#HES SUCH A GOOD DAD

[souplullaby]

Kapow!

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[viperdoesart]

HE WANTED STRAWBERRIES!!!!!!!! D:<

[just-blahh]

[charging4am]

Happy father's day aizawa

[fosermi]

please imagine Eclipse in sacrificed chaos au, Eclipse finds a little kid who lost their family. And he lets them burrow his plushie, he doesn't know how else to help them, but wants to comfort this poor kid

Yes

Eclipse just keeps picking up kids, slowly grew an army by being a good dad/lh

Seriously though, Shadow gave him a plush, Eclipse uses it to comfort others just as it comforted him once upon a time.

Bonus clippie 200 years in the future

[stevenrogered]

I don’t want you to feel like a baby. And I don’t want you to think I’m a jerk. But…okay. Maybe sometimes I can’t help myself.

[oaks0-0]

HOLY SHIT HOTCH IS SUCH A GOOD DAD, THE GRIMACE IN 7x23 OF HOW HE SLEPT IN THE FORT BUT HOW HE IMMEDIATELY BRIGHTENS UP WHEN JACK ASKS TO DO IT AGAIN??? LIKE HI CAN I HAVE A DAD LIKE THAT PLEASE???

[lattefo4m]

Men in dresses....2!!!!

[winnie-daze]

I was playing around with Character.ai but man Ethan's responses got so accurate what the hell

Also the last two are an extra lmao

[winters-mistress]

Of big, gentle hands

Ciri hadn't known much -if anything- about witchers before her father of surprise had appeared like a mirage in that wet, sodden forest. Hells, she hasn't even known that he was a witcher until one of their first, awkward conversations after leaving Goldencheeks, her husband and sons. And from what she had seen on the road, Witchers weren't popular beings.

She and Geralt hadn't been at any inns, with Ciri being too fearful of human contact ever since her encounter with her used-to-be friends. But she had heard talk and mutter from the public when Geralt had looked at the notice board for jobs, even though he only took whatever they really, really needed. Both of them far preferred to hunt and rest in forests, and continue on the move, but the words still stuck with her.

Mutant. Murderer. Unfeeling. Unatural. Monster. Freak.

Ciri had been shocked, for the idea of monster hunters to defend humans, only to be turned upon and hated had been startling. But, after she thought about it, it wasn't that far fetched, seeing what had happened to her. What was happening to her.

Geralt wasn't a talkative man, she knew, and while he didn't seem to be affected by these words, Ciri wasn't sure if he had been or not. So, she had crawled over to him, ignoring the purse full of coin by his knee, she had wrapped her arms around his shoulders and rested her cheek on his shoulder.

"You're not like them, Geralt. You're not what they say." she had insisted quietly. "You're good. Far better than what any of them could be."

He had grunted a reply, and didn't say anything else, but she knew that his grunt had been a pleased one.

The rightful Queen of Cintra was glad that she had swapped her fine, lush cloak for a couple armfulls of Goldencheeks' elder sons clothing. A couple pairs of leather trousers, a few tunics, a black fur cloak and a pair of brown boots. She doesn't remember the other clothes off the top of her head, but she's glad for them, being in this cold, creaky keep with a handful of witchers.

Her arms still burn from the hours with her training sword, and her hip and knee smart from falling off the various training machines, and her nose is cold, but her stomach is full and her anxieties are dulled. Who better to protect her rather than a harem of warriors?

The largest of the bunch, the only twice mutated one, she's learned, sits next to her as they listen to Lambert and Coën share stories of their yesteryears.

She giggles when Lambert looses his temper and spears Coën from their bench, falling upon the floor and beginning to wrestle and swing for each other, grunting as they roll back and forth.

"You'll break the damn furniture!" Vesemir snaps from the other side of Geralt, but there isn't an ounce of heat in his gruff voice. He's grinning, especially when his firey, asshole pup flips him the one fingered salute.

A wave of tiredness overcomes her. It's nice, being warm and full and safe and protected and loved, a feeling she hasn't felt since she wore pretty dresses and danced and swam and rode horses and was put to bed with a bedtime story. Now, she's raggedy and wild, a family of hardened men who were so soft and cuddly who sowed her how to disembowel her enemy and learn about monsters and how to swing a sword that one day, she may have the black knight's head upon a spike and her throne be warm for her.

But that's for the future, right now she's content being where she is, leaning her head upon her father of surprise and enjoying his warmth.

His arm surrounds her back, hand laying limply upon her shoulder. All witchers run hot, she's learned. It's an interesting thing to learn, unexpected, just as much as the cuddles were.

She leans deeper into him, eyes closing

"Tired?" His deep voice rumbles in her ear. His big, gentle hand runs from her shoulder to her back, soothing her like a mother soothes a baby. She leans deeper into him.

"M'hmm." she mumbled. If she had a blanket, she could probably fall asleep here.

"Come on, let's get you to bed."

She doesn't want to, she's loathe to move from this really rather comfortable position, even if she's sat upon a splintery wooden bench, and Geralt really should take a bath soon.

She goes to pick up her head from his shoulder, but he beats her to it. The hand finds her shoulder again, and the other finds her knees.

She's in the air, before she's not, settling into her father of surprise's arms, nuzzling into his chest.

Unnatural be damned, here and now, listening to her new uncles fight and bicker, cuddling into her new father, it's the most natural thing in the world.

[3-rats-in-a-doublet]

Danny in 1x16 going jersey on the housing commissioner has me frothing at the mouth😍

[littlebunniegurl]

i luvvvv when daddy gets drunk and molests me <333

[nelbii]

i’m 😭🥺

[lover-of-mine]

I know we all talk about this but the contrast between Eddie's room and Christopher's room is so. Eddie doesn't do anything for himself. Chris' room has drawings and stars and toys and different kids decorations, it's lived in and it's happy, Eddie's room has a bed a dresser and some lamps, it's useful, it's there for sleep only, because everything went to Chris.

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Pit bonnie considers himself a great dad!

[godforsakenparadinofnigh]

Girl dad 🌸