Tom and Jack are brothers - mainly DPxMLB (can be DPxDCxMLB)
It was clear from the moment Jack was born that he was Gina’s son, no one could doubt that overzealous nature, and while Tom didn't have the same level of entustatsum as his mother and brother it didn't mean he wasn't an excitable person either. Truly Roland had no idea how he didn't die living with them, the man didn't realize how much he was like them nor really saw how much Jack would go on to be like him in some ways.
One thing was for certain the boys loved their parents, the Fenton luck and sanguine as well as the Dupain passion and vigor were ever-present in the household growing up. Gina loved her boys very much, they were the only reason she stuck in one place for so long. However, she was able to convince Roland to take them all over the U.S. and Europe.
Jack went on to have a passion for inventing and ghosts, both of which Roland looked down upon but Gina was his biggest supporter followed by Tom. Tom ended up enjoying baking with his father. (Jack tended to forget a meal or two when he got too into his work. So it worked out.)
Jack would move out (taking his mother’s maiden name) and go to college in Wisconsin and meet Vlad and Maddie and fall in love and all that! Tom though opens a bakery a few years of baking for some personal events and such, and meets Sabine who moved to Paris to go to school, they fall in love and she takes business courses to help better run the bakery. Roland does his…thing and he never approved of Jack’s hobbies either, “that's not what job a family man takes on” or something, he of course doesn't try to contact him. He gets to be a grumpy old man in (guilty) peace.
Tom and Jack have never missed anything, they're best friends and each other’s biggest supporters. Best man, holiday’s, etc. So of course they make sure their kids have plenty of meetings despite being an ocean away. They couldn't have been happier that their kids were so close in age, which meant they wouldn't struggle to connect.
It was quick to be seen none of the kids showed signs of the Dupain shape, oh well maybe they’d still get the strength? Or perhaps the Fenton luck would just be much stronger. To say where the kids got their size from was an understatement, and to say very amusing to their wives and mother.
Marinette loved her cousins and didn't like how it was only every so often she got to see them. And her aunt and uncle were very cool, and reminded her of Nonna Gina. It was fun to see Uncle Jack lift her papa up, he was the only person she’d ever seen who could pick up her papa.
Jazz and Danny loved the Dupain-Chengs, they seemed to help level their parents out and they actually set aside their ghost obsession to just be a family. Not to mention they made the best food, going to their home was the best, you never got attacked by the food!
Jazz, Marinette, and Danny were as thick as thieves as their dads were, they were a unit. Which meant Marinette had called Jazz and Danny after she had taken the earrings off, and Danny had called Marinette to tell her about how he was dealing with his powers after dying.
And the next time the Fenton’s came to the Dupain-Cheng’s maybe Marinette and Danny hugged a little longer and a little tighter than usual, and Jazz spent her time glued to the younger girl’s side.
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For the Thenamesh doctor AU. There is this patient (adult or kid) who has a mental breakdown and nobody can calm him down. So Thena calls Gil and ask him if he can give it a try :)
Maybe you can put a soft moment in the end?
"Gil?"
"Hey Honey," he grins at her, dropping his sandwich and wiping off his hands. He frowns at the look on her face. "What's wrong?"
Thena nods her head for him to come with her, which he does in an instant. "Husband of a patient in surgery. He's utterly beside himself and no one can get him to calm down."
"No one?"
"Not even Ajak," Thena pauses and looks up at him before they cross into the waiting room, "not even Sersi."
This is bad. Gil looks through the window of the swinging door and back to her. "And you think I can help?"
Thena shrugs one shoulder and looks up at him. He can't be sure, but he swears she's trying to look extra cute. "Well, you're the best at calming patients on the way here."
"That's-" he pauses, looking down as she rubs the zipper of his hoodie between her thumb and finger.
"I always find your company very soothing."
Dammit. She has to know how cute she is--she just has to! Gil sighs, "I'll try."
He pushes through the door and walks over to the man with his whole head in his hands, weeping and gasping for air. Sersi is beside him, speaking softly in that gentle accent of hers. But if not even she - the GP known for being as gentle as a butterfly - can calm him down, Gil really doesn't know what he's supposed to be able to do.
Thena must have told Sersi she was going for him specifically, though, because Sersi catches his eye and nods him over.
"Gil, this is Mister Wells. He's waiting for his wife to get out of an emergency bypass."
"Hi there," Gil begins gently, sitting in the seat Sersi vacates for him as she returns to her work. He leans forward in hopes of getting a look at the poor guy. "I'm a paramedic here at the hospital. Your wife is in surgery?"
The man mumbles something, still holding his head in his hands and now pulling faintly at his hair.
"Listen, I know you've been told a million times that we're doing everything we can, but," Gil pauses. It's true, sure. But that doesn't mean anything to this poor man. This poor bastard who is beside himself, sitting out here, unable to do anything. "But I guess I can't really promise you anything, huh?"
The absolutely haggard man finally pulls his head up and looks at Gil. At the very least, he definitely heard what he said, because he looks nothing short of aghast. "They sent you to comfort me?"
"I know," Gil shrugs, his hands in his hoodie pockets as he moves. "But my...someone asked me to come and talk to you. So I did."
His eyes run over Gil critically, "and what makes you so special?"
"Well, nothing, I guess," Gil purses his lips momentarily. "I'm not even a doctor, so I'm not really obliged to have any bedside manner or anything."
"I'll say."
"But," Gil pauses, his smile fading. "A few weeks ago...I guess I found myself in a situation a little like this. Nothing quite as serious, but...sure did scare me."
The older man finally looks at Gil--really looks at him. He sits up just a little, looking somewhat more like a human and less like a broken shell of a man. "Yeah?"
Gil nods, still haunted by the sight of Thena under that car. "Have nightmares about it and everything."
Mister Wells thinks for a second, sidestepping the question of what actually happened. "How'd you get through it?--the wondering, I mean. How'd you get through the...the what ifs?"
Gil takes a deep breath, thinking about the feeling of Thena's freezing cold hand in his and how she had let just a few tears slip out. "I...I guess I couldn't really get all the way there. I couldn't fully imagine what my life would be like without her."
Tears come to the poor man's eyes as he starts to curl up again. "I-I don't know-! I don't know what I'll do without her!"
Gil just pats the man's shoulder, letting him cry. He's sure that's all he would be capable of if Thena...
He had said those exact words to her; he had told her that nothing would happen to her, because he was there. But he didn't actually have that power to guarantee that. He would have put his very life on the line to do so, but sometimes things just don't work out that way.
It is true: he has had nightmares. Dreams of walking into the hospital and feeling something wasn't right. Looking for someone he can't name and yet whose absence he feels like a hole in his chest. He's had dreams of her dying in his arms, under that car, in the rain, and the cold, and him trying to help her entirely in vain.
"I can't tell you either," Gil offers, rather lamely, if he's being honest. Which he is. "But I can tell you that she'd tell you she loves you."
He looks at Gil again. "What?"
"She would tell you she loves you," Gil can guarantee. "And I'm sure she wouldn't want you out here tearing out the rest of your hair over it."
Wells gives Gil a look, which only encourages him.
"Look, I don't know what I'd do without Thena either," he professes entirely truthfully, hand - out of his pocket - to his heart. "But while she was in her surgery, I thought about all the things I love about her."
Finally - at long fucking last - the guy smiles a little.
Gil smiles too. "I thought about her laugh, about what jokes make her smile and which ones make her slap me on the arm."
Wells almost chuckles at that one.
"I thought about how I would tell her how beautiful she is, and how I can't imagine a single day without her."
The greying man nods, tears in his eyes, a smile on his face. Gil has finally found the right chord to strike.
"I thought about all the time we've had, all my favourite things about her," Gil sits back again, "and then, just like that, she was out. She was right in front of me again."
Wells sniffles a little, blinking away the last of his tears. "Yeah?"
"Yeah," Gil nods. "And I guess I should promise that it'll happen for you too."
Wells shrugs. He knows just as well as Gil does that there's no such guarantee.
"But," Gil shifts uncomfortably. He hasn't let himself think about this much since it happened. Why would he? "But if she...if she hadn't..."
Wells doesn't press him.
Gil leaves the statement as it is, but looks up and smiles at him as best he can. "I think I'd just keep thinking all that stuff. I would think about her every second, of every minute, until the day I die."
Both men nod, a level of understanding passing between them that far exceeds any well wishes or empty promises. Gil has offered what he can, and nothing more.
Wells extends his hand, which Gil shakes firmly. "Thank you."
Gil raises his brows, "I don't know if I can say I'm happy to help, but I'm glad I got to talk to you."
"I-"
"Mister Wells?"
Gil stands with him as Eros comes into view. He's not Gil's favourite of their co-workers, but the guy knows his way around a heart.
The Brit pulls off his mask to give the man a smile, "your wife has pulled through rather beautifully, sir. She'll be back in her room by the time you get up there, then I'll come see you about the plan moving forward."
Gil catches Wells before he can collapse to the floor in relief. Gil tries to keep the completely boneless man upright and nods to the surgeon, "thanks, man."
Eros offers Gil a stiff nod and leaves.
"Hey," Gil gets Wells back in his chair and pats his back. "Hey, it's okay. Everything worked out."
He nods, at least, his head in his hands again, although at least the tears are happy this time.
"Come on, you've gotta get hydrated," Gil pats his shoulder, offering his arm to help the man to go see his wife (and any water coolers they can find along the way).
"Th-Thank you," he pats Gil's arm as they shuffle along in elation.
Gil smiles at the man, happy he can go tell Thena all the good news. And finish his sandwich. "I'm happy I could help, sir."
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4. Do you regret getting involved in any fandoms?
Probably when I was a teenager, like tumblr pre-2018 was a hell hole. A wonderful, filled with content hell hole, but dear god it was still a hell hole. At least on my end.
6. List your OTP from each fandom you’ve been involved in.
UHHHH, I haven't really written for many other fandoms besides Arcane and Star Wars but here are some OTPs from fandoms I like in no order besides me remembering them
World of Warcraft: Tyrande/Malfurion, Jania/Slyvanas (there's some good fics out there rip), Jania/Tyrande (I just wanna see her happy in the arms of a lady love), Vol'jin/Tyrathan Khort, Slyvanas/Nathanos (but only from Makaniart's art, that's the entire reason for my shipping of that), Wrathion/My Pussy, also Vol'jin/My pussy
Star Wars: OCs/OCs (seriously I write this stuff still, I just won't ever post it, it's my little happy series), My Swtor characters/Lana, Padme/Ani, Mando/Reader, Obi-Wan/Reader, Darth Maul/Reader (pretty much any main dude /reader)
LOTR: Gimli/Legolas (read an entire 150k fic one time about it. God it was good), Aragorn/Arwen
Mass Effect: SHAKARIAN
Dragon Age: Solas x F!Trevalyan (I may have spelled that wrong. Also please see @designfailure56's sibbe x solas content and tell me it's not cute. I dare ya), Solas x Anyone really (used to hate the egg, but now egg is cute. and also a pain in the ass still, but still) Ironbull/Inquisitor, Morrigan/HoF, Hawke/Fenris
Asoiaf: Brienne/Jamie, Margery/Sansa, Dany/Sansa, Viserys/Getting pegged
16. Are their any popular ships in your fandom which you dislike?
For any fandom my number one NOTP is:
Arthas x Jania or Thrall x Jania. if she wanted a man she'd have a man, simple.
For Arcane, any Proshipping ones, and I'm not the biggest Ca!tv! fan (I will write about them being together because I do like them it's more like Riot held them back and you can tell, and it makes me sad. I don't feel like they got enough confirmation for people's reactions if that makes sense? Like if the genders were reversed, we'd be talking about the biggest queer baiting in history, because they don't even kiss in the show or get confirmed as a couple. And I want it to be, but I hate riot tip toeing around it. Having their cake and eating it too kinda shit.)
31. What’s the nicest thing someone has ever said about your writing?
Answered already over here!
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