#tw: implied miscarriage

[horsetailcurlers2]

i am a big believer in the “addek was meant to have a sad baby backstory” theory bc there is just so much stuff in the early seasons that could be interpreted as foreshadowing or implying things. i think shonda even said she wanted to do one but decided against it. personally, i think they didn’t end up doing it because it would have made addison too sympathetic. not as a character in general because they were never really trying to make her an outright villain, but in the breakdown of their marriage. because “husband is absent, wife cheats with best friend, husband runs away” = husband is kind of a jerk but ultimately the wife fucked up majorly and it’s mostly her fault. but “husband and wife lose baby, husband distanced himself when wife needed him, so she cheats on him and he runs away”= much much more complicated. derek couldn’t be meredith’s prince charming/mcdreamy if he was the guy who essentially left his wife after losing a baby.

#just rambling #about addek again #does this make any sense? #addek #addison montgomery #derek shepherd #greys anatomy #tw: implied miscarriage

[sirserpentine]

On Pentious' backstory.

//Hi lovelies! I've been thinking and developing Pentious for a short while now, and while I will likely accept whatever canon history we'll get for him in the future, I have a few current POSSIBLE ideas for what may have led him to Hell in life. This is one of such possibilities:

Short version: Pentious was a rich inventor in Victorian England. He served portions of time as an engineer in the army, working in the British Empire's colonies in Africa and Asia. (Hardcore colonialist. Very nasty, as they were.)

He had an amicable relationship with his wife who had been chosen by his parents. They wanted to have children very badly, but suffered from infertility for years with no improvement. Pentious grew bitter over his work overseas as well as depressed and hot-tempered from his repeated grief and disappointment when his family wouldn't grow.

Eventually, desperate Pentious decided to research dark magic and ask for the help from demons, as angels wouldn't answer his prayers. A deal was offered by a demon he managed to summon, a potion that would guarantee healthy children to its drinker. The catch? Pentious would automatically descend into Hell upon death. When promised his wife and future children would be safe from such a fate, Pentious took the leap and drank the potion at once.

But coming home that day, nobody answered his calls.

What followed was a grief-induced rampage, a desperate attempt to create an antidote, a bitter attempt to create poison, plans of calamity, plans to burn down the world that had forsaken him, toxic fumes spilling over his body by accident, red, red marks all over his skin, a study that burnt down in flames.

And a snake who entered Hell alone.

In detail:

He was born into a rich, aristocratic family in the late 1840s and had the privilege to study to his heart's content in London, his busy birth town. Being an engineer or an inventor was something he wanted to do since he was very young and his family accepted this, though a bit reluctantly. Following a degree in the university, he was engaged and married to a bride of his family's preference but didn't hate or outwardly disagree with the arrangement.

He and his gentle wife found common ground when it came to the enjoyment of music, art and the scoffed-upon, silly preference to usher house-intruding rats and mice outside without excessive violence. They also doted on all the children of their friends and relatives and eventually desired a big family of their own.

With no upcoming patent for an invention in sight, young Pentious instead found a job as an engineer for the army and travelled to the empire's faraway colonies in India and Africa to oversee and assist in the construction of windmills, vehicles and the maintenance of weaponry. Pentious received elementary level soldier training at this point and for the first time learned how to hold a firearm. He also got to enjoy the life in a true colonizer fashion; feel a false sense of superiority towards those their troops supervised and bossed around, eat exotic treats and send gifts back to his wife. Snakeskin purses, spices, jewellery, everything that could be ripped from their place of origin. He paid money for them, surely it couldn't count as stealing? They made his wife so happy, surely he wasn't greedy for hogging so much? He was a Britt, a civilised chap, certainly he was deserving of his share?

Though the reunion at home after his travels was a warm one, Pentious and his wife grew agitated when they weren't blessed with children after years of trying. They did their best, employing each home remedy, prayer and doctor's order they could afford, but the situation never improved. Pentious had to leave for more job contracts to fulfil and each time he returned to his grieving wife and empty nursery, the less he resembled the man he had been in the past. The idealistic, kind gentleman had become entitled and stressed, his smiles had turned into frowns, his passions into a hot temper.

And when he started shooting at the intruding rodents that disturbed his precious work in the study or tea in the parlour, his wife grew even more concerned. And when she mentioned this and all he could offer as consolation and apology was a concoction of rat poison to get rid of the problem instead, she wasn't sure if she even knew him anymore.

Pentious grew desperate enough to turn to dark magic to have his dreams come true. If Angels wouldn't listen to his wails, maybe demons would? Though doubting it would work until the very end, Pentious managed to summon a demon who offered him a deal; A potion that, once consumed, would guarantee him the conception and birth of healthy children. The catch? He would automatically descend into Hell at the moment of his death.

When promised his wife and future children would be spared from such a fate, Pentious wasted no time in swigging down the potion. Despite the prize he knew he would be paying, he felt more lighthearted than ever as he ran back home, desperate to tell his wife they could still try, they could fix things up, there was still time.

But once he was home, all that greeted him was silence.

The vial of rat poison was empty.

#about. #tw:colonialism #tw:infertility #tw: implied miscarriage #tw:implied suicide #tw: body horror #I exist to hurt myself when I develop muses it seems #this is one possibility of his backstory #he doesn't remember much of his own mortal life anymore though... #Which is beneficial for me #I'll keep it open until I'm sure of which angle to go with!! #headcanons.

[risingsoleil]

Modern au Linzin having a discussion about starting a family and maybe Lin gets emotional?

I hope you enjoy this chapter, anon! There are some feels and I placed a warning in the note. I'm really loving modern Linzin and how cute they are uwu

#linzin #lin beifong #tenzin #modern AU #fanfic #tw: implied miscarriage

[idontevenknowhowtolife]

Laena and her ability to activate the Targaryen brain cells

Ok here is that Laena fixes shit AU I promised @raybyanothername. Its very long and I have so many ideas in my head so bear with me as I try to make this make sense. 

Laena takes one look at the disaster that is her brothers wedding to Rhaenyra, his dead lover and the Hightower Queen in green and is like, “fuck, I have to get involved”. She marries Daemon and convinces him to stay in Kings Landing for a while and try to make up with his brother so that she can stay and support her own brother and Rhaenyra. She and Rhae rekindle their childhood bond and navigate a court that is becoming even more poisonous as Rhaenyra doesnt fall pregnant and Alicent starts rumors. Eventually Rhaenyra comes to her and is like “Laenor is so grief stricken he is struggling to perform his marital duties and I do not have the heart to force him, what the hell do I do?” They strategize for a bit and Rhaenyra presents Laenors suggestion of her taking a lover, which Laena shoots down but it does give her an idea. She goes to Daemon and is like, I know you and Laenor became close friends in the Stepstones and you are fond of Rhaenyra, go help them. Thus, Jace is born looking very obviously Valerian and the responsibility of a child a year earlier then in canon along with the support of his sister helps Laenor grieve much healthier and he and Daemon further bond by defending their wives to the court and teaching them how to defend themselves physically as well. (Give Rhaenyra and Laena a sword dammit. Plus some of the dragon armour Rhaenys had, it was really badass). Baela follows behind a month later, the result of a celebration between Rhaenyra, Laena and Daemon about the good news. 

However it doesn’t last and Daemon and Viserys get into a tiff about something resulting in them leaving for Pentos with their week old daughter. Laena is like, fuck not seeing each other, we have dragons and arranges regular meetings. This results in Lucerys and Rhaena being conceived, as well as a more level headed and supported Rhaenyra who is able to navigate the politics of Kings Landing much better, as well as forgive her father a bit more for his own actions. She struggles to bond still with her half siblings due to the age gap and the hurt their mother has caused her, but she uses her fathers goodwill and convinces him to allow them to share more lessons in addition to training. However Alicent is still telling them that they will be killed because of the threat they pose and how they should stay away from their nephews. Otto also softens Viserys up enough that he is allowed visits back to the Red Keep, which he uses to educate his grandchildren, while also having the Septas and Maesters report back to him. 

Things continue until Daemon and Laena eventually come back, Baela and and Rhaena in tow, after a harsh miscarriage in which their son dies and Laena just barely lives. Rhaenyra has just birthed Joffrey and would have left for Dragonstone if Laena hadn’t convinced her to stay, offering her more support against Alicent in the form of suggesting Baela and Rhaena as companions for Helaena, who has driven away the noble companions her mother picked. She gets Daemon to offer this straight to Viserys, claiming that Valerian blood will get along better. Laena bonds more with Helaena and encourages her interests and teaches her more on being a Targaryen princess as opposed to a Hightower one. Aemond, who hides with Helaena a lot when the other boys are teasing him and it gets too much, bonds with Rhaena about them both being dragonless. 

Rhaena tells him that her parents have taken her riding with them and that he should ask one of the adult dragonriders to take him. Aemond protests but she drags him to her mother because surely Vhagar is big enough to take all three of them. Laenas like “sure, but you do know you’ve been on a dragon before right?”. Aemonds like “huh, no I haven’t”, while Laenas like “Yeah Rhaenyra took you on Syrax when you were born. Its a tradition for the parents or the closest adult dragonrider to take children on their First Flight”. Aemonds never heard of this and Laena when she keeps talking to him gets the feeling that this kid knows nothing about his family, past or present. She resolves to talk to Rhaenyra about it later and takes them to the Dragonpit. They run into Rhaenyra and Laenor who are about to take Joffrey flying for the first time. Laena hesitates and instead goes “I was going to take both of them but Vhagar has been grumpy from everything's that's happened lately and it may not be such a good idea to take someone else with me or introduce a new person, especially a young boy. Syrax is much nicer to new people, why don’t you take Aemond on her with you?” Aemonds all nervous because of the whole “threat to the throne” thing but relaxes a bit when Rhaenyra is like sure, and then proceeds to give him some of the best memories of his life. Theres comments made about how they are all sure he will be an amazing rider when he claims a dragon and they look forward to flying with him again. Aemond is beaming and chatting with Rhaena after it, and when they start to leave he turns around and shyly thanks Rhaenyra and Laena for taking him and expects them to just send him off but Rhaenyra wraps her arm around him and Laena invites him to dinner. 

Later on Laena and Daemon are headed to the Dragon pit to discuss the care of their dragons when they come across Aegon and Sunfyre. Laena compliments him and they start chatting, well Laena is chatting, Daemon is lurking and Aegon is stuttering. Eventually he lets it slip that no ones actually taught him or Helaena how to ride and that they have been learning to fly with no adult dragon rider to supervise and intervene if anything goes wrong, leading to them not being able to go as far out as they would like. Laena is like “wth, why didn’t you ask Rhaenyra or Laena, they would probably be happy to help”. Aegons shifty and stutters and tries to avoid answering but Laenas pretty good at getting answers from people and when she hears that Rhaenyra scares him she is furious and leaves Daemon with strict instructions to start teaching Aegon some of the finer points of dragon riding.

When she finds Rhaenyra she confronts her and rages and is like wtf, this is your job as the senior dragon rider available. Rhaenyra calms her and tells her that she tried but Alicent blocked her and claimed it was “too much work for the heir to the throne”, making it so she had to choose between doing that and appearing neglectful of her duties. Laena tries to calm down but instead bursts into tears, prompting Rhaenyra to hold her and try to find out whats wrong. Turns out that Aemond and Aegon have reminded her what could have been with the son she just lost and that thats been why she has been avoiding her nephews a bit, hanging out with Helaena instead and not going on Joffrey's first flight. They end up chatting about it and thats when Laena brings up that Vhagar laid an egg that she intended for her son. (I’m going with the dragons lay eggs when their riders are expecting kids theory). She has been thinking about giving it to Rhaena to try again but no Targaryen has ever hatched an egg after the first one failed to hatch. She was thinking about giving it to Aemond, but shes running into the same problem. Rhaenyra hesitates before saying that she could give it to Aemond, as he never had an egg placed in his cradle. At the time Aemond was born Rhaenyra was still pregnant with Jace there was only one egg available that Syrax had lain and Viserys decided it was more important for his heirs heir to have it. Laenas like wtf, shitty parenting, but now she knows what to do. She proposes giving the egg to Aemond and Rhaenyra agrees, adding that she can take Rhaena to dragonstone to see if she can claim any of the unclaimed dragons there. Laena also imforms Rhaenyra that all of the adult dragon riders in Kings Landing will be taking Aegon and Helaena on a supervised flight next week, where they can go further from the dragonpit. 

Aemond is summoned to the dragonpit and meets Laena there. She just tells him she has a surprise and leads him to the nesting chambers. She presents him with the egg and after he refuses saying that it should go to Rhaena and that she is more deserving (because this boy has no self esteem), she tells him that while originally it was for her son, she could think of noone better to have it now. His refusal based on Rhaena has just confirmed it further for her. She says he has been kind to her daughters and welcomed them and that his knowledge and devotion to the dragons indicates that he will care for his hatchling. She tells him not to worry about Rhaena as Rhaenyra has it taken care of. Rhaenyra goes to Viserys and uses her sway as the favourite to convince him to let her, Laenor, Laena and Daemon take all the kids, including her siblings, to Dragonstone for a couple of months to learn about their family. Viserys agrees and even calls back little Daeron from Oldtown to join them, stating that he should not miss out. They go, they bond, they learn to fly their dragons, Aemonds egg hatches, Rhaena claims Vermithor or Silverwing, and the green kids learn how different their half sister and her family are to what they have been told. Noticeably none of them have been hit, screamed at or punished severely. Though Aegon dislikes that the adults make him stop drinking. Eventually they return and just when they think things are going ok, they dont.

Cole provokes Harwin, accusing of having an affair with Rhaenyra. No one believes it bc the kids look like Laenor and the two also act very lovey in public, but Harwin and Cole still fight. Harwin is sent away and the fire happens. Rhaenyra is devastated, he may have not been her lover here but he was still a good friend of hers. Viserys now needs a new Hand and Otto Hightower has arrived for one of his visits. The adults notice the difference in the green kids instantly. They withdraw, flinch whenever someone moves too quickly and none of them seem to be sleeping. Literally a week after the fire and Ottos arrival, Rhaenyra, Laena, Laenor and Daemon are walking through the secret passageways they use to facilitate their little meetings, when they hear him yelling at the kids. Aegons got a black eye and bruises on his wrists and is hiding Helaena and Daeron behind him while Otto advances on Aemond. Otto ends up on the end of all four of their blades (the defense training came in handy) and is escorted away by Laenor and some guards while Rhaenyra and Daemon go to Viserys in an attempt to get him to get rid of Otto. Laena takes the kids to Rhaenyra and Laenors chambers and treats them while that is taken care of. The kids are so overwhelmed they end up spilling all about the whole chopping heads off thing and Laena leaves them in the care of a just returned Laenor and goes off to inform the others. When they all congregate again, Rhaenyra has the Hand Pin on her dress, Daemon is trying to contain a smirk as he informs them all that Otto Hightower will be facing treason charges and that custody of the green kids has been turned over to Rhaenyra and Laenor. 

#hotd #house of the dragon #rhaenyra targaryen #helaena targaryen #laenor velaryon #Daemon Targaryen #viserys targaryen #Aegon Targaryen #aemond targaryen #laenor valeryon #tw: abuse #tw: implied abuse #tw: miscarriage #vhagar #baela velaryon #rhaena velaryon #fix it #come on fanfic authors I believe in you #otto hightower #alicent hightower #fuck otto hightower #daeron targaryen #aegon and rhaenyra

[ryuzatodraws-backup]

Little Magic

#compiled into one post for easier reading #Baby Plushia au #copia plushia #tw child loss #tw child miscarriage implied #copiiia #c3 #papa oni #papa primo #papa secondo #papa terzo #cardinal copia #original character

[csaventing]

I’m not usually allowed to talk about this to people close to me.. sorry if it’s too triggering, feel free to ignore this.. just needed to vent.

Tw for miscarriages, Child death, Trafficking, etc.

When I was 12 years old.. I had a miscarriage at my friends house. At the time, I thought it was my period. It lasted around a week or two, the bleeding. I always thought That was abnormal but as always, I put the thought into the back of my head.

When I was Even younger, I was trafficked. I don’t Remember if i ever became pregnant during the trafficking .. but I remember How They Killed her. The screams. The blood. The tongue speaking. They wanted us to believe she was being sacrificed..

That day, a newborn baby was killed. She was never on the news because she was never registered in the system at a hospital.. Nobody will believe me. Nobody will ever believe me. Hell, I don’t Even believe myself…

.

#survivor #tw csa implied #tw csa #csa vent #trauma vent #actually traumatized #trauma #tw csa mention #tw miscarriage #tw trafficking #tw sex trafficking #tw human trafficking #tw child death #tw csa vent

[rebelangelsims]

So since I answered @seyvia about the kinda of wedding dress Maria wore when she got married along with rereading @stillgotme story Karaoke Secrets got me thinking just about Maria in general.

Long Post below

So the version you see of Maria now with the really short hair is so much different to how she was.

She was pregnant and she had a miscarriage which got boardcasted to the world thanks to her old company...mind you she never announced her pregnancy to her fans or even the company but they somehow knew she later found out that the company was able to get all her medical records basically if she coughed they knew about it, looking back on it Maria knew they were extremely controlling but she had been only thirteen when she joined the company she didn't know better and just thought they cared about her but all they cared about was the next pay check.

As she fell depressed after losing her baby, the company kept pushing her to record a new album and to get over it because she's young and she can fall pregnant again; she kept refusing until her husband sweet talked her into at least going to the meeting to see what they suggest; all she got from that day was a headache and her heart shattered into a million pieces as she walked in on to her make-up artist and husband having sex in her studio where she left him for the interview; they told her the truth that they've been having an affair for the past two years.

She of course divorced him of course because Maria's fame it was all over the news outlets and then he wanted to blame it on Maria for losing the baby; Maria of course won and that day she packed her suitcase, sold the house she brought for them and left basically disappearing off the face of the plant.

Now what happened when she disappeared maybe a story for another time.....

#maria #long post #tw child loss #tw miscarriage #tw grooming implied

[seijorhi]

Okay, one more question: Vash is very determined to take care of the reader and her baby (and his). But if something wrong happens - something that ends this pregnancy - I know he would be extremely sad, but would he still try again? Do you have a ready view of his future reactions?

i don't generally love talking about miscarriages and stuff but i'll make an exception and say that honestly it depends on when it happens.

if it's a few months in, when vash has more or less moved in with you, your emotions have settled, and you've started to come around a little on motherhood (on him), he'd absolutely use that subsequent pain and vulnerability to cross the line from supportive bestie into something closer. he might have to cool it with the baby stuff, but if you're all in with him, or at least letting him into your bed, for the time being he can live with that and enjoy it.

if, however, it happens sooner, then he's faced with somewhat of a predicament. even you would be a little suspicious if you just happened to fall pregnant again with no memory of getting fucked, especially after the first time.

but after everything you're not just going to jump into bed with him any time soon. your walls are up and you'll probably try to put distance between you and him after this, like you're trying to force things back the way they were before.

but vash can't go back to how things were before. he doesn't like lying to you. he likes hurting you even less, but... you'll forgive him eventually. he's doing this out of love, and he'll remind you of that again and again and again until you believe it too.

#rhi rambles #tw: miscarriage #implied and discussed #tw: pregnancy

[crystaledhearts]

Okay, I’m venting. I don’t give a shit, I don’t care anymore. I just need a place to go and this was made for being a safe space and me also being able to have a place I can talk about my own issues.

TW for pregnancy, miscarriage, denial programming, silence programming, beta programming, callback program, and CSA mentions. It’s also implied. I don’t go into details from what I know but I’m jumbled and I just need to get it out.

I fucking hate our main abuser and our grandmother for the shit they’ve done. I don’t think our grandmother played too much of a role besides getting us to conform to gender roles (feminine) and that made us an easier target but goddamnit I’m upset regardless.

I get it that she knew things were happening beyond certain things, but it felt like she didn’t care for what was happening when we were with that fucking man who constantly said he was a priest. No. He’s not a saint like everyone thinks he is and I still see his fucking face in my nightmares and in anything to this day. I hate him for it.

Years. We’ve dealt with it for years and we’re still having issues healing and moving past it.

I want to be able to have a child on my own terms. I’m tired of being afraid to gain weight because we had gotten pregnant and miscarried at seven. Seven. It happens and I feel like no one talks about shit like this, so I’m breaking the mold.

I’m tired of the denial programs being triggered and not knowing what triggers them. I’m tired of the silencing programs being triggered and not knowing what causes it.

I don’t want to go back but it feels like something is going to happen if I don’t. And I hate myself for it.

I hate wanting it from the beta programming. I hate being the way I am and breaking down to being so fucking hypersexual and I just… I want it all to stop.

I want to be able to be a mother even when we bodily refuse to use feminine pronouns but I just want to be a woman for a day. I want to be healthy as a woman for a day.

I don’t want to run anymore but I feel like I can’t be comfortable as a woman, even our hosts aren’t women. But I just want to be able to go back to what could have been.

I want to mourn my child. That’s what they were and always will be. I don’t care how young, I don’t care if it’s wrong of me. Let me mourn!

I’ve always been told that I need to marry a man and have children. And we were so close to getting appraisal from our grandmother and then we lost the child we didn’t even want, but I want the kid now. I remember and I want.

I want to have a family and now it feels like that’s been ruined. I’ve told our grandmother that we’re trans and I’ve lost every chance of getting approval. I will never be what she wanted.

I don’t even know if we’ll ever be what we want.

I want to be able to live happily as a feminine person. Not as a feminine man, but as a woman. And yet I’m too afraid to.

I’m so tired.

I hate everything.

I want to have a family and I’m so afraid. I’m so desperately afraid.

I won’t apologize for venting. And I know I need to practice safety, but I cannot keep my mouth closed. I need to be heard. The only thing I have left is my voice. And I need to be heard.

#ramcoa survivor #anti endo #ramcoa #hc did #tw ramcoa mention #ramcoa system #tw ramcoa #programmed did #programming survivor #tw programming mention #tw programming #tw pregnancy #tw miscarriage #tw denial programming #tw silence programming #tw beta programming #tw csa #tw csa mention #tw csa implied #tw csa vent #tw callback programming #tbmc did #tbmc tw #tbmc survivor #tw tbmc #tbmc #crystaled hearts vent #crystaled hearts vents

[jokerislandgirl32]

Infertility, miscarriage, and infant loss is a difficult topic for many prospective parents to face. Bella Lambert's song Missing Pieces was written to share her and her husband's personal struggle with infertility, something I, and I know many others, can relate to.

This song is about hope, and I hope to all who struggle with infertility/miscarriage/infant loss that you can hold onto that hope, no matter how bleak it may seem.

It’s hard, but I’ve finally brought myself to a point that I can acknowledge that hope again. The daughter that I share with my f/o Zach Varmitech would have turned 2 today, and while we miss her dearly, we hold onto the hope that one day she will have siblings who will love her and happily declare that they have a big sister waiting to met them in heaven.

Happy Birthday, Alexandria Rinella Varmitech 💜🦋🖤

#Spotify #bella lambert #missing pieces #loss of child #infertility #tw miscarriage #alexrinellavarm #tw implied abuse #tw depressing stuff #tw depressing thoughts #tw ventish #tw death #tw vent #Ziolet #self ship #zach varmitech #f/o #fictional other

[lasnevadaslaborunion]

c!quackity: this is a long one...

💤 A headcanon about their sleep

🦾 A disability headcanon

💔 An angsty headcanon

🪢 A headcanon about their family

🍫 A headcanon about food

😭 A headcanon about the worst thing that happened to them.

Oh boy, this IS a long one :]

A headcanon about their sleep: c!Quackity has had an atrocious sleep schedule ever since Manberg, and many nights, he has a hard time falling asleep at all. For a while, he learned he has an easier time falling asleep when he's high in the air, under the open sky. The sparkling stars above El Rapids, the whistling wind atop the Needle... they comforted him. Nowadays, being high up doesn't help as much.

A disability headcanon: Less of a headcanon and more of an observation, but c!Quackity in the Las Nevadas arc displays many symptoms consistent with orbitofrontal cortex (part of the brain just above the eyes, related to impulse control and decision-making) dysfunction. I've got to do a whole write-up about that sometime...

Anyway, related headcanon. Between the head injury of his first death and the fall damage of his second, c!Quackity has difficulty walking now. He uses a cane as a mobility aid, a navigation aid, and sometimes as an improvised weapon.

An angsty headcanon: I debated whether this one is too dark... oh, well, I'm going for it.

Soft version: El Rapids isn't his biological child. He only pretended it was as a coping mechanism.

Full version: c!Quackity became pregnant with c!Schlatt's child not long after the elections happened. He kept it a secret for a while after finding out, hoping to make it a surprise. And then, he kept it a secret longer, worried that the baby wasn't safe. When c!Schlatt didn't remember his pregnancy, c!Q wasn't sure whether to feel upset or relieved.

He doesn't know whether it was the conditions in Pogtopia, or a fight he had with c!Schlatt, or the explosions in the war of the 16th, or - god forbid - his own decision to eat c!Schlatt's heart that led to things going wrong... but go wrong they did.

c!Quackity desperately wants a family, but he's terrified of things going wrong again. He needs conditions to be perfect before he's ready to try once more.

A headcanon about their family: A sillier one, as a palate cleanser for the above. I think it's funny to imagine that c!Sam adopted c!Q as an adult, purely for legal benefits. They still largely behave as friends and business partners, aside from occasional jokes about their official status.

A headcanon about food: c!Quackity has a stomach of steel. He can digest practically anything, from the richest rich food served on tiny fancy restaurant plates, to actual rotten meat. He does, however, have a mild allergy to chocolate.

A headcanon about the worst thing that happened to them: c!Quackity often wonders if he deserved everything that happened to him for being dumb enough to side with c!Schlatt, unwittingly kicking off the chain of events that brought him to where he is now. He usually doesn't entertain that line of thought very long, either finding someone else to blame for it or proclaiming that it doesn't matter anymore. But he can never completely banish the insecurity.

#asks #dsmp #c!quackity #tw abuse #tw pregnancy #tw miscarriage #<- heavily implied #tw cannibalism #headcanons

[horsetailcurlers2]

so i came across your addek sad baby theory post and can you talk about what you were referring to when you said “bc there is just so much stuff in the early seasons that could be interpreted as foreshadowing or implying things”? because i love this theory but as a first time watcher i didn’t pick up on anything myself

yes. i’m also a first time watcher (slowly trudging my way through season 13) i just spend way too much time thinking about the dynamics in those first three seasons. off the top of my head, i think there was a ton of subtext in their scenes together on addison’s first case in seattle (the ttts case she flew in for). there scenes in the NICU especially. when they’re talking about the baby and addison is all like “she just needs someone to fight for her” and it’s all emotionally charged. i don’t remember the exact dialogue but i remember it was clearly like they were talking about two things at once. and sure, it could be interpreted as addison pushing for fighting for their marriage, but i think that would be a weird metaphor for it. i think derek also says something along the lines of “don’t get too attached” or something iirc. and then later in season two when meredith is thinking about her father and she asks derek if his and addison’s marriage would have turned out differently if they’d had kids. there’s a very interesting expression on his face and a weight to his words. there might be more, but those are the examples that stick in my mind. plus the fact that they both clearly want children (bc they both end up having them) and they were married for over a decade but never had any. i think there was definitely a reshuffling of their backstory when they decided kate was gonna be in more episodes and then there was another reshuffling when they decided to give her a spin off.

#anon ask #just a theory #tw for vaguely implied miscarriage/stillbirth/sick baby #addek #addison montgomery

[greywoodrpg]

𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕠

he appears as though he was born twenty-nine years ago but is actually twenty-nine, he is a faerie who lives in mystic grove as the owner of the secret garden, and is in no fantasy. he looks an awful lot like harry styles.

“I fell in love with you the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.”

tw: homophobia, disappearance, dysfunctional family, accidental pregnancy, miscarriage,

Oliver was born to a faerie mother and a human father, although he knows little to nothing about his mother. He grew up in the human world, and has only returned to the fae realm once. He found it an unfamiliar landscape, and although it was pleasant being around a community that understood him so deeply, he yearned to return to his life and the people he knew in the human world, so he came home. He hasn’t returned, but plans to visit again eventually. 

He was essentially raised by his father, who did his best, but wasn’t a particularly good caregiver. He had never really wanted to have children, and so bringing Oliver up was more like a chore than a pleasure. He loved Oliver, but their relationship was quite unconventional, and Oliver was put to work around the house from a very young age. They lived on the outskirts of Greywood, and relied heavily on town amenities. 

Oliver always knew he was a faerie, that wasn’t something his father hid from him (and besides, the pointed ears sort of gave him away), but whenever he asked about his mother and what she was like, his father would get angry and then go silent, refusing to answer any of his questions. 

At the age of 19, he realised that he was pansexual, and plucked up the courage to tell his father. He had anticipated that his father wouldn’t be thrilled, but he was absolutely furious, more angry than Oliver had ever seen him, and he disowned Oliver right there and then on the spot, and fled Greywood. Oliver hasn’t seen him or heard from him since. He was devastated, and had never felt more alone. He ended up starting a relationship which he poured all his energy into, but after two years of being together, they left him in the middle of the night just like his father had, with no explanation and no further contact. Then came Elenora.

Oliver and Elenora had been at school at the same time, and knew each other’s faces from around town. They were never in the same class together given that Oliver is a year younger, but they were drawn to each other from day one. Despite not really having much of a friendship with her, Oliver was bereft when Elenora left for College, and when she returned from her studies, he promised himself he’d make an effort to get to know her.

The pair became friends quickly, bonding over their disappointing fathers and absent mothers, and they both opened up to each other about their fluid sexualities, supporting and encouraging one another to step into who they each truly were. Eventually, they ended up together when Oliver was 26 and Nelly was 27, and their relationship was passionate and fiery. They loved each other deeply, although neither of them ever made the move to make things official, despite spending most nights together for the better part of a year. They were both terrified of commitment, and Oliver didn’t want to be abandoned yet again. 

Things changed when Elenora accidentally got pregnant, and the pair were just beginning to talk about making their relationship a little more official when she tragically miscarried. Both were grief-stricken, and Elenora had made up her mind that Oliver only wanted to commit to her because of the baby, so after a tense month of trying to reconcile, the pair ended things for good. They are amiable with each other now, and Oliver is still in love with her, but they haven’t spent any time together since ending things. 

Now, Oliver owns his own little floristry, and is quiet content living in Greywood, but he is determined to find out more about his mother.

“what power did he attain when settling in greywood?”

None.

penned by... may

#supernatural rp #town rp #oc rp #mature rp #literate rp #horror rp #harry styles fc #faerie #implied homophobia tw #disappearance tw #dysfunctional family tw #accidental pregnancy tw #miscarriage tw #retired

[pontevoix]

character study;  mitsuki bakugo | timeline tw mentions in tags & end of post; constrained to after read more

age four: in the dramatic world, quirks present themselves with magic / with physical changes / with loud announcements. at age four, there is nothing obvious from mitsuki. no dramatic changes, nothing. babyfat rounds her cheeks, & her skin shines with youth. her quirk is only confirmed through scattered doctors’ appointments —- mitsuki is not quirkless. but there is nothing about her that screamed power.

except her lungs. she’s got enough fight in her to last a century, &

it didn’t really matter to her parents. her having a quirk felt like the bare minimum. her father ( souta ) likes the idea of acclaim & glory; he fell short of his own standards. in his youth, he had a potential career in baseball. a knee injury lowered his chances & then things happened & things happened & things happened —- he winds up working an office job. granted, he likes his work in journalism. critiquing & fact-checking politicians & writing all sorts of op-eds . . . but he likes even more to think of himself as accomplishing something. who doesn’t? his kids are supposed to be a part of his accomplishments. & in the process . . . he believes ( a little obliviously ) that mitsuki is fated to be someone gentler. & with such a subtle quirk . . . he has no reason to change his expectations.

her mother ( aki ) is a quiet woman who believes deeply in the art of self-restraint. she is a nurse, the daughter of a military man —- she never particularly wanted to be a nurse, but . . . she likes to have a purpose. she believes strictly that it is within her capacity to tolerate anything. she is rarely impressed, & she is easily unimpressed by her homelife. although she does not imagine herself to be the head of the household, she has her specific expectations.

age six: no one at school knows what the fuck glycerine is. neither does mitsuki. all she knows is that if it’s super hot outside & she runs around a lot ? she can lick her wrist & it tastes a little sweet. it’s like a party trick.

age seven: mitsuki’s youngest brother is born. something isn’t right. something isn’t right. her mother won’t quite look at the baby; aki stares a lot at the wall & can’t sleep. aki snaps at souta who bites back & still won’t win. it frustrates him, & he makes mitsuki try & hold her brother. she’s young, so she delights in the privilege of holding a baby but . . . it doesn’t occur to her that he only tells her to do it because she’s the only other girl in the house.

something isn’t right, & mitsuki’s mother seems restless & listless. it lasts months. mitsuki doesn’t forget it. souta does.

age eleven: mitsuki thought she was in love. she wasn’t. it was fucking puberty.

the same year, her brother ( 2 years older ) breaks out for the first time. mitsuki laughs. her brother whacks her in the head with a pillow.

age fourteen: souta loses his job. the newspaper shuts down, & aki pays for the family. & souta decides that it’s time to drink —- which aki hates & hates & hates. there is no self-restraint in that behavior, she decides. it’s not what she expects of her household, & so she nitpicks her children. mitsuki is an easy target because aki imagines she sees bits & pieces of herself in her daughter. not that it matters.

mitsuki spends nights teasing her brother about his girlfriend. he doesn’t think her jokes are funny, & they can hear their parents arguing in the next room. souta is the main person yelling. aki doesn’t like to yell. she has too much self-restraint.

age fifteen: souta is still out of a job. puberty is a bitch, but mitsuki’s skin is pristine. she tells only her friends that she avoids blips & beeps on her skin because of her quirk —- the rest of those suckers can think she comes by it naturally. which . . . in a way? she does.

souta hasn’t found a job yet. he’s still drinking, but now he’s drinking with friends. he invites friends over to play & boasts about whatever he can. including his sons’ accomplishments, about his wife’s cleverness, about mitsuki’s . . . mitsuki. she’s growing up nicely, isn’t she? she feels like the friends leering. they’re leering. & her father doesn’t care.

she gets drunk for the first time at a party. her mother finds out when she she comes home too late. aki chews her out; it’s easier to reprimand mitsuki than it is her husband.

mitsuki gets drunk again when she’s

age sixteen : her father gets a new job. they move. life stabilizes again, & mitsuki breaks her ankle.

she gets a job at a friend’s family restaurant. she doesn’t really have big dreams for herself or anything, but she likes to imagine she can be a forceful enough presence to make something happen.

age eighteen: mitsuki has a bad relationship, if you can call it that. souta doesn’t believe her. aki thinks she probably is to blame, since mitsuki is a bit wild. there’s a bit more to it than that.

she hates it she hates it there’s a lot of empty anger & some laughter & then silent days & then inbetweens. lots of inbetweens.

she gets a roommate & moves out of her family home.

she finds some part-time work modeling ( look at that skin ! ) —- she does it to network. she’s determined & a little furious at nothing. most of her jobs are for outdoor / athletic apparel.

she becomes an aunt for the first time.

age nineteen: she doesn’t remember all of it, but it feels good to live away from home. she has a miscarriage ( she didn’t know she was pregnant ). mitsuki copes with ups & downs.

& she’s working two/three jobs until she manages at

age twenty: to get an assistant job at a design firm. there’s still the occasional modeling job, & she’s a little embarrassed by most of her work. but she likes working at the design firm. she likes

that one guy. who’s stupidly polite & looks a little judgy & a little nervous . . .

he learns so much about her, & it’s disorienting. she tells him more.

age twenty-one: they’re engaged. . it’s a lucky thing, too, because they’re engaged five months months before they learn she’s pregnant &

she goes traditional for their wedding for the sake of her mother-in-law. the wedding is fine & good & charming but doesn’t eliminate how

it’s terrifying. positively terrifying.

even more so when

age twenty-two she realizes with the birth of her son that it’s possible to love something/someone as much as this.

& then & then & then . . .

nb; nothing is described explicitly. tw for alcohol, miscarriage, harassment, & implied ipv,

#120. mitsuki #5. headcanon #6. drabble #i guess it's kinda a drabble sfg #tw alcohol #tw miscarriage #tw harassment #tw implied ipv

[littledvmbass]

Things I Should Probably Tell My Therapist:

I never expected that I would be alive this long. My first suicide attempt, I was 13, almost 14. Then 15. Then 16. 16 was when I started to realize I actually had people I wanted to be alive for, but even now at 23, I'm somehow convinced that my death would be better for them than my constant presence in their lives.

I got engaged at 17, and I cried. It wasn't because I was happy, although I was. Instead, I started crying because I never seriously thought that I would live long enough to become an adult, let alone seriously consider marriage.

But, I got married at 18. I got pregnant at 18, something else I never expected to experience. As a younger teen, I didn't think I would ever want children. I still was unsure at that point, content with it being my husband, our chihuahua, and me.

Now I'm 23, without the baby I didn't know for sure I wanted until I lost, and without the dog who kept me sane through some of the worst years of my life. I still have my husband, and two best friends that I would do anything for. But, I'm 23, full of trauma that I never expected to have to process in a healthy way. I had assumed that one day I'd finally have an attempt that wasn't just an attempt, and then that trauma would go away.

I'm looking at trauma and anxiety that I stamped down and locked away, kept inside until I finally killed myself and just didn't have to worry about it anymore. Is this really what it's like to be an adult with trauma? I don't get the panic attacks like I used to, likely thanks to medication, but I am still so terrified of everything.

I didn't expect it to be so tiring, trying to heal.

#thinking out loud #my words #my writing #spilled thoughts #therapy #diary #things i should probably tell my therapist #mental illness #tw sui implied #tw vent #tw sewerslide #tw sh related #tw miscarriage #tw pet loss #tw therapy

[thegreatstrongbow]

Ask under a read more because it’s trigger warning everything and also long

@cuilpantielthesleepyscribe​ said: (Canon x Good Lady AU, random horror/gore idea I sincerely have no idea where half of it came from, other than the inspiration of this being anon ask Hostia threatening to come back again and rip the last of Beleg and Pan's kids out of her)

In his dream, Beleg walks up to a strangely familiar rural manor house, well-kept and recently renovated. It's dark; no one seems to be home.

The doors open at a touch. Beleg walks inside. It is eerily silent, eerily well-kept. Its inhabitants might have left a moment ago, or disappeared; candles still burn along a single, obvious path.

He follows the path. Soon signs of a struggle become obvious; streaks of blood and broken furniture. Someone - multiple someones - at least one of them extraordinarily strong and motivated, fought here. Here someone crashed into a chair; there someone was thrown hard enough to break the doorframe.

He goes deeper into the manor. The first trail of blood, the first path, leads to what is obviously a nursery. A cradle and a small child's bed stand ominously empty, large bloodstains in the centres of the mattresses. Upturned furniture and bloody footsteps - those of a grown man or ellon wearing boots, and what seems like the footsteps of a baby but for the distance between each step - show signs of further struggle, as they go from doorway to wall, from wall to bed to table, and then finally to cradle.

Finally there are only one set of footsteps; the tiny footsteps have disappeared, turned into dragging streaks leading out of the room.

It leads to what seems to be the master bedroom, and the streaks end in the middle of the floor. A small, dark-haired Mannish woman is sprawled bonelessly there, her sightless gaze turned to the bed, her long hair half-fallen from its pins and spread around her. She looks eerily like a certain scribe Beleg knows. Her stomach is still swollen under the stiff bodice of her blue gown, but her sleeves and skirts are shredded, and between her spread legs is nothing but a bloody ruin, red liquid soaking her and her gown from knees to waist, a pool of it around her; too much for any human to survive. Now the source of the streaks, the earlier tiny footprints becomes obvious: her feet are unnaturally tiny, her once-fine silk shoes soaked in blood. There's odd blotches of blood, short streaks here and there; the backs of the heels had obviously been dragged across this section of floor, leaving further bloody streaks only a few inches long, as though she had struggled and been jerked along the floor while already lying down.

The booted footsteps pause between her legs, back up and disappear briefly, before resuming and leading to an armchair in the room. Sprawled in the armchair is a tall, heavyset Man, dirty blond, the former strength of a prolific hunter and soldier gone to seed evident in him. His face had once been handsome, but time has given him wrinkles and dragged his cheeks into jowls, and some unknown injury gives his gaze a strange disconnection, as if not entirely cognizant of the world around him. The malice in his expression remains clear, however.

In his left hand is an unidentifiable, gory mass, flashes of tiny white bones and a fleshy cord the only hint of what it might have once been. In his right is a silver dagger.

"I warned you that I would return."

(Is dream!Pan alive but in shock? Did Hostia finally discover the point of no return for exsanguination in vampires? Does it have to make sense? No one knows)

It is familiar and it is not. The silence sank into his skin. Even before his feet led him up the stairs, he knew something was wrong. The smell of blood was acid sharp. It reminded him of a hunt, of a butchered animal. But he did not need to see anything to know that what he feared was true; this was not animal blood.

Instinctively, as he entered the nursery, he reached for his sword. Anglachel felt heavy in his hand. Wait. Was that sword not lost? He did not remember having it with him - but he drew it, the black blade seeming to hum. Bloodthirsty. His mouth felt dry.

The sight of the cradle made his stomach churn; if his feet had obeyed him, he would have burst into the bedroom in that moment, and slain whatever beast lay in wait. But he found he could only move slowly, like trudging through thick snow. Nausea rises up in his throat. He crushes the feeling down. He must know. He must. He didn't want to. But he had to.

The woman is so familiar he almost burst into tears right there. But no; the ears, the dress, the feet - it's not her, but it is her, he's not sure he's even him now. His eyes take in the scene. Anglachel murmurs for blood. A struggle. A child. No more - she had been pregnant? And yet there was more blood here than he had ever seen a person lose. It could not all be hers. Could it?

Gradually, his eyes followed the path of the boots. He did not know what he expected to see. Surely, a man could not have done this. Surely it was some monster with the feet of a man.

The older man in the chair was not familiar. But the hatred in his face was and Beleg felt reflected back in him, as he raised Anglachel, urged forward by the sword. Or was it his own rage that powered him now, rage and grief that threatened to tear him apart from the inside. He did not know who this man was, or why he had done this.

But he knew he had to die.

#please heed the tags #blood tw #violence tw #miscarriage tw #gore tw #child death tw #answered #good lady au #cuilpantielthesleepyscribe #beleg and pan cinematic universe: horror editon #heavy gore tw #i think i got them all #death tw #implied rape tw