#Parenthood Dynamics

[carlthemuse]

The Rollercoaster Ride of Parenting: A Journey Through Every Emotion

Photo by Josh Willink on Pexels.com Parenting is an epic journey, filled with moments as intensely rewarding as they are demanding. It’s a path laden with the highest peaks of heartwarming joy and the deepest valleys of heartbreak, wrapped in a whirlwind of emotions that only those who have walked this path truly understand. Imagine giving away pieces of your heart to these little beings who…

[miscellaneouzz]

Am I the only one that feels like in terms of Vox Machina’s familial side characters, Kaylie is an underrated highlight? Maybe it’s just because I’ll always be a sucker for a good ol father/daughter dynamic but I like how she serves as both a huge consequence/wake up call to Scanlan’s irresponsible past/bad habits and as her own character with depth. Like her anger and willingness to always call Scanlan out/hold him accountable is very understandable but so is her desire to still form that connection, and her recognizing a lot of the anger also came from insecurities she can relate to with her own father was very realistic characterization. For how little screen time she gets, I appreciate how well rounded her character is.

Also Sidebar: love the overall writing choice with her reoccurring song throughout the season. Having Scanlan rewrite all the sheet music to the song she played on her flute in Ank’Harel was a really great way to illustrate how much he cares about her given his struggle with communication. Especially since the “I liked your song up there, are there words?” could seem like such a throwaway line at first, but no it becomes a consistent through line for his character, this song he’s been working on sprinkled in the background throughout the season. He’s a musician and he genuinely wants to connect with his daughter via shared love of music and it was just such a nice touch for Scanlan’s character.

[theresa-of-liechtenstein]

almost, but not quite

[diaryofanenchantedprincess]

having to be a parent to your own parents is so exhausting and stressful. i pray that when i have children, they get to feel like children and not have to grow up too fast just to manage me. and even years after they’ve grown, they feel like i’m still their mom they can count on and not someone they need to watch out for. i know that all parents will mess up in one way or another, that it’s inevitable, but i hope that my mess ups don’t scar them for life or make them love themselves any less. i hope they can grow up feeling safe with me and never have to worry that they’ll be thrown under the bus just so i don’t feel discomfort. i’ll do anything to make sure that doesn’t happen

[hey-heigo]

a/b/o as a trope annoys me sometimes. enough smut fics i wanna see that fool get a hyserectomy. go on beta hrt. go through boy menstruation and boy menopause

[keldae]

Korin blames Kira for why he's currently wandering around Hoth whilst cradling a grouchy ice kitten that now seems to think he's "Mom".

Kira, naturally, is getting a kick out of this.

[karinyosa]

im like one of those tumblr blorbos that collects parental/elder sibling figures on the regular but in real life

[blorbologist]

I need Deanna ‘One more: are you worth saving?’ Leimart and Vex’ahlia ‘I only serve gods with big dicks’ de Rolo to sit down and have a nice, totally civil talk about daddy Sunny D, resurrections and parenthood. 

[linabirb]

i know that linagram 2 male prisoners are gonna be good when i look at them and i can confidently say that estrogen could have saved at least three of them

[seaseren]

Its funny bc like. It feels like a lot of the fandom is very soldily "the twins are my wols children" and I only have one wol who I would say has a parental relationship with the twins and thats because Prim moms the shit out of everyone. She nags the adults to brush their fucking teeth just as much as she does the kids.

[epicstoriestime]

The Sacred Paradox of Parenthood: Loving Without Desire

Parenthood is not the pursuit of control but the creation of space—a sacred paradox of love without desire. Parenthood, like power, is a paradox wrapped in the human condition. Plato, in his wisdom, declared that the one most fit to hold power is the one who does not desire it. Such insight, profound in its simplicity, finds a quiet echo in the art of raising a child. For the heart that longs…

[manojnaironline]

Who are your current most favorite people?

When asked who my favorite people are, the answer is simple: my wife and son. But before you picture us as the epitome of perfection, let me set the record straight. We are far from flawless. Our family, like any other, has its quirks and imperfections. I have been married for twenty-eight years, and I can’t recall a single day without a disagreement 😊 Conversations with my son, for instance,…

[4vanaa]

— MODERN FAMILY.

an outer banks alternate universe

— PAIRINGS dad!rafe cameron x mom!reader | dad!jj maybank x mom!kiara carrera | dad!pope heyward x mom!cleo | dad!john b routledge x mom!sarah cameron | singlefather!topper thornton | uncle! barry |

— SYNOPSIS a slice-of-life series that takes you into the heart of one big, chaotic, and loving family. at the center of it all is you and rafe navigating the ups and downs of parenthood with your own kids—ranging from toddlers to teenagers—while trying to balance your relationship, your personal growth, and the wild, unpredictable moments that come with raising a family. but it’s not just about you, the obx cast is all here. they all have their own families, with different parenting styles, dynamics, and struggles.

— TROPES/TAGS established relationships, slice of life, chaotic family dynamics, fluff, very mild angst, humor, original characters, everyone’s married, parenthood, no real plot, everything is a standalone.

TEASER

—MEET THE FAMILIES 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 |

REQUESTS/DRABBLES.

HEADCANONS.

ONESHOTS.

SMAUS/TEXTS.

a/n: credits to @zyafics for the layout!! this work is also inspired by @papercranesandinkstains elementary smau. and credits to @vesearartistry for the dividers!! heavily inspired by modern family. there is no plot, every drabble/headcanon are all in the same universe but not needed to understand the other. if you’d like to request something you’d like to see just comment below here, or send an ask.

🏷️ taglist: if you’d like to be tagged for this smau, or any future or current ones, you can reply and i’ll add you!!

[dc-probate-attorney]

Nurturing the Future - Parenting in a Marriage

Parenting is a journey filled with wonder, challenges, and boundless love. When a couple embarks on this adventure together within the framework of a marriage, they are tasked with the incredible responsibility of shaping the future. In this article, we explore the intricacies of parenting within a marriage, highlighting the joys, the hurdles, and the strategies that can help couples thrive as…

[faesdreaming]

cardinal concept

yandere platonic batfam with a resurrected reader

a/n: because as much as i love neglected reader, dead (then alive again) reader just has so much potential

the dynamic duo, batman and robin. bruce wayne and dick grayson. then, you came along; a result of bruce’s irresponsible coupling with a young woman he’d long since forgotten about. you grow up in the nastier parts of gotham with your mother, where you’re forces to grow up faster and become more mature, until she has an accident.

after you’re mother’s untimely death, you find yourself under his care. bruce is hesitant and unsure, he’s already struggled with raising dick. he doesn’t want to fail you too. he dances around telling about batman until you happen upon the batcave, at your insistence and a few instances of you following them, he relents and lets you join.

suddenly, it’s batman, robin, and cardinal.

bruce is initially unsure what to do with you, even after you become cardinal. unlike with dick, who needed to become robin lest he go down a darker road, you’re only cardinal because of him. it draws out an agonizing guilt, causing bruce to practically coddle you. but you’re emotionally intelligent, in a way bruce isn’t, you’re able to communicate with soft words and gentle reasoning instead of shouting matches and tearful pouting like your brother. you’re his angel, his sweet, understanding angel. it reminds him of his own mother. you’re kind, empathetic disposition is everything bruce needs in his life. because yes, to him, your brother needs his guidance. but bruce needs yours.

as for dick his relationship is with you as simple as this: he’s the big brother and you’re the little sibling. you can fight and argue, but you two always make up and head off to snuggle or play. you’re bond grows stronger the more time you spend on patrol— having each other’s back, getting into trouble with batman— or at school— although you’re in a younger grade, you still see your big brother at school and go to him when you have problems— or at home— snuggled up, watching a movie and eating snacks provided by alfred— you two are extremely close.

you’re little of family of four— including alfred, of course— is tight-knit. you fight and argue but always make up and you’re always there for each other.

until dick becomes nightwing and a scruffy teen named jason todd joins you. as close as you are with your older brother and father, you bond with him far quicker. maybe it’s because of how close you are in age, or maybe it’s because of your shared past experiences.

the family dynamics shift and change, but that isn’t necessarily a bad thing. dick grows more distant, going off with the titans. but that’s to be expected, he’s grown up now. you still visit him, of course. and he still pops by to see you. bruce, you notice, softens, almost. he’s grown accustomed to parenthood. jason is your favourite change, though. a sibling close in age, but still younger, so can justify (playfully) bossing him around. your family isn’t perfect, but it’s yours and you love it.

then, jason and bruce start fighting. dick goes off world. a fight with bane leaves you injured and out of commission. it’s just a rough patch, you tell yourself. until, suddenly, jason’s birth mother contacts him. something’s off about it. you want to tell your dad, however, jason is adamant you shouldn’t. reluctantly, you don’t, opting to go along with him just in case.

your gut, as it turns out, was right. you’re injured and unable to do much as the joker captures you and jason. you’re helpless to watch as your brother, your sweet baby brother, is beaten mercilessly with a crowbar. your voice is hoarse from screaming during your own beating and your body is sore, but despite it all, you still rasp out pleas to let your brother go. one child will be effective enough. the joker can spare one. of course, in his cruelty, he doesn’t.

you’re left aching, battered, and bruised. the ticking of the bomb serves as the count to your death. jason, brave jason, tries to gather enough strength to get up. and maybe, just maybe, he could escape if he weren’t focused on trying to save you. he won’t listen to your pleas for him to go, to leave you behind. he’s adamant upon accompanying you to your doom.

you hear the final ticks. with all the strength you have left, you move towards him. you cannot save yourself. you cannot save him. all you can do is die beside him. pressing your forehead to his, the last thing you see is your little brother’s face before the final tick sounds and the ensuing explosion consumes you.

and that’s the end of it, your journey, your life. you’re buried alongside your brother in a sombre ceremony, your uniform cased in glass as a memorial to bruce’s failures. he becomes angrier, loses himself. he’s lost two of his children and is fighting with his only remaining one. dick, is utterly furious, with himself and bruce. he blames bruce. for letting his precious siblings die, for starting them all of this heroic crusade. he blames himself for not being there, for being distant with you and jason.

alas, time marches forwards and batman needs a new robin, in the form of one tim drake. he’s a clever kid, one way too smart for his own good. one you used to babysit while his rich parents were away to earn some extra cash. it wasn’t right, leaving him with no one his age to play with. so, when you could, you’d come over. you’d soothe his loneliness. and for that, he’s forever grateful.

your influence continues beyond your death. for you life has impacted so many. barbara gordan, for example, who viewed you akin to a little sister. who fought alongside you as batgirl. you were loved by many as (Y/N) Wayne. your friends and family still hold candles for you. even as they accept your lose, they never stop fully grieving for you and the lost potential brimming inside you. then, there are those who you impacted as cardinal. as a hero, you saved numerous lives, including that of one stephanie brown, who will forever feel indebted to you and strives to become just like you.

the justice league, who knew you as one of the first sidekicks, who functioned like extended family, mourn deeply for your loss and offer sympathies to your father and brother. they will remember you and your tenacity, carrying on their pursuit of justice with you in mind. certainly villains, such as poison ivy and even harley quinn, are enraged with the joker. while you could occasionally be a pain, you were their favourite kiddie hero. and of course the likes of selina kyle and talia al ghul, your father’s paramours, women who became like family to you.

cardinal will be forever immortalized in the hearts of heroes and villains alike, your legacy of compassion and kindness living on in memories transformed into stories, your death a testament to sacrifice and love and heroism— except, that isn’t how it ends, is it? no. your story doesn’t end with your death, it’s how it begins.

and your real story begins by waking in the constricting confined of your casket, bursting out with inhuman strength, fueled by the adrenaline boost, and digging your way out of your grave, the cool mud giving way to harsh ground until you break through the service. that night, that stormy gotham eve, is the day you are reborn.

you flee then wander the streets of gotham until you regain your mind. you remember, you remember everything and you, you don’t want to go back. not to your family, not to your friends, not the life you once knew. you were given a new life. and this life, you would live for yourself.

sans your old attachments, you live encumbered, untroubled by past woes. yet, you seem to forget your festering memory, the mark you’ve left on people. you forget that while you may be willing to leave your old life behind, they aren’t as willing to let you go. especially when they learn you’re within reach.

[teaboot]

I love reading romance but not BECAUSE it’s romance. I just like to see characters who like each other developing their dynamic. It could easily be friendship or parenthood or QPR but that market isn’t nearly as saturated