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some more mother Emily stuff please
Maybe y/n is slightly ill
Emily comes home from being on a two week long case and sees them falling asleep while folding laundry and taking care of child so Emily decides to take child out to the park or something while y/n get some well needed to rest
Comes back home take care of all the chores puts child to bed
Cuddle up with y/n
Fluffy dovey lovey stuff
Enjoy!
When You Get Home
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The door creaked open just after 5, Emily stepping over the threshold with her go-bag slung over her shoulder. Her suit jacket was folded over her arm, her hair back, and exhaustion clinging to her skin.
Two weeks on a joint task force out of state, too long without her partner, too long without her boys. She shut the door softly, locking it behind her.
The living room was dimly lit by soft afternoon sun filtering through the curtains, there was the faint scent of laundry detergent in the air.
The TV played low in the background, something animated. She heard soft giggles. Then…
“Mommy!”
“Mommy!”
Twin tornadoes of joy hurtled toward her. Alec and Theo, four years old and chaos personified, each with mismatched socks and superhero t-shirts, collided with her legs and arms in a tackle hug.
Emily bent immediately, her bag falling forgotten to the floor as she knelt and wrapped them up tight. “My boys,” she whispered, kissing their cheeks one after the other.
“I missed you both so much!”
A rustle caught her attention from the couch. Emily’s head turned, and her heart dropped. Y/N Y/L/N, her partner, her best friend, the love of her life, was curled awkwardly at the end of the couch.
A mountain of clothes needing to be folded, their hands sluggish and trembling, their cheeks were flushed with fever, strands of hair stuck to their temple.
They blinked heavily, as though it took effort to stay awake. There were tissues on the coffee table, and a half-drunk mug of tea forgotten beside them.
Y/N smiled weakly, “I… hi, baby,” they rasped. “I was trying to clean up. The boys were running circles all day, and laundry kept piling up…”
Emily crossed the room in seconds. She knelt next to her partner, brushing the damp hair from Y/N’s forehead. “You’re sick, love,” she said gently, “Why didn’t you call your mom to help?”
Y/N gave her a sheepish shrug, “Didn’t wanna bother her. You were gone. I thought I could manage. I’m okay, just… just tired.”
Emily pressed a kiss to their forehead, already feeling the heat radiating from their skin. “Y/N. You are allowed to rest. Let me take over now, okay?”
“But the laundry-”
“I’ve got it,” Emily promised, “All of it. Right now, you’re going to bed.” Y/N blinked hard, lips trembling like she might argue, but Emily was already helping her stand.
Y/N leaned into her with a sigh, whispering a soft, tiny, “Sorry.”
“Don’t be.” Emily murmured, wrapping her arm around them, “You’ve done everything… let me do the rest.”
Once Y/N was tucked beneath the blankets, humidifier humming, fever medicine given and a cool cloth set on her forehead, Emily turned back to the living room where the twins were currently scaling the couch like a mountain.
“Boys,” she called gently, “how about we go on an adventure?” Both heads whipped toward her. “A park adventure?!” Theo asked, his eyes wide.
“Maybe even… ice cream?” Emily grinned, her smile ear to ear. Alex gasped, “Mommy, you just got home! We can really go?”
“We really can. But only if you help me put on your shoes.”
- - -
Within minutes, Emily was carrying a small backpack with snacks, wipes, and water bottles, her old BAU instincts turning domestic.
The twins were bundled in light jackets, and they set off, hand on hand toward the neighbourhood park.
They laughed on the swings, raced across the grass and climbed the jungle gym while Emily stood beneath it like a bodyguard.
“Good job!” and “Feet first, Theo!” would scream every few minutes as she watched them with a smile.
Afterward, when the boys were tired, they sat in the sun, each of them holding a single scoop of chocolate in a cup. Emily wiped their sticky faces and kissed their heads, her heart aching in the best way.
On the walk home, both Alex and Theo started yawning, leading Emily to carrying both on either arm for the last block.
- - -
Once home, Emily gave the twins a bath, using the bubble soap Y/N always bought because it, “smelled like calm.” They splashed, argued about toys, and asked if Y/N was okay.
“They’re resting…” Emily told them, towelling them dry. “And they’ll feel better soon. But they miss you both very much!”
Theo pressed his hand to his heart, “I miss Mama too.” Emily tucked them into their twin beds, kissed their cheeks and read two short books before they drifted off.
Then… laundry. She returned to the pile on the couch, folding small shirts, unmatched socks and tiny pants while a crime documentary played quietly in the background.
It was oddly meditative.
Kitchen next. Dishes were stacked, counters wiped, bottles cleaned and put away. By the time she turned off the last light, the house had gone still.
Emily padded into their bedroom, stripping down to an old t-shirt before crawling into bed beside Y/N. Y/N stirred with a soft breath, “You did everything… didn’t you?”
Emily slid an arm around them, pulling them close, “Just catching up.” Y/N burrowed into Emily’s chest, legs tangling with hers. “Fever still here,” they murmured.
“I know,” Emily whispered, kissing their damp temple, “I’ll be here all night. Holding you through every degree of it… right here…” Y/N sighed as Emily shifted to make sure they were comfortable.
“I missed you,” Y/N said softly. “I missed you too,” Emily returned.
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Токсичные отношения и здоровые. Как отличить?
Toxic and healthy relationships. How to tell the difference?
Ну примером идеальных семейных отношений я считаю пару из сериала Женаты с детьми, Пегги и Эла Банди, да да, несмотря на то что от "образа идеальной семьи" они максимально далеки, это действительно идеальный пример семейного счастья. К теплу которого тянуться люди. Как же понять, что семья здорова, а отношения счастливы и нетоксичны? Очень просто. Обратите внимание на то как супруги общаються с другими людьми противоположного пола. Не будучи наедине с ними, а в каком-то публичном пространстве. Отношение к противоположному полу в публичном пространстве, где супруг/супруга может это увидеть, или видит, это настоящее, глубинное отношение к нему. Эл, если Вы помните, стебал толстух, но при этом не скрывал симпатии к женщинам стройным. Ну а Пегги кстати стройностью отличалась, несмотря на то что самой Пегги свою симпатию Эл не выражал НИКОГДА, а даже наоборот. То есть как женщина она его привлекала вполне. Правда, в стройном своем варианте. Но и это вполне неплохо. То есть если Ваш бойфренд/муж начинает демонстративно отворачиваться от других женщин в Вашем присутствии, всячески выказывая им свое ФУ. Когда Вас не будет рядом все будет с точностью до наоборот. И на самом деле это ФУ, он сказал Вам, а не им. Возможно у него даже уже есть любовница. Я уже писала о том что любовь это не чувство, а состояние, и поведение по отношению ко всем окружающим людям. Так же как и ненависть, наше глубинное Я не имеет глаз и ушей, и всех людей которые встречаются нам в жизни, видит как одного человека, не деля его на отдельные части, то есть либо ты любишь всех либо никого, и третьего здесь не дано. Счастливы люди, которые это понимают.
Well, I consider the couple from the TV series Married with Children, Peggy and Al Bundy, to be an example of ideal family relationships. Yes, yes, despite the fact that they are as far from the "image of an ideal family", this is a truly ideal example of family happiness. People are drawn to the warmth of which. How can you tell that your family is healthy and your relationship is happy and non-toxic? It's very simple. Pay attention to how the spouses communicate with other people of the opposite sex. Not being alone with them, but in some public space. The attitude towards the opposite sex in a public space, where the spouse can see it, or sees it, is a real, deep attitude towards it. Al, if you remember, made fun of fat women, but at the same time did not hide his sympathy for slender women. Well, Peggy, by the way, was distinguished by her slenderness, despite the fact that Al NEVER expressed his sympathy for Peggy herself, but even the opposite. That is, as a woman, she attracted him quite a bit. True, in her slender version. But this is also quite good. That is, if your boyfriend/husband starts to demonstratively turn away from other women in your presence, showing them his FU in every possible way. When you are not around, everything will be exactly the opposite. And in fact, this is FU, he told you, not them. Perhaps he even already has a mistress. I have already written that love is not a feeling, but a state and behavior towards all the people around you. Just like hatred, our deepest Self has no eyes and ears, and sees all the people we meet in life as one person, without dividing them into separate parts, that is, either you love everyone or no one, and there is no third option. Happy are the people who understand this.
How the phandom will react if Dnp get married
Phan1: I KNEW IT!!!
Phan2: Its fake news! They’ll never get married :)
Phan3: OMG THEY’RE GETTING MARRIED IM SO HAPPY THEY R MY ROLE MODELS AND I LUV DEM SO MUCH! I JUST WANT TO THANK THEM 4 BEING SO AMAZING AND read more...
Phan4: Im @ their wedding rn :))))
i don't have the energy to be embarrassed about it, 11 is literally THEE prettiest person in the world. throwing up about this.