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SF9 Personalities

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SF9 Masterlist

Originally posted by neozbin

Okay well SF9 is a 9 member boy group under FNC Entertainment. The group debuted on 3 October, 2016. So fairly recent. In my opinion this group is very loving and funny and deserve a lot of attention. I love them so now I will explain each member as fully as I can.

Recently on a V-Live they boys announced the Fandom name after many discussions and the fandom together have come up with Fantasy. So now this fandom is called Fantasy.

FUTURE

ACCOMPANY

NEXT

TOGETHER

AFFECT

SF9

YOU

Another meaning to why we are called Fantasy is-

“A wish coming true in one’s imagination”. Sf9 fans will be apart of making SF9′s wish come true and that every moment SF9 and FANTASY spends together will be like a fantasy.

Songs-

Fanfare

K.O

Roar (Just released today!! SO HYPED)

So beautiful

Together

Youngbin:

Originally posted by bureureung

Stage Name: Youngbin

Real Name: Kim Youngbin

Position: Leader,  Lead Rapper and Dancer.

Birthday: 23rd November, 1993

Nationality: Korean

Youngbin is the leader and he is constantly supporting and loving his members. He has he cutest eyes smile possible. He is also extremely hard working and passionate about what he does and that is clear. Although being the leader he is known for messing around and just acting silly along with his members showing off that he is a child at heart. He loves amusement parks and can’t help his excitement. He motivates and fills every member with confidence. He loves and adores his members and constantly shows his gratitude towards his members.

Inseong:

Originally posted by fy-sf9

Stage Name: Inseong

Real Name: Kim Inseong

Position: Main Vocalist, Dancer

Birthday: 12th July, 1993

Nationality: Korean

Inseong is SF9′s English speaker as he studied in London for a year. Inseong is loving and caring with all of his members and is no where near afraid to show them his love for them. Inseong tends to be shy and sometimes has an awkward personality and that just makes him even more adorable. His voice is quite deep but very soft and soothing. Calls himself ‘Fennic Fox’ because of his eyes. Also Inseong loves to draw like really loves to draw especially manga.

Jaeyoon:

Originally posted by foxyins

Stage Name: Jaeyoon

Real Name: Lee Jaeyoon

Position: Lead Vocalist, Dancer (*Cough* Bias Wrecker *Cough*)

Birthday: 9th August, 1994

Nationality: Korean

Jaeyoon is a big baby, he is scared of absolutely everything, heights roller coasters or anything scary but doesn’t that just make him so cute?! Mr sunshine straight up like he is always smiling or laughing or attached to Inseong, I’m sure they are in love. Has a beautiful smile like look at him! Very powerful vocals. He’s funny and cute and JUST SO SASSY LIKE DAMN!

Dawon:

Originally posted by bureureung

Stage Name: Dawon

Real Name: Lee Sanghyuk

Position: Lead Vocalist, Dancer

Birthday: 25th July, 1995

Nationality: Korean

Dawon is the lovable ball of fluff along with energy like its a never ending pit. Dawon has the skills to be an MC and normally hosts most of the little competitions on their YouTube channel. Complete meme, like his existence forms a meme. Dawon needs an award for how extra he is like he is extra as all hell. He is the ultimate mood maker and can cheer anyone up. Love this man.

Zuho:

Originally posted by w00nkiee

Stage Name: Zuho

Real Name: Baek Juho

Position: Main Rapper, Dancer

Birthday: 4th July, 1996

Nationality: Korean

This man is a trickster like in mv’s he is this mysterious, rough guy with an aura of intimidation with a low voice but don’t be fooled as he is really just fuzzy teddy bear like he just wants some cuddling and some loving and he will be pleased. Like this guy is very loving, caring and romantic. Like he is just the perfect combination yet he isn’t my bias. Yet somehow if he still seems intimidating just remember that he can’t go to the toilet in the dark alone, he always needs another member with him.

Rowoon:

Originally posted by malegroups

Stage Name: Rowoon

Real Name: Kim Seokwoo

Position: Main Vocalist, Visual, Dancer

Birthday: 7th August, 1996

Nationality: Korean

Rowoon is Mr Mummy, like he looks after all his members and takes care of them. He protects the younger ones with his life and that is so adorable. He loves to cook which you could see in the cook off he has with Zuho and Inseong. This mummy is very clinging with his members and loves cuddles as well and when he gets excited and happy he jumps up and down. Also very giant and athletic.

Taeyang:

Originally posted by dangchanhee

Stage Name: Taeyang

Real Name: Yoo Taeyang

Position: Main Dancer, Main Vocalist

Birthday: 28th February, 1997

Nationality: Korean

Mr puppy like I don’t care what anyone says he is a puppy. Taeyang calls himself “Sexy & Charismatic” which is completely true because I am sure that when you start liking SF9 the first person you bias is Taeyang because look at him with those sweater paws!! One of the more silent types but he is a flirt when he does talk like never ending flirting. Taeyang definitely overworks himself and will stay up late dancing and practising so this man needs to be shown all the love and support because he deserves it just like the other members.

Hwiyoung:

Originally posted by forsf9

Stage Name: Hwiyoung

Real Name: Kim Youngkyun

Position: Rapper, Supporting Vocalist, Dancer (MY BIAS LIKE LOOK AT HIM)

Birthday: 11th May, 1999

Nationality: Korean

This my boo!! Anyways, he is extremely confident with his looks because he has all right to be. But don’t take that as if he is self centred because he isn’t. In fact he has one of the shy personalities but has energy bursts and acts crazy with everyone else. Constant aegyo because he is an adorable bunny. Works out a bit and likes to keep fit. Definitely has his savage moments. Extremely emotional as well, once cried in dance practice because of something Youngbin said but have worked that out straight away.

Chani:

Originally posted by kangchaneee

Stage Name: Chani

Real Name: Kang Chanhee

Position: Vocalist, Main Dancer and Maknae

Birthday: 17th January, 2000

Nationality: Korean

Do not mistake this he is definitely the youngest despite his deep voice. He has the cutest smile and does aegyo a whole lot as you can see fro the gif. Also a young cliche is scared of absolutely everything just like Jaeyoon. He also has a very quiet personality and is also very cute. Even though he is younger than the rest he is one of the more mature ones but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t muck around a lot because he does! Looked after by all members and also looks after them too.

Originally posted by clickedyourheart

Thats is all of them and I hope you love them as much as I do! Tell me who your bias is if you have one!! Don’t forget to request something!!!

-Admin Kira

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“[…] and to see to her needs just as thoroughly as you have mine.
But in a different way, of course.”

“Of course.”

- Peter Cushing in The Curse of Frankenstein (1957)

  • *221B*
  • Sherlock: *sitting in his chair; hands clasped* I have to tell you something.
  • Rosamund: *sitting in her dad's old chair; eating a cookie* Yeah?
  • Sherlock: *awkward* Um, well, for a while, I've been...on my own here.
  • Rosamund: *nods* I know. That's okay, Uncle Sherlock.
  • Sherlock: *smiles* I know. It's okay if that changes, too *pauses* would you be okay if that changes?
  • Rosamund: *confused* Changes how?
  • Sherlock: *clears his throat* I've asked someone to live with me. Someone very special, very close to me *affectionate* someone I love *smiles* and they've accepted.
  • Rosamund: *grins* Is it Aunt Molly?
  • Sherlock: *frowns* How do you know that?
  • Rosamund: *giggles* Oh, Uncle Sherlock...you didn't think that was a SECRET, did you?
  • Sherlock: ...

FIFTY THINGS BABY HARRY DEFINITELY GOT TO EXPERIENCE

1. falling asleep with his dad on the sofa

2. pulling on the cat’s tail and cackling madly

3. falling asleep in his mum’s arms

4. waking up with two parents cooing over him

5. being lulled by his dad’s voice–singing terribly, but he didn’t care

6. watching his mum and dad dance around the living room

7. and then his dad scooping him up off the floor and the three of them dancing around the living room

8. being sick and spending four solid days in his parents’ arms–them cooing and sushing and rubbing his back until he felt better

9.  having as much cake as he wanted on his birthday

10. both his parents sneaking his biscuits when the other wasn’t looking

11. his dad talking to him as if he was already his best mate in the world

12. those amazing lights from his dad’s wand

13. his mum levitating him in the air for fun

14. memorizing his mum’s twenty kinds of laughs

15. falling asleep nestled in-between his parents on the sofa/in bed

16. sleeping snuggled with his toy broomstick in his cot b/c he couldn’t bear to let it go and his parents didn’t want to tell him no

17. the funny lady who came over and brought him biscuits

18. carving a pumpkin with his parents and smashing goo all over the floor

19. crying when the goo got in his eyes

20. laughing when his mum vanished it and chasing after the cat

21. trying to ride the cat

22. knowing if he cried his mum or dad would come make it right

23. playing peek-a-boo beneath his dad’s invisbility cloak

24. learning “sssshhhhh” when he and his mum were hiding underneath the cloak from dada 

25. conspiratorial whispers/secrets

26. his mum blowing raspberries on his tummy/cheeks/feet/legs

27. grabbing his dad’s glasses and holding them victoriously in his chubby little hands as he promptly puts them in his mouth

28. and then his dad puts them on, slobbery and all, deliberately upside down to make him giggle

29. his dad telling he and his mum wizarding stories from the animated pop up book

30. his mum telling he and his dad muggle stories from the book with shiny edges

31. warm nights spent on the sofa by the fire eating popcorn (which wasn't always realized as a chocking hazard so he was probably given some)

32. little baby belches after tiny sips of butterbeer from uncle pafoo

33. being mesmerized by the golden snitch his mum charmed to float above his bed

34. chasing after the quaffle–that was bigger than him–around the living room floor while dada chased him on all fours

35. falling asleep snuggled next to the kiddy

36. sneaking out with his dad under the invisibility cloak–with silencing charms, of course–and taking walks around the neighborhood

37. lying out in the back garden–which had a tall fence around the perimeter–and digging in the dirt while his mum and dad worked in the garden

38. picnics on the grass in said garden

39. hearing he was loved and how special he was and how wonderful he was every day for the first year and three months of his life

40. learning his mum’s twenty kinds of kisses and hugs

41. playing quaffle with dada and uncles padfoot and remus and peter–in which he was the quaffle

42. playing with his dad’s mirror until uncle padfoot’s face showed up

43. almost choking on his mum’s wizarding chess set

44. a first christmas he didn’t even understand because he was so young, but the house was sparkly and he liked the lights and the music and he learned to crawl by trying to get over to the tree and pull the baubles off

45. knowing that his dad smelled like peppermint and his mum smelled like raspberries

46. hours spent in the kitchen while his mum brewed potions which smelled terrible but were full of interesting things to try and grab at

47. watching his dad work on the crossword in the mornings and playing peek-a-boo with the paper

48. eating toast in the mornings and getting jam hopelessly smeared in his face and cheeks and fingers and hair

49. hearing from his mum every day that he looked and acted just like his dada

50. hearing from his dad every day that he looked and acted just like his mummy

Chapter fourteen: Norbert the Norwegian Ridgeback

The egg was lying on the table. There were deep cracks in it. Something was moving inside; a funny clicking noise was coming from it.
They all drew their chairs up to the table and watched with bated breath.
All at once there was a scraping noise and the egg split open. The baby dragon flopped on to the table. It wasn’t exactly pretty; Harry thought it looked like a crumpled, black umbrella. Its spiny wings were huge compared to its skinny jet body and it had a long snout with wide nostrils, stubs of horns and bulging, orange eyes.
It sneezed. A couple of sparks flew out of its snout.
‘Isn’t he beautiful?’ Hagrid murmured. He reached out a hand to stroke the dragon’s head. It snapped at his fingers, showing pointed fangs.
‘Bless him, look, he knows his mummy!’ said Hagrid.

The Secret (11)

prologue; part one; part two; part three; part four; part five; part six; part seven; part eight; part nine; part ten; part eleven; part twelve; part thirteen; epilogue.

With Baekhyun touring in Japan, things quickly went back to normal for you and Zoe. You woke up and wrestled your daughter into her school uniform, dropped her off at school and headed to work, picked Zoe up in the afternoon and took her to one of her many classes. Then it was dinner, bath and bed – for the both of you. It was just how things were before you introduced Baekhyun to your daughter … before you’d even met Baekhyun again after years apart.

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journeytothemoonn said:If you are still taking requests - can you please write an Andy Biersack smut where the girl has just found out he’s the baby of the band and starts teasing him and taunting him and he just gets fed up with it? the rougher the better? if you do this i will legitimately cry with joy 

Originally posted by andy-holdmybeersack

BE READY TO THROW YOUR HOLY WATER AT ME! SMUT WARNING!

My roommate Andy had his bandmates over. They were laughing in the living room while I was in the kitchen getting a drink for me. As I walked back I heard Jinxx laughing: 

“Dude, it’s okay. You’re the youngest”

“Ohhh, Andy, you didn’t tell me you were the baby of the band!” I teased while sitting next to him, taking a sip of my drink.His face hardened and he turned his gaze to me ( GIF IMAGE ).

“Shut up…” he mumbled.

 The others and I laughed.

 “All of you.” Andy blushed.

“Aww, my poor baby. Do you need your mum to defend you?” I continued to tease.

He crossed his arms over his chest and looked down.

“Nahh, don’t cry. Every thing’s fine. Mummy is here” I mocked him while patting his hair.

He swatted my hand away. After another 30 minutes of teasing Andy the guys said their goodbyes. As soon as the door closed I was slammed against the wall with Andy pinning my hands above my head.

“You think it’s funny teasing me like that?” Andy questioned, darkly.

I couldn’t help but get turned on even though between Andy and me never was some kind of thing.

“Andy, I was just teasing you. No need to be pissed” I tried to cover up my arousal.

“I’ll show you the man I am.” he growled before he slammed his lips against mine. His lips were soft but he kissed rough and fuck I loved every single bit of it.

He pressed his body against mine and I could feel his bulge. I gasped and he took the chance and slipped his tongue in my mouth and began exploring.I let out a moan and I could feel him smirking against my lips.

I pulled back for air but Andy just moved his lips to my neck. Well, he’s singing in a band so of course he doesn’t need much air, that bloody-

My thoughts were cut as he found my sweet spot and began sucking and biting, definitely leaving a mark.

“Andy” I whimpered.

“Shhh. I don’t want to hear a single sound, understand?” he demanded.

I nodded.

“I asked you something” he growled, darkly while piercing his eyes into mine.

“I understand, sir” I croaked.

He smirked satisfied at the title and gave me a quick kiss before throwing me over his shoulder. I let out a squeek and noticed my mistake when his hand smacked my ass.

“I said not a single sound!” he snapped and carried me upstairs to his room. 

He threw me on his bed and this time I stayed quiet.

“Good girl.” he chuckled.

He hovered over me and removed my shirt. I didn’t put any bra on today because I was just lazy. He stared awestruck at my exposed chest, pupils wide.

“So my little slut didn’t feel the need to put on a bra? Just proves that you are begging for it, little slut.” he grumbled in a low voice that made me soaking.

He slid my sweats down my legs, his rough fingers grazing my soft flesh. Goosebumps errupted all over my body and chills ran down my spine. 

He walked to his drawer and picked something which I couldn’t see. He straddled my waist and put my arms above my head. 

Handcuffs. 

He cuffed my hands to the headboard and admired his work. I still suppressed any sound and he seemed to like that. 

I tried moving my hands but he smacked my thigh making me jump.

“Don’t move.” he commanded.

He stripped out of his shirt but kept his jeans on. He kneeled on the edge of the bed and slid teasingly slow his hands up my legs. When he reached my thighs he suddenly grabbed them hard and spread my legs. He pulled me down til my arms were stretched to the maximum. 

I looked in Andys eyes and all I could see was dark lust. He literally ripped my panties off me and immediatly plunged two fingers in me.

I screamed but regretted it almost instantly. He withdrew his fingers and flipped me onto my stomach. Andy grabbed my ass and put it up into the air. His came crashing on my butt.

“I told you not to make a single sound. You little slut can’t keep your mouth shut. If you break the rules again you’ll be punished. Got it?” Andy scolded.

He turned me back on my back.

“Yes, sir” I said. 

He smirked. He unbuttoned his jeans and removed them, leaving him in boxers. After just staring at me for what felt like an eternity he finnaly removed his boxers and lined himself up at my entrance. He teased me with his tip and I didn’t know what he was waiting for.

“Beg for it, slut. Tell me how much you want my cock in your little pussy.” He demanded.

I never was into this rough kinky sex thing but I must admit that I fantasized about Andy and this was kind of one of my fantasies. 

“Please, Andy, please. I need your cock. I want it so bad. I want y-”

I couldn’t even finish my begging, he already slammed into me, giving me no time to adjust. He pounded into me with no mercy. I was a moaning mess and he was grunting and sometimes my name fell from his lips.

His thrusts were hard and fast. And I wouldn’t want it any other way. 

Suddenly he hit my G-spot and I screamed his name in pure bliss. He smirked and slammed into me in this angle making sure to hit that wonderful spot that made my body shiver in pleasure, with every thrust. 

“You like that? Now I’m not the baby anymore, am I?” Andy questioned.

“No, Andy. You’re not a baby. You’re a man. GOD, don’t stop!” I moaned.

He pulled out and I whimpered at the loss of him. He flipped me on my stomach again and immediatly plunged back into my throbbing core making me scream. 

My ass was high in the air and my face was pressed against the pillows. 

“Andy!” I screamed

“That’s right, baby. Scream my name. Let the neighbors hear who’s making you feel this good.” Andy grunted out.

I was close and by Andys now sloppy but still hard thrusts I could tell he was too. With one final thrust and him moaning my name, he threw me over the edge. I screamed his name along with profanities as my climax washed through my body. 

Just a few thrusts later, Andy stilled and I could feel his warm seed fill me.

He pulled out and collapsed next to me, panting.

“Ummm… Andy?” I asked.

He looked at me and noticed I was still on my stomach with my hands cuffed to the headboard. 

He uncuffed my hands and I collapsed onto my back still trying to catch my breath.

“What does this mean for us, (Y/N)?” Andy asked shyly.

“I like you, Andy. That’s all I can say for now. If it’s just sex for you then it’s okay. I’m not pushing you into something.” I answered also shyly.

He cupped my cheek in his hands and pressed  a gentle kiss to my lips. He pulled away and looked into my eyes. 

“I like you, too. Let’s just take it as it comes, okay?” he said, softly.

I nodded and got up. He looked at me confused.

“Round two?” I smirked.

He smirked back and jumped out of the bed following me to the bathroom.

A/N: Soooo, this took kind of long til I had a writingblockade (don’t know if that’s the right word but you know what I mean) and I hope you like it. And to my bae journeytothemoonn, I hope it meets your expectations! :) I love you guys!!! <3 Send me requests and I’ll be trying to do them soon. <3

Airman First Class | ED

Originally posted by x-sempre

June 7, 1941 | Tripler General Hospital — Oahu, Hawaii

Seaman Apprentice Harvey Clark was horribly sunburnt, most likely the worst case I’d ever seen. His skin was as red as a lobster, and he was cryin’ like a newborn baby just whipped on the behind. Those Navy men never knew when to put their shirts on, and mister Harvey was surely one of ‘em. “Now you’re just gonna have to go on and lay there for a while, mister Clark. You’ll be alright, but if you keep rollin’ around them bedsheets you’re gonna peel that skin right off.” His grunts and groans were of a little boy, you’d think a man in the military could take a sunburn every once in a while.

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Heat of the Moment

Steve x OC!Dustin’s sister sorta thing, also first ever fanfic so be easy on me, I’m not much of a writer… but if you like it or want more let me know!!

Chapter 1 Close Encounters of the First Kind

Christmas break had finally come, and my study abroad term had finally come to an end. Paris was great and all (really great honestly) but I had been gone long enough and just really wanted my mother’s baked apple strudel. And to veg out watching awful sitcoms.


I stepped off the plane in to the departure room to be greeted by a gaggle of boys holding a large sign saying, “WELCOME HOME PEST!!!!!!” decorated with dragons and rainbows and…. some sorta blob… I couldn’t help smiling. As soon as Dustin saw me he threw his arms out and ran straight for me.

“MARY!!” I opened my arms and hugged him.

“Oh my god it’s been, like a million years!!! You’re like fifty now! And what happened to your hair?” It was… styled, what happened to my little brother?

“Shuttup,” he said brushing a few tears from his eyes, “at least I don’t look like a mummy.” He giggled.

“Hey!” I smacked him lightly on the head. We slowly returned to the group, dustin talking about dnd the whole way.

“Mary you’re back!!” The rest of the boys shouted in uneven unison. I smiled at all of them, geez these kids, they were all together just to see you home. Mike, Will, Dustin (of course), Lucas and….?

“Wait, I’m sorry who are you?”

The boy, looked shocked for a second. Then he smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of his head, “Oh I’m-” as he reached out his hand, Dustin slapped it down.

“This is our dad, Steve.” The guy, Steve, smiled sheeishly at me, shrugging his shoulders.

“That’s me Steve Harrington part time Dad, and full time rock star.” He punctuated that last bit with a wink.

“He also drove us here.” Mike said grinning eagerly at Steve, to which he bowed, all the kids looked at him and applauded with small golf claps.

“Basically your parents have been gone for the past week and I’ve been staying at Dustin’s as a full time babysitter.” That was a surprise.

“Mom and dad aren’t home?”

“Nope!! We’ve been staying up late eating SO much pizza, Steve’s been teaching us all so much about hair and girls and-” Steve then elbows Dustin in the ribs, Dustin turns and punches Steve in the arm, I giggle quietly to myself.

“Anyways,” Steve laughs nervously, “we should probably get you home, you’re probably tired.” He leans forward and grabs my bag.

“Ah no, there’s no need-”

“No”, he holds up his other hand preventing me from grabbing the bag, “I insist.”

Well alright then.

“Come on you little shits! To the Steve mobile!” He led the crew of boys and myself out of the airport and to his car. The kids all piled in the back leaving me to sit in the front, with a guy, I still really didn’t know.

The drive home was very noisy, the kids were all animatedly talking amongst themselves about different campaigns, classes, girls. I smiled to myself, 2 years and these kids haven’t changed a bit, still a bunch of dweebs.

“So you really don’t remember me, huh?” Steve said glancing at you. Oh god what?

“Hmmm?” I said, a slight frown forming on my face. “ I’m sorry you can’t be one of Dustin"s friends you’re too old… and I wasn’t really close to anyone in my class so…?“  I looked at him apologetically, but continued trying to wrack my brain for any memory of this guy.

"Ah it’s no big, I was just a freshman, you used to come in to the library during my study period.” He grinned at me, “you would paint and talk to me about artists and colours.” A vague memory popped into my head of scrawny boy asking you questions about his history homework.

“That was YOU!” He nodded, I looked him once over, “time has done you good kiddo.” His smile fell a bit.

“Yeah well now I run the school, king Steve they call me.”

“Ah yes king of high school, there is no higher honour.” I smirk back, he pouts his lips and quietly mumbles.

“Hey we can’t all be art geniuses.”

I couldn’t help, but smile. How did this even happen?

@fictionvixenxoxo thanks for your encouragement ❤

Valerie

Authors Note: I am honestly running out of ideas on what to write about for Shawn, I do not know what scenarios you guys would like to read. But, here is Daddy!Shawn, it is kinda cute. 

Shawn Master List found HERE

I am not sure who asked me to tag them when I post tea-party Shawn, I am starting to think it was all a dream bc everybody is telling me it wasn’t them.  So, I am just going to give a small shout out. Here are some lovelies that have allowed me to blow their messages up with things. 

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Since the moment he casted his eyes on her Zinnwaldite Brown eyes, he was hooked— there was nothing else in the world more important than the baby girl swaddled in his arms—her pastel pink blanket wrapped around her tiny little body.

From the moment Valerie Anne arrived in the world on December 13th, weighing 7lbs, he did everything possible to keep her happy, from driving around at three in the morning to get her to sleep for a few hours, to cradling her on his chest late at night while she stays wide-eyed and cooing.

It’s no surprise when you find the two of them taking naps, cuddled up on the couch, or in the king size bed, he is always making sure to spend as much time as possible with his three-year-old, the word no never being able to fall from his lips.

Not when it comes to the hickory eyes of hers, that shine up at him on a daily basis.

When you step into the peaceful house, you assume the two of them are taking a nap somewhere, cuddled together, your little girl safely secure in her Daddy’s arms.

It’s when you overhear soft giggles coming from upstairs that you become curious as to what the two of them are up to.

You climb the stairs with a smile, the chuckles getting heavier, Shawn’s own laughs echoing lightly.

You unobtrusively make your way towards her bedroom, peeking your head into the room to see what is causing the snickers. The moment you observe your husband and little girl sitting on the floor, surrounded by teddy bears and the small tea-set, your heart flutters with joy.

The tea party is her favourite pass time, she would spend hours playing tea-party with you if you’d allow her to.

There have been so many times when Shawn has been on a tour and you have spent hours playing tea-party, just to keep her calm and not set on wanting to call daddy every five minutes.

“Mr.Snuggles, it’s very nice tea.” Shawn lightly glides his hand over one of the numerous teddy bears head.

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Two Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed


Squeaky clean and smelling of raspberry vanilla soap, Grace was bundled up in a fluffy rose pink towel, being carried into her bedroom by her daddy. 


“Know what I love?” Harry asks his little girl, who was beaming from ear to ear with the most beautiful smile he has ever seen. 


“Uh mummy” Grace says as she looks Harry in the eye, waiting for his reply.
“Yes, I do love mummy” Harry sets Gracie down on her bed with a little bit of a bounce “but I also love my baby burrito ‘cause she tastes so yummy!” Harry pretends to eat his little girl whose towel is wrapped around her like a warm tortilla. Grace giggles as she feels her father tickling her “daddy, m’ not food!” She was wiggling around on her bed. 


“Could of fooled me” Harry stands and  shrugs his shoulders as he walks towards her white dresser. Opening the top drawer Harry picks out a pair of pink and white polka dotted panties and a pink nightgown.  


“Let’s get ya dressed Goose, then I’ll sing ya some songs. How does that sound?” Harry says, gently raising a questioning eyebrow at the 4 year old.
Grace nods her head so her wet curls flip water all over the place. Harry chuckles to himself and helps her get dressed. After she was squeaky clean, teeth brushed and dressed for bed Harry picks the stuffed sheep off her chair and hands it to her. 


“I think Bob has missed you” Harry says making a “baa” noise when he says Bob. Harry came up with the name, and always flashed his big dimpled grin when he said the sheep’s name, proud of his creativity.  Besides Harry, Bob was Gracie’s best cuddle buddy. She loved him.


“Gracie missed Bob” Grace says looking into his black little eyes, petting the patch of fur on his head and kissing her favorite stuff animal. Snuggling into her covers, Grace looks at her father, who had knelt down next to her bed. “May I pick the song tonight daddy?“ 


"Mmhmm, what’s it gonna be”  folding his arms down on her flower covered bedspread. “What about twinkle twinkle little..”


Interrupting her father she says with a stern tone “No no, don’t like that song. Sing, ’m havin your baby” Grace sings at the top of her lungs. 


Harry bursts into laughter. “Ya want daddy to sing one of his songs?”


“I like babies, I like that song, it’s fun” Grace states with a smile, that dimple growing deeper by the minute. 


“It’s not really a bedtime song love. What would your mum say?" 


"Mum sings it in the car, she likes it” Grace says. “Mum says yes.” Harry couldn’t say no to her enthusiasm and decided it was just fine to sing an upbeat song for bedtime as long as they ended with a song that calmed her down. “Alright, one time. Then it’s time for your goodnight song. Okay?" 


"Kay!!” Leaning in close to her daddy’s face Grace whispers “jump on the bed?” Her eyes shining bright when she wiggles her eyebrows with excitement. 


“Just this once” Harry stands on his socked feet pulling his phone out of his back pocket. Turning Kiwi on so they can dance and sing. Harry jumps up on her bed to sing and dance, or more like jump, with his baby girl. 


“I’m having your baby, it’s none of your business”  singing at the top of their lungs both Harry and Grace were out of breath by the end of the song.
After the song was over. Grace plopped down on the bed laying flat on her back. Giggling in her cute little laugh she says “that was fun!" 


Harry laughs lifting Grace back up to her pillow Harry wraps his arms around her and kisses her forehead. "I love ya goose" 


"Thank you, love ya too” Grace says with a yawn. “Bedtime song daddy?”
“Ya, I’ll sing your bedtime song bug.” Harry hears someone walk into the room.
“May I join?” You ask as you walk into this tender moment. 


“Always” Harry smiles at you and wraps his arm around you when you kneel next to him. 


“What was all that banging? Sounded like an elephant was dancing up here”
Harry looks at Grace and they both burst into giggles. “Daddy sang havin’ your baby, mum. It was fun" 


Looking over at Harry with wide eyes, you chuckle and give him a kiss. "Sounds like a fun time. ’M sorry I missed it." 


"Alright bedtime song?” Harry clears his throat as he begins to sing the song to Grace that he has sang since the day she was born. 


“Now run along home, and jump into bed. Say your prayers, don’t cover your head. There’s just one more thing, I ask of you! You dream of me, and I’ll dream of you" 


Grace closes her eyes as she cuddles with Bob and Harry can see her breathing has relaxed. Harry smiles thinking of the fun memory they just made. He kisses her head, stands, grabbing your hand and leaves his little girl to dream of summertime and butterflies for the rest of the night.

Hawaiian memories

A/N: I’m not using the gif or pictures.. but it’s obviously about harry playing tag with that adorable little girl and sitting at the table.. That gif made me feel so many things…my ovaries may or may not have exploded. Anywaaaaay…. I had to write it. I’m not sorry for it, I had to leave you with something. like and reblog and whatnot! enjoy!

all the love,

M.


You were feeling really happy and emotional at the same time.. The first time you and Harry went to Hawaii together, you found out that you were pregnant. all the two of you could do that day was cry, smile and harry giving kisses to your tummy. Now three years later, Hawaii was the mini vacation destination again. All of you were invited to a summer wedding in Hawaii… and of course your little one was coming along for the ride. 

This would be her first ever big vacation abroad. The flight went perfectly okay and she behaved really well.. The first few days you had all the time to just stroll around and looked at a few places. But all your little girl could ask was     ‘’ Mommy, Daddy… when are we going to see the lady in a pretty dress?’’ You and Harry looked at each other and smiled… ‘’ soon baby girl, the wedding is tomorrow’’. Back at the hotel you put the little one to bed and the both of you stayed awake for a bit longer. He was doing some work on his laptop and you were reading something about how to make great healthy meal. ‘’ She’s really obsessed with people getting married, isn’t she?’’ as he looked up to you and smiled. You nodded and winked back at him, ‘’ maybe it’s time for us to have that wedding then? since she’s all aware of people wearing pretty dresses and saying yes and such’’ Harry started nervously laughing…. ‘’ hah, yeah maybe.. who knows’’. After that the two of you went to bed, all because that little angel of yours would be up around 5 am. 

The next day everyone was getting dressed and doing their make-up. Harry helped you out with your dress, and well… you stared at him, because he looked drop dead gorgeous. ‘’ Mommy can i wear a bit of makeup please… you look very pretty.. doesn’t she daddy?’’.You answered your baby girl with a simple yes. So she got a little bit of clear lipgloss on and walked around like she wore so much. ‘’ LOOK DADDY, NOW I LOOK LIKE MOMMY’’ and he started laughing.. ‘’yes love, I’m so lucky to have two beautiful women in my life’’. When you arrived at the wedding, you chatted to a few people and said your hello’s.  Your little one found some other kids to play with, but when the ceremony started she sat neatly next to her dad. ‘’ how does she look princess?’’ as he watched his little girl look at the bride. He didn’t get a answer from her, which probably meant she was impressed. After the ceremony was done, you all were seated at a table for dinner. You wanted to send a picture to Anne and your own mom, so you asked a lady next to you to take a picture. When the photo was taken you looked at it and smiled. ‘’ look love, she only has eyes for you. Both of the grandma’s aren’t important enough to smile in to the camera’’ and both of you started laughing. ‘’ they are, but I know I’m more important. obviously.’’ and he started grinning. The evening was rather fun! there was a lot of music and happiness all around. Harry started dancing with the little one, on his feet. It’s something he does with her, when she wants to dance like mom and dad. But she can also throw some crazy shapes just like her dad, and they are definitely not afraid to show that. Around 1 AM the main party was over and the three of you went to bed. The next day there was a casual lunch, that all of you were also invited too. 

The lunch was going great so far. Both you and Harry had a chance to talk to people you didn’t see for a while. Harry was wearing a snapback again and was walking barefoot. To be honest the snapback was reminding you of years ago, when he used to wear one all the time. You were sitting down at the table and watch Harry run around with his daughter, having the time of his life. They were running around and fell down on the grass. Both of them started laughing really loud. It’s like having two little children to take care off, they weren’t drinking enough so you called them over. She drank a few sips of her water and harry took his champagne, and they ran around even more. You grabbed your phone and started filming them. ‘’ DADDY, let’s play tag now.’’ He agreed and played tag with her. You send the video you made to your mom and Anne. They would love to see Harry playing tag and being a wonderful loving father. 

As you looked up from your phone, you didn’t see Harry and your daughter anywhere. You got a little bit anxious, so you started to look for them. ‘’ Hi, have you seen Harry?’’ and the person shook their head. One of harry’s friends walked over to you and said you needed to walk over to the beach. As you walked over to the beach, you noticed some cute little hearts in the plants and trees. When you got at the beach you took of your shoes, and searched for Harry. After a few minutes of looking, you found Harry and your daughter, sitting on a rock. ‘’ HI MUMMY, YOU CAME!!’’ and ran over to you. ‘’ yeah love, I lost you for a second.’’ and hugged her really tight.

What is this harry? as you stood in front of him. He seemed a bit nervous, Harry was rarely nervous.’’ well, you know how we jokingly talked about marriage? because our little princess loves it. And that she’s old enough to realise what would happen?’’ You stood there nodding at what he was saying. ‘’uhm.. I wasn’t a joke for me. I’ve been planning and waiting for the right moment to ask. I love you with all my heart, and i couldn’t think of my life without you. All these years with you have been the best part of my life. You gave me the best thing in the world and made me a dad. A dad to this little girl… I know Hawaii holds a special place in your heart. It’s the place I first took you on our vacation, the place where we three years later found out we were going to be parents. I want to make this place even more of a memory..’’ As he was talking and saying all of these things, you softly started to cry. You weren’t a cryer but the things he was saying were so sweet. ‘’ you want to take this away little one?’’ as he looked over to your daughter. She walked over to you with a little box. and said to you ‘’ Mommy, daddy wants me and you to wear a pretty dress. Can we wear a pretty dress?’’ You looked at your daughter and smiled, and then you looked at Harry who didn’t seem nervous anymore. He looked.. relaxed. ‘’yes, yes.. yes we can wear a pretty dress. And we will wear a pretty dress’‘ 

The answer you gave made your daughter jump around and yelled at her dad ‘‘ DADDY DADDY WE CAN WEAR A PRETTY DRESS’‘. He looked over at you with the biggest smile you had ever seen. He picked you up and twirled you around. As you walked back to the lunch, you let Harry and your daughter walked ahead of you and smiled at the most beautiful sight.

This was another memory made in Hawaii. 

4 years // For you || part four Dan Howell

A/N: duh duh duh the moment has finally come: part four is here!

Word Count: 1.3K

POV: Reader

MASTERLIST // PART ONE // PART TWO // PART THREE  // PART FIVE // PART SIX  // PART SIX // PART SEVEN // PART EIGHT

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Phil’s car came to a halt in the big parking lot in front of the hospital. Dan turned the engine off and faced me. There was both, excitement and worry in his chocolate brown eyes.

My heart started racing as I thought about what would happen in only a few minutes.

“Y/N?” Dan asked me once again. His voice was quiet and soft.

“Yes?”  

“I’m really nervous.” He admitted and I could tell that he was being sincere.  

“It’ll be just fine, I promise.” I tried to calm him down and knew that Luke was going to love him no matter what.

“I really do care now. About both of you.” Dan swore and stared into my eyes intensely.

“Well.. I guess it’s time to meet your son then” I whispered as I opened the car door and pushed it open.

The orange sun vanished behind the hospital’s facade as Dan and I walked to the entrance together. I could tell how on edge Dan was and although I felt the urge to hold his hand and squeeze it I didn’t.

Back when we were 18 I would do that to instantly calm him down. That was all it would take no matter how nervous he was.

The inside of the hospital building was as clean and sterile as always with its spotless white walls. There was barely any decorations and it generally lacked warmth.

I knew the floors by heart since I hadn’t left Luke’s side since he became a patient here. A nurse greeted me as I lead Dan to the elevator so we could go up the children’s ward where Luke was.

“Ready?” I asked as we stood in front of the door to my little son’s room.

Dan looked like he was close to having a panic attack.

This time I couldn’t stop myself from taking his hand in mine. His eyes widened in surprise as he turned to face me. I slightly smiled at him and saw him blush a little bit. I guess, not everything had changed since we were teenagers.

“I’m ready” he spoke firmly and now determination sparkled in his eyes.

I took a deep breath before I gently opened the door.

“Sunshine, I am back!” I announced as soon as I entered the room. Luke was sitting on his bed with his eyes glued to the screen of his Gameboy. As soon as he heard my voice his head snapped up and he started smiling from ear to ear.

“Mummy!” he cheered and raised his arms, signalizing that he wanted me to hug him.

I literally sprinted over to his bed and took his small figure into my arms.

“Did the nurses look after you today?” I asked my little boy while I caressed the back of his head.

He nodded. “One of the nurses even played a game with me. And I won.” He then added proudly.

“There’s somebody that I want you to meet, sunshine. He came all the way from London to see you.” I then explained and gestured towards Dan who had watched us in silence.

There were tears in his eyes as he gazed at his son. My heart got heavy at the sight.

As soon as Luke noticed Dan, his pupils doubled in size. I felt him search for my hand and soon after he wrapped his whole hand around two of my fingers.

His face was beaming with curiosity and excitement as he eyed the young brown haired man that he had never seen before but shared his DNA with.

Dan slowly walked towards us, he seemed to be overwhelmed with emotions.

As soon as he reached the hospital bed he kneeled down so he was the same height as Luke.

Never had I ever thought that I’d live to witness Dan and Luke being in the same room together. It was like two worlds collided. It was like my past was currently greeting my future and I was the present that watched.

“Hi Luke, I’m Dan and I am your…”

Before he said the word he looked at me for assurance as if he needed my permission to call him the father of our child.

“Dad. Your my dad!” Luke yelled with enthusiasm before Dan could finish the sentence himself. His face was glowing as he let go of me and wrapped his short arms around Dan’s neck and nearly jumped into the arms of this father.

Dan was completely taken by surprise but he reacted almost immediately and gave him the most loving hug possible. I felt myself tear up at the heart-warming sight.

“I’m endlessly sorry that I didn’t come to see you sooner, buddy.” Dan whispered his apology.

“You are here now.” Luke answered and smiled at him. I couldn’t have worded it any better.

I let the two of them talk for a little bit while I just enjoyed the view. I noticed once again how alike they looked. Luke was like a baby version of Dan with lighter hair, that had just grown back after his chemo.

Their eyes had the same chocolate brown colour and Luke even inherited his father’s dimples. They looked absolutely gorgeous.

“Hey dad, can I show you something?” Luke asked excitedly and got up from his bed as soon as Dan nodded.

Taking Dan’s hand, he guided him through the room to where he kept all his toys and stuffed animals that I brought him to make his stay more enjoyable. He bent down and picked a square object up.

“Look, this is my camera. Mummy got it for me.” Luke showed his father the pastel blue polaroid camera that was his most prised possession.

“Can I take a picture of you?” he asked, lifting it up to his face.

“Of course, bud.” Dan assured him and posed for a picture, by grinning so wide that his dimples showed.

As soon as the little machine had taken the picture, Luke started shaking it until Dan appeared on the white paper. He smiled brightly and proudly showed his father the image.

“I think you look funny.” He said and couldn’t help letting out a little yawn.

“You sound tired, it’s time to go to bed, sunshine.” I told him before I picked him up to tuck him into bed. He was already wearing his light blue footsie pjs and was ready to sleep.

“But what if I don’t want to?” Luke pouted and looked at me with puppy dog eyes.

“It’s way past your bed time already.”

“But-“ he pleaded and sheepishly glanced at Dan which he seemed to have noticed.

“Don’t worry, I’ll still be there tomorrow. I won’t leave again. I promise.”

Luke seemed to be satisfied now and didn’t try to argue again. Instead he picked up Dan’s polaroid picture and put it under his pillow where he kept one already.

“It needs to be next to my mummy’s, so you two are together.” He told us with a smile and let me kiss his forehead goodnight.

After we had made sure that Luke was asleep, we exited his room so we could talk.

“He is such a special child” Dan said softly. I could tell that today’s encounter had deeply touched him.

“He got your penchant for cameras. Maybe he’ll even make videos one day.” I told him with a smile.

“He takes pictures of every person he meets, the nurses, the patients and their visitors, everyone. I think he is scared of forgetting them. I don’t know how aware he is of his situation but I feel like he wants to experience as much as he can with the life he has to live.” I explained, thinking about my little angel, who was asleep on the other side of the door. 

Dan fought back tears and swallowed hard. This time he was the one who took my hand in his. It was exactly what I needed right now.

Luke didn’t deserve any of this, he shouldn’t have to spend his days inside those boring hospital rooms, he shouldn’t have to wake up with one of his friends missing because they didn’t make it. He should be healthy and happy.  

“The first thing we’ll do tomorrow is tell the doctors that you have found me and that I am ready for my donation. 

I just want him to be safe and sound as soon as possible.” Dan told me, unable to wait any longer.