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UPDATED TRUMP DOCTOR LETTER

To Whom It May Concern:

A lot of people have expressed a desire for an update on President Donald J. Trump’s health since his inauguration. I have been the personal physician of President Donald J. Trump since 1980 and I am here to say that Mr. Trump’s health is absolutely better than ever.

Since being sworn in, Donald Trump has lost 50 pounds and gained 17 inches of height. He’s the longest president who has ever lived. His livers are both functioning flawlessly. His blood sets an all-time record for the state of New York for “most” and his blood pressure was rated “excellent” by seven different Fox News Twitter polls. He doesn’t even have one cholesterol.

I can say this unequivocally: Donald Trump has the most bones. Scientists estimate that he now has around 900 bones in his body and more are being discovered every day. Some of those bones have never been seen before. They allow him to be really good at presidential things like signing executive orders and making love nightly to his wife who wants him to.

Mr. Trump’s test results have been astonishingly excellent. He actually has a blood type we’ve never seen before: “All.” It’s both the universal donor and universal recipient, and sprinkling it on your penis makes your penis bigger. Mr. Trump’s blood is gorgeous. It has a rich color that’s hard to describe, but if I had to put it into words, I might call it “red.”

President Donald Trump has no family history of cancer, diabetes, or death. The president’s family members are immortal beings that walk the earth without end, craving the sweet release of death that will never come unless they make a deal with a cool witch. Donald Trump will never die, he will just keep growing vertically forever until he lives in space. It’s really astonishing.

His physical strength is extraordinary. He can lift as much as a mother whose child is trapped under a car, but he’s more attractive than that mother and he hasn’t let himself go like she has. Have you seen the way she dresses lately? The hypothetical mother in this simile is a total chunk. 4 at best. As the famous doctor Hippocrates once said, “Would not hit.”

Since the Inauguration, Mr. Trump has kept an extremely active lifestyle. He starts every morning by walking straight up into the sky and then walking down again. He also visits me regularly for checkups. Mr. Trump doesn’t let me touch him because of gay, so I just eyeball it and give him a once over. I can usually tell just by looking how much blood is in him that day or which liver has taken the lead, so it’s not a super intensive process.

Mr. Trump is not only the healthiest president that has ever served, but also the most handsome. I usually want to kiss President Trump when I see him, but I would never break the doctor-patient trust, so instead I kiss the portrait of him I drew on my little note pad. There have been no presidents that even come close to President Trump in terms of overall health and hotness. Franklin Pierce was pretty hot, but his body wasn’t great. James Garfield was more cute than hot. President Trump is the total package. I know this because of my stethoscope.

Just to give a little more background on me, I’ve been a doctor for years. I got into medicine the same way a lot of doctors do: I once took an unmarked pill that I found under a toilet in a public restroom, and the next thing I knew, I was blacked out doing surgery on a man on a Benihana table with the big knives they got over there. I flipped this guy’s appendix right into my hat. And that’s when I caught the bug, for surgery and for tetanus!

Now, I want to address some of the slanderous things that have been said about me. It’s just like these coastal elites to say I’m not qualified as a physician. They think you need fancy things, like a diploma from Harvard Med School or a diploma from a med school or a GED or a car or medicine or clean hands. You don’t need those to be a doctor! All you need is the right attitude and a good sense of humor and to be Jewish and a blank death certificate just in case!

This is America. We’re not “fancy” here. You’re supposed to be able to pull yourself up by your bootstraps and put a bunch of clamps in a guy and see what tubes you can clamp up without making him sleep forever. My grandfather was a blue-collar worker, and so was my father. I am a red-collar worker because my collar is always covered in spurting blood. I may not know art or science or what a “lung” is, but I do know that I love America and am a lung-doctor!

Because of my love of America and Donald Trump, it is an honor to be his physician. Donald Trump could teach us all a thing or two about health. Not only is he the healthiest human ever, but also the healthiest dog, house and Faberge Egg. I wish him luck as he continues on his endless journey.

Love,

“Doctor” Harold N. Bornstein, M.D. (Mostly Doctor)

A History of Violence

Alpha!Werewolf!Sam x Omega!Werewolf!Reader - A/B/O

(part one of two)

Summary: You and Sam are a bonded pair with four children. You’re both interrogated by the police who are convinced that Sam and Dean are running a criminal enterprise.

This falls into the same AU as The Brown Bottle, Moonlight and The Derby

Warnings: Language, violence, murder, dom/sub overtones. mentions of: knotting, breeding, claiming, giving birth

Words: 3800+

Beta: The always wonderful @saxxxology

Your name: submit What is this?



The Raid

It’s just after one in the afternoon and you’re cutting the crust from a peanut butter sandwich. “Liam, you want jelly on yours?”

You son looks up from up his sea of building blocks with a grimace on his face. “No!”

“Alright, no jelly,” you confirm. His cheeks are pink, hair stuck to his forehead. The air conditioning broke two days ago and Sam promised to have one of his guys come by to look at it by tonight. “You look hot buddy, why don’t you come in here.”

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Cooler Than Liquid Nitrogen

Request: “im literally down for anything about peter because i love him but could you do one where the reader finds out about him being spiderman??”

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 1.4k


AP Chemistry was always approached half-heartedly by most of the students at your school, since it was the last lesson on a Monday. That’s why you were quite intrigued by how giddy Peter Parker looked as he mixed various concoctions, his eyes shifty as he fiddled with something underneath the table. Being the curious creature you were, you approached your friend, leaning beside him silently.

“Having fun?” You voiced, causing the fidgety boy to jump.

“Oh hey (Y/n), didn’t see you there.” He replied awkwardly, stuffing his hands into his pocket.

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Aside from the fact that tumblr has mistakenly been algorithming completely SFW posts as sensitive content, reading through what they did and why they did it, it feels like they missed the mark here. 

People have been complaining for 9000 years about Porn Bots, and I feel like @staff zeroed in on the “porn” half of that equation as the primary complaint, when I feel like the main complaint was actually the “bot” half. 

HUMAN-posted porn is usually seen consensually on this site, and is usually self-censored anyway - sex workers and fanartists don’t want to be taken down, so they take measures to make sure their blog is registered NSFW and to tag appropriately, and the safe search was already working more or less fine there. Not that there weren’t improvements to be made, but it wasn’t terrible, at least as far as actual human-made, human-posted content is concerned. 

And then tumblr went through all these additional measures on an over-zealous hunt for porn, when what would really be solving the complaints here would be increasing the screening for bots

Especially since I also hate those bots that are just, like, gross photos and “did you knows” and the same news article 12 times and it’s harder to suss those out in a quick hover preview. Like, I don’t want any bots following me, porn or no. 

And the measures aren’t even screening the bot porn, which I still saw in the mormon tag yesterday

Like, make blogs do an “am I a robot” test before following new blogs, and before starting sideblogs. Let people have more specific privacy settings for both their blogs generally and adjustable privacy setting for individual posts. Have algorithms that look for tag misuse or suspicious posting activity - the same post over and over, dodgy links, tags that don’t fit a theme, and put warnings on those

@staff put all this work into screening for porn, but even if they hadn’t fucked it up, they missed the real issue. 

It’s not porn. 

It’s bots

I did another playthrough of Episode Prompto (on my own this time) and took it upon myself to transcribe all the audio files and writings in chronological order. Spoilers (and a VERY long post overall) below the cut! Also, please let me know if I’ve missed anything!

EDIT: Added in a researcher’s journal entry that I missed the first time!

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Episode Prompto

i though it will be useful for all the writers in the ffxv community to have a written record of all the stuff that appear in Episode Prompto in chronological order ;) 

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Tricks to coloring grey scale art

I wanted to recolor something but didn’t want to do it manually (I’m lazy…I know…but hey its cool) so here are two ways I learned to recolor grey scale art

1. Gradient Maps

In Photoshop, go to Image > Adjustments > Gradient Map

Here, you can apply preset gradients to your pieces by selecting them in the drop down.

(There are some rather interesting choices, as you can see from the random one I selected)

By clicking the gradient bar itself, you can edit the gradient you have selected, create a new one, or load in other presets.  Just make sure the gradient type is Solid and not Noise, it won’t let you edit the colors if it is set to Noise.  This method is helpful if you’re doing a palette challenge.

Here’s some of the results I got messing around with it:

2. Prisma

Prisma is amazing. Its and app, I thiiink it’s originally made to edit instagram picures, but it can do a lot more than that

You select a picture in the app, and from there you can select and test out different styles on it.  Some work better on certain works than others do, experiment a bunch. Each one takes a couple minutes to load, but its worth it

Here’s some of the styles I liked:

I’m sure you could combine both of these methods, but I haven’t tried that yet. Could be interesting

Now go forth and color your art!

Here are some Photoshop tips and tricks that I wish I’d known when I started digital painting. The shortcuts are for Photoshop CS6, but they should be similar across versions.

  • Flip your canvas while sketching. This will make anatomical flaws painfully obvious and may help you work out areas you’re having trouble with. You may literally recoil in horror when you flip it (I know I have), but after you fix the mistakes and flip it back your drawing will look much better. (Image > Image rotation > Flip canvas horizontal).
  • Liquify is your best friend for fixing your sketch. It allows you to push and pull sections of your drawing around so you can fix little things without having to redraw them a million times. However, it will slightly blur the areas you push around so don’t use it on your final images because you’ll loose some detail. (Filter > Liquify…).
  • Adjust the brush presets for smoother lines. Photoshop’s default brushes have spacing set to 25% for some bizarre reason; reducing the spacing to 1% will give you smoother lines. (Brush panel > Spacing > 1%).
  • Rename and rearrange your brush presets. Save brush settings you like, delete the ones you don’t use, and test/rename all the brushes you download to avoid cluttering up your presets and streamline your process. Everyone loves trying new brushes, but I always end up going back to the same 5. You can also rearrange your workspace under the Window menu.
  • Blend your colours while painting by selecting the intermediate colour. Okay, everyone and their mom has probably told you that blending with the intermediate colour is far superior to the Blur and Smudge Tools. What they usually fail to mention is that you can quickly select any colour on your canvas by holding the ALT key while using the Brush Tool. (I’ve programmed one of the hot keys on my tablet to be ALT so I can select colours quickly while painting without having to switch to Eyedropper Tool or Colour Picker).
  • Use Clipping Masks to restrict your painting to a specific area. Need 12 layers to get the right skin tone but tired of erasing the edges of each one so they line up perfectly? Use a clipping mask to prevent a layer from exceeding the boundaries of the layer below it. (Layers panel > new layer > RIGHT CLICK > Create clipping mask).
  • Test your colour and tone variety by taking them to the extreme. Using adjustment layers that max out the saturation of you painting will give you a clear idea of the colours you’ve used and the overall hue of your piece. Another adjustment layer minimizing saturation will make it obvious where you need to add more light or shadow to boost your contrast. (Layers panel > Create new fill or adjustment layer > Hue/saturation… > Saturation set to +100 or -100).
  • Make your painting more cohesive with Curves. Curves will adjust the overall hue and tone of your painting, which can quickly tie all of your elements together and add atmosphere. You can also adjust Levels and Brightness/Contrast in the same way. (Layers panel > Create new fill or adjustment layer > Curves…)

anonymous asked:

Hi, I've seen RFA reacting to mc listening to kpop. So how about MC finding RFA+Saeran+V listening to kpop? I know since theyre Korean, it's regular music. But it's funny to see which groups they listen to:3 thank you so much for everything. ahaha sae-yoongi-buns x'D

LOL, that’s so true…hope you enjoy these hcs! Sorry it took forever~


Zen:

  • You were out doing a quick grocery run
  • But ended up coming home earlier than you thought
  • When you open the door, Zen was cleaning and vacuuming
  • Me Gustas Tu by Gfriend was blasting on his speakers
  • He was doing the dance moves and everything
  • So you just watch and purposely accidentally takes a video
  • When Zen spins around and sees you, he’s tripping over everything trying to turn it off
  • “It’s for a show,” he tries to explain.
  • “Uh-Huh, Sure.”
  • For the next week, you use the video for blackmail
  • “Aww, babe, I don’t wanna take out the garbage again!”
  • The video begins to play and he’s out the door like lightning
  • After awhile, you find yourself humming along
  • It’s not long before you’re jamming together

Yoosung:

  • You had come to visit him since he had been locking himself up to study lately
  • He left his window open and you can hear Bad by Infinite coming through
  • You giggle and ring the doorbell
  • He thinks it’s just the mailman, so he leaves the music on
  • When he opens the door and sees you standing there, his eyes go wide
  • He didn’t expect you..and the music was still going
  • “O-oh! Haha…the music…it’s just on some weird shuffle. Must’ve added this by accident.”
  • You almost believe him until the next song comes on
  • The Eye by Infinite blasts from him room
  • He’s so embarrassed, he can’t look you in the eye for half an hour
  • You feel bad, so you just say, “I bet your bias is Sungjong.”
  • He looks very offended
  • “I’ll have you know…It’s Sunggyu.”

Jaehee:

  • She brought home some extra paperwork
  • So, you didn’t want to bother her
  • She put in her headphones and set to work
  • After a few hours, you brought her a cup of coffee
  • Your presence startled her and she jerked awkwardly, making her headphones unplug from her phone
  • Beautiful by Monsta X blasted into the open air
  • You two stare at each other for a few long moments
  • Jaehee just quietly says, “There’s a reason I have headphones on.”
  • Finally pulling yourself together, you manage, “Jaehee, what are you listening to?!”
  • She gathers her headphones off the ground
  • “Beautiful melodies….Stan Monsta X, MC. Stan talent.”

Jumin:

  • He asked you to help test out a new stereo system he bought for his place
  • He says to play something off his phone
  • You find a playlist named, “Jammin’ Han”
  • You don’t know what to think so you just click it
  • Eyes, Nose, and Lips by Taeyang starts blasting throughout his home
  • He was upstairs when it started, and you expected him to rush down to turn it off
  • Instead, he casually comes down and is humming it
  • He’s fixing a wire and smiles up at you, “I didn’t know you enjoyed this song as well.”
  • “Actually…I just played it off of one of your playlists…”
  • His eyes grow wide and he gets really flustered
  • You think it’s because his playlist actually has a lot more mainstream and trot songs than you would’ve expected him to listen to
  • But no…he’s mortified that you found out what he named his playlist
  • What a dork


Seven:

  • You guys wanted some snacks, so he says to hop on his car
  • Only, he forgot the bluetooth on his phone was still connected to that particular car
  • Ice Cream Cake by Red Velvet starts blasting
  • After you get over your initial heart attack and lower the volume, you just stare at him
  • He doesn’t say anything
  • He’s just looking out the window in utter shame and embarrassment
  • There’s just a long awkward silence before you start giggling
  • “Do you know the dance moves too?”
  • “Maybe…”
  • “Well, turn it up, fam!” you say as you jump out of the car and start doing the dance in the garage
  • Cue him blasting it and dancing with you
  • You both are horrible, but who cares
  • Saeran walks in to check what’s up with the noise
  • He sees you both and slowly backs away before he ends up being dragged into something stupid

Saeran:

  • You stop by his house unexpectedly one day
  • He was still in the shower, and unbeknownst to him, you can hear his speakers blasting
  • The faint echoes of Not Today by BTS comes from the bathroom
  • You almost want to scream when you hear him yell, “Chong! Jojun! Balsa!” in a high pitched voice
  • You’re nice enough not to record him
  • But you do sit close to the door and listen as he finishes the song
  • He trips over you on his way out
  • Thankfully he’s already dressed not seeing any of that…not today
  • You grin, “I didn’t know you had a hidden talent of rapping….NOT.”
  • He jumps up and starts running after you
  • You run from him so long, you two end up being wiped on the couch
  • He finally grabs your phone, thinking you had recorded him
  • When he finds no video, he just screams in a pillow
  • So much for that shower

V:

  • He’s editing his photos in the dining room one day
  • He usually listened to Mozart or classical jazz most of the time
  • So you were quite surprised when you heard a familiar tune coming through the speakers
  • You turn it up so you could hear it better, and you recognized it as Prism by Shinee
  • V said he started listening to them when you mentioned of their music
  • You remember only vaguely talking about them, and you didn’t think he would get so into them
  • You start scrolling through his playlist and see songs from EXO, f(x), Super Junior, amongst others
  • You realize you accidentally turned him into a kpop stan

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As always, I have to list my favorite small moments of the new RTTE season!

  • The relationship development between Viggo and Ryker! We’ve seen this set up and developed in past seasons; S4 is where it gets big. Viggo’s constant disrespect for Ryker causes so much irritation Ryker turns against Viggo. And Viggo, for his own part, doesn’t have enough respect or care for Ryker to handle this well. It’s a great way to make Ryker far much more than someone overshadowed by his brother. They both become dangerous forces that the dragon riders have to handle.
  • Ruffnut being the smart one capable of testing Gruffnut, tricking him, and pinpointing him as an imposter of her brother - demonstrating both her care for Tuffnut and her smarts. Using Macey to blind Gruffnut was a nice touch, too.
  • Ruffnut and Tuffnut infiltrating the secret base was a treat for me, too. Though they accidentally stumble into the area, they take some intelligent moves to try to collect information. It’s cool to see the twins taking so much priority and thoughtfulness in a mission.
  • And oh my Thor, that moment where Viggo sticks a sword at Ruffnut’s throat was one of the coolest moments ever for me for her. She literally just glares at him and says, “Take your best shot, pal.” That. is. so. downright. brave. holy. wow. duuuuuuude.
  • Tuffnut in a fistfight! Tuffnut fighting with his mace! Tuffnut kicking butt and fighting! GO TUFFNUT!
  • Also just Macey returning was a treat for me, even if we lost her in the end. ;_;
  • There were so many book-like elements regarding Snotlout (book spoilers upcoming). Snotlout talks about wanting to become not just a chief but a king, a great leader above Hiccup. Snotlout “threatens” to have Hiccup killed. Snotlout feels as though he is not recognized enough for who he is and is overshadowed by Hiccup, prompting him to try to one-up and become the great leader of the group. But in the end he ends up risking his life to save Hiccup. Yeah. Very big book vibes in all of this! Yus!
  • Mala’s acrobatics.
  • Okay, I’m sorry, this is just me being a nerd, but the fact we hear, in these exact words, “The needs of the many outweight the needs of the few” makes me giggle, think Star Trek, and finish to myself, “or the one.”
  • We get to see the characters in their dragon racing face paint.
  • Astrid and Heather jump in the air at high speeds and swap dragons. What the Thor that was intense and cool.
  • Astrid’s bed head.
  • Hiccup being kidnapped and needing to be rescued. How often did we talk about wanting an episode like this? Here it is!
  • Savage had a really cool return, and I’m going to be honest, his motivation and reasons gripped me. I wanted more.
  • Was I the only one who found bounty hunters Amos and Berthel endearing and wonderful?
  • Astrid has to hold and support Hiccup when he loses his prosthetic leg.
  • Hiccup wearing the clothing of the Defenders of the Wing people was really nice. Heh. It’s cool to see him in a new outfit, in black, and after seven elusive years, finally see what his arms look like.
  • Fishlegs’ lecture on planting and caring for flowers was so cute.
  • Another book reference: “Easy peasy lemon squeezy.” Said all the time in Cressida Cowell’s novels. Get to hear Snotlout saying it here.
  • Hiccup’s near-death underwater was an extremely well-done moment. It had a more epic, dramatic, and poignant feel to it than I often see in the TV series. It was quite cool and one of the most outstanding moments of the series to me.
  • Sleep deprived Astrid. Wowwwwww.
  • Another episode plotline that many fans have wanted: Hiccup and Toothless alone together on an adventure.
  • Tuffnut hallucinating Ruffnut as a giant chicken. That? happened??? XD
  • Hiccup quoting Dagur’s famous “trapped the trapper” quote.
  • Boar Latin. And a joke that everyone speaks Latin. I know it’s just a joke but it also reminds me of the books.
  • And speaking of books, a dragon whose offspring can only hatch in the midst of a fiery volcano? XD Sounds familiar!
  • “Hicclegs love fest.”
  • Tuffnut literally sticks his fingers up Ruffnut’s nostrils.
  • Fishlegs calling Hiccup his best friend. <3
  • “There will always be a Hiccup and Astrid.”
  • Hiccup’s choice of words comforting Astrid in Blindsided was wonderfully done. The things he said were sensitive, thoughtful, deep - things that really are good to say for someone going through that situation.
  • And then Astrid just goes out and kicks butt regardless. I really love the fact that Astrid ended up being the hero in Blindsided. Way to show them how it’s done!
  • SNOTLOUT ACTUALLY SAYS THE WORDS “HICCSTRID” OH MY WHAT. XD XD XD
  • Hiccup calling Dagur “brother” was adorable???

Making cc that looks like it could be made by EA, is pretty hard when you are creating something completely from scratch. It helps to use the textures the game provides (I’ve used floor textures for some of my objects for example), but to completely create a texture from scratch that looks like it’s right out of the game is something I always had trouble with.

Sometimes I’m just putting all sorts of EA furniture in a room and just study the objects to see how they shade them, map them, mesh them etc etc. One thing I always notice is how EA objects have brighter lines along the edges of furniture. With all my research in mind I started meshing a new object for a new mini-set and I gotta say I think I’m getting closer. I’ve only done one test swatch so far, but I’m just going to play around a bit until it looks like it actually comes from the game lol.

tldr; i made a hallway bench that provides two places to sit, one table surface and all of that only on two tiles ay. 

(SPOILERS) Full Text of Verstael’s Research Logs: Episode Prompto

I’ve transcribed all of Verstael’s audiotapes lying around the DLC into text format for easy reference!

I’ve listed them in chronological order for the sake of the timeline, but a list of the logs in the order they’re encountered in-game is at the end. Enjoy, if anyone enjoys collecting in-game info as much as me

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Was  the publication of “A Series Of Unfortunate Events” nothing but a marketing scam?

The success of the series remains a mystery to this day: why would any publisher in their right mind publish and promote a book that prides itself on being terrible, let alone thirteen? There was simply no market for it. Although its sales could retroactively be explained as a collective enthralling of morbid fascination, it must have been hard for Daniel Handler to get his foot in the door. Someone, somewhere, apparently thought that an abysmal product which revels in its own filthiness was a good idea. So where was the profit? Who was originally supposed to benefit from Daniel Handler’s ill-conceived and ungodly experiment?

Other writers, that’s who.

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Goal Setting and Slaying

I asked several people the other day if they consciously has goals for their life, month, day, hour – and if they formed separate, definable goals for each aspect of their life. Not one of them said yes.

This seems so strange to me, because I am an addictive goal setter. The rush of satisfaction you get from crossing a met goal off a list is something that keeps me motivated. That feeling of pride in earning something also keeps me disciplined.

You need goals so you have something to work toward. After all, you can’t reach a destination if you don’t have a destination. They don’t have to be big or traditional,but they do have to be something you can achieve. So here are my tips for goal setting and slayinggg.

  • Set goals for different areas of your life

Have school goals, work goals, relationship goals, house goals, fitness goals, health goals, attitude goals – always be constantly determined upon improving your life and who you are. Be the boss babe you were meant to be.

  • Set goals for different periods of time

Having long-term goals is great because it gives you a general overview of the direction you need to be going in, but having short-term goals is also good because it tells you what you need to be focusing your energies on atm, and helps you manage that precious time wisely.

  • Divide the longer goals into easily reached checkpoints

Sometimes I look at some of the more time costly objectives and I get discouraged. How long will it take me to get in shape? Months? Years? But if I make smaller goals out of that longer goal, it helps me to keep feeling accomplished and like I am moving forward. For example, within your goal to get in shape, set smaller intentions like “by X months I will be able to run Y miles.”

  • Make your goals specific

Telling yourself that you will make good grades isn’t clear, and when your perspective is muddled, your actions won’t be definitive. If you never establish what good grades mean to you, then you may be willing to accept a B or a C or really anything that you want – basically, too vague goals allow you to slack off and make excuses for yourself. Your goals should be specific and intentional. Instead of saying “I will make good grades,” say “I will make all B’s or higher.”

  • Establish a routine

I personally work better with a schedule. It allows me to manage my time more efficiently instead of wasting 3 hours reading fanfiction on Tumblr (whoops). Some things can be wild card events – like although I would really like to learn sign language, I only have a stipulation that I must watch another video on that every two days. Other things, like working out, need more regularity. Sticking to whatever schedule you create for yourself is so so so important. It aids in discipline and focus, which are two things a slayer absolutely needs.

  • Write that routine down

I’m a huge fan of writing everything down, and my list pad is my most-used item on my desk. Not only will it be easier to remember and refer to if you write down your own routine, but it will also help keep you accountable toward what you’re supposed to be doing.

  • Find an accountability partner

Speaking of accountability… It’s more fun (though perhaps more embarrassing) to workout with a friend. Having someone to go through it with you, though, or at least talk about it, is a great benefit. It can be as simple as a classmate who is as equally dedicated to school as you, or a group of friends who have your back. Even cleaning your room is much easier when you have a friend who agrees to clean her own room simultaneously.

  • Pace yourself

Don’t rush, but don’t be slow either. Find a balance that works for you, both time-wise and energy-wise. Take care of yourself, but also take care of your ish.

  • Reward yourself

Always, always reward yourself. It doesn’t have to be big – although it certainly can be. Reward yourself by reading that book you’ve been wanting to for a long time or going out for some ice cream. Rewards can also be a great motivator. For example, the only reason I survived finals week was because I told myself I was going to treat myself to a new pair of shoes when it was over. Every math test I took, I also set different rewards for myself – if I made a 100% I would go buy myself a book, if I made a 90% I would watch Captain America (who is bae), if I made 80% I would get an hour to be completely and utterly lazy.

  • Deal with failure

Don’t be discouraged when you fail, but allow yourself to be disappointed. Disappointment is one of the worst feelings, but channel it correctly and it can become a reason to do better. Failure is what gives success its flavor.


“Setting goals is the first step in turning the invisible into the visible,” - Tony Robbins

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Spring Time-(Theo Raeken)

Originally posted by urlasenzavoce

Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Theo Raeken and (Y/N)

Word Count: 640

Pairing: Theo Raeken x Reader

Warning: none?

Summary: your boyfriend Theo hears you play the piano for the first time 

(A/N) Once again, a quick drabble written whilst I’m pumped full of painkillers :)))

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Yes - Harry Styles Mini Series (Part 4)

Originally posted by pinkharold

Part 3

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That next morning you woke up in bed alone. You groaned wrapping the sheets around you because you were freezing. All of a sudden you heard shouting and looked over at Harry pacing out on the balcony. He was on the phone with someone and you’ve never seen him so angry. 

Yes, over the years you two have had your fair share of arguments where you both had gotten angry, but he never got that upset. 

“I don’t fucking care! I’m not going to use my girlfriend as a way to sell albums! I don’t give a shit if it helps my name get out there and publicity. I already told you that I wanted my music to do the talking! Not who I’m dating or seen with! And to go behind my back like that and invade my privacy! I can’t believe that someone from my own fucking team did it,” he screamed. 

You sighed wanting to go out there and calm him down, but all of a sudden you felt a lurch in your stomach and quickly ran into the bathroom. After get sick a few times, you sat against the wall and wiped your mouth. You sighed tilting your head back and closing your eyes. 

When the sick feeling subsided, you reached into your bag to find some medicine. You had some anti-nausea medicine for when you traveled and would get motion sickness, but when you looked through your bag it was when you noticed something that you knew the medicine would no longer help. 

You had an entire supply of feminine products that you had yet to use. You quickly did the math in your head and realized that you should have had your period by now.  

No. No. No. No. No. You mumbled to yourself as you went back into the room and grabbed your phone. You had an app on your phone and it would tell you when you were supposed to be having your period. When you clicked on it, you saw that you were more than a few days late, but what freaked you out, even more, was that the week you were in New York was also the week that was highlighted as a “Best Chance of Getting Pregnant” week. 

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. 

For the second time that morning, you found yourself running to the bathroom. 

**

“Jeff, I don’t care. You better find out who arranged it and when you do, they’re fired,” he said before hanging up. 

He was beyond pissed at this point and knew he needed to calm down. He decided to head to the gym. He went back into the room and saw you walking out of the bathroom. 

“Hey, is everything okay?” He asked. 

“Yeah,” you mumbled. “I’m just… uh… not feeling well.” 

“Do you have a fever?” He asked. 

“I don’t think so,” you sighed sitting on the bed. 

“Do you want to run to the store and get you some things?” He asked. 

“No, I’m just going to get some rest,” you said. 

“Do you mind if I go to the gym for an hour or do you need me here?” He asked. 

“Oh, no I’ll be fine,” you said. “How’d the phone call go?” 

He sighed grabbing his gym clothes from his bag and changing. “Not well,” he said. “Jeff didn’t know anything, but then he had the audacity to say that even though it wasn’t ideal, it helps to get my name out there.” 

“Wow,” you said. 

“I know, I told him I didn’t care and want to know who sold me out because the second I do, they’re fired,” he said. 

You nodded laying back on the bed. 

“Are you sure you don’t need anything?” He asked. 

“Yeah, I’m sure,” you said. 

He looked at you suspiciously but just gave you a kiss on the forehead. “I’ll have my phone if you need anything,” he said.

“Okay,” you said. 

He grabs his gym bag and walked out of the room. Once you were sure he was gone, you grabbed your phone and called Manny. 

“What?” He groaned into the phone when he answered it. 

“I-I need you to do me a favor,” you said. 

“This early in the morning?” He groaned. 

“It’s not that early,” you sighed. “And this is serious.” 

“Okay, what it is?” He asked. 

You sighed. “I-I need you to go to the drugstore and buy a pregnancy test.” 

“Why would I need to get- HOLY SHIT ARE YOU PREGNANT!” He screamed. 

“No! I mean I don’t fucking know,” you sighed. “Which is why I need you to get the test and we both know that I can’t exactly go and buy it without the chance of someone seeing.” 

“Does Harry know?” He asked. 

“No, he doesn’t. He’s at the gym right now, so you should have time to run there and bring it back and you can’t tell him or mention it to him,” you said quickly. 

“You’re going to have to tell him, you know,” he said. 

“He doesn’t have to know anything unless I’m pregnant,” you said. 

He sighed, “Okay, I’ll be there in ten.” 

You hung up the phone and laid back. You didn’t know what you were going to do. 

**

Manny arrived with the test in hand a few minutes later. You let him in and he sat on the bed. 

“So, you’re going to take it without Harry knowing about it?” He asked. 

“Yes, I don’t want to freak him out when it could be nothing to freak out about,” you said. 

“I still think you should at least tell him that you two had a scare,” he said. “But I thought you were on Birth Control anyway.” 

“I am,” you sighed. “But sometimes if you don’t take it at the exact time every day it might not be as effective…” 

“But you still use other forms of protection right?” He asked. 

“We didn’t in New York,” you mumbled. “I mean we didn’t exactly plan on hooking up, so we didn’t have other means of protection handy.” 

“Do you want me to stay while you take it?” He asked. 

“Please,” you whispered. 

He nodded and you grabbed the bag and go into the bathroom. You opened up the test and read the directions. After you took the test, you set the timer on your phone and sat next to Manny on the bed. You both were silent until the timer went off. 

You felt sick again, but you knew it was from the nerves. You looked down at the test and saw the word “PREGNANT” written across the little screen. You immediately broke down in tears and Manny wrapped his arms around you. 

He rubbed your back and let you cry onto his shoulder. 

“What am I going to do?” You cried. 

“I don’t know, but you need to talk to Harry about it,” he whispered. 

You shook your head. “I can’t… I mean not right now. He’s going through so much and I-” You cried. 

“Y/N, you need to tell him. You don’t have to go through this alone. I mean it is his baby right?” He asked. 

“Of course it is,” you sighed. 

“Then you need to tell him,” he whispered. 

“He should be back from the gym soon,” you mumbled. 

“Do you want me to leave?” He asked. 

“No, but you probably should,” you whispered. 

He nodded and gave you a hug before walking out the door. You were freaking out and you didn’t know what you were going to do. You sat on the bed with your knees to your chest. You hid the pregnancy test under the pillow when you heard the door open. 

Harry walked in and threw his bag on the ground. “Hey baby, feeling better?” He asked leaning into kiss you. 

You turned your head away and he looked at you confused. “What’s wrong?” He asked. 

“I think you should leave,” you whispered. 

“Wait, what?” He asked. 

“I think you should leave. I think you should pack your things and move on,” you sniffled. 

“Y/N, baby, what are you talking about?” He said. “You’re scaring me.” 

“You just need to go,” you said pushing him away. “Just go!” 

“Not until you tell me what’s wrong,” he said grabbing your hands as you hit them against his chest. 

“Everything is wrong! Everything is ruined,” you cried. “I’m just going to hold you back, so just go!” 

“Baby, I think we should call a doctor,” he said. “What’s going on?” 

“I’m not sick,” you sniffled. 

“Then what’s wrong, please tell me,” he whispered taking your face into his hands and making you look at him. 

“You’re going to hate me,” you whispered. “You’re going to leave me.” 

“No, I’m not. I love you, I’m not leaving you again,” he whispered. “Just please tell me what’s wrong.” 

“I-I’m” you whispered. “I’m pregnant.” 

All color drained from his face and his hands dropped to his sides. “W-What?” He asked. 

You got the test from underneath the pillow and showed it to him. He took it in his hands and saw that it was positive. “But we’ve been safe…” he whispered. “And you’re on the pill.” 

“The pill is only 100% effective if you take it at the exact same time each day and when I’m traveling… with time zones and everything, it throws me off. So, I guess when we were in New York… the pill wasn’t as safe…” you sniffled. 

“You knew?” He said. “I told you that we shouldn’t have because I didn’t have any protection, but you said that we were fine.” 

“Because I thought we were! Damn it we only did it a couple of times and I figured that being on the pill, in general, was better than nothing! Do you think I wanted this right now? Do you think I purposely got pregnant?” You said. 

“No! I don’t, but I just.. this can’t be fucking happening right now,” he said running his hands through his hair. 

“See this is why you should just leave,” you sniffled. 

Harry turned around and looked over at you. “Do you honestly think I’m would just leave?” He whispered. “That I would just leave you to raise this baby or leave you alone while you dealt with this?” 

You shook your head. He walked over to you and wrapped you in his arms. “When I said I’m never leaving you and that I was going to be with you forever, I meant it,” he whispered. 

“But you don’t have time to worry about a baby,” you sniffled. “Your album is coming out in a few weeks, then you have your movie in the summer and touring later on in the year. You’d be in the middle of a tour when the baby would be born.” 

“Is this the most opportune time for us? Hell no,” he sighed. “But that doesn’t mean I’m just going to abandon you,” he sniffled. 

“What are we going to do?” You whispered laying your head against his chest. 

“Well, we should probably consider our options first and then go from there,” he whispered. 

“I want to have the baby,” you whispered. “I don’t know how we’re going to fucking have a baby, but I could never personally go through the other options.” 

“Hey, we’ll figure it out,” he said. “But before we do anything, you should see a doctor. I want to make sure everything is okay with you.” 

“I’ll call my doctor and see if she recommends anyone in the next city,” you sniffled. 

“But baby, it’s going to be okay. We’re going to get through this,” he said. 

“What if we can’t?” You cried. “What if this pulls us apart?” 

“We won’t let that happen,” he said taking your head in his hands again. “We love each other and this baby… our baby was made by and with that love. It won’t break us.” 

You looked at him and couldn’t help, but break down in tears once again. 

**

Over the next few days, things were a little bit different between you and Harry. It wasn’t anything bad, but you could tell that you both were nervous and scared about the pregnancy and the doctor’s appointment. 

The only people who knew about you being pregnant was you and Harry and the Manny. Harry was a little upset that you hadn’t confided in him that morning when you took the test, but he understood your decision in involving Manny. 

You were waiting in the doctor’s office right now and the doctor arranged for you to come before they opened so that none of the other patients might recognize you and Harry. 

Harry held your hand the entire time. “I know this might sound a bit old fashioned, but I kinda always thought I would be in this position after I was married,” he said. 

“Me too,” you sighed. “And I didn’t expect this to happen until I was much closer to thirty.” 

Harry kissed your head and the doctor called you back. They ran a few tests and then gave you an exam before coming back with the results. 

“Okay, Y/N, Harry,” she said. “We have the test results from both your urine and blood tests and they both confirm that you’re pregnant.” 

Tears filled your eyes and Harry took your hand. 

“How far along?” You whispered. 

“A few weeks,” she said. “We go by the date that you start ovulating not when you conceived.” 

You nodded. 

“And just so you know, you do have more than one option,” she stated. 

“We know, but we’ve decided to keep the baby,” you said quietly. 

“Okay, we’ll send these results to your primary doctor and I suggest that you make an appointment with them asap, so you can get your prenatal care started. We can give you some vitamins to start taking, but as far as other care, it’s better for your doctor to assess that,” she said. 

“Thank you,” you whispered. 

“I’ll let you get dressed and be back with the information,” she said. 

You nodded. 

After she left, Harry looked over at you. “Well, looks like Niall is the last one of the group,” he laughed. 

You looked at him confused. “To have a kid? Louis, then Liam, now me,” he said. 

“Oh! Right,” you laughed. “He’s gonna feel the pressure now.” 

You stand up from the table and reach for your shirt when Harry put his hand on your belly. “I can’t believe that our baby is growing inside of there,” he whispered. 

“I know. I’m a whirlwind of emotions right now,” you laughed. “I’m absolutely terrified, but I’m also happy.” 

“I know exactly what you mean,” he whispered. “I keep thinking this is not the best time and I’m scared as hell about it, but I’m having a baby with the love my life,” he smiled. “I’m gonna be a daddy.” 

“Yeah, you are,” you smiled putting your hand over his. 

He leaned down to kiss you and then the nurse came back in. She handed you a packet of information and some vitamin samples to get you started. After you leave, you two head to a nearby Starbucks to grab some breakfast. 

“So, I guess our next step in this whole process would be to tell everyone,” he said. “I mean not everyone, but our families for sure.” 

“Yeah, but I think it would be best to maybe wait a bit,” you said. “I just want to see my own doctor and make sure everything is still going well.”

He nodded. “Will it be after tour?” 

You nodded taking a sip of your green tea. “Luckily I only have a few weeks left,” you said. 

“And then we’ll go from there,” he said taking your hand. “I’ll only be with you for another week and then I’ll be going back to London for a few things and then New York and LA. I’ll be doing quite a bit of traveling once the album is released, so I don’t know how we’ll be able to be together during that time.” 

“I can join you. I’ll be back in LA by the time that you’re there and then I can go to the doctor while I’m back and we can try and figure out when to tell our family,” you said. 

“I just don’t want you to travel any more than you after too because you’ve already been traveling so much and now that… you know… you’ll be traveling for a few more weeks and I want you to be able to take it easy,” he said. 

“And I will. I promise,” you smiled. “And hopefully we can take that nice, romantic vacation together that you promised.” 

“As long as you’re still feeling up to it,” he smiled. 

“I plan on it,” you laughed. 

After a quick bite to eat, the two of you head back to the hotel. You looked through the little pamphlets and information packets that the nurse gave you. 

“Anything interesting?”  He asked jumping on the bed beside you. 

“Yes and no,” you said. “Apparently our baby is only about this big,” you said making an itty bitty circle with your hand. “And it’s going to go from that to like baby sized, which means I’m gonna get fat,” you groaned. “I mean I know I’m not exactly super duper skinny right now, but I’m not like really really big either,” you mumbled. “But I will be.” 

“You’ll be pregnant, not fat and even if you were, I’d still love you,” he said grabbing some of the papers from you and reading them. 

“But would you still find me attractive?” You said. 

“Of course I would,” he said. 

“So, when I look like I’m carrying a 20-pound watermelon under my shirt, you’re still gonna be like all over me and wanting to fuck?” You asked looking at him. 

He looked at you and laughed. 

“What? That’s not funny!” You whined. “I’m being serious.” 

“I know, but I just I wasn’t expecting you to word it like that,” he laughed. “But yes, you could look like you’re carrying a 50+ pound watermelon under your shirt and I would still wanna fuck you every chance I had.” 

“What about stretch marks? Cause there’s gonna be tons of those,” you said. 

“Even then,” he said. 

“What about the aftermath of being pregnant? Like I’m not gonna look the same as I do now,” you said. 

“Baby, you don’t have to worry about me ever not being attracted to you and finding you sexy,” he said. 

“You say that now when I still look like this, but that could change when I start showing,” you said. 

“Actually, I think I’m going to find you even more attractive because I’ll look at you and see our little bundle of love growing inside of you,” he smiled. 

“You’re so fucking cheesy,” you laughed. 

“It’s all those Rom-Coms,” he joked. 

You laughed shaking your head as you laid back on the bed and Harry joined you. 

“This isn’t a mistake right?” You whispered looking over at him. “I mean we’re both still really young and we have our careers going for us. Not to mention that we just got back together.” 

“It’s not a mistake,” he whispered. “Would I change things if I could? Maybe, at least maybe until we were a bit older, but I can’t change it and I don’t want to change it. I’m happy, I really am. At first, I was scared and upset because it wasn’t planned, obviously, but now I couldn’t be more happy and excited.” 

You smiled. “That makes me happy to hear that. I was so scared to tell you that day when I found out,” you whispered. 

He sighed looking over at you. “Baby, I wish you didn’t feel that way.” 

“I know, but I was just afraid of how you would react,” you sighed sadly. “I thought maybe you’d be upset and think that I and this baby would ruin your life.” 

“Y/N, no,” he whispered pulling you on top of him. “You could never ruin my life and a baby couldn’t either.” 

You smiled a bit laying your head down on his chest. He wrapped his arms around you and rubbed your back. “We’re having a baby,” you whispered. 

“I know,” he smiled widely. “We’re going to have a baby just in time for Christmas.” 

“Wow, yeah, we will,” you said. “How do you think our family is going to take it?” 

“I’d hope they’d be happy for us,” he said. 

“Me too, but both your Mom and your sister were apprehensive about us getting back together in the first place, do you really think they’d be happy that we’re having a baby together,” you sighed.

“If they know that I’m happy and that I want this, they’re gonna be thrilled,” he said. 

“And you do want this right?” You asked. 

“Yeah, I do,” he smiled. “And you want this right?” 

“Of course,” you smiled. “Do you want a boy or a girl?” 

“I just want a healthy baby,” he smiled. “I want both my babies to be healthy.” 

You giggled sitting up and lifting your shirt up a bit. Harry smiled and put his hand on your belly for the second time that day. “Hi, baby,” he whispered. “It’s your daddy.” 

You smiled looking down at him. 

“And I love you so much,” he smiled. “And I love your Mummy, so make sure you’re good to her. We don’t want her feeling bad, okay?” 

“I don’t think they can hear you,” you giggled. 

“You don’t know that,” he said. 

“Actually I do,” you laughed. “The baby is only a teeny tiny speck.” 

“That’s so rude! Our baby isn’t a speck,” he laughed. 

“Technically it is,” you laughed. 

Harry rolled his eyes and pulled you back down onto his stomach. You laughed looking up at him. “What was that about?” You asked. 

“Nothing, nothing,” he smirked. “Just wanna cuddle is all.” 

“You and your cuddling,” you joked. 

“Hey! If I remember correctly it was my cuddling that made you fall for me,” he smirked. 

“Just because I literally fell on you and you wrapped your arms around me and had a quick drunken chat doesn’t exactly qualify as cuddling,” you said poking his nose. 

He laughed. “Maybe not, but after that specific moment we did cuddle.” 

“Only because you’re a handsy drunk,” you laughed. “We were talking and you couldn’t keep your hands off me. Ed was laughing his ass off because he thought you were going to regret your actions in the morning.” 

“Well, it seemed to work,” he smirked. “Because now you can’t keep your hands off me.” 

“Oh, whatever,” you rolled your eyes. “Anyway, I want some frozen yogurt.” 

He groaned. “But I don’t want to get up.” 

“Then don’t, I’ll just go all by myself,” you pouted. 

“Ugh, fine,” he said sitting up. “I’ll go, but then we come back and cuddle.” 

“Maybe,” you said grabbing your purse. 

“Y/N,” he whined with a stomp of his foot. 

“What?” You smirked. 

“You’re so mean,” he said wrapping his arms around your shoulders as he walked behind you. “All I wanna do is cuddle with my girlfriend, but noooo you want to frozen yogurt.” 

“Oh my goodness, we’ll come back,” you laughed. “The place is right next door.” 

“We could get it to go,” he said. 

“Sure,” you laughed. 

While the two of you were at the frozen yogurt shop, you could see cameras outside and some fans standing across the street. You bit your lip and sighed. 

“What’s wrong?” Harry asks pouring his flavor of choice into the cup. 

“Seeing the paps outside and the fans has me thinking…” you sighed. “What are we going to do once I start to show? I don’t want to make this huge annoucement or have everyone know about it. Not until we’re ready.” 

“I agree. It’s no one else’s business but ours, our family, and close friends,” he said adding some fruit. “But we’ll figure something out to protect you and the little one.” 

“Speaking of figuring out, did you ever find out who sold you out?” You asked adding some fruit and cookie bits to yours. 

“No, I honestly think Jeff knows, but he won’t tell me,” he sighed. 

“That’s not like him,” you said. “But I mean, do you think it was him though?” 

“That did cross my mind, but I wouldn’t see him doing that,” he said. 

“Maybe he thought it would be okay since you’ve sort of done in it in the past,” you said putting your cup on the weighing station. 

The cashier adds up the totals and Harry pays before handing you yours. You quickly take a bite and he gets his change before putting it all in the tip jar and grabbing his. 

“There’s a huge difference between those “relationships” and ours,” he said taking a bite. “Those were arranged strickly for publictiy. I mean sure, I got on with them, but there wasn’t any feelings there.” 

“Good to know,” you mumbled as you walked back to the hotel. 

“Baby, you know you’re the only one that’s ever had my heart,” he smirked. 

You laughed sneaking a spoonful of his yogurt. 

“Hey! That’s mine,” he groaned. 

“Hey, I’m eating for two now,” you whispered. 

“I still can’t believe it,” he said shaking his head. 

“Me either, but it’s happening,” you said. 

He smiled and wrapped his arm around your shoulder again. “Now, back to the conversation, maybe he did and maybe he did it with good intentions but the paps took it too far,” he sighed. “But either way, I would be really disappointed because he could have at least told me.” 

“Yeah,” you nodded. 

**

When you got back up to the hotel, you decided to change into something more comfortable. Before you put your shirt on, however, you looked at yourself in the mirror. 

“It’s crazy to think that there’s something in there,” you whispered looking down at your stomach. 

“Yeah and to think it was all because we fucked,” Harry said with a big mouthful of yogurt. 

You picked up a pillow from the couch and threw it at him. 

“Oi! What was that for?” He laughed. 

“You make it sound like we just hooked up and out comes a baby,” you said. 

“I was joking,” he laughed. 

You bit your lip again and then looked over at him. “You know how you said eariler at the doctor’s that you had always thought you would be married before you had kids?” You asked. 

“Yeah,” he said. 

“When you thought of that, did you ever- did you ever hope that it would be with me?” You whispered. 

“That I would have the babies with you and that we’d be married?” He asked. 

You nodded. 

“Come here,” he said opening his arms. 

You walked over and sat on his lap. He wrapped his arms around you and you leaned against his chest. 

“When I was younger, I’d always hoped that I would meet the girl of my dreams and fall in love, get married, and have babies,” he laughed. “I thought that was what people did you know? I mean that’s what they do in the movies and in love songs.” 

“But then, my life changed and I was traveling and girls were throwing themselves at me and people were trying to use me and I started wondering if I’d ever find that person for me. I knew I was still young and that I wasn’t even thinking about marriage or kids then, but it didn’t mean that I didn’t want someone to love.” he whispered. 

“Then you came to Ed’s party and I had always been a huge fan of you and thought you were so hot, but once we started talking, even though we were both shitfaced,” he laughed. “I felt something with you that I never felt with anyone. I remember when Ed told me how I was that night with you, I was so embarrased and thought I fucked up any chance I had to ask you out, but somehow I didn’t and we went out for breakfast one morning.” 

“And that first year we were together, I kept picturing a future with you. I pictured us going on holidays to celebrate our anniversaries. I thought about going to a ring shop one day and picking out the best ring for you and planning this huge romantic propsal. And you walking down the aisle and us getting married and spending our lives together and everything that goes along with that,” he smiled. 

“However, things got in the way and we broke up. I was devestated because not only did I lose you, but I lost the future that I pictured us having,” he whispered. “And each time we tried getting back together, my hope grew back, only to be let down again.” 

“And now?” You asked. “What do you feel now?” 

“I feel like… no I know that one day we’ll get married and that this baby is just the first of many,” he smiled putting his hand on your belly. 

“Oh really?” You giggled. “You’re just so sure that I’m gonna carry more than one baby.” 

He laughed. “Well not anytime soon, but one day.” 

You shook your head with a laugh and put your head on his shoulder and your face in his neck. “I’m scared, Harry,” you whispered after a bit. 

“I know baby, I am too, but we have each other,” he whispered. “And we’re going to get through this together.” 

“What if I’m a horrible mother?” You sniffled. “Or what if this is my last tour and my career is over.” 

“You’re not going to be a horrible mother. You’re going to be the best damn mother ever and our baby is going to love you so much,” he smiled. “And there are plenty of female artists who are Mums and still kill it on stage and have a career.” 

“But can I do that?” You whispered. 

“If anyone can do it, it’s you baby,” he smiled. “You’re too fucking talented and amazing not to.” 

You smiled a bit. “I love you,” you whispered. “You can always make me feel better.” 

“I love you too and that’s my job, baby,” he smiled kissing your head. 

“Now, I believe you wanted to cuddle,” you giggled. 

He smirked laying you both back on the bed. You smiled cuddling up to him as much as you could. Both of you were scared of what was happening, but you had each other and that was all that mattered. 


**I feel like this part was all over the place and doesn’t make sense… Sorry! I hope you like it anyway! 

Auston Matthews - One Big Happy Family

“Hiii! Could you please do an Auston Matthews pregnancy imagine. Thaaaank you” - @jessicaa1994

Okay I got really into this and I hope you like it!

Word count: 1342
Warnings: none.
it’s basically all fluff.

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Being in a doctor’s office always made you nervous. Your period was very irregular and you wanted to see what you could do about it. The last thing you expected to hear was that you are already three months pregnant. It wasn’t unusual for you to go a couple months without your period so you didn’t think anything of it.
“We’re going to transfer you to a different room so we can do an ultrasound.” The doctor said.
“Can I call my boyfriend first? I think he should be here for this.” You say, still shocked at the events that have unfolded within this doctor’s visit.
The phone rang twice before he answered.
“Hey, babe. How did the check-up go?”
“Uhm, you need to come to the hospital. There’s news you need to be here for.”
“I’m on my way.”

He was there within 5 minutes. You were barely getting set up in your new room when he appeared in the doorway. The floor specialty and the equipment in the room was a dead giveaway of what the news could be.
“Hey,” he said, out of breath.
“Hey,” you smiled at him. He stood beside your bed and gave you a kiss.

Once the image of the baby appeared on the screen, Auston began to cry.
“We’re really having a baby.” He said, wiping away his tears. He was holding your hand and squeezing it.
The doctor left you two to talk.
“I had no idea or I would’ve taken a test sooner.” You tell him.
“It doesn’t even matter. I’m just so happy that it’s happening.” He smiled down at you.

You two had never actually talked about kids or having a family yet. There was always small talk about a house and marriage but, kids were never a highlight of any discussion. Back at his apartment, while cuddling with him on the couch, you began to wonder how much this was going to change everything.
“Do you want a boy or a girl?” You asked Auston. He looked concentrated on coming up with an answer. Then he began to rub your belly.
“I think I want a little girl. I loved having little sisters. I think I’d do pretty good having a baby girl.” He finally answered.

The day of her birth came and it was all sorts of hectic. Auston had a home game when your water broke at your apartment. Auston’s parents had been staying with you all week in anticipation of your baby’s arrival. His dad was at the game so they could easily be in contact with Auston as his mom took you to the hospital.
“Breathe, honey.” Ema told you, while trying to breathe at a pace you could keep up with.
You were being wheelchaired into the hospital that you were set up to deliver at. It was only a few blocks from the ACC.
“Where’s Auston?” You asked as you were given a room and they were setting you up for delivery.
“Brian and Auston are on their way.” Ema reassured you.
The doctor and nurses were encouraging you to push but you didn’t, you couldn’t, do it without Auston by your side. You began crying out of frustration.
“Ema, please wait in the hallway until Auston gets here. I need him here as soon as possible.” You cried out.
Ema was quick to leave the room while nurses continued to encourage you to push.
It felt like an eternity but you finally heard running down the hallways and Auston burst into the room still in most of his gear. It was like a weight lifted off your shoulders as soon as he entered the room.
“You got this babe.” Auston said, by your side, holding your hand and occasionally giving you kisses on the head for encouragement. Auston was all the encouragement you needed to make it through the rest of the labor.
Your daughter was born healthy and already with a head full of hair. You were the first to hold her and the nurses were quick to give Auston a robe and gloves to hold the baby. Since it wasn’t ideal that he was still in hockey gear covered in sweat.
Your little family was given an hour of alone time and it felt like a lifetime. Everything changed so fast. During your skin-to-skin session with your daughter, Auston got washed up and changed so he could hold her properly.
“She’s so tiny.” He said in awe. You couldn’t stop smiling at both of them.
“Do you want to hold her?” You asked him. His eyes filled with fear.
“How do I do it?” He asked. You scooted over on your bed so he could prop himself beside you. You gently handed her off to Auston.
“Hi, little baby. I’m your daddy.” He told her. She was squirming a little but her eyes were closed.
“I can’t believe we made a baby.” He said, resting his head on yours.
“I can’t believe we are parents.” You whispered. His eyes got wide again.
“I’m a Dad.” He whispered.
“You’re a daddy.” You chuckled.

Hours had past and family had come and gone. You were both getting more comfortable with holding your newborn as well as letting others. Finally, Willy and Mitch came to visit. They were the two teammates you wanted to see the most.
“we got a new little player?” Willy asked.
“She might need to learn to walk first before we put her out on the ice.” You laughed.
“Thank goodness she looks like you (y/n).” Mitch chimed in. Auston gave him a glare but then shrugged in agreement.
“Can I hold her?” Mitch asked sheepishly, “I know how to hold babies real well!”
You handed her off to him and he was so carefully rocking her back and forth.
“What’s her name?” Willy asked. You and Auston looked at each other, then, in unison, “Nylah Michelle Matthews.”
“Is that, is that after us?” Mitch pieced together. You nodded. Willy did a victory dance.
“This is the coolest thing ever!” Willy squealed. They both took turned being in awe over her.
“Hey, babe.” Auston scooted himself close to you in the bed.
“Mhm?” You asked.
“Since the baby is finally in someone else’s hands,” he said, grabbing your hands in his, “and since everything is absolutely perfect.” He paused and took a second to look deep into your eyes while stroking your face.
“Would you do me the honor, of sharing the same last name as me and Nylah?” He pulled a ring out of his pocket and held it in front of you. You thought you were all out of emotions for the day but you could feel tears starting to form. You couldn’t speak, just nod your head endlessly while he placed the ring on your finger. He smiled and a tears fell from his face as he kissed you. Little did both of you know that Willy took this intimate moment as an opportunity to take a selfie of all 5 of you in the room. Mitch was holding the baby with a big grin on his face, you and Auston were in the back kissing with your engagement ring fully visible, and Willy just looked like he won the lotto with how big of a smile he had.
“CONGRATULATIONS! And can I pleeaaaseee post this big happy family photo??” Willy begged.
You rolled your eyes and laughed, “go for it. Now people will stop bugging Auston about the status of his relationship with me.”
“Seriously, you guys gave her the best name ever.” Mitch said while still gently rocking her back and forth.
“Named her after our two favorite girls.” Auston chirped.
Everyone rolled their eyes. Mitch passed your daughter back to you and the boys eventually left.
“How does day one as the Matthews family feel?” Auston asked you, stroking your hair as you were resting with Nylah in your arms.
“It’s the best feeling in the world.” You smiled.

Originally posted by laurafortino

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Was experimenting with some new pens I’d gotten, and decided that Gwyndolin should be my first victim.

As far as an ink-test goes, it was a great success. The pens (a set of new gold, silver, and white gel pens) have super great coverage, though they’re a little goopy and hard to control. I need to mess with them some more, I think, but this was pretty good! It’s also shiny in the light.

It looks better in real life than in pictures, sadly.