Really hate how comfortable people feel about saying the most rude shit to me when I talk about my pet rats! So I’m not pulling any punches anymore.
If I’m talking about my pet rats and you respond with something along the lines of “ewwww”
= you’re an asshole and you’re rude.
If you say something like “oh do you feed them to snakes?” After I’ve made it clear that they are my babies
= you’re a mean asshole and you’re rude.
And I’m not afraid to call you out on being rude as fuck or mean. I’m literally talking about my babies. These are my pets, my children.
Learn some manners! Keep your goddamn opinions about my pets to yourself.
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cw: talks of having kids
Bakugou lays sprawled out on your bed as you flitter around the room, moving from your closet to your dresser and back in a hurry of movements. You’re doing a bit of spring cleaning (yes, even in the winter), and Bakugou decided to come over and help, even though he’s just been laying around the whole time.
He had a rough patrol yesterday, even sports a few bruises on his ribs, so you let him take it easy, throwing him one of your old pink scarf hat combos with the little bunny ears on top. You don’t expect him to wear it, but the image of him laying against your bed with the floppy ears on top of his head makes you smile anyway.
You go back to your drawer, pulling everything out in order to throw some stuff away and reorganize the remaining things. At the bottom of the drawer though, do you find some old clothes when you were a baby. It’s been here for years now, after your parents gifted them to you, just in case you’d wanna use them for your future kids. It’s just collecting dust in the bottom of your drawer though, honestly, and you pull the tiny little purple and white checkered onesie out, examining it and the little bonnet underneath with a small frown.
“Who the hell is that for? ‘Cause it sure as hell ain’t fitting your big ass head.” You hear Bakugou call from your bed, your head whipping around to face him and his cheesy little grin. You narrow your eyes and poke your tongue out at him, throwing him the little combo as you turn to get the rest of the baby clothes out.
“Says the one whose head almost tore his mothers cooter in half during birth.” Thank you Mistuki for the information, you think to yourself, smiling an evil little smile that Bakugou frowns softly at.
“And it’s my old baby clothes. My folks gave it to me when I moved out, said I could use it for my own future gremlins.” You smile when you pick up the little yellow booties in your dresser, another little bonnet with a tie underneath the chin, and a pair of shorts that were entirely too cute and tiny. “Think I’m gonna throw it out, though.”
“Why would you do that?” Bakugou asks quietly, suddenly behind you, his chest against your back as he gently plucks the shorts from your hands to examine them closer. You look at him from over your shoulder, at the soft look that falls on his face, how his rough thumb rubs over the still soft material in his hands, how his eyebrows lose their crease and his mouth tilts up just so in the corners.
“We’re not having kids any time soon,” you say, your voice tacking on a silent ‘right?’ at the end of it. Bakugou doesn’t say anything for a long while, but he blinks down at you, looking so ridiculously cute in your pink hat, holding your baby clothes. You hand him the booties in his other hand and he takes them, so gentle, with such care, it makes your stomach do somersaults.
“Maybe we should talk more about that.” He whispers softly, looking at you from under his lashes, his garnet eyes searching your own. You nod though, stroking gently at the shorts he still holds with tender care, a smile tugging at your lips.
“Yeah,” you mutter, leaning up to press your mouth against his own. “Maybe we should.”
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Imagine pathetic and desperate Azul dry humping you, fully clothed, in an empty hallway and he won't shut the hell up lol. Like do something before someone investigates the noise.
Straight up, dry humping is very hot to me and I legit want to think up a scenario for each and every single guy (that's appropriate to) that involves it.
He absolutely cums from dry humping alone AAAAAA he’s such a loser, babbling in your ear about how perfect you are and how much he loves you and has wanted this the whole day, all while grinding against your ass from behind. His arms are looped around your waist to hold you against him, pinning your body to his while he rocks back and forth. The hallway is empty (for now), but he’s so loud and he just won’t shut up! You keep turning your head to kiss him so he’ll be more quiet, but that has him whining even more. orz if you’re really so worried about getting caught, he’s willing to drag you elsewhere so that the two of you are properly secluded, but the minute he’s alone with you it’s back to feeling you up and grinding against you while fully clothed hehe.
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Okay one last baby Darkrai idea because your comics made me laugh so much harder than I thought this concept would (amazing art btw!!!! I always love to see it!)
Celebi casually informs Grovyle, Dusknoir, and Kip that Ark and Twig are taking care of a baby and that they’re all uncles now. They all go to visit because they are confused and a little concerned.
Meanwhile Cresselia also visits because she senses the baby and thinks “is Darkrai gaining more power and plotting a takeover again?” Only to have a breakdown of biblical proportions when seeing the baby.
Cresselia is the first one to find out.
Celebi actually isn’t aware of Opal existing! Despite her being able to perceive all of time simultaneously and also “peeking ahead” so to speak when she’s bored, Opal has never appeared at any point in the timeline before now according to Celebi. And she also can’t see how she grows up and what kind of person she becomes. This is very disturbing to her, as it’s something she’s never experienced before.
Kip finds out last purely by accident. Twig has a hard time remembering who she has and hasn’t told about Opal.
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