#proud litl boy

[amorprezioso]

Vooolaaare ooooooo ~

[buttercuparry]

It is deeply sickening how even privacy has become a luxury for palestinians who are fundraising on this website. Since October 7th, Gazans have had to document their own genocide at great cost to themselves for no fault of their own;  they have had to risk their lives to show you the bombings; they have had to record themselves bleeding. 

They have had to show the tremendous personal loss they have suffered and their grief of it - all so that the Zionist narrative wouldn't be the only thing that gets peddled around in the digital space. But it seems like the more the months pass, and the atrocities keep mounting - the more people in the online space become desensitized to the suffering, and in fact are convinced that they are owed these documentation to even begin to care ( it has become especially clear after the recent smear campaign that put the entire demographic under horrible scrutiny ). 

It is honestly so disgustingly voyeuristic to me- this demand to be allowed into someone’s grief so that you can be convinced that they too are of flesh and blood, to demand that they put their suffering on display for your judgement on their authenticity, to put the burden on THEM to do the work of breaking you out of your easy apathy towards their suffering.

For months, my friend Siraj Abudayeh ( @siraj2024 ) has tried to protect his and his family’s privacy. For months he has talked of Gaza and given you updates as is his capacity as a journalist. He thought that this would be enough for the people to understand just how much his family has to fight everyday to survive. But it seems like that didn't really cut it for a lot of users on tumblr, because his fundraiser stagnates every 12 hours when his updates stop circulating around tumblr. 

So as much as it pains him to share this with an apathetic audience that may very well scroll past this post- he has agreed to talk a bit about his precious son, Amir, who has fallen sick with an infectious skin disease. 

So don't you dare ignore this!!

You have demanded that Siraj perform; that he prove that he is a real person with a real family to protect- so here is Siraj with a story about his son. It is a reflection of how desperate he feels to willingly give up the privacy he fought to protect for months. So you better pay attention now!

Siraj's son Amir is a stubborn boy. It is impossible to move him from his position once he is convinced of something. This also makes him competitive and Siraj is proud to say that Amir had been on his school’s swimming team. “First level in the swimming course,” Siraj tells me with obvious pride. Amir has an exceptional ability to memorize too- quickly moving through his lessons and thus almost always having a place in the school celebrations of outstanding students. 

Amir is stubbornly kind too. Amidst the bombings - this little boy didn't think of only saving himself. He carried his cat Jimmy all the way from the North of Gaza to the South. In Siraj’s words: He did not leave Jimmy for a moment, not even to take his shoes off, when it tore after hours of walking. 

The two month old cat died a month into their displacement - with no food available, Amir had to watch his beloved pet waste away, desperate and yet unable to help in anyway. Tell me now, is this horrifying tidbit sufficient documentation of Amir’s unchilding? Is this enough? 

Or do you also want to know of the shock Amir received on learning that his cousins have been martyred? Will you make Siraj describe this in all of its horrifying detail too? How his child has lost so much of his childhood to this war when he should be studying, going to school, and playing with his brothers and friends instead?

Their books, their school, their pet, their toys have all been lost in this genocide. Do they have to lay out all the indignities they are facing at your feet, do they have to lose the litle privacy they have left in that cramped, pest-ridden tent of theirs to convince you to not turn the other way?

Tell me what will finally be enough to make you pay attention?? What would be enough to convince you that Siraj’s survival fund is as much an emergency as all the other evacuation funds ?? I will ask him to share and we can all lay it out for you, because apparently some of you need a record of all that suffering presented to you like its a portfolio to give a fuck.

Siraj is tired, his wife Halima is too. Amir and his siblings have lost so much of themselves during these past 10 months. None of them are the people they used to be, and it is something they will carry for the rest of their lives!!

So please!

Please if Siraj has performed enough for you, then fucking donate to his campaign.

He has been fundraising from June!!! He has talked to hundreds of people and has bonded with enough of them to be considered a personal friend of theirs. Many have even agreed to share his story and many others have offered to hold commissions and raffles for him- but despite this, he still hasn't even crossed the halfway mark of his campaign yet!! What can a handful of friends do? When the mass of tumblr population isn't convinced of his suffering!

Amir is in constant pain right now due to the infection- and his brothers are beginning to show similar symptoms as him. They are all very unwell. 

The money would go to helping Amir and his brothers survive!!

I can't tell you how frustrating it is to see this everyday when i personally know just how much Siraj sacrifices to make his presence known here- from braving the 3km route when he can get caught in crossfire- all so that he may have a hotspot connection at an exorbitant price. It burns away the money that might have gone into acquiring food and water.

WE ARE RUNNING OUT OF TIME!!!

SIRAJ NEEDS TO GET TO 40K WITHIN THIS WEEK SO THAT WE CAN BEGIN TO WORK TOWARDS THE LATTER HALF OF THE CAMPAIGN.

THIS IS URGENT. SIRAJ NEEDS TO MOVE ONTO HIS NEXT GOALS AS SOON AS POSSIBLE TO GET HIS KIDS TO SAFETY!

PLEASE DONATE ANY AMOUNT YOU CAN SPARE, THIS CANNOT WAIT.

Every MINUTE, every  SECOND we delay meeting his goal, it costs siraj and his family more than some of us will ever understand.

Please help him out. It is the least we can do right now-> vetting at 219 on Hussein's spreadsheet.

[sister-l0cati0n]

Do you have any headcanons for the families of the different Wammy's Boys/how they were orphaned? The only one we ever get a backstory for is Near, and that's in non-canon material lol

I'm yet to read AN so idk about BB lol

How the wammy's boys got orphaned

Thank you so much for your Req! {\_/} ♡

Tw: Angst kinda?

Contains: 1.Matt 2.Mello 3. Near 4.L

🎮| Matt:

-He got into wammy's house when he was about 12

-His father left him early with six leading his mother into a Permissive parenting style their relastionship was clearly strained after his father left his mother

-She still loved her litle son..not for too long though in a fall evening Matt's mother picked him up from his friends house and just about 13 minutes later their car chrashed its like a switch flipped in Matt's mother in her hospital bed she could't even bare to see her son blaming him for the accident because SHE needed to pick HIM up as soon as she got released she told him open and honest she cant handle him anymore or alone stand him with the demand to pack his stuff she give him one last tense ride before leaving him in the orphanage

🍫| Mello:

-He was 11 when he got in the Wammy's house

-His parents were both married his mother had a Uninvolved parenting style and his father had a authoritarian parenting style the reslove= Feeling not good enough and being very emotinal though Mello was mostly driven by supressed anger or stress

-He had a poor relastionship to his father and it felt like his mother didnt take care of him in school he got very good grades but he kept misbehaving or competed with other kids or would even fight with them did he start the fights? Mostly not but he also stole from two stores and got cough once Mello's father did not appreciate the trouble even after he gave so many punishments and at one agurment he just snapped and threatend to put him into a orphanage mello didnt belive it and contuined the next day his stuff got packed for him and he faced wammy's house

🎲| Near: (Headcannon too)

-He got into the wammys house with 12

-He had always lived with his Father and grandma he got raises with a Authoritative style his father was in awe when he saw that he got such a gifted litle boy he bhought him puzzles and color books though Near was mostly interested in the puzzles Near's father would laugh in glee and proud when he got a high test score

-His father found out about Wammy's house and offerd Near to bring him there explaining how they would fall apart but Near could lock in with a good stable future for a price of being L's next successor and how how could proof his skills Near thought about it for the weekend before agreeing 4 months after he joined wammy's house his father died by kira's hands due to comitting armed roberry

🍰| L:

-He got into wammys house with 11-12

[Sorry if there is a cannon age]

-His mother raised him alone and had a Discerning parenting style

-L's mother was hard working single parent there were days where she overworked but seeing how smart he was took a lot of stress off her shoulders every 4 months she invinted her sisters and mother to their house there was always lots of cake and candy for L at one meeting L got tired earlier then usuall so he went to bed early he didnt sleep for more then 1-2 hours before his grandma and one of the aunts came in sobbing crying picking up L he didnt even know what was happening all he knew it was he was staying with his Grandma for a few days just on the last days he got told that his mother and his second aunt had a conflict wich escalated into violance and that his mother wasnt in the right state to take care of him anymore ever and so he got handed to Mr.Wammy

OKAY THAT WAS A LOT (Poor babies)

I just tried to go with what i think made sense for how they behave and just kinda went with a feeling?

I hope you could enjoy it and Feel always free to send any kind of Req for headcannons,reactions,etc for the wammys boys i didnt include BB cause i wasnt sure if he counts if you specificly want him included you can write it in the request! Thats it byeee ♡♡♡

[livdoesthingz]

mlm asks

1-40

idc if your serious or not i will fucking do this no joke

1. LAP LAP LAP LAP LA

2.hoodies all ghe way

3. uuummmmmm clubbing

4. leather.? idfk😞

5. their diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiferent hairstyles i like their different hairstyles mhm

6. i don’t drink tea i am american and proud /j

7. uuummm i don’t drink coffee either

8. orng

9. nuh uh

10. hell yes i do @redmegarex

11. i don’t like sports 😞

12. NEON

13. only REAL men wear makeup. and i am. not. a real man. im scared of makeup. ummm

14. TALLER I WANT THEM TALL AS FUCK

15. HAND KISSES ALL THE WAY

16. ummm i dunno all of them smell the same to me

17. getting lost in forest

18. cabin getaway because it’s more secluded and 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂…

19. zero day next question

20. uhh hell yeah!!

21. YES @redmegarex

22. I NEED SIT IN LAP. H

23. CLOTH

24. aUM WHEN WEHN UM VRO THOUGHT I REJECTED HIM IT S FUNNYYYYYY

25. I DONT KNOW EITHER WAY I GUESS?

26. UNLESS HIS LAST NAME IS COOL AS FUCK HELL NO MINE ALL THE WAY

27. H H HELL NAW!!!

28. YeSSSSSS

29. UM UMMM ANY COMPLIMENT

30. FALLING ASSEP NEXT TO HIM AT NIGHT AAAHAHGH

31. NUH UH!!!

32. EVERYTHIBG I DO NOT CARE PUNCH ME IN TJE FACE AND IM CREAMING EVERYWHERE

33. DOG PARK!!!!

34. LITLE SPPOON AAAHAHAGAHDH

35. EVERYTHING!!!!!

36. YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYE

37. I THJNK THEYRE FUCKINFN ADORABLE

38. NUH UH IM SCARED SHITLESS OF DOING YHAT STUFF

39. SHY

40. UH UHHHHHHAAHAHA IN MY BED BY MILLIONARES

[bronwiebear-brad]

Giiiiirl! Listen this I know u only write about Bradleyboy but I see that u fancy the holland boys and haz 😏😏 (who doesn't right?) so pleaseeeee write something with them, pleaaaaaaaaase 🥺love you writing so much it would mean the world for me 💛

A/N: You all know that I cannot resist my sweet anon’s requests, so consider this an early christmas gift. Lmao. I hope your staying healthy. Btw I’ve choosen the most soft boy ever aka Harry Holland because that boy is lovely af - also this is my first time writing about the boys so pls be gentle 💛

Warnings: nothing much just a few curse words.

Spending quarentine and 24/7 trapped inside a house with the most loud, messy, cheeky boys ever wasn’t actually in your dream plans. Everyone got a part of their day busy, either was college, work, cooking, drinking, boys silly videogames challenges, boardgames and a lot of pranks. But apart from all that quarentine was making you guys build strong bonds.

You all tried to be active, productive and keep the days busy. But let me tell you this: that boys were always up to no good.

You were siting in the living room with your laptop in the coffee table and paying extreme attention to your zoom class. Harrison was in his, writing a few emails and you both were enjoying the quietness of the room while your teacher rambled about something important.

You totally missed Harry cheekily giggling and running into the living room, disappearing right after into the backyard. But little boy Tom definitely not gone unnoticed when he came shouting and shirtless, trying to catch his brother, making a quick appearence into your lecture since you had your camera and mic on the moment he passed behind you.

“HARRY! YOU’RE GONNA GET IT, YOU DICKHEAD!” Tom disapeared into the backyard door and Harrison looked at you trying his best not to laugh. You were looking at your classmates, with your face pale and widen eyes as you were noticing some of them laughing, freaking out and most importantly, your teacher had this serious unread expression on his face.

“That's it, I'm completely done”. You thought to yourself while smiling awkardly to the camera and thinking about million ways to murder Thomas freaking Holland.

"Wait, wasn't that dude, Spiderman?" Your teacher asked making Harrison and the rest of the class brust in laughter, meanwhile you grew red.

Apart from ruining zoom lectures, spending quality time with your bestfriends was the best thing. But most important, spending quality time with your very special friend Harry. Of course he didn’t knew he had a special place in you heart - and you meant to keep that way - but you two were very close and as the days went by it was more dificult to pretend that he didn’t make your stomach funny every morning when he came down and kissed your cheek, smelling heavenly with his sleepy eyes and messy curls.

Harrison was the mainly reason you've met Harry and the rest of the boys. It was during a summer break where you joined an workshop to learn more about the process of making movies and writing scripts. You didn't want to persue that professionally, but you needed exciting things to do on your summer break from high school so why not join a class to discuss movies?

You two got along right away after the teacher set you together to recreate a new ending for Titanic. You both did a comic approach, making everyone in the group laugh and even the teacher said that you were really a good duo. You had the writing skills and he had the acting. You were pretty unaware of Harrison’s truly intentions tho. But the minute he noticed your general interests about certain genres and cinema in general, the way you discuss the photography, scripts and plots even tho you didn’t understand very well about it and just by the way you stood in the theaters reading all the credits after a movie just ended. All of that simple things, reminded him of something. Or to be more precised, someone. That someone was nothing less than Harry Holland.

So he knew that he had to settle up you two, that you two would get along very well but Harrison wasn't going to force it, it had to happen naturally. That's why you started to hang out more with him. Going out to lunch or drink coffee, study sessions in the library, parties or movie sessions in his house and that eventually, gave you Tom.

Tom usually came with Harrison to the study sessions, studying his scrips and even joined the workshop at one point. Sadly he got off when he started working on the first big challenge in his career and all the Spiderman thing.

You three grew together and everyone started to getting in the right way of their lifes. Of course Tom knew his best friend's intentions from the start and decided to join the team of cupids.

It was needed one night at the pub, where you three were drinking and having a good time, to steping the plan to a whole another level.

"Guys, I'm going to quit the workshop." You said camly making Tom frown and Harrison almost spit his drink.

No no no, his plan didn't even started yet!! He thought.

"What? Why?!" Tom whined. After he had to quit it because his filming career, he was truly excited about his two best friends doing something similar to his job. He like the heated arguments and opinions about the films on movie nights, like you all had some sorta of film club.

"Did you got a boyfriend, is that it?" Harrison talked curious. "He doesn't let you hang with us?" He leaned on the tabled talking low as if he was saying a secret password.

"No Harrison, I'm still single. What the hell?" You chuckled and rolled your eyes.

This man and his obsession with my lofe life. You thought.

“I'm starting college and thats a big deal. I'm not going to have time to commit there, I only joined it as a hobby and it's been two years, guys." You smiled at them noticing their attention on you. "Also, I'm searching for a flat here, downtown before it all starts and I'm not finding anything." You simple explain frowning and taking a long sip on your drink and Tom's eyes lit up. He was proud of his flash thinking. Even if sometimes he wished he could just shut up and don’t say stupid things as his brothers would say to him.

"Move in with us, there's enough room there!" He let out excited. His eyes moved to Harrison and the blonde boy raised an eyebrow thinking further and understanding his best friend cheeky expression.

"Yeah, you could join us, darling. Real estate is a mess these days" Harrison smiled widely and your jaw dropped.

Are they serious right now?

"As if you knew about real estate." Tom rolled his eyes and Harrison playfully smacked his head.

"Uh-I-I don't know... You don't live there alone, what about the other guys? I don’t want to change the frat crazy house of yours.." You weren't sure if it was a good idea to move to a house without asking the other people who lived there.

"Oh you mean my brother Harry?" You nod after whatching Tom carefully. "He is super excited to met you, we’ve talk a lot about you". He simply let out making Harrison widen his blue eyes.Tom and his big mouth.

"Wait what?!" You asked being caught in surprise.

Three years later and there you were, standing in the kitchen, after Tom cooked dinner - by cooking you mean ordering - since it was your and Harry's turn to wash the dishes. As you washed the plates, he dried them with a white towel and was humming a song that was playing from his playlist. - swear that boy had a playlist for everything.

"Did you and Tom got your script thing sorted out yet?" You asked while passing a plate under the water. He stopped singing and listened to you carefully.

"Yeah, we are pretty far ahead. Moving to find a good plot. It's pretty hard" He answer grabbing the plate from your hands and noticing your eyes on his face, blushing slightly. "Don't tell Tom but I can give you the abstracts if you want to have a read? I know how much you love to read." He smiled and looked at your face properly. You were smiling widely and his heart softened finding your dimple extremely cute.

"Really?!" You sound so excited that he chuckled nodding.

"Of course. You're running out of books to read, I was planing on giving you one for Christmas but-" he continued driyng the plates but got caught in surprised when you kissed his cheek and said thanks. Seconds later he was right back in the kitchen after a short trip to the moon. "How's the online classes going?" He smiled, still blushing from your previous interaction, and looked at your face.

"It's going good." You stopped for a few seconds just admiring his face and the way his curls fell into his face lazily. He looked extremely cute in that green sweater. "I think my teacher fancies me more now. After the litle acident and knowing I share roof with spiderman, the dude." You said with a funny expression and you both laughed.

"Glad I could contribute on such achievements, miss." He bumped his shoulder into yours playfully. And you laughed even more. Your giggles filling the kitchen and besides the music playing on his playlist, Harry swore it was the most beautiful melodies he ever heard.

You two returned your attention to the sink and as you were doing it you got caugh in a Arctic Monkeys music playing and trying to remember the lyrics.

Click.

Your attention was brought back after hearing a camera and seeing a flash. Harry was still looking at you thru the lense with a lovely smile.

"Harry? Oh my god, no!" You blushed at his bold moves. "I'm looking horrible right now. Why did you take a picture?"

"Nonsense. You look so cute while doing the dishes." He turned the camera, showing you the picture and you blushed even more.

"Eww. Please, delete it." You warned and he chuckled putting the camera straps above his neck and resting the camera on his chest.

"I'm not going to delete it, love." He kept his task as you. "Sorry not sorry." He laughed maliciously and you rolled your eyes.

"You're going to delete it." You looked at him and he clicked his tongue.

"Uh-uh." He hummed moving his head negatively and his curls balanced up and down. That was a good sight.

"Oh yeah?" You raised and eyebrow asking one more time and didn't even gave him the time to turn your direction. Your hands already throwing him foam and he stepped back, foam hitting his hoodie and his chest.

He smirked but his hands went to his camera, inspection it.

"Oh shit, the camera." Your mouth making a "o" shape. "Im sorry H, I didn't thought about it." You pouted giving him the most apologetic smile and he pulled a poker face at you for a few minutes.

You were starting to believe that you actually broke the device but then he started to laugh hard.

"It's water proof, dummy." He showed you his tongue and hit you smoothly with the towel in your face.

"You absolute arse!" You thrown him more foam and after a peace threaten by his hands up, he finally stopped laughing. "Im serious now, delete the picture, carrot." You warned and he laughed at the nickname.

"I think I'm going to set it as my wallpaper." His words rolled out of his tongue so easily as he concentrate on drying the plates again and you didn't even moved from your spot, getting caught by his words.

"What?" You asked finally, studying his face and his eyes opened widely. "Harry why use my picture as your background?" You dried your hands.

Did I said that out loud? Damn it, Harry you fucking dick. He thought.

"Hmm..." He swallowed. "It's a really nice picture. You look rather pretty.... And I-uh kinda like you, I guess." His hands scratching his head and his blood stopping running thru his body. Well there wasn't no intention of hidden it now.

"Oh I'm so enjoying this." Tom said to Harrison, as they were siting across the room in the couch watching the whole scene in silence. You two didn't even noticed them spying.

"It's a romcom and we were the directors of it." Harrison joked and Tom chuckled.

"Thanks." You smiled and went to hug Harry. "You look rather pretty too." You said into his shoulder and earned a kind smile from him "Look." You were closer to him and your head moved back to look into his eyes properly, his hand traveled to your back and laid way to high for your liking. But it was Harry, and he was always so respectful that he didn't want to be sneaky or ruin the moment by placing his hands too down. You found that gesture so cute.

"I think I kinda like you, too." Your face got closer to his and his eyes closed feeling your hot breath hit his face. You stand there admiring his freckles for minutes.

"Do we have to move their heads too?" Harrison asked whispering. The duo was watching the scene unfold ahead of them with frowning expressions.

"Why aren't they kissing?" Tom dramatically pulled a face as if their plan came out totally wrong after all those years of dedication.

Harry started to dance slowly, his lashes clicked a few times and he opened his eyes. And you followed him. You both had silly smiles on your faces and after a long time of slowly dancing in his arms. He lean in, kissing you passionately. And you returned the kiss, like you meant to tell him that you loved him all along.

Continuously gags and whistles followed by an loud “FINALLY” from Harrison could be heard from the kitchen making Harry and you pull back from the kiss and stare at the boys. You both smiled and kissed again.

"Oh get a room you two!" Tuwaine shouted after entering the kitchen surprisingly and seeing you.

Despite that, you two didn't pulled back and Harry gave them the middle finger, covering your faces and the kiss with his hand, from the sneaky bastards across the room.

"We've created monsters" Tom's statement made everyone laugh.

[morganspenelope]

Here are some morcia as parents/parents to-be headcanons from the top of my head:

-When Garcia is pregnant with Morgan's child he is instantly protective and checks in on her anytime he can.

-Whenever morgan and garcia get home from a case morgan instantly pampers garcia and gives her feet massages,pedicures,manicures,ETC...(which makes Penelope fall in love with him even more)

-Morgan and garcia go to one of their ultrasounds later on in penelopes pregnancy and find out their having twins.

-Whenever morgan and garcia are together in her pregnancy(which is almost all the time) morgan will always be rubbing her belly and telling the morcia twins about how much he loves them both so much even though he hasn't even seen them yet,and how he is going to protect them for the rest of their lives no matter how old they get.

-morgan always makes sure garcia is treated like a queen throughout her pregnancy with the twins and will literally do everything for her(carrying her purse,painting her beautiful nails,cooking her dinner,etc...)

-when the morcia twins are born they have a girl who they decide to name Francine grace Morgan,and a boy who they decide to name hank micheal morgan.(litle Francine is a mini babygirl,and little Hank is a mini Derek)

-morgan is so proud of Penelope after giving birth and he thanks her so much for giving birth to their babygirl and babyboy that he would go to the ends of the earth to protect,and he just keeps telling garcia that he wants to even more little babygirls and hotstuffs with her.

Well here's some of my morcia headcanons. I'm sorry if their not the best, I am new to this whole writing thing.😂🌟☺❤

[giyuu-no-tsuma]

Tomioka Giyuu x Pregnant!Reader: Meeting the Baby

Something I wanted to write this morning :3

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There you were sitting in the tatami of your room, your husband’s arm around you. After the long battle came to an end, the two of you who suffered a bit of injuries, you losing sight in your right eye and your husband his right arm.

You were in the last month of your pregnancy, while you and Giyuu were Demon Slayers, for those months you fougth with a large belly, but who said it would stop you from fighting? It didn’t, you were quite skilled. But that didn’t mean it didn’t worry your husband, who was constantly chiding you to just lay down, you had a baby forming inside you and for they’re safety you had to be laying down. Of course you always answered him with

“Ah, don’t worry about that, Giyuu. This is our baby, he or she will have blood of warriors, this is already training for them!”

And you had your way for the next eighth months. Even knowing you were pregnant, you were part of the final battle, the more angsty-filled battle that you two could ever get into. The battle were you were to lose your right eye, and gain a few scars, but thankfully enough, you didn’t lose what was precious to both Giyuu and you; your baby.

You remembered being unconscious for like six days. When you opened your eyes Giyuu almost choked you in the tight hug he gave you, this was the very first time you saw him cry. You also cried, you two were like this for like two hours straight.

And now for the next month, being the last month of carrying the little being inside you. No more tension for you and your husband. And Giyuu and you promised to tell your little baby about your adventures in demon slaying. 

Now you were there sitting, happily chilling with your husband, it was a little strange seeing him with just one arm, but you helped him find his way in things he wasn’t able to do anymore.

“Giyuu, Giyuu! Quick put your hand!” You squealed and took his one hand placing it right on your tummy. You watched Giyuu smile softly and rubbing his hand all over.

“Seems like they will be quite hyper, only a few more weeks and we’ll finally meet them.” Giyuu said softly, enjoying feeling the baby, his baby... your baby.

It finally came the day, Giyuu went out to get some help and came back with the only person he thought that could help, his master, Urokodaki. He’d gotten Shinobu but well she was no longer alive. So his teacher would help them.

You were in pain obviously and tried follow all Urokodaki’s indications. You nearly broke your husband’s hand for how really tight you were squeezing his hand. Cue Tomioka’s screams going along side yours.

Urokodaki delivered your first kid, he took them to get cleaned up and came back congratulating the both of you.

“Congratulations, parents. You’ve got a very healthy baby boy here.” He handed over your baby boy to you. You could see your little angel only by your left eye but you were grateful I hadn’t been both of your eyes. You looked at the little baby, he’s gotten Giyuu’s skin color along with his hair. In other words a Mini Tomioka.

“Giyuu, hunny, look at him, just like you,” You said softly. Your husband leaned over and he fought the urge to start tearing up, his baby, what a precious baby.

“He’s so darling, like his mother,” He reached his one hand and his fingers gently ruffled the small tuft of dark her on his baby’s head.

“Have you thought in a name yet?” Urokadaki asked, returning, he wanted to know.

You wanted something that would remember your son of his father, wether he went, so you confident of this, answered with

“Riyuu. Tomioka Riyuu.”

Giyuu blinked and turned to look at you, he felt a little emotional by having his son named after him. “Like me?”

“Of course, dear. Our baby should be named after his awesome father, feel proud of being named after the man I got together with and love,” The both of you joined your faces and shared a kiss, a very sweet one.

Litle baby Riyuu was a blessing, a great gift. One that couldn’t be changed ever.

[hecohansen31]

If it's not to much...B, C, D, F, J, K, M, N, V, W, and X for Axel..love you hun hope you're doing alright 😙 sending you love 🥰

Hey don’t worry, sweetie!

I hope that also you are doing alright!

Smut Under The Cut

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

I do feel like Axel is the type that would have a different favorite part for every partner he has (although he does seem like an ass guy, I’ll admit that) because I feel that if this boy can see one things, it people’s beauty, so... maybe you really like your legs... well... he likes your legs. Like your hair, well your haire are the prettiest and fluffiest!

On himself: he likes his arms, mostly with the wya they feel against you, the way the match against your skintone, as he loops them around you, whether to keep you from slipping from his cock or to cuddle you after the deed is done.

(He is also superpoud f the small moustache he can grow!).

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

I do feel like fling! Axel is more likely to come out of you, mostly because of the fact that he doesn’t feel like there is some kind of connection between you two and might explot it as a kinkier moment, coming on your folds and making a mess, maybe collecting it and bringing it to your lips...

Meanwhile committed! Axel will absolutely come in you, even more if you have talked about the possibility of having a family, which triggers his need to come in you, and put a baby in you, absolutely!

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He probably has a collection of your nudes to jerk off on the lonely nights at his garage; he low key feels ashamed of it, but he is also a man who has needs, sadly...

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Part of me is low key fighting on this, because let me tell you: first tought was ‘doggy’ because he is definitely an ass man, but I also feel like he’d enjoy watching you in the eyes, so I’d also say spooning sex in whcih he grips you by your hair to pull back your face and look at him in the face as with the other hand he kneds your supple flesh.

He might be a romantic sometimes...

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

He doesn’t do it much, only , as I have said, on the lonely nights when he can’t come home or maybe you are away, he isn’t proud of it, and he’d prefer your hand, but he doesn’t mind it too much, even more when you are on the other line guiding him.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

As I have previously said, I don’t exactly peg Axel as the type to have any specific kinks, and usually would go with his partner, but I feel like he’d be very interested into maybe a small game of hide-and-seek, even more when you organize it for him, when he comes back home, giggling softly as you move around your house, just waiting for the big bad wolf...

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Mostly a sly look from you, as you maybe tease him softly, thinking that you are this tempted seductress and that he won’t even notice it, but he notices every litle thing: the way your skirt is raised just a bit, and the way you bend in front of him, almost obnoxiously or the way you smiles, showing just that amount of peachy lipstick!

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anyrhing that might hurt you, like I don’t think that he’d deny the few spankings or slaps, but he wouldn’t absolutely try knife-play no kinkshame, but he just has an hard time leaving any lasting marks on your perfect skin, he’d prefer absolutely to lather your skin with kisses.

I also think thta uncertanity might be a turn off for him: with him you are either comitted or not, because if you are comitted he’ll give you EVERYTHING, but if he sees you being uncertain and maybe playing around... it’s over!

  V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Pretty loud and you definitely joke a lot around it, because with him sex isn’t always extremely serious and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He is the type to let you dom him and look at you with does eyes, as you try to figure it all out and he is just... so so in love and you are so so cute and he is just so... putty that he just absolutely wants to be dommed again...

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

I do think that he is pretty hung and he is smug about it, but not in an ugly way, more in a way that is sure to give you a satisfying and more night, I also feel although he might have a bit of a... scruffy appearance, he tends to keep himself clean, like nothing too much, but he is pretty neat!

[vex-bittys]

I walk into the shop excitedly. I walk up to the register and in an excited voice I ask. "Hi so I would like to adopt a corny and a krait."

> Corny (and Honey Bo) adoption is here

*You were surprised when your Corny and Honey Bo requested to pay a visit to the shop. They quickly reassured you that they weren’t trying to return themselves. They simply wanted to visit some old friends and refresh their pun supply. You made a big show of rolling your eyes and sighing dramatically. “I thought this was a pun and done adoption,” you joked. The three of you had a good laugh over that one.

*Once you arrived at the shop, your Corny disappeared under the anti-venom fridge where muted voices and laughter could be heard. You expected your Honey Bo to visit the other Honey Bo types, but he slipped out of sight near the back of the shop where the Krait pools were located. You weren’t sure if the Kraits were the best source for outrageous puns, but you didn’t tell your lamias who they could be friends with.

*You prepared yourself for a long wait while the boys visited, but you’d barely seated yourself on one of the overstuffed chairs, when they slithered back to the front of the shop. Glancing at you out of the corner of his socket, your Corny stage-whispered: “did you get the package?” to which your Honey Bo responded, making very obvious eyelight contact with you: “misssssssion isssss a go.” Your eyes narrowed, but you suspected they were fishing for a pun opportunity, so you said nothing. Their grins widened. You sensed a prank.

*Nothing happened when you left the shop. The anticipation built. You knew your Corny and Honey Bo were up to something, but what could it be? You went into the kitchen to make dinner when you arrived home, and you could see the two lamias peeking around the doorway and giggling. “now?” you heard the Corny whisper. “now.” you heard the Honey Bo and they slithered nonchalantly up to you. At least they weren’t going to keep you waiting.

* “Ssssurprisssse,” they hissed in unison, their voices joined by a third, muffled voice. The Honey Bo pulled a miniature Krait out of his hoodie pocket and pulled the litle guys tail very gently like a party popper. The Krait unrolled a tiny sign that said “BANG!” and tossed some very small crepe paper streamers into the air. He looked so proud of himself. You promised to call Vex after dinner to let her know you’d just adopted a very silly Krait.

(Artwork by redkammy)

[dammn-dean]

Ready or Not

I wrote this as a part of @propertyofpoeandbucky‘s Mystery Writing Challenge, I hope you like it! 

My Prompt: Single Parent AU, You’re one of the daycare helpers and I absolutely adore how well you work with my child.

(I also got an anon request for something similar.. Anonymous said: Bucky x reader. Bucky is the single father of a 4 year old. Reader is the kid's preschool teacher? Bucky is smitten from day 1)

As usual it’s unbeta’d, so all mistakes are on me. My tags are open, let me know if you want to be tagged in upcoming fics. I love feedback, so be sure to let me know what you think! 

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 2.6k+

Warnings: fluff, Daddy!Bucky, Single Parent AU

“Good morning ladies, sorry we’re late.”

You and your co-worker Wanda stopped talking with the children already in the classroom, looking into the doorway to see Paige and her dad, James Barnes, standing in the doorway. He held a sheepish look on his face, like he was embarrassed about the tardiness, even though it happened more than often than not lately.

“That’s alright Mr. Barnes. Good morning Miss Paige.” You smiled at the little girl as you made your way over to the pair and dropped to your knees to be on her level.

“Mornin’ Miss Y/N!” She just about shouted your name as she gave you a big hug, like she did every morning. You returned the hug, smiling up at her dad. You took in his appearance, long hair pulled back into what probably used to be a tidy bun at the nape of his neck, but now a few strands fell down around his face. Wearing his usual suit only his tie was a bit crooked, clearly he didn’t have the best morning.

He held a soft smile looking down at the two of you, he loved how you were with Paige. You’d been her preschool teacher the past year, he honestly didn’t know what he’d do with out you most of the time. It was the most stressful year of his life, becoming a single father, running a law firm, it was a lot for him and you were always there going above and beyond for the both of them. He shook himself out of his thoughts, remembering he was already running late, he had a meeting in 15 minutes.

“I’m sorry Miss Y/L/N, I gotta go,’ he muttered. Dropping to his knees as you stood to hug his daughter goodbye. “Bye peanut, I love you. See you soon.” He pressed a kiss to her temple.

“Bye daddy, love you too!” She responded running off to join the other kids with a laugh.

You laughed as your eyes followed the little girl, turning back to meet her father’s steel blue eyes. He stood there a moment, smile on his lips and you matched the look.

”Shouldn’t you be going?” You teased him.

“Of course! I’m sorry, I am running late. As usual,” he laughed. “I’ll be back around 5, see you then?”

He wanted to wait for your response but he couldn’t and of course he’d see you then like he did every day. He shuffled out of the doorway, down the hall and started a brisk walk to his car.

“Mr. Barnes!” You called out to the long haired man.

He quickly stopped and turned to you, eyebrows drew together in question. “Is Paige okay?” He advanced to you, eyes looking behind you for his daughter.

“Oh! Of course, she’s inside with Miss Maximoff. This is actually about something else.” You sent him a warm smile, hoping to convey that everything was indeed okay.

“What is it?” He ran his hair through his hair before remembering it was in a bun, messing his hair up even further than the stressful morning had. With a sight he tugged the hair tie from his hair and started to redo the bun.

“Uh- you know what? We can talk about it later when you pick up Paige.” You chickened out to say the least. You’d been telling yourself you would invite him and Paige to dinner this Friday all week. Well it was now Friday and you still hadn’t gathered up the courage to ask him. “I know you’re running late Mr. Barnes, sorry about that.”

“It’s Bucky,” he corrected you for what seemed like the hundredth time. “You can call me Bucky.”

You sent him a big smile, “Okay Bucky, I’ll see you this afternoon.”

Bucky sent you a grin back and then he was off, a light jog until he made it to his car. You shook your head with a laugh as you made your way back into the building. Wanda had all of the kids at their desks coloring, you walked around the room making sure everyone was doing alright before sitting behind your desk with a soft sigh.

“Did you do it?” Wanda asked as she leaned against the desk, smile on her lips.

“Of course,” you started and she sent you a look. “I didn’t. He’s too handsome Wanda! I don’t think I will ever be able to. Besides, what if he said no? I would be mortified, I want what’s best for Paige and I don’t want him to feel uncomfortable dropping her off here with me every day.”

“He wouldn’t say no, he’s over the moon for you! You should just see the way he looks at you, especially when you’re with Paige.” Wanda tried to reassure you, but you just shook your head as it fell with a small thud to the desk.

“What’s matter Miss Y/N?” It was Paige, she was after all the sweetest and most understand kid you’d ever met.

You lifted your head quickly and gave her a reassuring smile. “It’s nothing Paige, what did you color?” You changed the subject and grabbed her drawing from her.

“I drew somethin’,” she said shyly, holding the picture for you to see.

You took the paper from her tiny little hands to look over the drawing, and considering she had recently turned 5 you were impressed. There was a big house and beside it a litle stick figure with crazy hair, Paige, next to her was a tall stick figure, tie around the neck and long straight hair, clearly Bucky.

“Wow Miss Paige, this is great! It’s you and your daddy, and is this your house?” You asked, your smile matching the little girls.

“Yep!” She responded loudly, obviously very proud.

“You did such a good job! Why don’t you go draw something else? Maybe something special for me.” You handed her back the paper and patted her head as she ran off with a giggle.

“You really adore her, huh?” Wanda pushed off the desk to make her way around the room. “I think it’s time you suck it up, you deserve to be happy Y/N. Just ask him if he’d like a home cooked meal, I’m sure Paige would love it as much as him.”

“Stop always using your reason to make sense of everything!” You joked and stood from behind the desk, ready to get through this work day.

The day breezed by and parents were showing up, kids slowly drifting out into the hallway and you bid them farewell, although it was an easy day you were grateful that the weekend was here.

“Bye Miss Y/N!” A little boy named Johnny called out, and you waved a goodbye to him and his mother.

Leaving only one kid, Paige. She was standing by your side, backpack on and waiting patiently.

“I’m all done in here Y/N, mind if we go ahead and lock up so I can head out?” Wanda asked, from the doorway.

“Of course, let me grab my stuff. We can wait for your daddy outside, sound good Miss Paige?” You smiled at the little brown haired girl.

“’Kay!” She tugged her backpack straps, reading herself to go.

You let out a small laugh at her, making your way behind your desk you grabbed your bag and shoved a few things into it. You felt for the lanyard around your neck of keys, phone in pocket, checking to make sure you hadn’t forgotten anything then made your way into the hallway, pausing as Wanda locked up the room and you three headed out towards the parking lot. Paige and you took a seat at the steps, waving to Wanda as she gets into her car.

“You have any plans for the weekend Paige?” You asked, adjusting yourself to maybe be a little more comfortable on the hard concrete.

“Dunno. Daddy probably has work.” She shrugged with a small frown.

“Well you never know, could end up doing something fun.” You tried to cheer her up, but in reality you were talking to calm your own nerves.

You told yourself all day, that you would come out and say it whenever James, er Bucky, shows up. If he turns you down then so be it, at least you would shoot your shot.

“I wanna go to the ‘quarium,” she smiled as she spoke, clearly something she’d been thinking about.

“The aquarium? I love the aquarium!”

“You do?” Surprise and excitement took over her features and you couldn’t help but giggle at her giddiness.

“Of course! All of the different fish, sharks, jellyfish,” she was nodding at every word. “But do you know what’s my favorite?”

“What?” Paige practically squealed.

“The turtles,” you whispered.

“Me too!” Her hands clapped together. “I love tutles!”

“You sure do peanut!” Bucky suddenly appeared in front of both of you.

You’d been so wrapped up in talking to Paige you hadn’t noticed Bucky’s car pull up.

“Sorry I’m late Miss Y/L/N,” he said with a apologetic smile.

“Miss Y/N loves the ‘qarium too daddy! You have to take us, pwease.. I want to see the tutles soo bad,” she begged tugging on his hand.

“I’m sure Miss Y/L/N has other plans this weekend peanut,” he assumed.

“I don’t actually,” you interjected, biting your lip nervously.

Bucky was taken back by that, he wasn’t sure what to say. He had thought about asking you out for dinner or something many times, but going to the aquarium with him and his daughter, that didn’t seem like a date. Surely people don’t go on dates with their children there? All that he knew is that you looked like you were wanting him to invite you with them, but would it be a date? Bucky had no clue how to date, especially as a parent.

You could sense his panic about being put on the spot kind of and before you started to panic as well you decided to spit it out.

“I was actually wondering if maybe,” you cleared your throat some. “Do you two have any plans tonight? I was thinking of making my mothers recipe for spaghetti with bolognese sauce, always makes too much food and well,” you nervously bit your lip again. “I was wondering if you’d like to come over and have dinner.” You ran your fingers through your hair nervously, tucking the strands behind your ear.

“I love sketti daddy, we haave to go!” Paige’s enthusiasm soothed you some, but your hopeful eyes never fell from Bucky’s.

“Miss Y/L/N,” he started.

You interjected, “Please, call me Y/N, school’s out after all.”

“Y/N,” Bucky softened. “I have more work to do tonight,” he watched the smile falter from your face and he felt a a pang of regret in his chest, making him change his next words moments before they came. “What if you come over to our place instead?”

“Yes! I have to show you my room!” Paige let out a sudden gasp like she had a terrific idea. “We can play hide and seek!” Her hands where tugging your skirt excitedly.

You eagerly nodded at her, smile both on yours and Bucky’s face. She was just about thrumming from the prospect of it all and her joy was spilling out and effecting the both of you as well. She finally calmed after a moment, a quick yawn taking over her face. Bucky patted her head gently and pulled her to lean against his leg.

“You’d have to bring whatever ingredients you need for the meal,” he noted. “But I have pots and pans, a pretty great kitchen to be honest, it’s just never used. You could cook as I finish up work, I haven’t had a home cooked meal in quite some time. And who knows maybe we could talk about making plan to go to the aquarium as well.”

It was Bucky’s turn to seem nervous, he hadn’t let another woman into his home since Paige’s mother. He shook the thought from his head, no sense in doing this to himself right now. If there was anyone worth trying this with, it would be you.

“Oh- uh, okay. I’d love that,” you smiled at him. “I’ll have to run to the store but I can come by after to everything ready?” You couldn’t believe this was actually happening.

“I’ll text you my address.” He pulled his phone from his pocket, unlocking it and holding it out for you to type your number in.

You took it with a shaky hand, slowly typing your number in and saving it under your name before handing the phone back to him. You two stood there a moment, with matching silly smiles, until an impatient Paige tugged his hand, pulling him back to reality.

“We better head home, but I’ll text you the address when I get in the car. Text me when you’re heading our way?” Bucky slowly picked Paige up her tired head falling onto his shoulder, still he paused for your answer.

“Yeah okay, see you soon,” you answered quietly.

With that Bucky turned towards the car, sleepy little girl in tow. You couldn’t help but smile as he softly put her into her car seat, making sure she was buckled up well. He had told the truth, the moment he was in the car your phone buzzed with a text. You tugged your phone from your pocket and saw a text from a foreign number, Bucky’s, with the address followed by a simple question. ‘Do you prefer red or white wine? Can’t have Italian food without a little wine right?’ You felt your cheeks heat up, you saved his number to your phone as you turned to make your way towards your car.

You typed a simple, ‘White’ followed by ‘You are right about that.’ You couldn’t stop the smile from spreading over your face as you clutched your phone to your chest. You took a moment or two to soak in the feeling that this was actually happening. You made your way towards your home so you could change and grab a couple things before you went to the grocery store. You had a dinner to make after all, no time to waste.

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[invaderofdoom]

rules: repost, don’t reblog. just pick a muse of yours and fill it out.

muse: the gremlin himself, zimbabwe humanlampwall, a 100% legit regular human name

BASICS

▸ is your muse tall/short/average? oh he teeny. small boy. youre very small, zim. youre a tiny thing.

▸ are they okay with their height? not at all he is in abhorrent DENIAL over the fact that his height is below irken average. if he ever had one of those measurey things that kids have on the walls of their house for their parents to track their height he would absolutely stand on the tips of his toes every time to be as tall as possible ▸ what’s their hair like? hair? never heard of her. hes rly bug-like tho so if u take a big ol oh god what are they called THE ZOOMY IN SCIENCE THING! MICROSCOPE! GOT IT! so anyway if you take a big ol microscope to his antennae u cld see rly rly rly tiny sensitive hairs cuz it be like that ▸ do they spend a lot of time on their hair/with their grooming? not at all because whenever zim needs to wash his wig he literally throws it into the sink and lets gir wash it with the dishes so he’ll just walk into skool the next day smelling like dish soap ▸ does your muse care about their appearance? other than his height, not really. he really doesnt concern himself with fashion unless its to gain some sort of strategical advantage or to gain the favour of a specific group of people ie; dressing in makeup and cute dresses to blend in with the popular girls and reign over the skool hierarchy  ▸ does your muse care about what others think about them? yes but only for a select number of people ykno? like he wants Literally Nothing More to impress the tallest and have them be proud of him and he cares what humans think KIND OF but only to the point of “oh good they think im human? sweet, im doing a great job”

PREFERENCES

▸ indoors or outdoors? indoors on earth, outdoors on irk ▸ rain or sunshine? he’s not a big fan of either, but sunshine is preferable so he doesn’t need to cover himself in glue to protect his skin from the chemicals in earth’s water ▸ forest or beach? forest. the beach is full of people and theres water and ugh sand gets EVERYWHERE imagine if someone knocked him down and some sand got stuck in his pak that would take forever to get out blech. but the forest is much more secluded and he can go out there for EXPERIMENTS ▸ precious metals or gems? metals who the heck cares about a ruby. oh good its pretty good on you WELL HE CANT USE THAT FOR ANYTHING ▸ flowers or perfumes? neither please oh god oh no ▸ personality or appearance? personality but he rly doesnt care about other people enough at all to really give too much of a heck. he’s probably gonna hate you no matter what ▸ being alone or being in a crowd? being alone ▸ order or anarchy? he thinks he likes order but judging by his actions hes much more anarchy based so por qué no los dos ▸ painful truths or white lies? when talking to other people. painful truths. he doesnt care enough to give people white likes unless its about himself ie; oh haha my plan didnt fail its just that my plan ALL ALONG was to steal dibs little puppy clown thing, yknow

▸ science or magic? typically science, but this preference can change at the tip of a hat depending on which will benefit him more in the moment. dangerous super weapon vs magic that can make flowers grow? give him the weapon. high tech computer vs a curse that will bring an endless plague down on your enemies? give him that curse, baby ▸ peace or conflict? conflict ▸ night or day? night ▸ dusk or dawn? dusk ▸ warmth or cold? cold. big big headcanon that it was very cold on irk and the reason that zim had never seen rain before is because 1) he was always indoors on foodcourtia so he didnt really get to see the outdoors much and 2) precipitation falls on irk but because of the temperature there, it only falls as snow or hail. zim is also coldblooded + not used to the warmer climate on earth

▸ many acquaintances or a few close friends? whats a friend?

▸ reading or playing a game? reading

QUESTIONNAIRE

▸ what are some of your muse’s bad habits? haha oh my god did you mean literally everything he does? refusing to accept the truth about things (that hes defective, that the tallest hate him, that his mission isnt real, that he was basically sent to earth to either die or never be seen or heard from again, etc) is a really big one

▸ has your muse lost anyone close to them? how has it affected them? he hasnt, not really. his empathy for other people is extremely low, and because he refuses to accept that miyuki and spork are only dead because of him, their deaths didn’t affect him very much

▸ what are some fond memories your muse has? sneaking up to irk’s surface when he was litle with skoodge although the fact that skoodge was there didn’t really add to the fondness because he could have dragged anyone along with him and have been just as satisfied ▸ is it easy for your muse to kill? he likes to think it is, and it is easy for him to kill to a certain extent, but because of how often his plans are foiled by dib or zim’s own idiocy, its kind of a mixed bag yknow

▸ what’s it like when your muse breaks down? self hatred, loses will to live, finally admits things to himself that he’s refused to believe before such as ‘im defective’ and ‘the tallest hate me’ ▸ is your muse capable of trusting someone with their life? not really ▸ what’s your muse like when they’re in love? n/a zim is ultra aromantic sorry boyz and girlz. he is literally incapable of experiencing that emotion

tagged by: theived it frm @prxfessor-membrane & @takshiip tagging: im bound by platonic life partner law to tag @otherworldlymuses if he wants to do it for any of his muses but if anyone wants to steal it frm me and say i tagged them pls do bc i love reading these!!!

[hyunmintae]

We all Fall Down

BTS Fanfiction

Jeon Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Angst to Fluff

“Why am I even with you?” 

His words were like knives to her heart. Here she had been minding her own business, sitting on the couch while going over her Korean notes and re-reading some things Namjoon had written out for her to help her study and learn easier. 

She looked up at the owner of the voice, not having to see his face to know who it was, but the pain hurt all the more when she realized it wasn’t her imagination playing on her sleep-deprived mind again. 

“W-what?” She asked, quietly a confused expression on her features.

He scoffed, rolling his eyes as he set his jacket and phone down on the table by the door. 

“Why am I even with you? How long have you been on that couch? Where’s dinner?” He asked her, looking at her as if she was dumb, or some other negative word that went along with that. 

“I-I-What?” She was utterly confused as to why he was acting like this and asking these types of questions. 

“Are you stupid? or Just Incompetent? I asked how long you’ve been on that couch, you were there when I left for work today and you’re still there. You told me you’d have dinner ready when I got home, and I don’t see it. So my real question is, why am I even with you? You’re so lazy.” He yelled, infuriated that she had been looking at him as if she were an idiot and couldn’t understand anything he was saying. 

Y/N sat quietly as she set down the pen that was in the hand and stood up to stand in front of him, his sweater hanging past her knees and sleeves becoming sweater paws. 

“I was studying Jungkook... Your stuff was still in the office so I couldn’t use that. I didn’t want to mess anything up if I moved it and I’m sorry, I didn’t realize how late it was... I would have had dinner read if I realized...” She explained.

For the next twenty minutes, Jungkook had lost his filter and his head for the matter. He yelled and belittled her all he could until his anger was spent and over with, he knew he was wrong for what he was doing but his anger and frustration from practice had boiled over when he got home and realized she hadn’t been doing much excepted studying, studying his language to better speak to his family and friends that weren’t very good at English. 

He couldn’t stop himself from yelling and screaming and calling her names she definitely wasn’t, even as she stood in front of him wide-eyed and fearful. He couldn’t stop himself when she lowered her head to hide her tears/

‘Stop crying! Why are you crying? All you do is cry, I wouldn’t be yelling if you actually did something I asked of you, for once!” He continued, his anger beginning to falter as her body shook in front of him. 

Y/N stood there, confused and hurt, wondering what she did that was so wrong that made him so angry, she turned to look at her notes and study materials that were left behind. 

“Why are you looking at those? You don’t need them, they don’t do you any good. You’ve been trying to learn Korean (Hangul) for months now and you can barely speak two words. Just stop!” Jungkook bellowed as he stomped over toward her study materials and piled them up and balling them up and throwing it all in the trash can. 

“J-Jungkook, no! W-why-” Y/N cried, looking at him wide-eyed. 

Jungkook shook his head and left the room after that, leaving her to stew inn her own sadness and anger. 

Y/N broke down as she walked over to the trash can and pulled what wasn’t ruined out and wiped them off with some disinfectant wipes she found. She held one hand over her mouth to hold in her sobs as she walked to the kitchen, beginning his dinner once she had cleaned up what she could. 

After a while Y/N stood leaning against the counter as she stirred the ingredients in the pan as they cooked, she felt arms wrap around her waist. Her body jumped lightly but settled once she realized who it was, but the pain in her heart seemed to skyrocket as he held onto her tightly, afraid she’d pull away from him.

“Jagiya... Please forgive me.. I didn’t mean any of it... I’m so sorry... I was just frustrated and angry and the boys for nagging me about the choreography and I was so tired, I haven’t been sleeping right.” Jungkook explained quietly, kissing her ear softly, as tears rolled down his face and onto her shoulder. 

“That’s no excuse to take it out on you... I should have just asked for you to hold me like I really wanted. Please forgive me, I’m sorry. KookBun is really sorry..” Jungkook pleaded.

Y/N sighed and turned down the heat of the stoves before turning herself into Jungkook’s arms and rested her head agaisnt his chest. 

“I’m mad at you, Kookie. You really hurt my feelings.. and you threw away the notes and stuff Joonie Oppa gave me to help me study... Am I really still that bad at Korean?” Y/N mumbled against his chest, causing him to hold her tighter.

“You are doing amazing baby, please don’t stop learning if you don’t want to. You are so amazing, I’m so proud of you and I’m so thankful that you are trying your best to learn so you can speak with my family, friends, and the Hyungs a little better than you already do. I love you so much, I didn’t mean anything Isa id earlier. You aren’t lazy, you are the best girlfriend ever.” Jungkook explained, pulling away from her slightly to kiss her forehead and look into her eyes.

Y/N smiled at his words and hugged him tighter, nuzzling her face into his chest and squeezing his waist a litle. Jungkook doing the same to her as he held her as tight as he could, making a mental note to ask Namjoon to rewrite the notes for her. 

( Im being called in for work, so the second post won’t be posted until later tongiht! SORRY GUYS)

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do you have any headcanons about Loki's relationship with his children? His twins Vali and Narfi, Sleipnir, Hel, Fenrir, Jörmungandr... ?

Oh, tons, I’ve posted a lot about the kids between this blog and @mystarsforanempire! I’m afraid I’m a litle biased in that like, I tend to talk more about Hel, Fenrisúlfr and Jormungandr, because like... They’re the ones that live, and with whom Loki has a relationship. Narfi and Valí died before they were halfway to the equivalent of ten years old, and that is-- Hard, to write, and to talk much about, so I usually let them slide under the radar a bit.

RE: Sleipnir... They like, don’t have a relationship at all. Loki bore Sleipnir, it fucked Loki up, and they had nothing after that. Loki feels very sad about it, and quite messed up about it, but like... He kinda thinks that’s how it should be, I guess. It’s what Odin decided, it’s what happened.

Loki tries not to think about Sleipnir if he can.

So, for Hel,Fenrisúlfr and Jormungandr, like... 

Initially,Angrboða bore Hel. She’s the eldest, and she tends to be the natural commanderof the three, taking charge: she took after Loki an awful lot in her looks, with a great deal ofAngrboða’s colouring as well - even when she’s in a form that’s primarily Æsir, shetends to have a blue undertone, and her hair is very long and silk-like, muchlike Angrboða’s. Underneath the protective red lens the Jötnar have, her eyesare a soft lilac, much like Angrboða’s.

Hel is very tall foran Æsir, standing at around eight feet tall, but by the Jötnar would beconsidered quite petite – despite that, Hel is very broad at the shoulder and quitebroad at the hip, as well, with heavy muscle in her thighs and armsrespectively. She’s built very heavily, and she has a much more muscular formthan her father, taking more after her mother.

Lots of people, whenthey see Hel, immediately comment on her similarity to Loki: their facialfeatures, the shapes of their eyes, their jawlines, their cheeks, their noses,are all very similar, and ditto how pale her skin is. But when Loki looks ather? All he sees is Angrboða. The face isn’t similar, no – except for thecolour of the eyes and the set of her hair – but her body and her physicality,the very silhouette she casts, is much more like Angrboða than like Loki.

With his relationshipwith Hel, like… He really dotes on her as a child, and while he has a morenatural rhythm with Fenrisúlfr and Jormungandr (which I’ll get onto in asecond), he’d really like, connect with her in a different way? I love the ideaof him teaching her to weave and to sew – neither of these are massive thingsthat the Jötnar do, except for the weaving of silk which is only done by a handfulof elders – and to do like, a lot of other crafts that Angrboða just… Doesn’t. Angrboðais a huntress, a fisherman, a craftsman – not really a soft, stay-at-homeperson? So Loki would teach Hel to cook, as well.

And then with Jormungandrand Fenrisúlfr, Loki bore both of them, Fenrisúlfr first, and then Jormungandrthe year after.

Loki, as a very young child– before he could walk, even – spent a lot of time running around the halls of Asgard’spalace as a wolf cub, and Odin would often laugh to find him rushing underfoot,wrestling with his brother or tumbling down stairs in the cub form. The wolfwas always a very natural form to him, so much so that a handful of identitieshe has across the universe are held in a canine form instead of an Æsir one: itwas no especial surprise, to bear a wolf instead of a man. And for Jormungandr,even less so – Loki has always enjoyed being a snake, and has spent years in such a form, naturallyinclining himself to that easy, boneless way of movement.

So, like, I can’t stressenough how delighted Loki was to have these children, children that Odin andthe Council of the Gods would later decry as “monstrous”: it felt as natural tohim as anything to have children that weren’t visibly Æsir, and he adored them.

Loki felt connected toFenrisúlfr and Jormungandr in a way he never had to anybody before – as they grew older, he would wrestle with them inthe sands or in the water of the island Angrboða and Loki lived on, and the twoof them were very naturalshapeshifters. Both Fenrisúlfr and Jormungandr especially shapeshifted a lot inthe womb, and as that had happened a little bit even with Sleipnir, Loki cameto expect that as a very natural part of bearing children. Bearing Sleipnir wasreally traumatic and horrific the entire way through, but Fenrisúlfr andJormungandr were a much more positive experience, and made him a lot morecomfortable, you know?

So like… Yeah.Fenrisúlfr and Loki were always a little bit confrontational – Fenrisúlfr wouldbe told around ten thousand times a day (modest estimation) how much Lokiadored him and was proud of him, but the two of them would often argue. Notover anything important, but over really stupid shit – chess, once Fenrisúlfrwas old enough to play, but mostly over bedtimes, rules, stuff like that. IfLoki had been able to stay with them until they were adolescents, they wouldprobably argue about philosophy and politics and economics – much likewrestling when Fenrisúlfr was strong enough to throw Loki around, Loki wouldsee Fenrisúlfr’s aggression as a hugely positive thing? Like, he’d be proud ofhis son for standing up to him, for not agreeing with him about whatever, andhe’d be delighted when Fenrisúlfr beathim.

For all that, like… Fenrisúlfrand Loki would be very physically affectionate with each other too – a littlebit aggressive, a little rough-and-tumble, but like, Loki would ruffle hishair, would grab him up off the floor to hug him (or vice versa), et cetera.

Jormungandr, like… Isa lot less aggressive, as a whole. For Loki, watching Fenrisúlfr and Jormungandrwas always, for him, something that like, felt much like watching him playingwith Thor, but from the outside. Like, the wolf and the snake – one proud, andaggressive, and commanding, and the other more slick, more sarcastic, but noless aggressive when pressed.

Loki, out of thethree, definitely saw Jormungandr as the most similar to himself, and like,Loki would just… I think he’d be very aware of that and always try to lavishextra attention on him? Not to show favouritism, but simply to make sure henever feels overshadowed by his siblings, to make sure he was able to be asconfident as Fenrisúlfr, but in a different way, you know?

Yeah, like. When theywere taken away from him, they were at most like, the equivalent of ten, eightand seven. They weren’t even teenagers, and they saw their mother slaughteredin front of them, while each of them were bound in separate fetters and thrownto the ends of the universe. It’s so fucked up.

And then… Narfi andValí—

So, like. Sigyn boreboth of them, and like… So, Sigyn was a sorcerer in her own right, but I seeher as a more traditional sorcerer: she uses spells and enchantments, ratherthan just fucking frying her body with raw magic like Loki does (because Loki’sa moron). (Amora does a mix of both).

Narfi and Valí bothhad the potential to use magic, lateron, but neither of them were chockful of the stuff like the children of Lokiand Angrboða were, and none of them were shapeshifters. It felt… A little unnatural,the entire time, for Loki to settle with them. They didn’t always feel likethey were his own children – he loved them, but he always felt like he wasplaying something of an imposter in his own life, and to be fair, he was playinga character the entire time.

Sigyn never really metLoki as Loki until a century aftertheir children were killed, and so like, Loki with the kids was always stuntedand strange feeling, because like… Those were his children, but he wasn’t him. He was always as loving with themas he could be, and he’d spend basically all the time with them that he could,reading to them, showing them spells or taking them for walks.

But there was a limitto what he was permitted as a father –he’d be expected to keep a little more distance as a paternal figure, whichwould honestly fuck him up a little, and there’d always be difficulty.

Valí was always alittle bit more aggressive, and Narfi was like… Quiet. A soft soul, poetic: heliked books and paint and new flowers, whereas Valí would often enjoy like,stepping on each to piss his brother off. Valí wasn’t necessarily cruel, but hecertainly didn’t mind making his brother cry if it meant more attention, and Ithink Valí was always like, naturally somebody who’d throw his younger brotherdown. For Loki, like, that was very difficult, especially as somebody whoalways struggled under Thor, even when Thor wasn’tintentionally horrible, like Valí often was?

He’d try to be gentlewith them both, but it was more and more difficult as Valí grew older and was justgetting nastier, and where Narfi – naturally quite a shy boy, and not a mischief-makerat all – would just… take it. Hewouldn’t even try to get even the smallest revenge: he’d just take it.

And that fucked Lokiup.

They were theequivalent of six and five when Valí was turned into a wolf, to devour Narfi,and then be killed and skinned himself. Like. They were babies, they were stillyoung, young children.

It fucked Loki up.Shattered him.

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Thank you so much for requesting, I hope that you will be satsified.���� I made the reader their girlfriend in this reaction, I hope that's okay! (Sorry for taking so long by the way!)

- Daisy.🌻

EXO REACTION TO THEIR S/O SINGING AND BEING TEASED ABOUT IT:

♡ Minseok ♡

Minseok and you would be tidying up the dorm together while having some music on in the background. When one of your favorite songs came on you began singing along and Minseok stopped everything that he was doing, his mouth hanging open as he was so amazed. You didn’t notice this until Jongin and Kyungsoo came inside of the dorm, immediatly laughing at his expression, which caused you to stop and look over at him. “Ah hyung you look so funny, and by the way- why are your cheeks red?~” Jongin would walk closer to him and poke one of his cheeks, which caused Minseok to slap his hand away. “YAH! Am I not allowed to be amazed by my girlfriend’s voice?” He would probably try to act cool but on the inside he would be embarrassed to death and would more likely run away and hide for a while, poor boy.

♡ Junmyeon ♡

He would be so proud and satsified with you singing for him. You would probably be chilling in the living room of the dorm or something like that and when you started to sing for him he would become quiet and just stare at you in awe as he listened carefully. When Sehun and Chanyeol suddenly entered the room and saw him being like this, they would start to giggle and tease him about it. “Woah! This is so unusal for our hyung! Ah- is he blushing?!” they would come closer and study his face, meanwhile Junmyeon just gave them a death glare asdfghj. In the end he would probably not say much against it and just let them do whatever. He loves your voice and he isn’t embarrassed to show that!

♡ Yixing ♡

You had decided to come and visit Yixing during dance practice to cheer him on a bit, plus he wanted your opinion on a new coreography that he made. After a while he began to do some freestyle do random songs and you added one of your favorite ones in the queue and when it came on you began to sing along without really thinking about it. Yixing stopped dancing and looked over at you, being all amazed by your vocals. Suddenly, Sehun who went to the restroom a few minutes earlier, came back and stopped as he saw Yixing’s expression, grinning to himself. “Yah, if you stare at your girlfriend like that she will be creeped out” he joked and Yixing came back to reality, his cheeks turning pink. “I’m sorry- you just sounded so amazing, and I never heard you sing before so” He would be all shy about it and honestly you would only find him super adorable.

♡ Baekhyun ♡

You borrowed the shower at the dorm as you wanted to wash up before going to work, and as you had wrapped an towel around your body and stood in front of the mirror to do your makeup, Baekhyun peeked inside, hoping that he could catch a glimpse of your body. You had opened spotify to listen to some music while getting ready and started to sing along with one of the songs, not noticing your boyfriend. He had completely forgotten about the reason he actually peeked inside and simply just stood there now, his mouth hanging open. All of a sudden, Chanyeol walked by and crooked a brow, suddenly laughing as he saw a glimpse of Baekhyun’s face and you finally noticed your boyfriend. “What are you doing? Shouldn’t you let your girlfriend have some privacy after showering?” Baekhyun widened his eyes and looked back at Chanyeol, completely ignoring his teasing. “YAH! WhY ARe YOU lookING at MY GIRLfriend WHeN shE’s ONLy In A ToWEL??!!” Baekhyun would attack his taller friend and you would just look at them, feeling extremely confused.

♡ Jongdae ♡

He would be kind of similar to Minseok. When the two of you had decided to have an indoor-date at the dorms and watch a movie together, you began to sing along with one of the songs that played during the credits, since it was one of your favorites. Jongdae’s eyes got big and he looked over at you in shook since this was the first time he heard you sing. He was lowkey disappointed that you never showed your angelic voice to him before though haha. ANywas, Baekhyun would enter suddenly and when he saw Jondae’s face he would laugh out loudly, pointing over at him. “Ah Jongdae- you look so funny! Your eyes like THIIIS big” He would imitate his friend and Jongdae would come back to reality and snap at him. “HEY! I’m allowed to enjoy my girlfriend’s singing voice, aren’t I? Leave us be you idiot” He would be lowkey shy about it and hide in your shoulder and all you could was to giggle, rubbing his arm. “Did you really enjoy it?” you would ask him and Jongdae nodded. “Yes.. can you sing for me more often please?”.

♡ Chanyeol ♡

You were chilling in his studio and Chanyeol had suddenly asked you to sing a part of a new song he were currently writing, wanting to hear it someone else’s voice than his own. He knew that you could sing because he heard you before but damn- he didn’t remember you being this good??? He would freeze and just look at you, a slight blush creeping up on his lil cheeks. He wouldn’t notice how Junmyeon stepped inside as he came back to grab his waterbowl that he had forgotten here earlier, but instead of just taking it and leave he would stop and laugh at Chanyeol’s face. “Yah Y/N, it looks like you got Chanyeol in a trance or something”. You would stop and look over at your boyfriend who snapped back from his little moment and his cheeks would be even pinker, but he didn’t answer his hyung and just let him grab the bottle before peeking at you. “Maybe you want to sing the whole song once it’s finished? It really suits your voice” he would say with a shy smile. 

♡ Kyungsoo ♡

You had slept at the dorm and both you and Kyungsoo were currently getting ready for the date that you had planned to on today. As you did your makeup you hummed on a song and eventually started to sing, and Kyungsoo would stop whatever he was doing and just look over at you. He would be proud and so happy, since you had mentioned that you were kind of shy singing in front of others plus- your voice was lovely. He would have a little smile on his face and just watch you for some time, listening carefully, when he suddenly got interrupted by Jongin as he laughed. “I didn’t know that you could look like this hyung, and ah- your cheeks are all pink..!” Kyungsoo would drop his smile and slap the younger member’s arm, giving him a deathglare, a much more common expression for him. “Shut up and mind you own bussnies” he would say and push Jongin away asdfghjk.

♡ Jongin ♡

Just like with Yixing and his S/O- you would have decided to come visit Jongin during dance practice, and you had taken the opportunity to prepare some food and give it to him. As you guys had finished eating he began to practice again but suddenly something went wrong with the speaker and no sound came out. “I can sing something for if you’re fine with dancing slow for a bit” you hummed and Jongin thought why not and let you start., thinking it was a nice idea. He had never heard you sing though and as you began he couldn’t move at all, not even if he tried. He was too amazed by how good your voice sounded and he would just stare at you. He would get interrupted by Jongdae though, who were currently chilling on one of the couches, crooking a brow. “Yah, weren’t you supposed to dance or what?” Both you and Jongdae shared a laugh and Jongin would just blush, hiding his face. “Ahh I’m sorry, I was so surprised-”

♡ Sehun ♡

This litle bub would be super shy, obviously. So he basically had invited you to the studio because he missed you and wanted some company and you gladly came. As he was on his computer and tried to work on a new song, he had put on some music in the background meanwhile and you started to sing along with the one currently playing since you liked it a lot. Sehun would stop and look up at you, blinking. Why had he never heard you sing before? YOUR VOICE WAS AMAZING. He would be shook and just sit there until Baekhyun came inside, tilting his head. “If I would be Y/N, I would be pretty creeped out about you staring at me like that, just saying” You would stop singing and Sehun would hide his face in his hands, feeling how his cheeks started to burn. “Aish- I was just so surprised..! Your voice is really nice Y/N” he would peek at you through his fingers.

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(Masterlist)

[polly-weasley]

I am greedy as hell, I admit it. Lolol. Could you do > for Draco (and/or Harry)?? 😍😍

hahahaha No problem, you can be greedy all you  want!

► my muse as a young adult

Disclaimer: After a couple of incidents in a near past, I don’t feel confident on drawing Draco and/or Harry lately, so I’ll be describing them this time.

When I’m writing a fic, usually their personality and life change a little depending on what I want that fic to be. But I think that, generally, Draco as a young adult would be a very struggling person.

I’m in my mid-twenties and I know how we can sometimes get emotional because of our past. We are mature, but not that mature, so things turn a litle fuzzy in our head.

I think twenty-something Draco would be really anxious, because of the war, full of self-doubts but still wanting to be the best he can. He would try to be as hard as he could on the exterior, but would still be fragile as pastry on the inside. Because of that, he would try to push himself all the time, trying to prove he is not his mistakes, trying to be better and better, ignoring his need for help. He’s very proud, so I think he wouldn’t ask for help even if he is crumbling inside and struggling every day of his life. He would try to build his own, destroyed person again, brick by brick.

I particularly think Draco is a very strong person, that tries to reach perfection even when he is not okay. Of course, he would need someone to tell him that he needs to calm down and breath a bit, and he would learn how to be cool as he grows.

As for Harry, I think he would just try to be cool, and be happy that he isn’t in mortal danger every single year again, but it is difficult to just move on. I think he would be the same kind and comprehensive guy, but he would keep a lot of things on the inside. If he’s hurt, he’s going to keep it down, if he needs help, he would try to do it on his own so he doesn’t bother people. He’s a Leo, so I think it helps a bit because he just “wings” it on most of situations, and play cool, but it doesn’t work all the time.

I think YA Harry would still have a lot of sleeping problems, anxiety, PTSD, and he would try to just hold it together, he would try to be a bright presence even though he feels like he sometimes just can’t hold things together. Harry is strong, he is, but more and more, he would not find the strength to just move on, as Draco does, especially because everyone around him is so happy and finally getting on with their lives. Harry doesn’t want to bother anyone, and he is like that amazing friend that do everything to please others, but is unlikely to expect anything from them. He lives under the pressure of trying to please everyone but being unable to please himself.

I think the Young Adult stage, the early-twenty years are the worst for our boys. They are starting to having to act like adults, but their lives were broken since they were little kids, and all of sudden they have so many responsibilities and they still haven’t solved the problems of the past.

Maybe that’s why they need each other to balance. Draco needs Harry to learn how to let go the pressure on being better (because even though Harry wants to please everyone, he doesn’t need and doesn’t want to prove he’s good), and Harry needs Draco to learn how to calm down and remember he is in control of his own body and that his mind can’t have the power to break him down.

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[chidoroki]

do you like deku and uraraka?

Whether as their own characters or together romantically, I do like them!

I’m so proud of all the progress Midoriya has made and I kinda love when he mumbles to himself, but the poor boy needs to stop hurting himself with his quirk!

Uraraka is a litle ray of sunshine. I wasn’t that big of a fan of her at first, but that changed after her fight with Bakugo during the Sports Festival of course. I’m excited to see how the anime handles her encounter with Himiko.

As for a pairing, I think they’re cute always blushing around each other, especially when Aoyama and Mina ask Uraraka about it. I’m not fangirling over the ship just yet but I’m looking forward to more of their interactions in future episodes.