#kids raising kids

[dopplerdora]

Now I'm thinking about how young Annabeth was when she left home. There is a high chance Thalia had to explain normal sexual reproduction to her after the thing with the Hunters of Artemis. Just explaining to this baby Einstein acting, near toddler who was hiding in dumpsters with hammer that you are responsible for, explaining the facts of life to that mess. Also, you're like 12.

canonically the way athena’s kids are born in PJO is literally insane what do you mean athena takes an interest in a smart human and then a child just shows up on their doorstep like annabeth is literally the immaculate conception SHE’S JESUS?! imagine you charm a woman with your insane autistic rizz about a topic bc you’re an Intellectual and the next day you HAVE A CHILD IN A BASKET ON YOUR DOORSTEP?! also that means PJO-verse Athena DECIDES to CREATE A CHILD FROM HER THOUGHTS whose whole life is about to be suffering and may not survive. like she may be the most darksided olympian

[bakedbeanchan]

random fire nation diplomat #492 will never understand the complex and fucked up relationship between the water siblings like I do 🙄

[ryuuna]

can persephone please catch a break cuz that’s twice now she hasn’t been able to raise her kids due to divine fuckery 🫠

[theshadowrealmitself]

I like to think that Vulcans who come to understand that Humans just can’t try to process emotions the same way as them, it’s just healthiest to let it out in harmless ways, decide that venting and stuff should be taken just as seriously as Vulcan’s meditation time, and will encourage the Humans around them to complain about what’s upsetting them

People who are used to aloof Vulcans who avoid Humans at all cost running into one comforting a Human

“-and then they said my cheesecake was subpar, and they didn’t even bring a dish!!!”

“The purpose of this event was that every participant brings a food item of sorts, correct?”

“Yeah!!”

“And they did not follow this rule while insulting dishes that were brought?”

“Mostly just my dish but yeah >:(“

“How illogical”

“That’s what I’m saying!!!”

[dopplerdora]

I was poking fun at how unexpectedly silly the CHB kids looked in armour in the first two episodes of the PJO show (acting like an almighty army and all) and then it hit me. This is exactly how some of them will look like when they will be dying in the final battle. Silly. Tiny. Literal children

[trialsofthedas]

Viago: Teia and I are having a baby.

Rook: That's gre-

Viago, slamming adoption papers on the table: It's you, sign here

[franeridart]

more dragon

[chloesimaginationthings]

Taking care of kids is hard in FNAF

[lynx-224]

tv sally jackson show haters can’t handle that she’s portrayed as a woman and not an angel

[frownyalfred]

I would’ve clocked Batman as a theater kid in .2 seconds because to maneuver that much cape and have it billow around you without looking ridiculous takes talent and practice. blousing the fabric, knowing the wind direction, where to pinch the cape edges to keep it up and off the ground — that’s not just something you pick up on day one.

[justaz]

*merlins magic gets exposed in front of the knights*

merlin, magic user: oh fuck

arthur, finally taking this opportunity to pretend as if he just found out merlin has magic after agonizing for the past month on how to bring it up: you have magic?

lancelot, merlin defender, already knew of merlin’s magic: no! i have magic

gwaine, merlin defender, already knew of merlin’s magic, lover of chaos, ride or die: no, i have magic!

mordred, desperate for his hero’s approval bc no matter what he’s done emrys just stares at him with distrust and the poor boy is tired and so close to tears: no…i have magic.

percival, raised by druids and bonded strongly with mordred over that and does Not agree with the persecution of magic in camelot, had an inkling that merlin had magic but no proof: no. i have magic.

*leon and elyan exchange a look, elyan, amused and leon, exhausted, elyan shrugs*

elyan, knows how much gwen adores merlin and completely understands her stance bc merlin…is merlin, down to clown and put on a show, really playing up the dramatics: no! i have magic.

leon, exhausted, has known of merlin’s magic since he stepped foot in camelot, knows of his feelings for arthur and arthur’s feelings for him, knows arthur knows of merlin’s magic and wouldn’t harm him, thinks everyone is being absolutely ridiculous:

*the knights stare hard at leon and even merlin looks slightly offended at leon not jumping to his defense with the rest of the knights, arthur hasn’t said anything and is staring at leon expectantly*

leon, sighing: …no. i have magic.

[flwrkid14]

Tim Drake’s Unhinged Power Move (ft. Marriage, Ra’s al Ghul, and an Uncomfortable Batfamily)

No one really understood how it started. One moment, Tim Drake was Red Robin—tired, overworked, and fueled by caffeine. The next, he was dropping a bombshell in the middle of a routine debrief:

“Oh, by the way, I married Ra’s al Ghul.”

The room froze.

Dick’s dumbbell hit the floor. Jason choked on his beer. Damian’s sword slipped from his hand. Bruce, staring at Tim like he’d grown a second head, barely managed a strangled, “Tim. What did you do?”

Tim took a sip of his coffee, utterly unfazed. “It’s a power move.”

Jason, wheezing with laughter: “Oh my god. You married Ra’s out of spite? Replacement, I’ve never been prouder.”

Tim smirked. “Something like that.”

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It wasn’t really spite.

Ra’s had been obsessed with him for years. The offers of succession, the constant attempts to lure him to the League—it was never-ending. Tim was tired. Tired of being hunted, tired of the games. So, one day, he called Ra’s’ bluff. If Ra’s wanted him so badly, he’d have to deal with all that came with it. Including Tim’s unrelenting need for control.

Ra’s agreed.

And just like that, Tim Drake became the most terrifying in-law the batfamily had ever seen.

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Talia didn’t know what to think at first.

She’d seen it all before—people manipulated by Ra’s, twisted into tools for his will. But Tim? He didn’t play by those rules. He sat at Ra’s’ desk, sifting through League reports like they were Gotham case files. He didn’t bark orders; he made suggestions. And then, the soup happened.

Talia returned from a mission, bruised and exhausted. Tim, barely looking up from his paperwork, said, “Sit. You’re hurt.”

She scoffed. “I don’t need your pity.”

“It’s not pity. It’s soup.”

Talia stared. “Why?”

Tim shrugged. “You looked like you needed it.”

It became a routine. She’d return from missions, and Tim would be there. Not with judgment. Not with manipulation. Just quiet support. He listened. He offered advice. He treated her like a person, not a pawn.

Somehow, they started having regular bonding time. Shopping trips. Quiet conversations on the balcony. Tim became a person Talia could trust—a concept she hadn’t believed possible.

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Damian was losing his mind.

“Drake!” he hissed, cornering Tim in the Batcave. “You’ve… corrupted my mother!”

Tim raised an eyebrow. “Corrupted? She’s thriving.”

“She smiles at you!”

“I’m very charming.”

Damian’s finger trembled as he pointed. “This makes you… my grandmother.”

Tim smirked. “Respect your elders, grandson.”

“I REFUSE!”

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Bruce was spiraling.

“Tim, this is dangerous.”

“Relax,” Tim replied, sipping his coffee. “I’ve got it under control.”

“You married one of our greatest enemies!”

“Think of it as an undercover op,” Tim said, voice calm and unyielding. “I’m playing the long game.”

Jason, from the sidelines, grinned. “He’s playing 4D chess, and you’re still on checkers.”

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The Real Chaos?

Tim didn’t marry Ra’s to make him happy. Hell no. If anything, it made Tim sick to his stomach knowing Ra’s was smug about it. But if putting up with Ra’s al Ghul meant protecting Talia, stabilizing the League, and giving Damian a family that didn’t break apart at the seams?

He’d endure.

Because Talia was healing. Damian’s mother was smiling. And Ra’s… well, Ra’s thought he’d won.

But the real winner? Tim Drake.

Gotham’s most unhinged vigilante had just become the League of Assassins’ terrifying step-parent. And honestly? It suited him.

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Damian, whispering to Alfred: “I need… therapy.” Alfred: “We all do, Master Damian. We all do.”

[dr-chalk]

So much history you weren't present for

[ofswordsandpens]

Percy and Nico's relationship dynamic peaked in pjo when it was gremlin teenager trying to wrangle gremlin child

[my-castles-crumbling]

letter - Jegulus Microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - word count: 246

“We got an interesting letter in the post today,” Regulus said lightly when James walked into the sitting room, just returning from work.

“Oh? Another from your mother cursing my entire family bloodline?” the taller man joked, sitting next to his husband on the couch and resting his arm around his shoulders.

“I said interesting, not normal,” Regulus rolled his eyes. “No, this was a letter about your son.”

James grinned. “Oh, he’s my son, now? But last week when he caught the Snitch in ten minutes, I seem to recall him being your son.”

“Hm, well, you always did have a wild imagination,” the younger man smirked. “But anyway, do you know what your son did?”

“No, but I can’t wait to find out,” James grinned.

“He snuck off in the middle of the night with your bloody Cloak and tried to go into the Restricted Section. And when he was asked why he said he was trying to find a spell to turn the Slytherins green,” Regulus explained, a frown on his face.

Immediately, James broke into loud laughter, beaming with pride. After a few minutes of chuckles, he finally calmed himself and nodded, looking at an annoyed-looking Regulus. “Yeah, okay,” he acquiesced. “That one’s on me.”

“Quite,” Regulus rolled his eyes.

“But did you save the letter? I want to hang it up,” James asked, eyes shining with glee. “I’m so pr–ow!”

And Regulus didn’t even feel sorry for pushing him so hard.

[isolabellz]

in another life