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Wcif the pose???

From Berry!

tagged → #elenaproductions

The nursery for Jillian and Clue’s baby girl, decorated courtesy Remy Mahelona.

Awww! ^.^ yay Jillian. Wait…who’s the dad again? .——.

Clue from the BC.

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Jillian is ready to be a mama.

Jillian is ready to be a mama.

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Sam cleared his throat as he tucked his hand in his pocket. He looked at his only child as if he were about to impart the most important advice he could ever give him in his young life.

"JP…the only thing you need to know is this…find the clitoris. You find the clitoris, everything else falls into place."

There was a brief silence, and then Luke and Devin nodded in assent with Sam.

JP slapped his hands against his thighs. “Well on that note, you guys can all go to bed now. Great talk, dads.”

No sooner had the three men left the room than JP had pulled out his phone and texted his girlfriend.

I now know what a living hell is like…

JP leaned his head on his hand. “Dads, I really don’t think I need any advice on…”

He was interrupted by another tap at the door, followed by his Dad Sam entering, still dressed in his workout gear. “Guess the party is in JP’s room tonight,” he remarked. 

Just because JP wanted to be like Devin didn’t mean he didn’t idolize his Dad Sam any less. Sam was a firefighter, tall, muscular, brave, but also very gentle and loving when the situation called for it. JP resembled him the most physically, and he wondered if someday he’d be as imposingly large as his dad was. 

He could only hope.

"We’re discussing JP’s love life, and seeing if he had any questions," Devin informed him. 

"Questions?"  Sam remarked, coming up behind Devin, “JP doesn’t have questions, he knows what he’s doing.”

JP looked at his dad thankfully, but his Dad Devin protested, “But we’ve only taught him the clinical stuff, he needs to know about the FEELINGS involved too, don’t you think?”

"Dev, he’s your kid too. I think he knows everything there is to know about feelings because of you."

"Hey, I don’t mind being a sensitive guy."

"For which we all love you." 

Luke shrugged. “I was just going to tell him about the merits of reverse cowgirl.”

JP slapped his hands over his ears. “I don’t need to hear this….”

There was another tap at the door, followed by it being opened a crack. “Oh, this is where you went,” his Dad Devin remarked with a grin.

The family joked about the fact that none of the Chen-Hurley-Ericson kids had any resemblance to Devin, but at least two of them Aine and JP, had what really counted-his easy-going nature, his passion for arts and science, and the desire to make a difference in other people’s lives. As a trauma physician, Devin seemed to do that every day.

JP wanted to be just like him someday. 

"Our baby is in love, Dev," Luke threw over his shoulder at his husband.

"I did not confirm or deny that!"

Devin grinned. “In love, huh? This is a beautiful moment, don’t you think Luke?”

"It’s definitely worth of an ‘awwwww’ or two, love."

"Ready whenever you are, baby."

Both men smirked at JP and let out a loud “Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!” in perfect unison. “It seems like just yesterday you were running around in soggy diapers,” Devin remarked, “Almost enough to bring a tear to my eye.”

"Are you both through?" JP asked, exasperated.

In response, Devin pulled up JP’s desk chair and sat beside his husband. “Nope, not until we hear more about this great love. Feona, right?

"Yes, Dad." JP said, rolling his eyes.

"She’s an Irish girl, so you know she’s one of the good ones, son." Devin leaned forward, smiling like Phil Dunphy or something. “So, do you have any questions for your dad or me?”

"Questions on…"

Luke and Devin grinned at one another. “You know, about love, and the ways thereof…” Devin said.

JP could feel himself blush. “You told me about that ages ago.”

"Well yeah about the mechanics of it, but we wanted to know if you had questions about love in the context of your own romantic situation."

"I may be gay, JP, but I can still remember my pre-Devin years. I still recall how to please a lady," Luke said with an eyebrow waggle.

Oh good GAWD…

A knock sounded at his bedroom door. “Come in,” he said dreamily.
The door opened and his Dad Luke came in. When he saw JP in the chair, he grinned.
"Thinking about what’s-her-name again?" he joked.
Luke wasn’t JP’s father by biology, but he had had just as big a hand in raising him than his actual dads Devin and Sam did, so JP had always considered Luke as much his father as they were.
Luke had once been a model, traveling the world, the face of numerous ad campaigns. He’d given up that career to write long before JP was born, and he’d always been the one who greeted JP in the afternoons when he got home from school, helped him with homework, made sure he had dinner. Not that Devin and Sam hadn’t, but they both had full time careers that kept them out of the home a lot of the day, so Luke had been the de facto caregiver a lot of the time, keeping a protective eye on JP and his own three daughters with Devin, JP’s half sisters.
"Her name is Feo, Dad." JP retorted.
"Oh I know, I’m just fucking with you." Luke had grown up a street kid in Brooklyn, and his upbringing tended to be reflected in his perpetual use of salty language no matter who he happened to be speaking to.
Luke sat down on the carpet in front of JP. “It would seem our little boy is in love. I don’t know if I’m ready for this.”
JP raised an eyebrow. “What about Aine and Niamh?”
Luke scoffed. “Aine is married to that guitar of hers and I’m thoroughly convinced Niamh’s ‘boyfriend’ is a eunuch. I feel like calling him Lord Varys sometimes.”
JP had to laugh and Luke’s candor. He had to admit that Niamh’s boyfriend August was more than a little bit under the thumb of his often domineering half-sister.
"But were not talking about them, we’re talking about you. So," he pulled his knee up, resting his hand on it, “Are you in love?”
"Dad, it’s only been a little while."
Luke shrugged. “I fell in love with your dad pretty damn fast.”
JP knew he was talking about Devin. They had been married for a long time now. Technically, Luke, Devin, and Sam were in a polyamorous relationship, but JP knew that it was more an case of Luke and Sam sharing Devin. 
It wasn’t his particular bag, but it worked for his dads.

A knock sounded at his bedroom door. “Come in,” he said dreamily.

The door opened and his Dad Luke came in. When he saw JP in the chair, he grinned.

"Thinking about what’s-her-name again?" he joked.

Luke wasn’t JP’s father by biology, but he had had just as big a hand in raising him than his actual dads Devin and Sam did, so JP had always considered Luke as much his father as they were.

Luke had once been a model, traveling the world, the face of numerous ad campaigns. He’d given up that career to write long before JP was born, and he’d always been the one who greeted JP in the afternoons when he got home from school, helped him with homework, made sure he had dinner. Not that Devin and Sam hadn’t, but they both had full time careers that kept them out of the home a lot of the day, so Luke had been the de facto caregiver a lot of the time, keeping a protective eye on JP and his own three daughters with Devin, JP’s half sisters.

"Her name is Feo, Dad." JP retorted.

"Oh I know, I’m just fucking with you." Luke had grown up a street kid in Brooklyn, and his upbringing tended to be reflected in his perpetual use of salty language no matter who he happened to be speaking to.

Luke sat down on the carpet in front of JP. “It would seem our little boy is in love. I don’t know if I’m ready for this.”

JP raised an eyebrow. “What about Aine and Niamh?”

Luke scoffed. “Aine is married to that guitar of hers and I’m thoroughly convinced Niamh’s ‘boyfriend’ is a eunuch. I feel like calling him Lord Varys sometimes.”

JP had to laugh and Luke’s candor. He had to admit that Niamh’s boyfriend August was more than a little bit under the thumb of his often domineering half-sister.

"But were not talking about them, we’re talking about you. So," he pulled his knee up, resting his hand on it, “Are you in love?”

"Dad, it’s only been a little while."

Luke shrugged. “I fell in love with your dad pretty damn fast.”

JP knew he was talking about Devin. They had been married for a long time now. Technically, Luke, Devin, and Sam were in a polyamorous relationship, but JP knew that it was more an case of Luke and Sam sharing Devin.

It wasn’t his particular bag, but it worked for his dads.

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JP Hurley-Ericson spent a lot of time on Cloud Nine these days.
Granted, it didn’t start out promising, what with getting hit in the face with a soccer ball and all that, but things definitely began looking up when he met the person responsible for the kicking, one Feona O’Reary.
He had never felt like this about any girl before. She was quirky but centered, Fierce but vulnerable. She was a powerhouse on the soccer field, standing tall against girls twice her size.  She kept him laughing and kept him guessing and he loved that about her.
Oh, and she could kiss, too. Really, really well. Like, needing six cold showers after being with her well.

JP Hurley-Ericson spent a lot of time on Cloud Nine these days.

Granted, it didn’t start out promising, what with getting hit in the face with a soccer ball and all that, but things definitely began looking up when he met the person responsible for the kicking, one Feona O’Reary.

He had never felt like this about any girl before. She was quirky but centered, Fierce but vulnerable. She was a powerhouse on the soccer field, standing tall against girls twice her size.  She kept him laughing and kept him guessing and he loved that about her.

Oh, and she could kiss, too. Really, really well. Like, needing six cold showers after being with her well.

Coming in a couple of minutes…
JP’s dads decided to give him a talk about love.
His expression should show you how well it went.

Coming in a couple of minutes…

JP’s dads decided to give him a talk about love.

His expression should show you how well it went.

I have seen no light brighter than youAnd I can’t deny these things that I doFeels like the world’s at stake, yeahI have been waitingI have been waiting for you.
(x)

I have seen no light brighter than you
And I can’t deny these things that I do
Feels like the world’s at stake, yeah
I have been waiting
I have been waiting for you.

(x)

Remy couldn’t speak. He tried, his mouth opened and closed, but he couldn’t say a word. What a day. His feelings had gone from the heights to the depths and now they were soaring higher than he’d ever imagined they could.

His mother’s gentle voice broke in. ”Keikikane, don’t you have something to say to Brendan?”

He snapped back to earth. “Yes! Yes, oh my God, yes, I will marry you!”

Brendan stood up and pulled Remy into his arms. Remy threw his arms around his new fiance’s neck and kissed him with everything he had as his mother stood and clapped her hands, utterly delighted.