There was once a point in his career louis literally thought he didn’t contribute anything to the band because he thought he wasn’t good enough don’t you dare joke about his vocals why would you even do that
326. Much like pokemon cards in muggle schools, chocolate frog cards were temporarily banned in Hogwarts for being the cause of too many fights. The slytherins, however, weren’t going to let a rule change prevent them form completing their collection and became the ring leaders of a thriving black market between the school children.
Which would you choose? Being with your soulmate for 1 year and then they die, or choosing to not meet them at all.
If a prisoner (in jail) wrote a letter to you, Would you write back?
If you could have a twin, Would you?
If you had to give up Your arms or your legs -which would it be?
If a crystal ball could tell you the truth about yourself, your life, the future or anything else, what would you want to know?
If you had to pick 1 or 2 qualities that you have had since you were a child -what would they be.
If you could see your death Would you want to see it?
If you could lose all your memories and start fresh, would you choose to do it? Say the age you start fresh would be at 15 years old.What about at 20?
Would you rather have an unrequited love for 5 years or feel no love for 5 years?
Would you ever give 5 years of your life To extend the life of a grandparent?
Would you rather have a father that is in jail or not know who your father is?
How many more Failures can you take?
If you could pick a country that most represents you, which would it be?
If you could be on a dating reality TV show -would you?
Would you choose to look in mirrors all day, or never look in a mirror again?
What is the first thing you look at when you look at yourself in the mirror?
If you could never again think one thing what would it be?
If you had to be sick for the rest of your life would you choose something that kills you quickly & painfully, or bearably but slowly
If you could redo your first kiss would you: a) choose to do it and b)
-change the person
-change your age
-change the location
-change your/their skill level
Do you think more people like(d) you now or when you were younger?
If you could change your name what would you change it to?
If you could change your name what would you change it to?
Have you ever been attracted to a friend’s parents?
What would you do if your life was stuck on replay, and you continuously relived one day?
What is something you’ve always wanted to do but never done because it doesn’t “fit” with what people expect/are used to from you? (now consider doing it!)
If anything could happen to/through your tumblr site what is the one thing you wish would?
How many times have you wanted to ask someone out but haven’t done it because you *weren’t sure if your feelings were strong enough*?
If you are sick and will die in 1 yr, And you found your soulmate (and they know they are as well). Would you:
A)even tell them you are sick, and B) be with them for the year, or break up with them
What characteristic makes you attractive to the opposite sex/potential partners? (Do one physical and one personality)
If you had to choose between getting married to your soulmate and continuing a super successful career -which would you choose?
Would you rather settle or be alone?
Have you ever questioned Your sexual orientation?
How close and warm is your family? Do you feel your childhood was happier than most other people’s?
What roles do love and affection play in your life?
Would you like to be famous? For what?
Before making a telephone call, do you ever rehearse what you are going to say? Why?
If you were able to live to the age of 90 and retain either the mind or body of a 30-year-old for the last 60 years of your life, which would you want?
Name three things you and your partner appear to have in common.
Would you (do you) ever save 50% of your income?
What do you think you haven’t found in a potential partner yet? Why?
When something bad happens how do you deal with it?
Talk to someone
Think about it alone (ruminate)
Ignore/suppress and distract yourself
Try to fix it immediately
Would you say yes to being in the body of the opposite gender for 1 year?
Have you ever considered “trying out” an eating disorder?
Ask a significant person in the group you are playing this game with, whether they have ever considering breaking up with you (friendship-wise or romantically), when, and why did they not.
What’s the biggest sacrifice You’ve made for the person on your left (or in the room), that they haven’t acknowledged?
Ask your father “How am I most like you, and how does that scare you?”
Are you scared someone in the room will hurt you? Who, and in what way?
If you needed to decide between two people you know, which will die -would you want to decide, or let a stranger decide?
After a long pursuit You realise someone is as keen
What was your family’s attitude towards affection? How has that impacted you?
Do you wish facebook didn’t exist?
Think of the question you would most like answered, by a person or an all-knowing being or device. Which of the following most closely resembles the answer you’d like to hear?
Without a shadow of a doubt
No i didn’t
I will show you everything
Come with me
In the distant future
What do you like most about having a child of your own? You MUST say something
Is there a profession You’ve always wanted to date? (Doctor. Firefighter, military, vet etc)
Among your group of friends are you one who will generally take care of and help everyone (even if you hate it)? Or are you the one who rationally thinks about it and determines whether the person actually needs help?
Would you rather live in a world where you are never alone or where you are always alone
If your life could be a soundtrack Which movie/tv show’s would you choose?
If you could live a movie which would you choose?
Has this election Made you be more interested or less interested in politics? Think carefully.
Ask the person across from you Who do you think I should be with?
-pick anyone -pick anyone from your friends -pick any celebrity
Be honest: the person asking you these questions -If you could have their life -would you want it?
When was the last time you cried? Why?
Would you rather feel too much or feel nothing at all?
Do you feel you are more attached to your friends, than they are to you?
Which of the seven deadly sins Do you deal with the most?
Within the group of people You are answering questions with, what is something you really regret that you’ve done to someone in the group.
What would the title of your autobiography be?
Do you have songs that you avoid because they make you feel too much? Give one example, and one feeling associated with it.
If you could be an Expert in any field, which would you choose?
If you could be an Expert in any field, which would you choose?
Describe your ex Using one emoji
What aspect do you struggle With the most, when making a new friend? (Ex: Vulnerability, time/history together, learning about them, integrating into your life etc).
Do you have a hard time Integrating your friends into different aspects of your life? ( Ex work friends with family, family friends with school friends).
Big spoon or little spoon? Why?
In what situation do you Feel the loneliest?
What is something you Believe your parents dislike about you?
Do you feel That the way you look right now represents who you are/how you feel?
Choose between being able To make people very happy vs. Never hurting them. Which would you choose?
What made you start Your Tumblr blog?
Have you ever wished For a disorder or disability? (Or considered it)
Choose. Between perpetrator and victim.
Do you feel Like you’ve reached your peak?
How much of your time Do you spend thinking about romance?
Have people pointed out Your biggest insecurity, or have you never talked about it with anyone (positively or negatively)?
Alternate to 101:
i. Did you generate your insecurity, or was it something you developed over time based off of other people’s comments
If you were in a group of best friends; Are you the:
While everyone else is asleep in their own, individual rooms- Jooheon is walking the hall which connects all of the rooms to each other.
But we’ll get into that later. First we’ve gotta talk about parallelism, because there is SO MUCH of that in this MV.
To start it off we have Showki who’s rooms are set up to mirror each others. (They sort of link back to Fighter- Shownu was knighted in with swords and Kihyun had to go collect flowers.)
Wonkyun has got the color scheme thing going on with the gold, but they’re also their rooms were full of personal effects (like money and letters).
Hyunghyuk’s rooms oddly tie into time with Minhyuk’s room having pendulums and Hyungwon’s having sand (like the sands of time).
In this MV, the main objective of each person in a room is to go out of that room and join Jooheon in the hallway - so they have to face something or let go of something.
We’ll start simple with the ones that make the most sense from directly looking.
Minhyuk has to face the passing of time.
(Love the fact the time is 5:14 aka MX’s debut date XD)
Hyungwon has to face himself.
Wonho has to write a letter to whoever wrote the letter he took out of that box.
Changkyun has to let go of all the money surrounding him. (which is why his room had a fire place and he had to burn the money).
Now when it comes to Shownu and Kihyun it’s a bit more complex. I’m not too sure about it but- it seems that Kihyun has to make the sword which Jooheon used in the Fighter MV for Shownu and Shownu has the make the flowers which Kihyun used.
Jooheon is the one that hands people the things they need to fulfill their task. For some reason we don’t see Shownu get the potion bottle or Changkyun get the match but I guess Jooheon delivered it.
Because Jooheon hands Kihyun the hammer-
Wonho the ink and pen- (it’s implied cause it’s the same tray)
Minhyuk the watch-
-and Hyungwon the mirror. (again implied cause same tray)
In the end, all of them pass and manage to join Jooheon in the hallway.
Not sure how this fits the overarching plot but it’s the most cohesive of the 3 MVs. Sorry for the haphazard overview XD I tried getting this out as fast as I could.
Oh yeah and Hyungwon’s room was full of reflective surfaces (I wasn’t sure where to put this.)
Can another platonic mark x Tyler x Ethan x reader where the reader is very sensitive to noise and gets stuck in the middle of a large group of fans screaming for mark. And Tyler gets super protective trying to get her out of the situation. Sorry if I didn’t explain that well.
Warnings: You can bet your ass there is fluff and swearing sewn together with a mass amount of bullshit
“Wow, today is really nice!” (Y/n) called heartily.
A group of six were making their way into a large park like area. Several clouds roamed idly against a blue background. The mass amounts of fluff blocked some rays of the sun, making the air perfectly warm and peacefully shady.
“Yeah! You really picked this one well, Mark.” Ethan commented.
Mark took a second to grin at him, triumph backing his gesture “I know, I’m just that great.”
Amy and (Y/n) laughed together after the youtuber had spoken. The blonde girl said “Pretty good for not checking the weather report.”
Mark had his cheeks puffed in response, allowing his smile to falter as he pouted childishly. The six continued to walk, swimming in a chorus of laughs.
“We are pretty late.” Tyler offered “There is most likely going to be a lot of people waiting…”
“Well sorry! I had to floof my hair!” Mark defended.
“For power.” (Y/n) added.
Sooner or later, they all crossed the large green field; drawing near to the park portion. Kathryn had said that they were planned to meet up at one of the large spruce trees in the area. Getting to the tree wasn’t very hard, though from just a little bit away, they were finally seeing how many people were really there.
As they approached, a few began to see the youtubers and started cheering. A chain reaction caused most everyone else to scream as well.
A lot of the cheers were dedicated toward their ring leader Mark. Not very loud, until they were standing amongst the fans themselves. Mark was smiling gaily as he raised his arms, erupting more screams from the audience.
(Y/n) was shocked to hear how loud it was just standing in the center. She bowed her head in retreat, tucking in her shoulders.
Tyler was able to peer over and view her distressed image, not liking what he was seeing.
Ethan allowed himself to see her as well, and he wasn’t anymore happy about it. The blue haired boy went to tell Mark to have them quiet down. He found himself having trouble reaching him effectively; his small figure trapped within a sea of people. Mark seemed to enjoy suddenly playing conductor, using his hands to direct controlled screams.
Tyler wasn’t going to waste time on yelling at Mark, instead he took a chance on moving directly toward the female youtuber.
“Hey, (Y/n)!” he called. It was challenging to get his voice above everyone else’s.
The girl chanced a look at Tyler, eyes reflecting discomfort.
The tall brunette hastily moved people out of his path, being careful in pushing them aside. Once he was able to eventually get to the girl, he asked her gently if she was alright.
“I mean, I just can’t handle the noise…” she said, ducking her head a little lower.
To him, the screams didn’t seem to be awful, but that’s because he was literally above them. Then he got an idea.
In a soft, quick motion, Tyler scooped up (Y/n) as you would pick up a child and placed her on his shoulders. She was now out of the crowd and above all the noise, giving her a dull noiseless bubble. (Y/n) smiled greatly, holding onto Tyler’s shoulders as she strung her head back up.
What they were doing seemed to catch the attention of everyone else because the cheering slowed. Instead the air was pierced by giggling and laughs from both the audience and (Y/n).
“Whaaat are you two doing?” Mark pondered, striking a pose with his hands on his hips.
“You were being too loud, you asshole.” Tyler grinned.
Both Ethan and (Y/n) snickered again when Mark’s face came to a sorry realisation.
“Oh, shoot, I’m really sorry (Y/n).” he admitted sheepishly, giving her a lopsided smile. The fans surrounding him apologized as well, and offered hushed cheers.
“You can’t apologize for being a diva, Markimoo.” (Y/n) beamed, allowing herself to sway lightly atop of Tyler.
“I guess I can’t.” everyone ended up laughing along with the dark haired youtuber, a joyous atmosphere returning.
First time drawing him too; here are the three versions: - Jerome Valeska: Arkham Asylum Inmate and Leader of the Maniax - Jerome, Reborn: Resurrected and the Ringleader of his cults night of psychotic fun. His face being removed and then reattached marks the beginning of his journey to officially become the Clown Prince of Crime - Joker Jerome: THE JOKER!!! I just couldn’t resist! I just really wanted to see what I could come up with with the color, face paint, and clothing!
No hate towards Danneel - this is fiction. I love those two dorks together but for the sake of this, let’s pretend she is happy with someone else.
LATER EDIT: THIS TURNED INTO A SERIES SO MASTERLIST
The sunlight that hit your face felt like a million daggers and your head ached as if it had been trampled on by a wild herd of elephants last night. You groaned in discomfort pulling the cover over your face, trying to hide from the sun and the day.
Then the memories came rushing over you. Memories you wished you could hide from as easily as the sun. Memories of every inappropriate thought you had ever had about Jensen spilling out of your mouth. Memories of him overhearing it and carrying you to bed.
“Fuck!” you mumbled, “I’m never drinking again.” What you really meant was that you were never leaving the room again. At least not until Misha, Jensen and everyone that might have heard you were back in Canada, which was about a month away.
The bustling sound of taxi cars speeding by and truck horns
rang through your ears as you exited your townhouse. The foggy morning sky was
quite the typical sight to see as you prodded down the concrete steps and onto
the busy sidewalk. People were racing past, panicking to call a taxi within the
crowded street as it was 8 a.m. crunch time – meaning kids had to be in school
and adults had to be at work.
Fastening the last button on your peacoat, you kept yourself
warm and your purse near as you made your way down the street, starting on the
familiar path that you took every morning. “Excuse me,” you muttered as you
would make your way through hundreds of other civilians, walking down the steps
and navigating your way through the underground subway station.
You were quick to find your station number, having the
digits 309 engraved in your mind after countless rides. As soon as the door
opened, you made your way inside the car – quickly finding a seat and plopping
down as other passengers soon began to file in.
People squashed in like sardines, packing into the cart as
much as possible just as the doors closed shut and the driver announced for
takeoff. Among those, multiple voices were heard. With some sounding not much
friendlier than others as you caught a few high school girls pushing another
girl into the corner, calling her obscene names and demanding that she get off “their” train.
It was obvious that the poor girl was being bullied – however,
despite the ruckus their torment was causing, none of the other passengers said
a word. You snapped your head around, shocked that people stayed on their
phones and pretended like they were completely oblivious to what was going on
in front of them.
A girl was being bullied right there and yet, no one did a
thing to stop it.
The idea itself made you sick, not knowing how a society
could be so cruel as to not even lend a hand when help was needed.
So you abruptly stood up and out of your seat, eyeing the
group of girls as you stalked towards them.
“You should’ve just walked to school, seems like you could
use the exercise.” You heard one of the bullies remark with a laugh while pointing
at the poor girl in humiliation as the others began to follow suit and laugh. You
quickly noticed this particular loud girl was like the ring leader, continuing
to crack cruel insults and initiating trouble while the other three high
schoolers giggled like hyenas beside her.
“Why aren’t you saying anything?” The leader further demanded,
instigating the situation even more as she circled the poor girl like a
But as the helpless girl stayed completely silent, it only
pissed off the bully even more. “You scared? Say something!” She yelled,
launching forward and raising a fist at the victim before you came from behind
and caught it in mid-air.
“What the hell,” the bully snapped before squealing in pain
as you held her arm in a lock position. “What are you doing – let go of me
“Now you weren’t about to hit my friend here – were you?”
“It’s none of your business lady, now let me go!” She
demanded before she swung her other fist at you.
With a bored sigh, you twisted her arm in a downward
position, holding it in a way that made her yelp out and fall to her knees in pain.
Her friends stayed put, not bothering to get involved as you had made their
leader fall within seconds. “Apologize,” you scolded the girls.
“Fuck no,” the leader hissed before you twisted her arm once
more. “Ow!!” She yelled before looking up to you, “Alright, fine. I’m sorry.”
“Not to me,” you interjected. “To her.”
She watched as your eyes diverted to the girl in the corner,
“…I’m sorry.” The leader muttered, looking embarrassed as she kept her head down.
“Good,” you approved
just as the train came to a stop. “Now get out of here.”
Without another word, the bully and her friends obeyed your
order – each exiting out of the subway but not without giving you dirty glares first,
making sure you saw the anger on their faces before leaving.
As soon as the doors closed, you turned back to the victim,
looking at her as she awkwardly stood in the corner. “You can have my seat,”
you gestured, nodding in the direction of your now empty leather chair.
The girl merely nodded her head in return, almost as if
nonverbally expressing her gratitude as she shot you a small smile and sat
“That was really cool of you,” a guy mumbled as you joined
him in waiting near the door. As soon as your stop came into sight, you glanced
back to him.
“It’s my job.” You answered with a grin before stepping off
And indeed it was as you were an attorney – dedicating your
life to defend those in need.
It was a risky job to say the least, being a part of such a
prestigious firm – if you made one wrong move your head was on the chopping
block. It’s a fast paced, highly intense type of work but you wouldn’t want it
any other way.
But of course with power comes competition and amongst yours
and the other firms in the city there were the best lawyers and attorneys
otherwise known as the elites. However, despite the prestigious title, in this tight
circle of people there were secrets and scandals everywhere you turned. Someone
was always turning their back on someone and needless to say it was hard to
trust the people amongst yourself.
But lucky for you, you found solace in someone.
A loud ding of the bell signaled your arrival as you entered
through the narrow door. You were instantly greeted by the pleasant smell of comfort
food as you wandered in, seeing the familiar sight of a jukebox and red and
white checkered walls.
The classic tunes of Elvis boomed through the diner as you
found an empty seat at the bar before being greeted by a smiling face. “Morning
Y/N, you having the usual?” Your friend BamBam asked as he rolled up from the other
side of the bar.
“Of course,” you grinned while removing your coat and
leaving it to hang on the back of your stool. “Hey Youngjae! Y/N is here. Fix
her up the usual,” BamBam shouted towards the back kitchen before tending to
the other tables as the morning crowd kept the server quite busy.
“Got it,” Youngjae casually announced, grabbing some
ingredients before noticing you in the front. “Hey Youngjae,” you greeted with
a friendly wave as you watched him through the small open window of the kitchen
“Y/N!” He called with a warm smile, “Been a while since
we’ve seen you.”
“Oh I know, it’s been what? A whole 12 hours?” You admitted
and he laughed while finishing the final touches on your food.
It was a traditional favorite you had been eating since you
were a child – homemade buttermilk waffles cooked golden to perfection. With
every comforting bite you took, you felt like you were back home at your
grandmother’s house - waking up every morning with a plate full of waffles just
begging to be topped with maple syrup.
“So what have you been up to? Anything exciting this week?”
BamBam asked, sliding across the freshly mopped floor with his leather shoes.
“Nothing lately, cases have been pretty slow.” You casually answered while
Youngjae came out of the kitchen and set your plate down.
Your eyes lit up at the sight of your food, looking more
appetizing than ever while paired with a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.
“Thanks,” you grinned at the cook before he leaned over the counter beside
BamBam. “Ah, you never let me down. These are delicious, Youngjae.” You
complimented after swallowing a piece of waffle.
“Only the best for the greatest attorney in the city,”
Youngjae added, pretending to bow down to you before BamBam teasingly pushed
him. “Oh stop it, you’re going to make my head swell up.” You laughed before
the bell chime rung again.
You kept your attention on your breakfast, not bothering to
look up as BamBam greeted the newcomer. “Welcome,” he routinely greeted. “What
can I get you?”
“Just a coffee, please.” The newcomer’s voice responded.
From the deep tone you could tell it was a man nearby as you could feel a
newfound presence to your left at the bar. While taking another bite of your
waffle, you heard BamBam towards the back bustling around and pouring a fresh
cup. “Cream or sugar?” The server asked before you finally decided to look up
at your surroundings.
And just as you did you laid eyes on the newcomer beside
He was tall and handsome – donning a head full of dark hair
and a classic suit. He looked like an established young business man of some
sort. His features were broad and sharp, giving him a captivating look like no
other as he casually stood there against the bar. He was an eye catcher, far
too good to look away from before you suddenly caught his eye.
And it was at that moment he had to take a double look –
eyes now off the phone and attention purely on you before BamBam asked, “Cream
or sugar?” once more.
“Black,” the man simply repeated while still keeping eye
contact with you. He seemed in a daze as you slowly looked away, causing him to
crack a smile before his coffee arrived. The man took a few sips of his drink
before his phone began to ring again, causing him to inwardly huff a little
before answering the device.
“Hello?” He answered into the speaker as you rummaged
through your bag to fetch your credit card – needing to quickly pay before you
were late for work. However, the man’s conversation was soon tuned out as you
started to panic, internally freaking out as you opened your wallet and your
credit card was missing.
“Shit,” you inwardly cursed before rummaging through the
tote once more. “What’s wrong?” Youngjae asked, looking over at you with a
raised brow. “Umm…I can’t seem to find my card,” you admitted as soon as you
remembered you left it at home.
Your words had garnered the handsome man’s attention nearby,
causing him to look at you once more as both BamBam and Youngjae both told you
not to worry about it this time.
“Here,” the man announced, stepping forward and coolly
taking out a platinum card out of his pocket. “It’s on me,” he added – shooting
you a quick smile in return. BamBam nearly gasped at the gesture, grinning
between the two of you before nodding and taking the man’s credit card before
he returned to his conversation on the phone.
Not wanting to interrupt his conversation, you mouthed the
words thank you to the kind stranger,
making sure he saw you before you bid your two friends goodbye and headed
towards the door. BamBam shot you a disapproving scowl from behind, sneakily
nodding his head towards the stranger as if telling you to stay and talk to
You shook your head, almost laughing aloud until you
continued towards the exit.
The cool air hit your skin as you found yourself outside,
casually running a hand through your hair before you were suddenly called from
behind. “Hey!” A voice called, making you turn around and face the kind
stranger from before. He was no longer on the phone but instead walking towards
Raising your brows, you stayed put, curiously looking until
he stood in front of you. “…Hi,” you greeted - wondering why he was looking for
you in the first place. “You forgot this,” he soon declared before handing you
Your eyes widened, mentally scolding yourself for forgetting
it in the first place. “Ah, today is just not my day,” you humbly mumbled. “Thanks.”
“Anytime,” he replied, holding back a grin from within as he
looked down at you.
“And listen – about the food, I’ll pay you back
“No need,” the man interjected. “Don’t worry about it.”
You blinked a few times, completely surprised by such a nice
deed. “Well thank you…again.” You added with a small smile before noticing he
was still eyeing at you. His gaze was intimidating at first but you noticed
there was a sense of warmth within the way he looked at you. It was charming in
a way, almost drawing you in as he held this sort of alluring presence about
You felt your cheeks heat up before tucking a chunk of hair
behind your ear – quickly snapping yourself out of this trance. “Uh…well I- I’m
going to be late for work so I have to get going…” you awkwardly announced. “Nice
meeting you.” You added before turning to leave once more.
“Wait-” The man called, making you turn around as you were
now a few feet away from him.
“Yes?” You answered.
“I never got your name,” he confessed, staying where he was
as he held his coffee in one hand.
“Y/N,” you casually stated.
“Y/N,” he repeated in an appealing tone. “I like it…I’m
Jaebum by the way.”
Jaebum. The name
had a familiar ring to it as it sounded much more common to you than you
realized. Where have I heard that name
before? You mentally asked yourself – trying to uncover the mystery.
However, you couldn’t put a finger to it as he didn’t look the least bit
“Well Y/N…I hope
to see you again soon,” Jaebum admitted. “Maybe you can let me take you out
“Ahh that’s nice, but I’m not too sure my fiancée would like
that.” You teased before throwing up your hand and showing off your engagement
Jaebum looked intrigued by the large diamond, raising his
dark brows as his lips twisted into a smirk. “Fiancée you say?” He questioned
before taking a sip of his coffee. “Lucky
“Indeed he is,” you answered, causing Jaebum to chuckle in
response. “Well I’ll see you around then Y/N.” He concluded. “Have a good rest
of your day.”
“You too,” you replied before continuing on your way to your
office. It was a block down from the diner but with crowded sidewalks and busy
streets, you still ended up being late to work.
“You’re late,” you immediately heard as you raced down the
hall towards your office – making you halt and turn towards the room you had
passed. You were now faced with a demeaning glare, looking at you up and down
as you entered the office.
“Sorry, I had a weird morning,” you admitted – closing the
door behind you and leaving you two alone in the room. Your heart fluttered as
you eyed the man in front of you, admiring how sexy he looked in the new suit
you bought him.
“That’s not a good excuse,” he commented, cocking a brow at
you as he leaned back in his large leather chair.
You smirked before setting down your tote and making your
way towards the handsome man. “Maybe you can let me off the hook just this one
time,” you suggested while coming inches closer to him and sitting at the edge
of his desk.
“Hmm… I don’t know,” he playfully hummed, eyeing your legs
in front of him.
You bit your lip as he slid his hands over them, caressing
the smooth surface of your thighs as you spoke once more. “But Jackson, I
promise I’ll be good next time.”
“I don’t think so,” he teased, looking up to you with those
charming eyes you loved so much.
“I will.” You assured and a ‘tsk’ left his mouth. “How will
you convince me otherwise?” Jackson asked.
“Hmm I have my ways,” you giggled before leaning down to
your fiancée and grabbing him by his tie as you whispered, “Just wait till we get home.”
He showed his pearly whites as he cracked a mischievous
grin, completely satisfied by your choice of words. “I look forward to it.” He
purred before moving in and capturing your lips in a hot kiss. You held him
close as your lips collided, quickly beginning to turn into something more if
Jackson didn’t stop you when he did.
“I had one of the secretaries put a new case on your desk, it
was supposed to be mine but I think it might put you out of your boredom.” He
announced with a short laugh before you gave him one last peck and straightened
out your pencil skirt. “Thanks babe,” you blew a kiss, earning a wink from him
in return. “You’re welcome…now get to work,” Jackson ordered before you smiled
and exited out of his office.
You plopped down in your seat as soon as you saw the
familiar manila folders stacked onto your desk. “Let’s see what we got here,”
you whispered to yourself as you opened each one, getting excited just like
opening presents on your birthday.
And just as you did, you found the case you had been
assigned. It was new and a high profile murder case awaiting trial soon.
But this was no ordinary murder case – no. It was one much
different compared to anything you’ve ever tackled before as there, written in
plain black letters was the name of the infamous Park Jinyoung.
- The “always in my heart” tweet
- the “even as young as you” are interview
- how when they were asked what were their favorite rides at universal Harry looked at Louis and was like you were mine
- “Louis tomlinson was my first real crush”
- how their tattoos literally look sick af when they stand next to each other
- they actually fucking have their first words tattooed on each other with the other’s hand writing
- when Harry came back without any pants and you could literally see Louis’ jaw drop
- “what were you doing yesterday” “trying to walk”
- “my bum hurts and i don’t have the faintest idea why”
- “salt and vinegar”
- basically i can’t believe Louisandharry are actual real things
We’re shown 3 times on a clock (once when we look at our watch, once before we go to sleep, and once when we wake up). These might just be so we have an idea of the timeline as well as an alibi, but I decided to see if the times on the clocks (6:55, 1:30, and 8:30) could possibly lead to something when connected to that time stamp in the actual video.
6:55- This is the time when we look at our watch before entering the party. In the video, this time stamp is when the camera is focused solely on Damien (The Mayor). He just found out about the murder and leaves the room.
1:30- This is the time on the clock right before we fall asleep. In the video, this time stamp is when the camera is, once again, focused on Damien. We just came into the party, and we’re talking to him.
8:30- This is the time on the clock when we wake up. In the video, this time stamp is when we see the Colonel right after his argument with Damien.
At first I thought the last time was 8:00, which also landed on Damien, but 8:30 switches things up a bit.
I really like the theories that the Colonel is Warfstasch (the way he talks, the gun, the mustach, etc.) and Damien is Dark (dresses nice, appealing but not completely trustworthy, in control, there is something “dark” about some of his comments, and the way he argues with the Colonel, etc.) so could these times be pointing to these two as the ring leaders? Or are they just times, and I’m reading too much into it? Just some stuff to think about.