#family of 5

[lee-lindsee]

EXCUSE ME?? OHHH?? PARENTS!!!! IM SO UNWELL. ROLLINSSS-CARISIIII IN THE FLESH 😭😭

[dipworlddomination2]

Pip and Damien you need to stop getting freaky 😭

No.

Why stop getting freaky when it's fun

………. I………

What? You like it as much as I do dear.

chalice.

Why are you saying our daughters name?

Oh......hi chally '^^!

Daddy what is freaky?

[burningaurora]

I can't thank @impishtubist enough for introducing to me @second-sister's work. I absolutely fell in love with this gem and am so excited to post the Podfic!

[Podfic - TTS] To Build a Family by @second-sister

Multi-Chapter | Length: 1:33:45 | Rating: T

Remus and Sirius give Harry and Neville the childhoods they deserve.

Listen on: AO3 | Streaming

[itsonlythee-sims]

I've been working on a lot of cc lately and I wanted to share one of the testing families I use in my low-cc game profile. This is a family of 5 - One elder, 2 young adults, one child, one toddler. They don't use or need any cc but do require you have several packs installed. I don't have all the packs but this is still quite a bit.

Download & more info after the cut

The story for this family is Luna couldn't have any kids naturally but always wanted a big family ever since her family of origin rejected her when she was young. She adopted Cecilia and Deandre as kids and then after they finished high school, she adopted Vijay and then Kimmy. Their house is one that is full of love and everyone is pretty close. I gave each of them a color theme which should be evident in the photos above.

I hope you like them!

gallery id: itsonlythee

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[kyri45]

Best sibling dynamic ( a light-hearted updated given the latest news, stay safe everybody)

Shadowpeach Bio Parent AU (PREV / FIRST / NEXT

Next Update is coming on November 8 at 1PM ET

[inkskinned]

probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.

we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."

at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.

the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.

the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.

what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.

here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.

[incognitopolls]

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[missingnightwingsmullet]

lowkey gagged him with that

[cattoonxd]

founds your family

[psipaka]

“You were the light in my darkness and now I see nothing”

[lee-lindsee]

Carisi sweeping his wife away the moment they have a second to be alone is so cute. In this essay I will…

[dipworlddomination2]

What happened with pip? Is he okay? Did goblet bite him?

(Art by Darian)

…

I’m going to go fucking insane….

(no, Goblet did not bite him)

[beelittle]

It’s christmas and i needed to get something out

So here’s the forger family, in all their slightly disastrous holiday spirit.

[gaypeople]

INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE - 1.04 “...The Ruthless Pursuit of Blood With All a Child's Demanding”

[mastomysowner]

Untitled by Tobu@Tobu_0w0

[clockwayswrites]

5 Times the JL Learned Batman was Married and the 1 Time They Met the Spouse.

One. Two. Three. Four.

Four.

Clark stood up and positioned himself between the door and his injured teammate before it even opened, though not much before. His own delayed reaction made sense when it opened to show one of Batman’s teammates. While for the longest the League had thought Batman ‘worked alone’, they were now aware of there being a variety of heroes in Gotham, even if they were far from sure how many there might be or who those heroes were.

Nightingale was a notable exception what with his influence on the newest generation of heroes.

The young man flashed Clark a cheery smile and a little two finger wave. The motion almost distracting with the bright blue that marked the fingers.

“Hey Supes, I got notified that B was laid up.”

Clark paused. “You did?”

“Yep, I’m down as B’s emergency contact for Justice League matters. Feel free to confirm it if you want,” Nightingale said and leaned against the door frame with an easy shrug. “That’s exactly the sort of paranoia that B would approve of.”

It really was was, Clark thought. He grabbed the tablet that he had been using and pulled up Batman’s personnel file. It was a sparse file, of course, but clear as day Nightingale listed was next to ‘emergency contact’. Under his name as an alternative was ‘Condor’.

“Who’s Condor?”

“Me,” rumbled the man who stepped up behind Nightingale. He wasn’t as tall as the other hero, but he was broad. His lower face was covered in some sort of sleek gas mask, though Clark’s focus was pulled to the red lenses of the domino mask.

He certainly made for an intimidating figure.

Nightingale rolled his eyes. “Dramatic.”

Condor just shrugged. “I’m here to be the muscle.”

Clark’s brow furrowed. “For… what?”

“Oh, we’re taking B home!” Nightingale, well, chirped and pushed himself off the doorway.

Clark stepped in the way. “Batman needs to stay under medical supervision.”

“We know. We’re taking him to the Batcave. There’s a full medical set up there and we already have Batman’s personal doctor on hand to look him over,” Nightingale said as he smoothly edged his way around Clark. “Not that we don’t think you all have done your best! Just that way we’ll have his status for our files and he can recover at home.”

“Besides, you don’t want you-know-who to get wind that B is laid up like this and come storming the castle,” Condor said and came to take the other end of the medical bed.

Nightingale gave an over-the-top shudder. “Yeah, best to avoid that, he’s not having a good week already.”

“I, no, I don’t know who,” Clark said with a frown, though he did finally step out of their way. He couldn’t really tell them no, they did have control over Batman’s care. Still, he carefully watched them undo the clasps that would let them take off the top of the bed like a stretcher.

Condor lifted his end of the bed. “B’s husband, of course. Guy’s a little protective.”

“A little?” Nightingale asked as he pivoted with his end of the bed so they could start walking. “Calling him ‘a little’ protective is like calling what happened on Monday a ‘little’ multidimensional incident.”

Condor shrugged, the bed shifting a little with the motion, though it barely rocked Batman. “Okay, so maybe he’d rewrite the world for B if it came to it. That’s exactly why we’re getting B back to the Cave where he can be safe and settled before his paramour gets back from dealing with that ‘little’ multidimensional incident.”

“Right,” agreed Nightingale. “Thanks for looking after him, Supes!”

“You’re welcome?” Clark replied as the two heroes left the room, Batman carried between them.