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makeusfreefromthisfandom · 4 years ago

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Anon asked: Heyyy! Can we have some HC on style 5 as fathers? Thank you

Yes! The boys as fathers have me so soft 🥺

Father Headcanons (Style 5)

I got carried away with these hcs... might have to make a separate post for each later on 😅 long post ahead!

Haru

Personally I imagine Haru with a daughter first

Like can you imagine how cute that would be? 🥺🥺the whole like father like daughter 🥺🥺

Haru doesn’t get this whole babies thing, in fact he’s panicking on the inside, but the moment he holds his child in his arms, it’s like every thought every worry has now become irrelevant

The only thing that matters is the child in his arms❤️

Smiles a lot more now because he is genuinely happy.

Even lets his laughs be heard more often just for his kid lol

When his child grows up a bit more, he definitely wants to teach them how to swim and how to ahem ~be one with the water~

He’s not a pushy father at all tho he won’t ever force his child to go down the swimming path and would rather have them get into something they are passionate about

Nevertheless, he still would like them to know how to swim atleast, it’s not a bad thing to learn

But um...he’s not the best of teachers...

Uncle Makoto here to save the day!

That being said, Haru always wants to be there for his child, be able to go to as much of their competitions/meets/games/etc. as he can even though he’s so busy with his own training schedules

He just wants to be there for them and he wants them to know that too<3

Oh um also...he’s bad at scolding...he’ll try to “scold” his little kid for doing something wrong like picking things off the ground and putting it in their mouth but his child just looks up at him like 😯

Also Haru changing diapers? Haha... “ahh (y/n)! How do I do this?”

He gets better at this tho over time :)

Watch his child not like Mackerel

He’s still confused over this whole father thing, but he knows that he really does want to love and be there for his child<3

Btw how cool would it be to have a dad being a world renowned swimmer? 😱

*haru excitingly watching as you feed your baby daughter (I see him w a daughter ok but it’s your choice) mackerel for the first time*

*baby makes a weird face and spits out mackerel*

“*Haru gasps dramatically* She doesn’t like mackerel.”

Baths with his kid. 🐬

JUST IMAGINE THAT I DONT EVEN NEED TO EXPLAIN IT

How precious 🥺

You sitting on the edge of the bathtub, silently watching Haru as he holds his baby in the bath with a small smile, eyes then slowly drifting up to lock in with yours, his smile a bit wider and everything he feels for you and his child, all shining in his eyes ❤️

There cannot be a more perfect, little, peaceful family <3

Makoto

An amazing father!

We’ve seen him with his little siblings Ren and Ran!

That doesn’t mean he won’t panick from time to time because it’s different when it’s your own child

He’s the type to do the whole baby talk and little cooes with his baby but turns bashful when he catches you quietly standing in the doorway watching 🤣

His cooking skills have improved a bit...

You already work so hard everyday for the baby and the house, he wants to lessen your burdens and give you a little break <3🥺

Family cuddles! With you and Makoto on either side and your child/children in the middle! How precious🥺

I see Makoto’s children being a lot more brave and daring than he is like watching “scary” (like Cartoon Network scary XD) movies and wanting going on adventures in places supposedly paranormal

“Dad stop being such a scaredy cat! I wanna go watch this movie already!”

“Ahh (y/n)!! Help me! 😰”

His kids are mischievous bro always do those puppy dog eyes to get him into their schemes

“AH NO (Y/N)! IT WAS THEIR IDEA I PROMISE!”

He also spoils his kids XD

Don’t think that means he doesn’t know when the boundaries are crossed and when he needs to get a bit strict

He may spoil his kids but spoiled kids are a big no no (there’s a difference)

The kids actually grow up to be sweet and respectful

Aww imagine Makoto teaching his own kids how to swim and sending them to an sc🥺

He’s just such a loving father and SO supportive!

His children love that they can come to him with any of their problems and know that he’s going to listen intently and understand, while also offering any advice he might think suitable <3

As if you alone didn’t make his heart well enough with so much love, his heart practically bursts with his children❤️

Ready to sacrifice everything he has for the happiness and well being of his family ❤️

Nagisa

Excitement is an UNDERSTATEMENT

As if this baby himself wasn’t cute enough, just IMAGINE HIS CHILDREN

omg omg omg cuteness overload

He’s jumping up and down when his baby is about to come, however he calms down when he actually gets a chance to hold them and he’s just in a soft, serene state, looking on at his little one with a small smile~

All his little toddler has to do is slightly tug on his shirt, and Nagisa is in a full gushing frenzy

He cries over how adorable they are

Nagisa baby YOU are adorable

He’s such a funny dad always makes his kids laugh!

Like when his child is a baby, he would come over making silly faces that half of the time either made baby laugh or baby cry 😣

Tickle Monster 😏

Finger puppets! I totally see him doing this as a father!

Nagisa won’t tease his kids a whole lot tho, knowing how frustrating it can get having experienced for a good amount of his life by his older sisters

He wants his kids to have fun ALL the time just like him 😁

He shows them his secret sweet stash when he believes it is time

So you’re going to have to be the one implementing the rules and regulations

“Come on, it’s time for bed let’s go, it’s past 11”

“Aww come on (y/n)-chan look at how happy they are! Just give us five more minutes🥺”

The challenging part for you is that you end up having to give in a lot more because now there’s more than 1 who’ve mastered the puppy dog eyes around the house

Another supportive dad! (They all are) he wants to be there for his kids’ firsts! And for all their games and competitions etc.

This is going to be such a fun little family with LOTS of love, support, chocolate, and fun! ❤️

Rei

No theory, no book, no calculations prepared him for the moment his child was placed in his arms

He’s immediately brought to tears and whispers a small “beautiful” 🥺

The type to document EVERY moment of his child

You end up having like 10 albums and tapes of just your kid(s)

ALL of your little ones firsts have all been recorded and documented to reminisce on later in the future🥺

Always nudging you and showing you the cute little things your baby is doing off in the corner🥺

He can be strict

Unlike Nagisa, oh no he is not spoiling his kid’s diet

Their kid is eating their entire rainbow with lots of fruits and vegetables, along with the right amount of protein and milk

However there are times where he chills out and actually bakes cookies and sweets for his children 🥺

And they are *chefs kiss*

However when Uncle Nagisa comes over...those kids know what’s up 😝😋

Wants to show them the beauty of swimming, specifically the butterfly stroke

You don’t have to worry about your kids getting low grades, because Rei will personally take care of that😌

He just wants his children work hard so they can become the best at whatever they choose to do in the future <3

Haha you wanna know what I’m imagining?

Him having a daughter that is an EXACT copy of him

And it will completely leave him speechless at moments XD

“Ahem...Daddy, the way that you pitch the ball is off by approximately 15 degrees according to the direction and pressure of the wind...not beautiful” *pushes glasses up*

Rei is just like 😨😱

Anyways you can forget about having excessive burden on your shoulders from parenting because this man is going to give it his all for you and his children❤️

Rin

The second his baby was delivered, he was already a crying mess, however when they are actually placed in his arms, it’s like all the tears have suddenly stopped, and it’s just a moment for Rin.

However he starts crying again immediately after

He loves his child so much! ❤️

They are a physical embodiment of his love with you! <3

He now understands the sacrifices his own father made for the sake of his family and now Rin is willing to to the same for his own

All his tsundereish tendencies vanish and he just becomes one big softy 😤

Don’t think that means that Rin doesn’t know how to be strict tho

Oh he is a strict dad but he only does is it for his child’s own good

He will shower them in just as much affection after the scolding <3

Like even after he gets a bit harsh on his child and sees their eyes, Rin immediately stops and goes into your shared room and starts sniffling

“H-hey (y-y/n)...w-was I too harsh on them?”

Yes he’s the type of dad to get onto you for brushing your teeth

He’s also that dad helping his kids with math

He has let his emotions show a lot more now.

Like when his baby started taking his first steps...Rin cried, camera in his hand shaking

When his child picked a flower and brought it to him...shark baby cried.

Or when one of his children brought home their essay about Rin being their biggest hero...Rin cried.

A very supportive family!

With you guys going to support him swimming at the world stage, and Rin going to all his children’s events and being their #1 fan <3

I can see Rin owning a “The World’s Best Dad” or “#1 Dad” mug and proudly drinking from it XD <33

He also gets very competitive with his kids! He gets very into the sports and games he plays with them

Teaching them tricks and tips along the way

And swimming? He’s got it in the bag, your child will get the hang of it under a week.

Some days Rin likes to lie with you on the bed, wrapping an arm around you to hold you close and pressing a a soft kiss to your temple, thanking you for being the love of his life and making him the world’s happiest man alive 🥺❤️

A/n: The boys would be such good fathers!They can all have my babies I love the parenting concept! I’m probably going to make separate hcs for them in the future 🥺

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alirhi · 3 years ago

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yay random inspiration?

I have no idea where this came from, but... Here it is XD

Untitled AU BuckyNat fanfic Warnings: It's pretty mild as far as content, but definitely heavy stepcest themes. 18+ just because if I continue it, it will definitely get racier. Summary: Natasha's just barely gotten used to her nagging stepmother, and now she has to deal with meeting her army vet stepbrother for the first time. Bucky hasn't been home in two years, and Nat doesn't know what to expect.

"Natasha, will you please put on something remotely presentable? Your brother's going to be home any minute!"

She rolled her eyes, not moving from where she was sprawled on the couch in a tank top and tiny pajama shorts. "Stepbrother, and I don't see why I need to get dressed up for some guy I've never even met."

"At this point, baby," her father teased as her exasperated stepmother stormed off, "forget dressed up. I'd settle for dressed. It's his first time home in two years-"

"Talking about me?"

"Bucky!"

Natasha's head whipped around at the soft voice coming from the front door as her stepmother flew across the house to hug her wayward son tight. The only photos she'd seen of Bucky were from when he was a little kid or an awkward, gawky teenager. This Bucky was definitely none of those things! Heart racing at the sight of that sweet smile that didn't quite reach haunted blue eyes, she leaped off the couch with a hasty "I'll be right back" and raced into her room.

She was going to Hell. Good lord, she was absolutely going to Hell! ...But god! Bucky was hot!

Moving as fast as she could, she yanked off her pajamas and slid into a pale yellow sundress. Long red hair released from the strangle-hold of her ponytail, she brushed it until it laid more or less flat, pushed it back out of her face, took a deep breath, and made her way back out into the living room. "Hi," she greeted her - way too freaking gorgeous - stepbrother as casually as she could. "I'm Nat."

"Bucky." He grinned at her, taking her hand when she offered it and kissing the back of it. "But you already knew that. It's nice to finally meet you."

"Yeah, nice to meet you." A glint of light off something shiny caught her attention and she glanced down, only then noticing that Bucky's left arm was metal. Eyes wide, she quickly forced herself to look away, trying not to be rude, but she could tell from his soft chuckle that he'd noticed her staring.

"It's okay," he assured her, his tone gentle and patient. "It's normal to stare at something you're not used to." He rotated his left shoulder a bit, as if adjusting the arm's fit in its socket. "To be honest, I'm still getting used to it, myself."

"How long...?"

"Six weeks." He flashed their parents a wry smile and, addressing the whole room now, added, "It means I'm back home to stay."

Natasha's father frowned. "I thought the point of the advanced prosthetics program was to give wounded soldiers a chance to get back out on the field."

"It is, but it's still experimental." Sinking wearily down onto the sofa, Bucky smiled at Natasha and patted his lap. "C'mere, 'sis'."

Nat didn't even think; she immediately plopped into his lap and rested her head on his shoulder as his arms came up around her. She'd expected the metal arm to be cold, but it was almost as warm as his flesh-and-blood arm. She traced the lines of the seams between each piece of rigid steel, marveling at not only the thing itself, but its gentle dexterity. Bucky's grip, whether with metal or flesh, was gentle, almost feather-light.

She felt his faint, contented sigh more than heard it as he gave her a quick, light squeeze. "Thank you. I was afraid you'd think I was weird, I just... I'm a cuddly person and it's kinda hard to find someone to snuggle when you're getting shot at."

She giggled, kissing his cheek. "No problem. You're honestly a more comfortable seat than the couch."

"Awww! Look, Nick! I told you they'd get along!"

Natasha's father laughed, shaking his head at his wife's cooing, but didn't comment.

"Anyway," Bucky said, picking his train of thought back up, "they can't start sending us back out to fight until they know how well the prosthetics actually hold up to regular use. We typically try not to lose limbs, so they don't exactly have a huge sample size to work with. Until they know nothing's gonna wear out or malfunction, they treat us lab rats like any other wounded and ship our useless asses back home."

"Well, good!" Nick nodded his approval, grinning at the younger man. "Since you'll be home, maybe you can talk your sister out of putting her life on the line, next!"

"Stepsister," they both corrected him at the same time, laughing when they realized what they'd done.

Natasha huffed, rolling her eyes. "Law enforcement's not the same as the military, daddy."

"Oh, no? There's still a lot of bullets flying and innocent men and women getting killed these days."

"Yeah, well, it's not usually the ones in the uniforms who are getting killed!"

"Enough!" Her stepmother cut in, waving them both quiet. "We are not having this argument again! Bucky just got home; can we at least let the poor boy settle in before we make him witness to another war?!"

"What branch?" Bucky asked her softly, those big blue eyes locked on her like Nat was the only person in the world, much less in the room.

She blushed, trying desperately to get her heart to stop racing, but it was just so unfair that her stupid stepbrother had to turn out to be this hot! "CIA, eventually. I mean, that's the goal. But I'm starting in the local PD; I'm supposed to start at the Academy next week."

"Oh, you're already eighteen?"

"Nineteen." Why did he sound so interested? She risked a glance at his handsome face again, and once again felt her face heating up with a bright blush.

"Huh." The look in his eyes had shifted almost instantly from friendly and sweet to almost predatory. "Well, it's not like they can stop you, then. Just do whatever you want."

From the look in his eyes, and the way his metal hand dropped from her waist to her bare knee, she had a feeling he wasn't referring just to her career choice. And she wasn't sure she minded.

#fanfiction #au #bucky barnes #natasha romanov #buckynat #m/f #stepcest #mcu #winterwidow #sebastian stan #scarlett johansson

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kittyanonymity · 5 years ago

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Marinette is the daughter of Wonder Woman X Superman

Hey have this!!!! I was inspired by @eve-valution and their wonderful art!

Also like.... It’s really just an excuse for Mari to be ridiculously overpowered tbh; plus.... the aesthetic of this tiny adorable girl accidentally breaking things all the time, and getting super flustered over it. >.> It’s cute, ok? lol

Honestly, my original plan for this was Daminette, and this version is; but I might also make some adjustments for a Timinette version (I love them, they’re adorkable together ok)? I haven’t decided yet. ALSO this is just a basic outline; not the fic itself. I haven’t started the fic yet. Feel free to ask things though!! ALSO THIS AU IS CLASS FRIENDLY!!!

~ DAMINETTE VERSION~

So in the latest DC animated movies, they’ve been pushing Diana/Clark pretty heavily while implying that despite Clark’s attraction to Diana, he’s still in love with Lois; this is seen pretty obviously when Diana and Clark go on a date, and Lois shows up. Clark immediately puts space between him and Diana and honestly, it’s a little telling. (this is all in stark contrast to the Justice League cartoon from the 90’s/early 2000’s, where Diana and Bruce ((Wonder Woman and Batman)) were shipped pretty heavily) Talk about baby’s first OTP, am I right? XD

ANYWAY THE POINT IS THIS.

Lois and Clark are together, like they’re getting married. (somewhere in the world, Damian is turning one; this is relevant later.) One night, Superman has a ‘moment of weakness’, and him and Wonder woman bang. BOOM! Pregnant.

Diana is rightfully upset, as Clark immediately tells her this was a mistake, they never should’ve done that. He goes back to Lois, and they don’t speak outside of the Watchtower anymore. Diana does not tell him when she finds out she’s pregnant. She goes to Bruce, tells him she’ll be out of commission for up to 3 years.

Bruce is rightfully concerned, but Diana doesn’t tell him what’s wrong. He assures her she can leave; they’ll keep it together out here while she rests in Themyscira. She feels bad for not telling him, but resolves to do it later. Home she goes, to see her mom and the rest of the Amazons!

Her mother is disgusted by Clark’s conduct, but Diana has always wanted to have a child. They know it will be a daughter: it always is, Hippolyta says conspiratorially. The pregnancy is interesting, and many of the Amazons are startled at how quickly their princess can finish her projects. Hippolyta watches on in concern; her daughter has become startlingly creative during these months, and as a previous Ladybug that can mean only one thing.

Tikki will be back in the family soon.

Hippolyta says nothing about this to Diana, not wanting to alarm her daughter.

When Marinette is born with dark hair, and blue eyes there is no surprise. Diana stares at her daughter as if she is the most beautiful thing to have ever existed, and to her, she is. Marinette spends 3 years on Themyscira, learning from her mother, grandmother, and all of her many sisters. She’s an excitable child, with a penchant for marking walls with whatever she can draw. She grasps language easily, and much quicker than anyone would think possible.

But Diana has a duty. She must return to the outside world to assist the league. She thinks of the outside world, how it has taught her, hurt her, but ultimately made her stronger; and she knows that she wants Marinette to have all of that and more. So she contacts an old friend in Paris.

Sabine had left Themyscira many years prior, once Diana had cleared the way for the other Amazons to venture out. She’d fallen in love with a baker, and though the 2 couldn’t have children of their own, they were excellent people. People Diana knew she could entrust Marinette with. Sabine agreed after they discussed it extensively.

Diana would come see Marinette regularly once she was 10, giving the girl some years to mature, and come to terms with her mother’s identity. Diana assured Sabine she’d send any and all support requested, along with letters and gifts for Marinette as she grew. Diana hated to leave her daughter, but seeing as she would constantly be in danger once again, she couldn’t bear to put Marinette through that. Diana tells Sabine who Marinette’s father is, so they can be ready.

Sabine threatens to cut his dick off, which Diana laughs at. Diana and Marinette live with Sabine and Tom for a year, letting Marinette get to know and love them; and then Diana tells Marinette she has to go, the world needs her.

And Marinette just nods, giving her mother a smile.

“I know mommy.”

Good byes and I love you’s are exchanged, and after many tears, Diana finally manages to tear herself away, and she leaves. There is a hole in her heart the size of the Earth, but Diana has a job to do.

This is the world where Marinette lives now too, and she must do all she can to keep her daughter’s world safe.

Clark and Lois get married while Diana is away, and Jonathan is born; he’s only a year younger than Marinette, and 2 years younger than Damian like in canon. Clark is curious as to where Diana disappeared to, asking around, but the only one who knows is Bruce. And when Clark asks, Bruce simply shrugs.

“She told me she’d be gone for a few years. I didn’t press her for details. Everyone needs a break, Superman.”

Clark didn’t like it; he was worried. For her to disappear so abruptly… Surely she hadn’t truly loved him? Clark hates himself as he thinks about it, regret permeating him. He does his best to not think about it.

At least until Diana shows back up, 4 years later, and a little more jaded than she used to be. Bruce welcomes her back with a small smile, and a nod. Diana doesn’t even look at Clark.

And for Clark, it’s enough to just know that she’s safe. He doesn’t blame her for hating him; he kinda hates him too.

Literally none of the League know about Marinette; Diana doesn’t tell fucking anyone.

Miraculous canon happens as normal, only difference is that Lila is fucking gone after the Volpina incident. She’s gone after that, no return, nothing. I hate that girl, and honestly, I just wanna write something where Marinette’s friends love her, without the class drama. I can’t forgive the Miraculous writers for doing that to the students. Chat is still pretty pushy in his pursuit of Ladybug, but not in an exaggerated way. However, it does still cause some eventual complications that he needs to learn and grow from. Minimum bashing should be involved, and it will be centered around pointing out the toxic things he does, and him correcting those behaviors. Adrien is my boi and I love him.

ANYWAY.

When Marinette is 10, Diana shows up to see her. Marinette has known that Sabine wasn’t her real mother; Mari still calls Sabine Maman though cause like… the woman raised her, duh. Marinette loves Diana, even though she doesn’t remember what her mother looks like. Diana always remembers her birthday, and all of the holidays; Marinette has saved every letter, and gift her mother has ever sent her. She doesn’t realize her mother is Wonder Woman yet. Well, at least until she shows up on her 10th birthday. Marinette recognizes her as the heroine instantly, but says nothing; she’s seen movies, she knows secret identities are important!

Over the years, Sabine has kept Diana informed on the progression of Marinette’s… abilities. Look, the girl is a split between the Amazonian princess, and a Kryptonian. God only knows what she’ll be able to do. So far, Marinette has displayed signs of super strength and speed, and most recently flight; she’s got the enhanced senses as well, and she carries ear plugs with her when they go out. Diana is happy to know though, that Marinette has a strong sense of right and wrong. She owes Sabine a great debt of gratitude, and knows she’ll never be able to thank the woman enough for raising their (because yeah, Marinette is theirs now) daughter.

(Marinette goes to school, excited to tell everyone about her 2 mommies and her daddy. Despite Diana not being romantically involved with them…. Yet???? Maybe????? HMMMM)

After Marinette turns 10, Diana makes a point to visit every spring for her daughter’s birthday, and to check in on things. The day of Marinette’s 14th birthday, Diana steps off of the plane, and on her way to the Dupain-Cheng bakery, she witnesses her first akuma. Preparing to step in, Diana freezes when Ladybug and Chat Noir appear on the scene.

Diana recognizes Marinette on sight, and the spots are familiar. She remembers her mother, the stories of Tikki, and the adventures they had, the evils they stopped. She remembers how anxious her mother was during her pregnancy, when Diana could not stop drawing, writing, whatever she could be doing.

Marinette is a pure soul of creation, born of Tikki’s essence, and she is Diana’s daughter, an Amazon, and half kryptonian.

Diana watches her daughter fight, hands clenched at her sides. The Amazon in her demanding she see this through, watch her daughter be the fierce warrior she is meant to be; the mother in her is clawing at her throat, preventing her from speaking with the force of her panic.

And Marinette is an excellent fighter. Diana recognizes many of the moves she used to practice while they were still on the island, and they’ve been refined, polished, and put on display to show the world. It had to be Sabine’s handiwork, teaching her this. Did Sabine know she was Ladybug? No, she would’ve told Diana first thing.

Diana does not intervene, watching Ladybug win, and undo the damage.

Once the akuma is dealt with, Diana follows her daughter as she swings away and finds a quiet place to de-transform.

“My little light, you have exactly 2 minutes to tell me what is going on.”

Marinette jumps a mile, whipping around to see her mother, and then Tikki is smiling, hugging Diana’s cheek.

“Diana! It’s been too long!” Diana gives the kwami a smile.

“Hello, Tikki, mother misses you.”

Marinette is dumbfounded.

Diana explains everything, about how she knows, and why; tells her about Hippolyta, and her connection to the Miraculous. It was the most exciting and stressful birthday yet.

Diana starts making more regular trips to Paris to assist her daughter when she needs the extra help; since Diana is generally fairly good at keeping her emotions in check, it works out. Marinette works extra hard to make sure she keeps her extra abilities in check.

She uses her powers in small subtle ways; using her flight to get a better distance out of a yo-yo swing, but doing it in a way where it’s unnoticeable to the standard eye. Or using her x ray vision to avoid people she doesn’t want to see. She lets herself be clumsy, and careless with her movements in her daily life, making sure none of her friends can ever make the connection between her and Ladybug later on; before Ladybug, she’s clumsy so she doesn’t draw attention to her powers. The only one who knows she has powers is Nino.

It’s hard to explain to your childhood friend why you’re flying after all; he had been there the first time she’d accidentally used this new power. OOPS

All abilities/side effects Mari has:

-Super strength

-super senses (hearing, sight, smell, etc ((is taste usually included in this???? hm)))

-Enhanced vision (x-ray, thermal)

-Flight

-Super speed (bout as fast as Superman if she tries hard enough)

-Ladybug luck

-Martial arts/various fighting styles

-Amazon swordfighting & archery

Side effects:

-Sluggish in Winter thanks to Ladybug things; will hibernate if she gets too cold

-Has bursts of creative energy that keep her up far longer than she should be; usually crashes afterwards; these will stop as she gets older, and gets a better handle on her Ladybug powers.

-Gets sick easily during the cold months

-Kryptonite hurts her, obviously; she gets a wicked migraine, and nausea; usually her vision gets bad too.

Marinette’s personality doesn’t change all that much, really. She’s still undeniably kind, and selfless, always going out of the way for her friends. She’s a bit more vocal about her sense of justice, not putting up with bullies. Chloe gets her redemption a bit early because of this. Marinette is also not afraid to just absolutely throw down and brawl if you’re being a violent asshole. Like, damn. She is tiny, but she will miss you up.

ANYWHO.

With Diana making frequent trips to Paris, it catches Bruce’s eye, and he of course gets suspicious. The French government has been keeping the situation with the Akumas under wraps for about 3 years now, no news escaping the country. Marinette is currently 16, Diana has been helping her deal with hard to handle akumas for 2 years; Damian is 17, and Jon is 15.

So when Bruce looks into Diana’s activity in Paris, he’s startled to find little to nothing about Wonder Woman. An article briefly mentions something called an ‘akuma’ but then there’s no further mention. Instead he finds records of Diana Prince shacking up with a married couple and their daughter.

When Bruce finds a picture of Diana standing with the Dupain-Chengs, his breath leaves him. She is staring at the girl in the picture with such a proud adoring gaze, and he would have to be blind to miss the resemblance. The girl’s age lines up with when Diana left, and Bruce remembers how unusually concerned Clark had been about her location.

He’s the world’s greatest detective, and the pieces are too easy to put together.

SO Bruce Wayne does what Bruce Wayne always does.

Finds a way to get information.

He invites Francois-Dupont to his yearly student seminar, meant to help students get a jump start on their careers. They must prove why they deserve to attend, like all the schools invited, in the form of an essay, accompanied by a video of their school.

Mlle. Bustier’s class is selected as the class to make the video representing the school; Marinette and Alya volunteer to head the project with audio assistance from Nino, while Adrien offers to help with the budget. The class comes together to offer some kind of assistance or another, even Chloe, who goes out of her way to help the class plan. Marinette writes the basic video out, how it should look, what it should say.

But they need a narrator.

The class unanimously votes for Marinette.

“You know us better than anyone, Nette. It’s gotta be you.”

“Everyone knows you here, Mari; you’re the sweetest girl in the school.”

“A WELCOME VIDEO!”

It’s Alya who shouts it, grinning at the class.

“It’ll be a welcome video with Marinette showing a ‘new kid’ around!”

Marinette’s gotta admit, it’s genius; the class agrees, and planning begins in earnest now that they have a better idea for it.

All of their carefully laid plans fall to pieces when their high end camera breaks the day they need to film. Everyone is shouting, stress is high, and Rose is crying. Marinette knows she needs to do something before an akuma shows up, but then she hears a yelp, and she looks over to see a first year stumble back as Kim knocks into her. Marinette’s there in an instant, steadying the girl on her feet, and giving her a smile.

“Are you ok?”

She’s unaware of Adrien watching her with a fond smile, while he elbows Alya; Alya stops yelling at Chloe long enough to look over, and quickly take her phone out, and press record. The classes attention immediately shifts, the tension all but disappearing.

The first year nods hesitantly.

“Y-yes I’m ok. It’s just my first day here, a-and I’m…” The dark haired girl bit her lip, looking at the floor, “I’m really scared.” Marinette frowned for a moment before she smiled, and took the girls’ hand.

“I’m Marinette, what’s your name?” The girl sniffled, rubbing at her eyes.

“My name’s Bridgette.” Marinette nodded, her smile growing.

“It’s nice to meet you. Sorry about my friend Kim over there. He gets a little excitable sometimes.” Bridgette offered her a smile.

“It’s ok. It looked interesting so I wanted to get closer, but I wasn’t paying much attention.” Her eyes fell, and she looked off to the side, but Marinette gripped her hand gently, causing her to look up.

“I can show you around the school if you like. Everyone here is really nice, I promise. We look after each other the best we can, and you can always ask one of us for help.” Marinette gestures to her classmates, who offer Bridgette encouraging smiles. It’d been awhile since they’d seen Marinette work her particular brand of magic. Bridgette’s smile grew, and she finally nodded.

“I’d really appreciate that, Marinette thank you.” Marinette simply waved her off.

“It’s fine! We’ll make it fun!” She turned to her class, missing Alya hiding behind Adrien, still recording.

“I’ll be back in a bit guys. Come find me when you get the camera replaced.”

The camera panned around Adrien’s back as Marinette turned away, and began leading Bridgette further into the school. Alya hurried to catch up, the class following shortly after.

Marinette showed the young girl all around the building, from her homeroom class, and to each individual classroom so the girl would never be lost. And she talked to her, learning that Bridgette had just recently moved there from Italy, escaping her old school and the torment she’d endured there. It burned Marinette to know that someone had been so cruel to such a sweet girl, but Bridgette assured her it was fine since she wasn’t there anymore. Marinette in turn, assured her that no one at Dupont would ever treat her so cruelly. And if anyone did happen to do so, she should come find her immediately.

Bridgette laughed, flushing pink.

“Thanks, Mari!” Bridgette’s gaze grew wistful, “It’s been awhile since I’ve laughed with a friend.”

And Marinette was resplendent in her joy, pulling the girl into a gentle hug.

“We’ll look out for you, Bridgette. You can count on us.” The girl returned the embrace, nodding. After a moment, the two girls pulled back, and Bridgette smiled.

“Thanks for caring, Mari.” Marinette shrugged, giving her a smile.

“You’re worth it, Bridgette, remember that.” She nodded her head towards a classroom, “But you should probably get to class now. I think you’re really late. I’ll have a talk with Mr. Beaumont about why right after my class and I finish this project, ok? Just tell him Marinette will explain, and he should understand.” Bridgette nodded, thanking her again, before kissing her cheek, and heading to her classroom. Marinette watched her go with a smile, and sighed, before turning to head back to her class.

Only to promptly freeze at the sight of them behind her, grinning in glee, Alya at the front, phone held high.

Marinette flushed bright red.

“Guys, what’re you doing?” Alya clicked end on the recording and grinned at her best friend.

“Getting our video of course!”

Marinette was certain she was going to die. Or combust on the spot. God, what if she actually did though, and it was just another damn power to worry about???

Needless to say, she’s embarrassed. But once the class reviews the video, they find it to be perfect. They were able to stay close enough to hear Bridgette’s and Marinette’s conversation, and hear Marinette explaining things to her. Nino took the audio and boosted it in certain parts, and making sure to edit out any personal information the girls discussed during the tour.

The video coupled with the 15 page essay Marinette submits secures their spot in the seminar.

Meanwhile, when Diana hears Marinette gushing about their school being invited to the annual Wayne Seminar, she is immediately suspicious. She finds Bruce within the day, appearing in the Batcave with no preamble; Bruce is waiting for her.

He offers her a drink. And Diana sighs, because he definitely already knows; so she accepts his drink, and they sit.

And they talk.

He asks why she didn’t tell him, he would’ve helped her. And Diana laughs, and it’s surprisingly good natured.

“Bruce, you would’ve killed him back then. Don’t think I don’t know how much you two hated each other back then.” She sighed, “You idiots were finally about to be friends, and if I’d told you what he’d said, what we’d done…” She snorted, “I was quite sure you would’ve killed him.” Bruce didn’t deny her accusations, nor did he accept them.

“What’s she like?” And Bruce watched Diana’s whole body relax, a small smile on her face as she swirled the liquor in her glass.

“She is the best thing that has ever existed for me in this world. She’s my little light, and I will see that this world is safe for her.” Bruce thought of his sons, his daughters, and he nodded.

“And her powers?” Diana’s grin grew broad, and she raised her fist.

“She is strong, Bruce. The strongest.” Again, Bruce nodded, having a drink from his glass as Diana stared him down, “If you hurt her while she is in your care, Bruce, we will have problems. You know this?” Bruce sat his glass down, reaching for the bottle to refill his cup.

“I know, Diana. My intentions are purely curious, I promise you.” He smiled, a small upturn of his lips, “She was the star of their video, you know.”

He shows her the video the class submitted, edited to include the class singing the praises of their class president as an intro, before it cut to some footage taken on a cell phone. It followed Marinette around as she guided a younger student around the school, offering advice, and going out of her way to help the girl. The footage ended with the girl’s blushing face before it cut to an outro featuring the Journalist of the class, Alya Cesaire. Alya had said that since Marinette was writing the essay, she knew her friend wouldn’t include her own good deeds, and since Alya was in charge of the video, she’d take care of it here.

And Diana watched her daughter’s best friend proudly declare Marinette’s achievements, and her aspirations; the good she’d done, and the bad she’d prevented, or outright ended.

Bruce pretended not to notice Diana’s tears.

OOF I DID NOT MEAN TO WRITE THAT MUCH OF THAT WOW

Ok so anyway, trip to Gotham gets secured cause of all that. Master Fu will send Kaalki with Marinette as an assured countermeasure against akumas, and Diana promises she will stay in Paris while Marinette is in Gotham. This assures Marinette that between her mom, Viperion, and Ryuuko they could hold their own until she could get there.

To Gotham! YAY!

They land mid afternoon, check into the hotel, and fucking sleep. That’s it.

Next day, they have a guided tour of the Gotham Natural History museum, which is super dope, and everyone is excited; except for Chloe, because even redeemed she’s kind of a brat. I love her. Marinette meets Tim first in this one. Tim is at the Museum because as CEO of Wayne Enterprises he is donating something to the museum. They bump into each other, and she knocks him down.

Tim is kind of stunned cause this tiny pixie like girl just knocked right into him and didn’t even budge, holy shit. And Marinette is stumbling over her words as she apologizes, and helps Tim up, and wow, that is one hell of a grip for someone that size, what the fUCK. Tim is properly dismayed, but waves off her concern good naturedly, saying he shouldn’t have been standing in the middle of the hallway like an idiot; Marinette flushes brighter, insisting she should’ve been paying more attention.

And then Jason shows up, cause like damn Tim, what the hell is taking you so long?

Looks at Marinette.

Hey isn’t she a bit young for you, Drake?

(in another timeline this would probably be a fun Timinette AU, I won’t lie. hmmmmmmm…..)

Tim rolls his eyes at Jason’s antics, offering Marinette a grimace.

‘Sorry about him, he’s deplorable. Again I’m sorry for running into you’

Marinette laughs it off, shaking her head

‘I’m so sorry for knocking you down. I’ll make sure to pay more attention.’

Tim and Jason leave, Jason offering her a wide grin and a little wave; Marinette just shakes her head in amusement, and catches up with the class.

MEANWHILE, SOMEWHERE ELSE IN THE MUSEUM

Damian and Jon are hanging out; Jon has decided to come and pester him since his school, Metropolis Prep, is also invited to the seminar, and Damian likes his friend, he really does, but *god* he is suffering right now. Jon is making comments left and right, and Damian is about to lose it.

‘Ooh, am I making you mad, Wayne?’

Damian glares at his friend.

‘Stop talking. My head is killing me, and I am *this* close to killing *you*.’

Jon just laughs, and Damian rolls his eyes.

After awhile of wandering around, looking at things, they go get some lunch in the cafeteria. There’s a large group of French students taking up one of the tables, one dark haired girl standing while the others are sitting; there’s a map and a notebook spread out in front of her. Damian watches as she smiles at her classmates, writing things in the notebook, while marking things on the map.

‘Oh, that’s cool!’

Damian looks at Jon, ‘What?’ Jon grins.

‘They’re planning on what they want to see while in Gotham.’

‘How do you know?’ Jon rolls his eyes as they get some food.

‘Damian. I have super powers, idiot.’ Damian snorts.

‘Doesn’t explain your incompetence though.’

Both boys miss the wide eyed stare Marinette is giving Jon from her table.

She hadn’t MEANT to hear him, but when you can hear pretty much everything, eavesdropping is inevitable; doesn’t mean she has to like it though.

Also, wow that boy looks so much like her?? How weird.

She and the class finish planning other places they’d like to go, while Marinette turns the list of locations into Miss Bustier for her to review. They had a basic schedule set up, but their teacher had allowed them to see Gotham for what it was before finalizing things.

After lunch, their tour resumes, and Jon and Damian find themselves along the same path as Marinette’s class. They’ve moved past some of the older cultural items, and are entering the room of heroes and villains. Wax replicas of Batman, all of the Robins’, Black Bat, Batgirl, and various big name villains line the walls. Damian was on edge the entire time, not quite listening to Jon’s rambling.

And well OF COURSE something goes wrong, because you can’t have the Dupont kids go anywhere with no problems.

Two Face steps down from where his figure used to be, unloading his gun into the ceiling. He thinks he’ll have an easy time taking this French class hostage.

He is not prepared for these kids.

Alix and Kim tag team a couple of his henchmen with support from Max who has outfitted Markov with some new tech as well. Juleka (who has been tapped for the Lion Miraculous before) and Rose (who’s used the Mouse) take one down, while Ivan smashes two more henchmen together, shielding Mylene. Alya takes the knees out another one while Nino comes across his jaw with a hard left cross. Nathaniel is in front of Sabrina, shielding her when Chloe comes down hard on the henchman in front of them.

Adrien and Marinette go for Two Face, each of them a bit surprised at how the other moved.

And Damian is shocked stupid, watching this French class absolutely decimate one of Gotham’s finest rogues.

Meanwhile Jon is stuck staring at the duo. Between looking at the cute blonde boy, or the dark haired girl who is *WAY* stronger than she looks; especially if she can throw Two Face around one handed, damn.

And Marinette is more concerned with keeping her friends safe than hiding her abilities, and she probably moves too fast, and uses too much strength; her classmates buy her excuse of her extra martial arts classes outside of class.

Damian however does not.

And then the police show up, shocked to find this group of criminals subdued by a group of foreign teenagers.

The second Damian is out of the museum, losing Jon for a moment in the chaos, he calls his father.

“Why didn’t you tell me there was a meta among that French class you invited?”

Damian can practically his father shrug.

“It’s not my business to tell, Damian. Just talk to her.”

He growled as his father ended the call; the man knew something, he knew it.

And thus begins the chronicles of Damian trying to figure out WTH is going on with Marinette; which leads to friendship. Damnit.

This is where the typical getting to know you Daminette stuff will happen.. Including dates, and identity reveals.

The biggest conflict of this is honestly dealing with Superman when he finds out. Marinette has known who her father was since she was 10 years old, when she learned her mother’s identity; but Diana didn’t officially tell her until her 14th birthday, after the akuma incident.

“No more secrets, little light; I will tell you everything.” Diana had said; and she had.

Marinette is glad to have Tom, because wow her real father sounds like a dickhead.

When she officially meets Jon (Damian introduces them), she immediately realizes ‘well fuck, I have a little brother???? And he’s best friends with the boy I have a crush on, shit.’

Anyway, Superman finds out Diana had a daughter, their daughter, after the trip to Gotham concludes, and he immediately heads for Paris as Superman. He finds Diana as Wonder Woman talking to a young girl in Red with black spots, but Superman is set on speaking to Diana as he lands, and starts striding up to her.

“We need to talk.” Diana stares at him dispassionately as he walks up.

“I have nothing to say to you. Leave.”

Clark reaches out for Diana’s hand, only to have his wrist grabbed by the girl in red; who is glaring up at him fiercely. Wow her grip is tight…

“If you touch my mother, I will decimate you.”

And Clark is reeling, because holy shit, this is his daughter; his and Diana’s blood. And Clark just looks at Diana, conflicted.

“Why didn’t you tell me, Diana?” Diana shrugged.

“Telling you would not have changed the outcome. I have always wanted a child, and she is everything I need of this world. Why would I tell you?”

��Because she’s my blood too! She’s kryptonian!” And the girl growls, and then she is hovering in front of his face, blocking his view of Diana. Her eyes are a blazing blue behind her mask, and Clark realizes: she can fly.

“I may share your blood, Superman, but I am not Kryptonian; I am an Amazon. I am Ladybug. And I will not listen to you berate my mother for her choices. She told you to leave, and I can assure you, I won’t be as nice when I demand your absence.”

And Clark is just. Stunned. Because yeah, that was definitely an Amazonian level threat she just gave him; but he’s Superman, and yeah, she’s his daughter, but how strong could she be? Should he push the matter?

Clark watches as other heroes slowly appear behind the girl; One clad in orange, one in green; A fox and turtle respectively. Then there’s the one in black, green eyes narrowed at him; a feral cat, it looks like. Then there’s the one in yellow and rusty orange, a snarl marring her lips; a Bee?? Or a Hornet?? The final two are teal and red, a boy and a girl; a snake, and a… dragon?

What has his daughter been up to in Paris?

Grief swells within him, and he sighs.

“Ok, I’ll-”

Ladybug screams.

“Hello Superman, I am Hawkmoth.”

And that’ll be the final fight of this fic I think! They’ll beat akumatized Superman (batfam Zetas in to help, and so does Jon and Connor), and then Clark leads them to Hawkmoth’s base, and Gabriel is dealt with, along with Nathalie. Marinette and Adrien will both do university in America, with Adrien learning under Bruce about business along with Damian (the 2 become surprisingly good friends after a point), and Marinette accepted Audrey’s internship while she goes to school in New York. She frequently pops over to the manor to see the Batfam.

I’m gonna work on the Timinette version of this next; that ship is so adorkable and I *LOVE* it

There may also end up being a Jasonette version?? I haven’t decided yet tbh

#maribat #daminette #mlb x dc #WonderSuper AU #that'll be the tag for this #will I actually write it??#WHO KNOWS!#NOT *ME*!#:D #¯\_(ツ)_/¯#this AU isn't entirely Superman friendly #but it IS class friendly!!! :D #here have this!

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miniwolfsbane · 3 years ago

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Sims 4 Adventures

Soooo I decided to stir up some MAJOR DRAMA in my game, which isn’t something I usually do. Usually it’s have a sim, get them married, pop out kids, onto the next generation.

I’ve talked about Riley and her 10 kids before. Well, Melody Grace (I think the 3rd oldest in 5 sets of twins) fell hard for Maxwell Milton, who was Riley’s mom’s (Jamie) BFF back when this whole family started. Maxwell is starting out to be an actor and is non-committal, because I think something went wrong in raising him, he’s the black sheep of 5 and selfish. (I didn’t have the gumption to give him the self-absorbed trait!)

So, they have a cheap, whirlwind wedding at a “Vegas” bar. (I had one picked out from the gallery, but couldn’t remember the name, but it’ll be there for Max’s other weddings!) Maxwell just thinks he’s in love (because I said so), but he doesn’t have the manhood to commit to any woman and just wants woohoo for the first time. (I have all my sims get married.) So, they have “Unprotected woohoo” and waddyaknow, she pregantay!!

So, as they’re both exhausted by this point, I let them sleep and have them fight the next day. They divorce, BUT Melody Grace had feelings for him until they went in the red. I was hoping for otherwise, holding the candle for her first love. The night before I had the sweet idea of her moving back in with Mommy, daddy and her brothers, inspired by a Kelsey LP. So, sent her packing that way and she let her parents know her problems and the big news.

Then, for good measure, sent daddy Enrique off to kick the living crap out of Maxwell for ruining his baby girl’s life. XD And he won both fights, but the guy is built like a brick chicken house. (And let me say, he spends a lot of time in his sleep pants shirtless of his own volition and I don’t mind!)

The pregnancy flew by and Samantha June (yes, weird name but Riley is a hippie and no doubt all the kids inherited some of her weird) was welcomed into the world somewhere between 3:35-5 am sims time. Of course Riley went with her as dad is a selfish bum who will have no contact with his bio kid if I have anything to say about it.

But anyway, the sweetest thing was after I had Mels call up her twin Harmony Light, (They were living together before this insanity, as are all my twins because it’s easier.), she came over the next day and the day after that. And somewhere in there, after Mels vented, Harmony shared an inside Joke with her. Legit, all the sweetest thing I have ever seen in Sims 4!! IDK if she was just there for the support (Is the game that intuitive??) or if she missed her (probably?), but it was nice she came to visit and wanted to cheer up her sister in her time of need!

And before all that, the oldest daughter had to get married, and the 5th youngest daughter got engaged after Mels got pregnant. I tried to have everyone over, hubbys and boyfriends for a big family powwow to talk about the drama, but it didn’t quite work out. One daughter didn’t show up and neither did oldest daughters new husband. Speaking of, the game threw me the BIGGEST curveball and it turned out Moonchild’s (oldest) new hubby Daichi has a teenage son!!!!!! I was moving him in with my other sim, thinking they were brothers or something, then saw it. Oh no, baby, you’re moving in with your dad and soon-to-be step mom who’s barely older than you and I’m sorry! His name is Kengo. Funny part is, Daichi looks white, Kengo is Asian, but Daichi has an Asian last name. So I’m thinking he might be half Korean or Japanese or something. The first wife definitely was. (This is all on console, mind you, so no mods. I’m sure they were created by some loving developer, but I never imagined one of my sims would marry a townie with a kid in tow. I’m sure she’ll treat him like her own.)

Now I’m trying to plan Lambs wedding to Rahul Chopra in my head. Wish we had more wedding stuff, but that’s the breaks. And it’s lol-worthy her full name will be Lamb Chopra! (Like Lamb chop? So corny!)

#the sims 4 #what's happening in my game #Riley Holt

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drummergirl231-2 · 5 years ago

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If HDL's father ever did come back to his family's lives, do you imagine how awkward and complicated it would be? There would be the issues from Della having to adjust since she may not even have romantic feelings for him anymore (given how it's been 11-12 years) to the triplets having a worse time adjusting to his presence than Della's especially since Donald already served as their dad for years (And it is gonna be weird seeing Donald and HDL's father being father figures together).

Aw shoot dang I’ve got a whole AU like you don’t even know. XD It sprouted off this speculative post I made about HDL’s father possibly being a F.O.W.L. agent that the Buzzards sent in to spy on Scrooge by getting close to Della, but then he wanted out because he fell in love with Della for real. In this scenario, the Buzzards kidnap him and freeze him in whatever Rockerduck is currently frozen in after they realize his loyalties shifted.

I don’t think it’ll go like this in the show, but in my AU, the family eventually finds him frozen in whatever-it-is. Della screams when they stumble across him in a F.O.W.L. base. As far as she knew, the guy just totally abandoned her for absolutely no reason, and it never made sense to her. But as betrayed as she felt for his leaving, she needed answers, and she wasn’t going to get them just leaving him there, so she unfroze him and she, Scrooge, and Donald (who was fighting the urge to punch him in the gut every step of the way) get him out of there.

Can you imagine the horror on his side of things? He was a newlywed. He was happy. He was going to tell F.O.W.L. he was done being their spy. Next thing he knows, he’s waking up from being frozen in something and Della’s there but she’s walking on a prosthesis and he immediately knows he’s been gone for at least several months and Della went through quite the ordeal without him (but like, he has no flippin’ idea...).

Eventually in some heart-wrenching scene or scenes he finds out he was gone for about or nearly twelve years, and not only that, but he and Della had had triplet boys. He had wanted to quit F.O.W.L. to devote himself to his new family (Della, Donald, and Scrooge) and eventually, any children he and Della would have. He and Della had talked about raising a big family together but now he finds out he missed everything.

And his wife of only a few short months doesn’t even want him to touch her. He’s a good guy and all. He respects Della and the last thing he wants is to make her feel guilty for how she feels or pressure her into anything. But it’d still be difficult for him when to him it feels like he and Della were living in newlywed bliss only a day or two ago. And even though he’s being totally respectful with Della, she still feels guilty, imagining what he must be going through.

She tells herself it’s all his fault anyway and she doesn’t owe him anything, but after they fly him to Mervana and interrogate him in front of the harp, and she hears the whole story, and the harp confirms it all and Della knows he really does love her with all his heart... she can’t help but feel guilty for keeping him at arm’s length. And he feels guilty that she feels guilty. It breaks his heart even more, but he tells her it’s okay and she can take as much time as she needs to process all this.

Scrooge orders him to sleep in the spare room of Donald’s houseboat until he can get a lawyer’s opinion on whether or not the marriage is still valid. After all, they were both pretty much presumed dead for over a decade. Old Victorian Scrooge basically tells him he’s not allowed to sleep under the same roof as his baby girl without being sure they’re legally married. Extreme as it sounds, he knows he needs to re-earn everyone’s favor and trust, and he accepts it. But that night when Donald goes downstairs in his houseboat to use the bathroom, he can hear him crying from the spare room.

Della thanks Scrooge for buying her some time. He tells her he means it - he wants to make sure their marriage is still valid before letting them sleep in the same room. But more than that, he really does want to give Della some time to process everything, guilt-free.

“And what if the lawyer says my marriage is still valid?” she asks. “What then?”

“Then... I suppose the two of you will need to make a decision.”

But Scrooge can see the worry on her face. She doesn’t want a divorce. Would that be fair? Sure, the guy began courting her under false pretenses, but she knows after the interrogation with the Harp of Mervana he didn’t marry her under false pretenses. He really does love her. But would it be fair to him to keep him tied to her when she didn’t want him to touch her? She wished they could start all over... just fall in love all over again. But would she ever be able to do that? And what about the boys? What would be best for them?

“Ye don’t hafte make any decisions tonight, lass,” Scrooge would interrupt her thoughts. He’d ask her if she feels safe, and if she feels like the boys are safe. After making sure all of Della’s immediate concerns are dealt with, he’d tell her to get some rest.

As for the boys... I can imagine a scene with Huey where he screams “I don’t care that he’s my father! Uncle Donald’s my dad!” and he runs upstairs crying. And it’d be an absolute knife in the father’s heart but at the same time, the gratitude he already felt toward Donald would increase. He wouldn’t resent Donald or blame him. He’d be so glad his boys had a dad in their lives.

Still, it would kill him a little inside knowing he didn’t get to be that dad, and that one of his own sons was rejecting him.

I think Dewey, being such a mama’s boy, would have some trouble accepting him, too. He pursued Della under false pretenses, and never told her about F.O.W.L. before he disappeared. She believed for the longest time he abandoned her. As far as Dewey was concerned, he didn’t deserve a perfect woman like Della Duck.

It would take Huey and Dewey a little time to come around.

And Louie? His loyalty is to his mom and uncle, first. But gahhh he can’t help but pity this dude. Louie’s such a sensitive little guy. He’d pick up on the all the guilt and sorrow and awkwardness and more sorrow between his mother and father and it would bug him, to the point where he starts wondering if his scheming powers might come in handy here, and he tries to reset them up.

A lawyer does conclude the marriage is still legal since they didn’t divorce and neither of them died. And even without Louie’s help, Della’s hubby has every intention of trying to start over with her. He just wants to make sure he gives her plenty of time, and doesn’t pressure her into anything.

When they get the news they are still married, they sit down and talk. He is honest with her. He tells her he doesn’t want to divorce her. The vows he made to her (only a few months ago for him) are ones he intends to keep. But he understands, given their bizarre circumstances, if she doesn’t feel the same way. All he asks is that she doesn’t make any decisions quickly, but he will honor whatever she decides. And he asks that, no matter what she decides with regards to them, she lets him stay in their sons’ lives, since now that he knows about them, he can’t just leave them. He intends to get a job and cover their expenses (a decision that wins him points with Scrooge when Scrooge hears about it). Della agrees to his terms. She tells him she doesn’t want a divorce either, but she just doesn’t know how things can return to the way they were.

The fact she doesn’t want a divorce gives him a sliver of hope, but for the time being, he’s just friendly. He suggests they have a game night, just them, the boys, and Donald. He continues to hang out with Della in no-pressure sort of environments, like video game tournaments with her and the kids, family dinners, stuff like that. And he tries to avoid calling her cutesy things and talking to her like they’re married because he doesn’t want her to feel like he’s forcing her into a romantic relationship, but one day he accidentally slips up and says, “Morning, gorgeous,” at breakfast, and before he could kick himself under the table, she smiled and blushed and said, “Hey handsome,” back, and the teasing “OOOOOOOOH,” from the kids sounded like an angel’s choir to him.

It takes time, but Della does fall in love with him all over again, and one day he gets down on one knee and asks her to stay married to him, and she accepts. They even hold a simple vow renewal ceremony in the backyard (simple, but well-organized and beautiful, with Daisy’s help).

And because I’m DG and I can’t help myself, OF COURSE THEY HAVE ANOTHER BABY AND GET A CHANCE TO RAISE A FAMILY TOGETHER FROM THE BEGINNING AND THAT BABY WILL BE “TWIN COUSINS” WITH DONALD AND DAISY’S BABY. SO SAITH ME.

WELP that turned into a pointless fanfic considering I don’t think that’s how it’ll go down in the show!

Frank described the family as “complete,” now. And that’s pretty much true. They’re a bunch of pieces of families that came together to make a whole one. They’ve got the brothers (HDL), the sister (Webby), the mommy (Della), the daddy (Donald), the grandma (Mrs. B.), the grandpa (Scrooge), plus whatever the heck Launchpad is (the crazy cousin or family friend who’s always over?). It’d be weird finding a spot for the father. Maybe he really is gone forever. But then again, if there’s a spot for Daisy in the family, maybe there’s still a spot for him, too. Hopefully we’ll find out!

#ducktales hdl's father #ducktales au #ducktales fanfic #ducktales speculation #ducktales della

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secondgenerationnerd · 5 years ago

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Do you do requests? If yes, can you try a one shot of the following: 8 year old Mar'i trying in being a nurse for her baby brother Jake due to the latter getting a pretty natsy cold? You can add her BFFs Lian and Irey for extra fluff but hey no pressure XD

Hello! No worries about the misspelling lol, yes I love requests! Especially slice of life ones! In the DCAMU verse I write (which houses Jake Grayson exclusively in my writings), I haven’t really expanded out past the Grayson family.

So please enjoy this cuteness!

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“Mar’i?” Kory knocks on her daughter’s door, smiling at the laughter from inside. Mar’i looks up from the middle of the bed, squished between her best friends. “Daddy and I have to go pick up the food. Do you think you girls will be ok for a few minutes if we leave you alone?”

“Yes, Mommy!” Mar’i beams. “How long are you gonna be gone?”

“Maybe 20 minutes.” Kory nods her head to the side, “Jakey’s sleeping right now. Please try not to wake him up, ok?”

“He still feeling icky?”

“Yes, starshine.” Kory leans over, kissing her daughter’s messy dark curls. “You girls behave.”

“No promises,” Lian giggles. Kory shakes her head, hiding a smile as she leaves the room. She’s never been more grateful for anything in this world than Irey West and Lian Harper being friends with her Mar’i.

The girls are alone less than five minutes when Mar’i sits up, sensitive ears picking up on whimpering from her baby brother’s room. Mar’i climbs off the bed, “I gotta go be a big sister.”

Lian and Irey, of course, follow her. Two-and-a-half-year-old Jake Grayson cries on his bed, holding his little head, vomit on his jammies and his blankets. “Mommy....Mommy...Mommy...”

“Lian, can you and Irey get some towels and water?”

“Do we need to call your parents?” Irey asks, green eyes full of concern.

“No, I’ve got this.” Her friends head to the bathroom while Mar’i flies over to her baby brother. “Hey, Jakey?”

“Want Mommy...want daddy...”

“They’re gonna be back soon. C’mon, we can get you outta those icky jammies.” Mar’i’s never ben the normal kind of sister. she’s always stepped up to help her baby brother, which lead to a few times of her parents explaining that she can’t feed her brother the way Mommy can.

Jake whimpers as his big sister takes off the sick covered pajamas, leaving him in his sleep diaper. Lian and Irey come back with some warm water and towels. The girls wipe off his little face and hands, helping him into a t-shirt. Mar’i decides not to put pants on him since he’s sweating so much. Irey pulls the sheets off his bed while Lian carries her little cousin into the living room. Jake clings to her, shaking. They tuck him in on the couch, Mar’i floating up to turn the lights off.

“Ri-ri?” He looks up at his sister.

“Yeah, Jakey?”

“We nuggle?” He asks. Mar’i smiles and climbs up next to her little brother. She hugs him, letting him hide his face in her arms. Lian and Irey make her move to the bigger part of the couch. It takes some wiggling, but the three girls manage to get it so Jake’s being cuddled by all three of them. He holds his big sister’s hand, “Ri-ri?”

“Shhh...” Mar’i kisses his head. “It’s ok, Jakey. We’re gonna take care of you. Promise.”

Kory and Dick get home maybe ten minutes later. The girls doze peacefully, Jake sleeping in their arms. Kory tears up a bit at the sight while Dick takes a picture on his phone. She raises an eyebrow at her husband.

“In about nine years, she’s going to be complaining about her annoying little brother. I’m getting my blackmail material now.”

“I wonder sometimes why I let you put two children in me.”

#irey west #mar'i grayson #lian harper #dick grayson #dick x kory #kor'i #koriand'r #jake grayson

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ahiddenpath · 5 years ago

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Epilogue Celebration: Family

I keep running behind with these, there’s so much going on! HOW ABOUT THAT STEVEN UNIVERSE FINALE, EH?

I keep intending to write a ficlet, but I can never seem to stay on top of it. I hope you’ll accept some miscellaneous 2028 family headcanons below the cut.

-Taichi is one of the last Chosen to have his first child, age wise. This is partially because he’s busy representing digimon in human government, and humans to digimon. It’s a difficult and demanding job, both in terms of the work and the emotional toll as a subset of humans exploit digimon and a large swath of humans fear them. It often feels like Taichi is standing alone in a huge chasm between the two parties, trying to bring them together with little interest from either side.

So, yeah, he’s not really thinking about kids and family... Except that he is, and he’s eating his heart out with indecision over it. I think it takes a ton of courage and time for him to decide to become a father.

Like many of the Chosen, Taichi can’t spend as much time with his child as he would like because of his career. Still, his son adores him and thinks he’s the best Dad in the world, an attitude helped along by Agumon constantly saying so!

Taichi is a laid back and indulgent dad, except when his Worry kicks in. His wife has put him in parenting time out when he gets into his head and starts hovering too much.

-Yamato and Sora also waited a while to have kids because of their family backgrounds. They wanted to really be sure that they were ready first, committed to each other and to their new family. (I wrote a drabble that gets into it here, if you’re interested).

Because Yamato is an astronaut and Sora is a clothing designer, they rely heavily on their parents and Takeru for help watching their children. This is difficult for them, because they very much want to be with their kids... But they also want to achieve their own aspirations. Luckily, their parents and Takeru all dote on the kids, and sometimes squabble a bit over who gets them next.

Yamato tries to be chill about it, but it’s embarrassingly easy to get him gushing about his kiddos and the wife. Like, he’s that guy who starts every sentence with, “My daughter/son/wife/brother/Gabumon/nephew...” Missions are really hard on him for this reason. He’s known to tear up when talking to his family from space.

Sora is Best Mom, having trained since age 11 by handling the Chosen. Even when she’s away, the kids can’t get away with anything; her Mom Powers elicit confessions without much effort. The trick is that the kiddos just can’t lie to their adoring mother who takes such great care of them.

Sora does have to monitor herself closely. When her emotional state is poor, she sometimes snaps at the kids for normal kid stuff. Meanwhile, Yamato has to watch out for his tendency to send mixed messages by retreating when his emotions act up.

-I talked about Koushiro as a Dad a lot both here and here. His Dad strengths are supporting all of his daughter’s interests and engaging with her via activities and teaching opportunities, but he’s not skilled at understanding and meeting her emotional needs and giving social advice. Happily, I headcanon him marrying a lady who is well-equipped to cover those areas. He also sometimes just... gets scared of doing the wrong thing and retreats, but again, his parents and his wife quickly learn when to intervene.

-Mimi also has a parent post here. She’s great at interacting with her kid and having fun with him, and as an adult, she’s learned how to set boundaries. Still, she has a tendency to spoil her son, so luckily, there’s a wide network of beloved people helping to raise him to balance that out.

-Jyou! Oh my god, Jyou would be the most amazing dad, fight me (there’s likely no need).

The thing I most want to say here is that Jyou goes out of his way to expose his son to all kinds of careers and hobbies. In fact, he asks his friends, including the Chosen, to allow his son to participate in their “take your kids to work” events. He tells his boy that he can be whatever he wants, and that while he wants his son to find his passion and succeed in it... If he ever needs a place to fall back on, Jyou will be there.

He doesn’t want his son to experience the pressure he felt. Still, he is sure to instill the virtues of hard work and service.

Honestly, I think his only major flaw as a parent is worrying too much about his kids, and also spending too much time at work (he’s a doctor, so that’s inevitable). Luckily, Gomamon is around to keep things light-hearted, and to remind Jyou that is family needs him and he needs to go home now.

-Takeru is a great dad, and I think having his own family was really... A dream? Just a dream come true for him. After his parents divorced, I think it’s clear that Takeru wanted his family back, the way it used to be. These days, he has both parents (and they love babysitting), his brother, his sister-in-law, their kids... And he has his own wife and child. Things are no longer quiet at home or awkward with his parents.

Honestly, I think Dad Takeru is living his best life and organizing play dates and is just so happy. He’s amazing with children, and they love him... But his adult friends know to be wary when their kids and Takeru huddle up. What the hell kind of mischief is he encouraging? At least they never have to wait long to find out.

-Hikari is also an A+ Mama. Her warm, sweet aura soothes kids and inspires good behavior, but don’t think she can be walked on! A teacher takes no guff and knows how to convince kiddos to behave.

Hikari needs to learn to tend her mental health with love, care, and regularity. Teaching saps her emotional strength, and she often feels depleted, but forces herself to keep smiling and giving her all. There are times when everything just reaches critical failure levels, and she melts down.

So, Hikari... I’mma need you to love yourself the way you love everyone else.

-Oh my God, Daisuke. Sometimes, he acts more like a brother or uncle than a father, so his kid gets away with things that he... probably shouldn’t. I’m hoping he is with someone who disciplines instead of joining in on nonsense!

I can tell you that his son adores him, though. They live a fun, loud, and noisy life! Daisuke and his son both wish that Daisuke wasn’t so busy as an entrepreneur, but the good news is that Daisuke’s parents, sister, and Chosen friends (especially the 02 crew) are always willing to babysit.

-Miyako and Ken might have the most... stable???? Presence for their kiddos, since Miyako is a stay-at-home-mom. I do think that, when her youngest goes into kindergarten, she starts working part time as a researcher for Koushiro’s company, but... She’s always wanted a big, happy family, and she is always, always there for her kiddos. I really admire that.

I think the kiddos might favor Ken, just because he’s not at home all the time, and... Well, who doesn’t love Ken-chan? I bet Miyako gets a little miffed when the kiddos rejoice when daddy comes home after she cared for them all day... But she’s probably just as excited to see him!

I kind of think Ken and Miyako are That Couple. You know, the one that makes everyone think, blech, get a room, just from the way they look at each other.

Miyako is the kind of mom that can cheerfully yell at kids XD Like, the standard speaking volume is pretty high in this household. They’re the kind of sibling group that bickers one moment and cuddles and plays together the next. She always sees to everyone’s needs, knows how to discipline, but also brings on the fun. The only issue is that her emotions get carried away sometimes, and she needs to reel herself in before she riles up the kiddos to the point where they’re impossible to calm.

Ken, I think, is like an oasis for his kids. Calm, soothing, understanding, patient, quiet... He might not be as good as talking and taking charge as Miyako, but he’s an amazing listener, and he gives the world’s best hugs, certified.

He has his hands full with the bedtime routine, trying to wind everyone down after a loud, fun day with Miyako and each other.

-I believe that leaves Iori! Ugh, I love him, and I love to think of him as this strong, capable man who dedicates himself to service. He’s like a pillar to his daughter, who is likely the sweetest and kindest gen 2 baby. Like so many of the Chosen, Iori’s career is demanding, but his wife, mother, and grandfather step in. In fact, they might all live together? And while his daughter loves all of them, Iori is her favorite. In her eyes, he is just, kind, capable, dedicated, and strong, always helping the digimon and people who need help.

I think the only issue is that Iori doesn’t realize how big of a shadow he’s casting. His daughter pushes herself to be everything that she sees in him, which is a lot for anyone, let alone a kid. The good news is that her great-grandfather sees everything, and he is always telling her that she is more than enough.

I LOVE THEM ALL, THANKS FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK.

#digimon epilogue celebration #digimonepiloguecelebration #chosen children #digidestined

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butterfly--empress · 5 years ago

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Crazy MLB Thoughts...

Or shit I would sort of want to see but after watching Seasons 2 and 3 doubt highly will happen nor do I trust the writers to be substantially confident in making a cohesive story that doesn’t fall at the rails.

The fact that they seem to like making Miraculous Ladybug Episodic when it really should be a Serialize show, tells me all I need to know to NOT but much faith in what they do.

But I’ve been surprised before but...GREAT DOUBT (I’m trying really hard not to tl:dfr the essay about my...gripes with MLB on a whole because writing that...we’ll be here all day. ALL DAY)

anyways moving on;

1. Adrien and Felix are either step siblings or identical twins and someone lying about who’s the real baby daddy/baby momma and both sisters are in on it.

2. Both sisters are in on EVERYTHING...and prob share everything and Gabe is none the wiser. Don’t make that face at me fam, Ya’ll come up with very interesting poly ships...DON’T @ ME! XD

Look at their fucking Maiden Name; without some translation; Vanily? If that shit don’t sound too damn close to Villain IDKWTF does! XD

But seriously, the name has various meanings which all boil down to, deceit and moral ambiguity. I don’t put nothing passed nobody.

I seen what the animators were doing; trying to paint Amelie in Black while Emilie is dressed in White. See, that symbolism of trying to make me think Amelie is a bad twin to Emilie’s good twin because of how Gabe sees her. But I like to think the reality is more of the opposite if...IF Emilie’s really a big bad.

3a. Emilie is more antagonistic than Gabriel but actually loves her son and husband.

3b. Emilie could also just be full calculating evil and all of Adrien’s ‘memories’ of his loving mother could be of his Aunt Amelie instead...

4. The whole ass episode of Felix had me like: I watched one too many damn K-Dramas to know that anytime rich families act like this around each other; it usually involves birth secrets and the fact that someone was getting it on with the ‘wrong’ somebody...or the right somebody.

Look, all I’m saying is, Gabe is def the father and most likely the father of Felix but Adrien could...maybe...actually...be...Amelie’s kid for some unfounded reason and no one’s saying anything about it. (no way in the 7 HELLS do cousins look identical like that unless the creators just felt spiteful for some reason and rehashed a scraped character design...)

Don’t look at me like that Fam! I cannot be the only one who thought there were a lot of secrets not being shared/said in this episode! If ya’ll can theorized about Sentimonsters, I can theorized about Agreste/Graham de Vanily family drama.

5. Audrey and Tomoe might have a bitter rivalry/partnership/something with Emilie and Gabriel. I feel like something happened for Tomoe to be all; ‘I don’t need friends, they’re a disappointment’.

6. Fam! Ya’ll have got to chill with the ‘Character X is a Sentimonster theories’, come on that’s weak writing fam. FAM we’re better than this!

7. Marinette will finally get to tone down on her crush/obsession for Adrien WITHOUT having to be with *coughusecough* Luka.

8. Adrien as Chat Noir will finally get to tone down on his crush/obsession for Ladybug WITHOUT having to with *coughusecough* Kagami because she vaguely makes him think about Ladybug....Yea I said it.

I believe Adrien only tries to move on with Kagami because she’s the closest thing that reminds him of his Idealistic view of Ladybug and not really for Kagami herself. which isn’t fair to Kagami...jfc I said I was NOT going to tl:dfr this post....ahh too fucking late now!

Sure, Adrien admires her but I don’t think he really truly likes the girl in that way. Out of Order Episodes or not, that boy can’t go 5 mins without going nuts over his precious M’Lady. XD

9. I just rather there NOT be this extra baggage of a love triangle and I just would like for ONCE to get through a season without feeling 2nd hand embarrassment over the cringy shit Marinette does to get Adrien’s attention.

Before you try to go ham on me LadyNoir/Adrinette/Marichat/Ladrien (GODDAMN THIS FUCKING OTP) shippers hear me out: I am not saying I don’t want the love square..THE ORIGINAL LOVE SQUARE OF really two loves in like/lust/future love unknowingly with each other to end.

I WILL FUCKING GO DOWN TO THE DEPTHS OF HELL FOR THIS SHIP!

But I do want less cringe, there’s so much I can take of Marinette learns not to be petty and seems to grow up a bit for the NEXT damn episode to reset like that shit didn’t happen....boi..i’m about to rant about the writing...

10. EPISODES WILL NOT BE SHOWN OUT OF ORDER!!

11. EPISODES WILL NOT BE SHOWN OUT OF ORDER!!

12. Season 4 will be consistent with it’s plot driven story and continuity...we can only pray.

13. When old Gabby Moth gets redeemed (not if but when...hey i’m trying to be marginally realistic here) the story for it, isn’t weak asf and doesn’t feel forced. Even though its going to feel forced...unless Emilie really does turn out to be that bad bitch and shows she cares more for power over her family and dismisses Gabriel...only for him to wisen up that his wife really isn’t a saint and realize too late that Nathalie was always there for him...FUCK I just made myself sad..I’m sad....

14. Astruc is really being a troll and Chloe actually gets a redemption...maybe too much to ask for?

15. Meanwhile Lila FUCKING Rossi can eat ass I don’t like that hoe.

16a. Marinette will not try to carry the huge/sudden burden of being the guardian...(yea..THANKS FU FOR THAT BTW...*coughshitguardianmentormotherfuc...coughs*) ah Mari will not try to carry this heavy ass burden on her lonesome and actually lets those she chooses to give Miraculous too, KEEP THEM THIS TIME...ya know..so it’s more convenient for them to help her and Chat Noir when they need assistance. While she maybe the Guardian, she will allow Chat Noir to share her burden with her.

16b. Chat Noir will play more of an equal role alongside Ladybug and not be kept in the dark. ISTG RN; if Mari, after telling Fu she doesn’t want to keep anything from the guy that is supposed to be her number 1 partner...in the fucking dark...this whole ass website is going to feel my wrath for days on in.

no more of this ‘pushing Chat Noir to the sidelines and keeping him in the dark’ more than Hawkmoth trying to use their trust for each other against them, distrust and lies is the fastest way for him or some other big bad to win.

Also I just REALLY want the gang to keep their miraculous.

17. Probably going to get flack for this but I really want to see Chloe/Luka happen or at least some form of interaction between them.

I don’t mind the Lukagami Ship but it rly feels like a forced pair the spares to sideline them away from Adrienette and I rly can’t see it. I mean I can but I think Chloe/Luka would make for something more interesting.

18. Felix NOT becoming a big bad, because wow do we really need ALL of Adrien’s fam being coo-coo for coca puffs?? especially if Emilie is as worse than her husband

19 the other side characters get to actually develop.

20...Was there something else??? Probably but I’m tired and can’t think outside of really wanting a kind and just Emilie Fucking Agreste and also wanting the Bitch Mother of all mothers from hell Emilie FUCKING Agreste, while also wanting a lil of both.

And now unable to decide WHICH Emilie Fucking Agreste to write about in my two AUs because where at first i wanted sweet innocent Emilie fucking Agreste, now I want cunning, ambitious gets what she wants behind a sweet demeanor, you’ll never see her striking, Emilie Fucking Agreste!

While good!Emilie Agreste would be simple and easy to write for...my mind is going; palace politics is just so much better when everyone is backstabbing everyone! Just like historical dramas! only not everyone dies! XD

#miraculous ladybug #emilie agreste #marinette dupen chang #gabriel agreste #adrien agreste #some thoughts #with a side of rant

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juminsmysticmc · 6 years ago

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MC with her twin who plays a prank on RFA plus V plus Sarean

MC and her twin sister who plays a prank on the RFA + Minor Duo

Woah! I read this a lot but often skipped the scenes…but now I can write it myself…lmao! Well, I‘m not really good at joking or being funny so I apologize that my HC is boring, sorry XD

Jumin

,,I‘m coming to Seoul to show you my boyfriend.“ you read out while Jumin was in the kitchen.

,,Did you say anything, my love?“ he asked you and looked at you from the kitchen.

,,Uhu? No…“ you mumbled and thought about something funny.

,,Oi, are your hairs still red?“ you typed.

,,Red and green by now baby hoe“ she responded.

You and your sister were totally different.

She was more the funny to go type.

You instead were pretty conservative and took everything seriously.

,,When we meet I will leave my husband a few hours sooner. You approach him and show him your tattoos and hairs. Act as if you were me.“

You texted and went offline.

The two of you really did so.

You left earlier with the excuse that you wanted to spend a few hours alone with your sister and that he should come afterwards.

When he finally arrived at the coffee shop you wanted to meet up, a crazy woman approached him, hugging his arm.

,,Hiiiii Juju!“ she squeaked.

Jumin looked at her in a mixture of surprise and fear.

,,M-Mc….?!“ he mumbled shocked.

,,Yes! I thought I would have to support you to distinguish my sister and me and so I changed my hair color and….aiiii my tattoos. They hurt a bit….ohhhh how about a tattoo with our names-“

,,Who are you? Are you brainwashed…?“ Jumin mumbled with his coldhearted eyes starring at her.

Your sister got scared for a few seconds and that’s when you decided to intervene.

,,Ahahahahahahahaha! Jumin! I‘m here! That’s my…hahaha twin!“ you laughed and finally saw the softness in his eyes.

,,Thank god! I got so scared…why would you make a tattoo of a dog instead of a cat?“ he mumbled.

,,HAHAH YOUR HUSBAND IS CRAZY!“ your sister laughed as she heard his words.

Zen

,,I don’t know….“ you mumbled as you heard the words of your sister.

,,That’s not really funny…“ you mumbled and began to think about it.

,,Why? It’s me who will do it!“ she tried to convince you.

Her plan was to trick him on a date.

While you would go out with him she would come running to him, asking him how much she traveled in time.

After a time you finally agreed with her stupid idea.

A day before your date the two of you went shopping to buy the same clothes and talk about the details.

Everything was perfect.

You and Zen enjoyed the day and laughed all day long.

Finally the two of you were resting in a coffee shop.

Zen slipped at his tea while you enjoyed a cake and your coffee.

,,Now“ you typed quickly and in the next moment your identical sister stood in front of your table.

,,In which year are we?!“ she panicked.

,,Huh?!“ Zen screamed as he saw her.

,,Zenny! I traveled in time! In which year are we?!“ she rattled his shoulders.

Zen was already pretty white from nature. But right now he got even paler.

,,What….?!“ he mumbled.

But at some point you couldn’t hold it anymore and just began to laugh, making your sister angry.

,,I wanted to tease him more!“ she whined.

,,I…haha know hahaha but…HAHA I couldn’t…his face! HAHAHAH!“ you laughed so much that at some point you even cried.

At the end you told Zen that she was your twin.

,,Nice to meet you, buddy! I feel sorry for you but I think you will need to endure pranks like these in the future!“ she laughed while Zen stood there, shaking his head.

Yoosung

You and your sister had a really good idea to prank your husband.

Of course he already knew that you had a twin.

And he also meet her a few times.

But still, Yoosung still couldn’t tell the difference between her and you.

And so the two of you planned to meet up to give him a heart attack.

You would hug and stroke him all day long while your sister would come to meet you, screaming at him, acting as if she were you.

,,I love you…“ you mumbled in his ear.

,,Me too…“ he mumbled and was about to kiss you when your sister appeared.

,,Yoosung! I‘m home what do you want to eat for di- WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!“ she screamed out of the blue.

She was acting so good that she shocked you too for a moment.

Of course this seemed even better.

Yoosung was shocked and pushed you aside and compared you two.

You could see that he was pretty scared and shocked.

,,You two….no…“ he mumbled with a trembling voice.

,,No….you’re the real Mc, right? Your sister is playing a prank I mean…I know my wife!“ he mumbled and looked at you.

You were speechless and so your sister began to laugh, agreeing with him.

,,Amazing, brother-in-law! You finally did it and could tell the difference!“

,,OHHHH YOU GUYS!’’ he cursed you while your sister still laughed.

Jaehee

The two of you had a really good idea how you could trick Jaehee.

You simply told your sister to stay in the super marked and buy milk and eggs and come into the shop as soon as you told her.

,,Jaehee, I’m going out now!’’ you yelled and hid.

,,Okay Mc stay safe! Huh? Already gone well-‚‘’ she talked to herself.

When someone opened the door she wanted to greet her customer but she really didn’t expect to see you!

Well, the person in fron of your girlfriend however wasn’t you but your twin sister.

Jaehee was a bit shocked to see you with the groceries.

,,You just said bye…’’ she mumbled and looked at you with surprised eyes.

,,Yeah, I took a bit longer than thought.’’ she smiled at Jaehee, leaving your girlfriend open mouthed.

,,Longer….?’’ she asked surprised.

But at her surprised face you just couldn’t hide anymore and began to laugh crazily, making your twin sister laugh too.

,,Sorry babe, that’s my twin….!’’ you kept laughing and kissed Jaehee to excuse yourself.

,,Twin….you have a sibling?!’’ Jaehee asked you even more surprised, making you laugh even harder.

Saeyoung

,,I need revenge.’’ you told your lovely sister over the phone.

,,What?! Did he cheat on you?!’’ she asked you angrily.

,,No.’’ you responded ,,But he always plays pranks on me.’’ you told her.

Your sister quickly agreed to your idea, to play a prank on your future husband.

The two of you just needed a good idea.

And so she came home and bought the same clothes you had.

,,So, he will talk to me, I will go hide afterwards and then you will call him from another place. Let’s do this for a while!’’ you told her.

You quickly converted your idea.

,,What do you want to eat?’’ you asked him in the living room.

,,Uh….we have left overs from yesterday.’’ he responded without looking up from his phone.

,,Ok, go take them for your lovely 606. She’s hungry.’’ you pushed him aside, making him muffle and get up.

,,Here you are.’’ your sister handed him over the pizza as he entered the kitchen.

Well, he still didn’t look up but thanked you and went back to the living room.

,,But why did you tell me to take it if you’re already there?!’’ he shouted, thinking you would hear him better because of the distance.

,,Gosh! Why are you yelling?!’’ you snapped.

,,Because you’re in the…..kitchen….?’’ Saeyoung slowly looked up.

,,Huh?’’ he ran to the kitchen and back to the living room, always meeting one of you.

At some point he was unsure of his own eyes.

,,Idiot..’’ you mumbled and kissed his cheek as your sister approached you.

,,Yes, he is.’’ your sister answered.

The two of you left him alone and enjoyed the left overs while he stayed in the living room with an open mouth.

Saeran

,,I don’t want to trick him…’’ you mumbled over the phone when your sister told you her idea.

,,Come on, I want to meet him and make sure that he’s okay for you….!’’ she mumbled.

After a lot of time you agreed with her idea.

The two of you returned to Seoul for a few days and you and your sister used that time to play the prank.

Saeran was walking in front of you and you were following his steps.

Out of the blue however someone packed your shoulders and pulled you strongly.

You left a screech, making your boyfriend turn around in an unthinkable speed.

He starred at the person who was holding into you with big eyes.

Eyes filled with fear, panic and worry.

You felt sorry for him.

You looked up at your sister, she was so mean, she was wearing a black mask.

You tipped her arm, trying to get away.

,,Please….don’t…do….anything to her…’’ Saeran mumbled.

,,It’s okay Saeran.’’ you smiled and ripped her mask off, revealing her bare face.

,,That’s my stupid twin sister.’’ you told him and hugged him after she finally let go of you.

You regretted your prank even more now that you felt his trembling body at yours.

,,I’m sorry…I didn’t think that he….’’ your sister mumbled. This wasn’t even funny.

Saeran looked up as he heard your sisters words. Out of the blue he pushed you aside and looked at her.

,,She looks really a lot like you…..’’ he mumbled and you gave him a nod.

,,Hah…’’ he chuckled.

,,I wonder what my idiotic brother would have said about this situation….’’ he mumbled and took your hand.

Jihyun

The two of you were currently outside in the park, enjoying the good weather and the singing birds.

While Jihyun took a few pictures of the flowers, you and Lucy talked about the different flowers.

Out of the blue a passenger passed by.

In that very moment Jihyun thought about shooting a picture together and so he asked the woman if she could take a picture for him.

He couldn’t see the woman since she was wearing big glasses and a hat.

That’s why he couldn’t see the similarity between the two of you.

,,Here. I took a picture.’’ the woman said and gave him his camera again.

,,Thank you it looks-huh?’’

,,What is it daddy? Ohhh the woman took a selfie of mommy!’’ Lucy laughed as she saw the picture.

The woman began to laugh too, finally revealing her face.

,,Hi Mc!’’ your twin sister laughed as she saw your smirking face.

,,You could have told me, dear sister.’’ you laughed and hugged her.

,,Jihyun, this dummy didn’t shoot a picture of me but a selfie. That’s my twin sister.’’ you told him.

Finally Jihyun began to smile as he realized the situation.

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Tales Of The XX Chapter 2

Warnings: S M U T that’s basically the only warning XD

Words: 5,577

Moodboard made by me, none of the pictures are mine

Previous Chapter

The better part of Atta’s shift flew by before she knew it. She spent most of the daylight hours in the stockroom doing inventory. When she was finally forced to emerge as he was the last worker left for the night, she was thankful her last customer went with him. For the next hour, she immersed herself in her most recent series binge; Suburra: Blood On Rome. It intrigued her after learning what it was about and surprised her to see the amount of truth in it. She was so engrossed, one Airpod in, one out, when the door opened and the bell rang, she let out a small shriek and clamored to pause it and look busy. When she looked up from ‘dusting’ the counter, Atta rolled her eyes and threw the rag down, crossing her arms on the counter.

“Really, JP? Ever heard of a phone?” Atta remarked as her brother’s smirk bobbed between the aisles.

“You wanna kiss my butt?” Rook retorted back. Atta groaned and rolled her eyes, sliding her arms out from under her and laying her head on her arm.

“Explain why I have to put up with you again?” Atta grumbled. Rook snickered as he got to the counter, leaning on her right side and said, “Cause, not only am I the most adorable little brother you have, I’m the only one? Hm? Princess?”

Atta groaned again and punched Rook’s shoulder before curling her arms around her head. While she liked the power she received as the unofficial Princess of the XX Mob, she loathed being called such a demeaning name, especially by the other Dons and the elders. By the grace of God, Rook, Colson, and a very few select others were able to get away with calling her ‘Princess’ as a tease.

“Call me that again, John Paul, and I swear…” Atta said. Rook chuckled and leaned over to kiss her hair and said, “Come on, Sissy. I’m just kidding.”

A few soft chuckles escaped the curled mess of hair before she tossed her hair back and sat up, leaning next to Rook. She stared at him until he smirked and kissed her cheek, then pushing off the counter to look around the shop.

“Dad wanted me to check in on you. We were worried all your future prospects would try to ambush you.” Rook said, wandering around the store.

“Oh yeah? Where were you earlier? They could have come in then.” Atta shot back as she turned to start counting the register. Rook smirked at her and said, “Why do you think I’m here now? They’re no dumber than me.”

“And that’s not saying much, Rookie.” Atta teased. A small inflatable bounce ball bounced off her head, making her squeak then giggle as she turned to him, throwing it back. Rook dodged it and gave her the bird as he disappeared behind the next aisle. Atta returned it, even though he couldn’t see it, then went back to her work.

“So do you hate this place as much as Mom did yet?” Rook asked. Atta’s head shot up and she turned to him, face scrunched up and said, “Mom didn’t hate working here. She loved this place.”

“Not the people. Not in the end.” Rook said as he came back up to the counter. Atta glanced at him as she finished her tallies.

“Yeah. A few of them still come in. At least on my shirts. I’m not sure about the others.” Atta said, zipping up the money bags. “Watch the store for me?”

Rook gave her a two-finger salute as Atta ducked into the back office. He kept wandering around the store when the door opened again and he turned. “Hey. Colson, man. What are you doing here?” Rook asked, greeting him at the door and clapping hands.

“Hey. I could ask you the same thing.” Colson teased. Before the conversation could continue, Atta came back out, hair tied up and tying her apron back around her waist, saying, “Welcome to Cappalletti General. How-Colson. Hi.”

She stopped in her tracks, surprised to see him, and letting all form of customer service she gathered go, she smiled and tore the apron off. As the boys approached her, she slipped back behind the counter, folding her apron up and tucking it away in its place.

“So, what are you doing here?” Rook asked as both he and Atta leaned on the counter. Colson chuckled and shook his head.

“Your fucking twin shit creeps me out,” Colson said. Atta smirked and Rook chuckled and stood.

“Don’t change the subject, asshole.” Rook laughed. Colson smirked.

“I asked him to stop by. It’s been a while since he’s been home and I’m working a lot. Plus, I figured he would be a good repellant.” Atta said with a giggle.

“Repellant?” Colson asked with a raised eyebrow. “For what?”

“The droves of young men wanting to be chosen.” Rook said, dramatically, earning a shocked glare from his sister.

“Way to sell me out, JP!” Atta said. The boys chuckled as Atta rolled her eyes. The trio chatted for a whole before Rook saw he wasn’t quite needed. Jumping off the counter where he sat, and shaking Colson’s hand, Rook said, “I’d better head back to the house. I’ll see you, bro.”

Colson nodded as they clapped each other's backs, then Rook turned to Atta, who moved around the counter to hug him goodbye. “You call me if this cunt gets too handsy.” Rook joked. Atta giggled as he kissed her cheek before they broke the embrace.

“I think I can handle myself, thanks much,” Atta said. Rook chuckled and held up two fingers as he left, calling, “Take care of my sister, Colson!”

“With my life, man,” Colson called back, slipping an arm around her neck as they watched Rook leave. Once he turned the corner, Atta started cleaning up, Colson helping, taking the clutter of boxes she had brought out and unboxing them. After a while, Colson finally said, “Why’d you lie to him?”

Atta’s head shot over to him and before she could say anything to defend herself, Colson set one of the boxes they were moving down, reminding her gently, “You said last night you wanted company.”

Atta sighed and said, “Rook would have made a big deal about it. I can’t ask about you without him giving me shit.”

Colson chuckled and crossed his arms over the box and watched as Atta continued to stock. “Why would he give you shit? We’re friends too.” Colson said. Atta shot him a look that made Colson give a very rare and genuine smirk and he shrugged with a soft, “What?”

Letting the heavy box drop from her hands, onto the counter, with a light thud, Atta said, “Please. You know if he had the power to make us be together, he’d do it. I think he wants it more than we would.”

“Would? Not do?” Colson asked, lightly teasing her, though the clear slyness didn’t escape his tone. Atta looked at him and scoffed, lightly, a small smile touching her lips before they dropped and Atta looked away.

“Daddy would never allow it anyway. The Dons would riot…” She said softly, the last part more to herself than Colson, but he still heard it. The barest touch of a smile pricked his lips as he left his spot to go over to her, leaning on the counter as she restocked around the register.

“John spoke to me before I left yesterday,” Colson said gently. Atta glanced at him in a silent question, Colson responding with, “He told me that I wasn’t allowed to offer myself for your marriage. And when Rook takes over, there’s still nothing he can do because it could piss off the Dons and they will call for a vote and remove me.”

Atta’s movements had slowed to a stop as Colson spoke, but hearing that the Dons could force Colson to leave, her head shot over him. “That’s fucking bullshit, Colson,” Atta said. “You and Rook have been at those meetings since you were babies. This is your family, not theirs. They can’t just use you two for their own gains! That’s not what XX is about!”

Colson chuckled and followed Atta’s movements as she made her way around the counter, her green eyes burning. He held up his hands to stop her, but Atta brushed past him.

“No, Colson! That is asinine! Those stupid, senile old men refuse to let go of the post and pass their sexist, misogynistic teachings to their sons! And now, I have to marry one to keep the peace?!” Atta yelled. Colson finally caught her arm as she paced the floor, and pulled her closer, chuckling.

“Atta. Baby. You have to relax.” Colson said, placing a hand on her hip and one on her cheek. “John’s gonna be around a lot longer than those old bats. He’ll line everything up for Rook and me, and we’ll run XX together, alright?”

Atta blinked the thin layer of tears away as she took a breath and closed her eyes, briefly. Colson took her face in his hands, gently, and smiled as he said, “I’m not going anywhere, JP.”

The use of her old nickname made her break a smile. Colson smiled a little wider and pulled her closer, into a hug. Atta closed her eyes and sighed deeply into his chest. His strong arms wrapped around her and held her tight as she let go of all the intrusive thoughts she had since her father first told her about his plan for her marriage. With a few more deep breaths, his cologne filled her senses, pushing her to relax even more. Around Rook, Colson, or any of his crew, Atta felt the safest. Being one of the only girls growing up with the mob, both Rook and Colson always her safe protected.

But her serenity was soon shattered as the door opened and a familiar and obnoxious voice said, “Well, well. Isn’t this sweet?”

Colson rolled his eyes and he and Atta both broke the embrace and turned, as Enzio sauntered over to them, smirking. Atta took a step away from Colson, with a sigh, and smoothed out her skirt.

“Enzio. I missed you at the meeting yesterday.” Atta said. Enzio inserted himself between Atta and Colson, pushing Colson back. Enzio looked her over and smirked, reaching out a hand to trail his fingers along her jawline and said, “You look good tonight.”

Atta closed her eyes for a moment, resisting the biggest eye roll of her life. Blinking once, slowly, she said, “Enz, I’m in my work uniform. And I’m sweaty and grimey.”

“Yes, but, bella regazza, a true man can see past physical appearances and see his woman as beautiful no matter how she looks,” Enzio said. Colson rolled his eyes so hard, he was almost sure he had detached his retinas. Fortunately, he didn’t go blind and was able to see Atta sigh, heavily, shift on her feet, then say, “Right. Okay. Look. Enzio, I have to finish stocking.”

“Ironic. So does Enzi here.” Colson said. Atta snickered and glanced at him. Enzio turned and gave him a look before ignoring him again and turning back to Atta. She cleared her throat and asked, “Was there something I can do for you, Enzio?”

“Well, I came by to keep you company. Plus, I figured some of the sons were going to pester you since you’re alone.” Enzio said.

“Nope. Just you, d’Este.” Colson remarked, with a smirk. Atta covered her mouth as she watched Enzio’s face change as his smile dropped and he turned to Colson. With his back to Atta, she let her body shake with silent laughter, a hand clamped over her mouth. Colson smirked and shifted, holding his hands clasped in front of him. Enzio’s smile returned, if only in a taunt. Picking at Colson’s suit, Enzio said, “Don Romano. If there is something you’d like to say to me…”

“Nothing I can say in the presence of a lady,” Colson said. Enzio chuckled and said, “That is a coward’s excuse, Romano. Stop being a pussy and say it.”

Colson merely smirked and watched him. Finally, Enzio gave into his anger and moved to shove Colson to get a rise out of him, but Atta caught his arm and swung him around, saying, “Wow. Would you look at the time? Closing time and I’m not supposed to have customers here past 10. So…”

As she continued, she steered the man through the aisles and pushed him at the door with, “I would love to say it was good to see you, Enzio. So, you take care now.”

Enzio was too stunned to do anything more than mutter as Atta dragged him across the store. But now, he found his footing and composed himself enough to say, “Atta, we both know that’s bullshit. Why doesn’t he have to leave then?”

Atta glanced back at Colson then back to him, wearing a smirk. “He’s not a customer. He’s an employee.” She said, planting a firm hand on his chest.

“That’s horseshit!” Enzio shouted, more directed at Colson than Atta.

“No. No, it's not. He pitches in shifts when he’s home every now and then.” Atta stated, quite confidently. Enzio’s eyes flitted back down to Atta, unsure of what else he could say to convince her to let him stay. But Atta simply smiled and said, “Bye.”

With a quick, hard shove, Enzio stumbled backward, out the door. Atta quickly closed it, locking it and turning her back to the man. Ignoring his stares, silently telling her to let him back in, Atta all but skipped back to the register. Colson stood there, snickering, as Atta came back and leaned against the counter. Atta stood there as he snickered, waiting for him to finish. Finally, Colson gave his last snigger before the silence settled between them. Colson was waiting for her to crack and laugh along with him, but when he realized that she did find it amusing, but not as funny as he did, he touched her arm and said, still with a smirk, “Come on. Let’s get you home.”

Colson turned back to the boxes and they both continued stocking. “So, how’s your mom doing?” Colson asked. He finished the box without missing a beat, while Atta stopped for a moment and glanced at him. When Colson finished his box and turned to her, waiting for her response, he was able to catch a brief glimpse at Atta’s face as she turned away.

“Um...She’s doing good. Not great, but good.” She said with a false cheer in her voice. Colson sighed and caught her hand as she pulled it back from setting something down. Atta twitched at the touch, but stopped and looked at him anyway.

“Atta, don’t lie to me. Lie to Rook. Not to me.” He said. Atta sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and couldn’t keep the tears from forming. Colson stood and rounded the counter, quickly, so he could comfort her, but Atta shook her head and met him at the divide, pressing one hand to his chest and the other lifted to wipe the stray tear.

“No. Don’t. I-I’m fine.” She said, with a heavy sigh. She sniffled and blinked a few times, trying to gather herself before she could look at Colson. In a semi-broken voice, she was able to get out, “The, uh, the doctors told us that...She only has about another 6 to 9 months.”

Colson’s eyes went wide, both in shock and a realization. He rubbed a hand over his chin with a sigh and said, “Shit...So, um...Is that why your dad is making you get married?”

Atta sniffled, softly, and nodded. “Yeah. He wants Mom to be there for our weddings, so…” she said, her voice growing softer as she trailed off her words. She wiped at her face and sighed, upset with herself for getting so upset when talking about her mother. Colson sighed and gently pulled her into a hug, holding her tight. Atta pressed her face into his chest, letting out one, quick sob. Colson kissed the top of her head and held her, gently and slowly rubbing her arm. After giving her sometime in silence, he pulled away from her slightly, looking down at her, and gave her a small smile, repeating, “Come on. Let’s get you home.”

Atta chuckled and nodded. While she turned off the lights and made sure all the doors were locked, Colson hauled the remaining boxes into the storage room. He met her at the front of the store and waited outside for her as she turned off the sign, closed the door and locked it. She turned to him, touching his arm then taking it as he turned. They fell into step with each other as they crossed the street and headed toward her building.

Lurking in the shadows of the alley across the street from Cappelletti General, a dark figure watched the couple, snapping a few pictures before disappearing into the darkness.

Atta didn’t despise living at the manor, as it was still on the water, but she often got tired of it all; Being around the Dons or their men all the time, each and every one of them trying to impress her in some way so she would gift them something or put in a good word for them, or even go out with them. She needed a place that was just hers. No influence from her father or her aunts about what she should have. She had the necessities befitting an Italian home and to her, that was enough. The rest of the space was hers alone. But Atta didn’t have just a simple apartment. She was the daughter of John Cappelletti Sr, Head of the XX Mob. John found her a penthouse by the water in their hometown of Pozzallo before they moved to Marsala, across the island.

They walked up to Atta’s building and Colson stood guard, watching the streets while she unlocked the door. She called back to him as she opened the door and he walked inside with her. Once they were in her apartment, Colson went to the couch to sit while Atta poured them both a glass of wine. She came over to him and handed it to him, sitting close to him, both legs folded beneath her. Colson smiled and took it, leaning a little closer to her.

“What wine is this?” He asked with a knowing smirk and tone. Atta scoffed at him, in mock offense and said, “Hey, I’m not a wine snob, okay?”

“Yeah. Uh-huh, you nearly throttled me for downing a glass of ‘47 Château Chablis whatever.” Colson said. Atta rolled her eyes, sipping the wine, and said, “That wasn’t even what it was. And it was good wine! You need to learn how to drink wine like a gentleman, Colson.” She added a smirk and a giggle as she took another sip. Colson chuckled.

“Well, whatever...So what is this?” He asked, swirling the contents around in his glass. Atta practically buried her nose in her glass for a moment before she moved it and said, “Seven Daughters Moscato. Some wine from a friend in America.”

Colson chuckled, having caught her, and took a sip. He swished it around in his mouth for a moment before he swallowed it and nodded. “It’s good. It’s sweet.” He chuckled. Atta nodded and set her glass down.

“I know. But I like it. It’s good for an American wine.” She giggled. She watched Colson lean over to the coffee table and set down his glass, then lean back, putting his arm across the back of the sofa. They watched each other for a moment before Colson lifted the hand behind her to brush the backs of his fingers across his cheek. Atta bit her lip as they pricked with a light smile. Colson leaned closer and softly pressed his lips against hers, deepening it, slowly. His free hand slid along her thigh, making Atta pull away. She shook her head and said, softly, “Mmm...Colson, we can’t.”

He sat back with a soft huff and nodded. “I know.” He said, looking at her. Atta took his hand in both of hers, running her nails along the back of his hand and his wrist lightly. He watched her as she bent her head down to stare at their hands, neither of them wanting to speak more on the touchy topic, but Colson had to. “You know, I love you, Atta.”

Atta looked up at him and smiled, giving him a small nod. “I know you do.” She said, briefly lifting a hand to touch his cheek. Her face changed, a look of sadness and upset flashing briefly across her features and in those green eyes of hers. She shook her head, slightly and said, “But we can’t...They’d never allow it.”

Now it was Colson’s face that changed; Twitching and turning angry. Atta sighed and shifted closer to him, reaching out to put a hand on his chest. “Colson, don’t-” But Colson cut her off by quickly standing, walking away from the sofa. Atta fell forward, her hand planting on the armrest, and she sighed, heavily, closing her eyes, gently tapping her fist on the armrest, whispering, softly, “Goddamn it…”

“They don’t like me because of my crew. That’s it. That’s the only reason!” Colson said, starting to pace in front of the fireplace. Atta sighed again, softer this time, and looked up at him, turning to him as she started to get off the couch.

“I know that, Colson.” She stated, but gently. Colson’s blue eyes burned as they darted around, trying to keep a level head. He rubbed his hand over his mouth and chin, roughly. “If it was just Baze? They wouldn’t question him. I mean, they might look into him in case he ran with the Irish, but that’s about it. If It was just Baze, they wouldn’t care.”

Atta slowly made her way over to him, managing to get him to stop pacing, just shifting around as his anger bounced around inside him, ready to burst. She gave him a look, part sympathetic, part knowing.

“If I didn’t bring AJ or Slim, there wouldn’t be a fuckin’ problem. They see color before loyalty. And since they see them with me, they see betrayal.” Colson said.

“I know that, Colson.” She repeated, a little firmer, slightly gripping his shirt. “But they’re old Italian men stuck in their ways, refusing to change.” Colson moved to begin pacing again, but Atta stopped him and gave him a look, adding, “And you had better make sure you don’t end up like that either. Or you’re no better than them.”

Colson scoffed and shrugged her off, moving to the other side of the fireplace to begin pacing again. Atta sighed as he did, and stood there for a moment more before she said, “Vittorio was the same way. Aureliano wasn’t and that’s what got him killed.”

Colson stopped in his tracks and turned to her as she turned to him. Her words sunk in deeply before he stalked over to her. Before he could shout at her, Atta said, “Am I wrong? You can’t be mad at me if I’m not lying.” She stared him down, daring him to call her a liar when they both knew she wasn’t. Colson growled and stalked away again, pacing once more.

“Vittorio was stuck in the ways of being the son and heir to Angelo Romano. He had to live up to the role his father built for him when he formed the XX.” Atta said, watching him pace. Colson glanced at her and gave a soft groan of disapproval. “You know this better than I do, Colson. He was your father. Aureliano was a free-spirited, open-minded person, who wanted to see me, Carina, and Maddelena rise as high as you boys could. The Dons didn’t agree with him and when he wouldn’t shut up, and was about to convince Daddy to change his mind, they had him killed-Am I wrong, Colson?”

She quickly added the last question as she saw him ready to advance on her again. He curled his fists and growled, wanting desperately to break something, but also knew Atta would probably break him if he did. Finally, Atta went to him, sliding her hands over his balled-up fists gently and gave them a soft squeeze. Colson internalized another groan as he sunk down, squatting in front of her, trying to quell his anger, bringing his fists up to press against his forehead. Atta slid her hand over his back, reaching up to drag her nails over his scalp gently, and squatted down next to him. She curled a hand around his bicep, using him as leverage to pull herself closer to him, and nuzzled her nose against his cheek.

“Nothing will change if you stay angry.” She said, softly. “It’s been years and they will not accept AJ and Slim. Until they are shown undeniable doubt that color doesn’t fucking matter...And even then Colson...You know the Dons better than I do. Will even that change their mind?”

Colson sighed and shook his head slightly. Atta cupped his face and turned it to her. His face softened to almost a state of defeat and melancholy. She gave him a small smile and kissed him softly. Colson sighed and kissed her back, then slowly stood, Atta rising with him. He rubbed his hands over his face and sniffled, slightly, then sighed. He took a step back to lean against the dining table, Atta taking a step closer to him as well.

“It doesn’t matter who you marry, Atta. I’ll always love you. You will always be mine.” He said, changing the subject slightly. Atta nodded and moved even closer, resting her hands on his chest, Colson sliding a hand up to hold both of hers.

“No one else has ever had my heart, Colson.” She said. Colson gave a soft scoff, his lip curling in a brief smirk, and said, “Not even Rook?”

Atta chuckled, softly, and said, “That’s a twin thing. It’s a vastly different emotion.” He lifted a hand to brush her hair back, as his other hand took her waist. Atta’s fingers curled, clutching his shirt, lightly. She bit her lip as she looked at him, a mix of desire and anxiety washed over her face. Colson saw the chance and took it, roughly smashing his lips against hers, walking her back until she hit the dining room wall. Atta slid her arms around his neck as she kissed him back, tugging at his shirt to bring it up, lifting it until Colson was forced to break the kiss so she could pull it off and let it drop. Colson took her waist and kissed her again, his hands now working on her skirt and leggings, digging his fingers into the waistband and gathering it in his hands, before he broke away to pull them off, along with her panties. He knelt down, gently removing each foot from the leg before he kissed his way back up her legs, glancing up at her when he got to her sex. A wicked smirk crossed Atta’s face. Breathing heavily, she linked her fingers with the ones he had on her hip, her other hand drifting down to thread through his hair and curl her fingers around it.

Colson pushed her legs further apart before slipping two fingers inside her, while his tongue swirled in circles around her clit. Atta gasped and moaned, loudly, her eyes fluttering closed as the fingers tangled in Colson’s hair tugged, hard. She whimpered and wiggled under his tongue, not nearly brought far enough to climax when he broke away and pushed up her shirt as he began to kiss up her body. Atta quickly tore her shirt off and sighed, while Colson pulled her closer, kissing her deeply and shoving a hand into her hair. Atta sighed into the kiss, adding a soft moan, as she slid her hands down to his pants, undoing them and slipping her hand into his boxers. When her fingers wrapped around his cock, Colson broke the kiss, tossing his head back with a soft groan as Atta slowly moved her fingers along his shaft, lightly letting her nails drag along.

Colson hissed and gave her hair a good tug to make her whimper, her hand stilling for a moment. He looked down at her and smirked, pulling his hand from her hair and letting it slide down her arm. Atta smirked at him, beginning to lay kisses along his tattooed chest, down his long torso. As she made her way down, her hands worked quickly to push his pants and boxers down so his cock was free by the time her lips got to his waist. Savoring the moment at his hips, she slowly placed a line of kisses and licks down to his base. Colson slid a hand into her hair, mouth hanging open, slightly, as he watched Atta take him in her mouth and suck gently. She worked her mouth over his shaft, licking and sucking, while Colson gathered her hair behind her, holding her head as it bobbed. He groaned out her name as let her suck at him for a moment longer, before he pulled her up, picking her up in the process, and turning to walk her to the table, laying her back on it. Atta let out a soft gasp at the initial motion, clinging to him as he swung her around like she weighed nothing and laid her on the table like a feather. Slowly, he reached behind her to unhook her bra, pulling it off slowly to expose her breasts.

“We-We can’t...Daddy wou-Rook-” Atta whimpered. Colson leaned down to kiss her, sliding his hands over her body, stopping as he cupped her breasts. He finally broke the kiss, breathing heavily as Atta was, he kissed his way to her ear. While guiding himself to her entrance, he whispered in her ear, “Rook knows about the first time. He wouldn’t do anything. And Papa Cap? We know he doesn’t want anyone touching his daughter. But if someone did, he knows he’d rather it be me.”

Atta smirked and giggled, letting a soft gasp slip as she felt him press his head against her sex. “You dare defy Daddy’s orders?” She teased with a giggle, turning her head to look at him as Colson hovered over her, gazing up at her with a smirk. “I’m almost positive he knows you took my virginity. But he’s never said anything to me. But it’s not like I would have been a virgin for long if it wasn’t you. One more man before my wedding can’t hurt.”

Colson smirked and sunk his teeth into his lower lip as he leaned back, pushing into her. Atta moaned out his name and squeezed her eyes shut. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he thrust in and out of her. She moaned as she moved with him, meeting each of his thrusts. Atta gripped the edge of the table to give her more leverage as he plowed her, every thrust hitting her in just the right way, she quickly climaxed and revved up again. Her eyes fluttered back open as she stared up at Colson. Sliding a hand up his chest, she said, “Yes, baby. Oh, god...damnit. Colson...Oh!...Mmm, you’re the only one who knew how to fuck me right…”

He leaned down to kiss her, roughly, gripping her hips as he thrust, before sliding his hands to her cheeks, squeezing them. “Yeah? Tell me how else you want it, baby. Whatever you want.” Colson growled out into her ear. Atta groaned and pushed at him, pushing him away. Colson stumbled back, tripped up by his pants and boxers still around his ankles. He watched her with a smirk as he stepped out of them. Atta slowly closed her legs and sat up, pushing her hands through her hair then crooking a finger at him. Colson stepped back up to her, sliding his hands over her thighs. She kissed him slowly, sliding her hands over his cheeks before wrapping her arms around his neck. Breaking the kiss with a soft groan, Colson repeated, “Tell me what you want me to do, Atta.”

Her lips curled against his in a smile before she said, “We’ve never been able to do more than a quickie...And it’s been so long, I hardly remember it anymore.” Her voice almost had a lilt to it as she continued, “I want to remember this night, Colson. No one knows you came home with me. Stay with me tonight. Love me tonight. Show me that I’m yours and no one else’s.”

“Whatever my princess wants.” Colson breathed into her ear, trying to pull her legs apart to insert himself. Atta pulled his hands away and giggled. “Not yet...I’ve been at work all day...I need to shower first.”

Colson’s eyes darkened and the same sly smirk crossed both their faces.

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one-piece-dumpster-fire · 6 years ago

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Hi can I get a scenario where Sanji introduces his baby son/daughter with his SO to the vinsmoke family? Thank you!!

y(S/N) stands for your son’s name and (D/N) for your daughter’s^^ I decided to let him have both xD(gif isn’t mine)

Sanji introducing his babies to his family scenario

„Sanji, how is this dress?“

„…“

„Sanji!!!“

„OW!“

The blonde cook was abruptly rippedfrom his thoughts as his girlfriend, (y/n), pinched his cheek ratherharshly.

„Seriously, this is the third time Iasked and you still haven’t answered.“ She sighed out while givingher boyfriend an annoyed glance. She has been trying on variousdresses for the past two hours while Sanji was very absorbed indressing their little babies. Whenever he spend time with hischildren he would get so caught up in it that he sometimes forgot the worldaround him. Finally standing up and turning around to look at hisgirlfriend, he gave her a small and assuring smile.

„You’re as radiant as a freshlybloomed lily my love, although I don’t think dressing up this fancywould be necessary.“, he paused for a second, „It’s not likethey deserve it anyways.“

(Y/N) rolled her eyes at his snarkycomment and sighed again.

„Come on Sanji. I know that you don’tlike your family, but they at least deserve to meet their nephew andniece, don’t you think?“ She looked at him with pleading eyes andSanji took a second to think before answering.

„No.“

„Aww Sanji, come on! Do it for me,please?“

(Y/N) was tired of him trying to talkher out of this. Of course she knew and disapproved of how his familytreated him in the past, but deep down she was hoping that they would change andgrew together with Sanji again, or at least learn to respect him.After all, chances are that she would marry into this family one day,and even though Sanji doesn’t want her to have anything to do withthem, (Y/N) couldn’t help but feel left out and saddened at thethought that her children would never meet their aunt, uncles andgrandpa. But ever since she proposed meeting them, Sanji has grown tobe even more defensive and protective of his children than ever. Hewould insist that his family wasn’t worthy of meeting his girlfriend,let alone their children, and remained that way.

„It will only be for a brief time.We’ll drop by and say ‘Look at our precious babies!’ and leave again.But I just want them to see what beautiful miracles we created.“She said while picking up (S/N) and (D/N) and softly nudging theircheeks.

A conflicted look started to settle onSanji’s handsome features and he debatted with himself for a minute.

„Not longer than ten minutes. And Iwon’t let them near, let alone hold any of our children.“

He said while kneeling down andplanting a kiss on his daughter’s cheek, which made her let out a smallgiggle in reply. (Y/N) smiled at his gesture and thought about themeeting. Maybe it’ll be good. Maybe they’ll actually be thankful forSanjji saving their lives! I’m sure we’ll be able to have a good timetogether!

~*~

It took (Y/N) three seconds withSanji’s family to change her mind.

After arriving at the doors ofVinsmoke castle, and after passing through several guard controls andassuring that the reason for their visit is non-malicious, theywere allowed inside the living room were they waited for ten more minutes forSanji’s family to arrive. And when they did, Sanji instantly regretever coming back here.

„Hey brothers! Look at the failurecrawling back to us!“

„What’re you doing here, huh? Want usto make some more fun of you?“

„Whooooaaaa who is that babe withhim?!“

Niji, Ichiji and Yonji Vinsmoke werethe first family members the couple met, and naturally, they weremore than happy to see their missing brother. It was getting boringaround here and having a weakling to make fun of seemed like a wonderfulidea to pass some time.

„See (Y/N)? I told you this was anawful idea.“ Sanji whispered through gritted teeth while pressinghis tiny daughter against his chest. (Y/N) gulped before putting on adetermined look and deciding to introduce herself.

„Hello, you must be Sanjis brothers.I’m his girlfriend and wanted to—“

An unsettling grin settled on Yonjislips while Ichiji let out a chuckle.

„Don’t tell me… You’re already sobored with him that you want to see what his brothers have to offer,eh?! Well, you’re in luck baby, 'cuz…“

Niji was interrupted by (D/N) lettingout a high pitched scream and starting to trash around in Sanjisarms, which made the instantly worried father rock her whilewhispering soothing words of comfort. He was pretty mad at hisbrothers and if it weren’t for his daughter’s scream he might havejust went on and hit Niji with a fiery kick to the face.

„There there, (D/N), daddy’s got you.Don’t pay attention to those fools.“ He cooed while turning awayfrom his brothers to calm down and figure out how to stop her crying.

„Eh? What the heck are you doing witha brat in your arms, idiot?“ Yonji slightly tilted his head to the left and allthree brothers sported a confused look. Just what the heck did theirstupid brother want here?

But before the threebrothers could ask any more questions andas if he was sensing his sister’sdiscomfort, (S/N) now started to scream as well.

„Oh no, oh no, this is not going asplanned.“ (Y/N) cursed while starting to rock her son like Sanji did.

„Seems like they can sense whendumbasses are near, (Y/N).“ Sanji hissed just loud enough that hisbrothers could hear it too.

„You better explain what’s going onright now or things are gonna get ugly for you, fool.“ Ichijihissed back while taking on an intimidating stance.

Oh this is awful, (Y/N) thought, justwhat did I do?

“Ichiji, Niji, Yonji, what is goingon out here? I thought I heard a scream.“ (Y/N) diverted her eyesfrom her son and Sanji’s brothers to spot a gorgeous pink hairedwoman with a curly eyebrow. So this must be Reiju, (Y/N) thoughtwhile slightly smiling in an exhausted way. According to what Sanjitold me, she must be a rather sweet person. But (Y/N)’s small reliefwas short-lived because only a second later, she saw a rather largeshadow appearing behind Reiju. It belonged to a big man with longblonde hair, a rather muscular body build and a grim look on hisface.

„The guards have informed me aboutyour visit. And here I thought you never wanted to return, Sanji.“ Sanjiscoffed at his father while (D/N)’s screaming finally started to cease down.

„Don’t think I’m doing this out ofsympathy or anything. My girlfriend insisted on introducing herselfto you guys.“

Judge’s eyes squinted as he switched tolook from Sanji to (Y/N). He didn’t say a word, nor did anyone elsebut the question 'And why would she want to meet us?’ was undoubtlyhanging in the air, so (Y/N) decided to break the awkward atmosphereby explaining herself.

„Hello, my name is (Y/N) and I’mSanjis girlfriend and…. the mother of his children.“ She softlyturned her now silent son so that the Vinsmoke Family could take alook at his face.

The rest of Sanjis family remainedsilent for a few more seconds, before Yonji jumped up and grabbed hishead in shock.

„Holy shit, Sanji is not a virginanymore?!?!?! …And I’M AN UNCLE??“

Sanji’s other two brothers as well ashis father remained silent, put a clear look of shock settled ontheir face. Reiju was the only one who smiled at the couple and letout a small laugh.

„Well now this is unexpected. Iwouldn’t have dreamed of ever being an aunt… Let alone so soon.“

Sanji shrugged while eyeing (S/N) andtrying to figure out if the little one was comfortable with so manyeyes settled on him. He still refused to show his daughter to hisfamily.

„It wasn’t planned to go like this,really. It just… kind of happened but I am more than grateful forhaving (Y/N) as well as our children“, he paused for a second,„they’re my family, after all.“

Reiju still smiled and stepped forwardto take a better look at her nephew, while Yonji was still grabbinghis hair in disbelief.

„The punk has gone and done it now…HE GOT LAID!“

Niji and Ichiji turned their attentionfrom (S/N) to (D/N), since she started to babble in her infantlanguage, but their expressions remained unreadable.

I wish I could see their eyes and whatthey think of it… (Y/N) thought while nodding at Reiju, who just askedpermission to touch (S/N)’s face.

„What are their names?“ the pink-haired lady askedwhile gently rubbing his little cheek.

„This little man is (S/N) and thelady Sanji won’t show is (D/N).“ (Y/N) announced proudly.

„Tsk… Of course you loser couldn’tthink about better names.“

Rage began to settle on Sanji’s face ashe glanced at Niji.

„What did you just say about my kids,dumbass?“ A dark aura began to surround the young man and thetension in the room started to rise once more.

„(Y/N), I think we should leave now.You told them about us and (S/N) as well as (D/N), so we have nobusiness here anymore.“ Sanji said while trying to control hisrage. After all, he didn’t want to get violent infront of his kids.

(Y/N) nodded while telling Reiju tovisit if she wants to, but before the couple was able to turn aroundand leave, Judge raised his voice.

„Can I… See her?“ he asked whilelooking in Sanji’s direction, who already opened his mouth to denyhis father’s request, but (Y/N) gently squeezed his arm and gave hima pleading look.

„Fine.“

He slowly turned (D/N) in his arms sothat her face was shown to his father. Judge as well as Reiju lookedat the babbling little girl while Niji and the rest still stared at (S/N).Nobody said anything nor did anyone move.

They remained that way for a minutebefore Judge nodded and signaled them to leave now. Sanji grabbed(Y/N)’s hand while holding his daughter with the other one andquickly said goodbye to Reiju while (Y/N) thanked the family forhaving them and bid farewell as well.

As they were leaving the castle, (Y/N) turned tosmile at her boyfriend.

„Sanji, I am so proud and gratefulfor what you did. Once we’re back at the Sunny, I’ll make sure torepay you for today!“

A mischievious grin spread on Sanji’s lips as he slightly squeezed her hand in his.

„Well, at least now you know how jerky they arein person.“

~*~

Once Yonji, Niji and Ichiji were surethat the couple was gone and their sister and father were out ofhearing range, they decided now was the appropriate time to talk about this new change of events.

„He may be Sanji’s son, but boy got the eyes of a Vinsmoke.“

„Their eyebrows didn’t seem verycurly though.“

„Sanji got laid.“

„The girl looks just like Sanji whenshe smiles. Kind of pathetic.“

„And they’re pretty small, right?“

“I still can’t believe I’m an uncle now.”

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