look at jen though

Finally got my duo photo of Colin and Jen with my little Hook and Emma so I thought I would share it. Unfortunately my daughter wasn’t smiling in this one, but it was funny because she wouldn’t stop looking up at Colin and this was the best shot the photographer could get. I totally understand not wanting to stop looking at Colin’s face though!! And you can tell Jen was super happy to see the kids dressed up as Captain Swan. Good times!!!

“The past doesn’t define who you are, it just gives you the starting point of who you’re going to be.” 

“Do you believe in destiny?” 


Jen Brown voices a lot of great characters, let me tell you. 

Pyrrha and Carolina are two characters that I hold very close to my heart and so I finally wanted to make something featuring them. And as usual my colors are wonky but hey it’s a learning process. I love these two so much, and so I’m happy to have something with them in it, and I adore Jen for bringing these two to life. <3

Ivy League; Series (Part 8)

Summary: College is about experiencing life and learning. But when the two mix, it leads to a bit of trouble. Meeting a guy who’s definitely out of your league wasn’t on your uni to-do list.


PART 8:

Genre: Angst, Smut

Member: Luhan (appearance by Sehun, mentions of Xiumin)

Words: 3,205

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anonymous asked:

Hey Sarah! Well, this is probably a random question but do you like Jen's haircut? Personally, I don't like it. I mean, it suits on her and looks really good, but I miss her long hair. Maybe I don't like it because I'm not a big fan of that lenght of hair. I know that it's kinda odd but I prefer super short hair (pixie cut) or super long hair, like deciding between black or white. Obviously, we can't change anything and Jen can do what she decides with her hair.

I do like it, as a matter of fact!  I mean, for me personally I could never pull off hair that short, but I like the way it looks on Jen!  I really love her long hair though (her Emma hair is probably my favorite hairstyle she’s ever had).  That probably has something to do with preferring longer hair for myself though.  I think she looks really cute with the shorter hair, but I guess I do prefer her longer hair at the end of the day.

Fighter of a Different Kind ~A Joshifer One-Shot~

Hey guys! Well this is a bit of shock isn’t it? Here I was saying I was writing about my MTV headcanons, and all of a sudden this pops up. Let’s just say that I hit a bit of a rut with the MTV story, and due to all the storms in my area, I got a bit inspired to write something else! This isn’t a headcanon or anything, but instead just a little story about Joshifer as parents. It was very fun to write, though I was up sulking about missing the lunar eclipse due to rain haha. I hope you all enjoy it, and without further ado…

Fighter of a Different Kind

Another bolt of lightning lit up the small bedroom, drowning the furniture and walls in a dazzling white color. And the seemingly deafening boom that followed was enough to rouse Josh from his sleep. It took him a moment to figure out what he was doing up so early in the morning, but yet another lightning strike closely followed by thunder confirmed his hunches.

Sighing deeply and rolling over, he gazed at his wife’s sleeping form, a small smile crawling across his face as he did so. Jennifer was tucked up tightly beneath the covers, a pair of black darkeners draped snuggly across her petite face.

Rolling his eyes with a crooked smile, he starred at the thin band of fabric shielding her blue-green eyes away from view. “That thing has more uses than I thought,” he thought in an almost envious fashion, wincing slightly as the room flashed to life from another lightning strike.

He realized that he would most likely not get back to bed with the storm raging on as it was, so he continued to watch protectively over the sleeping woman beside him. Her face looked so peaceful in her sleep, her lips parted ever so slightly. The blankets moved slightly with every breath she took, especially the area near her slightly rotund stomach.

Josh and Jen had found out that they were expecting almost two months ago, and of course, they both could not be more ecstatic. Josh of course, had catered to Jen’s every need, even this early in her pregnancy; her odd cravings, her mood swings, her slight pains. But he didn’t mind; he was happy when she was.

Almost in response to his thoughts, a small voice sounded from elsewhere in the house, rousing Josh immediately back to attention.

“Mooommmaaa”

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So I’ve noticed that lately Jen has been liking wedding dresses on Instagram. And she also said this about CS:

“I think it’s interesting now that we’re looking at the relationship as a real relationship and the ups and downs that’s in a real relationship, and the intimacy that you discover when you know that you’ve decided that that’s the person you want to be with. I think that’s definitely stuff that we’re looking to start exploring between Hook and Emma.” (x)

We know Jen spent her last hiatus preparing Dark Swan, including her outfits, and that she always has a huge say in what Emma wears. I’m not saying she could be looking at wedding dresses for Emma, but I’m totally saying she could be looking at wedding dresses for Emma.

Please read Broke up (I) here first : 

Broke up (I)

I didn’t mean for this to be long but it couldn’t be shorten by any means.Thank you for reading. Hope u enjoy it.

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Broke Up (II)

Sherlock did not bother to knock. He unlocked the door and let himself in. Molly was sitting at the edge of the open window, smoking. He had never seen her smoke. He did not even know that she could smoke at all.

Molly: (did not care to turn back and look) I am OK, Jen. Don’t worry. Sorry for smoking in here though, old habit dies hard.

Sherlock: (stood behind her) Care to share that to the rest of the class?

Molly turned swiftly and lost her balance. Sherlock quickly grabbed he wist and tugged her inside, into his arms.

Molly: Sherlock? Why are you here?!

Sherlock: I should be the one who ask, Molly, since I was left with an empty bed and a tedious cat.

Molly: Oh… I could not find Toby that night so I didn’t take him with me.

Sherlock: I didn’t come all the way here to talk about that cat, Molly.

Sherlock then pulled her close kissing her mouth taking her by surprise. He poured his longing for her into the one kiss.The taste of cigarettes which was still fresh in her mouth and the sweet scent of her skin intoxicated him. 

Sherlock: (whispered in her ear) I have been everywhere looking for you. I have never been worried and I was worried sick.

Molly carefully freed herself from his arms and stepped away, tears glistering in her eyes.

Molly: You are wasting your time here, Sherlock. Your long lost lover is back now. You should go back to her.



Sherlock: Lover? What are you talking about, Molly?

Molly: Miss Adler and you are the true drama queens. (grinned but sadly) Well, you, two, deserve each other that way.

Sherlock: The Woman and me? This is absurd, Molly.

Molly: (sighed) The only thing that she wants, is your attention, Sherlock. And you, you pretend not to care for her but I know, you actually do, very much. I guess it’s for best that I let you go.

Sherlock: Molly…

Molly: Please don’t, Sherlock. You know well that I am right. I saw it in your eyes, that night when you barged through the bomb squad, to save her life.

Sherlock: And you risked yours to save mine, Molly.

Molly: You know me, if it is for you, I will risk everything, Sherlock. Rather pathetic, aren’t I?

Sherlock: So you are breaking up with me?

Molly:  I will move out as soon as I can find a new flat.

Sherlock took Molly’s merely finished cigarette from the ashtray and sucked in whatever was left of it in one go.

Molly: I just want you to be happy, Sherlock. If my presence in your life is obstructing it, the most logical solution is to remove myself from the equation.

Sherlock: (Glared at her sharply) You are breaking up with me. How can I ever be happy, Molly Hopper. Tell me!

Molly: Sherlock, please…

Sherlock slumped down into the chair near by, closed his eyes and sighed heavily. Molly sat down on the floor close to him, leaning against the wall. After a long silence, he muttered under his breath;

Sherlock: I can’t allow it.

Molly: Pardon?

Sherlock: I cannot and will not allow you to walk away from my life, Molly.

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To be continued

Broke Up (I)

A week earlier

A master criminal had been released and Irene Adler had become his primary target.

The Woman had used Sherlock’s (and now Molly’s) flat as her bolt-hole.

With Molly’s help, Sherlock and John had solved the puzzle and once again, saved Irene’s life.

Molly had caught the first train to visit her sister in York. Sherlock had searched for her everywhere like a mad man.

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Jennifer (Molly’s little sister) opened the door and saw the famous Sherlock Holmes standing in her door step. Without a word, she slapped him across the face so hard that she hurt her hand.
Sherlock did not flinch even a little since he had someone in particular to focus on.

Jen: You promised me that you will cherish my sister, Holmes. And here she is, in my guest room, burning her lungs out with those bloody cigarettes.

Sherlock: Just let me in, Jen. It will save us a lot of time. I need to talk to Molly.

Jen: (sighed) Alright alright…come in but if you hurt Moll again, I will run you over with a truck, Sherlock. I promised you, I will.

Sherlock:(smirked) That’s very kind of you, Jen.

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Jennifer showed Sherlock to her quest room. The detective held the baby Marble in his arms. It had been almost a year since he last seen Molly’s niece. Although the baby girl seemed to remember him well enough to whimper in protest when Sherlock handed her back to her mother.

Jen: It’s weird that Marble likes you so much. She pointed at you on the telly once and giggled like mad.

Sherlock: I tend to be quite charming to ladies.

Jen: (chuckled) Charming? I don’t think so. Maybe my baby girl unfortunately, shares Moll’s strange type. (Handed him the key) Here, in case she won’t let you in.

Sherlock: Molly is right, you are the smart one.

Jen: (smirked) Finally you know, Holmes.

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Sherlock did not bother to knock. He unlocked the door and let himself in. Molly was sitting at the edge of the open window, smoking. He had never seen her smoke. He did not even know that she could smoke at all.

Molly: (didn’t care to turn back and look) I am OK, Jen. Don’t worry. Sorry for smoking in here though, old habit dies hard.

Sherlock: (stood behind her) Care to share that to the rest of the class?

Molly turned swiftly and lost her balance. Sherlock quickly grabbed he waist and tugged her inside and into his arms.

Molly: Why are you here?!

Sherlock: I should be the one who ask, Molly, I am the one who was left with an empty bed and a tedious cat.

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To be continued…