you adorable little poop

This is what I am up to right now! These are baby American Kestrels. And thanks to them, my WHOLE LIFE is covered in bird poop. Did you know: These adorable little shit-bombs don’t poop straight back, or straight down. They tilt their fuzzy little butts up and EXPLODE POOP ALL OVER EVERYTHING I OWN. My clothes, my face, my drinks, my dog, EVERYTHING. They are super lucky they are so cute!

anonymous asked:

can you pleeaaase do one where baekhyun you guys are best friends and you have a teasing kind of relationship. he likes you, and he tries to ask you. FLUFF IT UP GIRL. ily.

Hey guys! I’m sorry I’ve been so inactive here lately. I have just not been inspired or motivated. Please don’t take that personally! The requests you have been sending in are AMAZEBALLS and I have a lot of ideas floating around in my head, but getting them from thoughts to words has been the struggle. I will try to crank these out as much as possible but I don’t want to put something out that I’m not proud of or I know that you guys won’t like. Please please please be patient with me because I want to put out my best work and make sure I do your requests justice because some of y’all have some great ideas. I’m really looking forward to seeing some of your reactions. Alright. Enough chit chat. On to the scenario.

You sat on the edge of Baekhyun’s bed, wondering what to do with yourself. He had been laying on his bed, playing with his phone for the past twenty minutes. But you didn’t mind. You had been friends for as long as you could remember and your relationship was so strong that you both could sit and say nothing and be completely comfortable.

Just being with him was nice. His presence made your day that much better and as much as you hated to admit it, you loved the adorable little poop.

In a completely platonic, almost sibling-like way…. sort of.

Maybe?

You shook the thought out of your head and decided to sift through his closet to occupy your mind and kill time. You opened the door to the walk-in closet he shared with two of his other members. You scooted over to Baek’s section and began your raid.

You flipped through copious amounts of T-shirts, cardigans, and jackets.

Are half of these even his?

Baek did have a habit of “borrowing” his member’s clothes and forgetting to return them. You couldn’t even remember the last time he bought his own clothes. You continued to dig through his closet and stumbled upon a very interesting white sweater. You pulled it off of the hanger and brought to the full-length mirror in the corner of the room.

You draped the garment in front of you and examined the fabric. You turned to Baekhyun, who was still playing on his phone.

“Hey, can I borrow this?” You asked. He lifted his gaze from his phone for the first time in the past hour and had to adjust his eyes to the lighting. As soon as he saw what you were holding, he groaned and rolled his eyes.

“Why don’t you ever wear, like, girl’s clothes? Why do you always want to borrow mine?” He sat up on one elbow and stared at you. You cocked an eyebrow and turned to look at yourself in the mirror.

“Okay. First of all, I’m 90 percent sure this actually Jongin’s so it’s not even yours to begin with. Secondly, I do wear girls clothes… sometimes.”

"Ya. If they’re two sizes larger than they need to be.” You turned around and glared at him.

“Sorry if I’m not one to flaunt my girlish figure, unlike some people.” You felt a pillow hit your face and you stared at him, completely shocked.

“Don’t be jealous of my beautiful manly figure.”

“Didn’t you say one time in an interview that your favorite part of your body was your hip bone? That’s basically saying that you like your waist-line the best. How much girly-er could you get?” You threw the pillow back at him and returned the cardigan back to his closet. You flopped down on the bed and watched as Baekhyun sifted through his texts.

You lifted your head off of the soft comforter and grabbed the phone from his grip.

“Hey! Give that back!” You sat up on the bed and held the phone out of his reach.

“Byun Baekhyun you have been staring at this phone all day. I came all the way to see you and this is how you treat me?” Beakhyun reached for the phone again, but you slipped away and fell off of the bed.

“Ha! That’s what you get! And you live two blocks away. It’s not much of a trek.” You pouted as he snatched his phone.

“Seriously, though. What do you not want me to see? You don’t have like those weird photos of female idol’s heads photoshopped onto naked bodies.” His face immediately turned beat red at the thought.

“What?!" 

"I’m kidding! I’m kidding!” You continued to lay on the floor and play with the end of the huge sweatshirt you wore that you, of course, borrowed from Beakhyun.

“Hey! Stop that! You’re going to ruin my good sweatshirt!” You laughed and closed your eyes for a moment.

“I seriously don’t get it.”

“Get what?” You asked sleepily. You heard a soft thud from Beak lying down beside you.

“Why you wear huge clothes. I mean, you have a pretty decent body. I don’t get why you don’t show it off.” Your eyes shot open and you sat up.

"Byun Baekhyun, was that a comment I just heard? I hope someone got that on camera.” Beakhyun laughed shyly.

“I’m serious. You don’t have to cover up, _____.” He confided in you gently. For once, Baekhyun was showing his sweet and caring side which was something you didn’t get to see too often.

“Thanks, Baek. I just…”

“What? Is it what those stupid fangirls say on the internet or whatever?”

“No. I don’t care what those prepubescent trash-talkers have to say. I just don’t like to dress up is all.” You played with the loose threads of the carpet as you contemplated on why Baek was being so serious all of a sudden. 

“If I gave you a reason to, would you dress up?” You turned around to face him as he sat up and stared back at you.

“Depends….” You wearily replied.

“Go out with me.” You almost fell flat on your back at the sudden comment. Your eyes felt like they were going to bulge out of their sockets. Baekhyun laughed at the sight.

“I’m being serious. It’s taken me a long time to figure out but over the years, I’ve grown quite fond of you and I might just want you to stick around a little longer.”

“I was never going to leave.” You couldn’t believe this was happening. Was he confessing to you or completely pulling your leg?

“No. I mean…. how do I put this…. I am totally not being cool right now. Kkaepsong.” You giggled at the sudden word-vomit spewing from the normally eloquent man sitting across from you.

“I guess I can dress up for you…. if that’s what you want.” You shyly replied. He looked up at you, eyes wide with happiness.

“So are you saying….” You giggled and leaned over to kiss his cheek, which was something you did all the time. But this time, it meant something and you could both feel the climate of your relationship slowly changing. You nodded and leaned into him, rested your head in the crook of his neck.

You felt his arms slip around your waist and you both sat there like that for what felt like forever.

“I guess I love you.”

“I guess I love you, too.”