Alfred dug into his pasta quickly, while matt was careful and clean.

“Make sure to eat carefully Alfred.” Berwald reminded his oldest child, as he fed the baby spoonfuls of green bean purée.

Alfred nodded. “of course mama” He slowed down ever so slightly. He was hungry from playing, after all.

“No!” Oskar said, not wanting the green bean purée. Berwald sighed and started scooping from a jar of mashed potato baby food instead.

Alfred ate contently, happy with the yummy food. Matt didn’t need to be reminded, as he was always on his best behavior

After dinner, while Timo washed dishes and Berwald cleaned the kids’ faces, Mathias went to his car and brought in the presents he was saving for after dinner.

After they were cleaned, they went to the living room to wait for “Santa Mathy” to come bring gifts.

Mathias re-entered the house, arms full of gifts. “Time to open presents!” Lukas and Emil had put their presents in Mathias’s car so he brought them in too.

Alfred nodded and helped her build a large block castle.

She squealed and knocked it over for fun. “Fall down!”

Alfred smiled and nodded “yes! You made it fall down”

The baby giggled and toddled over to stack the blocks again.

Alfred helped her, grinning. He loved his little sister.

Freja toddled over, curious as to why her twin was giggling. She decided to help build the tower.

Cont

@little-gay-iceland

“The beach sounds like a wonderful idea.” Berwald smiled. “We need to get the right outfits then. The kids would probably prefer to wear sandals rather than formal shoes.”

Emil giggled softly. “But I like the name Hai… it means ocean…”

Leon smiled. “Why not Haimei? It means ‘beautiful ocean.’ We can think of an English name too.” He gently laid a hand on the bulge of Emil’s stomach where his child was growing and developing.

Emil smiled and nodded a little. “I like that. What do you think Laila? Haimei is a pretty name, já?” He smiled a little more at the feeling of Leon’s hand on the small bump that was ever slowly growing as their baby did.

China had been told he was going to be a grandmother and he was very excited. He was sending a lot of gifts to the house of Chinese books and toys for the baby.

Emil giggled happily as he saw all the packages China had sent for the baby once they got up to look at the nursery. “Your mom’s already spoiling the baby.”

Leon grumbled but had a small blush on his face. He had always been a Mama’s Boy. It was only natural that China was excited for his first grandchild.

Emil covered his mouth to hide another giggle at his grumble and blush before wrapping his arms around his neck with a happy smile. He pressed a light kiss to his lips. “I’m happy he’s so excited though.”

Leon nodded. Laila blinked up at her uncle. “Can the baby hear us from your tummy?”

“Um… I don’t know. But I would think that they would be able to a little.”

Laila put her face close to his stomach. “Hi little cousin! I’m Laila! Come out soon so we can play okay?”

Emil giggled softly and covered his mouth, gently petting her hair. “Well, it’ll still be awhile before you can play with them…”

Laila pouted. “But I wanna play with the baby! Babies are cute.”

“Well, they won’t really be big enough to play with for awhile after they’re born.”

“Aww.” She frowned.

Berwald picked her up. “Time for a nap Laila.” Laila whined at her mother but went down for a nap anyways.

“I know, it’s very sad. But you have to let them grow more so that they can play.” Emil smiled at Berwald lightly, sitting down with Leon and his brothers.

Berwald brought over several cups of coffee and sat in a chair to relax and read the paper.

キャンプをする北諸組です。

スーさんです。

Alfred nodded and helped her build a large block castle.

She squealed and knocked it over for fun. “Fall down!”

Alfred smiled and nodded “yes! You made it fall down”

The baby giggled and toddled over to stack the blocks again.

Alfred dug into his pasta quickly, while matt was careful and clean.

“Make sure to eat carefully Alfred.” Berwald reminded his oldest child, as he fed the baby spoonfuls of green bean purée.

Alfred nodded. “of course mama” He slowed down ever so slightly. He was hungry from playing, after all.

“No!” Oskar said, not wanting the green bean purée. Berwald sighed and started scooping from a jar of mashed potato baby food instead.

Alfred ate contently, happy with the yummy food. Matt didn’t need to be reminded, as he was always on his best behavior

After dinner, while Timo washed dishes and Berwald cleaned the kids’ faces, Mathias went to his car and brought in the presents he was saving for after dinner.

Cont

@little-gay-iceland

“The beach sounds like a wonderful idea.” Berwald smiled. “We need to get the right outfits then. The kids would probably prefer to wear sandals rather than formal shoes.”

Emil giggled softly. “But I like the name Hai… it means ocean…”

Leon smiled. “Why not Haimei? It means ‘beautiful ocean.’ We can think of an English name too.” He gently laid a hand on the bulge of Emil’s stomach where his child was growing and developing.

Emil smiled and nodded a little. “I like that. What do you think Laila? Haimei is a pretty name, já?” He smiled a little more at the feeling of Leon’s hand on the small bump that was ever slowly growing as their baby did.

China had been told he was going to be a grandmother and he was very excited. He was sending a lot of gifts to the house of Chinese books and toys for the baby.

Emil giggled happily as he saw all the packages China had sent for the baby once they got up to look at the nursery. “Your mom’s already spoiling the baby.”

Leon grumbled but had a small blush on his face. He had always been a Mama’s Boy. It was only natural that China was excited for his first grandchild.

Emil covered his mouth to hide another giggle at his grumble and blush before wrapping his arms around his neck with a happy smile. He pressed a light kiss to his lips. “I’m happy he’s so excited though.”

Leon nodded. Laila blinked up at her uncle. “Can the baby hear us from your tummy?”

“Um… I don’t know. But I would think that they would be able to a little.”

Laila put her face close to his stomach. “Hi little cousin! I’m Laila! Come out soon so we can play okay?”

Emil giggled softly and covered his mouth, gently petting her hair. “Well, it’ll still be awhile before you can play with them…”

Laila pouted. “But I wanna play with the baby! Babies are cute.”

“Well, they won’t really be big enough to play with for awhile after they’re born.”

“Aww.” She frowned.

Berwald picked her up. “Time for a nap Laila.” Laila whined at her mother but went down for a nap anyways.

please dont ask anyone out as a joke or a dare on valentines day that isnt funny 

My head, or as I like to call it, my suffering dome,

shout out to ace and aro kids who are constantly bombarded with the opinion that sex and romantic love are directly connected to living a happy life.

Y’all are just reblogging this at the speed of sound tonight

Since it’s almost valentines day, and this message is about to get hammered in even more, reblogging this again.

SuFin for Surströmmiakki Fest  c: F/inland seems to be a little ooc OTL

Sweden’s just not very good at expressing his affection… (but he loves Finland dearly)

Just abuse things

- “IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY!!” - “you arent mad at me right? Oh my god you are! IM SORRY” - “is this my for me? Can I use this? Can I drink this? Can I-” - “pls help me make this decision for me” - “do what you please!!!” “What if that makes everyone mad at me” -studying people intensely because you are afraid you might do something that will make them mad - Saying something in a tone louder than usual and feeling like this is your last day alive - low self stem - feeling mentally and emotionally exhausted after expressing any sort of feeling and crying right after that - when someone talks or does something in an attitude thats not usual from them and Knowing That It’s Your Fault - “i dont deserve this why are you doing this for me” - not knowing the difference between a joke, sarcasm, and passive aggressive speech - unhealthily clinging to anyone who’s remotely nice to you - not knowing what to say NEVER - not knowing how to react to compliments, nice words, genuine care or anything like that and feeling incredibly sick at the thought of someone genuinely loving you - Crying. - having to explain every single movement and word you do and say to literally anyone - being really good at lying and pretending as a survival strategy - Not living, surviving. - calculating and overthinking everything you do and say, the time you say it, how you say it, the expression you have when you say it, your voice tone…everything - getting panic attacks over the tiniest things - unhealthily clinging to fictional characters and shows - lack of energy to do anything because you use a lot of effort in every single movement you do - “im useless” - when someone compliments you on something and you needing to be Perfect at it because then you dont have any reason to live - intrusive thoughts - Perfectionism - Over sensitiveness - “It’s my fault.” - not knowing how to react about criticism - Isolation - getting startled when someone touches you - being hyperaware of your surroundings and at the same time having no time and space perception - believing everything everyone says - Feeling like any day is your last day

Alfred nodded and helped her build a large block castle.

She squealed and knocked it over for fun. “Fall down!”

Alfred dug into his pasta quickly, while matt was careful and clean.

“Make sure to eat carefully Alfred.” Berwald reminded his oldest child, as he fed the baby spoonfuls of green bean purée.

Alfred nodded. “of course mama” He slowed down ever so slightly. He was hungry from playing, after all.

“No!” Oskar said, not wanting the green bean purée. Berwald sighed and started scooping from a jar of mashed potato baby food instead.