#I missed my baby

[averageludwig]

Demo in a kilt!

spent too much time on this wahhh trying out different stuff with my artstyle nothing big........ been a while since i drew him in any traditional attire woah!!! I missed it ty for the req :3

[scumpatrol]

oc: noemi lugo game: cyberpunk 2077

its been awhile for miss noemi, so I gave her a small overhaul with some new scars and complexion ^_^

[blitzy-blitzwing]

I’m back home, I can pick up my dog in a few hours, I go to work tomorrow, today is great. 😃😃

Debating on streaming. 🤓

[zack-is-silly]

MY BABYS HOME AGAIN

My babyyy<33

[rueclfer]

okay i have broken free from my izuku shackles where is touya <3

[brainpilled]

RETURN OF ROSIE 🥺❤️

[sexynetra]

I’m all healed now, Actually

[takamoris]

What sayest thou, master Matoya? We may accept this fate or defy it. But we cannot deny it.

[mrs-bluemarine]

WAHOO SPIDERVERSE TARANTULA HAWK IS REALL 🗣️

YURRRRRRR SPIDERVERSE PICREW OUT NEOWWWWWWWWWWWWW

PLEASE TRY IT AND SHOW ME CUZ I WANNA SEE YOUR SPIDERSONAS!!

[n0t-mil0]

HOME SWEET HOME GGGRRRRAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH

[maddiesfreaky]

[j-ack-in-the-box]

seeing yuto's face after years is like giving crack cocaine to a toddler 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[memeswithdrms]

dream jingled keys

[tarta-de-limon]

I had to join 💀

I don't think you want to see him again, Dami...

Edit: I FORGOT THE "INTO A COOKIE" NOOO

[rustic-space-fiddle]

Forgive me.

[emmyrosee]

Fluffy fluffy prompt to hubby sukuna or whom ever you choose “awnn my poor baby come here” then he slowly walks towards you rubbing his eyes all soft and tired 🥺

There’s a low grumble behind you that snaps you out of your slicing of fruit, but you merely brush it off before moving onto the next strawberry.

Then, the grumble ripples through the air again, and you keep slicing, trying your best to ignore the noise.

It happens a third time. You giggle, “what, baby?” You put the knife down and turn to face Sukuna, arms crossing over your chest as you look him up and down.

He looks childish, with the comforter wrapped around his shoulders and hair ruffled around messily. His eyes are puffy from sleep and his cheeks hold a little flush, but his lips are still pouted in a scowl. “You left me alone in bed,” he grumbles. “I told you not to do that. Bed gets too cold.”

“Is that the only reason you don’t like me leaving the bed?” You ask, knowing the real answer. But you also know he’ll never say it. He’s stubborn like that.

He offers you a roll of his eyes, “yes, and I hate the cold. You’re aware of this.”

“My poor baby,” you tease, opening your arms for him to shamble into. “C’mere. Let me warm you back up from the mean, evil, cold covers.”

“You’d better,” he murmurs, stalking towards you and into your arms. He opens his own to reveal the corners of the blanket balled into his big fists, and when he embraces you, you’re shrouded in darkness but melting into the warmth that his chest brews. Your laugh softly, and burrow into his chest, which rumbles with a hum in confusion. "Somethin' funny under there?"

"Just dark," you say, wrapping your arms around his waist and gently squeezing him out of cute aggression. "I also can't really breathe, so-"

"Good," he says, resting his head on top of yours, tightening his arms to keep you in place. "Won't have to deal with your ass leaving the bed, messing up my sleep." You laugh some more, only to send a few pokes to his waist, making him jerk away from you and loosen his hold.

"Who's gonna cuddle you at night then?"

"I'm a man, I don't need cuddles."

When you do, however, try to get out of his arms, he grumbles and pulls you tighter again, with an annoyed grunt. "No."

"That's what I thought, Sukuna."