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You were born with the anger of your father and his father before him. It is a bitter inheritance.

@horclogium replied to your post: the fact that No. 4 smirks eXTENDS MY GODDAMN LIFE...

he is too… too strong… my heart

Same energy

Like father, like son. <3

Rintaro and you try to keep your cute affections consistent after Akito.

Being young parents in love, it’s a much easier task on paper, the screaming toddler and said child clinging to your every limb definitely puts the slightest damper on things.

You try to sneak kisses in the hallway, passing each other during dinner, as you both go about your mornings, but it’s just beyond difficult when it comes to a tiny terror running amuck.

One who also seems to get jealous when he’s not included in affections regarding you. No peaceful hugs, no cuddling, and certainly no kisses when your son is around, who quickly toddles his way between you both to get that attention from you, then from Rin.

He loves being the center of attention, the center of your attentions, and while it is more than endearing to you, you can tell it is hitting Rintaro in areas he didn't know were possessive until he has to share you with a tiny, feral child.

And now, standing over a bowl of fruit, when you feel two arms snake around your waist, you melt into the touch, relishing in the attention for as long as you can.

“Hey momma,” he murmurs against your hair. “Going for my run, you need anything before I go?”

“Just my goodbye kiss,” you hum, and he grins as he leans down to press a kiss to your lips, and for a moment, you wrap your arms around his neck and forget about the rest of the world. Rin always has that effect on you, it’s amazing, and-

“Dadda no!” Akito whines, toddling over quickly.

Rintaro pulls back and furrows his brows in betrayal, “what do you mean no?”

“No k’mumma!” He commands, jamming himself between the two of you, a tiny palm pressing Rin's thigh to try and push him away from you. You bring your hands up to cover your mouth as to try and hide your laughter while Rintaro pouts his two year old. “My mumma,” he echos, wrapping his arms around your leg.

“Awww honey,” you coo, crouching down to curl Akito into your arms, kissing his chubby cheeks. “My akito boy.” He giggles at the attention, arms wrapping around you. You scoop him up, smiling as he curls against your chest.

“I’m not playing this game,” Rintaro grumbles. He leans down to kiss your head, only for a chubby hand to shove him away. “Akito.“

“My mumma.”

“I do not like this.”

“Hey. You were the favorite for a long time. It’s my turn,” you tease, planting a quick kiss to Rintaro’s cheek, “I’ll give you affection once you get back, he'll be eating breakfast by then, so I'll see what I can schedule you in for.” You send him a wink, and he pouts at your not-so-seriousness.

“You’d better,” he huffs. He looks at his son and sighs dramatically before trying to plant a kiss to his head, but he coos as Akito tips his head to get a kiss on the cheek. “It’s a good thing you’re so cute, kid.”

Shinsou: I’m gonna open a cat cafe, but I need investors. Here’s the plan. The first floor will have normal cats, but as you go up, each floor will have more and more dangerous cats, and at the top floor is me with a gun.

Part 12!

You have no idea how happy I am to draw him as a human again

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Look at that open ending.

Then look at me and look at how sorry I am.

(The face of someone who isn't sorry at all)

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honestly you would think Rayleigh gave birth to shanks the way they are just exactly the same person right down to their alcoholism, penchant for scheming love of sandals and other generally horrible fashion items.

In a world where Mihawk meets Shanks first, he later goes to challenge old man Rayleigh and it all starts to click into place. like "oh you're the reason I'm stuck with that" point to Shanks wearing an outfit a pattern blind person put togther.

Brad and Chris’ neighbor Luke made it big when he coined the term ‘mankini’ on National Bartender’s Day.

It was somewhat fitting given his dad invented the rear windshield wiper on St Patricks Day. Until his father’s stroke of luck, Luke drew lines on his socks with marker after every third wash.

So serious, so precious ☆⋆｡

If ATYD can be canon so can Severitus

Harry trying to prove Draco is a death eater but Ron and Hermione not taking it serious is the same as Snape trying to prove something was going on with Remus since hes ill once a month and disappears at night but Lily not believing it and I think that's so fucking funny. Why are they so similar in so many ways it's genuinely kinda crazy

Pictures taken moments before disaster

guess who finally started reading Like Father Like Son!

I'm just on Chapter 3 and I'm already sold, I'll definitely do some angsty fanart for this fic later. @eternalglitch this is a warning shot

just read all of "like father like son" in a day and a half and hey guys! what in the absolute hell world! oh my god!

IwaOi & KageHina → Parallels 💕           ↳ they’re such precious babies ♡ (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡

and here I thought I was a marauders era simp only

oH GOD PRETTY BOY POTTER hAS ME WRAPPED AROUND HIS FINGER IM SORRY ME 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

Harry def is the kinda guy to:

wink at you from across the great hall

walk up behind you while you guys study and run a hand under your shirt causing you to shudder

Groan when you gently tug his hair when making out

Get distracted by you during potions because he thinks the sight of being so focused is just so cute then have snaps walk up behind him and hit him with a book as ron laughed at him

Rail you in his quidditch jersey as it engulfed you in his scent because he liked seeing things that were his displayed so nicely and making beautiful sounds as he sent you over the edge several times

In this house we stan Harry -🐟

GETTING OVERSTUMULATED BY PRETTY BOY POTTER FUCK 😩😩😩😩

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CD: HEARTS.4.HEARTSS

𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳, 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘸𝘯.  𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘮𝘦, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶.  𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘦, 𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘐 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥. 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘐 𝘴𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨? 𝘠𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩. 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘐 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘧. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘪𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘥.

♛- @witchy-v1xen (The last days of Alicent Hightower through my perspective)

— Twin Size Mattress, The Front Bottoms

like father, like son by @eternalglitch

based on chapter 13

Sorry for no posts my cold’s gotten worse and I had to finish my commissions before I risk being bedridden 🥺 I will be back with part 11 so soon so fast it’s an interactive page I promise

Aaaaaaaand Fundy has gone crazy and gives no fucks anymore!

[c]Wilbur’s bad parenting has re-surfaced and now Fundy is paranoid that no one likes him... “like father like son” I guess (poor example but eh)

This is gonna be a fun war!