#old enough series

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

chapter 41

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

warnings: swearing, pregnant reader, past homophobia and transphobia from Dan

AN: since the last few episodes haven’t sparked any ideas, here’s one from a rewatch

Dan and I had returned to work a few weeks later, glad to be rid of the smell. We had to come back into the city anyway for another mandatory check up. Carrying the new ultrasound print out, I headed towards Abby’s chambers. I smiled as she ushered me in.

“hey.” I said, handing her the print out. “Brought you the new one.”

“Thanks!” She said. “Oddly enough, I do feel like this is my sibling. The way Dan and I go at it sometimes.” I nodded as I sat down. “So glad to be back in the city?”

“a bit.” I shrugged. “I mean like Dan says, Brooklyn always felt a bit like an escape room.” Abby laughed and shook her head.

“Of course he would.” She said. “Any thought about what you want?”

“don’t tell Dan but I think he’d be an amazing girl dad.” I said softly, rubbing my stomach. “He doesn’t care of course. Long as it’s healthy. And I agree. But deep down, I want him to have a little girl of his own.” Abby smiled at me before Julianne came in.

“Oh. I’m sorry.” She said, glancing at the two of us. “Am i interrupting something?” I shook my head as I got up.

“no not at all.” I said, smiling at her. “I was just leaving.” I waved her protests off as I headed towards the cafeteria.

“(Y/N)!” Dan called, making me turn with a smile. He came over and kissed me softly before looping my arm through his. “I take it she liked it.” I nodded.

“I think she’s already fitting right in to the role of a big sister.” I said as I laid my head on his arm. Dan hummed before pressing a kiss to my head.

“Dan?” I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked up at him. “Dan fielding?”

“Charlene?” Dan asked, turning around and looking at the woman walking towards us. He broke into a smile and walked over to hug her. “It’s been years. Holy shit you look good.” He held her at arms length as he looked her over.

“look at you!” Charlene laughed. “A beard. Really?” Dan rolled his eyes as he wrapped an arm around her to walk her over to me. “It doesn’t suit you at all.”

“say what you want but my spouse likes it.” Dan winked at me and I felt my face heat up before I looked away. “(Y/N), this is my friend from college. Charlene.” I took her offered hand and smiled at her.

“You must have really had a hard time with this one.” I said, watching as Charlene gave Dan a knowing look.

“I’ll say. I could barely keep up with him.” Charlene teased. Dan turned red and rubbed the back of his neck.

“don’t. They’ll get the wrong idea.” Dan said, playfully glaring at Charlene.

“what? It’s true.” She said, putting her hand on his arm.

“Charlene. Im serious. They don’t know.” Dan groaned. I fixed him with a look.

“don’t know what?” I asked, raising an eyebrow at him. Dan ran a hand down his face.

“just tell them would you?” He muttered, glancing at Charlene. “I say it I’m gonna come across as an asshole.”

“oh but you were.” Charlene said, smiling at him. Dan fixed her with a look. “Ok fine. Back in the 80s I had a sex change. He’s still a little bitchy about it sometimes.” Charlene gave Dan a look. “Like now.”

“you’re transgender.” I breathed out, all tension leaving my boy. “You…for fucks sake reinhold!” I smacked his arm and Dan pouted as he rubbed his arm. “Oh be quiet.” He rolled his eyes as he wrapped an arm around me.

“Oh you picked someone who could put up with you and your shit! Finally!” Charlene laughed. Dan smirked.

“second times the charm right?” Dan asked. Charlene looked at him.

“second?” She asked. Dan nodded.

“my first wife died.” Dan said, glancing away for a moment. “I got dragged back here and ever since then…” he shrugged and looked down at me. “This one has me wrapped around their finger.” I snuggled into his side with a smile.

“No I don’t.” I said, mouthing ‘yes I do’ to Charlene who laughed. “Why don’t we head to your office and continue this there?” Dan nodded and held his arm out for Charlene.

“so you two clearly met here.” Charlene said as we walked. “How did it happen though?” Dan chuckled awkwardly.

“well i had a crush on him. Pretty much everyone found out.” I said, hugging Dan to me a little tighter. “We ended up at his apartment one and night.” I glanced up at him as my cheeks heated up.

“one thing led to another.” Dan laughed, rubbing my arm. “And we ended up dating.”

“he had a heart attack and we moved in together.” I said. Charlene stopped right outside dans office.

“you what?!” She cried. “And you didn’t call me to tell me?”

“hey I didn’t think you wanted to know after last time I called you.” Dan said.

“you called days after my husbands funeral and wanted to go out trolling for dates!” Charlene exclaimed. I smacked his arm and Dan sighed.

“ok. And I apologized for that.” Dan said. Charlene nodded, still glaring at him. “But I didn’t think you wanted to hear from me. Even for that.” Charlene ran a hand down her face.

“Dan, you’re an idiot.” She said. Dan shrugged.

“so I’ve been told.” He said. I rolled my eyes as we filed into his office. Dan pulled me down on the couch while Charlene took one of the desk chairs. “I became a judge in New Orleans. We got married. Then came back up here.” Dan leaned his head against mine with a smile.

“and I’m pregnant.” I said as Dan kissed my cheek.

“Dan fielding. About to become a dad.” Charlene said, shaking her head. “I don’t know whether to congratulate you or feel sorry for this kid.”

“hey I’ve been working on all that.” Dan shot back. “And I think, finally, I’m ready for it.”

“I hope you are Dan.” Charlene said, leaning back in her chair. “I hope you are.” I smiled at him before laying my head on his shoulder, drifting off as the two of them caught up. By the time I woke up, Charlene had left.

[paintpanic]

Long-term warning message.

[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

[anxiousapplepie]

huh. is there a reason that T!Odile would be in the loops for so long?

No special reason! but you gotta admit if Odile was stuck in a timeloop she'd be very thorough and wouldn't give up perusing something until it's logical (and illogical) end! Even if she knew how to get out, would she do it right away? Wouldn't she procrastinate a little, just to take advantage of the situation even if it drove her to insanity? >:3c

[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]

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.”

[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.

[samtastical-shitposts]

dropping a quick re-draw of my matching tshirts imp and skizz doodle.... this post below!!!

felt the need to do as i have drawn much more impulse since then and made his design cooler... (also used digital programs a tad more) lo and Behold!!!!