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The Morning After...

Awwww this was so supremely cute to write! I took the liberty of writing it in mini-fic form, if you don’t mind :3

Feel free to ask or request anything! Just… no explicit nsfw, alright?

~Admin Bloo

The Morning After… [Yoosung X MC(you)]

Sunlight peaks through the curtains, rousing you from your slumber. You open your eyes blearily, confused at where you have woken up. Flashes of last night come in piece by piece, and they leave you warm and soft all over. You turn around to see Yoosung sleeping away, his soft breaths making his bangs flutter up and down.

You fail to stop your giggling, and this causes him to stir as well. His eyes lay half open, and he sleepily smiles at you and runs his hand along your smooth hair. You put your own hand on top of his, and his smile grows even wider, complete with reddening cheeks and eyes shining with joy.

Suddenly, his face twists in alarm, and he quickly jumps out of bed. You sit up as well, albeit slowly. Before you can register it, he is hastily clothed and reaches out to kiss you on the side of your forehead. “Don’t move.” He whispers and rushes out of the room.

This leaves you very confused, but you aren’t worried. Instead, you gently rub the place where he kissed and can’t stop remembering last night. You just feel so fulfilled and content; really, you just wish time would stop.

Then, you can hear a ruckus from behind the door. You call out to him, but he yells “Wait! Just… don’t move from there!”

You grab your own tee that was on the floor and put it on. Yoosung then kicks open the door and comes in balancing a tray with omelets and orange juice.

The surprise on your face flusters Yoosung a little. He slowly makes his way to the bed, careful to not spill. If possible, your smile got even wider.

Silently, you set the tray on the bed and give him a quick peck. You thank him softly and the two of you begin.

When he takes the first bite, however, his face scrunches up and he spits it out immediately. You ask him what’s wrong, but he has covered his face with his palms, unable to face you. After a bit of prodding, he mumbles “I forgot to put seasoning on it. I’ve ruined everything.”

You coo at him, assuring him that everything is just fine. He carries on. “I wanted to make everything perfect for our first time. I wanted to show you that I can make you happy, and that you make me happy.”

“You make me feel so happy, Yoosung…” you whisper.

“But I’ve ruined it all. I wanted to prove that I am enough for you” He whines, but you absolutely cannot let him continue.

“You don’t need to prove anything, Yoosung. You hear me? Now come on. Why don’t we make something together instead.”

Freddie Andersen- Kick Butt, Save Pucks

“If your requests are open can you do a Freddie Andersen one for me. Maybe where you have a son and it’s his fist time at a game! But if your requests aren’t open I understand.” @arizonacoyotesgirl16
Also @carey-pricemas requested anything Freddie so I combined them!
Word count: 952
Warnings: mostly fluff. 🤷🏻‍♀️


You were bouncing Freddie Jr. on your lap while he fed himself a sandwich. Your little boy was just shy of 2 years old and you were finally taking him to see his dad play a game.
“Are you ready to see daddy kick butt in hockey?” You asked him. His little face lit up.
“HOCKEY!” He screamed. You laughed while wiping off the peanut butter and jelly from his face.
Little Freddie dressed in matching Andersen Maple Leafs jerseys with you for the big day. Your son was an identical mini version of your husband. He was very excited to be going to the arena for the first time. You’ve taken him to practices and watched the games on the TV together. He loved the sport already. Him and his father would play in the back yard with a small goal net. Daddy always let him score on him. Your small family was perfect and you were so elated that you’d all get some great press photos together at the ice.
“Are you ready?!” You yelled. Freddie Jr. started jumping up and down. Obviously he was as excited as you were and you couldn’t wait to see Your husbands face when he saw you two in the stand. It wasn’t a surprise to him that you both were attending the game but, it was still going to be something none of you were used to doing together.
On your way to the arena, Freddie Jr. couldn’t stop chanting, “Daddy saves goals,” over and over. Arriving at the arena you could see his jaw drop through your rear view mirror at the sight of the building.
“We are here!” You said as you parked. There were a few of the other players’ families waiting for your arrival so they could give your son a big welcome. As soon as you unbuckled Freddie Jr. from his car seat he ran up to the families waiting. He knew all of them from team bar-b-ques and hang outs.
All the wives and girlfriends gave you hugs and told you how happy they were to finally see your son at the arena.
The stands, ice, and concessions all left Freddie Jr. in awe. But, his favorite part of the arena was the locker room.
“DADDY!” he ran up to your husband in the locker room. Your heart felt so full at the sight of your two favorite boys together before a big game. As your husband picked up your son and gave him raspberries on his tummy the whole team was teasing about how adorable it was.
“Alright,” you said, “my turn for some love from daddy.” Giving him a kiss and a full embrace while he still held Freddie Jr.
“Daddy? NICE.” Auston said, loud enough for the whole locker room, and maybe even the hallway, to hear.
“Matthews, I will bust you up myself on that ice.” You threatened. Everyone laughed and he apologized by giving you a hug.
“Sorry, couldn’t help it mamas.” Auston laughed.
“We’ll be right next to the bench, tonight. Coach made sure we would be easy to spot.” You tell Freddie.
“Perfect.” He said giving you another kiss.
“Come on Junior. Daddy is about to go out to practice. Want to see his save some pucks?” You pick up Freddie Jr. from your husband.
“Kick butt, boys.” You tell the whole locker room.
“KICK BUTT. SAVE PUCKS.” Junior yelled. Taking him out to the stands he was so excited to see how big everything was. Being seated next to the bench was perfect because he got to see all his favorite men go on and off the ice.
Every time the Maple Leafs saved a puck your son would scream at the top of his lungs. You tweeted out a video of him doing so and many fans were all about it. The entire time Freddie Jr. had his eyes focused on the goal. It was unexpected how well a 2 year old was attentive during the whole game.
Throughout the entire arena, every fan was counting down the last 10 seconds of the 3rd period. The score was 3-0 in favor of the Maple Leafs resulting in a shut-out for Freddie.
“THREE… TWO… ONE” the crowd erupts into cheering while the whole team is on the ice getting ready to congratulate Freddie.
After you and Freddie Jr. are done screaming your lungs out, you head back to the locker room.
The events from the day have finally brought your son’s energy level down so you’re carrying him into the locker room. With his head resting on your shoulders all the players give his tiny hands fist bumps. Freddie was out of most of his gear by the time you were able to get to his locker.
“You did amazing tonight babe!” You gave his sweaty face a kiss.
“No one scored.” Freddie Jr mumbled.
“That’s right, buddy. Kick butts, save pucks.” Freddie said to your son will giving his head a kiss.
“I’m sure Andersen is going to let at least the misses score tonight.” Matthews chirped.
You gave him a glare.
“You are so lucky I’m holding my son or you’d be done for, Auston.” You told him. He smiled and quickly went to the opposite end of the locker room.
“He’s not wrong.” Freddie whispered as he gave you a final kiss before you left the locker room so all the players could change. You gave him a wink then walked out of the room and into the hallway to wait. Freddie Jr. was fast asleep on your shoulder. It was a perfect game for your son’s first visit to the arena.

Originally posted by mattsmartin

potstato  asked:

Hello! Sorry to bother you..Not really a request or anything but can you imagine what chaos would occur if the teams for the Cavalry Battle were based on their Obstacle Race rankings? Which means Deku, Todoroki & Kacchan (and possibly Shiozaki) in ONE TEAM. I just thought about it since watching the latest ep and thought it would be pretty funny. Thanks for taking time to read this!

That would have been a freaking massacre… uh, I mean, rather… interesting… None of them would have backed down and let one of the other two take charge - Izuku because he promised to prove his worth as a successor, Shouto because he wants to challenge Izuku, and Bakugou… well he’s Bakugou.

Thinking about it, though, I see why they didn’t do it like that. I guess who ever thought up the games wanted to get as much competition between the children as possible. Putting the highest ranked ones in a team together would probably have made it unfair for the other teams – seeing as that team would most likely consist of very strong people – and it would also have prevented the highest ranked kids from competing with each other.


But I’m very sure that this scenario would either have been hilarious to see, or absolutely terrifying. X’D It’s an interesting idea for sure!

Yu-Gi-Oh! Trash Pairing Requests

Look my exam is like in less than 48 hours so I need something to do so I can procrastinate on it by studying. My logic is flawless.

So I’ll be taking 24 trash pairing requests from ANY of the Yu-Gi-Oh series. This can be your OTP or a super weird crack pairing that you ship. Crossovers included! If you want to request a theme or a prompt (or a kink, I guess if you want???), you can but I may choose not to do it. Just drop the request in my ask box!

If you have a weird ship/prompt you don’t want your name associated with (non con, incest ships, age difference, etc etc) just let me know in the ask box! Then I’ll post it separately. I love ships of all kinds and I’m not fussed. I’ll write anything.


Have fun and request lots! I’ll get to writing it when I can!



“It’s such an emotional moment. She finally made it to Castle Black. And there’s this look where they’re just studying each other’s faces, with no expression. Then there’s this long embrace. It’s just awesome.” ~ Sophie Turner.

She’s white, medium size, and has brown circles around her eyes.

anonymous asked:

Would you be down for Riza with a side braid/waterfall braid with her hair down around her shoulders? I loved your half-ponytail drawing so much ^_^ bonus points for a scrib of Roy teaching her how to braid

About an hour earlier:

You KNOW I had to get some bonus points nyahahaha 


gif meme: jon/arya + quote (requested by @horcrucxs)

The heart is all that matters. Do not despair, Lord Snow. Despair is a weapon of the enemy, whose name may not be spoken. Your sister is not lost to you.

Originally posted by henycavil

Warning: angsty

A/N: so this wasn’t requested but its my birthday so this is what became of it.


Waking up seems like a big task until I realize that it is my birthday, which essentially puts me in a good mood. I turn towards where my loving and caring boyfriend, Damon, is, or should be at least as he is not there. Thinking that he might be making me breakfast, I get up walking towards the kitchen only to see instead of seeing Damon I see a note instead.


Elena needed my help, sorry.

Don’t know when I’ll be back,

Love you


I sigh, maybe he is planning a surprise party for me, yeah maybe that’s it, I thought.

All throughout the day no one even once told you happy birthday just talking to me like it was just another day, and maybe it was, it just hurt when my own boyfriend spent the day with another girl, not once wishing me a happy birthday or even wishing for me to have a good day.

It’s 9pm when I get back to the boarding house, thinking that maybe just maybe they did plan a party but it was the opposite of what I was expecting when I walked in. Damon and Elena were making out on the couch in the lounge room not even noticing my presence so I walk out going straight towards the grill for a well-deserved drink. By 10pm Klaus walks in and notices me at the bar, slightly tipsy, he walks up to you

“No why on earth is the birthday girl drinking alone?” he asks, surprising me as no one has talked to me, only the bartender asking what drink I wanted.

“What?” disoriented, I glance up at him. He looks at me worriedly

“You alright love” he asks

“Define alright?” I mumble into my drink, taking a sip

“What’s wrong?”

“Oh a part from the fact that I have horrible friends? Well let’s see, I woke up alone, my boyfriend spent the whole day with another girl, no one besides you, in this god forsaken town, wished me a happy birthday, not my family, no one. I have had a shit day only wanting to come home to spend the night with my loving and caring boyfriend only to find him making out with Elena. But apart from all that I have no idea what you are talking about” I rant, looking to Klaus afterwards with a tired look on my face and a tired smile, he just looks at me, listening to what I have to say.

“well they are idiots especially that Salvatore for ever betraying you like that, that Scooby-doo gang that you hang out with don’t deserve to be your friends or even look at you “Klaus says with the sincerest look on his face


“Absolutely, I haven’t, and wouldn’t lie to you sweetheart” he says truthfully

“You mean that?”

“Of course” he says just as a group of people walk through the door, who just so happen to be my so called friends

“Ignore them love” he says to me, pulling my face away to I was looking at him instead

“Oi! (y/n)! what are you doing talking to him come over here?” Caroline calls out to me, I look over at them and look straight at Damon who has a confused look on his face. I look back to Klaus, seeing him look calm but also worried, for me, and I felt nice because it has been a long time since someone, anyone has looked at me with such tenderness and love.

“Nah, I’m good” I say, they all look surprised at what I said. I turn back to Klaus and grab his arm pulling him out of his chair and pulling him towards the door

“I’ve got a hot date to celebrate my birthday with” I say as Klaus and I pass by them. Klaus made the rest of my birthday the best birthday I have ever had.

askdjf im doing a request for Cosette’s wedding bouquet and I was like “hm fleur de lys is ‘flame or burning’ that could work” but then I remembered it’s a symbol of the French monarchy and I just pictured Enjolras’ ghost knocking the bouquet from Cosette’s hands cause “GODDAMMIT MARIUS WE TALKED ABOUT THIS”


“So comes snow after fire, and even dragons have their ending!” said Bilbo, and he turned his back on his adventure. The Tookish part was getting very tired, and the Baggins was daily getting stronger. “I wish now only to be in my own armchair!” he said.

C4 from this

I reblogged it at one point but realized that no one was actually going to request what I wanted to draw so I just did what I wanted

I’m imagining Gon tried to kiss Killua in public but he’s not ready for it yet :3c