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Everyone deserves to hear this. Rb to save someone's day ❤

Harry Styles saying “Hi, baby”

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I wish

reblog and you’ll get a photo with your love in 2016/2017

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Pakko

This is the rare money moomin . Reblog and money will come your way !

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Legend.

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I’m so proud of my boy, he’s a talented legend <3

I love this and no I HAVEN’T WATCHED DUNKIRK YET😭😭😭.

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my mouth says ‘Finn’, but my heart says ‘Fee-on’

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This makes me want to cuddle him so bad omg

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Harry Styles Imagine - He finds out you’re pregnant

Your P.O.V.

The stick in my hand wasn’t showing anything yet. My nerves were killing me and I felt like I’d explode. For two weeks I had been experiencing morning sickness and I’ve been really bad, my period was late and I felt moody. So I got a pregnancy test and I was currently waiting for the answer. I was scared. 

If I was pregnant, how would Harry take it? We had been together for a little past two years and he was at the top of his career at the moment, getting more popular day by day if that was even possible. I feared that he wouldn’t take this well although he loved the thought of a family. Harry was good with kids but was he ready for own one?

A beep snapped me out of my thoughts. My E/C eyes scanned the white stick and my heart jumped to my throat. A shiver ran down my spine and I had to rub my eyes to make sure I wasn’t imagining things. The test had two blue lines on it. That meant that I was pregnant. I nearly dropped it from my hand and I had to cover my mouth so I wouldn’t alarm Harry. He was still asleep, probably exhausted from his work.

Shock took over me. I started to think about all the worst possibilities, replaying them in my head and making it seem worse. I stood up with weak legs and I looked at my reflection in the mirror. My skin was a little dull because I felt so sick, my hair was still messy and I had tears rolling down my face. Suddenly I sobbed and then I held my breath. This wasn’t good.

We had used protection. One of them must’ve been bad or something but now I was pregnant with Harry. Harry Styles would be a father. 

I put the test down and then I ran my hand through my hair, feeling purely terrified and frustrated. ‘’Is everything alright in there?’’ I heard Harry’s raspy morning voice. I swallowed the lump in my throat and tried to gather myself. ‘’Yes, I’m going to take a shower’’ I answered as happily as I could. Harry knew me well and I wasn’t sure if he believed me or not. ‘’You sure you’re alright? I think I heard you crying’’ He admitted and tried to open the door but it was locked.

My body started trembling because I was scared. I didn’t want Harry to find out just yet. ‘’I just hit my toe’’ I lied, feeling awful about it. ‘’Baby open the door’’ Harry sighed, obviously not buying my lies. I wiped my tears away and unlocked it, letting him walk in. Little did I remember the test on the counter. Harry saw that I had bloodshot and glossy eyes. It made him look sad.

‘‘What’s wrong?’‘ He cooed and pulled me into a hug. I bit my lips together, drawing blood as I tried not to break down. ‘‘Something..happened’‘ I began but then my feelings took over. Warm, salty tears escaped my tired eyes and I clinged onto Harry, feeling like my world fell apart. He held me close and rubbed my back with his hand. Harry didn’t like to see me sad. He usually tried to cheer me up by telling jokes or cooking with me. We could watch movies and then talk things through.

But now I needed a cry. I was afraid I’d lose Harry, the love of my life. He treated me so nicely and I wanted to treat him the best as well. With him, I was the happiest. So if he wouldn’t take this well, I wouldn’t be sure what I’d do with my life.

Suddenly Harry froze, stopping whatever he was doing. I felt how his muscles tensed around me. Then he stepped back and looked into my eyes. I saw how his forest green ones were wide open and his pinkish lips were parted. His expression seemed shocked yet unsure. It confused me because I didn’t tell him yet.

‘‘Y/N..is that-’‘ Harry tried to ask me but nothing came out. He was looking at something beside us. I tilted my head and saw the pregnancy test. My body froze and I stepped back, feeling dumb since I left it there, for anyone to see. Then I hurried to grab it and hold it against my chest. Harry and I just stared at each other silently for a while. 

We were both dumbfounded with a million thoughts running through our heads. His eyes got glossy and then he broke the silence. ‘’Is that what I think it is?’’ Harry asked me with a small voice.I sniffled and nodded. ‘’I’m pregnant’’ I managed to push the words out of my mouth. My head hurt and I felt like spinning. I had to sit down so I sat on the floor, hugging my knees as I stated crying.

That’s it. Harry would leave me.

‘‘I’m s-sorry, please don’t..go’‘ I sobbed and tried to look at Harry. He looked at me with a blue look before joining me on the floor. He looked at the test, probably wondering how it happened or when. He knew we always used protection and the worst thing that could happen was that he’d suspect I had cheated on him. I hadn’t. I would never do that to Harry.

Harry put the test down and then pulled me on his lap. It took me by surprise as he hugged me tightly, like he would never let me go. ‘’This is amazing..’’ Harry managed to say and then he faced me, tears in his eyes yet he was smiling so brightly. I didn’t understand anything.

‘‘Aren’t you..mad?’‘ I asked him and looked away, feeling embarrassed. Harry cupped my face and wiped away my tears. ‘‘No. I would never be mad at something like this.Why would you think so?’‘ He wanted to know, speaking with a soft voice. My heart started fluttering as my fears vanished. They were replaced my joy and excitement. Was this real? Were we going to be parents?

‘‘I just thought since you’re so successful and I was scared this would ruin things’‘ I admitted honestly. Harry shook his head as I spoke. ‘‘My career isn’t bigger than this Y/N. You know you can tell me anything’‘ He cooed lovingly, sniffling a little bit. He made me smile.

‘‘We’re going to be parents’‘ I whispered and then laughed, having tears on my face at the same time. ‘‘Mommy Y/N’‘ Harry said, getting excited as well. ‘‘Daddy Harry’‘ I answered and we both hugged again.Harry’s strong arms held me close to him and I was holding onto his shirt. We just cried from happiness. This time I felt relieved. 

I was so lucky that I found Harry. He was the best boyfriend ever and I knew he’d be the best father as well.

A/N: I hope you like this. I have written really really little pregnancy things. Any thoughts? :)

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reblog if youre still an ot4 fan and support the 4 of them as One Direction AND as solo artists.

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promo first 100!

MBF: @horansqueen

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if you’re not following me and you don’t reblog this, i will not promote you

i will promote everyone in groups of 10 with faves bold.

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Harry Styles (Alex) Imagine - Bad News

Your P.O.V.

It was late in the evening and I was just done with milking the cows. I fed them and started to make my way inside the house I shared with my husband, Alex. It was a cool day and I had to wear a little more clothes. Luckily, it wasn’t bad. The world was suffering and everyday seemed to get worse.

I made my way home and it was a short walk. As I opened the door, I heard cussing and objects falling down on the wooden floor. My heart jumped to my throat but I kept going further inside. I got past the hall and then I was in the big living room. Alex was facing me with his back, his hands tangled in his hair as he obviously tried to gather himself. The table was on it’s side on the floor and some things had fallen over. Worry crept inside of me as I feared the worst.

‘‘Darling, what’s wrong?’‘ I broke the silence, already feelings tears by my eyes. He groaned and tilted his head, still keeping quiet. I ignored my own foolish fears as I got by his side, placing my hand on his shoulder and finally, he looked at me. Alex wasn’t the type of man to get frustrated in front of me too easily. Now, he had bloodshot eyes, messy hair and he was completely tense from his head to his toes. His forest green eyes were dulled by sadness and anger.

‘‘I’m so sorry, Y/N’‘ He finally spoke and pulled me into a hug. It took me by surprise but I didn’t waste time as I hugged him back. His strong arms held me tightly, close to his chest and his head was lowered in the crook of my neck in desperate need of comfort. I held onto his soft jacket and tried to melt into his touch. It’s like he tried to hold me so tightly that he’d never have to let go. Whatever upset it this bad had obviously broken his heart and it broke mine too.

‘‘I’m..so fucking sorry’‘ Alex growled, sounding so frustrated and devastated at the same time. ‘‘For what?’‘ I asked him, fearing with my entire soul for the worst news we had been waiting for. ‘‘I’m going away’‘ He started quietly and stepped back. His big hands cupped my face and my own salty tears already ran down my face. ‘‘For..who knows how long. I’m going to war, Y/N’‘ Alex confirmed my worst nightmare. I could physically feel how my heart crumbled in my chest. I looked at my amazing husband and thoughts crawled into my mind.

What if he’d die? 

Shock took over me and I was too hurt to form proper words. I just hugged him again and let my tears spill. Alex didn’t mind our closeness at all and he hugged me back. I cried against his chest and let him cry too, if he needed. We were just clinging onto each other in our cold living room. We weren’t bothered to heat the house up. We just held each other, afraid it’d be the very last time.

My legs felt weak as I stood. As his wife, I wanted to do something, anything to make him stay. Of course I couldn’t. Millions of women like me were in the same situation and I would be selfish to ask him not to go. War was so unfair and my heart ached by just the thought of it.

‘‘I’m leaving tomorrow morning..’‘ Alex informed me after a while. I nodded and swallowed some tears. A little later I sobbed, unable to hold it back. ‘‘Aw love’‘ He sniffled and picked me up like I was light as a feather. He took me to our bedroom and got in bed with me. It was easier to snuggle and enjoy each other’s presence. 

‘‘I don’t..k-know what to say’‘ I admitted with a stuttering voice. He put some strands of my hair behind my ear and met my eyes. Although he was sad, afraid and angry, he cracked a smile for me. I saw his dimples and the crinkles by his beautiful eyes. He then wiped away my tears. Being speechless in this situation made me feel rotten inside. My stomach twisted as I imagines my husband in the warzone. 

‘‘I love you Alex’‘ I breathed out after a little while. Tears rolled down his face silently after I said that. ‘‘I love you too, so so much Y/N’‘ Alex returned those meaningful words. I’d cherish his voice forever if this was our last time like this. Of course, there was a chance that he’d survive and come back. But would he be the same man after that? Could he ever smile again after seeing countless of people dying? 

It was hard not to think of the worst situations.

Words were like stars at that moment. They were far away and hard to reach so it was easier to be quiet for a while. We spent the entire night tangled in each other’s arms, only saying a few things every once in a while. My eyes started to get heavy by the time of sunrise. Although sleeping sounded so good, I couldn’t do that. Alex had to prepare for his journey. I got in the kitchen and tried to find food I could pack for him.

I managed to make bread for him, put water into a bottle and I even got him some homemade taffy. It wasn’t much but it was better than nothing. He had very little things with him as it was time to go. Our neighbour, an old lady and her children who were grown up, promised to check the animals as we left. I’d walk Alex to the train station. It was the least I could do.

The sun was up by the time we were there. A lot of couples and even children were here, everyone in a very dark mood. Alex stood in front of me as the train came closer. I grabbed his hand and I tried to stop myself from crying. ‘’Please..please come home alive’’ I whispered sadly and looked at him, seeing the sadness reflecting in his face. ‘’I will’’ He nodded and kissed my hand. ‘’I promised’’ Alex promised me, trying to convince me. I wanted to believe him, but no one could know their fate when it came to war. 

The train arrived and made and annoying sound. People came off and then it was time for goodbyes. Alex led me by one of the doors. Before he left, he turned to me. Then he cupped my face and kissed me deeply. My heart started beating faster as I kissed him back, loving the feeling of his lips on mine, making me feel so happy.

Our lips parted and we were both heartbroken. He smiled, wanting to stay strong as he got inside. I stayed on the same spot, trying to keep an eye on him as long as I could. Alex sat down by the window and he pushed it down. ‘’I love you so much’’ I yelled, hoping he heard me. ‘’I love you too, my dear’’ Alex let me know and blew me a kiss. Just then the train started moving. I stared as he moved away from me and we waved each other bye.

Then he was gone.

My husband was on a train that would take him to war. Everything had happened so fast. It was so unfair but there was little we could do. Tears seemed to just gush down my face. I felt like the other half of me just left and it was replaced by worry and angst, fear even. Now I was afraid to get the mail and see that one letter, telling me he was dead. It was the one thing I wished to never receive. 

Stay safe, Alex.

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This was brilliant. Exactly what I had to read to get motivated to get out of bed. I loved this!

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Alex X Reader

In which Alex becomes attached to the first beautiful thing he’s seen in weeks.

(I’m putting everything else under a cut in case anyone still hasn’t seen Dunkirk!! It may contain some spoilers.)

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I tried to sing I Have Nothing by Whitney Houston and I want to cry because I started thinking about one direction. Now, at least I got in the mood to write some soppy shit

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MÄ MELKEIN TUKEHUIN MUN KAHVIIN

this is the worst thing i have ever created and i am so sorry.

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I got Alex and I screamed

everyone take this test and see which character you are in Dunkirk

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Harry Styles Imagine - Home Alone

Your P.O.V.

It was Saturday afternoon and I was home alone, waiting for my boyfriend Harry to come home. He was working at the studio nearly everyday and I understood that he was a busy person. We had nights and mornings to ourselves and some Sundays. Soon he had more time for me but I was patient enough.

I was cleaning our house as I listened to the playlist I put together. Just as I wiped the dust off the table, I heard one of the prettiest songs I knew, ‘Audition (fools who dream)’ from the movie La La Land. I was cleaning and singing along to the song happily. Some time passed and soon I forgot to clean as I sang.

‘‘She told me, a bit of madness is key to give us new colours to see’‘ I sang as good as I could. It’s not like anyone would hear me anyway. I grabbed the vacuum cleaner and turned it on. The music was loud enough for me to still hear it. ‘‘So bring on the rebels, the ripples from pebbles, the painters and poets and plays!’‘ My voice carried above the other noises. 

‘‘And here’s to the fools who dream’‘ I sang with Harry who had come home without me realising. A blush spread on my face and I smiled, shutting up immediately. It was a bit embarrassing to get caught singing. Especially because Harry was so good at it and I was just me.

‘‘crazy as they may seem, here’s to the hearts that break, here’s to the mess we make’‘ Harry sang beautifully and walked closer to me. I couldn’t help but to feel happy as I heard his voice. I turned off the vacuum cleaner and then hugged Harry, hiding my face from him. He wrapped his strong arms around me and kissed my head softly.

‘‘You should sing more often’‘ He let me know and the song changed. I shook my head no, trying to forget what just happened but he didn’t make it easy. ‘‘You got a beautiful voice. Why didn’t you let me know before?’’ Harry asked me and grabbed my jaw gently, making me face him. ‘‘You’re just saying that to be kind’‘ I chuckled and avoided eye contact. I just wanted to change the topic and pretend this never even happened.

The song that was playing now was Woman. It was his song so I knew he’d sing until I sang too. ‘‘I’m selfish I know but I don’t ever wanna see you with him’‘ Harry started and cupped my face. It was cute. I put my hands above his and adored him. That’s when I let go of my shyness and tried my best to sing with him. How could I not?

‘‘I’m selfish I know. I told you but I know you never listen’‘ We sang together again. The fact that he got me singing made Harry proud and he offered me the widest smile. He let go of my face but still kept eye contact with me. Call us dorky but at least we had fun!

We sang until the guitar solo. Harry grabbed my waist and pulled me close to him so we were kind of slow dancing. I looked into his stunning green eyes and saw love beaming from them. My heart started beating faster and then I decided to shut the space between us by pressing my lips on his. Harry kissed me back and before we knew it, we were making out on the couch.

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Why can’t I have good things in life like this?

Sunshine -- Fionn Whitehead x Reader Imagine (Requested)

Here are two things that were requested meshed into one mushy, fluffy piece. 

Thanks for reading – I love feedback and I love conversations. x

You cuddled closer into Fionn’s arms, his soft sweater gently brushing against the back of your neck, his fingers splayed over your tummy – his grip, although soft, was reassuring and it made you feel protected.

You felt him hold you closer, hearing his sigh fill the quiet that the movie had created for suspenseful reasons. You laughed when you felt Fionn twitch a little when the killer showed himself on the screen.

“That funny to you?” He asked, his voice slow and deep. The movie limited his talking during the film, but you loved to hear this voice – it reminded you of the times, the few times, when you had the opportunity to hear him wake up in the mornings.

Although you had both been dating for a little over two months, you had both decided to take things slowly – considering you had both been hesitant about entering a relationship, you had both figured it would have been easier to take things slow and build things as it went along.

You giggled when Fionn brushed the hair out of his eyes, “It’s cute.”

“I am very cute, thank you,” he said, a sleepy grin sliding across his face.

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