#old enough series

[myveryownfanfiction]

Chapter 39

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @plush4bunny, @stark-ironman

warnings: swearing, pregnant reader, spoilers for season 3 episode 2

Abby stood in front of Dan and Jake, envelope in her hands. Dan kept glancing over at me, hands flexing as he tried to destress without me next to him. Jake was glancing nervously at Dan.

“we have two options. I can give you the papers and you can read them yourselves. Or I can read them.” Abby said, playing with the papers in her hand. Gurgs cleared her throat as she entered the room. “Third option. Gurgs reads the report.”

“I always wanted to be a 90s game show host.” She said, smiling at me as I nervously rubbed my stomach. I took a deep breath before looking over at Dan again. “The results are in. Dan fielding you…” gurgs struggled to pull the paper out. Abby got it out and frowned.

“you do not have a daughter. Ah nuggets.” She slumped, looking at Dan. “The lab must have mixed up my dna and Jake’s.” She sighed as he got up to hug her. “Well at least that confirms you’re not my brother.” Jake made a face before she kissed him. “I’ll explain later.” Dan sighed as he made his way to me. He kissed my head before sitting down next to me.

“so now what?” I asked, looking over at Abby.

“I can send this down to the crime lab and we’ll have results in 48 hours.” Gurgs offered. Dan and Jake nodded, prompting gurgs to fill out an evidence bag.

“and I’m out.” Dan said, helping me up before wrapping an arm around my shoulders. “We have some things we need to do.” He led me out of the office and down the hall. “I honestly don’t know how I feel about this.” He admitted as we headed to his office. “Having a baby is one thing. Jake’s a full grown adult.” I nodded.

“It must be shocking to say the least. I know it has been for me.” I said, squeezing dans waist. “And I’m sure it’s slightly killing you that you weren’t there when he was a kid.”

“a little yeah.” Dan admitted as we sat on his couch. “But honestly, I don’t care. Because I’m going to have all that soon anyway. If I am his father…” Dan shrugged. “I’ll do my best. I won’t just be a deadbeat. But I don’t think I am. Despite everything, I was safe. I took precautions.”

“you were the one making sure we didn’t have any happy little accidents before we decided on this.” I reminded him. Dan nodded. “Look whatever happens, I stand by you. I took that vow of no matter what. It’s just a lot to take in.” Dan kissed my head.

“thank you.” He whispered. “Is it bad I just want to hide in here until all of this blows over?”

“I was going to suggest taking the next few days off.” I said, cupping his cheek. Dan leaned into it and sighed. “This is bound to impact you as a lawyer. And it would be a little easier to go to that appointment with me tomorrow.” Dan hummed before kissing me.

“or we could cancel the appointment and spend the whole day in bed.” He murmured, hand slipping over my hip to pull me closer. I chuckled as I gently pushed on his chest.

“you know we can’t cancel.” I reminded him. “But afterwards I don’t see any reason not to.” Dan hummed happily before kissing me again.

“which appointment is it?” He asked. I leaned against him with a sigh.

“it’s the big one.” I said, frowning. “Blood tests. Medical history for both of us. But the doctor did say at the end of all of it, we’ll be able to hear the baby’s heartbeat.” Dan bit his lip.

“that’s going to be strange.” He mused, kissing my forehead. I nodded. “Yeah. Let’s just stay in bed after all that.” I giggled as I looked up at him. His hand was hovering over my stomach. “How strange is it that I can’t wait until you start to show? Not in a you’re going to be hot with a baby bump thing, even though you are.” I laughed as Dan pulled me closer. “But in a we did it kind of way.”

“no i feel the same way.” I said, cupping his cheek again. I ran my fingers through his beard and Dan made a noise. “We tried for so long and finally…” Dan nodded.

“yeah.” He breathed out before standing up. Offering me his hand, he pulled me up. “Let’s go home.” The next morning, I woke up to a text from Abby.

“well fuck.” I groaned. Dan hummed, pressing his face into the back of my neck.

“what?” He groaned as I pulled away to answer my phone. I tapped away at the screen for a few minutes before tossing it back on the nightstand. Dan pulled me back against him and buried his face into the crook of my neck. “What’s wrong?”

“we need to go into work tonight.” I sighed as I reached up to card my fingers through his hair. “The results came in early.” Dan groaned. “Yeah I know.”

“I’m kind of at the point I don’t want to know.” He grumbled. I nodded.

“Jake does though. And he deserves to know who his father is.” I whispered. Dan sighed. “Just think about it for a second. How do you think our kid would feel if they didn’t get to know you? Be around you?” Dans hand stretched out over my stomach and I had to fight the urge to smile.

“shut the fuck up.” He muttered. A kiss was pressed to my shoulder as Dan got up. “I guess it’s time to get up and get ready for that appointment.” I rolled over onto my back, the blanket falling down off my shoulders. Dan leaned against the dresser as he looked me over.

“the appointment isn’t until noon.” I said. Dan smirked at me before coming over and scooping me out of bed.

“I know. But when you look like that…” he started towards the bathroom, making me laugh as he kicked the door closed. Later that night, I practically dragged Dan into Abby’s chambers.

“Abby, before the whole are they aren’t they thing…” I said as I pulled my phone out of my pocket. “Listen.” I pulled up the video and pressed play. The sound of the baby’s heartbeat filled the room. Dan squeezed my shoulder before moving to sit down on the couch. Abby teared up, hugging me tightly.

“no one deserves it more than you two.” She whispered. I smiled at her as I wiped my own tears away after stopping the video. I sat down at the table and waited for Jake. When he came in, Abby handed him the paper. “I think this time it should be the two of you who find out first.” Abby sat down next to me and squeezed my hand. The two men read the paper before looking at each other.

“we’re not related.” Jake said quietly. I bit my lip as I looked at Dan.

“We’re just two unrelated me who went tie shopping.” Dan muttered. He glanced at Jake. “And shared an ice cream.” I giggled into my hand as Jake got up. Abby followed him and I went to sit next to Dan.

“so that’s where you disappeared to.” I said, putting my hand on his leg. Dan nodded. “It was kind of nice wasn’t it?”

“yeah.” Dan sighed. “I liked it more than I thought I would. Being a dad.” He leaned over towards me, leaning against me. “It felt like a bit of a practice run for nine months from now. Well…eighteen years from now. Give or take.” I smiled at him as he laid his head on my shoulder. I kissed the top of his head as I hugged his arm.

“yeah.” I agreed. “And you know what?” He looked up at me. “You’re gonna be a great dad. And our little one is insanely lucky to have you.”

[paintpanic]

Long-term warning message.

[0livdocx]

Pride month has ended but it doesn’t stop me from making a rainbow out of the tos crew

[veronicaneptunes]

A long time ago, we used to be friends... The Veronica Mars pilot aired 20 years ago today- on the 22nd of September, 2004.

[sin-scribbles]

get some rest ya old coots!!!!!

[coca-colas-truck-driver]

john didnt know what to do when he saw dean dote on sammy the way mary had done to dean before she’d died. the way dean always held him, brushed tears off sam’s chubby cheeks, insisted on dressing him up even when john would offer to so dean could sleep some more. he’d hoped it was just a childish fascination, something dean would grow bored of; grow out of.

instead it got worse with age, especially when sam learned to talk and walk. his vocabulary almost only consisting of “dee”’s and basic phrases. making grabby hands in whatever direction dean is in every time dean would have to set him down for even a second. it was a damn near miracle john was able to separate them when it came time for school.

sam was never a crier, just a sniffler. he’d spend hours rubbing the snot off his little nose and chin, his face practically bright pink from the emotions he didnt know how to handle while his fists sat balled up in his lap. sam would just wait, far too patient for a two year old, not even bothering to touch his toys. john tried to fill in when he was there, to fill as much of the six year old’s shoes as he could manage. it didnt do much, sam’s mood only worsening as the week went on.

luckily four seemed to be a turning point, the small child no longer a toddler and able to understand the concept of dean not being able to spend every second of every single day with him. john thought it would’ve gotten better after that, that sam would separate himself from dean some.

john hoped that sam going to kindergarten and meeting other kids could possibly help, too, but by the time sam was five, all he wanted was to be dean. every time he saw the kids, it’d look as if they were trying to crawl into each other’s skin. john would get back from a hunt to see them watching cartoons on the couch, dean holding sammy close with his hands shoved under his baby brother’s shirt while sam’s face was nuzzled against the juncture of dean’s neck. it shocked him more than anything he’d ever seen on a hunt before, anything he’d seen in the army. neither asleep, just quietly breathing in what was practically each other’s air in a position that was too close to be just anything. john walked behind the couch, ruffling dean’s hair to ask if they’d eaten yet. dean had made the two of them something already, and john had left them alone again quickly after to go out to a bar. maybe call bobby.

[blaithnne]

Johanna would kill them, but she sees them up to nonsense like this at least once per day and is no longer phased.

[fatedroses]

Some body type references and notes I wanted to make, especially before I redraw some of my old pieces (plus, a bit of him as an adventurer having a crisis of a realization), and also just personally how I HC the change between stormblood to now based on some in game refs I've been looking at.

[pharawee]

Vee will help Grandma.

[sbd-laytall]

The true energy of a teenager teaching slang to their grandpa.

Robin II: Joker's Wild (1991) #1

[multifandom-nerds-blog]

I'm rewatching Trollhunters in the background right now, and the disfunctional mother son relationship between Jim and his mom is making me crazy.

Like, he's taking care of the household and his mother for years as a teenager and before probably. She is sometimes giving half hearted comments about him not having to do so much, but very obviously she's not gonna make him stop do all the cooking and cleaning. Y'know. Both because they've been living like this for years, and because it's obviously also very comfortable to have someone do all the house work.

Then Strickler comes into the picture, and if we ignore the whole Troll and changeling side of the story, Barabara gets very offended cause Jim doesn't want her to meet him privately. Again, ignoring the whole magic and trolls stuff, STRICKLER IS JIMS TEACHER. If Jim hadn't figured out that Strickler was a changeling he probably wouldn't have a problem with it, but the fact that he does, no matter the reason, should be enough for Barbara to put a stop to the relationship. Her child is clearly uncomfortable with her seeing/dating that guy, for whatever reason, and even clearly vocalized it. But she doesn't care about, or rather, she tells Jim that she "wouldn't expect something like that" from him. Obviously not, cause she may see him like her child/teenager he is, BUT DOESN'T TREAT HIM LIKE ONE.

And then Jim, unknowingly to Barbara, becomes the Trollhunter, and his behavior changes. He's suddenly doing reckless stuff, sneaking out, getting bruises, landing in detention and even at the police station, barely avoiding a police report. What does she do? Asking him what's going on? If everything's alright at school? If he has any other problems? Maybe trying to lower his workload around the house, which again, he's doing most of that as a teenager and longer probably.

Nah. She doesn't do anything until he lands in the hospital. Except for again, dismissing him rather negatively at the one topic he's openly expressing any negative opinions about (Strickler). And after he lands in the hospital she now starts not asking questions, but demanding answers. Demanding answers from a teenager in a difficult situation who is also now acting much more like a teenager than he ever did before, from her point of view at least. Except she obviously doesn't know how to deal with a teenager, cause she has never had to raise or live with a teenager. She instead lived with a child pretending to be an adult for years, that was partly much more of an adult than she was, who did way to much work even before Jim became the Trollhunter. So she throws punishments at him and grounds him, but does he listen?

No. Cause why should he? Not only is he dealing with things much more important than being grounded, yknow, saving the world, he's trying to protect her from the sheer knowledge of the supernatural and physically protecting her from getting harmed. And again, for the majority of the time since his dad left he pretended to be an adult. He was and is the main adult in the household, dealing with important things she doesn't even know about.

The only one's treating Jim like a teenager are teachers, other children and Blinky and Aaargh sort of when they're not in the middle of Troll business. Strickler, in the first episodes where Jim doesn't know about his true identity, is much more of a parental figure to Jim (also after his redemption later on tbh) than his mother.

In summary: Barbara is treating her son like an adult, almost like a partner, instead of a child/teenager. And when that isn't possible anymore she doesn't know how to properly treat him. She also doesn't really care that her son is uncomfortable with her being around Strickler, or Strickler in general. And it takes Blinky telling her (when Jim is 16) that Jim might be affected by his father leaving when he was five years old.

Jim meanwhile is treating his mother more like a child/teenager instead of the adult and MOTHER that she is. Seeing her as his responsibility. Cooking for her. Cleaning for her. Telling her to rest and take breaks.

They obviously love each other other. And their relationship might not be toxic, but it's very much disfunctional. In a way that is mostly negative for Jim.

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @stark-ironman, @plush4bunny

chapter 40

warnings: swearing, pregnant reader, garbage strike, slight spoilers for season 3 episode 3

I sighed as I closed the window, putting my hand to my mouth. Dan looked up from the paper and frowned, holding his hand out to me. I took it and let him pull me into his lap. I buried my face in his neck and sighed happily as the smell of his cologne filled my nose.

“the smell getting to you?” He asked as he rubbed my back. I nodded as I happily breathed in his scent. “But clearly not my cologne.” He teased as I shuffled closer to him.

“shut up dan.” I yawned. “Give it a week. That’ll revolt me too.”

“I hope not.” Dan said as he wrapped his arms tighter around me. “I quite like the way you bury your face in my shoulder.” I smiled against his neck as I closed my eyes. “What do you say about getting out of here until the strike is over?”

“that honestly sounds kind of nice.” I breathed out. Dan put his hand on my stomach and rubbed his thumb back and forth. “The smell would probably get to me anyway but since I got pregnant…everything is so much more intense.”

“Understandable.” Dan soothed. “Coney Island should be far enough. You can nap on the way there. We could have fun. And then get a hotel room.” I hummed in agreement. “Who knows how long this strike will last. We might as well.”

“you want to call Abby or should I?” I asked, voice quiet. Dan stood up before ushering me into the bedroom.

"You go pack. I'll call." He said, pressing a kiss to my head. I nodded before pulling out what we needed for the rest of the week. Coney Island wasn't that far a drive if we really needed to come back for something. I headed back into the kitchen as Dan hung up. "We're all set. She hopes you feel better soon and that the fresh air will help. When all this is over, I'm supposed to get a message from her or Wyatt." I smiled at him as he came over. Taking the bags from me, Dan leaned down to kiss me. "Now let's get out of here." I smiled at him as we headed down to the car.

"I can't wait to be able to roll the window and not feel like I'm going to be sick." I sighed as I leaned my head against the window as Dan pulled out of the spot. "Not just today. I mean in general." Dan put his hand on my thigh and squeezed gently.

"I know." He said softly. "If there was some way I could help more..." He sighed as we started the drive.

"I know." I said, putting my hand over his and squeezing before interlacing our fingers. Dan smiled as he glanced over at me. "And I appreciate it. Honestly." He squeezed my hand as we got on the expressway.

“go ahead and sleep sweetheart.” He said, letting go of my hand to turn down the radio. “I’ll wake you up when we get there.” I nodded, grabbing his hand back before closing my eyes.

“sweetheart is a new one.” I murmured. “I like it.” I drifted off to the sound of dans chuckle and whatever classic rock station he had playing. When I woke up again, it was dark outside and I was laying on a hotel bed. Rubbing my eyes, I sat up and searched for Dan. I turned on the lamp and frowned when I didn’t see him. I couldn’t hear the shower either. I grabbed my phone and called him. “Dan?” I asked when he picked up.

“hey! You’re up. I was just going to get us some food and maybe see if there was anything for us to do tonight.” Dan said. I sighed and rubbed my stomach.

“oh. Ok good. And remember I’m not eating…” I started.

“not eating potatoes, chips, fries or otherwise. Or drinking tea. I found a little conscience store place that had fruit so I grabbed some of that. No bananas though. I remember the last time. And I also grabbed a package of chocolate chip cookies since you have been craving them for a while now.” Dan finished. “(Y/N), I’ve got it. I’m doing better at this than either one of us thought I would. Just let me finish checking out and I’ll be back soon.” I laughed and nodded.

“right. See you soon.” I said.

“(Y/N)?” Dan said before I could hang up. I hummed in response as I laid back down. “I love you.” Smiling at the ceiling, I let my hand rest over my stomach.

“I love you too.” I said before dan hung up. I closed my eyes again. I hummed when Dan kissed me, waking me up for the second time. “Hey.” I mumbled when he pulled away. Dan smiled at me as he sat back up.

“hey.” He said, rubbing my arm. “You must be really tired.” I nodded as I sat up slowly. “I got the food. Maybe we can eat and then go check out the boardwalk.” I nodded as I tucked my legs under me. “But first.” I gently tugged Dan close and kissed him again. He hummed happily as his hands caged me in on the bed. I pulled away, breathing a little heavily as I cupped his cheeks and leaned my forehead against his.

“been all day without doing that huh?” He said, eyes shining with barely contained laughter. I nodded as Dan smiled at me. “Missed it?” I nodded again, laughing quietly. “Me too.”

“how about we change our plans and stay in tonight?” I said, sliding my hand over dans chest. “Have a little fun of our own?” Dan chuckled as he kissed me again.

“Took the words right out of my mouth.” He said, gently pushing me back on the bed as he chased my lips.

[sunderwight]

Thinking about Lan Qiren being online and I'm pretty sure that he would fall for the Smooth Sharks Fallacy like every single time.

People would try and explain it to him and it wouldn't matter. He would still keep trying to bring academic articles into pie fights.

[yardsards]

the thing about labru vs kabumisu is that both of them have the same core appeal to me, specifically from kabru's side of things: kabru being someone who is constantly agonizing about social rules and putting on the right mask, and meeting this Weird Fucking Guy who does not (cannot) care about all those things, and so kabru slowly allows himself to be more genuine. they're both such good relationships (whether you view them romantically or platonically), why must there be so much hostility between enjoyers of these ships?

[veinsfullofstars]

💥 Of mice and mischief! 💥

(ID: More Kirby series fanart of Shadow Kirby interacting with Squeakers, with a guest cameo by Dark Meta Knight. Top left - SK clad in the Bomb hat and his Kirby Fighters black-and-purple coloration, dashing by alongside a green Squeaker, both of them carrying lit bombs and laughing with eager mischief. Top right - SK being hurriedly carried off by a group of excited Squeakers, his eyes wide in surprise and little arms thrown back from the speed. Bottom - DMK standing stiffly as a gaggle of curious Squeakers huddles around and even climbs onto him, his fists clenched and his wings slightly curled, his mask tilted down and and hiding his eyes in the shadow of the visor, red lines of irritation zigzagging off of him. To our left, a word bubble sporting Daroach’s top hat reads, “Aww, they like ya! Ain’t that precious? Quick, Spinni, get the camera!” END ID.)

Part 1 | Part 2 (you’re here!) | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Compilation

Sketch started btw 12/23 - 05/24, render started 05/21/24, finished 05/23/24, updated for color correction 11/02/24.

[todayisafridaynight]