#like okay. my sister is the middle child (well she’s a twin But Like.) and the only girl

[idontliketomatoesleavemealone]

My heart is beating so hard I’m so pissed about Everything rn

[sammygender]

people who think roman roy is actually a youngest sibling are so wrong it’s crazy. he is either a twin or he’s like a year older than shiv. either way he has horrible middle child swag. and shiv is the only girl which is much more important than her being the youngest but she IS the youngest. pinky!!

[tiredfox64]

I was wondering if you could write about Smoke and the reader have already been married and they have kids of their own (2 or 3) and Kuai Liang and Harumi decided to give them a break by watching the kids while Tomas and the reader go on a date night and when they come back they see Kaui Liang and Harumi look exhausted and lost while the kids are being rambunctious? Lol

Never Again, Not Even for Cake

Prior notes: I’ve babysat my niece once. I ended up telling my fiancé my baby fever was gone. Still looking for it. (I’ll get to the other requests soon)

Pairing: Tomas x Afab reader

Warnings ‼️: A child (no)

Ah yes, life’s pleasures. Fall in love, get married, have yourself a little family, the good stuff. Ah but hey, did anyone tell you have difficult kids could be?

Well, Tomas was a child once, but that doesn’t help. You did come from a large family, that helps. It was like living with bunnies. Even if you were the youngest there was always a cousin, niece, or nephew to help with. So you got the hang of this.

The first were a pair of twins, god help you. Two rambunctious boys who went behind their father’s back and learned smoke magic themselves. They aren’t skilled but they like to use it for pranks. And when they turned five, what do you think happened? That’s right! You fell pregnant again! This time with a baby girl.

So now you and Tomas have a family with a pair of six year old twins and a one year old baby girl. Take a guess, when was the last time you ever caught a break? Long time ago. That’s why Kuai Liang and Harumi stepped up and decided to babysit. That’s what good godparents do. You were a little skeptical since you never really knew how good they were with kids. But they constantly said it won’t be bad, you two need a break, you guys haven’t had a date in a while, etcétera etcétera. You caved, now the lovely couple stands in your home, ready to babysit.

“Are you sure you two can do this? You do realize the twins are sneaky? The little one found out she can grab things now.” You kept blabbering and Tomas had to reassure you.

“My love, I’m sure they will be fine. Kuai Liang helped raise me so I’m sure he can deal with the boys.”

“But-“

“We know the milk is in the fridge we just need to warm it up. She is teething so there are frozen teething toys in the freezer. The boys will eat anything and they like to sit down to watch Power Rangers.” Harumi quickly shut you down by going over some of the key points you told them.

“I still don’t think your use of the television is a great idea when calming the boys down.” Kuai Liang critiqued as if he has any say.

“It’s just a tv, Kuai Liang. Other parents do worse you have no idea.” You snapped back.

“Okay, love, I think we should get going. They look like they can handle themselves. Goodbye! Thank you again!” Tomas thanked his brother and sister in law before dragging you out of the house.

Finally a moment of freedom.

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A simple dinner alone was already a treat itself. Not having to force the twins to sit down, stop fighting, and just eat their food was a relief. Or your baby crying in the middle of the meal and having to listen for a good minute to figure out what she wants. The worst is when she’s just crying for no reason and you can’t do anything but let it pass.

There was none of that. Just you and Tomas having a yummy meal. It took you back to the time when you two were just dating. You could never really sit down since Tomas seemed paranoid he would be caught sneaking out of practice. He’d always scare you by popping out of no where from a puff of smoke. It wasn’t ever a big deal and he’d take your hand to go get some food. You commonly would steal from his plate whenever you could but you would give something back in return. A trade. He was happy to see that you still do that even when you guys are now married. You haven’t changed a bit and he was happy with that. Not even becoming a mother could suppress your personality.

You still look as gorgeous as the day he met you and he still looks so handsome. You never doubted your relationship with him. Never doubted marrying him or having kids with him. This date shows that there is a still a strong spark between you.

Not even when the dinner was done did the date truly end. You guys walked, talked, and laughed together. Never even a mention of the kids. Oh that’s right, the kids.

“It’s getting pretty late. You think we should start heading back? We did tell that that we would be out for three hours.” You suggested.

Tomas took a moment to think about it. Yes, it was getting pretty late. Late enough that the kids might need to be put down for bed soon. But…

“Nope, I think they will be okay with us being out for another hour. It’s not like the kids have anywhere important to be tomorrow so they can stay up late.” Eh, good enough, may the date go on!

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You and Tomas felt more rejuvenated. All smiles and laughter. You even felt good enough to get Kuai Liang and Harumi a whole cheesecake as another thanks for babysitting. You of course had to get the twins their own slice or else they won’t even shut up.

What you didn’t expect is to walk into was pure chaos. Your motherly instincts kicked in the moment you heard the baby crying. A cry of pain, probably the teething. Ah but Harumi looks like she’s in more pain. The baby had a tight grip on her long hair. That’s what you forgot to tell her. The baby yanks so she should put her hair up. Well at least Kuai Liang was safe from that.

…never mind the boys got him. He looked like a shell of his former self. His bun was so close to unraveling. At least nothing was on fire so that means they didn’t trick him into using his powers.

You placed the desserts on the kitchen table before running to Harumi. You forced your baby girl to open her hands and let go of Harumi’s beautiful black hair. It looked all messy now when it’s usually all smoothed down. You opened the freezer door and popped in the first frozen teething toy you could see. Immediately the crying stopped and she was satisfied once more.

Poor Kuai Liang, the twins are yanking at him and asking him to do more tricks. What is it with boys and arson? Tomas came over quickly to yank them off him, holding them by the back of their shirts. Looking around you could see the living room was in shambles.

“What in the world happened here?!” You yelled out.

“Why didn’t you say anything about them using smoke magic?” Kuai Liang asked in a tired voice.

“We told you they were sneaky.” You said.

“That’s not-!” He stopped himself from screaming at you.

Tomas placed both boys down on the ground again before scolding them into apologizing and cleaning the living room up.

“I mean look, you lived. You still have head on your hair,” You pointed at Harumi, “And you still have your sanity in tact.” Referring to Kuai Liang.

That was a lie they look utterly exhausted. Traumatized even. You’ve never seen these two that disheveled before. Hell, not even you looked this way after giving birth to the twins. Though their looks didn’t stop Tomas from asking for something else.

“Thank you so much for taking care of the kids, Kuai Liang,” he pulled his brother in closely to whisper something, “Could you come back next week? I want to take her out again.”

Kuai Liang damn near looked like he would kill his brother. He didn’t say anything. He just took Harumi’s hand and went out the door. They didn’t even take the cheesecake. Oh well! More for the family!

After notes: I’m sorry if this seems disfuncional. I ended up crying during my speech today so I feel off. I’ll be done with this semester soon. Only three weeks to go. Adiós!

[harusaki-hugo]

Siblings HCs: Hanagaki Edition

Fandom; Tokyo Revengers

Hcs; What's it's like to be Tokyo Revengers younger/older siblings .

Note; I'm bored and I really want a siblings so I can bully them but here I am , the youngest sibling.

Being Takemichi twin sister:-

The smartest, responsible, and strongest twin. Even though you are the youngest, by two minutes but takemichi is always proud of that.

Identical twins despite being a different gender. Like the same hair, height, body type, and face, just like looking at a mirror.

Always mistaken for Takemichi before he dyes his hair. you decide to keep the black hair while he dyes his hair blond for delinquent ✨authentic✨ which you bluntly said, he looks mad ugly.

The only ones who know your existence are Mizo middle gang, well, Takuya at first because he's Takemichi's childhood friend, and automatically he is also your friend.

Yamagishi calls you Takemichi doppelganger and Makoto calls you the ✨cooler✨ Hanagaki, Akkun having a crisis because he thinks you are hot and it's calling Takemichi hot too.

The original Mizo middle leader but you thought it was a waste of time and gave it to Akkun because he's the second most responsible boy, first Takuya but you didn't trust him leading the gang, because of his health.

When Takemichi joins Toman, let's just say when he's first coming back home beaten up, the next day you decide to meet with Toman's president.

Imagine the shock when they see black hair takemichi with a really rare piss-off expression. Like they were confused as hell.

Just before anyone can register what happens, you back fist Mikey in the face.

"oi, takemitchy! you heal pretty fast!"

The original inventor of Hanagaki's infamous ✨ back fist ✨

Shock. Silence. Pure confusion.

Mikey seems pretty stunned at first before he smirk and clenches his fist but before he can throw a punch at you, takemichi appears with Mizo middle and yells;

"That's a girl version of Takemichi!!"-"Dumbass!!! it's called twin sister!!"

You can guess who yell that.

Another silence before chaos interrupts.

Baji is like, "That thing is takemitchy twin?!"

Chifuyu like; "this is like manga I read..where the second male lead falls in love with their love interest twin after being rejected by love interest."

Mitsuya like; "Takemitchy original hair color is black?"

And lastly Draken who look between the twin and said; "Are we going to ignore the fact she hit Mikey?"

"ken-chin, it's hurt." Mikey who looks at you with sparkling eyes because damn that's backfist is hurting like hell, you can see the bruises on his cheek.

Long story short: you are now part of Toman, not an official member but as Hina and Emma and the gang members girlfriends guardian angel.

Because the last time someone tried to kidnap Peh-yan's girlfriend, you appeared with a metal pipe and everyone could hear a doom soundtrack while you swung that pipe.

The news:- a group of delinquents gets sent to the hospital after being beaten up by an unknown individual. three still unconscious and the remaining still in the emergency room. Unfortunately, no death.

Nickname; Take-chi, nii-chan, take-nii (child ver), crybaby bitch (lovingly), cornbread head (as joke) , simp (when he around Hina)

His nickname; Lil' sis, my sister, ototo-chan, the better twin (around Hina) , brother abuser , sometimes just your name.

I'm bored okay. and I want to write fanfic about takemichi gremlin's twin that the infamous delinquent but he the one gets the ✨fame✨

[scarlet-witchery]

You don’t get how bad I need your fem!gallavich headcanons 😭😭 (that being said pls - with no pressure - share some 🙏🙏🙏)

OKAY DON'T WORRY I'VE GOT A LOT OF THEM TO SHARE WITH YOU I HOPE YOU'RE READY FOR SOME GOOD WLW FEM!GALLAVICH FEELS (these may be a little all over the place but just roll with me here okay? okay here we go)

to start with, Ian is a nickname for Lillian, Mickey is a nickname for Mykhaila (Ukrainian feminine form of Mikhailo)—they'd still go by Ian and Mickey, because if Lip can be a nickname for Phillip then all bets are fucking off :p

technically all of this started with my brain going "lesbian gallavich with hella self image issues" because they don't feel like they can measure up to their "prettier" sister (Mandy and Fiona) but both of them thinking the other is gorgeous as hell. Mickey being kind of a femme/butch (which is why she's the one who calls the shots with her brothers, she's the tomboy compared to Mandy), and Ian wanting to be all pretty and femme but doesn't think there's a point to it because money and also she doesn't think highly of herself

things would be way different for them both as lesbians��Ian would definitely still be the forgotten middle child, although she and Lip would still be Fiona's backup ("you two are my rocks") because I refuse to believe that girl Ian wouldn't be just as committed to ROTC and fitness as canon Ian. She'd be able to kick anyone's ass any day of the week. I think she'd really look up to Lip and ofc he'd love Ian as his little sister but like, with the same kind of condescending vibe he gives Fiona and Debbie? Although maybe since they're practically twins his misogyny toward Ian wouldn't be as blatant.

she'd still be taller than him (tallest Gallagher no matter what!) and have long red hair that she just throws back in a bun or ponytail all military style. I can't see her having short hair just because short cuts can be a lot to maintain, better just to let it grow and keep it pulled back. (I know, I've thought way too much about the little stuff lol)

Mickey would be very punk. With an undercut and all kinds of piercings. Mandy gets more attention from boys but Mickey does get her share, although of course she's like blegh. She'd rather be kicking ass and taking names and proving to her dad that she's just as good at being a fuckin Milkovich as Iggy and Colin—she's got more brains than both of them combined and she's smart as a whip when it comes to doing math, as well as where scamming people is concerned. Terry would begrudgingly acknowledge this but never misses a chance to put her down because she's just another dumb bitch. Only serves to make Mickey more determined to show what she can do, though, and her brothers and cousins are no match for her when it comes to scrappy back alley fighting. She climbed to the top of the heap early on and punches out anyone who tries to take her on.

Ian absolutely falls in the lesbian stereotype of wearing flannel constantly. I feel like she would want to do girly sorts of things but like, doesn't feel she'd measure up to Fiona or other girls so she just sticks with "comfortable" as her main fashion staple. Her and Debbie probably share a room too, although as I said above, she's still super close with Lip. Debbie would ADORE her big sister, would look up to and admire Ian because they've got so much in common—it might even be that she finds Ian's lesbian porn and that's how she knows about it ("penetration isn't required for sex to occur").

I'm not sure how they'd meet in this au but it would still probably involve Mickey chasing Ian around trying to beat her up lmao. my original thought was maybe like, either Mickey chased after Ian because of something Lip did in a reverse of canon, or Mandy thought Ian was talking shit about her. Regardless, the idea of 5'1" Mickey chasing after 5'9" Ian is hilarious especially because I feel like Ian would end up being almost six foot tall by the time she's done with puberty.

even once Ian and Mandy end up being bffs (there'd definitely be some miscommunication, but Ian doesn't wanna get murdered by the Milkovich siblings, so she manages to clear the air with Mandy when she can get away from Mickey and their brothers), Ian probably wouldn't tell Mandy she's gay, gotta keep that shit on lock. So once they're besties she's gotta endure all the boy talk and be like oh haha yeah totally…but at some point Mandy would figure it out, probably because she's not dumb and also Ian "play what cool" Gallagher is not as subtle as she thinks she is. But Mandy, other than asking if Ian has the hots for her ("you're beautiful, but I like you better as my friend"), is actually pretty chill and realizes she doesn't actually mind hanging out with a lesbo. Yes, Ian and Mandy and Mickey would use all the derogatory slurs that get used towards lesbians, although Ian is used to the casual homophobia and Mickey is the most homophobic gay ever (I feel like she'd definitely call herself a fag and a dyke once she gets more comfortable in her identity).

idk how the whole grooming thing with Kash and Ned would transfer over—maybe Ned would be some rich lesbian cougar who wants a kept girl or something. But that's unfortunately a big part of Ian's character, the middle kid who's the only one to be physically abused (and yeah, Frank would still hit Ian, boy or girl), and is desperate for any kind of affection so attaches to anyone who gives it. Kash might be a (seemingly) meek wife to some bruiser of a husband who's short and has small dog syndrome, and that makes her sympathetic in Ian's eyes, thus making it easier for her to take advantage of Ian. I try not to think about Kash too much but it is an important part of Ian's self-image

I'm gonna talk about s3 in its own post because I have some Thoughts and Ideas for some changes to make things interesting :p

season 4 would be really even more depressing because I think that when Ian is manic (there'd be no running away to the army because she couldn't use Lip's identity; instead she'd go straight her sugar mama and from there calls Monica when things get too wild) she'd end up getting pimped out by Monica to really gross straight dudes—not that there aren't creeper lesbians who like younger women, but in general it'd be easier for her to find a job stripping at a regular club (lesbian bars don't seem to have the same opportunities as a straight bar or a men's gay bar do wrt making money). Poor Lip and Debbie finding her in the skimpiest outfit, worse than anything Fiona ever had to wear for a job, with way too much makeup on and dollar bills tucked in her underwear, coked out as hell, skinny enough you can see her hipbones, brain and mouth going about 300 miles a minute...ugh.

But Mickey coming and bringing her home safe and sound <3 beating up the skeevy guys trying to roofie her <33 watching over Ian while she sleeps <333

In a happier train of thought, I love the idea that Mickey really likes Ian's long hair and plays with it when she's not really thinking and Ian gets all 😍😍😍 because it means Mickey might like her omg. Mickey has a partial undercut and Ian loves the texture of the shaved part of her hair. Tells her not to let it grow back out and everything.

Mickey having to stand on her tiptoes to kiss her stupidly tall gf ("You're too tall, Red" "Complain all you want, Mick, you know you like it”). Mickey likes getting manhandled but only by Ian—anyone else tries it and they're losing a hand. But Ian shoves her against a wall and does her whole cocky, smug, looming thing and Mickey can't help but melt in her arms (not that she'd let Ian know about it, not at first; gotta make Gallagher work for that shit. Just cause she's a fag doesn't mean that she's anyone's bitch!).

I also like to think that Ian would try the super femme thing in s4 era and Mickey, once out, would be a little more comfortable being more butch, but they both come off as a mix? I just love the idea of fem!gallavich playing with gender stuff in that very specific lesbian relationship with gender—on one of Mickey's more butch days Ian jokes and calling Mickey her boyfriend and Mickey being like oh

personally I feel like Mickey in her dyke era (s5) is an absolute pint-sized powerhouse, and still an absolute fashion icon because those cut-off vests? the tank tops? perfection🤌🏻

most of my thoughts are of early gallavich because I think things would go much differently since Sammi can't call the MPs on Ian in this au, but lemme just say that there's some fun stuff I'll be adding in another ask to add to the DRAMA

[v3nusxsky]

Hey hey Mars!! I hope you are doing well!!

I have a request for you!! I was thinking a Larissa or Tish x fem reader

(I’ll let you choose who, both is great too I just don’t know if you write poly❤️❤️)

Where reader has struggles eating..like she claims she forgets but it’s intentional and there gf (whomever you choose) starts to notice? I know this one is kind of self indulgent on my behalf so apologies, and if this makes you uncomfy your welcome to glide right over it I understand!

Thank you very much !!

Daily reminder| h&c

*Authors note~oooo I love this idea mentions Tish x Larissa x reader so I hope that's okay guys*

Trigger warnings~ poly relationship, eating disorder struggles mommy daddy baby (SFW)

Prompt~see ask^^^^^

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Your parents sent you to Nevermore in an attempt to rid themselves of you. They thought your Florakinesis was worthless and pathetic, no child of there's wouldn't have at least the psychic gift or telepath abilities. From day dot you'd never fit with them, they spent your childhood tormenting you and coming up with punishments that would secretly impact and cause pain. It had developed such an unhealthy relationship with food thanks to your parents work. So when you moved to Nevermore you found it hard to rebuild that relationship and make it healthier.

For a while you hid your issues well, but you had bigger issues to worry about, the feeling you'd been harbouring for Larissa Weems and her roommate Morticia Addams. Tish loved to tease and was overly confident in her affection, especially in public while Larissa preferred to keep things more private. But when you spent time together with both women you all slipped into a peaceful harmony. You didn't quite understand why both the women wanted to make you there's but you knew you didn't want to ever lose them. That's why, when both women approached you and suggested both of them being yours that you immediately agreed, after all why would you want to choose between two of the most perfect people in the world.

Things were good for a while, until parents weekend arrived, you'd planned to spend the weekend with Isa as Tish had a visit from her twin sister Melissa. Your parents had unexpectedly decided a visit would be a brilliant idea, a chance to torment you a bit more, their favourite punching bag not being around had left them fighting more with one an other. It was safe to say that the visit went horribly as you ran into your shared room and threw yourself into the unsuspecting blondes arms sobbing. "Oh darling" she murmured instantly, rubbing your back sensing what had happened. For the remainder of the night, Larissa showered you with love and attention and held you until you drifted off to sleep in her comforting embrace.

Since that night, you noticed some bad habits returning, especially regarding your food intake. You didnt realise that your girlfriends had also noticed you eating less in portion sizes and then you'd refuse breakfast and lunch. Your weight was dropping and your cheeks looked pale and sunken in. You most certainly were not well.

After a particularly hard day, you went to find your lovers to seek some of their comfort and love. Luckily for you Tish and Isa were cuddled up on the bed already looking comfortable. "Isa? Tish?" You whimpered cautiously waiting to be invited into the cuddle. "Come on baby, come join us my love" Larissa murmured scooting over to allow you into the middle of their bodies. "Ma chérie, may we speak with you?" Tish all but purred your favourite french pet name of hers, "mommy?" You whimpered holding her gaze. "Darling we noticed some things and we want to help our sweet girl" Larissa murmured bringing a hand to play with your hair in a soothing manner. "Daddy I'm scared" you whined snuggling into their bodies.

"Mon amour, daddy and I just wish to help you love" Tish whispered which caused you to break down sobbing. "Sweet girl, we love you so much and to see you punishing yourself like this, it just, we don't ever want to see you hurting like this. You understand that right my little lamb?" "Mm sorry daddy mommy mm so sorry I just I'm sorry" you whimpered as breathing became difficult, you never wanted to upset your girlfriends but you didn't know what else you could do with the feelings and thoughts, this was all you knew.

"Ma belle, it's okay love we aren't mad. We wanna help you" Tieh cooed as you shivered in their arms. "We have you sweet girl, you're safe with us and we are gonna make sure that you're all okay. Mommy and daddy love their baby girl" Larissa mumbled knowing you loved the dynamic you three held, it was wildly known that it brought you comfort and they were happy to oblige with that need.

That night they held you close, showering you with comfort and compliments, making a plan with you to help in the future. Food would be a struggle so they wanted to make sure you'd have at least one of them with you at meal times, to be your daily reminder of love and comfort. You knew you were incredibly lucky to call these beautiful women yours.

Word count~ 897

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[gumballavocadoharry]

Estrangement (future follow up) 1:

*This is a follow up to Katlin and her abusive parents, Harry and Yn. Here is a time leap, 7 years into the future where she and family reconnect....possibly. Told from Katlin's POV.*

A child. A pale brunette-haired child, standing against the beam of the back porch. The twinkle of noonday sun glistened through the punctuated brownish-green irises that his bangs skirted over, only shielding his eyebrows. "Matthew, lunchtime!" I called. I set one his favorite dinners out on the dining room table for him: A grilled cheese with potato chips, grapes, apple slices and a cool glass of apple juice.

"Thank you, mommy," he said, a smile extending across my face. I kissed the whisky wheat brown grain before guiding his two siblings to their seats. A nonfiction polaroid of my three children, Matthew, Joshua, and Victoria, stood in front of me as I pushed myself back toward the sink. It was Matthew who was Angus's twin, with my hair color, Josh who stood in the center; my nose, Angus's eyes, my mouth, but Angus's smile with darkened brunette color- almost of black, contrast to my honey streaks that groomed in perfectly with my brown hair color. Then there was Tori; everything about her was mine. Like my sister, Kira, my youngest has this peculiarity, but a quietness like me. She ran to her seat, sitting in between two big brothers, with her long medium brunette hair swaying delicately.

My attention traveled back over to the sink. I ran the faucet allowing one side to fill up with warm pool of water, while the soapy goo, slithered around- waiting for the faucet's direction to fill up the side into a sudsy lump. I fiddled with the loop of my wedding ring- a habit I created when it was first placed on my finger; Angus's big hand gently cupped mine, sliding the ring slowly onto my ring finger. A picturesque scene that played out over the hills of Iceland, where we vacationed. I went to the country courted and left engaged. 

In the middle of scrubbing the chunky piece of leftover macaroni out of the saucepan, the phone started blaring through the house, making me absent to fully being able to clean the dish properly. Soon after, the memo recording for a voicemail spoke. "Hey Katlin, it's Kira. I wanted to ring in and apologize for having to miss our lunch date.... but the most important thing I wanted to say was that.... Dad is sick. You know how for the past few years he's been having heart issues? Well, it's gotten worse. He had surgery on Monday, but doctors say it's just a bandage-"

"Hello? Kira?" "Katie! I'm so glad I reached you. But yeah, I don't how much you heard on the voicemail, but Dad is very sick...... I think he's dying. I just wanted to let you know, because everyone is at the hospital right now and I'm on my way myself. I know...I know you both don't get along that well.... and I understand. It was rough with him too knowing how he treated you. But, I figured this would be your chance to say goodbye.... if you want." I gulped back something I thought would be tears.... but they weren't. "Okay, thank you for telling me. I'll tell Angus and we'll take it from there..... I love you Kira,"

"I love you too, Kaitlin.... always remember that." Then silence. Next the buzz of the disconnected line. So, there it was.... Dad was dying. It couldn't be- even I had to say Dad was relatively healthy and young on top of that. Sixty wasn't an age you just go at. I would think eighty or ninety if you're lucky. I sat down on the couch, soaking in those words Kira said. "He was dying..." I swallowed hard before walking back over to the sink; rinsing it out with the last plate finished. I turned back over to the nook where the children had left, and their plates were empty. I placed them in the sink before moving back towards the phone and dialed for Angus. Three dial tones before his pickup. "Hey Kate, what's going on?" "Hey babe.... uh... I just got off the phone with Kira not too long ago and she says that my father's heart condition worsened. She doesn't think that he's going to be around much longer.... and neither do I." I could hear his sigh on the other end. "Well....... what do you want to do?" My sigh appeared on the other line.

"I guess..... I'll go visit him in the hospital later on tonight. Will you go with me?" "Of course! What about the kids though?" I thought for a second. Maybe I did want to take them with me- to see their grandparents for the first time. They were already pally with Auntie Kira, Uncle Kristopher and Kameron and Aunt Kylie- when she was available.

Kimberly, Mom and Dad had yet to see those chubby rosy cossetted cheeks and those twinkling diamond eyes that I had the privilege to see everyday. But not yet.... not while emotions would be high and tear had the high possibility to be shed. They could never fully understand the depinning detail of why I parent the way I do. Why one bedtime story is never enough, while four cookies after dinner isn't a big deal and why hugs and kisses are for anytime, anywhere.

"What about your sister? would she mind?" "No, I don't think so, I'll call her and see if she's available." "Okay," My voice, soft and frail. "Thanks Angus.... I don't know what I'd do without you."

When the slam of the front door banged through the house, my heart stopped for a minute. It was time. The kids were bundled in their sweat jackets, glancing around the house like it was somehow different now; living room lights were off and the only sign of life was of the side table lamp that smoldered the room with a soft yellow hue. It was only the beginning of daylight savings, so the what was supposed to be early evening- late afternoon, became of a midnight ambience. The car ride was silent; Angus occasional loud breathes were what signaled even an ounce of life in the car. Pulling up into the driveway, we were met with Katerina. The sweet mellowed young woman who was filled with empath from head to toe. Sensing the broken pieces of me from the day we met, didn't hesitate clasp me into a warm embrace. I loved that woman- becoming another sister to me and not just in the form of in-law.... but of compliment. 

"Auntie Kat!" Josh yelled, before squishing himself into her arms, sniffling in the fluffiness of her cardigan. Soon the other two followed. I stayed behind in the car, watching from the windshield as Angus embraced his sister, her shoulder length black hair sprawling across his arm. Her eyes met mine- looking back to Angus before making her way over to the car; arms folded and a soft smile tracing her lips. I gave in, getting out of the car and allowing her to cup me into her arms. "I heard Katlin.... I'm so sorry. I know how hard this is for you." A single tear rolled off my cheek, "Thank you so much for watching the kids.... I don't know why this is so hard," She pulled away and looked into the hazel of my eyes.

"Because life can be very hard. It's a lousy situation, because.... well.... you had a lousy parent... or parents, I should say." I nodded, raising my eyebrows for a second. "It'll be okay, Katlin... you're strong, you got this." I nodded, this time allowing a smile to come over. "Thank you." Katerina rubbed my shoulder before making her way back over to the steps of the house. I hugged and kissed each of the children as did Angus before departing in our car. The streetlights seemed like rays of light, skimming past us like we were on a bullet train. The more we approached the hospital, the faster my heart speed up. I can remember feeling the same way only a few times in my life; seeing Dad's car pulling in the driveway, not hearing Tori's first cry- until we did and deciding to publish my book about a sailorman love affair. 

Turn right to Hospital.

The sign became illuminated by the headlights of the car. It seemed like we spent forever trying to find a space somewhere in the parking deck. Eventually we found a space were squeezing the minivan between two trucks wasn't an option. My stomach still in knots, I found myself bungling out of the van and stood against the backseat door while waiting for Angus to come around from the front. "Ready?" I took a deep breath and nodded, grabbing his hand and made our way to the automatic opening door after walking against the concrete of the parking lot. The hospital didn't seem too busy. Only people I could count on my fingers, were waiting in the waiting area. "Hello, we're here for a Mr. Harry Styles? I'm his daughter and this is my husband," The receptionist smiled and looked through her computer. "Of course, room 398, level 4." We thanked her before climbing into the elevators. Angus pulled his arm around me. All I could look at was the black tile of the elevator floor, biting my lip so much that I hadn't realized I was pinching them too tightly. "I'm right here Katie.... don't worry." I gave a small smile just as the doors opened.

My feet; slow and steady against the sterile hospital floor. I had the same quaking march as I did when I had first stepped foot into my father's old college. Remembering the lavish decor of the building and the luminary room 109 that he would extend his lectures in- it spiked me again. My nineteen year old self anticipating his reaction in the same analogously that my now thirty-five year old self was too. 397, 396... 398. Yet again. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door and was met with my entire family: Mom, dauntingly standing next to my sheepish Dad who looked so frail yet stable in that bed- Kameron, who stood smack in the middle of Kimberly and Kristopher, Kylie who seemed to be behind Kristopher and Kira- the one who alerted me of this whole skeptical. To Dad, I must've looked different yet familiar. My hair held in a bun, cardigan swaying against my legs that were hugged in skinny jeans and the familiar face of the black-haired man whom he had met only a few years ago. "Katlin," He said, weakness pouting through his usual intimidating voice. 

I gave a tight smile, "Dad.... how are you feeling?" "Better, now since you're here." I came closer- Angus excusing himself back out to the waiting room. His arms had this pasty complexation- sick and delicate like paper. I was now a part of the silent room; eyes staring at the prodigal child that ran away was now in front of them. Maybe my dad had imagined this purple haired hippie or a this pale aloof wiry woman. Or maybe no one at all. But I was here. Maybe I wasn't always there, but I'm here now. And I think Dad accepted that. "Katlin, it's been so long-" My mother fell around me; arms wrapping around my frame with her head now pressed close to mine. I slowly slid my arms over her back, taking in this unexpected embrace. She pulled away, putting her hand against my cheek. I bit my lip, looking into her eyes, detailing the crinkles around them. "How've you've been?" I smiled, "Good." Basic response was what was necessary. Although it didn't take long for Mom to notice my little habit of playing with my ring.

"Pretty," I looked up to notice mom smiling at my finger, "Mhm?" "Your ring, it's gorgeous." Soon everyone else's eyes traveled. Kira, Kylie and Kristopher smiled- they already knew of my wedding in the Hamptons. A silver and black theme, causal dancing and a bridal shower. Kam had called off- he was due for a soccer match that week but gave a shoutout to Mr. and Mrs. Angus and Katlin Parker during an interview; the moment when my parents had found out that I had married, let alone, engaged. The children's births were just moments between me and Angus. Kira, Kylie and Kristopher came later.

Dad spotted the silver diamond band around my finger. He furrowed his eyebrows a little, watching me slowly shove my hand into my pocket. "You still with that guy, Angus?" I nodded, "Yeah- we-... yeah." My eyes finally met everyone else's. Kam and Kim's faces were of a mixed astonishment. Although Kimberly's face had this tightness to it. Her mouth smiled but her eyes were full of something else.... something I couldn't quite make out. Maybe anger? I shook it off and continued my gaze to Dad. I shot a glance to Kira who finally choked out a rejoinder. "I talked to Kate on the phone earlier today about.... you know," She sent me a smile, "I wanted her to get caught up with everything that was going on." Kam cleared his throat, "Dad has a- well... dad did you wanna?...."

"Yes," He turned to me, "I first came to the hospital because of severe heartburn. They ran some tests and found out it was a heart infection- Endocarditis. So, I stayed for about in the hospital and went home after. I was brought back because.... I had a heart attack... I was later diagnosed with Cardiomyopathy- it's a heart disease where the vessels of the heart have a hard time pumping blood through the heart." I shot up to the sounds of sniffles. Kimberly held a tissue to her reddish nose. She couldn't make herself look up from the floor, which is when Kameron had escorted her out of the room where only a trail of their voices could be heard until it became inaudible. "I'm so sorry Dad." I rubbed his arm, the first touch of my entire presence. Kira gave me a small smile before ushering Kris and Kylie out of the room. As the two oldest left, she stopped by the door and whispered to me: "Say whatever needs to be said Katlin... this may be your one last chance." 

Silence penetrated throughout the room until Dad spoke. "Katlin.... I know you haven't been around- we missed you... a lot," I stayed silent, but spoke with my eyes. I stared at Dad, keeping focus on whatever he wanted to say. I wanted to know what he wanted from me. "We missed you at birthdays, at Kimberly's wedding.... she has a daughter, Piper. She would be about six now." I smiled, "I bet she looks just like her mother." Mom giggled, "She does- bright eyes and wide smile just like Kim." 

Mom's eyes scanned me over. Maybe she had figured it out; the wedding ring was noticed... what about the faint stretch marks that stood vertically around my hips and belly button. Or maybe it was the certain smile I gave that highlighted that children to me were not just these little people of adoration anymore, but something so precious that it had to be protected. "I've been busy I guess.... with my stories... life in general." I finally spoke. "Katlin.... I know it's more.... I can tell." I raised an eyebrow. "Really?" Mom licked her lips, "I can tell.... just by the way you looked when I mentioned Kimberly's daughter.... either it's a look of being sidelined or..." Even Mom couldn't finish that sentence. She hoped it would be the first answer; satisfaction at feeling maybe even an ounce of regret or rejection. 

"Or?" I repeated, non-confrontationally. She shrugged, "I don't know.... I guess since your ring... you were busy with your fiancé."

"Husband." I corrected. Mom's eyebrows lifted. The rims of her eyes became glossy like plastic. Dad squinted his eyes a little before looking down at his wrist; IV medication flowed through it like water through a straw. The gurgles of the IV bag echoed through the room. The beeps of the monitors recited. The scratch of my flat marked against the sterile wooden floor. Dad finally broke the ice, voice raspy and presiding like how it used to be. "I read one of your books just last week: 'Silence between the words.' Everyone told me how good it was and how well written it would be. They were right- didn't even put it down the minute I picked it up." I smiled; it seemed like that's all I did. Smile. Just smile and pretend like the history didn't exist or like it was a barrier between the now and then. "But, I know you Katlin..... you're a busy woman.... but I think... maybe in some way.... you found somethings out from Kira or Kristopher, at best." I sighed internally.

"Yeah..." "So-" 

Beep!

A notification sounded through my pocket. I checked my phone, only to forget that a family picture would flash on the screen. So there... mom saw it; two boys, one girl. Mom's eyes trickled tears from them. She threw herself out of the room without so much as a word. Dad, a raised eyebrow and perplexed look towards the door before shooting his confused look to me. "Two boys, one girl. All two years apart- Eight years old, six years old and four years old- Matthew, Joshua and Victoria." I showed Dad my family picture: Me and Angus standing above our three chicks, posed outside on the decrepit brick patio of a summer home we rented for two weeks while traveling to Napa Valley. Dad sucked his bottom lip in, swallowing back words or tears. "They're beautiful," A smile crept up on him, "Your little girl looks just like you," He laughed. "Thanks, she acts just like Kira." It became quiet in the room again. I glanced towards the door before looking back to Dad. "I'm gonna go check on mom really quick." I paused before walking towards the door, pausing again and then finally shuffling out the door.

I heard Mom crying in the bathroom. I raised my fist to knock on the door before slowly moving back down to my side. I trudged over into the corner of the hospital where the waiting room by Dad's was. Everyone was there. Kira looked to me, heaving a smile.

I took a seat by the window, curling my right leg under me, swaying the remaining one back and forth. "Did you see mom?" I asked. Kira breaking out of her cell phone daze and looking to me. "No," She shook her head. I bit my lip, sucking in my cheeks. My eyes scanned my siblings seeing if anyone else had known my little secret. Angus wasn't just a friend anymore and his matured status in my life came with other additions. "Kate," Kris's voice- faded and knowing. He looked to me, eyes ushering me to spill what had been hidden away inside my brain for too long. "Mom.. she's in the bathroom.. at least she ran in there..." I started. Everyone's eyes were boring straight into me. "I've been busy with my own family and I guess.... she's upset I guess." Kimberly stared the longest at me. "How many?" I raised an eyebrow before kicking myself for pretending to not understand, "Three.... Matthew, Joshua and Victoria." Kimberly's breath became shaky.

"Their first grandsons...." Her eyes stared at her feet before rejoining to me, "Why didn't you tell them?" "Kim-" Kris started, "No! I told them when Piper was born! I told them when me and Peter where engaged, when we got married and all that! Katlin.... you can't hide yourself away like that from your family!"

"I didn't hide, I walked away Kimberly! How could you not know that? - you were there when it all happened!" Kimberly scoffed at me. "Look. We're all here because none of us expected what was going to happen. But before this... we all had our own lives - I mean, I myself have been busy with my life... none of us wanted any of this." Kameron stated.

Kimberly buried her face into the back of her seat. Her shoulder length medium chocolate hair sprawling all across her shoulder, over the navy-blue fleece of her sweater. Her hand pressed against the side of the chair, allowing me to glimpse at her silver diamond ring. The karats were worth way more than mine; two little diamonds sat on each side of the biggest diamond in the center. It posed perfectly on her dainty finger- nails manicured with French tips. Mom emerged from the bathroom, wiping her nose before coming full view into the waiting area. "Hey," she sniffled. We all gave a tight lipped smile, allowing our eyes to follow her to the corner where she sat silently. "Mom?" Kylie started, "Oh.... it's just... it's your father, that's all." She side eyed me before looking down to fiddle with her fingers. "Kristopher, how have you and Sophie been?" I furrowed my eyebrows. I knew about my brother's girlfriend.... but I knew Mom was just trying to rally against me because of her own nasty surprise.

"We're good.... she's pregnant." A slew of "congratulations" rang throughout the area. "How far along?" I asked, "Five months." He smiled; the same dimply smile that Dad had whenever he was proud of something.... or someone. I knew how proud Kristopher was. His face became this flustered color, happy at entertaining positive attention for moment. "And Kylie is curator at the new museum that opened up," Mom's glance pounced to me from Kylie. "Yeah, it's great. I get to see the newest art before it's shown at the museum." Kylie had this faded look, only towards mom. Her eyes couldn't be read like this monotone shade except her voice was full of life and stillness like always.

Once the clock hit midnight, Angus grabbed me from Dad's room. "I have to go, but it was nice seeing everyone here," I said. I bent down and pressed a quick kiss on the brunette mixed in peppery gray stalks on dad's head. "Bye, everyone, feel better dad." We were halfway down the hospital corridors when a voice stopped me. It was Kira. "Katlin.... I just wanted to thank you for coming," I shrugged, "I would've came anyway," "Yeah, but I know how hard it was.... I'm a poet addict because of you," She smiled. "That little book of your poems you gave to me when I was seven, I still have them... in fact... do you know a little book called 'Kate's sonnets'?" I furrowed my eyebrows before nodding. "They're yours. All of them. I had it published the first year I moved out of mom and dad's house." Awe had struck me from head to toe.

I couldn't hold back pulling Kira into a tearfilled hug. "Thank you...thank you, Kira." I cried softly into her arms. I don't know why I did, but they didn't stop until I pulled away. We were interrupted by another voice. "Katlin," It was Kimberly, scrapping her Uggs against the floor. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry for blowing up at you like that....it-" I pulled Kimberly into my arms where she cried soundly. I stood there, rocking her from side to side, letting her release her agony into the warmth of my cardigan. She pulled away and rubbed my shoulder. "I love you Katlin," 

"I love you too Kim... and you too Kira- I love everyone." For a second, Angus had been forgotten. Kimberly turned to him, "Take care of her, she's special." Angus smiled and pulled Kira and Kimberly into side hugs before we left to the elevators. Angus turned to me. "I know I keep asking Katie... but, are you okay?" I turned to Angus slowly and let a smile crawl over my face.

"Yes," I looked back to the elevator doors before turning back to Angus, "I think so."

And indeed..... I would be.

Part 2 will be coming soon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[inmymagnetoera]

THIS IS LIKE THE THIRD POST I'VE MADE TODAY BUT IT DOESN'T MATTER

I made a little fic for @lehnsherrslover after they posted a list of prompts they wanted to read and I chose Single Dads AU because, who doesn't love a good Single Dads AU? So here's a little gift for you (I LOVE WRITING FIC AND GIVING THEM TO OTHER PEOPLE AAAAA)

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Playmates

Erik was desperate to say the least.

His children, his two little demonic angels had disappeared in the aisles of the supermarket and the man didn't seem to find them anywhere. He searched with his own power for the two steel bracelets that the six-year-old twins were wearing precisely for this situation. Erik was happy to have listened to his mother when she had given the idea a few years earlier.

"Where are you, where are you." He repeated like a mantra in his head as he pushed the cart full of food and a toy that Pietro had taken without his father noticing. The bracelets continually moved from one part of the supermarket to another, most likely due to Pietro running at supersonic speed with his sister on his shoulders.

Suddenly the movement stopped and Erik ran towards the aisle where the bracelets were located, knowing he looked like a madman after abandoning a cart full of products in the middle of the supermarket. He turned the corner and saw them: his two children were standing next to each other: Pietro was rocking back and forth and Wanda was holding the hand of another child to Erik unknown who looked a little younger than them.

"Wanda, Pietro, don't ever run away like that again, please." Erik realized he was out of breath, he reached down and picked up the silver-haired boy, feeling his heart fill at the little boy's laugh.

"Dad! Dad! We made a friend." Wanda said swinging her hand and the baby's.

"Yes, this is David!" Pietro said clutching his father's checked shirt.

"Hi David, where are your parents?" Erik bent down to be face to face with the boy, who moved to stand behind Wanda.

"He's shy." The little girl said playing with one of the many unruly curls on her head. The little boy leaned over and whispered something in his new friend's ear.

"He says hi." Wanda took the boy's hand back into hers.

“Do you guys know where his parents are?” Wanda and Pietro shook their heads. Oh well, his two little angels had probably "kidnapped" another child.

"Alright little one, let's try to find your-"

"David! There you are!" A voice cried out in relief from behind Erik. A weight lifted from his chest, it had ended well. In addition to the voice, however, he sensed a large amount of iron. He turned and felt his head spin at the sight of the other man. The, if he understood correctly, father of the child was breathtaking. Hia brown hair looked so soft, making Erik want to run his hand through it. His lips were red and Erik tried not to stare at them too much and his eyes were just…

"Sir? Are you okay?" Asked the man who now had the baby, David, on his lap.

"Uh, yeah, yeah sure." Erik said with a cough and shook off the feeling he had.

"I'm sorry if David caused you any trouble." The man gave a quick kiss on the little boy's head and stretched out his hand in front of him.

"Charles Xavier, nice to meet you..."

"Erik, Erik Lehnsherr." He shook the man's hand with one hand while holding Pietro with the other.

"Don't worry about David, in fact, I apologize on behalf of my children for holding him back." He bent down a little and also picked up Wanda who hid her face in the crook of her father's neck.

“Did your kids talk to him?” He asked with a stunned look.

"Yeah, I mean, he's shy and talked in Wanda's ear." Erik finished the sentence abruptly, seeing the man's eyes become moist.

“How about we take the kids out for ice cream so we can talk for a bit?” Erik saw how the man tried to remain calm and couldn't help but nod.

They left the supermarket and went to a nearby ice cream shop that had a large outdoor garden with benches and tables where the children could have fun.

"Thank you for agreeing to come." Charles said as he watched the three children laughing and talking at a nearby table.

“No problem but, did you want to talk about something?” Erik asked, mixing the now melted ice cream in the cup.

"David is autistic. He is five years old and from what I know the only person he has ever verbally spoken to is me. He usually uses body language to communicate with others but with me he uses his telepathy."

"Are you a mutant?" Erik asked without warning, biting his tongue and internally slapping himself for asking something so private.

"Yes, any problems?" Charles asked now with a completely serious and no longer grateful look.

"No! No, it's just..." He moved his hand and some coins levitated from his pocket to the table.

"A telekinetic! That's awesome!" Charles' eyes lit up as he looked at the now motionless pennies.

"Only with metal, actually. Pietro is superfast and Wanda can alter reality. What about you?" He asked as an emotion of affection for his two children ran through his body.

"Telepath, just like my David. But, hey, a super fast kid and one who can change things at will. That must be a nightmare for you and your wife." Erik smiled sadly.

"I'm a widower, actually. Magda died when the twins were two, they hadn't developed their mutations yet but I'm sure she would have been very proud."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, my friend, I shouldn't have assumed anything." Charles said regretfully, wringing his fingers.

"Don't worry. I miss her but life goes on. What about you?" He asked watching the man bite his lower lip.

"Oh, divorced. David's mother, Gabrielle, and I wanted different things. You know, it happens but we're on good terms. David usually goes to her place during the summer and to celebrate Hannukah." Erik was elated.

"Are you Jewish? Like, are you both a mutant and Jewish?"

"No, I'm not Jewish but Gabrielle is and we mutually decided that David would follow his mother's religion. Why you ask?"

"Because I'm Jewish too." He said with a smile, taking the coins from the table to his pocket.

“This is amazing! It just feels like we were destined to find each other. However, as I was telling you before: David has never communicated verbally with anyone else and to hear that with your children he has… Erik, please, I know that We've only known each other for a little less than an hour but if you agree, would you let our children play together a few days a week?" He asked, looking at the other man with eyes so blue that there was no way for Erik not to accept.

"Of course I agree Charles. It would also be good for my children to be with David, I think they already care a lot about him." He said with a smile.

"And maybe if you like, sometimes just the two of us could go out." Erik's words made Charles' cheeks blush.

“Or not, I mean, you don't have to, you don't have to feel any pressure just because I agreed to let our kids play together, oh no, I don't even know if you're attracted to men.” He pinched the bridge of his nose with two fingers and thought that if he hadn't been so mortified he would have burst out laughing. Charles took his hand in his.

"Erik, I would like to inform you that yes, I am attracted to men, to you, especially, and that I would be truly honored if we went out together sometime." The man smiled and tucked an out-of-place tuft behind his ear and Erik knew he was too attracted to the man for his own good.

[royalchewy]

This took me forever, but I am so happy to finally have the whole family in one picture! Click for better quality. For those interested, background on the family and more as really long ramble below!

Background of the family is Aramid is a Rageon who was gifted a troll when she was younger. Bergens would sell trolls to other large species, like Rageons, but each treats them as a source of happiness differently. For Rageons, who are very material, they are live in entertainment/living decorations.

Aramid is a bit odd though, seeing her troll, Coir, as a friend, who, being like 16 years older than her, basically becomes her guardian because her dad is never around and her mom is out of the picture. They spend years getting better treatment and personhood for trolls, which is successful and the whole reason Velvet and Veneer even can have trolls napping and troll torture as charges against them. After said incident though, Coir decides to spend sometime back among trolls, having thought the pop trolls were essentially wipes out besides the ones who were also sold like him when young.

He meets Persi (pronounced like Percy and short for Persimmon) while on a tour of pop village, Persi being a putt-putt troll from the Hole-n-Fun. They hit off and eventually have a few kids, who love their giant sister. Especially because said sister is one of the most famous fashion designers in Mount Rageous and is always sending them some of the best outfits she can for dress up and special events, as well comfy and cute ones for the day to day. Enough about the family though, here are some of my favorite parts of this family portrait

The daddy-daughter shots of this piece are everything to me. On the left is Persi with their middle daughter Sisal. Sisal’s favorite animal at the moment is monarch butterflies, because the orange makes her think of Persi and butterflies are just neat.

On the right is Coir with the youngest daughter, Clementine. She’s the shyest and always at Coir’s side. She loves dress up the most and is the one who suggested some kind of princesses and prince outfits for he pictures.

Last of the kiddos is Kevlar! He is the youngest (by half an hour, he and Clementine are technically twins) and only boy. He’s the wild child and always keeps his dads’ on their toes. He is the only one so far who has figured out how to roll up in a ball like the putt-putts can. The pearls in his hair were from an accessory for someone else that he broke. The pearls were because of him too. Sisal asked for butterflies and flowers, Clementine asked for crowns and royalty, Kevlar asked for…. Ocean. He was okay with pearls as the compromise item. He also jumped off Aramid’s shoulder the moment this picture was taken. He was fine.

I lastly just wanted to show Aramid’s necklace and the details of her dress. She and Coir always have matching gold necklaces (usually with their initials/names, but sometimes they switch us up). She gifted Persi different gold chain accessories to match theirs but also to match his style more and will eventually gift her siblings something to their styles when they’re older. I also just wanted to show the flowers and strands of pearls because they were fun to make and finding that brush was a life saver.

I will definitely be making a family picture with just the trolls so I can add even more details to their outfits! If anyone read this whole thing, I apologize for my ramblings, but appreciate you taking the time to do so. Would love to hear and thoughts or answer any questions! Take care!

[flutteringphalanges]

Adam Warlock x Peter Little Sister!Reader

her realizing that she’s like pregnant again but with a boy this time? I need more of this

Thank you so, so much for the request! Here is the one shot! I hope you enjoy! Also I will make this my author's note so here is the LINK to the master post of all the links to the one shots in this series! -Jen

What's One More

Prompt: When you discover that you are pregnant again while visiting your grandfather on Earth, you and Adam are elated over the news. And Adam's name suggestion makes you realize for the billionth time how much you love him. Word Count: 2,405

You were pretty sure it was hotter than the sun in your grandfather’s house--or, at least it felt that way. When his air conditioning unit decided to quit in the middle of the summer and your brother, Peter, had only made things worse trying to fix it himself, the rest of you were left to suffer the consequences. In the midst of it all, there was something that had been distracting you from the discomfort of it all. Or rather, someone.

Sleeping in the twin sized bed in the guest room by yourself was one thing. Adding your significant other into the mix was another. Throw in your three year old daughter and it was a crowd. Your eyes opened right as a tiny foot kicked you in the face. Carefully, you forced yourself to sit upright and looked over to see the culprit. Aydith, though tiny as she was, had somehow managed to take most of the space. Somehow she had wriggled her way on top of Adam, her golden locks of hair hiding his face. How the guy had stayed asleep, you were unsure. But you were glad both were still lost to the world.

Sleepily, you glanced over at the digital clock on the bedside table. 4:00 A.M. That was just great. Even if you wanted to fall back asleep, you highly doubted you could. Especially with your kid being the early bird that she was. Give her another hour or two, she would be zooming around the room. Literally. Thank Gods Adam came to visit with you all this time around. You sighed and turned your attention to the bathroom door, an unsettling feeling forming in the pit of your stomach.

Back on Knowhere, you had begun to expect something was up. A gut feeling you had only experienced one other time in your life. Part of you wondered if perhaps it was just stressed. You and the rest of the Guardians had been on back to back missions. Between splitting your time on those and raising your child, life was chaotic. But when the exhaustion and mood swings became paired with nausea, you knew there was more at play than just pressure.

The sound of Peter snoring from the couch in the living room follows you as you walk into the bathroom and close the door behind you. Earlier that day when you had taken Aydith with you to pick some groceries up at the store, you had also picked up a pregnancy test box in the pharmacy aisle. The damn thing had cost over twenty dollars, but it was a two pack and the reviews had been great--and you wanted the best when it came to accuracy.

Where are you? You muttered to yourself, fishing around the back of the sink drawer. You knew you hid them well, but not to the point where even you couldn’t find them. Dammit…

Finally, the tips of your fingers touched the glossy surface of the box and you pulled it out quickly. Immediate Detection, 99% Accuracy. Weird name, but okay. You opened it and took one out, studying it carefully. Looked quite similar to what you had used over three years ago, couldn’t be that difficult to figure out…

You and Adam had the occasional talk about the prospect of having more kids. Aydith was a handful and a half, but she was the greatest joy of both of your lives. Her powers were something you were still getting used to and neither you nor Adam had any indication to what extent she had inherited from him. Thank gods for those toddler backpacks with the little harnesses and leashes. But you had always seen children in your future, just not exactly when.

Your mind wandered as you set the used test of the edge of the tub. Three minutes. Three whole damn minutes. This was the 2020’s, how weren’t pregnant test results instantaneous? You bounced your leg as you tried to find something to focus on. Random dark spot on the wall? Maybe mold, probably should point that out to your grandfather. That rubber ducky you really needed to make a mental note of as to not forget. Aydith standing in the doorway…!

Aydith smiled at you from where she stood at the threshold clutching her beloved stuffed toy raccoon, Rocky, that Peter had bought for her as a joke at Rocket’s expense. Without a single ounce of consideration for your privacy, she waltzed in.

“Hi, Mama!” She grinned as you quickly stood up and fixed your pajamas. “Rocky says good morning, good morning!”

You exhaled softly, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “Good morning, Aydith. Rocky.” You quickly glanced over your shoulder trying to see the test. Still nothing. “You’re up early.”

“Mhm!” She bounced with the energy you wished that you had. “No more sleep! Daddy’s sleeping and Grandpa sleeping and Uncle Pete sleeping, not me though! And not you! Rocky’s not sleepy too.” Aydith held the toy toward you and said in a squeaky voice. “No sleep! Time to play!”

Her smile could light up an entire galaxy. You took Rocky from her and looked him over. Well, if you really squinted your eyes, you kinda did see Rocket… Handing the toy back over to her, you knelt down so you were at her eye level.

“Daddy’s still sleeping, huh?” She nodded vigorously in response. “Mama wishes she could have it that easy.”

Aydith suddenly tilted her head and pointed. “What’s that, Mama?”

You turned your head and your stomach did a somersault. The pregnancy test. When you look back at your daughter, she was staring at you expectantly. And in some strange way, it felt like Rocky was too.

“…It’s a test.” You told her honestly.

“A test?” She inquired innocently.

“Yes, a test.” And you hadn’t realized that you’d been chewing on the inside of your cheek until it began to sting. “Mama had to take a test.”

“Why?”

That was a good question. A very good one. Your mind raced as you tried to think of a decent, but vague answer. How did one respond to something with such importance? By now, the three minutes had long since ended and you were just itching to grab the damn thing and get it over with. Heart pounding, you reached over and picked it up. You looked down at the tiny screen and almost instantly your breath hitched in your throat.

“Mama?” Aydith’s voice sounded distant as you felt her tugging at your arm. “I wanna see! I wanna see!” She pleaded as if she knew what the thing was. “I wanna see, please!”

You didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Or possibly even throw up. The two pink lines were as solid and visible as they could be. You were pregnant again. It didn’t even feel real. Aydith would be a big sister, and you and Adam would have another daughter or son. A baby…Gods, two kids…

“Mama!” Aydith’s voice snapped you out of your trance. You met her stare and noticed she looked worried. “Don’t cry, Mama. Why are you sad?”

You hadn’t even realized there were tears streaming down your cheeks until that moment. You set the test down and wiped away at them. Aydith was still watching you with concern as you took one of her hands in your own and gave her a watery smile.

“Oh baby girl, I’m not sad.” You assured her. “Mama’s very happy. These are good tears. Happy tears.” You paused, trying to decide if it was okay to announce it to her so early on. Would she even understand it? “I’ve got something special to tell you. Would you like to hear it?”

Your daughter bobbed her head up and down. “Mhm! A secret?!”

“Well…maybe not exactly.” If you told her, all of Knowhere would know the moment you all stepped off the ship. “But it is very important.” You ran your thumb across her knuckles. “You’re going to be a big sister. Mama’s going to have a baby.”

Her eyes lit up. “A baby?!”

You gave her a nod. “Mama has a baby in her belly.” Well, not in your stomach, but you weren’t in the mood to give an anatomy lesson. “But it will still be a long time before they’re here.”

“Five days?”

You couldn’t help but snort at her concept of time. Shaking your head, you pressed a kiss to her forehead. “A little longer than that. But I promise you, it’ll be well worth the wait. You were.”

Your daughter seemed to consider this. After a moment, she gave you a firm nod. Sometimes the expressions she made reminded you so much of Adam. She really did take after him. You couldn’t help but wonder if this baby would too.

“Rocky wants to tell Daddy!”

Before you could stop her, Aydith made a beeline out of the bathroom and towards your bed. She was a good foot or so off the ground when she landed right on top of Adam. By some miracle, even in his half asleep state, he managed to catch her right as she began to roll off the bed. Your daughter squealed in delight at his trick and you let out the breath you didn’t realize that you were holding.

“And a fine morning to you as well, my little comet.” Adam yawned, giving her a smile. “Rocky.”

“Rocky wants to tell you something, Daddy!” Aydith practically sang, shaking the stuffed raccoon in his face. “Something veeeeeery important!”

“Oh?” And Adam looked over at you in amused curiosity. “What news does Rocky have for me?”

“Aydith’s mama is having a baby!” Aydith declared in his voice. “She told me and Aydith!”

Adam’s eyes went wide and you watched as he sat up. Aydith clung to her father’s back as you walked over to the two of them.

“Y/N, is it true?” He asked softly. “Are you with child?” Sometimes he had a really odd way of putting things. Just another quirk of his that you loved, you supposed. “We’re going to have another baby?”

You held out the positive test. “According to this, yes. I wasn’t exactly planning on breaking the news through Rocky, but I oh--”

Suddenly Adam’s arms were around and the test dropped to the floor. You couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction. His own excitement and joy intermingled with your own as he beamed at you with such love and pride you could’ve melted right then and there.

“So I can safely assume that you are excited then?” You teased, leaning in when he kissed you. Aydith made a noise of disgust at the scene of your affection. “That you’re ready for round two?”

“Absolutely nothing would make me happier.” Adam smiled broadly. “To become a father once more and to give our little Aydith a sibling!”

“I’m not little, I’m a big girl!” Aydith argued as she plopped down onto the bed. “I’m three!”

“My apologies, so you are.” Her father replied, winking at you. “And a wise big sister you shall be.” Adam reached over and took your hand. “I believe this news is cause for celebration. Perhaps a breakfast feast is in order?”

Now that he mentioned it, you really could go for some waffles. Also pancakes. Bacon? Some sausage links? Eggs! Now some berries also sounded nice… Ooh, and a nice, oversized cinnamon roll. Your free hand rested on your stomach. It would be awhile before you showed in the slightest, even longer before you’d feel the first flutters. You longed for those coming days.

“I could go for some food.” You gave his hand a squeeze. “But maybe we should wait until my grandpa and Peter are awake--”

“I’ll go get Uncle Pete!” Aydith declared, leaping off of the bed and zooming out of the room before either of you could stop her. “Uncle Pete! Uncle Pete! Guess what?!”

And from down the hall you heard the couch creak and a loud groan presumably from brother as his niece's body slammed him full force. A wakeup call indeed.

XXX

You stared down at the set of sonogram photos you had gotten when you went to visit your grandfather on Earth. While your pregnancy was being monitored on Knowhere, you still had wanted your grandfather to witness seeing his great grandchild on an ultrasound. So you found one of those places that did that sort of thing and took him along with Adam, Peter, and Aydith. Now as you waited for Rocket to return with the ship, you couldn’t stop looking at them.

“Look at him and tell me that isn’t Aydith’s nose.” You said to Adam, pointing at one of the pictures. “He looks just like her. When we get home, I want to find her ultrasound pictures to compare.”

Adam’s hand rested on the small of your back as he studied the images too. “He does…” He held out his other hand and you gave him the pictures. “We should decide upon a name.”

You looked at him. “Do you have any suggestions?”

He thought for a minute. “Well, Aydith wanted to call him Rocky.”

You rolled your eyes. “Ever since Peter got her that damn stuffed animal, it’s her favorite name. But no, even though I am sure Rocket would be thrilled to be his namesake.”

“I suppose you’re right.” Adam chuckled softly.

“What about Adam?” You suggested, watching for his reaction. “Adam Junior? We could call him AJ for short. That’s kinda cute.”

He shook his head. “I’m not the greatest fan of that.” Adam fell quiet for a moment. “What about Jason?”

“Jason?” You repeated. “Jason as in my grandfather, or as in my brother’s middle name? That Jason?”

Adam gave you a small smile. “I know how important they are to you, Y/N. And it is a family name. It would mean a lot to me to call our son a name that has great significance to you.”

You blinked back tears. Of all the sweet things, and there were many, that Adam had done for you, this by far was the greatest. You rested your hand on the small swell of your stomach, feeling the tiny movements from within.

“Jason…I love it. We’ll call him Jace.” You smiled, resting your head against Adam. “Jason Warlock.”

[potat0bag]

hey hello! hope you’re having a good one. cccccooould I request some info about your shiver’s sister(s?) maybe? if you feel like it

hi! i'm not doing great so this'll be fun to do (/gen about both things! i'm thankful for this ask) sooo shiver has two sisters! they are each 4 years older than shiver, because they are twins!

i'm not gonna include images cause their designs are constantly changing and i'd rather focus this post around their characters for my own sanity.

Sela Hohojiro is a gossip on the surface and probably comes off as mean. She's very playful and requires a lot of attention due to having this kind of middle-child syndrome going on (even if she is tied for oldest child) due to Shiver being the one raised (and enthusiastically agreeing) to take on clan head duties when the time comes. Same (Shiver's mother) loves all her kids so much, yet Shiver is her youngest and has the most set future of all of them and needs her attention the most in her eyes since her position as clan head was kinda rushed upon her due to unfortunate circumstances. Sela can sort of understand on an objective level why she isn't as intensely nurtured by comparison. However, she is also emotionally aligned to a severe degree, so her own feelings of loneliness regularly cause her to be sassy and act out. She tends to spend a lot of time at their aunt's bar because of this, seeking out her childless older relative's attention instead.

On a cooler level, Sela is drawn to praisable arts much like Shiver. Specifically, she enjoys painting (and is the reason Shiver also picked up the interest) because it's something she can be praised and acknowledged for. The Hohojiro residence is full of paintings she's made. She mainly does landscape art since in her mind it's hard to mess up something that's concrete and dictatable on its objective quality of detail and logic. TL;DR "i can do this thing well and get noticed for it!!" As quiet of a passion it is, she also enjoys alternative music as it tends to have a fueling power behind it for her. She enjoys the electric energy of parties for this reason also. Always happy to meet new people and possibly earn more attention and a tighter support system. Somebody tell her she's doing fine, please.

Chi Hohojiro in comparison to her twin is far more like still waters. Because of how logic-based her reasoning is, she can often appear blunt and seem to lack empathy. When really, she's just tackling it from her own sense of logic and justice. If that person hurts you, why don't you just cut them out? That's- difficult to do? Because of the connection you've built? That's... huh. She didn't think of it like that. She's very clear cut. Which can hurt, but she'll also hold you blatantly accountable. She doesn't really like letting things go until a suitable compromise/payback has been reached. Shiver snuck her snacks? Okay. That's fine. They're buying her more. And that incident'll be tallied against them until they act on her terms. Because of her objective outlook, Chi doesn't face the same feeling of loneliness Sela does. The way Chi sees it, Shiver requires more attention due to their life path being set out for them and requiring guidance. It makes sense for them to need more. And she can see how Same treats them. They aren't being given less. She treats them with a million percent more than the bare minimum. Her love isn't being divided between them, rather being magnified in an educational aspect to Shiver, who she is required to be hands on with.

Chi has the capacity to play the straight man between her and Sela when it comes to teasing Shiver, being a flat one liner kinda gal. She also presses for Shiver to take care of themselves in a very "you quite literally need this objectively" way. If they can't afford to do something crucial one day? They have to do it the next. It's Chi's Law. (One they like to try and fight, but can never truly escape.). Same enjoys Chi's Law. Where do you think Chi got it, after all?

Hope this was articulated well, anon. This genuinely improved my mood. I'd be happy to answer more text-based asks like this (and asks about Sela and Chi <3), they're a lot easier for me to handle than drawing requests I think due to motivation coming and going. Thanks for reading!!

[meirimerens]

absolutely gorgeous art. genuinely made me see the beauty in life.

and your writing? brother. (<- in tears)

one thing i want to ask you:

so we see Farkhad mainly through the Stamatin's view, i feel.

do you have any thoughts on Farkhad as a person? how he was as a kid? or a teenager? or is he for you only "existent" as an extension of the Stamatins? as this mysterious being... if you catch my drift.

THANK YOOUUU 🫶🫶🫶 very touched... the world is so beautiful and i can only try to approach its beauty. & more writing to come soon but this time it's evil.

and ok. ok. hehe. [1-frame glitch where i appear as an evil dog smiling] ok. hahaha héhéhé okay so basically.

farkhad's purposefully ambiguous to me, by me, through m(e/y telling of him). this is his design. this is paramount to his comprehension of him as a character to me. he is to me, but also to the real, lived and played, experienced narrative of the game, exclusively alive as an extension of the stamatins - it is them who give him (t)his game. there would be no farkhad without the twins, for it is them who named him this. he is nameless without them. however, and it is perhaps better articulated this way, more than being an extension of the stamatins... they are an extension of him. when i design him based on 18th-early 20th century persian portraiture it is because i anchor him, his physicality, in an art that predates the narrative, even his life as it is experienced by the twins. when i joke he was sculpted on the Achaemenid friezes, i mean it, when i joke he spoke(/speaks) ancient arameic by having been there when it was spoken, i mean it. and i don't. i'm fucking wit you and i'm not. this is what happened to the twins as well. this is something that i'm currently exploring in my current WIP but the way i conceptualize him is like..... a greek or roman myth. in the same way a character from greek & roman literature can have multiple stories of their births, multiple stories of who their parents are, multiple stories of what their symbols and associations are depending on the region, on the time period, on the people who worshipped and read (or despised and tried to burn out of the records); this is what he is happening to him.

i do believe he has a story, a place of birth, parents, even a sibling. I think he has a younger sister who resembles him a lot. where he is a sculptor and an architect and only incidentally is a musician, she is a musician by trade as well as a dancer. both of his parents were well-educated, relatively middle class. they also owned ancient art, which very young gave him his liking for creation. it was obvious he was gay as a child, in ways that translated in a great artistic potential, and his parents encouraged him in that path and kinda... pretended-to-not-see the gay thing, because they saw the artistic potential, and found himself having to accept that one influenced the other. i believe he is an Aquarius - this mysterious sign which appears to be of water, but is actually of air (this sign which is just before last: prelude of closing of the zodiac year, he is closing of everything around. he is the closing statement; everything comes after him).

and i don't.

you know what i mean?

[gogojetters]

GJ Families - Headcanon Mini-Post

I’ve wanted to do this for a while, but because I’m very busy at the moment, it’s hard to find the time to make big posts. So, I’m trying my best to be okay with making smaller, more simple posts, and this is kind of testing that format. And what better than sharing some headcanons about what I think the Go Jetters’ families are like?? It’s been a long time coming, haha.

For now, I’m only doing the Funky Five (Xuli, Kyan, Lars, Foz and Tala), but maybe in the future I’ll drop a thing or two about the others. Each character has their own little section, with a mini-Drabble about what I think their family structure is, and maybe even some little HCs about some of the members. I hope you like this layout, and feel free to ask questions ! Any rude comments will be deleted.

XULI

Xuli is adopted! She has two mothers, Alejandra and Lina, who adopted her when she was two. Additionally, she has an older brother, Sol, age 19- who is her biological brother- and a younger sister named Aurelia, age 12, who is also adopted. Xuli’s family is upper middle class, her Mum (Alejandra) working as a lawyer, and her Mama (Lina) working as a hairdresser. Xuli’s family is very loving and supporting of her endeavors, and she has her Mum’s stubborn personality and her Mama’s love for sightseeing !

KYAN

Kyan was raised in a multi-generational household, living with both his parents and his grandparents in California. His grandparents and parents are all immigrants from China, with Kyan being the first of their family to be born in the states. His Father, Mako, along with his grandparents, run a popular Chinese restaurant on a boardwalk, which Kyan used to work at as a child, while his mother, Daiyu, works as a dentist. Kyan is particularly close with his grandparents, who were very supportive of his athletic dreams in particular.

LARS

Lars grew up in the countryside, on a small farm, with his single Dad, Dominic, Aunt Cheryl and Uncle Benjamin, as well as his little sister, Juno, and his younger twin cousins, Aria and Piper. While living on the farm instilled a love of animals early, his love for machinery came from there too, watching how the different machinery there worked, and learning to fix tractors and farm gear by watching his uncle- and quickly becoming better than him at it! Lars is very close with his family, but has a specially strong bond with both his sister and cousins.

FOZ

Foz is from a richer family, and is an “age gap” kid- meaning that there’s at least 10 years between him and his siblings. He lives with his Mother and Father- the owners of a jewelry company, and an emerald mine, while his three older siblings, Stephanie (27), Andrew (23) and Austin (23), have already moved out of home to peruse their own careers. Foz isn’t particularly close with the rest of his family, having attended boarding school before the GJA, and not growing up alongside his siblings.

TALA

Tala’s family is very well off- after all, with a family history as incredible as the Glitches have, how couldn’t they be? Tala lives with her father, Gabriel Glitch - who is Grandmaster Glitch’s twin brother, and her mother, Reagan Cade-Glitch, as well as her half-brother on her mom’s side, Callum Cade, in the Glitch Estate, which has been in their family for years. Tala spend much of her time as a child in the garden, talking with the family’s gardener about new and fun plant or bug facts.

Thank-you for reading all the way through !! Again, I hope that you guys find my personal headcanons fun and interesting! I wanted the GJ to all have different kinds of family groups, as opposed to just having “nuclear” families, because I think that it’s just boring if they’re all very similar, and different kinds of family representation is important to many people, including myself !! Feel free to ask any questions you may have in the comments, and I’ll try my best to answer them ! (:

[ylge]

Haha it's a bit embarrassing but I've decided I want to introduce my only ToG OCs and they are KhunBam's children

Meet Arlene and Vi, everyone!!!

So in my HC, Khun was the one carrying them. Because when they decided they want kids, they were still at war. Khun couldn't risk Bam, who was always in the frontline, to carry their children so he offered to do it.

They couldn't wait to settle down first, if wars were constantly happening.

Of course they had discussed it, about the risk of having babies and how could they raise them in the middle of war.

Well they could settle tho, finally. The situation had become more peaceful, and they could raise their kids, also, in peace.

And about the pregnancy, I don't like to think too much about it so let's just say the workshop had something to do with it.

They didn't expect twins at first. They were enough with just one child because male pregnancy was already risky. But when they checked it to the doctor, she went "opps, yeah there's two fetuses in there, congratulations sirs! You two will have twins!"

So yeah, it scared them a bit, Bam especially, because that meant the risk was doubled. But Khun reassured him (like he always did) everything would be okay, he would be alright. And he was right, everything went well despite the hard times they were in.

About Vi / V

She's the older twin. From outside she looked a lot like Aguero (but with brown hair), but her personality resembles Bam. She's brave, honest (too honest), and stubborn. She's also fiercely protective of her sister.

Her intial position is wave controller. She also learns martial arts from Bam (they often spar), and inherited spearbearer skills from Aguero (being a Khun herself).

She's kind, but her tongue sometimes is too sharp with words.

Bonus funfact: Vi is a KhunBam slanderer, she would gag when she saw her parents being lovey dovey all the time (but she secretly always wish for their happiness)

About Arlene

She's the witty one between the two, the one who can keep up with her dad (Aguero). She smiles a lot and people often said that she looked a lot like Bam, but don't get fooled by those innocent smiles.

She's still a Khun. Arlene will use those puppy eyes to manipulate everyone into her favour. Aguero was her first victim (and she never fails to manipulate him since she was a toddler).

Meanwhile Bam is, surprisingly, immune to those big golden eyes (maybe because he also has big golden eyes).

Arlene's position is lightbearer, but it's not because she can't fight. She just doesn't like using physical power, it's more like Vi's job.

That's it I think, thank you for coming to my tedtalk

A bit more about them here

[hannawinchester03]

IN ANOTHER GALAXY..

This is a regular imagine, as if you're part of the guardians of the galaxy! Mostly backstory but pt2 coming soon with more romantic and erotic scenes for sure!

Enjoy!

Here is the part 2!

Chapter contains: some flirtation, baby groot (obviously) , mom figure, death, family loss, drunk father, childhood trauma, and sarcasm

Word count: 1587

The year was 1989, Chicago Illinois. (Y/N) was 9 years old, she already was learning how to drive. "You gotta know your way around, who knows when you'll get lost, you always gotta find your way home." Her dad always told her, meaning this meant learning to drive earlier than most people and take care of what needed to be done.

(Y/N) didn't have much of a childhood, grew up faster than she would have liked but hey stuff happens.

It was a casual Friday night for (Y/N) same routine as usual, her dad goes out drinking and partying it up with his friends at the local bar. (Y/N) was used to it by now, it's been 3 years since her aunt passed away, her aunt was like a mother to her, her real mother passed away in child birth, but her dying wish was that her sister took care of (Y/N) like she was her own. Which she did, she took care of (Y/N) while her father drank to get over her mothers passing, but to them it seems he has never gotten over it, probably didn't help the fact that (Y/N) looked exactly like her mother.

(Y/N) remembers her aunt telling her stories of how the two sisters were thick as thieves together, always going out exploring the abandon houses, going to the woods, running through malls together when they were younger, even doing normal things like spending time with each other, like listening to music while they watched their parents dance. (Y/N) always wished that she had a sister or another sibling to play with and share memories with like her mother and aunt did.

"Your mom always wanted to have twins, she'd tell us she has a feeling that you were gonna be a twin, like Luke and leia.." (Y/N) was always told which made her sad at times that she was her mothers one and only child. There was a lot on the 9 year olds shoulders to say the least. (Y/N) always had vivid dreams of what is would be like to in space watching down on the world, making sure every child didn't need to go through what she did, it could have been much worse she always thought but the last 3 years for sure proved her wrong. It was worse, eating only once a week or not for weeks at a time.

It was around 10 pm on Friday, she was waiting for the house phone to ring, and hear the same words she heard every Friday night, the way the bartender would always call her asking to pick up her dad or call him a cab, they had little to no money so the only option was to learn to drive and pick him up herself. Little 9 year old (Y/N) who could barely see over the steering wheel driving at night listening to "my sweet lord- by George Harrison" was the last thing she remembered of her past life.

That was 15 years ago, "I really wanna see you, I really wanna be with you.." was the last thing she heard from the radio before the disaster struck, she watched as a child not much older then she was running through the main Street, then the child was gone only a light shinning down where they were last seen, causing (Y/N) to slam on the brakes and get out running after the light.

15 years later here she stood in the middle of platform floating the in the middle of the sky, standing next to a talking raccoon, a miniature tree that somehow talks but only could speak the three words "I am groot"and the only other person she knew of who was also from earth. A place she once knew so well and now it was just a fuzzy memory.

"Okay we gotta work fast, the others are going to meet us with the other materials. We just need that things heart.." Quill spoke as he looked around at the group mainly looking at (y/n) making her raise an eyebrow at him about to say something back but she was distracted as she heard a small. "I am groot" making her look down and smile softly as her attention was then quickly pulled away as rocket spoke up translating for them. "He says '(y/n) knows what she's doing' he's right, she wasn't born yesterday..like some people." Rocket stated as he lightly nudged (y/n) leg and gave her a small wink with the wrong eye as usual making her chuckle.

Quill rolled his eyes and was about to speak up but quickly got interrupted by the smaller aliens started bursting through a door running in their direction, He quickly stood in position in front of (y/n) to protect her making her roll her eyes as she moves around him grabbing groot propping him up on her shoulder so he wouldn't get stepped on as she held up the gun rocket had given her quickly shooting as many aliens as she could, as she reloaded she took over watching as the others took turns killing the monsters as they seems to keep coming.

"Look out, here comes the big one!" Quill shouted as he was reloading his weapon, (y/n) watched as an alien got to close to him so she quickly shot it and turned her attention to the bigger alien, she couldn't help but stare as it was almost double the side of the other aliens taking a step back as she focused on the multiple arms and hands the monster has, and how it had multiple eyes, she couldn't help but think about how she got into the situation.

"(y/n) just distract it! Whatever you do don't shoot its heart." Rocket called out as (y/n) nodded quickly running towards one of the higher platforms standing on top of it watching as it tried to grab her, shooting its hands away every-time watching as it stumbled back and quill got behind it shooting its head making the monster stumble back falling onto its back crying out in pain.

(y/n) watched as rocket threw a shock wave close to it stunning the alien so it would be in place for a minute or two, she nodded her head at rocket as she jumped down off the platform knowing the plan from here. She got out the laser that rocket has gived to her, she always though it looked kind of like a light saber, but always thought to herself since no one's from earth and they'll know what Star Wars is, she always told herself.

She got next to the beast and sliced clean across the aliens torso watching as it stopped breathing from the clean cut she had made, she watched as rocket climbed on top of the beast slicing its flesh and reached his hand in ripping out the heart. (y/n) couldn't help but stumble backwards as she could smelt a awful smell coming from monster as rocket held the heart up in the air.

(y/n)'s eyes lit up a bit as she now was able to see the heart, the thing they were going after. She could help but stare at it as it looked breath taking, it looked like a solid chunk of gold making her eyebrow go up as rocked stood up holding it proudly. "Great now we have the final part, let's go the others are probably already there." Rocket stated as he began walking back to the ship.

(y/n) let out a small huff still shocked, not that they had killed the monsters, she's used to that by now, considering she's been around it for the last 15 years. She snapped out of her thoughts as she still felt groot on the shoulder playing with some of her hair making her glance down at him.

"I am groot". He hummed out making her chuckle softly and toss some hair over his small head. "Maybe you need to grow out some hair. A nice green to brighten you up." she said back to the small plant making him smile and reply with a simple nod.

"I don't understand how you understand him.. doesn't it freak you out? A talking tree." Quill spoke up as he followed next to (y/n), she let out a small chuckle as groot continued to play with her hair wrapping small vines around her hair and she shrugged. "I mean he's still a person, he talks and has feelings why would it freak me out.." She stated back.

"Well maybe because you're from earth, how is this all normal to you." Quill responded as he walked up onto the space ships loading ramp. "Maybe it's because i wasn't born yesterday, after 15 years you learn to accept everything." She says as she followed behind him, once on the ship she sets groot down and smiles softly at him.

"We're in another galaxy, nothing surprises me anymore Peter." (y/n) states as she passed by quill heading to the main control room to meet up with rocket. "It's Star lord!" He cries out behind (y/n) making her and rocket laugh as they settle into their seats buckling up and (y/n) hums happily as groot comes and sit on her lap for the ride.

Hope y’all enjoyed, please feel free to leave comments, like and share with your friends!

I’m always open for suggestions or ideas so feel free to comment!

[knightzp]

omg can I hear about your ocs im curious

!!!!! yes of course!!

(im warning you this is gonna be Long bc i cant summarize things aldksk)

okay so first theres zayu. shes actually my dnd character and basically her whole story can be summarized in: shes a demon too good and pure for this world. she is such a lovely person an absolute sweetheart who is always very kind and whose mission in life is just having a humble life trying to help others in need as much as she can. but yeah you read it right. she Is a demon so the people from her homeplace didnt like her personality at all and they ended up kicking her out from hell. however some people thought that was a weak punishment and are now after her to make her pay for her "crimes" (the crime in question being a too good person yeah) so zayu is now travelling around around the world enjoying her life as she had never been able to do before and always moving from place to place to avoid the other demons that are chasing her. also this isnt really relevant to her story but i have to say she is very ourple (light purple skin and dark purple hair 💜)

the other characters i mentioned on that post are from an original story i began writing quite a few years ago and that i never finished..... i havent touched it in soooo long but its the only one og story ive started that i really want to finish some day. it takes place in a medieval royalty fantasy setting where theres a continent with many kingdoms. the main characters are from two of these kingdoms which have quite a close relationship

one of the kingdoms has 3 princes: auron (oldest), crysta (middle) and davel (youngest). given their birth order, auron is the heir of the kingdom so was taught mainly politics and necessary knowledge to rule the kingdom as the next king. crysta was raised to be a leader in the army forces so she is now the captain of the royal knights. and davel being the third child and since his siblings already learnt the main disciplines he was taught how to use magic, which is an ancient power that is quickly disappearing nowadays so there arent many people who can cast magic in this universe

on the other kingdom we have a pair of twins: alrick and lavianna (also shortened as lav or lavi) as the prince and princess. alrick was born first so he has always spent most of his time studying and preparing to be the next king while lavianna has had an easier and less busy life in this aspect

as i said both kingdoms have a very close relationship so both families meet up a lot. davel and lav have been best friends since their early childhood and being both the youngest from their families they had a lot of time to play and spend together. both are easygoing and they have the same age and kinda similar personalities (davel is charismatic and adventurous but also lazy when it comes to his studies and lavi is cheerful active and innovative) so they get along very very well. so well that their parents got the wrong idea and used their good relationship to engage them together in an arranged marriage against their will wanting to strengthen even more the alliance between their kingdoms. none of them like each other romantically but even if theyre shocked at first they let things be bc they arrive to the conclusion they prefer to be married to their best friend than have their parents arrange another marriage with an stranger instead

however! there is someone who isnt quite happy with this announcement and thats alrick. he hasnt had as much time to spend with davel in his life as his sister and he is also much more reserved as a person than her but truth is he is jealous. jealous of davel for all the freedom he has (contrary to him who has many responsibilities) and jealous of lavi for being able to spend so much time with davel and for being now engaged with him. bc alrick has a huge crush in davel but no one knows, not davel (who is very dense to these things (actually arospec coded)) nor lavianna (she is a bit suspicious but doesnt know anything for sure)

as for crysta she has a really close relationship with her brother davel and loves to tease him a lot but she isnt that much close with the others. she is a really cool butch lesbian knight who really worries a lot abt her people and has a soft spot for davel and will do anything to help him in any situation

auron isnt very relevant to the story but well. he is already married and just had a child too and is like the perfect prince son soon to be king

and now to end im gonna just to tell you a bit abt the plot. the thing is that one night alrick wakes up and discovers that everyone in his castle has been petrified. the castle workers his parents even lavianna. all of them except for him. so he does the only thing he can think of and rushes to the neightbour kingdom to ask for help. there, davel crysta and their family talk abt what happened and thought abt a way to reverse what seems to be a magical spell that has petrified the people in the castle and the three of them part on a journey to find more answers and a way to reverse the spell

and well thats more or less it!!!