such a busy day at work

anonymous asked:

Oh my god you should do a part 2 where months later Harry comes back ans he regrets everything and talks about wanting 'us' back to the reader but the reader is Just like "there was no us" lmao I would die

girl don’t die on me but here ya go
masterlist // there’s no us

The day had been busy, like most of your days were lately. Ever since Harry left, doing just fine on his own, you picked up your work load and rarely had a day off. And now with award season around the corner, you found yourself drinking a glass of wine and going through photos of several outfits and accessories for your clients to wear over the many events coming up. You were in the middle of finding the perfect shoes for a Fendi dress when there was a knocking on your front door. 

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‘Distracted’ - Harry Styles Imagine

Originally posted by harrysimpact

Words: 1,404

Pairing: Harry Styles & (Y/N) (Y/L/N)

Warnings: None

Requested: Yes @lumpyqueen97

Requests are OPEN


Some days he regrets taking her with him, some days he does not. Today was the day that he regretted taking her.

He made it very clearly in the morning that today would be a busy day. She nodded and continued to cook breakfast for him, taking up the quotas of his saying. She got the message, he did not need to expand the situation.

Harry had to work on the album that day, he had a few songs that needed to be done, and he did not have much time. He took particularly, this day off for it. He could not leave her home, back in England for the few months that he will be in Jamaica. What kind of husband would he be, leaving his wife home, alone? Therefore she came for the last few weeks, him knowing she had to stay and finish her internship, trying her best to get a full on job at the moment. The timing was perfect he found, he was almost done with the album, just a few songs left to record, a song to write. He took it up for the time, that he’ll do it later, spend some time with her, but today he had to finish it off.

Harry had his notebook in front of him, trying his best to rack his mind to figure out words that go together, or a story line. He took the pen and tapped it on his head, while she busied herself in the kitchen.

“I mean it, gorgeous, I have to work today.” He said, taking her out of her little world for a moment. (Y/N) turned around from the stove, with the spatula in her hand, and just in his shirt, and shorts.

“I know, Harry, I’ll busy myself.” She told him, turning back to the stove, swishing her eggs around.

“You know that means no, ‘funny’ business.” He said, still in just boxers, playing around with pen in his hand, notebook open in front of him with some words crossed out, and some still hanging. She did not turn around, just hummed.

“(Y/N), I am serious.” He said.

“And I am too, now do you want some breakfast?” She said, turning away from the stove, with a pan in hand, offering him some of the eggs.


The first half of the day was fine for her, she took herself out, looked around the town, and shopped for a bit, trying her best to keep busy. Harry was at home, laid around the house, trying to figure out everything, texting the few of his mates, asking for their opinions.

It was more of after lunch that the boredom kicked in, she came home after going out for lunch, setting her things down. Harry’s head came up, from the couch and heading back down, once he realised it was her.

“Hey, honey.” She said, coming towards him, he did not acknowledge her, just gave out a noise. He sat himself up, the notebook was still in hand, a few verses and a chorus was written down.

“That is not how you say, ‘hello’ to your wife.” She stated, placing two fingers under his chin and bringing it up, kissing his lips, softly.

“Ok, I got to get back to work.” He said, pulling away, and picking up where he left off. She turned around, headed towards the kitchen, taking the groceries that she got that day, out and into the fridge.

Half of her wanted him to take a break and spend it with her, and the other half wanted him to fulfill the desire he needed. She wanted to follow his orders, she wanted to be a good wife, but she really wanted to have fun with him, and be around him.

So, she kept herself busy for another hour, she cleaned the kitchen, while Harry moved from the sofa to the table, to the kitchen counter, and then back to the sofa, following that process. Therefore she cleaned, did the laundry, unpacked groceries, and read a bit of her novel, not in that order though. (Y/N) was just done the last thing she thought that would take a while, doing the laundry. She was across from him, on the other sofa, the laundry all folded up, and on the floor. He sat there, crouching over to look over his notes that we taken upon the notebook. He looked so good there, his hair was disheveled, he was now in shorts and a white t shirt, and his eyes were darting to the notebook. His body posture was relaxed, though there were tension within his face, and his forehead was sweating.

She stood up, walking to him, he did not even glance up to her, and plopped herself down next to him. She copied his posture and looked over at his notebook, noticing all the scribbles, and small words written.

“How’s it going?” She asked, his eyes turned to her for the first time in a while.

“Fine, I think I’m almost done, but not quite yet.” He replied, looking back at his piece of paper, she placed her hand on his back, slightly rubbing it.

“I know you’ll be fine.” She told him, still looking over at his piece of paper. He simply nodded, almost showing that he was not proud of his work.

“I have to work.” He said a moment later, picking up the pen again, and adding some detail in it, she hummed, kissing his cheek.

It was a long kiss on his cheek, one that lingered, that he wanted her to kiss her more. He closed his eyes, in a sign of relaxation, trying his best to taking her all in. She pulled away, and tapped his thigh, while he looked at her. He leaned in, placing his lips on her’s, letting it happen. He dropped his notebook on the table, and kissed her. It was no makeout, but it was few quick kisses, her head going back slowly from the force.

“Ok, I got to work now.” He pushed away, and starting to walk up to the fridge, grabbing a water. She laid down, across the couch, trying to get attention, pulling out her phone.

“(Y/N), love, please move.” He pushed her up, coming down, sitting beside her.

(Y/N) was done, he had five hours working on the song, he was done, clearly, and she just wanted to have fun. Therefore she got up, walking behind the couch, looking over her husband’s shoulder, seeing that he was clearly distracted because of her actions. She placed her lips against his neck, blowing lightly against his ear. He was aggravated, frustrated, but under her touch. He was under her spell. Harry let out a moan, as she moved away, coming back to the couch, and doing the same thing to him, this time next to him.

Her hand moved to his thigh, gently rubbing it, the odd squeeze, as her mouth moved against the stubble on his neck, he dropped the notebook, and moved his one hand to her cheek, trying to hold something.

“(Y/N), please.” He mumbled, she pulled way bringing their lips together.

Her hand working on his thigh, coming closer to his crotch, her other hand balancing herself beside her. His erection became obvious. Harry’s same hand stayed at her cheek, while the other moved to her waist, letting her do all the nasty work for this experience.

“What, baby?” She said, pulling away from him. He let out a breath that he had no idea that he was holding, looking at her eyes. Her features were soft, a questioning look was upon her. His smile came up, he leaned in again, and kissed her.

“Have I ever told you I love you? Because, I sure as hell do.” He said, kissing her cheek. Her hands looped behind his neck, as he pulled her on his lap.

“Ok, I’m done, I’m all yours. What do you want to do?” He asked, rubbing her cheek with his palm, looking at her features, as her fingers played with his hair on the back of his neck.

“Do you want to resume what we were just doing?” She asked, kissing his cheek, quickly.

“Sure as hell I do, love.” He said, placing a finger under her jaw, and pulling her chin up for a kiss.  


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Livin The Dream

Summary: A slow day at work turns interesting when an unexpected customer needs some help, and the two of you hit it off right away.

Pairing: Soldier!Benny x Reader

Word Count: 1,700

Warnings: Language, flirting, fluff, mention of deployment, minor altercation with a drunk man

A/N: My new baby is here: Soldier Benny! This fic is a companion to @deanssweetheart23‘s fic Cross My Heart - you don’t have to read it to understand this story but I’d highly recommend it because it’s beautiful. Thank you twin for asking me to write it, and for helping me struggle through, well, everything. This part’s a bit on the short side, but the rest (five parts total) will be longer! Let me know what you guys think of my first ever Benny AU! 

(Images are not mine, found on pinterest)

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anonymous asked:

Could you write a story where Darvey is together but no one knows yet and there's a gala or some fancy party at PSL and someone (mike, rachel, louis) catch them together in one of their offices? Thank u! I love your stories :)

The Celebration - Rated M.

It was natural, that eventually they’d celebrate the change over. Of Jessica leaving. Of Harvey taking over. Of him taking the reigns.

No less than one calendar year later, the firm was finally standing alone, without the aid of anyone, or anything, and although it was a little late coming in their eyes, the celebration marked the first year of Specter & Litt being a successful business and something to be proud of. 

It had been a hard slog, pulling at every last nerve, but together, as a family, they made it work.

Long gone were the days of anguish and falling under the weight of obstacles being thrown at them.

Donna, in particular, was eager to celebrate. She had been planning this particular party for months. The food, the decorations, the music - a neo-jazz band with a name about town and Harvey’s particular interest - and a shiny new prospective client list for Harvey, Mike and Louis to eagerly sink their teeth into.

Everything had to be especially perfect because the firm was now hers, just as much as it was Harvey’s and Louis’s. She made sure that everything was to the very letter. She had decided to hold the party in the Library and research areas of their main ‘Associate’ floor, which over the past few months had begun to fill more than she’d seen it do in over two years. More and more young Associates, hungry Partners and solid Administration flooded through the doors with every month that passed between Jessica being disbarred and their pact to get the firm back to a newer kind of glory.

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“It was around this time last year when we first met. How I wish we are together right this moment so we can reminisce that sweet afternoon but I know you are busy at work and you are tired. Know that I will forever be grateful to the universe for letting our fates meet in this world full of cruelty in romance and in relationships. But even if the world is cruel, ours will always and forever be the loveliest in my eyes and in my heart. I love you so much!”

S, 365 days of love and romance

Anyone else got a countdown app going for the release of Sims 4 cats and dogs? 21 days! First I’ll spend a few hours messing around in CAP, then probably start a new save for Brindleton Bay, where I’ll give the sim my childhood dogs. Explore that town with new sim and dogs. Might make them a vet and explore that career. Then I’ll go to my legacy and make Delaney a cat lady, and mad scientist. Until then, I’m happy that my packing, moving and getting work stuff ready for parents evening will keep me plenty busy until then. As much as I want to play my game (just moved the Cross family to San Myshuno and decorating an apartment for them, cos I can’t stay in one house for more than 5 minutes), I also want to pause it all until pets come out.

anonymous asked:

Hi, you've not posted anything for a dew days. I assume it's because you are busy working on art but if not then I hope that you are alright.

Aww, I’m sorry anon.
My internet is down again. And because my mom is overseas and I have to communicate with her as well as be able to check my emails I’ve had to be super conservative with my data on my phone.

I’m sorry if I worried you u.u I didn’t think anyone would notice as long as I updated the comic on schedule. And I didn’t want to make a pointless text post about it because again, I didn’t think anyone would notice anyway ^^;

Sorry to worry you. I’m doing ok. 👍

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Crown Princess Mary’s Official Engagements in September 2017:

  • 01/09: Copenhagen Business School’s Responsibility Day
  • 01/09: Children’s Phone 30th Anniversary
  • 01/09: INDEX: Award
  • 02/09: Premiere of Watermusic
  • 03/09: Carlsberg Foundation Research Awards
  • 05/09: Flag Day
  • 06/09: Dinner on the occasion of Mary Foundation’s 10th anniversary
  • 11/09: 67th session of the WHO Regional Committee for Europe
  • 13/09: Inaugu of the Hempel College
  • 17/09: UN - Day 1
  • 18/09: UN - Day 2
  • 19/09: UN - Day 3
  • 19/09: Bill & Belinda Gates Foundation Dinner
  • 25/09: Working Meeting with Danish Refugee Council
  • 26/09: DI Summit 2017
  • 26/09: Memorial Dinner at Fredensborg
  • 27/09: Fight against Child Marriage event
  • 28/09: Opening of Lego House

Brain dump

I’m feeling terrrible. Just… really bad about myself.

Work has been ok this week. Just busy, which I prefer anyway. (It’s always busy).

I only went to yoga on Monday. I just felt self conscious. I’m big. Bigger than a lot of the skinny people that go. I’m starting to really feel like a weirdo. And Saturday I’m not working my shift because I have to go to a baby shower. So unless I go to tonight, I’ll have literally 1 day of practice this week….. wtf? I haven’t been to the Thursday class in ages.

I bought a grid notebook (from Walmart it was only 10 cents!!!) and then pens. Dan NEEDED an eagles shirt for eagles day and a pink shirt for pink day at school (🙄) so I took a look and found the notebook. FINALLLLLY. I didn’t need anything fancy. I can cover it in stickers.

I had a weird dream about an ex last night but in the dream I was skinny. So now that’s all I’m gonna think about (being skinny).

I don’t think I’m going to join the gym…. the traffic to get there is unreal. I would have to wake until it’s late or go at 4am. I would rather gouge my eyeballs out. I need to work on my food intake, and keep going to all the yoga. I sweat during yoga so why can’t that just be my exercise?! I started listening to a new yoga podcast and they didn’t talk too much about it but they work for a power yoga studio and they made comments about how they like to sweat and it’s a workout for them…. so why can’t it be both for me? Why can’t it be a workout and a spiritual/mental thing???

tomorrow night dan is working for some new wrestling company so it’s just me and Gavin and I’m not gonna lie — the time alone sounds amazing. I might work OT Saturday morning (like 5am-8am) before I head to my moms for that shower so I’ll go to bed early.

I have to poop and dan is in the bathroom. Ugfffffhhhhhhh.

I’m Back!

Hey everyone! Its Katie, I’m so sorry that I have been away for so long and that you haven’t been able to get any Japanese content from me lately! I’ve been so busy with exams and midterms and trying to get used to the college like that I have neglected the blog a little bit too much. Not to mention that the three of us on here had some trouble logging in and Tumblr takes forever to fix things like that. But I just wanted you to know that I’m finally back and I hope that you guys enjoyed the awesome content that was provided for you while I was away! 

I’ll be working on some Japanese posts tonight and through the next four days since I’m off of school! 

Hope everyone is doing well and thank you so much for the continued support and love you guys give us!

Keep up the hard work,

Katie🌸

Busy with school n personal project so I didn’t really get to do any inktober after 10 days or so.

I might finish up the rest of the prompts after October but I’ll put away the challenge for now.

I’ll be participating in a student art sale late November. I hope to work on some original pieces till then. Hope they come out good enough to share with you all.

I have been almost ridiculously busy since Dura and I came to our decision. I spent almost two full days obsessively working on duplicating the substance Raja hired me to study, and I finally made a huge breakthrough with it. A bit of tweaking here and there, and it will be done.

I’ve met and talked to a few new people, some on the rather interesting side. I have spent a lot of time chatting with Akiira – she is an amazing cook and actually enjoys it, so I have benefited not only from her cooking but also by having her teach me a few things. Cooking is one of those things I never seemed to pick up. I can do basic things, of course, but nothing like what Akiira can do. I’ve also been spending time with Astre. The death of our commander on Argus, Vanderla, has hit her pretty hard. We will be attending her funeral later today in Stormwind. 

And then there is my druid friend, who has made a point of seeking me out, talking to me, spending time with me, feeding me, and bringing me to spend time with his family. At this point, we have talked about everything from our lost, beloved mates to places we have lived and what kind of food we like to eat. He is… very, very much like Naraan in some ways. He is so caring and sweet with me. He knows the loneliness I have suffered. Even when he is not around, a member of his large family usually is, and I am never at a loss for friends now thanks to that fact. 

It is clear that I am being courted. Since the scary story night in Duskwood, he has made no secret of the fact that he has feelings for me, that he wants me. Part of me hesitates to take a chance on this possible happiness, holding on to the dream of what might have been with another. But the sensible part of me understands that this was why we came to the agreement we did: so I could have the chance to find someone who wants to give me the life I have been dreaming of. I believe I have a chance at it here. Maybe. He is saying all the right things, giving me all the attention and care I could possibly want. And I am finding that I think of him at random points during the day, usually resulting in a smile on my face.

It would be stupid not to give this a chance. Not to see where it leads. I am afraid. I am afraid of the possibility of loving him, no matter how safe and loved he makes me feel. It is so soon, and I don’t know how much more loss my heart can take, should things not work out.

But the one thing I have learned is that when you find someone who makes you happy, you should grasp that chance at having joy in your life, because it can be taken away from you in an instant. I don’t regret a single moment I had with my husband, or a single moment I spent with Dura. Happiness is often in short supply, and I will not turn my back on the chance to have a bit more of it in my life.

Maybe this is my chance at happily ever after. But I won’t know that unless I am brave enough to take a risk. 

anonymous asked:

*Patiently waits for the soulmate AUs* Hiiiii

Thank you for being so patient! I write as inspiration strikes—which is slow these days because I’m super busy at work. I appreciate you sending a prompt so so much and I hope I can get to it soon! 

I’m so behind with everything here - that’s how busy I was. Honestly, if anyone still dares to want a starter from me you can like this post here; if not just know that I’ll work on things as soon as I can. Also if you’re liking this, perhaps, know that I’ll get to you as soon as possible. I have holidays very soon, which means no work for quite a few days. (I’ll follow people back once I’ve time to check your blogs!)

Next week is ultimate release, but someone of my static will be on vacation then. We’ll raid for two days only, for approximately 6 hours in total, because this is all we can do then. I cannot say yet how much we’ll raid afterwards; I just don’t have any time for anything else ( like Tumblr )  if I have to raid on a work day. We’ll see how difficult that fight really is; I mean Yoshi-P said something similar about Second Coil Savage when it was released and in the end it was actually…not as difficult (not even T7S) than what they did with Gordias and Midas much later in Heavensward. I mean A3S and AS4S wasn’t…that bad, actually. I had A4S clear before Thordan Ex release too, with IL200, but I still have some ‘nightmares’ from A8S. We have spent good 90 hours in that damn fight to beat it. I kind of hope Ultimate won’t take as long. Maybe I’ve gotten a bit lazy here.

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OC Ask: For Nico. I'd like to know more about you! :3

“Hei! Wow, I don’t know what to tell you,” says Nico, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

“I’m not that interesting. Um. Well – I’m 17. I’m the oldest child of the family, it’s just me and my baby sister Liliana. Uh, my mamma had me young and my biological dad was never really in the picture but my mamma is the absolute best!” he exclaims.

“She was a waitress for a long time and we lived with my Nona until I was eight, when mamma met my step-dad – well I just call him dad – and they had Liliana then opened up the restaurant together.”

“That’s sort of why I want to go to university, I want to study business management and help them with the restaurant and maybe expand it one day. That’d be cool, continuing their hard work.”

“Friends-wise I have the sickest bros ever! There’s Ronan, Matheo and Hendrik. We’ve been best friends since like, forever. Ronan is super chill, and like always there to talk. He really cares about everything. Matheo is fun and always down to try new things. Hendrik is pretty quiet until you get to know him, I know he’s been having a hard time recently and is more closed off so I get why some people don’t like him. But he a good bro.”

“Um,” Nico blushes and a smile spreads across his face, “then there’s Emilie.”

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【羽・WINGS・Park Jimin】

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Some Belated Valentines 2k17 Highlights from Flower Land

- The giant Russian man who stormed through the door while we were quite busy and shouted “Whoooo is helping me? I need BEST FLOWERS in the WORLD because I have BEST WIFE!!”
- The old man who picked up his roses at 8 AM and when I said “I hope she likes them!” giggled and said “These oughta keep me outta the dog house for at least a week!”
- At 3 PM: “I need a delivery of tulips to the south side today.” “We aren’t doing any more deliveries to the south side today.” “I should tell you that this is on behalf of my client {Redacted Football Player} of The Bears and he is willing to pay literally anything.”
- “Hey, boss, I have an order from FootballPlayer of The Bears and he is willing to pay literally anything.” “Don’t you mean FootballPlayer of The Bears FOR NOW?”
-“Okay tell him we’ll do it but he has to buy all our remaining tulips.”
- One guy wanted to buy a teddy bear holding a real rose so I made a teeny tiny rose bouquet for the bear to hold and it is easily the cutest thing I have ever made.
- This same guy grabbed a 55 dollar
arrangement from my table and brought it to me and said “Add flowers to this until it is 200 dollars.”
- Valentine’s Day makes some men crazy.
- When the last man came in to pick up his arrangement twenty minutes after we were supposed to close everyone who was working shouted his name in unison and it was Hilarious.
- All the parents sending flowers to their single professional daughters. Almost all of them made me teary. People from all over the country have daughters who live in Chicago and are single and they all wanted to send their single Chicago daughters flowers.
- “A man is calling and he says you are his best friend?” “What?” “He has an Eastern European accent?” “OH! It’s the man who has the best wife!”
- “I would like 100 roses.” “That will be 600 dollars.” “I would like 12 roses.”