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#Father of the Year
uncorrectintamed · 8 months
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Lan Wangji: Wei Ying and I are having a baby.
Lan Sizhui: Aw, that's gre-
Wei Wuxian: [slamming adoption papers on the table] It's you, sign here.
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royalarchivist · 4 months
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Sunny: do you think im going to end up like an omelette
Tubbo: No, probably not because- I don't know. An omelet is like an unfertilized egg 'cuz it's still got like, the yolk and stuff. But you're like- you're like, growing. So you're just kind of- you're just kind of like- your cells are like, doubling at the minute. You know what I mean?
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Tubbo: So you can't make you into an omelet because... You know, because you don't have the omelet ingredients within you! 'Cuz you're a living thing. I feel like I've dug a really big hole.
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babygirldilf · 5 months
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"You are a better man than your daddy ever was. So you do both of us a favor: don't be him." Bobby Fucking Singer I LOVE YOU
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undead-knick-knack · 9 months
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He's literally Just a Dad
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silverxxs-world · 6 months
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GET HIS ASS TAZ
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endlessfuckup · 3 months
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everyone has been sharing their favorite younow moments so i thought id share one of mine lol
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3x3 | 5x21
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biooshocker · 10 months
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tara-fantastico · 1 year
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There is not a single good and present father in the entirity of the btvs universe, making Giles everyone's dad. This is why he is always so tired.
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uncorrectintamed · 1 year
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Lan Shizhui: Are you crying?
Wei Wuxian: [sobbing] This book is so fucking sad.
Lan Shizhui: ...
Lan Shizhui: This is a GusuLan sect cook book.
Wei Wuxian: [sobbing harder] I know, the recipes fucking suck.
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deimosatellite · 1 year
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literally losing it at the parts where rei is SO GENTLE when he picks up miri and generally when hes holding her hand / sleeping next to her. bc we KNOW rei was shown the opposite as a child. hes trying to be extra careful to miri because of how horribly he was raised HELP
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Here's some sketchy Peach x Mario while I slowly make progress on the other pages
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zhansww · 1 year
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naavispider · 1 year
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SPIDER CALLING QUARITCH “DAD" ON ACCIDENT SPDIER CALLING QUARITCH “DAD" ON ACCIDENT SPDIER CALLING QUARITCH “DAD" ON ACC— I know someone probably sent an ask like this but imagine the REACTION, THE BUTTERFLIES Miles would get at his son saying the word 🥹🥺
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Personally, I headcanon it happening when Spider is drunk, OR (if we are being super angsty) when he is begging for Kiri's life (this was said in an anon which I now can't find, so credit to Nonnie). But if Spider were to say it accidentally, I imagine it would go something like this:
Spider fought to keep his heavy eyelids open as the sun began to set on the watery horizon. He was sat in one of his favourite spots on the Sea Dragon - right at the bow, with his legs hanging freely over the edge. The orange and pink clouds cast bright reflections in the calm waters that stretched ahead of the vessel.
Heavy footsteps behind him alerted him to Quaritch's presence. He knew it was him without having to look. A second later, the recom had sat down next to him, joining Spider in staring out at the vast ocean.
"Not thinking too hard are we?" Quaritch said in lieu of 'hello'.
"Hmm," Spider nodded, not really sure what Quaritch wanted.
"You did good today, kid," Quaritch was leaning back on his hands, watching Spider closely for a reaction.
"I'm honoured," Spider replied flatly.
Quaritch chuckled, apparently amused the fact that Spider possessed a sense of humour. "Just trying to be nice."
Spider looked sideways at the man, who he was shocked to find was staring at him with... fondness. It felt strange... weird. He wasn't sure how he felt about that. No adult had ever looked at him fondly. It was fine - he didn't need or want them to, but now that one was, he didn't know how to react. He prayed that he wasn't blushing as he returned his gaze to the brightly glistening water and colourfully streaked sky.
"Thanks, I guess."
Quaritch heaved a great sigh. "You've gotta teach me some more Na'vi sometime."
Spider pursed his lips, considering this. He did like teaching Na'vi - he'd teach it to anyone and everyone if he could - but Quaritch was using it against the People. Not because he actually liked the language. "Maybe." He paused. "But your accent is crap."
That brought another smile out of Quaritch, and this time Spider couldn't help but join him. The pair met eyes and Spider awkwardly looked away, unwilling to let Quaritch see that part of him.
"Well, that just proves I need more practice then, doesn't it?" Quaritch said, still amused. "How do you say 'thanks'?"
Spider rolled his eyes at the sea. "Irayo."
"Well. Irayo, Spider."
Spider reluctantly grinned, unsure whether he was laughing at the man's pitiful attempt at the Na'vi syllables, or something else. Maybe he just enjoyed this. "Nìprrte."
Quaritch clearly didn't know what he'd said, but that didn't stop him from shuffling a couple of inches closer and putting a tentative arm around Spider's shoulders.
Spider tensed. This was new. They hadn't done this before.
He remained on edge for a few moments, then decided Quaritch clearly didn't mean any harm by it, so he relaxed minutely under the touch.
Minutes passed, without either of them speaking. Spider didn't want to be the one to break the silence. Then, (he wasn't sure what came over him) he realised he'd leaned his head into Quaritch's side. Strangely, he wasn't really that embarrassed anymore. He was too tired. The Sun was on the verge of disappearing over the horizon now, and Spider felt his heavy eyelids begin to droop as the clouds turned from pink to orange to yellow. When he next opened his eyes, only a purple haze remained of the dusk.
Noises from behind them brought both back to reality. The soldiers were closing the exposed top deck for the night, and the recoms were loudly grumbling about going inside for dinner.
"Come on," Quaritch spoke, "Dinner. Let's not have you falling asleep on me here."
"Thanks da-"
Oh.
Oh, shit.
Fuck.
Spider stopped himself before the whole word had slipped out, but the one syllable that had managed to escape was enough.
Quaritch froze, turning to Spider.
Spider froze, staring at Quaritch.
Quaritch had his mouth parted, gawking at Spider as if waiting for him to finish.
Spider's mind had emptied. What had he just said? What had he done? Fuck, he couldn't believe this. It had just slipped out, traitorously, and now everything was ruined. Spider couldn't look at the man any longer - he quickly stared at the ground instead, starting to get up and pretend that nothing had ever happened.
Was ignoring it making it worse?
Would addressing it be better? He didn't think he could face it.
Quaritch still seemed dumbstruck, and Spider wasn't going to wait around for him. He crossed to where the rest of the recom squad was gathered without a word, and when he realised they were all waiting for Quaritch before going for dinner, he decided to screw that.
"See you guys there," he muttered, letting Wainfleet know where he was going before disappearing into the airlock.
As soon as he could, he whipped his mask off and threw it aside, almost running to the bathroom.
He got to the sink and splashed cold water on his face and neck, as if that would erase the memory of calling the recombinant version of his genocidal mass-murdering maniac father dad.
Fuck.
Did he even mean it? If not why had it slipped out? Spider had never accidentally called Jake dad, or anyone else for that matter. If he really was beginning to see Quaritch that way, then what did that say about him? His insides suddenly felt extremely unpleasant. He stared at his dirty reflection. Sweat and sea air had done a number on his face, and the few blue stripes that remained were faded and smudged in places. He looked a state.
How was he ever going to face Quaritch again? He couldn't go back out there. He couldn't.
But he must. What was he gonna do, stay locked inside a bathroom for the rest of his life? Fuck.
He ran his hands over his face and hair, attempting to make himself look slightly more put together. He took a deep breath, trying to control his heart beat, and with a sudden surge of determination he turned and pulled the door handle.
He didn't know how Quaritch would act when he joined them, but Spider tried not to think about it. As far as he was concerned, he was going to act perfectly normal, like nothing had ever happened. They'd never have to talk about it.
He desperately hoped that Quaritch was thinking the same.
Please ignore the fact that the Sea Dragon doesn't have a bow with railings that you can sit and watch the scenery on Nìprrte: you're welcome
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midwestmade29 · 6 months
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“Do you understand me?” 😈
Well, I had every intention tonight to continue writing chapter 3 for [Leave Before You Love Me] but I kept staring at the screen blankly 😖 I really want to continue it so I hope I can get my shit together and do so ASAP. Instead, my brain came up with this smutty little number 🤭 @madhatterbri had me in my feels from her [story] she wrote yesterday and therefore mine was born 😂
If you are not 18+ years old, PLEASE KEEP SCROLLING. Do not interact with this story.
Due to the explicit nature, this story is NSFW or minors.
Some topics/theme(s) of this story may not be suitable and/or triggering for some readers. Read at your own discretion.
Dominant male, mentions of being punished (sexually), anger/frustration, (slight) edging, unprotected sex.
Word count: 943
The story takes place at a party/event that you and Christian Cage are attending.
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Christian’s obsession with Nick was really starting to wear on your nerves tonight. Any other time you knew better than to complain or show any disdain towards his “Golden Boy,” but right now you just didn’t care. You let your frustrations bubble to the surface the more Christian carried on, rolling your eyes and sighing. “He’s a good boy, a special one. I couldn’t imagine a better son. He’s my pride and joy!” Christian raved. “More like a pain in the ass if you ask me…” you mumbled under your breath. One of the people in the group you and Christian were mingling with must’ve heard you because they covered their mouth and snickered. You looked up at Christian to see if he heard you too, leaving you disappointed when he pressed on without skipping a beat. “Nick has a bright future ahead of him, thanks to my guidance. He’s a smart boy choosing to follow my direction.” The same person that laughed at your “pain in the ass” remark piped up, asking what your opinion on Nick was while sporting a big grin. They probably got the hint that you weren’t Nick’s biggest fan, so you were certain they just wanted to stir the pot. With a dry laugh you responded, “You want my opinion on the precious Golden Boy? I think he’s a brat that needs to be knocked down a peg. He’s a 6ft obnoxious baby! I could go on and on!” The entire group of people around you burst out in laughter, everyone except Christian. You could feel his anger radiating off him, causing a cold chill to run down your spine. It was in that moment that you knew you had messed up big time.
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With his jaw clenched, Christian excused the two of you from the group conversation. He grabbed hold of your wrist and pulled you in the direction of the stairs, his grip remaining firm. You tried to pull it free, but he only squeezed harder. “Where are we going Christian?!” you questioned the further you got up the staircase. He didn’t answer you with words, but the scowl on his face was all the answer you needed. Christian scoured the hallway for an empty room before choosing the host’s personal office at the end of the hallway. Once the two of you crossed the threshold, he released your wrist and walked further in the room, standing with his back towards you. “Shut the door.” He ordered. Recognizing the tone in his voice, you quickly did as you were told. “Christian, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say all of that. I just couldn’t stand to hear one more word about Nick…” You trailed off when Christian abruptly turned around and pinned your body against the door with his. “Don’t you ever talk that way about my son again!” He warned. “But did I lie though?” you hissed back defiantly. Christian grabbed your jaw with his large hand forcing you to look him in his darkened eyes. “Not only did you disrespect my son, but you also disrespected me while I was conducting business. Is that something my good girl is supposed to do?” “No.” was all you offered him. “No? No what?” he cautioned as he released your jaw from his hand. “No, sir…”
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“That’s right, baby. There’s a multitude of ways I’d like to punish you for your little outburst, but we’re limited on time and resources, so I’ll just have to settle on fucking you up against this door until you learn some manners.” Christian boldly stated. Your core instantly ignited with fire, causing you to shiver and moan against his lips when they collided with yours. He moved your hands down to his belt buckle and you took the hint and made quick work of removing his pants and boxer briefs. Without hesitation, Christian lifted you up so your center was aligned with his hard length, your legs wrapped around his waist pulling him even closer to you. With one hand he slid your dress up to your hips and moved your panties to the side before pushing himself inside of you. The sudden fullness you felt in your lower half caused your head to fall back against the door and your eyes to skewer shut. Christian cursed under his breath at your tightness as you bounced up and down against the door, allowing him to go deeper inside of you with every thrust. The door rattled in its frame the faster he moved, causing the delicious pressure to build rapidly in your core. Christian took notice and asked breathlessly, “You want to cum baby? You want to let yourself go all over me?” You nodded your head yes, which caused Christian to stop moving and pull himself out of you. You groaned loudly at the sudden loss of contact, frustration replacing the feeling of ecstasy that had consumed your entire body. “What’s wrong baby? Frustrated?” he teased with a ruthless smile on his face. The both of you started to hear voices and footsteps echo down the hallway, so Christian released you slowly allowing you to slide down the door to your feet. With one finger placed over your mouth signaling you to remain quiet, Christian pulled you against his body walking you over to the wooden desk in the center of the room. Before spinning you around and bending you over the desk to finish what he had started against the door, Christian placed his lips mere inches away from yours and growled up against them, “Don’t you ever interrupt my business like that again. Do. You. Understand. Me?” “Yes, sir…”
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Ugh he’s sooo freaking fun to write about 🥵
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mooncat-arts · 2 months
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Another toji sketch 😌
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