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Hi hey hello how familiar with TMA would one have to be to read your AU
Not at all! I'm only taking the basic premise (which I will explain) of the podcast and putting our fools into that universe, the story is its own! There might be some nods to TMA that ppl unfamiliar with it won't get, but that won't detract from the reading experience. ;)
#asks#ahh im excited you're excited!!#also btw the snippet you just liked is from a different au :D#the nanny one :D#which you'll also get this weekend#maybe today..
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A really tired mother...
#one piece#buggy#buggy the genius jester#portagas d. ace#my art#digital art#fan art#sketch#aooo#ao3#fanfic#ace is a little rascal#let Buggy sleep#that's why you need a nanny
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New AU idea
Nami's in her late 20's and stuck in a well-paid but toxic workplace until, all of a sudden, her boss who spent the last decade telling her she was "oh so valuable" and he could never let her go... lets her go.
Now jobless, but really needing the money if she doesn't want to risk moving back with her mother or sister (who she did not want to burden or worry), Nami accidentally runs into a job interview for a nanny.
Luffy here is a successful millionaire (what he does? Idk yet either), who as much as he hates it, finds himself having no choice but to hire someone to help daily with his daughter, Tama.
It isn't immediate, but along the way, sparks start flying.
#lunami#yes this is inspired by The Nanny#I really want Hancock to play C.C. but Idk who to put to play Niles yet#Zoro would fit a lot#but I also would LOVE to have Law of all people as Luffy's buttler LMAO#so yeah#one piece AU#monkey d luffy#nami#otama#tama one piece
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actually my favorite thing in the WORLD is dads who very obviously love their kids and care for them just as much as the moms do. dads who know their children’s routines, dads who don’t have to be told what to do at bed time, dads who gives baths, dads who know exactly what their toddler’s babbling means, dads who make their kids food JUST right, dads who give extra cuddles when their child is feeling down. just… dads. really love them!!!
#d speaks#nanny tag#tonight a little boy i’m sitting was coming down w something and was clearly emotional and struggling#and he just wanted his dad to help him do everything and didn’t want me or his mom#and his dad was just so great. sat there with him for the better part of an hour cuddling#helping him get from one step to the next#putting him down for bed early because he just wanted dad#it’s just beautiful i love getting to watch the love between parents and their children#ok to rb
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just going through old pictures &. i& found little me& ( in the middle ). i& almost never see that. i& dont even recognize who that is or remember who that little girl was. to clarify, this was before my& major trauma happened & started to develop a year later tho i& can imagine that since my& father was struggling with substance abuse in the home even when i& was so young i& just. simply don't remember much of it. & so i& just think. like. how could my& abusers do that to a little girl? a child? all she ever wanted was to be loved and accepted and held. to be loved by her grandfather.
#arcana.uploads#thats one of my& two older sisters to the left ( yes. blonde natives exist. even if she's assimilated ) & thats my& grandfather to the righ#arcana's childhood memories.#btw in the second picture just beyond the red leaves was my& grandmother's house; it burned down when i& was sixteen on halloween#luckily nobody was there so thank g-d but it's where i& remember a lot of my& earliest memories being. like. in the attic in her house.#also the bottom left is little me& & my& grandma & the bottom right is my& grandpa again... g-d... i& vividly remember nanny's living room
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Happy birthday Fran Drescher
#happy birthday to Fran Drescher#happy birthday#birthday girl#fran drescher#the nanny#nanny fine#fran fine#birthday cake#birthday#Mrs.browns D mini series#britbox#network#BBC One#Rte one#recap#tv show#youtube#comment#likes#subscribe
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my contract ends (again) on the 30th, they haven't told me anything about renewing it yet, same thing for my colleagues. i took 2 days off to go to spa then i don't have work on monday and tuesday and will only be back there on the 3rd sooooo what are they planning????
#it's super illegal what they're doing with my contract and they will have to keep it illegal bc we're about to have a massive surge#in activity AND one less tech lab bc the guy just said nope i'm not doing this anymore i'm not renewing my contract#+ someone found a new job last month so we'll be down 2 techs#+ a colleague has problems with her son's nanny so she can't come in on time in the morning#ahahaahahahajajaja#someone anyone give me a great job r&d with good pay and a cool schedule i need to do the funniest thing possible (leave)
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(Yes I’m aware my employers are the coolest and I’m very grateful) this feels like when pb’s like “I need to stay up and take care of Goliad it’s incredibly important that I do it because I have a better understanding of her brain on a chemical level than anyone else. Not only that but I’m planning on doing it and will do it regardless of my mental state” and f&j were like “hey we’re a kid and a dog why don’t we do it” and she’s immediately like “ok zzzzz”
#except that baby d already uses yelling and would use mind control if she could#bc she’s a toddler that’s just how it is#and also her parents are not a kid and a dog#ok I’m feeling a little better abt it now jsjdjdne#adventure time#princess bubblegum#bonnibel bubblegum#Goliad#Finn and jake#tagging bc I feel like I described it funny and y’all might like that idk they’re still kicking in ajdjsjnr#context is that I missed ONE THING last night and my brain is a goddamn jenga tower but I take it in the morning too so I’m feeling#a little better having taken the am dose#hopefully will be capable of safe child rearing in the next half hour#(I’m a nanny)#sorry for making all these dumb posts my brain is struggling to do anything better#but I am writing!! ppl who commented on my story descriptions you’ve been heard and I’m working on them#somehow the idea of other people like expecting/looking forward to it is just the goddamn holy grail of motivation#which is weird bc when I tell ppl too much abt a story b4 I finish it I just panic abt not meeting their expectations and never finish :/#anywya!#jus talkin#(too much)
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not unemployed anymore!!
#and i got SO lucky#i'm nannying for a gay couple with a son who's old enough to barely need me#just like. escorting a kid around the city and chilling while he does soccer practice and hebrew school and whatever#for $25 an hour#i'm so lucky to have found so quickly after i just started really looking and i think i vibe really nicely with the dads#my first interview ended up being like. totally hitting it the fuck off over the phone#AND one of the dads is on the board of one of nyc's very significant nonprofit theaters#cat talk#i definitely need more work to be comfortable but at least i can not be that asshole whose parents pay her rent#and i can start very slowly paying them back#:D
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I got my code for the pre-sale tomorrow!! The anxiety is killing me. I really want tickets and I'd really like them to not cost my entire paycheck 😩
They go on sale at 3pm tomorrow, which is right when my nanny kid gets up from nap. So if I get pulled away I may not get tickets. And that would make me very sad.
Y'all, wish me luck. And good luck in return! Let's pray the site doesn't crash 🙏
#suga tour#agust d tour#I bought an army membership so i could register for the presale#and i got a code#thankfully#now i just have to snag a ticket#i only need one since i have no one to go with#if it wasnt a weekday id take my older nanny kid#bc he's a massive suga fan#but he's got school
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A little thing based on this post because it wouldn’t leave my brain:
“I just don’t understand why you won’t try to read it.”
Steve had heard Dustin say this exact sentence hundreds of times at this point.
“I mean, do you know how to read?”
Mike was an asshole. Steve loved him because he was part of the group and he’d been through the same things, but he was such a dick.
“Yes, I know how to read. I just don’t.”
Dustin rolled his eyes.
“If you don’t wanna read nerd shit just say so.”
Steve threw his arms up in frustration.
Steve was a nerd at heart. As a child, he would beg the nanny to take him to the library and the science museum that had real dinosaur fossils. There was something about the peace of exiting his reality and finding a new one among fantasy and history that was indescribable, even to this day.
But as he grew into his looks, he grew out of that phase. At least around others.
And with no nanny around to take him places, he settled for just being the popular guy who hung out with his friends after practice and threw parties at his forever empty house on Saturdays.
But secretly, he still found himself enjoying books late into the night. Never school books, or his grades would’ve been good enough for college, but always incredible novels that took him to other worlds with the most impressively brave people.
And then he lived a nightmare. A few times over. With concussions at every turn.
Now, anytime he tried to read, his head started pounding, his vision got blurry, and ears would start ringing. He stopped trying altogether after Starcourt, but he’d never really let go his love of books.
He occasionally let Robin read to him, but she would get distracted by a plot or character and go on a tangent, leaving Steve confused about what the actual story was. He hated being confused.
“Stevie, you got a minute?”
Eddie had been watching from his spot at the end of the table, where he’d been cleaning up the mess of D&D. He usually made the kids do it, but he’d let them off the hook tonight when they beat the monster and escaped his trap.
Steve and Eddie were friends, definitely. Maybe not close ones, but friends.
Steve had a little crush, definitely. Or a big one. Maybe.
So when Eddie shows him attention, he somewhat shamefully receives it like he’s dying of thirst in a desert.
Robin is the only one who’s noticed so far, but if he keeps acting like a dog being called by his master anytime Eddie talks to him, someone else will comment on it.
“Yeah, what’s up?” Steve asked as he made his way to Eddie.
The kids took this time to talk amongst themselves about the game and what they think will happen next week, and Steve couldn’t have been more grateful.
“You don’t have to tell me, but.” Eddie was tapping his fingers nervously against his leg. “Do you not know how to read?”
“Uh. No I do. I mean I graduated high school. I know it’s hard to believe.”
“Not judging if you can’t, man. I mean, I took three senior years. I’m the last person who can judge.”
“Yeah, but you’re smart. You just didn’t like school,” Steve replied with a pat to his shoulder.
Eddie glanced down at the contact, eyebrow raising and then falling back to normal quickly.
“Just seems like you’d have read something by now to get them off your ass.”
And that’s a really good point. Maybe he should’ve just suffered through a migraine so they’d leave him alone about it.
But migraines left him out for days sometimes, and he couldn’t exactly afford that right now.
“I guess it’s just not worth the migraine.”
He hadn’t meant to actually say it. He didn’t want Eddie to feel bad or for him to try to make him feel better about it or ask questions or talk about the concussion thing.
Actually, did he even know about the concussion thing? Things?
“You get migraines when you try to read?” Then realization hit Eddie hard. “Steve. Do you like reading?”
Something about the way Eddie was looking at him, like he was sad for him but not pitying him, made Steve want to cry.
“I used to, yeah.”
“Everyone out! Your parents are gonna have to come get you! No questions, no explanations, go!” Eddie yelled to the room.
Everyone stared blankly at him before they started protesting, Dustin loudest of all.
“Steve’s my ride!”
“Not anymore. Hitch a ride with Lucas.”
“But Lucas’ mom always squeezes my cheeks and tells me she hopes I never lose my baby fat.”
“She speaks for all of us. Get the hell out of here!”
Steve was actually impressed. Maybe a little turned on? God, he was a disaster.
As everyone cleared out of the room, Eddie patted the seat next to him. When Steve sat down, Eddie scooted his chair so close to him, his knees were touching Steve’s.
“Alright, so you’re gonna tell me about what books you like and what books you want to read and we’re gonna get started.”
Steve blinked at him. “Huh?”
“You have a list I’m sure.”
“Yeah, but…”
“Okay, then we better get started.”
“I mean, I’ve tried. I appreciate it, but even focusing on one page makes my eyes burn and my head hurt.”
“Got that. I’m not asking you to read.”
Sometimes Steve was worried the concussions had actually knocked some screws loose. He wasn’t getting it.
“I’m gonna read to you, Stevie.”
“You don’t have to do that. I’m sure a lot of them will be movies and I can just watch them.”
“It’s not the same. You know it’s not.”
He was right. Steve didn’t have much patience for movies. And sometimes even those gave him migraines if there were a lot of bright lights and explosions.
“Yeah. But still. You don’t have to do that. You might not even like the books.”
“Ah, this isn’t a completely free service, my liege.”
Steve rolled his eyes. “I don’t have extra money to pay you, dude.”
“Not money. I get to pick a book to read to you when we finish the first book you pick.”
“Is it The Hobbit?”
“It is,” Eddie looked so smug.
“Well, that was my first choice,” Steve stared back, equally as smug.
“So, your house is empty.”
“Yep.”
“And I’m assuming you own this book.”
“I do.”
“And it’s getting late.”
Steve looked out the window at the pitch black skies.
“It’s late.”
“So I could stay and read you to sleep.”
“Won’t I miss some of the book?”
“I’ll stop when you’re asleep.”
Steve’s heart was practically begging him to say yes. Eddie reading to him in his bed? Possibly falling asleep together? Maybe even waking up together? It couldn’t be a better proposition. Well. It could.
“Will you stay even if I fall asleep?”
Eddie smirked. “If that’s what you want, sweetheart.”
It wasn’t the first time he’d called Steve that, but it was the first time it felt like he meant it in a non-teasing way.
“Okay.”
So they both changed into some of Steve’s comfy clothes, got into his bed, and Eddie started reading The Hobbit.
Just as he was during D&D and real life, Eddie was animated, providing different voices for different characters and often giving long pauses to let Steve soak in what the words meant.
Steve didn’t even have to ask him to do that. He just did.
Steve fell asleep somewhere between halfway and the end of chapter two, but Eddie stayed.
And they woke up the next day with Steve’s head resting on Eddie’s chest, Eddie’s arms wrapped around him to keep him as close as possible.
They finished the The Hobbit in a week, and because Eddie was now committed to making sure Steve was well-read, they started moving through his list rapidly, falling for each other in new ways every time Eddie turned a page.
Part 2 (Angst) / Part 2 (Fluffy) / Part 2 (Explicit)
#steddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#stranger things#tumblr drabbles#ao3fic#headcanon#secret nerd Steve Harrington
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Happy House || Young President!Coriolanus Snow x reader
Summary: This is a happy house, we’re happy here, right?
Warnings: infidelity, toxic Coryo, mild violence, if there’s anything else lmk!
Wc: 505
Divider by @firefly-graphics
In the quiet morning light that filtered through the windows of the grand dining hall, your family sat at the polished mahogany table, seemingly the picture of domestic bliss.
Coriolanus, his chiseled features etched with a façade of contentment, sat at the head of the table, his newspaper spread before him. Balanced on his lap, was your three year old daughter, her tiny hands occupied with a toy.
You sat opposite him, watching the scene with a practiced smile, your eyes betraying none of the turmoil that churned within you. You sipped at your coffee slowly, your eyes moving to your eldest as he shovels spoonfuls of cereal into his mouth, oblivious to the tension that hung in the air.
As if on cue, the nanny entered the room, cradling the youngest member of the Snow family in her arms. Your heart twisted at the sight of the woman, the nanny’s eyes darting to Coriolanus, who met her gaze with a knowing look. You forced herself to smile as you took the baby girl into your arms, your fingers tracing the delicate features you had come to love despite the circumstances of your birth.
“Look who’s awake,” You softly say to your daughter with a bright expression as she smiles up at you. But as you look up, you catch Coriolanus beckon the young woman over to him. It was the subtle exchanges between Coriolanus and the nanny that made your blood run cold.
A glance here, a lingering touch there—each movement a betrayal that cut deeper than any knife. You swallowed the bile rising in your throat, forcing yourself to focus on the facade you presented to the world.
Later that day, as your family made a public appearance, you plastered on your most convincing smile, your hand resting lightly on Coriolanus’s arm as you both posed for the cameras. Lucky Flickerman’s question about another baby drew a forced chuckle from your lips, “Maybe not for a while,” You responded, feeling the venomous look Coriolanus shot you from your peripheral.
It wasn’t until you were alone in the privacy of you solar that the facade finally crumbled. Coriolanus’s anger boiled over at your comment, his words cutting like shards of glass. Your own fury matched his, your heart pounding in your chest as you dared to confront him about his infidelity.
“What do you mean ‘maybe not for a while’?” Coriolanus’s voice sliced through the tense silence, his anger simmering just beneath the surface .
Your bristled at his tone, your own frustration bubbling over. “What do you think I mean, Coriolanus? We already have three children to care for, and I’m not eager to bring another into this mess. I’m not a baby machine for heaven’s sake.”
Coriolanus’s jaw clenched, his gaze darkening. “Mess? Is that what you think of our family?” You shot back, “It’s what you’ve made it,” your voice tinged with bitterness. “You think I don’t know about your affairs? About the way you’ve been sneaking around with my servants behind my back?”
Coriolanus’s eyes flashed with anger, his fists clenched at his sides. “How dare you accuse me of such things? You know nothing!” “I know enough,” You retorted, your own anger rising. “I’ve seen the way you look at her, the way you touch her when you think no one is watching.”
“That’s ridiculous,” Coriolanus scoffed, but there was a hint of unease in his voice. “Is it, Coriolanus?” Your voice was sharp as you enunciated his full name, your eyes narrowing as you met his gaze head-on. “You can deny it all you want, but I’m not blind, I’m not stupid. I see what’s happening, and I won’t stand for it any longer.”
Coriolanus’s face twisted with rage, his hands trembling with suppressed fury. “How dare you speak to me like that? I am your husband, and you will show me the respect I deserve!”
“Respect?” You laughed bitterly, your heart pounding in your chest. “You lost any right to my respect the moment you betrayed our marriage vows-“ Your words were cut off when Coriolanus grabs your forearm, harshly pulling you close to him as you felt his breath fanning your features, your breath catching in your throat as you struggled to comprehend the betrayal.
Before you could react, the doors to the solar swung open, revealing your children and the nanny, frozen in the threshold. Your heart sank as you watched Coriolanus hastily release his tight grip on you, plastering on a false smile as he turned to his son with outstretched arms.
“My boy,” he said, his voice strained. “Shall we go play outside?” With a final glance in your direction, Coriolanus left the room, leaving you to pick up the shattered pieces of your reality. As the nanny awkwardly averted her gaze, you gathered your daughters close, your voice trembling with suppressed rage.
“Next time,” you said to the nanny, not bothering to look at her, your voice tinged with bitterness, “you should knock before entering a closed room. Understood?”
The nanny nodded mutely, her eyes downcast as you led your children away from the shattered remnants of your once-happy home. But deep within you, you knew that the facade they presented to the world could only hold for so long before the truth tore your family apart at the seams.
#fanfiction#tom blyth#coriolanus snow#the hunger games#tom blyth imagine#coriolanus snow fanfiction#tom blyth x reader#the hunger games the ballad of songbirds & snakes#coryo snow#young president snow#young coriolanus snow#the hunger games x reader#the hunger games x y/n#the hunger games x you#coriolanus snow x reader#coriolanus snow x female!reader#coriolanus snow smut#young!coriolanus snow#tom blyth x fem!reader#tbosas imagine#tbosas fanfiction#tbosas x reader#tom blyth the man you are
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Howdy!
I was wondering, since all the original lususes (lusii? Idk), Died a while ago. Do they end up taking the lususes from Jake's planet, Genetically engineer new ones, or are troll babies just raised by humans/trolls? I'm really curious!
Also, are there any updates on the epilogue project? I'm dying to know!
Have a good day! :D
You caught me in the middle of rewriting some scenes, now that i've fixed a big issue on the plot things are going faster now, i can't give you a date but i want it to be out around july.
No promises tho, i don't want to make anyone upset
As for the lusus, Humans/Trolls fill the role of the parent, because now there are things like school attendance and medical records and things an actual person has to keep record of when it comes to a child, unlike how in Alternia it was all just survival and people just existed, until you left the planet.
But in almost all cases they also have a lusus at home, who will act as a secondary caretaker, a sort of nanny, like Wendy's dog on peter pan. They most likely used the ecto machines to clone some of the most usefull lusus, the ones who took better care of the kids
The parents can leave the troll kid alone knowing the lusus is watching them on the next room or even when they have to leave for any reason, like an emergency or to buy groceries. it makes parenting easier and a lot of times the lusus acompanies multiple generations of the same family
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got the taylor swift text before i got the email, thought it was spam, deleted it, now regretting every decision i’ve ever fucking made and trying not to cry after two hours of doing everything i can to get that text back and failing 😀😀😀😀😀 literally kill me !!!!!!!!
#d speaks#i!!!! want!!!! to!!!! die!!!!!!#taylor swift#taylor swift eras#i’m sick to my fucking stomach i feel so dumb#i’ve just gotten SO many spam/scam texts lately it’s nonstop so i just immediately delete them#now i might not get to see taylor which like yeah whatever there are bigger problems in the world#but like. god i just want one fucking thing to go right in my life for once!!!!!!!!!#ticketmaster customer service is a JOKE so i know they’re not gonna get back to me in time for it to matter#i just feel so so stupid and so mad at myself#like fucking. idfk bro my life is not going well rn and this is just the cherry on the cake#im fully considering skipping work tmw cause it’s the middle of the night and all i wanna do is cry#and also my job sucks and im losing it anyways and won’t have an income and owe thousands of fucking dollars to the state for healthcare#that i haven’t even been able to fucking use because the city of chicagos benefits service is fucking broken#and my sister got in a car accident today which is unrelated but just also shitty#and now i have to find ANOTHER job except im a fucking idiot who chose to go into a field i don’t have coursework in#so the only fucking jobs i can get are less than minimum wage and i can’t fucking afford to live on that!!!#or nannying. which is just fucking hard. it’s so hard to constantly be thrown in and out of peoples families#and to fall in love with kids who i never get to see again#god i just wanted to see taylor fucking swift#i’ve been a fan for fucking fifteen years and i just wanted to get to see her and have fun and hear her sing her songs#that got me through so many different stages of life and so much bullshit#but i’m an idiot and i constantly screw up and i screwed up and now i won’t get to see her i’m fucking SURE#and that fucking sucks!!!!! cause it’s not like i’ll be able to afford the thousands for tickets after giving literally every penny i have#for this shitty ass healthcare that doesn’t even fucking work#and also now my phone is barely working cause i fucking hard reset it because the internet told me that would get me the text back#and it fucking didn’t#but now all my hundreds of tabs are closed :-))) and i’m missing sweet texts from my siblings :-)))) so there’s that : - ) ) ) )#fuck this fuck this fuck me i fucking hate myself
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I for one wouldn't mind seeing a single dad!Husk in his overlord days. Oh maybe he's so busy being an overlord and running his casino he hires a babysitter or nanny to watch them and is shocked at how much his kids love her and how much HE grows to like her...
It also doesn't help when he hears one of his kits call her mama and makes his imagination and d**k go wild at the thought...
Lets pretend the wife left him and the triplets, Reader is meant to be the mother 👏.
Overlord!Husk falling for the sweet and hot Cute Nanny
He over hears and watches you read the kids bedtime story.
Then he hears the kits call you mama and that sends his imagination into over drive.
He wants you, he wants you for himself, he wants you to be the mother of his kits.
He wants more kids with you.
#husk#overlord husk#husk x reader#husk x you#husk x y/n#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel x reader#hazbin hotel x you#imagines#imagine
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Mrs brown’s boys season 4 come out on DVD April 15th
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