ready for my child

anonymous asked:

what if lance.... got the coolest fucking arc we've ever seen and some sick ass character development and some fucking respect for once and showed everyone he's this bad ass bitch who takes no shit? honestly i think it would be like seeing the face of god i think it would be so beautiful and i was die instantly, but happy.

this season or two is supposedly a blessed lance arc with kick ass leader skills and some badass moments and honestly….. im not mentally ready for the amount of crying im gonna do

anonymous asked:

This is the weirdest thing ever but whenever I read particularly stories about Harry being a father I can't stop picturing him in one certain outfit and it's that one from that picture taken a few years ago where he his helping I think his assistant get the baby's car seat out the car and he has that black coat with the brown boots and every time that outfit is the one I picture even with the coat when the story is set indoors and I can't stop no matter how hard I try to picture him different.

That day was a god-damn blessing. He looks so dad-like; like, I was ready to rent out my womb to birth his child. xx

  • Albus: Teddy, pretend to be my mom to Scorpius's mom.
  • Teddy: [picks up the phone] Hello? This is...Mum Potter. The children are playing swords. Sorry. Playing with swords. Oh no. They are dead. Do not call again. [hangs up]
  • Scorpius and Albus: ...
  • Teddy: Sorry, I panicked.
  • What she says: I'm fine
  • What she means: I am going to have to sit in the theater and watch as Lightning McQueen gets in the most horrific crash of his life. I am going to have to watch as he flips through the air uncontrollably, on fire, with pieces of his body being torn off as he smashes into the ground. I am going to have to watch as he gets torn apart on the racetrack and slams into the wall. I am going to have to watch as all of his friends and family watch this happen in horrified silence and are powerless to do anything. I am going to have to watch as Lightning gets ripped apart in the most terrifying and life-threatening event of his entire career. I am going to have to watch all of this knowing that he fears crashes. I am going to have to watch all of this knowing that he fears crashes AND that he can feel every. single. second of it. No I am not crying.

@aroma-rhineford-cosplay kept telling me all these awesome Ideas and drew some awesome stuff too about the cherub!Conan AU which made me want to draw it since like yesterday

So here you go guys~

Myths About Betta Fish

I’m sick of the pet industry always fucking animals like the betta over so let’s get some things straight
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MYTH: bettas like small spaces, they live in small rice paddies in the wild
REALITY: No they absolutely do not, sure some survive this, but it’s a cruel life to live. Rice paddies are actually quite big although shallow, the average male betta has about 3 feet of its own territory in the wild. Bettas need AT LEAST 2.5 gallons, but a 5-10 g is even better. You can get a 3 g tank from petco for like $10
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MYTH: you should feed your betta whenever it is hungry
REALITY: a bettas stomach is the size of its eyeball, it is very easy to overfeed. I feed my betta 3 pellets twice a day, but lots of people feed at different times with different food so I suggest doing some research and deciding what works best for you.
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MYTH: bettas are lazy
REALITY: bettas are inactive in small tanks because they’re aware that they have no space to swim and will hit walls, in larger tanks bettas are very active
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MYTH: bettas can only be kept alone
REALITY: it is true that male betta fish cannot be kept with any other betta, but (depending on the bettas personality) bettas can be kept with fish that are smaller and drab looking that won’t bite your bettas tail. I keep my betta with 2 snails and 5 ghost shrimp and he rarely bothers them. Female bettas can be kept in groups of 5 which is called a sorority. Keep in mind that these options are only possible in large tanks with lots of hiding spots.
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MYTH: bettas will eat live plants so you don’t have to feed them if you have plants in the tank
REALITY: bettas are CARNIVORES. They won’t eat plants, they will eat blood worms and brine shrimp which you can buy frozen. In fact feeding real prey is good along with pellets or flakes.
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MYTH: bettas don’t need filtration or heat
REALITY: they need both. As far as filtration goes, strong currents don’t mix well with bettas so a sponge filter is best.
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MYTH: bettas only live a couple months anyway, why should I be doing all this?
REALITY: with proper care, bettas can live 5 years.
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MYTH: bettas and all other fish are dumb
REALITY: bettas are actually very smart and trainable. Mine was taught to jump out of the water on command and come when called (by wiggling fingers). Some people have taught bettas harder tricks such as going through a hoop. They can even learn when meal time is and be ready for it.
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MYTH: My child will take care of the betta
REALITY: your child will lose interest within a week, YOU will be taking care of their fish. If you’re not okay with that don’t buy your kid a fish.
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MYTH: I should completely change the tank each time I clean it
REALITY: you should instead do frequent partial water changes of about 40% of the water
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MYTH: bettas are throw away pets
REALITY: there is no such thing as a throw away pet and if you think there is you shouldn’t own pets

Please always read care sheets before buying a pet because -newsflash- PET STORES LIE.
*drops mic*

  • me: *gathers canon information that supports the theory that Kirishima is the traitor*
  • me: *reblogs theories and fanart of traitor!Kirishima*
  • me: *literally writes fanfiction about traitor!Kirishima*
  • also me: if Kirishima is the traitor, is2g I will kill everyone in this room and myself.

so the girlfriend has dragged me into watching the dragon maid anime and i’m ready to make some stupid jokes

As a woman, your choice for bodily autonomy starts at sex and ends when a new life is formed. You’re right, nothing else is truly comparable, try as we might, to the process of birth. But your bodily autonomy, when it comes to reproduction, does not stand. Organ donation is not the same. Blood donation is not the same. That is an invention of modern medicine. And so is abortion. Hell, I WISH we as a species laid eggs because I would GLADLY take an unwanted egg off your hands and raise that child myself. I am DYING to get married and adopt children unwanted by their birth mothers. I am READY to love someone with every fiber of my being. I am READY to devote 18 plus years of my life to a child. A lot of people are. Just because you’re not, does not mean you have the right to kill. You do not have the right to kill your unborn child. You absolutely do not. You can make up all the excuses you want like a child who wrote on the wall in crayon and doesn’t want to pay the penalty for it, but it does not change that you do not have that right. I don’t care what Roe Vs. Wade says. It is a conflicting law. It does not blend with our natural human rights, our other existing laws set to protect the lives and livelihood of the innocent. It is a law against life itself, and I will not be silent when there are those without voices whose rights are being terminated. I will NEVER condone the deaths of the innocent. And you cannot convince me that the active killing of innocents is justifiable by ANY reason except to save the life of another innocent. Not only that, but I know if you could go back to the womb, knowing your mother would change her mind, you would not choose to go back so SHE could choose differently. Whose choice would matter to you then, if you had a time machine? Can you honestly say you would let your mother kill you without a fight?

anonymous asked:

But how would baby obi wan keep up with qui gon on missions? he's too smol and qui gon is too tol. would he sit on qui's shoulders or something?

Man there better be a damn good reason the Council’s sending Qui-Gon on a mission when Obi-Wan’s so small and helpless, but let’s say that it’s a relatively small trade negotiation on a peaceful planet that, coincidentally, loves children. Of course the only solution that would put Qui-Dad’s mind at rest is:

JEDI BABY HARNESS


PERFECT FOR MAKING SURE THAT YOUR SMOL PADAWAN SON IS WITHIN SURVEILLANCE 24/7 WHILE FREEING UP YOUR HANDS AND MIND FOR SERIOUS JEDI BUSINESS™

Tom Holland Imagine: Ready?

Summary: Tom and reader have a false alarm with a pregnancy test which brings them to wonder if they’re actually ready to be parents.

A/N: literally pissed cause I already wrote this but when I tried to post it tumblr deLETED ALL OF IT AND NOW ITS NOT AS GOOD I SUCK IM SORRY IT WAS ACTUALLY PRETTY GOOD THE FIRST TIME AROUND BUT THIS ONE SUCKS IM SORRY

Warnings: none

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I felt my blood run cold as I stared at the plus sign on the stick. How could this have happened!? Tom and I were always so careful… except for that one night… but he just looked so good and we had a few too many, but I still took the morning after pill!

I grabbed for my phone on the bathroom counter and dialed Harrison’s number. He’ll know what to do. He always wants what’s best for Tom.

“Hello?” Harrison cheerfully greeted.

“Harrison? I need you to come over immediately. But please don’t tell Tom!”

“Y/N? What’s wrong? What happened? Are you okay?”

“No, Harrison. I need you to come over here now…”

“I’m on my way.”

I was still staring at the test as I walked into Tom and I’s shared living room and sat down on the couch. I was so zoned in on the little positive sign that I didn’t even realize that Harrison had arrived until I heard his voice calling out my name.

“Y/N? Y/N, where are you!?”

“Living room.” I choked out through my sobs.

I heard heavy footsteps and then silence. I knew Harrison could see the test over my shoulder. I heard his breath hitch as he realized what was in my hand.

“H-How? You and Tom… you’re always so careful!”

“I know, but one night we weren’t… and I was due for my period a week ago and-and I couldn’t figure out what was wrong until Lizzy suggested… this… Harrison, please help me! I don’t know what to do and I-”

“Shhh, Y/N, it’s going to be okay. Everything’s going to be fine. I’m here for you, Tom’s here for you. He won’t leave you, Y/N. He loves you so much. I’ll call and set up a doctor’s appointment for you. You take a nap an-and I’ll set everything up. It’ll be fine, love.”

Harrison was sat next to me now, rubbing my back as I cried into his chest. I felt my eyes grow heavy as Harrison kept rubbing my back and whispering to me that everything was going to be fine.

—Time Skip—

As I came back to consciousness, I realized that I was laying down on the couch with a blanket over me and a pillow under my head. Harrison.

I went to squeeze the test, but it was gone.

I sat up and then realize that Tom was sat across the room, head hanging down, staring at the test.

Tom’s silence only made my fear rise and I soon felt the tears resurfacing.

“You’re pregnant.” He stated with no emotion, which only stressed me out even more.

“Tom, I’m so sorry. I ruined everything, I ruined your whole career, I’m so sorry…”

Tom whipped his head up.

“Love, this is by no means your fault. You did not ruin anything. I love you, Y/N. I’m staying by your side through all of this. Don’t think for a second that I’m going to leave you.”

Tom crossed the room and placed his hands on both of my cheeks, forcing me to look into his warm brown eyes.

“Everything’s going to be just fine, darling. Now, come on, let’s get you to bed. Harrison scheduled you a doctor’s appointment for Thursday.”

Tom scooped me up in his arms and carried me up to our bedroom. I laid my head on his chest and cried as he ran his fingers through my hair.

“It’s going to be okay, love. You’re going to be just fine and in nine months, you’re going to give birth to our child, the most beautiful child in the whole world and that baby, boy or girl, is going to be the most spoiled child in the world. Our child is going to grow up with two loving parents by their side cheering them on through every decision they make. And in 9 months, if you’re willing, I will make you my wife. Y/N, you’re going to be just fine. I promise you, everything is going to be perfect.”

—Time Skip—

Tom and I laid cuddled up on the couch as Beauty and the Beast played in front of us. Tom intertwined our fingers together with one hand while the other was placed over my stomach, rubbing circles lovingly.

“Have you thought of any names yet?” Tom asked out of the blue.

“Hm? Tom, we just found out yesterday that I’m pregnant, of course I haven’t thought of names yet.”

“Well, I have… I started thinking of names the second I saw that plus sign.”

“What did you come up with?”

“Um, well, if it’s a girl, Allison Ellender Holland. Allison named after your best friend and Ellender because Blake Lively’s middle name is Ellender and she’s your idol. And if it’s a boy, Harrison Robert Holland. Harrison because of MY best friend and Robert after RDJ.”

“Those are the two most beautiful names I’ve ever heard. I love you so much, Thomas Stanley Holland.”

“I love you, too, Y/N L/N.”

—Time Skip—

“Well, Mr. and Mrs. Holland-”

“Oh, we’re not married. I’m Ms. L/N, he’s Mr. Holland.”

“Well, then you’ll probably be happy to hear that you’re not pregnant.”

“We’re- what?”

“You’re not pregnant, Ms. L/N.”

“But- the test? And I haven’t gotten my period this month?”

“Tests are false all the time, Ms. L/N. And you’re period skipping a month can happen as well if you’ve experienced a large amount of stress.”

“Honey, you did just wrap up finals last week. Could that have been a cause?” Tom asked.

“Yes, very easily. Ms. L/N, if you have any other complications with your period in the future, please contact us immediately. Have a good day.”

“You too…”

The doctor exited the room leaving Tom and I alone.

I shifted uncomfortably on the table as Tom stared at the floor.

“I know you were scared, but is it okay if I feel a little disappointed right now?”

“Of course, Tom. I surprisingly feel it as well…”

I watched as Tom walked over to me and stood between my legs.

“Y/N, I love you. I actually planned on doing this tonight, but right now just feels right. Yesterday, while you were at lunch with your sister, Harrison and I snuck out and bought something…”

I felt my breath hitch in my throat as I watch Tom get down on one knee.

“Y/N, I first bought this ring because I was under the impression that you were carrying my child, I was uncertain if I was ready to be married, but when I came home that night and saw how beautiful you looked in simply a tshirt and shorts, I knew I was absolutely crazy about you. And I was so ready to start a family with you and that feeling I just felt when that was ripped away from me was all I needed to know that I want you. I want you to be mine forever. And I want to have a family with you. Maybe not immediately though, perhaps we should start with a dog. But anyway, what I’m trying to say is, Y/N L/N, will you marry me?”

“Oh, yes, Tom! Yes! A thousand times yes!”

I flung myself off the table into Tom’s arms.

“Oh, my god! You said yes! Thi-this means that you’re gonna be me wife!? And and and we’re gonna have a family! Oh my god, I love you so much!”

Tom pressed a kiss to my forehead and wiped the tears from both of our eyes. He took my hand and slid the ring onto my finger.

“…perfect. absolutely perfect…” He whispered under his breath.

“Oh, Tom, this is amazing! We have to start the phone calls though! You call your mom and I’ll call mine!”

“Oh, god, yes!”

I laughed as I watched Tom fumble with his phone.

“Mum? Mum! SHE SAID YES!”