#but it’s my mom/dad/brother… I HAVE to have a relationship with them… because… yknow… family….

[lionblaze03-2]

personally I don’t hate gray wing nearly as much as everyone else because he’s a great example of having rose colored glasses just because ‘well, he’s family’, and not realizing until far too late that that essentially ruined his life and made him amount to almost nothing. Because clear sky is his brother, he wants to assume the best of him. Surely, my brother would never. Surely he didn’t mean it like that. Surely he’ll do better next time. He’s my brother. He COULDN’T be a bad guy. So he keeps giving him chances, over and over and over again, until it’s completely destroyed him. Until he can no longer breathe, his lungs full of toxic smoke that clear sky abandoned him to breathe in, until he is under his claws, nearly killed under the moonlight, until his people are battered again and again, until borders become inevitable. But he never, ever realizes, because- it’s his brother. Surely, his brother will do better next time. Surely, he didn’t mean it. Surely, he will change.

And believing that is the death of him.

[howelljenkins]

another thing i forgot to mention! if you have a good relationship with your family i find that calling them a lot helps with homesickness? my dad hates phone calls because he does them so much for work but i call my mom literally every day and usually im on speaker for both of them. my brothers are in college/grad school so i usually don’t call them often but we send each other memes and my younger brother goes to school right near me so we try to make plans for lunch/dinner when we can.

keeping busy also helps me stay distracted, so joining clubs or getting a job can help with that while also helping to make friends!!

im very passionate about this can you tell kal lmao college was such a rollercoaster for me but such a vital time yknow. hope you and your fam have a lovely thanksgiving if you’re celebrating!!

sooo real im a big stay busy to stay distracted person

[yuukei-yikes]

Honestly, I love all of your Kagepro nextgen hcs! They are sooo sweet💖

Also, you said that Ayano and Shintaro would adopt 3 kids before having Ayame. I’m really excited to learn more about them. What are their names and personalities, their relationship with their parents, each other and the whole dan, their reaction when Ayame is born, ect. Sorry if its too much, but your fankids are great and I really enjoy reading your Kagepro ramblings

THANK UUU FOR LIKING MY CRINGY FANKIDS LOLLLL this is really sweet but i am afraid i have not. gone that far ahead. i dont rly have answers for any of this. mostly cuz.... i designed ayame and konoha bc as bio kids i get to like grab things from the canon characters to design them yknow and that was the fun of it to me (even if ayame truly looks just like ayano but thats the thing hehe i wanted to give her a sweet face but somehow she's frowning most of the time which makes ppl be like omg youd be cuter if you smiled more!!) erm erm erm i mean i did think some stuff like age differences and dynamics and stuff... but id be lying if i said i have any proper ocs thought out lol. mostly i have thoughts abt the first kid because in my insane sick brain i have a whole shinaya arc written. while ayano is adopting this kid I DONT EVEN HAVE A NAME FOR is when she gets back together with shintaro and shintaro goes through this process of oh my god i got ayano back after all these years and OH MY FUCKING GOD I HAVE TO BE A DAD NOW because its like. this was ayanos choice BEFORE shintaro and she probably does an ultimatum like lol i wanna be with u too but...this is gonna be my reality like im planning to be a mom and if u dont want to be along for this i totally understand. but shintaro steps up💪💪💪 at first its probably like i dont plan to parent ayano's kid we're just... taking things easy but its difficult not to immediately fall in a family dynamic as soon as it starts. i think shintaro doesnt realise he's a dad til the kid asks him if he can call him dad and then he flatscreens. also i think its a very quiet kid so sometimes he has this sorta kinship with him that he doesnt with ayano bc shes just so ALL IN UR FACE yknow. thats all just shinaya thoughts tho ok he is adopted at around 6 or 7 years old, and ayame is born like *quick math in my head trying to remember my little insane timeline i wrote in my post* 3 years later. so they have a big age difference. in my doodles i picture ayame around 11 or 12, so by that age this big brother of hers would be in college or something. she completely idolizes him and thinks of him as this unapproachable coolest guy ever especially cuz he's so much older. but for the other 2 id be lying if i told u i even imagined genders or something LOL like designing this would be leaving fankid territory and enter Proper Oc area sort of you know what i mean. i think theyre a little closer to ayame though and theyre little rascals and have a very tiny mekatrio pranking mode sort of thing. but... the other 2 would have a big age difference too. they were all adopted as like... from 6 to 10 years old ig and ayame yknow. shes baby. with this i wanted it to be like... ayame's thing is supposed to be that she is The Little Sister. like how ayano was the big sister. GET IT.. DO U GET IT... so thats sorta my thought process. i think her big siblings think the world of her and they celebrate her so much when she's born!!! her dynamic with konoha is silly bc she has so many siblings and he's an only kid and they clash a lot bc of it lol. sorry. i cant answer ur questions properly but thank u for giving me an excuse to go a lil insane

[t4t4t]

This stupid time of year always reminds me now of my mom trying to add me to a group chat with a bunch of older family members I had no idea of she's apparently been connecting with, not like I care, because the anodyne 90s graphics of "happy thanksgiving" were met by my sending various anticolonial memes and articles into this chat, which mostly confused people. They didn't really take it seriously. I think my eldest sister and my mom were misgendering and deadnaming me to these people right in front of my face in the chat and it was disgusting. 2019 I think

My eldest sister has minimized and dismissed my anticolonial politics for a long time, mildly surprised we had a convo recently that she wanted to attend a free palestine protest near her.

My mother had a misgendering and deadnaming moment on my birthday in 2018 so like. I think my youngest sister who's still a year older than me is supportive and tries to get her to stop that which I appreciate.

I think my eldest sister might apologize for this if I ever bring it up but maybe not, she misgendered Leah in 2017 when I told them/her she was trans, but like they/she didn't know that initially and were orthogendering her prior to that + meeting her in person. I've never really gotten a full explicit apology for that.

Idk I think I got the most anticolonial politics out of my brother but we don't talk much for whatever reason, but he's the one with the sociology degree who fucking. spent 3000 to take ayahuasca 7 times. Like literally that whole thing. May 2017. I have a few souvenirs from Peru still with me rn. Gave me time to take acid by myself for the first time in his apartment all by myself instead of being emotionally stuck at my dad's and it helped me come out, feeling more free. But he misgendered Leah too after this ayahuasca experience in November or December 2017 but like. I guess it takes time to digest anyway. Some people spend the rest of their lives pondering a single dmt trip yknow. Idk

My family has a weird relationship to having political conversations. I'm trying to get them to get better at it but it's been sometimes difficult.

[twslug]

gonna answer all the q's of that one post i rbed like two days ago or something, answers below break if u gaf (really not groundbreaking info)

answers start here:

that i don't have to do a lot of things (both academically and in my personal life) that i don't want to do but pressure myself to do anyway. a lot of things really and truly Do Not matter

isolating myself due to anxiety or aimless frustration that i don't have an outlet for,,, big fan of Being locked in a room for hours

fav self care is skin care/workout and good music, i'm listening to my girly pop playlist post-workout (current song is toxic by nico rosberg aka britney bitch, so just envision these mentally ill answers with fergie and britney and katy perry and rihanna in the background)

most vivid memory is definitely not a visual memory, i've got some memory loss so i don't remember much of anything about my life. HOWEVER i have an echoic memory, so i really latch onto peoples' voices. i looove f1 with all the different accents and languages (lowkey linguistics hpfx) so i can have drivers narrating my thoughts. charles's voice is super imprinted on my brain because he has a very unique (imo) speech cadence and choice of wording in english, same for max (both verstappen and fewtrell), lando, and other random celebrities or youtubers or irls or characters etc etc.

would like to recieve some emotional/social support, was kind of pushed to the side because my brother is more extroverted, better at school, had asthma and ocd and several food allergies, but i was left to my own devices because i was much quieter and in the background.

have always wanted to be able to take academics into my own hands, as per the last answer, i am very quiet irl and have a hard time asking for help so i spend a lot of schooling teaching myself, so i've mastered the ability to put my head down and succeed by myself but at what cost yknow, i cant even speak to professors or other students

apathy. chronic, neverending, borderline infectious apathy. im very stubborn so if my brain has become apathetic about something then you will never get me to care about it, even if i myself want to

rly gets to me when people are mean to people i like, for an f1 example, idk i like a lot of the drivers but seeing people be blatantly mean to them (criticism and affectionate jabs are Fine) really makes me feel upset and/or almost ill, i get rly anxious for some reason like i'm the one being insulted

no i don't cry. not really (back to the playlist, family ties by baby keem just came on TURN THIS SHIT UUUPPP) anyway i dont really cry, lots of apathy, forced to be the quiet kid etc etc

have done lots of improvement on my body image and having confidence in what i say/believe, esecially in a family setting, lots of my problems are from childhood and being overly quiet/shy, so i rly struggle(d) with speaking my mind but now Nobody has anything on me, my moms dad was a county sheriff and i openly rip on cops in front of her like fuccckkk off u made me like this

was very mentally ill at the time (was also during covid, so i was really mentally unwell), and they had their own problems, ended up having a rly toxic relationship. neither of us had redeeming qualities, said some things we shouldn't have, like mutual punching bags

wish i could connect to my new roommates for this upcoming college/university semester, again: very bad at talking to people, maybe it will be better when we all live together (copium)

POLITICS TIME: i get irrationally angry at people who know nothing about the US south, i live here and it pisses me off when most political "hot takes" about american southern conservatism are boiled down to classism and/or racism, drives me fucking insane

i only like affectionate teasing if i know you rly well or the jab isnt something im insecure about, but im a bit of a hypocrite because i playfully insult people all the time, good rule of thumb i follow is just never go for appearance, all makes u look like a dick

prefer to be numb, because even though its one of the worst things to ever happen to my Cranium, i have a really easy time letting things go and not being upset over things i should probably be upset about. its kind of peaceful when u come to terms with it

talent ive overlooked/lost is ,,,,,,, i actually dont know, i think ive honed the things im really good at, i was really good at being a stage manager in school theatre (was assistant director and stage manager for les mis in 10th grade, bitches love my organizational skills), maybe i pick that up again somewhere

call me seb vettel the way i really liked dark blue in the but switched to loving bright bright #ff0000 red, like the brightest u can get... good shit... Also british racing green forever and always

my stuffed animals :-) no harm in keeping them, i suppose

well this ones easy because i dont like talking about infodumping about the innerworkings of my Psyche but here we are, i feel a bit bothersome, hence this entire post being hidden under a page break ..

LAST ONE (current song playing is dancing in the moonlight by king harvest, for those of u following along athome), i believe people think im much kinder than i think i am. if that makes sense. i know the things ive said to other people, about other people, about myself, etc, and i just feel this kind of imposter syndrome whenever people say they think im rly kind or fun to be around because i know deep down i am miserable and evil and nasty... And dont even hit me w that "bad people dont care that theyre bad so u caring makes u not bad" no no no, thats the thing, i dont care . i am Evil... ebil,,,,,, Deomn evil

[br1ghtestlight]

thinking about bubblegum's family too...... which is very much a play on the typical popular girl x nerd trope thats seen in high school dramas but it ends up being a bit sadder. her parents started dating when they were maybe fifteen and her dad was a SUPER socially awkward nerd while her mom was a typically cute fun and popular cheerleader but she asked him out and he was like uhh okay sure?? they dated throughout high school yknow irregardless of what other ppl thought and after that they decided they wanted to be Adults and her dad went to college they bought a house together etc and then of course they got pregnant and had a baby (bubblegum) but when she was like maybe a year or two old her mom went out on errands and she'd always been ditzy and distracted by bubblegum (my beloved btw) so she was talking on the phone while crossing the street and there was a truck driver who wasnt really looking where he was going and yeah she got hit by a car and died. her dad took this VERY hard bcuz they were high school sweethearts and now he was left alone with his tiny baby and no support but his mom/bubblegum's grandma moved in with them to help him thru his grief and eventually said if you dont start actually taking care of your daughter and being there for her im going to fight for custody (this was all when bubblegum was REALLY young like she doesnt remember any of this) and after that he Got Better and was like the best dad ever and it was always him and bubblegum against the world they are very close <3 i always like to joke that bubblegum got the worst traits from both her parents (unlikeable and socially awkward + generally stupid and oblivious to things) but she has lots of good traits too and i love her dearly

i always believed in another universe if bubblegum's mom hadn't died she would have had a baby brother :)

also i guess relevant to say that bubblegum's dad chose to never remarry. personally i think if your spouse dies when you're young its okay to remarry or date other people and its ALSO okay if you decide that you dont want to be with anyone else. its a very personal decision there isnt a wrong answer but it isnt because bubblegum's dad never moved on or got over her its bcuz he didnt want to. he's living a happy and healthy life without romance and thats okay bcuz romantic relationships arent the most important thing in the world

i think bubblegum's parents really have the same vibe as the love letter to end all love letters tbh

"I will love you with no regard to the actions of our enemies or the jealousies of actors. I will love you with no regard to the outrage of certain parents or the boredom of certain friends. I will love you no matter what is served in the world’s cafeterias or what game is played at each and every recess. I will love you no matter how many fire drills we are all forced to endure, and no matter what is drawn upon the blackboard in a blurring, boring chalk. I will love you no matter how many mistakes I make when trying to reduce fractions, and no matter how difficult it is to memorize the periodic table. I will love you no matter what your locker combination was, or how you decided to spend your time during study hall. I will love you no matter how your soccer team performed in the tournament or how many stains I received on my cheerleading uniform. I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday."

"I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where once we were so close that we could slip the curved straw, and the long, slender spoon, between our lips and fingers respectively. I will love you until the chances of us running into one another slip from skim to zero, and until your face is fogged by distant memory, and your memory faced by distant fog, and your fog memorized by a distant face, and your distance distanced by the memorized memory of a foggy fog. I will love you no matter where you go and who you see, no matter where you avoid and who you don’t see, and no matter who sees you avoiding where you go. I will love you no matter what happens to you, and no matter how I discover what happens to you, and no matter what happens to me as I discover this, and no matter how I am discovered after what happens to me happens to me as I am discovering this. I will love you if you don’t marry me."

"I will love you if you never marry at all, and never have children, and spend your years wishing you had married me after all, and I must say that on late, cold nights I prefer this scenario out of all the scenarios I have mentioned. That, Beatrice, is how I will love you even as the world goes on its wicked way."

[bunnyboy-juice]

LMAO yknow processing the abuse you went through as a child is already weird, but then add grieving a parent who most definitely caused harm to you but also died when you were 20 in an extremely traumatic way when you were just barely starting to repair your relationship into the mix and its even fuckin weirder.

example: my sister sent me a screenshot of a facebook memory of my mom being like “i love my kids and this gift they made me for mothers day earlier this year” and, for context, the gift is a jar of hand written notes on why we loved her. my sister made us all do it and her and my brother came up with reasons pretty fast. i think i put maybe 3 notes in there (and i actually still have one of them!) and the notes i wrote all seem normal on the surface but i remember struggling REALLY hard to come up with those 3 reasons i loved her and the one i actually still have is “i love you because you almost died so i could live”. except i remember actually Not loving her for that. I actually hated htat she did that because i guarantee my birth was traumatic but i was put into this position by everyone who heard the story of i Had to be good and do every last thing she said or i was terrible and ungrateful ebcause she almost died. and i remember feeling so red, so hot, so angry that i was being forced to write this for a mother’s day gift that i initially wrote a long note saying how i didnt love her and i didnt love that story and i wish she wouldve aborted me like the doctors told her to - and of course i do love her and i acknowledge now the “i dont love you” was a product of feeling coerced and triggered. but in that moment i Didnt love her - or myself for that matter. but anyways, i then ripped off a piece of the paper from that stickynote that i wrote those horrible sentences on and then wrote that shitty one liner. i felt nauseous doing it too. and when she inevitably opened mine i knew - because we got into an argument again over me not doing what she wanted me to with my life (which i actually still was! i was going to the college she begged me to go to instead of my dream one, i was living on campus but still went home almost daily bc she guilted me into it regularly, i was majoring in the major she wanted me to even tho i wanted to change my major to a similar but less flashy one - i wasnt even out yet)

idk its just so weird seeing my sister almost crying over that because i see that jar and those notes and i feel rage and discomfort. its a weird reminder we are grieving in such different ways bc yes, we were both mistreated by our dad growing up. but she had our mom close to her. even if it was unhealthy at times she could confide in her and trusted her. i didnt really. my grief related to my mom not only encompasses the fact that like she’s dead but is also grief over the relationship we may have had because i never Got a normal relationship with her. its grief over the fact that she got sick and died right after we started finally trying to repair our relationship. its grief because when she got sick everyone got loving messages and was told she was proud of them and i was told to watch my back and was warned i was likely going to be homeless bc my father had been wanting to kick me out since i was 14. its grief in that i didnt really have family the way the rest of them did and still do.

[ettawritesnstudies]

Do you have any thoughts/advice about writing siblings? Especially for characters with more than one sibling,,, like how their relationship with each other might be different than if they had only one sibling.

oh you bet I do anon, I've practically got this down to a science haha. There are a few key aspects of the family dynamic you'll want to keep in mind that will influence how the different relationships form!

Parental Roles:

(I'm using the term "parent" loosely, since it may vary depending on the story, but "legal guardian" sounded weird. Yknow what I mean)

Good parents will encourage mutually respectful relationships between their kids, avoid playing favorites, and work to settle bickering quickly and fairly. Siblings might get on each other's nerves, but they'll also be friends and whacky in-jokes abound.

Poor parents will either create an incredibly tight bond between siblings (to compensate for the lack of a reliable/safe adult support structure) or will drive siblings apart (probably by playing favorites, creating a rivalry)

Another thing to consider is if both a mother and father figure are present. Kids being raised by a single parent or a grandparent will have a different dynamic than if both were around. Divorce or parental death can be a major traumatic early life event, and will affect how each child relates to their parent and to each other. I can't really speak to this because I didn't grow up in a separated family, but research by reading first-hand experiences. If the kids are orphans, or both parents are neglectful, a sibling might step up into the parenting role, creating a complex, interdependent relationship.

Birth Order:

People will argue about this for aaaaagggess, but broadly speaking, the following personality traits are accurate:

Oldest/Oldest available (when the actual eldest isn't around)/Oldest Daughter (when the older brothers are useless around the house):

Strengths: organized, responsible, leader, probably half-decent at babysitting, cooking, and cleaning, may be a peacemaker between younger siblings.

Weaknesses: bossy/opinionated, default center of attention OR invisible depending on the situation, may bully younger siblings

With great privilege comes great responsibility

Middle (depending on place in the middle and age gaps, may lean more towards oldest/youngest behaviors in the family dynamic):

Strengths: flexible, independent, more laid-back attitude, probably makes friends outside of the family easily

Weaknesses: flighty, deliberately annoying, might feel inadequate or looked over in older sibling's "shadow"

Youngest:

Strengths: "Go-get-em" attitude. They want to run with the older kids, and parents are too exhausted to stop them, so they learn a lot young. If the eldest was allowed to stay at home alone overnight at 16, the youngest is probably doing that at 14. Confident. The other default center of attention.

Weaknesses: Tag-along, loud/obnoxious.

When someone only has one sibling, it's only the oldest/youngest dynamic and since both are so independent (and the parent's attention isn't split so many ways), I've noticed they're usually not as close? Especially if there's a age gap, they function more like only children that live in the same house, idk?

When you have a large family, pretty much everything in your life rotates around the family's schedule, when are your parents available to take you to X event, do you have to be present at Y event, who's babysitting tonight? Each person has a defined role within the family and the relationships are reflective of that.

Shared Life Experiences:

How much time did they spend together growing up, and was that a positive or negative experience? Did their family experience a traumatic event? (probably in the protagonist backstory). How did they react and support each other through that? If there's common ground, they might not talk about it because nothing needs to be said. They lived through it together.

Personality Dynamics/Clashes:

Depending on how you built your characters from the above questions, this can be a highly story-specific question to answer, but I'm just going to throw some generic dynamic ideas together inspired by my own siblings and stories:

Oldest and 2nd Oldest sisters are mistaken as twins because they're on the same mental wavelength 80% of the time. Lots of affectionate exasperation and mutual complaining/info dumping.

Middle was the youngest for 5 years until a younger sibling was born. Finds themselves caught between youngest "immaturity" and new expectations to be a good example of an older sibling.

two middle kids (2 years apart) bicker as small children but grow into being chill friends as teenagers once they both mature a little.

younger middle (10M) has different favored older siblings to go to for different problems when they can't get mom or dad's attention (asking oldest for help with school, older middle for help with friends, etc.)

the impartial sibiling mediating arguments between overly concerned but justifiably frustrated parents and overly defensive but justifiably irritated sibling.

parents mediating arguments between overly concerned but justifiably frustrated older sibling and overly defensive but justifiably irritated younger sibling.

younger middle and youngest siblings being absolute agents of chaos together, and that insanity factor growing exponentially for each added person involved.

The house is just TOO NOISY with all of this chatter, you're banished outside until dinner time. Go play.

The dynamic of: "oh my gosh they're such a dumbass, but I love them too much to let them get away with this bad decision.

protective of each other against outsiders, even if they bicker a lot: "The only one allowed to punch my sibling is me."

complaining with each other about their parents

so many dumb in jokes

I think I've rambled enough but I hope this helps!

[donnies--jacket]

Mud Pup (Mud Dogz & Reader Headcannons)

relationship: familial

warnings: lil bit of swearing

a/n: HELLO, HI, YES, and welcome to what is likely going to be the only time i ever write on here. i've been thinking about these headcannons by @bootyyy-shaker9000 every day, and my little found family loving heart decided to make me write this. so here, take it.

also srry if it kinda jumps around a lot??? my adhd bitchass just has a dolphin brain and processes things kinda wack and it sorta effects how i write 😳. and i also wrote this at like 3am while very sleepy over the course of two days so dahfsdgfzdgfsdhfdgfsdgfs. also i didnt proofread this or anything i just. word vomit, yknow.

Living with the Mud Dogz was. interesting.

I mean, it wasn't bad, not at all, it was just... you were a family of four absolute himbos, with a total of one braincell among you and no one knows who has it.

Still, you love your dumbass dads and they love you!! Living with them was great!

Out of the three of them, Danny is the most parental with you-- probably because he's the oldest and relatively the most responsible of them.

He helps you with things like your homework and teaches you a lot of basic life skills like cooking and stuff, but he also helps out a lot with emotional problems, too. He's able to comfort you when you're anxious or sad, and can calm you down when you get angry.

G O D , Danny would absolutely have one of those "baby on board" stickers on his car.

Even though you're NOT a baby!! >:(( You're big and strong!!!

Mickey often tends to be much more of a fun older brother than a parent for you, but he still does always step up and fulfill that role when needed. Mostly though, y'all are just the most chaotic pair of siblings.

You're such horrible influences for each other omfg-

The two of you are constantly egging each other on to do stupid shit, and are so goddamn DESTRUCTIVE. If it weren't for Danny and Leonard, you would both be dead by now.

"Y/n and I are immortal. Our proof is that we haven't died yet."

Leonard is probably the most inexperienced when it comes to being a parent.

Growing up, he'd really only had his mother and, sadly, she'd passed away when he was little. His dad wasn't around much, so for a lot of his life he'd practically raised himself. He'd gotten so used to taking care of himself that he wasn't sure how to take care of others.

He'd gotten accustomed to watching out for Danny and Mickey after some time, but keeping an eye out for someone not even half his age was a lot more difficult for him.

Still though, he really tries his best and actively makes an effort to be there for you. He may not be as good at Danny is at parenting, or be able to connect with you in the same way that Mickey can, but he loves you just as much as they do, and you love him just as much as you do them.

Leonard honestly is the most "dad" of the bunch.

Like ofc they're all dads, but, as previously mentioned, Mick is so often much more of an older brother and Danny is honestly a lot more of a mom-type. Leonard fills the role of a father much better than the others.

Speaking of mom Danny.

Dan's maternal instincts are IMMACULATE. Like,,,,,,,, bro,,,,,,,

Each one of the Mud Dogz are so extreamely protective of you, but Danny is just... the most. To the point where it can be very overbearing.

"Y/n, careful!! That's sharp! You could cut yourself."

"Literally, I was just reading a book."

If there's anything that you can't stand about your family, it's how much they baby you. They treat you like a little kid!! They ask you if you want appy slices and little cups of peanut butter to dip them in, as if you aren't fully capable of getting your own DAMN appy slices!!!!

But, to be completely honest, the Mud Dogz are very anxious about you getting older. It felt like you were growing up so, so fast and they just... didn't really know how to handle it?

They knew that getting older was inevitable and all but they just weren't ready for that to happen. They weren't ready for you to grow up yet. That's why they baby you so much; because they don't want to have to let you go.

When you finally bring up just how frustrated you are with them babying you all the time, they explain this all to you; how scared they are that you're growing up and that you wont need them anymore.

"You guys... I'll always need you."

"...Really?"

"Of course!! You're my family, and my best friends! I love you. And you'll always be apart of my life."

Cut to the Mud Dogz absolutely BLUBBERING.

They crowded around you for a big group hug, and just about suffocated you.

"Heh, we love you too, kiddo."

"Just promise that you'll slow down a bit for us, okay?"

"I promise."

HOO BOY, gettin a bit emotional there aint we

anyways 🥺 back to the shenanigans

The guys are surprisingly very affectionate with you, Mickey especially. They're constantly giving you little pats on the back or rubbing your head, and hugs are very frequent as well. Oh!! They also give you lots of little kisses on the head, too!

When it comes to spending time together, it really varies depending on who you're with.

Like, if it's just you and Mickey then you'll likely be up playing video games all night and eating junk food until you pass out.

If you and Danny hang out, you'll probably be watching a bunch of old movies on VHS or cooking together.

With you and Len, he likes to take you out for long car rides. Usually you won't even have any idea where you're going, you'll just drive until you get lost or run out of gas.

If it's the four of you together, though... oh boy.

You've tried to do so many things together as a family, but no matter what, it always ends in chaos.

Like, this one time you all played Monopoly together, and by the time you were halfway through the game, Dan and Len had gotten into THREE FIST FIGHTS, Mickey had attempted to rob the bank twice (despite you repeatedly telling him that isn't how the game works), and you'd had seventeen mental breakdowns.

You all never played Monopoly again after that.

And for real, everything ended up like this.

You tried to watch a movie together, but none of you could agree on what to watch and argued over it for an hour, until you finally just picked something random and it ended up being terrible.

You tried to go camping together and nearly got mauled by a bear and spent two days straight in a the-- which was not at all helped by Mick's constant complaining and you literally begging to climb down to try and make friends with the bear.

Even going to the grocery store was disastrous! You'd either end up being recognized by the police and have to make a run for it, or you get lost on the way there!

Still though, none of you would ever consider these to be bad memories. You look back on them all quite fondly, actually.

Monopoly night is something you always think back to and laugh over just how dramatic you all were being; you had all had a lot of fun watching that terrible movie and making fun of it; you'd surprisingly learnt a lot about each other while stuck up in that tree and had grown very close as a family because of it; and going out together was always exciting because you never know what could happen!

Honestly, there's not a single moment you've spent with the Mud Dogz that you regret, not even one. You genuinely cherish the time you've spent with them, and you couldn't imagine just how sad and lonely you would be without them.

Your family is an absolutely chaotic mess, but, you wouldn't change it for the world.

[hairtusk]

hi shannon 💫☁️ okay so since we got talking abt catholicism ive had smth on my mind for forever now and i just wanted to talk abt it like id call my family "secularly religious" because like we dont rly practice the faith beyond my grandparents generation anymore but i was still baptized and i did my communion and confirmation and all and ive got a complex relationship with god and faith and stuff the usual but a part of me kinda still wants to baptize my potential children and give them baptismal names like the rest of my family. oh sidenote my mom didnt give me a first official baptismal name but she on accident gave my younger brother one and im kinda sad about that for some reason like ugh i think its so cool to have those yknow! anyways thank you for letting me like brabble in your inbox ^-^!

hi lau!! 💫 you can always talk in my inbox, i'm literally so fascinated by how different people live their lives + the experiences they have so i'm always interested !

I totally understand all of your above, my relationship to religion is incredibly complex too. my mum is a portuguese catholic + my dad is jewish, so i was raised in an interfaith house. I guess judaism always took the lead because my dad has a much stronger cultural connection to jewish practices than my mum does to catholic ones? we celebrated both sets of holidays but jewish holidays were way more lavish. I wasn't baptised and I didn't have an official bat mitzvah because my parents wanted me to be able to make my own choices + not force a religion on me. these days I consider myself agnostic, but i'm really interested in judeo-christian theology and i still celebrate jewish holidays. i have vague plans of doing an official conversion to judaism one day because I'm a patrilineal jew (which is...a tricky position and status lol) and I really want my children to be considered jewish. but then I'd never want my son to have a bris, just for my own moral reasons? it's complex!

anyway thank you for letting me ramble back, I hope you have a lovely day!! <3

[chaoxfix]

your ideas are so cool my pal! i especially love the themes you're exploring in your stories. i saw a text post you shared earlier about "youth adopting youth" and i had a big AHA moment. i was like, YOU'RE RIGHT. that's the exact type of flavoring in my sonic dynamics that make them SOO interesting. curious what u think of the movies? i find now that sonic has Actual Adoptive Human Parents, that part of his character where sonic is basically is tails' mom + dad + picket fence has no room in the narrative anymore.. which is a bit of a bummer? i mean it's wholesome i guess. but i think sonic was always about how found family can just be a speedy hedgehog, a two-tailed fox and friends, yknow

!! thank you so much!! i’m glad you’re enjoying my fics 🧡🧡🧡

ok first off —

so for those that enjoy the sonic movies— i did too! overall, i have a positive opinion and reception.

for those that love the movie, i really do enjoy the sonic elements to it. it’s fun, it’s cute, the voice acting was great. the writers really nailed it in a lot of areas.

but i have mixed and mostly negative feelings about the human elements of the movies.

i really did want more of a sonic movie. i don’t really… care? about the humans. i loved sonic OVA and other sonic media. i just don’t think we need a human focus or fish out of water storyline to excuse why we’re centering on a video game character. let sonic be the star of the show … in his world … (we even have a cool rock song about it lol)

so here’s my feelings about sonic having human parents vs my ‘youth adopting youth’ feelings:

you’re really right about it feeling like there’s no place for ‘you’re my mom & dad & picked fence’ relationships anymore. and i feel like we lost a lot by replacing youth adopting youth with adults adopting youth.

kids adopting kids is genuinely my favorite trope with sonic. that’s partly because i love adoption stories period… but the thing is, i already get my fill of adults adopting kids plenty with other fandoms. sonic is the only one that really scratches the itch i have for kids/teens looking after other younger kids.

so… my feelings towards the movies kinda reflect that. i’m not against a family storyline, but we already get that storyline in a lot of other non-sonic media. so it makes sonic unique for its found family, kids adopting kids story. the way sonic looks after tails in most sonic media is unique and sweet and super lowkey wholesome when well done. i really liked the stories they can tell and subtle touches they added in the games, sonic x, comics, etc, to show sonic cares about this kid and is in many ways his primary caretaker. its not the focus, sure, but it’s there and it means something to them both.

so by making movie sonic so young and irresponsible, and not making him really responsible for tails long term, instead making sonic’s … parents… responsible for sonic knuckles and tails — it loses the charm of ‘devil may care free spirit contrasted with really caring about his kid brother’. before, the care sonic shows his friends and lil brother added depth to sonics character. but now, well, sonic isn’t fully that carefree character. he’s got a defined family role as the child to two nuclear parents. he can’t just pack up and leave for whatever adventure he wants the way he can in the games, so no devil may care attitude anyway. and the depth of sonic looking after tails is especially lost as 1) sonic isn’t his primary caretaker bc tom and maddie now are, 2) sonic and tails have much more similar maturity levels bc sonic seems way closer in age to tails now, and 3) tails isn’t someone sonic makes a detour for his adventures to look out for as a contrast; there’s not really an ongoing adventure period? and he doesn’t have to slow down to look out for his kid brother if someone else is already doing it.

i also like the dynamic of ‘kids doing their best and still making mistakes’ … whereas tom and maddie are really perfect. in other sonic media and hopefully in my fics, critical analysis of sonics parenting/brothering/guardian style shows it isn’t the healthiest! bc sonic’s 15! duh! he’s gonna get stuff wrong, the important thing is yet he cares! i like the stories ‘kids parenting other kids’ can generate because its unique and fun and has a lot of built in growth and depth, as well as a fun mix of shenanigans and angst when played right.

plus. when you add adults as responsible guardians, characters usually look to them for guidance. whereas in the games… the kids were all the center of the stories. they got to be exclusively responsible for saving the world and all that comes with it, and responsible for each other in really cool and unique ways. sure tom and maddie step back a little in the movies to let their powerful alien kids do their thing, but they’re still central to getting the kids out of danger in a number of scenes.

maddie and tom seem like nice people. they really do! but by including them as parental figures, the teens and kids are no longer able to be their own authority figures. not all the way. and that’s part of what i miss, and part of what i love about other sonic media.

the story the movies tell is very generic kids movie plots meant to reinforce the idea that your parents/guardians should be there and love and support you, which is usually a good thing for kids to see on screen. but it doesn’t have the heart of sonic, because at his heart, sonic as a character is supposed to only be responsible for himself and anything he decides to be responsible for. he’s on his own and he likes it because he can chase adventure to his heart’s content. he loves running and he loves his friends and he loves chasing adrenaline highs.

movie sonic can’t do that if he has parents.

i think the problem kinda lies in one basic element of sonic 2 the movie.

the adventure kicks off while sonics home alone for the first time. after sonics adopted, the second adventure could only occur on this level (sonic can only leave and save the day and become more of a sonic movie and introduce other characters and sonic-esque plots…) because the writers found an excuse to ship maddie and tom off to a wedding and leave sonic alone. sonic doesn’t get to be sonic and go on adventures til they leave.

if the setup for the sonic themes have to only start by exiting the humans… well, maybe the humans don’t need to be there.

anyhow. i still like the movie for a lot of reasons, but at its heart, it only partly felt like a sonic movie. having parents for sonic (and making them primary caregivers for knuckles and tails) irreparably changes a LOT of what of what i love about other sonic media

[heyitsyn]

Oh God

TimeTraveler!Son x Haikyuu!! Part 2

a/n: hehe i wouldnt put ‘x haikyuu’ if manager y/n ends up with that certain character. youll just have to,,,, wait for the end 😏

he didnt want to lie but he had to so he could survive

hinata offered his hand to help him up and natsu winced at the scratches and the slight headache as he stood on his two feet

‘you okay?’

hinata asked and natsu nodded

‘yea, just a headache’

natsu tried to play it off as cooly as he could bc this must’ve been from the car hit before and he couldnt just say he got ran over by a damn car

‘where do you live? i can go and treat your wounds there’

natsu was about to respond but he remembers hes not in tokyo anymore and he cant just spout out his address

so he did the thing his mom told him to do whenever it was necessary

he lied

‘i-um,,,’

he fumbled for an excuse but he sighed to maintain the act

‘i got kicked out’

he mumbled and hinata had to make him repeat it twice because he said it so quietly

the tangerine boy gasped and held his arms

‘what?! why?!’

natsu sniffled

‘my dad,,,, he just,,, doesnt want me’

well, that was actually true

so a true statement could equal that lie, right?

thankfully, hinata bought it and he grabbed his arm to walk forward while his other was pushing his bike

‘i hit you with my bike so the least i could do is take you to my house and treat you!’

and that was what they did

natsu’s phone was dead even though he was sure he charged it from denki’s powerbank during practice but it remained its black screen no matter how many times he hit the power button

his surroundings was also something unfamiliar

his mother only kept him in tokyo and never took him to go visit her family because she was kicked out and had to go live with her auntie when she found out about him and his father refused to help her

‘so, sendai, huh?’

he mumbled and hinata looked at him confused

‘sounds like youre not from around here. where you from?’

‘t-tokyo’

he replied and saw hinata’s eyes brighten

‘oh?! you look like youre my age so you must have been in a high school in tokyo, right? what school?’

‘yuuei’

‘hah?! yuuei?! what is that?!’

natsu rolled his eyes and shrugged

‘a school’

hinata persisted though

‘do you know other schools?! any other school friends?! like nekoma?! or fukurodani?!’

natsu shook his head and he was supposed to be happy that he got to meet, even talk, to his idol yet his younger self was much more hyper than his mellowed out behavior on tv

‘i stick to my friends from yuuei’

‘but what are you doing all the way here?’

natsu’s throat dried up and he watched his feet kick the pebbles to distract him of his urge to just whine and throw a tantrum with the confusion from this mess

‘i dont know’

he choked out and he was so tired and confused and all he wants to do is cry in his mother’s arms like he used to but she doesnt even know he exists

hinata sensed the tension and sadness from the boy beside him and tried his best to stay quiet until they get home

to say his mom was angry was an understatement

‘SHOYO, DONT YOU KNOW TO WATCH WHERE YOURE GOING?!’

‘kaa-san i was so angry and bakageyama was yelling at me and hit me and-’

‘THAT DOESNT GIVE YOU AN EXCUSE TO RUN SOMEONE OVER!’

natsu sat there on their couch awkwardly watching the black-haired woman yell at the human tangerine

he coughed in impulse and she turned away from her son and went to sit next to the h/c boy

‘dear, im so sorry for my son and his terrible biking. i didnt catch your name when you entered, what is it?’

even hinata forgot to ask his name but thats such a hinata thing to do though

natsu froze

if he was to say his mother’s last name, it would raise suspicion that he might know her in this time period and izuku has shown him enough doctor who to show him what happens when he messes up in time

again, he lied

‘kiri,,,shima,,, natsu. kirishima natsu’

he inwardly apologized to eijirou for using his last name

mrs. hinata raised a hand to her mouth with a surprised gasp

‘oh! my daughter’s name is also natsu! natsu, dear! can you come here for a second?’

natsu heard soft sounds from the stairs and she shyly walked down 

‘come say hi’

she softly urged her daughter to come closer and the little girl ran to hide behind her older brother who gently smiled and held her hand

‘well, thats her. she just turned 10 a few days ago. look dear, kirishima-kun has the same name as you!’

she waved slightly and natsu felt his heart swell at the sight of the adorable little girl

his mother never really had time for relationships so he was an only child and never got to experience a sibling, only hearing the experience of having siblings from his friend, shouto

mrs. hinata placed a gentle hand on his arm to revert his attention back to her

‘shoyo told me what happened and im sorry that this is all happening to you’

he felt guilty at the sight of her sad eyes because this was all a lie but he knew if he told them the real reason, they wouldnt believe him

so he had to continue with the lie

‘everything was falling apart and i wanted to leave everything behind. so i just took the shinkansen to nowhere and ended up here’

mrs. hinata felt her heart tug because he was just a little boy and he was too young to experience this so she offered him something he shouldnt have agreed to but again, survival

‘you can stay with us in the mean time. our guest room has been collecting dust so you can live here’

‘what? no! i can’t!’

natsu instinctually turned it down because he hated people giving him charity

but the woman squeezed his arm to give him a smile

‘i will not allow a child to live in the streets because of something he couldnt help’

‘arent you worried youre inviting a total stranger in your home?’

but she gave him a knowing smile

‘im a mother. i can trust you, boy’

in exchange for board and food, he promised to get a part time job so he could pay her back and get out of their house as quickly as he could

shoyo led him to the bathroom upstairs so he could treat the wounds from the ground

natsu sat on the closed toilet seat while his literal idol was putting cream on his boo-boos

he still cant wrap his head with everything

maybe it was because he was so busy trying to come up with lies that he wasnt able to fully sit down and think about the fact that he just TRAVELED BACK IN TIME and could accidentally change it

‘shoyo, what year is it?’

he mumbled

‘2012′

he answered and natsu sighed but his head perked up

oh god

2012

thats a year away from 2013

the year he was born

that meant shoyo’s team manager was going to give birth to him next year

‘why? did you hit your head so far that you forgot?’

hinata joked but he paled when natsu didnt laugh

‘OH GOD DID YOU?!’

‘NO! AND STOP YELLING!’

natsu shouted, equally surprised

‘whew, thank god. again, im so sorry i hit you’

‘shoyo, dont worry about it, okay? im fine, i swear’

during dinner, mrs. hinata told him about his school situation

‘you can go to karasuno with shoyo. what year were you in?’

‘first’

‘perfect! shoyo is too so he could easily help you around the school!’

natsu nodded quietly, still out of it and his brain finally starting to accept this impossible reality

‘but i dont think i could help you with the entrance exams. im not the most-um-smartest, per se’

shoyo apologized but natsu already knew that

he was no extreme fanatic but he knew quite a lot about hinata shoyo, the player he watched during the 2021 olympics and the reason he started playing volleyball

natsu dreamed to join the msby jackals just like his idol did and eventually reach the national team like hinata did

it was during the olympics of 2021, he knew he wanted to be like him

this boy who sat next to him was the reason he came to love volleyball along with his other idol, oikawa tooru, from the argentina volleyball team after seeing that legendary match 

when oikawa hit that service ace, natsu wanted to be able to receive that

he was merely 8 and his neighbor, midoriya inko, was babysitting him and she placed him and her son who was his friend, izuku, in front of the tv where they watched the olympics match

‘someday, ill be someone great. ill be great like him’

he promised and from then on, he worked to achieve that goal 

‘natsu? hello?’

he was shaken from his thoughts as shoyo nudged him back to reality

mrs. hinata laughed

‘maybe you should head to bed early, dear. you must be tired after having a hard journey’

he nodded and was about to go and wash his dishes when she stopped him

‘no. go and sleep, ill take care of this’

‘i have to do my part in here, hinata-san. please, let me do this’

she finally agreed and he was scrubbing the plates when his mind wandered over to possible solutions on how he could go back

there was an episode that he watched with izuku that the character had to do something to go back

and he had a feeling that he would have to do the same thing

but what would that something be?

there had to be a reason he was thrown all the way in this time and it couldnt just be a coincidence that supposedly, this would be around the same time his mother would get pregnant

but who would it be?

he finished putting the plates on the drying rack and he felt really thirsty suddenly

opening the fridge, he found no water bottles and natsu had a very sensitive stomach so he couldnt drink tap water

his next favorite beverage was there and he pulled a glass from the cabinet

‘hinata-san, is it okay if i can have some milk?’

he called out and she shouted that it was okay

natsu poured the drink on his glass and started drinking it when hinata entered the kitchen and snickered at him

‘yknow, you remind me of my idiot teammate. none of my other friends drink straight milk except for him’

natsu placed the glass down and wiped his lips

‘chocolate milk make me sick and i hate the taste of flavoring in milk. but i just hate flavoring in general. except for gari gari popsicles, those are good’

natsu reasoned, watching hinata move across the room to get an apple

‘still ew. but come on! lets go to bed so i can show you around school early before practice tomorrow!’

natsu noticed his excitement by the way he bounced in place and he chuckled

it reminded him of his friends mina and denki

hinata led them both to his room so he could check his wounds again just to make sure

then something caught his eye

‘kirishima-kun you like volleyball?!’

that threw him off

partly because he wasnt used to being called by his friend’s last name

but also because of the question

‘huh? how do you know that?’

natsu asked, almost defensively

hinata shrugged

‘i saw your volleyball shoes in your bag’

hinata reasoned and excitedly pointed at them

‘you should play for us! im part of the team too! oh oh! what position do you play?!’

‘l-libero’

natsu stuttered out, slightly overwhelmed by hinata’s energy

hinata started circling him, inspecting his height and looking at him up and down

‘yanno, kirishima-kun, youre really tall. like much taller than the rest of my club. maybe not saltyshima but really!! youre so tall!!’

hinata whined in envy and natsu laughed

‘blame it on the paternal side of the family. my ma isnt really tall’

he laughs but then memories of his mother resurfaced and he suddenly felt gloomy, guilty, even, bc he doesnt know if time stopped there or it kept going and if so, shes probably worried sick

and he knew she was always one who blamed herself

hinata noticed his downcast expression and thought he probably remembers his dad and got sad since he got kicked out

so our baby sunshine freaked out and he frantically waved his hands around

‘oh no! gomen kiri-kun! gomen! i really didnt mean to make you think about him! gomen!!!’

he even bowed which surprised the h/c boy and made him stand back up

‘o-oi shoyo! dont! you didnt because i wasnt thinking about him!’

he fussed and patted hinata’s hair

‘i dont care about him. to be honest, there isnt much to think about’

he didnt think about what he said until he heard himself

natsu’s eyes widened, fearful of how hinata could take it but he flinched when the orange-haired boy’s eyes were filled with his own tears

‘OH NO!! KIRI-KUN!!!’

then launched another series of apologies and natsu had to calm him down

oh dear

it was early in the morning like 5 when hinata bursted into natsu’s room

the loud shout of shoyo made his eyes blink open and he groaned before turning to the side

‘come on, kiri-kun! we need to go to take your exam!’

‘nooooooooo’

‘yeeessssssss’

it was quite a battle for hinata to even just get natsu out of bed but he managed to bribe the latter with some milk bread from the bakery down the street

‘2′

natsu showed his two fingers and hinata sighed before nodding

‘yes. now go hurry so we can leave!’

dressed in his grey sweatpants and a yuuei sweatshirt, natsu cursed as he only has clothes good for 2 days and he didnt want to bother the hinatas so he was at a loss

mrs hinata bid the two boys good bye and natsu was yawning and dragging his body to walk while hinata was skipping over to his bike

then he finally realized the problem

he nervously looked at natsu and the taller boy didnt understand why he was looking at him that way

‘what?’

shoyo pointed at the bike and awkwardly smiled

‘uh,,, you see,,, i dont think youd,,, fit,,, at the back seat’

natsu shrugged

‘then ill bike. ive done it before’

he sauntered over to the bike and swiftly lifted his leg before testing out the brake handles

‘its good and better than mine back home’

‘a-are you-’

‘sit down, sho’

hinata gripped on to the back of natsu’s sweatshirt as he told him the directions to how to get to the school

natsu remembered watching an interview of hinata talking about his high-school life and he remembered the star player talking about his dedication to go to karasuno everyday for volleyball

and the boy couldn’t believe hes doing that right now, with his idol literally behind him, and driving to the legendary karasuno high school

from the jackals to the adlers and even some other teams like the frogs, natsu cheered for them

there was a memory of his mother sitting with him on their couch during one of her rare day offs as they rewatched the recorded copy of the olympics

it has become natsu’s favorite thing to watch

‘with great talent comes great hardships. people don’t become good overnight and i watched those people suffer through it all but look where they are now’

‘KIRISHIMA, WATCH OUT! COWS CROSSING!’

natsu was snapped out of his thoughts at hinata’s shout

then it morphed into pure and utter confusion

‘cows?’

shoyo laughed

‘since youre from the city, this must be a weird sight for you, huh? well, in the countryside, this happens a lot!’

but natsu didnt mind

in fact, he loved cows

he loved any farm animal in general

maybe it was his upbringing in the hustle and bustle of the city that he grew to love the countryside

shoto took him with his family to a trip to the country once and he remembered loving the smell of grass

they were able to do an activity in a farm where they worked in a rice farm and the peace and serenity was something he will always remember

his mother was lucky she grew up in a place like this

‘kiri-kun, ive been wanting to ask, how is your volleyball team in the city? are you a powerhouse?’

natsu felt pride bubble up in his chest

‘of course! we got second place in nationals!’

he boasted and blurted out before he could stop himself

then he felt fear

he shouldnt have said that because for all he knows, yuuei probably doesn’t exist at this time period

hinata had a different reaction and his eyes shone

‘WHAT?! WOAH! SO COOL! I HAVE TO TELL OUR CAPTAIN THAT WE’RE GETTING A POWERHOUSE STUDENT!’

‘uh-i-uh-’

natsu didnt know what to say because he had a feeling he definitely just did an oopsie

so he switched topics really quick to divert the attention away from his past

‘o-oi sho, once youre done being a pro volleyball player and stuff, we should have our own rice farm’

of course it was such a random idea but it distracted the orange boy

hinata shrugged

‘i mean,,, i have to be a pro first but i guess we can!’

‘hmm,,,, i dont think you have to worry about that’

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a/n: oh god this sat in my drafts for so long and i really dont know what im doing like i kinda have a rough outline of what im doing but im just going with the flow but i dont think the flow is quite flowy 

[mikrowrites]

broken family

Poe Dameron x Solo!Reader

SLIGHT TROS SPOILERS!!!

: Poe and Y/N Dameron enjoy their first hours with their newborn and decide to make amends with a past enemy :

(Ben’s alive because I’m sad)

(Also super fluffy holy fuck who am i)

Morning was slowly dawning over the glistening cityscape, a colorful sunrise spread across the sky of Chandrila.

Y/N Solo-Dameron’s eyes flickered open, blinking away the sunlight filtering through the blinds of the medbay window. Her eyes soon focused, starting to sit up in her bed.

“Hey Y/N/N.”

Y/N turned to see her husband of two years, Poe Dameron, sitting in a chair near her bed. He cradled a bundle of blankets within his arms. The man smiled, standing up. “Want to meet our girl?”

Y/N nodded enthusiastically, reaching her arms out as Poe gently laid the baby in her arms. She stared in awe of the small child, a smile breaking out on her face. “She’s perfect. She’s so fucking perfect.”

“Careful. Small ears are listening.” Poe teased, Y/N letting out a laugh. He sat up on the bed next to her, an arm around Y/N’s shoulder. She found herself amused with how attached Poe had become to the small human.

“She looks like mom.” Y/N murmured, her lip quivering slightly as she studied every inch of her daughter’s sleeping face.

“A little Leia.” Poe agreed, running a thumb of the child’s wispy brunette curls.

Y/N turned to Poe with tears in her eyes. “Yeah.” She looked down again. “Little Leia Dameron.”

Poe kissed Y/N’s head, a smile spread across his face. “Perfect name for a perfect little girl.”

Y/N had always held a deep pride for her birthplace. She and her brother had been born the same day as a treaty signing on Chandrila, and it made her heart soar that her daughter would share the same birthplace.

When the Resistance eventually merged with the recovering Republic, Poe and Y/N still held the rank of General, relocating them to the base planet after the war.

Y/N had discovered she was pregnant during the final weeks of the fighting, still accompanying him, Finn, and Rey on their mission to find the Sith Wayfinder though against Poe’s wishes.

He had panicked at the prospect of being a father. It was something he had always wanted with Y/N, but with the way the tides of the war were shifting, victory had seemed so far away.

But as the Resistance claimed their victory, Poe immediately stepped into the father role, and quite spectacularly too. Y/N had insisted on being a part of the reconstruction efforts along side Poe and Finn (she had wondered how her mother had done it), helping rebuild the galaxy.

When she went into labor, Poe of course freaked out, but everything went smoothly and several hours later Leia Dameron entered the world.

A doctor eventually came in, checking both Y/N and Leia’s vitals once more and helping Poe and Y/N finish the paperwork. The doctor exchanged a glance with Poe, taking him out into the hallway briefly.

Leia was still asleep, her small hand grasping Y/N’s finger like a lifeline. She could already sense the force coursing through the child, Y/N wondering how Leia would grow into the power.

Poe reentered the room, standing at the foot of the bed. An uneasy expression was across his face as he approached his wife. “Your, uh... your brother is here.”

Y/N’s head jerked up in surprise. “Ben’s here?”

Ben Solo and Y/N Solo-Dameron had a rocky past. But before their parents had sent him away, Y/N and Ben were the best of friends. They held a link in the force as twins, connecting them deeper than many.

When he was sent away, Y/N found herself missing him deeply, and her heart nearly tore in half when he defected to the dark side, becoming Kylo Ren, eventually killing their own father and many friends.

Once the war was over and Kylo Ren was gone, Ben had returned with Rey. Y/N and Ben found themselves all but strangers, yet the pull in the force was too potent for them to ignore. The Solos’ relationship was still shakey, but during the post-war reconstruction they became closer.

Poe was incredibly protective, even months after the official war’s end it was very clear he still didn’t trust Ben. Furthermore, Poe Dameron absolutely did not trust Ben to be around Poe’s pregnant wife.

Y/N studied Poe’s face, sensing his discomfort about the situation. “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Poe dismissed, trying to seem nonchalant about the fact an ex-mass murderer was in the same building as his wife and child, “the doctor says he’s been here since you were admitted. Has been asking how you’ve been.”

Y/N smiled at Poe, holding her hand out. Poe took it, interlacing his fingers with hers. “I know you don’t trust him, and you have all the right reasons as well. I still am hurt from the things he’s done.” She rubbed her thumb soothingly across his index finger. “But he’s also my brother. And he’s back, and he’s tried so hard to prove himself.”

Poe inhaled deeply. “He wants to see you.”

Y/N raised her eyebrows. “Are you okay with that?”

“I don’t know.” Poe admitted honestly. “I... I think... we should try...”

“Okay.” Y/N smiled. She let out a chuckle. “You should go get him. I’m sure he’s been freaking out worse than you.”

Poe chuckled nervously, kissing Y/N’s knuckles before leaving the room again.

He walked down the hallway, his eyes trailing down to a figure sitting in a chair in the corner. Ben sat, his head down while he fidgeted with his fingers. Poe cleared his throat, Ben’s head whipping up as he stood. “Is Y/N okay?”

“Yeah. She and the baby are doing great.” Poe responded, still warily standing across the room from him. “She wants to see you.”

Ben seemed lost for words,his eyebrows raised. “She wants...?”

“Yeah. We both do.” Poe responded, putting his hands on either side of his hips. “Stop standing there, come on before I change my mind.”

Ben quickly nodded following Poe down the hall. As they approached the door Poe spun on his heel, stopping Ben. “You try anything, if I think you cause any danger to my wife or child, I will not hesitate to kill you.”

“I-I won’t tr—“ Ben was interrupted by Poe’s deadly glare. “Deal! Yup, sounds—uh... great!” Poe nodded in satisfaction, opening the door.

Y/N looked up, smiling brightly at the sight of her brother. “Hey Ben.”

“Hey Y/N.” Ben nervously smiled, still rooted in the doorway.

Y/N tilted her head to the side teasingly. “You can come and see her, yknow.”

Ben turned to look at Poe as if asking permission. Poe nodded, Ben approaching Y/N and sitting in the chair next to the bed. He peered over at the baby, a smile spreading across his face at the sight of her. “She’s so cute.”

“Do you want to hold her?” Y/N asked.

Ben whipped his head up, looking at Y/N with surprise and confusion. She just softly smiled, casting her gaze to Poe.

Poe, on the other hand, was the epitome of an internal panic. He looked at Y/N incredulously, the girl just smiling back. Ben turned to Poe, the man looking between the twins before eventually sighing in consent. Ben nodded eagerly to Y/N.

Y/N helped transfer Leia into Ben’s arms, instructing him how to hold her and support her head. She eventually relinquished her hold, Ben leaning back in his chair as he held his niece. Poe was tensed, Y/N turning to him raising her eyebrows pointedly. He began to relax, his eyes still trained like a hawk on Ben.

Meanwhile, Ben found himself enraptured by the small human being, another smile creeping upon his face. He looked up at Y/N. “What’s her name?”

“Leia Dameron.” Y/N softly responded.

Ben gasped, tears gathering in his eyes as he looked down at Leia. He let out a wet laugh, smiling wider than ever. “She looks just like her...”

“Mom knew about her before she...” Y/N trailed off, before continuing. “She would be so incredibly happy right now.”

“I miss her... I miss mom and dad...” Ben finally broke down. Y/N smiled, her own eyes glistening as her brother fought back tears.

“We have each other now, Ben. You’re home.” Y/N assured, the boy shakily smiling before looking down at Leia again.

He seemed to deflate, transfixed upon Leia. Y/N turned to look at Poe, who walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. She grinned at her husband, overjoyed at the sight of her brother and her daughter, a moment she never thought would happen.

“Congratulations.” Ben finally mustered out, looking at both of the Damerons. “She’s wonderful.”

Poe nodded, Y/N smiling warmly. Poe shifted his gaze to her before turning to Ben again. “You’re family.” He simply responded.

Ben nodded to Poe, both men understanding how deeply those words resided. Y/N felt a tear slip down her cheek, warmth flooding her body at the sight of the two most important men in her life making amends. Her broken family was finally healing.

Being a father really did look good on Poe.

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one day i'll have a group of friends that also romanticize everything, and appreciate art and literature and architecture and aesthetic appeal, and take candid photos of each other and go on picnics and walks in the wood and appreciate each others music and value kindness and peace. friends who care about me the way i care about them. maybe not now, but one day

640 notes • Posted 2021-04-17 04:13:25 GMT

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im in love with the way eowyn is written. she's cold, but not in a way that makes her emotionless and fearless, but the kind of cold that comes from having to fend for yourself when you should have others to rely on. eomer and theoden were great men, but they were warriors, and could not be there for her the way she needed. and then of course, aragorn came along, and her love for him made her even worse (eomer said that she was fine until she loved him), which is another thing i find poetic. her love for aragorn made her colder, whether it was because he did not love her back or because he was too much like her brother and uncle. but her love for faramir thawed her and warmed her, because although he was capable of deeds just as valiant and heroic as aragorn, he preferred the life of learning and love and warmth to the life of war and strategy. and that says a lot about lord of the rings: the cure to sadness is not hope, but warmth.

711 notes • Posted 2021-04-25 02:00:16 GMT

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reblog if you support muslims

i just. i really need to know right now. there’s so much hate in the world, i need to know who’s safe. also if you can’t reblog this feel free to block me <3 i hope i never interact with you ever in my life

2713 notes • Posted 2021-04-03 05:08:14 GMT

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Hey I saw your tips for drawing muslims but do you have any for writing them?

hello hello, thanks for the ask!

WRITING MUSLIM CHARACTERS

stereotypes to avoid

– the “oppressed hijabi” trope

listen, most of us wear hijab because we want to. because we grew up around it. because it’s as natural as wearing a shirt. please stop acting as though we all despise our hijab and our religion

– the “misunderstanding parents” trope

why are all muslim parents emotionally or physically abusive in fiction? i personally have an amazing relationship with my parents. also not all muslim parents are trying to suck the joy out of their children’s lives. they’re just trying to keep their kids safe. also this trope usually gets pretty racist because the reason they don’t understand their child is because they’re “not from here” and “don’t get how things are done” so yknow, avoid that.

– the “abusive dad” trope

listen. i’m fully aware that abusive parents are horrible and something that people should be made aware of, but when every muslim dad in fiction is abusive, that’s just islamophobia. just. give us good relationships with our family!!!

– the “silent mom” trope

how come muslim mothers in fiction have no lines? have no voice? they’re just silent products of a household there to cook and clean. what is that all about?? please. just stop

– the “White Boy Romance” trope

oh, all muslims know where i’m going with this Do. Not. Have. A. Hijabi. Take. Off. Her. Hijab. For. A. White. Boy. please. don’t have her take it off, period. but especially not for romance. actually, if your narrative involves a muslim girl stepping away from her religion and taking off her hijab and realizing she’s happier this way, throw the whole story away. i’m sorry, but if you’re not muslim, this isn’t something for you to write about. this is not your story to write, and writing it will be extremely islamophobic. avoid a typical romance. muslim romances do not occur the way western romances do. either you gotta be okay with that and write it properly, or you should do your best to avoid it altogether.

THINGS TO DO

– let them have friends!! let them have muslim friends!! especially if they live in an area that has a high muslim population.

– let them talk about things that aren’t their religion. listen, my muslim friends and i talk about religion occasionally, but i can assure you, more of our conversation revolves around the hot boy of the week or about whatever shows we’re watching. and in terms of non-muslim friends, religion isn’t a point of tension. we respect and celebrate our differences, and that’s it. we talk about it sometimes, but we don’t argue about it

– make it clear that we’re muslim without just saying it. have us take a step aside to pray. have a character compliment our hijabs. have us fast in ramadan (or make up fasts in the winter). have us eat halal meat. say bismillah before we eat. say alhamdulillah after sneezing or when we’re thankful. subhanallah when we see something beautiful

– we’re not nuns. we find people attractive. we discuss it. it’s not a big deal

– make sure we have a personality that doesn’t revolve around our religion. yes, our religion can be a huge aspect of our identity and life, but no, it’s not the only thing. make them obsessed with a show. give them nervous habits. what do they collect? are they introverted? you tell me!

– avoid intimately close friendships with the opposite gender. casual acquaintances is fine, but this is something i would personally avoid writing if possible

– research what is haram. i’ll give you a basic list:

- pork

- meat that isn’t halal

- gelatin (unless it’s plant gelatin or from a halal store)

- missing prayers

- sex before or outside of marriage

- cheating in any way

- abuse towards your family (yes, this may come as a shock to some, but it’s actually prohibited by islam)

- drinking

- drugs

do more research, of course, but this is a basic list.

i think that about covers it: don’t stereotype us, make sure it’s noticeable that we’re muslims, give us personalities, and make sure we’re avoiding haram stuff

before anyone comes at me: i’m aware that there are muslims who don’t follow the rules and who do haram things and who don’t like their religion and don’t have stable family relationships etc, etc. BUT when that is our only representation in media, it’s islamophobic. show us good muslims, who like their religion, whose religion is their identity, who don’t feel like their religion is causing them to lose out. because we exist.

3539 notes • Posted 2021-05-04 15:34:06 GMT

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if you don’t get to strap a knife to your thigh underneath a flowing ballgown while dancing with your rival at least once then what is the point

5359 notes • Posted 2021-03-28 01:30:49 GMT

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*pounces on the Fic Friday event because your commentary/analysis waters my crops* Where do you think Douxie picked up his nurturing instinct? He takes to "parenting" (for lack of a better word) Nari rather quickly in "Saudade." Is it all from Archie, or do you think there was another period in his life where he had to take on that role? Also would I be asking for spoilers if I asked how Zoe and Nari get along? ✨

Oooh, delving into some fun stuff! So, a little bit about me, I’m the eldest sibling of 5, and I wrote Douxie as a youngest of 3, so not really the same thing going on here. I actually pulled my psychology class from last year into play a little, lol! Theres a lot of studies about youngest children, among them being that they’re often a bit coddled by their parents, and while I don’t think this was the case with Douxie at all, he shared the other traits quite well. They’re usually very persistent, much more likely to be risk-takers, more out-going, not really the strongest or the smartest in a room, often considered natural charmers, lol. So Douxie fit the bill.

Archie is a character I really want to explore just because of the way details from his life are presented. I don’t believe that Archie was originally a very good parent to Douxie — I’d be willing to bet he was often confused, anxious, and downright spoiled or let Douxie walk all over him. It seems that Archie had just a father figure in his life and no mother in the picture, too, not really sure about all that. But as Archie himself matured, he took more away from his father’s parenting in retrospect and sort of developed his own style that worked for him. But Archie at the same has to be his brother and companion; he wears many hats, and not just in the sense of being a shapeshifter.

But Douxie is sort of a mix of both his childhood, Archie’s parenting, avoiding Merlin’s methods, and just being a bit of a people watcher. Douxie honestly longs and aches for what he could have had in regards to a family. Everyone talks about just how important it is, and that stings for him. “Closest I ever had was [Archie].” And he doesn’t mean that in a rude sense, he just...hurts. And when naive, confused, uneducated and generally (previously) unloved Nari comes into his life, this is like his big chance to send a message(one involving a particular swear that he rarely uses) to the Universe. If he couldn’t have been loved and had a (healthy) family/relationship with parental figures, Nari sure as hell would have one. Archie has his hands full keeping track of Douxie most of the time, and Douxie just assumes the role of Nari’s new parent because someone has to adult. Douxie is determined to give Nari everything he never had because it’s the least he can do. He’s the sort of person who no matter what cards he’s dealt, will always try to be good to others. I’d like to think that over the years Douxie has also grown a fondness for those younger than him physically because he can often relate to them more than the actual adults do and generally goes through similar things. Douxie probably would really love to be a dad; but an adoptive father. He can empathize with all those kids out there going through similar things and Archie and Zoe and the law are probably the only things stopping him from adopting them all and giving them the love they deserve.

I’ve ever so vaguely touched on Nari and Zoe’s relationship in my published works, so it’s not really spoiler-y that much, but consider this answer a little treat lol. Nari is the younger sister Zoe never knew she always wanted. Zoe spoils her much like she spoils Arch, but then again everyone spoils Nari. Zoe doesn’t really like kids in general, mostly because of the maintenance and Douxie is more than enough, but Nari is like a game changer to this view, lol. Zoe “moms” Doux all the time because Archie is too likely to encourage dumb things as he is to stop them, and sometimes none of the three of them have the brain cell so it’s a huge disaster lol. But Zoe doesn’t quite “get” Nari’s naivety at first. She basically assumed she was on par with everything because she’s, yknow, a demi-god or something. Zoe also (very) unintentionally has the unfortunate tendency to upset Nari with her bluntness about situations because she’s not really on the empathy level that Doux is (this comes up in the next Chap of Saudade and briefly in my final Halloween fic). She definitely doesn’t mean it at all, and Nari has a hard time interpreting Zoe’s emotions/magic and aura because she’s closed herself off a bit and often shuts down when she feels emotions rising. I’ll get into this later, but as a hedgewitch with harder to control magic, Zoe has EXTREME emotional regulation ability so that she doesn’t accidentally hurt someone. It’s volitile magic. Ultimately they do tend get along really well, despite this, and I think once Zoe opens up to her a little bit we’ll see the softer side of Zoe. But as I stated in my earlier analysis she still has lots of lingering trust issues, unfortunately, and so walls are that much harder to bring down. Nari does her best to observe how Douxie handles Zoe’s emotions so that in turn she can be of comfort like the good little sister she wants to be.

Phew! That was unintentionally really long lol, but it was a lot of fun to write out!!

[meiishu]

thoughts on season 2 of love victor love victor season 2 spoilers ahead

i enjoyed season 2 of love victor but i wish there was less relationship-swap happening in the series like, i enjoyed all the characters but there wasn’t a whole lot of platonic developments which... was frustrating. like i dont mind the romantic developments but like EVERYTHING turned into date swap or a romantic subplot... especially with mia? like i wish they gave her an arc about her art or something instead of just boys boys boys... though i do like her and andrew. i was really hoping to see more of mia and veronica; the bits we got of them were good, i just wish we got more, yknow? i feel like if mia became closer to veronica it would’ve made the moment with her dad stung even more. just. i wish they’d either left out the college boy arc or just made it even shorter so that they could’ve fleshed out more of mia’s family and maybe passions. i’m interested to see where her and andrew’s arcs go in season 3. (also, andrew standing up for her to her dad? love that. i want more of that) 

also??? speaking of family?? i wish we got to see more of the dad and victor interacting because he had such tension with his mom after coming out. whereas his dad was trying to hard to be supportive and good. all we really got from them was the scene where armando tried to reconnect with him over sports only to segue into victor quitting. we didnt even get a scene where he told his dad he was back on the team!!! it just would’ve been nice to see victor and his dad getting maybe closer as a result of him coming out, it would’ve juxtaposed the relationship getting more sour with him and his mom quite well. 

i was surprised (not disappointed but surprised) with felix and pilar. in season 1 i was kinda rooting for them so i was glad to see them utilized though i wish there was more highlighting how lake and felix weren’t working romantically aside from her breaking his trust to really show why he went with pilar in the end yknow? like the less good sides of their relationship werent really shown at all. i thought him and lake had a really cute relationship and were doing good so it really threw me for a loop when he picked pilar in the end. also, i was really annoyed with how pilar’s support of felix turned into her only supporting him because she liked him romantically. like. platonic support is good? and when she was like ‘we can’t be friends’ I was like, come on. really? so i was happy they got together because i’m hopeful for their dynamic, but i was caught offguard when it happened. 

i’m hopeful for a (bi? pan?) arc for Lake in season 3. but i do wish there was more lucy and lake interaction before the last episode yknow?? especially since lucy was there since episode 1. really hoping they actually address lake as being bi or pan in the show and don’t just say she’s a lesbian because the bisexual representation would be so important. it would also be great to see a wlw relationship build on this show since we have mlm and straight passing relationships given plenty of screen time. 

benji and victor i felt like were kind of a hot mess this season... honestly was kinda rooting for victor and rahim because i feel like they’d be a better fit right now? but i bet the series will have him pick benji in the end (also fuck you cliffhanger). i was honestly feeling victor and rahim’s dynamic and i like that they can bond over their families and experiences. idk. i like victor and benji but right now i think they should be apart for a while? they were just bottling things up and fighting so often. i feel like they’re at different stages of their lives and would both want different things in a relationship. 

speaking of relationships i wasn’t too disappointed with the parents arc, although like i said i wish there was more of victor bonding with his dad. i thought it made sense for armando to want to be with someone else especially because he probably was feeling trapped in the relationship with isa and when she had the affair he probably felt very much like he couldn’t be his own person. so having him be able to be by himself and pursue a new relationship was pretty good. i like that they came back together in the end, but i’m interested what that means for his relationship with shelby if he actually ended things or what.

also, i was SUPER happy with isa’s development this season. it was such a realistic depiction of a mother coming to terms with accepting her son’s sexuality. and i like that she had backs and forths, moments of triumph and then moments where she failed. her telling off the priest was the best thing that could’ve happened for her arc, fuck that guy. i’m glad she apologized to benji although i feel like victor will be frustrated in the end because it obviously led to benji coming to the wedding and seeing him with rahim. 

FELIX AND HIS MOM’S ARC WAS PROBABLY THE MORE GUT WRENCHING FOR ME. i wanted to see more of that. maybe even more moments between felix and pilar -- not romantic, but platonic interactions -- where she helped them out. i’m so glad the season ends on felix’s mom being in a better place now. i also hope that even if lake and felix don’t get back together at some point, lake and maybe her mom can be more involved in felix and his mom’s life. felix’s mom clearly has a lot of respect for lake and i would love to see them interact if her and felix remain friends. 

overall it was a fun watch, but frustrating how everything boiled down to a love triangle. (i hate love triangles) 

the younger brother stole the whole show. i want more of him.

season 3 hopefuls: bi (pan?) lake, victor sorting his shit out, more platonic interactions, seeing pilar and felix’s relationship develop, the parents sorting their shit out. the younger brother’s zinger one-liners. more about benji’s road to sobriety would be interesting too. like more benji-centric stuff that’s not necessarily connected to victor 

sorry for the long post i just wanted to share my thoughts on the show i just finished!!!