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haec-an · 27 days

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sweet baby bear

#HIS TEETH IM LITERALLY SOBBING #HE NEEDS RO BE KISSED AND KISSED AND KISSED AND KISSED.#Im sOo sadjfjfjfjf #MY BABY ANGEL UGH #donghyuck #lee donghyuck #lee haechan #nct haechan #haechan #nct dream #nct #nct fansign

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clarkgriffon · 1 year

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ALPHABETICAL FAVES ⟹ M is for... Max Mayfield

#strangerthingsedit #stranger things #stedit #max mayfield #maxmayfieldedit #creations #alphabetical faves #when she was first introduced i was like ugh. a tomboy in the group of guys? how cliche!#now she is my precious little angel baby girl

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mcmuppet · 2 months

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my bestie boys 🫶🏼

lando heart eyes norris + osc heart eyes piastri

#i'm squealing #and smiling so wide #i missed baby faced lando ngl #my papaya boys #my angel boys #ugh #mclaren #landoscar #lando norris #oscar piastri #f1

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cowboykakashi · 1 year

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We moved into a new house that has a balcony so now his lordship can watch over us from on high

#Hubert #that one post of his is getting notes again so here’s a Hube update for anyone who wants it #he loves the new house he and Bernie run around and up and down the stairs all the time it’s good #he’s fallen off the balcony one time and since has been more careful #but I do keep trying to get him to jump down into my loving arms and he just WONT WHY DONT YOU LOVE ME MY BABY MY CHILD MY LITTLE ANGEL #ugh ok tags now #cat #cats #cute cat #kitties #tuxedo cat #black and white cat #petblr #catblr #cats of tumblr #peep the Sasuke and Naruto blanket out wifi password is yaoiranch420 lol

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tmcsartstuff · 3 months

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So I noticed something… and I thought that it just might be because of the pacing but nope.

So I timed it just to make sure, and I was right. One minute and thirty seconds (rounded)

This is the time inbetween the end of Husk's talk with Alastor and his next appearance behind the bar looking as ok and husk as ever.

(Well, as okay as Husk can look.)

So in fictional time considering the fact that Mimzy is still there that's at max about imma say an hour and a half since Alastor scared him half to death. Even if he’s used to it, that’s still a hella quick bounce back.

just like Angel. Both him and Angel recover insanely quick and it breaks my heart.

I know that after you would have to put up with what they have to for so long over and over you grow numb and recover like a flash. In Angel’s case he literally fakes it till he makes it with Val, and Husk can simply hide his emotions with a grumpy face from Alastor’s outbursts.

Just something I noticed while rewatching the episode. Still hurts..

#hazbin hotel #huskerdust #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin hotel angel dust #am I insane or is it just the timing?#Either way this reallly sucks for the both of them #hazbin hotel spoilers #Rewatched episode #My poor babies #if this is true then UGH #How long do you think the gap was #Then again #This show makes me wanna cry istg #Could be a small detail or just a pacing mistake #Still tho #my brain thinks otherwise

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archie-sunshine · 6 months

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SO @pinkanonwrites and I are watching EARTHSPARK now as well, and theyre my fucking CHILDREN

I adore them so. these perfect kids

#art #transformers #transformers earthspark #tf earthspark #earthspark thrash #earthspark twitch #mo malto #earthspark mo #AH SHIT I FORGOT ONE OF HIS WHEELS #ugh its fine #anyway thrash is my perfect baby angel

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frnkiebby · 2 months

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they’re so goddamn stupid~🎃

edit: i should’ve looked harder, this is an edit. :/ it’s so cute too goddamnit. pls have a replacement for gerard way wednesday~🎃

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muertawrites · 2 years

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Bandanna anon back again, different thought this time. Ok so Eddie lives (obviously, why wouldn’t he?) but he has to go to the hospital where they shave his head in order to give him stitches and just Eddie with a buzz cut 😌 convincing Eddie you still love him without his hair 😊 Eddie growing it out and having these little ringlets that you fight him to not tease out 😍 Eddie’s hair growing back as a reminder of him healing 🥰

bandana anon i love youuuu *mluah* 😛

as a traumatized and healing bitch i love this. i 👏🏻 love 👏🏻 this 👏🏻

eddie x hopper!reader bc parallels 🥺

Your father is up before anyone else in the house, as always. You roll out of bed to find him at the kitchen table, reading the day's newspaper and nursing his second cup of coffee. Instead of saying good morning, he just grunts at you.

"How's he doing?" he asks as you help yourself to what's left in the pot.

It's an odd question, coming from him.

Jim Hopper had always hated the "him" he was referring to - the scruffy miscreant who he'd busted multiple times for vandalism, petty theft, public intoxication, possession...

He hated him even more when he found out his eldest child had fallen hard for him.

Even more when the way he found out was walking into your room one evening after he'd snuck in, finding the boy in a precarious position between your legs.

But since the earthquake, he'd softened. He saw the way Eddie looked at you, the way he risked his life to protect you, and suddenly a criminal history didn't matter as much.

He was troubled, sure. But he was good to you. He made you happy. And that was enough for Jim.

"He's okay," you reply. "Nightmares again last night. Couldn't sleep."

Your dad hums, sympathetic.

"Those'll stick around for a while."

As if on cue, the man in question emerges from your bedroom, looking as ragged and sleep deprived as he feels. He wears a gray beanie over his newly shaven head, hiding the ugly gash that lies beneath. He doesn't meet your eye, popping a cigarette into his mouth and slipping onto the back porch. You sigh.

"Still upset over his hair, huh?" Jim comments.

"Yeah," you confirm. "It, um... It reminds him of his dad, I think. How he used to make him shave it."

Your father is also familiar with the elder Munson, the crime that got him thrown into prison with a life sentence. More so with the abuse he used to inflict upon his son, since he was the one who answered many of those calls.

"Munson was a scumbag," Jim grumbles. "Hard to believe a kid as good as Eddie came from him."

You smile at the compliment, which your dad shares over the edge of his paper, pursing his lips together to try and hide it. Coffee in hand, you open the back door and join Eddie, sinking down beside him on the porch steps.

"Mornin', angel," he greets you.

You lay your head on his shoulder, and he wraps his arm around you, keeping you warm against the spring chill. In the distance, what remains of downtown Hawkins smolders, sending ribbons of black smoke into the clear blue sky.

"How's your head doing today?" you ask.

He doesn't answer, opting instead to take a long drag of his cigarette.

"... You've gotta show me at some point."

Eddie huffs, flicking ash into the tray your father keeps on the back porch.

"You don't wanna see it," he mumbles. " 's pretty bad."

"So are the ones on your neck," you remind him. "But you let me kiss those."

He side eyes you, and you can tell he's trying to argue the sense you somehow manage to talk into him. You were the one who dragged him back through the portal when he tried to be a hero, after all.

"... You're not gonna like it," he finally admits. "I'm not... I'm not me anymore."

"You still eat Froot Loops for dinner," you contest. "That's pretty you."

He tries to fight the laugh that bubbles in his chest, the resulting smile warming your heart with just how genuine it is. You haven't seen him smile like that in far too long.

"I'm just worried you're not... You're like, serially into guys with long hair," he continues. "My hair was what got you to notice me in the first place. What if... What if you're not... What if I'm not attractive to you anymore?"

You sit up, taking his face in your hands; almost a little too aggressively, because he flinches the slightest bit in surprise.

"Eddie," you say. "Do you know what the sexiest thing about you is?"

He stares at you blankly.

"That stupid demon voice you do when you're playing a villain in a campaign," you tell him. "The over the top, snarly, borderline feral voice that comes out of you when you get really into it. It's ridiculous. And I'd be lying to you if I told you I didn't cum so hard the couple times it's come out during sex."

Eddie's eyes pop, mortified.

"I've used it during sex?"

You laugh, nodding as you lean forward to peck his lips.

"Yes. But my point is that you're goofy, and dramatic, and clever, and sweet, and so shamelessly you that this-" you pat the beanie covering his head "- doesn't matter to me. What matters is that you're safe. That you're still with me."

Eddie raises a hand to your cheek, gently running his thumb over the high point of the bone. He gazes lovingly, dreamily down at you, a bemused smile curling his lips.

"I don't deserve you," he murmurs.

"You deserve me more than anyone."

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"Stop."

You lift the comb out of Eddie's hand, kissing him on the cheek as you do.

"They're cute. Leave them."

He tsks, snatching the comb back up when you set it on the bathroom counter, resuming the process of teasing out the ringlets his hair has started to grow into.

"It looks better longer," he growls, frustrated. "I hate my fuckin' hair."

"Can I have help?"

El appears in the doorway, holding her own set of styling tools. Her hair has also grown out quite a bit, now at the awkward length where it has to be styled every day or else look totally unpresentable. You gesture her inside, perching on the closed lid of the toilet as she sits on the floor in front of you, letting you work your older sibling magic. In a matter of minutes, her locks have been tamed; she bounds up to the mirror beside Eddie to inspect your work.

"It's coming back," she notices, looking up at him. "Your scar is almost gone."

He hums, running a contemplative finger over the raised, darkened bit of flesh peeking from his hairline. The scar runs all the way around his skull, down the back of his neck, but it's disappeared under the nest of dark brown curls that have grown in since his stint in the hospital.

He grins at her in the mirror, pointing to her wrist.

"So's yours," he notes, indicating her tattoo. "Ink's fading."

El smiles back, positively beaming. Her hand lifts to trace the bats etched above his elbow, a habit she's picked up in the months since Eddie moved in. She loves him like a brother. It makes your heart want to explode.

"I like your hair like this," she admits. "You look better than before. You're healing."

Eddie pauses, his face crumpling like he's about to start sobbing. You hide your smile behind your hand as he takes a deep breath, regaining his composure, then takes one of El's own curls between two fingers, pulling and releasing so it bounces like a spring. She giggles at him, playfully smacking his hand away.

"You're lookin' better too, short stack," he says. "Guess we're both gonna be okay."

#eddie munson #eddie asks #muerta's works #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x gn!reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson x you #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson x you fluff #i had to have an eddie and el interaction i just HAD to #he'd love her #they'd adopt each other as siblings #ugh el my sweet baby angel #also eddie and hopper interactions????#i need more of them #eddie munson x hopper!reader

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funeralprye · 5 months

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"I love the look on your face when I'm tempting you, this is a part of me you begged to let you see"

Feeling sad so I'm gonna write to get my mind off of shit. Currently thinking about subby Noah and this exotic fantasy of mine.

Kinda filthy, kinda cute, lots of begging, whining, he might've got smacked once and just him being such a good boy 🥺

You and Noah sat in the living room on the couch, him laying on your chest while you stroked his hair and gave him a kiss on the forehead when he looked up at you with needy eyes.

"Y/N, I'm feeling really small and needy and I want you, I want to feel your touch, I want you to use me and uh.. he feels embarrassed but says please degrade me, please miss?" You looked at him with lust in your eyes, "oh baby boy is that what you need right now?" "

He looks at you feeling even more needy and with a high pitched whine he says "please baby, pretty please?" He says begging and if he begs enough and sounds that pretty while doing it he knows you'll give in to him.

"Lay back, my precious baby angel" you say. He gets closer to you pressing his face into your chest hiding his beautiful features, feeling shy. "Noah, you don't have to be shy around me my precious boy, you know mommy is always gonna take good care of you"

He just looks at you then says "I know mommy.. but if you want to take care of me please give me what I want right now, please baby, please my pretty girl?" "I said for you to lay back and relax, honey" you say sternly. He pulls away from your chest, he does what you say, obeying you.

He lays back on the couch resting his pretty head on the couch arm, you lower yourself to his crotch, you go to unbuckle his pants when he tenses up saying "B-but what if I wanted to taste you first?" He says with puppy dog eyes. You say, "not until I taste you pretty boy" he pouts "now open your legs further" he obeys being a good boy.

you take his length into your hand pumping it slowly, you wanted to tease him and make him obey you. He shivers to your touch, trying to hold back a small whimper, "let it out baby, let your owner know how good I'm making you feel" he begins thrusting in your hand while letting out the prettiest moans you ever heard. You look at him pulling your hand away, "good boys don't try to take control, Noah.." he looks sexually frustrated, begging you to suck his aching cock or just to touch him, anywhere.

"p-p-please, Y/N, show me how much you love me, please?" He managed to stutter out. "Mommy will baby, but I love to tempt you just to see the look on that pretty face of yours" he whines "I want you to fuck me and use me as your toy" him saying that made you feel butterflies in your stomach. It's like he never wanted anything more than to feel himself inside of you.

You kiss his neck, chest, hands and his thighs, he squeezes his thighs together while your head was between his legs. Gently grabbing you by the hair pushing you further down between his legs, while whispering "please, please, please" taking a breath in-between his words. "I just love when you beg sweet boy" you take no time getting to the point quickly, you wrap your lips around the tip of his cock, taking your tongue, barely grazing him.

He grabs you a little rougher than before and pushes you down taking his whole length in your mouth. You look up at him, bliss crossing his face, and you say "my rules since you are so desperate for me to have my way with you, there will be no touching me or yourself, okay, noah?" He whimpers "but I love touching you and thinking about you when I touch myself" he says softly "not this time okay?" You say. "There will be other times when you're allowed to touch me, but today you have be a good boy and behave."

You crawl off of his lap leaving him touch starved, you went to get his plushie off of the bed. You return in the room seeing him barely stroking himself, whining and whimpering quietly thinking you couldn't hear his precious voice.

You walked back over to him and he looks up at you all nervous with his big brown eyes, "m-mommy, "i-im so sorry.." "I'm sorry for being naughty and touching myself" his voice shakes scared of what his punishment would be.

You grab him by the face squishing his precious cheeks, you raise your hand to smack him across the face he whimpers again. Quickly taking his hand rubbing his red cheek from the hit you have just give him, his eyes watery, looking like he was about to cry.

"mommy you hurt me.." "oh I thought that's what my pretty boy wanted hm? To be degraded and used?" He grabs you by the hips when you sit on his lap trying to grind up against you, "Noah, I told you, hands off." He looks at you desperately and needy. You reach him his plushie and told him to hold it while you fuck him. You stand up taking your clothes off and underwear, then you strip him of his next.

His wet cock standing straight up, curling against his stomach. You take your hand rubbing yourself slowly, just enough to get yourself wet for him. He watches squirming desperately, clinching his plushie tight. You stop touching yourself then hover above his cock, taking the tip into your folds rubbing it just so he could feel how wet you were, teasing him.

He moans out your name "fuck- fuck me pleaseee" he cries, his voice cracking. You finally take every inch of him inside of you bouncing on his cock roughly like he begged for. You hear his pretty high pitched moans and his cries out because of the pleasure he was feeling, having a iron grip on his plushie as he cuddled it wishing he could touch you. Trying his best not to thrust into you. You were getting close and so was he, then you gave a few more bounces and came on his cock, he twitches inside of you, he looks at you with pretty eyes and you were getting lost in them, his eyes were like fire to you. He says out in a cry "please please baby hold me while I cum, I'm begging please I want to be held" you reach your arms around the needy soft boy holding him tight, his head rests on your shoulder as he moans, you feel his cock throbbing while his legs shake violently, filling you up with his cum while he moans your name with his girly moans and whines.

he was sending you over the edge with his pretty voice, everything about him you loved. He finally wrapped his strong arms around you, holding you him being nervous because he wasn't sure if he was allowed to touch just yet. You look at him "it's okay baby, you can touch" he looked relieved when you said that. You two stay that way for awhile, bodies intertwined, cuddling your precious boy as he wanted. You pull away from him standing up putting your clothes back on, he stops you, "you know you can wear my hoodie and just your underwear because now I want cuddles and to trace my fingers over your pretty thighs" he loved when you wore his hoodie with just your underwear

You two lay back down on the couch, he crawls back on your chest feeling like the needy boy he was. He rests his head while you play with his hair, running your fingers through it, as he traces his long tattooed fingers over your thigh. wrapping your arms around him letting him know that you were sorry for the little smack you gave him earlier and that it's okay to feel needy and small and want to be the little spoon. You loved seeing him this way.

Ugh. I. Want. Him. And I want him to be my precious little needy boy 🥺

#noah sebastian #bad omens #bad omens cult #bad omens band #He's my guilty pleasure #Subby Noah #Angel baby #Baby boy #noah sebastian smut #noah sebastian x reader #noah sebastian bad omens #i love him so much #the cutest #Ugh #I need him

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thetransguard · 11 days

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the thing is there r actually solid and valid reasons to dislike and be neutral ab toshiro but some ppl r going out of their way to misread the text and make shit up that literally did not happen and you are muddying your own experience of the dunmeshi manga/anime as well as flanderizing the characters and writing

#'i dislike toshiro because he was harsh towards laios' an acceptable read and opinion #'i think shuro (ugh) is a horrible human being and the worst character in the story because he is an ableist pos who wilfully manipulated #my white angel baby grown man who has done nothing wrong in his life' im going to throw a chalk at your forehead #also to the white ppl saying laios calling toshiro by the wrong name was an honest mistake yeah it is. i know. doesnt stop it from being #microaggressive though. cant believe i have to say this but not all racism is conscious and wilful #dungeon meshi #seph.txt

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haec-an · 6 months

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mark & haechan for the unity week 2 day 1

#literslly was so baffled yesterday #whats to come of today oh ny god #my baby angels ugh #markhyuck #mahae #mark lee #nct mark #nct mark lee #nct #nct the unity #nct 127 #haechan #lee haechan #nct haechan #donghyuck #lee donghyuck

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lovepotionnumber5 · 2 months

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had myself an ugly time rereading some good ol' 80s comics, which feature imho some of the most devastating pages in dc comics history. tl;dr, its after '85 crisis, meaning kara has died (dick giorlando you live up to your name) and has also been pretty much wiped from existence in very comics fashion. she doesn't appear in continuity from '85 crisis until 2001, i dont think--with one exception. christmas with the super-heros #2 (1989). my babygirl.

its not super complicated--each hero gets their own little story on how they spend their holiday, helping others (superman), feeling sad about robin (batman), let some rich guy pretend to be santa (hal and barry), and deadman possess a repo man to make him give money to the people he's hurt. he also sends some wine and presents to his old friends.

and he's lonely. no one can see him. what's the point? is misery the reward for his acts of good?

and if they were going to do crisis.......

why the FUCK didnt they at least give us something like this.

#god im back in a comics kick rn #you can ignore this but like #fucking hell man #can you imagine?#a kara who agrees to be wiped from memory...if it means saving everyone #maybe it wont fix everything--maybe lex is still out there and a homicidal xenophone #maybe her friends lives are duller #maybe in essence she goes the way of her people #maybe kal only ever learns of their culture through holograms #but the world is saved. they might not know her but theyre safe #i also rewatched no way home not too long ago and that got me thinking general amnesia as well but like. oof #these two pages just make me FERAL like...two dead people talking to each other. was it fair? no. dying isn't usually fair #just...kara as a guardian angel. kara reminding people why theyre heroes when they cant remember (when they cant remember her)#something about it man....love it or hate it crisis 85 was ambitious and iconic and if youre going to toss around its name...#you better come to fucking play #as usual the cw showed up and shot a baby in face and then said my work here is done and vanished #ugh. back to your scheduled programming

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howdoyousleep3 · 2 years

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K I just keep thinking about that pic of Chris playing golf and then that thought turns into Daddy Steve playing golf and maybe Bucky came along but is so bored so he starts trying to distract Daddy and it seems like it’s not working so Bucky’s pouting and then all of a sudden Steve backs him up against and a tree and gets all growly and yeah 🙈🙈

Oh my god, Hannah! UGH, what a heady fucking thought! Daddy Steve out here trying to relax with a few friends, his baby insisting he's more than happy with tagging along then getting bored an hour in.

Who knew golf would take so long! What is he supposed to do aside from sip on seltzers and sneak pictures of his Daddy he can look at later in the privacy of his own jerk off session? Ugh!

And who knew that three black cherry seltzers would leave him feeling so bold and bratty so easily? He starts to pout when Daddy pulls away from kisses too soon, starts to whine when it's Steve's turn each round. "How much longer? Did you bring snacks? They have drinks, I know, but do they have treats? Popsicles?"

Steve can barely handle the distraction because...

Daddy Steve is secretly a sucker for a pouty, bratty, spoiled baby.

It's something they rarely see. Bucky is an angel, is grateful and precious and all things good. So when that voice of Bucky's hits a spoiled lilt, when that bottom lip comes out to play, Daddy can't help but get a lot hard a little too fast.

One dramatic roll of the eyes, one even more spoiled whine, and Daddy can't let this behavior continue any longer. He's playing a shit game anyway, hits the ball over past some bushes, shouts for Bucky to come help him find his lost ball.

Bucky's whine that follows his command has his balls throbbing.

"Steve, is this the last hole? I don't want to—

The hand over his mouth is much more of a surprise than the bite of bark in his back.

"Sweetheart, I've had just about enough'a your mouth today and that's sayin' somethin' because you know how much I love that pretty thing..."

Have mercy, the way that boy would light up, the way that special kind of heat reserved just for Daddy would zip right up his spine. His eyes all wide, the way his body naturally arches into Steve's, wanting to be good. Christ, the way he feels up against Steve's body, Daddy would have to pause to purr and get a few good squeezes in, right down Bucky's sides, his hips, his ass.

Focus, Rogers.

He brings a hand back up to wrap loosely around the front of Bucky's throat.

"I've got three more holes left to get through and I'd really really like to get through them without you givin’ me any more attitude than you already have. You wanted to come, Daddy didn't make you come, you remember that? Now go sit your tight little ass in that cart, look pretty, and preoccupy yourself until I'm done. Do you understand me?"

Bucky would be panting, hard between his legs, eyelids heavy. He goes fucking nuts for Steve when he gets into this Big Daddy mood, gags for it, and now is no different. His hands reach out to squeeze at Steve's hips, slipping under his shirt in a happy accident. Shit, his skin is so warm, fuck.

"Yes, Daddy."

“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” Steve rumbles against Bucky’s lips before turning him around and smacking him on the ass, sending him on his way to do exactly as Daddy said.

How many smacks on the ass for his behavior do you think Bucky gets that night when they get home? I think Daddy would wait until he hears sniffles, would drag it out and have his own fun. 😮‍💨

Bless you, lovebug. This was a delicious thought to have on self care sunday, nomnomnom. 💕

#askK #daddy steve and baby bucky #daddy steve #baby bucky #ugh yes yes yes #we love to see an angel baby get a little pouty and a daddy that embraces him to the fullest #baby bucky pulling a stevie baby hehe #my writing #all mistakes are mine

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ascendingtostardust · 5 months

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