#papa puffy?

[boa35]

Anti: My papa's all puffy!^^

(Part 2 of dads yeyeye)

Puff belongs to @puffballwarrior-blog

#kirby #kirby oc #boa35 #puffballwarrior blog #magolor #magoverse #anti magolor #kirby ocs #Papa puffy!^^

[hubrisity]

"mom, why doesn't anyone like me?"

"🧍"

#c!dream #c!dream slander #papa puffy is here #dsmp #mcyt #skull emoji #L #Dream #dream smp

[tides-and-moon]

im getting kinda better at drawing shirts methinks

#puffy sleeves yes gooooo #not the best quality but im sleepy so idc #the band ghost #papa iv #papa emeritus iv #cardinal copia #copia #ghost fanart #ghost bc #i twinkify this man every time i draw him idk why or how but every. single. time. #🌊🌙

[oleander-neruim]

Mama Puffy makes me sob

So Big/So Small but with Puffy? *sobs*

Inktober Day 13: Kind

#captian puffy #mama puffy #papa puffy #captian puffy fanart #dream smp fanart #dream smp #dream #dream fanart #dsmpblr #dsmp #dsmp fanart #mcyt fanart #lyric art #inktober #inktober 2022 #day 13 kind #puffy and her duckling #look ik its not what happened but i so badly wanted puffy to hold her son again #ollie's art #🐏

[wokestraightpuffy]

Huwa

#random but one thing ive always really liked about puffy is how she wanted to be addressed as papa puffy #the absolute casualness of that term and how she didnt make it into a big thing just that she preferred that over mama puffy #woof #i miss her #i wanna draw her again

[maznanangy]

A week ago when I posted these edits I said I was going to try and make Connor without his headband and well- it isn't 100% perfect since I'm still a beginner with editing and such but I'm proud of it ngl

So here's how I think Connor would look without his headband

And here's the hair with my version of him which I think looks neat

#flipline studios #papa louie #PL edits #Edits #Connor get puffy hair as a treat #Random hc but he hides things inside his hair and that's how he can sneak candies when he's in classes

[ghostb0o]

I have once again reverted to my childhood tendencies to draw on my paper in class like my teacher lecturing is a youtube video playing in the back

((count the piercings and rings on these mfers sh i t man))

#speaking of piercings We lost one boys😔😔 one of my lobes managed to migrate all the way down to hell & I had to take it out #and it left a scar the whole path it took down LMAO #oh well #c!tubbo #c!sapnap #c!badboyhalo #c!puffy #sketches #sapnap looks weird to me and i wasnt gonna include him if it wasnt for the is papa is baby #I cant exclude the baby or else cps

[littlepuffy4ever]

I like to think my narilamb fanchildren would say the wildest things imaginable and also be incredible desensitized to death and anything related to that

So like, they'll see someone grieving over a loved one, and they'll go "dont be sad!! You'll die really soon and be with them!!!!!" And then leave

#puffy talks #so much for growing watching your papa send souls to hell and whatever #i feel like thanatos and hypnos are a different kind of weird #like they got it from lamb so theyll sneak behind you till you turn and they can ask if you have games on your phone

[sunniepoo]

summer lovin’

~👙~🍦~👙~🍦~👙~🍦~👙~🍦~👙~🍦~👙~🍦~👙~🍦~👙~

you couldn’t help but softly moan at the gentle hands that worked against your back, spreading the sunscreen evenly across your torso

the tall blonde pressing soft kisses to your shoulder as the rest of your friends found comfort in the water; splashing around aimlessly

summer; it has to be your favourite season, tan lines, ice cream, the ocean and the way jj looked better than ever

his skin kissed softly by the rays of sun; his hair messy, tangled, roaming every way; the baby blue in his eyes that sparkled like no other

“c’mon up we get” the blonde gestures his hand out to you, softly waking you up from your love struck trance

his hands slowly drifting down to play with the strings of your bikini, slowly returning back to the palms of your hand guiding you into the warm waters

and as the sun sets you find yourself sloppily making out with the blonde, tongues swirling against each other as his fingers gently stroke the fabric of your panties

“more jayj” you mewl out, coming out a lot more desperate than you intended while you tug at the strands of his hair causing him to groan loudly

“someone’s hungry for papa” a tone of arrogance peaking through but that was the last thing on your mind- all you needed was his fingers in you, working them roughly into your pretty little pussy

his hand disappears underneath the hem of your panties, toying softly with your folds causing you to whine more, becoming increasingly wet as his lips catch the supple fat of your tits

“so perfect” he gets out, voice hoarse and a little breathless “s’like you were made for me”

the length of his fingers found themselves sinking into you while you moan and grind erratically on them desperate for him to fuck you nice and mean

his thumb rubs gently against your clit contrasting the rough and harsh movements of his fingers hitting that sweet spot that had you whining like a kitty in heat

the sound of heavy breathing increased as you got closer to your high, pitch getting gradually higher “s-s.. so close jayj”

“come on baby” he pants grinding himself against you, dick painfully hard “wanna see that pretty pussy cum all over my fingers”

whether it was the heat or just the effect jj had on you, it almost felt like drowning when you came , mind hazy as the blonde pressed a kiss against your puffy cunt

god you loved summer!

~👙~🍦~👙~🍦~👙~🍦~👙~🍦~👙~🍦~👙~🍦~👙~🍦~👙~

#obx #outer banks #jj maybank #rafe cameron #obx drabble #jj maybank prompt #jj maybank drabble #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank x reader #jj x kitty!reader #jj x reader #obx imagine #obx fic

[princessbrunette]

Do you think you could ever do mean!jj punishing housewife!reader because he didn’t like that she called over their neighbour to fix something in their house while JJ was at work or smth

☆🍦➛💭*.♡

toxic!jj who spent a lil while in jail, married you when he got out and is now working to support you both — because that’s what he wanted from the start, to take care of you. what he doesn’t appreciate, is coming home to see another man walking out your front door, even having the audacity to give him a friendly little nod.

“hi jayj!” you greet when he appears in the kitchen, jaw agape and brow raised.

“uh, am i tripping or did a man just walk out of this house?” he’s tense and you eye him, slowing your movements as you wipe down the counter top.

“he lives three doors down…jared? the stove wasn’t working and i know he works with that kinda thing. asked him to take a look.” you explain and he leans on his hip, still silent like he’s waiting for more explanation. his tongue darts out to fiddle with the corner of his lip. “is that… a problem?” you furrow your eyebrows. he scoffs, whipping his hat off his head and starts to pace.

“i mean honestly yeah a little. why’re you lettin’ random dudes just walk up in here huh? you couldn’t have waited like — what, an hour for me to get home? you know how that looks, right? like…i’m not crazy?” he steps towards you and your face falls, hating when he got jealous like this.

“jay don’t be unreasonable. just wanted to be able to get it fixed as soon as possible so i could start cooking dinner. don’t you trust me?” he rounds the counter until he’s stood infront of you.

“i don’t trust guys, okay — i know what they want. why’d you think this stranger was so eager to help you? i’on know it’s just like… you know you walk around lookin’ like that and yet you’re surprised dudes wanna be all up in it.” he lazily gestures towards you and you roll your eyes.

“he was polite and respectful.” you defend and he closes in on you.

“oh i’m sure he was, babe.” you feel your heart skip a beat at the way he’s looking at you. the toxicness wasn’t healthy and you knew it, but you couldn’t help the arousal that built each and every time he got jealous. because when he got jealous he got touchy and rough.

“are you gonna punish me?” you pout up at him through thick lashes and he grins maliciously.

“know me so well, don’t ’ya.” he starts to pull up the hem of your skirt that he already deemed too short to be wearing around another man. “would usually spank that ass but i think you’d enjoy it too much. think i’mma have to spank something else— make it too sore to think about bouncin’ it on another dudes dick.” his jaw clenches at his own words as he peels your panties down making you whimper. you knew better than to argue, so you simply wince as he bends you over the counter and kicks your legs wide apart. “all wet for nothin’. unless all this is for someone else?” he slides his rough fingers through your folds and you jolt.

“s’for you, papa. always for you.” you get teary eyed, hating when he doesn’t believe you.

“mmmmhm. well, it better be.” he warns before giving the puffy folds a smack making you wince.

“ow.” you squeak and he shakes his head.

“good.” he mumbles before going in for another pussy spank.

☆🍦➛💭*.♡

#anon #jj maybank prompt #mean!jj #toxic!jj

[simonrillleyyysss]

jordi jordi!!! how do you feel about simon with reader who is price's daughter, obviously she is of age and most definitely not a minor!! lots of love always, aura raye! ᥫ᭡

ooohhh!! love this!!

fem rdr!

you n’ simon have to keep your relationship secret, obviously. big bad captain john price wouldn’t appreciate one of his best—if not, his best soldier messing around with his darling girl, tainting his gorgeous little angel :(( he would be distraught—ruined even!

but; that doesn’t stop simon from spilling all of his pent up affection behind closed doors—large palms encasing your waist as he kissed your puffy cheeks, ignoring your protested giggles and little nudges, he’s just teasing!

you fell first, he fell harder. you both met when you came to see your papa at work, plastic baggie filled with little treats weighing your arm down, smiling brightly up at the masked beast whom labelled himself as one of your daddies mates.

‘yr’ lookin’ fr’ who?’

‘john—beard, tall—‘

‘price?’

‘mhm!’

he wasn’t shocked to find out you were prices daughter when all the lads seen you at their pubcrawl after they insisted price brought their youngen along, but he was so shocked to find out price was the creator to such a gorgeous girl, so angelic and soft-thought; too nice! too oblivious to soaps attempts to get your hand in his boxers :((

dropped you home after price decided to stay with the rest of the crew at the pub, gave him your number as a friendly gesture and headed off, next few weeks you both grew closer, and ended up fucking him atop your father, and his commanders couch, shamelessly, and heading on a few cute dates! cafes, parks, movies in your bedroom, iceskating in the winter :((

he’s careless, if you get caught? you’re both adults, but he knows how angry his boss would be—and how heartbroken price would be, so he’s willing to hide it for you, grumpy that he has to kiss you in private, touch your pretty tits only when you’re laid on his counter, that ur only allowed to suck his thick cock when you’re locked in his bathroom, but he doesn’t complain!

who would? he has you. his cock, and your cunt.

#ghost x reader #ghost imagine #simon ghost x reader #ghost smut #dilf ghost #ghost is babygirl #💞} riley speaks<3 #simon ghost riley x reader #🎀>ghost! #ghost simon riley #simon riley ghost #simon riley fanfiction #simon riley fanfic #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley headcanons #simon ghost x you #simon ghost riley smut #simon ghost smut #ghost fanfiction #ghost call of duty #ghost simon riley x reader #simon riley smut #simon ghost riley #simon riley x oc #domestic ghost x reader

[shellxrls]

ok ok i need u to bear with me because i have a strangely specific thought in my head of jj fingering you in anticipation of you squirting all over him. and it’s something along the lines of you lying on your back with your legs spread, and jj just has his fingers fucking the shit out of your pussy and he’s just all like:

“cmon baby cmon. i can feel it. i can feel it comin baby. almost there… there we go fuuuuck baby. thats so fuckin hot.”

but he’s not like mumbling. his tone is more conversational IF THAT MAKES SENSE IDK

jj lovers take this offering and accept me into ur society 🤲

- dally. 🧸

DALLY YES !! i accept you into the jj maybank society oh my god !!

he’s sort of humping you onto his fingers himself, jackhammering the thick digits into your tight hole and watching the arousal drool out, puffy folds overstimulated and rubbed red.

he can’t help but admire the way you’re convulsing, stomach tensing and body clenching as you paw at his forearms and protest with your features drawn into duress, wordlessly indicating the overwhelming state of arousal you’re in.

“shh, shh, baby c’mon jus’wanna see it— just once, c’mon i know you can squirt for me,” he silences you casually, curling his fingers faster and holding you down with the other hand, ignoring any further pleas of remission and effectively staring down your pussy instead.

“s’good for me huh?” he mumbles, most likely addressing your over-exhausted hole with the way he was eyeing the swallowed base of his fingers, “yeah she’s good baby,” he turns his attention to you, offhandedly remarking, “good for papa.”

to that your body jerks under his grip, tears crystallising at your waterline as you let out a cry, finally squirting all over his hand while pushing his fingers out from the intensity, the liquid pooling in his palm and dripping onto the sheets as he watches in utter fascination — pupils dilating in a combined reaction of shock and joy.

#asks.ᐟ ⋆｡˚𖦹 #;darby-rowe #;concepts #jj maybank x reader smut #jj maybank smut #jj maybank imagine #jj maybank prompt #jj maybank x reader

[spacebaby1]

MY MAMA (Child!Law Trafalgar & Mom!Reader)

"STOP IT," Law yelled at you "YOU ARE NOT MY MOM AND YOU WILL NEVER BE." Law pushed past you running to his room and you stood up and grabbed on Corazon's wrist when he called for Law.

"No, don't yell at him" You said stopping your husband from walking. "B-But sweetheart, he can't yell at you like that. He can't talk to you like that-"

"Yes, he can" you smiled a little, "he's my son, isn't he?" Corazon nodded looking down, he felt hopeless, "then let him cool down, Darling. I can handle his words, let him yell, scream or throw hands at us" you chuckled gently lifting your husband's chin, "He'll calm down soon, just please don't yell at my boy."

Corazon sighed at your words, how could you be so sweet to his boy after all he had said to you today and how he treated you. But, as an neglected child you easily understood Law's emotions; he is just a kid.

Corazon decided to make the dinner tonight so you agreed to fold the clean clothes, after putting the clothes away in the drawer you noticed the small picture album you owned, it had pictures from your school. So you sat down to go through it but from the side of your eyes you noticed someone peeking from the doorframe, it was Law. He tried to hide but you had seen him, with a smile you titled to side so now you could full see him, "Hey, you. Did you need anything?" You smiled Gentle as always.

"C-Can I come in?" He asked almost in a small voice. "Sure, Sweetie. Come sit beside me." You tapped the floor beside you and he did as you told him still not looking you in the eye.

"Are you hungry? Do you want me to make you a snack?" He shook his head and mumbled something under his breath, "Huh?" He turned towards you and you could see his eyes were glossy, and your heart dropped; was he crying?

"Law? Sweetie were you crying? Your eyes are puffy. What's wrong are you not feeling well?" The concern that you showed made the gilt Law felt run wild in his little head. His lips quivered as he just looked at you hoping for you to understand his tears and how sorry he was yelling all those words at you, he fell into your arms without warning, "It's okay, Sweetie, whatever it is, we'll fix it, what's wrong? Tell me? Want me to get your Cora-San?" He shook his head in your embrace, "Okay, Sweetcheek, Not calling for Cora-San." You rubbed his back, "there there, I'm here for you," you placed your head on his as he cried and cried till he couldn't anymore.

"You okay?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean what I said earlier, that wasn't very kind. I shouldn't have said that to you, I'm so sorry, I'm very very sorry. I just don't know how to explain it," he looked down at his fingers, "it's not an excuse no it shouldn't be."

You were confused, "What is Law? Did someone said something to you at school, you can tell us anything." He pulled at his hat before speaking, "it's my fault for yelling at you b-but I-uhh my teacher s-she well she-"

"Law did you teacher say something to you? Did she hit you?" You were getting scared and angry but not at Law, never at him. He shook his head to which you calmed down, and he spoke again, "She didn't do- well- today is mother's day." Oh, you said nothing.

"T-the teacher gave us each a flower and she said "give it to your mother" as a gift, a-and I didn't cry but I felt sad and I didn't like that feeling so I got angry at you, I'm sorry I didn't mean to be mean to you like that, you are kind to me and you cook my favourite food a-and I yelled at you." He was crying again in your arms, you just hugged him, apparently your old school never stopped with this tradition you chuckled. "Don't cry, it's okay to feel like that Law, I know how you feel, trust me it's okay."

He pulled away to look at you, "H-How?", you smiled and whipped his tears, "When I was few years younger than you, my mama and papa separated. I was too young to understand why I just knew they didn't want me because they left me with my nana, and I went to the same school as you when I was your age, my teache used to do the Same. Every mothers day they would give us a flower to give to our mama's but I didn't have one," you smiled to stop your own tears, "so I used to give them to nana and tell her that it was a gift." Law blinked at you, "y-your mom didn't like you?" He asked "but why?" You shrugged, "sometimes people change but that doesn't mean I am alone, yes I was for most of my childhood but I am happy now, I have you, your Cora-San. You are my family, and I love you more than a mother can love her child because I see you as my own, and I am not mad at you for yelling at me at all, you call speak your heart out with me and I will always be there for you, sweetheart."

Law's lips quiver as he fell in your arms crying again before you noticed Corazon was standing by the door crying his eyes out when he heard your words, he too jumped to hug you as they both cried in your arms, you chuckled blinking the tears away, "Stop crying you big baby" you told Corazon but he only cried harder, "I love you so much." He said crying and you laughed at them both for being alike.

#trafalgar law x reader #Rosinante Donquixote #one piece law #corazon and law #law trafalgar #corazon x reader #corazon x you #one piece corazon #one piece headcanons #one piece imagine

[honestsycrets]

hi !! i love your writings so much, especially the Miguel ones (SPECIFICALLY THE ONE WHERE HE IS A DAD AHA-)

May I request a Miguel O'Hara fic/ blurb/ ( anything, really :D ) where he does the skin to skin contact with his newborn baby girl? thank you so much !! <33

❛ pairing | miguel o'hara x wifey!reader

❛ tags | fluff, family fic, post-birth scene, papa!miguel, Spanish is not translated.

❛ sy's notes | the amount of baby fics in my inbox—

Miguel never wanted to cause you pain. Less so, be responsible for it. The pain was a sacrifice that you were willing to make-- because you loved him. Pleading for a child, his little Mireya was all his idea. In your mind, it was only right that if you carried her for nine months, he would be the first to hold her. 

For all the nights of stroking your stomach and waiting in longing, he finally had what he wanted-- he finally had his little daughter. Her tiny little body was eclipsed by his massive muscle. She was impossibly small. He felt like a peasant or a beast, her small body enveloped in his bare arms. 

“Mi amor,” your exhausted voice was recognizable, but it didn’t register. Nothing did. He peeled away the paper-thin blanket from her plump lip for his first look at his little girl. His body felt impossibly warm, emotions bubbling in warm mirth and deep pride. “Can I... see her?” 

He doesn’t want to ignore you, but the little girl in his arms commands any ability he would have had to be a useful husband. He truly tried to be over the past nineteen hours of labor. Now, he’s busy being a father. 

“Miguel? Mireya should do skin-to-skin now,” the spider woman aiding your labor called. You willed her down with your hand and shook your sweat-slicked head at her. It was better to change the soiled sheets than to deal with Miguel. She nodded. 

“He needs a minute.”  For nine months, Mireya felt more like an idea than an attainable reality. Miguel did everything to make sure she was safe. Now here she was, her puffy lips petal pink. He knew her eyes would be the warmest shade of brown he’s ever seen, even with them firmly held shut. There was no doubt in his mind that she would be gorgeous. Miguel nestled her with practice in one arm, ghosting his index finger over her tiny button of a nose. After a few moments, he swayed toward the bed where you lay, body swollen and achy. You grimaced as you moved, your core red-hot. The spider woman made herself scarce, a lopsided smile on her lips.

Your fingers fluttered over the clean sheets to invite him over. Miguel complied with your wishes. He settled on the plush bed, shifting Mireya out of her warm blanket and onto his naked chest. Her small chest was against his, throwing his hand underneath your neck to urge you closer. Mireya’s soft cheek plastered against Miguel’s chest, their breaths heaving in near unison. Her peaceful rest seemed to relax something in Miguel as well, stroking her back as she slept, so impossibly small.

It was easy to be jealous of the way he looked at her— in full admiration, rapture, and pure love that you simply could not measure up to. You glanced at your little daughter, a smile pulling at your lips. For your part, you were unable to understand that this little girl, whose chest moved in time with Miguel’s, was yours too. It would come, in time, but for now, you were enamored with the delight that strikes Miguel's normally trained face.

“Mireya,” you murmured, slipping your finger against her tiny palm. Fully asleep, her tiny digits dangled over your index finger. “Your papa wants to see your eyes.” 

“Déjela,” Miguel murmured. “She’s tired.” 

“Already protecting her,” you shifted your finger away from Mireya’s hand, tracking the stubble that peppered Miguel’s jawline. “Where does that leave me?” 

Miguel clicked his teeth as your hand flicked off his chin. 

“Don’t be jealous already.” 

“Mmm,” you settled your head down, heavy eyes shifting shut. “I have to be. You’re a hard man to keep Miguelito.”

"Tch," as if giving him a child wouldn’t keep him busy. Miguel’s eyes tracked his small daughter’s soft breaths to your head that rested on his shoulder. His familia was complete, fully and wonderfully complete. As long as he didn’t get another case of baby fever, it would hopefully say that way. For now, it was just right.

“Gracias, Mami.” 

“Hm? For what?” 

“Por mi hija-- for Mireya.” 

#miguel ohara oneshot #miguel o'hara x you #miguel ohara x reader #miguel x reader #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara/reader #miguel o'hara x y/n #miguel o'hara oneshot #miguel imagines #spiderman fluff #miguel o'hara fanfiction #spiderman imagine #spiderman imagines #spiderman 2099 x you #atsv imagines #atsv imagine #atsv drabbles

[colourstreakgryffin]

hi! Please ignore this request if you don't want to do it/your request are closed.

Do you think you could do a part 2 to hells angel? Or at least like more bonding moments between the two Im in love with father alastor sm 😭🙏

It’s not closed! It’s open, wide open and yes, I’ll happily write more for Papa Alastor! I’ll happily continue the little saga of Papa Alastor and his little fawn! Kinda short but I hope that’s okay!

Alastor- Shopping Trip

“Is this one something you’d like, Princess?” Alastor asks gently, his voice both menacing because of the radio effect and soothing because of the genuine love pouring out uncontrollably, as he draws down an adorable puffy old-fashioned but colourful little dress, long sharp fingers snapped on the small silky shoulder straps slightly. A outfit just the right size for a young girl

Specifically, his little girl. Leitora, a unique deer-featured soul born from pure powerful demonic magic. The one now forming his own soul and heart, he is so glad birthing the little devil darling was successful

His precious baby daughter, a seven year old with matching little deer ears and crimson red gradient in her pretty long hair. She has been waiting a long time to be able to spend time with her father and now, Alastor has taken the whole day off from duties at the Hazbin Hotel, to spend it exploring a wild wondering sinner-filled shopping institution with his babygirl

“Yes, Père! I love it!” You immediately pipe out soft yet eccentric back, excited and hopping right in front of the Radio Demon as he quickly hooks this little clothing present onto the size-appropriate hanger it was originally left on and hands it to you without another word. He currently has a few more shopping bags over his left forearm and an another much bigger shopping bag over his right shoulder as well as your needed travel supplies in a cute old fashioned pastel schoolbag over both of his shoulders

Your father doesn’t mind carrying everything nor does he mind overspending. After all

This is a father-daughter all-day shopping trip

One. Two. Three. Four. Five. A pretty clothing store, full of women’s to men’s to children’s fashion. The fifth store you’ve gone in with Alastor since the pair of you woke up early in the morning and headed over to the biggest mall in the Pride Ring, the mall both of you stand in at this very moment. He has been needing to get you some new clothing for a while now so being able to get your opinion on the cute dresses, tights, accessorises, pyjamas and much more he picks out for you is simply perfect

Alastor has truly missed being able to spend time with you, even if it includes milking his credit card. You’re worth far more than all the wealth he’s stolen and gathered

Taking your hand with a lean down, Alastor waits patiently for you to take his offer as you quickly readjust the clothing store hanger holding up your cute little present. Moving that hanger from both hands to your wrist, you reach up and immediately grab his much bigger hand. Two to three fingers are enough to hold your whole hand, the size difference is simply precious

“Père! Père! Look! Look!” Speaking with a adorable little French accent upon pointing out and chiming excitedly in fluent French, Alastor’s crimson red eyes sharply fling away from the cute rows of female children’s clothing to the single rack of children’s hair accessorises to jewellery. The reason you pointed it out, only seconds after taking your beloved father’s hand was because you noticed something really pretty you wanted your father to see

“What is it, Princess?” Alastor lets you drag him over to the colourful rack, his own eyes wondering around with tall fluffy deer-like ears flicking a bit as if an instinctive twitch. You still have the dress your father handed to you and you reach up as a sign for Alastor to help you. Following your little cute pale fingers, the Overlord picks out a set retro pearl tassel hairpins. Something he never thought you’d like but it may fit with your red hair

He isn’t sure if he wants the metal touching your skull however, so he holds the white cardboard support holding the hairpins still, just scanning over them a bit firmly and if not protective over you

Until your voice breaks him out of his intense thought. His ears shooting up in shock as your own ears draw back slightly, not necessarily concerned but wondering why just a pair of cute accessorises would possibly make him fall so deep into a thinking trance

“Père… What’s wrong?” You’re now the one asking your father to speak to you with big sparkly eyes looking up at him, he takes a few seconds of his head shaking in slight disorientation before he finally gets back to his senses and speaks out his opinion, uncertain but yet uncertain if he wants to reject you

Alastor is not good at saying no to you, he’s good at giving out needed discipline and can be rather strict about specific things but when it comes to mundane things like a pair of mere hairpins, he doesn’t like to say no

What can be said? Alastor is the type of father to spoil his daughter absolutely rotten

“Princess… are you sure you want this one specifically?”

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel radio demon #hazbin hotel imagines #hazbin hotel characters #vivziepop hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel alastor #platonic alastor #platonic alastor x reader #father alastor #alastor x reader #alastor #father alastor x reader #radio demon x reader #radio demon #hazbin hotel short story #hazbin short story #father-daughter moments #Al’s a decent daddy #father short story #parent au