they were the funnest

anonymous asked:

91, 84, 82, 100, with hobi!

Prompt request: “Help me hide!” + “No, I didn’t murder them. I accidentally knocked them unconscious forever, that’s all.” + “My back’s a bit sore from when you stabbed me with your knife.” + “You’re my soulmate!?”

Pairing: Hoseok/Reader

Genre: Fluff (I guess?) + Humour

Summary: In a world where soulmates are identified by matching marks, you meet your other half a little unceremoniously (featuring bad boy Hoseok).

Word count: 1.1k words

With a tired sigh, you glanced up at the clock. It was almost ten–closing time. The record store you worked at part-time was located in a sketchy part of town, and you hated closing. Walking home alone was always a frightening experience.

Since you had nothing else to do, you perused through the racks of CD’s, humming along to the music playing from the store’s speakers.

As you were browsing through the 80’s rock section, the front door swung open, banging against the wall loudly. Your head shot up in surprise, your heart beating wildly.

In front of you, there was a boy about your age, donned in all black and a leather jacket. He was panting heavily, sweat beading on his forehead. You were a bit taken aback by his handsome features–a pointed nose, high cheekbones, and a strong jawline.

But more than anything, you were annoyed. The store closed in three minutes.

“Sorry, the store’s clo–”

“Help me hide!” the boy practically screamed, advancing towards you rapidly. “Hurry! They’re going to find me!”

“Who are they?” you squealed, almost tripping over your feet as you walked backwards. “Who are you!?”

“We can save the introductions for later,” the boy said hurriedly, eyes wide in panic. “I swear I won’t hurt you, just lock the damn door.”

Peering into the boy’s large, almost innocent-looking eyes, you couldn’t help but believe him. Plus, you knew you were in danger now, too.

You grabbed the store keys from where they sat at the cash register and darted to the front door. With shaking hands, you jammed the key into the keyhole and twisted the old, temperamental lock.

You turned back to look at the boy, who seemed to visibly relax.

“Let’s hide,” he said, turning to walk behind the cash register. “Just to be safe.”

Left with no other options, you followed the dangerous boy behind the counter, ducking down with him. You were so close to him, able to feel his radiating body heat and hear the quiet sound of him breathing.

Casting a brief glance at the boy, upon closer inspection, you realized his hands were covered in blood.

“Oh my god,” you choked out, falling onto your butt. You scooted backwards until your back hit the wall. You could feel your heart practically beating out of your chest. “Did you kill someone?”

“What?” the boy asked, looking at you, surprised. Then, his gaze shifted to his hands and he laughed. “No, I didn’t murder them. I accidentally knocked them unconscious forever, that’s all.”

“Holy shit,” you whispered, mostly to yourself. “Tonight is the night I die. So young, too. I had my whole life ahead of me.”

“Relax,” the boy laughed. He wiped his bloodied hands on his black jeans, the sticky substance smearing everywhere. “I’m joking. The guy’s not dead. I just momentarily delayed him, hence the hiding now.”

“That’s reassuring,” you squeaked, pulling your knees up to your chest. You could feel your body shaking and your breaths quicken.

“Hey, hey,” the boy frowned, moving closer to you as he sensed your distress. “Nothing’s gonna happen to you, I swear. No one’s gonna find us, and even if they do, I won’t let them touch you.”

You eyed the boy suspiciously, but you felt your body begin to uncoil.

“I’m Hoseok, by the way,” he continued with a sunny smile, which contrasted starkly against his dark appearance. “Most people just call me J-Hope, though.”

“That’s a pretty lame street name,” you blurted out unthinkingly. The moment you said it, you slapped a hand over your mouth, regretting it instantly.

Hoseok just laughed. “Trust me, it’s not the worst. I have a friend called Baby G.”

You winced at that, smiling a little bit.

“So, what’s your name?” Hoseok asked conversationally.

“Oh, I’m Y/N,” you replied. Then, you questioned if telling him was a good idea. Belatedly, you realized you were wearing your name tag the entire time.

“Nice to meet you!” Hoseok said cheerily. “Although I wish we could have met in different circumstances.”

“So what happened?” you asked, nodding in the direction of Hoseok’s still slightly bloody hands.

“It was a deal gone awry,” Hoseok shrugged. “It happens sometimes.”

“Are you in a gang?” you whispered, body on alert once more.

“Oh, no,” Hoseok said, laughing in surprise. “I’m actually an underground rapper. One of my friends deals, though, and I was just helping him out.”

You sighed in relief, happy to not be stuck in the middle of a gang war. You lapsed into silence, listening carefully to the sounds coming from outside. In the calm, the sound of Hoseok’s cell phone ringing caused both of you to jump.

Hoseok grabbed his phone and squinted at the display, a frown etched on his face.

“You asshole,” he said immediately, although his words didn’t hold much venom. You could hear the sound of someone talking faintly through the tinny-sounding phone. “Yeah, I’m fine. My back’s a bit sore from when you stabbed me with your knife, though.”

“Are you hurt?” you gasped, ready to reach for the first aid kit stored underneath the cash.

“Oh, no,” Hoseok said, pulling the phone away from his ear. “Figuratively speaking.”

He turned back to the phone, speaking quickly. Hoseok listed names, presumably of the people involved with the drug deal gone south. Eventually, he hung up and turned back to you.

“The coast is clear,” he announced as he stood up. He stretched his long legs a little bit, then extended a hand to help you up. You took it apprehensively, realizing Hoseok could still feel the slight tremors that ran through your body.

Hoseok frowned at this. He shrugged his leather jacket off and draped it over your shoulders. The warm material comforted you immensely. As Hoseok withdrew his arms, you noticed his soul-mark.

It was quite small and delicate looking, which matched Hoseok’s gentle demeanour and clashed with his bad boy persona. His soul-mark was an abstract, winding pattern that reminded you of constellations. It was also shockingly familiar.

“You’re my soulmate!?” you shrieked, staring wide-eyed into Hoseok’s own large eyes.

He gaped at you, glancing down at your clothed forearm. Hastily, you presented your arm, yanking the sleeve of your shirt up to your elbow. Indeed, the perfect match of Hoseok’s soul-mark was drawn into your skin.

“Fuck,” Hoseok managed, completely awed. He looked back up at you with stars in his eyes. “I knew there was a reason I liked you.”

- Girl in Luv

Sorry this took so long to write! These prompts were the funnest ones, so thanks for requesting them! Hope you enjoyed. If you want to request an imagine, check out our prompts page for inspiration. Happy reading!

Thank You & Update (Long Post)


This is Rose. It’s been a very long time since I’ve been able to talk to you guys on tumblr. Kevin has been checking the account from time to time, but I wanted to drop in because I missed being here (btw, I hadn’t read his posts until recently so I know his grammar is…not the best hahaha but he told me he had to type the first message himself so that you ‘could tell it was him typing and know he was there’ :’) ). I’m not sure how tumblr works anymore, and I don’t know if people still do posts like this, but oh well because there’s some stuff I wanted to say to those of you who have been following us since last year or before:

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Anon Request: Can you do one where you go on a camping trip with him and you two have been sending signs you like eachother for a while and stuff I’m sorry I don’t know what else, but I love your imagines, they’re so good!

Looks like today you were going on a road trip! Your best friend invited you and some of your friends (including (C/N)) to go camping. You were so nervous, so many things could happen on this weekend with (C/N). You would either embarrass yourself hardcore, or romantically bond with (C/N). You were really hoping for the second option. You and (C/N) really seemed to be hitting it off lately, you were flirting and he would sometimes hold your hand and hug you. You didn’t wanna mess that all up over one weekend. 

You had all your little sports bags filled with clothes ready to go. You hear a car honk it’s horn several times queuing you to leave and tell your parents good bye.

“Could you have honked the horn some more, I could barely hear it,” you jokingly say as you enter the tight packed car.

“She think she has jokes,” (Best/Friends/Boyfriend) chuckles out, “take a seat, any seat.”

“She doesn’t have much of a choice, she’s gonna have to sit by me,” (C/N) says pulling your hips to the only seat available.

“Jeeze,” you laugh, “so are we good?”

“Yup! You were our last stop, funnest weekend ever day 1 let’s go,” (Best/F) says excitedly.

The car ride was amusing but long. Maybe you all shouldn’t have left at 5:30 P.M. Sitting by (C/N) made it all the more great however. He would tell you jokes, whisper in your ear to make fun of your other friends (his hot breath tickled your neck and left goosebumps on your skin), trace shapes on your thigh with a feather light touch, and when an hour had passed by, he let you rest your head on his shoulder.

“Tired?” He asked you with a slight smile.

“Yeah,” you answer.

“Well it looks like we’re here,” (F/N) says.

“Great, atleast my loser boyfriend didn’t get us lost,” (Best/F/N) says as she gets out of the car.

“You loser boyfriend can hear you!” (BF/Boyfriend) says as he too exits the car.

“It’s already dark, what can we do now?” You ask.

“Skinny dipping,” (C/N) suggest as he steps facing directly behind you ‘tazering’ your sides.

“You’d like that wouldn’t you,” (His/F/N) says while laughing and eyeing you the whole time.

“Shut up,” he responds while laughing too.

“I say we get camp set up first, and then we can play truth or dare,” (F/N) says with a devious grin.

Everyone agrees, and you all set up camp. There are two tents, one for the guys and the other for the girls. So, three people would sleep in each tent. When you all finish, one of your guy friends sets up the fire and some logs for you all to sit around the fire. When you arrive, (C/N) pulls your hips to sit next to him like he did when you were entering the car, and your friends roll their eyes and smirk. You begin to play the third and fourth rounds and it’s getting really fun.

“Okay (F/N). Truth or dare?” Your best friend asks mischievously.

“Dare!” Your friends name responds confidently.

“I dare you… to… run around the campsite in just your underwear. So I hope you were wearing boxers instead of briefs,” she laughs.

“Is that all you got? I was gonna do that anyway,” he says. He runs around and completes the dare. It was (C/N)’s turn.

“Truth or dare (C/N), don’t wimp out on me! I just rand around here half naked,” his friend states.

“I’m a man, c’mon. Obviously I’m gonna do a dare.” (C/N) replies while slinking his arm around you when he stated that he was a ‘man.’

“Since you’re getting so comfy with, (Y/N) over here… I dare you to kiss her. Right here on the lips,” his friend said while mocking him.

(C/N) looks at you for approval, and you just nervously smile and shrug your shoulders. He grabs you and stands you both up, cups your face in his hands and breathes you into a kiss. He stops, looks at you again, and kisses you harder while biting your lip and breathing heavily like you were his only source of oxygen.

“I said a kiss not a makeout!” His friend laughs and says.

“Dude I said I’m a man did I not?” He responds.

You cover your mouth and sit back down. You don’t want anyone to see how big you were smiling and how red you were getting.  But later, the whole night, (C/N) sort of ignored you. He never once made another move on you like he normally would. He didn’t talk to you look at you, he was only with his friends. How could he just kiss you like that and not talk about it? Maybe it was just a dare. You, like all of your friends were in your tents, but these thoughts haunted you so much you just wanted to take a walk.

You got really deep into the walk when it started to get colder. You were only wearing a pair of shorts and a thin cardigan. You had to wrap it around you as you walked because the wind was getting to be too much. You hear mumbling like someone’s talking to themselves, and you find out it’s (C/N). You can’t quite here what he’s saying but he’s alone and he sounds upset. You try to get closer with out being seen until you step on a branch that made the loudest noise ever.

“Who’s that?” He shouts. “Seriously come out!”

“It’s just me,” you say nervously as you approach him. “What are you–” you take a quick sniff of him. “Were you drinking? Are you drunk?”

“I’m not drunk I’m just a little buzzed,” he replies.

You knew it, he was only holding one bottle after all and the smell wasn’t that strong. He was still in his right mind. 

“Why are you following me anyway?” he asks.

“I was just taking a walk and then I saw you and, and I just I feel like there’s something wrong,” you admit. He look at you and looks back down to his feet in silence. “There is something wrong isn’t there. Was it the kiss?”

“I guess,” he says.

“Well elaborate, I’m not gonna be upset or anything, just be honest with me.” you say.

“I was going on raving about how I was such a man,” he says as he starts to pace around waving his bottle in his hand, “but what kind of a ‘man’ can’t even have the guts to tell the girl he adores how he feels with out the help of a little alcohol,” he confesses throwing the bottle into the river in frustration.

“Me?” you ask. He looks at you like you were disappointed in him. “(C/N), you should know by now that I feel the same way,” you say with a smile holding his hands. “I would’ve waited way longer than this point for something to happen between us. All I really care about is that we’re together.”

“Really?” He asks.

“Yeah,” you say while hugging him. “And next time, you don’t need a dare to kiss me.”

“Well thanks for the permission because that’s how we’re spending the rest of our weekend,” he says and winks at you pulling you back into his arms.

Feedback please I feel like I’m getting worse at writing imagines. )):


Kingdom Hearts ~ Face Cards


For code number 109 over at @kagehinaexchange !! You said anythings fine, so I hope you enjoy this kind of silly imagining of these dorks challenging each other to an amusement park date, haha!!

Best Of Antisepticeye

I was looking through some of my screenshots and I decided to make this because the screenshots I had taken and posts I had made for Anti were some of the funnest posts I think I’ve ever made about Sean. Plus Antisepticeye made Halloween and the whole month of October very fun for me in terms of making posts. You can tell that Sean had so much fun filming these moments and Robin’s editing was absolutely outstanding and amazing for these moments and videos. So I decided to make a post with my favorite screenshots I took of Antisepticeye from all the videos he was in. ^_^

anonymous asked:

So how would you describe Steve and Wanda's relationship?

They’ve been friends for something like ten years in the comics (my math, it is not great). They didn’t meet until she joined the Avengers. He didn’t recruit her; that was Tony. For anyone who doesn’t know, it was the two of them, Pietro, and Clint, and they were the funnest, most disastrous Avengers team. He was a Silver Age jerk, and she had a crush on him. Specifically, she liked that he was strong (but gentle!), and also, she liked watching him work out. There are some people who read that era as ‘well, he was their dad and he took them in,’ but that isn’t how I read it at all. He wasn’t their dad. He was slightly older and in charge. And he was a Silver Age jerk about it.

There is also this idea that he’s some kind of father figure to her in general or that he’s like a brother to her, which isn’t true. Wanda has had more than enough fathers, and she and Steve don’t refer to each other as “brother” or “sister.” Other characters sometimes refer to them as being “like family,” but I kinda think they’re friends, not family. Nothing about their relationship feels particularly familial to me, and if people are trying to say they’re like siblings to imply their relationship is platonic, well, that ship has sailed. And anyway, Steve calls other white dudes “brother” all the time, and people have no trouble glossing over that. But I digress!

The crush eventually goes away, and they settle into this friendship that’s rarely in the foreground but stays consistent. She has this unwavering faith in him. It’s not hero worship. She just believes in him and doesn’t doubt him at all. And that’s born of all the years they knew each other, and this trust that they built. He trusts her and believes in her too, even after… everything. He thinks she’s badass too, except when he’s being too protective and forgets that she could totally kick his ass. But he’s not afraid of her the way that maybe a rational person would be.

There’s this ease to their relationship, overall.

STEVE: Wanda. Can I help you?

The Scarlet Witch doesn’t even bother to ask how he knew she was in the control booth.

WANDA: What are you doing in here, Steve?

STEVE: Just thinking.

Captain America Annual 1999 by Joe Casey & Pablo Raimondi

She’s sitting around watching him practice, and he somehow knows she’s there, and she doesn’t even question how he knows anyone is there, let alone her. Of course, he knows.

They sometimes disagree, but it’s never a huge deal, with the possible exception of the end of Avengers West Coast where she was probably as mad at him as she’s ever been. Even that didn’t feel mutual. It was more her being pissed off at him. They have some philosophical differences. It is a rare but not unheard of thing for her to be portrayed as having a more European mindset when it comes to politics and that’s used to contrast her with the American characters. There are also times when he’s not being a very good leader, and she has to tell him that. But he listens to her, even if he has to go sulk first.

I think the primary difference between their friendship and a lot of the other relationships Wanda has had with men in her life is that he never acted like he owned her. He was never trying to control her or having sex with her when she had amnesia (ahem). Steve just always respected her as a person and her opinions.

STEVE: Wanda, we’ve known each other a long time, and I consider myself a friend to both you and your bother. But I have to tell you that the idea of choosing between two loves is only Pietro’s. If you were to lose him in order to gain the Vision, it would be his choice… not yours. You don’t have to play his rules.

Avengers Vol. 1 #110 by Steve Englehart & Don Heck

See how he supports her and gives good advice and yeah, I love everything about this panel.

There are other things I feel obligated to mention: One time, he bought her a magic book as a present, but it was haunted! She once healed his jaw by stroking his cheek! Sometimes, he draws her and it makes me happy! There is also this minor implication that he could tell how powerful she was before anyone else. I don’t know if I buy that, but I think he noticed she had more potential than she seemed to have.

And then… Disassembled. Without getting into all the details and the different interpretations, they, uh, made out? He’s off doing something dangerous, and she keeps showing up to save him, even though he tells her not to. He’s being way too protective and kinda condescending (the way he sometimes gets with his girlfriends), and then she kisses him. And he kisses her. And she spends the night at his apartment and wakes up wearing his clothes, but they don’t have sex.

This is all complicated by the fact that she was messing with his head at the time, showing him visions of herself and of Bucky (who was still supposed to be dead at that point). I don’t think she was doing it on purpose, but she did it nonetheless. There’s a lot of different ways of looking at what happened. I’m not going to come down on any one side since we don’t know. Remender said he was going to clear all of this up, but then he never did.

And Steve still trusts her and still believes in her and was very adamant that they not kill her when everyone had the “we should totally just kill Wanda” meeting. Different writers have contradicted each other about whether or not he still has feelings for her or if he was ever “in love” with her. It’s up in the air as to whether that will be followed up on. There have certainly been hints in Uncanny Avengers that something is still lingering there, but I don’t know if they’ll amount to anything.

hecklemon  asked:

sorry love im curious 4, 9, 11, 13 and 29

hey my love <3 

4. least favorite anime character

probably yukiteru amano from mirai nikki lmao kill him

9. favorite anime child

KANNA, KANNA AND KANNA! my sweet lesbian baby girl

11. anime you didn’t expect to like but did

i think steins;gate. i was like, v bored the first few eps but you said it got good after 7 eps or so and u were right!! its one of my absolute faves now. 

13. funnest anime you have watched

i stil need to finish it but SAKAMOTO DESU GA IS THE FUNNIEST SHIT

29. anime that deserves another season

man, this is hard!! if i were an anime creator i would give tokyo ghoul a “happy ever after au” in which kaneki and hide are alive and in love, they have a baby girl who is half ghoul and touka is a lesbean. and everyone lives and is happy

ask me these!!

“i think you were probably one of the funnest to watch,” mirae said matter-of-factly, pulling a comb through her wet hair as she sat in the section of the dorm that she, myungji, hana and a girl she was less familiar with shared. “more fun. whatever. i hate grammer. but still, i liked watching you.”

giving up on her tangled rats nest, she tossed the comb at her bag, telling herself she’d just brush it extra well in the morning. “like…your vocals were on point– when are they not. the song is such a good song– god bless jagiya. the choreo was nothing exciting but it was cute and fun, so it matched the song. plus you’re cute and fun. you’re totally going to get all the votes. i’m jealous. you should share some of your vote-getting powers with me.”


anonymous asked:

What has been your favorite day?

hmm I’m not sure if there’s a whole day I would call my favorite! I mean, I think the usual answer to this type of question is “my wedding day,” and up until the day I got married, my wedding day was absolutely my happiest and sweetest and most fun day! but I have had equally great (and some better!) moments and days since then (and our wedding was a pretty great day, let me tell ya!) so I guess I will give you a few of my most favorite moments since then!

new years eve of this year–we were in Ireland, on our honeymoon, and we were staying at a cottage in the middle of nowhere–and I feel like when you read “middle of nowhere,” you will think, “in a tiny town somewhere.” but this was miles away from that tiny town. that tiny town was in the middle of nowhere and we were a good fifteen minute drive away from that town. anyways, it was pretty much constantly rainy and romantic and perfect and we got to explore during the day and cuddle in our warm little cottage and do nothing or do whatever we wanted–it was perfect. but for dinner, we got dressed up (I had lipstick on and did my makeup all fancy) and went to this small pub in the tiny town, called Pepper’s Pub. we were planning on staying for dinner and coming back to the cottage to have our own Guinness celebration and ring in the new year but that is not what happened. we arrived at Pepper’s at around 6:30 and didn’t leave until almost 1 am–we got appetizers (delicious cheese bread) and Guinness and listened to the live band that had begun playing some pretty cheesy Irish music (there was a guy playing guitar and a guy ‘playing’ keyboard but really he was just pushing the button on a bunch of recorded tracks)–and! our server Gus, who was the coolest guy (he bought us a few rounds of his fav beer and told us all the cool spots to see!), had a daughter that was 7 or 8 and kept making reallllly strange faces everytime we saw her and she did this weird little tap-dance for everyone but she was only looking at her mom and her face looked extra squished and just kept getting redder and redder! haha. anyways, people had started dancing but Zach didn’t really want to join yet. so we had dinner along with another round of Guinness, and by this time, I was prettttty convincing so we danced along for a few songs and it was the FUNNEST. we were by far the youngest people there and somehow everyone in the entire town knew we had just gotten married so basically everyone in the pub was all coming up to us and congratulating us and giving us their best marriage advice and giving us hugs, it was so wonderful. and then we had dessert (THE most delicious dessert I think I will ever have–rhubarb crumble with custard and strawberry ice cream!!!!!!!!!!!!) and a round of Smithwicks this time, followed by a glass of Irish whiskey each (delicious btw) and at this point, the band was calling us to the dance floor for a newlywed dance and we couldn’t really say no. but the song they played had close to seven or eight verses and was seemingly never-ending and everyone was looking at us with that “aw"  look on their faces–it was terribly awkward and wonderful all at once! then at MIDNIGHT (this is the best part), with no announcement of any kind, everyone in the entire pub came to the dance floor and joined hands and the band started playing and we all sang Auld Lang Syne, while holding hands in a lumpy circle. and sometimes parts of the circle would pull their section to the middle and then come back out and then another part would do the same and everyone was so happy and smiling and it was like a giant happy Irish family. and then after the song, everyone was hugging and kissing cheeks and cheering!! and, after being together for nearly five years, Zach and I FINALLY had our very first New Years Eve kiss! it was such a magical and happy night, one of my favorites ever. another of my favorite moments was seeing Forest’s squishy little face on the ultrasound screen after we got in a pretty bad car crash a few weeks ago. basically, a really old lady named Judy ran a red light going close to 50mph (in a turn only lane) and hit our car, flipped her car and bounced over another car, and landed upright. our car was wrecked but no one was hurt, other than a bit of soreness, Judy’s car was wrecked and she got banged up pretty badly but is doing ok now, and the third car barely got scratched (MIRACLE). right after the crash happened, and seeing Judy's car flip and all the glass shatter, I was thinking "crap that person is dead” and started freaking out. once we figured that she was ok and everyone was ok, I remembered “oh yeah, I’m pregnant” and all the scary thoughts started rushing through my head of everything that could be wrong. Zach’s mom had me go sit in the other car, that had the AC running (it was like 100 degrees that day in Utah) and I just remember looking at a map of Utah that was in the seat pocket in front of me and drinking my water and crying and praying that he would be ok and that nothing would happen with him. it was also the first time I truly felt like a mother, cause of all the worrying and pleading with God. I don’t know if I have ever pleaded (pled?) with God like that before. anyways, I had to ride in an ambulance to the hospital and the EMTs were the nicest guys, and were very comforting. and the doctor I had at the hospital was the funniest lady, dr. dickens–she took my mind off the worrying until we could get the ultrasound technician in there. then, when we heard that fast little heartbeat and saw his tiny little face, I tried so hard to hold my tears in, cause at that point, I was the only one crying for most of that day–I am very emotional! plus also pregnant with hormones and all– and all of zach’s family was in the hospital room with me and Zach was on the phone with insurance peeps all the day long and I really just didn’t want to cry. but I couldn’t even hold em in, man. I was so happy. and his face is sooo cute, you guys! I sometimes still cant believe me and Zach made a human hehe. another wonderful aspect of that day was the biggest blessing ever–the couple who’s car was also involved in the accident (the car that was bounced over by Judy’s car), owns a hotel in St George (where we were) and they gave us TWO free rooms for that night, one was for me and Zach alone! serious kindness! so once we were done at the hospital, we got us some food (Chick-fil-a spicy grilled chicken sandwich and sweet tea, obv) and got our butts to that hotel and swam in the pool for like two hours. we were the only ones in the whole pool! me and Zach’s sisters were doing handstands and other fancy tricks and being mermaids and then when Zach got in, we were giving each other piggy back rides and trying to keep our heads up and we all had a giant splash fight and it was the greatest. and then we had outback steakhouse for dinner and thanked the Lord for our lives. the perfect end to a stressful and scary day. another one of my favorite days was on Tuesday. I had two doctors appointments and had to get blood tests done and Zach had a meeting near where my appointments were so we went together to SLO (San Luis Obispo fyi) to get stuff done, but we had a little break of like two hours where we couldn’t really go back to work cause we still had one more thing in SLO to do. so we got lunch at the Honeymoon Café in Pismo Beach–we got a cowboy breakfast burrito (has sweet potatoes and salsa and bacon and eggs!!!!!) and a BLT wrap and side salad and shared em and it was gooood. so good. then we walked like a mile down to the pier and sat on a bench and the ocean was literally Kool-Aid blue, I don’t understand how it gets like that! but it was beautiful and the sun was so warm and the breeze was perf and we just sat there for close to an hour and talked about what we are going to do next. there has recently been a suuuuper big sense of uneasiness with our future because we pretty much have to decide a lot of big things very soon, but a lot of those decisions depend on other littler things that haven’t happened yet and so its just a lot of unknown stuff. and it was so so good to talk about it. Zach is so good at being gentle and comforting me when I get worked up or emotional and is so sure of himself and he knows that the Lord is in control and has a plan and that we will be ok. it was such a sweet time getting to sit and relax and talk and cuddle a little on a bench on the Pismo Pier. then after work, we had to get groceries and we knew that we’d be over budget since we just got back from two weeks away and our cupboards and fridge are literally bare except for granola and rice and expired eggs and probably ice cream. so we went to Costco (and picked up my photos from my Pentax!!!!!!!) and Trader Joes and we were both just in really funny moods and everything was hilarious and ironic and it was just one of those times! plus then we found $10 in the parking lot and gave it to a homeless man on the corner and he said, “hippies unite!!!!!!” and that just was the cherry on top! some other favorite moments of mine: camping for the first time after we were married and cuddling all the night long/not having to put up two tents, feeling baby Forest move (EVERYTIME is cool, i swear) (especially when he is literally moving in response to his daddy playing music!), cooking in our underwear, seeing the neighbors wolf dog hobble over to us with a literal smile on his face, waking up every day to a thousand kisses on my face and neck and zachs beard/hair suffocating me, break time walks, Zach putting cocoa butter on my belly (side note: once, I said, “ok, cocoa butt time!” by accident and Zach started chanting “cocoa butt! cocoa butt!” over and over again and chased me around pinching my butt and tickling me and it was SCARY and fun and crazy. and now anytime he says that, I brace myself and prepare for a tickle battle.) sorrryyyyy for the novel! but I really liked this question and it was fun to remember these sweet moments!!