Imagine your daughter helping Sam to plan your wedding

“What colour dress do you want?” Sam asked, kissing Katie’s cheek as she sat on his lap.

“For the weddin’?” she clarified, and he nodded.

“Mmhm,” he hummed, opening the wedding binder you’d been slowly working on.

Currently, the only thing you’d decided on was venue, so Sam wanted to enlist your daughters help to speed things along.

“What colour is Mommy’s?”

Sam laughed slightly. 

“Mommy’s will be white, sweetie,” he reminded her, and Katie nodded.

“I like lellow,” she told her father, while pointing at the page in front of her.

There was a floral arrangement that you’d liked as a bouquet, some of the flowers a beautiful pastel yellow colour.

“That’s super pretty,” Sam agreed, one arm wrapping around her waist and resting his chin atop her head. “I think that’d be beautiful.”

You walked into the room, grinning at the sight of the two people you loved more than anything in the world chatting away about your wedding.

“Mommy!” Katie grinned, reaching a hand out to you.

“Hey, Katie Cat,” you smiled, handing her the bowl of fruit you’d prepared as a snack and moving the binder out of the ‘splash zone’ from the orange.

“Kate wants a yellow dress,” Sam told you as you leaned across to kiss him softly.

“That’d be beautiful,” you agreed. “My little maid of honour in a pretty yellow dress, I like it.”

Your daughter grinned around a mouthful of pineapple, some of the juice running down the side of her chin.

“Maybe no pineapple while you’re in your pretty dress, huh?” Sam suggested, mopping up the juice with his sleeve. “Bit too messy.”

Daddy!Sam ‘verse

Like your great grandfather, like your grandfather-
flying is in your blood. The stars call to you. You’re a pilot.

For @hollyhark’s Kylux Daughter verse

As always, inspired by Holly’s Daughter verse (or more correctly, actively butchering her ideas lol). So I learned that their little girl loves flying and I was overwhelmed with feelings (;へ:)

So, some hug time

“But whatever things were gain to me, those things I have counted as loss for the sake of Christ. More than that, I count all things to be loss in view of the surpassing value of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whom I have suffered the loss of all things, and count them but rubbish so that I may gain Christ.”Philippians 3:7-8 What does it mean to gain Christ? To gain love, joy, peace, abundant life, to gain the incomparable glories of Heaven, to gain the ability to be effective, and productive in everything we do, to gain the privilege of being the children of God, everlasting life and much much more…

Verse of the Day : 25 February 2017

“Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity.”

Colossians 3:12-14 | NIV84

anonymous asked:

Scent headcannon! Most of the time, people smell like food or desirable things like popcorn and chocolate pretzels. But some people have scents that are more like pine forests and old books are telling of their passions or future careers. Omegas that smell like the sea are totally beach bodies. Alphas that smell like books and leather are going to be antique book collectors or librarians. Omegas that smell like stronger careers, like fire for a firefighter, might be looked at oddly by Alphas.

there is a ‘yes’ in my every ‘no’
and a 'no’ in my every 'yes’.
i am a puzzle that changes every minute-
like a labyrinth, you’ll be lost in.
i am fierce when you treat me
with too much care
and feisty when you treat me with too little.
let me let you in on a little secret-
even i don’t know what it is that i want,
but don’t ever say that to me,
for i know how to bloom beautifully
just as i know how to burn things to the ground.

Tanvi R - “Us, women”

midniteni  asked:

As your local scent headcanon goddess (aka vodka aunt), let me add on: Scents are different depending on where you live (like Omegas from the Mediterranean smell like grapes and Alphas from India smell like curry), this leads to people who just immigrated to America having a wild smack of smells in the face. Scents are typically faint (like you can only smell them if you're close to another person, but will get stronger with emotions. Often mates favorite food will be their mate's scent.