April will be filled with joy.
April will be filled with love.
April will be filled with peace.
April will be filled with trust.
April will be filled with kindness.
April will be filled with miracles.
April will be filled with hope.
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April will be filled with joy.
April will be filled with love.
April will be filled with peace.
April will be filled with trust.
April will be filled with kindness.
April will be filled with miracles.
April will be filled with hope.
no but the person that complimented your writing they are absolutely right. it's simply amazing and out of this world. I follow your account for a few years now and every now and then I come here to re-read one of your stories, I was actually thinking about doing that sometime around this week. So so so so happy to read you're doing well and in law school. wish you all the best always :)
this is so sweet of you to say. it's insane to me that people are finding and coming back to these fics! I was just scrolling through my notifications and noticed how much activity stepbro!harry was gettingâand after four years!! you guys are truly incredible â€ïž
I miss your stories. They were really good. I hope youâre doing okay these days!!
aww, thanks! they were so much fun to write đ i feel a lot better than I did a few years ago!! and i actually just got into law school so I'm really looking forward to a lot â€ïž
Harry Styles | As It WasÂ
cannot WAIT for him to use several thousands words to reveal absolutely nothing during all the interviews tomorrow
hi tiff đ„ș nice to see you here. iâve missed you đđđ hope youâre well
hi my love â€ïž i've missed you all too! i'm in a really good headspace now, and just in time to enjoy the new music with everyone đ„°
Harry for As It Was promo for SpotifyÂ
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AS IT WAS (2022) â Harry Styles
logging on just to say that this is officially my favorite harry era
Hi love! When do you think we can expect new harry potter h?! hope youâre keeping safe and had a lovely birthday
Tbh I was sick for the last few weeks so I haven't even opened my laptop đ I think there are like 2-3 scenes I gotta write still
Purple Clouds and Tangerine Skies
Words: 24.5k
Warnings: Mentions of deathâŠsmut?
Summary: Why canât two people who are meant for each other get it right?
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Theyâre fighting again. All Y/n can do is shut her eyes in the hopes that when she opens them, everything will be okay. But no amount of wishing can drown out the noise.Â
âI canât keep pretending like everything is fine! Itâs not. You know it isnât, Matt,â she hears her mother erupt between sobs. Lately, itâs been the same angry words shouted at one another over and over again. Y/n takes her baby sister, Ava, in her eight-year-old arms. She hugs the baby close. If she canât block the screaming out, at least she can protect her sister from it.
âGrace, please.â Itâs her dadâs voice. Sheâs never heard him sound so desperate. âWhat about our family? The girls need you. I need you! You canât just walk away from us.âÂ
Thereâs a sudden silence that follows. At first, Y/n thinks that maybe her parents have reached a resolution. Her dad has always been good at negotiating. It is his job, after all. Sheâs seen him in action whenever he brings her to work with him. Maybe heâs managed to work that same magic on her mum. She gently lays Ava down on the bed, creating a makeshift barrier of pillows on either side of her, before exiting the room and running down the stairs.Â
Before she can reach the bottom, sheâs forced to a halt when she sees her daddy slouched over on the last step. His head is buried in his hands, his shoulders are shaking. Heâs crying. Thatâs a sight sheâs never seen before. Heâd always been the picture of bravery and strength, but now thatâs been washed away and replaced with someone who looks broken beyond repair. She doesnât recognize him.
Where is her mum? She slips past her dad, despite wanting to throw herself in his arms for comfort. Besides his sniffling, the house is quiet. Thereâs no trace of her mum. It scares her.
âWhereâs Mummy?â she asks meekly, turning to her father.
He doesnât respond, but instead, he brings his hands out of his hair, and stares painfully at the door. Without thinking, she throws it open, the sunâs light momentarily blinding her for a few unhinged seconds. Itâs only the screeching of wheels on road that brings her back.
âMummy!â she cries, running as fast as her short legs can take her. Her eyes begin to swell with tears. The black taxi is still, and sheâs just able to stare at her mum through its window. âMummy, where are you going?â she pleads as she bangs on the door, but her mother doesnât even flinch. Why wonât she look at me?Â
The engine starts up, and the car begins to drive away. Y/n chases after it, crying out for her mum to come back. âDonât go! Please donât leave me!â It picks up speed after it turns the corner. She feels herself slowing down, but even then, she refuses to stop. The distance between herself and the car becomes too massive. Â
âMummy, come back!âÂ
Arms envelop around her, and now sheâs running on air. âLet her go,â her dad tells her, and she can feel his own tears against her neck. Her feet stop kicking, itâs like the energy has completely drained from her body. Her mind, however, is still racing.Â
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THIS WAS SO PRECIOUSÂ đ
âAm IâŠAm I still all thatâs inâŠâ And rests her hand where his heart is.
Her own heart leaps in her chest when his dimples emerge from his cheeks. He lays his own hand over hers, stepping towards her but also pulling her incredibly close. âItâs always been you.â
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I had no idea whether theyâd get together and it was such a relief to know they did! Iâm so happy for them
The first scene broke me. That was so cruel. And that last scene⊠TIFF. SO BEAUTIFUL. I was amazed by the subtlety of their love story. And I could see her art in my head so clearly. Everything was so connected
Tiff, this was outstanding. Thank you for that đđ
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Your one year closer to death, yay!
Lmao yeah
Pacey was and still is to this day the most beautiful being to bless the chaos that was Dawson's Creek
Aside from that stupid Tamara storyline, heâs PERFECT.