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I’m sure you all know about the postal vote on marriage equality.

There is some debate about the wording of the directive sent to the ABS. It is possible that 16 and 17 year olds who are pre-enrolled may be able to vote.

It takes a few minutes and you have to do it at some point anyway.

<b>I repeat: 16 and 17 year olds might be able to vote on marriage equality.</b>

Please please register to vote ASAP.

Teach Me To Love (G Dragon Mafia!au/Soulmate!au Fic) Chapter 5

Warnings: None

Character Chapter Ch. 1 Ch. 2 Ch. 3 Ch. 4 Ch. 5 Ch. 6 Ch. 7 Ch. 8 Ch. 9 Ch. 10 Ch. 11 Ch. 12 Ch. 13 Ch. 14

“So I’ve been tracking Dalca’s movement’s you asked boss…and I found something interesting,” Seungri said walking into the kitchen early the next morning. 

Jiyong fought back the urge to throw his coffee cup at him. It was too early for what ever Seungri was about to tell him, good news or not. Especially not with the lack of sleep that he had been enduring. 

“So Dalca has been doing a lot of shopping the past couple of days…no surprise with the new lady in his life…” Seungri started not thinking about his choice of words.

“The point Seungri!” Jiyong snapped.

“Right…but he’s made quite a few stops at a supermarket…near where that teacher lives,” Seungri said, setting the laptop on the counter.

Jiyong looked over his shoulder. “How near?”

“The supermarket? Block and a half…from the teacher’s apartment,” he replied.

Hands shaking from his grip on his coffee cup, he let it go, cup falling from his hand to the floor. “Get out.”

“Boss?” Seungri questioned.

“I said get out!” he yelled, his voice echoing through the kitchen.

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Corbin: My kids are in there! Brennen and Harper, I’m their father I’m allowed to pick them up-

Aisha: Do not push passed me. You can’t barge in here, you have to be pre-authorised by the enrolling parent to be able to pick up a child and you’re not on our list-

Corbin: Just who the hell are you anyway??

Aisha: This is my dayca-


Cleo: Oh my God… is that… Corbin?

Toby: Corbin…?

[FIC] Ties (T)

Member: Kim Mingyu
Prompt: Stepbrother!Mingyu
Word Count: 8,698
Genre: Angst
Warnings: Underaged alcohol consumption, cursing, non-explicit violence, mild implications of underage sex and drug abuse

A/N: Wow, what a monster of a fic this turned out to be, but I had so much fun wrecking my own sanity writing this out.
As stated in the title and Warnings tag, THIS FIC IS RATED T so Baby Carats, avert your eyes at once!
Be sure to let us know what you think by sending us a message/tag!
Thank you jihoonic for the beta reading!! <3


Originally posted by jihoonns

For as long as you can remember, you’ve hated Kim Mingyu with a passion.

You had a near-perfect childhood. All through your toddler-hood, you’ve been raised single-handedly by your mother. Life had never been particularly hard, per-say, definitely not as hard as how cliché Korean melodramas picture single-parented households to be. Your mother had a stable job at the bank as an auditor. You lived a comfortable life in the suburbs, went to kindergarten, had three square meals a day (sometimes four, for you are a growing little girl). Life was enjoyable until you’ve reached the age of six.

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I am trying so hard not to harass my agency

They’re not planning on moving the kids until August 14th so CPS isn’t rushing on any answers. Of course.

I’m going crazy with the planning. I was going to take Alyssa to Florida late August and to California either in October or November. I hate not being able to plan anything. I was so excited for the uncertainty to end.

And in the meantime, we’re going to have to attend that crazy training this weekend. And be interviewed by the corporate investigator. Which is going to be annoying if we don’t get the kids.

I can’t stop biting my nails. So much planning is trying to happen in my brain.

The girl will need to be enrolled in pre-k, the afternoons will be filled. Which is fine. I’ll have to quit my nanny job and I’d like to give her more than just two weeks notice. We’ll need to pack away all the excess baby furniture. And move the office back to our room. And put the twin beds back. I hate my brain right now. It’s in overdrive for no reason.

I am so excited that this is the very last foster care emotional roller coaster I’ll have to go through..

okay SO i got a michelle unwin headcanon

now imagine eggsy and harry just got together. eggsy’s saying, “but mum i LOVE him” and michelle’s having the same reaction i have when ariel says that shit in little mermaid. “you’re like 12 sit down kid” but unfortunately eggsy is an adult and cannot be swayed

so michelle’s met most of the kingsman by this point–you try keeping her out of the tailor shop, like eggsy claiming to be a tailor’s assistant would’ve been a viable excuse for longer than five seconds–

and when her and merlin are complaining about harry (it’s a weekly event with wine and good food, it’s their favorite pasttime let’s be real) merlin suggests she date someone to make eggsy uncomfortable

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OQ Week Prompt 2- Pretending to be a Couple

In order to get her son in the best private school she can Regina asks her new friend Robin to pose as her husband. Modern AU.


Regina smoothed out the creases of her suit as she climbed out of her SUV. Henry gave her an amused look as he stepped out of the back seat.

“I just want to say again that I can’t believe you’re actually doing this,” he said shaking his head.

She sent him a frustrated look. “Hey it was either this or you go to the high school with the metal detectors at the door.”

They heard the passenger door slam as Robin climbed out of the car. “Trust me Henry you should be grateful to have a mother who cares this much about your education.”

Henry smirked at him as he rolled his eyes. Robin was one of his mom’s new friends from work. To be honest he was little surprised that she’d been able to connect with someone so soon after their move to New York but Robin seemed to be a decent guy. He was a graphic designer at the new advertising firm where Regina worked and he’d sort of taken her under his wing. He was quickly becoming someone she could count on. So much so that she’d asked him to pretend to be her husband for their interview with the headmistress of Henry’s intended private school.

“I just think it’s ridiculous that she has to have a husband before they’ll even let me in,” said Henry indignantly.

“Well you’re not wrong but that’s private school for you,” said Robin. “They take everything into account with new students, even home life.” To be honest he wasn’t so fond of his new friend bending to the school’s wills either. He was a firm believer that all education should be free to the public, not guarded behind tuition fees and iron gates.

“I know it’s insane Henry,” said Regina fixing her hair in the car mirror. “But I want you to have the best chances in life and this school is one of those chances.”

Blanchard Academy was the best prep school in the state. Their teachers were well traveled and educated. The classes were small. The campus was beautiful. More than half the students went on to Ivy League schools. It was a parents dream to get their kid enrolled. Henry had passed the entrance exam with flying colors and due to a large inheritance from her father she could more than afford to pay tuition. The problem lay with her marital status. She’d read on more than a few forums that the headmistress of the school had a firm bias against single parents. When she and Henry had been invited for a pre-enrollment interview the receptionist had asked if her husband would be joining them and before she could stop herself she blurted out yes. Thank god Robin had agreed to play along with her insanity.

She took one last look at herself before nervously turning to her son and (fake) husband. “Okay one more time. What are the stats?”

“Henry is 14 and his birthday is May 30th,” replied Robin automatically. “You are thirty-seven and your birthday is July 15. You adopted Henry when he was three months old. I met you both a year and a half ago on a business trip to Maine. We dated long distance for 9 months. I would visit you every other weekend and you both would come see me for holiday visits. I proposed to you on New Year’s Eve with a ring Henry helped me pick. A month later we were married in a courthouse ceremony. I set up things here while you finished out the school year in Maine with Henry. We’ve only been married six months.”

Regina let out a relieved breath. “Okay. Henry, stats?”

“Robin’s 38,” replied Henry. “His birthday is April 18th. He was born in England but he moved here with his parents when he was 15. He went to college at USC, graduated in 1999. He was married before you but it didn’t work out. He has one son named Roland. He’s seven, brown hair, brown eyes, dimples and loves Adventure Time, Spiderman and anything made by Pixar.”

“Spot on,” said Robin with a grin.

Henry smiled and gave him a high-five. “I’ve always been good at tests.”

Regina took another deep reaching into her purse and slipping on one of her mother’s old rings. It felt strange having a ring on her finger again. She hadn’t worn them since Daniel died. This is for my son’s education, she silently reminded herself.

“Okay,” she said nodding her head. “Let’s head inside.”

They took a few steps before Robin called out to her. “Wait. Perhaps we should… hold hands?”

She stared at his outstretched hand and hesitated before grabbing it with her own. What the hell, she thought to herself. Might as well fully commit.


They’d decided to let Henry wander around campus while they had their meeting with the headmistress. Frankly Robin was glad he wasn’t here for this. Something about the woman in front of him put him off. Headmistress Blue was a good-looking women. Her features were delicate and she always had a small smile on her face. Yet somehow whenever he looked into her eyes Robin saw something he didn’t trust. Something extremely strict and judgmental. Something cold.

She looked over Henry’s file with a discerning eye. “Your son’s test scores are quite impressive.”

“Thank you,” said Regina with a smile. “I’ve always tried to remind him of the importance of education.”

“His participation leaves something to be desired though,” she drawled flipping through the folder. “The file from his previous school says that he’s not involved in any clubs, sports or theatres. How would you explain that?”

Regina hesitated before answering. “Well Henry has always been a bit shy around others.”

Robin quickly grabbed her hand and squeezed it reassuringly. She’d been more than a little jumpy during this whole interview process. “I think introverted would be a better term darling.”

She sent him a grateful look. “Right. Henry is very passionate about many things but they’re usually things that he can do in solitude. Reading, writing and drawing.”

“It’s why we’re hoping he’ll get a chance to attend your school,” said Robin with a smile. “We read up on what amazing creative writing and literature classes you have here. We’re hoping they’ll give Henry a chance to branch out and meet more people with his interests.”

Regina raised an eyebrow him, clearly impressed. He actually read the pamphlets I gave him, she thought to herself.

The headmistress leaned back in her seat and looked them over. “I will say that I am impressed with Henry’s grades and test scores. According to what I’ve read he’d be a good fit for Blanchard Academy. However, I do have some concerns about his home life.”

Regina glanced at Robin apprehensively. “His home life?”

“Yes,” said Blue with a nod. “He’s been through quite a few changes this past year. Your marriage, his move here, having another child in the house. Children who experience changes of this nature tend to go through an adjustment period where they act out and misbehave. I worry that if I admit Henry now he will begin to show these symptoms during the school year.”

“Trust me there’s no chance of that,” said Regina with a chuckle. “Henry has always been particularly well-adjusted and he knows that he can come to me with any issues that he has.”

“Well I’m just not sure I believe that,” said the headmistress in a superior tone. “I’ve worked in education for many years now and I’ve seen plenty of boys in his situation go down rough paths. Especially ones that come from homes with your background.”

Regina clenched her jaw and leaned forward in her seat. “I’m sorry. With my background?”

“Single mothers with sons,” clarified Blue. “Given the absence of a father figure in the home most boys in the situation begin to think of themselves as stand-in protectors for their mothers. They like to take care of them and when their mothers begin to date and remarry they begin to angry that they’ve been pushed aside.”

Regina stared at her with wide eyes and began to ball her hands into fists. She couldn’t be serious. She couldn’t honestly think that by marrying someone else Regina would begin to neglect Henry. It was preposterous. She was so insulted she couldn’t even speak. Luckily Robin could.

“Did you actually use the words ‘pushed aside?’” he said in a low voice.

“Well studies do show that the boys tend to feel neglected-”

“Wait neglected?!” he interrupted angrily. “That’s not much better now is it?”

Blue pursed her lips at him. “These are just the facts Mr. Locksely.”

Robin scoffed at her. “No the facts are you have chosen to judge my… wife and her son based on one inconsequential fact about their lives. If you had taken one minute to look beyond what I assume is an outdated and sexist study about middle class families you would see that there is nothing my wife cares about more than her son. Because I’ve been able to see it from the moment I met her.”

Though she kept the smile on her face they could both see that Blue had begun to seethe with rage. “Now are you sure that you can be such a good judge of character Mr. Locksely? Given that your first marriage ended in divorce.”

That was enough to raise Regina out of her stupor. “I don’t think I appreciate your tone Headmistress Blue. My husband’s previous marriage has nothing to do with his judge of character.”

“Well divorce is never good for any child Mrs. Mills,” said Blue. “I’m sure despite his best efforts your stepson, Roland, felt the effects of his parent’s separation.”

By this point Robin had gone red in the face. His grip on the chairs handle bars seemed to be the only thing keeping him in his seat. He shivered when he felt Regina place her hand on top of his. She ran her thumb over the top of his hand and they exchanged a look. She stared into his eyes and silently said, let me handle this.

She turned to Blue with a dangerous smile on her face. “Headmistress do you have any children?”

“I do not,” said Blue firmly. “I prefer to focus on my work.”

“Right,” said Regina. “And have you ever been married?”

She saw the headmistress clench her jaw before shaking her head. “No I have not.”

Unsurprising, thought Regina. “So given you lack of experience in both areas why do you think you have the right to judge either of us so severely?”

Blue gave her a pitying look. “Mrs. Mills-”

Regina raised a finger at her. “No I am not done speaking so do not interrupt me,” she said in a harsh voice.

Robin didn’t even hide his smirk as he saw the smile drop off of the headmistress’s face.

“Now my husband’s previous marriage might not have worked out but that has nothing to do with his ability as a parent. He loves his son just as dearly as I love my own and for you to sit there and belittle us for the situations we were forced to raise our children in is the height of despicability! I will not tolerate it! Especially not from someone whose name is no more than a color!”

Blue’s jaw dropped as Regina rose from her seat and looked down at her.

“Now it’s more than clear to me Henry could more than excel at this school but I’ve now decided that I don’t want him anywhere near it. Not with someone as toxic as you running it.”

She turned to Robin. “I’m going to grab Henry so we can get the hell out of here.”

“Right behind you, love,” he said rising from his seat as she stomped out of the office. He turned to grin at the headmistress. “I hope you have a miserable day.”

He relished the look of shock on her face before he slammed the door.


Since Regina’s rage seemed to be filling every corner of the car on the ride away from the school Robin suggested stopping for lunch so she cool down. After twenty minutes of awkward silence while Henry ate and Regina picked at a salad he encouraged Henry to play in the arcade.

“You know any decent parent would’ve done the same thing,” he said gently.

She scoffed at him. “Trust me I don’t regret a thing. She definitely had it coming. I’m just mad I have to find another school for Henry.”

“Well if you show half the ferocity you did in that office any school will be far too scared not to accept him,” he said with a smirk.

She winced at him. “Was I really that bad?”

“At one point I was concerned you were going to light her on fire with your mind,” laughed Robin.

She let out a breathless chuckle. “Don’t think I didn’t try.”

Robin smiled at her from across the table. “You know judgmental headmistresses aside, I kind of enjoyed being your husband.”

Regina raised an eyebrow at him. “You’re not proposing are you?”

“Marriage? No,” he said. “But perhaps dinner wouldn’t be so bad?”

She felt a smile tug on her lips. “Maybe it wouldn’t.”