"Snuggle Bugs and Bong Ripples"

Prompt: make a fnsifc about Genre: Found Family · Dark Comedy · Domestic Fluff · Hurt/Comfort · Horny Stoner Chaos Tone: Gen Z irreverence meets heart-wrenching tenderness. It’s like if Euphoria had a baby with Bluey, and the baby was medically fragile and extremely dramatic. ⸻ Overall Vibes: Baby Boy is a chaotic, emotionally loaded, absolutely unhinged love letter to healing through absurdity. At its core, it’s about a terminally overdramatic toddler (Erik)—who’s been through unimaginable trauma—and his two chronically online, stoned, ride-or-die Gen Z dads (Lyle and Alex), who will do anything, spend anything, and burn the world down to make Erik feel safe, warm, and loved. Erik is technically five years old, but physically, emotionally, and developmentally? He’s a six-month-old baby with the sass of a gremlin. He weighs less than most cats, is scared of his own foot, plays with his belly button like it’s new every time, and throws tantrums over things like blankie-sharing with his emotional support dog (who wasn’t even cold). He can’t talk properly, but he babbles with conviction—and wields his trauma like a weapon when it benefits him (as any Gen Z baby icon should). Lyle and Alex, both rich, famous, high-functioning hot messes, are obsessed with him. They’re barely holding it together (sleep-deprived, trauma-damaged, always fighting their vape batteries), but they have never missed a seizure med, a bath time, or a Mickey Mouse episode. They swaddle him religiously, post morning “stretchy baby” TikToks, keep a fully-stocked hospital go-bag in the backseat of the Bronco, and sob any time Erik so much as says “baybee sowwy.” Their household is a beautiful mess of: • Heated blankets, milk-stained hoodies, and baby-proofed marble floors • High-stakes court trials where Erik interrupts testimony to yell “nuh nuh” at his abusers • Emotional dog therapy and car seat cuddles • Baby dolls thrown out the window because they’re “not bubba” • Instagram stories of unswaddling sessions and oat milk reviews • Constant jokes, constant trauma, constant love Despite everything, Erik is finally learning what it means to be wanted. He’s learning that he’s the baby. That blankets should be shared. That peek-a-boo is magic. That Handsome is his soulmate. That you can cry when you don’t like the bottle. And that when you say “uppy daddy,” someone will lift you without hesitation. It’s chaotic. It’s hilarious. It’s healing. It’s Baby Boy. and don’t make it cringe and make it a fanfic not a recap and don’t make it cringe at all and erik babbles a lot like he talks but he can’t say full words correctly and he giggled a lot and he can’t say any words correctly it’s all baby talk and erik is not a bad kid like he doesn’t throw stuff doesn’t have tantrums or anything and he baby talks and don’t make it weird like erik is never naked unless he’s in the bath or they are changing his clothes etc but don’t make it super chaotic and erik is basically like a kitten and handsome is an itialain greyhound