I Need Some Asap.

More harry rares and unseen for me ...

@pleasing: Thank you.

this is probably my favorite fluffy read- plus i love taylor so this was a win-win

Happiest birthday.

summary: Y/n gives Harry the best birthday gift he’s ever had. 

word count: 5.3k (got a little carried away)

a/n: hi friends! a little fluff piece for you while i get the longer pieces done, i’m sorry if itsn’t that good. I used Lover by Taylor Swift for this imagine, i hope you don’t mind <3 if you like my work please reblog or give me some feedback, it means the world to me :)

you can read the rest of my work here. 

italics mean flashbacks 

When it came to birthdays, Y/n was the most competitive person ever. She enjoyed showering her loved ones with gifts, wanting nothing more than make them feel special on their special day. Now, she gave very thoughtfully, unique gifts for everybody, so when it came to her boyfriend, her favorite person in the world, every birthday of his had to top the last one. The thing was, it was difficult to buy gifts for someone who already has it all. There was no material thing the man didn’t have or couldn’t buy himself, so Y/n decided to make his presents. She figured that way would be more intimate.

To be completely honest, Harry loved opening the box and not seeing an expensive watch or a Gucci shirt. He was utterly enamored with his girl, so he adored anything she gave him. Their first year together, she gave him a book filled with pictures, notes, receipts, and tickets of different places they went to through that year. It meant so much to Harry how she kept every single little thing from the tickets of the movie they went to see on their first date to a picture of them that Gemma took when they went on a double date. He was so moved by it he was sure he shed some tears and was not ashamed of saying it every time someone would ask him what was that book that left its place on the coffee table of his home.

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this actually made me cry and i love it

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➵ Calum Hood x fem!reader

➵ summary: calum and y/n have been fighting, but when she needs him he’s right there, and he realizes she may be the only thing he’s ever done right.

➵ word count: 800

➵ tw: mentions of bad mental health.

➵ a/n: hi hi! so this is my first CALUM X READER and i’m really excited about it. i literally just wrote it on my phone really fast i got the idea and had to do it asap lol so it’s a little short, just a blurb!! but i hope u enjoy. just calum lovin on his girl <3 also i didnt edit it sorry 😭— also MY REQUESTS R OPEN!!!!

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“Calum?”

Her voice came out as a whimper as she barely pushed open the door to Calum’s studio where he had stormed off a couple hours ago.

He was distant, he didn’t talk to her anymore with the exception of small talk when they would cross paths in the morning or evening or when they would fight, and she missed him terribly. Her mental health was declining and all she wanted was her boy, but he couldn’t be bothered to notice her downward spiral. Maybe he did notice but he just didn’t care, and she was really hoping it wasn’t the latter.

They had fought about something stupid, she couldn’t remember now standing in the doorway of his studio, feeling so uncomfortable in her own home and her mind beginning to fog up with doubt and sadness. She hadn’t cried once, not during or after a fight, not when she was feeling particularly insignificant or empty, she just felt defeated and tired, and the need for tears hadn’t come yet. But now that she was looking at him in his studio with his arms wrapped around a guitar all she wanted to do was cry.

He didn’t look up when she said his name.

“Y/n, please. I can’t-“

“I need you, Cal.”

His head snapped up and his dark brown eyes met her teary ones.

He immediately put down the guitar and opened his arms and she all but sprinted into his lap, wrapping her legs around his waist like a koala bear and burying her face into his neck.

When she was finally in his arms she let out every tear that she had held in for the past few weeks, all the pain, doubt and fear started running down her cheeks and onto Calum’s neck.

“It’s getting bad again.”

Calum closed his eyes and brought his girl closer, placing a hand firmly on the back of her head and the other around her waist. He internally cursed himself for not paying any attention to her, he had been so caught up in himself he hadn’t even noticed that his Y/n was suffering.

“Take deep breaths for me, baby. Then we’ll talk, okay?”

She just nodded and buried herself further into him, feeling like she couldn’t even get close enough to him after feeling so far away for so long.

“Hurts me so much to see you like this, especially when it’s partially my fault. I’m so sorry.”

She just shook her head and continued to cry, beginning to choke on her own sobs.

“You can’t breathe properly pressed up against my neck, my love.”

Calum began to lift her head up and she complied, finally looking at him face to face. He placed his hands on either side of her face and began to breathe deeply and she followed, taking shaky breaths in and out until she calmed down and just let out the occasional sniffle.

His heart broke at the sight of her. She looked so tired and sad, her lips puffy and her eyes red and droopy. He couldn’t believe he let it get to this point, his heart squeezed when her lip quivered and she took a hold of one of his hands, just wanting to be held by him.

After the way he treated her, she still just wanted to be with him.

He used his free hand to wipe her tears, “I’m so sorry.”

“Me too.”

Calum shook his head and wrapped his arms around her once more, putting them in the same spot as before.

“No, no.” He whispered, running his hand up and down her back.

“Not your fault at all, I don’t know why I was treating you the way I was. It wasn’t okay, and I’m so sorry, and I just hope you can forgive me.”

“Just please don’t do that again.”

“Never.”

The two sat in silence for a long while, just holding each other, Calum occasionally humming Lover of Mine and rocking her back and forth. He continued to do this until he heard her heavy breaths and her body slightly slump. He stood up with her still wrapped around his body and made his way to their shared bedroom, tucking her in under the fluffy comforter and slipping in next to her, immediately bringing her back to his chest and locking his arms securely around her waist. She stirred in her sleep for a moment before turning over and wrapping her arms around her boy, burying her face in his neck once again.

Calum smiled and brought her impossibly closer, pressing a kiss to the top of her head.

“You’re the only thing I think I got right.” He whispered before shutting his eyes and drifting off with her.

starting to think i have a type

they’re so hot

Daisy Edgar-Jones and Sebastian Stan for Flaunt Magazine

Not Prick | Tom Holland

masterlist found here

pairing - Tom x reader word count - 1,877 warnings - language A/N - for the anon who requested x

summary - A fan gets a little aggressive with Tom at the mall, and he takes it out on the wrong person. But he’s a good guy, and when he realizes his mistake, he’s determined to make up for it.

Tom was having a bad day. There was no rhyme or reason. He was just cranky and tired and wanted to be home. Instead, he was out at the mall with Harrison. Apparently his favorite store was having a sale, and Harrison wanted a new pair of shoes.

“Why don’t you just order them online?” Tom had asked as Harrison all but dragged him out of his apartment.

“I gotta try them on and make sure they look good,” the other argued. Tom rolled his eyes but agreed to go. Now, they were out, and Tom was regretting it.

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i love this movie so much

SEBASTIAN STAN as STEVE KEMP in FRESH (2022) • Wardrobe Appreciation

all i have to say is holy fucking shit