anonymous asked:

plz tell what are the levels of being gay. like whats after baby gay but not like Experienced™ gay.... for research

Well there’s Gay Panic Baby Gay™.

There’s Thinking About It Baby Gay™.

There’s Drinking About It Baby Gay™.

There’s Coming Out Without Saying The Word Baby Gay™.

There’s Remembering All Your Tiny Gay Crushes Baby Gay™.

There’s Smooth AF Baby Gay™.

There’s Dear Sweet Lesbian Jesus A Girl Likes Me Baby Gay™.

There’s Giddy Baby Gay™.

There’s Nose Scrunching Domestic Bliss Bay Gay™.

There’s Confident and Flirty Baby Gay™.

There’s Making Ridiculous Bets with Her and Being Secretly Happy About Losing Because Anything With Her is Winning Baby Gay™.

Originally posted by eternalsanvers


Holy Fuck Coming Out Via Introducing My Girlfriend to my Back-From-the-Not-Dead-Father Baby Gay (admittedly not a stage many of us experience)™.

firequeensrules  asked:

Keith trying secretly to sing lullabies for little leo and failing ?

The only songs Keith remembers are the ones with horribly annoying lyrics that get stuck in your head. Plus he likes them just a little. Just a little, okay?

I’ve been working on this for the past two days…
This was supposed to be a simple work what happened-
I just wanted to draw Underfell babybones fluff since I rarely ever see the Underfell bros actually being NICE to each other in any format.

This started out just being a simple sketch of the two of them, then for some reason I decided it needed a background, and THEN for some OTHER reason I decided it needed a story-
Question is will I ever get around to writing one? haha


Requested by whateveriwantworld

“You need anything?” Pietro asked you, his arms wrapped protectively around you as though you might fall at any moment. You were tired, sure. You just had a baby. But you could walk just fine with your baby in your arms. You had just gotten back to the Avengers facility from the hospital.

“I’m fine, you don’t have to worry,” you told Pietro. You sat down heavily on the couch, before looking at the tiny bundle in your arms. The baby began to fuss, and you caught a whiff of a bad odor. “Actually, if you want to be helpful, Luna’s diaper needs to be changed.”

Pietro pouted. “Do I have to?” he asked.

“Hey, you were offering, and she’s your baby too. At the very least, could you get a new diaper and wipes?” you asked. You slid onto the ground, unwrapping the blanket around Luna to lay down, and laying her on top of the blanket. Before you even realized Pietro had left, he was back, holding out the diaper and wipes to you.

“Thank you,” you said, taking the supplies. You took Luna’s diaper off of her, the scent becoming even stronger.

“Eugh, why does it have to smell so gross?” Pietro complained.

“Because she’s a baby. Her digestive system still doesn’t work as it should,” you explained. You set the soiled diaper aside, before using the wipes.

“Okay, this is taking too long,” Pietro commented. He grabbed the soiled diaper and rushed away, returning just as quickly. He took the wipes and the other diaper, using his super-speed to finish changing Luna’s diaper.

“There, done. And no more stink,” Pietro stated.

“Thank you,” you said, leaning over to kiss Pietro on the cheek. Pietro gave you a peck on the lips in return, before shifting his attention to your baby. He gave her a gentle poke on the stomach, and Luna grabbed his finger.

“Luna’s strong,” Pietro commented as Luna shook his finger around. “I think she has super-strength.”

You laughed. “No, that’s just how babies are. You’re not used to this are you?”

“Well, my sister and I were babies at the same time, and I’ve seen babies since, but never for very long,” Pietro admitted. “I have a lot to learn about being a dad.”

“You’ll do just fine,” you told Pietro. You scooped Luna up in your arms, which caused her to drop Pietro’s finger. You then carefully handed her over to her father. “And once she’s old enough to have opinions, I know you’ll be the fun dad.”

“Because I’ll be the only one with enough energy to keep up with you,” Pietro added to Luna, beaming as she cooed in reply and reached up to his face.