#Jo is the love of my life

[javierpena-inatacvest]

hi bby ✨ I’m hoping to spread a little love around today (it is someone’s birthday after all — so you might see others answering this)!

I am a big fan of people enjoying cake and celebrating, and sometimes cake can be just tooting your own horn 💁‍♀️ so with that in mind, I’d love to know what THREE pieces of work you’re super proud of that you’d recommend others reading, and why 🍰

Hi my sweet Jo!!! 🥺💛 Thank you so much for the birthday wishes!!

I’m not normally one for tootin’ my own horn (although fun fact I did play the trumpet in middle school LMAO) but I appreciate you thinking I even have enough to toot about 😂 that being said, here are my 3 things I think I am the most proud of out of all my work!!

1. Whatever My Wife Wants- husband!javi x wife!reader

This is a more recent one I wrote from a request from my sweet @honeyedmiller (hehe ily dev) based on the pictures of Pedro as Lucien (YUM). I know notes are so subjective, but I was not expecting that fic to blow up the way it did, and I was super proud of how it turned out 🥹

2. Cramps- Husband!Frankie x wife!reader

This was my first fic I ever wrote for Frankie. I was SO nervous to post bc I was a Javi exclusive girlie before this, and was so worried that people wouldn’t like it, or I wouldn’t get Frankie right, but I was really happy with the final product and flattered that so many people had nice things to say about it!!

3. It’s Never Too Late- Javier Peña x OFC

NTL will always be my pride and joy. This was the first fic I ever posted, and I have poured so much of my heart and soul into this silly lil story. Never ever EVER in a million years would I have thought it would have blown up in the way it did after deciding to post it on a whim, but I will be so forever thankful the I did. I will always be so proud of this story 💛 ily Javi and Osita

And ily my dear Jo, thanks for letting me do a little birthday bragging 😭🥹💕

[royalarmyofoz]

hello i love her<3

[logansargey]

I could be a good mother.

Every time I see baby Max, I get hit with a wave of guilt and sadness. I just want to go back in time and give him a hug and raise him the way he deserves.

[sunnysideray]

✨ 💖 ladies 💖 ✨

Hehehe, Reverse!AU/Genderbend AU tima~

Made the 3 lil shits but ✨ girlie pop ✨ (Rus, Ray, and Quinn -technically speaking-), so meet Chel, Raine, and Christi <3

This is my yuri pride post for the Gay Month ™️ /j lol

[leonsliga]

Why’s everyone always squeezing manu like that

like be it his waist, arm, shoulder idek they always digging their hands into him (i’d do the same but point still stands)

What can I say? Sometimes cute aggression gets the better of you and you’ve just gotta give the man a good squeeze 😅

Bonus: some shirt pulling because someone simply couldn’t wait their turn for a Manu hug

And besides, who can blame them? Has there ever been anyone cuter than Manuel Peter Neuer?

[luciawithoutj]

Me when Bluza bridge:

[natkhat-sa-shyam]

Isn't it beautiful? When

someone waits for you at home.

someone is there for you to look after your meals.

someone looks for your health.

someone prays for you everyday.

someone puts you to sleep every fckin day.

That intimacy of sleeping together in each others arms. You slowly sleep in her arms imagining a family with her while she's patting your back. Putting each others to sleep and your morning starts with her love. It's a different kinda sukoon♡

[nikholascrow]

hear me out little women marauders au

Amy is regulus

Lourie is James

Jo is Sirius

Beth is Peter

Meg is Lily

Megs husband (forgot his name) is Mary

professor Bhaer is Remus

this is either my best or worst idea ever

[tarraxahum]

A rare sighting of Alex, my first ever not-self-insert OC. Honestly should've been a prime evidence that I'm gay, because, well, look at her. That's taste on my part.

[arinmoss]

Lilith wip (he/him!)

[psalm40speakstome]

See You In My 19th Life: We thought I killed you but I was trying to protect you

Destined With You: I did kill you but it was to protect you

Moon In The Day: I killed you. But I was protecting you from a version of yourself you never wanted to be

[arctixout]

Truly warms my heart to see NGVOT and Demoni being the most streamed songs from the live album

Here's an excel sheet for you guys who don't have Spotify on your computer (song/streams)

[lilacerull0]

i have never mentioned my age on this blog because i was a pretentious freak who wanted to be beyond being human, but wahhhh i will be 20 on sunday, this is the first birthday i am HYPED about and nothing will happen jdkskfkd

[rosalie-starfall]

Miranda Richardson, Sharon Horgan & Bryony Hannah

Dead Boss - 2012

[flyby303]

I mean, I knew Choji wouldn’t let Jo touch him, but DAMN!

[themyscirah]

It was there, before it was there.

For Hal, it was dreams. Awake and asleep, he would finally fly. There he went farther and faster than his father ever did. Tinged in green, he would touch the stars. But it always ended the same. He was a Jordan, after all. At least the end was warm, like sunlight.

Guy got knocked down a lot. Picked himself back up a lot too. Sometimes went down again right after. Each time though, for a second after, he could only see green.

John heard voices. Sometimes just a few, a council, old and wise-- sometimes more: a town, a city, a planet. They all wanted something. Wanted him to do- to be- ..... something. Well, they could just get in line.

Kyle would know things sometimes. But only sometimes. Moments in between moments. In his dreams, he always knew his father's face. They would smile, and talk, and share a drink. Then his eyes would open, and the blurry photo would return.

Once Simon saw an injured squirrel on the ground. It looked almost dead. He touched it, and it rose up and scurried away. His arm ached. His mother scolded him for using the markers (what markers?) again. He took it as a sign. Courage.

Jessica knew whispers well. They told her that she was a mess. That she was weak, or scared. Sometimes it was her own voice. Sometimes it wasn't. Sometimes, it even told her she was strong. Brave.She always liked those ones the best.

Jo's phone never died. Or rather, never stayed dead. On nights she would stumble in, tired from work, friends, or if she was lucky, the cute girl at the bar, she would leave her nearly-dead phone on her desk, cord forgotten. In the morning though, it would always be ready for her, battery life pulsing green.

It was there, before it was there.