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More About Christmas - It’s About Balance Holiday One Shot

Surprise. ;) 

This isn’t Kansas City – obviously – but that’s coming sooner rather than later. I was struggling with whether or not I’d do Christmas-y things since not everybody celebrates but… I just… I have to. Apologies to those who don’t partake, for whatever reasons. I wish you a joyous holiday, and a stress free season. 

It’s for our Teenage Dirtbag, but it can be read as a standalone without a problem.

Oh, yeah. Smut. x

Gemma and Anne are trimming the tree in front of you. It’s a beautiful thing – huge, full, and dripping in ornaments and lights that are casting a soft glow around the darkening room. They’re mumbling to each other as they coordinate where to place what – there’s two Baby’s First Christmas ornaments, a wobbly looking snowman that had been handmade for some Christmas past, and shiny baubles that reflect your worried frown even from your spot on the couch.

“Love, would you like to help?” Anne asks you warmly as she searches for the perfect branch to place her next ornament. She’s got a thick Christmas jumper on that is the opposite of ugly and tasteful snowmen adorn her socks.

“Thank you,” you manage a smile. “That’s alright. I wouldn’t want to interfere – seems like you two have a plan.”

“Not really,” Gemma says as she reaches on her toes. “Whoops!” she exclaims under her breath when she nearly teeters a bit too far to hang her bauble on a prized branch towards the top. “We’re actually better at it when Harry’s here. He’s all chaos for the first part of it until he settles down, so we’re able to organize when we’ve got to beat him back.”

You laugh, but it’s fleeting, his name reminding you of his present absence. You chance a glance down at your screen, but somehow you feel more deflated than before when you find nothing new from him.

“You might as well help, you know,” Gemma says as she picks up another ornament before replacing it in favor of a new one. “Wallowing isn’t going to bring him here faster.”

“Sweetheart,” Anne warns Gemma gently. “We’re all worried and we want him to be here.”

Gemma is silent and you feel hot and uncomfortable. Both she and Anne have been nothing but kind to you since you’d shown up without Harry, a lump in your throat when you told them that he’d gotten delayed in Los Angeles because of the weather in New York and his flight had been pushed out a day. London, too, has been earning a snowfall that they’d previously assumed he’d miss, and the roads to Holmes Chapel had been covered in a thin coating of fluffy flakes on your drive over. So far, you’d heard of no cancellations to Heathrow, but….

“What one can I have?” you ask as you set your phone down and pull your feet from under you to stand. Anne hands you a star ornament and you stand as tall as you can and place it on the highest branch you can reach.

“Funny,” Gemma remarks as she pushes an icicle so it twirls back and forth. “That’s where he puts it, too.”

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some people were just
born with tragedy lined hands
and a sad smile.

some people never remember
what it was that makes them happy,
oh what a tragedy it is
to walk the earth
with their heads submerged in darkness.

how lonely it is to fight
alone,
and yet they are the ones who know
what it is to truly live.

—  don’t forget them, they are the pure of heart || g.l.

anonymous asked:

Gemma's birthday is tomorrow, so I wouldn't be surprised if Harry is back in the UK. Especially since it seems that fan pic of him was released today trying to make it look like he's still in LA, though it was taken back in Nov.

Certainly very possible that Harry is in the U.K. and has been for a bit.

One Shot - Harry Styles

Oi Oi gente! Mais um one shot pra vocês, não se esqueça do Like e de me dizer o que acharam :)) 

  • Anonymous: Faz um em que ela é muito amiga da Gemma e o Harry acaba se apaixonando por ela mas os dois mantém isso em segredo até que Gemma pega os dois se beijando.



Eu e Gemma nos conhecemos na faculdade e como eu morava no Brasil ela tinha me chamado pra passar os finais de semana na casa dela, e foi assim que viramos amigas. Ela tem um irmão o nome dele é Harry nós dois também somos muito amigos, já até ficamos algumas vezes mas sempre que isso acontecia ele estava bêbado e não lembrava de nada, e de um tempo pra cá eu estava começando a gostar dele não só como amiga e estava com medo de falar isso pra ele e pra Gemma porque ela me obrigaria a falar pra ele.

Estava nós três na sala assistindo e senti o olhar do Harry sobre mim mas fingi que não percebi isso.

- (S/N) vou na cozinha fazer pipoca, você vem?

-Não amiga pode ir lá – sorri pra ela

Continuei assistindo quando Harry senta do meu lado e eu me sinto um pouco desconfortável mas nem ligo pra ele, quando ele começa a tocar na minha mão.

- O que você quer ein Harry?

- Eu preciso falar com você – ele olha pra mim e senta mais de lado.

- Fale, sou  toda ouvidos.

- (S/N) é que já faz um tempo e eu estou completamente louco por você, você não sai da minha mente e eu estava com medo de te falar essas coisas e você não sentir o mesmo por mim. – ele sorri.

- Harry eu .. eu também sou apaixonada por você e também estava com medo de falar isso pra você

-(S/N) você quer namorar comigo? – ele segura minhas mãos

- Sim claro que sim – ele me beija e eu paro – Só que tem que ser escondido.

- Porque?

- A Gemma não pode saber agora, vamos manter em segredo? Só por um tempo – ele concorda e volta a me beijar, e o clima vai esquentando. – Harry é melhor parar sabe sua irmã pode entrar de repente.

Ele volta para o lugar que estava e Gemma volta com um balde de pipoca e senta do meu lado

- Tá tudo bem (S/N)?

-Sim.. porque não estaria? – comi a pipoca.

Ela voltou sua atenção a televisão e assistimos vários filmes naquele dia.

3 semanas depois

 Eu e Harry continuávamos nos encontrando escondidos, estava esperando Gemma dormir para ir me encontrar com ele. Assim que ela dormiu eu sai do quarto dela e fui me encontrar com Harry no jardim assim que chegue lá ele estava sentado na rede que estava pendurada. Sentei ao seu lado e deito em seu ombro.

- Oi amor – sorri e lhe dei um selinho. – Demorou .

- Sua irmã demorou pra dormir – ele segurou meu rosto e me beijou.

- Ah, eu sabia – Olhei pra trás e vi Gemma na porta e coloquei minha mão na testa – Porque esconderam de mim?

- Gemma é que eu achei que você não iria gostar

- Claro que eu não gostei, eu amei sua boba, minha melhor amiga e meu irmão juntos. – Ela puxou nós dois para um abraço

- E você cuida dela viu – ela deu um tapinha no braço do Harry.

- Claro que vou maninha – ele me abraça e beija meu pescoço

- Meus bebês

- Não é pra tanto né amiga – ri

- Me deixa (S/N), vem vamos comer algo – ela puxa nós dois.

Por agora até sinto um alivio por Gemma já saber, e fico feliz que ela apoia a gente.

Lembre-se: Plágio é crime !

Non occorre aspettare il 31 dicembre per fare bilanci.
Ogni giorno pesa il tuo posto nel mondo.
Fa che sia leggero ed importante.
Almeno per un'altra persona oltre te.
—  Gemma Gemmiti.

Okay guys, I need help to find a fic !

Harry and Louis are together, and they go to a restaurant to meet Gemma and Anne (like it’s the first time Louis meets them?) and when Anne tries to pay, Louis says he’s the one who gonna pay for the whole thing (even if he’s broke) (and he really hopes it’s credit card is not gonna be declined). Fluffy fic. Maybe uni AU?

Help?

Sickies || Donovan & Marty (Thanksgiving Flashback)

Marty rarely got sick. When her ear started to bother her, she didn’t think much of it. The weather was changing and everyone was feeling funky. Then she woke up and couldn’t hear out of one side. She went to the doctor and it was an ear infection. She knew she had responsibilities but her health came first.

Then there was the Thanksgiving Dinner she told Gemma she would make. “I’ll just make it and have someone drop it off.” She muttered to herself. “Ah, poo. I invited Donovan to go with me.” 

Marty pulled out her phone and sent him a text once she was done with most o the cooking and had it packed up to be delivered to Dane’s place. 

I’m sorry. I have to cancel Thanksgiving. You can still go. I’m sick.

She hit send regretfully and hunted down her antibiotics to take her second dose for the day.

@dashingdonovan

so fun story from playing pokemon earlier

i was fighting a carbink, and it called for help. but it didn’t call another carbink, no, a sableye turned up. i was a little confused, but i rolled with it just figuring it was another part of the mechanic i hadn’t seen or heard about yet.

until the sableye straight up attacked the carbink. not me. not my munchlax just sitting there. the carbink. knocked it out easily too, since i’d got it down to one health trying to catch it.

now again i figured this was just another part of the mechanic, until i caught that sableye instead and read it’s alolan pokedex entry:

“It’s a fiend for gemstones, so it stalks Carbink. Unfortunately, Gabite almost always grabs them first.”

carbink is covered in crystals. sableye stalks it because of that. this sableye i caught just fuckin straight up came and attacked this carbink when it called for help because it saw a fucking opportunity

like what. the. fuck.

and i now have a little murderous sableye called opal just chilling in my box