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EMMA CHARLOTTE DUERRE WATSON. 31. Actress. Model. Activist. Soldier for equal rights & life-long bookworm. Brown graduate. Mama to one cat called Bubbles and a pup who answers to Belle. Fluent in French and English. Engaged to the real-life prince that stole her heart. ( var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5638367"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write(""); )

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emmawatson: Man’s best friend. @cbbjon-bernthal

[cbbwatson]

bbMessenger | Sister

FLO: I mean cake is fucking awesome

FLO: But yes it certainly is

FLO: I'm so happy for you Ems

EMMA: We can get cake to celebrate!

[cbbwatson]

cbbjon-bernthal:

 Jon couldn’t believe this, he was still in complete shook. They were having a baby, the woman he was spending the rest of his life with, and now they were bringing life into the world. Laugh left him, “But my shirts look so good on you.” He teased, fingers still gracing over her stomach. Their little one was just under his callused hands, their baby. Jon could live a thousand lives and he knew this would be one the happiest memories he ever had. “How far along are you?” He asked curiously, his spare hand took hers in his. “I can’t believe this is happening, I holy shit.” It took a lot to make Jon speechless but she’d managed, because the only sentence that he could keep replaying in his head was that they were having a baby. He had stop himself from basically chanting it. Everything was perfect, and it was all thanks to the goddess facing him right now. “God I love you so fucking much.”

Jon’s disbelief was understandable. Emma had been through the exact same thing. It had taken what felt like a lifetime for her to process. — As well as several dozen pregnancy tests. Life was full of surprises, but sometimes, those surprises were the best ever. ‘I hope they do. I’m probably gonna have to keep stealing them. None of mine fit properly anymore,’ she confessed with another giggle, fingers brushing up the back of Jon’s neck while leaning in to bump their noses together in an eskimo kiss. ‘Fourteen weeks. Which means if we wanted, we could find out the sex when we go to the scan later.’ Words were whispered in between affectionate kisses, lips brushing over his cheek, his jawline. Anywhere they could reach. ‘I love you too. We both love you.’

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cbb-taylorkinney:

“Isn’t that always the way;” Laugh left Taylor as she entered the room, everyone did that once or twice. “Hopefully not, although when it happens to me it usually is and then ten minutes after I’m out the room, I’m like oh fuck.” He chuckled. “Congratulations by the way.” He smiled indicting to her bump. 

‘It definitely seems to be nowadays. I feel like all I do is forget things. I had two bowls of cereal yesterday. Not because I was hungry, but because I forgot I had the first. I should probably apologise to everyone in advance for the lack of clean spoons,’ Emma laughed. Eyes followed his towards her bump and she proudly placed two hands on her tummy. God, would she ever get used to people congratulating her? It felt so surreal. ‘Thank you! We’re very excited.’

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dianna-agron-xx:

Dianna had been so caught up her own mind she’d not even noticed the woman’s protective hand on her bump. When she did she felt a wave of guilt run over her. “Oh my goodness I’m so sorry, are you okay? Do you need to sit down.” The blonde asked. “I’m okay don’t worry. There really a lot of people around here, I sometimes forget if I’m honest.” Di chuckled. 

‘Oh, no! Please. I’m totally okay. Not even a single bump or bruise, I promise.’ The last thing she wanted was Dianna to feel bad. Accidents happened, especially in Big Brother. Their hallways were so crowded that it was damn near impossible not to bump into someone at least once, maybe even twice, a day. ‘No. I think I need to pee again though, which is crazy because I literally just came from the bathroom,’ Emma laughed, eyes rolling fondly. ‘I know. Sometimes I miss the arrival because I’m asleep or shopping, and then I walk into the kitchen like, what? Sebastian Stan is here?’ Her hands raised and formed a fake explosion around her head to signal being mindblown. ‘You would think we’d be more used to it by now, but I don’t know. I don’t think anyone ever gets used to Big Brother.’

[cbbwatson]

bbMessenger | Sister

FLO: Is it cake?

FLO: WAIT

FLO: HOLY FUCK

FLO: EM

FLO: HOLY SHIT

FLO: I OMG

FLO: HOW DO YOU SPEAK AGAIN?

FLO: IM SO FUCKING HAPPY FOR YOU!

EMMA: Better than cake, right?

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[cbbwatson]

emmawatson: Guess who’s expecting? 💑👶 @cbbjon-bernthal 

[cbbwatson]

cbb-taylorkinney​:

“You okay there?” 

A confused Emma had been glancing around the room when Taylor spoke to her and she let her gaze drift over to him, considering his question for a moment before answering. ‘Yeah. — I just can’t remember why I came in here.’ She admitted, letting out a laugh. Pregnancy brain must be kicking in. The little snippets being sent to her phone warned that it might since entering the second trimester. ‘I guess it can’t have been that important, right?’

[cbbwatson]

The present Emma left on Florence’s bed. ( @cbbflorence-pugh )

[cbbwatson]

dianna-agron-xx:

Dianna was sore and tired today, she knew they happened every so often. But that didn’t make them any easier. Slight frown appeared on pretty face as she stood from the couch. Despite her pain her stomach was protesting for food, and one can’t ignore such things for long. Eyes down she didn’t even notice the person entering into the room, until she bumped into them. “Fuck,” Left her lips at the shot of pain from the collision. You could tell she was unwell by the language alone. “I’m so sorry I didn’t see you there.”

Emma’s eyes widened slightly as she bumped into another housemate, a protective hand instantly moving to cover her bump, like that touch alone would somehow guard them from the world. She seemed to do that a lot now everything was out in the open to Jon. A low laugh followed seconds later and spare hand was quick to wave off Dianna’s apology. ‘No, please. It’s fine. I’ve lost count of how many people and tables I’ve bumped into during my time here. It’s easily done when we’ve got so many bodies under one roof. — Are you okay? It sounded more painful for you.’ Emma rarely heard Dianna swear. 

[cbbwatson]

bbMessenger | Sister

FLO: I was wondering why I felt so empty and then I remembered

FLO: I haven't held my sis in a while

FLO: Gotta get my daily dose of Em back

EMMA: I’ve been a little busy.

EMMA: In fact, I’ve got some news. There's a present on your bed that explains EVERYTHING.

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cbbjon-bernthal:

“The best present? Pretty sure I already have that in you.” Jon teased his fiancée with a charming smirk. “You really did, such tough competition, how would I ever win.” Words were spoken with a chuckle. The truth was the two of their love was and always had been a equal playing field. Brow cocked as she handed him the card, a little confused, confusion growing at the coin being passed to him. However large hands followed her words, being incredibly gentle with the card. Eyes scanned over the first sentence, before placing the card on his knee. Balancing it there as he began scratching it. Hand stilled as the words were revealed. He read them once, twice, thrice. Trying to make sure he’d read it right. Slightly tear glazed eyes looked up to meet Emmas. “Your… We’re?” Words tumbled before the biggest grin he’d ever had broke out on his face. “We’re having a baby!” The happiness in his voice was unmistakable. Hands pulled her onto his lap. Wasting no time in pulling her in for a passionate kiss. Lips finally parting from hers, he glanced down towards her stomach. Hand settling on the small bump. How the fuck had he missed that? Damn he could be unobservant. Jon’s hazel eyes meeting green, tears of happiness now freely falling. “We are having a baby.” It didn’t matter how many times he said it, his heart speed up with happiness each time.

A lot of emotions were bubbling through Emma. Anticipation, excitement. Pure, absolute joy and maybe even a little nerves. She didn’t doubt Jon. Never had and never would. If there was one person in the world that she’d always been confident in, it was him. Right from their very first meeting. Still, this wasn’t something they had talked about. Having kids was a big step and though the ring on her finger promised them forever, a baby meant something else entirely. — Any of those irrational doubts were quickly squashed, however, when Jon looked up. She could see all the emotions he was going through right now and they were exactly the same as hers. Anticipation, excitement. Pure, absolute joy. Not a single hint of nerves. ‘We’re having a baby,’ the woman finally confirmed, face breaking out into her own bright grin. There was a lump forming in the back of her throat and Em tried to swallow it down, hands cupping his face while returning the kiss. ‘And I can finally stop wearing baggy shirts.’ She laughed against his lips, stealing a second kiss right after. Hiding this from him had been freaking hard, especially given how they were around each other. Her thumb brushed a tear from Jon’s cheek and she leaned in, pressing their foreheads together. ‘Yeah. We are.’ 

[cbbwatson]

The card Emma gave Jon in their thread. Inside, there’s a letter confirming an ultrasound appointment taking place in a few hours. ( @cbbjon-bernthal )

[cbbwatson]

cbbjon-bernthal:​​

Jon opened his eyes slowly, smile forming on sleepy face as he realised who was waking him up. Then again he could have guessed without even opening his eyes. There was nothing like the sweet tone of his fiancé’s voice. “Fuck what time is it?” The actor mumbled wiping sleep from his eyes, the one day he slept in was a day he had planned to spoil her. Guilt threatened to run though him, but he shook it away. This was her day. In all honesty he’d notice Emma stealing his shirts more and the marmite but hadn’t put two and two together yet. He woke fully as she snuggled under the cover to straddle him, large hands settling on her thighs. He joined in the kiss, nose scrunching a little as she moved up his face, chuckling slight. “You trying to win the best fiancé cause darling you won that the minute we got engaged,” He teased reaching forward to tap her nose. “Happy birthday baby,” 

“It’s time for the best present ever. Obviously.” Teeth nipped at his  lobe and she giggled. Emma was ready to burst. She had been for weeks now. Ever since she found out ‘the news’, Jon had obviously been the first person she wanted to tell. —— But then the idea of surprising him at the right moment had come to mind, and she couldn’t resist. What better day than her birthday? “Baby, I won that even before we were engaged.” Words were spoken with complete confidence. Emma and Jon had been in love from the second their eyes met. She knew that. He knew that too. A final kiss was pressed to his forehead before the actress sat up, reaching for an envelope. “Here. Be careful opening it. There’s fragile information inside.” Em paused before letting out a gasp. “Oh, wait! You’ll need this too.” She passed him a coin. “To scratch the information off with.”

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[cbbwatson]

‘Morning, sleepyhead.’ Emma was already beaming from ear-to-ear as she delivered breakfast in bed to her fiancé, placing the tray down on the bedside table. —— She felt like she’d been waiting forever for this day. For when she could finally tell Jon why she’d been stealing his shirts more than usual (they were baggier), or where her sudden craving for Marmite on toast had sprung from. She probably could’ve done it sooner, but with her birthday just around the corner, it seemed far more fun to wait. ‘So,’ she hummed, gently slipping under the covers to straddle the actor. A quick kiss was placed against his lips, then his nose, following a trail up to his forehead before giggling. ‘I know today is supposed to be my special day, but. I might’ve gotten you a present too.’

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