#bark baby

[vongulli]

Some doodles over the past bit!!!

[dandelion-roots]

[ID: a digital comic in two panels featuring bungou stray dogs characters. the first shows atsushi banging open a door and shouting, dazai-san! are you oka- the second shows a shot from the anime where chuuya is holding dazai against a wall by his neck. the text reads, homoerotic atmosphere, and four squares with text point out whats happening. they read, casual hand in pocket, chokehold, knife, and lastly um... followed by two sweat drops pointing at chuuya's knee between dazai's legs. a tiny panel in the corner shows atsushi covering his eyes with his tiger paws and blushing as he says, i'm sorry... end ID]

come here. crack open the canon with me for a minute. consider. what if atsushi hadn't listened to everyone telling him dazai would be fine and left to save him only to witness whatever the fuck was going on in that cellar. consider the bit.

[emmyrosee]

Bakugou is, for all intents and purposes, a massive baby.

God forbid you leave him for ten minutes before he starts wandering around the house looking for you. Mercy on you if you go out to the grocery store and don’t take him. And how dare you even consider get up to get a snack when he's in the bathroom, letting your shared spot get cold.

These things, he can not let go easily.

Naturally, this slips your mind every once in a while because a peaceful life with Bakugou Katsuki doesn't exist. When you forget, he makes it his mission to force you to remember his clingy ass.

Tonight, it would appear to be no different.

It's 02:30 when you snap back to reality, bleary eyes blinking to get your bearings back.

The lamp on the side table blinds you momentarily, there's music coming from the tv- credits, you deduce, from the show Denki had raved to you both about. When you angle your head up, you're met with a firm jawline that lets out a loud snore from the slight disturbance.

Katsuki never was good at staying awake during these things.

Smiling up at him, you're quick to place a tender little kiss on his chin, watching as the corners of his mouth twitches slightly. Gently, you slip out of his arms and cover him with the blanket, using the parted lips releasing the smallest little snores to ensure his slumber. He smacks his lips and turns slightly on his side, as if chasing the warmth you'd taken away, and you click the tv off to keep him in the dark. You shuffle your way into your bedroom to get your own rest; you shiver once you slip under the covers, the fabric cold from the lack of use and lack of Katsuki's body heat.

The minute you do warm up, however, you're out like a light, and you remain so for a few hours.

But then, there's someone at the end of your bed. You feel them, and it wakes you just barely. You shift the blankets higher on your shoulder for protection from whatever your subconsious picks up, and just when you feel normal, something speaks.

“I’m gonna kill you.”

The raspy voice coming from the foot of your bed is more than enough to snap you from your sleep, but it isn’t until you see the massive, bulky frame that your heart sinks and you scream, you scream as loud as you can, immediately scrambling to the corner of your bed.

“Stop screaming, it’s me.”

Your shaking hands immediately shoot to the lamp next to your bed and upon flicking it on, you’re greeted by a sleepy Katsuki, blanket around his shoulders and sleepy scowl on his face, as if you’re the one who just inconvenienced him.

“You freak! What are you doing!” You snap, quickly rubbing your eyes to knock the sleep from them to properly scold. He merely shrugs and smacks his tired lips, indifferent to the previous heart attack he’d given you.

“Left me alone on the couch,” he says, dropping the blanket onto the floor before crawling into bed next to you, casually. “We were snuggling. You abandoned me.”

“You-! I was-! Why-!”

“You’re lucky I love you so much,” he says, burying his face into his pillow and making a grabby hand for you, “c’mere, wanna spoon.”

Your heart, still pounding in your chest, finally lets breaths of air in, your hands trembling as you flick back off the light. You’re still mad, now shaking with fury, and as you roll to have your back facing him, you try to take deep breaths to calm down and not smother the man you somehow chose to love with a pillow.

“Hey,” he grumbles, tugging your sleep shirt. “Come here.”

“I can’t fucking stand you, Katsuki. I don’t even want to be in the same bed as you right now, you scared the fucking shit out of me.”

“Didn’t mean to,” he says softly. “Jus’ wanted to be close to you.”

“And you thought threATENING ME AT THE END OF OUR BED WAS A GOOD WAY TO DO THAT?”

He goes silent, and you almost think he’s given up, and just as you blink your stinging eyes, he suddenly rolls on top of you, knocking the wind out of you at his heaviness.

“Katsuki!” You scold, but it’s shrouded in laughter, an absolute contrast of how you just were talking all of ten seconds ago.

“Now you can’t leave,” he says, cockily. “You wake me again and I will kill you.”

“You woke me up just now! You could’ve easily come to bed like any sane person!”

“….”

“Katsuki!”

“Cant hear you, I’m asleep.”

“KATSUKI!”

[andy-clutterbuck]

Rick Grimes in The Ones Who Live | 1x04 - What We

[somnas-writes]

Another thing that makes the straw hats stand out as a crew is that they have snack time.

From what I’ve seen about other pirate crew, they’re usually tight on food. Whether it be rationing or straight up starving, they always have a limit on how much they eat.

But not the straw hats. They have a huge kitchen and dining area. Their cook has specialized menus for each and every person he meets. It’s seen in the way he adapts to feed zoro, who doesn’t eat overly sweet things and which chopper, who does like sweet things. He does all that while also doing his job and making sure they’re all healthy.

A testament to his skills as a cook is just how much the straw hats grew as he began feeding them. Luffy got taller, Usopp and Zoro got more muscle, Namis body began actually filling out, because they all had likely been underweight before or borderline malnourished before.

As a crew, they’re different. They have snack time, everyone gets something catered to them. Even for how much sanji puts in a facade of only doing it for the girls, he still feeds the boys and modifies each serving for them.

Another thing, each crewmate has an area designed for them. Franky specifically designed the ship with them in mind. People he met like, 46 hours before. He synced up to their wave length right on away.

Zoro has the crows nest, Nami has her own office, Robin has a seat on the deck and the library, Usopp has two separate workshops dedicated to him, and of course, Luffy has his special seat on the the figure head of The Thousand Sunny.

They’re a special crew because they know how the others work, they know each other so well that it’s like they’re operating on a higher frequency.

compared to a lot of other crews we see? They’re special, because they have snacktime

[ln4-llingforu]

He re-signed and he looked good doing it!

[tubesock86]

sweet boyyyyy

[ghouljams]

I can’t get over the thought of Fae!Ghost carrying the baby and calling her cabbage as a term of affection🥺🥺🥺

The way I think Ghost generally is such a girl dad, like he just has the vibe. I can't explain it. He would love a daughter so much and I can't believe that I'm going along with this dubiously Canon garden baby.

She has the tiniest little fingers Simon's ever seen. The sweetest little pink lips, and scrunchy nose when she yawns and cuddles close against his chest. He could stare at her for ages and never get tired of it.

"She has your nose," he says, soft and low, fingers tracing the lines of the baby's cheek, the folds of its ear, "clingy like you too."

"You can spare her a compliment," you smile, resting your head against his shoulder to look down at where your little seedling is nestled in the crook of his arm.

"Those are compliments," Simon huffs. He likes you clingy, loves every piece of you including this tiny big surprise. You reach to adjust the makeshift onesie, fingers delicate as you take her little hand between your fingers. He's never seen you so gentle with anything.

"She's really ours," its half a question, you almost sound like you don't believe it. Simon understands the sentiment. Nothing this delicate, nothing this needy and perfect, should ever have come from anything he did. "God she's really ours." You choke, your absolute and overwhelming joy lighting up gold in his chest. Simon turns his head to kiss your temple, feeling the wetness of your tears through the fabric of his shirt. The feeling is mutual.

"You hold her," he coaxes gently, you sob around a smile and nod as he transfers the newborn to your arms. You look so sweetly down at her, eyes still brimming with unshed tears, Simon can't help pulling you into his lap. His big arms wrapping around you to hold you close against his chest, chin resting on your shoulder to keep an eye on the slumbering infant. "Little cabbage needs a name," he smiles feeling your shoulders shake with repressed laughter.

"The cabbage needs a lot of stuff, let's start with diapers and formula before we get to the big shit."

"Lets watch the fucking language in front of the baby." That gets an actual laugh from you, water and pure.

"We're going to be such awful parents." You tell him, cuddling closer, and Simon thinks his heart might squeeze just a bit too tight. Something about the way you sigh and relax against him, the way you hold his child, his child. Both of you safe and his in his arms.

He doesn't stop purring for hours.

[hp-hcs]

happy birthday to lorenzo zurzolo, this beautiful hunk of a man

[king-magppi]

Recent works! It's about time I posted more... 🍭🎉

Enjoy!!! These are just what I have colored for now! I have a bunch more I gotta get finished soon.

[rat-rosemary]

Trying to offend George and Sapnap by telling them that "Dream made them" its like trying to offend a domestic dog by telling it their human orders them around

Like, yes??? So what, they're my best friend that I trust with my life. Where's your human that provides you warmth and shelter and a successful career and thousands of dollars?

[kangals]

we went to Petco for some exposure practice and got to do his favorite/my least favorite thing (training). he tries so hard 🥺

[renereneo]

haii whats ur order? 🍟

[badly-drawn-doflamingo]

‘Bedtime Stories’

[emmadarci]

JODIE COMER as WOMAN THE END WE START FROM (2023/24) dir. Mahalia Belo

[awkwardbakugou]

Training day is my favorite day 😩