#adoption story

[cheerfullycatholic]

[dosesofcommonsense]

Awesome!!

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Speeding Bonds: A Sainz Siblings Story

This is my first F1 fanfiction, and I'm excited to share it with you all! It's a bit short, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. Your feedback means a lot to me, so if you like what you read, let me know! If there's interest, I'll definitely add more to the story. Thanks for taking the time to check it out!

Character: Name: Ji-min Sainz Age: 23

Background: Ji-min was adopted from South Korea into the Sainz family when she was just a baby. Growing up in Spain, she was immersed in Spanish culture but always felt a connection to her Korean roots. She has a warm relationship with her adoptive family.

Ji-min discovered her passion for music at a young age and pursued it fervently. She auditioned for a talent agency in Barcelona and was selected to be a part of a five-member girl group called "Eclipse." Despite her busy schedule as a K-pop idol.

Meanwhile, her older Carlos Sainz Jr. was making a name for himself in the world of Formula 1 racing. Their paths rarely crossed due to their different careers and lifestyles, but Ji-min secretly followed Carlos's races, feeling proud of his achievements yet also envious of the attention and recognition he received.

As Ji-min's popularity as a K-pop idol soared, she kept her family background a secret, fearing that it might overshadow her own accomplishments and potentially cause unwanted attention. However, deep down, she yearned to connect with her brother.

The story:

SMS

Ji-min: Hey Carlos, it's Ji-min. Hope you're doing awesome today! 🌟

Carlos: Ji-min! What's up, little sis? 😄 Everything good on your end?

Ji-min: Yeah, all good here! Hey, I was actually wondering... would it be cool if I came to one of your races? I've been dying to see you in action, big bro! 🏎️💨

Carlos: Of course it's cool, Ji-min! I'd love to have you there cheering me on. But... are you okay with everyone knowing we're family? I mean, it's kind of a big deal to go public with this stuff.

Ji-min: Totally cool with it, Carli! I've been wanting to shout it from the rooftops for ages. 😄 Plus, I'm super proud of you, big bro! Let's show the world what the Sains siblings are made of!

Carlos: Haha, you're the best, Ji-min! Thanks for always having my back. 😊 Alright then, I'll hook you up with a pass for the race. Get ready for the full VIP treatment!

Ji-min: Woo-hoo! VIP treatment, here I come! 🌟 Thanks a million, Carli. You're the best big bro a girl could ask for!

Carlos: Anytime, Ji-min! Can't wait to see you at the race, little sis. Get ready for some serious fun!

Ji-min: Counting down the days big bro! Vamos!

The day of the race:

At the Australian Grand Prix 2024

Ji-min made her way through the bustling crowds, the sun beating down on her as she walked. She was dressed in a simple sundress, a soft pastel blue that fluttered gently in the warm breeze. The fabric flowed loosely around her figure, offering comfort and ease as she navigated through the throngs of people.

A pair of oversized sunglasses shielded her eyes from the bright sunlight, partially concealing her face and adding a touch of mystery to her appearance. She pulled her hair back into a loose ponytail, strands of dark hair framing her delicate features.

Despite the casual attire, Ji-min moved with a graceful confidence, her steps light and purposeful as she weaved her way through the crowd. She kept her head down slightly, avoiding direct eye contact to minimize attention as she made her way towards the VIP area.

Occasionally, she caught snippets of excited chatter from nearby fans discussing the upcoming race and the drivers competing in it. Ji-min couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through her veins as she neared the entrance, her heart pounding with anticipation.

As she reached the designated entrance for VIP guests, Ji-min took a deep breath, her excitement bubbling beneath the surface. With a confident smile, she presented her pass to the security personnel and stepped inside, ready to witness her big brother's momentous victory firsthand.

Her eyes scanning the crowd for any sign of her brother. She was so absorbed in her search that she didn't notice the people around her, her gaze moving to her phone screen as she typed out a message to Carlos.

"Hey Carli, just arrived. Where are you? "

Lost in her phone, Ji-min didn't notice the figure approaching until it was too late. With a sudden jolt, she collided with someone, nearly dropping her phone in the process.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed, looking up to see who she had bumped into.

Standing before her was none other than Lando Norris, one of the drivers competing in the race. Ji-min's eyes widened in surprise, recognizing him instantly from his racing gear and signature smile.

Lando grinned apologetically, his blue eyes sparkling with amusement. "No worries! "

Ji-min nodded, feeling a blush creeping up her cheeks. Sorry for not paying attention."

Lando chuckled, waving off her apology. "Not a problem at all." giving her a friendly nod before continuing on his way.

As Ji-min watched him disappear into the crowd, she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement coursing through her veins. Little did she know, her encounter with Lando was just the beginning of an unforgettable day at the races.

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Ji-min's heart raced as she finally spotted her brother amidst the hustle and bustle of the Ferrari garage. Carlos stood surrounded by his team, his familiar smile lighting up his face as he greeted them with enthusiasm.

"Carli!" Ji-min exclaimed, weaving her way through the crowd until she reached him. "There you are! I've been looking all over for you."

Carlos turned towards her, his eyes lighting up with delight as he caught sight of his little sister. "Ji-min! I'm so glad you made it!" he exclaimed, pulling her into a tight embrace.

Wrapped in her brother's arms, Ji-min felt a rush of warmth and contentment wash over her. It had been too long since they last saw each other, and she cherished every moment they spent together.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," Ji-min replied, pulling back to look at Carlos with a beaming smile.

They spent the next few minutes catching up, exchanging stories and sharing laughs as they soaked in the atmosphere of the race day. Ji-min couldn't help but feel a surge of pride as she watched her brother interact with his team, his passion for racing shining through in every word and gesture.

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[kalcium-yippee]

Just wanna say rip to the embryos who were in utero w me. Yall were the first real ones. Never saw my hungry ass coming😋🙏

[bejeweled-wahlberg]

How Did Marissa Kratt Got Adopted by Jon and Harley

WARNING: this is only just for Au purposes there will be mentions of Abandonments and abuse and I would also like to add that Martin irl wouldn’t do this again this is just for AU purposes

September 23rd 2013

5 year old Marissa Kratt was just walking with her dad Martin and when they arrived at the dumpster he told Marissa that he’ll be back he’s just gotta go get Gavin,Ronan and Raye to help him take out the trash and so Martin went into his truck and drove off never to be seen again but he never came back. All day Marissa was just shivering cold so she took a nap on the garbage until That’s when Jon founded the 5 yeah old laying in the garbage and that’s when she woke up to see jon saying “hey are you okay?” And Little Marissa was crying she said No she misses her dad,Mom and her brothers and sister and that’s when Jon told little Marissa that she can be part of his family so they went to the farm house and as soon as harley got home he saw that Jon brought home and Harley asked “Jon why is there a girl on our couch?” And Jon said “oh this is Marissa she’s gonna be part of our family now I founded her in some garbage” “You what now?” Harley said in confusion “I founded her in some garbage her mom and dad abandoned her” Jon said to Harley while trying to give some food to Marissa and that’s when 4 year old phineas who also went to the store with Harley and got an bob the builder action figure and saw the girl on the couch and said SHE CAN BE MY SISTER PLEASE DAD AND BUBBA and in which they did agree to take in Marissa

And so on October 14th 2013 Jon and Harley adopted Marissa Kratt and she became a Knight-Rodriguez family member ever since but she still kept her last name tho

So that’s the history of how Jon and Harley adopted Marissa

Stay Tuned for HOW HENRY HART GOT CHICKEN MERCURY

[tangledrootsparanormal]

Part 2

I'm not quite sure how to start a story that has pledged my family for 3 generations, so forgive me if I seem to bounce all over the place. My part of this story begins when I was 4-5 years old. I am taken care of by my grandparents,  they live in a cute, modest home in California. This home has a beautiful pool, this pool becomes my sanctuary. To this day, I am still drawn to water. This pool is where my abilities started. I remember a man who would always visit me when I was swimming. The first time I saw him I was roughly 4 or 5. I was swimming underwater and saw legs and feet dangling in the pool like someone was sitting at the edge with their feet in the water. For some reason, this person still had their shoes on. Shiny black shoes, the kind people wear when they're getting dressed up. I don't remember talking with him that day, but I saw those shoes often.

[kittensoftpaw]

MyKitty

He’s my dapper lil man-

Yes he has a surname of his own, I like giving my pets proper names, bc it’s both cute and respectful ^^

His Adoption Story

So story with him, once upon a time I decided I wanted a kitten, specifically a Black Cat/Kitten, bc as a (Eclectic) Witch I know they’re Good Luck, supposed to ward off evil.

I tried the Animal Shelter, they had a few but then wouldn’t allow me bc my Apartment Building, for those who’re Disabled sadly requires cats have their front claws removed.

I get it, it’s wrong, but those are the rules!

Anyway so I called the Vet that my bio mom’s cat went to, bc I saw an advertisement about kittens available- I asked if there was any black kittens available? They said yes! And that he had two calico (or was it tortoiseshell?) sisters! But I wanted the black one, the boi.

So after that me and my friend (at the time) drove to the vet, but it was closed. :-(

But then sometime later (day or days?) my bio mom called and said at the vet there was a black kitten for sale/adoption- it was the same kitten as before!

So I came to see him- and when he was on the counter he hissed at this other kitten (maybe his sister?) it was so cute X-3

Anyway I adopted him, named him and he goes to that same vet now for his checkups/shots.

He was 4 months old when I adopted him, he was born in August, I thiiink like August 10-12 or so? Either way he’s a Leo (fitting). August 2011.

And yes he got his front claws removed, but also fixed in the same day, bc he was little he’s never known anything else- and he still “scratches” things, getting his gland scents on things. Oc if my apt didn’t have those rules, I’d never declaw, but it’s the way it is.

Love him so much- even if he’s naughty sometimes, like how he takes extreme personal offense if I have the audacity to Sneeze or even have a snuffy nose (which is why when I’m sick he is NOT allowed in my room)

Here’s a few recent rl photos of him:

[mycatgoose]

How did you and goose meet?

I was looking for an orange-haired buddy who could keep me company in my flat, and Goose was looking for a nice warm house and a lot of food (and mugs to steal tea from). He was waiting in a nearby shelter from which I picked him up!

He is originally from a different place in my country, but they move the animals around to make sure all shelters have enough on offer. So I am super lucky he was placed near where I live! I had been looking for a cat for about 2 months when I adopted him.

''Fun'' fact, when I was on the bus on my way home from the shelter with Goose in his basket next to me, I grabbed my phone to take my first every picture of him. I noticed I got an email from uni - it was the 'so there's this new thing called COVID-19 all classes are online until further notice' email. I knew COVID was a thing while I was looking for Goose, but it hadn't arrived in my country when I started perusing the shelter websites. Accidental great timing that I got him right before all the lockdowns started. Online classes are much more fun with a cat on your lap.

[robertalaurie]

Shut Up and Listen: Why I Identify As an Adoptee

I hadn’t started to think of myself as an “adoptee” until recently. I was just me. My biological father died before I was born. My biological mother showed varying degrees of interest and disinterest in me at variable intervals throughout my life. My grandparents though, by the time they were legally able to adopt me at 14, were my parents, my only parents. Am I grateful to my adoptive parents…

[adoptiondetectivejudithland]

A Love Note in the Attic Addressed to Me

“I found an unmarked, dusty old cardboard box in my mother’s attic. It was full of mementos, souvenirs, old letters, family heirlooms, newspaper articles, and postcards. At the bottom of the box was a faded envelope with a note addressed to me. The paper was brittle, and the writing looked amateurish as if it had been written by a child many years ago.” Judith Land  “Unbreakable family bonds are…

[cheerfullycatholic]

Almost Aborted: Hope's story

[icelynodette]

Adriene Taylor 3 Years Oregon Zoo 2008

[jodielandons]

Remember The Blind Side starring Sandra Bullock? The movie showed how a kid who had an extremely rough upbringing got help from the family of a school friend, found success in football and ultimately ended up being adopted by the family. Turns out he was never adopted.

Michael Oher says that he was tricked by the Tuohy family into signing documents that made them his conservators. Since he was already 18 at the time the family told him, “that it means pretty much the exact same thing as 'adoptive parents,' but that the laws were just written in a way that took [his] age into account.”

Oher also says that papers were signed so that his story and likeness were given away for free to use in The Blind Side. He also never got a single royalty check for the hugely successful, Oscar nominated film in the 14 years since its release.

[raynewolferune]

DC x DP Prompt: Bruce is bad at emoting but at least ghosts are empathic (too bad bat kids are not)

Was reading Twincognito on AO3 when I stumbled across this gem again:

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" “Danny, Tim. I was just…checking in. Is everything alright?” Curse his inability to make meaningful conversation when it wasn’t a life or death situation.

They glanced at each other and shrugged.

Then Danny hauled himself out of the bed and walked over to Bruce.

Bruce tried not to let too much excitement show on his face. "

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Now I really want to read a story where Bruce adopts Danny post Meta trafficking and is being his usual emotionally constipated self. His kids keep getting mad at him because he's treating their new meta brother who was trafficked poorly (generally being stilted in conversation with him, walking away hurriedly mid-conversation, avoiding Danny when he's feeling really awkward, etc). They think Bruce is discriminating against Danny for being a civilian, meta, dealer's pick, but really it's just Bruce being horribly socially awkward. Danny knows this because of ghost empathy and find the whole thing hilarious. The whole thing comes to a head with the Bat Kids staging an intervention in the Bat Cave.

[tangledrootsparanormal]

Family trees have twists and turns, branches that bend and break, but it is in the complexity of their growth that the true beauty and resilience of a family's story is revealed.

[taco-rambles]

DC XDP prompt: Danny falls out of a portal literally into Batmans arms in a JL meeting.

Feel free to play with this. I probably will write more, but I'm STUCK and don't know how to write the JL or anyone else for that matter.

XXX

The Justice League meeting had gone very well. For once there were no major crisis from anyone attending, and all of the regular members of the league were in attendance. A few of the second row hero’s had begged off for one reason or another, but nothing that was a threat of any real kind.

Batman was wary, and on edge as the meeting wrapped up. It was never this simple, it just couldn’t be. There was always some kind of threat to keep an eye on, but the worst thing that had come up during the meeting were routine security updates.

No one else seemed to be on edge from the far too calm, routine meeting, and Bruce had just about convinced himself that it was really just one of those meetings where nothing outrageous would happen. It was ideal even…

Then the alarms went off, in the specific modulation that indicated a magical incursion.

Batman wasn’t the only one who’s hands went to weapons when the portal materialized above the meeting room table only a moment after the alarm went off. Swirling lazarus green had him ready for the fight even as the rest of the league went into defensive positions around the incursion.

“What…” Flash started to ask about a minute later when nothing had happened yet, the alarms still blaring.

That’s when something came flying out of the portal, at speed, back first.

Batman had a split second to decide to attack… or not. A split second to try to process the impressions and decide if this was an attack.

The portal closed as he cradled the small body that had crashed into his arms, the alarms silencing a moment later as the rest of the league tried to catch up, all of them wondering if this was some new threat.

Batman looked down at the child in his arms, a boy in his mid teens and small for his age, with white hair framing a frighteningly familiar looking face, gently pointed ears, and fangs in a mouth that gasped for breath against pain. The eyes were closed, twisted tight as the child clutched at his chest and belly, holding together severed flesh that leaked lazarus green blood from a clinical and too regular wound. Fingers tipped with small claws spasmed, tears coming from closed eyes.

“Batman?” Wonder Woman asked, Diana’s voice filled with concern as Bruce wrapped the child in his arms and stood up from where he had been knocked on his ass catching said child.

“Call down to medical. Severely wounded unknown,” he snapped, moving towards the door, only to stop as there was a flash of light in his arms, and the child suddenly gained a solid weight that was closer to human. The blood dripping from passed out hands was now brilliant red, fingertips blunt with chewed nails, the boy’s skin going from pale white to… a healthier tone.

Bruce consciously stopped cataloging his observations then, swiftly making his way to medical. Whatever this boy was, whether he intended to tug at Batman’s heart the way he was or not, was severely wounded and needed medical attention immediately.

He could process it all, and wonder why a child looking exactly like Damian Wayne had been thrown into his arms through a lazarus portal later.

XXXXX

An hour later, after a discreet call to his youngest just to be sure, Bruce watched the now sedated child in the medical cot, working on trying to face match the databases and find out if the child came from earth or not.

The searches primarily turned up Damian Wayne. Bruce knew for certain this child was not his son, but he was also running a DNA analysis because this Might be his son. It made a disheartening amount of sense for this boy to be another version of Damien, perhaps from another dimension, or some manner of clone, or perhaps Talia had simply hidden another child of his away… Bruce needed to narrow down the possibilities, to find the truth.

Of course, it was equally possible that this boy was some manner of mimic, taking on a form that would ensure his safety in unknown environment, a shape shifter intentionally injuring himself in order to infiltrate the Watchtower. Though that last theory didn’t make sense for a number of reasons. Most shape shifters would be secure enough in their abilities to simply try to mimic someone who already had access to the watch tower, to say nothing of the boy’s dramatic entrance.

Batman wasn’t thinking logically. Bruce couldn’t simply leave the boy here though. Not until he knew more, everything relevant by preference. The thought that this might be his son in any way was enough to keep him near, but he could already tell he was compromised.

He had already informed Diana and Clark, and both of them had agreed that he should stay nearby until they had the situation sorted out.

Bruce had been stuck in a circular though pattern for about fifteen minutes when a green form came into the room, J’onn looking at him calmly.

“Can you find anything out?” Batman asked without preamble, unable to bring himself to observe polite pleasantries when he was so unsettled.

“Nothing beyond surface thoughts. The boy’s mind is static and pain of the emotional kind,” J’onn stated after a moment.

Batman nodded, accepting the answer. J’onn’s abilities weren’t always the answer to everything, could indeed often be a crutch that led to the wrong answers. But they could also give the Justice League a starting point often enough.

“You should rest friend. It is unlikely that the boy will awaken soon…” J’onn cut himself off with a quiet look at the boy. “Or not. He’s coming around.”

Batman watched as the child’s eyes blinked open, drowsy expression turning to the two heros without much recognition. Bruce didn’t let himself react, kept himself in a calm pose even as his mind once more went into overdrive.

The boy had blue eyes, not green like Damian's.