#dad w2s

[carobear16]

Bros a cutie patootie

[w2soneshots]

Twins -W2S

words: 0.8k+

warnings: none.

summary: you and Harry take your twin babies to see a few of the other sidemen while they film a side cast.

notes: hello lovelies!! i haven’t done a dad!bog fic in a while so this was a nice wholesome one to write💞. i hope you’re all well and you enjoy!!!🤗✨ (request)

Me and Harry have been together since we were young. We got married and just over two years ago we began trying for a baby, little did we know we'd get two for the price of one.

Having twins was not something you plan but we were so excited and felt extremely lucky. We ended up with a baby boy and girl which we were both very pleased about. A mini me and a mini him.

Today we're taking them to see the boys while they film a side cast. They've been nagging Harry over when they were going to see me and the babies again so we thought it'd be a cute surprise.

"Good morning beautiful," my husband whispered just as my eyes fluttered open. I smiled groggily. "Morning, are the twins awake yet?" I asked. "Nope, surprisingly still sound asleep," he replied as he ran his fingers through my hair.

After just twenty minutes of peaceful bliss, the familiar sound of babbling could be heard from our monitor. "I'll get 'em, you get ready," Harry said quickly, before I could get out of bed. "Thank you," I muttered gratefully.

I got myself dressed, did my hair and even had time to apply a little bit of makeup, which was a rare occurrence nowadays.

I then helped Harry by feeding the twins so he could also get dressed. After a tiny struggle to get them both in their car seats we managed to leave the house just a few minutes late.

"They have no idea that the podcast is about to get a lot less boring," I stated as we drove. Harry's hand slipped into mine as he chuckled and the babies giggled in the backseats, completely unaware that they were about to see some of their favourite people.

When we parked, the both of us got out and took a baby each. I unclipped our daughter, Wren's carrier while Harry got our son, Colton.

"Hi boys," I greeted as I walked into the studio. "Hey- wait. y/n?!" Tobi took a double take. I smiled. "I thought it'd be fun if me and the twin's payed you a visit," I replied.

"You brought both of them! Yey!" JJ cheered as he jumped from his seat. "Well, I think it's a bit unethical to leave on at home," Harry stated with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh, yeah yeah, obviously," JJ scratched the back of his head before leaning down to get a better look at the two little cuties in the car seats.

Next, Josh walked into the room. "Hello Harry- oh! Hey!" He walked towards me quickly and we shared a friendly hug. "How've you been?" He asked politely. "I don't get this sort of treatment," Harry butted in. I breathed out a laugh before answering Josh, "I've been great, thank you."

The boys all sat down in their seats on the set and Harry tapped the place next to him. "Come join us, everyone loves when you're in vids," Tobi called cheerily.

Josh sat with Colton while Harry gently rocked a sound asleep Wren. They began the podcast and announced that I'd be joining for the first part of the video.

"So... y/n and Harry, you had a party for the twins first birthday last week," Josh began. "They had no fucking idea what was going on," Harry chuckled. "Oi! Don't swear," JJ whispered. "They're listening," he continued with a hushed voice, his hand pointing back and forth from each baby. I giggled at his seriousness.

"Are you ready to go babe?" I muttered in a high pitched voice as I clipped Colton into his seat. Both of the twins now ready for their nap. He gave me a gummy smile in return and I took that as a 'yes'.

"Catch up soon, yeah?" Tobi confirmed as as we shared a quick hug. "Of course. It was great to see you all," I replied with a warm smile.

Once both me and Harry returned home we put the babies down and then quietly tiptoed out of the dark room. "I never thought we'd get through the first few weeks of being parents, but I can't imagine life without them now," Harry whispered the sweet words as I shut the door.

"That was deep... I'm shocked, in a good way." I smiled longingly up at him then snaked my arms around his neck. He waited just a moment before leaning in. He began pressing soft kisses on my jaw and he continued down to the nape of my neck. "Harry..." I swallowed, my eyes fluttering closed.

He disconnected his lips for a moment before reattaching them to mine. "Mmm..." I moaned into the kiss before pulling away. "Bedroom. Now," I mumbled. He chuckled. "Of course my love," he said in a cheeky voice before we both ran across the hall.

[nenoname]

[allywthsr]

BABYFEVER | (h.lewis)

summary: Y/N sees a TikTok from side+ and gets severe babyfever

wordcount: 1k words

pairing: harrylewis x singer!reader

warnings: none

notes: Y/N is watching this TikTok, literally freaked when I saw it🥲 enjoy and comment your thoughts!

You lay on the couch in the living room, having finished the studio session for today, while scrolling on TikTok and coming across a new side+ TikTok where AI generated the sidemen and what their baby would look like. Harry was the first to start and your ovaries screamed. You‘ve never seen a baby as cute as that and the way Harry was holding it? Get out of here. You needed that, right now.

You‘ve been together for ages as well, and both of your parents annoyed you with a: ”When’s the first baby coming“ weekly. Both of you never felt ready or mature enough to raise a small human being that relied on you, you could barely take care of yourself. Often forgetting to do chores like washing your clothes or bringing out the trash. Don’t get me started on how often you didn’t want to cook, so you just ordered something in, getting takeout way too much. How were you supposed to take care of another breathing thing. You literally gave little Herb to his parents, because you didn’t have enough time to care for him the way he deserved to be cared for.

You loved the trips you took spontaneously or the festivals you could visit without thinking twice. That would change, you weren’t sure if you were ready for this, it was a big responsibility.

But seeing him holding that baby made you forget all the worries, and wanting a baby right now, you needed to see him caring for a child and cuddling with a small human.

He was already the best caring boyfriend you could imagine, massaging your shoulders after a long day, bringing you snacks throughout the day when you worked on new songs in your little home setup, cuddling with you when you craved human contact, and giving you space when you didn’t. He watered the plants when you forget or made the bed when you had to hurry and overslept again. Sending you sweet (or horny) messages when a sidemen shoot took longer than expected and you couldn’t watch your favorite movie as you planned.

And now imagine this man with a kid. It would be chaos but good chaos. Trying to make you breakfast with his little mini-me for you, would end up with flour all over the kitchen floor and the toast black instead of a nice crispy brown. While they go because they had an important ’meeting‘ with the stuffed animals, you had to clean up but you wouldn’t really mind.

Spoiling your child with clothes and toys he found while shooting a sidemen video in central London. Just like he said he would be the fun uncle that gives the sidemen kids candy under the table, he would be the fun dad that could never say ’no‘ to anything and give them candy over the table, because he was the dad and could do anything he wanted.

Comforting them in the middle of the night when a nightmare occurred or the diaper needed a change. Getting the morning cuddles in before both of you had to get up. Your baby laying on his chest and enjoying the skin-to-skin time with their daddy, a hand constantly on their back to comfort them.

He would use every chance to talk about his baby, whether in a sidemen video or on the podcast when the topic was a completely different one.

The way he would sit down at the small table for a tea party dressed as a fairy or play football in the morning on the still wet grass while you prepared breakfast.

He would freak out of excitement on special occasions, like Easter or Christmas, probably more excited than your child.

He would buy way too many gifts and colorful eggs and hide them around the house and garden for your kid to search for when they are older and acting all surprised when they found something. He would definitely hold the egg basket when your baby would say: ”dada hold“, your heart clenching at the thought.

He send you way too many videos on Instagram of dads putting shoe prints with boots and flour on the floor, acting like Santa left them, always telling you how he wanted to do that with your future kids. Drinking the milk, eating the cookies they left out, and putting the carrot for Rudolph back in the fridge. He wouldn’t help with wrapping but definitely chose the gifts, many of them.

So when Harry came through the front door and shouted out a loud: ”Y/N, I‘m home“ and stood up and walked in his direction.

”I want a baby.“

Harry was on his way to greet you with a hug and a kiss but froze in his movements and his eyes widen.

”You, you you you you want a what?“, his stuttering got the best of him.

You chuckled and went to hug him but him being too shocked to hug you back.

”A baby, Harry“, you put your hands on both sides of his head. ”I saw the side+ TikTok where you looked at the AI babies, and that was the cutest thing ever, imagine a small you running around the house.“

It was like a light went on over his head, now understanding where this sudden baby fever came from.

”Let’s get to work then“, he said and scooped you up before carrying you to the bedroom.

[immaterial-girl]

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just go to their website, make an account, and you’ll have to click “yes i want to use the free version yes i promise NO i don’t want to give you money” a couple times but i find it really direct and simple and it walks you through the whole process in one sitting. it takes me less than one afternoon every year

[conscious-naivete]

get ready for bunch of increasingly frustrated and panicked posts cuz i’m only just now doing my taxes

[weirdo-with-a-nametag]

I feel like there's so much your parents are supposed to teach you how to do, and mine didn't. Some of it they assumed I already knew (?) Or punished me for not knowing (??) And now I'm out here clueless. There is a lot that I do not feel I have the knowledge or ability to handle. Where is the support you promised?

[insomniac4000]

w2s dad fic next?

When you told Harry he was going to be a dad, he had the exact response a lot of fans assumed he did.

He screamed. Not a little yelp. No, this was a full-blown Harry freak out; throw chair at the TV, scare the dogs, knock over a mug of tea type of scream. The kind of scream that made you stare at him like he was the one about to give birth right this second.

“You alright?” you asked, already amused. Harry stood there, frozen, a pregnancy test in one hand like it was radioactive. “I—I don’t know how to be a dad! I can’t even keep mint alive. Mint! You just water it!”

“We don’t even have mint in the garden,” you replied.

“Exactly! I forgot to buy the fucking little pot it comes in! We have a shit tone of Coriander. What if our baby is mint and not coriander?” He panicked.

You walked over, put your arms around his neck and kissed his cheek lightly in an attempt to calm him down. “You’re going to be brilliant.”

He didn’t believe you. At least not then.

He watched YouTube tutorials like “How to hold a baby without dropping it” and “Do babies bounce?” (He didn’t stop asking questions of Ethan and Simon, something that you found incredibly adorable.

He overprepared. He thought if he was going to be a shit dad at least the child should want for nothing so he bought a car seat it took four of you to work out how to install. He spent over a grand on a pram that looked more like a Mars rover than anything a human child should be in. Painted the nursery yellow because he read somewhere it was a “neutral, calming colour,” then immediately hated it and repainted it blue. Twice. It had to be blue.

When their son finally arrived, something switched in Harry’s brain. One minute he was a nervous wreck with hands that hovered uselessly like he was defusing a bomb, and the next, he was cradling him like he’d done it his whole life, he stared it his tiny little son in his huge hands and all of sudden there was something which just felt… right. Like it always belonged.

“Okay lad you listen, screams are for FIFA and for freaking out your uncle Chris during football challenges yea fella? Not at 2am.”

Of course it didn’t work but Harry took it in stride. You were breastfeeding but even so he saw it as his duty to take Elliot and settle him back down placing him to sleep, when he wouldn’t settle he would place him on his chest, talking to him about anything and nothing but mostly plane crashed. You would joke it wasn’t appropriate for a child to hear but it didn’t matter, weirdly it worked. Mostly you loved the sight of your two boys, Elliot snuggled on his daddy’s chest both with small smiles on their faces.

He made up games like “Catch the Nappy” (it was never caught), “Burp or Explosion?” and “Milkface,” where he’d put on a bib himself and pretend to chug a bottle. It was for him, obviously. Not because it made his you laugh until you cried.

Bath time became Harry’s favourite thing to do and it became incredibly chaotic, it was his favourite time to make up games.

Elliot would splash, and Harry would retaliate with a tiny cup of warm water over his head, gasping dramatically. “YOU DARE WET THE KING?” he’d yell, causing your son to go into a fit of giggles, his first ever giggles were in the bath.

But for all the chaos, he was good. Really good.

He could soothe him with a gentle rock, do nappies in record speed, he still gagged at them but he got them done incredibly quickly and by the time he turned one, he knew who the fun parent was.

“Dada!” Elliot babbled one day, pointing directly at him, you never saw him smile as widely before.

When you told him you were pregnant again, Harry blinked slowly and whispered, “We’ve done this once. It’s fine. Right?” He was surprisingly calm but when he found out you were having a girl, the panic set in again a little, what did he know about raising girls? Turns out quite a lot.

But when babyLeah arrived, Harry was calmer. Still fun, still slightly chaotic. Still prone to yelling things like “THE BEAST IS FED!” after a bottle, but calmer, he loved his little girl HIS little girl to protect and love.

And Elliot? A surprisingly sweet big brother, considering he was his fathers son he could be sweet at times. Harry’s mum told you it reminded her a lot of Harry and Rosie. There were the odd moments like when Elliot was trying to “share” his half-eaten biscuit by shoving it in Leah’s ear.

Harry loved having two. He joked he was now running a starter Pokémon team.

“Water-type baby and Normal-type toddler. Soon, I will evolve.”

His favourite pastime became launching them into the air in turns, safely, he said and catching them with dramatic “DA-DAAA!” poses like he was on stage. His arms were constantly tired, but his heart was full.

Bedtime routines? A full production. Songs, dances, plushie puppet theatre. Elliot refused to sleep unless Harry did the bedtime story with all of the silly voices. Leah insisted daddy tucking her in as tight as he possibly could.

He suggested the Sidemen do a “father Olympics” video, everyone was sure he would win.

By the time Baby Number Three came along, another boy named Sebastian or Seb—Harry was a seasoned pro.

By now, your house was a noisy, toy-strewn kingdom of tiny humans who all worshipped him like some chaotic, bouncy god. Three mops of blonde hair, three very loud and cheeky personalities

“Seb, this is a football,” he said proudly one day, placing it in front of her at six months. “Your brother kicks it, your sister throws it, and I step on it, fall and scream into the void.”

Elliot now six had learned sarcasm, which was terrifying, Leah was approaching four and had a love of airplanes, Seb the baby was small, squishy, and already mastering his “Dad can’t say no to me” face.

He built pillow forts bigger than his sofa. Turned bedtime into laser-tag hide-and-seek. Once installed a ball pit in the living room “for early stimulation” (and also for diving into like a gremlin when the kids went to bed). You of course made him tidy it all up after as he grumbled.

“Daddy, come play castle!” Was a frequent request.

Harry would sigh, pick up a foam sword, and declare, “Right. I’m the dragon now. You have to slay me before bedtime!”

And they would. Usually with plastic pots on their heads as helmets and the dogs joining in for no reason.

He wasn’t the most traditional dad. He let them stay up late just because. Let them eat cereal with forks “just to see what happened.” He once accidentally let Leah eat a crayon (“It was non-toxic! It said non-toxic!”) and got yelled at for laughing too hard.

But when they were sad, he was there. When they were sick, he was bedside with cuddles and Paw Patrol. When they learned something new, he was front-row with a proud tear in his eye and his phone camera zoomed way too close.

And despite all the chaos, the house filled with laughter.

One night, after finally getting them all to sleep, he collapsed on the couch next to you and sighed, “I used to be famous, you know.”

“You still are,” she said, resting her head on his shoulder.

“Am I?” he yawned.

“Yeah. You’re Dad Famous. You’re the king of puddle-jumping, the pillow fort architect, the fart noise champion of the world.”

He smiled, looking around at the toys, the laundry, the crayons on the walls.

“I’ll take it.”

Then he paused.

“…Wait. Why is it too quiet?”

“Harry, no—don’t jinx—”

A crash.

A scream.

A giggle.

He stood up with a sigh. “Round four begins.”

[respectthepetty]

Itsuki and Fuyu are back as color-coded girls in love in Chaser Game W2!

And the season starts off with the rainbows we left off with last season!

But a year after the events of the last season, the girls aren't together, but they are still color-coded!

Itsuki is still the Heavenly Human (light) but has easily incorporated the color of her Black Brooder into her wardrobe. (This is the closet shot I wanted from Cosmetic Playlover, so thanks ladies for delivering it to me!)

So when Itsuki picks her outfit, she puts on a white top and a black skirt.

Which is smart because the universe is rooting for these color-coded characters to reunite after a whole year.

But first, Itsuki saves some other Black Brooder from street harassment on her way to work at the cafe she and her Black Brooder frequently visited as she awaits her return.

And this is the exact way she met Fuyu the first time by saving her from street harassment. (I see you show!)

But in the present, the game they worked on together is a huge success.

And getting a sequel, so congratulations on the meta, ladies!

We also learn from the daily television horoscope that last season's earrings are out, and necklaces are in this season!

But famous long-lost first loves are also in, and it seems this girl is determined to cause a ruckus!

Itsuki apparently has a type and it's small but fierce!

So the girls finally reunite in front of the color-coded poster of the game they worked on together which is exactly how last season ended.

But Fuyu's color-coded family is there too!

The husband is now gray and the daughter shares Itsuki and Fuyu's colors.

So Fuyu's tells Itsuki what happened in the past year once she returned back home which was Fuyu's mom was a dictator who took her phone and made her quit her job.

But Fuyu's always kept Itsuki in her heart as well as her color on her body.

And just like Itsuki did in the beginning of the episode, Fuyu wore a white top and black skirt when she was basically a servant to her mother.

And it seems Fuyu's husband embraced the g(r)ayness during this time as well.

The daughter seems to have always understood the queer agenda and the color-coding assignment because, one night, she asks her parents to read her And Tango Makes Three, a book about a little penguin who has two dads WHICH IS A REAL BOOK!

So her mom, in her and Itsuki's colors, and her dad in his g(r)ay era, come to some understandings.

Fuyu's husband offers her color-coded romance a lifeline. They will return to Japan and get the hell out of that house!

So we are back where we started with color-coded clothing decisions needing to be made!

And the final choice being to pick BOTH colors.

So even though this first love is scheming her way back into Itsuki's life, Itsuki knows what the end goal is since she, too, is wearing both her and Fuyu's colors at the end of the episode.

And the ending credits let us know that this little color-coded family will get its happy ending.

Even if the daughter has to single-handedly sail this ship!

[w2soneshots]

The best -W2S

words: 0.5k+

warnings: none just a load of fluff.

summary: headcanons of Harry being the best dad.

notes: hi my babies! I’m super busy at the moment so instead of a full fic I thought I’d just write some quick headcanons for you all🫶🏼. Enjoy!!🧸💘

Harry was a nervous wreck when you gave birth to your little girl. But as soon as he held her in his arms all of his worries disappeared, and all he could focus on was your baby.

The first week of being parents was… stressful. Nether you nor Harry knew what you were doing; you just kind of made it up as you went along (which is what most first time parents do).

Harry was a natural though. He took care of you postpartum while making sure the baby was fed, changed and peacefully asleep. Making you somehow love him even more than you already did.

Once you hit the one month mark everything seemed to fall into place. You now had a proper routine, you were fully recovered and the baby was perfectly happy and healthy.

One night after a sidemen shoot Harry returned home with a massive costco teddy bear in his arms. It was almost twice the size of you and could barely fit through the door. He’d taken it after they filmed a ‘mystery box challenge’ since he thought the baby would like it. You burst into tears at the sentiment (hormones). Immediately Harry began to stress. "I’m sorry babe, I can take it back! Don’t cry!" You replied quickly. "No, I love it Haz. That was really sweet.”

Faith made sure to keep in touch with you and she told you on multiple occasions that she was always there if you had a question (since she’s already done the whole newborn thing) or just needed to chat.

You and Harry would regularly sit on your couch and admire the bundle of joy that smiled her cute little gummy smile at you. Both of you completely content with the family you’d created.

Though at times it was difficult, like when the baby just wouldn’t stop crying or the both of you were exhausted and didn’t feel like holding a conversation, you had only gotten closer over the past few weeks. It was like you’d unlocked a new appreciation for each other.

Harry thought you were incredible. You’d gone through nine months of pregnancy, given birth and taken amazing care of a newborn baby all while not complaining once. Ethan had told him that women were literally superheroes but he’d never experienced it first hand until now.

At three months you went on your first family holiday. It felt incredible to lay in the warm sun since it’d been so miserable in London. Harry made sure that your baby was always in the shade and he loved getting her dressed in all the cute summery clothes.

You’d always laugh slightly at how excited he became when she finally woke up from her nap and he could cuddle her again.

When the boys and girls met your baby it was lovely. JJ held her so carefully; like she was a piece of glass that could shatter at any given moment.

Talia had spoken to you about wanting kids in the near future but seeing Simon with your daughter made her feel ready which you were very happy and excited about.

All in all Harry is the best dad, loves his girls very much and would do anything for them.

[skiddo-xy]

MORE things I have to say

Is this turning into a subtle dating sim.

This reminds of Sword and Shield even before because obviously Sword and Shield paved the way for pokemon being "open-world" and now that the norm in Blueberry Academy is double battles I am reminded of Raihan's gym where it was all double battles

CHARGESTONE CAVE HELLO?!?!?!?!? The crystlas even make you buzzy like in bw and as someone who finished white 2 recently woah. Would love to see all your theories when I unmute the indigo mask tag so that I can go spoiler-free

By the way I completely forgot about the name of Uva Academy until yesterday when Cyrano or someone brought it up. The name of Scarlet's version of the school? No clue.

Cyrano is up to something. Also where is Briar.

I like that the music is slightly different for each biome.

I bred an alolan muk to get an alolan grimer and I got a not-alolan grimer....disappointing. Probably because I bred it with a ditto?

It's impressive that they designed the elite four to be actually difficult even though everyone in my party is lvl 97+

Drayton's gym trial is impressive but I saved the game right after he gave the instructions. I'll do it when I have time.

Lacey's name came in great accordance with the song lacy by Olivia Rodrigo and that song goes in my head whenever her name is mentioned. Also we love a Nimbasa city girlie.

The blocks are suspicious. like they're in the middle of nowhere.

I really wish I could take classes.

This is a new peak for soundtack by the way.

The graphics in cutscenes are still a bit of a gripe for me. I have mixed feelings on the trees in the coastal biome by the way.

So cute that we can enter Carmine's room without her being in it #breaking and entering

I'M PLAYING THE POKEMON DLC RN!!!!!!! I'm really liking it so far. Here's what I've noticed:

I am worried BW remakes are next

I am trying to navigate this place without flying/climbing around like I did in Kitakami because that ust turned out ot be unsastisfying

I went CRAAAAAZYYYY when I hear an NPC say they have a Rock Studies II class like HELLOOOOO whenever I see "studies" and the end of a program I blank out. I would LOOOOOVEEEE to take this course.

The lesson on regional variants was so FUN I loved it. I hope I can take more.

The coastal region sounds a liiiittle bit like the Driftveil city theme but maybe that's just me???

Love the new outfits. For multiple reasons.

That's so funny that Drayton asked us out on a date.

Kieran's arc is developing very interestingly...

Can't wait to see Briar again

SO many new pokemon I'm blown away

Terarium is super cool. And neat tie-in with terastalization (it's usually spelled "terrarium" with two r's)

[etherfall]

Alder Adopts N Masterpost

I've gotten a lot of asks recently so here's a masterpost for the AU where everything can be found easily!

Info

AO3 Fic

Story Summary

The story I wrote is sorta like a base but is no way concrete. There are so many ways the story can go and I have no problem if other people have their own version of events in mind. I'm more than happy to hear changes/interpretations of the OG story!

Other's Works

Fanart!!

Anon B&W2 Story

Art, Oneshots and Asks below the cut:

Art

OG Doodles

OG Doodles Pt. 2

N Ref

Alder Ref

House Layout

N Challenging Alder

N's Full Team

N & Elite Four

N & Deino!

N & Zweilous!

N & Hydreigon!

Meditation

Young N's Drawing

N... (//▽//)

Young N & Benga

Young N & Iris

Young N Gets a Head Pat :D

N and Bo

Alder's Bouffalant

A Father's Anger

Little N Copying Alder (And Failing)

Laundry

Darmanitan and Alder

N Sprite

Alder Helping N

Hydreigon is a Sweetheart

De-stressors and More Deino/Hydreigon

N Champion Design (Partially)

Oneshot Fics - (Organized in Order of Occurance)

Interest Checks-First day with Alder

Little N First Speaking

N Calling Alder "Dad" for the First Time

N Learning Birthdays

Anthea and Concordia Intro

Witnessing Mega Evolution

Locked in the Castle

Post BW: Healing

Asks

OG Story

Protag Info + More Story Details

N & Ghetsis Backstory

N & Ghetsis Family History

Anthea & Concordia Info

N & Elite Four

N's Poke Team Brainstorm

N's Poke Team Brainstorm Pt 2. + Final Team

Alder's House

Alder's Burn Scars

N's Dragon

Iris

Ghetsis w/ Anthea & Concordia

How Does N Feel About Battling?

Alder's Volcarona

N & Benga

N's Hydreigon

Hydreigon's Evolution

Trains & Subways?

AU N vs. Cannon N?

Post B&W Suggestions

Suggestion About Protag

Little N Ask

Story Changes?

Alder Ask

Dad Bod Alder

[starsakura17]

Dad: yes Tori I will file your taxes for you

Also dad, the day before taxes are due: I cannot find your W2

[jellogram]

My taxes are always done by a guy named Larry who owns at least 20 cats and his wife exclusively wears bikinis no matter the occasion and I know he's missing a foot because one time my dad texted me "Can't talk now. Larry got his foot cut off so we're taking him to see an Elvis impersonator."

This is the guy to whom my dad has been handing off my W2s for a decade. Is this man an accountant? God I sure hope so!

[33-81]

Moodboard Masterlist

5 SECONDS OF SUMMER

dad calum

boyfriend!calum

hands???

beefy ashton

mafia boss calum

calum in a skirt

boyfriend!ashton

HARRY STYLES

dad harry

Italy with harry

desi wedding

soft boi harry

baker harry

rockstar harry

ai?

SPENCER REID

early seasons spencer

stripper!reader

dad!spencer

AARON HOTCHNER

TOM HOLLAND

actress!reader

golf tom

PETER PARKER

CARMEN BERZATTO

chef!reader

FORMULA ONE

oscar piastri wag

pool day with maxie

COLOR SERIES

dark blue

baby blue

green

pink

orange

white

purple

black

red pt1

red pt2

yellow

MISC

calum Elle interview

ashton Elle interview

michael elle interview

luke elle interview

calum in a tank top

idk how to explain this

blond calum

ashton in a green shirt that made me wanna die

recently...

smoking is bad

dad w2s

[mysterycharacterbracket]

SEASON 2 CHAMPION

Your Mystery Character Bracket Season 2 Champion is...

Character 19, aka...

Taissa Turner from Yellowjackets!

This is all of tier 14!

She’s a lesbian, a cannibal, a deadbeat dad, and the first openly queer woman of color to be elected New Jersey state senator. She has an evil alter ego that eats dirt and wants her to have an affair with her estranged butch ex. She’s the definition of girlfailure. She survived 18 months in the Canadian wilderness. She is haunted by visions. She’s surrounded by wolf and dog symbolism everywhere she goes. She helped her old best friend cover up a murder. She’s insanely ambitious but only because she’s trying to run away from her past and more importantly herself. She’s also a MILF if that helps.

In round 1, poll #7, she won with 31 votes out of 41, or 75.6%.

In round W2, poll #5, she received 23 votes out of 37, or 62.2%.

In round W3, poll #3, she received 45 votes out of 64, or 70.3%.

In round W4, poll #2, she received 30 votes out of 49, or 61.2%.

In the first winners semifinal, she received 30 votes out of 50, or 60%.

In the winners final, she received 35 votes out of 62, or 56.5%.

In the championship, she received 41 votes out of 71, or 57.7%.

And in the champion championship, she received 56 votes out of 121, or 46.3%.

In all the polls combined, she received 291 votes out of 495.

I hope you enjoyed the season 2 character parade!