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Deepika Padukone Shares An Adorable Update On Her Insta Bio Just Days After Welcoming A Baby Girl With Ranveer Singh—Find Out! | People News

Deepika Padukone is fully embracing the joys of motherhood, with the internet showering her with warm wishes and prayers. The actress, who welcomed a baby girl with her husband Ranveer Singh earlier this month, has already dived into her new role as a mom.  Deepika recently updated her Instagram bio from “Follow your bliss” to “Feed. Burp. Sleep. Repeat.” This adorable change reflects her current…

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Keke Palmer’s Boyfriend celebrates pregnancy news with sweet baby bump pic

Keke Palmer’s Boyfriend celebrates pregnancy news with sweet baby bump pic

Credit image – Flipboard Keke Palmer and Darius Jackson seem thrilled that news of their baby is finally out in the open. Shortly after the actress announced they were expecting their first child together during a Saturday Night Live host over the weekend, her boyfriend posted a sweet tribute to her story on Instagram. “2023 ❤️,” dad-to-be Darius Dalton captioned a photo of Palmer showing off…

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happy pride to Lucy Westenra do we think she knows how much she’s loved

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8-year-old Quincey: "I want to surprise papa. I could try making him something without help. I know! Mamaliga! No... mamaliga is my favorite, I have to think about what is his favorite. And we all had the red chicken last week... I have to think of something he really loves... Oh!" *snatches a photo for reference and starts painstakingly drawing a picture of his mom*

Quincey: “Papa, I got you your favorite thing for Father’s Day!”

Jonathan: “What’s that?”

Quincey, brandishing his portrait: “Mama!” :D

Jonathan, adding it to the album: “Just what I wanted” c:

[monsterously-high]

happy Twyla autism day everybody 💜💜💜

[im-thekeeper]

pov he uses his telepathy on you, good luck 🙌😊

[twin-chains]

Echoes of Wisdom art!

[franciya]

For real tho, I haven't really stopped to think about it too much before

No shitty live action movie

No shitty cheap 2D or CGI new series that loses the magic of the original style completely

No shitty EEnE 'Babies' or 'Go!'

No shitty hollywood celebrity voices to replace the original ones

Too bad that's such a rare occasion nowadays

[aastarions]

i cannot believe that since i posted the last chapter of my zhongli multichap (in july 2022) right

ive gotten engaged

ive gotten married

AND

ive gotten pregnant 🧍🏼‍♀️

specifically pregnant with identical twins 🧍🏼‍♀️🧍🏼‍♀️

[omgthatdress]

It’s almost as if when you constantly slash fine arts funding and push a STEM-is-the-only-thing-that-matters agenda in public schools you end up with a generation where the only people with access to education in drama are nepo babies.

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OKAY BASED OFF THE POLLS JANUARY 1ST WAS CHOSEN AS AFO'S (AND YOICHI'S) BIRTHDAY! CONGRATS ON THE BIRTHDAY KINGS🥳🎉🎂

credits to auramighters on twitter for the edit

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[crybaby-bkg]

“Can you help me with this, please?” You ask gently, chin jutting in Dabi’s direction. Your eyes are still glued to the task at hand, but you finally look up when a few beats of silence pass. Dabi’s looking at you from across the table, arms folded, resting the lower half of his face behind his forearms. His eyes are bright in the dimmed light of the living room, and his gaze is enthralling when it snaps from your hands to your eyes.

He doesn’t answer still, as he watches you. Bounces from you tying the party balloons, back to your face, to the other balloons scattering the floor, your face again. He inhales slowly, before sitting up, stretching his arms like a feral turned house cat. He reaches across the table with nimble fingers, grabbing for a balloon, and blows it up with his mouth despite the helium tank sitting a foot away from the balloons.

You blink at him a few times, taking him in—his low lids, tautly pulled mouth, the bored expression on his face, his slumped shoulders. Your head tilts as you place the balloon you just blew up between your legs to keep from floating away, frowning at him.

“What cogs are turning in that pretty little head of yours?” You ask, smiling faintly when he chuckles at you. Dabi blows up another balloon with his mouth before he answers you with a shrug.

“A lot, and nothing at the same time.” He grunts after a while. “Don’t worry about it too much, angel. Shouldn’t be occupied with my shit on your birthday.” Dabi tries placating you with the nickname, but you don’t budge.

“But if there’s something up with you, I can’t celebrate wholly.” You confess, tying a string to the balloon in your lap, gaze focused on him after you let it float to the ceiling.

“And why’s that?”

“Because I feel guilty celebrating myself knowing,” you stop yourself, mouth clamped shut, but you don’t look away from him. Dabi fixes you with a look, his mouth twisted, already knowing what words you were about to spill. He sighs after a long while, shoulders slumping, running a hand down his face.

“I shouldn’t be,” he stops himself, pauses for a long while, eyes fixated on the decorations in front of him. “I never got this whole, you know, shebang growing up. I just don’t know how to—to do this whole thing. Birthdays and decorations and celebrations, and shit.”

“You could always learn with me.” You tell him, barely a beat passing before you answer him. Your eyes are full of such sweetness, sincerity, and it makes his chest ache a little. You’re always so full of hope whenever it comes to him, so full of grace and understanding. How could you pass so much kindness onto a person so bitter like him? He can barely be happy that it’s your birthday without thinking about his own past.

And yet, you grab his hand and smile at him. Throughout the afternoon you hand him streamers and tape and which candles to get from the drawer to light. You help him find his best outfit for the party and bring him into the conversation every time your friends talk. You hold his hand while you’re sung to and squeeze it so tight when you blow out your candles.

He doesn’t understand your grace, but he’s thankful for it. Even if it’s just a tiny bit.