. it was the only choice.
and now you were being berated for making the only choice you even had - and by the person you loved most in the world.
you curled into yourself on the couch, laying your head on the arm and crying into the fabric. you released all of the tension and turmoil. you held onto the cushions as if it were the man that you wanted - no, needed to comfort you. because as much as you’d hate to admit it and try to fight those thoughts, part of you thought that spencer was right. it was your fault.
you fell asleep on the couch that night. you didn’t have the strength to get up to grab a blanket so you just sucked it up.
spencer didn’t sleep at all. he was used to having you curled into his chest, or himself on yours. he felt terrible about how he had talked to you, but he was too stubborn to admit anything just yet.
in the middle of the night he went out of the room to grab a glass of water. he saw you curled up in a ball, you head resting on the arm of the couch as you slept. it was the most peaceful you looked in the past 24 hours. but you began shivering as you slept. you were probably too exhausted to get up to do anything.
he went to the hall closet on a detour and grabbed your favorite, soft blanket and laid it on top of your body. after placing a soft kiss on your forehead, he went into the kitchen and made his glass of water before taking one more glance at you. you had snuggled into the blanket, pulling it up to your chin with a gentle smile that always appeared when he kissed your forehead as you slept.
maybe he didn’t screw up too badly, after all.
the next few days were spent avoiding one another. spencer couldn’t face you after knowing you had kept something so dire from him for the entirety of your relationship. you couldn’t face him after he made you feel as though it was your fault you lost your baby.
you would stay on the couch all day, barely eating or drinking anything while spencer would go out - only mentioning the library or the office to do more paperwork. eventually he just started sleeping at morgan’s house - probably because he couldn’t stand being around you.
you didn’t know how to grieve your baby, you were hoping that spencer might help, but that clearly won’t be happening. on top of that, you were worrying about your marriage. he couldn’t even look at you, how was he supposed to talk to you and sleep beside you?
a lot of times, it’s perceived that the only reason women were put on this planet were to have children - of course that’s a false notion, but it didn’t make it sting any less. your body had betrayed you. you had betrayed yourself.
it was only 12 days after spencer left when he came back home, if he could call it that anymore. once he walked into the living room, he saw you curled up in that same position on the couch. you had a blank stare that was directed towards the black tv. the only evidence that you were doing something was the empty water bottles surrounding you - certainly not enough considering he’d been gone for over a week.
when he entered you didn’t even flinch. your gaze stayed on the empty screen and your face remained vacant of any emotion.
in all honesty, morgan was the one to tell spencer he should check on you. spencer hadn’t told him everything about your argument, he knew he was in the wrong. but he was just so angry. regardless, he was here now, and it’s a good thing he was.
you hadn’t been taking care of yourself. spencer had morgan and savannah checking on him, but you had nobody. he only realized this when morgan pointed it out. and as upset as he was, spencer would always love you. your expressionless face only worried him more. your clothes had been changed from when he last saw you, but he doubts you’ve had a shower.
he stayed silent as he began picking up the empty water bottles from around the table and couch. you looked at him quizzically with furrowed brows.
“what’re you doing?” you asked, your chin already quivering as tears threatened to stream down your face.
“i’m trying to help,” he whispered as sensitively as he could, making eye contact with the most pitiful face you’d ever seen.
“i think you’ve helped enough,” you rolled your eyes before resuming your serious stare-down with the television. “you can leave.”
“no, i can’t,” he replied, sitting down on the opposite end of the couch while being sure not to touch you - he didn’t know if you were ready for that.
“you already did,” you brought to his attention, briefly looking at him. “just go.”
“y/n, i-“
“i don’t want to hear it! what’re you gonna say that could make me feel worse, spencer?!” you let the tears fall past your waterline. “i know it’s my fault. i know i screwed up! and i’m sorry! i’m so sorry!” you replied with far too much sincerity, the tears streaming down your face before he scooted closer to you, planning on wrapping his arms around you. “stop! don’t come near me!” you pushed his shoulders away. “it’s my fault,” you lowered your voice significantly before wrapping your arms around yourself.
he had called emily as soon as he got back into the bedroom. he knew she had previously had an abortion when she was a teenager, and he just needed to hear her side of it. part of him didn’t even expect her to pick up the phone.
“reid, what’s wrong?” she immediately answered.
“i-i think i need to talk to you,” he whispered in a hushed tone.
“right now?” she asked in a mildly concerned tone.
“if you can? the sooner the better,” he answered honestly.
“alright. you want to meet somewhere or just come over?”
“can i just come over? it’s really personal and i wasn’t sure who else to go to,” he began tying his shoes and hoping she’d agree.
“of course, come on over,” she replied in a worried voice.
“ok. i’ll be there in twenty.”
he quietly left the apartment, not before sparing you a regretful glance. he lost his child, but you also lost your child as well. he just couldn’t control his anger. and partially, he thought he was right.
how could you not have told him about something so serious? the second you had began having issues getting pregnant, maybe you should’ve been open about previous pregnancies.
“hey,” emily greeted before giving him a hug after seeing his teary eyes. “come inside.”
“thanks,” he sniffled before stepping into her apartment.
she guided him into her living room and sat down on the couch beside him. they sat there for a few silent minutes before he was able to work up enough courage.
“y/n was pregnant,” he whispered, barely audible if she weren’t right beside him.
“was,” she pointed out, already feeling as though she knew the rest of the story.
“she uhm-she miscarried two weeks ago,” he somberly admitted for the first time to someone else. “the doctor said it was because she had an abortion when she was a teenager that somehow ruined her cervix.”
“and that’s why you felt like you needed to talk to me?” she gathered, she was a great profiler for a reason but this was far more obvious.
“i was pretty harsh. i-i told her it was her fault,” he bit his lower lip as he grimaced. “i really rubbed it in, too.”
“spencer… “ she sighed, taking a deep breath before continuing. “you’re mourning a life, right now. obviously, that would raise tensions and emotions would be heightened. but… have you apologized? for telling her it was her fault?”
“no?” he replied after thinking about it. “i was going to do that today but she’s… she’s not in good shape. i’m not saying she needs to be perfect, but while i was at derek’s i can tell she didn’t take care of herself. she barely drank any water.”
“did you ask her why she had an abortion? why she didn’t tell you? did you ask her anything about how she’s feeling?” emily asked once more.
“no,” he cowered down, feeling even worse about the truthful answer. “i was just… selfish. i didn’t think about how she’s feeling. i just-i feel so bad now, seeing what state she’s in.”
“when i got an abortion it was because i wasn’t ready for a child,” she began to inform him. “i was a child, myself. how was a child supposed to take care of another one? my mother would’ve been disgraced. i basically had nobody there for me. i kept it a secret because having an abortion is so controversial. i knew people would look at me differently for making a responsible decision for my future.”
“god, i feel so bad,” he began to tear up himself. “i love her so much and i told her these horrible things.”
“make it right, spencer,” she gave him a supportive smile and pat his thigh before he stood up.
“i-i have to go,” he wiped the tears from his face before giving emily a hug, grateful she would listen to him at such an ungodly hour.
he quickly drove back home, where he decidedly belonged in the first place. he never should’ve left home. he never should’ve left you. you were his home, and he didn’t know how he could possibly lose sight of that.
“y/n,” he cooed as he entered the apartment once more. it was noticeably a bit more clean. the trash was taken out, the dishes were done, and your hair was wet from a shower - he assumed. “hey,” he smiled when he saw you sitting on the bed, cheeks still red and tear-stained with red, puffy eyes.
“hi,” you sighed as you brushed your hair, spencer sat down beside you.
“how’re you feeling?” you shrugged. “i need to apologize to you,” he admitted, placing a hand on your thigh. “i’m so, so sorry for what i said. telling you that it’s your fault that we lost our child… i-there’s no excuse. i was clearly upset, but so were you. what i said was so out of line, and i’ll never be able to express how sorry i am to you.”
“you’re right,” you shrugged. “it was my fault.”
“no,” he rubbed his thumb on your skin. “it was not your fault. i’m so sorry i made you believe that.”
“when i was 15 my boyfriend at the time pressured me to have sex. we used a condom and i was in birth control but i still-i still ended up pregnant,” you began, taking a deep breath before continuing. “i couldn’t tell my mom because she would’ve kicked me out, so i saved up some money and had his mom take me to a cheap clinic. she signed as my mom and i got the procedure done. that was the end of it,” you finished tears streaming down your face. “a few weeks after the procedure i started having pains in like my lower back, but i didn’t think anything of it. so… it is my fault. i shouldn’t have gone to a cheap clinic, but i couldn’t live on the streets with a baby and no way to clothe or feed them.”
“y/n,” he got your attention, wiping the tears from your cheeks. “you were a teenager who had no other choice, love. it’s not your fault, it’s the clinic’s.”
“i just… it hurts so bad, spencer,” you shook your head in defeat before he wrapped his arms around you. “not even just emotionally, my body physically hurts so bad. i don’t know what to do and i thought i lost you and i didn’t know what i would do without you because i didn’t think you loved me anymore because it’s my fault,” you ranted out, sobbing into his shoulder before he moved the two of you around the bed to lay down, you on his chest.
“i’m so sorry you had to go through that, and that you’re still dealing with the repercussions,” he pressed a kiss to your forehead. “but know that i’m not leaving you. i love you and nothing will ever change that.”
“there’s nothing we can do now,” you whined, clutching to his shirt as if he’d disappear once more.
“we can go to the recommended therapy. we can get that surgery to fix your cervix,” he reminded you, rubbing circles onto your back as you sniffled. “then, if you’d like, we could try again for a baby.”
“so you still want to be with me?” you whispered by his ear, clearly worried of the answer.
“of course i do,” he said as if there were no other option; there wasn’t. “i’m so, so sorry, love.”
“the reason i didn’t tell you is because,” you sighed as you shuffled on top of spencer, now sitting on his lap and facing him. “because there’s this stigma that comes with having an abortion - and i didn’t know how you’d react. i also didn’t know it didn’t go well in the first place, but that’s a different story,” you chuckled. “i’m sorry. i should’ve told you about something so serious.”
“you don’t have to apologize,” he brushed a strand of hair from your face. “that was from your past. this is our future, we shouldn’t get caught up on it and allow it to ruin this.”
you nodded, “you’re right. are-are you staying here, now? or are you going back to derek’s?” there was an obvious look of hope in your eye that spencer never planned on squashing.
“i’m staying here,” he smiled. “home. you’re my home.”
“you’re so cheesy,” you rolled your eyes as a laugh left your lips.
“i’ve missed your smile,” he pressed a kiss to those very lips, your smile not going away but growing even bigger.
“i’ve missed you,” you pointed at his chest. “please don’t leave again.”
“i won’t. ever again,” you held your pinky out, he smiled and wrapped his own around it. “i’m so sorry.”
“we’ll work at it,” you sighed. “we’ll build back the trust and fix my stupid cervix and then maybe try again for a baby.”
over the next few months spencer and you had been going to therapy once a week, mourning the loss of your baby and working through your other issues.
five months after you found out about the miscarriage, you had the surgery to fix your cervix.
one year after you fixed your cervix you and spencer began talking about having a child. you were extremely nervous, rightfully so. you voiced your concerns to spencer about what if the surgery didn’t work? what if your cervix wasn’t the only issue? and he replied by reminding you that you would both take this one step at a time.
seven months after having the conversation with spencer about having children, a miracle had caught up to you.
you were pregnant.
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animeyanderelover · 3 years
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Could I request shigaraki,overhaul,madam red,and momo as parents and taking care of their baby with their darling?
❤️‍🔥💖.
Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessiveness, obsessiveness, delusions, paranoia, manipulation, isolation, threatening, killing
Parents
Madam Red/Angelina Durless
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🩺Angelina literally killed other women because they wanted to get rid of what she had lost and she resented them for this. So being able to either adopt a baby with her darling or pay money for a test-tube baby with her darling doesn't really matter to her, she'll go with whatever her darling wants. Madam Red just really wants a child the moment she is happily in love with her darling, hoping for a real chance to start a happy family. She won't hesitate to spend a lot of money during pregnancy, if it is a test-tube baby, either, getting her darling everything she wants whilst also busily checking on them as often as possible.
🩺If it comes to the gender of the baby, it'll be a girl and she names the little one after her dead sister Rachel, to honor her because she loved her sister a lot and her death was a huge shock and a shattering experience. Especially after having lost only shortly before her husband and unborn baby. Whilst Angelina is a very sweet and attentive mum to have, she also is a bit more on the desperate side. The woman loves her little baby a lot and she really just craves a happy family with her baby and her darling. So she somewhat seeks for love and approval from the baby and next to that is needy for her little daughter's affection and love which is why she gets her everything she could want and doesn't, everything Angelina thinks would make her daughter happy and love her more. Madam Red is also somewhat of a helicopter parent, mainly because she is scared something might happen to her baby just as much as she is afraid something might happen to her darling. She keeps both of them in her view which makes her a bit controlling, though she totally plays it down when someone points it out to her.
🩺Is a bit iffy to let Grell near her baby since Grell most likely wants to meet the little baby as well, totally gushing the moment she sees the chubby baby for the first time and instantly wants to hold her which Madam Red prevents. But on the other hand she also counts on the fact that the grim reaper will help her getting rid of possible threats for the darling and for the baby because Grell grows quickly defensive and protective over the toddler as well and Madam Red uses this as an advantage. She also takes always care of her daughter, no matter what so if her baby is sick, she drops everything and nurses her back to health. She's probably a tad bit too protective because she is that kind of parent that loses it if their baby has a small scratch on them and act like they just lost a limb. In general a bit more warily about letting the baby too often out, she doesn't like other people being all curious about her small one and she becomes passive-aggressive when someone gets too close. As mentioned, she's a mother wanting her daughter's attention.
🩺There are only few people she feels somewhat comfortable with so these are automatically the people she feels safe enough with to let them meet her baby and darling. Ciel is one of those people because he is the older cousin of the baby. He's still kind of awkward around the small child, though he tries his best to be as nice as possible to his little cousin because he knows how important she is for his aunt. Angelina also can not stand it if her daughter cry. She knows that she is still a small baby and cries a lot due to that, but it just genuinely hurts her when she cries. She somewhat panics and tries literally everything to make her baby feel better. Extremely smothering with her daughter, no matter age. It also becomes her tradition to sing to her baby every night or to read her a story and she continues doing this over all the years.
Momo Yaoyorozu
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💳Momo is also that kind of woman who would want a baby with her darling at one point as well because the thought of taking care of a baby together with her darling is just unbelievably cute to her. She as well is fine with either adopting a baby or having a test-tube baby, she knows she'll love them in either case. And that girl is rich and wastes no money during pregnancy, if it is a test-tube baby, buying not only her darling everything they might want, but she also prepares a large room for the baby and buys all sort of stuff for the little one. She's just extremely zealous and can start rambling about how she can't wait to meet the little one.
💳Personally see Momo ending up with twins, a boy and a girl. And you best bet that the moment she found that out, she was beyond excited for the rest of the day and also pregnancy. She just loves the thought of having two babies from each gender and she had a really hard time choosing names for each of them, she had a long list of possible names for a boy and a girl and her darling had to help her with it. Momo mostly named her babies after she had seen them for the first time and saying she was bursting with happiness would be an understatement. As long as the babies are still small, Momo wants them to sleep in a really expensive and large crib next to her and her darling's bed so she can instantly comfort and care for them the moment they start crying because of something. Momo also can't help, but buy cute little and matching outfits for her children since they're twins, she's fashionate and so she of course chooses clothes that look good, but she still can overdo it from time to time because she never stops being happy that she is a mother.
💳But she still prefers it making the stuff she wants to get from her children herself, at the very least on special days like birthdays she creates something she thinks her children might want herself since it gives everything more meaning. Momo just totally loves spoiling her children just as much as she loves spoiling her darling because for what does she have money? Different from Madam Red she is not desperate with those attempts, she just loves doing so and seeing her children be happy and showering her in gratitude and love afterwards. Having her two twins giving her affection and telling her she's the best mum is without kidding the best thing in her day, together with being lovey dopey with her darling of course. Momo wants to do a lot of things together as a family and so picnics with self-made and favorite food of her darling and her twins, shopping tours where she gets all three of you whatever you want, and holidays in foreign countries are done a lot and she has a lot of pictures from such events which she keeps in albums.
💳Of course she cherishes every moment she gets to have with her family and her twins, she totally likes cuddling with her whole family in the soft and huge bed her and her darling sleep in, cozy morning cuddles as a family are the best. Momo is another parent who is pretty smothering to have, she has a thing for lifting both twins up in her arms and kissing their little cheeks. She won't stop her children from wanting to become heroes if they want to be and if they take their mother as their role model, she would actually be pretty proud, but she is still kind of worried. At the very least they won't have to worry over education because even if the darling should be clueless in certain school subjects, mummy Momo is always there to help when a certain crisis appears. Not gonna lie, she totally loves it if her darling and her daughter and son tell her she's the best, it makes her so happy and proud.
Tomura Shigaraki
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✋Shigaraki is kind of unsure about having children because he as the leader of the villains and a guy who himself was never really familiar with the term of a lovingly and happy family. He doesn't know if he would be a good father to start with, though he would be nothing like his father. But if he gets his darling pregnant, he will have to think about something and the whole situation stresses him somehow which is why Kurogiri will have to help him planning, scheduling and organizing everything so his darling will get the pregnancy they need during the coming months and he is also the one who advices Shigaraki a lot with everything.
✋Tomura might be kind of clueless at the beginning, but regarding his son there are a few things very clear from the start for him. The first thing would be that the knife chick and the bad boy won't be let anywhere near his little boy, Kurogiri is allowed since Shigaraki trusts him to some extent. The second thing is that anyone who tries to do as much as lay a finger on his child's hair will be turned to the smallest pieces of dust by him. And the third one is that he wants to keep his son safe from any harm and actually wants him to stay more out of the business his father does. These are some conditions Shigaraki decides to do and he never breaks them either, he will never be like his father was to him. He is a bit clumsy with names, but he still suggested some which he thought would be nice and he would be joyful if his darling would decide to give the baby one of the names he wanted the baby to be called. At the beginning Shigaraki is afraid that he might hurt his baby, especially since he possesses this dangerous quirk, he kind of likes it more to just watch his son whilst his darling holds him.
✋But he can only fight his wish to hold his son in his arms that long and at one point he asks his darling hesitantly if he can hold the baby as well. His darling will have to still stay with him to show him how to hold his baby and additionally Shigaraki wants them to stay just in case since he's afraid he might mess something up. When he holds his baby for the first time in his arms he just stares at him kind of in awe, he never had that much contact with someone except with his darling. In general Shigaraki still remains a bit more insecure about what to do and he often has to ask his darling for advice as well as Kurogiri who is sometimes the baby sitter, the only person allowed near his little boy. Tomura still tries his best, he really wants to be a good father and even if he doesn't know how to properly comfort a baby during night or how to change diapers, he still gives everything a shot. But if he is getting overwhelmed with something, he always seeks for the advice of his s/o, kind of sad he couldn't do it alone. This is why his darling should teach him everything because Tomura can learn.
✋Funnily Tomura still possesses the ability to be somewhat jealous of the baby, though not in a negative sense. He is just very needy for the attention of his s/o as well just like their little child is. And whilst Shigaraki still loves the baby dearly, if he starts feeling a bit more neglected, he grows more clingy as well, though he uses the chances to neither let go of his son nor of his darling. But he is also kind of afraid what might happen if his son happens to inherit his quirk which is something Shigaraki prays won't happen since it would affect the childhood of the boy a lot. He would later on most likely be very much into playing games with his son and despite difficult circumstances, he tries to spend as much time with the boy as possible. Tomura hates it pretty much to be away from his small family for too long which is why he always hurries to go back to his darling and their little son.
Overhaul/Kai Chisaki
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🦠Having children with him wouldn't really happen unless Chisaki gets his darling by accident pregnant because he doesn't desire a family, he's too focused on keeping his s/o safe from any harm and to keep them from this rotten and tainted world. But he has to become interested with the topic of being a father at the very latest when his darling refuses an abortion and keeps his baby which might be surprising even for him since he thinks he won't be a good father and expected his darling to feel the same. He told them after all how he treats Eri. Kai still manages to warm up a lot to the children during pregnancy and started obsessively checking on the health of his darling.
🦠Finding out that he would have twins was a small shock for him, though he was also majorly flustered by the thought and he just wanted to spend more time with his darling afterwards and tried to talk to them about possible names, future, education and all of this. Overhaul might surprise his darling because he is more thoughtful than expected and he actually kind of starts overthinking it at one point, though he still manages to keep his cool. Similar to Shigaraki he is being awkward at the beginning with his children, mainly because besides his father and his darling he never really managed to make any sorts of emotional bonds and remembering on how he treated Eri, he truly doesn't know what to do and it is almost amusing to see someone like him being utterly unknowingly. But he doesn't really asks for help because he knows how to take care of a baby, he informed himself about it, it's only that he is always so tensed up when holding his children in his arms and he needs sometime to loosen up and get over this part of him. He is also not the best in comforting his sons and at the very least this is something you will have to guide and assist him through.
🦠Kai makes from a very early age on sure that he removes any possible quirks his babies might have, though at the very least he makes sure to make it as painless as possible for them. Chisaki actually doesn't try to tell his sons that what he does is the right thing to do and that they have to believe in this as well, he knows that he does cruel and horrible things and for that doesn't try to excuse it. With that being said of course he also makes sure that his sons don't go outside without him having it allowed and just as much doesn't want either of them giving him the 'I want to be a hero' kind of crap because he won't allow it and will prevent them from doing so. He isolates his children just as much as his darling since he doesn't want them to get outside and have to breathe the same filthy air as other people and doesn't even want others to be anywhere near his family. Kai is pretty much the only person allowed with his s/o and his children and if someone gets too curious they won't have to feel surprised when he just kills them, of course not in presence of his darling and their babies.
🦠The babies are always up with the newest sort of vaccinations and whilst Kai doesn't let them attend a school at all and doesn't allow friends either, at the very, very least he educates and teaches both of them well once they become older. It isn't like Kai doesn't know that he will make his children feel lonely since he won't let anyone else except his darling near them, but he just wants his kids safe in the best way he knows off. And whilst he might be emotionally a bit more helpless at first, he gets somewhat the hang of it over time, though he is still a bit questionable, but everyone also knows that if something were to happen to one of his boys, he'll go lunatic. He is somewhat using spoiling as a way to make his boys happy with him again since they might be pretty often mad with the way their father isolates them. In a way he is also similar to Madam Red in the sense that as soon as one of is sons does as much as coughing, he is already checking if they're sick and if they are, he banishes them to stay in bed until he has nursed them back to health.
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thewritingginger · 3 years
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Daddy au - Jean Kirstein
Imma say it, I love Daddy AUs and I'm not afraid to admit it! 
So it’s 2am and I couldn’t help but write some and I’m really into AoT rn so I chose one of the boys that’s I believe would live to be a dad.
Please mind any possible mistakes :)
Fandom: Attack on Titan Warnings: Fluff, Modern au, Mentions of pregnancy
Enjoy ~
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Wants to be a Papa!
Biological, adopted = no difference
Loves the idea of watching his partner grow with his children
When you told him he honestly didn’t know how to respond - Excited! Scared! About to pass out!
“Really? Oh my god, I love you so much!”
“Whatever you need I got it!”
Just hugged and attacked you with kisses and cuddles 
Will for sure 1000000% be talking to your belly, especially when you’re sleeping (gets a little embarrassed when you’re watching him)
Constantly touchin the bump!
Are you cooking dinner? He’s hugging you from behind cuppin the babe
Chilling on the couch? He is either wrapped around you w/ one arm on the back of the couch and the other holding your belly OR Laying on your lap in which he will pet, kiss and talk to your little one
For the nine months this child is cookin he will, more than usual, treat you like a goddess on earth bending to all your needs
Got a craving at 3am? Will gladly take his ass to the store for you.
“If you think of anything else you need while I’m out just give me a call, baby.”
“While I was there I also got those snacks you really like.”
Always goes to your appointments and listens very closely to what the doctor says
Can be a little bit of a worry wart at times
“Let me carry that, Baby! You are already carrying precious cargo.”
“You should sit down, we did a lot of walking today.”
“Do you need a pillow for your feet?”
Started crying the first time y’all heard the heartbeat, he just sat there looking glossy eyed at the ultrasound giving you kisses
When it came to the nursery he helped with the heavy lifting, painting and building of things but he let you decorate it to your liking
“Whatever color you choose will be perfect.”
“If you’re the one making it there is no way our child won't love it.”
Very involved with picking a name though
Okey come with me on this…  if they had a boy -  Jean Junior and they call him JJ 🥺
Sometimes the whole crew gets involved
“Eren, can you stop calling my unborn child ‘Horse-face Junior’!” “Yeah, you’re right! Good thing the kid has Y/n. If they’re lucky they’ll take after her.”
But honestly they are so excited
“I can’t believe one of us is going to be a parent.”
“Welp it was nice knowing you Jean-boy.” “He’s getting a kid not losing his life, Connie.”
Countless nights are spent talking about who they’ll be and what they’ll look like
You can even rope him into trying out old wives tales of guessing the gender
Doesn’t care what they come out as, as long as they are healthy
The night it was happening you reassured him that the contractions you were feeling were probably just more Braxton Hicks contractions and there is no need to worry before there is anything to worry about
But that didn’t stop him for being ready to strike at any moment
Tried to remain calm and collected for you, even though you were just chillin and taking each thing as it came
While timing them you noticed that they were in fact getting closer together and you may want to head to the hospital at some point in the night if it kept progressing
No matter how gently you inform him of this he snaps
Grabbing the hospital bag - that he made sure was packed months before and insisted on you checking you have everything again every few weeks - and throwing it in the car
Just grab him and throw him in a chair to relax for a beat as you get yourself ready to leave
On the way to the hospital he held your hand when you were contracting, trying to remember what he was taught in the birthing classes
At the hospital he would refuse to go to sleep, even when you and the nurse advised him to
“If you’re awake, I’m awake.”
Holding your hand and rubbing your back through contractions - babe really hates seeing you in pain
Constant stream line of praises and encouragement
“Just breathe, Sweetheart. Just like we learned.”
“I’m here, squeeze my hand if you have to.”
“This one should be over soon, hang in there.”
When it’s finally showtime he is ready
Mentally he is still a bit frazzled but his babies need him!
“You’re doing so good, Baby! Keep going!”
He watched that kid come out and he the minute he heard their cries he started tearing up as well
Once cleaned up the the nurse handed you your Baby Girl and Jean about died when he saw her
“You did so beautifully, Y/N. She’s perfect!”
TBH even though he was happy to welcome either a boy or girl he’d be lying if he said he wanted a boy cause it terrified him to have a little girl
Protective Daddy Mode Activated!
A few hours later while you’re resting in bed Jean would pick up his baby girl for the first time by himself
He could sit for hours just looking at her, taking in every little feature
“My life is yours. I will be sure to protect you from anything that comes your way!”
“I promise to be the best Papa in the world.”
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Ok I will stopped there before I keep going. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did writing it
If you want more let me know :3
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For you Madness AU! with Ace can you do another chapter where madeline has Ace's kids and then show everyone's reaction to them eloping? I wonder how the straw hats, marines or everyone else would react to Madeline coming back a year or two later with a baby
Hi Anon! ... To be honest, if the two ever do get together and have children in this AU it would probably be far, farrr down the line, if ever. A few reasons for this off the top of my head being:
1) Madeleine would be hesitant about having children, ever. Thank you Big Mom, for your stellar example of parenting over the years. Even though Madeleine would never approach child-rearing in the same manner as her mother, there is still trauma on that part that she would need to overcome. Not to mention, hesitance regarding physical intimacy, which would also be a thing.
2) Ace would not even think to touch Madeleine before marriage. Aside from being someone who would respect their partner's stance on the matter, I also see Ace himself as being a person with zero chance of engaging in premarital sex. Which means no chance of any accidental children, full stop.
Because for all that Gol D. Roger looks like a pretty cool guy from what we've glimpsed in the manga and his accomplishments, it was left unclear whether or not he and Portgas D. Rouge were ever actually married with each other. Meaning that it's very possible that the two weren't ever married in the first place. And given that Ace hates his father, who abandoned his lover and his unborn child, there is very little chance of Ace... emulating... the man in any remotely similar manner. Even if marriage is nothing but an officiated ceremony when things come down to it.
Yeah, Ace has baggage when it comes to children, too.
3) The current situation! It's, what. Right after the Marineford Incident, right on the verge of the Payback Wars between the Whitebeards and Blackbeards? This is not a remotely safe environment to be raising a child in. Actually, this is not a remotely safe environment to become pregnant in, either.
Imagine if Madeleine was pregnant during this fiasco and the Blackbeards ended up taking advantage of it. Madeleine definitely wouldn't be the sort of person to idly sit by, helpless and a burden to those she cares about. Meaning it would be highly likely that she loses the child, and then her health takes a heavy hit because of this as well. Physical and mental alike.
...
... Anyways! This ended up kind of long and rambly, sorry. TLDR: It's unlikely that Ace and Madeleine would have children anytime in the foreseeable future! So unlikely chance of an AU in the future featuring the two coming back with a baby after the time skip. Unless they adopted children or something, maybe.
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Pairing: The Mandalorian x Reader
Summary: Din and the reader enjoy a moment of softness together.
Word Count: 1k (just a sweet little Drabble)
Rating: T
Warnings: Sweetness, some angst, din deserves nice things
A/N: look this is probably bad but I just wanted to write also thank you so much for 200 followers I love you all
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Din watches from the cot as Y/N kicks off her shoes and socks. Her exhaustion was clearly written all over her face, her movements a lot slower than usual. He'd offer to help her, but last time he did Y/N went into a whole tirade about how her condition didn't render her useless and incompetent. He knew that. Y/N was the smartest person he knows, but that didn’t stop him from wanting to help her out and make sure she was okay.
The Mandalorian stays silent was he watches her from his spot. This is his favorite part, when his riduur strips herself of her thicker outer layers and leaves herself in just her shirt and under clothes. It’s not the lack of clothing that he enjoys (well he does, but that’s not the focal point). It's when her growing bump is finally on display.
Y/N was still early enough that they could keep the fact that she was with child a secret just with certain pieces of clothing. His riduur was worried about somehow jinxing her pregnancy by telling people too soon. She was still early and so many things can go wrong, especially in their way of life Din understood completely and while he watched her even more closely, he didn't do anything that might give up their secret.
"How are you feeling, cyar'ika?" He asks, looking up at Y/N as she walks toward him. She gives him a small sweet smile, one that makes his heart race like he's a teenager. Her hand moves to cup Din's stubble covered cheek as she stands in between his legs. His bare hands move to rest on her waist, wanting her as close as possible. He’s just as bare as she is, his helmet, gloves, and armor heaving been removed as soon as they got into the room.
"Tired. I feel like they're draining me." Y/N replies, her thumb brushing against his cheekbone. Her touches are soft, much softer than he feels like he deserves. Din leans into her touch as pulling her a little closer so her legs are flush against the cot. He's right at eye level with her stomach.
"Ik'aad, you have to take it easy on your mother." Din murmurs softly as her hand slips from his face into his hair. He slowly lifts up her shirt, exposing her stomach to him. Din tries to talk to the unborn child every night, wanting his child to know his voice.
They had found out she was carrying after Luke Skywalker had taken Grogu. Y/N and Din finally got a chance to catch their breaths, which had included visiting the medic on Nevarro. The news had raised their spirits slightly, which was needed after the small green child they considered their adopted son left.
"I wish we can go visit Grogu before they're born, tell him that he's going to be a big brother." Y/N says quietly as her fingers run through his hair. Din looks up at her, his heart swelling in his chest. There's something about her loving Grogu as much as he does that makes Din love Y/N even more.
"Maybe we can. He'd be excited. My aliit all together." Din responds, leaning forward to press his lips against her skin. Y/N smiles down at him as she smoothes out his unruly curls. She would never dare tell anyone else in this Galaxy how sweet her big bad Mandalorian was to her, Grogu, and the baby.
The Mandalorian watches as she sinks down to sit in his lap, her arms moving to wrap around his neck loosely. Y/N rests his forehead against his, her eyes fluttering shut for a moment. Din’s arms wrap around her, holding her against him just in case she might slip through his fingers. He lets his own eyes shut as they just sit there together. It’s something they’ve been doing more and more. Din needs it, needs to know that she’s with him, that she’s actually with him and all this is happening.
The Galaxy is a cruel, cruel place. It’s constantly ripping families apart, making partners into widows, children into orphans. Din has already had so many things ripped away from him-his parents, his people, his ship, his home, his son-and he doesn’t know if he can handle anymore loss. The bounty hunter is constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop, because all of this happiness that he is experiencing, this family that he has-he knows that it can be gone within an instant.
Y/N wasn’t any better. She lived in fear that one day her bounty hunter wasn’t going to return to her or that Grogu would be taken from them again. The child growing inside of her only worsened her fears, because that meant there was one more person to worry about, to be afraid of losing. They needed each other, especially since Grogu was away. Without their small green adorable menace, everything fell far too quiet and lonely, which made it incredibly easy for those worries and fears to settle in. Everything was becoming almost unbearable and Din doesn’t understand what he would do if something happened to his aliit again. To his son, to his unborn child, to Y/N-
Her hand reaches up again, cupping his cheek as if she knew exactly what he is thinking about. Y/N is right here with him. She’s here in his arms, their skin was pressed against each other, holding onto to one another. If he opened his eyes, Din would see her. Grogu was okay. He was completely safe with the Jedi. For once, everything was at ease in Din’s little corner of this vast galaxy and he was able to just sit here with his riduur in his lap, not having to worry about who might be coming after him.
And one day, they’d all be reunited again. His clan of two now a clan of four. And he can’t wait until that day arrives.
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