#go makka pakka!!!

[yuyusshinelight]

Good Morning feat s.mg

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♪ This post is just pure fiction. This does NOT represent Mingi in any way.

♪ English is not my first language so sorry if there's any mistake.

Vocabulary just in case someone doesn't know:

Jagi — sweetheart, darling, etc...

Note: Hi my shining stars! I was with my nephews recently and, since I love kids and Mingi has been making eyes at me lately, here I come with Mingi and his twins. I have to say that Tumblr has screwed this fic several times so, if there is something that is not understood or any mistake, I apologize. I've checked it but I could always have missed something so of you find anything, let me know. Despite that, I hope you like it and enjoy your reading. Love you all!

Oh... A free Saturday, something Mingi hadn't seen in a long, long time.

After returning from his last trip, he had been so busy going back and forth between the dance studio, the photos, the recording set... Maybe they had just returned home after several days, a tortuous week as his children said yesterday, but work had not given them a moment for themselves.

That's why the poor man fell exhausted as soon as his tired body slipped between the soft and cozy layers of his bed with you and your children. No more empty hotel beds where he found himself alone.

In all those years together, Mingi had developed the habit of reaching to the side so he could touch you, wrapping his arms around you and dragging your sleeping body to his chest to trap you in a lazy hug and continue sleeping a bit more if time permitted it. And after your children were born, the search for your sleeping body next to his became waking up between little arms and legs tangled on top of him. Something he hadn't been able to appreciate in a whole week for his misfortune and dislike.

Every time he stretched out his arms to look for one of the three of you, he found the coldness of an empty huge and no longer comfortable hotel bed.

Just like right now.

As soon as he woke up, he stretched out on the comfy expanse of his bed, which, strangely, now felt cold; and not only that, empty. Not noticing any of his children on top or his wife next to him, Mingi opened his eyes, doing a brief review of the silent and lonely room in search of that woman and those children that he swore he had fallen asleep with last night.

Why wasn't his family sleeping peacefully next to him?

After checking how early in the morning it was and stretching one last time between the sheets, the man emerged from the comforting warmth of those silky and soft fabrics, putting on some clothes to avoid the morning cold before going to the bathroom. It didn't take long for him to go out to the living room, listening more and more loudly the heartwarming melody of 'In the Night Garden', a program his twins liked with dolls that gave him quite a bad vibe but with catchy music that, once he heard it, he couldn't get it out of his head. More than once he had started humming the songs in the studio, even singing some of them absentmindedly.

The ones that bothered him the most? Those rare triplets with balls in their heads, not as rare as Makka Pakka, but pretty rare in their own. The other character was at least funny, and his song was catchy. Every time he saw Makka Pakka he remembered Hongjoong, he was very amused by his song the first time he heard Mingi singing it only to end up a few years later singing it himself all day because his son became obsessed with it.

Without wanting to disturb the peace of his twins, comfortably nestled between the big cushions of the couch, singing half asleep while they gave harmless kicks to each other, Mingi leaned down to give each of them a kiss on the head before leaving for the kitchen where it was more than likely that you would be preparing them a feeding bottle.

And there you were. With your back to the door with one bottle already ready and the other half finished. A golden opportunity for Mingi who, with a silent step, approached you to hug you from behind and steal a kiss on your cheek before hiding his face in your neck, bringing out of you a sweet smile and a soft "Good morning, jagi" You gave him a kiss on the forehead after closing the milk powder jar "It's not good when you weren't next to me when I woke up".

Even though he was adding a comedic touch, you knew Mingi was being serious. He had already told you before how sad it made him to wake up alone, even more so after spending several days away from home.

But what else could you do when those hungry mini versions of him had even pinched you to wake you up so you could make them breakfast? They hadn't even given you time to react when they had already jumped out of bed to run to the living room to put on their program.

You were a responsible mother, you weren't going to leave those two mini whirlwinds alone in the living room just because you wanted to sleep a little more. And, although you could have woken up their father so that he could feed them while you rested a bit more, Mingi was so peacefully asleep that you were sorry to wake him.

The moment you noticed his pouty lips when he lifted his head from your neck you gave him another kiss, but this one on the lips, earning a pleasant hum from him "Sorry jagi" You would have continued preparing the bottle if it weren't for your husband's sudden need to get frisky "For leaving me all alone? Give me a good reason not to tickle you right now".

Just thinking about it made you shake with laughter, Mingi knew perfectly well that this was one of your weak points, almost everything tickled you and he had taken great advantage of it several times before.

"Come on, jagi" You tried to persuade him but his hand on your waist, rising dangerously towards that point where even the touch tickled you, made you change tactics "You were so peacefully sleeping that I didn't have the heart to wake you up" his nose suddenly tickling your neck made you bristle and giggle, making him chuckle in your neck which triggered a series of shivers down your spine "Furthermore," you tried to continue despite laughing at the slightest "your children started running and you know that leaving them alone for more than a minute isn't a good idea".

Mingi knew perfectly well that you were only looking out for his well-being, last night you already looked slightly worried about how tired he had come home; he couldn't love you more.

"Thank you, love" He took the bottle you were preparing from your hands "But you're also tired, I could have helped you make them breakfast" without taking his eyes off you for a second, he closed the bottle and began to shake it to mix the powdered milk with the normal milk "Well, you can always keep an eye on them while I take a shower".

"And that's what I had planned, babe" One, two, three pecks he gave you on the lips, slapping your ass with enough force to make you take a little jump "Go and take your shower, daddy takes care of everything" he took both bottles and finally separated from your body "Good luck handling those little whirlwinds, daddy" you winked at him, an action that made the man unable to resist the temptation of stealing another quick kiss from you before you both left the kitchen, Mingi going with your kids as you went to the bathroom, laughing when you heard that cute "Whose bottles are these?" on Mingi's part, the picture of your children asking for their breakfasts with their little hands made you turn around for a moment to see that, indeed, they were doing exactly that.

In the end, it was how they asked you every morning.

Well, as long as they were in their father's hands you could shower in peace. And that's what you did, take a refreshing and much-needed shower from which you came out faster than you expected. The need to see your babies in their father's arms you thought, laughing at that same though.

With such a beautiful scene you came across when you appeared in the living room again: your children comfortably placed in their father's lap while Mingi gave them their bottles, their gaze fixed on the television as they grabbed their father's hands with both their tiny hands.

It was certainly a scene you could never get tired of.

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

THE METATRON IS THE FIRST VOICE I HAVE ANY MEMORY OF. HE'S... DEREK JACOBI NARRATED IN THE NIGHT GARDEN. MY EARLIEST AUDIO MEMORIES INVOLVE THE METATRON SAYING "MAKKA PAKKA APPA YAKKA MIKKA MAKKA MOO."

I HAVE MEMORIES OF HIS VOICE BEFORE I HAVE MEMORIES OF MY PARENTS' VOICES.

I JUST FOUND THIS OUT AND I'M GOING TO SCREAM. HE NARRATED THE SHOW THAT PUT ME TO SLEEP WHEN I WAS A YEAR OLD. I STILL HEAR IT IN MY HEAD WHENEVER I'M TRYING TO SLEEP, TO COMFORT ME.

THIS IS NOT OKAY I'M NOT OKAY I'M NOT PROCESSING THIS HELLO I'M SURE HE'S A LOVELY GENTLEMAN I'M JUST NOT PROCESSING IT

THIS IS ONE OF MY DEEPEST AND OLDEST CORE AUDIO MEMORIES, THE ENTIRE NARRATION OF IN THE NIGHT GARDENS, A CBEEBIES (BBC'S KIDS CHANNEL) SHOW AND NOW @CHAOTICGENDERFLOOD HAS TAMPERED WITH CORE MEMORIES AND THE LOVELY AND MOTHERFUCKING @good-usernames-were-taken CURSED US ALL WITH THIS:

[thinkingredwizard]

Hobbits, Moomins, Makka-Pakka, what is this category and who else should go in it? (Hobbits and Makka-Pakka live underground, Moomins do not. Hobbits and Moomins are whimsical creatures used to tell stories with a kind of melancholy, Makka-Pakka is just kinda vibing?)

[modx-reborn]

As a man, I want Simpbur to dom the everliving fuck outta me

-Makka Pakka Anon

I am very slow on asks but you know what I can understand this, while I am not cock default enabled I can understand this.

He has that thin frame and it's just perfect for looming as he presses your thighs open, fitting himself so perfectly in between them, one of his hands moving to spread you wide and tease with the idea of stretching you open and getting you ready to take him.

Only for him to pull away, drizzling lube against your hole and rutting himself against you, taking his own pleasure and watching how you buck up into him.

We know he is a mess of a man, but if he's topping you know his full of sweet vitriol, praise tinted with harsh words about how you had let him this close, how pathetic you must be to be so sweet for him of all people, how desperate he was for you and how good it must feel to have him rutting his cock against you like this.

Regardless of whether your bigger or smaller than him he would definitely wrap his hand around your cock and sigh about how good it would feel in his mouth, how good you would have to be for him to suck you off, he is also 100% going to ruin your orgasm if he dose, pulling away just as those first few throbs pass along his tongue, letting your cum dribble down your shaft and across his fingers.

Him topping would 100% be a dirty experience.

[thelastwalkingsoul]

My thoughts while watching episode 3 of The Last of Us

Ep 1 | Ep 2

- God the intro never fails to make me do a little happy wiggle lol

- That stupid Makka Pakka tik tok is all I can think about while watching Joel stack rocks ffs

- Wow Bill really has it all set up. More so than the game but we’ll see lol

- I swear to god if they make me like Frank and then kill him off I’m gonna go kill someone

- FRANK. Sir you look like an overeager puppy. Sound like one too. God I love him already

- Get you a man who will ask you for food, shower, eat said food then randomly play your piano

- Then kiss you apparently. FUCK I love them already this is bad

- THE STRAWBERRY SCENE AHHHH

- oh my god do not make Frank die to raiders I swear to god

- God they grew old together how dare you show us happy old gays ahhhh

- NOPE OMG IM SOBBING

- THAT TRACK TOO IM GONE

- oh that letter hurts

- also oooh the rules convo, I was waiting for that

- Ellie baby why’d you take the gun

- Not her being excited to be in a car and not knowing what a seatbelt is haha

- I love the little nods to her liking space. The plane, her comparing t be car to a spaceship

- Ok wow they really went hmmm what can we do with the Bill section of the game and decided to show us a beautiful gay relationship fucking hell

[injangism]

when life gets hard, i just go 'makka pakka akka wakka mikka makka moo. makka pakka appa yakka ikka akka oo. hum dum agga pang ing ang oo. makka pakka akka wakka mikka makka moo.' and thug it out.

[one-time-i-dreamttt]

i was in a haunted house themed harry potter castle and the fire alarm went off. we all had to leave, but we were in a camp and there were so many people it took ages. people were lobbing their wands down the stairwell and other people were stopping to pick them up. and i got stuck behind a fucking seal. a big seal. and it couldn't get down the stairs because it was a seal. i did try to help it but it did sort of make its way down in the end. i did ask if anyone knew why there was a seal, and someone replied they were waiting to release it when it rained. they were gonna like put it on the roof and hope it just went back to sea. i was like wtf

we finally got down and i was waiting for my sister. while i was waiting, i looked around to figure out how to get out since at one point i was on the stairs going down but when i reached the next flight of stairs and ended up going back to where i'd been.

i finally figure out how to get out after finding dobby's wand, and i make it to the bottom floor still waiting for my sister. and there's this weird rotating circle that you can sit in, just in the wall but i walk past it and find the door. i get to the door and it turns out we're actually in a theme park, but it's closed which means we shouldn't be there. and i go to walk out, but e.t. finds me, except it's not e.t.. i'm calling it e.t. because that's what i called it in my head, but it actually looks like makka pakka, but green. he was just like going about his business, and then he saw me, and he's making these weird clicking noises

i was scared he was gonna chuck me out so i went back to the harry potter castle to wait for my sister and i can still hear these clicking noises getting closer and closer. and then it reaches me

[updownlately]

I loved makka pakka and upsy daisy, you're just being mean. Next time I see them I might be able to give it a go tho

i thought we were talking about food for a second 😅

in my defence you can't tell me that if you saw this irl you wouldn't freak tf out:

anon if you can find me two more people that agree with you, i will personally apologize and retract my statement, but in the meantime i stand firmly by it

[falcqns]

𝖎𝖋 𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖞 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖐𝖓𝖊𝖜

𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤: daddy!Bucky Barnes x little!Reader, little!Reader x oc!Becca

𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: Bucky goes on a mission, and you're left alone with Becca while little.

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘: fluff! ddlg relationship!

𝖆/𝖓: part two to absolutely smitten! title is from Daughter by Sleeping At Last. hope you enjoy!

when Bucky informed you about the mission, you were sad.

you didn't like it when he went away, but ever since Becca arrived, you hated it 10 times more. you didn't want Becca to grow up without a father, and you didn't want to parent, or life, without Bucky.

he promised you it would be quick, and that you could handle it, but you didn't know how you were supposed to handle it when you were worrying about him constantly. Becca was 6 months old, and even she seemed to be worried.

the first two days go well. you and Becca have a routine, and the days are smooth. she doesn't throw any tantrums, and you are able to suppress your little urges during the day, only slipping when she is in bed for the night.

then, the third day comes, and everything goes wrong. Becca wakes up during the night, screaming and begging for Dada, and almost loses it when you calmly tell her that Dada will be back in a few days. after 2 hours, you get her to settle down and go back to sleep, and you fell asleep quickly as well.

that sleep was short lived however, when she woke up at 6:30 on the dot, just like her Dada. you pulled her in bed with you, and she fell back asleep for another 40 minutes, but woke up at 7:11 and was refusing to sit still, so you took her into the kitchen for breakfast.

you felt yourself start to slip while feeding her applesauce, one of your favourite little snacks, but tried your best to ignore it.

you felt yourself slip even further when the two of you were playing dollies, and by the time that she was down for her nap, you were fully little. it wasn't that you couldn't take care of Becca while little, it was just that you always had Bucky with you while you took care of her, and you didn't think you'd be able to juggle both.

Becca seemed to notice that something was off when she woke up, and gave you a lot of extra cuddles while you tried your hardest to prep her bottle. Bucky seemed to notice that this would happen before he left, and he had taped step by step instructions on how to prep her bottle to the backsplash underneath the cupboards.

you sat down with Becca on the couch, and the two of you turned on The Night Garden, something that you both loved. it was calm and happy, no loud noises or fast activities. you two watched as the theme song played, and IgglePiggle walked on screen with his blankie.

you both giggled when Makka Pakka tried to clean IgglePiggle, and you smiled when you felt Becca grab a hold of your hand. she might be a daddy's girl, but she was your little bestie, and she knew it as well.

the episode ended, and the two of you went back into the playroom.

"wanna have a tea party, Becca?" you asked, and she giggle and clapped. "okay. we gotta put our pwetty dresses on that Dada got us." you said, and the two of you headed into your bedroom. at the back of the closet, were matching Disney Princess dresses that Bucky had gotten for the two of you. you held Becca up to the dresses, and she picked out the yellow sparkly one, Belle's dress. you grabbed the two dresses, and a few minutes later, you and Becca were sitting at the small table in the playroom having a tea party.

"how many sugar cubes you want, Becca?" you asked, and she gurgled at you. "3? okay."

by the time dinner time came, Becca had settled down, and was almost ready for bed. you reheated the leftovers from last night, and chopped Becca's up smaller for her. you tried to figure out the highchair, but couldn't quite figure out how to get the buckles to clip, so you gave up, and the two of you had a picnic on the floor while watching Princess and The Frog. when you two finished dinner, you grabbed the cushions off the couch, as well as all the blankets and pillows you could find in the apartment, and made a fort.

you finished that movie, then followed it up with Tangled. Becca dozed off next to you on her pile of pillows just as Maximus was chasing after Flynn, and you passed out right after the two of them sang "I See The Light".

when you woke up, the credits were rolling, and Bucky was moving around in the kitchen. you stood up, still in your princess dress you realized, and walked over to him.

"hi dada," you said quietly, and he smiled at you. he had changed out of his tactical gear, and into his pyjamas, his hair still wet from his shower.

"hi baby girl. I see you took such good care of Becca today. did you two have a tea party?" he asked, gesturing to your dress. you nodded, and giggled as he picked you up.

"good girl. where is Becca?" he asked and you pointed to the living room.

"she fell asleep durin' Tangled, and I weft her where she was." you said and Bucky chuckled as he walked into the living room and saw his daughter in a starfish position on the pillows that were originally on your's and his bed.

"well, since the other princess fell asleep there, and it looks like you used all the pillows and blankets in the apartment, why don't we nap here with Ms Becca?" he asked you and you nodded enthusiastically.

"yay dada! sleepover!" you exclaimed, as you cuddled up in between your daddy and best friend.

Bucky watched the two of you sleep, and smiled to himself.

he never thought he'd have this. he had a beautiful daughter, and a wonderful fiancee who devoted her entire life to him and their daughter, mainly their daughter. even though you were little, you still took exceptional care of the 6 month old.

with you two, the sun shone a little brighter, and the weight of the world is a little lighter.

[dontmindmeoverthere]

If Makka Pakka was going to carry out the death penalty, would he stone the guilty to death?

[grumpy-aino]

"Makka Pakka also lives in a cave. Who do we know lives in caves? FBI Agents who are on missions."

the official fandom page for makka pakka is going to be my downfall.

https://inthenightgarden.fandom.com/wiki/The_secret_life_of_Makka_Pakka

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

(Didn't want to hijack Vel's post, so sending you an ask instead)

Happy birthday Asmi!

-@go-to-sleep-asmi

PS: Do you like my new pfp?

MAKKA PAKKA!!! THANK YOU! Hehe ye it's still 7th May in some timezones so I shan't sleep.

Here's another Cbeebies show from my toddlerhood, Charlie and Lola, which works just as well when I'm now 20 as it did when I was 2. Ta daa:

*smiles innocently*

[ashtonsdrumstixs]

Rating the nicknames I have in discord

Bubs 7/10 ( classic)

Powerpuff queen 8/10 ( makes me laugh )

Traitor ( for leaving one cult for another ) 6/10 ( not creative)

Bubblegum 10/10 ( my favorite)

Makka pakka revolution (10/10 and still going strong )

The pink makka ( same reason as traitor) 6/10

[ao3feed-bakusquad]

A Love That Can Never Happen

A Love That Can Never Happen by Makka Pakka

Bakugo loses his hearing, kirishima gets hanahaki disease and a plan in work for years gets started. Bakugo being the stubborn person he is, doesn't want to go back home and kirishima has to look after him. Things get difficult as the two become closer and secrets get spilled. Kirishima loses hope in his friend, or maybe more than friend and Bakugo has to make his mother proud.

Words: 7964, Chapters: 3/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Mitsuki, Bakugou Katsuki's Parents, Kirishima Eijirou, Class 1-A, First One For All User, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou

Additional Tags: Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Protective League of Villains, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, U.A. Has a Traitor, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Hanahaki Disease, Life Debt, Repaying Debt, Deaf Bakugou Katsuki, Deaf Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Pain

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36625063

[solardrink]

IGGLE PIGGLE MAKKA PAKKA OOPSY DAISY WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IM LOSING MY MIND IM GOING BONKERS

[ranbob-of-mizu]

hello its me again i may end up becoming a regular on this blog so apologies in advance for any stupid behavior you witness from me starting now. anyways look up makka pakka in google go to images and tell me your opinion on him

Makka Pakka is very kind, very soft, and very liable to kill me in my sleep. I do not think I want to allow Makka Pakka into Mizu. I might ask him to greet visitors, though.