while eating pancakes


I know I rushed to draw this shit but X'DD
my mom asked me this while I was eating pancakes
Who. Who. Who. Who WHO ASKS THAT?! Hey do you ever have dreams of getting married? Like literally out of nowhere.

No I’m gonna live at the zoo mother
With all the otters
Ill marry a fish :,)
My dress will be seaweeds


okay so I made this playlist while I was eating pancakes and I can’t stop listening to it

  • Can’t Deny My Love - Brandon Flowers
  • The Descent - Bastille
  • Don’t Take The Money - Bleachers
  • Pork Soda - Glass Animals
  • Happy Family - Sundara Karma
  • The Wire - HAIM
  • Da Vinci Riot Police - George Ezra
  • The Element of Surprise - The Last Shadow Puppets
  • pink skies - LANY
  • You Know It - Colony House 
  • Take It Or Leave It - The Strokes
  • Emily - Catfish and the Bottlemen
Birthday Girl (submission)

On your birthday you wake up to tons of notifications on twitter and Instagram, from family and friends but also fans wishing you a happy birthday and other well wishes. Your heart is warmed by the kind messages from people all over, you think that maybe a little bit later you’ll do a quick Instagram live stream to thank everyone. 

It’s tradition that whoever’s birthday it is gets to pick what’s on the menu for breakfast (or in this case, brunch, since it was so hard to get out of his cozy grasp this morning). You kindly ask Harry for his famous pancakes, but instead of bananas (like he always requests), could he pretty please throw some chocolate chips in, and maybe some whipped cream and strawberries on top, and even though you know he’ll say that “it’s too much sugar for this early in the mornin’ love, but since it’s your birthday…” he’ll reluctantly toss the chocolate chips in anyway. 

As he’s getting everything ready, he hands you your coffee with a kiss to the forehead, telling you to go cuddle up on the couch and he’ll call you when everything is ready. 

As you shuffle over to your shared living room, with your favorite fuzzy blanket wrapped loosely around you and your favorite morning playlist softly drifting through from the kitchen, you get comfortable in your self-designated corner of couch. You take a sip of your coffee and open up Instagram, ready to make your short little live message for the fans. 

“Good morning friends! Or should I say afternoon since it’s almost 11 here,” you giggle. “I woke up to so many lovely messages and I just wanted to say a big thank you to all of you for helping to make my birthday so special already.” 

Immediately you see lots of followers have tuned into your live stream, with messages starting to appear at the bottom, and a rising number of viewers showing at the top. You answer a few of the messages popping up at the bottom, as Ed Sheeran’s "Perfect” starts to echo through the speakers in the kitchen, and you smile thinking that it’s one of your favorite love songs. 

“It’s pretty cold here today, so I think I might say in my blanket for as long as possible. Maybe find a good movie to watch while I eat my birthday pancakes." 

As you continue to talk to your phone, your ears perk up to Harry’s voice starting to sing along with the song and you start to panic ever so slightly. Whenever Harry sings, your heart always slightly flutters, but this time it’s for a totally different reason.

Of course everyone knows that you are with Harry, you have been for years, but you purposely make it a point to not make a show of it. You both like to keep your private lives private, something that is hard to do when he has the job and life that he does. The last thing you want is to cause any drama with his fans, to have anyone thinking you are showing him off, or invading his privacy, especially on your birthday of all days. So with a frozen smile, an ever so slight wide eyed expression, and multiple messages from quick fans who already picked up on the fact that it was indeed Harry’s voice in the background, you try to gently get up from your seat the sneak to the next room, hoping that it will all go unnoticed. The video is in fact live, it’s not as though you can delete it later or suddenly end the video just as his voice appears without causing suspicion.

As you start to make your move, he hollers, "Oi you don’ like my singin’? Get paid to do this ya know, s’not very nice to jus’ ignore my performance.” He is standing across the room from you, watching you with his infamous smirk, his arms folded across his chest. That’s when he sees the way in which your holding your phone and he asks, “whatcha doin’ love?“ 

Panic runs through you as you swallow and answer, “Umm, doing a live video thanking everyone for the birthday wishes.” He knows you better than anyone, so you hope that the look in your eyes will tell him what he needs to know. 

But instead, he makes his way to you and plops himself down on your lap, trapping and slightly crushing you with his weight, not that you would normally mind, but under this particular circumstance, you begin to worry. He keeps his gaze on your phone as his face appears in front of yours.

He’s not one for social media, using it minimally for both his personal and professional life, never wanting to be in his friends’ snapchats or have his personal pictures being posted too often. In your two years of being with each other, you’ve posted maybe two or three photos of the two of you together, only with his permission to share these personal moments. So for him to willingly put himself in this live stream, you’re confused and a bit anxious. Maybe he doesn’t understand what this is? Maybe he thinks you can not post it at all, or even delete it later? 

He continues to stare at the screen, watching the mass influx of messages popping up at the bottom, and the dramatic increase of viewers at the top. He seems unphased. 

"Haz it’s live,” you gently whisper with a smile, almost hiding yourself behind his large frame. “Can’t delete it.”

“S'why it’s called a live stream, innit?” He quips. 

You’re shocked to say the least, that he would insert himself like this, that he would knowingly make his private life public like this, but you suppose there’s no more use in questioning now, not with the camera still pointed on both of your faces. 

“Wha’s tha’?” He asks, pointing to the bottom right of the screen.

“Hearts.” You murmur, your chin resting nervously on his right shoulder. 

“ ’N what’re the numbers?“ 

"How many people are watching.”

“Hmm,” he hums, “Wha’s all this?” He points again, this time to the bottom left. 

“People commenting, saying hello. Asking questions.“ 

He pauses for just a moment, continuing to let his eyes wander over the screen, smiling occasionally and then furrowing his brow. 

"Why’s everyone sayin’ happy birthday? Mine’s not fo’ two more months.” He waits a moment before turning and giving you a cheeky smile.

You roll your eyes at him but can’t help but laugh. “S'my birthday, Harry” and you give him a pout. 

He just laughs at you, and turns back at the screen. He gives the screen one last furrowed look, then begins to stick his tongue out at the screen. Repetitively. He raises his eyebrows and continuously sticks his tongue out, and you are extremely confused as to what is going on.

“Harry, what are you doing?“ You giggle softly. It’s hard to give a true laugh with his heavy weight still on top of you. 

"Wanna be the dog,” he states matter of factly, sticking his tongue out once more. “Where’s th’ dog?“

You laugh again, this time a little more loudly, “That’s snap chat love, this is Instagram. It doesn’t have all those filters." 

He frowns, looking like a little boy who didn’t get his way, and you just want to give him kisses all over because he looks so damn cute, and if your phone wasn’t in front of both of your faces, with thousands of fans tuning in, you would. 

Your tummy gives a soft growl, bringing you back to reality and you are reminded of the breakfast (well, brunch) that awaits you. 

You let out a soft sigh, "Pancakes done?” You ask, as you rest you head against him, watching him watch the screen. 

“Oh shit!!” He all but yells. He pops up from his seat on your lap, slightly knocking you over in the process. Your phone jostles and you’re thankful he didn’t knock over the coffee mug that is sitting on the coffee table before you. 

You stay seated, laughing loudly, as you watch him rush into the kitchen, grabbing the spatula to check the damage, but you just know these ones must be burned. You turn you attention back to your phone, pursing your lips as you try to contain the love and joy and utter bliss you feel. He may be a tall, lanky, soft, silly dork, but he’s yours and you love him with your whole heart. 

You give your phone once last playful eye roll, and whisper so he can’t hear you, “And he brags he used to be a baker.”

“Oi! I hear’ tha’! Jus’ cause it’s your birthday doesn’ mean you get t’ be mean t’ me!” 

You glance down at the comments one last time, seeing all the loving remarks from his fans, but the ones that stick out to you the most are the ones that tell you something that you already knew. You smile, “Yeah, ‘m one lucky girl,” you think to yourself. 

With one last thank you and goodbye to the live stream, you ditch you phone and your blanket on the couch, and make you way to the kitchen where Harry has already put new batter into the pan. You smile as you snake your arms around him, nestling your face and nose into his back, giving him a small squeeze.

“New one’s ‘ill be ready in a mo’,” he murmurs, slowly swaying back and forth with you to the new song playing. 

You hum in response, forgetting all about the pancakes, just wanting to be in this moment with him, to feel his warmth, to smell his smell, and to remember that you are indeed one lucky (birthday) girl. 


THIS is one of the cutest submissions I have EVER gotten holy shIT I’m so in love 😍
30 Kisses for 30 Years

summary: It’s Phil’s thirtieth birthday and Dan is determined to give him thirty kisses. Meanwhile, Phil’s been having domestic thoughts. 
word count: 2, 735
warnings: innuendos, kissing, making out, hickeys, so much fluff that you’ll die

Phil could feel something crawling under his skin when he woke up that morning.

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Dear Journal,

This morning we woke up really early to take the train to the orphanage. Sirius and I were so excited to meet our baby. We arrived a bit to early so we ate breakfast in this cute restaurant. Sirius’ leg was bouncing from excitement. We were talking about baby names while eating our pancakes and cinnamon rolls.

“Maybe something simple like Alex?” Sirius asked.

“There will be a hundred Alex’s at Hogwarts.. We need something unique.” I said, taking a bite of my breakfast.

“How about Teddy? It’s cute?” Sirius said.

“I like Teddy… He’ll be our little Teddy bear!” I giggled.

“I can’t wait to see him Remus.” Sirius said, looking at his watch.

“I know… we’ll see him soon..” I smiled.

We finished breakfast and had a coffee. I kind of regretted letting Sirius have a coffee because he was already so excited and nervous! It didn’t help!

“It’s time! Let’s go meet our son!” Sirius said, smilling.

He grabbed my hand and we walked down the street to the orphanage. A nice lady welcomed us and told us to wait in a room. Sirius was shaking and I tried to calm him.

“What if i’m not a good father? What if i end up like my parents?” He asked.

“You won’t Sirius. You’re nothing like your parents.. Just take a deep breath.” I said.

“Okay.. I can’t wait Moons..” He laughed.

We then heared the door open and the lady came in with a baby wrapped in a blanket. It was our baby. Sirius put his hands on his face and started crying. He was happy. The lady layed the tiny boy in my arms and i couldn’t stop smiling. I felt a few tears run down my cheeks and Sirius kissed my forehead.

“Hey buddy..” I said, brushing my finger on the little baby’s cheek.

“He’s beautiful..” Sirius said.

“He’s so small. Look at his eyes Sirius.”

He had bright blue eyes and long lashes.

“Do you want to hold him?” I asked my boyfriend.

Sirius nodded. I carefully layed the baby in his arms. The baby giggled and grabbed a strand of Sirius’ hair.

“How are you going to name him?” The lady we totally forgot exsisted asked.

Sirius looked at me and i nodded.

“Teddy Lupin.” He said to the lady.

Sirius insisted on using my family name. He didn’t want Teddy to be a Black. I tried to convince him otherwise but he wanted him to be a Lupin. The lady wrote down the name on the official papers and looked up.

“What about the middle name?” She asked.

“Regulus. Teddy Regulus Lupin.” I said instantly.

Sirius looked at me. We haven’t thought about a middle name but I did. Sirius smiled and a tear ran down his face. He mouthed a “i love you”. He looked down at the little baby in his arms.

“Teddy Regulus Lupin.. It’s beautiful..” He said.

We spent the day with the baby. He was so beautiful. Sirius tried to make him say “Padda” but he was just mumbling some sounds and it made us laugh. Unfortunetly, it was time to go. The lady told us that we could come and get him at the beggining of the week. We still had to make a room for him. Sirius didn’t want to let him go. He kissed his forehead and the lady told us that he would be okay. She walked away with our baby and the his hands were oustreched towards us.

“I don’t want to leave him..” I said.

“I know. Me neither. But he’ll be home soon. Can we go baby shopping tommorow?” Sirius asked.

“Of course! Lily will come with us maybe.” I smiled.

“He’s perfect. I want to hold him forever.” Sirius said.

“You will be able to do that soon!” I laughed. “But I want to hold him too!”

In two days, Teddy Regulus Lupin would be home.

April 8th 1978

anonymous asked:

That disconnect on loving/being loved is one of the major conflicts between Cas and Dean (as I see it). Now, this might not be popular but I think Dean did a lot of mistakes in their earlier relationship that has contributed to Cas not getting it now (along with Cas' angelic perspective, of course). Dean is trying like hell to undo some of the damage, kudos to him, but that's why Dean gets in a fit when Cas doesn't answer, risks his life, takes stupid risks and Cas being all "this not ok now?"

Heck okay… Over dinner, Mr. Mittens was talking to me about Scorpion (which he watches and I don’t, really, other than sort of letting him keep me informed about the character dynamics, because I watched the first season with him and it’s nice to know that the various characters are getting along and doing well…)

I do have a point bringing up this completely different TV show, I swear…

The show itself is about this group of geniuses who are all sort of ~socially outcast~ because of their various talents, to the point that most of them had been wanted by various governments for various criminal activity… but they’re all assembled together to solve these sorts of global threat type situations.

The main character is this guy called Walter who’s a supergenius who was arrested for hacking NASA when he was a little kid. So he’s always been on the U.S. Government radar as a potential threat. But he’s not American by birth. This will be important later…

Anyway, in the pilot episode they meet this woman named Paige who was working as a waitress at a diner. She’s just a normal working mom, but she falls in with this group of geniuses because she’s got her own sort of genius: translating humanity for these people who despite being brilliant are sort of “rusty” in the “people skills” department…

So Walter and Paige sort of have this interesting dynamic, and are both attracted to each other, but he’s got like ZERO in the way of people skills or understanding his own feelings, and she thinks she’s got nothing to offer him because she’s just this regular person.

Her son, however, is also brilliant, and Walter helps her to understand her son while she helps him to begin to understand people in general.

At one point Paige discovered that Walter was secretly married to one of the other members of the team, but it was only so he could gain U.S. Citizenship, and she felt betrayed that he’d lied to her about something that big… even though he never had any romantic interest at all in that other character (and all this was only revealed because someone else had asked her to marry them, and she’d kept turning them down, because she couldn’t divorce Walter without him getting deported, but that was supposed to remain a secret… blah blah blah, misunderstandings ensue before the truth finally comes out…)

(ETA: This other character Walter was married to? Her name is Happy.)

Three seasons later, whoops Walter has made a sort of deathbed (drug-induced) love confession to Paige that he didn’t remember making (because drug-induced deathbed confession) BUT IT WAS VIDEOTAPED and then used against him later. When he realized what he’d confessed to her, he began pushing her away.

He found her a “regular” job so she wouldn’t be “in danger” from working with the team anymore, pushing her away emotionally, because he was terrified that now he’d confessed his love to HER that she would use that confession to break his heart. (because why would she love me back…)

Meanwhile she’s angry with HIM for pushing her away because she WANTS to work with the team, and it’s not his job to babysit her…

So Mr. Mittens is telling me this entire sordid tale, and I asked him, “But do you think they’re endgame for each other? Like they’ll eventually get together?” And he’s like “Absolutely. It’s obvious how much they love each other. They just need to communicate.”

And I sat through that entire description from him while eating a pancake like this:

(I have this gif saved as “dean chews judgmentally”)

So you can probably make all the comparisons ever to Dean and Cas through Paige and Walter, because the underlying story is almost beat for beat identical.

So tell me they aren’t writing this as a romance.

anonymous asked:

okay so i just saw your list of horror anime (i totally recommend Ghost Hunt but that's not what this is about it just made me think of it) and for the valentine's day au requests, how about nalu and ghost hunters au?

@soprana-snap Ghost Hunter!AU snippet???? lol Chy and I were actually talking about a ghost hunter!AU awhile ago! Also, longer than 3 sentences because I’m trash, so 3 paragraph!

“You know” Lucy starts, voice slightly higher than usual as she sends Natsu a pointed look from behind her camera, “most couples would go on a date for Valentine’s Day.” She would love to say that she isn’t disappointed, but she kind of is. Sure, Valentine’s Day is a dumb holiday meant to capitalize on material objects and guilt couples into buying things for each other, but that doesn’t meant that Lucy wants to miss a rare date night with her longtime boyfriend. Ghost Hunting is their work, sure, but right now she’d rather be curled up with him on the couch at home.

Natsu pauses just a step ahead of her, the EVP recorder blinking in his hand. He cocks his head to the side, a grin tugging at his lips as his expression turns impish. “You mean this isn’t a date?” he jokes, eyes twinkling in the dim light. When Lucy doesn’t laugh the smile slips from his lips and his expression becomes serious. He shoves the recorder into his pocket and takes a step towards her, cupping her face with both hands. “After we catch some ghosts, would you like to go home and eat pancakes while watching bad rom-coms?” he asks her, ducking his head to look her in the eyes. Lucy’s lips twitch into a small smile and she nods, giggling when Natsu presses a wet kiss against her cheek. He trails butterfly kisses along her jawline until he reaches her mouth.When he speaks again, his lips ghost against her skin. “Do you think the ghosts know that I love you?” he murmurs against her lips.

It wouldn’t be until later, when listening to their recordings of the night, that the pair would hear a very faint “yes” in response to Natsu’s question.

Famous Love/Part 4

Originally posted by ourmagiclovestory

You slowly opened your eyes, smelling that wonderful smell while being wrapped by the sheets. You turned lazily, imagining you’d feel Jensen’s body by your side, but were disappointed to see nothing there.

You frowned, sitting on the bed and finding his room completely dark aside from the light that came through the open door, and all your clothes scattered around the floor from the mess you’d made the previous night.

You grinned, getting up and combing your hair into a messy bun before putting Jensen’s shirt on.

 "J?“ You asked, walking through the long corridor, and hearing his voice from afar saying "I’m here”. You supposed it was coming from the kitchen.

 "Morning. “You said hugging him from behind while he was focused making pancakes.

 "Morning beautiful.” He said turning around to give you a lingering chaste kiss, soon getting back to the pancakes. You sat on the table and smiled, seeing as Jensen was cooking your breakfast wearing only his black boxers.

 After your first date, as he had promised, Jensen called whenever there was a breech in your schedules, and you would go somewhere, even if it was just to the ice cream parlor and you only had thirty minutes. But always in small, discreet places, where the fans wouldn’t find you. You agreed since the start not to announce the relationship, at lest for now. You didn’t know exactly what you two were, but of course there was an unspoken agreement of fidelity. But one thing, you knew for sure.

 You were completely crazy for Jensen Ackles.

 The first time you slept together was around your fourth date, when he cooked a romantic dinner in his house, and it was… The best orgasm you had ever had. This was the fifth night you were spending together, and today would be a very special day.

 "This one is for the lady" He said putting a pancake in your plate. “And this is for the Tramp” He said throwing one in his making you laugh and roll your eyes.

 "Ready for today?“ He asked and you pouted while eating the delicious pancakes.

"What?” He looked almost disappointed to see your face. “I though you were excited”

 "I am, but… I’m nervous" You said the last word in a whisper not daring to look at his face, but you knew he had a taunting expression.

 "(Y/N) if you are like this to meet them, imagine when you meet my parents….“ You looked surprised at him to hear this words. He really was thinking about introducing you to his parents? He really wanted to reach this level of relationship with you? Your heart skipped a beat, just like it did whenever you were with him, and he looked away blushing. "But yeah… they’re gonna love you, believe me”

 "Don’t you think that a 3 year old’s birthday party is too intimate for me to go?“ You asked starting to freak out, and he rolled his eyes smiling.

 "I told you a million times that it was Gen and Jared who invited you. And everybody wants to meet you. We’re together for… what? Two and a half months and they don’t know you yet. -He guaranteed you and you returned a small smile to him. The truth was that you were dying to finally meet the Supernatural cast, but nervous, just like any other fan.

 "Okay then…What do you prefer? The green dress or the floral one?”


 You were almost in Padalecki’s house and the nervousness refused to go away. Jensen was with one of his hands resting on your tight caressing it with his thumb and trying to make you at ease, but it wasn’t working.

 Oh, and you picked the floral dress.

 "You know what?“ Jensen said making you look at him. "I know why you’re so nervous.”

 "Oh, you do?“ You asked with a smile knowing that nothing good would come from that. "And why is it?”

 "You’re not nervous because they are my friends. You’re nervous because you’re such a fangirl.“ He told you with a smirk and you tried to hide the truth.

 "Shut up, of course not.” You answered looking to the other side making him laugh.


 "Shut up Jensen”

 "Shut up Jensen" He said trying to imitate your voice and you rolled your eyes, crossing your arms just when he parked in front of the house.

 "Ah, now you’re angry?“ He said with a playful smile and you snorted.

 "C'mon (Y/N) I know that you are Supernatural’s number one fan.” He said getting closer and you shivered when his hot breath reached your neck and his hand tightened on your thigh. “And that’s why…” He said kissing your shoulder covered just by the thin strap of the dress and of the bra. “You never..” He said kissing the curve of your neck. “Resist” He said finally, lightly biting the lobe of your ear and making a shiver run through your body. This man… damn.

 He laughed opening the door and you gasped. Did he really stop in that moment? He stopped by your open window laughing at your face and giving you a chaste kiss.

 "C'mon we need to go in. I promise to give you a reward later" He said smiling and you left the car shaking your head in denial but letting a small smile appear. He locked the car, holding the hand that was not carrying Tom’s present, and Jensen pressed the doorbell.

 “Jensen and (Y/N)! I’m so glad you’re here!” Genevieve said smiling when she opened the door, giving you and Jensen a hug. She was the only one you had met before, and like the last time, she was lovely. “Tom!” She shouted. “Look who’s arrived!” Suddenly a little boy came out from nowhere and jumped in Jensen’s lap.

 “Uncle Jensen!” He screamed and Jensen laughed spinning him around.

 “Congrats little guy, look the big present we got you.” He said putting Tom on the floor and Jensen pointed to the present in your hand. You bent down to be in his height.

 “This is aunt (Y/N) Tom, she is uncle Jensen’s girlfriend.” Genevieve said and Tom smiled getting the present and giving you a shy hug. He thanked you and started running again. You stood up again feeling your cheeks burn, and you saw Jensen’s cheeks were also turning red with Genevieve’s words.

 “C’mon, everybody’s in the Garden.” She said and guided you through the giant and beautiful house into the garden, where there were a lot of tables with guests.

 “Jensen!” Someone screamed and you saw Jared with his Young son, Shep, in his arms. Your fan heart jumped when he came to talk to you. He hugged you and Jensen a little clumsily because of his little one.

 “And you’re the famous (Y/N).” He said and you smiled embarrassed. “ I’ve heard a lot about you in the last months, i’m so glad to finally meet you.”

 “Oh, you have?” You said smiling looking at Jensen, who blushed. “I hope you’ve heard just good things, and it’s a pleasure to meet you too. You and this pretty little boy.” You said holding Shep’s little hand who laughed, and everybody laughed along. With Jared, you went to say “Hello” to everybody. You met Gen and Jared’s family, except for some brother that couldn’t go. You met Felicia, the redhead that played Charlie in the series, Misha and his family, Mark and his girlfriend, and Rob and Richard, who played Chuck and Gabriel.  

 You met some intimate friends of Gen and Jared, and three of them had children in the same age as Tom.

 You sat in a table with the Supernatural cast, all of them were so funny.

 “But (Y/N), explain something to me.” Mark said and everybody started to pay attention. “Why isn’t your accent strong?” He asked and everybody laughed, including you.

 “I was about to ask the same thing! But I was waiting for the right moment.” Jared said and you laughed.  

 “I was born in America, but when I was ten I moved to England. I ended up learning to speak with the British accent, but when I come here, I barely use it. The only place I really use it in the series.” You explained and everybody made a sonorous “Ahh”. Everyone used to ask you this, including Jensen.

 The day went by faster than you imagined it would. Everybody was - or seemed to be - really happy to met you, and the ones who didn’t know how you and Jensen met were really curious to hear the story. Now, in the end of the party, it was just you and the families left. Jensen was playing in the trampoline with Jared, Tom and Shep, and you and Gen were just observing the scene.

 “You know (Y/N)…” She started. “I know Jensen very well and I can tell that he likes you.” She said and you blushed, looking at him and sighing.

 “I like him a lot Gen. I really do.” You said and se smiled.  

 “One day you will be married to him.”

 “I hope so.”


 "These heels are killing me.” you said tiredly and he laughed. You agreed to stop by your apartment after the party to take some clothes so you could go to Jensen’s place. You entered your building’s lobby and the doorman called you.

 "Miss (Y/N), someone left you these flowers.” you raised your brow in confusion and looked at Jensen, who shrugged as if he didn’t know anything. You took the flowers with a thank you and you entered the elevator.

 “Who do you think they’re from?” you asked looking for some sort of card and he hugged you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder, and you shivered when he started scratching his thin beard on your neck. When you finally found something, it was a little white card with only one letter written on it.


 You looked at him over your shoulder with surprise, and he smiled in embarrassment.

 “I know we’re together, but I wanted to make it official.” he answered with a shrug, still a bit embarrassed, and you smiled unable to contain your anxiety while opening the little card where it was written ‘will you be my girlfriend?’

 You laughed, turning around with a huge grin.

 “Will you be my girlfriend, (Y/N)?” he asked, and you pulled him for a chaste kiss, hugging him tight.

 “Of course I do, J.” you said and he smiled too, deepening the kiss.

 You were dating Jensen Ackles.


“(Y/N) come to beeed.” Jensen pouted while you took off your makeup in his bathroom.

 “I’m almost done.” you laughed, throwing the stained tissue on the trash can. You washed your face and jumped in his bed, making him laugh.

 “(Y/N) I… We need to talk.” Jensen said a bit serious, and you raised an eyebrow.

 “It’s been like two hours since we started dating and you already want to breakup?” you said playfully, a bit scared to see his serious face as he laughed, making you calm down a bit. You were lying facing each other, and he pulled you closer by the waist.

 “Absolutely not, miss (Y/N), it’s not gonna be that easy to get rid of me.” he gave you a chaste kiss that you unintentionally deepened, and next thing that happened you were laying on top of him. He sat on the bed with you on his lap and backed away a little. “I did promise I was going to recompense you, didn’t I?” he said, kissing your neck. “But I really wanted to say something serious now.

 “Hmm… I’m sorry?” you said with a hint of doubt on your tone and he looked up, shaking his head with a smile. But when he looked back at you, he was serious again.

 “Even though we’ve just made it official, the rumours of us being together have been all around for so long that now that I can finally call you my girlfriend…” he started with a smile and you did the same, not believing that was actually happening, “I want to tell everyone that we’re together.” he said and your eyes widened slightly.

“You want to tell the fans?”

“You don’t?” he asked a bit scared that you’d hate the idea.

 “I do! I really do!” you said while kissing him, and he smiled, relieved. “What were you thinking about? A tweet? An interview?”

 “A picture or a video…” he said with a shrug. “You decide.”

 “Let’s take a picture and post it on twitter.” you said excitedly and he agreed with a smile. He grabbed his computer and took about 40 pictures of the both of you, laughing and doing silly faces to the camera. In the end you chose one in which you were about to kiss him while he looked at you with a cute face.

 “You’re sure you wanna do this right?” he asked, ready to post the picture with the caption: ‘Fun night with my girl after Tom’s B-day’.

 You nodded, biting your lower lip. He breathed in deep and posted it. He turned to you with a smile, giving you a long kiss.

 “Can I say just one more thing to you?” he asked, interrupting the kiss while you caressed his nape and you nodded. He breathed deeply again, giving you a chaste kiss. “I think I love you.”

 You smiled, feeling your heart skip a beat.

 “In that case, I think I love you too.” you said, and you both smiled before kissing each other once more. Though this time, non of you interrupted the kiss.


-Hinata gets lost.

-Kageyama starts to set everything that even remotely moves.

-Daichi is stressin’

-Noya and Tanaka some how got hold of a cart and are now speeding through the whole place.

-Suga is asleep on one of the beds

-Asahi has lost his headband is just aimlessly looking for it, whilst also scaring other customers from his negative aura he’s giving off.

-Ennoshita has accepted his fate and now is just chillin’ eating pancakes while watching this all go down.

-Yams and Tsukki are probably making out on a bunk bed under the covers.

-There is a small fire that might have been caused by the team, but no one has to know.

/will do other teams soon? probably when my allergies calm down/

anonymous asked:

gUrl and then Gavin would walk downstairs to see the kids giggling while eating and Ryan making pancakes and making the kids giggle & gavin just smiles because he loves this life

Oh, Gavin is rushing, because fuck who let him sleep in, what have the kids been doing, have they been fed, are they even still here, what would happen if he lost-

Oh. That’s… giggling. And Ryan. Right. Ryan was here.

And he comes around into the kitchen and sees Ryan making… a unicorn pancake for his daughter.

Right. Everything is right with Ryan around.

aitrhuae-deactivated20170410  asked:

Can u do the rfa + v, saeran, and maybe even vanderwood reacting to being with a rlly childish mc (if thats specific enough ^^;) lile an mc that loves watching cartoons and playing ds games and probably makes them play ispy everytime theyre in a car (i just thought it would h rlly cute to see all the serious members of the rfa reacting to someone rlly childish)

Boi. Why does this sound like me


  • utterly confused 
  • “MC it’s 5am why are you up?”
  • has to question why MC has to charge their DS every night 
  • ends up finding DS games all over the place
  • when he sees MC’s room he’s taken aback 
  • “Is this your childhood room MC or is this your actual room”
  • playing ispy results in sarcastic remarks 
  • he will take MC’s DS at the dinner table 
  • “we’re eating”


  • “MC playing that game all day will hurt your eyes”
  • “MC please this isn’t a time to be playing hide and seek” 
  • secretly enjoys the small childish games 
  • will end up tripping over the gaming consoles
  • so many stuffed animals everywhere 
  • he will result in buying MC a new stuffed animal as a toy 
  • they seem to like it 
  • did you say cartoons?
  • he wakes up to find MC sitting in front of the TV watching teen titans or Pokemon or something


  • cartoons??
  • at this AGE? why MC??
  • he enjoys watching them too 
  • he probably is the one that wakes MC up saturday mornings 
  • they eat pancakes while watching cartoons 
  • he will end up “accidentally” end up playing one of MC’s games 
  • “MC lemme borrow your charger” 
  • “why tho”
  • “mydsisgonnadIE”


  • MC loves games? childish games?
  • he will BUY MC the consoles and games they want as gifts when they come out 
  • as long as MC is healthy he will indulge MC’s interests
  • “MC have you gotten off that couch all night?”
  • “MC please come sleep now”
  • he is also a big baby for attention from MC
  • playing childish games he enjoys more 
  • he loves how cute MC looks when they’re concentrated on a game 
  • or when they’re watching cartoons Jumin will sit by them and work 


  • “MC why are you playing games, the coffee shop needs attention at the moment”
  • ifyouunderstandthatreferenceiwillloveyouforever
  • jaehee sighs 
  • probably takes the games away until MC does their work 
  • then on break they can play them 
  • she will most likely join in if bored enough
  • very patient with MC 
  • enjoys the childish games too 
  • it allows for very sweet moments 
  • thinks it’s endearing that MC watching such childish cartoons 


  • this boy will join MC in playing all the games they want 
  • competitive playing 
  • he usually looses 
  • will be playing LOLOL at midnight an MC is probably saving Hyrule 
  • “Is it Ganon again?”
  • childish games end up with them at a playground pretending to be knights 
  • this results in children joining in and playing along with them 
  • they trade games at times to try them out 
  • the amount of wires 


  • GAMEs!
  • they’re both up at 6am making pancakes or waffle s
  • they are prepared for every cartoon marathon 
  • they marathon cartoons constantly 
  • he lets MC borrow his laptops to kick butt on online games 
  • he ends up insisting MC sits with him if he’s hacking 
  • which ends up in him suggesting pairs for battles 
  • “you should use the boomerang”
  • the hog all the outlets 
  • they know the perfect gifts for each other 
  • they visit each other’s towns in Animal Crossing


  • the childish games are super cute 
  • however when MC plays too many video games he’ll subtly tell MC he’s going to cook
  • the promise of food is always a good distraction 
  • this results in them having food fights in the kitchen 
  • he’s nosy if MC is pairing characters in a game 
  • “MC but why not pair Camilla with someone other then the porcupine haired guy”
  • he loves the stories of the games however so he’ll watch MC play while braiding their hair or just holding them 
  • super shocked at how well the cutscenes are animated 
  • he is slightly disturbed by how realistic some games are 
  • “Wait so she was bitten by a zombie but she’s immune?”
  • “MC watch Joel’s back,I don’t need to suffer hearing his throat get ripped out again”

Carl the Animator: “Hey, we totally know how!”

Ted the Animator: “You in no way know how.”

Carl the Animator: “I’m great at smears, and smears are the best for showing motion and stuff.”

Ted the Animator: “You have a smear addiction, even in simple scenes. You’ve used them for Shaggy turning right while eating pancakes, for goodness’ sake”

Carl the Animator: “It didn’t look too crazily weird, though.”

Ted the Animator: “Well, then, two words: locker room.”

Carl the Animator: “…meh.”

Ted the Animator: “You’re an addict. A terrifying-smear-drawing addict.”

Ted the Animator: “Wow, that’s high praise, how nice of them to say!”

Carl the Animator: “Beakman’s show was a little before my time, but I actually saw him do a collab with CaptainDisillusion on the topic of free energy devices. Really incredible video, people should check it out.”

Ted the Animator: “Alright, but… why are you bringing it up now?

Carl the Animator: “…’cause it was super cool and sciencey?”

Ted the Animator: “Eh, fair enough, I guess.”

Ted the Animator: “Oh, absolutely, that would be fun.”

Carl the Animator: “You’re welcome to, as long as I save the day in the end… and fall in love, and stop some evil robotic mastermind, and–”

Ted the Animator: “I don’t think you’d be a side character in that situation.”

Carl the Animator: “Good point… in that case, we’d better be the main characters of the story.”

Ted the Animator: “…sorry, Anonymous, he’s always like this. Just do whatever you want.”

Carl the Animator: “Ok, fine, I’ll settle for just destroying the robot overlord. Is that too much to ask?”

Carl the Animator: “…huh.”

Ted the Animator: “I wasn’t aware the lunar year was so short in 2017.”

Carl the Animator: “Maybe the moon got hit by something, and it sped up so much it’s only 18 days now.”

Ted the Animator: “…oh, wait, here’s another message, looks like it was just a typo.”

Carl the Animator: “Dang, I was starting to get excited about the lunar cycle bein’ all weird. Humph.”

Ted the Animator: “Either way, do you have any goals for 2017?”

Carl the Animator: “Well… I guess I see this year as a new opportunity. A clean slate to leave the failures behind, and build on the successes. It’s a chance to enhance my artistic skills, and commit to reaching more people whose lives are enriched by them.”

Ted the Animator: “…wow.”

Carl the Animator: “I need to get my art out to people who find value in it… the world needs tiny positive impacts in its daily lives now more than ever. Actually, a photographer I follow is doing that on Instagram this year, and I want to follow suit… you never know what person you might inspire.”

Ted the Animator: “…that’s shockingly introspective of you, Carl. I’m seriously proud.”

Carl the Animator: “Oh, and in 2017, I also want to try those little bite-sized pizza things. That’s my second goal.”

Ted the Animator: “…ok, I’m marginally less-proud now.”

Hi Kiddo (Part ||) (S.W)


(Oh, by the way. The request said ‘two year old’ but I forgot about that… I’M SORRY ANON. I hope you still like it! Enjoy reading xx)

“Wait…” She said after a while. “A-Are you my daddy mommy has been talking about?”

I wiped my damp palms to my jeans. Should I? Hell, I’m not even sure I’m really her dad. “Sam?” She quietly murmured.

“Oh, sorry. Uh, do you have any idea what happened to your mom?” I asked while changing the subject.

“We got into a car crash. Mommy is getting better in the hospital. I only have this scratch.” She rolled up her sleeve and pointed to the huge mark on her arm. Holy shit.

“O-Oh, darn.” I tried to net swear. “Is your she okay?”

“Yeah, she sleeps in the hospital for one night.” She sadly smiled while rolling her sleeve down again. Our food arrived and she immediatly ate, just like me.

“So you need to sleep at my house?”

She nodded while eating her pancakes. “I’m sorry if you don’t want to…” She quietly said. In some kind of way, it broke my heart.

“No, no! You’re welcome to stay at my house. It’s just very dirty.” I said while scrunching my nose. She giggled and smiled.

“Okay.” She simply answered. We finished our food and headed back to the hospital, just to check up on (Y/N).

No one at the hospital told me what happened to her, why in the hell didn’t they say anything?

Once we arrived at the hospital, Savannah grabbed my hand. She was nervous to see her mom again. I slightly squeezed her hand, gesturing that she would be okay.

We got into her room and saw her eating like she was the most normal person on earth. I smiled when seeing her again. God, I missed her.

Savannah ran over to her as (Y/N) started smiling like crazy. She looked happy, really happy when she was with her. I wish I could’ve been her when she was raising her. Savannah pointed at me and (Y/N) looked confused. I walked over there and said hi. “Sam, hey.” She said while trying to smile.

“Hey, are you okay?”

“Yeah, just some broken ribs, but I’ll be fine by tomorrow. Savannah, can you ask the nurse to get mommy something to drink?”

“Sure! Coffee, mommy?”

“You know it.” She winked and Savannah left. “I’m so sorry to surprise you like this. But-”

“She is really mine, isn’t she?” I interrupted her.

She bit her lip and slowly nodded. “Please don’t be angry, or whatever. She just needs someone right now. And I’ll get out by tomorrow.”

“I won’t. She’s a cutie.” I smiled while sitting on the chair next to her. “She can stay how long she wants. Depending on how you feel, though.”

“Thank you.” She friendly smiled at me.

“Anytime.” I looked at her as she ate her food. “Why didn’t you tell me about her?”

“I didn’t want to bother you. I mean, you were the one who broke up with me. So I wasn’t assuming you’d love to hear that you have a daughter.” She sadly smiled.

“Thank you for thinking about my feelings, but don’t ever do that again. Savannah is like a ball of joy. I don’t ever not want her.” I thought about her face. She looked exactly like me with a hint of (Y/N). “She’s my daughter. I’ll do anything for her.”

She nodded and smiled. “You took this way better than I expected.”

I chuckled. “Well yeah, I changed a lot.”

“You look good, put together.” (Y/N) chuckled. “I missed you.” In some kind of way, that made me feel really good.

“I missed you too.”