Thinking about dad!Sanemi who always pretends that his little girl is ten times stronger than he is.
dad!Sanemi who can throw full grown men through a window always falls down when his daughter jumps on his back, loudly proclaiming his defeat at her tiny little hands.
dad!Sanemi who will always lose an arm wrestling contest with his little girl even as you laugh and shake your head as you watch, knowing full well how he destroys demons without so much as breaking a sweat.
dad!Sanemi who is just so damn soft for his daughter, so willing to be her punching bag if it means she grows up feeling strong and confident
your voice is muffled by the muscle of his thick shoulder, it’s bulbous shape warm and two toned texture with healed scars and regular skin
a low aggravated groan erupts from the depths of his chest as he shifts to bring you close to his body, his arm wrapping around your waist and pulling you deeper into his chest as your legs instinctively wrap around his torso, inhaling the scent of lavender and musk that emanates from him as you melt into his arms
“you cannot possibly expect me to get up from here, woman.”
Sanemi’s voice is harsh and gravely, annoyance laced in it along with a twinge vulnerability to please not make him get up from his comfortable futon with the love of his life in his arms as he lightly nuzzles the top of your head.
Istg this world hates me and my family. Everything is going wrong. All because some coked up fat twat smashed into my moms car and ran off. Insurance is going through the roof
asmo's amazing super smart plan, parts 1 + 2! i'll keep them combined here since theyre so short >:o
i missed a buncha stuff here for the sake of brevity and also my sanity, and tbh i just need excuses to draw asmo being pretty and also the kind brother he is <3
part 3 HERE!!!!
inspired by this :) i love asmo so much hrrrnnfnnngj yeehaw