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Harry Edward Styles + Another Man Shoot

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Papercraft commission for @busy-old-fool of Newt Scamander and various fantastic beasts! It was sooooo much fun getting to make all those different creatures. 

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watch skam nederland

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My philosophy is that worrying means you suffer twice.

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me, making a phone call: god i hope they don’t answer

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This was suggested by @asweetmelodytrickling some time ago and I absolutely loved the idea so now I finally made it become real. The subtitles are not the original text btw.

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Bechloe - Born To Be Whole

Bechloe - Born To Be Whole

“How’s everyone doing tonight?”

The thirty thousand strong crowd caused the stadium to erupt as a wave of screams fanned forward towards the petite figure stood alone in the centre of the stage before them. Beca Mitchell’s fifth night of her sold-out World Tour. And the woman grinned, nodding confidently.

“Good. Me too.” she replied to nobody in particular, presuming their screams were to assure her they were having a great time. And she wasn’t lying to them. She was having a good time too.

It had been five years since she’d been signed to DJ Khaled’s label and in that time Beca had become a multi-award winning recording artist that had been a surprise to her admittedly, but not to her best friends - The Bellas. They’d been an amazing support system for her over the years since finding fame. Privacy was a struggle, but she always found solace in being able to escape to one of their houses when her busy schedule permitted - a chance for her to be unapologetically herself to the people who knew her better than anyone. They were her family. She loved them. And they were all here tonight, stood side-of-stage, watching with massive grins on their faces.

“So,” Beca began, taking hold of her microphone and pulling it off the stand, choosing to wander slowly along the stage while chatting to the crowd, needing to stall for a couple of minutes while the stage hands moved parts of the stage out of sight of the crowd, “this next song is the first song I wrote on my own.” she paused, letting out a light chuckle as some of her fans let out loud screams. They were the die-hard fans. The ones who already knew exactly the song she was talking about. “But I didn’t have to guts to release it until earlier this year because it was a song that I kinda…semi-wrote…just after I graduated. Then returned to at the end of last year to change up a little and finish.”

Beca glanced at The Bellas who were all stood side-of-stage and she cleared her throat, becoming a little nervous. The buzz of being on stage in front of tens of thousands of people had her adrenaline pumping. And it was this adrenaline that gave her the confidence to continue with her explaination, turning back to the audience while she chatted, “For those of you who don’t know much about this song, I actually wrote it about one of my best friends. She was a girl I met back in college - how I met her properly I won’t get into - and she changed my life without me realising it at the time.”

Weiterlesen

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throw back… wednesday

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People that like Harry Potter become like 200 times more likeable to me immediately

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Bechloe; Paris In The Rain - Lauv

Lightning flashed across the sky followed by renewed darkness. Beca heard the bespread rustle, then bare feet patting across the floor. In the faint moolight she could see the figure of Chloe, who had now reached the open terrace doors and carefully pulled back the waving curtains. A rumbling sounded, the patter of rain becoming even louder. The brunette watched as Chloe leaned gently against the door frame with her shoulder and a small smile formed on her lips. Chloe loved rain. And Beca loved Chloe. Even though Chloe didn't know that.

The petite woman sat up in the big double bed they shared, making Chloe turn around because of the faint noise.

"Uh, sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up. I'll better close the doors", the ginger said in a low voice contorting her mouth apologizing as she proceeded to fumble with the clamps of the doors. Beca struck back the blanket, the pleasantly cool night air grazing her legs as she raised her voice.

"No, don't." Chloe threw a curious look at Beca as the brunette got up and approached her best friend slowly. The woman stopped next to her best friend, their fingers brushing together lightly. The two of them remained in silence for a while watching the nature spectacle.

Beca felt her heart pounding in her chest, so loud that it seemed to drown out the thunder, as she cautiously stretched out her fingers, slowly intertwining them with Chloe's. The warm soft skin closed around hers as Beca slowly raised her head. Their eyes met, the brunette immediately getting lost in the depths of the ocean blue and Chloe replied the gentle smile that had formed on Beca's lips.

"Wanna go outside?", Beca whispered. She didn't have to wait for Chloe to nod lightly to know she'd say yes. Because Chloe loved rain. And Chloe loved Beca. Even though Beca didn't know that.

Carefully, Beca put one foot on the warm but wet tiles of the terrace, feeling the big raindrops falling heavily on her head as she looked around to Chloe. The redhead lowered her head sheepishly being caught as she had watched Beca still with a soft smile on her face, and Beca had the feeling that she had never seen her best friend being this beautiful. She tugged her hand lightly and Chloe followed her in the warm summer rain. The two best friends stood motionless for some time. Beca felt her bare feet on the wet floor, her shirt now soaking wet on her body, the thick drops pattering to the ground and Chloe's hand lying in hers. Her chest filled with a special feeling, a feeling she had never experienced before. It was light but heavy at the same time, but above all it was happy. Beca was happy.

The woman's eyes wandered over to Chloe, whose head was thrown back slightly , letting the raindrops fall on her face with eyes closed. The shirt Chloe wore to sleep was soaked and her long hair hung wet on her shoulders. The ginger moved her head to look at Beca. And Beca couldn't take her eyes off of her. Because Chloe was the most beautiful thing that had ever happened to her. The best thing that had ever happened to her.

With beating heart, Beca slowly raised her hand and cupped Chloe's chin. And then she bent closer to Chloe. Hesitantly. Tentatively. Questioningly. And Chloe let it happen.

Their lips brushed together, gently nudging the other's ones. Beca's hands settled on Chloe's hips, pulling their bodies closer together. The brunette's mouth twisted into a smile as the two best friends paused. And then Chloe raised her hands, placing them on Beca's cheeks. And she kissed her again. Because Chloe loved Beca. And Beca loved Chloe. And they both knew it.

Author's note: Beca and Chloe are not at home in this oneshot, they are on holidays and in a hotel (just if somebody was wondering why they share a big double bed instead of their little folded bed and why they have a terrace and everything).

This oneshot is inspired by a scene from the movie 'Me Before You' (which I highly recommend, I loved the movie) as well as by the song 'Paris In The Rain' by Lauv (here's the link: https://youtu.be/JZELmUooBlY ).

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Bechloe story - Part one

Beca and Chloe are moving to different places after graduating, both without the other one knowing about their feelings. The main idea of this story was actually based on songs which I thought kinda fit this so I recommend listening to them while reading.

I miss you - Clean Bandit ft. Julia Michaels

Beca accelerated her steps the thin straps of her backpack cutting into her shoulders as she squeezed herself into the narrow walk of the aeroplane. A chatter of happy voices fulfilled the vehicle, a chatter that she was unable to endure. The brunette plumped down on her seat hardly ever taking note of the other passengers sat next to her as she pulled out her phone. It had been only half an hour since they had parted. But it was already unbearable for Beca. Leaving Chloe had felt as if someone was lacing up her chest, as if she couldn't breathe anymore. And Chloe still didn't know. Because Beca was such a coward.

The girl clenched her fist tightly taking a deep breath while trying to oppress her tears. Tears that she had been holding back since the day the Bellas had graduated, since she hadn't been able to oust the thought of leaving Chloe anymore because she had been running out of time. Nearly five years she'd spent with the redhead and since nearly five years she had been in love with said redhead. But, of course, she hadn't told Chloe. She had wanted to, really. But her fear of being rejected, of Chloe not reciprocating her love, of destroying their friendship, the most valuable thing in Beca's whole life, had been too big. It felt as if this fear was swallowing her, sucking all the light out of her body because she wouldn't survive loosing Chloe. But she had to.

It gave her goosebumps when Chloe only gave her a light hug and it scared Beca. She didn't want to want that. She didn't want to want her. The brunette had tried to not let her walls cave in whenever she was around but had finally given in. She loved just everything about the ginger and she could no longer deny it. And now she couldn't stand imagining Chloe, her Chloe, with other people, not knowing wether she liked them more than her and being unable to be with Chloe while these people were. She couldn't endure the thought of Chloe touching another person. Of finding a boyfriend. Not that she didn't want Chloe to be happy but just the thought of the redhead giving all that attention and affection Beca had received from her over the years to another person was killing her.

The woman felt a tear slowly making her way down her cheek but wiped it aside firmly. She had to forget Chloe because hearing her voice, listening to the memories and stories Chloe would develop with other people while their friendship would slowly fade away would kill her. Maybe, when cutting Chloe off for some time, Beca would get accustomed to living without her best friend, maybe her feelings for Chloe would die away. But maybe not.

So Far Away - Martin Garrix & David Guetta

Chloe didn't know what had happened, couldn't understand why it had happened. But Beca had cut her off, from one day to another the brunette hadn't texted her anymore, not a single word, hadn't called her anymore. A few weeks had gone by now, nearly a month since the two best friends had seen each other lastly. Well, the two former best friends.

Chloe swallowed and squeezed her eyes shut when she thought about the other girl. She hadn't even really said goodbye, caused by the flight she had to catch to reach Atlanta on time. It had been a tight hug that she had given Beca, she had felt her heart beating against her chest, had felt her hair on her cheek and had tried to suppress the tears but hadn't had any success. And then the voice of a stewardess announcing Chloe's flight had parted the two girls gruffly, and Chloe had desperately pressed her hand into the other girl's, trying to delay the moment of their final seperation.

In that moment she'd wanted to tell Beca everything, how she felt about the woman, that she had fallen for her ages ago, that she adored her more than anything, more than anyone else; she had wanted to tell her that she was in love with her so desperately that it hurt, but instead she had swallowed all the words and had left. Through the haze she'd heard some scratched words stumbling out of Beca's mouth, but the redhead hadn't managed to turn around once again. She wouldn't have stood the sight of the girl she loved while leaving her. Without her knowing, even. And then, still with hot tears running down her cheeks, she had got into the plane. And now she was here. Without her.

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Hufflepuff autumn things

Sweaters and hoodies, last warm autumn days, golden sunbeams, colourful leaves, jumping into a pile of leaves, drinking tea, misty mornings, hugs, cuddling covered in blankets, watercolour drawings, trying to knit, homemade quiches, chestnuts, hot soups, scented candles, movie nights, picking apples, beautiful sunsets, cinnamon, compiling a playlist, carving pumpkins, fairy lights, guitar plays, Shawn Mendes songs, the smell of old books, fluffy scarves, Halloween sweets, wind blowing your hair in your face, freshly baked muffins, oversized clothing items, sugar beet piles

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Mischief Managed

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Happy 20th anniversary to Harry Potter

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Gryffindor summer things

barbecues, water fights, sweating in a hot classroom, to be given the rest of the day off because of excessively hot weather, boys unbottoning their shirts and rolling up their t-shirt sleeves so they basically wear a tanktop, shirtless boys, road trips, parties in the night, lampignons in the garden, jumping into the pool, camping, girls wearing tummy t-shirts, summer holidays, dancing in the warm rain, walking barefoot, sleepovers outside, running on the sand or street because you're barefoot and the floor is too hot, playing volleyball or football at the beach, mosquito bites, teachers buying ice for everyone in the last lesson, getting your certificate, sun burns

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someone: *insults my fandom*

me:

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Slytherin spring things

the last snow, delicate flower buds coming out of the earth, first time not wearing winter clothes, the first real sunbeams, the first green shoots of spring, spring-clean, overestimating the temperature and then freezing a bit outside, eating ice for the first time in the year even though it is still a bit too cold, April fools, working out for your summer body but failing (as always), shaving your legs after a long time, hearing chatter of birds, plant flowers, first time walking barefoot outside even though it's still a little cold, dirty hands after digging in the earth, cool air in the morning, buying new summer clothes