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debb987 · 1 year
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TEB Raph for the entire TMNT au competition: If not my little brother, then why brother shaped???? Checkmate, losers. *adopts another set* *and another* *and ano-
WHEEZE 🤣🤣🤣 yes, exactly, that's exactly his logic.
If you not little brother then why you small and brother shaped, huh?? Why you so huggable and easy to carry HUH?? Make it make sense to Raph— oh no, you can't, because you ARE my little brother! *Picks them up by the shell like kittens, adds them to the growing collection*
Rad's fam sure keeps growing 💗😂 the amount of weapons he is confiscating is insane and slightly concerning 👀 the trail of Splinters 🐀 following him because those are his sons, actually, it's also steadily growing 🐀 🐁 🐀🐁🐀🐁
@kittynomore look and laugh, cause you're the main reason Rad is kidnapping getting new little brothers left and right 🤣
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Tolkien Family Week, Day 3: Extended Family (aka Éomer's substitute dads)
It’s Day 3 of @tolkienfamilyweek and we’re still in Rohan! As usual, I’m thinking about my guy, Éomer. In my head canon, his father-in-law is Elfhelm, the marshal of the Mark most famous for looking the other way when Éowyn and Merry join his éored and ride to war in Gondor. I have a lot of affection for Elfhelm even though his role in the canon is pretty small, and he appears in my work semi-regularly. 
In this case, I found myself thinking a lot about what it means to Éomer to have other father figures in his life, given that his own father died when he was so young, and Elfhelm would obviously be a major one (reminder, in my HC Éomer grew up best friends with Elfhelm’s daughter, who he later married. So Elfhelm had been in Éomer’s life for a long time both as unofficial and official extended family). The context/setting is a time shortly after the war of the ring, as the armies of Rohan are preparing to ride out once again in support of Gondor, this time to help Elessar rid Middle Earth of the evils remaining after the fall of Sauron.
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Éomer heard Elfhelm before he saw him. The stomping feet, the angry shouting as those feet approached his office. By the time the door flew open to reveal his father-in-law in all of his displeasure, Éomer was already up and out from behind his desk, ready to address the outburst that was clearly coming. 
“Éomer! Have you heard this nonsense from Hildred?” Hildred was Éomer’s closest military advisor, and he had recently issued new duty assignments for each of the marshals. “Commander of the home forces? I am supposed to stay here and babysit Edoras while someone else takes my men out on your campaign with King Elessar?”
Éomer would not have allowed any other man in Rohan to storm in like this, unannounced and raging, but Elfhelm was no average Rohirrim. He had a claim on Éomer’s affections that no other living man could best, and Éomer was prepared to accept much from Elfhelm that he would not tolerate in others. He tried now to steer the older man to a chair. 
“I have spoken with Hildred,” Éomer said. “And I understand why you are angry. Please, sit. Let us talk this through.” 
Elfhelm threw himself into the nearest chair, but no sooner had his back hit the cushion than he sprang back up to pace angrily across the room. “I’ve been a marshal of the Mark since most of you were still schoolboys. Since that time, I’ve killed more orcs than just about anyone else in Rohan, not to mention Dunlendings or Haradrim or whoever else needed to be dealt with. And I’m every bit as strong now at sixty as I was at twenty.” He stopped in front of Éomer and poked a finger in his chest. “You could ask those fools at Helm’s Deep or outside Minas Tirith whether I’ve gone soft with age. But they couldn’t tell you, because they’re already buried in a mound somewhere with bodies full of holes from my sword!” He stomped a foot for emphasis before resuming his angry steps. 
Éomer sighed and rubbed a hand across his face. To see Elfhelm in such a mood was a vanishingly rare occurrence. Ordinarily, he was almost unnaturally cheerful. He could maintain a happy countenance and a lighthearted spirit through the most appalling conditions, and he lost his desire to trade stories, gossip or groan-inducing jokes only while in the heat of preparations for battle. His gregarious, easygoing nature made him enormously popular with soldiers and civilians alike, but there was little sign of that nature now. 
“Everyone in Rohan has nothing but the deepest respect for you as a soldier.” Éomer tried to find a calming tone that would not be heard as patronizing. “We would all trust you with our lives on a battlefield, without hesitation. Believe me, no one doubts your capabilities.”
Elfhelm wheeled around on his heel. “Hildred must have such doubts, or that order would never have been given. Unless it is not that he thinks me incapable of leading my men but simply that he does not want me to anymore. And, frankly, that is not any better. After all, who is Hildred to make such a decision?”
Éomer grimaced and shook his head. “This has nothing to do with Hildred.” He put a hand on Elfhelm’s arm. “Please sit down, and let us talk calmly. Are you not always the one telling me to keep my head and control my temper?”
Elfhelm huffed in grudging acknowledgement of his own advice. He sat, as requested, but remained perched on the edge of the seat as though to be comfortable would be too much of a concession. He folded his arms and glared out ahead of himself. “Alright. I am sitting.”
Éomer cleared his throat and looked down at his feet. “As I said, this has nothing to do with 
Hildred.” He toed at a crack in the stone floor. “Hildred issued the duty assignments, but he is not the one who devised them. I did.” He looked up. ”I’m the one who wants you to stay in Edoras.”
Elfhelm’s mouth dropped open slightly. “You? You are the one who wants to put me out to pasture like an old stallion who is past his prime? To be stared at and pitied by all the younger studs?”
“Hold on, that is not—“
“‘Oh look, there’s old Elfhelm,’ they’ll all say. ‘Remember when he was once a formidable soldier? How times have changed’.”
“If you will just please allow me—“
Éomer’s attempts to break in went entirely unheeded as Elfhelm instead picked up speed and volume while he continued.
“I have been nothing but good to you since the day you first showed up at my house, a skinny, sad, scared little boy who found comfort and happiness in the friendship of my daughter. A lot of fathers around these parts would have shown you the door right away, you know. They would have thought such a close relationship between a boy and a girl could lead to nothing but trouble. But I welcomed you in. You’ve eaten more meals at my family table than I can count. We’ve celebrated with you, and we’ve grieved with you. We’ve watched you grow and taken pride in what you’ve done and what you’ve become. I didn’t need you to marry Mereliss in order to feel like you were my own son. I had already long since started to think of you that way. But despite all of that, now you would humiliate me like this?”
Exasperated, Éomer jumped to his feet, desperate to get in a word of response. “Enough!” he thundered. When Elfhelm went quiet, Éomer dropped the volume of his own voice and sat down again. He had an almost pleading look in his eye. “Don’t you see? All of that—everything you just said—is precisely why I don’t want you to go off to battle again. You are like a father to me, and I have lost enough fathers already!”
A stunned silence enveloped the room as Elfhelm stared at him, trying to process another unexpected revelation. “You…you are worried for my safety?”
Éomer dashed a hand across his eyes as though to fend off tears. “Of course I am. I was only eleven when my father was killed. He was my hero, and I didn’t think I would ever manage his loss. But then Théoden took us in, and he gave us not just shelter and food but stability and affection and pride. And Théodred took me under his wing, teaching me how to be the kind of man that he was… how to ride and fight, how to make and keep a commitment, how to treat others with respect and kindness. And you gave me a home away from home, a place that I could always go for support and advice and comfort. I always felt welcome in your house, even when Mereliss was not there. And so, against all of my expectations, I found other fathers, not to replace the one I lost but to fill in for him and give me what he no longer could. And now…” He broke off as his voice cracked, and he took a deep breath before continuing. “Now you’re the only one left. And so, yes, I wanted you to take on a safer role, and perhaps that was selfish of me. But I only hoped to make sure that I could keep you for as long as possible. I am sorry.” He dropped his head.
Every hint of anger left Elfhelm’s body in an instant. He looked on Éomer’s slumped form and saw once again the young, vulnerable child who had first come into his life so many years ago. And he knew that protecting that child, who still existed inside the strong, tall body of the man in this chair, was far more important to him than the glory or excitement of yet another battle. He wanted nothing more than to make that child feel loved and secure. 
“Oh, Éomer, my boy. I’m the one who is sorry. I leapt to all the wrong conclusions.” He rose and pulled Éomer to his feet, wrapping him in a tight embrace. When he released him at last, he left a hand on Éomer’s shoulder. “Can you forgive me for my harsh words?”
“If you will forgive me for putting you in this position,” said Éomer. “It is not fair to make you choose between your family and your pride.”
“Oh, to hell with pride. I’ve won enough battles in this lifetime to be a proud soldier already. Now I can be proud just to be the sort of man that the king of Rohan wants to keep around.” He dropped back into his chair, the jovial glint returned to his eye once again, and propped his feet up on a nearby side table, ready to settle in for a long stay. 
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rwrbficrecs · 8 months
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hey, i was wondering if you know fics where henry meets alex's extended family or viceversa
thanks!
Hi! Here’s a few - though if we come across anymore I’ll update this post ❤️
all that glitters (is not gold) by @indomitable-love (chapters 3 & 15) Déjame Ver Cómo Es Que Floreces by @14carrotghoul Give 'em hell by th0ughts
Bonus recs: (mostly I just wanted to include these two hilarious fics featuring Alex’s Abuela 😂) Happy Birthday, Abuela Ilona by @historicallysam Ilona Diaz: Certified Matchmaker by @historicallysam Wedding Talk by maritinkerbell (not meeting extended family but there is talk of them!) Huge thanks to my lovely team of volunteers for helping collect these recs ❤️ If you’d like to help out too, check out the Volunteers Page 🥰
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merrycrisis-if · 9 months
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Hey! Will we meet Rui Lin or any other members of the family again? I love their shenanigans, honestly :") It would be cool one last interaction before MC returns to NY ( if they return at all, lol
Oh, great question!
To avoid any big spoilers I will just say: YES!
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The only Republican in my entire extended family is my Cuban cousin on my dad's side who bought into the American Dream. She goes to Disney World two or three times a year, she works with someone who works with someone who has access to Ron DeSantis's inner circle, she has 2½ kids and lives in an HOA-approved-pastel McMansion with a two car garage and a big lawn and a white picket fence in Suburbia, USA, and she goes to an evangelical baptist church every Sunday. She hasn't spoken to the rest of my family in years because we made the mistake of being poor and having disabilities; she won't fraternize with the riff raff. She's the daughter of an immigrant, but she's white on the inside, the 30-something poster children of what One of the Good Ones™ should look like in the eyes of conservatives.
Meanwhile, my mom's entire family are white southern protestants, born and raised, so you'd think they'd be even crazier, but they all range from Clinton-worshiping liberals to LGBT anarcho-communists. One of my cousins married a doctor whose parents are hardcore Catholics, but he seems pretty well adjusted (his parents threatened to boycott the wedding when they told them they would both be taking a hyphenated last name). We all live in the far corners of the country, so we only meet up for reunions once every four or five years, but we never have any political or religious arguments. We're an okay bunch, all things considered.
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healthyfitprincess · 7 months
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The worst part about going through a break up with someone you spent so long with… is losing their family, too. Her mom, aunts, uncles, nieces, nephews that I’ve spent the last 10 years loving, they aren’t my family anymore.
As someone who doesn’t have a real family of my own, this part hurts almost more than losing her.
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match-your-steps · 6 days
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the sudden memory of that time when I was like 13 and I explained fanfiction and how to search for certain pairings to my second cousin who I only knew through email???? not only that but my example ship was drarry, and I think I've read the same number of drarry fics as I have big chungus x reader fics, which is to say one (1) of them. what WAS that
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und8e2ff · 10 months
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When it comes to writing family dynamics, can we PLEASE see more than just sibling dynamics and parent-child dynamics?
I love to see them, I really do, but are yall familiar with the concept of extended family?
Not just the concept, but THE REALITY ITSELF?
I'm an only child but I grew up in a multi-generational household.
a POOR multi-generational household
I had to share rooms (I didn't always have an actual room), clothes, belongings, etc. until I was about 17.
And that was purely because everyone was getting older and finally moving out to do their own thing.
nah, like that place really had anywhere between 7-10+ people in it at any given time-
FAMILIAL LOVE EXISTS OUTSIDE THE IMMEDIATE FAMILY
Close but not necessarily sibling-like relationships exist between extended family members, especially when they live under the same roof, share the same room, sometimes the same bed, play games together, Borrow™ each other's stuff (it was literally just sitting there. you wasn't mad until I started using it-), and the like.
Representation has progressed a lot and while I know multi-generational households aren't all that common in the US, I want to see more stories with these kinds of families.
I adore found family. I understand found family has a lot of dynamics that cannot be cleanly or clearly defined like they can in blood-related families, but I'm not talking about that right now.
I'm also not talking about stories with extended family where them mfs canNOT STAND each other. The evil aunts, mean step-parents, weird uncles, etc.
I would really like to see more stories of extended families living together. As in they're actually close and actually getting along with less of the... idk how to say it, "tribal division" where instead of being an extra-large family, it's just a bunch of small families stuck together for one reason or the other who only really give af about their own?
Maybe I'm not running in the right content circles but most times when I see extended family in media, it's either a one-off, they're passively mentioned, they did something off-screen, or they're an antagonist if not THEE antagonist?
idk man, just-
Like, "Oh cool. You have the standard nuclear family going on. What room is Aunt Tabitha and her daughter Dolores staying in?" Or, "Hey, you're a single parent? Let's write you living with your sibling or even a cousin of yours that's also a single parent."
Let's have that with little to none of the, "But the extended fam is annoying and cruel and evil and they're the problem in the whole story."
nah, liek... The whole family -THEE. WHOLE. FAMILY.- can get along and the problem can be outside of them, NOT them.
I'm bothered.
In closing...
bro- I canNOT TELL YOU the amount of times mfs be havin sad backstories where they're orphaned and all alone but they literally come from a rich, well-connected background and I'm wonderin where tf lil dude's cousins and grandparents is at- LIEK- I KNOW YOU HAVE LIKE 7 SISTERS ALL MARRIED OFF TO RICH DUKES IN FOREIGN LANDS AND SHIT. HOW ARE YOU THIS FUCKING ALONE MY DUDE- ACTUALLY WHY??? WHERE TF GRAM GRAM AT- TAKE AN ANCESTRY TEST AND FIND SOMEBODY- LITERALLY ANYBODY
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not-your-pussikat · 8 months
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Ellie Pirelli and her BRF
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See, @kittypatch? Bitchy Resting Face. 😂
Bonus pic (my all-time fave):
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tattoorue · 2 years
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Lis, would you be willing to share what it was like for you after you received the news of Gaia’s injury? I imagine it was a very emotional time for the family.
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LIS: So..Yeah. An emotional time for sure. But..we seem past the worst of it.
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formulalfc · 4 months
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christmas making me realise how much i dislike my extended family
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ebonylark · 6 months
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I made a discord server this year because I Cannot Even anymore with two tiny humans, three families, and five different social media platforms including group texts.
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humormehorny · 1 year
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Ok genuine question for the polyamorous among us. How do parents work? Like do parents kind of adopt the polycule? What if it’s like one of the members is at the end does only the most direct polycule person get to be the child-in-law status.
How do you extrapolate extended family onto three polycule?
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