#makes my son look GROWN

[vixlenxe]

400+ icons of Zero, yet I only use like 1/3 of them

Mostly these ones, because the artstyle is *chief’s kiss*

[royaltea000]

[jttw swk oc children] tried out giving them some new clothes but I dunno bout this one… 🤔

Prev:

[impulsive-fantasylander]

Thinking about an older C!Tommy, raising kids and being a good dad can be something so, healing. And fun and awesome

[fernvehx]

“I am no errand boy. I am a true soldier.”

[murmel-malt]

Would viserys cheat on daera? Could there be a bastard usurptation plot?

Given that there are five years between Hedaera and Viserys' wedding and Rhaenyra's birth where Daera simply wasn't capabale of bearing children yet and then Alysanne and Baelon buying a few more years after her flowering, there certainly was opportunity for Vizzy to outsource the meeting of particular need and maybe be a little careless.

And with the right support a bastard son could definitely become an issue 🤔

[subsequentibis]

i don't find being a dad an overly compelling or coherent part of tommo's character but i DO like that he gets to apply Stolen Dad Valor to situations now

[britneyshakespeare]

10 words every girl wants to hear

"jared, you have been evicted from the big brother house."

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 719: The start of the Inter High qualifiers!!

Pag 5

1: Sorry for the wait, in fifteen minutes, at 10 o' clock, the qualifiers for the Inter High of the prefecture of Chiba, here at the gate before the beach of Kamogawa

2: will start!!

They're here!!

4: Yeah.... sorry, sorry

Pag 6

1: A ra-ra-race, so suddenly!? And what's more, the important qualifiers

Ah- ah- uhm, ah the helmet, the helmet, where is it, teh

Come on, come on, calm down- you're holding it in your left hand

2: I just heard the announcer saying “start”, Kinaka-kun

They're starting, seriously!?

Calm down, it's in fifteen minutes; now it's the tine to line up at the starting line

Let's go, Rokudai

That's why....

3: Sorry for the wait....

4: You seem to be in a hurry, so I brought these, here!!

5: Ka-Ka- Kanzaki-senpai!!

Aj- ah-yes!

Pag 7

1: Thank you so much!! -teh!!

To- to- today we'll work hard until the end of our strengths, thank you so much!!

Yeah... you're so impressive, first years

And.... so nervous

2: Ah- ah-

Ah-

She's my senpai as a “manager”.....

3: You said.... “brought”?

5: The jersey with your number bibs

Waa, waaa, thank you so much, teh

Waaaa

By the way, numbers bibs are are something that's meant to be put on by yourself!!

Pag 8

1: Th- thank you

Hurry, put it.... uhm....

3: Wear them, and run

5: They're the jerseys of the Sohoku's members

Pag 10

1: Hurry up, there's no time

I underestand that nervousness very well, too!!

2: Of course you're nervous, you're running in the qualifiers with the same jersey as them

3: The jersey I.... longed for....

My obejctive.....

4: I can wear it? Me!! Now!!

5: Excuse me!!

Pag 11

1: This.... I'll wear this, and.....

2: run together with Back-gate-slope-senpai....!!

3: I feel so honred.... and I might feel inadequate, but

4: I'll run in the race!!

5: Now, zip it up!!

The magic of that jersey is that it makes you nervous but it also gives you strength!!

Pag 12

1: They're here!!

3: It's Sohoku!!

Pag 13

1: Waaaaa!

It's last year's champions!

The two-times champions!!

They're here, Sohoku!!

Last year's winners, Sohoku High School, arrived at the start line!!

Amazing!

They're not just Chiba's two-times champions, they're national champions!

Incredible!

Sohoku! Sohoku!

Nice!!

2: Kakaka, they got all excited as soon as we get here!!

Thanks a lot, I'm Naruko Shoukichi!!

Naruko!

Redhead!!

3: Thanks a lot, I'll do great today, too!!

Look forward to my flashy running!

That redhead guy is fun!

4: I'm excited

Onodaa!!

Onoda-kun is so cute!!

5: Kashiwahigashi- well, do your best!

Makuhari- don't give up!

Don't just assume we're gonna lose!!

Pag 14

1: We have to breakthrough this race

Yeah

2: Sohokuuu!!

Win!

I mean, of course they'll take the top goal....

Honestly, aren't they unmatched?

Yeah

3:If we lose here, there'll be no Inter High

Winning for sure, no, we never know what's going to happen, that's road racing

4: Yes

Three years ago....

5: Sometimes I remember that day....

Pag 15

1: The qualifiers in Anesaki with Kinjou-san and the other third years

2: The first years are here

3: Finally in third place, Sohoku!!

What did the old man say in the end?

That.... they'll take the finish line, with a difference of one minute....

Can they really do something like that?

4: Catching up.... and even creating a difference of one minute..

Can they really do that?

If they really can....

5: It's overwhelming

6: Sohoku is the top!!

Sohokuu!!

Pag 16

2: Back then, we were first years, and they were so strong and overwhelming that we could only think that our senpais were incredible

3: But I get it now

5: To open such an overwhelming gap

6: They worked so hard to prepare for that

Pag 17

3: That's right!!

4: We spent so much time practicing and thinking about what could happen and preparing for it!!

5: And we also prepared so hard for this

6: Yeah!!

's right!!

Pag 18

1: Let's run with everything we have!!

2: Uh!!

Sohoku's presure got stronger!!

Waa

No, don't run with everything you have!!

3: Let's go!!

4: Yeah!!

Yeah!!

Pag 19

1: This road leads to the Inter High!!

Pag 20

1: The Kamogawa qualifiers for the road racing Inter High

Pag 21

1: Start!!

2: Under the clear blue sky, the ciclysts are all dashing on

There's also a lot of people cheering for our local high school in Kamogawa!!

Kamo..!!

Do your best!!

3: Kashiwahigashi, take it this year!!

Yeah, got it!!

Pag 22

2: Do your beest!

Thaaanks a lot!

There are so many bikes!

So colorful

3: Now, is the parade section over?

Sohoku's Naruko?

4: 'lright

5: Should we go now!!

6: Waaa Naruko jumped ahead at the start!

Sohoku's Naruko!! Isn't that bad news!?

Waaaaa

7: Hahaha, it's alright!!

Huh!?

Pag 23

1: “In road racing, you can't win alone”!! That's the theory!!

We have the numerical advantage! If he's left alone, he'll eventually get exhausted and fall!!

Kashiwahigashi Nomura-san!!

2: I'll show you

3: This is Naruko Shoukichi's flashi riding!!

Like this

Pag 24

1: I'll reach the goal!!

I'll away with the first attack and then win, and make a legend!!

2: No no no, Naruko is definitely bad news!

He'll get away and win on his own, that guy!

Catch him!

Chase him!!

4: Thanks to Naruko-kun, the first half will be easy

Yeah

While Naruko-kun is in the lead, we'll be protected from the wind

6: By the way

Pag 25

1: Kinaka and Rokudai.... until the last moment, they weren't at the start line with us

Ye-yeah

2: I- I'm sure they ran late while getting ready.... and are now hesitant to cut through everyone to come to the front

I guess they're starting from way behind us

3: I don't see them at all

4: Do we leave them behind?

You're so quick to make a decision!!

5: They were too flustered, chosing them was a mistake

Your humor is too dry, Imaizumi-kun!

6: Let's wait for them

We can't do that

Ehhh

7: No, seriously speaking

Pag 26

1: If they can't get here by themselves, then we don't need them

2: This race

3: also serves as the team members selection

Pag 27

3: I.... in the end we ended up at the very end of the line, teh

4: Is Imaizumi-san in the lead?

Pag 28

1: And there are so many people, the density is so different from that of middle school's races!!

Ngh!! I can't get used to this way of riding!!

2: I'm sorry, it's because I took too much time in getting ready, teh

And now you, Kinaka-kun-

3: Whataver, there's no use in talking about it now

Anyway, let's go up to where Onoda-san and the other are!!

4: If we can't get to them

5: Our race ends now!!

[jichanxo]

onnagata. boyhood, blood, etc. + followup

[brynn-lear]

Dear Brynlee,

With great detachment and shame I have just realized a moment ago that beside Dainsleif, I know not of any others that you may favour from the Genshin Universe. Lord Ayato, perhaps? I wouldn't be so sure about him; regardless I hope you would answer my question and forgive my impudence for having delayed this for so long.

With Love,

Chryseis Valois. [ik. this is only needed for anons. i just wanted a cool name��]

Dearest Chryseis,

Please don't ask for forgiveness nor should you feel shame, especially since you do have it right. The only man I care most deeply in that universe was the boughkeeper.

He reminds me of His Majesty, King Dimitri. I've always entertained the notion that if the latter and I were born in a more equal societal footing, we might end up as partners in knighthood. I think somewhere out in that alternate realm, "Dainsleif" and my counterpart had committed to achieving that dream. In addition, he and I are currently working together on a project— and I believe Dainsleif does find my face familiar prior to our meeting.

Lord Kamisato? Well... He... literally sounds a lot like Dimitri. I've heard his voice. I had the privilege to talk to one of his versions several times when the soul was misplaced. I quite like him. As for finding a semblance of romantic attraction towards him, that's another complicated matter. I don't believe I am as fond of him as Dainsleif. But I can't be too sure...

I suppose if we're talking about admiration, "Duke" Wriothesley and architect Kaveh have their charms. The duke is quite the smooth talker and has the suaveness to pull it off. Meanwhile Kaveh has a certain "relatability" factor fellow artists would nod at. Do I find myself sparking a romantic attraction for either men? Unlikely.

This is likely such a disappointing answer. As much as I liked traversing Teyvat, I doubt I'd find my soulmate there. It's similar to looking at a restaurant's menu, appreciating its variety, but has no intent in placing an order. That... Probably sounds ridiculous.

All my love,

- Brynlee <3

[that-gt-and-vore-stuffs]

The turtles nomming Casey to comfort him, kid's been thru a lot

I HAVE TYPED THIS OUT THREE TIMES NOW TUMBLR SO HELP ME GOD-

Yes yes yes Anon I love how you think. I can totally see L/eo being the first one to offer, once he’s healed and all. So maybe he’s gained a soft spot for the kid. Sue him. From there it doesn’t take his brothers long at all to hop on the wagon, so to speak. Boom, 4 comfy sleeping bags for the boy

Poor poor Cas/ey, he’s just enjoying every moment he gets. You have to when it’s the only semblance of normal you have left. Definitely helps him handle the whole “my universe and family are gone forever” he’s dealing with. Someone hug this kid please

[taketwoinink]

if I may make an addition... My cat rooting around in the trash can: *little thieving noises* Me: "Absolutely not!" *escorts her to her food bowl* My cat: "Mother I fear you have gone blind, for clearly we see that this bowl is empty." Me: "It's because I didn't get the food wet first, isn't it?" My cat: "Release me from thy view so I may rummage in the depths for something to sate my endless hunger! Spare me that I might not suffer and starve in these cruel conditions!" Me: "Yeah it's cause I didn't get the food wet." My cat: "MOTHER RELEASE ME-" Me: *gets her food wet* My cat: "Oh look, sustenance!"

Me: *Removes my cat from my lap to do something else.*

My cat: Father is...evil? Father is unyielding? Father is incapable of love? I am running away. I am packing my little rucksack and going out to explore the world as a lone vagabond. I can no longer thrive in this household.

[writersdrug]

Simon "Ghost" Riley is the kind of man who:

In your shared home, always sits with his legs spread. Manspreading king. Adores it when you cross your arms and give him a disapproving look, saying there's no room for you. "Course there is, luv. Jus' sit between my thighs."

Refuses to let you do simple tasks around the house, like making tea, folding his underwear, or putting away the dishes. One might think it's a sweet, husbandly gesture - but he's just super picky. You made tea in the microwave once, and now you're banned from ever touching his tea stash. Likes his underwear folded in a specific way, and you don't understand the importance of it. He got tired of you stuffing his underwear in his drawer, so now he folds it himself. And the dishes? Couldn't stand how you put them away. "There's no rhyme or reason to 'em." "I didn't think there had to be, Si-" "Just gimme the damn bowl." Fewer chores? You aren't complaining.

Looks like he's always on edge - and he is, kinda. When he's out with you, he can't help but be alert and watchful, and extremely protective of you. You've tried to get him to loosen up - it's the supermarket, what could happen? - but have just come to accept it as his nature. Plus, you get that giddy feeling when you see other men look straight down at the floor, avoiding Simon's stare as the two of you pass.

Is the grumpiest, poutiest, and most indignant man ever when he gets sick. Doesn't want you doting on him in case you catch whatever he has. But, wait - where are you going? "Get your ass back in this bed - 'm cold." Grumbles like a child when you force him to let you get up to grab him soup, tea, or medicine. And no, he doesn't care how sick he is, he's not wearing that stupid, floppy ice pack hat.

Brings Johnny over unannounced, and you've grown used to it. The moment you hear that Scottish yapping out the front door as the key unlocks, you grab a third plate for dinner - he insists you don't need to feed him, but you always make extra for Simon's lunch the next day regardless, and the last time he'd said that, he ended up grabbing an extra fork and picking from Simon's plate. Which, of course, had Simon up at 1 am making instant ramen because he was still hungry, but didn't have the heart to ask you to make him a decent meal. So, yes, Johnny would be fed.

Loves spoiling you on your birthday. What is a man if not someone who spoils his partner rotten? Orders in food from your favorite bakery, sets all your presents neat and nice on the table (the excellent wrapping job done by yours truly, Gaz), flower petals sprinkled on the ground and the table top (also Gaz's idea), and a seat on his lap so for you while you open your presents. Loves watching your face light up, and each little "you remembered?!" fall from your lips as you open each gift. Scoffs and shifts in his seat. "I's not that much of a fuss, luv..." as you squeal excitedly, but you know he's biting back a proud smile. The blush, he can't even attempt to hide.

Is somehow a magnet for your young nephews. Every time he comes along to your sister's place, he's either making conversation with her husband in the living room, or he's interrogated and cornered by her two sons. And, lord help him, he doesn't understand it either. He'd always expected kids to look at him like a monster, but, especially with these two, that was never the case. They'd ask him for stories about "being in war" - half of the time, he'd make up some not-too-gory adventure, sparing them the details of real war. The rest of the time, he'd talk about "Soap, my mate who blows everything up." And they'd listen with wide eyes and jaws on the floor.

Has scared you unintentionally, more than too many times. He'd come home at three in the morning from a mission, and all he wanted was to quietly peel his dirty uniform off and slip into bed with you. His main intention was to avoid waking you up, because you'd force him to shower before joining you in bed - and he was too tired for that. However, you'd been rounding the corner, up for your 3 am glass of water - you screamed as you saw the hulking, dark figure by the front door, launching your phone at him. He'd caught it effortlessly and shoved it into his back pocket. "What've I told ya 'bout using the bat?" "I was just getting water!" "I coulda been anyone." "Well you're not." "Missed ya, luvie." "Missed you too- but you're grimy. Go take a-" "No." He grabbed you and threw you over his shoulder, ignoring your protests as he hauled you back to bed.

[sttoru]

tags. dad!toji x wife!reader. fluff. reader gets called ‘doll’

“toji, you’re gonna break that thing,” you stifle a laugh as you watch your husband’s muscular form squeeze into one of the playground equipments. megumi is on his lap, giggling as he gets to experience what it’s like to go down a slide with his parent.

toji rolls his eyes and grumbles something along the lines of ‘the damn brat forced me to’. you know how weak that man gets when his son looks up at him with those big, sparkly blue eyes. you’d have given in to megumi’s requests as well if you were in his place. thus you don’t blame your lover at all.

“papa, go!” the little boy pats his dad’s thighs, excitedly smacking the muscles. the pure glee on his tiny face makes you smile as you witness the scene from the bench nearby.

“give me a sec, kid,” toji responds with a grunt. his legs are pressed tightly against each other, trying to wiggle down the slide. his body isn’t going anywhere— not even moving down one centimetre.

you can’t help the laugh that erupts from your throat while you watch toji struggle. the confused and impatient look on megumi’s face as he glances up at his father is pure gold. “papa go?” your son pouts and squirms.

this is embarrassing for toji. he can’t wait to get off and go home. the only thing he can do is pray that no one else sees this view of a grown ass man stuck on a slide.

you pull out your phone and start recording the hilarious sight. ���hun,” you call out to toji, covering your mouth while giggling behind the camera. “you can do it!”

your humorous encouragement makes the dark-haired man kiss his teeth, “tsk, quit that.” he manages to move his legs in a certain way so he could glide down. the process however is quite. . slow.

toji’s body stutters and goes down the slide in a wonky way. megumi is not amused at all as he sits there and stares downwards, cheeks puffed up. he expected to go much faster than this.

the toddler looks like he’s about to complain the moment he reaches the bottom.

“mamaaaaaa!”

as expected, the little boy quickly hops off toji’s lap, leaving his humiliated dad sitting at the end of the slide. megumi runs off to you and jumps up onto your lap, an angry yet adorable frown on his face. he whines and hugs you, refusing to face your husband who’s walking towards you.

toji scoffs at the sight. “oi, you ungrateful little shit,” he comments and crosses his muscular arms over his chest, “y’ should be thanking me for squeezin’ my ass up on that tiny thing.” he glances down at his son who’s clearly sulking in your arms, disappointed in his performance.

you’d usually scold toji for using such foul language around the kid, though you can’t stop yourself from giggling at the situation. megumi actually got offended by his dad being unable to properly go down the slide with him; it’s adorable.

“no, papa shit!” megumi retorts unexpectedly, causing you to laugh even louder. you shake your head and try to make a serious face - to reprimand your child from saying such words - only to fail.

toji clearly didn’t expect the boy to mimic him again. he raises an eyebrow and you know he’s not going to hold back. that man will fight anyone, even his own son who’s only a toddler.

“whadd’ya say there, bud?” your husband huffs and takes a step forward. megumi squeals as he feels the intimidating aura of his dad get closer to him. he squirms off your lap and runs off into the playground, squeaking.

you watch your child scurry off in attempt to escape toji. you grin to yourself, seeing the excitement return on megumi’s face at the aspect of playing with his parent.

toji runs a hand through his messy black hair as he sees the toddler run around the park, excepting him to follow and play with him. he wouldn’t admit it out loud, but it’s adorable how his son never stays mad at him for long.

it perfectly describes the father-son relationship they have. he wouldn’t want to have it any other way.

toji then shoots you a smirk, leaning down so you’re face to face. he flicks your forehead gently and pinches your cheek, reminding you of one thing before going off to chase after megumi;

“i’ll be dealing with ya later for that video y’ made, doll. don’cha think i forgot.”

[basingstokemercury]

and now I want to rewatch A House Divided

which is only one of the heaviest episodes the climax of which had me in tears on my first adult rewatch

maybe it would not be a good idea

[sukunas-wife]

Being Sukuna’s Pregnant Wife and being worshipped as a diety because you were able to conceive the four armed hulking cursed child, you must have the blessing of fertility

Having a shrine erected in your name because barren women believed you’d bless them with fertility despite your legacy starting with the child of the curse that torments them all

Telling your hand maids “Don’t bring me my clothes, bring me one of the kings robes.” The hand maids flinching and wanting to protest out of fear of taking the King of Curses robes

The poor naive young hand maid that had grown a crush on the king excitedly rushing if it meant she could enter the private bed chambers,

Scoffing with a malicious smile to your loyal maids when they shook their heads with Sympathy, they learned long before at such a request it would be foolish to go alone, at least 2 or 3 of them would need to go in your name, preferably the ones your husband recognized to be by your side the longest. But you didn’t like this new girl, she was too enthusiastic to work at the palace only to have a complete change in character when she learned she was assigned to work for you

“It’ll serve that poor girl right” you looked away from the door when your loyal hand maids brought out a wooden box with one of Sukuna’s folded Kimono’s they helped you dress your swollen belly accentuated by the belt the kimono tailored to fit your husband left you with extra space and length, it was far more comfortable then the Kimono’s and robes you were, the lingering smell of your husband with comforting as your rubbed your belly hands barely peeking from the massive sleeves

“Let’s go see my husband.” Was all you said as you started your walk, the maids followed close as you made it to the bed chambers, the door was open, you looked in, Sukuna sneering down at the girl laying in a pool of blood, Uraume was making quick work of the mess

Sukuna’s snapped to you and his arm’s opening in an unusual display of affection, you walked around the mess to reach him, he pulled you into his left side, one hand on your waist the other making you face him, bring his right hand up he rested his hand on your stomach “Some of your maids need a lesson on how to speak to their king,” he looked away from your face to your stomach as he started to move his hands in circles “So swollen with my child, it’s no wonder you send your maids to steal my robes.”

You smack his shoulder with a playful smile and he chuckled “Don’t say it like that you make me feel bigger than i am.”

“Now,” he looked up at your face again, “why are you here.”

You tilted your head to the side, “I started contractions this morning, I’ve been in pain all day and I’m barely standing, my new maid wouldn’t stop speaking so highly of my husband accomplishing having a child when I was at my worst pain level getting ready to push out YOUR child that I HAD to carry. Anyhow I came to get you because he is ready to come.”

Sukuna stared down at you confused “How do you know it’s a boy?”

“I’m his mother,” he watched as you placed your hand over his stilling his rubbing of your stomach, “I knew he was a boy from the day your seed took.”

Sukuna smirked “Is that so? Then let’s see this boy.”

🖤❤️❤️❤️🖤❤️❤️❤️🖤❤️❤️❤️🖤❤️❤️❤️🖤

After an hour of fighting the doctor tending to your birth you gave birth to your lively son, born screaming without needing stimulation to cry form the doctor. Your husband couldn’t help but laugh when he saw his child in his full glory, he was a boy indeed.

The help immediately gave you your son and you cooed at him when he took to your breast, your husband taking blankets from the maids and covered your son also covering you in the process as you struggled a bit to pass what came next. Your son a spitting image of his father, your breathy laugh caught Sukuna’s attention as he came back to your bed side stroking your hair and rubbing your stomach the way the help had been doing.

“What amuses you?” He watched his son slowly close his eyes as you coddled him closer.

“I’m the one who had to carry him for so long, and the ingrate took nothing from me.” You smiled and shook your head before looking up at Sukuna.

Soon the doctor left after clearing you of any possible issues and checking your son. “His name?” You looked at Sukuna and he sighed “Yuji”

The look of adoration in your eyes was something Sukuna would’ve wanted to capture forever if he could express the sentiment. However for now he’d settle for memorizing every detail of today. His wife birthing his first heir, the name she had chosen he permitted.

Maybe just maybe this world wasn’t so bad