#happy dilf day!

[huggybug]

For dilf day can you write something about Thomas dropping your daughter off at school and all the moms asking if he’s single

happy dilf day!

“I’ll be back to pick you up okay? Have a good day mon chou” Thomas bends down to kiss your daughter on the head before she runs off. You smile, watching from the car as he turns back towards you before suddenly being swarmed by a couple moms you think you’ve seen around a couple times.

“You’re Kaylee’s dad?” Thomas looks at the blonde lady who’s smiling widely at him.

“Uh yeah, Thomas” He extends a hand, not sure if he should even be introducing himself to this lady but it seems like she knows Kaylee so…

“So lovely to meet you! I’m Jackson’s mom, I’ve never seen you here, do you usually drop her off?”

“No.. I uh, I’m away for work a lot so it’s usually Kaylee’s nanny” You we’re busy at home with your younger daughter so when Thomas was away, your nanny was the one who took Kaylee to and from school.

The blonde lady, Jackson’s mom, nodded and the other three smiled at Thomas.

“I guess it must be hard, we couldn’t blame you for needing help” One of the other ladies said, a tinge of judgement in her voice. That was one thing Thomas hated about where you lived, everyone was insanely conceited.

“Uh… okay yeah” Thomas coughed awkwardly, “I should get going”

“If you ever need some help with Kayla, feel free to ask, I’d love to help you out” Jackson’s mom grins and was that a wink?

“Oh- thank you that’s very nice of you” Thomas smiled, maybe she wasn’t that weird.

“And maybe we could get a drink sometime” Okay- nope! Definitely weird! The internal alarms are going off in Thomas’ head as a hand comes in contact with his arm.

“Thom?” A wave of relief washes over him when he feels you walk up behind him.

“Hey” He says quietly as he lets out a breath. His arm snakes around your waist and you can feel the four ladies looking at you.

“Hi! I’m Y/n, Thomas’ wife” You grin at the girls.

“Oh-”

“Wife?”

“We really should be going” The ladies scurry away and Thomas turns to you with wide eyes.

“Thank you”

“Mhm c’mon baby, let’s go home”

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

She can't keep getting away with this!

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[go-see-a-starwar]

Hayden Christensen Fave Photos Pt 8/? ♡Birthday Edition♡

[highwaytcheaven]

Happy Father’s Day to the biggest dilf💕

[windy-apple]

[geminijade]

It's Been Three Years Since Chris Evans Blessed Us with Andy Barber 🔥🥵

[hopeinthebox]

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[usergrantaire]

HAPPY 39th BIRTHDAY, AARON TVEIT! ★ 21 OCTOBER 1983

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[multifandomsimagine]

Imagine helping your daughter make breakfast to surprise the Wolf for Father's Day

"Do you want me to help you, mija?" You ask your daughter, wincing slightly as you watch the cup of coffee on the tray shake precariously as she makes her way up the stairs. Though she tries to carefully move up the stairs, everything on the tray seems to be on the verge of spilling and it makes you worried. There would be no time to do a do-over breakfast before the Wolf wakes up.

She shakes her head. "I want to carry it up to Papa!"

With a silent sigh, you follow close behind her. Your hand hovering behind her back to catch her in case she slips. But miraculously she gets makes it up without spilling anything. She walks up to your bedroom door and looks at you impatiently. "Mama, hurry!"

You open the bedroom door for her and watch with a smile as she walks inside. She spots the Wolf and instantly grins, forgetting the surprise the two of you had come up with as all she can think about was her father. Setting the tray on the floor, your daughter rushes to the bed and climbs on top of it. She jumps onto her father – which makes him let out an oomph – wrapping her arms around his neck as she gives him a big kiss on his cheek. "Apá! Happy Father's Day!"

With a shake of your head, you bent down and picked up the breakfast tray before making your way to the duo. Setting it down on the nightside beside your husband, you sat next to him as you watched him pull her to his chest and begin peppering kisses all over your daughter's face.

"Apa!" She giggled, trying to get away from him, "It tickles!" But he only tightens his grip and he continues amidst her laughter. She pointed to the tray. "Look at what we made!"

Stopping his attack, he sits up, his back resting on the bed's headrest as looks at the tray she had brought in. "Chilaquiles. My favorite!" He grabbed the plate and set it on his legs. "Gracias mi nena." He gives her another kiss on the cheek.

"Mama made it! But I cracked the eggs!" She puffed her chest out, proud of her part in the breakfast.

He ruffles her hair. "The hardest part of making chilaquiles."

Reaching out for you, the Wolf cups your cheek with his hand and pulls you into a kiss. He's careful to not spill the plate onto the bed as he tries to convey everything he's feeling at the moment. Thank you for doing this. Thank you for making marrying me. Thank you for this family.

[dickytwister]

before you stand two fucked up guys

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[netherfeildren]

just so u guys know birdie gave joel the sloppiest father’s day blowjob in the history of all man kind when they woke up this morning :-) they fuck in the laundry room quick and quiet after they feed all the girls breakfast :-) :-) :-) he asks her if his father’s day gift can be one more baby please please little bird just one more on my special daddy’s day :))))))()))))))))

[huggybug]

Hey, maybe poppy watching Trevor get into a fight and she’s scared of Trevor after because she seen how mad he got, but he sits her down and explains what happened and he would never do that off the ice! Thanks 🤍

happy dilf day!

“Bad Daddy!” Poppy yells as Trevor is taken to the penalty box by a ref. A couple of the other wags around you laugh as you hold Poppy down in her seat. Your attempts to get her younger brother to sleep in your arms failed when Poppy started to yell along with the rest of the Honda Centre as Trevor engaged in a fight.

You looked up to the screen to watch the replay while trying to calm Lucas down and also keep Poppy from running around. Having two kids at games was definitely much more difficult.

“Why’d he do that? Is he gettin’ a time out?” Poppy asked when they show Trevor in the box.

“Yeah but it’s okay babe, he’s okay” You hated when Trevor fought, it thankfully didn’t happen too often but it had never happened when Poppy was watching.

“Daddy’s mean” She mumbled, falling back into her seat and crossing her arms over her chest. You sigh, reaching for the popcorn to distract her, knowing it’d be better for Trevor to explain anyways.

…

The game ended with a 5-3 loss for Anaheim and Trevor was stuck in media for a bit so once he was ready to go home, both kids were passed out. He came out quietly as if he knew you wouldn’t be too pleased about his fight but you didn’t say anything. It wasn’t like it was a bad fight, there was a good reason behind it and you wouldn’t chastise him for it… Poppy on the other hand was a whole different story.

Trevor bent to pick her up off the couch you were waiting on in the players’ lounge which woke her up and she immediately squirmed out of his arms. “Hey, come on P, we’re just going home” Trevor tried to pick her up again but she whined.

“Here, take him and I’ll grab her” It was a bit of a struggle to pick her up but you managed while Trevor carried Lucas quietly, busy trying to figure out why his daughter won’t even look at him.

The car ride is quiet, Trevor’s pretty sure Poppy fell back to sleep and Lucas had been asleep ever since the third period. “She said you were mean” You say quietly which makes Trevor’s head snap towards you.

“Me?”

“Mhm, she told the girls that you had to be in a time out because you were being mean” You chuckled.

“And you didn’t tell her why?” Poppy loved watching hockey but the fighting aspect was something she hadn’t really watched since you typically distracted her with something if a fight broke out while you were watching a game on tv.

“I mean… I thought it’d be better coming from you?”

…

“Can I talk to you P?” Trevor left you to take care of Poppy once you got home, deciding maybe giving her some time would make the talk easier.

“No” He almost laughed at her reply but moved into her room anyways, sitting on the edge of her bed.

“I know it was scary tonight when I was fighting right?” He started, watching Poppy carefully as he gauged her reaction. She nodded hesitantly, “Sometimes I have to be like that when I’m playing because… well it’s a little complicated but we all wear the padding so it doesn’t really hurt”

“But his helmet came off” Poppy said and… yeah she’s got a point.

“Sometimes fighting is just a part of hockey but it’s only for hockey. We don’t fight off the ice, it’s only during the game” Trevor tried to explain, hoping that it got through.

“Why?”

“Sometimes it’s to protect our team or sometimes it helps us win” Trevor explained gently.

“But you didn’t win tonight”

“Yeah, thanks P” Trevor chuckled, “Do you understand though?“

“You won’t hit anybody? Except for in a game but only if you win” Poppy asked cautiously.

“Never, P, I promise”

“Okay good. Night Daddy” She smiles softly, flopping down into her bed, utterly exhilarating from the long night.

Trevor tucked her in before leaving, heading back into your bedroom where you were waiting. “How was it?”

“We’re good, I think she understands but I had to promise her I wouldn’t hit anyone”

“Maybe no more fights when the kids are there?” You suggest and he grins lazily.

“We’ll see”

[profanepurity]

Can you call Beelzebub Bob? In all their years of existance, someone must have called him Bob.

Mammon is the only one that has attempted and survived calling Beelzebub, Bob, lol. He doesn't mind Beel, though!

I also want to point out something cute. If you look really carefully at their eyes, you'll see that Beelzebub isn't looking at Mammon, but past him. Mammon is completely blind out of his gold eye. So you would think he'd stand with Beel on his blindside when they're out together because he trusts him, but I'll do you one even better.

Mammon feels confident enough to stand with his blindside facing away from Beel because he trusts his brother to watch his blindside for him. That is exactly what Beel is doing despite their bickering.

[marshmallord]

chan: some people have asked me how i lead the bodyguards so well. the truth is, i have no control over them whatsoever.

chan: pete called me into his room earlier, and porsche was hiding behind the door and shot me in the throat with a nerf gun

[chellestrash]

HAPPY FATHER’S DAY TO FATHER JOHN(PAUL) MY BELOVED

[imyourrjoy]

Happy Father's dad to my fav dilfs