they are like adorable little cubs

Tiny hands, my only weakness.

Originally posted by panlight

Originally posted by gifsme

WARNING CONTAINS: human toddler with vampires, cute father and daughter moment+ big bro and lil sis.

“Tiny hands my only weakness” Carlisle said to the little toddler he had close to his chest. The child giggled clapping her hands together, she reached out again, little soft, warm hands attacking his face. Carlisle chuckled finding his new daughter to be adorable. He would dance like a fool for her just to hear her little soft giggles.

“Brave little cub” Emmett said coming into the room reaching for his little sibling. The tiny tot making a noise of excitement seeing her big brother, her little hands reaching out for him. Esme sat with her husband on the couch watch her son and new daughter playing together of ‘cub vs vampire’. One by one all of the Cullens came into the living room. moment like these are ones that Carlisle holds close to his heart.

With love- Admin J

anonymous asked:

I want to tell you that i really like your work (>n.n)> (especially the way you wrote the dragon au series), and to ask if you could write an au with marco as redriding hood and tom as a misunderstood wolfish demon, because all he wanted are the cookies because he has a sweet tooth for them, and not eating ppl like they thought.

Aww thank you so much! The dragon au series is probably one of my favorites! I’m glad you liked it! And this was so much fun to write! It’s been a really long time since I’ve done any feral Tom! So I included some here! I hope you enjoy!


Marco zipped his hoodie up and walked a bit faster through the woods. Maybe he shouldn’t have set out so late, and maybe he should have brought a heavier jacket. It was getting windy. Marco began to get freaked out by every noise the wind made and quickened his pace through the forest. He gripped the bag of food he had brought for his lunch the following day and continued.

Marco gasped when he thought he heard a low growl behind him and he whipped around. When Marco saw nothing, he just continued, assuming it was the wind. But a few paces forward, Marco heard the same growl, followed by a hiss and a twig snapping. Marco jumped and looked all around. He sighed in relief when he again. Saw nothing, but this time his relief was short lived.

When Marco turned around he saw a pair of glowing red eyes in the bushed and he could slightly make out a mouth of sharp teeth. Marco gasped and took a few slow steps backwards. The monster narrowed its eyes and growled again. Marco gulped, he was so scared he felt himself near tears. He knew of many people getting killed by the demons in these woods. Fearsome monsters that ate humans.

Marco took another step back and tripped on a fallen branch. He fell back and dropped his lunch bag. Marco let out a scream when the demon charged forward and he covered his face in terror, waiting to be mauled to death.

But it never came.

Marco opened his eyes and looked up slowly to see the demon sniffing the bag that Marco had dropped. Marco looked up curiously as the demon jumped a bit and his ears perked up. He put his head to the ground and walked forward, trying to get his head in the brown paper bag. The demon lifted his head up and he had it over his head, Marco couldn’t help but giggle a bit when the monster kicked the bag off of his head with his feet, and revealed himself to have a cookie in his mouth, munching away happily.

Marco got up slowly. “You… you just wanted a snack?” Marco asked, confused. The demon kept munching on the cookie and soon finished. He then  looked at Marco and advanced closer and closer. Marco backed away. “I-I don’t have anymore.” Marco admitted. The demon moved closer, sniffed Marco and began purring. He jumped on top of Marco and started giving him nuzzles and purred loudly.

Marco smiled and scratched him behind the fuzzy wolf-ears. “You aren’t trying to eat me are you?” Marco asked. “You just wanted a cookie?” Marco asked another question. The demon kept purring and nuzzling Marco and then it clicked, making the human laugh. “Oh, I probably smell like the cookies, I was baking earlier.” Marco pointed out. He pet the demon behind the ears and on the head.

A while later he began to whimper again and Marco tilted his head. “Are you okay?” Marco asked. The demon went over to paw at the brown paper bag again. “You’re hungry.” Marco realized. He looked around, with winter being here, all the plants in the forest were dead. The demon probably had little to nothing to eat for a while now. “Is that why you jumped on me? You smelled the food?” Marco asked. To his surprise the demon nodded. “Oh! You can understand me!” Marco exclaimed. The demon nodded again. “You didn’t seem like you wanted to eat me, don’t you guys eat humans?” Marco asked. Once again, the demon shook his head and pawed at the brown paper bag.

“You just wanted a meal, you must be starving and freezing out here all alone…” Marco realized. “No wonder you get aggressive… here, come with me.” Marco offered. The demon stood to his feet and Marco led him through the woods, they came to a clearing with a house and Marco smiled. “This is my family’s cabin in the woods! We go here from time to time, I was going to spend the night and then go to visit a friend. Come in.” Marco offered. Tom followed the human inside, and he felt the warm air surround him, causing him to shiver and his ears twitched. Marco smiled.

“Uh… can you talk?” Marco asked. “I just wanna know your name is all.” He added, Marco was blushing a bit. The demon looked around and was quiet for a long moment before clearing his throat. His voice sounded like he hardly spoke, which was true.

“Tom.” The demon told him. Marco smiled.

“It’s nice to meet you.” He told Tom. “It’s so cold out, you can stay here anytime you want. There’s a warm bed, and a fireplace. And I’ll be coming by to drop off food, because hunting won’t do you much good in this weather. There isn’t much living out there.” Marco explained.

“Aren’t you afraid of me?” Tom asked. Marco was taken back by this question. After seeing the adorable creature with fuzzy, wolf ears jump around and try to get cookies from Marco, it was hard to see him as scary. Especially after he started purring and moving in for cuddles. Marco just couldn’t see this creature as anything other than a little wolf cub that had to be protected. Marco shook his head.

“No, I think you’re okay.” Marco assured. Tom smiled and Marco handed him a blanket. “You get warmed up and I’ll start making us some dinner, we have plenty for beef stew. I hope you’ll like it.” Marco told him. Tom beamed and sat eagerly, waiting for Marco to finish cooking.

“H-hey Marco?” Tom asked shyly. Marco turned around. “Why would you open your home up to me… I’m a wolf demon.”

Marco smiled warmly. “You needed help I don’t think you’re dangerous. I just think you’re a little desperate. I would be too in your position. I thought demons traveled during the colder months, why are you still here?” Marco asked. Tom played with the blanket.

“My pact left me here…” Tom whispered. He pulled the blanket away and showed that he had a dark bruise along his leg and a long scar. “It was worse a while ago, I couldn’t walk and they didn’t want me slowing them down.” Tom explained. Marco sat down next to him and handed Tom a bowl of hot stew.

“Well you don’t need to worry about that anymore.” Marco promised. “You’ll be okay.” He smiled and Tom grinned, feeling the bowl warm up his frigid hands. Tom purred and gave Marco another nuzzle, his way of saying thank you.

Happy belated birthday, @ir0nshield! I hope your birthday was filled with so much fun, excitement and I also hope it was fantastic! I really wanted to write something for you since you’re just so incredibly kind and such an amazing person. 

So I do hope you enjoy a small dose of IronPanther!

T’challa breathed a sigh of relief as he exited the last meeting of the day, tired but pleased with the progress they had made. It had been a tough couple of weeks but it seemed like everything was under control. 

The citizens were happy and vibrant while the country’s resources remained well stocked. This was good news to T’challa as it meant that the country hadn’t gone under any drastic changes since he became king. He had always doubted that he would never be as good as his father and it was true that he would never be. 

But he knew that he was doing something right due to the various compliments that he received from his people. It was right that he’d never be like his father but it meant that he was becoming his own king, creating his own path. 

He was tired now and all he wanted to do was to find Tony so they could walk to dinner together. It had been a while since they had spent proper time with each other as their schedules had been hectic. T’challa had been attending to royal duties while Tony was working with the R&D department, making good headway with Bucky’s new arm. 

It was frustrating that the only time they did have with dinner and when they got the bedroom, they were too tired to talk or do anything that was physical. But holding Tony in his arms as they slept was enough to quench T’challa thirst for another day, smiling softly at the man curled up against him. 

T’challa happened to find Tony in the gardens and couldn’t help but chuckle as he saw him playing with the baby panther cubs, such an endearing sight. The sight was highly endearing as the black cubs pranced around Tony, who cooed happily as he playfully grabbed at their tails and scratched behind their ears. 

One cub had made itself at home as it lounged peacefully on Tony’s lap, not paying any attention to any of its siblings. Tail flickering leisurely, it purred as it rubbed its head against Tony’s stomach. 

“You’re the peaceful one, huh?” Tony asked, eyes soft as he scratched at its ear causing the cub to push into his hand. “I wonder why your brothers and sisters can’t be like you.” 

As if offended, one of the cubs yowled at him before gently gnawing on one of Tony’s fingers. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” Tony apologized, laughing as he rubbed the cub’s head. “But I mean it, you are all trouble.” 

That seemed to be the last straw as all the cubs then pounced on him causing Tony to yelp out in surprise as he fell onto his back. “Hey!” He chuckled, scrunching at his nose as he was licked from all directions. “I expected more of you all!” 

T’challa laughed joyfully as he strolled towards Tony before kneeling beside him and gently taking one of the cubs. The cub struggled for a moment before recognizing him and mewling happily. “Hello to you too.” He greeted, grinning when the cub pushed up against his hand. 

All the other cubs immediately looked his way and changed their course from Tony to T’challa who found himself being attacked by little cute furballs. 

Tony sat himself up before smiling at the adorable picture it made. “It seems like they can just sense you.” Tony said, gazing at them fondly. T’challa nodded as he nuzzled his nose with one of the cubs and Tony felt himself falling for the king a little more. 

“Well, I am the Black Panther.” He reminded Tony, rolling his eyes playfully when Tony stuck his tongue at him. “You don’t need to remind me.” Tony shook his head before asking, “How was the meeting?” 

“Why don’t we talk about it on the way to dinner?” T’challa offered as he gently removed the now peaceful panthers from his lap. “I’m starving.” 

“Sure.” Tony agreed, smiling when T’challa offered him a hand up which he took. He did let out a small yelp when T’challa strongly pulled him closer and captured his lips in soft kiss. 

Tony was more than happy as he melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around T’challa’s neck, bringing him even closer. It was T’challa who reluctantly pulled back but he landed a kiss on Tony’s nose, finding it so adorable at how Tony scrunched it up. 

He was so gone for this man.

Holding out his arm for Tony, who took it almost happily, the two of them strolled down the hallway towards the dinning room, talking about each other’s day and grateful to be in each other’s presence. 

Nina’s Fic Recs

Week 4 - Ok, so this is super, super late, (just under the gun, actually…) but I was actually a little busy today…. Aside from it being Dean Winchester’s birthday today, it was also my mom’s! That’s why I haven’t quite had the time to sit down at a computer and finish it up.  Anyways, here’s this week’s list!

She Was It by @impala-dreamer - Sam x Reader, fluff, romance. Sam Winchester is the absolute biggest romantic ever and my heart caN’T FREAKING TAKE IT

Sweater Weather by @writingbeautifulmen - Dean x Reader, fluff. Giving a girl your jacket is like, THE ultimate romantic move…. and then taking her to a hot spring to warm her up??? Like damn boy u got GAME - signed, sealed, delivered i am YOURS

A Tongue For Atonement by @scorpiongirl1 - Dean x Reader, slight angst, smut of epic proportions.  

Oh, OUCH. Dean’s harsh words at the beginning just hit me like a punch to the gut… and while I personally would have preferred to get the talking and verbal apologies out of the way first, I am most definitely NOT complaining about Dean’s idea of a more….physical apology. I’d like me some of that….

I’ll Do It by @impalaimagining - Sam x Reader, cotton-candy level fluff. Like the kind of fluff I lose time day-dreaming about… 

Oh fuck… ohfuckohfuckohfuck i can’t handle this i can’t THE FLUFF IS TOO GOOD MAYDAY MAYDAY

Lights Out by @daydreamingintheimpala - Dean x Reader, angst, smut, fluff, the whole smorgasbord. This is a wonderful series - Dean’s part of an underground boxing ring at college trying to win you over despite your obvious disdain for him and dislike of violent sports… Part of me loves the cheeky, cocky, confident Dean we all know and love, but I also love love LOVE when dean lets out his softer, more romantic side in efforts to woo his lady…That shit steals my heart every freaking time, man.

Reciprocation by @samsexualdeancurious - Sam x Reader, slight angst, fluff. This might be a little TMI, but I’m on my period and I can’t handle these “I love you’s” I’m literally crying this isNT FAIR YOU GUYS YOU CANT DO THIS TO ME

Can’t Take My Eyes Off Of You by @melonshino - Dean x Reader, Mermaid AU.

This is a really, really interesting take on an AU about mermaids - a lot of the basics are the same, but there’s a few differences. This is a series, and it looks to be incomplete for now, but definitely GO GIVE THIS A READ I need other people as sucked in as I am I can’t WAIT to find out what happens 

Originally posted by jadehydra

This Imagine by @teamfreewill-imagine - Sam x Reader, but Dean-centric. Fluffiest cutest fluff to ever fluff oh my god. That’s it. I’d done. Finished. Killed by the fluff. What a way to go. 

Welcome Home Baby by @samslittlespoon - Sam x Reader, smut. 

Well. That…. Happened.


The Babysitter by @revwinchester - Sam x Reader, fluff.  Ya know Sam…. if you reaaaaallly want me to be your wife, all ya had to do was ask….

Gold Star Membership by @winchester-with-wings - Sam x Reader, fluff n’ smut. 

Sam Winchester. Lion cubs. Do I have to say anymore?

you dont even know how much i love this its so adorably perfect and sexy and sam is so cute and theres cute baby animals and its basically everything i have ever wanted in this life wrapped up in a pretty bow thank you jesus

Where It Counts by @blushingsamgirl - Sam x Reader, smut. 

I am honestly so desperate for this man that I don’t think I’d stop long enough to be worried about little things like leg hair… Hi, my name is Nina, and I am slut for Sam Winchester 

She Is Love by @idreamofhazel - Sam x Reader, fluff, romance. 

This is it. The ultimate. This is the kind of love I would die for.  I honestly would love nothing more than to be there with Sam, every step of the way,  holding his hand when going gets tough and being a shoulder for him to lean on…. because Sam Winchester more than deserves someone like that in his life and I honestly cry because I know he’ll probably never get that.  Here’s hoping someone at least gets him a dog, goddammit. 

Hope everyone enjoys reading this week’s list!!!

anonymous asked:

Can we please just talk about how adorable the wolf pup is? Like, he was so excited to get a scary name so he could scare the enemies and he was so ready to fight Azura and I just adore my little wolf cub

He is adorable indeed. 😊

anonymous asked:

I have a prompt! What if Marco was practicing the keyboard and Tom overheard it?

Sure! I really liked writing this! I hope you like it! I used little headcanons about demons here and there, I hope you enjoy!


Marco turned on the keyboard and sat down. Usually he played fun little jingles and songs. He didn’t practice much, it wasn’t one of his most common pastimes. But he wanted to learn for somebody special. Tom had shown him a song that was very important to him, it was a song that demons sang to promise their devotion. It was mostly sung by royals to the person they were marrying, to show they were devoted to the marriage and loved them, despite them being forced into a wedding. Or knights would sing it to their liege, but it was never used just as a common thing. For something like two people who were only dating. So when Tom sang this song to marco he was so drawn back and flattered, and happy! But he had nothing to show back. Marco heard that usually if the love was requited they would sing back; but Marco didn’t. He didn’t know what it was at the time, but he did now.

Marco read the lyrics and noted Glosseryk had pulled some strings to get for him. The noted were not anything he’d even seen and he couldn’t figure out the tune. Marco groaned and banged his head against the keyboard. He looked up at the paper. “Come on Marco… you love Tom, this is too important for you to screw up.” Marco told himself.

He put his hands on the keyboard and tried his best to remember the tone when Tom sang it. “I know you are looking for a sea of worlds beyond your reach,” Marco sang. The notes didn’t match up and he groaned. Come on Marco! This is important to him! You can’t butcher a sacred song!” Marco hissed at himself. He took a breath and tried again.

“I know you are looking for me I see the world beyond your reach, but I’m hoping my heart can stop you before you reach the beach- NO!” Marco groaned. “I’m ruining this. Tom wasted his song on me.” Marco mumbled. He stayed there with his head on the keyboard for a long while. He didn’t even notice the demon standing in the doorway with his hand over his heart. Tom smiled and stepped behind Marco.

“I know you are looking for a sea of worlds beyond your reach.” He started singing. “But I’m hoping my heart can stop you before you reach the beach.” Marco spun around and blushed furiously when he saw that Tom had heard him trying to play this song for him. But he had also heard his fail miserably.

“Tom! I’m so sorry I messed up your song, I wanted to make it special for you but I-” Tom cut him off and continued the song.

“I know you have places to go, I know that you want the sea. But I’m hoping my heart will grow and that you’ll come back to me.” Tom finished and gave Marco a kiss on the forehead. “Marco, have you been trying to learn our song? So you could sing it to me?” Tom asked. His eyes were shining like he just heard the voice of an angel.

“I’m sorry Tom… I just… I didn’t know you were expecting me to respond with something and I felt bad. I wanted to show you I feel the same way, I wanted to show you I felt the same click.” Marco explained. Tom’s smile brightened.

“You feel the same way towards me? Even after you found out all that song means?” Tom asked. Marco nodded and Tom’s smile grew even bigger. “You know how much it means, and you wanted to learn it for me.” Tom finished, this part was mostly to himself. Marco blushed and rubbed the back of his head.

“Y-yeah… if that’s okay with you?” Marco tried. “I mean I didn’t-” Tom cut Marco off with a deep kiss. He took the human in his arms and dipped him down, kissing him passionately. Marco froze for a minute and then melted into the kiss, enjoying the reaction he got out of the demon. Marco wrapped his arms around Tom and pulled him even closer. Tom pulled away and looked down at Marco with big eyes.

“That’s more than okay with me.” Tom told him. “I can’t believe you went through all of this trouble! To learn the song and try to play it for me, and learn what it meant.” Tom continued. “I can’t tell you how amazing this is, and how much it means to me.” Tom pulled Marco into a another kiss.

“I’ll finish learning that song for you.” Marco promised. Tom beamed. “I am! I’m going to learn it and sing it to you so you know just how much I care about you.” Marco assured, he wrapped his arms around the demon and Tom spun him around.

“I’ll teach it to you.” Tom offered. “I’ll teach you the whole thing and then listen to you sing once it’s done.” Tom promised. Marco giggled and the couple held each other for a long while. “By the way, I didn’t know you played the keyboard.” Tom said. Marco blushed.

“Oh I um… play around on it.” Marco stuttered. Tom smiled.

“You’re really good! Play me something!” He insisted. Marco blushed deeper and sat down by his instrument.

“What do you want to hear?” Marco asked. Tom shrugged and Marco giggled a bit. He began playing little tunes and chords, just small jingles. Tom smiled big and his ears twitched a bit as he listened. Marco played a softer tune and saw how Tom’s ears lowered a bit, but when he picked up the tempo they would perk up and flick. Marco played a tune that buzzed and laughed when Tom’s ears twitched and rotated.

“You look like a wolf cub.” Marco smiled. Tom tilted his head.

“A wolf cub?” He asked. Marco giggled and stopped playing. He reached up and scratched the demon’s ear, enjoying the sound of Tom purring.

“Yes, a little wolf cub.” Marco said again. “I love your cute little ears, they’re adorable.” Marco gushed. “Everything about you is adorable.” He added. Tom blushed and gave the human another kiss, holding his hands tightly.

“I can’t wait to hear your song.” Tom smiled. Marco did as well.

“I can’t wait to sing it for you.”

Another one, credit was given to @peace-on #captionthis

“Tigress, let’s not confront them.”

“Why not! We can’t keep on waiting and defending ourselves, Po.”

“But we are a team! We are together in this…. aren’t we?”

My breath was trapped, sealed behind my spiteful lips. This kind of altercation happened too many times. Maybe I was too antagonistic, too blunt, assertive and forceful. 

I was a skeptic, while he was an idealist. I was sophisticated while he was simple minded. I fought for justice, while he fought for peace. But everytime I looked into his tranquil green eyes, my soul found solace, a resting place, a sanctuary. Similarly, he said, he found courage when he looked into my eyes, the reason for him to fight, and never to give up. He truly believed that we were meant for each other, that we balanced each other.

“Please Tigress, trust me.”

I cursed myself everytime he played that ‘trust me’ card. He knew that I trusted him like no other.

“Now, just watch me…. and calm down,” he insinuated. I sat down, still pouting like a little cub, while watching him doing his routine. He closed his eyes, swept his foot, and moved fluidly with gentle force. 

He was bold without being arrogant, entertaining without being annoying, endearing without being fake, a great listener without being mute, full of wisdom without being patronising. He was able to captivate me in adorable fashion that melt my heart. Since he came into my life, he had taught me things I would never learn from mastering all the thousand scrolls, or spending decades in reclusive meditation. 

I looked at him with sincere admiration. 

He had grown.

He had grown into the hero he destined to be.

Although he had stolen what I was trained for whole of my life, looking back…. I regretted nothing of it. He took the Dragon Scroll from me to replace it with something else. He had given me a meaningful friendship, a father, brothers and sister. He had given my life a purpose outside kung fu and all assortment of honorific title associated with it. 

And although I don’t have all the fancy move such as wuxi fingerhold, or innerpeace, but I am determine to be his help meet, to be the sharpest sword in his hand, to be his impregnable armour, to fight along side him…. on every battle, every mission, to be with him in every triumphant victory and crumbling defeat. 

He was the yin to my yang. 

And he completed me.

Brat Pack Things

Featuring Rose Weasley, Albus Potter, Lorcan Scamander, Scorpius Malfoy, Dominique Weasley, Alexander King, Beckett Finnigan, and Marissa Thomas, the ultimate press magnets.

Rose Weasley: tea instead of coffee, mittens, laying in the rain, flowers (as long as they aren’t roses), being literally the loudest person in the quidditch stands, overcrowded but still perfectly neat bookshelves, freckles, animals, threatening the girls her boys date, coming through on those threats, sweaters with foxes on them, perfectly made bed, flying kites, feeling most calm in the middle of chaos, the smell of books, bad days spent in the library where said smell is strongest, finding the most remote castle nooks and crannies to disappear into, being the only one who can fit into the smaller secret tunnels and having to report back in great detail where they lead, always being the shortest one around, frowning whole concentrating, mimosas, eternally pushing her hair out of face, using her wand to hold back her hair, cute sidewalk cafés, lemon drop candies, ridiculously neat and detailed notes, archives of old notes, transfiguring tree branches into floats while taking nightly swims in the Black Lake, playing with the giant squid, white wine over red, naming the giant squid Pablo, sunny days, hats, braids, torn jeans that didn’t come that way, fluffy white clouds, climbing trees, threatening to fight everyone, worn down leather ankle boots, super sassy facial expressions, begrudging mom figure, bookstores, polka dots, organic tea, getting the whole class out of assignments by getting the professor off subject, walls covered in photographs and posters, always being the one to have to kill the spiders, calling the boys “her boys”, reading the newspaper front to back, puppies, freakishly neat everything, water slides, regular slides, playgrounds, seeing muggle airplanes fly overhead and having to stop and watch, cute laughs, angry tears, hair ribbons, always being ready in five minutes and having to wait another twenty for the boys to do their hair, water balloon fights, regular balloons, birthday cake, Christmas Eve mass with the whole family, sweet perfume, summer wind, dancing like nobody’s watching, holiday sweaters, loud laugh, laughing when the boys do stupid things, never being afraid to send out a few hexes when needed, muffins, surprises, messy ponytails, too many sweaters, brightly colored rain boots, ivy covered walls, muggle music, endless witty replies, fresh snow.

Albus Potter: caring for his broomstick like it’s a family member, constant eating, falling asleep everywhere, way too many Gryffindor shirts, Cherry flavored lollipops, always at ease, secretly idolizes Krum but would rather die than admit it, low key arrogance- like his father, fireworks, flying above the Dark Forest, long walks, home cooked meals, terrible at lying, serious family time, being nocturnal, harboring an above average hatred for reporters, eternally messy hair, always running a hand through said hair- especially when nervous, put out, or flustered, autumn, when cold wind stings your cheeks, nightmares and cryptic dreams, never sleeping, serious caffeine dependency, super enigmatic, spending more time with Rose’s dog than with Rose, girls with brilliant smiles, privacy, comfortable silences, left handed, banter, never being seen without Scorpius, making sad people laugh, storms, cliff diving, risks, Montrose Magpies, sucking at articulating emotions, tea at Hagrid’s hut, lemon pie, always seeing the good in people, laid back parties, laughter, quidditch, struggling under all the pressure, long naps, being super charming and charismatic without even trying, loyal to a fault, messing up Lily’s hair, defending his name constantly, facial expressions as sassy as Rose’s, family dinners, contagious laughter, flying, being a really good test taker, open air, surprisingly super neat, finds almost everything amusing, zero temper, contagious laugh, hating how he looks on his Montrose posters, pushing Rose off of Scorpius to hug him, neatly rolling up his sleeves to do something stupid with Scorpius, sneaking Lorcan and Beckett into Gryffindor Tower, making Lily request the invisibility cloak at least two weeks in advance, sitting in an empty diner at 2 AM to sober up before sneaking back into the house, always sneaking out late at night to practice on the quidditch pitch (he thinks no one notices but Harry or Ginny always find footprints or his broom in a different place), being super good at pool- but never being able to beat Scorpius, being low key protective af, never trusting anyone, probably being a little bit more like Sirius Black than his namesake would like, dreamy/swoon-worthy eyes, graceful, almost always landing on his feet, pretending to hate James’ super affectionate hugs and kisses, giving Lily piggyback rides (and later Rose when Lily is the tall one), a lot nicer than people might assume, being ridiculously lucky (quidditch is actually a really dangerous sport but he’s only had one concussion), taking quidditch way too seriously, allowing nobody in the world to touch his broom except maybe his parents and Nina Krum, getting annoyed when people ask if he ever has to wear glasses, lots of coffee, being comfortable in even the most wild situations, somehow always knowing when someone needs silence and when they need advice, pretty much hiding under the invisibility cloak forever after he loses a quidditch match because it isn’t just a game, unofficial brat pack leader, being really dedicated to not caring, total fangirl material, always rising to the occasion when Aiden Dolohov challenges him, protecting people- even complete strangers, self sacrificing idiot.

Lorcan Scamander: loose fitting button up shirts that are never buttoned up all the way, hot chocolate, star gazing, baggy sweaters- especially ones knit by Grandma Molly, literally never being phased by anything, dimples, cute (failed) winks, curly/wavy hair that everyone wants to touch, cheeky smiles and comments, hopelessly adorable (but also smoking hot like), floating carelessly in the Black Lake, sunbathing with Dominique, cool rune tattoos, always being down to hang with anyone’s grandma, fresh baked chocolate chip cookies, lots of butter beer, pretending not to see embarrassing things, hand carving pumpkins for Halloweeen, pouting when he doesn’t get his way, freezing cold showers, guitars, girls with long hair, being super low key awkward, forehead kisses, always grinning, helping lost first years, reading glasses, always falling off his broom/down the stairs, distracting McGonagall with genuine conversation while his friends do something stupid, helping old ladies cross the street because why not, friendship bracelets, new books, kittens, always rescuing stray animals, sending low key hexes and never being suspected of anything, never starting fights but never backing down, smooth talking the riddle keeper in Ravenclaw Tower, clean sheets, extra fluffy pillows, that one quilt grandma Molly made for him, stupid puns, not so subtle note passing, too many t-shirts, candy, always being called a womanizer in the tabloids- kind of is one, is also an old fashioned gentleman, kids, calling Molly gran, holding back laughter, taking care of Luna when she goes a little extra crazy, perfect hair flip, always whistling, amazing singing voice, pumpkin patches, jelly beans (the predictable muggle kind), making passive aggressive threats towards anyone who considers picking on his less popular twin, carrying out said threats in an agressive agressive way, super audacious but is never suspected of anything ever, sleeping in class, massive dork, definitely has synchronized dances with each pack member, always chewing gum, super adorable bright smiles, being the person in the group to always make eye contact with the person trying to talk when everyone else isn’t listening, protecting his little brothers like they’re his cubs, clumsy, super sexy cinnamon roll, not being afraid to cry if something shitty happens, probably worrying a little too much about what haters think of him, being the chill to Dominique’s crazy, not necessarily believing in every single crazy magical creature but totally going along with anyone who does.

Scorpius Malfoy: neat hair, ridiculous jawline, razor sharp cheekbones, platinum hair and bright blue eyes but a perfect golden tan, animals, tea over coffee, rubbing the back of his neck when he’s nervous, ditching Rose to play wizards chess with her dad, being a bit of a tea snob, strangled emotions, eating way too much at the Burrow because Grandma Molly cooks so much better than house elves, confronting anyone who tries messing with one of his own, cheering for Albus when they’re in a match together, candy canes, noticing literally everything, probably wearing matching sweaters with Albus, always “forgetting” the names of Rose’s boyfriends until he was the boyfriend, fire whiskey, trampolines, taking things apart and rebuilding them, peppermints, very pretty girls, getting tongue tied around Rose, study dates that are never actually study dates, helping Beckett spike Alex’s pumpkin juice with veritaserum because he’s the nicest person ever when he’s honest, having the cutest smile, always being amazed at the Weasley brood’s dynamic, overbearing family, seriously loves girls’ hair, can read Latin, can go from cold aristocrat to Dom’s partner in crime in .2 seconds, hating whipped cream, totally has puppy dog eyes, taking a few years to realize that nothing coming out of Uncle George’s mouth is to be taken seriously, being that really overprotective brother, family dinners (esp at the Potters), always staring at Rose, relentlessly teasing Dominique and vice versa, being more like Ron Weasley than Rose would like to admit, secretly amazing piano player, hating exploding snap (always loosing at exploding snap), perfectly tailored clothes, biting his bottom lip, being protective of his little sister when boys are interested in her because he knows exactly how boys are and has hear too much locker room talk, starting out as a shy eleven year old, was a major handful by seventh year, learning to fight anyone who says a bigoted thing towards him or his family, amazing piano player, might have a thing for redheads.

Dominique Weasley: fire whiskey, making a scene to save another person from humiliation, low key good guy, in denial about being said good guy, no bullshit faces (really it’s a family thing), muggle music, secretly loving romance novels, surfing, trying to ride the giant squid, sunbathing, pretending to be a bitch- secretly a huge dork, always equipped with really random facts about the most random subjects, tapping her quill during class and annoying the hell out of Rose, cultivating the Gryffindor-Slytherin rivalry, reckless flying, empty alcohol bottles stowed beneath her bed (as well as a second wardrobe), kittens, befriending all the animals wandering Hogwarts and naming each one, wild parties, mini skirts, sneaking out after hours to go to the library while it’s empty (and there are no witnesses), animals, orchids, macaroons, croissants, red wine all the way, really old buildings, drinking champagne straight from the bottle, quidditch, Weasley sweaters, leather jackets over sundresses, storms, midnight swims, gravelly voice, swimming when the surf is super rough, fireplaces, uncharted secret passageways, smudged eyeliner, day dreaming, glitter eye shadow, band shirts, having several articles of clothing from literally everyone’s closets, flirting with everyone, winking suggestively at everyone, as enigmatic as Albus, totally mysterious, killer eyebrows, camping, muggle music, perfect lipstick, Weird Sisters concerts with Beckett, self sacrificing, espresso at four am, cheering up anyone without trying, gravelly voice, unknowingly changing hair colors, table dancing, streamers, confetti, sea salt, naturally wavy hair, sitting in the bathroom for thirty minutes with the door locked to make Victoire angry, blasting music to make Victoire angry, eating all of the macaroons in the house to make Victoire angry, being an amazing dancer, having an awesome sense of humor, skipping class to get lost in the Forbidden Forest, playing super dirty in quidditch, smirking, leaving everyone in awe, always climbing into everyone else’s beds, cuddling with everyone, baby animals, beaches, The Beatles, festivals, fireworks, old fashioned romances (flowers, taking things slow, cute dates, chivalry, basically Lorcan Scamander), anything chocolate, being super ticklish, the Simpsons- and always watching it with her dad and siblings even though Fleur can’t stand it, grapes, great adventures, mischief of any kind, roller coasters, birthdays (or any excuse to throw a party), secret random acts of kindness, carnivals, religiously following family traditions, eating the last piece of desert, perfect pancakes, having a trick-or-treating strategy, lemonade, snow angels, Lorcan’s hair, bare feet, lacy bras, warm sand.

Alexander King: razor sharp jawline, probably comes off as a total dick, sometimes is a total dick, cute smiles, henley t-shirts, tailored suits, straight firewhiskey, going to bat for literally any of his friends or their family members, being loyal to a fault (even if he doesn’t seem the type), originally being confused by physical affection, starting off as the scourge of Gryffindor house, eye rolls, using his Slytherin connections to get inside information for pranks, “blackmail is wrong?”, half smirks, black coffee, cold air, having an even more overbearing family than Scorpius, actually having a serious sweet tooth, totally owning the spoiled aristocrat thing, sneaking out of society parties with Scorpius and a bottle of anything alcoholic, long hugs, having seeker-like reflexes, sparklers, neck kisses, charming grins, literally makes the funniest jokes, 100% committed to rebelling against his family, began idolizing Sirius Black after the great Harry Potter told him a few tales, can swing a beater’s bat without even looking but didn’t join the quidditch team until seventh year (Albus made him), up for whatever, definitely up for whatever if it’s illegal, not good with words or feelings, actually being especially bad with feelings, super claustrophobic, Rose Weasley is his baby sister and he would literally fuck up every idiot in the Ministry of Magic for her, pretending to be a dick to hide the fact that he’s more like a bunny, failing at hiding that fact, literally being able to push anyone’s buttons (he has the Blair Waldorf gift for sniffing out weakness), definitely being really arrogant about everything- mostly looks, being really annoyed with everyone’s bullshit, tapping his wand when he’s bored, Christmas trees, holidays with the Weasley brood, can def read Latin, always appearing to be in a relationship with Mari Thomas (”what do you mean friends don’t make out?”), secretly crushing on Lucy Weasley, not wanting to overstep by dating Albus’ baby cousin, cuddling, challenging rules to challenge his father, definitely being fascinated by muggle stuff, has a soft spot for baby animals, is strangely good with kids, really high tolerance to alcohol, definite snob.

Beckett Finnigan: firewhiskey, walking along rooftops at night, taking stupid risks, being allergic to the library, challenging people to duels over stupid things- like drinking all the coffee, rough housing with Rose because she also wants to fight everyone, mercilessly pelting bludgers at Albus when Gryffindor and Ravenclaw play each other, always always always breaking his bats, also always getting hurt during quidditch matches (he has his own cot in the medical wing), getting way too excited over fireflies, baseball caps, being a low key man whore, showing off, always jumping into Albus’ arms (and vice versa), giving Lorcan piggyback rides, sun tans, always having a problem with authority, sharing his father’s propensity for setting literally everything on fire- including Rose’s hair on several occasions, seriously though- having a real issue with authority, digging up a copy of the rule book to make sure each rule has been broken, coming up with the stupidest plans and somehow always succeeding, mocking Lily when she gets super serious about something, actually loving her concentrating face, fighting anyone who says a word against werewolves (after the whole thing with his mom), baseball t-shirts, smoldering expressions, leather necklaces/bracelets, getting distracted by Lily walking on to the pitch and being knocked off his broomstick cause he’s a dork, lots of scarves, literally always having candy on person, smells really good, taking stupid risks that always seem to pay off, probably the most arrogant, milkshakes, roller coasters, cheek kisses, carnival dates, hates the fact that he wears glasses, waking Lorcan up at midnight ‘cause he’s hungry and can’t sneak out alone because that’s boring, probably being a dumbass half the time, taking an entire year to fully get over the fact that he was sorted into Ravenclaw and not Gryffindor, has a really sexy voice, might have the occasional dumb jock moment, actually an amazing photographer, using Lily as his muse, propensity for ginger jokes, not sure how to handle serious feelings, never being in a relationship for more than five minutes, clearing the whole roster for Lily, dyslexic.

Marissa Thomas: cotton candy, throwing a party ever single time the parents go out of town, chokers, black nail polish, having a big mouth, lemon slices, bags covered in patches and pins, never having a bad hair day (like ever), probably coming off as Alex’s girlfriend most of the time, always being at the center of the dance floor, paint fights, table dancing, mini dresses, ripped jeans, definite nose piercing, always drawing on envelopes, pretending to be annoyed when Frank calls her “Issa” instead of “Mari”, canvas bags, converse, anklets, quote tattoos, over sized jackets, sweaters, chewing gum, big scarves, cucumber, organic tea, fashion mags, mystery novels, Italian ice cream, way too many leather jackets, plaid shirts, putting EVERYTHING in her diary, reading glasses, being like BFFs with her dad, definitely getting super annoyed with her little sister, also loving that little sister more than anything in the world, playing a mean game of quidditch, polaroids, being the best at mixing drinks, exploring the Dark Forest in the middle of the night, aviators, eye rolls, being underestimated by pretty much everyone (esp her mom), pretty butterflies, coming from an artistic family but sucking at anything to do with art, too many bracelets, pretending to be annoyed by Frank Longbottom’s pining, having several drawers of beauty potions that have several uses left, hating mornings, putting more cream in her cup than coffee, getting drunk on school nights and going to class with a hangover, getting boys to do her schoolwork, cramming the night before a big test, taking YEARS to realize that Frank Longbottom is actually the guy she’s been looking for.

Whole Pack: strange dynamic that nobody else gets (do they love or hate each other?), taking no bullshit from anyone- ever, hating everyone’s exes without question, setting the potions classroom on fire like five times a year because secretly sabotaging the Slytherins’ potions can be risky business, everyone sleeping in Albus’ room at the Burrow, pizza, killer nights in, spending ten minutes trying to fit everyone beneath the invisibility cloak, unusually good looks, always getting caught under the invisibility cloak because everyone’s shushing each other and stepping on everyone else and more often than not they take a tumble down the stairs (Scorpius once broke a wrist), spending sleepless nights in the library figuring out the magic behind the Marauders Map and then using that magic to make party invitations, concerts, turning the Hog’s Head into their personal dive bar because people frequent it less more often and privacy is super important to all of them, 100% total honesty about everything, no secrets, always showing off, water fights, not breaking the rules to rebel (like Teddy, James, and Fred) but breaking them because they forget that the rules actually apply to them, matching pajamas, synchronized Halloween costumes, endless ginger jokes directed at Rose, endless short jokes directed at Rose, looking like Burberry models %110 of the time, slip n’ slides on the Hogwarts lawn, eternally guilty expressions, probably always greeting each other with cheek kisses, always being on the verge of hysterical laughter, getting blackout drunk together, perfect synchronization, karaoke, sharing everything- especially desserts, constantly slinging arms around each other, cuddling, being ultra melodramatic, being so comfortable with each other that they literally couldn’t care less if everyone thinks they’re gay- even though they aren’t, making endless jokes about being married/in a complicated group relationship- especially around Alex’s super homophobic pure blooded parents, friendship bracelets, being really dedicated to appearing not to care about anything, if one person accidentally does something embarrassing everyone else does it as well because why the hell not, not talking to each other for weeks after intense games of exploding snap/scrabble/quidditch, banning Rose from playing scrabble with them because she’s way too good at it, super dramatic high fives in a variety of inappropriate situations, getting kicked out of the library at least once a week, lying for each other without question, hanging out in bakeries and at ice cream parlors, cultivating badass reputations even though really all they do is eat ice cream and hang out with Albus’ parents, sneaking out in the middle of the night to go get food, could most likely achieve anything together, breaking into Filch’s office and helping themselves to his archives of confiscated goods, the whole world being a tad bit suspicious when one shows up without the others, stupid bets, totally encouraging each others’ awful ideas (at first Rose tried to intervene but eventually learned to just let those things happen), always stealing each others’ sweets, deep but strange conversations at 2 AM that always leave Rose wondering what the fuck goes on inside the male brain, being BFF’s with Hagrid and having weekly tea at his hut, broken wands, getting angry when every person ever assumes Lorcan to always be innocent when really he’s the worst, unspoken total trust in one another, nonstop banter. 

*Sorry this ended up being super long..but enjoy!!

“Oh, aren’t you the sweetest little thing!” Twilight cooed over her grandson, tickling his pudgy belly with her hoof. “You’re not going to be a trouble maker like your grandpa, are you?” She whispered conspiratorially, smiling. “You’re gonna be my perfect, well-behaved little smarty pants-”

“Mother.” Pandora’s grave voice came from behind Twilight. She towered over Twilight, utterly fluffed up in indignation. “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Hmm?” Twilight hummed, innocent. “What is it? I’m allowed to fawn over my grandbaby, right?”

“Don’t you dare play coy.” Pan hissed. “I see what you’re doing. You are giving my son a belly rub.”

“Oh, but Panny.” Twilight pouted. “Look how he loves it! He’s purring, listen.” Oddball squirmed happily under his grandmother’s affection, holding her hoof in place with his tiny forepaws, begging for more pets. Twilight giggled at the sight. “Goodness, I could never get away with doing this when you were a little cub. You used to bite me whenever I tried-”

“Of course. Draconequii are an ancient, magical species, Mother! We are mighty predators, not housecats.” Pandora snapped. Oddball chose that moment to let out a mew, and Pan’s eye twitched. “The nerve of you, Mom. No true draconequus would ever subject themselves to a belly rub-”

“Your father loves them.” Twilight mused. “In fact, they’re one of the few ways I can get him to relax and be quiet.”

“Dad is…weird.” Pandora faltered. “My point is, we are not to be petted. We are fierce, Mother. Untamed.”

“I saw Cupcake scratching under your chin five minutes ago, Panny.”

“But not my belly!” Pan huffed. “It’s not to be touched! By anypony! Ever!”

Twilight regarded her daughter with a flat look, and Pan begin to crack under it.

“I mean…” She wavered.“…Nopony but Cupcake. I might roll over and ask for pets from her sometimes, but….b-but I only want two belly pets, maximum! A-anymore than that, and I bite!”

“You’ve bitten Cupcake.” Twilight lifted an eyebrow in disbelief.

“Of course!” Pan stamped her hoof. “I…I am a ferocious draconequus.” Pan pouted. “…I am, Mom.”

“Sure you are.” Twilight nodded. “A totally ferocious draconequus who’s definitely not jealous.” Twilight teased, suppressing a laugh when Pan flushed crimson, embarrassed. “Fortunately, Oddy here doesn’t seem to be quite so ferocious.” Oddball giggled when his grandmother leaned down to nuzzle his face. “So I’m gonna spend some quality time with my grandson, before he grows up and gets too fierce for snuggles with grandma. We’re going upstairs for story time.” Although she’d been teasing before, here Twilight sent her daughter a genuine, gentle smile. “You’re welcome to come up and join us, Panny.”

Pandora watched her mother carry her son upstairs. For a while she sat still, fluffed up, tail lashing, weighing her pride versus a deeply buried need for affection and attention from her mother. Finally, with a frustrated huff of resignation, she stood to her paws to follow.

I’m still not gonna let her pet my tummy.

alt title: Pandora has issues, part umpteen
draconequii are just big noodle cats

headcanon from my good pal RoboHeather:

Discord loves to have his belly rubbed by Twilight. When they have their cuddly moments he’ll often roll over on his back for belly rubs and go into a trance-like state of purring relaxation when she does it. So naturally, after Pandora was hatched, Twilight assumed her daughter would enjoy the same thing.

Judging by the snarls and the way the tiny cub wrapped herself around Twilight’s hoof viciously biting, her mother quickly realized that she didn’t.

This discomfort never went away with Pandora (and even Cupcake learned the hard away to Never Touch The Belly), so imagine Panny’s shock when Oddball, her own cub, adores belly rubs from his momma Cupcake. As a little cub Oddy would even go up to Cupcake and tumble over on his back, mewing for petting time, which she happily gives.

Pandora just shakes her head and chalks it up to Discord’s weirdness showing up in her son.

Mukami: cling. Questioned by Anon.

How would the Mukamis be with a clingy girlfriend?

He is on the fence about it, sometimes he loves it other times he likes to have his space but not often and only for a few hours will he want his space.
Otherwise the two of you are curled up together in the bedroom as he reads.
“Come closer your warm.”
He likes having your body heat.

He adores it and takes you everywhere with him. Like a little kitten. He loves to dress you up and will take you with him on his tours.
He clings right back, the whole world thinks your a cute couple and they adore you two together.

He finds it cute, how you like to follow him around and will tease you about it to no end. But he likes having you around it makes it easier when he gets in the mood since he doesn’t have to go looking for you.

Attaches right back onto you like a baby cub, want to cling to him no problems he wil cling right back.
Now wherever he is people know your around as well, the same in reverse. They think it’s strange when you aren’t together
“Hey…let’s snuggle…in front…of…the…fireplace.”

anonymous asked:

Favorite nerdy/cute CP moments?

OMG YES there’s like way too many to count, but here are a few of my faves!

Let’s start with this adorableness during the second victory tour game against Brazil:

wtf her smile could cure cancer???

next there’s the time she yelled out “Alright cubs fans, lemme hear ya!” before singing Take Me Out to the Ballgame (#adorkable):

throwback moment when she danced with Kling and I died 😂😂:

after she got a trivia question right and celebrated like a 5 year old:

that time when she chilled with the American Outlaws and became The Little Drummer Girl™️ :

when she couldn’t get her dogs to sit still for this interview:

#that’s too many balls:

awk moment when CP never heads the ball (even for a commercial lol):

when they showed pics of Chris as a kid on TV and she was like “lol r u srs rn”:

when she *highkey* cracked up in the middle of this post-game conference for no reason:

and lastly this (which has made me add “getting Christen to sign my bra” to my bucket list):

anonymous asked:

Awwww that bap matoki onesie ask was really cute :))) can you do a similar one but for bts? Like while they're in their room, you sneak in on them and pounce them in your animal onesie and just start cuddling with them :)

Can I assign an animal to each member!? I don’t know, I just thought it would be fun….

Jin (Bunny) - Okay, I think that if you showed up in a cute little animal onsie like a bunny Jin is going to think it’s so freakin adorable. He’ll laugh a little, but he’d think it’s cute. He’d end up playing with the hood and the ears and grabbing your little puffy tail. Hahahaha. He’d have a little fun calling you bunny or something. I can see him totally taking a pic on his phone and setting it as his wallpaper or something. 

Suga (Cat) - I imagine Yoongi lying on the bed watching TV while on his phone. You come in a cat onesie. He would look up at you as you’re climbing into bed then look down at his phone again. He’d go back to scrolling through the internet before he says “what the hell are you wearing?!” He’d be amused though. Eventually like Jin, he’d play with the ears on the hood and your little tail. 

J-Hope (Panda) - I feel like Hoseok would know you have one? Why would he know? Because I see him having one too! Like you guys went and bought them together. Hahaha! So with that said, when you have yours on he’d get up to change into his own. Then you guys could be cuddly snuggly animals or cuddly snuggly bears or whatever. CUTE snuggly bears though. :D

Rap Monster (Dinosaur) - I think he would find this hilarious. He’d end up laughing at you and asking why the heck you’re wearing a one piece pajama set with a hood. He’d probably call you childish and make fun of you for wearing it. But in the end he’d just pat your head and say you’re cute after all the teasing. Hahahaha! Surprisingly, like Jin I can see him taking a pic of you. I don’t know if it would make it to screen saver, but he’d take a pic or two.

Jimin (Unicorn) - SImilar to Jin he’d find this abosulutely adorable. No questions asked, just a whole bunch of compliments on how cute you are! he’d be playing with the little horn and giggling. He’d enjoy it and probably even think of getting one himself so you guys can be cute together.

V (Monkey) - He’d have that huge square grin on his face when he sees you. He’d say something like you guys are now similar (since he’s also a monkey too)! He’d be all smiles and take a whole bunch of pictures because he thinks this is too cute. He’d be giggly too.

Jungkook (Tiger (cub))- I can see him with a smile on his face when he sees you dressed in cutie pajamas. His words might say something else when he asks “what the hell are you wearing?” But hey c'mon Kookie, don’t hide it. Your smile says it all. To be honest I can see him pulling at the tail if it has one or just playing with the hood. Maybe a few pictures too.