I have been big depressed lately and because of that decided to dive head first into a community I’ve seen for a long time but haven’t indulged in cause I worried it was “cringe”
I don’t give a shit anymore and want to make some new friends in a new community!
My Platonic F/O’s:
♜ Miles Edgeworth ♜ (Ace Attorney)
Shoto Todoroki (MHA)
Miaya Gekkogahara (DR3)
Romantic F/O’s:
❁ Esteban Flores ❁ (Elena of Avalor)
Franky Franklin (SpyxFamily)
Familiar F/O’s:
Here is my Carrd with my F/O’s and OC’S: https://spookygirlselfinsert.carrd.co/
This is just a side blog for coping purposes, but also for fun! Follow me or message me on my main blog @annadoglover1 If you would be interested in being friend 👉🏻 👈🏻
Been a minute since I've written an entire cast shot for TADC-- dont expect this to be a common thing again
Notes: gn reader, short and sweet, written on computer, Canon character focused, im sure ive already written this a loooooooong time ago but blah blah blah feeling like its been long enough to warrant a rewrite esp as new episodes have likely come out between then and now
CWs: mentions of body dysmorphia in zoobles part, mentions of loss in kingers part as well as struggles with memory
CAINE
LOVE love loves cuddling with you- hes never actually cuddled another person... bubble doesnt count and thats more of like... comical clinging hug than actual cuddling!
odds are youre physically larger than him but thats not going to stop him being big spoon- definitely has the traditional "men need to be the one in that position" not because he feels he NEEDS to as a man... he just likes feeling like youre personal protector- your man, your guy, your... uhuhuh... yeah!
he sometimes like to cuddle you mid air... hope youre not afraid of heights and the odd feeling of defying physics!
POMNI
again, odds are youre larger than her. she seems more of a little spoon person... though she strikes me as the type to be an awkward cuddler. she doesnt really know where to put her hands- even if its far from the first time youve cuddled into one another
i love her, and she loves you- but pomni looks like the type of person to run uncomfortably hot and doesnt like being touched because of it... clammy and gross feeling, doesnt like it. dont touch her she will get irritated from the feel... its not that she doesnt like you she just doesnt like feeling sweaty
compromises by holding your hand in bed... looping your fingers together as you sleep feels... more tender honestly...
RAGATHA
shes soft and plush- of course she is, shes a doll! definitely has some weight to her... sleeping with her arm wrapped around you is so comforting, genuinely the best sleep youve gotten in a while
she also vaguely smells like berries! so thats a bonus! she totally gets it if you nestle your face into her hair and drift off smelling her! sure its a little quirky but shes not going to judge you for it... honestly if you smelled nice like that she might do the same
no big spoon/little spoon thing... you two mostly just cling onto one another in the bed by any means necessary
JAX
only ever cuddles you when he knows for a fact other people arent going to come in and see him like this. i still stand firm that he hates being seen as soft and vulnerable. even letting himself indulge in stuff like this in an unapologetically tender and sincere way for YOU takes some time
and even then hes most likely to shift into you and cuddle if youre asleep, unable to perceive his rare moment of just... being soft.
he doesnt like being little spoon though, even without the vulnerability stuff
hes kind of sticky.. hes not fluffy in my mind. hes like those rubber squishy toys
KINGER
its... nice holding someone again... but when was the last time hes held someone? why does it feels so familiar but so different- it wasnt you in his arms before was it? it was... someone else, wasnt it? ...hes hardly in the moment long enough most of the time to really dwell on it
he likes being the big spoon- keeping you in his arms... er... hands... makes him feel anchored, calmer. he knows hes missed this even if he cant quite pin point why
but... he kind of melts right into you when you turn it back on him and make him the little spoon. its like seeing a stunned animal relax into comfort
GANGLE
cuddling with her can be a little... hard.. shes made of ribbon so there isnt much to hold and she doesnt have much weight to her... it.. definitely is a sore topic for her. it makes her feel like shes falling short somewhere. like she cant properly cuddle you
even holding her bundled up in your arms doesnt feel right, and shes going to pull away the entire time- doesnt want to waste your efforts even if you try to reassure her... times like this call for creativity--
wrapping her ribbons around you might be a little unconventional... and might lead to tangling- but its something, and its something only you two can do.. no one else! its special and unique to your relationship specifically.. word it like that to her and she'll cheer up a bit!
ZOOBLE
they dont... much care for cuddling. for multiple reasons. partly because its just not for them, and partly because it forces them to actively become aware of what their body is like... the shape, the textures... its all a bit much...
but zooble doesnt want to make you feel rejected- its a hard situation all around. they are going to at least talk to you about it so youre not left in the dark... though it might take a while for them to bring it up
they much prefer non physical intimacy anyways- even prior to the circus. acts of service, talking, spending time. things like that mean more to them
i’ll read anything you can brew up for atticus my beloved. i’m living off of SCRAPS trying to find fics of him.
My friend, my child of good taste, fear not for I will feed you a damn good meal.
Atticus Finch: Little things he does with you
Atticus is a man who isn't afraid to stand up and defend what he loves, we see this in the book and the movie time and time again. You aren't an exception to that, if anyone fucks with you then Atticus is going to do everything he legally can to defend you.
He's got an old record player from his first marriage, a few records that he used to dance to with his wife before she died. Now he dances to those records with you on occasion; it reminds him of his wife, his love for her, and you with his love for you. It blends what was with what is.
During his time getting ready to defend Tom Robinson, he's stressed out all the time, who wouldn't given that there's an innocent life on the line. During this time, Atticus doesn't see you much during this time but he still comes back to bed with you at the end of the day when he really needs to sleep.
Atticus isn't one for PDA, but he'll hold your hand while walking around Maycomb. He doesn't kiss you on the lips, he doesn't plant you on his lap, and he sure as shit doesn't do anything indecent outside of his house; he's got a reputation to uphold but that won't stop him from showing his love.
A few times a month, before or after the case, Atticus will send Calpurnia home early with a full day's pay so he could just stay home with you and cook with you. He loves standing in the kitchen with you, having friendly banter as you bake or cook.
He doesn't go to the Speak Easy, he just won't because he's a lawyer and has done his fair share of defending drunks, but even lawyers need to break the law sometimes. Atticus will come home a little bit tipsy, not black out drunk because he's got things to do, but drunk enough that his cheeks are pink and his pace is a bit wobbly. He'll kiss you a lot and hold you close during these moments, making up for the time spent away from you.
Atticus smiles when he sees you taking care of Scout and Jem, it warms him up a lot just to see you caring for his kids like a parent actually would.
Atticus loves to read to you some nights, he'll lay in bed with you after the kids have gone to bed and just read to you while you're drifting off to sleep. It helps ease his mind and pull him away from whatever case he's working on.
He'll fix your clothes some times, like if you're wearing a shirt and tie (could be female or male), he'll fix it so the tie sits correctly. Or he'll polish your shoes the night before if he's got a big case the next morning, it gives him something else to focus on so he doesn't psych himself out.
Sometimes brings you tea or coffee when you're working on something. Whether it's mending a button on his shirt, helping Jem with his school work, or simply reading with Scout; he'll bring tea or coffee (based on your preferences).
Adores spending time with you, no talking needed, just you being there is making him happy.
You ever reread your work over so many times you cant even tell if you like anymore... yeahhh. lmk if this sucks i havent written in forever lol. Only four years late but here it is, thank you for requesting, and I hope you enjoy :)
Warnings: pregnancy, one swear word, lots of anxiety, idk its pretty tame but reader is written mad angsty. overall tho its pretty fluffy ig
word count: 4.9k (yikes)
***
First, it was the missed periods, then the swollen breasts and fatigue, and finally, the morning sickness. That's when you knew. It was definitely time to make that doctor's appointment to confirm your suspicions. You had hoped the kids and Atticus had not picked up on your bizarre symptoms, not because you didn't want them to know but because if it was true, you wanted to tell them in your own way and time.
You had finally finished emptying the contents of your stomach when there was a knock on the door. "Just a second!" you scrambled, trying to find the toothpaste. You heard Scout call your name in a long, drawn-out drawl. "Jem's hoggin' our washroom! I'm gonna be late for school!"
You put the toothbrush in your mouth, and the peppermint taste was somehow a relief while simultaneously almost triggering you to upchuck again. Gaining some composer, you opened the door and allowed her to come in.
You had married Atticus about a year ago after having known the family for a bit. You both wanted to make sure the new adjustment was suitable for the children before you came and settled into their home and lives. Their needs came first. Lucky for you and Atticus, Jem and Scout adored you. There was no replacing their mother, and none of you wanted that, but all of you were glad the children had a maternal figure in their lives (one who was not Alexandra Hancock). Not that Calpurnia wasn't there for the children, but there was only so much she could do for them, having a family of her own.
It had been a few years since the Tom Robinson trial. You hadn't been around for it but moved to Maycomb shortly after and quickly became close with the family. You had a job working as Atticus' secretary/assistant, and that's where it all began. Fast forward some years, and here you were as his lovely new wife. Things were simple; you'd keep up the house while your husband and the children worked and went to school. Going into town to do some shopping and keep up social pretenses. No one in the immediate family cared too much about how the town saw the Finchs, but it was a small community, and connections were important.
What would a new baby do to this routine? How would the children react? And Atticus, too? Never mind what Stephanie Crawford would think, or better yet, say. It didn't matter, at least not until you knew for sure. You spit out the toothpaste and rinse the brush as Scout fumbles in the cupboard for a towel.
"Well," Atticus drawls, standing in the bathroom doorway. "My two favorite girls. How are you this morning, Scout?"
"Good morning, Atticus!" she responds as she splashes water on her face, then aggressively dries it with a towel. You both chuckle at her intense antics. She quickly tells him she's doing fine this morning and rushes to her room to get dressed. You smile at your husband and turn to him to embrace him.
"And you, my dear, how are you on this fine morning?" His hands are on your waist, and all you can think about is how perfect this is…until you remember the missed periods, swollen breasts, fatigue, and morning sickness.
Atticus woke earlier than you most mornings, starting his day by readying himself in his office. Getting things together and finalizing paperwork. Once you and the kids awoke, he would join you in getting ready and having breakfast. While it did bother you somewhat that you woke up alone most mornings, you were grateful for it as of late. Truthfully, though, you didn't know how much it helped hide your symptoms since Atticus' office was right next to the bathroom. If he did know anything, he hadn't let on, and once again you were grateful. Somehow, he always seemed to know what was best for you before you did.
"I'm better now that you're here." You grin and lean in to give him a peck on the lips. As you do, Jem flies by but not without making a fake "UGH!" puking noise. Atticus shakes his head.
"Sooner than he realizes, he'll understand." He sighs with a small smile and separates from you. Jem was really starting to come into the throes of his teenage years. It was not as bad as you remember your brother's being, but you knew the transition was hard on him and Scout, for that matter. Scout was still very much a kid and probably always would be at heart. Jem, however, was beginning to act more and more like his father (aside from his occasional outbursts).
Atticus starts on his routine of freshening up when he asks what you have planned for the day.
"Well, I have to drop that pie recipe off to Maudie, and we need more flour."
You debated telling him about your plan to drop by Dr. Reynolds's office but figured you should in case he happened to run into him or if he tried to call home and you weren't there. "I also have to stop by Dr. Reynolds later." You hoped he wouldn't ask, but frankly, you would be upset if he didn't either. He stops and turns to you.
"Are you feeling alright?" You could see the concern on his face and hadn't even considered the possibility of him remembering the tragedy of his late wife. And now you felt like crying, Christ almighty, you needed to get it together.
"I'm fine, Atticus. Just a check-up, no need to worry." You make eye contact in the mirror and place a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"You know I do."
***
"Well, Mrs.Finch, your suspicions are correct. You're pregnant."
You let out a deep breath at that, and you weren't sure if it was one of relief or anxiety. It was good to know what you practically already knew, but the thought of having to now break the news to the family was more than anxiety-inducing.
"It's a little too early to tell exactly how far along you are, but I would say right around two months." The doctor says as he packs his tools back up. "Make sure you're getting enough rest and eating enough. I'm sure I don't have to tell you, but pregnancy can take a lot out of ya."
You nod, even though you weren't really listening.
"Thank you for your help, Dr. Reynolds," you stand. "Please say nothing to Atticus or the children. They don't know about any of it yet."
"You have my word." He smiles. "We should schedule an appointment for your next visit. I'd like to check up on you every couple of weeks. It's recommended at the very least once a month."
You nod again and follow him to the front desk to schedule your next appointment.
On your way home, you thought of all the ways to break the news to Atticus. You'd think about the kids later; he would know best how to tell them. You were worried, to say the least. It wasn't just the shift in dynamics that was nerve-wracking; it was also the fact that it was no secret that Atticus was older, and he was starting to feel increasingly more his age each day. Having a new baby in his fifties was probably not something he had planned on. You two had talked about children once or twice, not censuring or encouraging the thought of having a baby of your own, but it was never something either of you had given too much thought to considering your husband's age. And now here you are.
Thank God you had gotten your errands out of the way before your doctor's visit. You were practically out of commission now, having burnt the roast you were supposed to have for lunch. Atticus and the children were supposed to be home any minute now, so there was no time to fix something new. You did your best to salvage what was left of the lunch and set the table for the four of you, trying to allow yourself to picture a fifth setting.
You hear the door and pull yourself out of your daydreams. The children, of course, come bursting through. Contradictory, Atticus follows calmly after them, removing his hat and greeting you with a kiss.
"How was your visit with Dr. Reynolds?" he asks. The two of you are alone in the kitchen now. Jem and Scout were clearly starved, having already sat at the table and started dishing out their food, no doubt earning a scolding from their father when he eventually would sit down for lunch. They knew better than to start eating, at least.
"All healthy, but there is something I need to tell you." You twist and pull your fingers nervously. "Later, tonight."
He would have looked almost impassive to someone unfamiliar with his mannerisms and expressions, but you could see the concern and curiosity in your husband's eyes. All of the doctor talk must have made him nervous, but then his eyes flicked down to your stomach and back to yours, and you felt your heart leap. You took his hand despite your nervousness. "Let's go have some lunch."
***
You were in bed now, and you still had not told Atticus. After your short conversation in the kitchen earlier that day, he refrained from asking again about the visit to Dr. Reynolds, though that didn't mean he had stopped thinking about it. Despite your husband's stoic disposition, he tended to worry quite a bit, part of the reason why his ulcers were constantly acting up. This was a sliver of why you had not told him when he came home for lunch, when he returned from work, or after dinner. The main reason– which you knew but didn't want to admit– was that you were scared. You continued pretending to read your book, but you should have thought about the decades of experience Atticus had as a lawyer.
"What are you thinking about?" he asks quietly, not looking up from his literature.
"Nothin'. Just readin’.” You quickly dismissed but cringed at your lack of courage.
"You haven't flipped a page in 15 minutes." And you realize you're caught.
He finally turns to you and takes your book, setting it down with his own. He takes your hand, giving it a long kiss while he looks at you somewhat expectantly. The kiss, you could tell, was meant to reassure you. He would never force you to discuss your visit, but you told him you needed to talk with him and wanted to be true to your word. He finally releases his mouth from your hand, and you give him a small smile. Timidly though, you look away and try your hardest to have faith that this will all be okay.
"What is it, sweet?"
You let out a small sigh and turn your focus back to him.
"Atticus?" you sounded like a child.
"Yes?"
"I'm pregnant."
Your voice was thick. The silence that followed was heavy, and you couldn't help but hold your breath.
He had broken eye contact with you, but his grip on your hand was firm. He raised his eyebrows and took a deep breath, turning his head to stare down the end of the bed frame as he let it out. There was another pause, and then slowly, the corners of his mouth started to turn up and a grin came on his face as he shook his head slightly.
"That's what you were so mighty worked up about tellin' me?"
"Devil." was all you said as you crossed your arms. He chuckles, placing his now vacant hand on your leg.
"The way you were behavin' had me worried you were one foot in the grave." He tried to joke, but you could tell he was serious. "I've known about you feeling sick. I assumed that's what the visit was for, though somehow I didn't even consider the possibility of you being with child. I suppose it's been a while."
"I didn't mean to worry you." You spoke softly, unfolding your arms and risking a glance at him. He nods faintly, accepting your silent apology. He had yet to react to the news, so you were still a bit apprehensive.
"What are we gonna do?" you finally ask.
"How do you mean?" He raises an eyebrow.
"Well, this isn't exactly something we planned on." you shrugged.
"While it is quite the surprise, I must say it's not uncalled for, my dear." He gives you a knowing glance, which you can't help but give a small smile back to. Perhaps the two of you would have been more cautious if it was such an unwanted thing. Somehow, this was the first time you had thought of this, and while it did slightly ease your nerves, you still wanted to know what he thought of all of this and what you were going to do about it.
He says your name seriously. "Do you want this baby?"
In all the time you had spent worrying about what Atticus and the children would think, you hadn't even stopped to consider how you truly felt about the situation. It didn't take you long, however. The thought of a mini version of the two of you running around with their older siblings had already convinced you.
"I do."
"Then it's settled." He smiles, and so do you. He brings you in for a kiss, and you feel the weight of your secret roll off your shoulders. When he pulls away, you can finally see his excitement get the better of him. "Do you know how far along you are?"
"The doctor said about two months, but he can't be sure until I'm a little further along. I have an appointment for next month." It feels good to tell him these things. Somehow, you can't believe you were so worked up before, especially now that he hasn't stopped smiling.
It had been about six months since you had found out about your being with child. Things had gone on as usual for the first few months after the morning sickness subsided– relatively speaking. About a week after you told Atticus, the two of you took the children into town after supper and got them ice cream, trying to lessen the blow. Scout was excited right away, but it took a bit for Jem to come around, and you couldn't blame him. He was never cold to you; Atticus respected you, therefore, he did as well. Besides that, there was no denying all the support you had given him the last few years. He just seemed nervous, you all were, but you could tell there was something specific bothering him.
It was not unusual for the children to talk about their mother, and it never bothered you; most often, you encouraged it. Even before Scout confessed on his behalf, you had an inkling that his timidness about the new baby had something to do with his mother. You empathized with him; not only was their father having another child, but Jem was also more than a decade older than this baby. You knew it wouldn't be easy, but you didn't want to ever make him feel unwanted. You had spoken to Atticus about this one night after Jem was particularly quiet during dinner; Scout, on the other hand, took the whole meal talking about how she was going to show the new baby all her favorite things.
"I think you might need to talk with Jem." You spoke up from your vanity as you brushed your hair. It was late; the children had gone to bed already, and you and your husband were settling in for the night. Atticus was undressing on the other side of the room, but you could see him behind you in the mirror. He hummed as he continued to put away his clothes.
"I think it has to do with his mother." You said much more quietly this time.
"Jem is like I am, is all. He needs time to sit with this new information and settle into how he feels about it." He spoke matter-of-factly. "He'll come around. He just needs time." He says with a little more tenderness as he comes up behind you and rests his hands on your shoulders. Atticus knew his kids better than you did, so you were not one to argue with him about how he dealt with these kinds of situations. He could still see the concern and apprehension on your face as you continued brushing the same spot you had been for the last five minutes. So, as he swoops down to plant a dry kiss on your temple he says softly that he'll talk with him.
After supper one night, Scout had been told to wash up for bed early, and the three of you sat in the living room. You sat silently, listening to Jem and his father talk. You could tell he felt a little lighter after a progressive conversation about how he regarded the situation. You had remained silent for the most part but assured him this baby would never replace him, Scout, or the place that his late mother still had in the house. You also made sure he knew that if he had any questions or concerns, all he had to do was ask.
Now, here you were at eight months, feeling like you were about to pop. Everything was a struggle now. It was hard to get comfortable, and being so pregnant in the summertime in the south was no easy feat. You had become practically incapacitated and cried to Atticus one Sunday morning before church that this would be your first and only pregnancy after not a single pair of shoes fit your swollen feet. He tried his best not to find humor in your drama and told you to stay home that morning and that he would return later with a proper pair of footwear for you. What would you do without that man? Most days, he helped you dress and prepare the nursery. You felt spoiled knowing how hard he worked in addition to coming home to work some more on the room or assisting you with tasks you could no longer complete alone. He never once complained; every time you asked him about it, he would simply smile, give you a quick kiss, and assure you that he was happy to help. The man was a godsend.
It seemed that the last month or two of the pregnancy dragged on. This baby never wanted to come out, you thought to yourself when you woke up one morning. Atticus was already in his office, gathering his things for work that day. It was summer, the kids had no school, and you could hear Scout outside talking across the street to Miss Maudie. She was still staying with Stephanie Crawford. When asked if she was ever going to find a new home or place to stay, Maudie would simply roll her eyes and say it was better for her and Stephanie that she stick around. Though she never explicitly said, it was apparent that the two ladies didn't want to be alone. While Stephanie Crawford was not your first choice for help if you went into labor and Atticus was not home, it did bring some comfort that there were so many women close by to you during this time.
You had gotten ready for the day and dressed as best you could before heading to the kitchen for some breakfast. Atticus and Jem sat at the table reading the paper; Scout had just returned from outside and was fixing herself a plate. You greeted them all with a good morning as well as Cal and thanked her for the scrumptious-smelling breakfast she had prepared. While Atticus was definitely a godsend in all of this, Calpurnia felt like God herself. She had been with you every step of the way when your husband could not be. Any strange symptom, she would reassure you; any craving– she would whip something up right away. She knew all the tips and tricks for getting on dresses with too many buttons or sleeping comfortably. There was nothing she couldn't do, and you swore this pregnancy would have been the end of you if she wasn't there.
After finishing the section he was reading in the paper, Atticus rose from his seat and came over to you, offering to get your breakfast together so you could sit down. You thanked him with a small peck and heard Scout whisper to Jem that all you two do is kiss. He quickly told her to hush and returned to his paper (not because he disagreed, he just wanted to read the paper in peace). You couldn't help but chuckle as you walked over to sit beside her. She asked you how you were feeling as Atticus set down the plate before you and returned to his seat.
"Scout, I swear this baby oughta to get here soon or I'm done for." You responded, circling a hand over your full-term belly. The look on her face makes you remember the girl had never really been around many pregnancies before, and so quickly you add, "I'm like an overfilled balloon!" so as to not alarm her so much. It seems to work as she giggles slightly and takes another bite of her food, and you do as well. Something you did not tell her about, though, was the cramping feelings you were getting this morning. You had false contractions before (the last two months, to your misery) and so you didn't really think anything of it. Boy, were you in for a surprise.
As Scout finishes her breakfast and Jem with the paper, they declare they will be at Barker's Eddy to meet some friends and cool off on this hot summer day. When Atticus asks how they will be getting there and if they need a ride, they inform him that one of the boys on Jem's football team had gotten their license and would be picking them up. He tells them to be careful, and they run to their rooms to get their things. As they do, you feel another contraction coming on and brace yourself for the pain. After it subsides, Atticus asks if you're okay, to which you grumble and wave him off. He chuckles and goes back to reading the paper. Those boys and their goddamn paper, you think to yourself. The two of you make light conversation as you finish up your breakfast. You stand to take the plates from the table when you feel, yet again, another contraction. These were starting to become regular, every 20 minutes or so. It's just as you come to this realization that you feel a trickle down your leg. Your water had broken.
"Atticus…" you call to him in a shaky breath. "I think my water just broke."
He's out of the chair and next to you before you can even blink, coaxing you to sit down and hurriedly saying he's going to call the doctor. It all felt like it was happening so fast.
You had waited, obsessed, and waited some more for this day to come, and it was finally here. The times when you and your husband stayed up too late talking about what the baby would look like or fixing up the nursery were finally over, and the day was here. You thought the baby would be a boy with his father's disposition, similar to Jem. Atticus disagreed and assured you it would be a little girl with dark hair like Scout. You'd be finding out soon.
Your daughter was born July 26th at one in the morning. She was 6.13 pounds, 20 inches long, and perfect. So absolutely perfect. Atticus had been by your side every step of the way until the delivery (not by choice; the doctor recommended it, and truth be told, you were a little glad he didn't have to see you in that state). He was back in the room to meet your daughter as soon as possible; you'd never seen him look so giddy. He comes and sits next to you on the bed, the entire time admiring the little girl bundled in your arms. He cradles her little head in his hand as you offer her to him, the tight-lipped smile he had never leaving his face.
You place your daughter in his arms, she stirs and coos slightly as you do. Once the two of them are settled in, he wraps an arm around you and kisses you on the forehead.
"I'm so proud of you." He says quietly so as to not disturb the baby. You take his hand resting on your shoulder and lean further into him, both of you never once taking your eyes away from the little girl.
"I couldn't have done it without you."
The two of you sit there in peace for a short while, taking in the moment as much as you can. Soon, he hands the baby back to you and declares that it's time for Scout and Jem to come meet her. He promised to keep their visit relatively short as you were hardly hanging on to consciousness at this point.
The children had gone to bed a few hours ago as it was late, and it was hard to tell how soon it would be before the baby came. They had gotten quite the shock when they came home from swimming to hear your cries and screams from the bedroom. They had wanted to see you and make sure you were okay but instead had been told to busy themselves helping Calpurnia and getting things ready for the next few days as your time would be taken up with all things baby. Atticus made sure to inform you that they were quite concerned for you and very anxious about meeting their younger sibling.
At first, they enter the room groggy, but as soon as Scout sees you, she books it for the bed. Atticus tells her to calm herself and not to spook the baby. He walks with Jem over to the bed, his hand resting on his son's shoulder. Jem and Scout admire the child momentarily before they start asking about her. You tell them it's a baby girl and how much she weighs, how she doesn't have a name quite yet, and yes, they can hold her. You scoot over on the bed and make room for Scout, tiredly instructing her on how to position her arms. Atticus had moved to be by her side at this point, it was the first time she had ever held a baby.
"Hey there, little one." She coos to the baby, running her index finger over the infant's soft cheek. "Nice to finally meet you. You got hair like mine!" she says sincerely before turning to you and exclaiming in a whisper: I knew it would be a girl! You chuckle at that, and her father does as well. Atticus was right, go figure.
"You're a big sister now, Miss Jean Louise." You spoke as you softly stroked her hair.
She held the baby for a few more minutes before passing her over to Jem.
His reaction was much more subtle than Scout's, but the little smile that remained on his face and the look in his eye was enough validation for you. He wouldn't stop staring at her; you couldn't blame him.
Much to your dismay, you were starting to drift off to sleep. It had been a very long day, and your body was exhausted. Atticus noticed this and made his way to take the baby from Jem. As he did, you regained consciousness long enough to see the boy place a very gentle kiss on her head. You couldn't help but lazily smile at the interaction.
The children bid you goodnight and return to their rooms, already giggling and chatting about their new sibling.
You motion for Atticus to give you the baby after he closes the door behind them, but he shakes his head instead.
"I'll take care of her for now, sweet. We'll be alright." He let out a small sigh and gave the little girl a tight-lipped smile; you could tell he was also tired. "Rest, you need it."
You were too tired to argue. "Let me give her a kiss goodnight." He obliges and leans down so you can gently kiss her head.
"And one for you too."
You guide him down to you by his tie and press your lips to his. It was a long road to get here, but you made it, elated to have your little family. The moment ends shorter than you would have liked but you tell him thank you, and with that, you allow yourself to drift into slumber.
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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
I don’t think Atticus is super affectionate when you first start dating. As the relationship continues, it gets a bit more affectionate, but not by much. Little kisses, hugs, and hugs but nothing crazy. He's not a fan of PDA, so he relegates long kisses and cuddling to the bedroom or in private.
B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
Atticus is a great friend. You guys would most likely live near each other since Maycomb is a close-knit town, considering everyone knows everyone for the most part besides people who live farther out. As a friend, he would always have your back and if you asked for a favor, he would gladly agree. I feel like he’s a little playful around you when you guys are friends since he gets to let go of his stern persona and be more of himself. He is a bit of a tease but only lightheartedly.
C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
Atticus doesn't cuddle unless they are in private; he's just not a fan of PDA, as I mentioned earlier. You guys usually cuddle when you go to sleep together or if he is reading a book in bed. You usually have your head on his chest, and he has one arm wrapped around you.
D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
Interested in settling down considering Atticus is 49-50 and has two kids, so I doubt he would date if he didn’t think of it being serious. He isn't very good at. Cooking especially, that is why he hired Calpurnia. He’s not too bad at other things, he’s good with Jem and Scout and good at laundry.
E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
Atticus would feel so bad. He would wait until the last possible moment. When the moment comes, he will take you out somewhere and then tell you. He plans out what he's going to say before he does. He’s very polite and apologetic but well-worded. Furthermore, he doesn't go on about it, he tries to be brief. If you beg him back, he will stay firm in his decision, he's not easily swayed on that front. If he thought it was a good idea for you two to be together, we would have stayed. He tends to think things out, so he would have done that first if he thought there was any way to make things work.
F = Fiancé(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quickly would they want to get married?)
Commitment is a big deal for Atticus. He would wait a while before he committed, he would want to get to know you and make sure Jem and Scout like you. It would probably take 6–9 months from getting feelings for him to be ready to date you. He is getting up there in age, so he would probably marry you a little faster than he would like to. A little less than a year. I feel like if he didn’t feel the pressures of his age getting to him, he would probably wait a year and a half.
G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
Atticus is very gentle. He’s normally very calm and soft-spoken around you, at least when talking with you. He’s a little fragile since he’s older, so physically he’s also very gentle, both for you and because he doesn’t want to wear himself out.
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
Atticus likes hugs and doesn't mind them. He doesn't do it often, but if you offer him a hug he definitely won’t resist. His hugs are very soft and warm. He doesn't hold you super tight, just in a slightly firm grip. When he hugs you, he tends to put one of his hands on the back of your head.
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
It takes a long time for Atticus to get comfortable with the idea of dating you, so it is going to take him a long time to say I love you. He doesn't want to come off too strong, and he doesn't want to rush into anything. It takes him a while, probably 4 or 5 months of being together. He just wants to wait for the perfect moment.
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)
Atticus doesn't come off as a jealous person, and he isn't. It's not like he's never been jealous, but he usually doesn't act on it, at least he tries not to. If someone is getting handsy or flirty with you, he will step in. He will go up to the person and respectfully but firmly tell them to back off. Usually, that's enough to get someone to stop, but if it keeps going on he will get a little more irritated.
K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
Again, Atticus is not super affectionate, but he doesn't mind kissing you every once in a while when out and about and such. Small kisses on the lips and forehead are just about his speed, kissing-wise. He’s okay with you kissing him anywhere as long as you don’t get too passionate in public.
L = Little ones (How are they around children?)
Atticus has kids and he is great with them. Things have been hard since his wife died, but it was so long ago he's now gotten into a routine. He 100% won’t be with you if you aren't good with Jem and Scout, or they don’t like you. His kids are his priority always.
M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
Mostly peaceful it depends on the day. If it's in the summer the kids are out of school and they quickly eat breakfast and head off to spend time with Dill. so in the summers if Atticus doesn't have work that day you guys sleep in at least till the kids leave and have a relaxing morning. If Atticus is lucky, Jem and Scout are not rushing out of the door so they can have a family breakfast. During the school year, it's a bit different, a little more chaotic but after Scout and Jem leave for school it's peaceful for the most part.
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
After Atticus gets back from work you all have dinner. Then Atticus puts Jem and Scout to bed. You and Atticus get in bed and he reads for a bit, or you guys talk until you want to get to sleep. He's not a fan of staying up late.
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
Atticus is pretty upfront with you when you guys first start getting serious. He didn't want to surprise you or think he was hiding something so he laid it all on the table. He doesn’t have a whole lot of things to hide but it's mostly things about his deceased wife and his family. With his emotions though he takes a lot longer to feel comfortable being vulnerable.
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
Atticus is a very patient man. He can get frustrated but he seldom raises his voice. He hates doing it. When he gets frustrated most of the time he just gets stern, he doesn't raise his voice super often.
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or forget everything?)
Atticus remembers the important things. Places you like, foods you like, etc, but for instance if you say you like this random girl's coat he wouldn’t remember that.
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
The small things. Atticus is not big on big grand shows of affection so he loves all the small things. Late-night talks, small touches, etc.
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
Atticus would pretty much do anything for you if need be, but in the town of Maycomb, there is not much he would have to protect you from. If anything were going on with him that would put you in any danger he would try to get you as non-involed as possible.
T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
Atticus 100% would put lots of effort into dates and stuff like that, but as I said earlier he's not a grand gesture sorta guy. He's dates would be very low-key. Dinners at a local diner or walks in the park. I feel like he would not get you a gift for your guy's anniversary every year probably only big important ones, like 1 Year, 10 years, etc. If you need help with everyday tasks he would do his best but he’s a busy man and does not always have the time, but he tries.
U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)
Atticus is not good with being open with you about his feelings as I said earlier. I feel like he thinks if he is open and vulnerable with you you would like him less, since he has this persona of being this strong father and care-giver type people tend to lean on him not the other way around.
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
Atticus is not completely unconcerned with his looks but I don’t think he is vain or anything. He wants to make sure he always looks presentable even more so while he is at work, but around you and at home he is slightly less concerned with looking well-groomed and professional.
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
Atticus is quite familiar with losing loved ones since his wife is dead. I think he would certainly be very upset without you, but I think he would just pick himself back up and keep going since he's not unfamiliar with loss.
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
Loves taking walks with you. Atticus loves walking in general but even more with you. His preferred time of day for walks is in the afternoon or early morning. He just loves being able to spend that extra time with you.
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)
Atticus won't be with someone who doesn't like kids. Jem and Scout are very important to him, so if you didn’t care for them he would not see any sort of future with you. Or the other way around Jem and Scout don’t like you. If they don’t like you consider it done since he cares about his kids liking his partner.
Z = Zzz (What are their sleep habits?)
Quiet and still sleeper. Atticus sometimes snores but otherwise, you could mistake him for a corpse. He does have trouble sleeping if he can’t read or relax before bed. He is a light sleeper though, he's learned to be so he can wake up if Scout or Jem calls him.
Bakugo somehow gets even more touchy when you’re pregnant with his baby.
Honestly, you didn't think that was even possible, he's already so touchy with you, but it apparently is.
His inability to keep his hands off of you increases the longer you're pregnant. It's honestly almost impressive.
The second he gets home after a long day of work, even though his work is so so exhausting, he feels rejuvenated when he sees you, so cute, beaming up at him sweetly, round with his baby. It really makes him want to just touch you.
When you're cuddling on the couch, he has both his arms around you, and without fail he'll pull you into his lap, even if you worry about being too heavy right now to sit in his lap. He finds it hilarious that you think you could ever be too heavy to sit in his lap.
While you're pregnant, he will not let you cook, but if he gets home and you are cooking, he'll wrap his arms around you from behind, doing that thing he saw on the Internet a few times, placing his arms under your belly and lifting up a little to hold the weight of your bump and relieve some pain. He finds the sigh you let out absolutely adorable.
He'll do that for you literally whenever he can, no matter how tired he is, or how sore his muscles are from work. His discomfort is way less important to him than yours all the time, but especially while you're pregnant with his baby.
She isn't really a self-insert because I am not anybody's girlfriend but she is an OC and one of the "survivors" of Danganronpa 52. Tsumugi and Rantaro "sacrificed" themselves for hope and the other survivor? A familiar face perhaps...
Here is a self-insert OC for Danganronpa. It is hard to make them when the games are fixed with 16 students so I went with the route of making a future foundation memeber.
Ayame Kokugo, Ultimate Linguist and distant daughter of Koichi Kizakura.
She is the head of the Future Foundation's 13th Division. She was in the 75th class with Miaya Gekkogahara, graduating a year before the tragedy. Like her father she acts pretty chill and likes a good stiff drink. Her parents relationship was toxic but when they split up Ayame felt abandoned by Koichi. Imagine being in a killing game with your dad that's kinda fucked up.
The first picture is Becky "Beck" Lynn is the lady of the lake. The neighborhood has a lake where a motherly, wise figure lives. Her puppet was bigger than all of the others (think of her scale like Ponyo's mom) and used many handlers so she was not in many episodes in person. Her hair is supposed to look like flowing water, her eyes are described as "fish-like" and she wears a long summer dress allegedly but you never see the bottom of it since she never leaves the lake. (Picrew)
The second picture is Morgan Lynn, the child of Beck. They mention not living in the lake but it is unsure where exactly in the neighborhood they live. They can be seen all around town running errands for Poppy, Working in Howdy’s grocery store, helping Frank in his garden, doing technical stage work for Sally, and playing with Julie. Morgan is the only puppet explicitly called a child, so woohoo child labor! Their color is closer to pond scum and their hair resembles seaweed. They wear a turtleneck dress with net leggings and rain boots. In the context of this being an old show they probably referred to them with She/Her pronouns. (Picrew)
I am late to this party and was also convinced Wally was a lesbian woman... whoops.
I’m absolutely crazy about name meanings, and since I have a kanji dictionnary and some time on my hands, I thought I’d make this post for people who, like me, are interested in knowing what kanjis are used to write the names of our favourite characters - since Oren’s translation only gave us a few of them - but unlike me either don’t have the time or can’t be assed to look them up because let’s face it, we could all be spending our time in more constructive ways.
Before we continue, let me say that I only have a basic knowledge of Japanese as a language. I’m just a girl with a dictionnary and some basic notions of moonspeak, so if you’re actually a native speaker or simply notice any mistakes, feel free to point them out and I’ll correct it!
Names for the DR1 cast members under the cut! For kanjis that have more than two/three meanings, I’m going with my favourites/the ones I think suit the character best.
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