#i like to see them as dad and son instead!

[edd-drawsyo]

Sky Loving the Stars (SltS)

No one has asked me about this but I wanna talk about it anyway.

Starscream’s reunion with Silverbolt and him meeting the rest of his kids. They were just saved from Sentinel, they’re still in the tower with lingering chaos. It’s not entirely safe but nonetheless Starscream has 4 little baby birds swarm him. The High guard commander had dreamed of this moment, though he hadn’t expected it to be with so many. This moment was one he’d replayed in his mind over and over, seeing skyfire again.. and Silverbolt. To have his baby boy run to him and embrace him. But that so far from reality. Instead of just the son he had when he left he now has 5 boys. 4 of them are practically climbing him, the ones he’d never met. Silverbolt didn’t run to him, he stood back behind the rest of his younger siblings and watched his father be consumed in a sea of excited, teary eyed baby birds.

Starscream looks at Silverbolt, his spark aching in yearning for that boy he hadn’t seen in so long. It almost hurt him to see Silverbolt hanging back. Did he hate him? For being away? But nonetheless Silverbolt just seemed nervous, terrified even to properly meet his dad. So Star gives his son a little inviting gesture, still while the others are hugging him holding on tight. Silverbolt hesitates a moment before walking over to his dad. They both look at each other before silverbolt’s mouth quivers and he wraps his arms around Star, its a tight hold. Like he’s trying to ensure he doesn’t go anywhere. Silverbolt settles and snuggles up to starscream the most. This little aerial bot had longed to see his father for so many cycles. How he worried similarly to air raid that he could potentially disappoint him. But most of all, Silverbolt had lost all hope he would ever see star again. All he had was one little faded memory. But he actually came home.

Thank you for coming to my ted talk

Also thank you everyone for even sending me all the asks that you have! It means the world to me you want to hear stuff from me 🥺

[blackcoldcrackedheart]

"Buck, go home." Athena tells him tiredly.

The condo is full, Michael and David are spending the night, along with Ann and Charlie. May and Harry are sleeping in her bed.

"I-I could stay. I can help clean." Buck tells her stubbornly. Athena can see the worry and tears in his eyes already.

Buck had been attentive to her every need and whim since that night. He had gone out of his way to pick up Michael and David. To help her arrange services with LAFD chaplains and the church Bobby and Athena attended. He even called the AA chapter that Bobby led.

He had been there for Harry and May when they got the news, he had been checking in on Hen and Chimney constantly.

"Buck, you've done enough. Go home." Athena tells him again. She can see he's fidgeting, his eyes wondering back and forth and his hands are shaking at his sides.

"Yeah, but I could stay and get breakfast -"

She takes his face in her hands pulling him down till he's eye level with her.

"Buck, go home." She tells him softly. "I know you're doing this for Bobby and I can't tell you how much I appreciate you for that. How much he would have appreciated you for that. But he wouldn't want you to tire yourself out for me and the others."

Buck sniffs. His skin getting warmer under her hands. "I promised Bobby-"

"I know." Athena let's go of his face and sighs, "But you can't save everyone right now, you should know that by now." She doesn't mean it harshly, she just knows how big hearted Buck is and mixed with his stubborn he is...

"You lost him too."

"It isn't about me, Athena."

She frowns and stabs a nail into his chest, "I didn't say that. I'm saying you need to grieve too. You lost someone that I know was like a dad to you. Bobby saw you as his son, Buck. He wouldn't want you to put your feelings on the back burner. You mattered to him." She reminds him pointedly,

"I don't want to leave you right now, Athena."

Athena rolls her eyes, Bobby and Buck were such guilt stricken softies sometimes.

"You're not." She stresses. "I'm relieving you of your duties, Buckley. I'm still expecting you to come back here tomorrow."

"Really?" He sounds hopeful and surprised.

"Really." She's not heartless. She knows how much Bobby meant to Buck, a part of her wanted Buck to be there too.

"O-Okay." He yawns, the fatigue finally hitting him. It was past 2 am now. She sees Buck pull out his car keys.

"You're not driving, Buck. You've been on your feet all day."

Buck looks like he wants to argue her but pauses, opting instead to pull his phone out. "Okay, I'll call a lyft then."

Athena pushes his phone down, "Don't bother. I already called your boyfriend. He should be outside by now."

Buck stammers a bit, looking down at his phone and then at her. "You called my ex boyfriend?"

"Is that what he is?" Athena asks sarcastically, raising her brows. She notices Buck chewing on his lower lip, looking bashful but uncertain as he processes whatever the effects of her words have on him.

The doorbell rings.

Buck leads them to the door, opening to reveal a nervous Tommy, wearing what Buck recognizes as his typical nightwear under a USC hoodie.

"Hey." Tommy gives them a brief wave.

"Hi Tommy." Athena gently pushes Buck towards the other man. "Do me a favor? Make sure he sleeps for at least 6 hours before he comes back here?"

Tommy nods, his eyes shifting to Buck and then Athena. "Will do."

Athena doesn't miss the soft shared expression between them. "And Buck?"

She watches him turn around, he seems momentarily alert but she sees the fear and worry in his expression. "Yeah?"

"Thank you." She hesitates at the door before walking up to him for a hug. She feels Buck stiffen a bit before reciprocating the hug and a part of her breaks as she realizes the 33 years old 6 foot 2 man sags a bit in her hold.

She does too.

They both need it right now.

She hugs Tommy as well. "Take care of him."

Tommy looks at Evan, it reminds her of how Bobby looked at her. Hopeful and in love.

"I will."

She almost wants to tell Buck that nothing is promised tomorrow. But she doesn't trust herself to get the words out before the tears start.

They were supposed to be together forever.

She watches Buck get into Tommy's truck, noticing as Buck relaxes into the passenger seat. His head turned towards Tommy and while Athena can't hear what they're saying, she knows that look between them.

It's the "the world is crazy but at least we have each other" look.

She looks at her wedding bands and holds it to her heart and then looks up at the night sky. The stars aren't bright but she can see them.

Maybe he can see her.

"We were suppose to have forever together." She wipes her tears away. "I love you."

[nquesoxlies]

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tbh there's also something a loooot of ppl need to learn calling "setting realistic expectations." i personally wouldn't want eddie back without an on-screen conversation between him and CHRIS about what CHRIS wants, otherwise his entire plot in texas would feel kinda moot with a throwaway "yeah chris is fine with coming back to LA :)" since this plot was big enough for eddie to drop everything to go finally make things right with his son. i didn't expect for him to show up for the two-parter. meanwhile, everyone i saw who was momentarily disappointed bc no tommy was like "ah well, we know we're almost definitely getting him next episode bc of leaks" and went on to enjoy the episode as a whole

its genuinely fine to go "aw no eddie? :(" its Not fine to review bomb an episode and repeatedly bitch about the director not putting ur favorite man in the episode when it makes 0 sense for him to come back so quickly and without showing us that he IS still working on being a better dad to chris. hell, go write fanfic about it where eddie IS back instead of review bombing!!! that's probably a way more fun use of time than review bombing!!!

honestly, these fans make me dislike eddie more and more ngl which isn't even the actor or the writers faults at all. if he leaves the show then it's not going to impact me that much unless his ending is fully unsatisfying, and that'll be more of a "cmon, writers, you knew this was where this was going, do better." i have never watched the show only for eddie like these people have. came into the show expecting to love madney + henren and ended up very emotionally invested in bathena while enjoying buck and eddie as well. i'm on the same page as a lot of ppl who have been here longer than i have been: we love the entire show rather than just eddie. honestly, i think half of these people don't even like buck. i already know most of them don't give a shit about the rest of the show from insulting ravi over him distracting buck with tommy to turning josh into the "number 1 b*ddie cheerleader" to ignoring henren unless they can use them as a "gotcha!!! you don't actually care about queer rep!!!" like.

@ BoBs: do YOU? because every time there's queer rep that threatens ur fanon ship, u actively get homophobic about it down to, what, 600? of you PROUDLY admitting you would commit a hate crime to make your stupid ship canon--including both real men and fictional characters like josh and tommy in your "i'd hate crime for them teehee!" bullshit.

idk queso its just wild to me how often i also see the "eddie diaz pretty pretty princess who wants to paint his nails!!!" like. painting ur nails isnt gendered, the fuck? BoBs see anyone gender non-conforming and goes "wow, inherent sign of queerness, i am very smart :)" while feeding directly into toxic masculinity with the idea that if you don't adhere strictly to what's deemed masculine, then clearly you're queer. even if you say you're straight and know you're attracted to women and only women, you're gay because you (checks notes) have emotions and cry over your friends and did ballroom dancing when you were younger.

anyway if im being petty then i kinda hope that eddie leaves to focus fully on chris and making a life for the two of them in el paso and ravi takes his place on the team so that we get indian rep permanently on the show for a bit! i think he could bring some new life into the team (regardless of whether the show goes on for one season or more) and it'd be nice to see buck in a mentor position to him. plus i'd love to see his dynamic with the rest of the team <3 i am still available to play his love interest who is there for a single episode before being relegated to one-off mentions <3 /hj

Yes to alllllll of this, Annie!!!

What's ironic to me, based on something you mentioned, is the nail painting. They want sooooo hard for RG to actually be gay yet an actor who does paint his nails (for self-harm reasons) they call a slur and tell him to die.

Like???? Wtf are we doing???

(I know your ask is about the characters but that shit will always rub me the wrong way about Ryan stans)

[cairoblair]

Hello!

Could I request a few things? All similar to each other….in a way!

Could we headcanons on the guys involving children, like how many kids they’d want (if they want any), what they would be like as dads, and how they would handle their s/o not wanting children?

I don’t see too many fics or HCs about them as dads or them with a family or anything and I just think it’s cute, But also understand that some people don’t want kids and respect that, and would like to see what they think or how they’d handle their partner not wanting children!!

Thanks so much!!!!!

awww yes i love this! hope you like it!

(a/n: these are my personal opinion of the LADS men as fathers. yours may be completely different, and that's okay! i hope you enjoy this regardless.)

Rafayel

my personal opinion? he's a girl dad, 100%

how many? two or three, i think he wants to see the difference in how his children would flourish

girl dad? he'd love to dress them up, paint their nails, do their hair, and have little tea parties. he loves playing pretend with them. he'd probably ask them to play instead of the other way around.

boy dad? he might be a little flustered at first, but he'd raise lovely, empathetic little boys. they would appreciate the beauty in life, and understand the importance of recognizing it.

you don't want kids? he might be a little disappointed, but he understands. it can be a lot of stress on you and your body. he's perfectly happy spending your days together on the beach or in his studio.

Xavier

that's a twin dad if i've ever seen one. one boy, one girl, i think

how many? he'd probably be good with the twins. they're a handful by themselves

girl dad? he gets a little embarrassed when she dresses him up, but he does it without a complaint. he'll wear the little bows and headbands with her as much as she wants, no matter how silly he may feel. and he'll happily play animal crossing with her when she learns how to press the buttons

boy dad? he doesn't quite know how to handle his energy, but if one thing's for sure, that little boy is going to be emotionally mature. no throwing your controller when you get mad at the game. just breathe, little dude

you don't want kids? totally okay with him. he appreciates the peace and quiet that exists with just the two of you. there's no pressure from him - if you're happy, he's happy

Zayne

i think he could go either way with gender

how many? one or two, he knows the toll pregnancy takes on your body and refuses to push your limits

girl dad? he's so soft with her. he knows how to braid thanks to the kids in the hospital, so he'll use those skills to help her do her hair in the morning. he'll encourage her imagination, and happily read bedtime stories before he tucks her in

boy dad? what a chivalrous four year old. he hopes to make him a mini Zayne, though he'll never say that out loud. he'll probably be a little bit stoic, like his father, but he has his moments of mischief. all Zayne can do is shake his head and say, "you must've gotten this from your mother."

you don't want kids? from a doctor's perspective, he understands completely. it can take a toll on your physical and emotional health. he's perfectly content with it just being the two of you. as long as he has you, he has the world

Sylus

GIRL. DAD.

how many? one. i think he's an only child father. though, he wouldn't be opposed to a few

girl dad? oh, she's spoiled. she's got her dad wrapped around her little finger. anything his little girl wants. but, she's ready to kick ass too. she's a feisty little thing, but he loves it. he's going to make sure no boy ever treats her as well as her father does

boy dad? he's competitive with him. he'll teach him to box, and he won't go easy on him just because he's the father. he's probably spoiled too. he'll teach him how to take care of the yacht, and his son will definitely use that as a way to get ladies when he's a teen

you don't want kids? no problem. kids can be quite disruptive, and his schedule is already pretty unorthodox. he's happy to spend his days spoiling you instead. that black card isn't for nothing, you know

Caleb

i think he'd be great with either

how many? oh dear...probably as many as you're willing to have

girl dad? he's extremely protective. don't touch her, don't talk to her - that's his little girl. he's ecstatic to play with her dolls or plushies, and he's all over dressing up. he'll probably be the one to tire her out, instead of the other way around

boy dad? that's his little buddy. he'll teach him to play basketball, just like his dad did. he'll be a little disappointed if he chooses something else, though. one thing's for sure, caleb's protectiveness will definitely rub off on him. whether it's his sisters or his mother, he's ready to throw hands

you don't want kids? he's a little upset, truth be told, but he would never pressure you. you're everything to him - happy wife, happy life, after all. besides, that means he has you all to himself. he'd be a little jealous of the attention the kids get

[jeyusosqueen]

Southern Charm: A Story of A New Beginning

Chapter 1: OC x Jey (The First Meeting)

TW: Alcoholism, Traumatic Brain Injury

Sara

Sara had been one of those girls back in school. Trying to be popular. It never worked for her. Instead she was one of those they called outcast. Never fit in anywhere. She had a lot of friends though, but she was never a cheerleader or anything of that sort. However she was more of a book club girl. Always getting into the latest Harry Potter-esque book or something cool about dragons. Sons of Anarchy was a thing to her also. She loved the biker culture. 

She made the move to Virginia to start a new life and help her Dad who was suffering a traumatic brain injury (TBI). Sara happened to be in Richmond that night when one of her friends Trisha called her up and said WWE was in town and asked if she wanted to go, she had ringside tickets. Sara who had been a lifelong wrestling fan happily agreed. Trisha picked her up as they got their food to go from the local seafood place. Trisha saw the expression on Sara’s face “Girl, you doing okay? You seemed stress of late. I heard about your Dad. “ The look on Sara’s face was apprehensive. “Yeah, thank you. He fell, said he was drinking…according to the toxicology reports. Figures, I tried helping him get off that shit. “ She scoffed and sighed. Her father was dear to her and yet also she felt a burden.

They finally got to the arena and Sara brought one of Jey’s newest shirts the pink one with the words “Yeet” on it. Pink was one of her favorite colors and she always did say a man looked good wearing pink. “Girl, they coming out! “ They ran to where the stars were coming off the bus as she was getting a good look. She saw some of her favorites like Rollins, Reigns, Punk and a few notable others. She got a few autographs. Then to her surprise, she saw her favorite of all time Jey Uso ride up with his brothers Jimmy and Solo, Jimmy’s wife Trinity happening to accompany them as well. She was a huge fan of Trinity’s as well. Sara had on her Yeet shirt and a pair of Trinity’s glow bracelets as everyone cheered.

Showtime

Sara and her friend got settled in their seats when a personnel came up to them. “Ladies, you two were given backstage passes for after the show. “ She looked to her friend and then back at the gentlemen “Really? Thank you sir. “ Trisha said politely and smiled to Sara. The show started and they enjoyed a few matches, going for their favorites. Sara and Trisha then lept to their feet when they heard Jey’s music hit as the crowd energized and everyone started yeeting. She saw Jey come out tonight, It was WrestleMania season and he had a big match at Mania41 for the World Heavyweight Championship. Sara knew how hard he had been working for this very moment. Then she rolled her eyes and booed along with the crowd as Gunther came out taunting him and then the attack on Jimmy. She and her friend were horrified seeing all the blood and everything but most of all her heart wrenched seeing Jey’s pain for his twin.  She heard Jey clearly say “I’m gonna get your ass! “ to Gunther as the crowd was booing Gunther. The medical staff came out and helped Jimmy to the back as Jey followed.

Aftershow: Backstage

Sara and Trisha had made their way backstage. Still reeling from all the chaos that happened prior. She hoped Jimmy would be okay as that was her other favorite Uso brother. She had met quite a few talents backstage getting autographs and pictures. She stopped when she saw the sign that said “Medical”. She saw them working on Jimmy but stepped back to give them respect and privacy. She saw Jey sitting outside as he was frantic and worried, making a call to his parents giving them an update on what happened.

Jey

It was there I saw her and everything changed for me. She came over offering me a towel and some water she just happened to grab. She didnt work for the company, I saw the pass around her. A fan, yes. But in that moment she became more than a fan to me, she became a friend. “Thanks miss, but forgive me can I ask you your name? “ I said with a soft smile after wiping my face and getting a drink. Then it was that beautiful Southern accent that swept me off my feet “My name is Sara. “ I heard her say. She had that AJ Lee look about her but something more beautiful. Long brown hair and a smile that made my heart stop. “Th-Thank you Sara for your kindness. That means a lot to me. “ I smiled to her as I saw her smile again. I heard her speak up “You okay after everything out there? How’s Jimmy? “ Her kindness and concern for my brother meant a lot to me as well. “Ah you know Big Jim he’s pretty damn tough. He’ll bounce back soon enough. But he wants me to have my moment this WrestleMania. He said it’s all about you, Uce. “ I joked with her as we laughed. “Say, normally I dont do this with a fan, but, I’d like to get to know you better. Say you guys got a Waffle House around here? “ He asked and he chuckled when she piped up with that beautiful Southern accent again “Sure do, darlin”. Sara said with a smile as I offered her my arm as we walked off. 

Sara

After getting the “Go get him, girl” and blessing from Trisha, Sara got her purse and her bag with her purchases in them as she got in the car with Joshua, Jonathan and Trinity as they went to the nearby Waffle House. She said to Josh “Around here, Richmond has the best grits bowl if you’re into that too. But the blueberry waffles are a big hit. “ She giggled when he piped up with his signature “Yeet”. She was talking to Trinity about their common backgrounds as Southern girls growing up. Her originally from Georgia and Trinity being a Florida girl. Sara chuckled as she answered a Trinity question “Yeah girl it was too hot down there. But we moved here to be close to my brother when my Dad’s accident happened. “ Sara had explained to the group about what happened to her Dad and she could see the sympathy in their eyes, kind sympathy that was. She heard Jonathan say “We’ll say a prayer for your Dad if that is okay? “ She smiled at that and she could feel herself almost cry as she leaned over and gave him a hug. It was then they got to Waffle House as she ordered blueberry waffles with scrambled eggs and toast. Josh, Jon and Trinity ordered what they wanted to eat as they waited for their food. She poured herself some coffee and looked out the window as she grinned showing them what a bluebird was. It had flown and sat on the window watching her. Mama She thought to herself as she could feel her mother’s presence watching her from heaven above. Inside her head she heard her mom’s voice “He seems like a sweet guy, princess. Ride the wind see where it takes you. “ 

Jey

When she showed us the bluebird I smiled at that. It also reminded me of my Uncle Eddie who was known to the world as Umaga. He was the reason and I Jon started doing what we’re doing now, besides my pops and family of course. Hearing about her mom I frowned and my heart grew even bigger for her. It felt like I couldn’t wait to bring her to meet my family. But before the fam, if things went well and the way they were going, I wanted her to meet my boys first.  “I love animals. “ I said with a grin “We had all kinds growing up, didnt we Uce? “ He and Jon chuckled as Jon said “Yeah with all the outside animals you brought home, Uce? I thought Dad was going to flip his can. “ The four of them laughed as Josh shook his head “But for real though I’m an animal guy. “ He said with a grin. Accidentally but purposefully I felt my hand slip into Sara’s as I felt her gaze meet mine, we shared a smile.  I didnt know what I felt at that moment but I knew I could feel something. Elvis had come on the jukebox as Jon and I started singing. 

Sara

Then the Elvis song came on. That one that was her grandma’s favorite. Grandma who had been her Father’s mother. The grandma she loved and adored growing up. She listened to the song and Elvis’s strong tenor “For I cant help falling in love with you…. “ As she was awoken from her dream about dancing in her Grandma’s kitchen while baking, she felt a strong but soft hand extend to her own “Would you like to dance with me? “ Joshua asked as she felt herself blush bright red and smile “I would be most honored. But forgive me if my dancing skills are a little dry, I haven’t danced in lord knows how long. “ They laughed as Trin said “Okay lovebirds, y’all have fun. “ Jon shook his head “What you mean, Trin? We gonna dance too! “ Then Jon and Trinity joined in on the fun. Sara laughed at them “They do make a cute couple, I always thought they did. “ She admitted to Josh as she could feel him smile, that warm smile that always caught her heart. “What day are you leaving? I could give you my phone number, email, so we can keep in touch. “ She said knowing eventually they would have to part ways or…would they? She saw him shake his head as if telling her not to worry.

Jey

He knew eventually they would have to hit the road again, he had another interview to do for WrestleMania week. “What if, what if I flew you out to see me? You could bring your Dad too. I’d like to meet him, he sounds like a cool guy. “ He saw her smile as he heard her speak “You wouldn’t mind? I would have to arrange his doctors and physical therapies there. “ Joshua heard her and shook his head “You need not worry about that, Uce. I’ll take care of all that, make sure he has the best care possible. “ He said as he smiled. He thought to himself “Damn Uce, you just met the girl and you’re already falling for her? Don’t let her go. “ After he paid for their dinner he made sure she got back home and walked her to the door. He could see her Father inside on the couch, watching the news. “Mind if I come in? “ He asked as she let him in. She introduced the men to one another as her Father was grateful someone was looking out for his babygirl. Joshua walked through the house as he slipped off his shoes out of respect. “Beautiful home you have here, sir. Sara’s told me a lot about you. You are a smart man it sounds like. You have an amazing daughter, you know that? “ He saw her father swell up with pride “Thank you, Joshua. That means a lot to me, she’s an amazing girl. “ 

Joshua smiled at that as he then texted his brother that he would be along soon. He was still at the house. Man, he didnt want to leave her. “Hey we are going to be in WrestleMania in Las Vegas on Saturday. I got you and your daughter tickets and VIP passes. And dont worry, hotel and expenses are on me. You have my word. I got your private jet passes as well. “ He said and went over and shook her father’s hand and smiled. It was about that time he had to go meet his brother and Trinity. He walked to the door but he turned back “It was nice meeting you, sir. I cant wait to see you again. Hopefully this time you’ll see me win a championship. “ Both men laughed as he heard her Father say “Thank you again Joshua. I look forward to seeing you as well. Kick his ass! “ They shared another laugh as Josh left the house and walked out to the car.

Sara

It was nice to see her father laughing with Joshua. It was good to hear her father laugh and to see him smiling again. He hadn’t smiled much since her grandmother died. The one who had the love of the bluebirds. She saw another bluebird zoom by which she thought was her grandpa and another bluebird. “Grandma”  She said to herself as she grinned pointing them out to Joshua. She then realized she was probably holding him up and apologized “I’m s-sorry, I know you have to go…” Part of her on the inside was begging him not to leave her, part of her wanted to go with him. “Thank you for this evening. I had a great time. “ She said with a smile as she hugged him tight. She felt his strong arms around her figure, almost lifting her up. She helped him with his jacket “Almost dont need a jacket here this time of year, it’s getting so hot outside. “ They both laughed as she could feel their faces inches away from one another.

Jey

They shared a laugh and their faces inches away from one another, he was close to her. He didnt know what to do, almost clueless. He slipped her a card with his number on it. “I’ll text you the info and I’ll arrange everything okay? Have someone pick you guys up. I cant wait to see you. “ He said with a smile as his finger lifted her chin and up to meet his gaze as he took a breath “Damn it Joshua, what if she slaps the fuck out of you or something? You idiot. “ He thought to himself but decided to chance it anyways as he leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips. “Something to remember me by, to think of me till then. “ He chuckled “Okay babygirl, I’ll see you real soon. Promise. You gonna see me become a champ. “ They both laughed as he got in the car and blew her another kiss as the car pulled off.  

Watching her as the car started rolling as he turned back till she was no longer in view. He was missing her already. “Damn it, Joshua. What are you doing? “ He thought to himself. He went back to the hotel and met with his brother and Trinity. They were teasing him about his little date. “Nah Uce. She’s a good girl. I met her father, he’s a sweet guy. Been through a lot. Alcoholism isn’t easy.”  Jon nodded at that knowing his own previous struggle with addiction “He seems like a tough guy though. “ Jon had said as he had seen her Dad also. He felt the playful slap on his shoulder from his brother “You falling for her aren’t you, Uce? Saw the look in your eye, you couldnt bear to leave her. “ Joshua looked at his twin after Jon had spoken up “Yeah I’m falling for her. I know she has a lot going on with her Dad and I’m willing to help her. Gave them tickets to fly out to Vegas, got them passes and everything. Told them I’d take care of the hotel. “ Josh said looking to his brother “Something about her, Uce. It’s like she listens to what I say and understands me. “ 

Sara

That night as she lay in bed watching tv, one of her favorite movies Blue Beetle. She was such a superhero nerd it wasn’t even funny. She heard her phone buzz thinking it was Trisha with “So how was it? “ But no it was Joshua with “Hey babygirl. Been thinking about you tonight, ever since I left there, I cant stop thinking about you. I can’t sleep because you’re on my mind. “ Her heart raced. She had never kissed a boy before, never been with anyone sexually, never had a true relationship. But this man wanted her and wanted her bad. She first texted Trisha with “Omg girl, he texted me that he misses me. “ After getting a cute reply from Trisha with her saying “Awww you two are cute. “  Sara laughed and shook her head

She felt her phone ring as she answered it. In that gruff voice that she knew distinctly and that way he spoke. “Hey babygirl. You’ve been on my mind ever since we left. I’m so glad I met you. I haven’t stopped smiling since. Jon and Trin are teasing me about it. “ She felt herself giggle “Well thats a good thing, right? I want to make you smile. Lately I know you’ve been so stressed and burnt out. But remember, take care of yourself. “ She said sweetly in a honey tone. “I’m so happy I met you, Joshua. And wherever this goes, whatever happens, I hope we are the best of friends. “ She finished as she heard him speak up. Joshua then said “Babygirl, I think we’re past the friendship stage now. “ His words hit her. What did he mean by that? “I’m getting mine and dad’s stuff packed tonight and we fly out tomorrow. “ She said with a blush “I cant wait to see you. “ Before hanging up she heard him say “I cant wait to see you too. Hell, even let you meet my family. “ Meet his family? She felt her stomach turn into butterflies as she felt herself lose her breath. “I cant wait then. “ She said sweetly “I’ve always been a big fan of your family. And it all started with The Rock. “ She said as they both laughed. Joshua said “The Rock says… “ They both laughed again. Joshua said “Alright babygirl. I’mma let you get some sleep. See you tomorrow then? “ She responded with “See you tomorrow, Uce. “

After hanging up with him she was sure to get their luggage and everything ready. Getting her Dad’s clothes and breakfast stuff out for in the morning. She instantly fell asleep as she felt herself lose herself in her dreams. That voice, that sexy man. The way he walked, the way carried himself with pride, with that swagger. She grinned as she bit her lip. “Those damn grills…” She whispered to herself as she finally fell asleep.

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[mystycalypso]

I would love to see Laserblast and K.O. Bonding. He really does care about his son since you also headcanon Laser to not have had much parental guidance so this was definitely him trying his best and learning on the go.

Probably have read up on what to do as a single parent or something, until he ends up trying to learn on the go. Better than what any books can teach you. spoiler Alert: They can't with this thing.

I kept putting this off until I could post K.O.'s sheet, however, uh, I'm not even sure if he'll even win this next poll and I cannot wait to post cute father-son stuff. So you guys get to see his design early

He'd finally left his vigilante days behind him when K.O. was around 3, agreeing to go undercover for P.O.I.N.T. in Lakewood, and opening the Fitness Dojo.

Actually being around and awake during the day, and without Dr. Greyman to babysit at night, it was then when he finally realized the impact what he'd been doing was having on his body, and more importantly, that he was extremely unprepared for an extremely extroverted and hyper child. While looking into books or other things of the sort would've been smart, he instead turned to his three first and best students, Gertie especially.

When he had time off, time outside would be a consistent part of their routine, especially before naps and bed in attempts to tire Kaio out. Though most often it ended up putting them both to sleep.

He also rather quickly realized just how fascinated Kaio was with heroism. More than much else honestly. And being able to tell someone else about the petty evil he would fight as a kid, or his time as a junior member without getting compared to a "bigger" hero was an exhilarating experience.

Sure half the time he was convinced he was failing somewhere, or not parenting as well as others he saw around the plaza, but hearing him tell classmates that his dad was a great hero, made him feel important, even if it was only to his kid.

As K.O. has gotten older, it's become a running joke to those around the plaza that they tend to mirror each other, sometimes on purpose, like K.O. trying to copy the way his dad chews on suckers to help him think, even after he's accident knawed the candy off and is left with a dissolving paper stick. Or just accidentally making the same face at a food they don't like, the joyous glimmer that lights up their eyes at the idea of helping others. Or even the way they wring out their sweatbands after a long workout.

Finally, a rather regular part of their routine still is a weekend spa day, at least twice a month. As you guys have sort of already gotten to see, K.O. has a lot of his father's more androgynous or even fem-leaning features. Most obviously his longer natural lashes. His father is also very comforting in his gender expression. So he's been taught that makeup and clothes are genderless, and self-care is vital to a hero. (Although at his age, he doesn't understand that that doesn't just mean properly cleaning and taking rest days from workouts)

Laser still often has moments of- for lack of better terms, youthful stupidity. Despite being 27-32 he's a bit stunted maturity-wise, often being seen as downright childish by others, when K.O. isn't around he'll try to cover this by masking, acting more stoic and 'mature', however when his son is around he has a much harder time resisting the urge to just be himself. And when he does drop the mask after, he seems to get a lot more blasé and tired about the whole thing to an almost- odd degree.

[fear-co]

FR poor Brock! Brock & Claire had such good chemistry in MU, it would've been so adorable if they'd gotten married instead & maybe we got to see their weird hybrid bird children. She could've still been in MoW but in a different role, heck she could've been working at Fear Co in her current position, just not married to Johnny. Like imagine she gets introduced as head of marketing at Fear Co and then gestures to her daughter who looks just like her but has a bird beak and horns, that would've been so dope. Claire is such a good character and I wish she had been in the show just as herself instead of as "the wife"

I feel like Claire being Johnny's wife was a rather arbitrary decision based on them wanting to include another cameo from MU. I get there aren't that many named female monsters with speaking lines in MU (which is a bummer) so maybe they just decided she would be the most recognizable? But I just don't feel like she and Johnny have ANYTHING in common, or any chemistry at all really?

I get that the writers felt Johnny NEEDED a wife & kids in order to do the whole "family man who's secretly evil" thing. But there are other ways they could've done that without screwing over Claire & giving her 2 kids to solo raise with a disgraced husband who's in prison.

Like, maybe JJ is still Johnny's son but we just never meet Johnny's wife. Or he doesn't even have a wife and JJ's just his kid who's origin isn't explained, because does it even really matter? He could just be a single dad.... OR..... Johnny's parents are still alive, just old as fuck, however they're genuinely, outspokenly proud of Johnny, and he's shown to be a loving son. That in particular would've been a great parallel to Tylor and his relationship with his parents.

When I watched S2E1 and saw Johnny and Claire got married, my 1st thought was "meh" cuz highkey I always saw Johnny as a closeted gay guy.

He spends all of MU strutting around with his frat bros, following Sulley around, staring at him, touching him on the shoulder and arms and stuff and calling him "Big Blue".

And even though Johnny has that obnoxious rich boy personality, he never flirts or shows off to a girl like you'd expect an obnoxious rich boy to do. When he's introducing the sororities at the ROR party he doesn't react to them aside from giving them complements, like you think that would be an opportunity to flirt but nope, you think he'd be shown dancing with a girl at his party but he doesn't.

NOW TO BE CLEAR, I wasn't gonna delude myself into believing Disney would give us an actual gay character, it was more like a headcanon tbh. As a lesbian, to me he was one of those "a fisherman always spots another at sea" kinda deals. So whatever he married Claire... i guess he's straight...

But then.... there was that fruity ass DINNER EPISODE? BRO?!?!?!? Johnny invites Tylor to a fancy french restaurant with mood lighting wearing a silk suit with the top button open? He offers to buy Tylor a drink & then orders on his behalf when he leaves? He offers to buy Tylor a CAR? Like goddamn dude I was right all along!!! he WAS into college hunks and STILL IS, he's just upgraded to Sugar Daddy now. Good for him! Good for him

[0wldn0]

I miss drawing my Earthspark AU but I wanted to redraw this hug first 🥺💕

[moeblob]

PDA-aversive Saizo my beloved.

[alltheglowingeyess]

saw someone on twitter talking about the final moment in the recent pjo ep and percy realizing he can breath underwater and i just have so much to say about it omg

until that moment, percy's instances of tapping into his powers inherited from poseidon were purely accidental. they all came in moments of self-defense and he never made active moves to try and understand them. until that moment, he had rejected his father and any title as the son of poseidon. so this is the first moment we see percy accepting his powers and, to a certain extent, his identity as the son of poseidon.

[gutsfics]

thinking about what Neel's directoral debut is. bc Of Course he eventually directs something

itd be a psychological horror/haunted house movie called White Picket American Dream or something like that thats about the standard American Nuclear Family of Father, Mother, Brother, and Sister (idk if the characters have names or if theyd just be reduced to titles like that). the father has just gotten a promotion at his nepo baby job work just before the movie starts & its them moving into a mcmansion in the suburbs and their american dream slowly crumbling around them.

The Father (played by Thomas Hunt) is a closeted gay man who's repressed his sexuality to be the standard All American Man, Head Of The Household.

The Mother (played by the robot AJ) is a stay at home mom and trophy wife who had been encouraged to marry rich. she is deeply unhappy with their marriage as she feels as though she wasted her youth on him bc he no longer looks at her "the way he used to" & is cheating on him with their poolboy or something. she's also very involved in The Daughter's beauty pagents to the point she ignores how The Daughter really feels about them

The Son (played by Rory Silva) is a star quarterback and very popular at school, but because he's the parents' golden boy he does whatever he wants with little to no consequences

The Daughter (played by Kara Sinclair) is a several-time winner of the local beauty pagents. she hates doing them and has begun to lash out

most, if not all, of the movie takes place in the house they just moved into. the framing leans pretty hard into the whole Sets Look Like Giant Dollhouses aspect of filmmaking to the point that the house itself looks like one of those classic dollhouses, scene transitions happen by pulling away and out of a room and paning to the next, stuff like that. i also think that any and all gore that happens in the movie would be depicted by an actual dollhouse. i have a very strong mental image of someone unseen pulling the head off a doll that looks like The Father in the third act when everything unravels around them. thats not to see we dont see gore and death with the real actors, its just that the way the happening of gore and death is depicted is through dolls

[tommygotwrittenoff]

sooooo fucked up that eddie and buck are not kissing rn. instead they have to go through more horrors. and they dont even have the option to kiss each other to make it better. fr praying for them. you will be kissing soon kings!!!

[dorminchu]

wip wednesday - between heaven & earth, ch02

a/n: trying for a more generalized approach to POVs this time. here's a preview for the next chapter below the cut!

On the day of their coronation, each Warrior was given the opportunity to say goodbye to his or her family.

Hoover's father was a clergyman and his mother a schoolteacher. Finger's parents were neurologists. Galliard's father showed up to see Marcel off and wish Porco good-luck before he went off to trade school. Leonhardt was the odd one-out.

Braun's mother, holding Gabi's hand. Falco trailed a distance from her. Braun accepted a hug from his mother and told her he'd be back in a year. He crouched down to say hello to his cousins. Gabi motioned to his armband. “You’re a real Warrior now.”

Braun shrugged. “It’s not that exciting. You have to do a lot of schoolwork and the instructors are pretty ruthless.”

Gabi’s expression pulled into a look of sudden seriousness. “Does your dad know?”

Falco suddenly became interested in Leonhardt. Ms. Braun shot her a severe look. Braun’s expression faltered. “Not yet. I’ll tell him about this, when I get back. By then, I’ll have the experience to prove it.”

“Aunt Karina was talking a lot about you,” Gabi said. “She said you’ve got a nervous consternation.”

“Constitution,” said the boy under his breath.

Gabi scowled. “Yeah, I said that. Quit tryin’ to talk over me.”

“Don’t be so hard on your cousin,” Braun said. “He’s got to look after you while I’m gone.”

Gabi huffed. “I can look after him just fine. Right, Falco?”

The boy frowned. “Sure, I guess.” Scanning the grounds, past Braun, his expression turned pensive. His eyes fixed briefly on Leonhardt, reclined against the partition. His face lit up. “Colt!” Falco took off running across the courtyard, threw his arms around his waist.

Colt ruffled his hair and said, “Falco. You’re getting taller.”

Falco’s grin faded. “You're going to be away again.” His eyes trailed, briefly, to Gabi and his aunt. “I wish you didn’t have to be.”

“I’ll write,” Colt said. “I promise.”

Falco nodded. “Gabi's mum keeps them all in her dresser, still.”

"Hello, Ms. Braun."

"Oh, there you are, Colt."

Grice's smile was tight. He stood a little straighter. “Ms. Braun.”

"He's so fortunate to have you as a role model." Ms. Braun took his hand. "Once this war is over, you two can be a proper family again."

Colt nodded. "Thank you for taking care of him. I don't know what I'd have done without you."

[prlssprfctn]

Imagine in the beginning, before Red Hood's goons figure out that he is a baby, they think he is a single dad of a bunch of kids, instead. And it is not like they are wrong, since he does parent all kids of Crime Alley, but they mean not them. They mean Bats, instead.

No one is sure how old Red Hood is. But they saw a single white streak of the hair once, so he is... old, right? And these Batkids, they always hang around him, whining and asking for something - surely, it is his kids? Right? That gotta be it.

Red Hood: Now, back to- Sorry, I need to take a call. Goons: Sure, sir. Red Hood: What... Oh my god, Red. What do you mean, you don't know how to wash the carpet without- Spoiled brat. Okay, listen to me, you first need to get a really hot water... Goons: That's definitely his son being in troubles.

(It was Tim, who accidentally ruined Alfred's favourite carpet. He was in big troubles that day.)

Robin, appearing on the doorstep of Red Hood's den: Scram. I am here to see Hood. Goons, staring at little Damian: Hm-m. Red Hood, pushing them away: Bad day? (Damian wordlessly raising his arms to be picked up by Jason) Okay. It is fine. Goons: Hm-m-M.

Nightwing, whining: You are so boring. Why don't you want to play Twister with us this Sunday? Red Hood, rolling his eyes: Shut up. Goons, overhearing the conversation: Kids, am I right? Red Hood: Huh?

Goons, watching Batman and Red Hood shouting on each other on the rooftop: Hey, do we think Batman is also his kid?.. Goons: (thoughtful pause) Red Hood, completely pissed off by his dad in the meanwhile: I am TIRED of you. Go back to your stupid ass CAVE and think about your behaviour. I don't want to see you AGAIN. Batman: But- Red Hood: OUT OF MY TURF. NOW!!! Goons, staring at Batman, who walks away sulkily: ...HM-M.

Red Hood, staring at the "Best Dad" merch, given him by his goons on his birthday: I am confused. Do they mean kids from Alley, or they view themselves as my kids... What does it mean? Uh. Whatever. It is kinda sweet. Red Hood, on the next day: Thanks, guys. Very thoughtful of you! Goons, high-fiving each other: Sure, boss!

[noisilyscreechingsong]

Dp x Dc short idea

Jason is Danny’s dad

Warning: Language

Jason had just returned to the family publicly about two weeks ago. It hadn’t even been that long for him to settle before something happened. The press weren’t even off his ass and he has Alfred requesting he return home for an urgent matter immediately, which is butler speak for get your ass here right now!

The family was happy but adjusting to everything. They had mandatory family dinners at least twice a month and voluntarily got together more frequently, mostly just the siblings, but every once in a while Bruce would sneak in for a movie in the family room.

Alfred was pleased with the progress the family has made over the course of many years. It finally felt like everything was coming together and maybe settling down. He knew he thought that too soon when he answered the buzzer at the front gate. They weren’t expecting any visitors and looking at the video feed it was a young woman with hands on her hips glaring back at the camera. There were two large bags with her and surprisingly enough a young child playing in the grass just a short distance behind her.

“Wayne Residence, Alfred Pennyworth speaking, how may I assist you, ma’am?”

“Lettin’ me in for starters,” she says back with venom on her tongue.

“My apologies, but you do not have an appointment.”

She snorts, “Nah, but ya see, I saw that bastard on the news and thought I’d drop off what he gave me.”

To get her point across, she turns and looks back at the little boy not paying her any attention.

“Danny!” She snaps and he jerks his head to look at, who Alfred is assuming is, his mother. “Come here.”

He hops up at his own pace and dusts off the grass on his knees before trotting over. She leans down to angle the young boy away from the camera and pushing back his hair.

He couldn’t see it well before by the way the boy was positioned before, but Alfred could clearly see a prominent patch of white hair on the left lower section by his neck. Just like the white batch on Jason.

“You gonna let us in now?” She asks rudely.

Alfred has already determined he did not like this woman. He still buzzes them in. He contacts Jason immediately followed closely with Bruce.

Alfred then helps the two carry in the bags, while subtly checking for any weapons or explosives. Instead he finds things meant for a child.

He really didn’t like this woman.

Bruce is the first one to arrive down the stairs, pausing towards the bottom. He glances at Alfred and can see the displeasure in the butler’s eyes.

“Hello, ma’am. I’m Bruce Wayne, nice to meet you.”

“Fuckin’ everyone knows who you are, Brucie Wayne,” she huffs with a roll of her eyes.

Bruce glances down at the very young child who is hearing the foul language. He couldn’t be more than five, and completely oblivious as the little boy runs a hand along the wall and looks around at everything. He particularly keeps going back to the shiny chandelier above their heads.

“Who might you be?” He asks the woman, coming back to her as she almost touches the vase on the entry table. She draws her hand back to fold her arms across her chest.

“Grace.”

The name seems ironic compared to her behavior.

“And how can I help you, Miss Grace?”

“Your thought-to-be-dead son left something of his. I’m here to return it.”

It took no detective to determine she was talking about the boy currently using the door frame to the sitting room as leverage to rock back and forth, holding on with his tiny hands. Bruce could see the splash of white among the dark hair from this angle.

Bruce hums.

“Is that so?”

“I’ve already contacted Master Jason. He should be arriving soon. Shall I prepare some refreshments in the drawing room?” Alfred informs.

“Thank you, Alfred. Right this way,” he says to Grace, directing her toward the left while pulling out his phone to ask Tim to prepare the proper equipment downstairs.

“Danny!” The woman calls with impatience. She glares at the little boy who calmly turns to look at her, then skips behind them.

Grace huffs but doesn’t say anything else as they enter the room. She sits herself in the middle of the love seat and Bruce takes one of the chairs across from her. The boy, Danny, explores the room thoroughly, walking around without pattern and investigating every nook and cabinet to keep himself entertained. Very curious little child.

Bruce tries to engage her in conversation to dig up more information, but she firmly wanted to wait for Jason before divulging anything. He did however find out that Danny is four and needs to be enrolled in kindergarten next turn. Grace works night shift but wouldn’t say where.

Alfred came with three waters, one in a smaller plastic cup for Danny, and a plate of crackers and cut up fruit.

Grace eyes the butler with a raised brow. However, the first words Danny has spoken in their presence is a cute, “Thank you, mister,” before munching on a cracker and sipping from his cup. His curious eyes flick over the fruit and wanders over to his mother who picks at a rip in her jeans. He taps her knee and she sighs.

“What is it?”

“What’s that?”

Danny points to the fruit.

“What’s what?”

He creeps forward to point directly at the blackberries mixed in with the blueberries and strawberries.

“Blackberry,” she answers shortly.

“What’s it taste like?”

“Why don’t you try it and find out?”

He must have approved of that suggestion and reaches in to clumsily wrap a tiny hand around one of the dark berries. He flips it over in his hand for a minute, observing it at all angles, feeling the texture of the little bumps, before shoving it in his mouth. Danny leans his body over the coffee table to drag the bowl closer and rummage through it for more goodies.

Really looking at him, Bruce could see Jason’s freckles and the few other similarities like his square jaw and lip shape. He hasn’t seen it yet but Bruce bets Danny has the same crooked grin as his son.

He has the woman’s pale complexion and nose shape. His hair was straight like hers instead of Jason’s curls, but Danny took his dark coloring compared to her light brunette.

The boy was an adorable mix of both his son and this woman. He almost felt the test was unnecessary, but he didn’t stop Alfred from replacing the plastic cup and take it back to the kitchen where he knew it would be handed off to Tim.

Thankfully it was a day where there weren’t any meetings for either of them to attend.

Surprisingly, it isn’t Jason that enters the room first, it’s Damian coming home from school. The fourteen year old, almost fifteen, holds a leash in one hand with Titus standing patiently next to him, ready for his after school walk.

“Father, I heard we have guests.”

The teen stops in the doorway and Danny turns with interest until he spots the animal, then his eyes bug with excitement.

“Mommy, doggie,” he whisper shouts.

She just hums in affirmative, looking the new arrival up and down.

Danny grabs a blackberry from the bowl and trots over to Damian. He holds out the piece of fruit.

“This is a blackberry,” he states proudly.

Damian blinks down at the small child. Titus tilts his head, his nose working hard.

“I’m aware.”

“You can have it, if you let me pet your doggie,” he negotiates like he needed to give something in order to receive permission.

Damian looks up to his father for answers.

“Jason will be here soon,” is what he gets instead, his father’s lips twitch.

Damian looks back down in sudden realization when he sees the similarities between the man and this boy. He sighs tiredly.

“Pennyworth. A wet washcloth if you please.”

“Right away, Master Damian.”

“Next time, you only need to ask to pet Titus, you do not need to give me anything in return,” he tells the child.

Danny looks down at the berry sitting in his stained hands.

“So you don’t want it?”

“…Maybe later.”

“Okay!”

Danny skips back to carefully set the berry off the side on the tray, as if to save it for Damian for later like he said. He jogs the short distance back to them.

“Can I pet your doggie now, please?”

Damian takes the washcloth Alfred hands him with a nod and crouches down to get level with the boy.

“We must wipe our hands first. We don’t want anything sticky in his fur,” he explains as he holds out the washcloth for Danny’s hands.

The four year old looks down at the stains to see what he means and then places his hands on the washcloth for Damian to get the juices off.

The teen then calmly explains how to properly approach a dog he does not know by letting Titus smell the back of his hand first and then to always stay calm and confident.

Titus, the gentle giant that he is, had no problems letting the tiny child pat him and run small fingers through his short fur. It was endearing to hear the giggles when Titus used his big nose to sniff at the child’s face and neck. Sitting down, Titus was taller than the child standing up, which would have been scary to some kids, but Danny seemed to love Titus instantly. The little boy easily telling the dog what a good boy he is even with the dog sitting there doing nothing.

“Titus needs his afternoon walk now,” Damian informs.

Titus stands at the word walk, clearly ready to go.

“Oh, okay.” Danny turns to the big dog to reach up and pat his head twice. “Bye-bye, Titus. Have a good walk.”

The two leave and Danny skips back over to hang over the arm of the love seat his mother sits in, typing on her phone.

“Mommy, did you see the doggie? His name is Titus. He’s a good dog.”

“Uh-huh,” she comments without really listening.

“Do you like dogs, Danny?” Bruce asks with a smile.

Danny looks at him like he forgot the man was there, tilts his head as he studies him for a moment. Bruce waits patiently until Danny deems him okay and perks back up with bright eyes.

“Uh-huh! I love dogs! Mommy says we can’t get one ‘cuz our ‘partment is too small and they’re dirty. You’s guys are lucky,” the boy rambles as he wanders around the coffee table to get closer to Bruce and away from his distracted mother.

“How do you feel about cats? Damian has a black and white one around here somewhere.”

Danny shrugs and they continue to have a rather pleasant conversation about different animals and foods and each of their houses. It takes up the amount of time for Jason to walk through the door, seemingly already informed of the situation from Alfred.

Jason was… flabbergasted. Bewildered. Caught unprepared. He was a lot of words. Mostly he was scared.

Did he really have a child? A son? If that was true then he missed so much. He missed all of his firsts. First words, first steps, first laugh, first everything.

Would the boy even like him? What if he saw all his scars and was scared of him? What if he didn’t want anything to do with Jason after not being in his life this whole time?

But the boy might not be his. There’s that. That could be… Jason didn’t like the disappointment that thought brought.

Grace was the first one he noticed. Her ripped jeans and low cut top being out of place among the antique furniture and Persian rug. She scowls at him, putting her phone down.

“Finally decided to show up?”

He bites back a comment. He broke several traffic laws to get here, it wasn’t his fault he was fourty minutes away at the time he got the call.

He glances over at Bruce and instead his eyes zero in on the child standing by the armchair Bruce was sitting in.

Just one look and he knew the boy was his.

He looks to Bruce anyway for confirmation, since he has no doubt he sent off a sample to Tim hiding like the troll he is in the basement. The man nods. Jason sucks in a deep breath and suddenly needs to sit down.

He sinks heavily in the matching armchair next to Bruce’s, separated only by a round end table. Jason can’t stop staring at those big, blue eyes that are filled with such curiosity and innocence he almost breaks down right then. But he can’t. He has to be strong. He can’t just walk away to get a handle on his emotions. He’s a dad now.

“You’re a hard man to find,” Grace folds her arms over her chest.

“I’ve been busy,” he answers lamely.

She humphs and looks away with a shake of her head.

The boy, Danny Alfred said his name was, creeps around Bruce’s legs to get closer, obviously seeing something in Jason enough to investigate. The room is quiet as they wait to see how Danny will react.

Coming to a stop right before his knees, Danny stares up at the large man with lots of scars and muscles from what he can see. He wasn’t scared. There was just something familiar that he couldn’t quite put his finger on. He looks… he looks like… and he also feels almost like…

Furrowing his brows in a pout, he knows his Mommy doesn’t like it when he does it, but he still makes his eyes burn with green.

The man gasps and his eyes also swirl into an angry green.

“Daddy?” Danny asks with hope and joy.

Daddy swallows and then nods.

“Yea, buddy, I’m your dad.”

“Daddy!” The boy cheers, jumping in place with a wide smile. “Daddy! Mommy, look! It’s Daddy!”

Danny wastes no time climbing into the man’s lap and wrapping his arms around him as far as they’ll go (not very far) to press his ear to Jason’s chest over his heart. He’s practically vibrating with excitement and Jason makes sure to set a large hand on his back to hold him close.

“I fuckin’ knew it,” Grace hisses, her eyes wide at the display earlier. Both of their eyes had returned to their calmer blue and teal color, but everyone in the room saw it. “I knew he got it from you.”

His eyes narrow in warning, pulling the boy closer to his chest. He sets a hand over Danny’s exposed ear to protect him from the harsh words he’s probably already heard before.

“Do you have any idea how creepy it is to deal with a tantrum when your kid has fucking glowing green eyes?”

“Did you hit him?” Jason growls, the vibrations seeming to settle Danny even more.

“Please, I’m not my mother,” she dismisses with a sneer.

Could have fooled him.

“Everything was fine until he started doing freaky shit. I don’t know how to raise a meta kid, alright?”

“What are you talking about?”

Now he was just confused. What stuff was Danny doing that Grace thought he was a meta?

“Don’t try to pretend you don’t have powers too,” she points viciously.

“I’m not pretending. I don’t have powers. I don’t have the meta gene. What can he do?” He demands while being transparently clear.

She just glares back at him, obviously not believing him. That didn’t exactly matter at the moment.

“What can he do?” He repeats with emphasis.

She puckers her lips like she’s tasted something sour and then lifts her chin.

“Why doesn’t he just show you, huh? Danny- Would you stop babying him? Danny, show him the things you can do.”

After Jason takes the hand off the boy’s head, Danny turns to his mother warily.

“But you don’t like it,” he reminds, like she forgot.

“He wants to see it, so show him,” she waves a hand at Jason like he just asked for something he would regret.

Danny leans back to look up at his dad.

“You won’t get mad? Or scared?”

He sounds so unsure and scared. As if Jason could ever hate him. Jason really wants to punch something. Preferably something with her face on it.

“I promise I won’t.”

Another parent might have something more profound to say to reassure their child, but Jason was just starting out and honestly, it was more than Bruce would ever say.

Danny thinks for a second before wiggling to get down. He looks back once more at his mother who gives him a ‘get on with it’ motion.

The boy fidgets a little before covering his face with two hands like he’s playing hide and seek, then- disappears. Jason jerks at watching his son blink out of sight like a Martian.

“Boo!” Danny pops back into view, exactly where he was standing before with his hands out like any child on Halloween.

Jason blinks and then starts laughing. This was karma. Danny could literally become invisible, something the Bats train to do for years.

“That was good, buddy,” Jason chuckles, ruffling the kid’s hair.

Danny hesitantly smiles back, a bit of hope and pride in those eyes.

“There’s more,” Grace interrupts, seemingly uneasy with how well Jason reacted.

“Yea?” Jason directs to Danny, his focus on his son.

Danny gives a shaky nod, glancing over worriedly at Bruce who is just silently watching. Jason could see the tension in his shoulders but also the intrigue.

The boy places a hand on the coffee table and focuses on his hand. It took a few minutes of concentration before Danny’s hand went through the table like he was just dunking his hand in a pool instead of through a solid object.

He pulls his hand out and they could see it be slightly translucent.

“That one’s harder to do when I want to,” Danny mumbles.

“You mean it mostly happens on accident?”

Danny nods.

“I drop a lot. And get stuck sometimes.”

Yea, Jason can see how that could be a problem. He can’t imagine how terrified Danny was the first time a body part got stuck in an immovable object. He really wishes he could have been there for him in his panic.

“The last thing is hard too. But I’ve been practicing. Watch!”

Danny jumps once, twice, and on the third time he lingers in the air, coming down slowly like someone in water or astronauts on the moon. Danny pushes off the ground a fourth time, this time floating steadily higher like gravity meant nothing to him.

Despite the kid obviously have done this before and enjoying it with his giggles, Jason stands under him in case he falls. And falls he does. Suddenly, like the strings being cut and gravity taking hold of him again, Danny plummets into Jason waiting arms. The boy grunts on impact and then smiled sheepishly up at his dad.

“Sorry, Daddy. I promise I’m doing better.”

“That’s okay, squirt. I’m glad I was here to catch you.”

Jason plops back into the chair with his child in his lap.

“Anything else up that sleeve of yours?” He teases but is equally as serious.

Danny shakes his head enough to make his hair fluff. Jason looks to Grace for confirmation and sees she is still recovering from Danny’s fall out of the air. How many times has she had to catch him? Or wasn’t able to catch him?

She clears her throat.

“I don’t know if it’s part of it, but he never gets sick. Never even had a cough.”

Children always get sick, that’s how they build immune systems. For Danny to have never gotten even a cold, Jason doesn’t know if it’s worrying or a good thing.

“Any allergies?” Is the first thing on his mind, thinking of what Alfred will need to know.

She shakes her head with a negative hum.

“In one of the bags is a folder with all of his documents. Birth certificate, immunizations, doctor visits. I also made a list of some favorite things and things he hates. It has foods on there too.”

That was… honestly more than he was expecting from her. But it also cements the fact that she intended to drop him off with him and then never see them again. She raised him for four years and she doesn’t even want visitation? Does she not understand there are legal documents she needs to sign to transfer custody properly?

“There are some things you need to sign, but it will take some time to get it sorted,” Bruce chimes in all business.

Long nails swipe through the air like signing her rights away was trivial.

“My phone number and address are on one of the documents. Just tell me when and where.”

She stands to leave and Jason can feel Danny tense up.

“Are we leaving?” He asks worriedly, climbing down from his seat on his dad’s lap. He didn’t want to go.

“You’re staying here. With your dad,” Grace says shortly, not once looking at the boy.

“Are you going home to get the rest of our stuff?”

“No. I’m going home. You’re staying here. End of story.”

Danny visibly thinks on that for a second then scampers after his mother as she leaves the room.

“Is it like Robbie where his mom lives in one ‘partment and his dad lives in a different one?”

Grace sighs and runs a hand through her hair. She’s clearly flustered and is showing it as irritation, but Jason can’t help but trail behind in case she says something that she shouldn’t.

“No, Danny, it’s not like Robbie. I- I am leaving you here and I’m not coming back, okay?”

Jason takes a step forward to draw her attention and send her a look that says ‘choose your words carefully, this is a conversation he will remember for a long time’.

“But- but why? Is it ‘cuz of my things? I’m sorry I scared you, Mommy. I didn’t mean to. I won’t do them again, promise.”

Jason grits his teeth at how desperate his son sounds, trying to keep his mother with him. Even making a promise he can’t keep.

Grace finally looks at her baby. Sees the turmoil and tears in his baby blue eyes. She gets down on her knees to get level and places her hands on his tiny shoulders.

“You will do them again and that’s not a bad thing. Your things are part of you. That’s okay. You’re not in any trouble. I just- I’m in over my head here, Danny. I can’t take care of you the way you should be taken care of, okay? But your dad can, I hope. So I’m leaving you here. With him.”

Danny’s lip wobbles and she has to restrain herself from not hugging him like she always does when he’s upset.

“Then- then you’ll visit, right? Like Chase’s grandma visits him?”

Why is this so hard?

“I don’t think so, baby. I don’t think you’re gonna see me again. I’m sorry.”

Danny is silent for a while. He wipes his eyes and sniffs.

“Are you goin’ ‘way like Jamal’s dad?”

The ten year old in the same building as them lost his dad in a wrong place wrong time type situation. Jamal had told Danny his dad went away forever so he couldn’t see him again. Grace had told him that when people go away forever, they get put among the stars he loves so much to be remembered.

Grace wears such a pained expression Jason half thought she was about to burst into tears.

“Kinda,” she nods. “So give me a big hug, okay?”

Danny was in her arms before she finished speaking. Jason didn’t exactly know why she wanted to stop all contact, but he had a theory that if Danny really was a meta (and with his powers he was leaning toward believing it) then Grace would want to distance herself as much as possible to protect them both. He met her in Crime Alley, he knew they didn’t live in a good spot. If any one of those crooks saw Danny use any of his powers, they could steal him easily from his single mother. She didn’t want to give those kind of people leverage to get Danny and sell him off. She wasn’t trying to be cruel, she was just trying to do what was best for her kid, even if that meant cutting her out of his life.

He had a strange new respect for her he didn’t want to acknowledge.

Grace takes a heavy breath and pulls away showing Danny’s tear stained cheeks. She wipes them like it would do anything.

“I gotta go now, Danny.”

“No,” he cries and Jason’s heart breaks a little more.

“We gotta say goodbye now. Please.”

Grace is just barely hanging on. Jason knows as soon as she walks out that door she’ll break down.

“I don’t want to. Don’t want you to leave,” Danny whines, trying to keep a strong grip on his mother.

She holds his hands in hers and gives him a serious look.

“You’re going to be fine. You’re gonna be just fine with your dad.” She leans in and whispers, “You’re not alone, Danny. You are never alone. Just look up. Look at the stars, baby, and you’ll be okay.”

Danny pouts, but thinks about those words.

“I like the stars,” he mumbles.

She smiles, probably the first one in a while.

“I know you do.”

She kisses his forehead one last time and stands. Danny whines. She steps away.

“Bye-bye, Danny. I- I love you.”

“Mommy,” he cries, tears and snot coming full force now.

Jason can’t take anymore and picks up his son to hold on his hip.

“It’s okay, buddy. I got you,” he assures. He turns to Grace who is having the internal battle of her life in the foyer. “I got him.”

It’s an assurance to her too, that he will take care of Danny, that he would be there for him. It was a promise.

Grace sees it for what it is and leaves out the front door without another word.

Danny screams and cries and struggles, but Jason holds on tight, scared he’ll fall or use his powers to get away and disappear. The man walks back to the drawing room so his son wasn’t staring at the door longingly.

As soon as Jason sits down, Danny struggles harder since they stopped moving. So Jason stands again, adjusting the boy in his arms and starts pacing a path around the room.

Bruce has already disappeared, not knowing what to do with a heartbroken child crying his eyes out. Alfred has cleared away the tray of snacks, leaving two waters on the table, one in a small, plastic cup. Jason spies Damian poke his head in for a second to see what the matter was, and upon seeing no immediate threat went off wherever. Other than that, father and son were alone to figure themselves out.

Danny was going through a lot for a toddler and Jason didn’t exactly know how to handle what happened either. He tried his best with speaking reassurances into the boy’s hair, but he didn’t know if Danny even heard him over his own crying.

It was a rough first meeting to be frank, but after a while (what felt like ages) Danny cried himself to sleep and Jason felt it safe to finally sprawl out on the loveseat with the boy laying on his chest. Compared to a grueling patrol, that was definitely worse. He never wanted to have to go through that again, but knew as a dad it was part of the job description.

[rieamena]

"mama!"

your seven year old daughter climbed onto your bed, bouncing on the mattress before settling into your warm embrace under the blankets. running a hand through her pink hair, you answered softly, "yes, sweetheart?"

it was almost like your genes didn't put up a fight at all. your child, chikara, was the spitting image of her father, your husband, ryomen sukuna. same hair, same face shape, same facial features, the only thing that seemed to be your contribution was her personality, and even then, sometimes you'll see your husband's characteristic scowl on her little face

"how did you and daddy meet?" "well, it was–"

"what's goin' on in here? conspiring against me?" sukuna's voice filled the room as he leaned against the door frame, a cheeky smirk on his face. you saw your daughter's face brighten up as she jumped down to run to her father, "daddy! daddy! mommy's gonna tell the story of when you first met!" sukuna immediately looked at you, his index finger barely being fully wrapped by his daughter's hand

"she asked me to. guess watching all those romantic dramas with her rubbed off on her." you giggled, earning a scowl from him. "shut it woman. you know i hate them." "yeah..., that's definitely why we watch 90 day fiance every sunday together." "you got a problem with— stop tryna move me brat!"

"but daddyyyyy," she whined, still pushing against sukuna's body, "i don't wanna miss mommy's story!" "we're literally seven feet away from her."

your daughter pouted and stopped trying to get her dad to move. letting go of his finger, and leaving him at the doorway, chikara plopped herself down at your side with wide, eager eyes, "go on, mommy, tell me! i wanna know everything."

you smiled, looking at sukuna, who rolled his eyes but gave a small nod. "alright, sweetheart. it all started one day in the park when i was watching over megumi, and your dad was taking care of his younger brother, yuuji…"

"yuuji?" chikara interrupted, her face lighting up. "uncle yuuji was there too?"

"yep, yuuji was just a little kid back then," you said with a soft laugh. "he was running around, being his usual energetic self, when he tripped and scraped his knee. your dad, being the great caretaker he is—"

"—i was plenty good at it," sukuna muttered

you shot him a look and continued, "—didn't seem too worried. he told yuuji to stop crying."

"i did not say it like that," sukuna cut in, pushing off the doorframe and coming closer to the bed. "i told him to toughen up. gotta learn how to handle a few scrapes."

your daughter giggled, clearly entertained by the back-and-forth. "but mommy's a nurse, so she went over to help, right?"

"exactly. i couldn't just sit there watching, so i went over, knelt down, and started cleaning yuuji's knee. and i told your father—" you paused, giving sukuna a mischievous smile, "—that he should care more about his son instead of telling him to stop crying."

your daughter gasped dramatically, eyes wide with anticipation. sukuna groaned, running a hand over his face. "i knew you'd bring that up."

"and what did daddy say?" she asked, leaning in as if she could hardly wait

"he looked at me and said, 'that's not my son, that's my brother,'" you mimicked sukuna’s low, irritated tone. "i was so embarrassed!" sukuna chuckled at the memory, shaking his head. "you should've seen your mom’s face. all high and mighty, like she was about to call child protection services on me or something."

you couldn't help but laugh, too. "anyway, i patched yuuji up, and to make up for the misunderstanding, your dad suggested we set up a playdate for yuuji and megumi."

"a playdate?"

"yup," you nodded. "though i think your dad might've had other reasons for giving me his number." sukuna scoffed, folding his arms. "that didn’t happen."

you raised an eyebrow at him. "oh? so your eyes didn’t sparkle when i smiled and told you goodbye?" sukuna groaned again, this time louder. "my eyes did not do that."

chikara giggled harder, clearly enjoying the banter. "i think daddy liked you right away!" you smiled softly. "maybe he did. i mean, why else would he take me to a skate park for our first date?" sukuna rolled his eyes. "you said you wanted to learn how to skate. i was just being nice."

"uh-huh. sure," you teased. "and he was so good at it, zooming around, showing off. i'll admit..., he did look kinda cool! i, on the other hand, spent most of the time falling."

"which is why i had to keep catching you," sukuna added, sliding into the empty space next to you on the bed. "mommy fell? did daddy save you?" chikara asked, her face lighting up at the idea

sukuna ruffled her pink hair. "more like i had to stop her from breaking every bone in her body." you rolled your eyes at him. "i wasn't that bad."

"yes, you were," sukuna said, smirking. "you almost took me down with you half the time." smiling at the memory, you leaned in to kiss your daughter's forehead. "but it was fun. and after that, we went out for ice cream, and your dad actually smiled for real that time."

"daddy smiled? really?"

sukuna shot you a half-hearted glare. "i smile."

"not back then you didn't," you teased, poking his arm. chikara turned to her dad, beaming. "i wanna learn to skate, too, just like you and mommy!" sukuna chuckled, wrapping an arm around her

"maybe one day, brat. but you’re probably gonna fall as much as your mom did."

"hey!"

gulp... sorry if sukuna is ooc, im tired and im on my period but i really liked this request so...

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