#dad kats

[silverhairsimp]

Toby Kieth Tribute feat. Katsuki & Eijiro

I can’t stop thinking about Western!au Katsuki and Kirishima who decided to marry their best friend because no other woman was ever going to be worth their time the way you were, are, and always will be. 

The brain rot has been so real recdently. Maybe I'll expand on this, probably not, but enjoy Kat and Eijiro raising their kids on Toby Kieth.

The three of you grew up on the classic country songs and when the time came to start talking about a family, there was no hesitation. Giving each of the boys one of their own so they could raise them the same way you all were, maybe even a little better since you all had each other. 

When the news came out that your favorite country singer had passed and your boys were merely 3 and 4, there was no hesitation to keep his memory alive. 

Every time Katsuki and Eijiro are heading out to the ranch, they’ve got the kids buckled in their car seats with “Should’ve been a Cowboy” blasting through the speaker of their old pickup. Eijiro has got his arm behind Katsuki's seat while he looks at their clones nodding and bobbing their head along to the music. Singing at the top of their lungs when the hook comes.

Eiji’s kid, being a year older, has already got most of the words down, and for Katsuki’s, he mumbles along when he can, but there’s one song he knows by heart. “Daddy, wuv’er, wuv'er…” He’s whine from the back seat. “God Love Her? You know that song reminds me of mama, huh?” His dad grins from thew drivers seat and there’s no way the song is appropriate for their young ears, but hell, they’re gonna learn eventually. 

The two grown men in the front seat can't help but smile at the memory of their first time with you and that song sure does bring back so many memories.

To all the songs that have taught them life lessons, they plan to teach those same to their own boys. Starting them off young but guiding them to be a little better than they were at this age. 

[sketchy-doge1]

Sleepy 'ead,,

[koreluvsspring]

A little Imagine about Love Is Blind (Japan) Pro Hero edition…

(If you speak english…no you don’t!)

HAHAKEKEKJE

Pro-Hero Bakugou who’d rather eat his hand and season it with salt than go on the show. But his sweet daughter convinces him to and he caves in, denies that he’ll take it seriously.

Pro-Hero Bakugou who’s last relationship was a fleeting fling with a women who ended pregnant despite all the safety precautions they took. Gave birth without his knowledge and delivered his angel to him, then vanished.

Pro-Hero Bakugou who’s the least favorite out of all the contestants for his rude demeanor, lack of socialization, and immediately leaving the room once he hears something he doesn’t like.

Pro-Hero Bakugou who everyone warns you about… “He’s so grouchy! He’s kind of a jerk! Girl trust, he’s not even worth your time.” But you were curious about the infamous man.

So you enter the pod and start with a simple Hello in your native language and Bakugou is suddenly all ears. Who leans forward at the sound of your jewelry rattling as you sat down. Who immediately asks what language that is because he’s a language nerd. When you respond with guess.

He takes up the challenge and goes through languages until you tell him the right answer. You say a few more words and he’s locked in. He’s speaking more than he ever did with the other ladies. He’s curious about your background and asks questions. You continue to talk but switching to Japanese, while teaching him a few words at his request. Without realizing it, you talk for hours until it’s late.

Pro-Hero Bakugou who’s sure you’re his match after your first encounter and doesn’t even try with anybody else. (Not that they were interested) Who gets jealous when he finds out you’re still exploring your options. Who gets upset hearing stories or comments about you from the other men. Why didn’t you tell him that for the first 14 years of your life your mother only bought jasmine scented products, to the point it was YOUR signature scent to this day??? He was jealous and it SHOWED.

Everybody is surprised on how quickly you melted his exterior. Especially the girls when you seemed to favor him! “You guys he’s actually pretty sweet i swear!” They don’t believe you.

Days go on and Katsuki can’t take it any longer.

“Y/n.”

“Bakugou?”

“Call me Katsuki.”

“Okay then, Katsuki… what is it?” You poke because it sounded serious.

“I’m getting impatient.” He says while he grips the sides of the pillow. “I came on here thinking i’d never find the woman for me. That love couldn’t be blind and that it was all some sort of mushy gushy bull shit. I was so convinced that I was sort of meant to be alone. Yet here you come, all happy ‘nd shit, and jus’ talking to you makes me feel things. Imagining being alongside you as you travel, or being the person you come to have a ramble session with. It makes me pretty fucking happy. As i’m saying this, i’m on a single knee. Make me a happy man and marry me?”

He was already on his knee holding out a ring for you. Your eyes water and you immediately say yes. Katsuki can feel all his nerves disappear at the confirmation.

[awkwardbakugou]

the jean ohmygod 😭

[ray935sworld]

Nothing to see here, just Marco Bezzecchi having a 46 key chain at the car keys

THAT'S A PAPA'S BOY RIGHT THERE

[katballesteros]

“I felt him, mama, he moved! He moved!”

[monttagues]

they continue to be the most couple goals ever

[diaryofageekgirl]

Hello everyone, I am here to Speak The Truth

[scrollonso]

thinking about how when nikola was asked about expectations for his first race in f3 he said "fernando expects me to finish in the top 5" and he finished 4th

[katherine-mcnamara]

Katherine McNamara Dance Dads Official Trailer

[silverhairsimp]

who's gonna take care of you? k. bakugou

I am sicker than sick and couldn't sleep last night so here's some bakugou fluff.

Pairing & CW: Bakugou x f!reader. Reader and Bakugou have two kids. Brief mentions of pregnancy from Mitsuki (Reader is not actually pregnant). pure, sickly sweet fluff.

Katsuki looks at the clock hanging above the kitchen sink, 7:24am. Usually you’d have been up for at least a half hour by now, maybe more. The kids have to be to school at 8:30, it’s only a 12 minute drive, but they like to get there early and play with their friends before their day of learning starts. He looks at the two of them sitting at the counter, digging into their fresh pancakes and waffles with a variety of fruits. They were similar in a lot of ways, but your daughter refuses to eat pancakes, the same goes with your son and waffles. And what kind of number one dad would The Bakugou Katsuki be if he didn’t make his brats happy?

“You two stay here and finish eating— gonna go check on your ma’,” he calls out to them before heading down the hall, only to stop with a hand on the doorframe to look back at them. “And no eatin’ spoonfuls’a syrup this time! That shi— crap’ll give you diabetes.” 

The two of them laugh at their dads empty threat, knowing they’ll at least sneak one or two spoonfuls before he gets back. 

He has an office day today, full of paperwork and unfished reports that need to be submitted by the end of the week. He’s been working overtime, which means you have too. Working overtime at your own job and taking care of the kids when he gets home too late or leaves too early for work. 

“Baby—“ he calls out when he pushes open your bedroom door. Your cheeks are flushed red, your brows are knit together, you’ve got a mound of blankets on you, yet your feet are sticking out from the bottom. “Hey, y’doing okay?” He asks as he gets closer, sitting next to your sleeping form on the bed when he reaches a hand out to cup your cheek, followed by placing the back of his hand to your forehead. “Jesus babe, you’re burnin’ up. Might be running hotter than I normally do…” 

His words are laced with concern as he heads to your shared bathroom, grabbing a washcloth and wetting it with as cold of water he can get before wringing it out. For good measure, he grabs the thermometer and to confirm his suspicions.

“Open up for me, baby.” He brushes his thumb over your cheek and your eyes finally open when you bring your hand up to touch the cold cloth on your forehead. “‘Ts cold…” you mumble and he slips the thermometer underneath your tongue. “Yeah and you’re hot—“ he waits for the thermometer to finish rereading before he adds: “101.9 to be exact.” 

You try to sit up, “I’m fine…”but the pressure in your head is too much so you flop back down into the pillows. “I don’t know what year you think I was born, but I know what fine is. And you, are not fine.” 

“But the kids— they have school, you have work— I have things to do around the house.” You try to protest in between a fit of coughs, but he plants an arm against the bed, palm down at your side caging you in. “you know the hag— my mom,” he corrects when you give him the glare, “she loves taking them to school. Eijiro too. I could call either one and they’d drop ‘em off. And with work, that’s one of the perks’a bein’ your own boss.” 

He leans down to press a kiss to your cheek, trying to hide the wince at how warm your skin is. Gods you must feel like shit. “Lemme call my mom—“ he steps out of the room and gently closes the door, calling in a favor to the woman who always saves his ass. 

‘Yeah, y/n sick, real sick. Need someone to drop off the beats at school. What? Morning sickness? No she’s not pregnant again. She’s sick sick. Got’a fever of almost 102. Yeah, they ate. Yes, lunches packed. Ugh— what kinda father do you think I— mmgh. Thanks ma. They’ll be ready for ya.’

He comes back in the room slight shake to his head as he thinks back to the conversation he just had with his mom. Your youngest is 6 and she’s been itching for another grand baby, but that’s too bad. She’s got two good ones to love on anyway. “Moms comin’ to pick em up in 15.” 

The two of you can hear the padding of feet running down the hall and your two replicas appear in the door frame. 

“Mommy what’s wrong? Did you catch a bug?” Your 8 year old son asks you as he pushes his hips to the bed. He may have his fathers eyes but he’s got your color hair and the sweetest personality to match. 

“Ew! Why would mommy catch a bug!! That’s so yucky!” Your daughter chimes. She’s got that ash blonde hair to match her fathers and definitely gets his personality. 

“Yeah, squirt, mama’s not feeling great so your Gramma Mitsuki is gonna take you to school.”

“Katsuki— you really shouldn’t have asked your mom to come all the way here.” 

“You say all the way here like she doesn’t live 8 minutes down the road.” He smirks at you, knowing damn well she wasn’t gonna miss the opportunity to be involved in your kids’ lives. 

“Daddy, why can’t we stay and take care of mommy like she takes care of us when we’re sick?” Your boy asks with those gorgeous ruby red eyes peering down at you. “You guys have to stay in school and get good grades. You wanna have your own agency and be the number one hero like your daddy don’t you?” You smile at the two of them and lift your hand off the bed to cup their cheeks one at a time. 

Your daughter flexes her little muscles and grits her teeth. “Yeah mommy! We’ll get strong so we can take good care of you some day!” 

Each of your kiddos leans in to place a kiss to your cheek, it’s no use trying to stop them either. They’re both stubborn, just like you and Katsuki. 

“Go get cleaned up before Gramma gets here— and don’t think I can’t smell the syrup on those sticky fingers, you little shits!” 

It’s no use trying to protest the language when you hear the fit of laughter and screams as they run back down the hall. 

Katsuki gets up to make sure they’re heading out to wash up and grab their school bags while he makes another call to the agency, letting Mina know he won’t be in. 

You’ve nearly fallen back asleep by the time he comes back with a hot bowl of homemade soup, a freshly squeezed cup of orange juice, a ginger shot and two pieces of toast. “They’re right ya know. You’re like super woman to them— and even she needs help sometimes.” He presses a kiss to your forehead and turns on the tv for some back ground noise before he grabs his computer and sits next to you in bed. 

“Katsuki. You’re gonna get sick if you stay here—“ you try to protest and he just smiles and puts the cold rag on your forehead. “Yeah… and when super man needs help; I know you’ll be there too..” He lands a fat one right on your lips and smiles. The two of you share everything together. Even the cooties…

[applesaucesims]

The pub owner had quite enjoyed the first performance of Kenny and the Kats and thus invited them to perform regularly.

At the beginning, their jazz was mostly heard as background noise by visitors of the establishment. But soon, they noticed certain listeners reappearing and seeming to do so more for the music than the drinks.

Of course, Ken's family would come to see him and his band perform some nights, too. Seeing the proud sparkle in his parents' eyes gave him an extra boost in confidence, especially from his mother who had taught him the art that he was making his career.

[TRANSCRIPT]

Edward: "That's my boy!"

*Maureen and Emma laughing*

[wranglens]

take a shot every time tyler puts his hands on his hips .

[clonerightsagenda]

Envy knew about the destruction of Xerxes, but none of Father's children seem to recognize Hohenheim, which makes me think Father left his best frenemy out of whatever "this is where you came from" talk he gave his offspring.

Further train of thought related to this:

Alchemical abomination version of the sex talk

Does Father know what sex is

He understands the Elrics are Hohenheim's kids but maybe he thinks he built them

Greed is aware of sex as a concept but there's no evidence he didn't misunderstand the phrase "have sex" and thinks it's a physical object he can possess

There is no proof Lust knows what sex is

[cola-vampire]

This is probably gonna become a headcanon of Layton for me

But

I highkey NEED to see Layton be genuinely pissed off. I need this man to fucking let loose. Blow up. Someone pushes his buttons one too many times that he's had enough. Sometimes being nice to make someone stop or being firm isn't enough.

"Claire, forgive me for what I'm about to do to this poor soul."

Sometimes a gentleman needs to go ape shit. And then carry on like it never happened.

He probably doesn't even need to raise his voice!!

[kit-kat-jo]

hey uh house md season 4 finale. what the fuck.