#girl dads

[eliwatchesf1alot]

how do u reblog two posts at once because this parallel has to be seen

@karlmarxverstappen @blorbocedes

thankyou for this🥹🥹

[mischievous-thunder]

Wade to Logan during breakfast: Laura's been up all night on her phone. Would you like to say something about it?

Laura: I'm not a kid anymore, dad! I shouldn't have a "bedtime".

Logan: First of all, you're a kid and you do have a bedtime.

Logan: Secondly, if there's anything I've learnt in the last 200 years, it's the fact that bedtime isn't punishment. It's a reward.

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

#Girl Dads

[alternate-universe-archivist]

Sketch based on the “jayvik adopts Powder” AU

Might render it later 💙

Link to the fic:

[i-like-red-star-burst-b3]

Just me or?

[rimeswithpurple]

Carry On Countdown

Day 27: Intertwined

Even more bonus art for Infinity in a Teacup with @thewholelemon! Being girl dads, they'd have to learn how to braid hair eventually

Also on AO3!

[winnienora14]

Rosekiller girl dads

Professor: Misters Rosier, your daughter threatened a classmate today and we do not accept that kind of behavior at this school.

Barty(very serious):And what did she threaten them of?

Professor: Pardon me?

Barty:What did she threaten them of?

Professor:She told him she would kill him and eat his eyes.

Barty(impressed): mmmmmh not bad

Evan slapping the back of Barty’s head*

Barty: owwwhhh!!!!

[shyjusticewarrior]

This came to me in a vision while I was at work

[hondafuckingodyssey]

I was looking up what languages Wade and Logan speak in the comics, and now I'm picturing them raising little girl Laura, and instead of doing that parent thing where they spell things out when they don't want kiddo to understand, they just use Japanese.

Of course, Laura picks up Japanese in a few months, and they have to switch to German.

[snakeredbirdbatkatana]

I am all for giving the Batkids children ok but seriously less sons more daughters.

Yes Bruce would love a grandson but you know what would be better a granddaughter.

Tim rolling up with his cloned child who is wearing a miniature Superboy jacket over her Nightwing themed dress.

I don't think you understand the love that would be pouring out of Bruce, Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian they have daughters/ nieces/ grand daughters holy fuck.

Mari Grayson in little dresses doing acrobatics like her Dad following after her Uncle Jay painting with Uncle Dami.

A little girl dressed as her daddy who is the Red Hood for Halloween. She had practically read the whole manor library by the time she's sixteen.

Damian with a daughter who is always covered up by a giant dog because she much like Baba loves dogs and he can never say no to her. Who looks somewhat like a mini Talia other than the whole flying thing.

I need their daughters who are badass vigilantes who are scarier than their fathers could ever be.

Grandpa Bruce who is overrun with granddaughters who steal his cars, have taken all of his money and just an entire family completely whipped for their little girls.

Are we seeing it tell me you see it!!!!!!

[urfavpillow-princess10]

Girldadsimonriley!, who sat on the Living room floor for an hour letting his daughter paint his nails while watching the littlest pet shop.

Girldadsimonriley!, who gracefully held his pinkie out as he sat at his daughters pink play table, drinking imaginary tea. “Orange flavoured” as his daughter called it.

Girldadsimonriley!, who went to base wearing fairy wings and a princess tiara because when he tried to take them off before leaving his daughter started crying.

Girldadsimonriley!, who now knew every work to Mona since it was the only movie his daughter would allow him to watch.

Girldadsimonriley!, who kissed his daughter good night evey night after checking to make sure there’s no monsters under her bed or in her closet.

Girldadsimonriley!, who was so happy and cocky when his daughters first word was dada. Mia heart meeting as he practically danced around the house.

Girldadsimonriley!, who held his tiny newborn daughter in his arms and immediately fell in love. Her little brown eyes staring into his making him want to cry.

Pt2???

Im sticking with Simon as a girl dad since it did better than expected last time. Tysmm for all the likes guys I never expected to get so many!!

[jasminejhobi]

home again, home again, jiggety-jig

the Murder Family™ visiting the Fall Festival in town 🎃

Winston!!

aaand.. one special appearance of Hannibal's guardian angel.

[i-think-i-thunk]

Soap and ghost retiring and adopting 3 little girls to keep them from being separated

• suddenly there are stuffed animals everywhere

• they let the girls paint their nails

• soap grows his mowhawk out so the girls can play with it

• movie night becomes a Friday night tradition

• everyone picks a snack and drink

• then they snuggle up under a MASSIVE blanket

• the girls always fall asleep before the end of the movie

• so soap and ghost carry them to bed and tuck them in

• pta dads who judge the other parents together

• soap teaching the girls Scots

• they all have matching tutus

• the girls like to sit around ghost and color in his tattoos with markers

• family Halloween costumes

• nerf guns are a must in their house

• soap and ghost frantically calling up laswell and her wife to teach them how to do the girls' hair

• having the girls "help" them in the kitchen as they learn to cook

• the first few months consist of charred pans and last minute take out

• maybe they teach the girls self defense moves once they're older

• these girls are SASSY

• family vacations are chaotic and soap is no longer allowed to hold on the plane tickets

• it's not his fault he swears

• uncle john takes them shopping and spoils them rotten

• uncle kyle always takes them on adventures and hypes them up on sugar

Idk I just feel like they would be really cute girl dads. Those girls would be so loved

[ofthemorningstars]

Once Thought Impossible

TerzOmega ~ Domestic Fluff ~ Resurrection AU

857 words

Ao3 Version

A sweet little moment between Terzo and Omega's growing family, set prior to the birth of their first born.

Content Warning: pregnancy, mpreg(cis)

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Terzo awoke with a start to the sensation of a sharp hit to the ribs. He flailed for a moment, forgetting where he was entirely. Panic struck him as he tried to get his bearings, struggling to pick up anything in the dim light. Please, not the pit, he couldn’t be back in the—

He felt a warm, clawed hand on his arm and flinched.

“Terzo!” Omega called out to him, shaking him gently. Terzo gasped, clinging to Omega’s arm for dear life. “Terzo,” Omega repeated. “I’ve got you, you’re safe. I’ve got you,” he whispered in Terzo’s ear, his arm snaking around to hold him from behind, brushing against his swollen middle. 

All at once, his memories of the last few years came flooding back to him. Twin tear tracks trailed down his face. He was alive. He was safe and with Omega, not only in the realm of the living but carrying new life, new life they’d once thought impossible. One of Terzo’s hands drifted down to his stomach, as though checking that everything was where it should be. A strong kick greeted his touch. Omega continued to soothe him as his breathing returned to normal.

Terzo turned in Omega’s hold, rolling onto his opposite side to face him, moving carefully. It was a harder task now than it was even a month ago, accommodating the weight of a ghoul kit on his slight frame.

This was something that few had done before them, and none without the help of the blackest of magic from some of the most ancient tomes. Primo wasn’t exactly happy to be involved in facilitating someone knocking his little brother up, for all intents and purposes, but after all they went through to bring him back with Terzo, and to bring him back as himself… Primo owed it to them.

It had started with a joke, at first, an accidental slip of the tongue, but when his brother nonchalantly mentioned that yes, ghouls and humans of all sexes had been known to procreate together throughout the centuries with a little help, even cis same sex couples, Terzo had made him regret ever having opened his mouth. He had hounded Primo for weeks, demanding to hear everything he knew about the subject. Eventually, Terzo twisted his arm into helping him and Omega achieve their greatest dream: being parents. It would be their only chance at having a child together, especially with both of their biologies being… incompatible with carrying a child, at least without intervention.

“Omega…” Terzo sighed, relieved. Omega stole the most tender of kisses and wiped away Terzo’s tears with the back of a clawed hand. His other hand made its way to Terzo’s belly, rubbing soothing circles. The attention was quickly met by another flurry of kicks; Omega chuckled into Terzo’s mouth. “You know you’re going to have to stop that if I have any hopes of going back to sleep,” Terzo said as he reluctantly pulled away from the kiss.

“Our little girl sure loves her Daddy, doesn’t she?” Omega laughed, moving down to kiss his husband’s neck, avoiding the deep scars he found there.

“Sì, and she won’t stop pummeling her Papa’s organs until you go away,” Terzo snarked, though his irritation was tempered by gratitude. Gratitude for Omega, for the little girl in question, for being alive at all…

“Do you want me to talk to her?” Omega asked earnestly. Terzo knew what he meant. Their kit, much like her father, was a quintessence ghoul, and so the two of them could communicate in ways that Terzo couldn’t. While it wasn’t exactly speech, at least not yet, Omega could seem to convey emotion and soothe her with his own quintessence. That was how they had learned that Terzo was indeed finally pregnant, after months of trying, when she had first reached out to Omega with her own little mind. Omega had frozen, ears twitching, eyes wide and eventually welling with tears when he realized what it was that he was sensing.

“No, amore, don’t bother her. It’s not her fault she’s excited.” Terzo sighed deeply. Now that he remembered where he was, he couldn’t stop the warmth that was blooming through his chest. “I’m sure I startled her just as much as she startled me.”

“All the more reason to try and calm her down, tesoro,” Omega said softly, his hand still firmly planted on Terzo’s rounded middle, skin to skin under the nightshirt that Terzo had stolen from him. Terzo hesitated, then nodded, a hand moving to tangle in Omega’s hair.

Omega shifted down the bed until he lay with his head at level with Terzo’s stomach, pressing a kiss to it. The movements intensified. Omega began to hum quietly to them both; Terzo felt a wave of peace wash over him, and knew it was affecting her as well as she began to slow. He wanted to stay in this moment, to cherish every second of their time as a young family that they swore they’d never get, but his eyelids were getting heavy. He soon drifted off into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

[soulreader05]

Sheba(Moon Knight’s Daughter) : “Are we in trouble?”

Marc Spector : “Take a guess.”

Hiba(Moonknight’s Daughter) : “…No?”

Steven Grant : “Take another guess.”

[iwaoiness]

— omegaverse

The K-drama continues playing on the television until Iwaizumi picks up the remote from the table to turn it off. Now, only the soft hum of the ceiling fan can be heard as Hajime gazes at Tooru, fast asleep on the couch. His lips curve into a tender smile before he sets the remote back in place and crouches down beside the sofa. Lovingly, he watches his husband's peaceful face.

Tooru is lying on his back, head tilted slightly on the pillow. His bangs are pulled back by a headband, and his glasses sit slightly askew. Iwaizumi carefully removes them, folding the arms of the glasses before placing them on the table. His cheeks are gently flushed, and when Hajime softly brushes them with his knuckles, he feels the warmth. His lips are parted, his breathing calm, his chest rising and falling in a slow, steady rhythm. The room still carries the familiar blend of their scents: Tooru’s vanilla and peach intertwined with Hajime’s traces of sandalwood and pine.

But he knows that soon there will be a hint of baby powder in that mix.

Hajime’s gaze drops to Tooru’s stomach, peeking shamelessly from beneath his faded NASA shirt. One of Tooru’s hands rests there, over the five-month bump cradling new life—their little puppy.

With care, Hajime places his own hand over the rounded belly, his fingers brushing against Tooru’s. Gently, he rubs his thumb across the skin, feeling warmth coil tightly in his chest at the simple truth that they really, really, are going to be parents.

“Our little princess,” Hajime’s sweet smile widens as he leans down to press a soft kiss near Tooru’s navel. “Grow strong and healthy, okay? Thanks for letting papá sleep so much—maybe this will finally help him get a decent sleep schedule.” He whispers against the skin. “But don’t give him too much trouble, alright? It’s enough that he can’t wear his favorite shoes anymore because his feet swell too much.”

Then, just beneath his palm, Hajime feels a kick, as if their daughter is responding to him. He blinks in surprise before letting out a soft chuckle, planting another kiss right where the kick had been.

But, a moment later, Tooru’s hand twitches, and a soft whimper pulls Hajime’s eyes upward just in time to see his husband stir lazily, slowly blinking open his eyes with a delicate frown. Fucking endearing. Tooru’s sleepy gaze meets his, and his expression softens.

“Why is it that she always has to kick so hard when you talk to her?” He murmurs, his voice husky as he rubs his free hand over his eyes to wake up.

Hajime’s smile grows wider as he gently rests his cheek against Tooru’s pregnant belly.

“Because I’m her favorite dad.”

“You wish, Iwa-chan,” Tooru lets out a laugh, clear and beautiful, and Iwaizumi thinks (not for the first time) that if there is a limit to how much love one can hold for a person, he has long surpassed it with Tooru.

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im not a big fan of the tradicional omegaverse cuz i strongly prefer alphaxalpha pairs but im so weak for o!oikawa and a!iwaizumi being girl dads tbh

u can find me on my ao3 🍉