Does Tattoo Roulette count? I’m counting it as an interview. He looked so good, he was such a good sport, and he was pretty cheeky throughout the whole thing.
We can tell how good of a person Harry is based on his reaction to James getting “Safe” - at that point, he knew he was getting a tattoo whether or not his box said so. He wasn’t about to let Niall get a tattoo if he didn’t want to. That’s why he said “I mean…” and laughed before he opened the box.
Don’t even get me started on how hot it was to see him slam down the lid, and then before they cut to commercial, the smirk on his face…man, I could’ve chosen any of the gifs from that day to justify my love for that interview, especially the smug-ass look on his face (because holy shit), but I love his voice and little laugh when he says, “I’m actually fine.”
Sigh. He just looked amazing that day and really was the best sport about it.
Authors Note: Guys, let me know if you want a part two of this!!! I’m just dipping my toes in the writing pool so any feedback would be amazing. Again…Kinda long, SO SORRY. Thanks for reading beautiful followers!
loved living in New York City. After all, it was the greatest city in
the world. There was always something going on…Rock Center for ice
skating in the winter, laying out in Central Park in the summer, you
loved it all. The only down fall was one the celebrities and the
tourists they brought. God bless ‘em, but they clogged the streets to
the point where walking outside anywhere near 34th-42nd street was
almost unbearable. But nonetheless it was still your favorite, crazy
today was one of those days where you needed to walk from 34th Street -
Penn Station, to 34th Street - Herald Square. Uff. This walk was right
thru Madison Square Garden, also just known as MSG, and it was without fail
horrible every single time. Your friends and you called it the walk of
death. A bit dramatic, but you would agree if you ever had to do it.
walked out of the subway into the New York sunshine that peeped out
from behind the sky scrapers, “You will not be jaded about this walk
today, Y/N.” you said out loud to yourself keeping your head high as you
headed towards MSG. The sun was shining in it’s New York way, and you
were going to keep a smile on your face for this entire walk. After all
you were headed to lunch with your best friends wearing the cutest
outfit that consisted of frayed and torn high waisted Levi jean shorts, a
white button up that was a little oversized and tucked into the right
front of your jeans while the rest hung out the side and back, you left
the front unbuttoned a few buttons so it showed the front of your white
bralette, white heeled sandals that consisted of one strap around the
ankle and one over your toes, and as always your oversized aviator brown
Ray-Bans. As you continued on with a little pep in your step, you were
suddenly stopped dead in your tracks.
fuck. Commoooon.” You said as you approached MSG. There seemed to be a
concert tonight and the entire block was flooded with teen girls. Taking
a deep break you continued on snaking thru the crowd.
you popped out on the other side of the crowd in one piece. Smiling you
kept on triumphantly, taking that as a victory. As you continued
walking, you turned your head around to look back at the crowd curious
as to what or who everyone was all lined up for.
You began to read on the billboard before you felt a body crash into
yours immediately followed by a hot liquid spilling down the entire
front of your shirt. Your heel caught the edge of the curb causing you
to jilt forward making your Ray-Bans fall off you face and crash onto
the pavement. Looking up you saw a tall guy standing in front of you who
had practically caught you with his free arm, and a *newly* half full
coffee cup in the other hand.
wow. I am so so sorry…” He said standing you up and handing you a
napkin. He looked down at your shirt with a ‘oh fuck’ face, and just that
look made you not even want to look down at your newly stained shirt.
fi-” You began to say before You reluctantly looked down at your shirt
“Ohhhh, shit. Great. That’s just…….great.” You said brushing the
brown coffee stain with your hand, which you knew would do nothing but
you couldn’t help the reflex. “Jeez common, I know you’re probably not
FROM here but spacial awareness is a THING you know.” You said to him
you were the one walking looking backwards.” He said back to me with
half a laugh. You didn’t find this amusing at all, you sighed before
seeing your sunglasses on the pavement, “OH NO. PLEASE NO.” You said
bending down to pick them up. Of course the right lens was shattered,
and the frame bent. You let out the biggest sigh ever known to man, and
just stood there defeated. Figuring out what to do next.
take these.” The guy said taking off his original wayfarer Ray-Ban
glasses handing them to me. You reached out and snatched them from him
reluctantly putting them on. Normally you wouldn’t just take $150
sunglasses from a stranger but you were really feeling some type of way
in your stained white shirt and broken glasses.
also,” He said reaching into his pockets. This interaction was already
far too long for your liking so you crossed your arms and began
obnoxiously tapping your foot. You’re not normally this bratty but like
you said, today had you feeling some type of way since your
happy-go-lucky mood got totally ruined. You watched as his friends
behind him sipped their coffee in silence not getting involved. God,
they had to think you were such a bitch.
these.” He said handing me two pieces of paper that looked like
tickets, and then handing you two lanyards with badges attached to them.
“It’s for tonight’s show, at MSG. Random I know, but I do feel bad for
messing with your day.”
“Thanks.” You said shoving them into your purse. “A-and I’m really keeping the glasses.” You said matter of fact-ly.
hey, they don’t look too bad on you.” He half smiled. Wow he was
actually really cute and I knew he was trying to make me feel better.
“Hopefully I didn’t ruin your day….Or your shirt.” He said looking
down at the brown stain.
I am on the way to lunch to meet friends so…” You said shrugging, “I
guess this is going to have to work.” Looking back down at your shirt.
“Anyways….Enjoy your coffee. Or, whats left of it I guess.” You ran a
hand thru your hair and continued walking.
lunch, which was actually fun despite your wardrobe malfunction, you
went home and immediately threw your hair up plopping down on the couch.
Turning on the TV you looked to your right where your purse was. You
saw the tickets peeking out of your bag. You bit your lip staring at
them, was it something you wanted to go tonight? I mean it was a Friday,
and concerts, regardless of who, were always fun. You stretched your
body reaching over snatching one out of your purse.
Mendes.” You said to yourself tilting your head. The name sounded
familiar. Grabbing the computer you googled. You listened to 'Stitches’,
'Mercy’, and 'Treat You Better’. “Ahhhhh.” You said to yourself
nodding. You’ve heard these on the radio constantly, his songs were so
fun to sing along to. Grabbing the phone you called your friend Stella,
who agreed to come to the show with you. Maybe your day was really
looking up after all.
deciding on an outfit, which was a black off the shoulder tight body
suit paired with the same ripped and frayed Levi *unstained* shorts you
were wearing earlier, and black high top converse. Your hair was loosely
curled and you had a very light, sheer redish-pink gloss over your
meeting Stella at the subway you guys rode down to MSG together. You
guys had a few beers before and you were definitely feeling it, this
night was a success already! You guys strolled up to the venue pulling
the tickets out of your bag you handed Stella her tickets and lanyard
that you both put around your necks.
la la, I think it’s some kind of VIP?” You said shimmying, making the
badge around your neck bounce around on your chest. After you got in the
venue you were escorted to your seats.
You said as you and Stella stood front row. “This is, wild. Front row?”
You looked the stage up and down, it was giant. I mean, MSG itself was
giant. Why on earth would this kid give away front row seats?!!!
gonna get us another drink!” Stella said grabbing her purse and
disappearing into the crowd. You felt a little guilty. You were a total
bitch earlier, and this kid not only gave you his sunglasses but front
row and VIP passes? He was way nicer than he needed to be,, and New
Yorker got the best of you. You signed, oh well, the interaction was
over and you would probably never see him again so it wasn’t something
you could worry about now.
Stella returned with the drinks as the opening act was playing, she brought you two Coronas each. Your favorite.
You said clinking your bottle with hers as the lights went low. Every
girl started screaming which made you and Stella laugh, you LOVED
concerts. Everything about them. You got hype and started screaming as
well, taking a swig of your beer.
everybody!” A voice said making you look up to the stage. Your entire
body froze. Grabbing Stella’s arm you just stood staring at the guy on
stage. “Oh my god” you mouthed.
“What, WHAT!?” She said looking over at you. Your heart was beating 600 miles per hour.
“That’s. Him.” You said not taking your eyes off of him as he began to sing. Stella began to laugh.
karma, Y/N.” She began bopping to the music. You shook your head with a
laugh. What a little bastard, giving me tickets to his own show. Well
stood drinking your beer as the first song ended he looked down right
at you throwing you a wink. You shook your head laughing waiving around
your VIP badge which made him laugh. This guy was somethin’ else.
the show was over Stella had to leave, she had the biggest interview
tomorrow and she needed sleep. She gave her VIP badge to a girl sitting
behind us who thanked her until she was blue in the face.
“You coming, Y/N?” Stella asked.
“Nah. This kid has some explaining to do.” You said laughing waiving her off.
were guided backstage to stand in a line with a bunch of other girls.
You laughed as you were last in line. When it was your turn to get to
the front you just stood wit your arms crossed.
“So…..” You said walking over to him with a grin on your face, “I think you owe me an explanation.”
no no no. I think you owe me an apology! You looked like you were
having fun out there.” He said mocking me crossing his arms back.
okay…It was a lot of fun…” You said throwing your arms up in a
surrender pose, “And yeah, I was being a pretty huge bitch and I WAS
walking with my head turned around but HEY, you were the one walking
with hot coffee not looking. I think you’re the one at fault here.” You
said with a laugh.
“Alright, we will call it a tie.” He said sticking his hand out to me, “Shawn….”
looked down at his hand narrowing your eyes, “Y/N” You said taking his
hand and shaking it. He towered over you by at least a foot and a half,
maybe two feet. He had wavy brown hair, and deep brown eyes. He was
definitely handsome, and you didn’t think that was just the alcohol
“Okay so how about a deal. I ruined your shirt so I take you to coffee?” He asked shoving his hands in his front pockets.
“You think MORE coffee is going to fix this???” You teased.
“Okay okay, bad idea.” He let out a laugh, “Well, how about dinner then?” His eyes quickly scanning you up and down.
You pretended to think about it long and hard tapping your index finger
on your cheek. “Sounds like a pretty good deal to me. Plus I don’t
trust your judgement of good coffee int his city. You were coming out of
a Starbucks, I mean common Mendes….” You teased giving him a little
okay, that’s fair….” He said before someone began calling his name to
come backstage. “Well, I’m only in town for another day so…Tomorrow
night?” He pulled out his phone handing it to me.
suppose that could work.” You said taking his phone putting in your
name and number. “There ya go.” You handed his phone back to him letting
his hand brush yours, making your heart thump out of your chest.
“I gotta go but I’ll text you the details tonight.” He said waiving off the guy who was calling for him. “Alright, see ya Y/N.” He said backing up keeping eye contact.
ya, Shawn.” You said with a wink before he turned around. Wow, that was
awful confident of you Y/N, you thought to yourself. Gotta be that
you got home you threw yourself onto your bed looking up at the
ceiling. 'Wow.’ You thought to yourself, 'You have a date with Shawn
Everyone, good day, I’m Saito Souma.
This time, I’d been given the honor of spreading the news myself!
Just as announced everywhere else, I, Saito Souma, shall be making my solo artist debut under SACRA MUSIC!
The first single is to be released on June 7, 2017, Wednesday!
It’s called “Fiche Story”!
Amazingly, THE Oishi Masayoshi-san had been put in charge of the lyrics, arrangement, and composition!
While there’s a lot I can’t say yet, it’s a quirky pop song, and definitely became something embodying the things I like.
I really want everyone to hear this tune I love very soon!
If you’ll grab hold of a copy, I’d be pleased!
I’ll be in your care!
It’s been a long time preparing for this, so I think I’m really happy to be finally able to convey this to you all!
To be honest, when I first started going on the path of a seiyuu, whenever there’d be talk about me going on stage, I never could imagine how the me singing songs would look like.
I’m a seiyuu until the very end, so I thought I wanted to be someone who just supports the productions I’m in.
However, as I’d challenged various things in my role as seiyuu, I’d gradually begun to think stuff like “I wanna do things like this more,” “What else should I do for the sake of broadening my range?”
If the me from that time would feel something along the lines of “becoming part of [the music industry] is a delusion!” at today’s news, now I’m boldly taking a step forward.
While it’ll take a bit longer before we can say anything more concrete, I have a lot of feelings about promoting things about me singing songs, about performing in front of everyone!
To everyone who’d been supporting me, if this new “Saito Souma” I’m conveying to you pleases you, I think I shall devote myself so that you may want to call on me!
From now on as well, the seiyuu Saito Souma will also be in your care!
Also, accompanying this turn of events, an official webpage and Twitter account had been established!
Either one is managed and updated by the staff team, and aside from this blog, they will convey various news!
Please look upon both of these kindly!
That being said, that’s the news about my debut single’s release!
Please look upon me kindly, and cheer on me continuously!
Well then, until next time!
souma blog tag | my translation index | please do not reproduce this translation anywhere without credit and permission. | the original title was フィッシュストリ. i chose to take it as “fiche”, short for microfiche, where stuff was printed on really tiny-like for easy storage, cuz it fit with the “story” half and sounded like a word Souma would use? …he also could’ve meant “fish”, though. fish story. souma, why | translated 参りたい as “you may want to call on me”, but it could also mean “you would like to fall madly in love with me”…Souma pls stop reading my mind | thanks for reading!
1 YEAR: the longest I’ve EVER managed to maintain a single blog on Tumblr. For 365 days total have I marred this website with this blog’s presence. Along the way, I managed to come across a good few people who actually decided to tolerate said presence.
All jokes aside, I’m terribly grateful for you folks who have stuck around for however long you’ve known me and kept in contact with me. I love writing with every one of you. You’re all seriously the highlight of my average day, and I probably wouldn’t be where I am today without your encouragement and support. It’s been an amazing ride thus far, and I hope it only becomes even more amazing from here on out.
May the Light be with you always, my dearest friends. ❤
The Personal Baker 🍰👩🏾🍳💓 & The Personal Cook 🥘👩🏼🍳🖤
Happy that I finally got to spend time with @desiijackson. I’m so glad that you flew over to NY not only for your publisist but to hang out.☺️ Even thought you weren’t able to make it to my birthday party last week, is okay! cause things happen. We went shopping 🙊 Only places I’ve been too this week has been school (cause of finals week) and my house 🙄😒. I bought some new clothes for spring and for the summer 👗👙👒☀️ and Desi went crazy over at Tiffany & Co. 💎 It was a candy store for her hah her face was priceless😆 Thought I’d showed you guys what we were up too yesterday. How’s everyone so far?🤷🏼♀️ I’m so ready for the weekend😩
I kind of really like following a bunch of blogs that all reblog the same stuff from each other bc it’s…comforting? Like it really feels like a community and you get to see everyone discovering a piece of fan art one at a time and it makes me feel like I’m home
This has been exhausting… I have no strength left. Here’s the Harry tag.
This has got to be the hardest thing I’ve done and me and my babble-y self probably made it even longer than needed. So if you want to know, or if you’re harry styles (cause I wrote something for you at the end), go ahead and click keep reading