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Royalty AU - Princess Alya of the Césaire Kingdom

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(Marinette, Adrien, Nino, Chloé, Sabrina, Juleka, Rose, Nathaniel, Alix, Kim) (other classmates coming soon)

I made fanart of *that moment*.  Was gonna put the text above it, but you know whats being said.

Happy Valentines Day!  ♡ ♡ ♡ (gave up on shading all the other stuff dfsdfh)

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B’s story time...

I was cleaning my room earlier and I put on Harry’s performances on the Today Show and as I finished up, I grabbed my Rolling Stone mag and I turned to my brother and said “look how pretty”. I always do this and he always offends Harry but I do it anyway cause I know it annoys him BUT, to my surprise, he turned to me and said “he looked way sexier with his long hair”. Since I am a long haired Harry lover, I agreed but then told him “he looks sexy with both hairs but I like long hair better” and he nodded and then looked up at my tv and asked “You think THATS sexy tho?” (the short hair + pink suit) and I was like “what do you THINK?” and he just looked at me and said “you’re so whipped” and walked away. 

Is he lying? No. Am I ashamed? No. Should I be? A little bit, yeah lol And this is just another day in my life, you guys lol

P.S.: he offered to help me recreate my picture my Leo DiCaprio poster  from when I was a kid with the Harry poster from the AM mag. I’m dying LMFAO

Crushing on You Pt. 1 ( Park Woojin )

Author’s Note: I’m sorry I took so long just to upload one part lmao I kept getting distracted by updates or getting up to get food whenever I went to write. Anyways, this is gonna be a 2 part scenario bcuz its pretty long so I hope u enjoy this. also sorry if the ending felt a little bit rushed i really wanted to finish part 1 so i could upload lol

Character: Park Woojin

Genre: Fluff :-)

Word Count: 4,449

Summary: Highschool!AU and Non-Idol!AU where your childhood friend Park Woojin has a crush on you and your brother Kang Daniel helps him confess his feelings to you.

Requested Scenario!!!

Originally posted by oneironaut12


“YAH Y/N! HURRY UP OR WE’LL MISS THE BUS!” Your brother’s voice yell from downstairs. You stood up late finishing up homework that was due today since you procrastinated watching variety shows for the past couple days and you were attempting to not look bad in a short amount of time. “I KNOW I KNOW I’M COMING!” You yell back at him, slamming your door shut behind you with your bag in your hand, running quickly down the stairs, almost slipping on the last step. “Can you be any slower?” your brother teased, giving you a mocking smile. “Shut up Daniel. I just woke up late.” you say, smacking his arm as you walk past him to get your shoes. “I saved you a banana since you spent all your time doing your makeup.” he said and placed the curve of the banana on your shoulder where it would lay like a weird shoulder guard. You were too busy trying to put your ridiculously hard to slip on shoes and grunted as thanks. “Wow I don’t even get a proper thank you. Rude.” he said and opened the door and walked a couple steps forward, turning back around to look at you still putting on your other shoe.

A familiar voice near the gates of your house calls out to you as you were shoving your foot into your shoe. “Y/N did you wake up late again?” You look up to see your childhood friend Woojin waiting outside the gates, Daniel greeting him with a low high-five, followed with a friendly chest bump. You rolled your eyes at the lame greeting he had with your brother, finally getting your foot into your dumb shoe and hopped up to dust off your uniform. You walked out of the house, shutting and locking the door behind you. As you walked towards the two boys that were bickering, you grabbed the banana that Daniel placed on your shoulder and started eating it with a blank expression. 

“You look like a gorilla.” Daniel snorted with a huge grin on his face and immediately got hit by you. You glared at him before continuing to eat the banana and Woojin stepped back to let you too walk out from behind the gates, the three of you walking down the road to get to the bus stop. “How come you got no sleep? Did you watch too many variety shows again?” Woojin teased, laughing a little when he looked down to see you giving him a “shut your mouth” kind of stare. He couldn’t take the glare seriously since one cheek was slightly filled with the banana that you were eating and you smacked him lightly on the arm. 

You sighed and threw the banana peel in a nearby trashcan. “No it was the negative effects of watching too many variety shows. I didn’t do any of my homework until last night.” You say and stretch your arms up, letting out a long exhale. “How do you even watch variety shows for 5 days straight?” Daniel said and looked at you with a weirdly judgmental face. “Yah, I don’t judge you for watching a kids show don’t judge me for watching variety shows.” You retorted, glancing at Woojin who was laughing at the sibling bickering. “It’s not a kids show! You know damn well that everyone loves Power Rangers.” He huffed and nudged you to the side a little too hard (poor baby forgets his own strength sometimes), causing you to lose balance.

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anonymous asked:

TianShan, introducing each other to their families? Thanks! X)

I don’t know if this is what you had in mind, but it’s what I had in mine! ^^””” Thanks for the prompt!

2) TianShan ~ Introducing each other to their families. 


“Say,” Guan Shan asked while staring at the stacks of condiments and seasonings, “why am I here?”

“Because you owe me a whole pot of sweet-and-sour pork. If you don’t want to be here, next time you steal Zhan’s homework.” Tian took the basket from Mo’s hands and looked around the aisle. “I’m lost as fuck here. You take the lead; I’ll just follow you and pay.”

“Then we’ll need tomato sauce with red pepper and hot beans—” Guan Shan replied, reaching for the spiciest bottle.

Tian laughed. “You know you’re gonna join me for dinner, don’t you? So prepare something you would eat and don’t fuck with my food.” He leaned over and whispered in Guan Shan’s ear, “Of course, if you want it that badly, there are more entertaining ways to set your ass on fire…”

Guan Shan turned to him, a furious blush quickly spreading over his pale face. His mouth trembled as if he wanted to retort properly, but all that escaped his lips was a frustrated “FUCK! Fuck you, you cock—!”

Tian gasped. “Such a dirty mou—!” 

“MO GUAN SHAN!”

They both turned around to see a young-looking woman wearing a look of disgust.

“How many times have I told you not to use that language?” She slapped the back of his head. “I’m sorry, this child can be so rude. Apologize, Guanshan!”

“Ah, there’s no need, ma’am!” He Tian turned on his charm and bowed his head respectfully. “We know each other. In fact, we’re—”

“He’s just someone who goes to the same school!” Guan Shan shouted. “His name is He Tian! We sometimes have assignments together, that’s all! Right?” He cast a desperate glance at Tian, who was raising an eyebrow.

“Right,” Tian replied. Had there been a slight pause there? “My name is He Tian. I’m always in Mo’s care. Pleasure to make your acquaintance.” He flashed a smile that made the hearts of both mother and son skip a beat.

“Such manners,” Guan Shan’s mother blushed. “I’m this kid’s mother. Thank you for always taking care of my son. If you ever want to do your assignments in our house, you’re more than welcome.”

“You know,” Tian said once she had left, “you actually look a lot like her. Well, if your brow wasn’t furrowed so often, maybe you’d—”

“I’m not a woman, or feminine!” Guan Shan barked. “What the chicken dick are you saying? Shit, I thought I was going to die, being found here with you…”

“Eeeh…” He Tian mused. “Would that be so embarrassing?”

Guan Shan looked up, but Tian averted his gaze and walked away.

Lately there had been something odd about that guy. Of course he could have said that they were friends, but that would mean a closeness that he still refused to acknowledge – though the mere fact that he refused it only meant that he craved it. Ever since he’d started hanging out with that guy and the other two jerks, he felt less lonely. He’d often found himself wondering how many breaks it would take Tian to come to him, how many blocks they’d walk together, how many more shared meals there would be till each went their own way. That thought scared him, and he’d always believed that the best thing to do was to avoid getting close to anyone. That way, when everything was over, it wouldn’t hurt so much, right?

“Oi, stop daydreaming.” Tian touched his face with the pack of pork tenderloin. “Is this okay?”

“I’m…” Guan Shan began to say, but suddenly a shadow loomed over him.

“Yo,” the newcomer said. Guan Shan blinked. Could this be…?

“What are you doing here, brother?” He Tian asked, moving closer. “Was the Punks Anonymous meeting canceled?”

“I’ve got a break in my shift,” he replied. “Who’s this?”

“Him? He’s… just someone who goes to my school.”

“I’ll go get the eggs,” Guan Shan muttered, walking away quickly. He turned round the corner of the aisle and stopped. Why? It felt as if he’d been dealt a blow that had left him breathless. He bit his trembling lower lip. He Tian had said… He had said… He just used the same words you used, you chicken-brained shit! Why does it bother you? Isn’t this what you want? His throat hurt. Shit. So this is how it feels, huh…

“So that’s the guy,” Brother said matter-of-factly. “The one you’re after?”

Eh?

“Shut up.”

“What’s his name? If he’s gonna be family at some point, shouldn’t I introduce myself properly?”

Guan Shan heard the sound of rustling fabric, and Tian’s low, threatening voice. “I don’t want him involved in any of your shit, is that clear?”

“If you don’t tell me his name, how can I protect you both?”

“He doesn’t need your protection,” Tian said, walking past his brother. “He has me.”

Aw, crap. Guan Shan’s blood rushed through his veins. Shit, shit, shit. What’s this? He covered his mouth with his hand, as if he wanted to prevent a million words from coming out. What should I do with this feeling? He was wondering whether he should go back and say something to Tian’s brother when Tian found him.

“Did you find the eggs?”

“Yes!” Guan Shan blurted out, grabbing them from the nearest shelf.

They paid for the groceries and went out of the market. As they walked to the tower, Guan Shan took out his cellphone.

“Sending a message to your mom?” Tian asked.

“Yeah.”

“Telling her not to fall in love with the beautiful boy she met today?”

“Not quite.” He finished typing and showed it to Tian.

[I’m spending the night at my friend He Tian’s house.]

Tian raised his eyes slowly and stared at him. “Don’t Close Mountain… Do you know what you’re doing?” His voice was definitely low and dark, in a way that only Guan Shan understood.

“Yes,” he replied. “Just… Make sure I won’t regret it.”

“You won’t,” He Tian smiled, taking Guan Shan’s bag off his hand.


Originally posted by tendtosatori

So I visited my great grandmother today, and discussed knitting. She taught me the basics of knitting months ago, and today I had a finished project to show her.
This led to a discussion about the person who taught her to knit, and the fact that she “knit weird”. Apparently, my maternal great great grandmother was a practitioner of traditional Portuguese knitting. Most knitting- continental, American, Russian, Japanese- pulls yarn from the BACK of the work. Portuguese loops yarn around the neck, and pulls it from the front of the work. This means that unlike both continental and American style, purling is ridiculously easy- in fact, garter stitch pieces are worked entirely in purls, because purling is simply a thumb flick of the yarn.
My great grandmother went and dug out my great great grandmother’s favorite knitting needles for me- a personalized set of five wooden double pointed needles, that she carved notches into so that she could catch the yarn more easily. It was… interesting, holding knitting needles that are over a hundred years old. My great grandmother never mastered DPNs, and never liked them.
I’m rambling a bit, but the point I’m getting to is that-

I’m now determined to learn Portuguese knitting, so expect some weird posts about it.

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I got it from my dad, dad, dad, dad, dad
Dad, dad, dad, dad, dad
Dad, dad, dad, dad, dad, daddy.


PSY - Daddy

(My sis asked me how to make a gifset today. She came to me with a dream.  I helped her make it real.)

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