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#Girl dad....
thepavementsings · 1 year
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littlegirly · 3 months
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pretending to be asleep while he fucks you, only for him to whisper "i know you're awake" in your ear 😵‍💫😩
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eternallovers65 · 4 months
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Ngl if I had a child with Poseidon, the God of the Seas, and had to pay swimming lessons for my son because he was scared of water, I'd be cursing Poseidon forever like you don't show up, don't pay child support and now you can't even help your actual ocean spawn to swin????
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rascal-rose · 6 months
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I love characters with anxiety. Gotta be one of my favorite genders
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ditzybat · 30 days
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every bat kid is cursed with the plague that is their friends think that their siblings are unbelievably attractive (mainly because everyone in the wayne family could be models if they really wanted to) even if it’s just baseless attraction with no intention to pursue
roy: so your brother, he’s pretty cute isn’t he?
dick: you are so much older than him roy, you have a kid! and why would i agree with you!?
roy: but—
dick: go near him and i will break the golden rule
kori: so, how has dick been lately —
jason: kori, for my well being and mental state i do not wanna imagine one of my best friends with my brother, just give him a phone call - i can’t with the swooning this early in the morning
kon: damn, i mean i know he tried to kill you… but your brother is real metal y’know what i mean?
tim: what are you yapping about?!
kon: i wanna fuck your brother tim, jeez you’re dense
tim: jason? the.. REDHOOD? YOU WANNA- NO!!!!??
jon: damian, ever notice how dick and tim —
damian: finish that sentence and i will maim you
steph: cass is hot
duke: no…
steph: what? you’re saying she’s not??
duke: dude, she’s my sister, be so fr
this also applicable to bruce wayne, because why wouldn’t it ??
clark: your dad—
cass pulling out bright green knife from out of nowhere: no.
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timetodiverge · 2 months
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Excuse me sir, that's my Emotional Support vicious lurca hound
....soooo Batcher is fully Crosshair's puppy now, yes???
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-spending the morning at the beach with him instead of Omega -sitting next to him at the table -staying near him while everyone was yelling -squaring off against the wyrm ("YEAH YOU BETTER RUN!!"), then going right to Crosshair to check in, then STAYING THERE while Crosshair has his moment with Hunter
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saltoru · 8 months
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being a jujutsu sorcerer and a parent rarely ends well. sorcerers who have to fight for their lives everyday barely have any time and energy even for themselves. adding babies to the picture is hard to imagine.
but gojo was determined to balance his work and personal life when you entered his life, which is why he has a baby girl strapped to his chest as he holds up his hand and crosses his fingers, already to send a special grade curse into his domain.
"daddy~" his baby babbles, cheek squished against his purple uniform.
"yes, baby?" gojo smiles down at his baby and gently sweeps her hair out of her eyes. he pays little to no attention to the curse, who had already spread out their domain and is currently sending wave after wave of attacks, all of which gojo repels with a touch. "this is domain expansion," he gently explains to her, smirking at the curse who is obviously offended that he wasn't taking them seriously. "in a second, you're gonna see daddy's domain."
his baby blinks and shuffles around in the strap, whining a bit as she tries to get comfortable. for all she knows, it's too dark and hot and she misses mommy's smell.
before she knows it, the space around her begins to look like the night sky, and she can't see the curse anymore.
"this is my domain," her daddy says, but she misses seeing the sun. why is it nighttime all of the sudden?
"nooo" she whines as she kicks around. where's the ice cream he promised her earlier? and where is mommy? she doesn't want to go to sleep yet!
"not easily impressed, hm?" he laughs, protectively holding his baby's head against his chest as he closes up his domain after finishing off the curse.
"let's go get ice cream, yeah?" he ruffles her hair and holds up her hands, dancing them up in the air with a huge grin. the sunlight hits her face again and a smile quickly reappears. "you did so good today. did you learn a lot about jujutsu fights today? did'ja enjoy our little adventure together?"
"ice cweam" she smiles, doing a few happy kicks. and that's how the tradition of getting ice cream after missions started for the daddy-daughter pair.
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yellowistheraddest · 2 months
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I WILL NEVER STOP WITH 'DRAGON LOVE HIS SON AND IS A SILLY GUY' PROPAGANDA!!!!
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inkskinned · 5 months
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the problem is that being single is seen as the consolidation prize, and not the natural neutral state of being-a-person. at the end of the movie or the book or the poetry, there is a person waiting for you at the altar, and they love you. if the play is a comedy, everyone gets married. the metaphor is about how you are not-whole. the metaphor is about how everyone is going to be happily-ever-after. the metaphor is that romantic love is the most important resource on the planet, not just all-love. all-love is not a thing, that is a disappointment. the treasure is not the friends we made along the way. the treasure is the girl you landed.
the metaphor is that you cannot be alone, that means you are broken. are you getting over someone? that is acceptable, you can be getting over someone, but not for long. you must be single because you would rather not be single. you must be single and looking to not-be-single. you must want to date, eventually.
friendship and community are never seen as being equal-to or even-better than romantic connection. that person is your one! you need to find them. you need to hunt through the sand particles until you can shift out some kind of gem. this is regardless to your own experience of the beach and the sun. you need to be somewhere with someone.
if you are taking this time alone to heal, that is so sad. everyone gives you this little pitying look. the understanding is that you are not actually happier than you were before you were single. it is seen as a sort of pity - oh, you are choosing yourself, making yourself the priority? - that isn't quite right. you must mean that you are making yourself ready for the right person. you are just laying the bed better this time. open up your heart. you'll find them, we promise!
what do you mean you're really-truly genuinely-very happy? you are probably misremembering what it was like to be in a relationship. and besides, once you meet your person, that time will look grey and bland and wasted. your person is the only way for you to see in color. so what if you have taken this time - for the first time in your entire life - to actually-for-real do the fucking work. you can be proud of yourself, sure. but the way we need to know that you got better is that you get a partner. you're healed enough for the next bad part!
people don't choose to be single, they just say they're choosing to be single - they actually mean "nobody wants to date me." it doesn't matter how many people you have gently rejected or how many times you've talked it over carefully in therapy. what matters is that you are single, and by all accounts - that means you are something worth our pity. your successes and life all seem pale in the sunlight. sure, you have done amazing things and finally found your way in life. what matters is that there wasn't a person in the room with you while you did it.
you want to tell them - that's the whole thing. i didn't know how to be alone in the room. i didn't know how to handle the silence. every moment was so sharp, and i kept choosing the wrong way to close the door. i have spent my entire life in the empty well, living in the ricochet of someone else's cruelty. for once i have built myself a ladder. for once everything i taste is all mine, every bite of sunshine and laughter. i have learned how to sleep out in the open with my memories. recently, they have started to purr.
your father rolls his eyes. listen. this isn't about you. i just want a grandchild in my future.
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mactavishsgfandwife · 3 months
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Dad!Simon Helps Your Daughter When She Falls Over :((
inspired by this ADORABLE instagram reel 💞💞💞
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Your 3 year-old lets out a little gasp as she slips over on the ice and after a moment of shock, she starts to cry out. No words, just a stream of tears and wails of pain, frozen on her hands and knees, bare palms against freezing, snowy ground.
"Daddy!" she cries out, by which time her father is already knelt down at her side, "Dada!"
"Hey, baby," his usually gruff voice sounds soft and low as he gently strokes his daughter’s hair away from her tear-stained cheek, trying not to show how much it affects him to see her with big, sad eyes and so clearly in pain.
“Tell Daddy where you’re hurt.”
"M- m- my knees!" your little girl sobs, leaning into her father’s chest as he picks her up and cradles her in his arms, just as he did when she was younger.
Her bottom lip trembles, and she whimpers softly into Simon’s shirt, sniffling and covering him in tears. Her little hands are sore from the fall, and your husband takes both of them in one of his much bigger, stronger, rougher hands, his thumb gently caressing her knuckles.
"Let me see…" he gently rolls her trouser legs up to see her knees, which aren’t bloody but just a little sore and grazed from her fall. Taking care not to hurt her fragile skin, he leans closer and gently kisses her chubby toddler legs better. It looks funny, this big, scary man being so gentle and loving with a little girl in her pink raincoat, but he doesn’t care. Anything for his daughter.
"Need plaster, daddy!"
"You don’t need one, love, you’re not blee-" he looks down only to be met with her big, teary eyes and sad little pout, her tiny heart so sad not to be getting a plaster.
"Alright, y’get a plaster," he chuckles softly, giving her a tender kiss on the forehead, "you’re such a brave girl."
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thanks for reading :P
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littlegirly · 4 months
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wanna ride someone slowly until they get impatient and start thrusting up into me holding my waist so i cant get away <333
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riediaries · 4 months
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your daughter's favorite routine in the morning is definitely waking her daddy with kisses all over his face.
"g'morning mommy.. pee.." your sleepy daughter makes her way to yours. you're in the bathroom busy preparing yourself for the day.
"good morning baby." you greet her back. "okay, sweetheart." you stop putting a lipstick and you help her to the toilet.
after that, you continue your routine but she stays on your side, watching you put on your lipstick.
"you're not going to wake up daddy, baby?" you ask her and she stares at you.
"mommy." she points her lips and the thing you're holding, the lipstick.
"yes.. lipstick?" you crouch down to her level. "why? is there something wrong with mommy's lipstick?"
she nods and points at her tiny plump lips again. "me too!"
you laugh, realizing what she meant but another idea comes to your pretty mind. you lift her up and gently put her beside the sink.
you start to rummage the insides of your pouch, finding a pink lipstick to match her pale skin she got from her father.
you hum happily as you opened the lipstick and twist it, revealing a pretty pinkish shade.
"what about you wake up daddy with this?" you suggest to her as you carefully apply the shade on her lips.
she gasps and agrees immediately. "yeah!"
you shush her and she giggles even more.
after you finish your routine in the bathroom, you put your daughter on your hip, carrying her to the bedroom, where your husband is sleeping.
putting her on the side of the bed, you nod and boom!
"daddy! good morning! wakey-wakey!" she kisses him, marking his pale skin on his cheek, nose, temple, forehead and chin pinkish but still unknown to the sleepy male. this made satoru wake up, he opens an eye to see his two sunshines.
you laugh at her excitement as she jumps on the bed and then, continuing her routine.
"good morning, babe." you leans down to give his pinkish lip a red mark from your lipstick.
he smiles and slowly got up then attacks his daughter by tickling her. "good morning, my sweet little mochi."
"kyaah! mommy! help!" your daughter tries to get off on his father's silly hands. you decided to join her father on tickling her and after a good few seconds, your daughter is breathless all from the giggles and laughs she suffered.
"daddy, your face is ridiculous right now." she suddenly mutters, seeing the cute little kiss marks on his face.
"what?" he raises an eyebrow and turns to look at you. panic begins to paint his face. "i haven't lost my beautiful blue eyes yet, right?! were my eyebrows shaved?!"
you burst out of laughing at his ridiculous assumes. and when you laughed, suspicious surfaces his face.
he hurriedly went to the bathroom to check as you and your partner-in-crime did nothing but to laugh at his state.
yes. he's ridiculous. ridiculously cute with those marks. maybe you should encourage your daughter to do it every morning starting from now on.
satoru sees his 'ridiculous' face his precious baby just called him and he chuckles, shaking his head in disbelief.
in the corner of his eye, he spots the pouch that holds your make-ups. he grins at the thought.
it's payback time.
satoru grabs a bright red lipstick on your pouch and applied it on his lips messily. he doesn't care if it's messy or not. he just wants to do the same for the both of you.
he opens the door to the bedroom door and goes to the bed when the both of his girls are still in there.
he smiles cheekily as he traps your face. you widened your eyes in horror.
you just did your make-up!
"w-wai–" he cuts you off by kissing your lips and then proceeded to do his mission.
"satoru–"
everytime you open your mouth, he will immediately shuts you up, leaving your lips red kiss marks from him.
of course, the little girly tries to run away but he prevents it by trapping her lovingly, giving the same treatment to her.
and now, you're currently redoing your make up in the bathroom after scolding him, the door securely locked. and you end up being late for work.
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resident evil body types... :3
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tojipie · 6 months
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bundle of joy <3
prison bf toji series linked here <3
this man was forged and handcrafted to be a girl-dad to a little sweetheart. i love him w all my heart.
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the rasp of your husbands voice is so soft that you’re unsure if you’re still dreaming, head spinning from the IV cocktail the doctors had pumped into you the day prior.
toji sits with his back to you, your daughter cradled in the crook of his arm. your little bundle of joy so gently, letting her mindlessly grab at the cuff of his sleeve.
“what’re you doing, huh?” he mumbles, stroking the softness of her cheek with his thumb.
the baby ignores him, opting to try and get the fabric of his shirt into her mouth. soft, pink little gums bite down on freshly washed cotton, her feet kicking in excitement at the new texture.
“aht— hey!” he mumbles, gently pulling the soaked fabric from her grasp. “dirty.”
you sit up from your spot on the bed, inching over to the two of them.
toji truly can’t take his eyes off her, nodding intently while the newborn babbles nonsense to herself. he quickly switches her to his other arm once you join him, letting you lean your full weight on him.
tiny, pruney little fingers close around the bottom of his index, soft skin contrasting against the blues and blacks of his tattooed knuckles.
“is she supposed to be this tiny?” he whispers, half in awe half out of concern. your heart melts at how soft his voice is, eyes blown wide.
“f’course,” you giggle tiredly, still woozy from the epidural. you nose at the curve of his shoulder with a hum. “doctors said she was perfectly healthy, remember?”
“right, shit,” he mutters, tensing up at the freudian slip. “oh— sorry,” he says it to your daughter this time, clearly embarrassed at his lack of a filter.
toji’s lifestyle change had been a gradual process. a culmination of a life spent on the streets, moving up the ranks year after year until he’d forged an empire built on the bodies of his enemies.
then you came along, holding him down through a 7 year sentence while the world threw its worst at him, testing the integrity of your relationship as you both struggled to see the light at the end of the tunnel.
somewhere along the way nights at the club together turned into nights spent inside, planning out your future.
you had wanted to give him this for so long. to raise a child together and complete your little family, fulfilling both your lives just a little bit more. toji had dropped to his knees when you brought him the positive test, burying his face in your stomach to hide his teary eyes.
you can’t help but laugh to yourself at the irony of it all. that the man in front of you with the word “greed” gracing his knuckles in bold letters was holding your baby with all the generosity in the world.
“she drank a ton today.”
“oh yeah? big appetite huh?” he coos, pulling her pink baby hat up to let her little ears breathe.
“takes after her dad.”
your little blessing lets out a tiny yawn before closing her eyes, tuckered out after a long day of adjusting to her new world.
“should i put her back in the crib?” he whispers, so scared of waking the poor girl up.
let her sleep on me for a little, i’ll be up for a while anyways,” you explain, reaching for your daughter to let her settle onto your chest.
“my girls,” he mumbles, so full of love when he says it.
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demanding a series in the same vein (heh, vein) as Dexter/Hannibal wherein a prolific serial killer plays cat & mouse with the police--except the serial killer in question is a preteen schoolgirl. this would make for compelling television due to the fact that middle school frequently causes girls to become deranged, and more media should reflect this
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