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👔 The Fascinating Origin and History of Father's Day

The History of Father's Day: Beginnings

👨‍👧‍👦 19th Century Widow and His Young Children

While the idea of honoring fathers had been around for centuries, the modern Father's Day celebration as we know it today began to take shape in the early 20th century. Sonora Louise Smart Dodd organized the first recorded observance of a Father's Day in 1910 in Spokane, Washington.

Over the next few decades, the idea of Father's Day faced some initial resistance, but slowly gained popularity until, at last, it gained official federal holiday status in 1972.

Today, Father's Day is celebrated annually on the third Sunday of June not only in the US, but also in many other countries around the world. It's a day to honor the important role that fathers and father figures have played and continue to play in all people's lives.

Father's Day, of course, is also a day to recognize and appreciate each of our own fathers for their hard work and dedication to our families. Father's Day presents us with an opportunity to express our love and gratitude for the amazing, caring dads who've impacted our lives in so many ways and continue to do so.

There are some fascinating facts about this beloved holiday you may not be aware of, and some of these interesting Father’s Day origins, traditions, and wacky celebrations may just surprise you!

The Woman Who Inspired the First Father's Day

✍🏻 Sonora Louise Smart Dodd, Father's Day Creator

While Mother's Day has long been celebrated, the origins of Father's Day are less well-known. The holiday was inspired by the efforts of Sonora Louise Smart Dodd, who campaigned to establish a day to honor fathers in the early 20th century.

Dodd wanted to create a Mother's Day equivalent for male parents in honor of her father, William Jackson Smart, a Civil War veteran who had raised Sonora and her five siblings alone after their mother passed away when Sonora was 16.

Inspired by the sacrifices her father had made, Dodd proposed the idea of Father's Day while attending a Mother's Day sermon in 1909. She wanted to commemorate her father's devotion and believed other fathers deserved recognition as well.

Thanks in large part to Dodd's advocacy, the first known Father's Day celebration was held on her father's birthday, June 19, 1910, in Spokane, Washington. While it took decades for the holiday to gain widespread national recognition, Dodd's efforts laid the groundwork for Father's Day to become an established tradition.

The Struggle to Make Father's Day a National Holiday

👔 Parental Advice by Josephus Laurentius Dyckmans

Father's Day has been celebrated in the United States for over a century, but it wasn't until 1972 that it was officially recognized as a national holiday. The journey to get Father's Day recognized at the federal level was a long and arduous one, marked by decades of advocacy and legislative efforts.

During the years following the original Father's Day celebration in 1910, various attempts were made to pass legislation that would make Father's Day a national holiday. In 1913, a bill was introduced in Congress, but it failed to gain traction. Similar efforts in the 1920s and 1930s also fell short, as the idea of a Father's Day holiday was met with skepticism and resistance.

It wasn't until the 1960s that the push for a national Father's Day holiday gained significant momentum. In 1966, President Lyndon B. Johnson issued the first presidential proclamation recognizing the third Sunday of June as Father's Day. This was an important step, but it still didn't grant the holiday the same legal status as other federal holidays.

Finally, in 1972, President Richard Nixon signed a law that permanently established Father's Day as a national holiday to be celebrated across the US. The long, difficult journey this holiday made to become a national holiday is a testament to the enduring importance of fatherhood and the recognition it deserves.

Father's Day Celebrations Have Evolved Over Time

🏕️ Father's Day Picnic in Wildwood State Park, NY

The way we celebrate Father's Day has evolved significantly over the years. What started as a simple day to honor fathers has now become a full-fledged celebration with a wide range of traditions and activities, from gift-giving and family gatherings to special events and community celebrations.

Not to be outdone by Mother's Day, Father's Day is the perfect opportunity to show Dad just how much he means to you and your family. In the early days, Father's Day was primarily marked by presenting fathers with cards and small gifts.

Over time, the variety of Father's Day gifts has expanded to include tools, gadgets, barbecue sets, funny ties, personalized items, and quality-time activities for the whole family to enjoy together like breakfast in bed, dinner with all of Dad's favorite dishes, miniature golf, going on a picnic, playing games or sports, or taking a trip.

Year after year, the greeting card industry generates an extraordinary amount of revenue on Father's day – over a billion dollars! It's no surprise that so many people around the world are eager to express their appreciation and love for their dads, so it makes sense that the greeting card industry is thriving. With new technologies emerging and consumers increasingly turning to digital cards, it's clear that this tradition, though constantly evolving, is here to stay.

Father's Day is one of the biggest days in terms of retail sales, ranking third behind Christmas and Thanksgiving. People purchase gifts to show their appreciation for their beloved fathers every year. Many consider Father's Day the perfect opportunity to surprise their dad with funny or outrageous gag gifts.

Father's Day celebrations have also become more widespread, with businesses and communities organizing special events and promotions. Some workplaces even give fathers the day (or the next day) off or provide special perks. The growth of social media has also led to more people sharing their Father's Day celebrations online, further driving evolution of this holiday.

As society continues to change, it's likely the ways we honor fathers will continue to evolve. The core sentiment, though, of showing appreciation and gratitude to the fathers in our lives will likely remain the same.

Best Father's Day Tribute: The timeless poem Only a Dad by Edgar Guest (1881–1959) is a touching tribute to the special role that fathers play in the lives of their children and has gone on to become a classic adored by many. Its heartfelt lyrics never fail to bring back fond memories of readers' own father figures and make them smile.

Only a dad with a tired face, Coming home from the daily race, Bringing little of gold or fame To show how well he has played the game; But glad in his heart that his own rejoice To see him come and to hear his voice. Only a dad with a brood of four, One of ten million men or more Plodding along in the daily strife, Bearing the whips and the scorns of life, With never a whimper of pain or hate, For the sake of those who at home await. Only a dad, neither rich nor proud, Merely one of the surging crowd Toiling, striving from day to day, Facing whatever may come his way, Silent whenever the harsh condemn, And bearing it all for the love of them. Only a dad but he gives his all To smooth the way for his children small, Doing with courage stern and grim, The deeds that his father did for him. This is the line that for him I pen: Only a dad, but the best of men.

Animals Have Fathers, Too

🐶 It's dinner time for African painted dog pups.

We often think of mothers as the primary caregivers in the animal kingdom, but many animal fathers also play a vital role in the upbringing of their young. Paternal care is prevalent in many mammal and bird species, and even some species of reptiles, amphibians, fish, arthropods, and mollusks. The presence of a father figure provides a sense of security and is often crucial for the physical and social development of the young.

Animal fathers demonstrate a range of nurturing behaviors that closely mirror the parental duties of human fathers. Many provide food, shelter, and protection for their young. They may defend the nest, share their food, teach hunting techniques, or engage in play and teaching activities that help the offspring learn and develop.

Understanding the role of animal fathers in the lives of their offspring can provide a deeper appreciation for the universal importance of parental care, regardless of species. It can also provide valuable insight into the evolution of parental care and the complex social structures and dynamics within different species. This knowledge can also inform our own perspectives on the value of fatherhood.

The animal kingdom is full of examples of devoted fathers. Let's explore some of the fascinating ways animal fathers contribute to the well-being of their offspring.

• Bison Fathers

🐂 A Bison Bull Keeping a Watchful Eye on His Herd

Bison fathers play a significant part in the lives of their calves. They keep a watchful eye over the herd, using their large size to shield their young and protect them from predators. Bison bulls form "nursery groups" to collectively watch over the calves while the mothers graze. This paternal care and protection can last for several months as they guide and teach their offspring essential survival skills, maximizing their chances of reaching adulthood.

• Eagle Fathers

🦅 Male eagles are known to be devoted fathers.

Eagle fathers work tirelessly alongside the mothers, providing protection and food to ensure the successful rearing of their young. The fathers actively participate in building and guarding the nest, incubating the eggs, and feeding the hatchlings. As the young eaglets grow, their fathers teach them how to fly and hunt, ensuring the next generation is well prepared for life.

• Elephant Fathers

🐘 A Massive African Bull Elephant on the Serengeti

Elephant matriarchs lead groups of daughters and their calves, while their sons leave the herd at adolescence. Males elephants were long thought to be predominantly solitary animals after leaving their family group, but there's growing evidence that males as well as females live rich social lives.

Mature bull elephants play an important role in leading these younger males. The oldest bulls, with potentially decades more valuable ecological knowledge and experience in navigating the environment, lead the all-male groups. The younger, newly independent, adolescent males depend upon the old bulls for their heightened social and ecological knowledge.

Kruger National Park in South Africa once had a serious elephant population problem that illuminated how important elephant fathers are to their male offspring. The once-endangered species was recovering to the point that the park could no longer support the growing number of herds, so the park rangers relocated some of the elephants to another wildlife refuge, Pilanesberg National Park.

A dilemma arose when the rangers realized that the harnesses that were meant to airlift the elephants only accommodated adult females and young. The adult males were simply too big to airlift, so only adult females and their calves were relocated. The bulls were left behind.

Then something peculiar happened to the young male elephants in their new home. Without their father’s presence, they began displaying very un-elephant-like behavior, terrorizing the other animals, even goring rhinos to death.

Surprisingly, the calming influence of the female elephants had very little effect on the young males. They needed role models to teach them how male elephants were supposed to act. Without father figures in the herd, the young males' raging hormones allowed gang-like behavior to run rampant in their community.

Park officials eventually made the wise decision to obtain a super-sized harness and relocate the fathers together with their herds. In a matter of weeks, they'd successfully reformed the young males. The fathers provided the guidance the adolescents needed, and balance was restored.

• Giraffe Fathers

🦒 Giraffes often take a long-range view of things.

Giraffe fathers play a crucial role in raising their families, demonstrating paternal care in a number of ways. They keep a watchful eye over their calves, protecting them from predators and teaching them how to navigate their environment. They also engage in "necking" behaviors, using their long necks to discipline and bond with their calves.

• Gorilla Fathers

🦍 Majestic Adult Male Silverback Mountain Gorilla

Gorillas, of course, are famous for the dominant male "silverbacks," who lead their family groups. The silverback not only protects his family from threats, but also plays an active role in caring for the young. He will carry the infants on his back, groom them, and even share his food to ensure their well-being.

The Silverback's young frequently stay near him, as a close relationship with their father can be vital. They lean on him and include him in their games. They even occasionally sleep with him in his nest when he allows them to. His care increases if their mother dies or if she leaves the group. In such a case, the silverback is usually the only one who intensively looks after the young.

• Lion Fathers

🦁 Lion fathers fiercely defend cubs from threats.

Lion fathers are responsible for defending the pride's territory and protecting their cubs from predators. They also play a vital role in teaching their cubs important survival skills. Although lionesses so most of the hunting, fathers often join them on hunting trips to help provide food for the young ones.

• Moose Fathers

🦌 Male Moose Protecting His Cow from Predators

The presence of the father is essential for a moose's survival to adulthood. Moose fathers demonstrate paternal care during a significant portion of their calves' lives. They stay with their calves for the first year, protecting them from predators, guiding them through their environment, teaching them survival skills, and helping them find food and water.

• Orangutan Fathers

🦧 Maybe the World's 2nd-most Intelligent Creature

The orangutan father plays a significant role in the lives of his young by providing protection, teaching essential survival skills, and even carrying them on his back for extended periods. Orangutan fathers are known to be gentle and playful with their offspring. This close bond between father and child is crucial for the young orangutan's social and cognitive development.

• Penguin Fathers

🐧 The Emperor Penguin Lifecycle in Antarctica

Emperor penguins are famous for their unique breeding behavior. The role of the father penguin is essential for the survival of the breeding pair's offspring during the Antarctic winters. Without the dedicated care of the male, the offspring wouldn't be able to withstand the extreme temperatures and harsh conditions.

The male penguin incubates the single egg, heroically keeping it warm for over two months during the dead of winter while the female goes off to feed. Once the chick hatches, the father continues to care for it, keeping it warm under his brood pouch and feeding it by regurgitating food.

• Seahorse Fathers

Seahorse fathers are amazing! They give the emperor penguin fathers a run for their money as the most notable dad in the animal kingdom. Seahorses are one of the only known species in the world in which the male carries and delivers the babies. Dad receives the eggs from mom, fertilizes them, and carries them in a pouch until they hatch. The newborn seahorses are completely independent and on their own. Good luck...

The Significance of Father's Day in Modern Times

👬 Let's respect all diverse forms of fatherhood.

In modern times, the significance of Father's Day has increased, reflecting the changing dynamics of families and the evolving perceptions of fatherhood. At its core, Father's Day still serves as a reminder of the invaluable contributions fathers make to their children's lives.

In today's society, though, the role of fathers has expanded beyond the traditional breadwinner model. Many fathers are now actively involved in their children's daily lives, assuming more and greater responsibilities and creating stronger bonds with their children. This shift has led to a greater appreciation for the multifaceted nature of fatherhood and the profound impact fathers can have on their children's development.

Moreover, Father's Day has become an opportunity to celebrate the many diverse forms of fatherhood, including stepfathers, adoptive fathers, LGBTQ fathers, and father figures who may not be biologically related but have nevertheless made a lasting impact. This inclusive approach underscores the universal importance of paternal love and support.

There's no replacing a father in his family role. A father is a leader, a teacher, and a friend. He provides discipline with love. He is the super hero that all of his children look up to as they grow. Fatherhood is the gift of having young people follow where a good man leads.

Fathers are especially significant in their relationships with their sons. They teach their sons to be gentlemen. They model how men should treat women, which is vitally important to their wives and daughters. They show what a good man acts like in his community.

Encouraging fathers to take their place as good leaders in our homes and communities strengthens families, provides security for children, and models what a real life super hero should be like.

Criticisms of Father's Day

🛂 Innocent Father and Child Syrian War Refugees

Since its inception, Father's Day has been a subject of controversy and criticism. Many argue that the holiday has become overly commercialized, with the focus shifting away from genuine appreciation for fathers and toward excessive spending on gifts and celebrations.

Critics point out that the pressure to buy expensive presents and take fathers out for lavish meals can be a burden, especially for those with limited finances. This commercialization, they argue, undermines the true spirit of the holiday, which should be to honor our fathers.

There's also a perception that Father's Day isn't inclusive enough – that it fails to recognize the diverse family structures and parental roles that exist in modern society. You can be supportive of an LGBTQ family, for example, by honoring how they choose to spend the holiday. And keep in mind that a child may have recently lost his or her father. Father’s Day could be a painful reminder of this loss and bring up a lot of difficult emotions.

While Father's Day is meant to celebrate the important role fathers play, some have criticized the holiday for not doing enough to address society's issues. For instance, there've been calls for Father's Day to put more focus on preventing child abuse, stopping the production and distribution of child pornography, and protesting war.

Advocates argue that Father's Day should be viewed more vigorously as an opportunity to raise awareness about the high rates of child abuse perpetrated by fathers and father figures. They believe the holiday should do more to encourage fathers to be positive role models and take active stances against violence and the exploitation of children.

Similarly, some have criticized Father's Day for failing to shine a light on the scourge of child pornography, much of which involves the sexual abuse of children by their own fathers or other male authority figures. They contend that Father's Day should be leveraged more to educate the public and spur action against this heinous crime.

In addition, pacifist groups have protested the practice of using this holiday to glorify fathers who've participated in war and violence. They believe Father's Day should instead be the perfect time to denounce armed conflict and encourage fathers to be agents of peace in their families, communities, and the world.

Overall, these criticisms highlight the potential need to re-evaluate the purpose and mission of Father's Day in order to ensure that it truly celebrates the meaningful relationships and roles of all fathers in an inclusive and meaningful manner. Perhaps Father's Day could be used more extensively as a platform from which to address fathers' responsibilities to contribute to solving some of society's most pressing issues.

Conclusion: Honoring Fathers Who Shape Our Lives

🐎 Chuck Connors as Father Role Model Lucas McCain

As we reflect upon the profound impact fathers have on our lives, it's clear that their influence extends far beyond the role of provider-protector. Fathers are the guiding lights that illuminate our paths, the pillars of strength that support us through life's challenges, and the wellsprings of wisdom that shape our characters.

Through their unwavering dedication, unconditional love, and steadfast mentorship, fathers instill in us the values, principles, and resilience that empower us to become the best versions of ourselves that we can be. Their lessons, both spoken and unspoken through example, become the foundation upon which we build our own lives, passing on their legacy to future generations.

On this day and every day, let us honor the fathers who've made an indelible mark on our lives. Their contributions, though often understated, are the cornerstones of our personal growth and the driving force behind our successes. By recognizing and celebrating the fathers who've shaped us, we not only pay tribute to their invaluable role but also inspire others to follow in their footsteps, ensuring that the cycle of fatherly guidance continues to enrich our world.

Father's Day is the year's most important day to celebrate the bond between fathers and their children. It's the day to show appreciation for all the hard work, love, and support that dads provide. Whether it's through words of affirmation or acts of service, Father's Day presents us with the best opportunity to let our dads know how much we care about them. So don't forget to give your dad a big hug today and tell him how much you love him! ☮️ Peace… Jamiese

🚮 Making the World a Better Place for Children

🦒 World’s Best Mom and Dad deserve a wee break.

🏞️ On a Fun Hike with Dad, Just Like the Old Days

🦁 Mom and Dad Taking a Nature Break from the Kids

🦁 Mom surprised Dad with cool Father's Day gifts.

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https://poets.org/poem/only-dad

https://wilstar.com/holidays/fathers/

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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Father%27s_Day

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sonora_Smart_Dodd

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https://www.marthastewart.com/1502559/fathers-day

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https://www.pixoplanet.com/post/history-of-fathers-day

[what-marsha-eats]

[nerosdayinanime]

drawing my au sabitos- this ones swap au :)

I only really have 1 full scene for this au- and it started from me thinking him & Shinjuro both being depressed drinking buddies, lamenting about their deceased dark-haired beauties

When Sabito became a pillar he turned the water estate into a sort of training hub for all breath of water users, to try and help more people to mastery. He pretty regularly spars with people in his downtime, makes comments and tries coaching people from the sidelines very often

Most people are kinda weirded out by him- hes aggressive and stern, very snarky, but he never takes off the mask and it makes him look perpetually sad- sometimes he has this air of melancholy around him, listless, the mask fits in better when hes in those moods. But aside that hes usually very kind and genuinely tries to look out for the skayers under his roof, very hospitable as long as they stay out his shit.

So hes very well received, but no one has seen his face- ever. They have all kinds of rumors and theories about why he wears it, what his face looks like, what the mask is even supposed to mean. Some of the more daring(/disrespectful/immature) inahbitants try to sneak a look in the mornings before he puts it on- but he's always wide awake, sightless blue eyes of the mask staring them down from an inch away the moment they open it

Anyways, one day he's out in the yard sparring with a higher ranked slayer in front of a group doing their own training and whatnot too- theyre both intensely into it, movements hard to keep track of and training swords clashing so loud it echos in the area. The slayer accidentally aims at his mask, the mood changes with a sudden pressure in the air when Sabito deflects the swing and reaches towards them in a flash- a harsh grip in their hair and yanking them so theyre centimeters from his face

"Don't touch the fucking mask."

Everyone drops dead silent at the utter malice dripping through his tone, a moment passes as Sabito realizes what he did and lets go of their hair. He gently ruffles it and straightens his back instead of posturing over them

"I deeply apologize. ...I think i should call it a day." he says in an uncharictaristically quiet voice before putting his training sword up and going to his room

NO ONE bothers him for the rest of the day, or the day after, they give him plenty of space and try their best not to prod at him or tick him off like they usually do- the slayer who was sparring w him was scared shitless and tries their damndest to stay out of his way and not piss him off again. They've never seen him genuinely angry like that- he gets pissed off and annoyed plenty, daily even, but that sudden cold fury over the near hit of his mask was terrifying to witness.

[nottheangel-raphael]

Raphael desired but hadn't expected gifts for Father's Day from either of his children and yet this morning he'd received two deliveries from Lorenzo and Cairo that he adored. He had plans with Cairo for later already set but this morning he used his free time to track Enzo down in his suite and pay him a surprise visit. Father's Day brunch was supposedly a big thing to do so why not do so with his son?

He knocked on Lorenzo's door and waited for his eldest to answer, greeting him with a warm smile. "Thank you for the wonderful gift, truly beautiful," he said. "Are you busy? I thought we could get brunch together."

@lorenzoxreyes

[an-aura-about-you]

I inflicted the first chapter of Handbook for Mortals on my family. The fact that they're still willing to come over tomorrow for Father's Day brunch tells you what kind of people they are.

[nat1-charisma]

Father's Day card we got for our AI-obsessed Dad today (names blurred for privacy).

[bakerstable]

Gooey Bakery-Style Cinnamon Rolls

[perachel-heretic]

Happy bisexual fathers day to apollo also

[kitkatt0430]

The theater that was hosting a father's day brunch I had tickets to for me and my dad... has abruptly closed. Odds of getting a refund on those tickets?

Probably non existent.

I'm so pissed off.

They were going to have a kids event every day this week and my sister had tickets for herself and my nephew for today's. They arrived to a closed and locked theater.

the people in charge had to know this was coming and instead of warning anyone or, say, stopping ticket sales... just kinda a fuck you there to the clientele they still had. Not surprising exactly because... capitalism, but still.

[falchuk]

Recipe for Father's Day Casserole An easy breakfast casserole, with sausage, hash browns, biscuits, and eggs that you can make with the kids to surprise Dad on Father's day. 1 can refrigerated buttermilk biscuit dough, 3 cups frozen hash brown potatoes thawed, 1 package bulk pork sausage, 5 eggs, 1.5 cups shredded Mexican cheese blend, 1/4 cup milk or as needed

[fantasticnegrito]

Pulled Pork Pancakes Serve up Chef John's layered pulled pork pancakes for a Father's Day brunch and be prepared for tons of compliments. 1 boneless pork shoulder roast, 2 tablespoons white sugar, 2 teaspoons smoked paprika, 1 cup all-purpose flour, 1 teaspoon chipotle powder, 1 teaspoon baking powder, 1/4 cup maple syrup, 1/2 teaspoon baking soda, 1/2 teaspoon garlic powder, 1 cup water, 2 teaspoons ground black pepper, 1/2 cup cornmeal, 1 tablespoon kosher salt, 1/2 teaspoon salt, 1 large egg, 1.25 cups buttermilk, 1/4 cup apple cider vinegar, 1/2 teaspoon crushed fennel seeds, 4 tablespoons unsalted butter melted divided

[masterprinter]

Father's Day Mancake Pancakes Dad will be happy to eat pancakes with candied bacon chunks and drink his preferred beer.

[luludeluluramblings]

SugarBaby!Reader (Neglected!Bat!Sibling) x Tony Stark - Falling in Love

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A/N: Someone wanted more fluff of this and I had thoughts about it last night. Tony isn’t my favorite, but I kinda wanted to challenge myself with this and see if I could try it writing some romance.

A/N: Smalltown!Reader is still coming. Pregnant!Reader will be getting a part 2 at some point. Might post another series, the one army dreamer inspired, because why not? Gonna have sooo many WIPs. But, maybe they’ll give y’all some delight.

Warnings: GN!Reader, Mentions of bedroom activities, fluffy, not edited, hardly anything Yandere. Intended to be

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When you and Tony started dating it had been after he had wooed you at some gala. Something for a long forgotten charity. You had initially been hesitant, knowing his play boy reputation. The one so eerily similar to your father’s Brucie Wayne persona.

Still he was charming, good looking, and had convinced you that one night wouldn’t hurt.

And, it hadn’t. The next day when you were about to crawl out of bed and begin your walk of shame, he had dragged you back. Taking his time repeating the night before and with an encore.

By the time you had finally been allowed to leave the bed, your stomach had let out an embarrassing growl that made your cooling skin flush once more.

Of course, Tony wasn’t going to let anyone he spent such a good time with go hungry. Ordering the two of you room service and a giant spread of breakfast.

It’s in that moment things start to shift. You were a good lay for Tony. A young pretty little thing that was some of the best he had had in a while. (Due to him mellowing out with age, not that he’d ever admit that.) But, it’s the way you look at him, shyly and with such genuine gratitude just for him buying to brunch that makes him stop.

Not pause. Because pause means he’ll end up playing again. And, he’s fairly certain he’s done playing. Because, when you happily sit in his button down shirt, munching on the food he bought you, and listen to him talk about an old project (he wasn’t dumb enough to share anything new he’d been working on) with such bright eyes and enthusiasm he realizes this might be trouble for him. It’s even cuter because he knows you don’t understand a single thing he’s saying, but you’re trying. You’re trying so hard and it’s so cute.

It keeps going on like that. Passionate nights and slow talkative mornings that morph into date nights and fun trips and days lounging together. You’re still honestly convinced it could all end at any moment. Nothing good last in your life. And, despite how desperately you want this to last you know it probably won’t. Still you swear to hold on. To take everything he’ll offers. Even if it’s not much and he leaves you in the end. You’re going to appreciate how full and fulfilled her makes you feel.

For you, you fall in love slow and overtime. It a soft and startling realization when you realize you love Tony. You love him dearly and he could break your heart into a million pieces. But, it would be worth it.

You keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. Loving him and waiting for him. To leave.

For Tony, it’s similar. He spoils you he does. He loves the way you look at him when he does. But, as he unknowingly starts to settle, the realization that he’s not showing you off in public as much anymore and that he enjoys just being near even when there’s nothing to talk about hits him in the chest. And, in a Tony Stark like fashion, he spirals for a bit.

It causes him to spend three full days in his lab avoiding the world and his problems. Not sleeping, hardly eating, ignoring Jarvis.

When he finally does emerge, he’s covered in sweat and grease. He aches. He’s tired. He’s irritable. His fully expecting you to be mad he missed your fancy date he had planned. But, when he looks up at you and see’s that exact same grateful look in your eyes, it clicks. You give him that same look of gratitude and adoration every time he does something for you. He’s not doing anything other than being here with you. And, that’s enough for you. You’re in love with him, and he’s in love with you. And your willing to love him as his is and with what ever he gives.

Tony doesn’t confess though. To cliche. Instead he proposes. With no ring, no plan, and covered in grease. But, completely serious. It isn’t long until you understand he really means it, that he wants you for you and you’re leaping in his arms crying, yes. Yes. And the. You tell him to shower, because despite the love you feel and your happiness, he smells ripe.

He chases you around instead, before dragging you into the shower with him.

It isn’t until you both have a small private court house ceremony and he’s dragging you on to a luxury honeymoon that he leans over and confesses. Casually. Like it was a stray fact.

“Oh, hey, by the way, I love you.”

It makes you squawk that he has the audacity to do such a thing, but you lean into him and say it back.

“I love you, too… Silly old man.”

“Hey! That’s not what you were saying when I-“

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You hadn’t even thought about you family with Tony. Hadn’t thought to invite them to the wedding. You did call Alfred as soon as you got back though. Telling him the good news with so much happiness that the old Bulter cried when the call ended. You had sounded radiant, and it broke his heart.

Broke his heart that no one in the family had seen just how beautiful your joy was and that they had never bothered to cause it.

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Based off this ask.

[mv1simp]

for anon's request: max with another driver's younger sis, same age gap <3

Girls Need Love ♥️

Max Verstappen x Sainz!Reader

girls can never say they need it, girls can never say now, oh now (give it to me like you need it, baby)

You're the youngest cousin in the Sainz family, your papa's most precious princessa. Unlike your cousins and brother, who get to openly show off their many romantic conquests, you have been raised to be demure and shy about boys. But when you meet your older brother's friend, Max, you can't control the desires within you. You want him, and you're ready to show him just how much.

Content includes: 18+ MDNI, smut, sexual tension, size kink, dom!Max, sub!Reader, 5k WC

It was no secret that your older brother, Carlos, was a notorious playboy. He gets it from his father, your tias had always gushed, he was always a ladies' man too! Growing up, you'd always see Carlos easily charm his way with younger and older women alike, his devilishly good looks just too hard to resist. And he wasn't discreet about it either - you'd had to bang many a time on the wall separating your rooms on family vacation when him and his fling of the month had been a touch too enthusiastic with their activities. Your large family would always laugh when they'd emerge from their room to join brunch, well into the late morning, and tease Carlos that the tequila and oyster paella last night must have had a kick to it, ay carino?

You'd join in on the teasing, giggling and enjoying the blush Carlos would always get when you called him el estupido rompecorazones, an idiotic heartstealer. When you were younger, you had always thought that one day your tios and tias would tease you too, on family vacation when you returned from a lazy afternoon stroll with a boyfriend, all flushed - but as you grew older, you'd accepted it as just a childhood fantasy. You weren't shy by any means (you had Spanish blood after all! A Sainz through and through) but you didn't possess that natural flirtatious nature, the ability to give those romantic smoulders that your older brother seems to have been born with. And when you focused on your career more and more, working as a sought after financial advisor to your brother and many of his athlete colleagues, you found that by age 26 you'd only had a small handful of short relationships.

The one time you'd brought a college boyfriend home - your first and only serious relationship - your father had certainly had a very different attitude towards him compared to his usual friendliness to Carlos' girlfriends. You'd told your papa afterwords how embarrassing it'd been that he had interrogated your boyfriend over dinner, wanting to know what his future plans were on a first meeting, only for him to ruffle your curls and press a kiss to your forehead to melt away the upset expression you had. Ay, mi princesa, I have to make sure all these tontos are good enough for you, hmm? You're far more precious to me than your idiota brother and cousins.

Although his words were meant to soothe your frustrations, they just made you feel uneasy - you were also a hot blooded Sainz, you also wanted to passionately love and be loved! But it seemed that as time passed and everyone around you brought their paramours to the Mallorca vacation home, you would always remain the sweet little princessa, the youngest and innocent cousin.

You'd put your love life to the side for the past year, focusing on your rapidly expanding business portfolio. So when Carlos mentioned one of his friends had signed a very generous contract this season, and needed advice of how to invest a good chunk of it, you'd immediately said yes without knowing who it was. You hadn't expected to find yourself sitting across the table from Max Verstappen. Of course, you and Max had met many times when he and Carlos had raced on the same junior team - but you'd been much younger then. You remember always thinking the serious, intense Dutch boy had been so handsome, had even developed a schoolgirl's crush on him - but as your older brother's racing team mate who was notorious for enraged outbursts, he was off limits to you in your family's eyes and had ignored you most of the time.

But now, years later, things were quite different with you being a 26 year old woman, fully matured into your gorgeous curves and thick lips, and those famous Sainz wide brown eyes, framed with long lashes. Even now though, the tall Dutchman made your heart flutter when he laughed at your apology for the delay in setting up a meeting, your idiota tonto of an older brother had conveniently forgotten to mention that his friend happened to be the current F1 world champion. You two shared a delicious lunch at the beach club overlooking the stunning Monaco marina, stimulating conversation flowing over a glass of light white wine and fresh oysters. Although you discussed various business plans, you were surprised to find how easy it was to laugh at many other things with the handsome driver, from childhood memories to how you’d found college in London to his two cats named after nightclubs and your one dog dutifully named after your childhood favourite rapper - Snoop.

You couldn't help but blush whenever Max smiled at you with his enticing lips, looking so gorgeous with his tousled blonde hair and dressed in a rare white linen shirt that showed off his broad shoulders and thick biceps.

After you'd covered the different investment options he could go for and he had selected the ones that peaked his interest, you wrapped up the business meeting by reaching into your Chanel purse to pull out your card - you always had a rule to pay for your clients and give them a first class experience.

To your surprise, Max had already given his black Amex to the waiter when you had touched up your lipgloss in the bathroom earlier. At your gentle protests, he explained that his mother would kill him if he didn't look after Carlos' younger sister - as would your father, he joked. You laughed easily with him as he walked you back to your car, a cute Mini Cooper, agreeing that yes, your papa probably would have the head of any man who didn't treat his princessa right. As you drove off, you couldn't help the longing in your heart for wanting Max to pay because he cared for you, found you to be a beautiful woman, rather than because he was looking after Carlos' younger sister.

You made sure to put those unprofessional desires to the back of your mind at your next meeting 2 weeks later, this time at your small but luxurious office in a ocean-facing building in downtown Monaco. You'd recently moved here with your small team, you explained as you greeted him at the entryway to guide him to the elevators, as so much of your clientele was based in the area. In the reflective surface of the elevator walls, you don't miss how his intense blue eyes rake down the back of your curvy figure, taking in how the dress you’d specifically chosen for today hugs you just right, especially over your ass - where his gaze lingers for a second too long.

You’re blushing again as you exit, pleased that you had drawn his attention. He remains the perfect gentleman for the rest of your meeting, listening intently as you break down the personalised investment plan your company has created for him. He’s very impressed with your selection, every option carefully curated to preference he’d mentioned at your lunch, even in passing, and presented in a minimalist layout, just as he liked it. His praise brings back the same desire and want you felt, unable to dampen it this time.

Over the next three months you meet Max to review the physical investment options you’d agreed on. If you’re being honest, this sort of task would generally be managed by a more junior executive at your small firm - but you told yourself that you were choosing to meet him yourself because he was such a VIP client, and not because you felt a rapidly growing attraction to the handsome blonde. And after touring the various developing high rise complexes or promising start up businesses that his investments were going to, you two would always end up going for lunch and a drink together afterwards. And sometimes you’d see him on his morning jogs while you walked your dog. Seeing Max kneel down to play with Snoop had been so adorable you’d asked if he knew a good bakery in the area, hoping he would join you. To your delight he did, taking you for a rich hot chocolate and freshly baked croissant that ended up happening regularly, especially once he invited you to join his group for padel. But even when you started seeing him so often, Max remained the perfect gentleman, never letting his gaze drift or hands wander after that one time in the elevator. So you reminded yourself not to read into it when he offered to show you his favourite sights of Monaco, as you’d still recently moved here, taking you for long drive along the beautiful Azure coast.

Despite your internal turmoil, you’d dressed in a pretty floral minidress, hoping he might enjoy the view of your soft thighs. But instead, you hadn’t been able to stop yourself from admiring how sexy he’d looked when driving, one hand on the wheel, showcasing his thick, veiny arms and the other resting on the console. As he’d chatted away, confidently navigating the winding roads, you couldn’t help but wonder what he’d do if you redirected his large hand to grip your thigh instead. You’d instantly blushed when you heard him calling your name, realising that you’d tuned him out and blamed it on the heat. So he took an exit and next thing you were enjoying the most delicious strawberry gelato you’d tasted, moaning from the taste and licking up a rivulet that had run down your hand. When you looked over to Max to thank him for introducing this place, you have to hold back a gasp at how hungrily his gaze is fixed on your pouting lips. But then the sun catches your eye at a sharp angle and you blink, and when you look again the look is gone and he’s laughing at the sight of Snoop desperately trying to lick your ice cream out the car window.

Your poor little heart can’t take all this one sided attraction, you desperately needed to know if Max felt any desire to you like you felt for him. So a couple of weeks later, when you were meeting him for the last official signing of asset acquisitions at one of the downtown Monaco high rise buildings, you make sure you’re wearing another one of your irresistible dresses in an effort to catch his eye. As you reach past him to grab the pen he’d sign with, you can’t resist pressing your soft, plush tits against his large bicep, which looked so good again in a half zipped knit sweater. His gaze automatically flickers down to your low cut sweetheart neckline, lingering on your cleavage pushed against him a beat to long to be considered polite, before he draws his attention back up to your blushing face, to your pink glossed lips that you now bite. You don't miss the dark hunger swirling in his blue eyes, the tension thickening and sparks crackling, his hand reaching up to brush your cheek as both of you lean in-

Then your phone rings, your brother's contact photo lighting up the screen, ruining the moment. You curse internally at Carlos for cockblocking you even when he wasn't physically present, but you take his call just in case it was important (it wasn't. The idiota just wanted to complain about how Spain had lost the football to England). When you furiously whisper at Carlos to shut the hell up before hanging up and turning back around, Max is back to the almost infuriating gentleman self he is around you, handing you the signed papers with a polite smile. You try not to let the disappointment on your face show, because you couldn't figure out why the Dutchman didn't seem interested in pursuing you when you'd seen him out at the Monaco clubs, arms around pretty girls and flirting easily. Did he not find you pretty like he found them?

After the paperwork is all done and Max is walking you back to your car, he offers to take you out for a final celebration, this time an intimate dinner instead of your usual sunny beachside lunches. You spent the better part of an hour trying to pick the most tempting outfit, and then another hour applying your makeup to flatter your already pretty, dark features. You wanted to look absolutely perfect for him, knowing this might be the last chance you'd have in a while to use work as an excuse. And when Max saw you walk out as he leaned against his sleek discreet black Audi, you couldn't stop the pleased flush that spread across your cheeks when he raked his gaze over your short form, taking in how the elegant burgundy full length dress clung to your curves, complimenting you on how lovely you looked tonight, even more so than usual. You sweetly returned the compliment, which wasn't hard to do as Max looked so handsome in a baby blue button up and fitted pants, his broad muscles and large frame perfectly highlighted for you to ogle.

And after intimate Spanish dinner over soft candelight, laughing and sharing your latest stories of the week, enjoying more than a single glass of red wine for once, you couldn't help but hope that this would be it, the night where something finally happened between the two of you, because surely Max had just been holding back out of professional boundaries, yes? So after Max generously paid for dinner - as per usual - you accepted his offer to drive you home. The gold sparkly heels you'd worn worked very well to make your ass pop even more as you confidently walked - something that you made sure to capitalise on by walking ahead of Max as you left the restaurant.

And you'd been so sure all signs pointed to romance when he pulled up in front of your apartment, and you asked if he'd like to come enjoy the night view from your balcony with another glass of wine, and he'd briefly hesitated before saying Yes, of course, Schatje. You beam at him, melting at his use of the Dutch nickname, which he'd told you meant sweetheart when you'd curiously asked him when he began absentmindedly calling you that a few weeks ago. And it felt so natural to be up on your balcony with him, giggling with a bottle of wine after trashing him at Monopoly, sitting so close that you could feel his warmth radiating through his shirt as you kicked off your heels and sat down on the outdoor settee. And when he continued talking easily about all the ways he was certain you cheated when you lean your head against his strong shoulder, you took it as another promising sign. But then, when you'd looked up at him with your brown doe eyes and thick lashes, desperately hoping he would lean in because you thought the moment had been right - you'd only been met with disappointment after a long, long moment when he turned his soft blue eyes away. He’d tensed, saying he was sorry for keeping you up so late, he should head off now - avoiding your gaze as your eyes swelled as you watched him leave out the front door.

You didn’t see Max for the next two weeks after that, avoiding walking your usual weekend route or tagging along to the padel games. You felt so embarrassed that perhaps you’d read the signals wrong, and also so frustrated that you couldn’t be more like your older brother who had no problem flirting blatantly with others or giving them an open mouthed kiss. Would Max even like a girl who did that? Wasn’t he meant to make the first move as proof that he wanted you? Glumly, you moped about at work and at home, watching Bridgerton and eating strawberry ice cream out of the carton. When your family chat blew up as it approached the time of the year where you’d all meet up and spend time at the Mallorca home, you had already texted that you weren’t coming - but then found yourself having to answer multiple angry calls in Spanish from various relatives and decided it was just easier to give in.

Packing a bag with the essentials - sunglasses, bikinis and raunchy romance novels - you headed to the vacation home a week early to unwind and prepare yourself for the chaos that was your loving family, knowing that everyone would turn up with their latest boyfriend and girlfriend and you’d be teased about how you were too sweet and shy as usual. Sweet and shy your ass, you thought moodily, sipping on a frozen margarita you made as you lounged in a bikini by the pool.

Schatje?

You whirl around, thinking you were imaging things now, but there Max stood, looking as hot as ever in that favourite white linen shirt of yours. And it was open down the front too, revealing his toned broad chest to you for the first time. You got so distracted that you didn’t hear him the first time asking what you were doing there - to which you had to each arch a brow and haughtily reply that this was the Sainz family home, shouldn't he explain why he was here?

Turns out Carlos had apparently thought Max was too keyed up the past few weeks and getting twitchily close to the Ferraris on race weekends. So your idiota brother had tossed him the spare keys to unwind in the empty villa before everyone showed up - except for you. But I’ll leave, you were here first - Max had said, but you sighed, still wanting to be an accomodating host like your family had raised you to be, despite your hurt feelings, and generously said the villa was huge, you two could easily just stay out of each other’s way?

So you did both stay, keeping to opposite ends of the villa - at least for the first few hours, anyway. Max had been unable to resist the smell of the enchiladas you’d cooked up for dinner and you hadn’t been able to stop drinking the ice cold G&Ts he poured whenever you asked. And a couple of days passed like that, you two easily slipping into friendship again, ignoring the tension on your balcony from last time. But seeing Max in your summer home stirred up that desire within you, made you ache for him and leave your bikini bottoms all sticky and wet after you’d stare at his shirtless, muscley back from behind your sunglasses all afternoon. It was pathetic, really, that you had the real man right there in front of you but couldn’t seem to charm him.

And the torture didn’t stop even when he was out of your sight, when you woke up flushed in the middle of the night, heady from the pleasure of a recurrent dream you’d been having lately about a certain tall blonde Dutchman having his way with you as he bent you over your office desk and dirtily whispered a you going to let me cum inside you, schatje? Instead of helplessly pining, you decided to give your frustrated little pussy some well deserved relief that night. Opening your French doors out the the garden, you made yourself comfortable on the soft outdoor sofa on the patio as you slid up your silky nightdress and took your favourite bullet vibrator right where you ached the most. It was risky, sure - but it was your house, and it was far too hot in the summer heat to get worked up indoors. Besides, Max was asleep, all the way on the other side of the villa. There was no chance of him hearing what you were doing this many doors down.

So that’s why you didn’t hold your sweet moans back, getting louder and louder, eyes fluttering shut from the delicious pleasure your toy was bringing you, moaning his name on your lips just like you’d been doing in the dream. What you hadn't yet realised was that Max was very accustomed to being up at odd hours, gaming and sim racing away - but the summer heat had been intolerable as he ran warm anyway. And you certainly didn’t notice that your pretty show had caught the attention of the very man it was dedicated to, who was out on a late night walk to cool off.

He’d planned on minding his own business, truly, when he’d seen you throw your head back in pleasure - knowing that you were forbidden fruit as Carlo's little sister, having grown up protected and so naively experienced to the world of sin Max had been exposed to. You were far too precious, too pure, for someone as destructive and aggressive as him to touch. Really, he had planned on walking right back to his room, taking a cold shower and maybe jerking off to hypnotising image of you in a silk slip under the moonlight.

But then he heard you breathily call his name, your sweet voice calling out for Maxie, all high pitched as you remained lost in your fantasy. It’s what you’d called him when you were little, watching him admiringly from the junior Redbull garage as he and Carlos walked back from a race.

All shreds of self control he’d had to avoid getting involved with his friend’s sweet, protected younger sister - all got tossed aside. So when you became frustrated with your toy, biting your lip and scrunching your eyebrows cutely because it just wasn’t hitting the way you wanted - he couldn’t resist huskily asking if you want to try out the real thing, prinses?

You gasped, snapping your soft thighs closed and jolting upright, only to look horrified as you saw Max leaning against the patio railing, thick arms crossed across his shirtless figure. His hungry gaze and wicked smirk made it clear he’d seen you playing with your most intimate parts while moaning his name like a desperate little slut. You’d stammered out an apology, trying to talk your way out of the shameless scene, half painfully embarrassed and half furious he'd watched you so intensely even though he'd rejected you before. Max tilts his head, expression unreadable as he takes in your weak excuses. To your surprise, he stalks forward, standing in front of your seated form, murmuring that if you were truly sorry you’d make it up to him by picking up where you'd left off your cute little show.

You blinked, face flushed, asking him confusedly that you didn’t understand, you’d thought that he wasn’t interested in you, hadn’t found you pretty, after all the months of tension he’d walked away on the balcony-

Oh, schatje, Max sighed, large palm reaching out to brush your plush cheeks as he looked down at your upset face, his finger lingering against your pouting lips. I wanted you the moment I saw you in that black dress at our very first lunch. Your doe eyes widened as he continues, explaining how truly, he’d held back on his twisted desires for his friend's little sister, who he was expected to look after - but instead had been having filthy thoughts about, hmm? He’d used his other hand to palm the growing bulge then, making you gasp at the size even though his sweats. The things I’ve been thinking about, sweet girl…they're far too dirty for such a pure angel like you.

Heat spread through your body at his words, a dusty pink flush on your face. Shyly, you spread your legs wide open again, letting him see all of you, all of the wetness that dripped down as you weren’t wearing any panties underneath your nightdress. You wanted to show him just how much you wanted this, how you weren’t some precious little doll that everyone thought you were. So even though it made you blush furiously, you looked right at him as you leaned back on the settee and slowly slid a cute manicured finger down your slit before entering yourself. The desire in Max's wide pupils was obvious as you moaned his name again, coyly mentioning that you'd always wondered if he'd be able to better stretch you out, your tiny fingers and toys couldn’t do the job?

You finally break him then, and he growls and bends down to pull you towards him, his broad shoulders blocking out the sky but his sea blue eyes just as gorgeous to look at as the stars. You giggle at how enamoured he looks gazing down at you, but then you’re gasping into his mouth as he leans down to capture your lips with his. And your gasps turn to moans as the filthy kiss previews what comes next. Soon his lips are trailing down your delicate neck, over your sensitive tan nipples that Max swirls his skilled tongue around, murmuring that your tits were so goddamn pretty as his large hands squeeze the juicy flesh. You’re tangling your fingers in his soft hair as he teasingly sucks on your hardened nubs, arching into his mouth and tossing your head back.

And his wet kisses move lower, over your thick hips, and then he’s blowing softly over your exposed dripping pussy, holding your soft thighs open with a strong grip. Then he’s leaving slow licks up your dripping slit with a broad swipe as he chuckles that he’d been dreaming about this, too.

It’s all too much for you and you’re cumming all over his wicked tongue, and then his wide fingers, and then - once you beg for it and make his ears go pink from hearing you moan Maxie - you also cum all over his thick cock. It’s just as pretty and swollen as you’d fantasied about, splitting you open in a way no man had ever been able to before. You’re screaming and squirting around it, eyes rolling back at the mind blowing pleasure you’re finally recieving.

He kisses you sweetly after you both have had your fill of multiple rounds, murmuring how good you’d been for him, how much he loved it, loved you. You blush under the praise and fall asleep on his broad chest, still lying there on the outdoor settee and enjoying the warmth of his muscled arms protecting you from the cool night’s breeze.

And when morning comes you’re suddenly anxious that it was just a one time thing, that he would tell you he disliked it, that he should never have slept with Carlos’ sister. But to your delight it it seems Max had been holding back on how much he’d been falling for you too. He shows you just how much after the two of you go for a swim in the azure seawater and eat a lazy brunch by the pool. He’s raking his heated gaze shamelessly over your juicy ass, droplets still drying off as you lounge on the sunbed in a little bikini. You’ve barely finished your mango smoothie when he’s yanking the knots and palming greedily with his large hands. Fuck, do you know how many times I thought about ripping open those tight dresses of yours and doing this?

You smirk rather smugly and turn your head to look at him over your shoulder, where he’s begun sliding his raging erection along your bouncy cheeks, your soft flesh enveloping the hard length. Why do you think I wore them? You respond teasingly. Definitely not what I normally wear to a client meeting.

He growls, speeding up his thrusts along your fat cheeks and delivering harsh smack to your ass as punishment for your seductive techniques. You squeal excitedly from the tingles shooting to your clit from his forceful slap. You jiggle your hips tantalisingly, pushing back on him and he licks his lips before delivering more harsh smacks to your quickly reddening ass. You moan wantonly, ass lifted up in the air and your blushing face buried deep in a cushion when he splatters his cum all over your back, coating your caramel skin.

You swipe a finger through it to teasingly lick it up, sultrily commented on how tasty his cum was. His eyes widen at your unexpected dirty words, blood rushing to his cock again. And then you’re walking off to go prep dinner ingredients, letting him enjoy the view of your bouncing bum and leaving him on edge. He’d certainly made you wait, after all. A Sainz was nothing if not petty when they wanted to be. You play nice that afternoon, before springing your attack in the evening by slyly asking him if he’d teach you how to please him with your mouth next?

He’d choked on his empanada, his expression cutely flustered at the pleasurable idea. You’d fluttered your lashes and said please, Maxie, I want to make you feel good like you did to me last night and he was a goner when he looked into your brown doe eyes. So he taught you, his fingers threading through your pretty curls as you look up adoringly at him from where you kneeled. He quickly realised that although your eyes looked wide and innocent, your sweet mouth was anything but.

Safe to say, when your family finally joined you later on and took one look at how their princessa had ensared a 6 foot Dutch millionaire who followed her around like a lovesick puppy, you eared a new nickname. El tentadora de Monaco. You’d giggled from your seat in Max’s warm lap, ignoring the bewildered gaze of the idiota Carlos as even your father had given the new couple his blessing. The temptress of Monaco had a nice ring to it, sí?

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A/N: Hope you enjoyed anon!! As always lmk what you think and feel free to send more requests!!

[2tcs]

Day 2 Meeting a new family member and Wire

“My brother has moved to Gotham and I intend to visit them tonight as Robin.” Damian announced as everyone began to eat dinner.

“You have. A brother?” Tim haltingly asked as he looked at Damian.

“Tt. That is what I said. I advise not attempting to contact him unless he invites you into his home.”

“Damian. Why didn’t you tell me you had a brother?” Bruce asked.

“It was irrelevant. Danyal is older than me and had been deemed a failure by the time Mother and Grandfather decided to make me. I had been under the impression that he had been disposed of. In a way, I suppose he was, seeing as he was placed in the hands of some scientists who worked for the league.”

“But he’s back. Do you know what he wants?” Tim asked as Bruce disassociated.

“He would not go into detail but it seems that the scientists who raised him have found a purer and more radioactive Lazarus water. It is why I am meeting him tonight so he can turn over the more sensitive information without the league hearing about it.”

“Damian.” Bruce started before rethinking what he was going to say. “I would like to come with. He may be your brother but he is also an unknown.”

“I am aware Father. That is why I am telling you now. You cannot come with me but I will stay in contact and keep the com channel open throughout the entire exchange.”

“I would still prefer”

“Father. You will not come with. Danyal has expressly forbade you from meeting him.”

“That makes this even more suspicious! If not me then at least bring Dick with you.”

“Richard is in Bloodhaven and will not be able to get here in a timely manner. I am going alone.” Damian said before standing up and walking off.

“Damian!”

“Give it a rest B. He’s on a mission and I have a feeling he’ll go alone no mater what you say. If anything we could try to tail him but I have a feeling he’ll be on the lookout for that.”

“Hn.”

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“Akhi. You have fortified this place well.” Damian complimented as he walked into the office of the warehouse where Danny had made his base. It had been years since Danny had looked into the child that was meant to replace him after he failed one too many missions for Grandfather's liking. But to see that his little brother had managed to escape the league made Danny’s core hum happily.

“Thank you, Dams. But we aren’t here for pleasantries.” Danny said as he walked over to the single desk in the room and pulled a thick file out of one of the drawers. “In here is a brief rundown of the Fenton's research as well as a law that has recently passed that is in violation of”

Before Danny could finish talking there was a loud crash and a string of expletives.

“What the fuck! Who puts two wire traps mere inches from each other!” The voice shouted before the sound of a body hitting the floor. A few moments later the voice started yelling again as they fell into another trap.

“A friend of yours Dams?” Danny asked while he watched the door.

“A member of our family. Unfortunately. I had told Father not to come and I was hoping the fact that it was in Crime Allie would discourage Drake. I had not counted on Father getting Todd involved.” Damian sighed before walking over to the folder.

“As long as he does not wake up the littles I could care less. Perhaps we should help him out?” Danny asked. Not noticing Damian’s head snapping up to stare at him.

“Littles? You did not inform me of anyone else.”

“Hm. Long story short? You are an uncle to two little ones.”

“ALL RIGHT! WHO SET UP ALL THOSE… Demon brat. I should have known.” Red Hood said as he barged into the office. Causing twin crys to echo from a door on the opposite side of the main door. “Are those?”

“Yes, and your entrance has just woken up my kids. Dams? I have also left a number in the folder if you need to contact me. I will be off now.” Danny said as he began to walk towards the door the cries were coming from.

“There is a family brunch every Wednesday at ten in the morning. I request you to be there so that I can meet the new members of our family. Father would also like to meet you.” Damian said while ignoring Jason’s stuttering.

“I will think about it. Until next time Dams.” Danny replied before disappearing through the door.