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#I give good dad hugs
shibaraki · 11 months
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sending all my love to those of us who have had to endure neglect and abuse at the hand of our fathers. to the people sharing a tumultuous relationship with their fathers. or those that have gone no contact with their fathers. or people who’ve grown up without any fatherly figures. or those who’ve lost their fathers. it’s a difficult day and I wish I could gather you all in a big hug. you’re all invited to my house I am going to cook for you and we can watch classic 90s teen comedies
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kennahjune · 4 months
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Teen Dad AU
Part 2!!
Starting the tag list with: @mugloversonly @jackiemonroe5512 @thestarslittleking @jonesen4coffee @virginlemontea @blackpanzy @littlebluejane @paintsplatteredandimperfect @astrid-nomically-steddie @maferisa-7 @phantomrose17 @child-of-cthuhlu @sofadofax @thoughtfulbreadpolice @fandomnerd103 @artemisiscursed @croatoan-like-its-hot @silenzioperso @myownworstenemyyy @feral-possums-in-the-bog @mente-sindescanso @mrslectermoriarty @y4r3luv @a-couchpotato @aknelimdoogladania @she-collects-smut
Thursday came in a false sense of security.
Steve woke up to the gentle sun in his face, the breeze of an open window in his hair, and his son’s chubby baby fingers wrapped around his hand.
Steve grinned sleepily at Louie and laughed when baby Louie smiled so wide back at him that his paci fell out.
Steve held Louie close while preparing a small breakfast of eggs and toast, then continued to hold him while making his bottle and setting out a few cheese puffs for him teethe on.
Steve made sure Louie ate first, helping him hold the bottle and then laughing at the pure mess he makes with the cheese puffs. Then Steve himself ate. Clean up was quick enough witch a wet rag and a speedy wipe-down.
Later on, just as Steve was thinking about preparing lunch, the front doors opened.
“Shit. Shit shit shit SHIT.” Steve angrily whispered to himself. Little Louie stared at him from where he was propped on the couch, not a thought behind his wide eyes. Though he obviously knew something was wrong with his dad.
Steve was quick to buckle Louie into his car seat, bundling him up with a blanket and giving him his bear.
“Stephan? Are you in the living room? Come grab our bags, please,” Cynthia Harrington called from down the hall.
There was no getting out of this. No way of getting Louie to the car without his parents seeing. But he’s sure they already knew of the baby, or suspected something. Mr. and Mrs. Lincoln were nosy motherfuckers set on ruining Steve’s life.
Steve sighed and looked at Louie. He knelt in front of the car seat and rubbed a hand gently on his son’s face. Louie grabbed his finger and smiled around his paci.
Steve wanted to cry.
“Stephan! Your mother called you so answer her!” Richard Harrington yelled. Steve heard the wind outside pick up aggressively and cursed the mornings sunshine.
“Coming!”
Steve padded into the hallway where his parents were taking off their jackets. Cynthia and Richard were picture-perfect— or they would’ve been. If it weren’t for the pressed line of his mother’s mouth and the hard line of his father’s jaw. Steve knew what was coming before they did.
“Stephan, the bags.” Were his mothers first words to him. Not “Hi, son, how have you been?” Not “Sorry we’ve been gone for nearly 8 months.” Not “How are you feelings after that concussion from last November? We’re terribly sorry we couldn’t stop work to simply call and make sure you were ok.”
No. None of that. Instead he was demanded around like a fucking dog.
“Um. Actually, I had to talk to you both. If you don’t mind—“
“Save it. Take the bags upstairs and meet us in the living room,” Richard stated harshly.
Steve flinched. He hated himself for flinching. But they couldn’t go in the living room. Not while Louie was still in there.
“Actually, dad— it’s very important and I just really need to talk to you guys—“
“Stephan!”
Steve winced at the pitchy tone of his mother.
“Please, I promise— It’ll be worth your time, just— just give a minute, please.” He was begging now. He hated begging.
Richard had grown tired of Steve’s fumbling for words and shoved past him. Steve knocked into the wall with the harshness.
“Stephan, you will listen to your mother and take the bags upstairs and meet us—“
“Dad, wait—“
Richard stopped in the doorway to the living room, whatever insult or command he was going to throw Steve’s way dying on his tongue.
“Stephan. Why, in the Lord’s name, is there a baby’s car seat in my living room?”
His tone was calm. Steve knew better than to think he was actually anything other than furious.
“Thats— that’s what I needed to speak to you about. Please, I—“
Steve should’ve anticipated the slap.
But he didn’t. And his head snapped to the side with the force that left him seeing stars.
Steve didn’t stay long enough to listen to his dad yelling slurs or his mom crying. He simply grabbed Louie’s car seat, picked up his shoes by the door, and left.
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Steve had been driving for near three hours before he pulled over. He’d circled the entirety of town before finally pulling into a small dirt path by the quarry. Belatedly he realized someone was crying.
He hurried to get out of the car, rounding to the back and sliding into the backseat to sit next to Louie’s car seat. But Louie wasn’t crying, he was sound asleep.
Steve realized he was crying.
He startled when a broken sob tore itself out of his throat. He hurried out of the car and dragged himself the few yards to the edge of the quarry.
He sat down and let the rain pelt him from all angles. His face stung. Steve knew the slap would bruise phenomenally in the morning. It’d probably affect his tips at work.
He swung his feet idly on the edge, belatedly realizing he wasn’t wearing his shoes or even socks for that matter. His heels where starting to bleed from each time he rammed them into the rocks on the edge of the cliff.
Steve doesn’t know how long he sat there in the rain. He snapped back to reality when a particularly loud burst of thunder rumbled in his gut. He went back to the car.
Louie was still sound asleep. Steve figured he himself should most likely sleep as well. He didn’t know when he’d be able to get a place for them, but he’d already been saving up.
He curled up in the back seat next to baby Louie. He didn’t bother with a blanket, and he knew he’d get a cold with his clothes still being wet, but he deemed it fine.
Steve’s sleep was fitful and restless. Filled with slurs and yelling and running from monsters that shouldn’t exist.
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It was a week before he finally got a place.
Not that long, sure. But it was a week of pure dread and exhaustion and nightmares.
The trailer he was looking at was located near the edge of Forest Hills. It was two bedroom one bathroom and had a small living room (with no ceiling light) and a kitchen (that barely had any wiggle room). But it was his.
He’d been at work when he got the call— as that was where he told the landlord to call. Mason— the line cook— called him back.
“Hey Steve-o! That landlord guys on the phone!”
Steve jumped so hard he nearly spilled the waters he was carrying.
“Be right there, Mace!”
Steve was quick to get the waters to the table 7 and take their orders for the night before he rushed back. He tossed his notepad at Mason and snatched the phone.
“Hi, Mr. Gardison!” he greeted cheerily.
“Stephen, hi. So…”
And Steve was given the trailer.
He was vibrating with excitement by the end of his call. When Steve returned the phone to its holder he was picked up from the ground in a bear hug. He laughed and hugged Mason back.
“You got the place!” Mason cheered.
“I got the place!” Steve laughed.
The rest of his day went swimmingly. He would be able to officially move into the trailer on Friday— which was fine by him. Two days of waiting was nothing.
Steve was given congratulations from a few of the regulars. Mr. Jinkins gave him a good slap on the shoulder while Miss. Gladson pulled him into a hug. They tipped him an extra 5 dollars each before they left.
At the end of his Wednesday shift, Steve gave out hugs to most of his coworkers. Mason, Allya, and his boss Michelle got hugs while George and Gwen got high fives. Steve left feeling light on his feet with a to-go bag for dinner.
Thursday was filled with the lunch rush. Steve had to take his break early to check on baby Louie in the back. He felt bad turning George’s manager office into a daycare but George assured him it was fine.
“Hey honey,” Steve’s cooed at the baby in his arms. “How are you doing, huh love? You’ve been cooped up for so long I know.”
Louie gripped his baby hands into the front of Steve’s apron. He was back in the kitchens today, Allya taking his place up front waitressing.
Steve hopped around and lightly bounced Louie against his chest, humming quietly and gently.
Louie whined and continued to cry.
“I know Louie, I know. You hungry? Hang on baby.”
Steve made sure Louie was fed and burped and laid him done for a nap. He only had an hour of his shift left.
Thursday finished off normally and Steve left with his usual dinner. He drove out to the quarry and parked before sitting in the backseat with Louie to eat.
Eventually he took Louie out of the car and sat with him on the rocky ground of the quarry. Steve held Louie close in his lap, letting the baby play with his hands and fingers and babble about nothing and everything.
Steve occasionally answered with little gums of encouragement, but for the most part he let baby Louie talk to himself. He was lost in thought, daydreaming about the trailer and how they got to move in tomorrow.
Before Steve knew it Louie had fallen asleep and he himself was on the verge. He got them both settled in the backseat once more and allowed himself to drift off.
We’re finally, maybe, getting somewhere lol. Tag list is open to everyone still, feel free to ask for a place!! We’ll get into some of Steve’s school life in the next part hopefully 🤞
Part 3:
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tending-the-hearth · 2 months
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thinking about how canonically the pevensie siblings are 13, 12, 10, and 8 in "the lion, the witch, and the wardrobe"
thinking about how lucy needed a stool to be able to get up onto her throne, how peter's sword is a little too large for him, how susan's bow is a little too difficult for her to pull back, how edmund's shield nearly covers his entire body.
thinking about the pevensie siblings and their first few months in narnia, getting to know their new people, and half the narnians sitting there horrified because WHAT have these literal babies been through to give them such traumatized, old eyes, and the other half of the narnians are preparing to adopt them, no it doesn't matter that they're the rules, they're children who are being put in charge of too many things, and if peter looks at the old man council long enough he's going to cry, so someone needs to give him paternal support while aslan is off doing Lion Jesus Stuff™️ and whoops oreius is being nice and encouraging and now he's adopted his kings and queens they're his kids now he doesn't make the rules.
just the narnians and the pevensies being thrown into it together, and just as the pevensies will do anything to protect their new kingdom, the narnians will do anything to protect their rules, because let's be honest, these children have no sense of self-preservation, and are far too overprotective of each other and their people to take into account their own safety, so a lot of battles it's just one of the pevensie siblings running headfirst into danger with oreius running after them because his kids are feral and don't know proper royalty manners and won't threatening old kings from different countries because they're being assholes and the last time one of them tried undermining the queens susan called him a self-righteous asshole and lucy tried to stab him SOMEONE help him corral his children please
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br1ghtestlight · 3 months
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btw. if you even care
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roselise · 1 month
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ʚ 🎀 ɞ ⊹ . ˚ * . Hello, sweet friends ! ♡
It has been a while since I shared an outfit so I thought I might as well put this one up here ♡
(Some might have seen this on my other blog? Well I will put this up here anyway for those who did not! It is still a very nice outfit after all)
I know it is a bit simple, but the ribbon and tights make it special ! This was an outfit for going to the bookstore, but it is nice for school and lots of other places, too c:
What about everyone else? Was sort of places have you been going ??
I am sorry I have been so quiet and have not replied to things yet! I will do so when I feel better, and truly I hope no one feels ignored ♡
Seeing everyone’s kindness during this time has really warmed my heart though — so thank you *so* much!
It means much to me, and I am giving all that love back times a *billion* in return ♡
Sending soft hugs & sweet thoughts to all my friends! I pray that everyone has a blessed day, and takes care ~ !
⊹ 🤍 ˚ . 🎀 ⊹ ˚ ♡
♡ ⊹ . ˚ 🧁 XOXO ⊹
⊹ 🧸 ˚ . 🤍 ⊹ ˚ ♡
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sysig · 5 months
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Let him dad her!! (Patreon)
#Doodles#Adventure Time#Fionna and Cake#Fionna Campbell#Simon Petrikov#I cannot BeLieve that they didn't hug at any point - illegal. One million years dungeon#She slapped him (deservedly) but they didn't hug by the end??? I had to fix it#Jerry is my favourite episode so that at least was an easy choice lol#If anywhere would be a good place to cross that line it would be to comfort her! I can't imagine he'd initiate tho haha#She's just seeking comfort so badly <3 I know she's at least legally considered an adult but she's still a kid!#And Simon just keeps adopting kids lol#He's a good dad :) Not a perfect one but y'know? He helps where he can#Sometimes all we need is a parent figure giving you a hug and saying ''You know what? You're right - this sucks. But I see you''#Fionna's quite interesting 'cause like - she's meant to be a Finn but there are a lot of differences between her and quite a few Finns!#A lot of that is Because she lived in Simon's head for so long but I wonder - most Finns have decent support systems and she seems a little#Well not lacking Exactly but her fallbacks aren't as numerous - and she's not able to fulfill her life's purpose so she's just kinda wayward#Seeing that kind of Finn finally able to spread their wings but still have a lot of Finn trappings like naivety and impulsivity ♪#She's interesting! I quite like her :D Plus it's cool to see her natural EQ when she calls out Simon later in this episode unknowingly haha#I stopped at episode eight for a while but year her line about ''Then you got on the bus right? :D'' and him refuting it#Hmmm ♪ It was certainly interesting - I'm glad they addressed it :)#Plus she's fun to draw haha ♫ Her bunny ears! And the jacket she took from Martin </3 She has a fun design#And as always Simon is fun to draw :) Especially piecemeal here haha - just his mouth or just his eyes ♪ Cute :)
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theprodigypenguin · 5 months
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Dragon finally meets Luffy face to face and reacts as chill as you'd expect but on the inside he's just
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clarisse-doodles · 2 months
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Cass + ballet 🩰 (ft. supportive siblings and good dad Bruce)
I love the idea of Cass enjoying dance. It's an outlet that allows her to express herself without words, and I think she would enjoy the highly technical aspect of ballet combined with its storytelling and emotional side. and as a former dancer I always have fun imagining my fav characters do ballet :)
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cienie-isengardu · 7 months
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Mortal Kombat 1 Behind the Scenes: Special Bonus
[Cage's Mansion] [Waiting for Liu Kang]
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swiftwaterprawn · 11 months
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Omega rates hugs
Wrecker gives great hugs; solid and reassuring. But he is also very fidgety, so they sadly don't last very long. 8/10.
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Tech almost never wants a hug. So Tech hugs are rare but very special. But after a few moments he'll start talking about the next thing he has to do or something interesting he learned. Omega enjoys listening to Tech, but sometimes she just wants the soothing calm and quiet. 7/10
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Hunter gives frequent short hugs. Not the long bone-comforting hugs she sometimes craves. And he thinks way too loud. The guy is constantly tense. 6/10
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Echo is very tactile. But very cold. All that metal just leeches his body heat and Omega herself is not warm enough to warm him up. But he is always there for as long as she needs him. 8/10 (if you remember to have a blanket with you)
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Crosshair, against all expectations, gives the best hugs. It took a long time for Omega to work up the courage to hug Crosshair, as he never volunteered one. She climbed into his bunk one day when he was feeling under the weather and simply curled into his side. He made room for her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. After that first time, Omega got bolder and bolder in seeking hugs from him. He is warm, and still, and quiet, and always willing to hug. Just don't expect him to offer. 9/10
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Bonus: Crosshair's favourite to hug is, in fact, Echo. There is a knack to keeping Echo's legs warm and once you do, he is like an infinite hot water bottle. Crosshair refuses to tell Omega how.
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Anya saying this made me sad. We know that Loid has been trying his best to go easier on her and remind himself that she’s just a kid but, at the end of the day, the unfortunate reality is that the fate on the world depends on this baby. Loid knows that. She knows that. It’s a lot of pressure to put on a four year old but Loid has to be strict on her grades because the mission is so important to ensure the peaceful lives of so many, including Anya herself.
However, I’ve been thinking about how Loid has been trying to find this balance between allowing her to be a kid while still making sure she’s focusing on her studies. And he’s been doing a great job— he becomes a better father each day. But there are still times when maybe he’s a little harsher on her than necessary.
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The thing is, though, we know he’s proud of her. We know he acknowledges how hard she’s been working, even if he can’t bring himself to say it out loud.
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Something that we also know is that Anya craves her father’s praise. Not only is she a little girl with a tough past, but the Forger family is a certified words-of-affirmation-as-their-love-language™ type of family, so of course she would want to be told that she’s doing a good job by the person she loves most. It’s a good thing Anya can read his mind and hear what he’s really thinking, but it’s not the same as hearing it from his own mouth.
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So then I started thinking: Why doesn’t he tell Anya what he’s thinking? Why doesn’t he praise her and encourage her?
Well, I think it’s because he doesn’t deem himself worthy of praising her. We know from his conversation with Yor back in the first part of the anime that he doesn’t think Anya sees him as a real father— And perhaps he’s just trying to convince himself of that; the idea that she’s not really that attached to him, so that it’s easier to say goodbye when the time comes— But, based on this conversation, we know he believes that, because he’s not her “real” father, his words have no effect on her.
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Yes, he had a very productive discussion with Yor about this, and she helped him see it from a completely different point of view (the only point of view aka the fact that Anya loves them both unconditionally and sees them as her only parents), but it’s not like one conversation is enough to really ingrain something in your brain. Just like how, even though Loid has constantly reassured her that it’s not true, Yor still has moments where she feels like a failure as a mother/wife.
Loid doesn’t praise Anya because he doesn’t think it’s his place, since he thinks that Anya doesn’t see him as her actual father. And it makes me really sad because we all know that this baby loves him and Yor more than anything in the world, and all she wants is to make them proud.
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But it’s good to see that Anya thinks he’s nice, even if he can be a bit of a monster sometimes 🫶🏼
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0tr45hm0uth · 5 months
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him… oh him… *inconsolable crying*
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Thinking abt when Hannibal made Abigail a smiley face breakfast. If you ignore all the manipulation he's actually such a fun dad
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opens-up-4-nobody · 2 months
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#its so weird. i feel like march 5th went on for more than a day somehow. i guess that's just bc we were awake for just abt all of it#my dad wanted to start doing things immediately so he was calling and scheduling all day. we went to the funeral home we went to the store#and it was weird bc as we were moving around it was like wow we r a 4 person family now. this is it. and theres so much to do after a person#dies. or at least there is when they were loved so much and jesus christ my mom was one of the best ppl a LOT of ppl knew. she did so much#for so so many ppl. and with her childhood she had every reason to b a fuck up but no she was kind and selfless and amazing. her mother is#trying to bask in the attention of her death when its like: truely go fuck urself. her being such a good person has nothing to do with u. u#treated her appallingly. fuck off. and fucking everyone knows it. god. she is a product of her grandparents kindness. and it sounds like her#dad was amazing like her. but he tragically died in a car wreck when she was 3. she was in the car. no one in my mums family believes in a#god now. too many bad things happened to the shining gems in a collection of wild alcoholics. but its not all bad. my family's staying close#my dad is taking it hard bc this means hes alone now and my mum took care of so many things bc she was so smart and he feels so dumb. he#feels he didnt deserve her. hes working on giving more hugs now. and hes using us to anxiously talk things out the way he did with mom#which is good. i cant imagine if this happened when we werent 3 adults and he was windowed with 3 kids to raise himself. and its funny. were#saying things we never would have told her. we looked thru pictures of her and she was so so beautiful. a total smoke show. my parents were#a cute couple who produced cute kids. and my mom had trouble communicating and being affectionate tho we knew she loved us there was#distance. theres a pic of my dad pulling her close and shes being tippef towarf her while standing away and thats indicitive of their#relationship. they were 2 partners who lived together independently and that worked but its sad bc my mum couldnt b vulnerable in her#expression. ppl r being so kind tho. ill be in ohio now for like 2.5 more weeks as the funeral stuff shakes out. we have to have 2 bc she#grew up away from her and so many ppl loved her in both locations. she was a popular lady. its so weird to b here on pause. but i feel clear#in my head. i think this will change a lot of my outlook on life. its nice to focus on the person she was and not the horrible 12hrs where i#saw her half dead. i cant imagine how awful it was for my sisters and dad to see her downslide into death. she didnt expect this to b The#Fever that killed her but it did and now she'll never finish a million things. and the house is full of pill bottles and all her junk and#unopened amazon packages and a truck with the fuel left on empty. bc she was an absent minded goofball. ay. well miss her so much#unrelated
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aqqleshiqqing-archive · 8 months
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honestly, i still find it so funny how Pokemon N Harmonia™ aka the Greenest Man Ever on This Tender Earth didn't swoon me. like not even when I was younger /lh he is very handsome that's for sure but i was like nahhh
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theautisticjedi · 5 months
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Teenage Vanessa vibes
But I fear that they already got all the best parts of me / And I'm sorry that I couldn't always be your teenage dream
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They all say that it gets better, it gets better the more you grow / Yeah, they all say that it gets better, it gets better, but what if I don't?
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