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buttfrovski · 8 hours
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their little defeat poses are so cute
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one-time-i-dreamt · 1 month
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I had a daughter and I raised her until she was 6 and then I woke up.
It was so realistic too. I’m a trans man and I even experienced childbirth, that shit fucking hurt like cramps but on steroids and crack.
Her name was Judith, her favourite colour was purple and she loved dinosaurs and I miss her so much and she doesn’t even exist.
There was absolutely no need for it to be so realistic and detailed I’m devastated. 😭
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edenianleena · 4 months
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“they’re so insane” and it’s a man and his nonbiological child.
I always wanted Shang Tsung to be Mileena's father and not Shao Kahn.🥹❤️
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spankingson · 2 months
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When you sit naked in front of your mother for a scolding you feel incredibly humbled. You lose your sense of control. You understand that your mom really does own you.
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leefi · 8 months
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cleaning out my desktop rn so take the contents of this folder i found that only contains screencaps of asakusa midori
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gffa · 6 months
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Something supremely interesting is that the Daughter is missing from the monuments of the Force Overlords, but suddenly this is the first time we've seen Morai in the series. It's not the first time Morai was seen with Ahsoka, she was there in Ahsoka's Rebels episodes and the finale of season 7 of The Clone Wars, so it's not that Morai was here the whole time, she's been with Ahsoka ever since the Daughter sacrificed her life to save Ahsoka, but what does it mean that the Daughter's statue isn't here? All of them died, the Daughter, the Father, the Son, they all died on Mortis, but there were other examples of their influence or remnants living on--all three of them appeared on the Lothal Jedi Temple mural. So why is the Daughter missing from this planet? Are they just stone statues? Is that half of her in the rocks there (it doesn't look like the Daughter's hair, though?) because it looks like it could be a broken statue, just random rocks, or maybe transformed into something else. Is it that these are connection points to something with the Overlords? Is that truly them, in some form? Clearly, this is why Baylan is here, possibly to try to destroy the Force all together or something, but what does it mean that the Daughter is missing from the mural here, a mural that looks like it would have had to be thousands of years old, but the Daughter died within Ahsoka's lifetime???
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wingedcorgi · 7 months
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girlmom
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heavensghost · 2 months
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words from romance by ex:re
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ash-writesstuff · 12 days
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A Daughter?
Charles Leclerc x Reader
Summary: Charles meets your daughter and it goes far better than expected.
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“You have a daughter?” He spoke, his voice quiet, almost a whisper and his brows furrowed seeming deep in thought as he looked down at the young girl by my side.
“Yeah” I was hesitant as I answered, fearing his reaction that was yet to come. “Lila”
“Lila” He repeated, the name rolling off his tongue effortlessly. “That’s a beautiful name” He breathed out after a moment with a small smile creeping onto his face. Suddenly he knelt down, looking up at me with a questing look to which I nodded in return and he look towards the small girl in front on him.
“It’s lovely to meet you Lila, I’m Charles” Shying away slightly I felt Lila give my hand a squeeze and I gave her a warm smile in return.
“It’s ok honey, this is mummy’s special friend I was telling you about. He’s very friendly, I promise” Lila’s gripped loosened and she looked at Charles a glint in her eyes.
“My mumma says she really likes you” Charles let out a chuckle at this and raised his brow at her.
“Is that so?” Lila nodded her head profusely.
“She talks about you a lot” Charles let out another laugh at this and shot me a smile.
“Well, I like your mumma a lot too, Lila”
“Does that make you my dad?” The question was innocent but one that shocked Charles and I. He looked at me, both our eyes wide before his softened and he looked back at my daughter.
“It could mean that, what would you think about that?” Lila thought for a moment before letting go of my hand completely and moving forward to capture Charles in a hug which he returned after a moment of stillness.
“If my mumma likes you then I do too!” I could feel the tears forming as I watched the sweet moment unfold before me, a smile evident on my lips. The breath I hadn’t realised I was holding was finally released and I knew that introducing the two was more than the right idea.
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vanteguccir · 2 months
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Daddy's favorite girl | Matt Sturniolo
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Matt Sturniolo x reader | Dad!Matt Sturniolo x Daughter!Eloise
Summary: Where Matt realizes that his daughter, Eloise, has him tied up in her pinkie.
Warning: None.
Requested?: No.
Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.
PS.: Just a little thing that I wrote today after I went to the market and saw a cute little scene between a father and daughter! (I've posted this earlier, but I deleted it accidentally and just realized it)
PS. 2: I'm already working on a Matt x reader based on today's video of Sam and Colby ft Sturniolo Triplets, so stay tuned!! I'm probably going to post it tomorrow 🩷
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"Matt!" Y/N called from the kitchen, lifting her chin so that her voice echoed better throughout the house, turning her attention back to the items in front of her as she began preparations for lunch.
"Daddy!" Eloise's thin, excited voice echoed through the kitchen, catching Y/N's attention, who momentarily turned back, her eyes finding her daughter.
Eloise sat cross-legged on her fluffy pink carpet, scattered around her were barbies while her little fingers held a mini pink pan and a mini purple spoon. In front of her, almost on top of her white sock-clad feet, she had a mini board with fake vegetables of all colors. The little girl had asked that her mother give her her kitchen toys, wanting to imitate her.
Eloise had an area with toys in each room of the house, and in the kitchen it was between the refrigerator and the counter, with a child-sized stove and refrigerator in neutral colors, full of plastic kitchen items in all colors, and a pink carpet on the front.
"Hi, my little dove." Matt replied, having entered the kitchen seconds after his wife called him.
The man went to his daughter, bending down momentarily and kissing her head covered in curly brown hair - exactly like his -, tied with a pink bow. The smell of children's shampoo and neutral perfume filled Matt's nostrils, making his heart warm from the scent he loved so much.
Matt stood up seconds later, walking over to his wife - who had returned her attention to the vegetables in front of her. His arms wrapped around her baby blue apron covered waist, resting his large hands on her very much pregnant belly while his head rested on Y/N's covered shoulder, kissing the area gently.
"Hi, mama. You look so beautiful today." Matt's voice was low and husky. Y/N felt her face heat up, as if this wasn't the tenth time he'd said that to her that day alone.
The effects that his pregnant wife had on Matt were enormous, he felt his legs getting weak and his heart racing every time he looked at her, besides the arousal, which had increased at least twice as much. Y/N joked that he was worse than her when it came to hormones, and she was the one carrying his second baby.
"I need you to go to the market for me, please. We're out of tomatoes and peppers, and I'm going to use them in the vegetable gratin I'm making." Y/N asked, smiling sideways with Matt's hot breath so close to her as kisses were planted on her shoulder.
"Okay, I'm going to the grocery store around the corner." He informed, earning a nod from Y/N.
Matt and Y/N lived in a house situated in a very homely neighborhood, which had everything nearby: grocery store, butcher's shop, school, pharmacy, etc., which made the couple's day-to-day life easier, reducing the need for use as much car as they needed when they lived in downtown LA.
"Daddy, where are you going?" Eloise asked, raising her big blue eyes, which were now looking intently at her father who was about to walk through the kitchen door with their house keys and his wallet in hand, which he took from the counter.
"Daddy's going to the market, baby." Matt turned around, giving his daughter his full attention as he answered her.
"I want to come along! Mommy, can I go with daddy, please?" The little girl asked, getting up carefully so as not to fall - as had happened several times before because of her haste -, standing on top of her carpet and looking at her mother, her little hands holding the skirt of her pink dress with white ruffles.
Y/N turned to her daughter, pressing her lips in a thin line when she saw the girl's expression, eyes wide and lips in a pout, holding herself back from laughing at the similarity between her and her husband.
"Okay, you can go. But promise me you will be a good girl and listen and obey your father, remember what mommy taught you." Y/N spoke with a soft expression on her face, but serious voice. "And when you come back, be prepared to put away your toys, missy."
Eloise nodded her head repeatedly, smiling big and taking careful steps off the carpet, afraid of steping on her toys. Seeing that she was out of reach of the barbies and pans, she quickly walked towards her father, raising her arms and waiting to be picked up.
Matt, who observed the interaction between his wife and daughter, smiled a smile identical to Eloise's, bending down and picking her up with ease, arranging his arms so that the skirt of his daughter's dress was straight and wouldn't ride up with her movements.
"Her shoes are next to the door. Go carefully, I love you." Y/N spoke from the kitchen, turning her attention to the sink in front of her with a soft smile on her face after hearing her husband and daughter shouting "I love you" back.
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"Come on honey, give your hand to daddy." Matt asked after passing the market entrance, placing Eloise on the floor and taking her small hand, which seemed even smaller when compared to his own. "Let's see what your mom needs."
Matt fished his phone out of his jeans pocket and opened the messaging app, clicking straight to chat with his wife and reading the small list she sent.
The man decided that a basket would be enough, opting not to take a cart. Two of his hands were busy with his daughter and the basket, something he had already gotten used to after repeating this same routine since Eloise learned to walk.
Eloise loved accompanying her father in everything he did, seeing him as her inspiration.
Matt still worked on YouTube with his brothers - of course with fewer videos, since each one had their own family and personal life; but Eloise always made a point of accompanying her father on filming, even though she never appeared in the videos, her baby voice and loud laughs always sounded in the background of each of them.
When Matt was playing video games, Eloise would sit on his lap and watch her father type quickly, often falling asleep even with the loud sounds coming from his headphones.
Even when her father went out with his friends and brothers to play lacrosse or hockey, Eloise begged to accompany him, always being spoiled by the adults and cheering loudly for her father.
Eloise was a true daddy's girl.
"Daddy, can I get some ice cream?" The little girl asked as they passed the ice cream fridge. A big smile graced her face, showing her gums with some missing teeth.
Matt paused for a few seconds, knowing that if Y/N found out that Eloise ate something sweet before lunch, she would fight him. But who said he would be able to resist his daughter's smile and her big blue eyes?
"Alright, dove, but you have to promise to keep it a secret between the two of us." The man asked, crouching down to Eloise's height, raising his pinkie.
And that brings us to the current moment, with Matt already in the checkout line, the basket in his left hand, and Eloise at his right side, holding the ice cream with both hands and a smile still on her face, waiting patiently to being able to eat her treat.
After paying for all the items, Matt thanked the cashier and balanced the bags in his arms, taking his daughter's hand and leaving the store.
On the way home, Eloise squeezed Matt's index finger hard - with her little strength -, getting his attention. The man stopped his steps, looking at Eloise, who was already looking at him with pleading eyes.
"Yes, honey?" He asked, waiting for his daughter to verbalize what she wanted, just like he and Y/N taught her.
"Daddy, I want my ice cream. Please." The little girl asked, remembering to add the magic word at the end.
Matt smiled softly, bending down again and opening one of the bags, keeping Eloise close to him. His right hand reached through the vegetables, pulling out the ice cream covered in pink plastic.
Eloise raised her hands, waiting for her father to give her the treat, but the man lowered her little hands with his left one.
"Let daddy open it first." He spoke, using his two hands to open the plastic, being careful not to tear it, arranging it so that the ice cream melted only inside the packaging, avoiding a bigger mess.
"Here, baby. Hold it with both hands and eat it carefully." Matt asked, handing her the wrapped ice cream and arranging her smaller hands so she could hold it properly.
The man straightened up, arranging all the bags in his right hand and placing his left hand on his daughter's shoulder, keeping her close to him, guiding her carefully so she didn't trip over something or hit somewhere, her eyes too entertained by the pink treat in front of her.
Unfortunately, the promise made between father and daughter did not prevail, Y/N having discovered the treat due to Eloise's hands and mouth being covered in a sticky pink substance and a larger than normal smile adorning her face.
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one-time-i-dreamt · 5 months
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I was the daughter of a rich guy who faked an earthquake warning to make everyone leave the town. It was just us and some other people left in his mansion. When he told me, I ran off and he chased me with dogs. Eventually I ended up in a first person fucked-up playthrough of Undertale with jumpscares.
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henk-heijmans · 2 months
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Florence Sallows photographing daughter and dog - by Reuben R. Sallows (1855 - 1937), Canadian
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c0rinarii · 2 years
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love these two...... the Ray Marries
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classycookiexo · 4 months
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THIS
Also I don’t understand why this is preached but people never preach the same for the boys (sons)
It’s giving misogyny
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guulabii · 7 months
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when anne sexton wrote, "it doesn't matter who my father was; it matters who i remember he was"
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maiiiiie · 4 months
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Palestinian girls bid farewell to their father who was killed by Israeli bombardment in Gaza 💔🇵🇸
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