i miss sugar so much ; ;

Last week, something incredibly sad happened in our family. Our family dog, Wally, passed away. He was a Jack Russel Terrier with a big heart, and lots of love. He got so anxious whenever we had to go on long car rides, so I would play ukulele for him and he’d calm down. His absolute favorite song was Everything Stays from Adventure Time, so I thought I would do a rerecording of it in his honor. I already miss you so much, little buddy. God will take good care of you.

I had to do a few takes, as I kept tearing up and getting emotional, but I wanted to do this for him. He was my everything for 6 years, and I’m never going to stop loving him. 

Thank you so much for listening. 

Made with SoundCloud

My life has change exponentially for the better since I discovered fathead dough– here’s one batch of it making pigs in blankets, a pizza, and enough left over for a sandwich (turkey, bacon, mayo, spinach, sharp cheddar, and pesto).

Gluten free, sugar free, and low-carb. I can finally have BREAD again. I’ve missed bread so goddamn much.

For those interested the recipe is:

  • 1 ¾ cups shredded mozzarella
  • 2 tbsp cream cheese
  • ¾ cup almond flour
  • 1 egg
  • choice of seasoning

Mix all the cheese and almond flour together in a microwaveable bowl and microwave for 1 minute, take it out to stir, then microwave it for another 30 seconds. Then mix in the egg and seasoning. That’s it! Roll it into whatever shape you need and bake at 400 for ~15 minutes.

Communicating Your Standards

It’s been a long time…

I’m glad to be back to blogging now. I missed you all ! So since I’ve been gone for quite some time, I figured why not come back with a banging post. So here lies and official Bronzy advice post that you’ve all missed so much.

There’s this big issue that I’ve noticed in the bowl and that is “women being unable to communicate their standards, to Salt, POTs and SDs and even fellow sugars.”. I see it al over Tumblr- a girl get’s offered a low amount of allowance from a POT, ensue, all hell that breaks loose in her response to him. Actually this is something I witness more on Instagram than anywhere else. Sorry IG ladies, but it’s true.

Time and time again on IG, I’ll stumble across screenshots of arguments with POTs. Forgetting about whatever silly things these men said (this post is focusing on the women as there aren’t men here I can talk to), I see SBs desperately try to scramble to communicate their self worth and standards. But so, so, so many of you go about it the wrong way. You start firing off, cussing and condemning Craig and bashing and belittling Ben. Granted some men warrant these kind of responses, there is no excuse for a man to be hateful, disrespectful, racist, sexist, etc. But a lot of what I see doesn’t fall into this category. And women are going about demanding more respect from men in completely the wrong way.

See there are three types of women that spring to mind when I imagine women who try to communicate their standards. Some of you may recognise these characters from my Instagram.

1) The Salty Sass.. lets call her ‘Messy Morton’, she’s the salty kind.

2) The Sickeningly Sweet … We’ll name her ‘Silly Stevia’

3) The Golden Goddess.. her highness is called ‘Boss Bitch’

*this is going to be my longest one yet, so grab a cup of tea and get comfy*

Before we delve into these personas and their complexities, lets discuss the challenges they all face.


This is usually where the problems begin for a lot of women. They actually aren’t even aware of what their standards are in the first place. They’ve never really thought about what is acceptable and unacceptable behavior when it comes to interaction with everyone, not just men. What treatment they expect is not something they’ve actually taken a moment to really think about.


Even when we are aware of our standards, we don’t always know how to articulate them without coming across as bitchy, high maintenance, confrontational, crazy, psycho, batty (insert synonyms for psychotic here). Sometimes we fear confrontation. We may not like the way someone treats us, but at the same time, we don’t want to start an argument or risk the other person getting upset and leaving, or even risk losing our precious allowances.

You know, a lot of people are actually afraid to talk about how communicating your standards can be a very tricky thing. I know when I was younger, the fear of confrontation would paralyse me from telling people that I would not be treated in disrespectful mannerisms.

But knowing how to communicate your standards is essential in standing out from the crowd. It’s vital that you get away from the basic SB persona and become the woman of High Value I’m always going on about. If you can’t do this, you are stopping yourself from being able to influence the way men treat you.

The Scenario

Your on your date with Simon from SA. You’ve had an amazing time, he’s really impressed you with his choice of restaurant and he even brought you a little gift, despite this being the first meet. It’s getting late and as you and Simon make your way to the taxi bay (that’s cab for my Americans) he asks you if you would like to share a taxi back to his hotel.

Messy Morton

When Simon asks Messy Morton back to his hotel, she immediately goes on the offence. Her response is typically something along the lines of “are you fucking kidding me?!! Do you really think I’d ever fuck you on the first date?! You must be out of your damn mind. You are looking for a prostitute not a sugar baby. Get the heck of SA, you obviously don’t know what a sugar baby is.”

Now ladies, lets analyse MM’s response. Not only has she brought down other sex workers with the self righteous way she talks about other SWs  (this is shade at many SB’s that piss me off with this kind of mentality kmt), she has single handedly cut him down, bruised his ego, insulted him and now Simon is never going to ask her out again, there goes the chance of a good relationship out the window.*

Silly Stevia

Silly Stevia is that sweet passive girl. Problem is she’s too sweet. Remember that girl in school that was too nice, she would let all the popular kids boss her around for their own gain: yet she wouldn’t say a word about being uncomfortable with how she was treated (and even when she did, she said it in her room when she was with a friend rather than to the people who actually needed to hear it). She basically let herself be treated like a door mat and because of that no one respected her, in fact they probably felt pitiful or disgusted. This is Silly Stevia, and many people out there, and me, I was that little girl in school.. but that’s a story for another day.

In the situation with Simon, SS does either of two things.

She either makes excuses: “ Actually, my friend is waiting up for me, I’m helping her pack for her trip to NY. But maybe next time”. Or …She goes to his hotel and sleeps with him, or just hangs around and uses the ‘period excuse’ or whatever. But whether or not she sleeps with him, she lets herself be put in a situation that she doesn’t even feel comfortable with by being complacent. So what happens in both these possibilities is that Simon never really learns that he was moving to fast for her, all he knows is she made an excuse or she acted weak.

Neither Morton or Stevia have gotten anywhere here. One displayed their standards but didn’t arouse any excitement while the other lowers her standards and compromises her integrity.

The Golden Goddess

GG has mastered the optimum mixture of salty and sweet that keeps men from treating her badly, while still not being satiated and always has them wanting more: and building attraction on top of that.

Here’s what GG says: “I’ve really enjoyed myself tonight, you’ve picked a great restaurant. I must say, I’m quite impressed (*insert smile here*). You know what, a part of me wants to get in that taxi with you because i find you sexy, but in all honesty, I’m not one of those girls that moves with things that quickly. It’s just never really been my thing, but, if you want to take me somewhere as lovely as this next week, i’d love to go, you seem to have an eye for quality”

Go back and read that quote again!

The Break Down

“You’ve picked a great place … impressed”

This first line communicates that you are a woman of high value. It gives of the impression that you are not easily impressed, yet he’s managed to make an impression , and trust me, that will make him feel special. He’s probably thinking “Score, I’ve impressed her”. What I love about this is it also reverses the status quo. A lot of times, men, particularly wealthy ones, are used to women trying to impress them and get their attention, but you are subliminally telling him that “he has to be the one to impress you”. This will catch him off guard and separate you from all the other women he’s dated… Unless they’ve read this post too, in which case, he’ll be used to dealing with Boss Bitches. ;)

“There’s a part of me … sexy”

This is where we’ve elevated things to a more sensual and playful level. You are creating sexual tension and desire and his mind is on fire. “OMG, this beautiful woman finds me sexy ! Yesss !! She wants me !! “ (This always makes me laugh when i write it, but its true :D ). In reality the majority of men are not nearly as accustomed to compliments like women are. So whether he even believes you or not, he’ll be flattered with the gesture.

“I’m not one of those girls”

This little gem we have here is a technique I’ve discussed before on Instagram, so I’m not going to delve too deep into it, but it’s a concept called “Distancing”. In summary, its the art of intentionally removing yourself from all the other people (in this case women) in someones life. So you don’t fall into the category of ‘friend’ or ‘girlfriend’ or ‘thot”, instead, he  creates a separate little category just for you, in his head. I will say though, that this line is very cliche and woks best when genuine, or accompanied with Oscar worthy acting skills.

“It’s just never really been my thing”

The simplest yet most important part of it all. This is when he understands that you are not going to sleep with him yet (or whatever scenario you are utilising this for) and that you don’t appreciated being asked for such a thing.

“if you want … eye for quality”

Leaving things on a sweet note while subtly telling him to up his game is my favourite part of it all. You’ve suggested he takes you somewhere just as nice, or even better, without coming across as pushy and in his face. Make no mistake, I’m not saying “take me !”, i’m saying “if you want, I’ll accept”. Make him feel like he’s the one who came up with the idea. He now has the opportunity to ask you out: men like to feel like they are doing the chasing, you never want to come across like you are chasing a man.** In other words, you’ve communicated another standard and he now knows that you expect to be wined and dined and now he has the task to keep impressing you. This also works if you find that men often take you to nice plces and treat you really well when you first meet them but later change their attitude and lower their standards.

This is the difference between a normal girl, and a goddess. This is how you keep men coming back for more. This is how you separate yourself from Basic Becky, Sleazy Sarah, Silly Stevia, Naive Nancy and Messy Morton. What I’ve learned is the best way to get positive action from men who have fallen slightly from the tracks of gentlemanly and how I got my super Hunky Director to see me as a Goddess even when he’s surrounded by beautiful actresses/models all the time, is what I’ve tried to embody in this post.

I’ll be posting more on attraction*** and giving examples of situation in the future so keep your eyes peeled.

In the mean time, don’t forget to share and your welcome.



(feeling frustrated or confused? got something on your mind about what I said? take a quick look at this disclaimer)

*Disclaimer, as annoying as it is when men try and sleep with you early on, that's what men do. In fact if a man wasn’t thinking about having sex with you when hes on a date with you then I’d be quite worried. But this doesn’t mean that just because its normal, that you are obliged to entertain their thoughts. I’m just making you aware that if you are an attractive person, people will want to sleep with you on the first or second date. Get over it. You hold the Punan, so you are the one who control whether or not it happens.

** While you don’t want to come across like you are chasing a man, I do actually encourage all my followers to chase what they want, whether that's a man, or their dreams. But what i’m always trying to teach you is how to make it look like you are not actually the one doing the chasing.

Copyright © 2015 BronzedSugarUK

Sugar Baby Tip!

Always look extremely excited every time you meet him. Act as though him coming into the room, is the most amazing thing that could ever happen.

Greet him like a puppy would his or her owner.

“OMG Daddy! I’ve missed you so much”

*holds tightly, sensually and kisses neck and does a teasing quick make out*

Then carry on keeping the energy up!

Cheesy, I KNOW!

But this shit works. My Kinky SD is a lonely older man with pets. Him and a POT I’ve been seeing who also fits the same demo both have exclaimed to me the dismay of ex-wives and other humans in general. They have stated verbatim that they love coming home to their precious pups who make everything better and that this keeps them going through rough patches. Their pups are always happy and excited to see them. This fuels their ego, stimulates and excites them.

I decided to mimic this behavior in sugar baby fashion of course and it works like a charm!

Try it. Give puppy dog eyes and lots of genuine excitement and he will die waiting to see you every time that you make plans.

*also remember to look sexy even in sweats and a T. Always play up the eyes and the mouth with soft colored lipsticks. Men are visual creatures. I’ve found that this helps convey the puppy dog/ innocent girl look that a lot of men love.




(Long post incoming) 

I wanted to make a post wishing all of my mutuals and followers a Merry Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, and New Year! Because I love you all and appreciate you guys so much 💖💖💖💖💖 

So here we go:

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@hadairono for being my first and longest follower 💖

And warm wishes to all my other followers as well! I love you guys 💖

Oh! And Megumi and Yuma say hi too!

Megumi and Yuma: MERRY CHRISTMAS!! 

In My Mind 02 (Katlaska) - Miss Sugar Pink

A/N: Thank you very much for your kind words! They really motivated me to write more! I hope you don’t mind a bit of a slow burn. And shoutout to my sister who made this lovely picture for my fic! Thank you!

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i miss steven universe so much!! so i decided to have some fun with this sketch i posted a while ago. i’ve been feeling kind of down lately and drawing this was very therapeutic! i’m in the middle of editing a process video, in which i answer the 2023948 messages i have in my inbox right now haha. i’ll try to post it this weekend!

//thank you all for your patience. ;__; feel free to send me more questions in the mean time.

anonymous asked:

I've heard so much good about the ketogenic diet and I'm interested but I just love carbs so much! and I'm not a huge fan of fatty foods... how do you do it?

I love carbs too! But there are all sorts of substitutes, like cheesy cauliflower puree instead of mashed potatoes, or roasted radishes instead of potatoes, or….ok I mostly was going to miss potatoes, and though there ARE keto-bread substitutes, I don’t bother with those. I made cream cheese pancakes w/ sugar free Torani syrup and they were better than normal pancakes, too!

I was a huge soda drinker though, and I could kill a box of cupcakes in a night, and I’ve replaced those vices with the occasional Sparkling ICE drink (they’re carbonated and sweet, too sweet) and HaloTop ice cream, which is keto-friendly, soooo tasty, and has a texture I like more than normal ice cream. It’s low-carb, low-sugar, high-protein ice cream.

I add a lot of things like sour cream, cream cheese, avocado, bacon grease to my foods to make them more fatty and filling. I used to wake up nauseous because of how fucking hungry was, and now, I often wait hours and hours before eating!

Puppy Love (pt 2)

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

Jungkook x Reader

Genre: so much fluff –seriously it’s almost disgusting-

Word count: 3,9 K

Part 1

broken English alert

When you unlock the door to your apartment that evening the first thing you hear is the sound of light footsteps coming toward you. Next, you see his bunny teeth and eye smile running in your direction. After that a pair of strong arms wraps around you encaging you in a tight lock and he nuzzles his head close to your neck. Lastly, you hear his sugar coated voice whispers tender innocent words in your left ear.  

“Y/N~ I missed you so much”

His tone is so soft and pure it makes your heart cringe. You hold your breath for a moment trying to act as collected as possible. You have been thinking about this situation all day but you haven’t found a solution. Last night your little puppy, Kookie, decided he didn’t want to be a fluffy, cuddly little dog anymore and turned into this super-cute-super-hot guy. Wow what a dream-like situation don’t you think? NO. Absolutely not. Not for a socially awkward, cynical and overly sarcastic girl like you. Moreover your limited experience -ok almost nonexistent- with guys doesn’t help you at all. You remember how your jindo dog used to run towards you to greet you anytime you came home and how heart-warming it felt to have someone waiting and welcoming you. But now, oh god, now is all different. Now your cute puppy is an overly excited mischievous grow up man who behaves like some kind of domestic animal. Fantastic. -What the hell is wrong with the universe? why is he being so clingy now?-. You took pity on him and let him stay in your house, but well, what else could you do? He is alone and seems so naïve you just couldn’t throw him out. And so you have been thinking all day about how to solve this big giant mess that has arrived unexpectedly in your life but you didn’t come to a conclusion. And so here you are struggling to balance yourself as this giant baby clings into you.

“YA let me go!!” You quickly wriggle away from him and run to the kitchen trying to escape the awkward situation and more importantly hide your reddening face.  

“Are you hungry? I went grocery shopping, but I didn’t know what you like so…”

“Everything is fine by me” he says strolling closely behind you.

“OK sit down, I’II fix you something”  As you approach the counter you hope he would stay still for a moment and let you catch your breath while you cook something. You actually start to calm  down as you prepare all the ingredients. That’s until you feel two hands sneaking around your waist.  

“W-what are you doing?!” You panic, your cheeks turning a deep shade of red once again. His touch is as light as a feather as he gently  hold you flush against his solid body, his nose touching your nape.

“I was lonely here all day. I want to stay close to you” he admits with no shame. You stand frozen in place, arms halfway up gripping a carrot in one hand and a knife in the other. -Ok this is hella embarrassing- His hands are gently pressed on your sides tracing random patterns on your shirt and your chest feels like exploding from all the intimacy you have been experiencing in the span of 10 minutes.

“I-I can’t cook like this! Just sit down for a minute” you manage to say still holding your breath with your mind doing the cartwheels.

He whines cutely making you shiver uncomfortably but then obediently goes to sit down on your tiny sofa. You stand there still  for a whole minute, desperately trying to breath normally again.  –Is he freakin serious? OMG I’m going to have an heart attack-

You start cooking some curry but you just can’t avoid the feeling of being observed. Turning around to grab some ingredients you catch Kookie –ok this still sounds weird- staring at you from the sofa a with his best puppy eyes.  You turn around sighing loudly  –If he keeps it up he is going to burn two hole in my back-

“Watch some tv if you want… You can turn it on can’t you?” you say trying to find a way to distract him.

“Ya only because I was a dog that doesn’t mean I can’t do anything! I’ve watched you long enough to learn these kind of basic stuff” he remarks with an hint of annoyance in his voice. You giggle shaking your head. Once the dinner was ready you bring two plates to the small table in the living room. Kookie-dog-or-whatever claps excitedly and his face light up when he sees the food. Although your cooking skills are not so great he looks utterly delighted and eats all greedily.

“You need a name” you say out of nowhere.

“Why? I already have one”  -Yeah right, Kookie. Good luck trying to survive with such a ridiculous name- You need a name to identify him and Kookie is way to intimate and makes you feel a bit uncomfortable.

“You need a human name, something less cute and more normal…. Something like, something like Jungkook, maybe?”

You look at him as he repeats the new name a few times and nods  “Uhm I like that!” Jungkook smiles happily at you.

“So what are you going to do from now on?” you ask him while you get up to start washing the dishes.

“I don’t really know…” he answers lazily shifting his gaze from you to the TV “I think I need to know more about human behaviour to adapt to this form… do you need help, noona?” You almost chock on air and let a plate slip from your hands when THAT word leave his lips. What. The. Hell.  You turn around slowly furrowing your eyebrows.

“Ya when did you learn that?”

He turns to stare at you his adorable deer like eyes wide opened  “Uhm… what? Noona? Isn’t it how I am supposed to call a girl older than me?”

“Y-yes but…” and then it hit you “wait how old are you?”

Jungkook starches the back of his neck and stares blankly into space “In human age… I guess I am around 20” –Damn he is really younger than you- you narrow your eyes and clench your jaw. Well, perfect not only you are stuck with this insanely attractive guy but he is also younger than you: a little teasing brat. You keep on washing the dishes your hands trembling slightly and your heart thumping loudly.

“Why? Does it bother you noona?” you squeal and almost jump when his breath tickles the nape of your neck. –wait what wa… why is he always doing this? Urgh stay away you little brat!-  the way THAT word casually slip out of his mouth with all the intimacy and affection attached to the term makes you so embarrassed. Jungkook turns from a shy nervous wreck to a confident smirking little shit in a moment which is really confusing. It is incredible how you still don’t know anything about this boy –well you didn’t have much time to talk- but his actions and his words affect you so much.  Even the slight contact makes you shiver, every word tumbling out is beautiful lips makes you cringe. You still can’t classified this type of attraction which makes you want to punch in the face and then cuddle him five seconds after. Jungkook sure is a handful.

“G-go take a shower if you don’t have anything else to do!” you hiss hitting him lightly in the stomach with your elbow.

“Uhm but I don’t really know how to do it~” you sighed loudly and -if possible- blush ever more.

“Urgh it-it’s easy just turn up the water and use my shampoo for your hair and grab a random towel…” you stammer a feeling of embarrassment washing over you like lava flow, not daring to  turn around and face his

“Just joking! I’ve seen you enough time to know what to do~” he sings teasingly and you can almost feel the grin on his face.

“OH MY GOD GO AWAY” you shriek face completely red and turn around to smack him right in his chest keeping your eyes fixed on the ground. –why does he have to remind me he saw me naked MULTIPLE TIMES and teasing the hell out of me!-

Jungkook only chuckles amused by your action as he moves towards the bathroom mumbling something about you being too sensitive.    

You are putting the last dishes in the cupboard when your imagination starts to run wild. Your breath hitches when some kind of particular thoughts floods your mind. At first it was just the imagine of Jungkook trying to understand the difference between shampoo and conditioner or trying to turn the shower on, which made you giggle under your breath. But then, oh well, you can’t  help picturing him slipping off your brother’s shirt with his strong arm revealing his delicious milky collarbone and probably strong and define muscles and droplets of water running down from his wet hair to his broad shoulder. God he was well built you have seen it -and felt it- with your own eyes and then… –WHATTHEHELLWHATTHEHELL STOP STOP DON’T THINK ABOUT THAT!-  You clear you throat and shake your head trying to get those thoughts out of your mind –oh no my innocence is lost forever I don’t even know him what am I thinking about I am gonna cry- It’s not that you have never been intimate with a guy before but sure you have never been so close with someone as handsome and Jungkook or someone who loves putting you on edge so much.

You are sitting on the sofa trying to discipline your mind not to wander where it shouldn’t when Jungkook comes out of the bathroom and plops down beside you and shake his head splashing water all over the place.

“Ya stop! Dry your hair!”

“I did” he replies shrugging his shoulders. Rolling your eyes you get up to search for the hairdryer.

“Here it is. You have to use this” you explain standing in front of him and handing him the hairdryer.

“Do it for me” He asks smiling like a fool “Come on noona please” he whines cutely.

You stare at him cringing yet again at the new epithet he has chosen for you, but eventually sit down next to him as he turns around to face you.  You try unsuccessfully to avoid staring at his face which is way too close to you for your liking, the refreshing smell of your lemon shampoo hitting your nostrils. Running your fingers through his silky hair you feel a weird tingle in your chest but you decide to ignore it settling instead to admire his features. He really is beautiful. His skin looks soft and smooth, his lips plump and delicate and his eyes, although closed now, are usually so warm it’s hard for you to keep up with them. It’s that kind of beauty that you can’t help being jealous about but you can’t hate because it’s just too adorable.

“I-I’ll make up something and ask my mom to send me some of my older brother’s clothes tomorrow… he is taller than you but his clothes should fit you” you say trying to make small talks and lighten the uneasiness in your heart

“Thank you noona” Jungkook sings softly a faint smirk forming on his delicate lips.

When it comes the time to go to sleep you find yourself once again frustrated because of the new situation. Jungkook is so tall that he can’t fit in the sofa for sure, but then where? Maybe he should just turn into dog and then sleep on the sofa… certainly not in the same bed with you! The thought of him, even though not in his human form lying with you… no no it can’t work.  

“Argh where do I put you?” You complain out loud, more to yourself than to him.

“Why? Can’t I sleep on the bed with you?” he asks looking at you innocently. Your eyes grew twice their size as you stare at him dumbfounded.

“A-are you crazy? Like that? Absolutely not” you argue gulping –Why are my hands sweating so much? Girl get e grip of yourself!-

“Why? I have been sleeping with you all this time. And I want to stay like this and adapt to my human form” Jungkook argues. He has a point there.

“Well it was different! You where a tiny little dog until yesterday, how are we suppose to fit in my bed now that you are a like this?” –and how am I suppose to feel if you sleep beside me?!!-  

He lazily rubs one of his eyes and then cutely says “Like this” Without any warning he wraps his long arms around you and lift you up effortlessly. You land with your stomach on shoulder and his hands tightly secured around you waist and legs to keep you in place. You let out a shriek and protest kicking your legs in the air like a whining child. Laughing at you little tantrum Jungkook keeps walking until he reaches your bedroom and finally lays you down on the bed. He lays next to you, your back against his chest, his arm tightly secured around your waist keeping you impossibly close to his body.

“Jungkook what-what…!?”  

“Just sleep” he whispers lowly against the shell of your ear. You shiver under his touch and you swear your heart has never beaten so fast in your life and it feels like there are actual pelicans in your stomach. Doing the cartwheels. You lay still for a moment thinking about how to get out of this unbearable situation but unable to concentrate due to Jungkook close proximity; you breath is erratic and your body temperature incredibly high. The way this boy toys around with your emotions is incredible. He has got you wrapped around his delicate long fingers. He is an annoying cocky brat disguised as an innocent lamb, but at the same time he makes it impossible for you to get angry with him because of  his adorable eyes and cute antics. -Is it possible to live with this constant heartthrob? Jungkook is going to be the death of me, for sure-

After what seems like hours you hear his light snores and feel his body relax against yours. You don’t dare to speak nor to move because even though It’s hard for you to admit it -because of your prideful and independent nature- but soon you began to feel safe in his arms. His rhythmical breath against your neck gradually calms you down and lulls you gently. And soon enough you are drifting off to dreamland.

Morning comes too soon as always. Feeling particularly relaxed and refreshed you stretch your arms letting out a satisfied groan. Shifting in your bed you feel a void beside you and your eyes immediately shoot open; you are sure you fell asleep with Jungkook beside you the night before, but now he is gone. Suddenly you hear some light snores the sounds is subtle but it’s near you; looking around you find that somehow during the night Jungkook has slid down the bed, falling on the floor. And there he is, still sleeping in a ridiculous position  with is mouth half opened. You look at him blinking your eyes a few times and then start to laugh uncontrollably. The noise wakes Jungkook up and you can see his eyes fluttering open as he gaze at you and ruffles is already messy hair and making you laugh even more.  

“Yah” his husky, deep morning voice halts you and shut you up.

“Sorry that was priceless” You comment as he lift himself up to a sitting position and rubs his eyes with both hands. He then move his gaze to stare at you intently, a small pout on his rosy lips.

“It wouldn’t have happened if a certain someone didn’t kick me around last night” You blush a little at his remark and cover your mouth to muffle a giggle. You know you have some bad sleeping habits and the presence of a young man in your bed certainly didn’t help to keep you calm. “Sorry” you say chuckling and reaching out to comb his messy hair with your hand. He smiles delighted and leans into your touch closing his eyes.

“You are forgiven”  A low purr leaves his throat and it makes you blush uncontrollably. –Woah I guess he is till somehow a dog… Assdfhkashd he is so cute-  you find yourself fangirling over the boy for the umpteenth time and immediately clear your throat and  drop your hand.

“ok ok you can’t just worthlessly stay here all day! I don’t have class today… we should go out!” you propose.

“Let’s do that!” he says all excited, smiling widely, and you ask yourself if you are going to survive at this overwhelming feelings that keeps growing insides you.

“WAW I love ice cream” Jungkook says looking at the giant ice cream you have just bought for him – after he insisted, whining like a little child- . The weather is really nice today, the sun is warm and the park is full of people enjoying some fresh air.

Sitting on the little veranda in front of the ice cream parlour you notice a recruitment notice. “You know they are looking for new staff here… maybe you should apply! It might be a good starting point, you know, to ‘adapt’ as you said” You immediately suggest. Jungkook looks around a little uncertain but in a flash his expression turns determined and he jumps on his feet.

“That’s not a bad idea at all! I’ll go for it!” and with that said he goes straight into the shop flaunting his most adorable bunny smile.

You chuckle at his usual excitement and watch him from afar. Two minutes later he is back with a huge grin on his face .

“She said I can come tomorrow to give it a try and then she will decide” He announces proudly. You stretch your head to look inside the shop when you notice two young girl giggling behind the counter, one of them bluntly staring toward Jungkook direction. You snort and show your best sarcastic smile. Of course they would be enchanted by his him. Handsome, cute and charming but shy enough to pass off as innocent –Wait what? Can you like stop thinking about him for five seconds for Christ sake?-

“Congratulation” you say nonetheless, because you can see how genuinely happy he is about it.

“I’m glad I’ll have something to do during the day! I feel lonely to stay at home without you all the time”

“Hey I’m a student you know? I’m busy” you argue trying to sound annoyed.

But nothing seems to affect Jungkook as he stares at you with his puppy eyes and as always catch you off guards with his words “It doesn’t matter. You are here now” he says the usual foolish grin on his lips. You blush a little at his comment and avoid his gaze biting down hard on your tongue –come on Y/N! he is just a tease why does he get you so bothered?!-

“Come on let’s go take a walk !” he exclaims out of nowhere –oh my god he never stops-

The park is one of your favourite place to relax and, when the weather is nice, to sit on a bench reading a book; you used to walk your little puppy here often. But now that he is human it feels totally of weird; not in a bad way, just different. Having a handsome guy walking beside you makes you feel nervous; you notice how all those girls  stares at him with flirty eyes and how even guys seem to check him out. On the other hand Jungkook doesn’t seem to notice. He is too occupied  looking around and making weird enthusiastic noises pointing at a tree, a butterfly a cute doge passing by and so on –Woah he really is a little kid after all- you mumble to yourself but can’t help giggling at his carefreness.

“Y/N-ah long time no see!” A male voice calls you from behind you. Turning around you see Jin, one of your sunbaenim at the University, walking towards you. Jin is a couple of years older then you and although you don’t hang out often you still consider him a good friend.

“Oppa! I’m so happy to see you”

With a huge smile on his face he hugs you tightly “I’ve missed you little one! I’ve barely seen you around!”

“Yeah I know… I have some project to finish and I actually spend most of my time in the library. I have turned into a complete nerd” you says giggling softly. Jin nods understandingly before turning his attention to the boy next to you.

“Uhm sorry, this is..?”

“Oh he is…”

“Jungkook! I’m Y/N guardian”

You slowly turn toward Jungkook, your eyes wide opened and your lips pressed in a thin line. Sorry what?

“O-oh… is that so? nice to meet you!” You notice Jin confused expression, his eyebrows knitted together,  but you are unable to react before he hurriedly speaks “Well, sorry but I’m in a hurry. I’ll text you and I’ll treat you something next time Y/N-ah, bye!” and with a wink he leaves.

“What. Was. THAT?” you say crossing your arms glaring at Jungkook

“What?” his innocent look sometimes just get on your nerves –the nerve of this boy!-

“Since when are you my ‘guardian’? What the hell does that even mean?!” you ask stomping your feet on the ground and pushing lightly against his chest

“Technically I still am your guard dog… I can’t bark at suspicious people in this form, but I’m taking my duties seriously!”He answer with a serious expression straightening his back confidently. You run a hand through your hair in utter disbelief  –Oh gosh what the hell is he talking about! this boy sure has an attitude!-

“Hey Private Ryan, I’m not a little child! Besides Jin oppa is my friend not some random psycho! Now he is going  to think I am weird!” the words slip out of your mouth more harsh then you intended them to be. Jungkook frowns staring at you intensely for a moment. Then without warning he forcefully grab your hand, intertwines his fingers with yours and starts walking forward.

“Yah what exactly do you think you are doing?!” your heart skips a beat and your cheeks turn as red as a tomato upon feeling the smooth skin of his hand engulfing yours.  

“You used to walk me around on a leash all the time, if we don’t do this I might get lost! Be responsible!” He says turning around just to send a mischievous smirk your way–innocent my ass!-

Jungkook keeps walking tugging you along gently. You glare at his back but you can’t restrain a smile. Even though this boy keeps putting you into such embarrassing and nerve-wracking situations  you can’t help feeling an unfamiliar warmth growing inside you. You have never felt so attached to someone  in such little time and it both scares you and excite you. All you know is that having Jungkook around makes you feel incredibly at ease and refreshed. He has turned your uneventful life into a emotionally wrecking rollercoaster and, honestly, you love it. You have no idea what is going to happen from now on, nor you want to know. What matters now is that you are here, walking together, side by side, holding onto his warm and comforting hand and enjoying every seconds of it.

A.N.So here I am! Thank you so much fo all the love on the first part. I just need more fluff in my life beause I am tired of suffering haha  so I hope you like this! As always comments are appreciated or just small talks -I am socially awkawrd but I am relaly sociable yeah I know it’s confusing- 

Anyway the real question here is… part 3 yay or nay? Let me know what you think and if you have any suggestion!

Originally posted by ew-jiminnie

sorry this is one of my favourite gif it just makes me smile so yeah  even tho it makes no sense to put it in here enjoy it bye


Melissa Auf Der Maur. She’s 22 and going through a little phase, being the cutest bass player in indie rock and knowing it. I loved watching all the boys throw themselves at her feet. Oh well. I always have the space for a charismatic brilliant bassist. Melissa arranged ‘Sugar Coma’, the best song we’ve ever, ever written in terms of tempo. Sometimes I feel guilty for loving Melissa’s talent so much; it doesn’t mean that I don’t miss Kristen (Pfaff).
—  Courtney Love Cobain, 1995.
Some people have bruises they don’t know about,
and the rain can still hurt windows as if glass
was cotton. Cotton pretending to be insides of a fist.
The sky crying newborn tears and a howl.
How a little thing can sound wolf even without teeth
and darling, this is how we are. Someone asks us
to spell love and we tell them it is a thousand bee stings
before the honey comes. How sugar can cut our fingers
gentle and war first before holding hands.
Some people have bruises and they forget
how much of their hurt becomes poem before blood.
So I start kissing your forehead. The Mars rover
is still exploring red scars and we think our moon
is jealous. This is our truth. We’re going to miss
everything beneath this sky, even cotton, even rock.
There’s a broken bridge in your hometown.
I want to see you as a child running there.
I want to catch you before you hit the ground.
—  Before The Honey Comes | Kharla M. Brillo

Happy Valentine’s Day from Ooo’s most popular royals! This is actually an old set taken in January, but I forgot to post. Hope we’ll be able to take new photos in March. We miss each other so much. Lots of Love to all of you. ❤ Me as Bonnie, my lovely wife @stripper-stalker as Marcy. 🎶

I was his cinnamon queen,
he would grasp for me
between his sheets,
he would forgive me 
between women, 
he would miss me, 
and he would eat me a culture,
with rose water and delights, 
for I’ve always loved 
too much sugar in my mouth. 

And he looks so divinely 
with teary eyes, 
his callow eyes, 
his brown eyes,
cinnamon, melting sugar.
I would die for his tears.
I would die for his hands. 

I loved his brains, 
I loved how he 
would make me cry
I love how it 
would break his heart 

Forgive me, 
for I love to suffer for
his eyes only.

—  Canela by Royla Asghar 

i already spent too much time giving gifts that i just decided to embrace the age difference ;; sugar daddy here i come

 originally got this game bc samallama‘s playthrough things looked fun

then i ended up in this gift giving hell that is the marriage system ;; 35 hours and still no marriage

i miss chrom’s auto marry ;;

anonymous asked:

I am all teary because mazume is so strong and I don't even read japanese ❤ I love Suzume! She is straightfordward with Mamura as the perfect heroine she is! I've miss her so much!! Btw Is the twitter kamesama with the countdown to the live action illustrations the same Kame as in Sensei's assistant?? Her art is sooo pretty I am speechless, that Yuyuka is perfect. I mean, of course someone should be great to work with Sensei because even her art from Sugars was perfect already!

I get overwhelmed how much I love mazume too! I can’t wait for you guys to read the oneshot, you’ll definitely love it if you’re a mazume fan! Yes Kamesama is her assistant (she even went to the filming with Yamamori). She’s good hey!

Shawn Mendes - There is no ring

Request: Can you do a shawn imagine where y/n (my name’s Natalie if you want to include that) and him are reuniting and they do the dirty but its like the ‘i missed you’ kind. lol that was so awkward to write


Sitting on my ass and just waiting patiently wasn’t really my thing, but for Shawn I had to try my best. I was like a little kid who ate so much sugar that she was almost bouncing on the walls. I couldn’t wait to finally see him after three entire months.

His tour was finally over, thank God, and was heading home, he could be there in any minute and I was ready to throw myself on him and drown him with my love.

I heard a car turning to our driveway and without checking if it really was Shawn I jumped to my feet, ran outside and threw myself on the guy who just got out of the car. Luckily, it was my boyfriend. It would have been awkward if I did this to someone else.

“You are here!” I screamed hugging his neck with my arms and his waist with my legs. I inhaled his sweet scent I missed so much and enjoyed the feeling of his body against mine. In the last three months the only interaction we had was through Skype, Facetime or on the phone making me ache for his touch.

“Hey baby girl,” he chuckled holding me tight so I didn’t fall. I didn’t even care that his bodyguards were unloading his stuff, I just wanted to stay like this forever and never let him go.

“Don’t ever leave me for this long,” I mumbled into his neck trying to fight back the tears that were about to run down on my face in any minute.

“I won’t baby, I won’t,” he whispered kissing my shoulder. “Come on, let’s go inside.”

He put me down and we walked into the house hand in hand. The guys finished unloading the car and after saying goodbye to Shawn they were gone leaving us alone. I couldn’t get my eyes off him and I didn’t want to let go of him. It had been so long since I last seen him that I was afraid if I turn away for a moment he would be gone again.

He looked into my eyes smiling at me like I was the best thing in his life and pulling me closer he put his arms around me. I could finally feel safe again.

“I missed you so much,” he said taking a look at every inch of my face while his hands were running up and down on my back.

“It would be so much easier if you were a shop assistant in the grocery store down the street,” I sighed running my fingers through his silky hair. He let out a small chuckle and instead of replying something he just pulled me into a sweet welcome home kiss.

I didn’t kiss him right away for a reason. I knew we wouldn’t be able to stop, but now that we were alone nothing was standing between us.

He picked me up and walked into our bedroom that I was sleeping in by myself while he was gone. I usually slept with his clothes just to feel his scent, but having him in bed with me was way better than any of his T-shirts. He laid me down and got on top of me pressing his lips again to mine.

“I missed you so much baby girl,” he mumbled as he tugged at the hem of my shirt. I quickly got rid of it throwing it across the room. “I love you,” he breathed out as he started to kiss all the way down on my neck to my chest. I pulled up his shirt taking it off him. I glued my hands to his body, his skin felt so perfect, and God, he was even more muscular then when he left. If it was possible.

“I love you too,” I whispered as I felt his fingers fumble with the button of my jeans. It didn’t take more than five minutes to get rid of all of our clothes.

As much as I was impatient about his return, sex was slow, and very patient. We took our time and just enjoyed that we were finally able to connect physically. The words “I missed you” and “I love you” were said about a thousand times while we made love.

I felt happier than ever in my life. Spending this much time away from my love made me realize how lucky I was to even have him in my life. I had to appreciate the things I had and I was thankful for Shawn. We had been together for almost three years and our relationship went through a lot, but we remained close, because we knew it was something worth the fight. We needed each other more than anything and couldn’t let go of each other. It didn’t matter that we were on the two sides of the world, or we were having a fight, because at the end of the day we both knew that we belonged together.

“I was thinking a lot about you on tour,” he quietly said when we were lying in bed, my head was on his chest and I was listening to his heart beating.

“Dirty, we could have had more phone sex,” I mumbled grinning to myself thinking about the times when we did it.

“No, not like that,” he chuckled. “Okay, I thought about you like that too, but I’m not talking about that right now.”

I looked up at him brushing my fingers across his face.

“Then how?”

Taking a deep breath he thought for a minute, before speaking up.

“Well, we had been together for almost three years and I’m twenty-three, you are twenty-two, we are already living together and… I was thinking that it would be amazing to come home to… to my wife at the end of the day.”

I raised my eyebrows sitting up so I could see his face better.

“Is this what I think it is?” I asked quietly. He pushed himself up to a sitting position and smiled at me softly.

“You should know it better that I wouldn’t drop it this easily, so no. There is no ring. Yet. But I thought that talking about it before doing it would be great. I want to know how you feel about it.”

I tugged my hair behind my ear putting my hand on his thigh thinking about it. I would be lying if I said that I didn’t think about it lately. I had a lot of time for myself while he was away, I couldn’t help but have deep conversations with myself every once in a while.

“I think it’s a great idea,” I smiled at him shyly.

“Really?” he asked as his face brightened up.

“Yeah, I mean, I don’t think I would get rid of you anytime soon, so let’s just do it,” I shrugged pretending to not care, making him laugh.

“Oh, okay. So it’s just whatever for you?”

“Eh,” I shrugged again. He leaned closer, our lips were almost touching and I was waiting for him to kiss me, but then he leaned back.

I opened my eyes and saw him grinning at me. At first, I was confused, but then I saw the little, velvety box in his hands and my eyes went wide.

“Is it still whatever?” he asked popping the lid of the box, revealing the most beautiful ring I had ever seen. I felt the tears form in the corner of my eyes and I covered my mouth staring at him. “Y/N, will you marry me, and be my wife for the rest of my life?” he asked and I couldn’t respond fast enough.

“Yes! Oh my God, yes!” I screamed completely out of my mind throwing myself on him. When I was finally able to not scream he put the ring on my finger and I couldn’t believe this just happened.

“You ass, you made me think this wouldn’t be the moment, but then you drop it like a bomb!” I told him smacking him in the shoulder, but he just laughed at me.

“Sorry baby, I had to trick you.”