hyperactive child

anonymous asked:

Can you explain why you think Jake Peralta has ADHD?

I’m actually really glad you asked because oooh boy, let met tell you, Jake Peralta, in my humble opinion as a fellow sufferer, is currently the single most obvious but sadly non confirmed (yet… one can still hope) fictional character with (most likely) undiagnosed ADHD out there. His strengths as well as his flaws all point towards him having the disorder.


So let me start with the good things:

- He’s a quick thinker! He thinks in unconventional ways with his mind taking leaps and turns whenever it feels like it. Often allowing him to solve cases in creative ways. … It also makes for interesting conversations most of the time.

- Using his impulsivity in a good way! When he figures something out, he’s usually the first one to get up AND DO SOMETHING. 

- Excitability! Have you seen how his eyes lights up when he feels like he’s doing what he thinks is right? He becomes like a little hyperactive child again. Usually, adults with the disorder, aren’t as much outwardly hyperactive anymore as children are. Instead, this tends to turn into feelings of restlessness and gets internalized. But of course, in a show like this, it makes sense to show him like this.

- Hyperfocus! Die Hard, anyone?! That guy has had the same hyperfixation for years!!! And I bet, he frequently uses his hyperfocus capability to get things done, too. That is, if he’s interested enough, of course.

- His energetic personality! Brings some energy and passion into the work place, don’t you think? And also it’s how many adults with ADHD are perceived if they feel well-integrated and at ease with their surroundings. Always the one coming up with new ideas? That’s us!

Now onto the not so good stuff when you’re the one struggling with it:

- Again, impulsivity. Saying the first thing that comes to your mind, talking… A Lot, acting without thinking and without regard for consequences. As seen on the show, it has not always been the best “decision” for him.

- Mood swings! Unfortunately, many are not aware of this fact but in many cases, ADHD actually comes with fast and frequent mood swings. The smallest things can trigger intense emotional responses. Jake definitely has that as he tends to jump from “Life is meaningless!” to “I’m the greatest!” without a problem. Just solved a case? I’M SO HAPPY!!! Oh no, they got away with it? Why bother anymore…… Yeah, that…

- You know the episodes where he and Captain Holt are undercover as part of the Witness Protection Program and Holt points out how Jake seems depressed lately? Yeah, people with ADHD can way too easily fall into this mindset (mood swings, anyone?). With the absence of regular work to keep his fast-pacing mind occupied, it’s not a surprise that he starts feeling this way.

- Not able to handle boredom! He has always something going. Games, ideas, looking for new cases. He never slows down and seems to keep himself occupied at all times. Classic ADHD!

- The way he handles words and numbers, anyone? How he never reads books? Oh, and then his troubles with finances? His locker and desk looking… like that? Classic signs of troubles with organisation and attention to me.

- Easily discouraged! It can’t be denied that he hasn’t had an easy childhood. Together with the troubles with his father, ADHD could be a way to explain why he now is the way he is. 

- Problems with low self-esteem (*cough* and definitely Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria)! Either he feels like THE BEST COP OUT THERE or he falls into this thinking pattern where you have trouble believing that people actually care about you. Probably something he should talk about in therapy, as he puts it himself.

Together with his tendency to procrastinate when it comes to boring stuff, his inability to express and cope with his feelings sometimes, his forgetfulness and not so ideal time management (for example, being late to work all the time),  I strongly believe that Jake Peralta has ADHD and should be written and confirmed as such (hey, it’s never too late!).
An episode focusing on him suspecting he has the condition and eventually seeing a specialist? I’d cry. Honestly.



Plus:
The fact that so many real people with the disorder relate to him??? Okay, that’s not actually relevant here but definitely something the writers should take into consideration. BUT, don’t feel bad if you don’t! Not everyone’s ADHD is the same! :)

Psst, you won’t believe how many times I sit there thinking “that’s so me!” while watching the episodes. There’s even more “evidence” sprinkled throughout the show. All the small details not listed aboved. It’s marvelous and oh-so-relatable.

And just imagine the many excited faces watching the show when a main character on a immensely popular show like this would be confirmed as being one of them! Just thinking of the tiny, tiny, TINY possibility puts me into happy stimming mode!!! It would also help increase awareness in those who may not know anything about it and help reduce prejudices ‘cause ding dong, ADHD is not a fake disorder and adults can have it, too. Surprise!

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Using Ne

- random bursts of energy that can last anwhere from 10 seconds to 10 hours

- getting bored easily

- acting like a hyperactive child when we find an interesting subject to discuss

- being indecisive because of all the perspectives we have to consider

- also being unable to pick one side of an argument

- forgetting basic stuff like eating and sleeping

- being unable to explain anything coherently and linearly

- wanting to explore everything, learn everything and do everything, because the world is so full of possibilities and wE MUST EXPERIENCE THEM ALL

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The Tenth Doctor (and David Tennant) tossing things & catching them

(…often while not even looking at what he’s tossing)

Edited to add a bonus: Teenager-Tennant started this habit quite young:

otakugirl-art  asked:

Head cannon about Junkrat, Roadhog, Reaper, Soldier76, Zenyatta, McCree, Genji and Hanzo raising babies/children?? That was a lot of characters, whoops.

~I only do up to 5 characters so I’ll just do the first five. Feel free to send another request for the others/more. 


Roadhog: 

  • Their first word was ‘Boom’ Junkrat was ecstatic. Roadhog wasn’t. 
  • Junkrat is the baby’s uncle. Roadhog didn’t have a say and doesn’t particularly mind. They both have a lot of energy, if he can tired them both out together it’s killing two birds with one stone.
  • There’s definitely pictures of the baby sleeping on his stomach. Junkrat took thousands of pictures of them.
    • The baby’s first bomb: It’s only a toy that lets out confetti but Roadhog still looks terrified.
    • Their first steps: Toward Roadhog. They landed in his arms.
    • The day they created their first weapon: It’s an older model of Roadhog’s hook in a launcher. It was modified to shoot the hook and to shoot bombs on another setting. Junkrat and Roadhog are proud of the kid’s ingenuity.
  • The fridge is overloaded with their drawings and grades. In the later years, he stores the older ones in the attic. The attic is full of memories. 

Reaper: 

  • His baby’s first language is Spanish because it’s the language he speaks most often. Their first word was Mío (Mine). They quickly learned the word ‘No’ after that. 
  • One of those parents that hand makes their kid’s Halloween costumes. 
  • The teachers fear him. If his kid is in trouble, he’s down at the office immediately ready to raise Hell. 
  • The PTA Mom™. He’s got the whole place on lockdown. He doesn’t get along with anyone but no one dares to try and tell him he’s wrong about what’s best for the children. 
    • Makes the cookies for the meetings. 

Soldier 76: 

  • Their first word was ‘da-da’ He cried when they said it. 
  • He’s got billions of home movies of his kid. They’ll be embarrasing blackmail later but honestly, he just likes filming their smiles and laughs. 
  • He’s tired. Someone give him a nap. I can only imagine him with the most hyperactive child to counterbalance him. 
  • He’s not the best when it comes to emotionally connecting to his kid because of how gruff he can be but when it comes to expressing interest, he’s got it down to a science. 
    • His kid likes this new thing? He knows all about it in two days. 
    • New TV show they’re obsessed with? He’s all caught up. 
    • New video game? He’s not good but he can play. 
    • New sport they want to try? He’s at all the games. 

Zenyatta: 

  • Zenyatta’s baby took a while to speak. He started getting worried. They said their first word in Zenyatta’s garden. It was ‘Flower’ He melted.
  • He lets them ride in his lap and loves to hear them giggle as they float around. They fall asleep in it often too. He loves to feel their heartbeat against him.
  • A big fan of fluffy onesies with animals on them. He likes to play with their little feet. 
    • Also a fan of overalls. 
    • and footie pajamas when they get a little older.
  • They remind him of how wonderful humanity is. The world is still full of surprises for him and double the amount for them. Watching them learn about the world and seeing their wide awe filled eyes is easily his favorite thing.

McCree:

  • Their first word was ‘uh oh’ when they caused a big mess and McCree couldn’t even get upset about it. 
    • They’re a clumsy kid in general. They had a lot of bumps and bruises all the time. A few scars here and there. Nothing major. 
    • McCree is constantly scrambling to keep up with them. 
  • He’s the parent that always leaves his baby in a diaper and just let’s them run around without anything else on. 
  • 9 out of 10 times when he’s missing his hat, his kid has it. They like to dress up as him. He has pictures. 
  • A family cook out kind of dad. Makes the best burgers and plays sports with them if they like to. The cook outs have everyone over and the kid gets to sees the other overwatch members and play with their kids. It’s a fun time for everyone. 

(Requests are open!!)

Top 10 British Sitcoms! (In my personal opinion)

1) Father Ted (1995 - 1998)

What’s funnier than a bunch of bizarre priests and their clumsy housekeeper who loves tea? Well, barely anything. Hence why this is my number one.

Father Ted is one of those comedy shows that always seems to be on a channel somewhere, and no matter the episode, I’ll end up roaring with laughter. I adore this show on a magical level, and it’s definitely hard to top.

2) Blackadder (1983 - 1989)

Rowan Atkinson at his finest. Don’t get me wrong, I adore Mr Bean, but Blackadder is just spectacular. Fast paced, sarcastic and hilarious, it’s another show that I can always just pick up and burst out laughing at. One of the most interest aspects of the show though is the different era per series, however keeping the same amazing cast. Stephen Fry, Hugh Laurie and Tony Robinson’s characters also having a special place in my heart due to the antics and hilarity. 

3) Fawlty Towers (1975 - 1979)

The quintessential British comedy sitcom. I don’t want to say too much about this, because if you have never seen it, shame on you.

4) Black Books (2000 - 2004)

Quite simply one of the greatest, but shortest, sitcoms ever created. Anyone who has actually seen this show has regarded it as one of their favourites of all time for good reason. Black Books follows the character of Bernard Black, the owner of a shoddy and sticky bookshop, and lacks all regard or care for people. The majority of the comedy is derived from Bernard’s two ‘friends’ who attempt to make his lifestyle more socially acceptable, much to his despair. I truly recommend checking out this show, but be prepared to be annoyed that there isn’t more!  

5) Some Mothers Do ‘Ave ‘Em (1973 - 1978)

Probably one of the favourite comedy shows I watch with my Grandfather. Some Mothers Do ‘Ave ‘Em follows the character of Frank, a childish, often moronic and insanely clumsy individual who only wants best for his family, although all he does is infuriate and anger people. A show with amazing catchphrases and hilarious situations, I simply adore this show.

6) Dads Army (1968 - 1977)

An amazing comedy focused on the Home Guard during the Second World War, the Home Guard were the volunteer army of those deemed ineligible for military service, usually due to age. The majority of the comedy derives from the pure uselessness of the group, and their lack of contribution to the war effort. The humour is often subtle and hilarious, I’d recommend it to anyone, I love it.

7) Porridge (1974 - 1977)

Ronnie Barker was one of the penultimate lords of comedy, that is all.

Porridge follows the goings on in the prison HMP Slade, following the character of Fletcher and his cellmate, an inmate serving his first sentence who Fletcher takes under his wing. The characters are strong and well written, as well as having amazing comedic timing and execution. The majority of the comedy comes from the interactions between the prisoners, as well as their relationships to the guards. It’s a show with a lot of heart and a lot of fun. 

8) Red Dwarf (1988 - ?)

Sci-Fi and sitcom, a bizarre genre hybrid that was an amazing gamble, but alas paid off incredibly well for Red Dwarf. The show follows the interesting cast of characters aboard the ‘Red Dwarf’ ship, all of whom are odd and interesting in their own ways. Unfortunately, I would not do the show justice if I were to attempt to describe the plot, so I shall urge you to check it out yourself. Trust me when I say this is an amazing show though.

9) Only Fools And Horses (1981 - 2003)

One of the longest running and most popular sitcoms in Britain, for good reason might I add. The show primarily follows the family of Del-Boy, Rodney and their Granddad (who is later replaced by Uncle Albert due to the unfortunate passing of the actor). The show is set in Peckham, a district in the south east of London, known for it’s working class citizens, the comedy mainly deriving from the vast array of occurring characters, as well as Del-Boy’s constant attempts of quick-rich schemes, with his main catchphrase being, “this time next year, we’ll be millionaires”. The show is a lot of fun, and the characters are all well written and performed and it has truly earned its cemented place as being one of the best in British history. 

10) Outnumbered (2007 - 2014)

Literally the most hilarious ‘family’ in Britain. Holy crap, I adore this show. The show is centred around a middle-class family who live in West London, the parents of whom, are ‘outnumbered’ by their 3 children. Jake, the typical teen, Ben, the hyperactive and strange child, and Karen, the oddly sarcastic child with a lot of questions, and a lot of answers. 
In essence, it’s a great show with hilarious situations, Karen and Ben being the funniest and most interesting parts of the show in all honesty. Even though it’s number 10 in my list, it’s amazing and I think everyone should attempt to watch this show.

And that comes to the end of my list, have I missed anything? What are your top 10 British Sitcoms?

A more light-hearted thought for @mariesbookblog: Nobody tell me that in the entire multiverse there isn’t one universe where Tony after an experiment gone wrong lands face first in an alternate dimension. In the desert. Because it’s always a freaking desert.

In front of 007 James Bond–not that Tony is aware of that when he crash-lands in the agent’s path.

Obviously 007 is pointing a gun at this weirdo stranger who just fell from the sky but doesn’t seem hurt.

Equally obviously Tony jumps to his feet with a wide smile and reaches out with his hand as if to introduce himself.

“Hi, I’m Tony,” he beams, “And if you don’t mind me asking what is your stance on the theory that an endless amount of different dimensions exists parallel to our own?”

Needless to say James finds himself adopting a strange, hyperactive grown-up child with a talent for anything tech-related not shortly after that.

‘you came to my room at 4am, to cuddle?’

hello my loves! its been a while since i’ve written but i’m back! this time with some bucky barnes drabble. this is my first attempt at bucky as if you’ve read my recent post you’ll know that my love for marvel has recently been rekindled. so i hope you enjoy this fully/angsty drabble piece i have for you. also i’d like to add if anyone ever needs anything and i mean absolutely anything my inbox is always open♡

pairing: bucky barnes x reader

words: 1,108

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the moon illuminated the inky sky as you lay on top of your cream bedsheets, an empty mug of tea on the bedside table. it slipped through the crack in the curtains, bathing your room is a silvery glow. entering the realm of sleep was beyond likely at this point so instead of closing the curtains you decided to lay gazing at the small snippet of the cosmos you could see through your window. it was nearing 4am and somehow your thoughts were still whizzing around your brain like a hyperactive child, slowly reminding you of the mission you’d failed to complete along side the avengers only a few days ago; or the lives you’d failed to save. the mission was simple, infiltrate and extract. except missions were never that simple and you knew that. a woman, around her late twenties had been shot by hydra agents as you tried to get her to safety, making you feel as if you’d failed the mission entirely despite rescuing the other seventeen hostages. however that never stopped the guilt that sat in the pit of your stomach whenever an innocent life was lost. just the thought made your breathing pick up slightly and your fingernails to dig into the palms of your hands, a coping mechanism you’d picked up over the last few months.

the sound of the door opening pulled you from your thoughts. you could roughly make out the body shape in the low light as none other than bucky, clad in his pyjamas. his shoulder length hair was dishevelled on top of his head and even you could see how tired he was despite the lack of light. he had also been on the mission, and you knew he had also been affected. however you didn’t know why he was in your room; at 4:03am.

‘hey,’ you called out quietly as he closed the bedroom door again. ‘what are you doing up at four in the morning?’ although you didn’t get an answer, instead he padded straight over to your bed and climbed on top causing you to sit up against the headboard. in an instant his head was in your lap and your hand was in his, your eyes searching his for an answer to your question. the slight quiver in his bottom lip gave him as you placed your free hand on the side of him face, your thumb tracing his cheekbone comfortingly. you didn’t know entirely what was going on inside his head; he didn’t even know himself but you knew he was thinking about the mission.

‘cuddle,’ he whispered as he pushed his head further into your hand, closing his eyes. you smiled sadly, seeing straight through his lie. out of everyone on the team, you were closest with bucky, natasha and tony only just behind him. so when it came to comfort he always came to you. unknown to you, you were his home. his light.

‘you came to my room at 4am, to cuddle?’ you chuckled slightly, gaining a small laugh from bucky and a fake smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. ‘you know what happened wasn’t your fault buck’ you soothed, causing him to sit up.

‘you know that’s a lie’ he breathed, his eyes tearing up slightly. you let out a breath, placing both hands on the sides of his face. his facial hair tickled your palms, causing what felt like electricity to buzz through your veins.

‘james buchanan barnes, you stop blaming yourself for this right this instant. what happened could not be helped, okay? we tried our best and the whole team gave one hundred percent effort. this is in no way your fault, only hydras’ you chided. however your little speech only caused his eyes to well up more and his lip to tremble again.

‘i couldn’t save her’ he said barley audible, as a single tear fell down his cheek although you were quick to wipe it away with the pad of your thumb. ‘i couldn’t save her from hydra which makes me just as bad as them.’ the words broke your heart, his sadness making you numb. the one thing you hated more than anything else was seeing the people you loved in pain. before he could say anything else you pulled his face to yours, planting your lips on his fitting together like a lock and key. you pulled away after a few seconds, the taste still lingering. this wasn’t the first time bucky had compared himself to hydra and it always upset you.

‘i’m sorry’ he whispered. before you could answer he was pulling you into his arms and laying down on the bed. his metal arm wrapped tightly around your torso as his flesh hand intertwined with yours, him playing with your fingers and you rest your head on his chest.

‘you know you are not hydra. you are better than them. you are bucky barnes and you are an avenger. without you, the whole team would be lost. especially me and especially steve. so please buck, never compare yourself to those monsters. because that is not who you are. you are a hero and i love you’

it was as if the world stopped spinning for a few seconds as the words sank in. buck’s fingers stopped playing with your own and he froze under your touch, causing you to sit up again and face him, him following your actions.

‘you what’ he said, his hair falling in front of his eyes which were filled with a mixture of confusion and hope. it was no secret to anyone, including the both of you the feelings you shared. in fact it had been a long time coming until one of you said it. you giggled softly and reached your hand out to push a lock of hair behind his ear. you fixated your eyes on his and smiled delicately.

‘i love you james buchanan barnes’ you breathed, the smile never leaving your lips, instigating him to reconnect your lips once more. they stayed connected for slightly longer this time as you relished each others touch. his hand found your cheek whilst yours found the back of his neck, your fingers lopping in his hair. you immediately chuckled again once your lips left each others, causing bucky to smile. his eyes were filled with admiration for you as he took in every single one of your features.

‘i love you too. so much’ he whispered and for the third time that early morning, his lips were on yours once again.

anonymous asked:

I saw the cute head-canons of some of the guys raising children so what about some of the girls with the same prompt? Maybe with Mei, Tracer, Sombra,Mercy or Pharah?

~Alright! Ladies raisin’ babies!


Mei

  • Her baby’s first word was ‘Hi’ They were bouncing in their crib looking at her and their little voice just said ‘Hi’. She was so stunned she didn’t know what to do before she picked them up and said ‘hi’ back with the biggest grin. 
  • As a baby, they loved to tug hair. They especially liked to put things in their mouth. They were a curious baby and it constantly put them in danger. Mei had to develop eyes in the back of her head quickly. 
  • Story Time is the best time. She loves to curl up with her kid just before bed and hold them close as she reads to them. Makes all the funny faces and voices so that they giggle. It usually only makes them more hyper so she ends up reading a few books before they fall asleep.
  • She loves to show them her new inventions. As they get older, she finds them hanging out in her lab more often than not. They even start keeping a little journal full of prototypes of their own and showing them shyly to her. She’s such a proud mother. 

Tracer

  • She loves to put them on her back and pretend to be an airplane as she runs around the house. Their first word was ‘Zoom’ 
  • She’s just as hyperactive as her child. Neither of them are allowed to have sugar. They’re constantly bouncing off the walls playing games. Emily is stressed 24/7. 
  • She’s the parent that tosses their baby in the air and catches them. The higher up, the more they both giggle. Mercy is horrified. Emily nearly has a heart attack the first time.
  • The baby LOVES Winston. He was nervous the first time he came but the minute they saw him, they were really interested in the giant gorilla. Even more so when they found out how soft his fur was. He nearly started crying when they weren’t afraid of him. Tracer took pictures. 

Sombra

  • Their first word was ‘Boop’ Sombra got into the habit of booping their nose and one day they reached out and tapped her nose and said ‘Boop’ She totally didn’t start crying from the cuteness. She did.
  • Her baby was definitely not an easy baby. She woke up at all hours of the night to get them to stop crying. She found out four weeks in that they could be lulled asleep by music. They especially loved soft Spanish music but that wasn’t a big surprise. They are their mother’s child. 
  • She’s the mom that leaves their kid at the supermarket by accident. She didn’t notice until she was backing out and they weren’t singing along to the radio. 
  • Also the mom that will move Heaven and raise Hell if you even dream of touching her child. She’ll steal your credit card, social security number, and put your phone number on Craigslist for a ‘fun time’ Do not provoke her. 

Mercy

  • Their first word was ‘ma-ma’ while she was rocking in a rocking chair with them. She couldn’t stop kissing their face afterward. It made her so happy to hear them talking to her.
  • She went into Mom Mode immediately when she found out the baby was coming. She ordered thousands of toys, onesies, and parenting books. Everything was child proofed three months in. She was doing prenatal yoga regularly. She was the definition of a responsible adult/parent.
  • The kid does not like vegetables. It’s not up for negotiation. No vegetables. Mercy tries to reason with them because she’s a doctor and knows they need them. They’re just as stubborn as she is. It eventually calls for more drastic measures. She starts hiding the vegetables in other foods. 
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Pharah

  • Their first word was JUSTICE ‘teta’ which means grandmother. Ana was so over the moon she wouldn’t stop cooing at the baby until Pharah had to put them down for bed. 
  • Coach Mom™. She’s shouting encouragement from the side line. While on the team, she doesn’t treat them any differently from the other kids but she’s always so proud. There’s a whole trophy case dedicated to the kid’s accomplishments. 
  • Ana spoils them rotten. She’s constantly giving them things that Pharah says they can’t have.
  • She’s got a notch in the door frame for every year that they grew taller. She always measured them on their birthday up until they turned 18. It was a tradition. After they went off to college, she spent a lot of time looking at the door frame and running her fingers over the notches from the younger years. They all have to grow up eventually, right?

(Requests are open!!)

Got7 reaction to you being the female version of Jackson

Jaebum: “I am not your Daddy either stop it. I’m not buying you snacks”

Originally posted by jypnior

Mark: “I can just ignore you like I ignore Jackson”

Originally posted by jypnior

Jackson: “A NEW PLAY BUDDY YESSSS”

Originally posted by markticseas

Jinyoung: “I don’t need another hyperactive child please”

Originally posted by soulmatesjjp

Youngjae: “PLEASE STOP THROWING ME AROUND DAMMIT”

Originally posted by softseong

BamBam:

Originally posted by whatwhot

Yugyeom: “Will you dance with me since Jackson refuses because he thinks I show off too much?”

Originally posted by magiccastles

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Pensive child is pensive.

It never fails to amuse me how tiny Ive is.  Short, skinny, and very easily able to hide behind Trahearne (and other tall friends).  Especially when talking to Mama Tree.  Considering that Ive would rather do almost anything than talk to the Pale Tree. Kek

You’d think I’d stop trying to draw things I have no clue how to draw.

Clingy

Anon prompt: “Can you do one where the reader and Jughead are already dating and they are super clingy.”

A/N: I’m baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack

“Y/N, you didn’t call me when your class finished.” Jughead says, catching up to me in the halls.

“Because it just finished.” I stop at my locker, opening it to put my books inside and get out another text book for my next class.

“You said you’d call after every class.” He pushes, watching me.

“Jughead,” I close my locker, turning to him. “I told you, it just finished and my phone is swimming in my bag somewhere. I’m sorry.”

He’s leaning against one of the other lockers, staring at me in disbelief, “Look, Y/N, next time just call me, okay?”

“It’s school, Juggie. Nothing bad is going to happen to me at school.”

“You don’t know that.” He says, tilting his head to the side.

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Yuuri quietly shut the door of Yuri’s bedroom before letting out the sigh. He loved his son, he truly did, but sometimes it was hard to keep up with the boy.

“All tucked in?” Victor asked him as he joined the Russian skater on the couch.

“Yeah. Tucked in and asleep,” he confirmed while lifting his aching feet up onto the coffee table – something he normally told Yuri not to do, but hey, what the kid didn’t known wouldn’t hurt him.

“So, it is safe to whip out the alcohol?” Victor said excitedly while getting to his feet.

“Alcohol?” he questioned in confusion while staring up at the excited Russian.

“Yes!” Victor said before disappearing out of his sight. He sat there quietly for a moment before realising just how strange it was to be sitting in his own apartment by himself.

Ever since meeting Victor, it was almost like the Russian had evaded not only his home, but also his family.

Yuri was always asking about the skater when he wasn’t around, which could get rather tiring especially when the Russian was away competing.

Victor wander back into the room, a bottle of wine clutched in one hand and two wine glasses in the other.

“You weren’t joking,” he muttered in surprise as Victor joined him on the couch again.

“Of course, I wasn’t joking,” Victor chuckled softly while handing him a glass.

“I don’t normally drink,” he admitted as Victor pulled a bottle opener out of his pocket and set to work popping the cork on the bottle of wine.

“Well, you deserve a little break,” Victor insisted while pouring the scarlet liquid into the glass he was holding.

“I do?” he questioned in surprise.

“Of course, looking after a child all by yourself while also being a professional dancer,” Victor stated simply, like it was the clearest thing in the world.

He stared at Victor as the Russian finished pouring his own glass before setting the bottle down on the table.

He brought the glass to his lips and took a soft sip as Victor leant back against the couch.

“Why here?” he asked, earning a questionable hum from the Russian. “Why are you living in this crappy apartment block?” he continued.

“Ah,” Victor hummed before letting out a soft hum, “Well, I never had a reason to leave.”

“The elevator never works,” he pointed out.

“It’s a good workout before practice,” Victor responded.

“We always lose power during the winter,” he said with a frown.

“And Makkachin makes a lovely cuddle buddy,” Victor replied, sending a smirk in his direction.

He opened his mouth to point out another issue with their apartment block when Victor grabbed his free hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“If I had moved, I never would have met you and Yurio,” Victor said softly, “That and I’ve never needed much of anything. Just a bed to sleep in, my life has always been at the rink. Or it was, until I met you two.”

His mouth went dry as he stared at Victor in surprise. He couldn’t be implying what he thought he was implying.

“I,” Victor stared before pausing. They stared at each other for a moment, their free hands tangled together before Victor gave a small nod, “I don’t want to stop this.”

“This?” he asked softly before hiding the blush that heated his cheeks behind his wine glass. Victor let out a soft chuckle while giving his hand another squeeze.

“This. Us. Yuri. If I lost this, I don’t know what I would do,” Victor admitted while giving him a soft smile, a smile he could almost call heartbreaking.

“Was that a love confession?” he asked in a poor attempt to lighten the move.

“Yes,” Victor replied simply, catching him by surprise. His eyes widen in surprise as he stared at the skater in front of him. “I am in love with you and your son.” Victor confirmed for him, leaving him speechless.

Victor couldn’t love him.

He was a nobody and Victor was a sporting legend.

He was a dancer and Victor was a skater.

He was a single father and Victor was one of the worlds most desired bachelors.

Words of protest floated to mind, only to suddenly disappear as a pair of lips covered his.

Victor was kissing him.

Victor Nikiforov was kissing him.

And he honestly didn’t want him to stop.

“Go out with me,” Victor whispered against his lips ever so softly before pressing another fleeting kiss against his lips. He gave a soft hum while returning the number of small kisses that Victor gave to him.

“Is this why you got the alcohol?” he asked teasingly. Victor pulled away from him, a confused look on his face.

“Huh?” Victor said while glancing towards his glass of wine.

“Liquid courage?” he prompted, earning a ‘ah’ sound from the skater.

“No, I could have asked you out without wine,” Victor replied. He raised an eyebrow towards to Russian, who responded by sticking his tongue out.

He took another sip of his whine before reaching over to wrap his arm around the skater’s neck and draw him back into another kiss.

“Let’s just keep doing this,” he sighed against Victor’s lips, earning himself a hum of agreement.


“PAPA!”

Yuuri whined at the shout while shifting towards the heat source beside him. It was too early to deal with his hyperactive child, especially on a Saturday when he wasn’t needed at the studio till lunch time.

“VICCHAN!”

Yuuri frowned in confusion at his son’s shout until he felt a groan erupt from the body of heat he had been cuddled up against. He lifted his head off the body of heat, only to realise that he had been using Victor’s chest as a pillow.

“Your son is up,” Victor mumbled while tugging the blankets – of his bed, may he add – over his head, in what he could only assume was a poor attempt to block at the small child making noise in the hallway.

He opened his mouth to respond, only to be cut off as the draw shot up, revealing his little trouble maker.

“Papa!” Yuri shouted in delight at seeing him sitting – somewhat – upright.

“Yurochka, what have I told you about shouting?” he asked the boy. The five-year-old paused for a moment before he dropped his gaze to the ground.

“Papa said not to shout in the morning,” Yuri mumbled softly.

“And what did we do?” he questioned, earning a mumble in response.

“Yurio,” Victor called out, catching the boys attention immediately. He glanced towards the skater who sent him a soft smile. “Come here,” Victor said while sitting up and opening his arms to the boy. Yuri didn’t even hesitant, running around the bed to the side closer to Victor and throwing himself into the older man’s waiting arms with a giggle.

A soft smile rose to his lips as Victor lifted the boy up off the ground and settled him down between them, causing the young boy to giggle in delight.

“Okay, Yurio, it’s quiet time. Papa isn’t ready to get up just yet, so we have to use our quiet voices,” Victor said seriously, earning a nod from the blonde-haired boy in agreement.

He let out a soft chuckle while pressing a gentle kiss against the side of Yuri’s head before stretching his hand out across the bed until he found one of Victor’s hands. He smiled at Victor as the Russian glanced in his directions as their fingers tangled together under the covers.

“Can we go to the rink today?” Yuri asked, causing him to pause and stare at his son in confusion.

“I don’t know,” Victor hummed, “You have to ask your papa.” Yuri turned to him, puppy-dog eyes already turned on.

“Why?” he asked while glancing between the pair.

“Because-because-because, I’m gonna be better than Vicchan!” the boy announced, causing him to stare at the boy in surprise.

“What?” he asked while glancing towards Victor.

“Yuri-” Victor began only to be cut off.

“Yura,” Yuri corrected. Victor glanced towards the boy, a bright smile on his lips.

“Yura declared that he would become a better skater than me,” Victor told him.

“Oh?” he said softly, still confusion.

“And I may have said I would coach him if he was good enough once I retire,” Victor stated simply with a shrug, earning a nod from Yuri. He stared at the pair in surprise for a moment before a frown settled on his face.

“I can’t afford-” he started, only to be cut off by Victor waving a hand towards him.

“No, don’t,” Victor told him, “You are not paying for anything involving skating.”

“But-” he tried to protest, only for Victor to shake his head.

“Nope. Yura has to become the best and pay me back, that is the deal,” Victor said while tickling the boy’s tummy, causing Yuri to erupts in giggles in between them. He stared at the pair beside him for a moment before sighing softly.

It seemed that Victor had made up his mind and wasn’t going to let him have a word.\

He glanced towards his giggling son for a moment before a sudden thought came to mind. He grabbed his corner of the blanket and pulled in over the boy before quickly leaning across the bed to give Victor a soft morning kiss.

“You two are silly,” he sighed as he pulled away from a blushing Victor.

“Papa,” Yuri giggled while pulling the blankets away from his face. He smiled at his son, who cheeks were tinted a lovely red colour from laughing too much.

“Don’t papa me,” he cooed while nosing those red cheeks, causing the boy to giggle some more.

“Please don’t let this be a dream.”

Yuuri blinked in surprise while glancing towards Victor who was staring at Yuri and himself, a star stuck look on his face.

“Papa,” Yuri mumbled while tugging on the shirt he had slept in, “I’m not silly, but Vicchan is.” He chuckled softly at the boy’s conclusion before nodding his head.

“I think you are right,” he agreed, earning a pout from the Russian skater on the other side of the bed.

“Hey!” Victor whined, causing them both of laugh at him.

This was all new, but at the same time, it felt so natural, like they had been doing it for years.

And honestly, he hoped it lasted forever.

Skater Next Door AU

AO3 Skater Next Door

anonymous asked:

How will bendy look like if he were an adult?

One full grown imp coming right up!

Bendy: You know what this means, right?

Boris: ?

Bendy: I can reach the cookies on the top shelf without your help!

Boris: Right, because a hyperactive man-child is exactly what we need right now.