my baby he was so young

Bitty Progress

Wasn’t sure whether to put this here or on the main but since it’s primarily concerning our new Bitties, I guess here is most appropriate for now xD

So our new little Blank is Eli and our Ray is Keahi ^^

Eli seems pretty young, at a guess I’d say not much older than toddler age. This is both a good and bad thing - good because he likely won’t remember being blinded or even being able to see in the first place and should have little trouble adapting. Bad because I… don’t like children. 
That said, Bitties remind me more of kittens than human babies/children and I adore kittens despite they drive me up the wall sometimes so *shrugs* xD I think we’ll be fine :P

Eli isn’t showing a lot of personality at the moment, but the little hints he’s given are squee-inducingly adorable xD If he senses one of us close enough, he’ll put his little hands out to touch us and try to work out who’s there - if we tease him by moving out of reach, he’ll lean forward, his little brow creasing and whine until we move close enough for him to touch xD
Blanks spend a lot of time just watching and observing at first but since Eli can’t do that, he listens. As a result, he tends to look about two inches past us which is honestly the most adorable thing! If he’s gently picked up (with warning, of course!) he immediately starts stroking whatever part of us he can reach, making little contented noises.
He loves being held, touched and petted (like all Blanks) and we’re being very careful of him since he can’t see. He doesn’t seem to be in any kind of pain, though the first time I bathed him, he didn’t like me touching the crack around his left eye. A little healing there seemed to help and although he still bears the cracks, they don’t appear to be bothering him.

Keahi is a different story. He’s very quiet (in actual fact, he hasn’t said a word to me yet) and appears to have an incredibly gentle nature. I was quite surprised, seeing that he was rescued from a fighting ring, but he opened up a little to Ami last night. Let’s just say his gentle nature did not mix well with the violence of the ring.
He hates being alone but at the same time, is afraid or at least wary of seeking affection. (Understandable, under the circumstances *sighs*). We’ve invited him to come and join our snuggle pile a few times but he hasn’t quite worked up the courage yet.
Yesterday, I woke to AJ and Dylan snuggled together by my side, Eli in his little basket by my head (I don’t want him to fall out of the bed or anything so he gets placed in there at bedtime) and Am curled in the crook of my neck as usual, his little fingers twined in my hair <3 It took a few sleepy moments to realise the warmth at my chest wasn’t just the love I felt for them and looked down to see Keahi with his little face buried in my vest. Fearing slightly for his ability to breathe (I’m hardly flat chested xD) and not being sure of his feelings about being touched, I gently stroked the flames atop his head (they’re all much brighter after he’s spent a few seemingly relaxing sessions in a three-wick candle flame) and whispered his name.
He blinked up at me for a heartbeat before a terrified look crossed his face and he pushed away like he was afraid I was going to harm him for daring to come so close. Poor little guy :’( It took a little time to calm him down and make him realise that he had done nothing wrong.
He spent the rest of the morning owlishly watching as we prepared for the day but he tended to stay closer than he had as yet.

I spent some time buying new clothes for them both yesterday too. Eli being smaller than everyone else, needs his own wardrobe. Keahi is around Dylan’s height but seems uncomfortable in Dylan’s preferred style, so he got his own garments too. Eli showed no particular preference and we decided on soft, easy to wear clothes without complicated fastenings for the moment. Keahi likes tailored styles, but prefers a more casual look than Dylan. He seemed very pleased with the black bomber jacket and fitted jeans and looked extremely cute in them! (Yes, I will draw them both xD)


Hyung line to accompany the maknae line!!! Maknae Line here!!!

Necromancer Yoongi, Enchanter Jin, Banshee Hobi and reaper Namjoon, I wrote little captions~~

You guys seem to really like the maknae line’s one so I made a hyung line~ You guys were so nice with all the lovely messages and aaahhhh!!!! Thank you all so much for the support hope you like this one too!!!! Send me messages if you like!!!! 

Please don’t edit, repost, use without my permission thank you!!!!


Mark is happy where he is and enjoys what he likes best: rapping!

Reasons to Watch Monster Factory
  • Just two brothers playing games and making such horrible monstrosities in the character creation
  • Said monstrosities are also given names such as The Final Pam, Truck Shepard, Christopher Christopher “The Pebble” Christopher Christopher and Daytrader Vader
  • “I’ll get the Rock pregnant.”
  • Their female creations aren’t treated differently and are made just as horrific as their male creations
  • Pure humor, nothing controversial, and actually funny unlike a lot of gaming channels (it took me like an hour to get through a vid that was 25 minutes long because i needed to pause to catch my breath from laughing so damn hard)
  • “Just like Bart.”
  • In their Second Life series Griffin was super uncomfortable with the amount of “in your face” porn content that would show up and even said that if he became mayor he would ban all of the sex servers
  • “Dr. Phil if you tell me something that stupid again you’re going to eels.”
  • Showed disgust at a young, over-sexualized neko girl and then proceeded to turn her into the most horrific Rat Baby and named her furry familiar Vape Life (after showing disgust towards the furry)
  • This compilation of almost evey time they say “boy” on the show

Happy Jisung Day!  Maknae of NCT Dream, NCT and SMRookies who is the “smallest” but one of the tallest and continuing growing! Beautiful shy smile and talented dancer, who warms our hearts and gives us the hope we can achieve our dreams even at a young age as long as we are passionate and hardworking! You are our hope! 
Happy Birthday Park Jisung! ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥


NCT main dancing team ♥TaeTen♥

My Requirements for Fantastic Beasts 2
  • Young Gay Dumbledore
  • The real Graves escapes his imprisonment 
  • Credence is still alive and saving him is important to the plot
  • Jacob has the miraculous ability to shake off his obliviation, adventures surrounding why
  • It turns out Johnny Depp wasn’t Grindelwald, just a pawn who claims to be him so that the real man can continue to have a life and be taken seriously (he’s in fact young and baby faced so nobody would take him seriously)
  • Newt being sweet to his beloved beasts
  • New beasts

agoddamnrayeofsunshine  asked:

Oh my god I just love your Galra baby au so much. Do Keith and Shiro carry Leo around on their shoulders so he can feel tall and does he like being tickled? If so, is there anyone he refuses to let tickle him?

Shiro: *with baby Leo on his shoulders* What a big boy~!

Shiro: *after Leo hits his growth spurt* you stop that. Be small again right now young man.

Joshua’s grandma in a church somewhere in LA: My sweet baby Jisoo…I raised him so well. He’s such a sweet boy and I’m so proud of him. Despite being young and successful he’s so humble and would never hurt a fly. I love you Jisoo. <3

Joshua in S.Korea to Chan at that same exact moment: I don’t give a rat’s ass whether or not you’re 18 or 5 I told you not to eat my graham crackers and you did anyways so bitch you better square the fuck up

Young God

Jughead x Reader

It’s approaching the last night that the drive through is open, so you and your boyfriend Jughead try to make the best of it. Based off the requested song: Young God by Halsey

Warnings: emotions, kissing, and more emotions

Word Count: 2,027

A/N: I think this is angst? I tried my hardest to get the feel right! AHHH I hope you guys like it. I hope it’s okay

he says “oh baby girl, you know we’re gonna be legends

i’m the king and you’re the queen and we will stumble through heaven.”

The drive-in was Jughead’s favorite place to be besides next to you. It was a bit weird to call him your boyfriend, since you had only been best friends since kindergarten. You were there for Jug over the summer when no one else was, and your feelings that had been right under the surface came to light with late night talks, walking to and from Pop’s and of course, movie nights. It only took about half way through the summer for him to confess that he also had a crush on you, for nearly just as long. Half way through the summer is also when the town got flipped upside down at the announcement of Jason Blossom’s death and the news that the drive-in was going to be shut down. You stood by your boyfriend through all of it, and even supported him when he told you he wanted to start writing a novel about it. Not soon after, you told him you loved him. Only problem was, he hadn’t said those words back.

It was the day before the drive-in was supposed to close, and some of your friends were sitting around a table outside trying to decide what movie was going to be played. It had to be a good one, after all.

“What about Mean Girls?” Kevin suggests, sitting across from you, next to Betty and Veronica. You all stare at him for a moment, thinking it over.

“It is a cult classic.” Betty jumps in to defend his suggestion.

“No way is the last night in the drive-in going to be Mean Girls.” Jughead protests, his eyebrow furrowing as you lean in closer to him. He puts an arm around your waist out of sight from your other friends.

“What about Rebel Without A Cause?” you ask, looking up at him. It was the first movie you ever saw together as a couple, and you knew it was one of his favorites.

He smiles, giving your side a light squeeze, “That sounds perfect.”

“Of course he chooses your pick, you’re the queen of his universe.” Kevin chimes in, clearly annoyed that his pick wasn’t chosen. You guys also weren’t hiding the fact that you were in a relationship anymore. Things were too different when you got back to school, and your friends almost immediately noticed something was up. It only took them a week to get the details out from you.

“And he’s my king.” You smile, chuckling along with your friends.

Kevin made a gagging sound which furthered the laughter. It felt good to laugh like this with your friends, with Jughead. Jug had been so focused lately on trying to keep thing running and also his novel, you barely saw him smile anymore. It was always a good day when you could see him happy.

As the laughter dies down I can tell that Jug has something to say, because whenever he does, he bites his lip and his eyes can’t seem to focus.

“Will you all be there?” Jug asks, looking at all of them expectantly. You knew that this meant the world to him, and it would secretly break his heart if your other friends didn’t come.

“Of course, we wouldn’t miss it for the world.” Betty tells him, looking at Veronica afterwards. Ronnie just smiled and flipped her black hair over her shoulder.

“You heard what my girlfriend said, we’ll be there.” She smirks, nudging Betty on the shoulder. You were so wrapped up in your summer with Jughead you had almost forgotten that not soon after Veronica moved here, she asked out Betty. They had been nearly inseparable since.

Everyone then looked to Kevin, who put his hands up in surrender, “It’s not Mean Girls, but I’ll be there.”

That left Archie, who had decided not to join you today. You didn’t know if they had made up at all, but there was a point in the summer where you weren’t even allowed to say his name without receiving the silent treatment from Jughead. You and Betty passed silent words with each other as you gave her a look. She knew that Archie had to be  there, so she would do what she could to make him.

You felt Jug sigh in relief that everyone he cared about would be there. He wanted the last night to go well, and if he wanted it so did you.

Soon Betty and Ronnie and Kevin got up to leave, they had some English project they had to do, leaving you and Jughead alone.

You could tell he was a bit on edge, so you took his face in your hands and made him look at you, smiling softly at the way his hair curled just the right amount coming out of his beanie.

“It will be okay, I promise.” you say, placing a small kiss on his lips. You only could hope that your words remained true.

But do you feel like a young god?

You know the two of us are just young gods

“Why do you write?” you ask later that night, curled up with him on your bed. You fit together perfectly, your head on his chest and his hand playing with strands of your hair as you just enjoy being near each other. This has become a near nightly occurrence, him staying over at your house. He was welcome any time, as you knew what was going on with  his dad, but you still wonder if something else isn’t going on.

“It releases stress,” he says, taking pauses to think about what he says next, “it’s a surreal feeling when you’re the one in control… like you’re the only one in the universe who can write something the right way, and so you do.” he explains, staring at the ceiling.

You nod your head against his chest, trying to understand his brain. You had been best friends for so long, but he still hid parts of himself away from you. He had parts to himself that were for his eyes only.

You sit up slightly, looking at him with admiration. “Are you okay?” You ask.

“Of course, why wouldn’t I be?” he responds, joining you in sitting up. He rests his head on your shoulder, your back to his chest. He slowly begins placing small kisses on your neck, trailing up and down and back again. You tilt your head to the side to allow him more access.

“No reason, just wondering.” you lie. You know why you asked. You asked because you can tell that something is bothering him, something that he hasn’t told you. This is different from other things he hasn’t said. You know that there’s a portion of himself that he doesn’t like to share, but this is something different. He’s become distracted, preoccupied with something else entirely. He was more upset about the drive-in closing than he was letting on, and you wanted to know why.

“You’re thinking too much.” he says, a smile forming against your neck.

You turn to face him and press your lips to his, stopping him from speaking another word. He deepens the kiss, cupping the side of your face as his other hand slips under your shirt. Your breath hitches at his touch on the small of your back, his cold fingers tracing circles, driving you mad.

Your hand slips under his shirt, feeling his chest, committing to memory all the divots and crevices of his body. This boy was beautiful, and he was all yours. You pull his shirt off over his head, breaking your lips for him only to go back to your neck.

“Kevin was right.” he whispered.

You smile, “And you say I think too much?” you let out a small laugh, opening up your neck as he continues down your chest.

“You’re my queen.” he says.

He says, “Oh, baby girl, don’t get cut on my edges

I’m the king of everything and oh, my tongue is a weapon”

The drive-in was packed, cars lined up in neat rows, people in blankets. You and Jughead were near the back, a blanket laid out in the back of the truck your dad let you borrow for the night.

“It’s just about time.” you say, looking over him as you finish setting out the popcorn and drinks to the side. You hop in the truck and pat the space next to you for him to join you, “Everyone is here, even Archie.” you continue, gesturing to the cars and blankets next to you, your friends chatting about nothing.

Jughead looks nervous, his hands fiddling with each other, his leg shaking as he looks out over the crowd. He turns around and heads back to the building that plays the movie.

You follow close behind him, nearly chasing after him to see what’s going on. He enters through the back door and slams it shut. You hesitate to knock, unsure if he would let you in. You try the doorknob and it’s open, so you try to silently open the door. What you see stuns you as you let the door close.

There’s a small mattress in the middle of the room,  shirts and shorts thrown everywhere. There are posters over some of the walls and a small mirror hanging on the back of the room.

The projector sits neatly at the front, the only part of this room that is actually supposed to be there.

“Jug, what is all this?” you manage to get out. He looks up from his work at the projector, his eyes growing wide. He bites his lip, and then you know that this is what he had been keeping from you.

“(Y/N)! You’re not supposed to be here.” he says, frantically coming around to meet you. He tries to push you out but you stand your ground.

“Shit I’m not, have you been living here?” you demand, looking at him with fire in your eyes.

His body slumps, his eyes fall. “Yes.” he gives in, not daring to meet your gaze.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” your voice softens, stepping closer to him. Your heart broke for your boyfriend, upset that he hadn’t come to you about this sooner.

“Because…” he says, trailing off, his leg beginning to bounce again, his hands pulling at the edges of his beanie, bringing it down further over his head.

“Because?” you push, taking his hands in yours, making him look in your eyes. You just wanted him to be honest with you for once, you wanted to see the parts that he’s hidden.

“Because,, (Y/N).” he says, “Because I didn’t want you to think less of me. I didn’t want you to leave.”

He looks at you with sadness in his eyes. He was about to open his mouth to say something else, but you stopped him with a kiss.

Your hands go to cup either side of his face, his hands hesitant at first, still afraid. You deepen the kiss and he finally wraps you in his embrace. This is the moment you had been waiting for since the end of the summer, the moment when he would tell you, when he would finally open up. You didn’t imagine it exactly like this, but it was perfect, in your own little way.

“Jughead Jones the third,” you whisper against his lips, “I am not going anywhere.” You say making him believe it.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.” he whispers in return.

“Don’t be, just no more secrets, okay?” you ask, pressing your forehead to his, looking in his eyes.

“Okay.” he says, and then suddenly pulls you down to the makeshift mattress, you falling next to him. He was on top of you, placing light kisses down your neck as  the movie began to roll in the background, “there is one more thing I haven’t told you yet.”

“And what would that be?” you smile.

“I love you, (Y/N).”

Tags: @always-chocolate

My Euros hc: Sherlock never even knew about her.

I don’t care how high he was; he would have recognized his own damn sister even through the disguise and the funny voice after spending all that time with her.

She must have been born between Sherlock and Mycroft (thus the big age gap between them). And she must have shown her crazy when she was very young if Sherlock’s never heard of her…probably, say, right around the time Sherlock was born.

My headcanon: Euros tried to kill Sherlock when he was a baby, and very nearly succeeded. That’s why Mycroft is so overprotective, and why Mummy coddles him so much.

It’s also why Euros apparently hates him enough to set up an elaborate trap just to torture him: after trying to kill her baby brother she got sent away, probably to a private hospital, and she blames Sherlock for losing the love of her family.

tl;dr - Why is it not next week RIGHT NOW??

DAY 5 - Young Love

Jesse fell in love with Hanzo the moment he met him on the playground, Dad!Jack and Papi!Gabe are just the same as their kids, they just can’t tear their eyes from each other XD (including baby!Genji and baby!Sombra )

I really wish the fandom wouldn’t baby Yuri Plisetsky so much. Yes, he’s young and edgy but his fashion style, which is not even that uncommon, his punk attitude, his sporadic kindness are all important characteristics that define him. He puts dedication into all that. He’s a teenager, not a toddler. And a teenager who accomplished more in those 15 years than others do in a lifetime.

My point is that Yuri Plisetsky is not a package deal. He’s a character who clearly has a complicated past. A character for whom having a friend that understands him is a great deal. His friendship with Otabek is obviously supposed to be important for both of them. Yet all I see is Yuri being some sort of accessory for Otabek and “smol angry son” for Viktuuri. Like Yuri only exists through others and what they think of him. That mentality’s unhealthy for both fictional situations and real ones.

Please appreciate Yuri Plisetsky as the best boy that he is, not by how good you think he looks with other people. Bonds are good and Yuri keeps his individuality as he forms them. He’s not a convenient toy for Viktuuri or Otayuri.