breakfast from this morning

Breakfast from this morning! Oats topped with @purely_elizabeth granola, blackberries, blueberries, flaxseed, @woodstockfoods cashew butter, and @califiafarms almond milk 👌

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So this is something I’ve been working on over the weekend. It’s dirty so if you don’t like spanking and dirty talk, this isn’t for you.

WARNING: Mature content

You were being ignored and you were also extremely horny and needy which didn’t go good together. Harry was in the home office doing god knows what and you had barely seen him all day apart from the quick breakfast together this morning and then he had locked himself in those four walls. You had agreed with yourself to give him time to do what he needed and then you would interrupt after a couple hours. You had given him plenty of extra time to deal with business and now you were just growing increasingly impatient by the second. You had checked your emails, read a book, cooked- everything you could think of but nothing could take your mind off the throbbing discomfort between your legs.

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all i want from you is...
  • butterflies in my stomach.
  • morning-after breakfast.
  • hand holding.
  • netflix & cuddle.
  • inside jokes.
  • goodnight texts.
  • wake up calls.
  • your comfiest sweater. the one that smells like you.
  • bear hugs
  • your hands in my hair, on the small of my back, tickling my ribs.
  • pillow talk.
  • forehead&cheek&neck&mouth kisses.
  • a heart next to my contact name.
  • little love notes.
  • a date.
  • a best friend.
  • you.

Breakfast from this morning 😍 oats topped with banana, pomegranate seeds, blackberries, @earthbalance coconut peanut butter, pumpkin seeds, and @purely_elizabeth granola 😋👌 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
To make the oatmeal I cooked it in 1 cup water with cinnamon + chia seeds then right before it was finished I added in half a mashed banana and a little bit of maple syrup!

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Happy Tim/Kon things if you need to be happy right now:

-Kon leaves out vitamins for Tim every morning by his coffee just in case he hasn’t been eating properly again or isn’t getting enough sun.

-Tim always brings home cookies from lunch meetings he’s saved for Kon because he knows Kon loves the black and white cookies from the deli they always order from.

-On lazy weekend mornings they like to eat breakfast on the balcony with Kon soaking up the early sunshine and Tim propping his feet up in Kon’s lap while he reads the paper.

-Kon says ‘I love you’ out loud every chance he gets just to make sure Tim hears him and knows, plus it always manages to make Tim smile when they’re out in public.

-During the fall in Smallville they run through corn mazes together and eat fried oreos at the county fair and Kon always wins Tim the biggest teddy bear they have. And yes, Tim keeps them all. He has a special closet for them and rotates them out to sit in the corner of their bedroom bi-monthly.

-Tim has yet to get tired of feeling how warm Kon is whenever they kiss or hug each other. He washes away any chill from his body and it reminds him of how alive they both are, how lucky, and it really does feel exactly like coming home.

I’ve finished reading ACOMAF a few days ago and, since I can’t stop thinking about it, I came up with this: how the Feysand reunion could go in ACOWAR.

It’s my first time writing for these characters, so bear with me a little.

Feyre kept her answers short during breakfast that morning, trying to keep Tamlin from talking. She was tired of hearing his voice, the impatience she felt threatening to come out as irritation, but, frankly, she did not care.

Not after the message Rhys had sent her yesterday.

After getting past the Spring Lord’s mental shields, she’d made him think that they had slept together - as if she would ever let him touch her after all he had done - before retreating to the privacy of her own room to speak with the man she wished was warming her bed.

The magical paper was already waiting for her underneath her pillows with a pen.

She had written everything she had found out that day, all of the information she had gathered while pretending to be in love with Tamlin, so in love that she’d forgotten what that damned King had done to her sister and was only thankful he had broken the mate bond. As if Rhysand and her could ever be separated.

But people believed in what they wanted to hear, and if that was the sacrifice she had to do for her court, for her family, for her mate – then so be it.

And when the High Lord of the Night Court replied, Feyre could barely understand the words, despite him teaching her how to read.

Rhys told her that she would be going home soon. Probably tomorrow if everything worked out, and, knowing him, he’d make sure everything went smoothly so that she could go to Velaris. To him.

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All I Wanna Do

Requested by: @smutfictionaddicted

6 + Jay Park (for the drabble game, if you’re still doing it, please and thank you). - CL (from @smutfictionaddicted)  A/N: I’M GONNA APOLOGIZE IN ADVANCE CAUSE THIS PROBABLY ISN’T WHAT YOU HAD IN MIND I’M SORRY! If you want something more smutty let me know boo! Part of my reader/pairing request series.

“Is there a reason why you’re naked in my bed?”

There were a lot of things you expected to find when you came home to your apartment. The left over dishes from this morning’s breakfast in your sink and post-its with filled with grocery wish-lists. You were pretty sure that seeing Jay’s perky man titties peaking out over your bed sheets was not one of them. Although, you definitely were not complaining.

You kept an eye on him as you started to shimmy your shoulders to help wiggle out of your coat. Jay knew he had your attention even before you tried to act like he didn’t. He drew one leg out from between charcoal sheets and plopped it on the bed with a dramatic flourish. His hand running up his thigh as he wiggled his eyebrows in your direction.

“You know you’re excited to see these gorgeous ass legs.”

“Oh yes my life is now fulfilled!” You clasped your hands together and raised your voice up to a higher pitch. You gave a little jump for added effect that sent Jay’s eyes rolling. “Seriously, did you go drinking with Loco again?”

“Ugh woman seriously?! I’m waiting for you naked, in bed, and you burst into questioning me instead of bustin’ out of them clothes?”

“The only thing that’s gonna be “bustin’ out,” is your ass when I knock it out of my bed.”

Jay groaned as his body bounced back against the mattress, his arms splayed out around him, taking up all the extra space.

“You never cease to amaze me with your jokes.”

You knew he was being a smart ass. His pout visible even as you turned to start untucking your shirt from your skirt.

“What can I say? I don’t disappoint.”

St. Patrick’s Day in a university town is always surreal. My friend and I saw cops breaking up three different house parties at 11am while we were driving to a grad faculty event.

My breakfast from this morning! I whipped up some granola (baked oats, berries and a whole heap of different nuts with a bit of maple syrup) and served it with banana and mango nice cream, strawberries, mango, soy milk, coconut, strawberries and this a piece of Whittaker’s vegan dark chocolate (it’s ginger and mandarin it tastes so good!) Hope everyone’s having a wonderful 2017! 

-Zoe xx

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Imagine: You and Harry get into a fight and then he apologizes

Both you and Harry had been feeling kind of off from the time you woke up that morning. It was a gloomy, gray Monday and neither of you had gotten much sleep the night before because there was a loud storm and the booming thunder made it hard to fall asleep, and even harder to stay asleep. So it wasn’t a surprise that both of you were a bit snippy that morning.

“Morning,” you mumbled to Harry when you walked into the kitchen to find him buttering a piece of toast, already dressed for the day. It had become a routine since Harry had been back from tour that you would eat breakfast in the morning together before he was off to meetings and events for the day, and then you’d spend the evening and the rest of the night together. 

“Morning, have a good sleep?” The hints of a smirk creeped onto Harry’s face as he knew damn well that neither of you had a good sleep.

“Mmm, great,” you responded sarcastically. 

“Thought so. So, erm, I know we’ve been planning on this vacation next week for awhile now, but I’ve gotta be at a promo event here a couple days after we’re supposed to leave - I know, hold on,” he interrupted himself as he acknowledged the look on your face of pure annoyance with a hint of disappointment. “But you can still leave when we were supposed to and then I can meet you there when I can get away so you can be there longer,” Harry proposed.

“Are you serious, Harry? Like are you actually being serious right now?” You asked, knowing full well that he was but not wanting to believe it. “Harry why the hell would I want to be in Venice for a few days by myself? The whole point is that we weren’t able to have the honeymoon we wanted because of your schedule! This was supposed to be an ‘us’ thing, come on.” Your mouth was slightly ajar and your arms were crossed. You just couldn’t believe his ‘Harry stuff’ was getting in the way of your time together, again.

“Hey now, you know if it was up to me I’d be there with you the whole time, but I just can’t control this stuff! I don’t think it’s very fair that you’re taking it out on me.”

“Don’t even do that, Harry. Don’t even act like you’re the victim here. Why do you always freaking do this!” You started raising your voice without being able to help it as you also found yourself unable to stop yourself from saying whatever was now swirling around in your head.

“Okay, what do you mean ‘always’?” Harry asked with a stern look on his face, lips pursed.

“I mean your career always interferes with ‘us’ stuff! And you know it, Harry. It’s like sometimes I just think how much easier it would be if you weren’t this crazy famous popstar.” You couldn’t help it at all anymore, the words were just pouring out of your mouth.

“Are you kidding me Y/N. What did you want me to do, just drop my whole life once we got together? Just give up everything I’ve ever worked for for one person? Because I worked fucking hard to get where I am and I hope you know I’m not someone who would let just one person stop me from doing what I love!” He knew it wasn’t sounding the way he meant it as the words came out but it was too late now.

“Just one person,” you whispered, tears forming in your eyes. “Just one person. You’re everything to me, Harry, you’re my husband. But maybe I should rethink your significance in my life if I’m just one person to you.” Harry knew it was bad when you didn’t even yell anymore when you guys were fighting. Because it meant you weren’t just angry, you were hurt. And he hurt you bad.

“Y/N, I didn’t mean it like that I just -” “Stop, just stop. Just don’t follow me, I want to be alone right now. Have a good meeting,” you interrupted Harry as your tearful eyes locked on his wide ones. You backed away slowly and turned around to rush towards the bedroom so you could cry and not have to look at him anymore. At the guy who just said that you were “just one person”. The guy that you would do absolutely anything for. The guy who didn’t resemble just now the man you married. 

Harry was left standing in the middle of the kitchen, eyes wide and mouth slightly open, shocked. He couldn’t believe he had actually just said that to you but he was already running late for an important meeting so he finally grabbed his phone and keys and walked out the door, the sound of it closing only causing you to burst into tears. 

It was less than an hour later when the sound of the front door opening and closing momentarily pulled you out of your state of misery. You had been crying on and off since Harry left, mostly on, but you thought you’d have awhile longer to get yourself together because Harry was supposed to be gone until the evening. 

You looked up when the sound of footsteps reached the doorway, surprised when Harry pushed the bedroom door open to see his eyes slightly puffy and full of tears, his face stained from the crying he clearly had been doing. You sat up when he locked eyes with you, your own face tear-stained and eyes puffy as well. 

“Oh God, I’m so sorry,” Harry managed to say shakily, causing the tears to fall from his eyes as he walked towards the bed where you were laying. 

You were so torn between feeling so angry and sad about what he’d said earlier but also heartbroken looking at the man in front of you. You bit your lip as Harry sat on the edge of the bed furthest from you, clearly being cautious.

“I didn’t mean that at all, baby, of course you’re not just one person. You’re the only person that matters to me, the only person who could make me as happy as you do and the only person whose happiness is my number one concern even when I’m working and focused on my career. I want you to always be happy, little one, and I’m not making you happy and I’m so sorry, I’ve just been so stressed out with everything lately but that’s not any excuse.” He paused to gauge your reaction but you kept your eyes down toward the bed and sniffled when he paused. “I just love you so much, more than anyone and you are so special to me and you will never be just one person, never ever, not to anyone. And especially not to me.” He gave you a slight smile as you quickly made eye contact with him before darting your eyes away again. Harry’s smile quickly faded when he realized you still wouldn’t maintain eye contact with him. “I was thinking that if I can’t find any way to get out of the meeting next week then we should extend the vacation a few days to make up for the ones I’ll miss.” He finally stopped talking, looking at your face for any sign that you would be able to forgive him sometime soon.

“Love? Could you please look at me, I just need to know what you’re thinking. I need to know you’re okay,” he told you quietly, cautiously.

You were staring at your hands now when the tears started falling continuously. “I just don’t want to be there without you, Harry. The whole point is that we would get to be together, just us. Not your management or makeup team or the camera people or any of that, just us. But you don’t even want to be with me,” you broke off, crying too hard now to keep talking. 

“Oh baby, come here, I’m so sorry,” Harry moved closer to you on the bed and used the pads of his thumbs to wipe the falling tears from your face. “Of course I want to be with you, all the time. All the time! I just said things I shouldn’t have, things I didn’t mean, because I was tired and grumpy and I’m an idiot. But you’re my little one.” He knew that was the only thing that could help him make any progress at that point, calling you the pet name that you adored.

You finally looked up at Harry and pouted, the tears finally starting to stop falling from your eyes. 

“Hey, there’s my girl,” Harry smiled a little bit, glad you were finally looking at him again. “Love, I am honestly so, so sorry and I didn’t mean the stuff I said, I’m an idiot.”

“Yeah, you are,” you finally whispered, a small smile starting to appear on your face. That made Harry laugh, and it made you feel a little better seeming him looking not so broken anymore, even though you could still see the tear stains on his face. “Just don’t say stuff like that again because it made me feel like shit,” you admitted.

“Never ever ever ever ever ever again,” Harry drew out, but meaning every word he said. “I love you so much.” Harry kissed your cheek and you put your hand behind his head, raking your fingers through his hair to show that you forgave him.

“I love you, I guess,” you told him with a slight smile on your face, causing Harry to laugh again. “But you can come make me a hot fudge sundae now,” you offered, knowing Harry would do anything to please you right now, and the smile on his face told you the same. “Wait, don’t you have meetings all day?” You asked, suddenly remembering where Harry was supposed to be.

“Yeah, but I got out of those, said I was sick. They weren’t very important anyway. You are,” Harry smiled as he stroked your cheek.

“Yeah alright,” you laughed as you both started to get up off the bed and make your way to the kitchen so Harry could make you that sundae. 

“By the way, don’t think you can just call me your ‘little one’ and that’ll get you out of anything,” you told him as you walked past him, a smile on your face.

“Got it,” Harry laughed, following you.


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Hades/Pluto kids headcannons

Stay up till midnight every night, sometimes accidentally.

Not morning people. At all.

Breakfast is from 8-9 (idk about CJ), and they usually show with five minutes to eat, and usually just have a banana or something.
They do have a stash of mini cereal box’s and mini milk cartons in case they sleep through breakfast, in which case they sleep until Will and/or Percy wake them up (Reyna/Frank at CJ)

They are total bitches until 11 everyday, and if you piss them off… let’s just say it took Chiron three hours to convince them to shadow travel that Ares kid back from Russia.

Whenever one of them is sad, the other gets blankets, make a fort over the couch and tv, buys ice cream from the camp store, and gets a sad movie.

Disney. Movie. Marathons. Usually with Reyna, Frank, and Percy (sometimes more). Hazel knows everyword to every song of every disney movie that was ever written, so movie night basically turns into karaoke at some point.

Extremely protective. Will punch anyone who disses the other, will also punch anyone who disses friends.

Reyna and Percy are their big siblings. They all argue and fight all the time, and when one is angry, ALL of them are angry. There is absolutely NO privacy between the girls, but Nico’s still really awkward with Percy, and once Nico walked in on Percy shirtless and started hyperventilating.

Hades decides he wants to be a good dad, so he invites (forces) Hazel and Nico to go to the underworld for monthly family dinners (also holidays.)

Extremely forgetful. Neither of them can remember their anniversarys, or friends birthdays, or holidays. Etc. (Hazel can’t even remember her own birthday) however, they can remember exactly what someone said in an argument on June 17th at 4:47pm.

Whenever Nico stays at CJ, he hates the guys room in the 5th cohort, and usually sleeps on the couch in the main room. Oscassionally Hazel will join him and they’ll stay up talking or playing games.

Please feel free to add on! 😊 sorry they’re not very good.

I can’t wait for Malec to live together. So Alec can make Magnus breakfast in the morning as Magnus sleepily holds Alec from behind, leaning his head on his back. Magnus helping pick out what outfit Alec should wear and making new clothes when an occasion arises. Or both of them simply cuddling and talking softly to each other about anything. Malec is just such a wholesome relationship.