baby was so neglected

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It is 100% canon (and definitely not at all something I’m making up right now) that one of the “younglings” Cassian referred to training in ACOWAR was Azriel once he finally arrived in the Illyrian camp after years of being locked up?

Just imagine: Rhys and Cassian are still at that “grudgingly accepting that you’re in my life but I don’t have to like you” stage when Az shows up and they just look at each other and that’s when they realize they’re the same. Because they can’t leave another Bastard to fend for himself.

So they find him in his pathetic excuse for a tent alone on that godforsaken frozen mountain his very first night and bring him to Rhys’s mother and are like “he followed us home can we keep him?” And every night for years they work with baby Az on strengthening those weakened wings that have been neglected for so long and it’s hard because Azriel was right, the mental blocks are different. But they don’t give up on him. And Rhys learns that hey, Cassian’s sense of humor is okay after all and Cassian is shocked to learn that Rhys isn’t nearly the brat he’d marked him as and Azriel slowly discovers that not everyone in this world wants him locked away in the shadows.

By the end of those years not only can Azriel soar across the sky better than even the purest-blooded Illyrian trainees, but he can do so with two new brothers

I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Twenty-Two

Summary: Keeping the adoption a secret for so long comes back to bit you in the ass, and Jared has some age-related hang ups
Words: 3.5k
Jared x Reader x Gen, Jensen, Danneel, Zep, Tom, Shep
Warnings: mild angst, bearded Jensen, shirtless Jared
Beta: @blacksiren

I Know Your Wife - Masterpost

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Everything had been going great until you woke to eight missed calls from your agent and three group emails from higher-ups at Supernatural.

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anonymous asked:

i don't know about you but i headcannon andrew being really effing good with kids, especially babies. imagine matt's and dan's baby crying non stop and everyone is so t i r e d and their reunion is busted but in comes andrew picks the kid up before anyone can react and magic happens (is andrew alex karev from grey's anatomy? hell yes) i'm sorry i just melt thinking about this

  • Andrew has been in three foster homes with babies in them
  • In the first, he was one of three children (Andrew plus two biological children) and his foster mother smothered her biological children with affection and neglected Andrew completely
  • Andrew hated the baby and the other kid because they were treated like royalty while Andrew suffered
  • In the second, Andrew’s foster parents made him look after the foster baby also living there
  • Andrew hated looking after the baby and he hated the baby and he hated his foster parents
  • They were getting money to take care of Andrew and the baby, but they didn’t look after either of them and made Andrew look after the baby
  • Andrew hated every single minute of looking after that stupid baby, but he had to look after him so that his foster parents would feed him
  • Andrew might have spent all of his time at his foster home taking care of the baby and all of his time at school falling asleep on his desk, but at least he got to eat

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Originally posted by notias1

This man has me under that robotic thumb and I am okay with that.

This man was literally an asshat the whole movie but if he continues to say baby in the southern accent that is thicker than sausage gravy IDGAF what he does. 

   He could be like “Bye baby I’m off to work at that horrible factory where we grow little mutant babies and neglect the fuck out of em so that they can be used as weapons never getting the slightest chance at a normal life.” and then I’d kiss him on the cheek and say “Okay baby I love you, have fun, do good.” as he walked out the door. 

Better as Three Part 5 (M) (FINAL)



Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4

Characters:  Mark Tuan (GOT7) x You (OC/Reader) x Im Jaebum (JB, GOT7)

Genre:  Smut

Length:      7,507 words

Plot:  For about a year and half of being together, you and Mark did notice one thing that Jaebum really lacks on, patience and losing control.  Always the dominant one in bed, and always gets what he wants.  One night, he agrees to do a switch, and you and Mark are definitely going to make the most out of it.

Warning/s:  Poly!Markbum, Polyamorous relationship, Shameless Threesome, Boy to boy, Rimming, Ass play, Anal Sex, Sub!JB (askdlghasldkehh), Bondage, Sight Deprivation, Edging, Dom!Mark, Dom!Reader, Orgasm Denial, Edging, Jaebum shamelessly begging, etc.

A/N:  Final chapter for this series before I start with the prequel!  OK as usual, filthy, detailed, and very graphic smut ahead. As you have read on the warnings, there will be boy to boy scenes so read at your own risk.  Also, this is pure indulgence, if you are not comfortable with Jaebum being sub in general, then this is not for you.  If you’re okay with everything, then go ahead and sin with me ;)

“You agreed to this.”  

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Bad Girls

Pairing: Im Jaebum x Reader

Genre: Smut/PWP

Word count: 584

A/N: Happy Kinktober! I wanted to do a got7 one because I feel like I’m kinda neglecting my babies these days, so here ya go! Masterlist is here, as always. Requests are OPEN!

Warnings: daddy kink, spanking, dom/sub, swearing.

       “Our room. Now.” Jaebum points to the bedroom and you reluctantly oblige, the look on his face telling you he’s not happy with you. You roll your eyes, sighing and taking your time in trudging to the bedroom.

       “Daddy, I–” you start to whine, but he cuts you off, closing the bedroom door behind him. He sits down on the edge of the bed, his eyes smoldering. He grabs your hand, pulling you to sit down next to him. “Don’t talk. Over my knee,” he says. Jaebum leans back and waits, and you roll your eyes again. “Stop it,” he warns through clenched teeth.

       You take your time in positioning yourself over his knee, wiggling your skirt-and-panty-covered ass in the air in anticipation. He lifts your skirt and practically rips your panties off, his cock already starting to harden under your navel. “You’ve been a bad girl, baby. You know what happens to bad girls?” he spits.

       You wait to respond, your ass tingling in anticipation. If you tease him like this, your punishment will be worse, but you love it when he’s like this. “Answer daddy,” he snarls, taking hold of your hair.

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honestly i forgot my tumblr existed because i’ve been active on Instagram but hi!!!!!! I’m so sorry for neglecting my absolute baby,, my tumblr!!!! :(how are u all??? i hope that you’ve all been doing good ✨ take care of yourself <3 have some of these spooky notes 📝

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baby makes three

this is based off @softjimon ’s adorable post about jimon doing the fake baby project and taking it super seriously

Jace didn’t even know why he signed up to take a life skills class.

When quickly filling out his course selection at the end of his junior year, only a few hours before the deadline, Jace’s only goal had been to get all of his credits. He’d had a gap to fill, one more class he needed to sign up for, and Magnus had helpfully suggested taking what was called “Life Management and Development” because he’d taken it the year before and it was supposedly a blow-off.

Magnus was mostly right. For most of the year the class consisted of watching Lifetime movies and learning how to hold down a job. Jace used the class to pester Simon into helping him with his stats homework.

Simon, who for some unfathomable reason would stop at nothing to take every advanced class he could, was only in life skills because his mother wanted him to relax in his senior year and try not to stress after a breakdown at the end of his junior year that put him out of commission for a few days.

It was kind of nice, Jace thought, to have a class with Simon. He never got to hang out with Simon without the rest of the group, and through the year Jace learned a lot about him.

And even after all that learning, he was surprised when Simon immediately put his hand on Jace’s wrist the moment Ms. Rollins announced a partner project.

“Really?” Jace asked, eyebrows raised. “You want to pair with me? For a major grade? Even though you can see me filling out my homework that’s due next period as we speak?”

Simon rolled his eyes. “It’s life skills, Jace. It won’t be hard. And I don’t want to be with anyone but you. I don’t even know these other peoples’ names.”

“And you’re hoping you’ll be a good influence on me?” Jace guessed. Simon smirked.

“If only that were possible.”

Admittedly, a fake baby project wasn’t anything that Jace ever imagined himself participating in. And Magnus hadn’t done it last year, so Jace never even considered the horrible possibility.

Apparently Simon didn’t have that problem.

“She’s cute!” Simon exclaimed, sounding pleased as he and Jace both peered into the plastic carrier at their baby. It was scarily realistic, with a little rubbery face and an actual real diaper, which Jace personally felt like was a waste of a diaper that a real baby could use.

“The baby will behave like a real baby.” Rollins said from the head of the class. “It will cry, it will be hungry, it will need to be changed. On the clock, not just when you’re at school. Now I have no way of knowing if one partner is doing all the work, but I’m trusting you and your partner to share the work evenly. Like how a real, successful marriage would operate.”

“Did I propose to you?” Jace whispered to Simon. “Or did you propose to me?”

“You proposed to me.” Simon responded. “I said no the first three times, but I was after your money.”

“Jokes on you.”

“This is a major grade, people!” Rollins announced. “If the baby is neglected, the data gets sent to me. So for the next two weeks, take care of that baby.”

“Well, I think the obvious thing to do is name her Leia.” Simon declared immediately, and Jace honestly wasn’t even surprised. He didn’t care what they called the fake baby, but he felt the need to argue anyways.

“I don’t think she likes it.” Jace said thoughtfully, and they both studied the expressionless face of their baby. Simon leaned in, his head right beside the baby’s face.

“She just told me she loves it.”

“She can’t even talk yet!”

“Yes she can.” Simon grinned. “Our daughter is a genius.”

The baby wasn’t that bad. Whenever she cried in class, Jace was always shooed into the hall by his teachers and he got to miss a few minutes of boring lessons. And it was stupid, he knew that, but holding the baby and getting her electronic cries to eventually lessen made him feel a dumb sense of pride.

“She cried like, three less times than usual.” Jace told Simon as he passed Leia off during lunch. “I think she’s acclimating.”

“I read about emotional maturity.” Simon answered as he took a bite of salad. “Even a few days can make a huge difference in the ways infants behave.”

“Guys.” Clary pulled their attention from Leia, who was being fed by Jace from the plastic bottle that was always in Simon’s bag. “This is really sweet, the way you guys are getting along and–and raising a child–”

“It’s weird.” Alec deadpanned. “She’s plastic.”

“Hey, it’s a good project.” Simon said defensively, reaching for Leia so he could hold her protectively against his chest. “Good parenting is an important skill to learn.”

“Yeah, Alec.” Jace stuck his tongue out at his brother. “I’m learning valuable skills. When you and Magnus have a kid, you’ll call me and be like ‘Jace, please, we need your expertise because our child hates us and won’t stop crying!’ And I’m just gonna be like, I don’t know guys remember when you made fun of Leia?”

“Boom.” Simon knocked his fist against Jace’s.

“Maybe we should really be questioning why Jace and Simon are suddenly attached at the hip?” Magnus said with a wide smile, eyeing the point of connection where the boys’ knees were touching.

“Children who experience divorce can be severely emotionally stunted.” Simon supplied. “As Leia’s dads, we love her too much to hate each other.”

“Is this is chi-squared test or a goodness of fit test?” Jace asked, showing Simon his current stats question. Simon didn’t bother to look, too focused on Leia to move his gaze.

“Is it uni-variate or bi-variate?”

Jace looked back down at the paper and groaned. He fell back against Simon’s bed, burying his face in one of Simon’s pillows which smelled exactly like strawberry shampoo and cologne. The signature Simon Lewis scent, which Jace was becoming accustomed to.

“I’m going to fail stats.”

“At least you won’t fail life skills.” Simon said cheerfully. “Rollins said we have the highest grade so far. And only one week left.”

“Is it dumb that I’m going to miss her?” Jace mumbled. “I mean, I paid good money for that onesie. And endured a good two days of mockery from my siblings.”

“I think it’s cute.” Simon said thoughtfully. “You’re a good dad.”

“You too.”

Simon yawned and flopped down to lay beside Jace. He securely placed Leia between them and closed his eyes, unaware of Jace continuing to stare at him. If he was being honest, the end of the project would be difficult because it would mean the end of having a reason to constantly be around Simon.

Not that he didn’t see Simon everyday at lunch and in class and every time the group hung out. But, still. He liked having some alone time with Simon. He liked looking at the soft expression on Simon’s face when he held Leia, or the way his curls fell over his eyes. Or the way his eyelashes fluttered as he fell asleep, which Jace was appreciating for the first time currently.

He stared for awhile until he felt himself dozing off. He was almost entirely out when Leia started crying, the electronic sound of her sobs filling the quiet bedroom. Simon shifted on the bed, his hands shoving Leia gently into Jace’s chest.

“Your turn, J.” He muttered before drifting off again.

Jace sat up and cradled Leia to his chest. He’d never really considered having a traditionally domestic life, with a spouse and a child and all of that. And maybe he was getting ahead of himself, but holding his fake baby and looking at his fake, peacefully sleeping husband, Jace reached the conclusion that maybe this wasn’t so bad.

And maybe he didn’t need a plastic baby to spend time with Simon, to hang out at Simon’s house and take naps beside Simon and call him teasing pet-names.

So when Leia stopped crying, Jace settled back down beside Simon and began to plan a way to ask him out. He was fairly certain that Simon would say yes. How could he say no to his husband?

I’m Your Good Boy (M) // Jung Hoseok

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader

Summary: Your boyfriend comes home extremely tense and in desperate need of your help to wind down. 

Genre: nsfw // explicit smut // sub!hoseok // dom!reader // orgasm denial // sex toys - please don’t continue unless you’re okay with these subjects

Words: 2.8K

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For @winchesterandpie…enjoy!

Y/N groaned with growing irritation as she looked down at her project. Despite it being the weekend, she had been working her project. It didn’t help that it was due the following Monday. She intertwined her fingers in her hair as she held her head up, elbows on the table. Her jaw clenched as she nearly snarled at the project.

“Why didn’t I take the lower level class?” she huffed, her shoulders slumping.
“Everything all right, doll?” a soothing voice asked.

Y/N glanced over her shoulder to smile at Steve, her boyfriend. The super soldier wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back into his chest. She smiled languidly at him before turning back to the project.

“I wish it were,” she admitted.
He rested his chin on her shoulder. “What’s the matter?”
“It’s this damned project for my 400 level class that’s due Monday. I’m most definitely going to fail it,” she exasperated.
He pecked her cheek. “I don’t think so,” he encouraged, “You’re incredibly intelligent.”
She smiled softly. “Yeah right. If I were, this would be done by now.”
Steve nuzzled into her neck. “You’ve just been staring at it too long. You should take a break: stare at something else.”
“Oh yeah? Like what?”
“Hmm,” he hummed with a smile, “Maybe your attention-starved boyfriend.”
“Aww,” she teased, turning in his arms to face him, “my poor baby. So neglected, aren’t you? Should I give your belly a scratch?”
He chuckled. “Now you’re just making fun of me.”
She pecked his nose. “Only in the best of ways.”

Steve’s extremely soft gaze remained on the woman he loved. He laid his forehead against hers. She looked up at him with an incredible amount of adoration. After a few more blissful moments, Steve smirked.

“C’mon doll,” he encouraged, going to grab her hand.
She smiled. “Where to?”
His eyes sparkled. “It’s a surprise.”
Y/N fake-pouted, wrapping her arms around his. “Aww. Can I at least have a hint?”
“Let’s just say it’ll help you gain a new perspective,” he replied.

Y/N pulled until they stopped right in front of the door. Steve looked at her with an arched brow. She got on her tiptoes and kissed her boyfriend on the lips. He returned it easily.

“I love you, Steve,” she told him.
He beamed. “I love you too, Y/N…Now let’s get you refreshed.”
“Oooh! That was another hint!” she teased as they left the apartment.

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Aye just an update from the hospital:

My porker coworker got fired for stealing food from the nourishment on top of not coming in for work for the last month and a half.

It was always a new excuse:

  • I got into a car accident
  • I feel sick
  • My husband is sick
  • My granny died
  • My cat died
  • My aunt died
  • My car won’t work
  • Doesn’t call or accept calls but swears her phone lines are down 
  • My feet/back/legs hurt so I can’t come in today
  • No parking spot on level 2 and the elevators don’t work in garage so I can’t come in 

leaving me and the other human sized coworkers to pick up her slack despite her being hired on to work those few days.

I had to skip out on my workout routines, my homework hours and neglect family time just so our babies could leave on time from the hospital but nooooo the fat fuck who is ’oh so nerdy so therefore she’s better than us “skinny” bitches’ was just fucking around.

How do I know this?

Miss ‘nerdy’ is Facebook friends with a (ex)mutual of mine who I have yet to delete/block yet.

I have been able to go back to all the times she’s called in with a lame ass excuse to see porker is just playing on the beach and taking (time stamped) selfies of herself because after working maybe one day in a months time while STILL reaping benefits (healthcare and the like) from the job because she “deserves” it as many of her selfie captions proclaim.

 I take this to our boss who seems more than relived that I have this evidence because guess what? The only reason porker got hired is because her church congregation pressured my boss into doing so.

Apparently my boss absently minded stated she needed to find more workers in a private conversation with another church goer and porker’s mom overheard it and then with plenty of eyes on our boss was forced to interview/hire her. 

My boss agrees with me that porker shouldn’t have been hired since out of all 5 of us she’s the one that not only gets the most negative reviews here when she does decide she’s fit (as if I can fit 2 of me inside her skin and STILL have room to wiggle around) to work BUT I’m not the only fit nurse that sees her stuffing her face with our food meant for the mothers.

So far my hospital is doing one of those hidden camera sting ring things to see who is stealing from nourishment but want to take a guess who the worst offenders are?

Our horrendously overweight/obese porker nurses!

What a shock!

They have been documenting what they’ve been taking (my ex coworker included) for review to see if they’re worth keeping or if its enough to fire them on the spot.

They’re also got a cameras on the floor as well meaning they get to see who has been leaving food shit on the floors/files and who is taking more than their fair share for a break.

As far as I know that’ll take out a good 8-15 nurses off the payroll for this meaning we’ll be understaffed until they find new (hopefully human sized) nurses that won’t be such lazy fucks who steal food but only if they don’t decided to ’give them a warning’ so they have time to fuck up again.

I just really hope they just fire the porkers just like my former fatty coworker because honestly they are just a drain on everything.

I shouldn’t have to do the job of 5 nurses because they all decide that their ‘suga’ fix at Starbucks is more important than their patients. 

I shouldn’t have to do their jobs for what I get paid.

I’m supposed to be their for babies only and not their fucking outsourced maid to start doing their shit for them for the sake of the moms/babies or babysit their fat asses to DO THEIR DAMN JOB.

Fuck I even had 9 nurses all decided to have lunch together at Crisper’s leaving only one (human) nurse and me to cater to the mothers and babies on the floor for nearly an hour and we had a full floor that day.

I was supposed to be out by 3 but here I was at almost 6 trying to help the only other nurse get the medications, baths, IVs removed, questions answered, paperwork delivered, food and shit because no one in their fat minds thought it would be a bad idea to leave just one nurse and a technician on the floor!

The sooner we get rid of the dead weight the sooner our hospital will be running at full efficiency.

I am tired of this fat ass shit. They need to get rid of them and do it quick for the sake of our patients and the hospital.

TLDR; you fat fucks crying about this being mean because its ’totes all being looks and not what ALL FATS are like, I actually bust my ass to do things for my work wah wah this is why we need fat accpetance wah wah ignore all my sick days cuz im healthy wah wah’ can sit the fuck down. It’s all you porkers do anyway.

You don’t get off your asses to do your jobs at 100% you do the BARE MINIMUM before sitting down with your king sized snickers because you “earned it” and remind the human sized coworkers to finish what you started.

 Your bodies show a direct correlation to your sloth and gluttony otherwise you wouldn’t look like the Goblin King from the Hobbit. 

Human bodies do not look like that overnight and they sure as hell don’t 'magically’ happen to active healthy people in the course of a month.

You fucked yourselves up with your eating habits and lifestyle. Your bodies reflect the sins from within.

Either get jobs in call centers or get healthy because you 100% are doing shit for actual healthy bodies in the system.

Disclaimer: The above is an anonymous submission.

There was a comment on /v/fatpeoplehate of a person who knew a fat nurse who also stole and ate from nourishment lmao. Idk if that was you or someone else though.

idk if anyone cares but ill be focusing on my original stuff for a while bc ive neglected my baby ocs for so long and they need a little more love;;; my account is @alta.rancia but ill probably change the username soon