#foster child

[neenpu]

I don't know how i feel about this art

Something off, but I'm too lazy to fix anything

Dada Micah 😋

[fosterwhat]

It’s likely that Baby Henry’s mom is going to have another baby soon and I don’t quite know how to process that information.

Part of me feels distant from Baby Henry. I care about him a lot, I don’t want anything bad to happen to him, I know I am committed to him staying here however long he needs. But there’s more of a distance than with my other kids.

Maybe it’s because there is so much uncertainty and I’m much more hardened by foster care now. So the desperation and relief of the early years of fostering have been replaced by resignation? Maybe that’s maturity or maybe it’s disillusionment.

Baby Henry has already reunified once, which failed badly. He’s been in my home for 18 months this time, but he could still reunify. If a safe reunification was possible, I truly think I’d be okay with that. I’d be sad, but not devastated. That makes me wonder…

But parents do love their kids differently. I know people like to say they love all their kids equally, but research has repeatedly shown that’s not actually true. You can love all your kids, but you can’t love them all identically, simply by virtue of the fact that they’re not the same person.

I’m not sure where I’m going with this, maybe the fact that a newborn is likely joining this drama makes the reality of forever more likely? But I also believe nothing.

And, my god, what happens if that baby is removed? What happens if she stays?

I don’t want to go through a painful TPR or fight over Baby Henry. I’d love to jump ahead to the end. I can deal with whatever that end may be, whether it’s adoption or reunification, I’m just tired of the sit and wait.

[svuobsessed]

Olivia Benson X Foster Child Reader

Summary: Olivia is your foster mother. She took you in two months ago after her and her team found you, Even with her busy work schedule, she always makes time for you.

Decided to try a different Point of view

Second person pov...

After a long day of work, Olivia finally gets home. She smiles once she see's you on the couch as she locks the door behind her

"You're still awake?"

You were watching TV as you couldn't sleep, you were waiting for liv to get home from work. Hearing ger voice You jump then poke you head up over the top of the couch a smile on your fsce.

"Liv! You home"

She smiles back at you, setting her bag down by the door before taking her suit jacket off

"Yeah, I'm home. What are you still doing up? It's past midnight you should be asleep"

You shrug watching her come out of Detective mode. "Couldn't sleep, so I'm watching a kids show" you explain smiling at her

She walks over to you, sitting down on the couch next to you as she smiled. She can't help but find you adorable every time she looks at you

"Kids channel? Well isn't someone feeling nostalgic tonight?"

Ypu shrug and look at her seeing how tired she looked. "You okay?" You ask her

She let out a soft sigh as she leaned back against the couch, resting her head against it and closing her eyes

"Just a really long day at work. Case has been really exhausting"

You nod slowly watching her then going back to the TV. "Elliot being an Ass as well because the case got to him?" You ask

She can't help but let out a soft chuckle at mention of Elliot, still having her eyes closed as she spoke

"When is he not an ass?"

You laugh at that loudly and happy. "True"

A faint smile forms on her face as she heard you laughing. She finally opens her eyes as she turns her head to look at you

"He's a pain in my ass but he's a good cop"

You nod "aren't all the good ones" you tell her watching the show again laughing at some of the scenes.

She laughs softly as she nod at that. She shifts her position on the couch so she's facing you. She finds your laugh adorable, and she can't help but notice how much happier you've been since she'd got custody of you

"I guess I can't argue with that"

You grin watching her tired and tense shoulders. You nod over to the kichen. "Want a drink?" You ask

She lets out a deep breath as she looks at the kitchen, and then back at you. She nods slightly, a small smile tugging on the corner of her lips

"I wouldn't mind one. But what are you going to have? You're not old enough to drink"

You shrug "I'll have Juice" you grin

She gives you a faint smirk as she gently ruffles your hair. She slowly got up from the couch and started to walk into the kitchen

"Okay, but it better be something that isn't too sugary"

You nod rolling your eyes "Yes Liv" you then stand up from the couch in your pjamas and follow her over to kichen hopping up onto the counter to watch her get the drinks.

She chuckled as she entered the kitchen and saw your hop up onto the countertop, knowing that she's told you not to sit on it before. But she decided not to comment on it, since she was too tired

"You're going to fall off doing that one day, you know"

She said as she went to grab a glass and started filling it with juice. You look at her grinning "when I do that I'll blame you for pushing me" you joke looking at her watching how she hid how sluggish she was.

She rolls her eyes and gave you an amused smirk as she shut the fridge door and filled the glass more

"Oh of course. It's all my fault, right? Can't blame the fact you just don't know how to sit properly"

You pout and take a sit from the cup. "I can sit properly, I just choose not you" with that you playfully twist away from Liv.

She raised a brow playfully at you, watching you twist yourself away from her, and she knew the perfect away to get you to face her again

"Oh really? So this doesn't work?"

Without warning, she started to jokingly tickle your side, You wiggle away from her finger. Giggling smacking her hand away. Through giggles you talk. "No doesn't work" you giggle

Ypu wiggle away from her finger. Giggling smacking her hand away. Through giggles you talk. "No doesn't work" you giggle

She chuckled as she kept up her attack, going from your side to your stomach and then back up to your ribs again, all while she continued to talk

"You sure about that? Because you seem pretty ticklish to me"

You move away from her again giggling loudly "no" She kept her smile as she got closer to you again, this time putting an arm at each side of you so you're now trapped between the counter and her body

"Don't even try lying to me. You're incredibly ticklish"

You pout at her and reach for her sides a devilish grin on your lips. She didn't even have time to react, since all of a sudden your hands were at her sides. Her eyes widen for a moment before a playful glare forms on her face as she realized what you were trying to do.

"Now you listen here... you are not putting those fingers anywhere near me"

She tried her hardest to sound serious, but the smirk on her face betrayed her, You grin at your foster mom and began jabbing at her sides laughing at the result.

A squeak of surprise left her mouth as she felt your fingers in her sides and it took everything in her not to lose her balance. She started to laugh almost hysterically, as she grabbed your wrists and tried to pry your hands off her

"Okay, Okay! I admit it! I'm ticklish! Now stop it!"

You keep tickling her trying to over power her swinging your leg giggling at seeing her laugh and not a stressed out.

Her laughing only got louder as she felt your fingers still going at her sides. Her stomach began to hurt from the force of her laughter.

but it didn't make her any less determined to get your hands off her. But you had a serious advantage thanks to your younger age

"Oh my- Stop it! This isn't fair! You're not supposed to be this good at this!"

"Give up" you ask laughing watching her face

She continues laughing as she continues to try and pry your hands from her sides, but it was clear that she was weakening

"You- You little-"

She tried to speak, but her laughs interrupted her. She finally gave up and caved in, stopping her efforts to remove herself

"Okay- Okay! I give up! You win!"

You stop tickling her at that. "The great Olivia Benson beaten by a kid" you say grinning like the cheshire cat as you drink the rest of your juice.

She was panting while trying to get her breathing back to normal, looking at you with a fake annoyed expression on her face

"Yes, yes, the great Olivia Benson got beaten at the hands of a 13 year old. Congratulations" she said, her tone was sarcastic but playful

You look at her over the top of your cup. "At least you don't deny it" you puff out your chest giggling.

You love to be able to mess around with your Foster Mum, you two always have fun when she js home from her latest case.

The end.

Hope you liked this oneshot just an idea I had and one for fluff and comfort. Sorry for any grammar and Spelling mistakes.

Requests are still open!

Word count: 1360

[ibukimiodafanofespio]

Idk if this counts as venting or not but who cares??

I FUCKING HATE WHEN THEY BRING UP FOSTER CARE IN FUCKING POLITICAL OR WHATEVER RANTS TO MAKE ONE SIDE LOOKS BAD.

NO I DONT WANT TO BE A EXAMPLE FOR A REASON TO ABORT A CHILD.

NO I DONT WONT ANYTHING TO DO WITH POLTICAL SHIT. BUT NO THEY HAVVVVEE TOO.

CAN THEY JUST LEAVE THE FOSTER KIDS OUT OF HATEFUL SHIT PLEASSSSSSSSSEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[vent-zilla]

back in high school when I was 16 (8yrs ago) I attempted to trust my ex mother. I had known better but I was struggling mentally to the point I failed math. Earlier that year I experienced what can only be described as a hate crime (because that’s what it was). That unfortunately brought back repressed memories that I was not able to cope with healthy and brought on a deep depression. Which meant a class I was already ass at was infinitely harder… oops. And so when she confronted me yelling and screaming in my face about why I failed I broke down.

I cried as I told her that as a child in foster care I was SAd by an older foster child (unfortunately for me that was not the only time it had happened but my brain remembers them very slowly). She looked me in the eyes and said I was lying because I would have remembered, basically laughing when I said I repressed it. She inadvertently confirmed that every time I was told that I would never be believed was true.

[grapecola]

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[glitteryfoxsoul]

ma'am I know, you don't know me from Adam, but those handprints on the front step are mine

[queer-as-in-unusual]

Did you age out of the foster care system? What support do you wish you had?

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