#even when he had full custody that was all my moms responsibility.

[angelboybreakdowns]

my exfather be like

#needs id #were trying to sue him for child support #today he shows up to court in a ripped t shirt and stained jeans and sobs about how he cant afford it and hes a poor farmer #(not true. he makes more than my mom and his main income is not from farming) #and so it looks like hes gonna have to pay like 50 bucks a month if that #god what a fucking failure of a court system #you know i did the math once - i estimated it - you know how much they spent on my sister and me combined in a week? #3 bucks. 3 bucks if were being generous #one meal of pasta and red sauce a day. no clothes no doctor visits no nothing #i cannot recall a single time in my entire fuking life that he ever paid for medical care of any kind for us. even when he had full custody #even when he had full custody that was all my moms responsibility. #our stepmom - not even him but our fucking stepmother - bought us clothes once. once. #anyway. just. could hardly be more of a deadbeat if he werent in our fucking lives is all #vent in tags

[justmochi]

WORD COUNT :: 1.6k

SYNOPSIS :: mira's childhood and how she came to debut in dreamcatcher

❗️WARNINGS❗️ :: mentions of cheating, child/domestic abuse, religion, smoking. if sensitive subjects such as these are off limits to you, feel free not to read. take care of yourself first ♡

A/N :: My mother helped me to write this, since it is heavily based on how she grew up. So when religion is mentioned, please note that it is just how I perceived it from my mom over the years. I also use Mira's birthname to address her in this, along with her family. I also wrote this in 2021 and revisit it occasionally, sometimes I forget it exists. I'll list everyones names here in case it gets confusing bc it did for me im just a lil slow tho c':

Lei Xinyi = Mira Lei Jinjing = Mira's mother Lei Dawei = Mira's father

I also will not be using the taglist this post because of how heavy this one is.

Born to Lei Jinjing and Lei Dawei, the married couple welcomed their second child, a girl named Xinyi, into the world on June 21, 1996. It was anything but a perfect marriage. In her senior year of high school, 1992, Jinjing became pregnant with her first documented child, a boy, with Daewei being the assumed father. It is alleged that she never graduated high school, as there is no existing paperwork of a diploma. Freshly on her own into adult life, she quickly married with Dawei to feel a sense of security. He considered her his first love and heartbreak. As years went by, he tried everything in his power to salvage the marriage since his feelings were genuine. The union was full of deception, manipulation, and many affairs on Jinjing’s behalf. When Xinyi was 5 years old, her parents divorced and her mother was given sole custody. Dawei always fulfilled his duties as a father, his child support payments always on time, providing for both Xinyi and her brother. Their mother was not emotionally supportive or present during their childhood. She was not a genuinely religious person, but forced her children to join a Pentecostal church so she could get closer to one of the widowed members.

At the age of 10, Xinyi’s mother finally married another man who was extremely wealthy, something that Jinjing searched for her whole life. Xinyi is convinced to this day that it is truly not love, only her mother after his money. Her step-father had a major influence on their mother once married. He immediately started ordering her kids around, claiming they were not disciplined enough and was determined to fix it. As soon as Xinyi turned 11, Jinjing and her husband forced her to get a job at the local shoe store. They would not allow her to sit around at home, she was required to contribute to the family just as her brother and the adults did. Most nights, her mother and step-father left her and her brother alone at night to fend for themselves while they worked night shift or gambled. It was both of their responsibilities to wake up and send themselves to school. They were also given ungodly chores that were not fit for children of their size. Scrubbing every tiny crevice on the tile floors with a toothbrush, polishing the wooden floors, cleaning their parents' ashtrays everyday, dusting the perimeter of the house for cobwebs daily, and even using ammonia on the walls to get rid of the cigarette odors.

For as long as Xinyi could remember, their families never had normal holidays or birthdays. The only time where the children felt like actual children is when they were with their father. With Jinjing and her new husband, they were not allowed to have birthday parties. They would only get one gift from the both of them, and it was money being put into their trust fund that they could have when they were older. On each Christmas, the family opened many gifts, the children only being allowed to keep one. The following day, they would take all of their presents down to the orphanage for kids who were less fortunate.

Jinjing was always one to play mind games. She would stir the pot with Dawei whenever the children were with him. He picked up his kids as they got out of school, taking them out and treating them to a meal. Jinjing knowing fully well that they were with him, she would call the police, saying that Dawei had kidnapped the children. When coming back from dinner and dropping the kids off, the police would be waiting for him at her house. This became a routine, and taught their father to always keep receipts of everything that came down to Jinjing. He always had her sign papers, so at least he had written consent that he was allowed to take the children. This applied to child support payments too. Because he kept all of the receipts, the police caught on to her lies and would not waste their time coming out when she was obviously crazy and controlling.

When Xinyi turned 14, her mother took it upon herself to find her daughter a boyfriend within their Pentecostal church. She did not have any say in it, nor did she desire to have a boyfriend at that age. Jinjing made arrangements and the two families grew close. The girl didn’t expect to catch feelings for a relationship that was forced on them. What they didn’t know is that the Pentecostal boy would be Xinyi’s first boyfriend, dance, and kiss. After a year of dating, Xinyi fell ill to the point she could not attend school. She was never allowed to miss a day of school. She could be vomiting profusely or have her organs hanging out of her stomach, and her mother would still force her to go to school. She only missed three days, one being a trip to the doctors office. She quickly got back to school in no time, catching herself up and making sure her grades did not drop. The following Friday, Xinyi behaved well enough to attend her school’s football game, forgetting about her domestic life for even just a few hours. What she didn’t expect was her mother, marching to the bleachers with her husband stomping behind her. Jinjing humiliated her daughter in front of the whole school, striking her across the face, calling her names and screaming “Who have you been kissing!”. Xinyi’s test results showed she had Mononucleosis. She was forced to break up with the Pentecostal boy, who she became very close friends with during the arrangement. Her mother prevented them from seeing each other, avoiding engagement with his family and not letting Xinyi even look in his direction at church.

In late 2011, Dawei earned himself a promotion, his company seeing him as the only fit candidate to take the position. He would have to move to Wuhan, China to start. He knew this was his chance to finally get his kids away from Jinjing and the hell they were living with her and their stepfather. Once hearing about the job offer, Dawei got to work and contacted his lawyer. The legal battle got ugly as Xinyi was in the middle of it, her mother still having that controlling nature to her. Her brother was of age and immediately left the household once he turned 18. Dawei offered to let him come with him, which he respectfully declined, wanting to stay put as he went to college (majoring in the field Jinjing had forced upon him), and had a girlfriend he loved dearly. Ultimately, Dawei won his court case and was able to take Xinyi to live with him in Wuhan, with the exception of visiting her mother during the summer.

Her first year in Wuhan was difficult. She had difficulty making friends and staying caught up in her classes. When living with her father, he would lecture her for working too hard, since that was all she was taught to do. All she ever did was work hard, get straight A’s, honor roll, and even that was not enough to buy her mother’s love. She argued whenever he said she could miss school. She had occasional conversations with students during her first few months. She had been so focused on getting good grades, always driving people away with her crazy mother. She had one friend in Hong Kong who stayed with Xinyi even through her mother’s psycho antics. Jinjing would make her daughter, along with her friend, do the usual chores around the house, as if she had any authority over her friend. She joined the choir in school, where she eventually befriended Handong. She was her first genuine friend in Wuhan. They enjoyed each other’s company in class, always talking about how their day was going and what they were going to do after school. Xinyi was hesitant on inviting Handong over to her father’s house, being traumatized by how her mother reacted to her friends. He was happy that she was at least making friends, letting her know that she could come over whenever she wanted. The two remained best friends through high school, supporting each other through thick and thin.

One summer, Handong had convinced her parents to let her go to Hong Kong with Xinyi. It caused a fight between the two, Xinyi panicked as Handong had doubted how bad her mother actually was. She had always made comments of Jinjing’s parenting, how she couldn’t do certain things, and how if she did something, her mother would’ve killed her. The two resolved the tension with the help of Dawei, he had a personal one on one talk with Handong about how much Xinyi hated her mother and the real reason why they had relocated to Wuhan. She was understanding and felt awful for pushing her away in that sense. Xinyi went to Hong Kong by herself that summer, calling Handong many times on the phone, sobbing about how much she wanted to come home.

In 2015, Handong confided in Xinyi about wanting to audition in Korea. Xinyi, who was still adjusting to the normal teen lifestyle apart from her mother, panicked while her mind explored various scenarios where Handong wouldn’t be with her anymore. Once the two finished high school, Handong and Xinyi put together a plan to move to South Korea, studying at Sejeong University while auditioning for many companies together. Xinyi was offered to train at JYP and SM Entertainment, while Handong never got a callback. The two auditioned for HappyFace Entertainment, where they were finally accepted together. They signed with the company in mid-2016, training for 5 months before debuting in Dreamcatcher.

i love mira i really do :c

#ficnetfairy #justmochi: mira #8th member of dreamcatcher #dreamcatcher 8th member #fake dreamcatcher oc #fake dreamcatcher member #dreamcatcher oc #fake kpop soloist #fake kpop idol #fake kpop addition #addition to kpop #oc!soloist #oc!idol #oc!kpop

[lilapplesheadcannons]

Nie MingJue stared balefully at the crate in the corner of his bedroom. Who knew newborn chicks were so noisy even when they were sleeping? And they stank to the high heavens. Why was the crate in his bedroom anyway? Since when did people start storing miscellaneous livestock in their sectleader's bedroom? 

A full 6 months of being pampered by the three plus major sects and numerous disciples did little to improve Jingwei's appearance. She looked like a moulting feather duster more than ever. But her babies were delights to observe. Round little fluffballs, curious and energetic. Apparently, it was too early to tell whether they were male or female, but he sincerely hoped all the babies were female because a rooster didn't deserve to be called Xiao Shishi.

There were rushing footsteps outside. HuaiSang stormed in without knocking. They both spoke at the same time.

"Privacy! Ever heard of it?"

"What do you plan to do about it?"

Jingwei raised her sleepy head and clucked in reproach. 

Nie MingJue did NOT lose the staring contest. He merely wanted HuaiSang out of his bedroom before the chicks were awake. He was tired, okay?

"About what? You? You I am planning to sell to Wei Wuxian to practice demonic cultivation on."

"Don't be crass! Besides, apparently, Wangji-xiong has started growling at anyone coming within an arm's distance of Wei-xiong, Wen Qionglin said."

Once upon a time, Nie MingJue was genuinely jealous of Lan Xichen on having a civilised little brother. Not anymore. HuaiSang was a royal pain in the butt, sure, but he has yet to cause an intersect uproar. Now Mingjue's mainly jealous of Wen-guiniang. 

"I am not doing anything about it. It's a Lan-Jiang issue. Interfering in marriage treaties does not fall into the category of chief cultivator's duties."

"Not about that. Are you aware your pet chicken became a mom 2 weeks ago?"

"She's not my pet!" At this point, the protest is more of a reflex.

HuaiSang ignored him.

"Which means there's a dad somewhere, shirking his responsibilities."

MingJue snorted. 

"What responsibilities does a rooster have towards its chicks?"

"Half of the cost of raising them, half of babysitting…"

He had a point. The Qinghe Nie sect wasn't hurting for a feastful of corns a day. But Nie MingJue would love to sleep in a quiet room once in a while. Besides, the regular visitor in his bedroom complained that chicken feather exacerbated their allergies and they didn't appreciate being stared by a chicken in bed anyway. What was the world coming to that a chicken got more action than the chief cultivator himself? But maybe a reasonable shared custody agreement would grant him his bedroom all to himself once every few days.

"Get out!" He pointed to the door, "and tell Zonghui to get everyone that owns a rooster in Qinghe to come see me tomorrow morning."

In the morning, he sat at his worktable, sipping his second cup of tea. A chick tried to peck at the embroidery of his clothes, but he decided to indulge it. After all, who knows where it might be spending half the weekdays in? Not every farmer in Qinghe could afford embroidered clothes.

"Sect leader, master HuaiSang woke me up last night to tell me that you wanted to see all the rooster-owners in Qinghe." There was a subtle hint of complaint in Zonghui's voice. In his humble opinion, his duties as the right-hand man to the sect leader didn't involve indulging whatever prank HuaiSang was playing at the moment. 

"Yes, er, I did. I mean, I do."

Zonghui stared. 

"If I may be so bold, sect leader, why do you want to speak to them?"

Nie MingJue felt his face getting warmer. What seemed like a good idea to his half-asleep brain in the candlelight seemed laughable in front of the stoic face of his subordinate in the morning sun.

"Hmmmph, well, one of their roosters is responsible for this!" He gestured all around him. "It's only fair they take some responsibility."

Nie Zonghui kept staring. 

"And how do you plan to find out which rooster exactly that is responsible? Shall I invite Lan-zongzhu to play enquiry on Jingwei?"

Was that sarcasm? Nie MingJue just realised he himself was a bad influence on his own right-hand man. Zonghui continued, 

"Besides, what responsibilities do you expect them to take? How much can a farmer pay to the Qinghe Nie as compensation?"

"I wasn't thinking of money," MingJue argued heatedly. "Maybe they can look after the chicks on alternate weeks. That seems only fair."

"It would make more sense for them to take half of the chicks. Forever."

MingJue's hand paused in the middle of bringing the cup to his lip. He put the cup down, then delicately picked up the chick from his lap and handed her over to Zonghui. 

"I have changed my mind. There's no need to see anyone. Take Xiao Fengxian to her sisters on your way out."

Maybe he himself could go visit a certain someone more often from now on. It would certainly improve intersect relationships.

#mdzs #mo dao zu shi #mdzs crack #mdzs headcanons #nie mingjue #nie huaisang #nie zonghui #jingwei the chicken #the grandmaster of demonic cultivation #thanks to @fishwink for the idea #Nie MingJue the dad who stepped up

[fbfh]

who wants to hear my unhinged idea for Lucas Friar's backstory?? (full disclosure I haven't watched girl meets world in a minute so take any details with a grain of salt if they contradict canon but they gave us absolutely no information about lucas so probably not) TW: emotionally distant serial cheater father, brief mention of postpatrum depression pain killer addiction and rehab, implied microagressions/racism

okay I'm just gonna jump right in and spill the tea. Pappy Joe Friar raised Lucas's dad, Waylon, on their family's ranch, and his wife died before they could have any more kids. Waylon dreamed of something bigger and went to fancy business school and got a fancy high paying job, completely forgot his roots, and turned into a workaholic jerk. He cheated on his first wife with Lucas's mom Jenna, but they didn't have any kids, so the first divorce was fast and clean. Waylon wanted Jenna to step up as this perfect socialite wife, but between that and trying to take care of a baby practically by herself, it got to be too much for her. between all that and the postpartum depression, she developed a painkiller addiction. Waylon cheated on her with his third wife, but eventually figured out something was wrong and sent her to a rehab and wellness center. In the process, she lost custody of Lucas, and Waylon stopped her from being able to see him or contact him at all to proctect his family's reputation. He had two kids with his third wife when Lucas was a kid, then eventually they divorced due to Waylon cheating on her (yet again) and her stealing money from him. They spend weeks with Waylon and weekends with their mom.

His fourth wife Grace is the one that really stuck, and they have four more kids together. His dad isn't around much, and when he is, things are tense, so Lucas spends as much time at Pappy Joe's ranch as he can get away with. At this point, Lucas has a lot of anger and frustration, but can't do anything about it and can't disobey his father or harm their reptuation, which leaves him being really fucking angry all the time in 6th and 7th grade. His siblings are all too young for him to feel like he can bond with them, his stepmom is nice enough but she's preoccupied with the younger kids and he feels like she doesn't care about him. All this comes to a boiling point when the fight happens. He'd gotten in some scraps before, mostly jumping at any opporunity to stand up to kids getting bullied as an excuse to get out some agression. He already has two strikes on his school's baseball team, but it just doesn't make him feel better like it used to, so he doesn't really care.

It finally reaches a breaking point when some kid with an edgy sense of humor starts making fun of Zay. He doesn't even get a warning, Lucas just loses his shit. The kid ends up in the hospital and Lucas ends up expelled and Waylon ends up with his reputation ruined. So, he punishes Lucas in the only way he knows how to, by dragging his ass to new york. He tells him he got transfered, but he's been spearheading a new york branch of his company for months if not years by now. It's too good of an opportuinity, too much money to turn down, plus he can leave Grace and the rest of the kids in texas (they've been talking about seperating at this point, she's thinking some distance will clear his head). Grace told Waylon that if he takes Lucas away from his friends and his hometown it'll crush him, that he should just let her try to talk to him, maybe let him stay with Pappy Joe for a while. He always does so much better on the ranch than in the city, and Waylon almost agreed. But if there's one thing this man can't do, it's let his son be happy. He doesn't want Lucas to live some slow non glamorous ranch life that he hated growing up, so he takes him to the city.

Pappy Joe had a talk with him before he left, a really serious man to man talk about responsibility, handling anger, knowing when to stop, and learning about what it means to be a man. That talk was one of the most pivotal moments in Lucas's life. He thinks about what Pappy Joe said every day, about the real way to protect the people you love is to make them feel safe around you, about taking responsibility for your actions, about listening to your head and your heart before your impulses. Pappy Joe shaped him into the Lucas we know and love. Knowing that makes it even more meaningful when he does go into Texas mode, because that means he's completely and totally thought it through. He's looked at this from every angle in every way, and has still come to the conclusion that someone needs to get their goddamn ass kicked. The difference between harmless and peaceful is choosing to be peaceful. Lucas Friar is peaceful.

Starting in high school for every trip back to Texas, Lucas is able to make a little bit more peace with Grace, especially when he sees how much all of his little siblings look up to him. He didn't think she cared, he didn't think any of them did. But when he stops by to say hi in person and Grace drops what she's doing and wipes the flour off her hands with a tea towel and pulls him into a tight hug and gasps, "Oh! You've grown so much, let me look at you..." his stomach twists and his throat closes up because that's how Topanga looks at Riley and how Katie looks at Maya and he thinks if for some reason he can't get to Pappy Joe when he has a problem, maybe he can come to Grace. And when all his little brothers and sisters run over to tackle him in hugs and scream about how much they miss him and show him their drawings and legos and the dance they made up, he can only think about Riley and Augie and he realizes Waylon's actions aren't Graces fault or his sibling's fault anymore than they're Lucas's, and maybe his family isn't quite as small and broken as he thought it was.

#drabbles #lucas friar #lucas friar headcanons #lucas friar hc #lucas friar x reader #girl meets world #girl meets world headcanons #girl meets world hcs #girl meets world drabbles #lucas friar drabbles #lucas friar fanfic #girl meets world fanfic #gmw #gmw fic #don't get me started on when he eventually introduces Maya (or reader) to Grace and gets a knowing look and an OH... #oh my god #he introduces maya to grace and later it comes up around zay and he's just like #'oh you're speaking to grace again??' #we love dropping lore with no context

[charminggirl512]

hometown story // jax teller x oc

Jax Teller x F!OC (Dolly Dawson)

Warnings: 18+, language, violence, mentions of sexual assault, slight mentions of stalking, mentions of pregnancy/children

Word Count: 3,860

A/N: Long time, no see. Haven't really had the time or motivation to write, but I've been working on this one for some time. Enjoy!!!

"Just one more," He mumbles against my lips, his hands tangled in my hair that I spent an hour doing. 

"Jax, I've gotta get to court," I tell him as I press my lips against his once again. 

"I hate that we can't just do this all day. That we've got other responsibilities," He replies. I finally pull away from him and hand him my helmet. I peck his lips one last time and he groans when I take a step back from him so that he can't pull me back in.

"One day, when we're old and gray, we can spend all day kissing. But, right now, I've gotta go convince a very mean judge that this mom should have full custody of her kids." He smirks when I say old and gray, knowing that despite us only having been together for around five months, we were gonna grow old together. "I'll swing by my office once I finish up, run by your house to pick up that outfit I got for Abel, and meet you at the hospital." 

"I'll see you then, darlin'," He murmurs before using my jacket to pull me back against him for one last kiss. 

"Bye, baby." 

   I successfully convince the judge that the father shouldn't be able to have any type of custody over his three children after he left them alone for three days to go on a drinking binge while the mom was away for work. I was given this case on my first day at the firm I work at and it had been my most challenging one since moving to Charming. I was grateful to be done with it and go see my boys. 

   Abel was born a couple of weeks ago and I've been wrapped around his little finger ever since. I was with Gemma when she discovered Wendy passed out with a needle sticking out of her arm on the kitchen floor of the house that she and Jax used to share. I had spent the first couple of days alone with Gemma and Abel while Jax worked out his anger and decided that he was ready to meet Abel. Even though he wasn't technically mine, I loved Abel like my own and I was excited to raise him with Jax, even if Abel may only ever call me Dolly and not Mommy. 

   Since Jax picked me up from the courthouse yesterday, my car was still in the parking lot so I was able to drive myself to my office to drop off some files. I chat with the receptionist for a minute before opening the door to my beautifully decorated office completely destroyed. The cushions of my couch are sliced open, the pictures of Jax and I smashed on the carpet, and all of my desk drawers are open.

   My heart instantly drops into my stomach. He found me. I don't know how but he found me and he wanted me to know that. I take a second to let my mind spin out of control before I simply just turn around and walk out. I don't think I can handle cleaning that up right now, so the best thing for me to do was avoid doing so. I force myself to make it to my car before I start crying, warm tears sliding down my face as I pound my hands on the steering wheel. 

   I had been able to escape all of the drama and the fear for the past couple of months lost in my whirlwind relationship with Jax. I hadn't thought about why I truly left Georgia because no one had asked me for more information; they all just accepted that I wanted to get out from underneath my parents' thumbs. Nobody wants to think that there's some darker past, they just want to accept what's easy to understand. 

   Once my breathing's under control, I drive to Jax's house. My plan is to go about my day, as usual, talk to Jax at the hospital, and then leave. I can't let the two of them get hurt, or anyone else at the club. My parents were already involved in a complicated way but they were protected by their status. Jax didn't have that same protection here. 

   I run into the house, using the key that he had given me just weeks ago that I was now going to have to give back. I don't pay attention to my surroundings when I walk into the nursery, so it takes me a second to register that it's been destroyed just like my office. I can't hold off the sobs this time. Abel was a baby, just a few weeks old, and he was already being demeaned and disrespected. His room that he hadn't even been able to sleep in yet was destroyed after Gemma had put in all that hard work to make it a home for him. My heart broke for him more than it broke for myself and my decision was further solidified. I manage to find the tiny SAMCRO onesie that I had made by someone at the office in the mess of destroyed furniture and baby toys and run out of the house to drive to the hospital. 

   I walk up to the NICU and see just Gemma in the nursery, Abel wrapped in her arms. I want to hold him one last time before I leave so I walk in. She starts to greet me but stops when she sees my swollen eyes. 

"Sweetheart, what happened," She asks, her voice soft but concerned. 

"Can I just hold Abel," I ask, completely ignoring her question so that I don't start crying again though it doesn't do me much good because the tears start rolling when I look at his tiny face. She stares for a second before handing him to me and I settle into the rocking chair that's next to his incubator. 

"Hi, baby boy. I missed you today. I brought you a present. It's a onesie so that you can match your daddy." His eyes almost seem to light up when I say daddy and a sob breaks in my throat. The door to the NICU opens and I automatically know that it's Jax, but I can't look at him quite yet. 

"Dolly, baby, what's wrong? What happened?" When I don't answer him, he crouches down in front of me, resting one of his hands on my knee just below the hem of my pencil skirt.

"Look, Abel, daddy's here," I tell this innocent baby, ignoring Jax because I just want one last minute with the two of them before I break their hearts. 

"Dolly," Jax says more sternly this time and tilts my chin up so that I have to look into his eyes. "What happened? Did somebody hurt you? You gotta tell me what's wrong so that I can fix it." 

"Oh, Jax, you can't fix this. Nobody can fix this." He looks up at Gemma and she moves to take Abel away from me. I turn away from her. "Just let me hold him for one more second. Please." 

   They both stay silent while I murmur to Abel how much I love him, how much Jax loves him, how he's going to be so smart and kind. I tell him that it's okay to cry sometimes and that he doesn't have to be strong all the time, that it's okay to lean on others. I tell him that he's gonna be so brave because he's already done one of the hardest things we ever have to do in life - survive. I kiss his cheeks, his nose, and finally his forehead before I hand him over to Gemma.

   I let Jax help me stand up and lead me out of the room with a hand on the small of my back. We go out to the deserted waiting room, the sounds of phones ringing and people talking quietly in the background. When we sit down, he pulls me closer and cradles my face in his hands, waiting for me to start talking. 

"I didn't tell you everything about why I moved here. Yes, I was trying to escape my parents but I was also running away from someone else. Before I came here, I was engaged for four years to a man named Chase Wright. He was the Chief of Police in our town and was close friends with my father. My father encouraged me to start dating him during my sophomore year of college despite our fifteen-year age gap. I didn't really love him or even like him all that much, but it was what my father expected me to do, so I did it. He didn't beat me or ever lay a hand on me, but he would neglect me if I made him mad or yell at me if he thought I embarrassed him. Sex was always just about him getting off and he hardly ever gave me any kind of pleasure, telling me that I was selfish if I asked for something more. 

We were about two months away from getting married and I was working from home one day. I couldn't get my laptop to work right, so I was using his desktop in his office even though I wasn't allowed to. I accidentally opened the files on his laptop and found video after video after video of him and other police officers sexually assaulting women they had arrested or that were in the county jail. I have never been so disgusted in my entire life. There had to have been at least two or three hundred videos, Jax. I didn't know what to do, so I loaded them all onto a flash drive and went to the Georgia Bureau of Investigation because it was the only department above him.

He found out and chased me down to my parents' house. He tried to kill me, but my dad was able to scare him off and he went on the run. I couldn't sleep knowing that he could find me again so I packed everything up, found a small town across the country, and moved here, hoping that he wouldn't be able to track me down."

   Jax's hands on my face are practically vibrating with anger. He never interrupted me, but I could tell that there were several times when he wanted to. I knew that he was itching to start making phone calls and start tracking Chase down, but he didn't even know the worst parts yet. 

"When I got back to my office after finishing my case today, it was totally destroyed. I'm guessing he saw the pictures of you and me on my desk and flipped his shit. He was always very possessive of me and would lose it if another man tried to talk to me." I take a deep breath to collect myself and the tears start rolling once again. "He somehow managed to find your house and when I went by to pick up the onesie for Abel, he had trashed the nursery. I'm so sorry, Jax." 

   He stands up and starts pacing around the waiting room. He grabs one of the toys sitting on a table nearby and uses all of his anger to throw it against the wall, leaving a sizeable dent. My guilt makes me so nauseous that I think I'm going to puke but I have to keep talking.

"I'm gonna leave tonight and you'll never have to see me again," I say quietly which stops his pacing.

"What are you talking about?" 

"I'm gonna find somewhere else to go and I'll pack up my things and leave. I already left your house key on the kitchen counter. I'm so sorry that I did this, Jax. I never should have gotten involved with you knowing that he was trying to find me." 

"Dolly, you can't just leave," He tells me, the increased volume telling me that he's close to losing it. 

"I can't stay here and put you at risk! He'll kill me and he'll kill anyone that stands in his way. He has nothing to lose, Jax, nothing. I destroyed his life and now he's going to destroy mine. I won't let you and Abel be collateral," I say back and try to keep my voice even.

"I can protect you! He'll never even get near you, Dolly. You're not leaving."

"You can't protect everyone. You're a father now and Abel needs to be your first priority. He hasn't even been out of this building and someone has already violated him, his safe space. I love you and I love him and that's why I have to walk away."

"Don't say that," He growls at me as he stalks over, pressing our chests together. "Don't you dare say that to me right now." 

"I feel like it's the only way that I'm going to get you to understand why I have to leave." 

"The first time you said that to me was supposed to be when you were happy, not scared. It was supposed to be when we were laughing or you were holding my son or I was making love to you, not when you were telling me that you were leaving me. You don't get to say that to me while you're breaking my heart in two." 

"I needed to say it before I leave," I tell him and bring my hand up to hold his cheek. "You have to let me go."

"No." 

"Baby, please. Go see Abel. Talk to Gemma. Keep going on with your life. It's not going to stop without me."

   Instead of answering me, he kisses me, his tongue tracing his unspoken words onto my own. I savor the feeling of him holding me, lost in my mouth, telling me a million things with just one simple action. I let myself have this last moment as Jax and Dolly before I lose him forever, before I lose a piece of my soul. 

"You are my everything, Dolly Dawson. Come back to me, please just come back to me," He pleads and I nearly break at the sight of tears filling his eyes. I kiss him one last time and then I walk away. I don't look back.

   My house feels empty, emptier than it has ever felt. We didn't spend much time here, but as I look around, all I see is him. I see him in the pictures that he helped me hang up. I see him in the blue paint of my living room where we spent an entire weekend listening to music and painting. I see him in my bedroom, waiting to surprise me after work with a bouquet of flowers. 

   Suddenly, I don't see him anymore. All I can see is Chase standing by my nightstand with a pistol in his hand. I accept then that this is the end; the end of the running, the hiding, the fighting. I look into his eyes so that he can see that there is no fear in mine. I've accepted my death and now he just needs to follow through with it. 

"You've been quite difficult to hunt down, Dolly." His voice is cold, unfeeling. 

"Obviously not if you're here," I reply and the tick of his jaw is something that I'm familiar with. 

"I've had a lot of time to think about what you did these last couple of months." He won't fight with me about my sass, not right now. 

"What I did? What about what you did? You hurt hundreds of innocent women and you would've gotten away with it. I'm sorry that you're actually facing consequences for once in your privileged little life, but I will never apologize for protecting women from a predator like you." 

   That strikes a cord and he slams me against my bedroom wall with his hand wrapped around my throat. He's itching to do more, but he's not quite done with his dramatic villain monologue so he keeps me pressed there, his face just inches from mine. 

"You don't get to fucking talk about privilege. Your daddy is the only reason that you got away with half the shit that you've done. Don't act all high and mighty when you're just as well protected as I am. Well, I don't think your daddy would be too willing to protect you now if he knew that you've become a biker slut." 

"You shut your fucking mouth," I hiss at him. "You don't know shit about me or my life now." 

"I know that you spread your legs for the first man that looked your way the second you got into this town. I know that you feel no shame about being white trash now. I know that you're knocked up with his demon spawn. I could've protected you from all that shit, Dolly, if you had just kept your fucking bitch mouth shut." 

   I have no idea what he is talking about. Jax and I hadn't even entertained the idea of children yet, not with Abel just being born. That's when I realize that he doesn't know that Abel exists. He thinks that the nursery at Jax's is for our unborn child that doesn't exist. I feel relief until I hear the sound of a bike outside the house, and I know that things are about to get much worse.

"Dolly, you're not leaving," Jax yells as he enters the house. At the sound of his voice, Chase spins me so that my back is pressed against his chest and his gun is pointed at my stomach with his arm wrapped across my chest. I close my eyes when Jax's footsteps enter my bedroom.

"Put the gun away," Chase shouts at Jax, pushing the tip of his gun into my stomach. 

"Let her go, man. You don't have to do this." Jax, always trying to help people, even when he knows that they can't be helped. 

"She ruined my life. The only way this ends is with her dead."

"Jax, please just go. Please," I beg. I don't want him to see this and have to live with it for the rest of his life. 

"I'm not leaving without you," He replies, his eyes never leaving Chase's face. 

   Jax raises his gun and points it at Chase. I close my eyes, afraid of what I'm going to see. A shot rings out, quickly followed by another. I feel Jax's arms wrapped around me before I feel the pain of the bullet embedded in my stomach. The thud of Chase's body falling makes me open my eyes and gasp out at the pain. 

"You're okay, baby. You're okay. Breathe, just breathe," Jax instructs, the panic in his voice doing nothing to calm either of us. 

"I don't wanna die," I whimper as he tries to put pressure on my stomach. 

"You're not gonna die, Dolly. I'm not letting you die, okay, darlin'? I've gotta love you a whole lot more before I let you die," He cries, and the tears in his eyes tell me that it's worse than he's trying to let on. "Chibs! Chibs!"

   I'm so thrown off that Jax is calling for the Scotsman right now that I don't notice the sound of the front door slamming open again and Chibs and Tig running in, Opie not far behind. Chibs drops down next to me and starts giving everyone instructions, telling Tig to call an ambulance and Opie to get some towels. 

"What were you going to do, kidnap me if I told you I wasn't staying? I really don't think it would take three of them to take me out," I tell Jax and he seems surprised that I would be joking about something right now.

"Wasn't going to lose you and I'm still not going to," He answers, brushing my hair back and wiping away tears that I didn't feel fall. 

"Is Abel okay? Turns out Chase didn't know about him, but I still wanna make sure he's okay."

"He's just fine, babe. Gemma's with him. Stop worrying about everyone else right now," He orders. Chibs moves Jax's hands away from my stomach and puts even more pressure on the wound than Jax was. I throw my head back at the pain and can't hold in the small scream I let out.

"He thought I was pregnant," I gasp out to distract myself from the pain. "Chase thought the nursery was for our baby, not Abel."

"Abel is our baby. You've been his mom since he was born, Dolly, and you're gonna be his mom for the rest of his life," He tells me sternly. Any other time and I probably would have melted at what he was saying, but I'm distracted by the sounds of sirens. 

   Everything becomes a blur after that. There seem to be a million paramedics in the house and they keep trying to push Jax away from me, which just makes him upset which makes me upset which makes me bleed more. It seems like it's going to be an endless cycle until they finally decide that Jax is not leaving me alone and work around him. He climbs into the back of the ambulance with me, never letting go of my hand. I finally pass out from all of the blood loss, and the darkness is like a warm hug. 

   When I wake up, the lights in the room are dim and it's freezing in the room. Jax is asleep in the chair next to my bed, his hand clasped loosely in my own and the sounds of his light snores echo throughout the room. I gently slide my hand out from his and attempt to stand up to grab his hoodie that's sitting on the chair at the end of my bed, except I almost fall over and loudly grab onto the rolling table by my bed. Jax jerks awake, his arms flailing when he doesn't feel my hand in his own. 

"I'm here. I'm fine, I'm fine. I was just trying to grab that hoodie but didn't realize that my balance isn't super good," I reassure him as I sit back down on the bed, blinking away the little black dots that seem to cover most of my vision. 

"Darlin', you don't need to be moving. You could bust a stitch or fall and hurt yourself. Lay back down and let me get it for you." Despite my distaste for being ordered around, I listen to him and try to hide my sigh of relief. He's gentle as he pulls the hoodie over my head and pulls my hair out from where it gets stuck. I lean into his hand as he slides it onto my cheek, his thumb rubbing little circles. 

"I love you," I whisper, turning to kiss his palm. 

"I love you, too, darlin'. So much," He whispers back. "Thought of losing you almost killed me. You're everything, baby, everything and so much more. Don't try and leave me again." 

"I promise. Never gonna leave you, long as you don't leave me first.

#soa #sons of anarchy #jax teller #jax #charlie hunnam #sonsfx #chibs telford #tig trager #opie winston #gemma teller #jax teller fanfiction #sons of anarchy fanfiction

[readychilledwine]

Wait I’m confused how is co parents racist? Races don’t exist in that world. Unless they mean towards the illyrian race…

I want to start this by apologizing because the response is going to be long.

(General PSA Below the cut, and a response to this ask - ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ I'm going to bring up why I feel this person I interacted with felt this way, and slightly touch into Beron's character since Autumn was actually a factor in their argument)

First - As a general PSA, thank you to everyone who has reached out to me to comfort me, reassure me, and talk to me about Co Parents. The support from you all has been overwhelming, especially from those of you who are BIPOC. You are all part of why I am not still lingering on this.

To address the question at hand: the user I spoke with is a part of the ACOTAR community who believes the batboys are POC.

I am not sure if they believed I was using full on racism, internalized racism, or a microaggression, but they felt it was "fucked up" (their words) that I was separating and forcing the child of a male POC to grow up away from him and outside of her unique culture.

Had this been an accurate statement, I would have 110% agreed. Mixed Children, Children in the BIPOC community, and children with unique cultural backgrounds need to, and absolutely must, be exposed to it, learn about it, and get to immersed into it.

However, in Co Parents, it is shown through Cassian and Eris that there is a relationship there, so babygirl does have a relationship with her father, and when she is with him, she does get to immerse into her Illyrian side. Which makes that argument null and void. Cassian just isn't the primary caretaker, and I am sorry, but no writer is going to write an x reader story where mom doesn't have custody, but the cheating father does. (Well... actually.... I might write that if I want to do something angsty and really put reader through it)

Anyways.. They also felt it was made "straight up vile and further proof of racism" (their words) by forcing her to grow up somewhere known for racism and prejudice.

Autumn, under Beron, absolutely would NOT be a place I would have written an Illyrian child in. Beron very bluntly shows his feeling on fae who are not like him in multiple instances, but the one instance that backs up that rings clear in my mind is during the High Lord's meeting where he very boldly attacks Nuan, Thesan, and damn near the whole Dawn Court for being from Xian. (Screenshot attached below everything.) We also see Beron's prejudices and discrimination towards the lesser fae and Illyrians in his actions and comments. (Calling them bastards, calling them lesser fae when he knows Illyrians do not see themselves as lesser or greater but just as, calling them brutes and comments dehumanizing -eerr- defae-izing(?) The lesser fae)

Again had that been how I wrote it, I would own it and 100% agree. But that's why I wrote Eris was High Lord. We see Eris's true nature when he volunteered to take the antidote Nuan made, we see it as he's forming actual relationships with Azriel and Cassian that are letting us below that cracking mask. We all know he hates his father and wants to be better than Beron, even if he has to keep the mask in place for his own protection (and more than likely the protection of his siblings *coughmainlyluciencough* and his mother.)

Rhysand is not stupid. Love him or hate him, Rhysand probably is in the top 5 of the most intelligent and cunning characters in the series.. He would not have made a deal with Eris if he didn't truly believe in him and his cause. I do not believe we know Eris the way we are going to hopefully get to.

I believe Eris would protect a child he has made the choice to love and raise as his own, regardless of what his father's feelings would have been on it. I also believe Eris would have.... elimated anyone loyal to Beron. He would have shielded her from prejudices, discrimination, and racism. He would encourage Cassian to teach her what being a little illyrian means (minus, you know, how she'd be treated by the males there, but that's a whole separate issue.)

Being as kind and sensitive to the person who left me the comments as possible - I believe their feelings were drawn from their own triggers due to their past that created a sensitivity. Nothing I could have said other than, "Yeah, you're right," was going to fix the situation. I feel like a stretch was made, and, as others have said, they were grasping at straws because the comments got more and more personal towards my intelligence and person as I continued to give them instances from the drabble that disproved what they felt.

I've had several days to think on it, and Co Parents is going to stay up, and I will continue to write ACOTAR characters as parents. I know it's a lot of people's favorites from me, and I am more than happy to heal all of our inner children and teens one batdaddy/foxdaddy at a time. 💙

I'm also going to try to remember how toxic this Fandom can be. I'm getting to where my follower count is getting high enough that I'm going to see more negativity. My goal is to focus on all of you who support and appreciate me. You all are who I stay up writing for 💙

Peep Screenshot of Beron's..... beron-ness here

#send anons #send asks #elizabeths.updates

[frazzledsoul]

A short list of things the season 7 writers did that I don't think ASP would have allowed

- Rory verbally eviscerating her mother for banging her father and screwing up her personal relationship with him right at the moment when when he was finally starting to show interest in her as someone other than a means to get to Lorelai

- Luke being allowed to stop stewing in his anger and move on with his life, because the world doesn't revolve around Lorelai and there are other people in his life who needs him

- Luke being allowed to be a competent and loving father without the complete focus being on how Lorelai is upset that it's distracting from her perfect wedding

- Luke being allowed to tell Anna that he is responsible, he is a good dad, and that she has no right to take April away from him

- Rory's perfect S7 hair

- Rory going an entire year without any love triangle bullshit

- Logan mostly being a pretty good boyfriend without any fatalism worked in about how he's going to ruin Rory's life and can never change

- Logan moving away from his dad's company and verging out on his own

- "Logan, I love you, but I'm not going to support every single stupid thing you do." RORY MY QUEEN!

- Zach being allowed to become a supportive husband and father

- The Anna villain era, which was warranted because that woman was the worst.

- Lorelai writing the reference letter for Luke and it being detailed in writing how he was Rory's father figure and a wonderful man and support system, things no one will ever say about Christopher, ever

- Luke winning the custody that he asked for

- The scenes of Luke and Luke/Lorelai cuddling infant Doula, which ASP would have rejected because they were too cheesetastic

- Emily straight up telling Lorelai that Christopher is a loser, but she picked him, so she should take the marriage seriously, because after all, it's her funeral (ASP would never allow her beloved Christopher to be talked about this way)

- ASP might have allowed Christopher to flat out say that he was Lorelai's second choice and to have Lorelai say she doesn't really want to be with him, but...I have my doubts

- Ditto with Luke and Logan being so supportive of the girls when Richard was ailing...I don't think she would have let Logan do it, and Luke showing up and focusing more on Lorelai than having a pissing contest with the mostly absent Christopher is something I have doubts she would have allowed

- I'm not sure she would have allowed Lane's baby shower episode, which I kind of adore. The scene where Lane tells Rory she wants her to be the "Lorelai Gilmore" to her kids in case they rebel against her values and turn out like her mom seems too much of an admission that Mrs. Kim's belief system is valid. I'm not sure it would have happened under ASP.

- Luke being the godfather to Lane and Zach's boys because they wanted some guidance from him. Nope. She never would have allowed Luke to be seen as that good of a dad.

- Hay Bale Maze! Lit fans are going to have to forgive me because I really love, love this episode and all of Logan's interactions during the hour, especially with Lorelai.

- Luke and Lorelai taking responsibility for their behavior and apologizing to each other. ASP would never have allowed Lorelai to say it was wrong to sleep with Christopher Hayden. I'm not sure she would have allowed the minimal insight from Luke that he pushed Lorelai away because he was afraid of getting close to her or to have Lorelai forgive him for this because after all, nothing is more important than Lorelai Gilmore's wedding plans. Anyway, even if it didn't go deep enough I would not have ever watched the show again unless she had said she was sorry for what she did.

- Lorelai serenading Luke during karaoke. Too cheesetastic. Wouldn't have been allowed.

- Jess being allowed to keep his dignity offscreen, because if Milo had been able and willing to make appearances during S7 (huge if, given his full time 22 episodes a year gig on another network at the time) ASP likely did not have a fabulous plot in store for him in part because she's ASP and she never has a fabulous plot in store for anyone but at this point in the story, her deteriorating writing skills and overall tendency to want to make her characters as miserable as humanly possible would have prevailed and it would have been a really nasty, toxic Jess vs Logan plot that would not have been in the best interest for anyone involved. So Jess keeps his dignity, has a nice life offscreen, and is, of course, in the full swing of his Slutty Philadelphia Jess era. He was gifted a good life, let him keep it.

-And most importantly of all...the story ends with Rory and Lorelai ready to go off to their futures while Lorelai will maintain her relationship with her parents. Their codependent era is over and Lorelai can concentrate on family life with Luke (whatever that ends up meaning) and Rory can finally brace adult life without clutching her mother's apron strings. Whatever future or ship one imagines for Rory is possible, because she's young and ambitious and is not tied down by the belief that she has to repeat her mother's patterns in life. ASP would never, ever have allowed this. She did not want them to be happy, and she did not want them to move on. But it was the ending they (and the audience deserved).

#this has been in my drafts FOREVER #i'm just a wee bit tired of hearing how amy sherman palladino has to be at the center of what people wanted from the show #when she's the one that fucked up most of it in the first place #gilmore girls #anti amy sherman palladino #i am glad that the characters were allowed to change and grow once she exited stage left #even if S7 is unbalanced as a whole #it is better than what she wanted to do

[chrisevansdaughter]

What happened with Lunas Mom

Hopefully this is an opportunity to explain what Luna’s story is, and how I’ve made it so that I can somehow tell my story in a therapeutic way without revealing too much about myself and my relationship with my parents so this is slightly different from my own experience. But please know you aren’t alone in any means and my messages and asks are always open as my blog is a safe place and I want you all to know that. I love you all for all of the comforting, positive love and feedback about this series. It means a lot. Im sending my love and hugs to you all out there and seriously can’t thank you all enough 🫶🏻🥹 - note from me :)

Please don’t read if any of the following below trigger you, you are responsible for you own media consumption. I just feel like I needed to put this on here for my own peace of mind ❤️

Warnings: mentions of divorce, gaslighting, emotional distress, abandonment, basically Lunas mum is a piece of shit, violence but not in detail, abuse not in detail.

So this is a little difficult to explain, it’s a sensitive subject to talk about and Luna doesn’t really like talking about it, Luna’s mum was with Chris when she was born and still was until she was about six months after then they filed for divorce and chris did get sole custody of her with visits from her mum where she’d spend the weekend with her until she was 10 whilst they were trying to get full custody to Chris because what happened on multiple occasions when she was with her mum. But she just signed her rights away as soon as the allegations were made and he just knew he was right.

Luna would be left alone for hours on end, her mum would always come home drunk etc, she would always shout and be violent towards her, also her mum would also always make it out to be her fault make her question if it actually was. The classic traits of a gaslighting narcissist person who denies it even when Chris bought it up. So in turn with all of the abuse, gaslighting and violence over time that Luna had suffered from she’d changed as a person when she would come home from there and unfortunately the repercussions of this Chris and Luna faced the brunt of it on their own of course with the amazing support of her dads side of the family. Her actual family.

When the nightmare, flashbacks, panic attacks, seizures and the endless emotional pain came out of Luna finally because she finally felt the safest she’d ever felt, they were there and never left. Never found it weird or strange for how she acted and never shamed her for it either. Yes you’ve got to admit like Chris did when she first had her seizures it was scary and strange but they all came to terms with it, Chris and their family hated and still does that y/m/n did this to their amazing girl, but they take each day as it comes.

If it’s a difficult day then Chris takes it at Luna’s pace if she doesn’t want to get out of bed she doesn’t have to, if she’s anxious he’s there, if she’s angry about why it had to be her then he’s there. If she said no it meant no because that is a full sentence. He always is to be the rock and stability she needed and so was her grandma, Scott, the cast and the rest of her family.

It was just their thing to take it one day at a time or even one step at a time even if they were baby steps. It was good progress and it was okay to make progress then have it all come crashing down but it was okay. And that all that mattered.

#chrisevansdaughter #chris evans #chris evans daughter #chrisevansdaughter loves 💖❤️ #chrisevansdaughter online 💖 #chrisevansdaughter speaks 🫶🏻 #chrisevansdaughter moots #love luna 🥹 #luna grey evans series asks 💭 #chris x luna #luna answers 💭 #luna grey evans series 🪷✨ #chris answers 💫 #tw: ab*se #tw: gaslighting #tw: violence #chris evans x reader #asks the evanses ❓

[unwelcome-ozian]

So I recently uncovered repressed memories that lead me to believe I was sex trafficked at 6 years old (only for a month bc that's the only amount of time my main abuser had access to me I think). Though I'm not 100% sure? I was never abducted, but my abuser used my mom's drug addiction to his advantage (my mom was dating him at the time while she and my dad were fighting for custody over me) and often took me places. I don't remember a lot bc a lot of it is v fuzzy, but I know I was taken to specific areas, either places you wouldn't think to look or an everyday place you pass by. I know I was sexually abused in these places, and I remember hearing my abuser and other people discuss prices surrounding me (usually as little as $20 to several thousand dollars depending on how much time I was to spend with them). Either I stayed in that building after payment or I went somewhere else, depending on how long I spent with them (usually an hour up to a full day). I don't know if my main abuser knew we developed DID in response to all the abuse (which was sexual, physical, emotional and mental), but I have a strong feeling he knew something was up and that he used our amnesia to his advantage. The abuse he did himself only took place at night iirc, or very early in the morning. Would any of the aforementioned be sex trafficking? Probably a dumb question tbh lol.

Also, are hierarchies and groups of specific alters normal in non programmed systems? We have lots and lots of gatekeepers, all of which are set up in a hierarchy of sorts. There's less gatekeepers in each 'rank' as it goes up, and as far as I'm aware, there's only around ~4 gatekeepers at the very top who control everything (at least in the layer I have access to). Not every gatekeeper is loyal to the topmost gatekeepers, but those who are are VERY loyal. The topmost gatekeepers do everything to keep us safe, even if their way of doing that is skewed. They even go so far as seemingly making alters for specific roles (or forming fragments into full alters), such as persecutors to 'keep us in line' (during the abuse), or more gatekeepers to keep control of everything. There's also groups of alters who stay together, often the ones who are more knowledgeable and they stay separated from the rest of the system (alters are generally littles and trauma holders, plus the caretakers 'assigned' (for lack of a better word) to them). The host alters are also in a group, and all of us are very similar with lower amnesia barriers (though there's still lots of amnesia). Our system is very orderly because I think that's what the topmost gatekeepers believe will keep our system from 'falling apart'. Not everyone believes this though, esp recently, though it moreso surrounds how the gatekeepers run things since it causes a lot of fights and is more or less paranoid, for lack of a better term. Is the 'hierarchy' and groups of alters a completely normal thing? Thanks!

I want to assure you it’s not a dumb question. Here’s the legal definition for sex trafficking: Sex trafficking of children occurs when the perpetrator traffics a victim knowing that the victim is under 18 and will be used in a commercial sex act. People may be found guilty of sex trafficking of children if they directly traffic people or if they receive a financial or other benefit from participating in a trafficking venture (18 U.S.C. § 1591).

are hierarchies and groups of specific alters normal in non programmed systems? Yes, this can happen. Systems can establish a hierarchy, it’s a way for parts to establish order. Most systems have this.

The topmost gatekeepers do everything to keep us safe, even if their way of doing that is skewed. Safety seeking behaviour doesn’t have to make sense. At one time the behaviour made perfect sense.

They even go so far as seemingly making alters for specific roles This is normal as well. There can be parts that exist to endure a specific form of abuse.

Take care,

Oz

#answers to questions #DID #gatekeepers #hierarchies

[ilsminho]

hullo hullo! i'm autumn ( s/h, 21+ ) and this is my college dropout + conspiracy theorist, hwang minho! no context he reminds me a bit of this but i promise he means well! i’ve got his stats and background here if you’d like to give it a read, but it’s pretty hastily written so you may be better off reading whatever’s under the cut! please give this post a like and i’ll come to you for plots ♡ thanks guys & i’m really excited to be here!

gemini sun / aquarius moon / scorpio rising

think eddie munson from stranger things and john bender from the breakfast club! if i had to sum him up into a song, it’ll be teenage dirtbag by wheatus!

off the bat i’m going to disclose that he’s got that strong avoidant attachment, so that’s pretty much going to be the undertone of all his interactions! he gets really uncomfortable with vulnerability and closeness and the most conversation you’re going to get out of him is when he’s rambling about whatever conspiracy theory he’s investigating next! if you’re really close to him, he’ll even show you his conspiracy wall 🤩

as for his backstory: his parents were high school sweethearts! parents are from very different backgrounds—dad is from a family of fishermen and mom is from some super christian upper middle class family, so when they found out they were pregnant with him a few years out of high school, they were forced into a shotgun wedding. didn’t go well! they found out the hard way that living together with adult responsibilities + a child is very different from being recklessly in love as teens, so towards the end of their seven-year marriage, they really hated each other’s guts

when minho’s seven-ish, dad files for a divorce. there’s a custody battle and in the end mom gets him for weekdays, dad gets him for weekends

everything seems to have worked itself out until his mom tells him she’s getting married to some pastor from church! they play happy family and start popping out minho’s half-siblings, and minho’s kind of shrugged off to his dad cause he doesn’t really fit into their pretty picture. no big deal, he’s always liked his dad more anyway

until a year later when dad falls for a high-strung woman who’s weirdly jealous of his past and doesn’t like the idea of minho existing, so now he’s being shrugged off to his mom and their parents get into huge arguments about who’s taking minho for the week

throughout all of this, minho starts to get the idea that his parents were somehow abducted and replaced by aliens. it’s the only thing that made any logical sense to him, because they used to fight to have him and now they’re being really cold and distant, and a kid like him on the dark web reading reddit posts about people being possessed by aliens makes his brain go whirr

also starts to get the idea that he has to save his parents. he reads on reddit that aliens cannot come into too much contact with water, so he empties a bucket of water on his mom and gets the beating of his life. he hears from other conspiracy forums that aliens need to bask in the full moon to recharge, so he’s tracking moon phases and camping outside his father’s door. hears that aliens can’t cross the town lines, so he runs off knowing that his father would chase after him and cross the town line. basically a menace to society

as he grows older, he sort of gives up on his parents but his love for conspiracy theories never fades. even though he never really tests his parents anymore because none of them have worked ( because.... some of them are just really dumb and also his parents are not aliens ) he likes to think that there’s some explanation for why they sort of... ditched him

meanwhile in school, he was just a huge emo kid and because he’s so obsessed with his conspiracy theories, he pretty much got bullied for most of his schooling years! his teachers don’t really like him either cause he’s not a stellar student, is constantly sleeping in class and never hands in his homework

somehow, he manages to make it into a bachelor of science, majoring in physics in daeseong uni. doesn’t last long because he’s failing too many units and drops out in his second year, but throughout his college years, he managed to snag a part time job at cha ko latte as their barista and still works there even after dropping out! it’s one of the things he really enjoys!

plot ideas: uni and hs friends please! potentially even a bully from his hs days? / i’d love for him to have neighbours too! anyone from yeonhwa-gil ( dad’s place ) or yonghaeng-ro ( mom’s place ) please lmk! / i see him to have a pretty tight-knit group of conspiracy theorists ( sort of like the hellfire club ) ... would be cool / anyone wanna hear him ramble about his conspiracies? oorr aliens who think he’s hilarious because he’s so off or alternatively, them getting antsy because out of his 100 wrong ideas, he gets one right / humans who he suspects are aliens, it’s likely he’ll be playing a lot of ‘pranks’ on you but i promise he doesn’t mean to annoy you, he’s just very invested in his experiments

#╰ ––––––– 👽 ✧ OUT OF CHARACTER . #ilsintro #a little late to the party but i'm here!

[college-girl199328]

As soon as she picked up the phone, Jane knew. Her grandson was on the other end, saying he'd been in a car accident and had been arrested. He sounded panicked.

The police found drugs in the car. Someone was seriously injured. He used his one phone call to contact the one person he knew would help him without judgment.

Jane — not her real name — was stunned but promised to help without telling his parents. The phone was handed over to a police officer, who gave her instructions on post-bail. Her unconditional love for her grandson cost her $58,350 by the end of the next day.

"I really believed it was him," she said. The Royal Newfoundland Constabulary says at least eight senior citizens lost $200,000 to similar scams over three days. Police say one man, 23-year-old Charles Gillen, came to St. John's from Toronto to collect the money in person.

Gillen was arrested on the tarmac at St. John's International Airport on the evening of March 2. He was on a flight leaving the province. If the goal was to get in and get out, the man police say responsible almost got away.

"That's about as close as you get," said Const. James Cadigan. "That's the goal of these sophisticated operations. It's a large sum of money, the short period."

CBC News has spoken to four of the eight victims listed in court documents but isn't naming them due to privacy and security concerns.

Each of them said their grandchild had called and had an accident. They said drugs found in the car pay for bail or legal fees. In all four cases, the imposter knew some personal details about the actual grandchildren — like where they live and work and the names of other family members.

All four believed it was their grandchild's voice on the phone. "I swear on my mom's grave," said one man we're calling John. "It was so convincing. I know my granddaughter's voice, and it was her."

The imposter put him over to a man who said he was a lawyer and needed money for a retainer and a fine. The next day, a man came to John's home and collected an envelope of cash. John lost $24,200.

Cadigan said the RNC has recovered some money, but they suspect Gillen packages before attempting to leave the province. There have been reports of similar scams across Canada, with police believing a criminal network is responsible for targeting seniors from coast to coast.

But how are the actual voices of Memorial University associate professor and computer security expert Jonathan Anderson? "You can clone someone's voice, and given the ability to do that, it's not surprising that somebody would do that for nefarious purposes," Anderson said. "It's going to be more effective, especially while people get used to the fact that deep fake voices are a thing, and they are easily obtainable and easily accessible."

Anderson compared it to photo-altering technology. "It's a little bit like Adobe produces Photoshop, and Photoshop can be used for purposes. And some are purposes we would be happy about."

Gillen remains in custody after a bail hearing on Wednesday. He's facing 30 charges of fraud, extortion, and conspiracy to commit an offense.

Police in Newfoundland and Labrador have formed a case management team and are working within other provinces to the full extent of the scam. Similar cases have been reported across the country, with police in Windsor, Ont., arresting a 19-year-old and a 22-year-old for very similar offenses the day before Gillen's arrest in St. John's.

Anderson has a tip for anyone who might fall victim to the scam: "Always try to put yourself back in the driver's seat," he said they say they're calling from a police station, ask which one so you can hang up and call back.

John said he realized that lesson when it was too late. He called his granddaughter's cell phone, and she picked up. She was in school, not in a holding cell.

He's devastated. "She was in trouble and needed my help," he said. "She said, 'Poppy, please don't tell Mom and Dad.' I would do anything to keep her name clean."

Jane also said the scam pulled at her heartstrings emotion clouded her judgment. "You'd do anything for your grandchildren," she said. "And they took advantage of that."

[misunderstoodxmike]

ʀᴜɴᴀᴡᴀʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ || sᴇʟғ-ᴘᴀʀᴀ

             everything that happened after he got into his car became a blur. there were pieces such as a paramedic and a cop walking up to him. he wasn’t even sure how he got home but there he was sitting in his driveway. the events of the night replaying in his head but what he kept coming back to was chris unconscious body. as well as matthew’s words that kept playing over and over in his head. ‘you ruin everything that touches or comes in contact with you. god, maybe the doctors shouldn’t have saved your life after you gave birth.’  there wasn’t a lie in what he said. look at what happened with chris. the male was probably mere seconds away from death. mike had pushed him to that point where he gave up on life. he was responsible for that! the heartbroken look on his face, and the words that he spoke before he fell in. what if he does that to liam too?  what if he already fucked that up?  matthew may be right on that aspect too. he was already spot on everything else. maybe the male wasn’t as bad as mike originally thought. after all, his intentions weren’t good by any means. he let chris confess his feelings and when he was going to walk away, mike dropped the bomb that they had a kid together. there had also been a part of him that hoped that chris would leave matthew to be with him.  god, he really was terrible and had wanted to wreck a home.  mike probably ruined matthew in the process by making him crazy and jealous. how many more lives was he going to ruin. in that moment, mike knew what had to be done. while he wasn’t going to kill himself. he wasn’t going to put anyone through that of finding or identifying his body.  nor leave them the guilt that they might have been responsible. instead, there was one clear choice.

             mike found himself running up to his room, grabbing a suitcase and start throwing clothes in it. he didn’t really have a destination or plan in mind but knew that he had to get out of here. if he stuck around anymore, he would destroy and take everyone else down with him.  they all deserved to be happy and away from his toxicity. As he put more of his things such as pictures of his family, liam and even chris. something fell from the dresser, a video camera which gave him an idea. Mike set it up to point to the bed before hitting record and sitting down on the bed.  “I’m sorry that I can’t do this in person, but this is the best way otherwise I may be talked out of it or I may coward out. I decided that it was best if I left. mom and dad, I’m sorry that I’ve given you so much grief, not only for this but for  everything else as well. I gave you two such a headache and I never truly appreciate it. especially you dad whom I call you a hypocrite and treated so badly after you cheated on mom. Look at me now, I’m much worse. I didn’t even tell you two the full truth about what happened between me and chris. I know I said it was a misunderstanding but plain and simple, I cheated on him. I knew I was pregnant with liam before then and I got drunk. We did get in an argument, but I found comfort in someone else. chris didn’t deserve any of the hate or anger that he did. I just did it to save face. aria, I owe you an apology too for not being the best brother and never listening to you. I always thought I knew better when I didn’t. if I would have listened to you, none of this would have ever happened. I even treated ezra like shit, yet, you always treated chris well even defending him when it seemed everyone turn on him. you’re the best sister I could ask for and I know that little ella is going to have such a great mom… chris, I am so sorry about everything I did. I wish I could take it back and give you everything that you missed out on. Unfortunately I can’t do that but what I can do is make up for it. I am give you full custody and relinquishing my rights to liam. you will be a much better dad than I ever will. It’s the least that I can do besides I won’t fuck him up even more than I have. The only thing I asked is that you let my family remain in contact with him. they may have not acted the best towards you, but they didn’t know better. don’t punish them or blame them for my mistakes. Finally, chris, you probably won’t see this until you’re older but dadda loves you very much and I’m sorry that I left you. although if you were in my hands, I would ruin your life too. I know you’ll grow up to be great, take care of everyone especially papa who been through a lot. I love you all. Goodbye.”  He stopped recording, leaving a note to be played before zipping up his suitcase and making his way towards his car. mike took a finally look at his house before driving away and not looking back.

         two weeks later, mike found himself entering a diner for dinner. he lost track of where he was. ultimately just letting the road take him wherever. If he knew where he may be, there was a chance that he’ll want to go home to catch a glimpse of Liam, see how Chris is doing or even see his family. they all probably have moved on and forgotten about him. mike wondered how long it took anyone to realize he left. regardless, he missed them a lot and spent most of his nights crying in a very empty and cold bed. mike closed his eyes, taking breaths and not trying to work himself up when someone walked up to his table. At first, he thought it was the waitress, but it was the last person that he expected. when he saw their face, mike was reminded about everything that he had been trying to forget. “matthew.” he said in a tone that wasn’t welcoming or unwelcoming.  ‘mike, last place I expected to find you is in a small place like that. may I sit?’ he asked, before taking a seat across from mike.  there were a lot of questions to ask but most importantly why he was here. Before he even had a chance to ask, the other answer it. ‘i’ve been looking for you. don’t worry, no one but me knows that you’re here even my husband doesn’t.’ he said with a smile as mike looked down to see the ring on his finger. his heart broke when he saw that it was an identical ring to that of chris’ mother. It seemed they did end up getting married, while it hurt, mike was happy that chris was able to find happiness. “umm.. congrats.”  not wanting to talk to much about the topic. ‘thank you, but that’s not why I am here. I hate how I left things between us and how I treated you. especially now that I have so much to thank you for. anyways, chris would kill me if he knew I was here but I wanted to give you a thank you gift. I know how you want to start over and escape it all.  I want to help you with that by giving you money to start a life far away from your problems.’ the male pulled out an envelope that contained a bunch of cash. ‘here. I know a part of your heart remains home but there are things that you should know. I’m not saying them to hurt you but to put your mind at ease. I’ve become somewhat of a step-dad to little liam. he’s a great kid by the way. it was hard for him at first but he seems to have moved on. Chris hasn’t really mentioned or talked about you. the only thing he has said is that he hoped you found what you were looking for. your family is still very much involved in liam’s life, in fact, he has a playdate with little ella tomorrow.  all your request has been followed. the only person that hasn’t moved on is Jordan. He’s been actively looking for you but unlike him I have the resources and money to waste. I truly think that man is truly and utter in love with you. if he does find you, I suggest that you give him a chance. You two could be very happy together. enough about that, but I don’t want to see you hurt anymore, mike. I feel with everything you’ve been through that you deserve to be happy. Which is why I want to help with that. please take the money and go find yourself whether it be across the country, in a different country or continent.’  The other said sincerely. he couldn’t help to think about how everyone forgot him easily and moved on. “I guess this is goodbye then. please take care of liam and chris.”  he quickly left and hopped into his car where tears began falling from his eyes. he grabbed his disposable phone and made a call to someone he hadn’t spoken to in years. “hey, I know we haven’t spoken in a while but I need a favor and someone to talk to. yeah, I’m on the road, send me the direction and I’ll be there. It may take a few hours but I’ll be there, okay, thank you. I’ll see you soon.” meanwhile back at the diner, a grin appeared on matthew’s face as he removed the fake ring. everything that he told mike was a lie, and only to get him to permanently leave. with mike forever gone, chris would have no choice but to get back together. it would take some work but with remorse, forgiveness and a broken heart, matthew would get him. there just one more thing that he had to do to seal mike and chris never getting back together. he pulled out his phone to dial Jordan. ‘can you meet up somewhere, I have something that may interest you.’

         when he got the call, Jordan was skeptical especially when he heard what happened between matthew and mike.  not only had he heard it from the montgomery family but chris himself. that was an tense and interesting conversation on it’s own. Although both were doing their own investigation on where mike was. he was sure that the only reason it was civil was because they were hoping the other had something that may lead them to his location.  it seemed that a lot of things happened that night. the outcome ultimately leaving everyone broken. Liam having fallen into a depression which he heard from aria. they hadn’t told him that his dad abandoned him but went away for a bit. the kid wasn’t dumb and knew that his dad wouldn’t leave him behind or not be in constantly contact. The once happy kid was a shell of himself.  at this point, Jordan was doing it for the kid. he knew mike was probably hurting just as much. matthew may be another piece of the puzzle since he could fill in the gaps from when chris fell into the water and when he was saved.  As he gave his name to the host, Jordan was lead to a table where matthew was finishing his dinner. ‘ah, jordan, please take a seat. did you want something to eat? drink?’ the male shook his head, before speaking. ‘I’m just here because you said that you had something that may interest me?’ Jordan not having patience to deal with matthew right now. ‘yes.. I’ve been told that you’re looking for mike?’ a silence fell over them as things got tensed. ‘what if I told you I knew where he is or rather where he will be.’ The other male said it in such a taunting way that made his blood boil. ‘if you know where he is then tell me!’ he demanded in a hushed tone. ‘why so you can bring him back?  no.  I had a plan which he ruined by telling chris about his bastard so—’ ‘don’t call him that!’ Jordan interrupted him which matt rolled his eyes at.  ‘whatever. I have always been in love chris since I met him. unfortunately for me, him and mike were together and had been for a long time.  It was sick how much they were in love. I tried to make advances towards chris but he never saw them or choice to ignore them. anyways, have you wondered why those two broke up? it’s because I made it happened. the night that mike cheated, he wasn’t all there because he was drugged too.  his alcohol was laced with drug so when he said that he though that it was chris, well, he probably was seeing that. I made sure I got a look alike. I also made sure that I purposely pulled him away before sending him home when I knew they would be there. Everything happened as planned if not better. they broke up, and it was the end of it. that’s what I thought until a friend of mine that worked at the hospital had overheard that mike was pregnant. It wasn’t hard to figure out the identity since mike never actually slept with anyone. I had to make sure to make my move which worked. Although keeping mike’s pregnancy was harder than expected but when you come from money, it because easy. I knew about chris intent to propose since I am also in charge of the money and accounting part of his business. so I purposely went looking for it to help push things along. I didn’t get the ring but I feel like I got upgraded anyways. we were so close to getting married until they ran into each other. I’m sure you know how the rest happen. you’re probably wondering why I’m telling you this. It’s because I still have hope that things between me and chris could be repaired. that’s where you come in. I need mike to never return and be taken off the market. it won’t be easy since I need your commitment and loyalty. his whereabouts needs to be earned. You don’t have to give me an answer now and I’ll give you time to think about it. although if you tell anyone the deal is off and I’ll deny everything. This would be your one and only chance of ever finding him because now that he didn’t leave a trace, finding him will be almost impossible.’  It took everything not to lose his cool but Jordan had to play along. ‘you got my attention, tell me more.’ He said faking a wicked grin which was returned. two months later, following all of matthew plan, Jordan finally got mike’s location. He called the one person that he knew could help. ‘chris, I know that I am probably the last person that you want to talk to. although I feel like there are things you need to know. more importantly, I know where mike is and I think you need to be the one to talk to him and bring him home.’

#chris x mike -- 002 (self-para)

[subpar-ghoulfriend]

Let’s have a baby

yandere!EraserMicx PREGNANT!Reader 

A terrible mix up leading to an accidental pregnancy? Or something more intentional? Either way now you were pregnant with (none other than the beloved power couple heroes) Eraserhead and Present Mic’s child. Time to discuss how co parenting is going to work. 

TW: pregnancy, artificial insemination, yandere elements, mentions of stalking, alludes to potential custody battle

You had been avoiding the two men for the past week, which was challenging seeing as they managed to find your phone number, address, and place of work. Any time you blocked their calls they got a new number. Two Pro Heroes versus a twenty something civilian, it was only a matter of time until you were cornered.

Now the couple stood between you and your apartment. You had a long shift at your job as a pet groomer and just wanted to get some rest.

Present Mic was the first to speak. "Hey lil momma, we heard you had work today so we brought you some dinner. We thought we could talk over a nice meal."

You had no response. You were tired, both physically and emotionally. You had been put through the ringer ever since meeting them at your doctors office. It was a total Jane the Virgin situation. You went in for an assessment about some supposed ovarian cysts and unknowing left artificially inseminated. There was a supposed mix up, a digital glitch that somehow merged your chart with the surrogates - apparently your names were super similar. Two weeks later you were called back into the doctor's office and informed of what took place. And now you were in this living nightmare.

And the two heroes had nothing to do with the error. There was totally a surrogate. They hadn't paid off your provider. And why would they? You had never met them - although given their patrols they may have seen you once or twice...

They were tearful when they were informed of the mix up, they had been waiting patiently through the whole process and now everything was thrown in chaos. They offered to compensate you for your service which sent you into a blind rage. They just assumed you would carry a child, a child with half of your DNA, and then give YOUR baby away. Rationally you understood that they had planned to be be the only parents to the child, but that was with a professional surrogate who understood the process, who didn't want the child in their life, just happy to help out a loving couple. But that wasn't you, you grew up wanting to be a mom, and now they would take that from you.

What if they tried to legally take sole custody of the baby? Surely they had some pull in the judicial system. Besides, they were a solid couple with money, while you were alone with no family and working two jobs. The thought made you sick to your stomach.

You were shaking as you tried to push past them. Maybe they would just disappear if you ignored them, a girl could dream. But instead they tagged along inside. Albeit you weren’t fighting them on it, you knew this had to happen eventually.

Aizawa easily found the cluttered dining table in your small apartment. You flinched when the loud one tried to help you shrug off your backpack. Taking a seat on the couch you waited for them to start berating you.

"Come sit at the table, dinner is getting cold," Eraser spoke for the first time.

"I'll eat later, I'm not hungry."

"You may not be, but the baby needs to eat."

You glared, how dare they insinuate you didn't know what your child needed. If your body was hungry, you ate. If you were full the baby was full too.

But, you complied, not wanting to argue, "Fine, but I ate a snack not too long ago."

As you ate, Mic kept you company, picking at some left overs, they clearly ate before their visit. Aizawa was rummaging through your place but you managed to hold your tongue until he began throwing things out of your fridge.

"What are you doing?" You hissed, getting up out of your seat.

"Mic and I will bring you groceries tomorrow. The food you have is barely safe for an adult, let alone a fetus."

"Are you kidding me? It's not like I'm chugging alcohol and living off Twinkies. Hey! I just bought those turkey slices. How is turkey bad?" You whined.

To make sure you wouldn't dig the food out trash he dumped it out of his container.

"Zashi, don't let me forget to empty the trash on our way out. Do you know how much salt is in deli meat? And there's no way you can drink any of this while you're pregnant." He gestures to the cans of soda.

As the frustration built you had to fight back tears. They couldn't come in to your home and start throwing out your things.

"Some of us don't make ridiculous money, I'm buying what I can afford and the doctor never had any problem with my health." You hissed.

Hizashi felt the tension thickening, "Hey hey hey, it's okay. Sho and I will go get you some good stuff. We just gotta watch out for you and baby."

And that was the end of your resolve, you stomped past the Hero and locked yourself in your bedroom. Finally tears began to drip down your cheeks.

Back in your kitchen Mic was chiding his boyfriend for being so tough on you.

"So I should just back down while she stuffs herself with junk food?"

Mic gave him a shrug, showing him a bottle on your counter, "At lest she's taking her prenatal vitamins?"

Grabbing the keys to your apartment Aizawa instructed Mic to wait with you while he got you better groceries. He would make copies of your keys on his was back.

You prayed they would leave soon. You were laying in your bed having cried yourself out. Barely into your second month of pregnancy. You still had to endure this for at least seven more months, but most likely much longer.

Next thing you knew you were opening your eyes and the clock read seven AM. By now your uninvited guests must be gone. Nervously you sat up, praying that you'd skip the morning sickness just once this week. You had always had a weak stomach and even the doctor was surprised you were already experiencing the symptom. Unfortunately the minute your feet touched the floor you knew what was coming. You sprinted to the restroom, not even checking to see if the duo had left.

God this was terrible, you didn't just hate throwing up, you were terrified of it. What if you started and never stopped? But it did come to an end. You wiped the water from your eyes and took a moment before standing from the floor. You screamed when a hand slid under your arm, helping you up. Another set of feet rushed to the bathroom.

" What's wrong?" Hizashi huffed as he skid to a stop.

You pulled arm free from Aizawa's grasp. "What are you two still doing here?"

You turned in the faucet to rinse your mouth. Trying to calm your stress, the nausea was trying to return.

Undeterred the scruff pulled your hair into a bun before rubbing your back. You debated returning to bed but that wouldn't get them out of your apartment. You told them you need to sit down, both of them nodding, still wearing their concerned expressions. They got you a glass of water before joining you on the couch. Stubborn men, you sat at the end of the couch so they couldn't both sit, but Mic decided to perch himself on the armrest.

He started petting your hair, "You feelin better little listener?" You nodded in response.

"I got you more food, let us know if your hungry."

You sighed in defeat, "I'm barely two months pregnant, I can fend for myself. What did you all want to talk about?"

You anxiously placed a hand on your stomach. Both men felt their hearts flutter recognizing your maternal instincts kicking in.

Aizawa let Mic begin, he was the more gentle of the two.

"Well, we figured we got off to a rough start. You got put in a tough situation. We shouldn't have assumed you didn't want a child so we're not mad at how you stormed out. But either way we expect to be in our baby's life. The two of us talked it over and we don't want to fight you if you want to be in their life too. So if you wanna be the mommy we're cool with it."

You could blame your reaction on your hormones for your response but you didn't, "Geez thank you so much for allowing me to be in MY child's life."

Aizawa placed a hand on the back of your neck, giving you a gentle massage. "Okay then, the three of us are gonna have a baby. That means you have to stop ignoring us. We can raise the baby together, without involving anyone else. But if we have to, we can always go the legal route for the baby's best interest." 

He knew it was a low blow, but the couple needed you to stop fighting them. Your eyes snapped to his and you shook your head in protest.

"Okay then we're all the same page," Aizawa reassured you.

Mic cheered, "Now we can focus on the fun stuff."

"Hun," Eraserhead caught his attention. "There's still a few more important things to figure out. We don't want you going back to that doctor. They're incompetent. We scheduled you an appointment with another's clinic for next week. Okay?"

You couldn't find your voice after how easily he threatened to take your baby. So you just nodded. Half listening.

"Good. We also went ahead and programmed our numbers into your phone. We need to be able to check in with you."

"Okay, but I can't use my phone at one of my jobs."

"About that lil momma," Mic started. "You work a lot, which is totally bad ass, but we don't think you leave enough time to rest and take care of yourself."

You tried to protest but Aizawa cut you off, "You also shouldn't be working around so many animals. Even though we love animals, they can be unpredictable and one dog can trigger all the rest into a frenzy."

You were dumbfounded, "I've never heard of anything like that happening. One of my coworkers was pregnant last year, she worked until her maternity leave. Plus I need to be able to pay my bills. And don't offer to compensate me again."

"Why do you have to view it as compensation? We just want to take care of the mother of our child. Just think about it. Mic and I have to go take care of some business but we'll be back later this week."

---

Back at their home Hizashi was dramatically splayed on their bed.

"Babe why are you pouting?" Aizawa asked.

"Why can't we just bring her home already?"

Aizawa sympathized with his better half, but they needed to be methodical. He reminded Hizashi that they didn't need to cause her even more stress, especially so early into the pregnancy. If they played their cards right they would have their happy little family soon enough.

If they could ease you in to the relationship everything would be easier in the long run. They had been managing just fine until now, they could wait a few more months.

He joined Hizashi on the couch. Mic was comforting himself the way he usually did when he felt like this. He was scrolling through the countless photos they had collected since their chance encounter with you over a year ago. 

#bnha yandere #yandere erasermic #yandere x reader #yandere present mic #yandere aizawa

[skellebonez]

Hey! This is my first time doing this ! But can you wirte a scenario where in Winter's cursed AU where MK's parents try to come back and get custody again?( With prompt 14 and 45) With protective monkey dads? Have a great rest of your day! 💕

Thank you so much, I hope you like this as your first fill! It was very enjoyable to write since I had this idea months ago but never had the chance to put it down. But you’re gonna get a little more than just protective monkey dads! This is set pretty far into @winterpower98 's AU so he has a lot of people behind him.

Am I scaring you?/You may technically be an adult, but you’re still my child.

It didn’t take much guessing to figure out exactly what had made MK look like he wanted to run for the hills the second he picked up his phone. There were only a few very specific scenarios that could make him react like that now. But it was the way his face hardened and his whisper yelled into it that made Pigsy realize exactly who they were dealing with without the young man saying who it was.

Again.

“This is the third time you’ve gotten a new number for this,” he said, trying to keep his voice down. “I’ve told you already, the answer is no.”

"Tang," Pigsy whispered, nudging his favorite freeloader to get his attention better. "Go keep an eye outside. The last time they did this they showed up an hour later. If they do we're shuttering the shop early."

"On it," Tang said with a nod, standing with another nod to MK as he left.

"I am an adult, you cannot do anything to- yes I'm sure. Yes... yes, because I have a lawyer now mom!"

MK’s tone of voice made Pigsy smirk proudly. Had this been a few years ago MK would have had so much difficulty even just talking back to his parents, going quiet and shrinking into himself. Now?

He was standing up straight, speaking firmly and calmly, raising his voice a bit even. In the years Pigsy had known the young man he had changed drastically when it came to his parents. His and Tang’s attempts to raise his confidence and teach him to speak up for himself had certainly helped in that regard, but his attained abilities and strength as the Monkie Kid had no doubt given him a boost as well.

Not to mention the knowledge that not only did he have two father figures behind him... he had four (granted, Pigsy had mixed feelings for many reasons about both of them, but he’d warmed up to them when he saw how much MK had grown attached to them). Add Sandy, Mei, and Red Son to the mix?

He had a powerful group behind him to support him in whatever he needed.

"What do you mean you're already here?" MK said suddenly, drawing Pigsy's attention back from his inner thoughts.

"Whoa, hey, I said you can’t go in there!" Tang's voice suddenly rang through the entrance as someone pushed him backwards into the shop. He stumbled, almost falling flat on his rear and just barely catching himself on the counter. "You've been banned from this establishment and you know i-"

"MK," the woman who entered said as she closed her flip phone shut with a snap.

A man entered behind her, matching her in simple modern fashion. He shared MK's hair while the woman shared his eyes. It was obvious who they were to anyone seeing the three of them together.

Tang turned, shooting Pigsy a quick sorry that was met with an easy smile and a nod before the chef scowled at the two of them.

"... mom, dad," MK replied, slipping his phone into his pocket. He stood at his full height, back straight and no sign of hesitation on his face. "I told you, I'm not coming home."

"And we told you that we realized we made a mistake," his mother said, voice soft but with a softly uncertain undertone to it. Like she didn't quote believe her own words but was convincing herself otherwise. "Please, let us make it right."

"You had plenty of time to make it right all the times I tried to contact you before I became the Monkie Kid," MK said easily, practiced and firm. "Besides, I'm an adult now. You can't force me to do anything I don't want to do."

"You may technically be an adult," MK's mother said with a sigh, reaching out to grab his shoulder. "But you’re still my child."

Pigsy jumped in front of her, a sharp glare his only weapon. He knew better than to threaten these two, much like some of his more rowdy customers, but he would still put himself bodily between the young man he viewed as a son and anyone making him uncomfortable when he had the ability to do so.

"If you so much as breathe on my kid-"

"But he's not your kid now is he, pig man," MK's father sniped back, venom dripping from ever word and making the entire restaurant freeze in response.

"Excuse me," a new voice called out from behind them, a figure pressing a firm hand on his shoulder. "What were you saying to my brother?"

The reaction was instantaneous. MK’s father jumping to the side with a yelp, turning to come face to face with a less than pleasantly smiling Sun Wukong and a scowling Macaque behind him, neither bothering to keep up any semblance of a human disguise at the moment.

"I believe my student made it clear to you multiple times that he is an adult who can make his own decisions about who he wants to live with," he said coldly, moving to stand beside Pigsy with his fur raised and teeth barred in a way that could be mistaken for a smile. It certainly wasn't one if you knew anything about monkeys, though.

"Scram," Macaque chimed in, voice lower and far more threatening than anyone else in the building as he took a step forward. Though his words were fewer his tone was stronger and held just as much weight.

MK's parents took a step back in turn, stepping back into the entryway itself.

"Y-you may be his mentor," MK's mother started, her tone losing the odd uncertainty under it and gaining a frustration and confusion instead. "But I'm his mother."

"Who left him to his own devices and didn't even try to show interest in reconnecting until he made something of himself," Macaque snapped, snapping his teeth together in a warning bite as he took another step forward with a growl.

His parents stumbled back out of the shop, eyes wide and watching as MK was surrounded on either side by 4 others. Pigsy and Tang on his right, Wukong and Macaque on his left.

"Am I scaring you?" Macaque asked with a chuckle, letting out a noise of surprise when Wukong's tail touched his arm.

"I think he's got this now," Wukong said with a soft smile.

"Mom, dad," MK said with his voice still firm and sure. "I'm not coming back home with you. I'm an adult and you can't force me to come back. And if you keep trying like this I'll never give you the chance to let me chose to on my own."

The duo looked at their son, his father's eyes wide in shock and disbelief and his mother's eyes much the same with an undercurrent of... something. Something none of them could really place.

"I think we s-"

“You are not good people!" MK's dad snapped, standing up to his full height to tower over everyone else. "I caution you against this! This is your last chance to accept the damage you’ve caused! And if MK does not go back with us I will have no choice but to take further action! I will be contacting my lawyer to open a lawsuit against you and further more this will ruin your life with insurmountable debt!”

He smirked, crossing his arms over his chest in his assured victory as everyone else stared at him in shock and disbelief. Including his wife, who looked even more incredulous than any of them.

"D-debt?" MK eventually managed to get out, an unbelieving smile forming on his face. Before he started to laugh and march forward. "Debt? DEBT!? FUCK your debt! We'll take our chances DAD, Monkey King has a treasure trove and the best lawyer in all of China so take your debt and STUFF IT!" He raised both middle fingers toward his parents before jumping up to grab the handle of the shutter door and slam is shut before either of his parents could rush back in.

"INSURMOUNTABLE DEBT!" He yelled one last time, almost manically before sitting at a nearby table and covering his face with his hands as he burst into laughter. "I-I just- you can't threaten the Monkey King of all people with financial problems how am I related to this man!?"

The two pairs of parental figures looked at each other before laughing themselves, finding it difficult not to follow in MK's lead given how ridiculously that tense situation ended.

"You handled that pretty damn well, MK," Wukong said with proud smile as he ruffled his student’s hair.

"It's a lot easier when I know I have a bunch of dads and pops to back me up," he replied with a smile.

#monkie kid #lego monkie kid #fanfic #prompt fill #gen fic #found family #ensemble cast #sometimes parental relationships can be repaired #sometimes they can't #sometimes its better to let your kids choose #i have projected a bit sorry #cursed au

[laceymorganwrites]

Dear daughter, chapter 1

First year of middle school 

Summary: You are the daughter of the infamous leader of the Valkyries, an essentially feminist gang placed in Tokyo. After your mother dies you are left with her legacy that you fear you can´t hold up. This is your journey. From middle school to adult life. A story of a girl forced to grow up too fast, finding comfort and belonging in her mother´s world. 

Word count: 1,582

Warnings: swearing, mentions of death and blood, MANGA SPOILERS IN LIKE EVERY CHAPTER OF THIS

Pairing: none yet^^

Taglist: open

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Your mom was your hero. Ever since you could remember she was the shining light that guided you through life. Always holding out her hand to you but never forcing you to take it.

You were a free child but your mom was always there for you, even with everything going on, with all of her responsibilities as the leader of the Valkyries, even as a feared gang leader, she was always there for you. She always made time for you.

To you she was the coolest person ever.

Every morning she´d walk you to school, even when you started middle school. To most it would have been embarrassing but to you, who had no friends, it was the best part of the day.

Eating breakfast with her, talking about your day … her laugh still rang in your ears.

Her waving goodbye to you before going to work herself. Your days at school were quite unspectacular, well in elementary school that was. You never really made any friends, preferring to stay to yourself. Everything changed in middle school though.

People started talking to you and you let them, happily telling your mom that you made friends in the evening when you ate dinner together.

She would always help you with homework when she had time and when she couldn´t make it home in time she always had dinner prepared for you and already packed your school bag, as well as have sent you a good night message on the telephone.

Your mother was the best there was in your opinion, she loved you and you loved her, she always took care of you, always listened and without her, things wouldn´t have been as easy.

No, without her you wouldn´t even go to school, you wouldn´t care, you´d just hang around with people that weren´t good for you.

If there was one thing your mother taught you it was to choose your friends carefully, because people were selfish and would sell you out the second they would get something out of it. She taught you that you should always be wary and not trust too easily but also cherish the friends you made, not giving them a reason to leave.

Standing up for each other, making meaningful friendships, that´s what you wanted to do. You wanted to be just like your mother.

You wished you had more time with her.

Dead in a drive by shooting. It just wasn´t fair.

She just wanted to get groceries, the store was about five minutes away from you. You lived next to a street but she was walking, it was just supposed to be a quick trip. She was supposed to be back in half an hour.

But she never came back.

No.

When you heard the shots you rushed outside even though you knew better. Your mom told you when there were scary noises you should hide under your bed or lock yourself in the bathroom.

But your legs moved on their own.

The guys who killed her were about 17, you didn´t know where they got the gun but they were just as freaked out as you were, hurriedly driving away again. They would resolve their little gang infighting someplace else. Besides, now there was a victim, they couldn´t let the police find them.

Why….

She just wanted to get groceries… why was she lying dead before your very eyes? Blood sprawling from underneath her and her face so pale?

You sunk to your knees and screamed, you screamed until your lungs hurt, until your throat was on fire, you screamed even after no sound came out.

Your neighbors have already called the police who arrived shortly after. You couldn´t remember much from their questioning, just that you didn´t talk much. You didn´t know how the guys who did it looked, just that they got away.

The only thing you remembered was being taken to the police station and people talking about where to put you now. Your dad died before your birth, another gang incident. Your neighbors liked your mom and you, they didn´t know anything about her being a gang leader.

Some corrupt police officers knew about her, some even helped her out. Which is why they knew you too and allowed the girls from your mom´s gang to take care of you from now on, however legal custody went to your aunt. Well not that it mattered anyway, she was also part of the former gang.

The way back home, collecting all your things to the way to your new home… it was all a blur. You were exhausted but couldn´t sleep.

The women gave you time until you got used to everything.

It took you a week to gather your thoughts. You couldn´t keep staying home, you wanted to go to school and graduate. That has been her biggest wish for you. You wanted to make her proud of you.

That was the least you could do.

You were lucky getting all the support from the women, they were very kind and understanding, never forcing you to talk but always being there to listen.

Their bonds were something you envied. You also wanted to have friends like that someday.

You wondered if anyone would even talk to you if you got back to school.

It was the first time you walked to school alone, it was the second week of middle school, word about your mother spread fast and people started avoiding you. You sat alone again, the people who talked to you before now didn´t even look at you anymore.

The teachers all came to you, wishing you their condolences and saying that they would give you special treatment.

Oh how pretentious it all was. You didn´t want special treatment or any attention on you, you just wanted to be left alone.

It was around this time that you met Mikey. He was a kid you envied, he had friends and they seemed to have lots of fun. Every time you saw them they were laughing together.

Must be nice, you thought to yourself.

But then again it was your fault for being so closed off. You decided to change that. Not only focusing on school work anymore, you also looked for other lonely people like you in the breaks.

The next week you had your own friend group, made up of the ones nobody wanted to talk to or play with. Screw the rest, as long as you had each other nothing could go wrong.

You were invited to their houses and ate with their families, you did your homework with them and played chase after school.

It was like your childhood was back to normal, it was like every child should grow up however your mom was still missing. And she always would. That was just the harsh and cruel reality.

But you would deal with it. You would be strong just like her. You never saw her cry even once, even after you knew that your dad died way before you were born. She had been through so much as well, the full extent wasn´t known to you just yet but that was why she was your hero.

She was like a wall, protecting you from the world, your biggest role model.

One day you were assigned project partners, that was when you first came into real contact with Mikey.

He invited you to his and there you also met his brother. From the get go you could tell that Mikey admired him, just like you did your mom.

Maybe he wasn´t so far away as you thought after all. He was just a kid like you, chasing his brother´s dreams and legacy just like you did with your mother.

Mikey was nice to you, smiling and doing your project together with you instead of letting you do all the work and riding with his guys like you thought he would.

Maybe not all people were bad, maybe not everyone was like they seemed.

You liked that he had a spark in his eyes, something that was clearly missing from yours.

“You should play with us sometime, I can introduce you to my friends tomorrow” he smiled and you said you were looking forward to it. You would bring your friends as well.

So you decided to play soccer together the next day. It was nice. Making plans and friends, enjoying life. This was how it was supposed to be.

“You´re her daughter, aren´t you?” Shinichiro asked you as you were about to leave. You were confused but also hopeful. He knew your mom?

That night you stayed over at Mikey´s house and learned a bit more about your mom´s business.

The Black Dragons were affiliated with the Valkyries, helping each other out and learning a lot from the organization that was senior to theirs.

He didn´t tell you everything, telling you to ask the other former gang members about the past and history of the organization since it wasn´t his place.

“I really looked up to her, you know? Your mom was amazing… she´s the kind of delinquent that I want to be. Fighting for justice and being free.” he had a longing tone in his voice and Mikey listened attentively as well.

He loved hearing the stories his brother told him and you could understand why. Shinichiro was amazing too. You felt welcome at their home, it was nice knowing more people understood.

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[laurentspup]

Hey um….imma need you to pls continue that fic concept you had about Damen being a single father and that baby thinking Laurent is Jokaste and they spend the day at the theme park and then Damen asks him out on a date at the end of the day—-ITS SO GOOD

I beg ye 😭🙏🏼🍑♥️

oohh anon i am planning to write that fic in the future!! hopefully during thanksgiving break because i have a week off my school and job T-T so i wanna take a crack at thus fic bcs it’s running in my mind right now calling me mama like the toddler with laurent hehe c:

here’s a few more bullet points about it tho!!!

- the toddler ((i’m thinking right now might change still)) is a baby girl and i might have used “he” in the original post bcs i change my mind all the time and i just decided that i want the idea of damen tying his daughter’s hair in pigtails or braids, wearing princess dresses with her, and having tea parties with her so yeah she’s a girl for now. he would still definitely do this with his son if his son wanted but imagine damen as a girl dad!!

- also please imagine laurent and damen and the baby waiting in the princess line because this theme park has princess lines and honestly it’s disneyland. they’re at disneyland

- damen and laurent and the toddler with MATCHING MICKEY EARS T-T

- laurent is the sweetest, kindest, greatest man in this fic. no past abuse nothing!! he was loved and pampered by hennike and auguste and aleron like he deserved. and he got to grow up sweet and bookish and still witty and bitchy c:

- with that said, he definitely judged damen tho for being negligent with his child, but when he saw the untied shoelaces and this dad with two bags running after his child all worried, he couldn’t help but think oh no he’s not negligent he’s just a stressed single dad 

- one of the replies said bcs damen has untied shoelaces, he faceplants in front of laurent AND I DEFINITELY AGREE WITH THAT HE SHOULD FALL FOR LAURENT LITERALLY THAT IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE TROPES so thank you for the person who replied with that idea!!!!

- damen brought a stroller but his baby girl hates riding it, so he parked it somewhere and he’s lugging around a backpack and a baby bag. and bcs laurent sees this, he insists to carry the toddler the whole day they’re together because the toddler won’t let him go anyway and refuses to come back to damen haha. still, damen keeps telling laurent if he’s tired just let the baby walk or ride in the stroller or let him carry her but laurent is 100% a-ok with carrying the baby bcs he’s a softie and the baby doesnt wanna let him go even after they explained laurent is not her mom, she still LOVES HIM!!!!

- and not just the baby, even auguste’s three children (plus nicaise he’s alive too!!!) LOVES laurent who’s the cool and fun uncle but they make fun of him for hating the adrenaline inducing rides. but still they enjoy his company and this is a fic where everybody loves laurent i am making it law.

- lil side not about jokast and damen’s relationship: the baby misses jokaste very much but she’s been gone for a month for her work which includes traveling a lot. she and damen are friends still and the reason damen has full custody is bcs jokaste doesn’t want that responsibility yet and loves her job too much and all the opportunities and damen’s like, go live your dreams. my dream is this baby now. so u know?????? T-T

- okay back to the theme park, the whole day damen and laurent and baby ride the chill rides like teacup (half chill, laurent hates it so does the baby but damen is laughing the whole time. baby pukes on damen tho, not laurent. laurent laughs then.)

- then they ride the boat rides with the sceneries like storybook land. and laurent is pointing the cute little houses to the baby girl and telling all sorts of stories and damen is staring at them and taking pictures w/ laurent’s permission and the whole time damen is just thinking “wow i want to marry this man even tho i just met him”

- OF COURSE THERE IS A PARADE AND FIREWORKS!!!!! since damen and laurent and baby have already exhausted all the twelve rides they’re allowed in, they find a good spot and wait there for four hours because that’s how it is in disneyland if you want a good spot gotta reserve it early. that’s when damen and laurent Have A Conversation tho and Fall for each other HARDER !!! all the while laurent is putting the baby to sleep T-T

- damen, even tho it is unsafe and stupid, leaves the baby with laurent to grab them food. and he knows it’s crazy to just leave his baby with this man he’s only met today but like... he’s given laurent all his heart and trust already he knows his baby is safe with him. okay and also bcs theyre in his line of sight when he bought the food bcs you know i still want him to be rational lol

- anyway auguste and family join them later during the parade and gets introduced to damen and he gives laurent the Look because DAMEN IS LAURENT’S TYPE TOO OKAY and laurent is like shut up i am here for the baby but is he really hmm

- so the parade and fireworks start AND WHEN I TELL YOU THE WHOLE TIME DAMEN IS JUST WATCHING LAURENT AND HIS DAUGHTER INSTEAD OF THE SPECTACULAR SHOW BECAUSE FOR DAMEN THEY ARE THE VIEW !!!!!!!!!

- and that whole time the mulan scene is in damen’s mind you know the “do you want to stay for dinner/do you want to stay forever” yeah he’s fallen Bad

- the fireworks end, auguste and fam and laurent actually invite damen for dinner first and they all eat together. and the tired baby girl sleeps in laurent’s arms so it was easy for damen to take her back so they can go home with less tears. and this is when damen gets laurent’s number and asks him to a dinner. again. in the future.

- and laurent agrees. 

- this might be a two part series or three but this is all i have for now aaaahhhh

hope you like this. and i know maybe if i just started the draft now i wouldve been done already but LOL 

#asks #single dad damen au #Captive Prince #lamen #modern lamen #modern lamen au #damen #laurent #damen x laurent #laurent x damen