Girl Dad!hobie Headcanons Because It’s The Only Thing In My Mind ༉‧₊˚✧ .

girl dad!hobie headcanons because it’s the only thing in my mind ༉‧₊˚✧ .

girl dad!hobie who will wake up in the morning and admire both you and your daughter sleeping peacefully. and if you three sleep in the same bed, he’s squeezing you both into his arms and pressing kisses to your cheeks because he loves his girls so fucking much.

girl dad!hobie who is absolutely obsessed with his daughter’s cheeks. pinching, biting and poking them is his fav activity. especially when she presses her small face to his cheek, he might as well fucking melt.

girl dad!hobie who has his daughter always, and i mean always, in his arms. walks around the house holding her on one of his arms or puts her in a baby carrier while he helps you with chores. and don’t even think of removing her from her daddy because she starts kicking her little feet and fists and will not calm down until she’s back into her dad’s embrace.

girl dad!hobie who shows her off to everybody. she’s his proudest accomplishment “ain’t she cute? such a daddy’s girl… but pretty like her momma” and the moment someone points out how she’ll have people pilling after her when she gets older, he scrunches his nose in defense. “nah, willow ain’t allowed to get married ‘till she’s 30” and you roll your eyes “hobie..” “no, won’t hear it. can’t have no bloke break my babygirl’s heart”

girl dad!hobie who will, often at his daughter request, match with her. matching clothes, accessories and hair. her dad is her biggest role model and she often asks you to tie her curly hair into little buns, as to resemble his wicks (since she’s too young for them). and she’ll go around the house with her little toy guitar, imitating her father’s accent. hobie could might as well cry, she’s so cute.

girl dad!hobie who has invaded your gallery. you have thousands upon thousands of pics and videos of him and your daughter being two peas in a pot. she’s an identical copy of him. and the way she laughs once he rolls onto the floor with her and starts playing with her, tickling her as she kicks her feet and yells for him to stop. and the way he looks at her.. the way he looks back at you from behind the camera.. there’s not enough love in this world to explain the way he feels about his girls.

girl dad!hobie who frequently had full on conversations with his daughter before she learned how to speak. imagine waking up to hearing hobie talk, thinking your friends came over but he’s talking to his daughter as he feeds her “no way! how dare she? and you said that? good for ya’, girl. take shit from no one” and you can’t help but laugh at his goofiness. “um.. d’ya mind, mama? we talkin’ “

girl dad!hobie who will insist on his daughter spending some time with you two, so that “mommy doesn’t feel left out”. and she’ll always come to you, little hands caressing your face as she pouts and says “sorry for playing so much with daddy, i love you” and you always reassure her she has no reason to apologise. you knew your daughter loved you just as much. but hobie and her, they had a different bond. and you absolutely loved being a witness of it. made your heart melt everytime.

girl dad!hobie who is so hell bent on teaching his daughter what love is like. so he never fails to keep giving you attention, especially in front of her, since he wants her to know what she needs to look for in a romantic partner. because she “deserves nothing less than being treated like a princess”.

girl dad!hobie who is so attached to his daughter that he gets emotional often. she said her first word? he’s crying. she started to walk? he’s weeping. she smiled at him? he’s absolutely drowning in tears. it’s cute, really. their bond truly is unique.

girl dad!hobie who, once your daughter becomes a child (6-10 yrs old) will pick her up, throw her in the air, spin her around like she’s nothing but a feather. he’s grabbing her by the ankles and holding her upside down to mess with her while she yells at you between laughs to “tell daddy to put me down!” “you stole daddy’s food, thas’ what you get, rascal!”

girl dad!hobie who will always be the first to rush to his daughter’s room when he hears something’s wrong. who’ll let her cry on his shoulder. who’ll tell her that it’s fine if she doesn’t want to talk but will always listen. who always gives the best advice and always ends it with “no matter you decide, me and your mum will always love you. no matter what”

girl dad!hobie who will, however, take no insult towards you from his daughter. if he catches the two of you fight he will immediately intervene, talk through it with the both of you and tell his daughter that whatever she does, whatever problem she has she is never to speak to her mum that way. he absolutely hates seeing his favorite people fight.

girl dad!hobie who has movie nights with you two even if he knows you’ll both fall asleep before him. but you’ll both end up asleep on his chest, you to his right and your daughter to his left as she snores soundly. and he won’t have it anyway else.

girl dad!hobie who will 90% of the times will be sprawled on the couch with his daughter in his arms as they both sleep soundly, passed out from too much playtime. and the floor is filled with coloring books, sweets, chips, crayons and toys, the stereo playing some low-volume punk from his playlist. and what can you do other than peck both of their forehead and tidy up silently?

girl dad!hobie who will always be his daughter’s model. she wants him to wear this shirt? sure. and those pants? absolutely. and wear a pink ballerina tutu of her’s on top of all that? bring it on. and he’ll ask for matching makeup too. and accessories. outfit has to be complete. and he’ll strut into the living room, making you crack up with laughter as he juts his lip and asks “well.. whachu think? designer, willow brown. she’s pretty skilled if ya’ ask me” as your daughter smiles up at him and clings to his leg. “oh yes, so talented” you smiles as you kiss her forehead. “feelin’ like lovin’ on a model like me today?” he asks before bringing you in for a kiss while your daughter runs away, covering her eyes “EWWW DAAAAD”

and girl dad!hobie who will come up to you, hands sneaking to your waist that you’ve been so self conscious about since giving birth. and he’ll kiss your neck softly, gently etching praises into your skin as he wipes away every worry about the way you look. “if anythin’, you look better than before” “you know thats a lie” you turn to him as he smiles down at you “you think ‘m not gonna push you on this bed and keep you up all night? you’re crazy” and it makes you laugh because you know well enough he means it. “stop talkin’ on my girl like that, you’re perfect”

girl dad!hobie will always have his daughter as his priority. no matter what. he will always make time for family time, no doubt about it <3