#fathers day cw
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fictionkinfessions · 5 months ago
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Invite: fathers day, june 16th, usa?
Hey this Sunday in the USA it's going to be Fathers Day?! Wow whoa! Feel free to send in your confessions about fathers! Fathers being dads, bros, caretakers, adopted whomevers, avuncular folks, step dads, paternal figures, and so forth! They can be good or bad, happy or vent-y, to!
They will be tagged with fathers day cw and holidays cw!
-the management
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heroing · 5 months ago
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"do you think strapping a live bomb to bruce's car counts as a father's day gift?"
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mundmutter · 5 months ago
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Qistina's family have longsince died in her current canon, and it was her mother who died last out of the six of them, on the day of her final daughters massacre in the village. Her father, brother thomas and sister agatha, had all died before that, and Edward, the eldest, had been missing even earlier than that. She often thinks that her father died of a broken heart in looking for him, and hardly remembers the sound of his voice. Forgotten his touch, his smell and his comforting warmth that only a father who loved his daughter could give. He cherished her until his dying day, but throughout these centuries, she might have forgotten him alltogether.
But he is there, in the shade of her eyes. The shape of his face comes to visit on the countenance of her children, his voice is nearly a birds mimicry in their laughter. She truly, longingly, yearns for the day that she may see her father again.
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secondbornavaricious · 5 months ago
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"Fathers Day, huh? I don't think I will be celebrating that." His pops doesn't deserve a day for himself.
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dogtccth · 1 year ago
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Bad dad club....
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lovesaved · 1 year ago
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pete.r quil.l? absolutely blackout drunk on shitty space liquor on fathers day? what about it??
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pyreshe · 1 year ago
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I just know that every father's day after vincent's accident, she just kind of vanishes for hours on end and people can't find her or even contact her until she wants to be found/contacted. at which point she's Fine, Actually, What Do You Mean?
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unlockthestars · 1 year ago
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@eiiskonigin asked: She leaves no messages for her father, doing her best to avoid being even caught stepping foot inside the family home. She has, however, left a wrapped gift of caramels from a local sweets shop for Klein. And, as usual, Winter leaves no note with it.
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On days like today, Klein did his best to make sure each of the Schnee children knew that they were loved, no matter what. He wasn't their father; he couldn't make up for what Jacques had or had not done, but he could still make sure that they had some form of paternal love in their lives.
So when he finds the gift of caramels, left without any note or anything to indicate who it was from, he can't help the little smile on his face. He knows exactly who they were from, and he makes a mental note to send her a letter, thanking her for the gift, and inviting her out for a drink, so he can see her and thank her in person. Besides, it had been far too long since their last one, and he'd like to see her again, to let her know that he was still thinking about her, even though she no longer lived at home. She would always be his girl, too.
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gunchamber · 1 year ago
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Happy Father's Day, Daddy!
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                oh  ,    she  is  so  fucking    SMUG    right  now  .    ❛    thank  you  ,    sweetheart  .    ❜
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fictionkinfessions · 5 months ago
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happy father's day, lucifer! I know our relationship was complicated but ultimately, I'm glad that you came back into my life. depression is a real ass-kicker and I'm so happy I could be there to support you, and I know you did your best to support me too. *turns around and grabs alastor like a squeaky toy* YOU, on the other hand-
- charlie (hazbin hotel)
x
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secondbetrayer · 1 year ago
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lyra is wishing a happy father’s day to her father figures farder coram, john faa, lee scoresby and king iorek byrnison ❤️
and none for asriel belacqua, bye
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houseflyy · 1 year ago
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“Today won’t make me upset. Father isn’t gone; he’s still out there, somewhere! Maybe he was getting really, really sick with a horrible illness that he didn't want to spread and didn’t come back until I had left. Or—maybe he had to go on a trip for his work that was so urgent and important that he didn’t have time to tell me!
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…If any of those were the reason, I wish he could have told me. And left more food.”
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brawlqueen · 1 year ago
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until the day i say it : mizuki and date.
for @pleiadeshalo / kaname date, from mizuki date.
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she doesn't know what's possessed her. in the maelstrom of warmth and equal measures fear that she'd never unearth from her unshakable pride; she thinks of how it's only been two months. two months since that cringe-worthy, embarrassing, loser of a man adopted her. gave her his name. two wolves exist inside her, fitting that they chase a rabbit with teeth (her, always her), and mizuki questions if it's even right to be doing this at all.
to be checking the instructions. to be making eggs in a disgusting way that makes them crispy and crunchy below and on top. with absurd amounts of paprika. two wolves inside her. the other of a man she wonders things.
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( was there ever a time you loved me? daddy, hey -- was there ever a time you were happy i was born? or were you like mom ? did....you regret it? )
her biological father strung up like a fish with a hook and black bruises around his neck. hollowed out left eye and the wailing scream of a twelve year old walking once again into hell. maybe it always was like that, long before she was eight. maybe she just...was so used to taking it. two wolves inside her, a man with an artificial eye and a small apartment that is her home and a man murdered and brutalized being torn apart by the media; who placed in his cold dead hands a crown of thorns of inheritance for sunfish pocket and lemniscate. as if she can even begin to fathom how to deal with all that money.
" oh shit..! " she almost made them too crispy. she wasn't a good cook. her ability to be delicate was sorely lacking with her hands; more likely to cook than anything. she sprinkles a bit more of paprika before flipping them over again. eggs are...really the only thing she can make without breaking cups or pots or plates with monstrous strength. she has a sloppily written card by his desk. she didn't know what to do with it.
if she doesn't address that for once, she actually has a father, maybe one who even loves her, maybe for once she is most precious to someone. is it silly to think she's that for date? someone so precious? yeah it...it must be. why should she want that loser old man to cherish her anyway? or maybe she's fooling herself. date .... won't he regret this ? that stupid old man. that stupid, sickening pervert.
( i still remember how you held me that day. and then i started talking. and then i cried. and...it was warm. )
"h-hey! hasn't anyone told you to knock first before coming home, pervert?! you're soooo stupid you know that? can't you see i'm...." a beat, tremulous blue-grey eyes flitting away from the return of her adoptive father. the two wolves aren't going away. she clearly looks shaken and even skittish amidst the usual snark and hot temper. she scrambles to flip the eggs, mizuki sighing in faint relief that they aren't burnt half as bad as date probably would like them. she doesn't want to make crap, okay?!
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".....y-you could have messaged me you were coming home, old man!" mizuki snaps, hands on her hips as she waves a spatula at him. in mizuki date's hands, anything could become a weapon. at least aiba's back too. she's still....getting used to her adoptive...fa...fa.....not yet, she can't even think it -- it's so frustrating. it's so terrifying -- old man, having an artificial intelligence so clearly alien yet human. who treats her with kindness and shares her sense of humor. who agrees on things she does, who seems to really have her own independent mind. it's...like having another big sister.
" d-don't look over here! i-i said you should have messaged me now you have to go back outside! outside, date! " mizuki snaps, though her fingers shake in both annoyance and fear.
is it okay to do this? will he laugh at me? why did he adopt me?
it's father's day and two wolves are inside her, one who should have been one but never was, and one who is but she isn't ready. she isn't ready to say it. not aloud. but....well, the card with adorabbit and some pictures sagan-sensei said would make him happy, why pictures of her at school would she has no idea, mizuki goes back to cooking.
act normal. act unaffected. act....act like it's not changing.
the note laden with pictures of her life at school that she wasn't aware were even took, lips pulled into a sunshine smile, startled her at first, but she can't focus on that right now. the damn eggs take all her concentration. the letter has crossed out lines and trembles in the handwriting. mizuki date afraid? ridiculous.
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to old man pervert:
date, your hair still looks like soggy bread no matter what you do with it. you still eat pudding way too much. you still are collecting odoroki man chocolate like a child. you still say really weird things to me that i don't understand. you hog the bathroom in the morning. you still do stupidly reckless things. you keep stuff like aiba from me when i really like her.
and you adopted me like it was no big deal. i don't...know why you did that. maybe i'll never understand. you're not daddy. but....i think that's okay. maybe it always was okay. you're just date. and....something else but --- ugh, don't ask okay?!
you probably don't even know what date it is so i'm not even gonna say it it but......
there's something i want to say sometime. but only if you get your act together. and also....thank you date. i was really happy you -- (the rest is scribbled out). anyway i guess i wanna thank you. for....well, shut up! i just do, okay?! so...thanks date. and enjoy your eggs because i am totally not making this crap ever again -- until next year at least.
and.... i don't regret moving in four years ago. even if i don't understand you doing that, even if you drive me absolutely insane. even if you scare me sometimes when you're gone for a while.i was happy. and....i'm still happy. and that drives me insane too. maybe that's okay. i guess i'll keep living together with you.
that day really....really did make me happier than...anything.
from, mizuki d----mizuki.
ps: we're probably out of paprika now.
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nicawlette · 1 year ago
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❝ Can I get ❛ hell yeah ❜ from all my bitches with daddy issues? ❞
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dogtccth · 1 year ago
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@countlessrealities asked:
"Here." A 20$ note is handed out to Jerry. "Happy father's day or like...whatever. And this is all the cash I'm willing to give this month, so don't, like, come to ask for more."
"Uh, y-yeah, happy father's day. I...A-All the money I have is...alien money, s-so it wouldn't...you know. B-But I got you this." It's a stress ball of sort. "I-It says motivational stuff when you squeeze it. L-Like...uh, 'I can be a productive person' an-and 'I'll find a job'...t-things like that."
[[ from my Summer & Morty || sorry I had to x3 ]]
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Brows furrow when he's presented with anything from his kids , of course he knew what day it was but that didn't mean he expected anything . Hence the surprised look on his face when cash is given his way and there's a semblance of a smile on his face but it doesn't last long as Summer goes on to tell him not to ask for more . Reminding him of his lowest times and head dips slightly in shame but still he musters a small , " Thank you , Summer . " And twenties slipped into the pockets of his jeans because he could use it which only makes him feel worse .
Attention's then set on his son , part of him expecting more kindness from him as it usually was in his nature -- not always for him but there's hope . And he's almost relieved till the mention of finding a job is thrown at his face and frown deepens which makes him squeeze the ball and it only adds insult to injury . A sighs given and he tries to give a smile , " Thank you , Morty ... " But it's set aside .
Hesitantly he looks over his kids and despite embarrassment part of him still yearned for some connection with them , perhaps it was his ever growing loneliness setting in . " We could -- go out and eat if you guys aren't too busy ? "
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saiibeo · 1 year ago
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they prefer the fact that it's national sushi day tbh.
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