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Harry Potter Soap Opera

No, seriously. Someone write this. Can you just imagine all of the clichés and crazy things that could happen in a Harry Potter soap opera?

People mysteriously dying but somehow still alive?

Fudge: He-who-must-not-be-named is dead! How can he be alive? 

*Dramatic close up of a nose-less face.* Voldemort: It’s almost like I have seven lives. *Dun dun dun*

*Whole crowd gasps*

Cast members being switched out and no one says anything. 

Harry: Is it just me, or does Dumbledore look different to you guys?

Ron: No, it’s just you. 

Someone get’s framed for murder and everyone vilifies them.

Sirius: I’m innocent! Innocent, I tell you!

Dumbledore: I’m not giving you a trial because the evidence is against you and I suck as a person. 

*Whole crowd gasps*

Evil twin brothers.

Angelina catching George cheating with Alicia: I can’t believe you! We were going to get married!

George running into the room, panting as if he ran a mile: No! It’s not what you think! That’s Fred, my evil twin brother!

*Whole crowd gasps*

Someone is found out to have been framed and everyone loves them again.

Sirius: I told you I was framed! Eat dirt and die. 

Dumbledore shaking his head solemnly: I always believed in you but it was out of my hands. 

*Whole crowd boos*

Insane medical miracles. 

Madam Pomfrey: Quick he’s flat lining! *Gives completely bullshit scenario that somehow saves the patient, even though it defies logic.*

Severus: I’m alive?

*Whole crowd gasps*

Couple finds out they are actually somehow related to each other. 

Sirius trying not to cry: Tonks, we are distantly related. Cousins, in fact. 

Tonks: What are you saying?

Sirius: That we can’t be together, obviously. 

*Whole crowd gasps*

Sleeps with ex’s best friend to get over past lover. 

Sirius still trying not to cry: I know I told you that we couldn’t be together. But I didn’t think you would do this!

Tonks: But I love Remus!

Sirius: It’s been a day! How can you be in love in a day?

Remus kneeling down: Tonks, I feel like we’ve been together forever. Will you marry me?

*Whole crowd gasps*

Pregnancies happen in just a few episodes and no one says anything. 

Harry holding the baby: Tell me if it’s just me, but I thought Tonks only got pregnant last week. 

Ron: It’s just you. 

People mysteriously coming out of comas.

Neville: Mum! Dad! 

*Whole crowd gasps*

Children age overnight and no one says anything. 

Harry: Is it just me, or was Teddy only five yesterday and now he’s thirty?

Ron: It’s just you. 

People mysteriously getting amnesia. 

Doctor: We aren’t sure what happened. Lockhart seemed fine one moment and the next it was as if he was obliviated. 

Ron: Oh wow… cool story. One that I had nothing to do with. *Runs away*

People get married so many times that no one cares anymore. 

Harry: Is it just me, or isn’t this like the tenth wedding for Mrs. Zabini?

Ron: It’s just you. 

Marriages are a thing of the past. 

Ginny: What do you mean you want a divorce?

Harry: I can’t hide it anymore. I’m in love with someone else. 

Draco runs into the room, fan flowing his hair dramatically: He’s with me!

*Whole crowd gasps*

Running away with spouse’s sibling. 

Ron: I don’t understand. I thought we were happy. 

Hermione: I love you but I love your brother more. 

Ron covering his chest in despair: Which one? There’s so many of us. 

Hermione: Percy. 

*Whole crowd cringes*

Sibling that no one knew existed suddenly comes out of the woodworks. 

Harry: Is it just me, or hasn’t Charlie always been a part of the family?

Ron: It’s just you. 

Drama always happens at a wedding. 

Ginny running down the isle screaming: Stop the wedding! Malfoy isn’t what he seems! He is hiding a heinous secret!

Harry turns to Draco in worry:

Draco internally finding ways to murder Ginny:

Ginny: That’s not his real hair! 

*Whole crowd gasps*

Insane amount of crime happens in a tiny town that defies logic. 

Harry: Is it just me, or has their been eight robberies, five murders and two kidnappings just this week? That’s not normal, right?

Ron: It’s just you. 


I want a Harry Potter soap opera! Feel free to add your own clichés! 

I just want Tony to have a daughter (when he inevitably has a kid in one of the future movies, especially with all the blatant foreshadowing with him assuming very fatherly roles in two) and name her Maria

  • She’d be like a complete Tony 2.0, and everyone thinks it’s hilarious and Tony develops Pepper’s trademarked brand of long suffering sighs
  • like Tony would finally feel confident about the dad thing after a pep talk from peter or something like ‘ok yeah i basically have a son i can totally do this’ then like bam a little girl and he takes one look at her and is instantly obsessed but also like “fuck i’m doomed”
  • Tony would go on rants every other day for eighteen years that she was most definitely blessed by his mom up in heaven like the sleeping beauty fairies to punish him for his horrible teenage years
  • as a teen she’s basically Tony’s memories of Spring Break 1989 made flesh
  • Tony’s first baby purchases were 10 pairs of designer baby sunglasses
  • As a baby refuses to wear Iron Man onesies, only Captain America ones, which Tony would look back on as a omen
  • Inherits Tony’s big brown bambi eyes because god hates him, and he hated them being called that but couldn’t deny the facts after they had her
  • Uses bambi eyes purely for very effective evil
  • Goes as captain america for halloween for like five years in a row and stares at steve tearfully until he gives her the actual shield
  • Steve likes to hum “how do we solve a problem like maria” whenever tony is having heart attack symptoms because of her
  • Totally a spoiled baby princess, like every time she even looks at something like she wants it Tony would be like “we’ll take twelve”
  • Pepper would spend 18 years saying no to pony purchases
  • Maria and Tony hide secret puppies from Pepper constantly before she gives in but then Tony has to bribe Maria into not naming the golden retriever steve 
  • All of her doubtlessly kung-fu trained nannies quit because tony is overprotective and crazy, so Tony makes Peter the Spider-Nanny
  • Peter loves it and carries Maria around in a Spider-Man baby carrier everywhere
  • Enjoys setting things on fire in Tony’s lab because she loves DUM-E and wants him to feel useful
  • Pepper doesn’t even get mad, she thinks it’s only right that he gets grey hairs after her hair styling putting such a dent in her income in all the years she’s kept him alive and Rhodey thinks it’s the best thing ever
  • Upsettingly pretty (b/c RDJ + Gwyneth Paltrow) and it ruins Tony’s life ages 14 +
  • Grows up to be tiny and Tony is rightfully terrified of all five feet of her
on being unprepared

on this day 8 (eight!) years ago I had a baby in the bathroom after uttering the immortally stupid words “there’s something between my legs!” You have to understand that I had never had a baby before so I didn’t have any point of comparison and the midwife who came over during the night when my waters broke thought it would take HOURS longer than it did, hence my surprise. “We’ll be there in a few minutes,” she said on the phone when I explained that I thought I was pushing, but by the time she got there my mum & partner had already done the delivery honours and I was sitting blinking on the bathroom floor, holding a baby wrapped in a beach towel and wondering what had just happened. (I’d had a baby, obviously, but making a new person is quite hard to take in before breakfast.) 

And today that baby is EIGHT and got a skateboard for her birthday and is generally brilliant, so if a person as blatantly unprepared for parenthood as I was in 2009 can keep a tiny defenseless human being alive for 8 entire years (8 ENTIRE YEARS) then I am here to tell you that you, too, can do the thing, whatever the thing you feel unprepared for is! Just have a beach towel handy! Try not to say anything really stupid because your mum will keep telling the story for the rest of her life and you’ll wish you hadn’t sounded like such a village idiot! But honestly just wing it, no one’s caught me out yet and I have a mortgage and a job and 2 kids (the second one is still alive too!) and everything

timelords-detectives-and-hunters  asked:

Okay so I'm in a mood for angst, so (if it hasn't been requested) how about RFA + minor trio reacting to MC saying she had a miscarriage? I love your blog btw k bye

So there were two requests that were very similar so I just merged them.

Hopefully this is angsty enough to your liking.


  • When she got pregnant, Yoosung was ecstatic
  • They moved to a bigger place, made a nursery, prepared Lisa with a toy baby for her to get used to
  • MC was super excited too, but she kept having this horrible feeling that something was going to go horribly wrong
  • And sure enough, it did
  • It started with a mild pain in her abdomen, which then grew into a horrible one, like a knife twisting in her gut
  • MC called for an ambulance, and once she was in the ambulance, despite the EMT’s protests, she called Yoosung
  • As soon as he learned the hospital she was going to, he rushed over
  • By the time he got there, it was already over
  • The baby was gone
  • Once he heard the news he went to MC to cry with her
  • They were so excited and now this… worse, they had a whole room at home dedicated to this baby they weren’t having
  • As soon as MC was out of the hospital, she was in the nursery, removing things and putting them in the closet in that room
  • Then she closed the door and left it closed
  • Lisa seemed suddenly antsy without the doll to cuddle with anymore, but Yoosung respected MC’s wishes to keep it put away to stop the reminders
  • About a year later, Yoosung approached her about wanting to try again, and although she was reluctant, she agreed
  • The next child was healthy, happy, and whole
  • And Lisa loved the little tyke despite the occasional tug of her tail or fur


  • The IV treatment had been a success and they were so excited
  • They got a little preemptive in their planning, though
  • As was evident when, after two months, MC had what appeared to be a period
  • She went to a doctor, who explained that, early enough in a pregnancy, a miscarriage can appear as a period
  • He assured her that she had been pregnant, but now she wasn’t
  • MC told Jaehee that night, they sat on the couch and cried for a little while
  • About a year later, Jaehee started IV treatments and got pregnant
  • They were very happy when this baby came to term and MC was more than happy to stay home and coddle the little tyke


  • A few weeks after Valentine’s Day, MC realized she was late
  • When she told Zen, before even taking a test, he was shocked…. but then remembered it was plausible since they’d had A LOT to drink on Valentine’s and neither remembered using a condom
  • But, it was a happy accident
  • MC was cautious, announcing only to the RFA what was going on, and saying that they shouldn’t take any big steps until around 4-5 months
  • Around 3 ½ months, MC felt something wrong
  • She couldn’t put her finger on it, but…. it felt like the baby wasn’t moving, like she wasn’t pregnant anymore
  • MC went to the doctor and found out that she had miscarried and they needed to preform a removal of the fetal tissue since she wasn’t expelling it herself
  • MC called Zen, but he was in the middle of a rehearsal, so she called Jaehee, asking her to come to the hospital and be her emotional support until Zen could arrive
  • By the time he got the message and rushed over, the procedure was already over
  • Zen held her and they cried, but MC was able to go home soon enough and he took a few days off to be alone with her
  • The second night, they were laying together on the couch, talking, when Zen said that someday, he’d like to try again, because he loved her and would love to see her heavy with his child
  • Neither of them ever really get over the loss, but when they have another happy accident a while later, they’re both much more cautious and have a healthy baby boy
  • MC just can’t help but think to herself, “He’s going to be such a ladykiller, just like his father.”


  • The moment MC had thrown up (morning sickness) he’d forced her to lie down and called the doctor to come check up on her
  • The doctor couldn’t find anything wrong, so he asked if it was possible she was pregnant and ended up sending on of the guards to get a pregnancy test
  • After confirming that it was only morning sickness, Jumin was able to take a breath
  • Poor Jaehee, she thought cat projects were bad, now she has to deal with a Jumin’s new obsession with baby projects
  • MC, of course receives the best prenatal care money can buy
  • Two months in, MC feels something wrong and asks for a guard to take her to a doctor
  • When she gets there, she’s started to bleed and is promptly rushed into a bed and given care and testing
  • Once they determine it’s a miscarriage, they assure her she’s fine, give her the care she needs, and because she got there early in the day, they send her home
  • When she gets home, Jumin’s just leaving for the hospital, because he was terrified when he heard she went to the hospital and frustrated that she didn’t call him or say anything
  • She quickly has him take her upstairs so she can explain
  • MC cries when she gives him the news and he holds her, hoping to comfort her
  • He’s broken up too
  • He probably got too excited too fast
  • He’s relieved they hadn’t told anyone outside of close friends and family yet, because that could have been messy with the press and he doesn’t want to put MC through that
  • Jaehee is the next person to know and she immediately offers her sympathies
  • Baby projects die quickly and are replaced with cat projects again
  • It’s not until about six months later that the baby projects start up again and Jaehee knows


  • The moment he heard he was going to be a dad he was simultaneously thrilled and terrified
  • He even did a little dance
  • MC only laughed at his antics
  • Saeyoung read a ton of books on parenting and bad dad-joke books
  • But then they go out for a drive
  • They get rear ended, pushed into another car, and the airbags deployed
  • As far as everyone can tell, the only damage is to the cars
  • Until, that is, MC cries out in pain
  • Her abdomen hurts really badly, and she doesn’t know what’s happening
  • When they get her the hospital and are told what’s happening, Saeyoung blames himself
  • He’s cursed
  • He did this to her
  • But she forces him to stay by her side because she needs him
  • She’s broken up about this too, but she decides that worrying about the baby is a lost cause and she needs to keep Saeyoung from slipping away
  • MC manages pull Saeyoung back and they’re able to grieve together
  • About three years later, MC gives birth to a healthy set of twins


  • First, he thinks of himself as a burden to MC
  • So when he finds out she’s pregnant with his baby, he’s further wracked with guilt because he believes he’s been too selfish with MC, taking too much
  • She ends up convincing him it’s a good thing up until the day that something goes horribly wrong, although neither is sure what
  • A miscarriage is hard for anyone, but V, much like Saeyoung, thinks he’s cursed
  • All of his good intentions are destroyed and his good deeds soured
  • When he tries to tell MC that he’s poison and she needs to move on and find someone better that will make her happier, she starts yelling at him in the hospital room
  • Is he fucking serious?! Trying to break up with her right after she had a miscarriage?! And trying to play it off as he’s being selfless and letting her go?! BULLSHIT!
  • She says that saying that and doing that right now is incredibly selfish and hurtful
  • If he really wants to do what is best by her, get over here and hold her and grieve with her over their lost baby, and if he still wants to break up with her in three months when the grief has lessened a little, then they can break up
  • He apologizes profusely for his behavior, and of course he doesn’t want to break up, so he stays with her like she wants because he wants it too


  • MC was so scared to tell him
  • He’d been pretty clear about his issues with family
  • Not to mention he was still pretty messed up in the head
  • But before MC could tell him, he found the used pregnancy test in the bathroom
  • He confronted her about, more shocked than anything else and she fessed up to it
  • And that she wanted to keep the baby
  • Saeran didn’t say he was against having a baby, he was just scared
  • Being a father was a big prospect
  • But he had almost a year to absorb it
  • Four months in, Saeran was finally coming to terms with being a father
  • He was even starting to look forward to it
  • Then MC woke up in a pool of her own blood
  • He rushed her to the hospital, they were informed that she had miscarried, and gave her the medical attention she needed
  • MC was distraught, but not once did she raise her voice or lash out
  • Instead, she just curled into a ball whenever she could
  • Saeran didn’t know how to comfort her
  • He was upset too, but he knew he wasn’t nearly as broken up about it as she was
  • At some point after her brief stay in the hospital, Saeran was by her bedside and she couldn’t stop crying, but she was trying so hard to be quiet about it
  • Saeran ended up climbing into the bed with her and holding her
  • He knew it always comforted him when she did this, so maybe it work the other way around?
  • She only started crying harder
  • He thought he did something wrong and started to move away when she grabbed tight to him
  • So he just held her and rubbed her back and told her everything was going to be okay
  • At least, he hoped it would


  • …parenthood wouldn’t be his forte
  • I just don’t see him willing having kids
  • So MC having a miscarriage… well she wasn’t exactly sure how to tell him when she found out and….
  • ….well, once she’d miscarried and it was all over, MC didn’t think it was necessary to tell him
  • Of course, bottling stuff like that up never ends well, so MC eventually admits what happened a month or so later, not sure how he’ll react
  • Well, Vanderwood isn’t sure how he should react, either
  • But, he would probably pull MC into a hug and just sit with her in silence, letting her take whatever comfort she needed  

anonymous asked:

every other customer in my queue: “oh hi what grade are you in sweetie?” me: “I’m 26......just got a master’s degree.....” #babyfaceproblems 😑

It’ll end eventually. I got pregnant at 21 and kept getting pity and lectures about how I shouldn’t be pregnant at my age. They all thought I was 16. Somewhere around 30 people stopped asking me about high school but a lot of people still think I’m in my mid twenties atm, which ain’t too bad in comparison. Hang in there, you’ll get out of high school eventually. lol -Abby

anonymous asked:

Can you just imagine if you were a actress and Harry came too see you on set one day x ?? :))

It’s currently almost 5am and idk why I got so carried away with this but I did and it’s basically just… pure filth. I don’t know why or how this turned into smut but it just did and I’m not even sorry.

Your eyes would light up the second they fell upon him as he walked up to you on set, a wide smile on his face.

It was currently lunch break for the entire cast and crew, so you quickly scrambled up from your seat to rush over to Harry, who quickly wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into a tight hug.

“Thank you for coming,” you mumbled into his neck, your lips placing a soft kiss on the skin there causing him to let out a quiet sigh.

“F'course love, you know I love seeing you work,” and he would pull away from the hug ever-so-slightly just to flash you his famous grin, his hands squeezing your hips lightly.

This was the first time he’d visited you on set, though of course everyone knew who he was, and knew that he was your boyfriend. You two had kept your relationship a secret for about a year, but when Anne’s iCloud was hacked, a ton of pictures of the two of you were released. Neither of you were really upset about people finding out, it was just the way they found out that upset you both. Anne had felt so guilty, no matter how many times Harry and you assured her that it was really okay.

You had just started getting your foot in the door in acting around the time you and Harry started dating, and you wanted to do it on your own. You didn’t want the fact that Harry Styles was your boyfriend to influence your career in any way, and Harry respected that.

Another year had passed, and you had landed a full time gig on a new tv show, and you promised Harry he would be allowed to visit the set, but only after a few months. You wanted to get to know everyone, and establish yourself on set as your own person, not Harry’s girlfriend. So, when you told Harry he could finally stop by this weekend, he jumped at the opportunity.

A few hours had passed and everyone on set was thrilled to finally meet Harry, and you couldn’t help but smile at how much everyone loved him. As always, he was respectful and kind to everyone who approached him, even the extras who would shyly ask for a picture and an autograph, and you couldn’t help but fall more in love with him if you tried.

Now the two of you were in your trailer, curled up on the large couch together under a warm blanket. Your body was trapped against the couch by Harry’s, his long legs intertwined with yours as his hand rested on your stomach, having snuck under your shirt long ago as the two of you talked about the day.

“Think Jared has a bit of a crush on ya, love,” he was referring to your main costar, and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes and swat at his chest lightly.

“Supposed to think that, it’s called acting,” and he would just shake his head, his tongue darting out to swipe across his bottom lip. He knew you were his, never doubted that for a second, but he couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous at how close the two of you had been getting on set. Of course he knew it was acting, but he also hated the idea of another’s mans hands on you in any way.

“Hm, dunno. Think I might need to remind ya who ya belong to kitten,” the second the pet name leaves his lips you can feel your heart racing, your thighs clenching at the images that race through your mind at his words. Soon, your body is being trapped underneath his on the couch and his lips are on yours.

His lips are moving against yours like he hasn’t kissed you in months, his tongue prying against your lips for entrance to battle against your own. Your quick to tug at his shirt, signaling that you want it off, and he pulls away only for a second to remove the shirt and toss it across the trailer before his lips are back on yours. His hands are everywhere; he’s already unhooked your bra, though you’re still wearing your shirt so you’re not quite sure why until his hand slides underneath the now loose bra and he pinches your nipple between his fingers, rolling the swollen pebble between them and causing you to let out the first moan of many.

“Who makes ya’ moan like that, hm?” Harry’s voice is rough as he pulls away, his lips trailing along your neck as he tugs your shirt off, taking the bra with it and exposing your breasts to the cold air. He sucks in a sharp breath as he looks down at them; no matter how many times he’s seen them, he can’t get over how fucking perfect they are.

“You do,” you sigh out, your hand reaching up to tug at the short curls on the top of his head as his mouth attaches to your nipple, sucking it in between his lips as he grazes his teeth across it.

Your hips are bucking up into his, trying to create friction between your legs where you want him the most. The attention he’s paying to your nipples currently has your panties soaked already, and you just want him inside of you.

“Want you Harry, please,” you plead, tugging at the roots of his hair with one hand as the other moves down to unbutton his jeans.

He stands up quickly, yanking his pants down with his boxers and groaning the second his hard cock is met with the air, the tip already red and leaking. You let out a whine at the sight of it, and he can’t help but smirk as he crawls back on top of you, his hand coming down to stroke his own length.

“S'this what ya want, love?” He’s rubbing the head of his cock along the wet patch on your panties, and thanking his lucky stars you had decided to throw your pants off the second you had gotten into the trailer, “Wan’ my cock inside of your pretty little cunt?” You’re a whining and withering mess underneath him as he presses the head of himself into your clit, your hands gripping onto his forearms.

“Co.. condom.. do you have a condom,” you breathe out quickly, and your heart drops when you hear him curse and see his eyebrows furrow.

“No, fuck,” he’s pressing into you over your panties, his hips stuttering because fuck the condom at this point, but he knows he’s going to have to stop. You’re quiet for a moment, listening to both of your heavy breathing and you’re absolutely throbbing, and you don’t want to wait.

“Okay,” you breathe out, your eyes meeting his and he looks down at you in confusion, “Don’t need a condom really, do we?” And Harry nearly chokes on his own spit, his hips thrusting against your clit harshly, causing you to moan. He would be lying if he said he hasn’t thought about how you would feel wrapped around him bare, but it was just something you’d never discussed, “You know I’m clean, I know you’re clean. I’ve got an IUD; I can’t get pregnant, and I just really fucking want you,” you’re basically begging at this point, your words coming out quick and Harry almost laughs because you’re trying to convince him to fuck you bare when he needs no convincing at all.

“Fuckin hell, pet,” he groans, closing his eyes tightly before he opens them once again and works to finally remove your bloody panties, and he may have accidentally ripped them in his rush to get the fucking things off but he doesn’t care right now. “You sure?” He’s quiet when he asks, looking down at you as he lines himself up with your entrance because he wants to make sure this is what you want, he doesn’t want you to regret anything.

“Yes, Harry. Please. Just fuck me,” you whimper, and you swear your heart is about to beat right out of your chest as you stare up at the beautiful man on top of you and you can’t believe how lucky you are.

The second he starts pushing into you, you’re both seeing white spots in your eyes. He knew you were tight and warm, but fuck were you always this tight and warm? And you can feel every vein and ridge on his cock as he coaxes inside of your walls slowly, his hips stuttering as you clench around him out of reflex and he squeezes your hips in a warning. Soon he’s bottoming out and both of you are whimpering and moaning one another’s names and you feel so good wrapped around him he thinks he might cry. Your begging him to move, but he has to take a moment to collect himself because if he doesn’t he thinks he might explode the second he starts moving. Why the hell hadn’t they tossed the rubbers a long time ago?

Finally, after what feels like hours even though in reality it’s only about a minute, he starts thrusting inside of you. His hands have found a home on your hips and he’s gripping onto them for dear life, a silent string of curse words and groans leaving his rosy lips.

Your arms are wrapped around his back, your nails digging into his tan skin and you can barely breathe. All you can manage to do is move your hips with his and wrap your legs around his waist, pushing him into your cunt deeper each time he thrusts inside of you as your head leans back against the couch, your eyes struggling to stay open.

You’re sure you’re being loud, and anyone who walks by your trailer will know 100% what you two are doing, but neither of you care at this moment. He’s fucking you so good and so raw, you’re sure you’ll be able to feel him in-between your legs tomorrow and the thought alone has you clenching around him.

“S'like you were fuckin made f'me,” he breathes into your neck, his thrusts picking up as your nails dig into his back, one of his hands reaching down in-between you and pressing into your clit. He knows he isn’t going to last long this time around, you’re too tight and warm and the feeling is too new, but he wants to make sure you reach your climax.

“Feel so good inside of me, Harry,” you whimper, your eyes finally squeezing shut as you feel your orgasm fast approaching.

He’s keeping a steady rhythm, his cock pounding inside of you as his fingers pinch and knead at your swollen bud and soon enough your toes are curling as your back arches off of the couch. You clench around him and Harry’s cumming inside of you before he can even realize what’s happening, both of you now riding out your orgasms together. You can feel warm spurts of his cum coating your walls and everything mixed together feels like absolute ecstasy, and you’re not even sure if you’re breathing at this point because everything just feels so fucking good.

Soon you two are completely spent, and Harry collapses on top of you, his cock growing soft inside of you as you try to catch your breath.

“M'gonna pull out now, love,” he warns, sitting up slowly before dragging his cock out of your warm cunt. You can feel his release mixed with yours leaking out of you, and Harry’s watching it trickle down your thighs in awe, his fingers moving to collect some of it as he slowly spreads it inside of your walls, and you can’t help but jerk away as he passes over your sensitive clit. He’s smirking now as he looks down at you; you look absolutely fucked out and knowing his cum is now inside of you almost makes him hard again, because you’re completely his.

“Love you,” you whisper sleepily, and Harry leans down, placing a soft kiss on your lips. You two will have to clean up and leave soon, but he isn’t opposed to resting for a few moments.

“Love you, too. So much.”

Gone - Part 3

@ mayfeather27  here’s part 3!!


You are now six months pregnant, and are currently living in Tony’s mansion in Ireland. You and Natasha were preparing for the rest of the Avengers to visit. New York was quiet and Tony had gotten the Fantastic Four to agree to watch over the city while they were away.

“Y/N! What are you doing? Let me get that” Tasha called out

You chuckle and squat down anyway, picking up your phone from where you dropped it. “I’m pregnant, not an invalid, Tasha”

The spy stopped beside you, “You could hurt yourself if you fall, and Thor isn’t here to bring you to the hospital”

“I’m not going to fall, and even if I did, I’m a Super Soldier, I’m pretty sure this body could take a fall. Just give it another month or so and you’ll get tires of having to pick everything up for me”

“I’ll never get tired of preserving your help, Сестра”

Sir and the rest of the Avengers have just arrived

Out of habit you look up to the ceiling, “Thanks, JARVIS”

You are quite welcome, Ms. Y/N. May I inquire on the state of your child?

“Now, I know that you have systems that monitor me all day, so you already know how the baby’s doing”

While that is true, I cannot gauge the activity of the child, or how you are feeling

“The baby’s really active today, and I’m fine, a little tired, but fine”

Thank you, Ms. Y/N. I will inform the doctor of your condition

“Thanks, JARVIS”

Before either you or Natasha can move, the door bursts open and Tony walks in. when he catches sight of you he runs forward, intending to scoop you into a hug, but Tasha steps in his way

“No, Tony. You cannot be too rough with her. I will not stand for any of you to injur Y/N or the baby”

“Well it’s good to know that some things never change” Clint calls out, tossing his duffle bag onto the hallway floor

“You may be my best friend, Clint, but if you hurt her, I’ll hurt you”

“Tasha” you snap, she immediately stiffens and glances back at you, “Stop threatening them, they are on vacation. You and Thor are going to have to get used to other people touching me and my stomach.”

Tony steps around Natasha and gives you a gentle hug. “I missed you, Y/N, I haven’t had anyone to watch cheesy horror movies with”

“Well, if you’re staying until the end of the pregnancy then we’ll have plenty of time to catch up”

You pull away from Tony and walk toward Bruce, “Hello, Bruce”

Bruce blushes, “Hi, Y/N.”

“Hello, Hulk”

Bruce’s eyes flash green, “He missed you, too. There hasn’t been a code green since you left. I was wondering if we could go outside and he could …”

Ever since you had joined the Avengers you had made it your goal to bring Bruce and Hulk closer. You had wanted them to understand each other. Eventually Hulk had calmed, would only come out if Bruce wanted him to, or if he was needed. There were practically no more unwanted transformations, and Bruce was a hell of a lot happier than he had been before.

“I’d love to see Hulk, maybe after dinner?”

“Yeah, I’d really like that”

Captain Rogers and Thor are requesting assistance at the quinjet

“Never mind, JARVIS, we got it” Steve called

“Steve!” You quickly waddle over and hug the other Super Soldier, “I missed you!”

“I missed you too, Y/N” Steve gently holds you at arm’s length, “Wow, I think you’ve gotten even bigger since the last time we video chatted”

You chuckle, “Yeah, the baby just keeps on growing!”

Steve’s face suddenly falls, “I’m so sorry, Y/N”

You look up at him, confused, “Why are you sorry? You just got here”

Steve sighs softly, squaring his shoulders, “I told Bucky about the pregnancy”

You choke, your eyes widening in horror, “Steve …”

“I didn’t tell him where you were, or where we were going, but he saw one of the pictures that you sent us. He was furious, calling you names for going and getting you knocked up right after your breakup. I just got so angry, we ended up in a huge fight. I shouted at him that the baby was his” Steve locks eyes with you, “I’m so sorry”

You lift a trembling hand up to your mouth, “I think I need to sit down” You whisper.

Immediately Tasha takes you by the elbow and leads you to the living room, gently sitting you down on the couch. “James has been looking for you for about a month and he hasn’t found us yet. Please calm down, worrying isn’t good for the baby”

“You knew?”

“Of course I knew. Steve called me as soon as Bucky stormed out of the Tower. JARVIS has been keeping track of which Houses he’s been to already”

“I didn’t want Bucky to know about the baby” You look up at Tasha, frantically grabbing her arm, “I don’t want him to take my baby away! You guys can’t let him take my baby”

Steve sits down beside you, “If he even tries to get to you, he’ll have to go through all of us”

You nod quietly and look up at everyone in the room. All of them were nodding along with what Steve had said, “Thank you guys. I think I want to take a nap, I hope you guys don’t mind”

“Go ahead, we’ll start making dinner, and get settled in”

“Thanks, I’ll be up in a little while”

Steve gently pressed a kiss to your forehead, “Let JARVIS know if you need anyone, we’ll all be right here”

Another month has passed and you are rapidly approaching your eighth month of pregnancy. It was getting increasingly difficult to walk around without someone hovering over you. Currently Bruce and Thor were out grocery shopping, Tony and Steve were talking to Phil and getting an update on New York, and Natasha and Clint were playing Mario Kart in the living room. This left you as the only one to answer the door when someone knocks.

“Gimme a minute! I’m moving as fast as I can!” You call out

Ms. Y/N, Ms. Natasha has been alerted to the knock. She has asked me to tell you not to open the door

You chuckle and take a step away from the door “Alright, not need to get nervous, JARVIS. I just wanted to see who it was”

Natasha walks up behind you and grabs the door handle. She pulls the door open about two inches and glances at the person on the other side. As soon as she sees the visitor, Tasha slams the door shut again.

“Go up to your room, Y/N” Tasha growls, pulling out one of her knives. It’s so rare for her to look anxious that is immediately puts you on edge.

“Who was it?” You whisper, dread beginning to fill you

“Сестра, please …”

You step forward and grab the door handle, “Move, Tasha”

Surprisingly she obeys, stepping away from the door, her shoulders hunching slightly in defeat. You throw the door open and freeze when you make eye contact with the person on the other side of the door.

James Buchanan Barnes stood there, his eyes sweeping up and down your body, zeroing in on your protruding stomach.

“Bucky …” His name nothing more than a breath.

He raises his eyes to yours, “Steve wasn’t lying, you really are pregnant”

You nod quietly, “Yeah, I am”

Bucky gently nudged you back inside and steps into the mansion, “Do you know how hard it was to find you? No one would tell me anything, and then they all just left. Eventually I just started going out to all of the properties that Tony owns. I’m sorry it took so long to find you, but JARVIS refused to be any help”

You could feel the shock wear off, and anger rise up to take its place. “That’s what you’re sorry for?!? For taking too long to find me!? Did you ever think that I didn’t want to be found? You left me! I didn’t want you to know about the baby! I didn’t want to force you to stay with me! Our child deserves more than that!” By the end of your rant you can feel tears flowing down your face. Tasha steps forward and hands you a tissue.

“The stress is not good for the baby, Y/N, you need to calm down” While Tasha was extremely gently with you, she rained down all her anger onto Bucky. “How dare you show your face here, Barnes! You think you can just show up and everything will be alright?!”

“I’m so sorry, Y/N” Tears were filling Bucky’s eyes, “I had to leave you, I didn’t have a choice. That day at the café Rumlow called me, he demanded that I end our relationship. He threatened to kill you, to take you back to HYDRA. He had a gun trained on you, and I couldn’t disobey. If I had you might have been killed.”

“If you think that excuse is enough, then you are wrong” Tasha growls

Bucky wasn’t listening to her though; he was only looking at you. “By the time I tracked him down and destroyed the facility, you were gone. I went back to the Tower to get some help. That was where I saw the picture of you pregnant. I just got so angry that I started calling you names and then Steve told me that the baby was mine. That was when I realized why HYDRA wanted you so badly.” Bucky let out a soft sob, “He wouldn’t tell me where you were. And then when I went back a week later everyone was gone and JARVIS wouldn’t tell me where they went. I managed to track then here, to you.” Bucky drops down onto his knees and grabs your hands, “Do you – do you think you could ever forgive me?”

You sigh quietly, “I don’t know, Bucky. I hurt when you left, it felt like you didn’t even care, like I meant nothing to you”

“I know, and I’ll do anything to make up for that! Just – please give me a second chance. I’d never have left you if I had the choice, I just didn’t see any way out of it”

“One chance, Bucky, only one, that’s all you get”

Bucky peppers kisses all over your hand, “Thank you, thank you, thank you …”

“You have to get everyone else to forgive you too, Bucky” you tell him, Bucky nods frantically, “One mistake Buck, one, and you’re gone”

“I promise, Y/N. I promise I’ll do anything to make it up to you”

“I’ve already accepted your apology, it’s the others that you have to worry about”


Part 4

“Come Back With Me.”-(Negan)

Originally posted by onlylostmemoriesx

Characters- Rick, Michonne, Rosita, Negan and (Y/N)

Warnings- None?

Pairing- Negan x Reader

Word Count: 1397

Summary- You meet the mysterious Negan for the first time, however things quickly spiral in a different direction.

I wasn’t there when my people attacked the Saviour’s outposts. I wasn’t there when the group got ambushed by the Saviours. I wasn’t there when the first exchange happened between the communities. I wasn’t there because I was caring for the children of the community. I was caring for my own girl.

But I was there when the man Rick calls ‘Negan’ appeared early for his weekly collection. And so was my child. 

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Yes - Harry Styles Mini Series (Part 4)

Originally posted by pinkharold

Part 3

*Word Count 5,135

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! 

Happy With You (Jimin x Reader)

Genre : fluff, a very bit of angst, mention of smut

Summary : you just knew that you were pregnant and you were worried on how your husband, Jimin, would react to it.

You were still sitting on the floor of the bathroom, you have been for 15 minutes, just staring at the pregnancy test on your left hand and your phone on your right hand, a calendar in front of you showing how many days you have been late for your period. Your mind was racing, thinking about hundreds of scenarios of what would happen next, some are good some are bad.

“You know, you should probably call him.” Your bestfriend said to you from the bed you and Jimin shared, eating potato chips so casually like this wasn’t a big deal.

“I don’t know what to say,” you said, still staring at the test that said that you were indeed having a baby growing inside you.

Your bestfriend rolled her eyes, “Maybe a ‘Hey, honey, guess what, you’re going to be a father!’ would be great. That was what I said to my husband and he was ecstatic.”

You finally moved to rest your head on the bathroom door behind you and sighed, “I mean, it’s not like we haven’t talk about kids before. Jimin have said he wanted to, but I don’t think it would be just 6 months after we got married.”

“So what? I got pregnant 2 months after I got married to Namjoon, and we’re gonna have another one just around a year after our first baby. Trust me, it’s okay.” she said while patting her huge belly.

And now you finally, finally, stood up and moved to the bed, flopping yourself on top of it and stared at the ceiling, “Remembering how your vigorous sex life is, I don’t think Namjoon would be surprised if you get knocked up so fast.”

Your bestfriend raised her brows, “Isn’t you two’s sex life vigorous too? I remembered hearing weird noises from Jimin’s studio, or that time when the two of you made that parked car looked like it was jumping up and down, or when you two came out from the practice room and had the whole mirrors fogged up, or–”

“Stop it!” You snapped, your cheeks heating up so bad while you tried to hide your embarrasses smile.

“Oh honey, the list goes on and on,” she winked.

You shot up from the bed and looked at your bestfriend, “And it’s creepy how you were always the one to know about it and saw us after. Don’t tell me that’s your kink, please.”

She shrugged, throwing a potato chip to her mouth, “That’s not my kink, you and Jimin just do it everywhere. I’m sure the other members know about it too.”

You groaned and fell back to the bed, “Oh fuck me. Now I know why they always shake their eyebrows at me whenever I am with Jimin.”

Your bestfriend probably sensed your stress and anxiety because she put down her potato chips and started to look at you seriously, “Listen, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about. You’re both married, that is not unusual. And honey, about this pregnancy thing, trust me it would be okay. Jimin loves you so much. I know he’s going to love the baby even before it is born, and he’s going to love the baby more after the baby is born. If you’re worried about Jimin being an idol and wouldn’t want to have a baby to disturb his schedule, it’s not true. Look at Namjoon and I, and our babygirl, I know he’s an idol but he’s also a human, he wants to have a private life where he can build a family, and I trust Jimin to have that kind of feeling too. Don’t worry so much, it’s not good for the baby. Okay?”

Your bestfriend who usually joke around seemed so serious and sincere you actually felt like crying. And you did, so she hugged you for a long time.

When you finally stopped crying, she got up and said, “Now, make that phone call to Jimin. And just try not to worry too much. I’ll leave you guys to it because I’m actually craving nachos now, probably going to crash on Namjoon’s writing time after all.”

Still hiccuping you nodded and thanked your bestfriend for everything. She left you on your apartment alone.

Now, about that phone call…

You took a deep breath and just started to call your husband before you changed your mind. It actually wasn’t a good idea because you still sounded like you just finished crying because the moment Jimin answered your call and heard you, he said “Babe, what’s wrong?”

Hearing his soft voice you loved so much made you start crying again. You didn’t know how you were going to survive this pregnancy because you were already so sensitive about everything.

You heard him stood up abruptly, Jimin was probably taking a rest from a dance practice and now you kinda feel bad about disturbing him. “Y/N, you’re scaring me, what is it?” you could hear the worry in his voice and you cried harder.

“I… I–I–I,” you started but you just couldn’t say anything more.

“That’s it, I’m going home. I’ll be there in 5 minutes,” Jimin said in a rush, you could hear him taking his car keys and the other members asking him what’s going on.

“N–no it’s fine, I–I’m f-fine.” You hiccuped again.

“Baby, you don’t sound fine and it’s scaring me so much,” he sound exasperated and worried, “I’m going home okay, I’m on my way. Don’t turn off the phone until I get there, okay?”

You didn’t know why you just couldn’t say it to him and saved him from being worried. So you just said, “O-okay. I lo-ove you, Jiminie.”

Jimin sighed from the other line, “I know, honey. I love you too. So much. Now stop crying, okay? I’m almost there.”

The whole way he kept telling you how much he loved you and how everything was going to be okay even when he still didn’t know why you were crying.

You were still on the bed in your and Jimin’s bedroom when he found you and kneeled in front of you on the bed.

“Hey baby, hey hey,” he kissed you softly on the mouth repeatedly and brushed your hair back, trying to calm you down, “Stop crying, it’s okay. I’m here now, tell me what’s wrong. You’re worrying me. Are you hurt?”

Jimin looked at you straight to your eyes and suddenly you were taken back to the time you first saw him and how everything inside of you just yearned for him. You remembered seeing his first smile and thought about how beautiful it was and how it made you happy too, just seeing his smile. Those crinkles on the edges of his eyes when he laughed and how his eyes sparkled. That crooked tooth of his that made you think of him as perfection. And again, those brown eyes of his that held so many emotions and words that cannot be said, the love from him to you. Now it filled with worry.

You still couldn’t find your voice so you shook your head first. “I-I’m not h-hurt.”

“Then tell me why you’re crying, baby, so I can take care of you.”

Still looking into his beautiful eyes, you decided to just showed him the pregnancy test that was still in your grip. You were a bit surprised he didn’t noticed, he was THAT worried.

He furrowed his eyebrows at first when he saw it, still haven’t understood what was happening. But after he looked at it more, he started to look back at you slowly. His face was unreadable.

Scared was an understatement with what you were feeling right now.

“You’re.. You’re pregnant?” Jimin finally said.

You gave him a little smile and nodded, still unsure.

“But… But… But how?” Jimin asked but looked like he wanted to smack himself, “I mean, I know how because I was inside of you so many times,” you blushed furiously, “But how… I mean, why are you crying then? Aren’t you happy?”

You looked hopefully at him, “Are you, Jiminie?”

He looked shockingly at you, “Of course I’m happy! Why wouldn’t I be? I’m going to be a father.” After he said it once it was as if it finally clicked and suddenly a huge smile appeared on his face. “I’m going to be a father! A father, Y/N!! And you’re going to be a mother!!! Oh my God! Y/N, thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you!” he exclaimed while kissing you repeatedly, bringing you down to the bed with him and turned you so you were under him, careful not to crush you with his weight. You couldn’t help but giggle, suddenly it felt like a weight was lifted from your shoulders.

He was still kissing you until finally he stopped and furrowed his eyebrows, “But why are you crying? Aren’t you happy? You still haven’t answered my questions.”

“Of course I’m happy. I’m just……worried.”


After seeing his reaction, you felt kinda bad for telling him this. “I was afraid you wouldn’t want the baby.”

But rather than being mad at you for expecting the worst of him, he just said, “Oh honey, did I give that kind of feeling? I’m so sorry. Of course I want the baby. I want us to start a family.”

“I’m sorry too, Jiminie.”

“It’s okay, Y/N, I understand. With me being busy might make you think that, but trust me, I want it so much. I just haven’t had the time to talk about it with you, and I’m sorry for that. I’m sorry for making you worried.”

“I’m sorry for making you worried too.”

“I’m sorry for making you worried about me worrying you.” Now he was being ridiculous.

You chuckled, finally stopped crying entirely. “We might ended up fighting about who apologized the most by the end of the night.”

Jimin threw his head back and laughed, making you smile and your heart to fluttered. And then he turned serious, “No, honey, we might ended up tangled in each other by the end of the night, completely sated and happy, after a celebration I’m going to give you.” Jimin started trailing kisses from your mouth to your neck. Caressing you with both of his warm hands and unbuttoning your pajamas, leaving you in your bra and panties.

You were getting hot when you thought of something, “Wait, you really want to start this family right? It’s not too soon?”

Jimin looked up from your neck, “Yes and no. I know we’re young but I really want to start a family with you. And I feel like you’re going to be a great mother.”

“And I feel like you’re going to be a great father.” You smiled lovingly to him.

He started to continue what he was doing when you stopped him again, “Wait, shouldn’t we call our parents? And maybe inform your other members because they’re probably worried why you just left the practice room earlier?”

“We’ll tell our parents tomorrow. And don’t worry about the other members.”

“But–” you were just about to say that the other members might call him soon to ask about it when Jimin’s phone rang.

Jimin was still caressing you and touching you passionately when he answered the call, you couldn’t really concentrate on what they were saying because Jimin just caressed that spot under your breast you loved so much.

On the phone, Tae said, “Hey Jiminie, everything alright?”

“Everything is perfect. Y/N is pregnant,” Jimin answered hurriedly, his other hand still touching that part you loved, you couldn’t helped but moaned out loud. “Now we’re in the middle of something. Bye.” Jimin shut off the phone call.

He was just starting to kiss you again when his phone rang once more. He thought of ignoring it, but knew if it was one of the members, they won’t stop calling until one of you answered.

Jimin answered on the 5th ring, heard the excited sound of the members screaming “CONGRATULATIONS!!!” so loud you could also hear it, and then they shut it off right after, leaving you and Jimin dumbfounded.

Jimin chuckled, “They’re crazy.”

You also chuckled but immediately turned into a moan when Jimin’s mouth moved to your breast.

“I can’t wait to have little you and I’s running around the house,” he said between pleasuring you.

“I can’t wait too. I love you.”

“I love you too. So much. And thank you for giving me happiness, Y/N.”

And then let’s just say, by the end of that night, Jimin fulfilled his promise to you.

The Woman Behind ‘Wonder Woman’
For the director Patty Jenkins, a world in crisis demands a heroine who is sincere.
By Cara Buckley


Patty Jenkins knew expectations would be stratospheric for “Wonder Woman,” starring Gal Gadot, a former Miss Israel who served as a combat trainer in the Israeli Army. The film (in theaters Friday, June 2) is the summer’s most anticipated release and also the first time the halter-top-and-hot-pants-wearing superhero, who was introduced in 1941, has had a movie all her own. But Ms. Jenkins, whose only previous feature, “Monster,” won Charlize Theron an Oscar in 2004, said she felt pressure most intensely from herself.

“I have a high bar for myself already; I always want to do something beautiful and meaningful,” Ms. Jenkins said by phone from her Los Angeles home. “I was aware that I was the first person of all time getting to direct a Wonder Woman film, and that was taken very seriously.”

She wasn’t the first choice: Michelle MacLaren left, with Warner Bros. citing “creative differences”; and Ms. Jenkins said she and Ms. MacLaren ran into each other as the switch was happening, and hugged. “We’re cool,” Ms. Jenkins said.

Her vision of “Wonder Woman” — someone strong, loving and vulnerable, who exudes sincerity, which Ms. Jenkins says is sorely lacking in films — has most critics in a swoon. Here are edited excerpts from the conversation.

I wish this movie had been around when I was a little kid.

I just got a little teary hearing that, because it hits me every once in a while, when I go to mommy-daughter events. I knew it was going to be PG-13, and there’s so much there for adults, but also that little girls were going to want to see it, so I tried to make it as safe as possible. If we succeeded in bringing something to people while they’re growing up, that would be something.

How does the director and writer of a film Roger Ebert deemed the third best of the decade not immediately get hired to make another feature?

There was a movie I was trying to make right after “Monster,” a bigger behemoth, the Chuck Yeager story. It was a life dream, but it just didn’t line up. We just had issues with the life rights ultimately. Also, I got pregnant, and making a feature is not compatible with the first years of a child’s life. Then the bottom fell out of the indie film world, and nobody was interested in what I brought, but instead in what I could do for them. I had my own scripts, but people didn’t want to read them. They only wanted to do tent poles. So I began doing pilots.

Do you think gender hurt you in terms of trying to make feature films?

I don’t know. Ironically, tent poles were what I was asked to do, though they weren’t ones I was into. I think [being a woman] might have had something to do with why people were not interested in my screenplays. It was, “Ah, we don’t want that point of view, we want our point of view.” If you want more diversity in the industry, you need diverse people writing scripts and developing them.

When you started the project, was the casting nailed down?

The only casting in place was Gal. I’m so picky about casting, and when I heard that they’d cast Wonder Woman, my heart sank. But oh my God, it was one of the luckiest things that ever happened to me, because Gal Gadot is so magical and wonderful. They found the best person in the universe.

Do you think “Wonder Woman” needed a woman to direct it?

I don’t think any movie has to have any specific kind of person. I wasn’t directing a woman, I was just directing a hero, and that freed me up to go broader with her personality than someone might be able to do if they were afraid to make her vulnerable and loving and warm, and not always right, which is absolutely imperative to a leading character. That’s been one of the hardest things about leading characters: Other people might not have felt safe, or worried [that] if there’s any vulnerability, what that’s saying? But main characters have to have flaws, and have a journey and be rich. I felt the same way about “Monster.” A woman didn’t have to direct it, and I wasn’t directing a woman’s story. I was directing a person.

Did you get studio pushback on making Wonder Woman vulnerable?

There were a lot of conversations, definitely, and it was a constant surprise to some people that I was doing it. But you look back at the history of characters, and oftentimes any notion that the lead person doesn’t get to be anything but impeccably right, that becomes D.O.A. That’s been a problem with some of the female characters they’ve tried to put forth. They’re too hard or too strong. I think “Hunger Games” was one of the great things changing that. She’s just a girl.

“Monster” was an indie, and this was a huge movie in terms of its production budget. Was that ever daunting?

Surprisingly, no. The TV projects I was doing were getting to $11 million or $12 million, shooting over an eight-to-10-day period, shutting down the Chicago River with helicopters and 1,000 people. In TV, you can end up working with a very high budget. Then, my vision was so clear for “Wonder Woman.” It’s the exact same math applied to more.

Will there be another Wonder Woman film?

Yeah, I sure hope so. It seems that way.

You’re doing it?

I’d love to, and that’s definitely a conversation, but nothing we are announcing yet.

This may be a cheesy question, but what do you want people to take away from this movie?

Did you say cheesy? Cheesy is one of the words banned in my world. I’m tired of sincerity being something we have to be afraid of doing. It’s been like that for 20 years, that the entertainment and art world has shied away from sincerity, real sincerity, because they feel they have to wink at the audience because that’s what the kids like. We have to do the real stories now. The world is in crisis.

I wanted to tell a story about a hero who believes in love, who is filled with love, who believes in change and the betterment of mankind. I believe in it. It’s terrible when it makes so many artists afraid to be sincere and truthful and emotional, and relegates them to the too-cool-for-school department. Art is supposed to bring beauty to the world.

scientologymajor  asked:

Hello! This is Baby’s human and i just wanted to share that she gave BIRTH! I didnt know she was pregnant (just got her recently) so if anyone has tips on how i should proceed as a brand new cat grandparent that would be lovely!

baby kitten time !!!

So my MCM got a girl pregnant. And I guess she’s not just a girl, she’s his gf? Nothing was really that clear. He would always say that they were talking but they didn’t use titles, 😒  I’ve known him for a year and they’ve been on and off or whatever for like 5 years. But I’m in my feelings. It’s not even like I talked to him 24/7, it was a few texts convos per month and we hung out a few times but I just can’t believe he’s having a WHOLE BABY with another girl. I played myself. Like I knew we wouldn’t end up together but i guess I was wishful thinking. Their young like early 20s so idk if it was an accident but she announced it in a happy way and I’m sure he’ll be a great father but just yesterday he was trying to get me to visit him so like? Idk what my emotions are right now cause he’s so untrustworthy that I wouldn’t want to be in a relationship with him even if I could but I just feel like I’m missing out ☹️ I know I sound stupid and all boo hoo but I’m too embarrassed to express these foolish emotions to anyone lol.