After a couple days off to pick at a side experiment, here’s how the Elflands are looking so far.

Still plenty to do, but I’m working up to the bigger events now.

The last of the tier 1 elven units are now in with the introduction of Magi (specialist Whisperers), Druids (Livestock Maintenance), and Rangers (Military).

It looks like the Leupai have started helping out around the village, too…


Hoe Tips: Looking Your Best When You Have Zero Time

Alright y'all, I know you guys have started school and you probably have zero free time to really beat your face or look groomed without sacrificing sleep or classtime, so I’m droppin some quick tips.

1. Sleep>everything. Do not get less than 6 hours of sleep each night (really, no less than 8, but as a fulltime college student in a healthcare major I know thats not always realistic). Your physical health is more important than your grades, more important than doing your makeup in the morning, etc. Span out your studying gradually throughout the week so you aren’t cramming, and if you didn’t get enough sleep, just don’t do your makeup the next morning. I promise you, no one will really care whether or not you’re wearing makeup.

2. Have a 5 minute routine down pat if you still wanna beat your face. Mine is as follows: moisturizer/primer, tinted brow mascara/brow pencil, tinted BB cream, powder, blush and highlight, mascara, sheer lip gloss, setting spray. Easy peasy.

3. Lay out your outfits on your bed/dresser the night before. Having an ensemble already available to you saves a shit ton of time in the morning.

4. Have your lunch packed and your bag ready the night before.

5. Do some of your skincare routine in the shower. Wash and exfoliate while waiting for your shampoo to settle into your hair, leave on a face mask while shaving your legs, etc.

6. Apply coconut oil/castor oil to your lashes and brows before you go to bed every night for long, voluminous lashes and bold, groomed brows.

7. Keep a chapstick/lip balm on you at all times to ensure those babies are soft 24/7.

8. Never skip moisturizer. I like to use a Clean and Clear moisturizer with salicylic acid in it; it hydrates my skin and helps fight acne all in one.

9. Always have a hair tie on you in case of a bad hair day.

10. The less you wear makeup, the better your face starts to look without it. I used to wear makeup religiously (and I still love wearing it), but I found that sleep and making it to class/work on time every day is way more important than a beat face. Plus my skin benefits from having time to breathe. I promise y'all are gorgeous with AND without makeup, and your skin will thank you for having a day off.

11. Keep a small spray bottle of perfume in your car/bag.

12. Paint your nails/toes while studying. Reading over your notes while waiting for your nails to dry can make good use of some time.

13. Leave one day a week where you don’t do any school work, for beauty and personal care. Everyone needs a break, and that can be your self care day.

💖Thats all for now, good luck this semester hoes, stay beautiful💖


So I’m off for the next few days, I’m not doing anything, and could use some extra cash, so I thought I’d actively broadcast I’m open for commissions for the next week or so. 

I’ll only be doing rough lines and simple colouring, such as with the image below, and it’ll go 25usd for fullbody, 15usd for waist up, 10usd for bust. +10 an additional character. 

If you’re interested, hit me up here or at Thanks guys!


Fandom: The Vampire Diaries

Pairing: Damon Salvatore x reader (platonic)

Summary/Request:  Can you do a Damon Salvatore one where he’s trying to kill you and says that he could kill you and you’re like yeah but so can another human or a dog like you’re not special.. she can be really unbothered and sarcastic and then he lets her live because she’s really awkward and funny and so he keeps coming next to her every once in awhile for advice and stuff and they become friends xxx - Anonymous

Word Count: 3570

A kind of part two to this: x

Are you sure you can’t come to this last bar, Y/N?” One of your friends slurred out.

You and your friends had been bar hopping and so far you were mildly drunk. You handled your alcohol well, unlike your friends and only agreed to join them to see your friends get ugly drunk,  instead, they flirted with anything that had a dick and legs. Your standards meant that none of the guys offered you drinks so you were tipsy at best.

“I’m going to head home. I don’t like the bar that you’re headed to anyway”  You replied, disentangling yourself from another drunk off her face friend.

“Okay. We’ll miss you”  They all shouted dissolving into a fit of giggles before stumbling down the street.

You rolled your eyes and began your walk home. It was only 1 am but it was that odd time of night where everyone was out but everyone was in. The roads were empty due to most of the people being in clubs or in their homes. It was quite peaceful for you. The smell of rain lingered in the air and the cool breeze did everything to relieve you from the stuffy air in the club. 

You cut through the usual alleyway. It wasn’t like most cliche shortcuts, it was between two houses and continued like that for a few streets. The neighbourhood was a good one, mostly rich white families so you knew you were okay. You were back on the main road, right in the middle of mystic falls which was pretty much deserted. From your peripheral vision, you could see shadows moving but you knew that there wasn’t anything behind you. 

You looked down at your phone to reply to a text when you saw a man in front of you. You quickly stopped to avoid crashing into him.

“Well lookie here” The guy sung.

“Excuse me?” You replied, pissed and confused at the attractive stranger.

“I’m going to kill you, sweetheart”

You burst out laughing.

“I think someone spiked your drink, dude.”

“You should be cowering in fear. Why are you not cowering in fear?” He asked, his evil demeanour changing.

“Because when a random guy comes up and says ‘i’m going to kill you’ at 1 am on a Saturday night he’s drunk. So if you don’t mind, sir. I’ll be on my way”

“But I am going to kill you”

“Yeah of course you are. Now move please”

All of a sudden a metal railing appeared in the stranger’s hands. He bent it easily even managing to knot it in the middle.

“I could really kill you if I wanted to.”

“Yes, but so could another random stranger or even a dog. You’re probably jacked up on some ‘roids so please let me pass”

“I’ll let you live, you’re funny”

You narrowed your eyes and continued walking. 

“I’ll see ya around” The stranger called out.

You thought that would have been the last you saw of the stranger, only you were clearly mistaken. 

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ouija | kim junmyeon

pairing: junmyeon x fem reader

word count: 1,772

genre: smut

summary: a night in with junmyeon leads to something else… ft spirits!

“No, I refuse. I don’t like paranormal things.” I shook my head at my best friend. Junmyeon had been trying to get me to play on his Ouija board for the past hour. “Y/N, you’re such a pussy. Don’t be like this.”

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frozen-like-ice  asked:

Hi! Just wanted to ask your thoughts on L and his behavior towards money. I kinda think that he only spends when necessary specially if it is connected with cases but your post on L's pen made me think otherwise (I mean he could have used an erasable pen and save the furniture). Thanks! Have a great day!

Oh, first off I need to correct something about the table: you can apparently clean permanent marker off with alcohol, so Watari could feasibly have cleaned the table later instead of it being destroyed or something. 
This is still completely useless antics that could be solved with using pieces of paper like a normal person, but hey? Maybe he only paid unnecessary cleaning.

But yeah, I don’t think L is a money-saving kind of person. Like, at all.

The reason I believe this is the headquarters he built which are, by all accounts, a completely unreasonable expense.

L buys property in the middle of the metropolis Tokyo (SUPER expensive area), then has construction workers pull up a 23-floor building. In the building there are 60 apartments. If we’re generous and assume that all the people who ever were at the HQ used one at a point (plus Misa who canonically has 4), then that’s… only ca. 12 out of 60 apartments ever being used. Some, just briefly.
So out of the 15 living room floors,  that still leaves 12 floors totally unused.
All of these are huge luxurious apartment floors. Not cheap at all.

And then for the 8 floors that aren’t apartments… we only see a single one of those being used in canon, though Watari may have used a second- that’s unspecified. Leaving 6 further floors with dubious use here.

L built a 23 story building, only to use merely 5 stories of it.

He built this 23 story building by buying space in central Tokyo, probably one of the most expensive places to buy premises in all Japan.

And keep in mind, L commissioned this building after he met the task force for the first time. He knew they were only 5 people then. He knew.

There’s being prepared for the unforeseen and there’s being too rich to give a fuck. This seems a pretty evident case of the latter.

Judging by how he lets himself be picked up from campus, he really does not mind flaunting his riches either. L doesn’t have to worry about money for a single moment and that’s how he acts - when he spends, he spends excessively.

What A Feeling #9 - I Miss You

Originally posted by dunkirks


*October 2017

It had been a few weeks since you and Harry had seen one another in person. This time around had been the longest you two had gone without seeing each other. Sure you were texting constantly and facetiming whenever you could, but it was still taking its toll on both of you. Harry had been asking you practically every day when you’d be able to fly out and join him on his tour for a few days, but you never had an answer.

You were still finishing up some appearances for your album and newest single release. You also had been spending the few days filming the music video. There were also countless photo shoots and interviews with magazines, so it wasn’t like you could just ditch them to see Harry. And he understood that but it didn’t mean it didn’t annoy him either.

One day you were out shopping with Eve and Ema, trying to get your mind off everything when she noticed something was up with you.

“Okay, spit it out,” Eve said. “What’s up with you?”

“There’s nothing up with me,” you said.

“You’ve been staring at that shirt for five minutes and it’s god awful,” she said taking out it out of your hands. “Now, tell us what’s wrong?”

You sighed. “I pretty sure the distance is getting to me and Harry. This is the longest we’ve been apart and it’s really hard. I mean the other times we were apart, we always knew a specific date on when we’d see each other again, but now with my schedule us seeing each other again is so up in the air.”

“Ah, Now, you’re in the position that we’ve been in for years,” Eve nodded. “And yeah, it’s fucking hard, but your relationship is still new, so it’s going to be even harder at first. It doesn’t exactly get easier but doesn’t feel so intense after awhile.”

“Yeah, and while it’s tough now, just think of what’s it’s going to be like when you finally see each other again,” Emma smiled. “It’ll be like Christmas morning, your birthday, and Valentine’s Day all rolled up in one.”

“And just like Christmas, it feels like it’s never going to come,” you sighed.


“For fuck’s sake,” Harry snapped. He sighed running his hand through his hair. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

Harry was at soundcheck for his show that night and he was distracted. He kept coming in at the wrong time and missing the wrong chords on the guitar.

“Look, maybe we should just call it day,” someone said.

Harry didn’t respond instead he just shoved his guitar off and walked away. He went back into the dressing room of the venue and sighed. He was beyond frustrated at the moment. He grabbed his phone from his back pocket and sat down on the couch in the room.

“Hey love, can you facetime?” He quickly typed to you.

“Sorry, can’t. We’re about to start shooting,” you sent back five minutes later.

“Damnit!” He shouted throwing his phone across the room.

He regretted it as soon as he had done it and knew that he needed to calm down. But it was hard. He missed you. He missed you like crazy it was starting to affect him.

What he didn’t get was that he was used to missing people, his mother, his sister, his father, other friends and family, but missing you was something totally different. It genuinely felt as if part of him was missing when you were away. If he hadn’t already figured it out, he definitely knew it now.

He was in love with you.


“Oh, come on! It’ll be a great surprise!” Emma said. “If you fly out now, you’ll be there right after the show.”

“I don’t know,” you sighed. “We’re supposed to go that event tonight as a band.”

“And? It’s not like its a charity thing or a something for you guys. It’s a birthday party…” she said. “Besides after tonight, isn’t Harry flying back to the UK for the next leg of the tour?”

“Tomorrow morning, I think,” you nodded.

“So, now is your chance to see him,” she said. “And for at least a good week or so, your schedule is clear.”

“No, it’s not,” you said. “We’re supposed to be performing at-”

“Actually,” Emma said. “That got rescheduled.”

“Wait? What?” You asked. “By who?”

“Apparently, there was an issue with the venue or something,” she said. “Mitch got the call this afternoon and that’s why I came straight over here.”

“Wait? Why didn’t I get this call?” You said looking through your phone. “Oh…I did.”

“See, now I already booked the plane ticket, so you’re going,” she said. “Besides you need to get away. You’ve been working for the last couple of months.”


The show went okay. Harry definitely could have done better, but also could have done a lot worse. He was thankful for the upcoming off days before his next show. He needed to rest his voice and his body from all the traveling. He really wanted to fly to LA and spend them with you, but you’d be busy, so what was the point.

He got back to the hotel, shortly after the show, and went up to his room. He was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to go to bed before his early flight in the morning. When he opened the door, he turned on the light and was slightly confused.

There were rose petals on the floor, along with shoes and other items of clothing that didn’t belong to him. Candles were also lit and he could hear music playing in the bathroom. He was a little worried and thought about calling hotel security, but he was also intrigued to figure out what the hell was going on.

He took off his boots and put his keys on the table. He kept his phone with him just incase he needed to call for back up. He slowly made his way towards the bathroom, when he heard the sound of water. Apparently, whoever was in his bathroom was taking a bath.

He opened the bathroom door to you laying in the bathroom, covered in bubbles.

“Why hello there, handsome,” you smirked.

Harry looked at you in complete shock. He brought his hands over his face and laughed. “W-What are you doing here?”

“Well, I decided to take a nice bubble bath tonight, but I didn’t want to take one alone, so here I am,” you smirked.

Harry laughed and walked over to you. He quickly pressed his lips to yours before jumping into the tub with you, fully clothed.

“Really?” You laughed.

“Yep, now come here,” he smirked pulling towards him.

You giggled climbing onto his lap wrapping your arms around his neck.

“God, I’ve missed you,” he said.

“I know because I’ve missed you like crazy,” you whispered.

“How long are you here for?” He asked.

“Well, it depends, do you want me to tag along with you to the UK for a few days or…?” You smirked.

“Wait? You can come with me? But I thought-” he said.

“One of our performances got reschedule, so that means no rehearsals this week, which means I’m free to do what I want with my time off,” you smiled.

“I’m really happy you decided to spend that time with me,” he smiled.

“Who else would I get to join me for a bubble bath?” You laughed.

“I’m sure there are plenty who would jump up at the chance,” he said.

“There’s only one person I want,” you whispered.

Harry pressed his lips against yours and quickly deepened the kiss. His hands were at your sides and your hands were in his hair. You two were so engrossed with one another, you didn’t hear the door open and someone walk inside.

“Hey, Harry you in here-” Jeff said walking into the bathroom.

You screamed a bit as Harry held you close to him to keep everything hidden as possible.

“Jesus, Jef, what the fuck are doing here?” Harry groaned.

“I uh- Wow. I’m so sorry. I’ll just come back,” he said before quickly walking out the door.

“Oh my god, that did not just happen,” you laughed. “Did you not lock your door?”

“Guess not,” he laughed. “Oops.”

“That’s so embarrassing,” you groaned. “I look like I’m trying to seduce you.”

“Aren’t you though?” He smirked.

“Shut up,” you laughed hitting his shoulder.

“Now, as much as I love this, the water is getting cold,” he said.

You nodded and you both got out. You laughed at Harry trying to take off his soaking wet clothes.

“I can’t believe you got in fully clothed,” you laughed wrapping a towel around you.

“There wasn’t enough time to take everything off beforehand. I just wanted to enjoy a nice bath with my naked girlfriend, who I haven’t seen in ages,” he smirked.

“Maybe I wanted to enjoy a nice bath with my naked boyfriend, who I haven’t seen in ages, but you ruined that,” you smirked.

“I’m naked now,” he smirked wrapping his arms around you and picking you. “Enjoy me all you want.”

“Ahh,” you laughed holding on to him as he carried you over to the bed.

“You’re getting the bed all wet,” you laughed. “You could have at least dried off first.”

“Why? You get the bed wet all the time,” he smirked.

“Shut up,” you blushed.

He laughed pulling you closer to him. He wrapped his arms around you and kissed your head.

“I’m really glad you came here today,” he whispered. “I was having a hard day all day and the show could have been better.”

“Do you want to talk about it?” you asked.

“No, I was just getting in my head,” he said. “And I might have started missing you a little too much.”

“I’m here,” you smiled.

“Yeah, you are,” he smiled. “And I couldn’t be happier.”


The next morning you woke up with your arms wrapped around Harry and the sound of the alarm on his phone going off. You groaned and kissed his back before reaching over to turn it off.

“I love waking up to a view like this,” he smirked pressing a kiss against your naked chest right in front of his face.

You rolled your eyes. “I’ll send you a picture.”

“But the real thing is such more better,” he smirked reaching up to touch you.

“Hey!” You laughed slapping his hand away. “We have a flight to catch.”

“Exactly, which means we have hours before we can properly have sex,” he said. “We just cuddled last night, which is totally fine with me, but it caused a little bit of a problem.”

“It’s not exactly a little problem,” you mumbled.

He smirked. “Please, I set the alarm, so we’d have plenty of time to fool around.”

“Wait, so I could have slept for another hour?” You gasped.

“Yep,” he said. “You can sleep on the plane!”

You groaned dramatically and looked down at him. “You’re lucky I love you,” you laughed against his lips.

As soon as the words left your lips, Harry’s body stiffened. Your eyes widen once you realized what you said and you quickly sat up embarrassed. Harry sat up and looked over at you.

“What did you say?” He asked.

“It’s nothing, I- it just slipped,” you said quickly.

“Did you mean it?” He asked again reaching for you hand. “Do you mean it?”

You sighed looking down. This was so embarrassing. You were afraid this was going to happen and why you didn’t want to be the first one to express your feelings. This was too soon, you two had only officially been together for like three months.

“Truthfully, yeah, I do,” you said. “But I know what you’re thinking. We’ve only been together a few months and it’s entirely too soon to be in love. And that you care about me, but you don’t love me, not yet at least. And I completely understand that.”

Harry laughed. “Are you finished?”

“I uh.. yeah,” you nodded.

“Truthfully, yeah, I am thinking that, at least part of that,” he said. “But I’m also thinking about how much I love you too.”

Your head shot up and looked into his eyes. “Y-You love me?”

“Yeah, I do you dork,” he laughed. “And now that I’ve finally said it out loud, I feel like this huge weight has been lifted off of me.”

“Wow,” you whispered. “Huh, I was expecting this happened,” you laughed.

“Me either,” he smiled. “But I’m glad it did because now I don’t feel like I have to hold my tongue when I’ve waited to say it to you so many times before.”

“I know what you mean,” you smiled. “Can you say it again?”

“Only if you say it again,” he smirked.

“I can do that,” you smiled.

“Well then, Y/N, I love you,” he whispered.

“Harry, I love you,” you whispered.

He smiled pressing his lips to yours and pull you tightly against him.

“Good thing you set that alarm,” you mumbled. “Because I need you so fucking much right now.”

He smirked. “And I’m all about giving my love anything she wants,” he whispered against your lips before flipping you over onto your back and giving you exactly what you want and more.

[reply to this - Lazy Morning]

Anakin: [text] morning 😘
Obi-Wan: Good morning, Anakin. Any particular reason you felt the need to text me?
Anakin: welllllll i heard some news u might be interested in 
Obi-Wan: Is that so?
Anakin: yep 
Obi-Wan: Let me guess: all my meetings cancelled for today, because of an unexpected issue with appointment calendars for members of the Jedi Council.
Anakin: YES how did u know??? i heard windu got sent off to tatooine by accident this morning thats too bad
Anakin: the sand is really annoying this time of year too
Obi-Wan: Right. And obviously you would know nothing about who hacked their calendars. Or why mine just has hearts as my “appointment” for the next four hours.
Anakin: nope
Obi-Wan: And you figure that, since I’m sitting in the kitchen right now, I could also be making pancakes while I’m over here. Now that I have nothing to do today.
Anakin: omg that is so sweet of u to offer 💛 💚 💙 💜 thank u 
Obi-Wan: And you couldn’t possibly have walked all the way from the bedroom to the kitchen to talk to me right now.
Obi-Wan: Anakin, I can SEE you peering through the doorway into the hall.
Anakin: im pretty sure im coming down with something [Anakin coughs dramatically and very loudly from the other room] 
Anakin: can u hear that its so bad  
Anakin: i should probably just stay here for my own safety
Obi-Wan: Right. 
Anakin: also can u bring me an extra blanket i wanna build a sweet blanket fort
Anakin: thank goodness u have the day off now because i am going to need a lot of things
Obi-Wan: 🙄 Can I go make the pancakes now?

anonymous asked:

Yo, what if you made a crossover of Higher and Caffeine. I would read the fuck outta that.

Ask and ye shall receive

Originally posted by porkdo-bi

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You felt his arms wrap around your waist from behind, pulling you into his chest as his face buried into the crook of your neck. You giggled, feeling his dry lips press against your skin, his tongue peeking out slightly to lick you there playfully. 

You wriggled in his arms, turning to face him. He moved to press his face into your chest, sighing peacefully as he hugged you closer. 

“Jongdae, you have a pillow for a reason,” you croaked, your voice still affected with sleep.

He hummed, “This is my pillow.” 

You scoffed, your fingers moving to run your fingers through his hair, trying to fix the parts that were sticking out. He hummed again, one of his legs moving over yours, trapping your legs between his.

“Keep doing that,” he murmured, nuzzling into your chest as you moved your other hand to his hair as well, combing through the strands lightly with your fingers. He moaned softly and you giggled, leaning down to press a kiss on top of his head. 

You continued playing with his hair, feeling yourself being lulled back to sleep. Jongdae’s breathing was becoming more shallow again, and you knew he was falling asleep again too. Thank god you had the day off, because the last thing you wanted to do was get u-

Your head snapped up and you grabbed your phone off the bedside table, making Jongdae groan in protest at your sudden movement. You gasped, looking at the time. 

“You don’t have the day off!” you cried, remembering how your boyfriend was complaining the night before about having to go to work the next day while you got to stay home and relax. You pushed him off of you, watching a pout form on his lips as you showed him the time. “It’s almost eleven, you’re so late, oh my god, how are you this late-” 

He reached out to pull you down on him of him, the corners of his mouth twisting up as he smiled, “I guess I’m staying home today then. I mean, if I’m already this late, then why bother getting up?” 

Your eyes widened at how relaxed he was being. Yeah, there was the occasional morning where you two stayed in bed, calling in that you were going to be late, but it was never this late. 

“Jongdae, you can’t be serious,” you replied, glaring at him. He frowned slightly, releasing you as you pulled away from him, continuing, “I’ll go make you coffee, you should go get ready, like now.” 

He sighed, sitting up and stretching upward, taking his sweet time to get out of bed while you were already heading towards the kitchen. Before you could leave, however, he caught your arm, pulling you back into his chest once more. 

“Why do you have to be so good?” he whined, his hands sliding up your sleep shirt to draw patterns on your skin with his fingers. You wanted to protest immediately, but his lips were suddenly on your neck before you could say a word, planting slow, wet kisses on your skin. “Just…for a bit…why not…join me…in the shower?” he breathed, stopping at a spot on your neck to suck at the skin there, making you whimper. 

No. You weren’t going to fall for this. 

You pulled out of his grasp again, and he groaned, sitting back onto the bed, upset by his failure to sway you. 

You crossed your arms, your eyes wide as you urged, “Jongdae, seriously, you’re risking your job!” 

He smirked, falling onto his back and putting his hands behind his back, humming, “Don’t worry, I can assure you my position is secure. Now do you wanna spend the day with me? There’s this restaurant I’ve been wanting to go to-” 

You groaned, turning around and stomping into the kitchen. He was being an idiot, why wouldn’t he just go to work? Why wasn’t he taking this seriously? You could already hear him whining about having to get up as he followed you, shuffling into the kitchen as you started to make coffee for yourself. 

“Wait, you’re not making any for me?” he asked cutely, tilting his head to the side. “Why are you mad at me? I just wanna spend time with you.” He shuffled up to you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and you sighed, wriggling away from his grasp. 

“Jongdae,” you began, turning to face him as you leaned on the counter. “Your job is important, how can you act this carefree about it? Have you even called in yet?” You voice had at tinge of annoyance now, and he sighed, biting down on his lower lip as he stared at you.

His voice was much quieter when he replied seriously, “I told you, my job is secure. You don’t have to worry about it. Trust me, okay?” 

You shook your head, scoffing lightly, “What do you mean secure? You can’t just skip work and expect to keep your position, okay? What are you, twelve?” You paused, calming yourself before your insults became too harsh. You swallowed, continuing, “I’m just worried, okay?” 

“You have no reason to be, okay? I know what I’m talking about.” 

You groaned, burying your face in your hands as you turned back around, sighing, “Of course you do, you know everything. I’m just an idiot telling you to go to work, it’s not like you need to do that or anything-” 

“Please,” he interrupted, his hands reaching to turn your around again. “Please stop. I just…I’m not lying, okay? My job is safe, everything is fine. I promise.” 

“How can you be so sure?” you asked, tilting your head to the side. Now that you thought about it, Jongdae was actually late to work pretty often. Many times he chose to spend mornings with you, calling in before going in late. 

But you would’ve noticed if something had changed, if he had gotten fired or something…so how could he be so calm about it all? 

You watched his throat move as he swallowed, and the look in his eyes told you there was something he was hiding from you. You heart dropped and you wondered, what was so bad about his job that he was hiding something about it from you? You knew where he worked; it was a pretty famous company, and you’d been to his office before. 

How could there be anything more? 

“Come here,” he muttered, his fingers intertwining with yours as he pulled your towards the couch, sitting you down before he sat next to you his eyes staring at the ground. “This is going to sound really weird. You might not believe me. That’s actually the reason I haven’t told you about it yet,” he admitted, his lips pressing together. “It’s not exactly the most believable story.” 

You took a shaky breath, your heart racing as you waited for him to speak again. He sighed.

“You know where I work,” he started, his fingers playing with yours as he went on. “I’m pretty sure you know what group owns the company too, right?” 

You nodded, the gears slowing in your mind as you wondered where this conversation was headed. “The Kim group,” you said slowly, raising a brow. “What do they have to do with anything?” 

He bit his lip, continuing, “I told you, this is going to sound really weird…but, um…the chairman of the Kim group? He’s…um…he’s…my father.” 

Silence. The gears still weren’t turning in your mind because he was right, that sounded completely unrealistic and unbelievable and you weren’t exactly sure how to respond. 

“You…Jongdae, do you really have to play with me like this-” you started, and he put his face into his hands, shaking his head. 

“No, no, I’m serious. Why do you think I’m always late? Why do you think I have such a nice office despite the fact that sometimes I don’t even bother to go?” he asked, lifting his head to look into your eyes. “You know how much I make, and you know that’s not exactly a small amount. How do you think that is?” 

He swallowed, breathing shakily as you watched him. He closed his eyes, biting his lip again.

“He…he had an affair with my mom,” muttered Jongdae, blinking rapidly. “Nobody knew she existed, so when he found out she was pregnant with me, he paid her to shut up. And he guaranteed he’d provide whatever was necessary to keep it that way.” 

There was another moment of silence, and you watched him, seeing his cheeks turn pink. He looked down, sniffling lightly as he ran his fingers through his hair, trying to calm himself down.

“So…you really are his son?” you asked, making sense of all the words Jongdae was telling you. You wanted to laugh, because it all really did sound so ridiculous. How could you be dating a son of one of the most successful entrepreneurs in the country? 

But the look on his face told you he was telling the truth and you reached out, touching his hair. What had he gone through with his family? You’d always wondered why he never had any family pictures, save for the portrait of his mother that he kept in his wallet. You’d always assumed there had been some sort of falling-out. 

But you never could have guessed this.

“So…um…yeah,” he muttered, looking back up at you again. “Now you know, I guess.” He sighed, shrugging, “I mean, I don’t usually tell people because they start asking for all sorts of favors. They want a job, a car, an opportunity to sell their product, a meeting with my brothers-” 

“Brothers?” you asked, trying to remember how many sons the chairman of the Kim group had. 

“Uh, well, half-brothers,” he added, biting his lip. “Junmyeon and Jongin.” 

Your eyes widened and you squeaked, “Wait, so Kim Junmyeon…the Kim Junmyeon…is your brother- I mean, half-brother? Bachelor of the year, freakishly rich, heir to the Kim group…that Kim Junmyeon?” 

The corner of his mouth quirked upward as he smiled knowingly.

“That would be the one.” 

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trelaney  asked:

15 with Hux omg. Please and thank you. I hope you had a good day!

Thank you! I have the day off so naturally it’s already a better day haha. I hope you have a nice day :)

General Hux +  “Just admit that you enjoy having me around.”

The control room was buzzing with activity, officers scurrying from one end of the room to the next. Frantic spouts of speech were filling the air, the sounds of controls and machinery almost drowning out entirely. With the base feeling as though it were spiraling into absolute chaos after FN-2187′s breakout. Troopers were on edge, officers frantically punching in codes and looking up files. The place felt as though it were slowly coming unhinged.

This of course nerved one General Hux. A man who was so adamant about perfection and order that it seemed even his smallest habits had to fall within a certain standard. At this moment however, he would not allow a soul to see him sweat.

Subtly he released a deep breath, attempting to calm himself despite his evident frustration. The expression settled deep into his brows could not lie.

“Get me those missiles. We need to stop them before they travel any further.”

An officer turned to him with a worried expression, “Sir they’re still warming up. We cannot fire until they are ready-”

“DO IT!”

Standing beside him with a sigh you faintly shook your head. Unlike the General, you were far more calm and collected. Even in moments of immense stress, you seemed to pull it together. Tapping away at your datapad, your eyes not leaving the device for a second, you pulled the General’s attention to you.

“General Hux, you can still use the heat signature missiles. Those require far less preparation and only require a direct fire.”

Hux turned to you in surprise, his brows furrowing for a moment. He had been so caught up in his frustration that he hadn’t even heard you approaching. 

“If you want to catch them I suggest you move now.”

Hux flared his nostrils as he turned back to the officer, “Get the missiles ready. We can no longer wait for the canons.”

“Yes sir.”

“You’re welcome.”

Hux sneered at you for a moment, “As you were lieutenant.”

Hux turned forward again, clasping his hands behind his back. Smirking to yourself you spoke up again.

“Just admit you enjoy having me around.”

Hux sighed, as if in defeat. The sound was so subtle however you could tell he was hoping you heard absolutely nothing. Still not looking over to you Hux gave a curt nod, his eyes focused on the viewport before him.

“Thank you lieutenant…for all your efforts and satisfactory work.”

You finally looked up to him, smiling slyly as you slipped your datapad under your arm.

“Anytime General.”

As you turned on your heel and walked out Hux watched you out of the corner of his eye, subtly smirking to himself. As much as he hated to admit it, he did admire you and your wit.

I Love You- Miles Wood

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Omg I have found a Devils fan!!! YAY!!! Well ok at least a Miles Wood fan. I’ll take what I can get. Alright ladies and gents you know the drill, smexy time writing! Enjoy if you read it or the next one will be out soon if you don’t read it! Up next is Tom Wilson!

Warning: sex, smexy time, language

Anon Request: Girl I am in need of some nice Miles Wood imagines omg I love your writing so I needed to ask u for this! U two are hanging out at his house and he tells u that he is in love with u and then he kisses u and it gets very very heated. If u don’t do smut then u can do fluff thank u!


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anonymous asked:

Hey there! Thanks for writing those images, I honestly thoroughly enjoyed it lol. I'm sure this has been done before, but maybe suitors kids? Maybe how they raise their kids too? Like headcanons or something. I'd like to know how you interpret them and imagine them. Thank you ~❤️

*Cracks knuckles* Right… kids. I’ll do my best…
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Bear in mind though, I might have gotten some of the canon names and number of kids wrong for the children we know some suitors have in their Ever Afters, because I usually just barrel my way past those scenes and burn them from my memory afterward~ I’ve checked Giles’ though…

Also ignoring the fact that in MidCin times pretty much everyone still wanted at least one boy bc patriarchy and heirs to positions and all that so meh, let’s just leave that be…

I hope these are okay!

(The Steiners’ answers are always so serious… then again, they’re all just more serious in general… hm… apologies!)

The Wysterians


  • Okay, so I see Alyn as having three kids, believe it or not; twin boys and a girl, all triplets (the boys monozygotic and the girl fraternal)…
  • … but it wasn’t exactly expected so Alyn ends up sat there once they’re born in clinical shock like, “I’m too good at this…”
  • Giles and Leo are both present when he says this and they lose their shit and end up howling with laughter.
  • If labour didn’t just kill you, the embarrassment will.
  • He is fiercely protective of his kids. God help anyone who gets too close or so much as looks at them the wrong way, because he will end them, I kid you not. (Pun very much intended.)
  • But he turns to mush when he’s with them.
  • He spends time with them whenever he can because he’s so busy, but he seriously ends up just running around after them every time.
  • There’s three of them and one of him; it’s painful, even if he’s spent his life as a knight.
  • You’ll very often emerge from meetings or salons, only to hear the sound of him shouting in the courtyard.
  • You get so smug because you know what’s happened.
  • You go out, only to find him on the floor, the three toddlers clamped onto his back, arm and leg, cheering that they took him down and that they’re stronger than him.
  • You get him back for all his teasing over the years and tell them to tickle him while they’re at it.
  • Expect a rough night of not sleeping ;)
  • But when they’re older, he teaches them all how to fight and protect themselves, wanting them to all be equally capable of defending themselves even though he’d rather just protect them himself.
  • They’re such memers tricksters and he hates it so much because they know how to catch him off-guard.
  • You may or may not have given them some pointers with this.
  • But the three are so close and are really protective of each other as well, and everyone finds it adorable because even when they’re teenagers, they all stick together and the boys are just wonderful toward the girl and promise to protect their little sis and just awwww~
  • Bonus: The girl takes Alyn’s sass and wit into her very soul and he regrets every choice he’s made by the time she’s eighteen.


  • Two girls for him, as is canon, called Lara and Lily!
  • Daddy’s girls. That’s all I’m going to say.
  • As we see in his Ever After, they love to disobey him and use you as cover because you usually brush off their behaviour and his attempts to tell them off.
  • Needless to say, he’s quite strict on a whole with their upbringing, but in a very controlled and healthy way.
  • I will not deviate from my belief that he helps them to learn the languages they need to know by talking to them in said languages at random.
  • Like, he’ll walk in to see them both and they’ll greet him normally, but then he’ll suddenly turn around, hugging them, and go, “Bonjour, mes trésors. Comment êtes-vous les deux aujourd'hui?
  • And at first they just sit there like “What in hell is he talking about?”
  • But then Lara clicks on and huffs out a very simple, “Très bien, papa.”
  • He. Is. So. Smug. All. Day.
  • He’ll personally tutor them if he has the time to or his work is cancelled for some reason, and they both love and hate it.
  • Because half of the lesson is gruelling and intense and you end up snickering because you’re just there thinking, “Been there, done that, never again~”
  • But then once they finish it’s hella worth it because he’ll take them into the gardens afterward and play hide n’ seek or tag with them.
  • When he mentions “punishing” them for running in the corridor in his EA, he means tickling.
  • It’s just the go-to every time.
  • Like, if they do something wrong, he’ll just sweep them up and tickle them at the same time while pretending to bite them and they love it so much it’s just adorable.
  • He would read to them every single night without fail though.
  • And when they’re older they will just be unstoppable and so intelligent and sassy and hooooOOOOooo boy, good luck to anyone who tries to outsmart them.
  • But Giles will turn into his cool-and-about-to-kill self if anyone threatens them.
  • He still has his sword. He’s still happy to use it.
  • Including on potential suitors so watch out o.O


  • One boy and one girl, and the competition is just fierce.
  • That includes competition with Leo.
  • He’s constantly eager to learn and for them to learn as well, so he’s always teaching them new things and gets them into a variety of books right from when they’re younger.
  • He will lie with them every night without fail and read them something before they sleep, but then he usually ends up falling asleep with them in his arms and you nearly die every time you see it.
  • Like gahhh, they’re all so cute~
  • Because he hasn’t exactly taken the best care of his own health, he’s just obsessed with theirs, both mentally and physically.
  • So if he thinks something’s up, he’s on them instantly, making sure they’re okay and feeling alright.
  • It just amazes him every time he sees them, because he’s only ever had you and Alyn to truly care about since his parents died, and now he’s got these two little lives that he would take on the world for.
  • He’ll every now and again get kind of emotional, usually when he’s had a hard day or something, and will just sort of collapse to his knees next to them or whatever they’re sitting on and hug them so hard, genuinely trying not to cry because he loves them so much.
  • And they’re both so intelligent that even when he does this early in their lives, they just hug him back and tell him they love him with all their hearts and think he’s the best dad ever.
  • He cries a lot with them but it’s usually happy tears and he loses his shame about it after a few years.
  • He makes sure they can both fight well, but doesn’t want to force anything on either of them, and so lets them choose what they want to do.
  • But he’s a bit smug when the girl ends up becoming amazing at fighting and can hold her own against the knights on the odd times that she spars with them.
  • He just watches her, practically sparkling with pride and hearts in his eyes~
  • At the same time, the boy isn’t as interested but ends up memorising the whole Wysterian constitution and all its laws by the time he’s a teenager and Leo just gushes over him because it’s so impressive and he adores his dedication.
  • He’s proud of them both though because they’re both so intelligent and capable and kind.
  • He’s also the type for dad jokes.
  • Sorry not sorry~


  • One girl for Lou-Lou, and she’s the most pampered princess in the world, I swear.
  • He just adores her so, so much and, from the moment she’s born, doesn’t spend a moment he has free away from her. He’ll do anything he can to make sure you can get time off as well, so you can all be together.
  • When she’s very young, he takes on the most care of her out of all of the suitors when their children are at this stage; he’ll be the one a lot of the time to go and feed her himself, or soothe her if she’s crying, or play with and entertain her if she’s bored.
  • He doesn’t care that the staff are ready to do it - he wants to be there himself, seeing her growth, even if he’s got a country to run at the same time.
  • And he’s so, so protective of her. Whenever he holds her, he does it absently; he doesn’t just cradle her, but shields her against his chest and strokes her face so she’s nearly hidden, but it’s an unconscious thing. It’s purely out of love and the desire to keep her safe.
  • When she gets a bit older, as such, he’s a bit hesitant to let her explore and start to develop a sense of independence, but you remind him that he can’t conceal her from the world because it’ll only hurt her.
  • After you tell him this, he changes a lot. In a good way.
  • Instead of hurting himself by leaving her to others, and instead of hurting her by keeping her hidden, he’ll take her outside as much as he can, doing anything and everything with her.
  • He’s got some time between meetings? A moment after a discussion with the bureaucrats? A break after work or, thank God, a day off?
  • He’s there with her, showing her all the beautiful things in the world. He’ll take her around the gardens, showing her flowers and butterflies and animals, explaining to her the sanctity of life and how important each and every living creature is to the world.
  • As such, she grows up immensely mature about the world, and has a great respect and appreciation for life.
  • When she’s in her teens, he takes her mental health so seriously, and makes sure at all times that she’s coping with the pressures of the nobility and her status.
  • He also makes sure Sid stays far, far away from him, although he doesn’t know that they’re secretly besties because Sid will sneak around the palace to her and tell her stories about Louis when he was younger, and you before she was born.
  • Anytime she needs comfort, though, she’ll be just as happy to go to Louis and ask for a hug, and he’ll hold her for however long she needs and listens to everything that’s worrying her, and then do whatever is necessary to fix it.


  • One boy, and Christ, it’s manic.
  • When he’s a newborn, Sid just can’t get over the fact that this tiny, tony little human is his child, and he’ll just sit or lie with him on his chest when he’s got the time, feeling the wonderful warmth his little boy is radiating out into him.
  • But then he becomes a toddler, and all hell breaks loose.
  • The kid picks up on Sid’s sense of humour, wit and sarcasm shockingly quick, and you just end up groaning to yourself every time you hear him make a quip at one of the guards or bureaucrats that sounds horrifically like Sid.
  • Said father gets smacked for it. Hard.
  • Needless to say, there’s just banter, all the damn time. The kid will sass Sid and outsmart him, and then Sid’ll get put-out because this infantile homo-sapien is acting like he owns the world and he is hIS FATHER-
  • “Sid, stop rising to him. You’re just egging him on.”
  • Sid gets so offended. Thus, it begins.
  • “He started it!”
  • “No, mum, he did!”
  • “He did!”
  • “He did!”
  • But the banter is a good thing, because it means they grow up as best friends, and that when he’s a teenager, the kid has immense trust and faith in Sid, as well as you, of course.
  • Anytime something’s up, he’ll feel able to go to Sid and ask for advice, and Sid will never patronise him for it because he’ll know that it’s genuine.
  • They also play-fight every now and again because the kid ends up as 6′1″ and is determined to beat Sid in a fight.
  • They always end up bruised and Giles almost murders them every time.
  • Sid loves taking you and him out every now and again though, to go on a boat ride around the coast, and the kid just ends up in love with boats and the ocean.
  • But then he tries to climb up the mast and both of you almost die.
  • “Oi! Do you wanna fall and die, and then for me to get decapitated by Giles for it? Get down, idiot!

The Steiners


  • One boy for Albert, as well!
  • Albert is so, so, so gentle, but at the same time so, so, so protective.
  • Like, he just handles him so carefully and cautiously when he’s young because he’s never handled a newborn before and he’s terrified of hurting him.
  • But he just can’t stop staring at him, because he’s gazing down at this amazing little life, seeing his own features and yours reflected in his face, and it stirs something in him so deep that it genuinely takes his breath away every time.
  • He comes to love holding him, but also loves to rest him against his chest and shoulder and let him sleep there. It brings him this immense, baffling sense of peace, standing there rocking from side to side with his son sleeping against his chest.
  • He’ll often mumble to himself, uttering his thoughts very softly. In a way, it’s almost like an escape for him, when he’s got idle thoughts he doesn’t need to talk to anyone about but wants to say out loud, just to get rid of them.
  • With Albert’s reserved attitude and your similar mannerisms, though, his son ends up quite timid and quiet.
  • At first, it actually scares Albert, because he’s afraid that you’ve both raised him wrong and made him more withdrawn than he should be.
  • But then you’re reassuring him, pointing out how he comes alive when he’s learning and studying things, how he’ll light up when he spends time with Byron and Nico or less frequently sees Robert.
  • You show him how determined he is, just like Albert, to be better and improve himself through hard work and dedication, and how beautiful it is when he succeeds because he smiles and it just lights up the world.
  • After that, Albert doesn’t worry. Instead, he’s proud, and supports his son no matter what.
  • He teaches him to fight, of course, even though he’s not really keen on violence and prefers more peaceful solutions. They’ll often spar until they’re both exhausted, especially when he’s in his teens, and will collapse onto the floor together.
  • And he praises him. Albert has no end of praise for him and has no problem with telling him when he’s done well.
  • He’s still strict, of course, and will reprimand him when he needs to…
  • … but he never needs to, anyway, so it’s okay <3


  • One girl for Byron, called Emma, as seen in his EA!
  • Oh my God, he doesn’t outwardly show it too much, but he adores her and fawns over her so much on the inside.
  • Every time he looks at her and sees her charismatic attitude, the way she just draws people in even when she’s very young, he’s just filled with love for her because he knows she’s going to be so strong and loved by so many.
  • He doesn’t see her as much as he’d like, so he makes a point of cherishing and making the most of times when he can see her.
  • He’ll ensure that he gets time in the Garden of Stars with her, kneeling next to her and pointing out all the different constellations, teaching her about science and the world and everything they know of how it works.
  • She loves it. She becomes so curious, she can’t get enough of knowing things, no matter what they are.
  • When she’s not studying Albert’s curriculum of, “To Be A Princess (And Eventually Queen)”, she’ll be found working her way through the books in the library, discovering everything she can about any topic or field she can find.
  • Her inquisitive nature just makes him love her more, because he knows that from it, she’ll never neglect her people - she immediately clicks on when they talk about ruling that she has to think of them first, and her curious ways mean she’s always asking how things are in town and wanting to go down.
  • So, he takes her. He shows her
  • Every week when she’s in Stein, he’ll go down with her and walk around, explaining where things have been changed, where things maybe aren’t as good, and what plans are in place to improve those problems.
  • She’s so aware. Even in youth, she just understands and feels everything from the people, most likely because of your naturally loving nature.
  • She grows up obsessed with chess, and fiercely competitive with Byron over it, of course.
  • He’s much calmer and still plays for pleasure, but he does enjoy the odd spark of competition when she vows to beat him.
  • He makes sure she understands though, when she’s a teenager, that she has to prioritise herself and her duties properly, but never feel like she’s alone with it all. He reiterates to her that it’s okay to be human and feel and fall down at times, and that you and him are there for her whenever she needs help or comfort.
  • And she does this. Anytime she’s unsure, she goes to you both and is honest. She can bear her heart before you both because she knows you both love her unconditionally.
  • And Byron, when she turns nineteen, is more than certain that she’s a princess who will not need a prince by her side to rule Stein. He watches her celebrate her birthday in a state of peace, confident that you’ll both hand Stein over to her one day and that she’ll do nothing but make it flourish, just like she has.


  • Two girls for Nico! I can’t see anything else because of My Sweet Baby…
  • They’re little shits just like him.
  • They pick up his mischievous, evil ways very young, and end up as two bouncy balls of energy that strike fear into anyone who’s near them because they’re almost certainly up to something.
  • It’s safe to say Giles blames Nico entirely for this.
  • Nico takes this blame gladly.
  • He loves playing little tricks on people with them, from little things like nicking Leo or Albert’s glasses, when the latter comes to Wysteria or they go to Stein, to bigger things like letting Alyn’s horse out of its pen so he ends up sprinting after it for ten minutes straight around the training field.
  • It’s hilarious for them. You end up groaning every time and just leave them to it, because it’s pointless to attempt to stop them.
  • In all seriousness, Nico makes sure to teach the girls that happiness is the most important thing in the world, and raises them with the ideal that just smiling at someone can make a huge difference to their day if they’re feeling a bit down, and so to always show everyone their beautiful smiles.
  • However, he doesn’t neglect to tell them that it’s okay to be sad, as well. He’ll often hush them when they’re upset and lie down with them in his arms, telling them that everyone gets sad and cries, even him.
  • He’ll often mock hurting himself and crying, which makes them laugh and cheers them up at the same time.
  • And when they’re upset, if they’re out and about somewhere, he’ll kneel in front of them and, one by one, take their hands and press his forehead to theirs just like he does with the princess, kissing their foreheads and telling them that it’s a magic trick to make their sadness transform into happiness.
  • Alternatively, if this doesn’t work, he’ll indulge his their sweet tooth tendencies and get them something sweet to make them happy again.
  • Although they get more mature when they’re older, they’re still very cheery and full of energy, but also unstoppable because they’re twins; they’ll often utilise their similar looks to get each other out of work or appointments.
  • Nico finds it hysterical. You find it hysterical when Giles tells him off for it. Again.
  • They also assist Nico in teasing Albert incessantly when they see him, and will often do things like “Thanking him the Wysterian way”, meaning a made-up tradition that gives them an excuse to kiss his cheeks and near enough send him to the floor with embarrassment.
  • Also Byron loves them so much because they’re just hilarious to him as well.
  • He feels sorry for Albert… but he still loves them and spoils them when they come over.
  • He dies when they call him “Uncle Byron” tho bc it’s so nice to have a familial name and he just melts.


  • Like Alyn, I see him having two dizygotic boys and a girl, but not triplets; the girl would be younger because I’m a sucker for little-sis-big-bro relationships.
  • He’s quite a calm person, so I think he’d be really composed and cool as a parent as well, but he’s much softer around his kids and smiles a lot more.
  • It takes him a while to wrap his head around the fact that he’s a dad when the boys are born, and then when the girl comes around soon after, it’s just round 2 of clinical shock for him.
  • But he loves them so, so, so much.
  • Despite having little time to spend with them because of his duties and things he has to oversee, he makes a massive effort to be there for them, especially in their early childhood.
  • They’re all quite curious and creative naturally, so they’ll often spend their free time in the play room, reading together or practising painting, or sometimes instruments.
  • He won’t always interact with them when they do, simply letting them explore and develop on their own so they gain a sense of independence, but he’ll sit on a chair and watch them with this fond, adoring, loving gaze, a little smile on his lips and expression completely relaxed.
  • If they ask him for help or to join in, though, he’ll always do so, asking them questions to further make them able to problem-solve while still supporting them.
  • He’ll play the violin for them every now and again, and it just entrances them. He’ll usually sit with them on the floor or couches while he does, eyes closed, playing songs he’d play for his parents or ones from his homeland, because they can’t identify them or understand their significance.
  • But sometimes, he’ll be so tired from work and things that he’ll end up falling asleep watching them, sat in his chair. They’ll all notice after a while and climb up, the girl tucking herself under one of his arms, and the two boys doing the same with his other arm and then lying on his lap.
  • And you walk in on it and burst into tears because they’re just a scene of perfection, and his arms curl around them more even though he’s asleep and it’s so sweet it could kill you.
  • He’s also one who agrees that they should be taught to fight, but it shouldn’t be a main focus. Instead, he makes a point of teaching them the vital parts of ruling and of being responsible for one’s country.
  • He also scolds them instantly if they lie. He can’t bear it, so he teaches them from youth that it’s not something they should ever do.
  • When they’re older, they can all play the violin proficiently and will play for him together and he may or may not cry just a bit afterward when he’s with you because it strikes him so deep.
  • He’s happy when it comes down to it though, so it’s okay~


  • One boy and one girl!
  • Robert’s got a lot of experience with kids since he was a tutor, so he knows his shit with raising them.
  • All the life lessons? Ready and waiting. Perfect methods of positive and negative reinforcement, and then punishment? Done. Effective strategies in place to make them learn as efficiently as possible? He’s got it covered.
  • These kids will be raised perfectly. Robert’s been the victim and deliverer of mistakes more than enough to know what not to do and what to definitely do.
  • He’s immensely, immensely affectionate with them, right from the start. Even when they’re newborns, he’s cradling them and holding them any time he can, kissing their tiny heads and playing with their fingers, lying back with them on his chest and whispering nonsense to them to sooth them.
  • He’s just so grateful the whole time that he has them there, that he’s been blessed with these beautiful angels who’ll, so long as he lives, never see the suffering and horrors that he has.
  • At the same time, he wants them both to be truly happy and live almost as a way of redeeming himself for everything he’s done in the past.
  • So, right from the get-go, he throws himself into being there as much as humanly possible in their education.
  • He’s constantly reminding them of their people, of the duties and responsibilities that they have and gently making it clear to them that they will definitely face hardships, if or when they rule the country, since it’s possible that the girl might not with the hierarchical system.
  • But he’s never harsh with them, never impatient or mean - he takes his time, teaching them properly and making sure they understand everything they’re being taught. If they have issues with their languages, he’s there, helping them to comprehend why this verb ends up conjugated that way or where which accent goes in this word.
  • He’s just so attentive to them. He’s always aware of how they’re feeling and if they’re coping alright, and if not, he’s on the case straight away, doing what he can to make a time for them to relax and have some fun.
  • He doesn’t want them to feel that their position and duties are a burden, never.
  • He wants them to adore it, and to adore the people they’re responsible for.
  • That’s why he goes out into town with them frequently, all through their upbringing right until they’re teenagers. As they get older, he gradually exposes them to more serious things, but in a way that it simply lets them see that there are always places that need improvement and help.
  • But they love him for it. They grow up feeling ready to lead and rule, and with him always there, supporting and loving them in every step they take. He’ll often hug them, will always praise them and tell them how proud he is. Even when they learn who he truly is, they love him no less, because the man he is now is not the man he used to be.
  • But when lessons are all said and done, they’ll always paint together or play music together if they’ve got the time. Right from when they’re little, they’ve got paintbrushes in their hands, canvases scattered around them all in a beautifully chaotic mess, and Bergenian lullabies spilling from their lips.
Olli Maata- all day

Request: Hey, you’re amazing! I really love reading your writings! I was wondering if you could do something super cute and fluffy with Olli Maatta. Thanks!

Author’s note: I’m frustrated that this is A) short B)crap and C) late. I am so sorry! I love Olli though, he’s absolutely adorable!


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A Day Off

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Your daughter took a while to finish her breakfast. She waited for Dean to walk through the door, however, these days he had been busy working on his music and returned home very late at night. You sat next her and wiped her mouth.

“You’re not going to finish your breakfast, Hyeri?”

She pouted. “When’s daddy going to come home?”

“He’s very busy working.”

“But I miss him a lot,” she whispered with tears brimming in her eyes.

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Welcome to Heathrow Airport, III

PART ONE | PART TWO | masterlist

summary: You meet Lin at the airport during a painfully long layover in London on the way back to New York. You talk and are nerds together. It’s cute.

words: 1922

author’s note: I did the thing! S/O to @fragmentofmymind for liking my other stuff and making me finally want to finish writing this and put it up.

warnings: There’s cursing because it’s me, but that’s it.

In contrast to your everyday life, you woke up in what most people consider to be the morning hours, 8:30 AM to be precise.

Normally, after a deadline, there was an entire week where you barely woke up before noon every day.

Normally, after a deadline, the pit in your stomach had dissolved, but it was still present when you swiped away alarm after alarm after alarm but continued to lay in bed.

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