#THATS OUR MUNCHKIN!!

[jrueships]

alpey and jabari's immediate matching taunts & matching decision to dramatize the Too Small because aaron is so tiny to them that only a mouse can be smaller

[whois-jess]

Now we need their night routine with Baby Burrito 🥹

Night routine

Rhea Ripley x fem!reader

It was around 7pm and me Rhea and little Harvey had our dinner well Harvey had his baby food at milk "look him so big!" Rhea said picking him up out of his high chair "growing boy" i smile at her wiping food off of his little round face "look at that face" i smile at Harvey and he smiles gums on show "aw" i say and Rhea bounces him up and down playing with his little hair,Barry and Luna looking for leftovers "no leftovers babies sorry" i say to the dogs who then look at Harvey "want to see Harvey" i smile as Rhes lowers Harvey down a bit as the dogs sniff him he giggles and grabs Barrys ears, thank god he doesnt care that much and he doesn't react "no no Harvey we don't grab the doggys ears" i say getting his hands off and Rhea stands up looking at Harvey "cute cheeky burrito" she smiles "a cute cheeky burrito who needs a bath a sleep" i say taking Harvey out of Rheas arms as she cleans the table and i walk to wash Harvey in the little baby bath the judgement day boys bought for us.

Me and Harvey walk to the bathroom him babbling in my arms "is that right munchkin" i say looking at him "yeah" i smile agreeing with what even he was saying.

As i wash Harvey his little hands grabbing whatever they could, Rhea stands in the door way i see her take a photo of us "send that to me" i smile washing Harvey "i got his outfit and nappy" she smiles "could you hey him his dummy" i ask her and she disappears then comes back with a light blue dummy and a nappy "thanks baby" i smile as she leans down placing a kiss on my lips we giggle when Harvey babbles raising his hands up slapping the water "silly goose" i say finishing his bath.

Once Harvey is dry and dressed i sit on me and Rheas bed to read Harvey a bedtime story "okay Harv tonight we have the hungry caterpillar" i say and he does his gummy smile patting the book looking at me "yes thats the book Harv" i smile at him when Rhea walks in sitting by us "can't miss storytime" she smiles holding her pinky out for Harvey which he obviously takes holding it in his vice like grip.

I read the book to Harvey as he falls asleep i kiss the top of his head as Rhea puts him in his crib kissing his little hands "right mama time for movie night" Rhea smiles at me "lets go" i smile back as we walk to the living room cuddling down on the sofa watching some movie we found all the animals cuddled up too,well expect Ryku.

[madaqueue]

quinn, my munchkin! your wips? oh my god. first of all, crybaby. yes, i agree. that man is made to be fucked and i will not hear any objections.

caged sentinel. ‘ended up being too much of a character study instead of porn’ sksks i snorted out loud at that. 😭 what’s the post that goes like “oh no my porn is turning into a character study.” yes that.

the place where there is no darkness. i’m very intrigued!! satoru with mommy issues? will it be canon adjacent or it’s own thing? also, totally understandable that you’re scared to share it, but i can’t wait to read it once you’re ready! (and this is by no means to put pressure on you!! i will gladly wait fifty years (when we’re both old and wrinkly sitting on the porch together))

okay i’ll go now. ily <3333

YOUR MUNCHKIN FKEKCKEKCKDK I LOVE YOU (UPPIES UPPIES CKEKFKOR HAHAHAHHAHAA)

also YES. YEAH. i need to fuck him like . biblically idk i just YEAH. YEAAAAHH

AND THATS LITERALLY THE POST I WAS THINKING ABT THANK YOU FOR GETTING IT HAHAHAHAHAHHAA i literally don’t know how to write normal smut anymore CKEKCKEKC it’s all emotion and feeling and tension and love and vulnerability HAHAHAHAHAHA

ALSO ILL SOB I ADORE YOUUU!!!!!! SO. the place where there is no darkness is not canon BUT i basically wanted to try and sit with the idea of what could make someone still feel and act how he does in canon but without the true “reality” behind it if that makes sense. so it’s a lot of my ideas abt what his parents could have been like and how that impacted him; in it, he still feels like “the strongest” but ultimately, there’s no real power behind it; he’s just….human. it’s mostly from his point of view and i wanted him to be a very unreliable narrator because his reality is so tainted by his experiences. at first it was actually going to be a lot darker than the direction it’s currently heading bc i realized i like….wanted him to heal. so now there’s this thread of what it takes to change the circumstances you were dealt and how love can heal these holes that were left in us!!!!

AAHH THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME RAMBLE I WILL GLADLY BE LITTLE OLD PEOPLE TOGETHER WE CAN SIT ON THE PORCH AND READ OUR FAVORITE STORIES AND HOLD HANDS!!!!

[miyaheestar]

GUY HBS LIVE REACTION

i waited for fucking 156 days. this better be amazing. 👹.

guys i love guy so much and its just the intro

HE'S SINGING TO GOODLUCK BABE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 HE'S SO CUTE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 I LOVE HIM SO MUCH 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

"I'm fine, I'm not." me too my beloved silly munchkin sweetheart beautiful amazing handsome wonderful gorgeous spectacular husband

honestly i didn't catch what he's trying to say but it's okay its nearly 9 am and i barely have enough sleep

"what you're saying is you couldn't bear to be apart from me for a second longer" BITCH I WAITED FOR 156 DAYS OF COURSE I CANT BEAR TO BE APART FROM YOU DUMBASS

yes i admit thats what i said HONEY STFU THAT'S THE WORDS THAT CAME OUT OF OUR MOUTH OKAY LET HIM BE DRAMATIC HE'S CUTE

"also can i have a towel?" can i be your towel

HONEYBABY😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

yes baby your body is very sexy hot whatever word that can describe a beautiful man like you

its only 3 minutes in and i already yapped this much this just proves how much im in love with this silly man

I MISS HIS SILLY JOKES 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

"british people said aircon instead of ac" .. um guy i said aircon too because british people colonized malaysia- *gunshot*

HE'S SO SILLY I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

no no dont stop

HI GUY 🥺🥺🥺 HELLO 🥺🥺🥺

MWAHHH MWAHHH MWAHHH KITH

im home 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

IM GLAD YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY OFF 😭😭😭😭😭

HE'S SO SILLY 😭😭😭😭

just the casual honey smacking guy

"guess what" are you proposing to me

AWWW HE SAID I LOVE YOU 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 I LOVE YOU MORE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

no no you dont have to get dressed guy

woo honey is wildin me too me too i am honey so i can say im wildin

IT IS GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME

50 SHADES OF HONEY COMEBACK

he's so dumb i love him so much

he can say hi honey million times i won't get tired of it

mhm mhm whatever you say baby its okay you can yap i wont judge you're so amazing i love you so much

guys have i ever mention how much i love guy?

YEAHHH LETS CELEBRATE IT 🥰🪱🍕

WHY ARE YOU SAYING THANK YOU ARE YOU GONNA DIE??? DONT DIE I JUST GOT YOU BACK PLEASE NO NO NO NO ERIK I WILL ACTUALLY MAKE YOU BALD BY EATING YOUR HAIR

you dont have to say thank you for that you silly goof you can ramble all you want i will never get tired of it guy your voice is the medicine to my depression

"i am a lot, i am aware of this but i dont feel like a lot when im with you" i actually cried at this no fucking joke i have seen people said guy is too much for the past 5 months and i keep thinking about how would he feel when people keep reminding him that he's "a lot" when actually i dont even mind about him being a lot because i feel comforted at the sound of him just rambling about something that i can barely understand

i love you very much too guy 🥹

never change you beautiful silly pizza man

BRAINROT👹👹👹👹👹

i just couldn't stop smiling i hate this i love him so much

I LOVE YOU TOO SILLY MAN

STOP PRAISING ME THAT'S MY JOB

yes guy it is a great idea baby

he's so dumb i love him

oh you know? YOU KNOW HUH CMON

BITCH I DONT WANT PIZZA I WANT YOU

ERIK👹ERIKSON👹THISISNOTENOUGH👹

[toomuchracket]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTL1RybRJ/

d word girlie thats it thats the thought

yeah, but in this vid you're the one leaving the house lol. matty's a total fucking fiend when your mat leave ends; he holds the baby and just follows you around when you're getting ready like "what's that, lyla? you don't want mummy to go to work? you want her to just stay here so she can cuddle us all day, munchkin? me too", and you're like "stop it stop using our baby against me i don't want to leave you either but i have to!!", and all he does is pout and go "really? you have to leave this little face?" and holds the baby up to you. but he stops before you start crying and just kisses you like "nah fr we'll see you later. we're gonna go and do the big shop and then we'll pick you up. and THEN we can all cuddle, yeah?", and you kiss him and then lyla and say "miss you already, but i love you even more! see you tonight!" and it's sweet. and matty sends you little baby updates throughout the day, which definitely helps with you missing her, as does her overjoyed little face when you come home. cute!! <3

[prettiepalette]

★᭄ꦿ᭄ꦿ welcome to my tumblr

㋛ im angel, im 21 and i have an obsession with collecting cute toys from 80s to pre 2010s! i live in a small apartment with my girlfriend and our munchkin kitty, donut ☮ᬊ

things that tickle my tism brain!!! hyperlinked!

my little pony g 1 + g3

novi stars

vintage carebears

rainbow brite

myscene

2005 furby

lalaloopsy

strawberry shortcake

fashion diva stars

tomogatchi

sonic the hedgehog

my girlfriend

I'm a practicing green witch and my original content usually consists of poetry, artwork, edits + photos.

[imaginarianisms]

hey y'all im& typing this out mostly bc i& feel the need to like make it extra clear bc sometimes i& feel like im& not coming off clearly enough & i already talked about it w/ macy where we both agree & this is general & @ /nbh so !! if i'm& sending you a bunch of stuff in discord dms, that's in no way me& tryna rush you for replies or anything like that, that's just me& being excited about our munchkins & their dynamics, you can take as long as you want to reply to me or just not even reply to asks/memes & shit bc it doesn't bother me @ all i& just love writing when i& feel inspo & i get a lot of ideas & when i& do that i& tend to like blast that out bc of a) i& get excited & that's gotta Come Out & b) this is the most important reason but i& have did so i& easily forget so i& make sure to like let it all out before i& forget so i& could send yall 100 asks/memes/starters or w/e & you could answer 100 of them or some of them & i'd& still not expect anything back bc life is obviously difficult for a lotta ppl out here rn, my& own included, you can take as long as you need to reply to my& shit, when i& throw in stuff in our& dms thats literally just me& thinking "oh hmmm this sounds interesting i wonder what [x] would think of this" & just pop off. yall are not obligated to reply to every single thing i& say (although if that happens thats cool) or reply in exactly 000000000.1 seconds i'm& never gonna be out here rushing people. like. I& Get It TM. this blog is permanently on semihiatus & medium to very low sporadic activity, our& writing speed entirely depends on motivation, there's days where i& write a few replies in seconds, several replies in one day or months or even years where i& post nothing at all, there's no in between bc this is a hobby. lmao. like. in my& case i& like having a clean dashboard so i& won't be following back every single blog that follows me & i unfollow ppl who're pretty much cricket silence w/ me for extended long periods of time (this obviously doesn't apply to people on hiatus or people that i Know are inherently low activity or very busy irl or if we're extremely close) but it Does apply to mutuals who like literally Never respond to starters i've written, answer memes i've sent, or people who never send me asks/memes or ppl who Never respond to our threads & otherwise making no genuine attempt to interact beyond clicking the follow button & that's It & never speaking to me ever all while being clearly active on the dash as i've& said previously on my rules, but again on the flip side, i'm& more than happy to refollow sb again if they approach me with genuine interest, but all of that is just to make sure my dash is active & communication is essential which leads me& to my& next point. but At The Same Time i expect to be told that if i'm doing or talking too much bc otherwise I Won't Know. esp bc im& not a mindreader. bc it's happened on occasions in the past in the older days of me being on here like years ago where like sb would like ignore me w/o saying a word (& that's not inherently a bad thing but it Does sting especially bc i have bpd) as to why. like. you can tell me to like slow it down bc you're overwhelmed & i& can literally just write it down in a discord server channel ykwim?? it aint hard. im& autistic & i& also have bpd & did, im& traumatized & there are days where i& just straight up do not feel like doing anything & that's perfectly normal. yall feel me?? tl;dr; if i'm& sending you a bunch of stuff in dms, that's in no way me& tryna rush you for replies or anything like that, take your time, take care of yourself first, but At The Same Time i expect to be told that if i'm doing/talking too much bc otherwise I Won't Know ok ily

[popcornforone]

The Alphabet Song

A Frankie “Catfish” Morales Fan Fic

Happy Freaky Frankie Friday Peoples! Was going to post another chapter of Javi Gutierrez today (still might) but after hearing a conversation at work I decided to take that conversation & it was initially going to be a short but here we are… I hope you enjoy it. You all loved my other Frankie story.

Synopsis: Like all Toddlers they obsess over hearing the same songs over & over again, but one afternoon Frankie suggests you both write your own versions of the song that been driving you both insane.

Word Count: 2600

Warnings: DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18! Established relationship, Unprotected PIV sex, mentions of alcohol & drugs & missions, swearing, mention of pregnancy, irritation, but a lot of fluff & sweetness until the sex gets going.

As always that’s for the read peoples it’s always appreciated

Your little girl loves bouncing to music & giggles & laughs at it too. She has definitely got her smile & love for life from you but she got her big brown eyes & curls from her daddy. But neither of you are sure how she’s picked up the alphabet so quickly.

She’s 3 in 2 months time & yet the second you put on the alphabet song about animals & plants she babbles it back at you both. She bounces & coos & makes little animal noises especially when it gets to d is for dog. She obviously recognises dog as your Labrador & try’s to mimic him or if he’s near, hug him when it gets to that point. This song & random video is driving Frankie & you insane though. You knew this would eventually happen with a song or a film at some point, but whenever the alphabet song is over she wants it on again & again. It’s starting to make you both go a little bit crazy.

“If I have to hear Q is for Queen Bee like Beyoncé & a bad child friendly version of all the single ladies again” Frankie comments one night after you’ve put her to bed & he’s done the washing up “I might just bombard Beyoncé with that video”. “Woooo Frankie” you laugh “it’s not Beyoncé’s fault she’s mentioned in the song” you say as you go into the lounge & grab the remote for a night of netflix & actual proper tv which isn’t just kids stuff. “I know I know, but then it gets weird that song, it’s like they wanted to make it as irritating for parents as possible” Frankie brings over a bag of nuts for you both to snack on, as you try & stay awake & not fall asleep on the sofa.

“You should just be so happy she’s picking the alphabet up so quickly baby” you say as you finally find that sexy intense new short series for you to watch together. You are secretly hoping it puts you both in the mood to start trying for a sibling for your little girl. “I know my love. Our little munchkin is so clever already, she’s gonna really go places later on in life” “just as long as she doesn’t fall for a handsome pilot & all the drama that comes with them, that’s fine by me” you chuckle & turn your head as Frankie sits beside you. Those big brown eyes making you remember that you are two people in love, not just coexisting. His kiss is one of relief that he finally has some alone time with you, & the way his hand trails around your neck makes you moan. “I’m guessing we’re not even going to get to watching episode 2 tonight then frankie?” You ask as you kiss him back & remove his hat so your hands can run through his curls “well it’s Netflix & chill my love right?” He winks with his reply before his kisses turn into something more.

Two weeks later & you’ve got some friends around for a toddler play date, when Frankie arrives home early from work. You & the other mums are all moaning about that alphabet song & how it’s good for the kids but so strange. You suddenly get a message from Frankie, who has gone into the shed to repair his bike, but heard your conversation as he walked past.

*why don’t we write our own alphabet song, just for us one night?

Thats what the message reads. You smirk at it, thinking about all the nice things you could put in it that remind you of Frankie & your life before secret missions, babies & stupid songs that neither of you can get out of your head.

*let’s both write one, about what we miss. Are you up for that😉

Your reply is instantly met with Frankies own response

*Friday for the reveal?

You send 👍🏼 & you return back to your play date. Crackers are everywhere across your carpet knowing that for weeks to come you will be hoovering this up after trying to control it with 4 under the age of 5 right now.

Friday night arrives very quickly. Most of the week you’ve added stuff to your alphabet, for things you miss doing with Frankie or things you are now grateful that you have with him. The plan is to sit down tonight with a Chinese & some wine & read them to each other once the meal is over. However this is the one night your little girl decides to act up. Waking up with a nightmare, wanting daddy cuddles, wanting the alphabet song. Your romantic evening has been scuppered by one or the other of you having to go & sort something out, just at the point each time when thing start to get moving. Finally at about 11pm it’s all settled down & you both slump onto your bed exhausted & change into your jammies.

“Sorry Frankie, she knows how to pick her nights doesn’t she?” You groan as you put on of Frankies oversized T-shirts on as a night dress, which just about covers your arse. It’s dark green & has some orange writing on it that has faded. Frankie is in his bottoms, blue & white stripe clown trousers you call them because the legs are far too wide. “The night not a total loss baby, we can still read each other the alphabets we wrote, technically reading in bed is good for you”. You laugh at this. In the 5 years you have been in a relationship with Frankie not once has he ever attempted to read in bed, in fact other than mission documents, you don’t think you’ve seen him read anything at all.

“Do we want to read them outloud or…” “yes” Frankie interrupts you straight away “rock paper scissors for who gets to pick if they go first?” You nod & you win. “I want to read mine first Frankie, mainly because if I get emotional at yours I don’t want to be a wreck reading mine” you grab your phone & scroll through your notes. “I’m glad to hear that because I was going to ask you to go first as well” he leans onto his pillow & faces you with a softening tired smile. Those curls so untamed that you just want to spend the whole night with your hands exploring every strand as he makes love to you. “Okay baby, here’s my catfish alphabet”. You sit up straight & smile as your eyes catch each other. He’s like a kid at Christmas waiting to see what Santa has brought him.

A is for Amore my true love

B is for Barcelona & our secret escape

C is for Catfish what else could I pick

D is for Drugs the ones you no longer take

E is Eternity what you promised me when we wed

F is for Father which you are to our

G is for Girl your most precious prize in our world

H is for Home which each time you leave I hope you return

I is for Ice Skating which you still can’t do

J is for Jakarta our Honeymoon

K is for Kills remember you promised no more

L is for Lost how we both felt before we met each other

M is for Mojito our favourite cocktail which we had to many of on that night

(Frankie laughs at that the memory of the night & the hang over making him smile)

N is for Notting Hill our favourite date night movie

O is for your eyes Only

(You wink at Frankie at this point & he is just beaming at delight from what he’s heard so far, his eyes welling up as you read)

P is for Pope who gave the best best man speech ever

Q is for Queen Bee because it had to be

(Frankie laughs & you try to keep going but you giggle as you deliver the r )

R is for rough how despite what you think I like I actually prefer you take me like that

S is for Standard your hat your mask but it covers your curls I adore

T is for Timing not your strongest attribute but you always get it right

U is for Unicorn which you said you would get our little girl

V is for the violets you brought me before you got on one knee

W is for Winter when it was cold while you are away

X is for eXcited “oooh no don’t interrupt me Frankie, I’m taking poetic license here” when I know your safe & coming home

Y is for You my husband my man my Frankie

Z is for zzzzz the sleep noise you make when you snore which I adore.

Your finished. You properly look at Frankie who has tears dripping down his face & before you can put your phone down on the bed side table he is hoovering over you, giving you the sweetest most loving kiss in the world. “Did that work baby?” You asks in amongst heavy breathing & feeling every nerve on your body come to life from being touched by your husband. “More than you could ever know baby”. He says in hushed tones. His right hand on your cheek stroking back your hair as his lips make contact. His left hand is squeezing another cheek, before it come back to the front to caress your thigh. You don’t even think, as you trail your own hands through his curls before going for those broad shoulders. His kisses & your words have unlocked your passion for each other as you groan beneath Frankie.

He makes quick work of his tshirt your wearing & you help him to shimmy off his Jammie trousers down the Bed, as he starts teasing your entrance waiting for the exact moment to make you feel every inch of the woman you are. “Frankie” you utter as you wrap your legs around him & he slowly goes pasts your entrance & you gasp at the felling of him filling you up. He shuts his eyes for a brief moment as he breaches your core, & a noise of lust & bliss escapes his perfect lips as he feels you. “Oooh baby, I love you” Frankie says as he opens his eyes & his hips do what they do best.

It’s slow & steady as his large hands play with your sensitive breasts. Your teasing your clit to make sure your cum in a few minutes time. As Frankie pours praise on you, you just moan his name back at him. He’s rendered you speechless with his slow, seductive thrusts inside you, every inch of him dragging you further along in both his spell over you, & approaching your climax. “Frankie” “oooh baby” & “yessss” are the only words in your vocabulary right now. Frankies panting interrupts each word he says in his breathy state as he looks down at you”yes baby just like this, you feel so good” each movement he makes he feels his own release growing. It’s not like you don’t have sex, it’s just never quite as sensual & as needy as tonight’s, as both your hands continue to explore each others bodies. A sweaty mess you might both look, but it’s one made from desire & love.

Frankie always makes sure your happy, that your moans are enough, he wants to make sure that as you reach your high you fall over the edge, that you are in a state of pure bliss, lost in your own world. He knows your body so well & knows that the slightest changes in his movement be it his hand or his penis inside you, will produce a different expression on your face. With each change he falls even more in love with you, not that he thinks that is possible. “Fuck… my love… you really as so beautiful & so good” more praises shower you as your heads meet for a kiss of devotion, as his thrusting starts to near its end. As the kiss breaks you gasp & then moan Frankies name deeply, letting yourself go & making sure you soak every inch of him that’s inside you.”I got your girl, I got…” his final praise is interrupted as he spill within your walls, coating them in his essence & he rolls his head back in pure exhaustion. Frankie knows how to make you feel good & that makes him feel good too.

Snuggles afterwards are a must, smelling Frankie & looking at those big brown eyes that come from a rouged handsome face, make you remember your voice, after only saying a handful of words in the last few minutes. Frankie kisses your nose, before he goes to get a warm cloth for you both to clean up, but you still do this while Frankie teases & strokes you. There’s a reason you married this man, no other man has ever been so attentive or enjoyed your company quite like this after sex.

“Frankie” you say once you’re happy “what’s your alphabet?” & he laughs “why are you laughing baby?” Frankie hands over his phone, “well it’s nowhere near as beautiful as yours, let’s just say that” you look at his notes intrigued & click on the morales alphabet of what we miss & what we want…

A is for Ass

B is for Boobs

C is for Catfish

D is for Drugs & Drink

E is for Energetic Sex

F is for Fingering

G is for Good little Bad Girl

H is for Humping

… it continues in this vain.

“Well I guess they are all memories of some sort” you laugh reading through the list. “P is for Penis in Pussy, well you still get that” Frankie smirks at his rude list as he watches your eyes widen. “S is for Shower Sex…” you raise an eyebrow. “It’s been a while baby” Frankie winks. “Well maybe we need to do that in the morning before our little munchkin wakes up” you hand him back his phone. “That list did work Frankie, im now remembering all the fun we have had & what’s still to come, except the drugs” you firmly state as you tenderly kiss him ready to snuggle in & fall asleep. “Oooh I could have written this list with sexy & naughty ideas about 5 times.” Frankie replies as he holds you close & strokes your hair as you nuzzle your foreheads together. “But none of them live up to the real thing, you’re just to good baby, to ever write down properly.” He sighs.

You hold each other close in silence as you both drift off to sleep, safe in a warm embrace, knowing the other will always love you no matter what. Your night sleep is only disturbed not by your girl, but by Frankie’s snores, the ones you spoke about which makes you silently smile & kiss his nose. The sleep nosies that you adore which always end with your name as the last words to part his mouth. He loves you even in his dreams.

[fuck-customers]

🍩 so to recap: had an interview with fartducks, was told id get a call back, didnt get a call, waited a week, called them and was told id get a call that afternoon, and lo and behold i got nothing. so while theyre leading me on im still at beeble bonuts

this lady comes into the drive-thru like half an hour before close. shes like "do u guys have any vegan donuts?" internally im like "babygirl this is a fast food chain what the fuck do u think" but out loud i say "no, i really dont think so"

SHE FUCKING GOES "can u just like check the manual?" BITCH WHAT MANUAL?? 😭 theres no booklet or piece of paper thats gonna make any of our donuts vegan, no matter how disappointed u are to hear that. so im like "u know what yeah, let me check the manual 🙄" and just turn my mic off and stand there with my arms crossed for a minute

i turn my mic back on and am like "so i checked and i was right, we dont have vegan donuts" (i lied but its so fucking easy to just google and see that our vegan options include exactly zero donuts) AND SHE STILL ARGUES WITH ME LIKE "well what about the munchkins" THEYRE THE SAME THING!!!! SAME EXACT INGREDIENTS!!! and she goes "well if its like dairy-free, my son cant have dairy, even if its just like a regular glazed"

she ended up getting 5 glazed munchkins (not a glazed donut because apparently she thinks the munchkins are gonna be vegan), if we get a complaint that her kid got sick then ill say she refused to listen to me 🤷🏼 like honestly how stupid and up ur own ass do u have to be to think u just Know Better than the person taking ur order!!! they work there, they know what the fuck theyre selling!!!

[thewritersaddictions]

Request: Eddie Munson- Live, Life, Love

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Chrissy Cunningham

Pov: Chrissy Cunningham

Warnings: Daddy!Eddie Munson, toddler/baby fever, reminiscing over the past, fluff, romance.

Summary: Chrissy takes the time to just look upon a family that had become her and Eddies.

WC- 1.0k

A/n-@firefly-graphics for dividers

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The giggling was what woke me up from my sleep. The bed wasn’t to cold and wasn’t to warm. Eddie had probably been out of bed for a while now atleast. More giggling proceeded as I laid in bed wiping the tired from my eyes. “Daddy, you so funny.” I hear our daughter practically scream out. I smirk at the way I forget everyday just how much our daughter isn’t to far off of being just like Eddie. 

“I’m not the funny one munchkin.”I hear Eddie say in a soft voice. I gather myself, slipping my feet into my slippers and my robe on over my sleep wear. More giggling proceeds from down the hallway. I can hear the slight noise of our daughters favorite morning tv show. A contant noise that bounces off of the houses walls. 

I stand at the doorway to our living room. Eddie has Charlotte wrapped around his arms. Her legs draped over her fathers rather skinny and long legs. His arm is holder her close to him, as he watches the show alongside her. Charlotte doesn’t do anything but pay attention to the show that’s colorful and bright on the screen. 

Charlotte goes our to reach beside her, Eddie looks like hes holding a small bowl in his hand, one of which is not breakfast-appropriate food, but reagrdless she shoves the animal crackers in her mouth, not caring about the crumbles that fall to her fathers legs. 

Charlotte looks almost identlical to her father, dark brown wavy hair. Thats almost always uncontrollable to a comb, something that Eddie had commented would be the down fall of me during the morning, and night. Her eyes beam just like Eddies do, something I figure that only happens when we are all together. 

I continued to watch the sight of Eddie. He slowly reaches up to Charlotte head, his large hand going through her hair. Detangling has he goes along. She isn’t bothered by her fathers determination to comb out her tangles. His rings still siting on the side table of the couch. Within a few moments he’s managed to what takes me nearly an hour to do. He’s gotten through all of her tangles and her hair lays nicly at her shoulders. Long brown wavy hair, sometimes Eddie will go and dress them alike and it just melt me to my core. My Eddie and my baby matching like twins. 

Eddie had really become to love his father role. Something about not having a great father role really put a type of force upon his shoulders. When I told Eddie that I was pregnant he nearly fell over. I remember having to catch his arm and bring back to me. He worried he wouldn’t be that good of a father worried he’d turn out just like his own father, a distance and uncaring one. I wish I could take a picture of the two of them now just to have evidence that regardless of his over flowing bad thoughts of himself he’s the only one I’d choose to take care of my daughter. 

When I had told Eddie I was pregnant the second person to find out was his uncle Wayne. Wayne had been the only male support during Eddie younger years. Wayne had taken a likling to me as I started to show up to their trailer when Eddie and I  were just firends at the start of out high school career. Wayne gave Eddie a few pieces of advice none of which he told me, but I wonder what they talked about I wonder what Wayne said to make Eddie not worry to much. 

I continued to stand their watching my family watch cartoons at nine in the morning. I remember the day that Eddie proposed to me, we were still living in Hawkins even with all the bullshit from our senoir year. Our lives were here and there was no changing that for either us. Eddie took my hand one day a random tuesday that turned into something so special for the two of us. We just walked an walked until somehow we landed back at the picnics near the high school. Not deep in the woods but it was draped in white clothes, flowers and the romantic feeling was setting in. 

Those words that sliped out of his mouth, his hair pined up in a messy bun black jeans hitting the fallen leaves. I remember the way the air smelt in the fall and the way Eddies eyes were pleading with me to say ‘yes’ I remember the day to a tee. The funniest thing of the whole situation I would probaly would have slapped you if you had said that four years after of knowing Eddie that he’s be on his knees proposing in the most dramatic and romantic way, or four years later when I stood infront of the sink looking at myself and feeling the weight of the pregnancies test in my hand and thinking that we were going to have a baby, we were yearning to be a family. 

If you had told me when  first met Eddie that I’d end up befriending him, falling in love with him, marrying him, and having his child. I would have screamed, yelled and most definlty slapped you. But now right now as I look at my husband and my daughter I wouldn’t… couldn’t give it up for anything or anyone. 

My Eddie and my Charlotte were everything I didn’t know I. had been placed needed, but that love. Eddie was the best thing that happened to me when I was young, and then we did only our love something that for each other could afford. We brought something to love together. 

“What were you thinking about love?” I heard Eddie ask me, the trance and thought being replaced by the feeling of his lips on my forehead. “I was just thinking about us, and about how much we’ve gone though to get here.” I answered honestly. “Well you keep thinking about that love, or you could come watch this great cartoon with me and our daughter.” Eddie said kissing my lips this time. “BE in the moment love.” He said before walking back to the bambling toddler who was entranced by the dancing colors on the screen. 

Be in the moment, as much as I love the past. I loved my present even more. “Come on Mrs.Munson we have some tv to watch,” Eddie smirked as he sat back down this time leaving me room on the couch.

Completed on: 10/07/22

Posted on: 10/08/22

The Adults-

[pinkseas]

[parasocial bestie] ON GOSH CATS.... i am. both a cat and dog person. but yknow its like, i can only love cats bc i cant touch dogs but i love them both realistically and hypothetically bc idk how dogs are. like legit. BUT I ALSO CANT HAVE PET CATS bc my fam wont be able to handle it for health reasons and its just Grief even if theres a chance is just abt claiming that one stray cat who often visits our porch but it also goes Everywhere it wants in our neighbourhood im jsutn dkrjghshfhdh i love munchkins,.. tiny feet i love scottish folds cus ears,... maine coons my beloveds BUT I ALSO LOVE THE BIG CATS like the big fat bois like u see on big fat dogs. not lions n tigers n stuff but like the absolute units. i love comically big domestic animals i think. i want a comically large cat in my house thats also a scottish fold i know thats not possible but one can Dream

YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH CAT MOMENCE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! grief :((((( sharing my cat with u as we speak <- i asked bc she jumped up on my bed as i was answering that last ask and i went omg... the parasocial bestie doesnt know Patches............... but now. now u Will know patches.

she is very small Very Soft And Fluffy and oh so eepy...... she is my cat and therefore she is also the cat of everyone i hold near and dear all of my silly little friends . Your Cat Now

[princebunniheart]

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                       ▪︎Littlespace logs▪︎

               __Strawberry Lemonade__

    'Bubby, let's make strawberry lemonade!' Little one said looking up at thier caregiver with shining eyes.

Bubby smiled, 'Alright love, go wash your hands. Then we can go get our ingredients.'

Little one excitedly ran to the sink to wash thier hands, then ran back to Bubby. The pair then put on their shoes and walked out the door.

The car ride to the supermarket was quick. Little one had stared out the window the entire time pretending someone was following the car.

When they arrived, Bubby got out of the car first and opened the door for their baby.

'Tank you, Bubby, I love you.' Little one hugged Bubby then grabbed their hand and started walking to the entrance of the store.

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      Once the pair had finished at the store and gotten home, it was time to start making the strawberry lemonade.

'Bubby, can i use the knife?' Little one asked expectantly.

'Aw, baby,' Bubby patted Little ones head, 'you're much too small for a job like that. Let Bubby handle the knife. You can squeeze the juice out of the lemons'

The little felt their cheeks getting hot but nodded and got out the juicer. They were happy to have a caregiver that's so sweet.

The duo continued to cut and squeeze the lemons until they had enough lemon juice to fill the bottom of their pitcher.

'Now we add the strawberries, right?' Little one looked over to their caregiver for confirmation

'Thats right, lovely. After that we add water and mix in the sugar and its done!' Bubby ruffled the little's hair, then started cutting the strawberries.

'Will you toss these into the pitcher for me munchkin?' Bubby asked and looked over at the little.

'Yes!' Little one said excitedly and grabbed the berries.

After the strawberries were put in, Bubby grabbed the pitcher and filled it up with water. Then, they poured the sugar in and little one stirred it all together. The mixture was then put in the frige to sit for a few minutes.

Once the few minutes had passed, Bubby pulled it out and called for their little, 'Come here, lovely! Its time to try the strawberry lemonade!'

Little one ran over to their caregiver and took the cup that was being handed to them. Little one took a sip the paused dramatically.

'It's...' they made a funny face, 'perfect!'

Bubby let out a sigh of relief, 'You scared me for a second there, munchkin.'

Little one giggled and drank the rest of their strawberry lemonade happily.

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[televenus]

theres an orange munchkin cat ive seen all over the neighbourhood and it is making me so stressed out thinking abt him..

[imaginarianisms]

thinking about how rickon stark at such a young age when he was like literally six years old (& literally three years old but our asoiaf munchkins are aged up like the show is & even then six is insanely young thats still a baby thats like literal preschool to just starting school age. lmao) was literally in the deepest, darkest parts of the crypts of winterfell for DAYS in the pitch black with no tapers, no candles, no lamps & no lights & with no fear & didn't even come back up. like. how many kids do you know that can do that lmao. thats the equivalent of like leaving a kid alone in a cemetery in the middle of the night in pitch black w/ no lights. for the vast majority of the time nobody knew where rickon or shaggydog was in winterfell. & not only that, at his very young age, at age 6-7 (age 4 in the books) he TAUGHT HIMSELF TO VOLUNTARILY WARG into shaggydog AT WILL before bran or jon or arya ever did & he didn't even have jojen reed let alone anyone to teach him. & not to mention when he gets hurt it doesn't even bother him. when he & the twin freys were playing, one of the walders hit him HARD. he gets OBLITERATED. & in a flash shaggydog got PISSED & then rickon just started LAUGHING HYSTERICALLY. that's a TOUGH little dude. most kids his age would be on the floor crying when they're hit in the chest by a kid more than twice his age. & THEN from THAT MOMENT ON the walders were basically rickon disciples lmao. they were more than twice his age & they would follow him all around the castle & he would use them to get stuff done. & he basically had free reign of the kitchens & stealing the cakes & meat & doing whatever he wants & getting these much older kids to do what he wants them to do which indicates even at his young age he's got leadership qualities. that's like a kid in late preschool to JUST starting elementary school & having all these 5th & 6th graders wanting to be his friend lmao. he was FEARLESS at such a young age & shaggydog made him fearless.

he also had more time to bond with his direwolf because he wasn't in a coma & was also being completely neglected because ned had gone south with sansa & arya, robb was busy at winterfell with everything going on & he was only a teenager himself & he even told his mother to care for rickon, too, bc he'd follow him around everywhere crying, he'd refuse to let anybody cut his hair, maester luwin had no idea where he was most of the time so half of the entire winterfell guard was out here looking for this kid after catelyn left, bran, her favorite son who she didn't want him to leave winterfell, was in a coma & catelyn neglected her household duties out of grief & ignored rickon (as well as robb, & didnt even say goodbye to ned, sansa or arya when they left for king's landing) completely so in his state of neglect he bonded even moreso with his direwolf. & he's this tiny little kid that's full of rage. like. everyone left him. his father left him & his mother left & he's not forgiving her. like. this kid is severely traumatized has next level anger inside of him for someone his age to the point where he PULLS A SWORD on maester luwin & sics his direwolf on him. this is a teeny tiny fuckin kid, this is a tiny lil dude & this kid is just fierce as FUCK.

& not to mention he says some really prophetic shit too. when robb leaves & bran says they'll be back, rickon states "no they won't". & that's not a question; that was a statement. & that wasn't in a frightened child way. in his mind, his father left & his mother left & robb left & his family abandoned him & never came back & he's never going to see his father, his mother or his oldest brother ever again. this kid's been in winter his whole life. & how shaggydog is pitch black & has green eyes in contrast with jon's direwolf ghost who is white as snow & has red eyes & literally no other direwolf has ever been recorded to look like that & the old gods have specifically made them look like that to be the most magically gifted. his role is going to be crazy magical. he's not gonna run into a straight line & die like the show does lmao. & not to mention osha who knew all about skinchangers because she's beyond the wall & on skagos they're closer to the free folk culturally than they are to the northmen. so like when davos brings this kid back this kid is gonna be insanely powerful, like varamyr sixskins on steroids. this kid's gonna have this gigantic black direwolf shaggydog, a unicorn, flocks of eagles & families of polar bears & shadowcats & herds of mammoths & packs of wolves all at once. he would be the living embodiment of the children of the forest of old. & so like. even when rickon by the winds of winter-a dream of spring is like. 13. thats still insanely young. like. elementary school level kid.

[4kadhd]

Hm

[toastedkiwi]

A Text Exchange Between Siblings: The Coworker Edition

Summary: paparazzi photos capture you out on the town with a certain Superman actor in New York.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Sister!Reader, Henry Cavill x Popstar!Reader

Warning: it’s literally crack. Mentions of sex. Swearing.

christopher: the fuck is this shit????

christopher sent an image!

scott: gasp

the little munchkin: no comment.

christopher: NO YOURE GONNA FUCKING FESS UP BEFORE I COME FIND YOU AND MR. BRITISH FUCKTARD AND HIS RED CAPE

the little munchkin: you’re being dramatic

scott: he’s kinda hot

christopher: YOU ARENT HELPING SCOTT

scott: GIVE ME THE DETAILS

the little munchkin: ✨d r a m a q u e e n s✨

christopher: wHY ARE YOU WITH HIM?!?!!?

the little munchkin: we’ve worked together. Have u forgotten? 💁‍♀️

christopher: which was real fucking sad to see

the little munchkin: have you seen ur filmography before 2011?

christopher: that’s not the point.

scott: we’re also talking about you and not Chris because I don’t want to talk about him

christopher: rude

scott sent in two new images!

scott: omfg coworkers don’t makeout

christopher: what is happening?!

the little munchkin: Ugh we knew u were a virgin but we didn’t think it would be this bad

christopher: i had sex before, you asshat

the little munchkin: it’s okay. It’s a safe space chrissy

scott: yeah we won’t make fun of u

christopher: you both fucking suck

the little munchkin: WOAH THERE MISTER! THATS A BAD WORD!

scott: IM TELLING MOM!!!!!!!!

christopher: NO! WE’RE SUPPOSED TO FIGURE OUT WHY SHE’S WITH HIM AND BETRAYING THE FAMILY!

scott: HOW FUCKING DARE YOUUUUUUU Y/N

the little munchkin: Scott pick a fucking side

scott: no I won’t and did u sleep with cavill?

the little munchkin: iM NOT HAVING THIS CONVERSATION WITH YOU TWO FUCKTARDS

christopher: SO YOU DID SLEEP WITH HIM!

scott: yo his dog is so cute

the little munchkin sent an image!

christopher: omg you’re with him right now

scott: tell him I said hi

the little munchkin: he says hello

christopher: that’s such a British thing to say

the little munchkin: no it’s not. it’s a basic ass greeting

christopher:

christopher: feels too proper and british

the little munchkin: he’s british you dumb fuckss

scott: no, he’s a Jerseyian bitch

christopher: omg he is. he’s from an island and not even a good one

scott: it’s so disappointing

the little munchkin: STOP GOOGLING HIM

christopher: he should’ve been French. That would be more fun. You’d learn a language and we would get fucking crisants

scott: crasssannnts

christopher: criossantssssssSs

the little munchkin: it’s croissants

christopher: Oui oui

scott: oink oink bitches when r we gonna meet jerseyian?

the little munchkin: you would’ve met him at the premiere of our movie two years ago

scott: once you’ve been to one, you’ve been to them all and I had very important matters to attend to on that day

christopher: if I recall, I had food poisoning and could not leave the bathroom and you publicly announced it to the world in an interview

scott: my excuse was a lot more fun and u should stick with singing y/n

christopher: oh jeez. You’re gonna get murked

scott: she should stick to singing bc I’m more able to go to the shows and listen to the music on my own time instead of going to everybody’s fucking premiere bc you two fucktards won’t bring your significant others and touring is a lot more fun

christopher: I bring you to places

scott: it’s honestly so exhausting being the brother of two famous fuckwits.

christopher: yeah so sad for you to tag along with us

scott: I should get more credit

christopher: totally

scott: I’m glad you agree

christopher: is y/n gonna respond?

scott: she’s probably fucking the jerseyian

christopher: there’s some things I don’t want to think about and that’s one of them

scott: you asked

christopher: does not mean I wanted an answer especially that one