okay so
you see that line ‘i kept going over every tiny moment with harry’
someone please make a oneshot about that PLEASE
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(Uma singing to baby Huma daughter)
Uma: *singing sweetly* Hush little baby, don't say a word,
Mama's gonna buy you a big ol' sword.
Uma: And if that big ol' sword ain't sharp,
Mama's gonna get you a giant carp.
Uma: And if that giant carp won't flop,
Mama's gonna cut its head off like plop.
Harry: *proudly smiling as he adoringly looks on* Those are my girls.
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How do you feel about Huma?
Ah... There's that stupid word again.
M, be sweet! Huma is absolutely adorable!
Those two together are fine, but that's a stupid thing to call the two of them together.
Aww, it's not that bad. It's also my second place OTP!
What the heck is an OTP?
I just explained this the other day.
Oh, oh! I remember! Out of Toilet Paper.
You seriously need a guide to shipping culture...
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Uma:me and Harry don't have pet names for each other.
Harriet: Uh huh.say,what does a bee make?
Uma:uh,honey?
Harry:[from his room] Yes hon?
Uma:...
Harriet:you were saying?
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can anyone find that one fic of the bal wedding
the one where evies crying then mals mom gets set loose and harry and uma try to catch her in the church-
i actually love it and i cant find it
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(Anytime that Harry and Gil start talking about stuff that Uma doesn't want to hear)
Uma: What?! I can't hear you! I'm---bzzzt---breaking----bzzt---up!!! I---bzzzt---losing you!!!
Harry: *sighs* Tha' only works if you're on the phone, Cap'n...
Uma: Can't hear you! This---bzzzt---breaking up!!!
Harry: ...
Gil: ...
Gil: Don't worry, Uma! You can call us back when you get better connection!
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Huma #2. Jealousy Feelings From Harry Hook.
Harry was sitting on the seashell throne when Uma got in the bedroom, all sweaty and tired. Her thighs showing up great in that black and blue skirt – holded by two amazing belts. She had recovered well from the wounds, so she was already on a little sword training of her own in the shore. That always bugged Harry that she preferred training alone, even if it’s just a preference. He actually always got annoyed when she had to go to any place, do whatever, without him.
— How’s ye training, captain? — asked Harry, randomly, from the throne where he was.
Uma looked at him, sitting in there, far from the bed and near the closed window. That was a common question, but she is a sensitive girl, and easily noticed his possession feeling on her, something near a super protective father. His glares were inquiring an immediate answer. Uma laughed at his seriousness.
— Good — simply replied her, while throwing her two swords and her hat in the bed. She moved towards him. Harry remained sitting, his face still with no sign of a grin. — I know what you thinking, dear, but I can take care of myself. You can chill.
— Excuse-me, my captain, but you almost died going to Auradon alone.
— Oh, that? — She laughed again, unnerving him. — That was pretty much fun.
— This statement of yours only made things worse for my mind, which lead me to think that you were more than just tortured…
That was it. She slapped him hard in the face at the end of that outrageous and unfortunate comment.
— How dare you! — The three words, followed by another tentative of slapping him. Harry was fast. He held her wrist and stood up to be face to face with her. — You know me Harry, more than you know yourself. I would never do that.
After a moment of freezing gaze in her furious black eyes, he kissed her hard, still holding her wrist. Uma slowly relaxed all the muscles of her body; the will to kill him in that moment had vanished. The hand Harry had on her wrist, downed to her thigh. Audaciously, she put her foot on the throne right behind him, making that thigh of hers embrace half of his hip. He smiled crazily at that.
— I’m sorry — said him in some random gasping.
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