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ezralva · 5 months
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Already read this chapter countless times yet failed to notice that Choso was even holding Yuuji's arm cz at first I thought he was just shielding him from stepping forward.
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Such protective gesture and to think just mere hours ago he was the one beating Yuuji to a pulp and practically shoving him into death's door.
One of my favorite plot twists in fiction ever.
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itsthedoodle · 7 months
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Tiny Ancient Pup
For @officialrhysandweek 🩵
A drabble for day 5: Family Man
Rhysand winnowed right outside of the gate to the River House, mindful of the small mass of fur in his arms. Truth be told, he had no idea how he had been roped into this but he supposed there was a first time for everything.
It had started like a very casual day the other week—he had spent the morning with Nyx, treating him to breakfast first and then an uninterrupted day of just the two of them, which was something they did regularly. Growing up, he hadn’t had a doubt his mother loved him, but his father had been cold and distant with both children, which had led to Rhys swearing his own children would never doubt they were loved.
It was during one of these uninterrupted days, while on a walk around Velaris, that they had stopped at the animal shelter, and it was precisely at that moment his current problem had begun. Rhys had been taking Nyx to the shelter ever since he was old enough to walk, and Nyx loved spending hours playing with the animals, but he had never really expressed anything beyond a reluctance to part with them.
Nyx had been quiet on their way home, and he hadn’t said anything the rest of the day either. It had only been during dinner, when he had pushed his food around the plate the way Feyre did when something was bothering her that Rhys had realized something was going on.
He had tried sensing the root of the problem, but his son’s mental shields had been up and tight, the way they had drilled it into him from the moment he had been old enough to manage them. Rhys had chosen to give him space to sort it out, trusting him to bring it up whenever he felt ready.
Which had been two hours later as soon as Rhys had tucked him in for the night.
“Dad? I really like spending time at the shelter.”
Rhys had simply smiled and kissed his forehead. “I know, me too. Most of all, I like spending time with you.”
Nyx had reached up and wrapped his arms around his father’s neck, hugging him. “Me too.” He had then pressed his face against Rhys’s shoulder and had mumbled in superspeed “Canwegetadog?”.
Rhys had simply blinked. “A dog?”
“Yeah. There's this one, she’s really sweet.” Nyx had looked up at him with his own puppy eyes. “I’ll take care of her myself, I swear. And I know how to teach her stuff, she’ll be good.”
He had told Nyx he would think about it, and when he had shared this with Feyre, she had simply laughed and wished him good luck.
So here he was, days later, dog in his arms. Rhys had asked the Fae male at the shelter about it, and he had shown him the one dog that would always act weird whenever Nyx left, and get overly excited when he visited again. The one year old pup had soft, wavy gray fur all over, eyes round and dark. She had looked very standoffish, but had not complained when Rhys had picked her up, and was now simply looking at him with the kind of disregard and coldness that would make most feel uncomfortable.
Nyx had claimed she was sweet, and while Rhys didn’t doubt him, he was having a hard time seeing it.
He repositioned her on his right forearm, and opened the door, entering the house, finding the foyer empty. Rhys reached out a mental talon, softly tapping on Nyx’s mental gates.
Nyx let him know he was coming, and Rhys set the dog down next to his feet, where she simply wagged her tail excitedly.
Almost as if she knew who was coming.
The moment she saw Nyx, she broke into a sprint, jumping at his feet like a bouncing ball.
Nyx let out an excited squeal, lowering himself on his knees as he started scratching the pup’s belly.
Rhys simply observed the two of them, all his worries regarding this being a wise decision disappearing.
“I’m assuming she is the one you meant?”
Nyx, who had started crying, wiped his tears and ran to him, and Rhys lowered himself to collect his son in a hug.
“Thank you, dad.” Nyx shook in his arms, half from excitement, half from sobs. “I love you.”
Rhys kissed the top of his head. “I love you, too. What will you name her?”
Nyx pulled away, sniffing. “Weeeell… about that…”
Rhys raised an eyebrow, unsure where the conversation was going but fully convinced it was going to cost him his sanity.
“I kind of already gave her a name months ago when I first saw her. She has grey fur, and looks unfriendly but is generally harmless once you get to know her so you know, it reminded me of Amren… so her name is Amren.”
Rhys blinked, unsure if he was hearing correctly. “You named the dog Amren… like the Amren?”
Nyx nodded sheepishly. “How mad can she be? Uncle Cass calls her an angry snowball every time it snows and he’s still alive, limbs intact.”
Rhys suppressed a groan, and muttered a prayer to the Mother.
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kanao-kyun · 2 years
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in this world, it’s just us.
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Characters: Nanami Kento x Wife! Reader
Tw: Nothing but tooth rotting fluff! Some suggestive themes.
Synopsis: There are only two people Nanami cares for in his life. His wife and their daughter.
A/n: this song has been stuck in my head for some time now <3
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The smell of delicious food is in the air, along with faint sounds of cartoons playing in the living room where your three-year-old daughter sat and watched while painting a picture on the floor.
With one child preoccupied, Nanami has to deal with one more child trying to take his attention away from making dinner.
That child is none other than his wife.
“Darling, please look at me.” The softness of his voice never fails to make your heart race. His large warm hands caressing your cheeks as he gently turns your head to face him. Your cute pouty face meets his soft smile. “Don’t look at me like that; you know how she is.” A chuckle escapes his mouth.
“I don’t get why she has to take your attention away from me! I mean, who does she think she is?” Your dramatic episode only made the blonde man laugh. “She’s our daughter Honey, and she’s only three years old.” He tries to reason with his wife, only to be met by your puff-out cheeks.
Lately, your daughter Mina has taken your husband’s time and attention away from you. Yes, you love your daughter, but at least share the man! You saw him first, after all…
Nanami knows you are upset, but he can’t help that his daughter clings to him like a koala bear. She’s at that age where her dependence is solely on her father. You can say it’s his fault for spoiling her as a baby.
“I get that she’s at that stage where she clings on to us, but I miss you, Kento.” You whine, wrapping your arms around the sorcerer, pressing your body against him while he’s cooking dinner.
“Y/n-“ he’s interrupted by the sudden nip of his earlobe, “I really miss you~” you whisper, smirking at your husbands' reaction.
Nanami can never get over the fact that you and Mina have ways to make him crumble. Like, mother and daughter.
“I guess fucking you dumb last night didn’t cut it, huh?” He bluntly stated, earning a gasp from you, “Kento!” You hit his arm, hiding a blush creeping onto your cheeks into his back, “Mina is in the living room!” You scolded, earning a laugh from the sorcerer.
As if on cue, the little girl ran into the kitchen with a drawing in her hand. She holds it up to you, looking at you with excitement. “Mommy, look what I made for you!” Your little girl bounces up and down, smiling brightly. Yeah, she gets that smile from you.
Your eyes widen slightly but kneel to your daughter’s height. “You made this for mommy?” You ask, taking the artwork carefully. The picture consists of watercolor, which is hard to make out because of the smear, but you can tell they’re lilies.
Your favorite flower..
“Mhm! I made it for you! Do you like it?” The question made her eyes sparkle with anticipation, “sorry for taking daddy away from you..” Your heart swells in happiness, making your eyes water. How can your daughter be so loving and caring?! She must have taken after her father
“I love it, Sweetie~” You smile, picking your daughter up, earning a giggle from her and a smile from Nanami, “look at my two girls getting along now.” He gives you both kisses on your foreheads while he puts food into plates.
“What are you talking about?” You smile, placing Mina onto her highchair. “We do get along! It was merely a misunderstanding.” You laugh, ruffling your daughter's fluffy hair while the little girl laughs.
Looking at his two favorite girls, a soft smile settles on his lips, silently thanking the gods for such blessings in his life.
Cause in his world it’s just his wife and daughter.
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© 2022 kanao-kyun
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lisamarie-vee · 5 months
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musickickztoo · 5 months
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Aston "Family Man" Barrett *November 22, 1946
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vanalex · 3 months
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shadowbrightshine · 4 months
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Watching spies are forever for the first time and every single song has HIT! I adore the family man and holy cow didn't know Joey could do that voice. It's magnificent I want more of family man in every musical now. Him and his loving marriage to his wife. I want to learn more about him! How did he end up selling bombs? Why did he bring the baked goods to the deal when he could've picked them up on the way home? How did he get into this line of work? How old is his nephew?
This man clearly loves his wife and his family and I want to see him and his wife in a happy little fluff piece as like a donation goal. I want a skit of him singing with her and they just sound so good together.
I love him and his unseen wife.
I love curt mega!
I'm loving this. I just finished the geeks episode
I've fallen for this ship and I don't even know the names of family man and his wife.
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fizziepopangel · 3 months
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How would Striker raise a family if he's on the run all the time especially when he gets kicked out of his lair?
A Striking Family Man
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First of all, Striker would absolutely be a family man. He would put nothing above his partner and his kids if he had them.
He would work three times as hard to support them, not necessarily giving up his assassin job, but he would take more precautions to ensure his work never affected his family life while also working hard enough to provide a comfortable life for his family.
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Having grown up in Wrath, I think he would want to move his family out of there and somewhere less hectic and violent, maybe Sloth, despite it looking more like a rich man's city.
While he would settle his family in one spot, Striker would still travel for work, but he would never be gone longer than a few days at a time.
Striker would call and facetime his family daily, calling his partner in the morning to wish them a good morning and ask about their kids, and then again at the end of the day to participate in their kids bedtime routine.
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Striker would surprise his family by always making it home for holidays and birthdays and other big events no matter what job he was on or where.
While he would still be working as an assassin, I think he would work a lot harder to keep his work more discrete than it is now and he would most likely do more to mask his identity when working.
He would keep a photo of his partner and kids in the pocket of his jacket to keep him going when he had to be away.
And Lucifer help anyone who attempted to take out their problems with him on his family.
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innudoggy · 2 years
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Ego-Inktober 2022, 7: Peaceful & Trip
Chase enjoying some quality time with his kids.
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tomatobird-blog · 7 months
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Take me to Church anniversary is great because i heard it at exactly the right time, which is when I was in the middle of reading Family Man by Dylan Meconis, and I've never been able to NOT associate it with Family Man in the 10 years since. How blessed to be between 2 masterworks
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Daryl Hall to John Oates:
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i-like-his-charm · 7 days
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And yet among all that villainy, he was still able to be a family man, devoted husband, and a man removed from the trappings of stardom.
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Have You Read...
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that-girl013 · 1 year
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Deep down, he was just a person with trauma trying to do right by his family
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musickickztoo · 3 months
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RIP Aston "Family Man" Barrett
November 22, 1946 – February 3, 2024
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Annina Dietzenbacher - October 2023
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