#my daughter <3333

[upperranktwo]

☆Happy Birthday Tsuyuri Kanao☆

19th May

[meepnesscombat]

just watched the new petshop video,, she looks so cute with her hair down 

[anth4rax]

She <3

[fbfh]

busy busy busy (but never too busy for you) - dad!tony + stark!reader

wc: 1.5k

pairing: dad!tony + (gn) stark!reader

genre: minor hurt/mostly comfort

warnings: needing to spend time with your parent, crying, emotional comfort, if you have daddy issues this one's gonna hurt lol

summary: after traveling with your dad on business, you find yourself missing spending time with him. Tony can't have that, of course.

song rec: walking the wire - imagine dragons

a/n: first fic finished post top surgery!!!!!!! the next few weeks posts will probs be shorter until I finish chapter 1 of the next multichapter fic lol. Also if I didn't say it recently I love you guys, thank you so much for all your love and support <333 PS if you need more personalized dad!tony.... character.ai works well for that lmao

tags @afidiofobia @lizziebitch33 @hopefullhearts @thatawkwardlittlefangirl  @dustyinkpages  @inthehoneymoonwithconnorrk800 @liberty-barnes @followingthefanfiction @youkissedareaderinthedark @girlfriendwhoseawitch @mrscarolscaramoucheplease

You climb into the car, settling into the plush leather seat as Happy closes the door next to you. You set down your bag and try to get your seatbelt buckled while your dad sits next to you, wrapping up a phone call. 

“No, no. I don’t care. I said-” He stops, listening to someone on the other end for a moment. He’s clearly annoyed. He’s had to deal with people simultaneously trying to kiss his ass and tell him what to do all week, and you can tell he’s getting tired of it. 

“Throw as many conferences as you want, they’ll all be Stark-less. Throw a whole party, while you’re at it- you know what? No, don’t do that. I might actually show up to that.” He mutters the last part, something that would normally make you laugh. He glances over at you, but you’re still fussing with your seatbelt. 

“Alright, how about this. I’ll refer you to Stark Industries CEO, Pepper Potts.” The person on the other end is already objecting, but your dad couldn’t care less at this point. He’s said what he needed to say, and this idiot doesn’t want to listen. He continues to wrap up this disastrous phone call as the car pulls into the street, and starts driving you to the airport. 

“She’ll help you get this sorted out.” 

He hangs up without saying goodbye, then looks over at you. As soon as he does, he knows something’s wrong. You’re not yourself. You’re staring at the bottom of the seat in front of you instead of out the window, or going on your phone. Usually you can’t wait for him to finish business calls, sometimes texting him in the middle of them - texts he’s always happy to receive. You’ve rescued him from pointless conference calls with those texts more times than he can count. You always have something to tell him or update him on, whether that be the latest social media drama, friend group drama, the show you’re watching on Netflix, or even Avengers memes you find online. You always have something delightful you’re excited to share with him without even having to try, and it lights up his day each time. Except now, with you staring into space. 

He hands you the coffee he got you, taking his out of the cardboard holder that had been resting on his lap until now. You look over briefly, accepting the drink. 

“Thanks,” you say lightly, but there’s something in your tone that tips him off. 

“You okay, kid?”

You pause sipping your drink, wondering how he figured you out so fast. He’s your dad, you suppose. That’s kind of his job. You thought you’d been doing an okay job at masking the hollow sadness that’s been eroding you from the inside out all weekend. It doesn’t happen too often, and you tried everything you could to distract yourself until it stopped working. Until now. 

“Is it school? Boys? Girls?” He asks when you don’t answer right away. There’s a note of humor to his voice, but there’s also a sincerity, and you know that even if it was school or boys or girls that he would help you through it. “C’mon, you gotta keep your old man up to date on all the tea. The hot goss.”  

You let out a weepy chuckle, tracing the lid of your drink. He’s always the first to know when your Starbucks order changes, and he always knows exactly the perfect drink to get you without even having to ask. It’s a little thing, but it makes you feel even worse. You’ve spent the whole weekend trying to ignore how much you’ve been missing your dad, missing spending one on one time with him that’s not in between meetings or over a late dinner. He works so hard, and he has so much on his plate, but he always makes time for you. 

That’s why he started taking you along on business trips like this, because you both hated being away from each other. Usually it’s fine, usually you’re off exploring whatever city you’re in, going shopping, or generally finding somewhat entertaining ways to pass the time that you can tell him about next time you catch up. It’s usually really fun, too. It’s just when it gets busy like this, you think, when he has all these meetings and you have all your stuff that you’re juggling that you start to get like this. 

“No, no,” you say softly, rubbing the bottom of your eyes when they start to get misty. “Nothing like that…” 

Tony listens intently in the silence that follows, waiting to see if you have more to share with him. The smell of his cologne is paternal and comforting, a familiar reassurance that floats around him and feels like a hug.

“I just miss you, I guess…” you start, speaking your mind before you can even think. Your dad has that effect on you, it’s so easy to share how you feel and what you’re excited for or worried about that it feels automatic sometimes, like it’s impossible not to. Tony feels his heart break as he realizes what a toll all the recent traveling has taken on you, both of you. He pulls you in for a tight hug. You feel the tears you’ve been fighting start to spill, Tony rubs your back reassuringly and it finally feels safe enough to. 

He tries not to dwell on the fact that you got to feel like this in the first place, tries not to let that voice tell him he should have noticed how you felt sooner, that he’s a terrible dad, because he knows inside that he’s not. He’s not his father, and he sure as hell won’t make those mistakes. He could let himself worry about how he’s doing with you, let it keep him up at night - hell, it still does some nights, even when he doesn’t want it to. It’s been that way with you since he became your dad. Instead of worrying about that, he does what he does best. He takes action. 

“You are such a sweet kid.” He states, pressing a kiss on your forehead when you pull away. He brushes away the tears spilling down your cheeks. “Unfortunately, sometimes being a genius-billionaire-superhero-superdad requires some meetings and boring stuff. But don’t think I forgot about the most important part of that.” 

The dad part. He doesn’t even have to say it, you both know that’s where he’s going with this. You nod along, sighing as your breathing starts to slow back down. 

“But you’re right. It has gotten to be too much lately.” 

He reaches into the small mini fridge sitting between the driver’s and passenger seats, crisply cold and stocked with both your favorite drinks. He grabs a water bottle, opening it and handing it to you. 

“How about this? We’ll spend the whole plane ride back watching movies together - or that show you were telling me about, the one with- god, what’s his name…” He tries to remember the name of that actor you’ve been talking about the last few days, and you chuckle, supplying the answer. He snaps his fingers in recognition, repeating it back to you.

“Yes. That’s the one. We’ll watch all those movies, and you brainstorm what we’re going to do this weekend. Dream big, kid. I’ll have Pepper help you organize the whole thing.” 

Your eyes widen in excitement, and you hug him tightly again. 

“Thanks, dad.” You smile. You really are both long overdue for some quality time together, and Tony knows if he has to attend one more meeting, he’s going to lose his mind. The cave he built his first arc reactor in was more interesting than some of the people he’s spoken to recently. 

“I love you, kid.” 

He looks at you fondly for a moment, basking in pride at what a wonderful, amazing person you’ve become. It’s not time for him to get all sappy on you with the dad stuff, not quite yet, so before he can, he grabs a fluffy throw blanket and spreads it across you. 

“Now, we’ve got a big weekend ahead of us, so get some shut eye. I’ll wake you when we get to the airport.” 

Right before you start to doze off, you hear him on the phone with Pepper, filling her in on the plan. 

“Alright, so they’ve got about 25 more minutes of Stark business time, then I’m off the grid till monday.” Pepper says something about how they’re not going to like that, and Tony laughs, glancing over at you sleeping peacefully. “They don’t have to.” 

[fuutas-boyfriend]

eagerly awaiting purge march ^_^ (<- knows for a fact it’s going to break me)

[kyorru]

nobara 😭😭😭😭😭

[yeastinfectionvale]

i love dropping lore <3

[ladyamericanasstuff]

POV: me aesthetic

[lilpuffyart]

MV human characters who were badly used but had such an interesting idea around them, I love you (looks at the KOTM and GvsK crew)

[boag]

I wanna fall in love w someone and sleep next to them every night but instead I’m a lonely girlblogger . Such is life or soemthing

[upperranktwo]

☆Happy Birthday Kamado Nezuko☆

28th December

[fantastic-mr-corvid]

one thing i didnt do on purpose but love in hindsight, is that as a very young kid, Celia has straighter hair/straightened it, and it got very curly with her iconic front curls coming after she cut her hair* and started dressing/acting more masculine. Not to mention her mother and Cecio have the same body type, so Paula is only an inch shorter and slightly less wide/ripped than her daughter after he fully grew. Muro actually grew to look more like his mother after becoming more masculine<33 Its far from a rejection of his mother and equating his mother with femininity, in fact as he tries to become stronger he emulates her even more, acting like she did as he tries to act more 'like a man' Idk there's just something special about that to me. He looks most like his mother when hes making himself into a man. not in a hes bad a passing but by being himself hes closer to her. there's something there... and no just their shared anger issues.

*she cut her hair in grief bc looking in the mirror freaked her out bc she looked like her mother with long hair, but i count that as different than cutting it out of rejecting her mother and femininity, she kept it to be more masculine

[chengxiansbaby]

Hiii my darlings<33 what do we think of the fit and make-up???<333

[dramatic-dolphin]

my mom just shared a video of my darling beloved lynx rita from budakeszi vadaspark with the caption "our adopted daughter :)" glad to know i'm not the only one normal about animals in here

[tazzomi]

She’s back from hell but she’s a angel to me Juanaflippa deserves better also I know its kinda late but shush I struggled

[wolfstardaughter-jj]

JJ'S 1 YEAR ON TUMBLR!!!!

Forewarning: this is gonna be a long post;D

I honestly can't believe that it's been a year since I started this blog. Feels like it's been only a few months since I first posted this:

Literally calling this post "the one that started it all"

I'm honestly so shocked at how much this community has literally jammed itself into my life and I'm actually not even upset about it. I'm actually quite happy that it happened<3

I mean if you told 2019 me that she would be starting a Tumblr account and would be posting marauder and wolfstar content, she would be extremely confused because she wasn't even aware of the marauder's fandom because she was new to the whole hp fandom itself 💀

I'm honestly so happy to be having 1k+ of you guys just following me on here just to see whatever crazy shit pops up when it comes to the marauders or the lupin-black family. I can't believe I actually forgot to tell you guys about me reaching 1k😅

I should be thanking a specific group of people though. They deeply remind me of the marauders themselves and I feel like I should give them credit since they inspire literally 80% of my posts😅

@0rn1th0ph0b1a @kaaryu @imahsunshine @isabelle-01101 and my other friends who I still haven't convinced to come on Tumblr yet🙄

Thank you, you my little shits for being one of my greatest inspirations as well as the cause of my procrastination and loss of braincells<333 I can't tell if I should ask you guys to keep being your unhinged selves as it is a great source of content or ask you guys to dial it down a bit to give me a break but either way, I love you guys<333

Thanks to my fellow moots and many others because my memory is super bad rn<333

@robynlilyblack @natti-ice @ghostofscarley @persephone13 @my-my-only-angel @ell0ra-br3kk3r @dreaandreams @x-trinitx-x @mad-elia @wolfstar-jegulus-shipper @robbieslilblog