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It Was Supposed to be a Promise - Lams

It Was Supposed to be a Promise

Warnings: Angst, death, car accidents,
Pairing: Lams
Timeline: Modern AU
Other: I’m sorry (no I’m not) I am sorry if this posted twice though


John recited the words in his head for the hundredth time that day. He nervously shoved his hand in his pocket, his fingers curling around the small velvet box. It was today.

A small smile grew on his face as he pictured Alexander’s reaction. It grew even wider when he remembered his face the first time he proposed, er, “proposed.”

“Alex! Alex!” An eight-year-old John shouted in excitement, his ponytail bouncing wildly around his face.

“What?” Young Alex responded, turning towards his best friend.

“Guess what I found out today!” John bounced, his hands clasped in front of him.

“What?” Alex asked again, leaning towards John’s hands in curiosity.
John giggled, opening his clasped hands to reveal a ring pop.

“I learned that when two people like each other a lot, they have rings that promise friends forever!” He giggled again, placing the candy in Alex’s open hand.

“Really? That’s so cool!” Alex exclaimed, examining the ring. John nodded, his ponytail whacking him in the face.

“My parents said they’re called husbands for boys, and wives for girls.” He looked down at his feet. “Dad says there can’t be two husbands or two wives though.”

“That’s not true! My momma says anyone can be together!” Alex said, waving his arms around.

“Really?” John asked hesitantly.

Alex nodded. “Yeah! So we can be husbands together!”

“COOL! Then this one’s yours!” John shouted.

Alex grinned from ear to ear. He reached into his pocket, grabbing his own ring pop.

“Mr. Washington gave me this today, this must be a sign! You can have this one!” Alex said, handing him the candy. The boys put on their rings, wrapping each other in a hug.

“Let’s go tell Herc and Laf! They’ll want to do this too!”

John let out a small chuckle at the memory, his hand still holding the small box in his pocket.

“John, come on! We don’t want to be late for dinner!” Alex called from the living room.

John jumped, taking his hand out of his pocket. “C-coming!” He replied, mentally cursing himself for stuttering.

Alex laughed at his boyfriend’s nervousness, shaking his head fondly as he entered the room with a sheepish smile.

“What?” He asked, causing John’s grin to grow even more. “What?” He laughed, but John just shook his head and placed a soft kiss on his forehead.

Alex rolled his eyes as he pulled away, smirking slightly. “Let’s just go.” He replied, but his tone was lighthearted.

John smiled even brighter, if that was possible. Alex laughed again, his small ponytail swaying.

“What’s up with you?” He asked, unable to stop himself from laughing.

“Nothing. I just love you so much.” John responded, kissing Alex on the lips. Alex pulled away, looking at John with concern.

“Babe, are you dying?” John laughed, kissing him again.

“No, I just really love you.” He repeated, Alex still unconvinced.

“Well, of course I love you too. But, are you sure you’re okay?” Alex questioned, grabbing John’s hand.

John nodded, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. “Are you ready to go, then?”

Alex smiled. “Duh. I’ve been waiting for hours.” He exaggerated.

John scoffed, grabbing the keys off of the counter. “Whatever. I’m leaving now.”

“John!” Alex shouted, chasing him out of the door and into the car.

John took the small box out of his pocket, stroking the velvet absentmindedly.

“JOHN!”

Alex’s scream echoed in John’s mind. He winced, choking back a sob.

“It’s all my fault.” He mumbled, laughing dryly as he stared at the box. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from it, no matter how much it hurt him.

“I’m the reason we can’t have this, aren’t I?” He asked himself, looking to Alex for an answer.

He got none.

“Joooohn we’re going to be late, let’s go!” Alex whined, dramatically slapping his head against the dashboard of the car.

John rolled his eyes, starting the ignition. “Relax babe, we’ll make it there on time.”

They didn’t.

John hummed quietly to the song on the radio as he pulled out of the driveway. Another smile crept its way onto his face, his eyes lighting up in excitement.

The two sat in silence for awhile, Alex looking out the window, John occasionally stealing glances at him.

“Eyes on the road John.” Alex mumbled, smirking slightly.

John blushed slightly at being caught, turning his eyes back to the road and clearing his throat.

John shook slightly, setting the box on the nightstand beside the bed.

John fumbled with the radio, inserting a disc entitled “Alex.” Their song began to play, the first few beats filling the car.

Alex turned towards John, a small blush on his cheeks and a smile on his lips. They parted to join his boyfriend in singing the first few lyrics.

“When I was younger I saw my daddy cry, and curse at the wind.” John sang, Alex smiling fondly at the sight. John was still looking at Alex, glancing at the road less and less.

“He broke his own heart and I watched, as he-”

“John the road!” Alex’s panicked yell cut off John’s singing. John turned towards the road, blinding by flashing headlights.

“JOHN!”

He let out the sob he had been holding, reaching for Alex’s hand.

“I’m sorry.” He whispered, bringing his hand up to his face. “I’m so sorry. It’s all my fault. It’s…it’s all my fault.”

John rested his head on the hospital bed, Alex’s lifeless body beside him.

The heart monitor beeped.

“I now pro-nunce you-”

“It’s pro-nounce Laf.” Aaron interrupted from the sidelines.

“Oh. I now pro-nounce you husband and husband. You may hug the husband…sss.” Lafayette said from atop the tree trunk, looking down at John and Alex with a grin on his face.
He flapped the sleeves of his robe around as he watched them embrace each other.

Hercules showered them with flower petals, Peggy joined Lafayette in cheers, Eliza and Angelica joined less enthusiastically. Aaron smiled from the sidelines, more interested in his book than the “wedding.”

“No, no no no no!” John muttered, looking up at the monitor. “You can’t go, Alex you can’t go!” He was screaming now. Tears were streaming down his face as the doctors ushered him out of the room.

Their voices turned to white noise. John couldn’t hear anything over he sound of Alex dying.

“Clear!”

Thump.

“Clear!”

Thump.

The doctors put away the equipment.

John could only watch, his cries to save Alex reaching deaf ears. His eyes flicked to the box on the nightstand.

“A toast to the groom!” Angelica shouted, raising her juice box.

“To the groom!” Everyone shouted back.

“To the…other groom!” Angelica continued.

The kids burst out into a fit of giggles.

John turned to Alex.

“Husbands forever, right Alex?” John asked, his top hat falling over his eyes.

“Yeah. Husbands forever.” Alex responded, resting his head on John’s shoulder.

“Promise?” John questioned.

“Of course stupid!” Alex shouted back.

It was supposed to be a promise. But it never was.

“Oh, don’t make a face. This mistletoe thing is funny.”

“No, it really isn’t. And I’m not going to wear it.”

“Perhaps I am, then.”

“Don’t you dare.”

Day 8 of the Seasonal Fucking Cheer 2016 Ficathon. I’ll try and post one drawing for each day, and tag them #sfcficathon. Today’s prompt was: 8. The Grinch, Scrooge, and Other Holiday Enemies You Might Currently Be Acting Like.

Rest in Peace ..

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, –and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of –Wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there
I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air…
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark or even eagle flew –
And, while with silent lifting mind I’ve trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.

~ John Gillespie Magee, Jr ~

In My Veins (2/?)

Title: In My Veins
Rating: K+
Pairing: Ten/Rose, human AU
Summary: –Telepathic bond soulmate AU– Everyone kept saying kids couldn’t develop telepathic bonds, that it was completely impossible. John Smith and Rose Tyler defied the impossible.

Notes: Well I finally managed to hash out a soulmate AU enough to be happy with writing it. All the blame for this entire story goes to @lastbluetardis​, who not only encouraged it, but also allowed me to yell at her about it until I was happy enough to start writing it. Blame her entirely.

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John: 11; Rose: 9


John, JohnJohnJohn, Johnny, wake up!

John groaned, burying his face in his pillow. Roooooooose it’s early, he complained. Rose giggled in his mind.

I know, but I have to do this before my parents wake up.

Wait, do what?

Just pay attention.

John sighed and forced himself to tune into Rose’s mind completely. He was surprised when the first notes of Happy Birthday, on Rose’s flute, flitted through his head. It was beautiful. He loved listening to Rose play.

Since I can’t give you a real present, she said when she was done. I was gonna make you something, but I didn’t know how I’d get it to you.

It’s okay, John said. I don’t need a real present. Thanks for playing for me.

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John and Paul would sit opposite each other by the fireplace. As Paul was left-handed their guitars went the same way and each could enjoy the mirror effect of watching the other’s fingers shape the chords as if they were his own. Paul would later call these ‘eyeball to eyeball sessions’ and he’d be treated to something few witnessed: John put his glasses on. Only rarely did they leave his pocket, even though without them he could barely see a thing. Almost in each other’s face, John and Paul quickly gained an unusual closeness, little or nothing hidden. Paul noticed that 'John had beautiful hands.’
—  Tune In: The Beatles: All These Years, Vol. 1 by Mark Lewisohn
Fluffmas Day 8-Ice Skating

Prompt: 31 days of Fluffmas

Pairing: John Laurens x Reader

Time period: Modern

Word count: 466

Warning: None

 Fluffmas Day Five || Fluffmas Day Six || Fluffmas Day Seven


If there was any one place in New York you wanted to go in the winter time it was one of those outdoor skating rinks. So, when John told you he was taking you to Rockefeller Center to do just that, you were ecstatic.  

It wasn’t until you actually got there that you began to regret the wish. Once you laced up your skates and wobbled to your feet, you remembered you hadn’t done any sort of skating since high school. John laughed as he noticed the regret on your face and grabbed your hand to pull you onto the ice. You stumbled and John lead you to the railing so you could support yourself. You went around the rink a few times before you felt like you had gotten the hang of it.

Over time, you slowly began to gravitate away from the railing and closer to John. You were still a little unbalanced, but you managed to keep on your feet. For a while at least. But after you quit focus on your balance and looked up to talk to John, you felt yourself stumble again.

You squealed as you began toppling over, grabbing John’s hand in order to stabilize yourself. Instead, you pulled him down with you as you twisted and fell onto your back. You winced as you hit the hard ice and, hearing a smack on the ice just beside your ears, you quickly opened your eyes to see where John had landed. You were startled to see John hovering above you, arms on both sides of your head, grinning down at you like a fool. You smiled back at him, and soon he leaned down to press a kiss to your freezing lips.

“You’re a dork,” He said when he pulled away, brushing hair out of your face.

You laughed and rolled your eyes. "Yeah. look who’s talking.”

“I love you,”

“I love you too,” You responded as you watched the blade of an ice skate roll past your head from the corner of your eye. You laughed and rested your hands on John’s chest, attempting to push him off.

“How about we get up before someone decides to run over us.”

John turned to look up at the passing skaters before laughing and crawling off of you. “Yeah,  that’s probably a good idea.” He stumbled up, using the ice rink’s railing to support himself, and reached out to you to help you up. You grabbed his hand pulled yourself up, quickly grabbing the railing as well to avoid slipping again.

He waited until you were steady before pulling you along the ice once again. “Keep holding my hand, that way you’ll have a little more support. And let’s go slower this time.” You nodded.

“Sounds like a good idea.”

Two things!
1.) This fic was a request by @superlocked-potterhead-of-lorien when she tagged me in a kiss prompt post
2.) It was @lorienis300000000milesaway‘s birthday yesterday(12/07/16) so I thought a cool present would be to post a Stohn since Sophia loves the Stohn, enjoy!

His first thought was they wouldn’t get anything done. He needed to be better, to be ready for the inevitable war that they were faced with. All he had managed to master was avoiding the other boy since New Mexico, the rescue mission, and their encounter after a short fight with Five. His second thought was of course.

But, that was the luck of a Garde after all.

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lovely ; songs i listen to when i’m so full of love that i feel like i could burst.

1. cherry wine - hozier // 2. nothing - lewis watson // 3. you - keaton henson // 4. only love - ben howard // 5. holocene- bon iver // 6. slow dancing in a burning room - john mayer // 7. bones - ben howard // 8. work song - hozier // 9. sweetheart, what have you done to us? - keaton henson // 10. stay - lewis watson // 11. from afar - vance joy // 12. first day of my life - bright eyes // 13. we all die trying to get it right - vance joy // 14. latch (acoustic) - sam smith // 15. cough syrup - young the giant // 16. for emma - bon iver // 17. we found each other in the dark - city and colour // 18.  make it to me (stripped) - sam smith // 19. skinny love (cover) - ed sheeran // 20. let it go - james bay // 21. tenerife sea - ed sheeran // 22. your body is a wonderland - john mayer // 23. hold back the river - james bay