#family chaos

[donnalawliet]

Coffee or Tea? (addition to my previous Derek x Five oneshot)

Well, you all enjoyed that first chapter https://www.tumblr.com/donnalawliet/759443098831110144/coffee-or-tea-five-x-derek-oneshot so much, so here's a second chapter! Thank you for all the kind words, comments and likes, it really encouraged me to keep writing. I did my best to include some of your suggestions.

In this second chapter, Derek meets Five's family.

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Slowly, unable to believe his own eyes, Five began to take in his surroundings. Where tall buildings had once stood…only remained ruins. Melted and bent metal littered the broken streets, burning trees barely resembled trees anymore. So much was burning, yet there was no noise.

That was the worst thing. There were no screams of panic, no sirens, no sounds of attempts to extinguish the fire that was trying to swallow the city. Instead, there was silence.

Five broke that silence as he began to cough, the falling ash invading his lungs and taking root somewhere deep inside. Panic overwhelmed his mind to the point that normal thoughts were pushed out and he started running, in the hope that he would reach a safer place. Instead, it only got worse.

“No…“, he whispered breathlessly as he spotted the ruins of the Umbrella Academy, burning like the rest of the city. There they were. His siblings, all of them unmoving and pale. He was back in the apocalypse, in the hell that he had landed himself in. Yet when he tried to teleport, not even one blue spark came up.

With all of his options exhausted, Five started to cry and scream. In the back of his mind he thought that he could hear something, but he was too busy giving his frustrations and fears a voice. Until he was suddenly pulled back.

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“Five!“, Derek exclaimed as he shook his shoulder to wake him up. He had at first tried to only use his voice, but that hadn’t worked. In one moment, they had both been sleeping peacefully in seperate beds, because Five still wasn’t comfortable with so much touching, because their mattress preferences were different and because Five was a blanket hoarder. Then all of the sudden, his partner had screamed as if someone was attempting to rip his heart out.

Rather abruptly, Five’s eyes opened again and he sat up, gasping for air. His eyes were wide with panic, pupils dilated to the point that the green was barely visible and his heart was beating so quickly with adrenaline that it resembled the wings of a hummingbird. For a few moments, it seemed like he didn’t even know where he was. Then suddenly, his expression softened.

“Derek?“, he whispered and Five couldn’t help but sound like a small child, scared of the lightening outside. If he was there, that meant the apocalypse wasn’t.

Derek nodded in response, shifting slightly. He was practically kneeling on the bed next to Five, one leg on the mattress and one on the floor.

“Yeah, I’m here. It was just a dream, I-hmpf!“, he was cut off by Five practically falling into his chest, like a marionette with its strings cut. In that moment, Derek knew that asking questions would result in nothing. Five was obviously exhausted. And even though it was quite unusual for him to want to cuddle, he didn’t stop him.

Only after a few seconds did Derek realise that Five was falling asleep listening to his heartbeat. To make sure he was still alive and would stay that way.

“Goodnight, Mr.Five“, Derek whispered before he closed his eyes again, despite the awkward position he found himself in.

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The next morning, Derek woke up alone. That wasn’t unusual by any means, sometimes Five headed off to work early to get some preparations done. And after that eventful night, talking about feelings was out of the question. They never talked about nightmares or trauma, Five argued that they had their respective therapists for that.

During his morning routine however, he could detect the faint scent of coffee and tea wafting through the appartment. A sign that Five hadn’t left, but had simply gotten up early to prepare breakfast. The thought of that alone was enough to make Derek smile. Instead of taking his time with styling his hair and picking out his outfit, he decided to walk into the kitchen, tying his tie in the process.

“Morning“, Five yawned without looking up from his coffee. He wasn’t really in the mood for talking in the morning, at least not until he had reached his ideal caffeine levels. Which he still hadn’t reached by a long shot.

“Good morning, Mr.Five“, Derek replied with a soft smile and began to look through their mail. The entire atmosphere was deeply comforting. It was lazy, natural and painfully domestic. And it gave his partner a sense of retirement, something that he deeply desired, but could never quite reach.

Five cleared his throat when Derek picked up a letter with really chaotic handwriting. The older man recognised it, but not many other people would.

“It’s an invitation from my idiot brother“, he explained, though there was no real malice, “He wants to have a family dinner or something. With all the kids and partners…it’s stupid.“

His words were a deflection, nothing more. Five couldn’t imagine that his siblings, who he had spent years protecting, really wanted him there. He was just another name on the list, the one everyone hoped wouldn’t show up. At least that was what he told himself. Sometimes his old mind couldn’t comprehend the thought of his family caring about him, not the same way he did.

Derek hummed quietly as he read the words, then looked up at Five. And there it was again, that calm smile of his.

“I think we should go. I would love to meet your family.“

For a few seconds, Five stared at him as if he had just suggested that they should do the hula. It was the same look he had given Luther whenever he had mentioned the moon in relation to the apocalypse…before it had actually caused the apocalypse.

“My family consists of a bunch of lunatics. They’re not…like you. Trust me, you don’t want to deal with all of their collective issues“, Five snorted and took another sip from his coffee. In truth, he was scared of Derek wanting to leave.

Because if he did, he would be alone…again. Five‘s breath hitched slightly when their hands made contact, but he didn’t pull away.

Derek smiled at him, reassuringly, despite the way his heart pounded with excitement. And for just a few moments, they were alone. There was no CIA, no Reginald Hargreeves, no annoying siblings. Just them, peaceful and happy.

“You spend so much time making sure these…lunatics…are safe. It makes me a bit curious of what they’re actually like. Unless you don’t want me there“, he explained, though a hint of fear was present as he uttered the last sentence.

Almost immediately, Five shook his head, which indirectly sealed their fate. But he didn’t care, in the worst case scenario they would just leave shortly after arriving.

“Of course I want you there. Now, could you get me another coffee? I can’t deal with this without caffeine or I will kill someone.“

Derek actually laughed and stood up. This was as close as he would get to Five declaring his love for him and he would take it. His older partner wasn’t really the traditional romantic, but he was fine with that. He wasn’t one either.

“I think the murder look in your eyes does something for me“, Derek teased him lightly while Five finished up his cup. That little attempt at flirting was enough for Five to almost choke on his coffee, all while trying to control the colour of his face.

In a matter of seconds, it turned a flattering shade of burgundy. Five rarely blushed, but whenever he did, Derek was the cause for it.

“Shut up“, he mumbled, though he clearly couldn’t hold back a shy smile.

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A few days later, they made their way to the announced family dinner. Though it was far less formal than what most people would have in mind. The Hargreeves siblings were not the best at picking one specific meal, so takeout dining was the way to go. Which basically meant that the dining room table held everything from pizza to pasta to fried rice. It wasn’t the most aesthetically pleasing dinner, but it did the job and Diego’s kids loved it.

However, that wasn’t the thing that everyone focused on that night.

“Wait…did Five not come alone?“, Luther asked Diego while both of their wives were busy sitting on the couch. They were in charge of plating, with Luther having insisted on it so Sloane could relax. And Lila had then basically pressured Diego into being a gentleman, so he did the same.

Diego slowly shook his head as he watched Five and Derek take each other’s coats off, in complete disbelief.

Klaus was the one that ended up greeting them though.

“Good evening Fivey“, he grinned widely and looked his older brother over, “Mein Bruder, you really look amazing. Love the longer hair.“

Instead of telling Klaus to get lost or shut up, Five brushed his hair behind his ears and straightened up.

“Thank you. Still not sure how I feel about it yet. I prefer you with your shorter hair“ he commented while Derek was busy with redoing his tie, then turned towards him once he was done, “Come on, let’s get some mulled wine.“

Klaus stared at them, speechless until he ran over towards Diego like an excited child. Already, there was something extraordinary for the Hargreeves siblings to focus on and they attacked it like starving wolves.

“Did you see that? Five took a compliment from me and didn’t tell me off!“, he whisper yelled so the aforementioned brother wouldn’t hear.

Diego nodded slowly, not taking his eye off the couple as they sat down on the couch next to Sloane and Lila. It was very strange for Five to be so civil during a family outing.

“Do you think his buddy is another secret serial killer or something? It would explain why he and Five get along so well“, Diego began to theorise, “Or he’s from the Commission. He has shady office guy written all over him.“

In truth, he didn’t think that Derek looked particularly threatening. He seemed like a perfectly nice person that he would pass by in the grocery store without thinking twice. But that didn’t mean anything.

Viktor took that moment to walk into the kitchen, one glass of wine in his hand. He had previously watched the scene from the stairs, but now he was curious.

“Guys, is Five okay? He just laughed at one of Ray’s jokes, even though they’re absolutely terrible.“

They had seen their brother smile before, but this amount was definitely a cause for concern in their books.

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Five was feeling quite comfortable, both due to Derek and the mulled wine by his side. So much so that he actually laughed when Lila commented on his pasty knees that he had shown in the past.

“Those shorts were a crime against humanity more severe than the apocalypse“, Five commented and crossed his legs. He and Derek weren’t holding hands, as that would make him quite uncomfortable, but they were close enough for their shoulder’s to touch.

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Meanwhile, Five’s siblings were still stuck trying to figure the situation out.

“Well, he seems happy, so why don’t we just leave it?“, Viktor asked eventually while helping Luther with the cutlery arrangement.

Diego rubbed his eyes hard. While he appreciated Five not insulting any of them, he was also concerned for him. And maybe part of him was naturally suspicious. Everything in this family was weird and unusual, but never like this.

“The guy seems nice, polite and like a really good friend to Five“, Diego told them quietly and grabbed the nearby Dora the Explorer napkins, “But what if he’s like Leonard? We can’t have that happen again.“

The Leonard and later the Lila incident had been enough to make the entire family wary of new additions. Especially ones that seemed too friendly at first sight. And after some of them had seen how soft Five could be, they wanted him to be truly happy.

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Derek sipped his mulled wine while he and Five listened to Sloane talk about her Italy honeymoon with Luther. He was surprised by how relatively normal the conversations seemed to be.

Sure, Lila was by no means completely normal, but she seemed more occupied with complimenting her daughter’s drawings than with the adult conversations.

“I loved our trip to the mausoleum“, Sloane ranted excitedly, “It was just everything I ever wanted and more. Luther liked the fountain in front of it, we made a wish there every single day.“

“Truly happy for you, Sloane“, Derek smiled, his tone showing that he meant it, “My job makes travelling a bit difficult, but it sounds exciting.“

He looked up when the rest of the family sat down. So far he had only talked to Klaus and the in-laws, but now he would be confronted with the rest of Five’s actual family. Soon enough, he would realise why Five had warned him.

“What do you do for work then, Mister…?“, Diego asked, clearly wanting his name. The way he asked was by no means polite, which visibly annoyed Five. It was a bit reminiscent of a cop in a noir movie leading an interrogation and not in the nice way.

“His name is Derek and he works with me, Diego.“

Five’s tone seemed a bit sharp, he was slightly drunk and wanted to have a good time, without anyone interrupting it. However, his siblings seemed focused on doing exactly that. He didn’t seem to realise that they were doing what he had been doing all those years, just on a much smaller scale. Making sure he was safe and doing well.

“Five, it’s okay. It’s a valid question“, Derek carefully reassured him. He was slowly starting to understand what exactly his partner meant. Five’s siblings were by no means normal. Though he hadn’t grasped the full extent of it just yet.

“Me and Five share a desk. I do a lot  of the paper work, he does a lot of field work, though we do switch sometimes“, he began to explain in an effort to lighten up the mood, “Does that answer your question, Diego?“

Diego hummed, seemingly satisfied for a moment before he frowned.

“Wait…you know my name. Five, what did you tell him about all of us?!“, he sounded a bit panicked when he said that. A good informed potential enemy was a dangerous one, Reginald Hargreeves had always said that.

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While Derek was starting to look a bit uncomfortable with the interrogation, shifting back and forth, his partner was mainly annoyed. Five had wanted a relatively normal evening, nothing more.

But of course, he couldn’t have that. In moments like these, he honestly wondered why he went through all the trouble of protecting his family.

“He had every right of knowing everything that I told him. Derek is more capable than most of you combined, Diego, hence why I live with him, not with you“, Five replied rather sharply, one hand planted firmly on the table. He barely noticed that he had taken a protective stance, ready to defend Derek from his own brother.

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Klaus was the first one to break the silence that came afterwards. He had been looking Derek over, starting at his goofy glasses and ending at the way he did his tie. And even though his siblings often ignored him, he wasn’t stupid. He could see the way that Derek and Five looked at each other, the small invisible gestures that barely registered.

Klaus recognised it, he had once been the same way with Dave when they had started dating. And even though they were past that honeymoon phase now, he still found himself falling into those same patterns when he was around his love. It was a shame that Dave had to stay at home with the cat. A wide grin began to form on his face, one that Five recognised and was a bit afraid of.

“Are you two an item?“, he asked and his grin widened even more, to the point that Klaus resembled the cat from Alice in Wonderland.

“What are you, from the 1940s?!“, Five shot right back, but it didn’t have the desired effect. Instead of making everyone ignore Klaus, everyone stared at them. Inlcuding Allison and Claire, who had just come back from soccer practice. Viktor’s expression softened a bit.

“Five, it’s okay if you are“, Viktor sounded a bit awkward, but he kept pushing forward, “I’m glad that you’re happy.“

For a few seconds, Five was speechless. He was a bit frustrated because of his siblings and that was putting it mildly. But at the same time, he felt relieved by the fact that they knew now. Part of him had been scared that either Derek or his siblings would leave. However, that didn’t seem to be happening. His partner was still sitting next to him and his siblings seemed surprised, but not disgusted. To be expected when they had  a sibling like Klaus. Five coming out of the closet when he was an old man didn’t seem as shocking in comparison.

Derek smiled a bit at the kind words, daring to touch Five’s knee as his partner answered the question with a nod. While he was definitely overwhelmed by the situation, he didn’t feel as though he needed to be afraid.

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Diego cleared his throat a bit. He didn’t seem as aggressive as before, but still a bit worried. So he gestured towards Luther to ask the question that they had formulated together in the kitchen.

Luther frowned, then blushed darkly as he realised how dumb it would sound out loud.

“We just need to make sure…Do you promise that you’re not a sick serial killer or Commission employee sent to assassinate one of us?“

For a few moments, the question hung out in the open like an awkward marriage proposal. Derek glanced at Five, as if to confirm that it was not a joke, then looked at Luther.

“I…I promise.“

He was utterly dumbfounded, unable to form a sarcastic remark this time. So Derek just went for the blunt truth. Five had told him about the Commission once, but hadn’t gone into much detail. And he most definitely didn’t work for them.

“Good“, Lila smirked and stood up, her sleeping eldest daughter in her arms, “Because I’m starving and I really wasn’t in the mood for murder. I’ll just get this little munchkin to bed so we can eat.“

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The rest of the evening went off without any major problems. Slowly but surely, Five was starting to relax again. Because despite his family’s rather chaotic behaviour, Derek seemed to be enjoying himself. He engaged in their conversations, answered questions and overall was just having a good time.

“Did you two meet at work?“, Allison asked curiously while she reached for the fortune cookies. She was half leaning against her husband, who was holding her free hand.

“Yeah, my boss assigned me to him on his first day“, Derek leaned back, not really in the mood for more food, “I started just about a year prior. My former colleague ended up retiring.“

His partner shifted a bit and went to say more, but their conversation was interrupted by one of the twins crying. And naturally, when one began to cry, the other wasn’t far behind. Lila groaned quietly, having just relaxed against Diego’s shoulder. Her husband seemed equally tired and exhausted, because otherwise he wouldn’t have said the following: “Five, could you maybe get that? You’re the only one that Coco tolerates.“

Five blinked slowly, looking at his brother, then at Derek. To his surprise, Derek stood up with him, a small smile on his cheek. He liked children, despite not having any of his own. And even though he and Five had never talked about the possibility of adopting them one day, he certainly didn’t mind looking after Five’s nieces and nephews.

“Okay, I’ll look after your stupid kid“, Five mumbled, but his tone held no real malice. His siblings seemed to notice that as well, because Viktor and Allison looked at him in genuine surprise, while Lila grinned and pinched his cheek.

“Thank you, mate“, she smiled, her accent getting a bit thicker.

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Derek chuckled quietly, which earned him a playful glare from Five as he pulled him along by his sleeve. By checking on Diego’s kids, they would also have the opportunity to talk amongst themselves for the first time in hours.

“I told you they were morons“, Five mumbled under his breath as he rubbed his eyes hard, though he couldn’t hold back a small laugh. He had been so worried that this dinner would ruin everything, so he was overwhelmed with relief.

“They’re…definitely chaotic“, Derek readjusted his glasses slightly before opening the door, “But I don’t mind it. They’re your family. And we’re with the CIA, we’ve had much worse, Mr.Five.“

Five nodded slowly before he decided to focus on the task at hand. It was what he did best after all, his entire job consisted of focussing on small jobs like his life depended on it. Though this time, no one would die if he messed up. Except for his ears maybe.

“Hey Coco, hey Stanley“, he whispered and his voice turned quite soft. Derek had rarely heard Five talk in such a caring way, it took him a bit by surprise.

“Could you tell me what’s going on? I’m your uncle, I’m here to help“, Five reassured the twins as they looked up at him with wide eyes. They looked like they were on the brink of crying again. Instead of a verbal answer, both of them extended their arms towards him. The universal sign of Pick me up.

By no means was Five a toddler expert. But even an idiot would understand what they would have to do next, it wasn‘t exactly complicated. Back when he had met his nieces and nephew for the first time, he had been a bit of a mess. At least he knew the basics now.

Five sighed heavily, realising that he had a problem.

“I can’t carry you both“, he said quietly, then looked over at Derek, “You take Stan, I’m taking Coco, okay?“

Derek nodded immediately. He recognised the tone, it was the same one Five used when they were talking about the execution of a mission plan. And that didn’t leave much time for debate. So in less than a minute, they sat next to each other on the couch, holding one toddler each in their arms. Just like that, the crying stopped. Five let out a deep sigh of relief while one hand rubbed over his niece’s back.

“Sorry for dragging you into this mess“, Five told him in a hushed tone, though he was smiling a bit, “You don’t seem to mind though, do you?“

In the dimmed light of the room, he could see the way Derek held the toddler like he was the most precious thing he had ever come across. That question almost caused him to laugh out loud, but he caught himself.

“No, I don’t mind“, Derek carefully brushed Stan’s hair into place while leaning back to get comfortable, “But I think we’re going to be here for quite a while.“

In a situation like this, standing up became practically impossible. All that was left to do was to accept their fate. A few minutes into silence, Five carefully extended his free hand until he found Derek’s next to him. The three magic words remained unspoken, but Derek heard them nonetheless. He could hear them in the way Five looked at him, in the way their fingers brushed against each other, in the way they made each other coffee or tea.

In their own way, they loved each other.

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If you liked it, leave a like or a comment. It really makes my day and encourages me to keep going. Also, I would have an idea for another smaller additional chapter, set during Season 4. It could also have some angst if that‘s what you want. Would you be interested in that?

If you are, let me know!

Until next time,

-Donna Lawliet

[lukas-broken-bow]

I’ve spent the last three weeks staying with my 80-year-old grandparents and it has been a massively wild experience for me, so here’s a list of things that have happened:

we watched all three hatchetfield musicals and they enjoyed all of them. my grandma’s favourite was paul and her only complaint was that max jägerman called people ‘bitch’ too prolifically for her taste.

they got home from a party at midnight and made an awful lot of noise so I turned up at their door and just said “you’re scaring the hoes” (the hoes, by the way, are my dog, alhaitham, who needs her sleep).

they have had sex multiple times. I am two rooms over and the walls are thin. once again, they are both 80 years old.

I asked my grandmother if she had any playing cards on hand and instead of answering she pulled out a massive plastic bag of aeroplane essentials (including playing cards) from an airline that shut down in 1991.

speaking of alhaitham, they bought her so many dog treats she has gained nearly three kilos (she’s a rather big dog so I’m not too worried) which is an issue I will deal with later.

every year they apparently go to switzerland to get swiss cheese and since I’m fluent in french, they made me call the cheese place and order four vacuum packed half wheels of raclette and two kilos of sliced vacuum packed raclette. then they went to switzerland solely to pick up the cheese.

my grandfather cooked steak so much it turned green, lost his credit card to a hungry atm, and got his hearing aid stuck in his ear. this was all in the span of twelve hours.

I accidentally ate some of my grandfather’s shaving foam because he left it on a plate and I thought it was whipped cream.

we went to a musical and it was so different from the last time it played here (in the 1980s) they felt the need to go up to the people at the merch stand and ask what the fuck was going on. the merch stand people, understandably, did not know.

conclusion: my grandparents are cool as fuck but also absolutely mad in every definition of the word. thank you for coming to my tedtalk.

[dlea203]

Family Chaos for the wip tag game👀👀

Good choice @coraphoenix ☺️💗! It's a story trope that I've been meaning to explore for a while and there are already quite a few paragraphs written, but it's nowhere near finished yet😅! And there's another (big) problem... it's not translated😬😔😅!

BUT luckily, I tried to translate a section of the story with Deepl once, to test out how good it works, so I can give you that. I hope you enjoy☺️!

Inevitably, her eyes wandered down to her belly.

She had always wanted a family of her own, even if you might not expect it from her at first. After all, she had become an aviator for the Navy, which was not exactly a very "family-friendly" job. But Natasha had always dreamed of having her own family one day, already as a young girl.

One day…

Not at the age of 32, after a six-month relationship and on her way to the zenith of her career…

But that was exactly the situation she found herself in. Her mind wandered to the same place it had in the bathroom a few hours ago. She and Jake had been together for six months. Whether this relationship would even last was just beginning to emerge. Natasha knew she loved him very much. More than all the men combined she had ever been in a relationship with before. He had stolen her heart with his Texas charm and hadn't given it back since. But charm and physical attraction were not enough for a relationship. Especially not for a responsibility of the magnitude of a common child.

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Because this is a translation of the original text, I'll add the original text too. I know most of you won't understand it, but maybe you have a better translation program than Deepl, so I'll give you the chance to translate it yourself☺️ God, it sucks so much when English is not your first language😫! If someone out there in the TopGun community is willing to serve as my translator, please shoot me a message🥰!

Anyway, here's the original text:

Unweigerlich wanderte ihr Blick an sich hinunter, zu ihrem Bauch.

Eine eigene Familie hatte sie schon immer gewollt, auch wenn man das bei ihr im ersten Moment vielleicht nicht erwarten würde. Immerhin war sie Kampfjetpilotin geworden, das war nicht gerade ein sehr «familienfreundlicher» Job. Aber Natasha hatte schon als junges Mädchen davon geträumt, eines Tages eine eigene Familie zu gründen.

Eines Tages…

Nicht im Alter von 32 Jahren, nach einer halbjährigen Beziehung und auf dem Weg zum Zenit ihrer Karriere…

Doch das war genau die Situation, in der sie sich befand. Ihre Gedanken wanderten an denselben Ort wie vor einigen Stunden im Badezimmer. Sie und Jake waren ein halbes Jahr zusammen. Ob diese Beziehung überhaupt halten würde, zeichnete sich gerade erst ab. Natasha wusste, dass sie ihn sehr liebte. Mehr als alle Männer zusammen, mit denen sie je zuvor eine Beziehung geführt hatte. Er hatte mit seinem texanischen Charme ihr Herz gestohlen und es seither nicht wieder hergegeben. Aber Charme und physische Attraktivität reichten nun mal für eine Beziehung nicht aus. Schon gar nicht für eine Verantwortung der Grössenordnung gemeinsames Kind.

[menopause-diary]

Screen Scene: A Modern Family's Digital Dance

Let’s paint the scene in this modern family’s living room, a place where electronics rule and the TV is just modern art at this point. Rick, the car enthusiast and dad, is glued to his phone, where a car remodeling show plays silently in the background. He’s more engrossed with facebook marketplace for vintage car parts than the TV’s endless parade of before and afters. Occasionally, he’ll throw…

[onewizardgirl]

Love of my life.

The story of a redhead quidditch player falling for a peculiar blonde that didn’t care about fitting in.

Ginny Weasley knew when she got to Hogwarts she was not straight. Even at 11 years old she knew she felt something more for girls than she did for the guys her mother kept trying to set her up with. She was so scared to say anything about being a lesbian that she made her crushes her best friends, because that’s better than not having them at all. But one girl in particular made Ginny’s head spin and that was looney Luna Lovegood. Everyone called her looney because she talked about the creatures no one saw and only theorized about.

Luna Lovegood, an oddity even at Hogwarts, thought she’d find love by her 3rd year, not even a chance. All of the boys were garbage and she was so deep in the closet she was basically bordering on Narnia. She’d rather keep her friends, just that, friends, even though she had her heart set on one ginger in particular. Ginny Weasley was a broody redhead with a love for quidditch, joining the team when she was in her 3rd year after one of the chasers graduated. Luna made it a point to attend every Gryffindor match and cheer her friend on even if the thought of her muscular body made Luna’s head spin out fantasies she had to shove into the depths of her brain.

It was their 7th year, the war was done, Voldemort was dead. And they were not only helping rebuild the school, but trying to finish their education. Harry had run off to Romania with Draco to study dragons, those two were madly in love just like how Ginny wished she could be. For a short time during the war she fancied Harry; they even dated for a short time. But Harry confessed that he and Draco were falling in love and that he was gay. This didn’t bother Ginny as much as it should have but she had her heart in other places besides Harry. She was still scared but she needed to tell her love how she felt before it was too late.

Throughout the year the girls grew closer than they had ever been, they helped rebuild the castle and add charms they wished they had to help future students through their time boarding at Hogwarts. By the end of the year Ginny had sent her parents an owl telling them she was spending the summer at luna’s to help her rebuild her home after her father’s death. She got an owl back on the day they were supposed to leave telling her to bring Luna to the Burrow for the summer and she’d get Arthur to put a team together to rebuild in the fall.

“Cmon Luna, let’s go.” Ginny said ushering Luna out of the school toward the cairrages that were towed by thesterals to the Hogsmeade station.

"Are you sure Gin? I don't want to impose on your family." Luna worried

"it's no problem Luna, really. My mum would have never offered you a place to stay while we help rebuild if she didn't want you there." Ginny told.

"ok Ginny, I trust you." Luna said. She suddenly realized that she would being close proximity to her crush all summer long and even after that because of the rebuilding process.

It was going to be a long summer.

Ginny was excited, nervous, scared, and panicking all at he same time. She was about to host her crush for the summer, in her bedroom. She was going to share a bed with her crush and pray she didn't do anything stupid to ruin their friendship. She knew a relationship wouldn't work with Luna because said blonde was simply uninterested. Luna had her own loves to follow and Ginny wanted so hard to respect that. Little did she know.

A month into her stay at the burrow Luna almost blew her cover when she was watching Ginny work out. Her face had a bright red tint to it that contrasted greatly with her pale skin and Fred noticed Luna's look.

"oi Luna, you alright? Your face is awfully red," he asked approaching the blonde.

"oh it's nothing Fred, but thank you for asking." Luna smiled embarrassed.

As soon as the ginger man was out of sight she sighed frustratedly. She just wanted Ginny to love her the way she loved Ginny. She was tired of this game of chicken she was playing. She found herself walking outside to the workout bench Ginny was perched on without even thinking twice.

"Ginny, can you come in for a bit, I need to talk to you." Luna said trying to avoid looking at Ginny anywhere other than her face. She wore a sports bra that was dark green that accentuated her ample breasts and matching shorts that hugged the curve of her hip and rounded the swell of her bum. Her toned stomach was shiny with sweat and her hair was tied into a messy bun to keep it out of the way from the bar.

"course Luna," Ginny said. Upon entering the house she followed Luna to the bedroom and sat on her bed looking up at the blonde.

"Ginny, I'm tired of playing chicken with myself. I'm sorry if I ruin our friendship by saying this but it needs to be said. I love you, not like a friend, but like a partner," Luna told avoiding Ginny's eyes.

"oh thank God. I was about to die keeping that secret, now come here my little star and give me a kiss." Ginny said reaching for the blonde.

"wait... What?" Luna asked shocked

"I was too scared to say but I've liked you since second year and i made friends with you just so I could have you in my life even if I couldn't truly express my love for you like I wanted to." Ginny said "I'm so glad you said something because it was quite literally eating me up inside spending so much time with you and not saying I love yoy or calling you gushy pet names."

"that's a relief," Luna said, she took her opportunity and grabbed the gingers chin and crashed her lips to Ginny's.

Ginny quickly took over and grabbed Luna by the back of her neck while the blonde moved her hands to grasp Ginny's hips.

When they pulled away there was feeling of relief in the air between the two.

"I'm so fucking glad we did that." Ginny sighed.

"Me too," Luna smiled.

After everything they've been through this has to have been the hardest for both girls to admit.

Upon entering the house after their first kiss and official beginning of their relationship Molly approached the two.

"Mum, before you say anything; Luna's my girlfriend now and I plan on one day if she'll let me putting a ring on her finger. She deserves everything and more and I could not be a happier woman than I am with her by my side." Ginny told

"it's about time you two, I was wondering how long it'd take." Molly smiled at the pair.

"What?" Ginny said confused "you knew? I was so deep in the closet I was in Narnia. how could you know?"

"I'm your mother, I have a sixth sense for this type of thing. I knew you were gonna turn out gay the first time you picked up a broom. It's genetic, I'm bisexual and I played quidditch, Charlie is genderfluid, and he played quidditch. Fred and George are both asexual panromantic they played. Then Ron turned out to be pansexual and he played. Then you started playing quidditch an it was only a matter of time. I'm surprised it took you this long." Molly explained

"it didn't really take me this long to realize, it just took me this long to work up enough gall to admit it to the low of my life," Ginny told wrapping a protective arm around Luna.

"go on and do lesbian things, I have to make dinner for everyone, Harry, Ron, Draco, Hermione, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, and George are coming to spend some time together before the summer bustle." Molly said, basically permitting the two to do as they pleased.

"ok mum," Ginny smiled dragging Luna off to a nearby broom cupboard.

"Ginerva Molly, don't you dare even think about defiling my broom cupboard especially not for your first time. Go to your room and cast some silencing charms, I'll send a patronus when dinner's done," Molly scolded. "Nonsense I swear, your brothers already defiled that broom cupboard enough."

"eww mum!" Ginny grimaced.

"it's the truth though," Molly responded.

Ginny took Luna and hauled her over her shoulder and took off for the stairs.

"don't do anything dumb" Molly called after the two.

Finally a happy ending for the two longing lovers.

Hope you enjoy ❤️

[prankprincess123]

I adore how flexible with deadlines some uni profs are!

Like yeah, some profs still absolutely suck. But others are so absolutely phenomenal.

I had it in my head that my final paper for this one class was due tomorrow at midnight rather than today at midnight. So when my aunt had to take 2 of my cousins to the ER today (one right after the other. Literally dropped one daughter off at school with a fresh cast on her wrist and had to pick up another because she sprained her ankle🤦) and needed someone to watch her youngest I didn't hesitate to volunteer. And then of course at 4pm realized that I only had 8h to finish writing it and it had to be 1k words longer than I thought, while still being a 30min drive from home even if I could have left at that moment. So I emailed my prof explaining the situation, and within 10min her response was that even without a family emergency as well, just having mistaken the deadline was a totally valid reason to request an extension from her, and asked if I'm sure 24h more is enough. Like she was already by FAR my favorite uni prof I've ever had, but after this I absolutely love this woman.

[sparkygurly227]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Descendants (Disney Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: OMC/OFC, Minor or Background Relationship(s) Characters: Original Child(ren) of Ben and Mal, Original Child(ren) of Aziz, Li Lonnie, Original Child(ren) of Doug and Evie, Evie (Disney), Original Child(ren) of Jay and Li Lonnie, Doug (Disney: Descendants), Original Child(ren) of Jane and Carlos de Vil, Carlos de Vil, Ben (Disney: Descendants), Jay (Disney), Jane (Disney: Descendants), Mal (Disney) Additional Tags: Birthday Party, Family, Chaos, The Core Four as Parents, The Core Four are siblings, Not literally but they don't care Series: Part 3 of Are We Really Strangers? Summary:

Over a month after Lia's crazy birthday ball, another birthday rolls around in the family, and a party with everyone there has been planned. Naturally, Lia decided that the best time to introduce her new boyfriend, Andrew, to her family was at this party, where she knew they would be having their usual chaos and craziness. She can't wait.

[smol-robo]

Saturday of January 13th 2024 on a Saturday

Me and my mom were going to Kroger and we decided to pull up into the gas station and her favorite (Bohemian Rhapsody) she leaves me in the car to make me listen to it while she gets the gas (yes she turned off the engine) I myself am not a fond of this song, so I slowly turned it down before getting the idea to embarrasse my mom, in which I crack the window down abit and turn the song up 25 decibels loud! Not only was she embarrassed but I was practically cackling like the joker, in she promptly turned the radio off.

[chaos-bringer-13]

Vlad, Dan and Dani move across dimensions to Gotham because of some bad stuff happening in their own dimension. Vlad has a lot of his money with him in cash, and they quickly get themselves fake id's as father and his two children. Vlad's plan is to keep low profile, wait it out and then return. Dan and Dani don't care about Vlad's plan.

Vlad is shady, Dan and Dani are causing shenanigans, and a bunch of coincidences leads to people believing that they're some sort of mafia family.

Some idiots try to rob Dani and she blurts out "Do you know who my dad is?". Dan emerges from the shadows, sends Dani off and makes extremely specific and detailed threats of slow and painful death to the would-be robbers. He finishes the speech by adding that they would be wishing for him to do all of that if his and Dani's father found out about the robbery.

Then Dan accidentally recruits a group of goons by beating up their boss and feeling kinda responsible for the henchmen.

Then Dani steals the talons.

Dan has a fight over territory with one of the smaller rogues.

Dani steals Scarecrow's chemicals.

All the while they keep convincing people that this is all a part of some bigger plan of Masters family. First it's just a misunderstanding, then they keep doing it to annoy Vlad. Some people think that Masters is just a surname, some think that Master is a rogue's name. After a while everyone knows that there's an up-and-coming crime family.

Vlad is entirely oblivious. He doesn't know shit. He ends up making a small organisation (restaurant? car repair shop?) to hire people who keep coming to him. He's not sure why his children tell all these people that he can help but they are in trouble, so he helps. And then helps again, and again. All the places he opens look like crime fronts.

Vlad is still unaware that he's a mob boss.

Maybe at some point Dan and Dani think that Vlad figured this out (because its obvious) but doesn't say anything because the police has bugged their house or because he wants plausible deniability.

Obviously all of this ends with the Bats deciding to confront Masters. It's also the perfect moment for Danny to enter.

Here, have a shitty meme showing the moment.

Danny: I left you here fOR ONE MONTH

Vlad: It's not my fault!

Danny: I figured. Dani, if I give you a candy, will you tell me what the hell you've done?

Dani: What kind of candy?

Danny, handing out a Yellow Lantern ring: A Ring Pop.

Dani, snatching it: We accidentally started a mob family :D

[smilesheartshugs]

One trop I can’t get enough of is Bart being Wally and Dick’s kid from the future. There arnt enough fics for this trope! Should I write some? Probably, but I don’t have the creative juices to write it.

But like I want Wally and Dick to find out Bart is their kid in the most absolute random way possible

Game night: Bart doesn’t think before calling Wally dad after doing something that Bart always saw durning family game nights but he doesn’t notice

Going to get ice cream: “dad you know I always get [insert ice cream flavors here that’s like ten scoops tall with an ungodly amount of toppings and sauces]” leaving Dick confused and just getting what he would normally get Wally. This is how Bart finds out his go to ice cream use to be Wally’s go to

Gotham patrol/ party: Batman notices that impulse move a little bit to much like a bat to be a coincidence. Nightwing is off in his own little bubble so doesn’t notice, Red Robin for some reason just never questions why Impulse would call him and superboy his uncles. (Let face it Tim was running on -4 hours of sleep when Bart called him uncles) and it’s not until years later when there was like a really big holiday party with all of the justice league, titans, and other hero teams and Bart just brings presents labeled for Dad, for Pa, and other family titles instead of anyone’s actual names and that’s how they find out while Bart was under the assumption that they already knew, it’s not like he was hiding it!

To many ideas and not enough writing juice

[tokyo-chainsaw-dragon]

Don't ask what happened, Aki. Don't ask.

[greenglowinspooks]

Thinkin about a DCxDP where Danny’s helping ghosts find peace while he’s laying low in Gotham.

Like, he moved away from Amity for whatever reason. Maybe the reveal went badly, maybe he just couldn’t stand staying any longer. For whatever reason, he’s in Gotham, because the rent is cheap and he’s nowhere near the strangest thing there so no one looks at him twice.

However, this city is cursed. Like, cursed beyond cursed. It’s actively alive with how many curses there are, and the ghosts there are extremely unhappy about it.

(Of course, that’s not a problem for Danny. His ghost side filters out the toxic smog and the chemicals in the water, and his human side gives a resistance to the rank ecto and the hexes that are actively trying to devour him.)

He doesn’t really want to do anything about it, to be honest.

He’s sick of playing hero, considering how it went last time, and he’s busy working at Waffle House or Walmart or whatever other store doesn’t bother doing a background check (in Gotham, that’s probably all of them), and maybe trying to find a way to get highschool credits that don’t immediately disqualify him from every college in existence.

Still, the ghosts know he can hear them. They know, and they keep coming for help.

So, hey, why not? He definitely can’t put this as experience in any sort of job application, but he really doesn’t have much else to do.

So, he becomes errand boy for a bunch of ghosts.

Sometimes he’s finding objects that are important to them, sometimes he’s giving evidence they collected together of their murders to the police, sometimes he’s getting them the last meal they never had, sometimes he’s just spending time with them like they’re not dead.

The ghosts don’t always move on, but they’re always more at peace. Occasionally they pay him back in charms and blessings and the locations of valuables that he can keep or pawn for cash.

Eventually, a new ghost shows up.

She looks like a shadow, like all the ghosts of Gotham, but she seems stronger than usual. She asks him for a favor that those who came before him were never able to fulfill.

She asks him to find her engagement ring, and give it to her son.

Easy enough, he thinks. It’s a bit of a pain to buy the ring from the seedy pawn shop it’s in (he would usually just steal it, but he doesn’t want to implicate her kid in anything, which she seems grateful for), but everything’s going mostly alright.

Then, she tells him who her son is, and wow, no wonder no one’s helped her yet.

He’s Red Hood. The guy who is(/was) the crime lord in charge of crime alley. The title sounds a bit stupid to Danny, but he’s still a genuine threat to a living person.

Good thing he’s not one of those.

And so, the next time he sees Red Hood out and about, he goes right up to him. The man seems mostly unbothered, but Danny does notice how his hand slightly drifts towards one of his many weapons.

He tells Red Hood outright that he’s there on behalf of the man’s mother, then just holds out his hand with the ring inside, dropping it into Red Hood’s open palm.

Then he leaves, not waiting for a response.

—

Jason has a mystery on his hands, and he might just cash in some favors from Babs and Tim to figure it out.

He’s got to find the guy who gave him his mother’s ring, and find out everything he knows.

[zylev-blog]

The bats had no idea what they were looking at. A very large vehicle that looked like it shouldn’t possibly be able to run was speeding around Gotham in no particular order. Almost as if it was looking for something. It took all of the bats over an hour to chase it down and contain it to question the driver.

A man with black hair and blue eyes that remind Bruce of his late father looks out the window, and says, “We’re looking for our son.”

A woman in the passenger seat that looks like Bruce’s mother adds, “The self sacrificial idiot jumped through a portal into another dimension trying to save a cat.”

The man nodded along, “It’s not really a cat though.”

“Well, what is it?” Tim asked, genuinely confused.

“It’s the alternate version of our son from a timeline where he went evil.” The woman responds.

“But don’t worry, he’s not evil anymore!” The man grins.

Bruce had questions. “But why would your son be a cat?”

“Because our daughter—the girl cloned from the current version of our son, that is—decided to shapeshift into a dog and chase him through the multiverse.” The man replied.

“So our other daughter, the older one, she decided to alert us, but she couldn’t wait, so now she shapeshifted ito a bird to try and catch them that way.” The woman continued.

“Are all of your children shapeshifters?” Bruce asked.

“Yep.” The man said proudly.

“Are you?” Bruce asked.

“It’s complicated.” The woman shrugged, “Using the GAV is faster.”

Bruce was very thankful that the cowl covered most of his face. Everything the people said just made his brain hurt worse.

[mokeonn]

I am trying to decide what I want to draw today so I think I'm gonna make the Mane 6 in the sims and see where it goes from there

[menopause-diary]

Navigating the Trials and Tribulations of Family Dynamics: My Complex Relationship with My Dad

In my previous blog I touched on how as a teenager, I acted out a lot and one time got arrested for shoplifting, which led to court-ordered counseling that both my mom and I attended. After a heated argument in one of those sessions, I walked home & picked up the phone and called my dad. “I want to come live with you!”. The next day, I was on my way to California for high school. Me and my step…

[pepirfecin]

Team dark being normal