#pitch perfect heidi

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[royalarmyofoz]

PITCH PERFECT : BUMPER IN BERLIN 1.04

[natailiatulls07]

Princess Peach and Mario

Max Verstappen x female!reader

Summary - Danny Ric is hosting a hous party for Halloween and you've convinced Max to wear matching couple costumes

Warning - alcohol

A/n - It's the last halloween fic :(( I don’t feel all the best atm, it’s been a long week. I haven’t seen my bestfriend in a few months and she’s coming down next week so let’s hope that’ll help my spirits 🤞🏻

23 Halloween Season

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“I look ridiculous.” I was pulling on my long white gloves when I hear my Dutch boyfriend complain. Turning to look at him, he was stood in front of our full length mirror with disgust on his face.

Unlike his usual attire of a redbull polo and dark skinny jeans, Max was dressed in a pair of Jean dungarees, red t-shirt and a red Mario hat. “You look great! Really suits you!”

My comment earned me a look of annoyance. Coming to stand next to him, I was dressed in a puffy baby pink mini dress paired with a small golden crown, matching white gloves and knee length shoes and my white air force ones.

We were Princess Peach and Mario, much to his dismay.

“Right, are you finished because we have leave now or we’ll be late” Max grabbed my hand, pulling me through the apartment making our quick exit.

Danny was hosting a big Halloween bash, and had invited us. As soon as we got the invitation, I set off to find us the perfect couple’s customer.

Of course, Max had tried to get us to go in separate costumes but failed miserably. Landing us amused stares from others in our apartment complex.

-

Walking into Daniels house, we both noticed that there was a bigger amount of people than expected. “It’s busy in here” I lean up to whisper in his ear over the loud music.

With a scowl on his face, Max nodded. His Mario hat moving along with the nod.

Max was about to reply when the host of the night made his way through to us. Greeting Max with a manly handshake and then giving me a small hug.

“I mean Y/n you out did yourself!” Daniel had been in on the couples costume we were wearing, and he was fully living for it. “So glad he actually agreed to it”

Whilst laughing together both me and Daniel turned to look at Max who was just stood there with the same scowl on his face. “I hate this” He grumbled childishly.

Danny’s high pitched laugh sounded over the loud music. “You’d look a lot more intimidating if you weren’t dressed like that buddy!”

“Whatever..” Max mutters under his breath as he fixes himself a drink before making my go to drink.

Danny was about to go greet other guests but not without quickly dropping one more comment to us. “Hey head up the stairs, there’s an area for close guest! Cheer up Max!” And he was gone.

Handing me my drink, Maxs hand found its place around my waist before leaning down to my ear. “Hey let’s head upstairs!” I nod in reply before he kisses my temple and leading me upstairs.

-

We had been the close guests area for about thirty minutes, Max was talking to Lando whilst I was making conversation with Heidi.

Daniel hadn’t considered the amount of close guests he had invited so there was limited seating, because of the limited seating I had ended up sat on Maxs lap. He had his arms secured around my waist.

“Girl I love your outfit!” She was dressed in tight brown corset over a lacey white dress paired with some knee high boats and a brown pirates hat.

Unlike me and Max, her and Daniel weren’t fond of couples costumes and everyone respected that about them. So that’s why she here dressed as a pirate whilst Daniel, who was sat beside talking to a close friend of his, was dressed like a cowboy.

“Thank you, how did you convince mister cold to wear matching costumes?” She chuckles whilst quickly sparing a glance over to Max who was getting teased by Lando.

“I seriously don’t know, fell for my charm I guess!” I joke to which I guess Max heard as he tickled my waist making me squirm slightly.

“Teach me your tricks” Heidi replies with a smirk on her face.

-

It was around 2am when me and Max decided to order a Uber back to our apartment. Max was more sober as he wasn’t much of a drinker and knew I wasn’t one to hold my alcohol well.

We had gotten back to our apartment, Max forced a glass of water down my throat knowing that I would thank him in the morning.

“Thank you for this evening!” I exclaimed loudly, Max quickly shushing me with a finger to my mouth.

“It’s okay schat…” He smiles softly as he starts to help me in getting ready for bed. “I love you, I swear I do but maybe no more costumes for a while”

I giggle cheekily. “We’ll see…”

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[ineverlovedyous]

hi heidi!

Artists self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five arts/sets/edits/gifs that you've done, then pass on to at least five other people. Time to shine and spread some self-love and appreciation 💖

sorry this is so late!

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[pipperoni32-blog]

Unorthodox Love (audiobook)

by Heidi Shertok (read by Caitlin Thorburn) / 3 stars

I formerly reviewed the book, here: https://www.tumblr.com/pipperoni32-blog/717438434724200448/unorthodox-love?source=share

Even though I'd already read Unorthodox Love, I couldn't get enough of it so I had to give the audiobook a try.

The New York accents were done well, and Penina's voice does have a sort of Eastern cadence to it as well. Very few of the male voices were how I pictured them, but that can often be the case with "growly, deep-voiced" characters, and a female narrator of a higher pitch.

It was a bit of a shock each time I would start the audio over again, but once a few minutes had gone by, I would get lost in the story again. It's so easy for me to drift into this world, and it was just as enjoyable the second time!

While not my favorite narrator - some of her pronunciations seemed very stiff, and odd at times - she wasn't one that made me turn the book off. There are some books where the character's voice is too "clear" in my head, or simply readers that put my back up, and this was neither of those.

A good, solid audiobook, perfect for those who are interested in the story, but don't have time to read the book itself. Or who prefer audiobooks, or have commutes!

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[khiatons]

Star Rider on the Razor’s Edge by Heidi Skarie

He wanted to rule the stars. He shouldn’t have murdered her family… #spaceopera #scifi https://buy.bookfunnel.com/3s4dhnz2sm?tid=vrysnokje5

Heidi has the perfect pitch for a strong heroine in this space opera:He wanted to rule the stars. He shouldn’t have murdered her family… Star Rider on the Razor’s Edge is the electrifying first book in the Star Rider space opera series. If you like feisty heroines, high-tech weapons, and courageous crews, then you’ll love Heidi Skarie’s thrilling saga.

[amesscott]

PITCH PERFECT: BUMPER IN BERLIN

[alwaysthequietones]

Flula Borg, who plays Pieter, called the series a “delicious buddy comedy” between Bumper and Peter, among other fun subplots. “There’s a little will-they-won’t-they romance, a Jim-Pam style thing, between Sarah and Adam,” he added. “And then there’s the they-definitely-won’t between me and Jameela’s character, and then a fun brother-sister thing with Lera [Abova], so there’s all kinds of fun things happening in addition to this fun adventure with Adam and I.”

[royalarmyofoz]

PITCH PERFECT : BUMPER IN BERLIN 1.04

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PITCH PERFECT (2012)

[thatwasthenightthingschanged]

okay yes to a Pitch Perfect spin-off series with Adam Devine, Sarah Hyland and Jameela Jamil, NO to the cringe-worthy portrayal of Germans AGAIN 😭

[ineverlovedyous]

hi, heidi, how are you? how’s your december been so far? ✨💫 your answer gave me an idea about what you might like, but i still need you to elaborate 🙈 what tv shows/ movies make you so happy, that you want to rewatch them over and over again? what are you favourite characters? 

- santa🎄

It's going good so far haha. Haha I figured it was very vague XD. Oh I definitely watch these over and over again - Bones, Criminal Minds, Veronica Mars, Pitch Perfect, The Breakfast Club, Legally Blonde, Knives Out, Pride and Prejudice, Mulan, Hercules, Twilight. Just a few haha.

For characters - Penelope Garcia, Veronica Mars, Rosalie Hale, Beca Mitchell, Lizzie Bennett, Ella Lopez.

Hope that helps more haha

[heloisedaphnebrightmore]

Perfect match [Oliver Wood x Reader]

Title: Perfect match Pairing: Oliver Wood x Gryffindor!Female!Reader Word count: 2k Published: 5 February, 2021 Author: Heloise Daphne Brightmore Summary: The lack of time you had to spend with your boyfriend affects your concentration causing your attention to wander anywhere but the match you are supposed to be focusing on. 

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Oliver Wood was always ready to go after what he wanted. He was determined and reliable, sometimes a bit reckless. But beyond all that hard exterior, strict manners and can-do attitude, he was a cheeky little flirt who wanted nothing but to see his girlfriend smile.

Being in the same team with him, you always tried to be professional. You mutually agreed to keep a distance when playing quidditch, to be focused 100 percent on the game. Most of the times it worked flawlessly, as if you had no problem separating your relationship from the game, but there were certain occasions when one of you couldn’t control yourselves.

The broom you were seated on levitated above the ground as you watched your teammates flying around, trying to score in the midst of the practice match Oliver organised against Hufflepuff. It required your attention as one of the chasers, but somehow you couldn’t focus on anything but Oliver sitting on his broom across the pitch, lifting up the bottom of his quidditch jersey to remove the sweat from his face, exposing his toned abs.

You didn’t want to watch his movements, you had better things to do such as scoring a goal against Hufflepuff, even if it was just a practice match. It was supposed to help you win the Quidditch cup as Oliver so desired before leaving Hogwarts, but your attention betrayed you and your eyes seemed to rebel against your better judgement. Running your hands through his hard muscles and kissing him whilst sitting in his lap seemed like a better thought to focus on than the match itself.

“Oi! Get yourself together,” you heard a voice and felt a nudge on your shoulder, watching the ginger haired boy fly away from you with a bat in his hand. It was one of the Weasley twins who tried to get you to focus on the game and finally as if your brain gained back control, you started flying towards Angelina Johnson to help her out. She passed the quaffle over to you and you tucked it under your arm, leaning forward on your broomstick, speeding up towards the Hufflepuff’s hoops.

However, before you could have scored, a bludger narrowly missed hitting you, forcing you to halt your broomstick in mid-flight, giving opportunity to Heidi Macavoy to steal the quaffle from you. You groaned in anger, scolding yourself for the stupid decision you made. You could have flown forward, having the perfect straight path to the hoops, but instead you decided to halt, giving away the ball. Knowing that beating yourself up about a stupid decision wouldn’t help, you turned around and flew towards the Gryffindor’s hoops, trying to snatch the quaffle from Heidi, who wore a proud smile across her face that you wished to remove as quickly as possible.

You flew beside the girl, grinning at her, before you hit the ball out of her hold, causing it to fall towards the ground. Before it could have reached the grass, you caught it in mid-air and threw it to Katie Bell who hurried off towards the Hufflepuff’s hoops.

Flying back up to your team, once again you involuntarily focused on your boyfriend, levitating beside the hoops he protected diligently, a determined expression across his face. He ran his fingers through his short dark hair, watching his teammates proudly as they scored against your competitors. Trying to shake your thoughts of him, you took a deep breath, attempting to close your boyfriend’s presence out of your mind.

“Pay attention!” you heard Angelina’s voice directed at you and for a second you thought you were successful as you looked at your teammates and debated to fly towards them, to help them, to be useful, but when you turned back and Oliver wore a loving smile, gazing at you proudly, all your rational thoughts left you with nothing but the idea of you flying up to him and catching his lips with yours.

You groaned out loud at the thought, the lack of attention you have received from him recently starting to get to you. N.E.W.T.s were just around the corner, every waking hour was spent with studying and practice. It was exhausting and you needed Oliver beside you. A small kiss, a reassuring hug, the feeling of his love, but in the end, you didn’t voice your concerns, not wanting to look needy.

But now here you were needing him more than ever, causing you to be completely distracted. Oliver frowned at your lack of attention, his eyes wandering between you and the rest of the team members.

“Leannan, focus!” he shouted at you, but before you could have reacted, you watched as Katie defended the hoops from Tamsin Applebee and Angelina flew after Heidi, trying to stop her, before she passed the ball over to Malcolm Preece who was supposed to be stopped by you. In the end, you were too focused on Oliver, Malcolm scored without an issue just as Cedric Diggory caught the golden snitch, winning the game for Hufflepuff.

The defeated groan leaving your boyfriend’s lungs woke you up from your daze. Hufflepuff only managed to win 360 against Gryffindor’s 350 and you knew if it wasn’t for the lack of attention you had over the game, you could have won. Of course, Cedric could have caught the snitch anyway, but having higher scores would have earned Gryffindor a win.

Each of your teammates lowered themselves on the ground, leaving you behind sighing, guilt washing over you. Knowing it was your fault that your team lost made your heart ache. You could have prevented it, but in the end your brain was nothing but a mess of pink clouds thinking of love only, causing your team a stupid loss.

You were the only one left up in the air, but Oliver was watching you from the ground, waiting for you to come down. Looking at the defeated expression across his face, you didn’t want to face him just yet, but you knew you would have to at some point anyway. After heaving a long, heavy sigh you started lowering your broomstick, touching the ground with the tip of your shoes to steady yourself.

Oliver walked up to you, his mouth opening, ready to speak, but you stopped him before even a note could have left his vocal cords. “I know, I’m sorry,” you said as you lifted your broomstick and started walking towards the changing room, trying to avoid those saddened eyes that watched you eagerly, knowing they were upset because of you. You didn’t do it on purpose, you didn’t want him to be unhappy and it pained you to see him so defeated when you could have prevented it.

“Are you okay?” he caught your wrist, forcing you to halt your steps. Frowning at the boy, you tried to understand why he sounded so worried about you. You were ready to get scolded just like any other teammate of yours would have been, but Oliver was somewhat gentle, concerned.

“What do you mean?” you asked back, causing him to furrow his brows at your question.

“You have been pacing out and kept looking at me as if you haven’t seen me for months. The lack of attention I saw from you was very unlike my girlfriend and the way Heidi took the quaffle from you seemed like you weren’t even present. What is going on?” he tried to press you to talk, but you felt silly for being so needy, for wanting to see more of him. You didn’t want him to feel like you were too much, too attached. “Talk to me,” he added, seeing your inner debate as he stepped closer, linking his hands with yours.

“It’s nothing, really, I’m just exhausted,” you lied, forcing a phony smile across your face. But Oliver wasn’t dumb, and he knew you more than you thought he did. He gave you a deadpan look and waited for a different answer, his brows raised high, questioningly. However, you were too proud to voice your opinion, so keeping up your act you shook your head in denial.

“Leannan,” he called the adoring nickname he has given you. He always showed his love with adorable little nicknames, calling you all kinds of pet names, but Leannan was different. It meant he was trying to convey how much he loved you, cared for you, trying to reassure you that you were loved. “I can see that something is off, and I haven’t been able to see you much recently, so it does worry me,” he voiced his concerns, your head shooting up in surprise.

“It’s nothing like what you think, I’m not trying to break up with you,” you shook your head quickly, trying to get those silly thoughts out of his head.

“Then please talk to me, because at this point, I can only think of the worst-case scenario,” he added, his tone hopeful once again. Heaving a deep sigh, you walked closer to him, stood on your tiptoes and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him into a hug. His hands sneaked around your waist, pulling you closer to his chest, enjoying the physical contact you have both been craving. Hiding your face in the crook of his neck you tried to tell him how you felt, but your words came out mumbled, so he quickly stopped you, pulling away from you slightly, cupping your cheeks as you lowered your feet flat against the ground. “Let’s try that again,” he smiled down at you, waiting patiently for you to open up.

“It’s just that- I don’t want you to think that I’m needy or too attached, that I might be too much, but I really want to spend a little more time with you,” your voice slowly turned into a whisper by the end of your sentence, but Oliver had no problem hearing you. A gentle smile spread across his face as he hinted a small kiss on your forehead, hovering above your skin a little longer.

“Leannan, you could have said something. I really wanted to spend time with you too, but you always seemed busy and I didn’t want to bother you,” he chuckled happily, his initial thoughts about a potential break up slowly disappearing from the back of his mind, your words easing his worries.

“So, you don’t think I’m being needy?” you asked, your tone more hopeful and somewhat happy that your boyfriend might have possibly wanted to spend more time with you too.

“I would love nothing more,” he grinned as your lips finally started letting a small smile spread across your face.

“And you don’t think I’m needy then?” you were hoping for further reassurance, but instead of a verbal reply, he pulled your face closer to his, catching your lips halfway, pouring all his love in that one kiss. It was overwhelming your senses. The sheer affection you felt from him made you dizzy and awakened the nervous little butterflies in the pit of your tummy.

“I want you just as much as you want me. If you are needy then so am I,” he breathed against your lips as you parted, leaving you with a wide grin across your face, all your worries disappearing into thin air.

“You really are a keeper, love,” you smiled happily, gazing into those warm, dark brown pair of eyes you adored so much.

“And you are a catch,” he snorted playfully, making you giggle.

“Aren’t we just a good match?” you wiggled your brows playfully, causing a loud laughter to erupt from his lungs, throwing his head back in the process. It took him a minute or two to calm down and capture your lips again, but when he finally did, he attempted to make up for all those times you both were desperately craving to spend in each other’s arms.

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