#But she does actually work on top of all her stay at home momming

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Home Grown 2

Warnings: non/dubcon, stalking, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Characters: Cole Turner

This AU is called Watcher Anonymous and will include different series for different characters. This is our introduction to Cole and Eartha.

Summary: loneliness can drive one to desperate measures.

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging ❤️

Cole waits. It's all he can do. He's impatient. He's frustrated. He's angry.

He tenses as he feels the pressure in his core. It lodges deep in his pelvis as his hand glides up and down his dick, pumping desperately for release. He grits his teeth and growls. Almost there. Almost--

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

It's not working. It won't... won't happen. He's backed up. Bad. Worse, the damn erection won't stop. When he does finally get himself calm, it pops back up. He thought of calling a doctor but that's embarrassing. He just needs to let it out. He needs her.

He sits up, jostling the bed, and grabs his phone. The feed is still down. He wants to scream. His balls hurt. A lot. He cradles them and whimpers.

He forces himself off the mattress. He doesn't even get dressed before he goes out in the hall. The thought of anything against his dick right now is torture. Besides, his mom won't be up yet and dad can't do anything these days.

He cranks on the shower and steps under the flow. It stays cold even as he waits for it to warm up. What the hell is it now? At least the frigid water made him limp.

He gets out and stomps across the hall to his room. He grabs his robe and slippers and hurries out. He goes down to the basement to check the water heater. He uses his phone to illuminate the meter. It's not working. He touches the side, expecting to get scalded. It's freezing. Goddamn it! One thing after another.

As he slides the flashlight to off, his phone vibes. He nearly drops it. The must smell of cobwebs and dust has him pinching his nose as he swipes through his notifications.

It's working! She finally clicked on that link. He looked over the email Jensen coded. It's pretty convincing. At least, it worked on her.

He can see her through the lens of her phone. Closer than ever. She's gorgeous. He forgot how good she looks. She frowns as she keeps tapping then gives up. He sets her phone down on an angle, in some sort of stand. It faces her room as she moves around.

She just woke up too. She's in a camisole and short shorts. He's almost hypnotised at the sight of her thighs. He loves the little dimples in them. She turns her back and bends. The fabric rides up on her ass. She's so... full. He can imagine his hands on her, jiggling all that cushion. Shit, he's hard again.

He shoves his hand under his robe as he leans on the wall. She picks up the mess in her room. She can be a bit forgetful but she gets to stuff in the end. She moves around as she plucks up all the clothes and shove them in a basket.

She stands and blows a breath out. Her tit hangs over the top of her camisole and she fixes it. He squeezes tighter and his voice drones from him. He's so close. Just a little more.

As she picks the fabric from between her cheeks, he grunts. His whole body spasms as he cums. It leaks down his robe and spatters down his legs. Shit. Shit, it won't stop.

When he's finally done, he's shaking. He might just fold in on himself. Woah. He can't even imagine what it will be like to really be with her. He'll need to work on his stamina. He wouldn't want to disappoint her.

"Cole?" His mother's voice makes him flinch.

He lets go of his slimy dick and clears his throat.

"You down there? The water's not getting hot."

"I know, ma," he yells up, exasperated, "I'm working on it."

He wipes his hand on the inside of his robe. He has cum cooling on his legs and up his stomach. God, he's a mess.

He goes back to the water heater. He checks the connections and the valves. It's ancient. It's outdated. Just like everything else. It's all piling up. New heater, new tractor, new barn door.

He doesn't want to figure all this shit out. He wants to figure her out. He wants to make her a home she can be happy in. A place where she's not alone. Where he's not alone.

He sighs. He needs help. He hates to ask Jensen any more favours, but maybe there's someone else. Where can he even start?

He went on once, right at the beginning of the Discord. Jensen helped. Gave him extensive instructions. Make sure the firewall is in place and the VPN too. Don't connect without it.

He climbs the stairs and hears his mom in the kitchen. She tuts as she turns the faucet on and off, "Cole?"

"Ma, I said I'm on it." He hisses, storming past her, hoping she can't see the wet spot on his robe.

"Honey, I know--"

"Ma, please, I'm not even dressed," he stomps to the stairs and gnashes down on a growl.

He can't do this much longer. He can't take it. His sister needs to come home and his parents need to figure this out. It's time for the egg to come out of the nest.

He wipes himself off with a cold wet cloth before he goes back to his room. He props his phone up so he can watch her. She's just laying in bed, staring back at him. She must be watching something on her phone. She's so pretty.

He shakes the distraction off and goes through the instructions; firewall, VPN, remote-in. He always thought the darkweb was an urban legend or whatever. He didn't stay on it long the first time, he got too nervous. But he's desperate and he can't go through that again. He can't lose her. Ever.

[wherevenusholdssomeofficespace]

Yknow, though I don't think its completely inaccurate to call Linda a stay at home mom, she technically isn't really.

I don't think she is ever explicitly stated to be one in show first of all, but we do know she helps Lawrence out with the antique store. We see her working there. She has a job, which kinda negates the "stay at home" thing.

The antique store is often considered to be what Lawrence does for a living, and Lawrence seems to have more of an interest in antiques but it is "Flynn-Fletcher antiques" and Lawrence doesn't have the hyphenated name. It is just as much Linda's store as his by all accounts. If it is Lawrence's job it is also Linda's. Now, I don't think "mom sells antiques" is said the way "dad sells antiques" is. But we do know Linda enjoys antiques, going to antiquing events with her husband. And again, we see her running the store sometimes.

It's just that Linda is ALSO the kids primary caregiver, and since we see her mostly doing household management tasks. So we gloss over the fact she's a business owner.

Admittedly we see Linda doing a lot of non-work related things, lot of volunteer work, a lot of classes, a lot of get togethers with friends. But we do see Lawrence engaging in other activities too, if not as frequently (painting, putting together an old car for Candace, buying stars, watching favorite childhood shows). Not to mention the hobbies the pair participate in together.

I wouldn't be surprised if Linda takes a step back from the antique store during the summer months to look after the kids when they are out of school but puts in more hours during the school year. And since the show is set during the summer that's what we see. And as a business owner, she's got flexibility in her job schedule to do all the things that stay at home moms do: make dinner and snacks, drive kids places, dedicate lots of time to volunteer work, and generally just be around while her kids are home. But she does, in fact, have a job.

idk where I'm going with this exactly, but I feel Linda is more often seen as a stay at home mom rather than a working mom, even though she's kind of in between. We forget that she ALSO sells antiques for a living. Linda IS a housewife in the sense she takes care of the house and kids while Lawrence looks after the shop more. But both parents do both.

[fancyfeathers]

With the bat family daughter darling, did she already go to the same Gotham rich kid academy or did Bruce have her transfer there?

Referencing this post

Nope, her mom left Gotham before she was born traveled for work so she went with her so essentially she grew up around the world with maybe one or two homes in some place like New York or Singapore where they would stay for longer periods (1-3 months) when not traveling, with a tutor/governess teaching her. Like when her mother was originally engaged to Bruce he was more wealthy than her but she certainly has quite a bit of money to her name, like think Astrid Leong from Crazy Rich Asians, like the the first scene we see her in she buys earrings in Shanghai that cost 1.2 million (at cost), she has money.

Now I think Bruce would want her to attend a private academy, especially with Damian (despite the fact that she is terrified of him, it’s good sibling bonding). Now this could go one of two ways, she wants to go or she does not.

The first of two is if she might not be the best behaved and school would be her only way of socializing with other people her age, she is in a different class than Damian since he’d probably be older than her so he is not there to watch her every move throughout the day despite how much he would try to.

The other way is that she would not want to go to school there, like I mentioned earlier her and her mom had houses in New York and Singapore and while NYC isn’t too far away from Gotham, Singapore is and she has friends in both places and if she went to regular school it would be harder for her to see them when their own families were in town for business or if some good grace allowed it, being able to go back to see them.

Now the second option is very much less unlikely unless there is some serious good behavior from both of the darlings, mother and daughter. Bruce could certainly be convinced, especially after seeing his little girl’s wide smile when she finally gets to see her friends at the wedding of her parents.

Now her brothers certainly would not be happy, namely, and in order of how upset they would be, Damian, Dick, and Tim (Jason would not care enough that it would be a major issue for him).

Damian is very much that scary big brother that scares everyone away, there is no way he can look after her if she is with a bunch of people he’s never met besides maybe once or twice tops.

Dick is clingy, he doesn’t think his baby sister old enough to have friends outside of her family (ignoring the fact that she was raised by her mom and these are the kids she grew up with), he knows she doesn’t like his company much but to see her actually enjoy herself around people he does not know, it gets under his skin.

Then Tim, he has looked into everything about both of their darlings, he knows all about her friends, he knows those friends’ parents are friends of her mother, he knows of those parents and their sketchy business deals that come with most other socialite circles, and Tim certainly does not approve of them because children could turn into into their parents, he just doesn’t like the way it sits with him.

So while Mother!Darling tries to convince Bruce of allowing her to homeschool Daughter!Darling, the little girl is in the other room playing, pretending her old friends are with her.

[thissying]

"A wunderkind," said Niki Lauda when Limburger Max Verstappen (18) won his first Grand Prix in Spain on Sunday. Her wunderkind, thought Sophie Kumpen (41), at home in Maaseik in front of the television. Two hours later the phone rang: "Wow. Mom. Actually unbelievable, huh."

21 May, 2016

Sophie was at home on Sunday when it happened. All alone, on a chair, in front of the television. "I've been in the pit box at enough races to know: I actually prefer to watch in the living room. You can't see it better anywhere else than on television. I have a fixed ritual for it. A candle on the table. Smartphone in hand. And that chair." (points to one of the dining room chairs)

"Of course, if I had known in advance that Max would win his first Grand Prix, I would have gone along. During those last two corners I was sitting in my chair cheering. When Max crossed the finish line, I cried. I didn't even cry at his birth. They were tears of relief, I think. He was finally able to show what I always knew he could do."

What role does genetics play? So far unclear. But this much is certain: if Max drove the competition away on Sunday - and was also a bit lucky with two top drivers dropping out - it was mainly a matter of years of training. "Max has been working towards this for fourteen years. He was four when he started karting. Jos and I practically lived on the circuit at that time. People sometimes think that we pushed Max. That's not true. It came from him. Once that happened, there was no stopping him. And honestly? I understand that. It was the same for me. That kick. That adrenaline. That quickly becomes addictive."

Sophie once lived in the same world as Max does today. She was successful in karting, and Jos had made it in F1. The couple lived in Monaco and bathed in wealth. But the divorce, in 2006, turned that life upside down. Max was eight, his sister Victoria six. It was decided: Max would stay with Jos, Victoria with Sophie. And while Jos focused on his son's career, Sophie looked for a job in Maaseik.

"A very difficult time," says Sophie. "I didn't see Max a lot then. He quickly started to achieve international success and he was abroad a lot with his father. I found that incredibly difficult. But I also knew: if we really wanted to pursue Max's big dream, he would be better off with Jos. I had to flip a switch for that. There were many nights when I lay in bed crying. Out of sadness, for the child I missed so much. I really had to let go of Max. I was often very afraid that I would lose him. Now that he is eighteen, I have the feeling that all that is changing. He visits me more often, shows up unexpectedly at the door more often. 'Mum, let's go shopping in Hasselt.' Max recently had to get his driver's license. He had to drive for a few days with a supervisor. He said: 'I want to do that with you, mum.' I am increasingly getting my place as a mum back. That feels really good."

"The contact with Jos is finally better again, too. Everything has fallen into place: Jos has remarried and I am also doing well. When Max won on Sunday, Jos called me from Barcelona. However, we hardly ever call each other. But at a moment like that you know: this is our child. And then it is nice to be able to share that emotion with each other and to be able to cry together. I am glad we had that phone call. It felt good to be able to do that. For Max as well."

"After the divorce, I started working for the OCMW [social welfare centre]. I believe that things in life happen for a reason. I see a lot of poverty. I see the underclass of society. I think it's good that I can show Max that. We talk about it. I want him to know that there is another world than his. That's good to keep his feet on the ground. As a mother, I'm sometimes afraid that he'll start to float. I think it's my job to prevent that. I often say: 'Max, don't get too big for your boots, boy. Be nice to people, be nice to the fans. If there are twenty fans, don't sign five, but twenty autographs.' Max knows that, how important that is. And he does that with a smile. Deep down he is very down to earth. Max is a very down-to-earth guy, actually. He now has a Swedish girlfriend - someone who also races. When those two visit: it is really very relaxed. Something to eat, a game of cards, a chat. Max really likes 'normal'. He recently got a sponsorship contract with Puma. He said: 'Mum, then I'll get a new pair of shoes!' I thought that was nice of him. That he could be as happy as a child with a new pair of shoes."

It's been a madhouse since Sunday. Both in Monaco and in Maaseik. "Even I've been overwhelmed all week. I've received 1,500 Facebook requests. The phone didn't stop ringing. Journalists called from America. It really can stop now. Just because Max has won once, doesn't mean he'll keep winning. We all have to stay level-headed about that. Things have been going really well for Max for a year and a half now. There will be a dip at some point. We better prepare for that. I always impress that on Max. 'Think carefully and enjoy it, because it could all be over tomorrow.' He then says: 'Yes, mum, I know.'"

It can never end more suddenly than with a crash. Last year Max came close to that. It happened in Monaco. His car: straight into the tire barrier. Sophie was watching. "I remember thinking: please, get out of that car. And he did get out of that car - unharmed. Maybe that won't happen one day. Or he will be seriously injured. From the moment your child puts on a helmet, you know that it can go wrong. Look at Jules Bianchi, last year. That crash was so hard that he was brain dead. They had to pull the plug. We talk about that. What if something like that ever happens to Max? At least we'll know that it happened while he was doing what he loved to do."

"When I light candles, that is why. So that everything goes well. But you do take into account that it could be different every time. I find the start especially difficult. After two or three laps that improves. When they're all driving behind each other. Should I tell Max that he's not allowed to race? That wouldn't be fair. I've done circuits myself. So who am I to stop my son? Fortunately I know: Formula 1 has become increasingly safer in recent years. Less and less can go wrong."

Sophie - an interior designer by education - was 21 when she said goodbye to top-level sport. "Jos and I saw each other so little that I chose my marriage . Now I sometimes think: 'What if?' When I chose Jos, I said 'no' to a top offer from Formula Opel Lotus. What if I had said 'yes'? I was good at the time. Although I also know: then I wouldn't have had Max and Victoria. The dream that I had to put aside myself, Max is now realizing in my place. That feels good. The sacrifices were not in vain. Because sacrifices: we all made them. Victoria too. Our whole life has been about Max. Sometimes I feel bad for Victoria. I can feel quite guilty about that. It must not have always been easy for Victoria to stand in the shadow of her brother. My daughter works in haircare now. Two weeks ago she put highlights on me. She is one of the best in her class. I am incredibly proud of her - just as proud as I am of Max. But sometimes it gnaws at me: Victoria was very good at karting as a child. What if Jos had invested as much in her as in Max? She could have gone very far, because I think she is better than me. I would have thought it was fantastic. If a woman does well in motorsport, that is still more impressive than when a man does it. Only, it turned out differently. And now that she is sixteen, it doesn't have to be that way for her anymore. She is happy the way she is. People often ask her why she is not like her brother. But then I think: let her be herself."

"Especially now that Max is getting older, he realizes those things. He knows that his sister sacrificed everything for him. They get along very well. Max will always take care of Victoria - a mother senses those things. They once made an appointment, laughing. Victoria had wanted a Louis Vuitton handbag for a long time. 'But I won't get one from mom,' she had told Max. And so Max said: 'When I score my first points in F1, you'll get one.' The day Max scored those points, he took Victoria into Düsseldorf. They bought the bag together. Victoria has been lugging her Vuitton everywhere ever since. That makes Max happy, I can see that. The bag has emotional value for him too: it symbolizes those first points."

She: employee at the OCMW. Her son: 'rising star' in Monaco. "Does Max earn a lot of money? A lot, yes. But he has a manager, who helps him manage that. That's good. Max recently missed his plane. He immediately booked a new ticket. I, with my salary, wouldn't be able to do that. But I'm glad he can, and still manages to be careful with his money. On Mother's Day, he suddenly showed up at the door. He had a surprise. He knew I was looking for a new small car. He took me to the dealership that day and bought me a car. He said: 'Mum, for everything you've done for me.' I can see him doing that for his sister someday. She recently wanted to see him drive in Bahrain. Then he said: 'Your ticket is ready, sister.' It's nice that he does that. He doesn't have to. But it's his way of giving something back." On Thursday, Max was on Belgian soil for 24 hours: the moment when Sophie could finally hold him. "I asked: Max, you're coming, aren't you? He said: 'Of course, mom. Will you cook me something nice?' I made carpaccio, a salad and some pasta. And for dessert: his guilty pleasure. Top sports always means dieting, but what is one Kinder chocolate? There are always some in the cupboard for him."

Next week Max faces his next challenge: the Monaco Grand Prix. Sophie is going to watch and is bringing a few family members along - motorsport is in the Kumpens' blood, Sophie is the niece of racer Anthony Kumpen. "Max sets the bar high. He crashed in Monaco last year. There was criticism about that. 'Wasn't he too young?' He thinks he has something to prove now. And I know: he doesn't necessarily need his mother for that. But I do enjoy being there for him."

"And. Uh. It gives me the chance to also go and see his apartment. I decorated it at the time. Going to have a look. Whether that young man of eighteen hasn't made a mess of it." (laughs)

[yn-bishop]

Highschool Lovers

Taylor Swift x Fem!Reader

"And lastly, Taylor and Y/n" the English teacher announces as she finishes pairing up the class. Y/n's cheeks go bright red before looking down at her desk. In the 3 years that they have gone high school together, Y/n has developed a big crush on the taller girl. What she doesn't know is that Taylor feels the same. Although they have never spoken to each other, they exchange soft smiles in the halls and each of their friends constantly tease them about it. Y/n looks up when she hears footsteps coming towards her and freezes when she sees the blonde ahead of her.

"Uh, hi! So.. about the project.. did you wanna meet at mine or yours?" The taller girl stammers out with red cheeks.

"Oh, hello! Does yours sound ok? My place is being renovated so it's kinda a mess" Y/n replies with a smile.

"Yeah, sounds great! Could I get your number? Just so I can send you my address of course!" Taylor continues to stutter. Y/n smiles again before writing down her phone number on a piece of spare paper and handing it to the blonde.

"Great! Does 5 work for you?"

"Yeah, I'll see you then!"

Y/n replies before she puts her books in her bag and walks away from the girl, sending her another gentle smile. Taylor waits until she's out of sight before she runs towards her friends.

Later that night, there's a knock on the swift family's door.

"I'll get it!" Taylor yells as she runs towards the door but her mother was already opening it.

"Uh, hi! Is Taylor home? We're working on a project together" Y/n asks with a polite smile.

"Oh, you must be Y/n! Taylor talks about you all the time-"

"Ok! We're gonna go to my room! Gotta get this project done!" Taylor cuts her mother off before pulling Y/n inside and up the stairs, only just able to catch her mother mouthing some words to her.

"She's cute!" Taylor rolls her eyes with a blush before closing her bedroom door.

"Your mom seems nice" Y/n tells the blonde as she sits on the edge of her bed.

"Yeah, she's great. She's actually my best friend" Taylor replies before sitting next to her and getting her books out.

"So, do you want some music?" Taylor asks as she stands up and turns on the cd player and Tim McGraw fills the room. Y/n smiles at the choice of music before getting her books out.

"So, where do we start?" Taylor asks as she sits next to the shorter girl again.

"Well, we need to write a short story so what do you wanna write about?" Y/n asks as she goes to pick up her pen only to feel a soft hand there instead. The girls look into each others eyes as Y/n's hand lays on top on Taylor's. Their moment gets interrupted by a knock on Taylor's door and Andrea walks in.

"Sorry girls, I just wanted to ask if you were staying for dinner? I'm making plenty if you wanted to stay"

"Yeah, that would be great, thanks!" Andrea smiles as she notices their hands before winking at her daughter and leaving the room.

"Uh, I just gotta go to the bathroom" Taylor tells the shorter girl before rushing out of the room.

While Y/n waits for the blonde to come back, a young boy walks in.

"Hey, you're Y/n, right? Taylor's girlfriend?" He asks with a smile.

"Uh, we're not dating" Y/n chuckles at the boy with a polite smile.

"Wait, really? But she talks about you all the time-"

"Austin! Get out of my room!" Taylor exclaims as she runs back in.

"Why? I'm just talking to your friend!"

"Because I said so! We're working!" Taylor pushes him out only for her mom to call them for dinner. Taylor sighs before motioning for the shorter girl to follow her to the table.

"Um, your home is lovely" Y/n tells the Swift family as they all eat their food.

"Thank you Y/n! It's so nice to have a polite teenager in here for once" Andrea replies as her children scoff with offended looks on their faces.

"I'm just kidding. Taylor is very polite. It's this one I have a problem with" Andrea continues as she points to her son.

"Hey! I have way more manners than Taffy does! She's the one who was making out with a girl she never even introduced us too!"

"We weren't making out! We were doing our project!" Taylor exclaims as Y/n looks at her plate with red cheeks.

"Leave them alone, Austin. They're not hurting you" Andrea sighs.

"You believe him?! Seriously?! I can't believe this! You really think I would make out with a girl I never even asked out?! Sorry Y/n, you should probably go home"

"Uh, yeah, sure. I'll, uh, I'll see you at school" When Y/n closes the door behind her, Taylor turns to her family.

"So, that was the girl you've been talking about? She was pretty cute" Austin tells his sister with a teasing smile.

"Yes Austin, that was the girl I've been talking about. And now she probably thinks I'm a slut. Either that or she'll know I like her and she'll be freaked out. Now I have no chance at all with her so thanks a lot" Taylor storms off to her room and slams the door behind her. Taylor lays on her bed for a few minutes before her mom walks in and sits beside her.

"Honey, I'm sorry. I know you weren't doing anything and Austin was just messing with you. I promise you, Y/n doesn't think anything like that. I think she likes you too. I saw the way she looked at you, she's just waiting for you to say something" Taylor turns to look at her mom.

"You think I should say something?" Taylor mumbles as she stares at her mom.

"Yeah, Y/n wants to be with you. Ask her out on a date. If it doesn't work out, at least you can move on" Taylor sighs as her mind drifts towards the shorter girl.

The next day, Y/n friends nudge her before pointing at something behind her.

"Oh, hey Taylor! Are you okay? You seemed pretty upset last night" Y/n asks with worried eyes.

"Yeah, I feel a lot better. Actually, do you mind if we talk privately?"

"Yeah, of course! We'll just get out of your way"

Y/n's friends wink at the shorter girl before giggling as they walk away.

"What did you wanna talk about?" Y/n asks the blonde.

"Well, I was just.. I was wondering if you- if you wanted to go for dinner. With me. I dunno if that was obvious" Taylor rambles before she's cut off by the feeling of lips on her cheek.

"I would love to go to dinner with you. Text me the time and place and I'll meet you there"

"No, I'll pick you up. It's a date, right? It's more romantic this way" Y/n giggles before replying.

"Yeah, it's better like that. I gotta go now but I'll see you tonight" Y/n leaves one more kiss on the taller girls cheek before walking back towards her friends, leaving Taylor to sigh in relief.

[periprose]

i kno its not everyones cup of tea but would u ever do tasm!peter parker as a baby girl dad?? like reader and him are parents to a baby girl 🥹🥹 maybe even pregnant reader!! ajfdhjfd i have many thoughts but i kno again not everyone likes pregnancy/baby stuff

yeah maybe!! honestly I had a dream about this once. It was pretty cute and I can see myself writing something about it lolol. I love babies and pregnancy stuff tbh. If it was feasible financially I'd love to be a mom too!! Baby fever goes hard lol

and I just know tasm Peter would be so good at being a dad... he would love that lil baby to pieces.

Like just imagine him balancing his work and little baby Mayday (just abusing the canon baby name here lol sorry MJ) on his knee. She's full of giggles and wandering hands constantly touching whatever tech he's working on.

And Peter's all gentle so he pulls her away with soft hands, not wanting to dissuade her, just for her safety, but he secretly loves that his daughter clearly takes after him.

"Who's gonna be a cute little inventor, huh? Is May-May gonna take after her papa Peter Parker?" He jostles her around and she shrieks with laughter.

Eventually he'd set up a LEGO block corner for her so her hands can stay busy. And Mayday loves building things, so eventually Peter looks over to see just the top of her red hair, as she's mostly obscured by the giant LEGO wall she built.

And he's be so proud, the first thing he would do is show you when you get back home from work:

"Look at what May made!" He would hold her up and she'd grin really proud as they both motion towards the big wall she made in the corner of your bedroom.

"Aw, you wanna be an architect like Mommy?" Because of course you'd be an architect in this scenario, and it would be a hilarious, small-fake-beef between you and Peter. And Mayday, not really processing your sentence, nods, adding to your shit-eating grin.

"Uh, no, just wait until she gets into software. Mayday's gonna be a coder like her Papa." Peter fixes his glasses and side-eyes you. Mostly jokingly.

"Well, I don't see any tech embedded inside the LEGO wall." You coo at Mayday, who's reaching towards you from Peter's hands. "You want to build beautiful, artsy buildings in the heart of the city like Mommy, right?"

"Nuh-uh." Peter puts on a silly, girly voice mimicking Mayday, placing his face behind her as if his voice is really coming out of her. She bites her thumb, laughing. "I wanna be like Papa because coding actually does something."

"Hey!" You pull Mayday out of his hands, with a falsely offended gasp at his audacity to use Mayday in his propaganda. "Housing important things is something, you jerk."

"Yeah, but it's not an action executed by a program, is it?" Peter prods your shoulder. "Architecture is cool and all, but it just... is."

"Wow." You blink. "Why did I marry you?"

"Papa?" Mayday tilts her head at you and you burst out laughing, rubbing your face against hers.

"Yeah, May."

"Cool." She points to him, and you roll your eyes, as Peter takes this with some nerd-afflicted ego.

"Yup. Papa cool, May."

"You so told her to say that." You shake your head at him, and he shrugs, pulling the two of you into a hug.

Whatever Mayday does, you know you'll both be proud of her.

(NGL I could write this into a whole actual fic if we want it, instead of a blurb lol)

[frozenartscapes]

I think the thing I’m most excited for (and what I hope actually gets explored) in Spy x Family isn’t so much the drama of the secrets being revealed - I’m excited for what comes after.

Imagine that sort of awkward transition stage where everyone is getting used to this new normal. Loid and Yor are tiptoeing around each other, not really sure what to make of their partner who has been lying their ass off the whole time. They’re both kinda mad about it, but also can’t really find too much fault because they’ve been doing the same thing themselves. Imagine a montage of all the Not Normal things both of them are guilty of and the both of them having a “ooooohhh that makes more sense now” moment.

But then treading into angsty territory: say their missions align or something and they have to work through the fact that their partner is not a civilian. Loid constantly ordering Yor to get back and take cover, throwing his arm up to shield her, but then Yor ducks around him and takes down, like, ten armed guys before he can even blink. Yor having a mini war in her head between Yor Forger and the Thorn Princess, because the Thorn Princess has a damn job to do but Yor Forger is constantly fretting about Loid and what he must think of her and if she’s still a good mom for Anya when she just skewered a grunt’s head so hard his skull exploded. It results in neither of them being on top of their game and eventually having to work through their issues before succeeding (maybe whilst tied up back to back in a holding cell or something).

But then there’s this sort of relief? For Loid especially, because suddenly it’s not just him protecting this family. He knew Yor was good at keeping Anya safe, but before it was as an insanely lucky civilian who’s very good at “yoga”. Now… He knows that it would take something monumental to take Yor down. Anything less than that and she’s walking away covered in blood that’s not hers. There’s this sense of safety that starts to bubble up, which is strange, because it should be the opposite. Yor’s one of the most dangerous assassins in the country - hell in both countries - and yet Agent “I don’t trust anyone” Twilight has complete faith in her.

Meanwhile, Yor’s feeling more validated in months because even after learning Loid/Twilight’s biggest secret…he’s still here. He didn’t just pack up and leave in the middle of the night the way spies do whenever they are compromised. And he learned about her and yet he stayed. He included her in on his schemes. And suddenly living together is just…so much easier. She doesn’t have to sneak out in the middle of the night or hide her injuries. She doesn’t feel ashamed any time her incredible strength slips through. She doesn’t feel like she has to lie to everyone - she has Loid to talk to now. She’s never had someone who knows but who also isn’t a Garden agent themselves. And with him being a spy there’s a level of understanding of the job that makes it really easy to be open about it. Probably to a worrying degree, but Yor trusts Loid with her life despite him being a foreign spy.

And then there’s the question of the degree at which the secret’s out. Do they know about Anya? Does Anya know? (Or more specifically, do they know that Anya knows?) (Anya comes home one day and overhears them talking about spy/assassin stuff and after months of being exhausted trying to help them keep both secrets she just sighs really loudly, “FINALLY!” Only to then be questioned on how she knew.) Would Yuri or Franky find out? Garden or WISE? But it would be fun in there’s a little while where the family knows about each other, the three (four including Bond) having a wonderful little stretch of time where the first true test of their trust for each other is passed with flying colours. (Enough for a Stella Star, even!)

[mdhwrites]

I'd like your thoughts on the segment of TOH fandom that attributes Luz' behavior to her having been bullied and ostracized in Gravesfield. Canonically there is nothing showing Luz being bullied or says that she was bullied in Gravesfield. Quite the contrary. Yesterday's Lie had Vee, who had been living as Luz for months, living a good life where she had made friends at camp and at school. She resented Luz' return and castigated her for not appreciating how good a life she had. The episode Thanks to Them had the guidance counselor ask Camila if she had been bullied in school to which Camila answered that she had. He then asked if she wanted Luz to struggle as she had. That question strongly suggests that Luz was not yet having any social difficulties beyond those of her own making and that sending her to camp would keep that from happening. When we see Luz back in Gravesfield HS she was having no difficulties dealing with other students and that some of her contacts with them were friendly and admiring.

So what are your thoughts on this insistence of certain fans that Luz had suffered this bullying and ostracization when the show itself not only doesn't support it but contradicts it?

Because it's necessary for Luz's character to function.

That's really all it comes down to. Luz is kind of monstrous if she has never actually known strife. She wants to be seen as the victim after all. She wants to be justified in abandoning her mom for her fantasies. For rejecting the consequences of assaulting people. Heck, that's still true in S3 where she needs to be able to claim that the human world would be some torturous hell hole for her so that her self martyring actually comes across correctly instead of someone going, "Oh, that sounds like a lot of work and might actually be dangerous so I'm just gonna stay home with my loving mom instead."

If her home life was good, was kind, was what we wish our home lives with a parent who will enable us to do whatever we want short of breaking the law... What the fuck is she doing? The audience insert, who goes entirely unquestioned in the show besides "Hey, you kind of messed up, go apologize," (which she doesn't do well all the time) is suddenly this whiny brat who wants to be enabled by literally every person in existence because she needs to be the most special person there. It's the antithesis of what people want "I just want to be understood!" to be about. She wants to be understood so you go "Oh, I get it, you keep being you," and never hold her accountable. Otherwise, she might not lie all the time because she might be willing to actually face the consequences of her actions.

It is a shift in Luz's character irreversible in its damage. You just cannot like the show in the same way when you have to admit that Luz is a self entitled little shit. And mind you, her normal archtype is of that sort. Danny Phantom and Randy Cunningham and even to some extent Kim Possible are all flawed teenage characters who are clearly growing. Who need to be better people so while they're protagonists, you're supposed to learn as much alongside them as from their example, if not more. You are meant to take from Luz by example though. She is meant to be the audience surrogate after all. And, you know, if she's unjustified in her actions... What does that say about you all of a sudden who connected so deeply with her?

That's all of why this can't vanish. I actually want to add onto your proofs though because people will go "What about her panicking during Knock Knock Knocking?" Yes, that is the ONE time we are ever given the idea for her being mocked for something and even that one... Well, she's worried about going too over the top. How much do we want to bet Luz came to school in her suit to ask the person she liked out like she was in some sort of soap opera? That's gonna get you reasonably laughed without a VERY specific sort of partner like Amity.

HOWEVER... That's the one time, a season and a half into the show, her actions imply someone who has been bullied. Otherwise, she is very confrontational, she does nothing to hide herself, she gives almost no shits about what anyone thinks about her besides "Fuck you, I am totally the greatest" everytime Eda doubts her. The closest before then is her worrying about Amity seeing her as lame but Amity is the only one she cares about for that. Even then, she never seems bothered by the fact that Amity is a bully. She is willing to stand up to her regardless. This is further reinforced by what she does with Boscha where she either just brushes her off during Once Upon a Swap or is entirely confident in confronting her in Winging it Like Witches. NONE of that is the behavior of someone who has been bullied, harassed and hurt by constant bullying. Add all the elements where she clearly could have found people like her but chose instead to chase more popular clubs like cheerleading and acting and it paints a REALLY bad picture of Luz.

It paints her as Liz Lemon from 30 Rock, or Goob from Meet the Robinsons. Both people who claimed the world hated them when the reality was that they were awful to reality, one being a bully and the other ignoring all signs of kindness and acceptance that was attempted to be given to him. This is far worse when you remember that Luz never appreciated her mom properly, like Goob, and also is genuinely an asshole to both King and Hooty for their interests, like Liz Lemon.

Luz is a bad person. But for the show to function, you cannot believe that. Once you do, it will only to start to collapse faster and faster as the contradictions pile on top of themselves.

So why not just twist the truth instead into the pleasant lie Luz is actually the archtype of the bullied nerd that the first episode tried to imply she was but then failed to ever deliver on? It's easier that way, even if it's dishonest. Luz wouldn't judge you for it, not so long as you didn't try to lie to her. Because all that matters in the end to Luz is Luz.

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If the idea of a fact that's not well supported by the show being critical to a character functioning sounds familiar, it's because it's the same reason why people need Odalia to be pure evil. Both Amity and Luz need to use having been hurt by others to justify their own behaviors, even when their behaviors don't correlate in ways that actually support those excuses.

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I'll never write it because it hits a bit too close home for me to write it without mental strain (I'd read it okay tho...) but I have a very specific scenario in my head so—

Bradley gets the same type of cancer his mom died from.

I imagine it's lung or pancreas cancer because I've seen those and they can be quite aggressive or progressive depending on type. In my head, Carole was in her late thirties/early forties at the latest when she got sick and I imagine it was unexpected and quick, as it often is with young cancer.

The thing is, people deal with cancer diagnosis differently in so many ways — some are in complete denial, some try to stay optimistic for their family, and some just... give up.

Bradley's seen enough cancer and death that he can't deny it but he also can't ever believe he has any luck left in life.

He's in his late 20s. He's just been proposed as his squad's candidate for Top Gun. The DADT just got removed. He has a long-term, serious partner (Jake) who he might not be completely open about everything yet but whom he loves and plans to marry and who loves him back. They're planning on buying a house, Jake talks about having kids. Bradley met Jake's family and his life didn't blow up and they even liked him. The years after he stopped talking to Mav were tough, but he's feeling as settled and as happy with his life as he can be at the time.

He goes to his routine physical as normal, maybe his spirometry comes up short or maybe his bloods are a bit off, or maybe he's just feeling more tired than normal and the doc has a feeling.

Doc informs him about the suspicions, he gets the tests done and it turns from suspicion to reality. At no point Bradley mentions it to Jake. He's taken off flying schedule, sure, but he doesn't tell anyone why, just making something up about his eyesight getting worse or maybe about a recurring ear or sinus infection.

Even if the diagnosis wasn't that bad and the oncologist was optimistic prognosis-wise, Bradley, who has already heard the exact same words about his mom's diagnosis, wouldn't believe it at all. Maybe he wouldn't believe it at all to the point that he'd refuse treatment and just let life run its course.

He'd start planning.

Get everything sorted out while he can. Make it as painless for everyone as much as he can.

And it starts small and escalates quickly. He updates his will, he has a med leave meeting with his superiors, advocates for a transfer to an office role.

He breaks up with Jake, still not telling him a thing. Just so he doesn't have to go through it with Bradley as well — because he knows he'd. And you bet he does the break up in a way that pisses Jake off to the point he doesn't realize how suspicious everything is — the timing, the medical leave, Bradley changing from 'let's buy a house together and have kids' to 'i don't think we can really work out together' on the span of weeks. He's brash in the worst way, and obviously, it also makes their friend group wary and isolates him — which was exactly his plan.

There's one person who he knows will be forever guilty if they don't talk. So, you know, he takes a trip down to China Lake and he and Mav talk. He says all the right things he knows Mav wants to hear — that he forgives him, that he's not mad anymore, that he understands, that he still considers Mav his sort of dad and that he was pissed but he's ready to move on. Maybe Mav does the unexpected and explains to Bradley why he pulled the papers and maybe Bradley actually forgives him.

So, you know, with that Bradley is all ready to take on everything alone, never have anyone find out and just start, well, dying on his own, medical partial leave, all of his stuff sold or written into the will, potential transfer to a paper-pushing position in Point Mugu, far away from everyone who could ever care about him, any people who could ever be affected at all by his illness in the blind.

He was not counting on one thing, though — that Mav, forgiven and missing over ten years of Bradley's life, will try to be part of his life again. Calls, visits — Bradley can't really keep it hidden that he's just rolled over his life in the span of weeks, even if he doesn't not why. Bradley was young when his mom got sick but not that young — he remembers how Mav took it, he's not going to retraumatize him.

But it's really hard not to let Mav know too much when he's asking about everything, and he mentions Jake once and Mav runs wild with the information. First starts to prod Bradley, then tries to do his own investigation and finds out that Jake was stationed at the same base and that they had been together before they broke up abruptly not long ago.

He thinks he's connected the dots — Bradley's weird behavior has to be due to heartbreak, y'know — and tries to play a bit of a wingman by approaching Hangman on his own.

The two people Bradley is trying to keep in the blind meet and realize something is fishy. Jake not only gets hit with the face with Bradley's estranged dad existing but also not being estranged anymore and with that Bradley is acting freaking weird. Mav gets hit in the face because it was Bradley who did the breaking up in the nastiest way possible (and he raised him better than that and also can still see he's got the sad lovesick puppy face whenever Mav tries to bring Jake up) but also with the realization that whatever Bradley is doing, he's got them fooled.

In the end, I think it'd be Ice who figures it out (whether or not he and Mav are together in this scenario). Hears all about it from Mav and Jake and has this moment when it all kind of spins in his head, his own experiences and feelings making a callback, and just tells them, it sounds like he's preparing for a goodbye.

Needless to say, Jake is pissed, Mav is pissed. They stage an intervention and you know that Bradley coughs up (probably in some dramatic way as well... like getting sick to the point they call an ambulance for him...). They definitely freak out when they find out he's been refusing treatment this whole time.

(I don't want to go into actual details of treatment but you can bet Mav and Jake are fucking glued to him from then on and they watch him like hawks. It's not all roses and I don't believe it'd be a quick treatment, probably running long, having better and worse days. Maybe he won't even be able to fly afterwards, once he's in remission. Maybe he never goes into remission. I don't know, I don't like thinking that far...)

[ramennoodlezzzao3]

No-Power’s Umbrella Academy AU Headcanons (Fic is set in 2021)

- [ ] Age Order from oldest to youngest: Luther, Diego, Allison, Klaus, Ben, Vanya/Viktor, Five (28, 26, 25, 23, 22, 20, 16)

- [ ] Reginald is TERRIBLE with news, good or bad. Everytime he tells somebody something they leave totally confused.

- [ ] Reginald is a Lawyer.

- [ ] Grace can’t have kids, that’s why they adopted. (she’s not a robot)

- [ ] Grace is a stay-at-home mom and kinda acts like Mrs. Wheeler from Stranger Things

- [ ] Luther is a scientist and works at NASA as an assistant.

- [ ] Luther HATES tomatoes. Idk, he just kinda looks like he would.

- [ ] Diego is still a cop, but he’s actually a good one.

- [ ] Diego will drink coffee to seem tough but he enjoys tea more (his favorite is Earl Gray)

- [ ] Allison still an actor and still has a daughter, but she named her Elizabeth (After her great-grandmother) and Allison’s husband died in a car crash when Elizabeth was three.

- [ ] Allison bakes a TON of sweets with her daughter and sends them out to her family as Christmas or birthday gifts (Five loves them and always calls Beth to thank her)

- [ ] Klaus drinks A LOT but he doesn’t do drugs and is actually a yoga instructor (He does Tarrot readings on the Hush-Hush because he’s a fraud)

- [ ] Klaus LOVES to spend time with his siblings. He’s at every family gathering, birthday, and holiday even. Sometimes, if he misses them enough, he’ll just show up and spend a week or two there.

- [ ] Ben is a kindergarten teacher. He’s always LOVED kids, he absolutely adores them, he thinks they are the cutest and purest things ever. He’s actually one of the many reasons they adopted Five. (Buddy just REALLY wanted a little sibling to raise and play with because Vanya was only a year younger than him)

- [ ] Ben, for some reason, is naturally good at fighting. Like, Diego was scared when Ben asked to train with him and he got a mouthful of kneecap within the first thirty seconds.

- [ ] Vanya can play almost every instrument, she just enjoys the Violin the most. She teaches Violin and Piano lessons at the same school Ben does.

- [ ] Vanya buys herself little trinkets and gets all giddy because she thinks they’re cute.

- [ ] Five is a student in highschool and is VERY SMART. He had the opportunity to skip a grade -and still does- but he declined. He hated being the youngest in his family -He gets babied too much lol- and he thought it’d be hell to be the youngest in his classes too.

- [ ] Five is allergic to peanuts. Like, HIGHLY allergic to peanuts so much to the point where he carries two EpiPens and his own water bottle to not chance anything.

- [ ] Fives real name is Max, Maxson Hargreeves, but GOD does he absolutely hate it. He goes by Five because it was his siblings nickname for him when he was younger. (His birthday is 5/5/05)

- [ ] Diego is tremendously good at cooking and sings while he does it. Not hum, he fully sings as if he’s Mariah Carey.

- [ ] Klaus is obsessed with kimonos…nobody knows why, but if you catch him on the right day he’ll just be fully decked out with his hair pulled up in a sparkly purple kimono.

- [ ] Ben is a total lightweight. Buddy could smoke a cigarette and it’d have the same effect of smoking weed.

- [ ] Allison hates the feeling of fur or fuzzy things. Fuzzy slippers? Nope. Socks? Nada. Blankets? Definitely not. She prefers heavyweight blankets and tight clothing.

- [ ] Allison doesn’t braid her hair, it gets all knotted and takes forever to detangle.

- [ ] Luther can do top-tier voice impressions, it’s actually terrifying how good he’d be trying to catfish someone.

- [ ] Vanya rarely ever wears makeup. She instead uses her hair as a way to boost her confidence so she styles it every now and then.

[mayearies]

SZNS CHANGE ★⭑ ——— jotw

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that was weeks ago. things changed since then, and not equally on both sides. you and miles started drifting apart as you wouldnt bother to see him and the rest of your friendgroup as much. your new boyfriend was your top priority. miles stayed behind and all would brew inside him was loneliness and jealousy. but you still made an effort to see him.

you would come over on weekends like you usually did, only that it was different. sometimes you wouldn’t even stay a full day, and when you were around you would talk about your relationship with him. he listened, but he slowly was getting sick of hearing his name over and over again. you expressed the ups and downs, how you would break up every two days and be back the next. he knew it was healthy, you just thought of it as trial and error.

“mr. morales!” the professor’s voice stopped his train of thought, next thing he knew all eyes were on him. “are you gonna keep staring into space, or actually participate?” she went back to writing on the chalkboard as snickers were heard around him.

a member of your friendgroup scooted her desk closer to him, “you seem stressed. is it about her?”

he nodded with a face of discomfort. she had already knew about his unrequited love, and felt pity for him. she didnt hold it against you because you somehow didnt know, even if it was quite obvious. miles felt the same. “you wanna talk about it after class?”

“there’s nothing to talk about. it’s not like there’s gonna be a guarantee she’ll like me or understand. she couldn’t even keep her promise.” he shrugged his shoulders and the rhythmic taps of his pencil became louder.

“hey. if it don’t work out, im always available!” miles scoffed, “you play too much. my answer is still no.”

“your loss.”

you felt your heart drop everytime you saw miles in the hallways with your friends. well, not-so friends at the moment. you didnt see them often, remember? something about not seeing him like you used to made you ache.

your boyfriend dropped you off at class, until he saw your face and gave a confused look, “what’s up with you?”

“nothing. i’ll get over it.”

“if its about last night, i apologised already-”

“its not-!” your voice raised a little, “its not about that. i’m over it. shit happens.”

yeah, it does.

miles wasn’t a violent person from what you knew. the daily trial of fighting villians was all you thought he did. you never thought it got to this. when you heard the news, you rushed to the nurses office during your study hall break. what had come over him? your boyfriend sat in the chair outside with a icepack taped to his eye and bandages on his knuckles. they were bloody. 

you knew a video of the fight was going around, and the first person it was sent to was you. it claimed that your boyfriend started it, with his normal snarky remarks. he never likes miles, if anything he would talk shit every chance he got. he tried to get you to drop him several times but you refused. but now you were seriously reconsidering that thought.

miles sat across the room, just staring at the wall. according to the nurse, he had initiated the fight. and he had also hit the hardest. the injuries he suffered was a mild hematoma on his forehead and some minor bruises on his chest and face. you stepped towards him, your boyfriend’s eyes wandering. “miles-“

“miles, your mom is here to take you home.” the nurse inturrupted, “make sure to take some tylenol to ease the pain, keep some ice on it.” he nodded and left, without batting an eye towards you as he bumped into your shoulder.

“you told him about us?” his tone turned cold, but you were used to it.

“no! i didnt tell him about- that.”

he huffed, giving you a glare. “then how does he know? if you didn’t say anything?”

you might’ve let something slip.

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Perhaps the domino gowns of s5...they....they need a bit of love 😭

Couldn’t not upload my favorite pairs too while they’re in such nice attire, as a treat

Anyway, bestie these were WILD to look at

Redesigning these meant trying my best to keep certain shapes, and then saying fuck it for most of them and just lore dumping through dresswear instead

Musa, Flora, and Tecna are in nice formal wear with some traditional elements and general stuff representative of their respective homes as guardian fairies and members of the winx and Stella, Aisha, and Bloom are wearing formal wear that’s drenched in years of political context and a lot of it with handed down elements select to the leaders of the body of government

Stella’s is a hodgepodge of her own selection and custom tailoring and Aisha’s is a more modern take on traditional elements that she prefers her royal stylist to stick to as a way to stay on trend and match with what she likes

Lore stuff and some explanations for changed that I feel like justifying below the cut if you’re interested!:)

For Musa I went more Ming dynasty and tried a longer skirt but it just didn’t really look right to me, so pants it is. The only thing I ended up keeping from her og dress was a line down the middle on the upper part of the outfit.

Aisha has the green gem featured in her crown (the one for the heir of Androsia) and her parent’s headwear as I’ve featured in other pieces and has been shown in between the two diamond jewels in the same formal wear pieces and as is shown on her bracelets. I realized I never specified what those are symbolic of ahaaa

The two diamonds are for the land and the sea, each equal in size and color for the symbolism of equal emphasis and importance in the standing of the government, with the green circle being where they touch. The Diamond shape is to represent each form reaching for each other and outwards, encompassing all around it, and the dot where they drop into each other, making the surface of the sea. Aisha as heir is currently meant to represent this unity as she is the result of Land and Sea symbolically through her parents with the way Androsian government works, and she is meant to currently do what she can to represent all her subjects’ interests before she takes her final place as the representative for the Land Androsi (if she does take that position at all actually because there’s some political turmoil in my thing with how government works rn that I talk about some in this post but shhhh we’ll figure that out later)

Tecna’s is a purple girlie.

There are lots of natural ways to dye things purple on Zenith (they do a lot of it synthetically or magically now) so lots of traditional stuff is purple and lucky for Tecna, they, like anyone who loves purple, isn’t normal about the color and enjoys a lot of traditional Zenithian garb as a result since a lot of it has that.

Flora was much easier to do and less time consuming because she’s already a floral person and I could translate the shape easily into something close to traditional Lymphean garb from her area. The only shame here is I originally thought it would be nice to keep it more teal and green heavy since she so rarely gets the chance to wear those colors in canon when compared to her more pink heavy color palette, but I ended up caving to purplish petals instead.

Bloom is doing The Most here, and I wanted to intentionally make her kind of awkward in terms of hair size compared to her body and fit in particular. Bloom doesn’t do much with her hair usually outside of a half up half down, but she has her mom’s fiery red locks and she is doing her first Official Royal Outing and not only is she going to dress to the 9s in a way that is over the top by most modern government standings, wearing as many official emblematic bits, shapes, and references to the royal body as possible, she wants to channel some of what Marion has as an expert diplomat and make her proud and she thinks looking like her might help. I feel like Marion has the genuine confidence, zeal, and presence through decades of experience and proper study and general demeanor to pull off the big hair though whereas Bloom is basically doing the equivalent of trying on her parents big shoes when she’s a toddler. It looks more like dress up on her than it does an actual fitting look for her first attempt at politicking (and Diaspro does point this out to Bloom, and while it is meant to be snide, it’s also meant to be her way of trying to tell her she’s trying too hard and she shouldn’t. Her and Bloom have a decent acquaintanceship of sorts at this point. They’re never going to be best buds but they don’t hate each other or hold any ill will. Their personalities clash though and they know their limits with each other at this current point in their relationship. No Diaspro Sky Bloom bullshit here thanks) and she’s anxious and insecure and desperately wants to make her Dominion parents proud, especially because of her insecurities for the obvious (didn’t grow up royal, new to magic, still scene as the legacy child for Domino even though it’s been newly resurrected, also meaning this is it’s first big foray back into the Magical Realm’s political sphere and it HAS to show they’re still a capable powerhouse, which is also part of why the meeting is being held on Domino too, as a courtesy favor from the other governments involved in The Infinite Ocean stuff to help get its foot back in the door), but most importantly, because she’s not Daphne, and that’s a sore subject at this current time.

For Stella, I managed to keep some shapes from the og dress, but it’s very slight. Stella at this point is big on embracing her moon heritage as well and advocating more for causes beyond just Solarian government stuff, as in the government body that lumps Lunarian stuff in with it, and is working hard on raising Lunarian interests as separate things, reenforcing the idea that their culture and people are separate but equal despite the attempted assimilation under the planet of Solaria itself, an assimilation that still hasn’t been fully stopped or systematically eradicated. She has charisma and charm to spare and is taking the actual nitty gritty “not so fun” parts of politics (ie actual info on sociocultural and socioeconomic trends, trade info, statistics and projected trends, etc. basically all the stuff that isn’t “show up to parties and mingle”) much more seriously now and is wanting to make proper and viable change in multiple areas of her future government, and she’s working on properly finding her footing in the world of direct action and political savvy maneuvering through proper head on negotiations.

[thelonelyempath]

M!Crush x F!Reader: Worst Birthday Ever (MAJOR CONTENT WARNING!!!)

This one may be very triggering to people, such as myself, who suffer from chronic health issues such as epilepsy. If you're at all uncomfortable reading things like this, you are free to click away now.

THEME(s): Whump

WARNING(s): Medical Emergency (epileptic seizure), Slight Emeto, Panic Attack, Unhealthy Mother-Daughter Dynamic

Your twenty-third birthday. It was supposed to be a fun day. Of course, with your luck, it was anything but. C/N's work schedule got messed up and he had to stay way later than he intended, leaving you to spend your birthday without him. He was still able to text you at work and even call you on his break, but it was no replacement for him physically being there with you. On top of that, your mother treated you to the most uncomfortable dinner ever. Overall, you felt like the day had been ruined.

"Hey baby." your boyfriend finally got home around 9pm. "Aw are you okay?"

He sat down next to you on the bed after having noticed you were crying. He pulled you into his arms and put a sweet kiss on top of your head.

"What's wrong, my love?" he gently asked, running his hand up and down your back.

"Today just sucked." you answered.

"I know, sweetheart. I'm really sorry I couldn't spend your birthday with you. But I'm not working tomorrow so I promise I will make it up to you."

"No I'm not upset with you."

"Did something happen? Do I need to beat someone up?"

You half-heartedly chuckled at how protective of you he was.

"My mom took me out to dinner." you started.

"Oh jeez, what did she do?"

He knew your relationship with your mother wasn't the healthiest. As much as it hurt you to be treated so badly by her, it broke his heart to see that his girl was so unhappy.

"She just kept trying to control everything and didn't let me make any decisions for myself. I specifically asked her not to tell the waiter it's my birthday because I didn't want them making a big production out of it, but she did it anyways and that put me in a really uncomfortable position."

"I fucking hate when people do that." your boyfriend agreed. "All it does is put you on edge. I'm sorry she did that to you."

"And then she tried to tell me what kind of cake to order for dessert. She said don't get anything with bananas in it because she was gonna eat some of it."

"Is she allergic to bananas?"

"No, she just doesn't like them."

"Then tough shit!" he rolled his eyes at how childish your mother was. "That's not your problem, babe. It's your birthday. You should be allowed to order whatever you want."

You appreciated that he was taking your side here. Your mother could gaslight you so viciously you'd actually start believing you were the problem. But the more you thought about it, the more your chest tightened. It actually started to feel like the room was spinning. You got this weird feeling of deja vu, as if this whole day has happened before.

"You okay?" he put his hand on your shoulder. "Baby you're really pale right now."

He knew what was happening. You've had epilepsy since you were about 10 years old. Your seizures were stress induced and your mother was a stressful woman to deal with. C/N rubbed your back as you began to twitch.

"What's your heart rate at?" he lifted your arm to get a look at your watch. "85. That's not too high. But lay down just in case, okay?"

Your brain felt like it was going a mile a minute. Every time you had an aura, you knew it was going to inevitably develop into a grand mal. It scared you to death every single time.

"I can't see." you whimpered.

"I know, baby. You're gonna be okay. Can you roll on your side for me?"

You did as you were told and rolled on your side. C/N was sitting behind you, rubbing your arm to make sure you knew he was there with you. He'd seen you have seizures before and did whatever he could to help you, whether it meant getting you an ambulance or just giving you some extra cuddles and kisses.

"I'm here, love." he cooed, watching your eyes roll back and your lower lip shake. "I'm right here with you."

Within seconds, everything went black. You couldn't see, hear, or speak. You had no control over your body. Saliva foamed out of your mouth as C/N pressed his knee to your back to keep you from rolling on it.

"You have to stay on your side." he calmly instructed. "It's okay. I've got you."

After about two and a half minutes, your seizure subsided. If it had reached four minutes, he would have called 911. He kissed your cheek as you lay there unconscious. You weren't breathing, but you were going to wake up soon. He grabbed a tissue from the nightstand drawer and wiped your face, getting rid of all the foam you spit up.

As your eyes opened, a sense of panic washed over you. You truly had no idea what had just happened. You could never remember having a seizure or what led up to it.

"Hey, you're okay." he softly said as you hyperventilated, struggling to catch your breath. "You're okay, sweetheart. You're okay. I'm right here."

You started to cough, getting more foam out. He patted and rubbed your back as you coughed.

"Good coughing, baby." he praised. "Get it all out."

Your hyperventilating turned into moans and whimpers. All he could do was hold you until you calmed down, which took a few minutes.

"There." your boyfriend smiled. See? I told you you were gonna be okay."

"I'm s-sorry." you choked out.

"No, honey. Don't apologize. It's not your fault. I would never ever think you were a burden on me for this. I love you."

He took your hand and very slowly and carefully helped you sit up. He pulled you into him and kissed your lips, reminding you how special you were to him.

"I know today sucked, baby." he said. "I know it was probably the worst birthday ever. Tomorrow I am going to spoil you and show you just how much I love you. But for now, I'm gonna put you in one of my T shirts, wrap you in a blanket, put on a movie, and cuddle you until you fall asleep. Does that sound good?"

You nodded as he kissed your forehead. You were so thankful to have him in your life. You loved him so much and he loved you more than you could ever possibly understand.

After you got all cozied in with his T shirt and a movie, you felt yourself starting to drift away with your head on his chest. He watched over you with complete adoration as you fell asleep on him, turning the movie off not too long after.

"Happy birthday, my love." he whispered. "I love you so much."

[sinful-karateka]

I'll bite and talk about something that doesn't get enough spotlight in general, which are Demetri's and Eli's family life. So obviously several fic authors have their own twists and flavors to this, but if I may sell you something for a sec.

So far into the series, what we've got are these facts:

Demetri's Mom is the only family member to be mentioned in the show.

Eli's parents were mentioned a couple of times.

That should be enough context to deduce two things:

Demetri could be an only child to a single mother, and;

Eli's parents involve themselves in the stuff that he does — including karate, who knows — though they tend to be tone deaf with his actual needs.

There's strong evidence to why the boys act the way they act (brain functions notwithstanding, but this isn't the post for that), which is why I think these deductions make sense. How their hypothetical upbringing is part and parcel to how characters behave in this series. Of course societal influence comes in second because obviously you've got a show that encourages learning karate as defense against bullies, but this show is also about generational chains and traumas! So why wouldn't their home life inform the way it informs the LaRusso's, Lawrence's, and Nichols'? But I digress.

In the span of the entire series, I've held onto this headcanon that Demetri's neuroticism and ability to anticipate his actions carefully stem from a household that needs these systems in place, much more for someone who likes to be on top of things. Since he's just a student, the only authoritative figure who can make executive decisions... is his mom. Add to the fact that she may be a working mom, so when Demetri tells Daniel about certain restrictions in learning karate, what could have made her decide to just write a letter instead vs. taking the time out to go with his son herself? I know I know it's narrative writing but like do you seeeee where I'm at here

Eli's family life is by far gave us early indications of his dynamic with his mother — but not so a father — in earlier seasons. It's possible that his mom is a stay-at-home one, but if I were to push the bounds of this box even further, I'd even speculate that she's retired early if it meant that Eli's dad is the one making most of the living. Like of course they'd get mad at Hawk for getting a tattoo at his age, I think any parent would! But the way he tells Aisha to exclude him from her stories tells us that there's not a lot that his parents know about the life he lives as Hawk. At this point we all know the kind of effort it takes to successfully carry it out because he has to go home every night. It's either he a) puts in a lot of effort into concealing this identity once he gets home, or b) his parents are rarely ever home, which again, feeds into another assumption that maybe Mrs. Moskowitz works certain hours.

All we know is they're never around a whole lot for these boys, which is sad! and also again, very Indicative of their classification as awkward nerds pre- and early karate. When I read along certain fics that consider and include how the rest of their characters besides the found families they've formed, it gives much more depth and potency to writing them, their flaws, and how they think.

For all we know, Mrs. Alexopoulos could be a lesbian making fun of her son for not slinging pussy like she does being rizzless unlike her, but don't let me explain that when we have @demetriandelibinaryboyfriends!

[duckies-minsung-fanclub]

SKZ girlies

What if- and hear me out -we just sit and think about the differences between each member’s girlfriends as a whole? Like, they all have girlfriends and the SKZ girlies (that’s what we shall call them) are all super close besties at this point. Just like each member basically has a role in the group, each SKZ girlie has a role.

No warnings...this is all mundane and cute things, nothing filthy. Enjoy!

Let’s begin!

Bang Chan’s girlie:

She’s the mom.

Let’s face it, whoever Chan ends up with automatically takes on the role of being the group’s mother. She’s very maternal, patient, extremely caring, and serious. She can be fun at the right times, but otherwise she’s in charge of keeping the peace so Chan can work without interruptions. She’s also very doting, meaning she will baby the members to the point of spoiling them. And don’t even mention one of them being hurt. She will run around the place with a first aid kit like a frantic mother looking for her lost and injured child.

She’s equally as much a workaholic as Channie.

On top of being a mother of (let’s face it) 14 kids (the members plus their partners), she is a working mom. Granted, she works from home…or the studio…or from backstage while the guys are on tour…or basically anywhere! She’s never without her laptop, phone and tablet, constantly working on each device simultaneously. Don’t worry, she is still aware of what is going on around her, and she makes all the time in the world for her boyfriend and his members, including their partners. She plans all the events to make sure they aren’t missing anything in each other’s lives.

Insomniac extraordinaire.

Just like Channie, she doesn’t sleep often. All too often, one of the other girlies has to remind her to sleep. Her excuse? “I’ll sleep when I finish this” or “I’ll get some shut eye when Channie makes me cuddle him”. Does he make her? No, but she wouldn’t deny him those precious moments together, and it’s those moments that make her fall asleep so easily. Can we blame her? Being in his arms would be the best sleeping aid in the universe.

Lee Know’s girlie:

Quiet observer.

She’s exactly like a cat, and Lee Know loves it. She will sit and observe, content and quiet the entire time. She isn’t quiet the whole time, though. She will join in the conversation or laugh at the jokes being made, but she mostly just sits and watches, like a cat watching its prey. She pays very close attention to each person, gauging them silently. To some, she seems intimidating. She’s really not, though, that’s just a misunderstanding.

A big softie.

This one kind of ties in with our previous one. She seems intimidating, but she’s actually a big softie. She cares for each member in various ways. Remember how we established she is an observer? This is where it comes in handy. She pays attention to each member (both the guys and the girlies) in order to show she cares for them each in different ways. Whether it be a new paint brush set for Hyunjin, or a new necklace for the maknae’s girlie, she knows exactly what to get each person in their group.

She can COOK.

She has taken over as the cook in the group, replacing Lee Know and Felix easy. She’s so good, the guys often beg her to make specific dishes. She and Lee Know even have cooking dates, instead of going out for dinner. They will stay in and cook a meal together, finding it the best way to spend quality time together and make it memorable. She always makes sure to put some of their meals back for the others, though, making sure they always get their share.

Changbin’s girlie:

Loud (but in a cute way).

Just like her Binnie, this girlie is loud in the best way. Some of the others call her obnoxious, but to Changbin his baby is adorable. Especially when she laughs, because she laughs unapologetically and with her whole being. And she loves to make others laugh with her loud antics. She will do whatever she can, as loud as she can, to make them all laugh along with her.

Smart to the extreme.

Don’t challenge her, because if you do you will become embarrassed with how much this girlie knows. She can, and will, outsmart you with no shame, but she doesn’t want to make you feel dumb. She still cares, so she will try her best to teach you so the next time you will feel equal.

Gym Rat for fun.

She loves going to the gym! Working out is her therapy. She doesn’t do it to lose weight or gain muscle, but maintaining her health is important to her. Just like any short girlie (because she’s short, I mean she’s with our shortest short king, come on) she has that short fuse to match it. Little Firecracker, as Binnie calls her. She accompanies Binnie, or 3Racha at times, to the gym and lets the stress sweat out of her. Sometimes, if it’s just her and Binnie, she will even let him bench press her for fun.

Hyunjin’s girlie:

Simp for Romance.

Probably the similarity between the two, this girlie just loves love. Hopeless romantic, always with her head in the clouds, reading about it, etc. Love is just, well, lovely. She even goes so far as to learn Hyunjin’s love language and share hers with him. And she isn’t against getting flowers for her man, either. Again, she loves love, and she will do whatever to show her Hyunjin how much romance means to her. Valentine’s Day will be extravagant when she plans it, and she might even ask for Chan’s girlie to help her with the planning, if she isn’t too busy with her lover, that is.

Calm and collected.

Often times this is mistaken as ‘maturity’, but really this girlie is just super calm and collected. She has that aura of peace about her that doesn’t ever seem to break. Yes, she can laugh at the jokes and get loud just like the others, but she isn’t the dramatic type. She doesn’t go overboard with her actions, and she prefers to have clarity when looking at any situation. That doesn’t mean she doesn’t enjoy watching her boyfriend be dramatic, though. His theatrics make her laugh too much.

Clumsy.

Where Hyunjin is graceful, his girlie is…well, not so much. Listen, she looks graceful, she just can’t seem to act the part. What was that Doja Cat lyric again? ‘I’m clumsy, I made friends with the floor’. Yep, that’s Hyunjin’s girlie. She seems to be the most accident prone girlie, getting constant attention from Chan’s girlie for medical needs. And instead of Hyunjin shaking his head over it, or getting upset, he laughs it off with her. “That’s my girl, learning to walk still.” But when she is graceful, no matter how rare the moment, she embodies it like a goddess.

Han’s girlie:

Sleep Queen.

You know how in just about every SKZ Talker, you will find a sleeping Quokka? Yeah, expect that times 2 now! Han’s girlie is the sleep queen and will fall asleep just about anywhere, especially with her man. You notice a large nest of blankets and pillows? Expect to find Han and his girlie cuddled up in that nest, napping away as if they are hibernating. And when they finally emerge from their nest, they can both be found sleepily stuffing their cheeks with food. Pretty sure Hyunjin has pointed out that they look the same even.

Anime Lover.

What could go better with cuddles in their nest other than a nap? Anime! It doesn’t matter how many times they have seen it; they will watch every single Studio Ghibli movie over and over again. Yes, they watch other anime too, but nothing beats the storyline and art of Studio Ghibli. It’s actually how they bonded when they first met. Anime is what brought this girlie to her Han Quokka.

Shyyyyyy.

She is…shy. She’s a little, giggly, quiet mess. Especially when meeting someone new. When she first met Han, she couldn’t stop smiling and giggling, and she was always whispering to him instead of speaking out loud. It took her awhile to come out of her shell, but she is still quite shy. She doesn’t even like taking pictures often. Best representation of her would be Fluttershy from My Little Pony. Sweet, soft voice, not very outspoken, avoids any and all drama and conflict. Yeah. But Han loves her and wouldn’t change how she is no matter what.

Felix’s girlie:

Literal Sunshine 2.

We all know how Felix is nicknamed ‘Sunshine’ of the group. Well, turn on the high beams, because his girlie is just as bright and happy. She smiles a lot, and she’s always kind. You need a hug? She’s right there. Need to talk and let out your feelings? Give her a call, day or night. She is the ultimate friend, and it shows. Her consideration knows no bounds, and she cares so deeply for her friends. She is warmth and sunshine in a human being just like her boyfriend.

Gamer.

She games. Any game. You name it, she’s probably played it. She games with the guys, too. Most of the time, she annihilates them with her skills. This makes Felix proud to call her his, because she can keep up with the top dogs of gaming and match them tit for tat. “That’s my girl!” would ring in the headset as they play, his voice proud while the others sigh in defeat and groan from losing to a girl. Often times, the guys would joke that Felix rides her coat tails, but she simply reminds them that they would be too if they were teamed up with her simply because they lost to her. A little cocky, but it’s the truth.

ALLLL THE CUDDLES.

She is a cuddle bug! Her love language is definitely Physical Touch, because if you can’t find her and Felix baking, gaming or doing anything else, they are most likely cuddling somewhere just hanging out. This is perfect for Felix, too, since he loves to cuddle. If they are out in public, she’s under his arm or holding his hand for that physical contact. She even picked up the habit of massaging Felix’s hands or shoulders, just like he does to the others. It’s just some kind of physical contact, and it’s bliss to her.

Seungmin’s girlie:

Nonchalant Affection.

You know those couples- I know you’ve seen them -where they don’t even act like normal couples? Okay, well, if you haven’t you are about to, because Seungmin and his girlie don’t show affection like others do. I mean, yeah, they kiss and hold hands, but it’s more…well, nonchalant. ‘Did they just kiss?’ *shrug* yeah, and? ‘Are they holding hands while walking together? So cute!’ It’s just hand holding. Don’t get me wrong, they smile about it because it is cute, but when other people make a big deal of it, it’s just not the same.

Side note: I am a firm believer that Seungmin and his girlie would say stuff like “I love you and stuff” or “I miss you or whatever” and it would just be their thing. To others, it would sound so unromantic, but to them it is the declarations of their feelings for each other.

Sassy.

You guys thought Seungmin was sassy, just wait until you meet his other half. She is the sass queen and wears the crown proudly. You want to make jokes? Step aside, your queen has arrived. Seungmin even told her about how he calls Chan ‘old man’, so she started calling his girlie ‘Granny’. There has even been times where her sass and mouth have gotten her in trouble with the SKZ manager. It’s just like she doesn’t have a filter, but Seungmin don’t mind. As a matter of fact, he finds it completely hilarious and entertaining.

Immature (in a good way).

Kind of goes hand in hand with her being the sass queen, her immaturity makes for great jokes and pranks. She would be considered the ‘class clown’ in the SKZ girlie group, and her favorite thing to do is make Seungmin laugh. She just adores his laughter so much; she can’t help it. So, she constantly tells jokes and pranks the others just to hear his laughter in the end. Wholesome, I know.

I.N’s girlie:

Fashionista.

I.N met his match with his girlie. You wouldn’t catch his girlie dead without looking like she just stepped out of a fashion magazine. Even her casual attire is fashion forward! Doesn’t matter where they are going, or what they are doing, she has to look her best. Just going to the airport? Comfort chic, baby. Just going to the park? Casual chic, darling. And it’s not that she’s materialistic, she just knows how to look good is all.

Insta Baddie.

This ties in with the one above, but it’s not like she needs to be a fashionista to be the insta baddie she is. Her Instagram is full of her being the bad bitch she was born to be. She looks the part, too. Don’t mess with the maknae of either group, or else you will regret it later. She knows she’s hot, and if you disagree just don’t voice it out loud. Keep that to yourself, buddy, especially if you value your life. And this isn’t to say she’s conceited or vain, she just knows who she is.

Literally ‘baby’.

She’s the youngest in the girlie group, too, and she gets spoiled because of it. The attention she gets from the SKZ girlies is quite literally princess treatment. Not that she asks for it, but she gets it either way. Chan’s girlie and Lee Know’s girlie both treat her like their unofficial love child, even. She even calls them ‘mom’ at times for the laughs.

**A.N.: this is clearly a work of fiction and very much my opinion and few of this specific idea!

@bangtanmix73 this one is for you though, bestie!

@tivana2020 I'm thinking you will like this idea too!

Love you both! 🩷🫶🏻

[punkflower11]

Choose Your Own Adventure: Miles Morales - Part 1

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“You like him.”

“I really don’t.”

At this, Gwen gave him a look.

“Fine. Maybe I did, whatever. Look, can you just help me out?”

“You should ask him instead.” She told him.

“I don’t want to. That’s why I’m asking you.” Miles emphasized.

"Miles," She says, "Ask. Him." with that, Gwen stood, leaving Miles at the lunch table to go put her tray away. Rubbing at his temples, Miles remained at the table wallowing away in his own grave misfortune.

It was almost comedic when thinking of how the whole thing had come about, really. Fresh from the script of some cliche, over-the-top Hollywood film Miles' current predicament was truly as testament to the saying anything can happen.

Following the events of the latest multi-universal fiasco, Miles had finally returned to his (real) parents after suddenly disappearing for days with zero communication from either end. Never mind the fact that Miles had made it back relatively OK to his very much alive mother and father, it didn't excuse him seemingly dropping off the planet for several days, even if he had saved it.

So when his parents had confronted Miles' about where he'd been, his brain, panicked, had hastily supplied him with the response Girlfriend. From there, he was able to create an alibi about feeling hurt and upset and in his state of mind had decided to leave home temporarily and stay with his Girlfriend while his mental health recovered.

Did Miles feel guilty about emotionally manipulating his parents for a lesser punishment? Oh absolutely. But desperate times called for desperate measures.

In retrospect, it was foolish to think that he'd be able to get away with it cleanly. Now don't get him wrong, Miles was eternally grateful that his parents had been so supportive about it all. Just not as much when when lighthearted prodding from his dad of ‘You ought to bring them over for dinner sometime,’ eventually became more persistent gradually progressing to the point of shameless guilt tripping on the part of his Mom displayed by her subtle disappointment every time Miles showed up to dinner on without his fictional girlfriend. It was getting ridiculous.

Ultimately Miles had to given in and bite the bullet, no matter how hellish it might be; and as such bringing us back to his current dilemma.

Chasing after Gwen, Miles once again began pleading with her.

"Gwen, I'm begging you. I'm actually so screwed right now, it'll be a miracle if I make it to next week."

"If you don't want to ask Hobie then I'm sure Pav would be more than happy to help." She suggested, unmoved.

"It wouldn't work, Pav isn't subtle like that." Hobie even less.

"I'm sorry, Miles. I'm sure you'll figure it out."

Leaving Miles to stew in his misery, Gwen rushed off to make her next class. Mulling over his options, Miles now sat alone in the virtually empty cafeteria. He could take Gwen's advice and ask Hobie for help anyways, or alternatively he could go ahead and ask Pavitr like Gwen had suggested; even though he wasn't too enthusiastic at the idea of pulling another person into the whole mess.