#father!figure seek

[strawberryspotsstuff]

Another Father figure Seek x reader-- this time the reader is like-- really energetic and just wants to run around or climb on a bunch of stuff

~ stimming anon

dawww kjahsjdsah thats so adorable.

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Father figure Seek x reader

"Y/N!... Beee careefull!!" Seek advised, gasping as you jumped from one table to the other, giggling.

"I will! I will!" You shouted back as you sprung onto the next table gracefully.

It gasped again as it's wall eyes widen as it watched you, Seek quickly moving to your side watching you as you swiftly jumped to each table.

Puffing out your chest heroic, you were too distracted with your presentation, that when you went to jump to the next table your foot stepped on on your untied shoelaces!

And with your in-pending doom, you embraced the fall, closing your eyes.

But... it didn't happen.

You opened your eyes to meet... the very angry Seek. Oops. You smiled sheepishly up at Seek, rubbing the back of your neck.

"YOOU... YOU FORGOT TOO... TIE YOUR.. YOURR SHOELACESS" Seek wailed, hugging you tightly as it held you close to it's "chest" swaying back and forth.

You laughed softly, shaking your head. "I'm sorry, sorry! I forgot! Really!"

Seeks sighed as it stopped swaying you, frowning. "IT... It's okaayyy"

It's wall eyes stared at you, unblinking but if they had voices, all of them would be yelling at you.

You giggled, kicking your feet. "Thanks dad!"

"Ughh..... no problemmm"

What was it going to do with you?

[wenzie76aster]

I asked one of the writers of rise this question in the recent rise Q&A, and I’m crying😭😭

[ge]

[ccbatman]

what if i said hal's mom called him "hally" specifically as a play on halley's comet, huh. what if i said she did that because she knew no matter how far he went, he'd always come back to her, hm. what then.

[existentiol]

something that pisses me off in RA is that Flanagan will occasionally hype up Pauline as this super important and prominent figure in Will’s life, even treat her as a proxy for the mother he never knew, and yet will just refuse to show it beyond the like. two or three (personal) conversations that they have in canon. I get that he was attempting to make her an important person in Will’s life but why not do that by actually making her an important person in Will’s life

[television-overload]

I feel like there's two very distinct types of Tiva fan on Twitter. I mean I'm weird about them, of course, by non-fandomy people standards, but I feel like in a Normal way. Then there's the ones that are Weird about them. Typically older (in age) fans who maybe don't understand personal boundaries of social media quite as well 🥴

Am I obsessed with NCIS in that I think about it a lot, keep up with the news, and write and read fanfiction? Yeah. But there's a whooooole other side of Tiva Twitter that is... different. Like parasocial to the max. Yikes.

[bunisher]

i need all future comics writers of frank (and anyone on DDBA) to stop trying to write him as a guy who had a normal childhood and was always just kinda Like That. or that he was simply destined to become the punisher, but that’s kind of a separate topic.

people who go into the military at 18 rarely have normal childhoods, they are often raised in abusive environments that are normalized. the urge to go into the military typically does not come from people who aren’t used to some form of abuse, because why would you willingly want to go into that? unless you are susceptible to indoctrination toward having faith in a system from a young age and aren’t able to discern the red flags? the military system preys on poor young men in particular by scouting them and offering all these bells and whistles (free college, healthcare, community) and feelings of importance, but then just forgets about them afterward.

side note: it’s actually such a disservice to many veterans to forget about how the military is an abusive system. it literally strips you of everything with no help in reintegrating back into society (other than by members of the same community). i get TPS1 tried to do something with this but dropped the ball. it feels like many writers just use his marine background as some sort of fun fact that only comes into play with certain things, but it very much shapes who you are and changes your identity. it’s a very cult-like system.

many people who want to serve are related to others who have prior. many people (especially men) who want to serve at that age have an underlying need that they think can be met. many people are brainwashed by military propaganda and believe it is the right thing to do. especially when it comes to religion, there’s this idea of men using their bodies to protect the innocent that goes back hundreds of years, and this idea of serving god, which we see young francis try to do in two ways. (side note: why do they keep removing his religious background? i liked the nod to it in the nmcu but it seems modern comics writers (looking at you jason aaron) just forget this?) besides, the functions of religion for people are very similar to the functions of the military as far as members go, namely community and a sense of greater purpose.

to me, as a reader/watcher, threads of probable abuse history are present in frank’s character, and i wish we had a writer brave enough to write about it. why else would he care so much about innocents and victims? why else would he become suicidal and guilt stricken when he hurts an innocent? it makes you think: was there no one who protected him or someone else he knew?

and this may not mean anything but idk i think he’s so much more tragic and juicy if you look at him like someone who is not the perfect victim (and maybe doesn’t even recognize their abuse) but someone who instead of healing and becoming soft, becomes angry and violent afterward. trauma, especially repeated trauma, does not effect people all the same way and i really wish they would just be bold enough to work with that. i get trying to piss off the alt right but completely changing the character to fit the same stereotype of a ‘psychopath’ (which is an outdated term) as they do in horror movies about killer children is just poor writing. again, talking about punisher 2022, but this was kinda in nmcu too. and sure yeah they’ve retired his character (but not the punisher….? ok) in the comics, but for when he inevitably does come back, yeah.

[slutdge]

im always like "astrology isnt real its total made up bullshit" and then .5 seconds after i develop a crush on yet another weird fucked up old man im rushing to calculate his chart

[trashyswitch]

Co-Parenting Human Kids

Bonnie and Freddy co-parent two kids together. Freddy parents Gregory, and Bonnie parents Rose. Together they play hiding games, tickling games, and even soccer games! And Rose knows a thing or two about soccer...

Part 2 to The Two Glamrock Kids. Link

This fanfic is for @UndertaleSansLuv3 on AO3. I hope you enjoy the sequel!

3...

Freddy and Bonnie were currently playing a game of hide and seek with the kids. The kids, Gregory and Rose, were supposed to be hiding somewhere while the seekers (Freddy and Bonnie) were looking for them. 

“Are they in your bowling alley, Bun?” Freddy asked, speaking to each other through their cell phone system. 

“Nope. The place is completely empty, Ted.” Bonnie replied as he left the bowling alley. 

Freddy headed to the Fazer blast maze next, but found that the maze was completely empty. None of the two kids were in there. He headed to the Fazbear Theater next, hoping to see if the kids were hiding in the darkness of the theater. But he couldn’t hear any shuffling or giggling coming from any children in the theater. So, he left that spot and looked around the area. “Fazer Blast and Fazbear theater are empty.” Freddy said. 

“Hey Ted, what about Gator Golf?” Bonnie asked. 

Freddy shook his head. “I didn’t check yet, Bun.” Freddy admitted. 

“Okay. Can you go check it for me?” Bonnie asked. “I’ll check the fazcade and ask DJ. Okay Ted?” Bonnie replied. 

“Okay, Bun.” Freddy replied as he ended the call. 

Freddy headed to the right, towards the Monty’s Gator Golf area. He walked up to the entrance and headed in. Walking around the green area, Freddy looked around at the putting levels as well as the concession stands and the tree-house. And to Freddy’s surprise, the kids were not in the tree-house! Looking around for a little longer, Freddy scanned the room with his x-ray vision before confirming that the kids were not in the Monty Golf area. 

“The kids are not in Gator Golf, Bun.” Freddy said into the speaker. 

“Hear you loud and clear, ted.” Bonnie joked. 

Freddy walked out of the Gator Golf, and over to the escalator. “I’ll check Floor 2, you check Floor 3, Bun.” Freddy told him. 

“Got it, Ted.” he replied. 

Freddy reached the top of the escalator and hopped off. He walked around a bit, and headed to the Roxy Raceway first. Knowing the place was under construction, Freddy knew he couldn’t go into Roxy’s Raceway. So, he checked the room with his x-ray vision. And…the kids were not in there. So, Freddy turned around. “Roxy Raceway is empty, Bun.” Freddy said. 

“Well, I’d hope so, Ted! It’s under construction!” Bonnie added. 

“Still…you  know the kids, Bon…they usually find a way to get in places they don’t belong.” Freddy told him. 

Bonnie chuckled into the speaker. “Yup…I do, Ted.” He replied. “What about the bakery? I hear stories of kids not being able to resist a cupcake or two.” Bonnie asked. 

“Hmmm…I’ll check.” Freddy said as he turned to look at the large Chica-themed bakery. He walked to the bakery with a smirk. His little audio speakers were already starting to hear the sound of little giggles coming from the bakery. Perhaps that’s them? 

Freddy walked into the bakery door, where he found the still and unresponsive cupcake machine. He found no cupcakes on the conveyor belt, or anything else around the machine for that matter. But still, he could hear the soft little giggles of a girl. He walked closer to the pole, and looked on the other side of it. 

No one…But he could still hear some of those giggles! He looked down, and- 

“There you are-” Freddy declared before gasping and freezing. “And Gregory too!?” Freddy reacted as he picked the two kids up under their arms. “Why are you both hiding together?!” Freddy asked. 

Rose laughed and kicked her feet. “Ihihi tohohold yohou ihit would be a bad idea!” She reacted. 

“Ihihi dohohohon’t wahanna hehehear it, Rohohose.” Gregory giggled back. 

“Wowzers! I haven’t even touched you two, and you’re already laughing!” Freddy let out a laugh. “You’re like a pair of tickle-me-Elmo’s!” Freddy teased. 

“AHAHAM NOHOT!” Gregory yelled. 

“Now now, inside voice.” He reminded them. “Hey Bun! I found the kids! Come to the cupcake shoppe!” Freddy said. 

“Aww man, I was certain they would be at El Chips.” Rose heard from her father, which came from Freddy’s speaker. “Well, you thought wrong, Bun.” Freddy teased. 

“On my way, Ted.” Bonnie replied. 

“Tehed?” Gregory asked. 

“Buhuhun?! Whahat are those?!” Rose asked. 

“Why, they’re code names! Freddy and Bonnie sounded too long for this type of game!” Freddy said. “So we had to make code names for each other.” He added. “Ted is short for teddy, and Bun is short for bunny.” Freddy explained. 

“Ted suhuhuits yohou!” Rose admitted. “Oh Rose…” Freddy started tickling Rose’s belly first. “Flattery will get you nowhere.” Freddy told her before tickling Gregory’s belly as well. “You two have been caught by the evil tickle monster! Feel my fury! RAAWRR!” Freddy teased, wiggling 4 fingers each on both Gregory and Rose’s bellies. 

Gregory squealed and started laughing right away, kicking his feet like an aggressive swimmer out of water. “BAHAHAhahaha! Wahahahait nohohohoho!” Gregory laughed. 

Freddy chuckled. “You’re ticklish little superstars, aren’t you?” Freddy asked with a smirk. Seeing Gregory all giddy and playful will always make him feel happy. Gosh, even just seeing Gregory’s dimples puff out his cheeks, gave Freddy an artificial warm feeling in his chest. 

“FREHEHEHEDDY PLEHEHEHEASE!” Rose begged. “IHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHO MUHUHUCH!” She begged. 

“Do you need me to stop?” Freddy asked. 

“NOHOHO, BUHUHUT-” Rose replied.

“Then I will continue tickling, as per your request!” Freddy replied before he moved an index finger up to her little belly button. “And what about here? Are you ticklish here?” He asked before poking inside her belly button. Rose gasped as her smile grew almost abnormally wide. Gregory couldn’t help but glance over at Rose in time to see her smile. And it was HUGE! He almost began to worry that she could split her face open if her smile grew even a millimeter more! 

And just as fast as her lips grew into that toothy smile, her laughter leaped out of her mouth with pure glee and giddiness. Her wiggles started up right around the same time too, making her move around in a more blurry fashion. Eventually, she threw her head back and started cackling in a whimsical way. It almost felt like flashes of electricity were being moved through her as she tried to wiggle every squirmy feeling out of her body. It was exhilarating! 

Gregory seemed to be laughing quite a bit softer than Rose right now. It seemed like Freddy wasn’t tickling Gregory all that much due to focusing more on Rose than Gregory at this moment. And honestly, Gregory didn’t mind the break. Plus, Gregory rather enjoyed watching Rose throw herself around and laugh heartily in his father figure’s arms. It was amusing and honestly…kinda cute. Not that he would ever admit that, of course. He quickly began to ignore his thoughts and began hoping and praying that Freddy couldn’t read his mind. 

“Alright, break time for Rose.” Someone said to Freddy. Freddy looked up and smiled brightly when he saw who it was: It was Bonnie. “My turn to tickle the wiggle worm.” Bonnie told Freddy. 

Freddy put Rose down with a smile. “Of course!” He replied. Then, Freddy turned to his surrogate son. “And as for YOU, Gregory~” Freddy wiggled his now-free left hand at the wiggly victim within his right arm. Freddy made sure to smirk at Gregory from just above him, to both tease him and intimidate him all at once. And already, it looked like it was working on the boy. “Your doom is starting in 3…” 

Gregory gasped and quickly started to blush. No! NO! NOT THE COUNTING! PLEASE! 

Freddy brought his wiggling fingers closer to Gregory. “2…” 

Gregory squeaked and wiggled somewhat roughly as he watched the giant, orange fingers get closer and closer to his much-too-sensitive skin. Oh no…Here it comes!

Freddy moved his index nail closer to Gregory’s belly button. “1…” 

Gregory started letting out nervous, helpless giggles as he visibly noticed just how close Freddy had gotten to his poor, vulnerable belly button. And with how he was being held, Gregory couldn’t bring his whole arm down to cover it up! So he would have to take it like a man when the finger touches down! 

Freddy very lightly touched the skin surrounding the belly button, and swirled his little nail around it very teasily. “Aaaaand…” 

Gregory started letting out short spurts of giggles as he felt every little touch…every little scratch…every single poke of the animatronic’s nails around his belly button. 

Freddy touched down with all 4 of his fingers. “GO!” He declared, skittering rapidly. 

Gregory let out a sharp squeaky giggle before erupting into high-pitched, hysterical laughter. “HEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHAHAHAHA! FREHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Gregory couldn’t even speak, he was laughing so hard! And the boy could only occasionally breathe in full breathes when Freddy would let him. Though for some reason, the breathing thing was made bearable thanks to Freddy ability to know exactly when Gregory needed more oxygen. How in the world does Freddy know what he needs that well?! Does he read his body with his x-ray vision, or what?! It made no sense!

“Goodness! What a laugh!” Bonnie teased. 

“Is that an insult?” Freddy asked Bonnie with a smirk. 

“What?! No! That was a compliment. I love it.” Bonnie replied. “That was a compliment, right?” Bonnie asked Rose, who was currently being tickled on her open armpit by Bonnie. “YEHEHES! IHIHIT’S AHA COHOMPLIMEHEHEHENT!” Rose replied as best she could. 

“Okay, good. I was going to say…” Freddy added, looking at Rose and Bonnie. 

When Freddy stopped his fingers temporarily, Gregory managed to take in a large breath through his heavy laughter. “THIHIHIS… *huff, huff* Thihihis ihihihihis sohohOHOHO MEHEHEHEHEAN!” Gregory managed to get out right as Freddy’s fingers started up again. 

Freddy couldn’t help but laugh. “Ohoho, I know. But are you having fun?” Freddy asked as he read Gregory’s feelings with his eyes. 

[Anxiety level: 30%] 

[Happiness level: 70%] 

“YEHEHEHEHEAH, IHIHIHI AHAHAHAHAHAM.” Gregory replied as best he could considering the situation. 

“Wonderful! I knew you liked it!” Freddy declared, unintentionally teasing them. 

“IHIHIHI DOHOHON’T. IHIHI TOHOLERAHAHATE IHIHIT!” Gregory told him. 

“Oh my gosh…” Rose muttered. “Are you seriously trying to lie to cover it up?!” Rose asked him. 

“NOHOHO! IHIHIHI SWEHEHEHEHEAR!” Gregory begged. 

Rose gasped. “NO! No swearing!” She ordered. “Bad Gregory.” She added, poking his nose for extra effect. 

“Swearing?!” Freddy gasped. “You just earned yourself more tickles from the tickle monster~!” Freddy teased as he moved his fingers to the boy’s sides. 

Gregory squeaked as Freddy’s fingers moved down to his hips. Gregory threw his head back and guffawed, cackling almost right after. “BAAHAHAHAHA!” Gregory laughed. 

“Oooooh! Sweet spot?” Freddy asked. “Isn’t there an old retro song about hips?” Freddy asked Bonnie. 

“I think so…” Bonnie thought for a moment, having stopped tickling Rose a couple minutes earlier.

“Cahaha…Cahan’t you look it up?” Rose asked, looking at Bonnie. “I could, but that wouldn’t be as fun.” Bonnie replied. 

Freddy stopped tickling Gregory’s hips for a moment. “Yeah. It was by that singer and dancer from the 2010’s.” Freddy added. 

Rose hummed. “Starts with a S-h, I think. I think my Mom made me listen to them, because she made theme songs for the Fifa World Cup.” Rose explained. 

“Oh! I know, I know!” Gregory yelled. “Shania Twain!” Gregory guessed. 

Bonnie looked up the name, and played the first song that showed up on his audioplayer.  🎵Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy, forget I'm a lady

Men's shirts, short skirts, Oh, oh, oh-🎵

“No…Not that one.” Rose replied. 

“Awww…” Gregory muttered. 

Bonnie stopped playing it and thought for a moment. 

Freddy widened his eyes and started to play the song on the audioplayer. 

🎵-'cause this is Africa

Tsamina mina, eh, eh

Waka waka, eh, eh

Tsamina mina zangalewa-🎵

Rose clapped her hands together. “That one!” Rose replied. “Who’s it by?” She asked. 

“Shakira.” Freddy replied. 

“SHAKIRA! Right!” Rose reacted. “That song was for the fifa world cup in 2010! It took place in Africa!” She added. “She also made that other song in 2014, which was good too.” Rose added. 

Freddy read the webpage. “It looks like the 2014 song was called “La La La”.” Freddy read. “But the official song was ‘We Are One (Ole Ola)’ by Pitbull.” Freddy said. 

“Right! Okay.” Rose replied. 

Gregory looked at Rose. “How did you know all that?” Gregory asked. 

Rose giggled. “My mom is a HUGE soccer fan.” She told him. “She always made sure I watched the old live streams of the world cup concerts with her, because ‘this was an important moment in history’.” She explained. “And it turns out…she wasn’t wrong.” Rose added with a smile. 

Gregory nodded his head as he listened. “What was your favorite team?” Gregory asked. Rose laughed. “What do you mean?” Rose asked, tilting her head. Gregory blinked. “Uhh…Soccer teams. For example, my favorite team is the Columbus Crew.” Gregory admitted. 

Rose laughed even harder. “Yohohou have no clue, do you?” Rose teased. 

Gregory tilted his head. “...What?” 

Rose looked at Gregory. “It’s the Fifa World Cup. That means the teams are put together to represent the countries.” Rose explained. “For example, there’s Team America, Team Canada, Team France, Team Brazil…” She further explained. 

“Oooooh…” Gregory muttered, shaking his head and slapping his own forehead with his palm. He felt really stupid. “Sorry…” He said. 

“It’s okay.” Rose replied. “You didn’t know.” 

Gregory bit his lip. “And who won?” Gregory asked. 

“Spain ended up winning in 2010.” Rose told him. 

“And Germany won in 2014.” Bonnie added. 

“Okay.” Gregory replied. 

Rose looked around the room. “I miss playing soccer sometimes…” Rose admitted. 

Gregory looked at Rose. “Really?”

Rose nodded her head. “Yeah.” She replied. 

Gregory thought for a moment, and looked around the pizzeria. He started to walk around the baking machinery. “Follow me.” Gregory told Rose, offering her his hand. 

Rose did as he told, and followed him out of the bakery. They walked around the pizzeria a bit before moving to an open area with tons of space. “Why don’t we play soccer?” Gregory asked. 

Rose tilted her head. “One on one? Or two on two?” She asked with a smirk. 

Gregory shrugged his shoulders as he pulled off his socks. “Depends if they can kick a sock ball around.” Gregory said as he rolled his socks into a ball. 

Rose smiled and took off her own shoes. “The shoes can be the net creases.” She said, lining her shoes up. 

Gregory nodded as he placed his own shoes on the other side of the playing ‘field’. Then, he walked up to Rose. “Put your socks on mine.” Gregory told her. 

Rose laughed and shook her head. “Eww! Gross!” She reacted. 

“If you put your socks on top of mine, then it’ll look bigger.” Gregory told her. 

Rose looked at the socks nervously. Does she ignore him and keep the soccer ball tiny? Or…does she risk her socks getting a little bit smelly so they can have a slightly bigger makeshift soccer ball? 

Rose finally smiled and removed her socks, before offering the boy her hand. “Sock-er ball, please.” Rose told him. 

Gregory laughed and handed the sock ball to her. With the sock ball in her hand, Rose wrapped her left sock around the ball and tucked it in. With that done, Rose wrapped her right sock around the ball next, making sure to cover the end hole of the left sock up with the toe-end of the right sock. With the sock hole open, she folded it in and wrapped a pony elastic around the ball. “And presto! A sock-er ball~” She declared. 

The sock-er ball was roughly the size of a white and red baseball now. And it was just big enough to be kicked around. “Ready to play?” Gregory asked. 

Rose nodded her head as she dropped it to the ground. “Play ball!” She declared, starting to kick it around. Gregory started trying to get it from her so he could kick it around too. But almost immediately,  Rose’s soccer skills became obvious. She was really good. But, Gregory was fast and strategic. So, he began to wonder if his soccer skills would be a good challenge for her. 

Only one way to find out! START!

[whirling-fangs]

Has there ever been a father figure for Inosuke?

[[ In canon... I guess not, actually! It's a little tidbit of a theme that I really like about him. He's had big brothers aplenty (Tanjiro, big-eared Takaharu, Zenitsu to some extent), he's even had a grandpa... but he doesn't have ONE designated father figure.

Gotouge sort of set up Kyojuro as Tanjiro's main mentor, Uzui as Zenitsu's... and Inosuke's would be... Shinobu :') because Sanemi didn't get enough screen time sobs it would have been a perfect chaotic match no father figures for this boy. He has all the most wholesome mom figures though ;w;

I'm pretty sure it's intentional too. Inosuke's birth father was a complete scumbag and Kotoha fully intended to raise him alone. And of course, there's Douma's case... Inosuke is pretty much cursed when it comes to father figures :')

I do love a found family above anything else, though, so I like to twist that "rule" a little and give him proper dads anyway. But the line between big bro/uncle/father figure is always a little blurry whenever I write it, because Inosuke himself isn't seeking a father figure. He has never known what it's like, and thus he doesn't miss it the same way he secretly and unconsciously misses a cliché mother's role in his life.

Yes that is an invitation to send your muses at him to adopt him anyway ♥ ]]

[magnusmodig]

||. was browsing through tags of a comic thor post and found this beauty in someone's tags:

i love the acknowledgement of odin as a godking above father & how that’s hurt thor not just loki

obviously, I won't name the person's reblog on this blog but it's something I've always felt is largely true about the mcu odinfam situation, particularly where the father and the boys are involved.

Odin's parenting style (being strict, and the all-father above just a father), hurt Thor just as much as Loki. They were both hurt by their parents and especially in vying for their father's approval. (aka: his affections, because really any child desperate for their parent's attention, approval, pride is really just craving unconditional love.) People seem hard pressed to believe that this sort of pain was exclusive to Loki... which I fundamentally don't understand. (Need I remind everyone that Odin didn't just say "you're unworthy to call yourself a king and a hero bc you're being selfish in your ambitions"... which is true. He also got a good, walloping "you are unworthy of the loved ones you have betrayed" TO HIS FACE before being stripped of his powers and banished to some backwater planet for an indefinite amount of time...)

The reality of the situation is Loki always had Frigga to lean on, confide in, and be in his corner. Even if it was off-screen, truth is that he told Frigga what he learned about being a Frost Giant the first chance he got. He confided in her his worry for Odin's health ("i never get used to seeing him like this"). She actively expresses support and validation in front of him in a way that Loki at least positively acknowledges even if he doesn't always receive the words, and while I don't believe Thor wouldn't have gained the same solace from his mother, I am of the opinion - based on (this deleted scene from "THOR") in particular - that she would give support in the same way she would with Loki ... and it never landed with Thor. Because Thor is not Loki. And Frigga doesn't always know how to speak to Thor so Thor can hear her.

So, really at the end of the day, whether it was true or not, Thor only had himself to emotionally rely on. Coupled then with being primarily under the express tutelage of an extraordinarily strict father who was priming Thor to uphold his own legacy, (apparently not be anything like Hela despite the two kids being polar opposites) and 'never seek out war but must always be ready for it' and then you get a sentiment that ultimately can be summarized in Thor's words at the end of Dark World when he comments his reason for surrendering his birthright of his own volition: "I would rather be a good man than a great king." (which, sidebar, but I am entirely convinced is Thor commenting on his father's way of ruling, his father's way of parenting, his father's way of being. And quite frankly, no, I don't think the real Odin would ever let Thor give up his birthright to go live on Earth when Odin is old, dying, and the whole of Asgard is primed and ready to follow Thor as their new All-Father.)

alt., in the words of comic!thor his (extremely mixed) opinion of Odin:

"A hard god, my father, but one who would move heaven and earth for his children. And did , quite literally, on many occasions. From Odin, I learned command. I learned the ways of the worlds and the godly arts of war."

[jasontoddiefor]

(ltit pregnancy anon) First of all, I kind of love you for the whole answer. Second, I'm having one of those "I thought it was subtext but it was TEXT all along" moments. One of your screenshot (the one where they embrace while sitting) was one of those I was originally thinking about, but I hadn't noticed the highlight on the stomach???? I'm also worried and excited, but honestly their first kid (... he kind of is) is growing up really well, so I'm hopeful about the whole situation

Bestie it’s so text I’m crying about it

Like, I think fundamentally their kid would be fine bc whenever we do see them co-parent Euiyoung, it’s working out pretty great?

I’d say Euihyun is starting to relax, which is great because it means Euiyoung is not going to have too much of “I can’t cause more problems for hyung” growing up and Taeju. I mean. He’s having a whole arc on how to not be a selfish piece of shit and I loved him during the whole Euiyoung goes missing when he yells at the bio dad like “are you stupid do you know anything about how kids work”

AT THE SAME TIME.

Like. I mean obviously there’s still a choice there, abortion is an option and all, but for once in my life I’m willing to accept the “no this character has so many family issues they’d not want to get an abortion” argument on Euihyun’s part.

Because like, at heart, he really only wants the average family life. For his brother to grow up happy and healthy, being able to play with other kids. A stable job, no worries about money, a home that’s safe and his. A kid does fit in there.

But by god bestie you only just more or less settled on “we are dating”. I think outright choosing to have a baby in the future would be much better for everyone involved mentally?

Tho not less funny in regards to Euiyoung’s age. His nibling would be what? 6 years younger than him? Imagine them going to the park. That’s his brother, that’s the guy he calls uncle, and that’s his nibling who probably calls him big brother bc they’re half a decade apart in age.

But yeah I’m curious to see how this will develop on the story. I’m also the worst person to talk to about stuff like this bc I love doing character studies through the lenses of pregnancy/kid fic.

[strawberryspotsstuff]

And for my second ask, another father figure seek x tired reader

I'm sorry, my brain just gets filled of random ideas--

~ stimming anon

dlsjakjsal thats okay!!!

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Father Figure Seek x Tired Reader

Seek hummed softly as it rocked you back and forth bridal style, it's body swaying. Seek enjoyed the sound of muffled rain with the soft snoring of you in it's grasp.

You had just fell over and fallen asleep after finishing the chase scene with it, again. It tells you to not to do it's chase scene so many times- but you never listen.

.It sighed softly, it became habit, didn't it? But Seek didn't mind, it kinda grew on it and found it quiet cute, that you enjoyed it's chase so much.

It sighed softly, making it's way through the many hallways to get to a floor with spacious rooms, most of them were identical. With a queen mattress and velvet red covers, two night stands and a closet.

Pushing open the door, little wall eyes watched from the ceiling as Seek gently rolled you onto the bed. In your sleep you cooed and pressed your body into the bed, your hands gripping onto copious amount of pillows the bed had, as you curled up into a ball.

"cutte...cutee" seek hummed softly, watching you with a gleam of almost fatherly/motherly love, the wall eyes sharing the same look to you.

You giggled in your sleep, almost like if you heard it speak to you.

For some time Seek just watched you, making sure any entity who tried to crawl into the room would be shooed off, it's wall eyes glaring. Some entities would it was a little overprotective of you.

[wickershells]

the x-files — s3 e22 ‘quagmire’ | s4 e5 ‘the field where i died’

[1o1percentmilk]

i want to write another essay but about food and family and trauma

[aesoka]

i love that in heir to the empire, luke constantly thinks of obi wan, mourns obi wan && even mourns yoda. its interesting timothy zahn didn't try to include anakin, I wonder if he wasn't allowed?