#shit dad

[graffiticanada]

Shit Dad

[raven-does-artstuff-894]

I drew this shit while not really doing good mentally and . . .

I actually like it

[venting-town]

My ( bio ) dad told me yesterday that my older sisters boyfriend has been being mean to her + beating her but didn’t sound NEARLY as pissed ( nor even protective/caring ) as when as I as a kid told him that the step-father whacked me in the back of the head as a kid for simply sticking my tongue out when I was drinking something with a straw

I GUARANTEE that if I had a boyfriend that my dad would be ready to mangle him, since he “ feels closer to me “

FUCK him

And he had the audacity to tell me ( when I asked him about how she was doing since I don’t have her phone number ) that it “ hurt his feelings “ when she wouldn’t return his calls

I had to refrain from telling him off about how, when she was younger, she’d try calling him a lot WONDERING where her father was ( since he neglected her for SEVERAL SEVERAL YEARS! ), but he’d get pissed off at her/blow her off

Fuck you. He’s such a whiny bitch and he has NO right to complain to her about me when HE wasn’t there for her for pretty much her entire life

[excavatinglizard]

Shoutout to my dad for being the funniest person I know

[traumadmp19990607]

it’s funny to me that the man that threw a tv at my mom, dragged my mom through an entire apartment and threw her out like she was trash, and much more told me I’m sick to the head, crazy, abusive and manipulative… much to think about

[diabloku]

An angel on one shoulder 😇

A devil on the other 😈

(sikes, they're both devils and they're talking shit)

[writhingleviathan]

So true

[melxhunter]

I feel like there are a lot of people out there who needs to hear this:

If you dropped out of school because of diagnosed (or undiagnosed) ADHD, Autism, ADD, OCD, Dyslexia, Anxiety, Depression, Bipolar disorder, psychotic disorders, schizophrenia etc… You did not fail. The education system failed you.

[lazylittledragon]

steddie dads??? in my 2024??? it's more likely than you'd think

[phemiec]

Me: shit who smoked all the weed?

my therapist, hannabis lector: whoa dude idk that’s crazy

[starii-void]

going to chb must be crazy like imagine sharing a camp with

-one of the strongest demigods ever who's saved the world like at least 3 times, fought multiple gods & titans and WON (and is a tartarus survivor)

-the literal main architect of OLYMPUS who's also saved the world multiple times (also tartarus survivor)

-THE lord of the wild who's also close friends with the first two (and has helped save the world multiple times)

-an emo kid from the 1930s who again helped save the world and is also a tartarus survivor (TWICE)

-a son of apollo who survived tartarus with nothing but cargo shorts and sheer will (pun intended)

-the main designer and builder for the argo II, also the first hephaestus kid to have fire powers since hundreds of years ago (did i mention killed gaea? no? yeah he did that too)

-a girl who somehow charmspeak-ed gaea into falling back asleep (also side note daughter of super famous actor because why not)

-pretty much everybody is a two-time war veteran

-THE GOD APOLLO who just sometimes comes down to visit in the form of a teenage boy

-did i mention dionysus, god of wine madness and theatre

-also chiron, trainer of pretty much every greek hero ever

[dirtgrubber]

unhinged short king vs eldritch terror with dorky accent

pose ref @mellon_soup

[beybuniki]

they should go on a fishing trip pt.1

[vestsfriends]

Y’know since like 2019 the Hazbin Hotel fandom has questioned how tf Charlie ended up being such a good person and a kind soul even though her parents are the rulers of Hell-

Welp it’s bc she is exactly like her dad- a funky lil’ goofball

[iwillwringyourneck]

[willowser]

your little angel of a son inherits katsuki's bad temper, and it manifests in his terrible fours.

there's an awful little shriek that echoes throughout the house and katsuki is on his feet and halfway to the living room before his eyes are even open—but the only danger awaiting him there is a pouty little brat.

his son is sitting amidst a swarm of toys that have been strewn about haphazardly, and his arms are crossed and big fat tears are in his eyes and he looks mad as all hell. you do, too, sitting across from him with a deep frown, holding the ripped page of a book from his little shelf.

"no sir," you warn, "we do not treat our things this way."

you incite a meltdown.

katsuki feels his own temper flaring—half from shock and awe at his little mini-me and also from the exhaustion wearing him thin—when your son kicks his legs out in a burst of rage, letting out another little shriek of anger. your cheeks puff up, wearing the same furious expression, and at the hiss of his name, the little brat jumps to his feet and snatches a toy truck nearby and launches it across the room.

"oi!"

your son's attention snaps to katsuki, startled, losing a hint of anger as he pouts at the floor.

"what'd she just tell you?" and when he gets no response, katsuki prods with a, "hah? answer me."

but the little boy only stamps his little feet and grunts out a furious, wordless sound that has katsuki's lip curling. you let out a heavy sigh, shaking your head at him before frowning down at the torn page in your hands, and then katsuki is planting a hand on the back of his son's head and steering him towards the front door.

"time to take a walk."

the boy goes, even though his arms are crossed and his eyes are downcast. he only resists once, as katsuki tries to shove his little feet into his shoes.

"i don't wanna." he mumbles, face scrunched and wet before promptly looking away.

"i didn't ask."

"hmm!"

katsuki has to resist the urge to pinch his own son.

they get out the door eventually, and the little boy stomps along for the most part, no longer needing a guiding hand on the back of his head once they get around the block a time or two. neither of them say anything.

fatherhood has taught katsuki a lot of things, which was expected, but the one thing that's surprised him is—he's learned all the things he doesn't want his son to be.

the first of them being angry. not the way katsuki was, mean and selfish, throughout his childhood; hateful and careless, in his teens; shut off and simmering, even now.

he waits until the tension has melted off his little shoulders, until his little face has dried and evened out. his arms swing at his sides, occasionally coming up to wipe his snot with the back of his hand, and he eyes the few wildflowers they pass with a little hum and a small smile.

katsuki tugs once on his ear, frowning down at the little brat when he peeks up at him. "that how you're supposed to treat your mama?"

he doesn't answer at first, leaning his head all the way back and clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth, until katsuki stops walking. "no, sir."

"how you s'posed to treat her?"

"with love."

"how you s'posed to treat your toys?"

"with care."

"uh-huh," katsuki squishes his son's cheeks in his hand, shaking his head lightly from side to side until he starts giggling. "that how you acted today?"

"no, sir."

"that how y'r gonna act again?"

"no, sir."

"okay," katsuki murmurs, nodding once before letting him free. the little boy bounces on his feet and sucks on his lip, grinning when his tummy is pinched. "now pick those for your mama."

and he does, carefully plucking a small handful of flowers from the grass as they make their way back home, and just before he runs up the steps to the house, katsuki's little angel of a son hands him the biggest one.