#my mom always says that other people’s children grow fast

[your-littlesecret]

well. okay then.

[corrodedcoffins-blog]

Lake House Days

jack hughes x teen mom!reader

note: i love writing little kid dialogue

word count: 1.3k

Bringing the twins anywhere was hard, but having to fly and a long drive to the lake house, was a big trip for the kids. And a very long day for Y/n. All that along with meeting new people, well she knew Jack’s parents, and his brothers, and she met Trevor once. But this would be the first time Jack’s family (minus Luke) and friends were meeting her kids. What if they didn’t like their son dating someone with kids, of course they did know, but knowing and seeing were different things. 

“Love, you okay?” Jack’s soothing voice broke Y/n out of her anxious thoughts, just like he always does.

“Yeah, just a little nervous.” “About what?” The man gives his girlfriend's thigh a gentle and reassuring squeeze, from where said hand had been resting since they got in the car. Y/n checked over her shoulder, seeing the twins sleeping soundly, Abby’s head leaning on her brother’s shoulder, smiling Y/n turned her attention back to her boyfriend.

“Just of everyone meeting the twins… Your parents and Quinn meeting the twins.” The woman admits, her voice low, more aware of her sleeping children now. 

“They are going to love them, they love kids and my family loved you when you met for the first time.” Jack assured her, making a quick glance taking in her reaction before returning his eyes to the road and continuing, “Abby and Eli charm anyone they meet, without them charming me, I would have never talked to you.” “Shut up.” The woman says, smiling. 

“Well I hope you got the last of your nerves out because we’re here.” Jack says, pulling into the long driveway of the beautiful and large lake house. Putting the car in park among the impressive number of cars already here, and turning to face the younger girl.

“Ready?” “As I’ll ever be.”

As Y/n slowly tried to wake up the twins, Jack unpacked the car, in the end neither child was ready to wake just yet, leading to Y/n carrying Abby and Jack carrying Eli. The door opened before Jack could open it himself, the image of Quinn in their sights. 

“Hey- oh hi.” the man says more quietly after realising the sleepiness in both the twins' faces.”Hey Quinny.” Jack greets his brother, doing the usual bro hug guys to, as well as he could with Eli in his arms. “We’re gonna put these two in their room, then we’ll come down and see everyone.”

Jack and Y/n walk down the stairs after Y/n finally got Eli settled. “Hi Y/n!” Ellen says seeing the couple coming down and bringing Y/n into a tight hug, “Hi Ellen!” “Where are Eli and Abby?” truthfully Y/n never thought Ellen or any of Jack’s family would care to know her children, and it was never anything they had done, in actuality they have done everything to disprove that notion. But with years of dating as a single mother it was more common than not that any partner's family wouldn’t want anything to do with her babies. “They're both napping, they've had a long day already.” “Oh of course! Believe me I know.” 

-

Spending the past hour without the twins and just getting to know Jack’s family and friends better first, had done a lot to ease her anxiety that this time would in fact be different. Y/n and Ellen talked all about how fast your kids grow, Y/n didn’t really have mom friends so it was refreshing to talk about her kids with someone that could relate. This along with Ellen telling many child Jack stories, much to the man’s dismay. 

“Mommy?” A quiet, sleepy voice mumbled rubbing his eye with one hand and his sister’s in the other, the young girl’s own other hand holding her most prized possession, her blanky. 

“Hi huns! You’re up?” Her rhetorical question causes the girl to nod her head, while jumping into her mom’s lap. Eli walked over to lean his arms on her arm rest, and his head on her chest. “Ready to meet everyone?” The twins’ mother whispered, while most people surrounding the fire were watching. Both 5 year olds nodding their heads, Y/n continues, “This is Ellen and Jim, they’re Jack’s parents.” The woman says, directing their attention to her right where Ellen and Jim sat. Both children mumble a quiet ‘Hi’ back. “And that’s Quinn, Jack’s other brother.” The same routine continued on, the two successfully convinced all that they were shy. Until Eli walked up to Trevor and sat on his lap, mischief must detect mischief, but Abby stuck to sitting with her mom. Scoping out who here will be her best friend. 

-

“Hun, I need to put sunscreen on you.” Y/n said, trying to reason with her son. She already got Abby ready, Abby was only difficult getting ready if she had a reason to be, Eli however was difficult just because it was fun.

“No!” “Baby, if you don’t put this on you’re gonna get burnt just like Lia did last summer remember? She could barely move, do you want that to happen to you.” “No..” The boy mumbled, accepting defeat and lifting his arm for his mom. “Thank you.”

“Jacka, what we doing today?” Abby was going through a phase of adding ‘a’ to random words in her sentences leading to her giving Jack the new nickname. While the young girl was letting Jack put on her shoes, the man answered her question excitedly and lifting the girl off the bed and onto the floor, “Going on the lake today!” “On boat?” “Yes ‘on boat’.” “Momma we going on boat” She repeated for her mom, even though the woman was a foot away from her and already heard it. “Maybe, hunny. Not for sure. Okay! You’re both ready, how ‘bout you guys go downstairs and help Ellen with snacks?” “Okayyy!” “Okay-a!” Both children yell, running out of the room.

Once they were excited, Jack pushed the bedroom door closed and walked over to his girlfriend. In the time that they’ve been dating, when the twins are around you take any time alone together you can get. Leaning down only slightly Jack gently presses his lips to Y/n’s, her immediately kissing him back. Her hands went around his neck, his own resting on her lower back just above her ass.

Breaking apart Y/n whispers against his mouth, “Okay, ready?” “Yep” he says, stealing a quick peck before exiting the room himself.

-

“I spy… Something invisible.” Eli announces, turning from looking all around him to looking at Trevor and Cole. “What’s invisible?” the taller boy asked, he’d been taking the game pretty seriously and Eli just threw a curveball at him. “Dude, I don’t know!” Before the two could embarrass themselves, Eli stepped in, “The air!!!” “Oh! Duh!” “Good one, man!”

This was too complex for Eli’s brain but he often latched onto male figures in his life; of course he had Lia’s dad but he didn’t see him often, so not having one for himself, he loved Jack and his friends, they gave him what he didn't have. 

Y/n was watching the three play eye spy from her spot on Jack’s lap. And checking over at Ellen and Abby playing ‘Go Fisha’ as Abby calls it. After a moment of Jack not having her full attention, he brings his right hand from the woman’s lower back to rub her upper thigh, grabbing her attention once again.

“You okay?” “Yeah.” Y/n says, a smile from ear to ear spreading across her face. She is so happy. Having Jack, and people besides herself and the people she considers family (Lia and her parents) caring about the twins I was something she wasn’t sure she would ever feel. Last night even, Y/n put the kids to bed and Eli asked her if Jack was going to be their dad, it almost made her cry on the spot. But what did make her cry happy tears was that her answer, not that she spoke it to Eli, was closer to a ‘yes’ than a ‘no’.

“Yeah, I’m really happy.”

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[mattatouilletkachuk]

Ollie Turns Two || Chaos With Quinn

Part of The Hockey Babies au & Chaos With Quinn Au

A/N: as always this is an interactive au. I would love to hear your thoughts, opinions and ideas! (This takes place Aug. 18, 2023)

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mamaqhughes: Oliver Quintin Hughes, my sweet, gentle, and kind little boy, you made me a mother two years ago and I’ve been spoiled with love ever since.

Only for you would I walk around a petting zoo and feed animals that I’m pretty sure were giving me the evil eye (I’m looking at you Lola the goat) in the middle of Summer while heavily pregnant. Every day I get to spend with you is a day worth celebrating but today is the day we get to do it with cake! 🎂

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_quinnhughes: I wouldn’t have wanted to see him grow up with anybody else. Love you, babe.❤️

↳ mamaqhughes: I couldn’t have asked for a better father for my children.

jackhughes: happy birthday Ollie 🥳

jackhughes: on a side note, Nellie is now asking for a Pony because of that petting zoo

↳ mamajhughes: istg if I come home and you’ve bought a pony for 2 year old I’m gonna kill you

↳ _quinnhughes: @.mamajhughes if you haven’t snapped by now and killed him I don’t think you ever will.

nataliemiller: Happy birthday Ollie!! 🎉

elblue6: He looks so much like Quinn!

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↳ mamaqhughes: that’s what I’ve been saying!!

lhughes_06: Happy birthday Ols! Let him know I’m calling tonight pls

↳ mamaqhughes: just a warning but he’s mad at you

↳ lhughes_06: why?!?

↳ mamaqhughes: he kept asking for “uncle moosey” and cried when Quinn said you weren’t coming

↳ lhughes_06: I think my heart just broke

↳ _quinnhughes: it should you’re his favorite.

↳ jackhughes: what about me????

↳ mamaqhughes: I think he tolerates you for Nell & his aunt

↳ jackhughes: 😐

mamajhughes: I remember when he was born. Time goes by so fast 😭

↳ mamaqhughes: who are you telling. I hid in the bathrooms after he blew out his candles so I could cry lol.

lexiedemko: happy birthday Oliver!! (P.s. how did you get Fin to come to the petting zoo in the off-season?)

↳ mamaqhughes: don’t ask me. That was all Q.

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_quinnhughes: ♥️ 8. 18. 21 ♥️ otherwise known as the day that I have never been more scared or excited. Some people say being a parent is hard and maybe when you’re sibling is born your mom and I will find that out but since you were born you have been nothing but an angel.

Happy 2nd birthday to my oldest child, my mini partner in crime, every goat's best friend, and Fin the Orca's biggest fan.

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mamaqhughes: My baby boy 🥹❤️🥹

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bboeser: you know you’ve partied hard when you pass out on the couch after.

↳ _eliaspetterson: know a lot about that huh?

_eliaspettersson: Happy birthday Oliver!

jackhughes: the first picture was when Fin came in wasn’t it?

↳ _quinnhughes: obviously

canucksfin: happy birthday to my little bestie 🐋

canucks: Happy birthday to our biggest fan! 💙💙

elblue6: my baby boy’s baby boy ❤️

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↳ _quinnhughes: Oliver was so happy to see you.

bradytkachuk: I’m surprised he fell asleep after all the cake he ate.

↳ _quinnhughes: this was just a power nap. Don’t be fooled

bradytkachuk: Happy birthday Ollie!!

j.tmiller: be honest, are your ears still ringing from all the kids screaming?

↳ _quinnhughes: I thought I was just going insane.

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[north-noire]

Hey hey.

Just wanted to say how much I love ur Hidden Hands Au🤌🤌🤌. I am craving for that sh1t. Realy great work, my (wo?)man. I am so but exited for the whole fanfic, but no pressure🙃. Wanted to ask you if you could describe the character traits of the characters a bit more. Thx. Allright dunno how to end stuff like this.

Bye bye.

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Hello, germanstonks! Thanks for the ask! Sorry that this ask took me SO long to answer, I really wanted to do my guys a little justice - now that especially I actually have the fic up, but I think it's worth noting how their general personalities will be in the fic with a little past context :] Check it out if you'd like, link's in my bio! (Don't worry I read your other ask, totally fine with the pronouns)

Just note that these are mostly going off from in-between Post-Bite and before Charlie dies (so like, a bit of a prequel before the fic happens). MCI kids and other few notable characters like Jen/Jennifer Emily, etc. are just as important, but they come in a little later. Okay, let's get right to it. Feel free to read at your own pace since this will be a bit of a long post for the AU.

William Afton - family man, extroverted frugal fast-talking businessman, but genuinely has a soft spot for children, especially his children, loves them a lot, would destroy the whole world for them if he had to. Can be cunning and manipulative. Post-Bite wise he tends to compensate for Evan's passing by trying his best to treat his kids nicely. Doesn't really know how to handle his emotions well, just bottles it up in the hopes it'll be okay. (it's not.) Lisa Afton - introverted businesswoman who has William as her husband. Straightforward and always cuts to the chase, can be a little sassy, doesn't like sugarcoating things. Hardworking and very career-driven, but still cares about the kids in her own way. Can come off cold sometimes.

Michael Afton - post-Bite wise, he's generally wanted to be left alone and prefers to just stay in his room. Used to be adventurous, but now he'd prefer following rules to a T and just sticks by his mom or dad more - regrets a lot about what he had done to Evan. Loves video-games and sometimes sketches in his spare time. A bit anxious and can be scared of taking risks. Quiet, careful, reserved. Has a strange fascination with the supernatural. Talks to himself a lot, but can still be sarcastic at times.

Elizabeth Afton - post-Bite wise, doesn't quite understand the loss of Evan yet, but misses him a lot. Can be manipulative, but not in a malicious sense. Can come off naive, but picks up on details easily, and stubborn if she really wants something. Can be blunt and just says what's on her mind, but she isn't a bad person, just a troubled kid but she's still nice when you get to know her. Also has a strange fascination with horror movies and horror in general. Still has quite the child-like energy, just a bit more subdued.

Evan Afton - used to be timid and afraid, prefers to be left alone to his own things. Once he dies and is left in the afterlife, however... he grows resentful towards Michael and internalizes a lot of the anger and resentment about all the things that Michael had done to him. He tends to be observant, but had become quite cynical over the years. Lets his emotions get the best of him sometimes.

Henry Emily - a neurodivergent widowed man trying his best. Post-Bite wise, he mostly laid his head low from the guilt of losing Evan. Can be distant from people, preferring to just work all by himself, he's introverted and very blunt with his words, and intimidates people/unintentionally scares them sometimes. But he has warmth for the very people close to him, especially Charlie. Can be a bit of a workaholic, much to Charlie's dismay. Is really passionate about what he does with robotics.

Charlie Emily - neurodivergent too, like her dad. post-Bite wise, she's become someone who pours out a lot of emotional support for Michael and sometimes her father. She's grown to have an interest in investigating things and keen eyes for details, and a good listener - loves playing baseball sometimes. Sometimes she tends to stretch herself out a bit too thin for her own good, though.

Hope this helps! Sorry for the long post, I really hope I explained them properly!! I write them better in actual fic form than short explanatory stuff like this, but yeah! </3

[footballfanficwriter]

Questions

Summary: In which Jude is in an interview and asked about the reader

Time period: A few years after the world cup

"Welcome back to another episode of one on one, today we are joined by one of the world's greatest midfielders Jude Bellingham, Jude how are you" the interviewer asks

"I'm great man, how are you"

"Good thanks, now you have been to the world cup a few years ago and played against Kylian Mbappe can you please tell us what that was like"

"Uhm well I'll tell you one thing the man's got speed,a really amazing player, great talent but playing against him was something I kinda found hard to fathom and get it into my head, I mean we tried our best to hold on as long as possible and all that matters is that we tried our best"

"Ok I wanna ask a bit about your personal life if that's fine" the interviewer says

"No sure go ahead"

"Your Wife Y/N can you tell us a bit about her"

"Well y/n is my wife, she's the mother of my three lovely kids ,she is my best friend, the love of my life and I don't think I would still be here if it wasn't for her and my mom"

"That's sweet, can you tell us how you met your wife"

" uhm well we met at a red carpet event where she was her brother's plus one and we were placed next to one another so we just started having conversations and at the end of the night we exchanged numbers and after first becoming best friends, about a year later I confessed my feelings for her and she told me she felt the same and we dated for a few years then tied the knote"

"What's something that just makes you fall in love with her again"

"She has this weird laugh that freaks some people out but cause it sounds weird so when I hear her laugh it just reminds or takes me back to the times I would make her laugh before we were dating and I'd get the same reaction"

"What's one thing that just sometimes annoys you about her"

"Nothing she's perfect and I love her so much"

" I've never heard someone answer a question like that, I usually get 'the way she controls the household or how she wants everything presise'

"Well my wife's not like other wife's I mean yes she has her tendency of being a bit controlling, but once she realizes she doing it she immediately stops and asks us on our opinions of what we want to do"

"Who does the cooking and looking after the kids in the house"

" well it's the both of us ,sometimes we'll rotate like I'll do the cooking while she looks after the kids and vice versa, because I can't expect her to do all that by herself, it'll strain her physically and emotionally and I can't let that happen"

"Would you say that if your wife wasn't in your life that you'd have still made it"

"No, absolutely not, my wife has seen me at my lowest and my highest, she's always been there to help and pick me up when I was at my lowest and support me at my highest and same goes for her I saw her at her lowest and her highest and I'm really proud of the things she's achieved .

"And how's fatherhood treating you"

" Fatherhood has it moments when it tough and times when it's enjoyable, my kids they are growing up so fast you know, it feels like just yesterday I was holding them for the first time"

"Can you please share a moment that you shared with your children"

"There was this one time when I had gotten home late from practice and Leilani my 5year old daughter was still up playing with her toys, when I asked her why she was up she told me she was waiting for me to come back home cause she had something important to tell me or rather ask me"

"What did she wanna say"

"She said to me, Daddy I love you so much and I always will, because you will always have a special place in my heart, but I have a boyfriend and he's gonna be my husband cause we're getting married, I looked at her in shock because I wasn't expecting that, then I told her she had to break up with him and she started crying, so I told her she can have her boyfriend and she stopped crying, right before asking me to read her a story book and tuck her in, when I refused she started crying until I agreed"

"Well thank you so much Jude for joining us today I really enjoyed it"

"No problem mate and thank you too"

[scurvyratt]

I watched Precious (2009) a couple months ago and was under the impression that it was a comedy due to all the jokes that I've seen about it, I was shocked to find out that it was actually a drama. It disgusts me how a film that is about the continuous rape and abuse of a 16 year old girl was turned into a huge joke simply because the girl in question is fat and black. If Precious were a skinny conventionally attractive white girl the response to the film would be wayyy different. (Mind you, people would still mock the movie because women's suffering will always be funny to the general public, but y'know)

I'm actually not a big movie watcher but I was sooo engrossed in the film and it was all I could think about for days. It totally blew me away and made me emotional which is not very typical of me lol. I re watched it today and loved it even more. Unfortunately I made the mistake of going on to letterboxd to read others reviews... Most were from MEN, WHITE MEN, who kinda misunderstood the movie imo?

Some of the complaints were that "the mom is horrible" like... yes? Another was that the film doesn't go in depth enough into the education system/other systems that caused Precious to end up in her situation. But like,, imo the movie was mainly about Precious' relationship with her mom, her discovering herself, and her journey to a new beginning. If you wanted to watch media about institutional corruption go watch the Wire or something lol.

Many people were confused by the fantasy/day dream sequences as well. I think that not only were those a form of escapism for Precious, but to also show how she's just a teenage girl. Precious has been taking care of both of her parents since she was a child. Her father forced her into the position of wife/partner. He forced her to become a mother twice. Her father then left and her role as her mothers care taker was exacerbated.

Many black girls (children) are called "fast", as in developing sexually "too fast", which is a harmful stereotype that is imposed on them simply for existing/developing/growing up. This is how Precious' mother, and society (she was kicked out of school for being pregnant), view Precious. Precious' mother knows that she was raped (and even rapes her herself), but doesn't care.

Since everyone views Precious as an adult, these day dreams serve as a reminder of the fact that she's just a 16 year old girl who fantasizes about being loved (by her mother, by the world, and a boyfriend). And it day dreaming is a common trope for teen girls which is why this all matters lol.

I think her youth and naivety is also shown when she has an outburst in class and yells at Ms. Rain. She says: "You don't know what it's like to be me! I've never had a boyfriend! My daddy said that he wants to marry me, but how could he do that? That's illegal!". The first thing Precious brings up is that she's never had a boyfriend, although she has a million other worse problems in her life that she could be complaining about. The only problem she has with her father wanting to marry her is that it would be illegal, and not the thousand other things that are wrong with that lol. But anyways, Precious is just a teenage girl at the end of the day and her biggest problem in life (or what she wishes was her biggest problem) is her desire for a boyfriend.

Other things that people disliked were the filming style/soundtrack. I have nothing to say about those really lol. If people didn't like those then... idk.

Anyways... other things about Precious that I adored/noticed:

Mo'Nique 100% deserved that Oscar, she was truly astounding. Especially in that final scene where she becomes so emotional, but for HERSELF💀. Also her wearing foundation that was way too light to the welfare office... (colorism is also part of this movie!)

Precious' first baby being named "Mongoloid", presumably because Precious' mom named her that and Precious went along with it. You can tell that Precious does not like that name though since she calles her "Mongo" instead. Mongo was also born under the worst circumstances; on the kitchen floor while Precious' mom was kicking and berating her. Precious' second pregnancy occurred while she was starting her journey (of self-discovery/independence, etc.). She has hopes and dreams for this baby and for herself. Her son was born in the hospital with her friends surrounding her, her mother nowhere to be seen. She names him Abdul Jamal, which in Arabic means "servant of beauty". Anyways I thought that was so cute :(

I loved her relationship with her classmates too. They were so supportive and fun lol

There's probably other things but I can't think of them rn lolz

[laramcelino]

My headcanons for the personality of FT characters cus they are very basic, starting with team Natsu:

Natsu:

It's already canon but, he takes fighting me advantage of everyone thinking he is a dumbass, so I like to think he uses it for everything

He is kinda shy when it comes to talk of sex and romance, maybe Igneel traumatized him idk, so he also plays dumb to avoid questioning and chat about it

Also people say because of his behaviors he looks more childlike, but it backfires when they see him getting serious and is not cute as an angry kid

Discretely start to bury himself inside his scarf when feels shy or uncomfortable

He absolutely hates the fact that the girls of the team think he is cute when shy

He is the type of person who acts drunk without even being that drunk

Like he's not a lightweight, but people assume he is drunk when he is only typsy

He likes his hair a lot, and is the only thing he puts a personal care

He hates being touched unannounced

Has a weird memory so he may forget his own birthday, but remember the name of the flower you said you like in that trip five years ago

He haves ADHD and I take no criticism in it

Has dyslexia this is why he struggles to read and write

Cus of his good hearing he gets a lot of gossip on the guild, half of it he doesn't pay attention the other half he ignores for his own good

And half of what he ignores he forgets until the next day the other half he zips inside of his brain forever, he knows some spicy shit

He likes to hear people tell stories so sometimes when Lucy just want to read instead of doing anything "fun" he asks to her to read for him

It's actually a good coach, so kids in fairy tail love to practice fisical fighting with him

Lucy:

Actually knows very well about trade and bargain, so she always get discounts for the team on hotels and restaurants, call it a family trait or evolution for spending too much with Natsu around

She is broke cus gets impulsive and buys too much clothing and accessories

Anytime the boys let she likes to dress them in a more stylish way

She knows how to flirt and it completely infuriates her when it doesn't work as she wants

As a rich girl she learn a lot of "ladylike" things such as table etiquette, embroidery and flower language

She also knows how to speak two other languages

She is a fast learner so domestic tasks where easy to pic after leaving the kozern

The only thing she suffer to learn is to bake, Mira can't help anymore

She bruises like a peach and even if she doesn't have any big scar, she have tons of small ones, mainly on her legs

People think she may be obsessed with not marking her skin, but actually don't, she cherishes her battle scars

She always knows what to gift someone, doesn't matter if it's expensive or handmade she gives the best gifs in the guild

Is a people pleaser, hard

Is the team therapist

Gives good advice but never listen to herself

She can take compliments on her appearance very well, but talk about her talents and the girl gets all flushed

Erza:

Can't cook to save her life

Aside of clothes, weapons and armors she also likes to collect plants

Doesn't means she is good at it

Even if she gets flustered when people mention sex, she haves a very dirty mind and will be the first to think dirty 😏

Is very well organized and enjoy cleaning

Secretly enjoy Natsu and Gray constant bickering, if they are fighting it means they are okay

Is overprotective (mainly to kids in the guild) to the point people need to ask her to relax

And when someone spend time to take care of her she gets emotional

She wish she was better with children but always end up scaring them

It makes her a little scared of being a mom

Once in a mission a bunch of kids run away from her after slaying a monster in a harsh way, the one child who didn't run said they wanna be like her when they grow up

Erza cried about it for an hour

Her sense of style is either terrible or spot on, depends on her mood

She loves when people play with her hair, she often sleep during it

Gray:

Tries to look as cool and stoic as Laxus, but is a dumbass like Natsu

The only thing he is better is at holding his tongue

He had a crush in half of the girls in the guild

He never tried to date cus thinks he would be a terrible boyfriend

Is shy for romance, but will deny it

He is like the protective brother of the girls so he will be jealous of then, especially Erza, Cana, Lucy and Wendy

He likes to hear gossip, even if he don't show or tell anyone

Cana is the one who tells more for him, it's like a bonding time

Also when he knew about the Gildarts thing he felt betrayed for not knowing it before, since they are best friends

Then he blame himself for not being a better friend for her want to tell, and she said: shut the drama! Sit, I have some spicy shit to tell ya

Can't take spicy food

He is very observant and often knows someone is sad just by seeing then

Was the first to understand that Natsu has a crush on Lucy and tease him for it

He have bad self-steam and compares himself too much

Is a heavy drinker but when he gets drunk he became naked honest and may cry a little

He used to go party a lot with Loke and it always end up with him saying: I'm not saving your womanizer ass again!!

Wendy:

As Natsu acts overly dumb she will grow to act overly inocent

But damn, she had read some of Erza steam books

Lucy caught her and promise to never tell anyone

Can't keep her room clean for more than half an hour

As everyone around her is loud she tends to talk more softly

But when she is too much exited she will be just as loud as everyone else

Can tell you are not okay by just hearing your voice

A great cook, and always offer herself to do the meals

It's also a part of the fact she loves take cares of others

She loves when Lucy and Erza let her braid their hair

Sometimes when Natsu's hair is longer than normal he lets her do some hairstyles too

Is very insecure of her abilities and appearance and is always comparing herself to others

Erza and Lucy noticed it and started to do girls nights with her to talk and relax

Doesn't know how to deal with compliments

She's a silent girl but very clumsy so when trying to sneak into someone she end up telling her position

For now I think is it.

I do not have many headcanons for the exceeds even though I love Happy with my heart (⁠ ⁠˘⁠ ⁠³⁠˘⁠)⁠♥

[haemosexuality]

memories i have of being a child and a lesbian:

-first week of 3rd grade, i walked in class and thought "ok i need to pick a boy to have a crush on this year". i thought that was just what you did. picked one bc i thought he had a cool haircut, proceeded to never have a conversation w him

-thinking "girls are naturally so much prettier than boys. this is common knowledge"

-being really jealous of the Cool Girl in my 4th grade class that was One Of The Boys. she played football with them. she sat really relaxed in chairs. she doesnt care about being pretty. isnt that just so cool? starts consciously trying to imitate her. also, even before that i always made sure to INSIST that my favorite color was blue and i did NOT like pink!!!!

-playing barbies with my cool, older cousin (she mustve been like 11? 12? i was around 8). her barbie was a mess because she had just broken up with her other barbie. i was confused. she explained to me what lesbians were (i knew men could be gay, but not women). immediately after that every single doll i had was a lesbian in a relationship. after figuring that it was probably a bit weird i was so obsessed with making my dolls lesbians, i came to the conclusion i would "probably like girls when i grow up". decided to tell my other, deeply religious cousin about this. she went "WHAT" and i went "HAHA JUST KIDDING IT WAS A JOKE" and never thought about it again

-a year later me and the deeply religious cousin were making ever after high dolls fuck. i was the one that came up w that idea (i also didnt know women could have sex at that point, i thought i had invented lesbian sex) and this haunted me for years bc i thought that that cousin had become homophobic after we grew up. recently found out shes also gay, good for her

-being just Really obsessed with marceline from adventure time for some reason. whenever i saw her on tv my heart would beat really really fast. wonder whats up w that 🤔

-being grounded for like, 5 months when i was 10 because my mom found out i was watching youtube videos from a lesbian couple. and also some videos with sex jokes. i wish i remembered that the lesbians channel was so bad

-i also watched lubatv. hes a brazilian youtuber famous for being openly gay. he introduced me to the concept of shipping, because ppl shipped him with another youtuber, t3ddy. he (plus facebook, and the cool older cousin from before) also introduced me to social activism

-asking permission from my parents to put a rainbow filter on my facebook pfp, in support of gay people. i thought i was such a good straight ally. i dont remember what happened but i think something negative mustve bc a lot of ppl were doing that in 2015. wait fuck now that i think about it that mightve actually been in 2016 because of pulse

- (we are still in 2015 im still 10) watching clips from Steven Universe Season 1 Episode 53 Jailbreak on youtube. they were (badly) subtitled bc i didnt speak english yet. i was absolutely shocked and could not believe they would show two girls kissing in a childrens cartoons, not bc i thought that was bad but bc i was like. would cartoon network really allow this??? i proceed to memorize the entire episode (again i didnt even speak english. and i watched it so many times i memorized it anyways lmao)

-being 11, and having my friend introduce to me this cool new thing she had found online, "fanfics". she linked me a college au fanfic of marceline and bubblegum from adventure time. it had a fade to black implied sex scene. i was hypnotized

-i was a very anxious child and every morning before getting to school i would prepare step-by-step what i would do when entering class. one day my internal monologue went "walk in, say good morning to teacher, kiss [previously mentioned girl best friend] on the mouth, say hello to- wait. where did that come from". start wondering if i was really Just A Really Good Straight Ally

-few days later, me and my friend group were discussing gay people. one of them asked "like i wonder if any of us are gonna be gay?". i thought for about 2.5 seconds and said "i think im bi", being the first one on my class to come out. they were all p chill ab it. i am not bi but its the thought that counts

-cutting off 30 inches of my really long hair and shaving one side at 11. my dad was mad at me for a week and he told me "i dont understand why you did this. you're looking like a dyke". originally i had planned to cut all of it really short "boy style" but the hairstylist insisted on at the very least letting half of it be longer. i did think half shaved hair was Cool so i was fine with that

[harryandmeghansussex]

Episode 2.

Talking about back in his Mum's day in being physical harassing, but now it's very online. It is basically the hunter versus the prey.

Mama Doria! Nervous but calm and confident. "The last five years have been challenging yeah." before stating she's ready to have her voice heard that's for sure, a little bit of her experience as Meghan's Mom with teary eyes I thought. Bless her, I genuinely can't imagine having to watch the person you love most in the World face relentless abuse and know that nothing you can do can stop it.

Meghan has her Mama's smile and warmth for sure.

"Like he was the one."

Love that they have shown how much Megan did pre Harry. She had a full, fulfilling life.

Meghan talking about her neighbours being paid to put live cameras showing her garden and things, and how insular her life got fast.

Meghan and her Mama going back to her school 🥺 her letter at 11 to her Principal.

The advert change! And a childhood friend featuring lol, she's always been such a girls girl.

Meghan talking to about being a minority but not being treated as such until she went to the UK.

"as a parent, in hindsight, absolutely I would like to go back and have that kind of real conversation about how the World sees you."

And Meghan admitting she genuinely didn't think about how race would play a part in it.

Harry talking about the family viewing it as they had also gone through it, it's almost a rite of passage and not seeing any difference. Say "no comment" and why should Meghan get protected when their wives wasn't. Offt, when it was different from day 1.

The statement, followed by the experts talking was such a good choice and talking about how white the British media is.

The section of Harry talking about with the travelling he had done, the people he met, that he thought he had an understanding of racism, on unconscious bias but hearing Meghan talk, has changed that. It's obvious in some ways both he and Meghan were naive, in very different ways.

"My children, my son and my daughter are mixed race and I’m really proud of that. When my kids grow up and they look back at this moment and they turn to me and say, ‘what did you do in this moment?’ I want to be able to give them an answer.”

Him talking about the responsibility of bringing a small person into the World and doing everything you can to make the World a better place for them 🥺

Meghan's poem about being a child of divorce, the emotion in her eyes. And talking about being a daddy's girl, which makes his betrayal and constant talking out so much worse in my opinion.

"she had a whole life before she met H." Say it louder for the people at the back Abigail.

"I said to the police in Toronto if any other woman said to you right now I have six grown men sleeping in their cars, following me and I feel scared, would you say it was stalking?" And she was told yes but there was nothing they could do because of who she was dating...

When the death threat came, that's when she got security. Hearing from her security guard that it was the worst he's ever dealt with is huge.

Meghan's friends asking her if Harry was worth it...

Lolololololol Meghan admitting her hugging Kate on their first meeting was probably jarring. "I didn't realise a lot of the formality on the outside carries on to the inside."

Granny was the first senior member of the family Meghan met, resharing the curtsey to people. And that being the moment she realised it was a big deal. Eugenie, Jack and Fergie telling her she did great.

Harry talking about his family first meeting her and being impressed, and being surprised by her before joking it was surprise a ginger could land such a beautiful woman, such an intelligent woman. He thinks her being an American actress is what clouded judgement at the beginning. "This won't last..."

I like how they've woven the love story, in between their childhoods, the historians, their friends etc. The balance feels good?

Talking about The Tig 🤍 showcasing her work on suits and her activism.

H's heart telling him that she was the one he would spend the rest of his life with. And believing she was perfect for the "role" as well.

The proposal! Him popping champagne before proposing kind of gave the game away lol and him saying Guy had already moved over so he could hold him hostage. The blurry shot, oh very sweet.

They had a mini engagement party before people knew and everyone dressed in animal onesies!! H&M were penguins, because they mate for life.

Lindsay saying Meghan felt like they could take on the World. Oh the optimism then.

The data and historian's talking about nationalism, Britain leaving the EU while welcoming a black American to the mix was perfect timing for a storm.

With Meghan talking about "believing what she was told" that things would pass, it would get better, it's just for right at the beginning. Almost a promise that once they were married/once they got used to her, it would get better.

"no matter how good I was, they were still going to find a way to destroy me" hurts.

[bibewilderedandbuck]

Maddie's "buck is 28 and i still have my hands full." not one person is like "where..........are ur parents" they just know those fuckers dont care

incoming rant about how much buck's parents and my parents are a like......

i maintain that theory that they're perfectly fine people outside of their kids. that is sitting in my head all day long. Bc that's what my parents were like. They are members of the community, my mom was the truancy officer at my high school and she would give jobs to kids down on their luck, to fix our computers or the car or mow the lawn. kids who had to work bc their families couldn't afford for them to spend the day at school (she would go to their court hearings and testify on their behalf). or babysit kids who were in the charge of their elder ""delinquent"" siblings. she would help pay for school lunches for those who couldn't afford it and if i had a friend who didn't have a lunch she had a mini fridge with extra food. My dad wasn't around bc he worked too hard, but he would always be up for taking all of our friends to ice cream on the weekends and he would make it a point to take us individually to an outing for our bdays so he could have time with us.

but she wasn't like that with Us. and thats the point. she shoved all her catholic guilt and family trauma on to us. the amount of times i can tell you that we've had to call the cops or almost take her to the er bc she pulled some stunt bc we were "ignoring her". she cried for a YEAR when i decided i wanted to leave for college. and my sister and brother have similar stories. we were all her therapist at one point in time. talking ur mother off the ledge when you don't even realize how depressed you are is one helluva way to grow up.

i was that kid who kept getting injured and it was definitely bc i was clumsy (i spent a lot of time before the age of 15 in hospitals for all sorts of reasons). as a kid you notice real fast that you get the Right Attention when you're hurt or sick

it took me a long time to unlearn how to say fuck you to the mandatory apology she would want for hurting her feelings aka "not filling her love tank properly" and even longer to even slightly understand what a personal boundary could be since we weren't allowed to have those.

I'm only a few years younger than buck and my parents are boomers, and we share a lot of traits (adhd and the Need to be wanted and the immediate anxiety catastrophizing). Not to mention we're both queer (thank you abc). WHICH also makes for a fascinating resemblance. i'm only getting therapy, adhd testing, ssri's recently bc i'd been fighting my way to finding myself for so long. When your parents are off but no one else sees it, you are under this cloud of i need to take care of THEM so i never did any discovering for myself! Until college.

Fuck. their portrayal gets to me so much bc they are so much like my parents. they care about what other's think but not what their actions do to the children living in their house. I UNDERSTAND their grief and i UNDERSTAND their loss. But those are explanations not excuses.

my parents never wanted kids, i was an accident. And you can tell they never really thought that they would have to set aside their life, their trauma to deal with a whole new being. And that's what the buckleys did.

i have no conclusion to this lmao, i just know that i am gonna write some buckley parents stuff and imma use it to work through some things

[butterflyintochains]

Juliette Cecilia Lillian Leclerc

Just some stuff about my F1 fanfic character, taking a short departure from my hockey fics for a bit.

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A solstice baby, born on June 20th 1999 in Monaco to Herve and Pascale Leclerc. Younger sister to Lorenzo and Charles Leclerc. Older sister to Arthur Leclerc.

Closest to Arthur growing up, but loves her three brothers equally.

Slept with a teddy bear called 'Coco' as a little girl, and still has the bear as a grown woman. Passing it to her children.

Idolises Grace Kelly growing up.

Closest to her mother growing up as the only girl in the family. But, loved her father very much, his death hitting her hard.

The quiet one of her family, her brothers being such big personalities, whereas she is mostly happy to keep to herself and hang back during social events. Max helps bring her out of her shell over time.

Meets, and befriends, Max Verstappen at the age of eleven. She falls in love with him at sixteen. The two immediately became friends, and confide in each other on everything.

An artist, creative mind, fashion designer, and seamstress. Juliette is never far from her sketchbooks, and always keeps one on her when she travels.

Initially a dyed in the wool Tifosa, just like her family. But, switches to supporting Red Bull as well, first with Seb, then with Max.

Struggled with ill health her whole childhood, until it was found that she is very gluten intolerant. After the diet change, her health slowly improved.

Her most treasured memory from childhood was winning an art contest at the age of seven.

Becomes fast friends with Max's sister, Victoria, who is the same age as her. And, supports her through her surprise first pregnancy.

Has dealt with terrible anxiety since the family lost Jules. But, gets better at handling it as time goes on.

Founds an ethical fashion line with some friends in Monaco. Vita Luxuria adopting a totally sustainable, body conscious, affordable, and environmentally friendly policy. She and her best friend Stefanie are Co-CEOs of the company.

Juliette also often sells her art to people for their homes.

Goes to school in Marseille, adopting dual citizenship of Monaco and France. Begins college at 17 rather than 18, and graduates a few months early.

Has several tattoos including:

A compass on her inner right wrist (Symbolising a life well traveled). A sewing needle on the outside of her right hand (her passion for art). A tulip and carnation on her left shoulder (Her and Max's flowers). A butterfly on the inside of her left wrist (Charles' nickname for her). A fox and lion on her right shoulder (her and Max's animals)

Her favourite F1 tracks are: Spa, Austria, Zandvoort, and Imola.

She has a huge sweet tooth, especially for Dutch waffles.

Her brothers say she has a sixth sense for when something terrible is about to happen, and it is never wrong.

Takes Max's name when they marry in summer 2023, becoming Juliette Verstappen.

Designs, and makes, her own wedding gown, and Max's tux for their wedding.

A survivor of an abusive relationship, she becomes a patron of numerous charities supporting survivors.

Eventually has four children with Max: Twins, Emilian and Estelle, Casper, and Annika Verstappen.

Just like Max, she's blunt, and will speak truth to those who need to hear it. She will stick up for those she loves, how she's perceived for doing so be damned.

Jimmy and Sassy adore her, and she loves them every bit in turn. She also adopts a Cavachon puppy from a friend, and names her Luna. Max and Juliette want to fill their home with animals as well as their children.

Loves colourful clothes, often using colours to convey how she's feeling. You'll never see Juliette being a sad beige mom or wife. Purple is her favourite colour, but she also likes red and blue. Even making an orange dress to wear to Zandvoort. Said dress becoming a good luck charm for Max.

Loves her brothers' girlfriends like sisters, same goes for Victoria. She even drops the 'in-law' suffix when she talks about them all.

Acts of Service and Physical Affection are her main love languages.

Juliette is deeply protective of the ones she loves, and develops loyalties to them easily. Her biggest fear is of being left alone after losing everyone she cares about.

Loves ballet, her mother taking her to see the ballet on girls nights while the boys were away racing.

She also loves watching figure skating, Ice Dance in particular. A big Virtue/Moir and Papadakis/Cizeron girlie.

Inherits, among other things, a cross necklace from her father when he passes away. Something she never takes off.

Says a prayer for Charles and Max before every race.

Has an innate ability to read people's motives and true intentions incredibly quickly. Immediately sussing her future father-in-law out upon meeting him at thirteen years old.

Her intuition is always trusted by Max, Charles, Lando, and Daniel in particular. Carlos, Alex, Pierre, Checo, and Oscar come to buy into it as well. The others just get freaked out mostly.

She's christened as 'The Queen of The Orange Army' by F1 media. A title Max gave her himself.

She and Max take every winter in Austria together, spending time in Innsbruck skiing and getting away from the limelight of Monaco. It's also where they get engaged in december 2022.

The couple also buy a cottage in Eindhoven after the twins are born so they can have a quiet family getaway for the summer.

Spain is a very dear place to her, as it's where she and Max first fell in love in 2016.

She's fluent in four languages: English, French, Italian, and Spanish. With a good working knowledge of Dutch.

Gives those she loves nicknames, it's how one knows they're in with her.

She and Max never keep secrets from each other, ever.

Max teaches her how to drive, guiding her through her theory test, and helping prepare her for the practical using numerous F1 tracks to teach her.

Loves travelling in general, not just for races, seeing the world inspires her.

The only races she hasn't yet been to are: China, Bahrain, Saudi Arabia, and Azerbaijan. Either due to being too busy, or - in China's case - pregnancy.

Aside from Max and Charles, she's closest to Pierre, Alex, Carlos, and Lando.

Despite her goodness, sweetness, and general warm self. Juliette has a petty streak, and is not afraid to pull rank on people to advocate for herself and Max.

Kinda freaks the hell out of the grid while pregnant with the twins due to how calm and relaxed she became throughout her pregnancy. Her first pregnancy being a relatively smooth nine months.

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Nicknames

Her parents - Mon fleur, mon choux.

Everyone - Julia

Her brothers - Papillon (butterfly), dauphine (French for princess)

Max - Schatje (sweetheart), Liefje (love), Love, Engel (angel), Sweetheart, Jewel.

Fernando, Checo, Carlos - Mariposa (butterfly), Hermanita (little sister), Joya (jewel).

Daniel - Pumpkin

Lando - Lioness

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Favourite Things

Movie: Pan's Labyrinth

TV Show: The Queen's Gambit

Food: Chicken Marengo (savory), Dutch Waffles (sweet)

Drink: Pineapple Juice, Earl Grey tea (non-alcoholic), Champagne (alcoholic)

Colour: Purple

Animal: Foxes

Season: Summer

Book: 'Little Women' - Louisa May Alcott

Ballet: Swan Lake

Sport: F1, Figure Skating, Skiing

Place: Barcelona, Marseille, Innsbruck, Monaco.

Time of Day: Sunset

Musicians: Muse, Lana Del Rey.

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Immediate Family

Herve Leclerc - father Pascale Leclerc - mother Lorenzo Leclerc - older brother Charles Leclerc - older brother Arthur Leclerc - younger brother Max Verstappen - husband Emilian Verstappen - elder twin son Estelle Verstappen - elder twin daughter Casper Verstappen - younger son Annika Verstappen - younger daughter Charlotte DiPietro - sister-in-law Alexandra Saint Mleux - sister-in-law Victoria Verstappen - sister-in-law

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So, yeah! I'll be constantly editing this post with new stuff. But, as of now, this is it.

[souurcitrus]

Iceman Origins

May I share part of a fic I was writing telling the origins of the Original Five in my own marvel universe? Based in "X-Men Origins: Iceman". The fic was supposed to focus more in Iceman, so it started with him and it would be tied with the rest of the Five as they are recruited.

(This story mentions others heroes, but they're not as important, just background)

Children of the Atom - Chapter 1

May 5, 1987

Bobby remembers the first time he did something wrong. He was only ten years old, or had just turned.

Mom and Dad had let him spend the whole day in the pool! It was so cool, he spent hours diving, climbing the trampoline or hanging from the tire tied to the tree in the backyard, swinging back and forth before jumping into the water again.

It was a warm day, almost late spring, but still warm. Bobby always hated hot days. Not that they weren't pleasant, but there was something that made him hate them. The pool had been a lovely idea. His father was in charge of making hamburgers for them, while his mother prepared the cake.

And Bobby had been left alone in the pool. Floating in the water, arms and legs spread, blond hair sticking to his face and mouth, he saw his hands crinkle and laughed softly. He wasn't ready to get out of the water yet, even though the sun above him was threatening to fry him alive.

He laughed and defied the heat. He wasn't going to leave.

Mom was singing in the kitchen, calling him to come in and get the burgers that would soon get cold. He didn't want to leave. The sun seemed to get hotter and even in the water, he knew he would get burns. If only it were cold, he thought. Just a little.

He hates the heat, he misses winter. He wishes, he thinks, that it would be nice to be able to have winter.

When Mom calls once more, he stands, his fingers barely touching the bottom of the pool and he huffs, covering his face with his arm as he fights the physics of the water to get to the edge. But he can't.

Before he can get to the edge, Bobby feels the heat disappear, the water begins to cool frighteningly fast. He looks down and almost screams in amazement. Ice, he knows it is ice, appears around his waist, his hands, the transparent and icy layer grows and grows, taking over all the water.

He doesn't want to scream, doesn't want to scare his parents, so he starts moving to get out of the water, mind in panic, moving his arms to get rid of the ice that sticks to his skin. He tries and tries, but the next thing he knows, he's trapped, completely encased in ice.

Strangely, he doesn't feel cold.

"Mommy!" He calls. His mother is standing in the doorway, looking at him with big eyes and a face as white as a ghost. "I didn't mean it! I'm sorry!"

When Mom and Dad get over the shock and manage to get it out of the pool - using a hammer and a pick, in a hurry so no one can see - the ice doesn't disappear, even in the hot sun. However, when Bobby looks out the window at night, the water is normal.

Mom wraps him in sheets and hugs him, but he doesn't feel cold.

"The first thing you have to understand is that you did nothing wrong. Absolutely nothing." His father speaks, hands on his hips, his back turned to his son. "It was just an accident."

Bobby doesn't respond. He is more concerned about the tone of disappointment coming from William. Mom runs her fingers through his blonde hair and he still doesn't look at her.

None of them seem as shocked or scared as he expected. Bobby sane knows exactly what he expected, but it certainly wasn't that... the melancholic way his mother looks at him, and the way his father continues to face the window.

"We heard in the news about people like you, son."

"Like me?" He asks with his eyes on the carpet.

"People that can do... different things. They're special." Madeline says carefully, sounding almost as disappointed as her husband. Bobby slowly turns to face her.

"Is something wrong with me?" He asks, and his father finally turns to sit next to him, on the edge of the bed, still a little too far away. "Say, Daddy. Is something wrong with me?"

William Drake shakes his head with a sigh. Exchanging a look with his wife, he puts his hand on his son's shoulder.

"The news calls them different things. Lately there's been news about different people appearing. They call them mutants."

"Mutants." Bobby repeats, as if testing the word. He thinks for a while.

He's certainly heard about these people, about these fascinating stories that have been unfolding over the last few years, most of them seeming too impossible to be real, some old, some not. About creatures that change shape and take the place of people, about giant green creatures, monsters.

He closes his eyes and thinks. What does this mean for him. Why him?

Mom and Dad are very calm, almost sad, he can't tell. But the way Mom looks at him is very different from the way she looked at him that morning when she wished him a happy birthday, the way she hugs him, as if... as if she's keeping him close for fear of losing him.

Bobby is ten years old, he never did anything strange or out of the ordinary, he was a good child, the best you could ask for. And suddenly, sitting between his parents on his ruined birthday, he feels out of place. An intruder.

He turns to William with sad, pleading eyes and asks in a whisper. "Is that a bad thing?"

It's Mom who responds, a little desperate. She puts her hands on his shoulders and pulls him closer.

"No, no! But if you are – a mutant, I mean – there's nothing wrong. We love you." She smiles and kisses his forehead.

Bobby doesn't know why, but he wishes she would stop doing this. He doesn't want her to act like he's leaving, like she's losing him. Why does she keep talking like that?

"But..." Dad continues, still holding his shoulder firmly. Looking more serious now. "That means you'll have to be careful, son. For the rest of your life."

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Strange things continued to occur over the next few months after Bobby's mutation emerged. That's what he is. He began to understand. He is a mutant.

Mom and Dad knew, they always knew. They didn't want him to know more, they didn't want him to use his abilities, talk or ask about it.

They wanted their son to forget about the pool accident and pretend everything was normal. But Bobby wouldn't. Why would he do that?

Things started to change very quickly. The first sign of this would be just a few weeks after Bobby's birthday. If the appearance of green monsters wasn't enough of a sign, this would be. Bobby had heard the news, he kept an eye out after his birthday, looking for any sign of anything "weird" or out of the ordinary, as Dad called it.

They called him Iron Man. The media had gone crazy after his first appearance, and so had Bobby. It was such an incredible thing. For weeks, he followed every report, every newspaper, radio or gossip. Of course, it was everywhere.

First was Stark's kidnapping at the beginning of the year. He left everyone worried. Of course, a super rich and famous guy being unexpectedly kidnapped during another one of his business trips would catch everyone's attention. The world seemed to stop while Stark was missing.

Bobby didn't really care. There were more important things going on in the world and he had no interest in waiting for Stark to be rescued or found. His parents, at least, were as engaged in the news as everyone in his town.

Bobby couldn't help but roll his eyes at his mother's worried sighs during the three months Stark was missing. Then he returned, and Bobby still couldn't care about it. Not even a little.

He thought the world would continue in its normal cycle from then on. Back to the boring and ordinary it always was. Until the news began to change, no one could keep it hidden for long. First it was the Hulk, then it was Iron Man.

It was yet another sign to Bobby that things were going to change. The inner world was watching them, these wonderful new things happening.

At least, that's what Bobby believed they were.

He started training. Every night when Mom and Dad went to bed, he would jump out the window, hang from the tree next to his room, and run into the yard. It took a while, but little by little he learned how his mutation worked. It was harder when it was hot and there wasn't enough moisture for him.

So he trained near the pool. At night, hiding under the high fence so that none of the neighbors would see him. He doesn't know what's worse: that they could see him using his mutation and report him, or how his parents would react if someone found out.

Things were escalating. Not only was Stark in the newspapers, flying over buildings and saving lives in his red and yellow armor. There was also other news about those the public came to call "superhumans". The Hawkeye guy showing on the local newspaper, images of the "Hulk" leaking around, the Wasp and Ant-Man duo changing size, news of people with special abilities.

Mom and Dad got worse every day too. Bobby saw the looks of astonishment on their faces as he sat in front of the TV. Not exactly hate, but fear and despair. He didn't understand how they could be afraid of this, of these new "heroes" emerging. They were not the first.

Bobby had heard the stories of the first heroes, all those years ago, before all these mutants even started showing in the news. Torch, Toro, Captain America, Blue Marvel and everyone else. Why did things have to be different now? What changes? Were they not amazing, just like Bobby is? Why is it different with him?

When the Fantastic Four faced Doom in New York, it felt like the world had entered a new era and couldn't stop now. Not all "supers" are good. Like Doom, there were those who caused chaos out there. Bobby's parents were afraid of them, and consequently of everyone.

He knew it was stupid, but what could he do?

Fort Washington is a nice and safe place. However, even there, Bobby feels that things are becoming more tense, more dangerous. As if the time for small gestures was running out.

He wonders about other “special” people like him. The others called mutants. How many of them are there. And where? Living lives of fear and silent desperation?

He tells himself he's not like them, the ones in the news. He tells himself he's not a freak, or pathetic. He is normal. That's what his parents say every day.

[lemonhemlock]

People act like parent-child relationships are super simple when Alicent is involved.

1) Otto:

Bit of a tangent but in my country (Spith Africa) when you're in grade 9 you u choose your subjects for grade 10 and maths is a must however you can choose which maths uore doing maths literacy or maths core. People who arent the best at maths should do maths literacy but you come across do many who choose maths core and other subjects they hate/have extreme difficulty with/zero interest in because of parental influence. They don't want to disappoint their parents and go against their wishes.

Now back to the show Otto tells Alicent to endear herself to Viserys in order to become queen. Otto is her father, ultimately he has a say in who she marries. She lives with him. We also see she struggles with anxiety. How exactly will she stand up to him in an epic girl boss move, in a medieval setting, when people these days struggle to do so with their own parents. It's not easy to go against your parents wishes and its especially not easy to disappoint them. What would Otto have done if she refused? If he was willing to pimp her out yo a man old enough to be her father, who basically killed his first wife would he sell her to a Ramsay Bolton type if it benefited him? Better the devil you know right?

2) her children.

Alicent was a child herself when she was forced to have them. She had to grow up fast and we see her struggle with anxiety and PPD, she has little to no support system around. The servants are there to assist but its their job. She has no one to looking out for her mental wellbeing. She is isolated and trapped in a golden cage by a dragon.

With Aegon she struggles with him because he shirks his duties and doesn't take anything seriously when his situation is a matter of life and death. She is scared for him and the others but he doesn't get it. People were calling Ned an idiot for nor securing his family's safety before working against Cersei but when Alicent does exactly that she's an awful mom.

When she tells Aegon he is not her son she is struggling to reconcile the image of her little that she raised on her own, the boy she tried to impart wisdom on with someone who would commit a monstrous act, something his (absent) father did to her. But she still loves him. She might not always like him but she was willing to stand between him and a literal dragon. Everything she has done has been for him and his siblings.

Helaena

One thing I find interesting and tragic about this relationship is that Alicent's main love languagea are acts of service and physical touch.(acts of service is her trying to keep the family together and securing peoples positions and safety. Physical touch in moments where words have failed her) She used it Rhaenrya alot when they were younger and she tries to use it on her children. Helaena has a touch aversion so we see her pulling away from her touch. (Which is why thstvone scene they actually hug is so beautiful)

Alicent nevertheless tries a different method, whole spending time together she asks Helaena about bugs. Yes she looks bored because the topic doesn't interest her but she is trying to engage with her(as someone who hyperfixtates then infodumps, this is enough. "Thank you for letting me vent about this even if you don't care about it" cause it shows that you at the care about me)

Aemond is her dutiful son who does his absolute best. She was distraught when he lost an eye and we see him return her physical gestures when she needs comfort.

Her love for her children is unconditional. She would do anything for them no matter what. She's not a perfect mom, but what parent is 100% perfect, but for a single teen mother of three, whose children's lives are constantly at stake she has done a damn good job.

Thank for furthering the Alicent agenda, chaotic coffee queen. We need brave soldiers out there fighting on the frontlines!

I agree with everything you said above. People have so much energy for hating Alicent as a mother, yet so very little for hating Viserys as a father. He is a footnote in his own family, yet viewers act as if his negligence couldn't possibly amount to behavioural issues in his own children or that Alicent should have somehow made up for it. As if anyone could erase parental abandonment.

One thing I find interesting and tragic about this relationship is that Alicent's main love languagea are acts of service and physical touch.(acts of service is her trying to keep the family together and securing peoples positions and safety. Physical touch in moments where words have failed her)

^^^ This. Alicent is bone-weary and has trouble expressing her emotions, especially in a way that gets through to her children. Each of them is so different from the other and what works for one doesn't necessarily work for the other. It's hard for her to calibrate her strategies to perfectly tailor every member of her family, as she doesn't have access to the kind of resources we now have for child development.

[thewomanintheshadow]

My biggest obstacle in life

I have to confess I have a problem. I don't know if it's a lack of discipline or just a compulsive behaviour that I can't control it but it's a big problem for me. It's like a cycle and even though sometimes I manage to fight it, other times I just give in to it.....Mental Cravings. I have been binge eating for the past 17 years of my life.

Growing up, I had a very loving mother who cooked delicious food for the whole family. The last memories I have of being skinny was when I was about 5-6 years old. I remember afterwards, I started gaining wait consistently.

Weight has always been discussed in my family and even from a very young age everybody would comment on how perfect I was in every way except when it came to my body weight. My mom had issues with her pregnancies when she was younger and after her last pregnancy she gained a massive amount of weight. I knew that she was struggling and it did affect her confidence since she used to be very beautify and quite the skinny looking model in her early 20s before she started having children. However, after gaining weight, I feel like she lost the confidence she used to have and to an extent she projected that on to me. My mother consistently reminded me of how awful it is to be fat and that it's very important for a girl to be thin because that way you are the most beautiful and the most successful woman. I mean.....even till this day I do agree with her and she was always right but at the time hearing her say that consistently was so annoying. She would consistently compare me to my skinny cousins or celebrities or actresses in American movies and would make comments such as "you are so much beautiful than them, they are only pretty because they are skinny".

Food had always been an issue for me since the beginning of my teenage hood and as far as I can remember I have laid on my pillow every night and thought about how I was gonna wake up and "go on a diet" the next day. Back in the early 2000s, the skinny models on Tv were the ideal beauty goddesses. Sometimes, these beautiful models and actresses were interviewed on their diet and would make comments such as "I only eat salads" or "I only eat one banana till the evening" or "I diet until I have lost all the weight". My mom would hear these and would look at me and say "see, these people don't eat as much, thats why they are so skinny". My father was the worst because he would consistently make comments about my body and how I should be eating less or lose weight. I always knew that they were just trying to help me but I think that was the beginning of my yoyo dieting journey.

Yoyo dieting started for me at an early stage of life. I would watch these beautiful girls in the movies such as Kristen Stewarts and Nina Dobrev and just fantasize about having their bodies. I would actually fantasize and visualize looking like a girl who had an hour glass figure and long straight blow-blowdryed soft hair. My hair was black, short and curly and I did not appreciate it. That was also the beginning of social media when my dad brought a laptop home and introduced me to the world of internet back in early 2010s. I quickly became introduced to the world of YouTube and started searching for videos such as "How to lose weight fast" to see if I could find a solution to my big problem. Deep down I was so tired and frustrated and just hated my body. I noticed from a very young age that my hips was much wider than the typically beautiful hour glass figure. Later I found out that I had an apple shaped figure.

Eventually after years of yoyo dieting, occasionally going to bed hungry not having dinner because "feeling full = feeling fatness" I developed a bigger problem with food and my habits in general. When I started exercising, I developed a huge unrealistic expectation that I was going to become skinning just within a matter of 2 months. Spoiler alert! it did not work like that. Even though I was exercising, I was still eating high calorie foods that where not "processed" or "fast food" but still did not help me lose weight. I became more and more frustrated and more desperate with time. I would concisely diet for weeks, and then binge eat and fall into my previous habits. This habits carried on for years. I thinking the last time I was 55 kgs was when I was in fourth grade where I was disgusting weight with a girl my age and she said "I weight 45 kgs " and I said "me too". Later I found out that I actually weighed 10 kilos extra than what she weighed. I started losing more and more confidence and I need that affected my ability to connect with people or having any true socializing skills. I hid myself in my room and started watching YouTube videos as my form of coping mechanism. I didn't even want to study anymore because I lost all motivation. I was also living in country/city at that time where if I wanted to go to the park, my mom had to drive 40 minutes until we reached the park. I could not even go outside and play by myself in the streets because it was not appropriate for a girl nor was it safe. If I wanted to go jogging outside, cars would actually stop and people would harass/talk to you. So....my life became YouTube. My screen time increased and I spent hours on my desk trying to fantasize about a world I did not have access to at the time.

[justsomerandomfanfic]

I See The Light - Billy Hargrove X Female Reader

Title: The Outside World

Billy Hargrove X Female Reader

Additional Characters: Reader's mother

Modern Tangled AU

| Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 |

WC: 1,073

Warnings: Modern Tangled AU, set in 1984/5, Reader can't leave the house, manipulation, and slight family angst

You sat on your window bench, looking out as you watched a small group of kids ride their bikes down the street as you brushed your long blonde hair. You wished you could go out there and play with the other kids. Well, it would be rather awkward. You were too old to play silly games; as your mother called them. But, they seemed to be having such a good time together. To have that type of friendship... You craved that. 

Sure you had time to spend reading, learning, dancing, singing, etc. But, it only prolonged your need for the outside world. You wanted so badly to have someone besides your mother to talk to. Someone to share your secrets, hopes, and dreams. You wanted to have sleepovers, go to dances like you saw on tv, and finally feel... Free

Ever since you were really small, your mother didn't let you out of her sight. She kept you by her side constantly if you were out at the store or somewhere else. As you got older and were able to take care of yourself, around five, she'd leave you home while she went out. But, she always came home, even if it was only for a few hours. She then started homeschooling you young. Teaching you math, science, and art. Bringing you book after book. You learned how to speak three different languages, how to cook, and even how to sew.

As you got older you noticed your want and need to meet others your age. But, your mother had told you how dangerous the outside world was. Poison ivy, snakes, big bugs, and men with pointy teeth... Well, you didn't believe that part, but you did when you were little. But, this didn't stop you from asking; begging your mother to let you go outside. At least for a day. Or nearly an hour. Anything. You wanted to splash in the muddy puddles and lay in the soft grass below.

Your mother always made up some excuse as to why she couldn't do that. She'd say she needed you here, helping her make dinner. Or that she felt ill and wanted you to take care of her. You've been wanting to go out ever since you saw the children playing outside. So, you decided that today was the day you would convince your mother to let you go outside. Your eighteenth birthday was coming soon, and you wanted to go out on your special day.

Sighing, you placed down your brush on your desk and got up from your seat. You knew that you had to be unique in some way. Your hair was long. So long, it went way past your feet and then some. Dragging on the floor most days if you didn't try and painstakingly braid it. You had read once that a regular human's hair grows half an inch per month. Your hair grew three inches every single night. It wasn't that you liked it, not really, it just happened so fast. And, that was the reason why you had so many headaches. You wanted a haircut, but your mother never let you cut it. She said to be thankful for your hair, for it was special. Your mother had told you once before that people would kill you for your hair. You didn't know if she was just saying that, or if it was true.

Walking into the kitchen, you found your mother cooking dinner. "Hey, mom," You greeted her happily.

You tried to keep your voice upbeat and cheerful, but you couldn't help but feel sad. You were used to this routine. Every day, same as yesterday, and tomorrow, and next year, and forever.

Your mother turned, her long curly shoulder-length black locks swaying as she moved. "Hello, baby. I made your favorite."

That made you smile as you sat down at the table. Your mother sat the plate down in front of you, placing one for herself before the two of you began eating. Your eating slowed as you thought, you poked at your food slightly before you spoke.

"Mother? My eighteenth birthday is in a couple of days..." And your mother hummed as she ate, not bothering to look up.

"And... I was wondering if I could go to the movies. I heard on the tv that they are showing The Breakfast Club." You quickly spoke, watching tentatively as your mother paused her eating and slowly looked up at you.

"Y/N. You know what the answer is to that question." She simply answered, her voice deep in frustration as she went back to eating.

You knew for her the conversation was over, but for you; it wasn't.

"I just... I was wondering..." You spoke softly, your mother interrupting.

"Y/N, please. You know how I feel about mumbling." She sighed, rubbing her temples with both of her hands.

You sighed and tried again, "I had never been to a movie before and I saw in the newspaper that they just opened a new pool near the high school. And I was wondering if I could go for my birthday?" You sputtered out quickly.

Your mother sighed and put her fork down, pushing her food away and standing up. She walked to the sink and rinsed her utensils off before walking back to the table. She sat down and crossed her arms, "The outside world is dangerous, Y/N. The theaters are full of insignificant no-good teenagers looking for their next victims and the pool? You could drown or get seriously infected. There are so many germs in those... Cesspools."

"But, mother, please. Just one day-"

Your mother only chuckled, waving her hand at you dismissively, "My little fragile flower, you are not ready for what is out there. And you constantly ask and ask… It only proves to me that you probably won't ever be." She sighed dramatically, "Now, finish your food."

You nodded as you wiped your mouth with your napkin. "Yes, ma'am." You frowned, taking your fork in your hand again.

She gave you a stern look as she stood up, grabbing her purse from the counter. She stopped and turned to you, her face stern and serious. "Don't ever ask to leave this house again. Do you hear me?"

You nodded slowly, "Yes, mother." You sighed, defeated.

"Good girl," Your mother smiled, patting your head before heading out the door.

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for the "fic I won't write" game: lucigo + "end of the road"

rubs my grubby hands together. i miss my wife my ship, tails. i miss them so much

fic that takes place pre-canon for lucigo - aka when they're still in the doomed future. everything is bleak. their parents are all dead. the world has fallen to shit and lucina's the one holding it on her shoulders. she's the Leader. she has to be strong.

everyone is... so young. her younger brother morgan still feels like a baby, drowning in their mom's cloak. he's had to grow up so fast. too fast. and lucina... she feels a million years old. she doesn't know what to do, yet. how to fix this. if they CAN fix this. everything seems impossible, and insurmountable - yeah, maybe they could win, but what then? the world is still in ruins. the people they all love would all still be dead. what would be the point of carrying on in such a broken world?

she's giving up hope. lucina knows she can't, knows out of everyone, she isn't allowed to stop searching. that she has to persevere. but by god is lucina tired. it's inigo, someone who she used to be more comfortable with when they were children, who ends up helping her shoulder the burden. he tells her stories of his mother, of the dances she used to perform. his white hair is somehow still unsullied. somehow still pure, despite the grim future they live in.

he's the one who gives her the strength to keep figuring it out. before she goes to plead to naga with only four gems, they end up stranded away from the others, risen everywhere. collecting supplies probably. they really might die this time, inigo jokes, morbid just like his dad always was. but, inigo tells her, at least he's with her. he'd follow lucina anywhere, always.

they had a good run, he says. he just wishes they could've had more time together. could've found a future where they could've been happy. where he could see her smile again. he promises her if this is it for them, he'll make her smile one last time before they go.

it gives lucina the strength to keep fighting. she doesn't know why, but she isn't ready for inigo to keep that promise just yet. the idea of him dying is more painful than the idea of her dying, right then.

they make it through, but just barely. and when lucina begs naga, and is told they can go back to the past - inigo doesn't hesitate. he'll follow her anywhere. past and future, he'll follow her.