henry speaks for himself


Henry Turner

Worry, angst, fear, relief, fluff, love

Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean

Request: “If you wouldn’t mind… Could you possibly write one with Henry Turner were the reader literally "falls” (like faints)deathly ill while doing something with Henry and his parents (maybe Jack?) with just like a high fever, shivers, coughing blood, knocked out… And he is like on a rampage to make her better and is freaking out and the three adults don’t even know how to help… And idk. Maybe you can chose if she lives or dies? All I know is I am craving angsty fluff.“

Word count: 960

gif is not mine.

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Imagine: Attending the Man from U.N.C.L.E. premiere with Henry.

Words: 1216

“Would you like me to handle those for you?”

As you glance across the car, you find a pair of bright blue eyes and a raised brow. Ten minutes in the limo and you and Henry have yet to speak. You knew he was mentally preparing himself for the flashing lights and interview questions. So, you didn’t take offense. You, on the other hand, were mentally preparing for walking in the stilts attached to your feet.


The look of pure confusion sent his way pulled a light chuckle from Henry’s lip. He shakes his head before sucking his bottom lip into his mouth. Unbeknownst to you, you had been fiddling with your breasts the last two minutes. The rich plum gown you wore was Henry’s favorite from the prospects chosen by his stylist. You loved the whistle he’d released upon first seeing you in it, and the way it flowed when you walked. You weren’t quite comfortable with the deep neckline. The feeling you were going to spill out, any moment, resulting in you absentmindedly adjusting the fabric while you stared out the tinted windows.

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He's mine! - Requested (Luke)

Can one of you write an imagine where Luke hasa kid with a WOC and airport security has an issue with thinking Luke’s kid isn’t actually his kid?

So for this one imagine you are a WOC (woman of colour, I had to look that up by the way haha), cause else it won’t make much sense.

“Go on baby, go with daddy”

“But mommy”, his little hands reach for you.

“Mommy is coming later, just go”, you give him a little kiss on his head. “So you take him to security, I’ll meet up with you later. I really need the pee”, you give Luke a kiss and quickly run towards the bathroom.

“Come on Henry”, Luke takes the little boys hand and starts walking.

“I want mommy”, Henry just stops walking.

“No boy, come”, Luke pulls a bit, but he’s not moving.

“Mommy”, he stamps his foot on the ground.

“How can a three year old be this stubborn”, Luke speaks more to himself than anyone else. “Henry, listen to daddy”, Luke goes through his knees, so he’s at the same level as Henry, “mommy is coming, we are going to see her in a bit. Now we are going to security, you remember those people in their uniforms who check our bags, do you remember?” he nods. “Yeah and after that we will go watch some airplanes and then mommy will come back”

“Okay”, Henry says cheerfully. He starts walking, pulling Luke with him. “Come on daddy, hurry”, Luke quickly stumbles up laughing.


“Hello sir. Business or pleasure?”

“A bit of both”, Luke smiles to the security woman.

“And who are you?”

“I’m Henry”, he is standing right next to Luke’s legs.

She gives him a smile. “Sir could you please stand there to the side”

“Sure”, Luke frowns. “Come buddy”, he sees the woman talk to some other security agents, they all look at him.

“Could I see your ID sir?”

“Yeah, it’s in my bag”, she signs to a guy to bring Luke’s bag. “It’s in the front zip”

“Luke Robert Hemmings”, she looks from the ID to Luke. “Can you clarify your relationship to the child?”

“He’s my son”

“Do you have proof of that”

“On me? No. Why don’t you believe that he’s my son?”

“We are just doing our job sir. This looks highly suspicious”

“Henry who am I?”

“Daddy”, the boy sais proud.


“Sir we can’t be cautious enough. You can’t believe the things we have seen, the things they make children say. We need proof”

“You need proof?!” he whisper shouts. “Do you want to take a DNA test?”, Luke is getting more and more frustrateded. 

“His passport will do, sir”

“I don’t have his passport”, Luke says angry.

“Did you think it was possible for him to go on a plane without his passport?”, she ask Luke childish.

“No. His mother has it”

“And where is his mother”

“She’s coming”

“Until then you can wait here”

“Are you fuc”, he stops and looks down to Henry. “Are you kidding me. He is my kid. He’s mine! I can’t help it that he doesn’t look like me, that he takes after his mother!”

“Sir, please stay calm”

“How can I stay calm when you accuse me of kidnapping my own boy? Yes he has mocha coloured skin, yes he has black curly hair, none if it he got from me. But look at his eyes, he got those bright blue eyes from me”

“Sir we can’t assign a child to his parent by eye colour”

“Fine”, Luke says bitter.


He takes Henry and picks him up. “We have to wait for a bit buddy”

“I want to go and see the planes”, he wines.

“We will, but we need to wait for mommy first”, he pecks Henry on the cheek.

“Mommy! There is mommy!” Henry points to you.

“Babe! Come, quick!”

You run towards them. “What’s wrong?”

“Give them Henry’s passport”, you do what you’ve been told, you get it out of your bag and hand it to the woman.

“It looks all good, you can go. Sorry for the inconvenience mister Hemmings”

“You should be”, he puts his arm around, still holding Henry in the other one. “Come”

“What was that about?” you asks confused.

“They didn’t believe Henry was my son”, Luke says sad, but you can’t supress a laugh. “It’s not funny”

“It is a bit”, you smirk.

“I hated it”, he pouts

“Who cares what they think, we know better. We know that you’re Henry’s dad and you are the best dad in the world. Right Henry”

“Yes. Daddy is the best”, he says looking at Luke with his bright blue eyes he inherited from his dad.


obersthanslanda  asked:

"We are Henry and Viktor Landa," said Henry, speaking for himself and his brother Viktor who stood on the side, "Now Aldrich nor our mother has told us anything, I just heard the name Cheryl Kingsbury and I became curious...your name has been popping up often around our house, care to fill us in?" ((stirring again ehe))


“Oh,” Cheryl replied softly, too shocked to say anything else.  She looked from one young man to the other in utter consternation.