#WITTLE BABY!!! 🥺💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

[holyadoptionpapersbatman]

*INTERNAL SCREAMING*

@holyadoptionpapersbatman doodle of little Damian saying “baba” as requested 💚💚💚

[timothyslucy]

tim: "i want magic. is that so bad? i want the music to swell. i want the wind to blow. i want the clouds to part."

genny: 🤨

tim: "love! magic! something exciting!"

genny: "why are you yelling?"

tim: "BECAUSE I AM EMBARRASSED!"

[brokenlittlebabydoll]

Drooly wittle baby 🍼 🧸🥺💕

[dancingdonatello]

Hello ! I hope I'm not requesting in a wrong time ! I like more platonic stuff so platonic one shot with the four bros united (rise bros)

Reader is the youngest sibling.

So I had this idea :

How about the rise bros helping their youngest sibling who's scared of the loud noises from a big thunderstorm ⛈️ like it hurts Thier ears and they are hiding under Thier bed crying because they're scared.

I love fluffy comforting big fictional bros 🥺💕

rottmnt x sib reader

There was nothing worse than thunderstorms.

The way it echoed through your underground home was terrifying. It bounced off the tunnels and became a deafening incomprensible roar. Usually, you were too caught off guard to even think of the chance of it being a thunderstorm. You usually would think it was something terrifying making that hurtful noise so you would go hide before you thought it completely through.

Mikey was usually the first to find you. He’d peer under your bed to see if you were there—which you always were. Then he’d join you, just chilling as you two waited for your three older brothers to come. He’d tell you about the art projects he wanted to do or if this was in the middle of the night, he’d tell you about the dreams he was having.

Then Leo would barge in and forcefully drag you out from your bed in the most traumatizing way only an older brother could manage to do. Luckily, Raph would pull you away from him and wrap you with a fluffy blanket. He’d set you on the bed just in time for Donnie to march in with your old and busted speaker.

“Turtle pile!” Raph flopped onto the bed, making you bounce with his weight hitting the bed beside you. Mikey and Leo would climb in to join and then the four of you would watch Donnie fiddle with the speaker.

“It won’t work?” Mikey yawned out and leaned against your back sleepily.

Donnie had placed it on the ground to inspect it, grumbling and complaining about how old and old tech it was.

“Kick it,” you told him, your first words since they all stormed into your room.

“It’s not going to turn on it you kick it, that’s be preposterous.” Donnie hesitated for a moment, clearly considering your words before he gave in and kicked it. It turned on. “Stupid old thing… Could totally make you a brand new one but you always refuse…”

“Poor wittle baby,” Leo cooed, pulling you into a hug. “Scwared of the storms…” You squirmed in his hold, displeased at the teasing.

“Do I need to bring up how you wouldn’t look at cucumbers for years because you were convinced they were snakes?” Raph asked in a fake sweet voice, the threat clear underneath his tone.

Donnie climbed onto his back, joining the pile. “I would love for you to bring that up.”

“Hahaha, no need, hermano!” Leo pulled you closer, as if trying to hide behind your body or use you as a shield. Mikey laughed a little too loudly for Leo’s liking. “Hey, Miguel, remember when you hid in your shell for days because of a clown horn noise, dear brother of mine?”

“You wouldn’t dare…” Mikey glared.

“Okay, okay, enough blackmailing each other with things we’re scared of!” Raph reached over and shut the lights off. “Let’s sleep until the storm is over. Mad Dogs… lights off.”

“You don’t say, ‘lights off’ when the lights are already off, Raph.”

They were arguing again. At least you couldn’t hear the thunder over their shouts and your crappy music speaker.

[lowcallyfruity]

IM SCREAMING

i don't know what's worst than being put to eternal sleep by a fae when we have honest fellow doing absolute human trafficking by turning humans, flesh and blood, into puppets by slowly turning their internal and external extremities into literal wood then selling them off. they can't speak, can't move, they're good as dead. they're just human mannequins???? like rollo's scheme looked like child's play at this point and mal's look so harmless like WHAT

[orchidvioletindigo]

The headline: New York man is fighting 💪💪 to get his beloved 💕 several hundred pound pet alligator 🥺🐊🥺 back after it was seized by the state 😢😢😢

Buried in the article: The alligator's owner let people swim with, pet, and kiss the animal without taping its jaws shut. Authorities say the gator has unaddressed spinal problems.

The Facebook comments:

"Let him have his poor wittle baby back! 😭😭😭" x10

"This is what happens when you vote Democrat"

"CPS doesn't take enough people's children away"

[avionvadion]

My Treecko daughter!!!!! Shout out to @winterspellsfrozenkit for trading me her!!! I love Emerald so much. 🥺💕

PROFESSOR JAQC GAVE ME A TURTWIG EGG!!!!! AHHHHH HOW DID HE KNOW!??? Sorry, Hassel, I have a new favorite teacher now.

Look at his wittle turtle smile 🥺 baby boy baby. No thoughts, head empty, just complete and utter cuteness. AGHHHH MY HEART.

Children grow up so fast. 🥺

I took an adorable video of Emerald doing zoomies with Ogerpon cheering her on, but tumblr is being mean and not letting me upload it. 😭 It’s like twelve seconds long. It’s so precious.

Update: wait I think it’s working now!!!

[letstalkaboutfandomsbaby]

I'm always down to talk about my favorite garbage man™

I like to think Naoya's mom was the only positive, semi-healthy relationship he had in the Zen'in household. Everyone else was so focused on power and competition that he was never able to have an actual relationship with his siblings or even his father who probably put a lot of pressure on him as the "golden child."

I like the idea that, with his mom, Naoya actually had the potential to grow up normal. She was kind and pushed for Naoya to be as well, but then she died. She died and the only influence left in Naoya's life was the toxic Jujutsu System that saw kindness as weakness

So he grew into who he is now. Arrogant, power hungry, and cruel. But I like to think the women he's attracted to remind him of his mother.

He thinks it's just her kindness. She was so soft-spoken and sweet and nurturing, but when he stops to really remember her, he realizes she was really strong.

Strong in character. She was confident and cunning and could quiet a room with a single firm stare. He probably tries to deny admiring those traits because it's not a woman's place, but the quiet dignity she had was admirable.

Momma's boy Naoya. A tragedy of a boy who could've turned into an upstanding man if not for the toxic Jujutsu System

Momma's boy Naoya 🥺😭💕 my wittle man, so sweet and precious

I often wonder where Naoya's misogyny comes from bc although the jujutsu world he grew up in was misogynistic, he could've still become an upstanding guy who wasn't a misogynist. Sometimes i imagine that his mom left the clan and left him behind and that's where his dislike for women stems from but i also like the idea of him being a momma's boy and just being a big baby, i bet he was such a cute baby too 🥺

Naoya probably likes women that challenge him bc they remind him of his mom, a woman who did her best to stand strong with her head held high. He may think a woman should know her place, but he still wants a woman who can be independent and take care of herself and their child, so he wouldn't like a woman who's outright rude and crass but he doesn't want a woman too soft either, he needs a good medium to be happy. Geez, now im thinking about Naoya's taste in women sksksk

[ilikeicecoffee-blog]

GIRL, YOU KILLED IT WITH THIS ONE🔥💕 I LOVE IT SO MUCH, the way you colored and detailed this, chef's kiss💕 and I instantly read Kamek's dialogue in his voice, of course🤭🤭

And wittle baby Clem🥺❤️ If there's even one hair missing from that babies' head, Kamek is going bye-bye😭

kamek is regretting every life decision that led up to that point

[4t0wn]

Genuinely going to punch the next person that infantilizes Tae Young I'm getting tired of it

[littlepadika]

Hi hi hi Padi! I’m on a camping trip by myself and I had to drive for 8 hours yesterday, but I had the best daydream about daddy Fwankie and I really wanted to share it with you!!! ☺️💕

I imagine that daddy Frankie would love taking you on a big camping/road trip. His truck’s packed full and he’s got a bunch of big playlists downloaded so you can sing as loud as you want to all your favourites. He gives you the very special job of being treasurer of the snacks, so the cooler is just behind your seat and is packed with drinks and treats, but Frankie filled it with lots of healthy food too so that you don’t get a tummy ache.

Whenever you start getting restless and fussy, he usually finds the nearest rest stop or park so you can get out and run around, rather than just giving you your phone to keep you occupied. If there’s nobody around, he usually encourages you to play on the playground, happily joining in and grinning the whole time as he watches you get all your energy out. Afterward, once you’re tired out, he tucks you into your seat with your special road-trip stuffie and your blanket so you can take a little nap.

When you reach the campground for the night, you have your own list of tasks to do to help set up camp, like taking the day’s garbage out of the truck and filling up the water jug from the campground tap. Frankie insists on a double sleeping bag for in the tent so you can still sleep curled up against him, and if you wake up in the night needing the bathroom, he’s always walks with you and stands outside keeping guard so no wildlife (or people) sneak up on you.

Frankie plans a bunch of fun hikes for you to go on as well. He carries one of his old army backpacks on hikes because his back is used to it, but he realized that you also needed your own bag just in case something ever happened and you got separated from him, so he found a small tactical style bag and bought you some fun velcro patches to stick on it so you could make it your own.

He normally packs it for you before a hike, until one day you insist that you want to learn to pack it yourself, so he makes you a little checklist and will pack your bag with you.

Before a hike close to the end of your trip, you’re standing at the tailgate of the truck, all your hiking supplies neatly laid out as you slip everything into their respective pockets, Frankie watching silently over your shoulder.

“Did I get everyfing, daddy?” You ask, turning around to look for his approval.

He gives everything a once over, tugging on the first aid pouch to make sure you attached it properly to the outside of the bag.

“You got everything, sweet pea!” he grins. “You’re gettin’ so good that soon you won’t even need daddy to come with you!”

“What? No!!!” You gasp, launching yourself at him and wrapping your arms tight around his middle, as if he was going to send you off to hike by yourself that very minute. “Don’t wan’ go wifout daddy!”

“Daddy was only kidding, baby. I wouldn’t ever make you go by yourself unless you really wanted to,” he reassures you, hugging you tightly until you realize that he was only making a joke. Eventually, he lifts you up onto the tailgate of the truck, leaning in to press a kiss to your forehead as he tells you how proud he is of you, and how he never wants this trip to end. 🥺

(Could I be 🧸 anon if it’s not taken?)

Holy shit my dear what did I do to deserve this!?! This is such a sweet and well written drabble and I am wittle now wahhh I wanna go camping with daddy fwankie and show him all I’ve learned and hear him say he’s pwoud of meeee 🥺💗 and the thought of him pulling over so I can play and he watches with heart eyes ahhh I love every word of this 🤩 thankie thankie

[rustic-oak-mori]

could you please do headcannons for what Anna would be like as a mother?

(ooh loving the wholesome vibes. Mama Anna best Anna 🥰)

Anna as a mother

The. Most. Loving. Supportive. Mama. Out. There.

She would want to be called Mama.

She will treasure your wee bab, building them a little nursery from the strongest wood she can find in her forest, complete with cute little toys and trinkets for them to play with (without choking, of course).

The kiddos will never go hungry. Ever. Meals are family time in her household, full of warm food and happy stories.

She'll extend the perimeter of her cottage with fences so the baby has room to play without big scary forest mammals coming and endangering them. And she would 1000% set up an outdoor swing-set for the wee'un.

Because Anna has a protective spirit, she'll avoid bringing animal carcasses into the cottage, opting to keep them in her shed until she knows the baby is occupied/asleep. Doesn't want to frighten her little angel 🥺

Lullabies. That's it. Singing and rocking her baby to sleep every night.

When they're old enough for bedtime stories, she'll tone down tales of her hunts and add in stories about will-o'-wisps and other cute mythical forest creatures. Watching their adorable little eyes widen with awe is just 💕

One thing Mama Anna is wary of is making sure her babies aren't isolated from other kids their age. She'll walk them to a busstop every morning so they can take the school bus, pick them up and carry them home on her shoulders in the afternoon.

She'll definitely want more than one bab (so they will never feel lonely).

Arts and crafts and baking are musts for family activities. Anna will make them masks to paint, they can paint the vegetable patch signs, the works. Letting them "help" with baking cookies - they stir the mixture for 5 seconds before their wittle arms get tired, toss in some chocolate chips and lick the spoon.

Family walks through the forest, picking up pinecones and teaching them rhymes about foraging so they know what berries are edible and such.

Sewing them clothes when they're young and growing quickly, patching up any holes from when they climb trees and play in the forest 🥺🥺

And while I could go on for hours, one final parting thought: Anna would absolutely part ways with her mother's sarafan so the babies can use it as a blanket. 🥺🥰

[oriigirii]

So sweet 🥺🥺 Hornton and wittle baby 💕💕

Hornton's Gift!!

@humbuns

White zips moving all around can be seen from ramshackle. As Lilith moves all about looking for any flower she can get her hands on making the most disorganized bouquet that probably anyone has seen.

"henchmen what are you doing?" A familiar voice rang out causing Lilith to stop what she was doing and smile before answering "it's a gift for Hornton!" Held up a clump of dirt and scattered kinds of flowers most of which when taking a closer look were kinds of weeds but to this child they were the prettiest flowers ever.

"looks like junk" retorts the spiteful fuzzball

"it's not junk can't you see how pretty these are he's gonna love em hehe" she was giggling practically giddy with excitement she has to try her hardest to stay up tonight to give these to her friend.

---

The air was brisk Lilith's breath could be seen as she sits by 'hortons favorite gargoyle' clutching the flowers for her dear friend.

She almost fell asleep waiting then she saw little green lights she sprang up "Hornton!"

"child of man is that you?" Malleus voice questioned till he answered his own question looking down at a cold but excited child

"Hornton! I got you a present here!" She went to hand him her flowers but stopped they were withered. She started crying "no-aaaww" she was crying

"don't cry child of man" he holds out his hand "let me see your gift"

Lilith was still sniffling "b-b-but it's r-rwuined!" She hands him her flowers

"ruined? No I don't think so" magic flowed through the air the ground shook a little as a green flash lights up and goes as fast as it arrived. The once withered flowers were rejuvenated.

Malleus smiled "ah Vinca's simple small flowers but though they are small I find there colors pleasant to behold" he knelt down reached out and wiped her tears away "thank you child of man I shall treasure this gift"

Seeing this display did make Lilith smile through her tears "anytime Hornton that's what friends are for!"

Hearing her say this Malleus couldn't help but smile. "I shall make sure this gift is taken care of now Lilith run off to bed I do not wish for you to catch cold" said her name in the hopes she'd take at least that seriously.

An it did indeed work she skipped off to bed only turning around to wave goodbye. Mallues returning her wave before disappearing only leaving faint greed lights.

--my side notes on the reason I chose this flower--

Vinca's come in a bunch of colors white, pink, purple and even yellow for the purpus of this short story you can imagine them whatever color you think fits him best.

For me I think the purple ones are more Mal's vibe.

Growing up where I did I saw them a lot and always thought they were a pretty flower and an underated one at that sense most people thought of them as weeds. They're not invasive it always made me sad when people would cut them down.

They're always invited to invade my yard so is Malleus anytime

[wincestismyguiltypleasure]

Poppy and Dilly. My loves, my hearts, my bratty little babies.

(They used to be so tiny!!!)

OH MY GOODNESS, LOOK AT THOSE WITTLE BABIES!! 😻💕 You just made my whole weekend, Kelly. 🥺💕 Thank you SO much for sharing these adorable pictures of your sweet fur babies!! Please give Poppy and Dilly my love!!

[sems-diarie]

Sem ur so cute🥺💕🌷✨🌷I hope u know I smile all stupid and giddy when I see You’ve posted

☹️☹️ ur my wittle baby.

[cherry-angrynoodle]

Aww the Knightmare buddies!!! 🥺🥺🥺💕💕💕

Thanks everyone for watching the stream!

I drew a new emote and cute little ghost knights called Knightmares! :D