All out of order- I saw a pose that I had to try for stickbug-with-a-belly. His spaceship blacks don’t fit anymore!! He’s grouchy and broody! And he doesn’t care for this whole being-kicked-with-legs thing- it’s uncivilized! How humans manage without their babies being safely contained in nice, quiet eggs, he doesn’t know.
@unmarked-credits This was a serious question that I felt would be answered better with pictures.
This ended up being a very cute interaction and I may end up adding this to my fanfic. lol. I think he would humor the kid. He's an excellent liar, storyteller, and can pretend to be a Jedi, so this is a piece of cake. I don't think he'd hold anything against the kid, but he would be angry with the parents and hold them responsible for any nuisance caused by their child. XD They should be thankful he's not being paid to kidnap their kid atm, honestly.
ALSO. The reasoning behind my answer is purely because of @bluedaddysgirl 's Dad Bane AU, specifically "I'll Make it Worth Your While" on AO3. Seriously, go read it. It's a cotton candy fluff fic that I adore, because it is told in a true-to-character fashion... somehow. I honestly don't know how BlueDaddysGirl did it.
Hellos! Going thru Dad Bane fic and started to wonder how did Bane react to pregnancy news? Oksana gave the impression that he would choose the dead beat path as he wasnt to be tied down…but here we are four kids after and Irno on his side…
So I already wrote about the first time here and the other time here, so have the second baby!
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23:55
<<🏆 Trophy Husband 🏆>>
BE LANDING SOON. HOME BY 2 IF YOU WANT TO WAIT UP.
23:57
<<pays taxes like a chump>>
[[reality_theBachelorCoruscant_Lilo_HappyDance.hgif]]
yay <3
i'm bushed but i'll make a bowl for you
risotto with mushrooms and nerf sausage
just pop it in the oven for a minute
23:59
<<🏆 Trophy Husband 🏆>>
LOVE THAT SHIT
THANKS
00:08
<<pays taxes like a chump>>
actually i'll wait up. i need to talk to you about something
00:10
<<🏆 Trophy Husband 🏆>>
THIS BETTER NOT BE THE DIVORCE TALK
I WANT THE CAT
00:12
<<pays taxes like a chump>>
oh maker no. just have news
>:(
you can have vincenzo when you pry him from my cold dead freshly manicured fingers
00:13
<<🏆 Trophy Husband 🏆>>
🔫🔫🔫
LIKE FUN TABLOID NEWS OR FAMILY NEWS
00:14
<<pays taxes like a chump>>
family news
kinda
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Bane can't help but stare at you. "Yer serious."
You nod, mouth set in a line. "I got the blood test this morning," you say. "Roaring positive."
His stomach churns. His head feels fuzzy. His knees lock up and, fortunately, you give him a light shove onto the couch so he doesn't just stand there gawping like an idiot.
He sinks into the cushion, willing it to absorb him. He can't deal with this right now. And yet, based on the cross of your arms and the purse of your lips, he has to.
"So what're ya gonna do?" he mumbles.
You flop next to him. "I don't know," you say. “I wanted to talk to you first.” You give a dry smile. “It’s as much your fault as it is mine.”
Were he a softer man, the conflict on your face would be heartbreaking. He knows what's going through your mind -- you love kids. You love your kid. You love his kid. You'd love nothing more than to have another one running around.
And yet, you're not a fool. You're a criminal married to a crook. Another baby is another liability, another weak link in the chain. Not to mention the havoc it'd wreak on your body.
He's no fool either. The first time was hard enough. He doesn't know if he could handle another mouth to feed. Another diaper to change. Another heart running around outside his body. Another living, breathing creature to constantly worry about--
"Daddy?"
He glances up. A tiny shadow peeks around the corner, red eyes glowing. Speak of the Devil and she’ll appear, her blanket draped around her head and shoulders like a Jedi's robe.
He can't help but smile. He sits up from his slouch and leans forward. "Evenin', li'l miss," he says with a tip of his hat. "It's past yer bedtime."
"Heard talkin'." She yawns, her little needle teeth glinting in the light. She rubs her eyes with the heel of her palm. "Wanted to say hi."
He pats his knee. "Come say it, den."
She lets out a happy trill and toddles over, bare feet slapping against the tile. She hauls herself up into his lap and nestles right against his belly.
He lays a hand on her head, stroking his fingertips along her brow ridges. The purrs start immediately, sounding exactly like when Todo's rotor spins out.
You shift closer to him and lay your head on his shoulder. You've got that expression on his face that he still can't put words to. Serene? Motherly? Exhausted? He has no idea. But whenever she purrs, that's the look you get.
A few moments pass. Maybe more than a few. Long enough that the Little Lady falls back asleep and nearly pitches forward off of the sofa.
You swoop in like a mynock before she hits the ground, catching her with your nimble hands. The sudden jolt scares her, but your tone is gently jovial. "Silly girl," you chide as you stand. "Back to bed before you bump your head."
She keeps her eyes fixed on him as her lips curl into a sneer. "No."
Bane can't help but chuckle. She looks as ferocious as a loth-kitten. "Gotta get yer rest, girl."
Her sneer fades into a frown. "But... But you've been gone so long. I wanna sit with you."
Ow. Right in the heart. He knew she'd be a crack shot, but not like this.
"Daddy will still be here in the morning. Right?" You give him a pointed look, and he nods. "Let's get you tucked in."
The girl hesitates. Her eyes fall on Bane, and she reaches out her arm. "...Can Daddy tuck me in too?"
A golden warmth swells his chest. Plucking his hat from his head, he places it on the caf table as he stands. "'Course he can."
She chirrups happily and settles into your arms, her eyes drifting closed. You smile at her, then at him. "Talk after?" He nods, and you head for the stairs.
Another pair of feet pitter-pattering around. Another set of tiny clothes. Another little baby in his arms, small and sweet and chirping as it stares at its daddy. Not caring who he is or what he does.
His gut stops churning as he follows you up the stairs.
He still likes the name Winrel.
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I saw your cad becomes a dad fic. any headcanons for how cad would feel/ treat his lady during this time?
Awww!
Warnings: None. Headcanons for: "Dad Bane."
OK, here's my take:
Knowing that he was about to be father, Cad Bane would secretly be a nervous wreck. He doesn’t know anything about children, despite having kidnapped some. It was never in his plan to be a dad – he doesn’t think he’s cut out for it, though he doesn’t want to be a deadbeat, either.
He would work hard to earn credits; take on extra bounties if need be – he might not be around so much, but it’s for good reason.
He’s never been too keen on showing his emotions; talking about his thoughts or feelings beyond the surface level. If you were to ask him how he felt, he might lock up, or retreat internally. "Don' know yet! Quit askin'!"
Cad is not one to necessarily have anxiety, so this is something new to him. He’s used to being put into dangerous and deadly situations, but this is unknown territory.
It’s not that he doesn’t want it; he’s caught between being satisfied with himself and thinking the idea of his bloodline being continued into the next generation is a horrible idea. He didn’t exactly have a great childhood, so to speak, and he never asked to be born.
In fact, if you question him too much he might explode one day out of the blue and tell you to stop nagging him. It’s not that he’s mad at you – he just feels sooo overwhelmed.
If you have morning sickness when he’s around he might chew his toothpick nervously, a frown seated upon his face. He doesn’t understand it, he doesn’t know how to comfort you, and he might feel the need to leave the house.
During the later stages, when it’s obvious it’s harder for you to do tasks on your own, he sucks it up and tries to do little things for you here and there. Maybe he’ll pick items up for you at the market or do odd jobs around the house.
Cad is most likely somewhat terrified by the changes your body goes through – Duros females lay eggs. He’s never seen anything quite like it. He’s not turned off by it, nor is he disgusted, he’s just … frightened he’s done something terrible to you. It’s even worse if you express discomfort or tell him you’re feeling ill. “It’s all his fault” - he may even feel guilt of some kind.
Despite all this, when you’re happy he feels … better. Your mood very much dictates the mood he’s in. Maybe the baby kicks and you are excited and want to share that with him.
The first time he feels it he might jerk his hand away, eyes wide. He’s never been this close to a pregnant humanoid before and has no idea what it must be like. Though, when you reassure him it’s normal he may timidly come back and try again.
Once this happens, he’s addicted to it. He has finally come to realize “there is a life in there and I helped to create it.” You might wake up from a nap to catch him with his head resting on your belly. Maybe he fell asleep, too.
Perhaps he talks to it. “Sspry lil’ thin’. Quit doin’ flips in d’ere. Gonna give yer momma a sstomach ache.” It’s the cutest thing, but you won’t mention it, for it might make him feel self-conscious or that what he is doing is asinine. I can see him also never doing it again if you call him out on being “adorable” for it. He can’t have adjectives of that nature being associated with him in any context.
Oooh, but come hell or high water, he will be there to protect you from any danger. He is extra vigilant the last few months. So much so, maybe it becomes a nuisance, and you have to say “Cad, relax.” because he is so wound up over every little thing.
Suddenly, he can’t keep his hands off your bump. Maybe he’s more affectionate towards you. Maybe you catch him purring as he nips your neck on occasion. He’s gotta mark what’s his – that’s HIS woman, and HIS baby.
Labor scares the snot out of him. You’d be lucky if he stayed in the room. I can see him holding your hand, but dragging his hat over his eyes, and he may break at least three toothpicks in half if he bothers to replace them after he snaps the first. He thinks you’re dying. He’s shaking like a leaf by this point, though he’s trying to keep up his masculine façade in front of the doctors. At some point he breaks down and yells at them. “What’s takin’ so long?!? Why’s she screamin' like dat?! What’s wrong with ‘er?!”
You try your best to reassure him; he’s a big baby himself.
Afterward, he is in awe and amazed at the bundle in your arms. If Cad ever cries, this might be the only time you see it, and it’s only a tear or two. He’ll deny it if you say anything.
From now on, anyone, anything that threatens his little family will make him go FERAL WITH RAGE. Unless you have a death wish, you will keep your mouth shut and stay far, far away.
So I was reading the latest issue of The Joker and I got to the part where Bane finally gets to meet Vengeance (sorry for the bad photos)
And as you can see, they fight, or rather Vengeance tries to fight Bane and Bane wins. But he isn't really trying to hurt her, he's bringing her down to try and calm her. At one point he even tells her "First you will calm yourself enough to listen" and she's basically says "I don't want to!" And throws a tantrum, one that only Bane can calm down. But throughout this though he keeps calling her "Daughter" and never once calls her anything else. He's trying to calm her down in a way that only he and her will understand. Vengeance is technically a child, she's not very old and Bane knows this because he says that she has a child's understanding of strength and that it makes her week, he want's her to show that she is stronger then what the doctors programmed her to be and when she's down he says "Think Daughter, free your mind". Vengeance is LITERALLY a clone of Bane she thinks, talks and (tries) to act like him. Bane knows this and knows that like him, she didn't get a life or a childhood (granted she grew up in like a week) It is Canon that Bane has a soft spit for children and I think he sees her as one, he knows she can handle getting tossed around but he's not actually trying to harm her. (At least not yet) I really hope that in later issue Bane can help her and she can turn out like him, because she, like Bane, broke free of the ones who tried to control her, she just isn't free all the way yet. I really hope that the writers make it to where they have a father/daughter relationship, or at the very least become close. She doesn't have to call him dad (would love that though) but I don't think Bane will stop calling her Daughter anytime soon, he took in Scandal as an adopted daughter and he cared for her so I really hope he forms a bond with Vengeance like that because, as I said, he spoke to her trying to calm her down and kept calling her daughter, I think that shows that Bane wants her to take his advice and help and be a child of his, not just because she is by blood, but because she wants to.
I love Bane and I'm really loving Vengeance, the writers make her sound and act like Bane, but still giving her her own will and voice, she isn't a copy-paste with boobs and I like this.
Hello, sorry for the lack of updates! I've been busy with life and have also been working as an artist on the Book of Boba Fett big bang! Here's a little preview of what me and my partnered writer @bluedaddysgirl have done! Go check out her ao3 as well! She has been wonderful to work with, and her writing is just lovely!
Fett's palace was packed. Bounty hunters and Mandalorians in full armour rubbed shoulders with top crime syndicate representatives, their retinues and guards. Pykes, Crimson Dawn, Black Sun, Crymorah, guild assassins and hunters... It was a real who's who of ruining people's lives for a living. Only the Hutts were conspicuously absent.
Heads turned, sizing up the new arrivals. Cobb had expected a spell of shocked silence, but maybe this crowd was harder to wow, as they appeared to take their little group in stride. Some people even nodded or signed greetings to the Banes.
'Boba is busy just now,' Shand said, jerking her chin towards a cluster of fussily dressed people surrounding Fett, who wore his Mandalorian armour without the helmet. 'But if you wait—'
'Din!!' Meeyan exclaimed, darting away from Shand's side to throw herself at the man.
Din Djarin jerked in surprise as Meeyan bodied him and wrapped him in something closer to a choke hold than a hug.
'Meeyan? I didn't know you were coming,' he huffed, hands alighting awkwardly on the woman's shoulders like he wasn't sure if he should hug her back or drag her off him by the scruff of her neck.
'Huh. What's the little Dinshit doing here?' Bane asked.
Cobb opened his mouth to ask if he'd meant dipshit, and snapped it shut with a click of teeth when his brain caught up to the potential consequences.
'Oh, there you are,' Din said, visor tilting towards Cobb. 'I was starting to worry when I couldn't find you in town. Thought you got into trouble.'
Trouble had been the one to get him, but Cobb wasn't about to say that in earshot of either of the Banes.
'You know each other too, eh?' Cad Bane crooned, looking between them with squinty eyes. 'Small world on Tatooine.'
'Cad,' Din said with a nod, 'long time no see.'
'Yeah. Figure meeting you here of all places. You're pals with Shand and Boba too now? Climbed up in the world, didn't you?'