#baby Tupperware

[starqueensthings]

I know Jesse is known to have perfected the nose scrunch, but…

…I think Tupperware’s giving him a run for his money 🫢

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#🥵 🥵 🥵 #excuse me sir #am I a tup girlie now #also background smirky clone has me giddy #also yes those are watermarks #I had to waste 3 mins adding them because some of y’all are thieves #starqueensedits #queued #clone wars #the clone wars #clone wars tup #tup clone wars #clone trooper tup #baby Tupperware

[obsob]

im like tamftgebka (thinking about maia from ‘the goblin emperor’ by katherine addison)

#mine #original #the goblin emperor #maia i would die for u i would kill for u #u would not BELIEVE this problems this drawing gave me. outstanding #i actually did a whole other drawing. maia and th little people are taken from that drawing i had to frankenstein them #the like. idea is the same kinda but the other comp was bad. like if i draw and i dont have a colour palette in mind i just draw for that #comp to work in black and white. and then if i try to put colour on top it like always looks awful. why do i do that. #anyway. here he is. im pretty happy w it th colours arent exactly what i wanted but thats fine svbkdbgvd #my mum is away this week im playing house and having a good time #i got!!!! more isopods!!! ik i said i would post pics n of my magic potions and didnt but thats bc theyre very small and shy rn skjlf bless #i got more armadillium vulgare but a gem mix theyre so pretty!!! n one of them is like absolutely huge. enormous. #however th seller was very stupid th packaging for their postage was rlly bad n th ventilation holes were too big n they didnt pack th #tupperware tight enough so loads of babies fell out n died :(((((((((( i sent her a message like. maybe dont do this n she was like oh sorry #n was like this has never happened before but im like. ur stupid. why did u use such a big box all u had 2 do was put more moss in. #they were rlly dry as well theyve spent all day hanging out in th damp moss. poor babies. theyre absolutely destroying some cuttlefish rn #so i think theyre fine <3

[newtafterdark]

Speaking of the plants that were disrespected by my landlords -

A good chunk of them have grown back in & that makes me so happy! :D

Especially the big bushy (currently not blooming) ones in my big planters that are for bees & other insects during spring & summer!

But also my strawberries!! Both the wild one on the bottom stacked in the back on the two big bottom planters & the two "proper" ones hanging high, which will get their own terracotta planters soon!

#as you can see I am also taking a bit of the ivy with me (points at the pot on the upper level) #it's been the baine of my existence since 2017 #it's only fair that I take one of its baby's with me #I nicknamed the big motherplant I contantly fought Audrey 2 #so the baby will be Audrey 3 #I wish I could take the ferns with me #but their roots are so deep in the cement planters that I can't reach them #...I just remembered the amount of moss on my stairs #I am going to take so much moss from the stairs with me #I'll just put it in a big tupperware for the move #I am just really excited about a lot of things atm and my plants are one of those things #newt's ramblings

[what-marsha-eats]

#tupperware #stanley cup #funny memes #baby boomer meme #gen z meme

[girlwithfish]

i think partially the issue w leo guy was he didnt rly make me laugh and like i dont hold it against him like i dont think im that funny either but i do like to laugh. and i dont think its that hard to make me laugh cuz i will laugh at anything. so it just felt kind of awkward sometimes or that like i had to make jokes nd he wldnt find it that funny. LOL #incompatability

#he wasnt that bad but i am kind of annoyed he cldnt go to the post office to give me my Tupperware container back #like his excuse saying itsntoo big to mail like baby girl buy a box! lazy

[hyperfixation-is-my-middlename]

Me: *drowning in school work*

My english teacher: "were gonna do egg baby"

Me: egg x-wing

Teacher: what?

Me: eggs-wing

Edit: it survived the day

My math teacher liked it so much he sent it to the "teacher nerd groupchat" bjsbxjsbjxjsz

Thankfully he didn't notice that i didn't do the homework he assigned to do it-

#so yeah thats how i spent my day #building a cardboard x-wing for my egg and then designing it to look like an x-wing #i even gave it it's little R2 #tmr everyone is gonna come with like Tupperware and stuff #me? an x-wing #im the superior one clearly #i have no life- #star wars #can i tag this as Luke Skywalker if i gave my egg his name??? #this is probably the only time in my life that i will care about a “baby” #like the only baby i want in the future is like a dog or cat

[incognootle]

✨Art Vs. Inspiration✨

Yeah lol, the hinges are off my door and I'm going feral baby! ✨Here are my links~!✨ ✨Commissions! ✨

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#twrp #twrp band #commander meouch #fan art #band art #tupperware remix party #digital art #my art #artist on tumblr #illustration #digital painting #procreate #hang in there baby

[ichorousisopod]

hehehehee there's BOXES at ikea..and i got them. and i'm gonna put my powders in one of those 😈

#mine #isoposting #i am...attempting to catch them with a trap rn #so i can transfer them from my gecko enclosure #I'll leave a few in there ofc. so my brother can have pods as a cleanup crew #but I bought those. they were my first pods. and they are MINE #i set up my ikea box..i fear i don't have enough ventilation but I can always make more #my mom said using a needle would be easy -_- it was absolutely not good god my h a n d #anyways though i really hope i'll be able to catch most of them #especially the remaining...2-3?? crumbles #so far at least 2 have fallen into my trap #and i already accidentally transferred 1 and a baby or two into the new enclosure #with some springtails too 😍 #it's a pretty large box so i don't think they'll all die on me like before #when i had the crumbles in a tiny tupperware

[francisforever2014]

why are babies in shows always just chillin in the hospital in a tupperware 😭 do they just live in there for weeks or?

#don’t care about the answer btw the baby tupperware is always just soooooo funny to me

[boywizard]

i confiscated Morticia and Gomez's babies (my angelfish) and now theyre so mad at me

#howl.txt #im sorry but the tetras will eat them :( #theyre really good parents tho im very proud of them #the babies are now being aerated in a large tupperware and will be able to swim around soon

[sunshinesdaydream]

A Man's Worth by @the-bad-batch-baroness Locks of Love by @the-bad-batch-baroness Clones + Toxic Family 4 by @moonlightwarriorqueen

🌶️Hold On Tight by @deejadabbles 🌶️Tup à Trois by @dystopicjumpsuit 🌶️Do It Again by @dystopicjumpsuit

Title Graphic by @sunshinesdaydream (me)

Minors DNI by @powdered-kneecaps & @freesia-writes

#sunshine recs #tup rec list #star wars #the clone wars #clone wars #star wars the clone wars #clone trooper tup #tcw tup #sweet baby Tupperware

[getoutofthisplace]

Dear Gus & Magnus,

Mom worked today, so we went to The Compound. Sophie was there, so she and Gus had a good time swinging and playing restaurant and hunting leftover Easter eggs. Mags helped Nana organize her Tupperware drawer.

Dad.

Little Rock, Arkansas. 4.23.2022 - 2.46pm.

#elizabeth choate #magnus choate #tupperware #babies

[ednfall]

things worth celebrating:

my son, who is currently fighting a nasty cold and hasn’t eaten any proper meals, happily eating a full half of a grilled cheese

#squeaky toy noises #baby talk #most things we’ve put in front of him he’s been outright refusing to eat. the most we’ve gotten is a couple crackers. #needless to say i am SO glad i learned that he fuckin loves grilled cheese #he even put the rest in a tupperware (mostly) by himself…. 😭

[popeleoii]

Just wondering… it’s only a little important

#technically a bucket baby #but it was actually a large Tupperware #baby

[incognootle]

Happy Monday. :') ✨Here are my links~!✨ ✨Tip Jar✨

#twrp #twrp band #commander meouch #tupperware remix party #fan art #band art #my art #twrp fan art #hang in there baby

[loganlermanstanaccount]

PLEASE! I BEG THAT YOU WRITE AN MIGUEL O’HARA FICTION! IM BEGGING!! PLEASEE!!!! (Sorry if I come off harsh)

Ask and you shall receive!! A quick thing I wrote (not proofread), thanks for the ask <3

Touch

Miguel O'Hara x reader

(AO3 Mirror), Part 2, Main Masterlist

summary: Miguel misbehaves. You teach him a lesson. part one maybe?? idk y'all let me know if u want a pt 2. (Part 2 is out!)

warnings: pwp!! light f-dom, angry (ish??) sex, grinding, slight m-sub, (m) begging. mostly just filth. I am soooo desperate for any character played by Oscar Isaac. 18+ Minors DNI

a/n: I apologise in advance, native Spanish speakers. Me and reverso tried our best. 

wc: 1.4k

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A great crash from the workshop has you running from all the way in the kitchen, apron still on. 

He looks tired, hunched over his desk. Great hulking shoulders hang, tense in the dim light of a single lamp.

"Miguel?" It's soft, in the metallic hum of lights. "Everything okay?" 

He shifts, looking over his shoulder at you. "M'sorry for the noise mi sol, just tired." 

"...maybe it's time to call it a night, baby."

He waves you off with a flick of the wrist.   "Give me ten minutes, I'll come to bed."

"That's what you said half an hour ago, Miggy." It's under your breath but loud enough that his super senses pick it up.Your voice is fraught, frustrated - no doubt at the nights he'd spent away from you. Whether coming back late from tinkering in his workshop, or on the streets; he'd meet you fast asleep in bed, and wake up to an early morning rush. Either way, he seemed like a stranger in your own home; consumed with his work. It was taking its toll. 

You pad back, returning to the kitchen in silence. You clean up the remnants of a dinner Miguel had picked at, sighing. You loved him, and you knew he loved you; but he lived in his own world sometimes. Sure, the world needed him; but what about you? After everything you had given each other, how could he discard you so easily? 

It's only after a while Miguel realises the noises of you clearing up have long subsided, that he heads into the kitchen to investigate. It's meticulously clean, your apron hanging up on its peg by the door. On the counter, the remainder of his dinner boxed up in tupperware, with a post-it-note on the lid. 'For Miggy <;3' , it reads. 

His heart aches as he walks towards your room. You're dressed in nothing but his t-shirt, knees drawn and curled up into yourself. He slides into bed, staring up at the ceiling. 

"Mi vida?" He mumbles. "Mi vida, I know you're awake." 

You respond with an unceremonious grunt, back still turned. You're mad at him, and he deserves it. 

"I'm sorry." He says, listening to the rise and fall of your chest in the dark. He sits up. Sighing, he cradles your arm, tracing circles into the flesh. Gentle, and oh so soft. "I'm an idiot, you know that. I fucked up. Couldn't see how much you were hurting."

You stir, turning to face him. In the neon lights that stream into your room, his face falls. He brings a hesitant hand to cup at your cheek. 

"Say something. Please." Imperciptably, he watches your eyes fall to his lips. 

You kiss him, passionate and hot and angry. He can barely breathe when you envelope your plush lips around his, snaking your hand towards his back. You claw at his shirt, raking a hand into his hair. When you separate, it's obscene; a sliver of saliva still connecting his lips to yours. His scarlet eyes are low as he licks his lips; chasing your taste. You both sit up. 

"You haven't touched me in weeks, Miguel." Your voice is dangerously low, hand wrapped around his neck.

He wraps strong hands around your waist, guiding you to straddle him. For once, he's grateful for the flimsy fabric of his t-shirt - thin around the apex of your pebbled nipples. He paws at your hips, hands trailing towards your bare thighs. Just as they come to rest towards their crook, you snatch his hands away. 

"Let me make it up to you," He hisses at the contact, leaning into your touch. "Por favor, sólo una probadita, just a taste, my love."

"No touching." Dramatic, he protests, cursing in Spanish before you bring a thumb to his mouth to silence him. 

"No. Touching."

Eyes lidded, looking up at you, it takes everything not to break; you fight the urge to kiss the tip of his nose and whisper praise into the crook of his neck. Instead, you coax your thumb into his mouth; as he swirls his tongue around it, like he would on your clit. Miguel savors it like the sweetest honey, grateful you'll even touch him considering how he's been acting. 

He swells in his pants, hard as the crotch of his sweats graze your bare pussy. Beautiful tits pressed against his chest,  you draw small circles with your waist against the seat of his crotch. Precum spills as his hips jump up to meet you, desperate for contact. 

Immediately, you stop. With a pop, you pull your thumb from his mouth and Miguel moans at the loss. 

"Mierda. Baby, please-"

"No. Here's what's going to happen. I'm going to use you to get off. You're gonna watch, if you're lucky. And then I'm…" You swirl your hips, causing him to groan. "... going to bed." 

"¿Entiendes?" You croon, spiteful in the slow sway of your hips. "Do you understand, Miguel?" 

"-f-fuck, ok, ok-" Desperately nodding, he grips the sheets by his side. Closing his eyes to steady himself, he slumps his head on your shoulder. God, he's trying so, so hard not to cum right there; turned on by the lull of your sweet voice. He likes it when you get angry and treat him like a toy - painfully hard at the way you light him on fire. Everything about you; your scent, the way you taste, the grip you have in his hair; turns his senses up to eleven. 

You grind on his crotch, steadying yourself with your other hand on his shoulder. Plush lip tucked under your teeth, it takes all his willpower not to capture you in another kiss: hungry and consuming and overpowering. He can tell you're serious; everytime he grinds his crotch into yours, you will yourself to stop and tighten your grip. 

"Miguel…" You warn, moaning softly into his ear. "I m-meant what I said…"

When his hips snap up the third time; you growl, frustrated. Both your hands move to his chest, pushing him down onto the mattress so he's on his back. He looks good like this; at your mercy and putty under your hands. You push up the lip of his shirt to expose his midsection and pull down his sweats. A happy trail snakes down to his neatly trimmed cock; its deliciously curved tip springing free. Precum covers his cock, so when you slide him between the lips of your pussy it glides like he was made for you. You bite down on your lip so hard, it almost bleeds. 

With this new angle, you plant your hands by his head; grinding your clit onto his dick desperately. The slick sounds drive Miguel crazy, and when his hands fly to your waist to help you along, you don't move them. 

"You're s-so pretty, mi vida… prettiest thing I've ever seen. Need it. Need you. Use me, please, hump my cock like I'm your toy, p-please, please…"

He knows your body better than you do. You're close, dangerously near the edge. With the way your thigh shakes and the spasms that slow your rhythm, he knows. You don't break eye contact with him under you, moaning as you slide on his cock. Desperate, you chase that sweet spot, electric when he angles your hips just so… 

"M'gonna cum, fuck, Miggy-" You writhe desperately. He's close, too, shamelessly humping your pussy like a feral animal. He can taste it; white hot at the tip of his tongue. Finally, you cum: a leg shaking, biting orgasm that rips through you. You clench around nothing, but it's not enough for him. So, so close; and it's ripped away from him when you come down, in the aftermath. 

Unceremoniously, you pant and roll off of him; spread-eagle atop the sheets. Miggy curses softly at his ruined orgasm - still rock hard. He's glad you feel good, but he knows he can make you feel better, broad hands pawing at your hips. You slap them off, and turn your back pointedly. The slope and curve of your ass taunts him. 

"Fuck off, Miguel."

"Baby, I'm sor-" 

"Fuck. Off."

Sighing, he takes the hint. Grabbing the pillow, he pads off to the sofa in your living room, adjusting his hard on. He'd give you your space, tonight, and begin to win you back tomorrow morning. He needs you, more than you'd ever know. 

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