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hierba-picante · 24 days

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SPOILER WARNING FOR CHAPTER 15 aaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Yes this is rushed---- no it's not cuz Iwannarereadchapter15beforebed--whotoldyouthat??--

AGAIN--please read this amazing stupendous FANFIC I highly HIGHLY RECOMMEND IT!!!! @spadillelicious IS SUPER SUPER TALENTED GO TAKE A LOOK AT HER STUFF!!!!

ALSO!! please do tell me if the videos I post are ever loud- my pc has silly settings at the moment I apologize---

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omegasmileyface · 2 years

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Of All the People - Ch. 10

hehe. i love a-lister dialogue <3 written, shockingly, by @ectolemonades and @attackradish and myself for invisobang, with chapter 1 art by @/toasty-ghosti :3

whole fic summary: After a stupid dare puts Dash Baxter in the lab at Fentonworks during the middle of a ghost fight, he finds himself a little more spectral than usual. Apparently Danny Fenton’s gone through the same thing (someone has got to call OSHA on these guys eventually), and who could better help Dash than his hero? His lame, stubborn hero?

warnings: Nothing for this chapter! In others, existential crises, and Spectra.

words: 1846

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"GUYS."

Dash's arrival to the hallway table where the A-listers sat before school was frantic.

"I need to tell you something." His voice was hushed, posture hunched, eyes darting conspiratorially.

Paulina matched his tone but kept to more subtle body language. Looking like you were hiding something was basically an open invitation for other students to listen in. It was the agreed-upon social signal that something was gossip and not just information. And this was looking like something that could not become gossip. "Is this about ghosts?"

"No. Well, I guess. Kinda. It's…"

He bit his lip for a few seconds. His friends were patient.

"I think I have a crush on Fenton."

While Dash's face wrinkled up, Paulina's stretched into a grin. She let herself lean forward. While this wasn't gossip she wanted going public, it was gossip, and she was going to respect that.

"Fenton?" asked Star. "Are you— I mean, not that that's bad or anything! But are you sure? He was pretty cool when he was showing us those Yetis and everything but being cool doesn't keep him from being a dweeb. A cool dweeb is still a dweeb."

"Give him some credit!" piped up Paulina. "A cool dweeb is still cool. I would say Fenton's coolness is enough to override his dweebiness. Because of the ghost fighting."

"I mean yeah but the emotional shift after years of—"

"Is this really news?"

Everyone looked at Kwan.

"I mean, now that we know he's… y'know. I thought we had accepted that Dash's whole thing with Phantom was some kind of a crush. So shouldn't that be a given?"

"That—! Was that a crush?" Dash was beet red by now.

"You know what?" Star shifted in her seat to look at Dash like a lawyer might look at a potential client or a wolf might look at a piece of meat. "Suddenness or un-suddenness aside, we're talking about your current feelings. Tell us what's got you flustered around Danny."

"What? Do you just want blackmail material or something? I didn't come here for an interview!"

"No no," said Paulina, "this is important information in our journey of understanding ghosts."

Kwan nodded seriously.

"So is it the patient understanding he shows when you train?"

"Or the way, when he needs to, he picks you up like you weigh nothing?" added Star, helpfully.

"Or how he always looks like he's defying gravity when he laughs?" added Kwan, doubly so.

"Or—"

"As a matter of fact it would be all of those things." Dash's hissing wasn't entirely human, but his friends didn't seem to care as they broke out into a chorus of combined "aww"s and laughter. His glare was just as ineffective.

"Well, I'll bet he feels the same way about you."

"Yeah! Any ghost boy would be lucky to have a catch like you."

Dash hoped that was true.

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"Guyyys…"

Danny's moan was muffled from his spot laying on a branch of the tree where he and his friends spent their mornings.

"Aww, I know that tone. Is this about ghosts?" asked Sam teasingly.

"Kinda." He slid off the branch and landed, clumsy but silent, on the grass. "I think Dash has a crush on me."

Tucker finally looked up from his PDA. "As in, Dash Baxter? The very Dash Baxter who, on our Zone trip the other day, asked Frostbite if the Ghost Zone had, quote, 'barcades but for dead people'? That Dash?"

"Yes!"

"Can I politely ask where you got the idea that Dash, a literal high school quarterback who I'm pretty sure was yanked out of his home universe of a shitty 80s coming-of-age movie and stuck in ours, has a crush on 'freaky-geeky-Fenton'?"

Danny frowned at Sam. "Well, you didn't have to say it like that."

"Sorry. Dashing, charming Fenton? Who I will remind you is a boy?"

"That's better."

Tucker patted his shoulder.

"And just because he's a living cliché doesn't mean he's straight. Look at Tucker 'The Womanizer' Foley over here. Just because he's never landed a date doesn't mean he's ever wanted one."

"Hey, man, there's a difference between trying to get a date to see what the hype's all about and being a literal bully. If Dash has an ounce of queer in him, he's not just burying it, he's giving it cement shoes and sending it swimming with the fishes off a Brooklyn pier."

"Look, however he feels about his sexuality, I'm pretty sure he has a crush on me and I have no idea how to feel about that!"

"Once again. Source?"

Danny huffed and pulled at some grass by his legs. "I can sorta taste it. I think."

"Oh shit!" Tucker perked up. "Is this that emotional feeding thing we've been talking about? — I know," he cut in before Danny could interrupt, "I know. Not feeding."

"Not on purpose at least." Sam received another frown.

"Yeah… it's kinda been there for a while. Sometimes he'll look at me when I'm doing something and then there'll just be… warm. And shocked, and bright like sour candy, and hesitant. And sometimes his heartbeat picks up when that happens. It tastes kinda like admiration and excitement, so I figured… it couldn't really be much else. I don't know."

"Mm." Tucker thought for a moment. "Well, do you like him back?"

Danny sputtered. His friends looked at him with anticipation.

"I— huh? Not that I know! Fuck, the guy's been bullying me for years and now I have to keep him out of trouble while he's looking at me like I have all the answers when I barely have my own ghost stuff figured out! Why would I have a crush on him?"

"Because he's determined enough to keep trying to help," said Sam.

"And he's kept your secret with the utmost devotion."

"And he rocks that varsity jacket-skinny jeans combo."

"And he keeps a closet full of teddy bears because he loves them so much."

"And—"

"Shut up! Oh my God. This is gonna be just like when I told you guys about my crush on Spike in middle school. I'm not just gonna, what, develop feelings for my origin story high school bully because we're training together now or whatever."

Tucker turned to Sam with a wholly serious face. "And they were half-ghosts."

"Oh my God they were half-ghosts."

"Fuck you guys. I'm gonna go fail a pre-calc quiz."

Danny's friends laughed as they got to their feet and walked with him.

…Dash did make that varsity jacket look good.

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Paulina spent class patiently waiting for free study time. With the test coming up, she knew today’s lecture would be short before they were granted an opportunity to study quietly in small groups.

It was as if the stars had aligned for her. Statistics was the only class her respective friend group had without Dash, and the only class she had with Sam and Tucker that didn’t have Danny. She had been itching to talk to Sam – something she never thought she’d experience, but their groups had grown close recently, given the circumstances. Finally, finally, after a brief review of the formulae they’d be applying on the test, they were given study guides for the rest of the period.

Paulina wrote a note to Sam, waiting until their teacher was distracted to casually adjust her hair and drop the folded slip of paper on the desk behind her.

‘Dash has a crush on Danny.’ The note was straightforward. They knew they had to keep their communications as brief and private as possible for the time being; if the A-Listers were suddenly best friends with the people they’d relentlessly bullied, someone might stick their nose where it didn’t belong. It would be a gradual process.

She absently scribbled on her worksheet, waiting for some type of cue that Sam acknowledged this information. She felt Sam tap her shoulder, and smoothly reached up to take the paper she was passed.

‘We know.’

Paulina couldn’t contain her eyeroll when she read it. She felt Kwan’s gaze on her, expecting an update, and shook her head at him. This told her nothing. How did they know? Did Danny even remotely feel the same?

How was she supposed to plan the most epic love story of their generation if they gave her nothing to work with?

Paulina sighed and turned around, putting on her best act of reluctance in case anyone was paying attention. “Sam, as much as it pains me to ask this, do you and Tucker want to work in a group? We could use some extra help on the study guide.”

“What’s in it for us?” Sam quirked an eyebrow at her. Kwan and Star had tuned in now, looking between the pair expectantly, and Tucker leaned forward in his seat to join in.

“I’ll… invite you to my next party?” Paulina tried.

“Sam, let’s do it. I never get to go to Paulina’s parties.” Tucker had picked up on the act.

“Fine,” Sam feigned irritation. They shifted their desks closer to each other.

“So?” Star whispered.

“Yeah, I’m really not sure what’s actually going on here yet. Is something wrong?” Tucker asked.

“Dash has a crush on Danny,” Paulina repeated the contents of her note in a low voice. “I want to do something about it.”

“More specifically, she wants to set them up,” Kwan added.

“How do we play into this? They’re their own people, can’t they figure it out on their own?”

“Don’t you see, Sam?" Tucker was grinning like he had awaited this day his whole life. "We always hang out in a group. Pretty much the only time they’re alone together is sometimes when they’re training. We have to get them to spend time together outside of that.”

Sam seemed at a loss. “I get what you’re saying here, but how can we make them hang out? It’s not exactly subtle to just tell them to meet up somewhere together.”

“With all due respect, Sam, I did not expect you to be so dense about this,” Star said.

“We have to make plans with them and then ditch them.” Paulina explained the process just like it was one of their Stats principles.

“Back out last minute so they’re obligated to go through with the plans, but it would only be them,” supplied Kwan.

“We could force them to pair up in class, too. Partner up with each other instead, when we get the chance,” Tucker suggested.

Sam finally gave a slow nod. “Okay. In case it wasn’t obvious, we’re pretty sure Danny’s reciprocating his feelings, so… I’m in.”

Paulina clapped a hand over her grinning mouth to contain the excited squeal that wanted to escape. Tucker looked equally as excited, and Kwan and Star seemed pretty satisfied with their plan.

The bell signaling the end of class rang, and students began hurriedly gathering their belongings to move onto their next class. Paulina stuck her hand out at Sam, who looked at it for a moment before shaking it, officially solidifying the agreement.

#danny phantom #invisobang 2022 #my writing #swagger bishie #halfa!dash #halfa dash au #dash baxter #teddy ghost #check ao3 for more tags!

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sometimess-sam · 8 months

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I had a dream where I was on a school trip kinda thing to a museum and i sat next to this guy named Jay and omfg it was kind of like frenemies i wanna shift just to be around this guyyy :0 He bought me sm candy because apparently in my dream world i wasn't allowed off of the minibus??? Something like that. and then we got to the museum and walked around and there was a dildo room and then the dream ended after a bit more me/jay interactions.

i know that the point of that dream or whatever was like Jay and I feeling sorta romantic feelings but also not being friends

so anyways i really want to shift to that dream and then continue it because I'd love a bf tbh

#who knows even if i shift i prolly won't script that me & jay get together #so we might not #it was set in a world where me and Jay were like 15-17 too #so maybe it wouldn't last unless i intend for it to last #reality shifting #shifting #shifting realities #anti shifters dni #shifttok #shifter #shiftblr #reality shifter #shifting to desired reality

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statticscribbles · 3 years

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Campfire Story

Summary: Riverdale Serpents General, Reader finally meets back up with the Serpents on Halloween for camping and usual spooky ghost stories, Reader gets introduced to Jughead who’s really good at spooky stories, reader finally notices that she’s the only one eating, Jughead asks about a particular story and all the serpents agree to tell reader

”GUYYYS!!!!” You jump towards the serpents who are all leaning around the steps to Riverdale High.

“Hey Y/N.” Sweet Pea grins as you hug him.

”Are we still on for tonight?” You grin and Toni laughs.

“Why do you think we’re here Y/N, it takes a while for us to drive out to the camping spot.”

“Oh right this legendary Serpent only camping spot.”You roll your eyes. While camping with them had always been a halloween tradition for you, the Serpents would always convince you to have it at your house, or if they’d done well on jobs you’d rent out a motel room and raid the nearest store for all the halloween candy. This year after having spent most of the year in different schools they’d refused to accept anything less than what was a short road trip to be able to spend as much time together as possible.

“So who wants to go first with scary stories?” Sweet pea turns where he and Fangs had been setting up the fire. Toni had been supervising and you watch the guy who’d shown up late grin.

“May I?” You can’t help but watch him as he moves his voice hypnotic.

“Sure Jughead, go for it, Y/N’s the only one who hasn’t heard the story you’re planning on telling, we can go fishing and see if we can catch something better than s'mores, no offense Y/N.” You laugh, or try to with a mouthful of marshmallow.

“Really you guys are going off fishing, I even got Fangs favourite twizzlers!” You scowl playfully and Fangs smiles.

“Thanks Y/N.” He grabs for the bowl and stuffs handfuls of them into the pocked of his jacket, they stick out and a couple fall into the dirt.

“Maybe the fish like twizzlers too.” He winks as he and Sweet Pea leave.

”And as the camper looked around the fire, she realized no one was eating, no one was breathing. Everyone else at the party was already dead.” Jughead grins a little and you laugh, about to say something before he shakes his head.

“She was scared, everyone could hear her heartbeat for everyone else were nightwalkers, vampires is the common word, and she realizes, as the fire flickers out, that she’ll never see daylight again.” You scream when Sweet Pea and Fangs jump out at you and Toni rolls her eyes pulling you closer to her and Jughead so you’re sandwiched between them.

“Don’t worry Y/N, we’ll protect you from the scary vampires.” Jughead grins throwing an arm over your shoulder and smirking as Fangs and Sweet Pea pop out the plastic fangs. You’re a little relieved to see a few other people doing the same, clearly why you were the only one eating since the fangs would have shown when they were trying to eat s’mores with you.

“So uh Fangs, how on earth did you get that name?”

“You never asked about mine.” Jughead glares and Sweet Pea laughs.

“That’s because your head is jug shaped. She can see it just by looking, Fang’s is much harder to spot.”

“Oh?’

“Mhm, come here.” He grins and you swear you can see fangs poking out.

“See, longest fangs in the coven.” He laughs, snapping his teeth at you, Jughead pulls you back from him.

“Cool costume.” You squeak out and watch as Fangs narrows his eyes.

“Oh you still think this is a costume? Well I’m hungry, so we’ll see if you’re still laughing after this.” He leans forward and you close your eyes trying to hide between Jughead and Toni.

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abbynx · 2 years

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La Squadra ranking

Warning: I am biased and do not follow any criteria whatsoever, I'm just spontaneously going off about whatever comes to mind. Enjoy this caffeine-induced trip. Also, there will be swearing, kindly pardon my French.

Top 9: Gelato

He most definitely hisses at people who glances at Sorbet's way. Calm down, I'm not after your man, he's all yours. Gel is definitely the type who will spite you for no reason, other than to see you pissed off. If you chose to hang around him, good fucking luck buddy. You're either insane or have a death wish. However if you last long, unscathed, good for you, you lived to see another day.

Top 8: Illuso

Fuck you and your wardrobe. Will gaslight you for his entertainment, has no ounce of consideration for his peers', or anyone's privacy. Has a collection of blackmails to use against you, ranging from your deepest darkest secrets that he somehow found out when you were giving yourself pep talk in the bathroom, or your embarrassing pictures from your embarrassing phases. He knows how to fuck with your head and subtly insult you and make you self conscious.

Top 7: Melone

You're the reason why ludicrous dress codes exists, sir. I would not touch this mf unless I have a six foot pole. Calm tf down, the jogging woman was just stretching her legs, stop drooling. Fucking creep. Sir, control yourself. The man just brushed pass you, why do you have your hand in your pants— sir this is a McDonald's—

Top 6: Pesci

Top 3: Sorbet

That one guy that is ultimately self-loathing to T, to attract others people's attention and pity as a way to make him feel somewhat adequate. Like, boy, I get you, but people's pity alone will not raise you higher my guy, learn to love yourself because at the end of the day, you'll always have yourself.

Top 5: Ghiaccio

For the last time, fucking let me be if I sprinkle in idioms "that doesn't make sense" in my sentence. Also, let me sing "My heart is buried in Venice" in peace, goddamnit. Stop being a goddamn gatekeeping girlboss, smh. A massive hypocrite at best, he'll judge you about idk, being a procrastinating mf whilst he still has to get some shit done himself. Okay damn, stop projecting, my guyyy

Top 4: Formaggio

Will steal your cat at least once because... Reasons. He def catcalls. He is that one kid your middle school veteran brother warned you about; The boy who thinks he can replace a shower with axe body spray. Other than that, he is pretty harmless if you're not on his bad side. Do not lend him money, he will not pay you back as he will often make excuses.

A cat in human form. Does not give a fuck unless you forgot to feed him. Admittedly, he is the less insane one in the relationship, but there is a reason why these two stick together like glue. He just knows how to hide his, whatever drives to be feral like his husband. But eh, he's cool I guess. But still, be wary.

Top 2: Prosciutto

Damn, okay girlboss. He is the ultimate mom friend, do not attempt to challenge him, he has all the wrath of a strict Asian mothers that will chastise you for not getting that A+ on math exams. And he will not hesitate to unleash it on you if you decide to be unruly. You're not safe. No one is. But above that, he's somewhat reasonable apart from his awfully high standards... But will still chastise you.

Top 1: Risotto

Okay sir, you do have a knack to be this creepy apparition, that is the pile of clothes on a chair appearing like a figure in the dark in your room, but you're good. But for the love of fuck, good sir, if you plan to approach anyone could you at least make some noise??? It would save you from tending to people who fainted at the sight of you, when all you wanted was to ask them if they have a pen or something.

#jojos bizzare adventure golden wind #la squadra #jjba golden wind #jjba part 5 #jojo's bizarre adventure #formaggio #illuso #prosciutto #pesci #melone #ghiaccio #gelato and sorbet #risotto nero #ranking

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hwrryscherry · 3 years

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The one where Harry and Model Y/N miss their christmas flight and have a little fun on their detour.

blurb: It's the most wonderful time of the year so Harry & Model Y/ N rented a holiday house on the French Alps to celebrate Christmas with their families. It's finally the day to go and Harry is the one to blame when they lose their flight to meet their families in the Alps. Spoiler: Model Y/N gets furious at Harry's calm behavior.

warnings: fluff. They left Los Angeles on December 20th and arrived in the Alps on December 21st in case you guyst get confused.

word count: 7.1K

author's note: HIIIIIII guyyys! It's officially CHRISTMAS week and it's my favorite holiday ever sooo I imagined what Model Y/N and Harry would do on their holiday trip and I guess I'll post a blurb everyday with Christmas theme. AND i'll be suggesting a christmas song in every blurb. Enjoy and Merry Christmas♥️♥️♥️♥️

christmas song of the day: Santa Tell Me by Ariana Grande.

December 19th, 2020 - 11PM

It was a very cold night in Los Angeles for you to be walking around in your pajamas with no shoes on, a face mask on your face and wet hair that left small water drops through the closet floor as you continued to walk between your clothes and your suitcase that was settled in the floor. You wanted to be laid down in bed, in your cozy and warm bed because you were so tired and a good night of sleep were everything you actually desired.

As you tried to decide on the coats that you were going to take to your Christmas holiday in the French Alps. You felt a gaze directed to you, what made you bring your head up so you could see Harry stopped at the door frame. He looked very calm. Otherwise, you looked desperate; your flight was scheduled to 6:45 AM. You had to sleep as it was already late and you haven't even packed your stuff but at least you could do it with just some minutes unlike Harry. Anyway, Harry had his grey sweatpants on with a TPKW merch hoddie, his hair, unlike yours, was already completely dry. You probably have to stop washing your hair so late at night but now wasn't the moment to think about this.

— God, why didn't I pack earlier? — You asked rhetorically as you sighed taking some of your favorite pants and folding them right before putting them in the suitcase.

— Exactly! I told ya to do it earlier today but you said you still had time. — Harry said on a convincing way as he drank a sip of his water that he held in a bottle. You just rolled your eyes at him. You hated being stressed and you hated even more when you were stressing over something and Harry says something like "I told you so." You hate conflict and specially when it's with Harry and now was definitely not the moment, so you just shrugged it off.

— By the way, which suitcase are you taking? Because I found yours up in the shelf. — You said, never taking your eyes away from the clothes you were putting on the floor as you created combinations and outfits for you to have an idea before putting it in the suitcase; you were on your knees as you decided to which clothes you'd take with you.

Harry went completely silent at the moment he heard you. This was the time he realized that with all the things you both were setting up for the trip today, he completely forgot of packing his stuff. Harry froze, he felt it through all his body. He knew how much you were stressed over all the things you both did today to get prepared for the trip, and he'd swear to god that you'd completely lost it at the moment he'd tell you he forgot about it.

You looked over at him because of his silence and his expression said everything his mouth didn't. You stopped moving your hands immediately and kept a straight face at him literally praying he was only joking, but he wasn't.

— Are you for real? — You'd ask resting your hands over your thighs as you only received silence as a response — Harry, I can't believe you! — You'd say sounding extremely frustrated. You'd pass your hands over your face trying to wake you up more because truly, you were so sleepy right now. You'd feel your cold hands pass through your wet strands of hair before looking at him getting more into the closet now.

— Love, I'm so sorry! — Harry'd say entering the room and bend down next to you avoiding touching your clothes on the floor — It's just... I went all the way today resolving all the other stuff for the trip and I completely forgot about it! — Harry would say with puppy eyes, he actually felt kinda ashamed for just saying to you that he told you to pack before when he didn't even remembered to do it himself.

— I know, I know — You said getting more relaxed on the floor now crossing your legs — It's just, you take so long to do it everytime and we need to grab some sleep tonight — You'd say making an emphasis on the "so long" making Harry sigh. He instantly stand up after you finished talking, walking directly towards the shelf to grab his own suitcase putting it on the floor as he opened it too.

— No, I won't take too much time! I'll just grab some stuff. I'll show you and you tell me what you think! — Harry said as he opened his part of the closet immediately looking through the pants, the many pants he had actually — It's okay! — He'd say, probably trying to convince himself more than actually you. You have no idea why but whenever Harry had to pack his suitcase he'd take hours to do it, he would just take hours to decide on each outfit and then he'd decide when to wear it and if he was actually going to wear it, so yes, it would literally take hours.

Later, Harry'd think about it all while he contemplated you from the bed. He was lying on his side, propping his head on his hand, so he could get a more proper look at you.

It took both of you two hours to pack Harry’s suitcase and it was around 1AM now. You don’t think he knows what ‘'It’ll be fast’’ actually means. You were now in front of the mirror. You used the comb to brush your now dry hair while looking in the mirror. You have had long nights at work before and you've been very tired several times but this time, it felt different.

This is the first time that you and Harry have decided what to do for Christmas and thank God there would be no hosting; but even so it's difficult to organize things for so many people. Harry has been so helpful, and you can't complain. Even though he was tired of being on set, he always donated his time to talk about Christmas, but how could he avoid it? He loved it. He loved being able to get together with his family and spend a good and happy time. Harry remembers the first Christmas you spent together. It was 2018 and you guys went to Holmes Chapel to celebrate. That was also the first Christmas of your life where you wouldn't spend it with your mother because, well, you didn't want to abuse it and take her to Anne's house. Harry realized how sad it had made you and surprised you on Christmas Eve afternoon when he came home from an alleged "supermarket drive" with your mother. He remembers how happy you were, your genuine smile that you just couldn't get off your face, and he remembers how much he fell ten times more in love with you that day. There was not even a year that you were together, god, as time flies.

You have finished brushing your hair and put the comb in the first drawer of the counter. You left the bathroom to walk to your bed feeling Harry's gaze on you making you frown and smile at him as you lay on the bed covering yourself with the covers.

— Why are you looking at me like this? — You ask taking the covers up to your neck while turning to be able to face the boy's face, who was now accompanied by a tender smile.

— Nothing much, just memories! — Harry said as he watched the yellow light from his lamp reflect in your eyes —You're so beautiful it makes me angry sometimes. — Harry said pulling a chuckle from you. God, how he loved that sound. He then extended his arm to turn off the lamp leaving the room in total darkness, then going deeper under the covers as well.

— Oh, you're just saying that! — You responded by making him chuckled now with your fake modest — You set the alarm clock, right? — You asked him softly, trying your best to keep your eyes open even though they insisted on wanting to close.

— I did! — Harry said approaching you, feeling your body heat under the covers. He brought his right hand to your waist and pulled you closer to his chest, taking the opportunity to kiss your temple. — Let's sleep now okay? I love you! — Harry said feeling you nod and whisper a soft '' I love you too ''. It was a combination of you to say you love each other every night before going to sleep; you did it even when you fought, but in these cases I love you's usually came with "but I'm really mad at you."

December 20th, 2020 — 6:00 AM.

You were in such a deep sleep, you two were. The truth is: this instability was not your thing. At one day you were in London, the next in NYC, the next in LA, then in Palm Springs and now back in Los Angeles, the hard part would believe you wouldn't be tired of it. And it's precisely because of tiredness that neither you nor Harry heard the four times that the alarm went off, but let's agree that having gone to sleep after one in the morning packing Harry's suitcase was a big factor to consider.

5:00 AM, 5:20 AM, 5:30 AM, 5:45 AM... Nothing, you didn't even move, well, you did move to pull the covers next to you. For some reason your eyes slowly opened. You stared at the light coming from the curtains content with yourself for waking up even before the clock woke up, little did you know.

You stretched and took your hands to rub your sleepy eyes then using one of them to get your phone that was powering on the nightstand next to the bed. When you unlock the phone screen and face the hours, you felt your heart beat faster. You blinked briefly to see if you were seeing the right time and got out of bed in a heart beat.

— HARRY! — You said basically screaming. Harry woke up quickly, his heart racing as he sat on the bed and watched you standing, putting on your slippers quickly. He watched you take a hair tie from the drawer of your nightstand and quickly tie your long strands of hair into a ponytail.

— What...What happened? — Harry said using his hands to rub his eyes as he slowly got up from the bed.

— It's already six in the morning, the alarm didn't go off! — You said quickly what surprised Harry, since normally you spoke even slowly — Come on, get up! We have 45 minutes to get to the airport, and it's a 35 minute drive. We need to start getting ready quickly. — You walked directly to the bathroom counter, pouring liquid facial soap into your hands and washing your face. You couldn't see it, but you heard the noise of Harry changing clothes in the room. You absolutely hated leaving the house in the morning without taking a shower, but you wouldn't have any time for that.

You chose not to wear any makeup, as always in fact. You just put sunscreen on your face and loosened your ponytail feeling your long strands of hair fall over your shoulders as you retreated from the suite bathroom and spotted Harry wearing jeans and an oversized black sweatshirt walking past you to use the bathroom himself now. You opened your part of the wardrobe by grabbing yourself a black jan bell pants, a black t-shirt too and a pink sweatshirt over it in which you dressed up fastly, and put your white sneakers as well.

— Have you finished? — You said putting your cell phone, charger, wallet and other essentials in your handbag as you approached the bathroom door observing Harry dry his hands on the towel and then saying a brief "Yes" after putting on his rings on his fingers. He turned off the bathroom light and turned to you while the two of you started walking towards the stairs, where you went down with your suitcases in hand. The original plan was to call a car to take you to the airport but clearly, there was no time for that, so you guys would go in Harry's car, which would be picked up at the airport by Jeff who had promised Harry that he would take him back to the house.

The sun was still cold, that cold early morning sun where the sky still has that lilac color mixed with orange. You left your suitcase in front of the trunk and walked to the passenger seat next to the driver where you sat down and installed the belt instantly while Harry just put both suitcases in the trunk, then closed it and walked to the front of the car as well, and right after sitting in the driver's seat putting on the seat belt, he started the engine and starting to drive as well.

The drive to the airport was quiet. There was little traffic, nothing compared to LA traffic but there was still a little. Harry prayed it didn't have any fans at the airport, not because he didn't want to see them, but because you were so late and he knew that neither of you would ignore your fans and just keep walking. When Harry parked the car, you might notice some paparazzi's outside, nothing too crowded actually. In less than two minutes, you were already out of the car with your bags on a cart walking, let's say, very quickly until the airport check-in. You were a little impatient to see that there was a line of about five people before you. You looked at the time on your cell phone and sighed, turning the screen to Harry showing that it was now 6:47 AM and there were still three more people in front of you. You had a frustrated and worried look, just the thought that maybe you can't make it to your destination and Harry realized that, he always perceives the smallest things in and about you; let it be a different sigh to a different gleam in the eye. He perceives everything, even though you're wearing a mask now.

Harry wrapped you in his arms, hugging you tight and kissing your hairline as a form of affection. Your head was between Harry’s neck where you could perfectly smell his scent, and the comforting warmth he emanated; you could have sworn that nothing and no one could get you out of that moment, but then your turn came in line and a man called you.

— Good Morning ma'am! May I help you? — The man said trying to sound sympathetic. You were hoping that Harry could resolve this but apparently, the guy asked you and not him. You put a few strands of your hair behind your ears, and you formed the phrases in your head.

— Good Morning! — You said first, feeling Harry touching the ends of your hair behing your back — So, we had two tickets for the flight of 6:45 AM for Paris but, unfortunately we couldn’t make it in time. Is there any way that you could get us new tickets? Anything would be amazing! — You said, while mentally praying that there was at least one flight that would take you there. The plan was that you were going to make a scale in Paris and then taking the train to the French Alps which would be a 5-hour train ride, but as you were counting on a direct flight to Paris, it wouldn’t be a problem to stay on a train for five hours.

— Look, ma'am. — The guy sighed looking a little frustrated. Harry touched your shoulders and squeezed a little feeling how hard your shoulders muscle were from tension — I do have a flight for Paris! — In the moment he said it you and Harry let out a deep breath relieved — But, it's going to scale in New York and London!

— And how many hours of traveling? — Harry asked getting a little closer to the counter putting his glove covered hand over the counter as well.

— Around 18 or 20 hours — The man answered and you and Harry sighed. You would be there in the morning on the LA time, and on the French Alps time it will probably be 6:30 AM too. You let out a long breath, and Harry looked at you attentively looking for any sign of giving up; he wanted to go, of course, but if you said it would be better to stay, he would be without a second thought.

— Well, we have to go, right? — You said softly to Harry and then redirected your gaze to the man and nodded. — Okay, we’ll keep the tickets.

—They’re economic tickets, all right? I see here that you had executive tickets — The man asked and you can't hesitate to drop a light chuckle.

— No problems! — Harry replied, and then he returned to finishing to configure the informations of your new tickets.

It didn't really take long, a few minutes and you already had the new tickets in hand. As you both walked to find a place to sit, you remembered that with all the running from the morning none of you had breakfast. You checked your bags on the conveyor belt and went up the escalators at the big LAX Airport looking for a small restaurant to buy something. You chose the Urth Caffé & Bar because you were used to eating in there whenever you had to travel. It was a very cute and cozy place with a yellow lighting, wood tables and chairs that gave a whole charm to it. You both ordered a coffee; you ordered a latte and Harry ordered a black coffee, and to eat you both ordered bagels sandwiches. There were some fans in there this time. They were all pretty respectful and nice when they came over asking for pictures. You both took the pics and talked with them for a while until you had to leave which honestly made your heart aches. You loved when you could meet and talk to your fans, to create that connection it's so important to you but you couldn't risk missing another flight.

As you were already settled up on your seats, you re-checked your seat bell probably five times in a row while the "In case of emergency" video passed on the little screen in front of you. Harry noticed you checking it again, and he used his hands to hold yours as a sign to stop you.

— Hey, you already did that... — Harry said looking directly into your eyes — Five times, love!

— Oh... — You whispered then redirecting yourself on your seat. The truth is, you're a model, you date a singer and you're probably more in a plane than in your own house, but you are terrified of it. You've always been, just the thought of being on a plane scares you. And we don't even have to say about whenever a turbulence would occurs. Harry knew that, and he took it as a responsibility of his to keep you calm whenever you were on a plane together.

— Oh, let's watch something together! — Harry said getting his upper body closer to you looking at your little screen — We can choose the same thing and watch it!

— Sure, something on your mind? — You asked as you grabbed the ear plunges of the plane trying to turn it on as Harry now were turning his phone off.

— I don't know! Since we finished watching Bly Manor, I have no idea what we should watch next — Harry said putting his phone on his pocket, and then grabbing himself his ear plunge.

— Oh god, and how good was it? — You said having a fan girl moment. Literally, you were such a fan of The Haunting series and all about it. You and Harry binged watching The Haunting of Bly Manor in like a day. — But.. — You turned on your screen and started to look through the christmas movies, yes you also loved them. Both of you do, who doesn't like christmas movies? — Oh, let's watch Princess Switch 2? We didn't have time to watch it! — You clicked on the movie, so you could read the synopsis to have an idea what would be about. You and Harry watched the first one back in 2018 and you guys really liked it so this could be cool. It's actually kinda crazy all of the stuffs you've watched together. It's crazy how you guys can watch a really serious and heavy movie and then watch all of Barbies movies on the same day.

— Alright, let's watch it! — Harry agreed as he searched for the movie himself — I saw in the trailer that there's a third twin on this movie.

— Love, they're not twins!— You'd say getting your movie ready to be started.

— They're not? Of course they are! If they're not, then what are they? — Harry said putting his ear plunges on and getting the covers that the airplane company use to put on the seats for the passagers. You actually think it's cute that Harry has this thing on being under the covers and cuddled up whenever he was watching to a movie, and with the weather like this, it would be perfect. I mean, it's cold in LA with 46 F°, as you lived in NYC before you could only imagine how the weather was in there with 32F°. But anyway, you kinda missed NYC a little bit. It's honestly kinda messed up now because you haven't officially moved to LA from New York, but the last time you were in NY was probably in early May, before your birthday because you both celebrated your birthday in Holmes Chapel with Anne and Gemma.

— I don't know — You'd chuckle to answer his question feeling him spread the covers on both of you and snuggle himself on your chest — I think they're relatives in some point, but they're not twins! — You'd hear a soft "oh" from Harry as you put the ear plunges yourself and clicked the movie to play. In general, you watched the movie commenting on the scenes and you both really liked it, it was funny and not tiring at all. And then after it, you both bing watched The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills, I know it seems crazy but you've been so obsessed with it lately and anytime you were obsessed with something you'd usually make Harry get obsessed too. And I mean, it was a 5-hour long flight and you both could catch up with some housewives drama. The flight ended, and you both arrived in NYC, you'd have a 1 hour and a half stop and you managed to think you both could actually do something in this hour, obviously nothing to far away from the airport, you wouldn't take any risks. So you'd chose one of your favorite places in New York ever aka the M&M's Store. God, you loved this place, and you loved M&M's, and so did Harry.

There were some paparazzi on the street, but this is NY and it's just a daily basis thing. You both walked around the store buying some really cool chocolates when you saw a cute one with marshmallows and you showed it to Harry getting a disgusted face from him.

— No, I'm so allergic to marshmallow! — Harry would say grabbing some kind of M&M's to see and you rolled your eyes recalling the number of times you both had this conversation before. You turned around getting right on Harry's front and looking into his eyes.

— You’re not allergic to mashmallows! You’re allergic to one of the ingredients in it, if you do the homemade one you can eat it normally, oh my god! — You said trying your best to show your sassy side and Harry actually only continue saying this because he knows you'll react like this and he think it's cute, so he'd just get closer to your face and give a peck to your lips.

— I know, sorry! — He'd say smirking a little and fixing his beanie on his head with his left hand — I love the ones you make, by the way.

— I know, I'm such a master chef that's how I made you fall in love with me! — You'd answer him with a smirk on your face when you turn around to look more over the chocolates.

— And who said I love ye’, miss? — Harry said mocking you and you’d immediately turn to stare at his face with the most realistic offended expression you could create now.

— Um, excuse me? — You’d say with your righthand touching your chest with raised eye browns — If that’s how you feel I'm just gonna go over there look for Brad Pitt! — You’d say with your sassy tone starting to walk away from him but you were stopped by him when he grabbed your empty hand bringing you closer to him

— Oh so you're overlapping me for Brad Pitt? — Harry said making you roll your eyes with a playful smile in your mask covered lips.

— Well, take it as a revenge for overlapping me for Mitch every day! — You'd say making him let out a loud laugh — But, I'll consider letting this go if we go to Victoria Secrets right now and you buy me my favorite fragrance!

— Oh, you're such a blackmailer! — Harry would say shaking his head slowly and crossing his arms close to his body watching you put your best puppy eyes on display — Alright, just because I probably love that fragrance more than you! — He said making you give him a big smile that he could notice by the way your eyes got smaller. This is actually a joke because it was pretty rare for having you ask Harry to buy you anything, you'd always tell him that you "didn't need anything", and specially when he comes home with those really expensive Gucci merch. Honestly, all the expensive things that you have, like, Chanel, Versace, Gucci were usually gifts from the brand and a few from Harry because you're much of a economizer thinking that these are actually pretty expensive things and you don't actually need. Why would you go around with a 3 thousand dollars Gucci bag when you can buy a super cute bag for 50 dollars? Yep, Harry didn't understand that on the many times he got you something expensive so then, now he rarely does it because he knows that the way for your heart it's probably the most simple and genuine he can be.

In the VS shop, you were looking through the fragrances for you favorite one that was Bare Vanilla, it's probably the best. And you've been using it for years now, literally since you were a teenager. When you finally found your Bare Vanilla Kit, you were actually surprised by Harry behind you holding a set of lingerie on the color of pearl with some baby blue lace details. You looked at it and then later at the lingerie and then at him again with a "what is that?" expression on your face.

— Love, I know ye' came here to buy the fragrance but this would look so good in you! — Harry said making a louder voice while pronouncing the "so good" making you touch the fabric with your hands in silence thinking about it as you looked, yes it was really pretty. What can you do? Your man does have a good taste. — Ok I'll buy it as your christmas gift! — You said taking the lingerie carefully from his hand.

— For me? I was thinking more of you in it, but I can wear it if you want. I bet it will define all of my sexy curves — Harry said putting a hand on his own waist making a pose making you laugh out loud of his words, it's the sass for me.

— No, oh my god! I'll be the present. This could be the gift paper — You'd say winking on an eye at him as you tried to control your laugh seeing the smirk on his face, this little promiscuous guy.

On your way back to the airport you noticed very similar words on a wall beside you and you couldn't hold your emotion when you saw it. It was a black wall written "Do You Know Who You Are?", as in Lights Up. When you showed Harry he got so smiley and blushed at the same time, it's just the shyness in him. You took a quick picture of it before actually entering the airport again. Right on time.

You were about to face another flight with a six hour and 40 minutes of duration and god, in this cold weather, with covers, hoddies, M&M's, movies and your love made everywhere feels cozy and warm. On this flight, you agreed to watch The Notebook with Harry, and you liked it very much, not as much as he did, but you liked it. You had taken your sneakers off staying with your socks only, you had also let your hair loose as you leaned your head on Harry's shoulder this time, fixing your covered legs under the cover and feeling the warm sensation coming from his body heat, it wasn't much until Harry realised that you were completely asleep when he tried to talk to you about how Ellie's mom had such an attitude when she decided to hide Noah's letter from Ellie all those years but instead, he saw your sleeping face on his shoulder and his heart melted at the vision so he just decided to let you sleep because he really thought you deserved to, and also, after the movie ended he did sleep as well.

Your flight arrived in London by 7:28 PM on Los Angeles time. By London's time it was already 5:28 AM, and it had a 44 F° weather. You had a smaller scale time this time. It was a 35 minutes scale, thank god. You both took your time to walk inside the airport. You loved London. You really did. You loved the weather and the beautiful places to visit in here, oh and the cute british accents, you loved it.

You both walked through the airport observing everything. The people, the christmas lights and the stores. Harry had one of his arms over your shoulders as you walked through it. As you entered the stores session, you'd spot World Duty Free store and look at Harry. — Let's go to World Duty Free and buy colorful highlighters so you can use it on christmas eve! — You say while stopped walking when you got in front of the referred store. Harry looked at the big illuminated sign with the store's name and then back at you.

— A colorful one? D' you think it'll look good? Maybe a gold one, no? — He said pushing you into the illuminated store. You loved that Harry knew this stuff and how sometimes when you'd have nothing to do he would let you put some makeup on his face because he knew you didn't like putting it on your face often.

— Yeah, a gold one would be better! I'll go find one, try looking for other stuff — You'd say getting out of his embrace and walking to the other corner of the store. You looked through the makeup wall in front of you as you searched for a gold highlight.

— Hello, may I help you? — A very young lady came to you with the store's uniform. You looked at her smiling tenderly and shook your head. — Oh no, thank you! I was just looking for a highlighter, but I already found it! — You said showing her the little package in your hand and she smiled back at you saying that if you needed anything else you could call her and you thanked. You would keep looking through the wall to see if you wanted anything else when you noticed a tall man coming over you. You looked at him because well, he was staring you.

— Hm... Hi, I'm Ryan! — He said shyly to you. You just stayed there looking at him with no moves — Hm, I just wanted to say that your American accent it's really cute and... Would you mind giving me your number? — He'd say nervously, and you let out a chuckle as you closed your eyes for a moment.

— I’m really flattered, but I’m here with my boyfriend, I’m sorry — You said softly as you could see Harry coming over to you guys with a very straight face. — There he is! — You pointed at Harry that quickened his pace a little when he saw you pointing at him.

— Oh, I apologize! Anyway, merry christmas! — He said with a tender smile as he walked away from you when you murmured a "Merry Christmas". Harry finally got to you and frowned his eyebrows a little looking at the guy’s back and then back at you.

— Who was it? — Harry softly asked containing his jealousy. Whenever Harry would say in interviews that he was an easily jealous person, he wasn’t joking. But he learned to contain it now because this was the biggest discussion maker on the beginning of your relationship.

— It was this guy Ryan trying to hit on me — You’d say with a smirk on your face because you knew this would tease him — He politely asked me for my number, and then I told him that I was here with my boyfriend.

—You should’ve told him you were here with your handsome and sexy boyfriend — Harry said with joking tone and you raised your eyebrows at him as you started to walk towards the cashier.

— No, I think just ''boyfriend'', is enough! — You’d say mocking him before you paid your bill. And walked back to the departuring space for Paris.

You confess that coming back to Paris made you a little nervous. The last time you were here was in February and it was quite...peculiar. But it would be just a scale and things would occur right.

The flight for Paris were definetely the the fastest one as it lasted only an hour and fifteen minutes. You both had dinner in the plane while binge watching The Real Housewives of Bervely Hills, a little obssesed maybe? Harry had already warned Anne about both of you being late as you all scheduled to get there maybe 6 or 7 hours ago, but as the iconic Queen of Genovia said once ‘’A queen is never late, anybody else is just earlier’’. Oh, you both could’ve watched The Princess Diaries today, damn it.

— As we’re here, we have to admit it... It was quite an adventure, wasn’t it? Three cities in a day — Harry would say taking the ends of your hair between his fingers.

— It was, but I kinda wished we had a little bit more of time in London so we could go to the London Eye — You’d say causing Harry to happily agree with you as it was one of his favorite attractions to go in London.

— All I know is that when we get in there I’ll sleep for as long as I can.

— How can ye’ be sleepy? You slept all the flight from New York to London and I know it! — You’d ask really curiously about his answer because it actually made you surprised on how easily he could sleep. He could be sitting on the most uncomfortable chair in the world but if he closes his eyes, he’ll easily fall asleep.

— It’s my natural talent! Did you think that I could only sing? — He asked rhetorically with a very convincin' tone.

— I’m sorry then Mr.Sleepy! — You would say mocking him as you turned your phone on to answer your missed texts. Gemma has already sent you tons of texts about the house and how’s the climate in there. She told you that you both better be all wrapped up or instead she’ll push your face, oh the good old family love.

When the plane landed, you and Harry grabbed your suitcases as fast as you could so you could get a cab to the train station and finally arrive on the Alps. You loved Paris in the winter. You loved Paris by the night, and that hasn’t changed. There weren’t paparazzi which contributed to keep you calm but there were maybe some fans spotting you guys and asking for pictures. They’d ask if you both were going to celebrate Christmas in Paris and you’d tell them that it’s just a scale. You were calm but Harry wasn’t. Since the prank in Paris from February, Harry has been incredibly more protective than he already was, and getting back in Paris actually remembered him of that night and that he wouldn’t let it happen again.

But it all turned out good, the train ride actually felt so relaxing and that made you wonder why in the world none of you have ever traveled together by train. Neither of you slept, though, you both talked. Talked for hours nonstop. You talked about your jobs, your experiences, what you like and what you don’t. You talked about what you wished for 2021 and you even chuckled a bit when Harry said he was looking foward to put ring on your finger in 2021; bullshit, you'd think. But anyway, you'd talk on how in some way you both were grateful for having each other during the hard times we’re all living, getting to know each other better while there was nobody on the streets because actually, if the world was ending you both wouldn’t want to spend it anywhere else and with anyone else.

The train ride was so calm, so great, so both of you. You were not the kind of couple that needed all luxury, that needed to go out every weekend to have dinner on a fancy restaurant, that needed to buy each other expensive gifts and needed to share every detail of what you did. You were simple. You were comfortable discovering a new world and experiencing things together on your own way and your own time. Neither of you needed all of those stuff. You only needed each other. You needed to feel the warm of each others body, you needed to be graced by the sound of each others laugh and voice, you needed to see the smile on each others faces and to know that even when times get hard you’d always have each other. Your relationship wasn’t perfect, none are. But in the end of the day love always win and if you love each other and it’s meant to be the rest will be history.

As the sun was starting to rise, you leaned your back in Harry’s chest so you could both see the view from the big glass window. You had your hair loosened on his chest as he envolved you on his arms hugging you from behind supporting his chin by the top of your head. The light yellow sun made the snow even whiter and more resuscitating by touching it with its rays. The sky had this lilac and orange colors, and it seemed to have a breeze air, you couldn’t confirm it though as the train was warmed by a heater. You’d start murmuring to the song Turning Page by Sleeping at Last which caused Harry to smile tenderly. He knew you were doing it by a reflex and actually didn’t think he was going to listen to it, but he did. And he smiled because this had been you guys song for almost three years now.

—Your love’s my turning page, where only the sweetest words remain — Harry would start singing really close to your ears. Really close and really softly, causing you to smile now but never taking your eyes of the view of the window — Every kiss is a cursive line. Every touch is a redefining place — You’d close your eyes caressing his arm around you and then opening your eyes again, messing with his rings that covered the fingers on his strong hands.

— I surrender who I’ve been, for who you are — You’d complement the song lycris with your eyes closed, feeling nothing more than peace.

— For nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart — Harry kept singing holding you tight, because he never would want to let you slip away of his embrace — If I had only felt how it feels to be yours, I would’ve known what I’ve been living for.

— What I’ve been living for! — You complemented. There’s no other place either of you would want to be now. Of course this wasn’t the trip that you both planned, but it was better. It was different, funny and relaxing, and that’s the one thing for you.

You both got out of that train feeling nothing more than peace, and that’s the spirit of the holidays, isn’t it? The cold sharp of air hitted your face immidietely and you both rushed to get a car that could take you to the holiday house. Gemma would probably kills both of you for not being properly wrapped up but she actually didn’t, thank god for her to be sleeping.

When you both arrived at the house you struggled a bit to unlock it with the keys but it worked and you came across a beautiful Christmas decoration with a huge christmas tree with a lot of lights and some other cute decorations too. It almost felt like North Pole but it would probably be ten times colder than it was here. You both left your bags on the living room floor and went to take a small tour on the house, when you arrived at the kitchen there were a plate full of brownies and a small note.

Harry & Y/N,

we couldn’t wait for you to arrive because we were so sleepy but we did those brownies for you guys. Eat it, you must be hungry! We love you and we're looking foward to see you in the morning

— love, Anne.

— Your mother is the best person on the entire universe! — You’d say showing the note to Harry and grabbing yourself a piece of brownie as he took the small paper on his hands to read it himself as you took a bite from one brownie— And those brownies are the best thing I’ve ever eaten.

TO BE CONTINUED.... Christmas special part 1

#harry and y/n #harry styles and y/n #HARRYxMODELY/N #HARRYxMODELY/NxCHRISTMAS #harry styles imagine #harry styles imagines #harry x reader #harry styles x you #harry styles x reader

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limitless-rose · 4 years

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The Signs as things I heard in school

♈ Aries: *angry guy playing volleyball with annoying classmates* ARE YOU THAT STUPID, YOU JUST HAVE TO HIT THE BALL- Oh ffs, I want to switch teams, you guys suck. NO, Y'ALL CAN SHUT THE FUCK UP, GO AWAY.

♉ Taurus: *student is told to stop eating* BUT MISS, I'm like SO HUNGRY and the break was too short, please I need food- *another student, in defense* Yes miss, we're dying of hunger, please let her eat.

♊ Gemini: Guyyys guess whaaat, the teacher is not coming, let's all cry together, boo hoo hoo *sarcasm*

♋ Cancer: *forced smile and teary-eyed when asked "Is everything alright??" multiple times* Y-yeah, totally... I-I just had a rough day and all... *sniff* I-I'll try to be more p-positive, t-thank you...

(That was literally me today in afternoon school, lmao, oops-)

♌ Leo: Yeah, basically I'm skipping the last two periods to go have some coffee with my friends. How about you? You can come with me if you want!

♍ Virgo: Well sorry, but I've read aND LEARNED BY HEART EVERY ONE OF THESE RULES THAT YOU'VE TAPED ON THE WALL, and it doesn't say ANYWHERE that you can kick me out just because I JUMPED UP A FENCE when the gate was closed and RAN ALL THE WAY UP HERE so that I wouldn't miss your lesson. FUCK PHYSICS, I'M GONNA BECOME A LAWYER AND SUE EVERYONE.

♎ Libra: *teacher gives a certain task to each student whuch includes going in a specific location* I want to go there too! No, wait, this one is better! But that's not fair, I was about to pick that one. NO, OMG, I HAVE TO GO THERE.

♏ Scorpio: *talking about how funerals are uncomfortable because of the heavy atmosphere and someone jokes about a personal experience* Hahahaha, umm, I'm totally laughing at your comment and not like disrespecting the dead person by laughing on the subject of funeral.

♐ Sagittarius: So if the teachers aren't willing to help us organize this 5 day trip and coming with us, we are gonna protest by locking the school and not going to our classes. Who's with me?

♑ Capricorn: I mean, yes, not having classes is fun and stuff but what about the grades of this semester? Or our finals?

♒ Aquarius: *after half the lesson had passed because the teacher was talking about something else* Alright, as the vice president of the class, I have an announcement to make. We need to have a class discussion about all the things we need to take care of so could we please do this right now? *teacher rolls eyes in disbelief*

(Okay but like for my classmates "class discussion" = 5 minutes of actual discussion and 40 minutes of yelling/fighting/causing chaos because of all the things they throw at each other, oh my lord help)

♓ Pisces: You know, I think we should all just take a break from all that stress and do something relaxing, like going on vacation together! So what do you think about traveling to Bahamas?

#astrology #zodiac #aries #taurus #gemini #cancer #leo #virgo #libra #scorpio #sagittarius #capricorn #aquarius #pisces #random #yeah idk #for fun ig #noni's life #oof help

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samiii274-blog · 7 years

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(From the bottom of my heart... Fuck you) Chapter 1- Leave me alone

“Rafi I-” “Don’t call me that. You are a lying bitch. Don’t speak to me.” He hadn’t raised his voice yet, which was good, but from the look on his face, he was going to. “Rafael, this is important. I’m-” “I don’t wanna fucking hear it!” He stood up suddenly and glared down at me. “You are a lying cheating bitch! Get the fuck out of my house. If you ever come near me again I’ll get a damn restraining order against you!”

5 years later I had been a doctor for about 3 years now. Being one and having a daughter was hard, but I managed. I moved to North Carolina so I wouldn’t have to see my ex. I was thinking about him when I got a call from my best friend Liv. “Hey Liv, what’s up?” “Hey, I know this is asking a lot but I was wondering if you could come down to New York and examine a victims body?” I sighed. “How long would I be down there for?” “Until the case is over. I can say for sure how long that’ll be.” “Alright, I’ll be down there with my daughter by tomorrow evening.” “Thanks so much Lizzy!” She hung up. This was not going to be a fun trip.

I arrived in New York at around 4 pm the next day and Liv greeted me and my very cranky daughter at the precinct. She immediately whined as soon as she saw the vending machine. “Mama! I want a cookie!” I sighed. “Jamie, let mommy talk to her friend and then I’ll get you a snack, alright?" She nodded and Liv walked up to me. "Ohmygod Lizzy! It’s been too long!” She hugged me as I put Jamie down. “I know Liv! I need to visit more often.” She nodded in agreement and I heard Jamie let out an audible “oof” as she bumped into a man and fell on her butt. He started to apologise but Jamie ran behind my leg. “Mama! It’s a giant!” I laughed and he came up and shook my hand. “Detective Carisi. You must be Dr. Holloway.” I nodded. “And who is this cutie?” She came out from behind my leg. “I’m Jamie!” She gave him a huge smile. Liv turned to the door, where 3 detectives walked in. “Alright everyone, this is Dr. Holloway. She will be examining our vic. Lizzy, this is Detective Fin Tutuola, Detective Amanda Rollins, and Detective Nick Amaro. And this-” she picks up Jamie and tickled her. “Is Jamie Holloway, Lizzy’s adorable daughter.” Jamie giggled and Liv put her down as I shook everyones hand. Maybe New York wouldn’t be so bad after all.

“She has burns in the shape of keys, coat hangers, paperclips, she even has some that look like they could be from the top part of a whisk. Signs of vicious sexual assault including tearing in the vagina and rectum, plus bleeding. Condom lubricant matches a common brand. Rope burns and bruises on her wrists, ankles, and thighs. Cause of death is blunt force trauma to the back of the head. And, here’s the interesting part, he took one of her teeth. Probably as a souvenir.” Liv shook her head. “This guy is a pro.” I turned around. “If he’s this good, he’s probably done this before. Look for unsolved cases with a matching M.O.” Liv nodded. Thanks Lizzy. Can you go over all the injuries with the A.D.A?“ I nodded yes, and covered the body back up.

I was in the precinct waiting for the A.D.A when Liv came in with.. him. As soon as he saw me he stopped in his tracks. "Cariño..” I closed my eyes and clenched my fists. “Don’t call me that Rafael. You lost that right when you threatened me.” Liv looked back and forth between the two of us. “You two know each other?” I gritted my teeth. “More than know. This is the ADA huh?” Raf looked and me and nodded. “I am.” I laughed. “So you finally decided you were tired of popping 18 year olds cherries and getting them pregnant?” He had a shocked look on his face. “P-pregnant?” I laughed again, but louder. “What the hell do you think I was trying to tell you that day you idiot? Y'now, the day you said ‘Get the fuck out of my house, if I ever see you again I’ll get a damn restraining order against you!’. Remember that?” He touched my arm. “Lizzy, I thought-” I smacked his hand off me. “You thought what? That I was cheating on you? I told you I went to visit my brother that day! And I did! But since he wears cologne, you thought I was cheating. The only reason I went to see my brother was because I was looking for ways to tell you. By the way, your daughters name is Jamie, and if you ever bring me to court for custody.. well I hope you realize that it took me 2 seconds to reach into my pocket and press record on my phone. You lost your right to call me Lizzy. Address me as Dr. Holloway and only that, or you can find another doctor. Preferably one you haven’t slept with.” He had his head in his hands and I went into the room with the vending machine where my daughter was. I picked her up and got her ready to leave. As we walked past her father. He stared at Jamie with a defeated look on his face and I picked her up and held her so she couldn’t see him. “Goodbye Rafael.”

GUYYYS! THIS IS THE FIRST CHAPTER OF MY NEW BOOK! ITS ALSO ON WATTPAD AND WILL BE UPDATED THERE FIRST. My Wattpad is samsvu18. TELL ME HOW YOU LIKE IT AHDBVAVSNWBSNBCBSNAHXVSNANVAJZJD

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facebymalin · 5 years

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icouldcallyoubabyd0ll · 7 years

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NYC TRIP IN NOVEMBER GUYYYS

So me and hubby's one year of wonderful blissful marriage is in November so we are traveling to NYC to celebrate and explore :) We have never been there!! Tips, places to go, things to do, ANYTHING about NYC, tell me guys, We wanna have a great time seeing the city :)

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