Dan had been plenty of things in his life, each one of them had been a challenge and most of them had left him at risk of loosing his sanity. But the hardest thing he’d ever been and ever could be, was a father.
Could you please write a scenario where your and Taemin's baby is crying at 3:00am and you're sleeping and ask Tae to go and see the baby?
I’m so sleepy…..-__- and i almost died of Onew feels today. But since I was late already I needed to write this.
Hope you like! Sweet daddy Taemin! ;)
Ps: Beware bad english and stuff…..Im dying…
Smile for daddy~Taemin
You closed your eyes tiredly for a few minutes, glad that you were finally having time to rest and rested your head on the pillow. Taemin, your husband was already sleeping for at least two hours. It was ok since he had to go to work early on the morning while you stayed home with the baby.
Your daughter only had three months and was the most precious human being you ever saw. You still couldn’t believe how you made something so perfect.
When you found out you were pregnant you panicked. You are still young and Taemin is an idol. You thought it was something impossible. He could never marry you and the only way was to raise the baby alone, so you decided not tell him and broke up with him.
That was the hardest part. You loved him and once you tried to tell Taemin to break up he didn’t accept it. You couldn’t hold it in anymore and just burst out crying, maybe because of hormones, but certainly because you couldn’t imagine your life without his smile.
A few weeks later you got married and now you had a beautiful baby daughter. Your marriage wasn’t perfect but you knew he was trying his best to be a good husband and father. He worked really hard and even though he was still young and unskilled he was the best father.
You sighed snuggling close to Taemin, which had his back facing you, trying to get some of his warmth. You avoided touching him tough so you wouldn’t wake him up.
You stared at his nude back, wishing that he would turn around and hug you. You were so needy lately, probably because of the hormonal changes your body faced.
To your surprise he turned around facing you, his eyes still closed, and licking his sweet lips with his tongue.
Taemin opened one eye and looked at you.
“Only now?” he asked with a sleepy voice.
“Yes. I was doing some house cleaning.”
He frowned, his arms under the covers surrounding your body pulling you to him.
“I could help you tomorrow!”
“It’s ok!” you knew he never had time, also he was terrible doing house chores. He was always too spoiled by his family, hyungs and noonas.
“Let’s get a housekeeper.” He mumbled, nuzzling his nose against yours, his eyes closed again.
“We should!” he insisted, his hand caressing your back.
You kissed his lips slowly and he answered lazily.
“Sleep well!” you said and he just nodded, pulling you more against his body.
You just closed your eyes when a sudden low cry came from the crib you had on the corner of your bedroom.
You covered your eyes preparing yourself mentally to get up again when suddenly Taemin sat up on bed.
He was a divine sight. His tousled black hair, bare chest, eyes closed and a painfully expression.
His lips curved up and he opened his eyes slowly staring down at you.
“I’ll go this time!” He announced not giving you time to say anything and getting out of bed only with his boxers, moving like a zombie in the direction of your crying lovely daughter.
You sat on bed knowing that you would have to get up too. She cried even more when he was the one to try to calm her.
You didn’t know why but she only seemed to like being on your arms or Jonghyun’s. It was funny actually. Taemin was dead jealous every time SHINee came to visit. Taemin’s lovely daughter adored her uncles a lot. She liked to play with Minho, Kibum and Jinki, but her favorite uncle was clearly Jonghyun. She actually stopped crying every time he grabbed her. Why couldn’t she do the same with her own dad?
“Daddy is here!” he whispered making the little girl cry even more.
You watched hopelessly Taemin grab her on his arms, but surprisingly she stopped crying.
“Omo!” you couldn’t help but exclaim, watching Taemin rocking her in his arms, a sweet delighted smile on his lips.
“She loves me…” he mumbled surprised and you released a chuckle.
“Of course, you are her dad!” You answered getting up from bed fixing your blue pajama and stopping by their side.
“Go back to bed!” Taemin, the man of your life, still a boy at heart said to you. Dark circles under his eyes and his messy hair made him look older and you felt a pang in your heart, the same one you felt when you met him for the first time. You were falling in love with him once again.
You caressed his cheek, watching him tenderly taking care of your daughter, and kissed his face quickly.
“What’s wrong?” he asked confused.
“Nothing! Let’s hire a person to clean the house so we can have more time for us. Ok?”
He nodded happily and his eyes moved back to his daughter.
“Oh!” he exclaimed and you looked at her too.
She was smiling, her eyes slightly opened while she smiled at his dad.
“She is smiling! To me! Not Jonghyun! I did it!” Taemin exulted.
“Maybe she just finds daddy’s hairstyle funny!” You said laughing moving your fingers on his bedhead hair.
“I don’t care! I’ll have a messy hair everyday if she smiles to me!”
“You are a great father Taemin and she loves you. I’m certain of that. She probably only thinks Jonghyun is funny or something….”
Taemin giggled and you back hugged him, resting your head on his shoulder.
You stayed like that for a few minutes; Taemin rocking the baby while you closed your eyes, still holding him.
Even if the days were tiring and you didn’t have time to sleep, living like that was true happiness and you wouldn’t change it for anything in the world.
haru knows how to use the computer AND EVEN the internet. he can even type in the address. and write a blog. in fact he’s p popular on pixiv.
(altho he prefers drawr or tegaki because uploading pictures on pixiv is bothersome)
aaaaaaaaaand at first he was drawing only water and water stuff like oceans and waterfalls, and people LOVED THEM (and still do!!) because they were not only aesthetically beautiful but also had Soul, as if the artist was born in that place and knew everything about it. he’s kinda known as that wild dude who draws rad-ass water pics….. but is lazy as heck, as people realised when someone told him to release a book and he was like, ……..that would require me doing addional work. mmmmmgh
Prompt by Anonymous: Steroline drabble where it’s set a few months after Liz’s death. Stefan and Caroline are still “"friends”“. Then both are starting to see new people because they both think they don’t have feelings for each other anymore, so they start dating new people and they get a jealous and stuff.
A/N Firstly love the idea. Second I’m planning on writing about 6 facs tomorrow so this is like a little taste of what will come.
Caroline’s number one goal in life was to never regret anything. That may sound kind of hard seen as she lived forever, so she was obviously going to regret some things, but that wasn’t the point. Everyone regrets things, but she never wanted to regret anything so big that it would affect the rest of her life.
So far that had gone pretty well. She did sleep with Klaus, but everyone forgave her for it. She never said ‘goodbye’ to her mother, but she got to relive memories with her. Even all the terrible things that she did when she was human were forgotten, so there was no point in worrying about all that.
Her mind had been free from regret for so long that she forgot what it felt like, that is until she saw Stefan at the grill with a girl. They weren’t kissing or hugging or anything, but they were talking and that was much worse.
"Care what are you looking at?” asked Sarah, as she tried to follow the blonde’s gaze.
Caroline blinked and dragged herself out of her daze. She focused back onto the conversation that had been going on between herself, Elena, Bonnie and Sarah.
Caroline fiddled under the stares of her three friends, who looked as if they were staring into her soul.
“Look Care we know that after the incident at your cabin you and Stefan have been acting like friends, but it’s getting ridiculous,” Sarah exclaimed.
Elena interjected, “You have been doing so well lately and you’re getting more of your light back everyday.”
“Plus you two have been dancing circles around each other for weeks, what with you hanging out with Enzo and Stefan with random girls you’re making each other crazy with jealousy,” Bonnie added.
“I’m not jealous!” Caroline argued.
“YES YOU ARE!” The other three yelled back.
Caroline folded her arms and put on her best pout. She wasn’t jealous because if she was she would know. After all she was the one that told Stefan that she wasn’t ready for being a couple. Even though the kiss between was amazing and Caroline had relived it practically everyday, she did just lose her mom and a relationship was the last thing on her mind.
Although it had been a few months and Caroline had thought she was finally ready, but then the flirting started. Stefan and her were out and one minute they were talking, but the next Stefan was talking to a different girl.
Caroline wanted to throttle her.
So what else could she do, but start talking to Enzo because Stefan was too busy to talk. However as soon as she started talking to Enzo Stefan started flirting with more girls, he even went on a few dates. So on and on it went, a perpetual loop of jealousy and hurt.
“Caroline we’re sorry, we just-” Elena started, but was cut off, as Caroline got up. “Care? What are you doing?”
Caroline however just ignored them and marched towards Stefan and his new flirting partner that were in a very competitive game of pool. The blonde bimbo was just taking about good Stefan was at pool and Caroline had to resist the urge to snap her neck.
“Hey Stefan,” Caroline spoke loudly in a voice full of fake cheer.
“Oh hey Care,” Stefan greeted, his voice was a tone that sounded so cocky that it wasn’t him. “Victoria and I were just playing a game of pool, where’s Enzo?”
“Oh well considering that we are just friends I actually have no idea where he is,” Caroline answered, in a voice that was sickly sweet.
Stefan’s fake air of cockiness broke for a second, as a look of concern appeared on his face. If there was one thing that Stefan was good for it was being able to read Caroline and she was practically radiating sadness.
“Look Victoria I’ll see you later okay? I need to talk to Caroline for a minute,” Stefan told her, in his sweet voice.
Frowning the other girl left the bar, but not before shooting Caroline a death stare, which Carolin immediately returned.
“So was someone jealous?” Stefan asked.
“Oh shut up!” Caroline grinned as she wrapped her arms around his neck and connected their lips. Cheers could be heard from the table where Elena, Bonnie and Sarah were sitting, but it didn’t really matter. Stefan and Caroline were lost in their own world and the world couldn’t be brighter.
After they broke apart to catch their breather Stefan finally spoke, “You know I should make you jealous more often you’re cute when you’re angry!”
Caroline just rolled her eyes at that and reconnected their lips.
So, on the off chance that there are others out there who’ve been inundated with shiny CA:TWS goodness on their dashboards - not to mention Chris Evan’s glorious left boob grabbage all over SDCC - here are some Steve/Bucky recs that I enjoyed XD
A number of them had me laughing out long during the long commutes for work and definitely made the crazy weeks of summer so much better.
Though I still have so much to read, omg! A month isn’t long enough to get through all the ficcage *_*
Not to mention fanart *grabby hands* Anyone have any favorite artists in the fandom?
“Heil this, motherfucker,” says Captain America, shooting off a rocket.
Steve and Bucky find out Hollywood has been busy since they went away. A historical survey, including but not limited to: one set of exploded genitals, a brief interlude in France, Mel Gibson and other masterworks of casting, eight Academy awards, several dinosaurs, and something Tony Stark has ominously dubbed “the masterpiece.” Art included.
Written for this prompt: Steve and Bucky are at a gay bar in the 30s, and some guy offers them money to take pictures of them as they fuck. They need the money, they say yes, and pretty much forget about it afterwards. The pictures come out years later.
His problem is embodied in almost six feet of cocky smiles and toned muscles and tattoos and it starts three weeks into the school year when his life drawing professor announces that they’re finally moving onto studying the human form and says, “This is James. He’s going to be our first model.”
And the guy steps up onto the platform in the middle of the room and undresses without a lick of self-consciousness, smirking all the while, and Steve thinks, Oh, hell.
OR: Steve is an art student and Bucky is a figure model and a lot of pining happens.
“You really never did grow up all the way, did you, Steve? Of course it changes things. But hey.” He lifts his glass, and Steve reluctantly lets go to join in the toast. “Who says change has to be bad?”