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42. WITH LOUIS IM BEGGING YOU

I am so, so sorry that I'm telling you his so late, but it might take a while to get out the blurb for you. I'm moving to a new blog, and it's taking me a while to get all of my writing over there. Again, I'm really sorry about this message being so late. (Thank you so much for requesting!) The new blog is @helloalltheloveh I'll message you again when get it done. Xx

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New blog...

Hi everyone! I just wanted to let everyone know that I’m getting a new blog. There are some things happening with this one that I don’t really like. There’s nothing going on with it people wise, just the blog itself. So I’ve decided to make a new one called @no-jimmy-protested0514 I’m only going to be putting the One shots, imagines, blurb list, and blurbs on the blog, but not any of the preferences of BSM’s. Thank you if you read this and followed my other blog, and thank you even if you didn’t. Xxx

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41 and Niall please X

Go it. Thanks for requesting! Xxx

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Niall Blurb (Request)

I’ve got my first request on a blurb. Yay! Please feel free to also request one shots, imagines, and maybe even a few preferences. (No smut!) 

#15, Niall.

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“Please don’t be mad, but I lost Nixon.” As soon as Niall tells you this, everything stops. Nixon was gone. Your baby boy was gone. He was lost somewhere in this terrible and unforgiving world, with many, many evils that were lurking about. What if someone had taken him? Tied him up somewhere. Told him that he would never see his Mummy or Daddy again. What if he was alone? Somewhere crying, think that his Mummy and Daddy didn’t care about him. Niall grabs your shoulders, as your breathing picks up, and your eyes flood over with tears.

“(Y/N), Princess, you need to listen. I promise we will find him, alright?” Niall soothes. He knows he’s in for it when he gets home, but right now neither of you could worry about that. All you could think about was Nixon.

“I just went to get bread.” You whimper, running a hand through your hair, and looking around the store. Nixon had to be somewhere in the store. If he wasn’t, you wouldn’t know what to do with yourself.

“I know, but we will find him. Let’s go talk to the manager, yeah?” Niall says, pulling you into a soft hug, and rubbing your back. After a few seconds, Niall parts from you, and you both run to the front desk of the store.

“Hello, and how can I-. Oh, what’s wrong sweetheart?” The older lady, sitting at the desk coos, seeing your tears.

“Nixon, our son. He’s wondered off somewhere, and we can’t find him.” Niall rushes out, eyes starting to fill with tears also. He couldn’t possibly imagine what his baby boy was going through, and he didn’t want to.

“Well, we can take care of that. How about you just stay put right here, and will try to give him a ring, yeah?” The lady suggest. You nod, and cuddle into Niall’s chest.

“Princess, I am so, so sorry. I’m the worst father ever, losing Nixon like that. One minute we were looking at candy, then he was gone just like that. I can’t believe-”

“Mummy?” You hear a little accent call out. Your head shoots up from Niall’s chest. Looking up to see Nixon standing in front of you, tears in his little blue eyes. You run up to the small child, and gather him in your arms.

“Mummy!” Nixon sobs, throwing his chubby arms around your neck and squeezing as tight as his tiny arms possibly could.

“I know baby. Mummy’s got you.” You soothe, rubbing his back. Niall walks up behind you, and crouches down. Nixon sees his daddy behind him, and lets your neck go, and then crashing into Niall’s chest.

“You can never ever run away like that. Ever again, yeah? You had Mummy and I worried sick!” Niall exclaims, hugging Nixon tightly.

“I’m sorry, Daddy! I’ll never run away again!” Nixon cries, wetting Niall’s shirt. Niall’s looks up at you behind Nixon, and he knows that he’s in for it later. At least he had his boy back...

Thank you all for reading this! I hope you enjoyed this blurb. BIG thank you @niallsaunicorn for requesting. Xxx

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Niall and 15 please

Starting on it now! Thank you for requesting. Xxx

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Blurbs

Hello everyone! I have a few ideas for some new blurbs I’m starting, but I wanted to let you all decide. I’ve created a few starters, so feel free to pick a number and which boy you want. I will do my best to have it ready as son as I can.

1. “You look...”

2. “I love...”

3. “Don’t you say another word!”

4. “Please open the door.”

5. “I’m...”

6. “You stay right there.”

7. “You can sleep...”

8. “I love the way you...”

9. “Don’t.”

10. “Put it down, right now!”

11. What do you want for...”

12. “What’s your favorite?”

13. “Where have you been?”

14. “Don’t cry.”

15. “Please don’t be mad, but...”

16. “Where are you going?”

17. “I hate...”

18. “I’ll give you...”

19. “Run away with me.”

20. “I accidentally...”

21. “It’s too much.”

22. “Bad day?”

23. “Come here.”

24. “Maybe I could...”

25. “Please wake up.”

26. “Let’s give Mum a rest, yeah?”

27. “You play?”

28. “Oh, my God.”

29. “I got you a...”

30. “You can...”

31. “Massage, please”

32. “Why?”

33. “Can you stop being...”

34. “Don’t forget.”

35. “Did you...”

36. “Cheer up.”

37. “Will you...”

38. “Get out!”

39. “Be my...”

40. “Let’s have a...”

41. “Is that my...”

42. “You’re daddy’s girl, aren’t you?”

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i was at a grocery store really late one night and some old guy kind of eyed me as i walked out of the store next to this other lady. She and I made eye contact and i knew she was scared too. we loaded up our groceries into our cars as fast as possible and I had way more bags than her so she got done faster than me. I panicked because i was sure she was going to leave so i just hurried faster, shaking a little, and then i noticed she sat in her car, watching me and making sure nobody came near. She waited not until all my groceries were loaded, or until my cart was put away, or until I got into my car. No, she didn’t drive away until I drove away. 

And that was the moment that I realized how much women need other women. That we can’t win this war without each other and we have to be looking out for each other, every second. 

[ofgeography]

my last year in new york city, i got off the subway around 9 or 10p.m. i only lived about 5 blocks from the f train, but i hadn’t gotten more than two before a woman’s hand suddenly touched my arm. 

“that guy behind us is following you,” she said. “he was watching you leave the train car and followed you up.”

i hadn’t noticed him, or at least not noticed him following me. when we stopped outside a grocery store, he stopped half a block back and loitered. the woman linked her arm with mine and walked me several blocks out of her way to my front door and made sure i got inside safely.

another time, nocigar and i were walking home and at a stoplight a stranger grabbed my arm when i wouldn’t respond to him and tried to physically drag me over to him. she—who is, by the way, not a very physically imposing girl—ripped his hand off my arm and snarled, “don’t fucking touch her.”

protect your friends. protect strangers. there are good men in the world, but don’t wait for them to do something if you can do it yourself.

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I was at a club once and my friend left with her boyfriend so I finished my drink and was heading out to the parking lot when three girls came up to me and basically surrounded me. 

“Those guys behind us were talking about following you. We can walk with you.” 

I have MMA training but have never in my life had been offered the protection and sanction of my own gender. This is so important. 

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GIRL CODE. FUCKIN’ GIRL CODE. LEAVE NO GIRL BEHIND. EVER.

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Omg guys

So last night, I was typing the last few sentences on my Harry One shot and my computer crashed so I had to restart it... Now the 4,389 words are gone and I have to write a new one. It probably won't be as long, maybe just 2,700 words or something like that. If you guys want it a little longer than that, please allow me to post it sometime tomorrow afternoon. I really hope I didn't discourage anyone and I love you guys for understanding. xx

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New Stuff!

Hello everyone! I’m hoping to finish and post a Harry one shot today, start on a few more one shots, and maybe even write a few blurbs, So, if you have any request, pretty please send in some request for any one shots or blurbs. I’ve also had a little inspiration to start a wedding series for all of the boys! I’m going to start with when the boys decided that they want to take that big life changing step and ask you to be their other half forever. Please feel free to also send in some ideas and request for the new upcoming series. I may be starting on some of these tonight also. I’m going to Hazza’s first, Lou’s next, then Li Bear’s, and last but not least our little Irish cutie! Thank you for the follows and likes. It really does mean a lot, and I hope you guys like the writings tonight. See you guys soon! xx

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Hi Everyone!

Sorry I’ve been quiet the last week. I’m working on 4 very long imagines right now. One where you and your best friend (Harry) meet after not seeing each other for a few years, and you both go to your high school reunion, one where your child develops autism (Liam), one where Louis help you off of the streets, but then falls for you, and one where your a famous actress, and your celebrity crush (Niall) lets you know that yours his also. If anyone has any request, please feel free to send them in, and don’t hesitate to also send in any ideas you have for these 4 upcoming imagines. I want to make them long, so all of your creative ideas would help! xx

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My Queen and Princess

“Morning Ni.” You sigh, seeing Niall sitting in front of his laptop at the mini bar that was used for small parties at the Horan household. A few small rounds of morning sickness and not having a good night’s sleep was very evident on your face, as you quietly yawned. With the 7 month pregnant belly you were sporting, sleep didn’t come easy for you. It’s been impossible to lie down in a comfortable position at night, and with the constant pushing against your bladder and mild nausea becoming worse when the moon was out, sleep was the last thing Cara let you do.

“Morning Princess.” He smiles, but doesn’t turn around from his laptop he was working on. He had been like this for some time now. Being distant and nervous. You could understand the nervous part. It was just a few more months until his first child would be born into the world and he would become a father. This meant that he would have another life in his hands. This meant he would now have another person that would have his eyes and your hair. This person, a combination between the both of you, would count on him to come a quiet her down every other time when she either needed a changing, a feeding, or just a warm cuddle from her father. This meant that he would have to protect her from everything up to the small ant she would scream to “get away”, to the boys that she would meet in her middle school years who only thought hot girls, having their pants below the waistline of their boxers, and Buffalo wings were the only important things that mattered in the world right then. But what you didn’t understand was the distant part. It started at 6 and a half months. He would rub your swollen belly at every chance he was given anymore. Long, passionate “good morning” and “goodnight” kisses turned into small pecks that were sometimes forgotten. Snuggling during when you could get some sleep peaceful turned into, “Sorry, I probably won’t be home by the time you go to sleep’s”. Sometimes when you did have the energy to stay awake until he got home he would give you a quick greeting with a small kiss and rush upstairs. When you got up to your shared bedroom he was already asleep, leaving you feeling cold and alone. You wanted to ask him about his actions, but you feel that asking would just make it worse.

“Do you want to hear about the appointment yesterday? Cara was sad that you weren’t with us yesterday. She wouldn’t kick or anything.” You joke, hoping he would say yes. He hadn’t gone to the ultrasound appointment with you. Or the one before that. Or the one before that. Or the one before that. You had let it slide because he had important things to do. Interviews or appearances were apparently more important than the health of your baby. You had tried not to show any emotion when he gave an excuse, and it was hard. It almost seemed like he didn’t want anything to do with Cara, and that scared you. You couldn’t do this alone. You needed him and so did Cara.

“I would love too, but the boys and Sophia are coming over remember. Maybe you could tell us all together, yeah? They’ve been dying to hear about Baby Cara. Especially Sophia. Liam keeps texting me questions from her at least 6 times a day.” Niall laughs, and despite your glum mood, you let out a small giggle too.

“I should go and get dressed then. Don’t want to look like an old hag now, do I?” You joke.

“You do not look like an old hag. You are the most beautiful thing on the planet Earth.” Niall says, as he presses a kiss into your forehead, making your heart flutter.

“Now go and get dressed, while I make breakfast. Eggs and bacon okay?” You nod, mouth nearly watering at the sound of food.

“Sounds amazing.” You groan, as he smiles and starts to get out the food to make for breakfast. As you walk up the stairs, your thoughts go to Cara. She had been kicking a lot lately, and you had been having little pains throughout areas on your stomach, but you didn’t think much of it. It was getting closer and closer to the due date, and you thought it was just her way of showing that she was ready to make her appearance in the world. Hopefully you were right...

**

“You’re looking as lovely as always, Mrs. Horan.” Harry smiles, walking through the front door of your friendly, inviting home, pressing a friendly kiss into your forehead. You smile, closing the door behind him. He was the last one to arrive, being fashionably late, as always.

“He’s right, babe. I hope I look as good as you when I’m pregnant.” Sophia’s voice echoes through the semi empty hallway.

“You will.” You smirk, but then wince when Cara gives a particularly hard kick. Both Harry’s and Sophia’s eyebrows furrow, looking at you with worry filled eyes.

“What’s wrong?” Harry ask, lightly gripping your elbow. You look at him briefly, before softly rubbing his forearm, letting him know that you’re alright.

“I’m fine. Cara’s just been a little more active the past few days. I promise.” You smile at him and Sophia, but they still don’t look convinced, which made you drop your shoulders and sigh.

“I’m really am fine. Her due dates is just a few months away, and the doctor said that they get more active as the due date gets closer. Trust me.” You finalize, and they not dare argue, though they wanted too. They knew you should never argue with a pregnant lady. Ever.

**

“So here’s her head, her feet, and her body.” You says, pointing to each one as you say it. You were all standing close to the couch, hovering over the picture everyone was excited to see.

“That’s amazing.” Louis breathes out, Liam, Harry, and Sophia agreeing with him. You loved how they were so fascinated with her. Sometimes more than Niall, who was in the bathroom at the moment.

“How excited was Niall at the appointment?” Liam giggles, expecting he was about to hear how he was basically jumping up and down, with fat tears running down his cheeks. None of them knew that he hadn’t gone to the past few appointments, let alone engaged with your swollen belly.

“Um, actually he didn’t go. He hasn’t been to last 3 to be honest.” You say, tearing up. Looking down at the picture of your tiny, unborn baby, scary thoughts coming back to your mind.

“Hey, don’t cry, love.” Sophia coos softly, slipping next you.

“I can’t help it. I’m just scared that he doesn’t want anything to do with her. He hasn’t been treating her the same. Half the time he doesn’t want to hear about what the doctor said, and when he does, something comes up and he has to leave.” You sob, tears starting to pour out of your eyes. Everyone was stunned. Hearing that Niall was acting like this was surprising, considering the way he had acted earlier in the pregnancy. Hands never leaving your belly unless forced too, and he somehow always got them back to where they were resting, despite Lou’s request to come back and sit in the chair so his hair could be finished.

“He’s probably just nervous. I mean, I would be if I was going to be a father.” Harry sighs, if anything a little upset with how Niall has been acting.

“But-” You start, but get cut off by a throbbing pain between your legs, making you nearly scream out. Looking down, you see flashes of red just running down your legs. Your knees give out, causing both Liam and Harry catch you on either side. Your eyes start to pour out more tears, as you see a blurry Niall rushing up to you.

“Oh, my god! Princess, what’s wrong?!” He ask, tears now falling from his eyes.

“I-I don’t know! Somethings not right, Ni.” You sob, as you see Louis calling an ambulance out of the corner of your eye. All you can hear is your heavy breathing and Niall’s voice. Everything seems hazy and like a nightmare. Noises that you know you would pay attention to are as loud as ever right now. The dial tones as Louis calls help, the big grandfather clock ticking on the wall.

“I need you to breathe for me, okay?” Niall says. But you can’t. Somethings wrong with Cara. Somethings wrong with your baby. She may not make it. You might not make it. You become very lightheaded, and the last thing you remember is falling into your husband’s arms.

**

“I feel like a douche. You needed me, and I was too worried about whether I was going to be a good enough father.” You hear someone sob. Opening your eyes, you let out a small groan, catching the attention of the person in the room.

“Princess?!”Niall rushes over to you, and crouches down next to your hospital bed. You hold his hand, as his head falls onto the bed and he lets out loud sobs. But then you remember why you’re in this uncomfortable hospital bed, and start to notice the pain in your abdomen.

“Niall...” You tearfully whisper. His head raises at the sound of his name. He looks into your teary eyes, and knows why your about to burst into tears.

“She’s alright, love. She’s a fighter. She wanted to see her Mummy and Daddy a little too early, and some of her organs were under developed. Mainly her lungs, but her heart is a little smaller than it should be. She’s getting treated and helped out right now, and god, you were so brave. I’m so proud of you, and you did so well. You both did. She couldn’t cry much because of the lung problem, but I did hear a few whimpers, and let me tell you it was one of the most beautiful things I have ever heard.” Niall tearfully laughs, after catching you up on everything. You felt like the world was lifted off your shoulders. You were okay. Cara was okay. Hopefully it would stay that way.

“Niall? Do you mind if we come in? I hear more than one voice in there.” You hear a deep voice say from the other side of the door. Niall looks at you questioningly, not knowing if you were okay with anyone in the room at the moment, considering you had just woken up. You nod at him, wanting to see a few other familiar faces. Niall hesitates before calling out an answer, but not taking his eyes off you.

“Come on in.” The door opens slowly and you see a long haired head peeks into the room. His face lights up, as he sees that you’re awake and okay.

“Hey, love birds.” A smiling Liam, Sophia, and Louis appear behind Harry. You laugh slightly, ignoring the slight pain, seeing that Liam, Louis, and Harry have at least 6 balloons and stuffed animals each.

“What’s all this?” You ask as they fill into the room, setting down their gifts, and walking over to your hospital bed.

“How are you, love?” Liam ask, sitting on the other side of you, rubbing a light hand on your leg, causing you to smile.

“Right now, fine. But, is it possible that I could see Cara?” Niall, nods before paging to get a nurse to help you all.

“She’s beautiful. Just like her mother.”

**

“Just be very careful.” The nurse says cautiously, before gently handing over the little bundle that you and Niall had created. With you in a wheelchair, just waking up from an emergency C-Section, and your little one hooked up to all of these tubes and wires, you could understand why. As you feel her being put into your arms, you gasp. She was gorgeous and so small. One of the smallest things you’ve ever held.

“Niall… We made her. She’s ours.” You cry, feeling Niall lightly wrap his arms around you.

“I know, Princess. Or should I say queen.” Niall chuckles, seeing Cara’s little hand move to grasp your pointer finger, which just makes you want to cry even harder.

“Why Queen?” You ask, not taking your eyes off of the wonderful creation before you both.

“Because now, Cara is my Princess, and you are now my Queen.” He explains, pressing a soft kiss into your hairline, before rubbing a feather like stroke on Cara’s little head.

“I love it. I love her. I love you, Niall James Horan.” You smile, looking up at him and smiling, before looking back down at your baby girl, and pressing a kiss on her head.

“I love you too, Queen. And I love you, Princess.”

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Are you okay, I'm actually kind of worried! 😰

Oh, my gosh, I’m sorry! I’m fine, really. I’m one he last few sentences now. I had lost almost half of it on Friday, and I was trying to rewrite it. I’m really sorry for the wait. I’m going to post it in, at the most, 7 minutes. xx

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I'm legit so excited for this request and I didn't even request it haha 😂

Thanks! I’m really sorry that it’s late, but I’ve been researching things that could go wrong during pregnancy, and I found the perfect one, so I’m writing the rest of it right now. I should have it out later tonight, alone with a preview of another one I’m writing about Harry. I have a feeling you’ll like it ;) xx

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Sorry to bother you, but I was just wondering how close the latest request is to being done? No rush! Xx

No worries! I'm about half way done with it! Wanted to give you a longer one so it takes more time. I hope to have it out by either tomorrow or Thursday night, but no promises 😉 XxDo you mind if I post it tomorrow night? I'm really sorry but I'm in the middle of complications with the baby part, and I'm trying sad/fluffy as I can! But I promise it will be out sometime tomorrow's night. Thx❤️ Xx

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Can you do one where like Niall is super distant about the pregnancy because he's so anxious like he never acknowledges it or touches your stomach and he always makes up excuses to avoid going to doctor appointments with you and then one night you have like a pregnancy scare where you almost lose the baby and that's when he snaps out of it ??

This sounds amazing! Starting on it now. Thx for the request! xx