#my mom LOVES blueberries so I think she'll like it

[imwritesometimes]

I made the blueberry compote cake filling and gave my brother a little to try and immediately he was like 😯 'this is really good!!!'

[itmeansiris]

The Solar System Legacy Challenge: In Your Orbit Gen 1 pt.74

Back home the Gratz kids were none the wiser to the chaos unfolding around them. The adults in their lives were doing their best to hide the tense atmosphere that had descended on their usually carefree lives.

Spirit was in the yard with Zohreh, Ishtar, and Aphrodite. Ishtar had insisted his grandmother teach him how to replant the dragon fruit plant that had been destroyed earlier that morning. Dite opted out of gardening lessons preferring to keep her fingernails clean but sat outside on a blanket and played with Zohreh.

Spirit: A little more soil, make sure you pack it in tight.

She instrusted expertly.

Ishtar: Like this?

He asked, running his fingers through the cool, rich soil.

Zohreh: Dite Dinasaw! Rrawr!

Aphordite: What color is it Zoh?

Zohreh: Gween!

In the front of the house, Kason was spending a little one-on-one time with heir, Venus. Venus was using the time to get Kason caught up on her new favorite pastime.

Venus: Hey Dad, how big do you think a Dicoatl is?

Kason: Hmm. Not sure kiddo. Bigger than a T-Rex?

Venus: That's what Ish said too.

She pushed her heels into the dirt pressing down all her weight. Kason struggled a little under the pressure.

Kason: Well then it must be true. Ishtar is the expert when it comes to dinosaurs. You're getting stong.

Venus: Well I'm the queen of voidcritter and I say you're both wrong. When do you think Mom's coming back?

Kason: No clue V. You miss your mom huh?

Venus: Yeah.

Kason: Me too kid.

Venus: Can I have her pie?

He laughed lightheartedly.

Kason: No. Your mother would have my head. Is that why you want her home.

Finally, she toppled him over onto all fours.

Venus: Maybe! What are you gonna do about it?

She baited him playfully. He bent low pretending to stalk her like prey.

Kason: Come here, you little troublemaker!

Venus squealed and ran away.

Kason: Come back here you!

He jumped to his feet giving chase. He caught up to her quickly and grabbed her.

Kason: Gotcha!

Venus: Nooo! Dad stop!

He howled with laughter as he tickled her before lifting her in the air and putting her on his shoulders. Her giggles could be heard clear across the square. Once she was seated comfortably she asked more seriously.

Venus: Can we call Mom?

Kason: She went to meet with Takara, we should probably wait for her to come home. I doubt she'll be much longer. And she wants her pie.

He added for good measure.

Venus: I think we should call her. Takara will understand.

Kason smirked at her defiance. She was stubborn, but he had experience.

Kason: How will you call if you can't get down to get the phone?

She wiggled and shook struggling against his grip. Eventually, she gave up and released her grip completely, falling backward.

Kason: Nice try V, but I saw that coming.

Venus: Look it's Mom!

The father-daughter duo hadn't noticed M's approach.

M: What are you two doing?

The smile was evident in her voice.

Venus: Dad was crying because he missed you so much and tried to wipe his nose on me!

Grinning, he helped her down.

Venus: Dad said I could have your pie.

Kason: What?! I did not.

Before he could grab hold of her again she took off.

M: No more pie! Get cleaned up for dinner!

She called after her as Kason bent over to catch his breath. He stood and wiped a hand across his forehead having worked up a sweat.

M: You okay?

Kason: She's not a baby anymore is she?

M: None of them are.

They stared at one another. A million messages passed between them. Kason was the first to break the silence.

Kason: It's cold out here. Let's go inside, there's still pie for us.

M: I thought you ate pie earlier with the kids?

Kason: I would never eat blueberry pie without you.

She hadn't cried once during the whole ordeal but this small gesture broke her resolve. He was still putting her first. After she's basically called him a liar. When she had a moment of doubt he had remained sure of his love for her. Tears flowed over her flushed cheeks. Kason gathered her in his arms and kissed her passionately.

He pulled away and tried to lead her inside.

Kason: Come on. I'll heat up your pie and make you a cup of coffee.

She shook her head no, turning and walking to the edge of their property stopping at the fence.

She couldn't let him just forgive her. After the way she walked out on him the other night, she knew he was owed more than just an "I'm sorry."

M: I can't let you pretend nothing happened. You don't deserve to have this swept under the rug.

Kason: M you don't have to-

M: No! I do. Damnit Kason. I do.

She was doing her best to hold back the tears that stung the backs of her eyes.

M: Takara told me that Paris was the one that posted the pictures.

Kason: I kind of figured as much.

M: She also told me about Madison. I know you lied about your work meeting.

She hadn't meant it as an accusation she was just stating a fact. Kason made his way around the fence to stand face-to-face with her.

Kason: I'm sorry I lied about the meeting. I couldn't tell you I was meeting with Takara.

Remorse bled into his words. M could feel him begging to be forgiven but he didn't need to beg she had forgiven him for the little white lie. It was she who was in need of retribution.

M: Trust me, I probably would have lied too if Takara had told me to.

Sighing and dropping her head into her hand, she chuckled dryly. Kason came back around, he stood close rubbing small circles across her back.

M: When I was a kid I friend named Becca. We did everything together. When we got to high school she started hanging with some popular girls. Before I knew it we weren't friends anymore. I was so mad and confused, I felt abandoned. I came home one day after confronting her and I went straight out into the yard with my telescope to stargaze, it was after writing club.

M: My dad came out and asked me what was wrong. When I told him he sat down and told me something I never should have forgotten.

She took a deep breath saddened by the memory of her beloved father. She could hear his voice as clearly as if he were standing beside her.

Jorden: There are a few things in your life you can trust to always be around for you. The moon, the stars, and us.

M: Dad the moon changes phases till it's completely gone and stars eventually die. Just like friendships and just like us.

Jorden: That may be true, but even if you don't see the moon it's still there in the sky and when the stars die they leave behind particles that create new stars. Like your mother and I did with you and your brother. Like generations of star families lighting our way night after night. None of us are truly gone because we've left something of ourselves in the world for those we love. Sometimes the important thing we've left for the world is our loved ones.

M: Seemed like a lot of mumbo jumbo at the time, but now I think I understand. I simply should have trusted my moon.

Before her stood a loyal husband, a loving father, and a reliable friend. She looked into his pale green eyes, in them was forgiveness and unconditional love.

M: I should have trusted the moon that lit up so many dark nights. The moon that changed the tides of my existence. The man that was always in my sky watching over me even when I couldn't see him...Takara told me about the event...She told me everything. I'm sor-

Kason brushed his fingers across her cheek, his touch light as a feather.

Kason: Please don't say you're sorry M. You have nothing to be sorry for. I should have told you everything from the start. I should have told you the whole truth yesterday. I got so wrapped up in wanting to give you something special that I forgot to think about what you wanted or needed. I was selfish.

M: You selfish? I don't think that's possible.

He tugged her forward and wrapped his arms tightly around her. He sighed and buried his face against her neck. She needed no extra invitation to be wrapped up in him. She settled into his embrace caressing his soft blond curls with her long slender fingers.

Kason: It shook my confidence to see the hurt and fear behind your eyes. Not my confidence in us but in myself. I’d been so sure I did everything I could to ensure you knew I was yours forever that I got careless. I got lack and it came back to bite me. It looks like I still have work to do.

M: No Kason, your work is done. This was all on me, I let my own insecurities blind me and you paid the price. I was so worried about being outshined by a random star. You're an incredible man and I thought maybe you'd found someone worthy of all you have to give.

Kason was astounded. Mercury was one of the most confident people he knew. Sure she faced the occasional hardship but even then she'd always seemed so sure of herself. He hadn't realized that even she needed his reassurance every now and again.

Kason: There are a billion stars in this universe and not even the sun could pull be out of your orbit Mercury. From where I’m standing you're the brightest light in my night sky. I love you M.

M: I love you Kason.

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Beginning

Poses: rebouks floor bumper poses

@starrysimsie something between us

@sciophobis Little Troublemaker

@libetsims Teaching Gardening

@elen-shine Conversation at the fence

[kokorowoutsu]

-- RP: @skullboneandunown

skullboneandunown:

Donovan lets out a chuckle as he squishes her cheeks and boops her nose. "Kimonos. Those pretty dresses are called Kimonos, Little Sprout." He knows that decision depends on her parents, and he wouldn't mind teaching her about his home. "I'm sure the Kimono Girls would love you. They all have eeveeloutions, so Lucky would get along with their Pokemon." Professor Xavier strokes his chin, thinking about the scheduling. "For the most part, the children are separated by wing and grade. She'll be around children her age most of the time. The exception being recess." He smiles at the compliment of being more peaceful than Blueberry Academy. "Truthfully, the idea for a school like this came during my younger years. I was not much younger than you are now, in fact. I had come to know a few..gifted individuals that were like me. Mutants. We needed a safe haven to hone our abilities in peace without potentially endangering innocent lives if our powers were to get out of control. Thankfully, my family had more than enough funds to create a safe space. And so I had this facility built decades ago. It only became a school about twenty years ago, and publicly a decade or so." He pauses at the mention of opening a school in Galar. "I have thought about it, in fact. Opening another school. But I am not certain the other regions would be so open to the idea. One of the hopes for this school is to inspire coexistence between humans and those like us. If that can be achieved, then perhaps I will open another school."

"Kee...mow...nos...?" Willow's speech might have been her biggest issue besides showing signs of being on borderline autism and possibly ADHD which Ashe blamed herself for being she had been diagnosed with those issues when as a human but had left them unchecked and just... dealt with them, so to speak. At his name, Lucky rose his head, ribbons whirling at the mention of other eeveelutions. Willow looked at her godfather in wonder then. She grew up around Eevee and its evolutions with Sylveon, Leafeon, Espeon, and Umbreon, and not to mention Flannery's Flareon. They were very much entangled in her life, but did that fit her personally? Honestly... no. Ashe and Leon didn't believe so, but she had four years to learn and pick for herself as it were.

That being said, Ashe felt out of questions. She knew Willow would be safe here despite wanting to argue and shield her daughter from the world. Heaving a deep sigh, she takes in Xavier's story, finding it comforting that there were others that struggled -- and it wasn't just her. Maybe that was cruel of her to think so, but not being alone in the struggle meant her family had allies. Quietly, she leans back, taking her husband's hand as he ponders on the idea of more schools. "... Galar's youth could benefit from a school like this. The current champion who took my place, Savannah Hemsworth, may be icy, but I think even she would agree. I'll get you in contact with her should you want to consider it." That being said, he, too, was quiet. Both parents looked to their child now who turned her blue-green eyes from Donovan, a tilted head soon going after.

"Well, sunshine? What do you think?" Willow caught on pretty quick, and the pressure was a bit much as shown by her noises coming from her throat and her fidgeting hands, but Lucky was there to comfort her as was Bahamut quickly enough. "You won't be far from home -- and you won't be alone, sunshine. You'll make lots of friends who are just like you." Leon's voice spoke of a solemn promise. "And if anyone picks on you, you saw how everyone reacted." Ashe offered that kind of mom smile that would make even the strongest trainer feel a chill then. Willow felt confident in her parent's words, gripping Lucky's ribbon that had been offered.

Turning to Xavier then, she sat up straight in her godfather's lap. "I'd... 'ike t' at'en'... pl'eas'!" Ashe hadn't been expecting that but she looked relieved as did Leon. The partner pokemon did as well. Their daughter was growing up and while she didn't quite grasp the concept of school, in time, she would.

It was a big first step -- but Willow was showing just how brave she could be in taking it.

[postwarlevi]

Mother's Day

Content: About 1.3k words of celebrating with Levi and Kuchel.

a/n: barely proofread, last minute story! Enjoy!

"Do you think she'll like it?" You ask, looking over at Levi in the drivers seat.

He takes one hand off the wheel to find yours and squeezes. "She'll love it."

You're on your way to see Levis mom for Mothers Day, with a small present you made and a last minute larger one as well.

Once parked at Kuchels place, Levi comes around and takes the boxes from you and leads the way inside.

"You're here!" Kuchel says excitedly, rushing down the walkway after seeing you've arrived. It's been a few months since she's seen you.

She hugs Levi as best she can with what he's carrying and kisses his cheek, coming over to you with a massive hug.

"Happy Mothers Day." He tells her, continuing in to put the presents down.

The warm embrace has you grinning. "Hi, mom." She insists you call her that. You became family the moment Levi introduced you the first time, almost two years ago now.

"How's my favorite daughter?" Kuchel never bothered with the in-law part.

"Really good." You pull away and she brushes your hair back.

"You look good." She smiles and you head in as well.

"Happy Mothers Day." You say as you walk into the kitchen. Levi has already set up the lemon blueberry cake you and he made.

"Oh, this smells delicious!" Kuchel goes to get plates and forks. She loves your baking. "It's so thoughtful you remembered!" Her favorite flavors, that is.

"So, are you seeing your mom today?" Kuchel asks once the three of your are seated with your dessert.

"Her and dad are away for vacation still. So, we'll video chat later and celebrate properly next weekend." You'll send your love today, and give her a present in person soon.

You, Kuchel and Levi talk together about what's been going on since you last came over, Levi seemingly a bit distracted though.

"Are you okay dear?" Kuchel notices, of course. She reaches over and rests a hand on his cheek.

"Yeah mom. Really." He gives her a nod and small smile. Truthfully, he couldn't be better.

You smile watching their interaction, wondering if you could know Levi that well one day, to just sense something is the tinest bit off.

"Do you want to stay for dinner? We can make lasagna? I should have everything." Kuchel knows you like it.

"Sure mom, we'll stay." Levi looks to you, to make sure you're okay with that too.

"We'd love it. Just, might have to adjust dinner." You say slowly, still eyeing Levi, who gets the hint.

"Okay, what's going on?" Kuchel asks as Levi gets up from his chair and takes all the plates up. She's seen the looks between you two.

"I just have a couple dietary restrictions. They're a bit new."

"Oh! You, saw a doctor? Are you okay?" She comes over to sit next to you, a look of concern as she takes your hands.

"Yes! I'm fine." You promise, feeling warm at the love she gives out.

"Here mom." Levi comes to stand before you with the other unopened present.

Kuchel blinks and all but scoffs at him. "Levi, she's telling me something." She couldn't believe Levi thought now was the time to interrupt.

"It's okay. Open it." You pull your hands back and let Levi hand over the present.

Kuchel is still confused but sees you mean it so opens the box.

It holds a purple t-shirt, with flowers and hearts, with a saying. "The world's best moms."

"Thanks honey. It's from you?" Kuchel looks up at Levi. It's a bit unusual, but she'll wear it if he picked it.

"It's from both of us." He corrects her.

"Seems to have a typo." She notes, looking back down at the shirt that has moms instead of mom on it.

You stand up and shuffle next to Levi, taking his hand.

"Unfold it." You don't know who is more anxious, you or Levi.

Kuchel does as asked and takes the shirt out of the box and holds it out in front of her.

She reads the whole thing again and again until she cannot see it anymore due to tears in her eyes.

It reads, "The world's best moms, get promoted to grandma."

She lets out a strange cry that Levi doesn't remember hearing and stands, sobbing.

She turns to Levi first who goes to hug her but gets a surprise when she shoves the shirt into his hands, and leans into you instead.

You can't help but giggle as you hug Kuchel tightly and Levi stands there with the shirt and a baffled look.

"You're having a baby?" She almost squeals. You nod happily. "When?" Kuchel has questions but that she wants to know first.

"A while yet." You don't have an exact date, but it's months away still.

Levi clears his throat. "Uh, I helped with this present too." He comments, feeling a little left out. Although it does make him feel nice seeing you together. He knows she's going to be such a big help.

"Oh! Honey, I'm sorry!" Kuchel realizes she's giving you all the attention. And, he did have a hand in all this.

Kuchel let's go of you with only one arm, and moves to pull Levi closer, and now the three of you are hugging together.

"You like it?" Levi asks.

Kuchel laughs. "This is the best present ever." She didn't know if she would get grandchildren or not with Levi, and is so happy he found someone he wants to raise children with.

Soon the three of you are sitting down again.

"Is there anything you need? Anything I can do? Help with? Anything?" She wants to be involved, if you don't mind.

"Levis been doing an excellent job. So far, so good. But, I might be calling you for advice." From an experienced mother.

"Yes! Of course! Anytime. I can help with meals. You said restrictions, right? Do some grocery shopping for you. Run errends. You're welcome to stay here or I could stay there!" She can't contain herself and you all laugh.

"I'm doing okay with all that, for now." Levi doesn't remember seeing her like this before.

"I'm sure sweetie. But it's all about them now." Kuchel says of you and the baby. But she knows her son doesn't need to be reminded.

Levi nods. "I know. That's never changed for me." His feelings, need to be there and protect you have only grown.

"We're okay at the moment. It's still early. But we'd love your help later on." You know between her and your own mother, there's lots of things they could help you with. Things Levi might not understand. But otherwise, you know he'll be right there through everything.

"Thank you." Kuchel sighs. Knowing you'll come to her and include her means so much.

"So, what do you want for dinner? It's your day, too." Kuchel says, cupping your cheeks.

You smile and all head into the kitchen to find something.

"Say, how do you plan on telling Kenny?" Kuchel asks about her brother. He might be a handful but he's going to adore having a little one around.

"With your help." Levi says while you nod, making her laugh.

"Anything for you." She pulls Levi in for another cheek kiss. He's already asking for her help, and she's happy to give it.

Kuchel reaches for your hand and with a soft look, wishes you your second official Happy Mothers Day.

The first came from Levi himself earlier, with the continuing promise to always put you both first.

[depressedstressedlemonzest]

I’m already back lmao. ok listen I read through the list again and I think 33. Kid fic & 94. Hair brushing/braiding would be too too cute. ok I’m done 🥰

Elle Elle Elle, you've awakened something in me with this request. I was about to do a different ask, but then BOOM idea.

Fanfic Trope Mashup from THIS list.

Read on AO3 here

"The fuckin website is down and I can't watch the video tutorial." Mickey muttered angrily tossing his phone to the side.

"You pay enough attention at MopTops that you don't need to follow a tutorial. Besides Jeanie loves it when you do her hair, she says I brush too hard." Ian muttered the last part scornfully to himself.

"But this is for the dance, I don't want to fuck it up." Mickey said worrying his lower lip between his teeth.

"It'll be fine, she'll be fine, you'll be fine, I'll be fine. Now I'm going to go pick up our stuff from the cleaners, and when I get back we'll go." Ian said giving his husband a reassuring kiss on the cheek before going to kiss LJ's forehead and slipping out the door.

Mickey looked at LJ for a moment and sighed, "Alright Jeanie Beanie, ready to do your hair? Dad's gone to pick up the dress."

"Yay my dress!" LJ gleefully clapped her hands as she jumped up from her spot on the floor where she had been playing with her hand me down toys from Franny,

Mickey couldn't help but smile at her, her hair was a mass of wild curly bedhead all sticking in different directions, she was still in her pink nightgown and slippers with paw patrol on them, sleepy seeds in her green eyes, and she had the remnants of a blueberry muffin on her face.

"So how about you let me do your hair and get you ready for when Dad gets back?" Mickey suggested.

"Okay Daddy, I'll go get everything!" She cheered happily running from the room into the bathroom.

Mickey sighed heavily then grabbed the remote to find something for her to watch while he tried not to fuck up her locks.

She grunted as she carried in the plastic tub of her hair supplies into the room before plopping it gently at Mickey's feet.

"Here daddy." She said proudly.

Mickey grinned, "Alright Jeanie Beanie, what are we thinking for your first dance?" Mickey asked praying she didn't want something crazy.

"French braid!" She said with a cheer.

Mickey raised an eyebrow, but didn't want to deny her the braid of her choice.

"French braid it is, come sit down and we'll get started." He said gesturing to the spot on the floor in front of him.

LJ came and plopped down in front of him pulling her nightgown over her knees and wiggling in place as she giggled happily.

"Daddy can we watch Tangled?" She asked looking over her shoulder at him.

He tried not to roll his eyes, "Sure kid."

He flipped on Disney plus and let her find the movie as he sat behind her and began to dig through the things in the tub.

As the movie started he grabbed the detangle spray and the comb, "Alright kiddo, I'm gonna start spraying." He warned.

Her shoulders hunched up to her ears, protecting her neck from the cool spray, "Okay daddy."

He grinned and started to spray her hair until it was slick with the detangler, then he carefully and gently started to run the comb through it. Whenever he hit a snag he worked it free with his fingers, the faded tattoos mixing with the brunette hair.

"Daddy, tell me again how you and Dad found me." LJ requested, like she did every time they watched Tangled.

"Well, we didn't steal you from a castle if that's what you're asking." Mickey teased.

"I know thaaaat." She said her voice full of exasperation.

He grinned, "Well, your dad and I had been wanting to start a family, we were walking through the zoo one day and in the monkey exhibit we see a little pink baby being carried around by one of the mom monkies."

"Daaaaad." LJ groaned.

Mickey laughed, "Alright aright."

Mickey combed over the lock of hair he had just untangled, and continued to spray and comb out her hair.

"Once Upon a Time, there were two people who loved each other very much. They loved each other so hard and so much, that they wanted to bring someone else into their family to share that love with." Mickey paused the memories coming back to him.

"They did all the right things to be granted the privilege of taking care of kids that had been taken away from their parents for one reason or another. They did all the right things to be able to permanently be approved for picking out a kid and bringing them home. But there were some people who didn't think that the two people should be allowed to have a baby."

"Why not?" LJ asked.

Mickey's brow furrowed as he dug around in the plastic tub for a clip, finding one he clipped the top layer of her hair up, tangle free, and began to detangle the bottom layer.

"Well the two people who loved each other were both men, and sometimes there are people who don't think two men or two women should be able to have kids. They're wrong, and can choke on their own hate."

"Their own hate!" LJ shouted in agreement.

Mickey chuckled, "Well both men had a lot of siblings, and one of their brothers,"

"Uncle Iggy!" LJ cheered.

"Yep Uncle Iggy, and one of their sisters,"

"Aunt Fifi!"

"Yep Aunt Fifi, well they found out they were going to have a baby, but they hadn't been wanting one. They were just having a fun time and didn't take precautions. Which is good because if they had then we wouldn't have our little surprise." Mickey moved a hand to her side and tickled her making her giggle.

"So Aunt Fifi had me, and she and Uncle Iggy gave me to you and dad!" LJ finished.

"If you already knew the story then why'd you wanna hear it?" Mickey asked with a chuckle as the comb started to go through her hair easier.

"I like hearing it." She said with a shrug.

Mickey hummed as he weaved his fingers through his daughter's hair and made sure it didn't snag.

"Daddy, get the brush." She whispered loudly.

Mickey rolled his eyes but did as he was told and grabbed the brush, waiting.

"Flower gleam and glow, let your power shine, make the clock reverse bring back what once was mine." Mickey sang along with the creepy mom on screen as he brushed through LJ's curls.

"Heal what has been hurt, change the fate's design, save what has been lost, bring back what once was mine, what once was mine." He placed a hand on her head and gave it a little pat.

"Daddy, tell me about my name." LJ said wiggling in her seat again.

Mickey chuckled, she always followed up the adoption question with the name question.

"Hold still while I pull it all back, then I'll tell you." He instructed.

LJ held still as Mickey combed back her hair and then sectioned it off, clipped one half up so it would stay out of the way, and began to weave the plait together.

"Your name, Laura Jean Darina Roisin Gallagher-Milkovich, has many different meanings to it. Laura was my mother, your grandmother's first name. Jean was your dad's mother, your other grandmother's middle name. Darina is Ukrainian for gift, you are half Ukrainian, Roisin is Irish for Little Rose, you are half Irish. Gallagher is your dad's last name, and Milkovich is mine."

He paused a moment pulling at the strands of hair to tighten the braid without hurting her.

"We wanted to name you something great, because we knew you were going to be great. Something that meshed both of our families and heritages together, because you were going to mesh us both together, even more than our love and marriage."

"but you call me Jeanie Beanie, or LJ." she pointed out.

Mickey chuckled, "Well, we had lots of nicknames for you when you were a baby, we still do. But both of those are the more tame ones. Your dad wanted to call you his little tomato for the longest time, until your hair got darker."

"A tomato?" She giggled, though she knew this also.

"Your dad loves growing tomatoes, but I told him no tomato names once you started talking. So having to keep up with you as you grew and got into more and more mischief, no idea where that came from, we had to give you a nickname. But you know that if we use your full name you're in trouble." He said grabbing the little black rubber band in his thick fingers and tying off the braid.

"There kiddo, now do you have any more questions before we go wash up?" Mickey asked moving his hands off of LJ so she could stand up.

She jumped off of the floor and spun around to look at him, he couldn't help his heart melt each time he looked at her. A perfect mix between him and Ian, though he was sad about the red hair. She had dark hair like his, but curled like Ian's, green eyes like Ian's, freckles like Ian, the rest of her face was all Milkovich, down to the bunny teeth and eyebrows that shot up when she was thinking hard.

She jumped at him and wrapped her arms around his neck. His heart stuttered for a moment in surprise then he wrapped his arms around her, a feeling taking him over like he always got knocked with when he thought about her, his life, what all has changed since those dark lonely days as a child.

"I love you daddy." She said softly in his ear.

He felt his eyes moisten and he sniffed, "love you too kiddo."

He waited until she unwound from around his neck, "Let's go wash up before dad gets home."

She bounded to the bathroom where they both washed their faces and brushed their teeth.

Ian arriving as Mickey finished shaving, LJ mimicking him with shaving cream and a comb to get it off her face.

"There are my dates." Ian chimed out seeing them, grinning as he lowered his phone having snapped a picture.

"Dad! My dress!" LJ cried out in excitement seeing it hanging from Ian's hand.

"Wipe your face off princess, then I'll help you get dressed." Ian said winking at Mickey in the mirror, leaving his dry cleaned clothes hooked on the door, taking his and LJ's with him.

He shot Ian a grateful look as LJ wiped the remaining shaving cream from her face and followed him into the bedroom.

Mickey changed into his outfit, adjusting his tie in the bathroom mirror before coming out and going to the living room. He grabbed all of their shoes and began to put his on when LJ and Ian came out, LJ running towards him in ball of tulle and sparkles.

"Look daddy I'm a princess!" She cried jumping into his waiting arms.

"You are! You're always a princess dress doesn't change that you know." Mickey murmured into her hair as he held her close and swayed her a little bit before setting her down.

"Put on your shoes princess, then we'll get going." Ian instructed as he grabbed his own shoes.

Mickey watched as LJ slipped on her sparkly gold shoes with the buckle that she had wanted and stood up, going in front of the television where the movie was still playing.

Mickey looked to Ian who was done tying his shoes and was now fiddling with his tie.

"Looking pretty good there Mr. Milkovich." Mickey hummed reaching up to swat Ian's hands away before tying the tie for him.

"You're looking pretty gorgeous yourself Mr. Gallagher." Ian grinned pressing a kiss to Mickey's cheek.

When Mickey was done they both turned to watch as LJ danced to the music on screen, Rapunzel twirling in the town square. LJ's dress was a champagne color with shiny sequins, and a poofy tulle bottom,

"Princess, your chariot awaits." Ian said extending an elbow down to LJ, who giggled and wrapped her arm in Ian's.

Mickey rolled his eyes and held her free hand as they left the apartment and climbed into the car, driving to the activity center.

"Daddy Daughter Dance" Was written in a big banner over the doorway as they came through the balloon archway.

Ian paid the fee and then they began walking towards the doors to the dance floor.

"Let's get a photo first." Mickey suggested nodding towards the woman taking pictures in front of a castle backdrop.

Ian grinned and they stood in the picture line waiting for their turn.

When they reached the front, LJ hopped onto the little stand as Ian and Mickey stood on either side of her.

They didn't need to be told to smile, or move closer together by the photographer for her to get the shot she wanted.

They were the easiest Daddy Daughter group to get a photo of, she could feel the love radiating from their family as they got their photo taken with her. She could see the utter adoration in the fathers' eyes as they looked at their daughter and at one another. She could see the joy in the little girl's face as she looked at her fathers.

"You can pick it up here after the dance." She said nodding at them, feeling a sweet ache in her chest as she watched the sweet family walk into the dance hall.

[7thcirclebaker]

Reveal fic idea that could happen but won't;

Alya is helping Marinette through a dilemma that is Adrien vs Chat but because they want to be able to talk about in public (school/the park/in general) they're using chocolate metaphors. Adrien is Caramel, Chat Noir is Dark Chocolate. They're talking at like kitty section rehearsals about how caramel is tasty but it's a little too sweet and you can't have it all the time but also dark chocolate is a bit too bitter to have all the time and Adrien who surprisingly was able to make it and doesn't know the metaphor at all is just like, "I think salted caramel is better than normal caramel, it tastes better and you can't always tell the different layers of a flavor at a first look or taste"

Marinette slightly bluescreens, Alya's like yes, I totally agree, this debate is now salted caramel vs dark chocolate also sunshine are you ok? Nino go have good chats with ya boi after this. Alya then uses this as a lever to try and push the concept of salted caramel filled dark chocolates because she's been noticing things that make that theory make sense more again. Plagg and Tikki who have figured out the metaphor are both laughing not so silently, Adrien is not sure what's up with Plagg.

Luka chimes in with how he thinks that Marinette would be surprised with how much she'll love salted caramel filled dark chocolates. Marinette bluescreens again. Alya is now sus of Luka and what does that mean, are both my ships sinking themselves, tell me blueberry!!

Later that evening after a stressed slightly freaked out Marinette leaves, Adrien is talking to Plagg and he's like I wonder what all that was about. Plagg being a little Chaos deity is like I dunno but pigtails seemed really stressed, she's probably just not had really good dark chocolate salted caramels before, you should get her some. Adrien, sweet bean, is sus of Plagg's motivations but also food is good for friends who are stressed. To be sure he consults someone who can definitely help but won't understand the context and it won't reveal his identity; Alya. He doesn't mention the specific type of food, just that a girl who he's friends with seems stressed and afraid to try this really tasty food but he wants to get her some really good ones so she can try how great they are. Alya's like do it, definitely.

He orders them online from like this fancy fancy place, they are the best of the best salted caramels from this shop that's like 200 years old that his mom always got stuff from (like the family account is under graham de vanily, that old of a family history of ordering) For plot convenience, Luka is the bike courier for these but the delivery address is the school because Adrien doesn't want his father seeing them. He's surprised that Luka is the delivery person but it's cool, Luka is like "No trust me, Marinette will absolutely love these Dark Chocolate Salted Caramels but are you absolutely sure this is how you want to give them to her?" (He thinks that Adrien knows now what the metaphor was, he is incorrect) Adrien is like "you're right, she always panics when she talks to me, I should just leave these in her locker with a nice note! Thanks Luka!" Luka is very surprised, he's also got a bad feeling. He texts Jules to tell him if anything happens in the class, it's important.

Adrien gets Plagg to open her locker while no one's around and he sticks them in with some cute cat pun about how he heard she was stressed and hopes these help, he thinks they're delicious Purrincess! There's a short afternoon Akuma (where chat notices ladybug is also stressed like Marinette, huh, weird that) so classes get mostly cancelled but Marinette has to pop some books into her locker and Alya comes with, Juleka is with them because possibly modeling for Mari again this afternoon, possibly getting fitted for a custom jacket to match Jaggeds and Luka is getting a similar one. Nino and Adrien are chilling nearby because Adrien has some free time now (this will become quite useful, plot convenient eh)

Marinette opens the locker, notices the box of fancy af chocolates. Reads the note, reads the chocolate label. Bluescreens so hard her panicked squeal is actually only audible to animals and heightened sense miraculous users (Alya, Adrien, Juleka, Alix, Kim) Alya reads the note, laughs, like manically, can't believe this is how it happened. Alix comes running from the art room, sees this all, looks at note from her desk she woke up to saying "Kittenix, record it for their wedding, trust me you won't regret it" pulls out their phone and records. Adrien who started running as soon as he heard the noise arrives in asking what's wrong, is everyone okay?!? Nino arrives notably after him, turtles are slow right. Alya grabs the chocolates before locking Mari's locker and begins steering her as she begins to hyperventilate towards the door. This is a conversation that officially should happen at the bakery, sorry Jules can you come over a different time pls, Alix put the phone away. Alix puts the phone away, skates away, to change into parkouring shoes and put on a go-pro, she will record, this is a mission from the future. Conveniently she can get in a good position for it, fluff is looking after their kittens scheming.

Back to the broken Marinette, Alya got them to her room in the bakery before dragging Nino back downstairs to fill him in slightly on why Marinette is broken and to look for snacks. Adrien has no idea what's wrong, what did he do, do you really hate salted caramel chocolates that much, he's definitely also panicking and begins to purr without noticing it to try and self soothe, this is what breaks marinettes bluescreen. He's trying to hide the purring and panicking and she's like "no, I love dark chocolate salted Caramels definitely I'm just surprised because I knew I loved caramel but then I realized it had salt in it that I hadn't noticed but that just made it better and more real but I didn't think I loved dark chocolate because I couldn't because I had a bad experience where if salted caramels chocolates were tasty they'd turn into white chocolate and I shouldn't have said this.... continued rambling" Adrien is no longer freaking out as much because he tried to follow her cute ramblings and is now lost. He tries to get clarification on the white chocolate thing and she's like I can't say anything!! Que Alix slipping in through the skylight, fluff again making sure the timeline fits. Marinette is like wtf are you doing and why?? Fluff just flies up and pulls the note out before handing it to Marinette and asking for carrot cake. Adrien and Alix both do the spiderman meme. Marinette begins hyperventilating again, Adrien begins panicking (and purring) again. Alix starts to laugh a little tbh, this is great, she doesn't regret anything. Alya pokes her head up to see how things are going, sees things have gotten worse, glares at Alix, Alix waves back.

Adrien's driver is here, he's gotta go, leaving this mess unresolved, for now. He is distracted in fencing, Kagami hands him his ass, and is like what's wrong with you and he's like I think I like Marinette but also I don't think she likes me and I don't know what to do and it's confusing. For that Kagami hands him his ass especially fast, punctuating each sentence of this conversation with more of a solid beating. She points out that he's been in love with Marinette since before they were dating, she was honestly under the impression they were politely dating each other when she was at the try-outs for the school. Marinette has been so consumingly in love with you for basically ever it's actually worrying at times, if I had a nickle for every time she's done something because she loves you and you call her just a friend with that lovestruck look on your face, I'd be richer than your mother and father combined! Kagami is a dragon and treasures her friends and will make sure they get treated right so help her! Adrien is panicking because Kagami is vicious and also she's tearing his worldview apart and yeah, no, he's actually gonna start punning in this spar because his slid into a default chat persona while he tries to figure things out. She's like, I hope you know what you have to do now at the end of fencing and he's like yeah (he doesn't, really, he has an inkling) he goes back home and cleans up, and talks to Plagg. Plagg is semi helpful. He gets ready for patrol after taking a quick walk around the garden making a small posy using flower language that says like, I'm sorry, pls don't hate me, also you're gorgeous, maybe coffee and we can take it slowly since we clearly don't know each other.

Meanwhile at the bakery, Alya and Alix are informed about chat Blanc, while Marinette panics and rants and paces. They're v.sympathetic, but Alix then stops the train of thought that looks like it's going towards running away or stripping memories or similar because clearly I haven't shown up to say things all go bad so this is fine. Marinette has an Aha yes, moment and gives Alix the watch back so that she can check things. Alix checks things, comes back grinning but won't say anything other than it's fine. Alya points out that Adrien gave her chocolates and he's probably panicking so like Mari could give him a present to show she's more than okay with the fact he's Chat. Plus Marinette needs to stress do something so like yeah that's a good idea. She can't give him any of the presents that she's already made because they're for Adrien not Chatdrien! A chocolate gets shoved in her mouth to shut up that panic spiral again. They are the most delicious chocolates tbh, she could definitely eat a dozen of these and die happy. Inspiration! She makes him a hoodie in dark brown, almost black with gold embroidery on the back saying "Pawsitively Delicious" panics a little bit more, wraps it up and heads on to meet him at patrol.

They talk, it's stressful but also relaxing. She tells him what she knows about chat Blanc, he freaks out but she's like no, it's fine because Alix says it's fine and she didn't stop this so it's all good and no I'm not taking the ring, actually I made you a present here *shoves into hands* he likes the hoodie he does, the cat pun is a plus, but he doesn't understand the colors. In all the panicking, he hasn't actually thought about the chocolate metaphor so still hasn't figured that out. She then has to explain and he finds it funny but then she's like, wait a ducking second, Luka who's not supposed to know who we are and specifically told me he didn't know suggested the dark chocolate salted caramels, that snake! Luka, on the other side of the city feels a disturbance in the force, gulp. Adrien convinces her to deal with Luka like tomorrow maybe please, no okay. He loves one badass woman and he's gotta go stop her from committing murder or panicking so much she gets Akumatized

FIN

[writteninkat]

iii - new blueberry tart

word count: 2,212

"say you love her, baby, but not like you loved me"

index

The quirk apprehension test was helpful- it gave you insights on your classmates' different quirks, their strengths and weaknesses. When Aizawa used Bakugou as an example, your jaw almost hanged at how far he could throw the ball; over seven hundred meters.

Bakugou looks at you, a smug smirk evident on his face. You couldn't help but grow irritated at the look he's sending you. As if he was inviting you to some competition.

"L/n. Since you look so upset that we're doing this apprehension test-" You look at your teacher with raised brows. You didn't mean to look upset at your teacher or the test, that look was supposed to be for Bakugou alone. "-You're up next. Get the ball up in the sky as high as you can."

You step into the square, "Should I have to just throw it? Or can I hit it with my quirk?" You ask and the teacher's eyes doesn't leave the device in his hands. "Do whatever and however you want just get the ball in the air as high as you can."

"Alright."

Light appears in your hand, catching your teacher's attention. His eyes widen as the same claymore you used in the exam appears in your hands. "So you're the claymore user the higher ups have been talking about. You scored pretty high in such a small amount of time." He says, eyes scanning over the blade of your sword.

"Yeah, I was just proving a point." You tell him, your response catching him off guard as you throw the ball up, using the blade of your sword as some kind of make-shift baseball bat, hitting it up in the sky. The action having created big circular dent on the ground as dust fly around the class.

You place your hand over your eyes, shielding them from the sun as you squinted, trying to look for the ball. You set your claymore on the ground, "How far did it go?" You ask.

"One thousand fifty eight meters." Aizawa answers, a proud smirk etched on his face. You sigh, letting go of your claymore as it disintegrates into small specks of light before completely vanishing.

You turn around and look at Bakugou who had the same proud expression on his face. You throw a thumbs down at him, expecting a snarl only to be hit back with a sinister smile, as if he'd been pumped up just now.

Someone's a good sport.

The test finishes with you in the first place, Bakugou hitting you in the arm jokingly as a 'job well done'. Before you could even feel butterflies in your stomach, you see Izuku walking back into the building.

"I'll talk to you later-" You quickly place a hand on his shoulder, running over to Izuku who's cradling his right arm. "-Izuku, wait up! I'll take you to the clinic."

As you walked away from him, you missed how the blond's look went from proud to sour within a second. Were you and Deku close? When and how?

As you began keeping your things and preparing to go back home, someone leans on the desk beside yours. You look up, raising and eyebrow at Bakugou who's looking away from you.

"Need something?" You ask, standing up and zipping your bag close. The blond clicks his tongue, looking at you with an annoyed expression. "That cafe is selling blueberry tarts today."

You smile, pressing your lips together to try and suppress your laughter, but fail. You begin laugh loudly, the blond looking at you with a weird expression on his face. "Bakugou, have you memorized their menu and schedule by heart or something?" You ask in between laughs, the blond getting angrier.

"Do you think I'd have time doing that sorta dumb shit?! I was just letting you know!" He yells, mini explosions going off in the palm of his hands. As your laughter slowly dies down, you notice him slowly walking away.

"Hey wait! I'm sorry!" You chuckle, quickly jogging to him. "I didn't mean to make fun I'm sorry!" You laugh, a wide smile on your face as you place a hand on his shoulder.

He clicks his tongue once more, looking away as he continues walking out the classroom. "Does their blueberry taste better than their strawberry?" You ask, placing both your hands behind you.

"How would I know?! It's not like I go there everyday!" You just smile in amusement at him, mind recalling back to times when you were this happy with someone other than your mom. Nothing comes to mind. The whole walk back to the cafe was silent as you rack your brain, furrowing your brows. There were no memories you could remember.

You snap out of your trance when you notice that you were walking alone now. You look to your side, and then to your other side but see no Bakugou. You turn around and see that he's standing a few feet away from you. You jog over to him, a worry evident on your face.

"What happened? Why'd you stop walking?" You ask.

"What happened to you?Why'd you stop talking?" He shoots back at you. Despite his furrowed brows, the mean glare and the scowl on his lips, his eyes held another expression. They looked so soft and curious.

"Ah- I was just wondering when was the last time I was this happy, walking with someone apart from my mother." You place a hand on your nape, looking away.

"Well? When was it?" He asks, causing you to look back at him with a questioning look. "When was what?" You ask back, deeply confused.

"When was the last time you were this happy? Other than your mom?" His question caused your smile to fall. You couldn't understand why you felt so bad knowing the fact that you don't have any memories of these kinds of simple things. You never even experienced them.

Your eyes widen at your realization. You look up at Bakugou, your wide eyes causing him to raise his brows, still waiting for your answer. "Well?" He asks.

"I... I couldn't think of anything." You smile sadly at him and his annoyed expression drops into something else- was it sadness? Pity? "I never experienced anything like this, I think." You look down at you shoes, feeling your eyes well up at the thought. All your life, you've been homeschooled. After being bullied harshly during middle school, your mother pulled you out of your private school out of pity. She didn't want her kid experiencing that type of bullshit treatment.

You then notice dark circles on the concrete ground. You blink a few times and notice that you've already been crying. You were about to look up, ready to deny it but stop when you see a pair of shoes come into view. You look up, feeling your wet tears stream down your face as you look at Bakugou from up close.

He smells good. Like a sweet, burnt caramel smell. He reminds you of the candy factory your mother's friend brought you to when you were six. It smelled so good, so warm, it smelled like when your mother was making your favorite from her recipes; her caramel cupcakes.

Bakugou smelled so much like home.

You feel something soft touch your cheek, looking down to see a black handkerchief with orange accents. "Stop crying, dumbass." His voice sounded so rough and soft at the same time, you felt utterly confused by yourself.

"Why? Cause I look ugly when I cry?" You joke, a soft smile stretching across your face. Bakugou's eyebrows furrow, "No, cause if the cashier sees your eyes all red and puffy like that she'll get worried I made you cry."

You raise a brow, taking the hanky from him. You dry your cheeks on your own, turning around to continue walking towards the cafe. You were so close that can already see the sign.

"You seem like you've befriended the people from the cafe." You look at him through a side glance, admiring how fierce yet soft he looked. His eyes always had this sharp and intimidating look in them but as you traveled your eyes down his cheeks, you could notice that there were some baby fat left in them.

"No I didn't. They befriended me." He tries his best to deny them it makes you chuckles. "So you admit you are friends with them?"

"You know what? I don't have to listen to your crap." He throws his hands up in the air in surrender as he turns around and begins walking away from the cafe. You laugh, pulling him back. "Come on! There seemes to be only three tarts left!"

You go home with a satisfied belly full of sweets, a slice of take out carrot cake in hand courtesy of Bakugou and his phone number written on a napkin pushed inside your pocket. He gave it to you sa you could 'call him if you are crying like an idiot again' but you couldn't help the butterflies in your stomach. He still gave you his phone number, so you still win today.

As you place your slice of cake in the fridge, you take out your phone and send Bakugou a quick text.

you: i'm not crying but i thought you'd want me to text you so you could have my number too

rubies: got home alright?

You bite onto your lip, smiling like an idiot. Him asking about your well-being after you tell him you got home is the lowest of the low, but still.

you: yeah, i did.

you: i'm doing my english homework in a few. need my help with it?

rubies: i should be asking you that, idiot

you: i'll take that as a yes

you: i'll call you after i wash up

rubies: whatever

You quickly scroll through your spotify, choosing your playlists before heading to your bathroom. After a long day, you definitely needed a warm, relaxing bath. You turn your water on, letting the warm feeling run down your body, relaxing your tense muscles as you run your hand through your wet hair.

By the time you finish, your phone starts ringing. Your heart drops- you weren't answering Bakugou's face time while you were still in your towel. That would be inappropriate-

You read the screen; Mom.

I'm an idiot.

You answer the call, smiling widely. "Hey mom! How's the house over there?" You ask, walking back to your room and towards your closet. "It's pretty quiet without your songs playing in the background. I miss you my baby." She coos and you feel your heart melt in your chest. "I miss you too, mommah. Tell me about your day."

As she rambles on about how tiring her day was, you put on your pajamas and quickly apply your skincare, nodding and laughing as your mom continued on about her day.

By the time you finish, your mom was still talking and it was already around eight PM. "But yeah that was pretty much how my day went. How was yours? Was the first day good? Were the kids nice?" Before you could answer, a notification banner pops up from above your screen. You read is, feeling your heart drop in excitement.

Rubie is calling you on facetime...

"Hey ma, I'll tell you about my day on another time okay? I have homework to do." You say, quickly getting off the bed and walking to your desk. "Okay? You can do your homework I'll help you out-"

"It's cool, Bakugou's calling anyway. Bye! Love you!"

"Bakugou? Who's Baku-"

You end your call quickly, answering your classmate's facetime call. You lean your phone on the wall as you take in how he looks right now- hoodie pulled up his head and a headband pulling his hair back as he writes on his notebook. He looks at his camera, eyebrows furrowing. "Took you long enough."

"Sorry, my mom was calling." You pull out your notebook from your bag and the two of you begin your homeworks, helping each other. Well, it was more like Bakugou helping you out, but you'd rather say you helped each ofher out.

You finished your homework pretty quickly and after doing so, the two of you begin talking. First your topic was about stars and galaxies, opened by you, and then it went to alternative universes, and then what would happen after death, and then this funny story about Bakugou's aunt- the two of you talked about everything and anything. Whenever you talked with the blond, it felt likr you would never run out of topics to talk about.

When the clock's long hand struck to twelve and its short hand on one, you were already asleep, phone leaning on your lamp horizontally as you slept with the camera on.

Bakugou smirks at your sleeping face, you look so soft and peaceful. "Hey, idiot. I know you're awake." He says, knowing fully well that you were asleep already. He just wanted to make sure.

"You know, you look cute when you're asleep." He says, snapping a few pictures of you, "And maybe when you're awake..." He mutters the last part before ending the call.

[babblingstacey]

Gen6!

With Elinor maxing Mixology and Amrin aging to a teen, it's time for Gen6!

GENERATION SIX: BLUEBERRY

You’ve never been afraid of anything. The world looked different in your eyes, and you always saw everything as an opportunity. On the news growing up you heard about how broken and messed up the world was, and you soon realize that you want to help. Instead of becoming a detective or police officer, you decide to become a lawyer to defend the innocent, and you also write books on your achievements.

-Ambitious, Perfectionist, Good

-Complete the Friend of the World aspiration and the Bestselling Author Aspiration

-Watch the news after school as a kid

-Max out the research and debate and writing skills

-Take in a stray cat or dog

-Marry as a young adult, drift apart from spouse during adulthood. Become best friends with them as an elder

-Adopt a toddler

-Reach level 10 of the Law career in the lawyer branch

-Bonus: earn the workaholic lifestyle (Lifestyles are not turned on in my save because...annoying)

-blue

Amrin already completed the "watch the news after school" and currently has the Good and Perfectionist traits. She also got both Creatively Gifted and Mentally Gifted by completing both of those aspirations. She will be going to college; haven't decided if she'll live at home while doing it or move on campus. Lots of question marks for this gen so far; this is not my usual playstyle (drifting away from spouse and child (gen7) is not how I usually play; right now I'm picturing the spouse never moving in with her and child living at the current home while growing up).

Of course the boys aged up as well. Josef (on the right) added Dog Lover to his already Loves the Outdoors traits so he'll stay on the farm with Allie after Elinor and Watson are gone. He's also a scout and nearly done with his badges and is Mentally Gifted, and working on the Country Caretaker aspiration like his mom. Shea added Dance Machine to his Outgoing trait - to be honest, I sorta ignore Shea because I don't know what to do with him, he didn't finish the Social aspiration as a child. I got him on the Computer Wiz aspiration right now because I couldn't think of anything else.

Let Gen6 begin! (honestly, they probably won't be teenagers for long).

[little-owly]

Okay, also off topic from the now fri,,endly,,pack stuff, and back to the mpreg, but what was Bims pregnancy with Host like? He seems like the type to crave stuff and go "my daughter, I love her, she's not here yet but just you wait she'll kick ass"

HELL YEA WE ON MPREG AGAIN

god,,,,,bim is such an Extra Pregnant Mom

host is at his back and call like a good husband, narrating his hands to make bim’s favorite dishes like blueberry pancakes, grilled chicken, and even a full plate of tacos at any time of day. he smiles as he settles down with bim and the two going over names for their daughter while bim pigs out.

bim also uses his pregnancy to his advantage. wilford yelling at him to hurry up in his dressing room and get out so he can film “hire my ass”. only for bim to dramatically fall into his arms, “but -- wilford!! i’m with child!! you wouldn’t dare make a parent like me hurry, i...i think i’m having contractions because of the stress you’re putting on me!”

“...bim, you’re barely 3 months pregnant.”

bim found it...actually heartbreaking when he saw how fast his body changed. don’t get him wrong, he wouldnt dare regret having his daughter, but he was very proud in his looks. seeing him go from photoshoots with lean suits to on the cover of magazines with people pointing out his baby bump and oily skin. he was in a low slump until host reassured him with a nice warm bubble bath every night. using the most poetic words to charm bim, reminding him of how his body is doing the most amazing things, the most beautiful things, bringing life.

host was a trooper when bim went public with him to interviews about becoming a parent and what its like to be expecting. host was usually a very isolated person, not even doing interviews himself for his own radio show. he tried his best for bim, even if bim promised he didn’t have to. making jokes as bim tells the world about their daughter, “she’s amazing, she’s great. she’s not here yet but when she is she’ll be ready to kick ass and take names.” 

“bim, babies can’t kick ass.”

“oh, she’s our kid, she’ll know exactly how to kick ass, hostie.”

[hypeaholic]

I train electric types so that's what my team is made up of!

First there's my emolga, Sora, the heart of the team. She's kinda shy, and very sensitive. She's sweet and kind and she loves to play and she's like a little sister everyone! She loves to help out and she's good about reminding me to take my meds. She's actually woken me up a couple times by shoving a pill bottle in my face! On the battlefield, she often plays the role of whittling down stronger opponents.

Then there's my jolteon, Whiskers. He's my swift striker- his special attack and evasion making him good for most fights. He's energetic and loud, and VERY protective of everyone but especially Sora. If someone is bothering me or anyone on the team, he's not afraid to tell them to BACK OFF. He tries his best at everything he does, and he's prone to getting really gloomy if he feels like he's done something wrong. I actually got him pretty late in my journey and had to train him up to be on the same level as the rest of my team, and all the work we put in has really paid off!

Next is Flounder, my Lanturn. She's really goofy and acts kinda like a mom to everyone. She makes sure everyone gets along and is really good at resolving the rare fights that come up. She was a gift from my cousin and one of the first pokemon I had. She's caring and surprisingly hardy. She might not be the strongest pokemon I have but once she's in battle she can last for a long time without getting tired.

Then there's Galvantula. She's pretty chill and laid back, kinda messy which makes Sora NUTS. She's pretty set in her ways and doesn't see the point of changing things up unnecessarily if what she already does works. Which translates really well into her battle style. She likes to use moves that get stronger the more times you use them and she's got KILLER accuracy. She's really affectionate and helps keep the rest of my team in check along with Flounder and even though she and Sora don'tget along easily, when push comes to shove they have each other's backs. When my legs get tired and achy from walking or standing too long, she'll carry me on her back, and she does the same for the two smallest pokemon.

Lastly, my two strongest.

Floof is an ampharos, it took a while but I trained him to be a really powerful mega fighter. His stats are all really good but his special attack is absolutely DEVASTATING. He's swept entire teams more than once with barely a scratch on him! Off the battlefield, he's also really chill. He's actually really spacey and daydreams a lot, so me and my other pokemon have to watch and make sure he doesn't hurt himself by not paying attention. Galvantula is FIERCELY protective of him and won't let anyone mess with or tease him. I think he's like a little brother to her 😊

Finally there's my ace, my Luxray, Blueberry. He was the first pokemon I ever had. He's super laid back, very affectionate, and a HUGE cuddle bug! If I sit down for longer than a couple seconds he'll come and curl up next to me, or if I lay down he'll climb up and take a nap on top of me! The weight on top of me really helps me sleep at night and his thick, soft fur helps me calm down or ground myself. He has the highest attack stat on my team and it SHOWS. The moment he's on the field, he turns the battle conditions to his favor. He takes down his opponents with attacks so strong, they even hurt him too. You wouldn't know it since he's actually not the most fond of battling, but despite how chill he is normally, he can actually be pretty reckless in a fight so I have to be careful and make sure I know what we're getting into.

I want to hear from my followers about their teams!

They say that the Pokemon you travel with says a lot.

For me, my team is this:

My Absol, Ruin. He’s pretty paid back, and has really soft fur.

My Alakazam, Alister. He’s the level headed one, and along with Rick helps keep the others out of mischief. Also, since he’s psychic, he can talk, which is nice when I haven’t been in town for a while.

My Houndoom, Rick. I adopted him when I was a kid as my first Pokemon after he was abandoned. Been together ever since.

My Sneasel, Zo. She’s my newest, who I hatched from an egg that my friend gave me. She’s the one that owns that Pokemon ranch I’ve mentioned. She and Loki are the troublesome duo of my main team. Really strong battler for such a young pokemon. Really loves it too.

My Sableye, Loki. Likes making me laugh, but turn away too long and your shoelaces will be tied! We call him Little Goblin.

Lastly we have my Crobat, Vexos. Pretty chill. Likes to hang out with Ruin. Keeps a watch at night. 

I may or may not keep two more Pokemon hidden in my bag. I know it’s technically disallowed, by one of them is too big a handful for my friend, and I need another flying Pokemon because Vexos has issues traveling long distances with me. Plus, it’s really hard to travel on him.

So in addition, there’s my Haunter, Spook. It’s the troublesome trio when he’s out).

Then, meat my Skarmory, Ace! She’s a major attention hog!