#Squish that Papa

[osiris-iii-bc]

Copia,

Who comes into the bedroom with his pajama pants pulled up over his belly.

Copia,

Who lies down on the bed, exhaling the longest "eeehhhhhh" and once he's settled, sighs a tired "Here we go."

Copia,

Who lies supporting his shoulders on two pillows, pulls the blanket up to his chest, grabs a book or his phone, wears his reading glasses, and starts reading, lowering his head until he forms the cutest double chin.

#ghost band #papa emeritus iv #copia #He squishable #Squish that Papa #Retired Copia #He an old man #Let him be old #Eehhhh oppalà #Give me this please #OsirisBC-ramblings

[scopeiguess]

If this isnt the cutest thing you’ll see today

#asato 🥹🥹 #the way his words are squished together #to fernand alonso #my heart cant take it #stop #fernando alonso #f1 #formula 1 #aston martin #papa stroll

[heavnlyhetfield]

cuffing season is upon us… y’all know what that means

#big meaty soft squish warm man #need a big hug from him #and a kiss #ooooouuhhgggghh to run my fingers through his hair and rest on his tummy #and kiss him better #metallica #james hetfield #papa het

[skywarpie]

#the band ghost #okay to reblog i guess #im squishing him #ghost band #ghost bc #cardinal copia #papa emeritus iv

[grem-archive]

doing some body hc type stuff. bc it's fun. big wip.

#starting a patreon to get this man a bra #hetalia #aph america #hws america #alfred f jones #alpha romeo tango - whiskey india papa #i will not apologize for not making him stick thin #and no visible abs #you take the squish and you like it #he's practicing for the dad bod

[deathberi]

#they way he called him papa i wanna squish takeru fjsdfjkds #meanwhile yama and his oyaji business TwT #digimon #digimon adventure #takeru takaishi #hiroaki ishida #digigifs #anime gif #shounenedit #anisource #fyanimegifs #animangahive #dailyanimatedgifs #oldanimeedit #*

[bunnni-gutz]

appreciation post for copia’s beautiful amazing wonderful gorgeous stunning figure 🤭

#papa emeritus iv #papa #cardinal copia #the band ghost #ghost #i wanna bite him he’s so cute #just let me squish him #he looks so soft #let me hug him #PLEASE

[wannabeyourpapa]

tits and belly is out tonight and not a single person is here to grab at me. what i wouldn't give to have someone's hands grabbing handfuls of my chest to knead playfully like a cat

**OP is transmasculine nonbinary. don't she/her me i will block**

#papa gabe's ✨️titties✨️ #papa gabe's belly #;perceive me please and thank you #;you don't have to be respectful. be as disrespectful as you want #;and imagine my chest being squished in your hands

[nocturnal-birb]

What do you think the papas (Copai, Terzo, Secondo, Peemo.)ideal body type is for a gf? I have been very insecure about my body (because I am on the heavy side.), and I wanted to know what you opinion is on this. I love sister Rika so much btw. I relate to her a lot in a sense.

Blessed be Lovey!!!

I think they'd love any partner despite any size or form and regardless of gender or whatever society's "norm" preference is. They will love you for you, not from looks alone

Would they love you if you were a worm? Absolutely

And being on the heavy side, they'd honestly love you! Plus they get to have you as a squishy pillow and also one big and warm cuddly living teddy bear

And to be honest with you anon, Rika is more or less my self insert oc that definitely has my body shape so I can relate to you in a way 🥹 and I’m glad that you can relate to them 🥹🖤

#i always fantasized the papas just squishing and kneading me like the bread dough i am for their pleasure and add up reassurance to that #and then i cry about it cause yeah they would do that #ngl if done to rika with that- they’d cry and shun pap away cause man the insecurities and self worth are so low but papa is patient #with them and shower them with affection and reassurance #don’t mind me ramble about rika in the tags #you ask me sumthin’ and i answer a lil sumthin sumthin

[prominenceprison]

「 @universestreasures​​ | Ahmes / Aichi Sendou」 issued a challenge:  

“Percy?” A young Ahmes speaks as he tugs the older knight’s sleeve, the prince positioned behind him as they both looked down at the humans being dropped off at the palace gates for the annual offering. “Why did Papa say I’ll be getting a human this time? I don’t wanna drink from anyone. He knows that. You know that. Everyone does. Besides, I bet any human wouldn’t like me. I bet I’d cause them to run away.”

(Smol Club Ahmes Aichi establish the deep lore, and when him and Percy Gaillard were close since he and Ashlei were the only friends he had when he got sick before Toshiki showed up)

Across the grand hall, on the lower floor they watch as the humans were escorted by the Liberators. The Jewelers were down there as well, preparing for the ceremony that was to be taking place later that evening. One among them was to be chosen by the prince, the rest would be pawned off to lesser nobles as nothing more than over glorified leftovers. 

Gone were the days of needlessly plucking humans from dark parts of the streets in order to feed. Vampires having been in power for so long now that the humans offered their own, more than willingly, in order to remain in good favor to their supreme rulers.

Each human down there was rather young, but the youngest couldn't be much older than Percival or the prince himself. Normally offerings weren't collected until they contained enough blood to sustain a noble without dying immediately, but that boy down there... The knight could see him discarded by the end of the night. Percival doesn't seem to mind the fact that this was probably going to be the first and only time he'd see most of these... people. 

Perhaps it was due to his history with humankind, but the idea of them infesting the palace like rats made him seethe. But knowing most of them wouldn’t last a lord nowhere near their expected lifetime seemed to make their presence tolerable. To the young knight this was a kindness that they did not deserve. He wanted to watch them all perish in the flames of the Liberators’ judgment, just as they set everything he once knew ablaze in the name of their own holy flames.

He was observing solely to help determine a good candidate for his prince. It was a mission given to him by the king himself, so he was sure to take it seriously.

❝ King Alfred wishes for you to have one on the off chance you change your mind in the future. ❞ Which Percival was reassured would happen one of these days. There was no way a vampire could abstain forever, especially when harboring the power of those with pure, noble blood such as Ahmes.

As the knight watches on, he catches sight of the young boy seemingly trip over himself, his hands weighed down by heavy iron shackles meant to bind an adult.

--Pathetic...

A weak offering. It was nearly an insult to have someone so weak in the offering pool meant for prince Ahmes to choose from. Percival makes a mental note later to seek out the codex marking the details of this years offerings. Whomever decided such a human was a suitable candidate for the prince should be dealt with for such latent disrespect.

❝ Any human should be happy to offer their services to their future king... But it doesn’t matter if a human likes you or not. They cannot run from you, your highness. ❞

Once a Jeweler’s collar was locked and talisman's link established with it’s owner that was that.

A life lived in servitude to their lords. That’s what was expected of those brought back by the Seekers. And if an offering was accepted the villages of the families who had procured them would receive all sorts of benefits; ranging from protection or tax reliefs. To sacrifice the few in favor of the many... Humans were incredibly selfish creatures, worthy of bearing the heavy title of ‘sinner’. Such was the sentiment of the entire Liberator faction. The young knight couldn’t agree more now since watching the ant line of humans as they were forced down onto their knees at the base of the stairs leading up to the pair of thrones at the end of the grand hall.

❝ It is a great honor to receive an offering. It shows the humans submissiveness to your power as one of royal standing. This is only the first of many, you are in line for the throne after all. You can expect many more as you come into power; as human and vampire societies alike will hope to gain your favor. ❞

The display below was sure to be overwhelming to the prince, who was always hesitant about the idea of feeding off humans. But this was but a step towards Ahmes’ eventual rise into power. The young knight’s rust colored hues break away from the commotion below in order to set their sights on his charge. Tonight's ceremony was akin to a coming-of-age celebration for vampires in noble standing... And Percival himself was going to not only bear witness to such a grandacious event he was taking a pivotal part in it. 

To stand by Ahmes’ side and remain there... Such a thing was everything to him, to the boy who had lost everything until Ahmes had become part of his newfound life. So he offers his hand to the prince, signaling it was time to go.

❝ Looks like... they’re being prepared for the ceremonial ritual. Are you ready, Prince Ahmes? Remember: You must choose one. ❞ -

#.//''PERCY'' UVUVUVUU #LIBERATE THE LOCK「ic」 #QUERY「asks」 #VERSE.// OBSTINATE FLAMES OF FATE #universestreasures #CORNERSTONE OF THE SANCTUARY「universestreasures | Aichi Sendou」 #.//i kid u not only did the power go out twice while working on this bUT TUMGLR ALSO LOGGED ME OUT HALFWAY THRU LMAO #.//i could see ahmes refuses to choose at first #.//which then forced percy to pick the weak one thinking he'd die off and then TOSHIKI JUST STUCK AROUND EVER SINCE LMAOOO #.//can't have ahmes embarrassing papa alfred infront of all his friends during the ceremony nope #.//also i wrote some LOREEEEE in my memos about toshiki's pov on all this and had an idea lolol i'll share it with u laterr #.//also good luck i hope this made coherent sense bc i wrote this twice and smashed both attempts together lolol #tw long post #tw enslavement #.//babu gaillard tho;;;; squishes his face

[hello-delicious-tea]

Should wake BabyTea up to help him adjust to time zone but So. Quiet.

#he is sprawled out across the top of the bed #arms and legs akimbo #MrTea is halfway done the bed all squished up under a blanket #BabyTea is TRIUMPHANT he has conquered the bed #mama is out papa is occupying tiny space #VICTORIOUS #not on his own mattress at all

[bubacorn]

i am so unwell. the way i am so not normal about this. it's a beautiful and devastating song in itself, but this version is just. i can't describe it. the way he stands there all by himself, no guitar, no protection. just him and his voice. (i know he wasn't in the best shape, he was struggling so much) his gestures. the closed eyes. the raw power. the way he holds himself. the way the orchestra perfectly supports his vocals in a way that he still stands out. and how he grabs the mic stand. it really came from deep within. the nods, the buildup. the 'why can't i forgive me?'. it's so delicate, but so strong. the bow.

#also the Papa Het belt buckle i adore him so much #he's such a dork #i want to squish him #*squishes metal grandpa who is definitely taller than them* #buba rambles #the feels are really strong i apologize

[im-not-buying-it-ether]

Okay but in the tellings where people write Diana as somehow Zeus’s daughter by literal genetics or weird god creation magic does that make the Atlantean royal families, Aquaman included obvi, like her distant cousins a million generations down the line?

#the first kings of Atlantis were Poseidons kids #it was part of the whole allegory thing that they were of divine blood thanks to papa Poseidon #and that the divinity got diminished as the bloodline went on and they got more human and humanly greedy #I only say this bc I like the image of Diana being able to squish Arthur in a hug #and call him ‘BABY COUSIN’ #even if there’s like no real reason to call him that bc the relation is so thin at that point #she just does it #just to screw with him a lil #and have at least one male relative on the only familial side she can have male relatives on that isn’t an ass #wonder woman #aquaman #arthur curry #diana prince #diana of themyscira #Greek myth #Atlantis

[sukunas-wife]

Baby Yuji who clings and cries to you when your helpers try to take him away because someone with such a high reputation to hold shouldn’t be seen with a babe latched onto their breast

His little cries that make your heart ache outside his nursery door. Barging in and picking up your baby boo and cooing at him as he instantly stops crying his little fish taking a death tight grip to your shirt asking for you never let him go.

Baby Yuji who gets mushed instantly as your enter your private chambers because Sukuna was ready for a second child only to be stopped when he heard his sons muffled cries against his own bare chest.

Sukuna who sighs carrying his baby boy using his reverse cursed technique to heal him of any squish damage. Cradling him against his chest in he massive arms. Squeezing his yawning sons cheeks between his hand just for his son to take a tight hold on his finger. The way Sukuna laughs proudly at how his son was so strong for someone so small

The smug look when you try to take Yuji away from Sukuna only for Yuji to cry and cling to his daddy

Your little pout as Baby Yuji sleeps on his daddy’s chest secured by his arms and you held against your husbands side with his free arm

Toddler Yuji who’s first word isn’t mama or papa but “koo… kooo kooOUuna…” you look confused turning to your husband with a raised brow “whose Kouna?” “It’s KUNA woman! As in SuKUNA,” he crossed his arms against his chest smug smirk, “We can see who the preferred is.” You puffed your cheeks “Ryomen Sukuna i have half a never to- Koona!” You turned to your son picking him up “little traitor”

Toddler Yuji who no matter where he is, he’s not afraid to walk, he knows his mom and dad will be right there to catch him and pick him up to try again

The time Yuji was across the massive palace room, you were watching him sit and play. Sukuna was lounged out in front of the sunny window after a bath trying to relax. Never had he felt the instinct that forced him up and over, catching his son just before he toppled over into the floor. His speed was scary and accurate turning to you as you were just behind him.

Little Yuji who yells in delight when you throw him up in the air to catch him again kissing his cheeks, is the same Yuji who screams when his dad hurls him into the air only to fall back against his dad clinging for life against his dads rumbling chest. He dad laughing out loud before Yuji is screaming “again again!”

The heart attacks you’ve had watching these things happen just for Uraume to assure nothing bad will fall upon the heir

The cute moments when you and Sukuna take Yuji’s small chubby hands while walking and picking him up and swinging him every third step. His little smile and laughs as he looks up at both of you, your smile as you look at Sukuna, that rare soft smile and look in his eyes that remind you why you fell for him. Proving he’s not the cruel tyrant others have him to be.

Sukuna who threatens the best artist in the village to create an oil painting of you, your husband and Yuji with every birthday that passes because even though he won’t express how much he enjoys these moments, he’s afraid of time slipping through his fingers

#sukuna ryomen #jjk anime #sukuna x reader #sukuna x you #daddy sukuna #jujutsu kaisen #ryomen sukuna #sukuna thirst #sukuna x wife reader #yuji and mom reader #yuji x mom reader #son yuji

[tender-rosiey]

pretty babies – gojo satoru x f!reader

a/n: idk about yall but I love me some drunk gojo

satoru never drinks, but when he does, ohoho, you’re in for quite the ride.

today was one of the days when he was less of a chaotic handful but more of an emotional mess who apparently can’t even remember his own wife. you sip on your drink, ignoring the drunk satoru leaning on the bar.

he slurs his words as he tries to flirt, “you’re sooo pretty, y’know that?”

you nod with a hum and give him no further reaction. in situations like these, you figured out that letting him go all out until he is tired and sleepy is the best solution. it really is like treating a baby.

thankfully, after many years of being in the presence of one gojo satoru, you’ve built up some patience.

he rests his head on the counter and he looks up at you, eyes wide and in awe, “I bet,” he hiccups and it is followed by a silly little giggle, “we’d make superrrr cute babies! like all round and chubby and we’d much on their cheeks like…mochi! yes! mochi…now I am hungry.”

a smirk makes an appearance on your face as you glance at satoru who is blabbering about building a family with you and spoiling you rotten.

a little teasing won’t harm anyone. so you quip, “you know,” and his attention is already on you, “you already gave me three super cute babies.”

his mouth is wide open in disbelief as he sits up, “no way!”

“yup! and they’re waiting at home for us.”

his eyes crinkle because of his wide grin, “really?!” he pulls you into a bone-crushing hug, “you got photos?! please tell me that you do!” and he switches to a pout so quickly, it gives you whiplash.

however, you gladly pull out your phone and show him the multitude of photos you have.

ones ranging from him being in a crib to help the youngest one sleep to ones with two of the three kids ganging up on him and him desperately calling for your help. satoru goes through every single photo, head on your shoulder and cheek squished.

he is silent throughout it all and when he is done, he looks up at you, “so that means that you’re my wife?”

you nod and your fingers, naturally, find their place on his head. he feels a little shiver of satisfaction before he smiles, one lovesick and silly smile, “I really hit the jackpot.”

you laugh, pressing a kiss to the top of his head, “I guess you did.”

so you take him back home where the kids are already asleep. satoru crashes on the bed right away, steady breaths filling the room. slowly, you take your place beside him and you feel his arms wrap around you.

he pulls you closer and buries his face in your hair. and you close your eyes, letting yourself be lulled to the land of dreams.

when you do wake up, you’re greeted by satoru literally on top of you and deep in sleep. you would like to let him sleep more especially since he looks so comfortable, but you’re going to suffocate at this rate. so you pat his back lightly, “satoru, honey, wake up.”

he groans and buries his face in the crook of your neck, grumbling something along the lines of ‘five more minutes’.

not budging? then fine, you decide. you take as deep of a breath as you can then call for your kids, “who will help mama?!”

it’s quiet and you can feel satoru smirking against your skin. it looks like he won, but then a bunch of footsteps are heard and it’s your turn to smirk.

your husband lifts his head to glare at you—of course, not without sporting one of his famous pouts.

the door is then slammed open and your eldest son is there, “WHO DARES HURT OUR MAMA?!”

he gasps, very dramatically like a certain someone, and points at his dad, “PAPA?! you’re suffocating mama!”

“again?!” your daughter pops up from behind her brother, staring at her dad in disbelief.

they both stand beside your bed glaring at him and he glares back, the three of them forgetting why you called for your kids in the first place. so you do them a favor and remind them, “satoru…I AM GOING TO DIE LIKE THIS!”

satoru is pulled  back by his shirt and your kids take turns in—trying—to beat him up. you get up, greedily breathing air till you’re satisfied. you ignore the screams of your husband until you’re done with your morning routine.

luckily enough, when you got out of the bathroom, you found no one except your husband.

laying on the ground.

presumably dead.

with a bunch of drawings on his face and his hair contained with multiple hair bands.

you snap a picture of him very quickly then you sit on the ground next to his corpse. you poke his butt and he groans, making you giggle, “what happened to the strongest sorcerer?”

he turns towards you with a small frown, “his pretty wife didn’t kiss him good morning so he had no energy to fight,” his head snaps towards the two tiny figures giggling behind the door, “these monsters.”

they squeal and run away once again before he catches them.

you gently take the hair bands off, “you’re lucky that our youngest devil is still asleep,” you then smooth down his hair and pat his head, “I love the smiley faces on your cheeks.”

he whines and rests his head on your shoulder, “stop bullying me!”

you hum and stroke his hair, “you know, you did something pretty cute yesterday.”

“I am always cute; what’re you talking about?”

“you flirted with me, your wife, and said we would make ‘super cute!’ babies,” you reveal and satoru seems unbothered. in fact, he seems proud and very happy with himself so you continue, “so I had to remind you of our three little devils and then I showed you pictures.”

he stands up, posing all confidently, “what can I say? I excel at everything even being cute—“

“then you cried like a little baby when I showed you my picture post labor and kept apologizing.”

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[sttoru]

dad!Toji losing megumi on his sight in a grocery store.

⟣ tags. dad!toji x female reader. fluff.

“where the hell did that brat go. . .” toji sighs in frustration as he makes his third trip around the numerous aisles, peeking through each gap between to see where his son could’ve possibly hid.

you had been gone for one minute to grab something you had forgotten in the car, leaving your husband and son alone at the grocery store. you thought toji would be more than capable of keeping an eye on megumi during the time you left.

he did succeed for a couple seconds, but then somehow lost sight of the little boy. it happened out of the blue—even for someone as quick as toji, his child seemed to have disappeared into thin air, without him noticing at all.

“tsk, just wait ‘til i catch ya..” toji scoffs and makes quick strides. the other customers seemed to scurry off to the sides as the dark-haired man passes them—the reason for this being his bulky and tall body and that cold yet pissed off expression on his face whilst walking forwards.

of course, toji was still secretly worried for megumi. he didn’t want to think of the worst case scenario at all. he needs to stay calm and collected in such situations. panicking will do him no good.

toji passes by a pit of plushies, paying it no mind until he hears a soft, muffled giggle from that same area. he stops in his tracks and turns his head to the right. that voice was one he could recognise from miles away.

“oh, y’re so done.” the dark-haired man mutters under his breath and digs through the many plushies, hands looking for the source of that giggle. there were a couple strands of dark blue hair sticking out from between the big stuffed animals and toji wasted no time, “c’mere, brat.”

he uses a bit of his strength and fishes out a child from under the pile of softness—his child.

“papa!” megumi squeals and was holding onto a plushie: a cute black dog one. it seems like he had waddled off and climbed onto the box to grab that specific plushie, but couldn’t get out afterwards, “papa, waf! waf!”

toji sighs and holds megumi up by the back of his shirt, walking back to your shopping cart. he gains some stares due to the obscure way he was carrying his son around, though megumi himself couldn’t care any less as he cuddles up to the plushie in his tiny arms.

toji puts the little boy in the baby seat and grabs onto the stuffed animal, tugging at it; “gimme that. ya can’t have it ‘cause ya ran off without tellin’ me.”

megumi whines and pulls the toy back in his arms, giving toji a pleading look. his lips formed a desperate pout and his eyes were starting to glisten with tears that appeared on his waterlines.

“yeah, stare at me all you want with those big bug eyes—y’re not gonna get that.” your husband shakes his head and grabs the plushie again, taking it away from his son to put it back.

megumi reacts to this by curling his chubby hand around toji’s index finger—still with that cute pout on his lips whilst trying to prevent his dad from stepping away. it’s specifically those shiny blue orbs that seem to mellow toji’s heart to the point he almost gives in.

“…”

you come back after five minutes and spot your family back in the candy aisle. the duo didn’t appear to have seen you yet since they were busy picking out some sweets for later.

“hi, my angels.” you creep up behind toji and tap his back. he instantly steps aside and your (surprisingly) super excited son comes into view.

megumi was smiling widely and that’s when your eyes land on something in his arms.

“oh, you got ‘gumi a dog plushie!” you gasp and seem to get excited for your child—megumi giggling right alongside you, “how nice!”

toji rolls his eyes, though wasn’t about to admit that he eventually did give in to megumi’s adorable tactics. he gently flicks the little boy’s forehead and looks back at you;

“didn’t get it for him out of my own free will.” your husband grumbles and then continues to squish megumi’s cheeks together using one hand, “this little brat threatened me.”

“i’m sure he did.” you chuckle and nudge toji’s side with your elbow. you knew just how much of a softie really is for his son.

“i’m not lyin’,” toji replies with a sigh and pushes the cart ahead, you following next to him with a smile, “he threatened me with those big eyes of his. i’m tellin’ ya, that stuff is dangerous.” —for my heart, he adds in his head.

you couldn’t contain your laughter as you hear your lover’s words. your gaze then lands on megumi, who was contentedly staring up at both his parents, cuddled up to the big stuffed animal.

“good job.” you gave megumi a thumbs up and ruffle his hair as a reward. the kid sticks his tongue out and almost looks proud of the fact that he got his way in the end.

toji really was just a big softie for his son. and for his wife as well, of course.

#ෆ : parenting 101. #jjk x reader #toji x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #jjk fluff #jjk x you #toji x you