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[rosegoldjen]

i went all they way back to the beginning, and my first post on this absurd site is a gif of Robert Downey Jr. with the caption ‘it’s 2012 and we still can’t print out gifs.’

it’s 2015 and we STILL can’t do that

[rosegoldjen]

it’s 2017 and nothing has changed

[rosegoldjen]

8 years later and we’re still in the same spot we were 8 years ago

[rosegoldjen]

Honestly kinda thought we’d be there by now in 2025 🤷🏻‍♀️

[fallingwallsh]

Is it too much to ask for something like this in my life?

[rosegoldjen]

clawen friends!!

i am working on a playlist and i want everyone to be involved and to contribute!

here’s what i’m looking for:

what songs you listen to when you’re writing

songs that you think owen and claire would listen to respectively

songs that you think owen would sing to claire

or songs that make you think of them when you hear them

for me personally, that song is you are in love by taylor swift

comment or message me if you have any suggestions and of course i will be including anyone who knows what love is (will understand) 

[rosegoldjen]

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1P4j3a8LB2VmRYeFvMhrrC?si=bCJl09DNQs6XKpNRgZ2X4g

I realized that I never posted the link to this so if you are interested, here it is! it is short and sweet but I love it and always add to it when I find more 🥰

[rosegoldjen]

christmas at the hemmings

word count: 1767

this one shot is based on a fic that I have been writing (but not published, yet) about tour!luke and if this is something that you like, I would be more than willing to start posting chapters of the full fic! enjoy :) 

Christmas was a special time of year for the Hemmings. They went all out, not sparing any expense for the celebration. The extended family traveled to Luke’s family home to celebrate with those that they loved. This year was no different. The tour had just ended and Luke felt he was in a confident enough place in his relationship. He wanted to show her off to the world. 

“I don’t like the pressure of having to meet your family during such a special time of year,” Juls groaned. She and Luke sat curled on the massive couch in Luke’s front room, the Hallmark channel playing quietly in the background. A bottle of wine sat half-drunk on the table in front of them and Juls had the rim of her lipstick-stained wine glass pressed to her cheek. 

They had been dating for almost six months now. The sticky relationship between the two of them had remained a secret for most of the tour; the two of them deciding to keep things quiet until the excitement and business of their tour lives ended. Luke’s fans had only just found out about the relationship two months ago, and Juls still hadn’t gotten used to being recognized as Luke Hemming’s girlfriend. 

“It’s okay. You’ll love my mum and she’ll love you. Christmas is one of her favorite times of the year, and she’s going to be so excited to have one more person to explain her pecan pie recipe too,” Luke was laid out on his side with his legs on top of her lap. She groaned again, leaned forward to set her wine glass down, then flopped over with a defeated huff into his stomach. 

He smiled to himself as he observed the internal war going on inside her beautiful mind. One of the things he liked too much about her was her unexplainable need to make every one like her. It was a quality that he himself did not possess. He didn’t care what others thought of him. Her awareness and his lack thereof balanced both of them and made them a team capable of overcoming anything. 

He smiled deeper and continued to stroke her hair. 

A few days and a fifteen-hour flight later, Luke and Juls were walking in the front door of Luke’s childhood home. It felt strange to Juls, she was used to snow and bundling in scarves and hats to go to Grandmas for dinner. She never imagined wearing sandals and a sundress to Christmas dinner until she started dating a tall, Australian rock star. 

“Mum!!” Luke’s voice called through the house as he set the suitcases on the floor in front of the stairs. His accent had become much more noticeable, even in the short Uber drive from the airport to his house. Juls was not complaining at all. 

Liz Hemmings rounded the corner at the bottom of the stairs. Her eyes landed on Luke and immediately filled with so much pride and joy. 

“My baby,” she opened her arms wide and Luke stooped to wrap his arm around her. She patted his back a few times before pulling away. She held him at arm’s length to examine him before commenting on his appearance. 

(Luke was wearing a plain white t-shirt, black jeans, and his converse, a normal outfit for plane journeys.)

“My God, I do think you’ve grown five inches since I last saw you.” Liz’s eyes examined him closely. “And your lip ring is gone!” 

“It’s been gone since May, Mum,” Luke smiled and subconsciously ran his tongue along his lip, feeling the phantom ring that had been part of him for the better part of four years. Juls noticed this tiny movement of his and felt something in her stomach. She personally missed the ring. 

When they had first gotten together in mid-April, she had loved the way the cold metal contrasted with the soft warmth of his lips. But she understood what that ring symbolizes to him, and why he needed to take it out. That doesn’t mean she didn’t miss it though. 

“This is Juls,” Juls zoned back into the conversation in front of her, her eyes moving from Luke’s lips to his hand on her arm, to the outstretched hand of Luke’s mom. 

“Hi,” Juls reaches out and took Liz’s hand in her own, shaking it gently. “It’s so nice to meet you. Thank you for inviting me to your Christmas.” 

Liz smiled warmly at her. “Of course, honey. Luke has not stopped talking about you since you met and when he proposed bringing you over for Christmas, I couldn’t say no.” 

With her tone and her smile, and Luke’s hand reassuring on the small of her back, Juls felt even more at home than she did in her own apartment. She knew immediately that the dynamic that this family had was something that she wanted to be a part of for a long long time. 

“Luke, why don’t you take Juls upstairs and show her where you’ll be staying. Your cousins and the kids will be here shortly and your brothers are coming just before dinner. I’ve got a pecan pie to finish.” 

Luke grabbed their luggage and started up the stairs. Juls followed. 

Christmas traditions had remained the same in the Hemmings household for as long as Luke could remember. Everyone shared a big meal together on Christmas Eve. After the meal had been eaten and the adults had red cheeks from too much laughter (or maybe it was from too much wine, Luke still couldn’t decide), they migrated to the front room to watch their favorite Christmas movies. 

Juls loved that she had the chance to be a part of these traditions. She didn’t want to admit even to herself how quickly this boy was beginning to become her whole world. She wanted to be a part of his life and if that meant spending the entire Christmas holiday, she loved every second of it. 

Watching Luke with his baby cousins was something that made Juls practically melt. He was a natural with them. He picked them up and made them laugh. She stood at the bay window in the back room and watched as he carried them on his shoulders and galloped across the backyard. They adored him.

“He’s a natural, isn’t he?” Liz startled her just a bit, but Juls didn’t mind. She smiled and continued watching her boyfriend lope across the backyard with two little children attached to his back.

“He is,” Juls smiled when she responded, continuing to watch him.

“He loves you, you know,” Liz said, gently. Juls hummed. She really didn’t know what to say to respond. “He talks about nothing but you. And the way he looks at you, oh honey, I’ve never seen him happier.”

“I’m happy too.” And she realized, she meant it. Juls had never met anyone who had made her feel more safe and more at home than Luke had in just the short amount of time they had been together. 

“And when he was with her, he was just miserable. He never called, he never came and visited, the last two Christmases he didn’t even come home. Somethings changed though, and I know it’s you.” Juls realized that she agreed with Liz.

“Mum!” Luke’s voiced called from the kitchen.

“In here, sweetheart!” 

Luke walked through the opening that led to the kitchen. He had the two small children in tow. Luke’s eyes landed on Juls and immediately his expressions changed from exasperated to soft. He smiled his dimpled smile and gave her a quick wink. Juls felt her cheeks heat just a little as she smiled softly back. 

It was strange for her, showing any type of public display of affection, even something as small as a wink in the privacy of Luke’s childhood home. 

“Aunt Liz, Aunt Liz!!” the kids ran out from behind Luke’s legs to get the attention of their doting aunt. 

“They’ve been complaining about how hungry they are for the last hour,” Luke explained, casting a hopeful look at his mother. Liz just laughed and started ushering the kids towards the kitchen. 

“I’ll take care of them,” she smiled and kissed Luke’s cheek on her way by. “You kids tired your cousin Luke out!”

Luke laughed as he took a few steps closer to Juls. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder, pressing a quick kiss onto her shoulder. Juls reached up and wrapped her hands around his arms and leaned back into his chest.

“Hi,” he said into her hair.

“Hi babe. How’s it goin’?”

“I’m not as young as I used to be, I’ll tell ya that.” She felt his lips move into a light smile against the back of her neck. 

Juls laughed, “You just turned 21 babes, how old do you think you are?”

“Hey. They are half my age, that means twice the energy.”

“Sure, sure that’s exactly what that means.” 

“Mmmm,” Luke mumbled into her shoulder. “I’m so happy you decided to come with me.”

“Of course,” Juls turned in Luke’s arms and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I wouldn’t miss spending time with you and getting to meet and hang out with your family has been so so much fun.” 

Luke pressed a kiss to her forehead. “They love you. Out of all the girls I’ve brought home, no welcome has compared to the welcome that you received. Plus, they haven’t let anyone sleep in my bed with me.”

“I’m honored,” Juls laughed. They had talked about past relationships. Juls knew that he had been seeing someone else when something first started happening between them, but since the drama had blown over, they were able to laugh about it now. 

“I am proud that you are the first,” Luke closed the distance between his lips and hers in a quick, but meaningful kiss. 

This Christmas was the best Christmas that either of them had had in a while. Christmas Day turned into Christmas night which was filled with board games, wine, and laughter. Luke spent most of the night watching Juls interact with his family. She naturally blended with the sweetness of his mother but was willing to put up a fight with his father. His brothers loved her sense of humor and the back and forth she kept up with them. And his cousins loved her. The kids wanted to sit next to her at dinner and during the board games for the rest of the night.  

Luke was happy. 

[andrewgarfields]

gonna tell my kids this was the falcon and winter soldier

[bad1dimagines]

🔗.

[2tiedships2]

I’m feeling nostalgic.

[rosegoldjen]

help wanted: a French best friend (male or female; if male, I cannot promise that I will not fall in love with you) with the patience to teach my dyslexic ass conversational French 

[jesswhitlock]

Someone: "How are you today?”

The hallucination of Edward Cullen that I keep around at all times: "Lie."

[worstgirlintheworld]

girls im going to keep it real with u im getting worried about my spotify wrapped already

[hstylesgallery]

Harry Styles for L’Officiel Hommes. (photo by Daniyel Lowden)

[stars-bean]

Titanic (1997) dir. James Cameron

[thedailystyles]

gucci: Hand and hound: peeking on set with @harrystyles for the new #GucciTailoringcampaign. #AlessandroMichele

[teamnick]

[sip-the-bitterness]

We can’t deny the strong chemistry between these two.

[gownegirl]

“She closes her eyes. He probably won’t come back, she thinks. Or he will, differently. What they have now they can never have back again. But for her the pain of loneliness will be nothing to the pain that she used to feel, of being unworthy. He brought her goodness like a gift and now it belongs to her. Meanwhile his life opens out before him in all directions at once. They’ve done a lot of good for each other. Really, she thinks, really. People can really change one another. You should go, she says. I’ll always be here. You know that.” NORMAL PEOPLE (2020)

[luekhemmings]

Can you say it without genius?