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Nickname: vaan’s a one-syllable name so i don’t have much of a need for a nickname really, and when i used my birth name people had trouble with coming up with a nickname for it too so i’ve never really had one
Gender: genderqueer
Zodiac: gemini
Hogwarts House: mothafukin’ huffpuff!!! 
Favourite color: orange, but in a french accent
Time now: 09:15
Last thing I googled: “cupid the big moon” (i was looking for the lyrics to the song)
Blankets I sleep with: i’ve got a duvet ya’all
Favorite Bands: sobs bcus this question is too hard :(( the drums aren’t really a band cus there’s only one member left but they used to be, kasabian, the vaccines, palma violets, the big moon, is gorillaz a band?, foster the people, pixies, etc etc.
Favorite Solo Artist: grimes (my queen), george ezra, shamir, declan mckenna, ezra furman, jamie t, etc. these are just the ones i found when looking at my spotify there’s gotta be so many more i’m forgetting
Dream trip: paris, maybe a day trip to bruges so that i can fulfil my in bruges dreams?
Currently wearing: hogwarts pajama bottoms and a shaun of the dead t-shirt
Age of blog: under a year i think, maybe something like 8, 9 months?
Things I post: hp and whatever else i want to post 

i’ll tag a cool crew of people @holy-snitch @ff-sunset-oasis @reguluslocket @holey-george @hogwartsisinfinite @audrxyweasley @ravenpuffforlife

Brooklyn Beckham

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Nonstop. This was nonstop since you started dating Brooklyn. Little fan girls tweeting you, calling you worthless, a no body and so on. You’ve only been dating him for a couple of weeks but the stress was becoming too much. You didn’t think you could date him much longer.

You knocked on his front door prepared to tell him that things had to stop. When he opened up and greeted you with that million dollar smile you lost your train of thought.

“Hey (y/n)! I wasn’t expecting you!” He gave you a big hug and led you to the couch.

By time you sat down tears were already forming. “(Y/n)? What’s wrong?” Brooklyn asked concern.

“I-I can’t do this!” You sobbed. “The hate, it’s too much for me… I think we need to end things here..”

You could see his heart shatter. He lost all color in his face, “babe, you can’t be serious…come on please…”

“I just can’t handle the stress Brooklyn… I really like you. But it’s just too much …”

“No, I won’t let this end here. I’m not even he famous one! My dad and mom are. I’ll help you deal with it. You don’t have to go through this alone…”

He pulled you in for a hug and just let you cry into his chest. The whole time he whispered helpful words, telling you he thought you were perfect and that you didn’t have to do this alone.

Eventually you stopped crying, “promise you’ll help?”

“Of course love…” He said giving you a sincere look.

“Okay…I’ll try…” You wiped your tears and gave him another hug. “Thank you so much Brooklyn.

"Thank you for not giving up on us”

5sos preference #7

He calms you down

Ashton:

Everything was dark. You couldn’t see anything around you, besides black. And you were sitting on the ground. You tried to stand so you could try to figure out where you were, but your legs failed you. “Hello?” you called out, hoping there would be an answer, hoping someone would tell you what was happening. “Hello, my dear.” You could physically feel the color drain from your face as panic slowly took over your body. Starting by making your toes go numb, and spreading up your legs and throughout your torso and your arms. You recognized the voice. And as you saw his big black boots approach, you recognized those too. You watched in horror as he pulled out a knife, the gleam of the blade catching a far-off light. “No one fools with me, sweetheart.“

”(Y/N)!“ You jerked up right in your bed. You were panting and you could feel the hot tears stream down your face. You started to sob as you collapsed into Ashton’s arms. "It’s just a dream. Shh, baby, it’s ok. You’re ok.” He rubbed your back and placed kisses in your hair. “Same one?” he asked and you nodded. “H-he pulled out a knife this t-time,” you shivered, remembering the blade. “Nothing’s going to happen you you. You’re safe,” he cooed and you attempted to bury your face deeper into his chest.

Calum:

“Ok,” Calum said, “it’s time to go.” You nodded, but you could feel your fingers start to go numb with fear. And moments later, your hands were starting to shake. “You ready?” You nodded again, not trusting your voice. It became difficult to swallow as your throat started to swell. You felt Calum lace his fingers with you and squeeze. He led you to the front of the hotel you had been staying in. You could already see the crowd of people, and the flashing lights. You stopped in your in your tracks. Cal turned and looked at you. “I-I can’t do it Li. I can’t,” you stammered. “You can, sweetie. I promise you, you can. And there will be a guard with us at all times,” he said before placing a light kiss on your lips. “I have faith in you.” You nodded one last time before he pulled you into the crowd.

Luke:

You slammed the door behind you before walking into the kitchen and pulling out a bottle of water from the fridge. “Hey, babe, is that you?” Luke called from the other room. “Oh, yeah, it’s me,” you yelled back. You walked into the other room, plastering a fake smile on your face and hoping he wouldn’t notice. “How was classes?” he asked. “Fine,” you lied, and you slowly felt the anger and tears start to swell as you strained to hold it all in. “It doesn’t look like it,” he said. You bit your lip and looked the other way. You felt his arms wrap around your waist as he pulled you onto his lap. “What happened?” You felt a tear roll down your cheek and you sighed, giving in. “I failed my test today,” you finally said. He started to rub your back as the tears started to fall a little faster. “It’s the beginning or the term, you’ve got the rest of the term to make up for it,” he said as he cupped your cheeks and wiped your tears away. He kissed the top of your nose before placing a kiss on your lips. “I guess your right,” you said, calming down. “I usually am,” he said. You playfully hit his arm, “Shut up.”

Michael:

“Why does Michael even like @y/t/n? She literally looks like a whale.”  "Clearly Michael’s been blinded by something if he’s dating @y/t/n”  "I honestly don’t know what Michael sees in @y/t/n, she’s so ugly I my screen cracked when I looked at a picture of her.“  You felt the warm tears fall down your cheeks as you scrolled through your mentions on twitter. ”@y/t/n makes me wanna throw up #y/nsawhore" That one stung. And it had become a trend. You threw the phone down and curled up on the bed, hugging your knees to your chest. Your body was shaking with sobs. Maybe what they had been saying was right. Maybe you did look like a whale. Maybe you did crack screens. Why was Michael with you anyway? You wouldn’t date yourself. “Hey, beb, I’m-oh my god what’s wrong?” You had been so lost in thought you hadn’t even heard Michael come in. “I-I-it’s just-” you stuttered, unable to find the words. Michael sat down next to you and pulled you into him. “They hate me,” you said once you had calmed down. “Who does baby?” he said as he kissed the top of your head. “Your fans.” “That’s what this is about?” he asked and you nodded. “They don’t matter. I love you more then anything in the world.”

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Pack Love - TEEN WOLF IMAGINE

resquested: yes

“hi there love i was just wondering if you could possibly do a written pregnancy imagine where your about to be a single mom and the pack is helping you through it until one day you just get really stressed out (which is not good for the baby) and so the pack calms you down and just make it really cute at the end if thats possible!!!! And the pregnancy is from a earlier relationship and also it’s for teenwolf”

warning: anxiety; swearing




Your life had been chaos. You recently got out of a really complicated relationship were you weren’t even dating, you were just really hooking up. You loved him and did everything he wanted for you but only needed you for his own pleasure until he decided to move on to someone else. The heartbreak was too much for you and seeing him everyday was making you fall apart so you moved to Beacon Hills, where your dad lived, to pick up your pieces and glue yourself back together. Your father worked in the police station and was really close friends with Sherriff Stilinski, who introduced you to Stiles, who introduced you to the pack. They greeted you with open arms, making you feel better, and your new life by their side was insane but fun. Slowly you started to get better and you even started to feel something for one of the pack members, Isaac. But, after a month or so of this new chapter in your life, you got sick. Getting out of bed was too hard and you kept throwing up non stop. The pack got worried with you and after a few days it clicked and you took a pregnancy test, confirming “the worse”. Your world crumbled again and you felt lost, without knowing how to tell anyone. So you were able to hide it for more 3 months until the hole pack found out. And you would be able to hide it for even longer, if it wasn’t for Lydia.

You were having an awful day. You had too much school work to do, all of your baggy clothes were in the washing machine making it harder for you to hide your belly, your back was hurting and your anxiety was insane. You kept taking deep breaths and holding back your tears, while pacing in your room from time to time only to sit down a few seconds later because of the pain you felt in your back. Malia and Lydia talked to you earlier, sensing something was wrong so the hole pack surprised you at your house to help you and brought a lot of treats to cheer you up. As soon as you opened the door, you began to cry.

“Oh babe what’s wrong?” Lydia asked while holding you close to her.

“Did we mess up? Did we get the wrong donuts?” Stiles asked starting to panic, looking inside the large box of donuts he had in his hands.

“Fuck. See I told you she wouldn’t like those. You should have listened to me.” Isaac answered.

“Seriously? What about her favorite drink? I told you EXACTLY what to buy and you still messed up.” He fired back.

“There were a lot of them plus too many different colors.” Isaac excused himself for his mess up.

“Lies! You had one job.” Stiles cringed while staring Isaac in the eyes, making you laugh at them.

“I have too much to do, I don’t even know where to start! If I’m like this with no baby yet then I’m going to screw up big time!” You cried out. You covered your wet face with your hands with shame. You sobbed so much that it was harder for you to breathe. Scott rushed over to you and hugged you.

“No you’re not. You have us here to help you with everything. Please calm down, this is not good for you.”

“We’ll take care of homework and help you always. We can even take turns and take care of the baby!” Liam shouted out excited.

“And you have options to consider and a little bit of time to decide what you want to do. We will support you in everything, through everything.” Malia added.

You started to feel better with all of their kind, sweet words.

“What that fucker did to you? He’s going to pay for it. You’re the sweetest, most incredible girl we know and he’s the biggest loser ever for what he did.” Stiles let out in frustration, now holding your hands, removing them from your face so he could see you. You glanced at him and felt like everything was going to be ok. His smile warmed your heart and calmed you down.

“Thank you. This is amazing, you guys are the best. I love you.” The pack got in a group hug with you in the middle.

“We love you too.”

nightmare

summary: you have a bad dream and Shawn comforts you

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Everything was dark. You couldn’t see anything around you, besides black. And you were sitting on the ground. You tried to stand so you could try to figure out where you were, but your legs failed you. “Hello?” you called out, hoping there would be an answer, hoping someone would tell you what was happening. “Hello, my dear.” You could physically feel the color drain from your face as panic slowly took over your body. Starting by making your toes go numb, and spreading up your legs and throughout your torso and your arms. You recognized the voice. And as you saw his big black boots approach, you recognized those too. You watched in horror as he pulled out a knife, the gleam of the blade catching a far-off light. “No one fools with me, sweetheart.“ 

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Close ups of the little mirror pics from the cover~!!! We put our blood, sweat, and tears into this baby! Pretty sure i cried while working on this too D’:

Gladys is an amazing partner, she fixed a lot of my silly mistakes and screw ups @ 0 @ but i wouldn’t have asked to work with anyone else! Also big thanks to Ellen for color correcting!!! the cover would be a big mess without her ; v ;

also last two were scrapped pics, you can see why LOL!

5SOS Preference #1-He calms you down

Ashton: Everything was dark. You couldn’t see anything around you, besides black. And you were sitting on the ground. You tried to stand so you could try to figure out where you were, but your legs failed you. “Hello?” you called out, hoping there would be an answer, hoping someone would tell you what was happening. “Hello, my dear.” You could physically feel the color drain from your face as panic slowly took over your body. Starting by making your toes go numb, and spreading up your legs and throughout your torso and your arms. You recognized the voice. And as you saw his big black boots approach, you recognized those too. You watched in horror as he pulled out a knife, the gleam of the blade catching a far-off light. “No one fools with me, sweetheart." ”(Y/N)!“ You jerked up right in your bed. You were panting and you could feel the hot tears stream down your face. You started to sob as you collapsed into Ashton’s arms. "It’s just a dream. Shh, baby, it’s ok. You’re ok.” He rubbed your back and placed kisses in your hair. “Same one?” he asked and you nodded. “H-he pulled out a knife this t-time,” you shivered, remembering the blade. “Nothing’s going to happen you you. You’re safe,” he cooed and you attempted to bury your face deeper into his chest. 

Calum: “Ok,” Calum said, “it’s time to go.” You nodded, but you could feel your fingers start to go numb with fear. And moments later, your hands were starting to shake. “You ready?” You nodded again, not trusting your voice. It became difficult to swallow as your throat started to swell. You felt Calum lace his fingers with you and squeeze. He led you to the front of the hotel you had been staying in. You could already see the crowd of people, and the flashing lights. You stopped in your in your tracks. Calum turned and looked at you. “I-I can’t do it Cal. I can’t,” you stammered. “You can, sweetie. I promise you, you can. And there will be a guard with us at all times,” he said before placing a light kiss on your lips. “I have faith in you.” You nodded one last time before he pulled you into the crowd.

Michael: You slammed the door behind you before walking into the kitchen and pulling out a bottle of water from the fridge. “Hey, babe, is that you?” Michael called from the other room. “Oh, yeah, it’s me,” you yelled back. You walked into the other room, plastering a fake smile on your face and hoping he wouldn’t notice. “How was classes?” he asked. “Fine,” you lied, and you slowly felt the anger and tears start to swell as you strained to hold it all in. “It doesn’t look like it,” he said. You bit your lip and looked the other way. You felt his arms wrap around your waist as he pulled you onto his lap. “What happened?” You felt a tear roll down your cheek and you sighed, giving in. “I failed my test today,” you finally said. He started to rub your back as the tears started to fall a little faster. “It’s the beginning or the term, you’ve got the rest of the term to make up for it,” he said as he cupped your cheeks and wiped your tears away. He kissed the top of your nose before placing a kiss on your lips. “I guess your right,” you said, calming down. “I usually am,” he said. You playfully hit his arm, “Shut up.”

Luke: “Why does Luke even like @y/t/n? She literally looks like a whale.”  "Clearly Luke’s been blinded by something if he’s dating @y/y/n"  "I honestly don’t know what Luke sees in @y/t/n, she’s so ugly I my screen cracked when I looked at a picture of her.“  You felt the warm tears fall down your cheeks as you scrolled through your mentions on twitter. ”@y/t/n makes me wanna throw up #y/nsawhore" That one stung. And it had become a trend. You threw the phone down and curled up on the bed, hugging your knees to your chest. Your body was shaking with sobs. Maybe what they had been saying was right. Maybe you did look like a whale. Maybe you did crack screens. Why was Luke with you anyway? You wouldn’t date yourself. “Hey, beb, I’m-oh my god what’s wrong?” You had been so lost in thought you hadn’t even heard Luke come in. “I-I-it’s just-” you stuttered, unable to find the words. Luke sat down next to you and pulled you into him. “They hate me,” you said once you had calmed down. “Who does baby?” he said as he kissed the top of your head. “Your fans.” “That’s what this is about?” he asked and you nodded. “They don’t matter. I love you more then anything in the world.”

So, it feels weird that this is my first preference because I’ve been on tumblr for so long. But, anyway, if you like this follow me and feel free to inbox me if you have any ideas.