#babybute

[freckledsweetpea]

sorry but Shonda Rhimes did not have an openly bisexual female main ensemble character(who marries a lesbian main ensemble character) on Grey's Anatomy in 2008 and then wait until 2017 for the first openly gay male main ensemble character to happen for any of you to be remotely shocked by her love of wlw storylines and willingness to include them.

there are so many wlw on grey's anatomy and all of it's spin offs. Shonda is not one to shy away from that.

[glittter-vamp]

https://www.tumblr.com/glittter-vamp/751398288292478976/we-know-nis-likes-babybut-does-baby-like-nis

As a big dog person, I’d be so happy to be that baby and finally get to be around a real dog and not a glorified rodent lol

Are you calling the yorkie a rodent?! I’m so dead 😂

He’s a sweet little guy who is blind & wears a diaper for his accidents 🥺

[krlyrics]

Lyric V - FRI(END)S

Album: FRI(END)SReleased date: 2024.3.15 You’re in my headI had plans for the weekendBut wound up with you insteadBack here againGot me deep in my feelingsWhen I should be in your bedYou and I go back to like ’09 it’s like foreverAnd you were there my lonely nights, yeah, keeping me togetherSo wouldn’t it make sense if I was yours and you could call me your babyBut we say we’re just, say we’re…

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[bitchfitch]

messy little doodle, but i just needed to draw Lordakai and Eri being cute.

[incorrectzukka]

Maybe your real fursona was the friendships you made with anon furries along the way ✨

strategic alliance

[glassguts]

Doing a nuxlocke in ultra moon because I've still never finished it and was like 'oh I'll wonder trade for my starter' and the first pokemon I got was charmander ummm

[wornoutmouse]

Can I request a bakugou x reader quirkless high school au song fic based on the song, " Bad Boy" by Queen Naija (Reader isn't really a 'good girl', but she stays out of problems, keeps to herself, and doesnt like drama. She just has a chill vibe likes listening to R&B shit like that.) please and thank you!💖

Ima tell you this right now. I don’t know how to write a song fic so this is going to be trial and error. Also this song ruined my life, my subconscious learned the lyrics immediately and I only listened to it 4 times. This is not my type of music. I don’t need it in ma brain fam!! 

I never really had a bad boy

You know I've always been a good girl

You lived your life as a master in the art of minding your business. Although you were in the one class in the whole school that couldn’t get a break from excitement, you were able to flawlessly blend into the seams. Of course it wasn't on purpose. You just liked to be in your own bubble. You got good grades and didn’t take part in extra curriculars. An excellent background character.

It wasn’t until you were partnered with the class loud-mouth Katsuki Bakugou, that your life started to take a turn for the better. 

Crazy how it happened so fast boy

The way you rocking my world

Anyone could easily tell you two were opposing forces like oil and water. But as corny as it was, the connection was immediate. Your first plan was to only speak when needed and drown out the white noise with music. Working silently was obviously a struggle for your partner because the next thing you knew, one side of your hearing was exposed to the buzzing excitement of your class.

“What crap are you listening to extra?” You looked at him blandly, one would be a fool to take offense from anything Bakugou says. You watched his face scrunch together in concentration and you could tell that he liked what he was hearing. For the rest of the class hour, you shared headphones and song interests, and for the first time, Bakugou wasn’t yelling.

Yeah, you're my distraction

Love our connection

He often joined the family for dinner and could even hold fluid conversations with your mother without missing a beat or falling behind. 

It didn’t take long for him to even invite you to his own home as well. While your must tastes were similar, home life and house decor were largely different. You found yourself spending hours with his father, gushing over baby pictures of Bakugou, and dinner was quite the spectacle as you watched him and his mother play ping-pong with insults while you enjoyed new Japanese cuisine.

I see so much when I look at you

You got potential

It became a bit of a routine. He would come over your house, your room would be filled with the warm gooey vibes of soul and r&b and you would day dream your worries away. At some point, Bakugou had become a key item to your way of living. 

When you two were alone, he surprised you by toning down his brash attitude and seemed genuinely interested in your aspirations. “So when you graduate, you’ll still have to take another 8 years of college plus 1 more of residency?!” You nod as you eat a spoonful of Cinnamon Crunch. “Why are you acting so surprised, you want to be the president.” Bakugou shrugged with a small smirk on his face, “Yeah but that’s plan B.”

Time is essential

But I'ma take my time with you

Cause you need it

It was Thursday and at 5am when Bakugou called you. He was drunk and angry, cursing with every sentence. You quickly went to pick him up in your mom’s car as fast as you could. An upset Bakugou was a menace to society and if he felt that he needed to call you this late, it must be serious.

You just need someone to keep it real with you

And I see that

“Fucking bitch!” He slurred, leaning against your car door. “That’s not nice Bakugou, at the end of the day that’s still your mother.” You focused on the road trying to avoid flinching whenever he randomly got loud. “You don’t understand. She won’t fuking listen, ion what to be a damn lawyer.” 

You glance wearily over at him downing the rest of his bottle. “I’m assuming she denied the architect's idea.” “What do you fucking think! Old lady want’s me to “continue the family business” like hell!”

I'ma be the one to plant that seed in you

You don't gotta worry

You sighed and made a sharp turn into a Target parking lot. “What the hell we doin ‘ere?” You park and turn the car off, you knew your mom would kill you if you stayed out too long, but this couldn't wait. 

“Katsuki, I’m going to tell you this right here and now. Sometimes adults think they are doing the best for you but they aren’t and you gotta show em that by doing what you think is the best for you and doing it well.”

I won't judge you from your past

I know you're not my first

Bakugou looked at you with slow blinking eyes before scooting closer in his seat. You allowed him to take hold of your face, and didn't look away as his finger rubbed gently along the curve of your lips.

“If you don’t want this….please...tell me to stop.” His face was red, the air was thick and something that was always there, ignited as your lips met.

With drunken strength, he pulls you onto his lap and feels gently along your body as you tug on his lips with your teeth. The car was filled with hormones and heavy breaths as you got more desperate, but not once did he try to undress you. It was him that pulled away first, “What’s wrong?” you asked, out of breath and concerned, but he only shook his head with a wide grin on his face. 

“Marry me.

But I'll make sure that you're my last

We live two different lifestyles babyBut we can change that

“Huh?” you laugh breathlessly, not believing your ears. “Marry me.” You feel your heart speed up so much so you could almost hear it. “But we’re so young, Bakugou, are you sure?” Bakugou cards his fingers through his hair with a determined look on his face. “Of course not now! But in the future.” You cross your arms and look down at him, “You're not messing with me are you Katsuki?” He scoffed, “Do I look like I’m joking you damn nerd?”

Just promise not to hurt me

Cause you know I told you that

You hold out a pinky, “Promise me then.” Bakugou jokingly pretends to bite your finger, “Are you serious right now?!” You huff indignantly, “Promise me Bakugou.” He rolled his eyes, “Ooo, pulling out my last name like that. Fine, I’ll be weird with you just this once.” 

He holds out his pinky finger and loops it with yours. “I promise that as soon as we graduate, I’ll make you mine.” You share another kiss and watch the sun rise over the large Target building without a care in the world.

I never really had a bad boy

You know I've always been a good girl

Crazy how it happened so fast boy

The way you rocking my world

[vinylhazza]

okay but being in a relationship like full term with ethan but one night you’re superrrr drunk and you booty call him only for him to come over and nurse you back to soberness

you don’t normally get drunk, in fact you can count on one hand the amount of times you've gotten shit-faced so bad you’re stumbling over your words like a nervous virgin. what was interesting is that you hadn't even planned on getting drunk tonight, not even a little bit. 

you went out with your friends just for a little wine and dine at your favorite restaurant in town and maybe do some face masks after and gossip about sex or whatever you decided to talk about... and then somewhere along the way your best friend convinced you that her fuck buddy’s parties are the best and she just had to go and wouldn't take no for an answer. so there you were, sipping on a beer that you were sure tasted like shit but your brain was so clouded that you actually couldn't believe it wasn't the most splendid drink to land on your tastebuds. 

you knew that if ethan, your beloved boyfriend and love of your fucking life, could see you right now, he would be laughing at the way you have been trying to talk about kurt cobains hair for the last fifteen minutes or smirking when the weekend started bumping through the speakers and your hips started to swivel in that way you know he loves. you were shutting your eyes and imagining the way that his hands would grip your hips and pull you back against him for some friction. just the thought had you really giving a show, really showing your boyfriend that isn't even there your moves. your brain flooded with thoughts of the dirty shit you do behind closed doors, the trope of a gentle little ethan turned into a sex crazed animal when it came to you causing a pool to form in your panties.

you distinctly remember through your drunken, horny haze that your best friend had found you in the middle of a crowd that was filled with equally drunk men that eyed you like a simple hole to stick their dicks into. she had dragged you away from their hungry eyes just when you were ready to peel your clothes off for an imaginary ethan and give him a nice strip show. yes, she was drunk. but was she drunk enough to let all of those men touch the body that wasn't theirs to touch when you were horny and vulnerable and just needed ethan? no. 

she had taken you by the hand and stumbled with you through the crowd and over to a couch so that erin (her fuck buddy) could get off of his ass and take you home. she would be staying the night but she wasn't about to let you ride in an uber by yourself when the world outside was so scary and unpredictable. 

you couldn't get your mind off of ethan...ethan...mmm fuck he was so sexy. how exactly had you managed to score such a gem in all of the LA bullshit? jesus christ a gentlemen that can turn into a hateful prideful fuck machine that drills you into the sheets just the way you like. just thinking of calling him daddy had you moaning as you exited erins car in front of your large apartment complex. you were shocked you that somehow manage to stumble into the elevator. this would definitely be something you would regret in the morning. but right now you just needed ethan to come over and show you exactly what a bad girl you've been and teach you a lesson. thank god your apartment was two doors from the elevator or you might have just collapsed in the hallway. 

you decided to call him, yanking your phone from your purse you managed to snag from your best friend on the way out of the party, peeling your tight dress off at the same time just as you slam your apartment door closed and trip down the dark hallway, heels falling off your feet. you inevitably fall into a moaning mess on your bed - trying to dial his number only to order Siri to call him for you. 

“hey baby how was girls-” his velvety voice hums through the speaker, sounded full of sleep considering it was 12am and he had decided to call it in early for once. 

“hi daddy...can you um can you come over? want you really bad,” your slur, rubbing over your bare tummy and drenched panties right over your aching pussy, not even realizing how trashed you sounded right now. you just wanted him and wanted him now. 

“are you drunk baby? where are you?” he chuckles, highly amused that you were talking this dirty when the mere mention of anything sexual still brings a blush to your face despite the nasty shit you do in the bedroom. 

“maybe alittle babybut not too much I promise..just come and fix me? need my e,” you giggle a little through the line, ending with a moan when your fingers decide to slip that dainty fabric aside and slide through your wet folds, thumbing over your clit and imaging it as ethans large hand, really getting you worked up and clenching around nothing. 

“are you booty calling me?” he mocks a hurt gasp while slipping on his shoes and grabbing his keys, rubbing the sleep from his eyes just to make sure he doesn't crash the damn car on the way to tuck you in. 

“I can’t booty call you?” you sound hurt, but it’s a fake drunk hurt that you won’t even remember in the morning - your bottom lip pouted out, hand steady rubbing circles on your clit, alcohol coursing through you. 

“you can always booty call me kitten, give me ten-ish minutes and i’ll be there to help you okay?” you can just feel that he’s smiling on the other end of the line, the really soft one that melts your heart into a puddle. it’s reserved for times when you shock him. you calling at 12am to come over and fuck is definitely a shock because you are not that girl and never have been. but it still makes his heart swell that you called him. 

“mkay daddy,” is all he hears you say before he clicks the end button. 

you had thought that when he said he was coming it was to take you up on your offer and fuck you into the mattress until your legs can’t move - not to kiss your forehead and over your eyelids while you laid there on the bed in a drunken haze, making grabby hands at his dick through his pants. 

he had walked through the door (which was unlocked but he would worry about that later) and heard you singing a song down the hallway, walking in and seeing you still rubbing yourself, but singing at the same time. it was hilarious and he wanted to laugh, but had a job to do first: be the honorable boyfriend that he was and take care of the girl he loved because she’s hammered and can’t even remember the words to Bohemian Rhapsody - bad sign. 

“what did you do angel? get a little drunk?” he smiles down at you lovingly and with a little bit of humor gleaming in his eye, smoothing the hair away from your eyes and leaving a kiss upon each cheekbone. 

“didn't mean to e m’sorry,” you hum with your eyes still closed, leaning into his hand that cupped the side of your face. 

“you don't have to apologize baby, i’m just surprised is all...did anyone touch you? who drove you home?” he knew he should ask these questions in the morning when you can think straight and aren't struggling to open your eyes, but he just needed to know that he wasn't going to kill some creep that might have taken advantage of you. 

“nu uh nobody t-touched me...erin took me in his car or whatever the hell that thing is called...just wanted you that's all,” you whisper, looking up at him with this lost look in your eyes, tracing around his lips and the rest of his face, noting how beautiful he really is. 

“that’s good kitten, let’s get you cleaned up yeah?” 

“you don't wanna fuck me?” your voice is small and shy, disappointed. 

he turns back to you on the bed, covering up your bare breasts in an attempt to hide you from his eyes. he gives you a look of sympathy and a nod. 

“of course I do but aren't you a little sleepy?” he speaks softly, grabbing the advil from your bedside table and the half filled water bottle. he grins at the little nod of your head, so filled with love and adoration for you in this moment that he can’t hardly stand it. it’s random and bittersweet. you haven't done anything but booty call him, but in this moment it means something so much different. 

“maybe a little bit...” you pout, struggling to sit up and take the water and pills that he has outstretched. he guides you with a gentle hand on your back, tilting the water into your mouth, making sure you swallow each pill before picking you up from the bed with strong arms and a warm kiss on your lips that has you sinking into his chest, snuggled up and safe. your arms wrap around his neck just as he starts walking you to your shower, setting you down on the toilet while he starts the shower. 

on this night in particular, you blush like crazy when his hands start to peel your panties from your body, slowly down your legs and to the floor. his eyes resting on your pussy makes you want to hide like he’s never been nose deep snacking on his favorite meal before. it just felt different. and it was different because you never looked so fragile before. 

you’re kissing at his bottom lip delicately, taking in the feeling of him right here right now in this moment, and loving every second of it, “get in with me?” 

he knows you’ve already started to sober up just from the giggling that has been absent since he found you on the bed. but he nods anyway, removing his own clothes and guiding the two of you into the shower to wash the smell of alcohol from your body, caring touch smooth across your skin - shooting tingles through every nerve.

the shower was simple, short, but needed. it cleared your head more than he thought it would, and when you turned to look at him with a dreamy smile he knew it was you that did it and not the wine or the beer. it was the same smile that you gave him when he wrapped you in your towel and told you to wait only for a minute while he goes to get his hoodie that hangs in your closet that you always sleep in. he takes the time to slip into his own clothes - some sweats and a plain black t-shirt. he steps back into the room with a goofy little dance just to hear you laugh, dropping the towel and replacing it with the hoodie. 

you knew you were going to have at least a little bit of a headache in the morning but it wouldn't be nearly as bad with all the care ethan is giving you right now. 

he carried you right back to the bedroom where you refused to let go of the grip you had on his t-shirt, heart thumping from the smell of his cologne and the rubbing he’s doing on the small of your back. 

“m’sorry e...” you whimper, kind of embarrassed that you acted so out of character. 

“baby there is nothing to be sorry for, i’m just glad you called me. let’s get some sleep hm? i’ll make you some breakfast in the morning how’s that sound? some eggs? bacon? toast? i’ll even put cinnamon on it like you love.” 

“oh jesus stop before I raid the kitchen and eat everything,” you groan, reaching out to pull him into the covers with you, hugging him close while your eyes start to droop shut. you’re exhausted and looking over to see it’s now 3am and you’ve spent so long being a mess is so embarrassing that you wanna forget the whole thing. 

“you never cease to amaze me you know that?” is all he can say, knowing you’ll talk and tell him the whole story in the morning, but for now settling on kissing your forehead and holding you in his arms to be thankful nothing happened and you’re safe there with him. 

“i’m a mess,” you giggle into the material of his shirt, slipping farther into sleep, warm and content with the one person you really wanted on a night like this. 

he just continues rubbing the dimple at the bottom of your spine, hugging you to him with the other arm. he never knew what to expect from you, but one thing is for sure is that you always keep him on his toes and he can't get enough of it. 

“but you’re my mess. and for the record, you can booty call me any day and the answer will always be yes.” 

[enbundad]

hey~ i just met chu and dis is cwazybut hewe's my owo nyumbew~ so caww me uwu maybeit's hawd uwu to wook wight at chu babybut hewe's my owo nyumbew~ so caww me uwu maybehey i just met chu and dis is cwazybut hewe's my owo nyumbew~ so caww me uwu maybeand aww teh othew boys twy uwu to chase me uwubut hewe's my owo nyumbew~ so caww me uwu maybe

I'll kill you maybe.

[trauma-poison]

I got out of going to see the babybut now I’m home alone for 2 hours and I go screamed at and hardcore triggered all because I don’tlike babies and I’m “selfish” for not wanting to see a fucking crotch demon 

[alwxysxthere]

( continued from [x] )

@moonpleaded

❝   GETTING DRESSED   ,   ❞      she answered   ,   her voice too light   &   too casual.   she kept her gaze forward as she shuffled through the wooden dresser   ,   trying to find something to go with the gray turtle neck sitting on her bed.   blonde hair pinned up in a messy bun   &   dark circles hiding behind her glasses   ,   the lady ignored the worried tone that came from her husband’s words   &   continued to rummage through the drawer before settling on a pair of black leggings.

      it had only been a day since they had left demon’s run.   with amy   &   rory   (   &   everyone else the doctor had picked up on his    “   rescue mission   ”   )   safe in river’s   (   melody’s   ?   what should she call the mysterious woman who they now knew to be their best friends’ daughter   ———   their best friends’ daughter who she   &   her husband had both kissed   ———   ?   )   hands   ,   the two time lords had ran away from the battle scene as quick as possible   ,   with a promise to bring back baby melody safe   &   sound.

      a promise the lady fully intended to keep.

      but they had gotten distracted   ,   or well   ,   her husband had gotten distracted   &   the lady had let him.   she had been too emotionally   &   physically exhausted to argue.   she had let him lead her to the med bay   &   had let him run as many tests as he wanted to make sure she was okay.   she wasn’t.   how could anyone be okay after all that   ?   &   she was fine   ,   physically   ,   at least   ,   but she had clung to him anyway   ,   had let him pepper her with kisses    &   had let him pull her to her bed   &   hold her close until she fell into some sort of sleep.

      but that was yesterday.   &   today   ?   today   ,   she had to let that go.   compartmentalize   &   move on.   she had a promise to keep.   they had to find melody so amy could raise her daughter.

      raising a child   …   something the lady wasn’t sure she’d ever get to experience again.

    ❝   WE’RE GOING TO go look for melody today   ,   right   ?   we shouldn’t wait any longer.   ❞      she glanced over to him as she began to change out of her pajamas   &   into the clothes she had picked out.      ❝   I WAS THINKING we should start in d.c.   ,   yeah   ?   back at that warehouse   ?   ❞

( HE’S BARELY AWAKE, but he did notice her absence from the bed, to him he had BARELY been able to bring her to bed, && being completely honest he doesn’t know how long she’s been up )

( SEEING her he immediately noticed something wasn’t right? HOW MANY HOURS had passed? DID SHE EVEN REST PROPERLY? HE WORRIED, HE knew she wasn’t okay. )

( HE STANDS UP, her mannerisms and quick way of moving made him AWARE, shaking off his  tiredness, she needed a longer break, she needed to rest, she needed to STAY PUT. at least for now.)

( IT ISN’T THAT HIS BLOOD wasn’t boiling, but at one point he had nearly lost both his friend && HIS WIFE, she needed to calm down. he was concerned for the babybut he knew a worried lady wouldn’t be any good.  )

( HE WANTED TO SAVE MELODY, BUT HE COULDN’T BARE SEEING HIS PRIYA LIKE THIS. )

“ priya. “

( HE STARTS soothingly, LOOKING INTENTLY at her. )

“ slow down. “

[campyvillain]

the runt of the litter so small and afraid. one of his eyes is tilted due to inbreeding and irresponsible handling because they Dropt Him Too Much as a babybut it was sooo very funny you should’ve been there. his breathing problems so severe he can’t go outside without falling like a kite and they have to keep him in a big tube of jelly to stop his skin from drying out which comes out in flakes . he sleeps 23 hours because his internal clock is working against him . Just fucking kil him already

the first funko pop of twoface they ever made is so fucking ugly. you just KNOW someone is about to roll him in a joint and smoke him and he’s powerless to do anything about it

[musicbychapter]

Just Wanna Talk

Music By Chapter – Just Wanna Talk Lyrics Runin down 8 streetChasin tailI’m a dog babybut oh wellWith this black heart of mineit’s gettin harder to tellWho’s really downAnd who already fell It’s ain’t a sprint girlIt’s a marathonWe barely know each otherSlow down I don’t like commitmentIt wasn’t always like that thoughIn fact I was addictedThat’s why there’s knives in my back girl I got…

[juergenviamala]

It´s too late for 64…

It´s too late for 64…

>>>congratulations for my self<<<One of us has to say:“He’s sorry”Or we will never be friends againLet’s have a little drinkAnd talk it over ohI wanna keep you for my friendWe’re here today and gone tomorrow ohNone of us knows when life will endI said some nasty thingsThat caused you sorrow, babyBut I wanna keep youFor my friendTHX to Beth Hart for the Lyrics and THX for all my friends who love…

[deliciouscoll]

Lovin’ You, Baby - Charles Bradley

Loving you baby When you're holding me, baby I feel so real When you're kissing me, baby Oh, it feels so real Oh oh baby I, all my life I been searching for love Mourning for love, giving everything I know Oh, oh oh babyWhen you touch me, baby My heart skips a beat Loving you baby Has meant everything to me Oh, baby oh baby Everything to meEvery night when I look into your face I know baby, I know it's you That makes my life complete Wanting you, baby Oh I can't get enough of you baby Can't get enough of you I was crying when I felt your love This time I know it's for real baby OooooNo more bad dreams baby No more afraid to open the door and let you in oh Lovin' you baby Needin' you baby But I feel so real When you're holding me baby When you're needing me baby