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bigbadbrenner:

“Hm, and what would you prefer, love muffin?” Micki teased, picking up Artemis from the ground and placing her beside her while the toddler climbed on the couch. “I know, I’m delightful in all the worst ways, it’s a shame.” She laughed, turning her head to watch Artie so she didn’t fall. “Regardless, Artie and I will stop snacking in bed.”

“No,”Jacob said flatly, eyes narrowing when she called him love muffin. He walked over to her,sitting on the other side of Micki with their daughter in between them. “Thank you -- sorry. I’m trying not to be -- well, me. You’re a fucking saint for putting up with my nitpicking.”

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1. Stressed Out by Twenty One Pilots 2. Sail by Awolnation 3. Nothing Left to say / Rocks by Imagine Dragons 4. No One’s Here to Sleep by Naughty Boy feat. Bastille 5. Broken Crown by Mumford & Sons 6. Plain Sailing Weather by Frank Turner 7. Afraid by The Neighborhood 8. Day of the Dead by Hollywood Undead

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You really have to learn not to trust a fox. Know why?           'Cause they’re tricksters. They’ll fool you.                           They’ll fool  e v e r y o n e .

make me choose ♚ anonymous asked: kai or nogitsune 

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bigbadbrenner:

Micki looked up at him, soft smile playing on her lips. “I love you, you fucking puppy.” She shook her head, waving a hand. “No, it’s fine, babe. But thank you.”

“I hate it when you call me that,” Jacob sighed, though any sign of frustration or annoyance had long since vanished from his facial features. “I also hate how hard it is for me to stay mad at you. Not that I would want to, but -- you know.”

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bigbadbrenner:

Micki huffed, crossing her arms over her chest as she stared at him. “Am I not worth some measly little crumbs?” She asked, pout forming on her lips.

Jacob stopped when he saw the look on Micki’s face. “Wait -- Are you actually -- shit, I’m sorry.I didn’t mean to -- You want a cupcake?”

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“I’m trying so freakin’ hard not to-- please for the love of god, cupcakes in bed while you were pregnant were one thing, but I can not deal with crumbs in my bed for all of eternity.” 

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noahwilders:

“I think you dropped this.” She gave a sly sort of look. “I mean, not you’re gonna need it.”

“I’ve got a fiance and a daughter,” Jacob said flatly, snatching the condom back from her, ”I’m not interested in having another.”

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thekindwright:

“Wh–Are you being serious right now? I’m not doing anything!”

“Are you -- Are you kidding me?” Jacob starred at his sister as he tried to suppress the sudden growing desire in him to strangle her. “The tapping thing that you’re doing with your foot. Do you seriously not realize that you’re doing that? Knock it the fuck off.”

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josephinalemar:

I apologize, that – was not my intention.

“It’s -- It’s fine, “ Jacob tried to say, pausing for a moment as the frustration furrowed his eyebrows further before he finally caved into it. “Actually, no - it’s not. But it’s fine - even though it’s not -- just don’t do it again.”

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mollymarin:

And who are you to say I’m not drinking it right? Who’s to say you aren’t drinking it wrong?

Because I know that loading it with cream and sugar completely dilutes the flavor.  There’s a whole lot more to coffee than just waking the fuck up in the morning.

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professionalentertainer:

…what? I’m not doing anything, I promise.

Why do you have to lie? I fucking hate liars. 

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mollymarin:

Stop what? Stop fixing my coffee the way I like it? Are you one of those people who has to put the sugar before the milk?

It’s -- That’s high quality coffee. You’re supposed to drink it black and pair it with foods. You’re not -- you’re not enjoying it right.