you really are a 5 year old little boy

So I just wanted to tell my story about going to see HTTYD2 for the umpteenth time and finding out I picked “daycare day” at the movies.

Okay so seeing HTTYD2 with a bunch of kids was actually really incredible. 

So the theater is completely packed, and I end up at the end of a row of daycare kids, right?

So we’re watching the movie, and I realize it’s enjoyable because these fresh faces are all laughing and experiencing the antics of dragon racing and seeing all these cool things for the first time, and it’s kind of fun to see a joke aimed for kids hit home with the kids - you’d hear the kids explode with laughter while the adults would just kind of chuckle inwardly. I don’t know, it was fun to experience it as a a child secondhand. 

But I’ve seen HTTYD2 before, so I know what’s coming. 

When the Bewilderbeast was killed, there was a little boy in my row who kind of whisper-asked if he was “really dead”.

And the little boy right next to me said, “Probably not”.

Probably not.”

Now that stuck out to me because, on screen, it’s so obvious that the Bewilderbeast is dead, and you see all the characters react to it. 

But this little 5-6 year old is viewing movies in a completely different way than I am. And it takes me a moment to realize that almost every movie this kid has probably ever been exposed to has been made “for kids” - which means that if there’s ever a “good” character that “dies”, they almost always come back through some miracle. Hence “Probably not.”

This little kid was recognizing the trope used in films directed for his age group, and as a result, he wasn’t affected by the Bewilderbeast’s death. 

Until the Bewilderbeast didn’t get up. 

It was weird, you could actually feel it in the room when the kids began to realize that the Good Bewilderbeast not only didn’t win, but died. 

And so, a few minutes later, you could hear a pin drop in the theater when Stoick was hit. 

One little girl in my row laughed really hard at the sight - I guess the blue-green ice piled on Stoick seemed comical?

But the minute Hiccup ran over and started pulling the ice off him, desperate and scared, the audience fell back into silence.

Valka rushed over to him, and put her ear to his chest and-

“Is he dead?”

The same kid from before, but this time he sounded scared. 

And the little boy next to me was far less certain when he said, “Probably not?”

And so, we go to the funeral scene. Gobber begins his eulogy, and I hear kids begin to cry. We see the boat, and the draped body, and the helmet, and a kid asks “Is he sick?”

And then the funeral pyre is lit, and the boat sails away, and I look around me and the kid next to me has tears streaming down his face, and the little girl who laughed is crying behind her hands. 

Of course, moments after Hiccup’s monologue, we see them flying on the baby dragons, and the kids are quick to laugh and move on from the heaviness of what they just saw.

And I realize that this is probably the first time that the majority of these kids have had to face death like this. In an animated movie with dragons and vikings, they expected a fairytale, and they got something much closer to reality. 

And for ten minutes, a theater full of children faced reality with Fun-Dip and popcorn. And they cried. 

Now I’ve read the article that claims HTTYD2 didn’t do as well in American theaters because parents warned other parents it “wasn’t for kids”, but I would argue that it was. Of course, I love the movie, so it’s for adults, too, but the target audience wasn’t me. 

Parents argued that the Death theme was too much for a young audience (and I respect parents choosing to shield their kids from death for as long as possible), but I saw with my own eyes kids realize that death was a thing that happened to everyone, not just bad guys. And they mourned when a good character died. And I think that lesson is important for kids to have. 

There were of course fantastic elements to HTTYD2, but those elements were part of a fantastic world that has always been anchored in reality. In the first film, Hiccup lost his leg because filmmakers decided it wasn’t believable that he went through that epic fight and came out unscathed. And so it was in HTTYD2.

Good people went to war, and good people died. 

And I think its a valuable lesson for children to have, especially delivered in animated form, when they can experience it with a kind of silver screen barrier between Death and themselves. 

Tom Holland x Medical Student (Y/N)

I’m going to be starting a new fanfic/imagine. It will be about our so beloved British boy, Tom Holland and a simple girl Y/N, who is a medical student.

Short Summary:

Tom and Y/N meet in a rather unexpected way. Y/N is a medical student doing an internship at a hospital, on that day she was assigned for the emergency department. Somehow Tom gets into that same hospital and meets Y/N. They kick it off instantly, but how will their story develop?

By the way I don’t seem to find a title lol. If you have any suggestions, I’d be really thankful. ENJOY ;)

 Part 1 

Today I was feeling great. I loved my job so far it gave me the possibility to see into all the diverse spheres of medical specialisations, which was very useful since I still hadn’t decided what to study.

I had had 4 coffees, which is a personal record. Soon my shift would be over and I’d be going home get ready so that I could go out with my friends. It was my friend’s birthday and I promised I’d go out with them even, if I’d rather stay at home and get some sleep. But what should I wear tonight…?

“Y/N can you come over to see some patients” my supervising doctor called me over, I snapped form my day dream and rushed to where I was needed.

The doors of the emergency room opened. People were shouting out of the building, flashes came from outside. They were all calling a name. the voices were muffled, a guy appeared.

“Is there a doctor here? I think I need some stitches…” he said calmly as if nothing was wrong with him. I looked at him and saw he was holding his left arm with some bandages. “Are you a doctor?” he asked me and shrugged. I know his face. Where have I seen him before. I nodded at him telling him to follow me. I put him in the next bed and closed the curtain.

“Dr. Anderson will be shortly with you, let me get your bandages.” I said moving toward him. Dr. Anderson appeared from behind the curtain and took a look at the boy’s arm.

“It’s only a superficial cut nothing too serious. However, I need to ask what happened exactly, Mr. …?”

“Holland” a brief answer, I kept watching him from a distance

“Well I was practicing some stunts and I fell from the trampoline and cut myself on a piece of metal”

“Ok, did you hit your head?” he nodded slightly

Dr. Anderson finished stitching his wound and turned to me “Dr. Y/L/N will be doing the last checks. I believe that you are alright, but some patients need me right now more and my assistant here can do these check-ups very well on her own.” Dr. Anderson smiled shook Mr, Hollands hand and went to his next patient.

I cleared my throat and turned to the attractive patient that I’ve seen somewhere but still wasn’t able to recall from where… “So Mr. Holland I will do some very quick check-ups and you’ll be right out of here.” I moved toward the patient. My hands were all sweaty all of a sudden. WTF was going on here. Y/N focus, you are such a perv for having the hots for a patient! He looks at me with beautiful brown eyes and smiles slightly. Let’s just say that in that moment I was really happy that humans couldn’t read minds.

“Okay Mr. Holland I’ll need to check your sight first” I inform him taking my little flash light out of my pocket of my coat. “follow the light”, he does as I said. “mhm, so your sight is alright. Do you feel dizzy or something?” I try to hold his gaze and he grins. My cheeks are on fire. This is so embarrassing. He chuckles and replies “no, I feel okay”

“I’ll need to check for your heart and lungs”, a lump form in my throat I can’t believe I’m about to say this. “Can you take your shirt off, please?” He does what I tell him. And Holly molly I was not prepared for this sight. He was ripped. Yeah, my hormones were going nuts. I bite my lip. I decide to start with his back, not feeling ready to be in front of him touching his chest.

I put my stethoscope on and put it on his back. “Breathe in” I move it slightly “exhale”. But I think I was telling myself to keep breathing and not him. I repeat the process, my palms getting sweatier. Okay, Y/N now you only need to control his chest and you’re done. I move to put the stethoscope on his chest. He sits straighter.

“Soo, Dr.Y/L/N. Have you been a doctor for a long time? You are pretty young to be a doctor?” he tries to break the ice. I dare to look up to him. MISTAKE, abort mission!

“I’m doing an internship. I’m a medical student. I’m 20 years old, but I finished High school early… That’s why I’m pretty young compared to other interns”, I swallow hard and he smiles looking at me, his eyes never leaving mine. “Let’s finish this examination, Mr. Holland” I manage to say.

Dr. Anderson left some meds for hot guy over here and an appointment to remove the stitches. He thanks me and gets up from the patient bed he was sitting on.

“Umm, Dr. do you have like another exit, one that is not really used by normal patients?”, he asks me.

“Mr. Holland, why do you need a different exit?”

In that moment I opened the curtain and a little kid, who was about 5 years old points at Mr. Holland and smiles up. “Spiderman what are you doing here?”, the kids’ eyes shine with pride and joy. SPIDERMAN?! I look back at the guy I just examined. He surpasses me and kneels down so that he is the same height as the little boy. He ruffles his hair and tells him about his injury.

“You see I was fighting evil guys, but got hurt. So I came here so that the Dr. could help me out”, he explains to the little boy pointing at me. I freeze. What? The kid takes a look at me and decides to come over and hugs my leg. “Thank you doctor for helping Spiderman!” he smiles sweetly. I do the same and look at Mr. Holland. His smile is full of happiness and satisfaction. He gave me one of those smiles that reaches the eyes and I feel all mushy inside. The boy goes back to his mother.

“Mr. Holland, will you follow me please?” I smile slightly. He follows me. I show him the entrance and exit for all doctors.

“This is a good exit”, I tell him, biting my lip again. How old are you Y/N?! 12 for being nervous around a guy?

“Thanks dr.”

“You are welcome, good bye Mr. Holland”, he is already walking away from me, but then turns around

“My name is Tom.”, he flashes a grin. He waves at me and I watch him leave.

“Bye, Tom…” I reply barely a whisper. In that moment I wonder, if I’ll see him again. Something tells me this wasn’t the last time. I smile.

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Originally posted by chrisbeck

Part 2

Wake Up Call

Characters: Y/N (reader), Dean Winchester, Bobby Singer, Sam Winchester

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Language, Smut, Oral (male receiving), implied smut, lots of pics with little text lol, one explicit gif under the cut.     

Wordcount: 1300ish

A/N: So this is just something I threw together really quickly since very slow me only just now realized it was Dean’s birthday and I wanted something to post at midnight EST for him.

Thanks to the amzingly wonderful @blacktithe7 for betaing this for me. 

You had had the day all planned out for weeks. There was no rush. You had packed your bags last night after having chased a grumpy Dean out of the room.

He said he didn’t want you to do anything for his birthday. That it was just any other day. You knew he was lying. He loved when you did things for him. It made him feel loved and special, and you loved to make him feel that way. So no amount of sulking could get you to tell him about your plans, which was what his pouting really was about.

Dean was not good at not knowing. He loved planning little get aways for you, but if the shoe was on the other foot, he turned into a whiney 5 year old. That was until the secret was revealed to him anyway. Then he would always look like a 5 year old on Christmas morning.

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Loving Insanity pt. 1 {{Jerome x Reader}}

Author Note: writing this because my awesome new tumblr friend put it in my mind💙💜 also this is going to start with Jerome and the reader meeting at the circus and this is the start to an emotional joy ride of a series 😉😂 also the reader is related to Jim Gordon but you’ll see how in this part😉😉😉 and I know I have requests to post but I got excited and just had to go ahead and post this
Word count: it’s very long
Requested: sorta kinda is a request/collaboration
Warnings: None for this part
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“Come on Daddy!!!”

You held his hand as you ran through the circus. Even though you were only 6 you were fast. And he had a semi hard time keeping up.

“Jim!!!!”

Your father stopped and smiled when he saw a friend from work. He walked over to talk to him. His grip on your hand loosened to the point where he let go. You stood beside him just staring off into space when you got bored you decided to wander off.

You kept wandering around and looking at all the side shows. You were fascinated by all the acts and costumes. But something caught your eye.

There was a huge snake in a cage and you felt drawn to it. You leaned forward and looked at the beautiful snake.

“Hey be careful!”

You stepped back quickly and looked over to see a red headed boy with crystal blue eyes that looked around your age.

“I’m sorry!”

“It’s fine, she just gets irritated after a long day of preforming.”

“Oooooooh.”

You turned back to look at the snake and the boy walked up and stood beside you.

“What’s her name?”

“Sheba.”

You nodded and looked back at her.

"I’m Jerome by the way.”

"I’m Y/N!”

You smiled brightly and he smiled brightly back. The two of you continued to talk and walk around the circus. Holding hands in an innocent way. He showed you around and showed you some of the best food stands and side shows. Your father ran to you and hugged you tightly.

“DON’T EVER RUN OFF LIKE THAT AGAIN!!! I WAS SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU Y/N!!!”

You hugged him back tightly and yawned. He sighed.

“I guess it’s time to go home… Say goodbye to your friend.”

You turned around and hugged Jerome tightly. He hugged you back tightly.

“Bye bye.”

“Goodbye.”

Little did you know that at this moment your destiny would be tied to Jerome’s and that he would change your life forever.

12 years later:

It was late in November on a Friday night. You were heading to Haly’s circus because you hadn’t been in a long time. You kept wanting to return but you couldn’t between work, family, friends, and school. But you finally had a free weekend and decided to go.

You gave your money to the ticket booth person and got your ticket. You entered the circus and walked around looking at all the attractions. You saw people entering a huge tent but you wanted to see all the side shows.

You stopped every now and then to watch but nothing really caught your eye. Well except the huge snake in the cage you saw out of the corner of your eye. Ever since you were 5 years old you had loved them. You walked up to the cage and bent over to look into it. The snake stuck it’s tongue out and started to move in its little coiled position.

“Hey be careful.”

You looked up to see a red headed boy who looked to be around the age of 18.

“She gets aggravated after a day of preforming.”

You knew you had heard this from somewhere before but you couldn’t recall from where. The boy walked towards you and smiled while looking down.

“My name is Jerome.”

It clicked.

“OHMYGOSHJEROME?!?! I haven’t seen you in forever!!!”

You tackle hugged him to the ground and he looked at you confused.

“Do I know you?”

“It’s me! Y/N!”

“Y/N?!”

He quickly hugged you back smiling.

“God you’ve changed so much!”

“I could say the same for you.”

You looked down at him and smiled before standing up and brushing yourself off. He did the same. He hugged you again.

“I didn’t think you would ever come back.”

“I guess I just got caught up in school and family and work and friends…”

You laughed and he laughed too. You had never heard his laugh before and honestly you were in love with it. He slowly took your hand in his as he started to lead you away to the ruckus of the circus grounds. The two of you talked about random things and the subject constantly seemed to change. The two of you wove your way through the crowd.

Although there were hundreds of people there all you could focus on was the two of you. To you no one else was there. He led you away from the noise and the crowd and down towards the huge river nearby. He picked up a stone and threw it across. You sat down on the cold grass and he soon joined you.

“You know I never really got to know you. Technically we have only met once before.”

He looked over at you.

“True but I don’t have many friends here or any at all really. You were more of a friend to me that day than anyone here has ever been to me.”

“Do you not like them?”

“It’s not that. There are just some…. Issues between circus families here. Making friends isn’t the easiest thing in the world to do here.”

“Well you got me.”

“Yeah… I guess I do…. Don’t I?”

The two of you continued to sit there in silence. You didn’t know why but you felt comfortable around Jerome. Hell you have only ever met him twice and you feel more comfortable around him rather than you do around most of your friends. You noticed that there were few people left at the circus and sighed.

“I should probably head home…”

“No!”

He jumped up quickly at the statement.

“No?”

His face froze when he realized what he had said.

“I-I’m sorry I just…. It felt like I didn’t get much time with you.”

“I guess time flies.”

You could see sadness in his eyes.

“Would you like to walk me back to my car?”

He looks at you and smiled before nodding. The two of you walked back in silence. You wouldn’t know his reason for not talking but you knew your own. You were trying to figure out what pulled you to Jerome. You were certain it wasn’t normal to become best friends with each other after only meeting twice. You shrugged it off and realized that your feet had taken you to your car while you were lost in thought.

You turned to Jerome to say goodbye and noticed his gloomy expression. You frowned.

“Hey cheer up.”

“What if you don’t come back?”

The question struck you by surprise. You sighed and gave him a half smile.

“I promise I’ll come back. In fact…. I’ll come back tomorrow. Deal?”

If put his finger on his chin as if to think.

“Okay but if your not here tomorrow you’re in trouble missy.”

You both laughed. You hugged him one last time before getting in your car.

“I’ll see you tomorrow!”

You drove off leaving Jerome by himself.

“Yeah… Tomorrow…”


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Author’s note: I know it’s kind of a calm start and kinda boring but to start this I have to start with where y'all meet!!!! Things will escalate quickly after this though 😉😉 Anywho I hope y'all enjoy this and I hope it’s good because I worked a lot of today on it💜💜💜🐢🐢🐢 love you babes!!!!

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Emergency Commissions

Hello! So, I am an 18 year old trans boy.  I currently live with my grandparents. They’re already emotionally abusive to me, which makes life difficult, but i now owe them money. somewhere in the range of $300. This is really scary to me as i’m physically unable to work and virtually bedridden until i recover. I’ve only paid off about $15 of it and i could be kicked out literally any day.  Anything helps. 

for 5-10$, you can get a little chibi guy like this, maximum flat color.

for 15-20, you can get a ¾ view in lineart or flat color.

for 20 and above, you can get a ¾ or fullbody in full color. 

I also do sigils and icons. both of which would be $5. 

tarot readings are 10-20 depending on the complexity.

I hate to be a nuisance and ask for pay up front, but i really need to not be homeless in order to complete these commissions. my paypal is 

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anything is appreciated, thank you.

The First Time With Jeon Jungkook


Genre: romance/fluff/love
Pairing: Jungkook/You
Length: 2115 words
Summary: This a series based on all of your first times with Jungkook from your childhood till when you both reach adult hood.

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Part 2

PART 3


The first time with Jungkook?

You’ve done many first times with Jungkook and this is not a taboo topic at all. You’ve been with each other from the start and he was a witness to all of your first times whether it was embarrassing or exciting. He saw everything before his eyes. Yeah, you’re probably thinking that we’re talking about the first time you got laid, but before thinking about the first time in a naughty way, let’s talk about all the first times you and him have been sharing with each other. The first times that were a start to build up your relationship with Jeon Jungkook. This one guy that was bond to be by your side for the longest time in your life.

The first time you met him in kindergarten

It was sunny and beautiful outside. It was also your first day at this new kindergarten since you just moved from your city to this new place. You made sure to put on your favorite blue overall dress with that cute little white dress shirt under it. Your mom helped you put on these white ballerina shoes that you loved so much. You also styled your hair into pigtails and made sure to grab that pink hair clip you were obsessed with. You were meeting your new friends today and you wanted to look your best for this day in particular.  

You didn’t go unnoticed at all. You could say that at one point there was some kids who were getting jealous over all the attention you were getting. You were still very sensitive over how you just left your old city with all your friends from daycare to come here. You were also very shy and you had trouble approaching other kids to play with them, which resulted with you crying over how much you missed your old place.

You were sitting on that bench with your face buried in your tiny hands while you could almost taste the saltiness of your tears. You needed some comfort and reassurance. You were so tiny with so many things pilling up inside. It wasn’t long before he noticed you.

Jungkook was running and playing fight with his best friend Taehyung. They were both on the ground laughing like idiots and giggling with no tomorrow. Jungkook was always careful to not stain his clothes though. The boy may have been into extreme games, but he always made sure he wouldn’t get dirty like his friend Taehyung did. Meanwhile mud was all over Taehyung’s pants, Jungkook’s timberlands still looked like they were brand new.

He was also very stylish and his mom made sure to dress him up to his best every day. Today, he was wearing his white shirt with his green baseball jacket and his black pants. His black bangs were slightly hiding his vision and it has been utterly annoying him, but he still chose to not throw a tantrum, because he was not childish like the other kids.

As he was having the time of his life with Taehyung he suddenly heard these little sobs coming from somewhere.

“Shhhh” he put his little index on his pink lips as he stared at taehyung “Tae tae, did you hear that?” jungkook would tilt his head

“Hear what? “taehyung would furrow his brows

“Don’t you hear someone crying?” Jungkook pushes his hair away from his face

They could hear it more clearly this time

“I-I-Is it a-a-a g-g-ghost??!” taehyung would hide behind jungkook

“Ghosts don’t exist tae tae” Jungkook would reassure his friend

They got closer and Jungkook’s facial expression softened when he saw that it was a little girl.

“IT’S A GHOST FOR REALLLLLL!!!” taehyung shout out

“Stop shouting!! My ears hurt!” jungkook would complain “No it’s not a ghost! It’s just our new classmate”

“B-But SHE’S WEARING WHITE SHOES A-AND A WHITE SHIRT” taehyung shivered in fear

“It’s not a ghost, it’s…it’s a girl” Jungkook gulped his saliva

Jungkook always stayed away from girls for some foreign reason. Some people presume it’s because of his popularity with moms and some others say that he’s just rebelling. Jungkook was just a child and he was quite affected by how his aunts and cousins would pinch his cheeks everytime they’re invited over. He was reluctant over approaching girls in general because he was afraid to bear with such an experience once again. What if he said yes to play with girls and they’d start pinching his poor cheeks again? There was no way he would let that happen again, but this time it was different.

“A-Are you going to talk to her?” Taehyung took a step back in fear

“I don’t know…” Jungkook puffed his cheeks “Should I?”

“What if you die??! Maybe she really is a ghost!” taehyung mouth forms a slight ‘o ‘ motion

“I won’t die and I’m not scared of ghosts!!” Jungkook argue back before staring at your crying figure “She’s crying and I don’t like it…” Jungkook would pout

He felt something weird in the pit of his heart. It didn’t feel right in his perspective to let you cry like this. You could say that both of you were only 5 years old, yet Jeon Jungkook was the kind of little boy that was taught by his mom that he should never let a girl cry. He may have been reluctant to even approach you in the first place because you’re a girl and he was afraid of girls, but he still decided to take his courage and go comfort you. It may have been your first meeting but it was also his first time to voluntarily talk to a girl of his age.

Jungkook took a step forward and decided to walk to the where you happened to be. He suddenly poked gently your shoulder with his tiny index while blinking at you a few times. He knew something was wrong.

“H-Hey, a-are you okay?” he’d ask with curious eyes through his black silky bangs

You were there bawling and crying your eyes out. Your hair sticking to the tears on your cheeks that were red as hell. You looked very upset in Jungkook’s perspective and he felt annoyed about the fact that there is a girl crying. Even as a little boy he was concerned about this.

“Don’t cry” he’d pull out that cute handkerchief from his lunch box to dab it on your cheeks while you looked like a mess “My mommy always told me that girls are the prettiest when they smile.”

You stared back at him while his face was so close to yours. Jungkook was stylish even as a child and as a little girl you knew to differentiate a classmate from a prince charming, yet Jungkook seemed like a prince charming at that moment. You were five, yet he made you feel some sort of strange way. A first little feeling shot through your heart.

“W-Who a-are you?” your sobbing quiet down

“Me? I’m Jungkook” he’d shot you that dazzling bunny smile

“Jungkook?” you sniffed and tried holding back your tears

Jungkook sat beside you as he used his tiny little fingers to push away your hair that was sticking on your cheeks. He would pull his handkerchief again and dab it on your face once again.

“Why were you crying?” he’d pout while staring you “Did something bad happen at home?”

“N-No…I’m new here and no one wants to be my friend” you stare at your tiny hands

Jungkook furrowed his brows. He didn’t like this situation at all. He wanted to bring back a smile on your face for some weird reason. Why would no one want to be friend with you? You seemed like cool kid too.

“It’s okay, I’ll be your friend” he put his tiny hands over yours

“Really? You’ll be my friend?” you blink at him in hope

Jungkook felt taken aback by how happy you looked. He never saw a girl so upclose. Maybe Girls weren’t that scary, or maybe it was a misconception he had all this time? Maybe you were the only exception to that rule? He didn’t knew which reason it was, but he was curious now.

“I’m Jeon Jungkook, your new friend” he’d smile at you

“I’m Y/N” you smile back

Jungkook dusted the seat beside you before sitting closer to your side. You stared at him in fascination as he blew air on his black bangs that were getting too long and hiding slightly his eye vision.

“Can I share one of my worries with you?” he’d sigh

“You can tell me”

“You pinky promise you won’t tell anyone?” he’d hold out his pinky

“I promise “you hold his pinky

There was a slight silence before he finally confessed what was going on.

“I was very mad this morning “he’d suddenly pout

“Why?” you turn to look at him

“Mommy forgot to cut my hair” he’d sigh “Mommy is busy so she always forgets”

He then turned to smile at you. Something about this boy is always so positive that you feel like smiling back at him forever.

“But I didn’t cry and smiled at her.”

“Whoa…” your mouth forms an ‘o’ shape “You’re so amazing!!” you clap your tiny hands

“But then, I can’t even see anything with my hair like this.” he sighs

“It’s okay Jungkook.” You smile at him “I’ll help you”

Your tiny hand reached your little pigtail as you were about to take off your hair clip. You had a brilliant idea to help your new friend out. After all, Jungkook was sweet enough to help you calm down and even offered you his handkerchief. You furrowed your brows cutely as you focused on taking off the hair clip. Your cute short hair was flying through the wind.

You reached out your little hands to his bangs and he slowly backed off. He was afraid. What if you wanted to pinch his cheeks like all of his crazy aunts used to? He wasn’t going to let you believe you had the right to treat him like this.

“W-W-What are you doing?” he blinked while puffing his cheeks as a habit

“I’m helping you” you smile at him

“You won’t hurt my face, right?” he’d give you a stare

“No, I promise” you reply

“Can I trust you?” he blinked

“Yes you can trust me! “You huffed “I thought we were friends. Friends trust each other” you pout as your tears were threatening to come back

“Okay okay!!! Sorry, don’t cry, please don’t cry!!” he held on your hands

You smiled at him as you grabbed a section from his black bangs to pin it with your hair clip.It was difficult a first because jungkook’s hair is so thick and silky yet your hands are so tiny to pull all of it together. You struggled to get your work of art done and you were so satisfied once it was done.

Jungkook was blushing and he looked adorable with that pink hair clip that pulled his bangs into apple hair. His doe eyes were now apparent and he felt weird because his forehead was exposed. He looks cute and innocent unlike his usual charming side.

“You look pretty” you tilted your head to the side and the boy blushed in response

“I look like a girl” he pouted

“No you don’t!!! You’re the most handsome!” you argued

“You’re just saying this to comfort me” he sighs

“You look like a prince “you grabbed his arm

“Can I remove it now–”he was about to say but you cut him off

“That hairclip is my favorite but I’m giving it to you because I love you” you suddenly grab his hand in yours

Jungkook’s cheeks turned red and he was starting to feel very shy right now.His little world was slowly spinning. Even if he was a child, he still was aware of the importance of these words. Love is not something that should be taken lightly and his dad always taught him so. Loving someone is a big responsibility and jungkook wasn’t ready at all for this.

“Y-You l-l-love me??!” he blinked at you “But we just met?!”

“You’re my friend and I love you” you simply replied

There was probably no logic, but then again you guys were kids and you didn’t need logic. Jungkook just went with the flow and pulled you in his tiny chest where he surrounded his little arms around you and you hugged him back with no hesitation.

“I don’t know about love, but I’ll make sure  nothing ever makes you cry again Y/N”


TO BE CONTINUED…


I hope you liked the fluff in this chapter !!I’ll be making the next one depending on how much you want it <3

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BTS React To You Being Short

Since I’m short af I decided to do this! Remember requests are open especially since it’s the weekend!!

Rap Monster: Being the tall guy he is (those legs are looooooong!!) I think he would actually find it really cute. I don’t think it’s something he would tease you about unless you’re wearing heels and you’re still super short next to him.

Originally posted by y--oko

Jin: He would be really cute with you since he feels like he has to because of your height. Not in a bad way either but you’d probably have to tell him once in a while to knock it off because you felt like you were 5 years old when he talked to you.

Originally posted by strawberrie-kookie

Suga: Even though Suga is short himself (not to me though) I don’t think your height would really make him feel any different. Let’s be real though he would still rest his chin on your head just because he could.

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

J Hope: J Hope would point out your height daily!! He’d make little songs about how short you are and use you as an arm rest and even squat down to your height just to see what it’s like (more like to tease you).

Originally posted by iyeols

Jimin: He would LOVE that you’re short. Being reminded by the other boys about being the shortest in the group would get annoying so having someone shorter would make him happy. He’d also find you really cute especially when you stretch to reach things.

Originally posted by itsjimin

Taehyung: Pointing out your height would be part of Taehyung’s fun and games but in general he would do things like hold things above his head so you couldn’t reach it and hold you back with one arm. He’d also love giving you piggy back rides and cuddling since you’re so easy to hug.

Originally posted by hoesoks

Jungkook: This maknae would tease you to no end. He’d ask you questions just to joke with you and your height like “How’s the weather down there?” He would also like picking you up and would definitely put things on high shelves just so they’re hard for you to reach and you’d have to ask for his help.

Originally posted by sugageek

Couldn't Have Done it Better Myself

Lin x Reader
Word Count: 1854
Summary: Petulant Lin is a little bit upset/jealous that your (5 year old) son asks you for help writing his first play

“Daddy will be so excited,” your son said grinning, holding his small face in his hands as the two of you sat on your living room floor.

“He will be so happy,” you agreed, giggling. You picked you your pen and continued to write every word your little boy said; he had told you yesterday that he wants to write a play, just like his father does. However, he can’t really write all of his letters yet, so he needed you to do that part for him.

“And then they have to fall in love,” your son stated, looking up at you expectantly, “Just like you and daddy did.”

You nodded your head in understanding, “Of course,” you smiled, “What should they say to each other?”

“Um,” he thought, scrunching his face up, “Maybe they say… I love you?” He asked, cocking his head to the side.

You chuckled and nodded your head, “Alright,” you said, writing it down as the door swung open.

“Daddy’s home!” Your son cried excitedly as Lin walked in, beaming.

“Hi,” he grinned, putting his bag down and walking over to the two of you. Your son climbed over the paper you two were working on, obstructing his father’s view of it. Lin kissed your cheek gently before reaching out his arms for his boy, like he usually did. Except instead of his son running into his arms and hugging him tightly, he instead kept his little body covering the play he was currently working on.

“Dad!” Your son yelled, “You have to go! You can’t see this, dad!” He exclaimed, trying his best to conceal his little gift.

Lin pouted, letting his arms flop to his sides, “Where’s my hug?” He asked, petulantly.

Your son sighed heavily, making you smirk, “Do you want to give him a hug?” You asked gently, “I’ll cover the paper if you do.”

“Okay,” your son said, lifting himself off of the papers, waiting until you picked them up and held them to your chest before throwing himself into his father’s arms.

“That’s better,” Lin chuckled, nuzzling his nose into the crook of your son’s shoulder, “I missed you,” he said, kissing him on his cheek.

“I missed you too, dad,” your little boy grinned, “I have a present for you,” he grinned, unable to control his excitement.

“You do?” Lin asked, acting shocked, “Can I see it?”

Your son shook his head, “No,” he laughed, “It’s not done yet! Momma’s helping me do it.”

“Oh,” Lin replied, not letting the little boy out of his hug quite yet, “When will it be done?”

“Tomorrow,” your boy answered, playing with his fathers hair before using his cheeks to pull him in for a kiss.

Lin chuckled, letting his son down, “Fine,” he sighed, “I guess I’ll let you two finish… Even though I haven’t seen you guys all day today… And I missed you… I guess I’ll just leave…” He sulked, slowly standing and making his way up the stairs.

“I love you!” You called before he was too far away to hear you.

“And I love you, too!” Your son called, prying the papers out of your grasp. “Good,” he continued once he heard the bedroom door close, “He’s gone.”

***

The next day, you and your son continued writing his play, much to Lin’s displeasure.

“He is just going to love it, isn’t he, mom?” The little boy asked giddily as you began cracking eggs into a bowl. He loved to eat scrambled eggs.

“He really is,” you answered, beaming, “He’s going to be so proud of you.”

Your son nodded his head in agreement, “I’m just like him, hey?” He asked proudly, just as Lin began walking down the stairs.

He peeked his head around the corner before entering, “Am I allowed to come in, yet?” He asked dubiously.

You chuckled as you nodded your head, “You can,” you answered, pouring the mixture into a pan, “I’m making lunch, do you want some?”

Lin nodded his head as he entered the kitchen, wrapping his arms around your waist loosely. “Of course I do,” he answered, “Is my surprise done, yet?” He asked, kissing your cheek.

Shaking your head, you pressed a kiss of your own onto his cheek, “Not yet,” you replied. Lin had been begging you all night to tell him what the surprise was; not knowing was driving him a little bit crazy. Consequently, you too, have been going a little bit crazy.

He sighed, running his hands up and down your sides as he turned around to look at his son, “Do you want to tell me?” He asked, smiling down at his son, hopefully.

Your son shook his head smiling, “Daddy,” he sighed, “You have to wait!” He said. Laughing, he climbed up onto the counter so he could be eye-level with his father. “You have to be patient,” he said, holding his fathers face in his little hands, “That’s what you always say to me!”

Lin nodded his head, pouting, “Okay,” he said, wrapping his arms around his little boy’s waist, holding him close to his chest, “I’ll be patient…”

“Good boy,” your son said, wrapping his arms around Lin’s neck, pulling his fathers face into his shoulder.

You chuckled as you shook your head… Those boys.

As the three of you ate your lunch around the table, you were all talking about little things, when Lin brought up some new ideas for a new story he was working on creating.

“A musical?” You asked, taking a sip of your orange juice.

Lin nodded his head, “I was talking it through with Chris, I think he likes the idea,” he explained, smiling.

“Hey,” your son piped up, “I’m writing a play, too!” As soon as the words left his mouth, his jaw dropped and his little eyes grew twice their usual size.

You bit your lip as Lin’s face was overtaken by a giant smile, “So it’s a play, huh?” He asked his son, smirking.

You little boy slunk against his chair, defeated, “Oh no,” he said quietly, looking up at you in distress, “I let it slip!”

You chuckled, running your fingers through his hair, soothingly, “It’s okay,” you cooed, “He doesn’t even know what it’s about, it’s alright,” you said, leaning down to kiss his little forehead.

Your son sighed as your husband smirked, “But I know it’s a play! He exclaimed, “And I can’t wait to read it!”

“Mommy has to go out with her friends, for shopping, so it has to be done tomorrow  instead,” your son explained to his father with a sigh.

Lin nodded his head, the smile refusing to leave his face. “That sounds good to me, Angel.”

***

That night, after your son was all bathed and in bed, Lin hopped into your bed, instantly wrapping his arms around your waist. “A play?” Was all he said, letting his cheek rest on yours.

You flipped onto your back from your side and Lin laid his head on your shoulder; “A play,” you confirmed, “He wanted to be just like you, but he had trouble deciphering B’s from D’s, so he asked me to help him.”

Lin held you against him closely, sighing. “Why wouldn’t he ask me to help him?” He questioned, “I mean, no offence, but I do have more Tony Awards than you do.”

You rolled your eyes, turning so you were facing him, “You don’t need any awards to tell the difference between a B and a D,” you said with your eyebrows raised, “He just wanted to give you a surprise,” you continued, “He’s really excited about it.”

“I am, too,” you husband sighed, “I wish I could help him write it, is all,” he explained, nuzzling his nose in your hair.

You sighed, running your fingers through his hair, “It’s a gift for you,” you said, “You can’t help write it, otherwise it couldn’t be a gift.”

Lin groaned, “I’ve written two successful broadway musicals,” he stated, “I think I could’ve helped my five year old son write his first play.”

“Lin,” you sighed, “Stop it. You should just be happy that he’s writing any plays at all.”

“I know,” he groaned, “Can you at least tell me what it’s about?” He asked, moving his head from your shoulder to your chest.

“No,” you exclaimed, “It’s a surprise! You’ll see it tomorrow, Lin, stop asking about it,” you chuckled, playing with his hair, making him sink against you.

“Fine,” he sighed, “I can’t wait to read it.”

“And he can’t wait to share it with you,” you said grinning.

***

The next morning, Lin was awake before you and cooking breakfast downstairs. You knew, because you could smell bacon from your bed, and every time your son makes you breakfast, it’s cereal. Cereal that you have to pour the milk into because he’s not quite strong or coordinated enough for that, yet.

Smiling, you slipped on your dressing gown and went downstairs, where both of your favourite men were; Lin was by the stove, flipping pancakes and your son was on the island, watching your husband as he cooked.

“Momma’s awake!” You son exclaimed, excitedly running up into his room before you could even get a proper greeting.

You laughed and gave Lin a hug as he kissed your cheek, “Good morning,” you said, grinning.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he replied, wrapping the arm not currently being used for flipping pancakes around your waist. “He wouldn’t give me my gift until you were awake,” he explained as your son ran quickly back into the kitchen, your little collection of papers held together with a paperclip.

Excitedly, Lin handed you the spatula and took the play out of his sons hands, beaming, “I can’t wait to read it,” he said through his smile.

Your son stood with his hands clasped with anxiety at his father reading his work; it was the cutest thing you have ever seen. Your husband sat on the ground, so he was level with the little boy as he read the pages. He chuckled and gasped and did all of the appropriate reactions that was sure to make your son fly with happiness.

Finally, when he was done reading, he hugged his son as closely as he could, making the small boy giggle with pure joy, “Did you like it, daddy?” He asked hopefully, looking up at his father eagerly.

Lin laughed as he nodded his head, “I love it!” He exclaimed, “I especially loved the use of pirates, that was a good touch,” he added. “I am so proud of you.”

“Thank you,” your son grinned, suddenly bashful, “Mommy helped me do the writing,” he shrugged, “She’s good at all of her letters, you know.”

“Well, you have a very smart mommy,” Lin grinned as he stood up, lifting his son up into his arms before letting him sit back in spot on the island.

You handed Lin his spatula back before wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down for a kiss, “Isn’t it wonderful?” You asked, biting your lip.

He nodded his head, “Couldn’t have done it better myself.”

Laundry (Jimin fluff)

It’s been six years since you married Jimin, you can still remember when you first meet him.

You were just another ARMY then, excited to finally meet the group you supported so much. It was your turn next and you were giddy with each member until you reached him.

You were stuttering over your words and he called you cute. He signed the poster you brought with you and handed it back to you with a smile.

V teased you with Jungkook, you blushing and leaving as the other ARMYs were next to follow. You took a risk putting your number on your poster but you still had your hopes.

Jimin actually talked to you, calling you to prove to you it wasn’t some of your friends trying to prank you. You promised to not leak his number and continued to talk to him.

He was genuine. His heart cared for others a lot and it made him start to shift from just being your bias.

You two were on a call, talking about how your weeks were going when he mumbled a bunch of words quickly.

“WillyougoonadatewithmeY/N?Ilikeyousmuch.”

“What? Jimin speak slower and clearer.”

“Will you go..on a day with me? I really like you, Y/N.”

“I would love to go on a date with you, Jimin.” You were doing your little happy dance and he sounded very happy that day.

He would spontaneously pick you up the next day and take you to all his favourite places. The record store, this quiet little diner with a vintage feel, the beach was where he took you last. You two watched the sunset on a blanket under an umbrella.

He pulled you closer to him, your head resting against shoulder and his hand held yours.

“How could someone be as perfect as you?”

“I’m not perfect..”

“You’re perfect to me, no matter what. Even though it sounds super cheesy, I really like you.”

You stared into his eyes, taking in the intensity of his words. He kissed you, not letting himself hold back. The night was spent, sharing sweet kisses under the night sky.

All those memories you shared with him can down to today.

“Mommy!”

You looked at your 5 year old son you had with Jimin. He was the most adorable little boy in the whole world to you, never leaving him alone.

“Yes, sweetie.”

“Mommy, look at me.” He was wearing Jimin’s old red sweater and you picked him up, afraid he might trip due to it being so long on him.

“Aw. You look so cute.”

“Mommy, I’m not a baby anymore.”

“My little man looks so handsome.”

He smiled at you and peck your cheek. You walked into the playroom and put him down. He made you play trucks with him.

“Mommy, I miss Daddy.”

Jimin loved you both very much so but he still had his dream to follow. You knew that when you were dating, and you didn’t need the reminder when you got married.

You stared at your wedding ring.

“I miss Daddy too, baby.”

You try not to cry about it, especially not in front of your little boy. You didn’t want to let him see you upset but his little hand touched yours.

“We still have each other, mommy.” He smiled and you hugged him. You smoothed his hair and kissed his cheek, making him squirm.

“I’m home? Y/N! Y/S/N!”

“Daddy!” Your little boy ran out your arms and into the direction of your husband. You walked out, just in time to see Jimin catch him after he tripped.

“Is that my old sweater on you? You wear it better than I do.”

“I miss you, daddy.”

“Daddy missed you too, where’s mom?” He pointed at you and Jimin’s eyes locked with yours. They were the same eyes you loved, everything was the same.

“I missed you too, Y/N.”

“Not as much as I missed you, Jimin.” You were always a bit playful with him, and you both covered your child’s eyes before kissing.

“Did mommy and daddy kiss?”

“U-um.”

“Y/S/N, I bought you a few things from overseas. Let’s go see them.”

You watched Jimin and your son talk and your son more happy now that he’s home. You make eye contact with Jimin, both smiling at your son’s cute reactions.

anonymous asked:

I'm curious about your coming out story. When did you realize you were into sweet lady kisses and who did you tell first?

It’s hard to pinpoint exactly when I first realized because I remember having little crushes on girls and boys when I was a 5 year old kid, but not really processing that. When I was 11, I remember thinking my 6th grade teacher was soooooo pretty, but didn’t quite process that either.

Then when I was about 12/13 I remember seeing Emma Watson in the 3rd Harry Potter, Rosario Dawson in Rent, and ScarJo in The Island and being like….woah. After thinking it must be a phase (how cliché) for a hot second, I finally admitted to myself that “holy shit, I think I’m bi.”

I didn’t tell anyone until I was 15. My friend (who realized soon after that he’s gay) called me to tell me that he was bi. I didn’t wanna steal his thunder but I remember thinking “if I don’t say these words out loud now I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to say it.” I immediately was just like “ME TOO!” After that, I slowly began to tell more and more friends.

It’s been an interesting ride. Reflecting on it made me smile, so hope y'all enjoyed this summed up version of my coming out story!

just us two - luke hemmings (part 7)

Luke knew that parenthood was never going to be easy when his girlfriend left him standing in the delivery ward with their baby clasped in his hands. his 5 year old daughter striking up a feud with the son of a coldly beautiful single mum was not a complication he had anticipated though. nor was falling in love with her.

part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4 / part 5 / part 6 


‘Mommy?’ the small voice at the top of the stairs struck Luke and Y/N apart like a bolt of lightening.

'Sammy? What are you doing awake?’ Y/N asked as the little boy made his way down the stairs towards them.

'I heard you talking really loudly, you woke me up.’ he mumbled, rubbing his eyes tiredly before holding out his arms to be picked up.

'Oh sunshine I’m sorry. I’m here to take you home now though so you can go right back to sleep in the car.’ she said, kissing the top of his head and holding him close to her.

'Wanna stay here with Luke and Luna.’ Sampson mumbled through a yawn.

'We gotta get home now sammy.’ Y/N repeated quietly, pressing another kiss to his upturned face.

'Okay.’ the little boy sighed. 'Night night Luke.’ Sampson said before he closed his eyes, already dozing off to sleep again.

'You’re really going to leave now?’ Luke asked, trying to keep the pain from his voice but clearly failing as Y/N looked up at him with a frown creasing her forehead.

'I promise I’m not leaving for good Luke.’ Y/N said.

'Please.’ Was all Luke could say in response, willing himself not to think about the goodbye he never had with Luna’s mother, which he imagined would have gone a lot like this. Y/N clearly realised this was what Luke was thinking as her eyes started to shine with tears.

'I’m not doing what she did Luke. I’m going to come back.’ Y/N promised again. Luke nodded, drawing in a shaky breath as he did so. Y/N paused for a moment before stepping towards him and wrapping her free arm around him, leaving Sampson pressed in between them.

'I believe you.’ Luke said after a few moments, pulling away from the embrace. Y/N held up a finger as Sampson stirred, signalling for Luke to wait a minute. She walked out the door to the waiting car, strapping Sampson into his seat. Luke stepped out after her and the cold night air raised the hairs on the back of his neck, or maybe that was the sight of Y/N illuminated from behind by the car headlights, a halo of golden light around her.

'I may not know what my feelings towards you are Luke.’ Y/N said slightly hesitantly as she stood in front of him again. 'But I do know they mean something.’

'If you stay, we can figure it out together.’ Luke said softly, before he reached down and connected their lips again. This kiss was less heated and more tender than the last, their lips sliding slowly together and hands winding slowly around waists.  Eventually they drew apart, lingering close with foreheads pressed together and eyes locked.

‘Soon.’ Y/N said finally before breaking away from him. This time Luke couldn’t bring himself to watch her go as a small part of him still believed that it would be the last. He decided to check on Luna and see if she had been woken up by the noise outside. Opening her door quietly he peered round and found her sleeping soundly. Just as he was about to close the door again she stirred and opened her eyes blearily. 

‘Daddy is that you?’ she asked. ‘Where did Sampson go?’ 

‘Y/N took him home baby.’ Luke explained, stepping back into the room. 

‘Will you sleep with me instead? It’s cold without him now.’ Luna said, pulling the blanket tighter around her. 

‘Well we both know I’m not going to fit in your bed.’ Luke chuckled, reaching out to pick her up blanket and all. ‘So why don’t you come and share mine?’ Before Luna could respond she had already fallen back asleep in Luke’s arms and he felt his heart swell looking down at her. Carrying her into his bedroom he laid her carefully beside him and she instinctively curled closer to him in her sleep. She’s all you need. He reminded himself, as the nagging though that Y/N wouldn’t come back returned to his brain. 

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A Little Gift From A Little Girl...

Fandom: The Maze Runner

Pairing: N/A

Warning: N/A

Writer: imaginesofeveryfandom aka thequeenofthehobbits

Summary/Request: Requested by anon:  I’d like a reader insert for TMR, please. Y/N and Newt are working as track-hoes and Birdie’s with them. She decides to do something sweet for Gally and Y/N, Newt, and Thomas (who’s watching on the sidelines) are worried it won’t end well. But when Birdie does that nice thing for Gally, he actually appreciates it. Nothing too mushy, but still cute. Thanks!

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Daddy!Harry Blurb #1: Girl

could you do one where the (Y/N) and H have a couple of boys and are pregnant again and it’s a boy but when the baby is born everyone’s surprised bc it’s a girl (kinna like the Beckhams) and maybe everyone’s reaction to it?

daddy Harry blurb where wants a daughter really bad and he already has four sons, so he begs his wife to have another and this one turns out to be a girl!

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It had taken Harry a long time to convince you to have another baby. You already had four boys and they weren’t that far apart in age. Your house was a zoo with an 8, 5, 3, and 1 year old running around.

Harry loved his boys but you knew that somewhere deep down, he wanted a little girl. He had finally been able to talk you in to trying just one more time for a girl.

“If not, we’ll stop there, I promise. I just wanna see if we can get a girl.”

Halfway through your pregnancy, your ultrasound revealed that the baby was, in fact, another boy. You were both excited; the baby was healthy and growing, but you could tell that there was a slight twinge of disappointment in Harry. He really, REALLY wanted a baby girl to spoil.

Imagine his shock when you went into labour and gave birth, the doctor holding up the brand new little baby and announcing that it was actually a girl.

You had never seen Harry look that surprised and excited before. His hands were shaking when the doctor handed his baby girl to him, even though he had been through the newborn experience four times before.

He finally had his little girl, his princess, his angel to spoil and love and become completely enamored with. Looking down at her now as she let out tiny whimpers and scrunched up her fists while he rocked her in his arms, he already knew that she was going to have him wrapped around her little finger in no time.

“Thank you fo’ her.” He said, kissing you on the forehead as you both laid together in the hospital bed, the tiny baby still held tightly in her daddy’s arms. “She’s perfect.”

You nodded, smiling. Five kids was a lot, but you couldn’t imagine it any other way.

Welcome to the Con Part 12

Originally posted by green-circles

 Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9  Part 10  Part 11

Summary: Your friend Lauren and yourself are having the best time at a Supernatural convention. You meet Jared and Jensen in the photo op, and they’re just as awesome as you imagined. Jensen is charming and you seem to click right away. But as life goes, you sadly have to say goodbye. During the panel, however, the unexpected happens….


It’s Friday. The parents will be coming to pick up the kids very soon. Once they’re gone, you can leave. When you leave, you’ll be on vacation.

Finally.

You get to see Jensen, in person.

The last two kids in the pick-up group are Jackson and Lacy.

“Ms. L/N! I see my mommy. Can I go to her?”

You scan the crowd of parents quickly, most of them are waiting for the older kids to come out. You finally spot Lacy’s mother.

“Sure thing kiddo. I’ll see you in a week!”

The 5 year old dashes off into her mother’s arms, leaving you and Jackson. Your attempts at getting him to open up had mostly failed so far. All you’d really gotten out of him is that his dad drank a lot from a brown bottle. Your worry for the little boy was only growing exponentially.

“Ms. L/N, I see my mom.”

“Okay buddy. I want to talk to your mom really quick, so we’re going to wait for her okay?”

“Okay.”

The shorter, skinny woman in a slightly wrinkled blouse and worn jeans makes her way toward you.

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KIDS- G-Eazy fluff

Someone requested this, so this is for you anon! Love you lots M xxx

Warnings: Swearing, flippin’ fluffy Gerald

Word count: 660

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- “Clara Evelyn Gillium, you better get your ass down here immediately! You, too Sebastian!” you hear your husband scream from down the stairs.

- “Gerald, why are you screaming? And why the heck are you cussing at our babies?” you whisper-yell, hitting him on the arm.

- “Well, Clara hit Sebby on the arm and he cried, so I wanted to have a little chat with our girl. She may be 5 and more strong than her three-year-old brother, but she needs to be respectful with her family.” He said.

- “Look at you, being all father-y and stuff,” you said, giggling.

- “I’m gonna be even more in love with the next one. Y/N, do you think it’s going to be a boy or a girl?” he asked, lowering himself to the level of your already swollen belly.

- “I don’t know yet baby, but I really want another boy. I want to name one of my children Chris, so we could have a real Evanstan in the house!” you said, excited.

- “Oh my god, you’re such a fangirl” he scoffed, silently laughing at your behavior.

- “No shit, Sherlock.” You replied sassily.

 

At that moment (he knew he fucked up. No, jk I’m sorry), they both saw a curly blonde little girl run down the stairs, followed by her brother, a black-haired baby with dark eyes. He looked so much like his father, it was almost crazy.

-  “Baby, don’t run! Oh my-, Clara, Seb, stop running or I’ll get mad!” G said in a very father-like tone.

You laughed, looking at your family and more precisely your husband. He was so different than when you both met, seven years ago. Of course, you went to one of his concerts in New York with your friends who basically dragged you to the event. When you saw each other, you almost felt energy crackle between you. There you were, seven years later, with two lovely children and an another one coming up in a few months. A scream tore you out of your thoughts. You blinked twice, looking at the scene in front of you. Gerald had both Seb and Clara in his arms, tickling them and laughing loudly at his children’s reaction. They squirmed around trying to escape their father’s hands, letting little screams of joy out.

-“ Daddy, stop! Please- Hahaha, stop!” the girl screamed, laughing.

G stopped, setting them free. He then sat on the marble floor, hugging baby Seb in his arms.

-“ Are you going to stop hitting your brother, babygirl? You know it’s not nice,” he said.

-“ Yes, daddy! I’m sorry Seb, you know I love you,” she answered, then she turned around. “Mommy, can I eat ice cream please?”

-“ Sure baby, I’ll go help you.” You said, holding her little hand in yours and walking to the spacious kitchen.

After a wonderful pool party afternoon where G got a sunburn and taught Clara how to swim, you were exhausted. Being pregnant was an amazing experience, but you had a lot less energy than before. You were currently laying in bed, G’s head on your lap and your fingers in his hair.

- “Are you afraid to have another baby?” you asked.

- “No, not at all. With Clara and Sebastian, you proved me that having kids is a fucking dream. I love them so much and I love you for being an amazing mom to our children. Our little peanut here will be just as awesome as the other ones are.” He replied.

- “If it’s a boy, what are we going to name him?”

- “ Well, you want Evanstan to be real, so we are going to name him Chris, but I still don’t know. We could just name him Peanut; it could be cool if you ask me.” He mumbled.

“You know, the kids have your intelligence, because I still have mine, you fucking idiot.”

Singledaddy!Luke’s little boy Archer never met his mom, she had dropped him into Luke’s arms as soon as she was released from the hospital. As a result, Luke had to be really careful with introducing his girlfriends to Archer. You and Luke were getting pretty serious and you practically begged him to meet his little boy, but the thought scared Luke to death. He had only introduced him to one other girl, and the breakup was horrendous, making 5 year old Archer not speak to Luke for a week. Luke hadn’t introduced anyone to him in 2 years, but he finally decided he wanted Archer to meet you.
Archer was on his best behavior all day before you came over, he cleaned his room and made sure all of his legos were organized just incase you wanted to play too. When you finally got there, he showed you everything from his batman collection to his crayon drawings he did for his daddy. As Luke watched to two of you build lego spaceships, he wondered if he could love two beings more than he did his son and his girlfriend. When you left, Archer crawled into Luke’s lap for their nightly How I Met Your Mother marathon and said “Papa, I want her to be my Mommy.“

For @anarchyaustralia and @darkmikeyrises ’s single dad!5sos blurb night!

Request : Love your blog could you write a story where you have to babysit a niece/nephew and the avengers think the kid is yours and either they are all adorable buying things, teaching things, or jealous on who the dad is. That would be amazing. If not that’s cool too
CHARACTERS : PIETRO x READER x a bit of : TONY x STEVE x NAT


“NO DIFFERENCE”


You had been babysitting your 5 years old nephew for a few days now and you were really happy to have him. But today, the team had called you in emergency and you had no choice, you had to bring Joey with you to the base. He would be safe anyway.
When you walked in, the little boy looked around him with eyes wide open.
“Wow !” He gasped with surprise.
You gave him a quick glance and smirked.
“You really work here ?” He asked, amazed.
“Yup.” You nodded.
Tony was typing something on a computer when you walked in the lab but he stopped when he saw the little boy.
“What the …” He started, but another voice echoed behind you.
“Oh my god ! A kid !” Natasha mewed as she smiled.
Joey stared at you, a little bit lost. You patted his shoulder gently and you leant toward him.
“If you can make them believe you’re my son we’ll do something crazy this week-end …” You bet him.
He grinned and nodded.
“That’s a terrible joke …“ He laughed, rolling his eyes.

You went to your room and took off your clothes to put on your suit. Meanwhile, the Avengers were all questionning Joey.
“So (Y/N) is your mom ?” Steve asked as his eyes widened.
“Yes, and she’s the best !” The kid nodded innocently.
Natasha’s mouth was open with surprise and Tony stared at Joey as if he was an alien.
“Gosh … I would never thought she had a child …” He said, shocked.

As you were focusing on your mission, Natasha sent you a text message.

~ N : WE’RE TAKING JOEY TO THE PARK ! SEE YOU LATER xx

A smile crossed your face and you felt relieved. Your nephew wouldn’t be bored. As he was about to spend a few days here, you wanted him to feel comfortable.
When you came back, Joey was playing with Tony, making a little plane fly across the room.
Natasha and Steve had played all day long with him in the park. The team wasn’t used to see kids, except Clint’s but they didn’t come often.
When the small plane flew away and disappeared through the window, Joey pouted but Tony lifted him to show him his gadgets. Your nephew was totally mesmerized by Tony’s equipment. A laughter escaped your mouth as you were putting your suit in your bag.
You heard something behind you and suddenly came back to reality. Pietro had rushed in the room and he was gazing at the kid, surprised.
“Oh, we got a new avenger ?” He asked with a smirk.
“It’s (Y/N)’s son !” Tony replied without paying a real attention to the speedster.
You blushed as you realized Pietro wouldn’t like that. The two of you were flirting for a few months now and you were deeply in love with him. As he wasn’t answering, you stared at him and let out a nervous laughter, shaking your head.
“What ?” Pietro gasped before you could say anything.
His smile had faded away and you stuttered clumsily.
“I-It’s not what you think …” You started but he frowned and took advantage of the fact Joey and Tony were focusing on a hologram to run away.
Your heart stopped as you realized he had disappeared.
“Tony can you stay with Joey ?” You asked as you became increasingly stressed.
“Yup !” He replied.
You walked out quickly and decided to look for the speedster but you knew that if he wanted to hide from you, you would never find him.
At a certain point, you gave up and sat on the floor near his bedroom. A sigh escaped your mouth as your thoughts were running through your head.
Suddenly, a gush of wind whipped your face and you raised your head. Pietro was standing in front of you.
“Who’s the father ? Why didn’t you tell me ?” He asked quickly, too quickly for you.
He seemed so angry, your stomach twisted with apprehension.
“Pietro …” You started calmly.
“Are you in a relationship ?” He cut you off nervously.
You rolled your eyes and stood up, taking a step toward him.
“Can I answer ?” You sighed in exasperation.
He leant against the wall and bit his bottom lip. You took a deep breath before talking.
“I’m not in a relationship and he’s not my son, he’s my nephew. It was just a joke.” You declared.
The speedster gazed at you for a while then let out a deep sigh.
“Gosh …” He muttered.
You frowned and crossed your arms on your chest. The way he had over reacted suddenly made you upset.
“What if I had a kid ?” You asked as your eyes narrowed.
His gaze darkened and he stared at you for a few seconds. He was short for words and his mouth opened with hesitation.
“Why … Why wouldn’t you tell me ?” He questionned in a voice that sounded wounded.
“I don’t know. Your reaction is so …” You swallowed, but you were short of words.
Nothing could explain the pain his reaction caused you. You could see a frown developping on his face.
“Gosh … That wasn’t the point.“ He said, shaking his head. “I … I’d like to know it that’s all. I just don’t want you to hide these things from me …” He clarified.
"So you wouldn’t mind ?” You raised an eyebrow.
“What do you mean ?” He blinked, a little bit lost.
“If I had a kid, you would like me anyway ?” You asked as your heart started beating faster.
You never thought it would happen like that, but it was happening. The speedster shrugged slightly and you noticed his cheeks were turning red. His blue eyes were looking straight into yours as you tried to appear indifferent.
“It would make no difference.” He declared spontaneously.
Your heart melted and you nodded slowly as you blushed. Pietro remained silent for a moment and you couldn’t keep a shy smile, lowering your head to hide it from him.
“Joey is nice.” Pietro finally said.
You frowned as you wondered how he could know it, but soon you guessed he should have spent a bit of time with your nephew. Pietro was very playful then it wasn’t surprising. A slight laughter came out of your mouth and you looked at him.
“Yes … He is.” You stated.
You raised your head to look up at him. Your eyes were fixed on his beautiful gaze and you could see his facial expression softening.
“I don’t have any kid by the way.” You mumbled shyly.
He nodded slowly and a slight smile crossed your face. The tension between your two bodies was so palpable that your heart skipped several beats.
“(Y/N) I’m sorry … I shouldn’t have behaved this way, I didn’t mean to make you think I was afraid by kids or anything like that …” He started but you shook your head.
“It’s okay … I’m … Actually happy that you care about that.” You said clumsily as you blushed.
As soon as the words came out of your mouth, you regretted them.
“Happy ?…” He chuckled, raising his eyebrows.
Heat flooded your cheeks and you looked away, embarrassed.
“Huh … I mean …” You paused awkwardly. “Eh … Forget it …” You stuttered nervously as you tried to breathe normally.
You were about to run away but he was faster than you. In a fraction of a second, he wrapped his arms around your waist. The warmth of his lips met yours as he pulled you in a tender kiss and you gasped, grabbing his shirt between your fingers. You kissed him passionately, slowly running your fingers from his chest to his neck. It had been months you were waiting for that. The two of you were constantly teasing and it had become so unbearable that the huge tension of the past weeks faded away through this kiss. A slight groan escaped his mouth, echoing between your lips and your tongue circled his tenderly as you caressed his silver hair.
“Gosh …” You sighed, tightening your grip on him.
His lips were claiming yours as he kissed you greedily, making you feel how much he needed you.
“You’re so cute when you’re shy …” He smirked as his breath caressed your wet lips.

It’s Not All That Simple (Calum Hood Imagine) - Part 6

Originally posted by teenagedfricks

Requested: Yes

Warnings: Swearing + blackmail (?)

A/N: This was a series that I did on my old blog and it’s been requested again. This is badboy!calum. It’s not been proof-read and I’m sorry this took so so long. This was written in like 40 minutes so I dunno how it came out. Tell me if you want part 7 and gimme feedback?x

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anonymous asked:

Can you write a KBTBB headcanon showing how they are if they were MC's sweet/responsible/overprotective/annoying older brother instead? You can think up any scenario for it! <3

Since I haven’t been posting as much, I’ll put in what I have so far

Eisuke:( Cocky~ Much like he is in the game to the Mc, I feel like Eisuke would definitely be the type of brother that would brag about how good he is.) You and Eisuke were twins, but Eisuke was older by 7 minutes. Taking advantage of those 7 minutes, Eisuke always bragged about how he was older, but somehow Eisuke seemed to be the “Best” twin out of the two. When it came to grades or sports he was always better. Finally, finals were coming up and you were planning on showing that you could be smart, too. So from that day forward you pulled all nighters studying for finals, one night you were studying pretty late and passed out at your desk. Eisuke came in to check on you only to find your sleeping form, Eisuke carefully tiptoed over to you, when he did he found scattered notes and opened books. Eisuke sighed, and put a blanket around you and left. When it was finals Eisuke decided to get some questions wrong so that way you could have the advantage, when the results were in you beat Eisuke by 2 questions. You were overjoyed knowing that you finally beat Eisuke, on the other hand Eisuke just gave you a smug look. “Alright ___, next time I’ll definitely win.”

Soryu:(Protective~ Soryu would definitely be the type of brother that would always watch over their little sister) Soryu was older than you by 3 years and since you recently became a freshman in highschool that made Soryu a senior. Soryu was always watching over you, especially when it came to guys wanting to date you, one day you were asked out by a very nice boy. You said yes and went home to get ready, you told Soryu what had happened and Soryu is furious, he never thought that he would see the day were HIS little sister going on a date, but he hides it. Finally your date arrives, but you’re not ready so you ask Soryu to show him in (big mistake). When Soryu opens the door he sees a scraggly boy waiting with a dumb look on his face (keep in mind that this is Soryu were talking about) Soryu gives the poor boy a quick glare before allowing him to come inside. “So you must be ___’s older brother, I’ve heard so much about you.” The boy said. Tch what a butt kisser “Listen here, if you ever hurt ___ I swear I will kick your ass.” Soryu hissed, making the poor boy quiver. You finally come down the stairs to greet your date. “Hey are you alright?”

Baba:(The spoiler~ I feel like Baba would really be the type of brother that would spoil his little sister rotten) You were 5 years old, while Baba was a senior in high school. Baba was very popular in school being the womanizer he is, but he would always brag his cute little sister to everyone. It was was your birthday, and you were looking forward to seeing what your older brother had in store for you, but little did you know Baba had completely forgotten your birthday and instead went on a date. You stormed into your room and vented all your anger towards your pillow. “Stupid Baba! Where is he!?” that night you cried yourself to sleep. Baba came home late at night, not knowing what he had forgotten. “Hey mom, where’s ___?” Baba said. “Baba, did you forget ___’s birthday?” Your mom questioned. “Wait… it was what?” Oh no, that was today. The next day you were completely ignoring Baba, Baba was trying to make you smile, but you stood your ground and ignored him. Finally Baba left you alone, but once he left you felt… lonely. When night came along, you were getting ready for bed, but you heard the door open. When you turned around it was Baba holding a big teddy bear. “Look ___, I spent a lot of money on this, so don’t be mad at oniichan anymore, okay?”

Everything Was

Pairing:  Steve x Reader

Warnings:  Swearing, Looong, and Sad.  Very sad.  I’m not saying anymore so I don’t spoil it.

Key:  (B/N) is a boy’s name, and as always, (Y/N) is your name.

(One-Shot: Steve, #24 Requested by:  Anon)

Author’s note:  I just watched a play through of the game ‘That Dragon, Cancer’ and got inspired. 

Originally posted by fourteenyearswithpain

Originally posted by unrealisticstory

Originally posted by winterscap

Everything Was


You sat on the couch, spinning your wedding ring around your finger and Steve sat across from you.

“Steve..”  You paused, resting your hand on your stomach.  You hadn’t needed to finish for tears to well into his eyes.  He knew, wordlessly, he knew.  You finished your sentence anyway,  looking down at your abdomen.  “I’m pregnant.”  

Immediately, he ran over and enveloped you in his arms, lips stretched far across either side of your faces and tears rolling down your puffed cheeks.  You were going to be parents.  Everything was perfect.  

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