#also ew

[mintmatcha]

Okay but now I’m thinking about baby fever Atsumu hearing that you want his babies and melting at the idea of a baby of his own- he’d make the cutest dad

hes head over heels about it. He has an extra bounce in his step for the next week, cuddling up beside you with this dopey smile.

"What's gotten into you?" you giggle as he presses kisses into your cheek.

"Yer gonna have my baby," he sings, "We're gonna make a tiny little baby and it's gonna be ours."

He grips you by the waist, pressing his chest against you back.

"Actually, twins run in my family, so it could be babies."

You grind back against him, throwing a smile back at him.

"Yeah? Are we gonna make a baby tonight?" ypu tease.

"Oh god, no." Atsumu falls serious, "Condoms tonight, baby. It'd break Ma's heart if I didn't marry you first."

[gardenofdelete998]

when justin timberlake said "girl let me make up for the things you lack" well that was very lacanian of him. or whatever

[bl00dbite-reblogs]

What's your opinion on Cupinho?

that its weird

plus kids shouldnt invade adult spaces ;/

[spicypussywave]

since when did lays have this many chips

[howtodrawyourdragon]

How odd, thought Hiccup, he can sing with his mouth shut. Hiccup nearly jumped clear out of his leggings when the Dragon opened both his crocodile eyes and spoke directly to him. "Why so odd?" said the Dragon, who appeared to be amused. "A dragon with his eyes shut is not necessarily asleep, so it follows that a dragon with his mouth shut is not necessarily singing. All is not what it seems. That noise that you hear is not me at all. THAT, my Hero, is the sound of a singing supper."

Wha- Is the Green Death telepathic???

[afternoonblues]

THAT'S NOT MY LOSER (affectionate) FENG XIN! WHO TF ARE YOU???????? WHY DO YOU HAVE HIS FACE???

[greater-than-the-sword]

And thats the first time I've ever seen... um... that kind of blood on TV.

[tayloralisoneras]

Reblog if you didn't spam Joe's cast mate friend Emma Laird's Insta with hate because she posted a photo of Joe probably on a tea or lunch break while filming The Brutalist.

Because that would be ridiculous and cruel.

And I KNOW the devil is named scooter but that don't mean we can't ride scooters anymore 🥺 they give back to your community and allow people options to reduce your carbon footprint let alone ride at your own pace and avoid waiting in traffic.

[welcoming-books]

Y’know, I don’t think that guy’s immune system is doing too hot

[keep-her-wild]

eww, whhhyyyy are the youth on tumblr so aggressive???

[just-a-speck]

i wanted to continue the running joke of interchanging the uses of french kiss and chef kiss but figured that the joke is old now.

and itll be so weird if i french kissed vio's diary

[sukalaap]

You like to eat weird stuff like peanut butter and cheese & pickle sandwiches.

...Dude, I'm autistic. Not pregnant.

[hofudlaus]

also posting these two on their own :-) based on This post by @outpastthemoat

[workersforanotsafeparadise]

[nanabanonana]

nothing quite so horrible when people think you're doing x ship when the fic is actually y ship

like what possibly gave you that idea. i'm literally setting it up so they adopt each other as the siblings they never had

[inkskinned]

did you really let them ruin that for you?

when i was younger i worked on a farm for 3 years. during late july and august we would have unfettered access to the strawberry plots. they were all warm and ripe and fresh. i think i ate a pound of dirt back then. i think i picked enough seeds out of my teeth to build a temple. the summer hours are long; i'd come home with the bruising stain of juice running in a seam along my cheeks and fingers and jaw.

why didn't you protect your precious things from other people? you knew this could happen.

i can't eat strawberries from the store anymore, they don't taste right. something about the florescent lights and the chill of them and the way they are absent from the vine. they feel bleached and bland, a wasted party dress. i watch other people eat strawberries and miss enjoying them. none of the store-bought strawberries will have mold or bugs, okay. they will be big and bright red and perfectly shaped. but they are not the ugly and real strawberries of my summer, awarded by the soil and the hot sun up ahead and hours spent crouched, plucking.

i didn't mean to let it get ruined. i wish it hadn't been. i miss having it. but i came back to it afterward and it just wasn't the same as it had been. i know love is never wasted. but it feels like - love did this. it's not that i never loved it, you know? it's that i did.