me and my future child

  • <p> <b>My future child:</b> why is my cousin's name rose?<p/><b>Me:</b> because your aunt loves roses<p/><b>My future child:</b> then where'd you get my name from?<p/><b>Me:</b> I'm busy now, The Range Of Diversity In Rick Riordan's Books<p/></p>

me at my future child’s graduation: i have never been more proud in my life
me remembering harry’s first time on snl: i have only once been more proud in my life

  • My future child: Mommy, what did you do for fun when you were younger?
  • Me: *has sudden painful flashbacks of every single gay fancfic written about my otp and how I read the entire 300k words book in a single all-nighter, the number of gifs that took up immense storage in my phone just because it had something to do with my otp, the time I stayed up till 5 am on multiple occasions because nothing could prevent me from being utterly joyful by seeing my sons be happy together and good lord, the sinful, oh so sinful smut*
  • Me? Oh, I read loads of books.
  • *eye twitches*
  • So many books 😳
  • future child: mom why is my cousin named daisy?
  • me: because your aunty loves daisies
  • future child: oh! so i must be named rose because you love roses!
  • me, a loyal bap stan, who has listened to nothing but their rose album since it came out: ....yes.

my future child: tell me a story 

me: i walked through the door with you, the air was cold, but something ‘bout it felt like home somehow and I left my scarf there at your sister’s house and you’ve still got it in your drawer even now. Oh, your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze. We’re singing in the car, getting lost Upstate. Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place, and I can picture it after all these days and I know it’s long gone, and that magic’s not here no more, and I might be okay, but I’m not fine at all. cause there we are again on that little town street you almost ran the red 'cause you were looking over at me, wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well. photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red. you used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin sized bed, and your mother’s telling stories about you on a tee ball team, you taught me 'bout your past, thinking your future was me and I know it’s long gone and there was nothing else I could do and I forget about you long enough to forget why I needed to…cause there we are again in the middle of the night, we’re dancing around the kitchen in the refrigerator light down the stairs, i was there, i remember it all too well, yeah. well, maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much, but maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'til you tore it all up running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well. hey, you call me up again just to break me like a promise, so casually cruel in the name of being honest, i’m a crumpled up piece of paper lying here cause I remember it all, all, all… too well. time won’t fly, it’s like I’m paralyzed by it, i’d like to be my old self again, but I’m still trying to find it, after plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own, now you mail back my things and I walk home alone…but you keep my old scarf from that very first week cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me, you can’t get rid of it 'cause you remember it all too well, yeah. 'cause there we are again, when I loved you so back before you lost the one real thing you’ve ever known it was rare, I was there, i remember it all too well, wind in my hair, you were there, you remember it all, down the stairs, you were there, you remember it all, it was rare, I was there, i remember it all too well

  • me, in the year of 2040, sitting my future child down on the bed and drawing a deep breath: okay kiddo, now that you're old enough, i think it's time for the talk. I need to tell you about the birds and the b–
  • my kid, a horrified look on their face as they wave their hands frantically: no, no im–
  • me: –bat.
  • kid: what
  • me: the birds and the bat. bruce wayne and all of his children. there are now 268 of them now after the 45th dc reboot and i think it's about time you learned about all of them.
  • kid: dad wait–
  • me: so the first ever robin showed up in detective comics issue #38 in 1940 and

I am so ready to carry a child in my womb, a place they’ll call home for nine months. I am so ready for sleepless nights, dark circles and pure exhaustion if it means I get to hold the tiny miracle I created. I am so ready to be your comfort. Your home. Your safe place. I am beyond ready to nurture you. To give you everything in me. To raise a human full of love, compassion and kindness. My future child, please know that when the universe graces me with you, you will become my entire world. I will stop at nothing to protect you. I love you with the entirety of my heart and I haven’t even met you yet.

  • My future child: why is my cousin's name Rose?
  • Me: because your aunt loves roses
  • My future child: then where'd you get my name from?
  • Me: Albus Severus Potter, you were named for two headmasters of Hogwarts. One of them was a Slytherin and he was probably the bravest man I ever knew.

My future child: mom why is my cousin named Hermione?
Me: because your aunt loves Harry Potter
Future child: what about my name?
Me: enough questions Episode Six of The Get Down