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Local Dad Orders a Burger at The Coffee Spoon

(Based on the video: Local dude orders a burger at Starbucks)

Mat: Can I help the next guest please?

Mat: Ah hello sir, welcome to the Coffee Spoon, what can I get for you?

Robert, heavily distorted: Yeah, can I get a motherfuggin’ uhhhhh-hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Craig and Joseph: *giggling in the background*

Robert, still going strong: hhhhhhhhhhhh, burger?

Craig, Joseph and Brian: *breaks down laughing*

Mat: Sir, we don’t sell burgers here.

Robert, distorted: What do you mean you don’t se- *cuts off*

MC, Craig, Joseph, Brian and Damien: *laughing in unison*

Mat: We sell, we sell paninis and breakfast sandwiches-


Mat: -and coffee.

Robert, distorted: You think I know what a panini is!? *white noise*

MC, Craig, Joseph, Brian and Damien: *wheezing in laughter*

Robert, distorted: Just give me a burger! Extra cheese! *more white noise*

Mat: No!

Craig, Joseph and Damien: *giggling now*

Mat: We don’t have burger extra cheese! We have paninis-

Robert, distorted: You don’t understand-

Mat: No!

Robert, distorted: I need this. *white noise*

Mat: Sir!

MC, Craig, Joseph, Brian and Damien: *still giggling*

Mat: I’m gonna have to ask you-

MC, Craig, Joseph, Brian and Damien: *giggling so hard it overpowers Mat*

*Hugo walks in*

Robert, distorted: Why are you suppressing food from the public!? *white noise*

Craig, Joseph, Brian and Damien: *still giggling so much that nothing can be heard*

Hugo: What in the hell did I walk in to?

Joseph: I’M CRYING-

Mat: Do you want coffee? Tea?

Craig, Brian and Damien: *cacophony of giggles*

Joseph: I’m crying…

Hugo: What happened?! Hold on, hold on…

Mat: Can I get you a caramel macchiato?

Robert, distorted: Yeah, I’ll have a burger, extra dip. *white noise*

Mat: We don’t have-

Hugo: Oh my GOD, the voice changer?! Really?!

Craig: I’ll have two number nines, a number nine large…

Joseph: I’m crying, oh my god…

Mat: Sir, this is the Coffee Spoon, not a McFridayz…

Robert, distorted: Please, they’ll take my wife if I don’t give them the burg- *cuts off, white noise*

Craig, Joseph, Brian and Damien: *laughing again*

Mat: Sir! You’re at the wrong store!

Mat, sounding exasperated: You want a McFridayz, not the…

Damien: Why are you buying clothes at the soup store!

Robert, distorted: Hello? *white noise*

Craig, Joseph, Brian and Damien: *burst out laughing again*

Mat: Hello??

Robert, distorted: I would like a burger. *white noise*

Mat: No!

MC, Craig, Joseph, Brian and Damien: *a mixture of laughs and wheezes*

Hugo: Oh my goooooood…

Mat: We sell, we sell coffee, and, and confectioneries here, Jesus Christ…

Hugo: Geez…

Mat: Boss, agdaj, I need to get the Manager…

Craig: Bro, how much of that did you get?

Joseph, Brian and Damien: *quiet giggles*

Robert, now echoing: COMPOUND!

Hugo: Eugh…

Joseph: What?!

MC, Craig and Damien: *wheezing*

Mat: Sir, do you want to-Sir, do you want to speak to the Manager?

Joseph: He’s ordering from the ether…

Mat: He’s ordering a burger-

Robert, distorted again: Can I get a fucking uhhh-

Mat: No…

MC: Oh my god…

Mat: He’s ordering, he’s trying to order a burger with extra dip at the Coffee Spoon…

High Lords/Lady in PE

Rhys: Torn between wanting to jump in front of Feyre to protect her from stray flying objects and wanting to throw said flying objects at her to see how quick her reflexes are

Feyre: Ultra-competitive; she accidentally broke someone’s glasses when she spiked a volleyball into their face (but she did say sorry)

Helion: Laughing at the people that Feyre spikes the volleyball at until she hits him in the head; he then pretends to faint because the nurse is hot and he needs his wounds ascertained

Kallias: Physically throws his body in front of Viviane to keep her from being hit; little does he know that she paid the freshman to throw volleyballs at her just so she could watch Kallias act “heroic”

Thesan: The guy who somehow knows how to play every sport, and he excels in all of them. So much so that it becomes annoying.

Tarquin: The freshman who is forced to shag balls for everyone; but it’s fine because the joke’s on them: all the cheerleaders think he’s adorable and they adopt him because He’S REalLY CUte alRIGhT.

Tamlin: The guy who thinks he’s really good at everything; he sucks. Can’t understand why he’s always picked last. He thinks that team captains fight over who gets to have him on their team; they’re fighting over who is going to have to put up with him

Beron: Kicked out of class because this asshat got caught trying to sneak into the girl’s locker room; Viv, Feyre, and Mor sprayed perfume in his eyes before he could see anything, though


precanon photographs of sarah sustain me

Forbidden Love | Pt. 12 [Final]

▷ Jimin Angst

❥ “I think about you a little more than I should..”

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11 | Part 12 | Epilogue

Originally posted by dannismith

“Hara would never do something like that, Y/N!”

The minute you heard those words coming out of Jimin’s mouth, you snapped your head towards him. He was currently walking from side to side, his hands tucking at his hair as you watched him from your sofa.

Raising your eyebrows, you asked him in disbelief. “What? Do you really think I’m lying?!”

Turning his body towards you, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Look, Y/N. I know that you don’t like her and I can understand how you feel. But she would never do that. I know her, Y/N, she’s my ex wife. She wouldn’t harm anyone, never! You’re just trying to cover up your mistakes by blaming other people!”

Each one of his words felt like a stab into your heart. He really thought you were lying.

Standing up from the sofa, you pointed towards the door. “Get out.”

This time it was Jimin’s head which snapped up towards you with a shocked expression plastered on his face. “W-What?”

“I said get out.”

You watched how Jimin’s shocked expression turned into a desperate one, his body moving toward you with big steps. “N-No, no no, wait, Y/N! I didn’t mean it like that! Please listen to me! I’m-”

You felt your blood boiling with each of his words. Just before he could end his sentence, you slapped his cheek, the fresh tears you were trying to hold back already rolling down your face. “You didn’t mean it?! Do you know what I went through for the past three years, Jimin?! Do you know how hard it was for me to handle your ex wife and her threads every single day?!”

Reaching out for your phone, you opened the conversation with Hara and slammed your phone against his chest. “Here! Read it! This is what I’ve been going through for the past 3 years!”

Jimin scrolled through the messages with a shocked expression on his face. Closing his eyes tightly, he mumbled a curse before he reached forward, trying to hold you in his arms. “Y/N, I’m really sorry-”

When he saw how you stepped back from him, he stopped talking and looked at you with his watery eyes.

“No Jimin. An apology is not going to bring back those three years. Your apology won’t be able to bring back those three years my son lived without a father! Just because of your ex wife’s selfishness, my son had to live those three years by asking for his father every single day! Do you know how hard it was?! Do you know how it broke my heart every single time when I saw his sad eyes whenever I told him that you couldn’t be with us!”

“What about you?! You replaced me, Y/N! Do you know how much it broke my heart when I saw you in someone else’s arms?! Must have been easy for you to find a boyfriend as soon as I wasn’t there for you-”

“He isn’t my boyfriend!”

Jimin opened his eyes widely, his breath hitching in his throat. “W-What do you mean?”

“He’s my doctor, Jimin. He’s my best friend. He was always there for me when I needed someone. He reached out for me and offered help. He let me live in his house, he helped me through my pregnancy. He took the role of a father for your own son, Jimin.”

Confused, Jimin looked at you. “S-So, he’s your docto- but.. I-I..”


When you heard the voice of your son, you turned around immediately. He was running toward you as he was rubbing his sleepy eyes, his bare feet making cute little sounds as he approached you.

You lifted him up as soon as he opened his little arms for you, his head already lying in the crook of your neck as he hugged you tightly. “Baby, what’s wrong?”

He nuzzled his head even further into your neck and mumbled with a shaky voice. “I saw monsters. They were trying to eat me, Mommy. I’m scared.”

Smiling softly, you stroke his hair and placed a kiss on top of his head. “It was just a nightmare, Hyun-ie. I’m here now, you don’t need to be scared.”

You lifted your head and connected your eyes with Jimin’s sad ones, his tears already rolling down his face. He turned around, crouched down and started sobbing, the sound making Jihyun lift up his head and look at his father with curious eyes.

He wiggled in your arms, telling you that he wanted to be placed down and walked towards Jimin, standing in front of him with sad eyes.

Lifting his tiny hands slowly, he grabbed Jimin’s hands and removed them from his face, making Jimin look up to see his little boy standing in front of him with a frown plastered on his face.

Without saying anything, Jihyun wrapped his arms around his father’s neck, his tiny hands stroking his back softly. “Mommy told me that the sadness will go away when you hug someone. You can hug me as long as you want, Daddy.”

Your eyes opened widely when you heard what your son said. He really was aware that Jimin was his father..

Jimin wrapped his arms tightly around his son’s body as he sobbed harder. Seeing them in that position, your eyes started watering again and you too, started crying.

You watched how Jimin lifted Jihyun up as he held him tightly. Walking towards you, he looked at you with pleading eyes. “Please don’t take him away from me, Y/N.. Please.. I don’t think I can live without him. Please, I’m begging you.. I’m really sorry..”

Averting your eyes from Jimin, you looked at your son. His eyes were closed, his arms tightly wrapped around his father’s neck and a soft smile plastered on his face.

Taking a deep breath, you turned your attention back to Jimin and smiled at him. “I won’t..”

Just before you could realize what was happening, Jimin reached out for your wrist and yanked you to his body. When you felt his lips on yours, your body froze immediately, the feeling sending different emotions through your body.

Just before you could respond to his kiss, you heard a little squeaky voice beside your ear. “Ew, gross!”

Leaning back a little bit, you both turned your heads towards your son who was covering his eyes with his tiny hands.

Removing his hands from his eyes, you looked at him slightly angrily. “Yah, Jihyun-ah, who do you learn those words from?”

Smiling sheepishly, he whispered. “Hoseok Hyung.”

When you heard Jimin laugh, you slapped his arm. “Yah, don’t laugh! He shouldn’t be learning such words at his age!”

Placing a soft kiss on his son’s head, Jimin shrugged as he continued laughing. “Ah, I think I already like that dude named Hoseok. Good job, Jihyun-ie.”

Holding their hands up, they both gave each other a high five which was followed by their heartwarming laughter. You, on the other hand, facepalmed and shook your head from side to side.

Looks like your son has already replaced you for his father.

A/N: And here I am with the final part of Forbidden Love.. Thank you all sooo much for all the love and support you have shown for this series. I really enjoyed writing it thanks to y'all! Also thank you all for the nice messages and asks! I really appreciate them! ♥♥

Back to school for littles

• Back packs - pick out a book bag that calls to your little side as a subtle but assuring way for you to bring out your little in school.

• Clothes - try creating or purchasing items of clothing that make you happy, and you feel comfortable wearing in public while also being able to feel little.

• Stickers - decorate your notebooks, binders, bags, friends, or any surface allowed in school. Nobody looks twice at stickers so decorate to your little hearts content.

• Blankets - this might be a stretch, but I know at my school we’re allowed to bring blankets in the colder seasons. So if you’re allowed to do this (please do not attempt if you’ll get yourself in trouble at school) a soft plain baby blanket can bring you warmth and the comfort a little will need at school.

• Music - again, please only attempt this if you’re allowed cell phones, but if allowed music then plug in your headphones and listen to whatever soothes you in little space.

- To all you littles out there please stay safe at school. I know it can be stressful and can take a lot out of you. And in order to help all littles if anyone has any other tips please feel free to add one. Im sure there’s some really helpful ones I missed along the way.


anonymous asked:

I just want to read a good bf!jk smut but all Im finding is some kinky daddy smuts and I literally can't imagine him like that at all and life is hard ://

If you haven’t read my fic before, check it out here. Also, like I have told another anon before, I rarely read smut unless it comes with a story LOL; so I asked a few people from kkreationsnet and ma gurl @probabilitae for some recs so thank them for hooking it up! ♡

psst, I hope these are what you’re looking for anonnie, and if not, then hopefully it helped others ~

Steve Rogers Masterlist

Hard Fellings

Summary:  (Modern Au) After the death of your only living relative, you find yourself lost in life and your feelings. To make things worse, you have to deal with Steve Rogers someone from your past that is more present in your life now than ever.

Love Story 

Summary:  Your whole life you spent doing what is right and pleasing your parents, But one day you face one of the hardest decisions of your life.

No Place I Rather Be

Summary: You and Steve enjoy a beautiful spring day

A New Beginning Masterlist

Summary:  After moving a lot, you found yourself in a small town in the middle of Europe ready for a new start. You see yourself falling in love for the city and developing a crush for the cute stranger that you never had the courage to talk to until you’re forced to. (Modern Au)

Family Ties

Summary:  Steve doesn’t want to go to an important family event with you.

Not that kind of friends

Summary:  You and Steve are best friends, that are obvious in love with each other.

Birthday Boy

Summary: You bet with Steve who is going to be doing the dishes. ( And tiy tease him a little.)

I Gotta Tell You

Summary: You get home from work and find Steve playing with your adorable baby cousin. In the end of the day, he confesses something to you.

Sick and Sleepless

Summary: You wake up in the middle of the night feeling sick. Luckily Steve is there to help you.

Stranger’s (Smut)

Summary: You met Steve in one bar and two have a great night together.


Summary: Your cousin needs help with her adorable 2-year-old.

I Will Take Care Of You (Smut)

Summary: Like I say ti @amrita31199 this is one where Steve gets a massage and his dick sucked.

Cooking Classes (Smut)

Summary:  One day your Friend, Steve shows up in your house asking you to teach him to cook.

Let’s Hurt Tonight

Summary: You have to face the after match after another fight with Steve.  You have to deal with your bad habits and with the truth. ( I still suck at synopses.)

Memory Lane (Smut)

Summary:  You are writing your wedding vows when your mind takes you to a few memorable moments of your relationship with Steve.

What are we going to do on Christmas (Smut)

Summary: You never loved Christmas but your boyfriend do so when the time come you let him choose to do whatever he wants od the special date. You just didn’t think that he would use this chance for surprising you with the most perfect Christmas that you ever had.

Friends (Au)

Summary: You help take care of your Sick friend but he surprises you confessing his feelings for you.

A day in the Rogers Family

Summary: Totally Fluffy it’s just a domestic! Steve Dad Fic.

A Second Chance

Summary: You are supposed to get married in on a week to Steve but he calls you telling you that he won’t make it in time.

Live the fullest

Summary: After the death of close relative you have to deal with grief

  Lethargy Masterlist

Summary: This was inspired by lethargy by Bastille. And takes place after civil war. Steve doesn’t have anywhere else to go and you take him in.


Summary:  You suffer one terrible accident and wakes up without knowing who you are. 

Let me take care of you

Summary: Steve comes home expecting to find the reader but she is in pain in their room.

I am not sorry.

Summary:  Don’t leave me standing on this doorstep all night because I will.”


Summary :  Hey! Request, please. Song 19 with Captain America

Best Daddy

Summary  Could you please write 35 with Steve. I think he would just be the best dad ever and that makes my heart melt!


Summary :can you do a steve imagine with Oblivion ?

Cinderblock Garden

Summary :can you please write a Steve Rogers x Reader with Cinderblock Garden? It’s one of the best songs from All Time Low 😍 Lot’s of love 😘

Did he hurt you

Summary  Did they hurt you 

Please Don't Hit On Taken Littles

This has happened to me multiple times and it has been getting out of hand, but I hope that I am speaking for most all littles when I say that if in our bios it says taken, do not hit on us. Us as littles are loyal to our daddies, and sometimes feel uncomfortable when getting hit on by other people who want to be our doms. Also if we tell you straight away we are taken please do not throw us aside and treat us like we don’t matter because we are taken. We littles can be very fragile and sentive, I know I am. Please, reblog if you agree! Also this goes for daddies too! If single littles hit on taken daddies, it can give the exact same feeling. So please do not hit on taken daddies or littles. Thank you for reading! ~baby-kitten2301

Imagine bringing your child out to public for the first time with Chris.

A/N: Here’s the epilogue! Oh my God, it’s always so hard to part with a series. Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed it, I’m not sure if I’ll be back again with another but we’ll see. I’ll be linking the previous parts here: (Memory Lane - Part 1/Part 2/Part 3/Part 4/Part 5) and (Drunk Minds, Sober Hearts and Baby Fever - Masterlist)

You and Chris smiled as you watched your son look out the tinted window of the limousine; he was utterly mesmerized by the crowds of people waiting to see his father, as well as the rest of the ‘Avengers: Infinity War’ cast. As insane as it was, you and Chris had decided to take your seventeen month old baby to the premiere of Infinity War Part 2.

There were a few reasons that led to the decision: Chris not wanting to be apart from either of you, you not wanting to miss Chris’ premiere, the cast wanting Baby Cap to be apart of the celebration, Chris not wanting to constantly answer the question “when will we see Jack?”, both of you a little sick of the paparazzi trying to get a sneaky shot of your son; the list went on and on. It took a couple nights of discussion before you finally decided that it was time for your child to be introduced to Hollywood. You both agreed that if Ryan and Blake did it with ease, why couldn’t the two of you do it too?

“Daddy, look.” Jack glanced back at Chris as he poked his tiny finger at the window. “People,” he said with a wide grin which made you and Chris smile. “Lots of people.” He said then giggled to himself, making you and Chris chuckle.

It amazed the two of you how smart your son was at seventeen months old; he could speak in full sentences with zero baby talk. You believed it was because your son was a genius, whereas Chris said it was because of your control issues; you spoke to your son like you spoke to other adults, banning baby talk completely because- that was how your mom raised you and your brothers. Whatever the reason, you were both glad your son was the way he was because he made a very good conversationalist and gave both of you the company you needed when the other was working.

The limousine slowed to a stop and Jack gasped excitedly, carefully climbing off the leather seat and padding over to the door. “Let’s go,” he said and yanked at the locked door handle. “Daddy, let’s go. Open the door, please.” He grabbed Chris’ hand and put it on the handle, thinking his father could open what he couldn’t.

“Before I do, we’re going to have to talk man to man.” Chris told Jack. “Okay, buddy?” He asked for confirmation and Jack nodded in response. “There are lots of people here tonight, so you’re going to have to stay with-”

“Is Uncle Seba going to be there?” Jack quizzed.

“Yes, he is.” Chris nodded, chuckling softly. “Now you’re going-”

“What about Auntie Scar?” Jack continued to interrupt his father; Chris glanced at you with a weary smile and you pressed your lips together, suppressing your smile; he clearly got that from you. “Is she going to be there?”

“Yes sweetheart,” you told him, taking his small hands in yours. “They’re all going to be there. Uncle Rob, Uncle Tony, Uncle Chris, Aunt Liz, everyone is going to be there.” You said and he smiled. “Now can you please listen to us while we give out some ground rules?”

“Ground rules,” he nodded and pressed his lips together to show you he was done talking. You turned to Chris with a smug smirk and he scoffed, chuckling softly with a shake of his head. Jack Evans was close with his father, yes, but that boy was definitely your boy.

“You’re going to have to stay close to me and your daddy, okay?” You told him and he nodded. “There are going to be lots of people tonight, if you run off- we won’t be able to find you and that is going to make us very upset. You don’t want to see us upset, do you?” He shook his head. “Good,” you kissed the top of his head.

“But let’s say I do run off,” he began as you pulled away. “By accident,” he quickly added, feigning innocence before that cheeky grin; a splitting image of Chris, really. “Won’t Captain America just be able to find me?” He asked and made both you and Chris burst into laughter.

“You know what, bud.” Chris picked your laughing son up and hooked him onto his side. “I think it’s safer if you just cling onto Captain America tonight.” Jack giggled when Chris tickled him, wrapping his arms around his father’s neck. “You too, beautiful,” he looked over at you with a smile and you nodded, slipping your hand into his. 

• • • • • • • • 

The crowd unsurprisingly went wild at the sight of the three of you on the red carpet, the surprising thing was how much your son enjoyed the attention; the one trait that he didn’t get from the two of you. He giggled every time he did something cute and got the crowds cheering for him, it definitely got you thinking about what career he was going to pursue when he was older. You and Chris glanced at each other, smiling as you watched your son wave at the cameras; perhaps being made for Hollywood was genetic.

“Chris, Y/N! It’s so good to see you again,” Alexia, a known reporter from Vanity Fair, greeted the both of you with a smile that grew wider when Jack smiled and waved at her. “Hi buddy,” she gave him a small wave. “This must be the famous Jack Evans, it’s very nice to finally meet you.”

“I’m famous?” Jack looked over at you and Chris; the both of you chuckled and nodded. “I’m famous!” He cheered, leaning back and throwing his arms in the air. “Daddy,” he cupped Chris’ face in his small hands, “I’m famous. Did you know that?”

“Do you even know what famous means, bud?” Chris chuckled softly.

“It’s what you and Momma are,” he responded. “And now I’m famous too.”

“He’s adorable,” Alexia commented and you both nodded in agreement. “It’s really nice to see all of you out and about. It’s been a while, especially for you, Y/N.” You nodded. “How has parenthood been treating both of you? Things must be a little chaotic around the house considering-” she gestured to Chris, “you have press and-” she gestured to you, “you’re just getting back into work. I heard you’ve just signed a contract with Paramount writing a drama?” You nodded. “So what’s life like at home? You both look great, by the way.”

“Doesn’t she?” Chris smiled at you.

“Oh stop it,” you looked over at Chris, chuckling, before you turned back to Alexia. “No, things have actually been really smooth sailing at home. Yes, we’ve got a lot on our plates but we’ve got a great family backing us up. Both our parents have been incredibly helpful, Chris’ siblings- Scott and Shana who don’t have kids of their own are always happy to help us with Jack. It also helps that Jack is superbly well-behaved,” you smiled at Jack when he giggled. “And that I’ve got a wonderful husband. We only work because we’re a team, and we are a very good team.”

“A well oiled-” Chris began only to be interrupted by Jack.

“Uncle Seba!” Jack spotted Sebastian and called out excitedly, reaching over Chris’ shoulder; Sebastian opened his mouth and widened his eyes, running over in the most comedic manner to make Jack laugh. “Uncle Seba!” He laughed, clapping his hands.

“Hey Jack Jack.” Sebastian booped his nose and Jack’s laughter grew louder. “You look so handsome in your little suit, I wish I was as handsome as you.” Jack tapped Chris’ shoulder and gestured for him to pass him over to Uncle Seba. “C'mere, bud.” Sebastian held out his arms with a soft chuckle.

“You basically gave a speech and he didn’t interrupt you once, but the second I speak-” Chris shook his head, chuckling as he passed Jack over to Sebastian. “You’re too much like your mom, Jack.” He said, straightened the back of Jack’s little jacket.

“I think he’s too much like you,” you disagreed, leaning into Chris as he wrapped an arm around your waist. “You always said you were a momma’s boy, right?” You whispered into his ear and he chuckled. “I guess this is payback for how you made your dad feel.”

“Look, who’s that?” Sebastian bounced Jack in his arms as he pointed at Anthony who was finishing up an interview a few meters down. “It’s Mack Attack, do you want to go say hi?” He asked Jack who immediately nodded. “Let’s-” He stopped himself when he remembered Jack wasn’t his kid and his parents were standing right there. “Can we?” He asked, his eyes as wide and innocent as your son’s.

“Please?” Jack pleaded. “Can we, please?”

“What do you think?” You looked over at Chris and he sighed, chuckling.

“Captain America would trust Bucky Barnes,” you heard Sebastian whisper into Jack’s ear.

“Captain America would trust Bucky Barnes,” Jack repeated for his father to hear and you all laughed. “Please, Daddy? Please can I go? I promise I won’t run off, I’ll stay with Uncle Seba until I see you and Momma again.”

“I’ll take good care of him,” Sebastian assured the both of you.

“Fine,” Chris finally caved. Sebastian and Jack grinned at each other and started to make their way over to Anthony, who had spotted them and was now grinning too. “If you lose him, Sebastian Stan, don’t bother coming back.” Chris called after them and earned a two finger wave from both boys, making you laugh.

“Relax,” you gently rubbed his back.

“Gee, thanks,” he bit sarcastically and you chuckled.

“Do you need a distraction?” You asked. “I’ve got some Gummi Bears in my clutch.”

“I think I’d much rather a kiss.” He told you and smiled when you leaned in, pressing your lips against his. You felt him smile as you smiled yourself. “Yeah,” he breathed when he broke it, resting his forehead against yours. “Much better.”

“Higher, higher!” You heard your son cheer and both of you turned in their direction; Anthony was now holding Jack, and tossing him in the air. Chris gasped whereas you chuckled. “Higher, Uncle Tony!” He squealed with delight as he was tossed up again.

“Mackie!” Chris pulled away from you and jogged over, leaving you behind. “How many times have I told you not to toss my son in the air! Hey, stop! Sebastian, I trusted you to keep him safe. That is not keeping him safe!”

“He’s a protective dad, isn’t he?” Alexia quizzed, laughing softly.

“Did we really expect him to be anything less?” You responded, smiling.

Tags: @widowsfics @m-a-t-91 @xoxomioxoxo @imaginesofdreams @ateliefloresdaprimavera @katiew1973 @winter-tospring @shamvictoria11 @caitsymichelle13 @michellekeehlmello @chrisevans-imagines A quick reminder: I love all of you for following me on this journey. X

changed in an instant

an: I don’t know why, but I can’t seem to stop crying at the idea of captain hook holding his newborn daughter. thanks to @swans-and-pirates for encouraging me! <3

Everything happens so fast.

One minute, he’s sound asleep, woken by Emma’s insistent grip on his forearm, and the next, he’s standing in the hospital room at three in the morning, watching as the doctor gives the squealing red infant to her mother.

Keep reading

// Hey guys I just wanted to clear some stuff up on my end.

What happened between Lendy and Void was discussed and planned (to a degree) between me and @blackvxiledimp. It’s not meant to be serious AT ALL. It’s just shit posting. Void’s mun is a friend of mine and I’d really appreciate if whoever was sending him those rude accusations would please stop. He’s got a very FLIRTY and sometimes INAPPROPRIATE character. Thats just how the character is. Void’s mun is a totally awesome dude and I don’t feel right about saying nothing. He didn’t sexually assault anyone. He just flirts and teases. Please try to understand.

anonymous asked:

little!phil riding daddy!dan for the first time

I need a good pain kink fic please <3

Yeeeeeeaaaahhhhh Boiiiiiiiiiiiii///// How petty am I? Very. If a very particular anon sees this, consider it a giant fuck you because I don’t appreciate being insulted and falsely accused of p*dophilia. Happy blogging!

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-It’s Phil’s idea; when coloring in the lounge, he suddenly gets hard and naturally, he’s a good boy and goes straight to Dan, who’s editing a video in the office with his headphones on. Phil tugs lightly at Dan’s shirt to get his attention, making Dan smile but hold up a finger to say ‘one second, let me finish this part.’ A moment later, Dan saves his work and lets his headphones fall to hang around his neck.

- “Daddy,” Phil complains, climbing into Dan’s lap. Phil’s different when he’s little- he’s emotional, doesn’t talk much, wears nothing but too-big-shirts and lingerie, and hates the horror novels that are littered around his room. If he wants something, he either wordlessly gets Dan’s help or just finds a way to carry on without it.

- Dan kisses the tip of Phil’s nose. “Baby,” he says back in the same tone. Instead of saying anything else, Phil grabs Dan’s hand and pulls it down to his crotch so that Dan is palming him through his pretty pink panties. Raising his eyebrows, Dan moves his hand away and runs both up the pink and white striped stockings on Phil’s legs. “You want me to touch you, hmm?” Phil nods, pouting at Dan. “Not right now, I’m editing an I’m tired. If you can be a good boy and wait for me, maybe I’ll fuck you, yeah?” He grabs one of Phil’s pacifiers from the desk, a light blue one that was left from when Phil came in earlier in the day to show Dan his drawings and pushes it into Phil’s mouth, trying not to pay much attention to the way Phil’s tongue curls around it before his lips do. It bobs in his mouth, making soft sucking sounds as Phil shuts his eyes and leans against Dan’s chest.

- Barely ten minutes pass before Phil’s boner is bordering on painful, so he starts grinding into Dan’s lap, whining softly. “Phil,” Dan says warningly, but doesn’t move to stop him. Phil brings his fingers to his mouth and temporarily pulls out his paci to suck on his fingers and get them wet before replacing the paci and reaching behind himself, pushing his panties to the side to start fingering his hole. He moans around the plastic in his mouth, adding a second finger, then a third, and then a fourth. Considering that good enough, Phil fumbles with Dan’s zipper. Now Dan’s pretty concerned- Phil’s breaking multiple rules right now, and he’s never ridden Dan before. Sure, Dan’s fantasized about it, but he’s worried about how much Phil will hurt afterward from how deep Dan knows he’ll get and the fact that the only lube is Phil’s spit and the precum Dan won’t admit that he’s leaking. “Baby, I’m editing,” he manages to say when Phil starts stroking Dan, looking over Phil’s shoulder at the gaming video on his screen.

- Quietly whimpering, Phil holds Dan firmly in one hand and steadies himself using Dan’s shoulder with the other. He sinks down slowly, biting his lip to keep quiet because he’s never done this and holy shit I’m about to ride Daddy, he thinks. “Ah- princess, not now- fuck,” Dan attempts to protest, but can’t really argue because Phil’s clenching around him to try and get used to how deep Dan is inside of him, and his face is flushed, eyes shut tightly, mouth open. 

- Dan tries to keep editing, he really does, but it’s hard to concentrate when Phil’s in his lap, fucking himself on Dan’s cock. Finally, Dan does give up, and yanks Phil’s head forward by the hair so he can kiss him. The pain makes Phil whine, trying to bounce faster in Dan’s lap.

- “Such a naughty baby,” Dan growls, spanking Phil roughly. “So desperate for me that you couldn’t wait for Daddy to finish editing, you just had to get fucked. You like riding me, baby? You like it when I get so deep inside of you while you sit in my lap.” He places both hands on Phil’s hips, holding him tight enough to leave bruises and starts helping Phil move up and down, thrusting his hips up in time with it.

- “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, please!” Phil begs, tossing his head back and moaning loudly, clearly getting close, hands fluttering around because he doesn’t know where to put them, but knows better than to touch himself.

- “Aww, you’re going to come untouched just from my cock inside of you?” Dan stops helping Phil again and spanks him for a second time. “What happens if I don’t let you come, since you were bad?”

- “No, no, Daddy, please, no!” Phil says, starting to ride Dan earnestly again, gasping when Dan spanks him again.

- “You can come, but not until I do. Can you make me come baby boy?”

- That’s when Phil makes it his personal mission to make Dan come as fast as possible, using everything that he remembers Dan likes from when they have sex when Phil’s big. He clenches around Dan, he slips his fingers beneath Dan’s shirt to scratch painful lines down his back, he kisses Dan’s neck sloppily- he’s desperate and now Dan’s the most important thing to him so that he can come.

- “Baby, fuck, just like that, ‘m close,” Dan says, unable to still his hips now that Phil has him so worked up.

- “Come, daddy. Fill up your baby boy with come. I need it,” Phil pleads, knowing his dirty talk is another thing that Dan absolutely loves. Dan moans loudly and Phil can both see and feel the moment he comes. “Can I come now Daddy? Please, please, I need to come! Please, please, feels good! Daddy!”

- “You can let go,” Dan manages to say, and Phil arches his back, coming on his and Dan’s torsos with a high pitched whine.

I didn’t write aftercare but it iS VERY IMPORTANT!!!!!!!!!!


Send us your sins


Genre: smut, kinda fluffy maybe? Warnings: blackmail, daddy kink, uh I think that’s it REBOUND

“c'mon, dan, you haven’t gotten laid in months, you need to get over Jason, and moving on begins with having sex with strangers. Safe sex of course” I stare blankly at pj from my place in the crevice of my couch. “Are you done now?” He sighs, “yes,” “good” I turn back to my computer only to have it snatched away from me. Looking up, I see pj running down the hallway into my bathroom, shutting and locking the door. I run after him, stopping to knock at the door, “I’m already over him! What are you gonna do with my computer anyway?” “Yeah ok and that’s why you haven’t even gotten out of this damned apartment after the hour of 7? Sure. And my dear dear Danny, remember that video you accidentally sent me that you meant to send to Jason? You know, the one of you fingering yourself? No?” My hands clam up and my jaw tightens, he wouldn’t. “Well I do, and it just so happens that I kept it cause I knew I’d need to black mail you sooner or later, and you see, the only thing I don’t have is your mom’s email, which is conveniently on this computer. So what do you say Danny? Mom watches a video of you with your fingers up your ass moaning ‘daddy’ or you go out and have someone put their fingers up your ass while you moan ‘daddy’?” My fists clenched, throat tight with anxiety, I knew what the clear choice was, “ok, asshole, come pick out what I’m wearing, I’m not putting in any extra work” I hear a grunt of joy and then the door flings open to reveal a smiling pj.


I nervously walk into the vibrantly colored gay club, my jeans are too tight and my dick feels like it’s suffocating in its confines. I turn towards pj only to find that he is no longer next to me, or even around me for that matter. Whatever, I’ll just sit at the bar and wait until he’s had his fun. Walking up to bar, I take a seat and my eyes catch with the most vibrant blue I’ve ever seen. Wow, ok this guy is so hot, Jesus, he comes up to me and I don’t know what I was expecting but “what can I get you to drink, sir?” was not it, until I realized, to my embarrassment, that he was behind the bar because he’s a bartender. Obviously. And now I’d been staring at him for a solid 10 seconds and he was giving me a weird look, “uh sorry, I’ll just have a sprite please” he nodded and then handed my drink over to me, “anything else?” ‘Your number??? A good fuck??’ He laughs and it’s only then that I realize I had spoken out loud, “oh god that’s so embarrassing I’m sorry that wasn’t supposed to come out of my mouth” “hm. Well my break is in five minutes and I figure I can find something else to put in your mouth. How’s that sound, baby boy?” A whimper makes it way past my lips and I nod, watching him smirk and quickly turn away. I tap at the counter and bounce my foot nervously for what feels like an hour before I feel a possessive dominant hand on my lower back, pushing me off the bar stool and sending a shiver down my spine. “C'mon, darling” I let him lead me out a door and into a hallway, past several other doors until we finally stopped at one and he pushed it open to reveal a bedroom, and I turn to him curiously, “it’s a strip club baby, they’re called private rooms” I nod and he comes closer to me, and I’m lost in his eyes again, before he pushes me up against the wall and kisses at my neck. “Oh god” I moan, “so easy to get worked up, look at you, already hard in your pants” I nod feverishly into his shoulder, hands gripping his shirt in tight fists. “I’m d-dan” I gasp out through moans as he continues to mark my neck, “phil, you’ll have that name memorized by the time we’re done here, angel” I tug at his shirt and before I know it we’re on the bed, naked bodies slick with sweat, pressed together and I’m begging him, “please , please phil please touch me” he reaches over to grab a bottle of lube and a condom from the bed side table and I hear the cap popping open before I feel a cool, smooth finger probing my entrance, “yes god, yes daddy please put it in” it takes a moment for me to register what I’d said before I’m blushing and phil is letting out a loud moan, “god call me that again that’s so hot baby, daddy loves when you beg for his fingers in your hot, tight hole” the first finger burns but I’m quickly asking for another and another and we’re both moaning and then he hits my prostate, and I’m screaming “DADDY! Daddy daddy please im ready please please fill me up with your nice cock daddy I need it please” burying his face in my neck, I whimper when his fingers leave me to prep himself and then I feel his tip at my entrance, “you ready?” His whispers in my ear and it’s so soft and caring I almost forget that I don’t know anything about him, almost forget that all he wants is my body “yes, phil please” he enters me slowly, carefully, gently and it’s uncomfortable but once he’s bottomed out, he stops and the burn subsides, leaving a flaming pleasure. “Move move please I can take it” his first thrust is soft and slow but I’m begging and eventually the pace is quick and unrelenting, his hand grips tight enough for his knuckles to turn white around the headboard and I’m clinging to him and pushing back on his every thrust “god baby doing so well for me, taking my cock so well, you’re so tight baby doll” the praise sends shocks through me, bringing me to the edge, “I’m close so close daddy phil please can I cum please let me cum I’ll be so good” he moans, raw and untamed, “god you’re perfect. cum, cum for me without even touching yourself, such a perfectly good little boy cumming from just my cock, I’m close” I cum all over our stomachs, my muscles tensing and hole clenching around his cock, sending him over the edge with me, until his shallowly moving inside me, our breaths still out of control, and then he’s rolling off me “god you were perfect” I blush at his statement, “you were too” with a sigh, he pulls me back into his chest, effectively squishing my face into his neck. And I think, maybe, just maybe, this wasn’t such a bad idea. I’ll have to thank pj later.