i want to squish all of them!

Things I really loved about Guardians of the Galaxy Volume 2 in earnest

Spoilers!!!!!

1. Yondu’s “I’m Mary Poppins y'all!” after Peter says he’s cool. Because yes, it’s a hilarious line, but it’s also such a DAD thing. Like, who can’t say that their dad wouldn’t be so proud to be considered cool by their son and it’s so unexpectedly sweet because of it.

2. The fact that Baby Groot cries like an actual baby once. Because it’s like it’s stabbing you in the heart, but it’s so effective because you really forget that he really is a baby with all the things he can do until then, and that brings you right back.

3. The symmetry in Yondu’s redemption. Yondu is damned because he brings Ego’s children to Ego and his planet to be sacrificed, and he’s redeemed by sacrificing himself to save Ego’s child (who really is HIS child) and bring him away from Ego’s planet.

4. Drax’s interaction with Mantis, especially him holding her while he drowns in Ego’s planet. Because Drax is like this big murderous comic relief character, but his screen time with Mantis was this lovely way to remind the audience that Drax has this soft side and this tragic past without shoving it in your face. Drax might laugh at your pain, but he’d also try to save you even as he was drowning, and it’s a perfect way to frame his character.

5. Ego’s “For the first time, I am truly not ALONE!” and his alieness in general. Because don’t get me wrong, Ego is absolutely a non redeemable wonky bonkers genocidal jerk off, but he’s got this great alien quality to him that I feel this series really needed. It’s not in how he looks, but his motives and how he acts. Ego is a millennia old being; a god in a world of mortals. His view point of the world and his actions are so very true to that idea that we almost can’t relate because no one can imagine what it must be like to be that old or that powerful. But when he yells that one line out, we really get it. Ego, for all his power, is just like us; he just doesn’t want to be alone. Coupled with his god like alien superiority, his ego - get it? ;) - he sees the expansion as the way to answer that feeling. If everything is him, after all, then he can’t be alone, see? What makes him a great villain is that he actually had the real answer all along - love, family - but he chose to destroy it because he felt it was beneath him; because of his subconscious disgust at his own desire to be “just like the rest of them.”

6. Nebula’s “You wanted to win and I just wanted a sister!” And how it turns the tables on how we view her relationship with Gamora. Because Nebula is clearly set up to be the ‘bad sister’ to Gamora’s ‘good sister’ and that one line really throws that on its head and shows that neither one of them are good or bad. I also love how it’s Gamora that ends up apologizing to Nebula, after everything, and Gamora who finally returns Nebula’s offer of sisterhood after all of those years.

7. “You shouldn’t have killed my mom and squished my Walkman!” Like, this line right here; the essence of Peter Quill in 10 words. Perfection.

8. The batteries as they relate to the parallel of Yondu’s and Rocket. Because them as a parallel is basically smashed over our heads, but I liked the subtle batteries parallel in that Rocket steals batteries he doesn’t need and Yondu steals Peter, who is used as a battery by Ego. It’s just a little thing but I found it really neat.

9. Rocket’s “I can only afford to lose one friend today,” line and how although it’s clearly framed to be about Peter, it’s also possibly about Yondu. Because no matter what, Rocket is losing a friend and it’s a great line to add to his character development from a guy who started trying to push his friends away to a guy who can’t lose them.

10. The contrast between how Peter reacts to the death of Ego and Yondu. He holds both as they die but he’s just silent and unaffected by Ego and he’s distraught and trying desperately to save Yondu, trying to pull off the suit to give to Yondu and save him instead. Can you say tears?

11. Don’t even talk to me about the Ravager funeral.

12. That the movie really was truly about family. Drax and his family and Mantis, Gamora and Nebula, Rocket and the Guardians, everyone parenting Groot and Peter realizing that the dad he’d wanted all along was actually the one he’d had. Often these superhero movies pull the “we’re family” card and it doesn’t feel earned, but man it does in this one. This movie is like Marvel’s “The Fast and The Furious IN SPACE” and it’s just great.

Chubby body appreciation post tho???

Soft bodies are so?? GOOD??
Big tummies are good pillows and good kissing surfaces.
Tummies with stretch marks?? GOSH, YES??? It’s like nature itself is putting down a trail of lightning that says “KISS HERE PLEASE”

And chubby/fat arms though? Can we JUST? Thighs and stomachs get a lot of love (and rightfully deserved) but can we talk about ARMS??
That cute arm chub that I just want to be wrapped up in a hug and a snuggle in? SO PRECIOUS?? 
People with such soft, cuddly arms that there’s lil bumps and stretches from cellulite?? CUTE??

And soft necks? Necks with some squish on them? Very extra kissable?? And squishy cheeks GODDD I WANNA SMOOSH YOUR CUTE CHEEKS KISS ALL OVER YOUR FACE!!! And when people have chubby cheeks and lil dimples?? Or when they have high cheekbones so when their cheeks are chubby they’re VERY prominently chubby?? THIS IS GOOD AND FANTASTIC??

And THIGHS. My god. Thick thighs are never praised enough no matter how hard one tries. Big, soft laps are so perfect for laying your head on! And stretch marks on big thighs? Cute lightning patterns to trail your fingers over or gently kiss when you’re already laying in their lap?? YES!!
Cellulite on thighs is also so so good and cute!! Dimples in cheeks are wonderful and so are dimples in thighs and butts?? CUTE!!!

Hips with squish over them?? GAH!! I CANNOT HANDLE!!! Please be more confident with your hips (if you feel comfortable) because when you are you give me LIFE!!!

Back rolls?? CUTE and very fun to trace hands over and hold onto during snuggles!! Looks very cute all the time! 

Chubby/fat bodies in crop tops and short shorts?? YES!!! CUTE!!!

Chubby/fat bodies in sweat pants and a tshirt? EXTRA SOFTNESS TO THE SOFT CUTIE!!!

Chubby/fat bodies in swimsuits?? VERY CUTE?? Swim trunks and soft belly is very very good!!
One pieces that cling tight to your stomach or ride up your thighs are still cute no matter what anyone says!!
Two pieces? GOOD!!! You look so cute! Don’t feel obligated to cover that adorableness if you don’t wanna!! 

Chubby/fat bodies in lingerie?? SO IMPORTANT TO ME!!! When stomach is tucked into cute underwear it is very very adorable and when there’s chub over low rise underwear it’s also very very cute and endearing!! THIGH HIGHS?? UGH, MY HEART. I KNOW THAT THEY PROBABLY ARE FALLING DOWN CONSTANTLY BUT THANK YOU FOR WEARING THEM YOU’RE DOING US ALL AN AMAZING SERVICE.

In conclusion:
Softness is good
I will kiss you all over
Holding you and feeling handfuls of squish is amazing
I love you

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A/N: So, originally, this was supposed to be a thing in my fanfic “Colour Bruise” which I haven’t updated in ages. I am planning on finishing the story but for now, enjoy this. ;-)

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Warnings: lime, a lot of swearing

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Miraculous Ladybug Theme - FRENCH Full
Miraculous Ladybug Theme - FRENCH Full

This is a long ass rant about how much I fucking love this song and if you are into Miraculous as much as I am, you will agree with every point I make here.

So ever since I heard the dual version of the French and English one together, I’ve been hyperventilating. I am so much in love with the French version that I just don’t even. Like, nothing against the English dubbing, but there’s something SO SEXY AND SO SINFUL ABOUT THIS SONG IN FRENCH. LIKE WHAT THE FUCK MAN.

So, she starts off the song that’s all, OH I’M JUST AN ORDINARY GIRL NAMED MARINETTE - I HAVE NO OBVIOUS SIGNS OF BEING THE MOST BADASS HEROINE IN THE HISTORY OF ALL FRENCH, KOREAN, AMERICAN, WHATSOEVER LIFE. But then she’s Ladybug and she’s so beautiful and wonderful and sassy and confident and not like any other girl - she’s just so damn badass it makes me want to punch myself in the face she’s awesome. Like I want to be like her, but I have no coordination left in me to do all her acrobats.

AND THEN SHE’S ALL, OH CHAT NOIR IS NO ANGEL. As Adrien, he is totally an angel that I want to squish. AND SHE SAYS HE’S IN HER HEART??????? MY GOD. BUT AS CHAT NOIR? OH HELL NAW. Like, he is the most sinful thing ever with his innuendos and his puns and his flirting and his winking and his mrawrs and smirks. MY GOD. I just want to eat him up. But I ship him so hard with Ladybug/Marinette and they are most least problematic ship in the world in the fact that THERE IS NO ONE ELSE. NO ONE. IT’S JUST THEM IN A LOVE SQUARE AND THAT IS SO DAMN REFRESHING TO ME.

Then you get to Chat Noir’s part and I don’t know why, but the voice for him in this song is so hot and so yummy and I just wanna curl up and suffocate on my lust for this voice. Especially when he’s all “I’m Chat Noir” with that French SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAT NOERRRRRRRRRRRR. And he’s all, I’m no bad cat - I fight for the good like YOU DO, LADYBUG. AND THAT HE WILL FIGHT DESPERATELY??!!?! YAS. AND THEN HE’S ALL IM SCARED TO LOVE IN VAIN BECAUSE THE ONE HE LOVES CAN’T LOVE HIM BECAUSE SHE HAS TO BE LADYBUG AND CARRY OUT HER DESTINY. Why you gotta make me hurt in all the ways, FRENCH THEME SONG? PLUS, at the END OF CHAT’S PART, he’s all RAWRING and then belting OUT THESE AMAZING TOP 40s R&B “MIRAAACUUULOUS” notes like it’s some power ballad. LIKE WHAT THE HELL.

I’ve listened to this song like 15 times while I’ve written this out and I would also like to point out that the person who sings Marinette’s part is so fresh - like her voice could make the world better if she sang everything. ESPECIALLY ALL THE ‘ah ah ah’s. Like come on. COUPLED WITH THE GUY’S “OOOOOOOOOOOOH”s and “OOOOH, LADYBUUUUUUUUUG”s.

-chokes- I’m done.

The De Carrington Dressing Guide Part 3

Hey y’all, it’s part 3 of my guide to helping those that want to look elegant and well dressed, rather than a pile of soiled laundry. For those that missed them:
Part One
Part Two

Proportional Representation 

Today I’m going to be talking about proportions. That is, looking like everything is the right size and you don’t look gangly, squished, or a nightmarish combination of the two. 

So let’s get out some candles, stand in front of a mirror and whisper the words ‘Shazza and Bazza’ 3 times…. and as if by magic, our glamorous models appear. 

First up, let’s look at where the waist sits. On Shazza, our female model, the elbows and the waist are roughly in line with each other, but on Bazza, the elbows are noticeable higher than the waist. 

Bazza’s male torso is also noticeably longer than the female figure. 

How can we even this out?

Creating a waist

On my outfits I will almost always have a waist. Without this the torso has no definite ‘end point’ and will look longer. Even a simple belt breaks up the mass of the torso, and helps create more of an hourglass silhouette. Without a defined waist there is a much greater risk of looking ‘barrel-like’.

(a belt creates more of an hourglass figure and shortens the torso)

If we shift the waist up to closer where the elbows are, we can create a more feminine figure. The effect is also accentuated if you use padding and or corsetry. (Dresses with built in boning are also great for this.)

I’d also recommend tucking your top into your skirt as well, to create the contrast between the two, again creating that important waist. 

If you have the guts to try it, or rather, lack of gut, you can also use a crop top to make the torso seem a bit shorter. 

(a crop top can shorten the torso)

Do these things:

  • Wear clothes with a defined waist
  • Use a belt
  • Tuck your shirt in
  • Wear the waistband a little higher than you would in boy mode
  • Wear dark colours on the top half
  • Eat sensibly and exercise

Don’t do these things:

  • Go for empire line dresses
  • Wear anything that looks like a tent
  • Wear horizontal stripes that will make your torso seem broad
  • Wear a baggy top and tight skirt
  • Binge on pies

Hemlines

Right, this is one of my gripes with a lot of people that want to try and appear feminine- wearing a skirt that is far too short, especially tight ones. This will make you look very top heavy! It’s also trashy and not very classy, more Wednesday in Bognor than weekend in Paris. But here’s a simple rule to avoid looking like something that’s escaped from a 1980s Bon Jovi video..

Your skirt’s hem should be lower than your fingertips if you stand with your hands by your side.

Easy as that. This can make it harder to find skirts that fit, as we’re generally taller, but if it doesn’t fit, don’t buy it, or give it to a shorter friend. 

(I don’t go any shorter than this)

With other lengths of skirts there’s less rules, though generally I’d avoid anything that hits between your ankles and mid shin, that’s prime frump territory. 

The most flattering length on myself I find is just below the knee, as it seems to show off my frame and height, though someone shorter would probably look a bit swamped by some of these looks. Generally if you wear something below the knee I’d suggest heels, but with some more streetwear orientated looks you can get away with flats if you have cool shoes.

That’s it for the moment. Shout me if you have any questions or areas you might want me to cover.


Keep it regal

IdC

[ insomniac ]

words; 11.7k (this is a fic i wrote like 4 months ago, never got around 2 it posting lol) 

genre; mostly the fluffs, first kiss n stuff like that :-) i guess there is some suggestive stuff but its quite light. 

synopsis; wonwoo is the strangely quiet boy that sits in the back of class and would rather be reading than listening to the lessons. his appearance is also quite questionable, with dark rings under his eyes and disheveled hair. 

he’s earned the nickname, insomnia, and you’re curious to discover if the quiet boy matches what everyone seems to call him. 


There is nothing but silence, a still unsettling silence that sticks to every corner of the room as watery streaks of moonlight bathe the boards of oakwood. A clock sits on the bedside table, the black numbers being highlighted by the bright blue that lays behind them. At this time, the world is quiet, the only sound being the blood rushing through your ears or the steady heart beat thumping in your chest.

A bed is placed snuggly into the corner of the room, a thick comforter lying neatly over the old mattress that carries the stains of spilt coffee and tea. Nothing is out of place, all the clothes are folded with precision and tucked away inside the dresser, every book on the shelf has its spine turned out, each series perfectly aligned with the next. It might even look as if no one ever stayed inside the room for it was always too clean and organized, or maybe whoever slept there had too much time on their hands. 

Just as the digits on the clock struck 3am sharp, the door handle slowly swiveled and a figure emerged from the hallway, a tall glass of water curled in its fingers. After sitting down on the mattress and taking a very long sip of its beverage, the figure shifted to the centre of the bed and crossed its arms over its knees, back slouching and tufts of ash coloured hair falling carelessly over its eyes.


Noise. Why was it always so noisy?

The hallways acted like a speaker, amplifying every little clink or clank down the long corridors until it faded away. Only a few more weeks left of school, only a few more weeks left of angsty students who were constantly slamming their lockers and scuffing their shoes, only a few more weeks of fed up teachers who couldn’t even bother to yell at their class because they knew it was worthless. 

You could hardly wait to get away from it all and finally be able to isolate yourself back into silence, sweet, sweet silence. After navigating your way through the morning crowd of zombies that moved slower than molasses, you set your heap of books down and pushed in your earbuds. You liked being alone in class, before the lights were turned on and curtains were tugged open. You could just slouch at your desk and let your foot tap against the tiles while listening to something you actually wanted to hear and not the brainless conversations of the people around you.

Then the door was opening, and a streak of yellow light washed over the floor for a few seconds before disappearing. Another student was here, though he hardly looked like a student. His frame was tall and lean, prominent collar bones resting under his milky skin tone while messy ash tinted hair almost covered his eyes. 

Yes his eyes, they were dark, very dark, like someone dropped a splash of black food colouring into his irises. Discoloured circles lay under his lash line, like the result of someone who hadn’t slept in weeks while his attire consisted of a loose long sleeved white shirt and dark grey sweatpants tucked into worn out sneakers. His name was Wonwoo, but everyone called him Insomnia because that’s exactly how he looked. Like someone who couldn’t sleep.

Wonwoo stared blankly across the empty classroom as he readjusted the books swept under his arm, his hollow gaze sweeping right over you like you weren’t even there. Suddenly the bell began to ring and before you knew it, the zombies were flooding into the class, their voices still drowsy from the morning atmosphere as they plopped down lifelessly into their seats. Everyone was sitting except for Wonwoo, he just stood there with his usual blank stare, his back slightly slouched while he remained like a statue.

“Wake up Insomnia and take a seat already.” Someone called from the back of the class, but Wonwoo didn’t take a seat until Mrs. Kang the English teacher walked in, her heels clicking against the tiles while she pushed up the glasses sitting on the bridge of her nose. She patted his should while slipping past him to get to her desk and it wasn’t until then that he finally moved, his eyes flickering slightly before finding an empty desk near the back. Wonwoo was just as fascinating as he was strange, and one day you wanted to have a real conversation with him just to see what was going on inside his head.


“You’re bringing a guy over?”

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anonymous asked:

How about top 5 cutest characters you want to hug so tightly

Ah, if only I could, I would hug the hell out of ALL of them!!! BUT if I was only blessed with 5 hugs, I would choose:

1. Bokuto. Of course. I would squish his cute owl face and hug him so tight and never let him go. I bet he gives the best, longest and warmest hugs. That kind of hug that makes you feel so safe, like nothing in the wold could ever harm you till you’re there.

Originally posted by mintsky-a

2. Nishinoya. HE’S SO TINYYYYYYY and fierce and so affectionate we would probably end up jumping around and screaming in each other’s ears but still  

Originally posted by honeynutobios

3. Hinata. My sunshine son, if I was to hug him, chances are that I would instantly bust into tears because I’m so so so proud of him. Literally, no one makes my heart explode with pride and happiness like Hinata does. Plus I bet he’s such a soft, cuddly little baby. But since I know Kags would give me the death stare, I’ll let him go as fast as I could

Originally posted by kuronekof1000

(actual picture of what would happen)

4. Tendou. This boy…went through…so much…and still…look at him…hiding his scars behind that cheerful smile…my tender son…my most precious swan…I would probably cry even more with him, because his pain spoke to me on a soul level and but when I try to console someone I always end up sobbing way more than them but still I want to protect him from the whole fucking world but he’s just that kind of person who will end up protecting me instead (ಥ﹏ಥ) 

Originally posted by sportsanimedaily

 5. Sugawara. Because sometimes you just need to go back into your mother’s arms even if he would probably hit me in the ribs telling me it’s time to log off tumblr 

Originally posted by s-indria

- bonus: every time I see Yaku I have this urge to hug him but I bet he would probably fight me to death if I dared to touch him so there’s that

Originally posted by passionario

- p.s. I know, I know. There are two people who are always in my top 5s but they’re missing on here. When it comes to Oikawa, I have a strong feeling of reverence towards him. He’s a great person to just like sit and kind of like just admire what he’s like…he has this royal aura that makes him untouchable to me. On the other hand, when it comes to Kuroo I just want to stay as far as I can from him, literally, is for the best. Don’t even get him on my eyesight, I’ll probably never recover from that. 

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I wanted to take a quick lil break from commissions today so have a dancer Yomi cause why not? Those flashy colors aren’t her style at all but I felt like playing around with colors and stuffs. Also not sure whether those crystal scales will be a thing or not but I wanted to draw them cause they look fun and I think it looks really cute on her!

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I just wanted to do something fluffy for Bruce and Batmum so this happened instead! Anyways, to everyone who sent in their requests, don’t worry, I will get to them as quickly as I can so don’t worry if you don’t see your requests posted yet! I received all of them, just in case anyone is wondering. Enjoy!

Bruce is not a light sleeper – that much you are sure of – which is why the moment he rolls on top of you sometime during the middle of the night, you know something is wrong. You let out a small moan when Bruce squishes his face on to your chest, wrapping his arms around your waist. Most of the time you would wake up and entertain Bruce whenever he wakes up in the middle of the night but right now, all you want to do is just continue sleeping.

“Bruce,” You mumble, lifting a hand to thread your fingers through his hair, lightly scratching his scalp, the way you know he enjoys. Bruce lets out a satisfied sigh, squeezing your hips. “What’s wrong?” Your eyelids are getting heavier and you are sure you might have slurred your words together but you aren’t sure. This ought to teach you not to indulge Timmy with playing games on his PlayStation.

Bruce nuzzles your chest, pressing a kiss on your chest right where your heart is located. “Nothing; just go back to sleep.” Bruce murmurs, laying his head on your chest to listen to your heartbeat. It’s comforting. He is slowly drifting off to sleep too. “Just wanted to hold you.”

You pat his back with your free hand, wrapping your legs around his hips. “Okay; good night, Bruce. Love you.” You are already asleep by the time Bruce chooses to respond to you but he smiles instead, holding you close to him. Your steady heartbeat is lulling him to sleep and Bruce hopes nothing can ever take this away from him.

hello yes @ emmerdale if u need any ideas i have some #soft things i need to see from aaron and robert on screen and i have put together a handy list for you

  • forehead kisses. theres no such thing as enough forehead kisses.
  • just like a lil hug from behind
  • i want a boob squish esque cuddle where robert just buries his face in aaron’s stomach/shoulder/idk what part of his body just have rob be all small and need a big ol hug thanks
  • did i mention forehead kisses
  • i’d have a heart attack if we saw them like randomly in the background of a scene walking through the village holding hands
  • f o r e h e a d k i s s e s
  • more cheek kisses those are cute as heck
  • like a nice sofa cuddle?? you feel me?? just them chilling on the soft having a cuddle
  • spooning. just a glimpse of spooning pls 

// saeran on a date would be such an awkward lil bean like he’s so cute but he’s never been on a date before save him



- All Saeran wants is to have a nice time– Why does his brother have to tag along? And also insist it’s a ‘date’? It’s not, it’s just some movie MC would like to see. He’s curious as well; nothing more. But yet his brother won’t stop screaming that his “ lil marshmallow ” is finding love. It’s enough to make him gag.

- But he can’t deny what he feels.. It’s like he wants to make MC have a good time. He cares for them a lot.. But he doesn’t know if it’s romantic or not. How would he? It’s new, a bit scary.

- He wears something simple, a black cotton sweater and some dark grey jeans. His brother wears a pink hoodie with white jeans. Side by side; They’re like day and night.

- The whole ride there Saeyoung is lecturing him on the proper way to treat someone on a date– it’s not a date Saeyoung..

But he ignores his twin and continues babbling on. Hold doors open, compliments, pulling out chairs.. It’s a movie theatre for crying out loud. Not a five star venue. But he does secretly take those tips to heart. He’s nervous.. It’s not that big of a deal but his brothers making his anxiety sky rocket. What if MC doesn’t have fun with him? What if he messes something up?

- Saeyoung seems to notice his brothers demeanor and sort of calms down with the overload of information. Changing to topic to go on about how he and Mary Vanderwood went on a date once. And how romantic it was apparently. Saeran just rolls his eyes at his brothers antics.

- He wanted to pick MC up from the apartment– But they insisted they’d meet the two at the theatre. He didn’t mind, but Saeyoung said it was rude at first.. They offered to drive themselves. Not rude at all.

- Once they get there, Saeran can’t wait to get out of that car and away from his brothers bullshit stories about all his dates. There’s no way Saeyoung’s attention span would even allow him to sit down and talk with someone for hours, he’d get bored too fast. Especially on a date with Vanderwood. A board of wood paired with a clown. Guess whose who.

- MC is waiting inside, they’re nervous since the twins were running a bit late. But relieved when the two show up.
Saeran compliments them, earning a wink and eyebrow wiggle from his brother. He just pushes him off, asking about the movie you all were seeing tonight. It was horror, MC picked it. Saerans a bit surprised but happy that they don’t like sappy stuff. He cant stand watching two hours of people gushing over each other on screen. Would rather see blood gushing in some chainsaw massacre. Much more entertaining, even if it’s not real.

- MC is squished between the two boys in the chairs, Saeran didn’t like Saeyoung sitting so close to them but his brother seems to constantly reminds him ’ it’s not a date right? ’ Much to his displeasure. Still.. He felt jealous.

- The movie is cheesy, he dislikes it right away. Has to hold back from screaming at the screen for the people to.. Oh, I don’t know; maybe not go into that dark alleyway? Pick the car? Drive away to safety? MC seems scared whenever something like this happens.. They hug themselves and squint their eyes. Really? It was all silly and fake; Just a movie.. But he felt bad for them. He wanted to protect them from feeling scared. He cant help but blush when they grip his shirt and squish their face against his chest when a man with a chainsaw shows up.

- He doesn’t really know how to react, so Saeyoung from across the chairs grabs his brothers arm and quickly places it over MC’s back– Much to Saerans surprise. He looks over to his twin with confusion, only getting a wink in return. He doesn’t really know how to comfort someone.. So he just rubs his thumb in place while his arm is wrapped around their back. Their breath is hot through his shirt, it feels like there’s butterflies in his stomach. Does he think they’re cute like this? Yes.. He usually finds this annoying when Saeyoung does it, but with MC he likes to feel so protective over them.

- This happens often; every time there’s a ‘scary’ scene. eventually when the movies over MC has to pry themselves away from Saeran. Their neck hurt from cuddling into him for so long, but it was worth it.

- Seven loudly groans and stretches as he stands up, his figure in front of the screen as the credits roll. Saeran stretches a little less obviously, helping MC up out of their chair as well.

- He didn’t think the movie was all that great, but he listens as his brother and MC chat back and forth about different scenes. He still felt weird.. Like his stomach was all messed up. He didn’t like it at all, it felt like anxiety but.. a little warmer.

- Saeyoung excuses himself to the bathroom, clicking his tongue and shooting finger guns towards his brother as he walks backwards towards the restrooms. Saeran had no idea why or how he puts up with this sometimes, but it leaves him and MC alone for a bit. He doesn’t really know what to say.. He feels shy all of a sudden while shuffling his feet.

“ Did you like the movie Saeran? ”
They smile at him excitedly with bright eyes; he smiles softly back to them with a slight nod.
“ It was alright.. ”
He shrugs– biting his lip as he shoves his hands into his pockets. He felt like he should do something but.. He didn’t know what.

“ You’d be amazing in a horror movie Saeran! I bet you’d know exactly what to do. Way better than those people. ”
They motion with their thumb to the theatre, implying him better as the characters on screen.
“ Sure as hell wouldn’t choose an alley over a car, that’s for sure. ”
MC laughs softly, causing Saeran to smile. He liked seeing them light up like that. It was nice..
“ Thanks for being here with me.. I— ah, appreciate it. ”
They barely blush, shuffling their feet as well when Saeran replies with a nod. Both of them felt like they should do something but.. Everything was sort of frozen.

“ I’ll text you tonight, Yeah? ”
MC says and starts to fumble with their car keys, looking up towards Saeran who looked flushed from the cold, His white hair covering bits of his forehead.
“ Yeah; Of course. ”
He nods slightly, this was awkward.. shit.. He felt like a little kid. He wanted to do.. Something– But he felt too embarrassed.
It’s like MC read his mind, because in an instant they lean onto their toes– Placing a second long kiss onto his lips, it was soft and quick but it took Saeran by surprise. Was that okay? Did they mean to do that?
“ Night Saeran.. ”
MC smiles as they move their hand to shoot him a soft wave– Climbing into their car that was parked outside the theatre.
“ Night.. ”
Saeran says basically to himself in shock as he watches them drive away, that was new. He didn’t even have much time to think about it before Saeyoung practically runs out of the theatre, hooking his arm around his brothers shoulder and laughing wildly. Saeran tried to push him off, But he wouldn’t budge.
“ Should I get ordained anytime soon? ”
He wiggles his eyebrows as he shakes Saerans shoulders, “ Shit man– You’re so awkward, I thought you were toast! But MC saved the date! They swooped in– You should have seen your face! ”

Saeran rolls his eyes with a flushed red complexion, muttering ’ stop it, shut up ’ as he breaks out of his brothers grasp and quickly walks towards the car in a huff– Saeyoung following closely behind, still laughing to himself. Why was he just watching? What a creep.

NCT 127 + Ten reaction to their s/o being a huge fan of the Vroom Vroom Talk Show

Ok ngl i’m weak as hell for Doyoung and the vroom vroom talk show has given me many precious moments of him so i will forever be grateful 🙏🏼🙏🏼 

Taeil

Originally posted by nakamotens

(I love this gif so much lmao)

Taeil would just be super happy and soft when he sees you laughing and genuinely having a good time. He’d put his hand on your leg or around your shoulder and rub it gently bc he’s so whipped for you and when he sees you smiling his whole world lights up and he’s just in a very happy place. He’d try to join in on the fun by yelling random things (like he usually does), and when he sees you laughing at those he’s just be a shy happy bean.

Taeyong

Originally posted by isabelle-c-r

Y’all know how in NCT life Taeyong tried to take over the Vroom Vroom talk show and Doyoung gave him the eye-roll of the century™, and then Johnny completely ignored him and started talking to Ten?? Yes well I see Taeyong as being kinda whiny like “Babe I’m so much better”, and he would be lowkey jealous that you laughed so much at Doyoung’s jokes. I see him being super clingy and I see him trying to one up Doyoung and trying to get you to laugh at him. If you do laugh at his jokes, you can be sure to see him go and do that thing where he dances and makes weird noises to tease Doyoung like “did ya see that they laughed at my jokes I’m better than you suck on that”.

Johnny

Originally posted by ohbaibeeitsyou

Johnny would just be happy that you’re happy and he’s just gonna enjoy watching you laugh and enjoy yourself. Bc he’s an actual meme he’ll be like “we all know my fashion evaluation is much better right Y/N?” for jokes, but he’s just glad to see you smile this softie. He’d also lowkey have a full on conversation w/ Ten and would just ignore Doyoung (which makes DY hella salty).

Yuta

Originally posted by dovounq

Yuta this lil shit is the person who hates on the show the most. He loves getting a reaction out of Doyoung so he keeps interrupting him and teasing him and when he sees Doyoung getting irritated it’s like his life’s goal has been achieved. 

When he sees that you’re really enjoying Doyoung’s show, this teasing only intensifies bc he’s highkey jealous that Doyoung is making you laugh like “nah fam my s/o can only laugh at my jokes”. He tries to make you laugh by teasing Doyoung basically, and when you laugh he does that thing where he smiles like an angel (basically just him smiling normally but it still does things to my smol heart) and he’s just happy that you’re happy and you’re having a good time. 

Doyoung

Originally posted by dovounq

DOYOUNG this boy makes me weak I can feel my bias list crashing down as I look at this gif 

Doyoung is highkey salty bc everyone is ganging up on him and not letting him do what he wants and his show is failing bc no one is cooperating and he’s just salty af.

When he sees that you’re really enjoying it though, this lil bunny’s confidence gets boosted x100000 and he just gets really smiley and bashful bc you’re so cute !!!! and you’re laughing at his jokes !!!!! and he’s just super happy that he can make you laugh so much and he just wants you to keep laughing so he tries a little harder and it’s just rlly cute and my heart cannot take kim doyoung someone save me pls

Ten

Originally posted by tenchittaphonsnose

I think Ten would just be happy to see you having a good time and seeing you laughing would make him giggle too bc you’re so cute and he loves you. He’d lowkey be talking to Johnny the whole time though and the two of them would be in their own little world (just like in the NCT life episode lmao).

Jaehyun

Originally posted by jihansoul94

(This boy will be the death of me)

Jaehyun seemed like he wasn’t the biggest fan of the vroom vroom talk show - not that he had anything against it, he just kinda went along with it to entertain Doyoung. I feel like Jaehyun would just kinda be sat there with you, occasionally laughing at somethings, but not really laughing super hard or anything. You, on the other hand, were laughing super hard, and you kept folding yourself into a ball into Jaehyun’s side as your eyes crinkled as you gasped for air between your giggles, and I think jaehyun would just love to see you like that. He would look at you with the most adoring look and he would just want to squish your cheeks and hug you because he thought you were super cute. 

WinWin

Originally posted by yutaejpg

(Look at this lil squish what a cutie)

Ok so with WinWin, his Korean is still a little lacking so I don’t think he’d be very engaged in what was going on in the talk show. BUT, seeing you laugh and genuinely enjoy yourself would make his lil heart flip in his chest and he’d just wrap his arms around you and smile at you and just be really cute because he’s just happy that you’re happy and can you tell that this boy makes me fckn soft

Mark

Originally posted by dimplesjae

THIS BOI ok I don’t think Mark would really care whether you liked the talk show or not tbh he’d be too busy losing his marbles from laughing too much. Mark has the cutest giggle (don’t fight me on this we all know it’s true) and he would just be dying at the whole situation of how everyone is ganging up on Doyoung and how Doyoung is highkey salty. I think he’d be super happy though, because the two of you could sit together and be in a fit of giggles and just be happy and cute and aw

Haechan

Originally posted by haenyan

(omg i love this gif so much look at my baby how cute i love this outfit he looks so soft and squishy i just want to hug him)

Ok so we all know Donghyuck is the king of sass and he’s a funny lil squish. I think he’d find it cute that you found Doyoung’s show so funny, but he’d be lowkey jealous and would constantly spout sassy comments about everything. Ofc his comments are hilarious so you burst out laughing at them, and when he sees that you’re laughing more at his jokes than Doyoung’s, this lil bean will just swell with pride and confidence like “hell yeah my s/o thinks i’m funny what a great thing” and he’d just be a happy lil bby.

Crushes

I just realized….

My first “Crush” was me being pressured into thinking I had a crush

My second “Crush” what purely an aesthetic attraction

My 3rd: Literally just me trying to figure out “why the hell dont i have a crush, let me try flirting and see if that helps” (it didnt)

My 4th: I wanted to get to know him. Thats it. I classified the feeling as a crush. It was probably just a strong Squish. 

And I dont understand dating at all. Like what (other than sexual activies) Can you do with a S.O, That you cant do with a friend.

Like… I can go to dinner with friends, and buy my friends chocolate. I can take them to the movies, and we can go to the park. I DONT GET IT??? What am I missing here? Idk.

I keep being told “i’ll understand when I am older” but I kinda hope I dont. Dating seems like a lot of work anyway

Chubby Cheeks | Hoshi Fluff

Anon: Hello :D can i request a scenario where you just cant stop kissing svt’s soonyoung’s cheeks bc theyre just the most precious and softest thing in the world? Thank you!!(:


Character: Kwon Soonyoung
Word count: 807

He giggled, trying to push your head away. “Stop, it tickles!” The laughter bubbled up in his throat, that he tried to hide, but struggled to. Soonyoung was conscious of Seokmin’s sleeping form, in the bed just three feet away. Yet he couldn’t stop the giggles that shook his shoulders and rippled through his body, from head to toe.

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Imagine where Y/N overhears Jackson/Mark (idc which one) call her clingy so she starts acting weird and he confronts her about it

Originally posted by got7official

When the guys had gotten back from tour they’d all asked you to come over whenever you had the time, you’d often bring them food at the studio or come over to play games with Youngjae, but you’d never thought that you were being too forward till you’d over heard a conversation between Jackson and Jinyoung. You’d been about to walk into the kitchen when it happened, neither of them had noticed you yet so you backed out the second you heard your name. “Y/N is just.. shes around so often now… kind of clingy,” Jackson murmured to him then sucked his teeth a little, but you didn’t stick around to hear the end of the conversation you left quietly attempting to figure out how you hadn’t noticed when you’d become a burden. 

The problem was you’d always assumed you were annoying or too clingy, but he’d never shown any inclination that he hated it or wanted you to stop - in fact he seemed to cling to you with ten fold the vigor you had him. Your heart sunk again, rubbing the back of your neck as you walked into your studio apartment. it was a mess, you hadn’t been home long enough to clean so you started there, attempting to rid your thoughts of the words you’d heard was harder than you’d imagined. “king of clingy”  the words still rung in your head long after your apartment was clean.

Days passed, and even when you did come over you stopped hugging them so much or talking to them too animatedly, you toned down your personality not wanting to upset them anymore than you probably had. Youngjae was the first to notice, he asked you what was wrong but you shook your head them continued playing the game with him before sighing a little. It was only after two weeks that Jackson pulled you to the side when you were helping Jinyoung make dinner that you began to panic, “whats wrong with you?” he asked furrowing a brow as put his hand on your arm, “You’ve been different for a while now, and I figured maybe you were going through a slump or something but; honestly I figured you’d be back to normal so tell me whats going on,”

He seemed determined on finding out what was bothering you, but how could you tell him that it was him? Jackson the king of being kind, charitable, and an overall perfect person was the reason your self esteem had taken a plunge worse than even in high school. “It’s nothing, I’m fine just stressed with work is all,” you murmured barely meeting his eyes.

Jackson shook his head grabbing your face between his hands then smushing your cheeks, “ I don’t believe you,” he said emphasizing his words by squishing them every time he spoke making you smile a little - you hadn’t realized how much you’d missed the skin ship with him till now.

“I’m too clingy, you said so yourself,” you mumbled and his hands fell away from your face, “I didn’t want to bother you anymore so I stopped with the skin ship and being overly friendly because I don’t want you to hate me,” admitting it out loud was a lot different than saying it in your head. It hurt more to vocalize the words, which is why you hadn’t spoken about it to anyone having kept all the feelings inside. 

Jackson sighed a little then pushed a hand through his hair seemingly distressed, “Y/N, no I … you didn’t stay to hear what I had to say after?” he murmured as he looked at you, his brow furrowed and he pulled you into his arms kissing the crown of your head affectionately. 

“I didn’t want to hear anything else because I was scared,” you whispered as you leaned into him the tears pricking your eyes as you gently grasped onto his shirt still not sure how comfortable he was with you touching him.

He lifted your head so your eyes could meet his own, “I told Jinyoung that you’re clingy, but right after that I said I love how she can dish out whatever I give; it makes me feel loved how much she gives back to us in terms of physical affection - not many girls would be comfortable with it; but you’re different, you don’t cringe up or get awkward you take it for what it is, friendly interactions,” 

Suddenly you felt stupid. “Oh,” you murmured lightly then wet your lips a little, “I see,”

He nodded, “But I also told him I wished you weren’t so comfortable with touching the other members because  I kind of want you to myself,” he whispered the last part and you were positive your heard slowed down to almost a complete stop, “Y/N - I could never think you were annoying or too clingy because I never want you to stop touching me to begin with, if either of us is annoying its me,”

The admission of feelings from Jackson once again left you breathless, his eyes were intently staring into your own as if searching for some kind of answer “I ..” you stammer over yours words but decide on showing him how you felt would be better so you leaned up pressing your lips against his, and you felt the smile crawl onto his face it was then you knew everything would be okay.

- Admin Honey

please. artists. please. all I want in this life is an awkward stuffy family portrait of Lady Vex’ahlia and Lord Percival with their large bear son awkwardly squished in between them, taking up too much space in the frame and wearing like a bow tie or something. Vex and Percy have barely-contained hysterical laughter on their faces. Please. I can’t art but I need this.

Baby - Jack Maynard

Originally posted by myalwaysari

Pairing: Jack Maynard & Y/N
Word Count: 2.8k
Warnings: None
A/N: This is so long I’m so sorry.
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“It’s just not worth it Jack.” You say, pacing up and down in front of the sofa where he was sitting. “You’re busy with YouTube and all your projects, I’m busy with my last month or so at uni and I’m moving back to Brighton soon. We just don’t have time for each other anymore.” You continued.
Jack said nothing, his head falling into his hands.
“But I love you.” He mumbled.
You sighed and sat down beside him, pulling his hands into yours so that he would look at you.
“And I love you too. But right now, if we continue the way we are, this is going to end messily. There’s going to be fights and drama and that’s not something that either of us need right now. I love you, and if we’re meant to be then we’ll come back to each other.” You said, gazing into his increasingly misty blue eyes.
He nodded his head lightly, looking to the ground to avoid your gaze.
After placing a kiss on his head, you got your coat and left your now ex-boyfriends apartment.

After that night, you and Jack stayed somewhat good friends, seeing each other on the odd occasion. But it hurt to be with him, but not with him. Seeing him all over girls at clubs and parties hurt you to see, even if you had initiated the break up.
After you finished your degree, you moved back to your hometown of Brighton. You loved how everything felt comfortable to you, to hear the waves hitting the rocks at the sea, to hear children playing in the playground. But it made you sad, everything around had reminded you of things you had done with Jack. You had grown to be the cliché relationship of childhood friends turning into love. You had played in the playground together, been round to each other’s houses a countless amount of times, your first kiss had been on the beach that you find so relaxing.

You had begun to get nauseous over the past couple of weeks, thinking it was just the flu as you got sick quite often, you just left it. However, while over at your parents’ house to have some company as you lived by yourself, your mum convinced you to take a pregnancy test just to make sure.
You had left the two sticks on the bathroom counter beside the sink, fidgeting with your hands and unable to stand still. After the three minutes were up, you nervously walked over to the tests.
Lifting the piece of toilet paper off that you had to cover them, they both revealed the same thing.

Positive.

~Time skip to the present~

After finding out you were pregnant you had phoned Jack but he didn’t pick up. Although it was evident he was on his phone from the extensive amount of snapchats he had posted with random girls from a party.
That night after talking it out with your mum and about thirty litres of tears, you decided it would be best to keep it, however since Jack was obviously busy with YouTube and partying, you didn’t want to ruin that for him just as he was getting more successful at his dream job.

Over those nine months, with a lot of help from your family, you set up your own café/bookstore in Brighton. Something you have dreamed of having ever since you were young.
After nine struggling months, you brought the sweetest calmest baby girl into the world, Ella Rose Maynard.

You were currently in the grocery shop picking up some bits and bobs for the house. Ella was now just over one years old and had begun to walk about a month or so ago. She had light blonde baby hair, and the most stunning blue eyes that were just like her fathers.
It was a beautiful summers day outside, so you were glad when you finally got to the frozen section to cool down.
Seemingly, that wasn’t just your idea. While talking absentmindedly to Ella about the things you needed to get you didn’t notice a man standing in front of your trolley.
“I’m so sorry!” you tell him as you watch him leaning down to pick up some of the food he had dropped in the collision.
“It’s okay, don’t worry about it.” He said, standing up from the ground to look at you. When he did he said the words you were least expecting.
“Y/n?”
Looking at him properly, you gasped slightly.
“Conor?”

It turns out Conor was down from London to visit his family for a bit before they went on holiday. As you both were catching up, Ella started to become fussy, not liking to be ignored for even those short five minutes.
You walk over to her side, picking her up out of the seat and placed her on your hip. She snuggled into your neck as you walked back over to Conor.
Conor’s face was priceless when you introduced him to her. But he quickly smiled, holding his hand out to your child.
She looked up at you with a confused look on her face and you laughed.
“Con, she doesn’t know what that is, here.” You said, repositioning his hand so it was flat and upright.
“Can you give Conor a high five?” you asked her.
She giggled and put her tiny hand in the middle of Conor’s much larger one.
Conor’s smile was brighter than you’d ever seen it, but it soon turned to an inquisitive one.
“It’s funny, I thought she reminded me of someone, she looks like Anna when she was a baby.” He joked about, tickling her side.
“Well, uh, yeah…” you trailed off, not knowing what to reply to that.
“Y/n?” he asked, everything now clicking in his head, the age of her, the similarities in both looks and behaviour. “Is she Jack’s?” he asked softly.
Ella nuzzled her head back into your neck as her new friend had stopped playing with her. You ran your fingers through her soft blonde hair, willing yourself to be calm about this all.
You nodded your head, trying to gage his emotions at both you and the situation he found you in.
With a little yawn, you felt Ella’s head start to get heavy.
“Come back to mine? I’ll explain everything to you I promise.” You told him, beginning to walk to the checkouts with what you had gotten.

When you got home you explained to him that you had already broke up with Jack when you had found out about your pregnancy. How you had tried to get in contact with Jack but he hadn’t answered or returned your calls. He was preoccupied with his job and girls that you didn’t want him to resent Ella for ruining a time in his life he loved so much.
“I’m leaving in a couple of days to go back to London, come with me. Just for a week or so.”
You shook your head, “Ella is here and my shop, I can’t just up and go when I want to Con, I have responsibilities.”
“Bring her with you, and I’m sure your shop will be fine to be shut for a week. You need a break. You can come stay with me, I’ve got a spare bedroom for the two of you and everything.”
After a lot of persuading you finally agreed to go up with him in a couple of days.

You drove Conor up to London as he had originally got the train down and so that you could have your own car to get about places.
After a couple of days of getting situated and Ella getting used to a new environment you had agreed to meet up with all your friends that you had missed in the two years you were gone.
The ‘buttercream squad’ minus Jack had gathered in Conor’s living room, waiting for the surprise that he had promised.
“You can come out now.” He called to you after he had finally got them all to be quiet.
You walked out of the spare bedroom, walking nervously towards the living room.
As soon as you could be seen in view, exclamations of happiness erupted from the five boys. They all hurried out of their seats, all coming at once to give you a hug.

After an hour or so of catching up with all the boys you were eventually asked the question of why you went pretty much completely M.I.A. on your social medias and basically restarted life two years ago. You told them that they had to be quiet and you would show them. Standing up you ushered them to follow you into the spare bedroom, urging them to please be quiet.
Opening the door, you gestured over to the crib in the corner. As quietly as five fully grown men could, they shuffled over to the side of it, trying to get a glance at what was inside.
As their eyes fully adjusted to the lack of light in the room they saw the peacefully sleeping baby and gasps filled the room.
You brought them out before they could wake her up and as soon as you shut the door you were bombarded with questions.
“Is that a baby?”
“Is it yours?”
“Who’s the dad?”
“How did you keep it a secret for so long?”
“She’s so cute I just want to squish her little che-“
“Stop!” you shouted at them, “One at a time.”
You answered all the questions they had about her, just in time for you to hear her waking up. You bundled her up in a blanket and brought her out to the living room. All the boys were smiling brightly, her tired eyes darting around the room at the large unknown people in front of her. Sitting down, you turned her to face them and as you introduced them they waved at her, receiving a cute giggle in response.

The boys were as won over as Conor was. She had them all wrapped around her little finger by the end of that night.
The boys came over the next couple of days to get her used to them. And right now, she was sitting on Joe’s lap, laughing at all the funny faces that he was pulling.
He was setting her on the ground to walk over to who she wanted next when the front door slammed open. You heard some degree of a coat being taken off and a shout from him, “Conor? Why is no one answering my calls?”
Because of the loud noise, Ella had waddled as fast as she could over to you, getting you to pick her up so she could hide in your neck.
Conor had a panicked look on his face and rushed over to the living room door to try and stop Jack from coming in.
You saw Conor backing up, attempting to block his view into the room.
“Why are you being so weird? Are you having some secret party I wasn’t invited to?” you head the joking voice.
Conor was pushed out of the way by him and he stood in the doorway looking in on what he was missing.
He was exactly the same as he was two years ago, shining blue eyes, cheeky smile, wavy hair.
But when his eyes landed on you the smile turned confused, and when his eyes drifted downwards to Ella, they turned angry.
“This is what you tried to hide from me then?!” he screamed at his brother, pushing him out of the way and making his way out the front door.
Conor ran after his furious brother, attempting to calm him down.
Lifting Ella up with you, you handed her to Oli, pressing a kiss to her head as she cuddled into him.
You walked out into the hallway, hearing the current argument between the two brothers.
“She’s back and you never even told me?! And she has a baby!? What the hell is going on?” Jack yelled. “Why were you hiding it? Is it yours? That’s why you were wasn’t it! You banged the love of my life and knocked her up!”
You couldn’t take them fighting over something that wasn’t true, so you opened the front door and yelled at Jack who looked like he was about to punch Conor.
“It’s yours!”

Jack’s fist froze mid-air and his head snapped towards yours.
“What?” he questioned, arms growing slack and falling to his sides.
“She’s yours. Conor bumped into me in Brighton, quite literally.” You said, smiling at the memory. “Now will you come inside where I can explain this to you properly?”
He nodded, looking like he was in a daze.
Walking back into the apartment you walked past the living room door, seeing Ella now peacefully sleeping in the crook of Oli’s arms.
Jack took a proper look at her now, seeing the familiar features of his and your own mixed into this tiny human being.

You took him into your room for the past week and sat down. You both sat down on the edge of the bed and he looked up at you expectantly.
“She’s called Ella. She’s just over one year old. I tried to tell you Jack, I really did. But you didn’t answer so I just assumed that since you didn’t want me in your life so it would be better to keep Ella out too.”
You told him how you still kept up with him, watching his and the boys’ vlogs daily. You both just caught up what you had both missed over the past two years, filling each other in on what you had done.
After two hours of talking you had agreed to meet up with him at the park with Ella to get them used to each other.

It was a long day of playing and laughs and picture worthy moments. Jack and Ella had gotten along like a house on fire. He pushed her on the swing, walked about with her on his shoulders and she even let him go down the slide with her.
As you were walking to a nearby coffee shop, Ella fell asleep.
You both sat down at a table near the large window overlooking the business men and women and those who were out and about.
You both began to talk about your past relationship and if there were any current ones. For both the answer was no.
“You can’t exactly go far on a date after telling them that you have a child.” You joked.
He hummed slightly, “I tried to date other people, but no one could even compare to you.”
You looked down at your sleeping angel, running your hand briefly across her head.
“You were my first love, it really hurt me when we split.” You said, not wanting to look him in the eye.
He nods his head slightly, “You were my only love.” He said softly, holding his hand in yours and gently running his thumb across yours.

After that night, you told Jack that you needed to know if he was serious about being in Ella’s life. That she was your first priority. You got into a short routine with Jack over the next week or so and it was very hard to get Ella to go back to Brighton with you.
Jack helped you find a small shop front, moving your business up into London while you stayed in his flat with Ella, allowing them the time that they had missed together.

It was now Christmas; your relationship had quickly picked up where you left off when you moved in with each other. The boys loved Ella and loved the fact that you and Jack were back together.
You were finishing up organising the presents underneath the tree when you heard the door to Jack’s flat open.
Jack had been out with the boys having a Christmas dinner with them all before actual Christmas.
You heard tiny pitter patters of feet coming down the stairs of the girl you had put to bed hours ago.
“Daddy!” she called.
You turned around to see Ella flinging herself at Jack from the bottom of the stairs, wrapping her arms around his neck when he caught her.
“Read book dada?” she said, doing the puppy eyes that she had perfected months ago.
He chuckled and agreed, “Go up to bed and I’ll be there in a minute.” He said, placing a kiss on her cheek.

As she was going up the stairs you came over to where he was standing, wrapping your arms around his waist and putting your head on his chest.
“Good night with the boys?” you mumbled into his collarbone
“Great, but I would have preferred to spend it with my girls.” He replied, kissing your head, and then taking a step back from you.
“The princess awaits.” He laughed, kissing you properly before heading up the stairs.

You thought back to those years ago, that you said if you were to come back to each other if you were meant to be. Evidently you were.

anonymous asked:

Girls have. Such beautiful faces? Like all of them?! Girls have v pretty and boopable noses and soft cheeks. Pretty hair and sparkly eyes, huggable tummies? Their shoulders make such great pillows. I love girls, all girls. I'm u bisexual momma now. All of u get hugs and validation. I'm gonna boop your noses. Especially the kinda squished but roundish ones. I don't know what they're called but I love them. You all get boops and hugs (if u want)

FACTS also thx for the boops!!!!

iKON | When Their GF Their Cheeks And Kisses Them

Anonymous said:

“When Their GF Squishes Their Cheeks And Kisses Them” request for ikon + jay park please!!! thank you!! <3


Bobby:
*Turns into squish* “How are you so cute?”

Originally posted by xkannkraykamikox

B.I./Hanbin:
“Come here Y/N, it’s your turn.”

Originally posted by hbi-n

Jinhwan:
*Smiles* “I love you too, Y/N.”


Yunhyeong:
“Why did I find that so adorable?”

Originally posted by teambgasm

Junhoe:
“If you wanted to kiss all you had to do was ask.”


Donghyuk:
“Jagi you…I love you too…”


Chanwoo:

*Doesn’t question the squishing anymore* “You do that every time…but as long as I get a kiss…:

Originally posted by chanwooyeah

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