#LITERALLY if u give a mouse a cookie

[angel5ofp0rn]

Young!Price x f!younger!reader

where u and ExHusband!Price first meet 🤭

TW (?) age gap. legal (21&30-something), but still an age gap

got a lil lazy at the end; just a dash of secks

“Jus’ one more.” You giggle to your friends, making your way through the crowd and over to the bar.

Another one more.

The bartender shakes his head when you approach.

For the fourth time.

“What’ll it be this time, kid?”

“Dunno,” You shrug animatedly. You giggle again, your cheeks warm from the alcohol. “How about…”

You turn to one of the men sitting at the bar.

“What’re you drinking?” You point a manicured finger at a tall, balaclava-wearing man with dark eyes.

He glances towards you for just a moment before looking straight ahead again, mumbling a “whiskey” under his breath.

“Eww.” You scrunch your nose. “No, not that.”

You lean over a bit, hands on the bar, looking past the scary masked man and to the man next to him.

The… gorgeous, blue eyed, clean shaven man next to him.

“What’re- whoa.” Your eyes widen for a moment. “You’re, like… whoa.”

The man exhales a small, slightly amused chortle.

“Would you, like, ‘scuse us?” You ask the scarier man.

He stares you down for a moment.

You blink, waiting for him to move.

“F’r fuck’s sake…” The big guy grumbles, standing up from the barstool and disappearing somewhere in the bar.

You happily hop onto the stool once he’s gone.

You extend your arm to the gorgeous man, your tipsiness making you more fearless than usual.

“Hi. It’s m’birthday.”

“Is it, now?” His smooth, English voice drawls out as he shakes your hand.

“Mhm!” You nod, your grin growing.

The man nods, seemingly amused with your young, drunk self.

“Are you, like, an army guy or something?” You ask, glancing up and down at him in his fatigues.

He snorts.

“I am an army guy or something.” He confirms. “John Price.”

“John Price…” You tilt your head to the side, your long hair falling over your exposed shoulder in that tiny going out top you decided to wear.

“Price is cute. Y/N Price sounds good, right?” You ask aloud, not really to anyone in particular.

“Already planning on taking my last name, are you?” He raises his eyebrows at you, entertained by all of this.

Women come up to him all the time. Can’t really go anywhere without a few flirting with him, batting their eyelashes, playing coy about how badly they want to fuck a man in uniform.

But they’re never this bold.

Usually not this young, either.

You’re a good ten years younger than him, at least; the hell do you want with him?

“Y’know,” You continue, ignoring his question. “You have the prettiest blue eyes I’ve ever seen.”

He smirks.

“Y/N!” Your girl friend calls out, waving you over to her from across the room. “Let’s go dance!”

“Oh!” You grab John’s bicep. “I love dancing. Come dance with us!”

John shakes his head, dismissing the idea.

“Don’t dance.” He takes a swig of his beer. “But, eh… Kyle here-“ He pats the shoulder of another, younger, man on the right side of him. “-Kyle likes to dance. Don’t ya, Gaz?”

“I don’ wanna dance with him.” You shake your head with a frown.

“He’s a handsome young lad.” John continues talking up his buddy as if he’s a car salesman trying to sell you the Buick. “Why don’t you-“

You cut him off, rolling your eyes as if that was the dumbest suggestion you’ve ever heard.

“What’f I dance with Kyle and he r’lly likes me?” You slur a bit.

Kyle grins.

John snorts.

“Then he likes ya.”

“No!” You groan.

Drunken you really resembles a fussy toddler.

“I don’ want Kyle’s babies, I want your babies.”

John laughs.

Kyle chokes on his drink.

“You wanna have my babies, eh?”

“Uh-huh.” You nod confidently. “I wan’ a hundred blue-eyed babies tha’ look Just. Like. You.” You poke his chest in sync with the last three words.

John raises his eyebrow at that, taking another sip of his beer.

Your friends pull you to the dance floor by your arm.

You stumble off with them, looking back at John Price and what’s-his-name.

The men don't even glance back at you once you're gone.

They just laugh it off and continue chatting.

But you? You're not giving up that easily.

You let yourself be distracted for a while; dancing, shots, bathroom selfies, whatever.

But when you see John standing up from the bar, slapping some cash down for the bartender and heading towards the exit; you follow.

"John!" You grin, arms outstretched for a hug once you meet him in the parking lot.

"Christ, you're persistent, aren't ya?" John rubs his hand over his jaw.

Your arms hook around his neck, stumbling into him. He places his hands on your waist, steadying you so you don't completely fall.

“Can’t help it,” you sigh. “I go after what I want.”

You tilt your head back to see those crystal blues that made you talk to him in the first place.

John takes a step back, gently disentangling himself from your embrace. His expression is a mix of amusement and something else…

Perhaps a hint of concern.

That’s fair; you’ve just drunkenly followed a strange man outside at night.

"You're a bit too young for me, sweetheart," he says softly. "I think you should go back inside and enjoy the rest of your birthday with your friends."

"But I like you," you protest, your arms crossing over your chest.

He sighs, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips. "I appreciate the sentiment, love, but it's best if you forget about me. I'm not the right guy for ya."

Your lower lip juts out. A proper pout.

“Ah, c’mon. Don’t give me that.” John chortles, crossing his own arms over his chest now. “Look, this isn’t what you want. Tomorrow mornin’… you’re gonna wake up without a single thought of me in your pretty li’l head.”

“You think I’m pretty?” You ask, missing the point completely.

John looks as if he could laugh, but he doesn’t.

“I do.” John nods curtly. “I think you’re fuckin’ beautiful… but you’ve had too much to drink, haven’t you? Why don’t you let me get you an Uber, at least. Make sure ya get some safe ‘n sound.”

You reluctantly accept his offer, standing by his side as the two of you wait for your rides.

Ride.

Because you might as well share one, right?

And once you get to your place, he might as well walk you up.

You’d just be plain rude if you didn’t invite him in; he’d be a jerk if he didn’t accept the invitation.

Sure, he’ll help you remove your heels, but then he really should get going.

But then your hand touches his face when his head is near your knees.

He looks up. You rub your thumb over his jaw.

“Look-“

“‘m jus’ looking at you.”

He really, really should get going.

“Stay with me.” You beg.

“I can’t stay with you, love. I’ve gotta go now.”

He pulls the covers over you, brushes the hair away from your face, he has you text your friends to let them know you’re okay, and he’s gone…

…until the next morning, when he knocks on your door bright and early because, wouldn’t you know it, he accidentally took your phone home and he’s here to return it.

(He totally didn’t pocket it so he’d have an excuse to see you again.)

Since you’re both awake and have no plans, you might as well go to breakfast, right?

“I’m not going anywhere.” You groan, rubbing your puffy eyes.

“Go on. Get showered.” He sits on your sofa, hands folded behind his head. “I’ll wait.”

You didn’t even make it to breakfast.

Ended up having him pull over behind some trees along the way, straddling him in the driver’s seat, bouncing on his thick cock while he murmured praises about how well you’re taking him.

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[l1tw1ck]

may i request innocent xiao headcanons if thats ok w u? hope ur doing ok !!

Innocent Xiao

bottom ftm Xiao x top masc reader

A/N: we have to be on the same brain wave rn bc im literally writing a whole fic about this 😭 also im doing well!

☆ AFAB Language Used ☆

CW: Virgin Xiao, Squirting, Nipple Play, Thigh Sex, Cum Swallowing, Oral Sex, Slight Corruption

☆ He wouldn't know a thing about self pleasure, making those aches downstairs that much harder to deal with. You make him ache and he can't do anything about it!

☆ Any sexual touch makes him feel good but he still doesn't understand what it means, and he's too nervous to get an answer from you

☆ He humps his pillow rather than experimenting with his hands, too scared to put anything down there. He would probably ask to do it on your thigh too. He stops before his orgasm though, he's scared of the sensation :((

☆ He definitely cries when he starts to feel good. Poor Xiao can't handle the pleasure he feels

☆ He's sensitive, especially his nipples. He could come just from you playing with them but he's terrified of orgasming, the feeling is just too intense

☆ When he finally lets himself come, he squirts

☆ Once that happens, he never wants to go a day without an orgasm. You know what they say about giving a mouse a cookie. He just wants to feel good, and who are you to deny that?

☆ He would love aftercare, please wash him as thoroughly as possible *wink* *wink*

☆ He wants you to feel good too, so he'll ask you how. That's when you introduce him to thigh sex

☆ He quickly falls in love with it. The way you look at him as your fucking his pretty thighs, how your cock brushes against his clit perfectly, and your constant praises...It all makes him come so fast

☆ Once you come on his stomach, he'll scoop it up and taste it. What? He's curious. Since he loves you, he also loves whatever you give him. Meaning, he absolutely adores the way your seed tastes

☆ He'll ask for more, and you'll jerk off to give him just that. He looks so perverted with his tongue out, especially so when you come on it

☆ Since he likes it so much, you taught him to give you a blowjob

He took out your hard cock, the thick rod slapping him in the face. He looked at it in awe. It’s big and thick, he marveled. He needed it in his mouth. He licked your cock, as per your instructions, and basked in the taste and the musky scent. He quickly fell in love with your cock and asked for more. He opened his mouth wide and slowly enveloped your cock, although at some point it hit the back of his throat and he couldn't go any further. You told him to use his (tiny) hand to jerk off the rest, showing him an example of you doing it.

“That's a good boy..” You muttered, complimenting him as he started to suck you off properly. He was a fast learner. Tears threatened to fall down Xiao’s burning red cheeks as he bobbed his head up and down, mouth straining to fit your cock.

He did so well despite doing it for the first time, and was rewarded with your load down his throat. Xiao happily swallowed, hearts in his eyes.

[edwardglitterhandss]

God I hate having an executive functioning disorder like I just want to be able to get something done but it's not the right time I have to do all of these things first if there is a mess near me I have to take care of it I can't just ignore it and in the meantime listing all the stuff I have to do first I stare at a wall for two hours and then maybe I have to eat which takes way longer than it should bc o have to cook and clean to do that and then I have to sit and watch something and then I want to watch more and by the time I convince myself to stop I have done nothing and it's too late bc I have a meeting or something else happening at this time so I can't do anything until then

[luvdsc]

hiiii do u have any book recs ? i’ve been in a reading slump but i rlly wanna start reading again :,]

- 🫀

hey, lovebug! 💘 I haven’t touched a book in ages, but here are some of my favorite books !! aaa I used to read the most books out of all the kids who entered the summer reading program when I was little but now I’m like ….. what are words 🤧 anyway !! some of the books below are easy reading like children’s books or picture books :’)

literally any poetry book by lang leav - I own all of them and I have reread them countless times

the harry potter series but we don’t talk about the author 💀

the percy jackson series

fangirl by rainbow rowell

models don’t eat chocolate cookies by erin dionne

tales of the frog princess series by e.d. baker

the princess tales series by gail carson levine

the princess knight by cornelia funke

if you give a mouse a cookie by laura numeroff along with the rest of “if you give…” series

[dragonlobertmab]

A very deep and thoughtful conversation I had with a small child on TF2

Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: La sucky player vs some pretty good players Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: this wont end well for me ★Cookie★ was automatically assigned to team RED (Voice) ★Cookie★: Spy! Crocop: try something besides pyro Crocop: maybe you might do something ★Cookie★ left the game (Removed from match by system) Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: I just need to get one more thing for the dragons fury Crocop: it's just you and me bb Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: I just noticed everytime one of us dies the announcer will just say team wipe *DEAD* Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: shiiite Crocop: ill go pyro Crocop: if u want Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Nah id rather have one free kill and then switch my own calss tbh Crocop: good luck Crocop: it's those micro dodges Crocop: that count Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: No my aim jsut reallly sucks Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: just& Crocop: that too *DEAD* Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: ye cheaky motherfucker Crocop: no need to touch you Crocop: my friend the cliff Crocop: will do the honors *DEAD* Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: your score: 16 mine : 0 Crocop: o wel Crocop: you're learning Crocop: young padawan Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: if you werent pyro this would honestly be much easier Crocop: oh Crocop: alright ill switch class then Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: K Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: At least your nice about this Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: oh you little FUCKING SHIT Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: i fuckin hear that Crocop: good Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: where he hell did ye put it now Crocop: somwhere Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Im gonna see if you have a pattern of some sort Crocop: good idea Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: A dispenser now Crocop: hmm Crocop: this isnt fair Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: That would be correct Crocop: okay *DEAD* Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: oh shit *DEAD* Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: that was fast as hell Crocop: good sentreh :D Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: i wouldntve died if i hadnt hit the wall Crocop: you don't fuck with my dispenser Crocop: im sorry *DEAD* Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: mission failed well try again next time Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: NO *DEAD* Crocop: ya got me Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: YOU WILL NOT PUT A DAMNED SENTRY THERE Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: that didnt count in the contract *DEAD* Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: I need to hit you twice and kill you i think Crocop: good luck Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Just dont piss me off and i wont a get kills Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Well piss me off too much i just get slightly worse then i already am *DEAD* Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: what killed me Crocop: a pipe bomb *DEAD* Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: i just pooped *DEAD* Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: popped* Crocop: takes a while to detonate Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: no explosion or anything just a death Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Seriously just so i can switch to an easier calss to use can i just get a free kill on ye Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: class* Crocop: gotta work for it Crocop: pyro is the perfect counter for demo Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Not with the dragons fury he aint Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: the delay on the airblast is really fuckin annoyin Crocop has found: The Southern Hospitality   Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Also about the 'you have to work for it' comment you added on to what i said Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Ive been trying my goddamn hardest *DEAD* Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: dont cap Crocop: just getting hp Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Youre beggining to become somewhat of an asshole being perfectly honest Crocop: <3 Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: also you are a douche for doing a heart Crocop: im sorry you're so upset Crocop: cry some moar Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: No im just speakin my mind im really chill right now its just a bit annoying to think youre playing with another player which Crocop: bro Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: is becomin an asshole Crocop: its just a game Crocop: let's all relax. Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: I am aware Crocop: sometimes i gotta remind u Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: We dont know eachother and that is the first time you said its just a game .-. Crocop: it seems you're getting a little bit too flustered for a video game Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: now thats not salt thats just the truth Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: im not lyin thats actually the first time ye said that Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Also you better be glad im not a child that plays fortnite because the fortnite community are obnoxious and annoying kids mostl Crocop: yes you're a smart little boy Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Rapey vibes noted Crocop: your teacher gives u all the smelly stickers Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: My teachers give me no sticker *DEAD* Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: stickers* Crocop: <3 Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: seriously can i just get one free kill to stop playing pyro im gettin bored as hell Crocop: this is how my grand papy Crocop: taught me how to play tf2 Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: what the fuck does that mean Crocop: do you want me to switch class Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Seriously though what do you mean by thats how my grand papy taught me to play tf2 because that had no context Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Yes Crocop: you're speaking gibberish my friend Crocop: it was a very concise statement Crocop: my grandpappy taught me how to play tf2 Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: No it really wasnt Crocop: maybe you should grow that lil brain Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: you said that with no context with what i was saying Crocop: so you can comprehend text without context Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: it was insanely random Crocop: not really Crocop: i mean we're playing tf2 Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: You didnt tell me how he taught you you just said thats how he taught you Crocop: aah Crocop: well i 1v1ed with him Crocop: until i got gud Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Well  at least someone taught you i had to learn myself Crocop: step 1 Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: and i had to get use to shit tons of lag Crocop: have a comfortable desk and mouse and keyboard Crocop: 2. enjoy Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: That literally explains nothing with how i learned Crocop: well theres no real learning to it Crocop: you're just good at it or not Crocop: it all comes down to reflexes and timing Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Thats.... Really really fuckin dumb Crocop: yeah. im sorry that you'll have to be that way Crocop: forever Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Not forever you were just taught to think in that way Crocop: this wasn't taught Crocop: this is a decade long observation Crocop: my smol friend Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: its impossible to stay the same exact skill level forver Crocop: sure there's small variation Crocop: with time played Crocop: but the tf2 pros have natural reflexes Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Youre a person that i would hate to be around in real life Crocop: when did i say i cared Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: When did i say i thought you cared Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Hm? Crocop: so then you're speaking into the wind Crocop: who cares buddeh Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Nobody really cares in life Cp_The_Sewer_Toad: Being honest its all lies Cp_The_Sewer_Toad left the game (Disconnect by user.)

[an-assortment-of-forks]

I was tagged by @dorks-in-fiction and @forever-painting-roses I think??? Thanks my dudes

-Are you named after anyone?

Y’know that movie Savannah Smiles? Yeah.

-When was the last time you cried?

Uh today... I cry just abt every day it’s like my default reaction to literally any emotion it’s so b a d

-Do you like your handwriting?

Uh no. I’ve been told by s o many that it looks like chicken scratch and tbh I k n o w it’s not legible

-What’s your favorite lunch meat?

HAMMMMMMM (insert ponyo gif bc tumblr is not letting me)

-Do you have kids?

I have many sons

-If you were a different person, would you be friends with you?

Yeah I’d be friends with me

-Do you use sarcasm?

N e v e r

-Do you still have your tonsils?

You better believe it. I need as many teeth as I can get.

-Would you bungee jump?

Hahahaha yeah n o. I’m terrified of heights

-What’s your favorite cereal?

Raisin Bran. Fite me

-Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?

Who has time for that

-Do you think you are a strong person?

Wellll... considering I get my strength from the Lord??? Yeah.... also I push like 5 carts every time I come inside when I’m bagging x’D if we’re talking physical. (Wow this sounds like I’m bragging??? Hey babes I bench press 5 carts ;)))) )

-What’s your favorite ice cream?

Pineapple coconutttttt mmmmm

-What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Their smile

-What’s your least favorite physical thing about yourself?

Def my acne

-What color pants and shoes are you wearing right now?

Black sweatpants and no shoes

-What are you listening to right now?

My mom tryin to make small talk

-If you were a crayon what color would you be?

PURPLE

-Favorite smell?

Uhhh.... sugar cookie smellin candles

-Who was the last person you talked to on the phone with?

My dad

-Favorite sport to watch?

Swimming.... (yes I’m talking bout that one anime)

-Hair color?

Darkkk brown but it fades to blonde at the bottom

-Eye color?

Brown

-Do you wear contacts?

Nah but I want purple ones real bad tbh

-Favorite food?

N o o d l e s

-Scary movie or comedy?

HORROR. GIVE ME ALL THE HORROR.

-Last movie you watched?

Your Name I think (the cool anime one)

-What color shirt are you wearing?

Grey

-Summer or Winter?

Gimme dat tasty cold cold cold weather

-Hugs or kisses?

H u g s

-Book you’re currently reading?

U h?

-Who do you miss right now?

My anime husbands

-What’s on your mouse pad?

Who?

-What’s the last TV program you watched?

Greys Anatomy (smh)

-What’s the best sound?

C r o n c h

-Rolling Stone or the Beatles?

Neither?

-What’s the furthest you’ve ever traveled?

To Cali

-Do you have a special talent?

I used to be able to do the Lotor shoulder weird roll thing. Ummm and I can move my ears... and sing well??

-Where were you born?

MURCA

[rinpanna]

tagged in this Meme by @kageyama-tobiyo SMASH that mofo read more if u give a shit abt my existence 

1. Are you named after someone? 

i’m pretty sure i’m named after my mom’s grandmother??

2. When was the last time you cried? 

I think it was like a month or so ago, my mom was being overcontrolling and i kinda lost it (SHES A REALLY GREAT PERSON LIKE 99% OF THE TIME THO IT WAS JUST YEARS OF BUILD UP EXPLODING AT ONCE)

3. Do you like your handwriting? 

I joke a lot about how my handwriting is shit, which it is, but i still like it because it’s MINE and only mine you know??

4. What is your favorite lunch meat? 

“Im not much of a lunch meat kind of girl. Peanut butter is my thing.” THIS ANSWER DEFINES ME PERFECTLY, THANKS DAWN (i eat 3 jar of pb in 2 day)

5. Do you have kids? i am a MINOR!!!!!!!!!

6. If you were another person, would you be friends with you? not to sound narcissistic but yes, i literally never fight with my friends bc i am a Chill person and i am always there for emotional support. but if u dont like loud ppl, you would h8 me :^)

7. Do you use sarcasm? nEVer with adults/strangers but ALWAYS w friends

8. Do you still have your tonsils? yes

9. Would you bungee jump? “Remove the cord and we have a deal ;)�� SAME DAWN SAME, but i would also bungee jump with a cord

10. What is your favorite kind of cereal? LIFE CINNAMON CEREAL I LOVE THAT SUGARY TOOTH ROTTING SHIT MMMMMMMMMMM 👌👌👌👌👌👌

11. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? depends, if im thinking about the next day and how it’ll be easier if i just untie them now, yes, but i am not normally prudent like this

12. Do you think you’re a strong person? I think i’m a lot more mentally strong than some people, and physically im Ok could be better. i could definitely kick @acejugs ass tho

13. What is your favorite ice cream? i can’t eat real ice cream bc dairy allergy but FAKE ice cream i love chocolate or cookies and “””cream”””

14. What is the first thing you notice about people? ASS, jk uhhhh idk it sound cheesey but i really dO only judge people by their personality most of the time. like if they’re a dick off the bat im like :^^)

15. What is the least favorite physical thing you like about yourself?

i used to really not like that im kinda Chub but now i embrace it. i guess my height????? (IM 5′1 WTF IS THIS BS)

16. What color pants and shoes are you wearing now? skin color shoes (aka: none) and blue pants with snow flakes on them bc during the weekends (sometimes bleeding into weekdays) i dont change out of my pajamas 

17. What are you listening to right now? nothing actually, but as i was doing my 59999 pounds of hw today, i listened to 

-carrie and lowell- sufjan stevens

-all of the kagepro songs- jin

-yuri on ice track from ost 1 hr loop

-weeb mixes on 8tracks

-atlas year one- sleeping at last (thanks @mochiiron )

18. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? pepe green so the children can get their daily meme fill

19. Favorite smell? this is gonna sound creepy as FUCK, but i perceive a lot thru smell especially with people so like. i love the smells of my friends (EVERYONE SMELLS SO DIFFERENT I SWEAR) and my mom and people i have crushes on (im like 90% sure i fall for people bc of their smell what kind of 2000 B.C. era head Ass)

20. Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? mom callin about groceries

21. Favorite sport to watch? HOCKEY or figure skatin lmao i’ve never done an ice sport im a fake fan

22. Hair color? black bc chinese ancestry yall

23. Eye color? Dark dark drak dark aDark brown

24. Do you wear contacts? No my prescription is only like -1,-1.5 so i rarely even wear my glasses lol

25. Favorite food to eat? im like high key obsessed with food so i cannot answer this question w a single answer.

-pb

-plain fuckin bread

-moms chicken soup

-CAKE

-poptarts

-lo mein

-carrots 

-pesto

-etc

(also: why is the eat in this question?????what else do u do with food?????? scream at it???)

26. Scary movies or comedy?

i never watch movies uhhh i’d probably pick comedy before scary tho

27. Last movie  anime you watched? i dont watch movies lol-- mob psycho 100 with my friend but i’m not done and she is o-(--<

28. What color of shirt are you wearing? my shirt is gray but i’m wearing a hoodie on top of it which is navy blue (no bra tho ;;)))) 

29. Summer or winter? SPRING

30. Hugs or kisses? hugs, i wont even let my mom kiss me lmao

31. What book are you currently reading? Going After Cacciato for school (its ok) and im about to start Ash by Malinda Lo (like after i finish this meme im oUT)

32. Who do you miss right now? i feel really bad but like/??  i rarely actually miss people? like when i hear from someone i haven’t heard from in a long time im HAPPY but rarely do i ever like mentally/physically ache for ppl (even my best best friends). but i guess i always miss my grandma because she’s kinda old and im always worried about her health and wanna be w her everyday :(

33. What is on your mouse pad? what year is it, 2006

34. What is the last TV program you watched? LMFAOOOO YOU THOUGHT I WATCHED TV, my mom had me watch a news thing about the yayoi kusama exhibit in DC tho earlier today, i genuinely can’t remember the source tho

35. What is the best sound? i don’t have a fave sound but i have plenty of sounds that i h8. i guess just in general good music is best sound

36. Rolling Stones or The Beatles? im not pretentious enough about music to answers this, sorry 

37. What is the furthest you have ever traveled? probably antarctica! my mom worked in the travel dept at National Geographic when i was in elementary school so i got to go a Lot of really cool places

38. Do you have a special talent? i have an 80% accuracy rate for catching food after throwing it in the air. nat also thinks that being able to read and walk my dog is a talent but ????? i think a lot of ppl can do that. OH best talent: literally being able to turn everything into a meme

39. Where were you born? 

xiantan, hunan province, china!

[trash-taire]

tag game!!

tagged by @pjm-juseyo thnku for giving me an excuse to continue putting off history project jagi xoxo

1. Are you named after someone?

no but there is a wild/long ass story behind my name which is q cool i guess

2: When is the last time you cried?

well today but it wasn’t as much of crying as it was 4 tears escaping my face because my friends make the worst/funniest jokes ( @dancaneatmyleg u need 2 sToP)

3: Do you like your handwriting?

nope bc i make some of my letters look the same so nearly everyone who reads my handwriting is just super confused :”)

4: What is your favourite lunch meat?

?????????? subway turkey??????????? does that count as lunch meat???????

5: Do you have kids?

ian alexander and @pjm-juseyo  ‘s cat

6: If you were another person, would you be friends with you?

nOpe

7: Do you use sarcasm?

not a lot these days tbh

8: Do you still have your tonsils?

yep

9: Would you bungee jump?

hell yes (esp if i can do it cordless!1!11)

10: What is your favorite kind of cereal?

lucky charms/reese’s cereal!!!

11: Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?

fuCk no i would literally dislocate my ankle pushing them off rather than bending down to untie them bye 

12: Do you think you’re a strong person?

hHhHhno

13: What is your favorite ice cream flavor?

COOKIES AND CREAM (i’m so basic rip)

14: What is the first thing you notice about people?

accents/speaking tone/etc

15: Red or pink?

both

16: What is the least favorite physical thing you like about yourself?

me

17: What color pants and shoes are you wearing now?

black shorts and no shoes

18: What was the last thing you ate?

some japanese biscuit

19: What are you listening to right now?

the voiceover of a sketchbook tour

20: If you were a crayon, what color would you be?

white bc i’m useless and extra

21: Favorite smell?

vanilla and rain

22: Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone?

i have no idea bc i don’t speak to ppl on the phone often but the last person i spoke to not-face to face was one of my friends (2 scream over club penguin) 

23: Favorite sport to watch?

technically debate’s a sport right

24: Hair color?

black

25: Eye color?

rly dark brown

26: Do you wear contacts?

nope

27: Favorite food to eat?

SUSHI

28: Scary movies or comedy?

comedy bc i’m scared of scary movies

29: Last movie you watched?

the little prince!!

30: What color of shirt are you wearing?

obnoxiously saturated purple

31: Summer or winter?

winter

32: Hugs or kisses?

both

33: What book are you currently reading?

i’m not reading anyth atm but the last one i read was macbeth

34: Who do you miss right now?

someoneimhighkeywhippedforwhoopskms

35: What is on your mouse pad?

don’t have one

36: What is the last TV program you last watched?

i don’t watch tv but the oa if it counts???

37: What is the best sound?

rain & genuine laughter

38: Rolling Stones or The Beatles?

the beatles

39: What is the furthest you have ever traveled?

the uk

40: Do you have a special talent?

i have no talents, speical or not

41: Where were you born?

singapore

tagging:

i’m lazy so anyone who wants to do this i guess!!

[noveltymemes-blog]

Tagged by @jumpingonrainbows​

thank u for giving me a chance to Overshare™

1. are you named after someone nahhh 2. when was the last time you cried thursday, i hadnt eaten anything solid in 4 days whatd you expect 3. do you like your handwriting well i PERSONALLY like it in the moment but its terrible and illegible and i hate how messy it looks when im reading notes. i want to physically straighten the words out jfdkghj 4. what is your favorite lunch meat oh my god i fucking love cold cuts sO MUCH give me ANY ill eat ALL (except the ones that are too salty and not halal ofc) 5. do you have kids do my kittens count 6. if you were another person, would you be friends with you i honestly dont know, depends on the sort of other person id be 7. do you use sarcasm yes but i also drop hints so that other people dont misread my intentions 8. do you still have your tonsils yep, afaik 9. would you bungee jump like i can see theres a thrill to it but ive done cliff diving and falling feels like something is violently pulling u down. not v exhilerating. doesnt feel like ur flying. but id do it just to be like ‘yeah ive done that’ 10. what is your favorite kind of cereal i like corn flakes and certain brands of bran and ofc cookie crisps but cereal usually means DIET cereal so  11. do you untie your shoes every time you take them off nope, im lazy. which is why i only have 1 pair with laces anyway 12. do you think you’re a strong person no LOL gdlfkgjdjgdklhjd the stakes need to be high, and then i can do anything. but otherwise nah 13. what is your favorite ice cream flavor TUTTI FRUTTI IDK WHAT ITS CALLED IN ENGLISH. BUBBLEGUM?? I FUCKIN LOVE ALL THINGS BUBBLEGUM 14. what is the first thing you notice about people vibes man 15. red or pink PINK. ESP IF ITS PASTEL 16. what is the least favorite physical thing you like about yourself all the excess fat lmao. im GORGEOUS otherwise 17. what color pants and shoes are you wearing right now im,,,wearing skin tights and no shoes. what kinda question 18. what was the last thing you ate this disgusting diet milkshake to which i added coffee. woop. 19. what are you listening to right now THIS THING AH IM IN LOVE 20. if you were a crayon, what color would you be that one colour that looks nice but when u use it its shitty but when u use it RIGHT it looks nice 21. favorite smell anything that gives me specific vibes. like, bakery is one, rain is another, winter is another, specific clothes, perfumes, you name it. i love scents 22. who was the last person you spoke to on the phone my cuzzz 23. favorite sport to watch id say cricket but ive lost faith in our team and idc :))))) 24. hair color brown  25. eye color brown 26. do you wear contacts nay 27. favorite food to eat  meaaaaaaaaat. i love meat. but also biryani. but also pizza. but also chinese. but also pastel things. but al 28. scary movies or comedy cohmedyy  29. last movie you watched fantastic beasts and where to find them lolol 30. what color shirt are you wearing jaguar print ouo 31. summer or winter WINTER 32. hugs or kisses idk 33. what book are you currently reading A LEVEL BIOLOGY HE LP M 34. who do you miss right now my cuzzz and also my innocent anime-loving-xD-using phase 35. what is on your mousepad dont have a mouse pad 36. what is the last TV program you watched anjuman begum i think. it was on this afternoon and i watched some of itt. it was a good short film 37. what is the best sound wind chimes and also vibe music 38. rolling stones or the beatles I SEE A RED DOOR AND I WANT TO PAINT IT BLACK (neither, really) 39. what is the furthest you ever traveled iiiive been to england. yep, thats the furthest talking in literal terms 40. do you have a special talent see i have this thing where i IMPROVE SUDDENLY in whatever the fuck im doing. even if i havent been practicing. also i can maneuver trolleys well. yep 41. where were you born arabia saudita 42. people you expect to participate in this survey

@severelytrashykids @losttrolls @moonlitocs @fantrollcollector

[angel5ofp0rn]

♡ part two ♡

ExHusband!Price x f!reader

more fluffy this time heh 🙂‍↕️

just Price being a dad

*haven’t proofread :-(

You wake up in John’s arms. Your heads are at the foot of the bed, and your feet near the head.

Last night didn’t stop at one time.

Of course not.

How could you two just hook up once when you’re the only ones who know each other’s bodies the way you do?

When you’ve gone two years without someone knowing worshiping your body just the way you like it?

You slowly remove John’s arm from where it was hugged your bare waist so you could sit up and stretch a bit.

God, you were sore.

You could hear the faint sound of John’s soft snoring from behind you as he laid there, still asleep.

Even in this moment of post-hookup clarity, you’re just still so connected to his presence in a way that you can hardly understand.

You lean down and kiss his cheek, your lips brushing against his prickly stubble.

You don’t know how things are going to be when he wakes, so you’ll take what you can get for now.

He lets out a small grunt as you kiss his cheek, and his body begin to shift slightly.

He’s waking up, and you know that it’s any moment before his eyes are on you again, and God knows what will happen then…

John’s eyes open.

You’re holding your breath.

His sleepy eyes still hold that same level of passion that they had last night, and your own glance back at him is just the same.

The intensity that’s in the air between you is only growing, only getting more potent, in a way that neither of you would like to let go of just yet.

“Hey.” You smile a little bit, your voice still soft and sleepy.

“G’mornin’.” He looks up at the soft smile on your face, matching it with his own lazy smirk. His gaze soon drifts back to your neck and the hickey he knows is still there.

Your eyes flicker down to his neck as well, seeing the matching mark you left on his throat.

“I should get the kids up soon.” You sigh softly. “You should… get dressed, and get to the couch. I don’t want to confuse them.”

John nods, getting up from the bed to find his clothes. The realization that this really has to end soon sinking in.

“Gonna be honest, love. Wish it didn’t have to be like this.”

You tilt your head to the side a bit. “What would you prefer, Johnathan?”

You smirk a tiny little bit as you call him by his full name; you used to do that to bug him when you were married.

He shakes his head, a breathy chuckle at how you’ve reverted to his full name now. It was always funny just how much that used to annoy him.

“I’d prefer jus’ to pick up where we left off.”

This time he lets the silence hang for a while, not bothering to fill it in. Both of you knew how complicated things were. Neither one of you wanted to be the one to acknowledge it.

Until you do.

“Where we left off was an ugly, screaming, crying argument.” You try not to sound too sour as you recall this.

John looks down as he hears this, trying to seem more busy with buttoning his jeans instead of acknowledging just how true that statement was.

The memory of that argument between the two of you was fresh in his mind as you brought it back up. He couldn’t argue with you, your point, or even the sour tone you had in your voice. You were right.

“And we didn’t fight. That was our rule.” You remind him of the severity of your last fight.

“I know.” John sighs, a hand now rubbing over his beard, not bothering to argue or deflect.

The rule had always been to never fight. To talk everything out. To work through your problems in a civilized manner. But that last time, that last night, things got too out of hand.

He wasn’t proud of the way things ended.

You wipe your eyes, not realizing that you were starting to feel those intense emotions again, two years later.

You announce that you’re going to shower and then get the kids up, that John needs to get back downstairs to the couch.

After your shower, you get dressed and go to your youngest child’s room, but found the bed empty.

You quickly go to your oldest’s room, finding their bed empty as well.

“John!” You run down the stairs. “The kids-“

You freeze.

In the kitchen, you see John holding your youngest on his hip, the oldest on John’s strong back, their little arms and legs clinging around their father.

John tried not to laugh as he looked up and saw you standing in the kitchen now, seeing just how panicked you were.

“I’ve got ‘em.”

“Daddy knows how to make Mickey Mouse pancakes!” Your youngest grins widely. The normally grumpy-in-the-morning toddler was smiling like this was the best day ever.

“Anything f’r you, love.” He smiles at them, giving a kiss on the cheek before shifting his attention over to the oldest, who was still clinging to his back like a monkey. “How y’doin’ back there, buddy?”

“Awesome!” Your oldest cheers, their arms hugging around John’s neck.

Your heart aches.

Look how happy they are with their dad being home…

For a moment there, you forget all of your worries once you see those smiles on the kids’ faces,

John’s fatherly attention is getting to you.

You see how much your children are enjoying him being here, how much they love him.

How much he loves them.

You take your older child from John’s back and cover their little face with kisses, making them giggle like crazy.

“Help me set the table, little monkey.” You set the child to their feet and then handed them some silverware, while you take the plates.

“Dad’s gonna eat breakfast with us?!” Your little looked up at you with big blue eyes, as if it just clicked that John isn’t leaving right away.

“ ‘course I am.” John says, looking down at the little one and smiling as he sets a large plate of Mickey Mouse pancakes on the table.

“I wanna sit next to daddy!” The youngest says now, their eyes gleaming with the idea. The oldest had already reached their dad’s side, leaving you to finish setting up the table by yourself.

During breakfast, you notice how John is actively engaging in the conversation with the kids. He’s patiently listening to every story about a cartoon they’ve watched, answering every question about God-knows-what that they seemingly pulled out of nowhere.

Watching the love he has for them, as well as his playful nature with the both of them make you smile a bit. He’s still the same John you’d married all those years ago.

Isn’t that something.

After breakfast you have to fight to let John allow you to wash the dishes yourself.

He took the kids to the playroom and kept them entertained while you cleaned up.

Once the dishes are drying, you’re about to walk into the playroom. You pause in the hallway when you hear the kids talking to John in a hushed tone.

“Are you and mummy friends?” The youngest asks quietly.

You hear him let out a soft chuckle.

“Friends, yeah… We’re friends.” His soft tone of voice makes it evident that the subject of you two wasn’t exactly easy to talk about around the kids.

“Best friends?” The oldest pushes, the cheeky little kid.

“Yes, your mummy is my best friend.” John answers simply, unaware that you’re listening from the hall.

“Do you and mummy kiss?!” The oldest giggles, their little hands covering their mouth as if this was a question that could possibly get them in trouble.

You hear a nervous laugh escape John’s lips. He’s clearly flustered by the question from the five-year-old.

“Just what are you two cheeky kids talking about in here?” You ask as you walk in to save John, causing the two kids to burst into a giggle fit.

The youngest buries their face into John’s shoulder, not able to respond because of the giggles.

“Kissies! You and daddy have kissies! I saw it in a picture!” Your oldest says, their little voice filled with a matter-of-fact tone.

“Oh my god.” You cover your mouth, stifling your own nervous laughter.

They had seen your wedding photos that were still in an album in your home office.

You don’t know why you kept all of those, anyway. The past was the past. Why did you feel like holding on..?

John was now also filled with amusement when he heard how the little one had known all along. He knew there wasn’t really much way to go around this one, so it was probably best to just own up to it.

“You caught us. Mummy and I used to give kissies. We used to kiss a lot actually…”

You throw a stuffy from the floor at John, cutting him off.

The kids can’t help but laugh at John’s reaction as he pretends to clutch his chest out of pain when the plush, pink teddy hits him before bouncing off of his chest and onto the floor.

“Do you like-like mummy?” The oldest asks, their curiosity getting the best of them, not being able to move on just yet.

“That’s enough, little one.” You scoop your mini-John up and hold them in your lap as you sit on the playroom floor across from John.

“We wanna know!”

John sighs, seeing the way you’re looking to him for help in the matter. He decides to intervene.

“C’mon, monkeys. It’s time we’re all done playing and we start cleaning up now, yeah?” He says, trying to get them off the topic.

“Mummy, do you like-like daddy?” They shift the question to you now, since they know they’re not getting an answer out of their daddy.

You sigh.

“I love your daddy a lot. Just like I love you two a lot.” You answer simply, hoping that will end that.

More giggles.

“Mummy loves daddy, mummy loves daddy!” They sang in a teasing way.

You and John meet eyes. You shake your head. “Our children.”

He just grins.

“Do you love mum? Yes or no.” The older asks their father now, this time more demanding.

John takes a deep breath as he finally answers.

“Yes. I love your mum. Always will.”

The kids burst into more laughter, as if their parents like-liking each other is hilarious

Eventually John sends them off into the kitchen to get snacks.

The two of you stay sitting across from each other on the floor of the playroom.

“So…” You start, feeling the tension in the air. “Are you heading back home today, then?”

John shrugs his shoulders, a tiny smirk on his lips.

“Was thinking I’d stick around. It is my weekend with the kids, after all.”

Your eyes involuntarily roll, but there’s a smile on your lips.

It’d be easier, he said.

Won’t have to bundle the kids up.

Won’t have to pack two overnight bags.

Won’t have to worry about driving them on the icy roads.

He can just stay one more night, he suggested.

“Let me clear the driveway while you think it over.” He stood up, that stupid cocky grin on his face.

You met him in the mudroom about 10 minutes later.

“Go home and get your shit.” You said, arms crossed like it was against your will.

It’s for the kids, of course.

It was his weekend with them, after all.

“They were pesterin’ you, eh?”

“Didn’t take much convincing.” You blush.

With a light swat to your backside, John gets into his truck to retrieve his belongings.

* lemme know if u want me to continue 🥺 my asks are open if y’all want to suggest smth 🫣

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