watching the chicks natural insticts emerge has been rlly rewarding. when owl and moon were babies they didnt want anything to do with bugs
just today i watched rue eat the Biggest spider i have ever seen, she just kept hitting it on the ground until it was smushed up enough to eat it was frightening
chickens are dinosaurs and they love showing it
apparently it’s a kohl’s exclusive but i saw it on amazon?
the whole game is just “get to the party before discord!” which is… so mean. like the gameplay is fun but we had a whole episode about why not inviting discord to parties is a bad idea and hurts his feelings
A prompt? Shy Trini having feelings for Kim and Zack being the wingman
Thanks for the prompt!
Zack says he’s crazy - and he is - but Trini also says she’s crazy, but he can see that she isn’t. Trini is serious, more guarded than most of them, so he sees the way she tends to hide behind the mask of taking risks - of living on the edge - because if he’s being serious, he’s been there too. He likes Trini, likes how kind and strong she is at the same time, but he sees the shyness that lies underneath, and he guesses that’s why he’s seen her look at Kimberly with wounded puppy eyes. He may be crazy, but he wasn’t blind.
It’s why he takes it upon himself to help her. He thinks it’s a bad idea, something would surely come bite him in the ass later, but Trini was his friend, and he was determined to help her. He squares his shoulders as he makes his way over to where the yellow ranger sat on the steps.
“I think you need my help.” Zack says, his face catching his usual cockiness as he watches her open her eyes to look at him. He’s met with confusion and something a kin to indifference. It makes him clear his throats and stand just a little taller.
“With what?” Trini asks, her brows furrowing further.
Song for the Playlist - Wonderwall by Ryan Adams (cover)
Instagrams are here - (none for this chapter because the app is being a dick)
Word Count - 4250…ish
“Just gotta be safe, love,” he whispered.
“My protector,” she said back into his ear and a shiver ran down his spine.
He manoeuvred them until she was lying flat on the bed and he could straddle her thighs and view her perfect body from above, and leaned down to kiss her lips once again. Her hands ruffled through his hair as he abandoned her lips to find her jaw, nipping at her and his hands lingered at her neck, tickling, until he moved further down and found a perfect spot to suck on to.
Her breath hitched at his teeth on her neck, a slight moan coming from her mouth and her grip on his hair tightening until he pulled away wishing the small bruise would appear that second to mark her as his.
Request: [part 2]john shelby imagine where he falls for someone w/ a young son & shes hesitant to b involved w/john bc shes worried abt his safety. They go out& eventually they get married. She gets close to his kids. One day they hav a fight and john says let me handle it they r my kids. She gets offended and says fine she will only take care of her son then and leaves him alone to deal with his kids and work for a few days. He realizes how much he needs her. Thx
a/n: look i love fluff, don’t get me wrong, but sometimes i need to amp up the angst. (send help i broke my own heart) ((@jemchewi hope you were ready for this))
When she was fourteen, the love of his life had looked up at him with eyes full as a rain-swelled river, and asked him if he thought anyone would ever want to marry her.
His emotions had always run high — it was part of why he fought so much, and he wanted terribly to go punch the lights out of the boy who had just insulted her — and that hadn’t improved with age. The tightening in his jaw and the twitch of his fingers into fists was a testament to this.
But the anger was soon squashed by the sound of her sniffling, the sight of her clenching the sleeves of her kimono in her hands as if to ward off the tears by determination alone, and Inuchiyo felt his insides soften. He had smiled, and ruffled her hair like always, and tried not to look too serious as he sighed,
“Well, if nobody marries you, I will, okay?” She blinked once, then cocked her head to the side.
“When?” His heart skipped a beat, but he managed to reply without a tremor in his voice.
“When you’re twenty.”
At this, she had smiled, resolute, and swept the last of the tears from the corners of her eyes before holding up her pinky.
His heart skipped a beat as he locked their pinkies together, smiling bittersweet down at her.
Someone else would marry her, he told himself, unhooking his pinkie from hers and ushering her back to her family restaurant.
Someone else would marry her. They had to. Six years was a long time.
I’m literally prepared to lose more than half my followers when I post this..
The reality is. I got myself wrapped up in this lifestyle with a man who promised me the world. But instead, set my whole universe on fire and spit on it.. Knowing what I know about this lifestyle, I’d feel bad if I had decided to give the role of “ my daddy ” to another man. Although my current boyfriend, had tried and was very understanding of the whole thing, which as you know is and was an amazing start. But staying in this lifestyle, will only make me feel bad and think of my ex. I’m not about it. I’m not going to risk losing what I have, and let me tell you, what I have is amazing. I wish I could clone my boyfriend and have one for all my friends. Almost lost it, almost lost him and I’m not in any position to let the only man who’s ever been understanding of me in every way possible …
I will stay on Tumblr and continue to interact with all 9.4k of you. I will post things for the DD/Lg community and I will ALWAYS defend you, because once a little always a little, even if I don’t and won’t act like one. I’ve never met a group of people who looked up to me like you guys, and I won’t let you down. *pinky promise*
Turning the key to the hotel room, you sighed, happy to be ridding yourself of the true horror that today had been. Pushing your way into the hotel, you paid no mind to the talking that you could hear, assuming it was from one of the neighboring rooms. You walked in and set your bag down on the floor and moved to pull your hair up before turning to see a blond man, sitting behind a laptop, staring at you with a gun in his hand.