#baby showers are over

[fantasticgothicpeachsludge]

Hello it is I connection terminated the random Tumblr user!

Ideas had:

Directly after waking upafter being controlled by a bunch of psychotic clowns for like a year Michael went to Henry for help. Henry built him the end of skeleton shell so he could do stuff again But also made Michael internalized the idea that his life is basically useless unless he does vigilante stuff. Also the idea that it basically didn't matter at all what happened to Michael himself as long as he could still walk and punch...

"Nightguar" Michael Is introduced at a charity event hosted by William. (I think he definitely has a "oh you have dead parents I have dead children isn't that so sad" talk with Bruce at some point) Also Tim is there. Then suddenly as Williams giving this speech about "Look at these new robots I made they have a criminal detection system will protect Any children who walk into my establishments!". When Michael bursts in through the glass ceiling and tries to kidnap/maybe kill his dad. But because The crowd and Batman don't know the context it just looks like scary villain came down from the ceiling and is now trying to kill nice children's entertainer William Afton. Basically Michael runs after that and has a little rooftop fight with Tim. Throws down a flash Bang and then runs away.

All of the fun times can easily disguise as humans everyone except baby is just really bad at acting normal. It's also not something they need to do much-

Michael has a lot of hang-ups about being the only non-human member of the bat family for so long. Like everyone else can kind of take off the mask and do normal people stuff (mostly). But Mike physically can't do that.... He also happens to live in a city where most of the metahumans are villains and most of the heroes are normal human people. He kind of sticks out and sometimes gets mistaken for a villain (Kind of a loose adaptation of the whole looking like William hence people wanting to attack him thing for cannon)

Whatever kind of ghost or something like that Michael Charlie and most of the other cast from fnaf are Makes anyone who is in the presence of them feel really Uneasy.. This kind of fades the more time you spend around the person. (This is a head cannon I have for normal fnaf too I just think it'll be fun here)

Cassidy's powers are based on how much pain herself and the people around her are in. Either emotional or physical. she shares a vessel with Evan (because it's easier To say then crying child) His constant sadness is A Perfect power booster! If you're wondering what her abilities are she can trap people in nightmares, Teleconesis, Telepathy, Reality bending,

Thank you for listening to my ramblings here's a sketch of Cassidy! More of a little concept sketch than her final design LOL but I hope you like it

Ah! Hi! Sorry for taking so long to answer I was recovering from my sister’s second baby shower (I didn’t have a panic attack at this one yay) but it’s been a few weeks and now I’m ready to type! (mainly hearts and key smashs)

HENRYYYYYYY!!!!!! I know you have good intentions but you are giving my blorbo even more of a complex than he already has :(

*lights up the bat signal to let Bruce know to make sure he has the emergency adoption papers ready*

Of course William would have the fucking audacity I want to hit him (and I know that that man is so good an actor probably the only member of the batfamily to notice anything off would be Cass and ether she’s not settled enough to go to galas yet or literally hasn’t joined the family)

There is no doubt in my mind that he pulled out the “I am so sorry about the loss of your son Mr Wayne. There is no pain worse than the loss of a child. I would know” I want to break his nose

Is it really a robin teen vigilante romance if it doesn’t start with a misunderstanding and a fight?

Of course she’s a good actor, she loves playing pretend. kill me

I have no words for this one just tears

Tim: Hey guys! this is my boyfriend Michael.

*the entirety of Young Justice about to beat up a corpse Because he has bad vibes*

Tim making distance between them with his bo: Back! Back I say!

I love her so much💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕 her little hat is everything to me

#baby showers are over #I am free #finally #<3<3<3<3<3 #💕🍄​🧚🏻answers🧚🏻‍♀️🍄💕 #I love reading your ramblings! #your brain!! #fnaf/dc au

[horribluh]

hilarious mpreg zosan thought, sanji has a kid that has green hair but its not zoros kid. he has in fact never disclosed who the other father was (choose ur own adventure dead beat dad edition) and his siblings already have amazing technicolour hair so its not outside the realm of possibility for his biological children to also have weird hair colours. but when the kid pops out with green hair everyone immediately connects the dots that hey, doesnt the strawhats first mate that sanji famously doesn't get along with also have green hair? is this why sanji never said who the other father was? hes a fucking dead beat! get his ass!

this misconception integrates into everyones mind bc it makes too much sense to not be true and everyone is suddenly deadset on "protecting sanjis honour" and making zoro "take responsibility"

sanji is screaming crying throwing up disgusted bc no!!! the shitty mosshead is not the father!!! stop saying that!!!! but since he still wont say who the actual father is, everyone is just like its ok sanji, you dont have to defend a deadbeat even if he is your crewmate and sanji has no choice but to kill himself and also zoro for daring to have green hair

when the strawhats show up for sanjis baby shower they also unanimously come to the misunderstanding that sanji and zoro totally boned. franky goes as far as to call the kid mini marimo. brook makes a hundred innuendos, chopper is upset at the implication of them having unsafe sex, and robin alludes to "knowing all along" in a very ambiguous way. usopp is the only one who refuses to connect the dots and he is sanjis favourite strawhat fr. jinbei pats sanji on the back and says he hopes they work through their differences for the sake of their kid. sanji is dying, youre killing him, you're killing your cook

even more shenanigans ensue when zoro shows up 3 whole days late to the baby shower and is gaslit into thinking hes the father by everyone in attendance despite being Pretty Sure that he and sanji never fucked. zeff gives a pretty good shovel talk and nami gives an even better one (debt increment is involved) while zeff nods approvingly behind her and then luffy slingshots in all parents should be married right? and doesnt wait for an answer

anyway, like 2 hours later zosan find themselves standing at a makeshift altar on the thousand sunny, saying their vows. sanji insists to the very end that zoro is not the father so they dont need to get married but alas luffy isnt giving him a choice in this (he wants to eat wedding cake)

to sanjis eternal despair, the kid grows up to really like swords

additional zosan thought, sanji does not help things by shouting "this is all your fault!" the moment he sees zoro. zoro is futher gaslit

#mine #zosan #one piece #love putting them in the funniest scenarios possible #the kid also cant be convinced that zoro isnt their actual father #i think zoro does his whole wandering swordsman thing and sanji has to endure lovelorn husband jokes #angst alternative: zoro is in fact the father but does not remember their one night stand bc he was black out drunk #and sanji refuses to be the only one that remembers their ~night of passion~ and decides to keep the father a secret #luffy forces them to get married anyway #op #this got kinda long oops #dont ask me why the baby shower lasts over 3 days i just think the strawhats party hard and party rock and theyd definitely go all out here #zoro in this is very much embodying this might as well happen

[macfrog]

so torn but i need a little 🩵

feel free to send more than one, baby! here all week 🫶🏼

meeting joel 1.3k words | duckie's baby shower 🩵

“fucking – shit…”

the truck squeals around the corner – the same goddamn corner it squealed around five minutes ago. you pass that same lime green mailbox, those same kids drawing farm animals on the sidewalk.

jesus christ, just admit it. you’re lost.

you did visit the place – though, only the once. and that was a couple months ago, now. you didn’t put a lot of effort into memorizing each street in the fucking neighborhood. did the houses look this similar, the day that you viewed it?

you’re sure you’re circling the same rows of houses over and over; sure you recognize the wind chimes hanging from that porch. you take another left, and –

“for fuck’s sake,” you sigh, pulling in down the street from those same sidewalk chalk artists. their cow drawing has a smug smile on its face.

your eyes roll to the right, and there it is. you probably passed it three times over.

it’s humble, quaint. pretty white wood, a wide-open porch. still some budding flowers left in planters by the door. you blink from the bay window to the numbers nailed squint into the column.

it’s so…grown-up. it almost makes you shiver.

you hop down out of the truck into blazing sunlight, lifting a hand to shield your eyes. a lawnmower hums in the distance, the scent of fresh grass diced through the air. a sprinkler whirs a few houses down. the kids across the street giggle and split the yellow chalk in two.

on one side of your new home – a similarly polite house with a row of vibrant tulips leading up to it. reds and yellows and blushing pinks – clipped and groomed within an inch of their life, each one blooming and beautiful.

on the other – a man, stood in front of a blue house, watering his grass. he’s tall, lean. built wider the higher up his figure your eyes climb. tanned, toned arms and broad shoulders which tug at the white tee he’s wearing. a square jawline beneath a thick brown beard.

you catch his eye and lift your hand to wave.

he turns away, aiming the hose at the grass behind him.

“dick,” you whisper, slamming the door.

you jog around to the back of the truck, taking hold of the sunbaked handle. it chinks, but it doesn’t budge.

“c’mon…” you grit your teeth, rattling it again and again. “are you fucking kidding me?”

you step back, sneakers scuffing on the road, and prop your hands on your hips.

your new neighbor is still focusing intently on his grass, spewing a stream of water at the lighter patches. the longer you stare, the more grass he finds to wet.

fuck it.

“hey!”

he gives the hosepipe a jerk, shaking his free hand dry.

“excuse me?” you call, waving an arm.

the man looks up slowly, checking over his shoulder first. making damn sure there’s no one else he can pretend you’re talking to.

and unless you’re eliciting help from the fucking paw patrol across the street, he’s no escape.

“hey,” again, and then, “i’m new around – i’m moving in next door. i can’t get this stupid fucki–freakin’ door to lift. would you mind helping me? please?”

he twists the hose in his hands. you can’t tell if he’s squinting because of the sun, or actually glowering at you.

it feels like the latter, the way he throws the thing to the grass.

he stalks over, a little intimidating in his stride, eyeing you as he approaches. without a word, he wraps two big hands around the latch. he tugs once, and the door doesn’t move.

“see?” you ask, gesturing to the truck. “i bet it’s, like, older than me. might even be older than you, might…”

your neighbor pauses, eyes sliding to yours. his stare is intense – dark, stormy eyes boring into yours.

and this time – you know he’s glowering.

“it’s the heat,” he drawls, giving it another strong pull. his biceps swell, the tattered sleeves of his t-shirt stretching around them. “it’s just a little st–”

the door suddenly shunts, rolling upwards. a rickety noise until it slams at the top.

the paw patrol glance up at the sound, wrists paused. they resume doodling when your neighbor backs up.

“thank you,” you mutter, tugging on the hem of your shirt.

you push yourself up onto the back of the truck, standing amidst the fractured bones of your old apartment. a shadeless lamp here, a box of kitchen utensils there.

the guy takes half a glance at you and double takes, eyes scanning the sea of cardboard behind you. he looks you up and down and back up again – jaw tightening when he notices your hopeful expression.

“do you mind?” you ask, lifting one of the heavier boxes. “if you got somethin’ better to do…” you glance over to his yard, the hose lying in a swirl on the lawn, “…then i understand.”

he sighs, reaching for the box. his thick arms tense when the weight shifts from your grasp to his.

“thanks!” you deliberately chirp, watching his figure swagger off to your porch.

joel miller, as it turns out, is a man of few fucking words.

his name is the most you’ve been able to get out of him – and that’s only because it’s on his mailbox. he tells you nothing else.

up close, he’s graying. the lines of a decently-aged man on his skin – that, or just a miserable asshole (perhaps both). he has a syrupy southern drawl, each word riding a wave from his tongue – but with each answer he relents, he still manages to sound fucking miserable.

he seems like he might have his uses, though. he’s got some pretty good intel on the neighborhood.

“that,” he nods to the house directly across from yours, “is steve and kris’s place. they just had a baby. some nights, you can hear the kid from over here.”

“congrats,” you mutter, following his hand as it moves across the window.

“diane,” joel says. “she’s got a dog – the thing’s a little shit.”

your chin lifts. “diane, little shit,” you echo.

he nods, tongue in his cheek. he turns, hand flicking in the direction of the tulips. “alice,” he says. “let me tell you somethin’ – if there’s anything you want broadcast to every person, pet, and goddamn mailbox in the neighborhood, she’s the one to talk to.”

“nosy, huh?”

“nosy,” he agrees.

you snicker, leaning by him to glance at the swaying flowers. “but look what good care she takes of her tulips.”

“hm. ‘s all a front, you’ll see. she’s smart with it.”

joel helps you unload the rest of the truck, sliding each box across your living room floor. outside, he passes you the last couple, and then reaches up for the door.

his tee lifts ever so slightly – flashing a sliver of skin with a smatter of hair above his belt buckle. a dark trail diving into his jeans.

the sight sears itself behind your eyelids. you drag your gaze from him, bending to scoop up the lighter of the two boxes as he jumps back down. he follows at your heel towards your house again, dropping the last box right by your front door.

he says, “you need anythin’ else, just give me a holler,” but his dry tone – and the fact he’s already halfway out the door when he mumbles it – are enough to convince you that this motherfucker never wants to see your face again.

so – you skip after him, following him to your porch steps.

“nice,” you call, watching him thud down each one, “you any good with diy? i got a shit ton of ikea stuff to build.”

he turns, bottom lip between his teeth.

your eyebrows lift, heel kicking against the wooden step. “a – shit – ton,” you repeat.

joel scoffs, shaking his head. “better get to it, then.”

he wanders back over to his lawn.

#me: a -short- drabble #also me: writes over a thousand words #duckie's baby shower #🩵

[nihilismtrcit]

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#i just thot they were pretty #i'm cleaning up my mods folder and computer rn #so no baby shower yet :((( #i have over 12000 files in my two build/buy folders alone #*sweats nervously* #simblr #ts4 edit #sims 4 edit #ts4 #sims 4 #ts4 gameplay #*clementine

[that--unusual-person]

10 years later and my shower thoughts myth busted that Michael Afton wasn’t the security guard in fnaf 3 for two reasons

1. why would he be hallucinating the animatronics from 1987 when he never had the experience as the nightguard, that was Jeremy

2. Michael doesn’t have a goddamn clue where William is. at the end of sister location, he says “I’m going to come find you.” bro lost track of his dad. Will went to go run errands and never came back

#the only way michael found him was during pizza sim #another theory i got was william wanted to clean up a loose end; michael; so he sent him to go find his sister in the fnaf bunker #but michael survived thanks to baby(elizabeth) #few years go by (michael has been living in the shadows) he finally makes the choice to find william (probably got wind of fazbear frights) #shower pondering over i lost my train of thought #five nights at freddy's #fnaf #fnaf 3 #sister location #michael afton #william afton #unusual theory #ramble

[kaveehs]

gojo “i don’t spoil my s/o” satoru after casually giving you 10k, taking you out on a unlimited shopping spree, and renting out one of the finest restaurants in the city just to eat alone with you

#[ ʚ♡ɞ ] — rena headcanon #PFFFFFT he’s so over the top #n don’t even try to tell him he’s overdoing it #he’ll just shower you with more gifts #he’s so silly #my baby #gojo hcs #gojo satoru #maybe i should make this a lil sub genre #similar to the college hq boys #HMMMM

[algrenion]

in my disabled slumber, i dream of Wall Mounted Fold-Out Shower Seat With Legs……….

#chronic fatigue syndrome #disability #I’m sick of almost falling in the shower because of my weak little wobbly jelly legs #stupid fucking baby legs #stupid lungs can’t handle warm steam stupid body #when I was in the hospital those few weeks for my appendix removal I swear to fit #*to god #the CHAIR IN THE SHOWER?? #A CHAIR IN THE SHOWER. that you can FOLD IP AGAINST THE WALL. that you WONT FALL OFF OF. #I’ll never get over that shit #and I want it BACK #I know I could use a stool but I’ve never felt safe on them - I fall off them even when I’m not showering lol #the wall mount just made me feel so safe

[roguelov]

I think I might shave my head again for all the wrong reasons

#went to a new hairstylist #and the vibes were off #it’s a hack job #like one side definitely shorter than the other #I will say my undercut is great #love it #but the top half of my head? yeah not so much #AND THE BEST PART??? #I HAVE A FUCKING FAMILY BABY SHOWER TO GO TO TOMORROW #LIKE REALLY????? #AND I THOUGHT THE HAIRCUT WAS GOOD UNTIL I GOT HOME #THEN IT WAS ALL WRONG #AND I JUST WANT TO CRY AND LAY DOWN #yes I know it’s hair #yes I know it grows that’s why I don’t care if it’s shorter than usual #but it’s clearly uneven #and I’m so tired #rant over #im fine #again it’s hair it grows it can be fixed #I’m just more upset about the party tomorrow #rogue rambles

[padfootastic]

Tell us more about sugar daddy James pls 😏

sadie <3

so—this one comes wholesale from a random post i made a while back about sugar daddy james with a huge age gap b/w him and sirius. i’m talking, businessman james who comes into contact with sirius who’s just run away from home and is on the verge of homelessness. it’s about james being nice and kindhearted, offering sirius a meal which somehow turns into a place to stay which somehow turns into the spending a lot of time bonding with each other.

it’s about a little shit sirius who’s deliberately trying to seduce this saint of a man who refuses to look at him twice (spoiler: it’s not because james doesn’t want, it’s because he thinks it’s unethical. sirius is here to put all those worries to rest). just. a lot of back and forth, pushing and pulling, and getting together moments.

at least, that’s how i’d want it done lol

#sirius black #james potter #prongsfoot #this is another one of those where i started writing and lost steam lmao #so i’ve mainly just got bullet points #along with the beginnings of the first scene #where it’s basically james gets into his car and the chauffeur almost runs over sirius #who appears out of nowhere in the middle of the road #and james is so worried and apologetic that he offers to help him out #and realises this kid is starving and hasn’t taken a bath in ages or sumn #so offers his home temporarily #and once sirius is all pink from a hot shower and eating a meal james made himself—j realises he’s much younger than he initially thought #and is even more worried now #and sirius basically. low-key manipulates the situation to get a free pass into his home lol #but not as evil. it’s all quite innocent and wholesome #but yes. that’s the basic idea #but i can picture the vibes in this!! It’s a bit of long suffering tortured james #and a minx sirius who’s used to people admiring his body and doesn’t know how to react now that it’s not #and it’s them both coming together to help each other <3 #also ofc the utter filth of power imbalances and age gaps and sugar daddy/baby dynamics <333 #pen’s writing #pen’s asks

[thirstyvampyr]

me: i love horror movies

her: when was the last time you've watched one

me:

#cinema #horror #the ring #18 or so years ago i watched the ring and then the grudge in the same week and it absolutely traumatized me #im talking to this day i cannot close my eyes in the shower traumatized #ive only been able to start rewatching milder horror movies a couple of years ago #most new horror ive ''watched'' have been through reaction videos because im scared to see it all lol #baby steps #if you've also been personally victimized by the ring pls send me a message let's bond over our shared trauma lmao

[gucciwins]

finally finished writing opener y/n 😭😭😭 got to read it over now

#i have a concert and baby shower this weekend so please be patient #also start work monday 😭😭😭 ughh so much going on #but give me time to edit and maybe have someone read it over 👀 #a writes!

[the-gayest-sky-kid]

i have normal feelings about him

#this is a lie im so unbelievably abnormal about him #expressing my feelings about him would get me killed #(by sheer embarrassment) #i need to have his face held in my hands immediately u do NOT understand #i need to be holding him !!! #i need to do THE sappiest shit to him #like i need to feed him bites of shortcake n shit. during a picnic. literally actually need to get a dollop of whipped cream on his nose #i need to hug him. and kiss him all over his face like super kiss attack #i need to pretend to steal his nose like u do with babies #its how i express my love #i need to pat his stupid little head and play with his hair and massage his scalp and rrryrggrgrgrgrgr #god why is this so much more embarrassing than admitting i want to fuck him god #saying u want him tied up & begging??? fine. bloody? go ahead #but GOD FORBID i want to give him a little massage and wash his back in the shower and ggrgdgdgegGEGRGRHRGRGRGR #i want to have breakfast with him :( #i can make decent pancakes :((( i swear :(((((( #i bet hed be such a little bitch /affectionate abt things but its okay i am nothing if not persistent. i think. probably #he will be taken care of if its the last thing i do amen #... #i blame the lack of a filter on the migraine #posting posting 💕

[thompsborn]

i know i’ve said that being able to do the stereotypical insane ao3 authors notes is fun and amusing to me but can the universe NOT take that as a challenge to add more shit to my list of things to add next time i post ???? like. fucking. Calm Down Please.

#situations keep happening and i am TIRED #had to restrain a kid at work today which was AWFUL but he was trying to run into the road so i literally had to #almost cried bc of it but got the situation under control #but then when on my way to meet w coworkers to carpool to a meeting #my tire popped #super fun times super awesome super great #i mean my mom helped and we got it all fixed and handled #but basically from noon to like 6pm my mom and i were dealing w it bc everything had to be COMPLICATED #so i only just got home like 45 mins ago ish and i am SO tired holy fuck #but im eating left over orange chicken and then gonna shower and then just gonna be lazy and read and maybe write #if i have the brain power i will work on hb chp17 #but i also have a 4 hour training for work tomorrow so yeehaw #its 12:30-4:30 which isnt that bad but still #im also going to my dads afterwards to stay the night and visit him and my siblings #which is a good thing dont get me wrong i love visiting them #it just means i wont have a lot of freetime this weekend to work on writing and cleaning and stuff #not the end of the world and definitely worth it to see my dad and my baby siblings #but i wish it was a 3 day weekend so i could also have a day to just stay home and do things that i havent had the time to do yk #oh well. tis life. adulthood. having to handle situations and finding the best out of shitty circumstances. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[laniidae-passerine]

It still really gets me how sincere Andy’s grief over his potential child is. At first you think, oh this is just a weird flight of fancy for him, the idea of having a kid sounds fun but he’s not serious, but over the course of the episode you realise that, no, Andy actually wants children. It exposes something raw and depressing and lovely at Andy’s core and it just hits, how sad he is about what addiction took from him, the years and the growth and a potential life, but the hope that exists in knowing he’s getting better. Andy isn’t ready to be a father right now and it’s good for them both that Teresa chose to have an abortion, but maybe, some day when he’s ready, Andy will get to have a baby with someone who loves him.

#ANDY KING FUTURE DAD DRIVES ME CRAZY #oh you KNOW Errol would be fascinated and grossed out by the concept of pregnancy #occasionally ​grossed out and trying to be supportive at the same time #but also he would help organise a very cool gender neutral baby shower. it’s dinosaur themed. everyone loves dinosaurs #Tiffany would be 100% matter of fact about the whole thing. ask Andy how he even agreed to get someone to have sex with him #and Sam would be an amazing SIL during pregnancy and Bruce would also be an amazing SIL lol. love Bruce #Sam and Bruce being so loving to their SIL and coddling her and yelling at Andy when he’s even slightly annoying #Gwen would be shocked. if she’s still dating Caspar they’d freak out over whether they want kids. then decide Not To Think About That Now #Val would show up with a care package right to the hospital and croon over the new arrival #and pull Andy aside to tell him he’s gonna be a good dad. and also help postpartum or Val will kill him on behalf of his wife #Ben would be somewhat insulting. but Veronica would be a ray of unhelpful sunshine. they’re trying it’s sweet but messy #oh I love uncle so much <3 #uncle bbc #bbc uncle #andy king

[ereborne]

Song of the Day: January 28

"The Fair Flower of Northumberland" by Alasdair Roberts, Amble Skuse, and David McGuinness

#song of the day #by all rights it should be the lovely baby-eating goblin lounge number from the Doctor Who Christmas special #because I am still lowkey thinking about baby butter on baby scones #but also all day I've been working the Fair Flower verses over and over in my head trying to get them all and in the right order #nothing plagues me so much as remembering /most/ of something. like an unscratchable itch. how's it go /properly/ #anyway I finally got it all on track while I was in the shower (where all the clearest thoughts come) and I'm feeling much better now #very fun too to be singing 'and ye winnae want breid an ye winnae want wine / oh and yer love it was easy won' to the cat #while I dump his gross stinky gross gross wet food into his pink fishy bowl #tickles me