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….tanyaaa….

Oh that is so Tanya XD

Oh that is so Tanya XD

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November 3rd, 2011Jazz: Just taste it!Rich: …baby. I appreciate the thought, and everything, but—Jazz: *rolls her eyes* Oh for heavens sakes, Meg made it!Rich: *grin flicks and immediately picks up the spoon, tasting it* Jazz: *Whacks his shoulder with the towel* And here I try to slave away in the kitchen for my man’s birthday—Rich: *grinning teasingly* Pretend you were slaving away—Jazz: I did try! Meg just helped. Rich: How is attempting to poison me-Jazz: *gasp and hits him again*Rich: Oww-Aiden: No! *comes careening into the kitchen*Mags: Give it back!! *two steps behind*Jazz: Woah—*stands in front of Aiden to stop them running and leans down* Slow down. There are very hot things in here at this moment.Rich: *while now attempting to eat the soup before it’s even poured, he looks over at Jazz at that remark smirking; she winks a second* Agreed.Mags: Mommy make him give it back!!! Aiden: Make her give back my crayons! She always breaks them-Mags: He took my picture for Dad’s birthday! It’s not finished!Aiden: Use your own crayons!Mags: They’re all broken!Aiden: You broke them!Mags: Mommy, I need new crayons. Rich: *blinks* Your picture for—Mags: YOU CAN’T SEE IT YET!Rich: *has put the spoon down and comes over as well, smiling in spite of himself saying easily* Oh sweetie-Mags: Don’t look! It’s not finished. Go over there. *her hand goes onto her hips* Rich: *stops walking and nods* Okay, but — listen to your mother.Jazz: *exhales, looking at him for a second as if to say ‘thanks-_-’ and then back to their kids* Sweetie, did you ask if you could borrow your brother’s crayons?Aiden: No!Mags: *guilty tiny smile* Jazz: Do you want him to take your things without asking?Mags: But I just wanted to make a picture for Dad’s birthday.Jazz: *nods* I know that, but you always have to ask. Aiden, if your sister had asked, you’d have shared, right?Aiden: *hesitates*Mags: See!!Aiden: She breaks them! Mags: That’s not my fault!Aiden: You grip them too hard!Mags: The crayon people made them too easy to break!Jazz: Aiden, come here too. Here’s what we’re going to do for now. *nods to the paper in Aiden’s hands* Give that back to your sister—Aiden: But Mom-Mags: Ha!Jazz: *tiny stern voice* I wasn’t finished. Mags, give your brothers crayons back, and you can use my crayons to finish it. Mags: *brightens* Really? Jazz: *nods* And you can break them all you want, on one condition.Mags: What? *her eyes have gone round* Jazz: You have to apologize to your brother. And Aiden, you have to apologize to your sister. Just grabbing the picture was wrong too—even if they were your crayons.Aiden: *looks quietly abashed and hands it back*Mags: *frowns as she gets her picture back* You ripped it!Aiden: I didn’t mean to!Jazz: Shhh, it’s okay. *rubs her forehead for a moment, getting up and moving to the drawer and coming back with tape* See? *takes the piece of tape and fixes the tiny rip on the back and tapes it—she’s beaming as she sees what Mags was drawing, it being their family, though she’s not entirely sure why they’re all green skinned—and then holds it* You both have to apologize first.Aiden: *murmurs quietly* …Sorry, Maggie. I didn’t mean to rip it.Jazz: *nods and arches eyebrow at Mags*Mags: *echoes* I’m sorry too, Aiden. *she pauses* Do you want to make a picture too?Aiden: *brightens* Yes!Jazz: Awesome. You both are going to behave tonight for the babysitter, right? Aiden: We’re not babies anymore-Jazz: Kidsitter. I apologize. *lips twitch*Mags: Yesss Mommy, we remember. You and Dad need ‘adult time’ you said. Rich: Can I come over there yet? *had been watching them fondly; sneaking sips of the soup* Mags: *hugs the picture to her chest and shakes her head* No! Almost! *she grabs Aiden’s hand and they run off to the den*Jazz: *lips twitch as she stands back up, running a hand through her hair and saying wryly* Thanks for the help, baby.Rich: You seemed to have it. *grin flicks* And it’s my birthday.Jazz: …*looks in the pan* Rich! *whacks him again with the towel* You’ve eaten at least half of it!Rich: *throws his hand up in defense* …look at it this way, now you’ll have room for candy at the theater. *grins*Jazz: *eyebrows narrow teasingly and she says in a fake gasp* Is that a euphemism?Rich: *brow wiggle* It may have been.Jazz: *promptly steals the spoon from him and goes to lift the pan so she can properly pour for them* It’s a proper stage, honey, we’ll have to behave a little. I thought you were dying to see this band?Rich: I was dying, now you’re wearing that and I’m dying for a different reason-Jazz: *chuckles* Oh I see. Downnn boy, the club’s right after the show. *brow wiggling* Rich:  *long suffering sigh* I suppose I’ll try. By the way—can I just say you look scrumptious in that dress? Jazz: Scrumptious? *lips twitching as she removes the apron* Oh don’t say that word babe, the kids had Willy Wonka on all day.Rich: *laughs* Gorgeous then. *as he’s walking closer to her*Jazz: Hmmm, not as scintillating a description—Rich: *with his hands on her waist, looking down teasingly* Scintillating?Jazz: A tantalizing word, don’t you think? Rich: Here I was going to merely say ‘ravishing’—Jazz: *wrapping her arms around his neck and kisses him once, then says teasingly* The sitter’s going to be here in twenty minutes. Don’t you want to have eaten by then?Rich: Actually I was saving room for dessert too—*kisses her again*Jazz: *leaning up on her toes and kissing him back, before they hear a ‘EW!’ behind them and she breaks off laughing*Mags: *had squealed and is now shaking her head* It’s done!! Rich: *grins and leans down, gesturing she should come show him*Aiden: *not to be overlooked* Mine is too! *holding up a picture, who drew a basketball, and underneath it just says ‘Happy Birthday Dadd-” * The Y didn’t fit but—Rich: *winks at Aiden* Oh come here too. *and he throws his arms around them both, picking them up at once and kissing their foreheads*Mags: *squeals in delight as she’s lifted and hugs him as they chorus* Happy birthday Dad!Jazz: *leans over and kisses his cheek, hugging them as well* Happy birthday hon.

November 3rd, 2011
Jazz:
Just taste it!
Rich:
…baby. I appreciate the thought, and everything, but—
Jazz: *rolls her eyes* Oh for heavens sakes, Meg made it!
Rich: *grin flicks and immediately picks up the spoon, tasting it*
Jazz: *Whacks his shoulder with the towel* And here I try to slave away in the kitchen for my man’s birthday—
Rich: *grinning teasingly* Pretend you were slaving away—
Jazz: I did try! Meg just helped.
Rich: How is attempting to poison me-
Jazz: *gasp and hits him again*
Rich: Oww-
Aiden: No! *comes careening into the kitchen*
Mags: Give it back!! *two steps behind*
Jazz: Woah—*stands in front of Aiden to stop them running and leans down* Slow down. There are very hot things in here at this moment.
Rich: *while now attempting to eat the soup before it’s even poured, he looks over at Jazz at that remark smirking; she winks a second* Agreed.
Mags: Mommy make him give it back!!!
Aiden: Make her give back my crayons! She always breaks them-
Mags: He took my picture for Dad’s birthday! It’s not finished!
Aiden: Use your own crayons!
Mags: They’re all broken!
Aiden:
You broke them!
Mags: Mommy, I need new crayons.
Rich: *blinks* Your picture for—
Mags: YOU CAN’T SEE IT YET!
Rich: *has put the spoon down and comes over as well, smiling in spite of himself saying easily* Oh sweetie-
Mags: Don’t look! It’s not finished. Go over there. *her hand goes onto her hips*
Rich: *stops walking and nods* Okay, but — listen to your mother.
Jazz: *exhales, looking at him for a second as if to say ‘thanks-_-’ and then back to their kids* Sweetie, did you ask if you could borrow your brother’s crayons?
Aiden: No!
Mags: *guilty tiny smile*
Jazz: Do you want him to take your things without asking?
Mags: But I just wanted to make a picture for Dad’s birthday.
Jazz: *nods* I know that, but you always have to ask. Aiden, if your sister had asked, you’d have shared, right?
Aiden: *hesitates*
Mags: See!!
Aiden: She breaks them!
Mags: That’s not my fault!
Aiden: You grip them too hard!
Mags: The crayon people made them too easy to break!
Jazz: Aiden, come here too. Here’s what we’re going to do for now. *nods to the paper in Aiden’s hands* Give that back to your sister—
Aiden: But Mom-
Mags: Ha!
Jazz: *tiny stern voice* I wasn’t finished. Mags, give your brothers crayons back, and you can use my crayons to finish it.
Mags: *brightens* Really?
Jazz: *nods* And you can break them all you want, on one condition.
Mags: What? *her eyes have gone round*
Jazz: You have to apologize to your brother. And Aiden, you have to apologize to your sister. Just grabbing the picture was wrong too—even if they were your crayons.
Aiden: *looks quietly abashed and hands it back*
Mags: *frowns as she gets her picture back* You ripped it!
Aiden: I didn’t mean to!
Jazz: Shhh, it’s okay. *rubs her forehead for a moment, getting up and moving to the drawer and coming back with tape* See? *takes the piece of tape and fixes the tiny rip on the back and tapes it—she’s beaming as she sees what Mags was drawing, it being their family, though she’s not entirely sure why they’re all green skinned—and then holds it* You both have to apologize first.
Aiden: *murmurs quietly* …Sorry, Maggie. I didn’t mean to rip it.
Jazz: *nods and arches eyebrow at Mags*
Mags: *echoes* I’m sorry too, Aiden. *she pauses* Do you want to make a picture too?
Aiden: *brightens* Yes!
Jazz: Awesome. You both are going to behave tonight for the babysitter, right?
Aiden: We’re not babies anymore-
Jazz: Kidsitter. I apologize. *lips twitch*
Mags: Yesss Mommy, we remember. You and Dad need ‘adult time’ you said.
Rich: Can I come over there yet? *had been watching them fondly; sneaking sips of the soup*
Mags: *hugs the picture to her chest and shakes her head* No! Almost! *she grabs Aiden’s hand and they run off to the den*
Jazz: *lips twitch as she stands back up, running a hand through her hair and saying wryly* Thanks for the help, baby.
Rich: You seemed to have it. *grin flicks* And it’s my birthday.
Jazz: …*looks in the pan* Rich! *whacks him again with the towel* You’ve eaten at least half of it!
Rich: *throws his hand up in defense* …look at it this way, now you’ll have room for candy at the theater. *grins*
Jazz: *eyebrows narrow teasingly and she says in a fake gasp* Is that a euphemism?
Rich: *brow wiggle* It may have been.
Jazz: *promptly steals the spoon from him and goes to lift the pan so she can properly pour for them* It’s a proper stage, honey, we’ll have to behave a little. I thought you were dying to see this band?
Rich:
I was dying, now you’re wearing that and I’m dying for a different reason-
Jazz: *chuckles* Oh I see. Downnn boy, the club’s right after the show. *brow wiggling*
Rich: 
*long suffering sigh* I suppose I’ll try. By the way—can I just say you look scrumptious in that dress?
Jazz: Scrumptious? *lips twitching as she removes the apron* Oh don’t say that word babe, the kids had Willy Wonka on all day.
Rich: *laughs* Gorgeous then. *as he’s walking closer to her*
Jazz: Hmmm, not as scintillating a description—
Rich: *with his hands on her waist, looking down teasingly* Scintillating?
Jazz: A tantalizing word, don’t you think?
Rich: Here I was going to merely say ‘ravishing’—
Jazz: *wrapping her arms around his neck and kisses him once, then says teasingly* The sitter’s going to be here in twenty minutes. Don’t you want to have eaten by then?
Rich: Actually I was saving room for dessert too—*kisses her again*
Jazz: *leaning up on her toes and kissing him back, before they hear a ‘EW!’ behind them and she breaks off laughing*
Mags: *had squealed and is now shaking her head* It’s done!!
Rich: *grins and leans down, gesturing she should come show him*
Aiden: *not to be overlooked* Mine is too! *holding up a picture, who drew a basketball, and underneath it just says ‘Happy Birthday Dadd-” * The Y didn’t fit but—
Rich: *winks at Aiden* Oh come here too. *and he throws his arms around them both, picking them up at once and kissing their foreheads*
Mags: *squeals in delight as she’s lifted and hugs him as they chorus* Happy birthday Dad!
Jazz: *leans over and kisses his cheek, hugging them as well* Happy birthday hon.

…babe i didn’t know you go to church.
Oh stop laughing.
#ilovethisman

…babe i didn’t know you go to church.

Oh stop laughing.

#ilovethisman

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY RICH!!! :)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY RICH!!! :)

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Richard Madden kissing a man

…O.O RICH!? Explain?

fuckyeahepic:

…baby, maybe it’s best not to say anything until Aleka gets there XD

The facepalming Aleka just said was classic ^_^

fuckyeahepic:

Josh: You have got to be kidding me.Carlotta: …baby, but.Josh: It’s my birthday! Aren’t I allowed to go out with the guys? Have a couple of beers? Hire a stripper?Carlotta: *purses her lips and then arches her eyebrows*Josh: …I’d only be helping put a twenty year old through college. Good samaritan.Carlotta: *can’t help but to be amused and then laughs, wrapping his arms around him* Baby, you’re turning thir-Josh: Don’t say it, God, I feel old.Carlotta: *grins slyly* you don’t believe that. Besides, I like older men. *nips his ear lightly*Josh: *lips twitch* Ten months, ten months.Carlotta: *chuckles and then hmms* You’re not getting out of this birthday dinner.Josh: It’s my birthday.Carlotta: Okay, but you’re my fiancee, and the father of my yet-to-be-born child and I just wanted to plan something special *getting teary and then wipes at her eyes* And now you’re just complaining, and it’s just so rude-Josh: *gets slightly panicky as he tends to do when Carlotta’s hormones get out of whack* No, sweetie, I’m sorry, I’m ungrateful, I really am. *takes her face into his hands and kisses her forehead*Carlotta: *sniffs, and nods* Yes you are, it’s just dinner sweetie, you can go to your men-lovers afterwards and-Josh: Whatever you say baby, thank you for planning the dinner.Carlotta: *suddenly beams* You’re welcome! *leans in to kiss him once* Now, go get changed. Not too formal baby, you only have one good suit that isn’t work related and we still have to go to the Reporter’s Ball at the end of the month.Josh: *sighs as he watches go from heartbroken to beaming in less than one second and nods, slipping out his shirt to change*-30 mins later-Carlotta: *wearing a flowy dress to hide the small baby bump, even though Josh assured her that she wasn’t fat, she was pregnant, but she wouldn’t hear it. They step out of the cab outside the restaurant* Don’t look so excited.Josh: *smiles at her after he pays the cabby and then takes her hand and pulls her forward* C’mere *kisses her slowly, softly, and then pulls away*Carlotta: *smiles against his lips briefly before she kisses back and then pulls back to look at him* …you’re still not getting that stripper.Josh: *he playfully groans and then snaps his fingers* Drat.Carlotta: *beams and takes his hand in hers* Come on, food’s gonna get cold.Josh: Lotta, restaurants make the food when you order it-ALL: SURPRISE!!!Josh: *blinking as he opened the door only to be met with the entirety of their friends and family members- every single one of the mob!family and the kiddies too, as well as Josh’s sister flown in from L.A.* What the fu-Mike: Oi, the kids man. They don’t need that kind of vulgarity in their lives *smirking, grinning*Josh: *just laughs and then gets attacked by a mess of long black hair hitting his face*Rosie: JOSHY!! *hugging him tightly*Josh: Rosie! *grins and bear hugs her, spinning her around* What are you doing here?Rosie: *grins as he puts her down and then gestures to Carlotta* Your lovely wife-to-be flew me in. Sunny L.A. is going to miss me for a while, yeah, but I couldn’t miss this! *beams*Josh: *laughs, still surprised as he looks back at Carlotta* Wha-Carlotta: *had just been watching his reactions, completely happy and pleased with herself as well and then laughs once, going to kiss him quickly on the lips* You think I would let you celebrate your 30th birthday with a dinner? *eyebrow wiggles*Josh: …how did you rent out the whole restaurant.Mike: Ah, I took care of that mate, no worries. Boss won’t know it’s missing.Carlotta: One good thing that piece of slime is good for- but enough talk of the unpleasant! *beams* Go! I couldn’t get you a stripper but I have severaaal beautiful females awaiting to give you birthday hugs. *motions to the bouncing little girls*Josh: *grins and kisses her once* I love you. *turns around and then throws his arms out* COME AT ME! 

I LOVE THIS SO MUCHHHHH!!!!!!
Happy b-day Josh!!! :) you’re epic & meg’s adding that she’ll cook whatever he wanted for dessert too xDDDD

fuckyeahepic:

Josh: You have got to be kidding me.
Carlotta: …baby, but.
Josh: It’s my birthday! Aren’t I allowed to go out with the guys? Have a couple of beers? Hire a stripper?
Carlotta: *purses her lips and then arches her eyebrows*
Josh: …I’d only be helping put a twenty year old through college. Good samaritan.
Carlotta: *can’t help but to be amused and then laughs, wrapping his arms around him* Baby, you’re turning thir-
Josh: Don’t say it, God, I feel old.
Carlotta: *grins slyly* you don’t believe that. Besides, I like older men. *nips his ear lightly*
Josh: *lips twitch* Ten months, ten months.
Carlotta: *chuckles and then hmms* You’re not getting out of this birthday dinner.
Josh: It’s my birthday.
Carlotta: Okay, but you’re my fiancee, and the father of my yet-to-be-born child and I just wanted to plan something special *getting teary and then wipes at her eyes* And now you’re just complaining, and it’s just so rude-
Josh: *gets slightly panicky as he tends to do when Carlotta’s hormones get out of whack* No, sweetie, I’m sorry, I’m ungrateful, I really am. *takes her face into his hands and kisses her forehead*
Carlotta: *sniffs, and nods* Yes you are, it’s just dinner sweetie, you can go to your men-lovers afterwards and-
Josh: Whatever you say baby, thank you for planning the dinner.
Carlotta: *suddenly beams* You’re welcome! *leans in to kiss him once* Now, go get changed. Not too formal baby, you only have one good suit that isn’t work related and we still have to go to the Reporter’s Ball at the end of the month.
Josh: *sighs as he watches go from heartbroken to beaming in less than one second and nods, slipping out his shirt to change*
-30 mins later-
Carlotta: *wearing a flowy dress to hide the small baby bump, even though Josh assured her that she wasn’t fat, she was pregnant, but she wouldn’t hear it. They step out of the cab outside the restaurant* Don’t look so excited.
Josh: *smiles at her after he pays the cabby and then takes her hand and pulls her forward* C’mere *kisses her slowly, softly, and then pulls away*
Carlotta: *smiles against his lips briefly before she kisses back and then pulls back to look at him* …you’re still not getting that stripper.
Josh: *he playfully groans and then snaps his fingers* Drat.
Carlotta: *beams and takes his hand in hers* Come on, food’s gonna get cold.
Josh: Lotta, restaurants make the food when you order it-
ALL: SURPRISE!!!
Josh: *blinking as he opened the door only to be met with the entirety of their friends and family members- every single one of the mob!family and the kiddies too, as well as Josh’s sister flown in from L.A.* What the fu-
Mike: Oi, the kids man. They don’t need that kind of vulgarity in their lives *smirking, grinning*
Josh: *just laughs and then gets attacked by a mess of long black hair hitting his face*
Rosie: JOSHY!! *hugging him tightly*
Josh: Rosie! *grins and bear hugs her, spinning her around* What are you doing here?
Rosie: *grins as he puts her down and then gestures to Carlotta* Your lovely wife-to-be flew me in. Sunny L.A. is going to miss me for a while, yeah, but I couldn’t miss this! *beams*
Josh: *laughs, still surprised as he looks back at Carlotta* Wha-
Carlotta: *had just been watching his reactions, completely happy and pleased with herself as well and then laughs once, going to kiss him quickly on the lips* You think I would let you celebrate your 30th birthday with a dinner? *eyebrow wiggles*
Josh: …how did you rent out the whole restaurant.
Mike: Ah, I took care of that mate, no worries. Boss won’t know it’s missing.
Carlotta: One good thing that piece of slime is good for- but enough talk of the unpleasant! *beams* Go! I couldn’t get you a stripper but I have severaaal beautiful females awaiting to give you birthday hugs. *motions to the bouncing little girls*
Josh: *grins and kisses her once* I love you. *turns around and then throws his arms out* COME AT ME! 

I LOVE THIS SO MUCHHHHH!!!!!!

Happy b-day Josh!!! :) you’re epic & meg’s adding that she’ll cook whatever he wanted for dessert too xDDDD

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…i love caroua.
XD bet theyyy’re having fun birthday celebrating.

…i love caroua.

XD bet theyyy’re having fun birthday celebrating.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOSH!!! :)
i swear, my mob babies are attack huggling now. …actually some of the mob!fam is too. ohkayKyleXD

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOSH!!! :)

i swear, my mob babies are attack huggling now. …actually some of the mob!fam is too. ohkayKyleXD

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