i love her a lot bye

10

Happy Birthday Pidge Gunderson / Katie Holt ( April 3rd )

“I bet my bottom dollar you’re gonna be part of something that makes the whole universe sit up and take notice.” 

how am I not meant to cry about the fact that chris doesn’t think she’s a good friend? that girl has backed every single girl in the girl squad from day one like this girl literally left a bus vilde was kicked off and was the one who asked sana to join the bus because she’s just a friendly girl who probably didn’t even know how much that would’ve even meant to sana plus countless other examples like this girl deserves to know what an absolute blessing she is in her friend’s lives and how much they love her not only for being there for them but because of who she is in essence

fic recs

edited: july 4, 2017

so far i have only read bts fics on tumblr and i barely even remember the exo, b2st/highlight, infinite fics i have read so this is basically just a bts fanfic recommendation.

warning: most of them are fluffs because i’m such a hoe for it and some has descriptive smuts (it’ll be specified on each link). barely any angst.

this is just a collection of my favorite fics, i hope you like them as much as i do.

most of them are jungkook’s but i surprisingly have kind of a lot ?? of yoongi’s too.

also pls recommend me more hoseok fics he’s like my 2nd ult but i have not read a lot of hobi fics :( and also recommend me some of joon’s and jin’s too! especially jin bc i have none. but basically just recommend me any fics you like!!


ps.

♥ means they’re my personal favorite

♥♥ means the same but i might like them a bit more?? idk


enjoy!


BTS

Kim Seokjin


Min Yoongi

Crazy In Love ♥♥ by @zephyoongist

Seigneur-terraces ♥ by @taesthetes

Cerise by @taesthetes

Eight by @workofteaguk

Heart On Your Sleeve by @minsvga

With Benefits by @minsvga

First, Last by @floofyeol


Jung Hoseok

Always A Bridesmaid Never A Bride by @jeonseok

War Game by @dailydoseofdia

T-shirt Weather by @jeonseok


Kim Namjoon

Copybook by @jeonseok


Park Jimin

Metanoia ♥♥ by @taesthetes

Dionysus by @jungkxook

Poster Boy by @versigny

Selcouth by @lushguk

Between The Devil And The Deep Blue Sea ♥♥ by @jungkxook


Kim Taehyung

Frisson by @taesthetes

Should I by @floofyeol

Pour Up by @jungkxook 

Zaddy by @btssmutgalore


Jeon Jungkook

Arranged Love ♥♥ (20/20) by @jungkxook

Tinder 2.0 by @tayegi

“I have a proposition” by @imaginesbts

Black Magick ♥ by @dreamscript

Amortentia ♥♥ by @jungkxook

Date #7 ♥ by @zephyoongist

Amour by @taesthetes , @dreamscript@zephyoongist

Proposals by @pjxmin

Pour Up by @jungkxook

I Will Not Lose ♥ by @jimlingss

Yuanfen by @zephyoongist

Bet by @seokvie

Epiphany (3/3) by @nightbts

Say It by @houseofbangtaninternational

Monster ♥♥ by @btssmutgalore

Keyed by @taemyg

Damn The Delivery Boy ♥ by @deerguk

It’s All Fun & Games ♥♥ (5/5) by @workofteaguk

Roommate ♥ by @minsvga

Perseverance ♥ by @freehoseoksdick

Love Me Like You Love Chicken Nuggets by @hijoonie

Red Ink by @floofyeol

Sweeter Than Sugar by @jungkxook

fwb!jungkook by @an-exotic-writer

Illusion Of Choice by @hobibliophile

Irresistible ♥♥ by @jungkxook  

50 Kisses by @an-exotic-writer

Jungkook Next Door on AO3

Threats & Paybacks ♥ by @pantaemonium (this was so fucking hot)

Three Reasons by @lthyl

Ink And Kisses ♥♥ (2/2) @oppamansae

Rebound ♥♥ by @lushguk

Heart Lattes by @maytae

Oblivious by @lushguk

Cardiovascular Palpitations ♥♥ (3/3) by @hayjeon

In Media Res by @workofteaguk

We’ll Be Alright by @virgguk

Lust & Errors by @imaginethisbts

Behind These Walls ♥ by @workofteaguk

reyna should have been between at least 25 and this is why:

  • “i’m too old for this” “you’re literally not even 30″
  • alternatively: “well, you’re the adult, you do it!” “oh my god…oh my god….i’m an adult…i gotta be Responsible….holy shit i don’t know how”
  • power lesbian mother figure for the seven, all of whom are. traumatized and have no support at all except from other traumatized teenagers.
  • hilarious spats with her identical twin sister hylla, a running gag where they despise being compared to each other even though they are freakishly alike
  • greek and roman tension from reyna and coach hedge
  • camp jupiter being less of a freakshow where threatening to eat children is a normal induction and then they’re basically sold off into child soldier camps
  • has valuable advice for nico, because once upon a time she was also a gay teenager who stretched herself so thin to help everyone else and forgot that she had needs of her own
  • is like, a physical representation of a demigod who actually lived into adulthood. makes new rome a lot more of a compelling idea when you’ve actually got a character who is a college graduate with a full time job that she loves, rather than just mentioning it as a concept.
  • is an example of a mature, competent authority figure who gets her hands dirty, rather than sending out prepubescent children to do her bidding. i think it’s a really good lesson for kids that not all adults are evil, incompetent morons and how to spot the difference.
  • gives the fans someone to like, grow up with? he must know by now that half of us are at least twenty lol (if he can make his next protagonist an ancient god for a kid’s series, i’m SURE they could’ve handled a 25 y/o)
  • *percy makes comment about something his mother did while growing up* “oh my god……oh my GOD percy how old is your mother" *jason, leo, frank, and annabeth all chime in* “oh yeah our parents are that age too” *reyna internally screaming* “how did these people function with toddlers at my age i can’t even take care of myself” (which really helps put lots of issues that the seven have with their parents in perspective, they’re all like very young single parents you know it’s no wonder their childhoods were so unorthodox)
  • has valuable advice for annabeth, having grown up with a domineering goddess of a mother whom she based her entire identity around but never got much in return from
  • has valuable advice for leo, often feeling like a seventh wheel herself, lost and unlucky in love (also like….leo is gay too so that’s why? bye)
  • has valuable advice for jason, being a roman and all
  • is the girls’ allies rather than their competition (as annoying is this is, it’s sadly immensely realistic that 15/16 y/o girls feel threatened by each other where boys are involved. that’s just a fact. so we can eliminate that conflict altogether).
  • is a great role model for how to navigate frustration with the gods without selling yourself out to pure evil lol
Always (MET with FemReader) fluff

Originally posted by houseplantneglect

(( gif not mine - it’s cute dang ))

(A/n): I love youtuber requests. And I love platonic requests. I just like writing.

Request: I know you get a lot of youtube asks and you don’t have to do this but could you write about the reader is friends with mark, ethan, and tyler and like they’re walking around LA for whatever reason and some dude walks by and touches her butt and like Tyler becomes protective and ethan is calm but like stern and mark is mad but he’s calm and then like the three kinda scare the guy off and she thanks them then they go out for ice cream happy times. Sorry, and i also love your writing! Bye bye!

Warnings: Swearing and fluff tho

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“Guys, I swear, if we don’t go somewhere soon; I’m going to flip my shit.” (Y/n) moaned.

The three other men chuckled from around her.

“Aren’t you enjoying L.A, though?” Tyler taunted, flicking the side of the girls head lightly. She groaned even more.

“I am!” (Y/n) was quick to protest “It’s just so fucking hot!”

“It’s supposed to be,” Ethan chimed in, slipping his eyes across the multitude of shop signs “Don’t be such a baby, (Y/n).”

The (h/c) haired girl only huffed in return to Ethan’s comment. She continued trailing behind the three boy’s without another word; letting her gaze collapse to the ground.

“Are you going to pout now?” Mark laughed. He spun to strut backwards instead, opting to get a better view of the girl’s expression.

“Yes…” (Y/n) mumbled.

“Well buck up soldier.” Mark beamed “We’ll go get ice cream, yeah?”

Peering through her veil of hair, (Y/n)’s eyes flickered up to stare at Mark “Can we?” she pondered in mock innocence.

“Ice cream is my sexuality.” Tyler stated, nothing but seriousness laced his words.

“Ice cream it is then!”

The four friends laughed heartily.

The day went on and the group entered and passed many street side shops. This Friday was slightly busier than any other comparatively, but it was such a beautiful day out; no one could be blamed.

“If I’m not wrong,” (Y/n) spoke “and my woman’s intuition hasn’t yet failed me, the ice cream shop is literally around that corner.”

She rose a hand to point at the corner towards the end on the walkway.

“Well if my woman’s intuition is correct, I’d say that’s bullshit.” Mark scoffed.

“It’s past that corner.” he gestured to the turn on the opposite walkway across the road.

(Y/n) hashed a hard stare at Mark. He returned it full force. Bickering ensued.

“Ah gee…” Ethan chuckled and shook his head. Tyler simply laughed, the two of them standing on the side letting the other two do their thing.

As the pair shot back and forther, people passed them in a docile haze. Though, sooner or later, one man in particular caught Tyler’s weary eye.

“He looks like a hazard..” the brunette whispered to Ethan. The blue haired boy looked up from Mark and (Y/n) and tilted his head, confused.

As Ethan’s bright eye’s raked the crowd, a man singled himself out to approach (Y/n). Both Ethan and Tyler locked eyes with him for a brief moment each before the man stepped up and slapped the youtuber’s ass.

“Nhg-!” (Y/n) jumping suddenly, her head shooting back.

The unknown man snicked grossly and commented “Sweet ass.”

“Excuse me?”

The short lived triumph of the harasser shattered when Tyler spoke. The brunette stepped up to the man and looked down at him.

“Who the hell are you?” The man spat cockily, smirk manipulating his lips. He looked Tyler in the eye’s, his own stare conveying intense pride.

“In about three second, your executioner.” Tyler hissed. His voice was similar to dry ice in a multitude of ways.

Ethan grabbed (Y/n)’s shoulder and sweetly stepped in front of her. He stood unwavering by Tyler’s side; face looking beyond pissed.

Mark too held an expression of appalled disgust. Reaching one tanned hand up, the red haired man gripped Tyler’s bicep as though to tell him not to attack anyone. Mark spoke with oily sweetness:

“I heartfully suggest you don’t touch her again until you decide whether you want your arm seared or arteries punctured with knitting needles. Hm?” the deepness of his voice rang out.

The man looked as though his ego had been popped similar to a balloon in front his face. Sudden fright painting his expression with a lovely white.

“So fuck off, verman!” Ethan quickly barked.

“D-Dicks!” the man coughed, and hastily darted across the street. At least he looked both ways before moving.

“Disappointing..” Tyler huffed “what a prick.”

“I agree. Really, really fucking pissed me off.” Ethan sighed. He and Mark slowly turned to (Y/n).

“You okay?” Mark asked. He was bluntly worried.

“Of course! Yes, thank you so much!” She laughed.

(Y/n) forced the two men into a hug, smiling brightly “That made my day, I swear.” she said.

Mark and Ethan both giggled and squeezed her back before she let go to hug Tyler.

“And thank you too.” (Y/n) mumbled into the tall man’s chest.

Tyler calmly smiled down at the girl and patted her head jokingly “Don’t mention it, pipsqueak”

The small youtuber let Tyler go and peered at the three boys at once.

“So,” she grinned “Ice cream?”

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(A/n): I almost don’t really like it but it’s cute though???

Gearheads

Pairings: ReaderxSweetPea

A/N: That’s all I’m going to say about that….(except this had originally been called American Beauty//American Psycho but this nake suited more as the story evolved…. different story with the og. title to come (also I mean Gearhead as in in cars not drugs so….))

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Sweet Pea POV.

I had the annoyance of bringing Jughead to collect some of the things he left behind at Riverdale High. I looked around the outside of this perfect little school, not a guard in sight. The privilege of the privileged I guess. After an uncomfortable circling of the school, receiving the usual disproving stares, I returned to the front of the school and leaned on my car waiting for Jughead. Then she caught my eye.

At the top of the steps to the posh hell, stood an angel. Dressed in her cheer uniform, she was carrying a large pile of books, reading the note that lay on top as she slowly walked down the stone steps. She was like a goddess among common men. Then she stumbled down the last step, dropping her books everywhere. Okay, so a clumsy goddess, I can deal with that.

“Here let help you…” I’m not someone who helps a stranger? Especially a Northsider.

“Oh thanks” she gathered her notes while nervously biting her lip. She finally stood and took the books I had collected for her. She jumped slightly at the full sight of me. I’m used to that.

“Oh I uhh thanks”

“Yeah the snake tattoo tends to have that effect on people” she bit the inside of her lip before smiling, clearly realising I was joking.

“Oh forgot one umm- yn” I read her name on the cover. Her name was as beautiful as the person it belonged to. Once she got over the initial shock of seeing the Serpent decorate my next, she didn’t seem to want to rush away from me. New.

“Thanks umm"

“Sweet Pea” ready for the jokes about my name.

“Sweet Pea, thanks” she just smiled. I want to take a picture of that beautiful smile but that might cross some line.

“Oh you cut your knee when you fell…” on second glance to her beautiful legs, they were all marks.

“Oh yeah, that’s okay, it happens I’ll live…Yeah so, you go here Sweet Pea?”

“Oh God no” she raised an eyebrow at me.

“I mean I’m sure it’s nice and all but too far from home…I’m guessing you go here though” I looked at her in her cheer uniform again. It looks great on her but would be even nicer on my bedroom floor. She laughed at my attempt at humour, I like her I think. Wait no I don’t. Hello! Northsider! I think not!

“Hey Ynn, this guy bothering you” a guy adorning a blue and gold letterman jacket threw his arm around her and she seemed to almost flinch.

“No no Chris, Sweet Pea and I were just talking” she looked at the ground, her beautiful smile long gone.

“Yeah Chris. Just chatting.” My sarcastic tone came easy and he didn’t seem to appreciate it.

“Watch it buddy” a threat? That’s brave.

“Or what?” I was about to square up to him when Jughead came flying down the steps and into the back of Chris.

“Oh sorry Chris, oh hey YN! How are things?…did I interrupt something?”

“No you didn’t, we were just leaving, come on ynn we have practice” he seemed to half drag her away from us. She glanced over her shoulder and gave a small wave, a smile to match.

“Chris is such a jerk to that poor girl, Don’t know why she’s with him. Oh crap look at the time! come on we better get back” he threw his books into the boot but my eyes were locked on Yns silhouette. Time to get out of here, I’m losing my mind. Stepping down off the path I stood on a small notepad. I picked it up to see YNs name decorate the cover.

“Come on Sweet Pea we have to get back” he called from the passenger seat. I nodded after looking inside the cover of the notebook. As I had expected, yn was the type of girl to have her contact information on her books.


What a fucking jerk. Who says things like that? Not someone who is sane, that’s for sure. I continued my stewing for another hour, working away at the impossible car.

The slam of a car door snapped me out of my angry daze before I went back to fixing the car door in the garage.

“What’s up SP?!” Fangs slid across the bonnet of the car to my side.

“Nothing really, you?” I went back to fixing the wiring in the door.

“Whose yn?”

“What?” My eyes snapped back to him and he dangled her notes out in front of me. Damn it I forgot to put them away!

“Oh no one” I went to grab them but he pulled his arm back.

“Northsider by the looks of the school address”

“Umm”

“You’re not going rogue on us are you?” He teases and I continued with the door.

“Wait, are you?” He slid off the bonnet to stand closer to me, more serious now.

“No of course not” I pushed him back, grabbing her notebook from him.

“Umm hi” I looked up to the garage to door at the familiar beautiful sound on Yns voice. She stood in the doorway, long strapped handbag slung over her shoulder, hands held together as one in front of her, biting her lip.

“Well hello there” Fangs went to approach before I caught him by the shoulder and dragged him back. Nope not this one.

“Ohhhhh you must he YN?” I’m going to kill him.

“Umm yeah nice to meet you…”

“Fangs”

“Fangs and Sweet Pea, no one called like Phil or John around here no?” She smirked and I returned the same.

“This isn’t the Northside Princess” he said sliding out past her. He winked from behind her before miming some obscene gestures. I’m going to hurt him later. She turned her head and he stopped before winking again and leaving to talk to Tall Boy outside by the motorbikes.

“Well he seems nice”

“Oh yeah he’s very cheery” who am I? Since when do I say ‘cheery’

“I hope you don’t mind but Jughead told me where you might be after we got kind of…cut off”

“Yeah, that happen a lot?”

“More than I’d care to admit” she walked around my workshop as she spoke, taking it all in. I wish I had had time to clean up. I popped the hood on the car, trying to seem like I didn’t care that she was wandering around in close proximity. She finally stopped her strolling when she was to the side of the car next to me, smiling. Why is this one always smiling?

“Nice car”

“Oh right yeah thanks, it’s shot though, might just scrap it for parts”

“Oh, shame….those wires shouldn’t be connected”

“What?” I couldn’t help but laugh and she turned kind of red.

“I umm sorry I’m sure you know what you’re doing…even if you’re doing it wrong…”

“No no Gearhead, show me” she seemed to weigh up her options before settling on the right one.

“Umm…gloves?” I crinkled my face up in confusion before uncrossing one arm from the other and pointing to the work bench behind her. She put her bag on top of the table before slipping on the gloves and draping her hair over one shoulder. She then disconnected the two wires in question and connected them to different ones. What does she think she’s doing? I laughed aloud, this girl is going to kill herself….kind of hot.

“That’s also wrong…do you mind if I…”

“No no be my guest Gearhead” I put my hands up and stepped back. Very hot.

After a moment or two she stepped back and closed down the hood again. Before sitting into the car she once again disconnected my wiring in the window before realigning them. If it was anyone else I would have snapped long ago. She sat into the driver seat and put the key into the ignition. This girl is either going to blow up the garage or blow my mind. She chose the latter.

The engine hummed into life after a second of her turning the key. She then pushed the window button and it glided down and up again, effortlessly. Unbelievable, thing hasn’t started in years. She turned off the car again and slipped out. Extremely hot.

“Umm there you go…”

“How did you…what did you…how…what…” I stood mouth agape looking at the car, her turn to laugh.

“Did I just hear an engine?! Did you get Sal start finally?!” Fangs came running back in from outside.

“No y-”

“Don’t be modest Sweet Pea” I looked at her and she nodded for me to take all the credit.

“We have to take it out!” Fangs half ran over to the car, not really caring who fixed it.

“Yeah we should” I agreed.

“Well I mean… you might want to take it off the blocks first…” she was right, it was on blocks and I couldn’t help but laugh again.

“I’ll see what we can do about that Northsider…shouldnt you be on your way back to your storybook?” he slipped out of the garage again. Lucky for him, I’m going to hurt him.

“So, cheerleader gear head?”

“Lots you don’t know about me” she smirked.

“I’d love to find out more” I came square into her then, stepping closer. I swept the hair from eyes and she bit her lip. I love it when she does that.  Yns phone ringing cut through the growing tension between us. She looked down at the ground before crossing the room to her bag.

“Hello-yeah-sorry-sorry-im just out with…a friend-” great boost to my confidence “-ill be there soon, I’m sorry-no please don’t I’m coming I’m sorry-okay-im sorry I’m on my way I’m sorry-okay bye” she hung up and threw her bag over her shoulder quickly half darting for the door.

“I’m sorry I have to go, bye Sweet Pea” her speech was rushed and disgruntled.

“Bye yn…wait wait your notebook!”

“Oh…I guess I forgot it again, I’ll have to come back and get it another time?” she smirked.

“Yeah I guess so” I returned the sentiment.

“Although maybe once your car is off blocks you can bring it to me” she winked then she was gone from me again. The idea of willingly going to the Northside was not my idea of fun but yn was.  Beautiful Gearhead.

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Much love Xx

Tag: @sunshine51879 @deanilostmyshoe

@goshdarnitthatsalongname @svenjafangirlt

Harry Styles - “Confessions” Part Four


Alright… there’s gonna be a part 5. But, let’s do this! Part four of the ‘Confessions’ series!! Hope you guys like this one as much as you’ve liked the others. Let me know! It’s a touch happier … or is iiiiit?

Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Five - Part Six - Part Seven - Part Eight


Harry groaned as he awoke, the sunlight poured down on him and he felt a layer of sweat on his forehead from the light as well the body pressed into his. When he lifted his head, finding that it rested on the back of his couch instead of his pillow, he had a moment of confusion before he remembered. You being curled up in his arms, still fast asleep against his chest, also helped jog his memory. 

It took him a moment to realize what had woken him but he quickly realized it was his phone buzzing in his pocket. He knew there was no way to pull it out and answer it without waking you so he let it continue until finally it stopped. Harry sighed, taking in a deep breath as he rest his head on top of yours, his cheek resting against your soft and sweet smelling hair. 

He was just starting to drift off back into his nap when his phone began going off again. Apparently whoever was calling him really needed to have a chat. He opened his eyes and sighed, wondering how he could possibly do this. He didn’t want to wake you but it seemed whoever was ringing him wasn’t going to give up. He shifted a bit to the side until eventually he was able to slide out from under you, helping you lay back gently onto the couch, thankfully still fast asleep. 

He didn’t even care about the phone call in that moment as he stared down at your slumbering and peaceful face. All he had seen the last while was pain and heartache but now it was all gone, just for a little bit at least. He couldn’t help as he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to the corner of your mouth, bringing a large and ringed hand up to brush a few hairs off of your face. The moment was then ruined by the phone once again going off. He knew he had no choice now but to take it.

When he left the living room, heading down the hall towards the kitchen, he pulled the phone out and felt his heart rate increase when he saw his mom’s name and face flashing across his screen. Why would she be calling him so many times? He hadn’t told her what was going on, he told his sister as he had gone to stay with her the night he had told you but she had sworn not to tell their mother. 

“Mum?” He questioned, answering the phone finally, as he opens the back door in the kitchen and steps out onto the back porch. “Is everythin’ alrigh’?” He questions as he leans against the railing of the deck, running his fingers over the hard wood. 

“You tell me, Harry.” Came her reply. No hello, no greeting, no asking how he was. Yeah, Harry knew in that moment that she had definitely found out. 

“Did Gem tell you, then?” He mutters, hoping it was from his sister and not that the media had gotten wind of the situation. Even with both parties involved having signed an NDA, which he hated having to see your face as you had to agree not to talk about how he knocked up a girl, these things could still get out and he dreaded the moment that they did. 

“She shouldn’ have had to, Harold, why haven’ you come to me abou’ all of this?” Harry sighed, hanging his head, unsure of how to answer. The truth was that he was afraid of his mothers disappointment. He felt he had made her so proud up until now and what a way to ruin that than with a situation like this. He had already broken the heart of one important girl in his life, he couldn’t handle doing it to another one just yet. “So it’s true then? You got a girl pregnant?” 

“Yes, mum.” Harry mutters, running a hand through his hair before his fingers begin to play nervously with his bottom lip. “Well, I go soon to have a paternity tes’ done, bu’ as of now we are almos’ certain tha’ I am the fathe’,” 

“And Y/N left you?” Harry hadn’t spoken to his sister since before he left for LA so of course she wouldn’t know that you had for some reason agreed to join him on this little adventure. “The one girl who could handle your lifestyle, put up with everything she’s had to, and you go and do this to her.” That was exactly what Harry hadn’t wanted said to him. He already knew all of this but to hear that disappointment, the disbelief, in his own mothers voice hurt almost as much as he imagined it would. 

“She’s here in Los Angeles with me.” His mother was silent on the other end. “We broke up, yes, bu’ she knew…” He sighs. “I don’ deserve her to, bu’ she came to help me through this.” He hears his mothers answering sigh as she took this information in. 

“Wha’ are you going to do, Harry?” Her voice was full of concern now. She had gotten out her reprimanding and now it was time to make sure her son was okay. No matter how upset with him she was, he was her son and she would support him through this. 

“I don’ know, mum.” Harry had done so well at keeping the tears at bay but in that moment he broke again. The tears fell a few at a time down his stubble covered cheeks, his green eyes shining as he hung his head, resting it on his arm that was supporting his weight on the rail of the deck. 

“Oh, Harry.” She sighed, picking up on the brokenness of her son on the other end of the phone. 

“I can’ do this,” He turns and takes a few steps over to a deck chair, falling into it as he wipes at his wet cheeks and stares off across his green lawn before he closes his eyes, resting his head against he back of the chair. “Wha’ do I do, mum?” His voice was so quiet as he begged him mother to help him through this even though he knew that she couldn’t. No one could. 

“We will take this one day at a time, love, okay?” She offers, her voice calm and reassuring. “I’ll fly out there as soon as I can.” 

“No, mum, you don’t have to do tha’.” Though as soon as she had offered, Harry knew he needed her to. He needed that motherly hug, that parental guidance as he began to navigate his own way into potential parenthood. 

“Too late, I’m lookin’ at flights now.” She argued and Harry knew it was a lost cause - not that he would fight hard for her not to come anyway. “You and Y/N need someone to help you through this.” 

“Thank you.” Harry didn’t even have to say it as more than a whisper but Anne picked up on his gratitude fully anyway. 

“How is she doing? Y/N?” As Harry thought back to you, fast asleep and peaceful inside, he had to bite at his lower lip to keep the tears from falling again but when he opened his mouth to speak nothing but a jumbled mess of words came out. 

“She’s.. I.. i-i mean..” And then a small, quiet sob fell from his mouth and Anne sighed. “She’s never goin’ to forgive me, mum. I’ve lost her.” He squeezes the bridge of his nose between his fingers as he looks down at his feet, more tears leaking down his damp cheeks. He didn’t even try to wipe them away now. It would be pointless as his eyes were burning with fresh tears, surely not stopping any time soon.

“Harry, love, true love always finds a way.” 

“Mum, this isn’t some romantic movie. This isn’t going to jus’ resolve itself and everyone is goin’ to be all happy in the end. I fucked up, cheated on the most importan’ person in my life, lied to her about i’ and only told her when I had to because I found ou’ I had gotten the girl I cheated with pregnant. Would you forgive Robin if he did tha’?” Anne was silent and Harry knew it was because she knew he was right. “No matter how much her and I love each other, this is i’. She won’ forgive me and I’m tryin’ to come to terms with tha’.” But with the tears still falling down his cheeks he knew he was no where near close, if he ever really would be. 

Just then, Harry turns as the back door opens and out you step. You had woken moments before to find Harry gone but heard his voice outside and came to see where he had gone off to. You had heard what he’d just said and he watches you as you walk across the deck and comes to take a seat beside him. 

“Your mum?” You ask, gesturing towards the phone. Harry gives a nod, simply watching you, trying to see if you were going to say anything more but you don’t so he looks away and sighs. 

“I should probably go, bu’ le’ me know when you’ll be here and I’ll le’ you know about the paternity test.” He says to his mother who takes a deep breath on the other end of the line, still full of concern for her son but now that she had heard your voice on the other line knew he would talk no more about the situation. 

“I will, Harry. I love you.” Harry couldn’t help but smile. Even so much as his mothers voice made him feel better, knowing that she still loved him after he fucked up like this helped a lot. He only wished he could hear those three words from the girl sitting beside him. 

“Love you too, mum.” 

“Give Y/N my love as well. Bye now, darling.” With that, his mother ends the call and Harry sighs as he puts the phone down on the seat behind him and looks over at you, finally wiping at his damp cheeks. 

“Mum sends her love.” He mutters. You can’t help but smile, biting at your lower lip. “She’s comin’ out here. Gemma told her abou’ all of this and she said she wan’s to help up through this.” 

“That is very sweet of her.” And not shocking at all. Anne had always been the best support system you and Harry had in your relationship. She would listen to you both, helped you through tough times and much to your benefit told Harry when he was being an idiot. “You hungry?” You eventually ask after it was silent between the two of you for a few moments. 

“Always.” He answers, looking over at you as you smile a bit. He returns it, one corner of his mouth upturned in a genuine grin. 

“Let’s go out to eat. Somewhere nice where we can just enjoy some good food, strong drinks and .. nice company.” You lean over, nudging him a bit with your shoulder. 

“Sounds much bette’ than sittin’ here all nigh’ bein’ sad.” Harry responds and you agreed, which is why you had suggested it. There was only so much more silence you could take before it drove you more insane than you already felt. 

“Hear anything about going to do the test?” You wonder later in the night after a nice meal at a restaurant the two of you had gone to many times on many dates in the past. It had exactly what you wanted, good food, good drinks and great privacy. 

“He sen’ me an email while we were eatin’.” Harry responds, shrugging a bit as he drives back towards the house with you in the passenger seat beside him. “It’s tomorrow mornin’.” 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” You questioned but thinking about it, you knew why. The two of you had been having such a lovely evening. He didn’t want to ruin it by talking about anymore of this baby stuff. The two of you had shared jokes, laughs, and stories. Even 4 years together you could always find stories to tell one another and Harry was happy to see that they could still do that. Maybe there was hope after all. 

“Didn’ wanna bring it up.” He answered, focusing on the road before him. “You don’ have to go with me. It is gonna jus’ be quick, he said.” 

“Are you sure? I don’t mind.” You would prefer not to, of course, but you had come to support Harry so you would go if he needed you to. 

“I’ll be alrigh’.” He smiles over at you and reaches over, resting his large hand on your leg for a second. When he goes to pull away, you grab for his fingers, tangling yours with his. You just needed to feel his skin on yours, those long fingers between yours, their warmth, the coolness of his rings. He looks over at you, a small crease between his brows but he gives you a smile, mimicking the one you were giving him. 

“What do you they even do for this test? I mean.. what kind of test is it?” You had been wondering that ever since the lawyer had brought it up in the meeting earlier this morning. How did they go about testing if Harry’s DNA matched this baby’s when it was still in that woman’s stomach? 

“He sent me a bi’ of information on it bu’ it seems like they jus’ take my blood and her’s. The baby’s DNA is in her blood now and so they can see test it if it matches mine.” He explains. “It’s all very scientific.” You give a small laugh but were stunned by this information. You had no idea paternity could be tested like that. It was a bit fascinating, actually. 

“So you don’t want me to come hold your hand while they stick you with a needle.” You jokingly ask, pinching the back of his hand a bit. He laughs and shakes his head. He then has to release your hand as he needs two hands to pull into the driveway, pulling into the garage. 

“I think I’ll manage just fine.” You give him a grin before sliding from the vehicle and the two of you head inside. “Oh, my mum jus’ sent me her fligh’ details.” He tells you as the two of you go to collapse on the couch and he pulls out his phone. “She ge’s here tomorrow nigh’.” 

“Oh, good. It will be nice to have her here.” You sigh then, pulling your legs up to your chest and bite at your lip. 

“You alrigh’?” Harry questions, tossing his phone down beside him and leans back against the couch, looking over at you. You look over at him, resting your cheek against your knees. 

“I just feel tired, no matter how much I sleep. I feel like I just got done running a marathon. I could sleep for like a year.” Just to add on to your words, a yawn manages to escape your lips. Harry gives a small laugh, taking in how adorable you were. He resisted the urge to wrap his arms around you and cuddle you. 

“You can go take another nap. Don’ le’ me stop you.” He gestures towards the hallway but you smile and shake your head, uncurling your legs and you let out a sigh. The room fell silent then, neither of you saying anything, just staring at the wall in front of you both. 

Your heart pounded in your chest as you thought about how close he was to you, and for some reason in that moment you felt the urge to kiss him. You missed the feel of his lips on yours, the way his body surrounded you, the feel of his touch - gentle and warm. It had been so hard to be so close to him the last few days, no matter how mad at him, or how hurt and heartbroken you were, there had always been that draw towards the man beside you and it was back in full force in that moment. 

“Hey, Harry?” You end up saying, not looking over at him, continuing to keep your eyes fixed on the wall but you see out of the corner of your eye as he looks over at you. 

“Yes, love?” He questions, curious at what you were about to say. He was picking up slightly on your anxiousness and wondered what it all of a sudden could be about when things had been fine just a second beforehand. But you didn’t know what to say. You couldn’t get any words out though. So, you decide to shut off your brain from thinking logically, you instead just gave in to the feelings coursing through you and ignored the way your head was screaming at you. 

You instead listened to your heart in that moment, the part of your heart that adored the man beside you, that was completely in love with him and leaned over quickly, not giving yourself enough time to back out and pressed your lips to his. 

He gasps a bit against your lips but quickly kisses you back, his fingers coming up to tangle in your hair. You rest a hand on his cheek, the other on his chest as you lean into his chest. He turns towards you a bit more, bringing his other hand up to your waist, pulling you a bit closer. The feel of his lips on yours, the pressure they left on you, the buzzing in your chest, you felt alive for the first time in weeks and for once weren’t thinking about the entire situation. In that moment the baby didn’t matter, the cheating didn’t matter. You loved this man, you didn’t forgive him, but both of you were so emotionally unstable right now, you needed this. 

You soon pull away from him, both of you breathing deeply. Harry was feeling this pang in his chest, butterflies in his stomach, even. He was feeling the best he had in so long, he missed your touch, your kiss, so badly and here they were again, back on his. He didn’t know what that meant but as he pulled you back in for another kiss, he just didn’t care. This could be your last kiss ever and he would be okay with how perfect it was. Nothing ever gave him that happiness, that soaring feeling, that sense of completeness like your kiss. 

“I love you.” You pull back and whisper, looking into those green eyes of his that you loved so much. You just had to say it, even if it was just for one last time. 

“I love you, too, sweetheart.” Harry gave you a small smile. He knew this most likely didn’t mean the two of you were okay again, he knew you were far from that, but he wasn’t going to complain about your sudden affection towards him. He would take this over crying and arguing any day. You give him one last smile before pulling back completely. 

“I’m going to go take a bath and then probably get in bed, maybe read a little and call it an early night.” You tell him, pushing your fingers through your hair. 

“Want some company?” Harry offers, completely joking though would of course do it if you were up for it but you laugh and smack playfully at his chest. “Goodnight, love.” He reaches over, pressing a gentle kiss to your temple. 

“Good luck tomorrow morning, don’t let them hurt you too much with that needle.” You say as you stand up, making your way across the room. 

“I’ll try.” You both exchange grins before you leave the room. That night, later, as you lay awake all you kept thinking about was the feel of his lips on yours once more. And for the first time in weeks, none of all this mess mattered and you finally were able to fall asleep with a smile on your face. 

the loud gurgling coming from below caused alec to look at the tiny, blue baby warlock bouncing excitedly in the baby carrier that alec had strapped to his chest earlier. his tiny feet covered by the blue and white striped onesie he was currently wearing were moving excitedly as the baby kicked, squealing and cooing as alec walked around the institute, a report in his hand.

alec took baby max’s hand in his and smiled fondly when his blue fingers curled around his pinky, shaking it around in his tiny fist, alec’s wedding ring glinting in the light. 

“are you excited to see papa?” alec asked and max looked up at him, blinking with those huge eyes of his and gave alec a toothless, adorable smile. “yeah, me too.” alec grinned and kissed max on the top of his head. “just one more order to give out, blueberry, and then we can go home and you can drink a nice warm bottle of milk.” 

 alec rounded the corner with a giggling max and entered the training room with ease and with an air of friendship marched up to aline, gloves on and jabbing fiercely at the punching bag in front of her. music loudly blasted from her ears so it took her a second to realize he was there. a smile as sweet as cherries spread across aline’s face at the sight of her friend, her face flushed from training.

“hey, boss,” she said and alec chuckled at the title aline had teasingly bestowed on him when she first arrived at the institute a couple of years ago. “i’m guessing you have the weekly report on the new recruits?”

“that i do,” alec presented it dramatically and aline took it with a flourish, adding a little bow which was accompanied by a giggle. “i looked them over but i wanted you to keep them, since you are the one in charge of that department.”

“children are a joy, aren’t they?” aline sighed, shaking her head with a grin. “you certainly are, aren’t you?” she crooned suddenly, looking at max and taking his little feet in her hands and waving them up and down. max always got that bright, happy look in his eyes whenever he saw aline and it warmed alec’s heart when his son laughed at one particular funny face aline was making at him.

“oh, you are just too cute!” aline squealed, kissing max on both cheeks. his chubby hands made contact with her face and he smiled as he ran his fingers over her cheeks curiously. “he totally has magnus’ charm.” she looked back up at alec, who was chuckling fondly at the scene before him.

“how do you know he got that all from magnus?” alec huffed, pretending to mad, even though he knew it was true.

“have you met your husband? one look and he’ll sweep you off your feet. this little guy is going to make the world spin with his smile or laugh alone.” aline said as max was still running his hands along her face, occasionally pressing their foreheads together and causing aline to giggle.

“well, that’s true. he did sweep me off my feet.” alec felt butterflies erupt in his stomach at the thought of magnus, his husband, his absolute one and only love and how nothing had changed since the first day they had met, a dopey smile on his face and his cheeks flushed and his heart sighing dreamily. aline was right: all it took was one look and alec was gone forever.

“aw, you’re getting that look in your eyes, you sap.” aline teased coming up from playing with max to poke alec in the arm.

alec rolled his eyes. “look who’s talking,” he gestured towards aline’s ring finger, a gorgeous engagement ring winking at the both of them. “every time helen walks bye, you have to stop and watch her leave. every time she kisses you, you sigh that sigh. you know the one: the cheesy, romantic, be still my beating heart sigh. don’t point fingers at me, aline.” aline made a face at him but she beamed at him afterwards.

“it’s true. i’m in love and whipped. and here’s the proof.” she wiggled her engagement ring in alec’s face. “you better get us lots of presents.”

“being your best man isn’t enough?” alec chortled and aline stuck her tongue out at him.

“alright, go, be with your prince charming. i have to get back to my princess anyway.” aline pulled alec into a quick hug that wouldn’t smush the baby, placing a quick kiss on max’s forehead. “bye, max!”

“say bye, max!” alec encouraged the baby, who merely looked at him, confusion on his face.

“don’t worry, i know he loves me.” aline laughed and she waved cheerfully at the father and son, turning and practically sprinting down the hallway to go see her future wife. alec watched her go, happiness for his friend taking over his entire soul.

the sound of crying caused alec to look down at max, who was fidgeting and squirming, his face screwed up and his lips puckered.

“aw, i know honey, i know,” alec soothed, carefully taking max out of the baby carrier and holding him to his chest. “we’re going home right now to see papa.”

“no need, i’m right here.” alec turned around surprised to see his husband, his gorgeous, beautiful, amazing, kind, wonderful, smart, strong husband walking toward him, glitter dusting his cheekbones like freckles and eyelids. his hair had blue streaks in it and he look glorious in the glittery black jacket he was adorning, a jacket that alec had grown fond over the years. seeing him walking towards him and their child was like alec seeing magnus walk down the aisle  and he felt his stomach drop as pure bliss overtook his emotions.

“hi, love” magnus reached up, a hand on alec’s neck, to softly kiss him hello. alec let his eyes droop close, the feeling of magnus’ lips on his soft and sweet like toffee and he relished in the feeling of his warm fingertips against his skin.

“hi, babe.” alec hummed and magnus smiled, their noses brushing as he leaned in to kiss him again.

“good day today? how was your client?”

“positively dreadful, darling, but seeing your face at the end of the day makes it worth it,” alec felt his face heat up and magnus smiled and brushed a strand of hair off of his forehead. “how was your day?”

“same, boring, couldn’t stop thinking about kissing you and holding you in my arms. but what else is new?”

magnus tittered at this. “cheeky, mr. lightwood-bane.” he quipped, kissing alec’s nose and turning his attention to the wiggling bundle of joy leaning against alec’s chest.

“there’s my baby!” magnus took max out of alec’s arms and held him up, kissing his cheek repeatedly as max laughed and clapped his hands. “did you miss me? i missed you so much, lovebug!” he blew a raspberry against max’s stomach, causing the baby to roar with contagious laughter.

“he really wanted to see you today. we both did.” alec put a hand on magnus’ lower back as they watched max run his hands through magnus’ hair, babbling. “also, he’s hungry.”

“luckily, you’re married to a warlock, sweetheart.” magnus snapped his fingers and a bottle appeared in his hand.

“luckily, i’m married to you.” alec pressed a kiss against magnus’ temple and magnus smiled at him, scrunching his nose in the way that alec loved, before holding the bottle to max’s mouth. 

“he’s so beautiful,” magnus said as they watched max drink out of the bottle, his eyelashes fluttering as he started to get sleepy. “ he’s growing so fast. soon he’ll be able to walk and talk, even hold this very bottle up by himself. i can’t believe we’re actually parents. and married.”

“what a wonderful way to spend the rest of our lives.” alec replied thoughtfully as magnus made a noise in agreement, leaning back against alec.

“they say a home can be a house and that a home can be a place and that a home can be a person, but they were wrong. a home can be people. my home is two people: my exquisite husband and our exquisite child.”

magnus clicked his fingers and the bottle disappeared and both him and alec, grinning and exchanging soft kisses, watched their son sleeping in magnus’ arms, the three of them surrounded in the feelings of simple but sweet contentment.

Addilyn Grace

He looked down at his phone and saw your number on the screen. The crew was between takes, so he knew he had a few minutes that he would be able to talk to you. He missed his girls terribly. 

“Hello?” he answered. 

Silence. 

“Y/N?” he asked, looking down at his phone to make sure it connected. 

He heard a little giggle. He’d know that sound anywhere. 

“Lynie?” Jensen asked.

“Daddy!” she shrieked as she suddenly realized who was on the phone. “Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!” she repeated over and over again. Then he heard the distinct sound of a phone being thrown across the room. 

“Addilyn Grace, what are you doing with mommy’s phone?” he heard you ask as you picked up the phone. 

“Daddy!” Addilyn shrieked in the background. 

Y/N picked up the phone. “Who did you call?” she asked Addilyn. There was a brief silence. “Hello?” 

Jensen couldn’t help the smile that spread across his face, a laugh settling low in his stomach. 

“Hey sweetheart,” he responded. 

“Jen?” she asked. “Lynie did you call Daddy?”

“Daddy!” she laughed, a delighted squeal echoing throughout the room. 

“Oh!” Y/N laughed. “Looks like someone is missing daddy, Jen,” Y/N laughed. “We’ve got one smart two year old, dude.”

“Well, daddy is missing Addilyn and Momma something awful,” he admitted. “She must’ve known I needed to hear my girls’ sweet voices.”

“I miss you, babe,” you sighed. 

“I’m telling you, this whole being fifteen minutes away thing is terrible,” Jensen teased. 

“Shut up,” you giggled. “You know what I mean. I’m just ready for you to get a long break and not be coming home super late when I’m already exhausted and Addilyn is out like a light,” you said. 

“Well, you’ll like this then. We’re gonna wrap early tonight. We wrap at four and I’ll be home by 4:15,” Jensen promised. 

He could hear the smile in your voice. “I can’t wait. Whatcha gonna cook?” you joked. 

“Whatever you want, darlin’,” Jensen drawled. “Put me on speaker,” Jensen said. 

“Done,” Y/N answered. 

“Lynie, you wanna help daddy cook dinner for momma?” he asked. 

“Daddy! Mommy! Daddy!” 

“Boy she likes those two words a lot, doesn’t she?” Jensen laughed.  

You chuckled. “She knows who loves her.” 

“I’ll see you two in about an hour. I’m so glad we decided to have you two up here while I’m filming, at least while she isn’t school age,” Jensen sighed happily. 

“Best. Decision. Ever.” you both said at the same time. 

You laughed. 

“I love you,” Jensen smiled. 

“I love you too, daddy. See you soon. Tell daddy bye Addilyn,” Y/N encouraged. 

“Bye Bye Bye Bye Bye!” Addilyn singsonged. 

Y/N laughed. “She thinks we’re going bye bye. Now I gotta chase her down. See you soon, babe,” she said.

“Bye, woman.” 

Before she could hang up, he heard the phone hit the floor, Y/N’s voice echoing in the background. “Addilyn Grace Ackles, don’t you dare do that.”

There was a soft crash and a chorus of giggles. Jensen couldn’t wait to get home to his girls. He was so glad that they were so close, and he could see them every night. 

Life couldn’t get much better. 

10

Claire in every episode of Outlander2x13 Dragonfly In Amber

I swore I’d never set foot on this horrid place, but here I am and you’re here too. Or your bones, at least. I’m not going to cry because you wouldn’t want that, and besides I’ve come with good news. You have a daughter, Brianna. Named after your father, just as I promised. Jamie, I was angry at you for such a long time. You made me go and live a life that I didn’t want to live. But you were right, damn you. Brianna was safe and loved and raised well. But sometimes, oh, when she turns and the light catches her red hair or I see her smile in her sleep It takes my breath away because I see you. She was born 7:15 on a rainy Boston morning…And that’s everything. Everything I can remember. See? No tears. Bet you didn’t think I could do that, did you? That day at Craigh na Dun We said a lot of things, but there was one thing I didn’t say. Couldn’t. I haven’t for 20 years. But I’m here, and now it’s time. Good-bye, Jamie Fraser. My love. Rest easy, soldier.

deh cell phone/social media headcanons (?)

ok so I like rarely post on this blog but I couldn’t stop thinking about like what they’d all be like using their phones and stuff?? idk im tired this is gonna be shitty but less go


jared:

  • ok but he would def have an ifunny and have like 1834384 followers (or whatever idk how it works but he’d be popular ya know)
  • and like brag about it  constantly
  • like “guys I’m like,,, ,, kind of famous not to brag”
  • (but he would be bragging)
  • (110%)
  • ok hear me out,, but he would SO be one of those people who have an android phone and believe that apple products are Spawned From Satan™
  • like if anyone would be like “haha lol why do u have that crappy phone” he would launch into a fULL ON RANT about how much apple sucks and all the cool stuff on his phone and how much better it is
  • he would probs have a meme account on insta too tbh
  • he would have a voicemail that goes “hello?” and trick the person to start talking ya know
  • and like ten seconds in he would be like “SiKe i’m not here rn hahAAA leave a message”
  • he would text in all lowercase for sURE
  • lots of crytyping and excessive commas obvi
  • uh he would have the highest snapscore (or whatever it’ ever it’s called)
  • his story would always be sooo long 
  • all just vids of his day and people doing funny things
  • he would have 23859320495803 snapchat memories ok
  • he would just be v funny idk i love him

connor:

  • connor frekaing murphy okay
  • just hear me out pls
  • ,he would probably have a tumblr that’s like surprisingly aesthetic?
  • (idk how to word that but you now what i’m trying to say)
  • but it would be a Major Secret™ like if someone asked him he would be like “lol tumblr who is that”
  • his screen on his phone would always be shattered
  • he wouldn’t really care tho tbh
  • his insta would probably be like empty except for one picture he posted when he was really young
  • but after he meets evan he posts a lot more
  • like really really random candids that most people would just delete
  • that would be his entire account okay
  • (also pictures of evan being Cute)
  • he would most likely always have the second newest iphone
  • like when everyone had an iphone 7 he would have a 6 know what i mean
  • ok but 
  • cmon
  • he would DEF take so many selfies
  • and like keep them in his my eyes only on snapchat
  • he would never post them anywhere but one day he decided to post one on insta and everyone was s h o o k 
  • and freaked out
  • im talking like 200 comments
  • anyway
  • I just don’t picture him using snapchat that much
  • i think he would like have a streak with evan and maybe like a 3 day one with jared every once in a while but other than that nothin
  • his voicemail would be like “u can leave a message but ill probably not listen to it so just text me instead bye”
  • yeah that’s connor

zoe:

  • zoe i love her omg
  • ok 
  • so she would have an insta and it would have The Best Theme Ever™
  • it would be v pastel i feel
  • and there would be a lot of pictures of flowers
  • and of alana
  • obvi
  • she would also post vids of her like playing the guitar and other instruments and they would be so good and get like so many likes
  • her bio would be something really deep but in french?
  • like she would probably go on google translate and type in a cool quote and just copy and paste it into her bio tbh 
  • but it would be so cute and cool
  • she would have a rose gold iphone
  • no matter what
  • it would always be the newest kind
  • and she would like n e v e r wear a case on her phone 
  • (except for those clear ones, in which case she would like draw on them or put stickers on)
  • but her phone would never crack or get scratched
  • ever
  • and everyone would be like “????? how???”
  • she would DEF have a tumblr
  • she would have a personal blog and then an aesthetic one and like 39483 extra sideblogs
  • her voicemail would be the typical “hey, it’s zoe! can’t get to the phone right now, pls leave a message!”
  • she would have had it as one like jared’s before but it probably somehow screwed her over
  • so she changed it
  • she would text in all caps a lot i feel
  • i just love her?? ok??

alana:

  • guys.
  • GUYS
  • i have so many for this girl
  • she would have a tumblr too
  • and she would follow every single one of zoe’s blogs
  • she would SO have a studyblr okay
  • like she would for sure have a bullet journal 
  • and have such pretty and high quality pens and highlighters
  • it would be everyone’s goals
  • her insta probably doesn’t have a theme tho
  • I feel like she wouldn’t post often?? ?
  • but when she would it would either be a long political thing or just a cute pic of zoe
  • she would have like mostly perfect grammar when she texts
  • except she would just use like SO MANY question marks
  • not like?? this??
  • but it would be like Wow?????????
  • like that
  • that made no sense
  • ok moving on
  • her voicemail. her voicemail
  • would be so extra okay
  • like she would have definetly (that’s not how u spell that ok) have found a way to make it so u have to press the numbers when u call her
  • like “for work calls, press 1. for family calls, press 2. zoe murphy, press 3.” that type thing
  • and she would have SO MANY different categories for everyone
  • people would get annoyed with it and give passive agressive messages sometimes but she wouldn’t care reallu
  • she loves her organized voicemail
  • she would def save her own money to buy her phone
  • but she would like mostly buy the iphone 6
  • idk why
  • she just would
  • SHE WOULD HAVE A SNAPCHAT STREAK WITH EVERYONE. dont fight me on this i know it
  • i love alana too 

evan:

  • okay okay okay guys
  • i saved the best for last
  • i like,,,, love evan so much ok
  • what a little bean
  • anyways
  • so first of all 
  • he would probably have the iphone 5s
  • and it would run out of battery in about .2 seconds
  • he wouldn’t really care but he feels bad missing his mom’s calls so he’s always asking for a car charger 
  • his background would be of trees on his lock screen (obvi okay)
  • but his homescreen would be a pic of connor 
  • 4 sure
  • of course
  • and once they’re like “official” his lockscreen would be a pic of them
  • just bein cute
  • aw 
  • ok this is for a different time but id like to mention that i feel like he would have a dog?
  • moving on
  • his voicemail would probably be the standard “your call has been transfered to an automated voice messaging system. blah blah blah.”
  • but jared would be like “dude. u gotta change that.”
  • so after like 203857 tries he finally just goes
  • “hithisisevanimnothererightnowpleaseleaveamessage”
  • (connor would think it’s adorable btw)
  • his instagram would be adorable
  • he would probably post every two seconds
  • he would post a lot of pics of trees
  • but when becomes closer with alana and zoe and connor he starts posting pics of all them together and like cute blurry selfies
  • his bio would be like “HI, this is evan! Here are my pictures.”
  • he would have a snap but not post on it much
  • like maybe every once in a while
  • but he would of course have a streak with connor
  • (probably alana too tbh)
  • oh i forgot to mention this but he would be terrified to crack his phone
  • he would have a big clunky case 
  • (like an off brand otter box but worse)
  • he would text with perfect grammar
  • it would be so cute
  • like “Hello, how are you?”
  • aaaaa
  • but when he would get really anxious he would pull up like one of those soothing sounds apps
  • and put use the apple headphones that you get with the phone in
  • (he would still have those and never loose them btw)
  • and he’d just try to breathe and listen
  • i love this boy so much. so so much. yeah. 

wow this was longer than i expected lol hope u enjoyed that crappy headcanon!


(ps i ended up actually making the pets headcanon so if u wanna see it lmk and i can post it lol)

I’m OVER it mom...

Series: Tom Holland Dad Imagines

Request from @confusedascas : Can you write a fic about tom having a daughter who’s 11-12 and she’s upset about him being gone all the time for filming and one day she cries and he comes home and surprises her and he apologizes and cuddles please!!

Warnings: Swearing,Sadness,Cute Tom Dad

Word Count: 1,700+

A/N: Sorry it took me so long to get to this, had other imagines to finish and my migraines have been killing me to the point where it hurts to look at anything bright :,( Sorry love xx


[Reader’s POV] (NOV 18th)


“Shae love you can’t get mad at him..” you sigh following your upset daughter. She’s been in an awful mood since her father called while we were in the car. 


    Tom has been gone for five months and called today saying he would be gone for another month. Shae was devastated and swore in the car. Tom got after her and she yelled back “You’re barely here, are you even my dad anymore?” which made Tom become silent then hang up. Shae doesn’t know how hard of a toll it takes on Tom not being able to come home. 


    Her birthday is in three days and all she wanted was Tom to come home like he promised. My lovely daughter is a Scorpio and takes promises very seriously. Tom tried apologizing but she told him to “fuck off.” Hence why tension rose in the Holland household.


“Shae Leanne Holland come here right now” you shout as she runs up the stairs to her room.


“No! He promised he would be back by my birthday.. I’m not coming out of my room!” her voice fills the air with the door slamming right after. 


    Letting out a defeated sigh you run your fingers through your hair. You hear feet coming down the stairs catching your attention. It was you seven year old son Zander and Tessa. His glasses falling down the bridge of his nose making him push it back up. Tessa walks over to you giving your hand a lick.

“Hi Tessa bear, how are you darling..” you give her head a rub as she licks your leg.


“Mumma, is Shae going to stay in her room forever?” he asks tilting his head to the side pulling the book he had to his chest.


“I don’t know Zander… She’s just really upset daddy isn’t coming home like he said”  you explain pulling your sweater sleeves down as a chill runs through your body.


“Daddy can’t control it though..She’s a drama queen sometimes” Zander rolls his eyes at the situation. Sometimes you wonder if he really is seven.


“Do you want to help me make dinner love?” you ask Zander while walking towards the kitchen. Him and Tessa following right behind you.


“Yes Mumma, as long as I get to read the instructions!” He smiles setting down his book on the dining room table. His excitement making you laugh from the cuteness.


“Yes you can read the instructions my little genius”


-


[Zander’s POV]


“Tom, you need to calm down baby” 


“She’s just a little ma- I know she swore at you.. maybe if you didn’t swear so muc- I know I do too but you’re worse” Mumma’s laughter fills the air as she talks to Daddy on the phone.


    She was talking to Daddy in the living room on the couch. We ate dinner a while ago together while Shae stayed in her room. Mumma tried convincing her but she’s so stubborn. With all of our attempts shut down she stayed in her room. 


    Walking over to the cabinet I open it up. Finding my hidden sweets box I pull it out quietly. Making sure mumma was still talking I sneak some sweets into my pockets. Putting it back I hide it behind some of dad’s snacks.

    Sneaking out of the kitchen I walk quickly towards the stairs. Tessa spots me from her bed and gets up. She follows me sticking her nose to my pockets making me panic. Running up the stairs with her chasing me quickly.


Dammit I have little legs!


    Heading down the hallway I end up in front of Shae’s room that was across from mine. Knocking on the door I wait for her to open it. Tessa sits next to me as I wait for her to open it up. Knocking on the door again I heard her groan.


“What do you want? I’m not coming out mom!” Shae’s voice comes through the door.


“It’s me, Zander and Tessa” I say with a smile on my face pushing my glasses back up. The door opens to reveal my sister with a red nose and puffed cheeks.


“What’s up Zander,do you need another book?” she asks eyeing the one she leant me. I held the book to my chest shaking my head no.


“I brought you some chocolate.. you didn’t eat dinner so I thought I would bring you something sweet to pick you up…” I say pulling out the sweets from my pocket. I picked her favorite kinds out of my stash so she could be happy.


     A smile forms on Shae’s mouth as she eyes the chocolate. Placing the sweets in her hand she puts them in the pouch of her jumper. Her arms engulf me into a hug, my arms holding her tight. I didn’t like seeing Shae sad..


“Thank you Zander.. Now go and try to finish that book” She pulls back giving me a smile. Nodding I walk across opening my door to walk in. Tessa comes in shortly after I open it. 


“I know those are your favorites so enjoy sis” I smile closing the door to my room. Glad I could bring a smile to her face while she’s sad.


-


[Reader’s POV] (NOV 19th)

“Shae you have to come down to eat.. you can’t starve yourself forever.. I’m leaving this plate of food outside your door,better get it before Tessa does cause then you won’t have anything till lunch” you groan glaring at the wood door that was separating you from your angry pre-teen.


     She would get tired of being in her room at some point. We didn’t put a tv in her room, and she doesn’t have a cellphone. She has two bookshelf on either side of her bed. At some point she will get tired of reading..


     Setting the tray of food down on the ground outside her door. Shae’s door opens enough for her to grab the tray and slide it in. The door quickly closing right after. Sighing you walk off towards your bedroom. Frustration, anger, sadness all hit you at once as your body flops onto the bed. 


“God dammit Tom.. this is getting harder and harder each day you’re gone” tears slip down your cheeks staining the pillow under your head. Grabbing my phone out of my pocket I dial Tom’s phone number. Pressing the phone to my ear I wait for him to answer.


“Ello darling, how are you?” Tom’s voice making you smile instantly.


“I miss you so much.. I’m feeling so overwhelmed with Shae, I think I might go insane” tears start to form in your eyes again. You thought you had this parenting thing down but it wasn’t easy. 


“Please love don’t cry, I wish I could hold you right now.. Everything is going to be okay want to know why? Its because you’re my beautiful wife and a wonderful mother”


“It’s so hard without you here.. I wish you were coming home like you were supposed to now I can’t see your handsome face” you laugh slightly trying not to put a damper on the mood of the conversation.


“I’ll be home sooner than you know it, I know it’s hard baby but the Holland family will get through it like we always do” 


“I love you babe, I heard something downstairs in the kitchen I gotta go” Getting off the bed you wipe your tears away with the sleeve of Tom’s pullover.


“I love you more darling, talk to you soon.. keep that smile on your beautiful face for me please” you knew he was smiling at this point.


“Will do, bye baby” pressing end I stick my phone in the pocket of my jeans.


-


“What time are you going to be home darling?” Tom asks as you pull out of the parking lot.


“Well Zander is currently with Paddy and I’ll be home in a few minutes, Shae is still in her room..” you explain turning the blinker on to make a right turn.


“Why is Zander with Paddy? Excuse me sir, thank you”  you could hear shuffling in the background and voices.


“He is currently teaching Paddy on something he learned from a book recently.. What are you doing babe?” you ask listening to the background sound from his end of the line.


“N-nothing love, but I gotta go.. I love you so much”  


“I love you more, goodbye” you smile ending the line by clicking the button on your steering wheel.


[Reader’s POV] (NOV 20th Shae’s birthday)


Happy Birthday Shaeeee… Happy Birthday to youuuu!” Flashes go off from Nikki’s camera as Shae blows out her candles.


“Alright everyone who wants cake?” I ask holding up the cake knife.


“Me!” Sam and Harry say simultaneously then looking at each other with a smile.


“C’mon little dove, I know he would have wanted to be here” you set down the knife on the table. Seeing your daughters tears spill down her cheeks breaks your heart. Pulling her into a hug she cries into the crook of your neck. Dom takes over cutting her cake and passing out pieces.


“I just miss him so much mumma” she whimpers making another crack in your heart happen. She hasn’t called you that since she was little.


“Sorry I’m late everyone, did I miss cake?” a familiar voice fills the air. Looking over to see Tom in a black jumper, jeans, a beanie on and a suitcase beside him.


“D-Daddy?” Shae gasps looking over at him, her curls falling down her back. Her eyes opened in shock as she looked at her father standing in the doorway.


“Do you think I would miss my daughter’s thirteenth birthday?” Tom’s smile could have lit up the room,he looked so happy to be home. Shae gets up from her chair taking off and jumping into her father’s arms. The moment so pure and sweet, thankfully Nikki captured the moment.


“Happy Birthday Shae” Tom says giving her head a kiss.


“My wish came true” she cries into his chest as he ran his fingers through her curls. He swayed them side hugging her tightly. Tears were falling from your eyes watching the two of them. You were still in shock because he didn’t even fucking tell you he was coming home… Handsome bastard.


A/N: How did everyone like Zander, he’s so damn adorable :,)

Injured Rabbit (Draco x Slytherin!Metamorphmagi!Reader)

Originally posted by nellaey

Request: Could you write a Draco x metamorphmagus!reader? The reader loves animals so when she finds a injured animal she brings it to the slytherin common room to show Draco and have him help her take care of it. I hope that’s not a lot😅  

The information on Metamorphmagi might be inaccurate oh well

Also this is trash heh bye


You were a metamorphmagi (like Tonks).  Not an animagi.  Metamorphagus skills were not acquired through a series of events like animagi, they are inherited.  You got yours from your mother.  You could transform into any animal (full form or just partial), change your hair color as you please, and you had a strong love and passion for almost any animal.  Oh right, you were also a Slytherin, and a proud one at that.

You didn’t exactly have any friends in Slytherin, though.  However, Draco Malfoy took an interest in your love for anything furry or scaley.  Whenever you snuck down to the forest to observe the animals, Draco would sometimes follow you and watch you with curiosity.  He thought he had always gotten away clean without you noticing him, but you had the ears of a hawk (sometimes literally), and would always hear him behind you no matter how far.  But you didn’t find it creepy, you were glad someone had taken an interest in your skills.  You were far too used to being called a ‘freak’ by other Slytherins.  Draco was fascinated by the way you cared for even the smallest critter.

One day as it was nearing curfew and you were walking past the forest to go back to the Slytherin common room, you heard the whimpers of what had to be a small animal of some sort.  You frantically searched behind some large trees and soon found a tiny snow-white rabbit, a bite mark with blood seeping out on its side.

You knew you didn’t have time to heal it then and there, or else you would get in major trouble for being out after curfew, even more by the forest.  You also knew there was no way you were going to leave the poor thing to die.  So you carefully picked it up, being careful not to harm it any further, and you rushed back down to the Slytherin common room, successfully not getting caught.  You uttered the password and quickly walked into the room.

Everyone else had retreated to their beds for the night.  All except for Draco, who was sitting on the couch and immediately looked up when he heard you enter.  “Y/N?” he said confused when he saw you rush to your bag by a table.

“No time, Draco, I need you to help me with something,” you muttered as you grabbed a pillow from a chair and set it on the table, gently laying the rabbit on it.

Draco was quickly by your side.  “A rabbit?” he said as he watched you lay it down.

“Yes, and as you can clearly see it’s hurt.  Get that fizzy blue potion from my bag,” you instructed.

Draco opened your bag and sifted through the potion bottles, and soon found the blue potion with bubbles fizzing around inside.  He handed it to you, and you opened the bottle and gently poured a small amount on the rabbit’s wound.  It began to calm down, and stopped wiggling and whining.  Next, you whipped out your wand and held it over the bite mark and muttered a quick healing spell for animals, the bite closing shut.

“Draco, there should be a tiny purple blanket in my bag, can you get that?”

He nodded and knelt down to go through your bag again, pulling out the purple blanket and handing it to you.

“Thank you,” you said and wrapped up the sleeping rabbit in it, picking it up and cradling it to your chest and walking over to sit on the sofa.  “Hey, Draco,” you began.

“Yes?” he replied and sat next to you on the sofa.

You stroked the rabbit’s ears.  “Why were you the only one down here when I got back?  Normally you’re one of the first people to go to the dorms.”

Draco blushed.  Like.  He.  blushed.  “Oh… uh…. I guess I just wanted to make sure you were safe…?”

“Aw, the Malfoy boy does have feelings after all.  Also, I know you follow me to the woods sometimes.”

His eyes widened.  “H-how do you know that?”

“Ears of a hawk.  Metaphorically and literally.”

“Well then…”

“Here, pet the rabbit,” you said out of nowhere and held the rabbit out to him.

Draco wasn’t really used to animals, but held out a hand and lightly pet the rabbit’s floppy ears.  “It’s very cute.”

“Very,” you answered.  “We’ll return it to its home tomorrow, in the meantime…. I’m really tired.”  You set the rabbit on the spot next to you and transformed into a black cat.

Draco jumped a little, forgetting you could do that.  “Y/N, what on Earth are you doing???”

You ‘meowed’ and padded onto his lap, curling up.  Draco didn’t really know what to do, so he pet your furry body as you batted at his arm with your tail.  You purred and eventually fell asleep, Draco still petting you.

In the morning, a lot of people were confused as to why there was a cat on Draco’s lap and a rabbit wrapped in a blanket next to him.


Please let me know what you thought of it and what I could do better next time!

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                                                Don’t you worry, don’t you worry, child
                                                     See, heaven’s got a plan for you
                                               Don’t you worry, don’t you worry now