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spilladabalia · 5 months
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Kim Gordon - Hungry Baby
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theloverofdragons · 7 months
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angoragoats · 2 years
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Feed me
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sweet-demure · 1 year
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hamsters100life · 1 year
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Hamster's Babies Waiting For Their Mom to Feed them🐹
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catholicmomlife · 2 years
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This morning I was laying in bed with my baby and I thought he was being all cute when he would roll over to me and wanted to be close making his cute baby noises. No, he was headbutting my boob so I could feed him. He wasn't being cuddly, he was just hungry. Here I thought we were just enjoying some snuggles.
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MAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
MAMA! I NEED SOME FOOD
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spearxwind · 8 months
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>STATIC SNOW /// VIOLENT FLAME<
(couldn't decide on one version so you get all of them)
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alisaint · 5 months
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absolutely obsessed with the fact that coriolanus is always .00002 seconds from strangling sejanus (who's oblivious to this and thinks coryo's the best ever) homer simpson style
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happyheidi · 1 year
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Babydoll sheep
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akakumoeteru · 6 months
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Small arguments.
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tornado1992 · 2 months
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Babyfied Tails not crying no matter how hungry or sick he’d be because when he was an actual toddler he learned that if he cried no one would come to help him, his cries would only attract the people who wanted to hurt him.
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laiiaaa · 8 months
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mornings with clingy Carmen on the brain :/
“Carm, baby, I need you to get up.” You run your hands through his hair and feel him groan into your chest. All of his weight has been on top of you from the moment you kissed him good morning.
“Five more minutes.” It’s muffled into your shirt, and the arms hugged around your waist hold you tighter. He cuddles into you that much deeper with a sigh that leaves your skin warm and heart blossoming with affection.
“You said that fifteen minutes ago, and the fifteen minutes before that. Get up.”
“Baby, ‘m not goin’ in till later—”
“Carmen.” You still and pull your hands from his hair.
And he’ll try not to make a scene about it, yet he can’t help but get all pouty, rolling off of you to lay down on his back. “Thought I told you not t’call me that?”
“Only a hundred times,” you chirp back, leaning down and smiling into a sweet kiss and then another for good measure before finally getting up to go to the bathroom. You giggle at the mess of his hair and he thinks it’s the best sound he’s ever heard, caught up in a love-drunk daze.
Oh, and he’ll wait for you at the door like he wasn’t just smothering you a minute ago. He holds your hand as you walk into the kitchen, gives you another smooch to your temple as you sit by the counter, asking you what you want to eat.
“Just pancakes,” you answer.
“Just pancakes?” He starts shuffling through the fridge—for what, you don’t know, but he’s getting ahead of himself already. “Y’know, I can whip up some of that—”
“Carm. Pancakes. Please?”
He pauses and pouts again, looking at you with those stupid puppy dog eyes while standing next to the opened fridge, carton of eggs in hand. He caves when you tilt your head and give him that look, and he answers with a nod. “Just pancakes it is.”
When you eat, he’s on you again, standing behind you with his arms over your shoulders and his chin nuzzled into the crook of your neck. “You like it?” He gets that glazed over, lovey-dovey look in his eyes when he sees you take another bite and nod with a hum.
“ ‘f course, I always like what you make me.” You take up another piece on your fork and hold it over your shoulder. “Here, have some—”
“Uh-uh,” he hums, and he shakes his head as he lands another kiss to your cheek. “You eat first, baby.”
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puppetmaster13u · 5 months
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Prompt 67
Dan is not happy. His limbs are too small, his hands too pudgy and his body too squishy. And his so-called cousins are the same, despite the fact they were all finally going to turn eighteen (again in his case!) literally the next day! 
Um, hello strange masked being, back the fuck off! Who are you?! Put him down- actually put all four of them down thank you! Those claws are very big and he’s not worried but seriously, he doesn’t want to deal with this, he wants to go back to how he was! He’s not fucking growing up a third time! 
Did you just click at him?! Hell no, he’ll bite you, don’t think he won’t! So what if his powers aren’t working or that he’s now a squishy toddler thing, he’ll still bite your stupid fingers if you make his cousin-siblings scared! 
Talon is just bemused at the tiny (even smaller than the ones who usually follow it!) talons that appeared in front of it with no warning. Sure they have strange green eyes instead of yellow but they smell like Talons, have claws like talons and fangs like talons, and even sound like talons! Hm… It has even more hatchlings now! 
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