#and I thought about my dad

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF Into the pit? More like into the daddy issues

[ciderjacks]

dad issues

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(I think they were all fundamentally affected by what they saw and just collectively decided not to share the upsetting details)

[egophiliac]

queen of diamonds, upright + reversed 💎

I've redone this like eighty times, I have to just be done with it now and stop staring at all my mistakes oh no 🫠

[sidewalk-cracks]

The batkids encountering distressed children and calling them "sweetheart", subconsciously mimicking how Bruce would and will call them sweetheart when they're distressed, and not even realizing it?? Don't speak to me. I can't.

[sasha-whos-askin-racket]

Something about Valley of Fear using Parting Friends as a song in their show and my dad dying the month before I go and see it and then Luke remembering my dad from four years prior and bringing him up in conversation without knowing he was dead or without me having to say anything about him first has gotten me low-key fucked up.

[soldrawss]

@funneylizzie got me in that Casey Jones Jr brainrot and I haven't known peace since

[bunnieswithknives]

OH MY GOD??? HAS IT SERIOUSLY BEEN A MONTH????? I am so sorry guys

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[inkskinned]

you were raised in comparison.

it wasn't always obvious (well. except for the times that it was), but you internalized it young. you had to eat what you didn't like, other people are going hungry, and you should be grateful. you had to suck it up and walk on the twisted ankle, it wasn't broken, you were just being a baby. you were never actually suffering, people obviously had it worse than you did.

you had a roof over your head - imagine! with the way you behaved, with how you talked back to your parents? you're lucky they didn't kick you out on your ass. they had friends who had to deal with that. hell, you have friends who had to deal with that. and how dare you imply your father isn't there for you - just because he doesn't ever actually talk to you and just because he's completely emotionally checked out of your life doesn't mean you're not fucking lucky. think about your cousins, who don't even get to speak to their dad. so what if yours has a mean streak; is aggressive and rude. at least you have a father to be rude to you.

you really think you're hurting? you were raised in a home! you had access to clean water! you never so much as came close to experiencing a real problem. sure, okay. you have this "mental illness" thing, but teenagers are always depressed, right. it's a phase, you'll move on with your life.

what do you mean you feel burnt out at work. what do you mean you mean you never "formed healthy coping mechanisms?" we raised you better than that. you were supposed to just shoulder through things. to hold yourself to high expectations. "burning out" is for people with real jobs and real stress. burnout is for people who have sick kids and people who have high-paying jobs and people who are actually experiencing something difficult. recently you almost cried because you couldn't find your fucking car keys. you just have lost your sense of gratitude, and honestly, we're kind of hurt. we tell you we love you, isn't that enough? if you want us to stick around, you need to be better about proving it. you need to shut up about how your mental health is ruined.

it could be worse! what if you were actually experiencing executive dysfunction. if you were really actually sick, would you even be able to look at things on the internet about it? you just spend too much time on webMD. you just like to freak yourself out and feel like you belong to something. you just like playing the victim. this is always how you have been - you've always been so fucking dramatic. you have no idea how good you have it - you're too fucking sensitive.

you were like, maybe too good of a kid. unwilling to make a real fuss. and the whole time - the little points, the little validations - they went unnoticed. it isn't that you were looking for love, specifically - more like you'd just wanted any one person to actually listen. that was all you'd really need. you just needed to be witnessed. it wasn't that you couldn't withstand the burden, but you did want to know that anyone was watching. these days, you are so accustomed to the idea of comparison - you don't even think you belong in your own communities. someone always fits better than you do. you're always the outlier. they made these places safe, and then you go in, and you are just not... quite the same way that would actually-fit.

you watch the little white ocean of your numbness lap at your ankles. the tide has been coming in for a while, you need to do something about it. what you want to do is take a nap. what you want to do is develop some kind of time machine - it's not like you want your life to stop, not completely, but it would really nice if you could just get everything to freeze, just for a little while, just until you're finished resting. but at least you're not the worst you've been. at least you have anything. you're so fucking lucky. do you have any concept of the amount of global suffering?

a little ant dies at the side of your kitchen sink. you look at its strange chitinous body and think - if you could just somehow convince yourself it is enough, it will finally be enough and you can be happy. no changes will have to be made. you just need to remember what you could lose. what is still precious to you.

you can't stop staring at the ant. you could be an ant instead of a person, that is how lucky you are. it's just - you didn't know the name of the ant, did you. it's just - ants spend their whole life working, and never complain. never pull the car over to weep.

it's just - when it died, it curled up into a tight little ball.

something kind of uncomfortable: you do that when you sleep.

[vanmarkus]

9-1-1 • S1E02 || S2E09 || S3E09 ↳ the “you should talk to someone, not me though” to “tell me what you won't even tell your own therapist” pipeline

[skunkes]

[lucaanis]

『🐦‍⬛』 — "Poisoned ballista bolts. Guaranteed to solve your blighted dragon problem. Let's bring them down, Rook!"

[king-casino]

Cracks knuckles. SO. TIME FOR ME TO ACTUALLY WRITE OUT MY INTERPRETATION OF SCOUT AND SPY'S FINAL RELATIONSHIP SHOWN IN THE 7TH COMIC. 

Spy still has not told Scout that he's his father. Why, you may ask? Well.... Scout doesn't need him. Scout went his whole life without Spy, and he's made a new life for himself now. Even if Scout were to learn that information, it really wouldn't do anything but possibly destroy him and Spy's current relationship. In Spy's eyes, Scout will always be his son. But from Scout's, Spy will never be his dad, even if he finds out. Spy knows this. He knows Scout doesn't need him. He knows that if he really wanted to have a father-son relationship with Scout, he should have been there when he was a kid. 

Remember this line from Scout? I think thematically, it could have possibly been referring to Spy too.

And honestly? I truly wouldn't be surprised if Scout already knows. Learned way back in the day at RED. He's smarter than everyone (including himself) gives him credit for. He just needs to get his head outta his ass in order to actually use said smartness. Like in the comic, you can see he's clearly matured, and he's clearly doing a great job. He's honestly fairly intelligent! Anyway... I wouldn't be surprised if Scout already knew, and decided to not give a shit. Scout might have had the same logic as above, he doesn't need Spy, and Spy will never be his father. And i could also see Scout TELLING Spy that he knows! But telling him that same thing, Spy will never be his dad. So the "I'm.... Your father's friend from work." Line could possibly be... Scout doesn't view Spy as his *dad*. So therefore, he probably wouldn't want his kids to view Spy as their grandfather, because it could be complicated. Scout just doesn't care about being Spy's son. He doesn't wanna make up for lost times and have a father now. He cares about Spy, and wants him in his life, but not in a father-son way. And Spy's okay with that. It still hurts, not because Scout rejected him, but because he knows this is his own fault. Moments like that, where he's talking to Scout's kids, his heart aches. 

Anyway! That's my two possible interpretations!!! …⁠ᘛ⁠⁐̤⁠ᕐ⁠ᐷ…⁠ᘛ⁠⁐̤⁠ᕐ⁠ᐷ…⁠ᘛ⁠⁐̤⁠ᕐ⁠ᐷ

[egophiliac]

just thinking about hair and faces

[atoriv-art]

older designs for my specialest guy

[darkdragon768]

Various doodles of the Dorito Twins.

I just like to play with them like dolls and put them into situations.

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: babies!!!! you’re also referred to as “ma” once

okay but like,,,,,first time dad Bakugou giving his baby their first bath after coming home!!! you’re fluttering around the kitchen, trying to make sure you have your daughters towel ready, her baby safe soap, a tiny washcloth, that her teeny tiny pajamas are in the dryer.

it’s only when you take a second to ask Bakugou something do you finally just—pause. your gaze instantly softens, a lovesick smile inching on your face as you watch your big buff pro hero husband hunch over the kitchen sink.

your daughter is resting in the baby bath seat, lilac colored and reclined back. she squirms when Bakugou lets the warm water run over her naked, fat little belly. her face scrunches at the new sensation, fists balling up against her chest. he coos at her, gentle,

“I know, ya little princess. Feels weird on ya, doesn’t it?” he asks her, voice so small under the running water. he cups his hand, holds a handful of water, tilts her fat cheek up to let it slide in her neck rolls that always smell like milk. she whines at that, sniffles and hiccups before she cries. you go to take a step forward, to console her, but Bakugou is so patient.

“It’s alright,” he kisses her tears away. “Daddy’s just tryna help you.” he runs the water all over her body, and paired with his softly spoken words, does she finally quiet after a few seconds. her little body trembles with the aftermath, pouty lips puffy and he can’t help but smooth his hand over the softness of her face.

“Yer a crybaby, just like your ma.” he whispers to her, grinning when that breaks you out of your stupor to smack him on the shoulder. you both laugh at that, and you finally feel the peace that is your little family. you lean against Bakugou’s shoulder, pressing a kiss to his jaw before looking at your daughter again.

“You’re gonna be a great dad,” you mumble into his skin. he doesn’t say anything, but you can feel his shuddering breath, and the calmness that blankets the rest of your house.