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If my mom sees a significant amount of blood she gets lightheaded, and has fainted on some occasions. Once it happened when we were kids, I wasn't there to witness it but I heard the story from my dad. Basically my brothers, around 7 or 8 at the time, were playing outside while my mom was making their lunch, and she accidentally cut her finger. It wasn't anything serious, but it drew a fair bit of blood and she passed out. My dad saw this and rushed over, but he didn't really know what to do so he just sort of started slapping her to wake her up (not recommended, but he had no idea and panicked)
At that exact moment my brothers both came in from playing, and all they saw was our mom unconscious on the floor and our dad slapping her. So, like, without even saying a word to each other they both just INSTANTLY start whaling on him, like, full blown attack mode to defend our mom. Which obviously didn't help the situation, but she did wake up and everything was fine.
Now our dad says that he's actually really glad they attacked him over what they thought was going on, because it means he raised good boys. And I still think that's true, they're very good boys.
#i think about this story sometimes like yeah I'm proud of them for that too actually. good job baby brothers#they're not babies anymore of course they're turning 20 next year which is crazy#but they're still the type of people who'd do something if they saw something of this sort happen for sure#respectful of women and everyone else too. they're good guys#I'm glad I ended up with them living in my house against my will for like 14 years#anyway i have no idea where i was for all this but my best guess is probably a friends house given the time period#i was always at my besties house lol#i hope she's doing well too actually. haven't spoken in forever...#bestie from greek elementary school... if you're out there... let's get muffins and fanta at the bakery across the street again someday 💜☮️
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Love Undying
#my art#my oc#dragon age#dragon age the veilguard#emmrich volkarin#tea aldwir#emmrich x rook#honestly yall veilguard is the most wholesome part of their story#I head canon Emmrich gets obsessed w the thought of tea dying earlier than him because she’s a warden#he goes downhill trying to figure out how to cure the blight and she gets more taken by her calling#I do think he eventually figures it out though!#the man helped make a knife comparable to solas’s#so methinks he could absolutely put his mind to modifying if not curing the blight#and eventually I think his obsession with mortality does end up in him figuring out demi lichdom#which probably causes problems with the other mourn watchers and lich lords that he and rook have to face together#with their baby! because tea gets pregnant right after veilguard hehehehe
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Part 1/?
#the rings of power#gil galad#orc#baby orc#elven King#this is a made up story#nothing canon about it#scroll away if you don’t like it#don’t ACHTUALLY me#i know what I’m doing and I don’t want to be 100% faithful to the lore#thank you in advance 💛💛#comic#Raising an orc#procreate#digital art#my art
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"STANLEY WITH BABY FORD ON THE OTHER HAND" (from tags)
Noodles? What are you planning to do to us? Should I get a dust pan to sweep my heart off the floor now?
It’s goING GOOD NO PROBLEMS HERE NOTHING CAN GO WRONG!!!
#it’s gonna break Fords tiny little baby heart if he finds out#it’ll break mine too oh goodness#I’m procrastinating thinking about that#I think Stan tells Ford made up stories about their adventures and success#my art#ask#twins in time au#Stanford pines#Stanley pines#stan pines#Ford pines#gravity falls
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Showing off the babies
(I watched Ultraman Rising! It was good!)
Bonus:
From this
#godzilla#ultraman#godzilla x kong: the new empire#ultraman rising#godzilla minus one#netflix#kenji sato#emi ultraman#kong#suko#the bebes!#now my collection is complete#Finally#I have them all#the dads/big bro collection#also I watched Ultraman Rising#it was better than I expected!#loved the family bond and the story#Emi is a baby#she's a good baby#now what if I put her with Minus One....#hhhhhmmmmm#haha joking!#....#unless?#do not repost#my art
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A man who didn't have a father.
A man who didn't have friends.
A man who lost his mother.
He lived only when he read the book.
#didn't have such strong hyperfixation on anything in a last year or something#im reading the novel with really crappy translation and still im so invested in the story...#artists on tumblr#art#artwork#digital art#orv fanart#orv#kim dokja#i love him so much btw he's my baby🥺🥺
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xin mo did not become the demonic op sword of all three realms for this!!! for @kawouwu who asked for binggeyuan sillies! thank you for your donation to svsss' gotcha 4 gaza!
#scum villain#svsss#shen yuan#bingge#bingyuan#binggeyuan#shen qingqiu#mxtx#my art#donations may be closed but many of the listed campaigns are still going!!!#sy's younger sister is a kpop fan and takes full credit for giving lbh the idea to make that sy-themed trinket on xin mo btw#i like to think that lbg and her get along like a house on fire#he brings top tier skin care and misc beauty products from his realm#while she shares embarrassing stories of sy's childhood and baby pictures#i covered lbh's speech#but he's basically saying how sy has a shrine dedicated to him (pidw merch)#and clothes bearing his mark (pidw limited collabs with clothing brands)#so it's only natural that he too should carry a symbol of his devotion to sy#you know#as an sy stan
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you feel real to me.
#destiny#destiny 2#o14#d2 spoilers#destiny osiris#saint-14#ftr no idea what to tag shit as bc i havent interacted with destiny in a major way for many years#this would not be possible without the support of my friends who feed me gay old man story like im a baby bird ^___^#and support me and provide input as i draw !#d2
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One Monkey Fanatic and Another In The Making 📖
Someone requested Dad Tang and I couldn’t say no… their bond is so special to me
Eat up lmaooo
#lmk tang#lmk mk#baby mk#lmk fanart#do they have a duo name#I need to know#jttw#lmk#lego monkie kid#young tang#lmk baby mk#my art#dad tang#Tang is very happy to have a captive audience to infodump about his special interest#I’m sure they will just stay stories#I need to draw present Dad Tang and MK angst because I’ve been thinking about Mk seeing him less as a farther figure as he grew up#it makes me feel so evil
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Constantine is noping this situation, you can't make hi-..ah fucking damn it
John was already paled when Kronos got revived, but seeing the eyes scalding blinding Fear of God staring into your very soul and judgment every inch power that was in that godlinng babe was enough for him to started drinking his emergency booze.
He is not dealing with Greek Gods bullshits, especially if that what he puzzling in the pieces together Then Kronos's story was becoming twisted all together. Nope, he isn't. Batman can bribe him all he wants. He is fucking leaving now!!
Fucking with THAT right there especially with the contract he still owed Kronos for, he rather suffered the complete obliteration of his soul being torn to shreds once he dies then have that god find him. He is escaping of here before She even noticed that he is Here with her ol time relic still in his pocket.
Before he can even get one step in the portal ready, he already felt his chest tightening as if his entire chest was being squeezed like a kid's teething toy.
Fucking dammit, he should've left right when Kronos was still having that psychic backlash, he knew he should've trusted his gut, fucking time Goddess and her all knowing of when and where.
Part 6 << >> Offical Quiz that Decision the Fate of this continuing fic >>> Fic Released
#dpxdc#dc x dp#danny phantom#dp x dc#dp x dc crossover#dc x dp prompt#dcxdp#danny is the ghost king#de aged danny#then come john constantine#john doesn't want to go near the baby god#especially seeing that infinite Crown on that baby's head#yeah fuck thaat#that the Final Secret boss of all Gods and deities#he escaping before he get noticed#he not caring for any bribes batman#he running for his very soul man#but nope#kronos been noticed you're there Constantine#you can't hide from time#female kronos#female clockwork#kronos is like and Where do you think you're going?!?#comments feed me and my inspiration to continue the story more
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Save me God of War Ragnarok (Prints available here)
#god of war#god of war ragnarok#atreus#kratos#i wish to do a freya too. can you imagine.#fun fact im currently doing NG+ and im putting off main story bc a certain death is coming and i will sob like a baby#my art
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Why Lemon isn’t a Lucky Fruit in Yoshi��s Story 🍋
#yoshi's story#yoshi#doweesig art#lemon#lemon meme#baby yoshi#super mario#nintendo#my art#comic#smiling meter#flower#fruit
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They’re besties
Some closeups
#ik the baby versions are said not canon to the story line#but can you blame me look at them#look at those cute little beans#headcanon Wally likes to sit on Barneby’s shoulder or back#like how Rise Mikey likes to cling on to Rise Raph’s shell#ITS JUST VERY CUTE#my art#welcome home#welcome home arg#welcome home puppet show#welcome home wally#welcome home barnaby#wally darling#barnaby beagle
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Helping hand
Warnings: shameless smut, handjob, unprotected sex, rough sex.
Word count: 2.4k
Tagging: @doll3tt33 @fear-is-truth @coentinim
A/N: this is literally pure filth. I'm not sure what possessed me to write this, but I did. Sorry for any typos or bad writing.
Staying up late with Kyle had become sort of a routine. Sleeping didn't always come easy to you, and getting Kyle to bed without you was always a struggle. Sitting with your legs crossed on the bed, you ponder over what you should do. It couldn't be too loud and it had to be something you were certain he'd enjoy. You glance at him for a moment, he was laying down on the floor watching something on his ipad, so he was occupied for now.
You grabbed your laptop, blankly staring at the screen while you skimmed over your options. Then it hit you— a movie! You could put on a movie. After five minutes of scrolling, you decide to put on a cheesy comedy. you were more of a horror movie enjoyer, but you figured Kyle wouldn't like it. He was a sensitive boy, now more than ever, and you didn't want to stress him out. Especially after the whole being brought back to life ordeal.
"Kyle, honey, come here," you gently call out, placing the laptop on the edge of the bed so you could lay down. You could hear the creak of the floorboards as he slowly ambled to you. He laid down next to you, throwing his arm over you to pull you closer. Stuck in his hold, your hand slapped around until you found the edge of the covers, slinging it over the two of you. You settled in, squirming around until you were comfortable, and then you pressed play.
The plan had been to watch the movie, and then head to bed, but that was ruined when not even ten minutes in he kept shifting. “Ky, what's wrong?” You whisper, tearing your eyes away from the screen to look at him. His bottom lip was caught between his teeth and his eyebrows knit together in discomfort. “H-hurts,” he murmured. You sat up, gently removing the cover from the two of you. “Where does it hurt, kyle?”
He propped himself up until he was sitting on his knees. Confused, you watched silently wondering what he was trying to show you. Maybe he had scraped his leg, or he had a bruise. His lack of motor skills was a major downside of being frankensteined back together. "Here," he grunted, looking down at his pants. You followed his gaze until you were meant with the obvious bulge in his pants. Oh.
Unsure of what to do, you just sat there. Shit. Should you help him? Would helping him be the right thing to do? Seemingly annoyed at your lack of response, he took your hand placing it over his groin. He whined at the desperately needed contact, rolling his hips. "Touch, p-please."
This quickly snaps you out of your thoughts, it’s hard to worry about the consequences when he’s so needy. "Are you sure?" You ask, just to check, accidentally pushing his boundaries was never something you wanted to do. He nods, and you start to unzip his pants. Despite the initial struggle, you're finally able to get his pants down, revealing the blue boxers he had on underneath. His precum stains the fabric, making a sizable dark patch.
"Poor boy, you must be so worked up" you coo, running a finger over the length of it. Kyle's pupils swallow the already deep brown of his eyes as he watches you. Meeting his intense gaze is enough to make you look down again, goosebumps pricking at your skin.
With more zeal than before, your fingers hook the band of his boxers, slowly pulling them down. His cock bounces free, hitting his stomach, and you have to stare for a moment. The tip is flushed pink and precum drips from the slit like a broken faucet. Your eyes slowly trail up his body, from his stomach, to the scar wrapped around his neck, till you're finally looking him in the face. His cheeks are ruddy, his lips parted ever so slightly, and he has this look in his eyes like nothing matters but you at the moment. Maintaining eye contact, you gingerly wrap your fingers around it.
He lets out an airy sigh, that you assume is of relief. You carefully start to move your hand up and down. You watch his eyes slowly flutter shut, and revel in the way pathetic whines begin to fall out of his mouth. To ease the friction, you let a glob of spit dribble onto the tip, using your hand to coat his entire length in your drool. His cock twitches in your hand. He must be close, you think. You work your hand faster, trying to push him to the edge as quickly as you can, but suddenly he's pulling your hand away, shaking his head.
"n-need you," he mewls, finger latching onto the band your shorts trying to tug them down. Throwing all caution to the wind, you oblige. You yank down your shorts and panties, throwing them on the floor. You crawl to him, tossing your legs over his thighs to straddle his lap. His hands fly to your hips, rucking up your oversized shirt to reveal your chest. He stares at you with wide, pleading eyes, silently begging for permission. Once you give a quiet go ahead, he’s instantly taking your nipple into his mouth. It's an odd sensation. His tongue is cool against your warm skin.
You let out a soft whine, and lift a hand to cradle the back of his head. You card your fingers through his hair, while you mutter soft praises, gently rocking yourself against his aching cock, but not letting it slip inside. His arms were wrapped around your middle, pulling you closer to him, like he wanted to be in your skin. You both stay like this for a while, soaking each other in. While it wasn't enough to get you off, you decided that was fine, and instead focused on getting him off. You were trying to make him feel good after all. You could help yourself later.
You were sure he could have came like this, and he seemed to realize that too because he reluctantly wrenched himself away from mouthing at your boob to line his aching cock with your slit. But he was clueless and couldn't quite get it so with a loving smile, you gently took his hand in yours and directed it to where it needed to go.
You slowly sink onto his cock, taking him inch by inch. You got about halfway before you decided to take a second and let yourself adjust to the size. Placing his hands on your hips, he forced you down. You let a startled gasp because of the abrupt fullness. The stretch burns, and he doesn't let you adjust before he begins to buck up into you.
You rest your hands on his shoulders for support, slightly digging your nails in to deal with the ache. You can barely gain your bearings with the way he forces you to bounce on his cock. The pain slowly melts into syrupy sweet pleasure, and everything quickly becomes overwhelming. The sound of his skin on yours, the feeling of his cold tongue on your skin, and the pangs of pleasure shooting through you.
You crash your mouths together because even if you don't want to admit it. You're just as attached to him as he is to you, and the urge to get closer than you already were was becoming unbearable. This kiss is awkward, but you can't bring yourself to mind. Your teeth clack together and your noses keep bumping. His tongue curiously prods into your mouth. Still, you melt into him, letting him explore every inch of you for as long as he'd like. His spit tastes earthy, and surprisingly it isn't that bad. You pull away to breathe, and he follows, pitifully chasing after you like a lost puppy.
His powerful thrusts have devolved into quick, shallow bunny humps, so you take it upon yourself to finish what he started. You place your hands on his chest lightly pushing him back. He doesn't resist, letting himself fall onto his elbows. He looks confused, kiss-swollen lips pulled into the cutest pout. It makes you want to smooch it off of his face. You lift yourself up, and it seems like you're about to pull off, but before his hands could rush back to your hips, you slam back down down.
The sound he lets out is guttural and loud. Your hand slaps over his mouth. He blinks, puzzled. You pull your hand away to press a finger against your lips. “Be quiet, they'll hear us,” you whisper, glancing behind you to make sure nobody is at the door. In the blink of an eye, you're not on top of him anymore. You are on your back now. Stunned, you stare vacantly at the ceiling. His hands grip your hips, sheathing himself back into the warmth of your cunt (when did he learn how to do that without you?)
He starts up that unforgiving pace again, ramming into you so hard the bed is wobbling beneath you. All you can do is take it. Silently praying that your bed will make it through the night. He effortlessly brushes that spongy spot inside of that has your eyes rolling into the back of your head. you're quivering beneath him, unraveling like a ball of yarn in his hands. Pleasure sweeping any coherent thoughts away like a hurricane. That familiar ache builds in your stomach. Your cunt clenches around him, begging for release. Everything feels so good, it verges on painful. Your hands latch onto the sheets, holding on for dear life.
Kyle leans down to press wet, slimey kisses on your clavicle, lightly dragging his teeth against your skin. A few more brutal thrusts, and you're digging your nails into his back, softly whining. Your orgasm crashes over you like a current. You bite your lip to muffle the moans that threaten to come out, blinking away unshed tears. After your orgasm subsides, you're instantly being ushered into another one. “s too much, ky, I can't take another,” you hiccup, pressing a hand against Kyle's chest in a feeble attempt at pushing him off. You don't know if he just brushes you off on purpose, or if he did it without realizing because in spite of your pitiful request. His pace sped up.
He's grunting in your ear now, you can feel the hot puffs of air tickling your cheek. Plump tears roll down your face, your body trembling uncontrollably. He cums deep inside you, a blossom of warmth filling you up, but he doesn't stop rutting into you. Fucking it in further. You let out woeful, little squeaks. You're sniveling, and your poor, aching cunt weeps. You feel your second release rushing towards you, and all you can do is brace yourself. He's fucking you like he despises you, and if you didn't know anymore you would have been convinced you were his sworn enemy with the way he was bullying your cunt.
Your orgasm hits you like a strike to gut, somehow more intense than the last. Your back arches off the bed so far that someone might think you're possessed. The bitter taste of iron pervades your mouth. You didn't realize how hard you'd bitten your lip trying to be quiet. (Which is turning out to be an impossible feat, but at least you're trying.) you're gushing around him. Your arousal spills down onto the bed beneath you. You can feel the sheets sticking to your skin, and you remind yourself to lay down a towel or something next time. A few more agonizing seconds pass, and he's finally pulling out of you.
He collapses on top of you, and you take a moment to collect yourself. The icky feeling of laying in a pool of bodily fluids is the only reason you haven't passed out yet.
“Kyle, we gotta get up and take a shower,” you mumble, your body aches and your bones feel like jelly, but you can't go to sleep in these conditions.
He grumbles for a second. “sleep.”
you sigh, “i know, but we're all dirty now. We gotta clean up.” begrudgingly, he peels himself off of you. You get up rather slowly because of how unsteady you were on your feet. You snatch some clothes up for you and Kyle. You haul yourself to the bathroom, dragging Kyle behind you. You turned on the shower, letting the water run until it was warm enough to get in. “C’mon in,” you utter, stepping into the tub. You watch Kyle sluggishly walk to you. He looked so tired. Poor baby.
“Do you want me to help you bathe?” you inquire, quietly. He doesn't respond, just follows you in. He can barely keep his eyes open. You decide it's easier to just wash him instead of trying to wake him up. You grab a washcloth, apply some body wash, and massage it in till it lathers up. You start with his arms, and you can't help but follow all the veins as you travel your way up. Then you moved on to his chest. You could feel the bumps from where his head was sewn back on, your heart ached for him. He didn't deserve such an untimely death. You frown, shaking away those thoughts. He doesn't need your pity.
The rest goes relatively fast. He listens to your request to lift his legs and turn around, so you could reach his back. You speed through washing yourself, so you can get back to bed as soon as you possibly can. Once you’re done, you hop out and dry yourself off. As usual, you help Kyle dry off too. The two of you shuffle off to bed clean and content. You toss a blanket over your sullied sheets, you'll wash them later.
Collapsing onto the bed, you let out a relieved sigh. Sweet, sweet relaxation. Kyle follows suit, pulling you onto his chest. You grinned, silently enjoying his unending clinginess. “L-love you,” he murmured, and you feel a warmth beginning to bloom in your chest. “I love you too, Kyle,” you whisper. You don't know if he truly understands what he just said to you, but you choose not to think too hard about it. Scooting closer to him, you feel the tiredness hit you all at once. The comfortable arms of sleep luring you in.
#kyle spencer smut#kyle spencer#kyle spencer x reader#kyle spencer x you#he's my baby boy#ahs coven#american horror story#kit walker x reader#kai anderson x reader#tate langdon x reader#evan peters#evan peters x reader#evan peters smut#jadesfic
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Transmigrator Baby binghe and Broke single dad author
#svsss#airplane bro#airplane shooting towards the sky#scum villain's self saving system#scum villian self saving system#shang qinghua#luo binghe#i have more i want to draw about them so im going to tage this au this ->#Surprise! Your protagonist baby au#i dont know how but Imagine baby Binghe jusy plopped into the modern world#and Shang Qinghua immediately knowing oh my god thats Luo Binghe LUO BINGHE THE PROTAGONIST FROM MY STORY? AS A BABY? WAIT I MADE HIM#i MADE HIM AS A STORY WHYNISNHE REAL I CANT BE A REAL FATHER HELP#i just think modern airplane trying to take care of a baby demon would be so...so funny#he's going to try his BEST#nibbelraz#my art
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Yeah, he don't bite. Instead, he'll atomic breath you
He's still a lil baby :)
This image just immediately made me think of them:
#godzilla#godzilla x kong: the new empire#godzilla minus one#mv godzilla being a doting big bro he is#he knows Minus One is destructive lil gremlin#but he still loves his lil baby bro#probs spoils him a bit too much#i wonder why he never treated Ultima such way#Is it because Ultima is the second youngest??#we'll never know#but just know that Goji loves his bros...#kinda...#in his own way#lol#anyway Minus One is a lil gremlin#a very evil one that is....#why am i typing this weird story lore thingy here on tags#??????#it's past midnight#i shud sleep#do not repost#my art
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