#fathers day

[doctorwhogirlie]

[monstrousproductions]

It's Father's Day here in the UK (and maybe other places too?) and despite being a fake made-up day created to sell greetings cards, it can stir up some feelings - especially if your dad is uhhh not so great.

So, if your dad sucks or you don't have one or you just want another, don't worry! I'm your dad now!

Services offered include:

Falling asleep on the sofa

Never heard of the celebrities you like

Watching TV with my eyes closed

Bruce Springsteen enjoyer

Proud of you

Sneezing loud enough to wake God

Mildly awkward physical affection

Proud of you

Cannot find my glasses

Am wearing my glasses

Proud of you

Proud of you

[aerequets]

happy late father's day

[anewp0tat0]

Happy Fathers Day, I'm finally on time for something!!! I don't have that much flavor this time though folks. just sweetness. that's it. hope that's cool, never too bad.

if you think this is anything but platonic then no, plz. away

[wilwheaton]

if you know this secret handshake some of us use today, i see you and i’m so sorry.

I don't celebrate Father's Day (or any other Hallmark holiday) for reasons that will not surprise you if you know anything about my life.

But I do celebrate all the other children of fuckers and pieces of shit who survived like I did, who broke the cycle of generational trauma like I and my sister did, whose mothers forced them to praise and worship their abuser "because it's father's day" like mine did, who fucking hate the endless reminders to celebrate the dad we never had (in my case, because he chose not to be a dad to me like he chose to be a dad for my brother. I guess being a bully was more satisfying to him).

I see you, friends. I see you, and I know you see me, and I am both grateful and sad. We know this secret handshake we wish we didn't know. We know a very specific kind of loss that only we know, a type of lingering pain that never really goes away entirely, that can only be reduced to part of the background noise, but can crank itself up to 11 without warning.

I just want you all to know that I see you, and I love you. I know how tough it is, how much it hurts.

I want to specifically make meaningful eye contact with all of my fellow survivors who are also dads, who show up for our kids in spite of the pain and loss. It's such a challenge, and it means so much. We broke the cycle and that is massive. I'm so proud of us.

[sphnyspinspin]

You know what. In honor of Father’s Day, I’m reposting this old Whirl and Whirl Jr. drawing I did because ONE- it’s still one of my best pieces that I’ve ever made and I like showing it off, and TWO- I’m too lazy to make anything new 🥰✨

[robot-reference]

i had this scheduled since mother’s day

(as said before  yes i wanted to do this joke for a while too)

[cat-cosplay]

Happy Father's Day.

[meowsgirldrawing]

Obey me (late) Father's Day + Mammon (Part 2/2)

Varya has and always will be a daddy's girl, or in her case, a ba's girl😂💜💜

Part 1

[reysdriver]

The Best Father's Day Gift | J.P

Harry unknowingly gives James the best Father's Day Gift ever — dad!james x mom!reader fluff

Warnings: none :)

Words: 0.6k

For the family’s first Father’s Day since Harry was born, you wanted to make everything special for James just like he’d done for you a month ago on Mother’s Day. 

You woke up early and brought your son with you so James wouldn’t be woken up if Harry started crying. Maybe it was the smell of you making breakfast or maybe your giddy energy was just contagious, but Harry was so adorably happy that morning that within a few minutes of waking him up and feeding him breakfast, you weren’t even worried about him crying anymore. 

Right as you finished preparing the plate, you fed Harry some diced tomatoes that were left over, which he happily ate up. You wiped some drool off his chin, then picked him up in the hand not occupied by your husband’s breakfast and walked back to your bedroom. 

Resting the plate on your dresser, you leaned down to rub James’ bicep and kiss him on the forehead. 

“Good morning, Jamie. Happy Father’s Day.”

“Good morning, my love.” He said groggily, then sat up and grabbed his glasses from his nightstand. “And good morning to you, Haz. I wouldn’t be a father if you weren’t here, so I’m glad you could make it.”

Harry reached a chubby hand up to James’ face and your husband pretended to eat his fingers. You couldn’t contain a giggle at how adorable the scene was. 

It was painful, but you had to interrupt them before the food started getting cold. “We made you breakfast.” You then placed Harry on the bed and grabbed the food from the dresser and showed it to James. 

“You made me a full English?” He asked, and you just smiled in return. James then turned to the baby boy beside him. “Your mum made me my favourite, and I bet you just watched her while eating your fingers.”

You feigned insult and ran to reassure your son. “No, you were there helping so much with moral support because you love your daddy, right baby?”

Harry’s mouth fell open and he tried pushing out more than just his usual babbles. “Da-di.” 

James put down his forkful of food and you both looked at each other with wide eyes. “He just—”

You nodded. “Mhm. Haz, say that again. ‘Daddy’, try it again.” It was unnecessary, but you wanted to make sure he really said it and you didn’t just both imagine it. 

But he definitely said it. And proved it by doing it again. “Daddy!” He said enthusiastically now that you were both encouraging him. 

You and James were both over the moon. It was his first real word, and the timing was just perfect. You scooped him up and pressed a bunch of kisses onto his squishy cheeks, then handed him to James so he could also celebrate. 

“You said ‘daddy’!” James said happily. He tickled your son, which made him burst out into a fit of gurgles and laughter, even though the 11 month-old had no idea why you two were so excited. “This is the best Father’s Day gift I could ever ask for!”

“We have more surprises for you throughout the day, but I know none of them will match up to this.” You half-joked. 

James continued bouncing Harry on his lap. “Maybe you have to save them until next year, my love.”

[the-poor-miranha-quotes]

[feminist-knuckles]

my favorite trope

[meanwhilepoetry]

Hi dad, sorry, could you please come pick me up, everything is hell here and I don't know how to stop the world from feeling like its ending, and each existential crisis seems to be lasting longer. You told me if I worked hard, everything would be okay, but dad I've worked so hard that my fingers bleed and I am burnt to ash, and I know you told me the best forests grow out of wildfire ashes but when will that happen and are you sure the fires won't wreck the saplings again before they become trees? Sorry to let you down, dad. I promise I am trying to be well again but what used to be my dreams are now sitting on a shelf gathering dust and the demons in my head have started to win more often because they know how tired I am. Is this what growing up was supposed to be? Is this what growing older was meant to be? Why didn't you tell me this? Why did you lie to me?

Nikita Gill

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[warandpeas]

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[abbyslev]

happy father’s day to me and @hangespublicist dads🙏🏼

art credits: @thisuserisangry 💞