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That Awkward Moment When – Part 2

John Laurens x Reader

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A/N: WELL HERE IT IS. THE WAIT IS FINALLY OVER, DON’T GET TOO CRAZY KIDS. Okay but forrealthis might be a piece of trash come yell at me I’m all ears. I hope this doesn’t disappoint, I’m sorry, YOU ALL ARE SO SO AMAZING. ENJOY.

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anonymous asked:

2d and mudz with a s/o whos normally very reserved in their feelings but something just sets them off and theyre crying and whimpering in a corner; how would they comfort them?

Murdoc Niccals:

  • When he sees you at the edge of your bed, head in your hands, he cringes just a tad. Something must be up- this is definitely not characteristic of you.
  • “Love… You okay?” He would be kind of wary when it comes to helping you since he doesn’t want to screw up and make things worse, but this situation doesn’t look like he could just walk away.
  • “Oh, oh god,” you said, spinning around. “I though you were coming home later, and I…” Murdoc, just… Just go, I’m fine-”
  • “Well, um,” he muttered, cracking one of his knuckles. “I, um… If you need anythin’…
  • Nodding solemnly, you turned your back to him, wiping your eyes. “I just had a rough day, that’s all.”
  • For some reason (and he doesn’t know why), Murdoc knows that it’s been more than just a rough day for you, but he doesn’t know how to respond or help you in the slightest.


  • “Hey, (y/n), I brought home that movie ya’ wanted to see! And check this- it’s blue ray!blOOOO RAAAy (like in the plastic beach game u know)
  • When he is met with silence, he sets the movie and a plastic bag onto the counter. “I also brought home thai food, since I know that you’ve been gettin’ sick of pizza and stuff…”
  • When he doesn’t hear your voice ring through the halls, he looks back outside. Your car is parked in the driveway, and you never left a note saying that your took a brisk walk or went out to the park…
  • When he hears a muffled sob, he immediately jogs over to your bedroom. Cracking the door open, he saw you in the corner, facing the wall. You didn’t look well.
  • “(y/n)… What happened?” He would say, rushing to your aid. “Who hurt ya’? Why are ya’ cryin’? Hey-” Digging through his pockets, he fished out a single napkin. “Hold on, there are napkins that came with the thai-”
  • When he gets back to your side, he stays there until he knows what happened and does his best to make you feel better… Even if he isn’t the best at giving out advice.

anonymous asked:

OMG part 2 of sugar daddy nursey?

I’d seriously LOVE more sugar daddy Nursey!!!! (Continuation, separate I don’t mind)

((Part 1))

Will gets off the plane and can’t help but groan aloud. Derek texted him before he boarded, saying Might be working a little late, I’ll send a driver to pick you up and take you to mine. He should’ve guessed that Derek would be standing here in the terminal with a dopey sign that says ‘Mr. Poindexter’ and an even dopier smile on his face.

“You understand that you’re the worst, right?” He gripes, rolling his eyes as he walks up to Derek.

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anonymous asked:

now i'm sad bc cursed fandom tropes :)) pls do some more phichuuri headcanons when u have the time they make me so happ

Phichit was a fan of Yuuri’s for a while! Nothing major more like kept track of his progress, and cheered him on at competitions if they were at the same one. Always thought he was a chill guy,. 

Then they meet at Detroit (Phichit’s freshman year+Yuuri’s Junior) and they bond for a bit but don’t get close until Phichit’s Sophomore and Yuuri’s first stint as a Senior. Yuuri’s roommate graduates and he knows Phichit is leaving the dorms so he offers him a key. They get REALLY close and work amazing as roommates. 

They teach other their Thai+Japanese, create food that reminds the other of home (Phichit calls Hiroko and gets a recipe for Katsudon when Yuuri had really bad homesickness. Yuuri literally sobbed into Phiciht’s shirt until the food went cold. It was still delicious.) and take their pills together. 

They have impromptu dance parties in the kitchen and Phichit will sing along to whatever top 40 hit is popular until Yuuri is in near tears begging for mercy. (Phichit can’t sing…neither can Yuuri…pray for their neighbors.) 

They also cuddle a lot and will just lay on the floor holding hands swapping stories about home. Hiroko starts sending Phichit a gift package along with Yuuri’s. Phichit’s mom does the same and their moms have a mini battle  of who can send the best stuff. (This was their favorite part of college. Those boys had 0 wants.) 

sometimes you just gotta get off work early and go to the farmers market w your wife + get hella greens and fresh made almond milk, come home and order thai food and get ****** real good then go out for frozen custard and keep finding ways to touch her in some way because being with her is so warm and good and safe

Okay, so maybe not so much with the liveblogging because we were too busy squeeing at each other and running around my current home town having adventures in Thai food and cupcakes and railroad crossings. And garage sales. It was a busy day. :)

His favorite color is green because it is the color of life 
His favorite power ranger is also the green one, because when he was little he used to have it’s dagger and the kid across the street had a sowrd so they would fight each other. but sadly chris would ussually lose. 
He smokes some weed, but never in front of fans. 
He smokes ciggarets since he was 14. Weed he started at 16. 
He has 2 sister’s and one brother.
He lived in Joplin since he was 11. 
He dropped out of high school to pursue music. 
Because of this he was kicked out of his house. 
He is straight despite popular opinion. 
He belives in Gay Marrige 
He loves everyone and everything. 
He does not wear shoes. 
He has a theory that if no one wore shoes there would be no litter and everything would be comfortable to walk on. 
He smokes American Spirits 
He doesn’t bath as often as most people. 
He wears the same outfit for long portions of time, and when he gets tired of it he finds another one. Sometimes he just leaves his clothes places. 
He would rather talk to you then take a picture. 
He doesn’t belive in politics. 
His birthday is Febuary 11th 
He’s extremly good at tennis. 
He tried out for basketball in the 8th grade. but sadly he did not make the team. 
He used to cut himself. 
He thinks the media is ****** up. 
He wrote his first song in 8th grade for a talent show. 
He likes Thai Food. 
In Joplin when he;s home he likes to have lunch at a thai restaruant called “The Magic Noodle" 
He loves the Waffle House. He esspecially likes the one on Rangeline in Joplin. 
He is vegan. 
He is single. 
His dad is Edward Ingle and his Mom is Nancy Kiefner. 
They are divorced. 
He lost his virginity when he was 16 to a girl who had cheated on him MANY times during there relationship. 
He likes weird hats. First it was the sailor hat, then the airplane driver dude hat, then the bear like wild hat, then mohawk, and recently i’ve seen alot of the indian headress. 
He used to have blonde hair.
Tattoos. He has lots.
His first tattoo was faith in hebrew on his wrist.

if I am hopeful

the whole thing. finally. (like, after ten months.) one scully ficlet for every season/movie. just the last ficlet is new, though the first few are making their first appearance on Tumblr.

the song is “A Beginning Song” by the Decemberists; you should listen to it. While I was writing the last chapter I listened to the song “Take Me Home” by Scars on 45. It’s pretty cheeseball, but perfect.

i am waiting, should i be waiting
i am wanting, should i be wanting
i am hopeful, should i be hopeful

// one // ice

It’s just that she wants to prove him wrong. She thinks he’s crazy at least two-thirds of the time, and she usually dismisses people who are so irrational and so loud about their irrationality — but she also can’t remember anyone before him being a challenge.

That’s what it is. She likes the challenge. She’s always loved being right, it’s what got her this far, and with him there are just so many opportunities. Every conspiracy theory, every supervillain monologue, and she just raises an eyebrow that says: Science. Sometimes he’ll fall over himself trying to shoehorn his latest hypothesis into some kind of scientific framework, and she doesn’t hate that either. He’s at least as clever as she is — they don’t hand out those Oxford degrees for nothing - and she loves making him work for it.

It’s just the challenge she likes.

It’s not his hands. She’s started noticing them, lately; long fingers like a pianist’s, and his nails trimmed so carefully they almost look manicured. They look better than hers, most days. Those perfect hands and those ridiculous, rumpled suits. She’s wondered if he ever combs his hair.

And sometimes he looks at her like — she doesn’t even know what — but like she knows all the answers. Or maybe like she is all the answers, which is impossible, since most of the time she’s sure he doesn’t even know the questions.

Most of the time.

But sometimes she wishes he would ask.

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Sometimes Thai people eat Pad Thai too: A healthy version of Pad Thai

It’s funny that Thai food is most commonly associated with pad thai, when really Thai people don’t eat pad thai all that often. For my family, that’s because it’s always too greasy. However, my mom managed to healthify pad thai (at least to an extent) on one of the days that she actually had cravings for some. How exactly?

  • Pad Thai is made from soaked dried rice noodles, so using brown rice noodles instead of regular rice noodles makes a big difference.
  • When the oil is put into the wok before the stir-fry, leave it for a while to allow most of the oil to evaporate so that you can have a really really nice, dry final product but still using the stir-fry method. 
  • Instead of putting the scrambled egg in, use tofu (or just egg whites) instead
  • The protein component of this dish is already very low fat: shrimp, crab meat and tofu. So don’t skimp on those! 

If you’d like a full recipe for this Pad Thai, feel free to message me at redefiningfood



Dean slipped quietly into their long term hotel room and glances around. Sam was probably in the bedroom of what amounted to a mini apartment, no doubt studying like the bookworm he was, so Dean took a moment to silently sneak around and lay out plates and wine glasses. He’d had to sneaky for a whole damn week but bis efforts were about to bear fruit.

The take out from Sam’s favorite Thai place was the last thing he brought in, bringing in the ice cream, cake, champagne and chocolate covered strawberries first. By the time he finished getting everything set up the smell of the Thai food was filling up their little home and surely would drag Sam away from his books and inti their kitchen.

anonymous asked:

‘I’m on the verge of tears because of a rude customer and you step in and stand up for me’ AU for Hance (or any Hunkship, or even polyships feat. hunk ;)

My first thought was on the verge of tears Lance…but then angry Lance was just too good to pass up. 

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One Bad Night

Not only did she get booted out of a lyft but upon stumbling onto the curb she broke her heel. She glared at her best friend Amber who shrugged. “What that fuckin guys was a misogynistic dick! I wont have someone critisizing my choices in showing my body just because he’s a prick.”
Y/n closed her eyes “how far are we from the club?” She sighed with an edge of anger lacing her voice. “Are you mad at me it sounds like you’re mad at me…?” Amber pried. Y/n let out a long sigh. Youre goddamn right im mad (is what she wanted to say) however she shook it off and asked again. “How far are we from the club?”
Amber looked at maps on her phone and scrunched her nose. “About 6 blocks?”
Fuck you Am. “How am I supposed to walk 6 blocks on a broken heel?” Y/ N asked. Amber fished through her purse “dont worry ive got back ups. What kind of friend would I be if I didnt have back ups?” The kind of friend to have me out here on my birthday ruining my favorite pumps and having to fricken exercise in tight jeans and a crop top thats what. Y/n kept it to herself and took the black patent leather flats.

By the time theyd made it to the club y/n had shoved her long beautiful mane into a bun disregarding the time spent curling and styling that she did earlier. Its bad enough Amber scared the fuck out of her while she was curling her hair leaving a burn the size of the state of California on the back of her neck. She hoped no one would notice. Upon approaching the lengthy line they ambled up to the bouncer who hardly looked up from their clip board. “Back of the line.” They said in a droll tone. “Arent you gonna like…” Amber started “back of the line like everyone else.” They said turning the page on the clip board still not looking up. Y/n sighed rolling her eyes and starting off toward the other direction. “This is stupid.” She mumbled. “Hey! If you wouldve worn that sexy black dress that I got you we wouldve already been in there. Who goes out in jeans?” Amber snarked. “Dude! That dress wouldve had my thighs rubbing together like there was no tomorrow especially since your narrow ass had us walking for 6 blocks.”
“Youre always complaining, if I had your body Id be running around naked.” Amber sighed locking arms with her. As soon as Y/n and Amber started toward the back of the line a motor cycle pulled up on the curb. Screams erupted from the back of the line, “what the fuck is happening?” Y/n asked. “Holy shit bitch…” “what???” “Do you not know who that is?”
“Amber I– ”
Amber turned and grabbed y/ns face “your baby daddy in your head…think girl!” “Thats not Jason Momoa…” y/n said. “No bitch the Vanilla one.”
Y/ns eyes went wide as the realization hit her. “No no girl nu-uh.” “Uh yes bitch.”
He approached the front of the line as they were leaving. “Where are you going?” He said to Y/n scanning her up and down before giving her his signature smile. Amber grabbed her arm and whispered “bitch Chris Evans just gave you THE LOOK.”
Y/n elbowed her. “We were headed to the back, yknow rules.”
“No that idiot bouncer doesnt know a goddess when he sees one!” Amber barked loud enough for the bouncer to hear. Y/n closed her eyes and let out a sigh. “Well I sure as hell do.” Chris said, still looking dead at y/n. He was looking at her like he already knew what she looked like under her clothes. She crossed her arms feeling suddenly vulnerable in her crop top. “Why dont you come in with me?” He said holding out his hand. Y/n turned to Amber who nudged her on.

The two women followed Chris into the club, about half way toward Chris’ booth Amber disappeared. Of fucking course when she actually needed Amber and her forever running mouth she was gone. Now she had to talk to him. What the fuck is she gonna say? Thoughts bombarded her ‘I hope I didnt sweat off my makeup.’ ’ I hope I still smell good..’ ‘what do I even say to him???’. He stopped and guided her to sit down with his hand at the small of her back. She sat down and undid the bun at the top of her head allowing her thick dark hair cascade down her shoulder. He watched in awe as she adjusted herself. “Wow.” He said breathlessly. She smiled softly “what?” “You’re so beautiful…” he said eyeing her. She let out a small chuckle. “And here i was thinkin you felt bad for us and had us follow you in.” “No.” He laughed. “I just. I dont know I dont see a lot of girls like you anymore. I really wanted to meet you.” He said.
“What do you mean girls like you?” She said quirking an eyebrow. “You’re just everything. You’re genuine and gorgeous. Its refreshing.”
She rolled her eyes “shut up.”
“I mean it.” He laughed. “Come on I’ll order us some drinks.” He said soflty brushing his hand over hers. Shivers ran down her spine.

“You know what I didnt even want to come out tonight.” She said taking a sip of her third drink. “No?” “Nuh-uh its my birthday I wanted to stay home and order thai food and watch x-files all day then get a little drunk and eat icecream.” She giggled. He smiled at her “what happened?” “I got fuckin dragged out here by my friend, and she argued with the lyft, uber, whatever the fuck, point is she fought the guy for like 20 minutes and he dropped us off like 6 blocks away and i fucked up a pair of $500 shoes.” She said. “Oh no.” He laughed. “Shush those were my favorite pumps they were sparkly red platforms and now theyre in Ambers purse probably getting granola crumps in them.” She said finishing her drink.

He sighed and finished his own. “Well the night of your birthday doesn have to be a total disaster. ” he said rubbing her thigh. She looked at him raising her eyebrows. “We can still get you that thai food.” He said grinning. She laughed “I cant leave Amber here.” She said stroking his hand. “She left you with me, she got you kicked out of an uber, I think its fine with the party gods if you ditch her just this one time.” He said. She sighed he was right this whole night all she had been doing was getting y/n in messy situations. Besides she wouldve done the same thing if she’d gone home with somebody. “Okay fine.” She smirked. He laughed before pulling her out of the booth. He left money at the table for their drinks and the two weaved out of the club. They made it back to his bike. He gave her his helmet and let her wear his leather jacket. The two of them peeled down the streets. This was exciting the speed of his bike, the smell of his cologne the brisk night air. This was turning out better than she thought. The two stopped at a hole in the wall thai place. The two took their orders to go and he drove them to his place. “Jesus, swank digs my guy.” She sighed upon seeing his house. He chuckled at her, “I guess you can say that.” “I guess? Bruh your house can eat mine and have my truck for desert.” She groaned. He pulled her into him and kissed her “I’m hoping I can just have you for desert instead.” He grinned at her deer in the head lights expression. “Oh…” was all she could manage. He unlocked the door letting her in and following close behind his chest grazing her back. Shivers ran down her spine as his hands ghosted over her exposed waist gently digging into the warm soft flesh. He dipped down and nuzzled the back of her neck taking in the scent of coconut and rose emanating from her thick dark hair. His teeth clipped her neck. She turned to face him standing what would be chest to chest if he hadnt been so goddamn tall. Her hands splayed across his chest as she peered up at him. Even in the dimly lit foyer she could see the color in his eyes go from sky blue to oceanic as they darkened with lust. She was surprised and proud of her self. She never thought someone like him would be looking at her like their last supper. “Are you gonna stand there staring at me or are ya gonna do something?” She smirked. With that he set the food down on the floor and picked her up hauling her into the living room. She shrieked letting out high pitched giggles as he squeezed her butt with his free hand. He lobbed her dowb on the couch before straddling her. “Tell me birthday girl.” He started before taking off his shirt. “What do you want?” He smiled down at her. She covered her mouth as a moan left her lips as she scanned the glorious expanse of muscle infront of her. “Oh damnit. That…that right there is just straight up rude. ” she said “what?” “That!” She said hitting his chest. “You are way too damn fine, just ….“she trailed off as her hands wandered about his chest. Him chuckling drew her out of her daze. Her eyes snapped up at him. He dipped down to kiss her. “I could say the same for you, doll.” He said grabbing her by the back of the legs and pulling her closer to him. “Shut up.” She groaned as he peppered kisses about her neck. She could feel him smile against her skin. “You never told me what you wanted for your birthday.” He said letting his hands crawl up her thighs. Heat pooled in between her legs as she searched for the words to say to him. He teased her with his denim clad bulge gliding against her cunt. “Whatever you got is what I want.” She said carding her fingers through his hair. “Yeah?” He said nipping at her neck again “yeah, surprise me.” She said grinding against him as his lips clamped down hard over her collar bone. He unbottoned her jeans letting her wriggle out of them before releasing her neck from his lips. “Well on my birthday a big fantasy I have…I getting fantastic head.” He grinned inching his way down her body. “Really?” She giggled as his fingers hooked her black thong. “Definitely. ” he peeled them down her thighs. She beamed at him as he disappeared in between her thighs ghosting his lips over her cunt before planting sloppy kisses about her warm thighs. She twitched and he hadnt even tasted her yet. She knew she was in trouble by the way he gripped her thighs holding onto them tight before drawing a broad stripe over her heat. She wiggled toward him, he looked up at her with a shit eating grin before giving little kitten licks on her aching clit. She smiled at him before tugging his short blonde hair. He gasped and let his mouth hang open as his tongue darted over her. She rolled her eyes “fuckin tease.” “The build up is my favorite part” he chuckled before swiping his tongue over her heat. He caressed her thighs as he drew the soft bud into his mouth rolling it in between his lips and tongue. Christ the boy had skills! She thought. He varied speeds as he alternated between licking and sucking using her sounds as cues as to what worked best. She hit a fever pitch as his finger slid inside of her he pumped slowly curling his finger againsy her g-spot. She let out a throaty cry as her back arched up off the couch. “Oh oh oh oh n..oh my god.” She moaned as he sucked and continued to curl his finger adding another for good measure causing her to grip his hair and pull hard. He winced and replied by pinching her clit with his lips. He could feel her clench and flutter around his fingers. He picked up speed moving to the rhythm of the soft “oh…oh…oh ooh! oh! oh!” Coming from Y/N. She came hard he could feel her gush around his knuckles. He drew his fingers out of her slowly watching her body flicker he licked her juices clean off his hand before wiping his lips with the back of the opposite hand. She was flush, her chest heaving a soft sheen of sweat making her skin glimmer. He kissed her. She pulled him into her wrapping her arms around him and jamming her tongue into his mouth. The kiss was hot and dirty, tongues swapping their different tastes into eachothers mouths he groaned into the kiss as she sucked his tongue. She pulled away to catch her breath staring with lust blown eyes at the dazed adonis ontop of her. “I can still have anything I want?” She breathed. “Y-yea.” He stammered. She pulled him closer so that she could whisper in his ear. “I want you inside of me.” She caressed the shell of his ear with her tongue illicting shivers from Chris. “I can do that.” He answered. He pulled off of her and fished in his pocket for a condom before peeling out of his jeans. There was a dark mark on the front of his jeans. “Did you?” She chuckled “Did I cum in my pants listening to you? Yes, yes I did. It doesnt help that.” He rolled on the condom as she took off her shirt “that you sound like a porn star and taste like heaven.” He said yanking her toward him by the backs of her legs making her slide down the couch. She giggled as his lips met hers again while he alligned his hips with hers. She gasped as he slid inside bottoming out in her wetness. He stuck his tongue in her mouth causing her to continue kissing him. “How do you want?..” he tried to continue speaking but she felt too good. “Slow, deep…” she groaned as he moved in and out each thrust deeper than the last. He felt her nails claw into his shoulders in respinse to the pain he slammed into her. She yelped pulling him in. “Yeah, pull me in, pull me in it feels good when you…” he moaned as she matched pace she wrapped her legs around him rolling her hips against his thrusts. “Fuck you feel…y/n you feel so…” she cut him off with her lips crashing on his. “Oh Chris, fuck…just…oh my God…I ..” “what is it baby? What do you need?” “I want..i want. I” she broke off with a long moan. Her hand gripped the back of his neck “harder please.” “You got it.” He bore into her. She screamed as he continued to slam into her filling her to the hilt “Im fuckin close please…oh pleease.” “Mhmm. I can feel it.” He continued feeling the familiar presure of her walls clenching around him. It was so different feeling it around his cock than around his fingers. She was going to make him cum before he could get her there. He kissed her messily as she tried to kiss back in between moans. He collapsed holding her closer to him and deepenig the angle fucking her desperately, spurred on by her sounds of ecstasy. “Chris.” She let out in a long whine.“Y/n?” “Chris.Chris. Chris…oh fuck.” She cried. Her walls fluttered about his cock as she spilled over onto his pelvis. He chased after her as she kissed him softly, peppering hot kisses about his neck and collar. She bit down as he grabbed her ass for leverage she could feel his thrusts becomming erratic. “Kiss me.” He ordered. She did kissing him hard their tongues meeting once again until his mouth went slack and his thrusts became sloppy as he came gripping onto her fucking through his orgasm. Watching him come was enough to illict one more sneaky orgasm from Y/n as he melted into her arms kissing her sloppily. He remained inside of her for a while letting her smooth down his matted hair. “Happy birthday.” He murmured. She let out a ragged laughand kissed the top of his head. “I’ll be right back.” He said before getting up and trotting off to the downstairs bathroom to dispose of the condom. He made his way back with the almost forgotten thai food and their drinks. “There’s a blanket on the back of the couch.” He said jutting his chin toward the soft grey and white blanket. She wrapped herself up and waited for him to settle down next to her. “I guess you’ve already figured out that you’re spending the night.” He said passing her the bag with the thai food. “Hey, as long as you have netflix I’m not complaining.” She shrugged. He chuckled before kissing her one more time.

Vegan style Thai Noodles with sweet tamarin sauce and tofu and vegetable.
So so delicious. 

Photography Murat Ozkasim

Yo, Grammar: What's up with "food" and "foods"?

When we’re talking about unspecified foodor an undifferentiated mass of food, we use “food." In this sense, it is a mass noun:

  • There is so much food on the table; who’s going to eat it all?
  • Can you pick up some food on the way home?
  • I am really craving Thai food today.

On the other hand, when we’re talking about specific kinds of food, we use ”foods“:

  • We are trying to eat more plant-based foods.
  • Christina’s favorite Thai foods are Pad Thai, Tom Yum Gung, and Nam Tok Moo.
  • Let’s avoid foods that make us feel sluggish or irritated.
  • The Doctor’s favorite foods include fish fingers and custard.