#letters to dad

[lettersonlosingdad]

What I write when a friend loses a parent

First off, you never need to respond to this. Second, life is unfair and this sucks and is awful and I am so so sorry you are going through it.

I won’t tell you it gets easier to live without them, but I promise it does get easier to remember the good times, to hear their favorite song on the radio and not change it, to order their favorite drink on their birthday at a bar and not have to wipe away more than just a tear or two while you smile. There is another side to this pain and grief where it lives with you instead of against you, when it settles in your heart instead of squeezing it tight.

Don’t be afraid to say their name and mention them in stories to anyone. The first time someone you don’t know well asks about them and you have to say that they’re gone, your heart will race. The “oh I’m so sorry” and pity on their faces is something you somehow get used to. “Oh they passed away” will roll off your tounge one day and yet you’ll still pick up the phone to call them sometimes when sitting in traffic. There’s a strange thing that will happen to time- it divides into before they left and after and yet sometimes that line gets blurry. I always reach for my phone to call dad when I’m putting gas in my car. I say hi to him in my head now. It helps a little.

Lastly, if you’re feeling numb right now, that is fine. If you can’t stop crying, that is fine. If you want to go back to work and life and just ignore this terrible unfair cruel thing that has happened; that is fine. There is no right way to deal with this. And if you want someone to talk to, or someone to watch old movies with and not talk at all, I am here.

#losing a parent #letters to dad #losing dad #loss and grief #grief #loss

[brokendreamsandpyramidschemes]

Oh, dear dad. How do I tell you that your efforts make me sad. You're bettng on the wrong horse all this time. And I can't you that your money going down the drain without setting myself on fire.

#tagtalk #letters to dad

[muzaktomyears]

she gets it

#😭😭😭😭 #the most relatable thing ever written #early bob dylan girlie #from a letter to sing out! magazine in 1962 #found in one of my dad's many many dylan biogs #bob dylan

[flamingpudding]

Message to the past

Was one nice family dinner in the Wayne Family really possible? Jason was starting to think it wasn't. The evening started out so well, for once he did not have any sort of beef with Bruce for the moment. He got to spend time with Alfred preparing the dinner. Neither Demon Brat nor Pretender were at each other's throats because of a case yet and there was no argument about to happen with Dickie either and he didn't feel like avoiding Bruce. Did he mention he didn't feel like leaving the Manor at the first sight of his old man?

Everything felt like it was gearing up to be a nice and well deserved family dinner with all his siblings being in one space for once.

That was until a Lazarus Green portal opened and a fucking silver green tin can smack dab hit him square in the face. Causing him to fall backwards in his chair and hitting his head painfully on the floor. Why didn't they have carpet in the dinner room again? Oh right, someone -one of his siblings- got mud all over it after patrol and Alfred decided the dinner room didn't need it anymore.

Once the first shock of what had just happened passed. They got to inspect the tin can and found a letter inside it.

Dear future Dad,

Gramps Clockwork spoilered that there is a mess up in the timeline because of the speedsters and I can fix it like this, which is why I am writing this. Please pick me up in the attached location marked on the map. My current self is in need of saving and I honestly would like to spare myself at least a little of the trauma that's about to happen.

Also please bring some explosives. You always regretted not blowing up a corupted govermental facility, so here is your chance of doing so! Be proud, though. I blew up a bunch of them in the future, with supervision, of course, from my uncles and aunts, so great grandpa wouldn't worry.

Please pick me up? Thanks if you do!

Your future adopted son.

PS: please ignore any complains my current self might have. I was in server need of a real parental figure and as you like to say as stubborn as grandpa.

PSS: also please stop antagonizing grandpa about my adoption. It's bad enough that you had to fight him over it in the first place.

PSSS: please bring great grandpa's cookies, I beg you please! I swear I will do all my schoolwork and be a straight A student if you do!

The girls of the family started to pout while the boys exchanged glances. Jason narrowed his eyes at his brothers. There was a silent argument happening and Bruce was watching them all also.

But if there was one thing Jason was sure about. It was that the tin can smacked him in the face. Which meant the letter was his and the time shenanigans arson kid with sass was going to be his kid. His brothers AND Bruce can fight him over that.

Like the kid has said in his letter.

#dp x dc #danny fenton #jason todd #bruce wayne #dick grayson #damian wayne #duke thomas #cassandra cain #tim drake #danny phantom #dpxdc #crossover #dcxdp #fanfic #danny wrote a letter to the past #asking his future dad to come save him #jason is set on getting the arson kid #he will fight bruce over it #a kid thats willing enough to mess with time and blows up corrupt goverment buildings? #that just screams red hood junior #tho some of his brothers might fight him over it #maybe cass will too anyway #just because the letter was adressed to a dad didnt mean she couldn't fight for the kid too #let the adoption battle begin #clockwork got the popcorn ready to watch the chaos unfold #can be kind of crackish i think...

[uncanny-tranny]

It is my sincerest and unironic belief that we must invest in preserving "old technology." The more we move to a hegemonic, easily-surveilled way of living, the worse we will find this world to be.

Letters, public phones and transport, cash, and so much more are key to ensuring both freedom of movement and information, but also to combat the surveillance state. We need to preserve the ability to both access the world but also to be untraceable. I truly hope more people start to recognize this. It isn't about nostalgia for the past. It is about ensuring that we are actually afforded freedom, from the richest person to the person who lives on the sidewalk.

#politics #i was ranting at my dad about how pissed i am that the US has essentially killed the payphone because we have smartphones #imagine killing letters because 'oough we have email though!!!' #i'm sure people advocate for abolishing mail (and i have seen it firsthand) but i don't agree with it #we must preserve freedom of movement and information and that includes making it as accessible and public as possible imo #i do not want to live in a world wherein my smartphone is both what i MUST rely on but it is also traceable 24/7/52/365 #'if you're innocent you have nothing to hide' is a fucking cop-out to permit a surveillance state by the way #it is flawed logic and i think that logic is part of the reason we got to this point #'why do you need cash? that's kind of suspicious to not LET people trace your purchases' like come ON

[parisoonic]

every nice night at the pub ends in paperwork for Miss Pauling

#tf2 fanart #tf2 medic #tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 miss pauling #tried something different with my lettering this time oh and BOXES make an apperance #sorry this is a silly stream of conciousness comic whoops #if this was animated he'd had 5 o clock shadow during the first half of the comic and then pop up BOING clean shaven #it didn't work very well visually but that was my vision #every time i draw medic he gets more and more 50s dad im so sorry

[little-cat-press]

Sometime when my older siblings were little, my dad discovered that they found stories about his childhood more entertaining if he told them as "One time my friend Frederick..." instead of "One time when I was a kid...", and thus Frederick Stories were born.

I loved hearing Frederick Stories growing up, and so did all of my siblings. At some point, Dad decided to write (some of) them down, and a year or two ago I asked him for the file.

And now, currently in the mail to arrive late for Christmas, is a hand-bound copy of his book.

Two copies, actually, because I'm also sending one to his parents. He mentioned in the introduction that when he had first written these stories down, he had given them a copy for Christmas, and I thought they would like to have another, probably more nicely bound, one.

There's a third copy for me, but it took me long enough to finish these two before Christmas, and my copy isn't finished yet. Mostly, but not quite.

It is bound in a nice brown cloth I have, and titled with gold paint, because I thought it would lend it a sort of Old Book vibe that I thought would go well with the title.

Hence also the gothic font for the title.

I also did a few experiments with ways of turning cloth into bookcloth, which is why the two books are a bit different in color. The one on the right in the above picture is the original cloth color.

The edges are gilded with the same gold paint as the title is done in, which also helps with the Old Fancy Book vibe I wanted.

Almost all of the stories opened with "One day, Frederick..." or "One time, Frederick...", and I picked a nice ornamental font for the dropcaps there.

#little cat press #bookbinding #size: half letter #bound by me #a gift #author: my dad #gifted to my dad #gifted to my grandma #gifted to my grandpa

[ladyofthenoodle]

marinette finally works up the courage to tell adrien the truth about his father and he’s just like “i know” and rips off his jacket to reveal the peacock miraculous

#marinette coming clean about gabe is the new marinette confessing her love #i hope she writes him a letter about it and mixes it up again and some rando gets akumatized because they think their dad was hawkmoth #meanwhile adrien thinks marinette really wants him to make her this recipe for clam chowder and spends the day searching for fresh clams #why did i put this in the tags it’s funnier than my actual post #ah well too late now #miraculous ladybug #ml recreation #noodling

[pineappical]

would calling this something like "the sun to his earth" be a little bit too cliche? maybe...

#ted lasso #ted lasso fanart #tedependent #trent crimm #ted x trent #I JUST GAHH!! GAAAHH!!! I HAVE MANY FEELINGS ABOUT THEM!!!!! #pn.art #YEAH IM NOT IMMUNE TO THE SUN/MOON WHATEVER THEHELL :/ #since i probably wont be able to draw what i have in mind rn id just say it now. i have this thought about stars on the ceiling and how ted #and trent grew up with different fathers. how ted had a loving dad who he wished he told him more how much he meant to ted #and trent's father being more strict. wanting him to be something else. a stronger man. someone who played football. and how glow in the #dark stars is just a core part to many kids' childhoods and how ted probably had them and trent didnt #IDK.. IDK IM THINKING ABOUT IT... im making zero sense and this is a thought that goes nowhere but i just love the imagery of it all SNIFFS #something something ted and trent being two people who didnt want to be like their fathers but in very different ways but also so similar #enough that theyll definitely buy their own kids glow in the dark stars if they asked #IM LOSING MY MIND RN. HELLO. ANYWAYS.... #EDIT: WHY DOES TUMBLR LOVE REMOVING TH E FINAL LETTER IN SOME OF THESE TAGS

[silusvesuius]

steer clear of ....the illigitimate child of... nvm

#skyrim #oc #nelavis #my art #the OC art i make spanning across seasons just cus i wait for it to pile up and then not draw anything LMFAO #if u remove 1 letter and switch move one his name is literally n*lvas so i'm thinking in another universe he's their child #and it fits! #n*loth would impregnate t*lvas just to see what happens (❓❓) and then throw the child out #t*lvas is really heartbroken but nothing comes before his education. but he visits him sometimes #that's why nelavis can read and write and do a lot of things #nelavis will tell you sob stories of his broken family and how his mom is always being abused by his dad with a big smile - #- over at his house during tea and cracker hour #while you're confused about the weird smell coming from the basement #that's not canon though #anyways enuff of that.. maybe i'll post more OCs in the future maybe not; i actually think about them quite a lot lol.. #i'm Shy

[livwritesstuff]

‘tis my birthday today (it’s gotta be one of the worst birthdays to have, we don’t need to talk about it) anyways that’s where this is coming from

(also i’m not trying to imply that jan 1 is eddie’s bday. i wouldn’t wish that on anybody. besides, he is def a weirdo february aquarius)

The second half of the calendar year is nothing short of pandemonium for Eddie and Steve and their three daughters.

Moe’s birthday in late July kicks it off, almost immediately followed by Steve’s birthday in early August, then Hazel’s in September. Robbie’s birthday comes mere days after Halloween, and from there they dive headfirst into the bedlam of the holiday season.

Much to Eddie's relief, they all made it to yet another New Year's Day, and while the girls are definitely feeling the end-of-winter-break blues, Eddie welcomes the reprieve in festivities, brief as it may be.

His own birthday is up next – though not for another month.

He’s really not a birthday kind of guy. Never had been.

He loves making birthdays exciting for Steve and their daughters (they have a whole slew of traditions and everything – there’s names spelled out in pancakes involved; it's a very big deal), but his own…not so much.

It managed to fly under the radar for the past few years, but since this year is the big Five-Oh, he knows Steve won’t let him get away with that again.

Eddie has a complicated relationship with his birthday. When he was younger and the weight of Birthday Importance was at its peak, he never really celebrated the way other kids got to, and now, as an adult, he doesn’t know how to feel the things you’re supposed to feel about your birthday. 

Steve does a good job, despite Eddie’s weirdness. 

His favorite, Eddie thinks, was the year Moe was born, when Steve had managed to catch him off guard by renting a tiny cottage up in Maine for a few days.

“Moe or no Moe,” Steve had asked, “I’ve got Rob and Nance on standby.”

(They’d taken Moe. She saw snow for the first time. It was amazing, and people who don't want to involve their kids in stuff are a bunch of fucking weirdos).

Steve gives him a letter every year – handwritten on notebook paper and folded into whatever cheesy card he picks out.

Eddie keeps most of the letters in a fireproof lockbox along with all their passports and social security cards and birth certificates (look – Eddie doesn’t fuck around with priceless shit), but he keeps the most recent one – the one Steve gave him for his forty-ninth birthday nearly a year ago – in the top drawer of his bedside table.

He has it pretty much memorized at this point.

It says:

Ed! (with an exclamation point and everything – god, does Eddie love him)

49.

Holy shit we’re getting old.

Writing this is making me think about all the ones from the beginning, when I’d write about our future together even though we didn’t have a damn clue what we were working towards for a while.

I think we’re in it, man. Crazy, right?

(The ink color suddenly switches from blue to purple)

Sorry for the color change. Hazy decided she needed a blue pen immediately. Hope your vision hasn’t gone totally to shit and you can still read the purple.

Anyways, since I have you hostage reading this, I’m gonna take the opportunity to discuss you, because you don’t let me in real life most of the time.

You are gorgeous. Best looking face I’ve ever seen. I wonder how much time I’ve lost off my day just staring at you (actually, not a loss. I take that back)

You suck at puzzles – I know that sounds bad, but it’s great for me. I need that to rub off on Moe because she’s getting pretty good and that’s gonna be a problem for me.

You make me laugh so fucking hard every day. I’m praying the girls get your sense of “elevated” humor or whatever you like to call it

You’re so fucking smart, Eddie. I count myself lucky for it endlessly

You are completely 100% you all the time. I’m still working on that I think but I’m getting there because of you. I’m glad all that shit we went through didn’t take that away from you.

the BEST dad. Can’t believe I didn’t say that sooner. Not to brag but our kids are turning out pretty awesome (can’t go around saying that too much though it’ll go right to their heads and then any power we have left goes out the window)

You’re probably the best person I’ve ever known. Don’t think I’ll be forgetting what a catch you are any time soon, because I won't.

Thank you for loving me even all these years later. My life is better every day that I’m with you.

We’ll keep things quiet this year. Don’t get used to it though. Next year’s gonna be a rager.

Love you always!

- Steve :) ♡ ☆

#over-the-moon in love steve absolutely writes a mean love letter #to those who get steve's sign-off -> ilysm that's an old post #shoutout to the partners of birthday-haters #y’all are doing the most and it is appreciated #steddie #liv’s steddie dads verse #steddie dads #steve harrington #eddie munson

[lettersonlosingdad]

One more dinner with you

If you could have dinner with any person dead or alive, who would it be?

A simple question, asked at job interviews and work dinners. Oh Frank Sinatra, Lucille

Ball, MLK. Ghandhi, Robin Williams.

But the truth I couldn’t bare to share at a corporate meal is I’d do anything for one more dinner with my father.

I’d pick a twelve course tasting menu, with wine pairings. I’d say at least two of the courses were made wrong and send them back, just to have more time. I’d sip everything slowly, drag the spoon through the last dregs of sauce for more time with him.

A course or two just to get used to the sound of his voice again. Can you say my name, over and over. Say I love you too. Whistle a silly tune.

I’d ask the things I never knew I wouldn’t have the time to. Tell me about your parents, the navy. Where was your favoritoe place to travel? Your favorite movie of all time? When I miss you, what song should I play over and over again because the only ones I think of make me cry?

We��d laugh. There would be joy. I’d tap the bottom of the bottle the get the last drops and make the night last longer. Can you believe I didn’t drink wine when you left and now here I am savoring a red?

“It’s too soon to end, Dad. One more story. One more glass.”

Do you send us signs? My sister thinks you send blue birds and robins and sometimes I swear you come though the radio but is that all too wishful thinking and mundane? Hug the dog for me. Give nana my love.

It’s too soon to end, Dad. Let me have these daydreams and keep you here as long as I can in any way I can.

#losing a parent #losing dad #letters to dad #grief #dinner with anyone #loss #daydreams

[lokh]

WAIT SHUROS DAD SAID HE WANTED HIM TO BRING SOMETHING BACK INTERESTING.... AND WHO IS MORE INTERESTING THAN LAIOS....

#he also cited lack of flexibility in thinking. so surely the solution is shuro realising u can like men.......... #wait... wait imagine. this wasnt the point of the post but everyone imagine with me #fake dating au but not on purpose shuro Does bring back the fucking king of the risen golden kingdom #but his dad takes it as him bringing his significant other back and says he wins #and laios goes But thats not- #and shuro claps his hand over his mouth like Wait a minute. #and when he gets back everyone agrees its the dumbest thing he could have done #im torn between chilchuck laughing or screaming at him. and kabru straight up murdering him #i dont know if itll be a recreation of the laios proximity disgust meter #or he comes back to a party popper exploding in his face with the banner Congrats on your marriage! #maybe both #god it is so difficult to come up with a ship name for them #but i need to. even if im just populating the tag with my screaming #laishuro????? maybe???? #they dont have a lot of overlapping letters... #ok laishuro is free and also this is the only post that comes up if u search it here. weve done it lads #laishuro #dungeon meshi #will that even show up in the tags anymore. im a fool

[rosepompadour]

Dearest Snow White, darling sweet angelface, you sexy little love affair for a lifetime, you lovely little girl who loves to be kissed on every inch of your fourteen square feet of creamy skin - I'll do it too - damned if I'm not a better person since we've been in love. I love you more than a hacker can show on yellow paper with a Grade B typewriter. My fingers wander idly over the noisey keys. I'm still looking for the lost chord. Until then you'll have to be satisfied with Chopsticks. I love you.

Kurt Vonnegut in a letter to Jane Cox, 1941

#vonnegut is my dad's favorite author; i'm just borrowing him for the month :) #he's more of a breakfast of champions kind of guy though #whereas i'd save the love letters if my house was on fire #that one letter he wrote to jane before dresden?! keats and nabokov? i don't know them! #kurt vonnegut #literature

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

JAME: Ever since I came out, my dad has been saying, “Are you winning, son?” every time I’m playing a game. 

JAME: It’s slowly evolved into saying, “You winning, son?” and then, “Winning, son?” 

JAME: Yesterday he dropped me off at a friend’s house and just said: 

DAD CROCKER: WIN.

#submission #homestuck #incorrect homestuck quotes #jame crocker #dad crocker #mod terezi #i'm still losing it over the name jame #like my dude i respect the commitment to the four letter name bit but surely we could have foregone that just this once?

[royaltea000]

Dead man walking

#girl dad /pos #I’ve never seen a man give off such strong omega vibes before #like that’s his baby fr #resident evil village #resident evil 8 #ethan winters #rose winters #listen bro that letter moment in the dlc made me sob so hard #let my boi be unsettling and threatening #I don’t know how to draw babies so I rolled her up lol #digital art #my art #artists on tumblr #digital illustration #procreate #digital painting #resident evil #resident evil fanart