#'bank of mum and dad but not mum'

[fazcinatingblog]

dangerous

[wingsofhcpe]

is there like some common belief in Germany that makes the average person here think that if they say something in German, and I reply "English please, I don't understand", angrily and condescendingly yelling the same thing at me STILL in German will somehow make me instantly and magically fluent in their own language? Like oh I said I didn't understand what you said and if you can repeat it in English but you yelled the same thing again while pointing me at a German sign, NOW I understand everything you just said that I couldn't catch a word of a second ago, thank you! 🙄

[cyatzura]

my mum was constantly asking me what i want for my bday and in the end i was like all i really need is a new watch but i want to pick it out myself so it's fine and a day later my sis texts me like talked to mum i am buying you the orv pocket watch 😭✋🏾 am i supposed to use that at work???

[a-very-fond-farewell]

:/

[official-saul-goodman]

To be fucking frank I'll be more than happy if people just didn't get married or didn't get into relationships, if it can avoid the way marriage and civil partnerships can trap women and children in abusive situations.

[supersonicbitchinnit]

If i do not get those fucking London date tickets, nobody will ever know peace again

[tearfest]

mini life update in the tags bc i need somewhere 2 rant < 3

[throwing-roses-into-the-abyss]

so I'm (partially) going back to work tomorrow and it feels weird because the last couple of weeks have just been so weird too. like it feels simultaneously like my mum passed away and the exhibit opened ages ago yet also like it all happened only just now (which I guess it did, it's not even a month since my mum died). My sense of time is all scrambled, I have no idea what happened when in the past weeks and all my memories are kinda hazy.

and on one hand it's like I'm barely even grieving my mum and just living my life but also at the same time like everything's turned upside down and I don't know what to do with myself. my brain is definitely barely functional, so that's going to be interesting.

work's gonna be weird because 2 of my favourite coworkers have quit (one because she's mad at me for ???? reasons and she never even let me know, I had to find out through our chairman) and my big project is done. I have things to do at the museum but it's gonna be relatively small things. And because so many people have left this past year, the whole textile department is up to me now, and I'm now the main collection management person in the entire museum.

I do feel like I absolutely made the most out of my vacation, I saw my friends a bunch of times and did day trips and just hung out outside to enjoy the sunshine and did a ton of work around the house and a lot of relaxing on my couch, but at the same time it feels like I haven't done enough and there's so much still to do.

and idk if I've just kind of been hiding away in a bubble the last couple of weeks and that bubble's going to burst this week when I pick up some of my usual rhythm again but now without going to my mum daily.

idk. everything is just so. weird. I genuinely think my brain has just straight up stopped processing a lot of emotions, the past 13 or so months have just been too goddamn much.

[milf-harrington]

its really just one thing after another in this family (entertained)

[nerdie-faerie]

It seems to really be hitting my mum just how young she was when she had me in light of her upcoming birthday

[fastandcarlos]

Baby Ricciardo Incoming : ̗̀➛Daniel Ricciardo

summary: work has always been the focus for daniel, but as he watches you with his niece, he can't help but find himself wondering if he wants work to be his priority for much longer

“Look!” Your niece ran over to you, holding her hand out to show you the seashell that she had found on the beach. 

You placed your book down, holding your hand underneath hers so that you could take a closer look at it. “Wow, that’s beautiful,” you smiled in reply, adding to her enthusiasm as she bounced on the tips of her toes. 

“Can you come and help me find some more Y/N?” She excitedly asked you, trying to take a hold of your hand and pull you along with her. You looked to Daniel who was watching the conversation unfold, nodding his head as you stood up and placed your book back into your bag. 

“Last one to the water is a smelly fish!” You teased, sprinting off down to the shoreline as your niece hurried behind you. You could hear her giggles as she tried to catch up, shouting out how you cheated first. 

Whilst you entertained his niece, Daniel was left with the rest of his family watching the situation unfold. “She’s so good with her,” Daniel’s sister commented. 

His brother-in-law nodded in agreement with her, inviting himself into the conversation. “Do you know how many times she asked this morning whether you guys were coming? She thought we were messing with her but she’s been beyond excited to hang out with Y/N today.” 

“She’s got that spark about her when it comes to kids,” Daniel proudly smiled, watching the two of you as you inspected the beach for more shells. “However much she loves hanging out with Y/N, Y/N loves hanging out with her just as much, it’s about the only time she gets to hang around with a child these days.” 

“Does she not have any on her side of the family?” Daniel’s mum asked him. 

As Daniel’s head shook, there was surprise among the group. “She’s a natural,” his dad commented, “I’m surprised she doesn’t have lots of children in her life with how good of a job she does with them.” He added, watching as Daniel nodded in agreement, unable to hide the smile on his face. 

“She’s been desperate for a niece or nephew on her side of the family, but her siblings don’t seem to be in any rush,” Daniel informed them all, unable to take his eyes away from watching you and his niece play. 

You had the attention of several other family members at the same time too. “Why is it up to her siblings to be the ones to have a baby on her side?” His mum quizzed. 

“Well...” Daniel stuttered, quickly picking up on the hint that his mother was dropping in response to him. 

Luckily for Daniel you were soon disturbed by some shrieks as your niece came sprinting back up the beach with you in tow behind her. 

“We’ve got so many shells!” 

There were smiles all around as your niece scattered the shells around where the blankets had been laid out on the beach. Everyone inspected them closely, sounding a little more excited than they actually were in order to add to the smile that was on your niece’s face. 

“You did such a good job,” Daniel grinned as his niece took a seat beside him, just as you managed to climb back up the bank and rejoin the rest of Daniel’s family. 

“Y/N found my favourite one,” she told him, showing him the large, pink shell that you found buried in a pile of sand. 

“She’s got a good eye for nice looking things,” Daniel teased, feeling your hand hit over the top of his head. Luckily for Daniel, his joke went straight about his niece’s head as she just nodded in agreement with him. 

Once you were seated, you shuffled closer into Daniel’s side. Your niece ran off to show her collection to her parents leaving the two of you sat alone, a short distance between you and the rest of the family. 

Daniel’s arm draped across your shoulders as you sat down, allowing your head to rest against his shoulder. “Have I mentioned how beautiful you look today?” He asked you. 

“What have you done?” You sniggered, “or what do you want from me?” 

“I’ve just been sat admiring you and how beautiful you looked whilst you were playing down there,” Daniel whispered, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “You know she always has the best time with you, Nicole was telling me how much she was pestering them to make sure you joined us today.” 

“She’s a great kid, it’s always fun hanging out with her,” you responded, smiling to yourself as you continued to hear her giggles in the background. 

Daniel hummed in agreement with you, although his niece was great, it was your company that really gave her that extra injection of enthusiasm. “She won’t want us to leave tomorrow.” 

“I don’t want to leave tomorrow either,” you admitted, taking Daniel by surprise. “I love Monaco, but this just feels right. I feel like a big kid whenever I’m with your niece.” 

There was a seriousness beside you that you rarely saw in Daniel, listening intently as you spoke. “Everyone here today has said how amazing you are with her, and I couldn’t agree more,” he noted, watching as your smile turned up in response to the compliment that you received from his family. 

“Where’s this coming from Daniel?” You asked, turning around so that you were facing him. There was a glimmer in his eye that you hadn’t seen for quite some time, a brightness that had you wondering what exactly was going through his mind. 

There was a moment of quiet as Daniel composed himself, feeling your eyes watching him closely. “I guess being here, and listening to everyone it’s just got me thinking.” 

“What are you thinking about?” You pushed a little further. 

“Us...I guess...and how our future looks.” 

You didn’t quite know what to say as Daniel spoke, it was a conversation that you and Daniel very rarely had. “How does our future look to you?” You questioned, although you already knew the answer, Daniel’s career was his focus as he told you time and time again. 

“I know I love my job, but it’s not what I’m going to be able to do forever, and we’re not getting any younger,” Daniel admitted, “maybe I’d be a little more open to starting to think about having kids then I have been before.” 

“Really?” You smiled, taken aback, “this is a change of attitude.” 

He could easily put his finger on the reason why his attitude had changed, seeing you with his niece was beyond special to him. You’d always assured Daniel that you’d wait until he was ready but in a sudden change of events it seemed as though Daniel had decided that he didn’t want to wait much longer. And although you disguised it well, it was music to your ears to hear it. 

“You know, there’s no one else I’d ever want to call the mother of my child,” Daniel whispered into your ear, making sure that no one else could hear. 

“And there’s no one else that I’d want to share that journey with either,” you added, pushing yourself further into Daniel’s side. As you got closer, you could hear him giggling away to himself, his smile was wide, his heart was bursting with love. 

As much as he loved the people around him, there was a missing piece to his family that Daniel was starting to crave. “I don’t think my mum would be able to contain herself if we gave her another grandchild either.” 

“I never said anything, but she’s been asking me for months when we’re having a baby,” you informed him, hearing Daniel scoff. 

His eyes rolled at how typical it was of her. “Even after all these years together, I’m sure my mum is still obsessed with you, she loves you more than me sometimes I swear.” 

“I don’t think she’s the only one,” you smirked, admiring the adoring look that Daniel gave you once again. 

˗ˏˋ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ! ´ˎ˗

[astonmartinii]

ultimate wing man | daniel ricciardo social media au

pairing: daniel ricciardo x horner!reader y/n is notoriously single, and her dad decides to take it into his own hands.

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yourusername

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yourusername: galentines was a must this year

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user1: this girl cute and rich how come no man has come in for her?

yourusername: i ask myself that everyday tbf i am a catch 🎣

user2: i need to be her friend asap

christianhorner: looking lovely darling as usual

yourusername: thank you papa

yourbff1: thank you for the champagne father horner

yourbff2: thank you for driving to london to pick us up at 2am father horner

yourbff3: sorry for throwing up in the porsche father horner

christianhorner: no worries girls, all will be forgiven if you convince y/n to go on the date i set up for her

yourusername: will you stopppppppp i just got out of a relationship ur not gonna be grandpa for a good fucking while

christianhorner: you can be the one to tell your mum that

yourusername: please your ego can't take being called grandpa

user4: so what i'm hearing is i need to be friends with y/n to get my nights out paid for by christian horner

user5: i know yall hate christian but his relationships with his kids kinda make me like him

user6: no i agree with you, it's super cute and you can't handle that he's just good at his job

maxverstappen1: oh i see, @danielricciardo why didn't we get our tabs covered?

danielricciardo: clearly aren't loved as much here :(

yourusername: i mean i'm his literal flesh and blood

maxverstappen1: but we make him money ???

yourusername: and i spend it?

danielricciardo: so we're funding the galentines benders?

yourusername: eh probably, i do have a job but i'd rather spend other people's money lol

user7: she's so real

user8: she is my professor of girl maths

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christianhorner: had to get the grill out for this bank holiday weekend with the family

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user10: christian referring to max and dan as family sergio i am so sorry

user11: the state of the seasoning makes me think that sergio dodged a bullet

yourusername: thank you papa but disappointed not to see you wearing the apron i got you for christmas

christianhorner: i'm sorry y/n but i'm not going to wear a "this chef wants to fuck toto wolff" apron at a family event

yourusername: shame, you wear daniel's merch all the time

danielricciardo: awwww christian i'm blushing

user12: i'm sorry christian horner owns a "this chef wants to fuck toto wolff" apron and we haven't seen it

user13: y/n horner you are a national treasure for real

maxverstappen1: woah who are those sexy guys in the last picture?

yourusername: the way i can't escape yall even at family events

maxverstappen1: not our fault ur dad loves us

danielricciardo: though there are definite perks

christianhorner: my cooking skills?

danielricciardo: sure...

user14: christian's obsession with daniel needs to be studied

yourusername: i think it's just a horner thing tbf

user15: HUH?

user16: i mean who isn't obsessed with daniel

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user17: to be honest i would love for y/n and daniel to be a thing i am TIRED of constantly reading about how her latest bf has cheated on her

user18: for real that girl is in the trenches all the time she needs a good guy

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yourusername: not really the dress for a pasta dinner but look at the material

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user22: miss ma'am i thought we were a no on the dating thing for a while

yourusername: i'm dumb i know but i have a good feeling about this one !!

user23: i think i've seen this film before

yourusername: have some faith my dad picked him so it's not my terrible taste

maxverstappen1: wait so you actually went on the date your dad set up for you?

yourusername: uh yeah when you have taste this bad you need intervention

maxverstappen1: you said it not me

yourusername: you said nothing every time i brought them to the garage

maxverstappen1: not to your face lol i was trying to be nice in front of your dad

yourusername: hmmmmmm well part of me thinks you guys won't have any complaints about this one

user23: i hate that i am so invested in this

alexalbon: so the date happened and lily and i still haven't gotten the debrief yet? i see how it is.

yourusername: bro i just got home and sat down give me some time

alexalbon: let me put the kettle on and then call us

yourusername: i can't promise i can tell you who it was just yet

lilymunhe: you're such a tease !!!

yourusername: gentleman don't kiss and tell

user24: walk with me: christian set this date up, christian loves daniel, daniel and the guy in the picture both have tattoos, daniel usually comments on all of y/n's posts but is silent on this one

user25: get a life (i believe you 100%).

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danielricciardo: enchante

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user26: WHAT IS GOING ON IN THE HOUSE OF COMMONS

user27: daniel really said fuck y/n's soft launch

maxverstappen1: YES the garage owe me $50

yourusername: you bet on who my date was?

maxverstappen1: well i bet even though it was the most obvious thing in the world who your dad would choose

yourusername: my dad has good taste?

user28: it's annoying me how cute this is

user29: i need it to be me next time

yourbff1: father horner can you matchmake for me next please, anyone on the grid will work

christianhorner: my days of being cupid are over unfortunately, pulling this off was way too stressful

user30: you telling me horner gets more stressed over setting his daughter up rather than whole ass races

yourusername: you're lucky you're sexy i had the whole soft launch planned out

danielricciardo: my sexiness has gotten me out of a lot in life

yourusername: it won't get you out of this family dinner though

danielricciardo: oh please your dad is only having dinner so he can see me

yourusername: unfortunately true, at least i love you as well now

danielricciardo: you always did, don't lie

yourusername: yeah but i don't want to inflate your ego any more

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maxverstappen1: someone save me from the constant torture of third wheeling

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user32: max is such a mood, i too become suicidal around any happy couple

yourusername: i don't remember you complaining when we literally made you dinner and hung out with you all night because you were "bored and lonely and wanted to annoy us"

maxverstappen1: *annoy my favourites

danielricciardo: we're well aware we're your favourites, we're the only ones who will tolerate you

maxverstappen1: well when you put it like that it makes me sad

yourusername: nooooo maxy we love you

user33: max using a meme of himself is peak max verstappen behaviour i can't lie

landonorris: wait so where was my invitation?

yourusername: this wasn't an invite only event it was me and daniel trying to have an evening in

maxverstappen1: but i thought you liked that i bought jimmy and sassy :(

yourusername: I LOVE THEM PLEASE HELP ME CONVINCE DANIEL TO GET A CAT

danielricciardo: i love you so much but we can barely feed ourselves and max so maybe we shouldn't be in charge of another living creature

yourusername: can we at least cat sit :(

danielricciardo: of course honey

user34: oh to be drinking wine on the couch with my boy friend daniel ricciardo

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yourusername: thank you dad, you picked a good one x

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user35: i'm so jealous rn don't hit me up

danielricciardo: i think you picked THE ONE

yourusername: he's never going to shut up about this but i'll deal with it to be with you

danielricciardo: i'm blushing y/n

yourusername: i can make you do a lot more than blush

maxverstappen1: CHILDREN PRESENT

user36: this shit is like a straight up fairytale, christian should actually go into professional matchmaking

user37: girl yeah this match was made in heaven but we all know it's because christian LOVES daniel as well

user38: he's been gagging for daniel to be his son in law since like 2014

landonorris: thank god this happened, this man was PINING for so fucking long

danielricciardo: okay like no need to blast me

yourusername: omg you pined too, suddenly i'm not as much of a loser as i once thought

danielricciardo: you were never a loser babe

landonorris: maybe you were if you had a crush on him in 2014

danielricciardo: LANDO I WAS A CATCH IN 2014

yourusername: you've always been a catch babe don't worry

christianhorner: i know what i'm doing, i'm glad you're finally happy

yourusername: thank you dad xx

danielricciardo: thank you soon to be dad xx

user39: WHAT

danielricciardo

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danielricciardo: i drove in your dad's wedding, but it'll be ours next

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user39: i think i heard christian's screams of joy all the way from the other side of the world

christianhorner: so happy for you two

danielricciardo: thank you so much for having faith in me

christianhorner: i know you'll treat her well and i know she'll treat you well, i'm excited to have you in the family

yourusername: awwww dad you're such a sap

maxverstappen1: do i need to marry into the family to still be invited to horner events?

christianhorner: no you're still invited max

yourusername: dad's golden boys will always have invites so you're safe max - bring seb to the next one too

user40: not all of the golden boys having championships other than daniel

danielricciardo: still ended up with the best prize in the end

yourusername: DANNY oh wow....

danielricciardo: not wrong though, i have no regrets because it all led to you

landonorris: @christianhorner i am painfully single please help

christianhorner: i'm not a miracle worker

yourusername: horners take no prisoners

note: pls enjoy this lil one, i did this as a palate cleanser before i get to p3 of into the arms of another and all the dragging that's about to come

[dreamescapeswriting]

Unconditional Love ~ BC

⤜WORD COUNT: 1.7K

⤜PAIRING: Chan X Fem!Reader

⤜GENRE: established relationships, mummy issues, chan comforting reader after finding her crying, mummy issues are bought up, trauma dumping i guess as well, producer bang chan not idol chan, 

⤜Copyright: © DreamEscapesWriting - August 2024

⤜MASTERLIST

The day was supposed to be something special between you and Chan, but everything went wrong at every single turn. The two of you had decided today was the day you were finally going to tackle painting the rest of the spare bedrooms in your shared home but you'd run out of paint on the third room, as well as accidentally spilt some of the new carpet on the top of the stairs, it was safe to say the day was going to hell pretty quickly.

Chan had text letting you know that the store had none of the colours you were using so he'd gone to the next town leaving you alone in the bedroom you were in, staring at the walls as you felt your phone buzzing excessively.

~Mum Calling ~

It had been ringing on and off for the last hour and a half and each time you just stared down at the screen, waiting for it to end only to pick back up once more. You had no idea how she managed to get your new number every time you got one or why she insisted on calling you from burner phones but you knew it was probably her going to everyone you knew begging for the new number.

Giving them her usual sob story about how you'd neglected to tell her you changed your number and as usual they felt sorry for her and gave her the number. Despite not knowing the true reason you never gave her your new number and why you refused to speak to her.

The two of you didn't exactly have the best relationship with one another growing up, instead of treating you like her daughter, she treated you like a bank and a punching bag for insults she would throw your way. Nothing you ever did was good enough in her eyes, nothing you ever did was good...at all for her.

Biting down on your lip you watched as the screen lit up once more with ~Mum Calling ~ but you made no move to answer it. You just watched as you waited for it to end, each time bringing up more and more painful memories for you.

All the times she'd scream in your face because you wanted attention, but you were a child...Children wanted attention from their parents. You'd done practically everything you could to get her to even pay you the tiniest bit of attention, staying in the top 1% of all your schools, getting incredible grades and giving your 100% in everything that you ever did but she didn't care.

The memories of her rushing out of the house every day to go on a spending spree of your father's hard-earned money were still burnt into your memory. Your birthdays were filled with nothing but a cupcake from the maid who had remembered it was your birthday and a card, signed by "Mum and Dad" But both signatures were your father's handwriting. Your mother didn't care and you knew that.

It had taken almost all of your life for you to realise that you meant little to your mother and that she hated you somewhere inside of her. Every conversation...on the rare occasion that you'd have one led to her screaming at you and insulting you about how you could never measure up the way she wanted you to.

~Mum calling~

Sighing to yourself you knew you were going to regret it but you answered the phone, not even able to open your mouth before she started the screaming match,

"What if I was dying?! Huh?! What if I was calling you because I was dying?!" She screeched,

"I'd hope you'd call Emergency services." You mumble a little, sinking against the unpainted wall behind you as you feel yourself shrinking at her words.

"You're the worst daughter in the world you know! You never come to fucking see me! Ever since your father divorced me and threw me to the side for that younger bitch you never see me!" She screamed making you roll your eyes.

Your father hadn't left her FOR anyone, he'd left her because - like you - he'd had enough of her shit and finally decided to leave her. Unfortunately for you, while he could hide from her for the rest of his days you couldn't count yourself that lucky. Your father served her with divorce papers and a restraining order, cutting off total contact with her and leaving her with nothing.

None of his money was hers thanks to the prenup his father had made them sign and she was left with nothing. Hence why she constantly called you, begging and pleading with you to send her a little money because her benefits didn't suit her lavish lifestyle, in her eyes.

"What do you want, mum?" You asked, cutting her off as she continued to ramble about what an awful man your father was when he'd done everything he could to make her happy in all their years of marriage until he finally snapped.

"Is that any way to talk to the woman that gave birth to you?! That raised you?!" She continued on but you ignored her. Raised you? If you counted shoving you in the arms of nannies from the moment she could as raising you then sure. But your mother had never been involved in any of that.

She merely palmed you off in the hands of anyone she could, your grandparents, the nannies...the maids. Even friends. You could still remember the one time you'd stayed over at a friend's home for almost two weeks because your mother had gone to Paris for a "break" a break from what, you never knew. Part of you had hoped she'd forgotten you there and you could live with your friend but your father collected you one night, apologising for not noticing you were missing.

The door to the bedroom opened and you glanced up at Chan who looked concerned, even though the phone wasn't on speaker he could hear your mother screaming at you through the line.

"Mum." You mouthed to him as he sat across from you and handed you a hot chocolate and watched as you took the verbal abuse spewing from your mother's lips.

"I just need a little money," She finally finished, turning on the sweet voice as you rubbed your temples.

"I can't." Your voice came out shakey as it always did whenever you denied her the money she was scrounging for which was every single time she called you.

Because of course, she'd never call you just to check in like anyone else's mother would.

"You ungrateful little fucking bitch! I know you have money! You're with that fucking producer! He must be loaded!" Chan looked at you, slowly shifting so he was sitting behind you, bringing you to sit between his legs as he held you in a comforting manner.

He hadn't known much about your family, he'd met your dad sometimes but the topic of your mother was avidly avoided whenever it was brought up and now he understood why that was.

"And unlike you, I won't beg my husband for cash," You spit at her, only earning another spew of insults flying in your direction but this time Chan took the phone from your fingers and hung up the phone for you.

"Chan..." You whisper as he goes into your settings, blocking her number before setting all unknown numbers to go straight to voicemail from now on and he smiles weakly at you.

"You don't need to deal with this alone anymore." He whispers, throwing your phone to the side and pulling you into a tight embrace, kissing your shoulder softly as you feel yourself relax in his embrace.

"I don't get it," You choke out between sobs, your heart breaking at the thought of everything.

All your life, all you'd ever wanted was a relationship with your mother like everyone else seemed to have. Someone who was supposed to love you unconditionally and be there for you. All your friends had someone they could turn to, their mothers waiting with open arms.

"Why am I not good enough for her?" You finally cry, hiding in Chan's chest as he starts to rub your back softly. Your body trembles as you speak, your voice heavy with everything you'd been holding back for so long.

"Why doesn't she love me? I've always...I've always watched everyone else with their mums, and they look so happy...W-Why don't I get that too?" You cried softly as he stroked your back gently, his heart aching with how sad you were.

"It's not your fault. You deserve...so much love and it hurts me to see you go through this...Your mother's actions don't define your worth, baby." Fresh tears spill down your cheeks but Chan brushed them away gently.

"It feels like they do." You whisper, your voice trembling now.

"I just...I want her to love me, to finally tell me she's proud of me but all she cares about is money. It's like I don't matter to her at all." Chan pulled you closer, pressing his forehead to yours as he rocked you both gently.

"You matter so much, Yn. To me, to your friends, to everyone who truly cares about you. I'm sorry your mum is so blind she can't see how incredible you are...How amazing her daughter is but it doesn't change the fact that you're fucking everything to me and so many others," He whispers as he cradles you into him, your tears soaking through his shirt,

"I know it hurts...but you're loved. You have people around you who care about you deeply... I'm here for you...always," He whispered as he continued to hold you, letting you cry for as long as you needed to in his warm embrace.

After a while, you finally sniffled and wiped your face from the tears,

"Thank you, Channie. I don't know what I'd do without you," Chan simply tightened his hold around you,

"you'll never have to find that out." He promises you, bringing a soft kiss to your forehead as you smile softly up at him.

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[timkontheunsure]

So are we thinking Via is prophetic?

Or has she just being raised by a dad that's borderline suicidal, only holding on for her;

With an abusive mum that been dreaming about murdering him for years?

Cus either way Via kinda fecked right now.

Her worst fear just hit, and Stolas always assumed if he was taken away from her it's be his death.

With safeguards put in place for her to get everything she'd ever need as his aire.

(Don't think he really thought that through because it still wouldn't make up for him being gone. But he never banked on a extremely dicey conservatorship where they'll probably want rid of her as soon as they can get her to sign things over to uncle and mummy dearest).

[bbokarimenu]

Proud Dad, Happy Heart

pairing: idoldadbangchan!x fem reader!

genre: fluff

warnings: none

an: last one for today ☺️

Masterlist

The studio was electric with anticipation. Stray Kids were scheduled to perform on Music Bank, and I was seated front row with our five-year-old daughter, Hana, perched on my lap. The cheers of the audience vibrated through the walls, the energy infectious as the lights dimmed and the crew prepared the stage for the performance.

Beside me, Hana clutched my hand, her blue eyes wide as she watched the team of stylists and crew members bustling around, getting everything ready for the boys. Chan, her dad, would be performing in just a few minutes. It would be the first time since Hana’s fifth birthday that she would watch him on stage. She had always been a proud little girl, but today, her excitement seemed to overflow with every beat of the music coming from the rehearsals behind the stage curtains.

“Are you ready to see Daddy, Hana?” I asked, brushing a stray lock of her hair back.

She nodded eagerly, her ponytail bouncing with her enthusiasm. “I’m so ready, Mum!” she exclaimed, her voice carrying through the low hum of the crowd.

As the crew finished setting up, I noticed Hana’s fingers nervously twisting around the edge of her dress. It was a cute, little floral number I had picked out for her, one that she insisted on wearing for the occasion. “He’s going to be amazing, Hana. Just like always.”

Hana nodded again, but I could see the worry in her eyes. “What if I mess up? I don’t want Daddy to get worried.”

I squeezed her hand gently. “You won’t mess up. Daddy is going to be so proud of you, just like we’re proud of him.”

The audience grew louder as the clock ticked closer to showtime. Hana’s eyes scanned the stage, looking for any sign of Chan. “Where is he, Mum?”

“He’s getting ready in his dressing room. He’ll be out soon,” I reassured her, glancing at the monitor where the boys were making final adjustments before heading on stage. I could spot Chan, fussing with his hair and adjusting his outfit. Even from a distance, I could see the familiar lines of concentration on his face, the way his shoulders slightly hunched with the weight of anticipation.

“Look, Mum!” Hana tugged at my sleeve, pointing toward the stage. “They’re coming out!”

I followed her gaze, and sure enough, Stray Kids lined up, ready to make their entrance. The cheers from the audience grew louder, a sea of light sticks waving in the darkened studio. The boys took their positions, and the music began to play.

As the beat started, I could see Chan step forward. His eyes scanned the audience, landing on us briefly before he focused back on the performance. His movements were smooth, confident, his voice hitting every note with precision. It was clear he had poured every bit of himself into this performance, and I couldn’t have been more proud.

Hana’s face lit up with excitement as she watched her dad. “Mum, is that Daddy?” she asked, her voice tinged with awe.

“Yep, that’s him,” I replied, brushing a tear from my cheek. “Isn’t he amazing?”

She nodded, her eyes wide and bright as she continued to watch him. “I want to dance just like him when I grow up.”

“Well, maybe not just like him,” I teased gently, squeezing her hand. “But it’s good to have big dreams.”

As Stray Kids launched into their first song, Hana was completely captivated. She watched intently, mimicking their dance moves and singing along under her breath. Each time Chan came forward, she would clap louder, shouting encouragement to him as if he could hear her through the crowd.

I laughed softly, marveling at the sight of my little girl cheering for her dad. The bond they shared was unmistakable, even from a distance. It was the kind of connection that defied logic, rooted deeply in love and shared experiences.

Mid-performance, as Chan took the microphone for his solo, he caught my eye briefly. There was a soft, reassuring smile on his lips, a silent acknowledgment of his presence in our lives. It was as if he were silently saying, I’m here, and I love you. My heart swelled with emotion.

As the music transitioned into the next track, the energy on stage shifted. The boys were in their element, their chemistry evident as they moved seamlessly from one song to the next. Chan’s confidence was unmistakable, his gaze occasionally straying toward us in the audience. I could see him mouthing the words I love you whenever the spotlight hit him.

“Is Daddy tired?” Hana asked softly, leaning into me. “He’s been singing a lot.”

“He’s not tired, sweetheart. He’s just really into the performance,” I assured her, stroking her hair. “And remember, he loves doing this. It’s his dream.”

Hana nodded, still watching intently. “He loves us too, right?”

I smiled down at her, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Of course, he does. More than anything.”

As the last song drew to a close, Stray Kids took their final bows, sweat glistening on their skin under the studio lights. The crowd’s cheers were deafening, and I could see Chan searching the audience until his eyes found ours. A small, appreciative wave went in our direction, and Hana’s face broke into a radiant smile, her hands waving furiously.

“Good job, Daddy!” she shouted over the noise, her voice full of pride.

Chan’s smile widened as he spotted us. He gestured toward Hana, making a heart with his hands, then blew her a kiss. The sight made my heart swell with pride and love.

The boys exited the stage, but Chan lingered for a moment longer. He took a moment to catch his breath, his chest rising and falling with effort. Then, he made his way toward us, weaving through the crew and past security.

When he finally reached us, Hana launched herself into his arms. “Daddy!” she squealed, her tiny arms wrapping around his neck. “You were amazing!”

Chan chuckled, his eyes crinkling with joy. “Thank you, baby. Did you have fun watching me?”

Hana nodded, her cheeks flushed with excitement. “It was the best!”

I stepped forward, my heart full. “You were fantastic, Chan. As always.”

Chan gave me a grateful smile, his gaze softening. “Thank you, love. And thank you for bringing Hana here today. It means the world to me.”

“You’re welcome,” I replied, stepping closer to give him a quick kiss on the lips. “We wouldn’t have missed it for the world.”

As we started to make our way out of the studio, Chan reached for my hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “That was a good show,” he said, his voice warm with satisfaction. “But you know what’s the best part?”

“What’s that?” I asked, glancing up at him.

“Having you two here to share it with me,” Chan replied, his eyes flicking to Hana who was chattering animatedly about the performance. “It makes everything better. Seeing you both in the audience is what keeps me going.”

Hana skipped ahead, her little legs carrying her with ease. “I want to be on stage like Daddy one day,” she declared.

Chan looked down at her, his expression tender. “You can be whatever you want, baby. Just remember to dream big.”

I watched them, my heart full of love and gratitude. There was no denying the deep bond between them. As they walked ahead, talking about the show and life in general, I couldn’t help but feel blessed. Hana was growing up in a world where her dad was a star, but more importantly, she was growing up surrounded by love—love from a father who was always present, always proud, and always there to catch her when she fell.

As we exited the building and stepped into the quiet of the parking lot, I wrapped my arms around them both, pulling them close. “We’re so proud of you, Chan,” I whispered, feeling the weight of his sacrifices and the depth of his commitment to both family and career.

Chan smiled, pressing a kiss to my temple. “Thank you, love. I couldn’t ask for anything more.”

And as we drove away from the studio, Hana’s voice rang out from the backseat. “Daddy, I’m so glad I got to see you today.”

I smiled, looking back at her in the rearview mirror. “We’re glad too, sweetheart. More than you know.”

[danrifics]

so i asked my mum if she thought dnp not having a joint bank account was weird and is it weird they pay every thing out of phils account and my mum said that’s a very married thing to do and that’s how her and my dad’s finances work 😭