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dystopiandramaqueen · 10 months
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After is my new favorite movie
It’s based on a fic from watt pad
This is my genre
My aesthetic
Goals
Destiny
🖤✨🌔
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fabledenigma · 2 years
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In the Source Link, you will find a gif pack of Josephine Langford and Hero Fiennes Tiffin in After Ever Happy.
They play the infamous couple of Tessa Young and Hardin Scott, respectively.
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Source - FabledEnigma
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nirvvnv · 2 years
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simply-ellas-stuff · 1 year
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How many AFTER movies are there???
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andradaamv · 2 years
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noty0urbabe · 5 months
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Finally watching After Everything—not sure I’m ready to let Hardin & Tessa go.
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scriptofdevilswan · 8 months
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Let her Go.
You see her when you close your eyes
Maybe, one day you’ll understand why 
Everything you touch surely dies
                                         Each time you hope you try to put in the effort to be better. To be the kind of man who can say exactly how he feels with the happy, the pain that ignite a fire under your skin. You fail. Each time you try to replenish your demons you find yourself falling short. A love that consumed to the death of times leaves you breathless grasping for air. That’s what it felt like with her; with Tessa from the moment I laid eyes on her. Yeah I made mistakes our relationship started as a lie, of deceit. I lied, It was a bet. It would be easy to say it  was all a game maybe knowing it was over now would hurt less. Hardin knew it stopped being a game the second he kissed her. The second her lips touched his salt water swirled around them. Lost in the sensation of her lips. Consumed by her; the love he felt; protective. Too protective, the jealousy each time he felt her slipping away. A fight that left us bickering in the rain, screaming fuck you, or the normal screw you. A fight he would’ve done for the rest  of his life. He wanted her. 
Tessa was everything to him. She made him want to pursue his wants, his inner dreams of longing. He struggled with the idea of letting go, of letting his dark days turn  to alcohol. Each time he replayed the moments in their place, the idea of them together on their couch. Her blonde locks on his lap, his hands holding one of her favorite books as he recited the words to her. A whisper in the night. The repeated nights we stayed in; like this place the loft i brought for us was our hide out from the forces threatening to tear us apart. Her smile, her laugh when I nearly burnt the stove, we laughed, we loved to our hearts content. And suddenly it felt like love, the unconditional consumed love wasn’t  enough. 
It be easy to blame my bad habits. Of tempers when I was left in the dark, or my ability to shut down. I had lied like it was my only ability. I had played a straight face each time I lashed out. When the pain felt unbearable I rather push her bottoms, I’d rather hurt than to come clean. To feel vulnerable, to feel weaken in my devotion to her. Tessa was my life line; she saved me from circling the  drain. I was a piece of shit before I met her. Before I lowered my force fields for her. She was my better place. 
Until the ultimate lie; the games gone, the unexpected was the thing that teared us apart. Hardin had been sober for months now; since the day she told him she wanted distance from him; from us. That we felt suffocating; and yeah I didn’t understand then. But I had hurt her; and each person in her life; her mother, told me if I loved her to let her go. Each time I came crawling up with false apologizes and I did the same shit each time. I pushed her away I’d rip off a piece of trust and her heart each and every time. I lived a life without her. I didn’t want to live another day without her. I loved Tessa. I wanted her and only her. Was wanting? Desiring one person enough to keep us in the others orbit? 
Hardin thought they were forever, despite every fiber screaming at him at she was better off; he couldn’t he couldn’t let go. That last night; the last time I tasted her lips. Heard her moans aloud, the last time we were molded together as one you never believe the last kiss was the last kiss. Except this time my secrets; my book the  words I wrote about how Tessa made me feel. The words of love that kept me at peace tore her up inside. I tried to explain; I didn’t ask for a book, I didn’t ask to be published. But the writer  the poet inside of me was screaming yes. I would’ve never said yes without her blessing, this story was ours; the pain, the happy and everything in between. 
Hardin Scott fell in love, the girl who was opposite of him, the girl who took his breath away. The girl who he loved most in the world; it was her always her. He didn’t lash out as much, He didn’t push the family he had away; he went to visit his mother more; he forgave and he had to say he owed it to her. Teresa Young. She changed him, she was his other half. 
Flashing to the present; he sat in the discomfort of the chairs at the local New York Book store; his reading, his line of audience that came to hear his words. Yet each time he glanced up to the door all he saw was her. Her covered blonde locks. Her pink coat shielding her from view. But I knew it was her; she came. She cared or was it to let go? Each time I hoped to see her face. Her eyes that always took my features in. Her hands tracing my skin with her smaller palms, and i held her face in the palm of my hands, tracing her lips with my  eyes until I’d crash right into her. I Knew Tessa; she needed space and she’d forgive or I was hoping. I had changed for the better; and i had hoped with time the blonde would come back to me. 
We were  two pairs of a whole, inevitable,two souls that were made for each other. 
“ Hardin.. Wrap it up.” I froze in my trance as I glanced up to my publicist, blonde locks in view as she patted my shoulder in encouragement. ‘ Yeah.” I muttered more to myself as I wrote my famous signature now on the book; before I offered that charming smile before I started to stand up. After it was my new legacy; the book that changed who I was. 
Eyes peeled to the door for the very last time as the last of the guests started pouring out those doors. Exhaled sigh of defeat. I was once told to let her go; let her be happy. I never did, I chased until I lost my train of thought. I led with desire and for the first time I did let go. Tessa was free; and I’d be in the wings if she came back.
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tvshowscouples · 1 year
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Reblog if you are Team Hessa
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echoesofblues · 1 year
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Whatever Our Souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
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walled-flwr · 2 years
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The fact that Harry Styles never sued the charlatan Anna Todd over assassinating his character in her "After" novels is mind boggling.
Styles was 19 when the After 1D fanfictions started blowing up, and in the biggest band on the planet. Maybe he was trying to retain his "cool, charming guy" image, play it for laughs, I dunno
But if an adult was using my likeness in her novel, writing me as an emotionally, physically abusive asshole with serious anger management issues, I'd be very unhappy. To say the least!
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Delena are lowkey just a worse version of Hardin and Tessa.
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“Que no pueda quererte como tú quieres que te quiera no significa que no te quiera con toda su alma.”
After: en mil pedazos - Anna Todd
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pipoetry · 1 year
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me too. HUGE mistake. HUGE.
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asassydork · 22 days
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I have this really weird vibe that Beastly with Vanessa Hudgens and Alex Pettyfer inspired the After series. There’s this scene towards the end of the movie that very much sounds like Tess and Hardin. As well as some of the general vibes. Like the random dad who ODs and the boarding school campus. The arguing between them. Him being the bad boy with “tattoos”. An overall twisted love story. Them getting together and breaking up only to get together again. Her not being the one he was initially after and not even really being the one he wanted halfway through. It sorta fixed plot hole and issues within their relationship. Like I just have this funny funny feeling that it’s not so much a coincidence.
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