#That's one grown ass tablet kid

[medicinemane]

Just a thought about kids and electronics, is that there's a difference between doing something like giving a kid a tablet, but you have an art program loaded up for them; and just handing it to them to browse youtube with

I'm not saying you should never do that, it's just I'm saying I see people complain about kids having electronics while waiting at the doctor's office and how you should give them coloring books instead and... for me my thought is that I would use something like a tablet to basically be a mess free way to let them do coloring book type activities

Main reason I'd prefer it is then there's nothing to lose or clean up

Don't have kids, don't plan to, and I know people use electronics like babysitters

But me, I think I would give my kid something like a tablet, I'd just be picky about what I loaded up on to it and basically try and have it fill the role of coloring book, books of puzzles, blah blah blah whatever. You know, the kinds of stuff you'd want to give kids to entertain them

Of course, would be a pain in my ass cause I'd have to go through before hand and make sure that none of this stuff was running ads, that I approved of any app they were using, basically that this was a curated device that I specifically approved for the kid to use mostly unsupervised... but that's how I'd do it

Didn't want to add this on to the bottom of another post, just kind of my thoughts on it

[wonderjanga]

Perch-Man

Captain Marvel is tall. Extremely tall. A whopping eight feet and five inches tall. He’s a good head taller than most. He didn’t realize how much of a human jungle gym this made him to the younger heroes who like to hang off him like monkeys. Like, all of the Robins have at some point done this. That included the current one who continued this tradition on their first meeting.

Robin!Damian: *cranes his neck to look up at Marvel* “I detest your height.”

Marvel: *feels bad* “Sorry… Do you wanna come up here and have that height too?”

Robin!Damian: “I’ll grow into being tall on my own. I have no need for your help.”

Five minutes later…

Marvel: “You like the view from up there?”

Robin!Damian: “…Yes.” *is on Marvel’s shoulders with a death grip on Marvel’s hair*

Eventually after a bit of walking, Marvel somehow convinced Damian that he was like the chef kid from Ratatouille and that he could be steered and controlled whenever Dami pulled his hair in a certain way. This led to Robin using this newfound height and control to literally look down on others just because he could.

Speaking of Damian, his father also perches on Marvel.

Marvel: *walks past Flash with Batman perched on his shoulder*

Flash: “Hey, Cap. Hey, B-” *does a double take when he sees that*

Marvel: *keeps walking like nothings wrong*

Batman: *doesn’t even notice Flash because he’s doing something on a tablet* “Hey, chum.” *pats Marvel’s head to get his attention without sparing a glance*

Marvel: “Yes?”

Batman: “Take me to the monitor room.”

Marvel: “Okay!”

That was how Flash found out that Marvel would willingly let grown ass adult men sit on his shoulders. Naturally, he took advantage of this.

Marvel: “Guys, I don’t think this is a good idea.” *has GL on one shoulder and Flash on the other*

GL: “Sure it is. Now onward!” *points*

Marvel: *starts running while silently praying neither of them falls off*

Halfway through the run, Hal, in fact, fell off and face planted. They did this again after he floated back onto Marvel’s shoulder only this time Barry fell. The third time they tried this, Martian Manhunter (MM) stopped them.

An hour later…

Marvel: *sitting and watching tv in a rec room*

MM: *sitting on Marvel’s head, emphasis on head, and eating Oreos*

J’onn was getting crumbs in Billy’s hair but Billy didn’t have the heart to tell him because he didn’t want him to leave.

[burningcheese-merchant]

When Burning Spice was introduced a lot of people made comparison with Capsaicin, and even thought they were related. You have any thoughts on that?

I do, and you're all probably going to be very disappointed lol

Not only do I NOT vibe with the idea that they're related, I'm actually really annoyed that it's as popular as it is lol. It doesn't even make sense. Burning Spice was in prison for thousands of years; when, where and how did he have a kid? At what point in time did this occur? Capsaicin is a young man. A regular mortal, outside of his "Spice Overlord" thing. I ask you all again: when? Where? How? WHY? Has anyone ever actually thought this through?

"ThEy LoOk SiMiLaR" okay, and? So fucking what? Neither of them own the concept of "long hair" or "muscles" or "sharp teeth". Pitaya has those too, and he has an arguably more substantial connection to Capsaicin because they're actually from the same fucking area. Happenstance. Lots of characters in this game have similar attributes, that doesn't necessarily mean anything

"ThEy'Re BoTh SpIcY" Refer to point A. Do you all think all the nut-based cookies are related, too? That's the logic you might as well be operating on. Correlation is not causation

"Blah blah both go 2 jail" you know how many characters in this wack-ass phone game count as felons, bro? How many of them SHOULD count as felons lol? The Cookie Run universe might as well be one giant Alcatraz with all the shit these little affronts to God get up to every day, I ain't making them all each other's relatives because of it

They're the wrong ages for them to be family. Burning Spice was serving a life sentence since long before Capsaicin was even thought of, he literally got out after the guy was already a grown ass man. They're not even from the same fucking CONTINENT! Capsaicin has probably never even HEARD of Beast-Yeast! Even that little comic the CRK Twitter account posted makes fun of all this shit!!! The Wild Spices mistake Cap for Spice from behind, and then get confused when he turns around because THEY VERY CLEARLY DO NOT KNOW WHO HE IS AND HAVE NEVER SEEN HIM BEFORE! Wouldn't an army know if their general had a son, even if it was only mentioned in passing? Wouldn't THIS army have a vested interest in having their general's son around if he existed, and stop at nothing to bring him home should he vanish, to gain favor with Spice and because of how powerful Capsaicin is and how useful he could be to them?

I wouldn't be so bent out of shape about all this if it wasn't LITERALLY FUCKING EVERYWHERE!!! I cannot enjoy any content of Burning Spice OR Capsaicin without having to endure a fucking barrage of "hurr durr father and son" posts!!! I just want to ogle my hot, sexy, deliciously evil spice man BY HIM-FUCKING-SELF in peace, I never asked to have to hear the exact fucking same "hi son I came back with the milk" joke over and over and over again

I know I sound like a massive dick right now and I'm truly sorry. You are more than welcome to think of these two as related in some way if you wish. I am not your mother, nor your leader, nor your god, I'm just some cringe loser on the internet. Enjoy this game and its characters in whatever way you choose. I even actually like a good bit of the father/son art, a lot of it is cute and funny. I'm able and willing to say that with complete sincerity.

I just wish I didn't have to feel like it's being forced on me. That is one of the biggest issues I have with this fandom: how oppressive it often feels. You MUST ship this particular pairing, you MUST headcanon these characters as family, you MUST take this one-off joke that was clearly just a goddamn joke and preach it 24/7/365 like it's the gospel truth that Devsis themselves wrote on stone tablets and delivered from the top of Mount Sinai. And then when someone doesn't want to do that, everyone else descends upon them like a plague of fucking locusts. I actually saw a Dad Spice + Son Cap post on here with the person who made it saying something like "ok since everyone agrees that these two are family [...]" and I just got so fucking irritated. No, actually, not everyone agrees. Not everyone agrees on a lot of the fanon that's shoved down the entire community's throats on a regular basis. PLEASE stop acting like they do. I still remember when people would get flat-out harassed for not acting like Herb is Sea Fairy's son (old ass drama lol).

Say what you will about me, I'm just one person and you can block me or whatever dumb tags I use for my dumb shit. There is NOWHERE I can go to avoid this. Twitter? Plagued. Tumblr? Plagued. Even fucking reddit is on this nonsense (only in my personal opinion). But that's what I get for acknowledging Reddit in any capacity lol

I shall once again sincerely apologize for my harsh tone here, I am not attacking you personally or anyone who headcanons these two as relatives. I am just generally, profoundly frustrated and I need to get it out. I appreciate you taking the time to ask me an honest question, I hope you can forgive me for my painfully honest answer

[a-moment-captured]

I wasn’t giving them the satisfaction of replying to the actual message they sent so I took a screenshot of it and blocked them.

Go take care of my Autistic son. You mean the one that asleep in his bed when you sent this? The one that was asleep in the bed in the house that I worked to buy and work to pay for? You mean the one that is THRIVING this year because as his MOTHER I made sure he had everything in place at school to thrive and do his best? You mean the kid who is all smiles every day because his mom does everything she can to keep it there? The one currently laying beside me on his tablet with headphones on because we get to enjoy a lazy a Saturday?

Now onto Jack. The same grown ass man that you love and follow? The same grown ass man that we are all fans of which is why we are in these tags on Tumblr? I suggest you come up with a better argument next time because that holds zero substance.

I promise, @heavyhitterheaux and I don’t care. We still live our best lives every damn day! Why? Because we can and because we fucking WORKED FOR IT! But we are also some grown ass bitches who don’t take shit so are we going to sit there and let a pathetic anon say shit about the other? ABSOLUTELY FUCKING NOT!

Get off Tumblr? No, I won’t! Currently laying on my Lovesac sectional, my son is watching his tablet and eating pancakes, and I get to enjoy a lazy Saturday morning. So no, I’m not getting off Tumblr. I’m going to read everything I missed. To the anon, I pray this gets back to you. I hope you step of a Lego every day for the rest of your pitiful life.

[urauntiefaye]

&Team and kind of Enhypen fanfic idea i've had for a really long time that ive also may or may not have created a whole ass Pinterest board for.

So I’ve had this story idea in my head since I first started stanning Enhypen but it has grown significantly since I got into &Team. It's Vampire, Werewolf, and Witch AU, which kind of follows their Dark Moon series but also doesn't, considering I haven’t really read either series (I got to chapter 3 of Dark Moon: The Blood Altar but never finished). 

So It's about a girl who’s known Enhypen since they were in the orphanage, she’s a witch and they’re vampires. In this story the orphanage is essentially created/became a thing from the vampires as a way to keep vampire children safe? Ish?, the locals in the town don’t know it’s actually just a home for orphan vampire children thinking it’s a normal orphanage. 

All Enhypen boys all know the girl is a witch and stuff and they’re like all best friends and consider each other family. Until a new girl comes around, which is Sooha but isn’t(please this is a thought in progress and I promise I don’t hate Sooha I honestly have no feelings towards her she’s a fictional character guys) So as we know vampires are eternal and these boys were originally the princes of the kingdom centuries ago but because of the supernatural hunter association peeps the entire family minus the children were killed and the kids had to go into hiding. The girl is essentially the descendant of the family of witches that worked alongside the royal family. And because of that she went with them? Also because her family was getting slaughtered as well. But anyways, because they now have to live in incognito mode they have to take those pills which are like blood tablets (kind of like Vampire Knights if y’all ever watched that anime). 

However this new girl that comes in is the reincarnation of their past love and stuff, and some shit goes down to where the town folks find out about the truth of the orphanage and start to head out to kill them. All the boys and the new girlie pop try to run away but Heesung (or maybe Sunghoon still trying to decide) pretty much stops the main girl and pushes her or something to use her as bait? Pretty much he’s a dick and does something to leave her behind so that the boys and new girl can escape using her as a decoy pretty much if that makes any sense. The Townsfolk burn the house down thinking they’re all in there but it’s just our main babes. 

But the thing about this babe is that she’s kind of like a cat? In a sense she has nine lives like one. So when she “re-alives”??? Again she now has a huge destain towards vampires and absolutely hates them because of what they did to her. 

Fast forward in the future she now runs a little club called the Sirens Spell(work in progress) where she runs the place with her bestie who's a siren so it’s like a play on words kind of. The club is only visible to other supernatural creatures like vampires, werewolves, witches/sorcerers, demons, skinwalkers ect. HOWEVER, vampires aren’t welcomed because of the hatred towards them. 

SO here's where &Team comes in���

In this story there has been a peace treaty between the supernaturals and the hunters. Which more or less states that the hunters will only hunt/kill those who are actively terrorizing/killing humans. 

However werewolves have started to go missing, originally starting with lone wolves/wolves that don’t have a pack(either because they decided to leave, or have been executed from their pack). And because of that no one really batted an eye, but this concern started to rise when wolves from packs started to go missing and or turning up dead. 

One being the pack leader/father of &teams pack (i think his name is Giri and once again I have no idea how this man actually dies I should really read the webtoon…). But, it’s not just the werewolves, other species are experiencing this which is causing a war kind of to break out?. &Team has no idea what to do, but Giri and the main girl kind of go way back, so when he dies he tells Kei that she can help. And the kei tries to track her down, when he finds out where she’s at he goes to the club with Fuma, and maybeee Euijoo, anyways so they go there and try to ask for her help. But when they get there telling her whats up and stuff she rejects them saying “I’m not getting mixed up in all that”. This pisses Kei off because it’s a waste of time and shit. 

Yada yada they leave, shit kind of happens, she goes to find the &team pack and when she does she says shes changed her mind but Kei is very weary of her and they have a not really enemies to lovers/friends arch. More so a “I can’t fully trust you and you give off sketchy vibes but if us working together is a means of survival I’ll swallow my pride” type shit. 

Fighting happens, romance happens, friendship and new found family begins, heartache is a thing, Kei finds out the main girls real reason why she originally rejected them. Big conflict with Enhypen and their girl, Sunoo, Jungwon, and Niki miss main G. Hee and or Hoonie feels guilty? Or does he just want something from our girl? Possible character deaths(minor? Major? Who knows I haven’t gone that far yet, this is still a major work in progress)

Will also have appearance from Taesan since he's going to be the main girls cat familiar/a demon that can turn into a cat but also it's kind of funny since I kind of want our main babes to have the ability to turn in a bird? because of ✨symbolism✨idk man it was originally snakes but i like the bird idea as well. Will also might have guest starring the rest of BoyNextDoor.

Will also most definitely include Norse mythology and vikings(which I have a completely different story idea which still kind of involves main girl being a witch*kind of* but slightly different and werewolf/Viking &team)

But that’s just an idea, a fanfiction idea! *says this in Matthew Patrick voice because I’m cringy and have no real destern functioning personality* 

[video-game-kids-tournament]

MEET YOUR CONTESTANTS!

Sonic spoilers under the cut!

Name: Miles "Tails" Prower/Tails the Fox

Age: 8

• “idk but they are child”

Gender + Pronouns: Male, he/him

Video Game: Sonic the Hedgehog

Backstory: “Sonic's little brother. Got bullied as a baby and Sonic adopted him abt it”

• "Little guy!!! He was bullied for having two tails until Sonic swoops in and scares off the bullies. Tails follows Sonic and secures himself a big brother! We don't know the exact age Tails was when he first joined Sonic but he was absolutely baby and little considering if you idle long enough he gets sleepy and does a little yawn. Anyways he's created napalm before. He is horrifyingly smart like don't fuck with this kid. In the games he goes through character development, moving past being in Sonic's shadow and growing into his own. Instead of relying on Sonic the save him he goes out of his way to save the city and when Sonic is believed to be dead, he goes head to head with Eggman at 8 years old. After the Adventure era, his characterization takes a nosedive but it's directly mentioned in the latest game that he himself feels like he's been inconsistent. He's still growing up and he is still learning. Sonic tells him all this and you can tell Sonic and Tails love each other so much okay I'll stop because I will burst into tears thinking abt the brothers."

Why should they win the tournament?: “He has a kill count. He had a rival once. Key word had, he blew him up with napalm bombs. Super smart and could make a machine to kick anyone's ass”

• "Adopted little brother of Sonic. Ostracized for being a fox with two tails instead of one.”

• “Miles "Tails" Prower is a two tailed fox from a small village in West Side Island. There he was bullied for his genetic mutation, his two tails, until one day, one Sonic The Hedgehog, while visiting the island, showed the bullies what's what, and ended up getting one tiny two-tailed admirer who wanted so bad to keep up with him and join him in his cool adventures, he learned to fly with his tails and joined his heroes in helping save his island as well as the world. Aside from using his genetic mutation to take to the skies, and aiding Sonic where his feet can't take him, Tails is also crazy smart!! he's got a particular fondness for mechanics, helping Sonic boost his airplane, the Tornado, basically taking over the plane, and even building his own aerial vehicles like the Cyclone!! He helps with basically any tech issue, he creates all sorts of gadgets too, besides flying machines, like watches, hoverboards, tablets and the such, as well as fixing up their extreme gears, to the point he's rivals with a professional of the gear, and also developing his own coding and apps! he's a tech whiz, and can go toe to toe with the likes og Eggman, who has an iq of 300. All of this at like, 8!!!!!! Recently all Sonic characters lost their states canonical ages, so while the ages are kimd of up to interpretation, it's very obvious Tails is still a kid, still coming into his own and still needing help from others more "grown up" anyway did you know I love him aksdkfj sorry for the ramble lol good luck with the tournamye!! ^-^”

• "he deserves it"

• “Little buddy”

• “bc he's a kid, and from a video game, and also i love him lots? :] also he gets put through the Horrors, gets adopted, gets villainzed and all the other shit too, so pretty please? :3”

[iampikachuhearmeroar]

hey, as someone who struggles to take vitamins regularly, let me tell y'all that vitagummies are not cheating... especially when you did take vitamins for a period, like the ones that you need to swallow whole (or crush, let's be real if you struggle with swallowing them), again vitamins that you can chew are NOT cheating.

so for years, I thought that struggling through swallowing (and gagging on... and burping up the taste of these tablets) fish oil tablets, chalky asf zinc tablets, women's multi vitamin tabs, and iron tabs.... I thought I was being such an adult, doing it the "proper way" all bc it's all my parent would buy.... but also bc I'd been taking them since high school, I might as well just continue with them, right?

but then, 2020 happened. I had my stomach tumour removal surgery.... and struggled with swallowing pills that I HAVE to take at every meal (hello, creon). I'd have the same gagging, the same choking and like refusal to take the tablet from my throat, where if I left it on my mouth too long, or tasted it, or whatever else.... I just couldn't take it. like my body would just reject it. so that caused me to break down my creon tablets into just the pellets that are in the tablet casing and put them in orange or apple juice (to mimic stomach acid).... bc after a month just being fed intravenously in hospital, it was impossible to swallow these tablets whole (which you HAVE to do). and it also put me off my food, which was. uh. not good, nor very helpful.

but once I got out of hospital and was healthy enough to try taking vitamins again, my parent was still buying the vitamins that you ~need to~ swallow whole (and I stupidly went off of creon, which is a whole other problem for another post)..... and I still felt like vitagummies were cheating and such a little kid thing to take, even after a super traumatic time in hospital.... when I was supposed to be making at least SOME things much easier for myself.... plus I had to finish those bottles of tablets bc they were just sitting around in the kitchen.

anyway, eventually, I felt like "hey maybe I should FINALLY try adult vitagummies bc maybe I do need more iron and zinc (for my skin) again, and if i could find B12 and folate vitagummies that'd be great. and I haven't looked back from the vitagummies since tbh. vitagummies aren't cheating. chewing your multivitamin and omega 3 tablets is not "childish" instead of swallowing what I find to be an inconveniently and comically large pills for both women's multivitamins and fish oil/omega 3 tablets. or incredibly bullshit chalky zinc and iron tablets.

get chewable tablets. for the love of god. they are an aid, NOT a cheat or a kids thing. it's not some weird step into adulthood or being a grown-up or some other dumbass shit to take vitamins EXACTLY like they say on the bottle, whole. especially when you're choking on them or actively struggle to swallow them bc your brain wants to burp back out fish oil at fuckin 8 am before uni or work (this was happening to me it was FOUL). take those gummies!!! or if you can't get gummies where you are, at least crush some of the harder pills up (multivitamins zinc or whatever else you might take) to make them easier to have.

although it can't be helped with some other tablets like creon and pantoprazole. those HAVE to be taken whole, really. which is a pain in the ass. but for things like your vitamins, make it as easy as possible, please.

[scrabble-scribbles]

You gotta take away the bullying when you talk about the issues. Because there are issues with you ger kids now. But you know something not a single person ranting about these kids has figured out yet?

The kids are not the problem. WE ARE.

they are KIDS. Children. Minors. They have absolutely no control over ANYTHING in their lives. They have absolutely zero clue on what being a “regular human being” means because THEYRE NEW PEOPLE??? They don’t know how to be alive yet???? And you’re mad at little aliens for interacting with the world the only way they were taught how to??

Who gave their kids iPads (and unlimited access to said iPads) when science says that’s a bad idea? Their parents.

Who decided removing phonetics from school was a good idea despite having no fucking reason for it? Politicians and administrators

Who is responsible for MAKING THE FUCKING WORLD those kids have to live in?? ADULTS. ADULTS DID ALL OF THIS.

Administrators and admin are the reason kids can’t read at basic reading levels. Parents are the reason kids have such poor emotional regulation without iPads they blow up. Adults are the ONLY ones to blame for how these kids are acting

Stop making videos about these kids being nightmares and instead start asking the grown ass adults responsible for them “how the hell did you fuck up raising a kid THAT bad???”

Shame the parents. Make videos about how parents nowadays are so unbelievably bad at their jobs that a fucking TABLET replaces you.

Start calling school districts and asking why their entire fourth grade class can’t read at a second grade level. Shame those districts for fucking their students over.

Every single person alive or dead knows how it feels as a child to have an adult spit on you and treat you like dirt for just being younger. All of gen z seemed determined to never be one of those adults. Time to step the fuck up. ADULTS are the reason these kids are messed up.

Stop blaming a child for being a child. Start getting mad at the fuckwad adults who caused this in the first place

watching gen z and millennials make fun of gen alpha has been torturous. "But they're actually stupid" 1. theyre middle schoolers 2. isn't that what older gens said about us? don't you remember being 11?

it truly is just "impulse reaction to cringe <- has not yet unlearned shame"

the cycle continues let me out of here

guys. guys I think we should kill cringe culture

[luciernagadelencanto]

Nina's Story TV Tropes

Had some fun putting together a list of Tropes that might be found in Nina and Bruno's storyline.

Because why not. XD

A Mistake Is Born: A character is unwanted by their family or the character is unplanned.

Relative Ridicule: Making fun of someone's family members, or mocking them for whom they are related to.

Give the Baby a Father: A woman is pregnant and a man who's not the father proposes to her to protect her honor in a society that frowns on sex/conception outside of marriage. (Nina's "step"father steps up)

Bespectacled Cutie: A sweet bespectacled character that's adorable because of their glasses.

Blind Without 'Em: A character who wears glasses can't see a thing without them on.

Glasses Are Sexy: (more accurately, The Glasses Stay On)

Animal Lover

Beautiful Singing Voice: A character is acknowledged in-universe as having a great singing voice.

Friendship Trinket: (Necklace of a piece of vision tablet from Bruno, she wears every day after her quinces, even before realizing her feelings are romantic)

Accidental Hand-Hold: Moment where two characters end up locking hands with each other when they reach for the same item.

Age-Gap Romance: Romance where one partner is notably older or younger than the other.

Anchored Ship: A potential romantic pairing that's been put on hold.

Manic Pixie Dream Girl: attractive, energetic, high on life, full of wacky quirks and idiosyncrasies (generally including childlike playfulness). Obsessed with our hero, on whom she will focus her kuh-razy antics until he learns to live freely and love madly.

Rebellious Spirit: A character who doesn't abide by the rules.

Black Sheep

Small Town, Big Hell: has its own drama since everyone knows each other, and so when something happens (usually something bad), the whole town gets the news and everyone takes sides

There Are No Therapists

Oblivious to Love: (Bruno is oblivious to the fact that she's in love with him)

The Chaste Hero: (Her future partner, Bruno, really)

Will They or Won't They?

Animal Motif/Animal Metaphor: (Fireflies, additionally sometimes goats)(in love with someone with many rats)

Color Motif: (Green to match love interest, represents strangeness, down-to-earth nature, connection to main animal motif)

Motif Merger: (Both wear green, hourglasses and infinity symbols look similar, though represent seemingly opposite things, till you turn it on its side.)

Symbol Motif Clothing: (Infinity symbols and fireflies) (Bruno wears hourglasses)

Leitmotif: (If she had one, it'd be pan pipes with spanish guitar)

Single Woman Seeks Good Man

She Is All Grown Up

Secret Relationship

Happily Married: (eventually)

If It's You, It's Okay: A lover who defies usual gender preferences.

Outdoorsy Gal: A girl who would rather play outside than inside.

Tomboy with a Girly Streak: A tomboy with possibly a girly interest or two.

Single-Target Sexuality: (Bruno is demisexual)

Cute Bruiser: Cute, young/youthful-appearing character (often female) capable of kicking ass and taking a hit.

Dude, She's A Lesbian: A person is informed that the person he is hitting on is gay. (While Nina's actually Bi, she is more promiscuous with women in her youth, leading her love interest to believe she is lesbian)

Archnemesis Dad: (Birth father is a terrible person, and eventually finds the crack in the mountain, returning and meeting his daughter.)

I Am Not My Father

Cool Aunt: (Becomes the cool aunt with no kids of her own)

Family Business: (Family owns/runs a farm)

Why Did It Have to Be Snakes?: I've got a very specific phobia that I'm too scared to even talk about! (Water, she will not swim)

Not Wanting Kids Is Weird: (Ridiculed for inability to/disinterest in having children)

[michelle-is-writing]

Family Matters, Greg House

Word count: 1.7k~

In the time I’ve worked at Princeton-Plainsboro teaching hospital, some might say I'm the bubbly doctor in our group. Although I don’t know how true this might be, I do know everyone can agree I'm definitely more bubbly than doctor Gregory House, but that's for another day to discuss. I'm usually the one people send in to try and cheer up patients. Because of this, I mostly work in the pediatrics ward where young, sick children are. Sometimes, I have an easy time talking to the kids and making them happier, and sometimes, I don't; usually, when I'm upset, I have a hard time.

Right now, I'm having a very difficult time.

A young New Jersey girl at the age of 11 had developed mastoiditis, an infection that affects the mastoid bone above the ear and is typically caused by a middle ear infection. Usually, this all clears up, but sadly, this infection had grown to be so bad that the girl ended up with only twenty-three percent of her hearing left in the one ear. Although this is the case, I'm not having a hard time because of the girl's loss of hearing, no.

I have my own problems at the moment.

Since I'm working in the children's ward, I don't get to see Wilson or Greg as much as I want to. Despite Greg's tendency to be an asshole, he's still my best friend and not to mention that Wilson is the kind of guy anyone can talk to about anything. However, our schedules are all different, so, as I said: we don't get to see each other that often.

At least they're still in my life though. For my family, I can’t say the same. Recently, I've just lost the closest person to me in my family; although it wasn’t through death, but through immaturity and childishness. Because of this, all of my other family members have closed me out as well, causing me to be alone. With all of my friends busy and my family shutting me out, I have no one to talk to or enjoy time with... no one. I can't even get a boyfriend for Christ's sake, and it's not like the guy I have my eyes on actually likes me back. Greg is the type of guy you can easily fall in love with, yet at the same, you really shouldn't.

"Doctor (y/n)," the young girl by the name of Jessie states. Putting all my focus back on her, I remind myself not become distracted anymore today. This isn’t the first time, unfortunately. "Will my hearing ever return?"

I smile sadly at her and shake my head. "I'm sorry, Jessie," I tell her. "Your hearing in that ear won't return, but it's not a bad thing!" I assure her. She smiles in relief. "We can always get you a hearing aid, and that will help get your hearing back to normal again, but the wait might be a little long," I explain. "Is that okay with you?"

She nods her head at my question. "I'm okay with that, doctor (Y/n)," Jessie tells me, "I'll have my family help me until then," she smiles brightly. "You can always look up to your family, right?" She states, confident in her words.

Tears slowly rising to my eyes at the thought, I nod and quickly blink them away. "That's right," I tell her, still smiling. "And don't you ever forget it," looking toward her parents, I nod my head. "The discharge nurse will be here in a few moments with the papers. If you'll excuse me..."

Without another word, I quickly leave the room and walk as fast as I can to the nearest empty room. I prefer going to James’ office instead, but it's two floors away, and I don't want any awkward elevator trips. So, before I have a mental breakdown in the middle of the hallway, I find an unlocked janitorial closet before walking in and closing the door behind me, ultimately sliding down the hardwood door once it's shut.

Sitting on the cold, tile floor, I begin sobbing as quiet as I can, my hand covering my mouth. I already had my family drama on my mind all day, but for that girl to unintentionally throw it back in my face? That was the frosting on top of the already leaning, three-layer cake.

Tears stream down my cheeks like raindrops as I cry my heart out. I can tell my cheeks are red by the sensation of heat I currently feel on them; my hands feel it too. I'm crying so hard my chest begins to heave up and down as if I were having a panic attack. Oh God, I can't have a panic attack. Not here, not now.

Behind me, I feel two knocks on the door, causing me to halt. The only problem is: the knock wasn't above me, it was where my back is against the door. Remind you, I'm currently sitting on the floor. The only way someone can knock that low is if there is a midget behind the door there or someone used something like a cane... it's Greg.

Slowly moving up a little, I shakily open the door and let the grey haired man in, watching as he looks at me with pity. I've never seen the confident doctor House look like this with anyone. It's like a... a totally different Greg.

Sitting down beside me against the door, Greg drops his cane beside him as he sighs and wraps his arm around me before gently tugging my body close to his. Shocked, I tense up, tears no longer pouring out of my eyes. Greg never comforts anyone like this. He always makes fun of them or says something that many people take offense to, but he never... he never cares. He always brushes it off his shoulder, yet for some reason, he seems like he actually cares this time.

"What's wrong?" He asks, his voice deep as usual with no emotion.

I wait a few seconds before lying. "Nothing important," I tell him, my voice wavering from my scattered emotions.

Pulling me back to face him, Greg looks me in the eye before sighing again. "I know you've been crying by the wet tears on your cheeks, slight puffiness, and redness to your eyes, and fast-paced breathing - and I don’t even have to be a doctor to notice that," he breaks down my current state, lifting an eyebrow. "Now, are you going to begrudgingly tell me what's wrong or do I need to stay in here with you until you finally give in to all my unrelenting sexiness."

His comment makes me laugh, causing a grimace of a smile to fall on House's lips. Out of all of us, I've been the only one to do that. I've been the only one to break Greg's stone exterior and interior. Plus, It doesn't help that I like Greg romantically. I like the fact that he's confident and witty; he's not afraid to be himself. Although, he can still be quite an ass to others, but to me, he’s always been nothing but kind. Even when I first started working here, he was still patient and sweet - a rare sight to everyone else. It used to hurt me to think he’ll never feel the same way as me, but I’ve gotten so used to that fact that it doesn’t even bother me anymore.

"It's just... my family," I explain, Greg pushing my head back onto his shoulder as he holds me. At this point, I'm not shocked by anything he does. The infamous doctor could be high for all I know. He probably took a few Vicodin tablets before coming down here now that I think of it.

"They've completely... shut me out," I explain, shrugging as I rest my hand on his shoulder. "They never talk to me anymore, they've blocked me in any way of even trying to talk to them. My cousin just sent me an email last night telling me that I didn't need to contact them anymore as they no longer wanted me in their lives," I close my eyes, tears rolling down my cheeks. "Plus, I wish I could work with you guys again," I take a breath before saying the next thing. "I miss you."

A few seconds of silence pass before Greg leans down to my face level. Opening my eyes, I'm greeted by his own sapphire orbs, watching as he continually inches forward until his lips plant themselves on mine. Our eyes close at the same time in response to the touch of our lips, and they stay that way too. With my heart beating fast and a different fire in my cheeks, I instantly respond to his kiss while placing my hands on the sides of his face, feeling his hands attach themselves to my hips as I do so. We kiss until we have to breathe, both of us pulling apart simultaneously.

"They don't deserve you," Greg tells me, a little out of breath. "You are wonderful; a decent and kind human being, inside and out," he takes a small pause, flashing his blue eyes down to mine. "I never thought I’d say this, but… because of you, I think maybe not everyone is a horrible person and that maybe I can be a bit nicer a time or two," he then smiles at me, kissing me once more. "You have made me feel love believe it or not."

Smiling, I lean up to kiss his forehead before sitting back down and resting my head against his chest, my eyes cast upon him as he looks down at me. "You've also made me feel love," I confess to him, my voice shy. "I've grown to love you as well. You and your sarcastic comments and witty comebacks and your insults to apparent stupid people," for once, he laughs, making me grin. "I can't help but love it all."

After a few moments, Greg speaks up. "I know I can't be your entire family," he murmurs, holding me close. "But I can try to be your... your..." He draws on, clearly trying to come up with an appointed title for himself. After a few seconds, I giggle and cut him off.

"Boyfriend?" I ask, making him roll his eyes.

"I was going to say significant other," he argues, looking over to me. "The term boyfriend is so, well, childish," he complains, making me giggle.

Leaning closer, I peck his lips. "Good thing you have a childish mind," I tease him, pressing my lips to his one more time before he responds to my comment with something horrible or completely inappropriate. It is Doctor House we’re talking about, after all.

[dine-on-nervine]

What was the year/make/model of the last car you drove? 2012 Ford Fusion Hybrid.

Have you ever been in weather below 0 Fahrenheit (-17 Celcius)? Yes, it occasionally got that cold in Yakima.

What was the last thing you used your phone for, besides calling/texting? A TV remote control.

Do you have more male or female coworkers? Male, but the ratio of women is actually higher than you might expect.

Did you enjoy high school? I liked some parts of it. >> That’s about my take, too. Lots of it was bullshit but parts of it were really fun and even occasionally useful.

What's an unusual food combination you like? I put the salsa in my ketchup at Taco Time for my tater tots.

What's the longest stretch of time you've spent completely alone? Days.

Have you ever lived in a studio apartment? Yes, in the late 1980s.

Did your parents allow you to drink soda when you were a kid? Yes, and my mother’s biggest gripe was that some of us would open a can, take a swing, and put it back in the fridge never to finish it so it’d go to waste. I can’t do that, cold flat soda is terrible so I’d rather have warm flat soda.

Do you always check the prices of things when you buy groceries? Usually.

Do you like gyoza? Yes.

Have you ever been in a situation where you needed a lawyer? Yes, and in fact that’s what settled the case -- the city wasn’t expecting me to lawyer up over their poor judgement.

Do you use Instagram? If so, what's your current profile pic? Nope.

Did you ever go through an emo or goth phase? Nope, I had a period or two where I hung out with goths (but wasn’t one myself) because they were fun.

What are your thoughts on kids being given iPads to keep them entertained? I think that’s a cheat, a shortcut. Effective perhaps and maybe when I was a kid that would have been a lifesaver for my mother, but I tend to bristle when I see some little kid in a shopping cart holding a phone or tablet, watching Peppa or Baby Shark.

Do you get regular check-ups with your doctor? LOL, no, and I realize I should.

What was the last thing you felt apprehensive about? I don’t want to elaborate, but my girlfriend and I have a sort of schedule of how things go and recently it seems she’s added something that prevents her from doing the usual nightly things once a week. Which is fine, she’s a grown-ass woman, but it’s never been discussed so I’m the last to know.

How many nights per week do you cook dinner at home vs. going out to eat? Lately it’s been once or twice (microwaving a Costco cheeseburger).

What's a trend you've seen recently that you thought was really dumb? The religious right saying and doing things that genuinely go opposite to what the Bible says. How exactly do you express hate toward women, minorities, and the LGBTQ+ when the book and beliefs you swing around say love one another, feed the hungry, clothe the naked, and welcome the immigrant?

Do you know anyone who has been evicted? Not sure. Probably.

When did you last wash your sheets and pillowcases? Pillowcase was a week ago, sheets were a week or two before that.

Have you kissed more than 10 people in the past 10 years? Most definitely, I was leading an exciting life which I don’t miss prior to Covid.

Have you ever been caught outdoors away from shelter during a thunderstorm? Definitely. I remember this sudden storm at summer camp.

Did you leave the house before 10 AM yesterday? I needed to get my glasses repaired so I showed up at their office at 7:50. Never mind that they open at 8:30.

What's your favorite macaron flavor? They have flavors?

How often do you have friends over to your house? I don’t. Mostly because I don’t have friends, but even the ones that do come to my house don’t enter. (Honestly, my girlfriend hasn’t been in my house in three years, and that was to help carry an air conditioner up the stairs.) Which is better since this place has stinky dogs, toxic mold, and a paranoid landlady.

Have you ever had a boss who acted unprofessionally? I can think of three examples, two were at the same place (with their replacement simply never doing his job) and one was at Pizza Hut. There were never any reprecussions for the first two (but the replacement did get demoted once but never learned his lesson and got promoted again), and the manager at Pizza Hut got hit with a sexual harassment complaint which resulted in him getting transferred to a different Hut and not some actual punishment.

How many times have you stayed at a hotel in the past year, and where? We usually do AirBnB but I know when we stayed at a Best Western earlier this year on our way to visit my folks.

What kind of technological advancements do you expect there to be 100 years from now? I would have to think about it. Futurism hasn’t ever been my strong suit, and so many of the things we said “one day” or “in the year 2000″ about, we have even if it was in the last 20 years. Minus the flying cars, but now we have self-driving cars and that’s also something that was on the list forever.

Have you ever done a flip on a trampoline? Believe so.

What about a flip off of a diving board? Definitely.

What was the last hot beverage you had? Probably a coffee at my girlfriend’s house since I drink it cold at home or when I buy one.

What was the year/make/model of the last car you drove? I don't drive.

Have you ever been in weather below 0 Fahrenheit (-17 Celcius)? Gah, noooo thankfully I have not.

What was the last thing you used your phone for, besides calling/texting? Ha, it's rare that I'm using my phone for actual phone things lol. Anyway, I'm pretty sure it was TikTok.

Do you have more male or female coworkers? I don't have a job.

Did you enjoy high school? I liked some parts of it. Like, I actually enjoyed the pep rallies and assemblies. Honestly, while a lot of it truly was tough and I'll still stand by that, I think as I've gotten older and looked back some of the stuff maybe wasn't so bad after all.

What's an unusual food combination you like? I haven't had it in so long, but I actually think adding mayo to ramen is good.

What's the longest stretch of time you've spent completely alone? Just like half a day.

Have you ever lived in a studio apartment? No.

Did your parents allow you to drink soda when you were a kid? Yeah.

Do you always check the prices of things when you buy groceries? Of course. I don't have money coming out my ass. However, I do sometimes randomly throw stuff in, but it's a snack or drink and I know it doesn't cost much.

Do you like gyoza? I've never had it.

Have you ever been in a situation where you needed a lawyer? No.

Do you use Instagram? If so, what's your current profile pic? Very, very, very rarely. I don't even spend much time on it scrolling through my feed or watching people's insta stories. I just posted something for the first time in a few years for my birthday.

Did you ever go through an emo or goth phase? I had my emo phase when I was 16, but let's be real it was never just a phase.

What are your thoughts on kids being given iPads to keep them entertained? I don't see an issue with it. However, I personally wouldn't use a screen as a babysitter and I'd set limits to screen time. Otherwise, I definitely see the educational benefits. It's just wild how kids literally come out the womb nowadays knowing how to use a tablet or phone like wtf.

Do you get regular check-ups with your doctor? With one of my specialists, but not my primary doctor.

What was the last thing you felt apprehensive about? I'm apprehensive about everything.

How many nights per week do you cook dinner at home vs. going out to eat? I personally don't cook, so in that regard zero. As for how many nights I eat at home vs in my case how many nights I get takeout, it's something like takeout 4-5 times a week.

What's a trend you've seen recently that you thought was really dumb? I will never understand the whole Crocs trend or the little charm things you put on them. I just can't.

Do you know anyone who has been evicted? Not to my knowledge.

When did you last wash your sheets and pillowcases? A couple weeks ago.

Have you kissed more than 10 people in the past 10 years? I've only kissed 3 people total.

Have you ever been caught outdoors away from shelter during a thunderstorm? Gah, yes. I was at an outdoor festival and it just randomly started POURING. It was crazy.

Did you leave the house before 10 AM yesterday? I didn't go anywhere yesterday.

What's your favorite macaron flavor? The Fruity Pebbles one.

How often do you have friends over to your house? --

Have you ever had a boss who acted unprofessionally?

How many times have you stayed at a hotel in the past year, and where? I last stayed at a motel in March of 2022.

What kind of technological advancements do you expect there to be 100 years from now? >> I can't fathom this

Have you ever done a flip on a trampoline? No, I can't go on a trampoline.

What about a flip off of a diving board? I can't do that either.

What was the last hot beverage you had? Coffee.

[nkhrchuwuya]

second player

bungou stray dogs | G | 699 words nakahara chuuya x reader / oc

you try to get chuuya’s assistance in a little game you’re playing, and he’s being a little shit about it.

“you’ve got to be fucking kidding me babe.”

“what—i can’t ask for help from my boyfriend now? it’s such a simple favor, you know?”

“ya ought to be able to do this on your own! you’re not some child!”

“now you’re just being plain rude! just help me out, won’t you?”

and thus goes your persuasion of chuuya to help you out with the game boss you can’t seem to defeat.

chuuya sighs, looks at your little portable gaming set-up in the living room and the pathetic look in your eyes. you even pout just a tiny bit to mess with him, and he finally surrenders with a sigh as he sets his own tablet down and sits next to you.

“the new one? it isn’t even that hard.”

you frown. “i don’t have the right characters for her.”

he raises a suspicious eyebrow but flips his palm up anyway. “hand me the other controller?”

you do, and in a short while the two of you have set up to play together. at the beginning of your relationship, chuuya had insisted—like a true adult—that he’d “grown out” of his thing with gaming, but you quickly remind him that you don’t need to grow out of things you enjoy doing. with your company and your enjoyment dangling in front of him as bait, it’s easy to lure him back in.

“so what exactly are you having trouble with?”

“the insta-kill move is literally insta-killing me every single time.”

“that’s what it’s—oh you can’t activate the shield is that it?”

despite the race of happiness you feel at the sound of chuuya’s laughter, the fact that it’s pointed at you warrants the punch you land on his shoulder. it only intensifies his chortling, and you pout despite the smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

chuuya slips sometimes, when the two of you are playing like this. whatever façade he was keeping up as a high-ranking figure of the port mafia disappears when you’ve handed him the controller. here, he seems fourteen, fifteen again, just a young boy in the arcade.

you’re glad that you can make him feel this way, even if it’s only at such short times.

tugging at his sleeve as he fixes his team, you tease, saying, “oh, won’t the great, amazing, oh-so-powerful nakahara chuuya level—fucking, i don’t know, 420—come to save my poor ass in co-op mode?”

smirking, chuuya answers: “baby, ya didn’t even need to ask.”

“‘didn’t even need to’—i’ve been asking! you jerk!”

it is another round of raucous laughter when chuuya finally lets you start the battle. at first, there’s just a hum of seriousness as it begins. but it doesn’t last too long before the switch in chuuya finally flips.

“okay, okay, wait for it—now!” he cheers, synchronizing your attacks to make for the best damage. “not that one, baby, the one on the right—that’s the real one! yes!” chuuya’s excitement and enthusiasm is infectious; the fatigue and anxiety from fighting it over and over again earlier to no avail quickly clears in favor of running into battle with chuuya by your side. “heal yourself—i’ll distract her!” giving instructions like he was in the heat of a real-life battle. “we’re getting there, just hold on a little longer!”

until the enemy yells out a defeated battle cry, finally having succumbed to your combined efforts.

“hell yeah!” you cheer, putting down your keyboard to give chuuya a high five, which he returns with equal fervor. “next week again?” you say, sheepish grin on your face.

chuuya looks at you, that winner smile on your face, the excitement making your eyes glow, and he knows he can’t resist. that even if he’ll be booked sun-up to the next sun-up next week—he’ll be here with you on the couch anyway. playing this silly little game for a few minutes to keep you company.

but chuuya is chuuya, so he pinches the bridge of his nose while sighing.

you scoff. “dramatic ass! if you don’t want to—”

“no, let’s do it,” he says, stupid handsome grin on his face. “we’ll do it together.”

[kj-1130]

Nothing For Me

Part 7

Main Masterlist

Part 6|Part 8

     You and MJ’s relationship continued to grow as time went on. 

     As she started her first year of high school, you worked on yourself, wanting to be good for her.

     Overtime, you learned how to process and deal with things better. You focused on yourself and your developing relationship with MJ and needless to say, things started to look up. 

     The ‘present but not really present father’ thing didn’t affect you as much as it did, but it was still there. It was one of the only things you hadn’t fully processed and to be honest, you didn’t think you ever could. 

     Your father is there, and has been aware of presence for almost a decade. And not once has he given you any type of consolation or love like a father should. You would think after Pepper was getting more involved in his life and forcing him to clean up (most of) his act, he would open his eyes and realize that a whole human being was living with him, waiting for him to realize that they were supposed to be relying on him; not an AI built in the comfort of their room. 

     But nope. Absolutely nothing changed. If anything, things got worse. 

     He was away more often, focusing on the Avengers. Or he was with Pepper, the new love of his life. 

     You tried not to linger on the situation often, knowing it would only lead to pain in your chest. So you just stuffed it in the back of your mind, hoping one day that the pain would just lessen all together. 

     About two months ago, you and MJ had decided to make things official after going on your first date. At first you talked about how fast the two of you were going, but Michelle simply said ‘we’ll be u-haul lesbians then.’ That was the end of the conversation. 

     Currently, you and your girlfriend were facetiming. You would’ve made the trek to her house but she was about to study and you both knew that you’d distract her. Plus the two of you were due for some time away from each other considering the fact that you’re at her place almost everyday. 

     “Okay, so I found this recipe the other day and I’m just now remembering it.”

     MJ looks at you confused, “Okay?” 

     You roll your eyes playfully.

     “I wanted to try it with you. After my ban from your place has been lifted.” 

     “It’s not a ban,” she chuckled.

     “Well, it sure as hell feels like one ba-”     “Mr. Stark has arrived with a guest,” M.I.A cut you off. 

     “Who is this guest?” 

     “Secretary of State, Thaddues Ross,” the AI replied, pulling up pictures of the man. 

     “Hey M, I’m gonna call you back.”

     “Yeah, yeah,” she nods, looking a little concerned. “Take all the time you need. Let me know if everything’s okay.”

     The two of you give your goodbyes and you ask M.I.A to pull up the live footage from the conference room.

     “Perspective. The world owes the Avengers an un-payable debt. You have fought for us, protected us, risked your lives… but while a great a=many people see you as heroes, there are some who would prefer the word “vigilantes”, is what you first hear when you start watching. 

     Immediately your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. 

     “And what word would you use, Mr. Secretary?” Natasha asks.

     “How about ‘dangerous’?” he replies. “What would you call a group of US-based, enhanced individuals who routinely ignore sovereign borders and inflict their will wherever they choose and who, frankly, seem unconcerned about what they leave behind?”

     The secretary activates a screen behind him which begins to play the previous battles the Avengers and SHIELD have fought in. 

     “New York.” 

     He clicks a button, footage of chitauri, shooting guns, and Hulk smashing plays. 

     “Washington D.C”

     A new video appears, showing the insight helicarriers firing at each other with chaos following. 

     “Sokovia.” 

     The frame changes, showcasing the terrified citizens that were on the flying piece of land. 

     “Lagos.” 

     “That’s enough,” Steve interrupts. 

     Ross nods in response and begins his speech again. 

     “For the past four years, you’ve operated with unlimited power and no supervision. That’s an arrangement the governments of the world can no longer tolerate. But I think we have a solution.”

     He places a thick document on the table and slides it across to Wanda. As the team slides the book to each other Ross starts talking. 

     “The Sokovia Accords. Approved by 117 countries… it states that the Avengers shall no longer be a private organization. Instead, they’ll operate under the supervision of a United Nations panel, only when and if that panel deems it necessary.” 

     “The Avengers were formed to make the world a safer place,” the Captain begins. “I feel we’ve done that.”

     “Tell me, Captain, do you know where Thor and Banner are right now?” There was a momentary pause as the two men’s eyes met. “If I misplaced a couple of 30 megaton nukes… you can bet there’d be consequences. Compromise. Reassurance. That’s how the world works. Believe me, this is middle ground.”

     At this point, you’re walking out of your room after transfering the feed to your tablet and making your way to the elevator.

     “So, these are contingencies,” Rhodey states. 

     “Three days from now,” Secretary Ross begins. “The UN meets in Vienna to ratify the Accords. Talk it over.” 

     Natasha speaks up, “And if we don’t come to a decision you don’t like?”

     “Then you retire.” 

     The elevator stops and you look up seeing the Secretary walk in with someone behind him. You give him a subtle disgusted look before turning your attention back to the security footage.

     As the deathtrap descends, you can feel his eyes lingering on you. 

     “Can I help you?” 

     “You’re a little young to be an intern.” 

     “You’re a little old to be looking at me like that,” you shrug, swiping away from the video on your tablet as you feel him looking over your shoulder. 

     Ross gives an awkward chuckle and furrows his eyebrows. When you reach the bottom floor, he gets ready to step out and places a hand on your shoulder. 

     You look at him like he’s lost his mind. 

     “You seem like a good kid. Be sure to make good choices.” 

     Raising an eyebrow, you refrain from saying what you want to say. You lift your hand and gently take his off of you. 

     “Don’t touch me,” 

     Once he exits, you hear the chatting start back up.

     “Secretary Ross has a Congressional Medal of Honor,” Rhodes told Sam. “Which is one more than you have. 

     “So let’s say we agree to this thing,” Wilson starts. “How long is it gonna be before they LoJack us like a bunch of common criminals?”

     “117 countries want to sign this. 117, Sam, and you’re just like, ‘No that’s cool. We got it.” 

     “I have an equation,” Vision announces as you get back on the elevator. 

     “Oh this will clear it up,” Sam mutters. 

     “In the eight years since Mr. Stark announced himself as Iron Man, the number of known enhanced persons has grown exponentially. And during the same period, the number of potentially world-ending events has risen at a commensurate rate.“

     “Toaster oven’s got a point there,” you mumble, stepping back on the metal deathtrap. 

     Steve asks,“Are you saying it’s our fault?”

     “I’m saying there may be a causality. Our very strength invites challenge. Challenge incites conflict. And conflict… breeds catastrophe. Oversight… oversight is not an idea that can be dismissed out of hand.” 

     “Boom,” Rhodey says.                             

     You see Tony lying on the couch, quite relaxed, contradicting the tense atmosphere. 

     “Tony,” Nat starts. “You are being uncharacteristically non-hyper-verbal.”

     “It’s because he’s already made up his mind,” Steve explained. 

     “Boy, you know me so well,” Stark starts, getting up and rubbing the back of his head. “Actually I’m nursing an electromagnetic headache,” he pauses to grab a mug of coffee. “That’s what’s going on, Cap. It’s just pain. It’s discomfort. Who’s putting coffee grounds in the disposal? Am I running a bed and breakfast for a biker gang?”

     Tony puts his phone in a basket and taps the screen. An image is projected of a smiling young man. 

     “Oh, that’s Charles Spencer, by the way. He’s a great kid. Computer engineering degree, 3.6 GPA. Had a floor level gig at Intel planned for the fall. But first, he wanted to put a few miles on his soul, before he parked it behind a desk. See the world. Maybe be of service. Charlie didn’t want to go to Vegas or Fort Lauderdale, which is what I would do. He didn’t go to Paris or Amsterdam, which sounds fun. He decided to spend his summer building sustainable housing for the poor. Guess where, Sokovia.”

     He pauses for a second as the team soaks in the information.

     “He wanted to make a difference, I suppose. I mean, we won’t know because we dropped a building on him while we were kicking ass.

     “There’s no decision-making process here. We need to be put in check! Whatever form that takes, I’m game. If we can’t accept limitations, if we’re boundary-less, we’re no better than the bad guys.”

     “Tony, someone dies on your watch, you don’t give up,” Steve rebuttals.

     “Who said we’re giving up?” 

     “We are if we’re not taking responsibility for our actions. This document just shifts the blame.”

     “I’m sorry. Steve,” Rhodey blurted. “That-that is dangerously arrogant. This is the United Nations we’re talking about. It’s not the World Security Council, it’s not SHIELD, it’s not HYDRA.”

      “No, but it’s run by people with agendas, and agendas change.”   

      “That’s good,” Tony starts. “That’s why I’m here. When I realized what my weapons were capable of in the wrong hands, I shut it down and stopped manufacturing.  

     “Tony, you chose to do that. If we sign this, we surrender our right to choose. What if this panel sends us somewhere we don’t think we should go? What if there is somewhere we need to go, and they don’t let us? We may not be perfect, but the safest hands are still our own.”

     “If we don’t do this now, it’s gonna be done to us later. That’s a fact. That won’t be pretty.”

     Wanda finally speaks up, “You’re saying they’ll come for me.”

     “We would protect you,” Vision promised. 

     “Maybe Tony’s right,” the redhead speaks. “If we have one hand on the wheel, we can still steer. If we take it off--”

     “Aren’t you the same woman who told the government to kiss her ass a few years ago?” Sam interrupts. 

     “I’m just… I’m reading the terrain. We have made… some very public mistakes. We need to win their trust back. 

     “Focus up,” Tony says. “I’m sorry, did I just mishear or did you agree with me?”

     “Oh, I want to take it back now.”

     “No, no, no. You can’t retract it. Thank you. Unprecedented. Okay, case-closed--I win.” 

     From what you see, Steve stands to leave abruptly. 

     You then walk out of the elevator, tablet still in hand with the footage up. The captain walks past you just as you turn the corner and spot the team. 

     “Someone’s upset,” you hum. 

     You walk past everyone towards the fridge and grab a water bottle. 

     “Anyway, that was very childish. And kinda stupid.” 

     Inquisitive looks are thrown your way and you hold up the tablet awkwardly as you plop down on a chair. 

     “I was watching you. I kinda do that a lot. It’s not as creepy as it sounds.” 

     You open the bottle and take a sip. 

     “What are you doing down here kid--”

     “Ahhh,” you interrupt. “Don’t call me a kid. I haven’t been a child for years.”

     “Just answer the question,” Tony snaps. 

     “I like to stay informed. No one tells me anything and while you think that these private meetings only affect you, it doesn’t. It affects me too. You may not remember I’m your child but several people do. And that puts me in danger. So yes, I listen to your conversations to make sure it’s nothing I need to worry about.” 

     An awkward silence washes over as you gulp down more water. 

     “Anyway, I was just riding up and down the elevator waiting for you guys to finish. That Ross dude is kinda creepy by the way. But you’re really considering signing that thing?” 

     “Not you too,” your father mutters. 

      You let out a laugh and everyone looks at you strangely. 

      “Is this funny to you?” Rhodey asks. 

      “Yes,” you stop laughing abruptly. “I find it hilarious that this is the same government that was ready to drop a nuke on the city during the Battle of New York not giving a damn about a single civilian that was still in the area. I find it hilarious that this is the same government that lets thousands of children and women of color go missing and not do a thing about it. It’s funny that this is the same government that let HYDRA, Red Room, AIM; all that shit grow right under their nose. It’s funny because this government is the same one that uses taxpayer money for dumb ass projects and unnecessary military funding instead of using it to fund shit that helps the civilians they claim they care so much about. I mean how can you not find this situation amusing?”

     “Look,” Tony attempts. 

     “I’m not finished,” you challenge, looking him dead in the eyes. “This government don’t give a damn about y’all, especially not the three of us,” you say, gesturing to yourself, Sam, and Rhodey. “We’d be booted out of this country before you could even blink if they ever got the chance and you know that.

     “I don’t know why y’all are so adamant on gaining the government’s trust when they don’t give a flying fuck about you or these goddamn civilians. All they care about is power. They don’t care how many civilians come up missing or die in some tragic accident. It doesn’t matter what happens. When they see someone becoming richer or smarter or more powerful than they are, they will do anything to shut that shit down. 

     “I don’t understand how you can’t see that. And maybe it’s just me. Maybe it’s just me and my experience,” you pause, catching the gaze of every person in the room with hard eyes. You take a deep breath and try to calm down. “Sign it if you want to. Think about how many lives you’ll lose then.”

     You stand from your spot and walk into the open elevator, ready to get to the comfort of your bed. 

-

     It had been two days since the initial meeting and you were currently sitting on Michelle’s bed watching her read. 

     “You’re really pretty,” you muttered out of the blue.

     You saw your girlfriend’s cheeks develop a subtle red tint as she mumbled back a ‘thank you, and continued reading. You groan and gently pull the book out of her hands. 

     “Hey,” she quietly protests. 

     “Please,” you pout, holding your arms out as an invitation.

     MJ fondly rolls her eyes before lowering herself onto you. You hummed contently and squeezed her before planting a kiss on her cheek. 

     She surprised you by turning her head and giving you a lingering kiss. That one kiss soon turned into something more. 

     Michelle gently pushed you onto your back and straddled your hips. Bending down she kissed you once again, her lips gliding with yours. 

     This continued for a few minutes, taking small breaks in between to breathe. You don’t think you could ever get enough of her and hoped that she was feeling similarly.

     You kissed until your jaws hurt. The euphoric feeling still lingered as MJ rested her forehead against yours, trying to catch her breath. 

     “We should do that again sometime,” you mumbled. 

     Your girlfriend nodded in response, giving one more chaste kiss to your lips before dropping to your side. 

     “Tomorrow,” she said after glancing at the clock that read 10:47. 

     “Guess I’m spending the night then.” 

     “I have no problem with that.”

-

     The next day, you were awoken by beeping from your phone. Once you were fully aware of your surroundings you picked up the device and read the notifications that M.I.A sent through. Scanning through them, you sat up with urgency and played the video. 

     “A bomb hidden in a news van ripped through the UN building in Vienna. More than 70 people have been injured. At least 12 are dead, including Wakanda’s King T’Chaka. Officials have released a video of a suspect who they have identified as James Buchanan Bares, the Winter Soldier. The infamous HYDRA agent, linked to numerous acts of terrorism and political assassinations.”

     Carefully removing Michelle’s arm from around your waist, you stand up and move to the corner of the room. You press the contact and hold the phone up to your ear. 

      “Nat what the fuck is going on?”

     You hear the woman sigh on the other side of the phone.     “Look, just… stay wherever you are.”

     “Yeah, okay, whatever. I want answers, Nat.”

     “(Y/n),” she says firmly. “Calm down and go back to whatever you were doing. Right now, this does not concern you and I would like it to stay that way. Do you understand me?”

     There was some silence, before you let out a forced chuckle. 

     “Okay, whatever. Bye.”

     “(Y/n) c’mo--”

     You disconnected the call and gently tossed the phone onto MJ’s desk.     “You sound stressed.” 

     Turning around to face the bed, you see Michelle sat up and leaning against the headboard. You nod slowly and crawl your way up towards her. 

     “I am.”

     You feel her hand take hold of your clenched ones and she rubs them, causing you to relax slightly. 

     “There was a um, bombing at the--the um… signing thing. And no one wants to tell me what’s going on, so,” you end the sentence, shrugging. 

     MJ’s head drops onto your shoulder and you let her cuddle close. 

     “They told me to stay where I was. So hopefully we can get something good out of that.” 

     There was no response and you thought she had fallen back asleep, but you were proven wrong when your girlfriend started getting up. 

     “C’mon,” she instructed, holding her hand out when she saw the look of confusion on your face. 

     Taking her hand, the two of you made your way to the kitchen. 

     She turned around and grabbed your shoulders. 

     “We are going to make some breakfast… or lunch whatever. And then we are going to binge watch until we can binge watch no longer. Alright?”

     You nod your head, chuckling and then got to work. 

-

     It had been days since you last heard from anyone. No updates from Natasha. M.I.A even told you there hasn’t even been a great deal of movement in the compound. Today you decided you would head back. 

     When you arrived it was quiet. As you walked down the halls you heard distant chatter and followed it. 

     Turning the corner, you were surprised at what you saw. 

     “What the hell happened?”

     The two men turned to look your way, but you were given no answers. 

     Tony had bruises on his face and he looked more tense than usual. Rhodey had some sort of tech on his legs. 

     “You fought them. You fought them all, didn’t you?” 

     Both men looked away and avoided your gaze. 

     “You didn’t even listen to what I said. This is what the government does. I tried to tell you, but you didn’t even fucking listen,” you ranted, your voice slightly raising.

     “Us breaking apart wasn’t the government. Most of this is on some guy th--”

     “Well the government allowed it to happen so I’d say it is their fault!” 

     You turned to your father with pleading eyes. 

     “Where are they, Tony?”

     “Kid, they’re criminals now, I don’t--”

     “Stop calling me that! I’m--I’m not some kid. I’m not your kid,” you let out a frustrated breath. “You--you couldn’t talk it out? Like mature adults? You just had to go assert your dominance somewhere--in what? An--an airport? Some vacant lot? You just had to fight. Do you not know how to communicate?” 

     You looked at the two men, shook your head, and brushed past them. 

     Just when things were alright.

-

     “(Y/n)?” 

     “What M.I.A?”

     You were currently laying in your bed trying to control the tears that were begging to fall from your eyes due to the amount of overwhelming shit you had been hit with. You talked with MJ for a little while and while it helped a bit, you honestly were still feeling like… well shit.

     “There’s a package for you.” 

     Furrowing your eyebrows, you head down to where the mail is usually placed, get the package with your name on it, and head back to your room. 

     Grabbing a pair of scissors, you cut the tape and open the box. Inside was a letter and a phone. 

     Hey sweetheart.

     It was Natasha’s handwriting.

     I’m sorry. I really am. We all are. I wish things wouldn’t have ended this way, but they did and we can’t really do anything about it now. 

     I listened to what you said. I listened and I tried my best to understand. I don’t think I ever wanted to sign the accords in the first place. The only reason I did so was so that we could stay together. So that I could stay with you. This team is the only family I’ve had in a long time. The fact that that stack of papers could end that scared me. 

     I just kept trying to convince myself that signing the Accords was the right thing to do; anything to keep this team together. Anything to keep everything from falling apart. 

     But the more I thought about it, I realized. You were right. Everything you said. This government doesn’t care. And if the government doesn’t care like they’re supposed to then we need to. People need the government, but they don’t have it. They do have us though. And they always will. 

     I love you. I didn’t say it enough and I don’t know when or if I’ll ever get to tell you that again. You are so precious to me and I’m sorry I couldn’t stay. If you ever need anything, you can always give me a call. 

     You wiped your eyes and gently picked up the phone. You held it in your hands for a moment before setting it down. You folded the letter back up neatly and placed both items in the top drawer of your nightstand. 

     You laid back down on your bed with less tears on your face. 

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Chapter 9: That’s My Girl

Paring: Marcus Moreno X Reader

Rating: +18 (NO MINORS)

Word Count: 1.4K

Warning: adult language, consumption of alcohol, minor character deaths, hella angst, lots of self-doubt, strangulation, smut, betrayal, death threats.

Summary: Being a single mom is hard, being a single mom to your sister’s kid is hard, being a single mom to your sister’s super powered kid is harder, and being a single mom to your sister’s super powered kid while working as a villain is hardest. It doesn’t help that your kids want to be a superhero, it also doesn’t help that all those super heroes really hate your guts. But, you're making it work.

Note: I really took this kid’s show out of proportion guys....

I sit on the floor in front of the giant screen, watching Meria toss whole grown ass men across hallways. I grin savagely as she snaps her head back seeing the child in the wheelchair call out to her. I watch her roll her eyes with sass before punching the next man to come at her. Just as she does, the child in the wheelchair uses one kid’s stretchy arm as an arm bar to lift him out of his chair. The chair then goes barreling at not only the horde of aliens but Meria too. The guards are run over but Meria jumps and flips just in time, flipping over the wheelchair in a surprisingly not so cringy hero pose.

“I didn’t teach her that? Did you teach her that?” I questioned Marcus, the man sent me a smug smile as he shrugged. I scoff and turn my eyes back to the screen, continuing to watch my kid kick some ass. The other kids are just as impressive, the children who can fast forward and reverse time combining their powers to make some trippy shit happen. “Did you see that team work?” Kung Fu Fist questions, “Just like their parents!” Red Lighting awes. I let out a condescending laugh only to receive a firm tap to the back by Marcus to keep me from making an out of pocket comment.

Once the children clear the hall they make it out to the launch site of the take over. I watch the screen carefully, wondering what the hell is in that thing, but given the fact this is a test I’d guess nothing too dangerous. The children band together to figure out how to stop the thing only to discover a traitor in their mists, or reveal said traitor. “You mean to tell me that cute little girl is an alien?” I puzzle looking at the screen, squinting my eyes to see her little tentacles.

My eyes widen to see monsters start popping out of her tablet, “Holy shit.” I gap. “Who’s kid is that?” I question turning back to the adults, “Granada’s.” Marcus infroms, “No shit.” I laugh turning back to the screen. My eyes stay glued to the screen as I watch the children whip out all the best tricks, Blinding Fast’s kid kicking ass with the help of the twins. But my breath is stolen as I watch Meria press the little tool in her hand, the very special tool from her panic bag, the tool extending out to a five foot long spear in an instant. She glares as the squid monster before her, spinning her spear with damn near perfect form. She gains momentum that way before she’s blinding the monster with a bright flash of light, the monster roars and turns away only for her to launch the spear right into its eye. “That’s my girl.” I grin as she runs to catch the spear before it hits the ground while the monster dispurses.

The other children run about doing the best they could to get rid of all the monsters they can, one little girl conducting the whole thing like she was born for it, it made my eyes fall to Marcus. “That's your little girl?” I question, gently pointing to the girl on the screen, Marcus hums with a proud smile. “She’s smart, brave too.” I smile watching as she points Meria at a new monster. My sunshine child grinning like she’s having the time of her life and nods before running after the monster. My eyes widen as she’s suddenly launching herself at a monster spear first, “Now I definitely didn’t teach her that.” I accuse Marcus, the man laughs with that same smug smile. “I know a thing or two about spears, it just so happens Meria wanted to work on her spear rather than her martial arts.” He shrugs as if just moved a block from one place to another, “Smug bastard.” I kiss my teeth nudging him with my shoulder before turning my eyes back to the screen.

I laugh seeing a small child on top of a giant metallic shark, no doubt Shark Boy and Lava Girl’s little gremlin. But all seems to stand still as Marcus’s little girl balances herself on a tightrope made of one kid’s arm, over an open pit no less. My eyes flicker between the screen and Marcus, worry iched over his face as he stands and gets closer to the screen. The girl leads two monsters onto the rope, but my heart plumments when she signals for the rope to drop. My mouth falls open as I watch her fall, only for the kid with the stretchy arms to catch her. “Holy shit, Marcus! Your kids got some balls.” I exhale sharply, pressing a hand to my beating heart.

With all the monsters gone the kid in the wheelchair is finally able to finish the piece of hardware to stop the take over. Over for the baby alien to knock right from their hands, it falls into one of the pits landing at the bottom. I’m honestly surprised it didn’t break. The stretchy arm kid goes to grab it but it is too far down, the next thing I know Blinding Fast’s kid is jumping down the pit. His slowed time softing the fall for him to land safely and grab the drive. “Slow and steady wins the race huh, Blinding?” I tease, the man turns to look at me with a sheepish smile, “Yeah, guess you're right.” he chuckles. “Of course I am.” I snark, watching as another kid pops from nowhere.

That kid pops down to fetch Blinding’s kid only to fly back up with him in hand. The stretchy kid is then able to trade out the dash boards. “That's our cue!” Marcus grins, my eyes go wide as the room starts to shake the adults walking to the door of the cell. I get to my feet and follow after them, careful to watch where I step as a light blinds me. The heroes along the line strike a pose and I merely stand there, Marcus elbows me and I let out a sigh before crossing my arms.

The child alien smiles as she talks to children, telling them the purpose of this test. Marcus being the man he is, coughs over to Miracle Guy when she mentions how past heroes have used their powers to fuel their egos. “HA!” I laugh pointing a finger at him, only to revive a hard tap to the back by Marcus. Seconds later platforms rise to fill the holes in the floor but I don’t wait for them, lightning strikes down consuming me before striking again closer to Meria. I fall to my knees and wrap my arms around her. An overwhelming sense of relief floods me as I hold her. Her unnatural body heat warming me up, “God I love you.” I breathe out, “You scared me!” She snaps pulling away. “Sorry Sunshine, I got… carried away.” I mumble. She doesn’t need to know the cruelty in the world, not when it isn’t directed at her.

“Soo,” She draws out looking over my shoulder, glancing behind me I see Marcus and his family looking over at us. I sent her a small smile, “It’s alright, go.” I encourage jerking my head over in their direction. Meria grins before bouncing over to their family, something that despite how hard I try, I can’t give her. I sit back on the floor watching her face light up as Marcus praises her and Anita pats her shoulder. Marcus spares a glance over to me before looking back down to Meria, he leans down and whispers something in her ear. Whatever it was she then turns and runs back over to me, I don’t even get a word out before she yanks me to my feet and dragging me over to the small family.

I felt my face heat up a little as Marcus smiles at me, ushering me over as the girls giggle with one another. “Thanks Marcus,” I whisper watching as the girls babble along to Anita, “You can thank me by letting me take you out to dinner?” He prompts. I felt my cheeks flare wildly before a smirk slipped onto my lips, “Is the leader of the heroics actually asking the city’s best villain out on a date?” I tease. “I guess he is.” He chuckles.

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[tomdutch]

is it though 😭 like did the creators truly intend for it to be an app for kids bc i swear it was promoted like the absolute opposite. sure it didn’t advertise like porn on it but vine didn’t either and there still were 6 second pornos bc freaks will find any way possible to hypersexualise a platform for monetary gain at best and usually just to be freaks.

regardless the “tiktok is only for minors” ship sunk in 2020. it hasn’t been a safe space for kids in a long ass time, if anything it’s become a clout claw machine for grown adults and a thirst trap for the rest of them.

it’s up to parents to monitor what their kids are able to access online, but at some point, their authority is obsolete. and even if you manage to completely control your kids’ internet use at home, it does nothing besides making them resent you and find slicker ways to get around rules. they can still go online at school, which they’re at for most of the day anyway, and talk to friends who have more “freedom” on the internet. socialisation via the internet isn’t just something confined to a kid’s phone or tablet at home, western culture is completely saturated with social media.

and i wish tiktok/social media was the only problem, but of course real life men still are the biggest one :)

how anyone lets their kids go on tiktok is beyond me like my friend sent me a video of a girl sewing a cute lil dress and the comments are full of teenage boys saying “it’s bubblegum pink” with dozens of thousands of likes ……. men socializing boys is the most disgusting, vile phenomenon to witness. i could never birth boys lmao

how is a mother supposed to live her life in this day and age knowing her young son and daughter are even exposed to this type of misogynistic, hyper-sexualized culture that’s immediately rewarded by thousands of likes and comments, much less participating in this culture themselves until it’s rotten away at their brain by the time they’re fucking seniors in high school 🧍🏽‍♀️

and yes i’m only mentioning mothers bc grown men, fathers and uncles and male authority figures, are the ones responsible for male socialization. i can’t count on both hands the number of times i’ve seen my own male relatives “joke” and praise their young sons for making crude, sexual remarks abt girls and women.