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[jakegyllenbaalz]

[reyesstrand]

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Everything about TK makes him forget. But then it all comes back to him slowly, not unlike a spark to kindling, leaving Carlos swallowing down his grief like the fire it is—trying to consume it all by himself so he’s the only one who feels the burn.

He glances out the half-open window, and sees the white dots of birds drifting on the low tide, and he wonders how he’s supposed to leave it all. The salty air, the pleasant sun, the way TK walks without a line of tension in his shoulders. He knows they’ve transcended all different sorts of honeymoon phases since they gave their relationship a real go a few years ago; he knows that they’ll still be them once Owen picks them up from Austin-Bergstrom and they go home to the loft and work and responsibilities and Lou II. But he doesn’t know how he’s supposed to go back to a life without his father.

what began as a few scenes i visualized and frantically wrote in my notes app after the episode turned into 7.3k words of carlos grappling with grief and how it can co-exist with love all on his and tk’s honeymoon, and i’m still so happy with it. to me, “heavy” by mary oliver (poem above) captures carlos’ headspace perfectly.

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[kitweewoos]

Hey kit! How are you? I'd love to hear about your original fiction idea that you adapted into the moodboard! I love fake dating!!

Hi Shae!! I'm good!! I would love to tell you about it!!! So, I've technically used this idea for a moodboard before, when I was making Original Fiction AU moodboards for Agents of Shield! However, I'm still in love with the idea, and I want to get back to it when I'm done with Lightning Boy (either that or Paint and the Stars, we'll see). It's code name "Bloom & Hal" after our two main characters, Bloom and Hal lol

Lou (he hates his first name Bloom so he always go by Lou) has a couple older brothers, but it's his baby brother, Cole's first year at college, because he skipped grades to graduate early, so he's 15 and a freshman. Lou is a helicopter, always wanting to look out for his brother, and it gets on Cole's nerves. Hal is Cole's RA and one day, while Lou is heading to class, he runs into Hal who panics and asks him to pretend to be his boyfriend really quick so a friend will stop asking him out (this doesn't really stop her lol). This turns into them hooking up repeatedly, because Lou is kind of drowning in classes, and Hal is sick of constantly getting hit on, and it's mutually beneficial to them.

Except, they both accidentally fall in love, which Lou is terrified of doing, but also Cole is so unhappy with it that they get into a fight, and while Lou is navigating being in love??? Dating??? Not dating??? this guy, he also has to handle being in a fight with his brother who he's never fought with, and it's weird

[gyllenparker]

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[twilightfairie]

this genre of jake gyllenhaal pics >>

[beckydoesthings]

take my hand (my whole life too) by beckywritesthings

explicit | 44k

“You’re famous?” he asks, deciding to dive straight into the heart of the issue.

Harry winces, dropping his gaze to the table. “Erm… famous is one word for it.”

Well, that’s reassuring. Louis raises an eyebrow until Harry heaves a sigh and continues.

“How much do you know about the British monarchy?”

His stomach drops to the floor in a heartbeat, jaw following suit. There’s no way that what Harry’s insinuating is possible. But as the time ticks by, there’s no change in the deadly serious expression on Harry’s face, fingers twitching steadily on the table as he waits for Louis’ answer.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”

Or a Crazy Rich Asians AU with a royal twist where Harry is a prince, Louis is most definitely not, and there’s a royal wedding to attend.

moodboard made by me (so much respect for people who do this often omg)

special thanks to @tired-eyes-lou for being a wonderful beta for my first fic! also i have no idea how tumblr really works so if i’ve done something horribly wrong, feel free to let me know LOL

p.s. @falsegoodnight​ it’s here! it’s done!!

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[preciouspeterbparker]

i’ve loved you for all of my life

title from “more” by halsey.

this was inspired by @starker-sorbet’s moodboard for tony and peter with their newly adopted baby girl. i saw it and was immediately compelled to write this. 

warnings: i don’t think there really are any? adoption? mentions of umbilical cords and poop lol. this is very fluffy and sweet. there are some happy tears.

word count: 1.2k

Peter is pretty sure that Louisa May Stark is the most beautiful baby to ever live. When he voices the thought out loud, his husband gives a hum in agreement.

Sitting in the gray and white striped glider chair in the nursery, Peter has the newborn positioned in the crook of his left arm and slightly pressed against his chest. Tony’s standing to his right, hand resting on his shoulder. 

They’re both taking a moment to just look at her. She’s still so new. Louisa’s head is covered in sparse brown tufts and her caramel-toned skin is bumpy and dry in places, but Peter knows that’s normal. She’s only a few days old, after all. Her body’s still getting used to life outside the womb. There are mint green cloth mittens on her tiny hands, meant to keep her from scratching herself with her nails. 

“Louisa,” Peter coos when he sees her start to stir, waking up from her most recent cat-nap. “Hi, baby girl.” He’ll be surprised if he ever gets tired of saying that, of the warmth that blooms in his chest when he does. ...He is tired, though, he thinks as a yawn escapes his mouth; it’s only their second official day as parents, and as was typical of parents with a new baby, they hadn’t slept well. They survived their first night, but barely. The number of times Peter had jerked out of his sleep in order to whip his head in the direction of the bassinet by the bed was quite ridiculous, given that they were already up to feed her at least every three hours. 

The baby blinks up at him, all big brown eyes and a slightly o-shaped mouth. Her face screws up a little and she begins to wriggle around. Peter rocks gently in the chair in hopes to calm her down as her face begins to flush slightly, noises of discomfort escaping her. He tuts softly under his breath and rubs the palm of his right hand over her stomach. “It’s okay, Lou. You got it.” 

A few moments later Louisa sighs, releasing the tension that had built up in her limbs as she takes little whistling breaths through her nose. 

Then it’s Tony’s turn to wrinkle his own nose. The older man sniffs the air suspiciously, taking a small step away from Peter and the baby. “Do you...smell that? Is that smell coming from her? Oh my god, Louisa May, that is absolutely-”

“Hush, Tony! It’s alright, babydoll, don’t listen to your Papa.” Peter won’t lie. He always thought it was silly when he would hear parents speaking in full sentences to newborns- they obviously had no idea what you were saying. But, the many, many parenting books he’d forced himself and Tony to read in preparation for Louisa’s arrival said that it’s best to not use baby talk. It’s good for babies to hear their parents’ voices. And well, talking to her, connecting with her, already feels so natural. It’s like Peter’s been unknowingly harboring this deep, unshakable love for her in his heart his whole life. He can’t believe it. “Daddy’s got you, I can fix it.” 

Shifting carefully, he clutches her a little closer to his chest as he stands from the chair and crosses the room to gingerly lay her on the changing table. A soft cry fills the air and Peter brushes the back of his index finger along her cheek. “It’s alright, Lou.” He begins to unsnap the fasteners that run down the body of the lavender footed-onesie she’s wearing, attempting to maneuver her little legs out of the garment while keeping one hand placed on the soft skin of her belly, careful to avoid her navel and the drying stump that was her umbilical cord. “T, can you get me a diaper, please?” Peter grabs a wipe from the warmer, then pauses before grabbing a couple more and sitting them down in a pile. “Tony- Tony, look at her little toes,” he mumbles as he unfastens the dirty diaper, smiling at Louisa’s feet. 

Peter fumbles his way through the change, repeatedly making flustered eye-contact with Tony who watches dubiously from his spot by the head of the changing table. “Well- that was something,” he breathes after Louisa is redressed and the bundle of soiled trash banished into the diaper genie. Backing away slightly, he looks at his husband. “Honey, can you hold her while I wash my hands?”

Tony nods, stepping immediately into Peter’s place and carefully scooping the baby up to rest her head on his shoulder, one hand at her neck and the other cradling her bottom. “Hello there, Miss Louisa,” he smiles. His lips press a gentle kiss to her forehead. Inhaling slightly, he chuckles- there it is: baby smell. “It’s Papa’s time for snuggles now that you’re not stinky anymore.” The heat and weight of her little body against his is so comforting. Tony already knows how spoiled she will be; between him, Peter, and all of her aunts and uncles, he can almost guarantee that she’ll always be in someone’s arms. “Daddy and I are so happy you’re here, we love you so much. We waited a long time for you.” 

“Yes we did,” comes Peter’s voice from the doorway. The sight of his husband and his daughter (he has a daughter!) makes something warm flutter around his heart, but he still makes grabby-hands as he walks over to Tony. “Gimme. My turn again.” 

Rolling his eyes with a snort, Tony gives Louisa one last snuggle in defiance before handing her over to the shorter man. “Here you go, Daddy.” 

Once Peter feels that the baby is clutched securely to his chest, he walks closer to Tony and looks up, pushing his lips out. Tony responds by tilting his own head down, pressing their lips together in a short peck. “You can have her tonight when she wakes up every couple of hours.” 

“It’s a deal,” Tony grins, pulling Peter into his arms and resting his chin on top of the brunette’s head. He closes his eyes as they sway gently, enjoying the moment. 

It’s not even a minute before soft, plaintive whimpers begin to leave the newborn, and one of her mittened fists comes up to her mouth, waving around in a tense and uncoordinated manner. “Oh, honeybun,” Peter soothes, backing out of Tony’s embrace so he can bring Louisa down to rest in the crook of his arm. “What is it, you hungry?”

Tony wrings his hands, and cranes his neck a bit to try and get a good look at the clock perched on the bookshelf. A small furrow forms in the skin between his eyebrows. “Is it time for her next bottle? She ate around 10, it’s almost noon, now. She could be hungry now, right? The books said every 2-3 hours, right? Peter, what- Why are you looking at me like that?” 

Peter sniffles slightly as he aims a watery smile at his husband. They hold eye contact for a minute before he looks back down at the little girl in his arms. She chirps some more and suckles on her fist. “I love you so much, Tony,” he whispers, looking up again. “And I love her, and- We’re a family, Tony. We have a family.” 

Tony’s heart contracts in his chest, and hell, now he’s shooting his own shaky grin at Peter. It had been the two of them for so long. And now, they were more than a couple. They were three; they were a family. “We do.”

[fallatyourfeet]

RULES: answer 20 questions, then tag 20 bloggers you want to get to know better

I was tagged by Hannah over at @seriouslynogood. Thank you, it was nice to get know you a little better 🤗❤

Hannah makes beautiful Harry Potter moodboards over at her blog. Please go check her out, she is lovely 💕

1. NAME: Louise             

2. NICKNAMES: Lou, of course 😉

3.  ZODIAC SIGN: Taurus

4.  HEIGHT: 5ft 3 (160cm) I’m short, I know!

5.  LANGUAGES SPOKEN: Just English... I would love to learn another language one day, but I don’t know if my tired old brain could cope.

6.  NATIONALITY: Australian🇦🇺

7.  FAVORITE SEASON: Autumn... hands down, but I love spring too. I live in a rural area just 30 minutes outside of Melbourne and I love the cool nights and fresh sunny days during autumn. And I love to watch the countryside change between summer/winter and winter/summer.

8.  FAVORITE FLOWER: I love tulips, roses and Daphne. 

9.  FAVORITE SCENT: I looooove the smell of a blooming daphne.

10  FAVORITE COLOR: Green.

11. FAVORITE ANIMAL: Whales, whale sharks, dogs, quokkas.

12. FAVORITE FICTIONAL CHARACTER(S): There is a lot to list, but I’ll just put my absolute favs.. Jon Snow, Eddard Stark, Robb Stark, Sansa Stark, Ayra Stark, Sandor Clergane, Tormund Gianstbane, Brynden Tully, Tyrion Lannister, Jaime Lannister (before he left Brienne all alone) Davos Seaworth, Sirius Black, Dumbledore, Severus Snape, Tommy Shelby, Arthur Shelby, Alfie Solomon, Steve Rogers, Thor, Iron Man, Loki, Sam and Dean Winchester, Harry Heart (or just about any Colin Firth character) Wow, the list could really go on..........................

13. COFFEE, TEA, OR HOT CHOCOLATE: Tea and hot chocolate. I love the smell of coffee, but can’t handle the taste.

14. AVERAGE SLEEP HOURS: Between 5-7.

15. DOG OR CAT PERSON: I’ve always been a dog person ❤ I like cats but my daughter is allergic to them.  

16. NUMBER OF BLANKETS YOU SLEEP WITH: 1 to 2.

17.DREAM TRIP: All over Europe.

18. BLOG ESTABLISHED: Late 2018

19. FOLLOWERS: 1746

20.RANDOM FACT: I came to writing quite late (I’m no spring chicken) and thought fanfiction would be a good way to teach myself to write. My thought was that if I start with fanfiction the characters are already developed I can just concentrate on the story telling aspect. Now I have a few ideas for a story of my own, but I really want to get ‘A Northern Light’ finished first. Not sure if my writing skills are quite up to scratch for my own story just yet though.

I tag any one of my readers or followers who want to do this. If you do it, please be sure to tag me, I would love to learn more about you guys.

[lou-dunn]

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[ [ a e s t h e t i c s ] ]

the clasp of a watch band, slipping notes through the slot of a middle school locker, the wind carrying her laughter right to his ears, pool sticks striking a ball, a horse whinnying as you approach, keeping tabs on how many times she’s beat him at pool, a night where too many drinks were had, denim and lace, wildflowers on the side of the road, midnight calls to patch up a scraped knee, an unlikely pair that makes perfect sense

[ [ p l a y l i s t ] ]

[✘] “How Have We Never” - Steve Moakler How have we never been the last to leave on a Friday night, slowly killed a whole red bottle of wine, lose ourselves, run across that line? After all this time, how have we never walked out, leaned up against your car? Doesn’t seem like it would be that hard. Let our hearts beat a little bit faster. I gotta ask, girl, how have we never?

[✘] "Love Is A Wild Thing” - Kacey Msugraves You can’t find it sitting on a shelf in a store. If you try to hide it, it’s gonna shine even more. Even if you lose it, it will find you. There’s no way to stop it, but they’ll try to. Running like a river trying to find the ocean, flowers in the concrete, climbing over fences, blooming in the shadows, places that you can’t see, coming through the melody when the night bird sings: love is a wild thing.

[✘] "Chance Worth Taking” - Mitchell Tenpenny She gonna steal your attention, make you want more than a friendship. When you try to play it cool but you know she can hear your heartbeat. You’re standing out from everybody, got my mind drunk, goin’ crazy. Got me lookin’ ahead at things, seein’ some better days, callin’ it ‘our place.’ Don’t care if you break it, it’s a chance worth taking.

[✘] "Want Me To” - Charlie Worsham You got a lock on your heart, it’s chained in the dark, somehow you lost the key. You said you tried everything to get love back again, but baby, you ain’t tried me. Bet I could break on through if you want me to.

[✘] "Wanna Make You Love Me” - Kelsea Ballerini You make me wanna buy a rose, you make me wanna shine my shoes. Baby, you make me wanna dance better than  Ido. You make me wanna be a man who makes you laugh and makes you cry, wanna be everything you need. You make me wanna make you love me.

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