I am not obsessed with hand shots I don't know what you're talking about

a hella long list of random lyric sentence starters (pt. 10)
  • "How did we ever come to this?"
  • "I never thought you'd be someone I'd have to miss."
  • "There I was, caught in your game..."
  • "If you're looking for forgiveness, you won't find that here."
  • "You can say you're sorry, but I still don't care."
  • "You're both to blame."
  • "I hope you know you're my last mistake."
  • "Don't come around and say you need me."
  • "I won't stay."
  • "Go make yourself some friends or you'll be lonely."
  • "It was a big big world, but we thought we were bigger."
  • "I started writing songs, I started writing stories."
  • "Only those I really love will ever really know me."
  • "Once I was 20 years old, my story got told."
  • "I only see my goals, I don't believe in failure."
  • "I got my boys with me at least."
  • "I hope I'll see you later."
  • "We've traveled around the world and we're still roaming."
  • "I'm still learning about life."
  • "I'm still sorry."
  • "Tell me what you want this to be."
  • "I just can't catch a break."
  • "I know what I want this to be."
  • "You're dragging things along."
  • "Do you feel like something's missing when your skin is pressed to mine?"
  • "All I ever wanted was a part of you that I couldn't break."
  • "We're in pieces now."
  • "All you ever wanted was a part of me that I couldn't fake."
  • "I have to let you down."
  • "I know I’m the one you want to forget."
  • "Baby, you were my picket fence."
  • "I miss missing you now and then."
  • "Sometimes before it gets better, the darkness gets bigger."
  • "The person that you’d take a bullet for is behind the trigger."
  • "I am the best you’ll never have."
  • "Drink up, baby, stay up all night."
  • "I'll make you mine."
  • "I hate myself for staring at the phone."
  • "Kept all your texts, can’t erase them."
  • "I’d call you up but I know you’re not alone."
  • "I know that I should not hold on, so why can’t I let go?"
  • "I keep trying to figure out who you are to me."
  • "Maybe all that we were meant to be is beautifully unfinished."
  • "Your fingerprints are tattooed on my skin."
  • "You’re the one that I can’t lose; you’re the one that I can’t win."
  • "I hate you and I love you and I wish you’d go away."
  • "I hate you and I love you and I wish that you would stay."
  • "I think that you think that I'm half drunk."
  • "I know that you wouldn't fall for that."
  • "Shut up and take my hand."
  • "I don't wanna say goodnight."
  • "Hot damn, look at me now."
  • "I bet you never thought you would fall again."
  • "So much for keeping this 'just friends'."
  • "Shut up and kiss me now."
  • "I've done my part for twelve years now."
  • "I really wouldn't mind if we don't go anywhere, cause I've got you."
  • "You think my bruised knees are sort of pretty."
  • "I think your tired eyes are kind of nice."
  • "Have you got a lighter on you?"
  • "I really don't mind if we take our time."
  • "I've got a couple bottles of your favorite wine."
  • "I love everything that you've got."
  • "Would you be mine?"
  • "How can you joke at a time like this?"
  • "This is what you wanted all along now, isn't it?"
  • "I think that all you ever really ever wanted was a reason to complain."
  • "Those are her words, not mine."
  • "As far as I'm concerned, we could've had a good time."
  • "I guess there's nothing more to discuss."
  • "Girls don't call, and they never tell you why."
  • "Don't listen to my music."
  • "Don't lie in my bed."
  • "Don't listen to the references to things that you might have actually said."
  • "As far as I'm concerned, it could have been a lot worse."
  • "I wasn't trying to avoid the confrontation."
  • "She told me that I don't even try."
  • "Maybe you're right, maybe this is all that I can be."
  • "But what if it's you, and it wasn't me?"
  • "I'm fucked in the head, and my mind is turning into a whore."
  • "Maybe she's right, maybe I'm wrong."
  • "Maybe we'll fight 'til it move us along."
  • "You know that admitting the problem is the first step."
  • "Friends turned to wine-drunk lovers."
  • "I felt the strangest emotion but it wasn't hate, for once."
  • "Life is moving, can't you see?"
  • "There's no future left for you and me."
  • "I was holding and I was searching endlessly, but now there's nothing left that I can do."
  • "There is another future waiting there for you."
  • "They say people never change, but that's bullshit, they do."
  • "I do not think I would be here if not for them."
  • "With friends like ours, anywhere is home."
  • "Keep getting the feeling you wanna leave this all behind."
  • "I thought we were holding on, aren't we?"
  • "You and me got a whole lot of history."
  • "We could be the greatest team that the world has ever seen."
  • "Let's drive around town holding hands."
  • "And ya need to know, you're the only one."
  • "I love you, babe, so bad."
  • "I'm hella obsessed with your face."
  • "I'll be your daydream."
  • "We could be beautiful."
  • "Say you'll never let me go."
  • "Take me back to a time only we knew."
  • "We could waste the night with an old film."
  • "You said you'd never ever break down, but here I am sweeping pieces off of the ground."
  • "You said you'd never ever play to crowds."
  • "I've spent all night long scared of tomorrow."
  • "Everything is almost lost."
  • "I never thought I'd be so fragile."
  • "We're fragile."
  • "You're the only sound that I ever want to hear."
  • "Give me your heart, and I'll give you my love."
  • "Tonight you look lovely."
  • "Let me wrap my arms around you."
  • "Let me take you home."
  • "I want you to myself."
  • "You're the only thing that I ever need to know."
  • "Our world is looking so bright."
  • "I'm a little bit lost without you."
  • "I had a feeling once that you and I could tell each other everything."
  • "I just wanted you."
  • "Something about you, it's like an addiction."
  • "Hit me with your best shot, honey."
  • "I've got no reason to doubt you."
  • "You keep coming back again."
  • "I'm certain that I'm yours."
  • "I adore you."
  • "I said I'd never miss you, but I guess you never know."
  • "I miss your early morning company."
  • "You are my favorite 'what if'."
  • "You are my best 'I'll never know'."
  • "What did it ever mean to you?"
  • "I wish I'd known how much you loved me."
  • "I wish I cared enough to know."
  • "I'm sorry every song's about you."
  • "The torture of small talk with someone you used to love."
  • "When I was younger I was certain that I'd be fine without a queen."
  • "Where we've been is who we are."
  • "Now all I do is wonder why we ever set the scene."
  • "It's such a shame that we play strangers."
  • "Damn, it's such a shame that we've built a wreck out of me."
  • "I'll remember nights alone and waking up to dial tones."
  • "Always found my greatest moments in the sound of your 'hello's'."
  • "Will you even know it's me?"
  • "Can we find a new beginning?"
  • "Do you turn the other cheek?"
Michael is the type of guy


I just have this belief that Michael would be the guy to fill up his phone with constant reminders to do stuff for you. Just because he would be smart enough to realise that things get hectic really quickly and before he knows it, it could be four days that he has gone with texting you. So every so often he would get a reminder pop up that he made for himself saying, ‘remember to get flowers ordered and delivered to Y/N’ and he’d instantly drop whatever he was doing at the time and call up a florist near your house…

But I feel like even though he’d be the lad to do cute shit for you, he wouldn’t be the guy to boast about you. Like, if you were both at a party together, but you split so that he could chill with his mates and you could go to the other side of the hall to talk with your girls, he still wouldn’t say anything that he would feel bad saying if you were beside him. So, when his mates started talking about sex and girls and they asked Michael if you were good in bed, he would just smile and nod and say, 'she’s perfect for me.’ And then they’d all drift off back into conversation and he’d glance over the room at you and just smile about how genuinely happy he was in the relationship without needing to brag…

And he’d try to be certain about things before they happened. Like with the organisation of the reminders on his phone before, he’d have conversations with you before you went places and he’d ask, ’if we run into fans, are you alright with me stopping and talking, or would you rather we don’t?’ and when you said it was totally fine, he’d go all smitten and kiss your forehead and, 'okay, baby, thank you so much, you’re amazing, you know that?’

And just elaborating on that, Michael would just be such a cautious guy in general. He’d actually have a fear of doing something wrong that could threaten your relationship. Like, just for example, you’d be hooking up on the couch, and then, getting entirely lost in the moment, Michael would slip his hand from your waist to your boob to squeeze gently but straight after doing it, he would just pull away with open eyes and gasp like, 'shit, I’m sorry, I got caught up, do you, is this, am I going too far? I’ll stop, I swear.’ And you’d just have to giggle and put your lips back on his while mumbling, 'I like it,’ and, aw shit, Michael would just absolutely be taken from his solid form and turned into liquid in front of you. Because you’d just have that affect on him…

And just overall, Michael would be so obsessed with you. He would honestly just admire you to death and suck up to you relentlessly. Like, if you were ever doing homework and typing up an essay in your bedroom while he was just lying on your bed, he would just openly gaze at you while you clasped your eyes to think of what to put in the next sentence and he’d tilt his head while he listened to you mumble while trying to remember something. And after ages and ages, he would just sigh and say, 'Y/N, you’re so intelligent.’ So you’d just snort and 'yeah, right, I can’t even write this report,’ and he’d shake his head immediately and come hug you from behind and put his chin on the top of your skull and start arguing, 'No, honey, you’re so smart for staying in school and getting good grades like you do, and I think your intellect is incredibly sexy so don’t ever stop.’

But back tickles though. He would be thoroughly into that shit. And you would need to be thoroughly into that shit as well. Because it would just be a habit of his, whenever you were sitting on his lap or beside him, to put his arm around you and tug you closer to his body so he could softly run his fingers either up and down your spine or along your arm, or sometimes if you were out for dinner, he would just have to do it on your thigh under the table. It wouldn’t be sexual. Just a comforting reminder of his presence. And you’d just turn and smile at him after a while, and he’d smile back, not even realising that he’d subconsciously started rubbing/tickling you…

And Michael is the type of guy who would need to be sleeping in the same bed as you every night. He wouldn’t be able to shut his eyes until you were beside him and he could wrap his arms around you as though you were his teddy and nuzzle his head into your neck. But obviously when he was on tour, that wouldn’t be possible. So every night you’d get a phone call and hear an instant whine, ‘babyyy, I can’t get to sleeep,’ and you’d have to talk to him until he was content and tired enough to rest. Although sometimes he would call you while you were at school or work and he’d have to listen to shuffle your way into the bathroom so nobody could see or hear you, and instead of calming him to slumber, it would just make him laugh and find it more difficult to fall asleep…

But Michael would also be that non-stop talkative idiot who needs your approval and reassurance before he makes a single move. So you would constantly receive texts like so…

And you wouldn’t even realise that your replies sounded frustrated until Michael would call you later that night and be immediately grumbling and mumbly like, 'Y/N, I don’t mean to be so clingy but I just value your opinion so much, baby, and I never want to do anything that you wouldn’t like and you’re like my backbone, you know? And it’s so hard when I’m on the other side of the world becau-’ and you’d have to interrupt like, 'Michael, be quiet, I love it when you’re clingy,’ and he’d just pause and be like, 'seriously?’ and you’d laugh a little and kind of admit to yourself and him that, 'yeah, I guess it’s just an obscure way for me to be aware than I’m needed in someone’s life’ and he’d be smiling like a douche and, 'you’re right, sweet heart. You’re so needed and important to myself and so many other people and I’m so lucky to have you at all. I love you.’

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Luke / Ashton / Calum 

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'Modern day love story' AU Kurtbastian.

Written for Kurtbastian week: Day Seven: Theme-Online.

Well it’s the last day of Kurtbastian week, it’s been a wild ride. I can’t wait for the next one.

This one shot is based off the couple who fell in love over Instagram.

Summary: When Sebastian comments on a strangers Instagram picture, he doesn’t realize that it will lead him to his future special someone.

Kurt and Sebastian are both twenty-four in this, it’s set after they have finished college and both been working for a year. Sebastian is a lawyer and Kurt is a Fashion designer. Kurt studied at Parsons in New York whereas Sebastian studied at ‘NYU’ but since New york is so big neither had chance to meet. Sebastian graduated and ending up moving to LA after being offered a job there. Kurt works at Vogue as Fashion coordinator.

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Preference #42: Sharing Time

Jack: ‘Come on, mate, you have to tell us!’ 'No! She’d kill me if I did! She’s right in there!’ 'Oh, she’s in the kitchen, and the other girls are chatting away in there, she can’t hear you. Go on! Tell us a little about Y/N!’ 'Yeah!’ 'Yeah!’ 'Oh, I’m sure you guys don’t want to hear all the horny details! That’d be boring conversation!’ The boys chided him playfully, Will and Ben shoving him at the sides while Jacob continuously tapped his knee with a pencil. They asked about his sex life with you, and Jack normally didn’t kiss and tell, but you did things too good to resist. 'Is she kinky?’ 'Is she shy?’ 'Does she like it from the back or front?’ 'Guys! I’m not telling you all that! It’s private!’ 'For once, I’m actually NOT the boring twin,’ Finn teased from his seat on the armchair. Fortunately for you, through all the girl-talk in the kitchen, you heard his reply in between. 'Alright, alright, one question. I’ll answer one question,’ You saw him through the little window between the living room and kitchen, blushing in his foolish grin. They all jumped at him with questions, but Finn simply said: 'I think there’s one thing we all want to know…What are her tits like?’ The boys all agreed with the question, and Jack turned red, hiding his face in a pillow. Finn gave a smug smirk and waited. 'Are they as big as they look or is that a padded bra she wears?’ He asked. 'No, no…they’re…they’re pretty nice.’ 'Just nice? Not amazing or fantastic?’ Finn mocked a yawn. He locked eyes with you and winked. Ugh, the little bugger! He’s only doing it because you’re listening. 'No, they’re gorgeous. I mean, they sort of fit in my hands a bit, but they’re big and soft and…you know…’ 'And? Eh? Don’t leave us hanging!’ Ben prodded his side. 'And I like them.’ 'I think it’s a little bit more than just like when you stare down my top all the time,’ You commented as you set down a fresh bowl of crisps for them. Their jeering fell silent once they saw you; Jack sunk back into the couch as if they were one. You sauntered back into the kitchen where you and the girls began bursting into laughter.

Finn: 'So, where you two going?’ You heard Jack ask his brother in the hallway. All your luggage was packed, but you were making a few last minute preparations and checks before you left for the airport. 'Rome. She’s been begging me to take her since we went, so now that I got some time off, I’m going.’ 'You do realize that you’ve always had time off?’ 'No, I’ve had our channel and the new office and other stuff going on that I couldn’t leave home. Now I can.’ 'Is this one of those 'we’re-actually-going-to-see-stuff-when-we-get-there’ trips or the 'let’s-go-to-a-foreign-country-and-have-loads-of-sex-all-day-long’ kind of trips? Are you actually leaving the room at any point? Emmy will see the pictures and I’d prefer they were of an innocent nature.’ Finn laughed, 'Yes, because you’re so concerned about our little sister’s virgin eyes, right?’ 'I am.’ 'If you must know, we ARE actually doing things when we get there. I planned a whole weekend for just the two of us…one of those days being a sex-driven rampage throughout our hotel room.’ 'I…I don’t need to know-’ ’-We can start on the bed, then move to the floor, then get on a table, then a chair, then against the windows! Fuck, I’ll screw her on the balcony if she let me.’ Your jaw dropped but you also laughed. You saw Jack’s reaction from the doorway, putting hands over his ears and quickly humming 'Mary had a Little Lamb’. Finn followed him up the stairs, detailing more sexual escapades in store for you before Jack shut the door. He came back down them please as ever. 'Nothing makes him run off like putting dirty images of me naked in his head.’ 'Why would he picture you?!’ 'Because in order to picture you, he has to picture me.’ You blushed as he pecked your cheek, let him take your hand as he announced your departure to the rest of the house. 'Would you let me screw you on a balcony?’ He asked hours later on the plane. 'Depends.’ 'On?’ 'What position? Like over the railing? Against the railing? On a table on the balcony? On the balcony floor? Like, what’s the plan there, Finn?’ 'Probably against it or like at the table and just be super discrete the whole time…wait, hold on, you didn’t say 'no’…’ 'Eh, I guess I didn’t. How about that?’

Dan: 'Okay Dan, you ready?’ 'Yes.’ 'Truth or Dare.’ 'Oh gosh…Um…I think I’m gonna go with truth on this one.’ 'Alright…’ You watched Louise pull a paper from the 'truth hat’, and succumb to laughter. 'What? What is it?“ Dan asked nervously. Louise said, 'Tell us about your first time.’ 'Like…Like first time with sex?’ 'Uh huh’. 'Oh my…Um, I…’ He exchanged a glance with you before answering, 'Embarrassingly enough, it was with my girlfriend, Y/N.’ 'Awww! How sweet!’ 'Yeah, uh, we had been dating for a bit before. She said she didn’t want to immediately jump into sex and I didn’t either, so we like didn’t talk about sex much for I’d say….the first six months of our relationship. Like, I wanted her to feel comfortable with me. I didn’t want to like rip off my clothes and be like 'lay with me, fair maiden!’, you know!’ 'Just come dressed as Prince Charming and just-’ She made a ripping motion on her chest, ’-Strip if off.’ 'Yes, I didn’t want to frighten her away with my hideous physique. But then one night, we had gone to this friend’s house for a party and when I dropped her off she invited me in for a bit. We started kissing quite, um, heavily,’ You saw the blush rising in his cheeks, which Louise pointed out. 'And…um, yeah we got down to it. At first I thought like, 'omg, this is it. I’m gonna shag her. What do I do?’, but then everything sort of fell into place. I didn’t feel dirty or completely ashamed of myself afterwards, which I hear is a good thing-’ ’-very good thing. Not to be ashamed. How was he?’ She asked you quickly.Dan instantly laughed into a pillow, looking up at you for an answer. 'Come here, get over here,’ She called you over to the sofa, where you sat beside her to get into the shot, 'If you guys don’t know, this is Dan’s girlfriend, Y/N. You can check her out a quick moment on (your youtube channel) and subscribe,’ 'Appreciate it lots,’ 'Now, Y/N?’ 'Yes, Louise?’ 'I have a question all the Dangirls and I want to know…’ 'Oh god! Why?!’ Dan chuckled into the pillow, though you ignored him. You were blushing enough as it was, 'On a scale of 1 to 10, how was he?’ '11…Definitely an 11.’ 'Woah!’ You winked at him, laughing at his sheepish face.

Phil: You loved coming home with Phil. You loved his parent’s house, him showing all the places he hung out at, meeting his old school friends and generally seeing a different side of Phil. You loved his old bedroom, hearing about his old obsessions and how weird of a child he’d been. His parents were lovely people, and Alan couldn’t be more welcoming when he visited. You spent Christmas Eve helping him mother around the house, setting up for the party while the men were occasionally called in for heavy lifting. His mother taught you all the old dishes Phil loved (you asked, since you wanted to make them for him one day). It made you feel so old-fashioned, but you liked it. Phil did too. 'Hey, Y/N looks great,’ You heard Alan say from outside. He and Phil were making snowmen out of pure boredom, but there weren’t too far for you not to hear them. 'Yeah, she does. I’m surprised she even likes me. She’s too pretty for me.’ 'I second that,’ 'Shut up.’ You laughed watching Phil throw a bit of snow at his brother. You heard a bit of silence, before Alan spoke up again: 'So…What’s she like?’ 'What do you mean 'what’s she like’? You’ve met her.’ 'No, not like that you doofus. I mean…in the bedroom…What’s she like?’ You saw Phil become more concentrated on making the snowman’s head, before Alan began nudging him. 'Come on, Phil.’ 'I’m not going to talk about her like that. She’s a lady, and I respect her.’ 'Don’t be boring, mate. Does she wear sexy underwear? Does she like it rough or are you gentle with her? Come on, don’t hold out.’ 'Alan, I’m not telling you that. It’s private.’ 'What’s her favorite position? She looks like the cowgirl riding type to me.’ 'Alan…’ 'Or maybe missionary. I don’t know. I see her as a traditional position kind of lover. I mean, I could be wrong. Am I wrong?’ 'Well…She does like being on top.’ Alan chuckled, 'Really?’ 'Yeah, she’s amazing too. She like does all these little hip movements, and I just like…I never know what to do except just like, enjoy her.’ 'I’d enjoy her too if it were me.’ 'Oh my God, shut it!’ Phil laughed. You saw his red cheeks, and the embarrassment in them as he threw more snow at Alan. The two then began a miniature snowball fight ended by their mother calling them in for dinner. You couldn’t help yourself. You retired early to bed, going into Phil’s old bedroom and texting him from upstairs: 'When I do those little hip movements…you can just watch ;)’