#biological parents

[laenaism]

it’s kind of crazy to me how often people are so quick to downplay Laenor’s father role when it comes to the velaryon boys. i know their bastardy is rumored in the book and pretty much ‘proven’ in the show (even though they don’t actually know for certain bc they can’t do a paternity test lmao), but even if they are bastards, they are still Laenor’s sons. in that case, Laenor would be their adoptive father but that wouldn’t make him any less of their father than if they were his biologically. like imagine if you said to an adopted child, “but who’s your ACTUAL father?” that would be so offensive and cruel to both the child and their father. Don’t get me wrong, they could also acknowledge Harwin as their father, which Jace does in the show, but the complete disregard of Laenor i see in this fandom is WILD! Laenor spent ten years of his life with his sons, he taught them to fish, he sang them songs, no doubt snuck them food (like cake 😉) and told them about his adventures, and yet he’s looked at as ‘inferior’ bc the velaryon boys may not be his biological children 🤨? i know he left in the show, but let’s not act like he had a true choice in the first place. if he tried to stay, no doubt he would’ve been ‘mysteriously’ killed. all of this is to say that i genuinely hope some of y’all don’t go up to adoptive children/parents and go “you’re not actually their child/parent” but i fear some of you would feel inclined to. weird.

anyways, love how fondly Jace spoke of his father Laenor in the latest episode :)

i know f&b/hotd is fictional, but it still irritates me, i needed to rant about this lmao.

[onceuponafosterkid]

I met my bio mom once when I was 15. I remember thinking it was strange that this woman had given birth me and I had never met her before. She told me she loved me, and I didn’t say it back, because how can you love someone you don’t even know? Growing up, my adoptive mom told us horror stories about our birth mom, saying she never wanted us and probably never thought about us. I wondered about her every day. We lost contact, and when I was 18, I got her number. I would try to text her, but it always went one of two ways. She would either ask who I was, and I would have to remind her that I’m one of her daughters. The other times she would text me on accident, thinking I was her granddaughter, and asking me to bring her a beer from the fridge. At the time she lived in Oklahoma, but just recently she moved out here to Denver after her mom passed away. I never met my biological grandmother, or my niece and nephew. My brother knows them all and has a good relationship with everyone and sometimes I get jealous over that. It’s weird that one decision changed my whole life, but it’s like her life just kept going. I’ve always had this empty spot for her, and I don’t know if it’s like that for her. We reconnected recently and now I’m going to see her on Wednesday for the second time ever. I’m nervous. I also just recently changed my name, which is the third name I’ve had in my life. It’s probably stupid, but I want her to like the name I’ve chosen for myself. It’s the last string that connected me to my ex adoptive family, and it feels very freeing to no longer have that name. I’m nervous that my mom won’t like me, which sounds ridiculous. I’m also nervous that she’s going to disappear again. I’m not sure what to expect, so I’m trying to keep an open mind while also protecting myself emotionally. I guess we’ll see how it goes.

[thestreamweaver]

Evan Munroe Theory

Storm is in her 30s, making her 30-39 years old.

Spyke is 15-18 throughout the series.

Possibly in her late teens (18-19), she powered the first version of the Cerebro system, enabling Professor Xavier to locate Logan.

Evan could've been born after she turned 21! Giving her and Logan time to get to know each other and fall in love.

It's very possible... I don't know exactly how it would've happened if it did, just that it's very possible...

In some info, I looked up about X-Men Evolution. There was a tidbit about who Evan is, and it said something very interesting...

Which could mean a bunch of different things. But if my theory about his family tree is correct that would mean that maybe Ororo gave him over to Vivian at birth before she was married and then to keep it hidden she just told her later husband that she'd "had a kid before" which assuming the theory is true would really mean that she had adopted him for her sister...

Or this could have been much darker.........

Another thought I had was, what if Vivian actually dated Logan for a time, but the times he'd disappear and get into fights were disturbing enough for her to break it off... somewhere around that time, she found out she was pregnant, but didn't tell anyone about it... Weapon X had already gotten ahold of Logan and screwed him over so Ororo couldn't kill him. Then later on Vivian met her now husband and they raised Evan together...

When Evan got old enough, Vivian told him the truth about how he wasn't her husband's son, but another man's (let's say she didn't name him for a while).

When he finally did find it the truth, he started acting out because of what he now knew... but all that acting out didn't stop him from wanting to find out more about his biological father and maybe even be closer to him.

I don't know what to think of this myself... but I just put it out there...

[lmsr-lilitu-sephiroth]

Poll for fellow dissociative systems. I just want to figure out what are the more common experiences. It seems like I'm an oddball, with pretty decent parents that life got in the way of me being with.

[theloreofmandy]

These aren't Mandy's real parents. They're just a childless couple that she tricked into believing that they were her real parents. They also happen to be named Phillip and Claire like her real parents.

Here are Mandy's "real" parents. This is a sketch of what they look like. They are both noseless quadruped, horn-haired creatures like she is. Mandy takes a lot more after her biological father than her mother, obviously.

Mandy is a lesser demon dog just like her parents. Lesser demon dogs are more natural-looking and not a hellish-looking as actual demon dogs. Most of them ironically lack visible noses and possess hairless faces.

[gelu-the-babosa-multiversal]

I need to make some hc's for Miko's host parents and bio parents because we have nothing about them... not even about her bio parents...

So I would like to ask anyone who has/had experiences with host parents and maybe with the culture of Tokyo.

I'm here listening for ideas!

Mostly because I want to draw a scenario of both pair parents meeting Cody skdfhkafh

[theshortolivia]

Do you ever wonder who your real parents are

First, thank you for my first ask ever! It’s super cool that I exist to people I don’t face to face know.

I’m gonna assume that by ‘real parents’ you mean biological parents. (Just a note I would try to stop using the term ‘real’ when talking about biological relationships it might offend people). Anyway, I actually do know my biological parents! I have two moms, one of them is my biological mother, and my parents used a non-anonymous sperm donor and artificial insemination to conceive me.

I used to be really uncomfortable about the donor thing as a kid, it weirded me out that there was a stranger involved in my conception. But I love to talk about this now for education purposes and as a fascinating story most people as old as me don’t have to tell (a two mom family having a kid not from a previous hetero marriage in 2000? pretty rare at least where I’m from!) so here’s some further explanation:

When my moms decided they wanted kids they actually chose sperm donation instead of adoption because as a lesbian couple in 2000 Ontario, they would have been pushed to the bottom of the adoption list and it would have been really difficult to get a child basically. So they went with a non-anonymous sperm donor. (This is better than anonymous for a million reasons I could go into another time if you’d like I’d love to talk about it from my perspective as a donor baby!) My moms decided which of them would get pregnant based on who wanted to, health, and family health history. They chose the donor based on a multitude of things: someone who looked like my non-bio mom so I’d look like both sides of the family, someone with good genetics both health wise and characteristic wise (no diseases run in family and family are very smart, creative), and because this donor specifically provided much more information than other did, way more than required. He gave us a video of himself talking about why he chose to do this, family and childhood photos of him, extensive family history including professions and personalities, etc. Then on March 21st 2000 (I’d have to check with my mom but if I remember correctly this is when) at 10am my mom got artificially inseminated and I was conceived. (I think it’s super cool that I know my exact conception date and time btw). Fun (not so fun) fact my moms were common law partners (mostly same legal bindings as marriage in Canada) when I was born but my non-bio mom was not put on the birth certificate out of discrimination (a common law husband to a woman’s biological baby would have been placed on the birth certificate), so, to have legal guardianship over me she had to adopt me. To make things equal my bio mom disowned? me and they both adopted me together! In similar discriminatory fashion, my non bio mother did not originally get granted leave from work and they had to go to court to fight it because a man would’ve. (My parents are trailblazers they’re so cool!)

I can meet the sperm donor if I’d like, he allowed meet ups on his profile at the sperm bank, so once I was 18 I could meet him. I’ve never really cared to though since I don’t see him as anything other than half of my genetic information, i suppose it could be interesting to see what similarities we share since I’m studying genetics but that’s about it. I do think it’s really cool I know my genetics so closely because it’s all written down though. Im half European Jewish on his side and have his eyebrows, and a mix of his and my bio moms hair!

I also know of the other 5 I think? children whose parents used him as a sperm donor scattered around the North America, my parents were in contact with them when I was a baby not not really anymore though, I also don’t really wanna meet them cause they’re strangers to me? Like idk it’d feel kinda weird to make up some connection to them cause we have genetic info in common.

Thanks again for the ask, im pretty much an open book and it’s super cool that I can give my perspective’s answers for questions!

(Sorry this was so long winded and probably disorganized, that’s just how my neurodivergent brain be)

[clemsfilmdiary]

Family History Mysteries: Buried Past (2023, Jonathan Wright)

Family History Mystery #1

1/17/23

[charlesoberonn]

Deadbeat dad whose children want nothing to do with him tells nation's step-parents that their families don't count

[syppys-den]

I love that ^^

contemplating kryptonian fashion once again so clark and his parents doodle

[lilislegacy]

You know how we all love to say Percy and Annabeth are everyone’s parents? Well I literally think their friends treat them that way.

You messed up and now a dark force is out to get you and you don’t know how to handle it? Call Mom (Annabeth). She will know exactly what to do and she’s going to bring research. She’s not gonna let anything happen to you.

You need to go to a really scary monster lair and you’re scared of getting ripped to literal shreds? Call Dad (Percy). He will kick its ass and protect you at all costs. He’s not gonna let anything happen to you.

Feeling overwhelmed after moving? Call Mom. Annabeth will bring homemade cookies, unpack everything in an orderly yet efficient fashion, and then sit down with you, listen, give advice, and then help you make a plan.

Got arrested? Call Dad. Percy will want to know what happened and make sure you’re okay, but he’s not gonna judge or scold you. He’ll pay your bail, take you for ice cream, and then tell you his own stories about getting arrested.

When people need advice about men, they call Annabeth. When people need advice about women, they call Percy. Because who better to ask than the couple who’ve been super happily married for what feels like forever (even if they’ve only technically been dating for 6 years or something).

Dating someone new? Mom and Dad do NOT get to meet them yet. Percy and Annabeth are going to be unnecessarily intimidating (in different ways) and scare the person away SO fast. And if the person somehow passes the test, then Percy and Annabeth are going to go back to bickering and flirting and overall just being so embarrassing.

Mom and Dad are a couple of menaces, but they also know how to handle anything and will always come running if you call.

[onceuponafosterkid]

I want to talk about the relationship between adoptive families, adoptees, and biological families. Sometimes when a child is adopted, the adoptive parents will change the child’s name from their original birth name. This in itself is not a bad thing, however there is a right way and a wrong way to do. My parents changed my entire name in order to hide me from my biological family. I didn’t know my name was changed until three years after I was placed back into foster and I met my biological mom at 15. I wasn’t allowed to know my birth parent’s names, and I had never seen a picture of them either. The other thing that happens way too often is that some, not all, adoptive families will talk bad about their child’s biological family and make them out to be horrible people. As you can imagine this is not only problematic, but harmful for adoptees. I spent the majority of my life believing that my biological parents were bad people because that is what I was told. I was also told that I was unwanted and that’s why my parents lost me. Some biological parents do awful things, and make bad decisions, but that does not automatically mean that they are bad people. It is not within an adoptive parents right to make the decision whether or not their child’s birth parents were bad people, and it is unacceptable to push your opinions about them onto your adoptive child. It is your job to support your child, not to judge their parents. A child who has been adopted is going to have questions about why they were adopted, and where they come from. They have every right to ask these questions and have age appropriate answers to those questions. If you don’t have the answer, it’s okay to tell them that you don’t know. It is not okay to make up stories and lie about who their parents are or what they have done. Adopting a child does not give you the right to destroy a current or future relationship with their birth family. At the end of the day it doesn’t matter what you personally think or feel about their biological family, it matters what your kid thinks and feels. Give them as much information as you can or as is appropriate, and allow them to decide what they feel. It is your job as the adoptive parent to be there for them as they figure out those thoughts and feelings, not to influence, persuade, or manipulate them either negatively or positively. If you can not be a neutral safe space for your adoptive child, then you have no business adopting them.

[oh-dear-so-queer]

In a number of cases, homosexual pairs raise young without being the biological parents of the offspring they care for.

"Biological Exuberance: Animal Homosexuality and Natural Diversity" - Bruce Bagemihl

[theloreofmandy]

I colored in yesterday's Father's Day-themed picture in today because why the hell not? This was too sweet and precious not to.

[noxcheshire]

Back at it again with my Danny is mom coded au’s, but this time it’s because of Clockwork that he suddenly has a whole ass teenage kid.

Clockwork had been bored or maybe he was playing a game against an opponent, or even lost a bet, whatever it was, he stepped in right as Jason was searching for his biological mother.

The DNA that would have registered itself as one Sheila Haywood, confirming Jason’s mother, glitched a terrible green across the screens of the batcomputer.

In those few moments of chaos Jason’s heart beat rapidly as he tried to figure out why the computer wasn’t working, wondering if his only chance to find his mom — his blood mom — would never find success.

Then as suddenly as things went wrong the DNA settled and pinged.

Jason watched, his chest tight, as one Danny C. Works, formerly Danny Fenton appeared onto the big screen.

Danny looked a lot like Jason, short cut black hair more straight than the subtle curls of Jason’s own; deep blue eyes, tired in a way that spoke of long days and nights, but with a warm happiness that made the familiar smile — the one Jason would see on himself every time he looked into the mirror — even more striking.

Jason didn’t linger too long on the male identifying gender, nor the fact his mom leaned more towards a masculine name or clothing.

There were plenty of male to female, and female to male leaning individuals that lived in Crime Alley. He had seen it enough to not even bat an eye at it, even now. After all, in Gotham you minded your business least you find yourself in business you can’t leave.

On a different monitor information of Danny C. Works piled for Jason to quickly browse through.

Danny was a senior engineer, no intimate relationships, and with no close connections to family outside of the tentative calls from Jasmine Fenton.

Danny was estranged from Jack and Madeline Fenton, a falling out that had occurred just a little before Danny’s high school graduation. If Jason calculated it correctly that would have been — around the season Jason himself would have been born.

Okay, so no grandparents then but I might have a maybe aunt. Jason scrolled further and stilled.

Twin toddlers: Dante and Danielle Works.

Jason had baby siblings.

He doesn’t let the sting of younger siblings consume him, doesn’t allow the whispering thoughts of why he had been given up when his younger siblings had been kept and so very obviously loved.

Jason took deep breathes, he didn’t have time to linger here. He had a family to get to, and a family he would get to.

It took almost all night to reach, the starlight night sky slowly and surely fading into cloudy wine as the sun rose, but Jason made it.

And when the door opened to his hesitant but firm knock, Jason was unable to speak. His mom — dad, maybe? Did they want to be mom or dad? — stood in the doorway, brows furrowed in confusion.

It was when Danny spoke his vigilante name did Jason only just realize that he was still dressed to the nine’s in his Robin costume.