only the cutest thing i have ever seen

I am literally in love with the fact I get to see how my little cousins interact even with a language barrier. On my mom’s side, I have a 3 year old little cousin who only speaks French, and on my dad’s side I have a 2 year old cousin who only speaks Spanish. When they play together it is so funny to see them blabber on and on to each other until one of them hears a word that sounds familiar and then they just repeat that word and nod like they’re totally connecting. Like today the one that speaks Spanish said “Venga a poner los pantalones en la muneca!” and the other heard “pantalones” and was just like “Oui, pantalon!” They’re best friends and it’s the cutest and funniest thing I’ve ever seen.

Daddy Drabbles #11

- You tell Bucky you’re pregnant - Based off this

Squeezing the soft plum in your hand, you make sure to pick the best ones for your husband. Despite you trying to find the best of the fruit, he always claimed nothing would beat the plums in Romania. You laughed softly to yourself at the memory, bringing the few plums to the check out. Gripping the small paper bag you head back home.

“I’m home!” you call out opening the door, dropping your bag near the entrance. Bucky emerges from the bedroom a picture of comfort in his baggy sweats and cosy sweater. With a small smile, you walk towards him hiding the bag behind your back. He mirrors your smile taking a few steps to meet you.

“Hi” he pecks you before he raises his brow in curiosity, leaning slightly to get a look behind your back.

“Close your eyes, hands out” you order, much to his amusement.

“This feels familiar” he smirks but does as you say.

You shake your head at his antics as your heart leaps at his utmost trust in you. Carefully, you pull a single plum out placing it in his outstretched hands. You put the bag on a nearby table and watch as his brows furrow. His hands stay still as he speaks, “this isn’t going to be last time when you put a caterpillar you found in my hand is it?” his nose scrunches slightly and you think it’s the cutest thing you’ve ever seen. You let out a laugh, cupping under his hands with yours.

“I promise it’s not, open your eyes” you say softly as he opens them. Delight dances in his cerulean eyes as they land on the tiny plum in his hand. He runs his right thumb over the purple flesh before his eyes meet yours once more.

“Doll, we already have plums. I went to that market with Steve that’s only open on Saturdays-” but you cut off his rambling.

“That’s the size of our baby” biting your lip nervously, you wait for his reaction.

Tears begin to glaze over his eyes, a tiny whimper escaping his lips as your words sink in. “Our baby, you-you mean- we’re going to have a baby?” his voice trembles, eyes travelling down to the plum which he cradles in his cupped hands before moving back up to yours. “I’m going to be a dad?” he whispers and you nod, your own tears flowing down your cheeks. A heartbeat passes before he kisses your lips passionately, his hand moving to your belly.

“Our own little plum” he murmurs with a watery smile.

anonymous asked:

DAI How would the companions and advisors react to the inquisitor getting a mabari? (I was heartbroken there were none in the game.)

(I made it a puppy– it couldn’t be helped.)


Cassandra: After all her travels in Ferelden on her duties as a Seeker, Cassandra understands what an honor it is to have a mabari bond. The fact that the Inquisitor was deserving of one only confirms her opinion of them. And while she will never let a soul know she thinks they are the cutest thing she’s ever seen, and indulges in ruffling and the occasional snuggle when no one is looking.


Solas: Loyalty is an admirable element in any creature, and just because it comes from a dog is no reason to disdain it. Solas finds the mabari a noble creature, and approves of their choice of companion. There is perhaps less admiration if he finds them teething on one of his brushes, but he’s always gentle when he places them outside the rotunda again.


Varric: The first thing he wants to do is teach them diamondback– many an evening was spent playing with Hawke’s Mabari and there are good memories. But the puppy is far more interested in his manuscripts and boots and all other chewable things. The dwarf might even have been angry– but no one had puppy eyes quite like a puppy, and so instead he always ends up petting them and returning them to the Inquisitors quarters with empty threats to write them as a cat in his next book.


Sera: Beneath every other title or description that Sera might have, she is Ferelden at heart. And that means she immiediately falls in love with the mabari. Her respect for the Inquisitor is completely affirmed, and she tries to recruit the puppy to mayhem. If they are too young yet she finds them a red bandanna and declares her an honorary Jenny.


Blackwall: He first finds the puppy rolling around in the sawdust and wood shavings in the barn, and despite the fact that he stays there for isolation the warrior can’t help but grin. A sturdy beam is sacrificed as a tug toy, and pleasant afternoon routine is established. The dog is loyal, always abandoning the toy if the inquisitor comes by looking, and Blackwall respects both the puppy and inquisitor all the more for it.


Vivienne: She tries to avoid it. Dogs-particularly war dogs- are prone to destruction and mess, which are not things she is fond of. But the puppy is adorable and spends so long trying to struggle up the steps to investigate her that she doesn’t have the heart to banish them. If in time the Inquisitor notices that the puppy vanishes a few evenings a week, only to come back with the occasional jeweled  collar and suspiciously steak colored stains on their muzzle they are smart enough not to comment.


Iron Bull: He thinks its adorable, and there is no getting around it. The mabari becomes an official member of the Chargers when they are not with the Inquisitor. All the Chargers dote on them but Bull is undoubtably the worst. As the puppy grows He helps train dog and master, and relishes in the occasional face kisses this brings.


Dorian: The Mabari were once a Tevinter breed, and before Dorian met the puppy he might have said that the Ferelden’s got the raw side of the deal. But the immediate intelligence is made clear, and that more than anything else is what opens his mind to them. If the puppy follows the Inquisitor in the library Dorian will sacrifice his lap for snuggles and and allow the puppy to clamber over his chair to look out the window.


Lelianna: The puppy reminds her immediately of Dog, and when the Inquisitor brings them back from wherever they came from the spymaster drops all her masks and swoops down to cuddle the dog to her chest. They are fast friends, and  Lelianna immediately offers to find the best trainers and materials that the Inquisitor needs, all the while planning on introducing the mabari to Schmupples the 2nd.


Josephine: Apart from the puppy’s absolute adorable appearance- so fluffy!- Josephine can absolutely see the political advantages of it. Suddenly every teryn and Arl in Ferelden will want to meet the Inquisitor and their loyal mabari, and that can only make their job easier. Also the puppy sometimes falls asleep with their head on her feet, and it is the cutest thing ever.


Cullen: Someone tells him that the Inquisitor has bonded with a Mabari, and his entire world changes. The clouds part, the sun shines through, and the commander of the inquisitions forces turns into a child eager for Wintersend. He is a fount of information for the Inquisitor, and at last they ask him to watch the puppy when they have to be called away. It is one of the happiest days of his lives, and he immediately finds a basket and fills it with soft flannels and pillows as a bed. Of course the puppy spends most of their time in his lap, curling up with him in his bed at night. And the commander knows in his heart that the dog is not his- is not ultimately loyal to him and he does not have it’s heart- but the presence of the puppy is a balm nonetheless.

–Fereldone

paulapuertonavarro  asked:

OMG,you art is one of the cutest things I have ever seen. I would like to see Ace and Marco in your style if it is posible. Thank you very much!!!!!

I’d love to! Here’s my silly headcanon about Ace being jealous of Marco who has fire as well as a holy pet bird. Hope you like it lol.

Magic, Shance Fluff Week Prompt 6

June 9th: Magic/Tech

“A wizard, Pidge! One of the most powerful the country has ever seen!!! And he constantly stops by my shop! He always buys the ice crystal jars I make, and he’s so polite and sweet and I have a huge crush and I don’t know what to do!” A man in a blue and white apron wailed, sitting at the edge of a pond, a forest nymph patting his back sympathetically.

Pidge fluttered her wings and laughed at her distressed water mage friend, amused by the human male’s crush on a fellow magic user. “Honestly Lance, you humans are kinda hopeless at courting sometimes. If you like him, just tell him! It’s really quite simple.” She offered, only for the water mage to shake his head sadly.

“Pidge, I told you, he’s the Champion. Princess Allura’s most powerful wizard, able to bend the sky itself. And I’m… just a simple water user. My special skill is making glass things out of unmeltable ice or making shapes out of liquids.” Lance murmured, blue eyes dark with sorrow as he lifted his hand and pulled some of the pond water towards him, shifting its shape to resemble the man he so desperately loved from afar.

Pidge hummed quietly and then looked up at the sky. “Hey, it’s almost time for the summer festival to start. Are you going to go?” She asked, moving to stand in front of him with a raised eyebrow.

Lance chuckled and merely pocketed the pond water in his canteen for later. “Nah, I’ve got more stuff to make. Hunk needs an ice sculpture case for a cake he’s delivering to the Castle. Something about keeping it chilled so the frosting won’t melt in this heat or whatever. A delivery for the Castle needs an extra special ice case, since it’s a cake for the Princess.” He explained, getting to his feet and dusting off his pants.

Pidge lit up. “Hey, I’ve never seen you make an ice case before, can I come watch? Please?” The forest nymph begged, tugging at the taller man’s jacket.

Lance ruffled her hair. “Sure thing, Pigeon! Come on, if we hurry we can get there before noon rush.” Pidge jumped in joy and grabbed the water mage by the arm, tugging him along to his shop.

A few hours later, the young nymph was watching in fascination as Lance skillfully weaved water in a crisscross motion over the cake that had been delivered only the hour before, golden brown eyes wide as he held the water in place, hands sparking with blue magic that steadily grew lighter in color as the water began to freeze.

Neither noticed the doorbell jingle, nor the purple and black robed wizard that stepped into the shop. Lance stuck his tongue out a bit, concentrated on the weaving pattern that whirled around the three tiered cake, sweating only slightly as the water began to freeze.

The newcomer stayed silent, wide eyed, and shyly ducked behind a shelf to keep watching. Lance froze the entire case, a beautiful latticework that sparkled in white and blue.

“Right, one half down, one half to go.” Lance sighed, Pidge jumping onto the counter to circle the cake, tracing the patterned ice with a shiver and a smile.

Lance shooed the little nymph off of the table. “Pidge! It’s not done yet! Hunk said someone from the Castle will be here to pick up the cake soon, I need this finished before they get here!” He scolded, turning back to summon more purified spring water from his stores.

He turned back to the cake and swirled the liquid through the latticework, curving the water to cover the exposed gaps in beautiful ice flowers that resembled juniberries, the favorite flower of the Princess. He clapped his hands and froze everything together in a shower of gorgeous blue sparks, finished.

He jerked away from the cake when he heard a soft gasp that was definitely not from Pidge. He looked up, startled, to see the very wizard he had been crushing on watching him from next to a shelf full of summer potion bottles. Pidge observed with fascination as both men turned bright red, giggling.

“Uh, hello again. I was, well, sent to pick up the ice coated cake for the Princess?” The Champion asked, stepping out from behind the shelf, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

Lance gaped until Pidge leaned over to gently shut his mouth, snapping him from his funk. “Oh! Well, you’re just in time, I just finished sealing it up…” the water mage stammered, face still red.

The Champion moved forward, smiling. “Thank you. The Princess appreciates your work, and frankly so do I. It’s beautiful!” He praised, silver eyes not exactly focused on the cake.

Pidge smirked as Lance flushed an even deeper red. “Ah, you’re welcome, uh, I mean thanks, I mean, umm, I’m glad you like it?” The water mage stammered, flustered.

“Hi, I’m Pidge. Nice to meet you, Champion!” The nymph decided to, and she was totally going to tell Hunk about this later, break the ice herself and held out a hand in greeting.

The Champion smiled and shook her hand with his human arm, mindful of the iron and steel prosthetic as some metals could hurt Fae and Nymphs like her. “Please, call me Shiro. It’s nice to meet you too, Pidge.”

Pidge nodded and nudged Lance. “This here is Lance, though I’m sure you know him already. I’ve heard a lot about- Mmph!” She was cut off by Lance’s hand over her mouth.

“Pidge!!! That’s a secret! Shush!” The water user hissed, face such a red color that even a fire mage wouldn’t be able to replicate it.

Shiro laughed at the strange duo, amused. “You two must be quite close, are you going to the festival together?” He asked, tilting his head to the side like a curious puppy and damn it if it wasn’t the cutest thing Lance had ever seen.

Pidge tugged Lance’s hand away and shook her head. “Nah, we’ve only been friends for a few years. As for the festival, I’m taking my brother while my icy pal here has nobody to go with, poor seedling.” She cooed, patting Lance on the head as if he were a petulant child.

Lance pouted and batted her hand away. “It’s fine! Not like I wanted to go anyways…” He muttered, sulking.

Shiro seemed to perk up at that. “Well, if you’d like, after I drop this off at the Castle… I could take you? I happen to have nobody to go with either.” He explained brightly, watching Lance practically sparkle in excitement.

“Really?! You’d do that?” Lance asked hopefully, grin widening as Shiro nodded with a fond smile.

“I’ll be back in an hour or so?” He asked, and Lance shook his head up and down rapidly, thrilled.

“Of course! See you then!” The water mage beamed, Shiro grinning in return as he easily levitated the cake with a wind spell.

“It’s a date then!” The Champion called as he exited the shop, unknowingly leaving behind a shell shocked Lance and a gleeful forest nymph.

Pidge pressed a hand over her mouth, a proud smirk easily spreading across her face. “Did he just ask you out?” She prompted, elbowing her stunned human friend. Lance opened and closed his mouth a few times, still processing the information.

“Oh my gods. He just- He said- a date?!? With him?!? Pidge! I just got asked out! To the Festival! By the Champion himself!” Lance screeched, hands flying up to dig into his scalp in astonishment.

“Yes, you did. Now, shouldn’t you get changed into something more appropriate for a date?” Pidge asked, struggling to hold in her laughter as the human shrieked in panic and immediately looked himself over, eyes wide.

“Oh my gods! Pidge! You’ve gotta help me out here!!!” The water mage yelped, grabbing Pidge by the arm and yanking her upstairs to the living area of the shop, the nymph rolling her eyes in exasperation as the human practically tore through his wardrobe.

Meanwhile, at the Castle, after dropping off the cake to the kitchens, Shiro practically burst into his workshop, both his brother and the Princess already there to talk about fireworks for the festival.

“KEITH, ALLURA, HELP I JUST ASKED OUT THE CUTE GUY WHO RUNS THE ICE BOTTLE SHOP TO GO TO THE FESTIVAL WITH ME!!!”

Keith glanced over at the Princess with a smug grin on his face. “You owe me 100 gold, I believe.” Shiro was too busy panicking to notice the exchange.

Allura sighed defeatedly. “Darn. I have to hand it to you and Pidge, you two really know how to plan these things.”

Keith smiled. “That girl has a terrifying mind, I’ll tell you that.”
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Don’t worry, the date went super smoothly thanks to Allura giving Shiro wardrobe advice and Pidge telling Lance to play it cool. They had a second date a week after ;3 I hope this turned out alright!
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my cool new jupeter au is a modern au where juno is a writer who pens fairly successful mystery novels that have a distinct narrative voice, is both praised by the literary world for revolutionizing the noir genre and derided because he’s just awful at industry parties (when he bothers to go to them), is on antidepressants (at the insistence of his brother, and it helps a bit), and is the husband of peter nureyev, globetrotting anarchist/assassin/thief who steals from the rich and gives to the poor and always picks up a copy of one of juno’s books to read on the plane (or train, or boat, or rickety little jeep).

the neighbors think that peter is a diplomat. juno thinks that’s a word for it.

how did they meet? well, it turns out that rita, juno’s best friend from when he did temp work, is also peter’s partner-in-direct-action, the voice in his ear, and the key to all the electronic locks he’s stymied by. one night many years ago juno walked rita back to her apartment after they got drinks and there was a man lounging on the sofa cleaning a sniper rifle who smoothly introduced himself as rex glass, and do mind the cartridges you’re about to trod over, darling.

juno thought rex was a particularly weird member of rita’s rotating collection of boyfriends and girlfriends and others, and wasn’t thrilled about the gun. he gave rex a stern talking-to (maybe he was a bit tipsy). peter thought juno was just the cutest thing he’d ever seen. he gave juno his permanent number, the one only rita has access to (maybe he was a bit infatuated-at-first-sight).

and it went on from there. juno started writing, peter kept texting photos of exotic locales, rita eventually spilled the beans because mista nureyev is real fond of you, juno, and i can’t reach him and i’m real worried, and he said if somethin’ like this happened i should let you know about his job and his feelins’, and OH! OH!! juno you said you have a real good aim right? can i fly you out to hamburg in two hours? you gotta boy to save and smooch, c’mon juno!!

rita is very effective. juno is just as dashing as his novels’ main character. peter is ready to swoon into juno’s arms, as soon as they take out this morally and financially corrupt CEO.

rita thinks they’re good for each other and is happy she has someone to share popcorn with while running missions. juno thinks peter is doing real good out there (he got disillusioned with standard politics years back after volunteering himself into the ground during a certain election that ended atrociously), but can’t help but worry. peter thinks that juno’s newest book, dahlia rose and the case of the murderous mask, is his best one yet.

bed sharing au’s bc who doesnt like their otp sharing a small intimate warm and cosy place:

  • ‘you’re staying with us while your mum’s away and every night you sleep walk into my bed and i can’t bring myself to kick you out because you’re adorable as all hECk and i’ve never slept so good’ au
  • ‘we’re roommates and we’ve barely interacted so far but one night there’s a thunderstorm and i’m a serious astraphobic and come into your room shaking bc i dont know what else to do and you lull me to sleep by stroking my hair and softly ranting about niccolo machiavelli’ au
  • ‘we’re on a roadtrip with some friends and we have to share a hotel room and there’s only one bed and a whole lot of sexual tension’ au
  • ‘you’re pretending to be my significant other so my mum gets off my case only she’s assuming we’re going to be sleeping in the same bed together oh dear’ au
  • ‘i offer you my bed to sleep in bc our respective roommates are getting it on in your room and take the sofa to sleep on only i wake up back in my bed with your tiny body wrapped around me and damn me if it isn’t the cutest thing i’ve ever seen’ au
  • ‘we’re stuck in a log cabin overnight during a snowstorm bc of some stupid school team building exercise and it’s freEzing and I can’t sleep and you can hear me shivering in the next bed so you pick me up and dump in your bed and good grief you are hot in every sense of the word’ au
  • ‘my roommate told you to crash in her room during a party that you’re not really in the mood for but you end up in my bed bc she’d switched the room signs over that morning so people would stop having sex in her room only now the party’s over and i can’t bring myself to kick you out bc you look so peaceful and cute and also bc people are sTiLl having sex in her room so i climb into the bed with you and man you smell so. good.’ au



my heart flutters when i see you; peter parker

request“Can you do one where peter and the reader have been friends for a while but peter starts to like her because she got hot over the summer. And the reader has no idea that peter likes her. Please and thank you. I love your writing.😊😊”

word count: 2,123

warnings: bad writing, bad ending. some swearing. i didnt edit this

a/n: thank you sm for the request!! i’m sorry again for the ending. idk how to write endings still. i listened to this while writing if anyone wanted to know? yeah lmao.

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Peter stood at the main entrance of Midtown, clutching his phone in his sweaty hands. He never really knew why the first day back to school made him so nervous, it always ended up just being like any other school day. Even with this in mind, though, his stomach wouldn’t stop turning and he silently hoped that his new deodorant would be enough to fight of his nervous sweat.

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anonymous asked:

Is it just me, or does it feel like Jungkook and Hobi don't have very many moments?

OMG ANON ARE YOU ASKING ME TO SPAM YOU WITH JUNGHOPE MOMENTS? Okay anyways, to address the question, I know it might seem like Junghope have very few moments but I assure you they actually have quite a lot. Like suga/kookie, Junghope has a lot of behind the scenes/background and subtle moments that are hard to notice if you don’t actively look for it. Their moments have been more obvious lately but even back then, there were quite a lot. It’s been mentioned several times by different members that Hobi and Kook were extremely close predebut and that Hobi was the one that Kook let loose around and relied on. Now is about the time where I spam you with Junghope. So here we go~

Throwback Junghope they were super close

Junghope since Rookie King Days Hobi pulling him in by the neck ;-; (I found this gif on google images and it’s from We Heart It I really have no idea who made this gif)

This actually happened….

(Cr. @/janice0chung0) I mean come on, look at the stares. 

Never forget Now3.

This actually happened too.

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voltron season 4 trailer is out

SO IT’S TIME TO PSYCHOANALYZE IT OBVIOUSLY
So I’m not TOO smart so I’m just doing a basic analysis. I’ll leave the in depth stuff to the pros. Just hoping someone hasn’t already beat me to this and I look like boo boo the fool over here.

So the trailer is full of surprises, sadly enough I don’t see Matt Holt but that doesn’t mean he won’t be there.
To start off, I just want to mention my boy here, my sweet boy Lance…

Alright. Then in my next screenshot, I noticed some odd vehicles that didn’t look familiar.

These vehicles do look like the coalition vehicles shown throughout the trailer, but I couldn’t help but notice that there were 5 vehicles. There are also 5 paladins. These could indeed be the paladins, but I’ve got no idea where the new vehicles came from. Also shown is an obviously Galra structure. Lotor’s residence? Who knows! Let me know your theories.

Next up we get a glimpse of the paladins with Rolo and Nyma! Yep, they’re back! I didn’t think it was true, but here they are:

So let’s talk about this. Rolo’s got his usual rugged grin of course, but if you look closely at Nyma’s face, she doesn’t appear too happy. This could just be a coincidence of course, but it’s always possible that she’s against whatever Rolo’s plan is. Hunk seems pretty chill but Pidge doesn’t look all that excited about this either.

Now let’s look at this photo of these 3 Galra near a landing ship:

Are they part of the BoM? Are they enemies? Is this a flashback? Could that middle one be Ulaz? Also, where are they, and who’s ship is that?! Those are some interesting-looking structures in the background.

This particular shot confused me the most. Lotor and his lady generals. Something obviously came at him from behind, from the way the ladies are turning with obvious surprise on their faces. Not much shakes these ladies, so what could have been such a shock that they’re so surprised?

Not only that, but even Lotor himself looks a little disturbed. Is this Narti’s doing? Keith’s? Lotor obviously is quite distraught. It might just be from the surprise that someone snuck up behind him, but it could very well be from facing a certain opponent.

Next we get a clip of Pidge battling a Galra, seemingly on her own. My guess is that Matt will come in at some point during this scene in the show, but we’ll have to see.

Obviously, she’s kicking butt and taking names. Go Pidge!

Lastly I just had to include this because I love love LOVE my bisexual son Lance. I think we all remember the uproar in season 3 when Blaytz openly flirted with a male servant, correct? Well, looks like we might have a bit more of that in season 4, only with Lance this time.

This alien speaks up saying that he wants to join the coalition. Immediately, Lance is shown with a huge blush on his face:

Saying “YEAHHHH!” Honestly, if that’s not the cutest thing. This could just be him getting excited, but I’ve only ever seen him blush like that a few times, and it’s almost always when he’s flirting or being flirt with.

Anyway. That’s my take on the whole thing. Add onto it if you will, feel free to add your theories and other things you noticed!

#273: “You Think I’m Cute?”

A/N:

Every time I post a preference that’s based on a writing prompt it’s because I’m completely lost for ideas and don’t know what I want to write. So if you’d like, spam my inbox with simple preference ideas because I’m blank and the request list is empty :-) x

Read When We Collide here //  Find my Masterlist here  

Luke:

”I don’t think of anything else when I look at you.” A huge blush came to your cheeks by his words. The question had been simple yet with a little bit of embarrassment in your tone. You were having a huge smile on your face but only because you could tell he actually meant it. “It wasn’t supposed to be something special.” You shrugged and looked down at the dress. It wasn’t something out of the ordinary but it suited you very well. “It’s always something special when it’s you.” He walked closer and cupped your cheeks, the smile growing on his face when his lips pressed against yours softly. 

Calum:

“With your hair like that and those chocolate brown eyes you’ve got me sold out. I’m weak.” You smiled brighter when you saw his reaction. That cute little smile on his face was worth everything, it was often that you said it but when you did it brightened his day. “I just look like a morning shit.” He mumbled in disagreement and a ran through his matted hair. You shook your head by his words and rested your cheek on the top of his warm chest. “I think you look the best.” You hummed and kissed his chin, “Especially in the mornings. You don’t know how cute you look when you sleep.” 

Michael:

“You’re wearing my shirt. It’s impossible not to be.” He smiled and moved the sheets on the bed for you to take a seat. You had been nervously standing in the door frame in consideration. It was a bit revealing only to wear one of his band t-shirts and your underwear but the reaction he had took away all the insecurities. “Come here.” He encouraged and made movements with his hands. You bit down on your lip and fell down onto the mattress, seconds later being embraced in his arms. “You’re the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. Especially with my clothes on.” He whispered and kissed your forehead. 

Ashton:

“And I’m not only saying it because I’m drunk.” You slurred seriously, trying to keep a straight face but it wasn’t working much. The grin on his face was there both by the way you were standing and what you had said. It had kind of been blurted out but you meant every single bit of it. “I think you’re very very cute.” You nodded your head once again in agreement and wrapped your arms around his neck. “So cute that I sometimes have trouble realizing that you’re actually mine.” His cheeks almost hurt that was how much he was smiling. Even in your drunk state everything about it was so true. 

I used to be a waitress for this small local restaurant and the majority of customers we had were old. But there was this one night when this couple in their late 20’s or early 30’s came in and I was their server. I was still really new at the time and messed up a small part of their order, but they were so sweet and forgiving. I ended up giving them a free hot chocolate that all of us waitresses in the back had worked together to make it look as amazing as it could. We also decided they were the cutest couple we had ever seen in the restaurant and I told them that. They were so happy and tipped me really well. 
They ended up coming back several times and requested me by name every single time. I’m pretty sure the last tip they left me was like 75% and they are about the only thing that makes me miss being a waitress. 
(I also had an older gentleman who made wood carvings of all of our names and gave it to us. I still have mine lol)

Introduction to the boy group M.O.N.T

Hello! So I noticed that there was only one blog dedicated to this super lovely pre-debut group, so I’ve decided to support them here and promote them as much as I can!  *update* there’s another blog here :D

Their name is M.O.N.T. (Members of the National Team) and there are currently 3 members, but they will debut next year with 5. Our fandom name is MINT. The current three members have recently released their first single, “Sorry”, so check that out here! 

Okay, first things first about this group: they’re not your average idol trainees. No seriously. They live in what they call “the mountains”, where they clean the yard, shovel snow, have barbecues (then play paper scissors rock to decide who has to do the dishes outside), look after dogs, go camping, do gardening, pick berries, have photo shoots in their forest, make furniture, and even have visits from Unicorn the neighbourly goat. Oh, and if living in the mountains wasn’t already enough, one of the members yodels. They manage to do all this while practicing to be proper idols in their adorable farmhouse practice room. 

On top of this they have really unique names that are pure Korean: Roda, Narachan and Bitsaeon. Plus they LOVE communicating with their fans, and even try to learn languages to talk to us! They have YouTube videos subtitled in Polish, Hebrew and English, and MONT can be seen learning other languages such as German to speak phrases to fans in live videos. You will always hear them saying “kocham cię” to their Polish fans in lives!   

If you aren’t already in love with this quirky style of trainee-life, I’ll prove all of what I’ve mentioned to you under the cut! 

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anonymous asked:

How do you think Prompto and would react if on one night during stay in camp a stray chocobo chick would try to make a nest for itself in their crush hair?

Do you even understand how much I love this nerd?

Let Me Get This Shot!

The day had been long. Full of hunts, long hours in the car, and an extremely low budget dinner.

Prompto was sprawled on his back beside the fire, slowly drifting off to sleep. His crush was lying nearby, their head close to his own. The only reason the boy wasn’t asleep yet was because his heart was beating so fast he could feel it in his head. They were so close to him, and this made him so happy.

Suddenly, Prompto heard the rustling of grass and the light pitter patter of small feet. He rolled onto his side and pushed himself up, looking toward where he heard the noise.

“Prompto,” the voice of his crush brought him back.

He looked toward them and gasped. They let out a giggle. It was apparent they were completely aware of the chocobo chick that was now nestled in their hair.

“Don’t move!” Prompto had to do his best from squealing the words. He scrambled over to his bag, rummaging around quickly before pulling out his camera.

“L-let me get this shot!”

They didn’t move, as Prompto had requested, the click of his shutter and their laughter the only sounds in the night air.

“This…” Prompto started, then stopped suddenly, realizing what he was going to say.

“What? Don’t leave me hanging.”

“This is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen,” he stammered, the words running together, becoming almost incomprehensible.

They laughed and removed the chick from their hair before sitting up. The chocobo chick chirped happily as they held it close to their chest, giggling as it pecked at their hands playfully.

Prompto reached out and pet the chick, too embarrassed to look at his crush. Why did he say that?

“I would love to have a chocobo farm,” Prompto said quietly, finally brave enough to break the silence.

“Could we do it together?” they asked with a small smile.

Prompto felt his face flush and his heart begin to race ever faster. He looked up from the chick, taken aback when he saw them smiling at him. He stared, unable to think of anything to say.

“I mean, you’re the cutest thing I’ve ever seen,” they teased, reaching out to give his shoulder a push.

Prompto couldn’t help but laugh. He couldn’t contain his excitement. Hearing that they liked him, even if it wasn’t an outright statement, made him so happy. And to hear it while they were cuddling a chocobo chick made him fall in love with the moment and them even more.

you can’t tell me that yoonseok wouldn’t have a casual wedding on the beach. like hobi would be wearing all white and the rest of the members would be on the side as the groomsmen (namjoon as both their bestman bc lbr) and yoongi would come down the isle and it’s the only time hobi has ever seen him in all white and maknae line would put cute flower crowns on them bc why not and yoonseok would be blushing and it would be the cuTEST THING EVER OK

Hey, Barkeep

Summary: Sam is a bartender and turns someone’s bad day around. (This kind of fits into the 5x03 era)

warnings: Sam x Reader fluff and flirting

word count: ~1850


Originally posted by berezneva12

Sam whistled to himself as he wiped down the counter quickly, picking up a few empty glasses and tip money as he went.  While he wasn’t totally happy with his situation, it was for the best.  He needed to get away, and he needed to make some money.

Bartending did the trick.

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Did You Say... He? | 04

Member: Kim Taehyung

Genre: Fluff, humor, implied smut, Roommate!Tae

Word Count: 1,862

A/N: I soaked off my acrylics because I couldn’t stand not being able to write for you guys. But now I’m all good, and I’m writing this one a bit longer to make up for how shitty the last one was. AND Y’ALL SHOULD SEND IN MORE REQUESTS BECAUSE I WANNA WRITE SOMETHING THAT YOU GUYS WANT T~T please…


      “… And we need more milk, and your candy, and some- Tae, where’d you go?!” Looking around, your friend had already wandered off to the other parts of the store. “Goddamn it Taehyung…” Jimin had left to get a few things he needed, so you were stuck with the duty of finding the lost puppy alone. Pushing your cart with a heavy sigh, you started walking down all the isles. Where would this boy be… A sudden jump on your back had you swinging around, bringing a knee to the accuser’s crotch. A low groan came from the man, your eyes locking on the mop of brown hair. “Shit, Tae?! Fuck, get up, get your ass up!!!” Trying to tug him up by the collar of his shirt, a breathy moan came from his lips. hOLY FUCK, WHY IS HE MOANING??? WHY??? NO??? THAT’S NOT SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN??? “Tae, get up!”

      “Fuck, sweetheart… God, shit, ugh, you have a good leg…” A blush was bright on your cheeks, helping him up and sheepishly smiling to the people around you. His hand slithered its way around your waist, kissing your temple. “Oh my god… Okay, I’ll remind myself to never give you backhugs. Goddamn.” His low laugh floated in the air, taking hold of the cart and walking along with you. “Now, we’re gonna go get some candy, and then we’ll get everything else. Are you okay?” Looking back up to him at his words, you realized you were zoning out because of a few factors. You kneed him in the dick. You heard him moan, and shit, it was fucking hot. Then he got up, kissed your temple, held your waist, and walked around with you like a couple. That’s totally normal, right?

      “Huh? Oh, yeah, um, I’m fine. Don’t worry.” You tried to give him a smile, but a quick peck to your lips had your eyes widening to saucers. “Wha-” Taehyung’s grin grew, an adorable giggle falling from his lips. His hand ruffled your hair, as he pushed the cart further. 

      Once you heard your name, you snapped out of your daydream and looked back up at Tae, who had his eyebrow quirked into a perfect arch. “Did you even hear me? Are you okay?” Fuck, I IMAGINED THAT?! GOD FUCKIN-

      “Yeah, yeah, um, I’m good. C’mon, let’s go.” Tugging on his sleeve, you trudged your way through all on the isles. Fucking imagination, ruining my dreams… “Get all the stuff you want, I’ll leave it up to you.” A boxy smile adorned his face, as he walks along you and throws some stuff into the cart. Upon seeing how gloomy you were suddenly looking, his grin faded to that of a frown. He couldn’t stand to see you like this. And he couldn’t stand the fact that you didn’t know. So, coming up behind you again, he hoisted you up onto his shoulders, laughing at the way you grasped his head. “Tae! What are you doing?! You’re gonna get us kicked out!”

      You were sure this wasn’t your imagination, and you tried to scramble your way off of his shoulders. But, his huge hands had a tight grip on your thighs, keeping you there. Falling backwards, you sighed as you dangled off him, your hair sweeping the floor. “Tae, if you drop me, you’re paying for my medical bills.”

      Another laugh bubbled from his throat, and he pulled you back up to a sitting position. “You looked sad, I hate seeing you like that. It makes me sad. But anyways, I think we have everything we need. I’ll pay.” he pushed the cart up to the registers, laughing and thanking people when they commented on how you two were the, “cutest couple they’ve ever seen”. The only thing you could do in response to that was to bury your head into the crook of his neck, getting “awww”ed even more. You weren’t against the idea of dating him, at all. I mean, really, who would be? After helping him carry everything out to the car, you put the car into shift.

      But, not before Jimin jumped onto the hood of the car and scared the living shit out of you.

      You jumped up as fast as humanly possible, banging your head threateningly hard against the roof of the car, your head slamming back down. Your movements stilled as darkness started to engulf your sight, black dots growing bigger and bigger. 

      Until it was all black.


      Quiet, gentle callings of your names woke you up, which then turned into hoarse, desperate please for you to wake up.

      “wHOA, whoa whoa whoa, what’s up? Tae? What’s wrong? Oh god, Tae, don’t cry, please don’t cry, it’s okay, I’m okay. Don’t worry.” You took his head in his hands, clutching it to your chest was pounding, your heartbeat pounding in your ears. Everything was spinning, the bright lights blinding, but you focused on the few tears slipping from his eyes and rolling down his flushed cheeks.

      The door busted open, a teary eyed Jimin coming. “Oh god. (Y/N). I-I’m so sorry, I was just gon-”

      Your laugh stopped him mid sentence, looking up at him. “Jimin, miss me with that bullshit. It’s okay, and I swear, if you try to apologize, you will trade places with me. Now, come on, I’m not staying in a death house thing any longer.” Jumping up, you ripped off the IV drip and headed to change in the bathroom.

      Also not knowing that the two boys got a clear view of your ass in the hospital gown.


      After signing out with two unusually quiet boys, you headed back out to the car. “Why are you two so silent all of a sudden?” Turing to look at them, you noticed how they both immediately looked back down to their feet. 

      Jimin was the first to speak up, scuffing his feet on the floor in a shy way. “Well… We-”

      “We saw your ass.”

      “TAEHYUNG!”

      “WELL AT LEAST I TOLD HER!!!” You were doubled over laughing, gripping the edge of the car. 

      “C-c’mon, let’s just get Jimin back to his apartment.” You weren’t allowed to drive, so you laid down on the blanket bed Tae had made for you, and watched the glaring fest the two at the front had. Once Tae had pulled into Jimin’s lot, he murmured a quiet “bye”, before speeding back to the dorms. You laughed as you saw how white his knuckles had turned from his grip, resting a hand on his shoulder so that they’d go back to normal.

      “Tae, calm downnnn. It’s okay baby boy.” You laughed and thought nothing of the little name you had called him, not noticing the bright blush on his cheeks. “Let’s go, we’re back.” You opened up the car door and slammed it shut, opening his as well and tugging him out. “So I was thinking we just binge watch whatever the hell you want tonight, and I’ll get popcorn duty. Sound good?” A simple nod was all you got from him, so you smiled and unlocked the door. As soon as you shut it, your body slammed back onto it, being met with the lust filled eyes of Taehyung. “T-Tae, what are you-”

      “I don’t think you’ll be calling be ‘baby boy’ for a long ass time after tonight.”

      And that definitely wasn’t a part of your imagination.


      The morning sun had shown through the windows, lines of light flooding into the small room. A quiet moan left Taehyung’s mouth, his back arching with cracks echoing through the air. “Babe?” His voice was husky, even lower than normally. “Are you awake yet?”

      A groan escaped your lips as you rolled over into his chest, as you quietly sighed. “What time is it…?”

      “Oh fuck. U-um, it’s… One?” This caused your eyes to shoot open, looking straight at him.

      “IT’S ONE?! OH MY GOD, WE’RE LATE!!!” You threw the covers off of you, standing up from your makeshift couch. “Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck… Where are all my shirts?” Rummaging around, Taehyung propped himself up on his elbows, a smirk tugging at his lips.

      “I don’t know about you, but I’m staying here. You can join me if you want~” You stopped in your steps, looking back up at him before ripping your shorts and shirt back off. His low laugh danced around you, the sound brightening up the room even more. Plopping back down next to him, you handed him the remote, tracing light circles on his chest. 

      You two stayed lounging around all day, slow and loving kisses being shared, tickle fights turning into make out sessions. The day was calm and quiet, something that you wished you could have every day. But, maybe in the future, add a few mini Taes running around, and your life would be complete. You were never into the idea of finding the right person and having kids - you were a more, “I’m gonna find a place, own some giant dogs and a million cats” type of gal. Now, running off to some warm, beach side house in California with Tae sounds like the perfect dream, having a couple of kids to grow up with the waves. It was your dream.

      You had both stayed up throughout the day, keeping each other company and snacking on bowls of ramen. You two had been reading a book to each other, going back and forth, before a loud bang at the door stopped you both.

      “Who is it…?”

      “Jimin!”

      FUCK.

      You jumped up, throwing on one of Tae’s shirts. You cracked the door open, looking up at him. “What’s up?”

      “I was wondering if you two…” His sentence ran off as he peeked through the crack at your body, lightly covered by Tae’s shirt that only went just below your pantie line. “Are you wearing his shirt…?” You felt a pair of arms wrap around you from behind, looking up to see Tae glaring at Jimin. Once again.

      “Yes, she is. And no, we’re fine staying here tonight. Now, anything else? No? Okay, bye Jimin.” He shut the door with a sigh, and looked down at you. “Baby… What’s wrong?”

      You found out that he had already known about the incident that happened between you and his friend previously, so you knew he didn’t mean that. “I mean… I don’t even know. I just don’t want you two being torn apart because of me, that’s all.” His lips pressed against yours as he grinned, his eyes fluttering back open to look at you once he broke away. 

      “We’ve always had this frenemies thing going on, I’d have a crush, he’d take her from me. So don’t worry, you don’t know how happy I am right now.” You both laughed, his hands sliding down to the bottom of the shirt draped over your torso.

      You both may or may not have ended up skipping the next day too.

I went for a run while watching the got7+ ep. and almost fell when yugbam danced together to Dreamin’. Not only did they not plan it (because bam was impressed that yug had the ‘sense’ to dance at that moment) they were improvising along as they danced and it was perfect because they play around so well with each other and spend so much time together they are practically synced to one another!!!! I cried and laughed because not only was it the cutest thing i have ever seen but they were also having so much fun lookin all hot and adorable like that. I just 😩