21. age and birthday
// im 18 and ill be turning 19 on june 23!!
22. description of crush
// LMAO i don’t rly have like…a hardcore crush but most of yall know im into my cute professor so ill just describe him a lil hnnnhh he has rly nice hair n light blue eyes and the cutest lil nose ever bye…..he’s also super smart and passionate about his job and he’s the type of person that will do what he thinks is the right thing even if it means breaking the rules ((which hes kind of doing for me rn with the poem guy situation)) he also has a hilarious and sarcastic sense of humor
// im paying for uni completely by myself with grant money n scholarships n even tho it’s not likely bc im making all As, im just always thinking about what’s gonna happen next semester like what if i lose my grants and scholarships and can’t go back to school hnnnhnnhnh
ok but that part in the v live where donghyuck revealed that when the stylists told renjun the new hair color he’d be getting, renjun got super excited and clasped his hands together and was like “ahhh really?? really???”
and then the stylists told chenle he was getting pink hair and renjun+chenle ran and grabbed each other and started freaking out very loudly together??? honestly get out if that’s not the cutest thing you’ve ever heard???
huang renjun and zhong chenle, the two most precious kids on earth, Fact
There’s a reporter sniffing around. She’s smart... and sweet, and funny, and like really really beautiful, like somehow smoking hot while still being like the cutest woman ever. Oh and she has this smile that lights up the whole room as soon as she walking in. Not to mention she has such pretty hair and her lips look so kissable I just want to throw her on to my desk and... Well like I said she's smart and she's on to you
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! y e s he was the cutest have you ever seen anything more precious I have not - also his !!!! pants Denki my love how many different lightning lined pants do you even o w n I’m so amused honestly
if she uses a band she has to use a lot of clips to keep it even remotely where it should be. and she uses clips of all different shapes and colours
if she uses a bandana she is immediately the cutest pirate girl, ever
she likes conservative clothing which just means she wears as many layers as she can at all times
(cold lesbian grunge)
and she really likes jumpers that are too big and fold over her hands
she has reading glasses
she’s an unrepentant morning person. she loves mornings and has no problem getting up early in the morning
she’ll wake up early just to watch the sunset, no matter how late she goes to bed
she schedules all her classes for the morning so “the rest of my day is free!”
somehow she can still stay up late with no problem. it’s probably magic tbh
she spends her summer breaks volunteering at local schools, shops and charities as well as spending time with her chosen family (the walkers, but her friends, too)
once she took a class on astronomy and she researches things in her free time
when the foxes are out at night she’ll point at constellations and tell them about them
she loves hand-written letters
she’ll write them over summer break, but she writes more once the foxes start graduating
when she leaves with the peace corps it’s almost like nothing changed
she doesn’t believe in boring colours, so she doesn’t use black or blue pens unless she’s forced to for exams
the most serious she gets in her later years at palmetto is whenever she talks about having to use black pens. she actually says “fuck the system.” matt goes into cardiac arrest
she’s an unrepentant feminist. please. of course she is
allison swears up and down that the scariest thing about renee is that she has the most ridiculous tolerance for spicy foods. she doesn’t flinch. ever
her hair is naturally dark so when she first bleached it, it went orange. stephanie has photos and takes pleasure in showing every one of the foxes. “it was fate,” she says. dan says she should go ginger again to show fox spirit
this is all i can think of tonight pls talk to me about renee walker the actual light of my life
‘’I need to go J’’ Y/N sighed while putting on her black boots. ‘’But what if I do something wrong?’’ I groaned, talking about our 3 year old daughter, Jezebel but she preferred to be called princess. She was the cutest little girl I had ever seen with brown curly hair and piercing blue eyes. She looked a lot like Y/N, but she had my eyes. I loved her, but I was still Joker. I was scared I couldn’t take care of her when Y/N was gone.
‘’Oh you’ll do fine’’ Y/N sighed and then grabbed her purse. ‘’I know you’re a good dad. You’re not bad at everything’’ She giggled at me and came closer. I rolled my eyes, but couldn’t hold back a smirk. ‘’I’ll be back at 8 pm. Remember that she has to take a nap and then she needs food’’ Y/N told me seriously before giving me a kiss. It was left short, but I still got a little spark from her lips.
‘’See ya’’ I hurried to say before she could go. Just as the door closed, I heard a little princess coming closer, small steps getting louder. ‘’Daddy!’’ She squealed happily and soon I felt someone tugging my red shirt. I turned around and saw her standing there in a green dress, a tiara and she was holding a plastic knife. Her big blue eyes were looking up to me and she was smiling. ‘’How is daddy’s little angel doing?’’ I asked her and kneeled down so i was on her level.
‘’I’m no angel’’ She giggled and hugged the toy knife. She was really cute. Even tho I hated most people and I could be the cruelest most cold-hearted person ever, this little girl had me wrapped around her finger. I only cared about two girls, Jezebel and her mother Y/N. Everyone else could go and fuck themselves. ‘’Who told you that?’’ I raised my non-existing eyebrow. ‘’Me’’ She answered proudly. Suddenly she jumped and raised the plastic weapon, holding her other hand on her hip. ‘’I’m pwincess of the world!’’ She declared loudly, her tiny voice sounding like it was coming through speakers.
I picked her up and held her high, spinning around once. ‘’And I’m the king of the world’’ I joined her little thing. It caused her to giggle again. ‘’We are the bestest daddy’’ My little princess told me very surely and then hugged me, wrapping her small arms around my neck. I just held her in my arms, letting this little girl hug me.
Then reality hit me. I actually had a daughter. Sometimes it felt so unbelievable. I was responsible of her, she looked up to me. It was mind-blowing to think about, but wow I was happy. ‘’Can we go to the pow pow place?’’ Jezebel whispered after a while, knocking me out of my thoughts. I looked into her eyes and sighed. ‘’I’m not sure you’re big enough to shoot yet’’ I admitted seriously. Y/N didn’t like the idea at all. She wanted Jezebel to be at least 5 until she could start shooting stuff.
Suddenly I saw pouty lips and glossy eyes. Oh fuck. ‘’But I wanna shoot’’ She whimpered sadly. I saw dinosaur tears forming in her eyes and I started to slightly panic. ‘’Oh..Don’t cry baby. Daddy will take you to the pow pow place’’ I promised, hoping that it would stop the tears. Miraculously the tears disappeared and a big grin appeared on her face. ‘’Yes!!’’ She cheered loudly and dropped her knife while throwing her hands in the air.
‘’But you can’t tell mommy’’ I reminded her while walking out, heading to the elevator. ‘’I won’t’’ Jezebel reassured me. As we got in the elevator, I saw our reflection in the mirror. I liked seeing myself like this. I would give Jezebel the childhood I never had. A good one. ‘’Can I pwess the button?’’ She whispered excitedly. ‘’Hmm let me think’’ I was slow on purpose. She crossed her tiny fingers and nearly held her breath. I lowered her in front of the buttons. ‘’It’s that one’’ I pointed at the right button. Then she pressed it and chuckled at it. Oh the little things kids found interesting.
‘’The tawget is Batsy’’ I heard her saying which surprised me. ‘’Where did you learn to hate Batman?’’ I questioned her and held her hand, not wanting her to run off when the doors would open. ‘’You and mommy’’
You know those little $4 customizable trophies u can get online? Sportacus buys those for Robbie literally all the time. He sends them anonymously and they say things like “cutest boy while wearing glasses” and “best looking guy in purple”
“Best hair ever”
So I’ve been thinking a lot about Yuuri+Viktor being exposed to each other’s baby photos.
Yuuri was 100% a cute chubby baby who clung to his parents+older sister. Mari was super protective of her baby brother and 90% of the photos is Yuuri shyly looking at the camera behind Mari and Mari pouting at being photographed.
Viktor literally about cries because “Holy-Shit-How-Did-I-Get-The-Cutest-Fiance-Ever” and just keeps thanking Yuuri’s parents for this very important gift.
His favorite though is of Yuuri taking first steps on the ice with a huge grin for the camera.
And the subsequent one of a blurry Yuuri mid fall. (He gets an earful from Yuuri for keeping this one)
But Yuuri coming to St. Petersburg and Yakov (Definitely not bitter over the whole “Abandoning your career for a crush thing”) just drags out his OWN album of Viktor growing up.
And Yuuri is cooing over it because Viktor was a shy kid who hid behind long hair and 100% gave himself a haircut when he was like 6 right before a huge competition.
Yuuri ends up keeping 1-2 photos and they’re one of Viktor being a newer skater with his tongue+arms stuck out trying to keep his balance.
And another of Viktor holding a bronze medal and smiling with all teeth showing at his first competition.
These photos of course lead to discussions of “Babe don’t you want a little you running around?”
There’s a definitely a height difference between Sirius and Remus: Remus is a fair few inches taller, and he has been since third year (Sirius found it really unfair when he came back from the summer before that year and Remus was
now the one who could annoyingly put his arm around Sirius’ shoulders). There are some positive points, though.
- The forehead kisses.
- The “borrowed” (stolen) oversized jumpers.
- The sex.
- The way they dance together.
- How Remus can reach over at the table and get anything for Sirius, or how he can reach the highest cupboards.
But one of the best parts is how Remus comes up behind Sirius and lays his chin on Sirius’ head, and wraps his arms around Padfoot’s waist. When he does this, he also frequently kisses Sirius’ neck or hair.
And it’s just the cutest thing ever.
Alexei laces up his skates on the
bench, humming tunelessly but cheerfully. Of the many PR duties that the
Falconers have, stuff with kids is one of the few things that he genuinely
looks forward to. He’s glad he was one of the ones who got to do it this time.
And this, volunteering with the Little Falconers program, was even better than the
Children’s hospital because these kids aren’t sick. He could see some kids on
the benches some distance away with their parents lacing up their skates,
looking at him shyly and clearly gathering the nerve to come over. There was a
small group of them already out on the ice, clumped around Snowy and looking at
his goalie equipment with awe. They were shorter than Snowy’s waist and it was
probably one of the cutest things Alexei had ever seen.
“Are you really Mr. Tater?” A
little girl had become brave enough to approach Alexei, her hair in tiny braids
and wearing a miniature Zimmerman jersey.
Cas grins at the large bag his husband empties the large bag onto their kitchen table, leaving a veritable mountain of sweets in its wake. Turning to nuzzle their one year-old, he blows a raspberry in her neck, laughing as she shrieks in delight. “Are you a candy magnet, Mary?” he asks, lips against her soft skin. She reaches for his hair. “Hm?”
“Are you kidding?” Dean says. “She’s the cutest kid Lawrence’s ever seen. ’Course she’s a magnet. Plus, that bee costume? She killed it.” Sidling up to them, he leans in to press a kiss to Mary’s cheek and holds out his hand for a high five.