In other news Park Jimin is the fakest hoe I’ve ever seen, boy runs around with that squishy smile and baby hands acting all soft n cute like he just the Purest Bean in the bunch and then u put him on stage and he somehow gains +2000 Daddy™ points and grinds so fine the earth quakes I don’t wanna be played like this, u gotta pick one personality u chimchiminey shit I don’t have time for these games
Genre: fluff, a bit of angst, very very domestic parent!phan
Warnings: denied adoption (not explicitly mentioned, but strongly hinted at)
Thomas knows something’s up with his parents. They had forgotten his bedtime story the last few days, so he goes to their room to ask for one, and is instead confronted with the sight of his Papa comforting a crying Dan.
A/N Don’t worry, this has a happy ending, I promise.
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Teru decided to start it. He’s usually the one to say “good morning/night”, ask how everyone is doing, and he uses a bunch of emojis and puns. He also sends selfies at times.
Mob replies in short sentences or single phrases. He likes to sent photos of cats he sees along the way. He rarely uses emojis; the only one he uses is “ :) “ and whenever that happens everyone freaks out (+ get super happy).
Ritsu types in full sentences and clean punctuation (therefore a slow texter). At times when he does slip up, Shou likes to poke fun and correct him. Ritsu doesn’t use emojis but he does like to send those pre-made chat stickers because he’s a dork. He sends photos of bent spoons during the most random of times (like at 1AM in the morning, for example).
Shou sends the Memes™. He is That Guy™
on groupchat. Opposite of Ritsu, he types fast and full of typos. Uses a lot of internet slang. One time Mob asked what “WTF” stood for when he used it, but because of Ritsu being protective, Shou told him it meant “Well That’s Fun”. He also may or may not overuse the fire emoji.
I saw someone else do something similar to this, so I figured it’s cool if I jump on the train. Here’s a whole bunch of prompts I’ve had rolling around in my brain but just don’t have the time to complete myself. Feel free to snag one if it speaks to you, just tag me so I can enjoy it!
Jack and Bitty
Jack doing one of those “mean tweets” videos for the NHL. But all the “mean tweets” are from the members of SMH. Jack calls out every single one of them in response and becomes an overnight internet sensation.
Times Jack Zimmerman’s Boyfriend Owned the Internet: an article by Buzzfeed. (I tried starting this but got sidetracked and really did not get far at all. Bonus points for fake Twitter posts and everything.)
Nursey and Dex
Everything is the same, but Dex works as a model part-time to pay for school. Nursey can’t handle how hot his boyfriend is.
Bonus points for a photo shoot involving flower crowns.
(NSFW) These two morons totally have a bet going on what they can do to each other in public without their teammates noticing. Spoiler: their teammates notice everything.
Ransom and Holster
Med school student Ransom has a tumblr that he goes on to take breaks. He discovers Hockey Tumblr’s obsession with his boyfriend (NHL player) Holster’s relationship with one of his teammates and gets jealous.
Soulmate AU where everyone has a compass on their wrist that points to their soulmate. Their “True North.” Confused PolyFrogs because their compasses have never pointed in just one direction.
Kent and Alexei flirt over social media so obviously but no one actually realizes they’re flirting.
Bonus points for including all social media platforms. Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat, etc.
Speaking on Snapchat…… Kent Parson has a public Snapchat and a private Snapchat. He accidentally outs himself by forgetting to switch over to the private one and posts a “missing the boyf” snap on the public one. (I might do this for Patater week…)
(NSFW): Someone tells Kent the best way to build core strength is to take pole dancing classes. RIP in pieces Alexei Mashkov.
Request: could you please do an imagine with tom holland where the age gap is like 5 years, and toms the older one, and they’re kinda scared to tell him but toms just like lol I like you too ? I know you wrote similar one with peter so it’s all good if you don’t wanna write this one, love all your writing by the way xx
It was nerve wracking to be the youngest person in the mcu at the time. You’d been cast as one of Peter’s best friends, one that had been added into the latest movie at the last minute, a character completely unfamiliar to the comics, and you were the youngest of the bunch. Even the x-men kids down at Sony weren’t even as young as you and now you were on the big screen, filming alongside some of your favorite characters in the history of everything.
Not only were you working with great characters but with more than great actors, more specifically Tom. It took you all of five minutes to fall in love with the guy, he was great to talk with, he constantly made you feel like you fit in on set, he was awkward but in a really cute nerdy way, and your damn hormones had gotten the better of you, making you fall in love. However, there was only one teeny tiny thing setting you back; Tom Holland just so happened to be five years older than you. Yes, you were 15 years old, coming in at the youngest player in the game of Marvel.
Most everyone was twice your age if not more but here everyone was at least a bit closer to you in age but there was still that damn age gap between you and all of your coworkers. To say that this realization but a damper on your mood would be putting it lightly. You almost felt inferior to everyone else due to your age, sometimes they even directly contributed to that little nagging inferior feeling.
More often than not you were the butt of everyone’s joke, whether that be your small size (puberty was still trying to make it’s way to you) or the fact that you were so young. So despite Tom’s best efforts to make you feel accepted amongst everyone you still felt like shit every time you walked on set.
The teasing especially got bad in breaks and lunches. Every time you’d even set foot within one of your coworkers you were bound to be roasted for something and honestly you’d had enough. You wanted to quit filming, go back home and pretend like you never got this bit of fame but you Had a contract, an eight movie contract over the course of 6 years. You had to put up with all this ridicule for six years and you honestly didn’t even want to fathom what the later years were going to bring you.
The stress of filming (aka your coworkers) was finally starting to get to you and you’d had enough. As soon as the director called for a break you ran off, locking yourself in your trailer to avoid any confrontation with anyone. With a shaky sigh you slump against your door, burying your face in your hands as you attempted to soothe your nerves so that when someone came to retrieve you you’d be ready to face everyone. However, this happened a bit earlier than you had expected as a slight knock on your trailer door pulled you away from your hands.
“Hey, (Y/N)?” Tom’s voice rings in your ears, involuntarily making your cheeks heat up. “You in here?”
“Y-Yeah,” You manage, your voice shakier than intended.
“Are you okay?” His tone sounds hesitant, as though he was scared of asking you if you were alright.
“Yeah, I’m good, just a bit of a headache,” You lie through your teeth, wincing when you realized how fake your tone sounds.
“…can I come in?” God, if you said no he was going to know something was up, even through all this shit you had been absolutely chipper, putting on a fake smile even though the ridicule infuriated you beyond belief. If you started acting strange now Tom would most definitely know what was wrong.
“Sure,” You mutter, quickly turning the lock so he could open the door. Not even a moment later the door opened, revealing a rather concerned looking Tom.
“Um…” Tom closes the door behind him, leaving the two of you encased in the trailer. “Are you sure you’re okay (Y/N)? You seem…off recently,” You nod your head, gulping as you lied once again.
“Yeah, I think the stress of everything is just getting to me-”
“(Y/N), you are the worst liar on the face of this planet, don’t even try to deny it, now will you please tell me what’s really wrong?” You crack a small smile at his joke, even when you were feeling super shitty he was able to make you smile. But your smile soon dissipated when you realized that Tom had figured you out, he knew something was up and he wasn’t going to drop it until he knew what was wrong. So as of right now you had two options; tell him the truth and have your heartbroken by your best friend, or make up another lie that he was most likely going to be able to see through. So with a sigh and heavy heart you began to spill your heart out.
“Well, there’s this guy I like on set but since everyone is so much older than me I doubt he’d ever like me back and I guess it just makes me really sad,” Tom nods, his lips pressed into a thin line. “And I guess all the ridicule doesn’t really help either,” You mumble, your gaze falling to your fingers as you pick at your nails, anything to avoid Tom’s gaze.
“(Y/N)…do you-” He scoffs lightly at himself, almost in disbelief of what he was going to ask. “Do you like me?” You gulp, the line of your throat bobbing as Tom hit the head of the nail straight on, having already figured out your predicament weeks ago.
“I’m sorry!” You squeak, your voice a few octaves higher than intended. “I know you probably just see me as a kid and I get that but-”
“(Y/N),” Tom places his hands on your shoulders gently, efficiently shushing you gently. “It’s okay,” He stares at you softly, some form of twinkle in his eyes as he does. “I uh…I kinda like you too,” You immediately perk up at this, not quite believing the words that had just come from his own lips. “I just thought that the age gap would weird you out and-” You immediately shake your head no, staring up at him with wide eyes. Tom gives you a little smile, an almost relived chuckle falling from his lips. “You know…if we got together it’d kinda be illegal and frowned upon,” You nod your head, slumping down in defeat once again. “But I think I can wait three years for you,” You look up at him with a faint smile, your hopes rising once again.
“Really?” You ask softly, not quite believing his words yet again. Tom nods, smiling a bit brighter than before.
“Yeah, it’s not that too far down the road, we won’t even be filming our next movie by then,” You nod your head, your spirits a bit brighter than when you left the set. “Now why don’t you come out and eat lunch with us?” You nod your head yet again, smiling widely.
It may be a few years before the two of you could ever get together but you knew it was going to be well worth the wait.
***May or may not have been inspired by the fact that I’ve been eating sO MUCH CANDY SINCE HALLOWEEN AND RFA WOULD BE S O DISAPPOINTED IN ME IM SORRY
-he would be so disappointed
-maybe guilt trip you a lil
-“MC you know I like girls who eat well…”
-would try to cook for you
-..until he realizes there’s literally n o t h i n g
but beer and water in his pantry
-TIME TO GO TO THE GROCERY STORE
-you tag along
-he has to keep you from throwing a bunch of junk food in the cart
-“MC no you thATS NOT WHAT WE’RE HERE FOR”
-grocery trip success!
-Zen cooking…not so much
-eventually he just gives up
-“let’s just get some goldfish shaped buns”
-“MC YOU NEED TO EAT THREE MEALS A DAY TO STAY HEALTHY”
-“NO CANDY IS NOT A MEAL”
-He would cook for you
-it would probably look like shit
-but it would still taste good
-that’s all that matters
-he cooks for you whenever you so much as try to skip a meal
-which is pretty often
-he cares about your eating habits more than you do tbh
-eventually he joins the cooking club again
-his meals improve GREATLY
-you lowkey skip meals more often just so he can cook for you
-he catches on eventually
-“MC you know you could just ask me to cook for you right?”
-he teaches you to cook too
-Master Chef Yoosung and MC in the house
-this is RFA Mom™ we’re talking about
-she would give you a proper scolding
-even though she mainly eats takeout what a hypocrite
-would then proceed to feed you properly
-either by cooking for you or talking Jumin into letting one of his chefs cook for you
-makes sure you eat properly from then on
-as if she didn’t already
-you get on her case about eating too tbh
-“don’t worry about me MC I’m fine”
-“Jaehee nO TAKEOUT ISN’T HEALTHY”
-“IT’S BAD FOR YOUR SKIN”
-“…..omg you sound like Zen rn”
-you take turns cooking and get better together
-he gets his best chefs to cook a WELL BALANCED MEAL for you
-pretty much all your meals are cooked by his chefs from then on
-“Jumin it’s fine I’m capable of cooking by myself-”
-“No, you must make sure your meals are well balanced and healthy.”
-chefs need breaks too tho
-so when they have a day off Jumin attempts cooking for you
-key word: attempts
-poor bby he’s trying so hard
- Mista Trust Fund Kid has never cooked a day in his life
-20 minutes and one near death experience later he just decides to take you to a restaurant
-“Really Jumin, I could’ve just cooked….”
-*laughs while eating Honey Buddha Chips and drinking Ph. D. Pepper*
-both of you are so unhealthy omg
-how are you still alive
The first time you met Dean Winchester you were 19, and he was 24. Just like them, you were raised in the life. You’d heard whispers of them, but you honestly thought that it was a bunch of bullshit. You and Dean fought over everything, and anything. It drove John insane. Said it reminded him of him and Mary at first. Dean felt insulted, and you made a face.
Almost a year after you started tagging along with them, you landed in the hospital. They didn’t know if you’d even make it again. If you did, they weren’t hopeful that you’d be able to walk. When you finally cracked your eyes, the first one you saw was Dean. A very tired looking Dean. Letting out a small groan, you realized there was a tube down your throat, making it that much worse.
Dean’s green eyes slowly opened before he sat up, grinning, to see you awake. John told you later that Dean refused to leave your side for long. Only leaving to shower, and change.
After that, it was the two of you. Nothing needed to be said. You were his, and he was yours. You were already considered part of the ‘family’ business before your accident, but after, you really were part of the family. Going out on hunts wasn’t something you did right away. Between healing, and Dean, you were the one to stay back, and work from the motel room.
You were itching to get back into it nine months after you were released from the hospital. Dean, however, was against the idea. It was the first major fight you’d had since you’d shifted from hunting partners to more. “No.” He shook his head.
“No?” You shot back. “You can’t stop me from hunting, Dean!” The fact that he was trying was pissing you off. “You’re not my father!” As you yelled at him, you were throwing things in your bag, making sure you had what you needed.
Dean’s jaw was set. “God, you’re so fucking stubborn!” He yelled. “I can’t stand to see you hurt again. N-not like that.” You heard the raw emotion in his voice.
Sighing, you walked over and put your arms around his neck. “How about we wait for John, and the three of us can go. I’ll ease back into hunting, but you’ll be happy because there’s less chance of me getting hurt.” You offered. Him having a reason softened you. Him just telling you that you weren’t going pissed you off.
He kissed you gently. “Deal.” He pulled you close, burying his face in your neck. “I can’t lose you, baby.” He admitted.
You closed your eyes. “You won’t.”
“You mean I’m going to be meeting the famous Sammy?” You teased as you set curled up next to Dean in the front seat of the Impala. The two of you were on your way to Stanford to get his help. John was missing, and it was all hands on deck.
Dean smiled and nodded. “You do. Then you’ll have met all my living relatives.” He smiled at you. You knew the backstory behind Sam, Stanford, and John really was proud of his youngest.
Now, after traveling with the two Winchester men for nearly two years, you’d come face to face with the 3rd. To say you were excited was an understatement. “You think we’ll get along? Or do you think we’ll fight like cats and dogs?” You chuckled, curious.
He put his arm around you and smiled, kissing your cheek. “He’ll love you.”
i’ve been missing from tumblr because life rocket boosted me to some place i don’t know how to return from.. lol but in that time, i doodled a bunch and slammed them all in twitter.. my life revolves around twitter because i get some good shit good shit there 10 outta 10 YEAYUH
omg i don’t make sense i’m sorry -lies on the floor- besides that, i’m busy with life and stuff.. the usual. been playing as much overwatch as my body allows.. also, lol i’ve gotten a lot of questions in my inbox about who i main, my guys. it doesn’t matter.. just know i love gabe reyes and i love drawing him with jesse.. -shrugs-
lookit all these messy doodles of gabe and jesse
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Welcome to Night Vale was mentioned in the New York Times this weekend, as they covered the rise of fiction podcasts. They also mention a bunch of others that you might be interested in if you’re looking for recommendations for other stories to listen to!
part of the BTS X Hogwarts series. for the other members: click here. To track Gryffindor!Taehyung, read the #gryffindor!taehyung tag.
it looks like he’s wearing gryffindor colours im dead
Merry Christmas everybody! I had planned a bunch of Christmas themed things for you guys, but as always, I run out of time to write them and I’m the slowest writer in the world- so, I’m really sorry that there could be no real Christmas scenarios or drabbles this year. Next year, however, I do plan on hosting some Christmas drabble games, so, hopefully that is enticing enough for you to stay.
Nonetheless, we’re back with the BTS x Hogwarts series, continuing with no other than Kim Taehyung!
Unlike Jimin, the Sorting Hat was fairly fast upon picking Gryffindor for Taehyung
Although it was torn between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor, the hat chose the latter and Taehyung was honestly thrilled upon entering the most legendary house
He has no real friends in Gryffindor, as he entered as a lone wolf, but he’s one of those kids who makes friends before he’s sitting down after being sorted
So it’s no issue, he’s friends with everybody if he can help it
I think Taehyung would be one of those students who really wants to prove how worthy he is of being in Gryffindor, so he always works hard in his subjects and is really understanding and supportive towards his housemates in any year
First years tend to follow the influence of other students so they’re always too afraid to approach other houses
Taehyung is contagious and everybody in Hogwarts either knows him, is friends with him, or has heard about him. He’s just somebody who unintentionally causes a bit of trouble and can sometimes be the cause of many misunderstandings and disputes, but he’s such a hardworking and loyal student and friend and he’s quick to diffuse any tension if he can
Okay, going off into visuals, everybody’s favourite part