i want to be fed cake

[ROA]

Hi there! You’re about to witness a whole lot of word dump up ahead so fasten your seat belt, hold on tight, enjoy the ride!

Note: This is an extremely long post 

101 reasons why Jikook/Kookmin is my ultimate OTP
or 101 times Jikook made my heart flutter

1) When Jungkook tries to find reasonable excuses to hold Jimin’s hands (in which he usually succeeds). Example: A decent round of arm wrestling or a hand massage.

2) It’s nice to know Jungkook isn’t the only one who enjoys the occasion; Jimin does too, even comes up with the most absurd idea (like who arm wrestles while sitting 5ft apart? and knowing he will definitely lose?) urm 128 rounds, 128 losses…

3) The way Jimin ruffles Jungkook’s hair, as if to say “You did well, baby. I’m proud of you” or the way Jungkook leans into Jimin’s touch when he pats his hair.

4) When Jimin asked for kisses from Jungkook, but he panicked and jokingly pushed Jimin away, all the while grinning like the shy boy he used to be.

5) The moment Jimin asked for a peck on the cheek on Jungkook’s birthday but Jungkook just smiled at the camera.

6) When Jungkook softly answered “no” when asked by Jimin if he likes his hyung that much. He just couldn’t resist teasing hyung because of how adorable he would look afterward.

(Time frame: 3:45-4:10)

7) The numerous times Jungkook would wait for Jimin even though he keeps on complaining about Jimin’s sloth-like pace.

8) When they strut around the airport or basically anywhere, side by side. Even when others are way ahead they would take their own sweet time.

Backstage…

After fansign…

and of course, at the airport….

9) Jungkook probably feels that it’s a part of his responsibility to make Jimin happy, so more often than not he would try to joke around and comfort the older, even if it means turning himself into a dork.

10) The glistening look in Jungkook’s eyes whenever Jimin talks in interviews. 

11) When Jungkook made Jimin wear a tiara at a fansign and called him princess.

12) The uniformity of Jimin’s Twitter hashtags when Jungkook is there with him. It’s always #JIMIN and #꾹, making it easier for trash like me to find what I’m looking for haha.

13) Jimin and Jungkook being domestic and sharing soggy cereal in one bowl, using one spoon. Also the many times they share drinks and food.

14) “I will sleep here with Jimin” while pointing at the top bunk of the caravan in Bon Voyage , which, for me, strengthens the possibility of them sleeping together in the dorm. Reminds me of this too: “Everyone, Jungkookie cuddles me to sleep”.

15) When Jungkook suddenly stepped in front of Jimin while he’s talking to apply lip balm on his lips. The hyungs’ reactions were gold. They were stuck to one another like glue the whole broadcast and It hit me hard.

16) The times Jimin said “I Love You” to the camera and Jungkook stared at him like he’s the one being confessed. 👣

17) Jungkook knows his limit when he makes fun of Jimin, always being there for his hyung when insecurity gets the better part of him and I think that’s very, very beautiful. 👣

18) It’s OBLIGATORY for me to include We Don’t Talk Anymore cover by JM and JK here. No explanation needed because I’m sure you feel the same way as I do.

19) When Jungkook waited for Jimin to complete the formation during his part in The Rise of Bangtan in Nanjing, then turned to Jimin and serenaded him.

Serenades Jimin…

Turns to fans…

20) Jungkook knows Jimin, remembers every single thing Jimin does better than the man himself. He’s quick to answer things pertaining to Jimin.

21) When Jimin fell down at Taipei airport, Jungkook wasn’t there because he was filming Flower Crew. He joined them a little while later for their Epilogue On Stage. However, on their way back to Korea, Jungkook made sure to stick close to Jimin and walked by his side until they checked in. The fact that Jungkook was there with him made me cry a little./okay lie/

22) When Jimin took a blanket and a soft, fluffy pillow and tucked Jungkook in, and made sure he’s comfortable enough. Also the fact that Jungkook didn’t even bother waking up and sleeping in the room.

23) The amount of times Jungkook and Jimin hang around with each other, usually accompanied by another member.

  • A date
  • Big Bang Concert with Hoseok
  • At the waterpark with Jin

  • Eating Ramen at Hangang with Namjoon

24) “오~갖고 싶다” (Oh, I want you) That iconic moment in Now3 need I say more.

25) When Jimin hung around behind the camera while Jungkook was getting interviewed. 👣

26) When Jungkook squished behind Jimin when Jimin got his photo taken even though he could’ve gone away and NOT be in the camera.(Fancafe content)

27) When Jimin picked up a slice of cake and fed Jungkook in Bon voyage.

28) Jungkook’s way of carrying Jimin up bridal-style during Limbo game still has me feeling some kind of way, and I will not get tired of seeing it, not anytime soon i bet. (Every time it appears on my feed I’ll stare at it for hours)

29) How Jungkook’s ears perk up whenever Jimin says something. He’s extra attentive when it comes to Jimin. I don’t know if Jimin’s melodic voice gets him or what, cause if it is, boy I feel you. Example: Run! BTS in the US, when Jimin screamed “엄마ㅏㅏㅏㅏㅏ~~~~” (mommy~~) because he’s scared of the roller coaster and Jungkook was like “왜?” (why?)

30) When Jimin laughs an octave higher whenever Jungkook does something funny.

31) The way Jimin sat on Jungkook’s lap and how tight Jungkook pressed him against his chest in Summer Package Dubai.

32) Jungkook didn’t bother about the fans’ parents who sat across him because he needed to make his hyung look good and that was all that mattered.

33) After Jungkook hurt his back at Mama, Jimin took care of him at the airport, gently keeping his hand on Jungkook’s back the whole time they were walking.

34) The fact that Jungkook and Jimin monitor each others’ scenes when they’re filming, waiting around and constantly giving support.

35) When Jungkook and Jimin held hands on stage.

36) The No More Dream lift that has changed over the last couple of years.

37) That moment Jimin made siren sound when Hoseok told everyone that his sister liked Jungkook. I find it cute. (Sukira)

38) When Jimin and Jungkook being lovey-dovey at Manila Airport. 👣

39) Jungkook and Jimin still had their own photoshoot even though they’re both paired up with someone else. Also the iconic “Jeomsoon-ah, please be my baby’s mom” by Park Jimin.

40) Jungkook randomly barging in and interrupting Jimin’s vlive and just….the immense amount of flirting and eye-fucking throughout the whole video…caught me off guard. 👣

41) No matter how many times Jungkook messed around with him, Jimin didn’t have the heart to say stop. He couldn’t say no to Jungkook; that’s how soft he is for the maknae. But yea, speaking quite frankly, Jungkook didn’t even try. There are million other ways to piss someone off but what he did? nope, that’s not how you do it,boy haha. (Run BTS spy episode)

42) And it took 0.000001 sec for Jimin to say thank you to Jungkook. Although Jungkook kept telling him he’s handsome, something he rarely does, Jimin still couldn’t catch on;Still became flustered and shy afterward. It made me asdfjkl. (Undercover mission in Japan)

43) I love Jungkook’s determination. Jk’s inner monologue: I have to make Jimin hyung wear this goddamn headband *gets on his back and forces him to wear it*

44) When Jungkook pinched Jimin’s nipple the instant Jimin went in for a hug lol. (Fancafe content)

45) Jungkook and Jimin have no chills when they’re seated together at fansigning events. They pay attention to each other more than they do to their fans. (don’t get me wrong they still love their fans)

46) When Jimin pretended to be mad at Jungkook for not sitting beside him at a fansign, and how Jungkook played along,claiming his current seat was his original seat when it’s not lol.

47) When Jungkook snatched the snack from Hoseok’s hand for himself, but stopped and gave it to Jimin instead when Jimin asked to be fed.

48) The various times Jimin snakes his slightly smaller hands around Jungkook’s waist and shoulder, and sometimes when it seems that Jimin has difficulty standing after putting his hand on Jungkook’s arm, Jungkook would bend to better accommodate him.

look at him tiptoeing…

49) When Jimin back-hugged Jungkook (and kissed his shoulder from what i saw).

50) The cutest nicknames they gave for one another. 👣

Ooops…

Okay pause. I’m afraid I’ll have to break it down into two parts, as seeing how freaking long this has gotten ahaha. Part 2 will be posted really really soon~~~

anonymous asked:

im a noob but what's the cake scene everyone keeps talking about?

it was this part of fanfiction live in tatinof that dan and phil performed ONLY ONCE. for some reason, they never did it again after that one show. it was VERY fanfiction-esque and really shows how comfortable they’ve become with all the shipping. here’s a breakdown.

-dan and phil are, for some reason, wearing pirate hats. 
-they’re on a blanket, and there’s a narrator reading the phanfiction they built into the script
-phil feeds dan a piece of cake, then another.
-dan is very reluctant to give in to the romantic feeding, but eventually does. 
-much to dan’s dismay, phil then brushes a crumb from his cheek.
-phil attempts to feed dan another piece of cake, and he goes to eat it, but then fights himself to pull back and end the scene.
-”phil bent over and sensually fed dan a slice of cake”
-”open wide for captain lester!”
-”phil lovingly brushed a stray crumb”
-”another mouthful for philly!”

these are things dan and phil wrote into their show, which hits really hard to me tbh. if you want to watch the cake scene, it is on youtube. the video was taken illegally, which kinda bothers me tbh since they said not to record things during the show, but i watched it during my super demon phase and then again tonight since there’s no going back i guess. if you really wanna find it, you can. but i’m not going to make it easy for you. anyway, that’s the cake scene. have fun with that. 

smartashes  asked:

36 or 16?

por qué no ambos?

#36: “I hate you”

#16: “Just shut up and kiss me”

You really don’t see why you and Bucky had to be assigned as a couple on this undercover mission. Natasha got to go shopping, while you and Bucky were stuck sitting outside a cafe waiting for your mark to show up. It sucks. You’d rather be kicking ass than holding hands.

What makes it even worse is that Bucky seems to be enjoying every second of your frustration. He will not stop smirking every time you sigh or roll your eyes or try to kick his ankle under the table, like this is all a really fun game to him. He’s holding your hand on top of the table, stroking his thumb across the back of yours and laughing when you try to squirm away from him. He’s a menace, and if he doesn’t watch it you’re going to kill him before this mission is even halfway done.

“Target has entered the mall,” Sam says through comms. “Heading your way, Natasha.”

You groan. Who knows how long you and Bucky will have to sit here with this charade until your target shows up. You’re supposed to be gathering intel - sometime today he’ll be meeting someone at this cafe, and you and Bucky are going to figure out why and what they’re meeting about. Until then, it’s happy couples, and it’s driving you mad.

“Y’know, we’d be a lot more convincing if you stopped glaring at me every five minutes,” Bucky says, grinning as you once again glance over to glare at him. You try to tug your hand away but he just holds on tighter, body shaking with the effort of containing his laughter.

“We’d be a lot more convincing if I actually liked you,” you snap. Bucky does laugh then, big and booming straight from his chest, his entire face lighting up. You stare at him, speechless for a second, before shaking yourself out of it. This mission is really getting to you.

“What can I get for you today?” a waitress asks as she comes up to your table. You look down to glare at the table, knowing if you tried to speak or make eye-contact you’d probably give away your cover in ten seconds flat. It’s impossible to contain your irritation when you’re around Bucky Barnes, even if it is for a mission.

“We’ll just get some coffees, please,” Bucky says, his grin practically audible. “Oh, and maybe one of those cake things you have on display.”

“Which one?” the waitress asks, “We’ve got-“

“Surprise me,” Bucky says. You resist the urge to gag.

When the waitress walks away with a giggle, you whip your head up to glare daggers at Bucky. He looks back at you with a smug grin on his face, eyes practically sparkling with how much fun he’s having pissing you off.

“Mind not flirting with anything that moves for five minutes while we’re under cover? I thought you wanted to be convincing,” you whisper-yell, digging your fingernails into the back of his hand to let him know you aren’t fucking around.

To your chagrin, Bucky grins wider and raises his eyebrows. “What, are you jealous?”

“For fucks sake,” you mutter, shifting away from him so you no longer have to look at his smug, stupid face anymore.

You scan the street while Bucky plays with your fingers and you try your best not to break his hand. The waitress returns with your coffees and a slice of orange and poppyseed cake, which Bucky thanks her profusely for. You ignore him this time, but that doesn’t roll well with Bucky at all.

He hooks his ankles around the legs of your chair and drags you towards him until you’re practically sat between his knees. You turn to give him a piece of your mind, mission cover be damned, but you find him simply smiling at you with the fork in his hand, a piece of cake stabbed on the end.

“You have got to be kidding,” you say, but Bucky just wiggles his eyebrows and moves the fork closer to your face.

“Open up, sweetheart,” he says. If looks could kill, he would be long dead.

“I hate you,” you say, but you open your mouth and allow Bucky to feed you the damn piece of cake. It tastes good, too, which is really just salt in the wound.

“Alright lovebirds, he’s heading your way,” Natasha says. “He bought a green sweater and put it on, to change his appearance I assume. I don’t think he knows we’re watching him, but he’s paranoid enough to think someone is.”

“Great, he’ll be looking for eavesdroppers,” you say. “He’ll never sit right next to us.”

“Public displays of affection make people very uncomfortable,” Bucky suddenly blurts. He blushes immediately afterwards while Natasha cackles into comms.

“He’s not wrong,” she says. You glare at Bucky for the both of them.

“No fucking way. You already force-fed me the goddamn cake, I am not letting you-“

“(Y/N), just think about it for a second,” Bucky says. “If we’re making people uncomfortable with PDA, no one will want to look at us. That means if he sits next to us, no one will be looking at him. We’ll do all the work for him, and he’ll never suspect us to be watching him when we’re otherwise occupied.”

“That’s the worst fucking logic I’ve ever heard in my life,” you say. Out of the corner of your eye you see the target approaching, wearing the green sweater Natasha warned you about and walking with an unidentified woman - whoever he’s meeting, you presume.

“It’s the best plan we’ve got,” Bucky says, grinning - he’s enjoying this way too much for your liking.

“It’s a stupid plan! It’s not going to work, we’ll probably just drive him away further and fuck up the whole entire mission-“

“(Y/N),” Bucky sighs, rolling his eyes. “Just shut up and kiss me.”

You stop talking, from pure, indignant rage, and Bucky takes advantage of that moment to cup your jaw and kiss you. He pulls you into him by the hand and you fall against his chest, your other hand coming up to brace yourself on his shoulder with a muffled yelp. Bucky bites your lip and grins way too smug. No way is he winning this one.

You grip his shirt and pull him closer, pressing your bodies together as much as you can in a public place. He grunts against your mouth as your lips slot together practically perfectly, dropping your hand to slide his arm around your waist and hold you against him. His mouth is so hot and soft it should be illegal, and despite the mission and the voice in your head yelling at you that you don’t even like him, you can’t stop yourself from humming contentedly when he slides his tongue into your mouth. It feels like molten heaven, and you’r melting piece by piece.

“Uh, guys. It worked, they’re sitting right next to you. You can stop now,” Clint says, watching the whole thing from his snipers perch. Right. The mission. Your fucking job - shit.

You pull away abruptly, gasping for breath but Bucky keeps you close with a hand on the small of your back. His lips are swollen and wet, impossible to look away from even as they curl into a sinful smirk. He slides his hand under the back of your shirt and strokes your skin, soft despite the callouses. Whatever you were going to yell at him about getting carried away gets lost in the gentle movement of his hand.

“Still think it was a stupid plan?” he whispers against your ear, so you mark doesn’t hear you from the next table over. They’re starting to discuss something in shady euphemisms that sounds a lot like a weapons deal to you, but you can barely focus.

You thunk your head against Bucky’s shoulder to catch you breath while he laughs, his chest rumbling against yours. You half-heartedly punch him on the shoulder and say, “I still hate you.”

“Of course you do, sweetheart,” Bucky says, but he doesn’t let go and neither do you.

RFA ; cutesy dates with Mc

yayayaya first post ☆=(ゝω・)/ going on pretty dates with pretty fictional people <3 these are pretty long coz i obviously have no idea what im doing :>


Yoosung 

  • You were cleaning up in your apartment when you get a text from Yoosung. 
  • Your phone ringtone scared the shit out of you
  • You thought someone was out to get you
  • You check the text, he was inviting you out to dinner since he aced his exam you helped him study for.
  • You get all excited, reply in an instant and get ready.
  • Another text came from him
  • Wear something fancy, we’ll eat somewhere expensive (:” 
  • wow ok
  • You search your closet for that really pretty cream cocktail dress you bought the other day, and start getting ready.
  • A knock on the door, right after you finish. It was your sweet boyfriend, wearing a black suit, which looked 100 on him.
  • You open the door and his eyes grow wide, his jaw drops. He had fallen in love with the most beautiful girl. He thought to himself Jesus, I am the luckiest man alive today. You smiled shyly, and he took you by the hand.
  • He opens the door for you, seeing you guys have arrived at this really fancy place. And you both order the same thing. You look around the area, but felt his eyes plant on you. You were basically melting from his stare. His eyes were sparkling. You look at him, and he looks away immediately, face flushing red.
  • He smiles at you. “I love you.” You tell him
  • His eyes grow big at your sudden statement. He looks down, quite embarrassed.
  • GOSH YOOSUNG YOURE A KITTEn
  • HOW
  • BLESSDT
  • Yoosung pays for the bill and you guys leave.
  • He parks the car and walks you to your door. You unlock the lock on the door and open the entrance to your apartment. You invite him to stay the night, but he says no. You make a grumpy face, and he makes that you’re so fucking cute smile. He promises he’ll drop by tomorrow as he kisses you, the kind of kiss that makes your heart tingle.

JAEHEE

  • she finally found time to spend with you, after week of leaving early and coming home late, you barely saw her anymore. You invite her out to watch a movie you’ve been wanting to see, but when you two get there, it’s sold out. 
  • You try to hide how much that made you sad.
  • But baby is a psychic.
  • Jaehee stops you, cups your cheeks and tells you “Hey, its okay. Why don’t we just get some cake at that cafe you love so much”, looking straight into your eyes, your heart melts.
  • She intertwines her hands with yours as you walk down the street to a small cafe around the corner
  • She looks perfect
  • She is perfect.
  • You couldn’t stop staring at her.
  • It was nice to see her in something else other than a suit
  • Like seeing her in her underwear
  • oops
  • i am a demon
  • She holds the door for you as you guys enter. Standing in front of the menu, she asks you what you want. But before you could answer, she stops you. “I know what you want”. woah ok ok
  • You look for a table, and seats.
  • She approaches the table with a tray. On the tray was a plate of your favorite cake, (*insert favorite cake), and an iced coffee.
  • You fed her spoons of your cake while you sneakily took sips from her coffee.
  • You had a gr8 day
  • You were happy. You saw that smile again.
  • You held her hand as you two made your way back home.

ZEN

  • You really missed spending time with Zen. He always came home either really late or really tired. You decide to surprise him. 
  • sooooo
  • You wait outside the studio for about 30 minutes. 
  • GOD IT WAS SO HOT OUTSIDE
  • LIKE JESUS WHy
  • You were melting waiting for him.
  • And finally, all his co-workers were out. But Zen was nowhere to be found.
  • You really wanted some ice cream.
  • After about 200 years
  • 20 mins
  • He finally walks out the doors.
  • His hair was ties up in a bun.
  • Sexy bun sexy zen
  • You smile and wave at him. His eyes grow big after seeing you. 
  • o.o
  • was i not supposed to be here? you thought to yourself.
  • “MC? What are you doing here?” He asked.
  • prolly not
  • “I wanted to surprise you!” You say, rather exhausted from the standing  in the heat part of your day. 
  • “Why didn’t you go inside? You could’ve gotten a heatstroke at this temperature.” He says, worried. 
  • You shake your head, telling him you’re fine.
  • He read your mind. 
  • “Ice cream?” He smiled, asking you.
  • TWAS LIKE HEAVEN CALLED ME OUT
  • FINALLy
  • THANK
  • You smile at him. And he already knows that smile
  • You intertwine your fingers with his as you walk to your favorite ice cream parlor.
  • You had (insert your fav ice cream flavor*). Zen stared at you. 
  • angel he said to himself.
  • your ice cream was melting send hELP

JUMIN

  • You arrange this super cute date to the aquarium but Jumin suddenly had an urgent meeting he needed to go to. 
  • Trust me he felt super bad that he had to cancel.
  • He wanted to make it up to you. He wanted to make time for you. He waited until you had absolutely nothing planned. 
  • “MC?”
  • “Yeah?”
  • “I need you to come with me.”
  • “Where?”
  • “Meeting up with a friend.”
  • “Okay. Specific attire?”
  • “No.”
  • “Aight.”
  • You put on your favorite clothes, paired with your favorite shoes. 
  • Jumin looked like he was in a hurry.
  • Probably was.
  • Driver Kim drops us off at a big dome.
  • Looks abandoned 
  • Shit.
  • Hope its not haunted.
  • You held his hand tight as you walk inside. 
  • It was a really pretty old observatory. The ceiling was a galaxy painted with glow in the dark paint. It was beautiful.
  • Jumin was beautiful
  • In the middle of the dome, was a table for two. 
  • You look back at him, he had that cheeky smile. 
  • “Jumin?” You call out his attention. 
  • “Yes, kitten?”
  • “Did you plan this all by yourself?”
  • “Of course. Why?”
  • “Just curious.” 
  • Both of you were just standing, his arms wrapped around you, your head buried in his chest. There wasn’t any music. Just you, humming to your favorite slow-dance song.
  • Jumin was looking down at you. 
  • It was perfect.
  • He proposes
  • just kidding
  • You two had dinner, then watched the stars for the rest of the night.

SEVEN

  • It was movie night at your place with the rest of the RFA, but Seven asked them all to bail tonight so it would be just the two of you.
  • They all bailed.
  • You had everything ready.
  • Popcorn
  • Chips
  • Dip
  • Soda
  • And wine and cheese for Jumin.
  • It was getting late and no one was arriving.
  • You felt your heart hanging on a thread. 
  • Until the doorbell rang. 
  • It was Seven. 
  • “Hey!” You open the door, inviting him inside.
  • “Hiya” He says, giving you an unexpected peck on the cheek, making you turn a little pink.
  • “Are the others coming?” You ask
  • “I think they’re all busy.” He says, shrugging his shoulders.
  • You didn’t really want to watch a movie without them
  • Which you admitted to Seven.
  • “What do you want to do then?” He asks.
  • “I don’t know.” You say with a grumpy face.
  • “Aww. Its okay” He lightly kisses you.
  • Then
  • His face fills with
  • A smirk of lust
  • A grin of idea
  • “Do you wanna.. Build a snowman? maybe head to the diner?”
  • You smile, and agree.
  • You two hopped into his car and he drove to this diner near the pier. 
  • You two bought milkshakes and french fries.
  • “MC. I’ve fallen inlove with the most amazing person in the world.” Seven says, proceeding to drink his milkshake.
  • “Who may that be?” You ask.
  • “You.” He says.
  • You were already expecting that. Yet you still fell for it, making your face heat up.
  • It was a great night. Milkshakes. Fries. Boyfriend. All you ever need in long nights. 
  • He eventually got really tired and crashed at your place, sleeping on your bed, arms around you, your head on his chest and well

yaayy how was it :> pls give feedback i am a noob :3 

also send in requests :3 luh u

James x Reader / Holiday

This is just an idea for a James series, tell me if ya’ll like it and I’ll try to move it forward. Also it isn’t edited very well because I wrote it on mobile so bear with me…


You had been crying when the owl arrived, gliding to your sill and sticking out it’s leg absurdly, waiting for you to remove the coiled piece of parchment coated on all sides by the easily recognizable script of Sirius Black.

Ignoring the sounds of your parents yelling in the back garden you clumsily wipe the streaks of salt that had been subsequently corroding your cheeks, fumbling with the letter until you’ve got it unrolled.

Hey arse cheek!

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OP 862 - Afterthought

With a lot of focus on Pudding’s breakdown (and whether or not fans think she’s “good” now), I wanted to step aside from that and bring attention to something else that was important in this chapter.  I don’t think I actually did at the time, but this is something that I’ve wanted to post about since ch 852:  Sanji’s kindness…

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#158 - For anonymous

Filling the prompt “something based off tyrants? Like the reader is this crazy social butterfly/ life of the party everyone loves her and she’s out having a good time all the time and Vans just so infatuated with her. In awe of how alive she is, you know?”


When you saw Van for the first time, he was upside down and flashing in and out of your field of sight. Well, technically, you were upside down. There was a school down the road from the bar, and your friends had jumped the fence and climbed into the yard. On one of the twirling tea cups, you hung backwards over the edge and watched the world spin faster and faster. Alternating between screaming and laughing, you watched in short bursts as Van and Bondy jumped the fence too. Bondy knew your friend Alyssa. They stood near the teacup, waiting for the carnage. 

Luckily, it never came. Instead, the teacup, pushed by another friend, slowed and you could climb down. Taking a few shaky steps, you tripped over your own feet and fell into Van’s arms. He steadied you, and his hands slipped down to your hips. You grinned at him, and he couldn’t help but do it back. 

“Hi,” you whispered, putting your hands on his shoulders. 

“Hey,” he replied. 

“You saved me,”

“Don’t think you would have died, love,” he said with a shrug. 

“Maybe not, but I might have been horribly disfigured, you know? Nobody would ever love me,”

“Sure your personality would more than make up for your tragic face.”

You laughed, liking that he played along with the game. Van and Bondy walked you all back to the bar and bought a round of drinks. You’d already consumed a lot of alcohol, and the round just fixed what the fresh air broke of your drunken state. Van quickly caught up. He was able to down beer faster than you, and when he carefully carried over shots of unidentifiable liquid, you fell just a little in love. You had to show him that, and dragging him outside with a couple of fingers hooked through a belt loop, he followed happily. 

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♡Daddy's Home♡

Originally posted by jypnior

Request: Can you make a jinyoung from got7 smut with him calling you baby girl [and a] daddy kink and him eating you out please?

ϟArtistϟ

Jinyoung (got7)

ϟGenreϟ

smut

ϟSummaryϟ

Jinyoung comes home from a long day of working and just wants to be fed. You made him a cake, but…that’s not really the taste he’s longing for….

ϟContainsϟ

Daddy kink; Jinyoung calling you baby girl; Jinyoung coming home from a stressful day at work; teasing (y/n receiving); oral (y/n receiving); like really…REALLY good oral; and some pretty fucking rough sex

A/N:Holy shit think you sooo much for requesting thisssss. I fucking LIVE for Daddy Jinyoung😍😍😍

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You sat in your bed reading a book and waiting for Jinyoung to get to home. So he can eat the cake you just made him, of course. Not so he could fuck you or anything like that.

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Ok this may be the cheesiest prompt ever but listen..

Sherlock is a wedding planner. He’s THE wedding planner. Everyone knows him, everyone wants him. He’s able to cater to even the most peculiar whims his clients may have. But he’s a nightmare to work with, of course. He can predict exactly how long a marriage’s gonna last and is extremely picky about the projects he takes on. 

So when unassuming, plain, “do we really have to? We don’t need a freaking fairy godmother following us around!” John Watson reluctantly limps his way in 221b, with his more than enthusiastic fiancé, “don’t be absurd, John, of course we do, since you clearly can’t distinguish lilac from purple!” Mary Morstan, it’s clear as day the ill-assorted couple is doomed from the beginning. But instead of dissmissing them on the spot, he promptly decides that the project is definitely worth working on… Pity that his number one rule is do not get involved with the groom! 

 But that’s alright because artiste extraordinaire “But what do you mean ‘any variety of Peruvian Lilies will do’? I don’t understand, they’re all thoroughly different from each other! ” and fed up army doctor “listen here cheekbones, I don’t give a monkey’s if she walks down the aisle with a bouquet of portoguese artichokes alright, I’m bloody knackered, I just want to.. is that double chocolate fudge cake?” drive each other completely up the wall.. right? :)

Friends (The Heirs! Youngdo) Pt16

Type: Angst Fluff

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11

Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15


Request:Part 16 for Friends about the parenting classes and a baby shower party and Youngdo’s dad shows up with a few presents


“So you made friends on your own?” Youngdo joked as you glared at him. “I did, her name is Soojin. She’s 7 months. I met her at that baby boutique ” you inform as he chuckles “she and her husband will be in our parenting class” you tell him as you folded a freshly washed onesie. It had a picture of ‘Aunt Bora and Uncle Chanyoung’ on it. “You know we have to have Youngsoo wear this?” you ask as he nods “only when they visit or you know sleepwear. When his little dinosaur pjs are in the wash” he smiles as you nod. “So there’s a woman at Zeus, she’s the one at the front desk-” “Kyeongsim” you tell him as he nods “Kyeongsim. She has a 4 month old daughter she’s willing to allow us watch for a night before you give birth as a test run” he told you “is this to fill the void your son left for you needs of a daughter” you joke as he sticks his tongue out at you. “What do you say after the babyshower. We test run for a night?” he asks as he places his hands on the now 6 month bump “oh you feel that Youngsoo thinks we should” he spoke feeling the small hand of his son press against his. You chuckle but nod he leans in and presses a kiss to your lips.

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Youngdo sat behind you as he rubbed your stomach calmly “hey” a voice called as a really large bellied pregnant woman was helped down “this is Jehoon” she says as the man smiled. “How many are you having?” Youngdo asked “3″ Jehoon answered “all girl” “you befriended them to tease me” Youngdo says as Soojin laughed “you wanted a daughter?” she asked him as Youngdo nodded “you guys are young, so you can always have more. We’re getting old so this is our only pregnancy” Soojin says as Youngdo smiles “you’re right” he says.

~

You and Youngdo listened carefully to what the teacher said about ways to help you relax, different labor position, the normal go through of birth. Youngdo was very much open and listening to everything that he was being told to help you. Breathing and ways to help you distract yourself to help you calm down through it all. He was all for learning how a newborn functions. It was to the point you felt like he should have a notebook in his hands and writing everything down for himself. Youngdo wanted to be a better dad than his own and be very active in his son’s life and you could see that in his eyes. 

After he had helped you up and you guys were getting ready to leave you cupped his face bringing him in for a kiss “you’re going to be such a good daddy” you coo to him lightly. “Thank you” he whispers “are you still craving potato chips?” he asks as you nodded. “Come to my babyshower” you stop Soojin grabbing her arm lightly “all depends on when it falls. I have to be put on bed rest soon enough” you were told as you nodded “you had yours last month. How did that go?” you asked her as you guys were heading to your cars. Youngdo and Jehoon shared looks and walked awkwardly behind you two. “We did, it was a lot of fun. I got to sit there and do nothing and Jehoon and guests took good care of me” she says as you smiled.

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“She went into labor” you told Youngdo as you ended the call with Jehoon “alright that’s good” he spoke as he finished hanging the final part that says ‘it’s a boy’ “this is so cute” he says looking at the little cupcakes and what not as he wrapped his arms around your large tummy. He bent down pressing a kiss onto your tummy “soon I will be holding you. I bet you’ll be a big boy like daddy” he coos as he heard the doorbell ring “that’s probably Bona and Chanyoung. They’re always here early” you spoke as he headed over to the door. 

As soon as the door opened you saw Bona dressed up in a safari outfits and then Chanyoung dressed just the same. “You guys dress up more than I do” you spoke “no offense but you can’t fit into shorts like this” Bona says as you shrug in agreement before you headed into the kitchen. Soon Chanyoung stepped in with you “are you sure you’re okay with this?” he asked as you as you gave him a look. “Of course I wouldn’t recommend it if I wasn’t okay with it” you tell him “but show me” you tell him as he smiles pulling out a box. “What are you guys talking about?” Bona’s voice filled the room as you ended up grabbing your heart “you’re going to send me into labor. Gosh” you say as she made a face “what were you talking about?” she asked “circumcision” you say as Chanyoung gave you a look as well as Bona “I wanted his opinion if it was worth it or not” you say shrugging. Bona slowly backed away from you two.

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You smiled at your father as he patted Youngdo’s shoulder telling him about his times that your mother went into labor. You heard the doorbell rang, confused you headed over to the door and opened it. “Mr. Choi and Mrs. Lee” you say shocked as you took in Youngdo’s father and Rachel’s mother. “Ah look at you, you’re getting very large” Esther spoke as she held up the gifts the pair brought before you let them in. Youngdo looked confused as he saw his father looking around at all the stuff you two had done for this. 

“A boy” he spoke as you nodded “yes sir. Choi Youngsoo” you say to him as he nodded. “Dad what are you doing here?” Youngdo asked. “Rachel spoke of it when she came over for dinner the other week so we decided to come” he says “okay” Youngdo spoke “then please go join the others, maybe meet your in-laws” Youngdo recommended “who’s children?” he asked. Youngdo sighed knowing his father hasn’t really listened to him very well “those are my brother-in-laws” Youngdo clarifies. “Go talk to them, they’re interesting boys” Youngdo tell him. 

Moments after his father left him to socialize with yours you two shared a look “I’m sorry about him” he whispers “oh well. He’s family now” you tell him as you cuddled into him “I would give you a massage if I could reach you better” you say as he smirks. “Thank you” he whispered. 

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“Aw” you coo hold the plush bunny close “that was Youngdo’s” his father spoke as Youngdo looked at him “it’s so cute” you say as you sat it on your lap. Youngdo picked up another bag “I always worry when you give me gifts Myungsoo” you say as he smiles. You pulled out a cute little baby robe “sharks are cool. If they had a bigger one I would have got it for myself” he told as you smiled. You were getting ready to take the next that was from Hyoshin “that’s too heavy” he says as Youngdo held it on his lap. He ripped open the paper “is this the automatic rocker?” he asked as Hyoshin nodded “I remember you saying your couldn’t find another one for in your room so I ordered one” he spoke as Youngdo smiled “thanks man” he spoke. “You’ll have to open our’s as well” your mother said as she gestured to the large box your father brought in “I picked the color” Yangho says as he patted the box. Youngdo smiled as opened it. “A highchair” he said happily as he looked at the picture on the box. “It’s so cute. You can actually lay the seat back and Youngsoo can be at the table with you guys even as a newborn” your father explained as Youngdo “you can also get different color seat thingys. I think the red is the coolest” Daeho told him as Youngdo messed up his hair. 

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“Do it” you whispered to Chanyoung “I’ll do it when I take her home” he says. “You sure? Are you too chicken?” you tease him as he shrugs. “Maybe I’m not ready” he says as he hands you a drink. “What are you guys talking about?” Tan spoke as you shoved him “you don’t need to know until you do it yourself” you tell him. “I have no idea what you’re talking about” he says as you and Chanyoung give him a smile. “Why can’t I know” “because I don’t want to tell you” you spoke as he made a sound. “Evil” he told you playfully as he gave smile heading back to Eunsang. “Y/N!” Bona calls “Myungsoo and I are having an argument about something” she spoke as Youngdo sat you down carefully. “About?” you asked “who’s the god parents?” Myungsoo asks. “Ah” you say. “No one. You can fight when we’re dead” Youngdo spoke as he fed you some cake. “You’re not going to decide?” Eunsang asks “if anything happens to us. Our son will go to Y/N’s parents” he continued as he took another bite. Your parents smiled at one another happily. “Is it weird to think your son is 5 years older than your grandson?” Hyoshin asks your mother. “Weird to think my eldest son hasn’t gotten married yet and his little sister has a baby on the way. Oh my we’re getting old” you mother spoke dramatically. “You look great” Myungsoo says giving them a thumbs up.

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Youngdo’s father was the last one to go. Youngdo was ready to close the door as his father stopped. “You’re going to be a good father” he told his son. “I will try to be” he spoke. “Your wife is a good woman. Just remember what I told you” his father spoke as Youngdo gave a light smile “I would never do that to her” he promised as he and his father exchanged looks and he left. Youngdo closed the door as he turned to see you fast asleep on the couch as he smiled. Youngdo began picking up toys that were laying around as the boys were the only ones who didn’t offer to clean up. “This will be my life” he says to himself as he continued cleaning. “It won’t be bad until there’s more kids right? My son won’t destroy my house?” he continues his rambles as he heads off the office/playroom to put the toys away.

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Harry Styles - 1565 words (Requested by anon)
Harry’s girlfriend is pregnant and he gets a little.. overprotective.

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A groan leaves my lips as I try to get up from the sofa without falling back over like an egg. My eight month belly was getting protruding and very difficult to work around with, making anything hard to do right now. I know the doctor recommended bedrest and all but I hated being bedridden twenty four seven, but with Harry breathing down my neck it was all I could do lately.

I wobble when I finally stand to my feet, my hands resting on my back as I sigh out. That had cost me almost all the energy I had pent up for today. My feet drag me towards the kitchen, I wanted to make some cookies or a cake seeing as the boys would be coming over to celebrate the release of their new album and it immediately shooting to number one. I know Harry said I couldn’t but right now I couldn’t care less about what my oh so loving boyfriend demands of me, I want to walk around and do stuff so I am gonna walk around and do stuff.

“What are you doing?” I stop midway as I wobble and turn towards Harry, who is standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame, a frown etched onto his features. “What does it look like? I am walking towards the kitchen to prepare a chocolate cake or something. Now leave me alone.” I know my hormones are making me a total bitch towards Harry, who means nothing but well for me, but I can’t stand him breathing down my neck anymore. I can feel the baby kicking and wanting to be active as much as his mum wants to. Yes, we were having a boy. Although no one knew yet. Not even Harry.

“The doctor told you to stay in bed, I already compensated by letting you rest on the sofa.” I roll my eyes as I step into the kitchen, already gathering the supplies for my cake. I hear his loud footsteps behind me, stopping abruptly as he sees what I am trying to do. “At least let me help you, stubborn woman.” I chuckle as I hand him the bowl I was holding, along with a whisk and the bag of flour.
“Why can’t you listen to me for once in your life?” Harry sighs out as he drops all the utilities onto the table, his hand running through his hair to pull at the roots in frustration.

“Why should I? I know what I can and cannot do Harry.” I send him a glare from across the room before throwing a package of butter his way, almost hitting him square in the face. Harry huffs again but I ignore him and lastly throw the chocolate onto the pile of supplies I’d be needing. I am already feeling sore in my back from the weight but I am not admitting defeat towards Harry, simply pulling the bowl towards my side of the table, whisk already in hand.

“At least sit down for Christ sake!” Harry groans again and this time I comply, just so he would shut his overprotective hole for a minute. I grumble while trying to fit onto the small wooden chair and huff as I feel my bum come into contact with it roughly, my belly extremely in the way of me doing anything that requires my arms.. So basically the whole cake.

“Happy now?” I bite back as I try to reach the butter which Harry simply pushes towards me with the tiniest of chuckles leaving his lips. This is the first time I actually give him a good look, his hair in a tight bun but full of grease from his work out this morning, his upper body still not clothed.
“How are you not in the shower yet? Your friends are here in a little over an hour! Go!” I gasp as I wave my hands towards his face in a ‘go away’ motion, only causing another chuckle to leave his plump lips. He gives me the ‘aye aye captain’ gesture and turns around to walk away but I stop him with a shriek again. “I want a kiss!” I smile sheepishly as I shrug my shoulders at the same time, knowing I am being a bit unruly and stubborn right now but I seriously couldn’t help it.

Harry rolls his eyes before coming back and pressing his lips shortly, but sweetly to mine. “So demanding you are.” I kisses my forehead again before jogging off towards the shower, which I hear running only a few minutes later.

Within the time Harry has been showering, the cake batter was finished and in the oven, rising evenly. I had made my way back to the sofa, energy drained from making that stupid thing, barely keeping my eyes open. “Love, where are you?” I hear Harry’s voice echo through the space and I merely lift my arm to sway it around, letting him notice my whereabouts.

“No cake?” He questions as his fingers start kneading my shoulders, a satisfied groan leaving my lips at what wonders his hands can do to my sore body. “‘Mm, ’s in the oven.” I mumble in return, repositioning myself so he could have more access to my sore shoulders. “You’re tired, aren’t you?” Harry sounds worried, my absence of answer only sparking his worry more. “Do you want me to cancel the plans?”

I shake my head no as I lazily reopen my eyes to meet his gaze, granting him a small smile as I squeeze one of his hands. “No, of course not. ’M getting lazy with all this laying around.” Harry chuckles, squeezing my shoulders once more. “Rest for a bit, I’ll get the cake out of the oven.”

I think I have dozed off, only to be awoken by the doorbell ringing. I groan before pushing my tired body back up, wobbling to the door to greet our guests. “Hi boys.” I beam, stepping aside to let them enter. Liam walks in, pressing a kiss to my cheek as Louis follows, bantering with Niall about god knows what, but stopping briefly to kiss me and rub my growing belly briefly. “Hi little girl, how are you?” Louis coos and I chuckle, a hand resting on the size, slowly rubbing from side to side.

“I told you already Lou man, it’s a boy not a girl. Hi little man, and beautiful mum of course.” Niall looks up and winks, a giggle leaving my lips as I close the door. “Harry babe the boys are here!” I yell into the vacant hallway, a thud followed by a groan echoing through the hall. “Hi lads, why didn’t you call? I would’ve opened up go sit down love.” Harry tries to push me back towards the sofa which I’m sure already has a dent from my big ass.

“Would you stop? I want to sit with you guys I rarely see anyone now that you’ve got me on lockdown.” I cross my arms over my chest defensively, standing my ground as Harry groans loudly in protest as his hands rub over his face. “Let the lass join if she wants to Haz, she’s old enough don’t you think?” Louis chuckles as he pats the seat besides him.

“Thank you Louis!” I sigh out, hands raising before they slap against my sides and I briskly walk over to sit down before my back gives out. “Besides I want to be with the little light in my life.” Louis coos as he lays a hand on my belly, I smile brightly at his kind words. “If I knew you’d be such a sap is chosen Niall as the godfather.” Harry mutters under his breath, causing Niall to fist bump the air.

“Will you get the cake for me please?” I bat my eyelashes towards Harry who groans but leaves for the kitchen none the less, probably fed up that he can’t get me to listen to him. “He means well you know.” Liam states and I nod my head, I know he does.. I just wish he would be less careful sometimes, I miss my playful Harry.

“Thank you for the amazing cake y/n, you have to give me the recipe sometime.” Niall compliments as he hugs me one last time, disappearing through the door as Harry walks out behind them to wave them off. When I know I am alone I groan loudly, dragging myself towards the very inviting looking sofa. “Fuck I think I am dying.” I mumble as I let my bum fall down before falling sideways and curling up in a fetal position. I hear the door open again, indicating Harry has returned but I can’t seem to wipe the grimace off of my face.

“Are you okay?” Harry walks closer to me before dropping on his knees, his fingers threading through my unruly locks. “My back hurts. My feet hurt. Everything hurts.” I groan loudly and I know the ‘I told you so’ is on the tip of Harry’s tongue, but he decides to drop it. “I’ll run you a bath and then we’ll cuddle a bit in bed, yeah? Massage that sore back of yours.”

I lean forward to press my lips against his, pulling away with a loud smack. “You are the best boyfriend ever.”

I hope you enjoyed,

with lots of love,

L. xox

anonymous asked:

dnp were really shoked at first, they wwre like "Wait???? is this happening???? this is the first time???" and then the had to sit on a picnicblanket together and p fed d cake, but d was like "nah, m8" but p did it anyway, and d got cake in his face

that is ,,,, so pure,,,, so beautiful,,,, i want to frame it

I found an audio file of tonight’s cake scene at the TATINOF Stockholm show. Here is the transcript.

(it was kinda hard to hear through the screaming but this is everything that I could hear. I hope this will satiate people’s curiosity until a video is uploaded)

Dan and Phil sat on their picnic blanket and started eating their well-deserved cake.

Phil: Yarrr you deserve a rest First Mate Danny, let me help you out.

Dan: What do you mean ‘let me help you out?’

Phil went over and sensually fed Dan a Slice of cake.

Dan: No, no, no.

Phil: It’s in the script, Dan.

Dan: OK, sure whatever.

Phil: That’s right. Open wide for Captain Lester.

Dan: I am extremely uncomfortable right now.

Phil fed Dan another slice of cake

Phil: Here comes the pirate ship!

Dan: No no no* laughing and unable to speak because he is eating cake *

Phil lovingly brushed a stray crumb from Dans mouth.

Phil: Have another mouthful for Philly!

Dan: (inaudible) I cannot do this anymore. That went from 0 to 100 really quick, OK! I am not bothered to care about solving the mystery or whose behind this I just don’t want to do this anymore!

BittyParse Accidental Marriage

Someone had to make a ‘married in Las Vegas’ Au, so here it is:

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The Artist.

(warning: long story)

There’s this painting my wife loves, called “Death and Life”, by Klimt. I don’t know what she finds so fascinating about it. I made all the right noises when she showed me her beloved framed print when we were first dating, oohing and ahhing and making up some bullshit about warm and cold color schemes and the specific choice of angles and line. She was an artist, our first few dates involved long walks through museums, starting in Picasso’s blue period and ending in heavy petting and blue balls.

I took an art history course as an elective when I was finishing up my doctorate, I remembered enough of the lingo to charm my fantastically gorgeous future wife and lure her back to my stupidly filthy apartment. We’re talking me as the foul bachelor frog, sitting on a lillypad made of empty take out containers surrounded by pond of enough unwashed clothes to keep a laundromat in business for a cool 6 months.

I remember scrambling to find 2 of any sort of cup-like container for the bottle of wine we had brought back while she was in the bathroom. I rinsed out a couple of coffee mugs and ran into the bedroom to try to clean up the condom wrappers that had been sitting on my bedside table since 2003. On the bed, neatly laid out against the rest of the chaos, were my wife’s dress, bra and panties. She came out of the bathroom completely nude aside from a pair of high heels, took the wine from me and took a swig straight from the bottle. I fell totally, completely and irrevocably in love.

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Dance Teacher!Hoseok Part Two

So, I’m going to be combining two requests for this one, one of my friends requested I do something with hobi and children and basically hobi as a daycare worker and another person requested a dance teacher!Hobi part two so I decided to combine those two so without further ado, here is our angel, our hope, Jung Hoseok aka J Hope aka hobi aka he looked mighty fine in the dance practice today like 10/10 as usual like the dancing was great as it always is and everyone looked mmhmm that was some good shit

  • Original dance teacher!Hoseok here
  • So actually this is gonna be a bit of a continuation
  • Dance teacher!hobi was also featured in the wedding series, the proposal (here) the wedding (here) and then husband!hobi (here) as well
  • I’m gonna be building off of that but it isn’t required to read them, it should be easy enough to follow along without them but if you want the full in depth story, all the links are provided up there
  • He’s got three kids right, two boys and a girl as I mentioned in father!hobi (all of the father related posts are here)
  • His princess is the youngest and then it’s the two boys
  • Bby #2 is the only one to really get into dance but the others do enjoy it as well
  • Hobi would have a class for all of the lil kids
  • They all take their first lessons with hobi bc isn’t that an adorable picture just think about that for a second
  • Three mini hobis giggling at how dad gets all serious when he dances
  • Like since when is he serious, this is the same dude that bby#3 gets to dress up as a fairy with her
  • The first one to take his class is bby#1 but he’s more interested in clinging onto hobi than the dancing
  • Bby #1 doesn’t last too long in dance bc he’d much rather watch hobi dance than actually dance and he’s just there to chill with hobi bc he doesn’t like it when hobi leaves for work
  • Bby #2 actually takes it just as seriously as hobi does
  • They’ve all got the Jung dancing ability but bby #2 really strengthens it bc he wants to be just like dad
  • Hobi’s like his idol tbh
  • He likes to wear matching clothes and he had a phase when he was three where he’d just repeat anything and everything hobi said
  • It was really fucking precious and hobi just about cried at how cute his lil mini him was tbh
  • Bby #3 is more interested in playing with Jimin, who helps teach the class bc Jimin lets her climb all over him and gives her whatever she wants
  • She’s already ex tr emely spoiled by hobi but Jimin is just like the icing on the cake
  • Jimin’s more likely to secretly buy her ice cream after class even though hobi tries to get the kids to drink some of his smoothie or eat something healthy after they dance
  • “Okay but look she was being cute”
  • “Jimin you fed my kid an ice cream sundae and drank the smoothie I made for her so I wouldn’t know”
  • “She was being really really cute”
  • Hobi does go all teacher when it comes to bby #2 though
  • He’d never push the other kids to dance if they didn’t want to so when they don’t show much interest in it, he leaves them be
  • But bby #2 is all about it and actually wants to get better and work on it so hobi does exactly that with him
  • He points out his mistakes even though his dad instincts are just telling him to coo and applaud
  • But he knows his son wants to get better and that he’ll never do that if he lets those mistakes slip by
  • So he has to suck it up and point it out but also smothers his bby in love and attention immediately after the class to make sure he isn’t upset with him
  • You sit through a few classes with them bc bby #2 wants to show you how much he’s improved
  • You’ve got bby #1 in your lap, watching hobi with a sleepy lil smile bc he’s barely waking up from his nap
  • Bby #3 is being held by Jimin bc she likes the height advantage and also just likes listening to chim’s heartbeat pick up when he starts dancing and then slow back down once he’s done
  • Bby #2 is right behind hobi bc he makes sure to get that same spot every class so he can be close to dad
  • This one class he doesn’t get that spot and is a bit upset bc to him, this is like combining two of his loves, his father and dancing, and now one of those loves is halfway across the room
  • Hobi’s father instincts kick in so when they’re all doing the steps he’s taught them, he walks around the room and makes sure to stop by bby #2’s spot and give him a lil smile to show him that even though he’s not right next to hobi, he’s still got his attention
  • You watch over the class but of course your attention is on your bbys
  • Bby #3 likes to pat hobi’s head whenever he stands next to chim as a quiet way of saying hi
  • You, hobi and chim all smile whenever she does bc her lil hand can barely reach hobi’s shoulder so he has to lowkey bend down for her to do it
  • Bby #1 runs off with kook when he peeks into the room to tell hobi he’s here and is gonna start prepping the next class
  • Tbh the studio is kinda like the kids’ second home
  • As soon as they were able to, hobi was taking them there, just to chill out while he taught classes
  • They would sometimes tag along with chim or kook with whatever they’re doing but normally they stick pretty close to hobi
  • He lets them sit in the room for the older students’ classes
  • They just chill off in the corner with a lil juice box and either hobi, chim or kook’s phone in their hands and just “supervise”
  • They’re adored amongst the students bc they’re all friendly and cute and just overall lovely lil human beans

themanwhosurvived  asked:

Another one for you Maraas, I hope you're not getting fed up with me yet. I think I've heard somewhere that your favorite food was stew, but how about sweet things? What's your favorite dessert? Anything you like to treat yourself with that you maybe don't always easily get access to? Got a sweet tooth at all? (I told you I want to know everything, so unless you tell me to leave you alone, expect me back)

Maraas: Ha! You ask if I am fed up then talk about sweets. Way to get me in the mood, huh?

All right, let’s see… it’s true, I’m more of a stew man. Sweets and sugary things just don’t do much for me. They’re in and out of my system so fast I barely notice they were there. Closest thing I can say I like? Cake. A big ol’ slice of cake. I remember for my twentieth birthday the Valo-Kas got me a cake big enough to hide a person in it! Well, I mean, there was a person in it - heh, bonus - but the cake was damn good. A lot of it, too. I think I ate about six wedges.

Ah… yep. That was one hell of a party. Think the cake was chocolate and some kind of berry, but don’t quote me on that. I was pretty off my face and don’t really remember much detail.

Isaac Lahey Imagine - Bake Sale

A/n: So my friend asked me to do an imagine based on Isaac from the preference thing I posted yesterday and this is it. I hope you enjoy ^-^ 

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When you heard that the music program at one of the elementary schools in Beacon Hills was going to be scrapped because “unfortunately the school does not have the funds to replace damaged and unusable instruments,” you weren’t happy. You knew full well that that money was more likely going to be fed into the sports program and you couldn’t be any more disappointed. After writing a letter explaining the importance of the music program for the kids who excelled more creatively than academically or in sport, you got a response that definitely hinted at the fact that the author did not care. So you decided to take it into your own hands.

When you went to school the next day you asked the principal and Coach Finstock for permission to hold a bake sale at the next Lacrosse game. They both agreed once you’d promised them a brownie each. At lunch you recruited your friends to help bake some cakes and cookies and asked them if they could help man the stall. Immediately they all made up their excuses and you quickly realised that you’d have to do this on your own, some friends you had.

The day before the game you sprinted home after school to start baking the assorted cakes, cookies, brownies and other assorted baked goods to sell. With only one oven it took much longer than you thought it would and didn’t make it to bed until the early hours of the morning. But you’d done it; you’d managed to bake everything you planned. You groaned when your alarm demanded you wake up but dragged yourself out of bed anyway to make sure you had the all the posters, and of course the many tins and boxes of baked goods.

The school hallways were pretty much empty when you arrived, only a few teachers finishing some grading or making coffee before a busy and rowdy Friday. You made your way around the school, blu-tacking your handmade posters anywhere there was free space on the walls and silently hoped that this would work; you really wanted this to work. Finally you piled all the boxes in Coach Finstock’s office with a piece of paper with bright red sharpie declaring that ‘those who dare to touch will be fed to the dogs’.

-

It was even more successful than you had imagined. You only had two hands but you managed to sell all of your cakes to the crowd at the Lacrosse game. They disappeared before either team could even score.

After the game one of the players made their way over to you.

“They’re all gone? I was really looking forward to getting something, I could smell chocolate and vanilla from the far side of the field and believe me those guys are pretty fragrant!” You both laughed and you reached for one of the tins under your table.

“I might have a few brownies left,” His face lit up as you pried the lid off and he grabbed one.

“Let me get you some money, be right back.”

“Thank you, it means a lot!” You shouted as he jogged away from you.

You hadn’t even been able to start putting the lids back on the tins before he came back with a 20 dollar note in his hand.

“I didn’t think my brownies were that good,” you exclaimed as he put it into the jar you had put out for the money, “Really you don’t have to give that much.”

“I want to, what’s this all for anyway?”

You spent a couple minutes explaining to him about the elementary school and how your ‘friends’ didn’t want to help.

“Wow, I don’t think I’ve met anyone who cares as much as you do about others.”

You smiled in response and hoped that he didn’t notice the blush that was inevitably spreading across your cheeks.

“I’m Isaac by the way.”

“Y/n.”

“Well y/n, you’re going have make me more of these brownies because I think I’ve fallen in love with them.”

-

It didn’t take long for you to learn Isaac’s locker combination and every day you would leave him a brownie or two. Sometimes they had something different in them, like salted caramel or orange, and you often hid around the corner to watch him smile to himself when he found them. One day he got to school earlier so he could catch you in the act.

“And what do you think you’re doing?” You didn’t bother turning round when you heard Isaac’s voice but proceeded to finish unlocking his locker, put two brownies inside and close it again. It was only then that you turned round to see him with his arms folded across his chest and you laughed when a smile escaped even though he was trying really hard to keep a serious face.

“You like brownies and I like baking them. So it just works.” You shrugged and thought to yourself. You didn’t really have a reason and hadn’t thought about it until now. It was then you realised you liked him, like a lot.

“Well I have no objections.”

“Good.” You tried to leave as it was almost time for class but he grabbed your wrist and turned you back to face him.

“You know, I meant what I said before, I’ve never met someone who cares about others as much as you do.” You only shrugged in response as you realised just how close you were to him.

“I don’t think I could, but I do care a lot about you.” At that you looked up at him and caught him looking at your lips before he closed the gap. Your kiss was interrupted by the bell ringing and this time you didn’t want to leave but it put you in a good mood for the rest of the day, especially when you got a text from Isaac.

This brownie is almost as sweet as you are x

hopelesslyinloveornot  asked:

Can you do a blurb where Harry is dating an American girl fan and he surprises her for her 18th birthday?!

Here you go :) Hope you like this one. I almost didn’t include smut because it started out so sweet, but I assumed you want at least some sexual content, so…*ehem* enjoy.

Under any other circumstances, you would be excited that it was your birthday. Especially your eighteenth. But you were anything but happy. Because you couldn’t be with him.

You and Harry had been dating for almost a year. You’re actually not even sure if you would call it dating. How can you be dating someone you rarely see? Other than a brief courtship in the beginning, and the two times you had seen him - once when he came to visit during a break in the tour, and once when you went to see him - your “dating” had consisted of quickly interrupted phone calls and a series of conversations through texting.

You woke up this morning feeling melancholy. Harry’d had a show last night and he’d called you beforehand to wish you a happy birthday. He’d be traveling most of the day today and doing press until the next show tomorrow. You’d told each other how badly you missed the other and he’d said how he wished he could be with you. You’d gone to bed early, crying yourself to sleep, not even bothering to watch any of the fan videos online from the show. You just couldn’t bear to think of him being across the country instead of with you.

You didn’t want to be selfish. In fact, you’d taken his fame and your relationship all in stride so far. You knew how in demand he was, and he appreciated you for that. Being the girlfriend of a famous pop-star couldn’t be easy on anyone. Fortunately for you both, you’d been able to keep it under wraps. The tabloids continued to suspect Harry was dating someone, but they’d yet been able to pinpoint whom.

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