⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ Sebastian as a girl dad headcanons
a/n: art credits to @mkunart ! Been playing a lot of stardew again recently and this popped into mind 🖤
🪦 sebastian is the embodiment of girl dad, he was always meant to be one
🪦 when his daughter was born he'd just look down at her in awe. He helped create something this perfect?
🪦 whenever her little hands wrap round his fingers he almost cries, getting your attention to come see
🪦 when she gets older, he totally let's her put ribbons and hair clips in his hair
🪦 he's working on his PC? He always let's her sit on his lap and watch- they even play games together
🪦 he always takes his daughter on bike rides (with your permission ofc). They don't go for proper ones until she's older as he cares about her safety too much
🪦 his nails? Always painted
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Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind
2004 | dir. Michel Gondry
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Imagine trying to fuck a bad bitch and she starts talking about the saw franchise
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Bathroom // Adam x F!Reader
Note: it's been quite some time since I've written, but I'm literally so obsessed with saw and adam so..... hi! Not proof read as I currently have my 7 month old yelling at me as she's dropped her care bear
A sharp gasp filled the girls lungs as she shot up, her heart racing so loud that she could hear it in her ears.
Her eyes stung as she looked up at the ceiling to see harsh lights, and she was suddenly aware of the fact that she was laying on a hard surface. The room she was in stunk, like raw sewage and.... death.
She was well accustomed to that smell, partially due to the fact that she was a nurse. Sadly it was part of the job. Her hands scanned the floor, only coming across chipped pieces of ceramic.
And then she was aware of the metal chain wrapped around her ankle. She hissed in pain as she tried to shake it off, as she tried to pry it off.
"Help! Hello?! Someone please help me!" She cried, frantically rattling the chain. In her panic, she failed to notice the person in the unfamiliar room with her.
"I've already tried that, we're fucking stuck here" A voice hissed out, and her e/c eyes shot towards the sound.
A man was slumped against a rusty pipe, eyeing her cautiously. Wet, tobacco brown hair framed his face and fell slightly in his eyes. A damp white t shirt clung to his torso, and she couldn't help but stare for a little bit too long at the trail of hair just below his belly button.
"Who are you?! Where am I?!" She yelled, trying to reach him but she was abruptly pulled back- the chain was too short. He rolled his eyes, skipping an odd bit of ceramic.
"How should I know? I woke up here- just like you. For all I know, you could be the one that put us in this shit hole" He answered aggressively, and she shrunk back slightly.
The bright lights over their heads were beginning to make her sweat, so she peeled off the f/c cardigan she was wearing [that was now covered in all sorts of debris].
"Sorry...I'm sorry. I don't know anything, I just thought it would be worth a shot to ask you" She muttered, and she could have sworn his gaze softened ever so slightly. He sniffed and sat up slightly.
"What's your name?"
Her head poked up at the question.
"(Y/N), you?" (Y/N) replied, waving her hand slightly to signal him to reply.
"Adam"
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