#I'm going to be a dad!!

[hathorneheiress]

Oh my word!! I'm a dad!

Avery stared blankly at the little strip in her hand.

She knew it was going to happen, so why was it still a slight shock. Her and Jameson had been married for about six months, and it had been heaven. But both wanted someone else in their lives beside his brothers and her sister.

Weakly, she sat down at the side of the massive bed. How was she going to announce the news? To her sister. Her best friend. But most importantly, her husband.

Her loving, funny, caring, handsome, and most importantly devoted husband Jameson Winchester Hawthorne.

Just then, her husband walked into the room. A cocky swagger in his steps.

"Heiress." he said. "It's time for dinner."

Avery didn't respond.

"Hello? Earth to Avery."

"What?" she asked, looking up.

"What's the matter?" he asked, coming closer to his wife.

"Nothing."

He shook his head. "Heiress, I know your lying."

She didn't say anything, but allowed the strip containing the news fall into his hands. Jameson stared at it, like he couldn't process anything else.

"When did you find out?" He whispered hoarsely.

"Just now." Avery was crying she was so happy. "We did it Jameson. We are going to be parents."

Jameson just sat their, smiling just as big. "Your going to be a mom." He murmured, almost like he couldn't handle that thought.

"Yes. And you Jameson Winchester Hawthorne are going to be a dad."

Jameson slowly walked down one of the massive hallways. He was still trying to process the idea that he was a father.

A dad.

Something he had never had growing up. Something he craved as a child. A father to play ball with him. Chase him around the house. Play games with him. But most of all, to give him the securities a father should give his son. Something he really never had.

He had a maid call down saying Avery didn't feel up to going down to dinner and that he would be staying with her. Hopefully, that would keep everyone at bay till they could tell the news, but most likely not.

So lost in thought was he, that he didn't see another person coming around the corner. Jameson smack into the figure.

"Oomph!" he grunted. He looked to see that it was no other then his older brother Grayson.

The serious blond stepped clear. Never making a sound after the collision.

Jameson prepared himself for a lecture, but it never came. Instead, Grayson asked, "Is Avery alright? I heard she wasn't feeling well."

"She fine." Jameson tried to pretend that he hadn't just found out earth shattering news. Unfortunately, Grayson knew something was up.

"Alright Jameson, spill it." He ordered. "I know something is going on."

"We found out some news." Jameson said quietly.

"And?" Grayson gave him a look. "Was it bad? Do you need my help?"

Jameson smiled. No matter how stern Grayson seemed, there was always a part of him that was soft. Kind. Even if no one else saw it.

"It's good news. You have to promise not to tell anyone what I am about to tell you."

Grayson nodded. "I won't."

Jameson gave a big sigh. "I'm going to be a dad. Avery's pregnant."

Grayson wasn't one for showing emotions, but Jameson saw the eyebrow raise his brother gave.

""So that's why she wasn't' feeling well." Leave it up to Grayson to stay emotionless in a joyful time.

"Yea. We are going to tell everybody soon, but we needed some time to ourselves to process it."

"I see." Grayson paused. "And how do you feel, knowing all this?"

"Can I say excited? Nervous?"

"Thrilled?" Grayson asked, searching his brother's face.

"Yes." Jameson said smiling. "And thrilled. I can't believe it. I'm going to be a dad!"

"I know you will be a wonderful father." Grayson said in all sincerity. "I know you will be to the child what you didn't have. What we didn't have." He clarified.

"Thank you." Jameson said what he meant. "That means a lot to me."

Grayson nodded and they both parted ways.

Jameson was returning to his lovely wife and all he could think about was I'm going to be a dad!! I'm going to be a dad! I'M GOING TO BE A DAD!!!!!

Thank you so much @blocked-zombieartist for the request. I loved doing it so much. I hope this is what you were looking for.

[darlingofdots]

my parents are on holiday in their mobile home

they're expected back this upcoming weekend

I just spent ten days in my childhood home to keep an eye on things

I have hidden 100 small yellow ducks all over the house

I am very excited for my parents to be back

[slyandthefamilybook]

I'm talking bags of chips, fruit, bottled drinks, things like that

[egophiliac]

DOGS

IN

SPACE

[nyaslashthreat]

shout out to when i told my dad about goncharov and he figured out it was fake because i told him "1973 martin scorsese film with robert de niro" and he said that wasn't possible because the godfather came out in 1972 and the godfather part II came out in 1974 and they wouldn't have had time to make a movie in between. a perfectly good jest, foiled by this man's weird and vast knowledge set

[bigfatbreak]

The Charity Ball Part One // Part Two // Part Three // Part Four // Part Five

Goliath Viceroy's powerups:

aaaand a play by play down below if the animatic doesn't slap for ye. it's been heavily cut because there are CLEARLY more than 30 frames in this animatic, so its just the main meat of the matter

[ro-bee]

they can get one (1) golf

[bertoyana]

#i am feel uncomfortable when we are not about charles?

+ bonus:

[welcometogrouchland]

(ID in alt) you guys even fuck w/ the flash on here???

[radiance1]

"I need to find my darling husband!" Said Danny, dressed to the nines in a very elaborate royal dress with a lot of jewelry running through the ballroom after having been on the opposite end of a very worrying phone call.

"Seriously, what do you even see in that mortal!?" Screamed an observant and Danny stopped and leveled them with a glare cold enough to freeze over an active volcano and sharp enough to cut through obsidian.

"He makes me laugh."

Unlike those dead suitors went unsaid, but everyone at the ball (read: search for a bride/groom for the royal ghostling) practically heard it anyways.

Meanwhile over in the land of the living

Okay so Jason may have messed up. Now you see, he hasn't seen his platonic husband for tax benefits in a while, and he's been very careful to not let his identity as the Red Hood slip up before . Not even once in their relationship.

(He's not counting the time his in-laws sniffed him out as a Crime Lord, because Danny never believed them.)

Now, it wasn't exactly his fault he slipped up. You try to fight off an entire group after being pulled up on out of nowhere on the phone while trying to hide said noises of fighting.

Who was he calling? Danny of course since he said he was away for business. What business? Never specified and Jason wasn't going to pry.

So now here he was, bound 'helplessly' as Jason Todd along with a few other random civilians. Which, like, rude.

Wasn't he already good enough for this ancient ritual or whatever?

You know, he really should have walked with that "Anti-kidnapping device" he got that one time. Which honestly he feels like he should be surprised that such a thing exists but considering it was from Bruce. Well.

He's not surprised.

Oh, there's the Justice League now. Shame, he wanted to knock out a few guys himself- Oh, now he's being used to summon a ghost from the Infinite Realms of Royal Lineage.

Yea he probably should have walked with that "Anti-kidnapping device."

Wait a goddamn-

Is that-

"My darling husband!" Danny shouted, scooping him off the circle and away from the head cultist and swinging him around. "You had me worried sick!"

Now, he should ask the question anyone would in this situation when finding out your best friend and platonic husband for tax benefits was apparently a ghost of royal lineage.

"Why're you in a dress?"

"Okay, first of all I rock this thing." Danny huffed.

"That you do." Jason agreed rather easily.

"Second of all, blame those guys over there." He jerked his head in the direction of two very green floating eyeball people.

Not the weirdest he's seen, honestly.

The Observants were whispering to each other and leveling them-Jason in particular-a look.

"Now as you can see, I already have a spouse and I don't need another!" Danny hugged Jason closer for emphasis and he took the time to whisper in Danny's ear. "Did you really marry me to play the husband card?"

"Well, yes." Danny agreed. "But also because of taxes, because I love you and you're my best friend."

"So, we're still done for watching that movie right."

"Obviously."

A pained grunt came from below them and they both looked down to see Batman standing over a very unconscious cultist and looking up at them.

Hm.

He forgot they were there.

"So," Jason began, staring Bruce straight in the eyes. Batman's eyes narrowed. "Don't suppose we can push that forward to right now?"

"Yea, sure why not I'm not doing anything important." Danny leveled the Observants a look, and before either they, Batman, or the Justice League could do anything they both disappeared.

[cobbbvanth]

look at them. i'm OVERWHELMED. dad and son!!

[lazylittledragon]

dads bc i've missed them :'))

[vaguely-concerned]

thinking about not only the specific people lucanis pulls in to represent the 'locks' in his psyche, but the storytelling that happens in the structure/order of them. the underlying ideas are presented something like:

the lucanis who went into the ossuary never came back out again; he died down there (the boy caterina raised is gone forever) -> you're putting yourself in danger doing this (by being close to me), you should leave because I can't bear it if you get hurt because of me -> it doesn't matter even if we do try this, it won't work anyway (again because of me) ('you know what he's like, you can open the door but he won't walk through it' :'( oofie doofie) -> what if the real secret is that there was never anything but the monster in here from the beginning. you should leave, there was never anything here worth saving in the first place. (implicitly: what if I deserved what happened, all along.)

it runs pretty cleanly from outward-oriented attachment anxiety ('caterina won't even want me back like this, she won't recognize me (the same way I no longer recognize myself)) and gradually deeper inwards until we reach self-image and self worth. or you know, the harrowing basic lack of it lol.

"careful -- they'll know we're not right," spite says in one of their first scenes... but clearly, some very deep part of lucanis has feared or suspected for much longer than that that there's something inherently not right at the core of him, way before any demon entered the picture. and the voice he gives those lines to is the person who should know him better than anyone in the world, who he has loved more than anyone in the world -- and who deliberately chose to hurt him so horrifically anyway. 'It's better if I'm just a monster and deserved what happened than it is to allow for the idea that the brother I love doesn't really exist and maybe never did'. it's better if he's fundamentally flawed in some way that needed fixing to help him survive, and that's why caterina chose to hurt him again and again -- out of love. (this one I think he might have a very sad wakeup call on one day if he ever ends up with the responsibility and care of a child of his own in some way and realizes just how alien the idea of ever intentionally hurting them for any reason is to him. oh buddy. also interesting that he keeps caterina as the outermost lock -- there IS a distance he keeps there that he hasn't with illario. he doesn't resent her 'anymore' he says, but he also keeps her carefully further away from his deepest self.)

as far as I could tell the only note in the mind prison that's fully hidden and needs to be uncovered is the sad painful helpless stupid little truth that even after all this, even knowing what happened... he still loves his brother. is there anything illario could ever do that would make lucanis completely stop loving him, do you think? sometimes the trouble with unconditional love is that it is, well. unconditional, even when some terms and conditions probably would have been in order haha.

that's the pattern you see there again and again; he would rather destroy and abandon and imprison himself at every turn than let go of love, even when it's just scraps, even when there's only ever enough of it to hurt him. it's only when rook shows up and as it were takes his hand and walks along with him that he can entertain the idea of changing the story of what walking out the door might mean in the end.

[demaparbat-hp]

Izumi (steambaby) sketches.

[egophiliac]

queen of diamonds, upright + reversed 💎

I've redone this like eighty times, I have to just be done with it now and stop staring at all my mistakes oh no 🫠

[obsessedoverwater]

Sometimes the doomed old man toxic yoai gets so bad you just have to start writing about fucking revenge guac to get over the pain.