#sh: arthose

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text: they're all cuddling up and napping together, it's adorable. / text: the girls are trying to help me bake cookies for you. / text: facetime? i miss their cute faces. 💕 arthose

text: they're all cuddling up and napping together, it's adorable.

rose → arthur: you’re making me want to come home early, i swearrose → arthur: ...i’ll be there in twenty minutes, i miss you all too much

text: the girls are trying to help me bake cookies for you

rose → arthur: oooh, what kind? i have cravings again 😇rose → arthur: would you be opposed to having another girl?rose → arthur: catarina told me she wants a little sister to dress up like a princess— apparently you didn’t let her put nail polish on your fingers last week 😂

text: facetime? i miss their cute faces.

rose → arthur: you know i can’t say no to you, and they keep jumping for my phone anyways...rose → arthur: i’ll warn you, though... roslyn might be covered in ice creamrose → arthur: apparently noah let them start a fight with itrose → arthur: it’s actually really cute 🙊

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coolest plots

mm, so you know, there’s a million i could talk about? because i love a lot of our plots buuuut i’m going to try to keep it to a few. (but since i’m trash, we both know i’ll talk about 03840284023)

first, i’ll admit that i really, really dig sawyer and allison. like, maybe a huge part of why i have such an insane soft spot for them is because they were our first but like, it’s more than that? they have had such an intense journey and ngl i still go back to creep their early stuff just because they’ve come so far? when we first picked them up, allison was so hesitant on love because she’d had such a rough journey in life because of what happened with her parents, and sawyer was the guy who wasn’t looking for love because he didn’t know what love was. they both had such messy backstories and had such a guard up- and slowly, they started to let each other in and it grew to be this beautiful relationship. like, i’m going to get cheesy for a second but it was this ship that made me realize how beautiful and in-depth our ships could be, because they were partners, in every sense of the word. every trial they endured, they did so together and they were always, always in each other’s corners. plus, i mean... sawyer became a better person because of ally, and he grew to be this total sap who has a dog, and built his wife a fucking house secretly so that he could surprise her with it on christmas. aND HE PROPOSED DURING SEX, MY PRINCE. and then they had a million babies, so yes, definitely my favorite.

the second favorite i have is actually arthur and rose, simply because like... their start was so negative, like he hated her and then one day, they didn’t hate each other. they grew to be each other’s best friends, talking each other through their relationship problems with other people and having platonic kisses (lol when were they ever platonic really) and like... in a way, arthur’s her hero. he’s saved her from every dark moment, and i like to think in a way, they save each other every day. because they don’t struggle with their demons anymore, and it’s actually really beautiful if you ask me???

third third third i really like the plot we did with cameron and nyx??? it’s funny because we started them during a really dark time but like, even in that time, they were still beautiful. like, i remember early on in their ship where she was fresh off of being a crazy partier and thought that cam was too good for her, while he was struggling with the same thing. and i just, as you can see above, i have a very soft spot for ships that save each other, and lift each other up, and that’s the most apt description of cam and nyx that i could ever give you. i know that we don’t do them too terribly often but i have such a soft spot for them, and ngl that’s why nyx is one of my favorite opposites that i’ve ever had with you.

apparently i’m just going to get sappy as fuck but basically, i could go on forever about why i adore the plot with forest and melanie. as you know, i had a lot of ideas about forest when i first played him and for reasons, those plans didn’t work out. and ngl, i’ll admit i was bummed out for a long time because like, i wanted to develop forest from the point i left him at in novella. he’d just lost his mom, and he was homeless, crashing at his best friend’s house and one of my biggest frustrations about how that rp ended up was like, i didn’t get to play around with that side of him and i was expected to just keep the sassy bastard from london. but when you proposed melest (WHICH I’M SO ETERNALLY GRATEFUL FOR, MIND YOU), you did so by offering to continue the dynamic i’d left him in. he was still crashing at eric’s house and he found love with his best friend’s little sister - and like, it’s so strange because they have some of the best chemistry of any ship i’ve had with anyone, ever, and like... why didn’t they come to light in the rp???? literally the fact that we weren’t pals then is sO FRUSTRATING BECAUSE WE COULD’VE HAD IT ALL, AND WE COULD’VE STARTED MELEST TWO YEARS BEFORE WE DID. rip rip rip but yes i love them, and i love that we made something beautiful out of two characters everyone else discarded :*

next, i’d have to say that aurora and ezra are one of my favorites. like i’ve said before, finding the perfect opposite for aurora took a while but like, it’s like that book where goldilocks tries a million chairs, porridge, and beds, because like... finally, we found something that was just right. like, this is another ship where i secretly go back and creep their shit all the time, simply because there’s so much passion and pain and like, we have a fucking second verse for them that makes me cry, because it’s such a sign of how inevitable this ship is. they’re soulmates and no matter what plot, or time, we’ve thrown them in, they’ve found their way to each other - and not to mention, they gave birth to some amazing children, who i love love love. like, in a way, i’m really happy that we picked these babies up late because there’s no negative history with them. they didn’t suffer the dark times, but they were a sign that we were finally back to where we needed to be, because they’ve been epic. they’ve been beautiful, and ngl they’re hot as fucking hell let me tell you

rip... because like, i’ve talked about so many ships and you’re gonna kill me but i’m not done yet. basically, you know i love sebastian and chloe. you know i love them, but a part of why i love them so much is because of the ooc things. when i wrote these characters for devlin, we weren’t in a great place. we weren’t and i’ll admit, i didn’t have high hopes. i was thoroughly convinced that you were going to leave and never talk to me again, and i was all prepared to not love this ship, but somehow, i fell in love with it anyways. i fell in love with the way you write, the way your words make me have this visceral reaction to hug your character, the way you show progression in your characters with every word or text or anything else - and you showed me a reason not to give up on us. sebastian and chloe were a ship that i never expected to want as badly as i did, yet when we were writing their breakup para - you gave that moment where we were like ‘ fuck, we can’t break them up’ and it was so fucking symbolic of where i was with you at the time. because no matter what was happening with us, i couldn’t fucking give you up either. and yeah, i’m emotional now so imma skip off to the next one!!!

adelaide and ryan 😍  you know that these two are my darlings, simply because they were one of our first 1x1s. i still hate damon, this nonexistent prick, but like, let me tell you, i’m such a sucker for the ships where there’s been this longstanding love between them. because you know. i’m a little bit of a sucker for soulmate love - i’ve never made that a secret, but essentially, these babies hurt me a lot and it’s so skdhskhf. i’ve been trying to get through this thing without keysmashing and i guess i just failed, but i’m still remembering when ryan took adelaide for a date in san francisco, and realized he was really, really fucking in love with her. and i cry because yeah, he had to watch her with his best friend for years after the bitch stole the girl he’d been crazy for, and he still waited for her. my prince would wait a lifetime for her though, if i’m being honest... rip

another plot that i absolutely adore (and i know you do too because it sparked a damn multi-muse) is carson and clover. their plot is especially hard because like, they’ve been more or less together for years and like, he wants so badly to just marry her? like he’s planned out their proposal a million times, genuinely, but keeps holding off because he doesn’t think it’s fair to tie her down when there’s a chance he’ll never come home. and like, it kills me because she wants to marry him so badly and he wants it too but until one of them can compromise, they’re going to be at this standstill kshdksh i cry

i’m trying to keep this short (and failing) but another plot i have a really big soft spot for is hartley and liam. they’re a ship that, yet again, i didn’t expect to love so much. because like, they started during a drunken game of never have i ever and there were uh, complications that i shall not go into for now 😇  but i’m still really emotional remembering about how when they were going to spend the summer in california, liam was going to go with her to visit her dad for the first time in like ten years, and she was going to help him track his down. and it just makes me really emotional because like, these are two people who taught each other how to love - and they were each other’s first loves, plain and simple. it’s beautiful, and ngl one of my favorite, favorite paras we’ve done for them was the one where hartley admitted she was pregnant because the way he supported her, despite being really young, was amazing. so so amazing

another one of our early ships that is special to me is nicolette and sebastian. they were super early in our shipping history and i remember how pissed the admins were that we were leaning towards it because aPPARENTLY OUR CHILDREN WEREN’T SUPPOSED TO BE TOGETHER. but as per usual, once we get started, no one can stop us. sometimes i want to kick nicolette for the fact that it took her so long to realize how she felt about sebastian? because like, homegirl had the perfect guy sitting right in front of her for her entire lIFE AND DIDN’T SEE IT, THIS IDIOT and it took her almost losing him to realize what she wanted. never mind the fact that she basically risked getting fired from her contract at gtv to chase him back to paris because she couldn’t handle him losing her. like, i know nicolette made so many mistakes but i love them?? because they both make each other better people

last but not least, i can’t talk about my favorite plots/ships without talking about noah and maeve. like, their beginning was so quinnessentially noah, with this idiot knocking into her and spilling his drink all over her dress but like, the fact that this society princess still wanted to give my poor child a chance is nothing short of magical. because she’s so fucking beautiful and he’s such a mess, like a lil floppy mess, and somehow, he still captured her heart anyways. sometimes i laugh because like, noah is genuinely so awful at being smooth (this is the boy who told her that he loved her the first time via text oVER DEADPOOL OF ALL THINGS) but still, he loves her more than words can say. and like, he’s always been this guy who was in someone’s shadow, whether it be arthur’s or jaxon’s and somehow... for the first time, someone wanted him. he wasn’t the second option or the sidekick. because of maeve, he got to feel like the hero and let me tell you, that’s not something my prince would trade for anything in the world.

and there you have a novel of my love for you, you’re welcome!!

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"I didn't know what I was missing until I found you." Rose & Arthur 💜

I have toadmit this isn’t the first time we’ve gotten emotional with each other, aswe’ve both agreed to use more than just our actions to show what we werefeeling. Rose and I were built on bad habits when alone, drowning in drugs tosuppress every fear, every disappointment that threatened to crush us down andshow who we really were. It was different between us. Once we got past myinitial hate for her, I found a friend I never thought I’d have. It wasn’t thatNoah wasn’t good enough — damn, he never left my side our whole lives —,but I couldn’t just tell him I was an addicted. The pain of imagining hisdisappointment was bigger than the prospect of hurting my own family. Soinstead, I drowned in what it seemed to be another bad choice; I feel in lovewith my bandmate’s girlfriend and shamelessly pursued her without evenrealizing. I would regret it, if I wasn’t so sure this was the right choice forme. For us. Shifting on our couch, I look up at my wife as she folds her—our daughter’s clothes. Rose isn’t always the emotional type, but I see thetears that well up at her brown eyes and I wonder if this has something to dowith the two-month old baby that is sleeping next to me. “Come here.” Iwhisper, my fingers wrapping around her wrist and helping her sit on my lap. Myhands find her cheeks almost immediately, forcing our gazes to meet and,hopefully, allowing her to see the bright smile that teases at my lips, the oneI can only show her and no one else. “Missing? You were Rose Archibald, the oneeveryone wanted.” I tease, leaning in to plant a soft kiss to her lips. “Theone I fucking wanted, mind you.” The words leave my lips jokingly, but we bothknow it’s true. I’ve known it for a very long time. “Okay well maybe you weremissing something.” I continue, giving her a teasing look as my hands drift upher thighs, my lips still pressed to hers to keep any sound from wakingAnnabel. “My name, falling from your lips when I’m fucking you just the way youlike it.” I grin, drinking in her soft moan. “My ring on your finger, my lastname…” The words get caught in my throat as I kiss her hard, pressing her smallframe against mine hungrily. As I pull back, I whisper. “But don’t ever forgethow much I needed all those things as well. You make me the happiest.”

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text: i'm picking up the kids and then chinese. you just stay there and rest. / text: i'm still crazy about you. / text: you look beautiful as a mom, love. // arthose 💕

text: i'm picking up the kids and then chinese. you just stay there and rest.

rose → arthur: just because i’m sick doesn’t mean i can’t come with yourose → arthur: screw it, i’m coming toorose → arthur: the bed isn’t as comfy without you, you can’t cuddle me if you’re not hererose → arthur: i’m in pajamas, but i don’t care

text: i'm still crazy about you.

rose → arthur: and you know i am with yourose → arthur: i fall more in love with you every day

text: you look beautiful as a mom, love.

rose → arthur: and i appreciate the sentiment…rose → arthur: but none of my dresses fit, i can’t go outrose → arthur: oh no, all of these hormones and i have to stay inrose → arthur: what ever shall i do??

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text: i won't let him hurt you again, love. / text: i've been in love with you since i was a kid, mrs nash. / text: don't tease me like that, jesus. 💕 arthose

text: i won’t let him hurt you again, love.

rose → arthur: i know, i knowrose → arthur: honestly, i don’t even care anymorerose → arthur: he can’t win anymore if i don’t let him... and anyways, you wonrose → arthur: you have me, annie, and the band. what does he have?

text: i’ve been in love with you since i was a kid, mrs. nash.

rose → arthur: funny, i was about to tell you the same thing...rose → arthur: i knew i loved you, that night at the party.. when you’d just...rose → arthur: funny, how i couldn’t admit it then but i know it so clearly now

text: don’t tease me like that, jesus

rose → arthur: you don’t like being teased?rose → arthur: funny, this coming from the boy who made me wait THREE HOURS LAST NIGHTrose → arthur: i love you, good things come to those who wait 😘

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text: you make it hard to stay away. / text: she's my daughter, i don't fucking care what he thinks. / text: a night alone with you? 😏 am i being rewarded?

text: you make it hard to stay away. 

rose → arthur: maybe that’s because i don’t want you to 😘

text: she's my daughter, i don't fucking care what he thinks. 

rose → arthur: and i know that, arthur. rose → arthur: that’s what i told him, that he’d made his choice a long time ago and he’s not allowed to be angry about it nowrose → arthur: i just... i don’t want you to think you have torose → arthur: i’ll love you just as much if you don’t make it official, and so will sherose → arthur: neither of us need a paper to know you’re her dad

text: a night alone with you? 😏 am i being rewarded?

rose → arthur: maaaaaaayberose → arthur: maybe i just miss having sex with my husband for hours on end

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dear sara (@sulliimeadows) —

between the two of us, i’m probably the more emotional and sentimental, so it shouldn’t surprise you that i made something for today. because well, today is important. and while i don’t know the exact day we met, i know it’s around now. hell, i’m pretty sure it’s like today or tomorrow or sometime this week but i guess that’s the point. i don’t know the exact day because this is the most natural friendship i’ve ever had in my life. you’re someone who i met, and somehow, you were my best friend within weeks. i know that naws was a huge clusterfuck and that towards the end of the actual group, i spent more days crying to you on AIM than actually letting myself enjoy anything, but i can’t bring myself to regret it? because as shitty as the ending of that group was, it’s still the group that brought me you. sure, we could’ve met in novella and i’m still kicking myself for missing that train because it would’ve brought you to me a whole year sooner... but regardless, it’s been three years now. and as much as it’s been an experience at times and we’ve fought, i still don’t know where i’d be without you. this speech is going to be a bit shorter than normal because i’m too emotional for life, but i just wanted to say like, thank you for coming into my life. thank you for giving me the chance to experience this friendship. for talking to me, for taking up a character simply because i asked you to, for letting me ship with allison because let me tell you, i didn’t deserve it back then, and for keeping all of our babies. i know the shitty graphic above doesn’t encompass all of the babies we have in naws, but it’s a few. just a little reminder of how far we’ve come since spring 2014, and that i love you more than anything. thank you for the memories, for the good times and the bad, and for being my other half, in more ways than you could possibly know. you’re amazing, and i hope you know how much i appreciate you and the past three years. i wouldn’t give them away for anything,

i love you, best friend. here’s to making more years of adventures, yes?

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"It should've been me." arthose 💘

“I know.” The words come as a shock to him, that much is obvious in Arthur’s expression. He’s got the most expressive features of anyone I’ve ever known, something I’ve secretly enjoyed so much that I’ve never admitted it to him. Between the two of us, I’ve always loved the way my best friend has always made it plainly obvious how he feels — it’s why I’m so amazed I went so incredibly long without realizing he loved me.

“But,” my fingertips slow their ascent of his toned chest as I pause, my gaze shifting up to meet Arthur’s bright blue gaze. Truthfully, it seems silly to think that I once claimed this boy to be just my friend. He’s the most honest person I’ve ever known, and the only person in the world who’s ever truly known me. I know that our history isn’t the most simple one we could have created, that there’s been mess on both sides, but I also know that there’s no one who has ever loved me the way he does. By all means, it should have been him every single moment of my life, as he’s the other half I never thought I’d been missing. But like any teenagers, we made our mistakes, and those moments tore us apart for months at a time.

However, that’s behind us now. Three months ago, one mistake with a boy I’d love nothing more than to forget for good created the life inside me, and it was that night that I imagined would cost me the love of my life for good. After all, not many men would want to raise another man’s child, particularly not their former best friend’s — but Arthur surprised me. Thought the months of my teenaged drug abuses and mistakes showed him to be the most empathetic person I’ve ever known, it was the decision that I respected the most. Rather than letting my pregnancy cost him me, it simply drew us back together — where I can only pray it’ll leave us for the rest of our lives. “It’ll be you, Arthur,” I whisper softly, edging closer to him so that my lips can press to his. “For the rest of our lives.”

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"It's going to be okay, we can do this." arthose

For the first time, I’m really aware of how different this pregnancy is from my first. The first time I was pregnant, it wasn’t planned. A short-term hookup with a guy meant to make me get over someone else for five minutes ended up in a baby, and I’ll admit, in those first few minutes after my doctor-admitted pregnancy test, I was terrified beyond belief. Not only had I just gotten back together with Arthur, but I knew that the idea of me carrying another guy’s baby wasn’t going to be an easy pill to swallow. Long story short, I was terrified, more anxious than I could even begin to explain — and this time couldn’t be more different.

It’s been a few years, but the clearest sign of how things have changed is the fact that I’m no longer sitting alone in this doctor’s office. I have my best friend at my side, his ring on my finger — and the idea of having an unplanned baby no longer sends shivers of fear down my spine. If anything, I’m excited. Our family is growing, something that means the world to me, and as I feel Arthur’s lips brushing against my knuckles, I can’t help but let a smile tug at my lips. 

Without pulling my hand away, I turn to look at him, my hazel eyes locking on his baby blues. “I’m not afraid,” I remark to him softly, my expression light. There’s not a doubt in my mind that Arthur knows this, as I’ve never shied away from the thought of having more children. We’ve talked about it, particularly after we adopted Roslyn and Agatha, but we hadn’t exactly set a date for when we’d try again.

Yet here we are, sitting in a doctor’s office, having found ourselves in yet another happy circumstance. I’d be lying if I didn’t believe things would be okay, as I know they will — things have a way of working out for Arthur and I. But I know that he worries, simply because he doesn’t want to see me stress out the way I did when I was pregnant with my first born. Arthur’s always been my rock, the person I can count on, and in this moment, I know I need to be that for him too. Without hesitating, I lean in, brushing my lips against his in a gentle kiss. “I’m excited for this baby, Arthur— I’ve said it before, I’ll never get tired of making babies with you. I love you, and I know I’m going to love this baby too.”

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[MSG:] Why does every bad decision I make end up with at least 100 likes on YouTube? / [MSG:] Just get in the fucking blanket fort. // arthose

[MSG:] Why does every bad decision I make end up with at least 100 likes on YouTube?

Rose → Arthur: Probably because you’re so cute :*Rose → Arthur: Your fans love you, and your wife is amazing with a camera.. it’s a good combination :*

[MSG:] Just get in the fucking blanket fort.

Rose → Arthur: I don’t want to be in a blanket fort with you right now, Arthur.Rose → Arthur: You’re leaving for MONTHS and you waited until last night to tell me.Rose → Arthur: I don’t want you to leave me again.

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"You look beautiful." arthose ❤

Out of all the days that have passed since my third pregnancy was over, I’d be lying if I tried to play it off like this has been my best day yet. At least in terms of my image of myself; everything else about my life has been perfect. I have four perfect children, a little three year old girl who waddles around, babbling incessantly and weaving flowers into her long brown hair, two twin boys with a knack for finding mischief at the age of one - something I hadn’t even known possible, but since Colt’s learned to crawl, and Noah too, the both of them have been known to crawl away, even when we linger on this beach, basking in the sweet summer sun. And then I have my newest addition, a little blonde baby who sleeps soundly in her little rocker that we’ve brought to the beach with us. All in all, my life couldn’t be happier, even if the mere idea of putting on a bathing suit today wasn’t something I’d looked favorably upon. Instead, it was my husband’s help, kissing my skin and whispering sweet things, that had been able to convince me to put on my bikini under my sweater, and I’ll admit I’ve enjoyed myself since we’ve been out. My husband’s good at making that happen, and I glance over at him after I take a sip from my beer. God, it’s been so long since I’ve had a beer, and since I know we’ve talked about wanting one more - I’m getting my drinks in while I can. “You’re trying to sweet talk me,” I whisper softly, leaning in to steal a kiss from his lips. Regardless of my response, I can’t help but feel my cheeks flush with color at his remarks - it means something because I know he means it. Inhaling a shallow breath, I nestle closer to my husband, pressing my lips to his jawline. “Thank you for making me come today, love. I’m glad I did, today- today was what I needed.”

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"I'd give up everything for you." arthose ❤

As much as I wish I were a braver person, this isn’t an easy thing for me to talk about. I think Arthur knows that, given how long he’s known me and how much he’s seen me go through — but I hate asking for help. Call it a symptom of what my parents put me through growing up, but I’ve always seen it as a sign of weakness in myself. And with Arthur, I don’t want to be weak; it seems selfish at this point. So when he took me on a trip to the beach for the day, and Annabel was her typical messy self, crying over I don’t even know what — I’ll admit I waited for Arthur to be with Noah before asking Maeve to check on Annie for the moment. The last thing I wanted to do was cry in front of everyone, especially the boy who’s all but offered to take care of another man’s child. He’s done everything for me, and the last thing I want to do is add another burden. But it doesn’t really surprise me when he finds me, and I inhale a shallow breath when I hear his words. “I know you would, Arthur,” I whisper softly, sniffing before running a hand through my hair. It’s shorter now, a change I undertook when I was pregnant and far too lazy to properly style it each day, and the gesture doesn’t grant me as much comfort as it did before. What does comfort me, however, is when my boyfriend pulls me into an embrace, allowing me to cry into his chest if I need to. For now, I’m not about to cry — not anymore, and I inhale a shallow breath. “You know you’re my best friend, and I love you. You’re amazing for wanting to help me, I just.. I don’t— you’ve done so much, you know? And I don’t know how you’re strong enough to still love me after everything, and you’re just here for Annie so much—“ My lower lip quivers slightly and I pull it between my teeth, trying to be strong. “I love you, Arthur Nash. And I swear, you have no idea how much.” A laugh spills from my lips as he holds me closer, his lips pressing to my temple. “I’m just an emotional sap, blame it on the hormones.” My gaze shifts back to the beach and I kiss him softly. “Come back to our little kid with me? I swear I’m okay, I’ve got you- I’ll be fine.”

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"I wouldn't give this up for anything." arthose ❤

Growing up, I’ll admit I didn’t have the most optimism towards life. I was born into a rich family, one that lacked simple family values, and I’d be lying if I said that didn’t warp my perspectives just a little. My lack of a true romantic example was what propelled me into every romantic mistake I made during my teenage years, but the truth is, I have no regrets. What some may believe is my biggest mistake was the moment where I found the happiest incident of my life – a beautiful daughter and a man who loved us both unconditionally.

A small sound leaves my lips as I feel arms wrapping around my waist, the sight of my husband standing before me being more than enough to elicit a smile on my lips. I don’t say anything in that first moment, only relax against his touch. The truth is, being relaxed with Arthur has long been my first impulse. He was my first true best friend, someone who loved me without motive or manipulation, and without him, I know I never would have pulled through any of this.

Without him, I wouldn’t be here. I wouldn’t be with the love of my life, or have some of the most beautiful children in the world – I’d still be the fucking mess I was at sixteen. But Arthur saw a broken girl and made her whole – and we fell in love in the process. He saved me, and in some ways, he still does every day.

I look back at him, a smile tugging at my lips as I lean up on my tiptoes to brush my lips against his. “Mm, I know,” I whisper teasingly, shifting in our embrace so that I can wrap my arms around his neck. His words aren’t a mystery to me, nor do they truly surprise me, but it’s still nice to hear. “I love you, Arthur Nash – and no matter what, I have no regrets. After all, at the end of the day, I still have you.”

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fc meme ❤ luke hemmings

Oh man, if anyone knows me, they know that I am absolute Luke trash, and that’s probably why I’ve annoyed my best friend into playing so many of them - but just as my answer for Addie, there is one that stands above the rest simply because he came first. And to me, the first one is the most special.

Rewind to about three years ago (give or take a few months), and I was in this group named NAWS. That group, let me tell you, was a hot mess, and pretty much was just sjdksjsjs. And anyways, there was this kid who played a James Mcvey faceclaim who everyone hated - and I wanted to give that kid a friend. So I asked my newfound friend, some stellar girl named Mar 😏 to pick up the Luke Hemmings fc - enter Arthur Nash.

Unlike Allison, Arthur was not a character I intended to ship with. I had waaaay too many love interests in that rp and the last thing I wanted to do was to drag @kaneswrites into that drama, but then one day I was listening to a song. And somehow, hands down turned into this amazing idea, for a ship we had both been secretly shipping for a while, just never had the courage to play them. Arthur was a fantastic character, fantastic enough that he had two amazing ships with me, and truthfully, I don’t regret either one of them. I honestly think Arthur changed my life, because I started listening to some band (sup 5sos) because of him, and truthfully, it started something magical with my best friend just as much as Allison did.

Honestly, Mar - you play a million faceclaims opposite me, but these first two are always going to have a special place in my heart. They were our first two ships, and they’re our babies. With Sallison and Arthose, we started something amazing. It’s been three years, and we have a million multi muses and I don’t see an end in sight. I love you and thank you so so so much for Ally and Arthur 💕 I literally can’t imagine not roleplaying with these faceclaims or these characters.

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"You and I, we can get through everything. Together" arthose 💓

When I was younger, I can distinctly remember this idea of feeling alone in the world. I could have had the world in my fingertips. Money, luxury - I could have had it all, yet when I was younger, all of that wealth and opportunity that my parents presented me with made me feel almost as if I’d been stripped of any chance at the one thing I truly wanted: to be happy and to feel like I could belong. There was nothing else I’d wanted more, and somehow, I only found that with Arthur Nash. He was a boy I’d broken once, and a boy who’d spent the majority of the last few years trying to put me back together. It’s something I can never thank him enough for, and as I hear Arthur’s words now, I realize that I’ve got forever to do just that. “You’re my best friend,” I whisper softly, my hands curling around his neck as I listen to his words. It’s funny, how even after these past few years together, a single sentence from him can set my world right again. He helped me through the hardest time of my life, and stood by my side as I brought a beautiful baby girl into the world - and he’s stood by her side these past few years as well. Few men could have done that, but then again, there are few men quite like Arthur Nash. Pulling my lower lip between my teeth, I slide my hand under his jawline, nodding slowly. “You and I have been through so much. The drugs, the drama, Annie, and my parents - you’ve never left my side, and I’ll never lose yours.” Almost on instinct, I curl against him, my lips pressing to his skin. “I love you, Arthur. And I’m never going to stop being so thankful for you.”

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arthose 💕

“Do I truly need to tell you how?” He asked playfully, raising his eyebrows at the brunette, who had just entered the nursery room. Waiting for her to sit beside him, Arthur’s arms curled around the girl’s waist and he gently pulled her onto his lap, his lips finding hers almost immediately. “I love everything about you, princess.” He whispered against her lips, bumping his nose against hers. “I don’t know, I guess I didn’t even notice I was falling for you. We were so busy with the people we were with and trying to get through it by helping each other that I never stopped to think that what I needed— who I needed was you. And God, I wish I’d noticed.” He told her quietly, brushing his fingers against her flustered cheek. “I love you because you still wanted me, even after all this time. I love you for letting me be this baby’s dad, because nothing makes me prouder than to think of her and the family we will have.” He whispered, feeling her baby bump press to his stomach. “I love you for making me feel good enough, and I promise you I wont disappoint you.”