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jessica-larson · 5 months
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Elevate your after-school program with our strategic business plan. Dive into curriculum insights, safety measures, and more. Download now for a dynamic journey to shape an inspiring educational experience!
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5sospenguinqueen · 13 days
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Bedtime Stories | Daniel Ricciardo x Author! Reader
Summary: For the past six years, you've been dreaming of a future with Daniel. Until one silly little interview shatters every illusion.
Warnings: Swearing. Angst. Baby fever. End of a relationship. Daniel bashing.
Female reader with various faceclaims. Takes place in the 2022 season.
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User 2 no, it's not an announcement. her best friend is currently pregnant and she was gushing about looking forward to aunty duties
User 3 omg her and daniel would make the cutest babies though
→ User 4 i bet she can't wait until they have their own mini-me
User 5 imagine our rom-com queen going from writing the cutest but filthiest fiction imaginable to writing about why you should eat your carrots
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User 6 i can't believe this man was talking about being in the height of his career when he's been nothing but a flop since leaving red bull
User 7 the way he's been stringing this poor woman along for 6 years, knowing how badly she wants children, to then decide in a random interview that he's never going to have kids because they would be a 'distraction'
User 8 fans spotted y/n running from the pits once she saw that daniel was safely done with racing
User 9 i fear we may be witnessing the downfall of something we once held sacred
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fallontonight did you know @ YourUser Name was once chased by a kangaroo? find out how in tonight's episode of The Tonight Show 📚🦘
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YourUserName thanks for having me! ✨
User 11 excuse me, ma’am, reassess what
User 12 daniel has been absent from her last 3 posts
→ User 1 not even in the likes or comments
→ User 2 and he didn't even congratulate her on the recent book launch
→ User 3 ya’ll are reaching. he's busy racing. she's busy doing book promo. they still follow each other
User 4 anyone notice she didn't look as happy as she usually does
→ User 5 yes! and i swear she got teary when talking about her life plans 🥺
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YourUserName my happy place 🌊🐚🦀 Aug '22
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User 6 does this mean a new book is coming soon
→ User 7 girl, we’ve just had one. let the woman rest
→ YourUserName sorry, my lovelies but i don’t think i'm in the right headspace to being right a romance novel at this time
→ User 6 confirmation??!?!
→ User 7 we’re children of divorce
→ User 8 honestly fuck those two because i couldn’t have cared less about vroom vroom boys until mother started dating one and now i'm crying in class ‘cause they’re over
landonorris get that bread, queen 🍞
→ YourUserName who let you out of daycare
→ User 9 not y/n and lando interacting like she didn’t break his teammates heart
→ User 10 more like his teammate broke y/n’s heart. let's not make daniel out to be the victim here
kellypiquet p said get writing those children’s books so she can brag about aunty y/n to her friends
→ YourUserName my sweet girl. i saw the cutest dress the other day for her so I’ll pop round soon x
→ User 11 i love their friendship
→ User 12 get this woman a child. She’s too sweet to be stuck in cool aunt mode forever
User 13 anyone notice she didn't do her annual birthday post for daniel?
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User 14 no because the interviewer was so real for that. checo has a few children and he’s currently 2nd best. max is nowhere to be seen on the grid he's that far ahead and he makes sure p is his priority when she’s there so???
→ User 15 and the way he stormed out. i bet PR are sooo happy with him
User 16 nah because mclaren recently announced that they’re not extending his contract so he currently doesn't have his seat and doesn't have his y/n, all because he thought he was better than that
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danielricciardo yesterday was something. p17 wasn't the result we were expecting, and the media were a challenge but it's always a delight to be in Suzuka. Moving on to the Americas
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User 1 maybe if y/n was there, you wouldn't have done so badly
User 2 maybe if he had a baby waiting in the paddock he would’ve had more incentive to do better
mclaren we’ll get them next time 💪
User 3 letting mclaren and lando down
→ User 4 the real reason he and y/n broke up is because he has no wins. she should move onto lando or something
→ User 5 he’s way too young for her
→ User 4 they'd make a good looking couple tho
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YourUserName thirty, flirty and thriving. please enjoy a small snippet of my 30th birthday, organised by my favourite girl. these are the nice moments before she plies me full of cocktails and i become the sloppiest person in monaco tagged: kellypiquet
kellypiquet any chance to celebrate you 🤍🤍
→ kellypiquet and an even better chance to drink the entire bar and force max to carry us home
→ maxverstappen1 i'm just glad i was able to pull you both out of the sea before you drowned
landonorris can't believe you tried (and failed) to stop us from gatecrashing
→ YourUserName it was an exclusive event, we don't let randos in
→ landonorris i know you're joking but it still hurts my feelings
maxverstappen1 happy birthday, sloppy. you don't look a day over 40
→ YourUserName i'm gonna let that slide but only because i love the bag that kelly told you to buy
User 7 happy birthday to the best author
User 8 happy birthday queen
carlossainz55 happy birthday, y/n 💐
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User 5 kelly and y/n look like the funnest people to hang out with
→ User 6 literally need to know how to become part of their duo
lewishamilton happy birthday, y/n. have a lovely night 💕
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mclaren happy birthday to papaya's favourite author (we're still waiting for a racing rom-com that is quite clearly about your favourite f1 team and their super sexy admin) 🥳🥳
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This is going to be part of a Baby Fever Angst series with the other drivers. So, multiple drivers are going to have an smau like this.
Max’s Version
I do have Part 2s planned if people want them but also happy to leave it like this :)
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venomous-qwille · 8 months
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Ghost in the Machine
This is the master post for Ghost in the Machine links, character refs and FAQs.
I will try my best to keep this post as up to date as possible.
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What is Ghost in The Machine?
GITM is a DCA AU and a fic set in the retrofuture (2055ish) long after Fazco has shut down. An eccentric collector has been acquiring versions of the Daycare Attendant animatronic from closed locations around the world. The story involves a reader character who has been brought into repair the original post-Ruin DCA from the games, and hijinks ensue. There are also ghosts.
Where can I read the fic?
GITM is currently being posted on Ao3, and is updated every three weeks on Saturdays. The fic is being beta'd by the tremendously talented @bubbiethesaur. You can read GITM here!
There is also a podfic, which you can find here:
Updates to the podfic will be sporadic, so please be patient <3
Where can I see the art?
On this blog I use the #gitm au and #ghost in the machine au tags for GITM related content. If you are looking for art of a specific character, they also have their own tags: #misuta moon #nova #soleil #clip.exe #sunspot mk1 #fool eclipse #ruin eclipse #sombra #sunflower #mr sandman
FAQ~
Why haven't you answered my GITM ask?
One of three reasons: 1) your ask was too spoilery* 2) I'm waiting to answer it with art 3) ADHD
*spoilery includes but is not limited to: any questions about dual-AI or XYZ character's sun/moon variant; questions about character backstories and lore; questions about characters that have not featured in the fic yet (e.g Nova, Sanii, Harvest, Sunflower, Sandman etc); asks speculating about potential future scenarios (don't get me wrong, I love these asks, but I can't answer them!)
Where are all the Moons?
Read and find out. Seriously. There are at least 5 Moons who are core to the plot but I'm not going to talk about them, no matter how nicely you ask!
Does XYZ character have a Sun/Moon counterpart?
Some of them do, some of them don't. The dual-AI stuff is majorly plot related. If I'm not talking about someone's Sun/Moon counterpart, rest assured you will find out eventually. I won't be spoiling any of it on tumblr though :)
Can I create fanart of GITM?
Yes yes yes please do and please tag me when you post it so I can see it/reblog! If you are unsure if something is ok, please ask.
Can I create fanfic of GITM?
Super flattered about this. I have a longform answer to this question which you can read here. But tl;dr yes you can, please tag/credit me, do not spoil/try to write the lore, and please do not write GITM au (e.g mafia, mer, medieval). I have my own plans for this stuff and I would prefer to release the designs/stories in my own time. If you are unsure if something is ok, please ask.
Do you have character refs I can use?
There is a collection of art 'refs' for each character on the Misutamojis discord. Latest link here.
There are no proper call-out sheets/refs currently, but I have a huge body of art for the characters on this blog which should give you more than enough info for most of them. I will get around to creating proper refs eventually, in which case I will link them here.
Where can I find the playlist?
I update the spotify playlist fairly regularly, if you have any music recs you can send them over in an ask! You can listen to the playlist here!
I've heard there are secret GITM drabbles, where can I find them?
I used to post frequent drabbles from future chapters in the DCA Palooza discord, I have recently deleted the majority of them as people were going back and binging them which hadn't been the intended reading experience. Anywho, this question probably refers more to the spicy drabbles (which people have very kindly made a lot of delicious art for). These are still around! You just need to access the spicy channel and do some digging.
Is there a GITM discord?
Nope! There is a server for GITM emotes and a busy thread in the DCA Palooza, but currently I don't have any plans to make a GITM-centric discord community. If that does happen in the future it's likely I will simply convert the emotes server (Misutamojis).
It finally happened, I converted Misutamojis. You can join the GITM discord here.
Can I smooch the robots?
Yes.
All of them?
All of them.
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do u have any sort of website that can tell me jobs in a small town? trying to write a story set in a small town but i cant come up with any ideas for jobs apart from the essential ones like police or hospital
Jobs in a Small Town
Government: mayor, city manager, city council member, city attorney, city clerk, code enforcement officer, customer service representative, finance director, fire chief/firefighter, paramedic, human resources manager, information technology department, librarian, municipal court clerk/administrator/judicial specialist/court security officer, parks and recreation director, planning and zoning director, police chief/officer or sheriff/deputy, public works director, utilities clerk, wastewater plant operator
Business: business owner/operator or employee (such as a clerk, receptionist, manager, or administrator) at a shop, restaurant, cafe, gas station, mechanic, tow truck, locksmith, landscaper/lawn care, handyman, florist, funeral home, pool cleaner, daycare center, grocery store, feed and pet store, car dealership, clothing boutique, ice cream parlor, liquor store, bar, nightclub, community theater, "big box store" (like Walmart), warehouse store (like Costco), movie theater, mini-golf course
Medical Services: hospital (administration, doctor, surgeon, nurse practitioner, nurse, nurse's aide, respiratory therapist, anesthesiologist, orderly, receptionist, lab worker, security, etc.) Doctor's office or urgent care (administration, doctor, nurse, nurse practitioner, receptionist, etc.) Dentist or orthodontist (administration, dentist/orthodontist, dental assistant, orthodontic assistant, receptionist, etc.) Nursing home/assisted living facility (administration, doctor, nurse, orderly, etc.)
Random: country club employee, dog walker, babysitter/nanny, home nurse, museum director/curator/specialist/employee, town archaeologist (if area is rich in history), industrial jobs (mining, factories/manufacturing, farming/crop production, fishing/fisheries), wedding coordinator, convention center director, attorney, judge, taxi driver, utility repair technician, railway worker, bus driver, school jobs (principal, teacher, teacher's aide, librarian, cafeteria worker, counselor, security officer, custodian), airport jobs (administrative, security, service provider/employee, airline worker, pilot, flight attendant, plane mechanic)
That's all I've got at the moment, but keep an eye on the comments in case others come up with ideas! :)
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cyberwitchhhhhhhhh · 1 year
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What does your ideal job look like ?🤎
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Cards:Page of swords (reversed) ,Two of pentacles The magician,The tower
Okay pile one ! So I’m seeing your ideal job maybe helping people achieve there goals and where they want to be you may want to help people in counseling or a school therapist or even the law here but you want to help people make the right decisions because maybe in your past you didn’t do something right away or you might of made the wrong decision or you didn’t do something quickly you may also want to help people get there creative thinking going here and help people make decisions I’m also seeing marriage councilor someone who has something to deal with affairs or a divorce attorney I’m seeing what you want to do has a connection to what you went through and I’m seeing helping people get over grief or hard times so someone who deals with people struggling with mental health so I’m seeing this is all about helping other people so they don’t fall down the same hole as you .🤎
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Cards:Strength,The Devil,Queen of pentacles,Three of swords
Okay pile two I’m seeing your ideal job maybe writing books or art and drawing and I’m seeing you picking this type of career is because it helps tame with anger or feelings of sadness so you put it into a job because it helps you tame bursting out of having breakdowns this hobby really helps you i see im also seeing you owning a business of either a nursing home or a daycare im seeing you really like people or kids here something were your nurturing and protecting im also seeing you dealing with people who just lost or had a baby or people who are infertile so this connects to you being a really artsy and nurturing person .🤎
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Cards:The hermit,Six of pentacles,The Star,Queen of cups
Okay pile three ! Im seeing your ideal job maybe all over the place at the current moment your spending to much time worrying and soul searching for the right job or right career it will naturally come to you when the time is right No need to find out and figure everything out right away your still young but im seeing mainly you getting a chance at a law firm of a families business or advocate or fashion designer or you creating a food bank for people and your getting benefits from it but your plans are very all over the place you still have time if one plan doesn’t work out go on to the next and have hope that everything will come together I’m also seeing with this queen of cups you either want to start a group or lead something to help other people .🤎
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I swear Tumblr is driving me nuts with it eating my asks! This is the fourth time I've written an ask and you haven't received it! (Or you could be just working on one and I could be a blind person, sorry-) I'm not upset at you, I'm upset at Tumblr! I was hoping to request single dad Deku. I love the domestic vibes from this cute series but I was wondering what made him kidnap his darling? Perhaps his daughter comes home crying to her dad saying that her favorite teacher announced that they'll be going away soon due to them moving away/getting married.
♡ Home Early ♡
(A/N: I’m sorry tumblr kept eating your ask, so I hope this was worth it!!! I missed writing for single dad Deku and Isamu, I love them so much 😭😭😭 Thank you for the request!!)
Content Warning ⚠️: Yandere, domestic stuff, children, angst, mentions of kidnapping 
Summary: You’re going to move away but Isamu and Izuku don’t want you to (Yan!Izuku x GN!reader)
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You rock Isamu in your lap trying to calm her down. You had expected the children in your class to be sad about you leaving but not this much. You had announced this morning that you would soon be moving daycares as well as cities because your boyfriend wanted to move so you would go with him. Of course, many toddlers shed some tears at the announcement but none were as upset as Isamu.
Isamu immediately started sobbing at the news, begging you to stay with her and not to leave her. It was the middle of the day now, the rest of the children having nap time, Isamu couldn’t sleep though. Rather still crying, burying her face into your chest and holding onto your sweater.
“Isamu, please don’t cry” you say softly, gently stroking her curly hair. She doesn’t respond and unlike what you wanted she began to cry even harder. Should you call her father? You really don’t want to interrupt him, you know that heroes are probably incredibly busy.
“Don’t leave” Isamu sobs, her breaths uneven. You’re surprised she hasn’t passed out at how much she’s been crying. “Honey, I have to. My boyfriend’s moving there so I’m going to go with him” You say only to get more tears in response. “No!” She whines, clutching onto you tighter. You’re quite sure that you’ll have to send her home early.
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Izuku was very concerned when he was called by the daycare to come pick up his daughter. He was even more concerned when Isamu kept crying every time he tried to take her away from you. He was honestly sad but embarrassed, he loved his daughter more than anything but he was also in love with you and was worried you’d think he was a bad father from her melt down.
He was able to eventually pry her off of you. Taking her to the car, buckling her in her car seat despite her protests. “Won’t you tell me what’s wrong?” He worriedly asks, wiping off some of her tears. “Y/n-sensei is l-leaving” she mumbles quietly before breaking down again and telling him what you said.
“What do you mean they’re leaving, sweet pea?” He asks soothingly, almost as if not accepting her words. He’s not sure if he should believe her or not. She was a toddler after all.
But what if she was telling the truth. Izuku was obsessed with you and couldn’t imagine being away from you. He had already planned out your lives together! If you left you two would never be able to get married, Isamu would never be the flower girl, you’d never greet him with a kiss every time he came home, you two would never be able to give Isamu a younger sibling, you two could never adopt a dog, or grow old together!
Izuku comes to the conclusion he needs to take you for himself. It’s the only way to keep you to himself.
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Thank you for reading, darling!!
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theduckofindeed · 4 months
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Chapter 1 of My Sun and Moon Fanfic is Almost Done!
A few weeks ago, I wrote a post about a fanfic I’m writing about Sun and Moon from FNAF: Security Breach.  I’ve really been struggling with the story’s opening, but I’m finally starting to make some progress there, so getting this story published in the “near” future is starting to look more and more likely.
Chapter 1 has now been relocated to much later in the story.  So chapter 2 has become the new chapter 1, and I’m rather proud of how it’s coming along.  I want to be careful to avoid filler and make sure that every scene progresses the story, and I’ve managed to pack a decent amount of detail into that first chapter.  Oh, and chapter 1 is already over 6000 words, but there’s nowhere to break it in half!  We start at a very logical opening, Sun’s first day at the Daycare.  Splitting that in half would be weird.
Just gotta get this first section done (maybe spanning a month?), and then I should feel more comfortable publishing chapters.  I’m just struggling a bit because some of the scenes I have planned don’t have a clear order, chronologically speaking.  Especially at first, as Sun is just doing his day-to-day job, so there are plenty of things that could happen in any order.  Instead, I have to figure out which scenes serve my current purpose of progressing more abstract themes…not sure if that makes sense, but I think that explains why I’m having a harder time writing this story than I have others.  I have roughly four things that must be established during this first section of the story.  But now that chapter 1 is close to being done, I should at least have a very solid foundation from which to continue.
Last of all, I wanted to mention that the story is more or less going to be strictly from Sun’s POV.  Except for the original chapter 1, which was relocated for a reason.  At first, Sun isn’t going to be quite as we remember him in the game.  He’s still a new AI and has yet to fully learn how to communicate with humans without coming off as, well, robotic.  But worry not, for soon enough, he will grow into the Sun we all know and love!  It will take a bit more time for Moon to appear in the story, but I’ve already written a lot of future scenes starring the both of them, and I’m liking my interpretation of Moon so far.
So my next order of business: continue the story’s opening and decide on a proper title and summary!
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theworldoffostering · 11 months
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I’m checking in on this space every day, but haven’t had a lot of words to write.
My dad is still here. It’s weird waiting on death. I’m spending quite a bit of time with him but life also gets in the way and it’s never as much as I would like. He’s declining but still up and walking around at home, and eating and drinking. We can no longer go out to eat with him. He often needs to be fed food if it requires utensils. These are things that have changed over the past month or so.
Summer school ends for me this week. I’m planning to submit final grades on Saturday and then take some real time off.
Ms. 6 turns 18 in about two weeks. It feels oddly empowering. She has been lording a lot over us for the past ten months. In some ways, her being 18 means we have more power and it’s messed up, but I’m grateful. I think she’s super depressed but every time I broach the subject with her she vehemently denies it and shuts down the conversation.
My mom is celebrating her birthday this weekend. I know we all feel the lasts with my dad. There is a lot of sad.
H and E both have summer jobs. One has a lawn care business and one is walking dogs. We have also gone on the list to be a foster home for kittens with our local animal shelter. So far no calls.
Baby is slated to begin play-based therapy this summer. I am holding out hope that it will be helpful. I’m not sure what else to try. He’s in a morning basketball camp this week and next. Then we are moving onto swim lessons.
NB wrapped up daycare for good last week. He’s moving into all day 4k in the fall. Holy smokes—are we done paying for daycare for forever?! Feels like a major win!
Our kids finished school last week. DS completed his driver’s ed class. He doesn’t even need to take a test at the DMV. DH and I can just say he took the class and did his hours with us, and boom! He gets a drivers license! He’s probably not quite there yet, but he’s close. I had him drive home from the Milwaukee on the interstate the other day and he did great. I need to see if he knows how to parallel park. He seems like a decent driver but still wants a lot of coaching from me and it is a lot for him to attend to at once. I’m unsure if that’s the ADHD or just inexperience, but thinking about directions, turn signals, accelerating vs braking, etc. is a lot for him to keep in his brain at one time.
DH is working a summer job at a fancy resort as a banquet server. Someone tipped us off that there is good money to be made in tips. The hours are great for summer: 2-10pm. They trained him as a server and bar tender. Busy weeks are just beginning and his first paycheck is tomorrow so we will see what happens. I’m glad he has some money coming in and glad it works in terms of the schedule.
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hellooelloello ur writing is so good, not that u need me to tell u that lol. dyu have any boat boys headcannons about Mariana or just in genral i'm sure lots of us would love to hear them (cough me cough)
also i love impdubs so much and ur fic made me fall even harder for them if that was even possible
genuinely as a nonwriter i just wanna say ur words are literal magic
Hello!! I have a big love-hate relationship with writing (more like love...ignore for weeks at a time relationship) so thank you for the compliments on it, always appreciated! Also I love meeting based Impdubs enjoyers, I love my boys so much (Gem is one of us), like come on they literally argue about their shared funds in hermitcraft...they're actually married I'm sorry.
As for my headcanons about Mariana (Fic title gets shorter everytime someone mentions it...still find it hysterical, I want my next ask to just not refer to it at all) I have plenty, trust me I will not shut up if you ask me a question about it.
The ones I can think of on the spot are as follows:
Boat boys
Growing up, Etho was kid that didn't study and got straight A's while Joel was the kind of kid that could get straight A's but didn't to "lower his parents expectations"
On that note Etho definitely did homework for people for cash while Joel tutored Jimmy throughout most of...his life really
Joel didn't have plans for after highschool at first (he was going to join the military, Grian and Jimmy gave a very loud NO to this) but then someone said he just "wasn't smart enough for it" and he took it personally
Boat boys can both skateboard and do graffiti; and they're really good at it...that's it
Once when Joel was drunk Etho carried him firearm style. To get back at him, on the rare occasion that Etho got drunk Joel carried him out bridal style. It's now become a thing.
Ranchers
Jimmy is amazing with kids, worked at a daycare part time and all the kids LOVED him. He can befriend any child
Tango initially planned on going to trade school instead but basically got a full ride scholarship and decided why the hell not
Jimmy doesn't have his driver's license (he doesn't have a car and public transit is good enough that he doesn't really need one) he can drive his tractor and that's about it
Prior to working at Skizz's restaurant part time neither of the Ranchers could cook, it was 'smoke detector going off' and 'fire extinguisher on hand' kind of bad
Both of them despise goats. Don't ask.
Impdubs
Impulse and Bdubs worked really hard to make sure they could both go to college together because according to Bdubs "If I couldn't just walk over to Impulse's dorm to see him whenever I want I'm going to be VERY UPSET."
Impulse likes to leave out the fact that when he proposed he never even said the words "will you marry me" as he was too busy crying (not that Bdubs noticed, he was crying too). In fact they were both crying the minute he brought the ring out.
Bdubs is the best landscape artist you have ever seen in your life
Impulse was captain of the robotics team in highschool and he won a lot of competitions, he doesn't like telling people because it feels too 'braggy'
Absolute cuddlebugs the both of them, they're practically glued to each others side most events they go to
That's all I can think of at the moment but I love headcannons so feel free to tell me your own! (if you're comfortable of course) Give me any question or prompt and I'll talk for ages, trust me. Thank you for the ask!!
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jessica-larson · 5 months
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driftingmoonmenace · 2 years
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"You brought me breakfast?" "Well you said you always forget to eat before you go to work, so I thought I'd make sure you ate something."
For the prompt!! ♥ —Naff
HI NAFF!!! 👀💕 Oh man I actually have a great idea for this!! (And once again this ended up way longer than I planned so enjoy another huge drabble LMAO)
The Daycare was almost empty, save for a few straggling kids who were settled at a craft table not too far off from you, keeping themselves busy with the plethora of markers, crayons, and other bits of craft supplies that littered the area.
Sun happily sat with them at the table, slightly bouncing along to the Daycare theme song in his criss-cross position, as he watched their little hands scribble furiously on their papers. Occasionally making jokes with over the top gestures and unnatural contortions that were followed by smiles and little giggles. Something you yourself couldn't stop from smiling fondly at as you watched on.
It was the end of the day for them, and they were using the crafts as a means to pass the time while waiting for their parents to arrive to take them home.
Your day, on the other hand, had just begun as you finished making yourself comfortable at the security desk, like always, it seemed these days. A little 'home' away from home in the massive mall-like building.
Pulling out the tablet from one of the drawers, you set it up in front of you before grabbing a little bluetooth keyboard from its case to start typing up your report. It beat trying to type on the screen which always felt like it took too long to write just one sentence. It's not like you needed to be near Sun at the moment anyways so you left him be for now. You could wait until all the kids left before you really got started.
As you were setting up your area, you didn't notice Sun give the children a 'one moment' hand gesture before jumping up and making long, bouncy strides out of your line of view, before bounding over to the security desk from where he'd run off to.
"Hello, Sunshine!"
Startled, you whipped your head up to look at the tall sun-themed animatronic that was leaning eagerly over the desk towards you. You couldn't help laughing nervously at the close proximity. "H-hey there, Sunny! You and the kids doing ok?"
Sun bounced back on his heels to his full height with his ever present smile, giving you a little relief, before clasping his hands in front of him. "Oh, yes yes yes! We're doing just fine with arts and crafts!" His rays excitedly rotating side to side. "But actually, I came over because I have something for you!"
This caught your attention that had previously shifted back to setting things up so you could steady your nerves from Sun's lack of boundaries. You raised an eyebrow as you turned your gaze back up at him. Curiosity completely making you forget your task. "Oh? Whatcha got for me?"
Seemingly out of nowhere Sun pulled out a small box with the 'El Chip's' logo plastered on the top. Showing it off briefly before setting it down in front of you. "I got you this!"
You looked down at the box, then back up at Sun, and once again back down to the box. Gingerly you opened the top to reveal nacho chips with a cup of nacho cheese on the side. "You brought me breakfast?" You were too busy looking at the chips to notice that Sun's demeanor had turned a little south. "Well, you said you always forget to eat before you go to work, so I thought I'd make sure you ate something!" His notorious hand fidgeting started to begin. "It's not the most nutritious, but we don't have a fridge in the Daycare. So hopefully it's ok!"
You looked back up to see the nervous state Sun was putting himself in, feeling a little bad at the lack of immediate positive reaction on your part. "Oh, Sunny, it's more than ok, thank you! That was really thoughtful."
This seemed to help as Sun perked up, his rays doing their little excited dance around his head. "Oh, good good good!" His hands ceased their nervous fidgeting and were back to being clasped in front of him once more.
"I actually really like nachos, so it's a good breakfast to me!" You smiled up at him sincerely though a sudden thought crossed your mind.
"Wait, how did you get these? I thought you weren't allowed to leave the Daycare?"
Sun seemed to stiffen, his rays freezing in place, and he looked as if he'd become a statue. There was a long silence between the two of you before the sound of his voice box cracked to life.
"Well..."
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f1-disaster-bi · 4 months
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Oh the isn’t she lovely ask - how about first time to the factory? Maybe you’ve plans on that already. Could include a multitude of people. 🤷🏻‍♀️
Ooooo yes! This would be such a good one!
Lando bringing Eloise with him one day because he's been called in to do similar work. It's during his last season in F2, and his parents are away. His siblings are all busy. Eloise’s daycare is closed and he can't bring himself to leave her with someone he's never met so Jon promises to watch her while he's in the sim
Lando would be so nervous calling Zak. He's already signed with McLaren for next year, they know about Eloise but he hasn't brought her to any races or to the factory because he's still strying to keep a low profile. He's trying to stop the media writing shit about him and his daughter so when he gets the all clear, Lando is still nervous. He's afraid people will judge or be annoyed at having Eloise there because she's still only little
But everyone adores her, and wants to meet her and Lando ends up leaving with so many different little gifts that the staff had been dying to give him and he just feels so loved and supported
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princessgemma12 · 9 months
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okay not to be a complex individual on main but I hatehatehatehatehate that anti-choicers call themselves "prolife"
You're not prolife. forced-birth is the antithesis to promotion of life. I would call myself "pro-life" if the fucks hadn't gotten to it first.
I am pro-UBI.
I am pro-free universal healthcare--that's child health care, mental healthcare, senior health care, family healthcare. All healthcare.
I am pro-education and intellectualism--pro-free education, pro-comprehensive sexuality education from pre-k to 12th grade, pro-critical race theory and critical reading theory and everyday useful information like how to do your taxes, write a resume, etc.
I am pro-family--pro-children being treated like human beings with complex inner worlds and not tiny Mini Mes and free household labor and Drama Queens Without Thoughts. I am pro-family planning resources and contraceptives and sterilization and abortion and free daycare and pto and paid parental leave and taking teenagers seriously when they make a distinction about themselves.
I am pro-bodily autonomy--pro-corpses being respected regardless of potential use, pro-people being buried or disposed of in any way they like (that does not necessarily harm other, living people), pro-sterilization and abortion for any reason, pro-OTC birth control, pro-listening to disabled people, pro-listening to children, pro-communication, pro-casual body modification and pro-self expression.
I am pro-plants and pro-animals and pro-fungi. I am an environmentalist and a consumer of meat and a lover of leather--I am a lover of biodegradable plastics and non-toxic man-made materials, and a lover of home-grown vegetables and wild-picked berries. I am an advocate for people being financially free to choose veganism and vegetarianism and stand up for people like me who simply cannot afford to. I am anti-declawing of cats, and of docking tails and ears, and pro-shearing sheep and milking livestock. I am anti-factory farming and pro-backyard homesteading, and pro-plant anarchism.
I don't typically find jokes poking at people's deaths funny--I don't think damning people to painful death is humane or fair or moral, regardless of the reasoning--I don't think anyone deserves to die regardless of any moral failing or bankruptcy--I don't think any one life is more valuable or "useful" than another--I don't think a person's value is based on usefulness or morality--I think everyone is worth the same, intangible amount as any other person's. Because we're all human, and we're all human lives.
I am pro-adoption and pro-foster, and pro-social safety nets and anti-capitalist. I am pro-small businesses with punk aesthetics that support their communities, and anti-corporations pandering to my values in an attempt to bank on my biases.
I think these are the things that deserve to be called "pro-life"
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meatbricks · 6 months
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I’d love to hear some general hc’s about the killers. Sfw, nsft, whatever.
FUCK YES LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOO—
seriously though i'm so glad you asked for this because i've been looking for an excuse to actually sit down and add on to my hc list so i could post it here!!
(hcs are under the cut LOL)
BOTH OF THE KILLERS:
they're romantically involved to some extent (although the term "romantically" is used loosely; whatever they have going on is. very thoroughly fucked up LOL)
sometimes they fuck in front of victims that they plan to sexually abuse as a way to taunt/threaten them (i.e., "this is what's gonna happen to you in a little bit")
while both have separate motives (more about that later), they have sort of a symbiotic relationship in terms of their crimes (i.e., one of them picks victims/murder methods, one of them stalks victims, etc)
both of them kill people, but only one of them paints; this doesn't necessarily mean that he's more into painting than killing, though, as he values both of them equally as "art forms"
they live in an "abandoned" house that's basically located in the middle of nowhere (henceforth referred to as the Spook Zone™); "abandoned" i.e., no one officially owns or is aware of the property anymore
they officially, formally "met" at a bar, but have technically known each other since childhood via repeated incidental meetings (eg. at the local playground, went to the same daycare program, etc)
they don't actually know each other's real names and only know each other by the nicknames they introduced themselves as, respectively (long hair guy is Painter, masked guy is Bruteforce)
PAINTER:
very thin with long, stringy black hair; about 5'10" (177.8 cm) and severely underweight
ridiculously pale due to almost no exposure to the sun
male, 27 years old (at the time of active crimes), pansexual
rarely ever sleeps or eats, is usually awake and busy working on his art
most of the paintings are made before the actual murders are committed
half Japanese; Japanese biological dad left at some point and his white mom ended up remarrying, thus he mostly grew up with white parents
is autistic and has depression to some extent, but was never actually diagnosed with either because his parents didn't want to acknowledge it
has had very low testosterone levels since birth (or at least extremely early childhood), thus never grew any body hair and never had his voice drop at puberty
was very isolated for most of his childhood; lived in a rural, secluded area and didn't have any friends at school due to his appearance
had a younger sister, whom he sexually assaulted and eventually murdered when he was in his late teens and she was in her very early childhood (i.e., 3-6 age range)
this led to his parents disowning and institutionalizing him, which resulted in him developing strange views on sexuality, morality, and the human condition due to being around other unstable people
ended up escaping the mental hospital at some point; romanticizes the time he spent there, thus occasionally wearing his hospital gown
entirely self-taught as far as his art goes, could be considered a savant of sorts
occasionally writes in addition to painting; most of what he writes is poetry that relates in some way to his crimes
used to be homeless, currently lives in the Spook Zone™ rent-free
is a sexual sadist, which effectively serves as a motive for his crimes; most of the paintings and methods in which victims are killed come from his sexual fantasies
also has necrophiliac tendencies and preserves some of the physically smaller corpses (eg. cory, fiona, etc) for sexual use
interestingly, has no sexual attraction towards children specifically; generally only preserves them due to the fact that they're easier to transport than adults
sees his victims as "beautiful" & generally finds beauty in human imperfection, pain, and suffering; tortures/kills people to enhance their "beauty" by his standards and make them fit his "artistic vision"
specifically fond of twisting sibling relationships to fit this "artistic vision", typically in sexual or violent ways (or via both means, if the victims are really unlucky)
fascinated by human anatomy and sees the imperfect, "beautiful" human body as a canvas of sorts, views his crimes as art in the same way he views his paintings as art
also views his own pain and suffering "beautiful" and intentionally hurts himself/gets hurt frequently; is technically a sexual masochist (most of his self injury is done during masturbation)
hypersexual & willing to engage in sexual activity 99.9% of the time, is also very open and unabashed about his sexual habits & desires
has a habit of referring to certain things by weird euphemisms (eg., calls his dick his "paintbrush")
is usually the one to go out and stalk victims before killing them, enjoys doing so thoroughly as it gives him both jerk-off material (he likes to watch his victims sleep) and a reference for his artwork
really, really doesn't like wearing clothes (especially shoes for whatever reason)
incredibly narcissistic and delusional, believes that everyone should (and will) appreciate him & his artwork; has a very fragile ego as a result and is sometimes prone to emotional breakdowns
despite mainly being motivated by sexual sadism and Artistic Drive™, he'll sometimes kill out of Narcissistic Rage™, frustration, or because of artblock
hides his emotions exceptionally well despite experiencing most of them in extremes & generally appears calm & sophisticated (unless he's Obscenely Horny™ or Fucking Pissed™)
surprisingly intelligent & soft-spoken, speaks very eloquently and politely; also has a slight stutter and uses such to manipulate victims by deliberately appearing pitiful and "charmingly awkward"
has an unhealthy obsession with Bruteforce; views him as the epitome of human imperfection (basically a being made of pure hatred) and wants to see how far that imperfection can be expanded
also likes him because he's Big and Strong™ and can hurt him really good, but can also take a beating himself and puts up with Painter's breakdowns; basically also sees him as a punching bag
gets a huge ego boost out of the fact that Bruteforce goes out of his way to suit his needs 24/7 (i.e., does what he asks in terms of murder-related activities, financial & emotional support, etc)
is fairly codependent as well, not only relying on Bruteforce for security but also wishing to be his "ideal lover" and/or more like him in terms of his whole "imperfection = perfect" thing
BRUTEFORCE:
"strongfat", big and bulky with short, unkempt hair; 6'5" (195.58 cm) and overweight
usually wears masks fashioned out of victims' faces during murders for anonymity purposes
male, 20 years old (at the time of active crimes), bisexual
half Italian; has some Eastern-European heritage as well but not nearly as much as his Italian heritage
has adhd and generalized anxiety disorder; most of his anxieties center around losing painter somehow (i.e., painter leaving/betraying him, him willingly leaving for some reason, painter dying, etc)
looks a little like he has radiation poisoning underneath his mask/clothes in general; may actually have some form of it as a result of frequent exposure to x-rays due to repeated injuries over the years
also developed a benign stomach tumor that was misdiagnosed as malignant & fatal by his former doctor, who later became the mask that he wears
first victim was his girlfriend of 9 months at 17 years old, whom he ended up killing and later eating to dispose of the body; killed her because he believed she was pregnant with his child
eats a lot for Energy Reasons™ & is a bit of a caffeine junkie (only really consumes energy drinks and soda); very rarely sleeps due to these dietary choices
is also a little bit of an alcoholic, steals liquor from victims sometimes
is usually the one to go out and buy things (both for mundane and homicidal uses), has a much more "human-like" complexion as a result of more exposure to the sun
also does most of the housework and groundskeeping, basically just owns the Spook Zone™ now considering its status as technically abandoned
sometimes does freelance stand-up comedy at local bars on open-mic nights; is considerably successful in this endeavor and has become a bit of a town celebrity (no one knows he's a serial killer, of course)
owns several properties and makes money as a landlord, courtesy of his late parents; also steals money from victims every so often
had parents who encouraged his violent tendencies and ended up bullying other kids at school as a result, but never really got in trouble for it because his parents were of relatively high status
not only is this where his homicidal/sadistic tendencies really started to develop, but it also gave him a habit of stealing things (eg. he'd steal girls' dolls and do interesting things with them)
father was a police officer who wanted his son to go into the same field of work; was trained in such work but ultimately didn't pursue a profession in it
has a particular disdain for most police officers as a result of the behavior he observed from his dad's coworkers
ironically refers to himself as "officer brad bagels" every so often as a reference to such
has very anti-natalist views and primarily targets children and families because of it, believes that doing so will help combat overpopulation
is also very disdainful of the way society places emphasis on getting married/entering a romantic relationship, generally dislikes the idea of depending on others' validation that society tries to sell
despite this being his main motivation, he still enjoys & revels in the brutality of his crimes (hence his self-appointed nickname)
is typically the one to choose victims and is often the catalyst for Painter's fantasies that generate the murder method, usually as a result of suggesting methods or making some comment about such things
surprisingly good at coming up with creative torture/murder methods, but more often than not they're very physically disfiguring to the victim and leave them looking like a pile of meat
closeted necrophile and acrotomophile (i.e., amputation fetishist); likes to use severed limbs and other body parts for sexual gratification
also a sexual sadist, but is shyer about and more embarrassed by these desires than Painter is and tries to keep them as secret as possible
psychological/emotional masochist, enjoys being berated/being made to berate himself during sex
agalmatophile (likes dolls), would cut holes in the dolls he'd steal from his classmates when he was younger and use them as sex toys; sometimes even removing limbs as well
usually the one who rapes victims while they're still alive despite the fact that Painter is more into the sexual sadism thing, both because he's bigger & stronger and because Painter likes to watch
has a tendency to get hard during murders due to this, but never really does anything about it if he isn't told to and generally prefers to not do anything about it
oddly charming and charismatic when in public, but is very jittery, loud, and aggressive under pretty much any other circumstance; has a much more volatile temper than Painter and is more physically violent
also a complete and total dumbass; only really knowledgeable on the subject of murder, how to get away with murder, and other murder-related subjects
has a very casual and almost vulgar manner of speaking & is fairly talkative, really is Just Some Guy From Louisiana™
incredibly petty, sometimes chooses victims based on personal grievances (eg. tom harris was killed because he stole this guy's juice box in 3rd grade)
adores Painter and has no idea how to deal with it, as he's never fallen for anyone that intensely before
puts up with Painter's shenanigans & generally does what he wants so that he'll stay (both for practical reasons and because Painter is his emotional support sillyman)
is incredibly grateful for Painter's masochism & the fact that he basically gets to use Painter as a stress ball when he's exceptionally pissed; they have a mutual punching bag thing going on
is aware that his relationship with Painter is unhealthy and abusive (and, ultimately, that he's being manipulated and preyed on to some extent), but doesn't really care and chooses to stay anyways
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smkkbert · 2 years
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Time for a story - The Offer
Author’s Note: I'm back, I guess. The summer break is over and although I planned to do a lot of writing, I ended up not writing at all. :D Here's to the last 36 chapters that you need to read and the last 27,5 chapters that I need to write. :D
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“All done.” Oliver lifted Mia from the changing table and kissed her forehead before he placed her against his chest, so her warm chest rested against his and her head came to lie against his shoulder. “It’s already a lot better with a clean diaper, isn’t it?”
Mia still didn’t seem completely content. She was still wriggling slightly in his arms. Her fussing had become quieter though, so Oliver continued holding her against his chest with one arm. His hand was cradling the back of her head.
Since Felicity had a busy day at Queen Incorporated, Oliver had taken the day to work from home. John was attending any important meetings and appointments, so Oliver could work through some papers and watch the kids for the day. He had had a rather quiet day since Emmy and Tommy had been at school and Millie and Addie at daycare. It had only been an hour since they had returned.
Hence, he had been alone with Mia for most of the day, and she had been rather content just lying in her playpen and playing with a rattle. Whenever she had become a little fussy, Oliver had lifted her against his chest and held her in one arm. The paperwork, as annoying as it was, could be done single-handedly after all.
It was only the last twenty minutes that Mia’s fussing had become a little more continuous. She had welcomed her siblings home at first, pedaling her legs and reaching out her hands for them, when they had stepped by to say hello to her. She had squealed at the attention they were giving her.
Once that playtime had stopped and her siblings had gone their ways, Mia had started fussing. She had been restless, moving all the time. No position had seemed to be to her liking though. Oliver had hoped that the change of diaper would quiet her fussing a little which it certainly had. She still wasn’t completely content though.
Humming, Oliver went up and down in the nursery. He used his free hand to rub over Mia’s back. She couldn’t be hungry, and she had a fresh diaper. She wasn’t tired either. Oliver guessed she was just in need for some attention, so that was what she should get.
With slow steps, Oliver went to the small stereo equipment and switched it on. An arbitrary station was played. The sounds of Still the one by Shania Twain filled the room, and Oliver couldn’t help but smile when he started swaying to the sounds of the music.
“Have I ever told you about this song?”
Oliver whispered the question in Mia’s ear, faltering only briefly before saying Felicity’s name. Sometimes he and Felicity would call each other mom and dad even when talking to Mia. Other times they tried to avoid doing so. They were her foster parents, but they were still months separating them from being her legal parents. Mia could still be taken from them if relatives of her were to be found. They told themselves that they were protecting Mia from being too confused if that happened, but really they were just protecting their own hearts a little.
Pushing that thought away, he focused on the soft sounds of the music and listened to the lyrics. He remembered dancing to this very song with Felicity one night. The warmth that that memory sparked filled every cell of his body and gave him a feeling of contentment and love.
“I am not much of a dancer.” Oliver whispered the words into Mia’s ear quietly, still moving to the rhythm of the song. “I only make exceptions for very special people, so you can feel honored that I am dancing with you.”
He continued swaying to the music slowly and felt Mia calming down a little. She still released low sounds, but those sounded less and less like she was fussing and more like she was trying to fight sleep. Her body that had been tense and wriggling seemed to soften. She was getting comfortable, melting into his chest in the best way possible.
Oliver was still amazed by how quickly Mia had accepted him and Felicity. With their biological children he had always known that the bonding had started when they had still been in Felicity’s womb. Their voices had been the first they had heard long before they had been born. Their touches had been the first they had felt, first through different layers, later skin to skin. Their smells had been the first they had perceived, connecting them to protection and love.
Maybe it was the latter that had earned them Mia’s trust so quickly. She had been abandoned and left alone, a thought that still made goosebumps spread all over his back. He and Felicity had not alone found her and taken her to safety, but they had spent a lot of time with her since. They had been the first to hold her in their arms and whisper encouraging words to her while she had been going through those scary times at the hospital. They had given her a home, a safe place to stay and grow up.
There were good reasons that she was feeling so comfortable around them, but it still felt like a little miracle.
A low noise made Oliver drop his gaze to the floor. Seeing the pacifier on the wooden floor, he frowned slightly and turned his head to see that Mia had indeed dropped her pacifier from her mouth. She grimaced, her forehead wrinkled and her tongue sticking out like she was trying to find the pacifier.
“What are you doing?” Oliver asked softly and shifted Mia’s position, so she was lying cradled in his arm against his chest. She released some grumpy sounds. “You don’t like to be without your pacifier, do you?”
Bending his knees slightly, he reached into the crib for a clean pacifier. As soon as he pushed it between Mia’s lips, she sucked it into her mouth with a long sigh. Her body relaxed against his muscles once more.
“See?” he whispered to her and tapped the tip of her nose, making her squeal half-heartedly. “So much better already.”
Oliver put his free hand to Mia’s chest and allowed himself to just feel her quick heartbeat under his touch. Her heart – as fragile as it was – was beating strongly because she did have a strong soul. She’d certainly grow up to have a strong mind too. Oliver could only hope for some mercy being granted to him and Felicity when the time came that Mia would show that strong mind.
That thought made him chuckle. He tickled Mia’s tummy a little, but it got him no reaction. Apparently, Mia had decided to be a little hard to cheer up for the moment.
Going down on one knee, Oliver grabbed for the pacifier Mia had dropped before. He lifted it in front of his eyes, so he could look at it closely. It was one of the hand-painted pacifiers the kids had made when they had been at Donna and Quentin’s last week. This one was showing an arrow and a bow next to a laptop and glasses. It had been Emmy’s work, and Oliver couldn’t help but feel his chest warming at the thought how Emmy had managed to represent her parents so perfectly with just those four little drawings.
A movement caught his attention from the corner of his eyes. He turned his head to see Felicity standing in the door. She held both of her hands pressed to her heart as she looked at him with wide eyes and slightly opened lips, taking in how he was still kneeling on the floor.
“Oh my God.” She gasped for breath. “I don’t know what to say. It comes so unexpectedly.”
It took Oliver the break of a moment to catch up to her thoughts. Maybe it was because he had been married to her for so long that he could barely remember a time it was different. Maybe it was because it had been so long since he had done this the last time. Anyway, it took him a second to realize that he did have to look a little bit like a proposing man.
“Unexpectedly?” Oliver perked up his eyebrows. “Really?”
Felicity chuckled, dropping her hands from her chest and stepping into the room. She crossed the distance towards him. Instead of taking the pacifier that he still held out like a ring, she reached her hands out to take Mia from him though. Oliver was quick to tightened his arm around the young girl, frowning at her.
“No, no, no,” he said, shaking his head, “I am demanding my answer first.”
An amused smile spread on Felicity’s lips. She went down on her knees in front of him and put her hands to his elbows. Her forehead came to rest against his. Oliver couldn’t help himself. He had to close his eyes and angled his head a little, so his nose brushed against the soft skin of her face. He breathed her in and let the scent of her skin clear his mind for a moment.
He thought about all those mornings that he had woken up with the scent of her skin the first thing he perceived. He would turn his head, snuggle his face against the top of her chest and press his nose against the warm skin there like he pressed it against the skin of his face now. There would never be a scent that he’d connect to so much love and safety as the thought of her skin.
“An answer to a question like this has to be well thought-through.”
Felicity’s words reached him like they were said through a cloud. Oliver was so deeply lost in his own memories right now that it took him a moment to understand what she was saying or realize that she was taking Mia right out of his arms.
When Felicity pulled back, Oliver’s eyes snapped open. Felicity held Mia cradled against her chest, looking at the girl’s face with a warm smile.
“Do you consider rejecting me?”
Chuckling, Felicity shot him a brief glance. He could see the spark of amusement and playfulness in her eyes. She needed this little teasing and fun. She certainly had had a long day with endless hours behind the desk.
“I can’t say.” Felicity cocked her head. “But I might.”
Oliver perked up an eyebrow. “Maybe I should propose to you and find out for real whether-“
“Hell no.”
Felicity chuckled and crossed the room. She sat down in the rocking chair cross-legged, grabbed the pillow lying on the floor next to the rocking chair and lay Mia down there gently. Putting a hand to Mia’s stomach and massaging it a little, she lifted her gaze to Oliver.
“I think we agreed that three weddings were enough.”
“And then we married a fourth time.”
“Which rests my case that another wedding is not needed. Four weddings should have been enough.”
“For the time being, yes.” Oliver grinned. “We could get married again now though.”
Cocking her head, Felicity perked up her eyebrows. “Did we miss out on any important wedding thingy that we need to catch up onto now?”
“No.” Oliver smiled. “But Mia hasn’t been present to any of our weddings yet.”
“She won’t remember anyway.”
“True.” Oliver narrowed his eyes at her. “So I do have a chance of being accepted when I ask in a few years?”
“Maybe.” Felicity puckered her lips and looked at Oliver appraisingly. “If you ask me when I am in a generous mood.”
“Generous mood, hm?” Oliver nodded slowly. “Really generous of you already to even just consider getting married to me.”
“I know.” Felicity released a dramatic sigh. “It’s such a burden sometimes.”
They both smiled at each other for a long moment, just enjoying this light moment of fun. When Mia released a low sound, Felicity turned her eyes away from Oliver to watch the baby in her lap instead. Mia had fallen asleep it seemed. Her eyes were shut and the sounds coming from here were coos rather than cries.
Oliver felt like he could press his lips together and sulk a little at how easily Mia had fallen asleep once Felicity had been holding her. He knew better than doing so though. He loved to know that Mia was taking to Felicity as much as she had been taking to him from the day he had found her. He was also utterly relieved to see Felicity so content while holding the baby. He had been the one who hadn’t been able to leave Mia’s bedside when she had been in the hospital. Although she had been the first to really consider fostering Mia, a little voice in Oliver’s head had wondered if she was only doing that for him.
That voice had been long silenced, but Oliver was still relieved whenever seeing the two together reminded him that he and Felicity were really in this together.
Which reminded him of something he had almost forgotten because of their banter.
Reaching into the pocket of his jeans, Oliver formed a tight first around the piece of metal there. He approached Felicity slowly and with a grin decided to kneel down in front of her once more. Felicity’s gaze snapped up from Mia’s face to his.
“What do you think you’re doing?” she asked with pressed voice, eyeing him suspiciously and raising an eyebrow. “And why do you think that is a good idea?”
Oliver’s smile widened. He relished the moment for a couple of seconds before he held out his fist and opened it slowly, revealing the necklace inside. He watched Felicity’s frown turn into a smile of relief and happiness. Her hand lifted to her throat, feeling the emptiness around her neck with surprise.
“When did you-?”
“I stole it from you earlier this week,” Oliver admitted, “which wasn’t easy. You really are protective of your jewelry.”
“Only certain pieces.”
“Why did you steal it though?”
Turning the piece of jewelry in her fingers, Oliver showed her the backside of the arrow-shaped piece. Felicity leaned forward to take a closer look, and it didn’t take long until she noticed the changes that had been made. When she reached out her hand to take the necklace from Oliver, he handed it to her.
Felicity took in the change that had been made thoroughly. Oliver could see how she processed it. He could see the struggle in her eyes. She loved the change, but she was hesitant if she should love it. Oliver got that. It was why he had taken so long to decide whether or not he should do this.
“Is that-?”
She didn’t finish the question, but Oliver knew that she knew exactly what that added gravure meant. All their kids were eternalized there in Cyrillic letters, so there was only one thing those added letters could mean.
“It’s Mia.”
Oliver nodded his head, still watching Felicity closely. She still struggled to know how she felt about hat. She was conflicted about it, and Oliver couldn’t hold it against her.
Instead of saying anything, Felicity just lifted her gaze from the necklace to Oliver’s face. Tears were glistening in her eyes, but she did her best to make sure they wouldn’t fall. She took in a trembling breath and swallowed hard. Her gaze lowered to Mia’s sleeping face then and she leaned down and placed a gentle kiss to the baby’s forehead.
When her eyes met his again, no words were needed. In their hearts, Mia was their child as much as each other of their children were. They loved her and cared for her the same. The only difference was that she could still be taken away from them. They would accept it if that time came, knowing that Mia would have found where she really came from, but it would break their hearts nonetheless.
It didn’t change that in this moment and forward she was their child in some way. The thought stayed unspoken, but it filled the air when Oliver took the necklace from Felicity and put it around her neck, so it could accompany her day in and day out again like it had used to.
Whether Mia was going to stay with them as they hoped or not.
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So I have this big NYC trip coming up next month. The prize coordinator has not been a good communicator at all, which is endlessly frustrating, but I bought my plane ticket last night, so I'm showing up in the city on Nov. 8th, and I'm going to do some things and go some places and read some poems into a microphone at some point. There is a teeny chance baby R might have a spot in daycare next month, and if that's the case I will most likely leave him behind, but probably he will come with me. I did a lot of travel by myself with D when he was a baby, but that was ten years ago and I never traveled by myself with him in a major city. I also have barely been anywhere the past three years, and I've only been on a plane once in that time, and I spent both flights fighting off a low-simmering panic attack. Obviously, I have to get it together.
One major helpful thing is that my mom is coming to help provide childcare. The prize coordinator has us booked in an amazing-looking boutique hotel on Madison Avenue that is not at all family friendly, so it will be my mom, me, and (sometimes probably) baby sharing a queen size bed, but that will have to do, and we'll work it out. On the off chance that baby R stays behind, my mom is still coming because I've already invited her and plane tickets are being bought and plans are being made, and we can't stuff the toothpaste back into the tube at this point. At the end of my NYC trip, I'm going to take a train to Boston to see my brother and sister-in-law and their new baby (who hasn't even been born yet; he will be BRAND new!). Then baby R and I will fly from Boston back to Omaha.
What a giant trip! I hope I survive it! I hope I can have fun! I will probably be the only person who has ever won this particular award to show up with a baby and a mom, but I am the mother of small children, and as a writer that makes things much harder for me, and I deserve to collect this damn prize I won for my writing, even if it means bringing my family with me.
I was pregnant when I applied for this award. But as a writer, you apply to things all the time without expectation that you will actually win or have work accepted. I even considered not applying on the off chance I actually won since it would be so much harder to travel with a baby, but this particular award is a one-time kind of opportunity. Every year, writers from a different state are invited to apply, so I would have never had the opportunity to apply again.
I think what I'm trying to say is that I don't feel like a serious person or writer because I'm more than likely bringing my four-month-old baby with me on what is essentially a very fancy business trip, but that's actually internalized misogyny. I am, in fact, MORE serious because I'm willing to show up even though I have all these extra responsibilities. And I'm lucky that my mom will be coming to provide extra support.
I don't think women can "have it all" in a society that hates women, devalues the work of parents and childcare professionals, and truly despises children being a part of public life, BUT this is me trying my best to have it all. I know it's a catch-22, but today, right now, I'm at least proud of myself for showing up anyway.
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