jules :)

julian / he/him / boogara / shane madej lover / minor(15!)

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not writing/prompts!

been in a sims hole these last few days and randomly really focused on my legacy family i've been working on for the last five years 😦

here's some photos i've gathered from some of my households that i would like to share:

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JUUUUUUULEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS hi okay so UM I HAE AN IDEA. tom holland x platonic bsf reader thing where reader comes out to him? it can be anything u want AND ALSO PLEASE I WANT TESSA IN THERE IF U CAN thank u beautiful i love u beaitiful bye beautiful

Best Friend Ever

Pairing: Tom Holland x platonic!best friend!reader

Summary: Y/N found out some news about herself and really wants to tell her best friend Tom. She's really worried about how he'll react, but he comes through like the amazing person he is.

Warnings: Anxiety, coming out, tooth-rotting fluff <3

Word count: 1.2k !!

A/N: Jules? Posting two fics in a single night?? What is happening? Anyways, I'm loving this request, thank you so much Ash <3. This fic was so much fun to write. Also, reminder that requests are very much open!!

It was a pretty quiet day in the Holland house. Dom and Nikki, along with his brothers, were all out of town on a "vacation" of sorts. Tom ended up staying home to take care of Tessa. He was pretty excited to finally have the house to himself for once, especially since that meant he could invite you over. Everyone knew that you were his best friend-you've been there for him during some of the hardest times in his life. You've known him since before his first Marvel role, and you were so blessed that you got to see him grow up in his own little ways.

You and Tom knew practically everything about each other. He could always tell when you were having a bad day or vice versa, and knew exactly what to do. So, when you showed up on his front porch for the scheduled hangout with a fake smile on your face, he knew something was wrong. He tried to get you to talk to him several times, but eventually just let it be. He knew you well enough to trust that if it was serious you'd come to him in your own time.

You two started your TV marathon-Brooklyn Nine-Nine, of course- and sat down on the living room couch. Tessa immediately curled up in between you both. You leaned into Tom's chest, allowing him to wrap his arms around you providing the casual comfort only a best friend could. His and Tessa's presence and breathing calmed you significantly, even as your thoughts weighed heavily on your mind.

"What if he doesn't support me? What if he breaks off the friendship? What if he hates me?"

Your brain ran through all of the possible outcomes with anxiety, thoughts whirling through your head at what felt like 50 miles an hour. Only when Tom's hand squeezed your arm gently did you come out of it, shooting an apologetic smile at your best friend. He nodded in understanding, holding you just a little closer as if he could protect you from the negative thoughts he didn't even know were there.

Logically, you knew Tom would probably be supportive. He'd had so many positive interactions with LGBTQ fans and family alike, but for some reason your brain thought it would be different. Oh well, you figured, might as well get it over with.

However, the second you opened your mouth, you felt your blood run cold. You quickly shut it again, hoping Tom didn't notice your little speaking mishap.

In reality, Tom definitely noticed. It only made him more concerned for you. You'd been off the whole day, not paying attention to the show at all. He knew all he had to do was wait for you to come to him, but he was still anxious as hell. Tom was a helper, and he had never felt the need to help more than he did in this moment.

"Want to go get some ice cream, Y/N?" he asked, a smile on his face. Your eyes brightened up as you nodded, jumping off the couch. "Okay, I'll get Tessa's leash on. You wanna grab a hoodie from my closet?" As you nodded again, he went to grab Tessa's leash and let you do your thing. You came back downstairs a minute later, all ready to go.

Tom put Tess in the backseat, making sure she was secure. The minute you got in, you stole the aux and Taylor Swift started blaring. When Tom scoffed, you smirked unabashedly-it was Taylor Swift. The ride to the ice cream parlor was uneventful, filled with quieter music and Tessa's paws on your arm. It was peaceful, and for a moment you were finally able to relax.

The bell dinged as you both walked into the shop, Alex coming over to greet you.

"Hey, loves! How's it going?" they grinned, already preparing your orders and Tess' whipped cream.

"Pretty okay, Alex! Mom and Dad are out of town, so me and dingus here are having a sleepover." Tom smiled, making sure Tessa didn't try to sneak behind the counter again. As soon as Alex got your orders prepared, Tom motioned to head out to the car, but you shook your head.

"Is it alright if I stay back and talk to Alex for a sec?" At his nod, you walked back in to find Alex sitting at one of the tables with a milkshake. They smiled and motioned for you to sit down. Nose deep in their milkshake, they motioned for you to continue.

Alex was one of the most open people you've ever met. They made it public knowledge they were trans, and you looked up to them very much.

You gulped. "How..how did you come out to your best friend?" Alex immediately sat up a little straighter and made eye contact with you.

"Well, honestly I feel like they knew. I kind of just came out with it outright. They were so supportive, and honestly it went really well. Why? IS there something you need to tell me?" they asked, a glint in their eyes.

"I'm pan, Alex." you stated, eyes widening when they giggled a bit.

"Dude. I know. I also know that you're terrified to tell Tom, am I right?" At your shrug, they continued, "I can promise you 100% that he's going to support you. He's your best friend, and above all an awesome person. I think you should do it. You got this kiddo," they beamed. Standing up to hug them with tears in your eyes, you started walking out. They grabbed your shoulder, and whispered "it's gonna be fine." Planting a kiss on your cheek, you finally met Tom outside.

You ate your ice cream on the way home, quite enjoying the newfound confidence the chat with Alex gave you.

The second you got home, Tessa jumped on the couch with you, effectively taking Tom's spot. He playfully glared at Tess and scooted her over until he was sat beside you. Turning on the movie, he felt you snuggle up to him and relaxed.

Your heart was beating, however, as you sat up again. "Tom. I really need to get this out and I've been thinking about it for a while, it's completely fine if you don't accept it. I mean it's not fine, it'll suck ass, but I understand-"

our best friend cut you off by placing his hand over your mouth, taking his turn to speak. "Y/N. Please just tell me. I won't judge you, I pinky-promise."

"I..shit. I'm pan."

Realization flashed across his features, and before your eyes could get too teary he pulled you into his chest.

"That's okay, kiddo. I know. I've got you, it's okay love." He continued murmuring support into your ear as your eyes got heavy. You knew you were going to fall asleep soon. You placed your hand on Tessa's head by muscle memory as she scooted towards you, finding enough strength in you to say three words.

"I love you," you sighed sleepily, your best friend's face going soft again at those words. He murmured his reply, but you were already fast asleep. The last thing you registered was the feeling of being loved, and you wouldn't trade it for the world.

[mxssingmemories]

It'll be okay.

Pairing: Chris Evans x daughter!reader

Summary: Y/N started a new job and has started getting bad migraines. Chris just wants to be there for his daughter.

Warnings: Migraines, reader breaks down, lots n lots of fluff.

Word count: 615!

A/N: This was requested by the lovely @chrisevansdaughter ! Definitely one of my favorite things I've ever written :) Hope you're having a good day, lovelies!

You were having a very stressful day. Honestly, in your opinion, it was more like a stressful week. You'd just started a new job, and it was..well, one of the most difficult things you've ever done. Your new boss was pretty mean, and even though you knew he'd warm up to you after a while, it was still hard to get through. As a result of this, you were getting less sleep in order to prove yourself to him. In the span of a week, you've gotten about 16 hours of sleep. Almost every minute of your waking hours was spent working on your computer or at the office, and Chris knew it. It was starting to show in the way you acted, spoke, even walking looked slightly concerning to him.

You knew that as his daughter, you didn't even have to work-the money he got from his consistent acting roles was well enough to keep you both afloat for as long as you needed. You'd turned 18 half a year ago, and you just couldn't help feeling that without a job you were just using him.

As a result of the stress and constant lack of sleep, you'd started having really bad migraines. It was something you've had before, but it was never this bad. You'd have at least two a week, and they were unbearable. Your dad was very concerned every time you had one, insisting you quit your job and let him provide for you. Each time you refused, even through tears. You continued to push yourself through everything, and it hurt Chris to know that he couldn't do anything except be there for you when it got bad.

As a result of a particularly bad day, you laid on your bed with a cool cloth over your face to block out the light. When they got this bad, all you could do was take some pain medication and lie down, waiting it out. This was how your dad found you when he got home, and the sight immediately made his heart hurt.

As soon as he realized what was going on, he jogged to the kitchen to grab you some water and a blanket. Coming back into your room with the supplies, he laid the blanket across your shivering body and softly grabbed your hand.

"It's alright, Y/N. I'm here. I've got you." He turned the room light off and closed the blackout curtains, removing the cloth from your eyes so he could see your face. His heart once again felt too heavy;your face held clear pain and he wanted to cry.

"How bad is it this time, baby?" he asked you, making sure his voice was soft. Your eyes filled with tears at the pure love in his eyes, a sob escaping you.

"Oh honey," he whispered, pulling you into his arms. You curled into his chest, letting yourself fall apart for the first time since you started the job.

You cried for what felt like hours, your dad holding you through it. He cradled you tightly, whispering loving encouragement as he rocked you back and forth. Eventually, your sobs ceased to hiccups. Finally relaxing in your dad's loving arms, he planted a kiss on your forehead.

"Please quit the job, my love. It's stressing you out so much. It's so hard to see you like this when I can fix it. Please, baby. I love you, Y/N." he murmured.

Unable to keep resisting, you nodded your head. Sleep threatened to take you right then and there. You finally let it. Your last thought was that your dad was the best person in the whole world.

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people cried. i am people.

[butdaddyilovehim-hs]

all of harry’s feature moments from the video.

love on tour forever.

@lukesaprince this is for you x

[freedomfireflies-deactivated202]

Forevermore

“Come here.”

Harry steps forward, allowing your arms to encompass his large, sweaty, and overly exhausted frame.

He slumps into your embrace, face nuzzling into your neck as you hug him with every once of love and pride you can offer. Smiling into his temple and whispering, “I’m so, so proud of you, baby.”

He hums, but it’s tired. Unable to respond with anything more than a grateful murmur of appreciation.

You know it’ll catch up to him tomorrow morning. Might even catch up to him in the car on the ride home. Hit him like a fucking freight train, and he’ll curl into your side and stay there.

He won’t ever have the words to express what’s happening in his heart. Won’t ever be able to wrap his head around the love and loss he feels.

The crowd is still cheering him on in the background. You can hear them singing as they walk out. Most of them are crying. You are, too. The energy in the space is overwhelming. Filled with kindness and sorrow and inspiration.

They’re going to miss him. And he’s going to think about them everyday.

Going to think about how to get back to them.

Everything he does from this point forward will be his offering to them. His need to be close to them. Every note on his piano, every lyric typed on his phone, every late night jam sesh.

It’s always for them. He needs to be with them as much as they need him to be.

His heart is theirs forevermore.

And he will spend the rest of his life offering it to them.

Just something because he’s adorable 😭💞

[butdaddyilovehim-hs]

I just stopped crying and now i’ve started again 🥹

[happyheidi]

x - x / x - x / x - x 🍃

[waitingforthesunrise]

love having totally different friends. I get mildly alarmed if this one uses a swear word and incredibly concerned if this one goes too long without it. You seem awfully affectionate, Kelly. when was the last time you slept

[satanhalsey]

hi uma!! how’ve you been? good i hope 🥰💕

i just thought of something and thought it was too funny not to share with you

someone posted a picture of sf!yn and harry being all cutesy lovey dovey and the top/pinned comment is florence saying “please delete this. i’m asking so nicely. it’s really triggering and upsetting to see this. i just feel so faint and sick because of it. i’m begging you to delete this please. it’s bad enough just to know this happens but to be forced to see my wife wrapped around another man hurts too much”

UGH I HAD TO DO THIS!!!!!!!!! (this is from the day the pictures were taken, i won't talk about the pregnancy so you guys don't know if the baby is born or not 👀)

liked by 4000 users

harrysflowers: Harry and Y/N out today in London! ❤️

harryfan1: HE'S LETTING HIS HAIR GROW OUT FOR HER

harryfan2: oh to be harry

harryfan3: I WANT TO BE THAT NEPO BABY

harryfan4: THE WAY HE KISSES HER CHEEK 🤭

harryfan5: parents 🥹

florencepugh: Please delete this. I'm asking so nicely. It's really triggering and upsetting to see this... I just feel so sick watching this so I'm begging you to delete this pictures. It's bad enough to know this happens but to be forced to see my wife AND my baby wrapped around another man hurts too much. Even more when that man is this stupid british boy. Thank you.

harryfan6: @/florencepugh I CAN'T JQKTOQKTOWKR

harrysflowers: @/florencepugh SHUT UP I WAS SO FUCKING SCARED.

harryfan7: @/florencepugh PLEASEEEEEE

[tommyknards-archive]

TOP FAVORITE SHIPS EVER

10. Tony and Pepper (Marvel)

[obsessedwithseb]

Cheer up

Pairing: Andrew Garfield x co star!reader (platonic)

Warnings: mentions of the reader’s past, crying, fluff and slight tickling

Word count: 602

Summary: putting on a second face is a great thing, until someone’s seeing through your curtains, pulling it down and meeting the real you. Luckily, Andrew was there to cheer you up.

A/N: I once wrote this for my wattpad one-shots, that’s why it’s so short and weirdly good written (in my opinion). Enjoy :)

"Andrew..." you sighed, "I'm fine. Really-" you couldn't finish your sentence as your words got stopped by a sudden hug your co-star gave you. You let your arms wrap around his warm body whilst your face buried into his chest, shutting your eyes close as they started to let the tears escape. Sobs started to fly out of your mouth the moment you'd realized that lying wasn't helping in any way.

Andrew started to rub your back in a caring way, not saying a word but rocking the both of you from side to side in a slow, but steady rhythm. One hand was rested on the back of your head, scratching through your hair, trying to calm you down.

"It's okay.." he finally said, after a long minute of silence between the both of you to just take in the hug.

"It's okay, I understand.." he repeated and hold you a bit closer, making sure to not prevent your oxygen. Another swarm of tears followed, staining the hoodie from him.

"I know it's been a hard time, I know this movie is... a challenge for you and I know what you've been through. But I promise you, it'll get better, okay?"

He pushed the both of you apart softly to look at you, his lips forming a little smile that showed you the love and care he had for you. His eyes glazing in hope and shining in the light of his trailer. It was the end of the shooting day and you just got out of your mask and costume as he chose to ask you what's been wrong with you lately. You had contained all your emotions for a long time, you did talk about your problems but every time you did, you put on a mask, a second face, and he knows what you did. It's not like he‘s doing this as well, but he once played spider man who lived two lives, who overplayed everything with a smile and a laugh, pretending to be over all of the trouble he had in the past.

You were tired, dark shadows were showing under your eyes, but Andrew had a different idea than letting you go to bed.

"I remember when I was sad as a kid, my dad used to do this." You felt a pinch at your side that made you flinch away a little. He tilted his head, a grin with playfulness drew his face and another pinch followed, and finally. Finally he got at least a little smile.

"Someone's a bit ticklish." He grinned and poked your side again.

"Andrew.." you whine with red cheeks, smiling softly and holding his wrists so he couldn't annoy you anymore. He looked at you and chuckled, pulling you into another hug.

"I'm here for you, okay bub?" You nodded and pulled out of the hug.

"Thank you.." you hesitated, smiling briefly, "I really need-"

"To sleep? Yeah. Yeah you should. You look terrible." You heard the sarcasm out of his voice but still you gasped.

"Excuse me? Have you seen yourself?"

"Oh now you're being cheeky." He pointed at you, winking. You couldn't do anything else but giggle at his reaction. This man really knows how to cheer someone up and you loved him with your whole heart. You had to be honest, but he was the one actor you would love to shoot a movie with again, and again, and again.. he's genuinely so sweet-hearted and funny, he is amazing.

[bergarasunsolved]

just broke down in front of like three people SHOOT ME

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Play time!

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works going well !!

[bergarasunsolved]

so i may have created a writing side blog

@mxssingmemories

it won’t let me tag it but that’s it!!

[bergarasunsolved]

do y’all like the equestrian! reader idea?

[popipopipopopipopo-deactivated2]

I need friends. So if ur interested well-

Let's be besties 😊😊

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@bergarasunsolved i remeber u reblogging this post and u were keepawwaythenargles at the time and then u talked to me or i talked to u idr and then we became friend s heheheheh

[bergarasunsolved]

this is so cute i’m gonna cry i love u sm