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“it’s okay, baby girl. i got you.”
#the last of us#the last of us spoilers#tlou hbo#tlou spoilers#joel miller#ellie williams#ellie and joel#joel and ellie#i need a very tight hug from my dad right now#this scene literally broke me#i want my dad#i just want him to tell me it’s okay
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girls when they know nothing about their father and their father knows nothing about them
#tumblr girls#female hysteria#female rage#gaslight gatekeep girlblog#trisha paytas#ethel cain#lanadelrey#girlhood#girlblogging#i want my dad
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In class we had to make a presentation of our favourite place or a place you want to visit. Everyone chose big countries like Japan and Spain and Australia. I chose the small park me and my dad would visit when I was a child. We would play mini golf, and he'd always win. Then we'd get ice cream. Then we'd go on the train that goes round the park to look at scenery. Then we'd both go on the swings because that was my favourite thing. There was also a big spinny climbing frame that was cool. It was difficult to park at because it was always busy. I haven't been there for years, but I think I would still choose it if I had the choice.
#daddy issues#im just a girl#girl interrupted#girlblogging#girlhood#this is what makes us girls#whisper girl#screaming into the void#school is hell#school issues#school is killing me#sorry for being depressing#neurodivergent#girl blogger#girl boss gaslight gatekeep#girl blog aesthetic#girl rotting#girl rage#girl rant#girl things#girl thoughts#girl talk#girl tumblr#girl yearning#i want my dad#i want to kms
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Having a present father figure who had kids late, so he's too old and tired to do dad things with you and won't be around to meet his grandkids.
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wassup, bootleg Eric Cartman
WGHY ARE YALLL SO MEAN TO MEEEEE
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i love having mental illness it’s so fun and great and keeps fucking transforming and mutating and i don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me ever and i am So??? sad???? right now???
#i want my best friend to hug me right now#i miss him#i miss my family#i want my mom#i want my dad#i want to not feel like crap#it has spoken
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Memo, where’s your dad?
-(@not-the-organ)
I- Dads unconscious, I dunno what to do! He- his legs did a loud snapping noise and he fell over and there’s blood covering them and I dunno what to do!!
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Day 1797
Things have gotten out of control.
Kyle and I have resorted to eating couch cushions since we ran out of provisions. Vergil continues to play neutral. Going so far as to moving himself out of harms way and calling this battle 'ridiculous'.
Kyrie is a lost cause at this point. She has betrayed us. 😢
It is just Kyle and I. Our numbers are depleted, and we have no more allies to call on. Well, there is one, but we shall save him for dire circumstances.
We have retaliated to Nero's last attack with water balloons. However, we were told to move the battle outside since water and furniture do not mix. We fear Nero may be planning a coordinated attack using all of his resources.
Wish us luck in our next move. May it be successful lest we starve.
NERO - 3
EVAN - 2
#all is not quiet on the northern front#i want my dad#devil may cry#dantes daughter#original character blog#devil may cry fanfiction#dmc5#dante#dmc#nero#vergil
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opening genshin o7 o7 o7
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i feel sick.
#i want my dad#i want my dad right fucking now#but that man is gone#i wish i was better#i wish i was good enough#because then none of the would have happened#and i'd still have my dad#i don't even know anymore#i just want someone to hold me#and tell me i'm okay#that it'll all turn out fine
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stuck between "psychological horror statement" and "objectively the funniest thing you could say to your real flesh and blood dad" in the father's day card aisle
#🐉#im not gonna send either of them to my dad because i value my peace and safety but i really was tempted by the second one#'why do you have to send a card to your dad i thought you hated that guy' well the thing is one time i forgot#when i was like. ten. and his reaction was not something i ever want to relive.
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Inspired by Darwyn Cooke's iconic Batman & Robin illustration, and the New Batman Adventures.
#batman#robin#tnba#robin in this show is such a lil guy#I want to wrap him up in a blanket#i am also forever emotional about bruce being a dad#dc comics#bruce wayne#tim drake#animation#raise your hand if return of the joker scared you as a kid#my art
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i did wrestling in middle school. on one hand, i was actually quite good at it, which was nice. being good at any sport was a new achievement for me. on the other hand, i was bi, and i was trying very hard not to notice that i was bi, and getting folded into knots by very kind, very muscular dorks made that task somewhat difficult.
adding fire to the problem was that my parents and my grandparents wanted to watch my matches, because they were very proud that their Gangly Nerd Son was actually Sporting, and they wanted to cheer me on. which would've been sweet and all, but if there are four people you do not want there during a key part of your Burgeoning Sexual Awakening, it is your mom and your dad and your grandma and your grandpa.
right? i mean, imagine some guy's got your head in his armpit, and you're going you know, old sweat smells bad, but fresh sweat has a sort of and then you make eye contact with your grandpa in the stands and you remember you're swearing spandex so if you pop a boner people aren't just going to be able to see the outline, they're going to be able to count the veins, and the only way you will be able to restore your family's honor after that would be by moving to siberia and renouncing joy, forever. that, or lift your entire body up by your kneck then twist 180 degrees without paralyzing yourself.
it’s a lot of pressure, is what i’m saying.
still it did motivate me to win my matches really fast. because i was so tall and skinny, i was stupidly good at the double leg takedown, and then once someone was knocked down, i'd just do the half nelson and kind of flip em over for the pin. then the ref would count to three and i’d win. EZPZ.
i had one match where that went great. won in the first ten seconds, sat back down, and prepared myself for a good hour or two of doing fuck all. didn't even feel bad the parents/grandparents were gonna be bored. the matches went up from me in 5 pound increments (i was in the 115 lbs division) and it was going great until we got to the 145 lbs division. the other school's wrestler stepped onto the mat, and she turned out to be a girl so our guy flipped, because for straight guys, wrestling a girl is not a pleasant experience.
i'm not entirely unsympathetic. my experience wrestling dudes was definitely a little traumatic. but also, i dealt. guy could've dealt too. instead, he refused to wrestle, and the coach went - fine. not even worth fighting over.
so he went to the 140 pounder, and that guy said, nosir, my mom said mormons can't wrestle girls. next guy down, 135 pounder, now he knew he could pull the same card and thus did. 130 pounder, 125, both tapped out. he got to the 120 guy, and that guy was catholic, but he said he was considering being mormon, and thus would have to pass. as a precaution.
coach blew up a little at that. he said "is there anyone - anyone - on this entire goddamn team that is willing to wrestle a girl?" and then he pointed at me and said "YOU. MAT. GO."
and i'll be real, if i'd been paying more attention, i'd have pulled the mormon card too, but i'd just been putting all that audio into a buffer file because i was reading, so i was halfway across the mat before i even processed what had been said and by then it was too late to turn back.
still i had a plan. and my plan - my beautiful, perfect plan - was to do what i'd always done. tackle, flip, pin, win. sit down. read. bore my family to death. move on.
i got the first part right. she was bigger than me, but she wasn't taller. just an incredibly stout woman. god built me like a snake with glasses, just as he built her like a combat cube. the problem was the half nelson. soon as she was down, i tried hooking my arm under hers from behind and for both genders, the defense for this move is just clamping your arms really fucking tight against your sides. if you're a guy, that's whatever, but if you're a girl - especially if you're god's chosen combat cube - that pins your opponents hand right against your boob.
so, i got the hook in, she clamped, my whole arm pressed against something soft, my coach was yelling THE HALF NELSON. BABYLON! JUST FINISH IT! FINISH THE HALF NELSON! and i was just trying to press hard enough to finish, when then my brain went
...oh.
and i flipped out. of course i flipped out. i like girls, and touching a boob is an elemental experience, and i was not ready. i was not prepared. i had not committed the sacred rites. i recoiled like i'd just brushed my arm against the surface of the sun, stood up, and backed away. nobody in the room knew why i'd given up. all they saw was me, right about to win, suddenly flailing around and scrambling. so everyone started screaming at me to just get the half nelson again, and i couldn't really yell back there's a fuckin' boob in the way and it was very distressing, and the only way i could think of to make them stop was just doing it over again the right way.
so i did.
i hunkered down and prepared myself for Wrasslin' Attempt #2: The Sequel.
i knocked her down again, EZPZ. i went for the half nelson again, but she knew what i was about to do so she super clamped, and i knew she was gonna super clamp, so i wound my arm back like a pop-eye cartoon punch before swinging my arm through the gap between her bicep and her side, but the amount of time i spent winding back super signalled what i was about to to do, which gave her time to clamp even harder, which somehow redirected the entire force of the popeye punch to the bottom of her bra.
it spat out a single boob the same way an action hero might spit out one single tooth after getting a solid crack across the jaw. as if to say:
*ptooie.* "that all you got?"
i did not actually see this. my experience was that first there was an arm, then there was a bit of boob, but i was braced, i was ready, forward at all costs, tatakae motherfuckers, and then the boob went away, and i didn't know where it went but my team, and the audience, and everyone who was in front of me, they all gasped like i just kicked them in the stomach. except for my coach. he was behind me, and thus one of the four people in the room who did not see the boob. now my mom, my dad, my grandma, and my grandpa, they all got flashed but nooooooo, coach thunderbutt was behind me, and he didn't see shit so he was still yelling NOOOOOO BABYLON WHAT ARE YOU DOING JUST FINISH THE NELSON! GO FOR THE KILL! BABYLON! BABYLON!
but i did not go for the kill. i stood up and she stuffed her boob back real fast, and we just kind of circled each other awkwardly until time ran out and i won on points. that's not technically allowed, but the ref had some mercy on me.
my coach did not.
i barely had time to sit down before he strode over to the bench to chew me out.
"babylon," he said, in that very calm way people get when they're too pissed to yell. "why didn't you pin?"
and i didn't know how to say well coach, i tried, but there was a boob, and it kept getting in the way, and my mom was watching, and so was my dad, and so was his dad, and his mom, and god (like bible god) and that's a can of worms because i'm pretty sure he was already mad at me, and i'm wearing spandex, and i think i might have to move to siberia, so instead i said
"i uh. i forgot how to do the half nelson."
which is actually impossible. forgetting how to do the half nelson is like forgetting how to swallow your spit.
and he looked at me, like i was the dumbest person in the entire world, and i looked through him like i'd just survived my 250th day in a trench at verdun, and he said: fine.
fine.
but we're all going to practice it for an hour tomorrow because you forgot.
and then he left.
and my buddies had the gall to be salty about it. i got so many comments saying "dude, why didn't you just tell him the truth?" and i said "you can if you care so damn much. you could've wrestled the girl too. maybe someone else should do the hard thing today."
but they didn't. so the next day, we did an hour of half nelson drills, and i spent a decent amount of time getting thrown around the mat, and it was pleasant in exactly the way that i hated and the year after that, to the surprise of everyone but myself, i quit wrestling and joined the trivia team.
and if you want more reasons to love my mom, my grandpa joked after the match that i might have to talk to my bishop about it, and my mom told him he would be allowed to make jokes after he stood in front of a crowd of 110 people in spandex underpants while wrestling a woman that was not his wife.
he paused for almost five seconds after that. then he said: aw. hell. sorry babylon.
and i'd have preferred my apology from god, but getting it from him was pretty good too.
#whew boy this make me anxious just typing it#wrestling#middle school#the dread#i feel like i have to write some stories about my grandpa not being a dick#because he was actually an amazing grandpa#he just had a few goofs are very comedic moments#and you know if you're gonna have a goof making it comedic is a virtue in itself#he was there for me more than a lot of my classmates dads were#and i dont want that undervalued#yeah#babylon-lore
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cis people will say “I found out I’m having a baby girl at my anatomy scan and I’m experiencing gender disappointment” but be mad when you say “who knows? maybe you’ll end up with a son anyway”
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Anyways what kind of music do you think Eri listens to
#UGH I ADORE MY DAUGHTER#she’s my little rockstar living her best life >:(#all of class A and B as well as the big three have such a soft spot for her and would definitely show up to any music event she performs at#aizawa is a proud dad and can’t believe his little girl is all grown up :(#I also headcanon that Eri sings songs that hint to bkdk to GET IT TOGETHER because she loves her bigger brothers and wants them to be happy#Eri believes in love and Kota thinks Bakugou is a lame old geezer who won’t do anything about lmao#bnha#boku no hero academia#my hero academia#my art#mha#bnha fanart#boku no hero academia fanart#my hero academia fanart#eri fanart#eri#Kota and eri#Kota#mha 403#bkdk#bakudeku#eri chan#Kota Izumi
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