Single Father

artsy-wolf96  asked:

Can you give me a list of DILF! Eren? I can't seem to ever find any, so yeah^^

You have truly come to the right place! There’s an ask [here] full of DILF!Eren, and I’ve found some more for ya! Truly, age gaps & single fathers are my favourite fic tropes.

Sartorial Elegance
Summary: Garrison Fine Tailored Clothing is famous in the men’s clothing industry for bespoke and made-to-measure suits. Their head tailor Levi has a hard time keeping his eyes off the new salesman upstairs, and not just because his trousers need tailoring properly.

Tipping Over
Summary: Isabel and Levi get kicked out of class, Eren gives them advice, and Levi and him talk alone.

My Old Friend
Summary: When Levi was a teenager, the unrequited love of his life was Eren, his best friend’s father. Fifteen years later, Levi finds himself back in Whitecrest Cove to sell his late uncle’s house.

I Wanna Be Yours
Summary: Levi is extremely skilled when it comes to babysitting Isabel Jaeger and pining after Eren Jaeger. If only jobs would take those skills as applicable qualities of an employee.

Surprise, Surprise
Summary: “You little minx, you have no idea what you’ve been doing to me - or rather, I think you know exactly what you’ve been doing.”

Neck
Summary: “No, you’re fine, I just – Eren why won’t you let me near your neck when we’re having sex?”
     “I – wow you noticed that, huh?”

>>M.

anonymous asked:

Can y'all recommend any single dad au? Thanks!

Hello! This is one of my favorite plots ever, tbh. Especially single dad Eren and like, boss Levi. I love it. There are a few below, but feel free to check out the [DILF Eren] ask as well, because that has a few in.

Moments of Grace
Summary: “It’s not going to be an easy road,” Levi said, “but the right path never is. Do you regret taking custody? Do you regret your daughter?”
     “No!” Eren said, anger flashing across his face.
     “Good. Remember that on the days when you’re struggling.”

I’m Glad You Didn’t Listen
Summary: “Can you be my daddy’s boyfriend? He’s really lonely and I think you could make him happy!”

>>M.

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Behind the Scenes of Single Father

Interview with DT from the press pack:

And is it true you went bowling with your “family” before the shoot started?
We did indeed. We all had such a laugh and threw ourselves into it from the off. It was a funny one because back at the beginning we were trying to fashion a family bond to try and make the drama feel as real as possible.

Instead of lengthy rehearsals on set, we just hung out and got to know each other bowling and playing football in the park.

Did you beat them at bowling?!
Well, it’s not that I didn’t win, you understand, they were given the bowling “bumpers” as help, which I thought was grossly unfair, quite frankly!

I told them I had been the Scottish Under-17 Bowling Champion just to unnerve them – but it didn’t seem to work. But, at the end of the day, they had the bumpers to help them - not that I’m bitter, not that I’m being competitive against children. I wouldn’t want you to think that!

Dress up - Request

Requested by anon:  can i have request where you’re dean’s daughter (5-7) and you ask him to play dress up with you?

Summary: After a hunt, the brothers go back home. Dean’s daughter, (Y/N) asks him to play dress up with her and he can’t say no.

Pairing: Father!Dean x Daughter!reader

Word count: 1,261

Warnings: None.

A/N: This was haaaaaard.

Enjoy!

Originally posted by demondetoxmanual

“Daddy! Daddy!” The little girl called as Dean entered the bunker. Castiel and she were at the library, reading some of the few fairy tales the Men of Letters kept (for research of course). The angel had taken care of her while the brothers solved a case nearby.

The little girl was just five, but she was as clever as an older child and maybe even more. She memorized lore books like one memorizes their favourite song, and she was a real bad-ass that didn’t really feel frightened of monsters, for daddy would always keep her safe from them.

Dean ran to his daughter at the same time she jumped from Cas’ lap. They found each other very close to the stair case and melted into a loving hug. He had only been away for a week, but being so far away from his daughter made him feel like a day was ages.

“I miss you.” She mumbled, hiding her tiny face on the sweaty crook of his neck.

“I miss you too, (Y/N/N).” Dean replied. Sam and Cas stared at the scene lovingly from afar.

“Daddy!” She giggled, “I’m an old girl now, you have to call me by my full name.”

“Okay,” Dean smiled, and the girl pulled away to meet face to face with her father, “(Y/N) Winchester, I missed you.”

Another giggle left her lips and her chubby cheeks blushed. Dean fell in awe with his daughter, her innocence and her happiness in spite of the life she lived – the same life Dean grew up with, but not quite as traumatic for Dean knew better than his own father.

“Isn’t there going to be a hug for Uncle Sam?” Sam inquired, approaching the pair. The girl squealed and extended her arms for Sam to carry her.

After those minutes of rejoice and a meal prepared by Castiel – who had learned how to cook basic plates in order to babysit (Y/N) – Sam went to his room, Castiel went back to the library and Dean accompanied his daughter to that tiny bedroom beside his that they had adapted for her.

In spite of the military essence the whole bunker expelled, the cartoon bed-sheets and the bunch of Barbie dolls spread on the floor made it clear that a little girl slept there.

“Uncle Cas didn’t ask you to pick up, huh?” Dean muttered as he picked the dolls with each step he gave.

“Nope.” She shook her head nonchalantly.

Dean flopped on her bed, feeling the relief of the soft mattress. It had been an awfully rough hunt, and he was tired and bruised – although he wouldn’t admit it to his daughter – and he wanted to sleep for two days in a row.

(Y/N), on the other hand, craved to play with her dad. That’s why she walked confidently to her closet and opened the door to reveal lots of sparkling dresses Charlie, Kevin, Sam, Castiel, Jody and even Rowena had so kindly gifted her. Dean was the kind of dad to dress her girl like a tough kick-ass huntress, and he didn’t understand why a girl in such life would need princess dresses, but he didn’t complain when everyone else gave those ones to her.

“Daddy?” She inquired, looking back at her bed. Dean had his eyes shut, and he barely flinched at her voice.

“Hmm?”

“Can we play dress up?” Dean left a heavy sigh out, but he didn’t refuse; (Y/N) had a power over him nobody else had, and he couldn’t say no to her.

He stood up tiredly and walked towards her, sitting at the floor, right by her side. “What will we be today?”

“I was thinking we could be British fairies drinking tea.” She offered.

“You know fairies drink cream, not tea, right?” Dean mocked her. (Y/N) rolled her eyes and smiled at him.

“Of course I do.” She said, “But… The fairies in fairy tales aren’t that bad.”

“British fairies it is.”

-

“More tea, Mrs. Lollypopsprinkles?” (Y/N) asked in a fake British accent.  She was using her fairy wings, along with a hat that she felt look too British not to be British – when in reality it was a hand knitted beanie with a daisy pin – and one of her sparkling dresses.

“That would be lovely, thank you Miss Flowerbloomingelephant.” Dean replied with a perfect British accent.

They were at the bed, using a pillow as a table. (Y/N) grabbed the plastic teapot from the middle of the pillow and pretended to serve tea in Dean’s cup, unbalancing the whole tea set a little, but not enough for it to fall.

Dean had another knitted beanie, which of course looked more like a kippah on him, and a pink blanket over his shoulders to pretend a dress. (Y/N) stared at him as he took the recently served tea cup and pretended to drink it.

“You look so pale, Mrs. Lollypopsprinkles.” She observed.

“The cold weather, perhaps.” Dean replied, “The meadow had never faced a winter as cold as this.”

“I beg to differ.” Dean squinted at her word choice but didn’t go out of character. It was usual for (Y/N) to learn new words and expressions, for she read loads of grown up books. “I believe it’s a lack of colour.”

Dean knew where she was going.

He nodded and leaned back on the rest of the pillows left. (Y/N) chuckled, she always got what she wanted, and jumped out of bed to look for her make up bag without caring that the tea set had fallen off the pillow.

She grabbed the tiny pink bag and got back up. She opened it and took a small lipstick out.

“Pucker up.” She commanded and Dean did so, without worrying if he looked ridiculous.

It was a bubble gum pink lipstick, very creamy. But Dean allowed her to paint his usually pink lips and even outline them. Then, she took out a butterfly-shaped eyeshadow kit from which she picked lavender purple that was soon spread from his lash line to his eyebrows. Then, she took out the blush and spread it in a circle shaped across his defined cheekbones. She also added a few lines and dot here and there to make him look more fairies like.

“Now you don’t look pale.”  She giggled. Dean smiled foolishly at her to make her laugh – which she did.

“But you do look pale.” He commented.

(Y/N) extended the bag to him and Dean proceeded to paint her. He wasn’t a professional but he had seen so many women all over the years re-applying their makeup that it wasn’t that hard to get his daughter to look like a gorgeous fairy.

Pale pink lips, pink eyeshadow and a slight blush as well as glitter at her temples and a tiny heart drawn with a red lipstick at one of her cheeks. She was lovely.

(Y/N) took a tiny plastic mirror from her night table and stared at her reflection. “It’s so pretty!” She squealed and threw herself to her father’s arms. Dean received her into a warm hug. “Thank you, daddy.”

-

“Hey, Dean, I…” Sam stopped mid-sentence. He had his laptop in one hand and the door knob in the other. Dean and (Y/N) were still drinking imaginary tea  with their makeup on. “What are you doing?”

“Tea party.” (Y/N) replied.

“Can I play?” Sam inquired. (Y/N) and Dean shared a compliance look.

“You’ll need some colour, though.” Dean joked.

“I can handle that.” Sam was quick to respond.

“Then you’re welcome, Mrs. Hollymollymoose.”


*Requests are ALWAYS open.*

Tags: @deanwssister @coffeebreakandwinchesters

anonymous asked:

hi!! been following your page for a while now, i did read your FAQ and recommended list so hopefully I didn't miss anything and my question hasn't been asked before, but can you recommend any manga series where main character's love interest is a single father who has a child? thank you!

Ooh, thanks for reading the pages! I was losing hope, thinking people never bothered to read them! x)

Sorry, I wasn’t able to find many. :’) I haven’t read much with that specific request. If anyone has recommendations they can add, please message me and I’ll add it onto here!