#M@lb

[g4zzole4n]

Gazzoleen live at melkweg, 2002 / all pics taken by Danny

[yashley]

I could wax poetic about how this perfume would bring world peace, but I’d rather let my muse, Ashley Johnson, do it for you. 

[joeydaccord]

slay

[wehaveagathering]

Oh, we're having fun in Philly.

[significant-narratives]

seeing kniesy with an A makes me want to start biting things like that is our rookie who we drafted in 2021 who scored his first nhl goal in the first game of the second round that the leafs had previously been locked out of for 19 years. he broke our coyotes curse and was willing to die in boston for us despite, again, being a rookie. like that’s my guy that’s my darling that’s my star and now he’s wearing an A because team management deemed him worthy of that. are you seeing this. hello.

[stewykablooey]

me when im too busy to call my daughter because i have to close the portal or its over for new york

[klausysworld]

Can we please get more little Klaus with his mommy being clingy?

Little Behaviour

My fingers ran through Klaus’s curls as he slept with his head on my chest, face basically between my boobs as he breathed slowly. He nuzzled closer and mumbled in his sleep making me smile and kiss the top of his head. I glanced toward the closed curtains, a small gap allowing a steam of light into the room and over his body. His hair appeared more golden in the sunrise and I wished he would open his eyes so I could see the way the blue would shine against the light.

I shifted his face to the side, the sunlight making his plump lips appear redder and the little freckles that dusted the tops of his cheeks and nose were more visible. His lashes looked much longer and darker against his pale cheeks and my fingertip gently followed the slope of his nose and the little curve on the end making his face scrunch up and his face to hide back in-between my breasts.

I brought both hands to the back of his head, working my fingers against his scalp tenderly, moving them forward towards his hairline and around the crown of his head before being gentler around his temples. I moved them down to his ears and caressed them lightly before moving back round to the nape of his neck and repeating my actions. By the start of the third time round he was breathing much heavier against my chest, throaty moans leaving his parted lips when I rubbed certain spots.

I felt his lashes flutter against my skin as he pressed his open mouth to the valley of my breasts in a small kiss. This time when my hands went through his hair he was much more responsive and once I had finished he raised his head so his chin rest on my chest to look up at me. His lips pulled into a lazy smile and I beamed back at him.

“Good morning” he mumbled, a gruff edge to his voice.

“Did you sleep good Bunny?” I asked with a hum as I pushed his curls back, exposing his forehead and making him frown and push it back down as he nodded.

“Mmhm, did you?” He replied with a yawn and I nodded back at him. His eyes closed with eat time my hand brushed his hair back and another stretched out yawn left him. I twirled a lock of his hair, pulling it down by his eye and watching it spring back up.

“You’re so pretty” I whispered and his cheeks pinkened. He lowered his head back down to my chest making me chuckle “so adorable…like a little baby bunny” I whispered teasingly and he groaned

“Stopp” he whined, trying to his embarrassed blush against my chest so I moved against the mattress so my boobs would bounce against his face making him moan softly and muzzle between them. I laughed as his head shook side to side and he moved down lower. We both just slept naked usually, it was never worth putting the clothes on and he needed the skin on skin to calm him down.

I pulled the duvet back to watch his face pressed to them as his hands came up to grab each tit and squish himself between them. “Having fun Bun?” I hummed as his eyes looked up to mine. He growled softly making me raise a brow and get a hold of his chin, lifting his face and pushing myself up into a sitting position with him between my legs.

He kept staring at my breasts even once his head was level with mine and I chuckled again. He glanced to my eyes, his round and needy as he leaned closer, “please?” he whispered with a persuasive smile.

“You have ten minutes, then I have to go okay? I have work today and I won’t be home till later, but back for dinner, I promise.” I told him and he immediately drowned

“No” he stated stubbornly “no work, quit, stay home with me please” he nodded and wrapped his arms around my waist.

“Niklaus-“

“Bunny” he whined and I smiled

“I thought you didn’t like when I called you Bunny?” I questioned with a taunting tone and his lips pouted

“I got…accustomed to it” he flashed a grin. “Now…about this job…”

“I like my job, I have to go” I murmured and kissed his nose hoping it would be enough but his eyes only got glossier

“Please don’t leave” he whispered and I sighed softly

“Bunny…”

“I’ll do anything” he promised “I’ll leave your boobies alone” he smiled cheekily and I laughed

“Oh my boobies?” I teased and he nodded with a growing grin, his bright teeth on display.

“I’ll be good” he nods and I hum

“Perhaps I can have one sick day, just one!”

“Yes!” He whisper yelled and then frowned and glanced to my breasts “but…I don’t wanna leave them alone” he pouted and I rolled my eyes playfully.

“Go on then, but you have to behave the rest of the day”

“I will, promise.” He quickly agreed before his lips were latched onto a nipple and sucking greedily making me hiss

“Nik, gently. It’s morning remember” I murmured and he slowed down, usually by the evening they were erect and ready for his desperate mouth, unless he had on in his mouth in the night then they weren’t ready for him when I first woke. The majority of our days together consisted of me trying to do everyday tasks and him seeing what positions he could get into to ensure my tit remained within his tongues reach.

His eyes locked in mine as he suckled away eagerly and his hands kneaded at my chest like a kitten would a blanket. My hand went back to the top of his head, my nails gently scratching at his scalp making his eyes roll back and close and his teeth nipped and pulled at me.

“So needy and you just woke up” I murmured and he whined.

He was always so soft in the mornings, before anything or one had ruined his mood and wound him up. It was his most submissive state unless I had managed to keep him calm later on and of course once the clothes were off and we were between the sheets he was ready to do just about anything I said. Not that I stopped him from being dominant, he had his turns but he always ended up wanting to be looked after the next time anyways, it just worked best for us and made him feel more loved. I just hoped that today he would stay relaxed and little throughout the rest of the day.

That was another thing about him. He had taken to being little. It was a recent development, despite our relationship having lasted a few years now. It began small, him accidentally calling me Mommy and me doing slightly unnecessary things for him, like helping him dress and cutting his food. Then it got more serious and he got more emotional, then the embarrassment would kick in so we did a ton of research so he knew that what he was feeling wasn’t a bad thing and that other people had our relationship dynamic too. It shocked him but comforted him at the same time, he was glad to see the world evolving.

But he was very self conscious of his little behaviour. The high display of emotions and the lack of control he seemed to have when he slipped. So he tried his best to avoid it but he also knows that I love when he’s so dependent and baby so he lets go if he can.

He seemed to know that now was a good time as he switched boobs and squeezed the other. His obsession with my breasts ran deep, his eyes were always drawn there with or without his consent. Head liked to rest on them and hands seemed to cup them whenever he could. And when he was particularly subby and small, he loved to have them in his mouth like a baby.

And I never complained, well not unless we were out in public and he was sat there squeezing one and I had to remind him of the eyes around us.

But times like this especially, I didn’t have any desire to stop him. I encouraged him with soft words of encouragement making him moan a quiet “Mommy” as he nuzzled closer.

Once he was finished and had sunk his fangs into each breast before cleaning them up and healing me, we went downstairs for brunch. I poured him his milk and cooked him his bacon and pancakes. His eyes on my tits as he tipped the milk into his mouth making me raise my brows at him but his attention wasn’t exactly on my face to acknowledge my expression. A few times now he had begged me to have squirty cream on my boobs for him to lick up during our time together.

He wasn’t very good at hiding his desires and it was easy to lure it out of him if he did try to hide them. It’s how the whole breast obsession came to terms, I had to entice him more and more until he snapped and couldn’t stop himself from wrapping his lips around one.

One small issue was now it was hard to get him off, ever. For instance, the second he finished his food, he was tugging me to the couch so he could shove his face between my boobs and moan like the needy animal he was.

My Bunny, I called him. Originally because I knew it would piss him off, being compared to something so sweet, fluffy and innocent. Then because he liked to fuck a lot, breed like bunnies, and then because it just stuck. He was my breedable, sweet little bunny. And I knew he loved it, whether he would admit to it or not. He wanted to be my baby bunny.

I smiled at the thought and messed with his curls to fluff it out. “You aren’t even watching the film” I murmured with a smile as I watched his eyes rise to mine with a mischievous glint before blunt teeth were tugging at the skin of my breast making me grunt. “Nik” I groaned and he smirked up at me. “You said you’d be good” I mumbled

“I’m needy, mommy” he whimpered

“You’re clingy” I corrected and he grinned

“Only for you”

[sporesgalaxy]

GODDDDDDD I love Uta Onepiece so much. many examples but rn im thinking abt the way her existence turns a running gag from the early arcs about Luffy never having his crew-recruitment priorities straight (wanting a musician more than seemingly anything else) into a heartbreakingly adorable testament to how much Luffy cared about his friend. What EVERRRRRR

[columboscreens]

[19871997]

Jonathan Drouin scores in OT

“He was the best player on the ice,” Colorado coach Jared Bednar said of Drouin. “He was phenomenal tonight."

— PIT@COL, 24 Mar. 2024

[frostedpuffs]

here are the little illustrations i made for my collaboration with @miabrown007 for the @adrinettezine 💗 the zine is gorgeous, please consider checking it out, as well as reading mia's fic, "blinding lights", which these illustrations are paired with!

[sleevebuscemii]

all you need for a show to be watchable is a lil crush on a guy who makes you twirl your hair and a lil crush on a girl who you want to buy a house with

[jonasiegenthaler]

bringing a sort of hopelessly optimistic vibe to the rock that the devils don't really like

[buddyhollydiedforthis]

aziraphale and crowley having been walking about the vatican is what the pope was going on about

[lupi-usque-ad-finem]

ever since i was a young pup i knew i wanted to be a werewolf cowboy

[significant-narratives]

being the only hockey enjoyer in your family is so embarrassing. yeah sorry i was late to dinner, i was letting the toronto maple leafs dictate my mental health again.