are you getting sick of these

At the store this evening, I learned something new:

I totally don’t get all these new super-specific greeting card themes.

They all seem like such rare circumstances to me.

Friendship Romantic Cheer Get Well cards: 

For when you’ve got a sick friend you kinda want to ask out, but think they’ll need further cheering up if you try.

Milestone Sweetheart Teen cards: 

For when your teenager just took up distance running with their boyfriend/girlfriend, which obviously warrants a greeting card.

Cheer Get Well Miss You Romantic cards: 

For when things didn’t go so well in the relationship, and you need to imply you miss them while under the pretense of just cheering them up.

Wife Grandmother Niece Cousin Aunt and Wife/Husband Grandparents Niece/Nephew Aunt/Uncle Cousin cards: 

For when you have an event and need to send cards to every single family member possible, and want to ensure no one feels left out.

And, most-importantly, 

Wedding Baby Anniversary Thank You Sympathy cards:

For when someone is celebrating the anniversary of them marrying a hyperintelligent baby, and you need to appreciatively congratulate them while simultaneously expressing your condolences that said marriage happened in the first place.

I mean, I’m all for being specific, but it feels like that situation wouldn’t come up that often. 

anonymous asked:

Idek if you're taking requests but if you are can you write a Harry imagine where you guys get invited to a Christmas Eve party and Harry seems like he doesn't want to go but you don't know why and at the party he's being really clingy and quiet and eventually he asks you guys if you can leave and he looks almost like he's in pain and once you guys get home he breaks down and starts getting really sick and is upset because he's really sick to his stomach on Christmas. Thanks love!


Thank you for the request sweetie. I’m sorry for the extreme delay! I hope this mends it! Love ya


#11: I’ll Take Care Of You

The soft padding of his feet came to be heard in the kitchen as Y/N sauntered in there, clearing up some tit-bits of their lunch. The house was awfully quiet considering the fact that they had been asleep for a while before, and now as Y/N was awake, Harry was still getting over his jetlag. 

Until his groan came loud into the kitchen and Y/N turned around in her place to see him walking in groggily, fingers rubbing his eyes and his lips pouted, pink and plump. 

“Hiya baby.” Y/N smiled as Harry now approached her with open arms. 

In reply to her he groaned some more and went in for a tight hug from her, snuggling his nose in the crook of her neck and winding his one leg around her hip in an attempt to find the desired warmth. Chuckling, Y/N wound her arms around his waist and pressed her lips to his hair sweetly. 

“Why’d ya get out ‘o bed, huh?” His deeply husks, words muffled into her skin and tone extremely languid. 

“Harry..”

“C’mon, I wanna get back, c’mon.” He didn’t even let her leave her position, and snug his arms under her bum, pulling her off of her feet and carrying all the way upstairs to their bedroom. 

Y/N shuffled the blankets away at their feet as Harry sat her on the bed. She raised her arms to him, inviting him closer to her, and Harry gratified, pushed himself down at her till they both lay on the bed, him atop her. 

His lips found her neck, peppering kisses lazily, while her hand found his hair, scratching at the scalp and tugging on his roots that gave him a lighter feeling. 

“What happened? Don’t feel good?” Y/N asks in a hush voice, tracing her lips on his outer face as he gradually paused his lips at her skin and just breathed her in in long breaths. 

“It’s too cold. Just wanna stay here, with you.” He lifts his head to her, bringing his lips down and meeting hers in a slow, soft kiss. 

Tugging at his shoulders, Y/N succeeded in bringing him under her and priced his tired face and slump mood with soft, longing kisses. Harry held her hair, tugging up in a ponytail as she slowly trailed down his face, on his neck and then on his bare chest, and the anticipation of all of this made his breathing raspier. 

She had reached the hemline of his boxer briefs and Harry couldn’t wait to give out to her when suddenly, the phone on the bedside table rang.

Y/N lifted herself off of the bed, annoyed at the abruptness of this petty gadget and sat on the edge of the bed as she received the call. 

Harry sat up behind her, running a hand through his hair as he eyed her back suggestively. His hips bucked up, slowly sliding him across the mattress to her until his groan touched her behind. His arms closed around her waist, slipping his hands under her top until they met in a knot at her navel. He kissed her shoulder, back and side of her neck before resting his head on her skin, rocking back and forth with her, completely ignorant of her chit chat.  

“I can’t believe it just left my mind. God, we have time right? I mean it’s definitely not startin’ before 9 even though it says 7?” The thought of the pre-Christmas party at her friend’s home had completely left her mind; but she couldn’t really blame herself when Harry had arrived back home. 

“Okay, I’ll make it. Just let’s arrive there together so I don’t be the only one late. Kay, see ya.” She put her phone back to its place, and slowed arched her neck to see Harry’s face at her side, chin propped up on her shoulder. Resisting somehow, she grants him a peck on his lips and even after he urges for more with lip biting, she refrains and gets off of the bed. 

“We gotta get ready. There’s a party at Makayla’s place.” Y/N announces, looking at Harry now slouching back on the bed with the support on his arms. 

“And we’re not going..?” He hints slowly, giving her a curious look. 

Y/N sighs through her mouth. “We have to. It was planned like long back, Harry. I have to be there.”

“But now I’m home so we’re staying back here, baby, c’mere.” He lifts his arms to hold her but she flinches back. 

“That’s what it is. You weren’t supposed to be back till next week and I got committed to certain outings and plans which I doubt I can cancel now.” Y/N whines, biting her lip in slight tanginess of her words. 

Harry’s eyes grew wide. “So it’s coming down on me then, is it really now?” He grew serious, eyes sombre. 

“You can stay home if you want, I’ll be back soon.” Shrugging her shoulders, Y/N turned to walk to the wardrobe when he held her wrist to tug her back. 

“I’ll come with ya.” 


***


The house is packed and merry with familiar faces, all laughing and chatting about in casualty. Y/N smiled at her friend walking to her, enclosing her in a tight hug with her one hand that was free of Harry’s hold. Pulling away from Y/N, Makayla turned to Harry who gave her a mere smile, and quick hug, almost equivalent to a shrug. All this while, not leaving Y/N’s hand for a moment. 

“Come on, get your drinks, guys, we’ll start with some games after that.” Saying so, Makayla walked off in the party. 

Y/N looked up from her hand intertwined with his to his serious, jaw tightened face. She cupped the side of his face with her other hand and brought him down, kissing his cheeks twice. 

“I’m sorry about before, baby. Please let’s go through this thing together and all smiley?” She waited for him to respond while pressing her nose on his cheek repeatedly. 

“Hmm.” He responded, looking down at her with a slight neutral expression. 

“Now gimme a kiss and smile, sweetheart.” They kiss slowly - something a little more than a peck - and Harry pulls back, tucking his hands in the pocket of his jeans while leaving Y/N from the warmth. She frowned, nevertheless held his bicep and together, walked in the crowd. 

A while later, Y/N found herself on her third glass of wine, a little light headed as she sat on the arm rest of the couch, laughing about imbecile topics. Harry joined the group at the couch, sliding down Y/N from the armrest to his lap abruptly, almost toppling the wine glass on her lap. 

“Woah, easy there, honey.” She chuckled, looking back at Harry with glassy eyes. 

“You too there, love.” He gestured to her glass, keeping a straight face. Y/N chuckled some more and aimed for a kiss on his lips but he turned and she found his scruff under her lips. She turned back to the group, not minding his actions at the moment. 

One of the guys in the group, later, picked out his guitar and sang songs, changing the lyrics someway and making them sound chessy and sweet to the crowd. He serenaded every woman during this, looking in their eyes and smiling a handsome one. 

he approaches Y/N, shifting a chord here and there on the guitar, beginning to play soft, amorous tune with lyrics that he dragged to a slurry tone. Y/N smiled, not really minding the deal with the man - he’s just being sweet. The guy slowly drew close to her face, urging her to sing along and Y/N chuckled, looking away shyly. 

“Okay, that’s enough.” Harry’s voice came through and the music stopped, all eyes turning to the stoic man behind Y/N. 

“Yes?” The man questioned. 

Harry got up, making Y/N stay together with him. His hand came down against the man’s chest, flat, and it just seemed he was an inch away from shoving the man on to the group sat behind him. 

“That was good, but thank you, enough of it, we’re leaving.” With this, he grabs Y/N’s hand and drags her out of the building, the wine glass in her hand falling to the ground and breaking on the way. 


***

Y/N shuffles at the door, taking off her heels, Harry hot at her feet. She scurries away from the door in haste but Harry’s voice makes her stop. 

“Y/N, baby, I’m n-”

“What was that?” She demanded, turning around. 

Harry’s face grew struck with shock. “We were coming back, anyways, might as well did an hour or so before - what’s wrong with that?” 

“You really are stubborn, aren’t you? When you had thought that you’re gonna be absolutely rude to my friends, act like absolutely out of this world person and be absolutely sulking away my mood along with yours, I guess you played really well then.” She flared her nose at him. 

Harry’s shoulders dropped.” Baby, I wasn’t feeling well at all.” 

“I told you to stay at home, didn’t I?” Y/N accused. “I think you purposely act around like this arrogant and stoic in front of my friends just to maintain this air and talk about Harry Styles, don’t you? Goodness, you’re so implausible at times.” She hurried away to their bedroom. Harry trailed behind her, quick in his steps and got inside the bedroom before she could have closed the door at his face. 

Not sparing any look to him, Y/N quietly walked to the dresser to put away her earrings. It was until she heard sniffles that she turned around. 

With his face in his hands and his figure turned small at the edge of the bed, Harry openly let his sobs be heard. 

Y/N furrowed her eyebrows, biting her lip, and walked to him. Standing before him, she spoke,” Why are you crying?” 

With his face burried in his hands still, Harry answered. “I’m not feeling good, Y/N. After being home sick for so long, all I wanted was to spend time with you when I’d come back and you drag me to this party where there’s guys tryna flirt with ya. It makes me so sick, but is that what you’ve been doing while I was away?” 

Y/N dropped to her knees before him, clutching his wrists to bring his hands away from his face. 

“No, I would never do that, I swear, baby. And I didn’t drag you to the party, you could’ve stayed home if you wanted.” She spoke in a less monotonous and more understanding, soft voice. 

Harry looked up at her with his bloodshot eyes. “But I wanna be with you, why don’t you understand?” He burries his face back in his hands ,and Y/N’s fighting to have him look at her. 

“I’m so sorry, I’m so so sorry, Harry. Please look at me, I love you, I’m so so sorry, baby.” She hugs him over him trying to hide his face, and she’s squishing his body in her grip before he finally wraps his arms around her. 

“Please smile, it’s almost Christmas, baby. I’m so glad you’re home!” She squeals into his shoulder, kissing his ear and neck and everywhere that she can. 

“Please come and hold me, I’m feeling so cold.” Harry murmurs against her hair. 

“I’ll take care of you baby, I’ll love you so much. C’mon.” Y/N urges pushing him back on the bed. She wipes his cheeks as she kisses him under his eyes and moves her hands down to help him change up. 

“I love you, Y/N and I’ve missed you and I love you so much.” Harry smiles at her. 

She leans to his face, pecking a kiss on his lips and smiles back. “I’ve missed you too,bug. Love you so much.” 

And their lips meet again. 


MASTERLIST

anonymous asked:

Prompt: Okay so can you do a fic where Kara finds out she's pregnant and tries to find a way to tell Mon El but everytime she's tried ends in disaster but she finally tells him on accident.

Here ya go! I always end up giving baby fics priority over the others because I’m a sucker for baby fics.


Title: Plans Change

“Okay, you can do this. Just take a deep breath”, Kara assured her own reflection as she stood in her bathroom with a pale face and shaky hands holding a pregnancy test. Not that she fully believed that it could actually detect if a Kryptonian was pregnant with a fully alien baby from two different species but she’d get Alex to confirm it later. Plus the fact that she couldn’t get sick was another indicator that she was probably in the family way. Regardless, she had to tell Mon-El. Even if it wasn’t completely confirmed, there was no way she could keep it from him.

When the front door to the apartment opened, Kara’s ears immediately picked it up. She placed the test in the back pocket of her jeans and made her way into the living area. “Kara!” Mon-El grinned at his girlfriend as she appeared in the room. “You’re home. I was wondering where you’d got to. Winn told me that you left early and seemed a bit out of sorts. Are you okay?”

The blonde forced a smile while inwardly feeling like her stomach was twisted in knots. She and Mon-El hadn’t even known each other for more than a year, in a relationship less than that and she was pregnant. She was worried how he was going to react. She herself wasn’t exactly reacting well to it but more because she was a Superhero. How was she supposed to juggle a baby and a career in crime fighting? Not to mention her work as a freelance reporter wasn’t exactly the most stable of jobs.

“Mon-El, I…there’s something I need to tell you”.

Immediately the Daxamite appeared right in front of her, his face etched into a concerned frown. “Is this about the other day?” He asked, referring to an argument they’d broken into after Mon-El almost got shot with a lead bullet while having Kara’s back in the middle of stopping a robbery. “Because you know I’m not going to apologise for doing what I had to when I thought that they were packing Kryptonite”.

“That’s not it”, Kara sighed, remembering that her reaction had been explosive…and extremely emotional. Yet another tip off that the pregnancy test was as accurate for a Kryptonian as it was for a human.

“Okay…what’s going on?”

“Here’s the thing…I’m-“

Suddenly a blue light erupted in the room and Kara watched with confusion as it morphed into a person. The confusion faded immediately as she recognised the imp that emerged from it. Evidently so did Mon-El as his attention immediately flew from his girlfriend to Mxyzptlk.  “YOU! Kara banished you!” He exclaimed and instantly took a step in front of Kara.

“I know, I was there”, the dimension jumper smirked. “And I’m not here to try to steal her away this time. That ship has sailed”.

Kara stepped out from behind her boyfriend and glared at the annoying man. “Then what do you want from us?”

“I think it’s about time that you Supers learnt to kneel to me, Mister Mxyzptlk!” A blast of light from his hands caused Mon-El to turn into stone, shortly before he escaped a blast of heat from Kara’s eyes.

And that was how Kara was interrupted the first time that she tried to tell Mon-El she was pregnant. After they managed to set Mon-El right (along with a few other people that had been turned to stone) and sent Mxyzptlk back to his dimension, Supergirl lost her legendary courage and ended up procrastinating telling her partner and boyfriend about their unborn child.


 A few days later, Kara had come up with an ingenious idea to tell Mon-El she was pregnant without having to tell him directly because apparently vocally expressing it wasn’t working out for her. Each time she tried, her words got choked in her throat and wouldn’t come out. So it was a week after the incident with Mxyzptlk when she thought of the perfect way to let Mon-El know of his impending fatherhood. She contacted her favourite bakery and asked them to make her a cake with I’m pregnant in icing and a few decorative marzipan baby items just in case the words didn’t sink in (and because marzipan was delicious).

As soon as the cake arrived, Kara put it on the table to present to her boyfriend after he got back from his shift. When she was called away as Supergirl to put out a few fires (literally and figuratively) she left it on the table, assuming that it would be perfectly safe. When she arrived back, Mon-El walked into the apartment and she quickly changed before grabbing the cake.

“Hey, I’ve got a surprise for you”, she grinned and opened up the cake box. She watched Mon-El looked at the cake in bemusement before his lips twitched upwards into a smirk.

“That’s nice but I much prefer your real ones”.

“What!”

Kara turned the box around and let out a gasp when she realised that her cake must have been switched with someone else’s. Inside the box was a boob shaped cake with two marzipan nipples on either boob.

“I take it that this was not meant for me?”

“The bakery switched my cake!”

Mon-El took the box out of her hands and put it down on the table before scooping her face with his hands. “Like I said, I much prefer the real thing”. Before she could protest (or ring the bakery to yell at them), Mon-El brushed his lips against her mouth and the cake completely disappeared from her mind (and the baby too).


Kara’s next plan was fool proof. She was sure of it. She’d enlisted her sister’s help this time and made her go out and get a mini Supergirl outfit made that would fit a baby.  She decided to put it on their bed so that Mon-El would see it as soon as he came in since he was working the late shift that night.  The only thing that she hadn’t counted on was for a villain to show up in her loft and set fire to half of her bedroom. After taking care of the villain, she was forced to remove her bed which was completely burnt including the baby outfit and decided that maybe she should try to be just a little more direct since using objects wasn’t going in her favour.


As it turned out, Kara’s planning and scheming ended up being all for nothing. She and Mon-El were facing off against a CADMUS agent who was planning on blowing up an entire neighbourhood comprised of alien refugees. Winn had just about managed to disassemble the bomb when Kara saw the Agent turn towards her with eyes full of rage and shoot a Kryptonite bullet in her direction. With no time to move out of the way (plus there were innocent people standing directly behind her and she wasn’t going to let them get hit in her place), she quickly turned around to protect her stomach but when nothing hit her she glanced over her shoulder to see her boyfriend fall to the floor with a grunt.

“Mon-El!” she yelled and blasted the gun out of the Agents hands with her heat vision, not caring if she burnt him or not, her mind turning red with anger. Alex and the other DEO Agents appeared out of a black van that just pulled up and headed towards the CADMUS guy while Kara immediately dropped to the ground beside Mon-El. “Mon-El, you need to stay with me please”, she begged, her eyes full of tears.

“Kara-“,

“I need you! And our baby needs you!”

“Kara…what?!” Mon-El sat up effortlessly and looked at her with a shocked expression. That’s when she realised that it was a Kryptonite bullet and not a lead one. Kryptonite had no effect on Mon-El which meant the bullet hadn’t even pierced him. Her cheeks flushed pink as she realised her mistake…and the fact that she’d just unintentionally let the cat out of the bag.

“Can we forget I just said that?!”

Unsurprisingly, the Daxamite frowned and shook his head. “Kara, what are you talking about?”

“I’m…I’m pregnant. I should have told you before but I just…I just couldn’t”.

“Wait, you mean you’ve been flying around Kryptonite bullets while our half Kryptonian child is inside you?” He demanded with annoyance while Kara’s blinked in surprise.

“That’s the part you’re upset about? Not the baby?”

“Why would I be upset about a baby? That’s amazing”, he told her as he held her in his arms in the middle of the street, ignoring the curious onlookers.

She stared at him with wide blue eyes “Really?”

“Why? Are you not happy?”

“I mean I am but it’s kind of soon for us. I was worried that you’d freak out”.

“I love you. I’m going to love our child too”, Mon-El smiled at her and was about to lean in for a kiss when Alex barged over to them.

“You two need to get out of here. Save the personal stuff for the privacy of your home, Supergirl!”

Jess Mariano is NOT Luke. Logan Huntzberger is NOT Christopher. Rory is not her mother.

I’m getting so sick of people saying that the revival proved that Jess is Rory’s soulmate and her one true love. The “Jess fans” say that he had the most in common with Rory because they both read a lot… 

However, Jess Mariano had emotional baggage which is understandable but Jess never talked to Rory about  it. When he left he ran into Rory on the bus and never said anything.. 

Also, when they had that phone call Rory said that she “THINKS I MAY have loveD you…” and Jess doesn’t say anything. Rory never says I love you to Jess and the only time she comes close it’s a vague reference about maybe having loved him but it was past tense. 


Then when Jess returns and is miraculously ready to work with Rory on their relationship… she shuts Jess down.

Logan has also read the books Rory read, and even shares the love of journalism with Rory which I think does not come from being the heir to a newspaper empire but a real love and interest for journalism like Rory he also has a talent for it even Doyle says so in one episode. So Jess is not the only other person in Rory’s life that is an avid reader and is on the same intellectual level as Rory and shares interests that require hard work, natural talent, and critical thinking. And Jess isn’t the only guy that understands Rory’s popular culture references or challenges her in a way that gets her out of her safe bubble to have fun.

But the big difference between Jess and Logan is that Logan did not go running away when things turned serious. Logan supported Rory in all of her endeavors even if they would be mistakes like quitting Yale and joining the DAR. Logan was not afraid to own his mistakes and do everything he could to show Rory that he was truly sorry and when Rory needed him by her side in emergencies he was there and Rory was there by his when she needed him. And here’s a big difference I’d like to point out when it came to Jess and Logan and how they approached the issue of sex for the first time…

And Rory’s first time with Logan…

So please stop telling me that Jess is Rory’s intellectual match, he is her one true love, her perfect soulmate, and the person who knows Rory the best out of everyone in her life. 

When we pick up with Rory and Jess in the revival, the two have not seen each other in four or maybe more years. The two are not in touch anymore and if you bring up that he knew that her life was in a mess and something was deeply wrong… well, that had nothing to do with Jess knowing Rory but more to do with making a very obvious observation like saying, “water is wet,” and Jess is one in a long line of people to observe this about Rory in the revival. Now some would argue that he set her on the path to correcting her problem by telling her what to write her book about and yes, it did help but when Rory tells Lorelai all about the book and they get into a huge fight which causes them not to speak to each other which upsets and hurts Rory, who fixes that problem or more importantly who does Rory want to help with that problem because she’s in need of someone who will make her feel better so she calls the only one that can help her… Logan. 

And the last thing to deal with is that long and lingering look at the end of Jess’ final revival scene. There a chance that could be an “I’ll always love Rory Gilmore, no one will ever be better, I was stupid to let her get away, and if I had a second chance I’d spend the rest of my life with her.” Of course, since Jess turned out to be arguably the character that has the best development since we last saw him and he’s now a stable, mature, well rounded, got his shit together guy that has grown up and moved on finally able to let his demons and baggage go as well as leaving the past where it belongs… now, Jess Mariano is not a lovesick stupid teenager anymore so that look could also have been something more like, “Rory’s finally going to be alright and she seems happy. I hope things work out for her because I did love her once and while I no longer feel anything romantically for her, she helped me in so many ways and I am happy that maybe I helped her find her path like she helped me find mine.”

Pregnancy Glow : Headcanons

Anon: I don’t know if I ask here but alright I got this. Can I have some Ushijima and Daichi (separate) headcanons with their pregnant wife? Thank you very much ily

Aww!! Ily too ‘Nonie!

Female pronouns used!


Daichi

  • he fainted when you told him you were pregnant, flat out fainted
  • but when he woke up he hugged you really tight and kissed your belly and your lips
  • helps you with morning sickness by rubbing your back and handing you a glass of water, and gives you back and ankle messages
  • is v excited to shop for pregnancy clothes when you start to show
  • waits outside the changing room with a gigantic smile on his face, getting a few looks from the women walking in and out and carries all you bags
  • 100/10 the most liberal with compliments
  • tries every concoction that you come up with bc of your cravings, some of the most awful ones that he’s forced down with a smile are; chicken nuggets and custard, onions and vanilla ice cream, rice with brown sugar and barbecue sauce, and salt and vinegar crisps and nacho cheese.
  • poor daichi 
  • “this is my wife, she’s PREGNANT” “dude, we know, we were there when you showed us the sonograph pictures, and the pregnancy test, and we were there when you showed us your maternity and paternity photos”
  • beware he will hide all the coffee so you can’t have any, and he doesn’t drink while you can’t
  • suga and chikara are the second and third fathers to your unborn child
  • when you into labour you bet your bottom dollar that suga and chikara are up and at your house before daichi has even registered what is happening, screaming about the baby coming RIGHT NOW
  • over all fun experience and now your child has two godfathers

Ushijima

  • when you told him he rested his hand on your stomach as he kissed you softly
  • he will drive you to get whatever food ur craving at 2am 
  • he has a ten step birthplace prepared and ready, the bag is packed before your second trimester
  • a hand rested on your stomach or on your waist all the damn time
  • the entire birth plan typed up and laminated and hanging on your fridge. in your third trimester, bc he gets low key worried, he tries to get you to follow the birth plan as a safety exercise - you love him but it’s a bit much
  • he fixes up maternity clothes?? like this boy knows how to sew?? elastic in everything
  • 10/10 plays volleyball professionally in college and ushijima just like, never talks about you. it’s not so much that he doesn’t want to, it’s that it never really comes up, so you can imagine the media’s surprise when;
  • “any love in the future for you?” “oh, yeah, i’m having a baby” “uh???? *confused whispering* really??” “yeah, with my spouse.” *more confused whispering*
  • tendou is the godfather, obviously, and he dotes way too much
  • the baby has accumulated too much stuff too quickly, such as, two cots, one baby bouncer, mountains of clothes, and a giant teddy bear.
  • semi was the one who stopped tendou from buying the giant bunny 
  • after the baby was born semi and tendou arrive arms ladened with flowers and balloons and food like, “we heard and we brought gifts, now we wanna hold the baby”
10

I’m playing catch up, and I’m too far behind. I’ve been working lots of hours again, and I’ve been sick off and on over the past two weeks or so, so I haven’t been here very much. I’ve missed you lovely people.

I had to get out of the house this morning. I’m determined to walk an average of at least half an
hour a day. It makes such a difference to my mood and motivation. I got out for about 45 minutes this morning, and then I did crunches, planks, and what pass for push-ups in my brain.

My oldest is home for the weekend, and we heard all about her trip to Bangladesh last night. I will fill you guys in soon.

It looks like I may be going to Costa Rica in June, and I am getting excited. I will let you know if it goes through.

Now I have to wake up my 15-year-old, because my boss has offered her $12 an hour to get some general work done in our office today.

Have a great Saturday, friends!

chloef8899  asked:

Chris has a boyfriend named Will have you not seen any resent videos or interviews? he talks about him all the time in those. sorry if I'm coming off as rude but they have been together for like FOUR YEARS

Part 2: f you don’t believe me there is tons a different videos and pics of them on Chriscolfernews. And there actually super cute together

Part 3:  And also a friend of mine knows chris and will and she says that they just had there 4 year anniversary in January, and they get really sick and tired of Will getting hate messages from you people. GLEE IS OVER!!! JEEEZZZZZ. Also have you not been on Chris’s Colfer’s instagram he has posted stuff with his bf. I just find it kind of disrespectful and rude that’s all. I’m not asking you to support there relationship but stop posting a bunch of bs that isn’t real!!!!

Part 4:  One last thing if you weren’t so new to all of this u would have seen the interviews that Chris goes to and he was asked about his real boyfriend and if they write together because Will is a screenwrite. (he said yes) he also hasn’t seen this Darren guy since glee ended and btw he has a girlfriend and they have been together since glee started. If u even read Chris’s frickin books u would know him and will are dating!!!! Because he dedicated the last one to him

Part 5:  I’m sure u are a nice person but this is the most ridiculous thing I have ever seen in my life😂

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Oh thank you, thank you. Its been a long week and I am so tired. Its been beyond stressful and you just made my day.  If i wasn’t so new to this? Honey, i am not new to this. I have been around for quite some time and I assure you I have read of all Chris’ books. And I am well aware he has recently named Will as his BF and that he dedicated his book to his favorite human spell checker.

Newsflash, Chris Colfer news is PR. They post what the agenda is. the agenda is to try to sell Chill. Why? Oh I know, I know!!!!!  Because Chris is in a relationship with an actor is is in the closet. And the spotlight has shined brightly on CC for years. and therefore, in order to dim that spotlight, Chris needs to have his own fake relationship. This is called PR. Something that is common in Hollywood. Will is a merkin, a person that is the pretend boyfriend commonly used as a source of protection for one’s actual significant other.  Ever question why Ashley is always with them? Even on their trip to London? Its just so odd….

Oh my naive friend who doesn’t have a clue. Open your eyes. Have you read Chris’ books?  Um Ezmia? MorInA? I guess he just likes to thrown shade at a former co-stars gf. No other reason he would name his villains after her. One of whom has locked Froggy in a mirror. You know Froggy a/k/a Darren who is engaged to Red a/k/a Chris who is trapped by MorInA. And let’s not forget Chris has dedicated a book to Darren. It is called Little Red’s Guide to Royalty. I really suggest you read that one. It has some amazing insight to the current situation.  Here’s a little post i did (X)

And if not that have you read Stranger? Cause there is a whole chapter called Truth Shaming that tells you that celebrities lie!!! Imagine that!!!!!! Shocking I know.  Straight from Chris who says this it’s the most autobiographical book to date. Here is my post on that particular chapter (X)

And Darren has a girlfriend?  Yes, the one that is under contract to play his plus one. And insufferable spoiled brat that lives with a man named BEN.

You see, Darren signed his life away when he joined Fox. And the last thing Fox wanted was (a) for Darren to come out as straight and (b) for there to be any reason to suspect that Darren and Chris were a couple. So heavy bearding commenced in season 4 and it has been relentless since. Why?  No one knows. An obvious mistake.  Fox should have chosen to capitalize on it. But all they could see was the $$$ Darren brought in as their straight teenage dream,

And sadly years later, this is the mess they find themselves in. And they are stuck trying to balance what is right for them, their careers, and for their naive fans who would rather see them both with completely unequal partners than be with each other. It is beyond my comprehension. But this is where we are.

I beg of you. Please take off the blinders.  It is beyond obvious what the truth is.  And for the record. You haven’t a clue what I know. But trust me, it is more than enough to not doubt even for one second what I know to be fact.

Chenle - Ramyeon and Man Colds

Originally posted by kunxxxsol

Warnings: None

Type: Fluff

Requested by: Anon

Request: Fluffy Chenle Scenario

(DON’T OWN THE GIF)

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“I can’t believe you let yourself get this sick, Y/N!” Chenle hissed, eyes filled with a mixture of worry and frustration as he covered you with yet another heated blanket.

“It’s not like I got the flu on purpose, Chenle.” You croaked, a relaxed sigh escaping your mouth as the warmth of your blankets grazed against your skin.

“No, but it’s still your fault.” He stated, “Winter is barley over and you always go outside with short sleeves! Plus, you never take any type of vitamins or go to the doctor when you feel ill! I can’t believe you don’t have bronchitis or haven’t had to be hospitalized!”

You looked at Chenle and scoffed, your pale and clammy hands slowly pulling the blanket up your neck and over your chin. “The flu doesn’t work like that, idiot. I probably got it from Mr. Man Cold over there.”

Chenle looked to where you pointed and sighed, the sight of Haechan lying in the recliner on the other side of the room taking over his vision. Haechan was just as sick as you, if not more, and was currently covered with about 10 blankets and had the contents of a now empty tissue box sprawled around him. You would probably feel bad for him if you hadn’t known that he was the reason you were so sick in the first place.

“I thought it was just a man cold!” Haechan defended, his voice breaking off into a coughing fit as he desperately tried to breath in through his clogged nose.

“That’s not a thing!” You coughed back just as violently, your voice hoarse and throat burning.

“Is too!”

“Is not!”

“Is too!”

“Is not!”

“Is t-”

“ENOUGH.” Chenle yelled, his face filled with frustration as he stood in the area between you and Haechan. “It doesn’t matter who got who sick. What matters is that you get better. And yeah, Haechan, you were in idiot in thinking that you only had a quote on quote ‘man cold’, but-”

“But, Chenle I swear -”

“BUT, it’s okay. Y/N forgives you, right jagi-yah.”

“No.”

“C’mon, jagi-yah.”

“No.”

“Don’t be stubborn.”

“No.”

“Jagi-yah, please!”

“Alright, fine! I forgive you, Haechan!” You said, your voice meant to come out in a exasperated yell but only coming out in a desperate whisper.

“Good.” Chenle smiled, his arms quickly unfolding from in front of his chest. “Now that that’s all settled, we need to work on getting you guys better. I’m going to need 2 water bottles, some cough drops, a heck ton of green tea, and some ramyeon.”

Chenle immediately made his way toward the kitchen, his eyes laced with determination and confidence as he started to look for all the items he needed. You couldn’t help but give him a small smile, the sight of your boyfriend being so worried about the health of you and his band mate making your heart flutter.

“Haechan!” Chenle called out suddenly, his full body coming into view as he stood closer to the entry to the living room. “I can’t find the ramyeon. You made it last, do you know what happened to it?”

“I don’t know.” Haechan coughed, his eyes becoming glassy as they began to water. “Why don’t you go to Marks room and ask his hair?”

“Funny!” A voice called out, the small sound of feet making contact with the floor becoming increasingly louder as it made it’s way closer to you. You looked up to see a blurry Mark walking into the kitchen, the fast and sudden movement making your already foggy and disoriented vision even more foggy and even more disoriented.

You let out a small giggle at Haechans remark, your throat and chest throbbing with pain as the small vibration trailed over your body. You whined, your face quickly snuggling deeper into the covers in hopes of gaining some sort of comfort.

“Here, Y/n.” You boyfriend suddenly said from above you, the sweet smell of some type of tea wafting through the air and making it’s way into your nostrils. You looked up at him and smiled in thanks, quickly reaching out and taking the warm cup from his hands. He gave you a small nod and smiled back, slowly leaning down and placing a sweet kiss on the top of your head. 

He pulled back and looked toward Haechan, his head cocking to the side as Haechan let out a series of sneezes into the contents of yet another tissue box. Chenle shook his head, a laugh of disbelief escaping his lips as he made his way back into the kitchen.

“Man cold? What an idiot.”

okay, so… because I’m sick I can’t do much except lay in bed and try to breathe lolol I decided to download photoshop (thank you to my wife, @taylortheferret ) and follow @ciruelabob ‘s tutorial real quick :o (you have the most relaxing voice by the way!!! it’s so beautiful! :~D) so I did the basic gif thing and got this??? it’s super nice I’m pretty happy with the colors :o 

thank you for the tutorial, darling! <3 it gave my sick butt something to do :p hopefully I can continue learning how and get better as I go <3 

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stop yelling ‘parkour’ when you scale fences and run across the road that’s dangerous and an incredibly inefficient detour so gET BACK HERE


“Ethan!” Tyler yelled, running after his idiotic best friend as he hopped over another fence, yelling ‘PARKOUR!’

Tyler caught up to Ethan, seeing that shit-eating grin that he war. His hair was disheveled, a bright blue mess sitting on his head. Tyler sighed, grabbing Ethan’s arm and dragging him to the Starbucks, their original destination.

“Aw cmon dude, that was sick and you know it!” Ethan whined as he trailed behind Tyler. Tyler shook his head disapprovingly, looking back at the shorter boy. His eyes were wide and his had a sad look on his face. Tyler forced himself to turn around, although he’d love to spend hours staring at that face.

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My partner finally had sex with someone else (which I thought was gonna be fine), but I feel all kinds of pain. Knots in my stomach, couldn’t sleep—I actually literally made myself sick. I’m not sure why I feel this way—help! I was feeling prepared for this before but it feels so raw again.

I am really sorry that you are feeling this way! First, think about whether this is a common reaction to stress or fear in your life. This kind of extreme response to anxiety might be part of a larger problem. It’s worth talking to a doctor or mental health professional about how your sleep and stomach are impacted by your emotions. There may be ways you can get help.

Second, take some time to think through why you feel this bad. Sometimes, strong emotions are important clues that let us know we have a need that isn’t getting met. And other times, they are just mind gremlins throwing tantrums. You need to figure out whether this is a signal that you and your partner have a lot more work to do to help you feel safe and healthy, or whether this is an annoying ‘side effect’ of your new arrangement that you need to wait out or mitigate.

What kinds of thoughts and fears are going through your head and accompanying the pain? Can you identify and put them into words? Are there phrases or images that are coming up for you? Have you felt like this before, and if so, what were the trigger and the solution then? If you had a “best case scenario” magic wand to get whatever you wanted, what would you want? Those are good starting points for a conversation with your partner.

Summer: Wow, it’s really coming down. Hope the Inn isn’t too far from here.

Qrow: Yeah, i’m freezing myah…ah–AAAHCHOO! -shivers- …my ass off.

Summer: Hey! Don’t catch a cold! Raven will kick MY ass all over Vale if we show up to meet them and you’re sick! You just had to leave your coat back in the dorm room!

Qrow: It’s too much added weight! I travel light! -watches Summer glare at him and sniffs- Well, what do you propose? I don’t assume you have another cloak hidden in there somewhere? -scans Summer sarcastically-

Summer: -shoves him and pouts-…No, but…-pulls her hood down- you can get smaller. Come on. -pats her shoulder-

Qrow: What? You sure you want me to–

Summer: -pats again- We don’t have all day, bird boy. -smirks- Get your tail feathers up here so that I can put my hood back up.

Qrow: -smirks back and plants a quick kiss on her cheek- You’re the best, Short-Stack. -changes form and lands on her shoulder without haste-

Summer: -throws her hood back up- Alright, lets keep moving before it gets any worse out here.


Crow Qrow is so fun to draw interacting with Summer.

Like the stupid teenager he is, Qrow is too cool for things like ‘a jacket’. When it rains on a mission or on campus, he usually either sucks it up, or if he’s lucky and Summer is around, snuggles up under her hood in his avian form.

anonymous asked:

Can you please do the rfa reacting to a sick mc? Thank you!

I get sick basically every other week and I wish that I had the RFA members to take care of me! This was a super fun request so I hope that you like it!! :3


Yoosung

  • Yoosung’s lived on his own for a while so when he realizes that you’re sick, he has a pretty good idea of how to take care of you
  • Nurse Yoosung Mode: Activated 
  • Lowkey excited to brag about his medical knowledge to you since he’s been studying extra at his university
  • “Yoosung, these are nice facts, but you know that I’m not a dog right?” You tell him
  • Poor boy blushes bright red and decides to just take care of you the proper way
  • He makes the best homemade soup you’ve ever had 
  • Once Yoosung’s given you some medicine and you’ve fallen asleep, he goes to the convenience store to buy you lots of goodies
  • It’s nothing major, just some of your favorite candy, some heating pads, and a new movie for the two of you to watch
  • Yoosung comes home, puts the movie on, cuddles with you on the bed, not caring if he gets sick, and rubs your tummy so you until you feel better
  • The two of you end up falling asleep and by the time you wake up, you’re already feeling much better thanks to your precious little cuties

Zen

  • When Zen wakes up to find you in the bathroom throwing up, he gets so worried
  • Of course he’ll be a good boyfriend and hold your hair away from your face and rub your back soothingly
  • He makes you lay back down but from there, Zen’s lost
  • Zen doesn’t even remember the last time he was sick so he has no clue on how to help you
  • He quickly asks Jaehee what he should do and gets some good advice
  • Zen tries, but completely fails, while trying to make you something to eat so he ends up making you some warm tea and getting you some crackers
  • When you wake up, Zen helps you eat some and drink but you tell him how tired you are
  • Zen grabs another blanket for you and lies down with you, singing softly while he gently plays with your hair
  • You end up falling asleep for a while and when you wake up feeling much better, you see Zen still by your side
  •  Zen gives you lots of small kisses and you thank him for taking such good care of you, boosting his ego even more

Jaehee

  • She tries to avoid getting sick at all cost since she doesn’t want to miss work
  • But when she wakes up and sees you’ve become a sweating mess, Jaehee sighs and calls off work for the day
  • You wake up feeling dizzy and try to get out of bed only to have Jaehee come in and scold you for getting sick in the first place
  • You only nod weakly but she then brings in some medicine and a cold wash cloth for your forehead
  • Once you take a quick power nap, Jaehee helps you get a soothing cold shower to try and bring your temperature down
  • She then puts in one of Zen’s musical DVDs and brings you some soup to enjoy
  • Jaehee notices you dozing off and she giggles, getting ready to leave to let you sleep
  • But you call her and tell her that you can’t sleep without her
  • She sighs but smiles and she lays down next to you, holding you close to her
  • By the time you wake up, your temperature has gone completely down and you see Jaehee still sleeping
  • You made a mental note to buy her some new coffee as a thank you gift

Jumin

  • He wakes up only to find you not in bed with him
  • Jumin wanders around to find you in the kitchen, shakily trying to get yourself a glass of water
  • When he sees you almost faint, Jumin’s immediately at your side to hold you in his arms
  • He’s got his phone ready to call the doctors when you tell him that you only have a cold and that it’s okay
  • Jumin decides to take the day off so that he can take care of you, even though he’s not really sure what he’s doing
  • Tries his best to make you something to eat but almost burns down his kitchen so he ends up calling the chef in
  • When he returns to the bedroom, Jumin has everything you could possible ask for
  • Gourmet soup, an array of warm drinks, extra blankets and pillows, heating pads, warm wash clothes, so may different types of medicine, a humidifier, just basically everything
  • Jumin makes you eat some and decides to read to you so you can fall asleep easily
  • When he sees you finally asleep, he smiles and takes a bunch of blurry pictures because you look so cute to him
  • You wake up feeling much better so you and Jumin cuddle the day away 

Seven 

  • Seven had finished a long day of work and went to go bother you
  • He went to find you laying down in bed looking like you were in pain
  • Seven immediately went to your side and felt that your skin was freezing cold 
  • Since Seven had to take care of his sickly brother a lot when they were younger, he actually knew exactly what to do
  • The problem was Seven had little food and no medicine at his home so he went out on a mission to the convenience store
  • When you woke up, you saw Seven in a nurse cosplay, medicine on a tray, and with a wink said “How may I serve you master MC?”
  • You couldn’t stop laughing until you had a coughing fit
  • He went straight to your side and patted your back, giving you some medicine and water
  • All day long, Seven told you all kinds of jokes and constantly sending you memes 
  • He laid down with you, rubbing your back and making sure that you were tucked in tight with lots of blankets
  • You woke up telling Seven that you were feeling better thanks to him taking good care of you
  • Seven smiled brightly and said “Well laughter is the best medicine MC!”

~ Request and Match-Ups are Open! ~ 

anonymous asked:

" He’s seen Viktor so sick that he can’t remember his own name" i would love to see this if you're up for it!!!

@skatinggays @farashasilver @forovnix


“Hello?” asks Yuuri, knocking on the doorframe of the open bedroom door. 

All he gets in response is a disgruntled whine from the pile of blankets in the bed. Gingerly, Yuuri clambers onto the bed, peels back the topmost blanket, and is confronted with a mess of silver hair and baleful blue eyes. 

“Viktor, are you okay?” Yuuri asks quietly, looking at him.

Viktor blinks up at him. “Who?” he asks.

Yuuri raises an eyebrow. “You,” he says. “Viktor.”

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