#They were good together for a time

[roguepen]

Jack / Lucina content and one-shot preview under the cut

Look- this is going to be a long story. I have scenes I want to put in that are not drafted. Enjoy this. Know it could change in edits.

Birth of Alex - Jack’s POV

Lucina and I knew nothing about babies and now that he was born it seemed like a terrible idea in hindsight. The Healer seemed mildly concerned at our combined lack of knowledge on the holding of the minutes old baby boy. Who I already loved beyond all expression, it's ridiculous - I do not know this baby but he's clearly got Lucina's ears and the pert set of her chin and I'm completely gone - the rest of him looks like me, poor thing.

Newborns were generally a bit ugly, but this baby boy was the most handsome, perfect of infants. His head was a bit bruised, perhaps too pointed -that went away right? We didn’t manage to mess him up on the day he was born, right?

By the Twelve, we probably had. At least we were not going to drop him - we were not that incompetent.

“I thought you wanted to name him after your father?”

Lucina blinked slowly as I sat down next to her and passed her the bundle of fresh newborn baby as she bit her lip thoughtfully. “I… don’t think he looks like a Callum.”

“Ainsley then?” I brushed my finger over the boy’s cheek and watched his mouth twitch. “It might please your aunt.”

I would die for him. No questions asked. He would grow up happy and safe, even if I did not live to see it.

Lucina shook her head, her long blonde hair falling moving slightly along the pillow. “No, that sounds nice, but I don’t like it much.”

I exhaled slowly, “Maybe we should have made a list.”

“No. We name the baby something that fits him, not try to make him something he’s not.”

I reached out to Lucina, wordlessly offering to hold him again so she could rattle off a few more names.

“I thought about Alistair, Uncle Tavish’s son, you remember him? Something strong, I think.” Lucina paused. “He seems willful.”

The result of twenty-eight hours of labor being described as willful seemed an understatement.

“That’s a Graves trait, you’ve met my parents.”

Lucina giggled, her face was pink and radiant and the early morning sun was beginning to rise and peer through the window and- she’s an absolute vision.

“Alexander.”

“Hm?”

“His name.” Lucina smiled, tired in a way I was not sure I could ever understand as she lay back on her pillows. Her slender, pale hand reaching out towards me, beckoning me and our son back to her. “I don’t want to inflate Alistair’s ego too much, and Alexander is a nice strong name on its own.”

I grinned wryly, “None of those in the family. I like it. Middle name?”

Lucina looked at me and the smile on her face was so sweet and open that I would have kissed her if I was not concerned I would crush baby Alexander before his paperwork was filled out and formalized.

“Theodore.”

“Mine? You sure about building my ego up like that?”

Lucina nodded, “Alexander Theodore Graves. It’s perfect.”

“Just like him.”

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Birth of Audrey- Jack's POV

Having a daughter should not have been different from a son, but there was something so delicate about Audrey. She seemed smaller than Alex had, quicker to open her eyes and focus on me as I held her, despite the fact that I now knew that babies did not have particularly good eyesight, it was the idea that she saw me that squeezed my heart. Audrey had her mother’s eyes, almond shaped and a head of dark hair. Such a beautiful baby girl.

Lucina and I had debated names for several minutes while Alex looked over the newborn with a curious stare while she lay quietly in my arms. He was a handsome lad, I did not see much of Lucina in him but he seemed to favor her father. In short, Alex looked more like an Ainsley than a Graves, despite all of Lucina’s assertions otherwise.

By the Twelve we made pretty babies.

Lucina claimed Ophelia was a beautiful name, I retorted that this baby was already too sweet natured to be compared to my battle-axe of a mother.

I proposed if we wanted to use a name from my side of the family, my great-grandmother Audrey seemed a reasonable idea - a noted philanthropist and not a famous family battle-axe.

Lucina tested the name a couple of times before nodding in approval. “Middle names?”

Oh, this would be a struggle. I was still a no on anything from my mother - Audrey Ophelia rolled off the tongue terribly in any case. Audrey Anne had too many A’s… I had toyed with Rebekah, but I did not feel it was a good idea to invite the strangeness of Rebekah Graves to my baby girl. She would have a simpler life than my great-great grandmother, and Rebekah’s outspoken politics were not something to invite into my growing career through the name of our daughter, and I would not offend Lucina by naming our baby girl after my family’s parselmouth ancestor. There was too much going on in Britain and too much controversy to open that door for scrutiny.

I had been looking at the family tree for ideas and virtue names were a bit common but… Something strong. Defined. I don’t want her to go too far, I want her constantly in my arms…

“Constance.”

“What?”

“Audrey Constance Graves.” I shrugged and caressed her downy black hair before bringing her up to kiss her forehead. “She’s a constant thread tying us all together.”

And she’s never leaving my sight - there will be no boys.

"Where did that come from?"

“Have you been throwing bones again?” Alex raised an eyebrow, looking far older than a nine-year-old should. I thought he would be a little dumb until he was twenty-five or so, but sometimes he reminded me distinctly of an old man. Lucina said he was an old soul, I was not sure what else one could call a kid who liked to read newspapers with his apple juice in the morning. Old soul might have been the politest terminology for this phenomenon.

“Only on full moons.”

“Jack!”

“What? I need to see them.”

If anything happened to either of my children, there would be hell to pay.

[anna-scribbles]

this was how my first day went btw

[chloesimaginationthings]

Sorry poppy,, IT’S SECRET OF THE MIMIC TIME!!

[red-moon-at-night]

okay the whole vase is great but something about Helen sitting on Aphrodite's lap as she wraps one arm around her shoulder and brushes her leg with her hand, staring into her eyes like that... as she is persuading Helen to go with Paris (while Peitho aka persuasion stands behind them) is so incredibly iconic.

and gay. toxic yuri, if you will.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

When in doubt, Soup it out.

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[forestgreenlesbian]

The Price of Salt, or Carol by Patricia Highsmith

[just-null]

i am literally on my KNEEEEEESSSSS. please please make more yandere hantengu clone art.. i don’t care if you don’t color it in or if it’s just a simple sketch PLEASE 😞

is the threat directed at you??? at others??? at something else??? do you even want to find out??? You'll probably be okay if you get back home before dark and make it up to him.

[laddertek]

etho said actually you _don't_ understand the intricacies of how tango is my boyfriend and bdubs is my ex

(and how tango and bdubs kiss too)

Scar: We went on that little adventure, you know! Etho: Yeah, yeah, we had our adventure, that's true, that's true. Scar: You disparaged your teammates. That's it, all right, no more spoilers. Etho: (laughs) Our team has -- our team has some weird dynamics this -- this season. Cleo: (overlapping) Really, Etho? Is there trouble in paradise? (pause) Who's third-wheeling with you, again? I can't remember. Etho: (laughs) Uhh. The -- Cleo: Genuinely can't remember. I know it's you and Bdubs. And...Tango? Tango. Tango. Etho: (loudly) Why -- Why is Tango the third wheel? Why -- why isn't Bdubs the third wheel? Cleo: Because it's you and Bdubs. I'm sorry. I understand how that relationship goes. Etho: (dissatisfied) Hmm.

[evercelle]

2024 art summary! it sure has been a year

[liesmultixxx]

Perseus Jackson be serious for once challenge 💀

(who doesn’t love a good old fashioned date in the deepest, darkest pits of hell? so romantic 😍💐)

[dear-ao3]

good evening everyone. ive been put in charge of watching my tiny fluff ball dog for an undisclosed amount of hours and she is convinced there is a bug in my apartment. there is no bug as far as i can tell. she's just small and scared.

[criticalamityz]

come out

[stardustamaryllis78]

From a pawn

To a daughter he would protect with his life

And look at the difference in the smile and facial expression of Aaravos. You can see how much softer he is in the season 7 opening.

I love them so much 😭💖

[felsicveins]

Burnt bridges

[momentomori24]

THEY ARE SO INSUFFERABLE AND HORRIFIC AND AWFUL BUT SO AMAZING AND DORKY AND THIS PART IS SO UNFAIRLY FUNNY AND CUTE AND WHOLESOME-- PLEASE, PLEASE HAVE MORE SCREENTIME IN S2. PLEASE LET THEM TAKE OVER THE SHOW. I KNOW THEY'RE HORRIBLE PEOPLE BUT I NEED MORE OF THE VEES.

And the most important scene of them all (to me):

First of all, how is Vox doing that. Second, you just know that these two douchebags are going to bang so hard with Alastor getting his ass kicked replaying in the background after this. I hate them so much.

[larrylimericks]

29Jan25

In Cali, we’re high at the sight: “An old friend of mine’s here tonight!” With the boys of Bus 1 A healing’s begun— Bitter ends turning sweet feels so right.