#; bebe

[channydraws]

I missed my lineless doodles and made these fellas (probably cause I watched someone play the incredibox sprunki mod)

Erer slander below:

[sebbiesolace]

[It only took a few minutes for Cradle to get to the Blacksite basecamp, kicking open crates and putting Weed and Bebe in them. For once, it was gentle, reachingo ut to give them both headpets, before closing the crate doors with a resounding 'clunk'.]

"Your pauldron REEKS of that orange guy."

"Allo."

"Whatever. Clean it off."

"No. Fuck off."

[Deaths Door paused, kicking Cradle in the shin, before walking off.]

"Suit yourself, o' glorious leader. I have some Squiddles to kill."

"Good. You have 13 on your plate."

[Cradle sat down, once again rubbing at its forearm, where Allo had landed a hit. Surely Kraken wouldn't kill him- Surely he would share a shred of mercy.]

[He wouldn't. He was teamed up with the rest of them.]

[Would he? What if he wasn't?]

The water was always bitingly cold, no matter how much, how often, Allo swam through it. His kitchen was running low on some ingredients, though, so… It wasn’t optional, to search the Blacksite. It was all too necessary.

What he couldn't have expected, though, was to be met with an all-too-familiar sight. Cats Cradle, the soldier that had attacked him only days previous, along with 2 others.

So it wasn’t alone.

The three were chatting amongst themselves, the one with purple armor and Cradle almost screaming at each other, whereas the one in green was dead silent, leaning into the conversation nonetheless.

There was a locked chest, with what appeared to be ink seeping out of it, along with a collected mass of… research. Just research. Crates worth of it. And all the while, none of them were even looking in Allos direction, seemingly focused on…. Whatever they were talking about. It was hard to listen to them, with just how.. Loud, they were.

(sorry for taking the reins for a sec <:3)

(your good buddy :3)

Allo was puzzled , confused the right word that definitely fit would be bamboozled. He recognized CC easily. He was still sour at how he was treated especially the pain of tongues healing.

He glanced about trying to see if there was a way out besides the watery path he took and not wanting to be busted. He swam slowly going behind the nearest debris hunkering down and trying to see what he could over hear on this group.

He wouldn't stay long but it would be nice to know why the fuck these people were here.

[fima11]

I have a headcanon that Leona was born with redder hair that darkened only with age.

like pigmentless, and skin covered in freckles-spots (which got washed out with age). Like a real lion cub.

How your cat be looking at you before bodyslamming you and shredding your skin into million pieces.

[sleepy-bebby]

[wombrion]

kity

[colinarmistead]

odd colored charlottes, shout out if u can tell what these two are references to

[gzeidraws]

socialising 🎶

[vhsghostricks]

angels

[a-state-of-bliss]

Bebe Fall/Wint 1999 - Adriana Lima by Ellen Von Unwerth

[say0ranarts]

nagisa (+ bebe) from pmmm rebellion!🍬 - print commissioned by her english VA, Xanthe Huynh!

[im-not-buying-it-ether]

I love Billy being the shortest lil guy to ever Guy™️ and Captain Marvel to just be a solid unit

Like look at this sort of stuff???

Bigger than Batman AND Superman?!? My kinda stuff man

[ciades]

✪ — WINNER TAKES IT ALL ; bada lee x f!reader | !SPOILERS!

summary: it all comes down to this: bada’s just won street woman fighter, and needs someone to celebrate with. (spoiler: overstimulation + 🧠 from bada) the mighty fall universe

pairing: bada lee x swf2!f!reader

warning: SMUT!! it’s intense + not for the faint hearted. you’re responsible for what you read <3

Bada’s eaten you out plenty of times before.

But never like this— never with this intensity. You’re blushing furiously as she adjusts you, hooking one calf over her shoulder so she can nuzzle up against your cunt.

“This pussy is my reward, isn’t it?,” She murmurs, never before sounding so undone, so starved. “I won the competition, so I get to put my mouth on this pretty cunt, don’t I?” Before you can think of a reply to give her, Bada parts your labia with her fingers, pouncing forward to lick into you.

You let out a yelp, legs tensing automatically, digging your heels into her back as her rough tongue laps over your folds. The cold edges of the bathroom sink dig into your ass, and your thankful for Bada keeping you balanced and supporting most of your weight. Every flick of her tongue is precise and experienced, making you shiver as her nose rubs against your clit. The sensation has your back arching, a rising pressure— you’re sensitive.

“Bada,” you whine helplessly, no other option but to reach down and hold onto her hair. Bada hums against your pussy in affirmation, effortlessly sinking two fingers into your dripping heat. Your cunt stretches and clenches around the intrusion, and when she adds the third, a high-pitched moan escapes your mouth.

Bada moans in response at your pleasure, the sound vibrating through your core. You can feel her smiling against your skin.

Your hand, previously stroking her hair, clenches a fist against her now mussled locks. A loud groan leaves Bada’s mouth at the pulling sensation, lips latching onto your clit and sucking hard.

It all feels too much, you’re too hot, sweating in the white and pink outfit your Jam Republic team mates chose for you. Your dress is wrinkled from being pulled up to your hips by Bada. You’re breathing heavily and Bada purrs. She purrs and the sound goes straight to your clit.

“You- you feel so good, Bada please-“ Now you’re begging, but unsure what for. Your vision blurs when she starts fucking her fingers into you even faster, the squelching sound almost too loud to bear. Bada continues her devilish pace until the pressure in your belly builds, and builds, and—

“Wait!—“ You sob, but it’s too late. Bada pushes a fourth finger inside and you feel so full , drooling out another gush of slick, which Bada licks up.

The world blurs through the wetness of your lashes, on the wet heat of your breath puffing against your own hand in attempts to silence yourself, on Bada’s fingers, nudging you open as deep as she can go. It stings, but your toes curl. It stings, but your thighs shake, you whisper things like deeper, harder, don’t stop, don’t stop—

Your orgasm is sudden and splintering. You choke on a cry, your wetness gushing out of you and spilling onto Bada’s hand, which is still thrusting in and out in an eye-roll inducing rhythm. Bada laps it up eagerly, chasing your taste and nipping hard at your clit until you shake.

You’re oversensitive, nearly numb from the after shock, pussy flushed and twitching from Bada’s administrations. Bada drinks your release all through your orgasm, only stopping when you fist a hand in her hair and pull her away.

“B-bada,” You hiccup, flushed and trembling, “Too much.”

Bada rises from between your legs, face drenched with your slick, eyes wild and gleaming. She keeps her fingers plugged into your cunt for a few seconds, stroking your inner walls until you’re shaking.

“Good girl,” Bada says roughly, gently pulling her hand out of you, turning her head to plant kisses on your thighs. “My baby’s always so good for me, isn’t she?”

You just hum and smile in agreement, too tired to say more. Bada stands up and lets you collect yourself for a few moments before you both have to return to the celebration, peppers your face with kisses, moving flyaway strands behind your ears in a move so gentle you feel like crying.

“All those prizes and you’re the best gift yet.” She teases.

A scoff escapes you, raising your arms to engulf her in a hug. “Have I told you how proud I am? How much I loved seeing you dance on that stage?”

“I think you’ve shown me that plenty already, y/n.”

© BADAGF

[popcornhee]

Doodling lots today, my two favs so far. Marlene and pandora (@industrations version🫶)

[lxynn25]

[wombrion]

enemy of cheese

[colinarmistead]

would you eat this burger for 5 billion dollars