#CW: family issues

[catsharky]

And on that day, Garrus learned two things: to shut up and let Shepard fight the losing battle against gravity, and a whole lotta new human swear words

Comic Masterpost

Also, while I didn't end up being able to match the vibe of the rough for this panel, I like it so much that I must share it with the world

[tyrianluda]

(dracula flow voice) the bugs are back.

(part 1) (part 2)

[couldeatthatgirlforlunch]

a day in the life where everyone tries to win reader over, maybe they heard reader mention something like how they can't stand an annoying relative asking them about a relationship over the holidays, or trying to get her the best gift?

ps i love your writing, i read it like my morning paper

A Day in Life: Christmas, Presents and Revelations

Synopsis: A day in your life full of good Christmas presents, propositions and secrets.

Pairing: Yandere!Justice League X Assistant!Gn!Reader

Tw: Implied stalking; Calling someone a manwhore; Karens in the family with traditional and conservative ideals and miserable lives; Mentions of past cheating; Mentions of past Bucky Barnes X reader; Is Hal Jordan slowly getting his redemption arc?; Slightly implied horny Reader; English is not my first language.

Word count: 2,2k

Requested? Yup.

General masterlist | A Day in Life - Series masterlist

— And it's just so annoying, like, sometimes I literally don't want to show up on these things, but I don't want to leave my mom there alone with my dad’s family. — You huffed. — My auntie’s too concerned about my romantic life, like her husband didn't get other three women pregnant at the same time she got pregnant and only married her because he would have to marry one of the four girls. — You shook your head while your co-worker laughed. — And you know what's worse? I told everyone I had a boyfriend, but Bucky cheated on me, and I didn't tell them that yet, so she's gonna think I lied and mock me like the middle-aged Regina George she is!

Unknown to you, certain people were listening, and silently, each one of them made a decision.

Your last day at work before Christmas, you were getting ready to go home, pack and take the road, when someone knocked on your office door. You looked up, seeing no other than Martian Manhunter at your door, holding a present.

— How can I help? — You hid your gritted teeth behind a polite tone.

— I came here to follow the Earth tradition of Christmas and give my loved one a present. — He stopped in front of you with a soft smile and extended the gift in your direction. You hesitated.

— You didn't have to… — You cautiously took the present from his hand.

— I also have a proposition for you. — And there it comes. — I couldn't help but overhear earlier that you were in need of a partner for a meeting with your family. — You wanted to facepalm. — I could be that person. — You sighed.

— I can't show up with an alien superhero. — You crossed your arms with a pointed look.

— As you know, I'm a shapeshifter. — You watched as he changed his appearance to look like multiple different kind of people, one moment he was a tall blonde man, the next, a black girl with braids, then an asian young guy, and so on, meaning he could look however you wanted him to. — And you can call me by whatever name you choose, even the name I adopted here on Earth… J’onn J’onnes. — He settled for his usual green alien appearance. — You widened your eyes at his confession, thinking “oh, shit”.

— Uhh…

— While you think about it, open my present, darling. — He gently pushed the present in your direction again and you, still wordless, obeyed, while mentally searching for a way out of this.

You cleared your throat and teared the paper. The feeling of destroying the wrapping paper of gifts always made you feel a little embarrassed, as if the beautiful wrapping itself was the present and you were being rude by tearing it apart. It was a silly thought.

As you finished, you found out he gave you a comic book from your favorite hero. It made you excited, but you couldn't show it much.

— Oh wow, thank you… — You coughed. — Can't even imagine how you knew it was my favorite… — You internally rolled your eyes. — Anyway, about your offer- — Another knock interrupted you, and you both looked at the door. Aquaman was there with another present in hand.

He looked suspiciously from you to the other hero and stepped forward, then focused on you.

— Whatever offer he gave you, I give you one better. Take a king to meet your family, darling. — He smirked and offered you his present. You ignored what he said, settled the comic on your desk, and opened his present. It was a necklace with charms related to the beach, like some shells, pears and fishes, all made of your favorite metal. You pursed your lips, not waiting to admit to yourself that it was pretty and you liked it more than you thought you would, just like the last gift.

— Thank you. And about your offer, I can't exactly do that. You can imagine why. — He shrugged.

— Well, you can simply take me as your completely human lighthouse keeper, Arthur. — He smirked and wrapped your shoulders with his left arm. You shuddered, thinking “God, no”. — We’ll even invite them to our beach house, darling. Right on the shore. I also have a boat. Let's impress them. — He grinned proudly, as if he was sure you couldn't deny him.

You shrugged his arm off and before anything came out of your mouth, you remembered about your auntie and her shittalking right now. She always wanted a beach house, but everyone knew your uncle prefered to spoil himself and his side-pieces than her or the kids, and yet, she felt superior to every member of the family who was single because at least she had a husband and she didn't need to work, including you.

Rubbing a beach house, a boat, and a blonde hunk himbo on her face could be nice… Even if you just offered to take only your immediate family there one day and then just pretend you broke up with him later, he and the league would still get the wrong idea.

— Knock knock, oh- What’s everyone doing here? — Flash was there and pursed his lips while looking at the three of you. You groaned internally.

— You can go, Flash, (Y/N) won't choose you. — Aquaman, or Arthur, weaved him off. Flash narrowed his eyes for a second and then turned to you, ignoring him and beaming at you, extending a gift in your direction.

— I bought you something! — You discharged the necklace behind you and took the new gift, it was a bracelet with a lightning symbol in your favorite metal. It was also pretty, you were getting tired of it.

— Thank you, Flash…

— Please, just call me Barry. — He grinned brightly. — Please ignore the stinking ugly dressed fishman and the alien still learning to act like a normal human. You can take the funny and smart forensic chemist to meet your family. — He reached up and took his mask off, you widened your eyes, at seeing his real face. Huh, you didn't think he was blonde.

You stuttered, too shocked.

— Oh God… — You thought knowing their name was worse than their faces, secret identities and all, but something about seeing a real face that was kept hidden all the time felt like a heavier burden. To make matters worse, Green Lantern showed up. — No.

— Just hear me out, please! — Everyone turned to him with annoyed expressions. — I changed, I swear! And I apologized like, a thousand times. — He cleared his throat. By your face, he knew it was the worst thing to say. — Anyway, here’s your gift. — He bit his lip while you took it from his hands and opened it with hostility. They were tickets for the next concert of one of your favorite artists, that made you feel a little bad for the way you treated him, but it didn't change what he did to you in the past.

— I… Thank you. — You were trembling with nerves at this point from all the surprises you were having.

— I heard you needed someone to bring home for the holidays…

— Uhuh.

— And your dad is a big fan of the army, right? — You blinked. It was true, but you never told them that, yet, you weren't surprised they knew that.

Where was he going with it…?

— Please, not you too.

But he took off his ring anyway, and after a moment, he was wearing civilian clothes, along with a military jacket and dogtags.

— Who better than a charming ex-air force member to present to your family? Test pilot now, I can take them flying. Actually, I can take you flying. — He winked. — Call me Hal Jordan, beautiful. — He winked and saluted you. — Also, I fought in the war.

— Dude. Just give up. They're not gonna pick you.

— I will never give up, I'm a green lantern, strong will is kind of my thing. — He looked at you again. — So, darling?

While you were staring blankly at him, someone cleared their throat.

— Be reasonable, you don't have to be humiliated today. — Wonder Woman catwalked into the room confidently. She was holding two bags from a clothes store in her hands. The amazon pushed Hal Jordan aside and stopped in front of you. She looked you up and down and smiled charmingly. — Take me with you, darling. This is for you. — She extended one of the bags to you. You took it and looked inside, then reached in and pulled it out. It was a beautiful outfit, completely on your style, and clearly of good quality. But when she pulled out what was inside the other bag, it took your attention and you looked curiously at the red wine satin dress she was holding up. — And this is what I will be wearing. — She smiled seductively. — Diana Prince, pleasure to meet you.

You couldn't help your jaw from dropping while imagining her wearing that. While some family members might not admire the sensual outfit as much, you definitely would. Secretly. Your ego would too.

Damn it, why couldn't she be more normal and less yandere?

You swallowed, looking away from her and the dress. It was finally too hard to say no, but not for the mature reasons.

At your silence, Diana’s eyebrows rose up and she tilted her head to the side, with a pleased small smile. The other men in the room groaned and started arguing loudly, but she was untouchable in front of you.

Unstoppable force, meet immovable object.

— I think I should just go home, it's getting late… — You rapidly shoved your gifts inside the bag, took your things and squeezed your way between them heroes, not even realizing how trapped you were previously, but just as you got to the door, you hit a brick wall, or Superman, as people usually call him.

You groaned and he looked at you sheepishly.

— I guess after all of that I can't offer you something much better, but I can try… — Superman took a deep breath and before you could blink, he flew away, changed clothes, and came back. One second, Superman was in front of you, the next, just a regular cute guy wearing glasses and a suit. You took a second to recognize him and understand what happened and what that meant.

Damn, who knew glasses were a good disguise.

— I'm Clark, Clark Kent. I grew up on a farm in Kansas and I work as a journalist at the Daily Planet. — He smiled shyly and gave you his gift. — I hope you like it…

You blinked and catatonically looked at the thing he gave you. Differently from the last gifts, it wasn't neatly wrapped and it had a weird shape, but by how it felt in your hands, you guessed what it was.

You expected the sight of a Superman plushie to greet you, but instead, it was a plushie of your favorite fictional superhero. The same hero from the Martian’s comic.

Well, it was cute. You would probably fall for him if you didn't know better. You held back an awed sound that wanted to spill from the back of your throat.

Suddenly, the silence was broken by all the Justice League groaning a collective and loud “GET OUT”, you looked up, confused and curious by what caused all this, surprised by seeing it was just Batman entering the room.

Huh, why did everyone react like that?

He stared at you, then at every single one of them, silently, almost disapproving, or disappointed, but then, he smirked when he looked at you again.

Batman was smirking? You flinched.

— This is for you. — He gave you a big box. It was surprisingly heavy. When you opened it, there was a very expensive and beautiful pair of shoes, something you only dreamed of having and was always on your Pinterest board. Only digital influencers and celebrities wearing it, making you jealous. But that wasn't all. There was also jewelry and a very expensive bottle of wine. You will definitely take it to the holidays to impress your family. Or maybe keep it to a very special occasion. — And there’s more from where it came from. — He reached for his cowl and your breath hitched. Never in your wildest dreams you thought this day would happen.

He took of the cowl, and in front of your was…

Bruce Wayne?!

While everyone deflated, knowing they lost, you just had to hold back your laugh, but a snort still escaped. That took everyone off for a second, including the always stoic hero in front of you, who was clearly bewildered when you couldn't hold back anymore and laughed to his face.

— You think I'm gonna show up to my family with the nacional manwhore? HA! Yeah, that's gonna impress them for the first five minutes, then I will be the dummy who’s gonna be traded for the next top model. — You shook your head, still laughing. Bruce frowned deeper. You slightly feared for your job after you bluntly called him a manwhore.

— I would never do that to you. My affairs are all to deceive the public and keep my job a secret.

— And that might be true, but my family doesn't know that! Or are you gonna tell this to everyone? Funny. Billionaires are so delusional and out of touch… — You shook your head and walked out.

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[demonictacobeard]

Charlie, trying to cheer Adam up: Hey I know Hell can be a bit much, and we do have bad stuff happen to us but it’s not all bad! There’s parts of Hell that are just so different, and it can be amazing. And hey, your son Cain is here! He’s actually kind of a big deal, the very first overlord and all. He’s retired now and is the leader of the biblical settlement outside of pentagram city if you want to……Adam?

Sinner Adam, staring down at Charlie with wide eyes because Heaven told him all his kids chose to be reincarnated because the winner and sinner system hadn’t been set up yet until when Adam died: Cain’s here?

Vaggie, going ice cold from surprise as she sees desperation on Adam’s face for the first time: Oh shit he was human underneath all that asshole

[lets-go-hurt-someone]

Been thinking about Cazador lately. We know from the Lady Incognita lore that the Szarr family seems to have some kind of weird coming-of-age ritual where they’re turned to vampires whether they want to be or not. We know Vellioth was an even crueller master than Cazador became. Were they related too?

Was Cazador’s creepy obsession with insisting the spawn were siblings his fucked up way of coping with his own screwed up family dynamic? Was he forcing them to play act his fantasy of a family who loved and cherished him the way his real family never had, couldn’t have?

He almost certainly considered himself a kinder master than Vellioth was. I think in some twisted, narcissistic way he thought he did love his spawn — the same way sometimes an abused, damaged parent may try to love their child but with no healthy model to draw from, they end up growing into their abuser instead.

It’s hard to have a ton of sympathy for Cazador. But I do see the shadow of someone I could have sympathy for inside of him. Evil is made, not born, after all.

[sleepyc63]

artificer, collie, and para :D

story + content warnings under cut (please read them her story gets a little graphic)

CW: ‼️ abusive family, depression, disownment, alcohol, teen pregnancy, violence, gang violence ‼️

Artificer is biologically Unparalleled Innocence's daughter, but UI gave her up for adoption, and they never met. Artificer doesn't know who her biological mother is, and has no interest in meeting her.

She was adopted by King, the leader of the biggest scavenger gang in the area. She has two older adoptive siblings, Mantis and Juniper (June). King wasn't a good father by any means, often leaving Mantis to look after Arti and June while he was 'working'. Mantis and Arti never got along, and butted heads constantly, even getting physical in fights (resulting in some lasting scars). She was close with June, though she still wished she could leave her toxic household.

In her early teens, she started going out with Spearmaster. She found their company to be therapeutic in a way, feeling better about herself for a little while. That is until her father started roping her into his gang, making her do violent things to innocent creatures, and her mental health declined quickly. She started drinking to cope. Spears tried their best to care for her in her time of need, but Artificer didn't recover easily this time. One time, while she was drunk, she made the horrible mistake of cheating on Spears with a slugcat named Nomad, and had their pups soon after. Spears cut contact with Arti after this.

Her father didn't approve of her having pups so young, and especially not with Nomad (who came from a family that was very anti-scav gang). They got into a massive fight, which turned physical. In the end, Artificer's face was burnt badly, and King lost one of his antlers.

Artificer was kicked out of the house and disowned by her family. Alone, expecting pups, and half blinded, Artificer spent a long time in the hospital. She now works three jobs to pay off her debt and provide for her pups, Collector and Parasite.

She's debated giving up her pups, as it's hard to give them a good life in her state. But, she loves them too much, and the pups would be devastated to lose her.

After being fired from her retail job for theft, she found an ad for a newly opened bakery in town. She decided to give it a shot, and was hired at Gourmand's bakery. She's made good friends out of her co-workers, Hunter and Gourmand especially. She knew Hunter when she was younger, as Hunter was her old friend Watcher's younger sister. The two got along well, being in very similar situations.

Gourmand, she had known from high school, as they were in the same grade. They had never spoken to one another back then, despite the two hitting it off instantly when they met. Gourmand loved pups, and happily babysits whenever Artificer needs to work a long shift -- and the pups don't mind at all! They've nicknamed her 'Mama Gourm' after all the time they spend with her.

Artificer finds it hard to ignore Gourmand's obvious feelings for her, and even if she reciprocates, she doesn't have time for a relationship. She isn't even sure if she deserves one after the harm she caused to Spears and Nomad.

No matter what happens, she always has her pups, and her only goal is to give them a happy childhood. No matter what.

---

I did not mean to make this so long. Oops

@churrorat-art

[bitemarx]

smoke lingers

[formula-red]

I tried to be good, am I no good? Am I no good? Am I no good?

untitled, Geloy Concepcion // Seventeen Going Under, Sam Fender // untitled, traumatizeddfox // Two People, Sam Fender // The War of Vaslav Nijinsky, Frank Bidart // Hard Times, Ethel Cain // Child Wearing a Red Scarf, Eduoard Vuillard // Complex, Katie Gregson Macleod // Funeral by Phoebe Bridgers, malaak // Too Much Wine, The Handsome Family // untitled, milklump // untitled, dying-weeds // Strangers, Ethel Cain

[thestarlightforge]

Your friendly holiday reminder:

It is normal to draw and maintain firm boundaries with (and/or hate) people who have abused you.

You are not being absurd, dramatic, “too emotional,” or a ruiner of anything.

You deserve safety, and to be surrounded by people who know, love and accept you for who you are.

Signed,

Your Fellow in Perseverance

[fourfoldtrap]

Family games nights aren’t the same now that Splinters dead…

[asherraccoon]

Weight- Lucifer angst- vent- warnings: Unintentional body-shaming, eating problems. negative body image, mentioned underweight, mentioned throwing up

Lucifer looked at himself in the mirror. He pulled the back of his shirt to see his body shape better. Man, he was really thinning out, wasn’t he? He sighed and let go of his shirt, hugging himself. He needed to eat more. Eating was just… hard for him sometimes. He didn’t really get hungry that much. And sometimes he just didn’t feel like eating. Lucifer combed his hair with his hands and took one last glance at himself in the mirror before leaving his room.

“Hey, Dad!” Charlie welcomed her father when she saw him enter the hotel lobby.

“Hi, Char!” Lucifer greeted his daughter. He gave her a quick hug.

Charlie hugged back. She gave Lucifer a squeeze. “Hmm..” She hummed, sounding a little worried. 

“What… What is it?” Lucifer asked. He pulled out of the hug. 

“Dad, can you lift your shirt?” Charlie asked.

“Uhh…” Lucifer frowned. He hesitantly lifted his shirt to expose his skinny body.

“Dad, you’re really thin… You’ve gotta eat more,” Charlie said. 

Lucifer lowered his shirt and hugged himself. He looked at the ground. “I am eating, though…” He muttered. He wasn’t lying. He was eating. Just… maybe not as much as he was supposed to. 

“What was your weight when you last checked?” Charlie asked.

Lucifer avoided her eyes. “86 lbs…” he mumbled. 

“Dad…” Charlie held his shoulders. 

“I-I know it's bad!” Lucifer said. “I know I should be eating more. I know I shouldn’t be so underweight, I just…” Lucifer stared at the floor. “I just… I don’t know… I don’t get hungry that much. And when I do get hungry, I don’t need to eat a lot to be full again,” He explained. “And I just don’t feel like eating sometimes. Or like eating sometimes…” 

“That’s not a good thing, Dad,” Charlie said. She sighed. “Why don’t you come eat something?” 

Lucifer shook his head. “I’m not hungry right now,” 

“Dad,”

“I’m not hungry,” Lucifer repeated. He was telling the truth. He really wasn’t hungry. At all. 

“You need to eat,”

“If I eat something while I’m not hungry, I’m going to get sick and throw up!” Lucifer argued. “Would you rather I get sick and vomit?” 

“No, but-”

“Then I’m not eating,” Lucifer interrupted. “I’m not going to eat when I’m not hungry. I don’t care how much I weigh. I’d rather not end up puking,” He said, crossing his arms. 

Charlie sighed. “Fine,” She said. “But don’t blame me if you end up  passing out from lack of food,” She turned and walked to the kitchen. 

Lucifer watched her go and sighed. He looked down at his body and pulled his shirt back again. He really hated how skinny he was. He knew he needed to eat more. But eating was just hard for him sometimes. 

[urmultideadfandomperson]

Didn't know this man had trauma until now

[you-need-not-apply]

Reminder to everyone who’s ever been hit by a parent:

There is no reason

No matter what they say, there is no reason for it

No excuses

It wasn’t a squat or a brush

It wasn’t to make you concentrate or pay attention

It wasn’t necessary 

It wasn’t needed

There is no reason

[chaotic-on-main]

First One of Many - Levi Ackerman x Reader

The first time Levi Ackerman met your family, it was Thanksgiving. You've been dating for a little less than a year, which means you've been hounded by your family for just as long to bring around 'the new man'. It's not like you didn't want them to meet Levi - it was quite the opposite. You didn't want him to meet them. Your family, as most were, is extremely dysfunctional in the most passive aggressive ways. It was always, 'Oh you look great, did you lose weight?' or 'When are you going to settle down?', never once minding the fact of how rude it was to ask. Levi wasn't the type of person to hold back his disdain so when you both arrived at your childhood home and he acted quite polite, you were surprised. A strong handshake to your father, a small bouquet of flowers for your mother. It was civilized, until your parents and family members started hounding him about marriage and children and you just wanted to die on the spot. Levi, noticing your discomfort and embarrassment, took your hand in his under the table as he answered the questions with grace - never answering directly and deflecting so easily. Only when you were able to bid your farewells and crawl into Levi's warm car are you able to breathe. He takes your hand again, kisses your knuckles, and looks you straight in the eyes before saying, "Next year, we'll only go to my mom's okay?". It wasn't just the fact that he was just as exhausted by your family as you were, it's that he mentioned 'next year' like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

I made the moodboard and wrote the HC for @postwarlevi 's 'Under The Harvest Moon' collab! This was absolutely self-indulgent but kept it x reader for anyone who might relate. Happy Thanksgiving to those who celebrate! 🦃

[thr4shit]

Ah yes, thanks, mother. :/

You're right, I should drill holes in my head so I can have swappable Mr. Potato Head eyebrows.

[hey-hey-j]

I don't know if this is a bad thought or idea but idk personally I don't see John forcing or encouraging Bruce then Spruce not to eat, I just think he'd have Bruce exercise more. Idk if that sounds dumb or not but idk I don't think food was an issue for John? Like I know they've changed throughout the years but John never brought up Bruce's weight now, and when he was criticing him he said "more smolder" or something like that. Idk I think John was 100% a flawed brother and there was an eating disorder with Bruce but I don't think John would stop Bruce from eating???

Why am I saying this here? Idk. Am I scared to say this because I feel like I'm being a bad person for this somehow? Yes. Do I want to share my idea with SOMEONE? Also yes

no it's not a bad thought at all, I totally see where you're coming from! I actually have a lot of thoughts on this topic let me just see if I can word them right....

I definitely don't think John ever *intentionally* encouraged any food or self-image issues in Bruce, but what he *did* do was pressure him to keep up the "heartthrob" image, and that's what led to Bruce developing these issues? Because he felt like he had to for the sake of JD and the band? If that makes sense? So JD wasn't over here outright telling his brother to starve himself but he maybe wasn't all too aware of how his remarks and expectations were seriously affecting his brother? And JD is all "Well we're just doing what's best for the band!" and you're all "No John Dory your brother is seriously hurting himself because you told him he had to be the hot one."

IDK I think it comes back down to the idea that JD never *meant* to harm his brothers, but he *did*, and he's just too stubborn and oblivious to acknowledge it for most of the story. And IDK, there's something about the way Bruce tells him "so no one would treat me like you did" that almost implies something deeper.