i dont know what am i doin

"What's the matter, sweetie?" | D.H.

Prompt #18: What’s the matter, sweetie?”
#20:I don’t want to hear your excuse. You can’t just give me wet-willies.“
#31: “I haven’t slept in ages.”
Words: 1,029
Warnings: none!

“Love, could you give mummy a little space, please?” You smiled at your daughter exasperatedly, after nearly tripping on her little toes as you turned to the stove to tend to the boiling noodles.

“I wanna help,” the three-year-old whined, trying to grab at anything she could on the counters above her.

You gently guided her hands away from the countertops, away from the knives and food and lit stove. You appreciated her gesture, but with your five-month-old son already against your breast, you quite literally had your hands full. “Thank you, baby, but I really – no, don’t touch that – I really need some space, okay?” You adjusted your son in your arms and turned around to find something in the refrigerator. The shrill scream from your daughter that pierced the air startled you, making your drop the glass jar of pasta sauce onto the wooden floor below you. It scared your son, too, his face no longer feeding on you but twisted in a pained cry instead. Now you had two screaming children on your hands and a hazardous mess on the floor. “Daniel!” You hollered for your husband desperately while putting your wailing son in his high chair.

Dan was already at the bottom of the stairs when you called, responding immediately to the crashing and screaming commotion in the kitchen. “What the bloody– Oh, my God,” Dan hurried toward your screaming daughter and knelt to her level. “What’s the matter, sweetie?“ He searched her little body for any sign of injury, stopping when he saw her fingers in her mouth.

“I touched the stove,” she hiccuped between sobs, “I hurt my hand, Daddy.”

“Come ‘ere,” Dan picked her up and carried her to the bathroom counter, holding her hand under the cold tap and letting it run, “hold that there for me, yeah?” Dan went to the kitchen once more in search for burn relief cream and was welcomed by the chaotic sight again. There you were, standing by a pool of tomato sauce, screaming baby beside you, with your shirt only half-on from your son’s interrupted feeding session. Your hair was beginning to look a mess too, you couldn’t stop nervously running your hands through it. Dan caught your eye and began to chuckle, it was a funny sight and he couldn’t stay serious for long.

“It’s not funny, Dan,” you sighed, allowing yourself a small smile. At least he was seeing the bright side. You pulled down your shirt when you caught him staring and switched the stove off.

“It’s a little funny,” he laughed, finding a tube of burn cream and returning again to his little girl. You went back to picking up shards of glass from the floor, thankfully there were only a few large pieces you had to find before wiping up the sauce mess, and you attended back to your crying son.

“I know, bear,” you cooed, “we’re all hungry,” you picked him up and brought him over to the sofa, hoping a change of environment would calm him down and encourage him to feed again. Within minutes, Dan came into the lounge with your daughter on his hip, a tired and tear-stained smile on her face, fingers in her mouth. You knew her burn couldn’t have been too bad, but you were relieved Dan could get her to smile again. “All better, princess?” You asked her as Dan sat down with her next to you. She smiled at the nickname and nodded, brown curls bouncing with her head.

“Just a little boo-boo,” Dan commented, adjusting the girl in his lap and leaning his head on your shoulder, watching you feed your son, “right, love?” He looked to the smiling girl and coaxed her hand out of her mouth, “Get your hands out of there, you goof.”

Dan brought her hand down but the mischievous little girl was inspired otherwise, sticking her small fingers playfully into her father’s ear, giggling wildly. “Hey!” Dan shouted, “What’s this about?”

She giggled again, putting her fingers back in her mouth and once more into Dan’s ear, making him yell out again, “I burned my fingers, Daddy, I’m making them better!”

He couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face, eyes crinkling and dimples showing as he laughed, “I don’t want to hear your excuse, you can’t just give me wet-willies!” He grabbed her hands gently and held them down, neither of them at this point holding in any laughter. “You think you’re funny, don’t you?”

The girl nodded and squealed as she charged toward his head again. As cute as the scene was, you were rather peckish and growing tired, your son too, and the howling pair certainly wasn’t making the situation better. You shifted irritably in your seat and laid your head back against the cushions and shut your eyes.

“Tired, love?” Dan asked you, still holding your daughter’s hands and playing with them softly.

You hummed and nodded in response, craving the nap you never got today. “I haven’t slept in ages,“ you groaned, “I think I’m dead.” You really did feel like it, you couldn’t remember the last time you had five minutes to tend to your own needs. Not that you didn’t love caring for your family, but you were exhausted. Dan frowned and set your daughter on the ground and whispered something in her ear that led her to gallop toward the adjacent playroom, and he looked between you and your son.

“Give him to me,” Dan said, reaching for the fussy baby. You began to protest, not wanting him to take pity on you, but he shook his head and took the child. “I’ve got him, love,” he said, pressing a kiss to your temple and pulling you up, “you go get some sleep, I’ve got them.” You muttered a thank you and leant into him for a hug. You felt your body growing heavier by the second and finally convinced yourself to walk upstairs to bed after kissing your baby’s head and Dan’s lips. You thanked the powers that be for Dan, as it was in these moments that you realised you’d probably be dead without him.

anonymous asked:

-chanting- fuckboy!nct

cracks knuckles. alright, let’s get this goin’.

first things first, jaehyun is the biggest fuckboy in the group. you can’t tell me otherwise. he’s definitely the one messaging you at 2am or something like “what you doin” tryna get noods. oh my goD dont let u actually date this dude he’s totally the boyfriend tryna get it in in the dressing rooms while you’re trying to shop. oh my god. do not let me get started. 

taeyong, see. let me explain somethin’. in no way am i shitting on him at all, i am a proud member of the lee taeyong protection squad but look at him. look at him. really. he knows he’s hot. all he has to do is toss a smirk at someone and their his and he knows. he’s the subtle kind of fuckboy you know he’s fucking with multiple people but he’s still in your dm’s like “what do you mean, i only fuck with you”.

yuta. oh my god. with that beautiful smile of his, he’d have people going just like how taeyong would. he knows hes attractive. imagine in a high school setting, not only would he be the captain of the soccer team, he’d have every single cheerleader under his wing. on an nsfw note, he’s probably known really well as the guy with GREAT stroke game. like. amazing. like everyone wants to try him, that kind of stroke game.

o god i hate to say this but. i totally see haechan being a fuckboy. he has a lot of confidence okay so he’s kind of that lowkey fuckboy???? he wants to be as good as his hyungs but i’ll tell you what, he won’t catch feelings. he’ll fuck with you hard and be super duper nonchalant about it. god, he’d be a real asshole about it too, let me stop before i get mad.

okay, for the rest of them. i’m sorry, y’all, i don’t see taeil, winwin, mark, doyoung or ten as fuckboys. especially not ten, oh my god. sweet little baby, he couldn’t do it. 

Originally posted by seuteppi

Get to know me cuz I was tagged!!

I was tagged by @buriiboo!

1st RULE: Tag 9 people  ok i dont know 9 people 

actually u kno what i went thru this whole thing n im not leavin without takin someone with me: @wikimemia @09wooglenotabutt09 @kuchizuke-diamond @m2k @tooads @flaweddreaming @willowpaladin @gennabug @hourglass-kid

but of course u dont gotta. only do if u want

2nd RULE: bold the statements that are true

I am 5'7" or taller (god i wish that were me)

I am dark skinned (idk im more of a tan? if that counts)

I wear glasses (only for class tho but usually i dont wear em)

I have at least one tattoo

I have at least one piercing

I have blonde hair

I have brown eyes 

I have short hair

I am overweight (i have a bit of a funny short explanation on this one)

My abs are at least somewhat defined

I have or have had braces

I have small feet


I love meeting new people (depends on their vibes.. so not every single new person i meet)

People tell me that I’m funny 

Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me (ill try my best but no guarantees) 

I enjoy physical challenges 

I enjoy mental challenges 

I’m playfully rude with people I know well 

I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it 

There is something I would change about my personality

I’m mentally stable 

I can sing well

I can play an instrument

I can do over 30 pushups without stopping

I’m a fast runner

I can draw well

I have a good memory 

I’m good at doing math in my head 

I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute 

I have beaten at least 2 people in arm wrestling

I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch

I know how to throw a proper punch

I can sleep 8 hours uninterrupted

I enjoy reading

I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else

I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else

I have learned a new song in the past week (I really should tho.. )

I work out at least once a week

I binge watch series regularly (it took me a year to watch madoka)

I’ve gone for runs at least once a week in the warmer months

I have drawn something in the past month

I enjoy writing

Fandoms are my #1 passion

I do or have done martial arts (only for like a year tho)

I have had my first kiss 

I have had alcohol

I have scored the winning goal in a sports game

I have been rejected or rejected someone who was interested in me 

I have watched an entire season of a TV show in one sitting 

I have been at an overnight event

I have been in a taxi

I have been in the hospital or ER in the past year

I have beaten a video game in one day

I have visited another country

I have had my heart broken

I have been to one of my favorite band’s concerts

I’m in a relationship….

I have a crush on a celebrity

I have a crush on someone I know

I have been in at least 3 relationships

I have never been in a relationship

I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them 

I get crushes easily

I have had a crush on someone for over a year (HAD)

I have been in a relationship for at least a year

I have had feelings for a friend

I have never loved someone

I have at least one person I consider a “best friend”

I live close to my school (rip me. i used to)

My parents are still together

I have at least one sibling

I live in the United States

I have lost someone special

I suffer/ had suffered from mental illness

There is snow right now where I live (this is surprising af)

I have hung out with a friend in the past month

I have a smartphone

I have at least 15 CDs

I share my room with someone

I have breakdanced

I know a person named Jamie

I have had a teacher with a last name that’s hard to pronounce

I have dyed my hair

I’m listening to one song on repeat right now

I have punched someone in the past week

I wax/shave my body hair

I know someone who has gone to jail

I have broken a bone (fractured but not broken idk if that counts)

I have eaten a waffle today

I know what I want to do with my life

I speak at least 2 languages

I have made a new friend in the past year


4minute performing a whatcha doin’ today remix @ the 2014 sbs gayo daejun.

Woohyun and his tissue-issue


damn im sweaty good that i have this tissue with me it completes my soul

whoa look it stuck to me haha lmao magic

look at my tissue just look at it yeah i know *proud*

i am so awesome damn and look so fabulous thank you tissue <3 #unf

now to my head whoa amazing

honeytree are you taking pics bc yeah awesome and im so funny omfg

no what-

tissue no wait dont leave me come ba-

damn it u tissue of hell what r u doin u cant leave me lik dis


cr. Honeytree

Weird drawchan rant

Like I’m pretty okay with my drawchan stuff fading forever from the internet but I just checked akinator and Skullguy Craig doesnt exist on there anymore.

I was just like
“Has it really been so long, old friend?”
Its been fuckin YEARS since Ive been relevant on the internet.

I never liked the idea of being a part of the big draw group. I didnt like signing my name on collabs or taking part in the wiki or pretty much anything that tied me hard to the website. But its still such a weird turnaround with how much I totally made drawchan part of my life for so fuckin long. Hell, I didnt wanna leave /b/ drawhore threads until LITERALLY everyone left and there was nobody to hang with and even then a friend had to drag my ass over to ndw.

Which, again, I dont regret meeting most people through there. I still have amazing friends from drawchan and had an even more amazing relationship for 6 or so years. So its always been this weird two faced love hate with the website and what it was about. I didnt like the circlejerking, didnt like the butt patts, definitely not the putdowns without construction.

I met so many great people drawing dicks online and not finishing fuckin stories, especially my ex. If anything can be said about my time there I dont regret a single day knowing her.

Some people I still talk to today, some people are either lost to time or Ive pushed away or even just been an absolute monster to. That, I regret. I hope they’re doin good things and making stuff.

Its 6:32 am and I havent slept tonight, ignore my reminiscent ass.

Though thinking on it now someone from /co/ the other week mentioned they remembered Face for Hire when I was just in highschool PLANNING on making it and they were super excited I was doing it and that it gave them some hope in making their own thing they’d been working on for a long time. That’s the kind of impact I’d like to have on people.

Nice, quiet in its impact, maybe remember a funny thing I did. Thats all I can hope for.

Ichabod: Honey!

Katrina: What?

Ichabod: Where’s my Lefftenant?

Katrina: What?


Katrina: I told her to go away!

Ichabod: Where?

Katrina: Why do you need to know?!

Ichabod: I need her!

Katrina: UH UH dont you think about runnin off doin no savin the world! We have been planning this Dinner for 250 years!