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aetherdoesthings · 14 days
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can i request straw hat members luffy zoro sanji nami robin with a kid like how they are around children thanks!
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elo anon! ahhhh the ideas i had for this
forethoughts: excuse my absence, life is hard. also is it about time i create a masterlist for all my work? idk. also this hc request gave me an idea of a new fic i wanna write, so look out for that!
notes: fem!reader in mind, but still gn! i suppose.
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Luffy
Here’s the thing. Out of the bunch, Luffy is the one you go to to have fun and get that adrenaline rush every child wants to have. But he’s also the one you spend the most time with least, because the other Straw Hats are deliberately trying to make sure you don’t spend as much time with Luffy for the sake of your safety and adulthood. It’s not the first time Luffy accidentally left you in the middle of a dangerous battle between the marines to beat some admiral up, or throwing you to the side and throwing some stuff on you and ordering you to stay still. While Luffy loves playing with you and having fun around the Sunny, yeah no Nami ain’t gonna let that happen. Luffy’ll still do anything to entertain you and make you have a fun and stressless childhood, and even if he does forget he’s babysitting sometimes and children are less durable than adults, you still love him like he’s your big brother.
Zoro
I’d imagine Zoro tolerating you and treating you like how he treats Chopper. He’d reluctantly play with you, doing whatever you want, but oftentimes he’s just asleep, and you’d have to wake him up if you wanted to play with him. But if you fall asleep on him or next to him, be sure you’re either going to wake up in his arms or in your bed snugly tucked in. He’d also be the one to randomly find you under a pile of rags and clothes on the ground after getting lost in the battlefield, and pick you up and bring you to the Sunny to safety. Everyone was of course overprotective of you, but Zoro was high up on that list. Lord have mercy on whoever tries to ask you out when you grow older. 
Sanji
Sanji would give you prince/princess treatment 100%, making you extra food each meal with all the nutrients you need to grow strong and healthy, whilst teaching you how to cook and ramble about the All Blue. He had even stopped smoking regularly for your lung’s sake, and the only time you could see him smoke was at night during his shift of watching over the Sunny. He would berate Zoro if ‘he was too rough with you’ or Luffy if ‘he was being too reckless with you’, but then proceed to roundhouse kick anyone he sees getting near you, which definitely was a good influence to your little kid mind. 
Nami
Nami was your big sister to you, always taking you out on shopping sprees, dressing you up in clothes she bought for you. You were always either with her or with Robin when the Sunny docked, as Nami bought anything you wanted to have. She’d also beat and scream the living soul out of any man or person that stares at you for far too long, giving them a good whack with her clima tact. Nami also doesn’t charge you any money or have a tax when you ask for money from her, since she’s buying everything for you willingly anyways. Every night, you, her and Robin would make a little fort in your room, and talk about the day and what you liked and didn’t. Nami was just your big sister you could go to for anything.
Robin
MOMMY ROBIN 100%. You are now her child, and she is your mother. Robin was the one who’d berate Luffy if he did something that could potentially harm you. She’d scold Sanji for smoking in front of you, Zoro if he cussed. She made sure you would have a safe and healthy environment around you as you grew up on deck, seeing that life on ship wasn’t like life on land. She would teach you academics and all that, making sure you would keep up with your academics and won’t slack. When the crew was getting loud and rowdy, she’d always keep you close to her, letting you put your hands around her shoulders as you tried to sleep under the noise, or just feel Robin’s presence next to you. At night, she’d personally tuck you in, read you a bedtime story, give you a little kiss on your forehead before leaving. Robin was, if not, the most overprotective of you amongst the rest. She saw you as a copy of herself when she was younger, and she was determined to give you the childhood she did not have.
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erin-bo-berin · 2 years
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Hi hi! Okay Erin, there’s something about Steve Knows Best that I honestly cannot stop thinking about. I love how adamant he is, and all his knowing eyebrow raises. It just screams exasperated dad attitude to me, esp when contrasted with stubborn in-denial reader. 😍
Think it would be possible to request a sequel of sorts? I’m thinking… reader’s refusing to buy maternity clothes yet (it’s so early!) but also rapidly growing out of everything she owns, showing more than you’d expect for this stage of the pregnancy, and eating for what seems like…… three?
Steve’s thinking it could be twins. Reader’s convinced he’s getting ahead of himself (again).
I loved the three-part structure you used for the story last time, with like an intimate bedroom scene, a Robin/Dustin scene where Steve gets to make his argument known, and then a final revelation, but of course you’re the genius here! You have all my trust. And as per usual, please don’t feel pressured to write this at all or on any kind of timeline! Oh and if you wanted to throw some smut in there, you know I wouldn’t be complaining…
Love you boo😘😘☄️
Oh my goodness yes! I loved writing that one. I truly believe that he would know so much better than the reader and he’s like “come on I already knew you were pregnant!”
Also I LIVE for your requests okay? I love you 🥺
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Steve (Still) Knows Best
Sequel to Steve Knows Best
MASTERLIST
Steve Harrington x Reader
Warnings: A bit of smut at the beginning, pregnant reader
Four months into the pregnancy that Steve had known about before you had and your urge for the toilet to spew the contents of your stomach had dissipated.
Instead, you know had an increased urge for sex.
Which Steve didn’t seem to mind whatsoever.
That was how at 6 am in the morning, you and Steve were already entangled under the sheets, naked, kisses hot and heavy.
“I think I’m going to need a wake up call like that more often,” he breathed, not giving you warning before he slid into you.
You moaned, throwing your head back, your body alight with pure desire and animal lust. Thank you, pregnancy hormones.
You’d woke earlier, horny beyond belief and woke Steve with a hand in his pants and fingers curled around his cock. Then again, he didn’t seem to be complaining too much at the moment.
It wasn’t exactly the sweetest of lovemaking at the moment, it was just about satiating that craving you were having as you rocked your body against his desperately. In fact, you decided to take charge for a change.
You pushed his shoulder, flipping him over and situating yourself until you were sinking down on him, your hips circling at just the speed you’d wanted, fast and furious.
“Jesus, baby,” he moaned, not expecting the switch up at all.
Your hands rested on his chest and you bent over to kiss him as your body met his in need of finding the pleasure you were aching for.
“Steve, my god,” you whined, sitting back up again as he thrust deeper within you.
You were feeling more sensitive these days, so the feeling of his hard, velvety cock sliding against your inner muscles was driving you insane. Far too quickly you were plummeting down the rabbit hole of ecstasy as you clenched around him, squeezing the ever living shit out of his dick.
With hands on his abdomen, you felt it tense as he came as hard as you did, spilling his load within you. Maybe it was your crazy pregnancy brain already at work, but just feeling him cum inside you got you hotter than anything.
When your eyes cracked open, he had an arm thrown over his eyes, chest flushed and heaving.
“If you’re going to wake me like that every morning, I’m going to need the entire day to recover,” he mumbled, “Holy shit, Y/N, you were like a wild animal.”
“Sorry,” you grinned sheepishly, moving yourself off him, trying to keep the majority of the mess between your legs off of him.
But he didn’t care as he pulled you to sit across his stomach, hands cradling the bigger bump you were now sporting.
“Can you control those hormones in there, babies? Your mommy is going to kill me at this rate,” Steve said, patting your bump gently.
You raised an eyebrow at him.
“I sure hope you misspoke and didn’t just say babies,” you said wryly.
“Nope, I think it’s twins.”
You groaned, moving to lay next to him.
“What is this about your latest conspiracy theory?” you teased, laying so you face him.
“It’s not a conspiracy theory,” he fake pouted, “But I seriously think we’re having twins. Well, I don’t actually think. I know.”
“Here we go again,” you rolled your eyes good-naturedly.
For nearly six weeks, Steve had been convinced you were pregnant. He’d picked up on signs as immediately as you’d dismissed him, thinking it wasn’t possible as you seemed to be in tune with your body fine.
Turns out, Steve had happened to know your body pretty well, even going to the extent of buying an at home pregnancy test weeks before you finally agreed to take one.
Now, at just freshly four months pregnant, he’s back at it again.
“I’m pretty sure I’d know if there were more than one in there,” you said.
He hemmed and hawwed, moving his head back and forth as he looked at you.
“You don’t exactly have the best track record, babe,” he offered, sweetly.
“There’s no possible way that you can know it’s twins!” you guffawed.
“You’re four months pregnant and you’re huge,” Steve said.
“I’m what?!” you squawked, sitting up.
“No, no!” he looked panicked, shaking his head, “I didn’t mean that in a bad way, baby. I just mean your belly looks bigger than a four month pregnant belly should.”
“That’s better,” you huffed, crossing your arms with a smile, “I don’t know, I could just be carrying closer to the front than the back. It’s possible.”
“It’s still a possibility,” he pointed out, “Besides, you should be getting some maternity clothes soon too, your clothes are getting tighter.”
“They are not. Besides, how would you know? I haven’t mentioned them feeling tighter.”
He gives you a look.
“I have eyes, babe. That sweater you wore last week? Not only was it riding up on your bump, you about gave Eddie an eyeful.”
“I’m sure he would’ve been thrilled with that,” you muttered, rolling your eyes.
“Robin covered his eyes,” Steve chuckled, “I would’ve done it if she hadn’t honestly.”
“I still think you’re getting ahead of yourself, honey,” you said gently, “I don’t want you to be disappointed if it turns out to only be one.”
“I won’t be,” he smiled, rubbing your belly, “I’m just thankful to be a daddy and that our baby—or babies have an amazing mom like you.”
You kissed the tip of his nose, letting him know you were going to get a shower.
Sure as shit, he was still there when you exited the bathroom, being the most adorable know-it-all smartass he was. As you got dressed, and struggled to fit into anything you pulled from your closet, he said not a word, but just watched you.
“Don’t say a word,” you huffed, “I guess you’re right, okay?”
He chuckled lightheartedly, watching you with adoring eyes.
“Just wear something of mine today. We can get you some maternity clothes later,” Steve said.
“Why bother?” you asked, pulling out a pair of his sweatpants and one of his shirts, “When your clothes are so comfy?”
“Uh, because you’d take them all for yourself and I need clothes,” he rolled his eyes dramatically.
“Not necessarily,” you smirked, “I wouldn’t be opposed to you walking around naked.”
“I’m sure the rest of the world would be,” he teased, pulling you by the arm so he could steal a kiss.
As usual, Steve was right about the clothes. But you still believed he was losing it when it came to thinking it was two babies, not one.
Not that that stopped him from trying to convince you.
“We’re back to this again?”
You were once again hanging out with Robin and Dustin, this time at the local diner.
It was an eerie replay of the scenario from two months ago when you were having pregnancy cravings—without believing you were pregnant.
“Pregnant women eat, Dustin,” Robin chuckled, “It’s not that uncommon.”
“Seriously though dude,” he turned to Steve, “Do you not feed her?”
You’d scarfed down your turkey club, eaten an entire basket of fries, stolen a few bites of Steve’s cheeseburger and now you were currently sucking the straw of a vanilla milkshake.
“She’s eating for three,” Steve shrugged nonchalantly.
Robin almost choked on the food in her mouth. Dustin’s eyes about popped out of his head. You just glared at him non-threateningly. He just gave an impish grin and a shrug.
“I’m sorry did you say three?” Robin clarified.
“You men like triplets?” Dustin asked, baffled.
“No, dumbass,” Robin hit Dustin’s arm, “He meant including Y/N.”
You waited for their bickering to subside before you spoke.
“Steve’s latest theory is that I’m having twins. I think he’s getting way ahead of himself.”
“Why do you think it’s twins?” Dustin asked.
“Plead your case, Steve,” Robin sat back, folding her arms over her chest.
“I can’t believe you’re actually humoring him,” you said, exasperated.
“Well, he was right last time,” Dustin shrugged.
“That was one time!”
“Well, to begin, her baby bump looks way too big for being only four months pregnant,” Steve said, gesturing to you.
Robin lifted the shirt of Steve’s you were wearing.
“Yeah, I was starting to wonder if maybe you were further along than either of you thought,” she said.
“And she’s already grown out of her normal clothes. She’s refused to buy maternity clothes until today, hence why she’s practically living in my clothes at the moment.”
“They look cute on you though,” Robin amended.
“Thanks,” you beamed.
“THREE,” Steve raised his voice over you and Robin’s chatter, “She’s eating like she’s eating for more than two people.”
“All which can be explained away, Steve,” you said, brow cocked, “I’m afraid you don’t have any solid evidence this time, babe.”
“I have a feeling though.”
“A feeling?” Dustin looked amused.
“Yes, Henderson, a gut feeling. Call it intuition or whatever shit you want. I know her body well,” Steve argued.
“You must’ve to have gotten her in this condition,” Robin muttered.
“Okay, ew! I don’t need details,” Dustin fake gagged, “I love you guys, but I’d like to not be scarred for life.”
“Just face it, Steve,” you said, taking another slurp of milkshake, “You just don’t want to be wrong.”
“You’ll see,” he grinned.
You were due for the special 20 week scan where you’d find out the sex of the baby. Steve was like a little kid hyper from too much sugar, he couldn’t wait.
“What if it’s a boy? I can teach him how to play basketball and Dustin would recruit him one day for D&D. You know, I still don’t understand what’s so great about that game? Oh, but if it’s a girl? She’s so not dating until she’s married. But I’d have tea parties with her and I know Max and El would be over the moon for another little girl into group.”
He was babbling as you waited for the ultrasound technician to arrive and you found it incredibly endearing.
“No dating until she’s married?” you laughed.
“Out of all of what I just said, that’s what you got out of it?” he asked, baffled.
“Yes because that’s counterproductive, Steve,” you grinned, “Take a breath, if you get any more excited you might combust.”
“I know, I’m sorry,” he grins, squeezing your hand in his, “I’ve just been waiting so long for today.”
When the technician walked in, she greeted you both warmly, prepping your belly with the cold gel.
“What does that feel like?” Steve asked, nodding to the gel on your stomach, the wand moving over it.
“Cold,” you laughed, “The rest just feels like a lot of tugging and pulling on your belly. But no big deal, least it’s worth it to see baby.”
“You’re here to find out the sex, correct?” the technician confirmed.
You nodded and she went back to studying the monitor as she moved the wand over your belly.
“Well, I’m happy to tell you that you’re having a healthy baby girl.”
“Ha!” you stuck your tongue out at Steve, pleased to be right all along.
“Wait a minute,” she said, brows furrowing for a moment as she moved the wand around some more, studying the screen with an intense concentration.
“Is everything okay with the baby?” you asked, suddenly worried.
“Oh, very much so. But I believe I made a mistake.”
“A boy?” you questioned, not following.
“Nope. You’re having two healthy baby girls. It’s twins! Congratulations!”
Your jaw dropped and your head whipped to Steve who looked more smug than you’d ever seen.
“How in the world did you know?!” you gaped.
The technician chuckled at your outburst.
“They say there is such a thing as father’s intuition too…” she trailed off, smiling.
You were having twin girls and Steve had been right, again. You were positively flabbergasted. There truly wasn’t a word to describe your reaction in that moment better than that one.
“What can I say? I’m just that good,” he smirked down at you.
“Alright, Mr. Know-It-All. You gonna predict my due date too? What time I give birth?”
He just laughed, kissing the palm of your hand.
“You never know, babe, you never know.”
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I believe you, now I just gotta catch you with my one piece knowledge and submissive tendencies! 😁
And I’m glad I’m not the only one that ships them, they’d be perfect together 😍
Ooh! We could dress up as zoro and Robin, and we could dress up another little sub as chopper! Get them horns and a lil hat!
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That’s definitely a good way to catch me. Maybe arrange a one piece date night?
Nha ah, keep my precious baby boy out of it. It’s non of his concern what mommy and daddy are doing when he’s asleep 👀🤭
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dairy-farmer · 1 year
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What do you think of Tim breastfeeding? But not just in front of Bruce and the other bats? How about in front of thr JLA members, other heroes, comissioner Gordon. Both in and out of costume. And people stare and they want to ask if they can have a sip?
😍��😍😍 i LOVE tim breastfeeding, lactating, milking and everything!!!!!!!! it's just so good!!!! i love the idea of an au where some people just naturally lactate and that breastfeeding children that aren't yours is a pretty common sight. it's seen as something that's comforting for young children who are in great distress and are separated from their parents. it's some evolutionary cultural thing, children can't cry and attract the attention of predators or other hostiles if they're too busy nursing with a tit in their mouth. when a child starts whimpering and getting fussy in a dangerous situation it's natural for a milker to swaddle them in their arms and softly cover their small bodies while pressing a tit to their mouth.
before he became robin tim didn't really encounter a lot of scenarios where his instincts tugged at him to make use of the milk in his tits. tim as robin nursed more babies and toddlers in a week than most milkers did in their life.
shaken up children who lost their parents in a stampede from a stadium that had a bomb. a frightened child that'd just been screamed at by a mugger to not move while a gun or knife was pointed at their face and their parent pleaded for them to not hurt their child. kidnapped children who'd spent hours tied up and blindfolded. rescued children who were quiet and staring at everything with big, empty, quietly anguished eyes.
they're the children that require the most reassurance, the most comfort. they're the ones that need to be cradled in a warm lap, swaddled in tim's cape, and rocked until they had a belly full of warm milk.
bruce never asks tim to milk. no one does. milkers are hardly identifiable from other people but when they see tim unzipping the front of his chest to expose a tit they all universally understand what he's doing.
bruce doesn't say anything the first time tim coos and tugs a sniffling rosy-cheeked baby that got separated from their mommy into his lap and zipped down his suit enough to expose the rosy buds of his tits.
he doesn't say anything but he does go quiet. and that is telling.
sometimes people stare. police officers and firefighters who arrive at the scene and get briefed by batman while tim sits on the curb and lets a toddler nurse. reporters and their camerapeople once they realize what's going on try to get shots of tim with his suit undone and breasts exposed.
tim takes the rooftops after that and he and batman bring the child stright to gordon who will be able to sort out the kid's parents as well as medical care.
gordon tries not to stare but it's clear his attention keeps drifting back to tim who is playing with one of the little palms of the baby suckling his tit.
gordon swallows audibly watching and his eyes keep drifint back to tim much to batman's annoyance until the frustraton bubbles over and batman snaps at gordon.
"commissioner! does robin need to put a tit in your mouth for you to listen or can we return to the subject at hand?"
commissioner gordon sputters at that but snaps back to attention. only to stare again when robin shows up with another latched infant a few nights later.
at first tim was uncomfortable with the attention and the eyes on him but he grows used to it. he doesn't put much thought into the titans who like to curiously come in close and watch as small jaws move up and down, the corners of baby mouths overflowing with pearly white milk. as sweet innocent eyes stare up at him with curiosity like they're not sure who he is or why he's feeding them but they're not opposed to it.
impulse and superboy are especially curious, always staring intently when it's time to hand the child off and tim's pink, swollen nipple gets exposed to cool air.
people are weird about tits in general so tim expects the stares.
especially since after disasters and during clean up robin can almost always be found surrounded by children separated from their parents and rescued babies who are all taking turns getting their share of milk.
when surrounded by rubble and nursing various injuries while awaiting relief teams, there's really not much for capes to stare at. so tim is almost always the default. even the most 'well mannered' capes will catch themselves the spit slickened tit of robin. the way some milk will smear on the skin and drip down the curve of a soft, fleshy tit on onto the uniform. the way that once all the children were picked up robin would dab at his little milk-swelled tit with some wipes from his utility belt before firmly zipping his suit back up.
some capes like bruce and dick were able to note subtle changes in tim the more he nursed. they note how his tits were almost consistently swollen, buds always smeared with milk. tim had gone up a cup size since he started regularly letting children tug at his uniform to get access to his milk.
anyone else who noticed those changes never mentioned anything, lest something be implied by the fact that they were staring close and often enough to notice.
but as people watch and stare they can't help but notice how gentle robin is, how he caresses the back of little heads and whispers comfort in their ears, how he doesn't wince even when teething children bite down on a sensitive little tit.
it's a tempting sight seeing it. and seeing children go from hysterical crying to quiet, focused nursing and sleepy blinks it...well it makes them curious.
so they stare and maybe try to work up the nerve to perhaps one day ask robin if he had room for one more-
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eskawrites · 1 year
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imagine something goes wrong in the upside down and robin comes back (temporarily) as a little kid and steve and nancy fight over who gets to take care of this adorable little ball of sunshine (robin has a kiddy-crush on nancy and wants to be around her all the time, so she wins custody lol)
like kid robin would be really timid until she got comfortable with a person and then turns into a walking encyclopedia and then be like "oh wait sorry my mommy says nobody likes it when i talk a lot" and then go all shy and quiet again and nancy steve and the party are like 🪓oh does she now🪓
there's just so much fluff and angst potential 😍
aw lil robin would be cute lol
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priscilla9993 · 1 year
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I realized just now I didn't ask you! Alice and Robin for unhinged blorbo bingo :D
Alice Jones
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If you haven't noticed already, Alice Jones is my top tier blorbo and before her, I didn't think I would ever fall for a character more than Killian Jones. Turns out his pirate daughter from the Wish Realm was the kicker 😍 Whenever she is involved or appears on screen, I'm a blubbering mess of sounds, sometimes wailing "You can't do this to me! How are you so-? AAAAAH, I can't even!" I can't get enough of her and wish we got more time with her. Seriously, Alice is a treasure trove that I would gladly dissect under a microscope. Of course, she goes through so much angst. Like there's a whole bucket of items, whether through abandonment, isolation, loss of a loved one (can't be in contact with her father, loses Robin w the curse, says goodbye to the Troll) and childhood home, social rejection, economic struggles, betrayal, broken promises, memory loss, mental illness, and a loving but unusual upbringing. I'm sure anyone who goes through any of this would need therapy or owe it to themselves to be allowed to heal. But, I love how she isn't defined by her experiences and is irrevocably true to herself. We see this from how she hates being called "Alice from Wonderland" as it's THE one trip that she's known for (filled with a bag of emotions and experiences she won't linger on) and says goodbye to her past self she bottled up nicknamed "Tower Girl", but remains content as Alice, continuously growing and facing what scares her. She takes it all with an enthusiastic "been there, done that" and rolling with the punches kind of attitude. Alice is so strong that it makes me want her to be allowed happiness! I want to protect her from the writers that keep putting her in angsty situations left and right, but at the same time, it hurts so good and she gets comforted often enough that I'm glad it's filled with angst. In other words, hurt her and you bet I'd get involved, guns blazing!
I got to give it up to Rose's acting because I'm not sure if anyone else could have played this character with as much emotional range, i.e. one moment making you think Alice is not right in the head to smack dab relatable in terms of emotions and basic needs that you just want to cry or be happy with her. I think this is the only character I'd label as "Insane" with tons of sparkles and affection as, from first glance, it's easy to ignore and label her as such *coughs and stares at certain toxic fandom people*. However, she's the most sarcastic, fun loving, wholesome ray of sunshine if you give her a chance and just listen. I'd take the insane bit as she may think, speak, and do things differently from the "norm", but there's more complexity and humanity than meets the eye.
Lastly, I want to address the "Mommy Issues". No way, no how is Gothel mother material and she made up a bunch of excuses and threats when it came to claiming mothership (ewww). However, I died at the thought of Tilly/Alice expressing her frustration of being abandoned by her mother, going up to Rogers (a friend/roommate that feels like a dad) and asking him the what ifs, and ultimately wanting "a mum to tuck me into bed" type. I sob at the thought of how she's grown, managed to survive in the world without a mom that everyone typically has as a nurturer and role model, yet still has the want of every child to be loved and cared for by parents known or unknown. Alice deserves the world and I'm so glad she gets that from everyone else that sees her beautiful soul. I think the rest of the bingo requires no explanation as there's nothing like a blorbo in making you want to see them get hurt and then protected, loved, and embraced like they deserve. Overall, she's a pwecious widdle bubububububbb that has two protective dads, a badass and modern day wifey, a laugh until your stomach hurts mum in-law, and I'm pretty sure everyone wants to adopt and support her.
Robin Mills
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Robin Mills, a rebellious and competitive teenager who grows into a courageous and adventurous soft bean and archer who wants to find her place and identity in the world, even if she has to stumble as a mean girl or in her dad's footsteps as Robin Hood before she embraces herself. I put her down in both "Daddy and Mommy Issues" bc I think Robin was so often in the shadows of both her parents, less from themselves but rather Zelena being super protective (understandable since villains kept popping up s1-6 in Storybrooke) and what the close minded people and children of Storybrooke believe happened and will. I think she self imposed upon herself of who she should be since in Storybrooke, "everyone knows everyone" and she didn't want to be seen as weak or be bullied.
Might be diving into some meta or angsty headcanon here, but I wouldn't be surprised if Robin was bullied for not having a dad, living in a farmhouse/cabin on the outskirts of town, or having a mum that used to be a wicked villain but clearly isn't anything without magic, because children can be crass or cruel sometimes, especially when most of them grew up from fairytale heroes and villagers. I think it was easier for Robin to hide behind walls and snarkiness, so that no one could get close enough to understand her. She didn't even know herself, but she tried to the moment what worked for her parents didn't exactly work the same for her. I think there were so many avenues and things Once Upon A Time didn't get to explore with her that would make it easy to say a ten hour speech, hence the half circle and why are they like this? However, if we are talking headcanons and creating details from the small pieces we got, I'm ready to join the discussion. :D
Honestly, Robin needs therapy too from the internal struggles and anxiety she must have had from always wearing a mask and fighting against everything because she didn't know what else she'd have to protect herself from. Heck, if anyone were in her shoes, it's understandable why Robin would run away from her problems and make impulsive decisions (diving headfirst into becoming Gothel's pupil, Robin Hood (female version), staying in NEF or Thailand) rather than face the problems and ultimately, herself. That requires a lot of courage and acceptance that it's okay to not know the answers, break down and cry, and being open to trusting others for support.
In any case, I will fall into the line of defense should anyone come close to hurting them, Robin probably retaliating that she can take care of herself even when it's clear that she's cut up and bruised, barely able to draw the tension needed to release her arrow. 👀Would she make a good whumpee? Add that to the box of I torture them bc I love them. Oof, she would probably hide her embarrassment from being loved or cared for by pretending she hates it or doesn't care for it. Even if I was her friend, I could imagine hugging her and her reaction being a punch out of muscle memory or the cute kind of shoulder/back punch like how dare you?! (affectionate). Overall, Robin is a precious archer who deserves happiness, has a flirty and too nice for her own good wife, a well minding yet embarrassingly silly mom, a doteful father in-law, and a charming cousin with too many extended family members to count.
Double bingo! Woo hoo! Thanks @piracytheorist for the ask <3
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Just a little character description of a Batfam OC I’ve been working on, nothing to see here.
Just so y’all know this is a draft character desc.
It’s not perfect 😭🤚
Name: River Morris (Wayne)
Age: 22
Power: Phoenix/hand to hand
Occupation: vigilante/adopted daughter of Bruce Wayne
Favorite song(s): the entire newsies soundtrack, the entire bring it on soundtrack, who is she by: I monster, I think I like when it rains by: WILLIS, She’s so nice by: Pink guy, Apocalypse by: cigarettes after sex, Rats by: Penelope Scott
Appearance(physical): short dark brown hair (kinda mullet style but diff yk?) dark forest green eyes. MUSCLE FUCKING MOMMY BRO 😍😍🥵🥵🥵 basically super buff hot woman, has a septum 🥵. She has got a burn scar covering quite a bit of her right eye because of the extensive “phoenix” training she endured, along with a good sized burn scar spanning across her upper back slightly in the shape of wings from her past. When she becomes Phoenix she does actually grow wings but they are literally made of fire, they are no longer flesh/bone because of a certain someone (👀) she also gets horns to match her fae heritage, she got to keep those 🙄.
Appearance(behavior): River as a civilian or in this case one of Bruce Wayne’s adoptive children is genuinely a kind and loving person which the batfam especially Bruce are extremely proud of considering her and all the other robins pasts, how they could keep their humanity though all they went through was honorable, doesn’t really have beef with anyone other than the villains of course (although Damian did eat her last instant ramen). She enjoys painting/drawing and is often found engrossed in a novel in the library. Her favorite food is instant ramen and she has a personal vendetta against people who eat the shrimp flavor, she is closest with Jason Todd and Cassandra Cain. If you can’t find any one of the trio you could probably find them all talking a nap together in Rivers room because she has a huge pile of random blankets and pillows in her room that she created specifically for this situation. She is VERY protective of all her “siblings” she is the 2nd oldest tied with Jason, (dick is still the oldest 🙄🤚) when Jason died she got extra protective and is always keeping tabs on each person at all times because she has a crippling fear of failure and takes losses very personally. Based off her past she actually was selectively mute for the first 3 years of living with the batfam but with some therapy and reassurance she broke out of her shell and the first words she said to them were “I love you guys” 🥺(my baby). She likes to help Alfred cook food (probably cause she is the only one who is not a liability in the kitchen).
Backstory: Rivers mother is a jungle fae and her father works for a mob gang, her mother and father were never kind to her, they were told they would make an extremely powerful offspring so they came together for the benefit of both of their sides. Rivers mother took her for the first years of her life, training her in the ways of the fae and how they fight/work, she grew up with red and orange wings (ombré) her mother found out about a special prophecy stating that River would grow to be one of the most powerful fae in a history, but to do that she would need to say goodbye to her wings. Her mother was a bit of a sadist in the fact that she slowly burned rivers wings from the base when she was 10, she now has a permanent burn scar in the shape of wings spanning her upper back. Her mother than believed that she needed to do nothing more so while they waited for rivers father she abused and neglected her to “teach her the importance of strength” because “pain is weakness” and rivers mother believed there was no room for weakness in her life. When rivers father took her he was no better, teaching her how to become an assassin deadly enough to topple governments like it was nothing, while training with her father she unlocked the power to access her phoenix, in true Author fashion it’s incredibly painful 😁🤚 basically because burn scars kinda make the skin more taught and less flexible, when she moves a certain why in a sudden movement these scars can “snap” basically the scars tear and transform into flame style wings while her tears (cause imma tell you rn there will be tears) turn into scorching embers and she has completed the “transformation” mind you her scars are actively bleeding and the blood is like trailing down her back but she’s unfazed like a badass (self projecting there, Oop- 😨). River doesn’t necessarily like transforming into phoenix (for obv reasons) so she doesn’t do it often but the batfam actually isn’t aware of her powers they are only informed on her “special training” which landed her the spot on the team.
Some references I created to give a better visual cause I’m that type o’ gurl
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haveaclock · 1 year
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Sup broskis I'm back
Anyways
It's an ACME Agent I made
You want an intro?
You need to earn it.
Jk 😒
@anotheroneofthegaysharks don't bother, you don't need to draw this
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Name: Robin (No last name YET)
Age: 25(honestly I would have made her 22 but no)
Birthday: March 19th
Race: African American
Home: Dodoma, Tanzania (no mommy and daddy issues)
Hair: Long Braid (Afro queen 😍😍)
Eyes: Black
Height: 5'8 (step on me)
Personality: She will buy you anything, she doesn't give two fucks she's buying you a Tesla
Buddy o pals (call 911):
Antonio/El Topo ( Antonio doesn't give two shits he friend with a ACME Agent and no fucks about)
Zack(do something bad to Zack your dead)
Friends:
Jean-Paul/Le Chévre (eh, he can trust her)
Ivy (gal pals)
Frenemies: huh
Enemies: girly what (she got NONE)
Skills: zuko (all I have to say)
You want a backstory 😒
It's not sad.
Robin's parents were former ACME Agents and well left for family, then Chief is basically Robin's Aunt so eh , so Chief recruited Robin and there you go, happy?
Also I finally have a last name for her
Robin Ernest-Yohana
Okay now your happy?
I need google to make a name
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How Me And My Friends Refer To One Piece Characters When Talking To One Another: Taken From Real Conversations We've Had (Only Made The List If The Name Has Been Used More Then Once)
Luffy: Bubble gum bitch
Zoro: mmmm Zoro😍💖😳👅😘
Nami: Navi/hey, listen! hey, hey, listen! hey, listen! listen, hey-
Usopp: and that other guy/King Lear
Sanji: Cheff Curly-Brow/ He's kinda hot tho, yeah hes kinda hot though
Vivi: the blue haired girl/Princess Mid-Week/ Middle Princess
Karou: Rubber ducky, you're the one 💖
Chopper: Rockedeer/baby🥺🥺🥺
Robin: MOMMY👀😘👅😍💖😳💦😫 (lip bite)
Franky: Speedo wearing head ass/ Jonny Bravo but blue/ FRANKAAAAYYY
Brook: walking halloween decoration/Billy Joel
Ace: Mr. Too Hot To Handle
Sabo: Too Hot To Handle, Limited Addition Steampunk version
Iva: 4eva bestie/Primadonna girl
Jinbei: HE COULD FATHER MY CHILDREN, no- I'm not calling him daddy- *friend's name* I swear that's not what I'm-
Roger: this bitch again/WE GET IT, WE'VE HEARD THE STORY A MILLION TIMES
Law: Excuse me, DADDY???😳👀😍👅🥵💦
Kidd: oh, its that... kid *trollface*
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dairy-farmer · 1 year
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So here I am, feel free to ignore if I'm breaking any boundaries.
 Your story actually made me think of Tim’s process through the trauma and mainly how he processes most adult things. I do like soft, hurt, self-sacrificing Tim like any hot, red blooded fan, of course.
But let me argue that Tim Drake is not a child child, he has been his own responsible adult since he was six. He learned budgeting and bills and taxes and stranger danger and all the things adults eventually teach children from TV/the internet and he is not ashamed of it.
Kinda that when Jack and Janet left him alone with a housekeepr, he basically parentified himself.
So in comes the 12/13 year old who sees Batman tiptoeing the edge and goes: I can fix this dude so hard!
And yeah, Bruce is almost lost to his grief and barely conscious of the utter shitshow around him, “sure, whatever kid, be Robin, but train with other adults, I’m too broken hearted to adult right now. Oh, you learned from Alfred and Dick, great, Imma teach you and oh, you disappeared for a while, huh, you got even better, I wonder what you did, well whatever let’s go on patrol.”
And years pass, Bruce heals, he gets his family back, he gains allies and perspective.
And maybe one day he is high as a kite on some scarecrow or ivy drug or whatever, he beat the villain, he did the justice, weee~
And he realizes he is home and Tim’s tiny hand is pulling hin towards the bathroom and he is confused.
Tim, on the other hand, is so used to Bruce’s shit, that he simply taps him on the back of the knees to make him kneel by the toilet bowl and goes: “Okay, you feel up to puking on your own or should I make you?”
And Bruce is even more confused because his children usually weren’t like this, they were soft and depended on his stability, none of his children should see him this vulnerable.
And maybe he takes a little too long to reply because suddenly Tim is shoving two fingers down his throat while holding the back of his head and suddenly Bruce is vomiting and Tim pats his heaving back and makes sure none of it goes in his  hair while TSKING because “Really Bruce? Don’t be a baby, my hand can’t hurt that much, I’m like 13.”
And Bruce, for once, realizes he is not the parent in this relationship and he is not sure how it happened.
You can extrapolate Bruce Mommy/Daddy-issues Wayne would definitely fall for that scarily inteligent teen that has become his highly unimpressed new mommy if you like.
Or he simply tries (and fails) to parent this child who somehow doesn’t need him like Dick and Jason and Damian ever did and he is frightened that if Tim doesn’t need him he will leave.
Which is why Tim gets more benefits than Dick and Jason ever did at his age COMBINED.
A car? You got it.
A Ducatti? Red, black or both?
Your own team instead of integrating you to Dick’s? SURE THING!
It is quite telling that even if Dick is Bruce’s oldest adopted child and the one he is trusting the mission to, TIM is the one who is supposed to inherit the company and thus Batman’s biggest source of income and Bruce’s charity and social justice pet projects in case of Bruce’s death.
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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i just read the comment you left on ‘here cometh the iceman’ and i cannot tell you how happy i was to be greeted by this in my inbox!!!!!!! 😍 😍 😍 😍 😍 😍!!!!
i love your tim HC so much because it reallly does align with how he behaves so often! tim is a child who has, often, had to parent himself. in the comics it’s implied that the majority of his developmental years in school were spent in boarding schools where his only supervisors were teachers and the few adults whose job were to look out for them. but even then tim would’ve had to learn how to deal with a lot of things himself- he had to put himself to bed, decide what and how to regulate his diet, how to deal with interpersonal issues along with any tension that came with living with another kid his age. tim is essentially a young adult in a child’s body. and to contrast that is bruce. who arguably, while he is an adult, lacks a lot of the landmark developmental milestones that tim has already had (through no choice of his own). 
bruce has alfred as a kind of crutch so many of the “adult” things tim experienced were things he never learned or developed the skills for. hence why when they came together, tim who was the more responsible, mature, and developed “adult” took care of bruce. it’s such an upside down pineapple situation where bruce is the grown up but the child and tim is the child but the grown up. so tim caring for bruce like when he gets poisoned and needs to vomit, tim treats him like a child who has swallowed something he wasn’t supposed to. he falls into caring for bruce like it’s a routine and bruce is struck with the realization of what had been happening while his head was buried in the sand from his grief.
bruce has sooo many hangups about his parents and their deaths, his relationship with them has guided so much of his life and how he expresses (or doesn’t express) his love. alfred had cared for and loved him but always maintained him an arm’s length away perhaos out of respect for bruce and the relationship he had with his parents. but tim! tim treats him in that soft way his mother did, taking a rag and dabbing away the sweat from his brow when bruce starts sweating buckets after vomiting. so many things tim does for him reminds bruce so starkly of his mother and father and it kind of makes him uncomfortable but that feeling gets trampled by and is the reason he never puts a stop to it - he likes it. he likes being doted on and cared for, he like that tim feeds him warm broths, oatmeals, and chicken soup. he likes that tim presses featherlight kisses to his scrapes and cleaned wounds. with tim there’s no expectation of him to make the first move, be responsible, or be the parent. not like there was with jason or dick.
but there’s also the fact that bruce no longer offers something to tim. safety, protection, etc. the things you expect from a parent. tim doesn’t want them, in fact he’s the one who provides them because bruce startles awake from a bad dream and tim is already there to comfort him.
bruce attempting to become the parent in their dynamic similarly failing leaves him scrambling and leaves him scared about the fact that tim could leave him.
this fundamentally changing their dynamic is so good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! its why tim gets more leeway than the others, why he’s treated differently and “allowed” so much independence. i think if jason and dick weren’t so preoccupied with their own lives and issues they might stop and be like “hey wtfff”.
tim and bruce’s relationship and dynamic is one of the most fascinating to me because the two of them are mirrors, foils, and almost caricatures of each other in some cases. the two of them share so much in common but are also fundamentally different people. if tim had been in bruce’s shoes from birth he would’ve likely followed the same path but been different. same with bruce. if he had been the little idealistic boy whose parents more or less neglected him, he would’ve followed the same path as tim had but been....different. the two of them are such good characters, their shared history and dynamic is fascinating and thank you so much for this really good deep dive into their character and relationship!!!!!!! it’s so good!!!!!!!!!!!!
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