#their dad is pretty lenient and allows them a lot of freedom

[tangledinink]

Do the boys just never take off their cloaking charms? Between showering sports and just childhood shenanigans... how?

Yep! The long and short of it is that Splinter invested in the good shit. (How did he afford the good shit? Donnn't worry about it. Same way he was able to cut a deal with Big Mama...)

The Cloaking Crystals are specifically designed for long-term wear, the bracelets are small and minimal so as to not get in the way of day-to-day, and are enchanted so that they fit snugly and won't fall off by accident-- they have to be deliberately removed with intention. Splinter spent weeks teaching his sons how to wear bracelets without bothering them (even before he got the actual cloaking brooches) and drilling into them how important it was to never ever take them off.

After a while, the brothers just got used to having them on, and really didn't have any reason to ever take them off. I imagine that there was at least one occasion (when they were still young,) where one of the brothers (probably Leo...) started messing with his, but...

Dad didn't even get mad. He yelled a little, sure, and he stopped Leo right away, but... They could tell he wasn't angry. He was scared. They had never seen his face look like that before.

... They kind of decided after that that they really shouldn't ever take the bracelets off. Dad said it kept them safe, and it seemed like he meant it. Now that they're older, they mostly just chalk it up to it being some kind of superstitious thing on their Dad's part, but they remember how important it is to him, and that he told them not to, so... They just haven't.

Not yet, anyway.

[wannaeatramyeon]

I just thought what type of personality is thier child like and what type of dad they are.

Example: Daniel's child will be a chubby child like he is, probably shy and cute child. Daniel would be a dad that give confident to his child so they won't exprience hardship like and also both of them will have a shenanigans of eating in the middle of the night.

Gun's child would be mini Gun but doesn't look for fight like his dad. You can say the child is more of gentleman than Gun tendency. The child probably be like "Mom, How and why did you marry dad" Points at thier father who is rampaging in fight.

Thanks for the ask Sam and sorry it's taken so long 😭

Agree with your HC altho I wonder if Daniel might swing too much the other way being a health nut (after all the bullying and Lookism) and you would have to help him find a happy medium??

Lookism Boys as dads + what their kid is like

Wow that's a mouthful. HC for Jake Kim, Samuel Seo, Warren Chae, Goo Kim, Ryuhei Kuroda, Eugene, Vasco, Zack Lee, Johan Seong

General HC

Most would take after their dad and be at least adept with fighting

Unless specified they would turn out pretty ok. We all know the flaws these men have (except Jake he can do no wrong 🙏) so the coparent needs to balance that out

Jake and Samuels kids would be bff, much to chagrin of Samuel lol. He ends up seeing Jake far too much for his liking but his kid is happy so what can he do

Warren's kid and Yenna bff. Duh

Goo's and Ryuhei's hate each other at first. Always getting each other into trouble. Until. Wow, think of the chaos we can cause TOGETHER

Gun's kid IMO would probably get on with someone like Eugene's. But would be hilarious if they got swept into the Vasco/Zack/Johan dynamic

Eugene's is a bit of a loner. All the fancy upbringing means they have connections and networks rather than close friends 😔

Vasco's, Zack's and Johan's would be like siblings. Constantly pick on and insult each other. They're allowed to. But if someone joins in - WTF DID YOU JUST SAY?? YOU WANNA FIGHT?

Jake Kim

As a dad

Listen. I don't know whether my levels of delusion are way off with this man but he can do no wrong. He would be the best dad, best househusband. He would be harsh but fair and sooo much fun. Unfortunately your kid would be spoilt rotten with all the Big Deal Uncles and Auntie.

The kid

Like father like son/daughter. Absolute unwavering sense of right and wrong, maybe sometimes not too understanding of the shades of grey. A confident kid and heartbreaker - not purposely tho but their rizz will be off the charts like their dad. Of course a natural born leader. That runs in the family too.

Warren Chae

As a dad

Oof. If you thought he was protective over Sally then you have another thing coming. Needs a bit of talking around to give them their freedom and experiences. Apart from that you really can't complain. Warren has an infinite amount of patience. Also reads to them all the time to stop himself missing out words.

The kid

The cutest kind-hearted little soul! Would just be so nice and sweet! Super well adjusted and surrounded by loving adults (Hostel), and also Grandpa Manager Kim. Yknow the kids who are also constantly dirty? Like constant speck of dirt on their face? Yeah also that.

Samuel Seo

As a dad

It might be better if you're a single parent because he is gonna pass on some gnarly generational trauma. Your child will either end up like a mini-Samuel or fingers crossed there will be shitloads of therapy (for daddy and child).

The kid

Strives for perfection, and super ambitious. There's no avoiding some traits. Another natural leader, but rules less with an iron first than Sammy. Would be vain af, and looks after their appearance a LOT. A bit shallow and judgemental but will eventually grow out of it.

Goo Kim

As a dad

Shrewd af and always knows what's going on. Good luck to their kid because there is no lying to Goo. He'll play along and then drop the hammer. However, a bit too lenient so you would have to be the disciplinarian. Lets the kid just get on with things and learn by experience. "Oh you wanna play with the sword? Have fun!" "GOO NO-!"

The kid

Little shit. Sorry there's just no way they wouldn't be a mouthy little asshole. Goo would make sure they respect the parents, but otherwise they are a danger to society. A troublemaker. Figures out all the loopholes to any rules and laws... A constant headache but you can't help but be impressed.

Gun Park

As a dad

Does a lot of research before their kid is born. This guy is pretty thorough with things he is interested in, so if he's taking an active part in the kid's life then he will be meticiulous. Initially. Then, like Goo, will let their kid make their own mistakes. Otherwise, very hands on, doesn't believe in outdated parental roles. After all, this is Gun's ultimate masterpiece.

The kid

Christ. This kid could be the most intimidating child to have ever lived. Not as intense as their dad, but they are playing 5D chess while everyone else is just learning their shapes and numbers. They're cocky and confident, with the skills to back it up.

Ryuhei Kuroda

As a dad

Extremely similar to Goo imo. Would also love to embarrass the kid. Not purposely mind, just he can't keep his hands off or kissing you and no kid needs to see their parents so grossly in love.

The kid

An absolute menace, just like their dad. Huge prankster, mostly harmless. Don't get them together with Goo's kid because jfc they would be absolute terrors together. Unlike their dad in his youth, they would respect the shit out of women. You've seen to that.

Eugene

As a dad

Probably a little cold and severe, putting a bit too much emphasis on grades and perfection. Despite that, would actually be pretty good. Someone that reads up a lot on how to raise a kid, bonding with them etc etc. to form a somewhat healthy relationship.

The kid

Private school little wunderkind. Will grow up with the absolute best of everything and spoilt too so you would need to keep them grounded. Expected to take over Workers. Business acument and ambition will be drilled into them from an early age.

Vasco

As a dad

What is there to say about Tabasco that we don't already know. Would dote on them hand and foot. An absolute pushover! Their kid pulls out the puppy eyes and it's game over. Would teach them to protect themselves but probably draw the line at anything more.

The kid

Really creative? Vasco would place less emphasis on grades and would help to nurture their interest in the arts. But actually super smart too thanks to Uncle Jace's influence. Tbh I think the kid would be pretty perfect and with the kindest heart and stands up to bullies just like dad!

Zack Lee

As a dad

So so similar to Vasco. Has all these ideas on what they should and shouldn't do as a parent. Kid pops out, and Zack's a goner. Literally would do anything and everything for their child. Go absolutely crazy with pride if the kid is interested in boxing.

The kid

Would have no game... Like dad. Sorry. Good job they would be good looking af to even it out. Not a huge emphasis on education and grades thanks to Zack's influence. More focused on athletics. A little shallow and arrogant, but a huge softy underneath.

Johan Seong

As a dad

Panic and anxiety from the day their kid was born and every day after. First because of worrying about their eyes, second because he's just not comfortable with having an actual dependent. Tries to teach them about the evils of the world. Eventually chills out overall and reverts back to being the gentle-hearted boy he used to be.

The kid

For practical reasons, taught braille from an early age just in case. But otherwise a mini-Johan but without the trauma. Very softly spoken and sweet. Just an absolute ray of sunshine. Always accompanied by their dog, their bff and partner when a fight arises.

[andswarwrites]

Day 17

I'm a mom who has a mom, and isn't it true that there are certain aspects of motherhood and daughterhood that give you insight so you can have empathy both for your mother and your daughter?  Let me explain.

When I was a kid my mom would repeatedly tell me: "You'll understand when you have your own kids."  I remember balking when she would say that.  I would fantasize about the kind of mother I would be, and how I would let my kids do this and that, eat this and that, and I would play with them.  There are of course differences between my parenting style and my mom's, but I understand what she meant.  As a parent, you are juggling so many tasks, decisions, cares; your child doesn't understand why you have to say no to what  to them seems like a very reasonable request, but for you it is just too much to add right now.

I sometimes say "no" or "let me think about it" or "maybe some other time," not because I can't comply with what N- is asking, but because I simply do not have the mental energy to make another decision right now.  By the end of the day, I have made so many mini choices, from the order in which I'm going to go about my work for the day, to what I'm going to feed myself and my daughter, to how I'm going to respond to messages and texts, to how I should word a certain phrase, so any additional question feels like the drop that overflowed the bucket.

On the other hand I remember how disappointing it was when I was little and it seemed like my mom was always busy, so I tend to, if she wants to play together, suggest Lego; I used to build multicolor houses with her with her Duplo, but now she's moved on to Lego at her age.  Her dad paints miniatures, and he enjoys painting with her.  N- used to try to get me to play with her MLP or her LPS figurines, but she has a friend who enjoys doing that a lot more than I do, so now I'm off the hook.

I want to create pleasant memories for my daughter, the way my mother did for me.  What I remember the most is when my mother and I would chat in the evening, when both of us were relaxed, and she would get me talking by asking me questions.  I do my best to replicate that.  I honestly think the best gift a parent can give is time.  Time and peace.  And to have a peaceful home environment you need inner peace yourself, which means keeping stress at bay, which can be easier said than done.

I'm generally pretty calm, but I do let certain feelings and emotions build up until they are released in a short, sharp burst of harsh words.  When that happens, I apologize as soon as I can.  And you know how amazing N- is?  She is so forgiving.  She does not hold onto a grudge.  She sees the best in people, and when she forgives, she forgets.  The only time this proves a challenge for her is when someone she loves is wronged.  To me that proves her loyalty.

Many people considered my parents strict.  The way I would describe my upbringing is that they had standards and requirements, but they also encouraged me to learn and take on responsibility.  At times I felt like I wasn't given sufficient freedom, but I think my mom especially was very protective.  I think N- is far less sheltered than I was, because her childhood has been vastly different from mine.  And since she is so creative, I do give her a lot of breathing room.  I encourage her to draw in her sketchbooks and on the computer, to animate, to compose music, and to write stories.

I used to feel guilty that I seem incapable of providing N- with the same structure I grew up with, but I realize now that S- and I are not bad parents just because we let N- have a messy room, which I was never allowed.  I don't really command N- to do things, I remind her and I make suggestions, but I don't enforce.  Of course there are rules that she has to follow, and she has responsibilities, and she's going to accumulate more as she matures.  I wouldn't call us lenient, I would call us relaxed.  And N- is far from rebellious, and she likes to take initiative.  The other day she completely cleaned her room, from the floor to her bed to her desk, without being told.

You know the saying "When I say "Jump" you ask "How high?"?  I've never liked it.  I feel like if our children feel they can communicate freely, and ask the reason for certain rules and regulations, it will make it easier for them to follow direction.  I think the reason N- went ahead and impulsively cleaned her room is that she agrees with me, and a living space that is neat and clean is good for mental health.  I don't need my home to be pristine, I just like a certain amount of order, and I like pretty things all around, from the pile of books on the end table to the scented candle and teacup on the table.

I think the most important quality I can cultivate as a mother is empathy.  And I need empathy as a daughter as well.  Those regular chats I used to have with Mom?  I still have them, just over the phone.  Today she called me and poured out her heart about something that had upset her.  All she needed was a listening ear and some comforting words and I was happy to provide those.  Every human has a unique perspective, and I think it enriches everyone when that perspective is shared, and it enlightens us to one another's point of view.  Within reason of course, there are some disagreements that are unavoidable

I sometimes wonder how close N- and I will be after she leaves our home.  Will she call me every day like I call my mom?  Will she live nearby enough that I will be able to invite her over for dinner regularly?  She's turning thirteen soon, which means she'll have Instagram.  I can't wait to tag her in posts and send her memes.  I remind myself every day to treasure the time I get to spend both with my daughter and my mom, because life is fleeting, and change is inevitable, so from tears to laughter, just being together is precious.  All of it.

[theluminoussunflower]

I guess I have 2 questions. Are the characters happy with their lives and what they turned out to be, and more specifically what are their career choices.

so i'm guessing you just mean like the original seven boys, so i'm gonna do this character by character

todd: became a writer. he writes primarily poetry, but has a couple of essays and novellas. consistently gets on the NYT best-sellers list. he's not a celebrity per se, like he doesn't need to Salinger-hide, but he's very well-known. he is happy that writing became his career, but considers his family his greatest achievement (awwww). he feels that he pushed his limits and took risks and challenged his ideas, like keating taught him to do. the main thing he remains "safe" about is his sexuality. rumors fly about todd anderson in the Literary Community that he's gay n such, and he never responds to it bc he knows that may put his family in danger. he wishes it were different.

knox: lawyer, a pretty good one too. i pictured him doing corporate law and having his dad's firm. he doesn't live lavishly, but his family is wealthy, nice cars, nice suits, nice homes. he's pleased with his career. he's still a himbo, but he's not a player or a creep. he's not the perfect dad or husband, and he recognizes that his work gets in the way of personal relationships.

pitts: before vietnam, worked in radio and tv, fixing stuff and being techy. after returning from vietnam, he sort of lost the ability to care for himself. over the years, he's healed a lot, but he is not the gumbo boy we saw in the movie. he had to move closer to his family and allow his parents to dictate his life while he recovered, hence why his son attends welton. losing meeks and the tragedy of war gets to him a lot. but like todd, he finds happiness in his wife and children. for what life could have become, he's happy with how he ended up. he just knows he could have had more freedom and could have granted his children a better childhood. (obviously that's like not his fault, but he feels like it is)

i'll tack on meeks: before vietnam, he also worked in radio. he was bright-eyed, looking forward to the future and starting a family. he was happy.

cameron: some may say becoming the headmaster of your high school isn't amounting to much, but cameron really loves it. was a teacher before and students liked him a lot. he was as lenient as he could be without being considered a "keating". that said, being a high school teacher—even at Welton—doesn't pay bills very well, and he and wifey fell on hard times quite a lot. when the kids came along, it got harder. so he doesn't love where things are at at the start of the story, but he thinks things are looking up between him and wife and kids. (he is wrong, but that's not the point)

last, and littlest, charlie: i based charlie mostly on what mr gale hansen said in that one podcast. he did his stint of "carpe"-ing but was forced to settle down and do whatever people on wall street do. it never made him happy. he married women he didn't love, or maybe loved for a moment. he loves his kids though, sees neil in all of them. he burns his career and ends up back in Welton. obviously the last place he would ever want to be, but he's going to make the most of it. he's on the up, but definitely does not feel he carped enough in his life.

so yeah

[subdee]

I really like your post about tsubone and illumi’s needle, it gave a lot of insight. I don’t know how much of this comes from the manga and what they manufactured for the anime, but to me it’s always seemed like Silva let Illumi control Killua chiefly to make sure he wouldn’t free Alluka. Idk, maybe he’s stricter in the manga but in the anime Silva lets him leave home for two years to train at heavens arena, and ultimately lets gon take him away from home. Now that I’m thinking about it though he might’ve been playing the long game and thought it would benefit to give Killua some pieces of freedom.

Hey thanks for the ask! It's been a while since I've gotten one but I enjoy answering them :D

Actually the (2011) anime and the manga are pretty similar, so it's not really any different in the manga... Silva seems lenient, and Killua seems to resent him less - in the beginning - than he resents his mom, who's smothering and emotional, or Illumi, who's controlling and (literally) manipulative.

But it's really playing the long game, right? Even when it comes to Alluka, Killua at first thinks his dad's position is reasonable... Illumi wants to kill her, he's the unreasonable one. But his dad just "freaks out" at her power because it's dangerous and he doesn't want the family to get hurt:

But the truth about Silva is that he's just as bad as the rest of them... he's just as manipulative as the rest of them, he's just better at it. Everything that happened to Killua happened because he decided it. He just gets the other members of the family - like Kikyo, Illumi and Milluki - to do his dirty work for him, so he can seem more reasonable and Killua won't hate him.

And that's how it works in a hierarchy, right? The head bully never gets their hands dirty directly. They just subtly encourage others. It's hard for Killua to think as badly of his father as he thinks of his mother, because in the family hierarchy, Silva has more power than she does. That's why he can badmouth his mom and Miluki - or literally attack them when he runs away from home - but it's a different story with his dad, whom Killua has only ever seen treated with respect by everyone else around him, as the head of the family.

Anyway, he eventually realizes that Silva is also a bully... here's the scene:

I think it's a big character growth moment for him to realize this, because Silva is subtle. That's my personal opinion, though, it's not really that clear (in the manga or anime), and you have to read between the lines.

BTW, a lot of fans think - and this was in @thehuntyhunties post here too - that the reason Silva/Kikyo are lenient with Killua is because they know they fucked up with their first two kids. It's kind of a Goldilocks and the Three Bears situation, they were too strict with Illumi - so he only understands "love" as an attempt to control and manipulate another person - and too lenient with Miluki, so he never developed the discipline he'd need to be a top-ranked assassin. With Killua, they try to strike a balance, and that means giving Killua more freedom than Illumi, but still monitoring him extremely closely.

Here's the scene in the manga when Silva lets Killua leave with Gon, by the way:

And then when Kikyo complains that Killua is "at the most crucial stage of his development as the next head of the family" and how could Silva just allow him to go, he says this:

It's like... DUN DUN DUN, right? Clear foreshadowing that Silva has an ulterior motive, he's not just letting Killua go because Killua asked nicely.

What I personally think is that an open conflict with Killua here would be counterproductive, Killua would just resent his family's control that much more... and maybe resent his dad, in particular. He's an a "crucial stage" in his development - the teenage rebellion stage - he'd rebel more if Silva kept him at home by force. They can't force him to be the next head of the family, not without breaking him like the broke Illumi.

And while I personally don't think Togashi had planned everything with the needle training, and Alluka's character, etc, yet at this point, we're still supposed to realize that something is up when Silva lets him go... that Silva is plotting something, he's setting Killua up. The general fan theory is he was expecting to Killua to betray Gon, and feel terrible about it, and come home.

So yeah, basically what you said... the long game XD.

EDIT: Important tags from @autumnxsunflower:

[paperbodiesamongthestars]

Day 22: Yellow

John Harrington stood in the foyer of his house in Loch Nora, brow furrowed. It was the first time in his life that he had come home to find the house looking so...occupied. And sure, he and Irene hadn’t mentioned that they were coming back to Hawkins because it had been so last minute, but even so, Steve usually did a better job keeping it looking tidy. He was expected to do a better job. 

John moved further into the house, noting new details. Steve’s sneakers were in the front hallway, alongside a pair of heavy boots, and every hook on the coat rack was filled. John saw two leather jackets that he was sure didn’t belong to Steve and a denim jacket covered in patches that he also didn’t recognize. The coffee table in the living room was covered in books and papers, and there was a stack of dirty plates in the sink. John set his bags down and glanced over at Irene, but she seemed as bemused as he was. 

The basement door stood open, and they followed a heavy clank of metal on metal down the stairs. John stopped dead at the bottom, taking in the scene. All the furniture in the room was pushed up against the walls to create an open space in the center, where Steve was on his back on a weight bench. He was breathing heavily as he pressed up a bar with what seemed like a significant amount of weight on it. Another boy, blond and built like he knew exactly what he was doing with a set of weights, was spotting him. Steve finished a rep with clear effort and set the bar back on the rack. John glanced over at Irene, who had a little smile on her face. He frowned; she had always been too lenient with their son.  

“Ugh,” Steve said, “I thought I would be able to do more reps.” The blond smirked down at him. 

“You gotta be patient, pretty boy.” He flexed a bicep and turned to kiss it. “You don’t get results like these overnight.” Steve rolled his eyes and huffed a laugh. 

“Steven?” John said, and the effect was immediate. Steve’s head whipped around and he started to quickly sit up. The other boy threw a protective hand between Steve’s forehead and the bar, preventing what probably would have been a painful collision. Steve didn’t take his gaze off of John as he ducked past the bar and sat up. The boy let his hand drop back to his side, but he took a step closer to Steve.  

“Mom, Dad,” Steve said, standing up. “I didn’t know you were coming home.”

“Clearly,” John said, waving a hand at the stairs behind him. Steve flushed a little and his brows drew down. John opened his mouth to demand an explanation, but Irene’s hand was suddenly at his elbow, gently pulling him back toward the stairs. He glowered at her, but her eyes were on Steve and the other boy.  

“We’ll need to unpack and freshen up,” she said calmly, glancing at her watch. “Dinner will be served at seven.” She looked back up. “I assume you boys will have no trouble being ready by then?” The two of them exchanged a quick, wordless glance that appeared to contain an entire conversation. 

“No problem, Mom,” Steve said. “We can be ready.” 

“Lovely,” Irene said with a smile, and then she steered John back upstairs. They picked up their bags in the foyer and John followed Irene to the second floor. He was thinking about the argument he was about to have with his wife about her intervention, but he stopped dead at the door to Steve’s room. His jaw dropped as he pushed the door open wider. 

“Are you seeing this?” he demanded. Irene nodded slowly as she took in the room. The plaid wallpaper was gone. Instead, three of the walls were a cool grey color. The fourth wall, opposite Steve’s bed, was a bright, cheerful yellow. “Did you approve this?” John asked Irene, who had that small smile on her face again. 

“I would have,” she said, “but he didn’t ask.” John shook his head. “Unbelievable.” Steve was behaving as though the house belonged to him. Whoever the other boy was, he was clearly a bad influence.

“What the hell was that, downstairs?” John demanded of Irene as soon as the door to the master suite closed behind them.

“Exactly what I looked like, I expect,” she said serenely, opening her suitcase and pulling out her toiletry bag.

“You know what I meant. I’m not sure why you intervened. He owes us an explanation,” John said. 

“And he can provide one over dinner, if you absolutely insist,” she replied.  

“And since when does Steve lift weights?” he demanded, irritated all over again that he had come home to a house that had changed, and a son who hadn’t yet apologized for it. 

“Oh, I imagine those came with the boy,” Irene said with that same little smile, her eyes sparkling with amusement. 

“You better believe that I will be talking to Steven about that situation. His friend seems far too at home in this house. It’s probably his fault everything is in disarray.”

“That’s a bit of an overstatement, don’t you think?” Irene asked absently. She was facing away from him, looking into the vanity mirror as she removed her makeup. 

“No, I don’t,” he said stubbornly. “The boy painted his room without consulting us, and the basement is barely usable.”

“I don’t see why that matters. You only ever spend time in your office when we’re here.” There was a pause. 

“It’s the principle of the thing,” John finally said. 

“Hmm,” was all Irene said in response. 

“I don’t see why you included that boy in our dinner plans. Steven should have sent him home as soon as we arrived.” Irene stopped what she was doing and turned to face her husband. Her expression was amused. 

“Darling,” she said patiently, and John knew she was growing irritated with him. She hadn’t called him that sincerely in a very long time. “You’re a lot of things, but stupid isn’t one of them. There are three additional coats on the coat rack, and it’s sixty-eight degrees outside, so he didn't wear all of them over here today. Additionally, there isn’t a teenager in the world who brings every single one of his textbooks over for a study date, and most of those books were for classes that Steve isn’t even taking.” John frowned at that. He hadn’t noticed that because he didn’t know what classes Steve was taking. He was a little surprised that Irene did. She continued. “And that weight bench, as we both know, isn’t Steve’s. That boy is living here, and probably has been for a while.” She intentionally did not mention the thick Stephen King book and the pair of reading glasses John obviously hadn’t noticed on the second nightstand in Steve’s room. Horror had never been Steve’s preferred genre, and he didn’t wear glasses. 

“Well, I’m putting a stop to it,” John announced. Irene stared at him for a long moment, eyes going a little hard, though her smile stayed in place.

“We’re here for three days,” she said. “How exactly are you planning to control what Steve does after we leave?” 

“I’ll threaten to cut him off. That should communicate the seriousness of the situation.” Irene stared for a beat and then turned back around to continue removing her makeup.

“You’ll do no such thing,” she corrected calmly. 

“I’ll do as I see fit,” he shot back. She nodded to herself and set down the cloth in her hand. Then she turned around again, standing up to face him. 

“Have you forgotten who you’re dealing with?” she asked, voice low. She hadn’t bothered to raise her voice at him in years. “Because you seem to be under the mistaken impression that I’m one of the sycophants you insist on surrounding yourself with.” She took a step toward him. “Here’s what you’re actually going to do. You’re going to unpack and freshen up. You’re going to go do whatever it is you do in your office until it’s time for dinner, and then you’re going to come eat. You’re going to be polite to our son and his friend.” John raised his eyebrows at her. 

“I don’t see any reason why I should allow you to dictate my behavior,” he said, his tone condescending. Her answering smile was sharp. 

“You actually don’t know, do you?” she murmured, shaking her head. “Steve turned eighteen two months ago. I do hope your assistant remembered to send a gift.” She saw the significance of it land. John swallowed. “Just so that we’re on the same page,” she continued, “if you decide that it is a good idea to berate or threaten our son, who is an adult, or his friend, you will very quickly find yourself in the middle of some probably very contentious divorce proceedings.” John glared at her. 

“You wouldn’t,” he said confidently. “Your reputation stands to suffer as much as mine does.” 

“I don’t care,” she said bluntly. “It’s been years since I cared what anyone in Hawkins thinks of me. The only thing you had to hold over my head was custody, and now that our son is an adult, your leverage is gone.”

“You cannot—“ he started to say, but she took a step closer and cut him off. 

“We have an arrangement," she said, "and it's working. I get the freedom to live as I please most of the time, and you get the image of a perfect family on the rare occasions that you need it. It would be a shame to disrupt it simply because you are incapable of keeping your disapproval to yourself for three days.” John fumed, but he also backed down. He knew defeat when he heard it. He stalked off to the closet to change without further comment, unreasonably annoyed by the way Irene hummed to herself while she sat back down to finish removing her makeup. It wasn’t until later that he realized she had been humming Handel’s “Hail the Conquering Hero.”

An hour later, Irene had freshened up and was on her way down to the kitchen to start dinner. She stopped when she heard Steve’s hushed voice coming from the living room. 

“Billy, I’m serious!” Then Steve gasped as if he had just realized something and groaned. “Oh my god, they probably saw my room.” Billy huffed a laugh. 

“They should be thanking us for that, baby. The plaid wallpaper was a crime.”

“You don’t understand. My dad is going to—“ Steve stopped. “Hey, B, no,” he said in a softer voice. “Not like that. He’s not…I’m sorry. Come here.” Irene turned around and made her way silently back up the stairs, wanting to give her son and the boy he was obviously dating the time they deserved to finish their conversation. Dinner could wait. 

Irene smiled to herself as she thought about how delighted Annette would be to learn that Steve had a boyfriend. A boyfriend who was right about the plaid wallpaper—it had been John’s idea, after he saw it in a magazine somewhere. The yellow was a vast improvement. Maybe the bedroom in her apartment in Paris could use an accent wall, Irene mused. She couldn’t wait to get back there, as soon as their weekend of pretending to be a happily married couple was over. 

Your reputation stands to suffer, John had said, and he wasn’t wrong. The people of Hawkins would absolutely frown on her lifestyle, her life in Paris with her beloved Annette. But it certainly looked like that revelation wasn’t going to bother her son at all, and if Steve didn’t mind, Irene truly couldn’t care less if other people did. She smiled to herself again. When John finally figured it out, he was going to be furious, and there wasn't going to be a damn thing he could do about it. She found that thought immensely satisfying.

[among-starz]

Can we have the mlqc boys as dads

I'm gonna be honest with y'all, I was very hesitant about writing this one because I cannot see myself ever having kids in the future, and putting myself in the shoes of someone with kids is kinda difficult. But, somehow, I managed to write something I really don't hate, so enjoy!

MLQC/MLDD boys as dads

Gavin

-Initially very lenient with his kids.

-His father wasn’t a good man, and he doesn’t want to be anything like him.

-Only when one of his kids gets into a small skirmish at school over a swing does he realize that, while he shouldn’t be harsh like his father, he also shouldn’t let his kids do whatever they want.

-He knows what it’s like to be a violent kid, and that’s another thing he doesn’t want for his kids.

-His kid gets punished for the fight, and Gavin starts dishing out more punishments, but only when necessary.

-When you two have your first child, he immediately gives up going on missions in favor of becoming either a standard city police officer, or someone who does work behind the scenes.

-He wants to be as present in his children’s life as possible, and that means he can’t up and leave unexpectedly for days, maybe even weeks at a time.

-Will definitely want to play all sorts of sports with his kids, but if they’re more into arty activities, he’ll try to join in, even if he’s horrible at it.

-Is the dad to coach his kid’s little league team

-If they want to, he will let his kids dress him up to their liking “Daddy’s a princess now!”

-Kept the star lamp he bought on the furniture city date and puts it in the kid's room.

-Flies the kids around a bit, much to your horror “Gavin! Get down here now!” “Higher daddy! Higher!”

The rest of the boys are under the cut :)

 Kiro  

-Dad jokes galore.

-“Hi hungry, I’m dad!” “Dad, shut up.”

-As soon as you tell him you’re pregnant, he’s stepping down from the spotlight.

-He knows what it’s like to grow up with thousands of eyes watching his every move, and he doesn’t want that for his kids.

-Will probably do freelance coding work from home.

-Stay at home dad!!

-Gonna be honest, probably let himself go a bit did anyone say dad bod?

-Don’t get me wrong, he still works out and keeps himself in okay shape, but without the whole world watching and Savin breathing down his neck, he’s allowed a little more freedom the extra pudge is a good pillow anyways, I’m not complaining.

-When his kids start school, he may be tempted to change his legal name so no one treats his child any differently.

-Will do anything so his child can grow up normally.

-Packs the best lunches for his kids. Like those cute bento boxes with cute, themed picks and sandwiches cut into fun shapes.

-He can put his foot down when he needs to, but he usually feels really bad about it.

-Constantly singing and playing music to his kids, you’ll play the piano, he’ll play the violin, and the kids will sing to their heart's content.

-Will enthusiastically watch their concert put on in the basement, will cry, and demand an encore.

Victor

-Harsh dad.

-He’s a complete tsundure to his partner, no way is that changing too much when he has a kid.

-Despite that, he always puts his kid before his work. Your kid has a soccer game while he’s supposed to be on a business trip? He’s sending a representative in his place.

-And will make time in his busy schedule to play with his child, anything from playing in the yard to letting his kid pretend he’s a pony is fair game.

-Cooks the best food but is a little annoyed with the picky pallet of a child “I’m not putting ketchup on your eggs and that’s final.”

-Will relent when his kid refuses to eat, but cringes at their every bite.

-Doesn’t say I love you often, but when he does it’s so full of emotion his kids know he means it.

-Is less shy when dishing punishments than Kiro and Gavin, but never gives unfair punishment.

-He knows his kids are growing up in a privileged household and will instill the actual worth of money in them so they don't go into adulthood thinking everyone can just up and fly to Dubai.

-Is pretty strict when it comes to grades but encourages his child to take the classes that interest them.

-Isn’t about to try and dictate what his child does with their life, not matter what they end up doing he’ll be proud.

Lucien

-When you give birth, his work habits don’t change much.

-The only thing is, when work can be done at home, he’ll likely bring it home.

-He usually has a lot of paperwork to do and, if he were to do it all at work, he’d never be home.

-Best tutor in the world.

-Will help his child with any homework they have, is the king of helping them with their science fair projects. “No, you’re not making a baking soda volcano.”

-Is pretty strict about grades too, like Victor, but since he’s always there to help with homework/studying grades probably won’t be too much of an issue.

-He’s pretty much involved in every hobby his kids might want to pick up I mean, photography, painting, reading, I wouldn’t be surprised if this man learned to build rockets in his free time

-Is very open to sharing his hobbies with his kids, and on the off chance they want to try something he doesn’t know how to do, he’ll be right there learning beside them. “Dad I wanna skateboard,” Lucien, in all the skater boy attire, “Way ahead of you.”

-Doesn't like punishments, is much more into lectures about why what they did was wrong, and trying to figure out why they did that.

-His child will grow up very emotionally mature.

-Punishment is the last resort, and his kids know they really fucked up when they get grounded.

-Is at every game or event of his child’s. 100% the embarrassing parent yelling his kid’s name. “Daaaad, please never do that again.” Sorry, but he will be doing that again.

Shaw

-Does not want kids.

-Will adopt a few weird animals like a lizard and a ferret and call himself their daddy, but that’s about it.

-Kids are loud, smelly, and gross, no way does he want to go within 10 feet of one of those fuckers.

-If you really want kids, Shaw isn’t your best option.

[skeeter-110]

A Canvas of Past Experiences

By: @skeeter-110 for @littlemissagrafina

Rating: General Audiences

Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Pepper Potts / Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Pepper Potts & Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe) & Tony Stark

Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Pepper Potts, Morgan Stark (Marvel Cinematic Universe)

Summary: Penny loved getting tattoos and piercings. Of course, she only had her ears pierced in high school and a tiny stick-and-poke on her ankle; she wanted to look professional when applying to her dream college, of course. But she quickly learned that everyone was a lot more lenient about that kind of stuff than she thought. Although, of course, not everyone was lenient about it.

This fic is for @littlemissagrafina for the @friendly-neighborhood-exchange!!

They asked for the prompt: Peter or female Peter (whichever you're more comfortable with) has wanted tattoos and piercings for years and they finally start getting them. They hide them up until college when they get used to not covering up or taking the jewelry out around people and when they come home for break, Tony and the ironfam all have really shocked and surprised reactions. Especially Tony cuz Protective Irondad™

I really hope you enjoy this!!

Link to AO3

Penny had always loved the idea of tattoos and piercings. She loved the idea of someone being able to turn something so meaningful into a beautiful piece of art that you would wear forever.

Of course, when she started getting more into the idea of tattoos and piercings, she was one year away from high school, so the idea of getting a tattoo did not fly too well with her mom and dad. She was, however, allowed to get her ears pierced when she and Pepper went out for a girl's day, and that was good enough; for that moment.

But Penny never lost the love for it all.

Her first tattoo was when she was in high school. If you even really want to call it a tattoo.

She and M.J were having a sleepover together when the idea of doing stick and pokes came up. It was just a silly suggestion that passed, a “what if we got crazy tonight” kind of idea. But, after a while, the idea turned more into a reality, and before the two girls knew it, they were getting all the supplies ready.

It wasn’t anything crazy, just a tiny little star on her ankle. Penny knew she had to be careful with getting tattoos if she wanted to be able to get a professional job - and her parents would probably have a heart attack if they found out - so it stayed hidden underneath her sock. Although, none of that matters; the makeshift tattoo faded away before her junior year anyway.

But, despite wanting them, between wanting to look professional while she was applying for her dream school, and her overprotective father, Penny wasn’t able to get more than her ears pierced twice.

Until she went off to college.

Penny started considering getting another piercing - just to be able to test the limits of her newfound freedom - a few months after getting settled into her new life at college.

When she began asking her roommate who the best piercer in town was, though, her roommate really ran with the idea and the next thing Penny knew, they both were going with a group of friends to get tattoos.  

It kind of just snowballed from there.

One tattoo quickly turned into two, and then three, and then four. And then the next thing Penny knew, she was moving onto piercings; getting a stud in her nose, her belly button pierced, even an industrial in her ear.

She didn't really think much of it at the time. Her tattoos were placed so she could show them off, but also hide them at the same time, and she figured that she could enjoy her piercings now and just take them out later when need be.

It was so normal for other students to have piercings and tattoos, though, that Penny felt comfortable enough herself to not even bother hiding hers.

Until it was time for her to go home for the holidays, that is.

Her Dad had told her a couple of weeks ago over the phone that they planned on spending Christmas together at the house in Malibu - something about Morgan begging to make sand mermaids, whatever that meant - so Penny was to meet them at the airport there.

Because MIT was in Massachusetts, Penny arrived at the airport in sweatpants and one of her Dad's old hoodies, so her recent modifications were all basically hidden under clothes and hair; except for the stud in her nose.

In the future, whenever Penny thinks back to this moment, she likes to partially blame all that for what happens later. But, right now, in this current moment of time, all Penny could focus on was not running and throwing herself at her parents; her piercings and tattoos were - and the thought of hiding them - was the last thing on her mind. Especially when she heard a familiar little voice calling for her.

"Penny! Penny, Penny, Penny!" Morgan calls out as she runs down the hall. Penny couldn't help but laugh when she saw her younger sister, instantly getting down on one knee and opening her arms up.

"Hello, M. Oh, I missed you!" Penny coos as Morgan slams into her, quickly wrapping her younger sister up in a tight hug.

"Hey, don't hog all of her attention. Her parents would also like to see her." Tony teases as he and Pepper finally made their way over to the two girls.

"Oh, don't worry old man, there's plenty of me to go around." Penny jokes back, lifting Morgan up in her arms as she stood up.  As soon as Penny was upright, Tony pulled her into a hug, both of them breathing each other in. Three months was definitely too long.

"I missed you, Dad," Penny whispers, Tony giving his daughter one last squeeze in return before releasing her. And of course, that was the first time Tony had gotten a really good look at Penny since she went off to college.

"Woah, I know it's been a few months since we've seen each other, but I'm pretty sure you didn't have," Tony pokes the stud sitting in Penny's nose, "this when you left. What, are you joining a biker gang?" Tony questions, making both Penny and Pepper roll their eyes.

"Oh, Tony, leave her alone. It's just a tiny little stud." Pepper tries to placate while pulling Penny in for her own hug.

"I don't care if it's tiny, there's still a hole in our daughter's face where there wasn't a hole before." Tony continues to voice his displeasure.

"I think it's cool! Can I get one?" Morgan chimes in, causing Penny to burst into laughter at her father's reaction; he looked like he was about to have a heart attack at just the mere idea of Morgan also getting her nose pierced.

"How about we discuss getting your ears pierced in a couple of years instead." Pepper offers instead, everyone glad when that was enough to get Morgan off the subject for a while.

The key term there: for a while.

It didn't take too long for them to get the rest of Penny's luggage and to begin heading out to the beach house, but it definitely was long enough for the heat to reach it's high - causing Penny to sweat in her winter clothes - and for dinnertime to begin; causing everyone's stomachs to growl.

"Hey, Penny, do you want to go swimming in the pool with me while Daddy grills dinner?" Morgan excitedly asks, the small girl clearly over the moon to finally have her big sister back home.

"Yes, please. I'm roasting in these clothes." Penny whines, glaring at Tony when he began to laugh at her.

"That's what you get for wearing a hoodie and sweats when you know how hot it gets here." Tony light-heartedly says.

"Yeah, well, it's freezing in Massachusetts right now, you should know that." Penny snarks making Tony fondly chuckle. No doubt memories of when he went to MIT were flooding through his mind.

Almost as soon as they pulled up to the house, Penny was grabbing her luggage and dashing inside so she could change with Morgan right on her heels, both of them leaving their parents behind to get dinner started.

Penny took a bit longer than she usually would have getting dressed, taking her time afterward to put her stuff away and breathe in the familiar sight of her room.

Once she was dressed in a tank-top and shorts with her swimsuit underneath, Penny began making her way out to the patio where the pool was and where her Dad was, inevitably, grilling burgers. And that's where Penny messes up.

"Penny, what is all over your arms and legs?" Morgan calls from where she was sitting on the pool steps, making Penny cringe when she realized all her tattoos were on display.

"Penelope Virginia-" Penny heard her Father begin to grit through his teeth, making her whip around and put her hands up to try and placate him.

"-Dad, don't freak out-"

"-Stark! What the hell is all over your body?" Tony seethes as he walks around the grill and over towards Penny.

"They're just little tattoos; nothing too serious," Penny mumbles, knowing that any argument she gave in that moment wouldn't even be remotely good enough for her Dad.

"'Nothing too serious?'" Tony repeats in shock before spitting in his hand and rubbing it over the one tattoo Penny had over her shoulder.

"Eww, Dad, stop it, that's disgusting," Penny whines, pulling away and shoving Tony's hand off of her.

"Tony, leave her alone for-" Pepper begins to gripe as she walked out with more stuff for dinner, only stopping and gasping when she saw all the ink on Penny's skin. "Penelope, what did you do to yourself?"

"Can we please not make a big deal out of this. They're just tattoos and I promise that they're all in spots where they can easily be hidden and they all have meanings. Like the flowers on my thigh are all our birth flowers; they're not just meaningless little things." Penny tries to defend herself, knowing that it would be better for her if she could at least get her mom on her side.

One pissed-off parent is always better than two pissed-off parents.

"Well, I mean, Tony she is eighteen." Pepper gently slowly concedes.

"No. No, Pep, don't give in. This is bad. Our daughter permanently put ink all over her body." Tony says, already knowing he was going to lose this argument without Pepper on his side.

"And they can be hidden for when she gets a professional job, and they are meaningful. She's living on her own now and can make her own decisions so we can't stop or get mad at this." Pepper continues to soothe.

For a while all Pepper and Tony did was stare at each other, having one of the silent conversations that they've managed to master after so many years of being together.

Eventually Tony huffed before turning back towards Penny.

"I'm not happy about this, you know," Tony informs before pulling Penny into his side for a hug.

"Yeah, I'm aware." Penny chuckles a bit, relaxing into the hug.

"No more, though, young Miss. You're going to run out of skin at this rate." Tony says, trying - and slightly failing - to sound stern as he walked back to the grill.

"No promises," Penny says just to see the look on her Dad's face when she did so. She didn't really have any plans currently for more.

Figuring the excitement for the day was over, Penny was fully ready to just relax in the pool with her younger sister.

Penny jumped into the pool almost as soon as she could, smiling when she heard Morgan laughing at the water splashing her.

Morgan swam over to where Penny was, practically wedging herself in Penny's arms so her older sister had no choice but to hold her.

Once she was settled in Penny's arms, Morgan began to lightly trace one of the tattoos on her shoulder, making Penny smile at how precious the small girl was.

"They're really pretty." Morgan comments. Penny couldn't help but laugh a bit, finding Morgan's intrigue amusing. Although, it wasn't so amusing when Morgan shouted out her next question at their parents.

"Can I get a tattoo next?"  

I actually really enjoyed writing this prompt because I also have eight different piercings and seven different tattoos so this one was right up my alley haha I really hope you enjoyed reading this and it was what you were looking for as your gift!

Tag List: @spideyspeaches @lost-lunar-wolf @joyful-soul-collector @hatakehikari @thatcrackheadsadbitchtm

[savwrides]

headcanons.

Savannah comes from a big family. She’s the second youngest of five kids and the only girl. It was pretty clear her father never really wanted a daughter, and Savannah found herself in a complicated situation. Her father would only pay attention to her when it was to yell at her for not having a cold beer ready for him when he got home from work. If Savannah wasn’t being of use to him and helping her mother do the “only things they were good for” she was invisible to the man. 

         !!! TRIGGER WARNING: slight mention of physical violence/abuse !!!

Savannah’s father is a big, loud, overbearing man and what he says goes. Her mother was too afraid to stand up to him and most of her brothers didn’t care enough. But Savannah was rebellious and opinionated, and she wouldn’t be treated like lesser than because of her gender. She and her father argued a lot about the way he treated her and her mother, and one night he drunkenly lost his temper and hit her. She was only fourteen years old and while her father had hoped the incident would whip her into line it only made her more willing to go to war with him. 

Sav’s oldest brother Anthony, who’d been pretty silent about everything up until that night, had started looking out for her more. He’d try to comfort her when Dad would go on one of his tirades and had even offered to teach her how to fight, hoping that beating on a punching bag would help her deal with some of her anger and pain. Anthony became her favorite person in the house, and at times she feels like he’s the only one she actually liked. When he’d go hang out with his friends he’d let Sav tag along. 

Her family wasn’t well off by any means. Her father didn’t make a lot of money and her mom babysat kids around town for some extra money. There were too many mouths to feed and not enough to go around, and Savannah can only imagine that the financial burden and stress helped make her father the way he was. Not that it was any excuse. Anthony, being the oldest, was forced to help out any way he could because that’s what a man does according to their father. He ended up dropping out of high school and got a job working for a mechanic to help support their parents. Naturally Sav began hanging around the old shop as well, because wherever Anthony goes she does. 

The owner of the shop was a nice older man who took pity on the Wrides kids, so he would be pretty lenient when Anthony would have to leave work early to deal with his siblings or help his parents. When Savannah showed an interest in cars the man even fed her curiosity and taught her everything he could. 

Their father lost his job when Savannah was sixteen and things in the Wrides household changed drastically. With her father around more Savannah found the attention she’d wanted all this time was suffocating. He constantly criticized the way she dressed, the people she hung out with and the thing she was allowed to do. 

With the financial burden placed on her mother and older brothers until dad could find another job, Savannah saw first hand how desperation could push people into making decisions that would alter their lives forever. They’d never had it easy money wise before but now Anthony had too much to hold up on his own. He’d stopped showing up for his shifts at work and had gotten pretty distant with his siblings. No one else questioned the change in his behavior, chalked it up to him finding a new job that demanded more of his time because no matter how absent he was, there was always money for groceries and bills now. Savannah knew something was off and followed her brother one day just to see what the deal was. She learned he’d started hanging out with some of the criminals around the island and had even begun a betting ring on the illegal street races. Between the profits from betting and helping his new friends rob the very business owners who’d looked out for their family, Anthony was providing for the Wrides. 

Savannah tried to bring it to her parents’ attention, concerned for her brother’s safety but her father didn’t seem to care very much. Her mother expressed worry as well but ultimately decided that Anthony was strong enough to take care of himself. Trying to reason with Anthony didn’t help her much either and her brother assured there was no risk in what he was doing. 

To prove a point Savannah decided to enter one of the races, “borrowing” her dad’s car. If the crowd he was hanging out with was “no risk” then he wouldn’t care if his baby sister got involved, right? She lost that first race but it was enough to wake something inside her. Racing gave her a rush unlike anything she’d ever experienced. She was a pretty rebellious and reckless teenager, skipping school, sneaking into bars and smoking in alley ways to get some sense of freedom from her overbearing father. But racing was different. She can’t explain it but it was the feeling she’d been looking for this whole time. Anthony was pretty pissed off and her dad went into one of his fits when they got home with his car, but it didn’t even matter. 

Savannah kept sneaking out and entering the races and there was nothing her parents or Anthony could do to stop her. Over time she got better and started earning some money from it. She’d even begun to make friends with some of those same people she was concerned about her brother being around. They weren’t big evil people like society had originally expected her to believe, they were actually pretty cool and way more fun than her lame high school friends who thought getting high in the gym was peak rule breaking. Savannah quickly went from in trouble with teachers to in trouble with cops. It didn’t matter though, something about running from the police was exciting. And doing the things she was doing now she was making more money than her father ever had, and she was spiteful enough to want to rub it in the man’s face that the big earner of the household was the same kid he’d thought was lesser than.

Savannah’s grades had never been good, but they certainly plummeted now that she was spending less time studying and more time breaking the law. Her mother, sweet as she was, began to worry about her little girl and her father made it clear that she was not to be living her life like this. Which was rich considering there was no problem when it was Anthony. Her parents looked into putting her through one of those scared straight programs, hoping hearing prison horror stories would knock some sense into her but all it did was teach Savannah that she just had to be careful to not get caught. She had to be smarter and faster and better than them. 

One night the cops busted one of the races and Sav and her friends managed to get away just fine, but Anthony hadn’t been so lucky. With her brother in jail life in the Wrides house got even harder for Savannah. She was feeling guilty enough as it is, but it didn’t help that her brothers and father put all the blame on her as if Anthony wasn’t a grown man capable of making his own decisions. Her father’s anger reached new heights and shortly after graduating high school Savannah decided she just couldn’t live under his roof anymore. Hell, she couldn’t live in Corona anymore. She packed her things, gathered up whatever money she had and hit the road. 

Savannah found herself in Los Angeles with no place to stay, no friends and no family to hold her back. A few months of working at a skeevy bar that didn’t really do a decent, yet alone thorough, background check and she’d heard whispers of a street racing circuit in the city of angels. Well, the rest is kind of history. She made her name known, found her crew, and life was golden. 

She did some stunt double work here and there but her main source of income was always the racing. But you can’t put illegal street racing on a resume, now can you?

Her mom kept in contact with her the entire time she was away, and Sav also called and wrote to her brother whenever she could. They’re the only people in her family she feels a real closeness to.  

In addition to her injury, Shank only came home because her brother would finally be getting released from jail on good behavior. 

FUN FACTS

Shank got her nickname in LA. Early on in her time there she had found herself being followed by a group of sleazy drunk men. And well….she stabbed the shit out of them. They lived, unfortunately.

She doesn’t mind if people call her Sav, just never ever call her Savannah. 

Shank is bi bi bi. She also used to be a closet NSync fan when she was a teen. See what I did there?

She’s a commitment phobe. Her parents marriage fucking sucks, and she never wants to find herself trapped in a situation like that. 

Everyone thinks she’s a big meanie because of all the leather, the name, and the way she’s quick to respond with violence when need be. But she’s still the sweetest, kindest person ever. She doesn’t let the shit hand she got dealt in life mess with her or the way she treats people. 

She’s a fling girl, a one night stand expert. Don’t keep texting her looking for something more, she’ll leave you on read unapologetically. 

Party girl! She’s deadass just here for a good time and a rush. 

Should she start trying to get her life together? Probably.