anonymous asked:

Why is Henry such a mommy's boy? When I was his age there's no way I would have let either of my parents kiss me in front of my classmates or drop me off at school/the bus stop. That's just embarrassing and asking to be teased, lol. Idk why they insist on writing him like a child when he's a teenager now. Like he was actually way more rebellious in season 1 when he was 10 than he is now...

IDK man, the kid has been through some shit.  He’s lost Emma quite a few times, so I’d be surprised if he didn’t come out of all this without some attachment issues.

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John Watson Texting Affair Theory -- It’s TJLC

Okay, so here’s my idea with this. Hear me out.

At the beginning of the episode, we are shown that Sherlock is very much glued to his phone, and in my opinion, a bit more than usual. Yes, he has always been very fond of using his phone, but I feel like they made a big deal at the beginning of the episode about Sherlock being on his phone. (ie now he as a twitter, texting behind his back during the baptism, etc) These can just be brushed off as very “Sherlock” behavior, but I think these scenes are more important than we are making them out to be. (Will come back to this in a moment) More under the cut as this may get a bit lengthy. 

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 FIC REC’S OF 2017 part 1 (january)

Roots by cherrystreet (43k) ONE SHOT

There aren’t many things that make Harry Styles nervous. He’s spent the past couple of years on and off various stages, filled with screaming fans, all chanting his name, loud and adoring. He’s done countless interviews, some even on live, national television, never faltering over his words, answers meticulously planned out, smooth and steady. He’s signed countless autographs, taken just as many photos, and even when he sat in his label’s studio, waiting to see how high up on the charts his single made it, he didn’t feel uneasy or uncomfortable. It’s all been unbelievably fun. No, there aren’t many things that make Harry Styles nervous.

Enter Louis Tomlinson.             FAMOUS/NOT FAMOUS

King Of Wishful Thinking by Star_Henderson (38k) CHAPTERED

“Don’t umm don’t get on the bus, come inside.” Louis blurted the words out, speaking quickly.

Harry looked startled.

“Just. Look I don’t know if I want..” Louis scrubbed his face with his hand. “I’ll pay for your time. Just come in.”

Harry stepped away from the bus stop and the bus sailed straight past.

“What’s umm what do you guys make these days?”

Harry shuffled his feet. “Depends. Like two hundred an hour.”

Louis hummed. “Reasonable.” He gestured towards the hotel. “Come up for a drink or some room service or something.”

Harry scraped the toe of his already scuffed boots on the floor. “You don’t have to do this, I feel like… like you’re a nice person who feels bad but it’s fine. I get it. You don’t have to make it up to me.”

Louis stared at Harry. It’d been so long since he’d even spoken to a guy let alone hung out with one. He’d enjoyed the banter and the flirting.

“Come up.” Louis’ voice was soft.

Harry’s face bloomed into a smile. “Ok.”   SEX WORKER AU, FAKE/PRETEND RELATIONSHIP

Off The Record by Tomlinsontoes (90k) CHAPTERED

Louis is an out of control teen heartthrob, Harry is hired to get him back on track and they both hate each other while they secretly don’t.

“I’m not your personal assistant you know,” Harry says once he gets there and Louis lets him in and he shoves the bag into his hands. “I’m your publicist.”

“I know that,” Louis smiles a devilish grin patting Harry in the middle of his chest as he takes the bag, “but look at you personally assisting me,” he says looking in the bag and pulling out the Cheetos. I also know that my PA turns his phone on silent at night, and clearly, you don’t. Waiting for a booty call or something?” Louis says turning on his heels and scurrying over to his sofa and plopping down. Harry swears he sees a puff of orange dust soar into the air when Louis opens the bag. He’s amazed that couch is as clean as it looks.       ENEMIES TO FRIENDS TO LOVERS

A Love Like War by sincewewereeighteen (173k) CHAPTERED

“I want your help.”
“Are you sure validation isn’t the right word?” Harry frowns. “Because, Louis, my professional opinion won’t change just because you’re being nice.”
“I don’t want your professional opinion on my work to change. I wanna do better work, so you and everybody else can have a new opinion”, he states simply.

Or: the one in which Louis Tomlinson is a cliched rock star, he’s got everything except for love. But then he meets Harry Styles; the man that, against all odds, saves him in every way a person can be saved, even when Louis didn’t know he needed saving in the first place.               FAMOUS/NOT FAMOUS, READ THE TAGS

Pinkies Never Lie by emma1234 (83k) CHAPTERED

“I just think if we’re both into it and neither of us is looking for something serious, why not?” Harry asks, eyes soft and voice sweet. He pauses and gives Louis a moment or two to answer.

There are countless reasons why Louis shouldn’t agree to this, but in the end, none of them really matter. This will end with Louis in pieces, but he’s been in love with Harry for four years. There was only ever one answer.

“Yeah,” Louis answers finally, hoping his voice sounds normal. “Why not?”

AU in which Louis hates his job and loves Harry, Harry just wants a distraction, everyone else wants them to get their shit together, and Louis learns the hard way that new beginnings are only possible when something ends. FRIENDS TO LOVERS

I’ll Be Flicking Stones At Your Window, I’ll Be Waiting Outside ‘Til You’re Ready To Go by rockdatbody (5k) ONE SHOT

Soulmates AU where you can’t see colours until you meet your soulmate.

Harry never thought he would find his while performing on stage in front of thousands of people but hey, things happen. SOULMATES 

A Fallen Star That Shines No More by jwdish98 (25k) ONE SHOT 

Louis might have a problem.

Said problem lies entirely in the fact that he can’t seem to avoid Harry Styles, The Ex-Boyfriend That Broke His Heart and World Famous Popstar Sensation. Everything is only made more complicated by the fact that he doesn’t really want to avoid Harry either, even though they’re supposed to mean nothing to each other.

Another tiny problem may also be that Harry has no idea that Louis has a daughter now.

Yeah, he’s screwed. FAMOUS/NOT FAMOUS, KID FIC

You Made Your Mark (Here In My Heart) by AllTheseLittleWritings (15k) ONE SHOT

Louis is slowly caressing the baby’s cheek. He’s looking into bright green, wide eyes, which seem to look at Louis in wonderment. Louis picks the baby’s hand into his and holds it. He looks at it and then at Harry, who starts to chuckle with his cute baby voice.

When Louis is just a small child, he meets a chubby baby named Harry. He doesn’t realize that he meets the same boy over 20 years later and finds his soulmate. SOULMATES


bts married life : jungkook (2/7)

autumn leaves drifting onto gravel roads. the scent of mahogany tables in furniture stores. fireworks crackling and sparkling in the evening sky. late night bus rides. music escaping from earphones. crickets in the silence of sunsets. being lifted off the ground and spun around.

what is it like being married to jeon jungkook?

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Rehearsals (requested)

“I’ll be back in about an hour hun” Shawn says, leaning down to kiss you on the lips.

“Okay” You smile, trying to hide a yawn. Shawn had only just started his American leg of the tour, so jet lag was still killing you slowly. “Have fun.”

He smiles at you and gets off the bus, instantly hearing screams coming from outside. You smile slightly, thinking about the love his fans have for him, before getting up and heading towards your suitcase. As you walk down the bus, you notice Shawn’s VANS hoodie hanging from his bunk, and you give up on the idea of getting your own, and decide on wearing his instead. You slide it over your head, and yawn once more, deciding that the idea of a nap sounded very inviting.

Walking back through the empty bus, you lay down on the small sofa and close your eyes, only to hear fans outside talking. You don’t mind, as they weren’t being rowdy, just supportive of Shawn. You grab your phone and press shuffle on illuminate, listening to it through your earphones. Sighing contently, you feel yourself drift off to sleep.

It’s not too long before Shawn arrives back at the bus, alone. He walks in and notices you curled up, fast asleep on the sofa. He smiles widely, admiring you’re cuteness, before kneeling in front of you.

“Y/N?” He whispers, placing his hand gently on your hair. You stir slightly, seeing Shawn in front of you. You sit up, immediately rambling words of apology about how you were going to wake up before he got back. “Hey, hey, it’s alright” he smiles, “I didn’t want to wake you, but the others are on their way back, and I would have carried you to my bunk, but this bus is just way to small.”

You laugh slightly at his remark, getting up and taking his hand. He leads you through into his bunk and you get in. He follows behind and the two of you lay together in the small space. You rest your head on Shawn’s chest and close you’re eyes, listening to his steady heart beat.
“How were rehearsals?” You ask, but before you hear the answer you’re already asleep. Shawn notices this, and smiles to himself, before pulling you closer into his arms and kissing your forehead.

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Because I’m obsessed with John’s emotional arc now:

How do you come back from this? You set John up to be kind of an arsehole, emotionally distant, a bit floundering - obviously he’s unhappy and he’s suffering! He is. But on the surface he looks terrible. Cheating on his wife, distant from his friend…then he blames Sherlock for Mary’s decision to jump in front of a gun? He didn’t see that actually happen, of course, he came in too late. He rejects Sherlock’s attempt at comfort by resisting his outstretched hand and then raging at him.

I get it. It makes sense - so much sense - for John’s emotional life at this point. Hating the wife+baby life in a way he can’t quite put his finger on: Mary comes along to cases! He loves his baby! They figure it out and life goes on but there’s something about it that is just killing him. He catches someone’s eye on a bus, fixes his hair. He wants to feel wanted - and he isn’t, not by Sherlock, who seemingly favours Mary at this point, and not by Mary, who’s lied to him from the start. He’s snarky in his usual way toward Sherlock but we don’t see that paired with deep-seated affection as we have in the past - we get teasing and jabs (all in good fun!) but he’s isolating Sherlock from himself. It’s a defence mechanism. Sherlock apparently hasn’t deduced - or made the effort to see, so he thinks - what’s really going on with John. Instead, Mary and Sherlock are best buddies, and John’s left sorting out child care.

He’s resentful and doesn’t want to be. He feels distant and bored and guilty, and he’s mad at himself, but he can’t bring himself to tell Mary the truth either time when he makes the half-arsed effort to begin - not when Sherlock’s summoned them via text and not when they’re standing face to face in Morocco talking about lies. Mary’s made him out to be a moral hero, perfect, loyal, and handy - and he’s not any of those things, he thinks. He knows he isn’t. Obviously Sherlock doesn’t view him that way either. Sherlock doesn’t feel any things, any way, he thinks. Look at his disregard for being godfather! [Never mind the fact he’s working like a fiend on his phone because ‘work is the best antidote for sorrow’…]

John has lost the depths of himself - who he thought he was, who he thought he wanted to be. So now, left with his dead wife in his arms, John forces that anger and regret onto Sherlock. He pushes it away at the person whom he knows to be fallible. His own fallibility is too tender - he can’t resist shoving it away. We know he thinks things that are not his fault are his fault (HLV) and he knows, in some way, the air wasn’t cleared with Mary. He also knows the air hasn’t been cleared with Sherlock.


What will bring him round?


So i rewatched this scene over and over again to only realize that these two must’ve been texting. Like at one moment Baekhyun got bored at the dorm and missed Chanyeol and decided to message him. Chanyeol then calls him and tells him to come over.

Then later on Baekhyun who is just soo bored and can’t wait to see Chanyeol decides hes taking the bus to go see him. Like isnt that commitment. He could’ve been seen by fans.

Like if this doesn’t scream relationship i dont know what does

anonymous asked:

What if Jason had remembered Reyna the same way Percy had remembered Annabeth

Interesting but okay…

-So Jason wakes up on the bus and all he can remember is the name Reyna, so when Piper calls to him he’s like “Reyna?”

-At first Jason thinks that Reyna’s his girlfriend which definitely creates a divide between him and Piper.

-Then as the series progress memories keep coming Jason starts to regain his memories and he remembers all the nights that he and Reyna would stay up late talking about the camp or training or even just make fun of Octavian.

-Jason, although he likes Piper very much, also misses his friend, and co-leader.

-He, like Annabeth is nervous about going to Camp Jupiter because he’s afraid that his old friend won’t like what he’s become.

-He is sad when it is evident that Reyna doesn’t love him and Piper together and even feels a little guilty, however when Reyna starts to tease him like old times, he has hope and knows that they will be able to re-strengthen their friendship.

So yeah I changed some of the events but I like this headcanon because personally I believe Jason would have remember Reyna regardless if their relationship was platonic because their relationship was still strong.

Missed me? || Liam Dunbar (part 2)


“She didn’t say anything about coming with Theo?” Liam growled as stiles and scott tried hard to hold him back from running to the other side of the parking lot where the girl he thought he knew so well stood with the shady boy.

“I told y'all he was into something and now she is too” Stiles exclaimed as they managed to pin Liam against the bus stopping him from attacking.

“We don’t know if there is something shady about them , they might just know each other. You know both being new students nd stuff” Kira said trying to reason with stiles.

“We can torture them int-” Malia’s suggestion was very quickly cut off by almost a roar of disagreement.

Scott sighted looked to where Y/N and Theo previously stood noticing they were both gone now “How about we get to class now, there are gone now anyways”

Stiles looked ready to disagree but after a while nodded picking up his own backpack from the ground. Liam looked over his shoulder one last time to where Y/N stood before quickly walking back to his history class. Y/N was as accepted not there in the history class but when Liam entered his math class , she was right back in the corner. A part of him wanted to walk as far away and sit on the other side as class but it seamed like his legs carried him to the chair beside her.

“Where were you last period?” Liam asked once he sat down on the chair.

“Nowhere , dad” she smirked tearing her eyes from the book and up to him.

His breath caught in his throats when their eyes met , the color he remembered from their young ages. He remembered it like it was burned in his memories forever , the smile that would light up her entire face but most visible around her eyes , small crinkles would appear on the right side under her eyes while a small dimple would appear on her cheek.

“Speaking of not being in class , where did you run of to?” She asked hands crossed over her chest and the smirk still visible on her features.

“The couch wanted something” he explained , tearing his eyes way from her.

“That sounds real” she said turning around returning to her book “ if the couch had being in history class tying to talk people into joining the team”

In the corner of his eyes he sow her smirk growing wilder for each moment and he could himself feel the frustration smell his body was radiating. As he opened his mouth to come up with some lie the teacher walked in cutting the conversation short.

Focusing in that class seamed to be an impossible task form Liam , after Stiles pointed it up he couldn’t help but focus on it. Her scent. It was unlike anything he had ever smelt before , not a werewolf like himself or scott, not a werecayote like Malia and definitely not a kitsune. He wasn’t gonna die , it was distracting, not only the scent but rather the lack of it. Even with the trace of scent of her , there was nothing even slightly suggesting a feeling. She was calm , unlike their young ages where even without wolf powers he could smell the reeking anxiety and sadness from her.

“Mr. Dunbar” the teachers voice woke him up from his daydream to see an empty classroom “ the class is dismissed and in all honestly I doubted that you love algebra so much”

From the corner of his eyes he caught Y/N walking out the class , with a apologetic look at the teacher he stood up from the seat and nearly ran out the door.

“I swear she was just here ” he mumbled to himself before making his way to the lacrosse field.

“Finally Dunbar , thought you forgot about your lacrosse priority like the rest of this team” Couch yelled once Liam ran in the locker room and walked toward the back where stiles and scott stood.

“Did you talk to her?” Stiles asked quietly as Couch starter giving them a lecture.

Liam gave a small glare to stiles before returning to changing into his lacrosse gear “ No and if you want to know her evil master plan talk to her yourself” and with a final glare he made his way to the field followed by Scott.

“Unbelievable ” Stiles mumbled and hurried , tripping over his own legs to follow them.


By the time they had finished practice it had already been dark. Stiles had offered to drive him home but Liam chose to wait for his step dad. He had only been there for a few minutes when he heard a sound from the school. With a last glance at the parking lot , he decide to take a look before his step dad would be there. It would be an understatement saying that the school look scary in the dark but he quickly with the help of scent found his way to the source of sound. Around the corner and he sow y/n standing , her eyes locked at something in front of her.

“uh, what’s going on here?” He asked , his eyes wild once he noticed the body in front of her feet.

She turned around eyes for the face time showing sign of emotion “I promise, he was like that when I got here.”

“…Is he… dead?” Liam quietly questioned , already knowing the answer.

“Well, either that, or he should really get that gaping hole in his chest looked at" She said looking up from body over to Liam with a smile but the fear visible in her eyes.

“Y/N you can’t just stand over a dead body , that’s the fucking janitor. We have to call this in” Liam basically yelled at her pulling out his phone to call the sheriff office.

“Don’t ” she said grabbing his hand that held the phone in hers “its been taken care of”

Liam gives her a questioning look but puts the phone away , before she could pull her hand away , he held them in his “ You are gonna tell me everything. Over a large ham and pineapple pizza”

A smile broke out on her features and she made herself nod a little. They walked out of the school is silence , liam too afraid to ask about anything cause he knew he wouldn’t be able to stop himself.

“Hey , y/ns staying over for dinner ” liam said to his step father stepping into the car as y/n got into the backseat.

“Y/N , that sounds familiar ” Dr. Geyer replied giving the girl a smile in the mirror “I’m guessing you want to order in for dinner?’

’‘Yeah we were thinking pizza” liam saying turning up the music to avoid any further conversation in the car.

a few minuetes later they pulled into the driveway of a big house and both kids got out , Y/N started walking to the from the front door as liam waited in the car for a moment talking to his step dad before him exiting the car and the car driving away.

“ Where did you step dad go?” Y/N asked while Liam slightly struggled to unlock the front door.

“He had to work” liam replied pushing the door open and letting her walk in first.

“It’s nice here ” She said as they started walking up the stairs and too his room “ I gotta say , I liked the old place better”

Liam stopped in his track for a moment before dropping his bag on the bed and turning to face her “ yeah i liked your old place too before it became a crime scene”

She stopped to think for a moment , as if she was considering telling his the truth or not when she finally sighted and shook her head“For what it’s worth, I’m sorry.”

“You killed your entire family” liam replied slightly disturbed by the girl’s lack of emotion.

“…I’m really sorry?” She tried with a questioning voice “ liam listen , I had too and you know tha-”

“You father was an evil bastard , what about your sister? Your mom? They were innocent people Y/N and you know that” he only noticed he was shouting at her when she flinched the slightest and something inside of her looked broken “ I’m..I’-” he started apologizing before he was cut off by the phone ringing. With a last apologetic voice he picked the phone.

“There’s been a murder at school , the janitor. He had been drained of blood and guess what, Y/N backpack was there as well and we looked through, not my ideas but lydias , and liam we were right. The scent , the everything. We know what she is” Stiles rambled on once Liam picked up the phone , he slowly turned around seeing Y/N sitting quietly on the bed looking through an old photo album.

“ yeah mom , i call you if we need anything , i have a friend over now ” he hung up leaving the boy on the other end rather confused.

“Hey you still keep the pizza places number on your refrigerator?” She asked standing up right after he hung up.

“Yeah , you can do the honor to call if you want , I’m just gonna call Lydia about a school assignment ” he said offering her a smile as she nodded leaving the room.

The phone only rang for a few minutes before lydia picket up “ Stiles told me”

“Stiles thinks its something to do with Theo ” lydia explained and Liam could hear stiles voice in the background.

“I found her there, over the body right after the practice” Liam whisper yelled as he could hear her voice downstairs, suddenly his eyes fell on her phone laying on the bed. He knew it was wrong and god he was gonna regret it but he had to check and curiosity took the best of him.

“Liam where is she now” she said over the phone as he heard her yelling something to the others before stiles voice was heard over the line as he most likely took the phone from her “ Liam is she with you now?”

“She is ordering pizza” he said not really listening to what the older boy was talking about as he was going through her text “ all of her recents are to one person”

The line was quit for a few seconds before stiles voice was heard again “ you are going through her phone liam tha-”

“I’ll call you back” he said and threw the phone on the bed beside him as he starte reading the texts between her and one and the only Theo raeken.

“3rd period. Meet me in the parking lot” -Theo

“Police still blames the family on you. Don’t give them any proof, I will take care of dinner” -Theo

He felt a weight being lifted of he shoulder , cause he knew she hadn’t the blame in the murders but what did Theo have to do with this? The thought of her covering something for him almost made Liam sick to the stomach but the relief didnt last for long before he read true last text.

“Dinner served. Janitors closet 6:30”-Theo

“Curiosity killed the cat” Y/N voice made him drop the phone and turn around seeing her leaning against the door frame.

“You lied , you said you had no idea what happened to the janitor” he said standing up from the bed , the IED getting the best of him.

“Calm down wolfie , it’s not like you’ve told me everything” She smirked taking a step forward and they were almost face to face now before she dropped her gaze to the photo album. His eyes followed her seeing that her cocky smirk was gone , replaced by a smile sad smile.

He follows her eyes to the album both looking at the last picture of them “How did you find out? ”

“I’ve picked up a few things along the years” She said with a shadow of a smile sitting down on the bed picking up the album.

“so you are one of us?” He asked , his back turned on her and his voice quite.

“I can assure you I have a shit time once a month as well but that is for complete different reasons” she said with a slight chuckle but the laughter died down quickly “ Do you remember this day?”

The boy finally turned around standing in silence in a few seconds before sitting down beside her looking at the picture that had previously caught both their attentions “ We took this a week before you…left” he replied being rather careful with his choice of word “ I gave you one of those dollar necklaces and we promised we would always be there for each other and we planned out future”

“Liam-” she mumbled before being cut by him.

“That’s the girl I knew , that is my best friend” Liam continued.

“You have no right to say that” she said standing up dropping the album simultaneously “I am this way cause I needed to survive , you have no idea what it’s like when everyone blames you for everything , where your dad buried all his anger in booze and would beat the crap out of daily , when everyone blames you for the death of your mother and sister, none of you were there I tried doing something but when I came down stairs he… he I could stop hi-”

“Him?” Liam questioned standing up from the bed as she calmed down eyes wild in terror of what she said.

“I should go” she said grabbing her stuff running out before he could react.

He was right , she was innocent. Well atleast when it came to the murder of her family.

// Part 3?

You went with Justin to an interview about how tour is doing. You’re standing behind the camera man and Justin has a straight face the whole time and you just want to see his beautiful smile. The interviewer: “let’s get a little deep…. how are you and Y/N? Does she go with you on tour?”
Justin: “Yeah she comes down and stays with me on the bus for a couple weeks and we hang out together after the shows we try tondo small dates butbits hard. Then I sadly have to send her home.” He pouts. Behind the camera man you glare at him making funny faces trying to make him laugh just a little, you were bored and tired you have heard the same questions the last couple days as Justin had interviews, Justin takes a glance over at you and he bends forward laughing at the faces *gif* as the interviewer turns to look, you stop and stand still, when he looks away you blow Justin a kiss and a small wink and wait for this interview to be over.

les amis as people ive served at work

inspired by @grantairelibere !!
joly: used their inhaler during the transaction but refused any help, informed me they dont need a bag because they dont use plastic
combeferre: spent half an hour discussing dozens of classic novels with me, seemed entirely unaware of his own astronomic attractiveness. shook my hand before leaving. instead of exchanging numbers, we gave each other reading lists. (please come back)
jehan: asked to see our books on greek mythology. wanted to see the ‘gory stuff for my song lyrics’
courfeyrac: came in with his friend after spending the day shopping, told me they’d intended to see the hadron collider but kept getting distracted. told me jokes while i restocked the shelves, because they didnt actually want to buy anything, they were just waiting for their friend who had accidentally (????) gotten on a bus after lunch
bousset: the friend that accidentally got on the bus
bahorel: the 6′2 individual who scowled at me until i asked if he needed help- he asked me to help find bob the cat’s biography and thanked me very enthusiastically when i did
enjolras: didnt say a word to me as he purchased the communist manifesto. just steady eye contact, and didnt even respond when asked if he was a loyalty card holder or if he wanted a bag. im not sure what he was trying to communicate but it was effective
grantaire: stayed in our tiny arts section for two hours, sitting cross legged on the floor, reading as much as he could
marius: came in with his (apparently long suffering) girlfriend and asked me to find a 10+ year old book about a child in ancient egypt without parents, that he couldnt even remember the name of. apologised for being difficult often, and ended up buying the percy jackson books
feuilly: asked me for help so their anxious friend wouldnt have to 

montparnasse: came in in a perfectly tailored blacker-than-black suit, hair dyed half blond half brown and in a pony tail and bought his partner a biography about an obscure foreign model
valjean: managed to look fond and loving even while dragging his (previously lost) daughter away from the YA section

His Calm After The Storm // Im Jaebum

Originally posted by defsouljb

Pairing: Jaebum x Reader (ft. other members of GOT7)

Genre: Fluff, a tiny bit of Angst

Summary; Jaebum lashes out at the rest of GOT7 - and you’re the only person on planet earth who can calm him down.

You ran as fast as you could after departing the 233 bus that stopped just down the street from the JYPE building, wondering what kind of situation you were about to burst in on – only having previously been on the phone to Yugyeom who had called you.

“Yugyeom, slow down! What’s going on?” you asked, hearing several loud voices in the background.

“JB hyung is in one of his bad moods again and he stormed out when we wouldn’t stop laughing at something…Jackson hyung is trying to calm him down but he told me to call you – like last time…can you come here? Like, right now?”

You knew that Jaebum had been under a lot of stress recently – just a few small issues that were piling on top of each other with the pressure of being an idol in the public eye and his every move otherwise being criticised by the media. He had since gotten better at controlling his short temper, but it didn’t mean that it wouldn’t flare up sometimes - he was only human after all.

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“I got to know the Quarrymen originally through their drummer, Colin Hanton. I started to knock around with them – going to practice sessions and gigs for a couple of years. 

“I last saw John in 1962. I was sat at the front of a double-decker bus and as I got up to get off the bus John was sitting on the back seat, he was the only other person on the top deck. I asked him how it was going, he said ‘I’m knackered, I just got back from Hamburg’. 

“My mum organised the Rosebery Street party, I asked the Quarrymen would they come and play there. I remember it was a nice warm sunny day.  I took a number of photos of the group playing that day.”

[Charles Roberts, photographer]

The Quarrymen playing on Rosebery Street, Liverpool on the 22nd June, 1957. They were performing as part of a street party to celebrate the 550th anniversary of Liverpool receiving it’s charter from King John (which happened on 28th August, 1207 (my birthday! 28th Aug, not 1207!) and gave Liverpool - or ‘Liuerpul’ official ‘town’ status). 

Photo: Charles Roberts.

Jealous Eth? Heck me up. Tyler being super busy one week and not getting the time to even say hello in the mornings despite the fact that they live together. And Eth just gets so lonely by the last day of the week that he literally catches a bus and walks the rest of the way to Mark’s place, where he and Tyler are shooting a video.

Eth barges into the session and just immediately kisses Ty on the mouth because he misses him so much, which is obviously interrupting the video and Mark is like, “Dude, what the hell?!” Because Ty and Eth haven’t told anyone about their relationship and also they were fILMING goddamnit. But Ty is just super silent and concerned and Eth is like, “Sorry if I missed my boyfriend, he’s been gone for seven days.”

Ty just looks more worried and holds Eth’s hands while Mark is like, “Hello? Does anyone know what the fuck is going on here?” And gives up when he doesn’t get a response, walking out of the room. Eth and Ty don’t really have to have a huge talk, they both already know what the other wanted to say. But what Ethan does say is, “Sorry for messing up the video, Ty. Can I make it up to you?” And instead of saying something romantic Ty is just like, “You can do my editing for a few days.”

okay no offense but 5sos should make a music video for social casualty about a girl from a broken and abusive home running away not to a boy but to college in order to pursue to her dreams. like picture this, luke starts the opening verse and she’s walking around her small and boring town and watching her parents argue as the days go by, then michael comes in with the chorus as she starts packing her bags, then calum with the second verse and as he sings “just a girl turned eighteen, she ran away to chase her dreams” she’s getting off a bus and then you see her view of the university campus and she starts unpacking her bags in her dorm room. and as the song continues on it switches from the boys playing on a stage to moments of the girl’s experience in college like the football games with her friends, late nights studying in her room, finals, partying, and then back to the boys until the very end of the song where you see her walking across the graduation stage shaking hands with the school officials with her diploma in the other hand and she’s smiling brighter than she ever has in her entire life because she ran away and accomplished her dreams.. idk i think it would be a badass video because she’d be breaking the cliche norm of running away to be with a guy and instead be running away to get an education and make a future different from her past. @5sos-official hire me to be your next music video director. i gotchu fam

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Summary: Keith gets stranded in an unknown city on a cold day with no way to get home. He calls Lance to come pick him up, not knowing that Lance is already sick and should be resting instead.

Last bus: 10:45PM

Next bus: 6:15AM

Keith stares at the sign. His shoulders sag, his breath leaving him in a cloud of white.

He’s doomed. He’s stuck in a city miles away from his own house, and he’s just missed the last bus of the night.

Shivering, he brushes the snow off of a bench and sets his bags down on top of it. His fingers feel like they’re turning to ice, so he shoves his hands into his jacket pockets, trying to keep his body from shaking too badly.

This is all his fault. He’d been the one who had been insistent on coming all the way here. He’d taken a bus after lunch, travelling miles and miles from home just to reach this obscure city–it was the only one that happened to have motorbike parts he needed, and he’d planned his trip so he could navigate using his phone and get back before it got dark.

As it turned out, he’d ended up getting miserably lost in the city, and his phone had died on him due to the cold weather. After spending hours wandering around, he’d finally found his way back to a train station on the other side of the town.

And the last bus left half an hour ago. Just his luck.

He doesn’t know anything about this city, doesn’t have anywhere to stay for the night. It’s too far to walk back, and it’s too cold to sleep out here.

He glances up. The snow slants as it falls from the gaping sky, snowflakes turning gold in the sparse light of nearby streetlights. Shivering, he pulls his jacket closer around him, the spare change in his pocket rattling from the movement.

Change. There’s a payphone across the street.

Keith hates bothering people, especially when it’s this late at night. There are not that many people that he trusts enough to bother in the first place, and most of them are unavailable. Hunk is out of town, Shiro and Allura live too far away, Pidge doesn’t have her own car yet. But maybe if he asks nicely enough, he can convince Lance to drive him back.

He picks up his bags, wincing as his fingertips brush against the frigid bench railings, and starts off to cross the street. This is a bad idea, he’s sure, but he’s tired and cold and he can think of nothing better.

He just really, really wants to be home.

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azarathianscribbles  asked:

A fic title: Parallels

This one was tricky.

But I came up with something.

Keith keeps noticing Lance. Or rather, he doesn’t know lance. He’s never met him. But one night, when he can’t sleep, he drives up to his town’s lookout to look at the stars. It’s empty except for a beat up vw bus and a boy draped across its roof looking up at the stars. Keith notices, but pays him no mind.

But then he sees this boy everywhere. When he goes to the gym to teach his self defence class, he sees that this boy is just coming out of teaching his Pilates class. When he’s at university and needs a caffeine hit, he walks across the road to his favorite coffee shop and stands in line behind this same boy. When he needs to clear his head, he likes to drive out to the airport and watch the planes take off. Keith can’t wait to finish his degree and start training to be a fighter pilot. Along with the usual plane watchers on their pick up trucks, he sees a familiar vw bus.

When he goes to his local video game store he reaches for a copy of an obscure jrpg. His fingers brush against someone else’s.
“Ah sorry, I didn’t think anyone else would want this.” Keith’s eyes snap up to see the familiar stranger in front of him. He seizes the opportunity. He blusters and points.
Lance laughs and admits that he’s noticed Keith and wondered if and when they would ever meet. They get lunch together and enthusiastically quiz each other. Keith is disappointed to find out that they have different favorite colours, different family lives, and lance has lots of friends while Keith has almost none.

But they both dream of flying. Lance didn’t make the cut for Keith’s university course, but he’s taking a similar one in the hopes he can transfer next year. And they both love the outdoors, and campfires on the beach. They both think summer is the best season and spent way too much time in tree houses as a kid.

Keith is smitten.