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am-i-the-asshole-official · 3 months

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Am I the asshole for not cooking dinner for my AuDHD brother?

A little background: we are twins, both 21 years old. Recently we were both back home over the holidays while our parents were away. My parents usually cook for my brother, make sure he eats a proper meal (cooked food with veggies, carbs and meat) at least once, usually twice a day because he often forgets. He is underweight and keeps very different hours to me because of his ADHD and Insomnia. He often gets up and has a ready meal at 2am while everyone else in the house is asleep.

Anyway, when my parents left they told me to please try and cook for him at least once a day. They also charged me with looking after the cat. So, on the first night I made us both toad in the hole (it's a British thing. Sausages, mash and Yorkshire puddings) with the help of the food my parents had bought for me for while they were away. I had to call him several times to get him to come downstairs and eat, and he didn't help with the food in any way. On the second night, I was exhausted and had already eaten a large lunch, so I only made myself a small dinner and didn't bother to call my brother down to eat, because I figured he could do it himself. He didn't eat anything that day until midnight, I came down the next morning to find a ready meal package in the sink (fairly typical for him. I was also doing all the washing up). I felt guilty about this so I cooked us pancakes for breakfast. That night my parents got back late but my mum still cooked him some pasta because he hadn't eaten anything since breakfast. This made me feel bad I didn't make dinner for him that night either, because I was snacking all day and wasn't hungry. I did tell him there was some chilli I had defrosted but he didn't get any.

I also have autism and depression so I struggle to do a lot of house work, and cooking for two people and caring for the cat, while trying to do my uni work was extremely taxing, and my mental health seriously declined over these three days. I also feel like I am not his maid and I shouldn't have to cook for him and clean up after him, even though I know it is because of his ADHD and other mental health issues that he can't do it without help. My parents have also expressed frustration about him never cooking for himself when he is home, but they just put up with it.

I feel bad, because he is trying to put on weight but has only been eating about one meal a day, along with whatever snacks my mum buys for him (mainly muffins and crisps). Am I being Ableist because his needs are different than mine? Am i the asshole?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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seat-safety-switch · 8 months

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"Oh bother," said Winnie the Pooh, who was at this exact moment in time very much outside of copyright and placed well into the public domain, "my car won't start." Indeed, Pooh Bear had quite the predicament on his hands. His 1966 Charger's numbers-unmatching 318-cubic-inch polysphere V8 had been equipped, largely inexplicably, with a four-barrel Rochester Quadrajet® carburetor. A previous owner's work, no doubt.

Eventually, his little friend Piglet came tootling down the lane. Piglet had been out earlier that day, in his twin-supercharged Nash Metropolitan, and he remembered that when he left, Pooh Bear had been under the hood of the Dodge, swearing loudly. And now: he still was. A repair that took longer to complete than it did for Piglet's relatively easy-going highway cruising speed to traverse the length of the Hundred Acre Woods? That did seem like a Very Large Problem.

Eeyore was already there, in Pooh's carport, telling the bear exactly what was wrong. "Torn carb gasket," the donkey sighed. "I'm sure of it." Pooh, being a bear of very little brain, did not listen to his friend's measured suggestion, and looked straight past the glob of RTV that clung, half boiled, to the top of his intake manifold.

That's when Tigger showed up, bouncing on a Vespa travelling at a significant portion of c. The exposed connectors of the pouch-style vape batteries powering the Vespa's eight-kilowatt e-bike motor threw a shower of sparks onto the road with every jounce and pounce.

"Hoo hoo hoo!" shouted Tigger. "Can't stop now, my throttle cable just caught fire!"

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luveline · 2 years

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ooo how about dad!steve coming home from work and find r crying because they think they’re a bad parent? he would be so reassuring :’)

rosa rosa <3 for you ty for requesting! ♡ gn!reader | 1.2k words

Steve has been a dad for five months and six days. Every day when he wakes up for work, he feels both happier and more tired than he ever has in his life.

That morning, he wakes to the baby crying. You're thankfully still sleeping beside him, though you don't look very peaceful. The baby has colic – lots of crying for seemingly no reason. All the baby books say the same thing, that babies have a hard time digesting food and it makes them whiney. Whatever it is, she's having a rough go.

He resists the urge to kiss you and slinks out of the room quietly. The nursery door is open, and as soon as he's inside he closes it behind him.

"Hey, princess," he greets, easing his hands under your daughter's small back. She cries some more and doesn't take any notice until Steve's got her pressed to his chest, one hand behind her head and the other her back and tiny butt. He starts to pat her back and sway her from side to side. "What's the matter?"

It's miraculous how quickly she quietens.

He spends a handful of slow, long minutes patting her back before he sets her back down. Triumphant, he heads to the kitchen to make two twin cups of coffee and finds you blinking blearily when he returns to the bedroom.

"Was that the baby?" you ask, perplexed.

He kisses the top of your head. "Mh-hm. She went down easy. Harrington charm," he boasts.

You laugh, your voice scratchy with fatigue behind him as he moves to the closet to find clothes for the day. He gets dressed, drinks his coffee, covers your face entirely in warm kisses and sets off for work.

It's a long day. He misses you. He misses the baby. He worries that she'll give you grief with her unending tears, and he's expecting to find you in the living room when he gets home like he has the last few days, a grizzling baby on your chest and the baby TV channel playing in the background.

Instead, the house is silent.

He grins, thinking maybe you've had a good day and that you'll be feeling in better spirits tonight. He's already planning what to make for dinner in his head as he pushes into the kitchen. Something with lots of carbs and cheese, something that'll leave you both with full bellies so you can sleepwalk through the weekend.

You stand at the kitchen sink with an empty baby bottle in your hands. The baby sleeps in her bassinet by the dining table, towered in clean laundry that needs to be put away. You're rinsing out one of her bottles before it goes into the steriliser, and you're crying as you do it. Tears sputter in fits and starts down your tired face, and your pajamas are wet with water from the sink.

Steve's heart plummets to the pit of his stomach.

"Hey, baby," he says softly.

You wipe your cheeks with the back of your hand and move onto a second bottle. "Hey."

He stands behind you and works the bottle out of your hand. You don't put up a fight. He turns off the faucet, dries your warm hands with a towel for what's likely an excessive amount of time before letting them hang between you both, four hands and twenty fingers that know each other more than well.

He searches your face for an answer. "What's up?"

You weave your shaking fingers between his. Your voice cracks on the first word, and it breaks his heart just a little. "I'm- I think I'm a bad parent."

He doesn't have a chance to disagree when you're continuing, "I can't do it."

"Do what?"

"I can't put her down."

He wraps his arms around you slowly, encouraging your face over the juncture of his neck. You fall into his embrace like a cut cord. All the tension you'd been carrying between you shoulders slips away, but you shake with tears.

"Can't put her down?" he asks.

You nod into his skin. He can feel the damp stickiness of your tear stains cool on his neck. "I can't get her to sleep. I can't get her to stop crying."

"She's sleeping, babe."

"It took hours."

He readjusts his arms to pull you in tighter, palm roving the length of your back in hopes of reassuring you. He waits until your trembling has calmed before asking, "Has she been crying all day?"

"She… she slept until ten. But as soon as she woke up, she's been crying, and I couldn't get her to stop."

"She's sleeping now, sweetheart."

"I know."

He rubs his cheek against yours. "Baby…" You cry into his shoulder. He smooths his hand up and down your back, over and over and over, a loving loop. His heart is pounding in his chest with worry. "Baby," he murmurs, "you're a good parent. You are. You're amazing."

"Why can't I get her to sleep?"

"She's got colic." He tries to emphasise but stay gentle. "You've had a really hard week," he says carefully, hands moving to cradle your face. "A really hard week. I know you have, and I love you so much for doing this by yourself while I'm at work, but I'm right here now. All yours until Monday. You're tired, yeah?"

You close your eyes and lean into his touch. "Yeah."

"Yeah, I know. You need something to eat, and a good long nap, and you need to let me take care of you."

"Steve, I'm fine," you complain. And though you've relaxed and the tears have slowed, Steve wouldn't agree, exactly.

"You're better than fine. You're a great parent. You're an amazing partner." He pushes his lips into your cheek. "It's alright. You're doing everything right."

"It doesn't feel like it."

He feels very very sorry for not realising how overwhelmed you've been and promises to himself that he's going to make up for it. His thumb traces half circles into your cheek, tender and slow. "You are. I swear."

You exhale. There's a long patch of silence.

"Okay," you whisper.

"Okay." He kisses both of your cheeks and then the tip of your nose, a surefire way to make you smile. Your lips twitch into a grin. He presses a quick kiss there, too. "I love you."

"I love you, too," you say. It comes out all stuck together and thick.

"You're really gonna love me after dinner. I'm thinking we melt what's left of the spicy cheddar and have it on red pesto shells."

"With garlic bread?" you ask.

"Obviously garlic bread. Didn't I just say I loved you?"

And you're not perfect by the time dinner's ready, still lethargic and upset. When the baby wakes up crying he picks her up and you stand at his side, your nail stroking gently over her cheek.

"She's so perfect."

"Like you," Steve says. "Exactly like you."

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nero-onlooking-archive · 2 months

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I'm a big fan of demon hybrids having animal traits in the sense they're technically demon traits but plenty demon designs are based off animals to some degree, and I'm a biology enthusiast. So here's some of mine:

-Neros demon arm in dmc 4 is a result of his body trying to protect him. Similar to scaring, because he got attacked by a demon and it's noted he thought it was infected his body's immune response to being expose to demon (germs? Fluid? Breaking of the skin in general?) Was to basically activate his DT form in that one area likely to stave off infection and or prevent future damage. Again like scarring in humans. My supporting evidence is in DMC 5 Neros demon arm has changed to look like his according DT trigger. This is not to say DT forms are basically trauma, but that as a bodies defensive measure is less stable and functional the younger you are. Bc most of your bodies resources are going towards growing and hormones.

- Dante eating pizza with like almost all toppings could reasonably be backed as being because be it just using his guns or taking a DT form it's gonna be quite physically taxing. Carbs provide energy, it woukd realistically burn a ton of energy to do things like shapeshift. (You could make a case of this applying a similar way to V where functionally being split in two (6 counting Gryphon nightmare shadow phantom) means vergil was already running on fumes and Urizen just got most of it hence he still needed the qliphoth fruit for power. But also why even when eating it afterwards Vergil is still basically on equal footing as Dante. It basically just got Vergil at a healthy...everything. and it may be why Griffon Shadow and Nightmare weren't merged back in as well (yes symbolism obv but lemme support it with this) because the fruit was like a extreme multivitamin griffon shadow and Nightmare would be akin to like overdosing on vitamins. (This is also why Neros arm is basically in a DT state in dmc 4 but otherwise his DT is like a shadow. It's a lot of energy so this is his bodies closest thing it can manage due to energy but i wouldnt rule out age too as Dante had no issue going full DT at 18) this may also be why Nero can have his DT arms out without transforming fully into a DT form but also may just be bc he's 1/3rd demon

- Urizens form having so many eyes is a result of him still getting some of vergils trauma bc ptsd shows up as hyper vigilance/more activity in the brain.

- Neros DT form in dmc 4 and 5 both has downward horns akin to vergils dmc 3 DT form but also they are wing like in a way that reminds me of Credos Angelo form (esp in the chest) and his chin spikes are like Dantes DT form in 5. I think this is like half formed by genetics half formed by experiences in a way bc of those details. this also explains despite being idential twins dantes and vergils DT forms are so different. (Dante will never say it but he wishes his wings were also an extra pair of hands this is because he could eat more slices of pizza at a time)

- yknow how in some ways horns make cooling off easier because it pulls an animals blood out of their body through said horns to be cooled and then go back in the body? Dante and Nero can use this to cool off but Vergils broken horns don't allow this.

- bc Nero has more of a reptile/raptor motif and Vergils is more on the fish side with fin mentions I interpret this as Neros scales are made of kertaine like hair and Vegils are made of Dentine like teeth.

-until Nero regret a human arm his DT formed arm shed. This normally doesn't happen for Dante and vergil but that's bc theyre not in their DT forms 24/7.

I ALSO THOUGHT THE SAME ABOUT NEROS ARM!!

I always thought that the reason why dante never got carpal tunnel from pulling the trigger of ebony n ivory sm is because his body would heal it before it got a chance. Vergil's horns could also be broken because his internal body temp is MUCH higher than his kin, and therefore that xtra heat in his hosts is still being vented despite how broken they are?? idk.

#sorry this is so short but You Are Correct in Everything #dmc #devil may cry #ask #dmc nero #vergil dmc #dmc dante

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vs-redemption · 1 year

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Soft Sunday: pancakes

*im craving pancakes and I will makes some, cause it’s cold and rainy here*

Atsumu: So he wasn’t a professional cook but he CAN cook. Even learned how to make those fluffy soufflés pancakes JUST for you. Especially after he got all those kisses and a happy face from you. Besides he looks just as good as twin in apron.

Hajime: He like most of his athletic clients are mindful of the amount of carbs they consume. Except when it comes to your request for buttery fluffy pancakes he is officially taking a cheat meal. He adds fruit to get SOME nutrimental value. Still it doesn’t quite compare to your giddy smile when he wakes you up with a plate full of pancakes. Also nice to see flexing biceps so early in the morning.

Mattsun/Osamu: look they will make your pancakes but they are shirtless with bed head and all. You just sit at the counter attempting to cut the fruit up while you watch. Oh and the pancakes look good too😂.

Kuroo: says there is science to fluffy crispy edge pancakes. You don’t argue with his logic cause his pancakes turn out perfect every time, taste wise. Plus he has the kids involved in the mixing process. He gets to enjoy his family and kisses from you every time he cooks up his famous pancakes. Yes he makes shapes out of the pancakes for his kids. Attempts too.

Tobio: takes him awhile to get it. The man is so serious about the timing to flipping the pancakes. He so determined to impress you after you showed him how to make pancakes. He is awarded for his efforts. You get stack full of delicious pancakes and gets a bunch of kisses from you. Sure y’all will have to replace the pan BUT you got pancakes and handsome chef out of the deal

Tendo: You gonna get crepes filled with sweet and savory things. It’s the French way. He can make your regular pancakes. He does go over the top with it. Powder sugar, whip cream, fruit and drizzle of chocolate. Which is fine with you cause you are a CHOCOLATE gremlin. You love chocolate. You got just the right handsome person to indulge you. Delicious pancakes AND eye candy. Oui!

* I will probably be on a Tendo kick cause I been cooking out my French cookbooks lately😁*

I will not complain about Tendo headcanons. I love hearing people's ideas and opinions about him. He's such an interesting and underrated character (in my opinion).

Soft Sunday: Pancakes! (With: Atsumu, Iwa, Osamu, Mattsun, Kuroo, Kageyama, Tendo)

I feel like Atsumu would pretend that he can't cook just because he doesn't actually want to. For you though, he's pulling out all the aces up his sleeve. He has a proud grin on his face as he reveals the perfectly made pancakes to you! He will put in a little extra work and make breakfast if it means impressing you!

Sundays tend to be a cheat day for Iwa. He can't help but cave to the pressure when you ask him so sweetly for pancakes 'just this once' with your sleepy morning voice, and adorable tousled hair. He tells himself that he'll just do an extra work out at some point to make up the difference, and he can hardly even bring himself to feel bad after seeing how happy you look with your yummy plate of pancakes.

Mattun's pancakes aren't anything special but it doesn't matter when he looks so mouthwatering while making them. He's still half asleep as he tosses ingredients into the bowl and mixes them up, but there's still an knowing smirk on his face as he feels the heat of your stare on his bare back and shoulders. He definitely makes teasing comments like "you sure you're hungry for pancakes, love?"

Osamu takes his cooking seriously in the morning, of course, but it's also the perfect time to tease you and rile you up. He knows what he's doing as his muscles flex as he chops, mixes and flips the pancakes. He'll make sure the breakfast comes out perfectly, but what he's actually looking forward to is dragging you back to bed for some warm cuddles once both of your bellies are happy and full.

Why can I picture Kuroo turning a pancake breakfast into a whole science project. He has every bowl in the kitchen out, using food coloring to have different colors of batter. He starts quizzing kids on the atomic number of different elements and tries to create electron cloud models with the different colored pancakes. There are so many dishes to do once everything is said and done, but it's actually a really wholesome bonding moment for Kuroo and his kids.

I can totally picture the scowl and look of concentration on Kageyama's face as he tries to follow the recipe and directions you wrote down perfectly. It's not even that complicated but he is so determined to get it right. When you peek in at him to check is progress, you can't help but playfully point out that if he stared at the page much harder smoke would start coming out of his ears. The look of relief and handsome smile on his face after he's done though makes your heart skip!

Tendo does not mess around when it comes to breakfast. He knows all the right combinations of flavors to to have you humming in delight with each bite of his creation. Not only does he get the perfect blend of sweet and fruity, the presentation is also immaculate. He will have all your friends jealous and wishing they could have such masterfully crafted crepes on their lazy Sunday mornings.

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fluffyprettykitty · 2 years

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Household

Pairing: Bruce Banner x female reader (no other specifications!)

Word Count: 1630 words

Outline: Becoming parents with Bruce could never be better.

Warnings: some medical stuff, a little angst about past childhoods, pregnancy, birth.

Author’s Note: Two anons asked for a sequel to my fic, Refinement. This can be read as a stand-alone as well, only the names of the babies are the same! Basically is dad! Bruce in all is glory.

dividers by @firefly-graphics // banners by @maysdigitalarts

Main Masterlist ・❥・Bruce Banner Masterlist

“Bruce!” You feel your eyes closing in on you as you try to balance yourself on the couch. A pair of strong hands catch you before you fall off. “Are you okay?” Bruce, your lovely boyfriend asks concerned.

“I just felt a little dizzy that’s all. Maybe I need some vitamins or something.”

“Maybe. Yeah. Have you been feeling like this all morning?”

“No, maybe?” You squint your eyes and rub yourself on his chest. “I might have skipped breakfast.”

“Maybe is the other thing…”

“No, I’m pretty sure I just need some protein. Carbs.”

“Maybe we could do a test and figure it out.”

“I don’t wanna rise your hopes up for nothing.”

“We are scientists. We have a lab, we can look at your blood and make sure, not to mention all of the Stark technology, we could even have an ultrasound. Literally, nothing can stop us.”

You blink and pull back to smile at him running circles on his chest with your fingers. “I almost forgot that we live here in the tower.”

“Easy mistake to make. What with all the stairs and the glasses and the questionable pop art on the walls…”

You giggle, a faint sound as your head still spins around. “But we have done so many tests already and….”

“And then we will have to do more practicing…it will happen eventually. See, I’m very determined now. And I, if anything, tend to stick to my goals.

He wraps his strong arms around you and picks you up, heading to the elevator. To pass the short time, he decides to tell you an old story from his time as a professor at the university and how his students tried to creatively cheat on their exams. Before you know it, you are sitting on a chair and he is still speaking, you still laughing while he has you laying down on the chair and placing gel on your belly. Then he starts the ultrasound still talking like before.

And then he stops talking blinking at the screen in front of him.

“Bruce?” You touch his cheek with your free hand.

“Is there.”

“What?”

“There is something!”

You blink and look around and that’s when you realize exactly what’s happening.

“We’re having a baby!” He cheers in utter shock and you turn your head to look at the screen.

“Oh my god. I have no idea what I’m looking at that.”

“Right there.” He points with his finger, tracing the sign.

“Is so small.”

“Yah is. Let’s see it a little bit better.” He traces a little bit more and then he stops and blinks.

“Oh, this can’t be….oh my god…”

You turn to look at him concerned by his expression and that’s when you spot it…a second spot.

“Twins!” You exclaim!

No greatest joy had ever surrounded the avengers family and the tower before. You keep the news hidden from the general public of course and instead keep it a secret amongst the team.

The following first months of your pregnancy go smoothly. At first, you were both scared at the prospect of twins but over time, you grew very fond of the idea. There were some concerns, what if one embryo wasn’t vital? Was if anything could happen but thankfully everything went well and you were now close enough to your due date. Various baby names were suggested both by the pair of you and the rest of the team. There was a bidding war of who would be the godparent of the children until you simply decided that the whole avengers team would be so, something Natasha had predicted. Easy conflict to break, nobody wants a civil war between team members.

Tony gave you his assistant (let you borrow her more correctly) and together you came up with the baby's room. Searching through many magazines and many online shops you found everything you were looking for. Mostly ecological and planet-friendly things. Predominantly in pastel green and an accompanying space theme surrounding the room. Shopping for the babies was very fun and Bruce was smiling bigger and bigger by the day. He never thought it could happen, before he became the Hulk, he thought he was married to his job, dedicated to science but afterward, he simply thought it could never happen. After many tests and lots of talks with Hulk himself, some more conversations, and testing with doctor Cho, he had concluded that the gamma radiation wouldn’t be an obstacle for the future children, and Hulk himself was very happy and very protective of you.

One cold day at the beginning of December the twins were born. At first, you wanted a natural birth but everybody convinced you that a c-section for the babies was better and just in case gamma radiation was present, they could detect it much easier that way. Tony had almost turned the lab into a maternity clinic, and he had brought on a fantastic doctor with his own team of nurses. You were induced early in the day and after a couple of hours, they were here, crying into the world.

One boy and one girl.

They were here and they were absolutely real.

It was just you and Bruce in the lab and of course the doctor. So a moment like this was as privatized as possible.

It felt magical. Bruce kept looking at the babies, holding your hand tightly while the doctors were making sure everything was alright with them. He didn’t leave your side not for one second, always thanking you for allowing him to share this journey with him.

All tests run smoothly, the babies are healthy and well and no traces of gamma radiation can be found. It feels unreal but is so real. There are small tears in the corners of Bruce’s eyes and you know he is relieved, now you will get to live together, raising your children, your very own children together.

Of course, once everything is ready, Natasha is the first one to come inside the room.

“Got bets and people to inform. I need to know the names.”

You both smile at each other, at the absurdity, the boldness, the humor, the familiar thing. You were a big family. And it was obvious, now these were the babies of the team. Not just yours.

“Basil for the boy.” Bruce smiles wide pointing to him.

“Florence for the girl.” You continue holding her tighter and showing her to Natasha.

“I am keeping my thoughts to myself. Congratulations to you both.” She smirks before she jolts away from the room leaving you laughing at her reaction.

“They are not that pretentious.”

“Nah, we could have done worse.”

And so it passes, the doctor and his team stay with you for a couple more days and after the baby is one week old, you have gotten into a routine. A sleepless one but everyone wants to help. Natasha has a beautiful singing voice that soothes the twins, Sam and Clint are the ones who know the most about raising babies, and as for Bruce? Bruce always asks you first. He copies each of your movements and every one of your smiles. “We have to love them the same way, so they will know we are in love and love them very much. Is very important.”

He watches you breastfeed, taking pictures and putting them in a little photo album ‘for when they are older.’ You are not used to pictures but you try not to smile too awkwardly when he is doing it. He kisses your cheek and wraps his hands around your waist when you sit outside the door listening to see if they will cry. It doesn’t matter that you have basically a whole a.i. was there with them. Anything could happen. He reassures you. And he squeezes you resting his chin on your shoulder.

You don’t ask him about his own childhood, by the way, he is reacting, the love he is showing, you know there’s something there, something dark that shouldn’t be talked about. And you hold his hand a little tighter every time he does something good and you always praise him, let him know how important he is for you and the babies. And he thanks you for loving him, late at night and early in the morning. He dotes on you, helping you recover and regain your strength, spoon feeds you, and lets you rest. And you watch him as he grows, wiser, and prouder every single day. The twins grow with him, first, you learn how to cut their nails, then they get jaundice, then a couple of fevers here and there that freak you out, the teething is a nightmare, then they are getting bigger, and before you knew it is summer again.

“Bruce.” You look at him, tilting your head. “You know is too early for them to walk.” Bruce scoffs holding Florence up by her shoulders. “I am teaching them to stand. Florence here yesterday was telling me how much she wants to walk.”

“She was telling you this.”

“Yes.” He nods, looking at you incredulously, loose curls falling on his face, dried food evident on the top of his t-shirt.

“How?” You raise an eyebrow and adjust Basil on your lap.

“With her…voice.”

“Her voice.”

“Yes.”

“She doesn’t talk.”

“She talks to me!” He retorts defensively.

“Right.”

“You are just jealous because she clearly prefers talking to me.”

“Ah. huh. Must be that.”

“Glad you are being an adult and admitting that.”

“Yeah.”

“Well, thank you.”

You both burst out laughing and shake your head at each other.

Becoming parents just made you sillier and sillier every day.

And you wouldn’t change it for the world.

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profesionalpartyguest · 1 year

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bellafragolina · 1 year

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Okay, so how about the submas bros (separate) with a Faller s/o? Im assuming you know that Fallers are the term used in this series for people from another place in time and space with little to no memories of where they're from and who they are. Bonus points if Emmet's s/o meets him during his search for his missing twin and Ingo's is after his return! I just like the trope of trauma bonding strangers to friends to lovers, okay?

Ooooh this is an interesting one! Fallers are def cool and with the timing and placement of your idea? It’s got the makings of chaos!

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Emmet:

You fall into his life the same way Ingo fell out. You crash into the subway floor in a firework of white and gold light, sending the surrounding crowd into a frenzy. But Emmet is quick to charge towards you, to shield your trembling form from nosy people with their phones out to record. He and his agents sweep you away from prying eyes of a crowd, until it’s only Emmet staring at you. His eyes are burning, molten silver that pierce into your very being. But you don’t remember anything

Emmet is so, so frustrated. You don’t know where you came from, where you are, or anything in between. You can’t help him find Ingo, not right now at least. Emmet keeps tabs, keeps in touch with you as you’re spun around by government officials doing their best to house you with your strange circumstances. As time passes and your fear wanes, Emmet finds himself looking forward to spending time with you and picking your brain about your old life

Soon, his feelings grow deeper. You’re. . . everything. He’s lost so much, and he’s so afraid of losing you, however way that may be. He clings, begs higher ups to allow him to house you, protect you, keep you safe from whatever might come from these strange riffs. When they agree, he’s ecstatic, and ready to be your best roommate. He shows you everything, lets you sit in on his battle subway, and finds himself holding you close at night. Your kisses heal his very soul it feels like.

And then Ingo comes back. Emmet has never been so happy. He sobs and hugs his brother, dragging you close to show you, introduce the two most important people in his life. You and Ingo bond quickly due to your similar circumstances, past or present. But there’s a lingering weight, heavy in the air.

If Ingo came back, what does that mean for you?

Ingo:

Adjusting to Unova is a challenge. Ingo isn’t used to the lights, the noise, the high sugar and carb count in food, all of it is trying and heavy. Ingo feels alone, even surrounded by family and friends, isolated by his experience. But then, during his reintroduction to the subway, there’s a familiar bright light. Ingo clings to Emmet, who is adhered to his back, only to gasp when the light fades to reveal you. Confused, scared, amnesiac you

Ingo is there. He cradles your hand, whispers words he wished were said to him. He says he understands, he knows what you’re going through, it happened to him. Emmet as well follows Ingo’s lead, promising you that things will be okay. They lead you away from the staring crowd and situate you in the employee break room, giving your water and something to nibble on as you calm down and come to understand your situation.

You gravitate towards Ingo. And he gravitates towards you. The higher ups agree to let Emmet and Ingo house you, since he understands what’s happening with you. And Ingo takes his position as your guardian very seriously. He tells you stories of his time in Hisui, and relates to your feelings of isolation and loneliness, of feeling like you don’t belong. Your heart aches for him, and you quickly grow close, sharing to him what little you recall of your former life. And it grows Ingo’s need to protect you into something more than just that

Ingo and you ease into Nimbasa life at the same pace. You’re boggled by a lot of city living, just as he is, so Emmet has his work cut out for him whenever he leads you both around. Luckily, your shared adoration of Pokémon makes it easier, and Ingo melts whenever he sees you smiling at him, hugging a content Excadrill to your chest. Yet, at the same time, every sweet touch you share scares Ingo to the very core

After all, he doesn’t know when you’re going back home, away from him

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I hope you don’t mind, but I made the endings a little ambiguous, leaning towards angsty! Let me know if that’s not what you were wanting!!

Happy Holidays!

~Renee

#ingo x reader #emmet x reader #pokemon imagines #pokemon x reader #submas x reader

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nobodyinfart · 2 years

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more caring than the carebears~

hello!! this took so long that i am a little embarrassed HAHAHA,, hope you guys enjoy~~ mwah :3

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description: caretakers deserve all the love, period.

category: imagine

type: fluff

characters mentioned: aether, bennett, thoma x gn! reader

aether :3

he finds your care so heart-warming, he usually isn't coddled since he is seen as the independent and capable type

not that he doesn't like it, of course

so when you take the initiative to take care of him, like how you usually make lunchboxes for him, he feels so touched

you even make sure to include a balanced diet, with vegetables and snacks and carbs to give him enough energy throughout the day!!

he is so proud that he often shows off to his peers and sister of your creations

"oh my gosh, is that teriyaki?!" aether hisses as he swats at lumine's chopsticks, throwing a glare over at lumine's pouting face. "yes, but it's mine!" humming, the precious baby continues munching on his lunch while admiring your handicraft. today's set was another spectacular one, teriyaki chicken with steaming white rice, accompanied by an onsen egg at the corner and a salad topped with the perfect amount of dressing.

he was practically squirming with excitement when you smiled and offered his meal of the day. he thought that he would get less flustered after you continued giving the weekly food. however, seeing how shy he gets accepting the bento box doesn't seem to change. even as he is in classes, he can't help wondering what this week's bento is gonna look like, completely in glee and excited.

some days, he even daydreams on if he would be able to see you cook it in person one day, with an apron tied behind your back. or maybe that you would sneak him bites as you are cooking, his puppy dog eyes leaving you helpless as you chuckle, saying that he would be too full to eat afterwards,,, maybe a kiss would change your mind and another piece would be given~~

lumine sees her brother in a daze and sighs, knowing that you are the cause of his distracted state. 'being the middle man is hard,' she shook her head as she succeeded in stealing a piece of the teriyaki. the number of texts she has received from you, panicking over the silliest things are absurd. even, just as she was thinking about it, a buzz sounded.

simp: DOES HE LIKE IT?? IS THE ONSEN EGG UGLY!!

lumi: don't be ridiculous,, he is practically in heaven rn~~

'you better confess soon, brother' she huffs as aether snaps out of his daze and started complaining about the missing piece of chicken, the twins getting into a petty fight over food, once again.

bennett :3

he is super thankful he knows an angel

he always feels wrong since you often take care of his injuries when he gets hurt (which is very often, by the way)

from classes, co-curricular activities and daily life, the list is bloody endless

our poor bennett shouldn't be, but part of him even looks forward to getting injuries, just to enjoy the gentle caresses of his crush's hands on his bruises or the concern at his old scars, you rubbing them as he tries to convince you that they don't hurt

he adores the way you cup his cheeks to softly scold him with soft stern eyes, but his favourite part definitely is the tender hug he receives as a 'quick healing remedy', you softly press him closer, letting him enjoy your soft embrace and the comforting scent you emit

he notes the smell as you give him a hug for a speedy recovery, the faint smell of detergent never being more soothing to him than those moments

then, you give him a smile while ruffling his hair, telling him to please be more careful

he does the opposite, though, just to get care from his favourite nurse :DD

"benny!! again?!" you huffed as he could only chuckle nervously sitting in the infirmary once again. his knee has a slight gash, bloody enough to even stain his uniform and trail down to his ankle. honestly, you wonder how his body hasn't given up yet. he could only shrug and allow you to treat his wound, flinching a little at the antiseptic. you try to wrap it gently, as for the bandage to not apply pressure onto his gash, carefully watching the wound while he watches you. your eyes are focused, yet the way you are so receptive to his pain shows your concern, making him feel warm inside.

"all done!! make sure to take care of it and apply medicine every couple of hours," you continue on to explain each and every step, turning around to place the medkit back into the drawer. despite being all patched up, benny still kicks his feet, almost as if waiting for something. you tilt your head, eyes squinting in confusion as you make a face, wondering what he was waiting for. his face flushes, suddenly being bashful as he sticks his hands out for his remedy. his emerald eyes turn towards the ground, unwilling to look at you, thus it took him off guard as you nestle him into you.

"make sure to be careful, okay? your body may be able to take it, but you need to take care of yourself ya," you mutter, anxious and unconsciously holding him tighter. often, you worry for the poor boy, constantly getting injuries. the way he is still so happy-go-lucky leaves your heart soft, the same way how his smile leaves you weak.

bennett 'mmhhms' at your concern, sliently enjoying the way your hands caress his back and the warmth of your arms enveloping him. he wishes he had the courage to tell you of his feelings, yet he is shy. 'why do i even start??' our patient wonders, as he struggles to work out a plan to woo you...

as the both of you separate, you gather up some courage to whisper a sly remark in his ear "don't think i didn't know that you come to me rather than go to the nurse, it's almost like you want to see me~~". you almost can sense the heat from his red ears alone, leaving you a touch mischievous and adoring. with that remark, you leave the poor boy to suffer and squirm, an unknowing smirk on your face,,

god, he loves the caring side of you, yes he does. but, that cunning smirk is causing flips in his stomach never felt before,, the way you look so sly and up to no good, makes him feel so shy. he begins devising his 'woo the lover' plan on that infirmary bed, emerald eyes as bright as his blush. he imagines that same slyness when you steal kisses from him, a lulling voice that is so sticky and needy, convincing him that kisses are the best remedy. god, he can't wait for the remedy hugs to evolve to kisses soon~~

thoma :3

now, let's be honest, there isn't much you do that thoma could not already

hell, he may even do it better, since he does it way too often (that that you suck of course)

but, that does not mean he does not feel anything when he sees you peel fruits for your friends to munch on during your lunch break

your gentle hands grip the apple with purpose, carefully holding the knife to peel the skin off the apples and cut them into adorable bunny slices

thoma feels so soft, watching you care for everyone around you, ensuring that they drink plenty of water and eat well

like an angel 🥺🥺

however, he definitely thinks that for you to care so much about others, you must have had an occasion where you overlooked yourself

because of this, he often worries over you~

have you eaten enough?? what about hydration?? why do you look more lethargic than usual??

so don't act so surprised when a lunch box with a full-blown meal presents itself in your locker, accompanied by a huge water bottle

the food is always piping hot, almost as if it was just made, almost like your food giver was a member of the home econs club (wink wink)

inside also includes a cute note, that reminds you to take care of yourself too, and that you deserve all the love and care you could possibly have

ps: he always hides to see your sweet smile and shy laugh, as all your friends flash knowing eyes and plead to know who this sweet angel is

“another one??! what’s written on the note now??” your group of friends almost topple one another to catch a glimpse of the handwritten note. you could only laugh and flush, reading through the thoughtful words.

‘exams are coming up, don’t pull so many allnighters and make sure to get proper rest!! today’s meal is a little special, enjoy~~’ your eyes widened as you hurriedly unwrapped the furoshiki to reveal....

the most gorgeous strawberry shortcake you have seen in your life. the strawberries glistened in a light syrup and the whole cake had accents of pink with white cream, you swear that you have lost your breath in that very moment. the closest friend gasp, completely in awe at the masterpiece, whispering about how you have to give the food angel a kiss for this one,,

your other friends open the second container, cooing at the shaped onigiri, calling the dog shape adorable. one of your friends sighed, playfully chiding that your romeo would make such a good malewife~~

behind your group, a certain blonde is flushed red at the constant compliments, loving that his acts of service brought you so much joy. seeing your awe-filled grin was enough payment for him as he scampered off to the clubroom, thoma is sure that your happiness is seeping into his bones, completely bringing up his mood. maybe if he stayed a little longer, he would have realised that his cover was finally blown. a knowing smile lingered on your lips as you eye the leaving figure, a plan forming in your head to give him a taste of his own medicine - where you surprised him with a bento of his own and that kiss promised for your food angel~~

#nobody's works #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #aether x reader #bennett x reader #thoma x reader #genshin imagines #genshin fluff #genshin impact fluff #aether #bennett #thoma

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diabolus1exmachina · 1 year

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Crosley Hotshot Super

The Crosley line of automobiles from Cincinnati, Ohio was more impressive than their small stature would imply…they held many automotive “firsts” and for a company that only sold cars from 1938 to 1952, they made a big impact in the automotive world. The first American car company to have an affordable, mass market over-head camshaft engine, first company to use the phrase “sport utility” and the first American car company to have 4 wheel disc brakes on a production car. The Hotshot was also America’s first post-war sports car…and has 4 wheel disc brakes…before the Mercedes-Benz 300SL and years before the Corvette. This car has the hot Crosley-Bearcat marine “big block” motor of 59ci (!) and the hi-po Braje intake with twin Tillotson carbs, Braje exhaust manifold and dual exhausts, a very hot set up for such a minimalist car. Other “race track” equipment on our Hotshot includes: dual Brooklands screens (original windshield included), Marchal fog/driving lamps, Rundenmeister rally clock and timer, leather hood straps, and a VDO “Porsche-style” tachometer mounted under dash.

#Crosley Hotshot Super #Mercedes-Benz 300SL #Corvette

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unclewaynemunson · 8 months

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The lovely @heybluechild and @yournowheregirl tagged me to pick 6 characters that are very me-coded. Love this but it was also v stressful to pick, here they are:

Robin Buckley, queer band nerd (stranger things)

Donna Hayward, would do anything for her best friend (twin peaks)

Claire Littleton, literally just some girlie (lost)

Chidi Anagonye, indecisive af and always worrying about ethics (the good place)

Rosie, true love = carbs (mamma mia)

Simon Spier, stressed out gay who just wants some goddamn peace (Simon vs the homosapiens agenda)

I'll tag @pizzaqueen @tillystealeaves @grimmfitzz @momotonescreaming @cheatghost and @henderdads. And if you see this and want to join, please say I tagged you!

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rpmemesbyarat · 10 months

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RP Memes from a “Stupidest Thing You’ve Ever Heard” Reddit Thread

“Can you email me back the PDF I emailed you? It’s my only copy.”

“It says carbonated because they removed the carbs" “How can Hawaii and Alaska have such different temperatures when they are right next to each other on the map?”

"If earth is spinning then why my front door is always facing east?"

"Blueberry muffins you buy premade don't have any blueberries in them. Blueberries cost too much. They dye bees blue because they have the same texture and use them." "I don't know how you can stand to fly when there's a 50 percent chance the plane will crash. You know, because either it crashes or it doesn't. 50/50." "I don't have an e-mail, I have a gmail" “How do we know it wasn’t just ostriches on the radar that triggered Pearl Harbor?” "Fish aren't animals, they're mammals." “Once had someone try to sell me the theory that the moon is a hologram made by the government to trick people.” "Women have 6 ovaries" “Got into an argument with a guy that thought limes were unripe lemons.” "A guide dogs job is to drive the car for the blind person".

“Back during the mosque shooting in New Zealand and the government there were trying to ban guns, my coworker said that they can't do that since it violates the (American) second amendment.” “I thought Lewis and Clark lived in the 1970s.” “I once had a coworker who believed with all sincerity that twins could only be conceived through anal sex.” "Women can control their periods." "You have to understand, I'm not a vibrational match for car accidents, so we'll be safer if I drive."

“A professor in college refused to give back our tests because "you should know what you did wrong" “My best friends sister once spent an hour trying to convince me that marshmallows grew on trees.” “Women pee out of the same hole babies come out of.”

“Water has memory” “Old roommate said that when the weather app says 50% rain then that meant half of all the rain in the sky is going to fall. Same for all percentages. 80%, meant 80% of all the rain possible would fall, 100% rain? Yup, every single last drop of rain is coming down today.” “"Of course a pound of feathers is lighter than a pound of quarters, duh" “They wished they could go back to the 1800’s to see what it was like in black & white” “Root canals cause breast cancer.” "If we evolved from monkeys, why is it when we see a sonogram, we see a person and not a monkey?"

“Is there anything we can do to increase the speed of light?”

"I thought Greece was a myth like Hercules" “The real reason you can drown by falling asleep in a kiddie pool is because you soak up too much water.”

"I didn't know peanut butter was made from peanuts."

"Australia doesn't exist" "Has no one ever taught you? The woman's brain tells her body if it wants to have a baby or not." “If I don’t finish all my eggs within two weeks I throw them out. I don’t want the light in the fridge to make them hatch.”

“Ok, let’s all just get this straight: north does not equal up.” "I hate croutons. They taste like dried bread."

“If you as a guy wear gold ,you will turn gay.” “Some broad I know, fully and truly believed, that Mt Rushmore was a natural formation.” “I have street smarts because I’m good at remembering street names.”

“I have a friend that believed women didn't poop.” "See women don't poop because it helps them attract a mate. They are more attractive to men if they don't poop." "If you're having trouble learning Spanish, just hire a Chinese guy to teach you."

“My computer keeps telling me it can’t see the printer even after I put it in front of the monitor.” “Africa isn't a city, it's a country.” “Do Jewish people celebrate Thanksgiving?” “Migrating butterflies are a problem because they create hurricanes with the movement of their wings” “When the sun turns around it turns into the moon” ““Do women close their vaginas when they are in the ocean? Water is drawn into the body and you can explode.” “Touching your own period blood is just asking to get HIV.”

“Someone I knew once asked me if cats laid eggs.” "I just love pitbulls sooo much! My dream is to get a blue nose pit and a red nose pit to have babies! They'd have purple noses!!" “You can’t put two dryer sheets in the dryer at the same time because they’ll cancel each other out” "What the difference between a mocha and an iced mocha?" “Clockwise and counterclockwise change depending on where the clock is.” "You only get an STI if you don't wash your dick after sex"

"The moon isn't real." “Birth Control pills can be taken rectally too”

“Dictionary isn’t an accurate source for finding definitions.”

“Japan is the capital of Australia” "Science is just some supposed experts' opinions and like why do their opinions matter more than mine? That's why I refuse to accept Science as facts"

"Norweigan" is a word I made up to trick her, because there's no country called Norwegia.” “I started taking my birth control every other day to save money”

"what's beef? Oh what? Thats cow? That's not a different type of meat?"

“Panama? That’s in Europe right?”

“Panda Express is where they save Pandas”

“Lemonade is made from limes” “Are chapped lips contagious?” “Did your grandfather have any kids?” "I have 17 bottles of perfume, some people don't even have that many toes"

"Cooking destroys the gluten." "If the moon was really originally a part of the earth, then when it broke off, it would have decapitated all the dinosaurs."

"Don't keep the window open because you'll let the WiFi out"

#rp meme #rp memes #rp starters #roleplay meme #roleplay memes #roleplay starters #reddit

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