#cheering for you

[fieldofdaisiies]

Does anyone else also feel like a proud mum when one of their mutual achieves something? Reaches a goal? Posts an incredible story?

I am always like "go bestie" when this person probably doesn’t even know who I am, but I just feel immensely proud and happy for them.

I guess I am like a football mum, standing at the side of the pitch cheering the loudest for their little baby haha.

So this year, my goal is to be the football mum, supporting you all much more and better than last year where I definitely often failed at supporting everyone to the fullest.

[anthropologyruinseverything]

By the way your happy news makes me happy.

I love to see my friends winning.

🫶🏽

[d1sc0-1nfern0]

Seeing kids and teens get super passionate about their interests makes me so happy. Like yes young one, explore the world, find the joy in life!

[shining--live]

[batman-gif]

I had a vision. They're sister albums to me

[foolsocracy]

put dick on a team and trust he will make sure they can perform as an acrobat troop

[raeson]

contents. satoru gojo and the birth of your child, the future to be exact.

other. mentions of childbirth/pregrancy. mentions of being a mother. gojo being a lovestruck idiot (as he should be!)

Satoru Gojo could feel the sweat dripping down his temples.

He was nervous.

Very nervous actually.

His long fingers flexed with anxiety, his messy white hair sticking up like a cactus, his vivid blue eyes dull, devoid of any emotion.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

Today was the day.

Where you would give birth to the newest gojo of the family.

Give birth to his child.

'Should i have brought something?!'

'like.... should i got chocolates? no.. i already got chocolates..'

Another awkward few minutes passed, with doctors rushing in and out of the room, and occasional yells of 'push! push!' ringing out, before an abrupt silence pierced through the air. Dead, cold silence haunted the halls.

Tick, tock, tick, tock.

"Sir?"

Leaping up and almost taking the chair with him, he turned to the doctor, anxiety flitting across his vivid eyes, fear piercing his barriers and hitting through his heart.

"Can i go in?!"

"Yes you can but before th-"

After the one word left the doctor's mouth, he pushed him aside and ran to the operation room, muttering hurried apologies to the people he shoved out of his way.

" 'Toru...."

Falling to his knees, right beside your bed, he completely disregarded the chair, instead, he held onto your arm, eyes locked on the baby you had in your arms.

Their baby they held in your arms.

"C-Can i hold...."

You chuckled and beckoned Gojo to come down to your level, snorting as he awkwardly fumbled with the now-wailing baby.

"Your eyes. They have your eyes."

You smile, watching as your partner, your lover stiffly rocked the child, awe filling his eyes as their cries faded, now turning into a big yawn.

Satoru Gojo, the strongest held the future in his arms.

[the-phantom-peach]

miscellaneous zelda art over the last month

… or something ☕️

[bacchuschucklefuck]

no more fan-ta-sizing about it! everything's already changed~

[chloesimaginationthings]

The FNAF animatronics aren’t evil,, just jolly

[worme4ter]

yo dudes so i'm currently making a tma book for my friend!

it's basically the tma wiki but in book form :)

(highly inspired by what pricklypearviking on reddit did just much less cool)

current status: i run out of printer toner and im in pain so decided to share this to pass the time

[spooksier]

holy terror

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[bokutoko]

osamu didn’t really have a favorite color.

it wasn’t until he saw you after school one chilly autumn day, your face lighting up with the question, “is that jacket new, ‘samu?”

he nodded—he didn’t think too much of it when he got it for his birthday, so he surely didn’t expect anyone else to notice. “a gift from ma.”

“i like it, it’s my favorite color,” you took in his full appearance, your eyes looking him up and down, “it suits ya.” a cackle escaped you at osamu’s flustered face, only growing louder with him grumbling, “shaddup.” osamu’s biggest tell was always his accent thickening, and you knew it.

as winter came, osamu found himself wearing that same jacket to and from school every day, ignoring atsumu’s relentless “whadda simp” comments, as a part of him hoped you’d one day be chilly enough to need his coat.

and when that day came, with his jacket hugging your figure as you nuzzled in his leftover body heat, osamu found it hard to breathe.

in that moment, he realized he’d found his new favorite color—yours.

a/n: sorry osamu if reader’s favorite color is pink😔 bro’s looking like pepto-bismol.

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[shining--live]

[vampyfrnk]

Happy 20th Anniversary, Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge!

[wttcsms]

tobio knows that he loves you, that he's devoted to you, that he'd do anything for you — you know this. but what you don't know, not yet, is that he realizes, only three months into dating, that he's going to marry you. growing up, after his grandfather passed and miwa got too busy to attend his games, no one showed up for him to watch him play. even well into adulthood, there's no family present in the friends & family section all professional athletes are assigned. you two are long-distance for the time being, and you tell him, teary-eyed, that your flight got canceled at the last minute and you can't show up to his game. he walks into the stadium frowning, upset and not speaking to anyone during his warm-ups. his other teammates' families are entering, and he can see them waving at their loved ones. he's focused on himself until he hears a voice shouting from above:

"play well, tobio!!!" you're wearing his jersey, holding up a poster of support, the only one in his otherwise empty friends & family section.

he can't stop the smile from stretching across his face, and play well he does.

it turns out, after your original flight got canceled, you managed to find a last-minute flight leaving in less than two hours after your disappointing phone call with him. you rushed to the airport, had to have two shitty layovers, and barely got any sleep, but you showed up. he tells you, you didn't have to do all of that. and his heart nearly explodes when you just squeeze his hand and give a gentle hum before telling him, yeah, but i wanted to.