if she's your girl


asoiaf & got characters // pt. IV - Rhaenys Targaryen (daughter of Rhaegar & Elia)

“Rhaenys was a child too. Prince Rhaegar’s daughter. A precious little thing, younger than your girls. She had a small black kitten she called Balerion. […] Ser Amory was almost as bestial with Rhaenys. I asked him afterward why it had required half a hundred thrusts to kill a girl of… two? Three? He said she’d kicked him and would not stop screaming. If Lorch had half the wits the gods gave a turnip, he would have calmed her with a few sweet words and used a soft silk pillow. […] “Rhaenys was a little girl, Aegon a babe in arms. When Tywin Lannister took King’s Landing, his men killed both of them. He served the bloody bodies up in crimson cloaks, a gift for the new king. And what did Robert say when he saw them? Did he smile?”


Request:  Can you do a blurb where your daughter falls and Shawn over reacts

She’s just learned how to ride her bike. With out training wheels and everything. 

You and Shawn sit on the porch, you’re snuggled up into his side as you both sit on the porch couch you have. The front yard is being watered by your sprinkler and your little girl is riding her bike up and down the side walk.

You are sipping some of Shawn’s coffee when you hear a scream and the sound of metal scraping concrete. 

“Shit.” Shawn mumbles, jumping up and running across the lawn, being soaked with water from the sprinkler. 

You stand and watch as runs his long ass legs across the street to your little girl that’s holding her knee. 

“Daddy!” She wails when she looks up and sees him sprinting towards her. He picks her up and has her one hip as he grabs her little bike in his other hand. 

He throws the bike on the grass and takes her to you. He sets her down on the couch and crouches next to her. You set the coffee cup down and crouch next to him.

It’s a scrap, small little cut on her knee.

“Should we take her in?” He asks looking up at you with wide eyes.

“No.” You laugh. “It’s just a little cut, a band aide will fix her right up.” 

He jumps up and comes back minutes later with a box of band aides and an ice pack.

“What’s the ice pack for?” 

“In case she wants it.” 

“She doesn’t need an ice pack Shawn, she scraped her knee. It’s not like she bruised the muscle.” You say opening the Else band aides and sticking it to her knee.

“Let’s get ice cream.” He says looking over at his little girl when she hiccups.

“Shawn.” You hiss.

“Wanna go get ice cream Princess?” 

“Yeah.” She nods, hiccuping as she hugs her Dad. 

Emma Enchanted (4/15)

Emma tries to duck away again, but Queen Snow has caught her gaze, leaving Emma frozen. “We’ve met before, having we?” she says slowly. “Before you were a page.”

Emma doesn’t have a response for that. “Were you one of Mulan’s star proteges?” Queen Snow questions, and Emma nods quickly, relieved to be freed of her examining eye.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Queen Snow lifts a hand. “Come,” she says. “The girl queen is scheduled to return any minute. I would like to see her before the wedding.” She holds up a hand, oblivious to the way Emma stiffens at the order to join her. “I’m sure we’ll have much to discuss.”

Nara and Daddy (B-Bomb)

Originally posted by blockyung

Type: Fluff

Request: Hi! Can you do husband and father au scenario for B-Bomb from block b? Thank you💓

He was so gentle with her. Your newborn daughter Nara was all he could have wanted. She was currently sleeping on his chest peacefully, he was having a hard time keeping himself up. This morning was her first time being home from the hospital and she was only able to sleep on a warm body and your cute husband was a willing sacrifice for it.

“You can sleep” you tell him as he shook his head “if you’re awake I should be too. You haven’t slept well since you have birth” he told you as smiled softly. He kissed his newborn’s head before rubbing her back lightly. You carefully took a seat beside him as you looked over your little girl. “You know she looks a lot like you?” you comment to him as he gave a small smile “it’s cute but I hope she looks more like you as well, she won’t be a pretty girl if she’s me with long hair” he jokes as you smiled. Nara let out a whine as his eyes widen. “Did I offend you?” he asked quietly at the perfectly timed sound “I was joking love, you’re gonna be gorgeous no matter how you look” he told her as you giggled softly at the seen in front of you. 


As your daughter grew more they were still very attached to one another. He had become a proud owner of a multifuntional baby carrier as he was very much wrapped around her fingers as he took her just about everywhere. As of now you guys were over at Kyung’s as he had recently become a father of his own little one. And baby expert Minhyuk was giving advice to his friend about the proper ways of raising a baby. He was bouncing the whole time as Nara was half asleep on the hipseat as he talked. “Do you ever get to hold your daughter?” Taeil asked as he was watching Minhyuk bounce “I mean I do but my first mistake was letting him hold her the day we got back from the hospital because they’ve been like this ever since” you joke as he smiled. 

Nara made a sound as she was lifted from the seat and was brought to his shoulder as he didn’t stop bouncing as she buried her head into his neck as she officially drifted off on him. “It is kind of cute seeing him like this with her” Taeil then comments as a new baby soon entered the room as Kyung’s newborn son made himself known in the room. “Ah I remember when Nara was that small” Jihoon says as you smiled “she’s growing up so fast isn’t she?” you asked as not even a year ago she was still in your stomach and was an exciting and scary thing you and your husband were to have.

anonymous asked:


38. Describe your dream girl/guy?

She’d be an incredibly caring woman. Incredibly strong, too. Like my grandmother and my mother. I would love it if her passions would complement mine, so she would stay at home and take care of the kids, and I’d work hard to make sure we were financially stable. She’d cook dinner, and while she was doing that I’d play outside with the kids once I got home from work, and then afterwards I’d wash the dishes and clean the table. She’d be someone who loves to learn new things, and she’d enjoy listening to me ramble about obscure firearms and aircraft, and I’d listen to her talk about her patients or her students if she was a nurse or a teacher or whatever. We would dance together to old jazz standards, and we’d gross out our kids with how affectionate we are. We’d pray together. We’d support and encourage each other. She’d have to be a pretty strong woman to be able to handle me, but I want to be a man who is worthy of such a woman.





warm and soft like a fireplace….a heith….

I LOVE this. Like, look at Kara following Mon-el. My girl just came back from a Sleeping Beauty type slumber where she was practically dead, and her first instinct is to follow the lips. You love your enormous heart out, Kara.


What can a female character do without being criticised mercilessly? [insp]

So, there’s this relatively new member of our team who’s a gossip fanatic, she’s always around chatting everyone up and then reporting the juicest news and hot details she’s given, which is a demeanour our main client is pretty bothered by, therefore she always makes sure to shut up and behave around them.

Two coworkers of mine, me, the Big Boss and our client were arranging and planning a few things, when she burst into the room, not noticing the BB and the Client, who were at that moment having coffe behind the door and she went “ooooh, you know what they say about Louis Tomlinson not actually being the father of his child? Looks like it’s true after all, even though it’s been ages!”

We didn’t have time to gesture to her, that my client appeared from behind the door all frowny and straight faced “yeah, the same ages it took you to dig this oh-so-shocking information up, with that quick, sharp rate of yours you’ll have to start working on the next campaign tomorrow morning if I want it out before 2036″.


Do you want to know the real reason why I left National City? I wasn’t happy.