And I hope that you’ll have all the patience you need to understand why people are like the way they are. I hope that instead of judging them based on their outside appearance, like thinking of the memories behind a photograph, you’ll choose to see what’s more than that meets the eyes.
Future Kids 3: 01

pairing: hoseokxreader
length: 993 words
genre: fluff
summary: a series of drabbles in which all the boys have kids. 
comments: it’s a day late, but happy birthday hoseok! 

Originally posted by jengkook

“Eomma, I want to sing happy birthday to appa when he calls.” Your daughter smiles brightly coming into the room. She pulls herself up onto the bed sitting next to her little brother, her 2-year-old brother who was soundly asleep next to you. Every now and then you would run your fingers through his soft hair just to make sure he was still there.

“But baby I don’t think appa will be calling until later. You’ll be tired and grumpy in the morning.” You really didn’t want your daughter to be staying up late, it was almost already 9 in the evening. All fan meetings and concerts were unpredictable about time, Hoseok could be calling you 5 minutes from now or 5 hours from now.

“Appa said I could before he left.” Your daughter pouted at you reminding you of Hoseok’s face that went into a shape of ‘ㅅ when he was angry. She was just like him, you couldn’t help but smile at her as she pulled that face to get her own way.

“Okay, you can sing happy birthday to him.”

Two hours had gone by and you were still waiting for Hoseok’s call, well you weren’t on the laptop just for that reason. You had also been doing work and looking through news articles anything to keep your mind busy. “Eomma… when is appa coming?” You looked down to your droopy eyed daughter, she was already rubbing her eyes. She was ready to sleep.

“I don’t know baby… eomma already told you this.” You whisper, you spoke to her in a gentle and soothing voice because there wasn’t any point in trying to tell her off. She just missed her father, it was understandable. Hoseok was here for everything he could possibly be involved in, she was just upset when he had to leave for long periods of time. “Go to sleep and I’ll wake you up when he calls.” Her small pink lips turned into a frown, but she didn’t disobey because she was already falling into dream land.

You were too falling asleep when it came to waiting up for Hoseok, but the loud noise of your laptop startled you. Accepting the call, you tapped your daughter. “I kept you up… I’m sorry. I should have called from the stadium so you didn’t have to stay up.” Hoseok sighs a little. If had called from the stadium though he wouldn’t of gotten to speak to you for long or alone. You smiled softly at him, “How are the kids?”

Your daughter opened her eyes then sitting up slowly, “They’re okay. D/N wanted to sing happy birthday to you, but she fell asleep. Well she’s awake now.” You look to her pulling her to the computer screen so she could see Hoseok. Her face lit up without a hesitation when she saw him.

“Appa!” Her sleepy self whispered.

“Have you been waiting long for me?” Hoseok asks, “I heard that you wanted to sing happy birthday to me, shall we sing it together.” Your daughter nodded her head rubbing her eyes, on the count of three all 3 of you started to sing happy birthday to Hoseok.

“Come back soon.” Your daughter whispers before she fell back to sleep on your arm, you smiled at her knowing that she was missing her father; you missed him as well. 

“Sleep well.” Hoseok mutters to you daughter, a smile falling onto his face hoping that he would be able to come home to celebrate his actual birthday. It just depended on flights now and whether he could get one, of course this would be a surprise to all of you. “You need to rest too.” Hoseok whispers.

“I know.” You smile back at him, his caring words always made you feel easy. “She’s right, come back soon. I love you.” You tell him, he knew very well that you loved him. He loved you too, he was glad he had asked you to marry him. If it wasn’t for Yoongi setting him up on a blind date with you, who knows where he would be right now.

“I love you too, sleep well.” Hoseok ended the video call on you dozing off on the webcam, he was happy that he was able to speak to you before he got onto the plane. It meant you wouldn’t be worrying about his whereabouts because he didn’t want to ruin the surprise.

As you woke up in the morning, you expected your son to be jumping on top of you. Telling you to wake up so he could watch tv before he had breakfast, but strangely he wasn’t. Turning over, what startled you was Hoseok right there, his arm resting on your waist. You weren’t dreaming right? He wasn’t supposed to be home until the weekend.

“You’re awake.” He whispers.

“You aren’t meant to be here until the weekend.” You reply but all the more glad he was here in front of you, he pulled you into his arms. Kissing you on the head before he told you the reason he had come home early.

“I’m a surprise, my birthday gift to you.” Hoseok smiles. The surprise was more than you expected, how could your news top his surprise.  

“This isn’t fair, my gift isn’t equally as good as yours.” You sat up in bed so you turn to face him pouting a little, Hoseok returns with a chuckle and sat up also.

“I’m sure it isn’t. What is it?”  

“We’re pregnant.” It was a surprise to you too, but it happened. You were going to become a family of five, Hoseok wrapped his arms around you. He was crying tears of happiness and he couldn’t be any more thankful because this was a birthday gift he had always wanted to receive and you had given it to him. But to him also, his family was the best birthday gift he could ever receive.

I really, truly hate when people conflate the terms GNC and ‘Nonbinary’ (or just don’t know what GNC means at all), so here you go:

GNC (Gender Non-Conforming): Not identifying with/actively practicing the societal gender roles assigned to your sex
Ex. Males who wear makeup and skirts (still men), females who don’t shave and cut their hair short (still women).

‘Nonbinary’: Identifying out of the “gender binary”
I.E. Trying to claim that they are neither men or women.

They. Do. Not. Mean. The. Same. Thing.


Today, in “People who would not be out of place on a Mid-Morning Matters phone-in”, we have Hugh from Littlehampton…

The Dawn Will Come (1/?)

Fandom: Sleeping Beauty / Dragon Age AU/Crossover thing!
Pairing: Eventual Maleficent/Aurora, currently hints at Solavellan and Cassandra/Lavellan
Rating: T; contains some graphic violence, and descriptions of child abuse/neglect pretty much right off the bat.
Summary: When Aurora’s family discovered that their only heir to the throne of Ferelden was a mage, they hid her away. But when the castle is torn asunder by a rift in the Veil, Aurora’s only chance at survival is to escape into the mysterious outside world. With mages and templars engaged in all-out war and an Inquisition force on the rise to investigate the magical rifts tearing apart the sky, Aurora’s struggle to learn about the magic that has shaped her existence leads her on a quest beyond her wildest imagination.
Note: I’m completely rewriting this because I decided I hated the tone it was taking.  So far I’m much happier with it!

“Ah, poor bird,
Why art thou
Lying in the shadows of
This dark hour?”

Sometimes Aurora imagined she could hear sound outside the walls of her room.  Commotion from the courtyard, clattering of dishes from the kitchen, footsteps in the hallway—this one was the worst, for she rushed to her door in the hopes that someone was coming to visit her, then rushed back to her bed to pretend that she hadn’t been waiting like a kicked pup, then gave in and rushed back to the door and pressed her ear against it, desperately, only to find after minutes or perhaps hours that no one was coming.

Her cage was a gilded one.  She had a large, sprawling bed upon which to languish, an elegant divan upon which to read the few books she was permitted, an intricate shrine to Andraste at which to kneel and pray that the Maker might come and take her horrible Curse away.

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skitty21  asked:

Bonnie Chica is mad at you! I'd suggest give up your nuttela!

Well I guess bonnie does hardly have anything but his bow tie and his guitar and that’s why he is that cheeky enough to steel people’s belongings xD

But anyways I hope you like the picture xD for @skitty21 (sorry if I got random)

Proper Etiquette (Part 3)

Originally posted by kaytiburt

Originally posted by yeezus-saint-laurent

Word Count: 1,204
Reader Gender: Female
Warnings: Mention of abuse, swearing, fluff toward the end
Love Interest: Black Widow
Note: This was requested by many people, so I hope you like it! Also, sorry if you didn’t want to be tagged, just let me know and I’ll remove you♥♥ I thought this is a nice way to bring a close to the Proper Etiquette, and I hope you do too.
Tags: @subjectx17 @iamvvanda @courtneychicken @eseqsays

|| Part 1 || Part 2 ||

****As I said in Part 1 & 2, in no way, shape, or form is any kind of abuse ever okay. This is written strictly as a coping mechanism, and is not in any way, shape, or form romanticizing abuse. Abuse is abuse regardless of sexual orientation, gender identity, or anything else. If you’re being abused, please contact the authorities or go to your local domestic violence shelter. I love you all and stay safe ♥♥♥♥♥****

It had been a few weeks since it all went down at that restaurant, and I was still looking over my shoulder. Nat told me I didn’t have to act so proper, but I was afraid to do anything else. After years of having it drilled into my head, it’s hard just to let it go. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely hated every moment I couldn’t just relax, but Nat keeps encouraging me. Nat and I have gotten closer in these past few weeks, and it feels nice to be able to trust someone. I know one day I’ll be able to wake up with a smile on my face.

Maybe that one day will be with Nat, God I’d adore that. I smile whenever she comes into the room, it’s hard not to. I haven’t told her for many reasons, but mainly for the fear of rejection. It’s just not something I’d be able to handle right now. For now, I just stick to reading books to help me escape my past. It feels weird to act so casual, I keep feeling like-no. I’m not going to say her name, she doesn’t even exist to me. If I start to think about it all, then all the progress I’ve made would’ve been shot.

“You’re doing it again.” Nat said, sitting on the couch next to me.

“Right,” I spoke quietly, letting my back relax, “Sorry.” I slouched back into the couch.

“You’ll be okay, don’t worry.” She said softly, a small smile on her face.

“I know, but I’ll have to take it one day at a time. I’m just so ready to completely forget her, and just move on.” I said with a sigh.

“Maybe I can help.” She offered, and I raised my brows.

“Hm?” I questioned.

“With you forgetting, we could go out and get some coffee or something, maybe go to the park.” She suggested, her voice sounding slightly nervous.

“I’d love that,” I smiled, “Let me go put the book back.”

“Nonsense, just set it on the table.” She said and I nodded.

“Right, sorry.” I said awkwardly, setting the book on the coffee table.

I went to go change my clothes, but Nat reminded me that I didn’t have to. I was so used to dressing so fancy for everything, I forget that I don’t actually have to. I reminded myself that jeans and a tank top was more than okay to go to a coffee shop in as I slipped on my shoes. I’ve also stopped wearing heels, and have been instructed to wear either boots or sneakers. Nat only lets me wear heels when it’s appropriate.

She was trying to get me out of my shell molded by that who-shall-not-be-named. I was thankful toward her for it, if not for her I’d probably still be with that son of a bitch. I have to admit, dressing so casually was beginning to feel very nice. It was comforting to not have to worry about every little detail of my appearance every single day. I held my coffee in my hands as we walked to the nearby park, something I have grown to love. It was so calming there, it made me forget everything that was done.

“What?” I asked, noticing that Nat was staring at me, “Is there something on my face?”

“Yeah, happiness, it’s nice to see the old you again.” She said seriously and I nodded.

“Yeah, old me feels weird, but it’s a good weird.” I confessed.

“Can I ask you something?” She questioned and I shrugged.

“Shoot.” I said, sipping the coffee.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” She questioned.

I stayed silent for a moment, trying to gather all of my thoughts. Why hadn’t I told her earlier? Maybe it was because I had removed myself so much from the team. Or maybe it was simply because I was too frightened to say anything to anybody. There were probably many reasons, but none that I could give to make up for anything. I took a deep breath before looking back at her, seeing the worry in her face.

I also had a feeling that Rav-you know who knew that I had eyes for Natasha, which is why she was jealous around Nat. Maybe she felt insecure compared to her, Hell, who wouldn’t? Natasha is this mega badass, with this amazingly intricate personality. Plus, she looks good in anything she wears. I’ve always loved how honest she is, and her capacity to care for who she trusts seems endless. She’s not afraid of anything, or anyone, and it’s something I’m drawn to.

“I don’t know, I guess I was just too scared. I had already become to removed, and I was worried she’d hurt you.” I confessed quietly.

“I could knock her out in my sleep.” Nat said, making me smile.

“Yeah, that’s one of the things I love about you. You’re so tough and strong, something I wish I was.” I confessed.

“Hey, you’re strong, probably stronger than I am.” Nat said and I raised a brow.

“Yeah, okay, I’ll take Blatant Lies for $500.” I said and she rolled her eyes.

“You came out of this horrible mess, and now look at you. You’ve bounced back, and you’re looking so much better. I couldn’t do that, I recover like you did.” She said and I smiled.

“Thanks.” I said, a surge of happiness shooting through me.

“I know how this is going to sound, and I understand if you’re not ready yet-” She began.

“I love you.” I blurted out and she raised her brows.

“What?” She asked.

“I said I love you, I have since before I even met what’s-her-face.” I said and she smiled.

“Really now?” She asked and I blushed.

“Well-yeah-I mean-I don’t know.” I began to ramble.

She shut me up with a kiss, and my arms went around her waist. It felt a little awkward due to the coffee in my hands, but I wasn’t about to start complaining. I closed my eyes as she deepened the kiss, and I felt everything fade away. There was a light in the darkness, and she was it. She pulled me closer to her, as if I’d fade away otherwise. Her hand moved from my waist to my cheek, and she caressed it softly. It was comforting, to say the very least. She moved her hand into my hair, and I smiled softly.

What that girl and I had was not a relationship, nor will it ever be a relationship. I’ve come to learn that it’s not okay to do those things to someone you love, and Natasha is proof of that. I know now that things will definitely be okay, especially now that I have Nat. I’ll never go back to what’s-her-name, even if my life depended on it. In fact, if I see her on the street, I’ll punch her myself. Nat pulled away, and I smiled as I opened my eyes. She gave me another quick peck on the lips before speaking.

“We’ll get through this, I love you and I’ll make sure you know it.” She said and I nodded.

“I already do.” I said.

I really hope people find my blog informative.  While I may not be within the political sphere because I’m not a lobyist, journalist, poly-sci major, etc, I have a passion for the way our government is run and how that impacts our way of life.  And I hope people like my blog, even though I’m basically the everyman.

I’m a librarian who works full time and my wife is a boat captain.  We have a bird, no kids, and still have to rent out the spare room to make ends meet even though I have a Masters degree and she has her Captain’s License.  We’re both writers on the side, we have two normal families (we’re both white btw) and still feel the impact of “the economy.” So I hope this blog gives people a voice and opinion, as well as something to relate to.  

how do you all like the little hover bunny link on my theme?  there are a bunch of links on there that people can check out now so I hope you guys like it!  Just because I’m curious, would anyone be interested in a tutorial on getting the hover link for their theme/how to apply it to their code?

liking gay things is fun and all like yes i love representation but it’s such a pain to get involved in the fandom bc you always have a ton of straights obsessed with anything gay and its sooooo uncomfortable trying to figure out who is lgbt and who just enjoys the show and who treats us grossly and should be avoided at all costs

anonymous asked:

I just want you to know that your voltron shitposts are a gift to our species

honestly?? where’s my nobel prize

  • shiro: “I need an adult” pidge: “…you… are an adult?” shiro: “yes but I need a better one”
  • hunk’s hairstyle is definitely inspired by young han solo
  • *paladin sneezes* allura and coran, horrified: “what the fuck was that”
  • pidge is too short for her head to be a good armrest for anyone, but does that stop lance from trying?? no
  • allura is the living embodiment of bringing a gun to a knife fight
  • sometimes lance will go to the training deck while keith is training for the express purpose of making lightsaber noises whenever keith swings his sword to piss him off
  • coran is scandalized by hunk and pidge’s lab etiquette
    • pidge’s approach to science is “safety goggles are for squares” and hunk’s is “eyeballing it is a valid method of measurement right”
    • i mean pidge is 14 and hunk is an engineering student what was he expecting
    • he gets hunk a god damn ruler for his birthday
  • lance: “- so the most important thing is that we get in and out without being seen at all. any ideas?” keith: “okay, so what I’m thinking is that i’ll bust into the main chamber and go for zarkon-” lance: “alright, I’m gonna explain again, and you’re gonna tell me where I lost you”
Major Arcana Inspired Character Asks

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The Fool: When has your character been excited to start a new journey?
The Magician: How does your character unleash their creativity or resourcefulness?
The High Priestess: When has trusting their instincts paid off for your character?
The Empress: Who has been a positive female figure in your character’s life?
The Emperor: Who has been a positive male figure in your character’s life?
The Hierophant: Who has served as a mentor to your character?
The Lovers: Which of your character’s relationships has been the most positive? (Romantic or otherwise)
The Chariot: What goal is your character determined to reach?
Strength: On what issue is your character persistent?
The Hermit: Write about a time your character did some soul searching. What did they find?
The Wheel of Fortune: What are your character’s proudest successes?
Justice: When has your character felt satisfied with the conclusion to a major dispute or concern?
The Hanged Man: When has your character needed to step back and look at things from a different perspective?
Death: When has your character had to let go of something in their life?
Temperance: How does your character balance their life?
The Devil: Does your character ever neglect their wild side?
The Tower: When has your character lost an ideal or relationship?
The Star: When has your character been most hopeful?
The Moon: When has your character’s path been unclear?
The Sun: When does your character sit back and enjoy themselves?
Judgment: Has your character ever been given a second chance?
The World: When has one of your character’s dreams come true?

Bonus: Major Arcana in Reverse!

The Fool in Reverse: When has your character acted recklessly?
The Magician in Reverse: When was your character manipulated?
The High Priestess in Reverse: When has your character felt betrayed emotionally?
The Empress in Reverse: When has your character felt dependent on another?
The Emperor in Reverse: When is your character inflexible or stubborn?
The Hierophant in Reverse: When has your character’s personal beliefs been challenged?
The Lovers in Reverse:  When has your character experienced heartbreak?
The Chariot in Reverse: When has your character’s pride or arrogance been their downfall?
Strength in Reverse: What are your character’s doubts or insecurities?
The Hermit in Reverse: When has your character felt the most alone?
The Wheel of Fortune in Reverse: When has your character felt their life was no longer under their control?
Justice in Reverse: When has your character been treated unfairly or cruelly?
The Hanged Man in Reverse: When has your character tried to avoid making a major decision?
Death in Reverse: When has your character tried to fight change?
Temperance in Reverse: When has your character felt overwhelmed?
The Devil in Reverse: When has your character suffered from refusing to break off an unhealthy relationship?
The Tower in Reverse: When has your character’s actions led to disaster?
The Star in Reverse: When has your character lost faith?
The Moon in Reverse: When does your character mistrust their feelings or intuition?
The Sun in Reverse: When does your character’s goal seem just out of reach?
Judgment in Reverse: When has your character found it difficult to forgive themselves?
The World in Reverse: What is your character holding back? 

daemoninwhiteround2  asked:

your Voltron headcanons are amazing and hilarious and a gift to this world

once again i’m in awe that my gift to humanity is shitposts

  • “where’s pidge” “i don’t know probably planking on a robot or something”
  • lance is a treasure trove of very specific and random skill sets that come in handy at very specific and random moments
    • one time he goes undercover as a circus performer and manages to distract the bad guys long enough for the team to stage a whole prison break by juggling for half an hour straight
    • can totally pick locks with bobby pins
    • king of limbo, once avoided death by lasers by shimmying under them
  • “oh my god guys guys if keith were a superhero he’d be the sandman. get it. get it because he lived in the deser-”
  • keith and lance use the buddy system whenever they have to walk through the castle because they still don’t trust it not to kill them and there’s strength in numbers shut up pidge
  • not that either party knows this but hunk can deadlift more than zarkon
  • allura’s vibe is “don’t fuck with me” while shiro’s is “you could pour soup in my lap and i’d probably apologize to you”
  • *in the middle of a fight* pidge: “tag yourself i’m that galra guy who just straight up ran away when he saw us“
    • lance: “i’m the ship that just blew up”
    • hunk: “i’m the cold, crushing void of space”
    • coran: “can you kids lighten up a little???”

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