#DAD. DAD?
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Something is rising and it's not the sun

no it's my hands. for prays. to gojo 👍👍
#DAD. DAD?#look im team gojo gaggers believe me#i hate that i don't care about anything else#i came here breaking my hiatus just to let people know this.#that i love his evil dad bod#MASTERRRRSFSGGHHHHH#i'm sorry#ryomen sukuna#sukuna ryomen#sukuna#jujutsu kaisen#yashi talks#jjk chapter 237#yashi talks about sukuna
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10/10 dad joke
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Silco and his terror of a daughter
#my art#sketchy sketch#arcane#silco#jinx#jinx and silco#silco would give jinx everything he owns and more#and that would make things worse#silco the makeup expert because he gotta use good and safe products on his own face#thats my queue to leave#silco is the worst best dad#just like jinx is the worst best daughter
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Absolutely wild to me how sometimes you don't even realize the way you'd been taught to perceive things as a kid was kinda fucked up, actually, until decades later.
Example:
As a kid, I constantly lived in fear of damaging shit in my parent's house. The walls. The floors (especially the floors. The wood was beautiful. Shiny. But so easy to scratch). The cabinets.
As a sixteen-year-old, I once took my car to the dealership after work and paid a very dear sum of $250 ($10/hr cashier salary) to fix a slight scratch in the paint because I knew if my father saw it there would be hell to pay. It didn't matter that I parked far out, like I'd been taught, and someone scratched it anyway. It was my fault. I failed in my duties as a steward of my vehicle.
Every time I scratched a rim on a curb while parallel parking or got a door ding or, god forbid, didn't wash and vacuum that car every weekend, it was treated like some sort of moral failing.
Last year, when my husband and I first moved into our house, he scraped the side of our car when parking in our (Very Narrow) garage. When he told me, my first instinct was to be afraid for him. Like something terrible was going to happen to him because of this mistake. I urgently reassured him that it was okay, it was an accident, I wasn't mad. Baffled, he was like, "Yeah? I know? Like, thank you for the reassurance, but I'm only a little annoyed, I'm not upset. It's just a car." And I had to take several minutes to process that. It's...just a car.
We keep the car tidy. We maintain it. But we wash it maybe 4x a year. We only vacuum it after dirty road trips or when the dog hair starts to get annoying. It has scrapes and dings and the leather seats have stains. But that's ok. Because it's just a car.
This morning, I realized that a small rock had gotten embedded in the felt foot on one of our bar stools. Neither of us had noticed. There are now scratches on our beautiful hardwood floor. My immediate response was fear accompanied by a heavy measure of paralyzing guilt. "I'm so sorry," I told my husband, "I should have noticed. I'll figure out how to fix it, I swear. I can probably sand down that section and match the stain and--"
"Whoa, hey," he said. "It was an accident. And it's fine. Floors are going to get damaged. They're floors. We live here. There was damage in places before we even bought the house, remember? It's not a big deal. It's just a floor." Right. It's just a floor. Right.
My husband's mom is visiting and this afternoon, as I was sitting in the kitchen looking at the scratches on the floor, I offhandedly asked her if my husband had ever broken or damaged anything as a kid. "Of course," she said. Household items. A TV. A wrecked car during his teen years. I asked how she punished him.
"Why would I punish him for things like that?" she said. "They were all accidents."
Right. Of course. Right.
#childhood reminiscing#to be clear my childhood didn't suck or anything#but my dad was and still is very particular about...everything#and it's taken me a long time to realize that A. his normal is not everyone's normal#and B. I get to decide what my normal is#which was a big fucking relief when it finally occured to me#anyway#no point to this#just thinking
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Can you believe I'm having to make this meme even after successfully finishing up taxes and applying to job
#adhd#autism#Dad: Don't worry little man it's super simple! Just let me - the figure you seek support from - tell you to not be afraid#and then - stay with me here! - juuuuuust do it!#voila. my job is done you're welcome have fun doing all the research and figuring out without issue now <3 no problem#(and no of course I won't acknowledge your previous adulting accomplishments bc that's just expected stuff anyway)#||#vent#i guess? man#i don't have opinions or feelings on the internet often but man
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told my parents robert de niro's daughter came out as trans and he's being cool and supportive and my dad, in a terrible robert de niro impression, says, "you talkin' to they/them?" which like. not entirely accurate but he got the spirit lol
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I can behave normally around books
#shitpost#anyway guess who brought home 24 new books today?#if you guessed me. well. you would be correct#in my defense I only bought 5#for a combined total of usd#where’d the number go. it was 17 usd#the rest were from me going through what my dad was getting rid of for space and claiming it for myself#but either way#24 in one day is a personal record I think#also I do fully intend to read all of these it’s not hoarding for hoardings sake
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My father passed away last week so in his honor I am paying Tumblr to force strangers to look at a photo of him wearing his “chinmail” (my chain mail necklace I got a ren fair)
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they keep adopting strays it’s become a problem
#can you tell i gave them favourites#my art#jayvik#viktor arcane#jayce talis#arcane#jayce x viktor#artists on tumblr#cat dads au
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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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Girl dad Silco is a source of endless entertainment for me
Extra doodles:
Someone save Sevika, she is in hell
#my art#sketchy sketch#arcane#sevika#jinx#arcane powder#silco#silco and jinx#Silco will never actually be able to discipline in jinx#the best he can do is raise his voice#and even that has no effect#sorry silco you are a doomed girl dad#now I've doodled all my silco and jinx ideas I got a while back no wait#still one#well I'll finish it at some point#sevika needs help guys she is all alone with these two
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metrics of success
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my dad got a clear phonecase for himself so I let him have one of my pokemon cards to put inside it, and after making me explain what each pokemon did and was he picked a basic lightning energy card. dramatical murder cg unrelated
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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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