cmon carrie time to get on that ; )

agoddamnrayeofsunshine  asked:

so I know Hunk from the voltron family has his teddy bear from keith but do lance or pidge have any extra special toys that they're attached to?

This is the perfect prompt to show how Keith got the idea that Pidge and Lance just hated him, but adored Shiro instead! 8D Take note, they don’t call them “Daddy” here yet. They basically did not address them at all.

[The Voltron Family] Mr. Cuddles was a big brown teddy bear Keith had for lil Hunk on his very first day. It was Hunk who decided the name for obvious reasons—the bear was his cuddle buddy when Daddy Keith wasn’t sleeping beside him. It was actually only Keith who had surprises for the kids. 

Lance = Stuffed Bunny
Pidge = Stuffed Piglet

See, Hunk adored Mr. Cuddles. He carried it EVERYWHERE. To the point it seemed like it was his best friend. It made Keith smile, seeing how attached to the bear his new son was. He was happy to see how a gift from him is being appreciated and loved. 

Pidge and Lance were a different story. The kids were downstairs with their Daddy Shiro trying to bake cookies, so he decided to start on the house chores. When he went to Lance’s room, he saw the stuffed bunny under the bed, neglected and dirty. He frowned as he took it out, tapping to get rid of the dust. Perhaps, Lance just misplaced it and has forgotten about it. He proceeded to Pidge’s room and looked for the piglet only to see it on the floor near Pidge’s headboard. Perhaps Pidge elbowed the piglet causing it to fall. Keith picked it up and decided he’d wash them so they would be fresh and clean.

After having the stuff toys washed and dried, he placed them on their beds so Lance and Pidge would see them immediately, sitting there waiting for them. Keith smiled at the thought.

The following morning, he came to wake up the kids. He was done preparing breakfast, while Shiro was making the kids their mugs of morning milk.

Keith: Pidge, sweetheart. Wake up. Time for a spot of breakfast. *caresses her cheeks* *smiles at his new daughter*
Pidge: *turns around* *opens eyes* Hmmm?
Keith: Good morning. *smiles and gives her a morning kiss* *picks her up and carries her* Let’s go get your brothers, yeah?
Pidge: *nods and goes back to sleeping on Keith’s shoulders*
Keith: *spots the stuffed piglet on the floor again and frowns* Do you want to hold your piggy?
Pidge: *shakes her head* *sleepy* No. I don’t want it.
Keith: Oh… I… I see. *frowns in sadness*

Next was Lance.

Keith: Buddy, time for bre—
Lance: *jumps out of the bed* *stuffed bunny gets kicked and stepped over when Lance runs out* Yay! Foood!
Keith: *sighs* *picks up the stuff toy and places it back on the bed*

Last was Hunk, and Keith’s heart melted at the sight of his eldest son hugging his teddy bear so tightly while sleeping peacefully. 

Keith: Hey, baby. *brushes Hunk’s hair* Wake up. Time to feed your tummy. 
Hunk: *opens his eyes* *sees Keith* *smiles* G'morning. *nuzzles Keith’s hand*
Keith: Morning. Now, cmon. Get up. There are bacons and eggs.
Hunk: *gets up and gives Keith a morning kiss* I love bacons and eggs!
Keith: I am aware. *chuckles* 

So the three of them went down stairs, Keith carried a sleepy Pidge using his right arm, while the other held Hunk–who was carrying Mr. Cuddles with him. Lance was already down there, sitting in the breakfast table chatting happily with Shiro. Keith could see how much the boy admired his husband. When Shiro spotted them, he took Pidge from Keith’s arms. The lil girl woke up and was suddenly energetic upon seeing her new Dad. Lance and Pidge were both trying to get Shiro’s attention and Shiro gladly gave them what they wanted. Lance even hugged Shiro so tight and gave him a morning kiss, to which Shiro chuckled. Pidge nagged Lance because he was supposed to share Shiro with her. Keith couldn’t help but feel a little left out. 

Hunk: *squeezes Keith’s hand* Can I have milk?
Keith: *looks down and sees Hunk* *smiles sadly* Of course you can, Hunk.

Little did Keith know that during that moment, little Hunk made it his duty to make sure his Daddy Keith wouldn’t feel left out. He was going to make sure that he was well-loved like how Shiro was loved by Lance and Pidge. It didn’t matter if it was only him, because he knew he didn’t like seeing Keith sad.

So this was basically the start right after they got adopted here. How Keith’s insecurities with the kids started. (x, the page where the prompts started ) Oh damn it was supposed to be a happy prompt but this was just perfect for it! I’m sorry for turning it this way TAT

flower crowns and pastel boots- chapter five

pastel punk au

tw: homophobia, vague suicidal thoughts

thank you @myrosebudboy, @t-basilton-g-p, @fuxkbaz, @snowbazrosebuds, @formal-wear, and @queerwithacrown for letting me bounce ideas off you and generally helping goodness <3

chapter one, chapter two, chapter three, chapter four, chapter five, chapter six, chapter seven, chapter eight, chapter nine, chapter ten, chapter eleven, chapter twelve, chapter thirteen, chapter fourteen, chapter fifteen, chapter sixteen, chapter seventeen, chapter eighteen, chapter nineteenepilogue


he’s every name but his own.

he’s pitch-bitch, degrading and insulting and painful-

he’s whore (and he’s slut and street treat and something he doesn’t want to repeat, not even in his own head)- even though it’s a lie-

he’s frosty, he’s rainbow, he’s freak and bitch and arse, and he’s breaking apart.

baz is the shadow of a soft pastel almost, hollow and light and quiet as a whisper.

simon feels something when he looks at him- like a star collapsing in his chest. and he thinks he knows what it is, because he used to feel like that when he looked at agatha.

he turns his fear and disgust into rage and finds baz and everything the he thinks will hurt him and he unleashes it all, a torrent of insults and jabs and low blows. and as he watches baz’s shocked eyes he feels a surge of savage pleasure breaking over him, growing and growing until-

it’s guilt, it’s not pleasure at all, but he continues because that’s all he knows how to do.

and he watches basilton pitch break into a thousand pieces, right before his eyes.

i made a mistake, he admits to himself. alone.

i made a mistake, and there’s something wrong with him but there’s something wrong with me too.

and then the rest of him beats that part down (like pretty pink boots and hair and sprinkles of red) because no, he’s not a freak like him he’s not he’s not he’s not-

he likes girls. he likes agatha.

it wasn’t meant to turn out like this.

baz lies in bed and stares at the ceiling and feels nothing.

he wonders, from far off, if he’d care if he’d die.

simon wouldn’t care.

no, simon would care- simon would dance with joy. simon would be happier than he’s ever been.

baz has disappointed so many people.

his family, for being who he is.

his mother, for not being strong enough to save her.

maybe he could make one person happy.

even if it’s simon snow.

(especially if it’s simon snow.)

simon knows people.

he knows people who know people and eventually he gets baz’s number because anger and bitterness is seeping through his seams and he needs an outlet.

so he slips outside, where it’s cold and he can think, and texts him.

baz is lying on his back in a room full of shadows when his phone beeps.

he considers not answering it, but it might be one of his parents, and they’ll be upset if he ignores their text. he slides his phone open, and- an unnamed number, not his parents. he’s about to put it down, he doesn’t care, but his eyes skin it-

hey, pitch bitch, it reads, and baz’s blood runs cold. he stares, frozen, until another message pops up.

so after i made u cry today how did u feel? bc u looked really pathetic

he doesn’t answer. (he hadn’t actually cried, just hidden his face in his sleeve and stayed that way until they left.)

cmon fairy r u even there

baz puts his phone down, gently, and lies down, and pulls his pillow over his ears. he can still hear the phone buzzing, over and over and over again.

he doesn’t get any sleep.

it’s like he’s being prodded closer and closer to the edge.

he would turn off his phone- he has, several times- but he always turns it back on, out of some twisted curiosity. and he’s always greeted by insults and mockery-

he doesn’t answer back, though.

he never does.

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sammsdreaming  asked:

13. Favorite fic from another author?

((it’s gonna be one per author or i’ll go nuts AND RECOMMEND EVERYTHING LMAO IM CRAZY ENOUGH))

[not linked because im lazy as fuck but YO THE TITLE IS THERE AND YOU GUYS ARE SMART]
/in other words, if you can’t find it, just go to their masterlists because i’ve tagged them and prepare to ruin yourselves blame samm for this question okay byebyebyebye// shuffles away

warning: lots of caps and bold and cursing

i-write-storiesandsuch‘s LESSONS PART ONE AND TWO FEATURING YIFAN BECAUSE DAMNSHIT

the-storyweaver’s i will carry the sky with you FEATURING YOONMIN LIKE WHY NO GO AWAY BELLS

all of kookie-time​‘s jikook tag like im sorry i can’t help it I AM YOONMIN TRASH BUT JIKOOK CAN GET IT ON TOGETHER ANYDAY

babyitsbts​‘s HUMAN ERROR SERIES FEATURING JUNGKOOK LIKE… GUYS CMON ((FUCK LYDIA YOU HAD ONE JOB))

writingseoul​’s HOMECOMING. FUCK SHIT FEATURING MIN YOONGI GET LOST EM ((but then im stuck with you with the handcuffs so damn it))

thesammtimes​’s ((ahaha hihihihi)) SeKai security guard series like… YOU HAVE NOT LIVED IF YOU HAVE NOT READ THIS((NOW CHEATING HERE TO ADD IN OFFBEAT FEATURING YOONGI BECAUSE THAT SHIT IS GOOD))

exo-nerates​’s KAIHO. FEATURING LUHAN AND KAI. AND THAT MEANS IM GONE ((CHEATING HERE TOO TO ADD IN DUENDE FEATURING KIM JONGIN LIKE PICKUP LINES AND JONGIN??? SIGN ME THE FUCK UP))

sarangghae​’s Seigneur-terraces FEATURING YOONGI ((WHAT THE FUCK CAT)) 

min-tokkiwriter​’s SAFEGUARD SERIES FEATURING LEE JINKI. TAKE SOME CHICKEN AND START READING KIDS

marjins​'s Bliss featuring MIN SUGAAAAAAAAA®

modestlydreaming​’s INVITATION SERIES. PREPARE TO SIN

zeurin​’s CHEMISTRY PARTNER LIKE GUYS. I WANT YOONGI AS A CHEMISTRY PARTNER NOW WHERE IS IT ((IMMA CHEAT HERE AND SAY GO CHECK OUT ‘THE GOLDEN BOY’ AND ‘THE COPPER GIRL’ LIKE FUCK SHIT GO GO GO GO GO GO))

hyacinth-ink​'s I CAN BE YOUR ADDICTION FEATURING KIM TAEHYUNG LIKE THAT FUCKED ME UP ((PUN INTENDED)) AND GO BLOW YOUR MINDS OFF RIGHT NOW

bts-please​'s CAM!BOY YOONGI LIKE WHAT. WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT //THRIFT SHOP STARTS PLAYING// OMG IM WAITING ON THE SECOND PART LIKE LEXI PLS ((NO PRESSURE, SERIOUSLY NO PRESSURE BECAUSE I’LL WAIT UNTIL THE END OF THE WORLD FOR THIS SECOND PART))

nam-jihyun​’s YOU, AMONG OTHER DRUGS FEATURING KIM NAMJOON LIKE THE AUDACITY NO NAMJOON NO FUCK OFF OMG

sugasmut​’s THE LAUNDRY FEATURING MIN FUCKING YOONGI LIKE SEE THE USERNAME SAYS IT ALLLLLLLLL AND YAAAAAAAS //flails into the sun//

monchims​’s SLOW DANCE FEATURING MIN SUGA AND ALL OF HIS PERFECTNESS ON A LAZY MORNING

infinitum-imaginaerum​’s CRAVE FEATURING JINHWAN LIKE AHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA KIM JINHWAN GET BACK INTO YOUR BOX AND STAY THERE YOU LITTLE SHIT

/crawls back underground because the world is too dangerous now with all of this beautiful works/

//send me writer ask(s)

Something was on the Doctor’s mind and he asks Clara if they could pay a little stop in London, on a recent past.
The Doctor walks side by side with his companion but she stops on a Book Store to check on the Culinary books. Clara’s been wanting to improve her soufflé abilities for a while.
But he knows where to go… He (kind of) remembers a conversation a couple regenerations earlier…
“What’s like… The weirdest thing that’s ever happened to you when you were younger?” Asked his tenth regeneration.
Rose hiccuped. They’d been on a planet where the population drank alcohol instead of water and… Well sometime during the day they got thirsty and… “Jeeeeeeeeee…. zzzzzz… Do I remember? Do I? Do I have to? Remember, I mean?” she laughed. His younger self smiled at the drunkness of his companion. His Time-Lordy system prevented him from getting drunk (no it didn’t actually, it just gave him a lot more of alcohol resistance before he got in the “drunk status”).
“ ‘Cmon, Rose… You came up with the game. Now play it!! ”
“ Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine, banana-enthusiastic-pinstriped-little-genius.” She drank more of the glass that laid on the floor of the TARDIS, that he filled with water when he put her there after carrying her to the time machine. “Maybe that… There was this old man… I mean… Nooooooooot thaaaaaaat oooooold… But ya know… older than younger…. Just… old because….”
“Got it.”
“Well… I was a mess… After school… I was just a teen… Sat on the street crying because… I had a fight… With my best friend… Sha… Shareen…” She started to laugh randomly.
“Aaaand…?”
“That old pal knew me… He knew my name…. He hugged me… I meeeean… That’s weird right…? ” She started to snore.
“Yeah… That’s quite weird. But now it’s time for bed, lady… Up! Up!”
His twelfth self smiled at the memory and kept walking until he spotted a pink and yellow mess.
A teenage girl was sitting on the edge of the street, with her face buried in her hands.
He walked to her.
Twelve: “Oh… Hello.”
Rose: “Hello Sir.”
Twelve: “Are you all right?”
Rose: “Yeah… I’m fine…” She wipes the tears away from her face
Twelve: “Do you want to talk about what happened?”
Rose: “I shouldn’t be talking with you.”
Twelve: “Yeah? Why’s that?”
Rose: “Mum said to not talk with strangers.”
Twelve: “I’m not a stranger Rose Tyler.”
Rose blinked. He knew her name but… How? She didn’t remember his face. “I’m sorry… Do I know you?”
Twelve: “Yes.”
Rose: “But I don’t remember you.”
Twelve: “That’s because you haven’t met me yet.” He hugged her (while she was taken by surprise), taking a minute to smell the same scent he would always remember. The smell only she had…
And then he walked away, back to the Book Store to find his friend.
—  Memories about the Future by Laís Queiroz (Liz)

but imagine if you went out partying with all of the guys but Luke decided he didn’t want to drink that night because he knows how much of a lightweight you are and wanted to be able to take care of you and at the end of the night you, Michael, Ashton, and calum are all so wasted and you’re shouting at the tops of your lungs and dancing and stumbling all over each other and Luke says “cmon its time to go home” and you’re like whining bc you don’t wanna leave but you can barely stand up straight so you have to use his body to balance yourself and on the car ride home you pass out in the back seat and when you get home Luke opens the door and sees that you’re not getting up anytime soon and he just laughs and rolls his eyes and carries you inside to bed and you wake up the next morning seeing Advil and a glass of water on your nightstand with a note that says “my go to hangover food is always mcdonald’s so I’ll be back in 20 minutes with coffee and hash browns. (ps you’re obnoxious when you’re drunk!) -Luke”