#harlow extra

[bumblingbunny]

You are challenged by Gym Leader Harlow!

Harlow’s gym is on the beach in an area that feels very much like Sulani. She’s turned her leadership into a business and the area near her gym is very touristy. A percentage of the profits go to conservation efforts though, so it’s all worth it! (The other percentage goes into her pockets but nobody talks about that.)

for @samssims‘s Pokemon Picks monthly theme    

[hydn-jpg]

redraw of this piece!! i mentioned in that post that i would redraw it at some point and ig that time is now! (i meant to post this before id2 came out but i got really busy so y'know lol better late than never)

i like to think i've improved! still can't draw chairs though haha

side by side comparison under the cut + rambly artist commentary(?):

i still have a long way to go in learning proper anatomy but i think the new pose looks a lot more natural and comfortable! also ~sexier~ perhaps

i tried to make the bg look closer to the actual cg they used in the book, i am arguably better at doing backgrounds now i think! i used to not put a lot of thought into it and just blocked out random shapes and called it a day (okay, i still do that now lol but i put more care into it now !! i try to make the shapes a bit more distinct and actually plan and sketch it out rather than draw some blobs and hope for the best ldkfkhsl). also more colour range(?) to give it a bit more depth!!)

i'd also like to add that i think i'm also better at figuring out compositions now, idk how it is for y'all but when i look at the original my eyes can't help but just fall to the centre, bc there's no focal point(?) or anything that's visually interesting for the eyes to land on. plus with the way it's structured, my eyes just naturally fall to center (+ bottom half bc the skin showing through the rips are bright in contrast to the black) >_> in contrast, in the redraw your eyes are automatically drawn to the face bc it's arguably the most interesting thing on the canvas and thus acts as the visual anchor of sorts (plus there is enough contrast with the background to make cas stand out instead of blend in)

even though i cringe looking at the og i can't help but to also feel endeared bc this was one of the first immortal desires fanart i ever did and also one the first of my posts to do really well! i never expected to get that much attention since i was only posting casually but it really warmed my heart reading all the lovely comments and motivated to draw more :D

it's also really fun seeing how much my art style and techniques have evolved! i don't think i use any of the same brushes i used to use for my old pieces anymore now haha. i also watched the timelapse for the old one and am honestly kind of in awe at how my different my drawing process used to be!!

i still have a lot to learn (esp in terms of anatomy, lighting, shading etc.) but i'm happy with where i am rn! the great thing about being a hobbyist is that there isn't really any pressure for me to improve quickly so i can just take my time haha (except maybe from imposter syndrome but that's neither here nor there)

i think i could've drawn his face and expression a bit better but i think this is a satisfying enough redraw for now!

btw, these are just my thoughts! i am not an art student so the things i said might not be technically correct but this is how i make sense of things in my brain

[nattinatalia]

This fit and the KY chain? Yeah he loves me fr 🤭🥵🥵🥵

[1eos]

as a kind and considerate girl boyfriend i would not stop usher from serenading leo. nor would i stop leo from throwing it back on usher if that was in his heart in that moment. even tho that would be all he talked abt for the next 400 years 😭

[florenceisfalling]

if ur ocs had 24 hours of prep time to hunt each other down hunger games style what order would they win in

forget "24 hours + hunger games style," im going for the actual fucking hunger games. hell yeah brother.

for my own purposes i removed any characters in a currently-being-worked-on or unreleased project that i want to keep semi-under-wraps (haunted home, etc), as well as anything outdated (beyond the waves, stitchstrings) or made as a fan character (sheridan, aero). for not making anyone too overpowered purposes i removed anyone with too crazy of abilities or nonhuman-ness (orchestra, etc). and for narrowing down purposes i removed ocs who seemed too old (liri, etc, though ages are weird in my stories).

this leaves...

luis: dies near instantly. he doesn't know how the outdoors work and he's frightened too easily. would be intensely mourned by the viewers.

tripp: too kind to fight. hides until she can't anymore and gets killed.

august and daisy: would live a while, but die trying to protect each other in an ambush. august's seizures would make it harder for him to survive and daisy is a good athlete but not well-practiced enough at aiming or targeting with a weapon. they'd be star-crossed lovers anyway.

cassidy: would not last. unaccustomed to the outdoors, but also would be too paranoid to get any rest until she succumbs and passes out in a dangerous place

harlow: wouldn't last super long, despite being experienced in a fight. her particular brand of trickery and fawning works on people with more power over her, but not in a scenario where everyone is cornered into killing.

tiva: would be solidly prepared for a lot of things wrt the environment, but ultimately does not know how to stay out of sight. would last a good while but not forever. might kill themself in protest and refusal to hurt anyone.

huxley: would probably spend his time wandering until he finds a nice place to kill himself in knowledge of what others might do to him or what might happen in general.

holly: definitely one of the best-prepared. unfortunately cannot let her win because she's too katniss-like and it'd be too on the nose. sorry. so i guess she'd probably approach an injured daisy (still mourning august) to put her out of her misery and then get killed by daisy being paranoid in the process, tangled up in death together.

maverick: violent, awfully so, but still too cocky.

asad: would actually head for the cornucopia for supplies. not as fast as lilith though, they might scuffle over something which would end in asad's death.

lilith: very capable of killing, very clever. in another life, she'd win by setting traps. in this one? she'd head for the cornucopia and stock up, get out of there fast, but she'll hesitate to kill anyone younger than her. which would lead to her getting killed by...

roxeanne: charming enough to win viewer support, clever enough to stay hidden, fucking batshit and violent enough to go crazy. most of these characters would have some sort of hesitation to kill someone young, if at all, but roxie sees everyone as an adult because she sees her young self as one. no one is off-limits. anyone not killed by maverick would be taken out by roxie.

ty for asking :)

[klywrites]

would Crina accept a grilled cheese sandwich made with kraft cheese slices?

😒... How dare.

No, she would want real cheese! Cheddar and mozzarella, maybe even jalapeno jack. And she wouldn't want just a sandwich, she'd want a panini.

Harlowe having Kraft Singles is so on brand for her though that I think Crina could tolerate it if she were having a really bad day maybe. Give her some soup too, that'd be nice.

[myocblog4]

lesbian warrior who wields a labrys

[resmarted]

ride for my dogs die for my dogs

[heavyhitterheaux]

Gym Crush (NSFW)

AN: all imma say is blame Melissa @a-moment-captured 😂🤣

Synopsis: Jack has been going to your gym for a while now, and you've developed a little crush. So you also developed a plan to get him to notice you.

Pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

Requested by: my bestie @a-moment-captured 💕

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You had your eyes on him ever since he had walked through the door that evening and you couldn’t help but to be easily distracted from completing your workout.

What should have only taken you thirty to forty-five minutes was now on its way to taking you an hour and a half and it was entirely his fault.

Especially because of those back muscles that he was putting on display.

And this happened every single time that you saw him.

When you discovered that one of your celebrity crushes, Jack Harlow, came to your gym sometimes with his trainer, you knew that you had to shoot your shot. You weren't one of those girls that just stood around and waited for a man to approach you. If you wanted it, you went to go get it.

Since Jack noticed that he would see you on a regular basis, the two of you would speak to each other, but that was as far as you had gotten.

Tonight you noticed that he was by himself and it was getting pretty late when you decided to make your move. The gym would be closing in about another two hours or so and you figured this was the perfect opportunity.

It was now or never, right?

The two of you were the only ones currently in the weight lifting section of the gym as you began making your way towards him currently working on the lat pulldown machine.

You waited until he was finished with his set to tap him on the shoulder and he turned to look over at you.

“Hey.” You softly said and you noticed that Jack had been taking in your gym outfit which consisted of a workout bra and biker shorts.

“Hey, I saw you earlier when I got here, but it looked like you were in your zone so I didn't say anything.”

“I'm almost finished now and I was wondering if you could spot me? I've never done this much weight before so it would be nice to have an extra set of hands just in case.” You sweetly said and Jack stood up from the machine and you took note of how much he towered above you.

“Sure, what are you working on?”

“Squats.” You answered and you quickly saw him smirk before trying to cover it up and remain with a neutral facial expression.

“Let's get to it then.”

When you had gone down into your first squat, you made sure to poke your ass all the way out and once you did that, your body couldn't help but to graze Jack as you attempted to hide your smirk.

This continued until you got all the way to twelve which was the end of your set and once Jack helped you place the barbell back on the rack, you felt him lean forward to whisper in your ear.

“I have another workout in mind.”

“Oh really? What kind?” You whispered back as you glanced at him over your shoulder.

“A workout just for me and you.”

—-

All that could be heard was skin against skin as Jack had his hand over your mouth and bent over the counter that was in the bathroom in the locker room.

He had told you multiple times to be quiet so that no one would hear the two of you and figured that putting his hand over your mouth was his last option.

“Y/N, someone is going to hear us if you don't quiet your little pretty self down. Can you do that for me?”

Nodding your head was the only answer that you were able to give him because of how much pleasure you were in.

Coming to this gym for over two years, you knew when it would be slow and barely anyone would be in there, so you quickly took advantage of it and reassured him that no one would walk in on the two of you.

Even though Jack’s hand was over your mouth, your muffled whimpers and moans could still be heard which made him increase his pace as you were trying to hold onto the counter to steady yourself. When he felt as if you were pulling away from him, he quickly pulled you back and reached down to massage small circles along your clit which had your eyes rolling back because of how close you knew you were.

Just then the two of you heard footsteps coming into the locker room and Jack immediately halted his movements. He slowly backed the two of you into one of the many bathroom stalls with his hand still covering your mouth as the footsteps were coming closer. He then continued his task of massaging your clit and you were about to lose it right then and there.

“You better not make a sound.” He whispered in your ear as you heard the water turn on at the sink, and you assumed that they were washing their hands.

That was when Jack slowly began moving in and out of you once more and you were fighting every urge not to cry out. Once the sink had turned off, the two of you still heard footsteps and then noticed that they had sat down and whipped out their phone as Jack had peeked through the crack In the door.

Jack then increased his pace and you just knew for a fact that your legs were going to give out at any second.

“Shh, you're being so good for me.”

It didn't take long for you to reach your peak with Jack following soon after and he quickly turned you around to face him as he placed several kisses on your lips in order for you to remain quiet.

“Such a good girl.”

The footsteps that you originally heard were finally becoming more distant and you felt as if you could breathe again.

“Fuck.” You quietly muttered while moving a piece of hair that had quickly stuck to your face because of your previous activities.

“I didn't realize that I would be doing two workouts instead of one.” You said while looking up at him and all you did was smirk.

“I know you didn't need my help with that weight because I've seen you lift heavier. You think I didn't notice that your eyes had been on me the entire night?” Jack asked and all you could do was laugh.

“Well I think next time I'm going to need help with my chest press.”

“Nah, forget all that. The next workout you’re about to do only involves one thing.”

“And what would that be?”

“You riding me.”

[gccdwitch]

The idea had seemed a little ridiculous from the start. She doesn’t need the publicity. She’s Jolene Moon for fuck’s sake. Anything she does is guaranteed to be a success solely because her name’s attached to it. But if Harlowe could convince at least one of her parents she was in love with this random dude and prove she could act well enough to fool even them… then maybe they would finally allow her to do some acting instead of lecturing her about her privilege every time she brought it up. It hadn’t seemed like a difficult task up until she saw just how awkward Jett got. She understands in a way; she doesn’t completely get it nor does she relate but she can see why events and a lie like this could make someone nervous. Still, Harlowe refuses to coddle him. The ruse is going to be up before it even really starts if he keeps on acting like this. She nestles closer to Jett, hooking a finger around one of his belt loops to keep him close in case he fucking runs or something. “You want to rehearse… being a couple?” It’s thinly-veiled mockery but also, not that she would admit it, she’s just the tiniest, teeniest bit curious. “Why? Have you never dated anyone before?” She turns to him (those lip-readers on tiktok just love targeting her), bats her lashes and places her free hand on his chest. “Look, it’s only for an hour or two tops today. And then we’re free to do what we want. Plus, you got the easy part of the job, Jeff. Pretending you’re mad for me isn’t hard. Everyone’s already obsessed with me. And I’m hot and charming so… honestly, the hardest part would be to not actually fall in love with me.”

Under normal circumstances Jett wouldn't have even considered being involved in a PR relationship, but for the last few years his stardom has been on the decline. Uncomfortable as this makes him, he has to constantly remind himself that all of this publicity is for the sake of the band. Though that doesn’t make it any easier. If you factor in his lack of love life, along with the pressure of a public relationship, it’s already a nightmare to deal with, not to mention Harlowe is probably one of the most intimidating celebrities he’s been around. One of the biggest pop stars with a controversial public reputation? Yeah, it’s no wonder he’s incredibly stiff around her. “Sorry. This is just… overwhelming.” Understatement of the year. Though like she said, Jett proceeds to take a few steps closer to Harlowe until they’re brushing shoulders. Then he proceeds to awkwardly slip his arm around her waist. “This feels like something we should’ve practiced before a big event.”

[the1920sinpictures]

1929 Colleen Moore dancing with Neil Hamilton (who in the 1960s gained a new fan base as Commissioner Gordon on "Batman"!) in "Why Be Good". That's platinum haired Jean Harlow on the left who was an uncredited extra in this film. By the end of the year her career took off!

[midnighthazee]

Greenridge ABO Series

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Warnings: Torture, mentions of abuse, mentions of blood, explicit language, name calling, fear, near death experiences....

WC: 1757

Chapter 1

“I have business to handle with the Harlow pack tomorrow. Frankie and Triston are going with me to meet with our allies. I need you here to be in charge of the house while I’m gone.” Alpha Lewis says to Hayes.

“You got it. I will keep you updated.” Hayes nodded his head.

“I know nothing will really be going on around here but I will be gone for a few days. Maids should be here to clean at 9 am… Oh and uh, make sure they feed the omegas. I think they forgot yesterday.” Lewis rolled his eyes as if it was silly for them to have forgotten.

“Surprised I can’t hear their stomachs growling from up here.” Milo chuckled, walking into the room.

“Y’all two stay out of trouble this time. Last time you burned down my shed.” Lewis pointed a finger at Milo.

“Hey…it was old anyways. We built you a nicer one.” Milo said.

“Yeah so I don’t want to lose this one either.” Lewis said, leaving the room.

Lewis is Alpha to the Nyko pack. A pack known for its ruthless leader, large numbers, and murderous ways. Alpha Lewis took over two of the neighboring packs, making them all submit to his rule. Anyone who refused, he slaughtered in front of their family. In doing so, he grew vastly in territory and numbers, now having nearly fifty members loyal to him. No one dares cross him, for a war could break out - most of the surrounding packs don’t even come close to the numbers he has. 

For the most part, any remaining packs that neighbor his territory live in harmony with him. They stay on their land and out of his way and he doesn’t overtake their land.

Alpha Lewis’s immediate pack consists of a lesser alpha, five betas and three omegas. The lesser alpha is his younger brother as well as one of the betas. The rest of the people under his rule live in their own dwellings and not in his house like the immediate pack. A few members of the pack share rooms but the omegas are kept locked up in the basement.

Nightfall was approaching as Hayes and Milo unlocked the padlock on the basement door. Alpha Lewis had left late morning and should be in Harlow territory by now. Which means he’s far away and off-the grid for the rest of the night. He will probably check in tomorrow morning but for now, the boys were home with just the omegas. The two other betas left behind decided to go see a movie in town.

The basement was half finished. The unfinished part had prison looking cells - one for each omega and an extra. Cement walls and flooring with reinforced steel bars in the front. The walls and floors were damp from leaks, the air smelling of piss and mildew. Each cell had a metal cot with a thin mat on a wire frame, a hole in the ground for them to relieve themselves, and a chain embedded into the wall and connected at the ankle of the omega inside.

The omegas were filthy, hair matted, and covered in injuries and bruises both old and new. They cowered into the back corner as the young alpha and beta appeared. They stopped at one of the female’s door. It was their favorite omega - YOU. You whined, pushing yourself further into the back wall, but they just laughed. 

“C’mon bitch….we wanna play.” Milo taunted.

Hayes opened your door and stepped inside. You cowered in the corner, shaking and shying away as he unlocked the cuff on your ankle. Then he snatched you up and guided you out. You winced in pain as he forced you to walk. You knew Alpha Lewis must be gone if they decided to “play” with you. They only took you out to play when he wasn’t home to boss them around and keep them busy. So they use you to stay entertained.

You endured whatever game they came up with, knowing no one would take your side or care what they did to you. Their latest interest is a game of hunting. And it seemed like it would be the same game again tonight as they led you through the living room towards the back door.

Wincing at the bright lights, you looked down and tried not to trip over your own feet as you walked. Your limbs hurt, you were tired and hungry, and you were not in the mood to entertain them. Not that you ever were, but most nights they bring you out, you use it to your advantage and study the terrain. One day you will escape, and when you do, you will know how to get away. But tonight, you didn’t have it in you.

“Alright bitch… run.” Milo commanded with an eager smile.

Your feet were heavy and you felt like doing anything but running. All the walking made you lightheaded honestly and you wanted to just curl up and die. You drop to the floor, sitting as your hands support you from fully laying on the floor.

They both sigh dramatically.

“I think she needs some motivation..” Hayes says.

Milo pulls a gun from the back of his pants. It was a BB gun, modified to have a stronger shot and shoot bigger pellets. He aims it at you, touching the side of your head. Your breath catches in your throat as you slowly turn to see the barrel of the gun aimed at you. Hayes flashed his BB gun too.

“I got new pellets…” Milo wiggles his eyebrows. “They are silver.”

Hayes whips his head to his brother, brows furrowed.

“So… run.” Milo growls.

You scramble to your feet and take off, knowing too much silver will kill you. You hear the pop of the gun and hear the whoosh of a pellet go by your ear. He just missed you. You run into the treeline, heading for cover in the woods.

“Silver?! Are you nuts? We aren’t out here to kill her.” Hayes speaks lowly. 

“Relax… I won't hit her much. I just want to use these special ones here.” Milo holds out a gloved hand with pellets in it.

“Why are they blue?” Hayes reaches for one.

“Don’t touch without gloves. Each one contains a small dose of cobalt.”

Hayes steps back quickly. “What the hell?”

“I have an antidote. I’m not gonna kill her.” Milo rolls his eyes.

“Silver is one thing Milo, but cobalt?” Hayes lectures. “Lewis can’t find out we do this when he’s away…remember?”

“She’s getting away, c’mon.” Milo says, running into the woods after you.

This went on for over an hour. They would get too close when you stopped to catch your breath, which was often, and you would feel the pellets pierce your skin. The pain kept the adrenaline pumping, pushing you to get up from behind whatever tree or bush you were using to hide and keep running. This was the first time they used silver pellets. Most of the time the regular pellets hurt enough to keep you running away, especially when they got too close. But this pain was much worse. 

One of the first times they decided to play their little hunting game with you, you decided that the pain wasn’t worth all the running. You refused to play along and in turn you were badly beaten - worse than the pellets would have been. They threatened to tell Alpha Lewis and when that didn’t scare you enough (because you knew he wasn’t home), they took to beating you. They broke three ribs and your leg. The healing was excruciating and took longer than it should have thanks to the terrible living conditions and lack of food.

They must have explained to Alpha Lewis what happened when he was gone because he didn’t say anything about your injuries and was more irritated with you than usual. He also withheld a few meals from you and kept you locked in the basement and used the other omegas for his fun for a while. From that day forward, she knew not to underestimate the brothers, or the absence of their alpha.

You ran as fast as your legs would go, the ground beneath your bare feet feeling like glass shards with every step. You huffed as you weaved between the trees and bushes.  You could feel the branches slashing at your skin as you ran past but you didn’t let it stop you. Plus the cover of night made it nearly impossible to see anything or where you were going.

As you ran, the world felt as if it began to tilt. You blinked and shook your head trying to focus. It didn’t work and you lost your footing, stumbling forward. You hit the ground with a thud, knocking the air from your lungs. You cough, trying to breathe in air as your heart pounded.

“We can smell your blood.” Hayes taunted.

Forcing yourself to stand, your limbs feel heavy. Wincing as you stand, you stumble as you try to stand straight. What was happening? Was this because you hadn’t eaten in like two days? You heard a branch snap behind you. Whipping your head around, you don’t see anything. They sounded close so you took off again. 

As you run, you begin to slow. It feels as if you're trudging through mud. You push with all your might but you don’t feel right. Looking around, you realize you’re not on your usual path. These trees haven’t been marked by you from the previous nights. There’s no dirt path beneath you either - at least that you can see in the darkness of the woods. Looking around, you were definitely lost. Fear creeped up as your stomach churned.

You run, hoping you can circle back to the path, afraid to run into any neighboring territories. Alpha warned you of the awful things they would do if they found you unwelcomed on their land. Shivering at the thought, your eyes feel heavy. You push through your head as it spins but it’s no use. You stumble over a tree root and tumble forward.

You reach a hill and manage to tumble down the ferns and ivy. Your body hits the ground with a thud and you feel yourself slipping into darkness, your whole body screaming at you in pain. When the brothers do find you, you are definitely going to pay for this.

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[slvttyharlow]

You're Beautiful.

Featuring. Jack Harlow x Fem! Black! Wife! Pregnant! Reader.

Request From [@inlovewithpandora]. Jack x fem!black!reader (wife) #1 - Person A being overly emotional and sensitive due to their pregnancy and Person B comforting them patiently + "I have stretch marks now." "And they look beautiful on you." Reader is beginning to feel insecure about her looks. She’s gaining weight and getting stretch marks and she begins to feel like Jack doesn’t find her attractive anymore (Jack actually loves her body more now that she’s pregnant) Jack comes home early and when he gets close to their bedroom he can hear sniffles and cries which makes him think she hurt her self so he storms in and finds her standing in front of the mirror crying. He asks her what’s wrong and she tells him she think he doesn’t find her attractive, she doesn’t like her body and etc. he brings her into his embrace and wipes her tears and tells her she’s still beautiful and comfort and reassures her. Post

Summary. When you start feeling insecure about your pregnancy, Jack reassures you that you'd always be beautiful in his eyes.

General Tags. Hurt w/ Comfort.

Content Warnings. Insecurities on gaining weight, pregnancy, insecurities on stretch marks, crying, doubts about Jack falling out of love, and Jack comforting you.

Word Count. 1,0k.

Notes. Girl, thank you so much for sending this prompt especially pregnant!reader/black!reader, I wanted to do one so bad so thank you. I'm so happy that I finished this cause I've been waiting to put it out!!

Extra. Requests are open, please read my rules beforehand! / Comments, likes, and reblogs are highly appreciated but not pressured.

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Jack decided to come home from the studio early to surprise you with the latest food you’ve been craving. He balances the food with one hand as he sticks the key in the door, turning the key, and pushing the door open. “Babe, I’m home!” he shouts as he makes his way to the kitchen setting the food and the keys on the counter. 

“Babe?” he looks around confused as he takes out his phone to see if you had texted him that you were going somewhere, it was not like you to not greet him when he came home, he was used to running into his arms with a huge smile on your face as you told him about your day and he would put his hand over your belly as he rubs it slightly as he talks to his baby boy.

When he sees no text from you, he assumes you’re just in the bedroom and didn’t hear him. He sets his phone on the counter before heading upstairs when he walks up to the door, he goes to knock but before he can, he hears you crying and a worried expression takes over his face as you might have hurt yourself and he rushes in to see you standing in front of the mirror with your hands on your stomach in nothing but your underwear, noticing the tears that were rolling down your cheeks. 

“What’s wrong?’ he questioned as he walked up to you, wrapping his arms around your stomach, rubbing it slightly. “Babe, I want you to be honest with me,” you sniffled as you lazily made eye contact with him in the mirror. “Yes baby, of course, I’m always honest with you.”

“Am I still attractive to you?” you looked down at your feet not wanting to see his reaction. Jack was surprised at your question, surprised at the fact that you would even think that there was a possibility for him not to be attracted to you. It makes him start to wonder if he wasn’t showing it enough to you and if he was in the studio too much. “Of course baby, why would you ever think that?” 

“Well for starters, none of my clothes fit me anymore now that I’m getting bigger. The maternity clothes are probably not sexy enough for you,” you fidget with your wedding ring as you talk.

“I have stretch marks now.” A frown forms on your face as your hands begin to rub against what you saw as problem areas. The marks ranged from your lower to mid stomach which made you feel insecure about wearing certain clothes around Jack because you didn’t want to amplify them and bring them to his attention. "And they look beautiful on you," you continue to avoid his eye contact not believing him.

“Hey… you want to know what I see?” he asked with a soothing voice. With a slight nod of your head, he brings a hand to your chin, lifting it gently so you can look at yourself in the mirror, “I see a very beautiful woman whose carrying our little bundle of joy,” he starts slowly tracing over your stretch marks as he continues to speak.

“Babe, you should not be ashamed of your stretch marks whether they stay or disappear, it’ll always be a reminder of you carrying our baby boy who would be happy to have you as his mother.” he wipes the tears away as he looks into your eyes as a small smile forms on your face, the same smile he fell in love with.

His eyes look down at your lips for a moment before looking back into your eyes as he bends down a bit so his lips can connect with yours, his hands still rubbing your swollen belly as your lips explored each other, the kiss was different than how you would normally kiss, it felt more soft and gentle. When you pull away from each other, you continue to look into the other's eyes, and a huge smile forms on his face. 

He got on his knees and faced your stomach as he laid kisses on each of your stretch marks and all you can do is smile and try to keep the new tears from falling down your face. “I loved your body before but I love it even more now that you’re pregnant and will forever love it for the rest of my life,” he kissed another one of your stretch marks and looked up at your loving smile that he fell in love with. 

You haven’t been more in love with him than at this moment, you knew that whenever you felt insecure about yourself, he’d come in and reassure you that you have nothing to worry about because in his eyes, you were perfect, you were the world to him.

“Come on, your food is getting cold,” he said as he got up off his knees, snaking an arm around your waist and pulling you closer to him as your eyes lit up. “You got me food?” he lets out a chuckle as he leads you downstairs, “Glad to see you back to your usual happy self.” he smiled as he looks down at you and you shoot him a smile back.

“Thanks to you, I love you so much,” once reaching the bottom step, he stops and brings you close to him as he shakes his head, “That’s impossible, I love you so much more.” you let out a chuckle and leaned more into his touch.

It was just something about him that made you feel safe whether it was his eyes or the smile that always knew how to bring you in, you couldn’t imagine life without him and he was the best thing to ever happen in your life and now you’re having a baby with him, a dream truly come true.

You just know that the baby will take after him with a father like Jack and a mother like you, he was going to be in good hands and both of you couldn’t wait for him to make his arrival.

🔖 @starpdfs, @livsters.

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[fizzysgayassposting]

the red vehicle obsessed family !!

Other vers and extra stuff/lore under the cut

second pic r their mothers . doug has a different mother to the other three btw he’s my little bastard child . Doug’s mother is called Harlow Swallow and she’s a prosecutor!! Her and blaise had a little workplace relationship and Doug was the result of that . Blaise was a dick and so Harlow and Blaise hate eachother !!

Sebby, Matt and Desirée’s mother is called Elodie Engarde !!! She worked with interpol for a bit and that’s how she met Blaise. They settled down and she had Desirée but then she was barred from working with Interpol on Blaise’s command. After she had Sebby she ‘disappeared’ but we all know what that means.

Matt took engarde as his last name in honour of his mother but mostly because it sounded better than Matt Debeste .

I like these guys very much.

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happy valentines day, dakota! 💖

not sure if this ones been asked yet, but the ro’s reactions to getting flowers, maybe?

hope you have a good day! :)

Viktor: Blushes a lot but puts them in a very prominent place in his dorm where everyone can see them. He’s used to getting flowers because his mom gets them for everyone for any possible occasion.

Theo: Makes such a huge deal about it. They kiss you, send a pic of the flowers to their family group chat, leaves them out as long as they possibly can. The flowers are, like, fully wilted before they’ll pitch them.

Charlie: Gushes over the flowers and tells you all the different meanings. Later, after you’re gone, they’ll call their moms and give the whole story. They’re the one who would learn how to dry flowers to keep a few blooms as a keepsake.

Luci: Probably almost cries the first time you give them flowers after all the Unchosen business. Their parents were never affectionate, even with gifts, so that kind of thoughtfulness is foreign to them. From MC, it means even more and kind of takes their breath away.

Cameron: They fully cry because their mom loved flowers and always had a fresh vase on the kitchen table. They display the flowers you give them in the kitchen just like she would’ve, and perhaps ask for an extra long cuddle at the end of the day.

Amri: They’ve gotten you flowers quite a few times by this point, most likely, but they’re incredibly touched that you return the sentiment. They’re used to doing the chasing and doting in their relationships so being the partner who is just appreciated for once is something they truly cherish.

Penny: Being a siren, she’s never gotten flowers before. She’s absolutely enthralled by them and spends quite a lot of time just staring at all the unique blooms. She’s rather taken with florals for awhile after this and makes quite a few dresses with floral fabric.

Harlow: They put on an indifferent front, but you could swear you see their lips tremble. They find a pretty vase, something vintage their grandmother had in her closet, and set the colorful blooms on their fireplace. You catch them looking at the flowers with fondness in their eyes more than once.

Avery: It’s been years since they trusted anyone with their heart, so the flowers are a novelty that make them quite emotional. They press a few in books to preserve them as a reminder.

Wraith: They don’t really get the meaning at first. They can’t remember much from their time as a human, but they know the flowers are somehow significant. As they brush their semi-incorporeal fingers over the petals, they cry pearlescent tears. They just wish they could take you into their arms, but they know that’s impossible.

Elis: They scoff at the mortal tradition, acting throughly disgusted by the flowers. However, when you walk in later and find them curled up in a chair in their reading corner, the flowers have been put in a vase sat on their side table.

Mor: Never in their entire immortal life did they ever think they would get flowers. They’re completely overjoyed with you, though, as they’ve always loved the concept of giving these short lived, delicate blooms to signify your love. Such short lives, yet flowers bring such joy.

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sus manos se alzan de forma inmediata a la altura de su pecho, sus palmas indican que eso es lo más cercano que le permitirá llegar, ya se imagina cómo terminaría todo si baja la guardia una vez más " no tiene sentido, theodore " queja, con esa falsa seguridad que lleva a todos lados desde hace un tiempo y que le sirve para no terminar de desmoronarse " si lo dejamos pasar una vez más estaremos en esta situación en ¿tres semanas? ¿un mes? " suspira entonces, nada en su vida para tener estabilidad últimamente " ¿no estás cansado? " pregunta después, con genuino interés, capaz haciéndose la pregunta también a ella misma.

por un minuto piensa en rebatir, pero de inmediato salta a la vista que no conseguirá nada con ello, porque lo cierto es que tiene razón. esas idas y vueltas parecen infinitas en su dinámica, pero tampoco sabe cómo cambiarlo cuando es lo único que conoce. larga un suspiro silencioso y después se acerca de a pocos hacia ella. “ está bien, ” con la voz similar a un susurro, “ me voy, si quieres. ” ofrece, sin juegos mentales esta vez. “ pero… ” condiciona, sin embargo, “ ¿acá es dónde termina de verdad? ¿ya no nos veremos más? ”