#gnight

[blgblue]

[anothercouriersix]

a really quick benny doodle because i love him...

[vqmpressa]

ಇ. xoxo, reyrey.

! fem reader implied but any tbh. papa nanami is haunting me. also i strongly headcannon nanami has 3 daughters. do expect me to write something about that soon and something short to prepare for the load of christmas blessings i am going to give you guys. this is so gonna flop bye

being a father was one of the last thing that was ever on nanami’s list.

being woken up in the crack of dawn by a whining, babbling toddler was indeed not for the restless salaryman. you could’ve sworn your husband would’ve turned to a nihilistic man at this point, but trust, he is resilient and would do anything for his two girls. and i mean anything.

it is seven in the morning when nanami feels chubby small fingers grab at his face. it is also two hours before he is supposed to wake up and get ready for work. he blinks slowly, his vision adjusting to the dim light. beside him, you sleeps peacefully.

so he looks down to see the culprit.

his daughter. whose hair was sticking up in odd angles that would make him smile under different circumstances. but right now, in the pre-dawn quiet, she looks small. frightened.

“papa. i scared.” she whispers, setting her head down on his chest.

“why are you scared, sweetheart? it’s almost morning,” he asks, large calloused fingers combing through his baby girl’s hair. morning glory has already seeped into your shared bedroom, a pale yet warm glow creeping inside the room.

"i had a scary dream," she whispers, and then her face creases. "there were monsters and—and you weren't there and mama wasn't there and—"

"shh, shh," nanami soothes, gathering her into his arms. she's so small still, all soft cheeks and tiny fingers that grip his sleep shirt like he might disappear. "it was just a dream. you're safe now. papa's here."

she buries her face in his shoulder, and he can feel the hot dampness of tears soaking through the fabric of his shirt. his heart clenches. he's faced curses that would make grown men lose their minds, has stared down death more times than he can count, but this—his daughter's tears, her fear—this unmakes him in ways nothing else can.

“shh, shh… it’s okay sweetheart, don’t cry…” he coos, smoothing her hair out. “papa’s here. don’t be scared.”

your eyes flutter open slowly, adjusting to the dim light. "mm? baby?" your voice is thick with sleep, concerned.

"she had a bad dream," nanami explains quietly. "she's okay now."

you doesn't hesitate. you shifts closer, wrapping your arm around your daughter from the other side, creating a cocoon of warmth. "oh, baby," you murmur, still half-asleep but fully present in the way that mothers always are. "’s okay, come sleep,”

your daughter climbed into the bed, sandwiched between you and nanami now, small and warm and safe, her stuffed rabbit tucked under her chin. nanami can feel the tension slowly leaving her body, the way her breathing starts to even out as the fear dissipates.

and goodness, nanami would not trade being a father, a husband, for anything.

[slumparade]

[puppyms]

the one video that was missing from the 2min memory wall...

[sabeedraws]

2.30am but here’s a 5 min sketch of rumira based on guess by Charli xcx & Billie Eilish-

Don't have to guess the color of your underwear

Already know what you've got goin' on down there

It's that lacy black pair with the little bows

The ones I picked out for you in Tokyo

I saw them when you sat down, they were peekin' out

I'm gonna tell you right now, they're all I'm thinkin' about

[ispyspookymansion]

relapsed on pillow and blankie . zero days clean from pillow and blankie.

[velvetbunny111]

“ talk to me as i am sleeping ”

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