chomping at the bite

Star-Crossed (M)

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☆Genre: Angst/Fluff/Smut || CEO!Jimin

☆Pairing: Jimin x Reader

☆Length: 22.7k

☆Summary: Like a constellation hung from the skies above, he who had once illuminated the lackluster night sky of the bustling city appeared to you like  a meteor shower raining upon the pitch black horizon, And just as quick and abrupt as the celestial display had graced its way through the lonely skies above, he left just as suddenly as it had arrived. But you should’ve expected this ill-fated story, a waitress struggling to get by had never been fitting of an heir-to-be CEO. What was written in the stars was written into history, and history is an irrevocable phenomenon that cannot be reversed.

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3 Perfect Days In Seattle: A Guide

Day 1

Morning Coffee: Elm Coffee Roasters

240 2nd Avenue South | Seattle, WA 98104

If you fly in take the Link (Seattle Public Transit) downtown.

Right when you get off, you can walk a few blocks until you find Elm Coffee.

This place was recommended by new friends I found from Instagram the wide open space is filled with a white marble bar, and tables accompanied by wicker chairs that seem to fit you just right.

 Petite pastries lay across the bar. The most tempting are the vegan donuts, although you won’t be able to tell the difference.

 The coffee has a light, citrus scent to the roasted beans and the pitter patter of feet fill your ears as customers line up for their morning latte. The ambience is very relaxing, light chatter feels comfortable, and is a sweet spot that isn’t so touristy (like Original Starbucks, you can go there, too!)

Mid-Day Brunch: Biscuit Bitch

1909 1st Ave | Seattle, WA 98101

Walking down to Pike Place, the infamous marketplace is next. To satisfy the itch to try new food in the city, you can get your southern soul food fix closeby.

 The sidewalk is usually lined up with hungry brunchers in line or waiting for one of the (few) coveted tables. The popularity of this place is obvious with people casually walking by end up joining in on the biscuit madness. Biscuit Bitch has all the sass and snarkiness that lives up to its name. The staff has hair all colors of the rainbow, tattoos that dot their arms, and are quirky and loud. I blushed a bit while ordering the “Hot Mess Bitch” but I’ll admit it felt cool to cuss when I ordered.

 The Hot Mess Bitch had me exploring every corner of my cardboard to go box (everything is packaged to go). One bite had me chomping down smooth grits with cheese and the next bite I’d get a flavor whirlwind of sausage, jalapeno and biscuit. Every bite was a new experience depending on which ingredients I wanted to combine next.

The Hot Mess Bitch- Biscuit Bitch

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anonymous asked:

MC having cute aggression towards the RFA member they're with. (Cute aggression {or its at least what I like to call it} is when you just find your significant other so cute you just wanna bite them... Or eat them up *wink wonk*)

OH THATS AN AWESOME NAME FOR IT, in Tagalog “Gigil” is the closest term, like you want to put your hands or teeth into something because it’s so damn cute… and trying to hold back… but let’s be honest… who holds back? *chomps on Nonny-Chan’s arm… oops… perhaps some restraint is best*

*MC bites Yoosung on the arm* 

Yoosung: “H-Hey! Ow! That h-hurts! W-why did you do that?”
MC:” If it hurts so much… why are you blushing? Did you, did you like that it hurt?”
Yoosung (blushing intensifies): “No… I mean… maybe?”
MC: “Would you like me to try again?”
Yoosung (offering his arm): “I… if you want?”
MC bites his neck instead
Yoosung: “Oh!”


*grabs Zen by the arms and squeezes*
Zen: “Jagi! If you wanted a gun show you only had to ask!” (flexes)
MC: “N-no that’s not it, I just couldn’t hold back my affection for you and I had to squeeze you!”
Zen (smiling fondly): Awww Jagi, you’re too perfect for words!
MC:”… I didn’t tell you to stop the gun show though.”
Zen continues flexing.


*pinches Jaehee’s cheeks*

Jaehee: “MC we’re at work! This isn’t appropriate!”
MC (now draped over Jaehee’s shoulders and hugging her in front of customers) “Awww but honey you’re so damn pretty! I can’t help it! Every time i see you I just wanna smoosh that lovely face of yours and hug you and pinch you and love you-”
Jaehee (blushing and smiling apologetically): “Yes, Yes okay fine- continue pinching my cheeks.” 
MC squeals and continues to pinch, Jaehee sighs just happy her girlfriend has stopped nauseating their customers with her affection. Just wait until they got out the back… then HER pinching would begin.


*
hugs Jumin around the waist and starts aggressively swinging him side to side*
Jumin: “I… as… uh… sweet as all this… is… MC… why are you… shaking… me?”
MC: “Because I love you and I can’t get enough of you and I just want you all to myself and I can’t take it!!!”
Jumin (dialling a number): “Yes, Assistant Kang. Cancel all meetings for today- MC is in dire need of help… well if you must know Assistant Kang, in dire need of me… Assistant Kang? Hello? Hmm… I think we lost connection. Now where were we? Ahhh yes… continue heaving me about as you will my dear.” 
Jumin smiles as he sways along in his wife’s embrace, can’t get over how cute she’s being… thinks perhaps this could be a new natural therapy they could introduce at C & R- Hug it out… hmm… 


*bites Saeyoung on the earlobe*
Saeyoung: “MC… don’t start a game you can’t win.” 
*bites Saeyoung on the jaw*
Saeyoung: “I’m giving you fair warning here MC.” 
*bites Saeyoung on the collarbone as she slides to sit on his lap*
Saeyoung (dramatically sighing): “It seems we are at an impasse my dear. I’m trying to work and you’re sitting there giggling while biting me… There’s only one thing to do- bite you back until your giggling stops and your begging begins…”
MC: “Saeyoung!”
Saeyoung: “Yes, a marvellous start. Now just add… please at the end!”


*aggressively massages at Saeran’s cheeks*
Saeran: What are you doing woman? 
MC: “URGH! I CAN’T TAKE HOW CUTE YOU ARE! SERIOUSLY! HAVE YOU SEEN YOURSELF IN A MIRROR?! YOU’RE SO DAMN PERFECT!”
Saeran: “Is that why you’re trying to rearrange my face with your incessant pawing?”
MC: “YES!”
Saeran: “Is it helping… this… whatever this is?” 
MC: “KINDA!”
Saeran (sighing): “Okay then. But when you’re done, it’s my turn.”
MC:”Sure Saeran, you can play with my face!”
Saeran: “Wrong cheeks MC.” 

*nuzzles into V’s neck and bites his shoulder*
V: “A-Ah! Is there a reason why you suddenly want to eat me?”
MC: “I always want to eat you, today however- you’re just ridiculously adorable and I had to have a taste!”
V (blushing): “You are welcome to MC, anytime.” 
MC (blushing right back): “I… I meant that in a non-sexual way…”
V (blushing intensifies): “M-me too.” 
MC: “But… if the offer is on the table…”
Bites V’s neck hard enough to leave a mark. 
MC: “Hmmmm, delicious.” 

Cereal Killer

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 500 EXACTLY APPLAUD ME

Warnings: fluff, dean’s a teasing little shit

Prompt: “If you keep sticking your tongue out like that, I’m gonna have to do something about it.”

Originally posted by falling-for-the-winchesters

You rummaged through the cabinets, trying to find the cereal you were so desperately craving this morning. Dean was at the table, gobbling through his own bowl. “Whatcha lookin’ for sweetheart?” He asked around a mouthful.

“The cerea-” You spotted the box on the counter by the sink, snatching it up. “Nevermind, found it.” You went to pour it out into your bowl, only to find it empty. “You ate all the cereal?” you gasped, turning to him and shaking the empty box.

He shrugged, “You snooze you lose.”

“You meanie,” you pouted, sticking your tongue out at him.

“Okay, you are five, but whatever. If you want the rest of mine, take it.”

You scrunched up your nose, “No, ew, it’s got your germs in it.”

“And since when have my germs ever bothered you?”

You stuck your tongue out at him once more, crossing your arms over your chest. “Since you were a meanie who decided to eat my breakfast!”

“If you keep sticking your tongue out like that, I’m gonna have to do something about it,” Dean grunted, rolling his eyes after you had childishly stuck your tongue out once again. “Seriously, might as well just put it in my mouth since it obviously can’t stay in yours.”

You choked on your own saliva as your head processed what he had said. “What?” you asked, still trying to repeat his words and make sure you heard him correctly.

“What, what?” He asked, chomping down on his last bite of cereal.

“What did you just say?”

“Nothing,” he blushed, unaware that you had heard him. “Nothing, eat your stupid breakfast.” Dean quickly moved from the table to the kitchen sink, rinsing his bowl and spoon off and setting them on the towel to drip dry. You were frozen in your spot by the counter, eyes focused on him, unblinking. “Stop staring at me, it’s freakin’ me out.”

“Tell me what you said!”

“I said eat your stupid breakfast. I’ll go buy more cereal today, alright?”

You scoffed, grabbing his wrist before he could leave. “What did you say after you told me you were gonna do something about me stickin’ my tongue out?”

Dean huffed, stomping his foot impatiently. “Can we just drop it? It’s nothing important, obviously, or else I would’ve repeated myself.”

You laughed a bit, keeping a firm grasp on his wrist. “I heard what you said, dummy. I just want to hear you say it again.” Dean blushed again, looking down at his feet. “You say it again and maybe I just might do it.”

That perked him up, he tipped his head to look at you, a proud smirk on his lips. “I said: Might as well just put it in my mouth since it obviously can’t stay in yours.”

You stood on your toes, arms wrapped around Dean’s neck as you placed your lips against his. And to be fair, neither of your tongues stayed in your own mouths during that kiss.

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Absolutely Smitten (I’ll Never Let You Go)

Summary: In which Dan is a much-adored primary school music teacher, and Phil is just the science teacher who can’t keep his mind off of him. But when the students notice and try to get in on the action, will Phil finally work up the courage to ask Dan out? Based on this prompt from Phanfic.

Word Count: 4k

Genre: Fluff

Extra tags: Getting together, teacher AU, pure fluff

Warnings: none

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A/N: As an elementary education major currently in my second year of college, I immediately knew this prompt was absolutely perfect for me and there was no way I couldn’t write this. I mean, come on, wouldn’t they just make the perfect teachers? Anyway, I hope you enjoy!!

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Your favorite Otayuri fics of all time

Thank you guys so much for sending these in! :)

Home by Phayte - 47,6k, E

sent in by anon

Summary:

“So um… how did I…?”

“I brought you up here. You were slumped next to a dumpster. I couldn’t leave you there knowing a blizzard is coming through.”

“A blizzard.” He never really got to watch any news unless he got a few dollars that would buy him a cup of coffee and hours in a diner where they would leave on the television.

“Where are we?” he muttered around the food in his mouth.

“How about introductions first. I am Otabek, what is your name?”

He paused. He was not so sure how to answer the question, as simple as it seemed. No one had asked him his name in years. His brow furrowed as he dug through his memories, chewing thoughtfully on a carrot. He would tell it to himself every night along with other important information so he would not forget, but it was sometimes hard to remember things like that after a while.

“Yuri.”

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Yuri is homeless… passing out next to a dumpster… the billionaire Otabek Altin saves him from a blizzard coming in… Or does Yuri save Otabek?

Symphony in Four Movements by mika60 - 16,3k, T

sent in by anon

Summary:

Their tale transcends through the unwritten melodies of history.

On the Cusp of Dawn by PencilTrash - 24,4k, E

sent in by anon

Summary:

[AU where Yuri is a Prince and ranked highest among Omegas, whose life has revolved around his childhood friend, Otabek, who holds the lowest rank among Alphas. Their worlds suddenly comes shattering down after a loss they both isn’t prepared for.
AU where we’ve tournaments and challenges to change your birth rank.]
Otabek bowed to the new Prince and offered the flower crown that his sister, Sabrina, had made and a basket full of fresh cherries which he’d collected from their small farm on the cusp of dawn. Carefully, he set them down on the overflowing heap of gifts.
The Prince, who’d just turned six, frowned at the basket for a long moment before raising his hand and shoving a fistful in his mouth. Otabek blinked at him, totally taken aback.
“Mmm-hum… ” the Prince hummed, closing his eyes, as he chomped on the bites of the plump fruits in his mouth. He opened his eyes, fixing his crystal green glare on Otabek. “Bring me more tomorrow,” he ordered, taking a few more from the basket.
“Y-yes, your highness,” Otabek stuttered, bowing again before he was shoved away by a royal guard to clear the area. He hadn’t missed the way the Prince had shot a burning look at the guard.

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Obnoxious (SFW Gabriel ReyesxReader)

The sounds of camaraderie were like music to your ears; soothing away the morning’s stresses of briefings and combat simulations. Mealtimes were the only time everyone’s schedule aligned; breakfast, lunch and dinner being the only definite time everyone could spend time together during the workweek. The United Nations had been fairly generous with the budget, so their accommodations were quite favorable. Food, living arrangements, travel, battle gear and weapons, and even day to day clothing and luxury items were all provided to those who preserved peace in the world.

Walking into the canteen, your mouth watered and stomach growled. Everything smelled absolutely delightful; the smell of spices and cooked meat and vegetables drawing you even faster into the cafeteria. While your stomach demanded you immediately satiate by getting in line and getting food, your eyes bounced around the room until you caught sight of your colleagues and friends. The Omnic Crisis had not only brought the world together, but had also created a group of inseparable friends and allies. The founder; Ana, Gabriel, Jack, Reinhardt, and Torbjorn always sat with each other, little Fareeha always following someone from the group like a little duckling.

You remembered when you had first been recruited into Overwatch, you thought you’d be intimidated by them, the stories of their feats making them seem damn near god-like. But you couldn’t have been more wrong. While they were intense, precise and deadly on the battlefield, you had never met a bigger bunch of dorks when you were off. Jack and Gabe constantly were in constant competition with one another, Ana was the ever sarcastic yet sweet instigator, you weren’t sure if sweet Reinhardt had ever used an inside voice and Torbjorn was constantly using analogies that no one but him understood. Even little Fareeha would get in on their antics, the sweetest little girl with a quick wit had learned that with a pout she could get anything she wanted. And somehow, you had managed to win the eye of Gabriel Reyes. Smiling, you practically skipped over to the table, greeting the occupants of the table as you walked by.

“Hello little duck”, you said, rustling Fareeha’s hair and earning a giggle back from the girl before gently squeezing her mother on the shoulder. The sniper was in a deep conversation with Torbjorn, the both of them going back and forth over possible improvements to her sniper rifle. You waggled your finger in a wave at them, before continuing down the table. You gave Reinhardt an affectionate slap on the back, the mountain of a German laughing before going back to his meal. Locking eyes with Gabe, a grin took over your features as you saw the two trays of roasted chicken and vegetables, one touched and one not, in front of him. He gave you a smirk, pushing his chair out and opening his arms for you. You smoothly moved into his hold, sitting down across his lap and smiling contently as he tightened his arms around your waist.

“Why thank you papi”, you hummed, dipping your head down and pressing a loving, tender kiss his soft lips. He gave a soft growl against your lips, squeezing around your hips a little tighter before nipping playfully at your bottom lip. You wiggled on his lap, giggling softly as he released your bottom lip, one of his hands sweeping over your cheek and pushing your hair behind your ear. Looking at you, an outsider might think this was the first few weeks you guys had started dating. But you were a year and a few months into the relationship; both of you pleasantly surprised that you had yet to lose the spark. There were some that wished it had at least calmed down.

“Ahem.”

Your lifted your head, turning to look up at Jack and grinning teasingly.

“Why hello there Jackie”, you hummed, turning in Gabriel’s lap and smiling sweetly at him. “Sorry for not saying hi dear!”

“Hi to you too”, he responded blandly, going back to his meal.

You genuinely liked Jack. He was a sweet, good-hearted man; warm, caring and steadfast in his convictions. But you and Gabe couldn’t deny how fun it was to tease him. Compared to you two city kids, the country boy was downright innocent. It was always fun to rustle his feathers when given the chance.

Gabe chuckled as he pressed a kiss to the side of your neck, his chin resting on your shoulder, a small smirk on his lips. Jack rolled his eyes, looking back down at his meal and poking at it once or twice with a look of frustration on his face. Hunger demanded you finally start to eat your own meal, the flavorful meat and vegetables tasting delightful on your tongue. You turned into Gabriel as he went back to his own meal, you both taking turns feeding one another while joining into the table’s conversation every so often.

“I beat my old PT record”, you said with a soft laugh, opening your mouth and going to bite the roasted sweet potato Gabe offered, moving forward only to have the food pulled back. “Hey! I need food for my energy, sir!”

You laughed as Gabe offered you the food again before yanking his hand back, turning and shooting a playful glare at him. You followed twice more as he pulled the fork away before turning in his lap, your back to his chest. You stole his fork and began to eat from his plate, huffing with a fake pout.

“So Rein”, you said, purposefully ignoring Gabe’s attempts to actually feed you. “How did your hand to hand go this morning?”

“Ah Liebste”, Rein cried, proudly pounding his chest. “I showed those young ones what true fighting was! I was unstoppable! I even took pity on them and let them all come at me but none could take down this raw German power!”

He flexed dramatically, you laughing as you stuck another forkful of Gabe’s stolen lunch into your mouth, your eyes darting away as Gabe tried to feed you.

“Now I don’t think that’s quite fair habibi”, Ana stated simply, patting his shoulder endearingly. “Just last week Fareeha was able to best you. You’re not as unstoppable as you say.”

“Ah mein spatzi”, he conceded, pressing his hand to his chest, then gently dabbing at his eyes. “You’re right, little Fareeha here will be quite the fighter! I think i can live if it is her.”

You smiled as you watched the German man tease the little girl until she jumped up, prepared for another bout. She broke into a fit of laughter as Reinhardt sweeped her up into the air. Your eyes followed, warmth moving through you as you watched the pair.

“Cariño.”

Gabriel’s voice caressed your ear, the commanding tone he took sending a shiver down your spine, drawing your attention back to him.

“Don’t ignore me”, he whispered as he pulled you tighter against him. “You know I was just messing with you corazón. Now stop pouting and let me feed you.”

“Fine”, you huffed, tossing your hair over your shoulder and chomping down on the bite. He placed several kisses against your jaw, earning a flirty giggle in response.

“You you like that huh”, he asked hypothetically, nibbling along your jaw, drawing out a gasp. He placed another kiss at your pulse point, your body jumping against him, Gabe laughing lowly against your skin. You jumped as someone’s hands came down on the tables, both you and Gabe looking over at Jack, his face tinged pink up to his ears.

“Do you both have to always do”, Jack started exasperated, motioning dramatically at the both of them. “That?”

“Doing what”, Gabe asked stone-faced, placing another kiss against your neck again.

“Uh oh here they go again”, Ana said with a slight smirk, leaning forward onto her hand. Gently nudging Reinhardt, she leaned her head towards the trio at the other end of the table. “Bet Jack will fold again.”

“You are on Liebchen!”

“You know the whole kissing and and”, Jack stammered, again motioning vaguely towards you. “All that! It’s not professional! What if your subordinates see?!”

“And”,Gabe retorted, shrugging. “You really think any of them have the cajones to say shit to me?”

“I honestly would pay good money to see that”,you thought aloud, trying to imagine any of them mouthing off, especially about his relationship.

“Well it’s still unprofessional”, Jack scoffed. “All the touching and kissing…like fraternization isn’t prohibited but you two are…”

“Obnoxious”, you answered for him, a wicked smile crossing your features. You turned squeezing Gabe’s face to your chest and casting a look from the corner of your eyes. “Oh Jackie, I think I finally understand! Well don’t you worry your pretty blonde head, there is absolutely enough of Gabriel for us to share. I’m sure if you just asked, papi here would be more than happy to give you the same kind of attention! All the kisses and cuddles your heart desires! Isn’t that right, guapo?”

Gabriel snorted softly in laughter, you both turning to watching Morrison’s face grow several different shades of red, his eyes darting from you to Gabe several times before he suddenly became enthralled by the mashed potatoes on his tray.

“Offer is always open”, you practically purred, kissing Gabe once more.

BTS Reactions - You pet every stray dog

For quite literally the eighteenth time since you and your boyfriend started this walk through the city, you squealed and ran over to a small beagle puppy who was curled up in a cardboard box. He looked dirty, tired and hungry so you gestured for your boyfriend to come over. You took his bag and found some of the sausage rolls you had packed for the walk. You pulled the sausage out and fed it in small bites to the puppy, who chewed it down eagerly. You tuned back to your boyfriend with a huge smile.

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Female Archeops are attracted to males with large canines. He typically shows them off by running/gliding at her face with a wide-open mouth. If she is impressed, she will ruffle her feathers and show off the bright colors on her face. If she is unimpressed, she will flash her own teeth. If he doesn’t get the hint, she will bite him. A chomp to the face gets him to leave her alone.

On the Cusp of Dawn [Read on AO3] by @loveactually-rps

Photoset for @otayuriweek: Day 7 - Royalty.

[ Yuri on Ice | Yurio x Otabek | Teen Up and Audiences | Royalty, ABO Dynamics AU (non - traditional), Friends To Lovers, Prince Yuri, Tournaments]

Otabek bowed to the new Prince and offered the flower crown that his sister, Sabrina, had made and a basket full of fresh cherries which he’d collected from their small farm on the cusp of dawn. Carefully, he set them down on the overflowing heap of gifts.

The Prince, who’d just turned six, frowned at the basket for a long moment before raising his hand and shoving a fistful in his mouth. Otabek blinked at him, totally taken aback.

“Mmm-hum… ” the Prince hummed, closing his eyes, as he chomped on the bites of the plump fruits in his mouth. He opened his eyes, fixing his crystal green glare on Otabek. “Bring me more tomorrow,” he ordered, taking a few more from the basket.

“Y-yes, your highness,” Otabek stuttered, bowing again before he was shoved away by a royal guard to clear the area. He hadn’t missed the way the Prince had shot a burning look at the guard.

[Aka, AU where Yuri is a Prince and ranked highest among Omegas, whose life has revolved around his childhood friend, Otabek, who holds the lowest rank among Alphas. Yuri’s world suddenly comes shattering down after a loss he isn’t prepared for]

A half billion year old survival technique.

Trilobites are the ubiquitous arthropods of the Paleozoic, and the first to use a defence mechanism familiar to anyone who has ever poked a woodlouse with a twig. A recent discovery of the oldest known example was found at Jasper National Park in Canada, with its tail tucked around its head. This presented their solid carapace to the outside, protecting the vulnerable legs and underbelly. Trilobites have been found with bites taken out of them, evidently chomped by killer arthropods such as anomalocaris. This fascinating example of the evolutionary race between predators and prey predates the next oldest by several million years. This technique helped trilobites survive for their astonishing evolutionary lifespan of 270 million years.

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Image credit: Dwergen Paartje

http://www.theguardian.com/science/2013/sep/25/trilobyte-roll-up-animal-curl-ball

German UB-85 Sunk by “Sea Monster”

Pictured above is the wreck of the famous German UB85 which met its fate in April of 1918. The British discovered the German submarine when it was forced the ascend to the surface due to extensive damages that the ship suffered from an attack by a sea monster. The Germans surrendered to the British because their vessel was in no condition to fight. When questioned by British intelligence, Captain Günther Krech told a horrifying tale of their encounter with the monster. The monster appeared out of the blue and attacked the ship, he described it as being very large with horns, giant teeth and small eyes that set deep within its skull. It proceeded to attack the submarine by biting at it and ramming it. It chomped pieces out of the main gun, of which the Germans frequently fired at the creature with. After counter-attacking the beast it swam off and the Germans then rose to the surface. It is unclear whether the story was fabricated or not but the wreck was found last year and the story’s authenticity is currently under intense investigation nearly a hundred years later.