#honorary grandchild

[moocha-muses]

"I was a little nervous about telling you, Tea, but you said to think of you as family . . ."

". . ."

"She is! She's very excited about being a big sister; it's adorable. She'll probably call you tonight to tell you all about it. Mmm? Oh, no, you don't need to send a gift! We're not even having a shower."

[omoghouls]

AAAA i would cryyyy (pos!) i love him

He loevs you too!! He gives so many compliments of you to Olli or anyone he's talking to 😤💖

[skylarstarlight]

Unfortunately, roughly 10 minutes later their Commander's ex came to get his employee and honorary grandchild. It was fun while it lasted.

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[sephys-wrath]

Wait, if Iris is Drayden's honorary grandchild, and if Drayton is his biological grandchild, then....

.... Siblings?

[spotsandsocks]

Hiii spotty 💕💕💕

🎃 + cuddles

-❤️🪐

365 words for cuddles, just for you Saturn. I didn’t know where I was going to take this one but I very much like where we ended up. Thanks for knocking on my door this Halloween. Here’s your treat

“Hey, when is it my turn for cuddles?”

Chim sounds grumpy and Maddie hides her smile by pressing her lips into the soft downy curls of the baby in her arms. It’s not his turn yet, hers has barely started and she has no intention of cutting her cuddles with the beautiful miracle in her arms short.

“You’ll get a turn.”

She sounds perfectly reasonable but subtly walks herself and the baby a little further away. Her wonderful husband is not above a sneak attack.

“Not fair.”

The discontented grumbling fails to move her. It’s her turn fair and square. She does feel a little guilty while kissing the top of the tiny head with little blonde curls just like her daddy’s were because she knows that when she’s had her fill of the practically edible bundle of joy in her arms it’s not Chim who’s next in line for cuddles.

Chim’s too far away to intervene and claim his cuddles when the baby swap finally occurs, and anyway Bobby’s his boss so he can’t get too sulky about it. Maddie does hear him mutter something that sounds like ‘foul betrayer’ she’s not sure which of them he’s referring too.

Bobby doesn’t even notice, too caught up in the tiny human cooing back at him and holding onto his finger with her whole hand.

Maddie crosses the room to Chim who greets her with a scowl.

“Oh shush, you’ll get your turn, it’s not like either of her daddy’s are in the line right now is it.”

They both look towards the couch where the two exhausted men are slumped into each other and fast asleep. They’re almost as adorable as their new daughter is, almost but not quite after all nobody but Eddie would be willing to line up to cuddle her brother.

Little Izzy on the other hand is quite in demand because Bobby has Athena hovering now trying to edge in on his cuddle time with his honorary grandchild. Captain Nash however has no intention of giving up his cuddles with the newest member of the 118 family anytime soon so Athena and Chimney will just have to wait a little longer.

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[quitealotofsodapop]

Shihua is looking at the youngest of the monkeys and thinking maybe that MK might be Wukong and Macaque's cub. The two elders certainly treat the kid as theirs, but when asked, MK refers to himself as Wukong's student, not his son.

Shihua: And what of you, young one? How did you come to be?

MK, sweating: Oh, uh... well, Pigsy and Tang raised me when I showed up on their doorstep lost and alone. Then, a few years back, I found Monkey King or... he found me? Anyways, he's been teaching me as his successor ever since!

Shihua: Oh dear, so you two were a child of the Floods that lost their parent?

MK, wincing: Not... exactly...

Wukong: MK is a bit of a... special case. Through some form of divine interference orchestrated by the goddess Nuwa herself, he was born of the same stone as I. It was only recently that we even discovered he was one of us to begin with, much less that we were connected at all, and we're still not even sure why that was.

Shihua hears this and thinks that means MK is either Wukong's version of Luzhen, born much later than his elder brother, or considering the significant time difference between their worlds that she will be fated to have another cub in the future. Either way, she hears "born of the same stone" and thinks, "Oh. Nuwa herself gave me another child." It isn't until much later, when MK is infodumping too much to his family when he finallytells them about Nuwa (promptef by Wukong's explanationabout being born of the same stone), and her just happened to accidentally eavesdrop she realized the whole 'born to be a sacrifice' thing MK had going on.

Hehe.

MK is finally forced to open up about his S4/5 trauma to his family. Namely the fact he learned that he's a clay baby created by the Goddess Nuwa herself as an extention of the Five Heavenly Stones in order to act as flexi-tape for the Fifth Pillar & herald the end of a apocalyptic cycle.

MK gets a lot of frustrated and horrified cuddles from his dads, bestie, and mentors. And the Stone Matriarch.

However the detail that he was created "from the same stone" as Wukong/Shihou throws Shihua into some speculation that she choses to keep between her and Ye Lin. Wouldn't that make MK related to Wukong? Is he biologically their grandchild? (Macaque is def mistaken for a second bio parent) Or would that "stone" have been the remnants of Shihua herself? Making MK her son?

"Born from the same stone" could also be Stone Monkey slang for saying you have blood-related siblings - a common phrase given that they're called Shi Baomus/Stone Nannys for a reason. Lots of adopted non-stone cubs end up in their clan. XD

This only further inforces Shihua's thoughts of MK being like her alternate son, whether he's that world's Luzhen or a future 3rd child. She thinks MK/Xiaotian looks perfectly like her beloved Ye Lin with his brown fur and golden eyes. <3

Learning about the "Harbinger" stuff horrifies the Matriarch, but hearing that her boys would have fought eachother to save the world makes her proud.

The Noodle gang, especially Pigsy and Tang, are considered honorary stone monkeys for helping to raise this stray cub. Pigsy and Tang share MK's baby photos and stories of raising him, and all the stone monkeys are aww-ing at the cute mixed family. MK is embarassed as heck.

MK is politely refered to as a "Prince" by the stone monkeys, much to his confusion.

He is his Shihou's successor after all!

[idkkprincess]

Okay more Gerald’s Journal thoughts cuz yah know it’s Maria central here (GERALD’s JOURNAL SPOILERS)

What if Maria’s sister is fine, she gets married has a normal life with no Mobian or scientific encounters of anything. She doesn’t really care for Maria..or anything of her past for that matter. She got out of that toxic family situation soon enough as she must’ve had a very overprotective childhood.

She’s in her 50s now..she’s got kids, grandkids even. But what do you know it shows up. One of her kids has it, and so she tries everything she can to cure them. And nothing works, because of course nothing does. And it leads her to the one person who is still connected to the scientific side of the family. She knows it’s a huge risk but every other option has been tried out and her grandchild is running out of time.

And so she asks for help from Eggman. Who now has a daughter in Sage, and is somewhat understanding. But Ivo, being Ivo, says that most of Gerald’s research about that was purely centered around Shadow so if he were to find some of any cure…then they would need Shadow. Which he did thankfully find…but then he got away.

And so begins the Robotnik road trip of finding their weird way ward uncle of sorts. But the thing is that her grandkid could have already met her Shadow in one way or another…or her grandchild is actually obsessed with aliens or mobians…her grandchild is weird and all he really wants is to explore the universe.

Sonic’s also there somewhere…he’s an honorary Robotnik as he’s the longest relationship Eggy has ever had 🤣🤣🤣 and he helps looking for Shadow, along with Abe and GUN

And you know what I have no idea what Shadow is doing 🤣🤣🤣

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

If it wouldn’t be too upsetting, I was wondering about an angsty counterpart to the “M6 meet the parents” post you made awhile ago. Maybe MC finally regains their memories of their parents, only to learn that said parents treated them horribly in some way or another.

The Arcana HCs: When MC remembers having bad parents

~ a lot of people struggle with reconciling a need for parental figures with bad memories of the people who failed to fill that role, and they're not alone. I hope this brings some comfort - brainrot ~

CW for angst, yelling, mentions of toxic parenting

-- to set the scene --

You'd always wondered what your family was or wasn't like. It's been years since your new start on life, and you're content in the family you've found with your beloved.

You did always wonder what the trigger point might be to catch a glimpse of what you used to have - maybe the dad you just passed in the street promising their kid "a treat, but only one, okay?" or maybe the snoozing toddler you saw being lovingly carried home on their mother's shoulder.

You didn't expect it to be the sound of an angry adult yelling at a child for crying outside the window.

Julian

Just as the memories and the yelling and the crying are about to become too much, you hear another familiar voice join in outside your window

You've been expecting Julian home any moment, and it sounds like he's finally here. And like he's ... talking to the kid?

He's speaking gently, and when you peek out the window he's crouching on the cobblestones between the two, using his pocket square to mop up the kid's tears and helping them blow their nose

You hear him say something about grown ups being ridiculous and people who yell doing it because they don't have anything helpful to say and the adult behind him flushes red while the child giggles

There's a moment where you think the grown up involved is about to yell at Julian instead, but one furious look from your beloved is all it takes for them to back off

When he finally makes it inside to take off his coat and greet you, he freezes as soon as he sees the look on your face

"MC? You look upset, my dear, are you hurt? What's wrong?"

Once you're able to tell him everything, you watch his face fall and waver between sadness for your pain and anger on your behalf

"MC ... you deserved to have someone look out for you, too."

He wraps you up in one of his all-encompassing hugs and holds you tight before putting his coat back on and pulling you out the door. It's time Mazelinka made you her honorary grandchild, too

Asra

They saw you tense up from the backroom before they heard what was happening outside

He was just going to take a peek at what was going on, but as soon as he realizes it's memory-related he springs into action

Immediately strides to the shop front, casts a soothing spell on both the people involved (with an added mild sedating effect on the angry adult), turns the shop sign to "closed", and locks the front door before hurrying back to check on you

They approach you cautiously, asking if you're in any pain, and then take you upstairs to snuggle while you work through it

He's not going to pressure you to talk, so he rubs his hands along your back and arms and tucks your head under chin while he asks a few gentle questions in case you need somewhere to start

They'd known that your relationship with your parents wasn't the best, but you had never gone into very much detail before

He's had his own parental difficulties, and he's still working through the hurt and resentment from their disappearance, but he never had to worry about their cruelty

They're quick to shut down any blame you place on yourself. They think you're the most deserving of love of anyone they know, and you definitely didn't deserve to be treated the way you were

Refuses to let go of you until you're repeating back his affirmations

The next time you see Aisha and Salim, they practically offer to adopt you

Nadia

She overheard it from outside the cafe you were sitting in too

She was already very disturbed from the cruelty she was witnessing, but when she saw that it was bothering you as well she stood straight up and sailed outside to deal with the problem

She doesn't need to use very many words. You watch in slight awe as she comes to stand next to the sobbing child and stare down the belligerent adult until their angry shouts turn into quiet apologies

Refuses to let them off the hook until they apologize to the child as well and vacate the premises. Makes sure the kid is safe before coming back and taking her seat again

Confused about why you're still upset when the issue's already been resolved

Shocked and deeply pained when you tell her what's going on. Will make sure that you're somewhere that feels safe to talk before continuing the conversation

She'll make sure all your needs are met before sitting you down with both your hands in hers and asking you to tell her as much as you're comfortable sharing

Hearing about what your parents were like gives her more perspective on her own. She knows that her own hurt is valid too, but your description puts her experience into a new perspective

Quick to tell you that, since you're marrying her, you're part of her family now

Will invite her parents and sisters back to Vesuvia to smother you with love and properly adopt you into the Satrinava family

Never tolerates shouting in her Palace again

Muriel

He started to freeze up a little himself when you passed by the loud situation on your way out of town

He remembers being that kid on the streets, getting yelled at by grown ups who only thought of him as a parasite in child form

He approaches slowly with the hopes of comforting the kid and finding a safe spot for them, accidentally scaring the grown up away in the process (he was frowning very deeply)

He can tell right away that you're not doing too great yourself, but he doesn't want to rush you so he gives the child a wildflower and makes sure they're safe before walking back home while holding your hand

He wants to make sure that you have the time and space to find the words you need, so he gets you situated in front of the fire and sits next to you with a project

Invites you into his lap as soon as you start to sniffle

Listens for as long as he needs to for you to say what you need. All he wants is for you to know that you're not alone anymore

He remembers what it was like to believe that he was unwanted and what a relief it was to learn the truth

He can't imagine how much it must hurt to go through the reverse

Will hold and comfort you for as long as you need it

He'll blush and need to pause a few times, but he'll tell you that he wants you to be part of his family now, both the family of his past and whatever family you find together in the future

Portia

She doesn't even notice that you're upset

She's too busy storming out of the Palace to where the shouting is happening on the bridge and outdoing the angry adult in both volume and fury. How dare they speak like that to a child!

The kid in question stops crying pretty quickly because they're too busy watching in awe as your beloved Portia verbally beats the adult into the ground

She pauses to give the kid a sweet smile and piece of candy before booting the grown up on their way and storming back inside

Continues to rant while she picks up what she dropped. No child deserves to be treated like that! Who does that adult think they are? If a kid is crying, they need comfort, not yelling! What kind of -

Somehow her passionate ranting is both validating and soothing, but even after you've calmed down a bit you still look upset enough for her to pause when she finally looks at you

"MC? What's wrong?"

Starts pacing and tugging at her hair halfway through your answer to keep herself contained and then hugs you so tightly you feel your ribs creak once you're finished talking

Takes five minutes to tell you how loved you are and how mad she is at your parents before bundling you out the door and into town

She's taking you to eat Mazelinka's soup and become her honorary grandchild. She's also threatening Ilya into becoming your adopted older brother (he doesn't need convincing)

Lucio

Genuinely doesn't think anything's out of the ordinary until he sees you becoming visibly upset

He figures that it must be the person getting obnoxious in a public place, so he flies in their face and tells them to shut up and get lost, they're being too loud and bothering his MC

Surprised when you show some compassion for the crying kid. What are you talking about, kids are there to be yelled at - wait - what do you mean they deserve to be treated gently? He wasn't!

... oh

Awkwardly throws the kid a sympathetic smile before pulling you somewhere less vulnerable to continue your conversation

The treatment you describe isn't foreign to him, but when he imagines it happening to you, someone he wants to protect, his perspective starts shifting and he works himself into a rage

Will suggest hunting down and beating up the yelling adult since he can't do it to your parents

Ultimately begins breaking down a little himself, because his need to protect child you from harm is throwing his own past self's need for safety into sharp relief and he doesn't know how to proceed

Ends up back at your living quarters with you and huddling down on the bed together with the dogs to work it out

It's going to be a long journey, but finding a piece of hurt from his past that lines up with yours gives both of you the courage to start the healing process together

[homunculus-argument]

Another random worldbuilding linguistic thing: What about a language with a bizarrely massive vocabulary for relatives?

The finnish language has a separate word for "uncle" whether that's your mother's brother or your father's brother - and the latter one is used for General Unrelated Uncles like for the old-fashioned custom of teaching small children to refer to unfamiliar adults as "aunts" and "uncles". The Donald Duck -comics actually use the wrong one when referring to Donald in relation to his nephews, as they are his sister's children, though the otherwise spectacular finnish translation can get a pass since the first comics were translated and published before such background lore reached Finland, or was written at all.

Swedish has separate words for paternal and maternal grandparents, your mother's mother is "mormor" and father's mother is "farmor", and "farmor" and "farfar" for your father's parents. While finnish isn't as efficient with these, both languages have specific words for whether a grandchild is your son's or your daughter's offspring, or simply "child's child" (barnbarn) if you don't know the genders of either or - I presume - to remain gender-neutral.

So what about a people whose language has different and exact names for any kind of relatives, or can-be-regarded-as such people? Like there's a separate word for "aunt" if that's your mother's sister, one for your father's sister, and a specific "auntie" preserved for your mom's best friend who's not actually related to you in any way but they've been best friends ever since they were your age so that's your auntie now. And there's a specific word for your mother's sister's bestie, and so on.

So people who speak the language can go "yeah I've got fuck-all to do with this specific person but he's my father's sister's best friend's son", while trying to explain the relation in a language that doesn't have the same terminology. And someone else goes "damn, how the hell do you people always seem to manage to keep track of this kind of shit, I barely remember my second cousins' names."

And the person explaining just shrugs and goes "nah no I don't actually even know him, I've just heard someone refer to him as my paternal-honorary-cousin-once-removed in a sentence one time. I literally don't even know his name."

[maysrinn]

In the Capitol AU, is Ma Plinth the honorary grandmother of the Snow children? The one that Lucy Gray likes to visit and leave the kids with?

She is 💫

Grandma’am despised Lucy Gray to the core and besides Janus, none of the other children got to meet Grandma'am, as she passed away just a year after he was born, coinciding with Coriolanus being 25 years old in the timeline. She possibly only accepted her great grandson for primarily resembling Coriolanus. Not surprisingly, Grandma'am never referred to Janus as Sejanus, a fact that didn't bother Coriolanus at all but was quite unlike Lucy Gray's reaction.

On the other hand, Mrs. Plinth always sprung into action whenever a new baby was born, eagerly offering her assistance to Lucy Gray. Lucy Gray gladly accepted her help because it felt genuine, unlike the maids and Avoxes of the household who were either paid or coerced into their duties. Additionally, Ma treated Lucy Gray with genuine love, viewing her as a beloved daughter-in-law. This warmth and affection from Ma made Lucy Gray feel comfortable leaving her kids with the Plinths, whom she genuinely enjoyed visiting.

However, Lucy Gray isn't quite sure about Strabo. This uncertainty stems mainly from his distant demeanor and his overly strict nature, which makes him a bit difficult to connect with.

______________

I adore the image of Ma doting on each grandchild, eagerly showering them with every treat imaginable. Rosie, in particular, is a little sugar-addicted gremlin, constantly in need of an energy boost, and Ma is more than happy to oblige. Rosie points excitedly at pictures of decadent cakes, pastries, or cookies, exclaiming, "THIS, THIS, THIS!!" and eagerly awaits her Grandmama to work her magic in the kitchen.

Although Lucy Gray does try to intervene and caution Ma about giving the children too much sugar, her efforts often fall short against Ma's loving indulgence. After all, who can resist the allure of those sweet, delightful treats made with Grandmama’s tender care?

No Xanthos is not forgotten! He’s actually just like Rosie just not as vocal and hyperactive about treats and snacks XD he craves them, oh yes, and Ma always notices even if he doesn’t right out say it.

Mrs. Plinth is among the rare few who refer to Janus by his full name, Sejanus, which doesn't sit well with Coriolanus.

[bottlepiecemuses]

Garp , That Is One Of The Most Heartwarming Things You Said

He already lost his oldest grandson and he’s not losing another surrogate grandchild. Seriously, just make Koby an honorary grandson or officially adopt him at this point. 

[orangesand-lemons-234]

anyway, modern au only child albert that was raised by his grandparents, and they are the most supportive people of all time.

his mamó kim brought him and race to their first pride parade wearing a shirt that said "the communal fairy grandmother" (she happily took pictures with people and gave out free hugs to them)

his grandad joey has never missed a single one of his dance recitals since he was a kid, and it is now tradition that they go out for ice cream afterwards.

albert brought jojo home from school once when they were younger and was like "this is my mamó, and the one watching the football is my grandad." and jojo was absolutely baffled because one set of his grandparents had already passed away, and the others lived miles away and albert just said "we can share!"

due to this, any friend of alberts is now their honorary grandchild, but they truly do not mind. finch has accidentally referred to kim and joey as his own grandparents on numerous occasions, and they have not once corrected him. they're just glad that albert has built up the family he didn't have as a kid, no matter how loud and chaotic they are.

[failingatlifespectacularly]

Do you ever see someone and just really want to be penpals?

Like: "hello stranger, I want to send you anonymous letters about my adventures in the woods in an entirely platonic manner, I want these letters to be so common that I become like an honorary grandchild to you, because I assume that you are significantly older than me."

Anyways, I just went past someone's house that had like four pride flags hanging up above their door and... yeah.

[fixfoxnox]

The fact that I’ve been keenly watching over my Email for any updates 😭😭 I’m obsessed!!! I love hearing your headcanons and the bts!! Do you have any more info you could spill to us?

I always have more to share with you guys!!!

If you want some headcanons/bts for the story, here are some thoughts about Roach's first life in the og timeline and some other fun stuff. Some of these will be playing into upcoming chapters 🤭

I mentioned it in an earlier post, but I fully stand by the fact that og ghost, while looking super similar to reboot ghost, had a completely different sense of style

Man had piercings, a little mullet thing, and just generally carries/carried punk vibes at all times

OG Soap was in love with Roach. He didn't realize his feelings until it was too late and Roach had already developed feelings for Ghost.

OG Ghost was a jealous king. Like super possessive of Roach, hated when anyone flirted with him, etc. Roach was his person and he was terrified of someone taking him away

Which, coincidentally, led to Ghost and Soap butting heads because Ghost could tell that Soap was in love with him. It didn't help that Soap was fairly flirty (just personality wise) and Roach was completely oblivious to the fact that Soap was in love with him

Roach used to have to break up fights between the two during off time. He never realized just how many fights he was breaking up/how serious they were

Ghost and Soap were at each others throat a lot, but they worked together expertly on missions and never let their anger at the other impact their work.

I like to think that Roach used to ask a lot of questions, which is how he knows so much about Price from his first life

Like as soon as they pulled this man from the gulag, Roach was asking a billion questions. He definitely grilled him about when Soap had first joined the team as well as what the man knew about Makarov.

Despite the fact that Price and Roach didn't know each other for very long, Price was genuinely upset when he realized that he and Ghost had been killed. To him, it was almost like Gaz dying again because both Gaz and Roach had been super upbeat positive people despite all of the chaos.

Couple of things about Jackson for fun!

Jackson and Griggs were actually friends on their squad in their first life. Griggs knew Jackson was super skilled, so it was easy for him to recommend him for things like the squad that were pushing up to find Al Asad.

Jackson has a huge family, both in the reboot universe and his first life. Man has like five sisters and six brothers and a whole army of nieces and nephews

Roach has become an honorary member of the Jackson family in the reboot universe.

Jackson's grandmother was the one to make Roach's scarf. Jackson is the closest with her out of his entire family (she was the only one to believe him when he was a kid and said that he was reborn) so he told her about Roach first and about him remembering to. She immediately set to making the scarf for him

Roach gets Christmas gifts sent to him from Jackson's grandmother, he always makes a point to send her back a little gift basket of craft supplies. Jackson joked after the first Christmas that he did it that Roach was her favorite grandchild now

Jackson and Roach definitely kissed at one point, like at least once, just for fun

Speaking of which, Jackson is bisexual

Jackson is also an honorary Sanderson kid and Roach's parents lowkey think that he and Roach are dating/married and just haven't told them.

They keep dropping hints about it and Jackson is always just

"💀 Roach your parents think I'm sucking your dick when you come to visit"

"You could have said that literally any other way"

Jackson is just very very chaotic. Like positive frat bro energy. Always dropping inappropriate lines because he likes to watch Roach blush.

When Soap/Ghost/Roach are finally together i just know he's lowkey hated by Soap and Ghost because he thinks its funny to flirt with Roach and Make them jealous

They also 100% believe that he and Roach have actually slept together.

"I wish I'd managed to get Sanderson in my bed! I probably would have ruined him for other men though, he would have been in love after one round."

Tbh I lowkey wanna write Jackson/Roach addition to the universe at some point, like a fic of their kiss or adding maybe a slight bit of romance between them at one point

They're just best friends man

Roach and Gaz are lowkey bffs on the 141, but Soap would probably flip his shit if Roach ever said that he wasn't his best friend, so Roach keeps it to himself

But like these two go off base to eat together all the time, especially while Roach was injured

They love to get Chinese food on the weekends and bring it back to the base for everyone. Typically on Chinese food nights they huddle up together in either one of their rooms or one of the den areas in the barracks to play like the longest game of poker you'll ever see

Roach usually wins

Unless Price joins them. If Price joins, he always wins

Before Price knew about Roach being reborn, Roach would occasionally make a comment about something that would have Price looking at him like 🤨 because "that was before even my time, Roach."

Price literally knew Ghost and Soap were gonna fall for Roach all the way back when they were on the roof before the stuff with Shepherd. Like he watched Soap and Roach interact and Ghost watch them and was like "God damn they're gonna date eventually"

Had a bet with Laswell about it, was one of the reasons he was so involved when Ghost was being rude to Roach. He was not about to lose fifty dollars because Ghost was being stupid.

Price is the squads #gaydad and he has a secret husband (its me, I'm the husband)

Jk, in universe he is single (only cause I'm not there 🤚🙄)

Gaz is also single. He very loudly complains about it to Roach on the daily.

Roach has offered numerous times to set him up with Jackson, Gaz only keeps saying no because he thinks Roach picked up on the fact that he thought Jackson was hot during the bar chapter and is embarrassed by it

Especially since he thinks Jackson and Roach are ex's

Roach absolutely did not pick up on the fact that Gaz is into Jackson, he just keeps asking because Jackson keeps bothering him

"Sanderson please get me the hot British ones number" "Ask again please 🙏" "Roach I'm telling you he's my soulmate okay, I will move to England and be his housewife" "Please tell him we never dated and that I could treat him right" "WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO? SANDERSON PLEASE"

(Me creating random ships out of nowhere? Yes, absolutely)

But basically, the whole team is lgbtq+ because I said so

Please ask me more about Jackson I love him sm, but I'll stop talking about him for now

When Soap and Ghost took to cuddle piling angry Roach while he was injured, it was some of the best sleep Roach has had in either of his lives

He also woke up several times to Soap drooling on his shoulder which, while slightly gross, he thought was adorable

He also woke up several times to Ghost with his face literally buried in his neck

To be fair, Soap definitely woke up several times to Roach literally wrapped around him like an octopus

And Ghost woke up several times to Roach with his face buried in his chest (tiddies)

Speaking of which, both Soap and Ghost were definitely dealing with having to confront their feelings for Roach during that period of time because I know they both woke up at one point with a fucking hard on for the guy

Though Roach doesn't intend to use it, he still definitely has James' number from the bar on his desk in his room. He just never got a chance to throw it out after he, Soap, and Ghost briefly got together

Though Roach literally worked with a version of Soap who was Captain of the 141, he literally cannot see reboot Soap ever becoming a captain to the team. Like the thought actually makes him laugh because of how feral this soap is

Speaking of feral, Roach has definitely watched new recruits on base get "accidentally" bitten by Soap because they were staring and Ghosts ass (or his, but he doesn't know that)

"How do you accidentally bite someone?"

"With your teeth, Bug. Obviously"

New recruits on base usually go through at least some of these stages:

"Wow Ghost is hot"

"Oh no, he's scary"

"His fucking boyfriend just bit me"

"Wow Soap is hot"

"Oh no, his boyfriend is scary"

"I just got the snot kicked out of me in training because I was looking at Soap"

"Now I'm injured"

"Oh wow, who is this cute guy helping me with my wounds and apologizing to me for the behavior of these other guys"

"Wow Roach is hot"

"OH NO, HIS TWO FRIENDS ARE SCARY"

Essentially most of the recruits end up being in love with Roach at one point. I know by boy just has an army of people ready to die for him.

Roach will never admit it, but he 100% thinks that his new lifes Price is fucking gorgeous. He is very confused on how the balding man he knew in his first like looks like...that now.

Of course he'd literally never admit this to anyone because Price is like a father figure to him and he would die of embarrassment if anyone knew

Roach and Soap both kept journals in their first life and they both keep journals in their new life!

Soaps is usually filled with sketches of Ghost and, after Roach joined, Roach as well

Roach usually writes down memories from his first life that come up + memories and fun conversations that he has in his new life. He also keeps track of every mission/place/people from his first life that happens/he goes to/he meets again

Okay I should probably stop here for now lmao, I let this get a little away from me

[charles-and-camilla-fanfictions]

All the Time in the World - Chapter 12

Part 2 - Imbroglio

“There are two kinds of secrets. The ones we keep from others and the ones we keep from ourselves.” Anon

Birkhall, January 2021

The only thing that has made this new lockdown bearable is the weather. There is a crisp snow on the ground yet the sun has just the faint touches of warmth and the skies are wall to wall cornflower blue. We’ve walked for miles every day just to feel less cooped up in the house. Whilst both of us have been working remotely, we’ve still got masses of spare time and we’ve spent more time together these past few lockdowns than the rest of our entire married life put together. Invariably, we’ve ended up talking through issues we have always just ignored. I’m taking it as a positive that we’re more involved in each other’s work and families than we’ve ever been before. I’m not quite as optimistic about his persistent need to overhaul our lives to analyse every minute detail.

“When did you realise that you loved me?”

I wince slightly. It’s a really difficult question. I look down at the dirt path in front of me and don’t answer. He leaves just a few paces before continuing.

“You can’t say you don’t know or you’re not sure. That’s not in the spirit of this discussion.”

I stall, stopping to pick up a stick and throw it for the dogs. “We’ve talked about this before.”

“Yes. But I don’t accept your answer.”

“What would you like me to say?”

This time it is him who pauses, wrestling the stick out of the dog’s mouth and throwing it again for them. “Milla, be honest. Why does it matter? It’s so many years ago.”

“Because every time we’ve discussed this, you’ve got upset with me.”

He scrunches his nose although he knows I’m right. “Alright. If I get upset with you, I’ll put an additional half a million into every grandchild’s trust fund. Then it’s a win-win situation for you.”

I gawp at him, knowing that he’s serious and hating that I’m so easily bought. He continues walking, chuckling at me and therefore understands.

“1970?”

“No. I did not love you.”

“I think you did.”

“I don’t remember ever thinking to myself that I was in love with you. I’m sorry. I liked you. I was very fond of you. Maybe I did love you. But I wasn’t in love with you. We hadn’t had enough time.”

“You’re wrong. You loved me.”

“You may have wanted me to love you. That’s very different.”

“When you married Andrew?”

“No. Stop torturing yourself. I was very fond of you. I was upset that things ended so badly. That it was considered best for ‘all parties’ if I married Andrew. But I did love Andrew then.” I watch the tip of his nose, the tell tale sign of displeasure and reach for his hand, kissing it before returning my eyes to the path ahead. “You asked me to be honest. You wanted to talk about it. You promised you wouldn’t get upset with me.”

“I promised I wouldn’t get upset with you. Not upset in general. After Tom was born?”

“I don’t know. No, you’ve got to allow grey areas, Darling. I was rather desperately unhappy and I didn’t understand why. And you were… I think if I wasn’t so sad, I would have been in love with you. But I couldn’t feel anything. You were my friend, my revenge, my secret. There was love there, certainly.”

“When my Uncle Dickie died?”

I reach for his arm to squeeze it. It’s funny how grief for a person you love never really dies. It just hides inside you, dorment, the pain numbed by the passage of time. His Honorary Grandpapa was such a huge part of his life, of our lives by that time, but your life continues to grow, despite the grief and eventually, that gaping chasm the loss created is no longer such a consuming part of your life, just a part of your life. But it’s still there, that chasm, if you allow yourself to think about it. Just as raw as ever. “Yes. I think that’s what made me realise I loved you.” This is a lie. I knew before this monstrous life event. For me, it wasn’t death that made me realise I loved him, but birth.

1971, Classiebawn Castle

I sit quietly, staring out of the window, pretending to be nonchalant as we drive through the countryside. After the panic of getting into his plane, where I had to pretend to be calm as he flew us across the sea, this feels relatively easy.

“You’re much less grey now.”

I sigh, inwardly. Evidently I wasn’t successful.

“I thought you’d enjoy a personal plane ride.”

“It was slightly better than an ordinary plane ride.”

He chuckles at me and reaches for my hand.

“It’s refreshing to see you have your own foibles. Sometimes you’re a little intimidatingly perfect.”

“Thank you?”

“It was a compliment.”

Other than the flight, every moment we spend together is so free of strife and hurt that I find myself relaxing. Today, I spent the entire day thinking about him. I never thought I’d be able to push Andrew out of my mind so easily but he’s a tonic to that mess. I might never love anyone as much as I love Andrew, but if I have to live without him, this will either be a wonderful alternative or the best revenge I could think of. I’m not sure I’m quite ready for the former. Pushing away the more unsavoury of my thoughts, I concentrate on the present instead. I’m good at doing that. Why live in the past or spend your life fearing the future when the present is the only thing you have control over?

“I’m taking you to meet my Uncle Dickie.”

“Oh, right.” I wrack my brains, trying to place the name and then it hits me and I force my face to remain neutral.

“Your hand’s gone all stiff. Relax. He’s like an honorary grandpapa to me. He’s looking forward to meeting you.”

“I didn’t dress…”

“You dressed correctly. We’ll spend the weekend hunting and walking and riding. You’ve got evening attire. You’re dressed perfectly.”

We sit in silence for a little while as I force my heart to stop beating manically before I blurt out, “Why him?”

“There are only two people in the world that I want you to meet who I care about and who care about me. One is my Grandmother, but you already know her, the other is my Uncle Dickie. I can’t introduce you to my mother and father but I can bring you to meet the people who raised me, who love me. I realise it’s not the same as you taking me back to your family house with all your immediate family, but it’s as intimate as I can do.”

I smile, raising his hand to my lips. “I can’t wait to meet him.” Because at this moment it’s suddenly true and I relax. He wouldn’t take me to meet someone who won’t be nice to me. That’s not his style. I don’t know if I’m in love with him or not, but I know there’s something special here. I’ve never felt so wanted and appreciated in my life. For now, I’m going to focus on being his friend. A friend I want to be with all the time. Well, a friend I happen to enjoy sleeping with. A friend I need to kiss at every possible opportunity. I wonder if he loves me? Maybe I’m getting carried away with myself. I might just be a bit of fun for him. That’s okay. I think. I’m certainly just a bit of fun for Andrew. It would be nice to be worth a little more.

“Do you really mean that?”

“What?” I was completely lost in my thoughts.

“Did you even hear what I said?”

“No.” It’s not worth lying about. “What did you ask?”

“I asked if you fancied going fly fishing and you said yes.”

“Did I? Well that very much depends. I’m up for most things if it involves company and chatting. So I’ll fish with flies if you are prepared to show me how to do everything and aren’t going to expect me to be quiet for long periods of time.”

“I might take you salmon fishing then. I don’t think fly fishing is for you. I find it’s a great way to contemplate life.”

“You mean you stand in silence in one spot for hours on end.”

“Yes.”

“I don’t think I fancy fly fishing.”

“What about if we go in a little boat?”

“Are we still fishing?”

“In the sea this time.”

“The same rules apply.”

“Do you ever do peace and quiet?”

“You’re with the wrong person for that. Only when I’m on my own.”

“I go on my own for peace and quiet also. If we go line fishing, are you going to be bored to death ten minutes in?”

“Are you planning on talking to me?”

“Of course. I wouldn’t bring you if I didn’t want to talk to you.”

“Sounds great then.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

He looks at me with a strange look in his eye and then he pulls the car around the corner. We turn out onto a road which runs parallel with the cliffs and I can see the fog rolling in off the sea. Then I spot the castle.

“How far away are we?”

“About fifteen minutes, why?”

“Will we be missed if we’re a little late?”

“No?”

“Pull up.”

He does as I ask and I get out of the car and run over to the cliffs. He follows, quickly behind me and wraps his arm around my waist, pulling me against him. It rises up out of the undulating rolls of the hills and towers high with twisting spirals.

“My goodness, it’s like something out of a fairytale.”

“The mountain behind it is home to the fairies. It’s said the doors open at night and the restless spirits float out. The villagers claim to hear them and some have been kidnapped to look after the fairy babies. If they escape before seven years have passed, they can leave but otherwise they are trapped there forever.”

“Don’t let them kidnap me.”

“I’ll keep you tight in my arms…

Come away, O human child!

To the waters and the wild

With a faery, hand in hand,

For the world’s more full of weeping than you can understand.”

“Yeats.” It makes me turn in his arms and he kisses me so, so softly until the heavens open and we have to run back to the car. But it’s too difficult to stop as he pulls me across the front seat of the car and I find myself on his lap, kissing him fiercely as the rain hammers down on the top of the car. His arms are wrapped so tightly around me and I feel his fingers grasping onto me, holding on as we sail off with the intensity of the kiss, pulling me closer even as I try to rock my hips against him and then closer still as I moan into his mouth as pleasure from this slight movement takes me unexpectedly. 

A flash of car headlights interrupts us and as we pull away from each other, I realise it’s suddenly got very dark. The car stops next to us and winds down the window.

“Your Royal Highness…”

We can hear him through the glass but Charles winds down my window, reaching over me to talk to the man.

“Are you okay, Sir?”

“Fine, thank you, Timothy.”

“We’ve got to go the back route. Workers have dumped a huge truck of gravel over the main road in and they’re not due to shift it until Monday. Follow me, Sir.” 

Classiebawn Castle is a fairytale outside but it’s cold and draughty inside. I feel like I’ve gone back several centuries, sat at dinner with the roaring fire and then I have to retire to the drawing room to leave the men to drink whisky and smoke cigars. My host seems pleased to leave her husband to his folly and we sit together for a good hour without either of us taking a breath from chatter for anything less important than a drag of a cigarette or a sip of a Tom Collins. Eventually, the doors open and a slightly drunk Charles escapes from the dining room and makes a beeline for me. He sits practically on top of me and wraps his arms around my waist.

“You smell of smoke.”

“So do you.” I like the smell of cigar smoke, but I don’t need to tell him this.

“Can we go to bed?”

“I’ve just got a new drink.”

He picks up my drink and glugs half of it before the vodka hits the back of his throat and makes him splutter.

“That’s really rude.”

He laughs with an indignant squeak, “The number of times you’ve downed my drink to get me to go!”

“Completely different.”

“What? Because you did it to me?”

“Yes.”

“Milla, that drink is vile. I think you’re going to need a nightcap to get the taste from your mouth.”

“Pick your tiple.”

He makes me laugh. Slightly drunk, he’s much more gangly and awkward than usual, wobbling around the room, finding a bottle of his choosing but when we get upstairs to a room warmed by a roaring fire, he no longer seems to be troubled by his limbs. 

“Are you sober?”

“No. But I’m not as drunk as I was acting. I had to get back to you somehow.”

It makes me laugh again and then he grasps onto my cheeks, making me look up at him, seeing my own reflection in his eyes before he kisses me. Kissing me in a way which makes every hair on my body stand on end, before pulling away to gaze in my eyes again and I get a jolt of shock through me as strong as the desire which is coursing through my veins as I realise that I want this to be a real relationship. I don’t want to just be friends. Perhaps this is the real thing and this is just the beginning. There’s something about kissing him which makes me forget to breathe and I can’t think about anything other than the feel of him. It’s okay. We have all the time in the world to figure this out. Friends or not, we’re very much lovers and tonight I have him to myself the entire night.

[ciaossu-imagines]

Hi, I hope this ask gets to you. I want to request some headcanons about the girls (Kyoko, Haru, and Chrome). What do you think they would be like as grandmothers (if ever they become one)? I’m new to your blog, and I love the event that you’re hosting!

Aww, I’m so glad you’re enjoying the event, dear! Welcome to the blog; I’m glad you’re here! Thank you so much for sending in such a cute ask and I hope you’ll enjoy the headcanons!

Kyoko

Kyoko is definitely a very involved grandmother. She loved having kids and I think ‘empty nest syndrome’ hit her hard after her children left and she never fully got over it, so I do think that, when grandchildren were announced, she became very excited and maybe a little overbearing at first.

She babysits the grandchildren every chance she can, and will definitely have at least one extra bedroom all done up so that the children can stay over. She’s going to treat her grandchildren just the way she treated her children though and she will expect them to follow the house rules and behave. She doesn’t spoil them any more than she did their parents.

She would definitely hint to her children that more grandchildren would be nice, and I think she’d love to see her children grow their own families quite large. She hosts family suppers often, has pictures of her children and grandchildren proudly displayed all over her house, has her grandchildren’s drawings on the fridge and is just very involved in the family overall and tries her best to keep the family close and to be a very loving influence in all their lives.

Haru

Haru is definitely that loud, crazy grandmother that everyone kind of inspires to be. She gets more and more unbothered by others opinions as she grows older, living her life exactly how she wants to and she doesn’t really care too much if she embarrasses her grandchildren when they’re out in public together. She encourages them to have fun and to live their authentic selves, whether that’s dancing down the aisles in the grocery store, putting together insane outfits together while out thrift shopping, or singing along full blast to the radio despite the windows all being down.

She will be a kind of competitive grandmother. Like, yeah, Susan, it’s so great that your grandchild just graduated early but my granddaughter got no less than three beans stuck up her nose this week and my grandson cosplayed as an Oni for his school festival so who’s really winning in life here? She’s just so incredibly proud of everything her grandchildren do and she’s very much going to brag about them.

I do feel like Haru kind of is overbearing as a grandmother at times. She will definitely butt heads with her children over how they choose to raise her grandchildren and she often feels like she has to defend her grandchildren whenever they get punished, scolding her children for being too harsh or not understanding enough.

Chrome

Now, I personally do not feel like Chrome really wants or will have children of her own. So, I don’t really think that she would have biological grandchildren. That’s not to say that she won’t end up in the parental or grandmotherly role to anyone.

I do think that, as she ages and grows, both as a person and as an illusionist, that she takes on apprentices of her own and I do feel that she could come to view her apprentices as children, hence gaining grandchildren that way. Even if her apprentices do have biological children, I feel like Chrome always ends up as an honorary grandmother and it is a role she does like, though she’s never going to be fully comfortable having full responsibility of very little children.

I don’t think she’s a super hands-on grandmother but a very proud one. She tends to be the grandmother who will collect pictures of her grandchild(ren) that she carries with her, the one who isn’t around much but always remembers to send birthday cards with the $50 bill in it and who spoils her grandchild(ren) with gifts.