Someone Said Happiness Will Come To Me But When? Am I The Only One Who Believes That Good Things Must

Oh if you need ideas maybe have leta be the one who broke up with her boyfriend cause she just wanted to be a sort of gold digger and take the occamy eggs cause she knew newt would have heaps (and cause their really rare and valuable) and the reader comes back after thinking to help newt kick leta out? I don't know just a thought. Love your work btw!!❤️❤️❤️

I AM SERIOUSLY SORRY! I couldn’t add this to the plot. Sorrry. If you like, i can write one?I actually got inspired to write it so part 2 happened. Again, sorry!!

Imagine:Sherlock making a wrong deduction, you correct it.

“Ugh, boring. John, we’re leaving. This was a suicide, there’s gonna be a note somewhere, actually check the journal she used to write, you’ll find something there. Lestrade, we’re done here”, Sherlock said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world

“Oh my my, the day has come hasn’t it? Sherlock Holmes, makes a wrong deduction, the headlines for tomorrow's newspaper I suppose” you said, smirking at the current situation

“Care to explain?” “Ink blotches on the right hand, particularly the index and thumb, she was a right handed woman. The gunshot was on the right side but, her spine’s broken, the gun shot looks much fresher, it was a staged suicide Mr. Holmes”

John’s eyes lit up. And the expression on Sherlock’s face was, without a doubt, priceless.

Kay

Hey hun, don't worry about not being able to get a fic out. Life gets in the way, we all know that. What matters most is that you are taking care of yourself and doing what makes you happy. Thanks so much for thinking of us when you're going through so much and know that we are all thinking of you as well. I hope that everything gets better for you. I hope you're feeling better soon. Take care ❤️❤️❤️

Really, thanks a lot. Just a little support makes me feel a little better :)I will get that fic out soon, Life shouldn't get in the way. I'll crush the crap out of it

Oh my gosh I love how the reader became famous in the muggle world!!! And that song was perfect for the reasoning behind it! I'm seriously loving this mini-series of newt and the reader. Can't wait for the next instalment ❤️❤️❤️

I hope you love it up until now!

I don't know if this is just me but I can't help but feel that these days people (especially on twitter, i saw a few posts literally minutes ago) have made it seem as if getting pole isn't a big deal or shouldn't deserve praise. One lap pace is an extremely valuable quality of a driver because not only does it need precision and getting the best out of your car, but also it means less cars to overtake. Charles has great quali AND race pace, i find the pole to wins conversation around him extremely lacking in context. Like this season alone he should have won in Spain (he was literally leading by half a minute and then the engine failed on him). He should have won in Monaco but team strategy fucked him over. He should have also won in Baku (he was in the lead and the safety car would have played in his favour had the engine not given up on him). That's five (ideal) wins out of 7 poles, how is that not amazing?!?

I am starting to loathe the "he'll get the pole on saturday only for rbr to win it on Sunday" like NO! Shut up, he will win it if things that are out of his control play in his favour.

I am tired of negativity, when charles said that negativity when bad things happens is too much (and vice versa), he was right and that kind of fandom culture is toxic. It was the reason I stopped opening twitter and made this side blog instead (sorry i still don't know how to operate it) because while people still talk, the amount of it is far lesser.

Charles has consistently shown both amazing overtaking and defence skills while maintaining lap pace and this is the reason people who are actually important to the sport (commentators, that is not you) know he should never be counted out.

The second he gets the team and a reliable fast car, it's over for everyone because he would have been leading the ************* if it wasn't for the above-mentioned.

I just need people to stop discrediting him in any way possible, I'm tired of this going all season long only to have a "why charles leclerc was the most underrated driver this season" article again by one smart person because even chans are letting it happen.

To repeat it, he literally gained more than half a second in baku in a driver focused sector on others, if that doesn't show how incredible he is people just have a problem with bias clouding their objective judgement.

At the end of the day, those stupid comments aren't gonna change how talented my baby is and neither is it gonna change the way key people view him (there's a reason red bull, mercedes and ferrari were after him to sign him after his rookie season and the other two would still give up a kidney to get him in their teams today)

But honestly it just puts more pressure on Ferrari and him and if there is one thing the charles leclerc knows how to do, it's to *thrive* under pressure. His time will come because you simply cannot be predestined for such great things with the talent to back it, not amount to the said predestined thing. Either ferrari is going to get back their shine with him or they will always continue to flounder.

i feel it in my bones, i’m on F I R E

FUCK

There are two kinds of people in the world :

1. Who believe there are two kinds of people

2. Who believe they’re are more than 2 kinds of people

A Little Too Much-Part 3

Guys, i’m sorry I didn’t post yesterday. I have tried making this one a little longer, hope you like it Also, thank you anon for being so supportive. I love you 😍 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There you were. In all your glory, in the most perfect most beautiful way. All Newt wanted to do was rush up to you, and hold you in his arms. He found it hard to control himself, all he wanted to do was to breathe in your familiar scent, to feel the way you fit perfectly against his chest, to look into your eyes and tell you he is sorry. That he is miserable and that every second every moment after you left was filled with regret and pain only. And here you were, walking in with a smile on your face, like you have never been better. “I don’t deserve a beautiful girl like her ”, that is all Newt could think of. Of course you wouldn’t forgive him, hell he couldn’t forgive himself until now. Then how in the world could you possibly do that?No, he couldn’t ask of that from you after he hurt you so much. Just at that moment, he saw you gaze onto him and he swears he saw your smile disappear. He knew he should have left, but he didn’t, he had to see you happy for once, hopefully the last time he sees you happy without him. And so, all he did that night was drink. 3rd PoV I saw Newt. For the first time in years. “Take your mind off him (y/n),this is your night “, yet even if you kept talking to people giving them fake smiles and handshakes, your mind kept going back to him. You needed an escape, to get away from him so you went out through a back door. You curse under your breath at the sight you see outside-Newt, drunk and passed out near a dumpster, all you did was send him back to his apartment, you didn’t want to see him again.Did you? And so Pickett was there to save you. You handed Pickett a note, to give Newt when he wakes up. "All I need is some closure”, that is what you thought. But you knew that wasn’t true. —————————————- Hope you guys like this. Its basically off the top of my head. I am going to make 2 More parts, and then do Rain. That is hopefully a going to be longer :)

Moonlit nights

A/N: A little Harrison fluff cause god knows we need it. Requests open as always. So feel free to drop by!credits to the owner of this picture of Harrison. We do not deserve this greek god.

Pairing : Harrison Osterfield x reader

He glowed, inhumanely angelic, as if this light, these stars, this bed and every color that covered his skin was made just for him.

Those fierce blue eyes, vivid and tenacious a stark constrast to his soft delicate skin which remained exposed as you drew soft patterns with your hands against his chest and his arm around your bed, tangled in the soft white sheets that only enhanced his sharp features.

You trail your hand against his jaw, pressing featherlight kisses to it as he slept beside you, so peacefully his innocence as piercing as his eyes, it only reminded you how much you loved him, you smiled at that thought,

“Love, what are y’ doin?” He said with his sultry, husky voice, laced with sleep and affection.

“Enjoying the view, go back to sleep handsome” you replied,with a soft giggle when you realised you could hear him snoring softly.

He shifted and tucked your head on his chest, and both arms covering your sides spooning you,

“Get some sleep pretty girl. Tommorow’s the big day” he murmured in a gruff voice.

Tilting up your chin, you pressed a kiss to his soft lips smiling through the kiss as you realised

You get to do that the rest of your life from tommorow.