Apr 6
been having thoughts about nille that i cant show right now but . here's one of them LMAO
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been having thoughts about nille that i cant show right now but . here's one of them LMAO
Happy Father’s Day
pairing: baby daddy!ot5 x female reader
warnings: fluff, suggestive language
MEGAN spent the late night hours gaming until 3 am, awaking at noon by your sweet kisses. She smiled in her sleep, reaching up to caress your face even with her eyes closed.
“Mei has something for you downstairs.” You whispered in her ear, grabbing her forearm firmly and dragging her out of bed. Megan yawned, pulling her sweatpants up and following you blindly to the kitchen.
There stood your four year old daughter, Mei, with a plate of chocolate chip pancakes, strawberries messily scattered over them but it didn’t matter, Megan was in awe.
“Happy Father’s Day!” Mei cheered with a toothless grin, shoving the plate towards Megan.
You rubbed her back, smiling widely.
“Thank you, baby.” Megan picks her up, swirling her around in her arms. “That’s very sweet of you. Wanna share them?”
“Yes!” She hurries to grab two forks as you gently push Megan in her chair.
“Today is your day.” You kissed her cheek. “Don’t worry about a thing.”
“How can I when I make the two most perfect girls by my side?” Megan grinned widely, kissing you before helping to cut the pancakes and sharing them with Mei.
MANON came home late from practice that day, she had slipped out early morning while her girls still slept in. She didn’t expect to walk in and find her favorite cake sitting on the table.
Your daughter jumped from behind the counter, sprung as ever and filled with excitement. “Daddy!” Zora ran into Manon’s arms, who lifted her with ease.
“Is that for me?” She questioned with a tired grin, yet her eyes shone with sparkles.
You chuckled from the kitchen. “Yup. She spent all day making that for you.”
“And it’s chocolate? Wow! You’re the best, princess.” She tickles Zora, hearing her affectionate giggles fill the room. Manon was guided to sit in the chair in front of her cake.
You cut a perfect slice for her, pushing the plate towards Manon with a glass of milk. You did the same for Zora and yourself, then set the cake on the counter.
As you passed to your seat, you bent over and whispered in Manon’s ear, “Got a surprise for you later tonight, daddy.”
Her eyes widened, then a slow smirk settled on her lips as she cleared her throat, returning to normalcy and you leaned your chin on the palm your hand, soaking up this moment.
LARA was always known to despise kids. Then she fell in love with you, and the idea of breeding you, and the image of you pregnant with her baby, and somehow one months late, out came a miniature boy version of her.
Luca was only two, but he thrived more than other kids his age. Lara’s days went from hooking up with chicks at random bars to having the perfect girlfriend and raising a son together with you. It was surely a surprise turn of events, considering she didn’t like babies or kids, but when it was a copy-paste duplicate of her and you, she couldn’t resist.
“Daddy.” Luca called out from the floor, a green crayon hanging out of his mouth.
“Yeah, bud?” Lara uncrossed her legs and leaned forward on her knees.
“For yous.” He shoves the crinkled paper in her hands and waddles to hug her leg. Lara unfolds it, taking in the drawing—two stick figures, she assumes of her and Luca, standing side by side holding hands with clumsy-looking hearts drawn around the rest of the page.
She tried not to cry, she really did. And Luca didn’t notice. But you had eyes of a hawk.
Immediately, you go, “Awww,” with your bands covering your heart.
Lara rolls her eyes and folds the paper back up, stuffing it into her pocket. Then quietly, to Luca only, “Thanks, bubba, I love it.”
SOPHIA didn’t know she got to be so lucky.
Here you were dancing around the kitchen in matching aprons with your daughter, Sofie, making Sophia’s favorite meal. She knew it was that because she could smell from the doorway when she entered.
“My loves?” She called out, footsteps echoing as she set her keys down.
Then two little legs came running out of the kitchen and crashed into Sophia. She chuckled, lifting Sofie up. “Hi, darling. How was your day?”
“Amazing! Mommy and I make bwownies fo you, and pastas!”
“Is that so?” Her eyes softened.
“Mhm.” You hummed, wooden spook in hand. You walked towards your wife, who couldn’t look away from you, and kissed her softly on the lips. “It’s Father’s Day.”
“Daddy’s day!” Sofie cheered.
Sophia chuckled, setting her daughter down. “Well, thank you. My girls always know how to make me feel special.”
Sofie runs back to the kitchen while you take off Sophia’s jacket, kissing the back of her neck. “Go sit down, daddy. We’ll be done with dinner soon.” Your hips swayed as you returned to cooking and Sophia swore she felt her heart leap out of her chest.
DANIELA woke up to tiny hands smooshing her cheeks together and a small weight on her chest. Lazily, she opened her eyes to see Rosie there, her tanned skin glowing in the sunlight from behind the blinds, little pj’s still thrown on.
“Happy Father’s Day, papí!” She exclaimed, throwing her arms around Daniela’s neck and hugging her so tightly, she felt she couldn’t breathe.
“Aye, cariño, muchas gracias. You’re so sweet, mija.”
You come walking in with her favorite coffee in a warm mug and two perfectly spread bagels on a plate. “Let’s let Papí eat first then you can show her everything you have planned for today.”
“Okay! It’s a lot, Papí!” Rosie cheered, giggling as she ran down the hall. Daniela sat up with a small grunt, looking at you with a smirk.
“Do I get a present from Mamí?”
You dragged a finger down her chest. “Only if you’re good.” Your teeth wrap around her ear lobe, biting gently. “Prepare for tonight, Papí.” You sat up, winking, and walking join your daughter.
“Sí, Mamí.” Daniela breathes out happily.
Kim rendering practice + old magma and procreate doodles. Last one is my interpretation of that one interaction you can get at the fishing village lmfao
corestrings is infinitely funnier when you think about the possibility of sans and gaster being related
like oh sans you’re gonna fuck kris’ mom? guess i gotta fuck your dad/grandfather/distant relative/deceased boss as payback 🤷♀️🤷♀️
i’ve never really liked the theory that gaster is sans’ dad but if i had any reason to believe it this would be it honestly
I got the mental image of Grian confronting Scar on your hotguy/mumbo comic and going "You need to fuck my husband you cant keep helping him bring the groceries and making heart eyes at him from the roofs of buildings. Its getting embarrassing." And I keep giggling about it because for some reason the idea is so funny to me
That's definitely how it went lol, although I think Scar is a little oblivious to the fact he is slowly inserting himself in their relationship (doesn't likely know to which extent Mumbo is a fan of his) and is just going with the flow.
( technically a prequel to this drawing )
whenever kim says some offhanded gay ass comment i think of this tweet so here you go
Wine makes him shameless
Luly (my OC) is usually very proper and composed. Noble-like even. It makes being direct and a lil crude SO much more effective when he's flirting with his crush.
Layla is a tragic girlfailure and only gets any action cus of her wives.