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tteokdoroki · 2 years

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tw: breastfeeding, bad pregnancies n supportive bakugou cries

“what’re you doin’ down here?”

it’s the middle of the night; probably nearer to three in the morning when you catch your husband’s gruff voice before you see him emerge into the kitchen; the sharp edge of his handsomely matured jawline illuminated by the silver moonlight. smiling as he rubs sleep from his ruby encrusted eyes— you hold up a baby bottle mina had gifted you from the baby shower, filled with breast milk as you set a timer up on the warmer.

“your son was hungry again,” you hum, placing the bottle back into the warmer, smiling as warm and familiar arms wrap around your waist and calloused fingers trace the c-section scar. “he wouldn’t latch so i figured we’d try a bottle tonight.”

bakugou makes a noise of disapproval in his throat, squeezing you close to his chest as if to cushion you— protect you. “y’shoulda come ‘n got me, need all the rest you can get feedin’ a hungry tike like that all day,” he rasps into the shell of your ear, swaying your bodies to the quiet tick of the one minute timer on your baby bottle warmer. “we agreed t’split feeding, r’member?”

your husband is warm, like a comforting hug or the safest place to be in the world— and if you’re not careful, you might fall asleep standing up. “i didn’t know you were awake kats, besides you just came back from a long mission and—“

“firstly.. had to put the little princess back t’bed, she wanted to know how her parents met.” bakugou grunts, spinning you softly in his arms— fingers brushing over your wedding ring, his forehead practically plastered to yours. “secondly, none of that, we’re a fuckin’ team, we do this shit together,”

maybe it’s the left over hormones tingling through your body; the exhaustion of being a mother to two of the country’s most adored children and the wife of a top pro hero… but you feel yourself curl in on katsuki, feel your body flood with relief knowing that you can always count on him no matter what you both go through.

the timer on the bottle warmer ticks with the indication that your son’s late night meal is ready— and before you can reach for it, bakugou has your eyes on his once again. tired with age and becoming new parents for the second time, the stress of your son’s difficult pregnancy and labour evident in the crease between his brows despite you both being closer to the start of your careers than retiring, but masked by the love in his eyes.

he picks it up, kissing your forehead as he goes— guiding you back up to the first floor of the home you built together, where you part ways at the landing. bakugou to the nursery and you back to the comfort of your bed.

“get some rest,” katsuki tells you, sleepy but warmly. “don’ wait up for me, kay?”

you know that your hungry four month old son is in good hands, that your three year old daughter is sleeping safe and soundly— but something in your heart tells you that you can’t truly rest until the last bakugou is tucked into your arms tonight.

“no promises,” you say wistfully, grateful to your husband and your children— counting your blessings too.

#bakugou x reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou drabbles #i juz love heem #wanted a warm up #so here #tw: c section #tw: pregnancy #tteokdoroki #🗑. aali’s chatroom #will format later

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inkskinned · 10 months

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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

#almost wrote the champagne line as ''effervescent'' but legit could not write it without saying ''effervescent like a snail''#ah tumblr...#writeblr #warm up #idk . having trouble writing rn #ps i don't like to talk about it . it is my medical information. but before you ask. yes this is about being on the spectrum #i really don't like when ppl make my writing about how im [whatever ID]. i want it to ring true for the people who it rings true for #i don't want it to be like ''awwwww look at this person!!! she's the EXCEPTION!!! :)" .....#no.... not really.....#idk something gross happens whenever i admit to certain conditions and i turn into like inspiration p*rnography #like yes they actually let us use keyboards these days #furthermore i just... dont feel comfortable talking about this part of me. i had too bad of a childhood. adhd is one thing...#this one im like. still coming to terms with. which is like. my own journey.#idk. just please be kind. some things are more private than others. this one feels private to me.#i do not know how to help others w/this . and i do not know how to help myself. i will talk about it if im ever ready. idk if that will #actually ever happen #ty in advance i love u im kissing you we are kissing somewhere on the spectrum

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chloesimaginationthings · 4 months

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Gregory reminded Michael of some bad FNAF memories,,,

#myart #chloesimagination #comic #michael afton #fnaf gregory #glamrock freddy #fnaf #security breach #sister location #fnaf fanart #five nights at freddy's #Giving Michael trauma flashbacks 😭#Gregory just wanted to show Michael his cool mecha!!#Michael might seem cold but he genuinely wants to keep Gregory safe #sorry Freddy Michael is distrustful towards you #Michael just has to get to know Freddy first to warm up to him

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lotus-pear · 2 months

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hngghh domestic......

#screaming crying throwing up sliding down the wall soft skk makes me so feel so warm and giddy #listen i love their canon dynamic but a hopeless part of me wants them to fall in love and pursue a tranquil domestic life #free from the burdens of their jobs and their past (<- i am delusional this will never happen)#A GIRL CAN DREAM #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #bsd #osamu dazai #dazai osamu #chuuya nakahara #nakahara chuuya #soukoku #skk #lotus draws

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parisoonic · 10 days

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pals drinking together (hand practice that got out of control)

#team fortress 2 #tf2 fanart #tf2 #tf2 medic #tf2 heavy #heavymedic #im british ok drawing people drinking is part of my hierarchy of needs #i had to draw so many casual outfits so it didn't look like a singular pubcrawl #these are all unrelated doodles i collected together but #i wanted it to sort of look like heavy is warming up to medic over time and medic is learning to shut up and listen #trying to expand my mental library of hands and holding glasses by drawing them a lot sigh #some of these hands are terrible so back to the drawing board (har har) until i get them right #one day i'll draw these characters consistantly

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mienar · 9 months

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"as the sun sets,"

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#artists on tumblr #animated illustration #backgrounds #digital art #2d animation #myillust #background art #environment illustration #animated gif #sunset #cozy rooms #evening #ocean waves #reading nook #helloo! just wanted to share this quick little artwork i made! c: this was originally just a warm-up painting of the clouds #but i ended up liking the end result a looot so i added the window reading nook idea around it to really frame the clouds!#this really is a quick one heh so there's not much else to say - i really hope you'll like this!#and i hope you'll have a lovely day/night ahead!

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intotheelliwoods · 2 months

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Haha sort of a lead up to this post! And some bonus matching shirts-

#2 arms left #rottmnt #rise leo #leonardo hamato #rise of the tmnt #rise mikey #at first I was sus of the idea of sewing up sleeves but then idea warmed up to me as I drew it more haha-#anyways poptart is MY au leo #and I get to make him as orange coded as I want

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starwarjotta · 8 months

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Day 3 - cloak thankfully Obi-Wan's robe cloak is big enough to wrap around a certain Commander who might've been tossed into the freezing river during a mission oh and when there's a chance to make something even more Codywan? ofc I'll do it, here's a bonus

it was a long mission, okay

#codywan #CODYWAN #ofc codywan #star wars #starwarstober23 #obi wan kenobi #commander cody #any chance to have Cody wrapped up in Obi-Wan's oversized robe is taken in this blog #it warm and soft and big okay #very comfy #also Cody is so done #stupid missions with stupid rivers #Cody is soaked and he's not happy about it #Obi-Wan thinks he's kinda cute all drenched like that especially since he's grumpy about it #but also doesn't want him to catch a cold so ofc he'll give Cody his cloak robe thing #which makes Cody even CUTER in his opinion #idiots in love #btw did I mention CODYWAN

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hychlorions · 2 months

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a what-if i've been thinking about for forever... trucy knowing the truth before anyone could tell her

#trucy wright #apollo justice #ace attorney #.png #ough ough ough how many times has she helped 'ruin' someone's life...#like what if when she was so desperate to help phoenix get acquitted she gets hit in the face with the realization that #she might just be ruining her new-found brother's life too #so yeah. how would she even bring that up #haha hey polly. remember that time i handed you fake evidence. well did you know i saw your bracelet and remembered my mom had one too. fun #by the way did you know she told me she had two and gave one to her first-born who she lost a long time ago #like do we know how much trucy remembers about their mom. no! that's why i think this could work #ough i've wanted to make this comic for so long but i never knew how to format it #well i drew the first panel as warm-up and then was like. why not go all the way....#that way i'd be forced to really think about composition

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hotpotghosts · 1 month

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#chilaios #warm up doodle page +#jokes about the official restaurant AU bc I didn’t get why Chilchuck wasn’t in charge of wine then remembered #he’s the worlds smallest alcoholic and would deffo be stealing sips on the job #totally sloshed by the end of his shift he needed to be stopped #this mf be pouring himself a glass when people ask for wine #Senshi probably likes wine I just wanted him to blep #these are both older drawings is it obvious ahdhshd I need to get better at posting as I draw shit oops #ghostmakestuff

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raepliica · 6 months

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photosynthesizing🔆

#trigun #trimax #trigun maximum #vash the stampede #nicholas d. wolfwood #vashwood #raepliica_art #they get to have some mornings where they dont need to get up in a rush #snoozing in the sun at dawn when its not too hot yet #warming up after spending the cold night cuddled up together to conserve body heat #and they lay in comfortable silence as they start drifting off to sleep again lulled by each others slow breathing #...orz #its been cold these days so i wanted to draw smth warm

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inkskinned · 11 months

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you're in the habit of denying yourself things.

if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.

but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?

what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.

and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.

you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.

so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.

it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.

sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.

oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.

#warm up #this isn't good #writeblr #this is complicated by the fact i can't stand up too long or i fuckken pass out and <3 hit my damn head <3 #but i did take a deep breath and buy myself the stupid rice cooker #and!!! a very cheap sushi kit!!! i have been wanting to try making sushi for literally YEARS #the kit was only like 15 dollars!!!! and i haven't purchased it bc?!!??!?!?!?!!?#..... i didn't get the mixer tho that felt. like a lot. like too much.#on my list is a kitchenaid. one day when i get a check and i have paid off my student debt #and medical debt #i will put that first little bit of cash #into a kitchenaid 5qt stand mixer (with attachments)#i really do just go into their refurbished section and stare lustily at each option #but yeah i feel guilty about the rice cooker even tho i know for a fact this damn thing is gonna be a lifesaver #oh shit also fuck i forgot to mention . poached eggs

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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 5 months

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