#pregnancy: sheila

[bagesims]

Every afternoon, Amy and Sheila drink tea together in silence

[dragon-fly34]

Hey! I really wanted to do a King Boo/Hellen Gravely comic, but I'm doing a Bowser/Sheila gacha series on my YouTube channel, so I did a Bollen and a Bowselia together!

Então se você se interessar pela história, leia! Ou se não tiver vontade, venha para a página!

For you @marioandsonicfangirl793-art

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”One beautiful night in the Darklands, everything was fine, the prince Bowser Junior and his 7 brothers were all sleeping, meanwhile his father was in a restaurant with his girlfriend having dinner with his best friend King Boo and his girlfriend Hellen Gravely.

It was Sheila's idea to invite King Boo and Hellen on a date, normally she and Bowser would sometimes go out alone, but she really wanted to invite her friend and her girlfriend.

Exactly Hellen was one of Sheila's first friends, the two remember very well how they met, King boo and Hellen were in Bowser's castle, both kings were talking, the girl saw Sheila in one of the castle's gardens, right away Sheila was scared of Hellen but after a few conversations, the two soon became great friends, and that was actually good, as both of her boyfriends were best friends.

After ordering the food, both couples were quiet until Sheila started talking.

“So Hellen, how did you meet King boo?"

“Oh! It's a long story!" The ghost woman takes a sip of her water "As you already know, I was a big fan of King Boo for his work, then one day we met and we soon had a great plan"

“I thought King Boo came to you" Interrupted Bowser

“But it wasn't my dear Koopa" Said the king, drinking his water"

"Then he went to ask me for help to capture Luigi and his friends. A few days before we talked about the plan, I showed him my hotel, so we soon had some conversations. As time went by, we got closer together and formed a great duo, then King Boo asked me out and declared himself to me, so we became lovers" say Hellen

"So cute!" Shouted Sheila "And how are you two's relationship?"

"Well at first I was scared that King Boo would see me without makeup, until one day he caught me without makeup, I was really scared and I covered my face really scared, but he gently lowered my arms and said I looked pretty and I cried with love because of it, besides, one day he asked me if I could put makeup on him, I thought it was really cool and after about an hour he looked really pretty"

At this time King Boo started to blush and covered his face, at this time Bowser and Hellen laughed

"Well, what about you, Bowser and Sheila, what do you like to do together? What do you think is the cutest thing that Bowser did?" asked Hellen

"Our friend, now that you've said it there are so many things, but I think my favorites were when we met for the first time and he helped me rediscover my father, I also like that he's a great father, not just for Junior, but for the koopalings and he is a great king for his people, besides, sometimes when Bowser is near me, his tail wags and it's very cute" said Sheila forming a big smile

"You didn't need to tell them that, love!" Shouted Bowser blushing

"But she said Bowser" said King boo being sarcastic

"Nobody asked you anything either King boo!" Shouted Bowser "Wasn't it you who was blushing because of your girlfriend?!"

"But" said Sheila winking at Hellen "We both have a question for you two"

"Say Sheila"

"Me and Hellen are your queens Bowser and King boo?"

At that same time Bowser and King blushed and covered their faces, Sheila and Hellen laughed, they really were cute!

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Thank you for reading the fanfic!

[pupperish]

My basis on believing any hxh theory is how funny it is.

[kumkaniudaku]

White Lies

Summary: Terry and Patrice work together to a little white lie.

Pairing: Terry Richmond x Black!OC

Word Count: 4,521

Warnings: Mentions of Pregnancy

Recommended Reading: Caught, Me and Your Mama

MASTERLIST

Something was…off. 

From the moment Patrice and Terry stepped into Marvin and Diedra's freshly renovated two-story home, which was primped and primed with all the luxury finishes one could ask for, Patrice could sense that their carefully crafted plan was in jeopardy. 

Terry's father was far too cheery. Diedra was always high energy, often smiling and hugging to celebrate a cloudless sky or the fresh sprouts of garlic cloves in her window sill garden, but Marvin was more even-keeled. In her teenage years, Patrice often questioned whether he liked her because of the lack of meaningful communication with her until she became a legal Richmond when he acknowledged her as something other than "the Ellis girl" at their wedding reception. In reality, Marvin carried immense respect for his daughter-in-love and regularly sang her praises in private despite carrying an exterior that felt more like casual indifference than familial affection. 

That's how Patrice knew their surprise announcement had been compromised. When Marvin greeted her with a hug so tight around her shoulders that she felt the bone pop from the pressure, her intuition perked up, sending red alerts to every corner of her brain. Still, Patrice kept quiet. No need to throw accusations when she couldn't prove her suspicion. 

Terry knew something was up when Rosalyn called him out of the blue to reiterate that she was excited to see them for dinner an hour before they arrived to share a feast from their collective favorite local soul food spot. Rosalyn rarely called him. If she needed to speak to Terry, she called Patrice and relayed a message through her daughter. If the situation was urgent, she'd send a text as a last-ditch effort. While he loved his mother-in-law dearly, finding himself in a 15-minute conversation about the weather felt strange. He hung up with the nagging feeling she knew more than what she was letting on. But he buried the thought to keep Patrice stress-free and excited about revealing their news to the grandparents-to-be. 

In the dining room, with an Aretha Franklin CD playing softly from Marvin's old standing radio system, the Ellis-Richmond clan conversed around a decorated maplewood dining table featuring all of their favorite Sunday dinner staples. They passed around Diedra's expensive glass bowls full of potato salad and pristine china platters of baked chicken between discussions of matters equally important and frivolous in nature. How was your vacation? Did you hear what so-and-so said about such-and-such? Your cousin is having a baby. Isn't that great?

That revelation made Terry pause as he spooned collard greens into his mouth. He chewed quickly to expedite a response to his mother. "Sure. Gerald has had a lot of kids, though, Mama. Ain't this number five?" 

Five that they knew of at least. 

"I know," Diedra sang after a sip of lemonade, a smile fighting its way past the neutral expression she'd been trying and miserably failing to maintain. "But a baby is a blessing every time. Especially when you're a grandparent getting to love on all those little ones. Sheila calls just to brag about them babies every weekend." 

Patrice rolled her eyes internally when Rosalyn added her two cents as if she didn't already know how her daughter felt about having a child one day. 

The older woman adjusted her black-rimmed glasses on her nose and hummed to signal her agreeance. "You know you get to treat your grandbabies different. Get 'em all hyped up on sugar and toys so they can go back home and be out of your hair until next time." 

"That's exactly what I plan on doin'," Leon laughed, the sound booming throughout the room. "Have fun with Pop-Pop, then go right on back to your mama 'nem." 

Terry tried to ease the annoyance emanating from Patrice's bouncing leg with a short chuckle and a soothing rub on her denim-covered knee under the table until she slowed to a halt. "If this is y'all's way of asking when we'll have children, I feel like I gotta remind everybody we just got married. Can't we enjoy some time alone for a little while? We haven't really dated, you know." 

"And I have shared my very detailed five year plan for us, which does not include trying for a baby until year three. Please, let's not rush my well-thought-out process, people!" 

Part of what Patrice said was true. Her laptop had a detailed five-year plan tucked neatly inside a folder labeled "Crack In Case I Marry That Man." She shared it with her mother a few weeks before Terry's surprise proposal, and there was a multi-page section on when and how they'd prep for parenthood after exactly three years of marriage. It was all there in 12-point Times New Roman and adequately disseminated to all interested parties to reference when the timeline called for them to reconvene. 

The lie was that they were still following said plan to the letter. 

Their parents exchanged knowing looks they assumed their children wouldn't understand. Terry and Patrice let them live in their bubble without calling attention to the many side eyes and allusions to pregnancy by frequently changing the subject but always ending right back at the starting line. 

Forks scraping against bright white porcelain signaled the end of their main course, just as an attempt to steer the conversation toward sports proved successful. 

Marvin waived his arms in a spirited attempt to direct Terry and Leon's attention toward an invisible clipboard of surefire inbounds plays for the Charlotte Hornets after another regular season loss. "See, this is why they didn't win the other day. The damn coach don't know what he doin'," he rambled without interruption. "Why the hell is Bridges inboundin' the ball with five seconds left? He oughta be in the paint waiting for the lob!" 

"Probably a decoy, Pop. Get 'em to inbound, then he cuts to the basket. They just botched the play because they're a bad team. Which you know. I'm not sure why you keep devoting your time to them." 

Marvin scoffed, miffed by the insinuation that his perpetually bottom-of-the-barrel team was ill-equipped to win. "Boy, I used to take you to Hornets games all the time." 

"I know. And they were bad then. Why do you think the tickets were so cheap," Terry laughed.

Terry's father shooed him away with a grin that slowly turned into a laugh, joining the small chorus around the room. "Yeah, well, at least they're exciting and bad this go 'round," Marvin countered before leaning back in his chair, full from the feast. "Better to watch LaMelo Ball get 50 in a blowout than sit through 48 minutes of Keith Bogans." 

"Hey, now. I had a Keith Bogans jersey!" 

"Because it was cheap," Marvin winked. 

More laughter filled the room, easily replacing the awkward tension marring their earlier interactions. Dinner was supposed to be fun and light-hearted to usher in big news for the year ahead. If conversations about the bleak future of their shared NBA team could offer a distraction, Terry and Patrice would watch every 40-point loss with glee.

Patrice cleaned the corners of her mouth and tossed her napkin on top of her clean plate in surrender to the indulgent meal. "I think some of my students are gonna sing Lift Every Voice at a game during Black History Month. We could go as a family. It'd be our first little mixed outing."

"You sure you'll feel up to it?" 

Chatter stopped. Terry swore he heard Aretha gasp before the final track faded into silence. The air in the room felt stagnant as if it were also holding its breath in anticipation of the fallout. Patrice blinked twice as her head tilted to one side in the confused look she sported right before she picked her victim apart for answers. It was the calm before an ugly storm.

Rosalyn wished she could've put the words back in her mouth and swallowed them whole so they'd never come forth again. The question was meant for her internal dialogue and a side conversation with her good friend and gossip partner, not the group discussion. 

She waited with the rest of the crew, breath drawn into tight lungs, praying that her daughter hadn't caught her innuendo. 

Patrice smiled a tight-lipped smile, the expression looking more like a grimace than an indicator of true happiness. "Why wouldn't I be up to it?" 

"Somethin' goin' on that day, Mrs. Ros?" When Terry said his vows, the part left in the margins was the commitment to join his wife in conflict, even if his parents were on the other side. They'd sort through the details later. And, honestly, he enjoyed a sprinkling of mess every once in a while.

Rosalyn released a cool titter to erase the lines creasing her forehead in worry. "I figured it'd be in the middle of the week. You know how P gets about her babies." Another slip to make Patrice's ears perk in curiosity. Leon wiped a large palm across his face to muffle a quiet groan. Diedra pretended to pick at sweet potatoes she had no intention to eat. Marvin nearly choked on a heavy gulp of water he didn't need. Rosalyn tripped over her words to clear up her mistake again. "She loves her students! Whew, is it warm in here, or am I having one of my personal summers?" 

"It is a little warm. Must be that oven," Diedra rushed to confirm. "Mo, can you turn the oven off? I'm sure the cobbler is done by now." 

"Leon and Ros, y'all ain't had my peach cobbler yet. Make sure you loosen up your belts and make some room by the time I get back." Marvin's deep baritone reverberating in uneasy laughter did little to lighten the mood. Everyone was in deep shit. 

An unholy mishmash of utensils clanging and plates stacking interrupted Leon's response as Patrice scrambled to collect dishes before Marvin could push away from the table. "We'll grab it!" she blurted while tugging Terry to his feet hard enough to make him force down a cube of ice he wasn't ready to swallow. "Come on, TJ. I need your help." 

"Shit," Terry hissed, rubbing his aching throat. "I'm comin', girl. Slow down."

Curses and grumbles about being far too rough with a pinch to the underside of his upper arm followed Terry and Patrice out of the dining room and into the sweltering kitchen across the narrow hallway. 

Patrice chucked spoons and forks into the dirty side of Dee Dee's farmhouse sink before reaching the counter and gripping for dear life with both hands, her arms shaking in rapidly rising fury.

"Rinse the dishes with me and turn your back," Patrice instructed the moment they were safely out of earshot. She waited impatiently for Terry to drag his feet toward the kitchen sink, already exhausted and ready to rip the bandaid off the whole ordeal if it meant he could get back home enough time to fall asleep on the couch with Troy Aikman commentating in the background. 

He sighed like he'd worked a full day's shift and reluctantly placed one of his mother's fancy ramekins under a steady stream of warm water. 

After Terry's long, lip-flapping huff, he and Patrice spoke at the same time. "They know." 

The pressing, the slips of the tongue, the looks across the table like there was a joke Terry and Patrice weren't in on – they knew. But when? And for how long? 

"Did you tell your sisters?" 

"No, I didn't tell my sisters. I know how to keep a secret." Terry answered, taking exception to the insinuation that he would be the one to blab despite their ironclad pact. 

Patrice kissed her teeth. "Oh, whatever. I asked you not to tell Robert Mitchell what I said about the senior formal, and not only did you tell, you punched him in the mouth!" 

"I did not tell him what you said. I punched him in the mouth first, then went to class. No words were exchanged." 

"You are a liar, Terrence James, but that is not the point." Patrice whisper-yelled as laughter swelled from the other room. "Think. Have your parents said anything weird since we got back?" 

Terry directed his eyes to the ceiling to rewind through the previous two weeks but came up empty save for an insignificant conversation the morning they got in from D.C. "My mom did ask if you felt okay. Something about not being able to smell like you used to." 

"I never told her that. The only person who knew I was having trouble with certain smells was –" 

"Your mom. When she called on Christmas Eve." 

Like the missing piece to a puzzle, an innocuous conversation unlocked the key to their Scooby-Doo mystery. The mention of cinnamon and its all-out assault on Patrice's senses must've been the first domino to fall. That's why her mother rushed off the phone when they'd typically spend no less than an additional 15 minutes pretending to hang up while sparking insignificant nuggets of conversation until someone broke the seal. That's why Terry received a call from his mother asking if Patrice was feeling sick. And that's why, despite supposedly being entirely in the dark about the reason for their first-ever Sunday dinner as a family, none of the older adults in the room could stop themselves from talking about babies and parenting. 

As the realization that their surprise was ruined long before it could take shape, fresh, hot tears began to cascade down Patrice's cheeks. Terry sprang into action, shutting off the water to softly catch the evidence of his wife's inner turmoil on his index finger's knuckle. "It's alright, baby. Come here." 

Faint cries joined shaking shoulders as Terry pulled Patrice into his chest by her elbow before peppering kisses at her crown. Her arms encircled his waist, squeezing tight while he ran his hands up and down the back of her oversized sweatshirt to soothe her second emotional outburst of the day. "Talk to me. What's the matter?" 

"It's all fucked up," Patrice heaved before muffling a short sob against Terry's body. "I want to go home. Fuck today! I don't care anymore!"

Assuming the role of reliable comforter didn't deter Terry from smiling down at Patrice with a plan that made his eyes twinkle like an excited child. "That's no fun, sailor," he cooed into her hairline before a quick kiss. "I planned to make this worthwhile, and I need those acting skills I love so much." 

"What's the plan?" Patrice sniffed as she looked up at her knight in shining armor to wait for his day-saving plan.

"Terrence James is a liar, remember?" Embers of mischief animated thick eyebrows wiggling on Terry's forehead, leaving Patrice silently begging for more context. He kissed her nose and held his lips in place to keep their plan confined to their bubble of solitude. "We're gonna lie, and I need you to follow my lead."

"You have to tell me something! Don't leave me in the dark."

Clamoring in the other room snapped their attention toward their parents, who were still waiting for the sweet treat they'd been promised. 

"What's goin' on in there?" 

"My sugar dropping, now! Stop all that kissin' and bring the cobbler before I pass out." 

"And make sure you wash your hands!" 

Minutes were dwindling into precious seconds, which required more spooning cold ice cream on top of warm dessert neatly packed into bowls for a room full of antsy elders. 

Terry quickly started an assembly line, with Patrice falling in line but still pressing for answers. He carefully pulled vanilla ice cream from the ice box, procured his Mama's good scoop, and hummed while he worked like the world around him hadn't capsized into chaos. That didn't stop Patrice from pestering him incessantly until he turned to briefly kiss her forehead in the process of preparing worthwhile servings. 

"Have I ever steered you wrong?" When she opened her mouth for a rebuttal, Terry cut her off with a rough finger on her pouty lips. "Don't answer that. What I'm saying is trust me. I got the three of us at all times. What I need from you, gorgeous, is to give me that winning smile, put some sweetness in your voice, and…" Terry held his final word as he plopped hefty round dollops of sweet vanilla ice cream onto three servings of cobbler then carefully balanced them on a serving tray with the needed utensils. "Follow my lead." 

"How will I know what to say, Terry?" 

Terry tapped her nose and gently pushed her toward the room's threshold before gathering three additional bowls in his hands. He winked as he walked past her. "Takes a liar to know a liar. Come on."

Patrice didn't refer to her truth stretching as lying. She preferred to view it as world-building, taking a page from her lesson plans to explore weaving exciting narratives together for entertainment's sake. And, sure, she was the only one who would derive any pleasure from falling into her elaborate storytelling, but so what? Plus, that part of her life was long gone. She was rusty, unprepared, and dreaded having to be the supporting actress to a leading man she hadn't seen in action since they were teenagers. 

A deep exhale helped Patrice's still racing thoughts and put on a believably happy face in enough time to shuffle behind Terry into the dining room. 

"Who wants cobbler?" Her chirping sounded too eager for someone who was shaking from rage moments earlier, but she was committed to the bit. It was too late to turn back. 

Various answers in the affirmative provided enough of a distraction for Terry to shoot Patrice a warning look. Calm down. His eyes said it all, and Patrice didn't need a second eyebrow raise to get the memo. 

They took their seats side by side, allowing their parents a few moments of unwitting happiness before Terry began his charade. 

"So…we have some news. We thought about calling on New Year's Eve but figured this was something better shared in person." Like children anticipating the arrival of Santa Claus by Christmas morning, Terry and Patrice's parents practically jumped from their seats to hear what they already knew. Chairs scraped against the polished hardwood to get closer to the table. Eating stopped. Bodies leaned forward in suspense. Terry had their attention in the palm of his hand left hand while he placed the palm of his right hand on Patrice's thigh to keep up the facade. 

"We're…moving." 

The words didn't quite register to anyone but Patrice as she sat there fighting to keep her eyes from squinting in uncontrollable laughter. Moving? Of all things, moving was Terry's grand plan to catch their parents off guard. But, as she watched the light of expectation slowly turn into confusion, she made a mental note to give her man his props. He'd successfully thrown a cartoonishly large wrench into their assumptions. 

Diedra cleared her throat and smoothed a hand over her auburn pixie cut. "I'm sorry, James, can you say that again? You two are –" 

"Moving," Terry reiterated plainly. "When we were in DC, we talked about finally getting out of here and startin' somewhere fresh, right, baby?" 

Patrice chimed in. "I disagreed with Terrence at first, but he convinced me. How amazing would it be to explore a new city together? And the DMV is perfect. There's government work for him…" 

"And teaching work for P. We'd live in the suburbs, so y'all wouldn't have to deal with the city noise when you visit. It's perfect." 

If they were ever asked to rate their improv for the afternoon, both Terry and Patrice would mark their performance at a solid seven and a half. There was room for improvement, but, dammit, they were a worthwhile team. Terry gave Patrice an appreciative squeeze, and she expertly played the role of sweet, innocent wife by wrapping her arms around his bicep while they waited for the shock on Rosalyn's face to transition into the only version of happiness she could muster. 

Patrice watched her mother's lips purse in a tight smile until she found enough wherewithal to respond kindly. "That's great, but what's so wrong with Fayetville? Don't you two want to be around your Mama and daddy?" 

"Exactly," Marvin chimed in. "Why now? What's there that you can't get here?" 

Perfect. Terry couldn't have concocted a more perfect scheme if he was given weeks to prepare. The spontaneity of it all made for air so thick that he could've cut into it and served a slice alongside his daddy's famous cobbler. 

Terry looked over at Patrice to defer, preferring to let her flex her strongest muscle. She seamlessly took on both questions without faltering. "New opportunities," Patrice exclaimed as if the answer was as clear as a summer day. "Fayetteville has been good to us, but imagine how we'll grow together in a new city. We love y'all dearly, but it's time for us to spread our wings as a couple. You understand, right, Daddy?" 

"Not really, baby girl." Leon shook his head in silent disbelief as he wrung his hands together. "Can't say I'm ready for you to leave yet. Feels like I just got you back from A&T, and here you are all grown up and trying to leave again." 

Crestfallen silence blanketed the room. In all her years, Patrice had only seen her father look so forlorn one other time. They'd just finished unpacking her freshman dorm. Once the sobering realization that he was leaving his only daughter behind to tackle new horizons, sadness overtook him faster than he could wish it away. Patrice could see him reliving that afternoon and so many more as he pushed bits of crust and peach chunks around in his bowl for a distraction.

"We'll miss y'all," Terry answered, still holding on to the lie for a few moments longer, hoping his mother would cave to set up their grand finale. Diedra tried to remain cheerful in the face of heartbreaking news. 

She clasped her hands together and smiled wide. "Well, I think that is incredible news! You know, I have a realtor friend out there who is still selling houses. Let me go in my purse and grab her card. We'll get you two set up with a down payment, make sure we coordinate a moving plan and tour with you to make sure you're getting the best available, and oh, it'll be wonderful! Let me go and grab my purse!" 

Mission accomplished. DeeDee had cracked like an egg, still trying to contain the runny yolk of suppressed feelings while the remains ran through her fingers and made a mess. 

"Mama," Terry called out. The show was over. Curtail closed. Time for the big reveal. When Diedra didn't stop rambling, Terry dialed up the volume. "Mom!" Dee Dee stopped in her tracks. Terry released an easy chuckle. "Sit down. We have one more thing to tell you." 

"Oh, hell. No more bad news, boy. It better be something worth hearing." 

Marvin's exasperation drew stilted laughter from Terry, and then Patrice, who joined him with her eyes closed and tears leaking from the corners of her eyes. A shared, all-out cackle they couldn't contain any longer helped further confuse the four sets of eyes looking back at them. 

Patrice tried to calm down with a deep breath, but a look at Terry's smiling face sent her back to the top of her guffaw. "Oh my goodness! I can't breathe. Baby, help!" 

"I can't stop until you stop!" They tried again several times over, waiting for the other to calm down until they could force the truth out between giggles. Terry wiped at his waterline, then chuckled through an answer. "We're not moving, y'all. It's all a joke." 

Rosalyn blinked back her bewilderment. "I don't get it." 

"That's not the news. We had to get y'all back for thinking you could know that we're our business before we knew our business and then laugh without us. How rude!" 

"So it's true," Diedra questioned, eye beginning to buck with newfound hope. "Are you…"

Patrice nodded and leaned into an already beaming Terry. "It is. You're gonna be a grandma alongside that lady over there," she confirmed, pointing at Rosalyn. 

"And y'all are going to be granddads. Or Pop-Pops. Whichever you prefer." 

Terry's additional barely registered over the sounds of hands slapping together in excited hi-fives and high-pitched squeals full of the kind of love only a baby boomer with dreams of cradling children born from their children could exude. 

Leon raised his hands to give the Lord a high-spirited thanks once he saw Patrice's grainy sonogram, which made the news all the more real. A grandchild was on the way, and not from his knucklehead of a son like he'd imagined—not yet. 

Marvin rushed in and out of the room, returning with a black and Carolina blue onesie filling once empty hands. Terry looked on in shock. Where had his father been hiding that? 

Rosalyn and Diedra immediately jumped into visions of floral arrangements for a garden party baby shower and talked about how their children could avoid childcare costs with both nearing retirement. 

The youngest Richmond couple found themselves ushered out of chairs and forced into a group hug, surrounded by unconditional love and bubbling excitement to meet a person still developing lungs. 

Patrice struggled to speak against their embrace. "I take it y'all are excited." 

"Over the moon, little girl." Rosalyn gushed. "The babies are havin' a baby. You're all grown up! Congratulations!" 

Terry used a little wiggle room to return his mother-in-law's excitement with a rub against her arm. "Thank you, Ms. Ros. We appreciate y'a– ouch! Mom! Let go!" 

With her pointer finger and thumb, Diedra tugged and twisted a new spot on Terry's inner arm as punishment for his earlier antics. She let go with another harsh pull before smacking his arm for good measure. "You might be grown, but not that grown. Don't play with me, boy!" 

"And don't think I forgot about you, Patrice Nicole!" 

"Sorry, Mama. It was Terry's idea!" 

Though things were changing, some remained the same. No matter how much Terry and Patrice grew and prepared to take on the responsibility of ushering their own child through the world, Terry and Patrice would never escape their parent's love or discipline.

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Karen's Brother (Lip Gallagher X Male Reader)

Lip visits the Jackson household once again. After knocking on the door, he hears a voice allowing him to come in. As he enters the house, he sees Sheila in the kitchen, baking a cake.

“Hey, Lip. Karen is still out, but you can wait,” Sheila says kindly. “I made some cookies.”

“No, thanks.” Lip glances toward the stairs and around the living room. “How about Y/N?”

“Upstairs.”

“Thanks.” Lip takes the stairs to the next floor.

He peeks into Y/N’s room, only to find it empty. That’s when the blonde continues looking around the floor. He hears the sound of the shower behind the bathroom door. After a few seconds, Lip opens the door, noticing the shower curtain is drawn. Looking intrigued, he walks over to the shower and pulls the curtain open, revealing Karen’s younger brother showering.

Y/N turns around, spotting the fully dressed man. “Want to join?”

“Do you even need to ask?” Lip replies, beginning to take off his clothes.

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Lip and Y/N are sitting downstairs, watching TV while enjoying some drinks. From the kitchen, Sheila frequently glances toward them, finding it wholesome that they enjoy each other’s company. The Jackson family has had quite a bit of drama over the last year, with the death of the father, Sheila’s struggle with her fear of the outside world, Karen’s cheating, and her pregnancy. Sheila is glad her youngest child is staying out of the drama and hopes it stays that way. As she continues baking her cake, the home phone rings. Y/N stands up to answer it.

“Y/N Jackson.”

“Hey, I’ll be staying at Mark’s house tonight,” Karen says over the phone.

Y/N looks at his sister’s boyfriend. “What about Lip?”

“Just say I’m busy. Later.”

Y/N frowns as he realizes Karen has already hung up. He turns back to Sheila. “Karen is staying with one of her friends again.”

“Okay. That’s one less person for dinner.” she mutters to herself.

“How about take-out, Mom?” Y/N suggests. “We should save your cooking skills for when we’re all here.”

“Good idea!” Sheila smiles widely. “Let’s get something from McDonald’s. Lip, do you want to stay for dinner?”

Lip looks at both of them, but his focus is only on Y/N’s eyes. With a smirk on his face, Lip knows this is going to be a fun night if he stays. “I’ll stay.”

“Great. I’ll get some fries and burgers.” Sheila walks over to the table to grab her keys. Then, she heads to the coat rack for her coat. “Make sure the cake doesn’t burn, sweetie.”

“Will do, Mom.”

With a look of glee on her face, Sheila leaves the house, leaving the two boys alone. Y/N takes a moment to watch her leave through the window. Once she’s gone, Y/N returns to the couch, where Lip is clearly anticipating something.

“You want to fuck again?”

“Nah.” Y/N sits down next to him, putting his arm around him. “Can we just snuggle?”

“I didn’t know we were getting to that.” Lip can feel Y/N’s head resting on his left shoulder.

“So fucking is fine, but snuggling is too much?”

“I never said that.” With a smirk, Lip puts his arm around Y/N.

A comfortable silence settles between them as they continue watching TV. They can feel each other’s warmth. It’s rare for them to be together without sex, something Y/N wants more of.

“Karen is with Mark again.” Lip stays quiet as he takes a sip from his drink. “Does it upset you that she keeps cheating on you?”

“No.” Y/N isn’t sure whether Lip is being truthful or not. “It’s not like I’m any better.”

“At least you don’t intend to sell an unborn child,” Y/N points out. Lip stays quiet, still watching the TV. “I know you want to keep it.”

“How would you know?” Lip asks, turning his face to look at the man leaning against him.

“I can read it on your face,” Y/N answers. “Even if it’s not your child, there’s something in you that wants to take care of someone.” Lip remains quiet, looking back at the TV. “You deserve better than her.”

“And you’re saying that because you want the best for me, or because you want to be more than just fuck buddies?”

“Both.”

Lip turns back to face him, unsure of how to respond. While the thought of being with Y/N often lingers in his mind, something is holding him back. Maybe it’s Karen and their child. Maybe it’s the fact that he’s getting involved with the brother of the girl he’s spent so much time with. Maybe it’s because it’s with another man. He’s not sure.

Y/N can tell Lip is deep in thought. “...I didn’t upset you, did I?”

“Hm?” Lip snaps back to reality. “Uh—no. Just thinking. ...It’s not that I don’t want to be with you. It’s just...” He lets out a sigh. “I can’t really explain it.”

Y/N hums in understanding. He scoots a bit closer and holds Lip tighter. “How about we just enjoy things as they are? You don’t have to worry about labels or anything. Just... enjoy what we’ve got.”

Lip rests his head against Y/N’s. Even though he doesn’t know what to make of his situation with Y/N, he knows he enjoys his time with him.

-

After dinner and a few hours later, everyone heads to bed. Y/N offers Lip to stay the night, which he accepts. Lip initially says he’ll use Karen’s room, but he ends up sharing a bed with Y/N. As the night goes on, both guys enjoy each other’s company.

They’re shirtless, lying on the bed as they recover after their fun time. Y/N looks over at Lip, who’s once again deep in thought. The blonde looks a bit startled when he’s embraced by his partner.

“You’re still thinking about us?”

“Just life in general.” Lip admits. “College, Karen, the future...” He quickly searches for his cigarettes. When he finds them, he puts one in his mouth and lights it up. “God, I sound so depressed...”

“Are you?”

“Fuck no.” Lip takes a deep drag from the cigarette and exhales some smoke.

Y/N chuckles. “Well, if you want to talk, I’m all ears.”

Lip knows that. He continues to smoke in Y/N’s arms, thinking about the offer. He’s not really one to talk about his feelings, but he feels safe with Y/N.

“I just feel stressed out. It’s like everything is happening all at once. And the worst part is, I feel like I’m the last one to choose what’s going to happen. Fiona keeps egging me on about college. Karen keeps complaining about baby money. Frank is being Frank. And then there’s you...” He looks back at Y/N. “And I don’t know how to handle it.”

Y/N hums. “Makes you want to run away, huh?”

“It sure does.” Lip agrees. He takes another deep drag. “And the funny thing is, you and me... we’re the least of my problems. That’s probably why we hang out so much.”

Lip feels a peck on his cheek. “Well, whenever you feel stressed, you can come to me. We can talk, hang out... or...” Lip clenches his fists as he suddenly feels Y/N’s hand move down. “Just some simple stress relief.”

“I’m always open for stress relief.” Lip says between breaths as he puts out his cigarette on Y/N’s nightstand. With that gone, he’s ready for another round of fun.

-

Months have passed, and things haven’t gotten better. Karen is hellbent on selling her son, leaving Lip with little choice but to go along with it. In the background, his secret affair with Y/N continues to thrive.

One day, it’s time for the baby to arrive. The Jacksons and Gallaghers all go to the hospital to witness the birth of Karen and Lip’s child. But they soon discover that the baby isn’t Lip’s. To make matters worse, the child is born with Down syndrome, meaning adoption is no longer an option. Lip is quick to leave the hospital after the revelation. Some of the others try to go after him, but they fail.

There’s only one person who manages to find him. Out of nowhere, Y/N finds Lip sitting on the hood of a car, smoking heavily. Along with the cigarette, he’s drinking beer straight from the bottle. His face is wet and red, though the tears are still falling. When Y/N approaches him, Lip notices but says nothing, his expression lost and defeated.

Y/N moves closer and wraps his arms around Lip. Lip buries his head in the other man’s chest and starts crying again, desperately clutching him. Seconds turn into minutes as Y/N continues to hold and console him. He isn’t sure how long it takes for Lip to quiet down, but when he looks down, he sees Lip looking up at him. Gently, Y/N sits beside him, putting an arm around the man he loves.

“I’m sorry, Lip...” Lip moves closer, resting his head on Y/N’s shoulder. Y/N notices he’s still not saying anything. “Do you want to get a motel room or something?” He can’t imagine Lip going back home after everything that’s happened. The only response he gets is a simple nod.

-

Lip spent the last couple of days with Y/N, processing everything that had happened. They stayed in a motel, where Y/N made sure to comfort Lip whenever he felt down.

A week passed, and Y/N decided it might be time for them to head back. On a sunny day, the couple sat on a bench in the park. That’s when Y/N decided to share some news.

“Karen left…” Y/N began, with Lip merely listening. “Mom wants to take care of the baby, but Karen doesn’t. She threatened to leave if Mom didn’t disown the baby... and then she left.” Y/N looked back at the park, enjoying the calm atmosphere, the sound of birds chirping, and the sight of leaves swaying in the gentle breeze. “Mom wanted to know what I was going to do. I told her I’m nothing like my sister, and that I’ll help where I can.”

Lip remained quiet.

“I told Fiona you needed time to think. She was cool with that. A week has passed, and I’m wondering if you’re ready to go back. If you’re not, that’s fine.”

“I’ll go back.” Lip answered. “I’ve moped around enough.”

“You sure?”

“Yes.” Lip said calmly. “I want to go back.”

Y/N hummed. “Let’s head back to pack.”

“Wait.” Lip spoke up, causing Y/N to look back at him. “There’s something I need to say.” The taller man could tell Lip was looking a bit nervous. “Thank you for staying with me. It feels like, when everything is going wrong, you’re the only one who stands by my side.”

“Of course. I won’t abandon you. I’ll stay by your side.”

Lip couldn’t help but smile. “You’re so kind to me, even though I’ve been an asshole to you.” He took a deep breath. “I wish I could’ve told you sooner, but... I love you.”

Y/N looked surprised but soon smiled. “I love you too.”

Lip smiled even wider. “At least with you, I don’t have to worry about you getting pregnant.”

Y/N laughed. “Even if I could, I sure wouldn’t cheat on you.”

Hearing that reassurance, Lip felt safer than he ever had before. “Can we stay here just a little while longer?” He grabbed Y/N’s hand, causing his new boyfriend to smile even more.

“We can stay as long as you want.”

[demonic0angel]

DPxDC Next Generation Kids (click for clarity)

Continue reading for notes and introductions :)

1) Jove Bryce Wayne (11) - Steph and Cass’ adopted son. He trains under Cass and Bruce, and is widely admired by the other kids for creating his own fighting style with the dancing skills he gets from practicing with his mom (to his delight). Fun fact, he is albino!

2) Marillyn “Mari” Maddy Grayson-Nightingale (10) - Dick and Dan’s daughter. She was an accidental pregnancy, but both of her dads love her very much. Fun fact, she gained her baba’s personality and is rather rebellious and mischievous, which causes Dick to feel sympathetic for Bruce.

3) Elinor “Ellie” Catherine Nightingale (9) - Jason and Jazz’s eldest daughter. She, along with Mari, train under Dick, Jason, and Jazz in order to protect themselves. Fun fact, she looks and acts just like Jason when he was young.

4) Thomas “Tommy” Bruce Drake (5) - Tim, Dani, and Kon’s oldest son. He is an evil genius who uses his cuteness to take over the world. Fun fact, the entire PhantomBat family have given up on convincing him not to, so now they’re just trying to instill morals into him and stall for time (they still love him tho).

5) Marianne “Ann” Talia Nightingale (5) - Jason and Jazz’s youngest daughter. She is Alfie’s twin and is the fun and sunshine to Ellie’s seriousness and Alfie’s gloominess. Fun fact, she got her blonde hair from Sheila Haywood, but she doesn’t know that.

6) Alfonso “Alfie” B Nightingale (5) - Jason and Jazz’s youngest son. He is Ann’s twin and is rather gloomy and antisocial compared to his sisters. Fun fact, he supposedly looks like Bruce when he was young, so he gets away with a lot when dealing with Alfred.

7) Rain Axel Nightingale (4) - Danny and Valerie’s son. He is Misty’s twin and can be rather mischievous, often causing trouble and chaos for the fun of it. Fun fact, he often teams up with Mari to prank everyone in the most ridiculous ways possible.

8) Misty Lilith Nightingale (4) - Danny and Valerie’s daughter. She is Rain’s twin, and is even more shy than Alfie and can start crying when stressed. Fun fact, although she can be anxious easily, her temper is even worse than her mom’s.

9) Ken-el / Kenneth “Kenny” Clark Drake (1) - Tim, Dani, and Kon’s youngest son. Since he is the youngest, he is doted on the most. Fun fact, he has already unlocked most of his halfa abilities due to his Kryptonian heritage.

Notes:

+ Jove’s name relates back to Cassandra’s because they are both names of mythological characters. Jove is another name for Jupiter (AKA Zeus).

+ Both of Mari’s names are actually a weird, mashed up version of Madeline and Mary (and also inspired by Mar’i cough).

+ Jason and Jazz’s daughters are named after Elinor and Marianne from Sense and Sensibilities and their middle names are from Jason’s mother figures in life. I imagine that Jazz had a falling out with Jack and Maddie, so she didn’t really care.

+ Alfie’s name is inspired from Alfred and his middle name is only “B” because Tommy was born first and Tim took the “Bruce” middle name.

+ Alfie and Ann, and Misty and Rain are inspired by Misty and Jackson, the canon kid characters of Sam and Danny. Both pairs of twins have an 8 month difference of age.

+ Why so many twins?? I used the twin idea first for Jazz and Jason, but when I thought of Danny and Valerie, I kept switching between ideas, so I eventually settled on twins for them too. Trust, it was a weird coincidence for Danny and Jazz too when they had twins at nearly the same time.

+ Misty and Rain’s middle names come from Tucker and Sam (Axel Foley and the episode “Life Lessons”). Their first names are inspired by Misty Fenton and I just found another name for Rain to match the theme.

+ Tommy and Kenny technically have different dads, (Tommy is Tim and Dani’s, and Kenny is Kon and Dani’s), but it doesn’t really mean anything, since they don’t pay attention to it.

+ The idea of Tommy, who is like Tim’s clone and absolutely evil, was so funny to me. He’s prob my fav child OC. His entire family know about his manipulative tendencies but he loves them so they let it go. (Damian and Dan have already pledged their allegiance to their future overlord.)

+ The short period of time where Jazz, Dani, and Valerie were pregnant at the same time was hell on earth for everyone.

+ Technically, Bruce only has 7 grandchildren (he cries when he thinks about it a little too hard), but bc they’re so close to Rain and Misty, Bruce thinks of them as his grandchildren too, so he always says he has 9. Danny and Val are like ??? But Rain and Misty totally believe that he’s their grandpa (which he is delighted about).

+ Damian is married to Jon and they have no kids, unless you count the farm they inherited and all of the animals that Damian adopted as his fur babies. However, Damian was young when the kids kept coming, so he became the designated babysitter and then the favorite uncle, which all of the other Batboys despise and are jealous of.

+ Marillyn's age, as well as Misty and Rain's existences, might still be changed by me, just bc at times, it doesn't suit my headcanons or just doesn't make sense in the timeline. So those are susceptible to change.

[hypernova-writes]

*sad mexican orphan voice.* Por favor senorita… pregnancy reveal scenarios of Scout, Sniper and Demoman… I have but one peso left…

a/n: PFFT the way some you ask questions kill me lol! But yes yes! I have HUGE baby fever rn, so I will most definitely write this!

Scout, Sniper, and Demoman with a Pregnancy reveal!

Scout

It's suprising that you hadn't gotten knocked up quicker. Like the two of you be fucking like rabbits and with his low refractory period, it was only a matter of time before it finally took.

You were kinda of nervous, Scout really didn't talk much about having kids or showing an interest in them. So you were very scared of telling him.

It took some encouragement form Pyro, and some help from Medic so you could finally go and tell Scout.

You walked into his bedroom, finding him reading a comic, he hopped up quickly as he saw you with a big smile on his face.

"Babycakes! It's 'bout time ya came! I was wonderin' whether i'd done somethin'!" Scout pulls you into a hug and rocks you side to side.

You giggle as you kiss him on his cheek, but you slowly went to push him back to sit down. Scout freezes a bit before rubbing the back of his neck. "Babes?..Why are you lookin' at me like that? Did I do somethin'..?"

You shook your head no, a gentle smile on your face. "No You didn't Jer..just want to show you something."

He tilts his head as you hand him the small envelope. He looked at you with a raised eyebrow before opening it slowly. You could see the gears start to turn in his head before he jolts to his feet.

"I GOTTA GO TELL MY MA!!"

"Babe! Your- We're-" He picked you up and twirled you around, laughing happily and catching you off guard.

"I'm gonna be a dad!! I'm gonna be a dad!!!" He yells at the top of his lungs, the moment he places you down, he places a big kiss to your lips before rushing to use the phone.

Sniper

"..'roo, you 'lright? You haven't been eating much recently without..puking it back up."

You nodded as you turned to face your boyfriend. "Mhm..I'm alright Mick.." You felt awful for lying to him, but you were deathly afraid of telling him that you were pregnant.

Normally you and Sniper are careful when it comes protection whenever the two of you slept together, but recently on his birthday you went a little too far with teasing him and he had you bent over quicker than you could process.

You were concerned so you went to Medic to get a pregnancy test and low and behold, it was positive. Medic was able to tell you that you were three months along, and he gave you the ultrasound.

You don't remember protection being used...

But you do remember him fucking his cum right back into you.

You were laying on the bed in his camper, your back was facing him as you were getting ready to rest when you heard Sniper call out to you.

"..Sheila.." His voice was soft and you turned around to face him and your eyes widened as you sat up.

In his hand, he held the ultrasound photo, the photo of the baby boy you would soon be bringing into this world.

You averted your gaze as you sat up, Sniper walked over to place himself between your legs, leaning forward to place his head on your stomach.

He raised a hand to caress your stomach.

"Y-your not mad..?"

"Mad? I would be a bloody fool..We created this together...Just..some things are gon' have to change..but.."

"I'm going to love you both the same."

Demoman

You made this big thing, you had some of the other mercs help you out with it.

You knew how important children were to Demoman, and how badly he expressed about wanting to give his child the childhood he nver had. He wanted to be an active father and you were so excited to finally be able to tell him that he was going to be one!

"Hey Solly! Is he ready?"

"AFFIRMATIVE MS. Y/N"

"Great, Go get him."

You watched as Soldier marched off to go and get his friend, you were busy setting up the dinner you made for him. The other mercs agreed to go somewhere else while you used the common room.

"Aye..theres ma beautiful lady! What's all this?" He asks referring to the stuff and you giggle. Leading him over to where you had a box, inside was a cute baby onsie, with matching lil socks.

"Oi! Soldier! Lad what are you doing?"

"JUST FOLLOW ME SOLDIER, YOUR WIFEY HAS DEMANDED YOUR PRESENCE"

Demoman pulled Soldiers hands off his eyes, his back was to you.

"Huh? My lass?" He turns to face you with a chuckle before smirking.

Demoman froze as he lifts it up. "Is...Does this mean?-"

"YOU ARE NOW A FATHER DEMOMAN! CONGRATULATIONS ON CONTINUING YOUR BLOODLINE!"

You giggle as you watch Demoman hold the baby things close to his chest. He was bawling his eyes out as Soldier saluted to you and headed out his job done.

Demoman picked you up and held you in his arms. "OHH YOU'VE GONE AND MADE ME THE HAPPIEST MAN ON THE PLANET!!!"

Demoman held you all night long, his hands on your stomach as he talks about what he's going to do as a father.

-> I hope you enjoy these <3

[im-only-here-for-the-fandom]

Baby Lost, Baby Found

so first time posting on tumblr, i got inspired by the idea of danny phantom being jason todds father from the story apartment 31c by @faeriekit

its going to be a bit long so,

I headcanon that ghosts can asexually reproduce but it takes some time to make sure that the baby is stable than if there was two ectoplasmic donors so its not commonly done or well known . so when vlad tries to clone danny he doesn’t know that he’s actually growing a lab baby and in the test tube while its forming the baby splits, becoming two babies, one more ghostly (ellie) the other more human ( jason ).

Danny feeling a strange tug at his core urging him to find something, something very important to him and he has to find no matter what, searches for weeks before he finds ellie and jason before vlad ages them up and he falls in love instantly. he looks at his beautiful daughter and son, cradles them carefully and takes them home olny telling jazz, sam, and tucker about their true origins, his parents lecture him about ‘how irresponsible he was for bringing two children into the word’ and ‘how hard it is to raise them’ and ‘how much personal time you have to give up to take care of them’ despite them not noticing that he had disappeared for weeks or that they spent all day in thier lab only coming out for food and bathroom breaks or to put a sample in the fridge because the basement fridge was full {they still haven’t noticed he’s died} . the babyies needed a steady intake of his ectoplasm or pure ectoplasm to stabilize so took them to school with him, not trusting his parents inventions to not accidentally shoot at his kids but thankfully the ghost have calmed down with their attacks ever since he got the kids only going after him after school and during holidays and toning down thier destructive acts.

During the summer holiday vlad invites the fenton family to a cruise ship no doubt trying to enact one of his stupid schemes with jazz unfortunately (or fortunately) unable to join because she was joining a charity for helping less fortunate kids as a volunteer so that she could add it to her resume also because she’s just a really good person and wants to help defintley not to get out of the holidy cruise with val of course not . During one of the cruses resocking pit stops he has to change ellie’s diaper because he’s a goid dad, so he leaves jason with his parents reluctantly after the insisted that he would be perfectly safe with them, jason having a dormant core barley exhibits any ghostly traits while ellie having an active core regularly floats, so his parents were less liely to think jason was a ghost tgan ellie, not knowing that as soon as he left the box ghost came to cause mischief, his parents immediately entering ghost hunter mode forgetting about baby jason.

Enter Sheila also on the cruise running a fake pregnancy scam on multiple people, getting desprate when few men fall for it but needing more proof from her, she decides to steal baby jason who was conveniently unattended to in the chaos happening and leaves before the cruise before the ship departs. She successfully registers the baby as hers saying that she gave birth to him on a cruise thats why she has no previous medical records and naming him jason based on the custom onsie he’s wearing that had in bold Baby Jason written on the chest and starts her scam once again. This time she’s more successful in her scam getting large amounts of money from different men, her having blue eyes, the baby having blue eyes, most people having black hair made it much easier, but now the baby was getting older and its harder to scam people with a larger baby so she doesn’t want him anymore so she hands him over to the only man stupid enough to believe that was truly his baby, Willis Todd, she dumps him in gotham and leaves.

Back at the cruise ship danny finishes changing ellie only to come out to the aftermath of the box ghost and search’s for his parents so that he could get his son back only to discover that his parents have once again neglected another child, their grandchild, in favor of their ghost hunting ways. danny feels devestated his baby boy is gone and the ship had already sailed a long way out from their last stop, he should have never trusted his parents, he didn’t care that they neglected him, but thier neglect now cost him his son. he leaves ellie with jazz once they reach home and follows the tugging in his core once again trying to locate his son, but this time it’s harder it took him weeks to find his kids the first time and that was when they were stationary, now sheila keeps moving meaning the direction of the tugging keeps changing and it throws him off the right track, until she reaches gotham and the tugging suddenly STOPS, danny is floating in the middle of nowhere when his connection with his baby just disappears without a warning. and danny is just terrified, he doesn’t know what has happened to his baby.

Jason is in gotham now, which is a ectoplasm deadzone, despite it being heavily covered in death energy. any time ectoplasm is formed its immediately sucked away by those who have recently died, barely being able to take enough to pass to the afterlife, and with the amount dieing in gotham the amount of ectoplasm is barely able to sustain jasons baby core. he has stronger senses and a better immune system from his ghost half but other than sharper canine teeth he doesn’t develop other ghostly traits over the years growing up, if he able to seemingly disappear in the shadows and move as silent as a ghost, it’s attributed to gotham strangeness.

jason is now 15 and dies waking up briefly in ghost zone only for the ectoplasm to kick start his core and kicks him back into his body six months after his death, back in to gotham the ectoplasm deadzone now unable to support his active core leaving him catatonic for talia to find and dunk in the lazarus pit. he spends three years in with the league of assassins before returning to gotham mad with pit rage and the need for revenge against the joker.

danny, now the ghost king , has never given up searching for his missing, despite not being able to locate him his bond reassuring him his son was alive, having moved out with his daughter and sister when she turned eighteen and cut off all communication with his parents. he’s in a meeting in the ghost zone when he feels his bond with his son flare up strongly only for it to disappear from the ghost zone not a minute later, leaveing him no time to search for him, but the bond is there, if barely, but it disappears again when jason is dumped in the lazurus pit, his signature corrupted from how it was when he was young. danny’s core aches from the sadness he’s feeling, the bond he has with his son is seemingly gone, he doesn’t know what to do now.

A year passes and jason is now nineteen a year after he came back to gotham, having reconciled with his family. but now the justice league is facing a world ending supernatural threat and they need someone or something powerful enough to face it, so who else other than the benevolent and kind ghost king.

constantine has the main league members do the ritual with him batman, superman, wonder woman, flash, green lantern, because the requires a lot of power. so they chant his titles, The Benevolent and Kind, The Great One, The Gate and The Keeper, The Guiding Star, The High King Of Infinite Realms, and a portal starts forming and slowly danny emerges in full royal garb, white hair swaying whisply in an invisible breeze, eyes a glowing green galaxy, crown and ring on full display. Danny opens his mouth to speak only to close it when he feels a weak, sputtering bond from someone standing at the back of the room, he cranes his head searching for the orogin of this bond and spots a young man, then it clicks, thats his son, that’s jason. he can’t believe his eyes, he finally found his baby, after nineteen years, he sinks to the floor and sobs.

Jason had always felt a strange feeling if longing that never seemed to go away, at first he thought it was from a lack of care from his parents, but it didn’t seem right to him, so after he bacame robin, and found out about sheil he thought that was where the feeling of longing was coming from, but then she betrayed him and he died at the hands of the joker. and in that one minute in the realm of the dead everything felt right only to wake up in his own grave and then get dumped in the pit. After getting dumped in the pit the longing was gone, and in its place was rage, like he had lost something very important to him and this made him unbelievable angry, so he went to gotham to exact revenge, and ended up reconciling with his family.

a year later he’s stading at the back the room as the justice league summons the ghost king, and as the king emerges the feeling of longing that was gone since his death starts sputtering to life, he looks at the floating man and the longing gets stronger, they lock eyes and the man shudders and sinks to the floor sobbing, he wants nothing more that to run to him and hug him, hold him and never let go, he has never felt such intense emotions towards someone in his life.

As he slowly walks towards the ritual, danny lifts his and revrently utters his name “Jason”

[em-harlsnow]

when i first watched shameless i didn’t really like Karen. the main reason for that is because of the daddyz girl phase, and because of what happened to frank. i think i mainly didn’t like her because of how hard that was to watch, not because i found her annoying or anything. a lot of her scenes after that were hard to watch, like the scene where lip is yelling that he doesn’t love her.

so i don’t think i fully disliked her, but her scenes were just difficult for me to see for some reason. i did understand a lot of her motives though, and maybe that’s why i found it so hard.

however, no matter how i felt about her, the first time i watched shameless i was LIVID about what happened with the baby. i was sitting there so confused at lip because she NEVER said the baby was his. she never even implied it. she just didn’t say the baby *wasnt* his because she genuinely didn’t know. it made me mad when people were telling her to keep the kid. that was her baby, if she wanted to give it up for adoption she could - remember she is a teenager with not much money and a mother who couldn’t support karen, never mind a baby (ik sheila did a good job in the end, but it’s reasonable to have thought she wouldn’t). karen also knows that she’s got problems herself, and shouldn’t be responsible for another person.

what makes me mad about karen hate is that it’s similar but opposite to debbie hate. let me explain. people will say debbie was wrong for having her baby at all, that she was stupid and should’ve listened to fiona and shouldn’t have expected any help from her family, forgetting she was a teenager who made a similar ‘mistake’ (depending on how u look at it) that many real life teenagers make. however, when karen is very against having the baby at all, when she wants nothing to do with her teenage pregnancy, basically doing what everyone wanted debbie to do, she gets hate. she gets told she was being horrible to lip, that it was his baby too.

the reason i think this is is because debbie’s baby daddy ran off, but karen’s (if the baby had been lip’s) baby daddy was willing to stick around. the moment a man is involved, the baby is no longer the woman’s according to some. it drives me crazy. it’s SEXISM. pure sexism.

i wanna tag @m4ndysk4nkovich in this because I feel like she'll get it

[things-stankyle-probably-said]

Drop the Sheila pregnancy headcanons pls

okay so you know how kyle is a sickly child especially in the earlier seasons??? and how gerald and sheila adopted ike but they only have kyle as their biological son???

my headcanons for sheila and her pregnancy are that because of pcos, a former party lifestyle that included heavy use of alcohol and cigarettes, sheila had a lot of trouble getting pregnant and bringing a child to term :(

she had fertility issues, something gerald knew about before they got married. I think he would've been fine if they didn't have kids at all, but sheila is the one that fought for them to have a child, she wanted to be a mother even in jersey as s-woww, sheila harbored a desire for a stable and healthy and loving family, something she believed to be closed off to her until she met gerald in college

sheila struggled to get pregnant, even with trips to the obgyn, and sadly she suffered miscarriages and troubles with her own physical health she wouldn't give up, considering IVF, which didn't work, surrogates, but then she and gerald changed their minds not wanting to involve other people

they even thought about adopting as a last result but that wouldn't become a possibility until years later and even then they already had kyle so the reason for wanting to adopt had changed when sheila got pregnant with kyle, he was her last chance at having a baby that was hers, that came from her and gerald, so she was extremely cautious and spent a lot of time monitoring her pregnancy and praying at her family's synagogue until of course she and gerald moved to south park!

sadly even though kyle was born a healthy baby over the years he would get sick easily and nearly die multiple times causing sheila to become over protective :'(

[bagesims]

A: They stole the flowers again! Which time is it this week?

S: I don't know. Why do they keep doing this?

A: They're angry for what he did. They are trying to take revenge.

S: But he's gone… They could give him a break.

[dragon-fly34]

*When King boo and Hellen went to tell their friends that Hellen was pregnant*

With Sheila's participation, oc from @marioandsonicfangirl793-art

Hellen Gravely: I'm nervous King boo... King boo: Don't worry my love you it's gonna to be okay. *They enter the room where everyone was waiting* King boo: Guys! Me and Hellen want to talk a something. Bowser: What is King boo? King boo: Well, as you noticed, Hellen hasn't been feeling well these last few days, she was feeling nauseous or anxious about vomiting, so we went to a doctor to see what is happed to her and the doctor saw that no disease is something else Sheila: So what Hellen have? Hellen: Guys, I’m pregnant! Taylor: Wait! Pregnant?! Bowser: I’m going to be a uncle! Sheila: And me a aunt! Tatanga: WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?! Taylor: Brother this isn’t a joke! Tatanga: It wasn't enough that Bowser had 8 children, now King Boo is going to have more children, how are we going to support the child?! Bowser: I will support! Me, will eat with me with my plate! King boo: Thanks Bowser! Taylor: Stop being I idiot Tatanga! Is good for King boo and Hellen!

[babubunny]

South Park/Kyle fans!!! I come bearing some headcanons I would like to present to the council.

What if Kyle was a rainbow baby.

Here’s the definition of a rainbow baby for those that don’t know: ‘A rainbow baby is a baby born after miscarriage, ectopic pregnancy, molar pregnancy, termination for medical reasons, stillbirth or neonatal death.’

I’ve always wondered why Sheila and Gerald decided to adopt Ike after having Kyle, especially adopting a kid that would be clear that they adopted them. They clearly just got Ike from an adoption agency or something and just adopted him when he was still a young baby.

But then I thought, what if Kyle was a Rainbow Baby. If it was a miracle that Kyle was able to be carried to full term and be born then that could explain why Sheila and Gerald decided to just adopt after Kyle instead of possibly having to go through heartbreak of losing another baby especially when they actually have a kid to look out for now. This could also be another reason why they were so adamant about moving away from Jersey, there was just too much heartbreak there and they wanted to start fresh.

I’ve also just wondered why Sheila seems to be just that much more protective over her kids (especially Kyle) and again, Kyle being a rainbow baby would help explain why.

Anyways that’s just my silly little headcanon and I thought it was honestly quite cute and thought I’d share.

[unhingedangstaddict]

More angsty mpreg oneshot because I kinda can't stop thinking about it

“Hi, is this Evan Buckley?” A woman’s voice came over the phone.

“Yes.” Buck confirmed.

“My name is Sheila Rollinson, I’m a nurse at West LA hospital. Someone who has you listed as their emergency contact has been brought into the ER via ambulance and is unconscious, which is why I’m calling you now.”

“Who is it? What’s going on?” Buck asked desperately.

“Thomas Kinard,” She said slowly.

Buck was already trying to think of the kindest way to tell this nurse that he was not interested, that she needed to find someone else to call because Tommy was not a part of Buck’s life anymore by Tommy’s own choice.

“We suspect he’s suffering complications related to his pregnancy, the doctor is with him now.” Sheila continued to explain.

(Read more below the cut)

“We’re going to be a family.”

Tommy’s words yesterday. It wasn’t ‘we are a family’ or ‘we could be a family’. It was ‘we’re going to be a family’. Tommy was trying to tell Buck he was pregnant. That’s why he suddenly needed to talk to Buck. That’s probably what he meant when he said he realized it last night. Tommy had just found out, and one of the first things he did was try to tell Buck.

And Buck was so caught up in his anger that he hadn’t even listened to what Tommy had to say. Because if he had, he would’ve noticed that wording last night. He would’ve understood what Tommy meant. If he’d been listening, he would’ve understood that Tommy was doing all this for their kid. God, if Buck had just listened to Tommy Buck wouldn’t have said he wasn’t interested or that he wouldn’t change his mind. Buck was too angry to even realize he’d told Tommy he wasn’t interested in being a part of their kid’s life. Tommy was crying when he left, and Buck did that. Buck caused that by saying he didn’t want anything to do with their child.

Buck felt like he could be sick. This didn’t undo all the hurt Tommy had caused when he broke up with Buck. But this did explain why Tommy contacted Buck two months later. Because while he thought Evan deserved better than him, Tommy knew he owed it to Buck to give Buck a chance to be in their son or daughter’s life. Yesterday wasn’t about Tommy’s wants or needs- it was about the baby.

“Sir? Are you still there?” Sheila’s voice came over the phone.

[leonardalphachurch]

this is the main cast of kids:

Theodore Theta Dakota - child of Leonard L. Church and Oliver “North” Dakota [seperated]

Junior Tucker - child of Lavernius Tucker and CB (dead)

Charles Palomo - child of— haha what does that matter? he’s living it up at the tucker’s place he’s fiiiiine

James Biff Jr. - child of Georgina Biff and James Biff (dead), nephew of Mark Temple

these are supporting/characters im less sure of:

Lopez Brown II - child of Sheila Brown and Lopez Brown (i might give them a better last name later lol i just needed a placeholder for now)

Katie Jensen - niece of Dick Simmons (who is the parents? maaaaybe she’s just his way younger sister? why would she have a different last name… actually nonsense question simmons dad definitely walked out on him and he was raised by a step father what am i talking about. theoretically simmons is so trans to me i could have him also just be her father but uh. uhh. simmons is not being pregnant lmao. the idea of church lasting a full pregnancy is already a fuckin stretch here okay. WAIT OKAY. jensen is his half sibling but it’s not with his mother and step dad it’s with his father and step mother. sorry he got a new family he like a better than youuuu. so is his fathers name simmons or jensen……. i don’t know lol)

Antoine Bitters - child of Kaikaina Grif, nephew of Dexter Grif (theoretically i could give grif some random woman that he knocked up but that feels. icky idk why. kai going through on her decision not to get an abortion and grif having to step into help raise sometimes makes sense to me… idk why he has his fathers last name tho. i guess his father is chill and in the picture? i guess he could also be their younger brother. i feel like i can only do that with one of them tho lol)

Eta and Iota Church - child of Carolina Church and York Church [divorced] (those wouldn’t be their final names obviously lol. i think york takes her last name tho)

Matthews - i don’t care about his parents but he’s dating bitters maybe kimball? i guess? or she can be volleyballs mom. actually.

Valerie “Volley” Grey-Kimball - child of Dr. Emily Grey and Vanessa Kimball (why not. let’s go crazy let’s go stupid. i don’t actually have any opinions about this ship i just think she should get cool lesbian moms.)

do doc and donut get children. i don’t think so i think they’re like. the cool gay uncles. caboose also doesn’t have a child but he does have a dog. i guess smith can be his nephew also. he has a lot of sisters

the main four are set in stone and basically but if you’ve got ideas for any other characters or better ideas for the ones i have here i’m all ears

[bonniethesimmer]

Mods/cc List

Hey everyone, (updated 12/1/23)

I am in the process of making a mods/cc list I use the most in my game. If you are just starting out, here are a few just to help get you started :).

*Download at your own risk*

House Builds/ Loading Screens-

Bonnie.TheSimmer | Creating Sims CC Homes & Loading Screens | Patreon

MODS-

Car Mod | waronkcc | creating the sims 4 cc | Patreon

Twisted Mexi- Better Build/Better Exception/TOOL and all of their mods | TwistedMexi's Sims 4 Cheats & Mods

RPO - Relationship & Pregnancy overhaul- [Mod] Relationship & Pregnancy Overhaul, ALL-FILES-IN-ONE-CLICK - Sims 4 | Patreon

Baby Daddy/ Suga baby/ Self Care - plumlace | mods and CC for TS4 | Patreon

Realistic Personality Mods- REALISTIC ZODIAC SIGNS - DOWNLOAD | Patreon

MC Comand Center- Downloads | MC Command Center (deaderpool-mccc.com)

UI CHEATS- UI Cheats Extension v1.39 | Patreon

More columns Mod (CHOOSE 1) - More Columns in CAS v1.30 | Patreon

18years or older!!!- Basemental Drugs - Basemental Mods (basementalcc.com)

More Careers- Career – Welcome to KiaraSims4Mods!

For Poses

Teleport any sims - Andrew's Studio | Sims 4 Studio

Poses – Katverse

Cookbooks and Food |

Insimnia | Creating Sims 4 Custom Content | Patreon

Somik and Severinka| Cookbook S&S [Update 26.07] | Patreon

Stirring the Pot-[6/9/23 UPDATE] Stirring the Pot v8 | Patreon

Child Birthing Mod| PandaSama | Creating Custom Content and Mods For The Sims4 | Patreon

Map Replacements:

20th Century Plumbob | creating Content for The Sims 4 | Patreon |

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Bags - PlatinumLuxeSims | Creating Luxury Inspired Sims 4 CC & 3D Models | Patreon - Saks Sims | creating Digital Content for Games | Patreon

Body Presets|

hi-land | creating sims 4 custom content | Patreon | Honey Body Preset | Patreon |

CC-Food/Nail/Artwork-

PinkGlacierz | ♡ Creating Functional Foods, Nails x Blender Tingsss ♡ | Patreon

Clothing CC-

Rimmings-RIMINGS | Creating Sims 4 Costume Content 🔮💜 | Patreon

Sentate-

Sentate | Creating Custom Content for The Sims 4 | Patreon

Camuflaje- Camuflaje | creating The Sims 4 Custom Content | Patreon

Darte77-Darte77 | Creating 3d Clothes | Patreon

Eyelashes:

3D LASHES VER. 6 | Patreon

Hair:

Alpha Hair- | XxBlacksims | creating ts4 custom content | Patreon | LeahLillith | creating 3D | Patreon | Home | My Site (brandysimswebsite.wixsite.com)| HOME | Kiegross (kiegrosssims.wixsite.com) |Simtury | creating Custom Content For The Sims 4 | Patreon | Sims 4 Ethnic Custom Content | EbonixSims

Maxis Hair- |Sheila Hair - New colors added! | Patreon |Commissioned by @bellagothhasdiedonanotherlot !! | Patreon|

JellyPaws | creating Custom Content | Patreon |

Simstrouble - simstrouble | Creating CC Hairstyles for The Sims 4 | Patreon |

Dogsill-dogsill | creating custom content | Patreon

Furniture |

House of Harlix

Madlen Home | Ase | Patreon

Cowbuild (tumblr.com) |

Servinka - The Sims Resource - Severinka_ |

Sundays - sundays | creating custom content for the sims 4 | Patreon

Taurus Designs - Taurus Design | creating The Sims 4 Custom Contents | Patreon |

Platinum LuxeSims - PlatinumLuxeSims | Creating Luxury Inspired Sims 4 CC & 3D Models | Patreon

Reshade tutorial - HOW TO INSTALL RESHADE TUTORIAL 2023 FOR THE SIMS 4 & MAKE GSHADE COMPATIBLE | My RADIANCE Preset✨ - YouTube

Skin Detail|

Pralinesims | bietet Sims 4 Custom Content | Patreon |

northern siberia winds | creating custom content and mods for the sims 4 | Patreon |

TWISTEDCAT (tumblr.com) (HAIR and SKIN) |

The Sims Resource - Tender Skin Overlay (Female) |sims3melancholic | creating custom content for The Sims 4 | Patreon

*Please be safe while downloading*

#sims4cc #sims4mods #thesims