#we are soup

[potatotomatopomato]

We are conceived in soup.

Our bodies formed from the nutrients it contains.

Then we leave the warmth of soup.

We have solidified, though we are still full of soup.

It's the blood that fills our veins,

The meningial fluid that bathes our brains.

We crave the primordial warmth of soup,

It feeds us, fills us and keeps the cold out.

Like everything, we decay then become soup.

Soup made us,

Soup sustains us,

Us becomes soup.

[interstellarsystem]

Ever just get like... Stuck in a half-blur? Like we’re all soupy but we can still sometimes kinda tell who is speaking/thinking and the front is so fluid that even thinking about someone brings them out into it.

[alaraxia]

needless to say the vibes were in shambles

[sakura-101]

We are soup

[traffrogers]

gem/pearl art as requested for @glitrahasconsumedme

based on, y'know that meme format. Based on the edit by @shinyduo

[sprinklesharkie]

okay everyone take ur t shirts now

[lazylittledragon]

a word for word interaction i had with my boyfriend that i think about at least once a day

[raplinenthusiasts]

💐 @cordiallyfuturedwight

{© namuspromised}

[ni053791]

"Matching icons for you and your bestie who’s sick of your shit."

━━ Based on this Tweet I found in my bookmarks. Feel free to use these as icons if you want to do that for some reason, just credit me if possible. Thank you!

[cozylittleartblog]

8th annual nick valentine post! fallout 4 npcs Love sitting. they'll see a chair and ask "is anyone gonna sit here" and not wait for an answer. its like nick is on a personal quest to sit in every chair in the commonwealth. if he sees a chair its on sight

its because his joints are bad, obviously. he's like 140

[chrisrin]

SOUP GROUP FUSION!

based on original design by @couthking!

[dear-ao3]

I paused Netflix and got the best/worst expression on your slutty little soup can 😅

Just felt the need to share with you

i like that this implies that we own him. slutty little soup can was sold to dear-ao3

[hitmewithsomebooks]

@jegulus-microfic Feb 17 - soup

426 words

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“Sorry, I’m babbling again…” Regulus muttered, trailing off. James smiled at him.

“I like it when you babble. I always learn so much. Like, I never knew that we blink 20 times a minute, or ants don’t have lungs, or that there’s a soup made from bird nests!” James exclaimed, sounding genuinely interested.

Regulus’s brows furrowed, his lips parted slightly in a little ‘o’. James found it rather endearing.

“You mean you… listened to all that stuff? You actually listened to what I was saying?” Regulus questioned, his tone surprised.

“Well o’ course. Who wouldn’t?” James asked, cocking his head to the side rather like a puppy.

“Quite a lot of people, actually. I can tell when they’re spacing out or not paying attention. People think I babble.” Regulus said with a shrug, but James could see that it bothered him.

“Well, clearly they’re just daft.” James sniffed, and Regulus smiled.

“You think?”

“Absolutely!” James assured him, his expression firm. “I could listen to you talk all day.” He added, his face softening into a gentle smile as he gazed at Regulus. The younger boy blinked, turning away to stare at his books, willing away the blush that threatened to stain his cheeks. He cleared his throat.

“I’m sure you’d get bored just like the rest of them soon enough.”

James frowned. 

“I most certainly would not.” He protested, chin raised to show how serious he was. Regulus scoffed.

“You want to put that theory to the test, Potter?” The young Slytherin asked, and James grinned.

“You’re on, Black.”

Over the next few weeks, they met up in the library, every day, and would start talking. Or, in most cases, Regulus would start talking, and James would watch that little spark pop into his eyes as his passion for the topic grew, a content smile on his face as he listened.

Regulus was flabbergasted. This man, who seemed to have the attention span of a puppy (not to mention the eyes, personality, and charm of a puppy), had his focus on Regulus the entire time he talked. Every single day.

And he looked so happy while he did it. Like he was genuinely taking in and enjoying each and every word. Like he couldn’t wait to hear the next thing out of Regulus’s mouth.

It was incredibly endearing. And intoxicating. Regulus had never found someone who loved to listen to him before, and he didn’t plan on letting this one go.

Luckily for him, James planned on listening to Regulus for the rest of his life.

[obsessedwithstarwars]

FIGHT SCENE (that came to me while sick and slightly out of it so bear with me if it sounds CRAZYYYY)

Jazz is fighting some villain. Villain tries to use her dead brother as emotional collateral. She ignores it, seemingly unaffected, and continues to fight.

At some point the villain will be almost defeated, awaiting the final blow. They try one final plea to the red haired woman defeating them, “What would your brother say?”

At that moment, a boy falls through the ceiling, landing on the ground in front of the woman with a smug smile on his face. “I’D SAY -Actually wait hold on a sec.”

The boy gently tugs on the woman’s foot. “Jazz c’mere!” He loudly whispers.

She lets out an irritated sigh, says “Fine.”and hops over until her foot is lightly resting on his stomach. It’s almost picturesque. Her standing triumphantly on the boy who has now dramatically put his hand to his head.

He cries out (with a shit eating grin on his face), “OVER MY DEAD BODY!”

Villain: …

Danny: …

Villain: …

Danny: GET IT? Because I’m DEAD???

Jazz: “Ugh, you’re SO dramatic.”

Danny: Eh, it was funnier in my head.

Villain: …But he’s not dead?!

Danny: Would a LIVE person be able to do THIS? *does something completely normal and human*

Villain: …

Danny: …

Villain: yes.

Danny: Dammit. How about THIS? *does another completely normal human thing*

Villain: …

Danny: …

Villain: …also yes.

Danny: You’ve gotta be shitting me.

Jazz: Just soup them already!

Danny: No no! I will figure this out! How about THIS?

Villain: Yes but WHY would you WANT TO?!

Danny: Ugh Fine. What about this one??

Villain: …I personally don’t know how to do that, but yes that is something a person could do.

Danny: Really? It’s easy! Here, let me show you!

Jazz: …

Jazz: I’m going home.

[angelsdean]

jensen’s like *twirls hair* “teehee updating my spn fanfic on DEAN’S BIRTHDAY after a mini hiatus. also throwing him a party. love you dean winchester my best friend dean” like every other deranged deangirlie on this site 

[digitalcactusblog]

man, imagine how embarrassing it would've been if knives didn't remember the right chord to play to send vash into the soup

like

knives: [smashes an ugly chord] the ground: [doesn't change] vash: … knives: … knives: [smashes a different ugly chord] the ground: [doesn't change] knives: i know it was something like this vash: take your time