#bravebesson

[prettytoxicrevolver]

Four Times You Held Karl Jacobs Hand and The One Time It Meant Something More

Requested? Nah

Warnings? fluff fluff fluff

Summary: You and Karl hold hands (just trust me okay)

Word Count: 1,428

One

You sit in the waiting room of the doctors office, your leg bouncing uncontrollably as you nervously look around. It was far too early in the morning for you to be this anxious already but couldn’t help it considering where you were. 

“(y/n),” Karl calls your name, making you look at him. “It’s gonna be okay.” 

He rests a hand on your shaking knee and goosebumps flood over you at his touch. You had been ordered a blood draw by your doctor so they could run some tests, and had to fast from food for the test to work. You had woken up far too early for the 9 am test and called Karl hoping he could calm you down. He offered to come with you to the appointment and that’s how you got here. 

“(y/l/n)?” The nurse calls out, stepping into the waiting room. 

You instantly look at Karl, nerves flaring up and he stands, grabbing your hand and walking you over to the nurse. She smiles at you kindly, telling you to follow her into the small patient's room. She has you sit down on the comfy recliner and indicates that Karl can sit on your right side.

“I assume you have a fear of needles?” the nurse asks kindly as she preps your arm. 

“Very much so,” you agree and smile meekly at her. 

“Well it’ll be over quickly and your boyfriend is here which always helps.” 

You go to correct her but she pulls out the needle she plans to use and you whip your head to face the other way. Your heart pounds half in fear of the needle and half in nerves because of Karl’s touch against yours. Karl smiles at you encouragingly, slipping his hand into your free one and intertwining your fingers together. 

“Squeeze my hand as hard as you need to, okay?” he tells you and you nod nervously. 

Karl holds eye contact as the needle pinches your skin and you flinch, squeezing his hand in yours. Karl doesn’t even make a face, simply rubbing his thumb over the back of your hand and keeping a neutral gaze with you. The nurse lets you know when she’s almost finished but Karl’s gaze has you forgetting the pain and fear all together. 

“And you’re all done!” the nurse cheers and you glance back at your arm to see gauze wrapped around and your blood sitting in vials on a tray. 

You sort everything out with the secretary at the front desk before heading outside, a sigh of relief escaping you. You look over to Karl and realize your hands are still entwined. The warmth of his hand is comforting against yours and you consider leaving it like that. However, you both chicken out, your nerves getting the best of you and let go of each other. 

“Wanna get breakfast?” 

Two 

“It’s gonna be fine,” you tell Karl, placing your hands on his shoulders and staring into his shiny green eyes. 

“What if I stumble and fall? What if I fuck up my words? What if no one knows who I am? What if-” he continues listing off the possibilities until you shake his shoulders lightly, forcing him to look at you again. 

“Honey,” you start, slipping your hands from his shoulders to his hands. You cup his hands in yours, squeezing them both in reassurance and Karl leans into your touch. 

“You are going to go out on that stage, strut your stuff, read that winner's name, and smile like the goddamn rockstar that you are.” 

Karl’s stare is so incredibly fond your heart plummets quickly before raising into your throat. It feels like an electric current going through you as his hands cling to yours. Someone calls his name and you offer another reassuring tap of your hands and he presses a kiss to your cheek before running off. 

You watch nervously as he heads out, strutting across the stage like the king he is, and stepping up to the microphone. Your smile overtakes your face, and you stand in the wings waiting for your best friend to come back to you. 

He hands the cards over to the producers before turning towards you, he runs over and you raise your hands up, his hands meeting yours in a high five that ends with the two of you holding hands once more. 

“I’m sorry,” you start grinning. “Am I right or am I right?” 

“You were right,” Karl concedes and the two of you stay grinning at each other. 

Three

“(y/n)! Slow down!” Karl calls out to you as you race through the arena. 

You were headed to your seats for the Harry Styles concert the two of you had been waiting for forever. You had bought the tickets the minute they went on sale and ended up with pit tickets, something you had been gushing about since the minute the charge went through on your card. 

The two of you head towards the pit, Karl trying to keep track of you as you bound farther away from him. Thankfully, you’re both in matching fits, going all out for the concert in the most dramatic way possible. 

Finally, you get there and settle into a good spot. You end up taking photos, talking excitedly with other fans, and waiting anxiously. The show eventually starts and you’re pulled into the excellence that is a Harry Styles concert. 

When the lights come up, your heart falls and a tear drops from your eye. Karl reaches up, brushing away the wetness from your cheek. You look up to him, offering a sad smile and he gives you a quick hug. 

He steps in front of you, trying to weave through the mass of people in the pit. For a moment you’re nervous about making it out, but Karl reaches back and grabs your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. 

The comfort of his skin on yours keeps you calm as he leads you out of the crowd and eventually out of the stadium itself. You’re halfway to the car when you realize you’re still holding onto each other tightly. 

“So,” you start and as if Karl notices just as quickly as you do, nerves beating you down once again and he lets go. 

“Favorite song?” 

Four 

“Wait!” Karl calls and you look at him confused. 

He gets out of the car and shuts the door quickly behind him. He walks around the car and opens your door, holding his hand out for you. You take it, smiling ridiculously as he helps you out of the car and shuts the door behind you. 

Your hands linger together for a bit before you both let go, shy smiles thrown each other’s way. You head into the grocery store, shopping for dinner and random extras for the rest of the week. After checking out, you head back to the car where Karl stops in front of your door again. 

You tilt your head at him and he holds his hand out to you again. You take it and he opens your door, helping you into the car and shutting it carefully behind you. You felt like a princess the way Karl treats you and your hands shake at the giddy feeling in your stomach. 

And One 

“Hey!” you greet Karl as he walks into your kitchen. 

He sets down his stuff, making his way over to you and wraps his arms around your shoulders as a quick hug. He heads out to your dining room, setting up the table before coming back into the kitchen. 

He pauses at the doorway, leaning against it and watching you cook. His eyes follow your figure, a soft smile on his lips and the thought crosses his mind that he wants to do this every single night forever. 

“Hey,” Karl says and you turn to look at him, your head cocking to the side. 

He strides over to you, slipping his hands into yours and focusing on the skin pressed into his. He looks down, for a moment imagining a wedding day like this before looking back up to meet your eyes. 

His head dips down to meet yours, and his lips feel like butter and fire wrapped all into one. They mold to yours perfectly and light you up from top to bottom. Your hands squeeze his as he deepens the kiss and it takes you a moment to gain your surroundings when you part. 

“Okay?” he asks, squeezing your hands reassuringly. 

“Perfect.”

[rossmccallsqueen]

everlasting daisy for the asks

Everlasting daisy: what was the last dream you remember having?

The last vivid one I had was with me and my friend @bravebesson and we were in New York City. We were walking around the city and ran into Harry styles and it was like we’d known him forever?? Like we KNEW him and so he asked us to get pancakes with him and we’re like it’s 4pm and he went “it’s always time for pancakes”

I woke up and told her and she was like “well he isn’t wrong” 😂

Send me some asks from here!

[lovablebesson]

Happy birthday!!

Happy birthday to my bestie @bravebesson!!❤❤ you are such a sweetheart Em and you deserve the world..even though we don't talk as much as we would like to..you are still my very favourite person in the whole world and I love you..thank you for all your support and thank you for an amazing year so far❤ I love you Em❤❤

[boomboomboomwayhoo]

requested by @bravebesson :)) hope you like it, love

[whydontwe-fanfics]

Can I have some why don’t we fan fix blog recommendations ? I’m new on tumblr.

@majesticmarais @averyonelovesjack @kjavery @ijustreallylovethem @dannyboyseavey @bravebesson those are only a few, plenty more but their blogs have really good choices

[blueeyedbesson]

What do you think about @bravebesson¿

@bravebesson

she is one of the greatest people ever & i love her

[logical-rock]

Okay so...

Rare moment of people actually liking my name because normally I get shit for it and YES MY FIRST NAME IS BEAR. But like thank you to @duh-danii and @bravebesson for being ACTUAL LITERALG QUEENS unlike the rest of the people who have seen/heard my name

[rekiroyaldynamitepacific]

All About Me :)

Tagged by @bravebesson

Rules: Answer 30 questions then tag 20 blogs you would like to know better

Nickname: Jocy or Jo

Gender: Trash (Female)

Star Sign: Libra

Height: 5’1? Idk honestly

Time: 8:13pm

Birthday: October 14

Favorite Bands: Why don’t we, Jack & Jack, Imagine Dragons, 5sos, Prettymuch

Favorite Solo Artists: Shawn Mendes, Ed Sheeran, Niall Horan, Troy Sivan

Song Stuck In My Head: Welcome to the Black Parade - My Chemical Romance

Last Movie I Watched: The Death Cure

Last TV Show I Watched: Supernatural

When Did I Create My Blog: sometime at the beginning of 2017

Last Thing I Googled: Answers to my earth science textbook :)

Do you have any other blogs: @shitty-wdw-blog and a coulple other ones where I never post

Do you get asks: usually only the “pass the happy” type ones

Why did you choose your URL: My cat’s name and I just liked ‘o1’

Following: 69

Followers: 113

Favorite color: beige

Average hours of sleep: About 6

Luck number: 21

Instruments: Piano

What am I wearing: sweatpants, spaghetti strap

How many blankets I sleep with: 1

Dream Job: Author

Dream Trip: Anywhere

Favorite Food: Shrimp

Nationality: mexican-american

Favorite song at the moment: Beg - Jack & Jack

Tagging: @heartsavery @cloudyvides @reeebeeekeea @yellowcorbyn @superseavey @daddyavery @zherronaddict @seaveysupreme @danieljseavey @coffeemarais @darlingavery @daisy-hearts @nightsspentthinking @adorbbilyavery @boomboomboomwayhoo @avanunez13 @allforwdw @allmyloveavery @beauty-chickee @whydontwejustbesomethingdiffrent

[prettytoxicrevolver]

You tuck your papers away before plopping them down on the growing finished pile. It was nice to get a lot of your homework done for the weekend but you were slowly growing more and more tired. One of your last assignments was to read and annotate a poem and you were happy to be almost done.

You can feel your neck crick and your back ache as you move and decide to stand and read the poem to help. As you read, you mutter the lines under your breath and pause to highlight and annotate the lines. In the middle of your words, you hear a knock on your door and when you look up you boyfriend Karl is walking in.

“Hello love.” He greets. He leans down and pecks your lips and you smile into the simple kiss. He takes a seat in your rocking chair and pulls out his phone as you continue to recite the lines out loud.

A bit of time passes before Karl stops and watches you. His eyes trail over you as you pace and wave your hand in the air trying to decipher the almost archaic English. You’ve just paused to write something down when he speaks again.

“What are you doing?” He asks and the question gets you to stop. You realize how much of a mess you must look. Your hair is pulled into a low bun, a pen stuck behind your ear and a highlighter held loosely in your hand. Karl’s oversized hoodie hides the cotton shorts you’ve grown accustomed to.

“I’m reading this poem and annotating it.” You tell him and before he can ask another question something connects in your brain and you have to scribble down a comment before you lose it. Karl watches in awe as your train of thought is quickly caught before fleeing.

“You’re cute when you concentrate.” He observes and you smile. He stands from his position and makes his way over to you.

He pulls the papers out of your hands and tosses them onto the rocking chair behind him. He slips his hands around your waist while yours entwine behind his neck. Your fingers play with the back of his hair, swirling the strands around your fingers and letting go to create the perfect curl pattern.

Karl’s eyes close at your touch and a soft smile dances on your lips. When his eyes slowly peel open he’s quick to lean down and press his lips to yours and close his eyes so he can sink into the feeling.

Your body is pulled flush against his and the soft clatter of your pen falling from your ear only adds to the perfect moment. When you pull back for air, Karl chases your lips before finally moving back to look at you.

“you think i can convince you to give up on homework for now and come hang out with me?” he asks, a mischievous smile upon his face.

“mhm. there’s a possibility.”

You break into a wide grin and Karl reflects it, giggling like a little kid before pulling you close once more.

[olivias-cardigan]

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[whydontwerunner]

IF I DIDNT TAG YOU, STILL DO THIS TAG! LETS GET TO KNOW ALL THE LIMELIGHTS!

Study Break Tag

 Rules: Tag 10 people you want to get to know better.

 Tagged by: @why-dxnt-we

 Relationship Status: SINGLE bc boys play too much fucking games... 

 Favorite Colour: Purple //Black //Grey 

 Lipstick or Chapstick: Both but I wear chapstick more 

 Three Favorite Foods: Pizza//Street Tacos //Anything with Chicken

 Last Song You Listened To: "I Mean It" by G-Eazy 

 Last Movie You Watched: "Why Him" or "Girls Trip" 

 Top 3 TV shows: The Originals// Bob’s Burgers// Ghost Adventures

 Top 3 Bands: Why Don’t We//One Direction//5SOS 

 Top 3 Favorite Artists: MGK// G-Eazy// Nicki Minaj 👑

 Books You Are Currently Reading: "Adultolescence" by Gabbie Hanna// "Glass Sword" by Victoria Aveyard

 I tag: ANY OF YOU WHO WANT TO DO THIS!!! I want to get to know you guys! @why-d-we @thatssoherron @magicalmarais @nightsspentthinking @whydontweband @jonahjunkie @coffeemarais @bravebesson @dannyboyseavey @jackandthecorbeanstalk

[flowerseavey-blog]

All About Me :)

Tagged by @xxdennnxx

Rules: answer 30 questions then tag 20 blogs you would like to know better.

Nickname: Moni

Gender: Female

Star sign: Cancer

Height: 5’5”

Time: 9:40 pm

Birthday: June 23

Favorite Bands: Why Don’t We, Pretty Much, Fifth Harmony, Little Mix

Favorite Solo Artist: Ariana Grande, Eric Bellinger, Camilla Cabello

Song Stuck In My Head: Trust Fund Baby by Why Don’t We

Last Movie I Watched: Baywatch

Last Show I Watched: TEOTFW

When Did I Create My Blog: I don’t know 😂

What Do I Post: Absolutely nothing

Last Thing I Googled: Stuff for school

Do You Have Any Other Blogs: Nope

Do You Get Asks: Nope

Why Did You Choose Your URL: Because I love flowers and Daniel Seavey

Following: 261

Followers: 40

Favorite Color: Purple and Black

Average Hours of Sleep: 7-9 hours

Lucky Number: 23

Instruments: Nope

What am I wearing: A pyjama dress

How many blankets I sleep with: 1 or 2

Dream job: Doctor / Nurse

Dream Trip: Paris or LA

Favorite food: Spaghetti

Nationality: Lebanese

Favorite song at the moment: 10.000 Hours by Pretty Much

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[starlost-andfound]

Tagged by @ihwdw

Rules: tag 9 people you’d like to get to know better

Top 3 ships:

1. Dramione  - Draco and Hermione

2. Westallen - Barry Allen and Iris West

3. Mileven - Mike and Eleven

Lipstick or chapstick: Chapstick

Last song: Can’t Stop by Red Hot Chilli Peppers

Reading: Allegiant

What food are you craving? Quesadillas. It’s 8 AM but still.

Tagging: @chilling-seavey @ijustreallylovethem @majesticmarais @seaveyserenitysurvey @katie-avery @bravebesson​ and anyone else who wants to do it!

[whydontwe-fanfics]

Do u have any wdw fanfic acc recommendations?? I luv fluff and angst!!!!

Here are a few on my following list - 

@majesticmarais @bravebesson @boomboomboomwayhoo @jonahjunkie @faithinwdw @noodles-send-n00ds @coffeemarais

[prettytoxicrevolver]

WHAT THE FUCK???

uhm i know most people will say something nice and profound and on and on but i can only do that sometimes

so for one, thank you thank you thank you. never thought my dumbass fantasies could get me this far. i love y’all. i appreciate the support more than you know.

i always wanted to be a writer and seeing a number like that helps me feel like this isn’t for nothing. so thank you.

now

WHAT DO WE DO TO CELEBRATE

cause i will spend a week thanking y’all and celebrating so what do you want to see? drabbles? personal fics? ships? edits? fancams? i’ll do it all.

THANK YOU!!!

[prettytoxicrevolver]

Homework | Anthony Beauvillier Drabble

Papers are spread around you like crazy with your laptop shining in your eyes. You have a pen tucked behind your ear and a highlighter in your hand as you go over the same sentence for what feels like the seventh thousand time. You were exhausted no doubt but you still had so much homework left and only so much time.

You barely register the sound of the front door opening and your boyfriend walking in. He’s just back from practice and you’re grateful to have him home. It’s his off season but he’s still at the gym everyday practicing to stay fit for the next season.

He walks over and greets you with a small hi in his beautiful but slight accent and a kiss to the forehead. You mumble back in response and return to your same sentence. You’re humming it now, repeating it soundlessly trying to see if that helps. It doesn’t.

“What are you working on?” Tito asks as he sets his stuff down in the other room before making his way back over to you.

“Critical theories homework.” You half respond and he nods. He disappears again and this time you make it through a solid two more sentences before he’s back and changed into a new outfit.

He walks straight over to you and wraps his arms around your shoulders and places a kiss on your cheek. You lean back into his embrace and close your eyes. You could practically fall asleep right here if you wanted to. The smell of his cologne and his soft embrace are enough to rock you to sleep for the next thirty years. But you can’t considering you want to graduate and get your degree eventually.

“Read to me.” You murmur and he gives you a confused look. He pulls a chair up next to yours and you push the paper over to him. You couldn’t stand to look at it for another second and you’ve always adored Tito’s voice. It was soft and sweet, his soft accent making every word unique and something you hung onto.

You point to the sentence you had just left off on and he shifts the short four page paper into his strong hands. He brings it up to his face and you lean back once more. Your head lays to the side as you watch him read and begin to pronounce the elegant words. His lips catch on some of the bigger words but he takes his time pronouncing each syllable in the voice you love so much and you lose track all over again of what you were reading.

“What?” He asks when he realizes you’re looking at him and not paying attention. You hadn’t realized but a soft smiled creeped onto your lips as you listened to the love of your life speak. He was your happy place. The one your therapist had talked about for years and you couldn’t find. It wasn’t a memory or a place. It was a person. It was Tito.

“Nothing.” You say shaking your head slightly.

“Pay attention.” He commands and your smile grows wider. He’s always wanted the best for you. Always pushed towards it. You’ve always returned the favor and together we’ve always taken on the world together. You love him.

He begins to read again but you slowly pull the paper away and place it back onto the table. Before he can answer you lean forward and press your lips against his and feel him relax. You knew he was tired too from the constant training.

“Let’s just relax for the day yeah?” He asks.

“Yeah.”