how i react to boys


A very important compilation.

ALRIGHTY Kids strap yourself in it’s time for me to EXPOSE daniel howell for getting Dil abducted

FIRSTLY there are so many comments talking about how if a male sim gets abducted that they might become pregnant:

Also if you read articles about how to get a sim abducted it talks about the satellite:

And how if you the sim is outside between 9pm and 4am there’s a vert high chance

Now as you noticed in the sims Dan and Phil were ‘shocked’ to see Dil had started sleeping outside only - daniel the sneaky little shit he is - actually selected for Dil to sleep outside on the log:

Which doesn’t work the first time so they put him outside on the log and both just joke about how Dil is back outside on the log…. when it was their doing!!!!

Which Dan says to not bother discussing… I wonder why Daniel

And now the biggest proof of all:

We know how Danny boy likes to react to things… I mean just watch this video

And yet when Dil gets abducted Daniel is all like: 

Great acting skills boys - but I’m onto you - and so are people in the comments 

Where do I start?

This was probably not what you expected to see but this was what happened when I finished writing it. It was really fun when I tried to imagine how the boys would react to a kid in the family. Thank you for sending in your prompt and I hope you enjoy this. 

PS: I have always wanted to know this: do you guys prefer long(er) imagines or drabbles? Because sometimes, I feel bad when it’s a little bit short but at the same time, I feel bad when what I post is too long too. Anyways, comment below if you have something to say about it.

Bruce lets out a rough sigh as he stares at his current problem that is running around, jumping and laughing happily as you chase after Titus – who is, by the way, more than happy to let you chase him.

“Doggy!” You cry out happily when Titus slows down a bit, letting you throw yourself on to his big body. Titus barks ecstatically, turning to lick at your face. “Hehe, doggy.”

“What am I going to do, Alfred?” Bruce runs a hand through his hair, making it more disheveled than it already is. Despite being The Batman and able to face his fears head on, there are a lot of things Bruce does not know how to handle – this situation is one for example.

Somehow Bruce had only taken his eyes off of you when a beam shot out from somewhere far and just as it was about to hit him, you had jumped right in front of him, getting hit by the beam of light instead. It had taken him a while too to locate you because that beam blasted you a few buildings away from him. Imagine his surprise when instead of seeing you, he saw your three-year-old self instead.

Now here he is, wondering how he is going to tell his kids about the situation.

“Perhaps the best decision is to tell the young masters the truth.” Alfred says solemnly. Although he has helped Bruce with literally a whole lot of things, this is a situation that he knows no solution to. Alfred does not even know where to start with trying to help find out how to turn you back to normal.

“Tell us what?” Dick pops up out of the blue. One by one, the rest of the boys all start showing up. Jason and Tim are quietly talking to themselves but promptly stopped when they spotted the young kid.

“Tt.” Damian frowns. “Did father decide to adopt another kid?” He huffs, narrowing his eyes at the kid.

Bruce shares a look with Alfred.

“Who is the little punk?” Jason asks, snickering when you decide to climb on top of Titus. “Picked someone off the streets again?”

“There is something I have to tell all of you.” Bruce starts but before he could even begin to explain, Tim speaks up.

“Wait… where’s Y/N?” Tim frowns.

Jason takes a second look at you and he freezes. “Y/N?”

You look away from Titus. “That’s my name!” You exclaim happily, grinning at the man in front of you. “Who are you? You have a weird mask.”


“What happened, Bruce?” Dick heads over to Bruce, with a worried expression on his face. A few hours ago, he had talked to you and even made plans to get dinner with you sometime this week and now, you are a few years younger. “We were going to go for dinner this week.”

Damian approaches you. He stares at you and you stare right back at him, still patting Titus’s head. Titus, upon seeing Damian, starts to bark excitedly. You stare at Titus before turning to look at the boy in front of you.

“Hi, I’m Y/N!” You grin at him and Damian simply raises one of his eyebrows. “Who are you? Do I know you? You look funny.”

“Damian, pleased to meet your acquaintance.” Damian deadpans and you giggle as you try to repeat after what he had just said but it was just too hard for you so you babble instead.

“Why doesn’t Y/N remember any of us?” Tim frowns as he stares at you.

Jason approaches you and kneels down right in front of you. You look away from Damian when the man approaches. “Hi, Y/N. My name is Jason.” He takes off all of his masks and gives you a small smile. You place both of your hands on his cheeks, squeezing his cheeks, giggling to yourself.

“I think it is better for you to begin your explanation right now, Master Bruce.” Alfred points out and Bruce resists the urge to sigh once more. He is not looking forward to having all of his boys on him, demanding answers for questions Bruce does not have all of the answers to it.

Marichat Cliche’s gone wrong- #5 wanting to be better friends via Chat-ing

This drabble takes place first chronologically. 

“I can’t believe this,” Adrien said, pacing around his bedroom. “I mean, it’s ridiculous.”

“If by that you mean you’re ridiculous then sure,” Plagg said curling up on the electric mug warmer on Adrien desk and flicking it on with his tail.

“This is serious Plagg, I’ve never had a fight with Nino before, I don’t know how to react to this.”

“Oh boy…”

“What if this threatens the entire fabric of our friendship? But it’s not like I can just pretend like what he said is ok.”

“Ok first off kid- seeing as how at no point did I hear you two actually arguing with each other, I am pretty sure you are the only person who thinks are fighting. And secondly, why is this such a big deal anyways?”

“Plagg! He said that he and Marinette are better friends than we are!”

“Wait, he’s choosing pigtails over you? How dare he!”

“No, he is saying that he is better friends with Marinette than I am.”

Plagg just stared at him for a few moments. “This. This is why I sleep through so many of your conversations.”


“I mean come on, this might be the dumbest thing I have heard come out of your mouth. And that includes the ten hours of my life I will never get back when you were trying to decide what card to get for Ladybug for her birthday, before remembering that you don’t actually know when it is.”

“Plagg this is important. Even if you are right and Nino isn’t  fighting with me, how could he think that he is closer to Marinette than I am? I mean… we have a special connection!”

“If that’s what you kids are calling it…”


“Whatever you say Romeo.”

“I don’t know why I even talk to you.”

“Probably because in your paranoid mind I am the only one not trying to steal away your precious ‘special friend’.”

“Don’t take that sarcastic tone of voice with me Plagg.”

“I’m amazed you aren’t plotting the assassination of the blog girl.”

“That’s different they are girl friends.”

“…It’s like you’re just asking for me to mock you.”

“Plagg I will take all of your cheese, throw it in the oven and make you watch it burn to a crisp.”

“No! Please I can’t live through that again!” Plagg cried, flying up and landing on Adrien’s shoulder.

Adrien sighed flopping down into his computer chair and pulling a piece of Camembert out of his pocket and handing it to his Kwami.

Plagg purred in delight, gobbling the cheese up in a few quick bites and then nestling himself down in the crook of Adrien’s neck.

“Ok, for real now kid, why is this bothering you so much? And why do you think your friend is fighting with you about it?”

“I… it’s hard to explain.”


“Well… he was just so adamant about it. He kept insisting that he definitely knew more about Marinette than I did, and laughing when I pointed out that the fact that he used to have a crush on her didn’t make him an expert.”

“What did he say to that?”

“That I know as much about Marinette and crushes as my father knows about proper parenting.”

“Oooo, harsh. Also probably accurate.”

“Sorry, right, I am supposed to be sympathizing. There, there.” He patted Adrien on the chin. “Well from what you are saying it doesn’t sound like a fight so much as your friend teasing you.”

“You are probably right…”


Adrien leaned back in the chair, spinning around a few times as he thought of how to put his thoughts into words.

“I just got so angry. Like… the more he was laughing about it the more I wanted to prove him wrong.”


“Because… because what if he is right? What if I am not as close to Marinette as I thought? I mean, maybe I have been taking it for granted that we are better friends than we are. But that doesn’t make sense either because… I mean… it’s Marinette! We’ve won game tournaments together, we’ve eaten Chinese together!”

“Ah yes, the true sign of friendship- the act of sharing food.”


“I was being serious! Besides for what it’s worth kid, I actually agree with you for a change. I think you have a much stronger connection with Baker girl than headphones does. It’s almost like you two are magically connected.”


“Like she reminds you of someone special.and seems so familiar to you even when you don’t spend a lot of time with each other.”


“Like you share some sort of big secret that no one else knows.”

“That’s exactly what I mean, so how could Nino possibly think that he is closer to Marinette than I am?”

“…I don’t know why I bother. Look, I think you have amply proved that you and Cookies-galore are a match made in a very dense part of heaven. So lets throw on a good movie or something and take a nice nap.”

Adrien nodded, but didn’t move. He twisted back and forth in his chair, his lips pursed in concentration.

“But what if she doesn’t feel the same way?”

“Oh no…”

“What if I think we are close, but she doesn’t see it that way? No. That can’t be… I mean she has to think so too. But how would I know? I mean Marinette is nice to everyone?”

“I don’t like where this is going…”

“I mean it’s not like I can just walk up to her and ask her, Hey Marinette, so who are your best friends? In order please. Thanks!”

“Adrien, don’t even think about-”

“Oh my God Plagg, I just had the most brilliant idea.”

“No, no you really didn’t.”

“This is going to be perfect!”

“I highly doubt it.”

“Plagg, Transform me!”

Gold: I’m so in love with you I think I might burst

Silver: Please don’t that’s a huge mess for me to clean up

Something Great

Originally posted by notheartbroken

a/n: sorry for the absence but here is a cute one shot :-) smut warning gif credit to the owner 

His curl adorned head glanced over his shoulder and switched lanes with ease. Music was softly gracing the speakers with a light melody. The sky outside was grey and dull, rain littering the pavement and windows. With the rain and Harry surrounding my senses, I was calm.

The music flowing the truck was serene and I couldn’t help but sing along to the tune. “I don’t want to be your friend, I want to kiss your neck.” I took note of the grin that swept across Harry’s face when I started to sing. “What are you at?” I conjured. The grin that flashed his teeth and dimples grew wider, “You have a lovely voice s'all.”

I blushed at his compliment and kept my head turned to the window so he could fail to see my embarrassment ridden face.

I think I’m falling I’m falling for you

The lyrics resonated in my mind. What if my heart was really falling for this green eyed boy? My mind and heart were at conflict as I asked myself this significant question. Before I could ponder this question more than I already have, my mind swirled to the hand placed gently on my thigh. Even through my clothed material I could feel the hit that was immersed from his hand.

My heart swelled at the small, yet significant gesture that Harry had completed. Before I could revel in the sweetness of Harry anymore, he pulled his truck up at the curb in front of my house. The AUX cord connected to my phone was pulled out as I swiftly tucked it in my pocket. The door I was about to open, was pulled from my grasp. Harry smiled sweetly when I thanked him. See, chivalry isn’t dead.

His arm looped with mine as we walk to my doorstep. “I had a really nice time today.” His voice rang out, the British accent never failing to hook me into his voice deeper. “I did too.” An involuntary smile swept across my face, “We should do it aga-” My sentence was cut off by a loud crackle through the sky. “Yeah we should. But I should get going. Bye Y/N.” He gave me a swift hug, not nearly as long as I wanted. I hollered bye as he rushed through the yard to his truck.

When my door popped open, quietness surrounded me. Mom and Dad were still work. My room welcomed me with the scent of mahogany teakwood and I felt even calmer in that moment. The clothes I had on were stripped off me and replaced with sweats and an old t-shirt, my hair was pulled up into a bun. I had just sunk into my bed when a knock at my door startled me. I heaved a sigh and shuffled to my door. “So. My truck isn’t working.” A soaked Harry stood on my porch. “Alright, you can hang out until the rain stops.” I laughed and grabbed his arm and pulled him inside. “Stay here, I’ll grab you a towel and clothes.” I disappeared in my room, while I sent a swift text to my mom and explained the situation. My phone was placed back into my pocket, a towel in one hand and my ex boyfriends clothes in the other.

“Here’s a towel. And here are some clothes.” Harry’s eyes traveled down the clothes. “Are those your ex boyfriends clothes?” My cheeks heat up, “Yes…look, do you want clothes or not?” He chuckled, “Fine.”

Harry emerged from the bathroom just as I started to watch Supernatural. His appearance caused my to burst out into budding laughter. Around his legs he had tight boxer briefs that were way too short on his long legs, and his torso adorned a shirt that was too tight. “I look fucking ridiculous.” Tears spilled from my eyes, my stomach already gathering an ache. “You look amazing.” Harry’s green eyes rolls at my comment. “Shut it.”

He took a seat on the couch opposite of the one I was lounging on. “What are we watching?” He asked, slightly annoyed. “Supernatural.” Harry scoffed, “Really?”

“Hey it’s a good show!” He chuckled a little bit, “Yeah okay.”

“Hey I can kick you out if I need too.” My maneuvered to look at Harry and my eyes narrowed as I challenged him. “Okay, okay.” He raised his hands up in defense as he decided to climb onto my couch, my heart smiled, I got to be closer to him. I smiled at the green eyed boy who took my feet in his lap as I pressed play on the remote at his request.

About twenty minutes passed by of me being engrossed in the work of Sam and Dean Winchester when Harry started to become bored. His legs that held my feet started to bounce up and down. “You bored?” I asked, “No, I’m okay.” I took the time to admire Harry’s gorgeous face. He had sporadic freckles under his eyes and along his nose, something I’ve noticed before, just never studied them. His green eyes had yellow located around the edge of his pupil. Surrounding his eyes, long eyelashes fanned across. If there was ever a time to seize the day, now was that time. The body resting before me came closer as my body propelled itself towards him. And before I could think about anything else, my lips crashed to his.

Harry held me to him once I tried to pull back. I didn’t object anymore. Our lips melted together with heat intertwined. Harry’s hands grabbed my body and pulled me on to him. Each of my knees were at the side of his legs. My hands found his hair, slowly running my digits through his dark hair. A low moan leaked out of his lips and, sending a sensation through me. What was I doing? Harry and I were just friends. “Harry…were just friends…” The connection of our lips was lost, Harry’s lips were swollen and pink, they looked irresistible. “Y/n. You and I both know that isn’t true. We’ve been wanting each other for awhile now. Ever since I moved here I’ve wanted you.” The words he said to me affected my heart to swell. I can’t deny the fact that I did like him ever since he moved here from England. “Just…let us have this…” Harry practically whimpered out, his hand flew up to my hair as he brushed a stray strand behind my ear. “You’re all I want, so much it’s hurting.” How could I deny this beautiful boy? My body reacted over my mind once more as our lips reestablished. Our hips slowly collided, breathy moans released from both of us. Harry’s lips pulled from mine as he connected to my neck. My head rolled back as a loud moaned ripped through me. “I have wanted to do this for so long,” Harry moaned out, “Let’s take this to your room.” His large hands gripped my butt as he lifted us up, my lips were attacking his neck with my teeth, leaving red marks in the wake of it.

Harry shut my door behind him; swiftly he pulled his shirt of his lanky body. My eyes takes down his naked torso. He had toned abs, suddenly I felt insecure. The body of Harry was much prettier than mine. He was slender and tan. As I had fat rolls and was pale. “Harry…I don’t know.” He sighed, and my heart broke. I wanted to make love with Harry more than anything. But, that was my first time, and I didn’t know if I was ready to give him myself completely. Wasn’t I supposed to be in love with the person I lose it to?

“Y/N, if you’re worried about us not being in love, don’t. I’m incredibly in love with you, and I know you feel the same way. The way you’re body reacts to me when I touch you tells it all.” His hand lingered to my lip, touching it gently. His thumb rubbed over my bottom lip then slowly trailed to my chest, “Just a simple touch to your lip has already got it your heart racing…” He whispered then placed his hand over my heart. Sure enough, he was proved right. “But that’s not the case. I know you too well. It’s you’re body…you’re afraid I won’t find it beautiful.” My breath hitched with his words. His head lowered down, and kissed my clothed belly.

“Baby girl, that isn’t the case. You’re body….it gets my heart racing. Your hips curve in just the right way, your chest is big in all the right places, and your thighs, oh god, your thighs.” He moaned the last part out, I couldn’t help the slight whimper that I emitted from me when he squeezed my thighs.

“If you don’t believe me, feel this.” His hand took mine and placed it on the bulge in the boxers I gave him. Harry climbed on the bed and was faced on top of me. His arms supported him on either side of my head. Harry’s pink and slightly swollen lips came to mine. It wasn’t rushed this time, it was slow, sensual and intimate. “You’re beautiful,” he mumbled against my lips, “let me prove it to you.”

The shirt I had separating our bare chest was removed. My breasts were exposed to the first person other than myself who has seen them. This was my most vulnerable moment. I dearly hoped Harry would not mess this up. “I trust you.” I finally murmured out. Harry sweetly smiled. The smile made my heart swell. Lips kissed in the valley between my breasts. A hand gently kneaded one of them while Harry’s lips slowly made his way to the other. His tongue flicked my nipple, igniting a fire in my stomach. With a sudden gasp from myself, he did it once more, yet harder. He alternated between each breast. If that is how it felt to be pleasured that way, I couldn’t wait for Harry to work further down my body.

As if Harry read my mind, he kissed each of my breast one last time and then inched down my stomach. Leaving raised bumps on my skin and kisses. My breathing was heavy and uncontrolled. I wasn’t lying when I said I trusted Harry. I’ve never felt more ready to give someone myself as I was in that moment.

Harry arrived finally at my lower half. The sweats that adorned my legs and waist were removed. My cheeks reddened as Harry moaned. I forgot to put on underwear. “Do you always go commando?” He lightly chuckled. “Uh, only sometimes.” I mumbled out. “Christ.”

Harry’s curly haired head descended between my thighs. His dark hair tickled my skin. A finger swiped across my core sending a foreign sensation of pleasure through me. My thighs unconsciously tried to squeeze each other together. Harry’s hands took a hold of them, and gripped them tightly. He looked up at me, his eyes were a shade darker and I could almost feel myself dripping.

I entangled my hands in his hair once he touched his tongue to my swollen bundle of nerves. My body jerked as Harry continued to run his tongue vigorously worked on my clit. The moans slipping from my mouth, the tugging of his hair only seemed to fuel Harry more. Harry between my legs, eating me out was such an intense experience. I was sent wondering why I have never done this sooner.

“You taste so good, holy fuck.” He groaned against me, a finger started to inch in and out of me. It was an odd feeling at first, but once I got use to the alienated feeling after a few pumps. The feeling sunk into my bones. I could feel that I was going to untie soon. My first orgasm was soon going to rip through my overwhelmed body and I have never been so ready for it.

I convulsed from Harry’s mouth and fingers. I could feel myself tighten around Harry’s digits, my fingers gripped my sheets, and my toes curled with the pleasure coursing through my entire body.

Harry hauled up from my legs. Moisture surrounded his mouth. My moisture. “Are you on the pill?” I shook my head, “Okay. I have a condom.” I wasn’t sure why he carried a condom around. The feeling that sunk into me sent me into a panic. What if I wasn’t Harry’s first time? What if he was just using me? I wanted to curl up into a ball in that moment. I think Harry sensed my panic, “Relax. This is my first time having sex. I carry it around with me to look cool.” The side of his hand was brushed against my face, “I am just as nervous as you.” He definitely didn’t show it. He did himself of the borrowed boxers, then fetched his wallet. The foil wrapper was torn open then soon the latex was rolled on to Harry’s hard shaft. Harry’s penis was the first one I have seen, but it was beautiful. I silently laughed at my thoughts, “Whatcha laughing at over there? Something funny?”

“No, you’re just beautiful.”

He climbed back onto the bed and kissed my nose, “and so are you.” Harry positioned himself between my legs. “Are you ready?” I nodded, I have never been more ready. “Okay.”

Harry pushed himself inside of me, a vehement moan elicited from his throat. “Holy fuck, this is better than I could imagine.” The unfamiliar feeling a male being inside of me was unpleasant to say the least. As Harry drew his hips back slowly and would push back against me, a pain would set in. It wasn’t very painful, but it was annoying. “Are you okay? Do I need to stop?” My head shook, “No, keep going.”

“With pleasure.”

After a few thrusts, the sensation set in and I started to experience the pleasure everyone thrived about. Before too long, my hips were meeting Harry’s furiously. Sweat began to bead at my forehead and in the valley of my breasts. Our moaning became louder and our breaths became rampant.

Pleasure cascaded through me with each propelling of our clashing hips. “Hold on, let me do something.” And with that, Harry moved his hips in such a way that he hit a certain spot inside of me. I cried out in what I could only explain of irrevocable bliss. “Oh fuck.” Harry accelerated his hips as his tongue met my breasts, I don’t know how much longer I could last with all of this overwhelming me. “Harry…I won’t last long..” Harry mumbled something onto me.

A thumb flicked my clit, and Harry kept hitting that spot that only kept making me moan louder each time. Soon I started to throb around Harry. My vision blacker out and I felt myself release onto Harry with a deafening moan. “Fuck Harry!” My nails raked down his back, an action I soon loved to peruse.

Harry growled out then soon twitched inside of me, spilling himself into the condom. Harry sweaty body collapsed on me, our chests heaving. “Y/N, that was amazing.” He said into my ear. “Oh my god, it was.” My hand was playing with Harry’s curls when he rolled off of me and pulled me onto his chest. “I see why everyone makes a big deal out of it now.” I chuckled out, Harry’s chest bounced up and down with a laugh rattling through him. “Yeah, so do I.”

Before we could continue our cuddling session, my phone buzzed with a text. “On my way home.” It read, from my mom. Panic rose in me, I jumped from Harry’s chest throwing clothes around to get dressed. “My mom is on her way.” Harry jumped up as well and got dressed. I pulled my hair into a bun and checked myself in the mirror. I truly looked like a different girl. There was a certain glow to my skin that I couldn’t place. My eyes looked brighter and my cheeks held red. “How doI look?” I asked Harry, “Freshly fucked.” He grinned with a dimple popping into his cheek. I rolled my eyes at him. We walked into the living room and I continued to play supernatural.

Eventually my mom stumbled through the door. “Hi Harry.” She smiled. “Hey Mrs. Y/L/N. How are you?” “I’m great, thank you for asking. You’re such a sweet boy. Why don’t you come over more often?” She passed him with a quick ruffle to his hair. Harry looked at me, “Maybe I will.” Then added a wink.

anonymous asked:

How about a scenario where one of Coran's experiments go wrong and it ends up turning the paladin's s/o into a child? How do they react/ what would they do?

Hooooo boy, I hope Coran is prepared for the lecture of his lifetime. Paladins are Not Happy.

Also I dunno how old you are imagining them?? You’re saying child, but I raise you “toddler”, like 2-3. Just imagine them each holding a little bab ok I live for this shit.

Coran asking you for help with oddities around the castle wasn’t unusual. The poor man was constantly overworked, trying to keep the old machine working as well as it had back when it’d been originally created, and discovering things about the new planets the team visits. So, as someone who had plenty of free time while the Paladins ran about, you’d gladly offered up your services.

It had been routine so far. Coran was just testing out a few of the samples that Pidge had collected from the last planet the team had passed by, idly poking around the lab tables while you assisted him with anything he could need. It was rather quiet, and your job as sample sorter/secretary was growing a bit tedious and your mind drifted.

Not like you could really take that many notes when Coran would simply mumble things in Altean, scribble something down in his own notebook, and continue with his work. Eventually you began to doodle, lulled by the gentle scratch of your pen across the digital notepad, idly tilting the vial nearest you this way and that in its stand.

An odd noise caught your attention, just beside you. The vial you’d been messing with had begun to shift into an odd, ominous purple from the original light orange it had been, hissing softly like trapped air was trying to escape.

“Er, Coran?” you began, when the vial exploded.

Everything went white. Agony bloomed out from the center of your chest, down to your toes and to the ends of your hair. It surged through you, like an all encompassing flame. Once the white faded, it was blessed darkness.

Coran found you, once he recovered from being thrown backwards, passed out on the ground. Sort of, anyway. It was more like a tiny, two year old version of yourself, wrapped in a bundle of your clothes, tiny chest slowly rising and falling. It was an effort to keep himself from shouting in shock when he saw you lying there, and he’d taken a moment to steady his racing heart.

How… how did that explosion..

Shaking it off, Coran knelt beside you. Slowly, and ever so carefully, he scooped up your frail body into his arms, tucking you close to his side. His hand worried along your neck, rubbing against the tense muscles there, marveling at how small you were. But worrying about how this happened would have to come a little later. For now, his priorities were: clothes, food, and telling the Paladins.

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Pregnancy - Carl Gallagher

Request: Can you do a Carl imagine where the reader Is pregnant and when the reader tells him and he runs away and the reader goes to Fiona crying and Fiona yells at Carl and fluffy ending please😀😀😀

Warnings: fluffy lil Carl, angry Carl, Carl being a dick

Pairing: Carl Gallagher x Reader

Word Count: 1231


“Carl, I have something to tell you, but you have to promise me that you won’t freak out” I say to Carl as I put my hands on his shoulders to try and get him to sit down on the couch. He nods at me when we are both sitting down so I put his hands in mine and begin to speak. “Carl, I went to the free clinic today” He nods at me listening to my every word.

“I’m pregnant, Carl” I whisper out, hoping he can hear me.

“Are you fucking kidding me?” He stands up and is now yelling at me “How could you let this happen? This is so fucking irresponsible of you” 

“Are you fucking serious?” I don’t know what the hell he thought was going to happen when he started yelling at me. 

“Are you seriously blaming this on me?” I am so mad at him I can’t help but stand and begin to walk away, I turn around to say one last thing “Maybe if you ever went to school you would know that it’s the sperm, which in fact comes from the penis that will get someone pregnant” and with that, I walk out the back door to go to the backyard.

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babyblue-moonkid-deactivated201  asked:

How would eldarya/mcl boys react if shes crying in sleep?

I think I felt better, my voice at least not like a door squeak, well…


Nathaniel: He gently wake you up, fearing that it will be worse. He will comb your hair with his  fingers that will calm you. If not, he’ll bring you a mug of cocoa or any other drink and read some book until you fall asleep.

Castiel: Cas is quite fast asleep, but he wakes up if he hears your sobs. When will he know you’re sleeping, he’s just very hard to give you a hug and kiss to the corner of the eye. If this does not help, it will Wake you up and ask what you dream or who hurt you.

Lysander: A little weird, but he will reassure you, as a small child, gently put you on his lap and will sing some lullaby, stroking. If you wake up and continue to cry, he will still hold to you, quietly soothing. In the morning he will  ask you what happened (but first he will forget).

Armin: Okay, he will be very confused. Are you sleeping or not? You were having a nightmare or did someone hurt you? He tries to hug you and tickle, but not much. If that doesn’t work and you continue to cry, it will carrying you to the kitchen and get some sweet stuff, jokingly asking “what is that monster in nightmare  was trying to steal my Princess?”

Kentin: Well, you will wake up to the fact that someone big, soft and very warm to hug you. He, perhaps, will whisper to you some kind of lullaby, rubbing your back. If that doesn’t work, he’ll give a hot drink and will give you cookies. In the morning he will lead you on a mini-date to make you forget about that nightmare.


Ezarel: He will be a little panic. But he comes to his senses and just tightly hug you, wrapped in a blanket. If that doesn’t work, he quickly goes to the lab and find a sedative potion. In the morning he will treat you noticeably softer, worrying about your condition.

Nevra: He will quietly wake up and just start kissing. He will kiss the marks of your tears, forehead, eyes, neck. I don’t know, he will be very worry hope that these things will calm you down. He can get you anything from the kitchen if you want.

Valkyon: A bit like Lysander. He gently lift you up and will rocking you like a baby. If you still continue to cry, then get into the world of hot, soft hugs and constant kisses on the forehead, lol. In the morning will take you to Ewelein, fearing that these things will happen many more times.

anonymous asked:

Hello! I was wondering how would the S boys react if their s/o were kind of shy and liked to be alone in her room. Thanks and have a nice day! :3

Hello there! Thank you for requesting dearie~ Also thank you to everyone else who requested! I’m so happy with the amount of requests I’m receiving (hopefully I can keep up! ^^”)

Shu: At first he’d probably just leave you alone saying that it’s too troublesome to try to get you to come out of your room. However, as the hours tick by and the mansion gets quieter, he starts to find subtle ways to try to lure you out of your room. When all else fails, he’d straight up teleport into your bed and wrap his arms around your waist, snuggling into your hair. When you protest he’d play it off like he was just doing whatever he felt like doing but he secretly missed you~
“Stop squirming, you troublesome woman. Hm? I’m here cause I feel like it, okay? So noisy… ”

Reiji: Don’t expect this man to always respect your personal boundaries lmao. He wouldn’t mind most of the time, at least you aren’t as loud and obnoxious as Ayato. He’d have no problem leaving you be, perhaps slipping the occasional cup of tea onto your dresser table if you left to another room. However, if you were to blatantly disobey an order he gave you because you were “shy and wanted to be left alone” oh bOi. He would see it as a weak excuse and demand that you get out of your room at once so he can give you a thorough disciplining~
“ ‘No’? … I know you didn’t just disobey me. Come out. Now. It seems your manners are still lacking rather severely.”

Ayato: He’d be totally oblivious unless you tell him straight up you wanted to be alone (and trust me, I wouldn’t recommend that 😂). He’d probably barge right in and yell at you to make him Takoyaki or play basketball with him. Maybe he had some story about a kid he beat in dodgeball at school or something. Needless to say, he wouldn’t even notice your discomfort and would disregard your splutters of “get out!” as he rants on. When you finally get him to stop and tell him you just prefer to be by yourself due to your shyness he’d stare at you wide eyed. How could you possibly not want to be around him? He’s fucking great! And you’re his s.o. You’re supposed to think he’s fucking great too!
“Huh?? What’d ya mean? You didn’t really think if you just locked the door I’d leave you alone did you? You’re too funny, chichinashi. Now, give ore-sama your blood~”

Laito: At first he’d think you were just avoiding him for fun. Almost like a game. He’d say perverted things to you through the door to try to get you flustered enough to come out and tell him off. When he found out you were simply too shy to come out, his words only became increasingly dirty. One day he’d reach his limit. Teleporting silently into your room, he moved swiftly, as agile as a cat, and pinned you down to the bed. A dirty blush would coat his cheeks as he aimed to make his spoken words a reality.
“Ahh, I’ve waited so long to see that expression~ There’s no need to be shy around me, bitch-chan. I can give you all the confidence you need~~”

Kanato: This would not fly with him at all. After not even ten minutes of your alone time passes, he’d probably tell you to go bake him something or play with him. If you were to refuse, he’d immediately get suspicious and demand that he be let inside. Saying no would result in a lot of screaming and borderline terrifying pounding on the door. If you choose to let him in, however, perhaps he wouldn’t mind spending some time with you alone without his brothers there to interrupt you. He secretly enjoys the quiet moments you two share in your room (but he’d never admit it)
“Let’s just stay here, alright? My idiot brothers can’t bother us, and I’m not letting you stay in here without me, so you don’t have a choice.”

Subaru: To be honest he wouldn’t want to intrude on your personal space but he’d be concerned for you. (He’d never show it though hA) He’s learned from his childhood that a closed door can hold back a lot happening on the other side. He’d probably freak out if you didn’t respond through the door fast enough and he’d punch it down to make sure you’re okay, only to find you peacefully asleep or with your headphones in. If you ask him what’s wrong you’d get a rush of flustered dialogue like
“What?! N-no I don’t fucking care what you’re doing it’s just- I just don’t like this fucking door fuck you!”

anonymous asked:

I'm excited to see your writing, so I may as well send a request! How about the boys reacting to the reader collapsing from overworking?

I am so sorry for the wait! Please enjoy!

Noctis walked down the rather large hallway, yawning to himself, and stretched his arms over his head. Having to sit through those Citadel meetings were nothing but a waste of time to him, he’d much rather be home with his S/O playing some video games or watching a movie. Just as he was about to turn the corner to their apartment door, his phone began to vibrate in his pocket. He raised an eyebrow when he saw that it was your name and smiled as he answered the phone call.
“Hey babe, I was just about to get to the apartment. What do you want-”
“Is this Noctis?” His question was cut short by the sound of a man’s voice on the other line.
“… Yes this is. Who is this and why do you have (Y/N)’s phone?” He asked, a slight growl to his tone.
“Sir, please calm down. I am a doctor at Insomnia’s main hospital. (Y/N) is currently under our care.” He said and Noctis felt his blood run cold.
Why were you in the hospital? Had something happened? What had happened? A million questions ran through his mind as the man continued to talk on the other line.
“Sir? Sir, are you still there?” He called out.
“Y-Yeah! Yeah I am. I’m on my way right now. Thank you for calling me.” Noctis said as he quickly hung up the phone and beelined towards the elevator entrance.
It took him no longer than ten minutes to arrive at the hospital and as soon as he parked, and turned off, the Regalia, he lept out of the drivers door and ran to the front desk.
“I just got a call from a doctor saying that (Y/N) (Y/L/N) was just admitted! Are they okay? Did something happen?” He asked in a slightly panicked tone.
“Ah, you must be their boyfriend. Yes, (Y/N) was admitted about twenty minutes ago. The doctors are still checking on them to make sure they do not have any head injuries.” The receptionist said as she gave him a gentle smile.
“Head injuries? What happened?” He asked as he leaned against the front desk, placing his head in his hand.
“It seems that (Y/N) had collapsed during work. The doctor will be able to tell you more. He should be out any moment now, so please do have a seat while you wait.” She said as he motioned towards the plastic blue seats that were placed across the room.
Noctis let out a sigh and nodded his head as he pushed off from the counter and made his way over to a seat. He plopped down and placed his head in his hands as his mind began to race between the different scenarios that could lead up to you collapsing. Had you been sick? Did something happen to you? Did someone try to hurt you because of who you were with? His hands gripped his hair tighter as he tried to wrap his head around the entire situation.
“Noctis.” The distinctive accent of Ignis Scientia cut through the Prince’s thoughts and made him look up at him.
“Ignis…” He mumbled softly as he leaned back against his seat.
“How are they?” Ignis asked as he sat down next to Noctis and placed his hand on his shoulder.
“… Apparently they collapsed during work. They’re checking them for head injuries now.” Noctis explained as he leaned forward with his elbows on his knees.
Ignis slowly nodded his head as he leaned forward so that he could be eye level with Noctis. “I’m sure they are perfectly fine.” He said in a soft tone before looking up and making eye contact with the head doctor. “Noctis.” He called to the younger man, motioning with his head towards the man that was coming towards them.
“I assume you are Noctis? (Y/N)’s partner?” The man asked as he looked down at the dark haired man before him.
Noctis quickly stood and nodded his head. “Yes! I am!” He blinked a few times, blushing slightly at his outburst, and cleared his throat. “Is (Y/N) alright? What happened? Are they hurt?” He asked quickly.
The man gave Noctis a small smile before motioning for him to follow beside him. “(Y/N) is just fine. The collapse was triggered by extreme exhaustion.” He said as he began to walk.
Noctis looked over to Ignis, who stood as well, and followed after the man. “Extreme exhaustion?” He asked softly.
“Yes, meaning, (Y/N) was merely overworked. I suggest that they take a few days off from work and remain in bed until they are fully rested. I will be prescribing them some medicine because they also have a vitamin deficiency. They can be checked out whenever they feel like it.” He said and turned to look at Noctis when they stopped outside of their hospital room. “Please make sure that they get enough rest. I know what it’s like to be overworked and if they are not careful their body will resent them for the lack of care they are showing towards it.” He added.
“I will make sure that (Y/N) gets their medicine and rests accordingly. I will attend to the paperwork, Noct,” Ignis turned to look at the younger man, “I will see you when you and (Y/N) return home.” He said and turned to the doctor to begin to discuss the details.
Noctis let out a sigh as he took hold of the door handle and pushed it open wide. He immediately locked eyes with you and frowned deeply.
You let out a nervous laugh and waved slightly at him. “Hey… Noct…” You said as you rubbed at the back of your neck slightly. “I know, I know, I over did it again. I promise I’ll start going to bed earlier and I-” You were cut off by his lips crashing against yours in a desperate kiss.
He pulled away after a few seconds and pressed his forehead against yours with a sigh. “Don’t scare me like that again.”
You couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face as you slowly nodded and took hold of his hand. “I won’t. I promise.”

The moment you abruptly stopped talking, and the sound of a soft thud resounded throughout the apartment, was the moment Prompto knew something was wrong. He looked up from his spot on the couch and furrowed his brow.
“(Y/N)? Everything okay?” He asked as he scanned the room for you. He pursed his lips together as he stood from his seat and turned to face the kitchen. “(Y/N)?” He called your name again. He began to make his way over to the little kitchen the two of you shared, only to stop and stare with wide eyes at the scene before him.
You were out cold with your arm slung over the edge of the sink, holding your upper half up from falling, and you were on your knees.
“Holy shit! (Y/N)! Hey (Y/N)!” Prompto called out as he ran towards you. Gently, he lifted your arm from inside of the sink, placed it around his neck, and scooped you up into his arms. Without a second spared, he made his way back to the slightly worn couch and laid you down softly.
“(Y/N), come on wake up (Y/N).” He said in a gentle voice as he placed his hands on either side of your face. He sighed when he noticed that you weren’t going to wake up just by him asking, Prompto opted for checking to see if you were injured in anyway. He lifted your arm, feeling around your elbow, then your shoulder, before feeling the top of your head for any kind of bump. When he decided that he couldn’t find any sign of injury he smiled softly and leaned back against the couch.
Prompto began to gently run his fingers through your hair when he heard you let out a soft moan and stir underneath his touch. “Hey there chocoboo.” He said as he smiled down at you.
You slowly opened your eyes before giving him a confused look. “Prom? How did I end up on the couch?” You asked.
Prompto frowned slightly before letting out a soft sigh. “When was the last time you got a full night’s sleep (Y/N)?” He asked.
You blinked a few times at his question and pursed your lips when you realized what he was asking. “Uhm… A few weeks…” You mumbled and you could see the change in his expression go from concerned to absolutely worried. “I know Prom, I know I should take better care of myself but you know how stressful my job gets and I have a deadline to meet by next week. I’m really busy and sleeping only sets me back.” You explained as you moved to sit up from where you were laying.
Prompto immediately shook his head as he placed his hands on your shoulders to keep you from moving. “(Y/N). You just collapsed. You’ve been out cold for about twenty minutes. There is no way I’m letting you get back up until you take a nap.” He stated. You were about to protest when he gave you a wide grin and wrapped his arms around you, falling back onto the couch. “With me!” He hummed as he gave you kiss after kiss against your cheek.
You couldn’t help but smile widely at Prompto’s solution to your sleep deprivation. “Hmm… I think I can manage a little nap.” You said with a light laugh as Prompto pulled you closer to his chest.

“Come on (Y/N)! Get your head in the game!” Gladio barked as he swung his broadsword at you, easily sending you skidding back as your weapon of choice clashed against his.
“I’m trying!” You grunted as you pushed back against his sword, but your efforts were in vain.
“Well you aren’t trying hard enough!” He snapped as he pushed a little harder against his sword, making you fall to the ground. As soon as your back end hit the ground below you, Gladio let out a sigh and stabbed the tip of his blade into the ground. “That’s enough. Until you can get your head and heart into this we’re going to take a break.” He stated.
“What! No! I can keep going!” You protested.
Gladio shook his head as he motioned to you. “No. You can’t. You’re exhausted. We’ll pick this up when you’re back to full strength.” He said in a deadpan tone and turned around to retrieve his sword.
Your eyes widened out of shock. Was he looking down on you? Just because you two were together didn’t mean he should feel as if he needs to treat you differently from the other three! “Gladiolus! I said I’m fine! I can keep going!” You yelled as you quickly moved to stand. “I can-” Your vision blurred around the edges as your head began to pound. You saw Gladio turn to face you, almost like it was in slow motion, and watched as it looked like he yelled something before your entire world went black.
A groan left your lips as you felt the pounding in your head rise slightly. “Shit…” You muttered as you moved to sit up.
“Don’t. You need to rest.” You heard the rough voice of your boyfriend say as a hand engulfed your shoulder and pushed down on it slightly.
You laid back without a fuss and sighed softly as you looked over to Gladio. “What happened?” You asked.
“Well, you were giving me lip so much that you made yourself pass out.” He said as he crossed his arms over his chest.
You shot him a look before huffing and turning over on your side. “If you’re going to be rude right after all of this then you can just leave.” You said.
Gladio narrowed his eyes at you and huffed as he got up from where he was sitting. “Fine. If you want to act like a child then be my guest.” He snapped as he made his way out of the tent the two of you had purchased together.
You groaned as you placed your head into your hands and let out a sigh. Why was he always like this? Whenever something didn’t go his way he would get mad and storm off! You couldn’t seem to wrap your head around it but ultimately stopped thinking about when you heard the tent entrance rustle slightly as someone walked inside.
“Oh, it’s just you Noctis. What’s up?” You asked as you moved to sit up.
Noctis just shrugged as he looked down at you. “You know, Gladio was really worried when you passed out back there.” He said in a nonchalant way. You gave him a confused look so he continued after letting out a sigh. “He came running back to the camp with you in his arms, screaming at everyone to get out of his way when we tried to try and figure out what was wrong. He’s been worried sick for the past two days.” He stated as he crossed his arms over his chest.
Two days? You had been unconscious for two days? You looked down at your hands and frowned deeply as the reality of your words to Gladio sunk in. You were nothing short of rude to him over something so trivial.
“He stayed by your side for the past two days, mumbling about how it was his fault that you passed out. So, if I were you, I would go apologize to the big oaf because he was really worried about you (Y/N). And if that doesn’t tell you how much he cares for you, I don’t know what will.” He said as he turned and walked out of the tent quietly.
You let out a sigh and stood after a few moments, slowly making your way out of the tent and over to the edge of the haven where you knew Gladio would be. It didn’t take long for you to spot his massive figure and when you neared he immediately turned his head in your direction, his expression soft and caring.
“Hey… I’m… I’m sorry for what I said back there. I was just frustrated I guess.” You mumbled and he just nodded his head.
“It’s no big deal. I did push you too far so your reaction is only natural.” He said.
“I heard what you did. Gladio,” You made your way over to him and sat down beside him, “Thank you for staying with me. It means a lot to me.” You said as you placed your hand on his upper arm.
Gladio looked at you from the corner of his eye before letting out a sigh and wrapping his arm around you, pulling you into his side. “It’s no problem. You are my partner after all. I’m just glad you’re okay and it was nothing too serious. I don’t know what I would do if it was.” He said as he placed a kiss on the top of your head.

To say that Ignis was overreacting would be an understatement, an extreme understatement. The moment your eyes rolled to the back of your head was the moment his world stopped. He knew something had been off about you for the past hour or so, but every time he asked you, you would just brush it off as being simply tired and that you would be okay once they all settled in for the night. How foolish he had been to simply agree and let the matter slip past him.
He immediately dropped whatever it was that he had in his hands and moved to catch you as your whole body went limp and began to fall towards the hard cement below you. After he successfully catched you, the boys quickly gathered the items he had dropped and ushered him to the motel room.
Thank the gods they had already reserved a room.
Ignis took you inside the building and quickly ascended the stairs, he was too impatient to wait for the slow elevator and since the room was only on the fourth floor he could manage a light workout. Sliding the room key into the lock he quickly made his way to one of the two queen sized beds inside and laid you down gently.
“Astrals above (Y/N)… I knew something was wrong…” He mumbled as he placed his hand against your forehead and sat down on the edge of the bed. He frowned deeply when he felt that your temperature was higher than normal and immediately stood from where he was seated so that he could fetch a cool rag to place upon your head.
As soon as the boys arrived in the room he instructed them to remain at the quietest so that you could rest and regain your strength before they had to set out again. The entire time that you remained unconscious, Ignis stayed by your side. He made sure that the rag was changed out every few hours, that your body temperature was neither too hot or too cold, and he would gently caress your cheek with the back of his hand in an attempt to wake you.
A day and a half had passed before you stirred in your bed and let out a soft moan from the stiffness in your bones.
“Please remain in bed (Y/N). Your body is still recovering from the slight fever you acquired the other day.” Ignis said as he walked over to the bed and gently laid you back down.
“What do you mean? I don’t remember coming down with a fever or anything…” You said as you gave him a confused look.
Ignis furrowed his brow and lightly pinched the bridge of his nose underneath his glasses. “(Y/N), you collapsed on the way back from gathering supplies.” He said in a matter-of-fact tone.
You blinked a few times before sighing and placing your arm over your eyes. “And I suppose you are going to lecture me about overworking myself again?” You said in a soft tone.
Ignis made a face before shaking his head and sat down on the edge of the bed once again. He reached up and gently ran his fingers through your hair. “I will not lecture you if you do not want me too. All I will say is that you must take better care of yourself and that if you feel as if you have too much on your plate then all you need to do is come to me or one of the other three. We are here together and we are here to support each other until the end. So please, do not take on burdens that are too much for you. I do not want to see you collapse like that again.” He stated as his voice dropped a few octaves before continuing. “I do not think that my heart could handle it if you were hurt from my negligence.” He said under his breath.
Removing your arm, you reached up and placed your hand on his cheek. “Ignis,” You said his name softly as you turned his head so that he could look at you, “Thank you for taking care of me.” You said, knowing that that was all he needed to hear to set his heart at ease.

BTS Reaction to you having a Mommy Kink

Hope I did your request justice anon <3

I just had 4/7 written and Tumblr decided to refresh actually kill me

Please note that everything I write is based on my opinion, and is by no means how the boys would actually react, and I hope you enjoy my first request!

 - Royal xo

(re-uploading because gifs didn’t work in last post)


This boy would low key high key love having you dominate him. You’d have his hands tied above his head, and your pussy hovering above his hard cock, watching him squirm in anticipation.

“What do you want baby boy? What do you want Mommy to do?”

“Make me cum Mommy” He’d whimper so innocently. “Oh please just make me cum”

Originally posted by jiminrolls


I feel like he wouldn’t be overly keen on the idea of him being a sub to you, but of course he’s willing to try - and actually ends up surprising himself. He’d be between your legs the second you told him to be.

“Don’t be shy baby boy, you know what to do” And without a second of hesitation, he’d have his head buried between your legs, swapping between kitten licking and sucking your clit.

“You’re doing so good baby boy, but do you think you deserve Mommy’s cum all over your face?”

Originally posted by itsrapmonster

overused gif sue me


My little ball of no motivation would love for you to dominate him (sometimes).

“Oh god, my baby boy is so good at eating Mommy’s pussy, do you like it when she rides your face?”

He would be so eager to please you and would moan against your pussy whenever you called him your baby boy, sending vibrations onto your pussy and pushing you closer and closer to finishing on his tongue.

Originally posted by sugaa


Honestly I don’t see him as willing to be sub often dude is literally dADDY AF FIGHT ME. But when he IS finally convinced to be sub… oh boy. He would be the most quality sub, giving you everything you ask for, exactly how you ask for it.

“That’s right baby boy, do you like it when Mommy rides you?” He moans as he pushes his hips up to meet yours.

“Mmm, you’re such a good boy for me” You smirk as you lean down and grab his throat slightly, kissing him hard on his plump lips.

Originally posted by slapmon


While everyone else sees Jin as a complete sub, I am here to completely disagree. He would be more often dominating you, which made sex with submissive Jin that much better.

“Oh baby boy” You’d moan as you sucked the tip of his cock, glancing up to make sure his blindfold was still in place.

He’d be a whimpering mess, trying to push his hips up and push his cock further into your mouth, causing you to tsk.

“Uh uh uh gorgeous, keep that up and Mommy won’t let you cum”.

Originally posted by bwiseoks


The king of teasing, is about to have a major wake up call. He very easily agreed to let you dominate him; what he wasn’t prepared for, was how much you were going to tease him. He’d have is hands handcuffed to the head board, squirming around as you got yourself off on top of him.

“M..M..Mommy please.. let me touch you” He’d whimper, so desperate to have his fingers inside of you, instead of your own.

“Keep quiet baby boy, only good boys get to play with Mommy”.

You’d start grinding your wet pussy on his cock, which lay hard and angry on his pelvis. The anticipation leaving it twitching and oozing with precum.

“Are you going to come baby boy? All because of Mommy’s wet pussy touching you?”

Originally posted by jjks


Him being submissive to you is a regular occurrence in your sex life; you calling him baby boy, was not. The first time you called him that, he almost came then and there, had it’ve not been for you removing his cock from your pussy a second after.

“Oh baby boy, did you ask if you could cum? No. So why is your beautiful cock twitching like it is?” You whispered in his ear, before moving down his neck, leaving little kisses before finally sucking a hickey onto his collarbone.

“Bad boys get punished. Bad boys don’t get to cum. Do you promise to be a good boy for Mommy?”

Originally posted by jimiyoong