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[1010-eloni-simp]

I fucking swear, the moment I saw Roquefort transform into a wolf, my furry ass went AWOOGA! I heckin’ screamed “DADDY?!😩💕”  Asdjfjfkjjfkfhhh I’m such a simp for him. Grrrahhhh! \(  >//w//<)/ ♡

Look at the insane cutscenes of this game i played today

[4ever-feral]

Literally foaming at the mouth 🥵

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Danny wasn't sure what to do. Was this legal? He knew the bats were part of the Justice League and whatnot but surely they can't just pick him up off the street after he got into a brawl with some creeps trying to mug him!

Sure, Nightwing had jumped down to help and Danny, still in his living form with its crappy human vision, thought he was another mugger because of the dark and attacked him too.

Now he's sitting in the back seat of the batmobile with his hands in wierd bat handcuffs.

Was everything these guys owned bat themed? Yeah his parents put there last name in all the titles of their inventions but they had a brand to sell so it was excusable. Batman however, is clearly living out his bat shaped dreams. Usually Danny was all for the furrys doing thier thing, one of his best friends was a proud furry and Danny 100% supported him, but there was a line you don't cross and tall dark and fuzzy crossed it when he kidnaped one 14 year old Danny Fenton.

He couldn't Go Ghost right in front of Batman and Nightwing but he could use the one thing his mom made him take with him everywhere since he was a little boy.

His panic button.

It was powered by ectoplasm and could get through signal jammer with no problem. If he pressed the button his parents would drop everything to come save him. They made sure to put little sirens and flashing lights in thier own hazmat suits to make sure they didn't accidentally miss it. Sure they looked hilarious the few times he had seen it go off in his life but it was highly effective.

So he pushed the button and his parents were charging torward them in record time, the GAV playing chicken with the freaking batmobile. Suddenly his mothers voice came from the panic button, "Are you in the front of back, sweetie?"

"I, uh." He stuttered, looking up at the shocked face of Nightwing before answering, "The back."

"Perfect." He mother said darkly.

A trio of high mechanical whines filled the air and Danny didn't need to look through the windshield to know the buzz saws were out.

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Bruce just wanted to know why Danny Fenton, youngest of the Fenton Family and son of Jack Fenton and Madeline Walker, two people whose marriage brokered peace between thier prospective mafia syndicate families, was doing in Gotham beating up low level thugs.

He was not expecting overprotective mad scientist parents.

[yabishrihere]

“Do you know how hard it’s been for me to contain myself?”

[emiliagrant]

Buck and Tommy ♡ flirty, kinky and in love

[xochimillilili]

Fucking hell I wanna kiss and bite and mark up my baby boy's neck, get him aching and sore, until he brings his collar to me, softly whining as I put on his pretty pink collar, kissing the heart lock on it before yanking him in by his leash onto me

I wanna grope him all over, get his pretty cunt dripping for me as I let him hump my thigh like a good doggie. Sit him on my lap infront a mirror, give him a nice view as I yank on his leash and collar with each harsh spank I give on his soaking cunt and cock. I want him aching, moaning, begging for my cock in him with each harsh spank

He's a good obedient puppy, he knows he'll be fucked until he's completely tired out, holes stretched, soft pretty body completely marked and pumped full of my cum if he begs for it~

[anakinstwinklebunny]

Dad selfie vibes again

[vigilskeep]

had to share this along with what caused it actually. it’s one of the most important viago lines of all time. right after “mild curiosity was his favourite mood.”

[loomize]

Anthony cooked with this guy. He's so fun to draw too I had a lot of fun with this one!

Dadtober list by rubbish-convention under the cut! (+ bonus little guy)

[hippydippydruid]

Actually I’m not ok with the fact that Timmy has seen his mother be replaced over and over again, and Everytime he saw the disdain she had for him grow because she kept becoming more like the ideal while he became less and less perfect because he’s human. And for the longest time he’s been the only person behaving like a human in his family because everyone else he loved has been replaced.

[doomed2repeat]

Shonda knew what she was doing when she cast him. He could stay on Bridgerton for all 8 seasons and I’ll watch him age like a fine wine.

[marvelsgirl616]

my baby 🤍

[ovaryacted]

I’m so sick to my stomach. Somebody please get me off of the floor. LORD I CAN’T DO THIS RIGHT NOW! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! GODAMMIT!

[sammygender]

wrt prev post and sam’s original ‘fed demon blood by azazel as a baby’ arc like. actually that was the most insane thing to see depicted on my television especially when it seemed like no one else i knew or followed was talking about it. it felt so explicit and yet it was sooo deep in metaphor. she walked in on us. sammy, you’re my favourite. god it must be terrible to know something happened but that you’ll never be able to remember it or tell anyone about it. never be able to rip it out or scrub it clean. so azazel could get into my nursery and- bleed in my mouth? because i wasn’t clean. these trials - they’re purifying me. anyway. augh

[liliesdiary]

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Step Dad Jackson Rippner & His Good Girl ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

inspired by: 🎀

💌 @slut4thebroken 💌

your fic made me so wet <3

(older Jackson Rippner)

[general-dweebous]

I love the idea of meeting the infamous Halsin your friends boast about, and he’s just smitten with you

Everyone always described him as such a flirt- charming, handsome, the whole package so to speak. Granted you underestimated what they meant when describing how giant he truly is. But most of all, you didn’t expect him to be so.. wonderful.

You knew your friends keep good company, so you expected you’d get along, but you didn’t expect to be sitting next to the giant bear of a man enthralled in conversation for hours. Had it truly been hours? It’s easy to make friends, but more of a challenge to find others you truly connect with, and Halsin was checking off all of those boxes.

And of course, his looks and overall stature combined with this personality make it difficult not to swoon over, but at the moment, you’re too elated simply connecting so well with someone else again. Who else would let you ramble about cute critters for 45 minutes straight?

What you weren’t catching on to, however, was that Halsin was absolutely taken with you. His eyes would drink in your features when it was your turn to speak, a smile stuck on his face as he listened to your nonstop train of thought, rambling on about another fascination of yours. Others tend to find these conversations a bit goofy, laughing them off, but you were invested. Even about the silly little things. And he loves it. He truly feels that he could watch and listen to you for hours and he wouldn’t get tired of your company.

The way his cheeks would flush a warm pink when you laugh at a silly nature joke of his.

How he would feel his chest warm as you seem to unknowingly lean in closer to him, letting your knees touch his without moving away.

Let alone the way his heart would beat faster as you take his hand in both of yours, turning his palm to face upwards as you trace lines on his hands, “I’m serious- you have earth hands”

“earth hands?” he’d repeat with a slight chuckle

“well don’t laugh at me!” you’d reply with a taunting smile, “it’s all in the shape; broad, large, square hands. It’s positive, don’t worry. It means you have strong values, or something.”

“Does it? What else does it mean?”

You’d pause, holding his one (large..) hand in both of yours, “Responsible, practical.” you’d say, your thumb almost massaging his palm. “comfortable working with your hands,”

Halsin’s face would flush again, subtly. He’d notice the way yours does, too, which doesn’t help his ever growing infatuation. His eyes are locked on yours, he’d be happy if you held onto his hand forever. He is almost instinctively flirty, following up with “to put it lightly, I suppose.”

There would be a moment of shy silence. You, trying to hide your embarrassed smirk by staring at his palm longer.

Halsin would be the type to forget anyone else is in the room, lifting the palm from your hand to hook a finger under your chin to get you to look up at him. Even sitting down he’s still double your size. His thumb would graze your lower lip as his eyes gaze into yours.

Unfortunately, there are other people in the room, and they ruin the moment.

“Halsin, have you seen- of course.” your mutual friend would say, rolling their eyes with a laugh. “Stop flirting with my ride home!” They’d tease as they grab your arm and pull you away. You know he’d be wanting to chase after you like some silly romantic novel. Another mutual friend from the group would plop down next to him, smacking him on the back with a laugh. “Careful, your eyes are practically turning into hearts.” They’d taunt. “They’re great, right?”

“An understatement.” He’d say with a warm smile, watching you leave, already hoping for the next encounter.