EXO react to their baby kicking in their wife’s belly.

Okay so this is totally cheating because I told you to request this but idgaf because it’s like one of the first requests I’ve actually had the motivation and inspiration to do in a while.


He had been wanting to feel the baby kick for a while now but had always seemed to miss it. You were sitting on the couch with him one day when you felt it begin to kick. You told him to hurry and give you his hand so that you could put it on the spot it was kicking. 

“Jagi I feel it!” He exclaimed. He couldn’t contain the smile that broke out on his face.


“Baek come here the baby is kicking!” He walked over to you and let you lead his hand on your stomach. As soon he felt the kick he pulled his hand away.

“That’s kind of weird.”


He had been laying his head on your stomach for a while not really expecting much, only to be closer to you and the baby. Suddenly his head shot up as the baby kicked him. He looked at you with a happy smile.

“That’s so cute.”


“D-did it just kick?” He asked a silly look on his face. You nodded and he continued to make silly faces at your tummy talking to it.

“Hey there little thing I’m appa.”


Chanyeol couldn’t really express his feelings when he felt his baby kick. It surprised you as he was normally very vocal and expressive about his feelings. However he just sat there head in his hands.



He had been complaining that he didn’t want to feel it when you grabbed his hand and forced him to. He jerked his hand away when it kicked and began to slap his own face.

“I’m too young for this.”


He gave a smile and looked up at you from his position in front of your tummy.

“Can you believe we made that?”


He was happy to feel the baby kick it brought a large cat-like smile to his face. He gave a little laugh and stuck his tongue out.

“I bet you the baby will say Appa first”


“Kick for me please.” He said as he placed his hand on your stomach trying to coax the baby to do so. When the baby finally did he excitedly began to baby talk at it. 


“Oh baobei he kicked so hard!” He said his hand still on your enlarged stomach.

“How do you know it’s going to be a boy?” you asked giggling at him. He just scoffed.

“Trust me.”


It seemed as if the baby was messing with him. Every time he placed his hand on your stomach the baby would stop. He pretended to walk away dejected. 

When he finally got to feel it he couldn’t keep the grin off of his face. 



Just kidding

He began to give excited little shout when the baby almost kicked his hand off of your tummy.

“He or she is a little warrior!”

Enjoy everyone I know I did!!!

BTS as Socks







Rap Monster:

*soft sobbing in the distance over how many requests from that send me a number thing that I still have to get to*

I promise I am trying to get to them as fast as I can. Thank you all for sending in a response to the ‘send me a number’ thing’ and I can’t be happier that so many people had sent some in, just know it’s going to be a while until I can get through them.

Marry Me - Fred Weasley

Originally posted by peetsbey

This was requested by hpfan-lyric. This was the request:  Actually I have a fanfic idea haha. So could you do a story where y/n is at the burrow where her longtime boyfriend Fred gets Ginny, George, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Molly, Arthur etc etc. to create a brilliant plan to engage to y/n ?? Gracias señorita! xxx also I don’t know if you do personals but can you do my name instead of y/n? If not that’s totally cool 💕☺️👍🏼. A/N: Okay so this one is a bit long, and I’ll be posting the first chapter to my Fred/OC fanfic so keep an eye out for that if you’re interested. Keep requesting

“You’re proposing to Lyric?!” Ginny says excitedly. But also quite loudly because Lee shushes her.

“Tell the whole world, why don’t you?”

“Sorry it’s just, Fred and Lyric getting married. I never thought he’d have the balls to do it.”

“I’m right here Gin.” He says defensively. Fred had planned to do this for awhile. He’s actually wanted to propose for years. But then the war got worse and pretty soon you were at the Battle of Hogwarts. And it just got pushed aside. But when he thought he lost you in an explosion he realized that he didn’t want to wait a minute longer.

So while the castle was being rebuilt and Madam Pomfrey was changing your bandages he gathered George, Ginny, Lee, Angelina, Oliver, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Arthur and Molly in the Great Hall.

“Now I have a way I want to do this, but I’ll need your help.”


“Hey George, hey Lee, where is everyone?” You ask when you walk into the Great Hall and find most of your friends not there.

“Probably sorting through some rubbish.” George responds, flipping through a random book.

“So Pomfrey let you out of bed rest?” Lee asks as you sit down.

“Yeah, she still wants me to keep the sling on for another week or so,” you nod to your injured arm.

“Hey I almost forgot,” George pulls out a small wrapped box and hands it to you. “Fred asked me to give that to you.”

You open the box and find a small scroll that read, ‘To the girl I love I leave three clues, the gift in this box will lead you to number two.’ Under that flew a miniature snitch that was a little bigger than a pea. It flew circles around your head and then settled in your empty palm. “What the hell?”

“Lucky,” Lee whines. “I love scavenger hunts.”

“Wait, a scavenger hunt? That would mean Quidditch right? Because it’s a snitch. So I need to go to the Quidditch field to find the next clue,” you say outloud, tucking the snitch on you pocket.

In a few minutes you were on the remains of the field. Almost everything had been burnt to the ground. Oliver and Angelina were shifting through the still warm ashes looking for anything salvageable. What they could find they would put in the locker room that somehow remained intact.

“Did either of you see Fred down here earlier?”

“I think he was down in the locker room a few hours ago.” Angelina says, “You might wanna check there.”

The locker room was in shambles. Benches were overturned, locker doors had been ripped out, spare supplies torn to pieces. You spotted your old locker quickly. You smiled a little as the memories rushed back. You opened the door and it fell off. Written on the door was yours, George’s and Fred’s names in a permanent ink so it’d never come off. The three of you scribbled it there after winning your first game, the first time you felt like you were part of something bigger.

Inside the locker though was another small box. A silver dragon flies out and grabs onto the ends of your hair. It tries to climb up it and breathes out smoke in annoyance. Gingerly prying the dragon off you smile, knowing exactly where to go.

Way back during your seventh year you and Fred were sitting out in the courtyard trying to think of new pranks to make Umbridge squirm. He was sitting on the ground leaning against a bench with your head in his lap. “Firework dragons that just fly around the school and they’re charm proof. Bridge can’t get rid of them. And they could spit out smaller fireworks.”

He ponders this for a minute before breaking into a smile. “That’s brilliant, we could actually do that.” He scribbles it onto a scrap piece of parchment. “Merlin, I can’t wait to get out of here.”

You shift awkwardly and sit up. You hadn’t talked about what would happen afterwards. You open your mouth but Fred cuts you off. “I want you to move in with us. The place we bought has two bedrooms so I was thinking we could share one- or have your own and I could bunk with George. I just don’t want to lose you-.” You cut him off with a kiss that he took as a yes.

By the time you walked from the Quidditch field to the courtyard the sun was starting to set. Ron and Harry hurry away, mumbling excuses about trying to find Hermione and Ginny. You looked around for another box but couldn’t find it. You sigh and glance under the benches once more. You sit in the spot you and Fred had been sitting in all those years ago, hoping maybe it would help. You noticed that one of the bricks in the ground were uneven so you move towards it and pry it up. Under it was the last box.

Under the lid was a gold necklace with a charm shaped like a telescope perched on its stand. Little planets and stars were carved into it. It was beautiful, and the telescope reminded you of your first date with Fred in the astronomy tower.


When you walked through the door you let out a little gasp. It was exactly like the first date. There was a picnic blanket and basket in the middle. Around the darkening room were glowing orbs of light that looked just like stars, and floated just beyond your reach. It was just as beautiful as the first time, if not more.

Fred was leaning over the balcony watching the sunset, careful to avoid the chunk missing. He turns around and breaks into a giant smile, eyes brightening. “Hey, before you say anything just let me ask you something.” He gets down on one knee and pulls out another box out of his jacket. You cover your mouth to keep from blurting out a yes.

“Lyric, I have had the biggest crush on you for years. Since you tried to highfive the giant squid and almost got pulled in to be exact. And then you came up to me and asked me to the Yule ball yourself and I thought that it could never get better. Everything was perfect and it still is. I want this to last forever, for nothing to ever come between us, I don’t want to ever lose you. So what I’m asking is if you’ll marry me?” He opens the box and reveals a beautiful and delicate diamond ring.

You tackle him into a hug, causing him to fall backwards a bit. He laughs as you kiss him, repeating the word yes and yes over and over again. Because why wouldn’t you, you were marrying your best friend.

anonymous asked:

**Star is drunk, sprawled across a couch and lazily glancing around the room until her eyes fall on Nibs and she smirks. "We're alone now... you could kiss me." She giggles slightly, the statement more an observation than an actual request.

Nibs looked up, she was tipsy herself, and noticed that they were indeed alone, she hadn’t a clue where anyone had gone, or when they had left.  She was sitting on the floor, her back leaning up against another of the couches.

“Well…I guess I could…” A smile crept over her features as a thought came into her mind.  “Could you imagine if Professor walked in on us and we were kissing…” She giggled. 


When someone sends you a message asking you not to do the thing, I’m pretty sure that responding with “well that just makes me want to do the all the thing but I won’t” really IS NOT going to get you a good response from people.

For example, when my note “Please don’t reblog my rps, thanks,” is met with “Well that makes me want to reblog all of them but I won’t,” that doesn’t really convince me that you’re actually going to pay attention to my polite (if blunt) request. 

Better response: Some variation of “Sorry, won’t do it again” followed by actually not doing it again.

(Not naming names because I don’t need a bunch of people piling on another blogger, and because I’m sure this could apply to many situations for many people anyway.)

anonymous asked:

i was like kinda friends with this person since 6th grade and they knew i was trans since 8th and recently theyre like "why are we added on facebook lol" so i added them and theres transphobic things and im like "ok cool u dont actually respect me" and unfriended them they sent me a friend request like immediately why must this happen

wow fucking Assholes??? im so sorry baby. peoples facevooks seem to be the place they go to vocalize their opinions :-) i saw a bunch of my “friends” on Facebook sharing this post about how caitlyn jenners decision to be a woman is offensive to “real” women because she doesn’t have to deal with periods and all of this disgusting bs and i shared it and wrote a big ol paragraph for the fuckers who were previously on my friends list and now they r not :-) hope to see u in school assholes lmao
but!! im so sorry your friend doesn’t respect you angel they really should and maybe at this point you should just move on because they don’t get it they really don’t

8blackdragon8 asked:

hi! i just wanted to let you know i am in love with your art and just your blog in general! your actually the only artist i follow~ i even sent in a request for a character, but you havent seen it yet i guess (if you dont want to do it thats totally fine i just wasnt sure if you had seen it yet or not) i hope you have a lovely day :3

oh wow thank you so much! dont worry about the pallet thing Im moving from oldest to newest with a queue of like 50 requests itll happen eventually!


Ronald picking on Sebastian || Requested by: feelthisbeatz

Wind in our sails!
The future is looking bright!
For us, that is.
the signs as “cry baby” songs

aries | “dollhouse”
places, places, get in your places
throw on your dress and put on your doll faces
everyone thinks that we’re perfect
please don’t let them look through the curtains

taurus | “teddy bear”
teddy bear, you are my teddy bear
you were comforting and quiet
how did love become so violent?
oh, teddy bear, you were my teddy bear
everything was so sweet until you tried to kill me

gemini | “alphabet boy”
i know my abc’s, yet you keep teaching me
i say, fuck your degree, alphabet boy
you think you’re smarter than me with all your bad poetry
fuck all your abc’s, alphabet boy

cancer | “pity party”
i’m laughing, i’m crying
it feels like i’m dying
i’m dying, i’m dying
it’s my party and i’ll cry if i want to
it’s my party and i’ll cry if i want to

leo | “mrs. potato head”
kids forever, kids forever
baby soft skin turns into leather
don’t be dramatic, it’s only some plastic
no one will love you if you’re unattractive
oh mrs. potato head tell me, is it true that pain is beauty?
does a new face come with a warranty?
will a pretty face make it better?

virgo | “soap”
i’m tired of being careful, tiptoe, trying to keep the water warm
let me under your skin
uh-oh, there it goes, i said too much, it overflowed
why do i always spill?

libra | “pacify her”
someone told me stay away from things that aren’t yours
but was he yours, if he wanted me so bad?
pacify her
she’s getting on my nerves
you don’t love her
stop lying with those words

scorpio | “tag, you’re it”
can anybody hear me? i’m hidden under ground
can anybody hear me? am i talking to myself?
saying, “tag, you’re it, tag, tag, you’re it”
he’s saying, “tag, you’re it, tag, tag, you’re it”

sagittarius | “mad hatter”
you like me best when i’m off my rocker
tell you a secret, i’m not alarmed
so what if i’m crazy? the best people are
all the best people are crazy, all the best people are

capricorn | “sippy cup”
blood still stains when the sheets are washed
sex don’t sleep when the lights are off
kids are still depressed when you dress them up
and syrup is still syrup in a sippy cup

aquarius | “play date”
we’re just playing hide and seek
it’s getting hard to breathe under the sheets with you
i don’t want to play no games
i’m tired of always chasing, chasing after you

pisces | “cry baby”
your heart’s too big for your body
it’s where your feelings hide
they’re pouring out
where everyone can see