#dad mouse

[mickedy]

mr. mouse… people call him “the mouse”.. dad of Mickey and Oswald unrelated to any real life figures or namesakes. (audible wink)

[skiplo-wave]

So we can use any Mickey now?

Nope just black and white Mickey.

So you can use first draft Mickey or steamboat Mickey but hat stays ON. And fyi Minnie Mouse is not in public domain.

Correction

Only one Minnie Mouse is public domain aka black and white one

[sandwitchstories]

Mouse and The Cookies

Hello, Hello! Here is the next installment in my series of drabbles, headcannons and one shots about Dad!Sukuna!

For more adventures with Mouse and Dad!Sukuna, check out my Daddy Duty Series on my AO3 - Here! )

Authors note: Yup, still here and still weak for soft Sukuna, Dad!sukuna, husband sukuna and as ALWAYS 4 armed Sukuna.

If you prefer to read on AO3 click here !

Summary: Sukuna is woken up from his slumber by his 2 year old daughter. He tries to get her back to sleep, but like most two year olds at 3am, she has something else on her mind.

WC: 900+

CW: Reader is referred to as Mama but not described, toddler dad Sukuna, girl dad!sukuna, true form Sukuna (4 arms) some slightly suggestive humor (it's a two line exchange between Sukuna and reader), it's pretty much just plain Dilf Sukuna fluff and crack

Sukuna came awake to the extremely rude feeling of being poked in the cheek. He turned his head to glare at the owner of the finger. His 2 year old daughter stood beside the bed, smiling unapologetically from ear to ear. He blinked his eyes slowly several times and asked, “What are you doing awake, mouse?”

“Papa want to play?” she asked, leaning against the bed.

“No. It’s the middle of the night. Papa sleep. Mama sleep. Mouse, that’s you, sleep. Now go,” Sukuna grumbled at her.

Unperturbed, she grabbed onto his bicep with her tiny little hands. He sighed and used the other free hand on that side of his body to pick her up by the back of her clothes and dangle her above him. He narrowed all 4 eyes on her as she hovered over him giving a toothy smile of enjoyment at her predicament. 

He shook his head and plopped her down between him and your sleeping form. “Go to sleep.”

“No sleep, Papa!” she said, rolling over to stare at him, her head on the pillow. 

“Why not?” he asked, turning his head to look at her. He raised one of his hands to run his fingers through her unruly pink mop of hair. “You don’t feel like sleeping?”

“No,” she shook her head. “Scary dreams.”

He briefly wondered what exactly a scary dream consisted of for a 2 year old. It didn’t matter and he knew it. What mattered was the child needed comfort and you were not awake. This was not exactly his fortee. 

He moved her so that she was laying on his chest with two of his arms wrapped over her. “There, see, you’re safe. Now sleep.”

“Papa fights the bad dreams?” she asked.

“Yeah, Papa will fight the bad dreams. Your Papa is the King of Curses, after all. Your bad dreams will be scared of me,” he told her pointedly, feeling a smug smile on his face as he stared at the ceiling. Maybe he wasn’t so bad at this. 

“Mama more scary though,” she commented. 

He was about to argue but stopped himself. He, the king of curses with a body count in the thousands, could be stopped in his tracks by you, a wisp of a woman compared to him. You could make him back down with just a single glare. Hell hath no fury like his wife on the warpath. The kid was right. Well, shit...

“Yeah, Mama is scarier,” he agreed, rubbing her back and kissing her head. “But Mama’s right here too. See? Extra safe. So just go to sleep, Mouse.”

“No,” she said, turning to look at him. “My tummy is hungry.”

“You’re hungry?” he asked, before issuing a sigh and sitting up, he grabbed her under one arm and headed towards the kitchen. She dangled down laughing. He grabbed on to one ankle and lifted her so she was upside down and eye to eye with him. “Hey, be quiet or you’ll wake up Mama. And didn’t we just talk about how scary she is?”

He grinned as he watched his daughter cover her mouth and try not to laugh, her cheeks puffing up full of air. He moved her so he was carrying her the correct way and opened the door to the kitchen. “Alright. What are we eating?”

“Cookies,” she said, pointing to the cupboard that housed them.

He narrowed his gaze at her. She had decided on that very quickly. His eyes got wide as he stared at his cunning little girl. “You wanted cookies all along, didn’t you? You played me like a biwa, mouse.”

She cupped his cheeks and gave his nose a kiss. “You best Papa!”

“You’re damn right I’m the best Papa,” he said as he got the cookies out of the cupboard. 

“I’ll make sure to put that as your epitaph.”

Sukuna and your daughter exchanged identical looks of surprise before turning to look at you. He gasped dramatically. “Uh oh, Mouse. We’re busted!”

“And just what do you have to say for yourselves?” You demanded, hands on your hips. 

You watched as Sukuna set your daughter down, curious what he was up to. Your eyes bugged out of your head as he gave her the bag of cookies with one hand while another pulled you in around your waist and lifted you up off the ground.

“Quick, Mouse! Make a break for it!” he said, pushing her gently towards the exit. 

Your daughter took off at as close to the speed of light as a toddler could manage, making her escape with the haul without looking back. You laughed.  “She’s getting away with your loot!”

“Ehh let her,” he said, pulling you tighter against him and kissing the side of your neck. He spoke in a softer tone against your ear.  “I caught myself something far more delicious than cookies.”

“That may be true, but with the amount of sugar she is about to ingest you won’t get to enjoy that loot either,” you teased. 

He grunted as he realized you were right, setting you down to quickly head down the hallway after the giggling baby goblin. “Hey! Get back here! It’s sleep time, not cookie time!”

“Catch me, Papa!”

“Oh, I’m gonna catch you alright!” you heard him say as their voices grew distant in what was now obviously a game of chase combined with keep away.

You shook your head and sighed as you headed down the hall after them. Every day was an adventure when you were married to the King of Curses. And when you were also the mother of his child? Your work was never done… Well, as they like to say, if you couldn’t beat them… “Ready or not, here I come!”

[faifenaco]

More House MD daughter au:

He teaches her to swear at a young age and often uses her as a way to vicariously insult others—plays it off as “kids, amiright?”

Letters home from school begging House to teach her not to rip into the other students’ insecurities so specifically

Cuddy is the default babysitter, but not by choice (cue House coming up with elaborate, incredibly unserious ways to force Cuddy to watch her)

Wilson is Uncle Jimmy.

She doesn’t learn the ducklings’ first names for years, assuming that Chase, Cameron, and Foreman are their first names

They play a game where House lists symptoms and she guesses what the illness is (she almost always just guesses sarcoidosis) (she does not know what sarcoidosis is)

House brings her to work because it “makes him look busy so people leave him alone”

When she does visit PPTH, House has her say “bad idea” after every suggestion the ducklings make, regardless of what they come up with

House teaches her how to forge Wilson’s signature and Wilson never suspects that she’s been stealing his prescription pad (for Vicodin purposes ofc)

Cameron eager to be the favorite but often coming off as the “give me a hug!” aunt

Wilson is Uncle Jimmy.

Chase and Foreman being the actual favorites bc they undermine House’s authority constantly

Picking up Chase’s accent and slang (like when kids watch Bluey or Peppa Pig)

Uncle Jimmy.

[found--family]

just a 20-something college student visiting his dad 

[art-from-the-juice-box]

gen loss dump part 2 :]

i have a gen loss playlist so the last two was me hitting randomize and drawing a pic based on the song before it finished. the second one technically isn’t that cause charlie’s inferno isn’t on apple music cause they hate me so it’s way more of the song out of spite because they wouldn’t give it to me.

[kleefkruid]

Danny pulled out the big guns to motivate Peeke to start eating solid food.

Translation: "what do you think- oh, a fork" "hmm, steak" "that's a bit big huh, maybe start out with some paté... already smacking her mouth though, did you see?" "like hmm, can't possibly be bad" "instictively I think"

[superarti]

Human au thingy with Henry and my oc Mouse something something idk I’ll make some ref sheets later but figured I should share these they are super cute.

[morrigan-sims]

Death

Transformation, moving forward, endings, change, and a new beginning.

Another tarot card, this time of my pathfinder character, Morana!! She's named after a Slavic goddess of death and winter, which was 100% intentional, given her necromancy theme and frozen homeland.

Oh, and a very lovely thank you to kiki @wildmeadowsims for sitting with me while I set up the scene, helping me figure out wtf was going on with my tree textures, and suggesting the red glow from the skull's eyes. This render wouldn't have gotten done yesterday (or anytime soon) without you. 💖

[sunny1927]

Sunny redesign plus interacting with the backups!

I am really happy on how Sunny turned out in the AU, so I thought of posting her interacting with the backups (cause after all, they are family 🥹)💕💕💕

Originally I wasn’t gonna post this because I only did this out of boredom but why not lol. Enjoy!

The backup detectives belongs to @skullsemi

Teri beary belongs to @angelleplaytoonbeary

Sorry about the bad quality tumblr ruined it :/

[muffinsandstardust]

i'm having thought over the fact foolish is SUCH a dad. like dreamsmp his first stream his #1 goal was: Aquire a Son! he didn't care about tools, armor, or settle, no he said his number one priority was finding a way to acquire a child. and he LOVED foolish jr. he made jr a nest in the endercrib until he ran out of space. he was terrified anytime he took jr out but he still carried him to go on playdates. dude was paranoid about SEAGULS. in VANILLA. he would tell them age-apporitate bedtime stories about what he was going through. he didn't want finley at first but between chat and his reluctance to ever use a real totem, he accepted her and he loved her two. and then there was that brief moment where he thought he was pregnant and was excited about it. and then he comes to the qsmp and he adopts arin. arin new nothing about the world and was the equivalent of an infant and foolish saw this and said "yes i will be your dad. i will love you and teach you." how when he found out he about the multiple arin computers his first thought was "do I have triplets?" and he he gave each and every one a hug. and the egg even where he begged the gods to grant him a child when he saw all the eggs had been adopted. how leo changed his world and he dedicated his life to her. how he has entire backpack dedicated to gifts she's given him, how she showed him there was more to life. she taught him it was ok to get attached. leo was his best besti and just. i can't stop thinking of his conversation with bad and how much he's grown since his time on the dream smp. "if i trapped you in an obsidian box, you'd be alive but that wouldn't be living." that's exactly what he did with his first children! but now he's learned that was a mistake. leo has taught him it's better to enjoy life even if it's short. and now leo's gone and what has foolish been doing? getting pregnant, over and over, and over agian because at least then he's helping another life into the world. at least then his life is used to nurture another. because what is he when he's not a dad? and yeah he's not perfect, he struggles with emotions and saying his love. but he loves so so much. he tries his best he does. give him his two(8???) kids back please

[sandwitchstories]

Kiss It Fix It

Hello, Hello! Here is the next installment in my series of drabbles, headcannons and one shots about Dad!Sukuna!

For more adventures with Mouse and Dad!Sukuna, check out my Daddy Duty Series on my AO3 - Here! )

If you prefer to read on AO3 click here !

Author's Note: For anyone new to my Dad!Sukuna Series, Mouse is Sukuna's currently 2 year old daughter with reader.

Summary: While fleeing from naptime Mouse sustains an injury.

WC: 1000+

CW: Reader is referred to as Mama but not described, toddler dad Sukuna, girl dad!sukuna, true form Sukuna (4 arms), it's pretty much just plain Dilf Sukuna fluff and crack, it is SFW but 2 swear words are said (well technically one but it's said twice)

Sukuna was sitting atop his throne, staring out into the vacancy of the room he was in. Here he was the ultimate law. Here was where he made pathetic humans tremble and crawl. He made them beg, never being even the slightest bit benevolent. Nah. He was fully malevolent, just like his shrine.

He rested his head on his palm and closed his eyes. He let out a slow breath. He was glad these tedious meetings were over. These curses and sorcerers were all so pathetic. Their squabbling and scheming… Very few of them had strong enough convictions to actually stand and fight against opposition. 

It was all a waste of his time and utterly bored him. Sukuna was not a fan of being bored. Maybe it was time for a little… walk about. Go stretch his legs, find some fresh… meat. Uraume was saying the supply of human flesh was getting low. He did need it to survive and the hunt would help him blow off some steam, especially if he played with his food first. 

Just as he finished that thought the door to his throne room began to open slowly. He lifted his head and arched his eyebrow, wondering just who would have the audacity to enter his throne room without permission. 

“Papa?”

He should have figured. “What do you want, Mouse?”

She finished shoving the heavy door open enough she could squeeze in. He watched as she made her way across the room and up to his throne of bones. With expert ease she made her way up the stairs to stand at his feet.

“Papa, up. Please and thank you,” she said, stretching her arms up.

“You know you are not supposed to be in here,” he narrowed his eyes on her, unmoving.

“But I need Papa…” she pouted.

“Why do you need me? You have your mother. Hell, you have Uraume somewhere around here too,” he scoffed.

Mouse rested one hand on his knee and then lifted the other to show him a pretty deep cut on the palm of her tiny little hand. “Need Papa to kiss it, fix it.”

He used one hand to pick her up by the back of her clothing and set her on his lap, keeping that hand behind her to keep her stable. Another hand cupped the back of her head, thumb rubbing in a gentle pattern. He used a third hand to hold hers and take a look.

“How the hell did you do that?” he muttered, using his RCT to heal her hand. “There you go. It’s fixed.”

“No, it’s not,” she shook her head glancing at her palm and then at him expectantly.

“What the hell do you mean it’s not fixed?”

“Papa didn’t finish,” she said, moving the hand to hold it in front of his face as if she were presenting evidence. “Seeeeee.”

“Mouse, I see nothing. Literally nothing. It’s been healed.”

“But…”

“But what?”

“But… papa didn’t kiss it fix it…” she pouted up at him.

Kiss it fix it… He was so grateful you had taught your daughter that a kiss healed wounds and had somehow convinced him to play along. He let out a sigh and moved her hand to his mouth “Muah. There. Happy?”

“Yes. Please and thank you, Papa,” she said with a smile before moving to lean into him.

He gave in instantly, wrapping arms around her and holding her impossibly small frame in his arms. Careful like she was made of glass. “Now what do you want, Mouse?”

“Just Papa,” she said softly, a sleepy note to her voice. 

He smiled down at her gently, “Fine. You may stay.”

A short time later you came into the throne room full of concern, slightly frantic and looking for Mouse. You had found broken glass and were concerned about her well being while trying to locate her. All you had done was go to the bathroom and the little convict had once again made an escape and left destruction in her wake. But this time there had been blood.

You let out a sigh of relief when you saw her in his arms. You knew without a shadow of a doubt that if she had any injuries, Sukuna would have used RCT to heal them. When it came to Mouse, he talked tough but he was a damn good Papa.

Your heart swelled with love as you took in the scene. You couldn’t stop the small smile that spread across your face. You touched your fingertips to your mouth to stifle the happy chuckle you let slip. Sukuna was sound asleep on his big scary throne of bones with Mouse, in her little pink outfit with her little pink pigtails, equally sound asleep in his arms. 

You were about to turn back out of the room when Sukuna opened one of his eyes and focused it on you. Seeing it was you, he blinked awake. He carefully stood and descended his throne to come to you with Mouse still sound asleep, cradled in his arms. 

You were confused as he grabbed your hand and started walking. “Sukuna, where are we going?”

“Our room of course.”

“Why?” you asked.

“Because it is nap time, quite obviously.”

“You two looked comfortable where you were,” you commented. He napped in that thing all the damn time and it would not have been the first time Mouse joined him.

“We were,” he said, using one hand to push open your bedroom door, gesturing for you to enter first before closing the door softly behind him. 

“Then why relocate and risk waking her?” you asked as you stood next to him and watched him very carefully lay her down on the bed before he turned towards you. 

“For one very simple fact,” he said, pulling you close and tilting your head up to press several gentle kisses to your lips. “You don’t like sleeping on my throne.”

“I don't,” you agreed.

“Then isn’t it obvious?” he chuckled.

“Papa? Mama?” Mouse stirred from the bed, sitting up and rubbing her eyes.

“We’re right here, little one,” you said with reassurance, crawling onto the over sized bed to reach your daughter’s side. 

You laid down on your side and pulled her closer to you. You were about to turn to speak to Sukuna when you felt him lay down behind you and wrap his arm around you both, his large hand resting on Mouse’s back on top of your own. He kissed the back of your head before nuzzling his nose against your hair.“It’s nap time, precious one. Go the fuck to sleep.”

[rockhousejai]

Wowie two comics in one post? That crazy

Also, first comic is based on a conversation I had with @geekinw5, check them out while you’re there :)

Second comic is just Felix being a dad

These were all supposed to be done in one day, but I was busy yesterday XP

[salmonella-destroyer-of-worlds]

[ruthytwoshakes]

holy freakshow I tototally forgot to show off my new epic fursona deisgng

bask in her glory whyis this image so large

her name is Ruth becuausde my name is awesome and it stands for ruthless unstoppable terrorizing hellspawn . She’s 16 and wants to kill you but she can’t because she has braces and it hurts to bite. She glows in da dark because she’s really cool and her favorite food is caramel apple lollipops.

[fat-tundra-64]

I swear you can make this a template for some stupid meme if you tried