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My friday night.

Someday, once humans are extinct, I hope whatever species rules Earth makes chicken nuggets in the shape of us like we did for dinosaurs. 

Gryffindor: You should stop feeding me dinosaur shaped chicken.
Mom: But you love your dinosaur chicken.
Gryffindor: Yeah. When I was eight.
Ravenclaw: We are men now Mrs. Gryffindor.
Hufflepuff and Slytherin: *playing with dinosaur chicken* Rawr rawr rawr rawr!

Shape of chicken

Although my heart is falling too

I’m in love with your body

And last night you were in my room

And now my bedsheets smell like you

Every day discovering something brand new

I’m in love with your body

Oh I oh I oh I oh I

I’m in love with your body

Oh I oh I oh I oh I

I’m in love with your body

Oh I oh I oh I oh I

I’m in love with your body

Every day discovering something brand new

I’m in love with the shape of you





Imagine Woozi tracing random words and shapes on your skin when you fall asleep in his arms.

the smh team as stuff my friend leif does/says:
  • Bitty: listen grandma, aunt carol is a stone cold bitch and her cookies taste like death
  • Jack: selfcare is travelling to the shadow realm and taking a long spa day with your evil twin
  • Shitty: listen, i would not only fuck /my/ clone, i would fuck all clones.
  • Lardo: *five minutes before a class starts* gimme a needle im gonna pierce my ear real quick
  • Ransom: *after puking in my kitchen* im happy no one got too drunk this time
  • Holster: *mixing absinth and beer* tonight we ride together and die together. who cares if its wednesday
  • Nursey: i once wrote 15 poems in one sitting bc i boiled my coffee with mountain dew
  • Dex: *whispering* you see the secret to liking guys... it's all in the hair
  • Chowder: i take on life one dino-shaped chicken nugget at a time
  • Tango: why did my mom tell me that my pet ran away instead of telling me the truth? it was a pet rock
  • Whiskey: say, do wine and blood stains share the same cleaning process?
  • Foxtrot: you have the charisma of a smeared lipstick
Patater Week - Day 2

Feb. 7- Proposal/Wedding Day/Wedding Night (1.5K)

“I’m nervous,” Kent says.

“Change your mind?” Alexei teases, only feeling a tiny bit worried. He doesn’t think Kent will actually bail on him, now that they’re both in their suits and the hall is surely packed with their families and teammates. Bittle would cry if anything happened, Alexei thinks. And then skin both of them alive.

But then again, Alexei did see Runaway Bride twice with Snowy, when he was first learning English and someone had the brilliant idea that the best way to learn is to watch all the classic romcoms. Snowy, it turns out, is a big fan of Richard Gere. Kent doesn’t look like he’s ready to bolt, but he did seem skittish, and in the movie, Julia Roberts had been very skittish.

“No, never,” Kent says, taking Alexei’s hands and rubbing his thumb over Alexei’s palms. His hair is already a little mussed, the untamable cowlick threatening to pop back up. “Not about you. I know I’m an ass about a lot of things, but you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“Good to know,” Alexei says, letting out a breath of relief. “You tell me now, then what you say for vows?”

“Oh, God,” Kent laughs nervously. “Oh man. That’s—that’s the thing. The vows. In front of a bunch of people. I could probably do it. Maybe. You wouldn’t happen to be carrying Xanax on you?” He chuckles and scratches the back of his neck, but his jaw drops when he sees Alexei rummage in his pockets. “Wait, I’m just joking. I don’t actually—what the hell is that?”

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Fun Sized

Title: Fun Sized
Chapter: 1/?
Words: 2,118
Pairings: n/a
Summary: Keith gets aged back to a 3 year and the Paladins have a hard time taking care of him.


“Allura, make him stop!” Shiro clenches his jaw.

“I’m trying, Shiro.” She says frustratedly. Keith wails louder in her arms as she bounces his faster.

Keith being turned into a three year old was a inconvenience for everyone and Shiro and Allura were almost tired of it. Lance had gone to tow the red lion back while Hunk and Pidge went back to Calythium to try and find a cure. They were left alone with child Keith.

Lance runs into the kitchen and gapes at the scene in front of him.

“What happened?” He asks.

“Keith won’t stop crying!” Allura sounds exasperated and Lance understands her turmoil. Children are a handful, but growing up with several nieces and nephews, he had learned how to deal with them.

Lance walks over to Allura and outstretched his arms to Keith who looks at him through red, squinted eyes and knitted brows. Keith turns more in Allura’s arms and leans over towards Lance.

Lance grabs his under his arms and holds Keith close to his torso. He bounces him lightly and whispers soothing words, trying to get him to calm down. Keith clutches Lance’s shirt tightly in his tiny fists and stopped his loud crying; it eventually dies to to soft sniffles every so often.

“You want to take a nap?” Lance whispers. Keith looks up with wide eyes and nods. Lance chuckles. “Okay. I’m going to go put him down in my room. I’ll keep watch of him, you two rest.”

Shiro and Allura stare, mouths agape, at Lance walking out with a yawning Keith.

“How the quiznak?” Allura whispers.

Lance smiled down at Keith who was curled underneath Lance’s sheets. Lance sat on the floor in front of his bed and picked up a nearby book.

Lance starts to doze off, but jerks awake when he feels tiny hands grappling and tugging at his jacket.

“Keith? What do you want, buddy?” Lance stares into Keith’s wide indigo eyes.

“Nightmare,” Keith yawns out. Lance smiles warmly and shrugs off his jacket. His crawls into his bed and holds Keith tightly to his chest.

“If we’re together, the nightmares can’t get us.” Keith smiles at Lance’s statement and closes his eyes and snuggles closer into Lance. Lance brings his legs up and puts an arm over Keith protectively. Lance closes his eyes once he hears Keith softly snoring. He falls asleep with Keith in his arms.

Lance doesn’t wake up when Shiro softly knocks on his door and opens it. He hears the snores and decides to let them rest. Keith isn’t screaming and Shiro wants to make the silence last for as long as he can. Shiro walks out the room when he sees Keith start to move around. As he closes the door, he sees Lance pull Keith tighter and Keith settles down immediately.

Lance wakes up before Keith. He smiles down at the boy in his arms. Lance has been missing home a lot lately, and a child being around partially takes the sting away.

Lance gently shakes Keith awake.

“Keith, we need to go eat supper,” he whispers.

Keith turns away from Lance with a pout and a curt sound of disapproval.

“We have dinosaur chicken nuggets…”

Keith looks over his shoulder at Lance with wide eyes. “Dinosaur?” Lance grins and nods at him. Keith smiles and climbs out from underneath the covers. Keith pulls Lance out of bed and down the hall to the dining room.

The other Paladins are seated eating their food when Lance and Keith walk in. Keith looks up at Lance. “Chicken nuggets?”

Lance looks at Hunk. “Do you think you can make dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets?” Hunk looks between Lance and Keith and nods slowly.

“Sure.” Hunk gathers his empty plate and walks out of the dining hall. He glances at Keith again before fully exiting the room and going to the kitchen.

“Keith’s a child, that’s a thing,” Pidge says.

“He’s cute, right?” Lance smiles and picks Keith up. Shiro and Allura exchange a look.

“Sure, when he’s not screaming.” Shiro takes another bite of his food.

“Why is Keith so affectionate and well behaved around you, Lance? He didn’t act like that with Shiro and I.”

“Kids usually act out around their parents.” Lance shrugs and bounces Keith on his hip. “You two are the authoritative figures.”

“Human children are strange,” Allura says. “That still doesn’t explain why he likes you the best.”

“Maybe I just have a nurturing aura. I always took care of my nieces and nephews back at home. He might just trust me.” Lance looks down at Keith who is fiddling with Lance’s shirt collar.

“Children don’t hide their affection, Lance. Since Keith is an aged down version of himself, he is probably more open about his feelings.” Pidge looks over at Lance. Lance’s face pales.

“That’s hilarious because Keith would never like me and it’s weird.”

“I’m just saying, Lance.” Pidge picks up her plate and walks out the doorway to the kitchen.

Shiro and Allura follow Pidge once Keith starts struggling in Lance’s grip and makes whimpering noises. Lance sighs and sits Keith down on the table. Lance sits down in front of him and laughs when Keith starts chewing on his shirt.

“Did somebody request dinosaur chicken nuggets?” Hunk says happily. He sets two plates of chicken nuggets on the table.

“Thanks, Hunk. I really appreciate this. These actually look like dinosaurs. How’d you do it?”

Hunk winks and puts a finger to his lips. “It’s a secret.”

Keith picks up a chicken nugget and starts to eat.

“Keith, what do you say to Hunk since he made you a special supper?”

Keith rolls onto his knees and pushes himself up so he’s standing on the table. He waddles over to Hunk and wraps his tiny arms around him. “Thank you!” Hunk gently hugs Keith back.

“Yeah! Nugs and hugs make the world go round!” Lance cheers.

Keith pulls away from Hunk with a wide grin. “NUGS AND HUGS! NUGS AND HUGS!”

“Come on, Keith. The dinos are getting cold.” Lance nudges Keith towards his food. Keith nods and bites into another chicken nugget.

“I wonder how long he’ll be stuck like that,” Hunk says.

“I’m not sure.” Lance bites into a Dino nugget on the other plate. “Thanks again for this, Hunk.”

Hunk pats his hand on Lance’s shoulder and smiles. “I’m just doing my part to help. It was no problem.” Hunk gazes at Keith before leaving Lance and Keith is the comfortable silence.

Lance rubs a towel through Keith’s damp hair. He then drops the towel on his floor wraps a blanket around Keith. He puts Keith on his hip and starts walking to the control room.

“Allura, is there any way we could go back to the space mall?” Lance sits down in his chair in the control room.

“Do you have a reason to want to go?” Allura turns to face him. Lance is playing with Keith’s tiny hands and bouncing him on his legs.

“I was wondering if we could go get Keith some toys. Not much, maybe even just a stuffed animal. Just something he could play on his own.”

Allura nods, “what a lovely idea, Lance. You sound so mature.”

“Thanks, Allura. I know it’s a hassle and it’s only been one day. We have no idea how long he’s going to be like this.”

“We can handle a three year old, Lance.” Allura smiles reassuringly.

“Good. Then I need you to watch him so I can go shower.” Lance stands up with Keith and puts Keith back in the chair.

“Of course.”

Lance walks out of the control room and disappears down the hall. Allura makes her way to Keith and stands in front of him.

“Hi, Keith.” Allura smiles widely.

“No!” Keith pouts and crosses his arms.

Allura is taken aback. “Excuse me?”

“Only Lance.”

“Only Lance what?”

“Only Lance can call me Keith.”

“But that’s your name!” Allura yells in frustration.

Shiro runs into the control room. “Is everything alright? I heard yelling.”

“Just a minor issue with-,” Keith gives Allura a look, “with the baby.”

“Keith?” Shiro turns to look at the child.

“Only Lance!” Keith once again yells.

“No body can call him Keith, except Lance.” Allura explains.

“Why don’t we try to put him to sleep. It’s late.” Shiro rubs his forehead.

Pidge pops her head in the room. “Did you just say it’s late? It’s 8:30.”

“It’s too late for Keith.”


Shiro holds back a scream. “Pidge, will you watch him for a while?” Pidge fully steps in the room to observe Keith.

“I guess.” Pidge shrugs.

“Thanks, Pidge.” Shiro tiredly smiles.

“The only reason I’m doing this is because he’s cute.”

Shiro and Allura roll their eyes and leave the control room.

Keith starts grunting and tries to get out of the chair.

“Do you want to get down?” Pidge asks, crouching down to his eye level. Keith stops what he’s doing and nods rapidly.

“Are you going to be good and stay here?” Keith nods more.

Pidge helps him down and he stands in front of her. He slaps a little hand on Pidge’s leg.

“Tag!” He yells and bolts down the hallway and away from Pidge.

“That little shit.” She’s whispers to herself and starts running after him. She reaches a cross roads and groans in frustration.

Hunk is sitting on his bed reading when someone knocks on his door.

“It’s open!” Hunk yells. Pidge stomps through the doors.


“You what?!” Hunk jumps to his feet. “He’s three, Pidge! How did a three year old trick you?”

“He tagged me and ran.”

“Wait, you let a three year old outrun you?” Hunk asks, trying to contain his laughter.

“He’s fast and it caught me off guard. Whatever, it doesn’t matter. We have to find Keith before anyone finds out he’s gone.” Hunk follows Pidge out of his room.

“You go that way, I’ll go this way.” Hunk points down the opposite directions. Pidge nods and her and Hunk run away from each other.

Hunk doesn’t notice Lance coming out of his room on the next floor up and almost runs over him.

“Hunk, bud, what’s going on?” Lance runs a hand through his damp hair.

“Oh, uh, I’m just playing a game with Pidge.”

“You are?”

“Yeah. We’re playing hide n seek.”

“Oh cool! We should all play! Do you know if Allura is still in the control room with Keith?” Lance grins at the though of everyone playing together.

“No. I mean- I don’t think so. They might be playing with Pidge by now. I’m not sure. Why don’t we go ahead and start playing?” If Pidge finds us, we explain we’re playing. Sound good?“ Hunk nervously tries to distract Lance.

Lance looks at him curiously. “Okay. Sure.” Lance stares at Hunk for a few more moments before running off to hide.

Lance runs to the training deck and curses when there’s nowhere to hide.


“Lance!” Lance turns around to see Allura standing in the doorway.

“Hey, Allura. Is Keith not hiding with you?”

“Hiding?” Allura raises an eyebrow.

“Hunk said he and Pidge were playing hide n seek and that you and Keith were probably playing, too.”

“Oh! Oh, right. Yes, we are playing. No, Keith wanted to be a big boy and hide by himself,” Allura nervously says.

“That sounds like Keith. Now I gotta go hide before Pidge finds me; you never saw me.” Lance runs out before Allura can answer.

Lance skids to a stop in front of the kitchen and turns in. Lance crouches behind the center island. He hears giggling coming from a nearby cabinet. Lance smiles and shifts so he’s on all fours and crawling towards the cabinet. He throws the door open and Keith laughs.

“There you are!” Lance throws his arms open and gasps in mock shock. Keith climbs out of the cabinet and stands in front of Lance.

Lance stands up and Keith pulls on his hand. “Do you want to go find the others?” Lance asks him. Keith shakes his head. “Do you want to just go relax?” Keith nods. Lance chuckles. “We can do that.”

Lance leads Keith to the living room area, Keith swinging Lance’s arm occasionally as they walk.

They’re sitting on the couches playing peekaboo when Pidge jogs in. “You found him?! Lance, we’re sorry. We didn’t mean to lose him earlier.”

“Wait, you had lost baby Keith?” Lance slowly puts his hands down and his smile fades.

babysitting (peter parker x reader)

i dont know why, but i’m just in the mood for some fluffball peter.

soooo enjoy!

also, i finally figured out how i want my blog to look like, and i’m so happy with the way it’s turned out, go give it a look if you’d like. plus, i updated my masterlist and added some things. i’m kinda liking where this whole thing is going. hopefully i dont change my mind in 4 hours and start all over again.


Originally posted by dailymcugifs

you sighed as you sat down on the sofa, completely worn out from trying to keep a handle on your nephew. you loved him to bits and pieces, but you knew he was going to wake up soon from his nap and want to play some type of child game with him. 

your phone buzzed in your back pocket, making you lean over and grab it, seeing a contact you’re too familiar with illuminate the screen. it was your boyfriend, Peter. you pressed the green button before holding it up to your ear.

“hey.” you smiled, keeping your voice low just incase. 

“hey.” he said through the phone, his smile audible,”what you up to today?”

“nothing really, just babysitting my nephew.” you say, looking over at the loveseat to see the 3 year old still sound asleep. you smiled lightly before Peter’s voice could be heard again.

“oh, okay. i was gonna ask you if you wanted to hang out today, but i know he’s probably a handful, so.” he said and you immediately felt bad. you and Peter hadn’t had much hanging out time ever since he left to live with the Avengers and all. you were proud of him, but it hurt you a little.

“i know, i’m really sorry, Pete.”

“no, it’s no worries.” he said,”really, i promise.”

“are you sure?” you asked.

“yes, y/n. i’m positive.” he said,”you never get to spend time with your nephew since they live down in Florida, he misses you.” he said. he was right. your sister and brother in law had moved to Florida and came up on occasion to visit. it just so happened to be this week. 

“but i miss you.” you said, keeping your voice in a low tone,”i barely even see you.” 

“i know, but your family comes first. trust me, there’s nothing more important than family.”

you sighed,”fine. but we’re having dinosuar chicken nuggets for dinner. you’re invited if you want to come.”

“i’ll think about it.” he said,”i gotta go, May is having me help he make something. i love you, y/n.” 

you smiled after hearing those three words. 

“i love you too, Peter.”

and with that both of you had hung up. you looked over at your nephew as he shifted, opening his eyes.

oh, here we go again. 


you placed the plate of the dino shaped chicken nuggets in front of the 3 year old as you heard a knock on the door. you jogged over to the wooden door, opening it to see a familiar face paired with some loose brown curls sitting on top of his head. you smiled.

“hey, is that invitation still standing?” he asked, holding a container of something unknown. 

you wrapped your arms around his neck as his arms found your waist, still managing to hold the container. 

“yes, it does. come in.” you smiled, stepping aside to let Peter walk inside. he walked in and immediately the 3 year old perked up.

“aunt y/n, who is that?” he asked.

“oh, this is my friend Peter, Peter, this is my nephew Noah.”

Peter smiled, taking a seat next to Noah.

“hey, buddy. what’s up?” he asked.

“i just want to play with my cars.” Noah said, causing a giggle to slip from your lips as you stepped into the kitchen.

“Peter, do you want some gourmet dinosaur chicken nuggets?” you asked, a smile on your lips. he looked over at you.

“sure.” he said, a smile tugging at his own lips.

you listened to Peter talk to your nephew as you fixed Peter a plate.  

“so, Noah, who’s your favorite superhero?”

“i like the Avengers.”

“who’s your favorite Avenger?”

“hmm,” Noah thought out loud,”spider-man!”

as soon as the words left his mouth, you looked over at Peter, who looked up at you. you gave him a smile.

“oh really?”

“yeah. i think he’s super cool.”

Peter smiled,”what makes him your favorite?”

“he can shoot webs.” Noah said before finishing his last chicken nugget,”and he fights all the bad guys.”

“yeah, he’s a cool superhero.” you spoke up, making Peter turn towards you. you gave him a smile, which he returned.

“aunt y/n, can i go play with my cars now?” Noah asked, scooting out of his chair.

“yeah, bud. go ahead.” you said and he smiled before he flashed into the living room. you took Noah’s chair, sitting next to Peter.

“he likes you.” you smiled as Peter took the last bite out of his chicken nugget.

“all kids like me, y/n. i’m spider-man.” he said and you just laughed. you looked towards the container.

“what’s in the container?” you asked, Peter grabbed it from the other side of him before placing it in front of you on the table.

“it’s a little apology present for not always being home.” he said, you gave him a confused look as you lifted the lid off, seeing a bunch of homemade cupcakes.

“Peter, you don’t have to apologize-”

“yes i do.” he said,”i haven’t been around as much anymore and it’s my fault. and i’m truly sorry.”

you gave him a smile before pecking his lips,”it’s fine, Peter. you really didn’t have to do this.”

“but i did, so enjoy the cupcakes.” he said as you giggled.


soon, your nephew had gone to bed and it was only you and Peter left awake in the house. you two sat on the sofa, his head rested in your lap as you played with his curls.

“i’ve missed this.” you said, tugging lightly at his curls. he sat up, sitting up and pulling you onto him. you giggled into his chest until he lifted your head up with his finger under your chin. 

“i have too.” he said before leaning in and placing his lips on yours. you wrapped your arms around his neck as his wrapped around your torso, bringing you so close you guys were chest to chest. 

he pulled away slightly, looking at you. 

“i love you. so damn much.” he mumbled before crashing his lips back onto yours.