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pursuitsofreason replied to your post:xarry zarry zerrie
OMG I’m the same way I always try to figure out ways to pronounce them differently in my head and then I’m just like lol nope
it’s so weird! it’s like i conceptualize them so differently that i can’t actually wrap my mind around them sounding the same!!!
pursuitsofreason replied to your post: me: *my birthday is in like 3 days may...
Happy early birthday!
harlequinharry replied to your post: me: *my birthday is in like 3 days may...
Awwwww! Advanced happy birthday then!
Thank you, babes!!
dracoyoulittlepoofer replied to your post: me: *my birthday is in like 3 days may...
YOUR BIRTHDAY IS COMING UP!?!?! I feel so alive! Rise!!!
It’s in 3 days!! Since my family is a bit here and there, I get to celebrate it over 3 days. One day with one side of the family, one day with another, and one day with my friends ;) Honestly, it’s a pretty sweet deal. The actual day isn’t until Monday 29th, though <3
Happy Birthday!!
thank you so much! xx
3, 8, 9, 10. HL please :)
3. louis is the one who wakes up in the middle of the night when there’s the tiniest bit of noise on the baby monitor and sneaks out of bed to heat the milk and feed the baby
8. they both hold each others’ hands just as much because they’re always dragging each other places
9. louis would be the one to hold his breath on their wedding day and do that face he does when his life is flashing through his eyes. and then his eyes will crinkle because harry is beaming at him and holding his hands like they’re the most precious thing in the world
10. harry is totally the photographer and wants to document every happy moment of their life. sometimes louis tries to grab the camera because he’s stubborn but harry makes fun of him for being short before indulging him and letting him take a silly couple selfie
"Mondays are your diaper days.” (H/L please)
The familiar crying wakes Harry up pretty quickly. He groans as he looks at the digital clock on his bedside table. It’s not even an hour he should be awake. It’s still pitch black outside and he had been in a very nice dream, wrapped around his husband both in the dream and in their bed.
“Shh,” Louis whispers from next to Harry. He leans over and kisses Harry’s cheek before shuffling out of the bed.
“Wha’re’doin’?” Harry slurs, voice thick from sleep.
“I’m going to change the baby’s nappy,” Louis whispers back. Harry’s grateful for it as he knows louder noises will just make him wake up quicker. “I know Mondays are your nappy days but you need sleep, babe.”
Harry grunts out his thanks and rolls over into the warm spot in the bed that Louis’ leaving behind. He falls asleep pretty much instantly, wrapped in the cocoon of blankets that is their bed.
A short while later, the bed dips and Louis slips in behind him, pressing himself against Harry’s back. Harry immediately reaches for Louis’ hand, only to wake up properly. He rolls over and looks at Louis, eyes a little wide.
“Love?” Louis prompts.
“Lou, you smell like shit,” Harry says, pushing Louis away from him gently.
Louis groans and gets up out of the bed again. “See,” he starts as he heads for their ensuite bathroom, “this is why Mondays are your nappy days.”
You're doing it too?! Either "Mm…your kid before five in the morning", "I think we should have another", "I knew it was a mistake to get the twins matching clothes," or "Sh…they’re asleep" (H/L please) :))
“Can we go now, daddy?” Emma asks, an air of boredom mixed with frustration in her voice as she stands by the front door, shoes on, backpack strapped, hands adorably on her hips.
Harry chuckles as he looks down at his daughter, knowing they’ve both been ready to go for a few minutes now but Louis… well. Louis isn’t dealing with today so well.
It’s Emma’s first day of preschool and Louis is decidedly Not Ready For This. He knew the day was coming, knew it was creeping up on them but he was not prepared for how quickly it had come. Louis was certain he’d merely blinked and Emma had turned four and it had happened all too fast.
“Papa just needs a minute, sweetheart,” Harry said, sighing a little to himself and knowing that Louis didn’t want to cry in front of her, lest he worry Emma, but his emotions had been up and down since last night and though Harry was endeared by his husband, he too was anxious to be going.
Finally Louis emerged from the bathroom, eyes red-rimmed but no signs of tears otherwise.
“Shall we get going, princess?” He asked, cheery for her and knowing Emma was excited about her big day.
He’d promised himself he wouldn’t cry dropping her off and, for the most part, had held his ground pretty well. Harry had stood back to allow Louis to take Emma into the classroom and find her seat, watching as Louis helped her hand her backpack on her chair and read out the nametags of the children at her table. With a watery-eyed goodbye and a hug on the edge of too-tight Louis had stepped back to join Harry at the door.
“You alright?” Harry asked as he laced his fingers with Louis’, slipping off down the hall together.
"I think we should have another,” Louis blurted, looking up at Harry with wide, surprised blue eyes, as if unsure that he’d truly said it aloud.
Laughing, Harry let go of Louis’ hand and draped his arm around his husband’s shoulders, tugging him closer into his side as they left the building to head to the vehicle.
“You do, huh?” He asked, knowing the topic of more children came up here and there and both were wide open to the idea, but work and life sometimes had other plans for them.
“Em’s four now and… that’s not too big an age gap and I’ve always wanted more children. I know you have too. And I don’t want her to be lonely,” Louis said softly.
“Her, or you?” Harry teased, smirking playfully at the slap Louis delivered to his stomach. “Kidding, kidding, Lou. I think we could do it. I think it’d be nice. You were so beautiful, with her,” Harry said, pressing a kiss to Louis’ temple.
“If we’re really serious I’ve only got a couple of weeks left on my suppressants,” Louis offered, looking up at Harry with a sly smile on his lips. Harry grinned, stopping in front of the Range Rover to pull Louis into a warm hug, nuzzling his soft hair gently.
“I’m serious if you are,” Harry told him, already excited at the idea of Louis being pregnant again, of having another baby in their family. He knew how much it meant to Louis to have Emma and to be a father, to spend his days with her. Harry knew how badly Louis wanted to raise a big family; have a house full of children and toys and laughter.
“Let’s have a baby,” Louis said, leaning up on his tiptoes to press a soft kiss to Harry’s lips, smiling into it just barely. He laughed lightly, looking up at Harry, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “God, I haven’t had a heat in years… m’nervous, a little,” He confessed, smirking as he bit his lower lip.
“Don’t worry,” Harry said, hands sliding down Louis’ back to squeeze his pert, round arse. “I’ll clear my schedule.”
Louis Tomlinson :)
Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY
JUST FUCK LOUIS TOMLINSON AND HIS FUCKING FACE AND HIS FUCKING EVERYTHING OMG
D, G, P, Z :)
Did D earlier :)
G - Do you remember your first OTP, if so who was in it
Bless. James/Lily from Harry Potter, but I quickly moved on to Harry/Draco.
P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas)
Welp, what pressure! Okay what about a burlesque/vaudeville AU (only because I'm watching Mrs Henderson Presents).
Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go
My fave thing about fandom is how it can get conversations started, because fans will take any excuse to ramble about their faves with someone who understands. And I love talking to other people who are the same level of obsession with me. I like saying "yeah that pic where he's wearing the denim jacket and -" and have someone say "his hair's all soft and it was taken a couple of months ago?" bc YES I LOVE THAT WE ARE BOTH THAT OBSESSED THAT WE KNOW EXACTLY WHAT PICTURE I AM TALKING ABOUT OUT OF LITERALLY THOUSANDS.
