#tw foster care

[vldsideblog]

Ok so since I posted the Desert Days fic I can now share my favorite excerpt

Warnings for‼️mentions of foster care and abuse, death, fire, general angst‼️

Keith was angry. 

He’d spent his whole life angry. 

Angry at his mother for ditching him and his dad. Angry at the kids at school who shunned and called him names. Angry at the teachers who told him to calm down when he was upset, pushing him aside in favor of his cheerful classmates. 

He was angry at his pop for leaving him that night, knowing full well that Keith needed him. Angry at his dad’s coworkers who found him alone and scared, with smoke and the scent of burnt flesh still lingering on their clothing. Angry at his relatives for signing him away to a flawed government system without a second thought. 

Angry at his social worker for never believing him when he tried to explain the bruises on his face. Angry that she just said he’d gotten them in fights, knowing full well he hadn’t, but it meant less work for her. The anger had boiled over, he figured that if he was going to be labeled a problem child anyway, why not defend himself. Become a problem. 

Every insult and barb thrown his way sent him into a fury. He lashed out, kicking and punching, teeth gnashing in a way that sent everyone screaming. Eventually most people learned to leave him alone. He was angry at how they called him a monster, a demon with evil in his eyes. Angry at the people who kicked him down when he couldn’t fight back. The people that tossed him to the curb like a broken machine. 

That’s what he was after all. Broken. 

An angry, delinquent that had no future, a teenager who was destined to die young and alone. A child who would most likely end up a statistic. 

And he was angry. 

The Galaxy Garrison was better, it had Shiro and Adam and Matt. People he could call friends. But the anger still sat in his stomach, waiting to strike. And it always did eventually. When Griffin brought up his parents, when the older kids tried stealing his food like back at the group home, when Iverson berated him for the smallest of things. The anger was definitely still there, but it was manageable. 

Then everything exploded all at once. 

The Kerberos mission was presumed dead. Pilot error. Adam wouldn’t leave the house, locked away and falling to pieces. The Holt family was in shambles, mourning the loss of their loved ones. They had all tried to talk to Keith, but the roaring in his ears was too much. 

He had marched himself into Iversons office and demanded answers. Shiro was the best pilot of his generation, he would never make a mistake. Iverson told him to leave, and every fiber of his being retaliated. 

The voice in the back of his head that sounded suspiciously like Shiro was overwhelmed by the crackling flames that engulfed his senses. 

Keith lunged at his commanding officer, putting all his pain, anger, and loss into the punch heading directly for the man’s eye. 

Even as he was told to pack his things, that his social worker was on her way. He felt a hint of vindication knowing that Iversons eye would never be the same. A reminder of the child he failed.

But the anger was still waiting just beneath his skin, ready to strike at any moment. He could feel it just behind his eyes as he fled. Aiming for the desert where no one would find him. He couldn’t be labeled a statistic if they didn’t find him. 

Keith was angry, standing alone in the back of a gas station. The family in line ahead of him was full of joyous laughter and smiling faces. Kids holding close their drinks of choice and parents looking at them like they were the lights of their lives. Keith left without buying anything. Stomping outside with tears forming in his eyes. It didn’t matter, the wind would dry them away eventually.

#Keith kogane #keith voltron #voltron #vld #voltron legendary defender #fic #desert days fic #broganes #takashi shirogane #adam vld #keiths fire related trauma #character headcanons #hcs #autistic keith #keith headcanon #character study #kinda #character introspection #tw foster care #tw child abuse

[dipstar1489]

DHMIS Traffic Light Trio Gacha Life 2

While I will be combining both the YouTube and the TV series into one universe, I have only watched the entirety of the YouTube series, and analysis videos of the TV series since it doesn’t stream where I am. To make things less confusing, I will be referring the YouTube series as videos and the TV series as episodes.

TW, while I do not go into much detail, there is mention of an0rex!a, @bu$e, de@+h, and f0$ter c@re.

Headcanons: ⬇️

Yellow Guy

Name: David Gribbleston

Nickname: Dave

Age: 12

Ethnicity: Anglo-Celtic

Gender: Non-binary, they/he/it

Sexuality: Aroace with maybe an interest in queerplatonic relationships

Physical Disabilities: Deaf and using hearing aids

Mental Disabilities + Mental Illnesses: ADHD, Autistic, PTSD (from the later videos and majority of series), Separation Anxiety

Info: It is the only child of Roy and does not remember their mother. He naturally has brown hair, but Roy dyed both he and David’s hair blue to spite his ex and to connect with David, despite David liking his brown hair. They have been neglected and emotionally abused for a good majority of its life and believes this treatment is normal. Despite this, David has grown a distrust for Nel and Drew, Nel because they were originally a teacher (inspired by Nel’s cameo in video 6), and Drew for abandoning them.

Duck Guy

Name: Penelope Fowl (never bothered to legally change their name)

Nicknames: Penel, Pen, Nel

Age: 34

Ethnicity: Cuban, born and raised in London

Gender: FtN, Nonbinary, they/him

Sexuality: Pansexual, Aromatic

Physical Disabilities: Scoliosis, Irritable Bowel Syndrome

Mental Disabilities + Mental Illnesses: ADHD, Autistic, PTSD (from video 2 and video 5) developing Anorexia (caused by trauma from video 5), Separation Anxiety, OCD

Info: They grew up in the foster care system since he was a young child due to them being neglected by his parents, but kept switching house until they grew out of the system without ever being adopted. Because of this, Nel never properly developed firm relationships and is in deep denial about his desire of a family, desperate for attention. Nel was originally meant to be a teacher, but they looked at both the student and the teacher scripts, making them vulnerable to the same dangers as Drew and David, and tried to stay on the teacher’s script until video 5, when he went to get the phone. Nel has grown insecure of their looks since video 4. They are somewhat afraid of David due to Nel semi-knowing what happened to him in video 5, and stays at Drew’s hip to avoid him leaving again.

Red Guy

Name: Andrew Dreads

Nicknames: Drew, Red

Age: 34

Ethnicity: British African-Caribbean

Gender: Demi-Boy, he/they, ftm(?)

Sexuality: Asexual, Homoromantic

Physical Disabilities: Osteoporosis

Mental Disabilities + Mental Illnesses: ADHD, Autistic, Separation Anxiety, PTSD

Info: Drew grew up with rather emotionally abusive parents that would dismiss and ridicule any emotion Drew and their sibling would have while the parents would whine about their own lives. He ran-away at 16 and cut off any contact with their family, but Drew grow to wonder if he made the right choice and question if their family changed after the run-away. Drew has difficulty understanding and presenting his emotions because of this. They had a dream to create a tv show since that was one of his only coping mechanisms before running away, and so when he met Roy and offered to be a producer, Drew accepted, not realizing his dream will be corrupted. Drew tried to stay with Nel and David out of regret for leaving them behind.

#dipstar1489 #Gacha Life 2 #DHMIS #Yellow Guy #Duck Guy #Red Guy #Headcanons #tw Anorexia #tw abuse #tw neglect #tw emotional abuse #tw body image #tw foster care #Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared #Gl2

[writingquestionsanswered]

hello! im trying to start nanowrimo prep early this year, any resources for writing from the pov of a teenager in foster care? im getting especially stuck on the logistics and small details, like the steps to a removal or transfer of care/what exactly the character would be told since theyre old enough to understand whats going on. thanks and i hope you have a great day !

I don't have any resources for foster care, but I know there's a ton of information about it available online. If you Google "steps to child going into foster care" several guides come up. There are also guides about how to talk to kids who have been removed from their homes. I hope that helps!

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[shattered-lullabies]

Tw: panic attack mention, foster care mention

I had another panic attack yesterday

It's like my body is being triggered by so many small stressors that it freaks out once it all comes together

I'm also probably experiencing trauma anniversary

Although it's been about 6 years since I experienced foster care as of August this year, I still think about it, Im still hurt. I wish it would stop I don't wanna think about it anymore

#-unknown front #tw panic attack #tw foster care #vent post #tw vent #cw vent

[aprilsadviceaskblog]

I'll try not to dump too much, also I hope you are doing well!! You help so many people, I hope you know how much good you've done :)

Sorry if this is too much or if it isn't something you want to answer. No pressure. Also could you tag this with "nightingale anon"? Thanks for your time and any advice :)

I grew up in foster care and there was a lot of shit that happened ranging from neglect to murder attempts and a bunch of stuff, and my adoptive mother I'm pretty sure is schizophrenic? And may or may not run a cult (it's complicated).

I have a friend that I've been getting closer with because we became roommates and she opened up about stuff and I did too, but after living together (2 other roommates too) for a few months she finally told me she doesn't like if I mention anything about my past and that she finds my life disturbing and extremely uncomfortable.

This happened after a series of miscommunication where I thought she wanted me to elaborate and she just would stare at me?? And she said that staring apparently is concern?? She also greatly misunderstood me coming out as ace (she talks a ton about her sexuality. She has little filter) and ended up comparing me to Jeffrey Dahmer because of it -_-

We've come to an "agreement" where I just w6ont mention anything personal or my life but she still overshare a ton. I know my experiences are pretty extreme compared to a life without trauma, but it sucks to have confirmation that I just.. can't talk to anyone about anything in my life because it's too disturbing or sad. So many things talk about having a support network but I literally cannot have one because even a tiny bit of stuff is too much and if I think I'm close to someone and try to talk (asking if they're okay with it first) they end up distancing from me because of it.

Is it bad that it kinda hurts? Like I guess sometimes it sucks being reminded that I'll never have actual friends (not acquaintances) or family or anything that other people seem to have. I know I should just accept that because of who I am and my life circumstances I'll never have a support network of any kind or even long lasting friends, but sometimes I'm not very good at accepting that.

I know ""everyone deserves family"" but with my life my experiences are so vastly different that i struggle to relate with anyone and no one has ever related to me, or wants to.

I also can't afford a therapist or anything. My job is online and because I graduated early (all online) there's no easy way of making friends either. I feel like I squandered any chance at making friends growing up because I focused too much on surviving.

Hi anon,

This sounds complicated and I’m sad for you.

First of all, you’re absolutely allowed to feel hurt. And if I can just be blunt, your roommate is being shitty. While it’s valid to have boundaries, I’m not a fan of when people make things unequal to that extreme.

It’s complicated because people are allowed to have boundaries, but try and be mindful that these don’t end up leaving the relationship “unfair”.

My friend and I were talking about this the other day where she knew someone who had hard boundaries and always looked out for herself and wouldn’t inconvenience herself for anyone. Not romantic partners, best friends or anyone. Which is super valid and her choice but the problem is she expected everyone else to go above and beyond for her. I think at that point, things become unfair. And that’s a similar impression to what I get here.

I struggle with making friends. I always have. Both my last two relationships were people I met online. (On Tumblr actually). And my friend of 12 years I just met for the first time in person last week (I met her on FanFiction.net originally and she got me into tumblr). What I’m trying to say is that I’ve been able to have fulfilling friendships online and found it easier to find people with similar interests. Before I met my friend of 12 years, I still found our friendship fulfilling and something I loved about my life. I also have a couple other online friends that I enjoy having relationships with. We send dog pics, and offer support.

It’s not easy, and some people end up disappointing, but I do think it’s possible to make friends.

It is allowed to hurt. And you are allowed to grieve for what you don’t have. You’re allowed to feel these things. These feelings are so valid. And I’m definitely not trying to tell you what to do but I don’t think it’s hopeless.

Could you try finding a support group online? Or even just a space to talk about your interests to meet other like minded people?

#nightingale anon #i'm sorry #this was in my drafts #apparently i was second guessing my response #april answers #tw cult #tw murder mention #tw foster care

[syncrovoid-presents]

Researching for my hazbin fic (A Cannibal's Guide on Living Comfortably) has also made me realize that my adoptive family (and me in relation to my birth family) actually suffer from cultural loss. And this ties to my adoptive family being half french like Alastor.

This is sort of a personal ramble about my experiences and how it relates to cultural loss. Just thoughts I've been having that's making me rethink a lot of things from my life.

(Technically I'm not but that's a whole other thing. I was found as a kid and never allowed to learn about my birth family or heritage so yeah. I'm just whatever people say I am. Means I have double the cultural loss, both from the people that raised me and my own! Yippee! <- sarcastic)

Both my parents are half french and grew up in small communities where there was very very high English vs French tensions. Both of my parents parent's decided that it would be best to give their children the easiest life they could so they raised them as English as possible.

They weren't allowed to learn french and were punished if they tried (both by family and the community. It was a lot worse where my mother grew up), and weren't allowed to continue any traditions, songs, or anything culturally French. Assimilation was the best chance at a future, but meant that they lost all ties to culture that wasn't acceptably English/colonial.

They were born a long time ago, so this was during the era of corporal punishment in school, my mother wasn't allowed to wear pants, my father was punished repeatedly for using his left hand, etc. They were also forced into churches because that's what The Good English Do, even though neither are religious now nor would they have been forced to if the hatred against the french hadn't been so strong.

The small town my mom grew up in had a segregated neighbourhood for the french, and her family fought to cut all ties. Her mother was french but was forced to only speak English and cut all ties to her family.

I don't know as much for my father, but it was his father that refused to teach or share anything French because of the hardships he went through growing up (he also ran away and lied about his age to fight in the war too young, so he likely faced heavy trauma too)

While neither of my parents are half english, they were able to pass as english at the expense of their cultural identity and connection to their family. I've spoken to my mother about it and she says white culture is genocide, but I don't know if she realizes how it hurt her too (not to say the french did nothing wrong. They were colonialists and took part in genocide as well)

It's weird to realize. I was put in french immersion and while my french isn't great, I've realized that my parents did that to give me the only opportunity I could have to learn about their lost culture. They learned a bit from me and would use french words and sometimes share translation quirks their parents had caused by learning english after french.

I grew up thinking that because I don't know anyone I'm related to that i had no culture. I've realized that part of the reason it feels that way is because anything non-English was forced out of people. The more you could pass as english the heavier the assimilation is. To join the oppressors is to sacrifice culture, history, and family, but that's a choice both my parents parent's made and it's one we all struggle with.

As far as I go, I don't know my precise ancestry, but I do know my birth grandparents fled from a country that was dealing with fighting for independence and a highly struggling economy. I'm not supposed to know that or know anything more, but from what I can guess and based on what people have said I look like (closest thing I got) my ancestors dealt with fighting against being colonized for centuries, their culture and history actively being destroyed and demonized, and the language borderline dead because of it (isnt the british imperialism great? <- sarcasm). A bit over a century ago it would have been the cause of much prejudice and hatred, but like my adoptive parents parent's they traded culture for assimilation.

It's.... weird. There's not much I can change nor not much I can do with this information movie forwards. It has helped me connect my experiences more with that of cultural loss, especially those felt by others who don't know any birth family. Because I pass as white (I do not know my genetics, so I'd rather say that than call myself white. Especially because what ancestry I do know I have weren't historically called white and faced discrimination by white folks) I previously thought these experiences could not apply to me.

As a side note, I do hold the belief that orphans like me, or others that lacked any family for much of their lives are part of a "hidden" minority. I faced a lot of extra difficulties, social pushback, and was treated worse than my peers because I am an orphan, as did different foster siblings I had over the years. Adoption means either never speaking about my life to pass as "normal" or speak about it and face the consequences. Every person's experiences are different when it comes to this, but it really changed the expectations adults had on me and forced me to be more mature, resilient, perfectionistic and less reactive to my peers. The expectation was if you acted bad you didn't appreciate having a home and therefore didn't deserve it. What others kids could get away with can be what loses your home when you grow up an orphan.

Anywho, circling back to my fic I'll be adding some elements of my experiences in there too. Not as the main focus, mind you, but some of the struggles of adapting/assimilating to the majority to avoid discrimination will be present (as well as some French (more focused on Creole French history. It was something a few of my french teachers focused a lot on) ). Just background info, I'm as of yet undecided on how much of a character study it will all be, but if it does go into it more then these themes will be present

#syncrovoid.txt #personal #ramble #delete later #to delete later #cultural loss #colonialization #british imperialism #at least mention of it anyways #tw cultural loss #tw foster care #foster care #actually orphan #idk if that is a tag but perhaps others can relate #ignore thos lol ill probably delete later and be sad i shared such personal information #also been thinking about this because my family recipes is just depression era food #literally got adopted and then had to eat like it was the great depression #and spent more years living in unfinished homes than anything else #electricity? a privilege. running water? as long as one faucet works that's good enough. heat? wood fires. food? stole some sometimes lol #upside is that i have a lot of skills and whatnot. downside is that SOMEHOW i grew up like it was nearly a century ago??? #literally didn't get a phone until like 2 years ago #grew up spending most of my time in the woods too. modern world? nope! forest! #ALSO THR LOSS ONE FEELS WHEN THEY SEE PEOPLE TEAR DOWN THEIR FOREST IS REAL AND INTENSE AND THE WORST LOSS I HAVE #also while my adoptive mother doesn't practice vodou she is considered a spiritual healer that shares ties with vodou #it is a closed thing tho. either their own spiritual practice or a cult so. but it doesn't hurt anyone and aims to heal but can be demonized #obviously not the same HOWEVER the feelings of bring in that environment and then suddenly not and realizing that basically no one #knows anything about it? has insulted it at best or will think you're crazy for talking about it? having a different point of view on life #because of it? #like. obviously it isn't the same thing and i can claim not level of connection to vodou nor the history of those who practice #but is sorta get it. kinda. in my own way. it absolutely sucks

[cerenemuxse]

More Humanized T&F stuff with more peeps. It just tidbits this time.

Edit (3/19/2024): OUTDATED

tw/cw: mentions of transphobia, foster care / adoption

Rebecca is an English-born Indonesian. She's a pan demi-woman, and their pronouns are she/her and they/them (the latter also applies to EoSR!). She works in a school, as a school official (the ones who keep an eye on the school grounds but not the police), and latter as a counselor. They may be buff and strong but she has feelings. 😭 They is quite tall, taller than 5'6". She married Gordon in her thirties, who they met at the school they works at.

Gordon became the new principal when Rebecca had been at the school for a couple years. There were rumors going around the school that she picked up from a few students that they often speaks to. These rumors claimed that Gordon had been stripped from his previous job as a principal at another school and went under a different name. This was all false when Rebecca confronted him about it, which was their first private interaction. They has met him before but that was in group meetings.

Gordon is the oldest and only living brother of Scott (Flying Scotsman), though he's slightly shorter stature makes it seem like he's the youngest. He would take it as a compliment if Scott didn't rub it in his face though. All I have is that he's British or at least has lighter skin. 💃 He's also demiromantic straight. That's about it. Rebecca probably calls him some cat related nickname because of his face. (HE LOOKS LIKE A CAT, A PATHETIC ONE AT THAT. ESPECIALLY HIS MODEL ERA FACES)

Speaking of siblings, Emily and James aren't biological siblings. Emily's parents adopted James after his parents abandoned him and was taken to an orphanage, having been to two foster homes. He's much better now. I'm saying this rn because they're both black. Emily is a black British aroace cis-woman and James is a French-born Moroccan bisexual man. He hates his parents with a burning passion, who tried coming back into his life. Emily is 8 years older than him.

James loves doing drag. He's not letting anyone stop him. He also loves fashion, especially making it, which has led him to chase his dream of becoming a fashion designer. It's a very long journey but he knows he'll get there. Good for him! <3 Oh, and he does crotchet! He's been doing it since he was adopted. Mock him and you can expect him to start throwing shit. Don't disturb the crotecheting Jimmy. He also listens to Lizzo, Corneille, and Stromae religiously because I said so. But what James currently works as? Probably a bartender at a bar or cafe. Not much, but he's trying. :'D

Emily and Edward are childhood best friends, somewhat starting off as pen pals after Edward's family moved to back to Scotland for a couple years. In their teen years, Edward or Emily would make trips to visit each other. James heard and saw him but he never got to talk to him.

Speaking of Edward, when he came out, he believed his parents were supportive. The way they acted was becoming questionable up until he left. One day he tries calling them and he finds out his number was blocked. He tried numerous times before contacting his siblings, who tell him the truth. His parents were supportive on the outside just so they could get rid of him sooner. He feels very confused about it. Like aye, but naw? His parents haven't contacted him ever since he left to be on his own. He's still in contact with his siblings, starting a private Instagram to share stuff with them only.

How James and Edward met? I don't know. 🧍‍♀️Edward is 7 years older than James. In the old AU, they would've gotten married this year, which is my graduation year! :D My best friend pointed this out in a conversation the other day which I thought was pretty cute. It was not intentional.

Edward is also a white gay Scottish transman. He had top surgery and took hormone medication for a while. Edward is what I would consider an androgynous man, neither masculine not feminine, or he's a mixture of both. In this case, he's both. He wears whatever like James does. They'd probably wear dresses the same day because why not. Also his hair is red/ginger. 💃

I think that's it. These thoughts wouldn't leave me alone. 💀

#ttte rebecca #ttte gordon #ttte flying scotsman #ttte emily #ttte james #ttte edward #ttte shipping #ttte edward x james #ttte gordon x rebecca #a dozen years #her train of thoughts #buff rebecca >>>>> #immediately saw her and said GIANT BUFF WOMAN #apologies if her hip looks weird ;-; #let me know if you want me to explain the green version! #or ask me anything about them :] #EoSR but humans #tw transphobia #cw transphobia #transphobes #tw adoption #tw foster care #opposite cardinals

[xythlia]

it always irks me when ppl start saying incorrect shit about foster care/adoption bc as a former foster kid and an adopted kid I just wanna laugh at how wrong they are 99% of the time. like foster care in the us was constructed in such a way that it targets poor ppl & usually poor poc but what's more sinister is depending on the agency foster parents can fill out forms w their "preferences" for kids. like they can say they only want white kids. only kids that were raised christian. only kids below ten years old. there's lots & lots. when I was taken to the agency building the first time before they did anything else I had to answer about 100 questions about my background, religion, sexuality, ect and I was only ten. and that questionnaire was used to determine placement, not yk any real metric for gauging the appropriate fit for a traumatized child with mental health issues. then I was promptly told, while crying hysterically in the back of this caseworkers car that "you're never going home so stop with the water works". reunification is never the goal bc if it was these families wouldn't be put in positions where a judge tells them if they don't do xyz thing they will never see their children again when most times xyz thing requires resources a poor family wouldn't have to begin w so there's little hope right out of gate of getting their kids back. when I was eventually placed with the family that adopted me I was told to, quote, "lie cry scream say whatever you have to if you wanna stay here in our nice house with lots of food and animals you like. because you want to stay here right?" Like coaching kids to lie to the judge is just standard practice if the foster parents decide they don't want to have to give that child up & a judge will listen to those coached lies.

It's also even more sinister if a private agency gets involved (I was fostered + adopted through a private agency). bc they make damn sure those foster parents get those kids permanently if they say so, even if by all means that kid should be placed back with their family. at my adoption hearing neither of my biological parents were represented at the hearing for permanently revoking their parental rights to me. neither of them even knew that was happening. and I didn't know until I was older that that's illegal, they're entitled to at least having a lawyer present if they can't be physically present. so my adoption was technically illegal (which makes sense bc I looked into the rates and costs for adopting kids in our state & they're astronomical but my adoptive parents weren't rich so like how'd they adopt four kids then? bc the private agency was doing illegal shit & they basically got that stolen kid discount). Nobody even knew I had been kicked around between four different states all without any record of my "fostering" in all but one of them, again that's illegal.

anyways every single part of the entire foster & adoptive system is shady and purposely targets kids of color + kids from poor families and doesn't care about ruining their lives and if u believe differently ur actually delusional

#tw foster care #tw adoption #idk it gets me heated every time bc that shit is not sunshine & roses its deeply traumatic no matter how u look at it #not to mention how many racist ass families specifically take in poc kids basically just to traumatize them & abuse them #its sickening shit #𓏲 ࣪₊ 📎\ rambles

[thecoolergrey]

Friendly reminder that the same people screaming “protect the kids!!!” In regards to anti-trans bills and anti-abortion laws are the same people who cut the funding to the foster care system back in 2018, which had immediate and devastating effects on both kids who needed to be put into foster care and also kids who were already in care. They don’t actually care about protecting the kids, they just want control over the bodies of women and the LGBTQ+ community.

#tw transpobia #tw abortion #tw foster care #this rant was brought on by the extreme amount of transphobia I keep seeing on my feeds on my other social media accounts #just tired of transphobes/conservatives in general screaming ‘protect the kids!’ and then refusing to actually protect kids #i said it once and i'll say it again #it’s not pro life it’s pro control

[salems-bitchtrials]

hot top gun take:

warning: foster care, mentions of child abuse, adoption

jake grew up in foster care

he often bounced from home to home because he often stood up for his foster siblings and would fight abusive foster parents (he was also seen as difficult because he has adhd and autism)

this is how he met javy, they were foster brothers in a particularly bad home where they'd look out for each other and their siblings until they were both sent to different homes

when he was about 10-12 he was sent to live with the seresins (an old money, influential family in texas), who eventually adopted him

mr & mrs seresin couldn't have kids of their own

jake has a bunch of adopted siblings for different cultures, ethnicities, races

#top gun takes #top gun maverick #jake hangman seresin #javy coyote machado #tw foster care #tw child abuse mention #tw adoption

[bobapplesimblr]

Styx: “My colleagues and I had thought of designing human-like machines long ago, as a group. But only when our biology-inclined colleagues brought up the hypothetical possibility of making human-passing androids did we think of all the problems we could solve. Our current objective is to tackle the adoption and foster care systems, making android families for the children that cannot find a family that will take care of them, or those who have suffered significantly in the hands of foster care and deserve a good and peaceful home. We have made extensive plans and tests to be certain that the androids we put out as a team and as a company are as human as possible, developing their own wants, their own likes, their own fears. An-”

Reporter: *interrupting* “If that’s so, what if an android decides that it doesn’t want to care for a child anymore?!”

Styx: *fuming* “Well, if you’d let me FINISH. The androids designed to care for children will not abandon them out of the blue. Like I said, they will develop their own wants, and we will let each one decide if they want to care for a child, or multiple children even. Making these androids and preparing them primarily for childcare will take it’s own time, it will not happen overnight, but as a company we wanted to be clear and open about our intentions. After hearing terrible gossip in the media lately we felt that we had to put our foot down and speak up in deffense of our project.”

Styx: “No, we are not making maid robots. No, we are not making sex robots. We are not making nannies, and we are not going after anyone’s jobs. We want to build families, not tear them apart. And that is our mission, plain and simple, to create safe homes and families for the children in need. For parents who are unable to adopt and have no biological means of conceiving a new generation. Countries where same sex couples are forbidden from adopting children, countries where single parents are forbidden from adopting children, countries where foster care is not implemented. Those are our current goals.”

*a moment of pause*

Styx: “I will also add that genetic tests are also under way, tests that will prove wether or not taking a sample of genetic code from two, or more, consenting parties can yield a coherent DNA chain that can then be used in the making of the androids. For those who would like to have a better chance of their new child looking like them, for those who might feel more comfortable or simply happy to have a descendant genetically linked to them, those are all matters we are exploring as we speak.”

#gen 3 styx #bobapplesimslegacy #MusicalTasteLegacy #the sims 4 gameplay #the sims 4 #ts4 #Styx #androids #journalists #tw foster care #tw adoption #cw foster care #cw adoption

[eoieopda]

What sort of law do you do? I’m currently a paralegal and debating law school and would love your thoughts!

if you’re down to suffer a lil bit and potentially rack up a lot of debt, go for it! i’d make the same choice if i went back in time. just make sure you’re honest with yourself about what you’re personally willing & able to do because law school is uhhhhhh a bitch and a half.

under the cut for a job description — please heed tws since it’s a lot of sensitive subjects rolled into one.

i used to do svu and my current area, but switched in january (2023) to exclusively handle child *b*se and/or n*gl*ct cases. so i prosecute the a/n and then i handle the custody bit (like, can they stay in the home with court/CPS oversight, do they need to be removed from their parent/legal guardian? if so, for how long?)

i oversee the case while CPS works with the family to fix whatever the root of the problems were (addiction, untreated mental health, poor parenting, anger management, domestic violence, inability to meet needs, etc. — this is not an exhaustive list, believe me)

if the families don’t get themselves together to the point where the kids can safely go home (within the time limit the law gives them,) that means i either petition the court to give custody/guardianship to able/willing relatives, or (if there is no family to provide care) to terminate parental rights so the kids can be adopted. that’s, like, family law death penalty — it’s definitely not as common as kids going home to parents/guardians who have turned their lives around!!!

#jade speaks #anon #so many law asks tonight lmao #i swear this was once a bts blog #i’m jk i love what i do and answering questions about it!! #tw abuse mention #tw neglect mention #tw cps #tw addiction mention #tw foster care #tw domestic violence mention #jade at law #non bts #tw child sa #tw svu

[ajz0626]

I am genuinely pissed off at both sides of the political spectrum, at this point, because both parties are using adoption and Foster Kids, as political pawns. I'm just sick of people acting like they give a fuck about adoptees or Foster Kids. We are not here to serve you. We don't owe anyone gratitude and we don't owe you an edge in a Facebook argument. Be better or Fuck Off

#adoption #tw adoption #abortion #pro choice #tw foster care #foster care #the system is fucked

[sansxfuckyou]

Lifeline

Summary: After so many, many years jumping from home to home, its finally dawned on you that you're nothing but a burden.

Warnings: Suicide Attempt, Referenced Foster Care, Implied Suicide, Nooses, Big Feels, Crying, Neck Tattoos, check tags for further warnings

Authors Note: I had to reschedule my counseling appointment to next week and this happened the night before I had a breakdown on the drive to school, let me know if I missed any warnings in the tags, once again, I preferably take reblogs as a form of currency over likes.

You want to scream.

You want to cry.

You want to escape.

You want to grasp darkness and never return.

You want to take the easy way out.

But...

Its hard to do that when hes standing right in front you as your leg freezes up as it goes to kick the stool.

"I, I know, its not the coolest way to go, but, its not like I have a gun." You say, keeping your voice level until the end with a telltale crack of a sob, why did you take off your sunglasses? You would've looked so much cooler in death if you were wearing them.

"Dave," you can hear the disappointment seeping into his voice, "why didn't you come talk to me?" Is he being serious?

"Cause, cause I didn't want to be anymore of a burden than I already am." You stutter out softly, those tears gathering in your eyes starting to slip down your hollow cheeks, you really let yourself waste away, didn't you? It was partially you various foster parents fault, but not acting out was on you, so was not picking up your act after you moved out with Jade, your foster sister.

"You were never a burden Dave, never," Dirk states as he walks up to you, you reach to readjust the shades that aren't on your head. "I just, didn't think to bring it up, even when things were looking bad, I'm glad I decided to stay the night."

Theirs a brief moment of silence broken only by your sniffles as you slowly step down from the stool. You turn away from him as you grab your shades, turning back as you go to put them on.

But you can't.

Not when you're frozen at the sight of Dirks eyes.

His eyes you had never seen before, you thought the shades were part of him since birth. But no, they weren't, hes holding them, and by god you're glad they aren't. His eyes are orange, burning, flaming, intense orange you never want to stop seeing. They look glossy in the low light and only then do you realize tears are starting to gather as he rubs his neck, running fingers along the circular, string like, tattoo...

Oh.

It.

Thats not a tattoo, not originally at least.

"Did you ever...?" You leave the question open before putting on your sunglasses, covering your own absurdly colored eyes, yours were red, a bloody crimson some said had speckles of platinum.

"Yeah." He responds to fast for it to be natural, his grip on his pointed shades tightens. "Yeah, it wasn't nice to wake up in a hospital with an IV and constraints to make sure I didn't do anything stupid." His voice catches and you're sure he's dying as he tells you this, like he's undoing stitches one at a time with a painful tear.

"I never would've guessed," you admit, you proceed with your speech after taking a breath. "You just seem so untouchable, so cool and aerodynamic, you're like, my cool gay brother I never had." You can't be sure if its the right choice but you press into sensitive territory, "did Jake bring you to the hospital?"

"I don't know who did, but I know I'm alive and don't ever want to do it again," Dirk says, he almost sounds aggressive, it causes you to cower. "And I don't want to drive someone to the hospital when they might end up DOA."

"That makes sense." You say, you want so badly to press on, but, the part of you of you that knows better overpowers the part thats always thirsting for more information.

Speaking of thirst.

You feel parched, you feel dry, internally and externally.

You slowly take a step back before grabbing a cup from the counter and dumping its contents down the drain, it was a mix of powdered pills of various origins in case the noose broke. You sigh a bit as you rinse out the cup, man, you still hear that call of the dead in your head, but the fact that Dirk is right there prevents you from answering said call. You slowly sip from your cup, Dirk stares silently at you, hes two, three years older than you are, hes at twenty two.

You make a vague gesture of offering him a cup and he shakes his head, you shrug your shoulders as he cuts the noose in two. Drawing his serrated pocket knife back and forth across the string, you wonder if he slept with it in his pocket, the sound of the tearing twine is a comfort. With a faint 'thud' part of the string comes down to the ground and you stare, speechless.

You don't even know how to feel.

You should feel relieved, you should feel sad, you should feel grateful, you should feel mad, but you don't feel anything.

You're just horribly stunned at what you were going to go through with, and even more so that someone cared enough to save you.

You don't even notice the tears dripping from your face until Dirk is standing in front of you, wiping them away with his calloused thumb. The next second you're sobbing into his shoulder while he rubs your back, the squeeze of his arms around your chest is comforting, and the scent of your blankets mixing with his scent is binding.

You don't ever want to let go of your lifeline.

#homestuck #homestuck fic #dave strider #dirk strider #jade harley #jake english #fanfic #fanfiction #fan fic #fan fiction #vent fic #tw sui implied #tw suicide #tw depression #tw crying #tw tattoos #tw foster care #tw angst

[eldritch-queern-magicat]

Oh gods. They had to actually make us be feminine and act like a girl all the time in foster care. Galaco isn't a girl, just feminine. Galaco is--I guess he's a boy? That just made him very happy. But he likes all the pretty things, too. He likes wearing skirts and dresses.

Along with this, I'm not sure we're actually genderfluid anymore. It feels wrong, like we're not being honest with ourselves. We can't confidently call ourselves a woman, though, or nonbinary. I think we're actually a feminine trans man. We like feminine things, but our body doesn't feel right. The most I can say for our chest is that having to wear a bra can mean a secret pocket, and they're fun to squish and stuff. But more often than not, they get in the way and are awkward to deal with. And for our bottom... Well to be frank, I wish I had a penis. What I have is just frustrating.

I keep asking myself questions because I'm so confused and kinda really freaked out. But the answers are always the same. I'm a man. A guy, a dude. But I'm also a feminine man.

And yeah, that's obviously alright. It's just that I'm only now starting to get used to it. And for a technically female alter, it's pretty weird.

-Nita 🥽😺

#dissociative identity disorder #alters #did system #did #dissociation #child alter #feminine boy #gender stuff #tw foster care #foster care #tw trauma #transgender #trans male #transgender man #trans man

[agirlwithmagicpals]

Ray polka mutt moodboard + some backstory

Ray originally came from California after being transferred from foster home to foster home many times before growing up and moving over to Nashua and getting a huge gig in the form of a puppy podcast and a dog themed children’s show for dog enthusiasts that became very obscure long after he was fired due to being caught red handed with a couple of show rivals despite being personally tutored by starstruck when it came to showbiz guess someone must’ve forgot to listen huh?

After his beloved tutor suddenly goes missing however he goes off in search of him like any loyal dog would despite the fact that he may have gotten a bit too attached to him before running into the likes of Wally and Barnaby respectively as he searches through the neighborhood for clues

#agirlwithmagicpals #welcome home au #ray polka mutt #starstruck #au moodboard #moodboard aesthetic #lavenderverse #oc aesthetic #au ocs #au ramblings #oc backstory #au lore #tw foster care #tw teeth #tw smoking #yes he does smoke from time to time #tw eye imagery #tw angst #tw missing person #wally darling #barnaby b. beagle