Born-Pretty

This is Kylie Jean ❤️
Kylie was born with a pretty common heart defect. We were assured that most children grow out of it by the time they are 2 and those ones that don’t, usually always grow out of it by the time they are 4.
Unfortunately, the valves pumping blood to Kylie’s heart have not grown in they ways we have hoped and now almost 5 and a half, we start our journey to find the best solution for Kylie and will see just what her diagnosis is for the future.

We are able to double insure Kylie due to the protections pre-existing conditions have under the ACA. Without insurance, a heart surgery will bankrupt not only my husband and I but her father and step-mother as well. There is no reason why 4 hard working people should be forced to loose their homes in order to save their child. We would gladly give our home to save her life, but it’s pretty awful when you have to choose to be homeless to save your child in this country.

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Harry, missus and thier newborn baby having a bath together...

I need to start writing more stuff about Harry and the missus and their very first newborn baby because I seem to write a lot when the kids are older or when they’re toddlers but not when they’re fresh from the womb and still so tiny and smelling so sweet.

It’s Persephone’s first proper bath at home. Not her very first bath since she’s been fresh from the womb - that happened a few hours after she was born and was ready to be dressed in an outfit picked out especially by her daddy a few weeks before her arrival - but a bath that’s taking place in a place she now calls her home. In the big tub of mummy and daddy’s bathroom, under the gentle lights of the atmosphere where candles are flickering away from their scattered positions around the room, baby lotions and bubble bath set on the counter as they waited to be used.

And it’s Harry who undresses her whilst the missus runs the bath and undresses herself, climbing under the water so there was someone to take the baby whilst Harry undressed himself. 

Gently soothing her cries and mewls as the comfort changed from warm and cosy under her baby-grow to cold and bitter with the cool air of the room around her. Her face puckering up as soon as her belly became exposed to the air, his hands moving her dainty and fragile arms and legs from the sleeves of the cotton, frowning when she began to fuss even louder. Frantically looking over his shoulder at the missus who was focused on making sure the water level wasn’t too high and that the water wasn’t too hot to scold their little bundle, gulping thickly as his his fingers came to tickle up her belly.

“Hey, now. Why are you crying, Poppet? We’re gon’a be nice and warm in a little bit, aren’t we? I’ll give yeh to mummy when I get yeh nappy off and then we can have a cuddle in the bath, I promise yeh,” he coos, leaning over and peppering kisses to her tiny cheeks and her wrinkles forehead, “don’t cry for daddy now, my sweet girl.”

“Do you wan’a give her a wipe down before you pass her here?” The missus wonders, watching as he lifts his little girl from the mat on the counter. Leaving behind a nappy that had now become dirty and a baby-grow that could be thrown in the wash. His hands putting her back down gently as he reaches for the packet of wipes set by the changing mat. “Make sure you get right between her legs. Where her skin folds and everything. And wipe her bum properly. We don’t need infections or anything.”

“I know what m’doin’, love,” he smiles over his shoulder, “she is m’daughter, too.”

“I know. I know,” she frowns, sliding further down into the bath as her cheeks flush pink. A gulp sounding from her throat as she watches him wipe at Persephone’s skin. Her cries beginning to subside and quieten down as she stares at her daddy with bright green eyes, “m’sorry. She’s so fresh and new and I don’t want her to have any rashes or infections or anything yet. I’m getting so overbearing.”

“You’re doing fine,” he hums, dropping the wipe into the nappy and wrapping it up tightly before wiping his hands on his pyjama trousers, “you want her now? I’m going to go pop into the bedroom and get some towels.”

“Of course. Give ‘er to me,” she mumbles with a grin, wiggling her fingers as Harry lowers the baby into her arms before bolting off into the bedroom to strip down from his clothes and to grab two fluffy towels from the cupboard. “Hi precious girl. Did daddy clean you nice and good, yeah? He’s a good one, isn’t he? Always handles when you leave us nice presents in your nappies,” she snickers, running her fingertips through Persephone’s soft hair as she bends her knees up and sets her feet on the bottom of the tub, “we love daddy, don’t we? He’s done lots for us this week. We’re lucky.”

When he comes back into the bathroom, fully in the nude and setting the towels down on the counter, he’s scooting into the tub, into the water, behind the missus. Legs out straight with his toes just showing from beneath the bubbles by the tap. Resting his chin on her shoulder as she set the baby against her thighs, legs still bent as her knees mound up from under the water, his hand cupping Persephone’s head for support as the missus cradles the baby’s lower half with her hands. His lips pressing against her ear as the baby coos and gurgles and kicks her feet around.

“I love you,” he whispers, deep and thick and ridden with sleep, “I really, really do love you. Everything you’ve done, you know, it’s been amazing. Dad was right.”

“About what?”

“He told me, over the phone when I told him you’d gone into labour, that you’ll never be more in love than when you’re seeing your wife give birth to your child. He fell more in love with mum when Gem was born, and, I’m pretty sure I’ve just fallen deeper for you,” he lets out a shaky laugh as he runs his thumb gently over Persephone’s hair, “I just, I love you. So, so much. There just aren’t enough words to use to tell you.” xx

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Champagne Roses - Matte Peachy-Beige Nails with White Stamping


I’ve obviously been on a DIY-nail kick these few weeks.

My latest set are these girly roses stamped over a Spring-appropriate peachy-beige polish, and then top-coated to a matte finish. I initially had it glossy, then didn’t quite like the look and decided to try them matte. 

So much more interesting.

The stamping plate in question is a cheap rose motif-ed one from Born Pretty Store, numbered BP-73. 

|| True Love ||

[prompt: soulmate au where you and your soulmate are connected by a visible red string where only a few people can see.]

ohhh boy, this is going to be told in a different way than most of my other peter parker imagines in that there is a third character involved (much like how ||a different story|| was) and how it is based on reader and peter’s relationship through THEIR eyes.

Once you read the story, you’ll know what I mean ;)

warnings: none

permanent tags: @psychicwitchphilosopher , @pharaohkiller , @moonlight53

peter parker only tags: @buckysendoftheline , @1022bridgetp , @potterjamesharry

**don’t plagiarize/repost this story. reblogs are fine**

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Flash never knew the reason why he was given this ‘gift’ of being able to see everyone’s red string of fate.

Now, being a sophomore in high school, Flash didn’t need to worry about seeing any of the red strings connected to anyone else since everyone was too young to have found their soulmate at such an early age. Sure, it was an annoyance to see the constant bits of red in his periphery, but in a way, the young man was used to it.

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Jughead x Reader:  Save Me From Myself  (Part 1)

Warnings: pregnancy, general sad feelings:(
Requested: yes, I combined 2 requests.
A/N: I originally got a request for a sad Jughead fic, but I can’t bring myself to write the topic the request asked for (sorry) and then I received another for an unwanted pregnancy, so I decided to mash them together. Also, this part involves a lot of Kevin.

Part 2

*your POV*

Life was going so well. I was 16, in all honours classes, had remarkable grades, a good relationship with my parents and a loving boyfriend, Jughead Jones. Jughead and I have been friends since the day he was born pretty much, and when we turned 14 he finally had the courage to ask me out. My heart did somersaults when he asked me. I had liked him more than a friend since we were in kindergarten and he had asked me to marry him behind the trees in my backyard. Of course our mothers snapped photos of the joyous occasion, which included Jughead and I walking around hand in hand proclaiming to the world that we were husband and wife.

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Cherliam Baby Thoughts of the Day

To try and hit all the questions I have about the Cherliam baby in my inbox in one fell swoop, I’m just going to say a few things:

I think Cheryl had planned to have a baby for awhile via IVF, and Liam was made aware of this fact when Cherliam began. 

No, I still don’t think that Liam and Cheryl were ever actually in a romantic relationship together. I didn’t think that for the last year, and I don’t think that now.  For me to do that, I would have to suspend all logic automatically forget that the following things happened:

- Cheryl and Loammy’s relationship is announced in February. They immediately get called out for it being fake.

-Roughly one month after being “Together”, in March, pregnancy seeding started, with bump watch photos being run beginning in May, followed by Dan Wootton’s “Exclusive reveal” that Cheryl and Liam were trying for a baby, which brings me to

-What celebrity couple, ½ of which is STILL LEGALLY MARRIED, the other half being 23 and about to embark on a solo career which will have him pretty much away for extended periods of time, decide after 3 months of dating that they want to have a baby together, and what’s more, decide they want to announce that to the general public via DAN WOOTTON?

- Cheryl was baiting the press before she was even pregnant by wearing sack dresses one day and a hand pressed to her belly, and the next wearing well tailored outfits. While all this was happening, she was also selling stories to the tabloids almost daily while simultaneously calling for her privacy. I very much cannot with that. 

- Loammy basically stays in LA for pretty much Cheryl’s entire pregnancy. To try and mitigate that, they seed reasons for Loammy’s absence during her pregnancy and for why Loammy won’t be present for raising that baby shortly after its born. 

And that’s pretty much my Melly thoughts on this matter. 

Time Travel for Dummies (Sam x Daughter!Reader)

Pairing: Sam x Daughter!Reader, Dean x Niece!Reader
Warnings: none
Word Count: 893
A/N: Thank you so much for requesting, I had a lot of fun writing this!

    “Dad, you okay in there?” You shouted. Okay, stupid question. While you weren’t having fun trying to pick the lock of the world’s stupidest freaking door ever, you doubted Sam was okay being locked in a room with a pissed off witch. You could barely make out Sam’s muffled reply through the door, and then heard a loud crash. “Uncle Dean!” You yelled down the hallway. “Over here!”

    You heard heavy footsteps behind you, and moved out of the way when Dean gently pushed you to the side. Bracing a hand against the door, he took a deep breath and rammed his shoulder into the old wood. It fell into the room, and the two of you rushed in, guns aimed at the witch attacking Sam.

    “Hey, lady!” But before you could pull the trigger, you got blasted by a spell that you should’ve seen coming.

    Stupid witch. 

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popular text posts starters

  • “i cant wait to be a piece of shit w/ a bachelors degree.”
  • “no need to thank me. your credit card will do”
  • “im in no position to have high standards but it doesn’t stop me.”
  • “dont u dare treat ur animals like shit in front of me i will end ur life son”
  • “do you ever sit down to think about your life and realize you’re an unreliable narrator”
  • “i was born annoyed”
  • “why do pretty faces happen to bad people”
  • “the only thing that i can turn on is my laptop”
  • “if we date im literally stealing all of your sweatshirts and hoodies”
  • “why do we need to watch the sky to enjoy the stars when the ultimate star is me”
  • “they say the best things in life are free but that’s only true if u steal them”
  • “mornings are gross and i want no part in them”
  • “i love it when people try to hurt my feelings bc i don’t have any”

You know how Tolkien says that Oropher and Thranduil pretty much adopted the Silvan Elf culture? Well since Legolas is pretty much born into it, just imagine the many culture differences Thranduil bumps into with his son (like Thranduil adopted and learned Silvan culture, Legolas is Silvan culture).

Like speaking. Legolas only speaks the Silvan dialect of Sindar, he doesn’t speak the original one. And on the subject of speaking, finding Legolas when Thranduil needs to speak to him is the hardest thing, because Legolas is almost always in the trees, as most silvan elves are.

In fact, Thranduil begins to believe that there is an entire kingdom up in the trees that he doesn’t know about, and that Legolas is the “Sindar” elf governing them.

Legolas also starts coming home with branches and sticks in his hair, and Thranduil has to hurriedly rush to fix them.

When Legolas’ hair turns brown (curtesy of his mother’s genes) for one summer, Thranduil starts to believe that his son really is a full Silvan elf. And when a little Legolas puts mud in Thranduil’s hair so he can feel “included’, Thranduil starts to think he’s a Silvan elf too.

There’s also the animal hoarding that becomes a problem. Thranduil never had a problem with the animals all around him—in the forest, but Legolas has a zoo in his own room, and when he starts to run out of room, Thranduil starts finding creatures in his own room (it’s how he gets his trusty elk).

He can’t complain about the animals in his room without offending anybody, so he keeps it all inside.

Legolas doesn’t mind going around and telling his Sindar relatives (Like Celeborn) that he is indeed Silvan, and that his hair color means nothing, and even tries to teach Elrond’s twins how to climb into the trees just as he does.  

And even when they say no, Legolas pulls them into the tree anyway, and Thranduil has to spend a good hour looking for them.

There’s also the problem of finding him when he needs him in front of guest, given the fact that like so many other Silvan elves, Legolas makes himself disappear when he goes into the forest.

He rejects Sindar history and proudly proclaims that it has no meaning to him, that since his mother was Silvan and his friends are all Silvan, than he is indeed Silvan. He actually goes into detail as to why he actually is more Silvan than he is Sindar, because he’s only Sindar by appearance, he didn’t make the half journey like they did. And Thranduil can’t really say much because Legolas is correct.

So eventually, he just becomes Prince Legolas, the Silvan elf, and no one can call him otherwise.

Blue Sharpie - (chapter 2)

In which Craig’s music is too loud and Tyler is a slut for fruity coolers.

It was two weeks before Craig saw Tyler again.

June had faded into July, bringing with it a sweltering summer heat wave. Customers had begun to frequent the Starbucks so much that Craig had been asked to pick up an extra few Saturday shifts for the month, dealing with new sweet summery drinks, hot late night coffees, and even hotter girls.

Craig had soon come to hate the summertime.

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Sakamaki Child Headcanons

(I think I said that right lol)

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Shuu: shuu has little ones. His are the youngest out of the diaboys children. He’s got two boys. The oldest being 6 and the youngest being 4. His oldest boy, (s/n) is already showing his bold side. He often does dangerous ‘daredevil’ stunts that scare the crap out of you and Shuu. The youngest, well, he’s just a quiet little booger. He helps his mommy and daddy out the best he can (although being 4 years old, you’re mostly helping him more than he helps you.) You and Shuu didn’t plan your oldest, but your second child was definitely planned. We’re not gonna mention that to (o/s/n) though…


Reiji: OKAY SO HE WAS THE FIRST TO HAVE KIDS BASICALLY PROUD AS FUCK THAT HE BEAT SHUU. Reiji has 1 child, a strong and well mannered girl. Or else, that’s what he WISHES she was… she, being 15, is trying every way she can to rebel against her father. He nearly had a heart attack when she came home with one of the Mukamis sons…. she dates Kou’s son, and plans to marry him as soon as she’s old enough. Poor reiji can’t handle all the disobedience, but she makes up for it in her incredible intelligence. When she was a little girl, she would be her daddy’s little helper in the lab and reiji would give anything to be able to do experiments with his little girl one more time.


Ayato: Condoms. This boy needs condoms. You guys have 6 children cause he HAD to have more children than his brothers. 2 girls and 4 boys. His oldest child is a 13 year old boy who sticks pretty close to Laitos 2nd born. He’s pretty chilled out for the most part, but his temper tantrums can destroy a small village. Stay away from this one. Your second child is a beautiful 10 year old girl who has a huge love for fashion and often tries to put crowns on Uncle Laito. She tries to have tea parties with Kanato, but you decide that it’s better if she spends as little time with kanato as possible. Your third child is another girl! She’s 9 years old and the complete opposite of her sister. She gets down and dirty with her brothers and has gained a love for basketball. She often tries to get ayato to play with her and usually kicks his ass. Your fourth, is a 7 year old boy. He’s so hyper active that he’s like a squirrel on a sugar high. He often gets in trouble with reiji for being so wild and often breaks things on accident. He will then come to you with tears in his eyes, “mommy I broke it!” You’d comfort him and send him on his way. Your fifth boy is only 5 and VERY sensitive. He’s got the heart of an angel and cares for all of his cousins and uncles. “I love uncle Subabu (he doesn’t know how to pronounce his name) he’s so nice!” Then, your sweet baby boy, whom is only a year old. He’s a bubbly and talkative baby. It’s funny to watch ayato try to depict his babbling. “Oi, what was that? You think Ore-Sama is perfect??? You’re my favorite!” Sure ayato, that’s what he said.

Kanato: he surprisingly has more than one child, 2 to be exact. Twin girls, both 12. The oldest twin (by 5 minutes) is very temperamental. She often gets in fights with her father, and it’s a little self centered. She won’t let her 'younger’ twin forget that she’s 5 minutes older than her. Your 'youngest’ girl is very sweet and knows how to get on her fathers good side. “Daddy, would you like to eat some of the sweets I made you?” She has a promising future as a baker and is often self conscious due to her twins selfish nature.

Laito: BOY LEMME TELL YOU this guy has 2 girls and one boy and he would DIE for them. He loves his children with all he has and is a bit of a control freak. His children are VERY sheltered and know nothing of his past. He wants his children to have the pure life he never had. His oldest is his little princess. She’s about 14 years of age and is very interested in drawing and reading. She often writes stories of her 'boyfriend’ which deeply upsets Laito because he doesn’t want her interested in boys till she’s 50. His second oldest is a boy, 13 years old. This boy is the spitting image of Laito. Very quiet, kind of a lone wolf. He has taken his fathers interest in music and has Laito teach him new songs every week. He hangs out with ayatos first born and the two often get into mischief much to your dismay. And finally Laitos baby girl, only 5 months old. She’s already a daddy’s girl, often crying just for Laito to swoop in and cuddle her. She just recently started getting her fangs which shows Laito that she’s growing up. “Bitch-chan~ lets have another.” Oh boy…

Subaru: Subaru only has two children. His oldest, a very shy 10 year old girl. She often finds herself being bullied at school which she never tells her father about. She is a daddy’s girl and doesn’t want him to see her at her weakest. She enjoys singing songs and often tries to get Subaru to join in. Subarus second child is another girl whom is about 6 years old. She’s very talented and often comes home with multiple trophies from whatever competition she was in that week. She’s got a bad temper like Subaru, and is very protective over her older sister.

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pairing - kang daniel x reader
words - 1, 348
further - you don’t know why daniel’s having such a fuss. requested by anonymous.

Originally posted by fydaniel

[I’m here]

Reading the text message, you quickly get your cardigan and run up to the mirror, checking yourself out once more. “Argh,” you grunt a little, seeing all of clothes filed onto each other at one spot. Quickly pushing them inside your drawer, you close it. Ding. Nice timing, you exclaim to yourself. “Coming~!” You shout out to the door, fidgeting to wear the cardigan.

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