#my beloved dad

[thursdayschild76]

Daddy, will you put the record with the duck song?

One day I put it on a Hendrix record and my son asked me: «Dad, who is he?» I answered: «My son, this is God» (Robert Plant)

That’s pretty much how it was between us, isn’t it, Daddy? "Do you see this gentleman? He can do magic! He can play the duck verse on the guitar! Now I'll make you listen..."

Happy Birthday, Jimi! ♐🎸♋ Seattle, Washington, US. November 27th, 1942

"The morning is dead And the day is, too There's nothing left here to meet me But the velvet moon All my loneliness I have felt today It's like a little more than enough To make a man throw himself away And I continue To burn the midnight lamp

Alone Now the smiling portrait of youIs still hangin' on my frowning wall But It really doesn't, really doesn't bother me Too much at all It's just the ever falling dust That makes it so hard for me to see That forgotten earring layin' on the floor Facing coldly towards the door

And I continue

To burn the midnight lamp

Lord, alone Burn Lonely, Lonely, Lonely Loneliness is such a drag So here I sit and pace That same old fireplace Gives rise to the same old explosion Goin' through my mind And soon enough time me tell, About the circus and the wishing well And someone who will buy and sell for me Someone who will toll my bell And I continue To burn the same old lamp Lone Yeah Lightnin', can ya hear me callin' you? So lonely Gonna blow my mind Yeah, yeah Lonely lonely My my"

The smoky look of the "mysterious wizard" on the cover of the album, spoke to me through the vortex of the record that was spinning and sounds, voices and music were coming out to it. This was already magic for me. Together with my father and Jimi Hendrix, I walked for the first time through the door to the wonderful dark side of music.

Thanks for this too, Daddy! Miss you so much!

[chloesimaginationthings]

"Oswald's mom has got it going on" - FNAF Pit bonnie

[jeananasartblog]

"If you could switch places with them, would you do it ?" "In a heartbeat" Redraw of this

[phantomskeep]

DC x DP prompt but it's just Danny acting like an ectoplasmic Venom with [insert DC character here]

Danny, after spotting a powerful hero having trouble: Oh no! I should help!

Jason "I've-Had-Too-Much-Of-This-Shit-Already" Todd: what the fuck why am I glowing

Danny, covering this helmeted fruit loop who was trying to fight tEN PEOPLE AT ONCE ARE YOU INSANE-: hi :D We're friends now :D

Jason: internal screaming

[sincerelystesichorus]

hazbin meme dump for ur pleasure <3

i actually watched hazbin before helluva,, but you probably wouldn't know it with how helluva managed to rot my mind.

[slushy-sash]

do NOT talk to him or his daughter ever again

[livwritesstuff]

“Steve,” Eddie mutters, “Stop it, you’re staring.”

Steve is staring, eyes fixed on a family sitting in a cluster of seats two rows ahead of them on the commuter rail — a mom and dad with three kids, the oldest no older than ten, the youngest four or five. They’re not too much older than Steve and Eddie’s own kids (who are seven, five, and two), and by the looks of the princess dresses and mouse ears and branded souvenir bags they’re also on their way home from the afternoon Disney on Ice show at the TD Garden.

“That mom,” Steve says, addressing Eddie even though his gaze doesn’t shift away from the unsuspecting targets of his relentless judginess, “is upset because her kids are whining and misbehaving, but they asked for food and she said no, and they said they were bored and she ignored them.”

In Steve’s defense (not that Eddie would actually say any of this to him; he doesn’t need the egging on), his assessment isn’t exactly incorrect. All three of those kids are either colossally melting down or just on the verge of doing so, and both of their parents are mostly ignoring them.

“God, and they’re gonna grow up learning they can’t rely on their parents for help,” Steve continues, “I just...I just don’t get why we had to go through all those evals and interviews and home visits and shit before we were deemed suitable parents when any idiot straight couple can just have a kid with no regulation whatsoever.”

“Steve,” Eddie says through gritted teeth as he glances at their own daughters to make sure they aren’t eavesdropping (they’re not – Moe and Robbie are sitting by the window and playing with the toys they’d gotten to pick out during intermission, and Hazel is halfway to asleep in Steve’s lap), “My love — little pitchers.”

Steve only shrugs, but he does drop the subject for the rest of the train ride.

The universe must hate Eddie (or love Steve) because that family gets off at the same station as them. Hazel is completely sacked out by then, and Steve had taken her while Eddie manned the older two and they’re busy running ahead of him to the car so there’s literally nothing he can do when Steve detours away from them to follow a few yards behind the other family.

When he finally makes his way back over to them, it’s with a gleeful grin on his face.

“I knew it.” Steve says with a gleeful grin, “I knew they had to be shitty parents.”

Eddie eyebrows flew up, because – seriously, the fucking audacity on this guy.

“You know what I always say – you can either be a good parent or have a clean car, and that car was fucking spotless.”

“Steve Harrington.”

[doctorsiren]

What if when Miles threw the gun, the shot killed MVK instead of just hitting his shoulder and so Gregory adopted Franziska rather than MVK adopting Miles

[egophiliac]

oh, uh, this...this isn't Silver's backstory after all.

[hanafubukki]

Summary: Malleus, Silver, and Sebek meet the baby.

[Can be seen as a continuation to this fic]

“Malleus, why are you holding the baby that way? You held baby Silver before just hold them the way you used to hold Silver.”

Malleus’ form gradually softened, “Babies are fragile. It’s…been a while since I held Silver in such a form.”

You nodded and rubbed his shoulder, “Yes, and look how strong he’s become.”

The one in question leaned forward and poked at the little one’s hand, smiling fondly when tiny fingers wrapped around his.

“You boys were adorable as babies. I can picture it. Cute baby Sebek and Silver and plushie Malleus.”

“Plushie-”

You smirked as Sebek smothered himself from being too loud.

“Come Sebek, you’re too quiet. Come hold the baby. Nothing is better than baby cuddles.”

You dragged Sebek over who stuttered before freezing as Malleus lays the babe in his arms.

You all watched as Sebek practically melted when your baby opened their eyes and smiled at him before sleeping again.

“Please tell me you got that on camera, Lilia.”

“Every second of it.”

As you watch your family, you know the future is brighter than ever…

“Hey Sebek, were you born a baby or a were you a hatchling?”

“WH-”

Silver smothered Sebek’s voice before he could wake the little one.

The smiles and laughter lasted for a long while.

You could even say it lasted for eternity.

I felt kind of bad leaving the boys out before and didn’t know how to add them in, so they get their own part 💞💞💚💚🫶🫶

[bunnieswithknives]

Dev this is serious stop beatboxing.

[risetherivermoon]

Soap asks Price for his blessing before proposing to Ghost, and Price is just like: "What? I'm not his dad."

Soaps like: "Youre not?"

and when Soap retells the story to Ghost at the actual reception Ghost furrows his brow and goes: "Wait he isnt?"

[sarosthewizarddude]

Crowley is such a dad he adopts every kid he finds

Oh you're the antichrist? Adopted.

Oh we had the wrong one? You're the right one? I'm adopting you too then. Yeah, I tried to kill you five minutes ago but you know how it is. Big misunderstanding.

You made a pot? Lovely. Adopted.

You're digging up bodies? Doing Wicked? Wonderful. Adopted. I will risk my existence to keep you alive.

Oh, so you're technically an immortal angel, but you act like a kid? Close enough, adopted.

[everwalldigan]

Under the red hood alternative story where Jason doesn’t go the drug lord “choose me or him” route and instead hatches a plan to make Bruce love him ‘again’ and get attached to him and then he lets himself get killed again cause CLEARLY Bruce didn’t mourn him enough the first time. It totally makes sense.

Jason, while hugging Bruce after the DNA test came back positive, grinning evilly behind his back: hahahahaha yeah this’ll fucking show him!

Except. He miscalculated. Severely. Suddenly the thought of dying is a terrifying one because his life has never been this peaceful. Bruce helped him finish his school education and convinced him to enrol into university, even helped him take over crime alley’s underground in the meantime.

Jason, while spending time with Bruce, not fighting and just existing peacefully in each other’s company, realising that he doesn’t really fancy dying anymore and his plan is effectively Ruined: fuck.

[martyfive]

dads

[taddymason]

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