#the bat brothers love their aunties

[z0ned0utish]

You can't tell me that Harley and Ivy aren't the 'fun aunts' when they visit the bat boys.

Like Harley brings the boys sweet all the time and Ivy shows the boys how to look after their plants.

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Bonus:

Harley would sneak the bat brothers sweets when they were Robin without Batman knowing.

[daisyblog]

The Month of December

Our Story Masterlist Summary: YN’s Instagram posts leading up to Christmas.

ynstyles

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ynstyles first christmas with our girly🤍🎄✨🩷 view all 8,728 comments

harrystyles My favourite girls❤️

lottietomlinson So cute 🎀 🤍

gemmastyles An exciting year for both our girls💕

annetwist I love your matching outfits🥰❤️

the.daisytomlinson 🩷🩷🩷

niallhoran Can’t wait for my Christmas visit xx

louteasdale my heart🥹

zoesugg soooo cute🩷

daniellepeazer sweethearts💞

markyyferris Aww darlings🥹💕

louisfan Grace has light hair like the Tomlinsons🥹🥰

harryfan it still surprises me in 2024 that Harry is married to Louis sister and they have a baby!!

ynstyles

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ynstyles 2am selfie because this mama was craving tea and toast🤰🏼 view all 11,922 comments

louist91 Poor Harold looks half asleep!!

gemmastyles I don’t miss those 2am cravings😂😂

annetwist Hope you’re getting plenty of rest my love🩷

lottietomlinson I bet you woke Harry up to make it too🤦🏼‍♀️😂

marktommo1111 You two make me laugh😂😂❤️❤️

niallhoran I don’t mind babysitting Grace if you both need some rest ❤️

the.daisytomlinson You always eat tea and toast?😂

harryfan7 dreamy😛

harryfan5 HARRY😍😍😍

ynrryfan How good does Harry look even at 2am😫😍

ynstyles

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ynstyles our type of date nights🤎 view all 6,892 comments

annetwist Save some for me☺️

jefezoff Keeping my job easy😅😂

zoesugg Omg these looks amazing😍

j_corden Look at you two all grown up😂

mitchrowland Send me and Sarah the recipe please!!

the.daisytomlinson Can we make these together for Christmas plsssss🥰

louteasdale how times change ey? from being caught making out to baking gingerbread😂

harryfan4 the dream date night💙

harryfan7 ❤️❤️❤️

ynrryfan LOVE YOU BOTH❤️🩷❤️🩷❤️🩷

ynstyles

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ynstyles baba is growing nicely🤰🏼🎄❤️ view all 8,682 comments

harrystyles ❤️

niallhoran Aww cuties xx

zayn Beautiful photo🖤

annetwist Absolutely precious💞

thephoebetomlinson your bump🥹🥹

the.daisytomlinson can’t wait for another niece or nephew🤍

anastasiakingsnorth You’re glowing✨🥰

markyyferris I’ve never seen a more stunning couple☺️❤️

harryfan2 they’re so love in love😫

harryfan8 Anyone else see these two and realise how single they are??!!

louisfan9 Tell Louis I love him🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵

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ynstyles Christmas fun at auntie Lotts house🎄🫶🏼❤️ view all 7,283 comments

lottietomlinson our babies🥹🥰

gemmastyles Little cuties🥰🫶🏼

lewisburton ❤️

the.daisytomlinson aunties babies😫🥹

marktommo1111 my grandbabies💙🩷❤️

sallietommo Precious memories🥰❤️

annetwist Awww memories to last a lifetime❤️

louisfan9 They’re growing up so fast!!!

ynrryfan Have the best Christmas as a married couple and parents❤️❤️❤️❤️

ynstyles

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ynstyles A huge happy birthday to the best brother and uncle that us girls could wish for!🥳🎈

Louis, my older brother, my best friend and one of my favourite people! Have the best day and we can’t wait to celebrate with you later❤️

The absolute best uncle to Grace and watching your bond grow is priceless. Grace can’t wait for birthday cuddles and more belly laughs because your the funniest person she knows🩷

Love you millions Lou xxx view all 9,713 comments

louist91 Thanks tiny!! Love you both so much!!xx

harrystyles Happy Birthday Louis!

annetwist Happy birthday my darling! Have a lovely day🥰xx

gemmastyles Have the best day🥳

lottietomlinson ❤️❤️

the.daisytomlinson ❤️

niallhoran Happy birthday lad!!

louteasdale happy birthday babe🤍

louisfan7 HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOUIS🎉🥳🧁❤️

louisfan4 The bond these siblings have is so beautiful💖

harryfan3 Happy birthday Louis!! Have the best day/Christmas❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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[hadesoftheladies]

im genuinely fatigued by male heroism in literature. no i do not want a "girl-coded" villain with floppy dark hair, i want an interesting FEMALE CHARACTER GOODDDAAMMNITTTT.

I want to see an eldest daughter fighting for her family's honor. I want to see a girl facing a moral dilemma prematurely, abandoned and decieved by everyone she trusted. I want to see her revolt at the betrayal of her superiors. I want a mother to see what a monster her child has become. becoming a fugitive from her own spawn. I want to see an old woman watch those she loves die because they did not heed her warnings. I want to see old prophetesses outsmart authorities and fight to stop the inevitable. i want a bunch of sisters braving the wild because they are the only hope of a small town. a pathetic heroine who only survives because of luck and charm. young girls with strong limbs because they're used to working in factories and farms, who can run far and leap over fallen trees. who can bat a ball and scale a wall. i want girl gangs, where teenage girls get up to no good until the consequences catch up to them, or not. i want socially awkward queens who lean on the advice of aunty-like advisors, be they witches or muggle. i want to see an older sister be betrayed by the brother she raised and it climaxes in a duel. i want to see the reverse, where the brother she raised becomes her second-in-command, strong and wise because of her and wouldn't betray her for the world. i want genius little girls that are kept in secret towers because of their prophetic dreams. who terrify kings because of their intellect. i want female spies and soldiers who are stupid and devoted. i want an arrogant heroine who gets caught up in a plot bigger than she can handle. a kind girl who inevitably breaks the world and destroys everything. i want her to be destined for doom and glory. I WANT HER TO SELF-DESTRUCT IN THE FACE OF HER OWN POWER. I WANT HER DREAMS AND HOPES FOR THE FUTURE TO INSPIRE A NATION TO CHANGE, ONLY FOR HER TO LEARN THE HARD TRUTH OF THE COST OF TRANSFORMATION. I WANT HER TO WRESTLE WITH THE ISOLATION THAT COMES FROM GREATNESS. TO DESIRE LOVE AND BE TOO SHREWD TO FALL FOR IT.

I AM SO FUCKING TIRED OF BOY ANGST YOU WILL NEVER BE AS DEEP, COMPLEX OR NUANCED AS A GIRL YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND THE HORRORS YOU'RE JUST A PARODY OF WOMEN'S LIVES GET OUT

[thekitsunesiren]

hello mind if I drop off a prompt?

Damian let's his family know he is going to hang out with a friend.

a bat bugs Damian to find him hanging out with one Danni Fenton.

adult Danny/Sam/Tucker parenting a 12 year old Danni.

The trio earn Auntie/Uncle/Uncle privileges from Damian.

Oh, this will be fun!

Okay, first things first would be the absolute disbelief from the batfam from Damian's announcement. Because Damian. Damian "Demon Brat" Wayne, had a friend. A friend that they didn't have the knowledge of knowing until just then.

With Damian springing it on them, they didn't have the time to ask any important questions, let alone do a background check on the kid and their family.

From what Damian told them, the kid they were meeting was named Danielle, but she preferred to be called Ellie. She and her parents had moved to Gotham not too long ago. He met her on a pure coincidence. And of course, with how paranoid the Batfam was, that didn't settle well for them. The parents could've sent their child to get close to the Wayne family for the money. Or kidnap Damian!

Tim walked up to Damian and ruffled his hair while teasing the younger Wayne about how he finally made a friend that wasn't an animal. With a scoff and a swat as a way to get rid of the opposing limb, Damian turned and left the manor while slamming the door behind him.

As soon as it closed, Tim raced back to where he left his computer. There was no way he wasn't going to let his little brother go anywhere unknown without at least two trackers on him. And with how the others quickly scrambled behind him to get a look on his computer, the others had the same thought.

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Damian, however, was excited to visit Dani and her family.

The two had met when he was leaving school and waiting for Alfred to pick him up. And she wasn't that far from him, standing near the road waiting for someone to pick her up as well. At first glance, she looks like she could be someone adopted by father. Black hair tied to a ponytail and shockingly bright blue eyes. Immediately, he saw her as someone that his father would try to adopt just off of appearance alone. With her seeming to be around his age, he could claim that he could have a sibling to interact with more.

Of course, it wasn't long before the stranger took notice of his staring and turned to look him dead on. Her eyes meeting his in a serious stare down where neither of them moved.

When Damian made the move to speak, a car pulled up in front of the girl. The passenger side window rolling down and someone talking to the girl. She responded in turn before opening the passenger side door and getting in. Damian could only stand and watch as the car soon pulled away from the school and drive away into the distance. Not long afterwards, Alfred arrived to pick him up and he rode in silence on the way home while contemplating the other student that he met.

Okay! Here's how I feel like it would go down with their so called meeting out of the way.

Damian would see Dani and would immediately assume that she would be some sort of clone of either his father or one of the other bats. Was she sent to his school to watch and observe him? Did she know who his alter ego was?

After that, he would be watching her every move during class, surprising himself to find out that she was even in a few of his classes. Suspicious.

Does he approach her? No, because that would put too much on him and probably give her the opening she was expecting. He was ten steps ahead of her in every way!

Day after day, he watches and takes note of everything that she does, trying to notice any oddities in her behavior. Or any sign that she was spying on him.

While she didn't seem to be spying on him directly, Damian did notice her personality of being strong willed, stubborn and having a love for puns. Hm, a clone of the Robins maybe instead of Batman?

Dani, on the other hand, is wondering why the young Wayne seemed to be following her from a distance ever since they've seen each other that day on the end of school. From what Danny told her, it was the older Wayne's that she was supposed to avoid in case she was forcefully kidnapped, though it seemed that the younger Wayne was just as bad as the older ones.

How did Dani end up going to Damian's school, you ask? Well, it was simple:

Not long after Danny defeated Pariah Dark and took up the mantel as the next King of the Infinite Realms, Dani had returned from her travels around the world and decided to spend a bit of time with Danny as things calmed down. Maybe even get to know the others a bit better, seeing as she was never properly introduced to them.

She found out that he was dating both Sam and Tucker. Had been for a while now. Huh, go figure. And during that time of dating, she had arrived to catch up and spend a bit more time of all of them. Maybe even try to find a good reason to stay in Amity for a bit longer (even though she really loved to travel).

But not too long after that, a reveal gone wrong left Dani standing in a room with a frantic Sam packing up everything she owned while Jazz treated a barely conscious Danny's wound on his side. A gunshot wound that was from his parents no doubt.

One rushed explanation from Jazz about how the reveal went wrong, and how they had to leave Amity Park. Now.

With a quick meet up with Tucker, the five of them were huddled in a car and pedaling out of Amity as fast as they could. Dani staying in the back seat with Jazz to watch over Danny and make sure that he didn't pass out again on their way to-wherever it was they were going. Her core wouldn't allow it.

The clone didn't know how far they've been driving and for how long, but she knew that they were out of Amity and that was all that mattered. But the question bouncing around her head was: what happens now?

And the answer was to drive all the way called Gotham city and lay low for a while. Thankfully, a lot of the buildings were no questions asked. So when they find a place that could fit all of them (small and cramped as it was) while planning on what to do now. Of course Sam, Tucker, and Jazz all pretty much up and left without much except for some spare clothes and their ghost hunting gear (and a credit card Sam managed to snag from her mom's purse. Her own card didn't have as much on it.). But Danny was out of there and they were safe from both the Fentons and the GIW. For now.

Now, several weeks have passed. Jazz had managed to find a job to help with the money, while Sam and Tucker were both on the way as well. Which left Dani pretty much alone in the apartment with a slowly healing Danny. And while he was healing, he was kept on house arrest, much to his ire. Though he did help out with the cooking and other house chores while the others were out doing their own thing. And if the two of them occasionally floating outside their apartment during the night, who would tell on them?

When about two months passed, the older teens realized that Gotham would be their permanent home until further notice, so it would only be right that they allow Dani some time to get out as well.

So, they enroll her to school! Gotham U no less (Thank you, Tucker). Sure it was a bit stuffy for their tastes (mostly Sam's), but they were sure that Dani would fit in fine! What's the worst that could happen?

Unfortunately, Dani was a clone of Danny, so she was off to a bit of a rough start. And she hadn't really interacted with someone of her (supposed) age before, so it was all plenty new for her. So she really didn't know where to start.

It wasn't until she went to class that she met a kid in the back row facing the window, who looked like he didn't want to be in this class either. And during attendance she learned that his name was Damian Wayne. Odd, wasn't that the name of that rich family that Sam talked (more like complained) about? Oh well, coincidence maybe.

Throughout the entire day, Dani would notice that if they had the same class, he would be looking in her direction for moments at a time.

It was about the last class of the day when Dani pieced together as to why he could be doing that.

Oh..

He was shy!

Well, Dani would make sure that wouldn't last long. And maybe he would approach her soon.

So every day, Dani would work on getting to know him better. Even when he would brush her off and try to make her go away. She was as stubborn as Danny for a reason!

When the two finally became friends and Dani told that her new friend invited her to her house and also offered her parents, she forgot on whether or not that was truly the rich Wayne she was supposed to stay away from.

Dani had spoken about her friend plenty of times, and all of her parents seemed to like him.

Danny laughed every time Dani spoke about doing something or possibly pranking Damian, thinking that she was doing good with socialization and that the kid had to enjoy their friendship to some degree.

Sam was a bit more cautious of the friend, asking more of his likes and dislikes. Was he really bullying Dani? Did he say anything mean to her? Did she have to go to the school and fight a kid? All and all, Dani slowly convinced her that Damian was a good kid and she let it be. Telling Sam that Damian was a vegan may or may not have helped.

Tucker was a bit more lenient than the other two. The kid was nice to her? Didn't bully her? He was smart and knew his way around tech? Good

But as they stood in front of Wayne Mansion dressed in their more casual clothes, they all thought that they should've asked more questions about Dani's friend.

(All in all: neither of them have truly interacted with someone their age, your honor.)

Confrontations, miscommunication, and possibly a lot of bonding could come from both sides, and I would love to see it!

[orgasming-caterpillar]

F1 Drivers As Desi Boys

A.K.A. The F1 grid as Indian guys

Also, I will be writing an entire chatfic about this AU on ao3, so stay tuned ;)

Charles Leclerc — “Charlie”

I think he would be from Mumbai. But like, he lived in the very high-end part of it so it's very hard to know right off the bat.

I just KNOW he studied abroad, okay? Italy or Canada I think. Look at his face— you just know he's the kinda guy people see on the street and think “angrej”

Speaks Hindi with a subtle but insufferable white guy accent. He can't even help it, that's just how he speaks. He once called Max “bhenchod” with the most authentic, desi accent when he was mad and they have all beaches in that high ever since.

Dropped out of university in his last year and came back to India to handle his dad's business after his dad's death.

Fell in love with the hot employee and made him the manager. Everyone knows Carlos got the position by sleeping with the new young hot boss but they stay silent to avoid getting fired.

Now lives in the same complex in Mumbai as Carlos, Max, Lando and others. Lives with his mother, two brothers and a dog.

Leo is a recurring guest in every society event no matter what. Shanta aunty ki kitty party? He's invited. Children playing cricket below? He is the referee. Security guard's dad died? Arthi Leo hi utha raha hai.

Best friends with Pierre. went to the same school as him in his childhood.

Not friendly at ALL with Max.

Carlos Sainz— “Mirchi”

Marathi Mulga for sure

Maula Mere Maula king of guy

His ass should be in a TV serial

Was a regular office worker before he fucked down his boss and now he's the manager. And, well, a win is a win, right?

His parents were kind of homophobic before he became the manager. It's hilarious, actually.

He has such a good voice. If you catch him singing one of the old bollywood songs of Lata Mangeshkar or Muhammad Rafi, consider yourself blessed by the gods.

Knows how to cook since he lives alone

Literally the guy every aunty dreams of marrying their daughter to. Manager of his office. Cooks. Cleans. Respects his elders. Funny. Charming. Every time he and Charles go out at least one middle aged person has asked Carlos if he's married yet and frankly, as his boyfriend who's Right There, Charles is pretty offended.

Have y'all seen the pictures of him in those button up shirts and trousers? The eyes that make Rahat Fateh Ali Khan songs play in your ear every time you look into them? So desi husband material

Best friends with Lando, basically brothers with his they are with each other

Like any best friend, he does NOT like Lando's boyfriend

Max Verstappen— “JATT DON'T CARE 💪🔥💯”

From Haryana

The M in Max stands for Mharo Balam Thanedar Chalawe Gypsy— jkjk

Some say he's aggressive, hot headed, quick tempered; some say he's just Haryanvi.

Is in a psychosexual homoerotic rivalry with Charles and is in denial because of his internalised homophobia.

His dad and Charles’ dad were business partners and now they're always wanting to one up another in the family businesses.

Talking about his father— his dad is very rich and also a typical Haryanvi dad. Bapu sehat ke liye haanikarak type shit.

His father made him do kushti when he was younger and Charles still teases him about it

Will randomly infodump about his father whenever the opportunity presents itself

Married

With how he usually is and what his childhood was like, you'd think he'd be a horrible father but you're WRONG

Everyone loves his daughter Prithvi, or P, for short.

They love spoiling her. Every year on her birthday she gets so many gifts it takes her two days just to open them.

Funnily enough, she once “betrayed” him by saying her favourite was Charlie Uncle.

I just think it would be so funny if he drove a Toyota Fortuner.

Lando Norris— “Lassan 🧄”

From Bangalore

Youtuber. Makes videos for every one of his channels religiously. Has a channel for gaming, another for vlogs, another for shorts and somehow manages them all while uploading reels and posting on Instagram???

He's a university student but nobody knows it because he's always posting videos so they just think he's a full time youtuber

“Shares a room” with Oscar, who is his boyfriend, by the way. You'd never guess. (that is a fucking lie. If you watch even one of his livestreams you'd know that they have explored each other's bodies. He's always “dekho guys Oscar aa gaya 😄😄😄” bro you're not fooling anyone)

Has his own merchandise. His designs are always so cool that they sell out before they're properly out.

Will probably make his own content team when he graduates

He once slipped on the desi toilet while travelling and Carlos made a reel about it. It is one of his most famous reels and Lando will absolutely ignore you if you talk about it.

Kinda fuckboyish???? Like he gives off the vibes of the kinda boy that only texts you past midnight and says shit like “what are you wearing? ;)” Like thank god he has a boyfriend or he would single handedly destroy the faith in love of every girl in a 5 kilometre radius

Oscar Piastri— “gora pakora”

From Goa

Frequently shows up on Lando's videos and livestreams

Studying engineering and living with Lando, basically taking care of him because of course he is

Regular victim of Lando's youtube shenanigans. Gets pranked one too many times every other day.

Has this kind of dead stare where he's just 😐 until Lando comes and annoys (see: kisses or pranks) him

Gets asked “bhai tu kabhi kuch bolta kyu nahi hai” so frequently he should just write “pata nahi yaar” on his face.

Has strong beef with Carlos. Do not talk about that man in front of him. Now this is really inconvenient because Carlos is Lando's bEsT FrIeNd iN tHe WoRlD

There beef started when Lando cried because he missed Oscar and Carlos showed up to Oscar's parents house asking him to square the fuck up. His parents —poor them they don't even know their son is gay— were left to wonder why their son was on a video call with his roommate OUTSIDE in the middle of winter vacation while a strange man cussed him the fuck out.

Lando can and will and DOES make him do silly dance trends with him on Instagram reels

Best friend is Logan, who studies engineering with him. You don't know how much you can depend on someone else until you're an IISER student and they're the only good friend you have.

Daniel Ricciardo— “Paaji”

From Chandigarh

Y'all remember Sodhi from Tarak Mehta Ka Ulta Chashma? Yeah. Him.

No one knows how he's able to control Max. Literally his best friend. Max will always have a resting bitch face but when Danny paaji is there he's all “😆😆😂😂🤣🤣” like bro 😐

I just know he would randomly say “oye balle balle balle balle balle” for no reason other than to annoy people. I just know it.

Actually works very hard and always helps people, but he's such a troll that people just think he's some unemployed youtuber with a prank channel

Absolute party animal. Do not ever in front of him mention that you're free that night.

George Russell— “nazuk kali”

From Delhi

Graphic designer. Edits Lando's videos for nim. Studies computer science.

Shared a room with Alex Albon and Logan Sargeant. Their relationship status is very complex. I'm not saying that they're a throuple, I'm not saying that they're friends. What I'm saying is that they're so dependent on each other I don't think they could function alone anymore. These three idiots make a full functional human being together. George cleans the house, Alex does the cooking and Logan does the laundry and the dishes. They manage, thanks.

George Russell is the type of guy to say “ghar pe maa behen nahi hai kya?” When he sees a girl getting catcalled.

George Russell is the type of guy to say “aapko kahin lagi to nahin?” When he bumps into someone.

George Russell is the type of guy to cover his mouth and say “uff” when he eats something spicy on accident.

On that note, George absolutely cannot handle his spice. Never bit into a raw green chilli willingly in his entire life.

You just know he eats the meethi pani puri with the red chutney and all.

Thinks momos are better than pani puri (he's wrong).

Closes his eyes and covers his ears when a condom ad or a spicy movie scene comes on the TV

Very pale because he rarely leaves his room (which— he's a computer science major, come on)

Lewis Hamilton— “dac saab”

From Kozhikode (Kerala)

Fashion influencer, gets brand deals all the time. Always promoting this brand or that.

Also actually a veterinary doctor with his own dog clinic.

Has a youtube channel where heostly makes affordable fashion tips etc but also posts the dogs at his clinic from time to time.

Spent a lot of years in South Delhi where he fell in love with a guy when he was a teenager but when he eventually moved back to Kozhikode they fell out of contact. Now he’s moved to Mumbai as he opened up a new clinic there and doesn't even know that he actually lives in the same goddamn building as the guy he fell in love with 20 years ago back in South Delhi.

I think y'all can already guess who the guy was, but if you can't (shame on you) it's Nico Rosberg.

Had a wife but she cheated so they divorced or something idk how do you justify a 40 year old guy being unmarried in India?

Loves his dogs more than anything, if there's a dog at his clinic that he can't save he will be sad for days.

Speaks Hindi in a voice that's like three octaves lower than his usual voice. Thinks he sounds bad but he sounds so damn hot.

Nico Rosberg— “thi ek.”

From South Delhi

News anchor for sure. Has a sadness in his eyes that makes you wonder if he ever got over the heartbreak he had at 19 (he did not)

Most people think his hair is dyed (it is not) because he's a chapri (he might be)

Legends say that the only time he has been seen with a smile on his face on TV was when he was talking about his childhood best friend.

The reason he doesn't anchor for any of the big or daresay political news channels is because they don't like how he compares international disputes to the fight he had with his best friend when he was 19.

Regularly travels to other metropolitan cities for news coverings (mainly sports) but lives in Mumbai for majority of the time.

In fact, lives in the same building as Lewis. The fact that they haven't run into each other in the elevator yet is a miracle (or a curse).

Will talk about love and heartbreak to anyone who would listen. You know those boys who say “thi ek” whenever someone tries to talk to them about love? Yeah that's him.

Married and has two daughters that he loves very much.

No pets because they remind him too much of Lewis.

Sebastian Vettel— “Chacha”

From Delhi

Lives in Mumbai with his wife.

Best friends with Lewis, knows everything about him and Nico.

Kind of a father figure to Charles.

The beloved colony uncle that always has the wildest stories ever. Catch him at the tea stall and just get him talking— you will be a changed man when he is done.

“Aur phir uska accident ho gaya aur usne apna haath kho diya, to uski manghetar ki family ne unse rishta tudwa liya. Jiske baad uski manghetar ki sagai mujhse hui aur phir hamari shaadi hui or shayad aaj bhi wo akela hi ek haath se apna hila raha hai bechara”

“...”

You would think considering how sweet he is, he was always this sweet but NO, this man was a MENACE.

Everyone who knew him before he got married wants him dead even now after all the years.

Fernando Alonso— "Kaka"

From Jaipur

The exact opposite of Sebastian.

The old man you see on the side of the road with paan in his mouth and a gaali on his lips

Also tells you stories from his youth and they're just as interesting but he's so arrogant about it that you're no longer interested in listening five minutes in no matter how interesting the story is

The kind of old man who sees children playing in the streets and starts acting like an overly invested referee for no reason.

Goes to the park in the morning at the same time as Sebastian but unlike him, Fernando does not let the joy and whimsy of life have any effect on him making you wonder why he's there at all

Lance Stroll— “vegan wali diet almond wala ghee 😌💅”

From South Bombay

Ameer baap ki bigri aulad

“What do you mean I can't buy the whole store?”

Y'all remember that “Mawn, terew paaw ki jewtie maawwww” girl??? Yeah

Sonam Kapoor is jealous of how much better he is at being a nepo baby

Logan Sargeant— “ye bhi thik hai”

Lives with George and Alex

From Goa

Thank god he does because he would not be surviving otherwise

Might have feelings for his roommates but all he knows how to do is wash the dishes and the clothes and he doesn't wanna die of hunger so he's silent.

Except maybe in front of Oscar but that's his best friendddd

Studying computer science too

Alex Albon— “dhokla4lifer”

From Gujarat

I might be projecting a bit but as someone who fucking LOVES dhokla, I don't see any reason as to why Alex should not.

Cooks for his two roommates, and always cooks so good.

Dhokla on Sundays and a tiffin box full of thepla and aam ka aachar whenever one of them is travelling home

Studying history and geography

Yuki Tsunoda— “momo wale bhaiya”

From Dehradun

Do not call him momo wale bhaiya. He can and will kill you.

Actually does love cooking

Has his own restaurant near the university campus

Pierre Gasly— “tantar mantar”

From West Bengal

Tired of everyone's “kaala jaadu” jokes.

Charles’ best friend and confidante.

Gossip girls. They have all the tea on everyone in the uni.

“Bokachoda”

Does sports.

Final year law student

Esteban Ocon— “Pierre's ex (he is NOT)”

From Odisha

Has beef with Pierre.

Will argue about anything from the origin of roshogulla to the state's contribution in the fight for freedom of the country.

Also final year law student

Extras—

Sergio Perez from Bihar

K Mag from Kashmir (haha get it? Because he's a track terroris—)

Nico Hulkenburg from Kashmir too

Valtteri Bottas from The Andaman Nicobar islands or something idk he shows so much ass it's unreal

Zhou Guanyu from Meghalaya

[atlafan]

“You’re not the third base coach, you know?” Layna teased Harry. “Well, you could coach people on third base, but that would be an adults only thing.”

“We have been to every single one of your nephew’s little league games this season. This is a big game, I’m paying atten-that was a ball, ump!”

“You’re going to embarrass him.”

“Plenty of other parents are-good eye, Joshy! It wouldn’t kill you to show your support.”

“Alright.” Layna clears her throat. “Down by the bay, where the watermelons grow…” the other players on the bench start singing along, and Harry rolls his eyes. “Did you even play sports growing up?”

“Of course I did.” Harry scoffs. “I played soccer, baseball, and I ran cross country.”

“Ooohh, a jock.”

“I wouldn’t put myself in that category. I didn’t do well in my classes, so I let myself be a good athlete. Oh, that call was bullshit. That’s a ball!”

Josh frowns as he comes back over to the bench, pulling his helmet off. Harry goes right over to him, and takes a knee to be at eye level.

“Hey, don’t let it get to you.” He assures the young boy. “That umpire needs better glasses. He probably knows the coach on the other team. You did great up there.”

“I should have swung. Grandpa always says to go down swinging.” Josh pouts.

“Next time you’re up to bat you can do that. Shake it off, yeah? No matter what, Auntie Layna and I are taking you for pizza and ice cream afterwards.”

“No way?! Just us three?”

“Just us three.”

“Cool!” Josh heads over to his coach and his teammates, feeling much better about his strikeout.

Harry makes his way back over to Layna and puts his arm around her shoulders. She looks up at him, grinning.

“What?”

“Nothing.” She giggles and buries her face in his chest. Harry laughs softly and curls his finger under Layna’s chin so she’ll look up at him. He shuffles them over to the side of the bleachers so they’re not front and center in everyone’s view. “It’s nothing.”

“Just tell me. Make fun of me for being like a baseball dad.”

“I wasn’t going to. I got that out of my system before.” She bites her bottom lip as she looks up at him. “You’re really part of the family.”

“I like your family. Well, not so much your parents, they’re in sane. But your brother’s kids are cool.”

“They love you.”

“I like being involved. I should volunteer next season.”

“It would take you an hour to get out of the city every day to make it here in time.”

“Meh.” He shrugs. “The coaches clearly aren’t teaching them fundamentals. They’re not boosting their confidence.” Layna giggles into his chest again. “What is it?”

“Nothing.” Her arms a wrap around his neck. “I just love you.”

“I love you too. Now tell me why you’re giggling. I’m obviously doing something.”

“I was just thinking…you’re going to be a great dad someday, and I really hope it’s to my children.”

“Who else’s father would I be?”

“I don’t know. You could decide you don’t like me anymore.”

“Not possible.” He looks around before sneaking a kiss. “Let’s go have sex in the car.”

“Harry!” She squeals. “We can’t.”

“Obviously not here, we’ll drive somewhere.”

“We can’t just leave. We promised pizza and ice cream.”

“You can’t just bring up wanting me to be the father of your kids and not let me do something about it.” He pinches her hip. “That’s a paddlin’.”

“Noooo, don’t be mean to me, daddy.”

“Now you’re really gonna get it.”

“After pizza and ice cream, I’ll let you fuck me in the car before we drive home.”

“And then?”

“And then you can fuck me all night long and make the bed shake and I’ll be a good girl and take everything you give me and thank you for it.”

“That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.” He grins wickedly. “Consider the paddlin’ rescinded.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

No Complaints Blurb

[lunajay33]

Drowning in you Love

•🌌❄️🦇💍•

Summary: Being the younger sister of the bat boys had its perks like having access to travel to all the courts as an emissary, but you always had a love for the winter court, but when you go and fall through ice into a frozen lake everything changes when a certain high lord comes along

Pairing: Kallias x f!reader, bat boys x sister

Warning: Drowning

•Masterlist•

Growing up with the three strongest males I know was amazing, Rhysand was my biological brother being decades older than me when I came along he said he’d always protect me, Azriel and Cassian took me in just like they did Rhys and that how my life’s been, surrounded and treated like a princess, eventually when Rhsy came into power I fought to be the emissary of the court, it came with its perks, traveling, socializing

I always favored the winter court, maybe it’s the beautiful blues or the cute snow animals but whenever Rhys needed to send me there I got a thrill

It was Nyx’s birthday coming up and Rhys wanted to take him and Feyre to a little get away to our families villa in the summer court, seeing as he had some duties to attend to in the winter court he decided to send me instead since I had a good relationship with the locals which was rare for outsiders

“Have fun in the summer court little man, when you come back we’ll have our own celebration okay?” I smile as he jumps into my arms, his little wings flapping

“Okay auntie, bring me back those cookies shaped liked snowflakes please” he begs with those adorable puppy eyes

“Of course Angel now go before your father whines again” he giggles and runs off

Taking my to go bag saying goodbye to Azriel and Cassian, I winnow off to the outskirts of the winter court where I usually waited for a guard in a sleigh pulled by a polar bear, but looking around no one was around, thinking maybe they’re late I just wait, and wait, until a few minutes turn into half an hour, to hours now seeing the sun setting I trek through the snow towards the castle, it’s a long walk ahead of me and having to walk through deep snow was no easy task

Eventually the snow breaks to an open frozen lake, sighing exhausted I kneel on the ice, my legs frozen, numb, the weather colder nipping painfully at my face ear and fingers, I let a whine slip as I get back to my feet dragging my feet over the ice, just a little further I chant to myself, just put one foot infront of the other and you’ll be there soon, but my thoughts are broken by a crack and the echoing bubble of the ice under me, I stop feeling the fear of what could happen any second

“KALLIA…..” I try to scream the high lords name hoping he’d sense me somehow but the ice shatters beneath me and I’m taken under dragged around by the painfully freezing currents, with my remaining energy I scratch and claw at the ice above me just praying this wouldn’t be the end, I feel Rhys taping against my mental shield frantic but I was losing the light and my body was slowing….freezing

A voice calls to me as arms wrap around me pushing the water out of my lungs, begging me to wake up, coughing I wake to the water leaving my throat, the familiar fresh crisp scent of the male I’ve always had an affection for pulling me close his warmth a welcome touch compared to numb body

Being winnowed away from the lake right into the castle infront of the fire place

“It hurts” I cry not being able to move, Kallias lays me on the ground using quick magic to change my clothes to dry warm ones, along with drying my skin and hair so I was like new, my my veins and muscle crawled with pain

“Shhhhh it’ll be okay, oh mother above how could I let this happen” I’ve never heard the high lord of winter sound so desperate and scared

Holding me back to his chest he throws a blanket around us, running his hand through my hair

After an hour of being held infront of the fire place I could feel my body healing, but just sitting there against his chest, no words exchanged just me and him and the crackle of the fire soothed that ache

“Thank you Kallias” I sigh placing my hand weakly on his chest, his hand came to lay ontop of mine, his heart pounding underneath

“What happened?” He asks gently

“I waited at the bor…..border for hours…..but no one came I didn’t wanna be a bother so I tried to walk….but then the ice it…it broke I was so cold I couldn’t breathe I couldn’t move…..I’m sorry” I shiver a bit still

“No this is all my fault I forgot the guard was on another mission today I should’ve greeted you myself, when I heard you call my name I knew something was wrong and seeing you under the unconscious I nearly died”

I look up at him admiring the fire illuminating his Snow White hair and the sharp features of his beautifully sculpted face

“You saved me, I’ll forever be indebted to you High Lord” his hand grazed my feathery wings sending shivers through my body, I didn’t have wings like my brothers, mine were rare like angel wings, bright white but being in the illaryian camps some men took it upon themselves to break them, ruining them from flying

“These wings, so beautiful……why have I never seen you fly like your brothers?” He asks gently

“I’ve tried, they were broken by brutes when I was a child, no magic in the world can heal them, I can flutter and still feel them but I’ll never be able to soar through the skies” I could see his features soften even more as he brushed my hair back

“My poor angel, deserves so much more than what’s happened” my heart was pounding so hard I could hardly hear

“You don’t have to be all sweet of me, this wasn’t your fault”

“I felt it you know, from the first time I saw you after under the mountain, you looked like a dream when I came out of that awful cave and you were standing there, you were shinning you were……my angel” my eyes widen as I sit up

“What’re you saying?”

“Why do you think the winter folk love you so unlike the others, even if they don’t know, the magic here senses you’re one of us, you’re mine” at those words I feel warmth pull within my chest straight to him

“And you’re mine but…why didn’t you tell me?” He was silent and I could see the hesitation in his eyes

“I didn’t want to pressure you, I know the winter court doesn’t have a great reputation I just…..wanted you to see me for me not because of the bond” hearing the desperation and slight fear of rejection broke my heart

“My brothers may be a little wary but I’ve always liked you, I’ve had this pull to the winter court….to you, you’re quite a treat on the eyes you know” I smile tracing my finger over his jaw seeing him laugh warmed my body fully

“I could say the same my lady” he leaned down till our lips were nearly touching

“What does this mean now?” I ask as I run my fingers through his icy white hair

“We can take it slow, just me and you until you’re ready”

❄️

My duties in the winter court ended after a week but ever moment with Kallias was a dream, he was gentle and slow with me, just wanting to know more about me, all my interests, my childhood, my family, and just to hold me tight at night nothing more until I’m ready

Gathering my bags and heading home was so hard, as I stood at the threshold of the castle, Kallias brushing his icy fingers over my cheek as he wipes away a stray tear

“I don’t wanna leave Kallias” I sigh as my lip wobbles

“I know my angel but I’ll visit soon remember, your brother is throwing a ball for all the courts families, I hope you’ll be my date?”

“Of course my lord” I see a mischievous spark light in his eyes and a tug through our bond

“If you need me all you need is call and I’ll be there, goodbye my lady” he says as I feel Rhysands magic wrap around me in a black sparkly mist and I’m pulled back to Velaris, standing in the living room of the house of wind, Rhys and Feyre sat on the couch, Cassian and Azriel were stood by the fire place chatting before they saw me, running over and pulling me into a crushing sandwich hug between them

“Feeling you through the bond that night was one of the worst things we’ve ever experienced” cas sighed as they pulled back to check me over

“I’m sorry, it was an accident but…..I was so scared I thought id never see you guys again” I say as Rhys get up to hug me as well

“Thank the mother for Kallias or our dear sister would be a popsicle right now” he said lifting the mood

“How did you get the brooding high lord of winter to save you” Azriel asks curious

“Hey he’s not so bad……trust me” I whisper the last part feeling the blush explode across my face

“Woah woah what was that?” Cassian teases as I try to walk away

“Nothing im just tired” I squeal as I try to run to my room Azriel and Cassian fast in my heels as I jump on the bed wrapping my wings around myself to hide my expressions

“Has our dear sis finally got someone?” They laugh

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, plus I have to get ready for the upcoming ball, I’m thinking a pale blue……thoughts?” They look at eachother with a knowing look then back at me

“You’ll look beautiful” Az smiled as one of his shadows comes and plays around my hair, they’ve always played around me

❄️

That night I can’t fall asleep, use to Kallias holding me and his icy comforting touch, after hours of tossing and turning I hop out of bed and walk down to the living room couch where the fire starts at my entry but it’s a bright blue making me smile, this house has always been a dream to me

‘Kallias? Are you up?’ I say down the bond

‘My angel what are you doing up this late?’

‘Couldn’t sleep….i miss you’ I feel him pull down the bond sending waves of love

‘And I you, I miss your fluffy wings fluttering when you sleep or when you snuggle into me when you’re cold, and how you smell like a vanilla cupcake, I can’t wait to hold you again’

‘I can’t wait to see you in your ball attire’

‘I’ll pick you out the moment I step into the party because you’ll be my bright beautiful angel, now get some sleep I’ll see you tomorrow night’ then the bond was closed

How could anyone think he was hard male, maybe it’s because I’m his mate but I see the way his soul is nothing but loving and wants the best for his court and the ones he cares for

Sleep took me in its grasp and I feel asleep on the couch excited for the moment I see my mate again

The morning came with the shadows tickling my face opening my eyes I see everyone at the table starting breakfast

“Why were you sleeping on the couch is something wrong with your room?” Rhys asked as I sat next to him

“Oh ummm I was just up late, too excited for the ball”

“Speaking of which do you have a date for the festivities tonight?” Feyre asks as she takes a bite of her toast

“Maybe he said he’d be wait for me”

“I can’t wait to meet the man that’s got my little sis blushing so much, your wings a ruffling a lot more lately” I smack Rhys in the arm

“Rhys stop you’re embarrassing me” I said making everyone laugh

The day moved by oh so slowly as Nuala and Cerridwen help me with my makeup and hair, light foundation with a pale blue eye shadow, with silver sparkles, my hair done half up held together with a silver clip with bright diamonds

“You look beautiful y/n why the pale blue you’ve always picked shades of brown?” Nuala asks as she brings in my dress

“Just….a special event” I smile as they help tie me into the most beautiful dress I’ve ever worn, shimmery pale blue silk that flows behind me, with a built in corset the cerridwen pulls and ties up excetuating the top of my dress with silver and white off the shoulder bands

“Oh wow you both did amazing I feel like a princess!” The dress complimented my white wings perfectly then a knock came from my door and in came my brothers

“Wow look at you, who ever this date is will be in awe, now come on before we’re late for our own ball” Cassian smiles as he holds his arm out for me as Rhys winnowed us to the hall

Az and Cassian walk in as Rhys and I pause outside the doors

“Well come on then”

“Rhys…..I’m nervous”

“Why you’ve been looking forward to this for a while now”

“I know just anxious, I don’t want to let anyone down”

“Hey we’re here for a fun time nothing political, now come your mystery date awaits” he says encouragingly

I take a deep breath and walk in the bustle of everyone laughing and having fun settled my nerves, I scan the crowd when I feel a pull in my chest to the center of the dance floor, there stop my mate, dressed in a grey suit with white accents and a box in his hand

I make my way to him a path clearing until I got to him until we were chest to chest

“Like I remember from the first time I saw you, my beautiful angel sent just for me, this color was made for you my dear” he states as his eyes burn with desire his hand gently grazing my inner wing making me gasp

“I’ve got you a special gift for you” he smiles hand me the box, excited I open it and inside is a silver tiara with baby blue diamonds

“Kallias it’s beautiful” he picks it up placing it atop my head

“There now you look like my high lady” my heart leaps at his words

“High lady?”

“Not quite yet but eventually I’ll ask you again to lead the winter court along side me, when you’re ready, now shall I have this dance?” He asks holding out his hand, I place mine in his and he whisks me around the dance floor making a little snow flurry above us adding little shimmering snowflakes, like we were in our own world

I couldn’t take my eyes off him, he is breath taking, I’ve always belonged with him he’s what I’ve been missing

After dancing for three songs we retire to a corner where he leans on the wall next to me

“Do you have to leave tonight? Maybe you can stay with me” I say lacing my fingers with his

“And what would your dear brothers say about me sharing a bed with their sweet sister?” He smirks

“They’re not brutes you know, we could tell them you know, I want people to know I’m yours”

“If that’s what you want then we can, I just want you to be happy” a cough breaks our trance turning to see my whole family standing there watching us

“Something you’d like to tell us missy?” Mor asks

“Everyone you already know Kallias, he’s……we….”

“She’s my mate” Kallias laughs at my stammering the others eyes widening

“Mate? I thought you were just having a fling with someone” Cassian adds

“No this is serious, he all I’ve ever wanted”

“You better treat her right” Rhys adds sending a dagger glare

“Always”

❄️

After the ball we retire to my room, pulling him in laughing as I close the door pushing him down against the bed as I straddle his lap

“Well what’s gotten into you Angel?”

“I just missed you is all”

I took an apple off the night stand the house must have placed handing it to him

“Are you sure you want to accept?”

“Definitely”

The night is filled with gentle touches, loving thrusts making me see stars, trying no to scream was a task but at the end of it all I laid my head on his chest with his arms holding me tightly

“I love you Kallias”

“I love you more my angel sent from above”

[thequeenofthedisneyverse]

Pavitr's brother, Chander! The twin he failed to mention (not out of malice, he just forgot)

I don't know why no one has ever thought to give this little guy the Carlos treatment. If you've been in the Encanto fandom and simped on Camilo, you know what I'm talking about.

Just picture the gang meeting Pavitr's family and Chander is just chilling on the couch playing Mario Kart or something and the gang is like...what?!

"Oh, yeah, that's my brother!"

"You never said you had a brother"

"Heh...Forgot?"

And Chander is like, "Wow, I feel SO loved by you" with an emo hair flip to add.

"Who's the oldest twin?"

Before Pavitr answers Chander chimes in with a icy glare, "Do NOT answer that!"

Clearly, we can see who's the oldest.

HC's below

Emo boy here hates the fact that he's the younger twin...and much shorter than his brother. From his perspective, it sucks. It's so weird, they were the same height one day and overnight Pavitr just shot right up!

Chander doesn't understand it, where's his growth spurt?! It doesn't help that Pavi likes to tease him about it.

Smart ass to the fullest degree and a cocky SNARKY bastard. His quips are just as fast as his brothers but probably a LOT meaner. He has no filter and doesn't try to have one either.

He tries to be seen as nonchalant but this lil guy is an eternal flame baby. For some reason he was born with anger so....yeah, anger issues. He stumped his toe this morning? It's everybody's problem now.

Please believe me when I say he's a sweetheart, he just has a very antagonistic face. He'll help his aunty, parents, or brother out no questions asked, feed the street cats (dogs too but he's more of a cat person), tutor some kids here and there, etc.

Don't touch his hair! The only person reserved to do that is his mom and even she has to chase him down to comb that bird's nest he calls hair.

Chand knows his brother is Spiderman and does "not" care all too much. Great, something else Pavitr can one up him in doing. LOVELY!

Has been in multiple school fights...gods this boy gives his parents grey hairs. Turns out he's more inclined to throw a fist at disrespect than his brother is. He comes home with more injuries than Pavi does on a bad day.

Cusses like a sailor when adults aren't around. Pavitr is used to it at this point, so he doesn't bat an eye. Usually.

Chander is cool with Pavitr's friends, Likes Hobies the most though. They match each other's chaotic energy so to speak.

Some of his hobbies include cooking, reading, coin collecting, and playing games, and making weapons (with a 3D printer and they are FAKE! Well...most of em). He wants to be a game developer when he's older because they games out now just aren't doing it for him. Well, besides Mario Kart, COD, Little nightmares, and FNAF. (And secretly animal crossing...shhh, don't tell anyone).

Very stand off-ish if that wasn't clear. He'll make it known if he doesn't feel like being bothered at that moment.

Parkour savy so most of the injuries he comes home with are just scuff marks.

Has his own pocketknife that he secretly made himself. It's engraved with his name on it but much to his dismay, he doesn't use it often.

Even with school fights or fights outside the school with people his age, he refrains using his knife 'cause he doesn't want his parents on his case about it.

Plus, his fists and his gold brace knuckles help him enough.

That's all I got, I want to do more with this knucklehead so pop some asks into my ask box that have something to do with him and I'll answer to the best of my ability.

[rokishimizu4]

Damian’s School trip daze

(So, I’m not 100% sure what my work schedule will be like, so that’s why I’m gonna try to focus on one thing at a time. Bruce will be my last one for my BatFam & Symbiotic! Reader until I have a set schedule. Thank you for your support and patience.)

Damian can go to the zoo whenever he feels like, thank you very much, but it becomes a bit more interesting when it becomes a school field trip, especially when Jon visits.

The staff has a system put in place just for Damian Wayne, it does not stop him from borrowing an animal for a little while, but it does make him respect the staff more. Since they are willing to put their career on the line to protect the animals in their care.

The staff also has a system for when certain animal themed Bat villains drop by for whatever reason.

Harley is the only one allowed to go see her babies with minimal supervision, usually with a specialist on Hyenas or a BatFam member.

When it comes to the activities for the zoo field trip, the teachers have to be very careful but also can’t make it easy on the kids. Especially when it comes to Damian Wayne.

Currently the teachers decided that each kid, all high school aged, will be assigned a supervillain, from across the USA, and assign a certain animal to them, and have a full report on why. The only ones not allowed are the animal themed villains.

No one is allowed to do the same villain and same animal twice, then it switches to Superheroes or something similar.

Damian knows which kid chooses what supervillains, superheroes and then what animals, which then turns into a game for the BatFam to play.

The zoo has a specific list of rules for Damian, the number one is “Please do not steal the animals, unless you’re gonna give them the same amount, or more, of love and attention as we do.” -Damian sees this as a respectful reminder on good days, on bad days he will steal another tiger if it’s the last thing he does.

“We have a species of Bats that are almost ready to be transported back to Australia, so we’re gonna show them off for a little while longer.”, Yes- Damian already knows and has ‘secretly’ been part of the rehabilitation for the Flying Fox Bats since he was informed about them (Aka Aunty Harley told him), and made sure that they got the best of care (Aka Bruce paid for all the top notch stuff cause Damian was gonna steal them to take care of them himself) after an animal smuggling ring got put down (Aka ‘Sleep Demon’ ate the smugglers and rescue got called in for the animals)

However, Damian decided to focus his project on Harley and her Hyenas, Bud and Lou. Yes, Harley can see her beloved babies as part of her being a good guy.

However, when Damian gets to the hyena enclosure he notices that some of the staff was standing outside of the bars and talking quietly to themselves.

Damian sneaks a closer look and sees Bud and Lou, and their girlfriends, were playing with a kid that looked to be covered in black oil or slime. The kid?, was alright just sitting and watching Bud and Lu throw around a few balls and bones from their breakfast.

“How the heck did they get inside? We have this entire zoo’s security locked up tighter than Fort Knox.” One of the staff members question as they try to come up with what to do, since the Hyenas were enjoying themselves and the kid wasn’t in any danger.

Cue Damian walking away to a private area, while still having the Hyena enclosure within sight. “Robin to Batman, I need you to pick up Ms. Quinn and tell her that her ‘babies’ have a new playmate. Do not try to forcefully take the child out of the enclosure as it seems that Bud and Lu have adopted them into their pack. The females have also allowed the child safe passage.”

Damian returns to the Hyena enclosure and watches, with some envy and big brother protecting/proud emotions flood him as the kid carefully pets one of the female Hyenas’ belly and the other lays her head on the child’s lap.

Is very confused about the new emotions flooding him, but stores it as he soon hears Harley’s voice crying for Bud and Lou and his father’s praying.

Bruce’s comes immediately after this one!!! I thought it would fit and end the headcanons nicely until I start my BatFam & Symbiotic! Reader story.

[miammey]

I've been having Calydorks brainrot so you're getting headcanons plus doodles of them in PJs because it helps with type body headcanons

Caesar

Learned the hard way not to sleep with her prosthetic on (too many times has her hair got stuck in it. Also she once accidentally slammed it against the metal railing of her bunk, which made the expected Pipe Falling sound, sending the whole gang into a panic

She can carry everyone in the gang one-handed, and has done it many times (including Big Daddy, he wasn't very happy with it but Caesar was having the time of her life)

She may not be the best at spelling, but her handwriting is actually pretty nice looking

She will always step in front of other members of the gang to shield them from danger. No matter how strong she knows they are, she takes her role as meaning she should protect her people

Occasionally has nightmares about the day she lost her arm, but isn't upset at the fact that it's gone anymore

Has a nut allergy, learned it the hard way. She then wanted to try and "build up tolerance," which went as poorly as you'd expect (Big Daddy was not happy with all those medical bills, but Caesar was young so he couldn't blame her much)

Often wonders if she would've been close with her dad, or if he would be proud of her for how she's leading the gang, but has made peace with the fact that she'll never learn the truth

Piper

She's middle aged, around the same age as Big Daddy actually (I tried to make that clear in the art, but unfortunately I can only draw people either young or elderly, trying to find an in between)

Never wanted kids of her own, but she is an auntie. Her nibblings love riding around in Steeltusk

She likes keeping up with youth fashion, it's a way for her to take care of herself and her appearance, something she's not really great at

Can't cook for shit, tried once for the gang but it ended in a fire even Burnice would be impressed by, but to be fair that's mainly because she took a "5 minute nap" that turned into a 5 hour nap. Either way she's banned from the kitchen

REALLY good at card games, but not great at gambling

Sings to herself while on long drives, she's not some superstar, but the gang said it was relaxing to hear

Lucy (Plus the Boar Trio)

She is the ONLY person allowed to knock the three piggies around, only exceptions being the other Sons, but they're not really the type to do that. She can and will shatter your ribs with her bat if you mistreat them

Had a high school diploma, graduated with honors, and even had some scholarships offered to her, but basically right after graduation she went to the Outer Ring

Not really close with her parents, but she had a couple sisters she stays in contact with. They're not close, but she occasionally texts them to let them know she's alive, and they update her on how things back at home are going

Failed the exam 3 times until she was given her bikers license. She wasn't bad, just way too reckless at times

Not one to outwardly show appreciation because she's embarrassed, but if you see a little trinket or treat on your bed you know it's from her

The Boar Trio are triplets and Big Daddy's bio kids. They see Lucy as their big sister, and she sees them as her brothers in return, although she'd never say it

They do have a mom, matching Big Daddy's nickname, she's Big Mama. They get their toughness from her, she's a scary lady but also very protective

Somehow her skin stays almost flawless despite being in the Outer Ring all the time. Other than the scars, she somehow keeps it beautiful, like it's witchcraft, beauty products shouldn't work THAT well

She wasn't really allowed to be overly emotional growing up, so now she can release everything she's bottled up and more in the form of angry yelling. It's genuinely freeing and cathartic to her

Burnice

Took a lot of practice to get the hang of her flamethrowers, she still has burn scars from the early days, but she never gave up

Always brings in stray animals. She can't keep them, unfortunately, but she does make sure they get a good home

Drinks so much Nitro Fuel that she's basically immune to it, but she loves the taste

Her first job ever was a barista, then bartender. She's just loved mixing drinks her whole life, really. Unfortunately, she was also bad at keeping jobs for other reasons

Is always one of the first to greet new members of the gang. They're in the gang so they're family now, and she's honestly the best at making people feel more relaxed and at home

Contrary to that tho, she's terrifying to enemies of the gang because this girl is not afraid to set you and everyone around you ablaze. I genuinely think that she joined the gang go get away from some arson-related legal trouble

Has only cried a few times since joining the gang, usually at deaths, but otherwise she's great at finding the positives in situations and keeping the gang's hopes up. She's the heart of the group

Cannot sit still for the life of her. At all. She's practically vibrating in her seat, she always has to keep moving in some way

Bites popsicles (the correct way to eat them)

Lighter

Genuinely just bad at names, of anything really. It took like a month for him to learn the names of everyone in the Sons

Took a while for him to be comfortable showing his skin to the gang, and even now he doesn't really like doing it, mainly because he doesn't like looking at, or others looking at, his scars

The gang learned the hard way that he faints if he sees too much blood. Dragging him back was not fun for anyone involved

Has a lot of old injuries from the Arena, they tend to act up with bad weather, so he uses that to predict if they should go riding that day or not

His hair gets super messy really easily, but it's also really easy to move it back to place

Still keeps in contact with his friend's daughter, just to make sure she's doing alright

Dogs love him, he doesn't even know why, they just do. He's not complaining tho, who wouldn't want to be followed by a puppy

Ok that's all I have, if someone of these go directly against canon feel free to let me know, or if you have your own headcanons or additions, I wanna hear them

[vampirevatican]

so let's talk...

they cloned tyrone (spoilers and all)

SUBLIMINAL MESSAGES

"it's in the water", "straighter is greater", "i got that ruckus", "got damn! fried chicken", "grape juice", the shot of an old american dream like poster, depicting a white man, til it pans out to the ghetto.

the movie hints to it's audience from the start that this? this shit runs deep. yeah everyone is carrying on like normal, so does the movie, and no one bats an eye until it's deliberately pointed out. for me it says a lot that i can only convey or remind folks with in the way fontaine treats junebug in the first half.

hood niggas don't wanna be hood niggas.

and that right there is exactly fontaine. not only to just the brother he lost, but extended to junebug, yo yo, charles, his momma. sure he a product of his environment but he ain't got much of a choice and that's depicted when he does everything he can to get to the bottom of what the fuck is going on up 'til he literally loses control.

EXISTENTIAL CRISIS

seeing another you. loosing complete autonomy while being conscious of it.

what slick and 'taine saw? enough to make any human question the fabric of their reality, if they're real, if their memories are really theirs, how much can they recall in those memories and if they are recalling everything. when slick saw fontaine again and when fontaine first faced his previous body. 'taine's drive was figuring out if he's really him. hell as he was grappling with the chaos that it brings in his mind, what does he say when he finally snaps out of it?

im me.

as humans our lives, decisions, etc. come from some peace of mind that we have autonomy. the fact that we can say and do as we please, even if it's within a boundary, is enough for us to feel some kind of calmness in the thought that we have power over ourselves. can't control the world around me, can't do big shit, but i can do this. the little things.

all i could think was, 'but what if there's another you.. an original you.' and when his autonomy was put into question, him backing off like that and accepting it is a form of nihilistic defeat. he can't do shit but what he's always done, and if that means he or anyone else he loves doesn't die? then it's something he deals with, until it's too much to bear.. until the cycle of everyday (that he now knows is a cycle) weighs heavy and the only thing to pull him out of it? junebug. the good memories of his brother.

THE CLONES AND TIME

i had this originally titled and future, but the point here is the original/old fontaine and his plan.

i feel that old fontaine made that deal not just because of ronnie, or the decayed blood he has to wipe up, i feel like that's part of the defeatist mindset he has. he decided the "can't beat em, join em" route was better. that assimilating to what white folks have wanted since fucking eugenics was better, even if it's not he reasons that joining is better than just dying out.

"assimilation is better than annihilation."

ofc, our fontaine, doesn't believe any of that bullshit. that the whole operation is fucked. old fontaine says that it's something they both know but i agree and disagree... they both know that's what white america wants. for old fontaine if that's enough to not have another incident like ronnie? good enough but our fontaine?? he's got junebug he's thinking about, other little kids in the here and now, the dreams that yo yo had and still has, everyone in the hood who wants out but just can't seem to get out.

CONTROL GROUPS

"tyrone... ain't that you?"

now i didn't grow up in the hood,or rather the projects, but i was near it. small knit group, everyone knows each other more or less.

the drug dealer, the pimp, the pastor, the kids, the aunties/grandmas/mamas/misses.

in the black community we all know someone like that or have heard of them, and the end of the movie shows this. it's more than just a call back and a chance to play a hit by miss badu.

these regulars? they're the control group the second in command was talking about. they're the ones that don't quite get the same treatment as the experimental group (i.e yo yo, biddy, junebug etc.) they're key players to making the ecosystem (experiment/operation) run smoothly. which is why the convo of fontaine deciding to go with slick and yo yo is integral to the ending and vice versa.

to break the cycle, the system? everyone's gotta rally together. country wide. (in movie context ofc)

[daisyblog]

Cousin Love

Our Story Masterlist Summary: Freddie meets Grace.

Based on this request.

With Freddie living in America with his Mum majority of the year, YN and Harry would try to fly out and visit as much as they could. But having a newborn and trying to find their path in parenthood, meant it wasn’t that easy to go and see their nephew as often.

They would love for Freddie to meet Grace, as FaceTime just wasn’t enough. But with Louis’ work schedule, it wasn’t possible. So YN accepted that weekly FaceTimes would have to do until they could fly out to the US.

The Styles family were having a quiet morning, allowing the time to slip by as they ate breakfast together, drank cups of tea and coffee, and importantly had lots of cuddles on the sofa.

The buzzer to the outside gate, caught their ears as they wondered who unexpectedly was dropping byHarry was surprised when he saw Louis’ face on the camera, not realising he was back in London.

“It’s Louis!” Harry called to YN letting her know her brother was here.

“Oh! It’s Uncle Louis”. Grace lovingly stared up at her mother, taking in everything she was saying.

Harry pressed the button to allow Louis in. Then opened the front door to wait for his arrival. But the sound of two voices, and a particular American accent caught his ears. Before he could ask any questions, Freddie ran towards him.

“Uncle Harry!”. He was quick to scoop the younger boy up into his arms and squeezing him tight to his chest.

“I’ve missed you little man!”. Freddie wrapped his arms around Harry’s shoulders, still hugging him tight. “But I know someone who’s missed you more”.

“Auntie YN!”.

Harry led Louis and Freddie to where YN and Grace were in the large cosy living area. “Auntie YN…guess who I’ve found!”.

YN’s eyes almost popped out at the sight of her oldest nephew in her husbands arms. She jumped up from her place and opened her arms wide for him. “Freddie!”.

Freddie ran towards her and almost tackled her as he wrapped his arms around her, YN’s arms doing the same. “I’ve missed you Auntie YN!”.

“Not as much as I’ve missed you my boy!”. She didn’t want to let go but there was someone else who YN wanted Freddie to meet. Grace was laying on a large Playmat, small toys surrounding her. “Freddie this is little Grace…and Grace this is your big cousin Freddie”.

Louis watched as he sat on the sofa, his son gently holding onto Grace’s hand as he softly spoke to her. Picking up some of the toys around her to play with her. Trying his best to make her smile as he made silly faces.

“Why does she look like you?”. Freddie asked YN who was still sat next to him. Harry let out a chuckle at the question, something they get told regularly is that Grace is the image of YN.

“The same reason you look like your Dad”. YN explained, as she glanced at Louis. “The Tomlinson genes are just too strong”.

“You can say that again”. Harry sent YN a cheeky smirk.

Freddie had spent most of the morning by Grace’s side, knowing he may not see her for a while again. He was laid to down next to her on the large blanket, his little finger rubbing down her nose gently as her eyes grew tired.

Harry had gone to the kitchen to prepare them all lunch. But YN was now sat next to Louis as he swung his arm around her shoulder for a sibling cuddle. They watched their babies together, watching in awe at how loving and gentle Freddie was being with Grace.

“Why do I feel like we’re having a glimpse of what we were like as kids?”. YN asked as her eyes saw Freddie gently place a small blanket back over Grace who had kicked it off.

Louis smiled finding the loving moment between the cousins sweet. “Because you are…I literally adored you as a baby…well I still do, you’re just a bit more annoying now”. Louis teased.

“Hey!”.

“I’m joking…I can’t wait to see all our kids grow up together like we did”. Louis smiled.

“Family full of love!”.

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[abbatoirablaze]

Back To You, Nothing But A Memory

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings:  angst

“VICTOR, JACOB, BETHANY!” Fei Tan yelled at the three children, “I KNOW YOU THREE ARE NOT RUNNING AROUND IN MY HOUSE!  DON’T YOU DARE MAKE ME CALL YOUR FATHER HOME FROM WORK, BECAUSE YOU KNOW THAT I WILL!”

“Sorry Mrs. Tan,” the seven-year-old blond girl frowned as she came to a grinding halt.  Ten-year-old Jacob went wide-eyed before bolting out of his mother’s line of vision.  Eight-year-old Victor, however, stopped beside his neighbor, almost using her as a shield from his mother, “we-we were only playing…I-I’m sorry.”

“Oh, I can’t stay mad at you!  You are like the daughter I always wanted.  Give Auntie Fei a hug,” she cooed at the doe-eyed girl, scooping her into her arms.  Bethany giggled, returning the hug before being placed back beside Victor.  He gently reached across and took her hand, hoping that his mother would go easier on him since he was with Bethany.  She gave him a stern look, “Victor…you know the rules.”

He nodded, before his eyes averted her firm gaze.

“Victor, you be respectful and look at me!” she proclaimed.  Victor swallowed and looked up at his mother.  She reached forward and grabbed his chin, holding it between her fingertips, “you know not to run in the house.  Last time, your cousin Z tripped…because you four were-“

“I’m sorry!” he began, uttering out the words as best as he could from his mother’s grasp, “We won’t do it again!  I promise!”

“Good!  At least you’re good boy and face problems,” she smiled softly, patting him on the cheek.  She straightened out and looked to the stairs, “JACOB!  YOU COME DOWN HERE NOW!”

“Mama…” Jacob whined pathetically from around the corner.

“Don’t you make me walk over to you, Jacob Tan!”

“I’m sorry mama…”

“You sorry, you come here…”

The little boy padded around the corner, partially behind Bethany and Victor, but Fei Tan waved her finger at him, “no, no.  You don’t hide behind your little brother, Victor and Bethany.  You come here, Jacob Tan.  Right now!”

“Mama-“

“Bethany!  Victor.  You go upstairs until lunch is ready!”

“Yes Mrs. Tan!”

“Yes mama.”

“You remember that time when we were little?” Bethany asked as she looked at Victor.  Victor’s heart raced as her giggles seemed to wrap around him almost as much as the warmth of her body as she used his chest as her own personal pillow.  His heart fluttered as she batted her eyes at him, “you remember when you told me you loved me?”

“We were five and six!  It’s not as bad as you’re making it seem,” Victor chuckled from his spot on the blanket, “and anyways, you’re my girlfriend…so who’s really the one to laugh at?  I knew I loved you from the first second I met you!  You’re the one laying in my arms, so who really lost here?”

“Remember the day I moved to the apartment building?” she asked softly, looking up at him.

“I’ll never forget it!” he smiled.

“Hi…”

“What you want?” Fei Tan asked skeptically as she opened the door to the apartment.  The woman jumped as Fei got louder, “I ASK WHAT YOU WANT!  WHY YOU HERE?”

“Sorry…sorry.  I just-“

“Momma…”

Fei Tan’s rage stopped short when she saw the little girl cowering behind her mother. 

“Me and my daughter just moved into the building…you’re our neighbor…and we just-wanted to say hello and introduce ourselves.”

The little girl stepped out from behind her mother and handed off a simple looking box filled with cookies and brownies.  She bowed ever so slightly, her voice barely above a whisper as she attempted to hand the box off, her little hands trembling, “We made these for you…”

Fei softened, instantly feeling bad about making the little girl nervous.

“That is…that is very nice.  Thank you.” Fei said softly, bowing ever so slightly as she took the treats from the little girl, “you make this?”

“Uh-huh…me and mommy,” she muttered shyly, looking away from the woman.  She leaned against her mother and gripped her shirt, “I like making stuff.  Baking is my favorite!”

“Me too!” Fei proclaimed, already instantly warmed up to the little girl, “I am Fei Tan…”

“I-I’m Alice…and this is my daughter Bethany,” the woman smiled, pulling the attention back to herself, “I-I’m sorry if we bothered you, but Bethany begged me to come after she saw you had kids of your own.  We just moved into the building, like I said.  She-“

“You white!” Fei pointed out, cutting the other woman off. 

Alice, shell-shocked at the bluntness didn’t know what to do, “I-uh-yes…”

“This not white apartment building…you’ll stick out like sore thumb…why are you here?”

“My-my boyfriend’s family…they-they are-“

“Alice, what are you doing out in the hallway?”

Fei realized why she’d moved into the apartment building, as an Asian man strolled up to the two.   Both the woman and child all but lit up when they saw him. 

“I’m sorry…I just-we got stir crazy Lee…you know how Bethany gets.”

“Papa!” Bethany giggled happily, seeing the familiar man.  He gave his girlfriend a kiss before lifting the little girl up.

“You’re not her father!” Fei said quickly, pointing out the obvious difference. 

“Sometimes family is who you choose…not blood…Fei.”

“Is Mrs. Tan,” she reminded her husband’s friend, “you no call me Fei, Lee!”  

“Papa…can I play with Mrs. Tan’s kids?” 

Before Fei could answer, her two sons came fluttering past with their aunt and her son, “Fei…these boys…”

The boisterous trio made their way into the house, and Bethany was quick to get out of Lee’s arms.

“VICTOR.  JACOB!”

Two little boys reappeared at the door, “Who’s this?”

“This new neighbors,” Fei announced, “Alice and Bethany, moved in with Uncle Yang.”

“Yang?” Jacob asked, looking at the two women curiously, “Momma they’re white!”

Bethany giggled, and it was Victor who instantly seemed taken by her, “I-I’m Victor.”

“I’m Bethany.”

“I-I love you, Bethany!”

She giggled even more, a blush rising to her cheeks, “You’re cute!”

Bethany bit her lip and sighed happily.  Reaching out she stroked her boyfriend’s jaw before leaning in, “I love you, Victor Tan…”

“And I love you, Bethany one day Tan!” he smiled softly as their lips brushed.  She giggled once more as Victor leaned forward, putting some of his weight behind it.  She gasped as he rolled, pressing himself against her.  Their kiss broke, and their eyes met, both of them breathing shallowly.  He was hovering above her. 

She reached up again, stroking his cheek once more, “I can’t wait until we start college in the fall at UCLA…god, it’s the worst thing ever that we don’t go to the same school, but soon we’ll be in an apartment together…sh-“

“I need to tell you something baby…” he muttered sadly, the weight of his decision eating away at him.  He bit his lip and Bethany rolled the two of them, until she was on top, straddling his waist. Victor’s heart ached as the sunset outlined her frame, the pinks and oranges lighting up her blonde hair, and making her look like she had a halo. 

School was starting in two weeks.  

The days had been feeling shorter and shorter as the young couple ended their nights at the beach before sneaking back home. 

Victor sighed happily as he looked at his girlfriend.  Reaching out, he laced their fingers, before drawing them up to his mouth and kissing them, “I love you, Bethany Yang…”

“I love you, Victor Tan!” she giggled softly, scooting closer to him.  Their lips brushed and he smiled, letting go of her hand so that he could start wrapping his arms around her.  The couple scooted together, and Bethany flipped over, becoming the little spoon on their shared blanket, “you know…this year feels like it’s going to be crazy.”

“You’re telling me…senior year…we’ve got one more year of being at different schools.”

“And after that is UCLA!” she reminded him sweetly.  He nodded, pressing a kiss to her cheek.  She yawned and snuggled against him more, “we’re going to get ourselves a place together…just the two of us.”

“No dealing with Jacob walking in on us…”

“Or our parents!” she giggled softly. 

Victor felt a blush rising to his cheeks as he thought of the memory, “you told me that the door was locked.”

“I thought it was.”

“Just us,” he smiled, offering her another kiss as he looked out at the water, “we’ll be college freshman…sitting in a classroom all day, coming to the beach on the weekends…making love in our apartment every night…” 

“I can’t wait…”

“Me either.”

She laced their fingers together, “what is it?  You aren’t going to fight me over where we get an apartment, are you?  Because I’m dead set on-“

“I’m going to MIT!”

The words died in her throat. 

Victor had promised her back in December, when they both got their acceptance letters that they’d be together for college.  He was going to be studying engineering, while she was going to be a social worker. 

She hadn’t even heard him talk about MIT. 

“Wh-what?”

“I thought it was a long shot.  You know, ever since dad passed, mom said I should try to get in,” he admitted sadly as she let go of his hands.  His hands immediately went to her hips, and he started rubbing reassuring circles, “baby…I didn’t think I’d get in.  But when I did.  I-“

“How long did you know?”

Victor’s gaze left hers. 

Her heart broke.

“How long did you know, Victor.”

“Baby-“

“Look at me, and tell me…”

His eyes met hers, and suddenly he regretted it all.  Regretted even applying.  But most of all, he’d regretted that he’d hidden it away from her, “I-January.”

“January?”

He nodded. 

“Wh-when were you planning on telling me?” she sniffled, her eyes going glassy over the news, “we-were you going to wait until we had to sign a lease?  Were you going to disappear in the middle of the summer and let your mom tell me?  VICTOR!  You look at me and tell me…wh-why didn’t you tell me?”

“We both know why, Bethany…”

She sniffled a little bit more and shook her head, removing herself from on top of her boyfriend.  Victor reached out, but she slapped his hands away, “don’t touch me!  Don’t you dare, Victor!”

“Baby-“

“Go to hell, Victor Tan!” she spat, “I-I never want to see you again!”

Chapter 2

[xansposts]

sexuality

i wrote this a while back when i was just thinking about lgbtq+ representation and all that, it's just a rant about how i feel about it. it was shriveled up in my drafts lol but i thought pride month was an appropriate occasion to post this for first post goes crazy anyway enough yapping 🙏

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in this life, people look at you weird if you’re not normal. “normal”. sure, you could say we’ve come miles since the 1800’s and we’ve had so many rallies and protests and laws for inclusion. you can look at it positively. but, it’s tiny little things that make you realise we haven’t come that far, at all. take sexuality. we’ve had marriage legalised, and queer healthcare like hormones available to anyone that needs it. if you look at it on the large scale, everyone knows about gay people, and in western culture, nobody would bat an eye, because there is so much talk about being trans, and sapphic, and gay, that it is one of the biggest topics ever. it’s in every other tiktok and reel, you make harmless jokes with your friends calling things like sitting weird or looking a certain way gay, but just think for a second.

you’re in a not-that well known country, it’s not too big and its not too small, most people know of it. you’re in a decently small town where you have sweet parents. they’re strict to you sometimes and they smack you when necessary, but that’s really normal there. you go to a standard government school and you have good friends. you have a good social life and a good family, and you’re known as the sweetest girl between the aunties. you have siblings, and you mess around a bit, but nothing that would be morally wrong. you play harmless pranks. you like singing and drawing. you love putting your hair in crazy, weird shapes. you love helping mom mix her spiced veggies. you love pretending to help dad with washing his scooter but just making your brother do it for you. sure, not everything is perfect and you fight sometimes, but everything is where it has to be.

but you like a girl. it’s unheard of. its abnormal. it’s disgusting, it’s revolting. nobody could ever even think of something like it. if anyone knew, ever, her friends would all leave her. her friends who she gossips to everyday and listens to, will leave her alone like everyone else in her school and she will have nobody to talk to. she might see them whisper bad things about her and laugh and then look away. she has to hide it from them, and her brother, because if he knew, he would change his perception of her. the same sister he grew up with, the same sister he spent every moment with that he replays in his head with such joy, he looks at that same girl’s face with the most horrified look just because of one thing. if her parents every knew, the same parents who are her entire life. the two people she can turn to. her mother, with her silky black hair, who always held her face in her palms when she was a child and said “i’ll love you no matter what, my baby.” looks at her own child. someone with her eyes, her nose, her hair, her body. someone who gained being from her, looks at her with her eyes wide and her hand over her jaw, tears forming. with such a horrified look, the same horrified look everyone gave her. her own. mother. her father, her sweet father who used to take her on his shoulders and throw her up into the sky because she loved space and he said “i’ll show you the stars one day”, her own father who has always taught her to never stay with anyone who treats her anything less that what he does, looks at his own daughter as if she was a monster.

now, this little girl has nothing to turn to. so she copes horribly. she scratches her table, she pulls her hair from her scalp because she’s crying and she can’t breathe and she can’t scream. she holds herself because nobody ever will. all because she likes a girl. she hates herself for this, she grows up thinking she’s abnormal, and weird, and inhuman. she turns to god, and asks “why have you made me this way? why me? please god, cure my illness. i just want to be liked.” she grows up neglected, hurt, and at a point talking to her diary didn’t help. she was trapped inside a tiny black box with nothing but herself and her tears. she didn’t ask to like girls. she didn’t ask to be looked at weird. she didn’t ask to feel like she is the ONLY one that she’s ever seen that is like her. the odd one out. that’s what she lives in fear of. so she never tells anyone. she keeps it a secret. but she grows up under the stress of hiding it. her ENTIRE life. every little moment. hiding herself from everyone she cares about, because if they knew she liked girls, they would call her inhuman.

there are probably millions, if not more, people who live a life just like this. exactly like this. such a large population, growing up with such fear in their hearts, because they can’t tell anyone. it’s an immeasurable pain to carry.

that is why i believe, there is a lot of representation in western media, yes. ”dyed hair and piercings, must be gay.” ”heartstopper season 3 is coming out!!” ”all bisexuals know they need to tuck their jeans”

but i wish there were more. for girls like these. girls who feel TRULY helpless, in their own home, in their own life, who could just be themselves. representation matters because if we showed girls liking girls or guys liking guys the way we do with girls liking guys, those tiny girls or boys or anything else will feel like they’re understood. there’s more people like them out there, and they can take a deep breath, and close their eyes, and let the tears drop from their face, because they can be as happy and free as their mom, or dad, or friends, or brother. or anyone else. i wish they would see people in movies and comics and go watch them with their parents, and have it be normal. for those girls or guys in small towns, wishing anyone could let them be normal.

if you look at the us right now, we’re going backwards at a disturbing rate with all the anti-trans laws and we’re making even more kids feel unsafe. like they need to hide from everyone. and the same people who are publishing these laws, if they felt even a second of the mental pressure and pain it takes to go through that process of living your life suffering, they would be disgusted with the fact they even thought of putting a single, forget millions, of children through that. in the majority of countries, gay marriage is NOT legalised. and trans people live through the rut of it all. they are looked at the worst, and that added pressure with the fact that they feel disgusted and dysmorphic in their body and can’t do anything about that, often leads them to suicide.

and then people are so shocked. especially the older people (30 and above) “oh my god!!! this is horrifying, how could they kill themself? what even goes through a person’s head when they do that?” and they are the EXACT same people who laugh and shout and scream and gag in disgust and push them right to the brink themselves.

and in most places, it is frowned upon highly when you like someone of the same sex. and you would probably think that most invalidation comes from the older generation, who grew up with girls and guys being the absolute norm, and view anything else as shocking and abnormal. but, suprisingly, no. our own generation, the ones who have grown up with so many protests for lgbtqia+ marriage and rights, the same generation that grew up when most countries legalised gay marriage, and the same generation when being gay was being normalised, is the exact same generation that is tearing down every. single. word. that we have worked so hard to be said.

if you are a young queer person, obviously a younger, teenage person’s opinion of you is going to matter more to you than someone who is older, because, 1. they’re seen as dumb boomers who aren’t modern, and living in the same mindset and time as you, so you don’t see them as an equal, who you can share your true opinions and feelings with because they will probably disagree because they were taught different. and 2. because someone who has grown up with the same things you have, and has the same general knowledge about current events that matter to you (i.e trends or memes) matters more to you than someone who hasn’t. right?

and since someone who is your age’s opinion matters most to you, it should NOT be a thing that the same people who is your age is discouraging you with such harsh words casually about something that is so important to you, and is so normalised.

go on literally any tiktok with a trans person in it. any. you will 100% see a comment that says “still a guy” “we can tell buddy” “average american kid 💀💀”

imagine you posted a video, literally doing anything. you could’ve been making a funny relatable video which doesn’t even MENTION your gender in the slightest, and then you get a popup in your notifications seeing someone saying that shit. a stranger.

it’s really fucking easy to just say “don’t let them get to you.” “cyberbullying cannot be real cs like just ignore them” but when you actually get in the situation where someone says that shit to you it is 100% going to impact what you think of yourself and your gender negatively for as long as you live. well, maybe not that long, but you’re going to think of that comment randomly for another 5 years, let’s say. and that’s just ONE. if you’re someone that makes videos often, there are probably going to be tens of hundreds (maybe if you’re popular) comments that talk about it every single time without fail, and it’s going to impact you. ESPECIALLY if it’s instagram, because being blunt when using “dark humor” became majorly funny and evolved into your average teenage boy and sometimes even girl just casually saying something racist or homophobic and your friends laughing. it started out funny because you weren’t saying something outright racist, you were being creative about it, or making a joke about someone’s death but not outright saying it, and your friends would laugh out of shock because it was funny and a crazy, wild thing to say but now, since the blunt dark humour thing has been a running thing for a while now, when someone laughs at something dark you say you see them laughing and think it’s genuinely funny and over time that hardwires your brain to think being racist or something like that is just funny. not laughing because it was such a crazy dark thing to say, but because it’s funny. and normal. and now it’s normal to shit on queer people who just want to be like anyone else in society, because being a dick is funny. i just don’t get it.

i’m a funny person who isn’t that emotional most of the time, but when i am, man. i just sit on the edge of my bed and put my hands on my knees and just think.what if they found out? how would they react? when they found out about similar things they hit me. would they hit me? would they say they loved me no matter what and it wouldn’t matter? would they hold me in their arms and tell me they still loved me? or would they stare in disgust. with eyes burning with this hatred. feeling sorry they raised a daughter that could ever be like that. the worst, and most terrifying part is, i can’t fathom how they would react. i never even dared to interact with that topic with them, so i have no idea, not even the slightest idea, what they think about it. i guess they’re a bit more modern-minded than most parents, they didn’t force me to be a doctor or engineer, they said i could be what i wanted. (as long as it’s a good career, obviously) which is a step that is a LOT further than most parents like that take. but i just can’t even begin to think what they would be like.

anyway, that’s what i think. and i didn’t grow up with much representation until later in my life, but i was still young. i’m thankful for that, but i also really do wish i grew up with more lgbtq+ representation that wasn’t of white people. more lgbtq+ representation with poc, and people of my race, and my culture, and my country. we need to broaden our horizons. and stop repeating the same thing. gay white women, gay white men. happy pride month!

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what the skibidi

[youraverageaemondsimp]

i'm in the mood for some fluffy modern aemond x ethnic reader. i just want to have this hilarious choice between his fucked up family and hers.

if she had to admit, making aemond meet her ethnic aunties was one of the biggest hurdles of their relationship, as she knew how blunt they could be. but aemond insisted, as he wanted things to get serious. so, of course, she warned him on how blunt her ethnic aunties could be. true to her words, they were blunt as hell.

"oh my god! aemy-ah! eat some more! you look ugly because you are skinny!" said one of the aunties, shoving food down his throat.

"here aemy-ah! this will make your scar go away! you look ugly with it!"

"here aemy-ah! this will make the pain on your face go away!"

"when are you going to be promoted, aemy-ah?! your brother is useless!"

initially, they used to sting. but, gradually, he saw on how much they cared about him, even though that it might not be in the westerosi way. he looked at her, huffing in both happiness and faux chagrin-loving manner. without a doubt, despite their characters, it was clear that her aunties loved her very much. he saw on how they would defend her against one of her shitty exes.

"who was that guy again? demon?"

"auntie-ah! that is not how you say his english name!" huffed his beautiful girlfriend.

"well, to be fair, he is a demon, love," smirked aemond, before kissing her cheek while wrapping a dumpling with her that they would deep fry later on.

and, if he had to admit, their affections towards him were much more heart-warming than his own family. he could not help but have tears prick at the corner of his eye. he wished that his family's chaos were like this. not bat-shit crazy.

he saw on how her family would defend her like crazy whenever she cried. he saw on how her family would fight to make sure that she would succeed in both her professional and personal life. and he saw how they would slip in little treats for her. he never had that with his family.

"aemond," his beautiful girlfriend said softly to him, while the aunties chattered away while roasting some pork and skewered chicken.

"are you okay?" she whispered, holding his hand. she then took him to the sheltered spot to prevent his eye from hurting too much.

aemond tightened his grip on her wrist and bringing it to his lips and kissing it.

"i'm just-" he began, shaking his head.

"i know," she whispered, rubbing soothing circles around his back.

he then grabbed his beautiful girlfriend and held her tightly. how he wished that his family would be just as loving and supportive as hers.

"you don't have to go to the family dinner next week, aemond. you always become extremely depressed afterwards," she whispered.

he could not help but feel incredibly embarrassed about his own family. his brother, who was a drunk. jace and baela being obsessed with each other. his mother, alicent, giving daggers at rhaenyra. his uncle, daemon, giving side eyes at his grandfather. his father, viserys, was nothing more than a dead-beat daddy. and halaena, despite being kind, would always ignore him and become incredibly engrossed in her bugs and books.

"you don't have to come next week. it's my problem to deal with. not yours," he replied softly.

he's a grown man, after all. he could handle it all by himself. but she shook her head.

"i'll come with you," she insisted.

aemond opened his mouth but she cuts him off, "aemond, when i decided to commit to you, that meant i decided to accept all of you".

she then added, "my kind takes romantic relationships seriously so when i decided to say yes to you, i mean it".

aemond could not help but feel warmth through his heart. not once had he ever had someone who was his pillar of support. sure he had his mother but she was a lot more focused on preparing aegon for the company, despite having arrived in meetings drunk as hell. as for halaena, despite his love for her, she was never there for him.

"you know, i don't regret you yelling at me that day for being arrogant and too ambitious in my business strategies," he confessed, a soft smile on his lips.

"dude! if the company collapses, my job is fucked! honestly, i was shitting bricks that day. and i cried afterwards because i was scared of being fired," she admitted in a soft chuckle.

"and you gave aegon a black-eye," he chuckled.

"he was drunk, aemond! would you trust a drunk pilot?! and his business strategies?! shitty as hell! no plan, whatsoever!" she huffed.

"but, you do have a great sense of strategy, love," he admitted.

"dude, my people are very business-oriented. we pay in cash! credit cards are nothing more than useless plastic waste to us!" she laughed.

he wrapped his arms around her tightly and tucked her against his chest, hiding her from the world. he'd never share her.

"so, when are you two going to get married?" asked one of her aunties.

"you are not getting younger! hurry up and get married!"

"just marry him, already, haiyah! he is rich! and handsome!" said one of the aunties, squeezing one of his biceps.

"and have babies too! you need to have babies! they will give you more luck!"

"many many babies!"

"auntie-ah!" she cried, covering her face in embarrassment.

the aunties then turned around and looked at him now.

"here! have some of these! you need to eat more!" said one of them, shoving plastic tupperwares into his hands.

"and have some of these as well! they are better than antibiotics!" said one of the aunties, shoving a plastic bag into his other free hand filled with ointments. if he had to admit, they were soothing against the gnawing pain on his left eye. he definitely needed to know the shop to buy them.

"and marry her quickly!"

"make sure you get her pregnant!"

"and have multiple babies, already!"

"i need to see her get married! i am not getting younger!"

aemond could not help but laugh, as he felt the ring in his pocket. in which he would pull out that night. over a large steaming bowl of comforting hot pot.

LMFAO WHAT 😭😭😭

[ninqueen]

Let me introduce you to my redesign of Fluttershy.

Not much of her design has changed, just her cutie-mark mostly. And parts of her are blue and not just yellow all over.

So I might as well get into the lore.

- Fluttershy is demiromantic/sexual which means she only feels sexual or romantic attraction to people she has a strong bond and connection too.

- She's married to Discord and they live together in her cottage.

- She and Discord have been wanting a child, but she fears the implications of a pony + draconequus baby and the consequences or side effects of that pregnancy or birth. She's worried the baby might outgrow her or come out deformed. A baby born of a pony and draconequus has never been documented before.

- Fluttershy still has remnants of her bat pony form and when she's really mad, she hisses like one which Discord can't help but find adorable.

- She still takes care of animals and thanks to Discord's teleportation abilities, she's able to have many sanctuaries all over Equestria she can visit in seconds.

- Angel Bunny passed away and Fluttershy still thinks of him. She buried him outside of her cottage under a flower bed of forget-me-nots and she promised him her first child would be named after him.

- Her brother, Zephyr Breeze occasionally visits to have sibling days where they just hang out and talk about their problems with each other. Zephyr came out to his sister as gay before anyone else and Fluttershy was incredibly supportive of him, even knitting him a rainbow scarf as a gift.

- She and Discord love to play board games with one another, especially cards, which causes their competitive sides to come out. Fluttershy is ruthless when it comes to game nights.

- Fluttershy is the go to friend to send pets. She's made it a small business to petsit the pets of Ponyville when their owners are away.

- She's allergic to cat fur but it doesn't matter. She'll push through an itchy throat or hives if it means she can care for a cat in need.

- She struggles with insomnia. She sometimes needs Discord to put a sleeping spell on her to make sure she gets enough rest.

- She is the only member of the Mane Six that is childless. Sometimes this hurts her but she cares very much for her friends children and is often called "Auntie Fluttershy" by all of them due to her being the type to offer to host sleepovers or babysit when her friends are busy. She loves kids so she is glad to do it.

- All the kids feel comfortable talking to Fluttershy. Whether it be about romance troubles or stress, she is always there to listen.

- She has the strongest sense of empathy. She can immediately tell if something is bothering someone even if they try to hide it. Due to her soft nature, most feel fine opening up to her.

And there you have it, Virtu'Verse's Fluttershy. I hope you like her design and lore!

Next will either be Rainbow Dash or Pinkie Pie.

Feel free to comment any critique. Just be kind.