just a little bragging

he likes to read

(this wants with all its heart to be a multichapter fic but i need instant gratification sooo)

He likes to read.

He likes to read and Kent likes him, and he really doesn’t know what to do about this fact.

Kent ran into him – well, ran past him, really – on a morning jog, in a usually deserted area of the community park where trees have been planted and are carefully watered to give the appearance of a verdant, lush grove in the middle of sunny, dusty Nevada. He was standing against a tree and reading, and when Kent jogged back to ask what he was doing, the man laughed and pointed to his book. Walden.

Kent’s never read it. The man shrugs. “It’s about a man who gave up his whole life to go live in the woods,” he says. “I used to go to Walden Pond and re-read it once a summer. But now I’m here and, well… this is as close to the woods as I can get.”

His name is James. He’s a high school English teacher. He shakes Kent’s sweaty hand and asks his name, what he does for a living.

Kent blinks at him hard. “You…” he starts. He was about to say, you don’t know?

“Me? You do me?” James cracks a smile. “Is that a pick-up line?”

His smile is sunny, and Kent breaks a little bit inside. He finds himself quickly enough to say, “Would it work?”

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Bet on It

Summary: Tom tries not to curse for a whole 24 hours.

Tom has a habit of cursing. A lot. Whether it was when you two were watching a scary movie (”FUCK! Shit, no, no. Don’t go in that door, you fucking idiot!”), watching you get ready for a date (”Holy shit, you look absolutely stunning.”), in interviews (”I literally, like, ate shit… sorry Sony.”), playing video games with his brothers (”Fuck OFF, Sam! And… Harry, stop being a dick.”), basically all the time (”Babe, I can’t help it. I’m from England, it’s what we do!”).

There wasn’t anything wrong with it, and you didn’t mind. It was cute, a part of his charm.

When you two were cleaning up your breakfast dishes, Tom cried out: “Fuck!” which was closely followed by a clatter of glass hitting the floor.

“Shit, sorry, babe. I broke a glass. Look, it’s not my fault though,” he said, trying to save himself.

You sighed gently and turned to find a dustpan and broom: “What do you mean it’s not your fault? You’re the one who dropped the glass?” you asked, laughing.

“Fuck, sorry. I’m an idiot,” he said, standing in the same spot while you began to clean up his mess.

“That you are, Holland,” you teased.

“Fuck off.”

“I sometimes wonder if a day goes by where you don’t react to things by cursing,” you wondered, throwing away the glass. “You know what’s a good idea?” your face lit up. “I bet you that you can’t go a whole 24 hours without cursing.”

“What does the winner get?” Tom asked, intrigued and always up for some competition.

“50 pounds, bragging rights… Maybe something else later,” you jokingly winked.

“Oh, it’s on, darling,” Tom shook your hand. “Set the alarm now. This time tomorrow you’ll be fishing 50 pounds from your pocket.”

You wanted to win the bet. Not necessarily for the money, it was really a pride thing.

During the rest of the day and night, you tried everything in your power to catch Tom slipping. One of the most entertaining parts of the bet was seeing what alternatives to curse words he chose.

You waited in a dark corner to yell and scare him, resulting in him yelling, “AH! Ff–rick! Don’t do that!”

You suggested watching a scary movie, as Tom could never resist yelling at the two dimensional people on the screen. This resulted in him stuffing his mouth with popcorn and his fist to try and resist the urge to curse out the characters.

When getting ready for bed, you teased him, badly.

“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing, babe. It won’t work,” Tom said.

“What? I’m not doing anything,” you said, acting clueless. You were changing into your pajamas, shedding your clothes, revealing your lace underwear and bra set.

Tom moaned in protest, “Don’t do this… stuff to me right now. I’m weak! Did you flipping change into that? While we were watching the movie?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Holland,” you smirked, getting into your pajama bottoms and top and joining Tom in bed. “I told you I had to go to the bathroom.”

“Listen, I’m going to win this bet. And, the only way I can do that is if I go to bed right now. So, I’ll see you in the morning. Goodnight, I love you,” he turned to kiss you. You leaned it, but just as his lips were about to press into yours, you slowly backed away.

“I’ll give you a kiss if you win the bet,” you said.

He grumbled in protest: “I can’t wait until this is over.”

The next morning, you and Tom were able to sleep in. An alarm woke both of you up, but, I didn’t set an alarm, you thought. Shit, that was the bet, wasn’t it?

“Ugh, Tom,” you said, groggily. “I think the bet’s ove–”

“FUCK YEAH IT IS!” he yelled, fully awake now, fist pumping in the air. “I won! I won! I went a whole 24 hours, babe. Please crown me victor and pay up. Now, for the bragging… I just wanted to say you’re a teasing little shit, aren’t you? You lost! I won! I can’t believe I did that! I’m so fucking proud of myself. I’m the shit! Woo!” he rambled. “Now… for that little something else?”

Tags for these lovely ladies!: @lovelyimagines @tomshollandss @hufflepuffholland@itsybitsypetey@thesprintersoldier

Soooooooo just a little brag but APPARENTLY THE TARGET RETALES PODCAST GOT ON THE TOP COMEDY CHARTS IN GERMANY??? So that’s super cool. Also, my vacation has come to sort of an end, and business me is back, so expect episode two this week!!! 


Breaking my silence with good news…


I’m so happy that I’m giving you the pleasure of seeing the flustercuck that is my face

It wasn’t the smoothest ride, but I’m not going to take this time to list all the things in my life that went to shit. Instead, I’m going to focus on the the things that I’m proud of. 

Also, I kinda feel like I deserve bragging rights. Just a little bit.

After I tanked my GPA on my third and fourth semester, I took an entire year off that following semester because I had my daughter. People were telling me to drop out, because it’s hard to go to school full time while taking care of a child and to be honest I thought about it. Then I thought about my parents and all the time and money they have put in to make sure I get the best education that they can afford to get me, so I wasn’t going to just let it all go to shit because I had a baby. 

I’ve had relatives telling me that I’m a horrible mother because I would leave my child for hours during the day to go to class, or to go to a study group, or something that has to do with school. 

I’ve had friends telling me that my degree would be useless because all I’m going to be was a mother/housewife and that I better use that money for something more suitable, like a cooking class. 

But guess what bitches? I fucking made it. 

And I graduated cum laude. 

In your fucking faces. 

anonymous asked:

Can I pls pls request anything with seven as a dad ? Like oml this is a fantasy of mine. I want seven with baby tomatoes pls HAVE AN AMAZING DAY U AMAZING PPL

Why, yes love, you can~!


707 / Luciel / Saeyoung as a Dad

  • He wanted kids with MC, but he was a little afraid of turning into his mother at first.
  • You encourage him with “You’re going to be a better parent than your mother was“ speeches
  • Would stay up bugging you about what ifs and planning for the kids’ futures
  • The first time he holds his firstborns, he legit ugly cried
  • He would be peeking at the nursery everyday before he goes and visits you
  • Very protective : he would make sure that none of his enemies ever touch a single hair on his kids’ heads
  • Hands-on dad; he doesn’t mind changing diapers and getting puked on at all
  • Just look at him, he looks so happy and content with his mini tomatoes
  • Brags about his kids A LOT
  • You’re just a little scared when you’re out grocery shopping and ask for updates though
  • Because he sends you photoshopped pictures of the kids in different backgrounds and matching adventures
  • Saeyoung wtf are you actually doing with the kids asdfghjkl IS IT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR AN UPDATE
  • When the twins are a little older, you’d find him playing with them when he’s not busy
  • You always find him passed out on the floor with the kids sprawled over him
  • Well okay, he admittedly spoils them a lot, but he’s also good at disciplining them
  • You’d think it was bad enough with the twins, but wait until he gets a daughter
  • Expect lots of princess outfits (both for him and your daughter)
  • They’re so inseparable that you’re beginning to get jealous
  • All your kids’ first words would be “papa“ (nyaha too bad, MC)
  • Takes them on camping trips when they’re older
  • Never misses a school performance even when he’s busy (he asks Saeran to proxy for him lmao Saeyoung you cheat)
  • Teaches his kids survival tips and more (bullies are afraid of his kids)
  • He can finally upgrade from pranking Yoosung to cracking DAD JOKES
  • Needless to say, he wouldn’t be a perfect dad per se, but he’d be one of the best dads there ever were.

I just had to brag about my little 1 year old torbie named Caliope. Her favorite toys are her little mice(she even takes them to bed with her.) She still has a kitten’s meow, and loves to cuddle. Oh and she likes to wake me up at 3am to try and ask for food. She’s lovely. ☺️

She looks like a cat with no regrets.

The Birthday Brag

Summary: While Rumple and Belle prepare for Gideon’s first birthday party, Rumple surprises Belle with a special gift. He also brags about Gideon just a little. Based on set spoilers for OUAT episode 7x04. 

A/N: Cotton candy fluff from Rumple’s POV. The Gold Family!Verse alters the course of canon after 3A–Nealfire never dies, and he’s raising Henry with Emma and Regina (SwanFireQueen yaasss!) Pushing through writer’s block so if this sucks, please be kind. Thanks to @magnoliatattoo, who makes everything I write better. <3 @still-searching47, I finished it. 

ON AO3 | Gold Family!Verse

Rumplestiltskin tapped Belle on the shoulder and beckoned her closer with a playful smile.

She turned away from the bunches of white, gold, and blue balloons she was arranging into clusters for Gideon’s birthday party on the front deck of Granny’s Diner and smiled at him. “What?”

“I’d like a private moment with my wife,” he drawled, grabbing her hand and yanking her into his arms. He pulled her behind a an elephant ear plant, its broad leaves shielding them from the street and the prying eyes of people passing by. Belle tilted her head in the way he loved and blinked, the look that told him her brain was at work, trying to figure him out. He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles.

“You have me alone,” she teased huskily, sliding her arms around his neck.

Several untethered balloons slipped loose from their ribbons and floated up into the cloudless afternoon sky, the breeze carrying them high above Storybrooke and over the forest canopy. From where he sat strapped in his high chair, one-year-old Gideon stabbed a chubby finger toward the flying balloons and squealed in delight.

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Castle Fanfic: Worry Later 1/1

Worry Later

A Caskett 2x14 AU

This is an extreeeemely late birthday fic for our favorite Prompt Overlord, @inkstainedcoffeecup. Although this one isn’t a prompt of yours, I hope you enjoy it anyway, Lou! <3

“I need a date.”

Lanie looks at her as if she has sprouted a second head or started speaking in tongues. Truthfully, she hadn’t quite meant to put it out there just that plainly, but she’s battling the agitated flutter of her heart right now and if she doesn’t do something about it soon, she won’t.

“What?” her friend asks, her eyes narrowing. “Repeat that, because I know I didn’t hear you right.”

“A date. A guy. A man,” Kate says, gaining steam and courage with it. See, she can do it, too. She can get a date with someone attractive and successful, and she doesn’t need to be on some pathetic ‘Most Eligible’ list to do it. She just needs a little help from a friend. And only because Lanie seems to know everyone. “You’re always trying to set me up with people, so here I am. I’m game. What have you got?”

One of her friend’s eyebrows skyrockets. “Okay, what’s gotten into you?”

Ugh, Lanie. Don’t ask that. She doesn’t want to talk about interviews and assumptions, or her infuriating shadow. She just wants her friend to help her out.

“I get so wrapped up in work all I want to do is go home where it’s quiet, and I’m so tired of quiet I want…”

“Castle,” Lanie offers, crossing her arms over her chest, her lips curling in challenge.

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Control Ch. 3

This chapter is lighter, no smut, nothing too dramatic, just Jumin and MC getting tense. I’ll be back a little later to post some slightly smutty scenarios. Hope you still enjoy this!

You turn your head to find Seven and a soft smirk. You scoff lightly.

“You know damn well what I’ve been up to, Seven.”

“Yeah… I just wanted to brag a little. Go on, tell everybody.”

“Tell what?” Jaehee asks, confused.

“I just started this internship at this publicity agency. Seven might have or might have not sent my résumé to them, since I don’t remember sending one myself.”

“You need to start eating food with omega 3 to stimulate your memory, MC, you’re too young to keep forgetting things.” He smiles teasingly, you just roll your eyes and smile, the first true smile of the day.


“There’s something I’ve been wondering if you’d be willing to try.” He says, looking down, you swear he is even blushing a little.

“Go on, tell me.” You say, your hand grabs his in reassurance.

“Remember when you told me I should research things that can be of my interest in bed? I did a little one…”

“Okay. And?”

“Well, I’ve been interested in bondage, MC. Do you… do you know what bondage is?”

“I do, yeah… what about it?”

“I… right, just… know I don’t want to hurt you, MC. And it’s not about restraining you or… it’s just…”

“Having me under your control.”

He lets out a breathless chuckle. “Exactly. I… hope you don’t get me wrong on this, my love.”

“Jumin, honey… it’s fine. Don’t feel bad for taking interest in new things and wanting to try them. Stop repressing yourself, you did this for too long now…” now your both hands hold his. “So, uhm… what will you use to tie my wrists?”

This moment earned a new meaning to Jumin as months passed by. It used to be a sweet memory, the exact time when he knew that no matter what, he could be comfortable on his own skin when you were around, you made him feel comfortable, adequate, normal… happy for having someone who could understand him and support him.

Now, it’s a reminder of how stupid he was over you, it was a warning about who you really were, and he was so caught up under your spell he didn’t even notice. His lack of good sense hit exponential numbers when it concerned you, and maybe still does, since the first thing he did when you walked in that hall for that party was saying huskly “We need to talk”, dragging you to the closest empty room and… well, not talking at all.

But… what would he even talk about? He said it all that night you left, you probably said everything as well. You were scared of him, you lied and he couldn’t forgive you for lying. Neither of you could trust each other. Period.

So why is he still thinking about this? Why did his body claim yours so naturally in that room? Why watching you smile sweetly and laugh of Yoosung takes him back immediately back to that afternoon you showed up at his penthouse and introduced yourself as MC from the messenger?

“You missed this too, huh?” V comes behind him and rocks his shoulder playfully, waking him up from the trance. “RFA parties.” He explains, almost guessing Jumin was wondering if he was talking about something else.

“This isn’t a RFA party, it’s a C & R event.”

“Well, it’s a party, RFA is all here, so… no, but come to think of it, the guest list wasn’t in charge of the guest’s list coordinator, so yeah, it’s not a RFA party even though the whole RFA is here after a long time.”

“RFA and an intruder. Why did you invite her?”

“I told you. I wanted to call a meeting for RFA members. Last time I checked, MC is still a member.”

“Because Luciel didn’t delete her user from the server, even though she doesn’t log in for months.”

“Oh, so you noticed too?” he grins, and Jumin rolls his eyes. How couldn’t he notice, you were online in almost every chat before… all that.

“I don’t want her here, Jihyun. After everything she did, I…”

“Yes, but you see, you keep not telling me what she did that was so despicable, so… if I don’t know, I can’t judge, so she’s welcome here. And I’m not the only one who thinks that.”

Jumin watches as everybody in that table is laughing, even Jaehee, he rarely sees her smiling so genuinely, of course you are playing a role in this.

“Knowing you, you wouldn’t judge her even if I told you what she did.”

“Try me.”

“Nice try. I… I don’t even want to think of this again, so forget it.”

“I will. But then you can’t complain about having her here. Come on, let’s mingle.”

Jumin walks to that table as if his shoes are stuffed with iron, he’s almost dragging himself there, feeling completely inappropriate as your back is getting closer, the same back he had against his body some minutes ago… ugh… how can something so good at the moment make him feel so nauseous a little later?

“Finally! I was wondering if you guys left!” Zen greets them with a teasing tone.

“Of course not, we were just playing hosts, maybe you all should do the same. This is a RFA event, even though it doesn’t look like one.”

“We will, we will, after we catch up on MC’s life a little…” Yoosung shrugs and doesn’t even look at V. You chuckle, some things haven’t changed…

“I told you. There’s nothing much! I started at this internship. Yes, Seven, thank you.”

“My pleasure.” He raises his Dr. Pepper can.

“And uhm… well, I’m working on my term paper, as I’m about to graduate and… that’s pretty much it.”

“Yeah, yeah… we heard about this already. What about your love life, MC?” Seven gags on his Dr. Pepper, Yoosung and Jaehee stop breathing. You knew this was coming, Zen wouldn’t waste an opportunity to make Jumin uncomfortable, he doesn’t even know what happened, but he definitely took your side, and he probably waited for this moment in a while, you can even imagine him rehearsing this exact line.

“I see you’re still smooth, Zen. If you want to ask me out, just do so.” Zen gasps a little, then he blushes and looks away. You smile in satisfaction, and though you cannot see him, you’re pretty sure Jumin is smirking a little too… not that you care, you just can’t let Zen use you to affect Jumin.

“I’m glad you’re catching up, but I think we should take this moment that everybody is together to discus about the elephant in the room.” V says bluntly.

“Yes, RFA’s future.” Jaehee states, taking a sip of her wine.

“What future? We haven’t even discussed hosting parties after MC… left.” Seven says while typing on his phone.

“And now she’s here, that makes me assume she’s willing to… go back to her duty.”

You knew this subject would be brought up eventually, but you didn’t really prepare yourself for a definitive answer, which is probably what V wants.

“I would want to put this for a voting.” Jumin says looking at his wine.

“Put what for a voting?” you turn your head like your worst enemy is ready to stab you on your back.

“Your permanence as RFA guest list’s coordinator.” His eyes meet yours, all you see is coldness.

“I see. Putting it for a vote implies you have grounds on why I shouldn’t stay.”

“I was about to get there. Yes, I do. My grounds are that you were absent from your duty for half a year, which makes you unqualified for this job.”

“I logged in to that chatroom almost every day. There was nothing about a party, so I decided to focus on college.”

“And on work?” he asks bluntly, but only you can sense the judgmental tone.

“Yes. You got a problem with that?”

“What you do with your life is none of my concerns, MC.”

“Thank you, so you do admit putting it for a vote is pathetic.” You turn your back on him. What is this taste rising in your mouth? Victory?

“I don’t think putting it for a vote is pathetic.” Seven says, his eyes finally look away from his phone. What the fuck? “I think it would be interesting, somehow.”

“Seriously? Why?”

“Well, V wants her to stay, and though V is our so called leader, decisions concerning RFA’s future should be decided for all RFA members. But that’s just what I think.” And he goes back to his phone. Oh… so this is not about you, this is about V. Everything has been about V with Seven ever since your first RFA party.

“Couldn’t agree more, Luciel.” V says, Seven doesn’t answer.

“Well… I think we have a good fair of members who want this voting…” Jaehee says carefully, but when she says “great amount” you know she means “V”, sometimes you think she respects him more than her own boss. “I won’t oppose.”

“Fair enough. Let’s put it for a vote, then.Oh, and since I’m in trial here, apparently, I’ll abstain my voting.” You say, you didn’t want to come off so salty, but it’s impossible.

“I think MC should stay.”

“Me too.” Zen and Yoosung don’t even think, they just answer. Gogh, you missed Yoosung so much! And Zen… is obviously trying to make it up for trying to use you before. You know his intentions are always good, but if Jumin is in the way, he lacks a little bit of good sense… hum, funny, you could be easily describing yourself  right now.

“I’ll… abstain myself.” Jaehee says looking down, then she throws a quick glance to you. And, with that, you know you have her loyalty, but… she can’t really compromise herself with her boss like this. You glance back and smile at her in reassurance. No words need to be exchanged between you.

“I vote for her to leave, as I explained my reason before.”

“Reasons would imply that you’re being reasonable, Jumin. Which is not the case.” You mutter.

“I… also vote for MC to leave.” V says. What? Oh… you might have his assistant’s loyalty, but of course you wouldn’t have his best friend’s. And V probably knows all Jumin’s side on this. Ugh… that’s so stupid.

“Okay, so It’s a tie. Seven has the deciding vote.” Zen says, all the eyes in the table go straight to him.

Seven keeps typing without any expression in his face. At this point, you don’t even care what he decides, you have no clue on what he’s thinking! Even Jumin is easier to read for you.

Do you want to stay? Do you want to leave? Is it worth staying in a group where two people don’t consider you welcome? But is it right that you leave just because one of these people is your childish scared of conflicts ex-fiancée? You… honestly don’t know.

“Luciel… what’s your vote?” Jaehee asks impatiently.

“Hmmm… what do you think I should vote for, MC?”

Chapter 4 will be out next week!  

Chapter 2 | Chapter 4 

A little off topic but...

I just need to brag about something for  minute. A few days ago I attended a Panic! at the Disco concert. Of course I loved it, Brendon Urie is perfection, but the bragging is actually more about the audience than the band.

When we first got into the venue, a fairly large place that had completely sold out, there were thousands of people there, a handful of girls (and probably guys too but I never actually saw any guys doing it) were handing out little paper hearts in an entire rainbow of colors. On these hearts were instructions on what to do with them.

Fast forward to near the end of the concert, the song Girls/Girls/Boys started playing. Which, for those of you who don’t know, has become P!ATD’s symbol of gay rights. When the song started, nearly the entire audience took out their cell phones, turned on their flashlights, and held the paper hearts up to them. This created a rainbow of colored lights as a backdrop to the song.

Even Urie was speechless at the end. He asked the audience to hold their hearts up proud. Never in my life did I expect to see such an outpouring of true, pure, unadulterated love in the heart of the “bible belt.” To everyone who participated in this in any way, shape, or form, thank you.

✨My opinion so far/Theory to get to Level 18 on Dream daddy: A Dad Dating Simulator!✨

I’ll put this under read more just to be safe but If you do decide to read up, just know this contains spoilers! 💕

I’m defenetly down to talk about DDADDS with anyone, just not about things I haven’t touched on in the post! I’m still trying to figure everything out on my own ((If you want to talk about Level 18 PLEASE don’t call it something else aside from Level 18 since other names for it are spoilers on their own))))

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Happy birthday Addy !!!

@tvshows-addict I know I’ve already said it to you but I wanted to say it here because you deserve all the love, always <3 

Last night, we got this gem :

It’s so cute and we can’t get enough of it so obviously it reminds me of you :) So I thought I would send you all the tummy™ pics and gifs I could find … for your eyes only !

Look at this cocky boy !! Tommo the tease yeah …. ;)

Fly my little butterfly, flyyyyyyyy 

And now with the boyfriend, can you believe these soft tummies touch ??? 

He’s like “come and get it” ! who could resist him ???

Originally posted by back-toxthe-start

Light chest hair, curves, caramel skin, cute belly … Harry is sooooo lucky !! (bloody hell !)

He can’t stop touching, who can blame him, seriously !!! 😩

Finally, he had to show a little bit of the Tummy™ in his music video because he knows we love it !!! This man is so thoughtful !

I hope you had a good time watching these pics as much as I had putting them together :)

You’re a wonderful friend, always so cheerful and kind. On top of that you’re a fantastic writer and you help me dive into this amazing world of fanfiction when I need to get away from the real world so thank you so much !!! 

Can I just brag a little ? because I’m the only one on this website who slept with you so yeah, I wanted to throw this out there :P

Anyway, I can’t wait to see you again in a month and laugh with you !!! It’s gonna be such a nice couple of days I can feel it <3

Joyeux anniversaire ma belle 😘

(PS : none of these gifs/pics are mine so kudos to the owners/gifmakers)


Now it’s time for our precious maknae, Jeon Jungkook

  • All of the father related posts are here
  • Father of two, a lil boy and girl
  • They’re actually twins
  • The lil boy looks a lot more like Kook and the lil girl definitely looks a bit more like you 
  • He does cry when they’re born, he doesn’t go into full on sobbing but he does have a few tears running down his cheeks and the biggest grin you’ve ever seen him smile on his face
  • He holds his lil girl first while you hold your son and he’s just so amazed and he can’t help but gently touch her cheek to make sure she’s real and her lil hand grabs his finger and she's s o lil and he just melts
  • He’s a bit worried at first bc he’s never had children and “oh my god he’s crying, is he okay, should I take him to the hospital what do I do I NEED JIN HYUNG”
  • Tbh Jin’s on speed dial for the first few months
  • He’s a quick learner though so it doesn’t take him long to get used to the idea of being a father but every now and then something happens and Jin gets a call at 3 in the morning with a panicked Kookie
  • “Hyung she fell what dO I DO”
  • “pick her up??”
  • He’s super nervous when they start walking bc he says they purposely team up on him and walk in different directions
  • He ends up running back and forth between them to stabilize them every few seconds and he’s just a panting mess by the end of it and his lil bbys are just giggling bc they thought it was just a game of tag or something
  • They’re actually pretty mischievous
  • They purposely wiggle around when Kook’s dressing them bc they find it amusing to watch him try not to get frustrated
  • Putting on their socks are the worst bc then they kick their lil feet so he can’t even grab them
  • It takes like ten minutes just to dress one of them and by the time he has one done, the other’s already taken off all of Kook’s hard work and they just play the game over and over again until kook eventually gets smart enough to ask you for help
  • They behave for you though and you manage to dress them both in under two minutes and kook is just like h o w
  • Despite their love of messing with their father, they truly do love him
  • One night, lil princess has a bad dream and she just comes into your room and pats kook’s hand bc it’s hanging off the bed and it’s the only thing she can reach
  • He wakes up pretty easily bc dad mode kicks in when he hears her sniffle and then she’s immediately in his arms
  • His arms are so strong and comforting around her and he holds her against his chest and he’s just pressing kisses to the top of her head and whispering to her
  • “It’s okay, appa’s here, you’re safe, I promise nothing will hurt you while I’m here”
  • The thing that calms her down the most is when he sings to her so he starts humming her favorite song and strokes her hair back so he can wipe her lil cheeks off 
  • He sings to them a lot
  • His favorite time to sing to them is when they’re taking their baths bc that’s when they clap along for him and he somehow ends up putting on a full show for them
  • He starts dancing Danger for them in their lil bathroom and they’ve both got their hair up in soap mohawks bc Kooks a child and they’re both giggling s o loudly and clapping their lil hands for their father
  • He performs upon request
  • “Appa, do the shoulder dance!!!”
  • “No appa, do the rolling one!”
  • He also really enjoys singing them their lullabies bc he sits in their bed with them and he has his lil boy’s head against his side and his lil girl is hugging his leg and they’re both fighting off sleep but it’s really hard bc kook’s really warm and his hands are rubbing their backs
  • They come to the studio with him a lot
  • His twins both copy his every movement when he dances bc they think he’s a really good dancer and they want to learn how
  • He, Hobi and Chim often give them some simple choreography to practice bc bts’s choreo is a bit intense for four year olds
  • But they take it s o seriously and they dance away in their lil corner of the studio and every now and then, kook gives them a sign of approval or corrects them
  • They both adore Chim bc they always see Kook with him and he always shares his ice cream with them
  • Lil boy’s favorite spot to be is on top of kook’s shoulders bc “whoa appa you’re tall”
  • He likes to kick his lil feet and just hangs onto kooks hair and looks around at everyone
  • Lil girl would much rather just be carried bc she can fully relax against kook and she can use his shoulder a pillow and he always wraps her up in his jacket when it’s cold
  • He’s super supportive of them no matter what they do
  • His lil girl gets into sports while his lil boy gets into dance (even though they both love to dance) and he’s honestly the loudest dad there
  • He just cheers and jumps up every time lil girl earns a point for her team and he just brags about how “that’s my little girl, that’s my daughter”
  • He’s also their giant teddy bear
  • Whenever they want hugs, they just climb into his lap and hug him as tight as they can
  • Family cuddles are his favorite bc then he has you on one shoulder, his lil boy laying on his chest and his lil girl on the other shoulder and it’s just a lil bubble of love and he loves it
  • He’s just a really good father and it’s such a nice thought

love-elizabeth-the-3rd  asked:

Hi hi! Just for fun I wanted to ask like, imagine MC comes into the C&R building to help Jumin out with something since she has a special skill in a certain area he could use (for example she can speak a certain language other's can't translate there and they have client coming in that only speaks that language) or like anything that would have her work there for the day, but like he soon finds that MC is actually a pretty good business person despite no experience or never studying it?

( ᐛ )و I wish I could be like this.

He was so confused. He just wanted to bring you into the office and show you around. He wanted to brag just a little about his business, and the way your eyes lit up looking at everything made him smile.

He was not expecting it to lead to you actually coming into a meeting of his and interrupting the speakers and correcting them. You had pointed out their numbers were off, that they’re translations were messed up, and that they actually ended up getting numbers for a completely different issue due to the translation error.

Sure enough, when he looked up the translations, his team did mess up. He didn’t know if he should feel embarrassed, proud of you, or disappointed in his team.

He ended up settling for all three. Covering up his embarrassment, he berated his team for their horrible research. Who decided on being translator? Why did they even begin to think they were qualified? Did they lie on their resume? Could they not even do a simple search to make sure they were correct, or even confess they were in over their head?

After a stern lecture, he ended up dismissing them to be left alone with you. You sheepishly apologized for ruining the meeting, but he wasn’t having any of that.

“Why didn’t you tell me you could figure out numbers that quickly? I didn’t even notice the mistake. Have you worked in this field before?”

“I…Haven’t even had a job before, Jumin. I thought it was…Just obvious…”

He continued to praise you, all while mentally figuring out how much wine he could drink to stop feeling like all his years studying for C&R were wasted if you were able to walk in and fix something like it was nothing.

 Maybe commoner schools were actually getting better? Oh no…

(゚⊿゚) I hope this is what you meant, if not, feel free to send another in! (You can do that anyway though orz)

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On The Importance Of Cunnilingus

We were discussing how Finn probably didn’t go down on Raven or Clarke and well, then things spiraled.  Set at some point during season one.  For the salt cellar. 

Bellamy was working on repairing a section of the wall when he overheard two of the delinquents snickering.  He set down the makeshift hammer and listens, because teenage criminals laughing is now something that makes him a little anxious.  It’s not much, just idiot kids bragging about sex, but when he heard the first boy laughing about getting his dick sucked and walking away, Bellamy decided he needed to do something about it.

That night, he cornered the two he overheard a short distance from the fire.  “I hear you’re enjoying your freedom,” he said as intimidatingly as possible.  They exchanged worried looks, and Bellamy arched an eyebrow.  “But before anything else happens in my camp, I think we need to talk about how you’re treating Ursula.”  (He’d asked Miller for the latest gossip as surreptitiously as he could before starting this, and according to him, Isaac— the blond, skinny one— was mostly hooking up with Ursula.  The other one— who had encouraged him in laughing about hitting it and quitting it— had several sticks in the fire, but had been thus far unsuccessful.  Probably for good reason.)

Isaac looked relieved.  “She’s into it, I swear,” he said, and his friend (Martin, Miller said) nodded rapidly.

“It’s not about that.  It’s about being a good partner,” Bellamy said, and he heard a dry snort that could only belong to Miller from his side.  “You have something to add?” he asked his friend.

“Probably not, if it’s about sex with women.  But I’m still gonna listen,” he said, and sat down next to Martin and Isaac with an expression of faux-interest.

Bellamy rolled his eyes.  “Look, I get it,” he started, and Martin and Isaac exchange a look.  “We’re— we’re a lot freer here, and you might not have been able to…be with someone so easily on the Ark.”  He couldn’t condemn them for it— he’d certainly had his fun the first few days— but he’d realized something from being with Raven.  She’d initially tried to wave him off when he kissed her hipbone, and it was only after a quick conversation that she’d agreed.

And then, the second his tongue touched her clit and her fingers started tugging on his hair and he realized that Finn, in all likelihood, was one of those guys.  The guys who, for whatever reason, felt that their pleasure was most important.  A lot of times it was based on ignorance, or shyness, or even just a mistaken belief that for men, sex had to involve an orgasm and for women, it didn’t.

And Bellamy was not about to let that continue.  Not in his camp.  “But if you’re going to expect oral sex from someone, you have to be willing to give it in return,” he said, and Isaac’s eyes got wide.  “So first up, communication.”

“Wait, you’re going to give lessons?” Miller asked gleefully.

“We’re going to talk about communication,” he growled, but already Miller’s laughter was drawing over a few more curious ears.  Fine then— they’d all learn the importance of reciprocal oral sex and the female orgasm.  “Any time you’re entering into a sexual relationship, you have to be able to ask your partner what they want.  This goes for men or women, by the way.”

“I’d like some tips, actually, if that’s on the table, ” a guy named Sterling said as he took a seat next to Miller.

“That’s not what I’m doing.  Now, it’s important to ask what they’re comfortable with, but it is also equally important that you be an enthusiastic partner.  You can all have your own limits, but I personally think that if it’s something you want to be done to you, you should also be willing to do it for your partner.  There’s always exceptions, but—”

“– this is the worst sex lesson I’ve ever heard,” Clarke interrupted.  “And why the hell are you doing this?”

Bellamy glanced at her and took in her amused grin and the way the firelight played in her hair.  He wanted to say  I’m doing this because I know there’s no chance in hell Finn went down on you, but for one thing, that’s not something you say to your co-leader.  And for another thing, the thought of Clarke splayed out across his furs, his head between her thighs, suddenly made it hard to breathe, much less think.  “Because I think there needs to be a little more equality in the orgasms around here,” he said, and Clarke laughed.

“We’re talking cunnilingus, right?” she asked cheerfully, and at the shocked gasps from the now-crowd huddling around them she grinned.  “Okay, who knows where the clitoris is?” she asked, and  Miller had never looked more entertained.

Bellamy leaned his lips down to near her ear.  “I was planning on doing more like, general consent and enthusiasm,” he whispered.

“And that is both boring and not super helpful,” she said.  “Well, that’s not entirely true.  But Pike did drill us all pretty thoroughly on consent, right?” Clarke directed the last bit at the group, and Bellamy was met with a chorus of yes means yes and giggles.  “Right.  So, your partner has given you an enthusiastic yes.  Now, the clit.  Who can tell me where that is?”

What followed were some of the most painful minutes of Bellamy’s life, because it was Clarke and she was talking about cunnilingus and damn, not only did she know what she was talking about, she was hot and pretty and smart and funny and he would do anything to spend the rest of the night with his face buried between her legs.  But she was with Finn— or at least that mess wasn’t completely over— so he had to let that go.  

Clarke was now discussing when to add digital penetration while licking a clit, and he decided to jump back in.  “Not everyone likes that,” he countered, and Clarke raised an eyebrow.  “I’m just saying, your partner can tell you what they want.  And if you’re the person receiving, don’t be afraid to speak up.”

“So you’re saying you like them talkative?” she teased, and there was another chorus of giggles.

I’m saying I want to hear you beg for it, he wanted to say.  “I’m just emphasizing the importance of communication on both sides,” he said instead, and maybe it was a trick of the firelight, but he could have sworn that Clarke’s eyes darkened for a second, like she knew what he was thinking.

“Man, this is the weirdest foreplay I’ve ever witnessed,” Miller muttered under his breath, and Bellamy wanted to kick him in the shins.

Clarke clucked her tongue and turned back to the crowd, and Bellamy allowed himself a small smile.

Because whatever this was between them— it wasn’t over.  Not by a long shot.

Proud brag tv really can make you better lol

Just needed to have a little brag cause im pretty happy with life at the moment. So after discovering big bang theory quite a few years ago (when i was alot less happy with life) and getting way too emotionally attached to Sheldon, Amy and the whole Shamy relationship, i decided i really wanted to see a live taping. Seems like something easily achievable except i live in the middle of nowhere in Western Australia and dont have a high paying job (flights and accommodation to here are expensive) But i worked super hard to improve in my job (even got a promotion) and saved hard and finally managed to get to one last year, loved it so much that as soon as i got over the almost 30hrs of travel home, started saving again. So so so proud to say im back in the USA to go see this awesome show again. People think im crazy but its actually improved my life getting involved in these quirky characters because the show pushed me to save and travel. Long post and no one probably cares anyway but im happy :)

They’re always the youngest people in there, but it’s a good pub, none-the-less.

Warnings: Alcohol

The Railway Inn was a quaint little spot full of friendly and familiar faces, and the only place Lance can get his big, beefy boyfriend to take him out to when he convinces him for a night on the town.

“You sure we couldn’t try a club?” Lance asked brightly.

Shiro just laughed. “Try a younger man, sweetheart.”

And of course Lance can’t do that, because Hunk doesn’t like to go out (so Keith won’t go out either) and Pidge doesn’t drink, and really he just wants to go out and dance with his fella, maybe show him off a little.

So they go to the pub two blocks from their apartment, on the corner, by the traffic light.

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