#theyre a found family your honor

[lavaflowe]

The Pilgrims braid Wukong’s hair with mixed results 💕💕

[obsidian-vineyard84]

A gaggle of sillies/j

[milo-igidk]

in my head ro is a lesbian and has a gf btw. if you even care.

[sparklecur]

sometimes family can just be a feral gremlin bee, an undead ice mage and an explorer that looks like he could kill you but is actually the purest cinnamon roll alive and also has crippling trauma

[telestoapologist]

fucked up over the patrol audio where ghaul talks about how he's about to die in the gladiatorial ring but then he sees caiatl, not calus, staring him down and silently commanding him to live. and he does.

[miscellaneoussmp]

OPQ, my beloved. I have dubbed this drabble Pizza Parlor, aka what I think would have happened if part 1 had a happy ending instead (cw/tw: blood/violence mentions):

"Fuck, it's bright." Those were the first words spoken after a few minutes of silence while the group walked up the stairs. Benito wad the one to speak first, as he opened the door. The door opened to a forest and a dirt path. "Where are we?" Lucie asked, barely walking up the stairs herself as she was being held up by Diego. Luis was just behind them, holding Emi's hand and Jeffrey on his back. There was the sound of cars not too far away. They were close to civilization. "No fucking clue, but we're probably close to a city." Benito was the first out the door closely followed by the rest of the group. They walked down the path when they entered the city from a sideroad. People looked at them with odd and concerned looks as they walked by. Five adults and one young teen, all covered in blood, was definitely concerning, to say the least.

"Is it just me, or is anyone else starving?" Diego asks, adrenaline running low.

"I could eat." Luis responds, followed by the other three agreeing. Emi didn't say anything.

"You know what I'm craving?" Benito asks, getting slightly confused looks from the other five. He was shielding his eyes with his hands. "Pizza." He states simply. Jeffrey mumbles something along the lines of 'fuck yes' into Luis' back. Nobody else had any disagreement with that plan of getting pizza. "Where are we? What are we going to pay with?" Lucie asks again as she attempts to bandage herself while they walk. "We can pay with card, you know." Luis responds again, as nobody knows where they are. "That really doesn't help us figure out where we are." Lucie sighs. "Don't worry, Lucie. We'll figure it out." Diego tries his best to be comforting. Lucie smiles back at him.

Now, here they are, sitting in a booth at a pizza parlor. The minimum wage cashier gave them odd looks, similar to those on the street. They ordered a large half cheese, half pepperoni pizza, and some bread sticks, though they knew they probably would order more later. When it arrived, nobody waited to take a piece of food.

"Let's agree to never do that again." Jeffery spoke, still trying not to die, sat between Luis and Diego.

"Never again." Diego speaks before he takes a large bite of a cheese slice.

"I'll agree to that." Lucie was a bit muffled as she had already taken a bite of breadstick and was covering her mouth.

"Whatever you say, pizzaboy." Benito was already on his second slice of pepperoni.

"Good idea." Luis responds between bites of slice of cheese pizza. Emi slowly nibbles on a bit of a breastick, but she did have a slice of pepperoni pizza on her plate that Lucie put there to encourage her to eat.

Around halfway through their third pizza and fourth order of breadsticks. Suddenly, Benito snaps his fingers. "Fuck, we left Mikael alive."

"Welp..." Jeffery hums, resting his head on the table.

"It's probably fine, right?" Diego asks, looking at Benito.

"Shit!" Luis responds, hitting the table, getting a groan from Jeffrey.

"Dammit." Lucie responds, lightly shoving Luis for hitting the table as she was also resting on the table.

They leave with a fourth pizza in a box and two more orders of breadsticks, much to the joy of the cashier. They get a large hotel room for the night, and they'll figure out where they are in the morning.

[chillykitty]

im giving yall the bone and scourge are brothers content you didnt ask for but i know you needed jsyk

[remarriedempressempire]

" Evaly cried for her family and Sovieshu consoled her? "

When did they become close enough to be friends? Last time I checked she couldn't stand him. Is it a sidestory?

Also what the hell is that speculation 🤣 y'all I -

Sovieshu literally sees her as freaking kid. 💀

They're quite close in the main story actually! They were enemies for like 5 seconds bc evalie obviously didn't like the dude who divorced her mother figure but sovieshu supported her and funded her education in the palace with the palace mages themselves. pretty sure he gave her a magical necklace to help with her powers too. she runs ✨magical healing✨ errands for him and i do remember a scene where they bonded together over their complicated family/wife matters. depressed dad and his talented daughter<3

[amawrenth]

WHY ARE THEY THE SILLIES EVER

dumbass 4 dumbass, red and green dynamic duo strikes me again

[rell-the-chaotic]

[gracemwrites]

my desire for the found family to stay together vs the knowledge that Quinn and Regina can never go home again. (it's okay their home is each other and always has been)

[coralinnii]

Hello Coral~~💖💖✨✨ Congrats on your 2.7k Milestone 💐🎂✨ Like many others, I love your villainess au and happy that many people is supporting it ✨✨ For the event request, I have some brain rots about Sebek Silver Malleus being in a friendly culture (maybe theyre visiting Yuu's hometown and its really welcoming like the people from Kalim's Hometown)!! they refer to them as like their family, gifts them foods the very moment they visited, and not bothered that theyre faes since they know theyre just creatures who protects nature~ i think its a nice culture shock for them considering how secluded and proper briar valley is ✨

‧₊˚�� It Takes a Village‧₊˚✧ 

↳ Getting Culture Shock from Your Hometown

feat: Sebek ❋ Silver ❋ Malleus genre: fluff, note: no pronouns were used for reader, established relationships, set before Book 7 (mostly because I haven’t finished it yet),

A lot of the scenarios are inspired and modeled after my experiences growing up, which is very Southeast Asia-coded. So, I apologise if this is not actually how you envision. Hope you still enjoy, though. 

similar post: Getting Culture Shock from your Friendly Family (Sebek, Silver, Malleus)

2.7K Followers Writing Event 2023

You’d be absolutely evil if you didn’t even try to warn your uptight boyfriend. I’d love you for that  

Sebek has finally found his match as his own voice gets drowned out by the boisterous market vendors and customers, but he’s more surprised by the forward way everyone seems to address each other. 

“Sir, it’s a pleasure to meet you, I’m-” 

“Sebek, he’s not really my uncle. We call everyone that.” 

You would have to keep Sebek on tight hold because he’s a gullible green bean. The freshman burns in embarrassment at every “handsome boy” or “strong guy” comment calling out for his attention. He won’t lie, his ego is inflated quite a bit but it’s still strange to hear someone other than you call him that. 

On the other hand, he’s not too sure how to feel when vendors of all ages were calling out to you the same way. You may be used to it but Sebek isn’t, especially if he’s not used to calling you beautiful or cute himself yet. 

But, he could take this as a challenge to improve himself. For every compliment they give, he’ll give you tenfold. This he swears!

To your luck, it seems that the market the two of you were visiting was hosting a mini concert as music and lights filled a well-known open space near the market. 

Visitors and locals young and old surrounded the space, either resting while eating their confections or grooving to the catchy tune of the music blasting through the speakers. 

Then, a particularly famous song began to play, and Sebek flinched as the crowd suddenly burst in excited cheers and laughter, you included. Many women and men jumped to their feet, with some confidently running to the center of the space. You jumped to your feet as they did, but you chose to stand close to your confused boyfriend. 

Sebek’s expression was a comedic masterpiece as he watched you and many others start this synchronized sequence of silly movement, identical to the minor beat. Those who didn’t join were still clapping in unison while joyously laughing. 

What sort of local ritual was this? 

The synchronous dance was short lived, and soon people were divided into those who resumed their previous activity or continued swaying to the melody. 

You fell into the latter category, even reaching to Sebek hoping to persuade him to join you. 

Sebek was shocked and a little offended. He was a man of great honor and pride. He’d rather be caught dead than to devolve himself to this undignified manner of dance, if you could even call it so. No, he would never stoop so low, even if the string lights gave off this tempting glow around you, your soft hand still reaching out to him while you looked at him so lovingly… 

Well, the knight-in-training thought he could allow such exceptions once in a while, especially when you smiled so beautifully when he joined you on the dance floor. 

Don’t let Sebek know, but he became sort of a local online sensation as someone slyly took a video of him smiling so softly at you after putting on such a grumpy persona. 

Every reshare of this video was always paired with the caption, “Scary man turns into puppy for his lover”  

See, you can’t tell if your community is being especially friendly, or maybe it’s just that the beautiful young man next to you is just too irresistible to ignore. 

All the chatty aunties were cooing over Silver and even the laid-back uncles sitting around were praising the cut of Silver’s muscular figure. 

But, you won’t say anything because you just wanted Silver to smile and bask in the well-deserved praises. 

“The locals here are quite friendly to strangers like me, even offering small treats.” 

“Mhm, they sure are.” 

Silver is amazed by the seamless blend of close bonds and community from what he sees. Customers casually chatting with workers as children run around without worries in this homely environment. 

In comparison to them, Silver felt a little inadequate as he couldn’t express himself as openly as the locals do so easily. 

But maybe because they’re so open with everyone, he feels this sense of safety to try. 

“So you’re not from around here, are you?” The kind woman asked the silver-haired man as her fingers deftly package and wrap some snacks you two picked out to share with others back in NRC. 

“No, I’m actually from Briar Valley.” 

“Hmm, that’s the fae kingdom, right?” The woman’s curiosity peaked. “Are you fae, then? I couldn’t tell.” 

“Well no, I’m human. I was adopted by my father who’s from Briar Valley.” 

“Just him? No one else?” The store owner asked without looking at Silver once, instead moving back and forth to get things done behind the counter, but her attention was still locked on him.

“There were a few others I grew up with, but my father was the one who raised me” 

It was only then when the busy woman slowed down a smidge, pausing for a moment before untying the bag that held your snacks. You watched her tossed a few more small packets of snacks near her counter. 

“These are very popular, share them with your father.” She looked sternly into your boyfriend’s iridescent eyes, the first time in a while since you’ve been in the store. “Make sure to visit him, okay?” 

Silver wanted to protest, to correct the misunderstanding. The snacks the two of you picked out already included some for Lilia and he couldn’t possibly ask for more without paying. 

It was up to you to intervene. “Just give up, Silver. You can’t change a woman’s mind.” 

The store owner nodded. “Listen to the smart one. Just take it, I insist.” 

With a sliver of guilt but a lot of warmth, Silver eventually accepted the kind woman’s offering before leaving the establishment. 

What Silver didn’t see however, was you sneaking a few snacks and a drink onto the counter with adequate fare tucked underneath. You shared a look with the store owner before leaving, playfully staring her down to not to refuse your offering. 

The store owner let out a laugh, thinking what a cute couple you were. 

Regardless of wherever he goes, Malleus sticks out like a sore thumb, a very intimidating sore thumb. 

Eyes naturally glance at him with curiosity throughout the market, amazed by the regal figure walking around, like a celebrity strolling around the local areas. 

If your hometown speaks another language, some of the market vendors would tell you not-so sneakily how attractive your lover was while Malleus was none the wiser.

But, as curious as the humans were, they were quick to accept him as is, which shocked the fair-skinned fae. It wasn’t as though he was being avoided or judged, but rather the community took him and his inhuman appearance as typical. Undaunted by anything, the nosy sellers would joke and compliment him like any other walking around here. 

“What a handsome fae you are, you can be a model!” “And tall! He can reach the top of our tent, haha!”

Malleus can tell his horns and ears are eye-catching to say the least, but everyone was quick to grow accustomed to his features, even warning him to watch his head should he bump into anything in this crowded alley. 

“Are those with my features a common prevalence in your homeland?” 

“No, you’re a rarity around here. But that doesn't mean you don’t belong here any less.” 

“Ah, so this is how a beautiful soul is cultivated,” Malleus thought, gazing softly as you and a kind merchant searched around the store for a shirt that could fit the future king.

The day was setting, and you and Malleus decided to rest at a popular park that was famous for its view of the town. You weren’t alone as both locals and visitors filled the space, either resting or making memories with their friends and families. 

Then, you heard a whisper from a timid voice behind the two of you. 

“Um, mister.” You turned around to see some local children looking curiously at Malleus. 

“Are you fae?” The eldest boy spoke first, nervously clutching his jacket. 

When Malleus calmly responded in affirmation, the other children lit up with excited smiles. 

“You’re super tall, taller than my dad!” Another child exclaimed, “Are all fae tall like you?” 

Malleus smirked rather haughtily. “Very few others, fae or otherwise, stand on par to myself.”

”I’m the tallest in my class!” The eldest boy blurted out, even puffing his chest and slightly leaning on his toes. “It’s because I drink my milk everyday. Do you drink milk?” 

You abruptly nudged your lover before intervening. “Yes he does, which is why you need to drink milk and other healthy food to keep growing.” 

A little girl, hidden behind the first two children, spoke out. “How long is your hair? My hair is really long too!” 

She pushed her long braided hair to the front, comparing her neatly combed hair to Malleus’s direction. 

“Your hair is quite long indeed, perhaps matching mine in length at first glance.” Malleus commented back, amused by the children’s competitive nature. 

After sharing all of their thoughts, the curious children finally left when their guardians called them back, waving at the two of you before running out of sight. Now free, Malleus looked to you with curiosity of his own gleaming in his striking green eyes. 

“The offspring of this land are inquisitive as they are fearless,” Malleus smiled in your direction. “I wonder if all children hailed from here shared these traits.” 

Were you like them as a child? 

You picked up on his unspoken question and replied with a cheeky expression. “Wouldn’t you like to know~” 

Would he? Would he like to know if you were the type to run around so carefree and see the world with such interest and curiosity. If your future children would be like those endearing little ones just now…

Yes, he would.

[lasagnaeatsu]

OKAY BUT THE LIL DETAIL OF LLOYD GETTING EVEN MORE ANNOYED IS SO DKAGSISHD like it's literally so sibling coded cuz when he's little YK A LITTLE KID he's fine with it, amused even, in the second one he's still technically a kid,maybe preteen he's a lil like ☹️ but he still accepts it with a smile, third one let's say he's a full on teenager he seems bothered by it but shrugs it off, THEN IN THE FINAL ONE HES LIKE OLDER TEEN MAYBE ADULT AND HES FULL ON SO ANNOYED LIKE "Yknow I'm not a little kid anymore right?" BUT KAI DOESNT CARE THAT WILL ALWAYS BE HIS BABY BROTHER IM-

The way Kai always does that 😭 They're siblings, your honor

[opal-owl-flight]

Memory of your Childhood Sun.

A rare look at a child Agent 3!! Ive spent this week writing their background pre-Sploon1, and how it affects the rest of their decisions and actions later.

Deets under the cut! Boy they make me SAD

They come from the same region as the Cuttlefish clan. One of those powerful military families, or political ones.

They value doing ones best. They value never backing down. To always give it your best shot.

Unfortunately, such a value has been recently taken to an extreme. From one that used to say to put your best foot forward, now a chant that demands nothing less than perfection.

From a young age, 3 -- Kaori as they were once called -- has been taught the traditions and history of this clan. The political intricacies. The etiquette. The formalities. The movements of battle. Even without fingers they were already taught the basics of proper battle form.

The system of Honor. Of discipline. Order.

Why wouldnt they be? Theyre this clan's princess. Spawn of two powerful inklings. They are expected to be perfect. To go even beyond their parents.

This instills...as expected, an anguish in the young inkling. Nothing they do ever seems to be enough for anyone. Theyve rarely ever felt their parents' love. If anything, they experienced more love with their distant relatives than with their direct ones. (At least theres something there...)

A few years after they gained their humanoid form, they ran.

They ran to Inkadia. To Inkopolis. Where anyone can be anything. No one breathing down their neck. No expectations. No-

...a voice with a familiar accent draws them closer. It came from a manhole in the distance...

What the hell, no matter how far they run, they cant deny...they miss their family. They come from a culture so closely connected. And theyre all alone here...

The voice felt...safe? Almost like their distant relatives.

and then their world was shattered.

Plunged into the thick of a war theyve tried to run from. All these years.

Their strict discipline, their desire to be the best, for EVERYONE to do their best... its a mix of their background and the situations they found themself in. Protectiveness inspired by danger. Vigilance inspired by necessity.

because of all this danger, they unwittingly they became what they hated.

Cycle of abuse and all that. Its easy to fall back into familiar patterns, or model bad behavior if its the one that helps you survive. (Or at least the one that made you survive before.)

[weebsinstash]

hmmmmmmmmmmmmm I'm just sitting here being degenerate thinking of the concept of "Choso and/or Yuuji who gets our favorite Yan Fever for the Reader and they get those false memory things that like really mentally fuck them up and make them think you're their sister"

Like whether you are an actual cursed painting is irrelevant and I think it's funny to have some concepts where you're literally just a normal person but either way

Some Alternative Universe shit where Yuuji and Choso are chilling as brothers being sorcerors and whatnot and eventually you come along and oh shit, here come the fake VHS tape memories. Suddenly here's both of them, "remembering" you sitting at the family dinner table in your little school seifuku and calling them both Onii-chan with stars in your cute little doe eyes and it All. Feels. Too. Real.

You're just over here "what the actual FUCK are you two talking about" and meanwhile they're over here, turning to each other, "hey remember that time we went to the amusement park with Lil Sis--" and both of them are remembering the same 'events'. They see you with an adult man and suddenly they're flooded with thoughts of 'that time' sweet little unassuming you got embarrassed and ran off into the woods and they found you right before nightfall covered in dirt with scraped knees and puffy eyes as you said a boy at school had rejected you and just cried and cried and cried while your big brothers promised to kill the guy and that they're the only men you need and God Forbid They ""Remember"" Some Fucked Up Shit like they have vivid memories of your teary snot covered face holding their hand and trembling, "if you're the only man I need who will want me, will you marry me when I grow up"

forget the actual spirits the real shit that's CURSED is what comes out of these two when their false memories have them convinced you're this sweet helpless little crybaby that -- wait is that man trying to talk to you? You're too young to date! No shut up, you're not a grown woman. What are you talking about? You're too young. Men are creepy, stay away from him and hang with your big brothers! Do you wanna like.... go see a movie? Go to the arcade? You don't need a boyfriend to pass the time, don't be silly.

and you're sitting here thinking, "Weeb you mean they get these false memories for you as their PLATONIC little sister, right?" and, I dunno, wouldn't it be all the more fucked up if they're getting those Step Brother Level Memories. In some fucked up VHS tape in the back of their minds, they found little kid you starving in the woods or some shit like Batman scooping up Jason Todd like theyre remembering finding you bundled up and abandoned as a baby or something and. They remember you and feel for you as a sister but Don't Worry We Aren't Actually Related--

You go missing and your "big brothers" are absolutely freaking out and they catch you at like THE CLUB droppin that ass and being, well, dressing and acting really adult while they're all but throwing a sheet over you to "protect your honor" and. Clearly this isn't YOUR behavior, CLEARLY you've been BRAINWASHED by all these GROSS PERVERTS who are trying to CORRUPT YOU but don't worry the pseudo incestuous stuff is totally fine in their heads tho---

You sneak off for a prolonged period of time and it turns out you were with a dude and they're ligerally stripping your clothes off and inspecting you because, well, you're just so kind and helpless and sweet that if that man hurt you, your big brothers know you would defend that person, so, OBVIOUSLY both of them have to strip you down and ask about every single scratch, bump, and scar that wasn't there a few days ago

They're on that Japanese shared bathing mixed genders in the hot spring shit and, family bathing can be a thing in Japan and stuff like that so, catch them having ZERO problems making you share hot springs or baths and being completely full ass naked in front of them and they think YOU'RE WEIRD if you're grossed out by it. What do you mean you're not comfortable being completely totally naked in front of two equally naked adult men who keep touching your body, that's just what family does, gee lil sis you're SO weird 🙄

I also think it'd be like absolutely fucked if you were friends with Yuuji before he switches over or whatever so now he's got these very actually real memories of spending time with you and whatever feelings came from that now super imposed and layered over all this Weird Ass Family Funtime shit in his head. You go from thinking he's like your best friend to, slowly over time realizing his feelings for you are... questionable at best. That, before, where you were actually really sort of already a close platonic figure to him, NOW you're just infantilized and treated like helpless vulnerable little glass

All I'm saying is that Megumi amd Nobara have to put up with constantly hearing about Yuuji's precious lil sis and his awesome big bro and all the extra special family plans you guys have, meanwhile you're like, off in some office somewhere, "Gojo on god bruh i will suck you something so fucking sloppy if you get me away from these two"

[icycoldninja]

OMG HII WELCOME BACKK im glad to see you again. I was rewatching Spy x family the other day. Can i request a vergil x reader story but theyre like loid and yor? it can be fluff or angst. I'd love to see your take with both eventually but either fluff or angst is fine. WELCOME BACK AGAINN❤️❤️

Hey! Glad to be back! I liked Spy x Family too, so this'll be fun to write. Gonna go ahead and screw with the multiverse by making this an AU where Nero meets Vergil first instead of Dante. Gotta say it turned out fluffier than I intended, but I hope you enjoy!

The half-devil and the devil hunter (Vergil x Reader AU)

Vergil, the storm that is approaching and dangerous half demon, capable of doing almost anything and destroying anyone, found himself in a precarious situation. A 4-year-old clone of himself refused to go to sleep and was begging for another story. When Vergil denied him his request, the boy broke down into tears and was currently thrashing about on the floor, screaming "Story! Story! STORRYYY!"

Vergil didn't want to disappoint the poor kid any more than he already was, but also wanted to demonstrate his authority as his father, so his child would respect him and not expect him to be a pushover, which Vergil adamantly insisted he wasn't. But when it came to cute little toddlers with their pudgy cheeks and teary puppy eyes, Vergil found his resolve wavering.

A few minutes later, with the tiny tot happily snuggled up in his lap under a blanket, Vergil began reflecting on how he even ended up with a child in his custody in the first place. To make a long story short, he had passed by an orphanage once while conducting some half-devil-related business and saw a little boy who looked remarkably like himself playing outside. Upon further inquiry and a DNA test, it was revealed that the boy was indeed Vergil's son, and had been left there shortly after his mother (whose whereabouts remain a mystery) had given birth. Overcome by a sense of sentimentality that normally would not be present within his cold heart, Vergil elected to adopt the boy (named Nero) and raise him as his own. However, in his gusto, Vergil neglected to consider the responsibilities of parenthood—not that he regretted this. He was actually quite content with his current situation.

A few weeks after adopting Nero, Vergil had the honor of running into you, an up-and-coming devil hunter, as you returned home from a mission. Thankfully, you wore a disguise that concealed your weapons, or else he would have caught sight of them and hightailed it out of there before Nero could even notice you were approaching. Enamored by the toddler's cuteness, you couldn't help but stop and say hi. Nero, normally not that chatty with strangers, took a liking to you immediately; Vergil falling for your unintentional charms not too long afterwards. Like father like son, they say.

Because you frequently traveled that road to get to work and to get home from work, and Vergil walked that same road almost every afternoon when he took Nero out for some exercise, you ran into each other all the time. It soon became something you both looked forward to. Every day, you would stop and say "hi", Nero would chatter about things like his toys and stuff he wanted to do, Vergil would mumble about the weather, and you would try very hard to pretend you didn't notice the deep blush on his cheeks.

Was it really any surprise that he asked you out on a date one day? Well, yes, because you honestly didn't expect he would gather the courage to do it anytime soon--you thought you would have to make the first move! But, you were pleasantly surprised, and both of you enjoyed your night out, making plans for another one sometime in the future. It started slow and awkard, but Vergil was the most intriguing person you'd ever met; the more you got to know him, the more you wanted to know more. While he wasn't shy about talking about his relationship with his brother and his past lover, who gave birth to Nero, he convienently left out his demonic heritage. He figured it would be safer for the both of you if you didn't know. You were keeping your fair share of secrets too, particularly about what you did for work. You simply told him you worked at an agency and had signed an agreement that prevented you from talking about any details. Just like Vergil, though you didn't know it, you thought it would be in both of your best interests if Vergil didn't know you were a devil hunter.

As time passed, you got to know each other better, and little Nero started treating you as his mother figure. Vergil decided that he loved you enough, and felt that you would make a perfect mother for Nero, so, rushed as it may seem, he asked you to marry him, and to his surprise, you agreed quite readily. You weren't planning anything nefarious, of course, you had just gotten attached to little Nero and since you were infatuated with Vergil anyway, why not? What was the point in dragging it out and making everybody wait if you were ready to commit?

Keeping secrets never gives benefits in the long run, though. Even though you're now a happy couple with an adorable son, there remains an incessant nagging in the back of your head saying that hiding the truth from your husband is wrong, and bad things will happen if you continue doing so. Vergil feels the same way and hopes you never learn he is a son of Sparda. Fortunately, as long as he refrain from using his powers around you and ensures you never meet Dante, his secret will stay hidden.

That is, of course, as long as little Nero didn't end up inheriting some of his papa's special talents.