#fucking love my dad
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not my best attempt but personally I thought this was pretty cool
#formula 1#mclaren#f1#oscar piastri#mini helmet#his mini helmet is so cool#wish I could get a full sized one#I made my dad take this and had to direct him step by step and it STILL wasn’t perfect#oh well he tried#fucking love my dad
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everyone talks about the lesbians with their swords well what about the pansexual, dabbler dads who signed up their kid for medieval reenactment shit before they were even born?
#stfu alex -_-#Im talking about my own dad#He got his first sword when he was 10#Became obsessed ever since.#He likes to make dry ice icecream with me :3#Fucking love my dad#He's so awesome
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MY DAD GOT ME THE THIRD BOOK IN A SERIES I FUCKING LOVE THAT I GOT SO EXCITED OVER THE LAST TIME I SAW HIM BECAUSE IT JUST RELEASED AND IVE BEEN WAITING FOR IT FOR A WHILE AND I HAD PUT IT ON A LIST OF BOOKS I WANTED TO BUY SOON AND I FUCKING LOVE MY DAD DUDE
#shoutout to my dad for giving me a fucking amazing birthday gift#he’s the best#it’s the third hooky book of you were wondering#I was so fucking hyped when I saw it at Walmart but I couldn’t get it then because I already had two books I was getting that week#and normally my max books I can get is 1 a week#so it would take me while to be able to get it#AND HE JUST ORDERED IT ONLINE#fucking love my dad#madurday night live
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My dad when I showed him this: hes definitely high, very high, around 8ft high
Me: high on both levels, there’s no way he’s sober in this picture
My dad: he’s multitasking
#peter gabriel#genesis band#fucking love my dad#me and my dad has around the same brain cells#he has more than me but some work at the same time as all of mine
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Reason they split up gang? Anyone?
I think your parents relationship really do determine your view of love and relationships.
#i was born and they got a divorce the same year#whats that one thing from that one show#i get it you all have daddy issues#not me#fucking love my dad
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"are you being gingerist"
Love my dad. He's letting me go off and just sending short little answers like these
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“If there is one thing I hate more than fascists, it’s fascists in crowded beaches.”
- My father, today 23:43 pm.
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going through my old journals as part of therapy homework and i'm reading a section written in the emotional wreckage of a full-on breakdown when i get hit with this line:
There is never a satisfying answer to ‘Why didn’t they love me?’
like wow babe. good fucking point
#like you were on the ground biting the carpet and dry sobbing while you wrote that and still. good fucking point#not a shitpost#cptsd#and it's true. there's never a satisfying answer#the truth is i know why i wasn't loved#i analyzed my parent's traumas and abuse to death. i understand why i alienated and was alienated from my siblings#i know why my mom was too overwhelmed to be capable of nurturing#i know why my dad vanished into addiction and avoidance#the details of our cycles of trauma and cptsd and family history i have a phd in all of it#i understood perfectly. i spent years studying and now i knew the answer#and guess what? IT WAS NOT SATISFYING!!!#because they still didn't love me! and i still couldn't change that!#it was still a completely unsatisfying state of affairs!#so like. when the people who are supposed to love you...don't.#when the people who are supposed to take care of you...fail to#you can look for answers and reasons and explanations#but that's not actually going to FIX your situation.#and it's probably not within your ability TO fix the situation. (and definitely not your job)#because you don't need answers--you need a new situation#*inserts Just Walk Out. You Can Leave!!! (Running Skeleton) Meme*#and yes. walking out isn't always possible.#but for you i hope it will be one day soon. and i hope you build the courage to take that leap.#stepping away from the people who failed to love you...it feels like being untethered but also like being lighter than air#new and scary. immensely relieving. the future opens up. empty but empty like a canvas. blindingly bright until your eyes adjust#like climbing out of a pit you called home and for the first time realizing how bright the light of day can truly be#when you aren't just getting glimpses from the bottom of a hole
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Jason:
Also Jason:
when you're worried about your dad but you also have a reputation
Masterlist
#jason ''only I can hurt my dad'' todd#this is probably the most jason's texted to bruce in the span of 24 hrs#so bruce probably got home n saw 30+ missed calls from jay and assumed his son was on the brink of death#bruce: i love you my beautiful son 🥰#jason: fuck off old man#jason internally: omg my dad loves me 🥹#jason todd#red hood#bruce wayne#batman#social media au#batfamily#batfam#batdad#dc comics#incorrect quotes#crack#texts#tweets#fanatical posting
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something something seeing things through different eyes
#tigerghost#art student manny is my FAVORITE of jorge guitierrez's plans for his life. i LOVEEEE that sm#danny takes him to the ghost zone for some mission reason and hes like OHHH MY GOD THIS IS SICK AS FUCK#ITS AWAKENED LATENT FINE ART IMPULSES IN ME!!#meanwhile danny kind of tolerates being in the GZ but its very much like. not a place where Good things happen to him#hes grown accustomed to it and he loves certain things about it but he will never be fond of it and that sort of colors his perception of i#so manny coming in like WHOAH AND YOURE THE /KING/ HERE? THINK OF ALL THE COOL ASS GHOSTS YOU CAN MEET! THE AWESOME GHOST LANDS!#THE FLOATING GREEN STUFF!!!#gives him a little bit of that first-time wonder back :')#anyways the style is HEAVILY cribbed from anastasia trusova who i HIGHLY recommend checking out#when im rich and famous i shall buy many of her pieces#ntu tag#designs as always tm tm tm tumblr user nicktoonsunite#also mannys jersey was kept safe by his Painting Shirt (now tied about his waist) you know his apartment is eclectic af#but quite clean. he got the stress cleaning habit from his dad
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adrien in the dad-villain!au is going thru a special kind of bullshit in 100% knowing what marinette's situation feels like, and not being able to tell her so.
#dad villain au#my art#adrien "i know what you feel and also im in love with you but you're a marinette from a new timeline' agreste#is really FUCKING going through it right now
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they're so in love im gonna throw up real quick
#in my defence i had warned you i was going to be the most annoying fucker on earth#what the fuck guys this is too much for my brain to process#they're so in love i want to jump from the balcony#LOOK AT THEM#this is after the blitz and aziraphale had the courage to say CROWLEY was going too fast#MY ANGEL IN CHRIST YOU'RE SO CLOSE TO GIGGLE AND TWIRL YOUR HAIR YOURSELF#michael sheen commiting to make the softest warmest most loving eyes every chance he gets#what and i cannot stress this enough the fuck#my dads (real)#tumblr text meme#tumblr text posts#good omens season two#good omens#aziracrow#ineffable husbands#user purrvaire
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(Bruce and Jason meeting for the first time after he came back from being presumed dead (lost in the time stream))
Jason: really? Copying my flow and coming back from the dead? Be original. *voice wobbling* you should have stayed dead, we were wayyyyy better off, it was quiet for once *bursts into tears and runs away*
#bruce touched and concerned: are you crying??#Jason: NO ITS JUST RAINING (he’s wearing a waterproof helmet)(the sky is as clear as it can get in Gotham)#jason: my dad who i refuse to call my dad who i hate and love but will never admit i do just died#and came back to life#Jason Todd biggest fake idgafer#he gives so many fucks#silly#batman#dc comics#bruce wayne#batfam#dcu#batfamily#dc robin#jason todd#red hood#incorrect batfamily quotes#incorrect dc quotes#incorrect batman quotes
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this is best friend’s dad!toji and reader
#✩.ramble#✩.bsf’s dad!toji#don’t get me wrong like#i love pos toji i do#but dad toji who starts trying to be better#but then you start making eyes at him????#the temptationnnn#like#my son finally talks to me again but now i wanna fuck his lil best friend :(#sorry sorry
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Decided to follow through with giving Hudson a little bit of a redesign since I wasn't really happy with the first one I had.
Oh submas parents... How I love you so...
#submas#pokemon#oc#original characters#my art#HE FUCKING LOVES HIS WIFE#she's 6'2“ while he is 5'9” btw#also the twins are 6 ft in my hc so imagine small dad in a family full of tall ppl lol
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The day his deal comes due, Sam goes missing.
Dean tells himself it’s nothing, that he’s gotten caught up in some research, some last ditch, hail mary nonsense and that he’s just turned his phone off and everything’s fine, that he wouldn’t do something stupid, that he wouldn’t break his promise.
He tells himself that for the first two minutes after he cracks his eyes open and sees the empty bed across from him, and the first time his call goes straight to voicemail, and not much after that. Sam’s broken his promises over things significantly less important to him than his brother’s life.
Dean is dressed and in the Impala five minutes later, heart thudding wildly in his chest. He calls Bobby, Ellen, everyone he can think of, but none of them have heard from Sam, none of them have eyes on him. Sam was with him last night, even if he boosted a car, there’s only so far he can get.
He keeps calling, keep searching, desperate to stop whatever he’s trying to do, to find him, to see his brother one last time before he’s dragged to hell. To make sure Sam is going to be okay after he’s dragged to hell. But the hours tick down, the sun sets, and he can’t find a trace of him. He’s so exhausted and heart sick that when he goes to call Sam again it takes him a long time to read the number on his phone, eyes swimming, the time not making any sense.
1:03
That’s not possible.
That’s not –
His phone rings, blocking out the time with Bobby’s name across the screen, and he answers it but his throat is too thick to say anything.
“Dean?” Bobby says tentatively. “Are you – I got an email from Sam. It just said, I mean, did–“
“What did it say, Bobby?” he asks, even though he’s sure he knows.
Bobby sucks in a breath at his voice, because he knows just as well as Dean that he should be screaming in hell right now, not answering his phone. “To take care of you.”
Dean drops the phone, hears Bobby still talking as he grips the wheel and presses his forehead against the back of his hands. This is what he’d been afraid of. This is why he hadn’t wanted to mess with the deal in first place. This is the one thing he’d begged Sam not to do.
It's easy to find a crossroad.
The demon is laughing at him when it shows up, wicked grin in a pretty face. “That didn’t take you long, boy.”
It’s a different demon than the one he delt with, obviously, but Dean figures they all know the same shit, since demons are a bunch of gossips. “This wasn’t the deal. My brother lives and I die.”
“You traded your soul for your brother’s life,” she corrects, so amused by all this that all he wants to do is kill her, to exorcise her, to make her scream. “Just like your father traded his for yours. There’s no reason Sammy can’t make his own trade. Man, but is your family fucked up. Maybe if you’d just settled down like little Sammy wanted, you wouldn’t all be bargaining for each other’s lives like haggling at a flea market.”
“Untrade it,” he snaps. “My soul for him alive, come on, no year, no waiting, you bring him back and take me to hell right now.”
She laughs in his face. “You don’t have anything to bargain with, boy.”
“My soul,” he repeats, “That’s what this is about, isn’t?”
“Oh, it’s what it’s all about,” she says. “But Sammy’s a clever boy. You know that, don’t you? He didn’t trade his soul for your life, he didn’t have to. You didn’t die. No, he traded it for your soul. Sorry, honey, but your credits been declined.”
At first he doesn’t understand. Sam traded his soul for Dean’s, exactly, so there’s no reason he can’t trade it right back. Then he gets it.
She sees the exact moment it clicks, the moment despair and horror sweep across his face too quickly for him to stop them. “That’s right. Little brother owns your soul now. For some reason he didn’t think you’d take proper care of it. You have it because that’s where he wants it, but no one will be making any deals with you, Dean Winchester. You can’t sell a soul you don’t own.”
“You can’t,” he has to clear his throat, “you can’t just come in and change things at the eleventh hour-”
“Eleventh hour?” she interrupts. “Sammy made his deal eleven months ago.”
His mouth is so dry he can’t speak.
“Isn’t it funny?” she asks, head cocked to the side. “All this time, the deal he’s been trying to get out of wasn’t yours, but his own. Maybe the two of you might have even managed it, except you just wouldn’t help, would you? Insisting that he not research, that he not look for a way out, and he spent so much time trying to convince you, coaxing you to talk about your feelings when he knew you were safe, all he because he thought it would make you feel better when he was gone, because he couldn’t tell you the truth and talk about how scared he was, so talking about your fear was as close as he could get.”
Dean’s going to be sick. “Don’t – please, please, I’ll give you anything-”
“You don’t have anything,” she says, gleeful. “You want to know why I agreed? The thing that made it just too delicious to refuse? Sammy’s down there, just starting in on an eternity of torture, and all he has to do get out of it is give up your soul. It’s his, after all, and he can put the original deal back in place any time he chooses. Just one moment of weakness on his end and his beloved big brother will be on the rack instead.” She sighs happily. “It’s almost as good as anything we’re doing to him down there, the knowledge that if he slips up for even a moment then it would all be for nothing. I couldn’t have found a way to twist the knife deeper if I tried.”
There’s vomit crawling its way up his throat and he has to swallow it down before he can speak. “I can’t – I’ll do whatever you want, please, there has to be something.”
She leans forward, cruelty and delight shining in her eyes. “The only thing you can do is what you’ve been telling your precious baby brother to do for the past year. Accept it. Move on. Live a good life so his sacrifice isn’t in vain.”
God. How can she – how can Sammy expect him to –
He’s doubling over, finally upchucking what little he’s ate today, and he’s dry heaving on the dirt when he hears the fading sound of her laughter.
This can’t be real. This has to be Hell, he has to be in it right now. He has to be.
#supernatural#sam spends like a couple weeks at most on the rack before pro azazel and therefore pro boy king sam demons steal him away#going wow we're so glad you're in hell and here to take the throne#and sam is like. well. i guess it's better than being tortured for eternity#he rescues his dad and gets such a disappointed look for being in hell that he sort of almost regrets it#anyway 40 hell years later things are mostly in order#so he shows up at bobby's 4 earth months late with starbucks and i don't fucking know an ascot#going hi dean :) you'll never guess what i did on my summer vacation :)#dean is like i am going to fucking kill you with my bare hands (i love you so much)#fandom ficcery
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