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dcxdpdabbles · 2 months
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I have this idea for a post but I feel like you would do it justice.
Basically, Danny is yeeted through a dimensional portal and reincarnated as the clone son of Tim and Connor(from when Tim cloned Connor during his death). This little shit wakes up after that, when Connor has already been found, as a six year old gremlin with a need for chaos.
Que pranks!
I don’t have much more than that so I will leave this in your capable hands.
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"Master Bruce, if I have to remind you to fix your tie one more time, Gotham will be without its protecter for many months to come!" Alfred snapped - actually snapped - from where he was attempting to reorganize the entirey of the Emberald Sitting room.
Right now, he moved all the furniture and all the wall directions. He was just adding some tastefully done flower pots to make the place look inviting but also regal.
It had been six hours, and from the looks of it, Alfred had not found the balance he desperately wanted. He started over four times. His patience was all but gone.
Bruce's hands snap to his tie, scrambling to get it set just right. He moves it only slightly to the left - not making much difference - with a nervous smile. Alfred's teeth snap shut with a click, and his eyes blaze with frustrated rage as he rounds the coffee table toward the billionaire.
Bruce looks to be holding back a scream.
Dick winces, sinking into his chair lest the aged Butler turns his ire onto him. He knows why this evening has to be just right. Especially to Alfred, but gosh, he could not handle how terrifying the butler could be.
It's just for one dinner and one evening. Dick tells himself. Once Alfred can finally say he married one of us off, things will return to normal.
"Honestly! If you didn't walk around looking like an unkeept vagabond all the time, maybe there would be a Lady of the House by now!" Alfred sneered at a pale-looking Bruce.
Or maybe Timmy bringing Kon over to announce their engagement means Alfred will try to marry the rest of us off harder. Dick despairs as Bruce endures another tongue-lashing. He wants to go help, but if he moves even an inch from his seat, Alfred might realize Dick is still in the room.
He can't afford to anger the beast any further.
"And you, Master Dick!" Alfred suddenly rounds on Dick, pointing one long finger into his face, with narrowed eyes and the grim reaper at his shoulder. Oh, dear.
Thankfully, that's when the doorbell rings. At once, Alfred's face clears into an excited smile. "They're here! I'll let them in right away; you lads, gather the rest of the family. And remember, we must make a great impression! Tonight is the night we invite Mister Kon into the family!"
The butler doesn't quite skip out of the room, but the bristle walking with a chipper head turning is the close that Dick has ever seen him do.
"I'm so happy for Tim." Bruce mutters,"but I can not handle any more reminders that I haven't had a spouse."
"Tell me about it," Dick sighs, following after his father into the hallway and down to the dining hall. He can distantly hear Alfred opening the door and greeting the two. "A hour ago, he made seven passive agressive reminders that Tamaraneans propse with a dinner and a mock battle. Seven. I mean, how does he even know what Tamaraneans do when courting?"
"It's Alfred." Bruce tells him, taking a seat at the head of the table. Dick sits in the chair to his right as the oldest and First Heir- considering the reply. It makes sense.
Damian, Cass, and Duke walk in, not even a moment later. All are dressed better than any gala Bruce could have dragged them off, too. He is rather impressed that Damian is a red suit that makes even Bruce pale in comparison. Then again, he is the only one besides Alfred who has an eye for such things.
"Has he already proposed, or is he doing it at dinner table and were all supposed to act supirse?" Duke asks while sitting down. "I want to know what kind of face I should have prepared"
"The clone has asked Father for his blessing in his courtship with Timothy. He knew we would have figured out his plans when that blunder. It is no surprise." Damian huffs. Dick knows he's just upset that his big brother is going to get married and move out soon. He's adorable when he's territorial.
"I can confirm that Kon hasn't asked yet." Steph announces, strutting into the room in all her purple gown glory. Behind her, the Row sbilings wander in with matching celtic blue suits, making Dick grin. It's always nice to see people appreciate the best color. "Tim isn't the type of person to not show off his ring whenever he has a chance."
"I've always wanted to see a real-life popersoal!" Jarro gasps, flying into the room with his own little suit on. It's a nice black with green undertones just like Bruce's.
He lands in the miniature chair with a dinner dining set Alfred had special ordered for him.
It sits on top of where a regular dining set usually is, always the second chair on Bruce's left, because he is literally the favorite. Bruce denies it, but they all see the tender smile he throws the floating star.
The Wayne kids know. Jarro is too precious and hilarious, so none of them mind that he's the favorite. In fact, Dick has half the mind that he's the favorite of the majority of the family.
Jason leans over to pat Jarro's head, grinning when the little starfish swears. He adores when the kid randomly curses out of Aldred's hearing range.
"Shh, they're coming!" Cullen says from where he was lingering by the door, hoping to see Tim and Kon. He always looked up to the older boys as someone who had been forced into the closet for his own protection.
Seeing people like him helped ease the fear, and Dick feels his smile wideing when Cullen scrambles back to his seat. He's so excited he's practically in the Speed Force.
Alfred opens the door first, stepping to the side to allow the guest to enter first. Dick feels himself sit up straighter, the moment really setting in, Kon is going to propose to his younger brother.
His little Timmy is growing up-
"Wow, this place is big!" A child says, running into the room. Who the heck is he? "It's amazing, Dad!"
"Slow down. You don't want to fall." Tim laughs, rubbing the stranger's hair with a soft smile.
"It's okay, Dad. I'm strong!" The boy flexes his tiny arms. Tim laughs again as Kon crouches down to the little boy's height.
"Woah! Look at all those musceles. You're going to help me protect your dad, son?"
"Yeah Pa, I'll be the strongest super or robin ever!"
"Tim? Who might this lovely chum be?" Bruce cuts in, voice slightly strained. No one calls him out on it since they are staring wide eye at the tiny little boy who looks like an exact copy of Tim at age five.
Dick knows because he was one of the few in the Wayne's who saw Tim at that age. He's practically a clone to oh no.
Dick thinks he's having a heart attack.
Tim looks up at them before a brillient glowing smile breaks across his face. "Everyone, Kon and I have an announcement to make!"
Kon wraps an arm around his waist, sending adoring looks to man in his arms before they both hold up their left hand.
There are twin silver bands on both of their fingers. "We got married in Las Vegas, and we have a son! I like you all to meet Danny Drake-Kent! I made him when I thought Kon was dead."
"I am Danny, clone of Kon-el and Tim Drake. Fear me if you dare!" His voice squeaks. Squeaks.
Scratch that, Dick knows he's having a heart attack.
You can hear a pin drop in the silence his announcement cause, as Danny puffs up his chest and floats a few inches off the grown.
Oh, great heavens, Dick is an uncle.
"A fellow clone, son!" Jarro cheers from his little table. He slams two of his star points on the table to a beat that he speaks to. "One of us. One of us."
Danny's blue eyes land on the star fish and widen. He raises both arms into the air chanting back. "One of us. One of us. One of us!"
"It's awesome is what it is!" Steph cries, jumping up from her seat. "Hi, Danny! I'm you, Auntie Steph! I'm the cool one."
"Isn't this lovely? Master Tim not only has a husband but a child as well. Unlike some Masters." Aldred doesn't quite glare at Bruce, but he doesn't have to. The Waynes know who he means as Bruce wince.
Danny pauses in his chanting to look her up and down, staring pointily at her plum colored dress before humming. "That's a bold statement for an eggplant."
Steph gapes at him as Tim roars with laughter.
Oh, Dick is going to love this kid. He leaves his seat, trying to get to his nephew as the rest of the family attempts to do the same. Damain makes alarming threats to Kon, letting him know he would easily take him out if he detects a hint of mistreatment to his brother and new nephew.
The Waynes act like they can't hear the threat because they all have their own versions of the shovel talk prepared. They just have to get the clone alone.
It's a nice dinner.
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xblackreader · 2 months
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SydCarmy Meets The Family <3
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>>> The thought of Carmy being introduced to Sydney’s tons of Nigerian Aunties and Uncles is very humorous to me.
“And Here he is! I brought you my boyfriend, Carmen finally. So everyone leave me alone about it.” Sydney starts, once she has hugged everyone.
The ‘Please go easy on my white man’ is silent but they nod. Raising up to shake his hand and her littlest clingy cousin who greets her, stares him down like he’s an alien.
He sticks out like a blonde haired blue eyed sore thumb, but once he’s been greeted and given a general threatening message via all her uncles (in tight jeans and sandals, which lightens the threats) he is told to put down the things they brought in the kitchen.
“Nice firm handshake.” He hears an uncle comment as he leaves and he is elated. It’s small but it’s approval!
Once in the kitchen, the auntie’s crowd to greet him with hugs and get distracted seeing him for the first time, squeezing his muscles and touching his hair.
“Eh… nwa ocha ya di short mana sara mbara…”
“Ma o nwere big muscles!
“No! Yana min kyau! Cute!”
Carmy: “Uh, do… do they like me?”
Sydney: “Oh, they love you. They’re plotting to steal you away from me.”
“Big nose too!”
Carmy: “well… okay, that was English.”
Little cousin, David, walks up to Carmen as he chops vegetables. Pulling a little stool over and standing at his side, wordlessly. He stares first at Carmen himself then the vegetables the white man cuts so effortlessly. Little sticky fingers rise and reach for the knife and Carmen just laughs as he attempts to pry it from much larger stronger hands.
“Can I see?” David asks, confused on why his big cousins boyfriends thinks he’s so funny.
“Unfortunately, this is a knife. Too heavy and sharp for you to use.”
David is heavily offended that he is being underestimated. “I can chop! I chop for Mama everyday!”
“David!” He heard said Mama begins to scold him, “You raise your voice at guests?” David begins to tear up.
“Not at all, Auntie.” Carmen inserts, David cut off from his whine. “He’s just asking if he can help me cut vegetables. I didn’t know he had experience.”
David’s mother melts immediately and confirms that yes, David does chop carrots and garlic for her. “Oh, He’s very smart! Knows how to hold it and everything!”
So Carmen lets David help him ‘chop chop’ keeping a steady hand in his as the little boy is taught new techniques and tricks.
By day’s end, he is smitten with his new weird looking older cousin and makes it plain by crying when it’s time to part. Sydney is so proud that she lets him parade around as the new favorite cousin.
>> And Sydney meeting a couple other “less-than-woke” Berzattos? Older Italian people setting eyes on their introverted little nephew’s girlfriend?
“Che bellezza!” A drunk uncle of his screams almost immediately before Carmen can get her name out.
“Gambe piuttosto lunghe… You guys will have such cute babies!”
“Oh, mixed babies are the cutest!” Donna throws in.
“Ma…” Carmy warns.
“Oh, you’re so WOKE, Carmen. Chill out! She’s givin’ her a compliment!” His Uncle says before turning back to the game.
“Ya mother’s right, Carmen! See, my sista has the cutest little grandchildren! Remember little Joey, Carmen? He went and found himself a black girl too!”
Carmy: “Okay, Aunt Glo, thank you. Can we move o-“
“And they have just beautiful little caramel children! And their hair! Ugh! Ricci e belli!”
Sydney is just nodding and trying not to laugh at how mortified Carmy is. He looks over to her in apology, but none of these comments are particularly too inappropriate and they mean well.
“But she’s skinny…”
“Skin and bones! Let’s feed her then, come with me, sweetheart!”
Sydney: “O-oh, uh…” but her hand is captured and she’s being led into the kitchen to be fed by hand.
She tosses a help look to Carmy and he shrugs with a small smile.
“Hopefully this’ll make your hips wider… The Berzattos have large heads when they’re babies, unfortunately.”
Carmy: “Ma! Cut the baby talk!”
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mottemort · 1 month
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A good boy, Jason and Slade
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allwaswell16 · 1 month
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A fic rec of One Direction fics in which one or both of the main characters meeting the family plays an important role in the fic as requested in this ask. If you enjoy the fics, please leave kudos and comments for the writers! You can find my other fic recs here. Happy reading!
- Louis/Harry -
🍍 Darling, so it goes by @disgruntledkittenface
(E, 195k, Grace Kelly au) Harry Styles is a world-famous actor at the height of his career but a personal low point when he meets His Serene Highness Prince Louis of Monaco by chance. He doesn’t think they’ll ever see each other again, but after striking up a correspondence, it turns out they have more in common than he thought. 
🍍 Like a Bullet in the Dark by @vurdoc
(E, 99k, Will and Kate au) Prince Harold Edward Styles Lancaster is second in line to the throne of Great Britain. He is also your average Uni student- or he tries to be, anyway.
🍍 Let Our Hearts Collide by @crinkle-eyed-boo
(M, 76k, While You Were Sleeping au) When Harry, a lonely transit worker, saves the life of the handsome commuter he's been secretly pining for, an innocent mistake results in Liam Payne's family believing that Harry is engaged to their son. In the Paynes, Harry finds the big family he's always longed for...and a love he never saw coming.
🍍 Them Butterflies by momentofclarity / @gaycousinlarry
(E, 68k, falling in love) This is the extraordinarily ordinary AU where Harry falls in love for the first time and Louis learns how to fall in love all over again.
🍍 Brasswood Boys by Tomlinsontoes / @pianolouis
(M, 59k, royal) the one where Harry doesn't realize his boyfriend is a prince until he takes a "royal soulmate" quiz online and has to decide if he wants to pack up his life and try to fit in with royals.
🍍 take my hand (my whole life too) by beckywritesthings / @beckydoesthings
(E, 43k, royal) a Crazy Rich Asians AU with a royal twist where Harry is a prince, Louis is most definitely not, and there’s a royal wedding to attend.
🍍 The Happiest Season by @sadaveniren
(E, 37k, movie au) “You’re going to spend Christmas - and your birthday - with his homophobic WASP parents? That’s gonna be hell.”
🍍 If I Stay by Rearviewdreamer / @all-these-larrythings
(M, 37k, A Walk in the Clouds au) Harry and Louis agree to a temporary arrangement that Harry can't seem to walk away from no matter how many times he tries.
🍍 I Keep Looking For Magic by @lululawrence
(NR, 36k, Christmas) Harry cannot go home alone when he had promised to bring a significant other again. This leaves him with little choice but to find someone to pretend they are his fiance.
🍍 Find You Home by @kingsofeverything
(E, 35k, fake relationship) When Louis lies to his family and says he’ll bring his new boyfriend home for Christmas, his best friend and roommate Harry agrees to play the part. It’s that, or be left alone over the holidays.
🍍 I Just Want You to Stay by @sadaveniren
(E, 34k, omegaverse) Louis and Harry have been roommates for four years, comfortable in their routine and their relationship. But all of that is about to change.
🍍 From the Start by @allwaswell16
(E, 32k, fake relationship) Louis has no idea that one act of kindness will cause his life to spiral out of control. But that's what happens when his new friend fake proposes to him and a video of it goes viral.
🍍 my kingdom for a kiss (tonight you're on my mind) by @leighbot
(E, 30k, royal) the one where Zayn and Louis make a friendly wager and it goes too far, Harry's a baker with a heart of gold and really great hair, Liam is an overworked PA who just wants to enjoy his holiday and Niall is completely at ease, as always. An accidentally married AU mixed with a splash of modern royalty.
🍍 Turn and face the strange by orphan_account
(E, 26k, royal) the one where Harry is going to be King, Louis can't handle it like he thinks, Zayn is finally happy, Liam's a massive geek and Niall's marrying a princess.
🍍 What Side Of Love Are You On? by @fallinglikethis
(T, 25k, movie au) Ever since Harry finally made the decision to come out to his mother as bisexual, she’s been foisting women on him left and right, determined it’s just a phase. But when she puts out a personal ad to find the perfect partner for her son, things really get complicated. 
🍍 bring out feelings in me i never show by orphan_account
(M, 24k, fake relationship) Louis accidentally hires a felon to be his fake boyfriend for Thanksgiving. Or, the fake boyfriends au no one asked for
- Rare Pairs -
🍍 It's simple and it goes like this by yourlionheartx / @djtommotomlinson
(G, 3k, Zayn/Liam) Liam and Zayn have been fake dating for almost a year to get their parents off their backs. Liam’s a closeted lesbian and Zayn’s a trans woman who is also not out to her parents. It seems like the perfect plan to give them both some peace, until feelings get involved.
🍍 Fine Line by LadyAJ_13 / @ladyaj-13
(G, 1k, Louis/Nick Grimshaw) Telling his family was always going to be a big deal, but doing it alone was a sacrifice he could make. He never thought they’d fall about laughing.
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What a wonderful library! I’ve been having a hard time finding good stories for these two fools.
I was wondering if you had any recommendations for fics that have family aspects? Like meeting the family type fic?
Thank you so much for this blog, it’s definitely a must have for fic readers.
Hi lovely anon, thank you so much! We hope we can make it much easier for you!
Yes, we got you! Here are some suggestions for you:
Menace by chenziee (T)
After finding out their sweet, innocent little brother is dating the creepy, dark, and mean Surgeon of Death, pure, honest dread descended upon Sabo and Ace. Someone was going to suffer in this relationship. And it sure as hell wasn't going to be Luffy.
All I want by betsib (G)
Luffy invites Law to spend Christmas with him and his brothers. Written for Truffyfest Secret Santa 2023
Calendars for the Doctor by Raiya (T)
„Ah, I almost forgot. Here that’s for you, Merry Christmas.“ Luffy grinned broadly and handed a flat, wrapped gift to him. It felt like a magazine. „We made that for work actually but each of us got a special one, Iva said we should give it to our special person, and with you saving my life and us becoming friends I thought it would be you for me right?“
Grandfather's love by chenziee (G)
"Why didn’t you tell us who your grandfather was?” For years, Law's lived his life alone without a family, only accompanied by his friends and crew. He was pretty damn sure he had no living family to speak of, and he most certainly had no grandfather.
How to get an A in Biology by Mischa_L (G)
Luffy convinces Law to come over to his place to help him study for his biology exam... chaos ensues. Modern AU.
Song for Someone by Dawn_Twilight_Harlequin (T)
It's now winter break at New World University, and many of the students are expected to go home. Law however, not really having any family, wanted to stay at the college dorms. But his roommate Luffy invited him to come over his house for the break. Well, there goes his peace and quiet.
-Mod Raiya
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danisbrainrot · 3 months
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tigris introducing her girlfriend to coriolanus and her grandmother and incredibly they both loved her, so she brings reader to her house everyday
omg, I love this idea!!
you were extremely patient with tigris when she said you couldn't meet her family. you knew that she feared they wouldn't like you—or worse, that you wouldn't like them. but after you'd been dating for over a year, the guilt caught up to tigris and she finally invited you to her house.
before, she'd always have to brush you off, cancel plans or change venues last minute when you suggested going to her house. however, she remembered how she had previous lovers who'd broken up with her whenever she refused to invite them to her house—and she really really didn't want to lose you too. you'd been a saint; never pressing for details, never accusing her of hiding something and always being so understanding, she couldn't help but want to bring you to her house.
so obviously this is a very special occasion—for you and her family. in the beginning, coriolanus would have been extremely worried about what you'd think of the penthouse and that you'd know the truth about how poor the snows were. it took lots of reassurance from tigris that you were nothing like that before he finally came around to the idea. in the end, he was excited to finally meet one of his cousins' girlfriends.
tigris and coriolanus would spend the whole day beforehand getting the place ready, cleaning up and making the place look as nice as it could. you'd offered to bring lunch for everyone, so they didn't have to worry about how they'd be able to feed you. the grandma'am would be a bit flustered by all the work going on in the penthouse that she'd stay in her room, confused why coriolanus and tigris were making such a fuss.
when you finally knocked on the door, tigris raced to open it. she greeted you with a small peck on the lips, before grabbing your empty hand as you held a bag of sandwiches in your other hand. you looked around the penthouse in awe—even now in ruins, it still looked majestic. it was obvious the snows had once been very wealthy—but that didn't matter to you, you loved tigris for who she was.
coriolanus knew immediately that he would grow to like you, simply because you didn't judge their home the second you stepped through the door. and he also liked that you brought food—feeding him was always a bonus.
you set the bags on the table, shaking coriolanus' hand as you introduced yourself, when grandma'am finally made an appearance. "grandma'am, this is my girlfriend," tigris would announce giddily, holding your hand up to show you off. at first the old woman would be shocked—because no one ever comes inside—but then she'd see how polite you were and would warm up to you quickly.
tigris had already put the kettle on, so the jasmine tea brewing was awaiting the four of you. as you set up the sandwiches, tigris poured everyone a cup; they all sat at the small dining table. you'd asked coriolanus about school, and he'd tell you about his assignments and how he planned on going to university—grandma'am interrupted him to announce that he'd become the next president of Panem. he'd blushed, embarrassed that she'd brought it up in front of you, but you'd quickly say something to comfort him like, "I think you'd make a great president," he'd see right through you of course—he was well experienced at smoothing over conversations—but he'd just be so grateful that you were trying to make the situation less awkward.
after lunch, you got on with the snow's like a house on fire. they practically saw you as family. tigris walked you down the stairs, a huge grin on her face because she's just so happy that her family loves you just as much as she does. once you reach the bottom step, you'd pull her in and kiss her goodbye.
once she went back upstairs, coriolanus and grandma'am would gush over how much they liked you, a blush creeping onto her cheeks. it didn't take much for them to beg tigris to invite you back sooner.
it wasn't long before you'd hang out at their place almost everyday after work. you'd bring dinner over—tigris loved that you fed her family—and the four of you would talk for a few hours, before coriolanus had to do homework and grandma'am had to go to sleep. once you were finally alone, she'd snuggle up with you on the couch and watch dramatic soap operas that the capitol was obsessed with.
tigris had spent so much of your relationship worried that you'd leave her. she thought you'd grow tired, or feel like she was pushing you away, and she'd lose you. however, knowing how accepting you'd been about meeting her family, she wished she'd introduced you sooner. she loved you more than anything, and she was just so glad that her family felt the same way.
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𝐉𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞
⤷ gender neutral, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!  
a/n: reader has a lot of siblings, I know it’s not very relatable, but you can think of them as cousins??? I just thought it would be a fun idea to have Jaime meet a bunch of your siblings and be on the verge of a meltdown lol <3 
Warnings: FLUFF omg fluff - I wish this was my family dynamic
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𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈:      
Ever After Main Title by George Fenton
𝑺𝑭𝑾🌿
・It was the wedding of your sister, the fourth born of your siblings (seven all up) and you were over the moon when you received your official invitation
・When you got it, you ran to Jaime and thrust it into his hands, nearly jumping up and down from excitement
  “And it’s in two months?” Jaime said, his tone nowhere near as excited as your own.
“Yes!” You replied, your excitement dwindling. The look on Jaime’s face was less than pleasant.
You pulled the chair out and sat next to Jaime, your eyebrows furrowed. “What’s the matter?”
・The thoughts that flooded your head were a whirlwind of anxiety
・But the thoughts were soon quelled as Jaime - reluctantly - admitted that he was too nervous to meet your family. What would they think of him? The Kingslayer? The man who was sworn to the Kingsguard but left for love?
・“They’re going to love you,” you said, almost agast. 
・It was a tender moment, between the two of you, one hand moving to cup his cheek. “Do not, for one second, think that you are unworthy.” You kissed his forehead and with your other hand, you slowly took ahold of his. 
・The two month wait was agonising 
・You had written your response immediately and sent a messenger to deliver it personally 
・In return, your mother had written a reply. And when you received it, you were brought to tears and laughter
  𝑀𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑦, 
     𝐴𝑙𝑙 𝑔𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑢𝑝, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒. 𝑊𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑟𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑. 𝑂𝑢𝑟 𝑝𝑜𝑜𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝐴𝑢𝑛𝑡 𝑀𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑎 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑙𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑔 𝑑𝑜𝑣𝑒, ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑎 ℎ𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑔𝑜𝑙𝑑. 𝑊ℎ𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑠ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑜 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠? 𝑀𝑢𝑠𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑡.
   𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑖𝑠 𝐽𝑎𝑖𝑚𝑒? 𝑊𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑚, 𝑠𝑜 𝑤𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑒𝑥𝑐𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡 ℎ𝑖𝑚. 𝐸𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠, 𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝐽𝑎𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑑. 𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡’𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑑𝑜 - 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦 𝑏𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝐽𝑎𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝐿𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟. 
  𝐼 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑒𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑛𝑜𝑤, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑦. 
    𝐻𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙.
           𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟.
・When it was time to leave, you had packed the night before, ready to start the journey before dawn. 
・Jaime understood your excitement (to an extent - he was never excited to see his own family. The Lannisters were not known for the love of family... well I mean ... oh you know...)
・You knew it would take about two days to get home, Jaime had gotten a carriage where you could keep all your belongings (you had many gifts for your siblings. Especially for your soon to be married sister)
・The journey was long and tiresome, but the moment you saw your siblings rushing to greet you, all fatigue disappeared
・ “Y/n!” They all yelled, unlatching the door and nearly pulling you from the carriage. 
・Jaime was left gobsmacked, never had he seen such - positive - enthusiasm from a bunch of people (important distinction to make.)
・And he was sure they would leave him in the dust, for you to completely forget about him and he’d be awkwardly following behind
・But that wasn’t the case at all.
・With just as much excitement, your siblings swept him up as well; with their hurried questions, and flurry of different subjects
・The little ones were a bit hesitant. Red blushes tinged their baby cheeks, and their play wooden swords were hidden behind their backs
・Three of them; the triplets. Two boys and one girl, all fighting for attention at home. 
・You didn’t come from a big, nor well known House. But that was strategy on your families part. Your family could be classified as upper middle class, you didn’t grow up in a castle, but your home was very comfortable.
・Your home was always ... homely 
・And during your travels with Jaime, you realised just how lucky you had been growing up
・The sea was a mere five minute walk from your home, which stood tall with it’s walls of sandstone. Like a little bit of Dorne had been created on this small patch of land. It is said that it was created by your ancestors who came from a village on the outskirts of Dorne. 
・They had travelled and found this land more than sufficient. 
・So it meant that you and all the family that came before you, grew up mostly on fish, homemade bread, oysters when you found them. 
・There had been a vegetable patch that grew into acres of tomatos, beans, strawberries - just an array of fruit and vegetables 
・There was also flower gardens planted around the property; lavender, baby’s breath, roses etc. 
・You also always had 24 hens, 12 cows and 6 goats. It was a privilege. And your siblings named all of them... (and no, they were never killed. Once your father had done so, and you, along with your siblings refused to eat dinner for two days because of it)
・Your father knew from than on that he was not the one who ruled the household
・Your parents were waiting in the doorway, but your mother couldn’t stand there any longer. She picked up her skirts and ran over to you, sweeping you up in her arms and planting kisses on your cheeks
   “...mama!” You laughed, for once accepting the affection. That’s the type of woman your mother had always been. Motherly. A care-giver. The true definition of a mother. 
・And your father ... well... he was the perfect definition of a man and a father. ‘Papa,’ everyone called him - even those that were not his children. He made people feel safe; he was a leader, and lucky to be alive with all the situations he’s thrown himself into
・Jaime walked up and shook your father’s hand, who then clasped the Kingslayer’s one hand in both of his. 
    “It’s good to meet you, Lord Lannister,” your father’s face had a wide and genuine smile. 
・Jaime mirrored it, and shook his head, “please, call me Jaime.” 
      “Well Jaime, welcome to our home. Please make yourself comfortable.”
・And then your father descended upon you, giving you one of his well known ‘papa hugs’
・As you walked throughout the house, you spotted all the wedding decorations. Bright colours of red, gold, orange and yellow. 
・ You walked outside and saw your older sisters were putting the finishing touches on the outside reception area. Long wooden tables with long wooden seats took up the majority of the paved space. 
・The large willow tree was exactly as you’d left it, with ribbons tied into the branches. Little wishes - a tradition that your mother started. 
     “It’s beautiful,” Jaime breathed, his hand found yours and squeezed tightly.
“I know,” you whispered back. Trying your best not to cry. 
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coffees4sleepy · 2 months
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Meeting the Family
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This is just my headcannon about how they’d both feel meeting/introducing one another to Nico’s family
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mxliv-oftheendless · 17 days
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“Since Thranduil met Bard’s children, Bard decided it was only fair that he meet Thranduil’s son Legolas, too. After all, he was never able to properly get to know him amidst all the chaos. A simple meeting in which he got to know Legolas was all Bard had expected. What could possibly happen?
He ended up being VERY unprepared for how awkward the meeting would actually be.”
For Barduil Month 2024, hosted by @bi-widower-dads ! For Week 2: Getting Together.
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Ryan didn't want to be here. He wanted to be anywhere but this god-forsaken tower. The only reason he was here was because he HAD to make sure all of Vought's research on him was destroyed, he didn't want any part of Vought's plans. Now or ever.
Ryan walked down to the lab and quickly found his files and samples, one by one he started to destroy them. So caught up in his work that he fails to notice someone coming up behind him.
- Ryan (Butcher-Campbell Siblings) ((If this starter doesn't work, I can send another :D))
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Having heard the silent alarms, was headed towards the lab, the vampire was on the hunt.
As he approached the lab, he noticed someone inside, frantically destroying files and samples. This was a restricted area, and the sight immediately put him on edge. Instantly, he strode forward with all the authority of a leader, grabbing the intruder's arm firmly.
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"The bloody hell do you think you're doing here?" James snapped, his eyes narrowed in anger. He didn't recognize the young man in front of him, and his immediate assumption was that this was some kind of corporate espionage. "This is a secure area, and you have no business being here. Who the hell are you?" His grip was as strong as steel and as cold as ice. As a corpse.
@thebutchercampbelltriplets
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captain-lessship · 1 year
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Creepy Pt. 9
The chorus of beeping was playing as you stared at the boy who was still asleep. You looked to Wednesday who was sitting beside you, “We’ve got to go, visiting hours are up in a hour.”
“It’s all my fault. I was the reason he was out in the woods.”
“Wednesday-“
“Don’t say it isn’t, we both know it is.”
You crossed your arms, “Well then shouldn’t we be out there finding the monster? Or did I only think that I knew who you were?” 
Wednesday stated at you, she then stood up and grabbed her bag. “I hate when you are right.” 
You grinned, “Sure you do.” You stood up, looking back at Eugene, you waved bye.
You and Wednesday began planning but there was one, huge, wrench that was going to be thrown in your plans:
Parents Weekend.
You where sitting at your workplace when got a call from your mother. And that was a rare occurrence.
“Sweetheart! It’s mummy!” She said, voice ringing out softly.
“Hi Mom, are you going to be here for Parents Weekend?”
You heard the clicking of her makeup bottles and the clanging of a glass being sat down. “Of course, sweetie! Wouldn’t miss it for the world!”
You lightly grinned, “You missed the last three.”
“Oh, that was out of my control. The spotlight stops for no actress.”
“Yeah.” You held back a few tears.
Your mother was a theater actress and she started out as magician’s assistant, the magician happened to be your father. They had gotten divorced so she went to New York and she was traveling all around the world and somewhere in there, she had you. 
“I love you sweetheart! I will be there, will he be there?”
You thought before you answered, “Yeah, he said he might.” They always tried to one up the other, so you mentally prepared 
“Oh,” she paused, “Alright! Hugs and kisses, buh-bye!” 
She hung up. You just sat there for a minute. You hoped this went good. 
You kept that thought as you watched your father walk in. A tall, built man with dark hair and eyes that twinkled with mischief. He was dressed in a nice suit, reminiscent of his ringleader uniform. His sharp eyes landed on you, he began to walk to you, “Well well,” his circus voice flowed, “My little man,”
He stopped right in front of you, looking down, “And how are we doing today?” His smile was wide. 
“I’m great! So Pops I wa-“
“Is that you, sweetheart?” 
You turned to see your mother. Her blood red makeup attention to her eyes, which seemed to be staring completely through you, her flowing dress hung off her like a liquid shadow. Her hair was the same color as yours and hung in ringlets. “Come to Mummy, sweetheart.”  She opened her arms for a hug.
“Mom-“
“Thalia, it’s weird for a young to call his mother that.” Your father said, without skipping a beat.
“Well, Hudson, what you know about mothers?” She snapped back.
“Anyway,” you said, “It’s great to see both of you! I actually have someone I want you to meet.” You grinned.
“Of course, son. Who are they?”
“She’s my girlfriend.” You led them to where Wednesday stood, talking to her family. When she turned and saw you, she walked up to you.
“Mom, Pops, this is Wednesday.”
“Like that poem?” Your father asked.
“Yes. About the weekday children.” Your mother answered for him.
“It’s nice to meet you both.” She said,
voice monotone.
“So,” you mother wondered aloud, “how long have you two been dating?” 
Wednesday answered and you looked at your father who was watching her with slight confusion. 
“That’s wonderful!” You mother clapped her hands together, “I think you both look darling together.”
Your dad finally chimed in, “What’s your last name?”
“Addams.”
You saw your father’s eyes lighten, “Are you Fester Addams niece?”
“Yes.”
You dad began to laugh, it came deep from his chest. You looked at your mothers sour expression as she knew what the man was laughing about.
“Thalia, remember that time Ol’ Fezzy shocked you so bad we didn’t have to use the lion for the performance.” Your dad wiped a tear from his eye.
“Very vividly, Hudson. Just like that time you got shot out of the cannon directly into the side of a elephant.” 
You looked at the ground at their bickering, Wednesday noticed. “I would like to borrow him for a minute. I would like for him to meet my family.”
“Oh!” You mother looked at you, “Well I can’t stay, I’m sorry sweetheart.” She hugged you. “I will see in the summer. Buh-bye!”
You waved bye to her, looking at your dad.
“Well bud, I gotta run too. Someone’s gotta make cotton candy dreams come true.” Your dad patted you on the shoulder as he left. You sighed, trying to not let the disappointment radiate. 
“It’s alright.” Wednesday said, gently holding your hand. “If are up to meet my family, I think they will loathe you.”
You smiled slightly, “Thank you.” You walked hand in hand to a group of people and you immediately knew they were Wednesdays family. The entire family shared the same fashion sense and you noticed the calm demeanor of her mother and the cheerful one of her father, then the mixed blend in her brother.
“Mother, Father, this is my boyfriend.”
“You’re dating Wednesday?” Pugsley asked, genuine surprise.
“Shut it. I don’t have time to hang you from the rafters.” Wednesdays retorted.
“Ah! Young man,” Gomez put a hand on your shoulder, patting you, “So you’re the one our little nightmare is obsessed with?”
You smiled, “I think it’s mutual and yes, I am proud to say I am.” 
a/n: I know it’s short but I need to post something and this mean you guys get two more to finish it up so it’s a blessing in disguise
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squaregoals · 1 year
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I Love It When You Look My Way
April O'Neil(ROtTMNT) x Reader drabble 💛
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There was a rare calm present in April’s apartment building. You took note of this, as you both made your way hand-in-hand to her unit. The contact and quiet did nothing to quell your growing nervousness.
“I don’t know about this, babe…” you admitted in a bit of a whisper as you tightened your hold on her hand. She huffed out a laugh, looking over at you. The hand not holding hers held flowers, already in a slim vase and just needing water. You were visibly growing more nervous.
You hoped the cumulating sweat from your hands didn’t stay on the vase when you set it inside.
“Oh c’mon, _____. We've fight literal villains and you don't break a sweat. This is just my mom. She won’t bite.” April said with a warm smile.
You whipped your head to look at her full-on, narrowing your eyes slightly. “You said that way back when I met the guys too, but Donnie was definitely thinking about it.”
April just laughed, and started to unlock the apartment with her free hand. “You’re gonna be just fine, _____. She’ll love you… since I know I do.”
You felt your cheeks grow warm, and you were certain that she intended for that to calm your nerves. Given the circumstances, though, it only ratcheted them up to full tension. You were finally meeting your girlfriend’s mom. Someone of whom you’ve somehow not met yet, as she usually was at work when you were over. April’s father you had been able to meet almost immediately, but her mom? 
You had to make her like you.
Sucking in a breath, you held it before sharply exhaling as April opened the door.
The apartment, as always, was just so homey and welcoming. You felt a very slight bit of tension leave as the scent of freshly baked bread washes over the two of you. Your are about to move to come in and make a comment, before that is lost to the void as April loudly announces her arrival to the apartment.
"Mom! I'm home!" 
You winced slightly at the sudden volume.
“Hi honey! Give me a second, I’m finishing the laundry.” came the response from deeper inside.
You froze in the doorway after her mom replied, April having to pull you into the apartment enough so that she can close the door.
“______, seriously. Chillax.” April murmurs as she drops your hand to lock the door.
You don’t.
In fact you do the opposite, as you stiffly stand where she had left you just inside the door. April has to slightly maneuver around you as she removes her jacket and hangs it up. Your eyes were fixed on the doorway of the master bedroom door where her mother would emerge any moment. You knew you had to look less stressed otherwise she make make note and be suspicious of you and not like her like you needed her to-
Before you could spiral any further, or April had a chance to try and continue to reassure you, her mom stepped around the corner and locked eyes with you.
There was slight confusion that appeared on her face, before she glanced between you and April. She then settled into a small smile and… a smirk as she looked at April expectantly.
“Hi, honey. Who’s this?” she asked slyly. Oh, definitely a smirk, the glint in her eye as she slides her gaze over to you tells you she knows exactly who you are. Now you know where April got that look from.
You eyed April as she steps forward to introduce the two of you.
“______, this is my mom. Mom, this is _____,” April says as she takes the vase from your hand so you can offer a handshake to her mom.
“Uh- hello Mrs. O’Neil. Nice to finally meet you. I brought you lilies, your husband mentioned at one point theyre your favourite.” 
Despite a small overexplanation, you were proud you kept your voice even.
She smiled at this, taking your hand and instead pulling you into a quick welcoming hug.
Before you could worry about fully returning it or not, she stepped away as to not make you uncomfortable.
“Just call me Carol, hon. I take it youre the same _____ that’s been dating and keeping my daughter from getting into too much trouble?” she says, a warm smile replacing the slight smirk.
You clear your throat, and fight the urge to scratch the back of your head, “Uh-uh yes ma’am. Or, try to at least,” you joke.
At this she laughs, and gestures you to go sit down as she moves further into the kitchen. “Go on, make yourself comfortable. I think the bread is almost cooled off enough to eat.
With this, she went further into the unknown, and you went to sit on the couch with April.
As soon as April took her spot next to you, you found her hand and gripped it tight as you looked at her with wide eyes. “Hey, April. Babycakes, honeybunches, love of my life… Why does it feel like your mom didn’t know I was coming over today?” you said, tight smile fixed on your face.
April laughed a haltingly awkward laugh as she avoided eye contact and used her other hand to sheepishly scratch her cheek.
“I… may have forgotten to let her know?” she tries in a slightly higher octave than she normally speaks. 
You lean close to her, not far away from her face as you kept the smile on and fixed her with wide eyes boring into the side of her face. A strangled whine was barely audible from the back of your throat as you did. 
April… you loved her to death but she was one day going to cause exactly that for you.
Your flustered and slowly becoming unhinged state made her laugh. It was her usual carefree and light laughter that never failed to make your skin buzz pleasantly and insides become warm. You felt your face relax against your will, and you loosened your grip on her hand as well.
Sighing, you gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before you sat back to rest in your original position.
“You’re lucky I love you,” you murmured.
Whatever April was going to respond with was interrupted by Carol- there was no way you’d ever call her that- appearing with a basket of freshly baked and cut bread. Smelled of rosemary, and you felt your heart grow light at the clear love put into making it.
She offered you both the bread, and you each took a piece with your free hand and gratitude on your face. She sat the basket on the coffee table in front of the couch, before sitting on the otherside of you from April.
She patted your leg, “So. _____. How’d you meet April?”.
A scene of a rather dramatic villain fight flit across your minds eye, and you looked over to your girlfriend in question as to tell the full story. She just stared back.
Great, helpful.
You sighed.
This was going to be an interesting day.
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A/N: first drabble posted! This is the definition of "oops my hand slipped." I wanted something cute for April, she needs more love.
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darkpanicatthedisco · 5 months
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sooo I just came across your “Simon Riley have ptsd when Johnny’s family calls him uncle” (or something very similar) and I’m frothing at the mouth! Would give you my femur in exchange Would read!
i was actually waiting for the Christmas season to post it. but then my beta read deleted the file so... the plan is still to post it this month i just have to rewrite it. don't worry you'll eventually get it pinkey promise.
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Pairing: Kim Seokjin x Reader Meeting the Family Genre: Fluff Words: 823
Masterlist | 12 Days of Ficmas Masterpost
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The holidays were not your first choice for your boyfriend meeting your family. You had tried to arrange a weekend for your parents to meet him on several occasions, and unfortunately, plans had constantly fallen through.
Now the poor boy would have to survive meeting not only your parents, but also your siblings, their significant others, and your mom’s parents.
Seokjin insisted he could handle it, that he’d even be able to charm them all. And you didn’t doubt it; you were sure they’d all love him. But you were worried they might do or say something to embarrass you.
🎄
You took a deep breath as you both walked up the path to your parents’ home. The air nipped at your sweaty palms, and you tried to wipe away the nerves on the sides of your dress. Seokjin caught up to you, carrying a bag full of gifts in one arm. He slid his free hand into yours and flashed a reassuring smile.
The door opened right as you both approached, and you felt both elatement and impending doom all at once. You’d never been so eager for an event to end as quickly as you did in that moment, while simultaneously so happy to finally be with all the people you love the most and never want it to end.
Your sister ushered you into her arms impatiently, wrapping you up in a tight hug, her husband greeting you just behind her. You were thankful she was the one you saw first; she was a safe first meeting. You’d had her back when her now-husband was just meeting everyone, and you knew she’d have your’s and Seokjin’s.
She led you both to the living room where most of the others were sitting around and talking. You made your rounds, giving hugs and greetings. You introduced Seokjin to everyone with a bright smile, and it seemed to be going really well.
Your grandparents were warm and inviting as they spoke with you both, asking all of the standard questions: how you met, how long you’ve been dating, and what you’re hoping for in the future. Surprisingly, these questions helped relax the nerves that had been bubbling all week.
Seokjin seemed at ease and comfortable speaking with your mom’s parents. He had always been very respectful, but it made you all fuzzy to see him with people who were important to you.
Your brother was a bit more playful when speaking with him, making a few jokes and trying to break the ice. They seemed to fall into conversation quickly enough though, and your sister’s husband slipped into the chatter as well.
Your sister took the opportunity to question you for juicy details, your sister-in-law listening and giggling along as well. The room felt lively, and you felt a bit silly for all the nerves and worrying you had done.
Eventually the nerves resurfaced, however, when your parents finally emerged from the kitchen. You knew deep down that there was no reason for the anxiety, that your parents would absolutely love Seokjin, but you couldn’t stop the fear of the worst from churning the acid in your stomach.
He excused himself from the conversation your siblings had all roped him into, joining your side again and taking the initiative to introduce himself to the people who brought you into this world.
Once again, the meeting went incredibly smoothly, both sides exchanging happy smiles and listening with genuine interest. Your dad couldn’t help slipping in a few embarrassing stories, but with the reactions Seokjin was giving, you really couldn’t find a reason to care.
🎄
Later in the evening, you watched with hearts in your eyes as Seokjin continued to bond and blend in nicely with your family. He participated enthusiastically when board games were pulled out and engaged in thoughtful conversations with your grandparents before they retired for the night.
As the night began winding down, you sat with your head on his shoulder, still chatting happily with your sister and brother-in-law. She confirmed what you already knew would happen when she informed you that he had definitely charmed the entire family.
You idly played with his fingers as they wished you goodnight. Seokjin pressed a gentle kiss to your forehead. From the corner of your eye, you noticed a flash. When you glanced over, your sister was sneaking away with a smirk on her face. You rolled your eyes but texted her to send you the picture.
🎄
The rest of the weekend went as amazing as the first night had. Your parents recruited him to help with some of the meals, which he did so eagerly. Your family had integrated him so much that you hardly saw him the rest of the visit.
However, when you returned to your shared home, he made sure to make up for lost time and lack of privacy. It was like a bonus Christmas gift.
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alisamth · 1 year
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I need a Spider-Man/Deadpool fic (Andrew Garfield, aged up, of course) where they’re getting together and all that mushy stuff, gimmie a good 5 chapters of banter and becoming close friends before they actually start dating.
Then, I need Deadpool to want to get along with the SuperFamily. And IronDad is stern and a bit of an asshole. Steve on his high horse pretending everything is terrible, but then, then, Wade somehow befriend Bucky. And through Bucky and military humour, Steve, Bucky, and Wade becomes close friends. And IronDad warms up to anyone who makes Steve “language” Rogers laugh at a lewd joke.
Clint’s gotta be in the vents as well. (Perhaps Pool brings burritos for them to share as they spy on the rest)
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phlebaswrites · 7 months
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Dango and the Divine
Summary:
Tobirama knows where he's supposed to be.
Exactly where he is.
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Rating: General Fandom: Naruto Relationship: Senju Hashirama/Uchiha Madara/Uzumaki Mito, Senju Tobirama/Uchiha Hikaku/Uchiha Izuna Word Count: 1,112 (Complete)
Entry for @yearoftheotpevent
September high school/college sweethearts | hurt/comfort | meeting the family | "i wrote this for you" | flood | shifter au
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Tobirama looks up at the full moon and smiles.
"… and so the old man took the rabbit back to the moon with him." He can hear Anija in the garden, retelling the story of Tsuki no Usagi, and it brings back memories of when he was much, much younger.
A time when he himself was a child, and his brothers joined him in watching Anija act out the tale.
"To this day, you can see the shape of Usagi!" Anija points dramatically, tracing the shadows that decorate the autumn moon. "There! He hops!"
The baby in Madara-sama's arms waves, chortling gleefully, though his father doesn't seem to share his amusement. "You must be dreaming!" Madara-sama scoffs derisively, though his hands hold the child carefully. "They're just shadows!"
"But you don't know that!" Anija argues playfully. "Maybe the shadow is cast by the rabbit, hm?"
"Well, I think there is a rabbit." Hikaku's nephew crosses his arms, clearly aligning himself with Anija. "Though is there any grass on the moon for it to eat?"
Anija blinks, clearly surprised by this prosaic question about the necessities of life, and Hikaku snickers as he pours Aneue another dish of sake.
Read the rest on AO3.
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