#Feeding Chair for Babies

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[theloveinc]

Being a housewife but not really knowing what the hell you’re doing, you had to get married early because your husband is a BigWig(?) with sponserbilities to take care of… but you’re also sort of neglected by him because he’s So Busy trying to Make It Big…

And you somehow end up neighbors with Bakugo, who, two seconds into meeting you decides that he literally can’t be mean to you: looking a right mess with a naked baby on your hip and messy hair 24/7… but still always offering him the bentos your husband doesn’t take to work and inviting him in for tea…

#Bakugo #I just have this image of him sitting in your kitchen next to a baby in a high chair who’s going all gooey eyed at him #and he’s kinda like… out of his element but you’re being so welcoming asking abt his job saying oh no when he tells you it’s rough #and he loves his friends but they’re heroes too and can’t offer much comfort #but there you are in mom sweats with a husband who’s never home and he’s feeling like..: he’s gotta protect you??? #and it’s a romance of him freeing you from being tied at home w/ a husband like the pig from sing #and you freeing him of constantly being in fight or flight response #because you won’t take no for an answer when it comes to feeding him and caring for him #creepy element of ‘do I love u because ur like the mom I never had?’ #but I imagine this being on the more happy / normal side LMFAOOO #and ofc u have a big. huge. rock on your finger that Bakugo HATES and wants to replace so badly #anyway #shii posts #gen

[valkerymillenia]

Boss made me cry at work.

I worked temporarily for them twice last year and this time I was hired for a six month contract with a chance at renewal but it's a part-time contract because that's all they had (which was fine with me because both my health and caring for my disabled dad doesn't really allow for full-time right now).

But since I began in May, they already had me work a full-time week twice already, this week I was at my limit, the only thing keeping me sane was knowing it was just one week. Then they asked me to do full-time next week too and yesterday I said no.

Today my boss calls me into the office and goes "i worked so hard to re-hire you because you were an available person but now you don't want to work extra hours? What's up with that? Why did we even hire you then? We need it, summer is a very complicated time for us." And she kept insisting and insisting that I do full-time for July and August, whenever I tried to say I couldn't she would snoop, wanting to know why and what I was doing if not working, and she keeps pressuring and saying it was extra money as if that was the only thing that matters.

So basically my boss blackmailed me and heavily implied that I have to bend my schedule to their will or they'll either fire me or not renew my contract. Plus she was just rude.

So now I'm stuck working full time for two months and I don't have the health for it, I don't know how I'm going to survive this summer, I really, really don't.

#rach rambles #sorry I'm just being a big baby #but i feel taken advantage of #and i really don't know how I'm going to survive this #my levels of fatigue are so high that when i work 8 hours (plus those 2 stupid lunch hours where I'm stuck there)... #...i can't do anything else after #it uses up all my spoons and then some #i end up unable to cook or clean or write or read or even feed myself #much less take care of my father #I'm always exhausted and always wanting to cry my eyes out #Plus my job is just very demanding socially and that is very hard for me #sorry I'm whining #i know i sound like a spoiled entitled little brat #ps. they've also been hiding our chairs and not allowing us to sit on the job #which by law in my country is illegal #and just adds to my exhaustion #plus even before the chair hiding they shamed is for sitting

[andromedasummer]

the good part of the babies recognising me when i come in is that i get three to four little boys smiling at me as i walk into work and a very grumpy little girl gurgling joyfully. the bad part is when you have to go home before them and they react as if you are literally killing them.

#work stories #the wee girl is so funny she just stands at the top of the baby bridge #all day #and screams/cries at anyone who tries to go up there as well #but when shes happy and standing up there she will make gurgling/bubbling sounds of joy #she got the perfect view of me leaving and the last thing i heard as i walked down the stairs was a VERY distressed gurgle #i also got kisses #one of the overactive boys has realized i will sit down and hold the babies for extended periods to soothe/feed them #so every 5 minutes he walks up to me and motions to be picked up #and we sit by the window while he cuddles into my shoulder and goes ''vrrrrr'' as cars go by as i give him squeezes and kisses #hes such a sweet little boy #i also watched one of my favourite recently-one-year-olds attempt to pull a baby chair out and promptly smack himself in the face with it #same one i found in the middle of the toddler kitchen on his back 400 meters from the building he should have been in #while the four year olds sat at a table beside him just. drawing and ignoring his crying.

[ihatebnha]

I like... "Forgot" to eat today and it already around 7pm over here lol

(currently eating a cupped mac & cheese with hotdogs in it)

Aw anon, you’re just like my grandma! She has full time help now so this doesn’t happen to her much anymore, but we had to put timers on her iPad throughout the day so she’d remember to eat.

Obviously it’s not the most… helpful tip, but time seems to slip away from us all, doesn’t it? And eating is so good.

Mmmmm though, cup Mac and hot dog… sounds yummy!

#when in doubt… put a hot dog in it #I don’t like cup Mac much but I do like Mac #and also with hotdogs or sometimes broccoli #Trader Joe’s has been out of my favorite kinda lately tho #you guys and your ‘forgetting’ to eat #I’m gonna spoon feed you for real #in the anon high chair #and I’m gonna film and make gojo voice over #pretend that ur a real baby #and you’re gonna feel like a clown🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 #LOL I’m just kidding but stop forgetting #my daily schedule always says ‘shower + eat’ at the top so i remember first thing #ask #anon #caitie chats #eating tw

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[sumuraj]

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[neha-pawar]

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[svuguru]

Suguru who always does the work for you. He pampers you like crazy, to the point where you basically don't even have a brain around him! Of course it starts off with the gentleman-like gestures, such as opening the door for you, pulling out your chair at restaurants or even just at home.

Then, he'll carry you to bed, always grabs your drinks even if it's just a glass of water, turn on the television, serve you dinner, sometimes he'll even spoon feed you and have you sip through a straw for water, with him holding the glass up, of course. Especially in public, he'll do everything for you. Not that you mind, in fact, you actually like it.

This is no exception for the bedroom; his hands on your hips as he bounces you on his cock, your lips stuck out in a pout as you whine every now and then.

"Sugu," you slur, throwing your head down as you close your eyes. "My legs are tired.." in response, Suguru sticks his lower lip out in sympathy, leaning towards you and grabbing your jaw with a gentle grip, tilting your head up so you can face him.

"Aww, poor baby," he coos before pressing a kiss to your forehead. You slowly open your glassy eyes, meeting his loving ones. "Wanna lay down? Yeah?"

"Yeah," you murmur and close your tired eyes again, waiting for Suguru to flip you over so you can relax, and that he does.

He shifts positions so your back is on the mattress, with him hovering above you and your legs wrapped around his waist.

"Sweet baby was all tired, poor thing," Suguru whispers, sliding his length in your pussy slowly as his eyes watch your jaw go slack, your eyes still closed but your eyebrows drawn together. "Okay, you rest now, yeah? I'll handle the rest,"

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[bi-writes]

can't stop thinking about dark!simon with a sunshine!curvy!fem!reader, it's gnawing at my brain. (18+)

greeting him when he comes home in a little apron with dough smeared across your cheeks. you're bouncing in the kitchen, giggling as you wrap your arms around his neck. one burly arm hooks around your waist as he palms one side of your ass, and you kiss his lips over his blood-soaked mask again and again as you coo, "missed you so much, made you chocolate chip..."

you talk and talk and talk and talk. you're always talking. you're always whispering in his ear and chattering as he drives and telling him some story about something he missed while he was gone as you tidy up the flat. you never stop talking, never run out of things to tell him, and despite the monotone voice and the lack of response, he hears every single word that you say, and he forgets nothing. when he makes his way back on base, johnny is waiting, eager to hear an update about the receptionist at your work and if she is actually sleeping with your manager.

you wash his clothes without even blinking. you're at the sink, a bucket of cold, suddy water there as you scrub at his shirt. there's peroxide at the side, and you use a delicate hand as you scrub at the stains on it. ghost watches from the doorway as you hum to yourself, in a little pair of shorts with your hair tied up as you rinse the shirt clean. blood runs down the drain, and his shirt is clean as new.

you always find some kind of weapon around the house. you bend down to brush crumbs off the kitchen chairs, and you scold simon with a glossy pout because he left a bloody knife taped under the table. you whine when you find a grenade sitting in the same drawer you keep your tampons in. you complain when you take out the jar of rice to make dinner, and there's a small handgun hidden between the grains. but your face always softens when he cups your cheeks with two big hands, kissing you warmly, muttering, "gotta keep y'safe, luvvie...know there's a bloody line waitin' for a taste of y'r cunny, baby."

you visit him on base once in light wash denim and a white tshirt, sneakers hitting the linoleum and purse swinging as you wave at him. he's standing in front of a line of privates, watching them do jumping jacks, and his eyes light up a little when he sees you waving at him enthusiastically. when he finally makes it to you, he shoves you into the nearest supply closet and tugs your jeans down just enough to fit his cock between your thighs. when he's walking you out, the boys watch as you cling to simon's arm, a lovesick grin on your sweaty face as you flutter your lashes up at him.

he loves when your manicured hands touch him. scratching along his scalp, tracing the edge of his jaw, cupping the bulge in his pants. you're so sweet, the most giggly girl, and he loves tasting the strawberry of your gloss as you make him cum with your hand, cooing against his lips about how strong he is, how much you love him, how you would do anything for him.

he loves it most when you see him for what he really is. when he comes home battered and bruised, bloody clothes sticking to him, a snarl to his voice and the adrenaline of an op still pumping through his veins. he loves that nothing about him scares you. that even like this, you lean up on your toes and kiss him softly, that you get some of the blood and dirt smudges on the pink of your pajama pants, and you don't care, that he strangled a man with these very hands only hours ago, and you still want him to touch you.

he loves that you love him. that when he feeds his cock into you that night, in nothing but your baby pink lingerie, that you barely need any prep at all from how wet you are. thick thighs spreading apart, sticky slick shining on your skin, cunt nice and ready for him because you have missed him that much. he loves that no matter how ugly he feels, you always find him attractive, that no matter how many people he tells you that he killed tonight, all you do is smile and pucker your lips, and tell him, "it's okay, teddy bear, they deserved it, didn't they?" and yeah, they did, cause it is kill or be killed, and there is no universe where ghost does not fight to get back here, to get back to this pretty pussy, to get back to the bed he shares with you so he can watch those pretty tits bounce every time he fucks his cock into you.

ghost loves his pretty girl. all smiles. all soft, so cute, just perfect. ghost casts a shadow over the room, and you just brighten it right back up. ghost tracks blood into the house, and there you are to cover it all up with citrus and soap.

yeah. always just sunshine and smiles at home.

#i want to elaborate on this so much #just like #responding to every nasty thing he says with a laugh and a smile #calling him pookie when he licks the blood off his knife #squeezing his cheeks after he cracks someone's skull open #kissing his bloody knuckles when he comes home from the pub #yeah yeah yeah yeah #simon ghost riley #simon riley #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #ghost mw2 #ghost cod #ghost call of duty #ghost mwii #ghost x reader #cod #call of duty #simon riley smut #simon ghost riley smut #dark!simon #simon thoughts #sunshine!reader

[par-vollen]

I'm experiencing a glitch in the sims 4 that really sucks. My sims are unable to feed infants in the high chair. They'll put the infant in the chair and then get a thought bubble that the path in blocked even though its not.

I found this thread reporting the same glitch. Somebody said it was a mod conflict but they didn't say which mod it was. Somebody else said they removed all their CC and still getting the glitch so idk.

#the sims 4 #sims 4 #ts4 #my sim's baby aged up saying he was neglected bc i never got to feed him in the high chair #i took care of him perfectly otherwise

[lqvesoph]

Hot Wings - LN4

landonorris x fem!reader

summary: your boyfriend does the hot wing challenge for quadrant and you make a little cameo for the first time ever

warnings: none, just fluff

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"Baby, you've got no right to laugh, you're not going this", your boyfriend Lando called, he would've laughed if his mouth wasn't burning at the moment.

He was currently filming a YouTube video for Quadrant and Max and him were eating hot wings while Niran asked them questions.

At the moment they were at the 7th wing, at level 300,000.

Max and Niran looked over at you behind the camera when Lando called your name.

Your boyfriend waved you over, signaling you to come to him. You hesitantly stood up, as you haven’t really confirmed your relationship yet, and walked to him and his best friend.

"My lips are burning", he mumbled, leaning back against your stomach, his head tilted back so he could hold eye contact.

You let your finger trail over his cheek, placing them onto his full red lips.

Lando leaned further into you. "Ohh, your fingers are cold, baby. I've never loved your fingers more than in this moment", the driver muttered, wrapping his arms around your middle, to keep you in place.

Max and Niran broke out in hysterical laughters as soon as Lando stopped speaking and even you couldn’t help a grin forming on your face.

"If you say so", you muttered, pushing your fingers into his curls, wrapping them around your fingers.

"Stay", he demanded.

"You're full of milk", you complained, stroking over the wet patches on Lando's black shirt.

"Yeah, I'm sorry, baby", he cooed, not really paying attention, which made you chuckle.

"You wanna take a bite as well?", Max suggested, holding up a hot wing with some sauce on it.

His best friend addressing you, made Lando lift his cheek from your stomach and look up at you.

In the meantime, you nodded, taking the chicken wing from Max's hands and taking a bite.

You didn't want to admit it but Lando's reaction wasn't unreasonable. The sauce was fucking spicy. But you tried to not let it show too much.

"It's spicy, that's for sure", you managed to say, taking a sip of the cold milk next to Lando.

"Well, at least you didn't spit everywhere like Lando", Max chuckled, slapping his best friend's back.

"She never-", Lando started with a grin, looking up at you, but before he could say anything else, you put your hand over his mouth, stopping him from telling a stupid sexual joke.

"You didn't eat the earlier ones", Lando complained, his voice muffled due to your fingers on his lips.

You listened to Lando answering Niran's question, with your boyfriend's arm still wrapped around your legs.

"Your lips alright again, mate?", Max asked teasingly.

"Mmh-mmh", Lando asked, looking up with his head thrown back. You could read his face telling you he wanted a kiss. You shook your head but still leaned down to peck his cheek, not feeling quite comfortable to properly kiss him with a camera recording you and in a video that will be posted on social media soon, before walking back to your chair behind the camera.

"You okay over there?" Max asked, after a few more hot wings when he noticed you pacing up and down behind the camera.

"My lips are burning", you replied. The boys laughed. "No, really it's actually painful", you called back, chuckling.

"You want ice cream", Lando offered, holding up the vanilla ice cream box. You agreed and walked over, the spoon already ready in Lando's hands.

You opened your mouth, letting Lando feed you. "You know Lando's salvia is all over that, he drooled on it", Max pointed out, looking at the spoon in Lando's hand.

"My salvia has been different places already", Lando quickly replied, not even taking his gaze of you.

"LANDO!", you yelled, realizing what he just said and threw the empty milk can that stood on the table at him.

Lando dodged the can successfully. "What? It's true", Lando laughed, smearing ice cream on your cheek.

Then he pulled a third chair closer for you to sit on.

"If there's anything you would change in Formula 1, what would you do?", Niran went on with the questions. "I'd make them do this. On the grid. During the national lanthem- lanthem", Lando replied, struggling to pronounce the words coming out of his mouth.

Max and you started laughing. "It's alright, baby", you laughed, making Lando look up at you. "You have the exact same look on your face as if you just came from a night club, completely shitfaced", you told him with a chuckle.

"I- I do talk li- la", Lando slurred, only confirming his words by the way he said them. You laughed and buried your fingers in his curls when he laid his head on the table.

"I need something to eat, something that's not spicy", he whined and sat back in his chair. "You want noodles?", you asked, grinning at the state your boyfriend was in.

Lando looked up and nodded, looking like a little kid. You smiled and ruffled his curls before standing up and walking to the kitchen upstairs.

Only a few minutes later Lando and Max came up from the filming room. Your boyfriend came up behind you and wrapped his arm around your body, his head resting on your shoulder.

"I’m almost done", you told Lando, who nodded and sat down next to Max on at the kitchen counter.

You took two plates from the cupboard and placed them in front of the two boys before putting the noodles along with the sauce on the table.

Lando pulled you closer like he had earlier while filming as well and put his head against your stomach.

Ria entered the kitchen and chuckled at the scene in front of her. Both boys looking like they just went through the most traumatic experience of their lives, with milk dripping down their shirts. "What happened to you two?", she laughed.

"Now you wait till you do that video", Lando called, grabbing his burning throat after, making you and Ria chuckle.

Comments:

fan: Y/N CAMEO??? IN A QUADRANT VIDEO

fan: She gets along with Max so well, I love it

fan: Ria is probably so happy she doesn't need to deal with the guys on her own anymore

fan: I don't think we need an official statement about their relationship anymore

> fan: Yeah, I think that's confirmation enough...

> fan: "My salvia has been different places already"

> fan: Charlotte would sue him for that

> fan: PAHAHAH SHE DEFINITELY WOULD

fan: Her voice is so calming, I could listen to her talk all day

> fan: Her accent is so adorable

fan: Y/n immediately burying her hands in Lando's curls is the cutest thing I've seen all day

> fan: Can we blame her? His curls do look amazingly touchable

fan: Now after this, I wanna see drunk Lando

fan: I wanna see more of boyfriend Lando, he’s the cutest

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[dante-mightdie]

I saw you asked for angst viking!Simon ideas so what about simon injured in battle and all he wants to do is get home back to his wife, their cat, and the little tot. Maybe like comfort and she stitches him back up or something?

viking!simon as a dad is just kratos

c/w: pregnancy, injury, parenthood

he’d been gone 3 months now. your husband had been away at battle for 3 months and you miss him terribly. especially as your little one grows, they’ve already begun crawling and you wished he had been here to see it

you place your hand on your belly, rubbing the small swell of your tummy. you had told him that you were already pregnant with your second child just before he left for battle, he gave a pleased grunt as he said goodbye to you and your child. most people would find his reaction to be unenthusiastic, but that’s just how you’ve come to know him

you stand up from your bed, grabbing your baby from their crib to feed them before you settle in for the night. in the distant night you hear the sounds of victory being cheered throughout the land. your heart rate picks up as you eagerly await your husbands return

you’re waiting for him when he stumbles in, a soft gasp leaving your lips when you see the bloody gash in his shoulder. he doesn’t seem all to bother or agonised over it but it’s appalling for you to see

“simon! what happened?” you fuss, placing your baby back down so you can rush over to him. he walks past you, moving to tower over the crib. the sound of giggles leaving your baby when he reaches a hand in to tickle their tummy before turning back to you

“battle.” is all he says, making you roll your eyes. he treads over to you, placing a big hand on your belly and getting a feel of your bump. the feeling instantly makes you let out a soft sigh, as though the sight and touch of your husband will simply fix everything

you usher him over to a chair, making him sit down as you tug his heavy armour from his chest. no words are exchanged as you clean his wound, agile hands making quick work of the blood. this is not the first time you’ve tended to him and it certainly won’t be the last

his hands come up to rest on your hips, keeping you stood between his legs as he analyses the worried look on your face. “I am fine.” he grunts, trying to soothe you in his own way

you shrug his injured arm back down, mumbling something about making it worse. your furrowed brow and pout is adorable to him, in some weird way he likes knowing that you worry about him. that you wish and pray for his safe return

“the children missed you.” you mumble, beginning to patch up his wound. “we were all worried.”

“we only have the one.” simon responds, “this one hasn’t even met me yet.” he lets one hand come up to soothe over your tummy, knowing how comforting you found it during your last pregnancy

“I’m talking about that one.” you nod your head over to your shared bed, where the cat that simon gifted you lay curled up on his pillow. “he wanted to know where papa had gone.”

simon lets out a quiet snort at your words, leaning forward to rest his head on your tummy. “I’m home now, my love.”

#mw2 #cod mw2 #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley #ghost #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost simon riley #simon riley x you #viking!simon

[multific]

Motherhood

Yautja x Reader

Summary: After you gave birth to your son, it took you some time to get used to having a half-Yautja and half-human. 

You felt sore all over. 

You moved against the fur but your whole body felt sore.

You could hear your mate’s soft breathing, it immediately made you feel at ease.

Yet, something felt out of place.

As you stirred from your sleep, you sat up in your bed and looked around. Everything looked normal, except for one thing.

The little child who used to be under your heart was now in a crib beside you. 

You looked at your mate, sleeping soundly beside you.

He got used to sleeping with you to the point where he didn’t even care anymore if you moved or woke up. 

It wasn’t always like that.

He often woke up with you when he took you into his home, but he got gradually used to you being with him.

You moved over to the crib, leaving the warmth of your bed, you stood up and got your son out of his crib.

It was a little strange to call him your son, after all, he looked nothing like you.

He looked like a pure Yautja, except for his eyes, his eyes were yours.

He wasn’t sleeping when you lifted him out of his crib, instead, he was watching, learning.

You ignored all the pain in your body as you moved out of the bedroom and into what you would call a kitchen.

You got yourself a glass of water as you sat down on one of the chairs. With your child in your arms, you moved him so you could see his face.

He laid in your lap.

“Will you never cry?” But your Baby had no reply. Of course, he didn’t he wasn’t even a day old. You watched him as his eyes wandered from your eyes to your chest and hands. 

You held a finger out to him, which caught his attention and he immediately grabbed it.

He continued to watch your finger as you smiled.

This little moment reminded you that even if he looked like a Yautja, he was still a baby.

Your baby.

This little boy in your lap was not so long ago in your stomach.

It was crazy to think about.

Your house felt a little too quiet, usually you were never up without your mate. So, this felt a little strange. 

You looked at your son.

“How am I supposed to feed you?” You said as you lifted him, trying to see if he was hungry or not. He was, you didn’t know how, but you could tell.

You pulled your nightgown down and you didn’t know how, but he was a natural.

You watched as he fed. 

He truly didn’t feel like your son. You looked after so many Yautja babies when you joined their tribe, this felt almost like one of those moments.

Except for the feeding part. Only a mother can feed their child.

And your son was no exception.

While he was born into a very high place in the hunting tribe, he was still your son. 

A highly anticipated member.

Your Mate was the right had of the tribe leader, a high position with lots of responsibilities.

One of which was to bring a son into the world.

Which you just managed to do.

You had a pregnancy which left your body sore and your mate feared the worst, but thankfully, you were able to give birth without any major issues.

And now, here you were, holding him and feeding him.

Your thumb ran down his little cheek, right next to where his mandibles were.

“You are beautiful.” You smiled and the child just kept looking at you.

Once he finished eating you pulled your gown back and pulled him to your chest, laying him down.

Did Yautja babies even burp?

Guess you will find out soon.

He did burp.

A small little burp.

And soon, he was off again.

You got up from the chair and headed back to the bedroom.

You got in, the fire was still going, but now, your mate was up.

He looked at you then at your son in your arms.

“He was hungry.” You said as you put him back into his crib before climbing back on the furs.

You let out a long yawn before getting under the covers. 

Your mate made a sound before laying back down himself. You lay down closer to him as he pulled you closer.

Maybe it was a difficult thing to give birth to a Yautja baby. Maybe it was difficult being married to one as well.

But you loved them both with all of your heart and that was enough, more than enough.

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