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iriz-the-telepath · 3 days

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Kanej parent AU

imagine Inej and Kaz never really get past the major touch aversion thing but instead when Inej rescues kids off the slaver ships and they can’t be reunited with their parents she sends them back to Kaz and he has them looked after in Ketterdam to keep her happy (and to create the next generation of dregs but let’s just pretend Kaz wouldn’t have ulterior motives for once)

#kaz fucking brekker #kanej #ketterdam #kaz x inej #inej ghafa #six of crows #soc #parent au #captain ghafa #grishaverse #the dregs #kazzle dazzle #kaz brekker #kaz dirtyhands brekker #soc inej

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juniperarts · 10 days

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Wonder what he found 🤔

This is the start of how the parent au came to be.

If you'd like to see more please read the images below

I'd LOVE to make this a full on comic, and if you want to see it here's my patreon. Thanks!

#fnaf #fnaf security breach #fnaf au #glamrock freddy #fnaf gregory #fnaf fanart #five nights at freddys #five nights at freddy's #security breach #freddy fazbear #glamrock fronnie parent au #parent au #my art

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spooky-pop · 18 days

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The initial art I made to explore my Broppy Parent AU- In this AU, Branch and Poppy marry and he becomes king. While enjoying and adjusting to married life and responsibilities, Branch wakes up in the middle of the night one evening to discover they now have an egg?? So this story dives into how they navigate parenthood despite not being ready for it :)

#trolls 3 #trolls band together #broppy #trolls world tour #dreamworks trolls #trolls #trolls2 #broppy au #trolls au #parent au #trolls branch #trolls poppy #trolls movie

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sour-popsicle · 7 months

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A sleepy Legosi and a tireless Lucas 🌙

#louis beastars #beastars #lougosi #au #beastars au #legoshi #legosi #digital artist #parent au #fan comic

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colourstreakgryffin · 2 months

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Hi I’m the anon who submitted the ‘Hi! I hope you’re having a good day, I was wondering if you could do a platonic fanfic with parental Husk and Angel dust with a teen reader who tries to sneak out to prove their ‘adult’ enough to go out on their own. Maybe they get caught w a secret S/O 🤔’ ask and to answer your question I think a Huskerdust parental duo would be killer, thanks!

Hmmm… okaaay! That can work! This is my first Angel Dust writing as well! Let’s just pretend HuskerDust isn’t built on sexual harassment and that these two get married after a healthy relationship— just a little AU for a, could be, cute couple… if it’s handled better! Also, sorry… this is kinda short

Husk and Angel Dust- Growing Up

Before anything starts. Let’s establish how these two gay dads treat their adoptive teenage child!

Husk is a doting and caring but also strict and wise father. He gives off the most brutal but truthful advice and reality facts. He is a loving parent and won’t tolerate his child being mistreated or bullied so you can always turn to him when upset or in need for help, he is emotionally intelligent and protective after all

Angel, on the other hand, is the most affectionate and mindful father you’ll ever meet and have. He isn’t the one to deal out the punishments, he’s the fun one. Playing with his child, giving them unconditional love, support and encouragement but he is also quite protective. He will come running at the drop of a hat

Whilst both Husk and Angel encourage their kid to be independent and not rely so much on them, they aren’t a fan of letting you out on your own. You are still fifteen and therefore, completely vulnerable to this nightmarish hellfire realm called H E double hockey sticks

However, you’re determined to prove to both of your dads that you’re capable of defending yourself and be an adult so you’ve been recently sneaking out of your home and going around Pentagram City. On your own, no protective powerful Overlord father or protective infamous actor father

You’ve been doing it for weeks now. Going behind your dads’ back to prove to yourself, then to anybody, your complete and utter independence… but of course, all good things must end

And both of your dads had caught you escaping the house through the window and your beloved partner, a demon you fell in love with and begun dating in secret, just waiting in the backyard of your home whilst you climb out

Husk is very annoyed and ordering you to explain yourself, not at all happy with what you’ve done whilst Angel is dragging you off the windowsill and is resisting the urge to cry since his heart is broken

Your dads fend off your lover, not wanting to deal with them at this moment whilst they are trying to scold their child for doing this… and yes. This causes a big old fight with your parents. You just wanted to prove that you can handle yourself whilst your dads aren’t happy that you did something so reckless and harmful to yourself

Husk takes a bit longer to own up to his accident. Making you cry and angrily go to bed. You’re nearly a legal adult and they are shackling you… Angel can sense how you feel and immediately apologies for his lashout and tries to encourage his husband to do the same thing

When they do. They talk to you, accepting and encouraging, to try make a compromise inbetween you wanting to go outside at night to have fun with your lover, and talking to them and informing them about your location so you three will be happy

Husk lays down the must text them rule with this accommodation himself and his husband have made for you, their precious baby, that you must follow this at all causes whilst Angel is actually excited about you going to have fun on your own but begs you to inform either himself or his husband if anything bad happens to you

They just love you… please. Give them a break, they’ll try their best to let you do whatever you want on your own… as long as they know you’re okay

“Heartthrob. Do you have your present for your partner? Yes? That’s good. When you get to the party, text me or your father so we know you’re okay. That’s all we ask now. Here, let me finish rolling you up before you go”

“Fluffball! Fluffball! Fluffball! Aww! You look so precious! You’ll blow the competition off the dancefloor and you’ll make that partner of yours’ jaw drop! Make sure to shoot me or your dad a text when you’re there, ‘kay?“

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loveforsatoru · 8 days

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hello !!!!!!!!!

I don't have anything specific, so idk, satoru with a five years old daughter? he would be such a cute and loving father 😓 i’m done, this life where I can't have satoru’s baby is killing me!!!!

this idea is so cute. i literally think about satoru as a dad all the time and it gives me major baby fever.

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you never once thought that you could ever be this happy. what did you do to deserve it? maybe it’s the universe paying you back for all the times you’ve suffered in life both alone and your relationship with satoru. you’d been dating since high school, but it wasn’t easy. there was so much ache, time spent apart, and issues that you didn’t know if you could overcome. sleepless nights, occasional arguments and interference from your jobs drove your relationship into rocky paths, but at the end of the day, he never forgot to tell you he loved you even when you felt like the most unloveable person alive. through all the difficult times, the highs and the lows, he was always there and never once intended on leaving, so he sealed that promise with a ring and his vows.

you got married a couple years after high school. you were only 22, but your life couldn’t have turned out more perfect. it’s been 10 years and the love never died down. if anything, it grows with each passing day. now that you have a five year old daughter together, there’s only more to look forward to in the days to come.

satorus been away on a mission for a few weeks and you still have no idea when he’s going to come back. it hurts your daughter just as much as it hurts you. everyday, she asks when he’s going to come home and it breaks your heart to tell her, “i don’t know, but it’ll be soon.” when you weren’t even sure yourself. thankfully, satoru could never forget about the two most important people in his life and remembers to call in the morning and before your daughter goes to sleep, never missing a day.

besides today. your phone hasn’t rang once and it’s making you uneasy, your head racing with the worst possible thoughts. you have faith in satoru and his strength, but you can’t help but worry about him. he works a dangerous job and coming home is never a 100% guarantee.

you’re snapped out of trance when you feel a tug on your dress and little voice. your daughter is looking up at you, small hands tightly balled around the fabric of your dress while her blue eyes, identical to her fathers start to well up with tears.

“what’s wrong, baby?” you ask, picking her up into your arms and brushing a strand of white hair away from her face.

she doesn’t say anything at first and just buries her face into your neck where she begins to cry.

you attempt to calm her down, patting her back and getting her to look at you once more, “please dont cry… tell me what’s wrong and i’ll make it better.”

she speaks through uneven breaths, chubby cheeks now stained with tear streaks, “i called daddy but he didn’t answer.” speaking these words only caused her to cry again and it breaks your heart.

“don’t worry, he’ll come back. he’s okay and he’s safe. he’s just busy.” but the words are a form of consolation to you too. you’re trying your best to remain strong for your daughter, but it’s hard. being a mom is hard.

you walk over to the couch in the living and sit down, setting her on your lap while you wipe away her stray tears.

“listen to me for a second, okay?”

she rests her head on your chest, her breathing still ragged, but she’s no longer crying.

“your dad works really really hard for us. he wants us to live a good life, so he can’t always be home and he can’t always pick up the phone, but he tries as much as he can. we just have to be patient and wait for him to come home again. but he loves you very much. if he doesn’t answer the phone, it’s because he’s busy, not because he forgot about you, okay? the last thing he wants is for you to think he’s forgotten about you.”

she nods her head in understanding before asking one last question, one you don’t know the answer to.

“but when will he come back?”

now, you’re the one who has tears prickling in the corners of your eyes as your throat begins to sting, “i don’t know.” you wish you knew. you wish you could tell her he’s coming back today or the day after, but the uncertainty nips at your thoughts constantly.

what you don’t expect is for satoru to be standing right outside the door to your shared home, overhearing everything you just said. it tugs at his heart strings, but he’s here now.

he digs through his pocket and pulls out his key to unlock the door, the familiar jangle echoing through the house and your daughter immediately runs up to the door, squealing when he makes his way inside.

he scoops her up into his arms and litters her face in kisses, holding onto her tightly, “i’ve missed you so much, munchkin.”

you stay frozen in your spot on the couch, going wide eyed as another tear falls down your cheek and you don’t even notice it.

he gives you a smile from across the room while your daughter babbles on and on to him about what he’s missed. he listens intently, cherishing the moments that she’ll be little for as long as he can.

“and at school, we went on a field trip to the park and i found a butterfly but it flew away,” she pouts, “daddy, can you get me a butterfly?”

he chuckles and nods his head, “of course i can.” he would never say no to her. she could ask him for a piece of the moon and he’d do it.

you watch as he tickles her belly and she erupts into laughter, grabbing onto his shoulder for support.

“i have a surprise for you,” he whispers, giving her cheek another big kiss.

she claps her hands together, “what is it?” excitement laced in her voice which makes satorus smile grow wider.

he shifts through his briefcase before pulling out a small box of munchkins, “munchkins for my munchkin!”

she lets out a near scream and takes the box in her grubby hands, already popping one in her mouth.

“daddy, say ahhh,” she says with a mouth full of munchkins.

satoru does as she tells him to and opens his mouth enough for her to feed one to him, “thank you, munchkin!”

your heart swells watching them interact. he’s a good dad. you both talked about being parents together so many times and now that it’s happened, it still doesn’t feel entirely real, like you’re dreaming, but if this were a dream, you wouldn’t open your eyes.

you stand up and walk over to him, wrapping your arms around his torso, tighter than usual, inhaling his scent which you’ve spent all this time missing. you feel whole again and your nerves have eased up.

he leans down and presses a chaste kiss to your lips, “hi, sweetheart.”

“i missed you.”

he wipes your tears away with the pad of his thumb before wrapping an arm around you, the other holding your daughter, “i missed you more. both of you. gosh, i felt like i was gonna die if i had to be away for another day.” it may sound like an exaggeration, but to satoru it’s nothing less than the truth. it was agonizing to be apart from his wife and the mini version of him. he missed waking up next to you, missed helping your daughter with her homework and reading bedtimes stories before bed.

but you’re together again and that’s all that matters. you’ve never been more relieved to watch a familiar face walk through the door.

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naivegh0ul · 7 months

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Could you possibly do a soap platonic fic where ghost has a 9 year old daughter and she is the total opposite of ghost, she just rambles and she meets soap at base and they instantly become infatuated with each other and ghost finds them talking about sharks in immense detail to each other???

Oh my gosh that is such a cute idea! 🥹🥹🥹

Soap had no idea Ghost had a daughter. I mean, why would he, of all people, have a kid? Ghost is a lone wolf, "I work alone," may as well be his catchphrase at this point.

So, one night when the squad goes out for drinks, Ghost having been forced to come, Soap is curious as Ghost gets a call. Soap was surprised Ghost even had a phone, he just imagined he brought a radio everywhere with him, like the strict soldier he is.

Soap watched as Ghost stepped away from the bartop, murmuring a low, "Hey, sweetheart." into his phone. He assumed that maybe Ghost had a girl back home, but when Soap listened in further, he was shocked.

"I know, I know. Daddy will be home soon, alright? Behave for the babysitter. Alright, I love you too, sweetheart. Bye."

Wow, was all Soap could think. No way The Ghost has a child. Impossible, simply impossible. But, the way Ghost spoke to whoever was on the other line...

Soap had to investigate this.

For the next few weeks, Soap kept a close eye on Ghost, trying to listen in on his phone calls, peering around him when he was texting someone.

It was a little creepy, yeah, but Soap needed to know whether or not Ghost actually has a little mini-me or not.

Ghost seemed a little off one day, constantly on his phone, being mean to the recruits, (Well, meaner than usual.) It got Soap curious again. Ghost left the base around 2pm, and Soap watched with raised eyebrows.

To his knowledge, Ghost hadn't been called out on a mission, and he had left the base wearing civilian clothes, this all got the wheels turning in Soap's brain.

Ghost came back around 4pm, and Soap immediately went to greet him. Then, he saw it. Actually, he saw her. A little girl, huddled behind Ghost's back, clutching onto his jacket with a shark plushie in her small hand.

The little girl looked up at Soap with wide eyes, a twinkle of curiosity visible. "Hey, lass, I'm Soap. What's your name?" Soap said. The girl glanced up at Ghost as if to see if it was okay to talk to the strange man, and Ghost nodded down at her.

"Beth." She answered, smiling a little up at Soap. "Do you like sharks?" Beth pointed at Soap's mohawk, clearly thinking that it looked like a shark fin.

Ghost chuckled under breath, and Soap nodded. "I do. Does this little fella have a name?" Soap crouched down in front of Beth and gestured to the shark plushie she was holding.

"Sharkie!" Beth exclaimed with a happy smile. She seemed excited to be talking about her plushie. Beth toddled over to Soap and held up the toy, showing it to him while telling him facts about sharks.

Soap looked over at Ghost, smiling to himself as he saw the proud look in Ghost's eyes as he stared down at his little girl. Ghost stepped closer to the two and placed a hand on Beth's head before kneeling down.

"Daddy's gotta go finish some work, alright? I'll be back as soon as I can, you stay with Soap." Ghost said, stroking his daughter's hair lovingly. He lent down and pressed a kiss to the top of her head through his mask before walking away.

Soap felt his heart swell with happiness at the thought of Ghost trusting him enough to let him look after his daughter. "Alright, you little menace, what do you say we go get some ice cream?" Soap smiled as the little girl squealed in excitement and nodded, grabbing Soap's hand.

The entire car ride to the ice cream parlour, Beth was chattering away in the backseat, telling Soap all about sharks. "Did you know that baby sharks are called pups? Like little dogs! Isn't that cool?"

Soap pulled into the parking lot and helped Beth out, walking into the shop with her on his hip. "Mr. Soap, can I have chocolate ice cream?" Beth asked. She tugged on Soap's sleeve, looking at him hopefully.

"Of course you can, lass." Soap smiled, ruffling Beth's mousy brown hair. Soap ordered the two of them some ice cream, getting strawberry for himself and chocolate for Beth.

Beth kept talking the whole time, excitedly telling Soap about sharks, and about that one time when Ghost took her to an aquarium and she got to see a shark in person.

"It was so cool! It was kinda big and scary, but I know my Daddy could fight it off." Beth giggled at the story, beaming as she praised her father.

It was cute, to watch this little girl who is somehow Ghost's daughter despite being the complete opposite of him, ramble about sharks. "Do you work with my Daddy, Mr. Soap?" Beth asked curiously as she nibbled on her chocolate ice cream, smearing some around her lips.

"Yeah, I do. He's my friend, as well." Soap took a bite of his own ice cream, looking over at Beth as she scooped up some of her ice cream and pretending to feed it to her shark plushie, staining the shark's face a little.

Soap checked his watch after a while, his eyes widening as he realised they'd been gone for quite a while. "Let's go back, yeah? I bet Ghost- your dad is missing you." Soap said, catching himself when he referred to Ghost by his callsign, unsure if Beth knew about that.

The girl seemed oblivious and nodded her head, wiping her mouth on her sleeve before she hopped off her chair, shark plushie in hand.

The two headed back to base and Soap took Beth to the 141's common room, putting on some random kids show on the old TV for Beth to watch.

Soap sat back, watching as Beth sat cross legged on the floor and looked up at the TV, watching eagerly as Octonauts played. Beth seemed to be really enjoying the show, giggling loudly, it made Soap smile.

Beth continued to tell Soap about shark facts, pulling one off the top of her head each time a shark would show up on screen. She is actually quite smart, she knows more about sharks than any adult Soap knows.

Neither of them noticed when Ghost entered the room, Soap being too engrossed in the facts Beth is telling him. Ghost watched from the doorway, smiling under his mask as his little girl taught Soap about sharks.

(ok but why is this over 1k words. i think i've become obsessed with parent!ghost and little beth 🥹)

#dad!ghost #parent au #no reader #ghost cod #ghost #simon ghost riley #simon riley #soap cod #john soap mactavish #johnny soap mactavish #john mactavish #soap mactavish #soap fluff #ghost fluff #asks

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turquoisem52 · 14 days

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Shadow milk: "I'm going to kidnap white lily and hold her at ransom, then silly vanilly will HAVE to obey me words!~"

**few years later**

Shadow milk: "...this did not go as planned..."

#shadow milk cookie #white lily cookie #cookierun kingdom #crk #jesterlily #comfort ship #cookierun #shadowlily #cookierun kingdom au #i have severe brainrot over these two #jesterlily parent au #parent au

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lunaekalenda · 1 year

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genshin dads! -> part two! part one here

• just some (more) parent fluff for some (more) genshin chara! feat. Childe, Al-Haitham, Ayato ! mentions of husband because that way i kill both the husband and the dad brainrot lmao

Childe

your family is a permanent complot of your husband and the three kids against you

they know how to plead for you to let them buy a new toy, to let them go to the grocery shop with him or let them stay until late playing on the living room.

and, of course, that devil of a man with soft lips and copper hair is always behind their little wins.

"Dad says we can." you try to stay calm as you crouch to fix your daughter's dress, putting the ribbon on a better position. Your son looks to all the people on the entrance of the building, walking near his dad. "Be careful! There's a lot of people, don't get lost!" you manage to yell before taking between your arms your littlest son, who grips your sleeve, and you take your daughter's hand on yours. She starts to insist again.

"So, can we go to the pet store after the lunch? Dad said we could." you sigh again. The older kids have been insisting on getting a pet, and your husband just told them that it was a wonderful idea. It seems like he isn't aware of the big responsibility a pet is.

"We'll go take a look, but that doesn't mean we'll adopt a pet!" your kids seem happier before you pronounce the last words. She pouts as he takes Childe's jacket, calling his attention.

"Dad, we are going to adopt a pet, right?" he asks. You sigh again and your husband looks at you, smiling.

"Of course! Did I already told you I have a reservation?" the kids start to talk between them as Childe keeps one of his fingers caged on your son's hand, and he gets closer to you.

"We're not getting a pet. They're too little, what if the dog bites them?"

"Baby, nothing will happen. The dog is a big dog from a friend that can't keep him anymore. I swear he's the most loyal and tender dog I have ever met, and he loved to play with me and all my siblings, from babies to adults. He will take care of them, and I'm sure they will like the other."

Once again, Childe was right. But you won't admit it in front of him, of course.

Al-Haitham

He's busy most of the times, but always finds time for your baby daughter and for you.

His usually cold eyes soften just with the mention of his family, and he carries pictures of both of you on his wallet to show them to his friends.

He was scared he couldn't be a good dad for the baby, but he already demonstrated he's the best.

"Dad."

Your baby pronounces that single word once before tears start to appear on her eyes. You take her from the little couch, caging her on your arms and walking around the living room on an attempt to calm her.

"Do you want to see dad, don't you?" you try to soothe her with calm voice, but you can hear her still sobbing. Al-Haitham has been on a conference on his studio almost all afternoon, and it seems to be an important one with members of the Akademyia, so you tried your best to not disturb your husband. Still, the baby misses her dad, as the weekends are the only days you can share family plans and spend the whole days together. You try to calm her, but her little voice keeps calling for him once, and once again.

"We'll take a look from the door and see dad, yeah?" the mention of the word "dad" makes her eyes shine cutely. You walk towards your husband's studio, knocking softly before opening. He's sitting there, serious, with a pencil on his hands and his eyes following coldly the person that is speaking on the laptop. He turns his head softly to the door, as a soft smile appears on his lips and his eyes give a tender look towards both of you.

"She wanted to see you before her nap. There was no way to make her sleep without you." you whisper, and he stretches his arms towards her, smiling. He sits the baby on his lap, one of his hands holding the pencil as the other holds the baby's back, getting her near to his chest and trying to sleep her with rhythmic and soft pats. He keeps taking notes of the meeting when you leave, and when you arrive back, with a cup of coffee for him, your baby soundly sleeps on his arms, now both occupied by your baby's body. He smiles softly at her before leaving a kiss on her forehead. The sight melts your heart as you look at him, whose eyes are fixed on your daughter as if she was the only thing he cares about in the whole world.

Ayato

Another one who will get a whole complot against you to make the kids win.

He's strict with them, though, but he also knows they need a little fun sometimes.

Maybe, your concept of fun and his isn't the same.

"Have you seen Ayato and the kids, Thoma?" he seems to freeze at your question. That just makes you distrust about what your husband and your three kids can be doing. He turns around, completely blushed, and you talk even before he's able to open his mouth. "His office, right?" he nods and you walk towards the last room of the building. You can start to hear the knocks on the table and the sound of mora falling to a wooden surface. You open the door to find, as you expected, your husband and your eldest son playing with beetles, golden coins on top of the table as your younger sons sit on both knees of his father. Without even taking his gaze to you, Ayato speaks.

"Hi, darling." he purrs, taking three coins from the little heap next to his hand.

"What are you two doing?" you ask, and you feel how your younger children hug your legs, making you lose a little of balance, but managing to keep on both feet.

"We're playing with dad's beetles. And coins." your oldest son says, selecting his beetle for the next round. You look this time to Ayato, who smiles at you sweetly. You've been tricked by that smile way too many times to fall now.

"Kids, to your room, please. I need to talk with dad." The kids pout as Ayato sighs, still smiling.

"But, love, they will soon succeed me as the head of the Yashiro Commission and the Kamisato Family. I need to demonstrate the Arataki that my heirs are as good as me on beetle fights, if not better." When he puts his eyes back on you, his apology smile appears. "Sorry love, I won't show the kids bet games until they reached the legal age for it."

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camzkoa · 11 months

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🐤🐤🐤🐤

#fengqing #mu qing #feng xin #tian guan ci fu #tgcf #nan feng #fu yao #fy and nf are fengqing children #parent au #this is how they walk around #myart

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nothirstonmain · 7 months

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Tighnari is a good dad, and it's absolutely precious watching him with his kits.

He's always teaching them which plants are dangerous and which ones aren't, random facts that their ears always perk up when hearing. No matter how many kits you have, all of them are part-fennec like their dad. At least he knows how to deal with that side of them.

'Nari lets his kits climb all over them. They're on his tail, his shoulders, even clinging to his back like koalas! It's surprisingly adorable seeing him become a jungle gym while helping someone un-poison themselves..

And, of course, he loves caring for the kits too. His days off are celebrated, as he is an excellent cook. More often than not there's at least one kid helping him out. After all, he's got to teach them what spices taste good together, what's good for them and what's not, etcetera.

Truthfully, he's never been happier. He adores having the little ones, especially those with you.

[Requests open ! Rentry with info in pinned :3 also pls reblog if you like my shit likes just do not help]

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skunkox · 1 month

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Dad Sam? Dad Sam.

What if like, in the future, Sam and Darlin' adopt a kid? Or kids rather. 2 siblings. Let's say a 10 and 3 year old.

The youngest is afraid of them, and the oldest is afraid of starting over. Gonna call them Thing 1 and Thing 2 cause there's no way they get raised in the with the pack as extended family and not grow into being hell raisers.

Sam is extremely awkward with the kids. Darlin pretended as if this was an average day, trying to figure out what peeked their interest. Thing 1 was the only one willing to speak directly to them, and always with short responses.

Thing 2 was the first to start warming up to them. It actually happened pretty quickly. Thing 2 was having trouble sleeping. Sam and Darlin were cuddling on the couch. Darlin goes to get snacks, but when they come back, their spot was taken by a sleeping Thing 2. They now new the magic of sleeping on Sam. Darlin was but a lil butt hurt.

Thing 1 had been eyeing Darlin's old skateboard. Wouldn't touch, but often was caught giving it a look over. That was enough for Darlin to drag then to the skate shop. They practice after after school and on weekends.

It surprisingly took seeing Darlin shifted for the first time a whole month after their adoption for Thing 2 to speak to them. They never stopped. Turns out the lil shit really likes animals. But only the ones that are extremely dangerous to be around. Thing 2 has to be put on a kiddy leash at parks and zoos.

The kids may or may not have been witnesses to Darlin fighting. Maybe Thing 1 thinks they can be just like them. No. Sam full heartedly disagrees. Had to have a sit down about throwing themselves into dangerous situations and recklessly. Explained that its a miricle Darlin can still walk. Sams not stupid. He knows this wouldn't be the only time the kids would find themselves in any sorta trouble. If they we gonna fight, at least fight smart. Sam would go forward to teaching them to box.

This conversation was extended to everyone. Even Thing 2. Much more kindly. Darlin got read the whole riot act behind closed doors. It was a needed conversation but probably the last time it's happened.

I've generally got a lot more to say on this but like should I? Lokkey wanna put it in a book thing but. Please send help. I saw something about the pack boys being parents but not a mention of Sam. Prior to the last video of Sam leaving, I kept thinking about how if someone in the clan turned a near child (for life saving reasons), they would be placed with Sam and Darlin'

Please send help.

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted darlin #redacted sam #redacted tank #what have i done?#parent au #redacted headcanons

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arctvros · 1 year

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heaven is you

#if you riffle through my art you can find a pic of baby vashwood all grown up #i just know they’d be the best dads #every time i think about it i explode into a million gay little pieces #vashwood #parent au #nicholas d wolfwood #vash the stampede #vash x wolfwood #trigun #trigun stampede #trigun maximum #arctvros

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spooky-pop · 18 days

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Introducing Ivy, my design for Poppy & Branch's daughter. I can't wait to share more about her! I have so many plans for my ParentAU :) She is a wild child and def a dad's girl.

#trolls 3 #trolls band together #branch #broppy #dreamworks trolls #trolls world tour #trolls #parent au #broppy au #broppy fanart #trolls 2 #trolls fanart #trolls au #I'm way too obsessed with her #She's inspired off of a scrapped Viva concept!#broppy child #broppy kid #broppy fankid

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sour-popsicle · 7 months

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The park incident 🤭

#beastars #lougosi #louis beastars #au #beastars au #legoshi #legosi #digital artist #parent au #fan comic

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jvngkook97 · 2 years

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Can you write "Baby kicks" for Jungkook? 👶🍼

Knockout

synopsis; in which Jungkook feels your baby kick for the first time and nearly gets KO’ed in the process.

pairing; boxer!dad!jungkook x pregnant!reader

genre; fluff, humor, established relationship, domestic au, slice of life au, pregnancy au, drabble

warnings; BOXER koo, DAD koo, those are pretty much all the warnings you need tbh, oh and minor suggestive dialogue but nothing explicit (cause I couldn’t resist hehe)

rating; 18+

w/c; 1,003

a/n; this request got me in my FEELS let me tell ya. it’s been so long since I’ve written for daddy!koo and I can’t thank you enough anon for spurring the inspiration to bring him back! hope it helps you and your daddy!koo needs as well! don’t be a silent reader! <3 like + reblog if you enjoyed. feedback is always appreciated and helps to keep this writer (and many others!) motivated to put out more content – like this! all the love, always.

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One swift punch left, one jab right.

The onslaught seemed to be never ending.

Jungkook pauses in his workout when he hears you let out another groan within the span of less than five minutes.

The punching bag in front of him swings back and forth like a pendulum, and he watches it for a moment, getting lost in a state of zoning out.

“Jesus!”

You try to muffle the way you used the Lord’s name in vain with the sleeve of your sweater (Jungkook’s actually), biting into the thick material with your teeth clenched so hard that when he whips his head to look at you he can see your jaw muscles tighten considerably.

His eyes soften, facial features dropping at your very obvious discomfort. Pivoting on his bare feet, he walks off the thin, blue mat and towards your slightly hunched over figure. While he walks, he takes off both boxing gloves and shoves them underneath one armpit to hold. Using the other hand he uses the back of it to wipe off the sweat that drips along his forehead, the last hour and a half of his workout having taken a toll on his body.

Kneeling down in front of you, he winces when he hears a pop from one of his knees, a sign of his ripe age of 30. Your loose hair is hanging in front you like a shield, and though he can’t lock eyes with you, he can hear your muffled snicker. It makes his eyes narrow.

“What was that, y/n?”

Your entire body grows rigid when his voice penetrates the silence and you slowly sit back up against the back of the chair, hair now only half shielding your face so he can see atleast one eye and half of a sheepish smile spread across your guilty lips.

With a light puff of breath, you blow the hair away from your mouth that settles itself there at your new position. Before you can do it yourself – a slender, tattooed hand rises within your vision to push your hair back and tuck it behind your ear. The same hand begins to caress your cheek, one thumb running over your jawline slowly that has your eyes beginning to droop from how nice it feels, but when they get half closed, they widen open once again at the light pressured pat on your cheek.

He taps once. You glare.

“Hey!”

He taps again. You secure your hand over his.

“That’s for snickering at my popping knees.”

You pout cutely, brows furrowed in mock anger. He makes a point to rub the middle of your forehead to erase the wrinkles when he frees his hand from yours. Your once feigned angered expression scrunches into one of pain when a sharp punch hits you within your stomach.

Both of your attentions get drawn instantly to your bulging 37 week pregnant belly. You both just stare and wait.

What looks like a tiny little foot makes the surface of your skin stretch up and mold into it for a split second then just as quickly disappears as soon as it comes, leaving your belly jiggling lightly in it’s wake. At the sight, even Jungkook flinches along with you, him not expecting to see such a strong kick from your baby.

His hand presses down on the spot you both just saw your baby kick, and once again, you both wait. This time it occurs again, but not as harshly, just enough for Jungkook to feel it against the palm of his hand. After your baby retreats, Jungkook gets an idea. Instead of placing his hand back on your belly, he begins to lower his head.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you. I just chugged some banana milk not too long ago so this babe is really feeling it now.”

“What banana milk?”

Oops. You forgot that he doesn’t know that you know he has a secret stash kept at the gym. Cat’s out of the bag now.

The sheepish look appears on your face like earlier, and deep within his gut he just knows.

“How long?”

You make a show of popping your lips, lightly drumming your fingers atop your belly as you answer, voice small and barely audible. He leans his head further towards you to hear you better, unknowingly putting himself in the perfect position to be within the danger zone.

“Y/N~.” He warns lightly, voice becoming sing-songy as he stretches out your name purposely.

“Koo~.” You mimic him perfectly.

“How long have you known about—,” he sucks in a sharp breath with a hiss, retreating back from your figure with a hand rubbing the side of his face to nurture the sore spot he just received. Not expecting the sudden punch, he lands flat on his ass from losing his balance that was already wobbly as he put his full body weight on his feet due to kneeling.

“Jesus fuc—,”

You slap your hands over your mouth with a surprised gasp, attempting to stop the bubble of laughter that was building steadily within your throat. The action causing your already moving belly to move even more. Your eyes began to water from holding your laughter in, light bursts slipping through your pursed lips. When his piercing glare diverts from your belly and onto you do you finally let it out.

Throwing your head back, he can’t help the light twitch of his lips as he bites back a smile at your bellowing form. You start stomping your feet on the floor as you laugh that causes a slightly annoyed look to appear on his face.

“Ha. Ha. Laugh it up, baby. You’ll be paying for this later at home, where your knees will be popping when you’re the one kneeling.”

He laughs humorlessly, sardonically even, arms crossed over his chest that makes his muscles flex deliciously, a sight that has your lips parting of their own accord and thighs rubbing together.

That shuts you up.

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