should i say i love this band

transcript of all the texts peter sent to happy

…Anyways, I’m out of school at 3 today
Need my assistance?
What is Tony up to?
Tell him I say hi!
😎
Hey Happy!
Just checking in again.
Really miss our missions, hoping to do one again soon!
You think you’ll need me today?
Out of school at 2:45
PM
Ready when you are!
Hey Happy
Just updating you on the latest!
Helped clear the road for an ambulance
Stopped a guy trying to mug an old man
Just being me, cleaning up Queens!
School is so boring
Wish I could be doing more
Just let me know!
This is your number, right?
Happy?
Press 1 if yes, 2 if no
How’s Black Widow?
or should I say, “Natasha”
Big News! Quit Band Practice
Now I have more time for crime-fighting
Pretty big sacrifice
but I am completely committed
Hey Happy just checking in. I’m out of school at 2:45 PM 👊
Ready for my next mission!
It’s Peter BTW.
Parker

8

These songs are made up of words I didn’t say when the moment was right in front of me. These songs are open letters. Each is written with a specific person in mind, telling them what I meant to tell them in person. To the beautiful boy whose heart I broke in December. To my first love who I never thought would be my first heartbreak. To my band. To a mean man I used to be afraid of. To someone who made my world dark for a while. To a girl who stole something of mine. To someone I forgive for what he said in front of the whole world.There is a time for silence. There is a time waiting your turn. But if you know how you feel, and you clearly know what you need to say, you’ll know it.

I don’t think you should wait, I think you should speak now 

anonymous asked:

Drarry thought, wonder how draco would react to harry breaking up with him like he did to ginny in at the end of 6th year. I can't decide between draco out right refusing harrys break up, or something funny like him saying ok to humor him, but than some how banding together with hermione to come on the camping trip of hell in secret. Slytherin are sneaky little shits. I should know i am one

I know I’ve read more than one fic that has this sort of scenario playing out.

And my personal favorite is that Draco would refuse solely because I love that he would always reuse to take any shit from Harry and that they would call each other on their bullshit. So I like to imagine Draco saying something like

“Oh for Merlins sake you’re not breaking up with that is ridiculous as the idea you had last week about me sitting at the Gryffindor table.”

“But-”

“No.”

“But Draco I could get hurt, I might not come back. I don’t want you waiting for something I might not be able to give you and I don’t want someone trying to hurt you because we’re together.”

“Are you quite finished, Harry?”

And Harry nods, a bit confused at how the conversation is going.

“Ok good. First off you’re not breaking up with me so stop spouting nonsense. Secondly stop having an emotional crisis it doesn’t become you, thirdly”

“But Draco-”

“Oh for fucks sake, Harry, shut up! You’re not breaking up with me and I’m not scared so please pass me my Potions book and stop talking.”

Office Drama

Series: Mr. Holland

Relationship: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: Swearing cause when don’t I ever swear..

Word Count: 1,900+

A/N: Mr. Holland will be updated Tuesday, Thursday, & Saturdays for now. I do attend college so if I don’t update on time, know I’m probably studying or working on HWxx


Originally posted by iamlouistomlinson

Yes Louis Tomlinson is your Roomie ^

Let’s get started xx


[Reader’s POV]


   Taking a sip of your tea you rest the mug back down. Your fingers clicked against the keyboard as you typed a new document. It needed to be done by this evening and you knew you could finish it. After what happened at the hospital you were in higher spirits. Seeing Jaelynn smile like that warmed your soul.


   Tom being the cause of her smile made you admire him even more. You don’t know what Marie was talking about he truly has a good side to him. The way he acted around kids was so natural. Moving your mouse to the plus adding another tab you click the search bar. Typing in ‘Tom Holland visiting Hospital kids’ and hitting enter after.


   The screen loads showing tons of videos on Youtube. Scrolling through you click on one of them. Looking at Tom then vs now he looks practically the same. Wondering if he sold his soul to the Devil to look young. He’s handsome without even trying who are you kidding?


   Apparently wherever he filmed he would stop by a hospital to see the kids. The videos you watched made your heart melt. When he pulled off his mask in front of a teenage girl her reaction was priceless.


“Woah you’re really cute!”


   Smiling at the video admiring how much Tom gave back as a celebrity. Still giving back now with The Holy Trinity Foundation. A loud ding fills the air making you snap back to reality. Searching your desk you locate your phone picking it up. Looking at the text you quickly open it and respond.


Lou Boo:

Bitch this place is fancy…


Lou Boo:

What’s your office number?


You:

Just come to the second to last floor, Mr. Holland’s home from home penthouse is on the top floor. Ask the woman at the desk and she’ll point to his office cause I’m literally right next to his office.


Lou Boo:

See you soon love xx Can’t wait to hear about your first day so far xx


   Setting your phone down to the side you get back to work. The office phone rings loudly making you pick it up immediately. Raising it to your ear there was a brief silence. Doing your answering the phone line they finally answer.


“Hey this is Jacob Batalon, is Tom in his office?”


“Yes sir, he’s currently working on signing some papers I can patch you through” you say pressing the number one button on the option sending it to Tom. Resting the phone back down you look  back at your computer screen.


   Looking over at time in the corner of the screen you’re wondering where Louis is. Rolling your eyes because he probably got lost. Typing for another five minutes you stop when you hear a knock on your door. Getting up from your chair you walk over opening the door.


“I’m here, you have so many attractive people in this office.. I had a chat and took some pictures with people, sorry love” he gives you a kiss on the cheek before heading inside your office. Turning around you close the door eyeing the bag he was holding. You were starving and needed food before your stomach roared like the kraken.


   Louis sets the bag on the ground taking a seat across from you. Taking out boxes he sets yours down in front of you and his where he’s sitting. Placing a pair of chopsticks on your box he does the same with his. Pulling out two tea bottles he hands yours over. Opening it up the smell of green tea relaxes you.


“Soooo, what’s it like working for the legend himself?” Louis asks opening up his box of sushi. Breaking the chopsticks so they split you place them in your hands.


“Actually quite lovely to be honest.. he took time out of his morning today to surprise Jaelynn in  the hospital” picking up a roll you lightly dip it into the sauce.


“He actually went to see her? that’s amazing, she loves Spider-Man”


“I know she does.. she’s jealous that I moved in with you years ago cause you have all the cool superhero stuff littered around” you were lucky that you became friends with Louis ages ago. Jaelynn loves hanging out with his son. Right now his son is currently with his mum for the week and Louis’s been sad.


“I bet she would love a visit from you, maybe read her a comic like you used to?” his face perking up at your suggestion.


“We have to talk about this though, is he just as good looking in person? Any man would be look envy with him.. he looks so young for his age.. I look like age punched me ten years into the future” he acts dramatically putting his hand to his head leaning back.


“Louis shut up you idiot” you let out a loud laugh at how he’s acting. Sometimes you wonder if he’s just still a child.


   The door next to you opens making your pause your movements. Setting the sushi back down you turn to see Mr. Holland in the doorway. His eyes looking between you and Louis. You nervously look over at Louis who had a prominent smile on his face. The silence was killing you.


“I didn’t know you were having a -“


“boyfriend, hey I’m Louis Tomlinson.. probably heard of me, I was in a famous boy band called One Direction”


“Louis sto-“


“It ended so clearly I haven’t heard of you, well you and your boyfriend have a lovely time” he turns around closing the door a little harder than normal.


“Fuck you Tomlinson, why the hell did you say that?!” you point your chopsticks over at him almost wanting to stab him with them.


“You should have seen the look he gave me… he’s into you babe” his laughter filling the air making your cheeks turn pink.


“Now he’s going to th-“


“He’s rude saying that to me, I’m Louis Tomlinson.. bitch” he huffs out running his fingers through his hair pouting before putting a piece of sushi in his mouth.


“You’re such a handful.. I don’t know how I put up with you”


“You do because I’m your best friend and cause I got you that Coach bag sitting right there” he points over to your bag hanging behind you.


“Bite me”


“He wouldn’t like that now would he?” a smirk not leaving his lips.

“God Dammit”


-


“Mr. Holland I finished the papers you wanted me to finish” setting the papers down he looks up at you. The tension growing in the air making you gulp nervously.


“Is he really your boyfriend?” he asks setting the papers aside in a tray. You step back nervously as he stands up.


“No he isn’t Mr. Holl-“


“It’s Tom, please call me Tom” his brown eyes looking a shade darker. Your heart beat was raising erratically.


“Louis isn’t my boyfriend we just live together” your chest tightening because that sounds just as bad.


“You live with him?”


“I couldn’t afford a place of my own and Louis is a family friend and has been letting me live with him..”


“So you need a place of your own then?” Tom stands in front of you then leans slightly against the desk. His arms were crossed over his chest and you couldn’t help but see how the shirt clung to his biceps.


“I’m fine Tom, I’m saving up now thanks to you helping out with Jaelynn..”


“Stay at my penthouse upstairs” your eyes widening His penthouse? Why would he offer for you to stay there? Maybe he doesn’t like you like living with Louis.


“I couldn’t possibly stay there Mr. Holland..”


“You will stay there.. plus being here you’re closer to the hospital… I can order a moving service to move your stuff in the guest room there”


“But don’t you live there too?” You ask looking at him as his lip swipes across his lower lip quickly. 


“I do but only when I have late nights so it will be all yours, now I’m not going to say no because you have these files now to do and you’ll be here over night” He unfolds his arms reaching for a file. Sticking out his hand he hands you the thick file. 


“Y-yes sir..” your eyes wide from the thickness of the file, holy fuck this was a lot of paper work.


“Come get me when you’re finished and I’ll show you around the penthouse” turning around he returns to his chair going straight onto his computer. His eyes focused as he started typing quickly.   



     Walking into your office you stressfully plop the file down onto your desk. Leaving you go and make some coffee for the long night ahead. Once you’re back you set up a playlist to listen to while you work. Your fingers typed as quickly as they could transferring the files manually into the system. Typing side notes on what could have been improved or what things were lacking in the company. 



    Hours went by as you tried keeping your eyes open. Minutes felt like ages as they ticked by slowly. Every time you blinked your eyes hurt even more. You were three cups of coffee in and your hands felt jittery. Backspacing on the error you just made you finish the last paper you had to do.


     Turning your computer off you stretch your arms over your head. A button coming undone form your top exposing more of your chest. Not giving a single fuck at this point you pick up the file of completed work. Standing up you feel the blood rush to your legs and let out a sigh of relief after sitting for so long. Picking up your phone you see a spam of messages from Louis. 


    Locking your phone so the screen turns black you stick it in your purse. Once you have your purse on, you then head to the door opening it. Stepping through you see Mr. Holland tapping his pencil against his chin. He turns his head to look at you with a surprised look on his face. Sticking out the file you let out a little yawn.


“Alright love, lets get you upstairs.. you look like you might pass out from exhaustion” he takes the files from you setting them down. Walking next to you he places his hand on the small of your back. 


    The two of you lock your office doors before heading down the hallway. Once down the hallway you turn the corner towards the elevator. Associates looking at the two of you with raised brows. Mr. Holland looks over at them making their heads turn away from you two. The elevator dings opening the doors signaling to walk in. 


   The ride up the next floor was dead silent. A buzzing sound goes off making the elevator stop. Mr. Holland reaches into his pocket pulling out a key. He sticks the key into the hole that was next to the buttons and turns the key. 


 The elevator doors open revealing a gorgeous foyer. Your eyes taking in the beautiful surroundings. The glass windows surrounding showed the city lights that immediately caught your attention.


    Stepping into the living you turn around in a slow circle gazing at everything. Looking back at Tom to see him smiling at you. Blushing from how stupid you must have looked. You’ve never been in a home that looked so extravagant. He walks over taking your hand giving it a small tug.


“C’mon I’ll show you the bedroom…”


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The Ryden Song Encyclopedia

“by @edgyemoepiphany (me) 

I’ve seen many Ryden lists floating around in the abyss of Tumblr, but now I’m creating an ultimate list with not only Panic! songs but Young Veins and solo work as well. This includes all popular fan theory, intrepretaions, & some of my theories as well. This will be mostly in order of release (or tracks on an album). Here we go! ☟  

This Green Gentleman (Things Have Changed) (written by Ryan) 

see under Northern Downpour for Seattle Theory 

  • later Brendon sings “I never said I’d leave this city, I never said I’d leave Seattle” 

I Have Friends in Holy Spaces (written by Brendon)

  • “You remind me of a former love that I once knew… We were holding hands walking through the middle of the street It’s fine with me, I’m just taking in the scenery“ 
  • “You remind me of a few of my famous friends
    Well, that all depends what you qualify as friends“ more than friends? 
  • “I’m just saying that I like it a lot
    More than you think, if the sun would come out and sing with me” sun/moon theory 

Northern Downpour (written by Ryan) 

  • ahh yes … the most popular Holy Grail of Ryden lore (unless you fancy Myrtle Beach more)  
  • XXX 
  • the birth of the Seattle Theory ☟
  • Ryan was in New York at his 21st birthday party. Brendon was in Seattle. Ryan supposedly (aka definitely) took the red-eye flight from NY to Seattle to be with Brendon. A fan took a picture with them in Seattle. Ryan was still wearing the same clothes! The fan stated that the pair went out together. 
  • Northern Downpour was written about this ☝ experience according to Ryden fans.   
  • “I missed your skin when you were east.” 
  • Ryan has also said that he always wanted to settle down in Seattle. 
  • also see This Green Gentleman for rest of Seattle Theory 
  • XXX  
  • Ryan once told Brendon to “pay special attention to the line”: “I know the World’s a broken bone, but melt you headaches call it home.” Later after the band split Brendon breaks down singing this line. 
  • Beebo cries during this song so much tbh. 
  • Brendon no longer performs it.  
  • “Hey moon, please forget to fall down” This line is believed to be sun/moon theory, but I personally think they mean they never want the night to end. 

When The Day Met The Night (written by Ryan) 

  • sun/moon theory 
  • 2nd verse male pronouns? 

Mad as Rabbits (written by Ryan) 

  • considered the Panic! LGBTQ+ anthem (along with G/G/B) 
  • “Reinvent Love” - originally a line from Arthur Rimbaud who was openly gay. He wrote, “I don’t like women. I like men. We must reinvent love.” Some believe this idea of love became the concept of Pretty Odd. 
  • In the final seconds of the final album with Panic! At The Disco as complete band together, Brendon and Ryan together harmonize on this defining line: Reinvent Love. 
  • Ryan often wore the reinvent love slogan. Except there is a photograph of him wearing Brendon ♥ on a headband. 

Take A Vacation! (written by Ryan - The Young Veins)  

  • sad because Ryan originally wrote this song among others to be on the next Panic! album after Pretty Odd 

Cape Town (written by Ryan - The Young Veins) 

  • The band performed its last show together here. 
  • This is where Ryden fans say Ryden broke up. 
  • When asked what happened in Cape Town, Zack responded: almost exactly the lyrics. 
  • “I loved you, I left you in Cape Town” 
  • “Woke me in the morning, asked me if I meant it, I didn’t” This is Ryan’s POV. In The Calendar by Brendon (a song that Brendon confirmed was about the breakup), he says “And I meant everything I said that night. I will come back to life but only for you.” 
  • Ryan said the split was like breaking up with a girlfriend. 

The Other Girl (written by Ryan - The Young Veins) 

  • “Don’t have much to say right now, Cause I’m trying to figure out, Why he’s with the other girl” 

Lie To The Truth (written by Ryan - The Young Veins) 

  • “When I started out writing you this song I was heels over head in love” Ryan started writing TAV while Panic! was still together. 
  • “But you had your doubts cause it took to long to finally see what I what I’d been doin wrong” 
  • “I tried to love you but You still loved him so I’ll ignore my heart and lie to the truth I’ll lie to the truth” 
  • “A love of mine once said ‘The best part about you was me’“ Brendon would say that.  
  • Here it is ladies & gentlemen & non identifying beautiful peoples: “I know I broke your heart. Mine is broken, too. Now if we’re even, then why are we both blue?” This completely sums up their breakup. And the icing on the cake? Here’s Brendon’s direct response from “Hallelujah”: “Being blue is better than being over it.” Cue explosions… and tears.   
  • Last lines of the song: “We tried to be true, but you still loved him, so I’ll keep my distance, And lie to the truth, I lie to the truth, I lie to the truth, Cause you lied to it too”
  • The truth that they were in love? Did they lie to it? 

And here we arrive to the V & V pit, where we can see how hard it is for Beebo to be subtle. P.S. It’s impossible. 

Memories (written by Brendon) 

  • “He was the congregation’s vagrant” Perhaps Brendon referring to himself since he used to be Mormon. “With an unrequited love” ahh there it is 

Hurricane (written by Brendon) 

  • “Cause they know, I know that they don’t look like me.
    Oh, they know, I know that they don’t sound like me.” Young Veins & Panic!’s difference in style
  • “But he didn’t come and speak to me, Or put my heart at ease.” 

Always (written by Brendon) 

  • “It was always you falling for me.” 

The Calendar (written by Brendon) 

  • This is previously mentioned. 
  • Confirmed to be about the band breaking up. 
  • “And I meant everything I said that night
    I will come back to life, But only for you” (see under Cape Town)
  • “Put another ex on the calendar, Summer’s on its deathbed” sun/moon theory  
  • “at night your body’s a symphony, and I’m conducting” I got nothin. 

Nearly Witches (originally written by Ryan but changed & used by Brendon)

  • Ryan made original demo. Brendon made it a very pop-like song. 
  • Brendon changed Ryan’s “as a boy” to “as a girl”. 
  • Brendon sings Ryan’s “Here I am composing a burlesque” very mockingly. 

Bittersweet (written by Brendon) 

  • “I’ve been to Tokyo and to South Africa” a response to Ryan’s Cape Town lyric 
  • “You could tell me secrets that I’ll probably repeat I’m not trying to hurt you, I just love to speak”  Ryan = shy, Brendon = big mouthed 

Nicotine (written by Brendon) 

  • Someone said Brendon has denied it, but in the intro it sounds like he is saying “I love you Ryan Ross but not right now.” 
  • Idk 

Lonely Moonlight (written by Ryan - solo) 

  • Sun/moon theory 
  • “regret” 
  • “I wandered through the sunshine, remembering when you were mine” 
  • “Someone I love, loves someone else” Oh. My. 

Where I Belong (written by Ryan - solo) 

  • aka rip my heart out and tear it to shreds… then throw it under a bus 
  • “If you wanna see the Sun…” sun/moon theory 
  • “I know I should have never left, I’d gotten tired of being buried” Ryan still wants to be a part of the band even though he didn’t get to sing his own words. He was supposed to be the frontman, and he was the lyricist but kinda got buried behind Brendon, who’s the lead singer. 
  • “I hope that I’ve still got your help” return?  

Hallelujah (written by Brendon) 

  • see under Lie To The Truth by Ryan 

Golden Days (written by Brendon) 

  • Old Panic! was the Golden Days  
  • Could “pile of polaroids” be A Picture With Books? 
  • This is so throam. 

House of Memories (written by Brendon)  

  • umm who is Brendon’s greatest memory - Ryan  
  • “I think of you from time to time, More than I thought I would, You were just too kind, And I was too young to know”
  • “Those thoughts of past lovers, They’ll always haunt me, I wish I could believe, You’d never wronged me” 

and the final crescendo of Ryden songs… 

Impossible Year (written by Brendon) 

  • Brendon wrote this song right after the band broke up. (This is confirmed.) Meaning “this impossible year” is his year without Ryan
  • “There’s no sunshine, this impossible year” sun/moon theory 
  • “There’s no sunshine
    This impossible year
    Only black days and sky grey
    And clouds full of fear *feeling of fear and sadness
    And storms full of sorrow
    That won’t disappear

    Just typhoons and monsoons
    This impossible year”
  • “There’s no good times
    This impossible year
    Just a beachfront of bad blood 
    And a coast that’s unclear *unclear future without Ryan
    All the guests at the party
    They’re so insincere
    They just intrude and exclude
    This impossible year“ 
  • There’s no you and me *!!!
    This impossible year
    Only heartache and heartbreak
    And gin made of tears
    The bitter pill I swallow
    The scars souvenir
    That tattoo, your last bruise
    This impossible year“
  • “There’s never air to breathe
    There’s never in-betweens
    These nightmares always hang on past the dream“ 
  • “There’s no sunshine
    There’s no you and me
    There’s no good times
    This impossible year” 
I think people should learn more about what they are listening to. They need/should actually HEAR what they are listening to every day. People generally listen to music because it “sounds” good. Not many people listen to songs for the lyrics. I think that people should, the band took the time to write the song, not just the instrumental part, but the lyric part to. I hear people say things like “Yeah that band rules” or “I love that band their music is so cool!” and they can’t even understand what the group is actually talking about. Songs from bands like RAMMSTEIN, KMFDM, NIN, M.M., and more popular ones like the bands played a lot on the radio. People could at least hop on the web and look at the song lyrics or find an English translation so they know what the band is saying, or maybe ask someone who is a big fan and who knows what the band is saying. It’s not that hard, and I think it will cut down on a lot of the people in this society that are shallow and naïve who just look at the front cover of a book, and not the pages… to twist around that quote a little.
—  Eric Harris
Cancelled

Father!Dean Winchester x Daughter!Reader 

Warning: Angst 

Part 2

Masterlist

Summary: The reader makes an effort to hang out with her father (Dean) by buying a pair of his favorites band tickets but it turns out Dean would rather go with the readers older brother (Jr.) rather than her. 


Originally posted by frozen-delight

Originally posted by blackandwh0te

Growing up in a house full with boys wasn’t always easy yet I wouldn’t change it for the world, but being the only girl did mean that I was left out in some activities that “only guys would understand”. 

I wouldn’t have minded it much if only it didn’t have a big impact on the amount of time I spent with my father, Dean. 

Right now was one of those times where I wish that something would change in mine and my fathers relationship. 

I’ve been saving up money to pay for tickets for my dads favorite band that were coming into town and I had to cancel plans with my best friend, which she wasn’t happy about, but I’ve been waiting to spend time with my dad which I haven’t done since you were young. 

“Hey Sammy!” I say walking into the kitchen with a hop in my step. 

“Someone’s happy this morning,” Sam replies, mirroring the bright smile on my face. 

“Oh nothing, I just bought two front seat tickets to Dads favorite band!” I squeal, jumping in happiness. 

“Really? That’s amazing. Wait, I thought you hated Deans taste in music." 

"Oh I do. It’s just that Dad and I haven’t hung out in a while because he’s always hanging out with you or Jr. and I thought maybe this will, I don’t know, be a memory we’ll be able to make together,” I finish off with a small smile, looking at the ground. 

“He’ll love it (Y/N),” Sam says, also giving me a small smile back. 

After mine and Sam talk, I found out that Dean and your brother were actually out and won’t be back until later that evening. 

The minute that they walk through the door, I, as usual, gave both my brother and Dad a hug. Backing up, I look at my dad, not being able to hold in my excitement any longer. 

“Guess what Dad! I was able to score two front row tickets to you’re favorite band! I thought maybe both of us can go. It starts at 8." 

"Wow (Y/N) that amazing.” He says, bringing me into another hug. Sam walks into the living room seeing me and Dean hugging and he smiles. 

“I’ll be right back. I’m gonna go get the tickets from my room.” Running up the stairs I burst into my room and quickly grab them from my desk and turned to run back to the living room. 

“Maybe you should come with me Jr., (Y/N) won’t even like the concert,” I heard my Dad say. 

I slowed down and quietly inch my way towards the living room entrance. 

“I don’t know Dad. You saw the look on her face, she’s really excited.” I smile softly, hearing Jr. try to decline. Him and I have always been close and he always protected me from anything that even looked a little dangerous. 

He’s my big brother. 

“I know but I just don’t think that me and your sister will have a good time if it were the both of us and besides you love this band,” Dean pleads. 

And that’s when I knew that I would never have the type of relationship that I wanted with my Dad. That it’ll never be like his and Jrs. 

I wipe away the tears that spilled onto my cheeks and fan my eyes and plaster a fake smile onto my face. 

“Dean, you need to go with (Y/N) she’s been feeling li-” I cut off Sam as I walk back into the living room, with a smile on my face. 

“Hey Dad, I completely forgot that I was suppose to hang out with Diana tonight and you know how she gets when I cancel plans on her. I’m sorry but I can’t go, maybe you can take Jr. with you,” I force every word out my mouth, my heart breaking more and more as I talk. 

“Oh, that’s okay Sweetheart we can do something tomorrow, just you and me. How does that sound?” I force another smile, nodding my head ‘yes’ but I knew he’d forget and end up hanging out with Jr. or Sam. Just like he did every time.  

“Yeah. Anyway, here you go,” I say, holding out the tickets for him to take. I stare at the tickets and let go of the tight grip I had on it when my Dads hands come in vision and takes the tickets. 

“I’m gonna head upstairs and take a little nap before I go out.” I say, turning around and ignoring the confused look Sam gave me and the excitement on my Dads face as he looks at the tickets. 

“Wow, front row. You know-” I shut and slide down my room door and drown out my Dads voice. I shut me eyes and silently let the tears that I’ve been trying so hard to not let go finally out. 

After a while I pick myself up and drop myself onto my bed. I pick up the phone and click on Diana’s contact number and wait for her to answer her phone. 

“Um, hey Diana, sorry I cancelled on you earlier, yeah, no everything’s okay. I was just wondering if you’re still on for tonight? Oh, you can’t. No, that’s okay, you don’t have to cancel on your dad, you should hang out with him. Yeah, okay. Bye.” I hang up, throwing my phone next to me and lay down on my bed. 

“So much for having plans tonight.” I whisper to myself, hugging my pillow to my chest.

Things My Mom Does:

My favorite thing is when my mom talks about bands and youtubers I like.

My mom: You really like Panic! At The Rodeo. Maybe you should get tickets.

My mom: Why are you so obsessed with those one dudes? Sam and Phil?

My mom: Hey this is a catchy tune who’s this by Twenty One Pirates?

My mom: That YouTube guy is really funny what’s his name? Markus Plyer? Or is that JackPesticide?

My mom: What’s that one show you like? That British one? Surgeon What? Or is it Doctor?

And honestly I love my mom so much because she never really listens when I say the titles so she makes up her own titles based off the half she does know.

A glimpse of French music

A bunch of people asked me what french music I listen to and if I could introduce them to french music, i’m sorry if i took so long but I wasn’t sure what should I say, but I think i’ll just introduce you to my favourite french artists

The first one is actually from belgium but he’s quite popular in France, and I love his music and this artist so much, his name is Stromae

Quand c’est  (link) a beautiful song about cancer and its victims, very sad but very poetic

Tous les mêmes (link) In this song he breaks and fights against gender roles and clichés

The second one is a french rap band, with the two artists Orelsan and Gringe, what I love about this band is that their texts are not like so many french rappers’ texts, about drugs and sex and violence, but about real life matters and problems, and their texts are also very poetic. The band name is Casseurs Flowteurs 

Inachevés (link) is about their need of doing great things but feeling demotivated and ending up doing nothing, but finally realizing how they must achieve things by finishing their song

06h16-Des histoires à raconter (link) is about insomnia, the lack of self-confidence and regrets (and the music video is soooo beautiful)

Funfact: Orelsan is a huge anime fan and was chosen to dub Saitama from One Punch Man in the french version (an extract from the dubbing session)

I hope this will be useful and interesting for some of you!

taylor york: the glue that keeps paramore together. i’ve been saying it since the day josh and zac left and i said it when jeremy left and i’m gonna say it till the day i die.

like we all know hayley would never give up on paramore, she’s expressed that many times, but taylor, he doesnt talk about it much, and to know that each time he’s literally been like “fuck everyone else i still love being in the band I’m gonna stay” just makes me really appreciate him so much. he should be more appreciated and it makes me mad when he doesnt get that

he really is a true friend, and really is just as passionate about paramore as hayley is. i’ve seen ppl say they probs won’t last many more years but they will cause hayley has taylor and they are literally so fucking talented they’re unstoppable.

conclusion: thank you taylor york for never giving up on paramore, for never giving up on hayley, for pretty much just never giving up on it all. you’re passionate af about all this and it’s the best thing

BTS Opens Up About Their Love Lives and Share the Meaning of ‘True Love’

BTS is feeling the love!

ET’s Denny Directo spoke with the K-pop boy band in Los Angeles on Wednesday as they rehearsed for their performance at Sunday’s 2017 American Music Awards, where they opened up about the love they have for their fans – as well as their own love lives.

“For me, true love is really something that comes within myself, and I think that’s what really gets transferred to the fans,” J-Hope said.

“When we don’t have a boyfriend or girlfriend, we always say, ‘Oh, I’m so lonely. I want a date,’ or something like that,” RM added. “But I think the biggest love we’re all searching for is the love for one’s self.”

“If you want to love others, I think you should love yourself first,” he continued.

While RM, Jimin, Jin, V, Jungkook and J-Hope played coy when asked if they have time to date with their busy schedules, Suga revealed that the band definitely feels love in other ways.

“I think there’s a lot of different kinds of love, not just between a boyfriend and girlfriend, but love with your family, love with the people around you,” he shared. “I think that’s really important, and I think would really be a good thing for the world, and make a better world for everybody.”

The Korean superstars will perform the lead single “DNA” off their new album, Love Yourself: Her, at the AMAs on Sunday, which RM insisted will be all about ARMY.

“I cannot believe that we have our first-time ever U.S. televised debut on American Music Awards, so it’s going to be a new opportunity to reach out to the new fans and show them that our music and performances are something they can relate to, even if it’s in Korean,” he expressed.

“Dreams come true,” V adorably added.

The American Music Awards will air live from the Microsoft Theater in Los Angeles on Nov. 19 at 8 p.m. ET on ABC.

Alrighty. This is a screenshot of a screenshot that came up on my explore page on Instagram. I’m gonna skip over most of it because I think people should just get over what that girl did even though it’s hard because Sarah and Brendon want people to. I’m skipping to the part about Ryan. HE WAS INVITED TO THE WEDDING HE JUST DIDN’T GO. I’m a little shook about this but now we can all shut up about Ryan not getting invited to the wedding. Personally, I believe everything Sarah says here. I don’t think Ryden was real (still love THROAM), I think they were best friends and Brendon was upset when Ryan left the band. That’s it. Everyone involved in this situation is 30 or older now, they’re not immature teenagers or in their early 20s. They can handle stuff like adults and I think they do. Believe whatever you want, just believe it in private or somewhere where they won’t see it.

anonymous asked:

Hello! I want to say, I LOVE your AUs! I was wondering if you could do a religious/punk college roommates? like the other one smokes, drinks etc. and the other doesn't like it, prays every night?

  • “Dear Heavenly Father, I know you say that we should love everybody equally, but could I make an exception for my roommate who plays 2009 emo bands at 1am?” “I can hear you! You’re not praying silently!” AU
  • For all of their life, Character A has been home schooled so that their parent(s) could make sure that Character A was getting a good, religion approved education. Now attending the college of their dreams, Character A is sure that everything is going the way that their god wants…except for Character B, their punk aesthetic roommate who is constantly doing everything that goes against Character A’s religion.
  • “Here, put in one of my earbuds and listen to this cool new band that I found. I’ve listened to your music and I think you need some more screamo in your playlists.” AU
  • Character A hasn’t ever really felt close to any faith or religion, but after rooming with Character B, a devout worshiper, Character A is slightly intrigued about what Character B’s religion is all about.
  • Growing up in an extremely religious household, Character A has always dreamed that college is going to be the time of their life when they’re going to get to let loose a bit. Character B is their punk, experienced roommate, and they’re happy to show Character A the ropes on how to drink, swear, and smoke like a pro.
  • “You’ve never had a cigarette? Me neither. Just because I’m punk doesn’t mean that I want lung cancer. I will support you though if you want to learn how to smoke while I keep an eye out for our RA.” AU
  • Character A is very religious. Growing up, Character A learned the art of the occult, and is now happily practicing their religion in college as well. Character B is a diehard black metal band fan and thinks that Character A is amazing – if a bit scary at times.
album of the year

request: Harry one where you have a little girl that looks just like you and he adores her just as much as you and shows her off but also loves daddy cuddles

masterlist

“Chloe? Chloe, where are you, we have to go–” I walked in the bathroom to find Chloe sitting on the counter, Harry behind her with her hair in his fingers and an elastic in his mouth. “So you didn’t like how I did your hair, huh?” I smirked.

“Daddy braids better, mum, we didn’t want to hurt your feelings.”

I laughed as Harry secured a braid in her hair, “You didn’t hurt my feelings, sweetie.”

“Alright,” Harry lifted Chloe down from the counter, “You’re ready for the red carpet, princess. Show me your walk and pose.“

Chloe walked a few steps, hand on hips as Harry narrated, "Walk, walk, walk, pose.” Chloe smiled at the hypothetical cameras. “Walk, walk, walk, pose.” Chloe blew a kiss to the camera. “Perfect! They’re gonna love you.”

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my biggest pet peeve ever is when you express a casual disliking towards something benign like a band, celebrity, or TV show, and a bunch of people hop in and hound on you as if you’ve besmirched the name of god himself

anonymous asked:

Harry writing prompt: you and Harry had been a short fling. But a very deep fling. You two were super connected and felt like you knew each other perfectly and understood each other. But you broke up and now he sees you around town. In a grocery store. Or at Starbucks. He always seems to notice when he's in the same area as you. And he can't handle not talking to you anymore. He needs you to see him, too. He needs your eyes to meet his again. What happens between them is up to you!

Harry never thought that it would be that hard to forget her. But that’s why it hurts him so damn much - because he wasn’t prepared. The pain is unstoppable but constantly changing. Even today, when he decided to take a day off of work and just do the laundry at home and then sit and watch TV for hours, when he looks at the pile of clothes on the floor, his heart starts beating fast and hurtful as if it’s going to rip off his chest. It is the memory, connected to his dirty clothes, that triggered it.

He remembers the last time Y/N was in his house. Back then they still used to fight a lot and never really listen to each other. It was a day or two before they actually broke up. And he hates these clothes because she used to do the laundry. He hates them because she loved when he kissed her after it and thanked her. Yes, he hates them because the last time he was able to really feel her, the chance was took from him by the sounds of the washing machine which reminded her how rare he did the laundry for both of them and that caused one of the last few fights they had. And no, they didn’t end up as in the beginning of their relationship.

He kicks one of his old socks, laying on the ground, and it flies to the bathroom. He curses the open door and the washing machine he hits his big toe in, the pain in his chest, even the fucking laundry basket. He wants to throw it away and to never see it again.

It’s shocking him what of an influence she has on him even after just two months of seeing each other. Her scent is haunting him, reminding him of lavender and jasmine. Images of her, doing domestic shit and looking like a Greek goddess, are burning his eyes from the inside out. When he closes his eyes, he forgets she’s not there with him and almost believe he’s seeing her right in front of him for real. When he lays naked in bed at night, cold and lonely, he wishes for her to come and warm him. He almost hears her voice from time to time, usually when he makes himself something for dinner or brushes his teeth in the bathroom. It’s driving him crazy to not have her next to him, he knows it. It’s true abstinence.

The last time he really did saw her, was in Starbucks. He went there to buy himself a coffee so he won’t fall asleep in the studio. He didn’t know why he kept coming back there and keeping the band busy when he hadn’t had inspiration from weeks. But the last thing he expected was to meet her at 8 a.m. when he couldn’t control even his eyes from shutting down. The thought from keeping himself from embarassing himself as he clinges onto her and begs her to come back to him, is crazy. How can he prevent his body from coming alive when all it waited for was exactly this moment?

And it came alive. His eyes opened wide, almost falling out of his lids. His mouth filled with spit, hungry to taste her lips or her skin, or everything she could give him. His hands felt empty and he had to dig them in the pockets of his jeans to prevent a sudden reflex. Even thought he didn’t want to admit it even more than anything else, even his cock throbbed in his pants.

Then the pain flushed through his whole body and almost made him collapse on the floor. It was so fucking hard not to hug her from behind, smell the scent of her hair and kiss her cheek.

All they did was to say rushed hi to each other. All they did was to avoid each other. All they did was fighting for survival after the storm on their own.

Sara, Mitch, Clare and Adam knew. Even the boys from his previous band knew. Of course all of them knew. They constantly called him a wanker for ruining the best relationship in his life. But in the same time they supported him too, took him to his favourite places and made him get outside of his house when he didn’t feel like getting out of bed and living this day.

The night he takes his phone from the drawer beside his bed, is cold and lonely. Tears run down on his cheeks, wetting his skin and reminding him once again how addicted he is to her. He needs her more than anything and nothing is making it up for him if she’s not there, laying on his chest. So this is the breaking point. The moment he doesn’t care anymore about egos and fights, sounding pathetic or embarrassing himself. All he cares is about the hole in his chest, growing with every second he’s not touching her.

“Yes?” she sounds confused and tired when she picks up the phone call.

Did he just wake her up? The image of how beautiful she is while sleeping almost burns his mind.

“I-I…” he stops, not sure where to start from. “Sorry for bothering you. I know that it’s midnight and you had a really long day at work but… I miss you. I miss you so fucking much, Y/N. You can hang up any moment you want but before you do it, i just have to ask you if i can drop by your house.”

“Wait, like right now?”

He nerviously runs his fingers trought his hair and tugs on it, not sure what to tell her. His eyes are red and puffy from crying when he looks himself in the mirror. And the morning is wiser than the night, but he misses her. And that’s what matters the most.

“Yes, I can be there in ten minutes.”

Then there is a long lasting silence between them. It drives him crazy to the point he feels like punching his head into the wall. But he doesn’t even think for a second to hang up because she doesn’t react to his plead. Even thought he knows how unhealthy for him is to stay on the phone and wait for her denial, for him to break his heart all over again.

“Okay.”

And this is all he needs to just grab the car keys from the table in the living room and to rush out in the middle of the night, searching the street for his car. He used to like driving with the windows down and the radio on. But not anymore, their breakup took this away from him. But he isn’t complaining, not when he’s just ten minutes away from his maybe-a-second-chance-maybe-not.

After he knocks on the door and she opens it from him, the first thing that falls from his mouth is:“I’ll do the laundry”.

She bursts in laugh but after seeing him just nervously standing there with red eyes and tired face from not sleeping enough, she lets him in.

“Why do you tell me this?” She asks when he sits on the couch.

“I was just… Just” he shuts his mouth, watching her move to the kitchen counter and turning the coffee machine on. “You know that this is one of the reasons why we broke up. I wasn’t doing the fucking laundry. And I wasn’t helping you with the dishes every time after we ate at home. And I wasn’t paying enough attention to you because I was too preoccupied with work. But I’m here now, telling you I’ll do these things. Just tell me if you want me to.”

She gives him the mug of coffee and reaches to touch him, but then stops herself, letting her arm freeze in the air. She didn’t ask him how he wants his coffee. It wasn’t necessarily because she knows all too well, every detail of him.

“It wasn’t you the only one who was the reason why it didn’t work. I was scared from all the feelings you made me feel even after such a short period of dating. So I used to kind of fight them back, always finding why to start a fight. And I’m sorry for being a coward when you was nothing but fearless about what we had. I’m really sorry, Harry. But if we want to start something new, we should first make sure we won’t do the same mistakes.”

He almost starts crying when sees her sit on the couch next to him and grab his hand in her both. They’re so small and incomparable to his. So that’s why they fit so well.

“I miss you” he shrugs and fights the urge to kiss her with his mouth wide open - just like his heart. “I can’t do anything about it. And it hurts. So whatever you’ll want from me, it doesn’t matter. I’ll do it.”

She nods and gently wipes off the single tear that fell from his eyes.

“I don’t want you to shout from a roof top that you love me. I don’t want the stars from the sky. I just want you to be there for me when I need you and to help me with the domestic shit sometimes. That’s it, Harry. Nothing else. And I won’t run from you anymore, I promise. I had my lesson, sitting on this couch for two weeks and not being able to eat and sleep because of my love for you.”

“Wait” he scrunches his eyebrows and his whole face lits up. “What did you just say?”

“Umm, that I won’t run anymore?”

“No, no, after that!”

Her own face lits up now, the drained color from it coming back again.

“Is it true?” he asks, not knowing if he should take her in his arms and spin her around the room or if he should take her right there on the couch.

“Yes, I love you. I love you.”

She bursts out in tears the same time he wraps his arms around her waist and presses his lips on hers. It’s funny how they couldn’t even say hi to each other before a few days but now they’re both crying in each other’s arms, confessing their love for the other.

Amazing Surprises - 1

I have been wanting to post this series for a while now, but I needed to finish all of the single stories for the members. But it’s finally here! Also this is the unedited version, so I’m soooo sorry if there are any typos or bad grammar parts in it, I just didn’t want to wait ya’ll any longer. I hope you enjoy!

(P.S. Oh my word! I have NOT posted in a while and I’m so disappointed in myself! I was sooo busy this past month, my family came into town, I went to a baseball game, I went to an old friend’s house. And I got distracted while watching Strong Woman Do Bong Soon. Amazing show btw. I’m so sorry! And I hope this long ass chapter and series can make up for it for my absence!)

Summery: Taehyung and Y/N’s “secret” relationship was recently announced and the world is going wild. Tabloid’s and New’s reports are insane and causing a bit of stress towards both Y/N and Taehyung. But what will happen when Taehyung and Y/N have a bit of a heated moment and get caught buying something “suspicious”?

Genre: Fluff. Romance. Drama. Angst. Mentions of Smut.

Characters: Taehyung X Reader Ft. Other Members and Y/N’s best friend; Jihyun.

Words: 5,678

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“Hello! How are you today? Hello” The hostess bowed many times. I bowed a lot of times in return, both being extra polite to the other.

“Hello. I’m good, thank you” I bowed again. She waved her hand towards the couch for me to sit, and I did.

Today I was at an interview. Being a famous solo artist and actress it was a given I get asked to be on many interviews or talk shows. Although today was a special one. The hostess was actually my best friend; Oh Jihyun. We hadn’t seen each other in months. It was so nice to be able to see her, even if we had to keep our relationship under wraps.

I couldn’t stop smiling; Just being able to see her face brightened up my day. She seemed to be sharing the same feeling since she had to force herself to look at the crowd instead of me.

“Now!” She cleared her throat “I’m sure all of you guys know who this is? Am I right?” The crowd cheered while some even lifted up signs to support me.

I laughed, still getting used to the fact that I was now an internationally famous artist.

“Yes of course you all know her! She’s Y/N L/N after all” The crowd cheered even louder.

“Okay” Jihyun chuckled “Why don’t we get started?” She turned back to me. I nodded in agreement.

“Yes. Let’s do that Jihyun” God it felt nice to say her name again. Since I have not seen her in a while it was taking all my muscles and nerves not to give her a bone crushing hug.

“So. I have to ask. How is this experience for you? I mean going from a famous girl group to an even more famous soloist-And actress I might add-” Jihyun started. I chuckled at some of the whistles from the crowd.

“Well.. It has been nice actually. I do, of course, miss the days where I could hang out with my band members with no problem, but I do feel like this is what I should be doing. I love making my fans happy while enjoying my work” I answered, making sure to be careful of what I was saying.

“Yes. That must be nice-”

“Yes-”

“-Well. Okay I have to get to the point because I’m pretty sure we’re all curious here” Jihyun started. I chuckled again, knowing full well what was about to ask. I have already told her all the details through text, but the crowd didn’t know that.

“So your relationship with famous artist Kim Taehyung of BTS made world wide news. Am I right?” The crowd cheered again and I laughed.

“Yes. It did. Actually I was very surprised it did. I didn’t think it would be as a big deal as it was” I admitted.

“Are you kidding? You’re extremely famous and so is he. To see you two together-I mean I speak for everyone- You two are a perfect match” I could feel the blush creeping up my neck. No one has told either of us that.

“Well.. I wouldn’t say exactly that” I nervously chuckled.

Jihyun ignored the comment and continued with her questions “So how is it like dating famous Kim Taehyung?” Jihyun rested her chin in her palm, clearly interested in the things she has already heard.

“Well it’s been nice. I have known him since before we both even debuted so it feels nice to be able to express my feelings towards him in public”

“Mhmm” Jihyun answers, waving at me to continue.

“He also drives me crazy-In a good way- He is so sweet and is always caring for me; He makes my day just by messaging me. It doesn’t matter what I’m doing, he is always on my mind” I just now realized how cheesy I was sounding and awkwardly chuckled.

“Aww! That’s so sweet!” Jihyun exclaimed and the crowd cheered in agreement. I could feel my face get redder if that was even possible.

“Thank you..” I awkwardly thanked.

“So how long has it been since you last saw him? I mean since you two are both very famous you have to also be very busy. It must be hard to find a single day together and relaxe. How do you do that?” Jihyun asked the question I was dreading the most.

“Well..” I nervously cleared my throat “I actually haven’t seen him in a while-But we do skype and text a lot, so that makes up for it- I also get to talk to his members too and they encourage me a lot. It helps” I explain and Jihyun nods.

“That’s nice to have something like that”

“Yea. It is-”

“So how long exactly have you not seen him?” Jihyun pressed and I tried my hardest not to pounce at her. She was doing this on purpose and I knew it. She was so getting an earful after the interview.

“Uhm… Well.. I think it’s almost been a.. Year.. Wow. It’s almost been a year since I’ve seen him” The crowd dramatically gasps.

I chuckled “It’s okay. We talk a lot though”

“Well that’s good that you two at least still talk right?” Jihyun points out and I nod.

The conversation after that went pretty smoothly. Just like a regular interview there were some personal questions; Like what’s the craziest thing you have done with all the BTS members.

I explained that I had gone to an amusement park with them, and being terrified of heights, I had thrown up after riding the ferris wheel. Jihyun started laughing followed by the crowd joining in.

“Yikes! That has to be tough” She exaggerated. She would know though since she was there too when it happened.

After the interview I went straight to the dressing room. My schedule was packed for the day, which meant I had to quickly re-touch my make up and change for my next event.

After saying my goodbye’s go Jihyun-And telling her to come over some time- I left in the black van.

I thought back to when we were talking about Taehyung. Has it really been a year since I haven’t seen him? I would always watch him on TV and have always supported him during his comebacks. We just never really had the time to see each other face to face. I couldn’t get my mind off of that.

We pulled up into a parking lot. My body guard leading me inside the building without getting mobbed by fans and paparazzi.

I had a fan meeting/sign today and it was a pretty busy day, which meant I would probably be back late.

I walk into the venue, also sent straight into dressing room; Just some precautions before the signing.

After all the touching up I was led back stage. I waited a bit before the announcer finally introduced me. I walked out from behind the curtain.

I smiled and waved at the fans as I walked out. They cheered and smiled as well, a lot holding up signs to support me. I have been an artist for a while now so I was used to this, but just not quiet used to being alone.

I formally bow, greeting the fans. They would occasionally cheer now and then. Finally it was time for the questions.

I sat down in a chair, a large table full of cue cards in front of me; probably filled with questions from fans.

I picked one up, making sure it was appropriate before reading it.

“Who, other than V-Oppa, are you closest with in BTS?” I chuckled at the question.

“Well other than Tae.. I have to say either Seokjin or Yoongi. Jin, of course being my brother and all. Yoongi because he is my best friend; I met him even before Taehyung or any of the other members. The rest are like bothers to me” I answered. The fans cheered, clearly happy with the answer. I decided to quickly move on to the next question.

Of course it was another BTS question “When do you think you will be able to see Taehyung-oppa, or any of the BTS members next?” I read out loud. I thought for a while, wondering if there were any Music Shows coming up or if they were having a comeback soon.

“Well it all depends” I started “We normally see each other during Music Award shows, but sometimes we surprise each other” I finished.

The questions after those seemed to be similar. I guess I had it coming when Taehyung and I announced we were dating. BTS are in my life forever now and I would have to get used to it.

Finally the questions were over and it was about time for me to leave, but not before giving the fans a final speech.

I stood up from my seat, clearing my throat to get everyone’s attention “I want to thank you all guys personally-Not just my Korean fans but even all you international fans-You have all supported me during all my tough times and I am very thankful for that” I took a deep breath before continuing “To be honest after our announcement that we are dating, I thought a lot of you guys would hate me, but you stuck by my side. I am extra thankful for that. I hope in the future we can continue to-” A loud scream cut through the venue, followed by other fans joining in.

My eyes widened in shock, my eyebrows furrowing together. They wouldn’t normally scream and intentionally interrupt my speeches. So what were they screaming at.

“What’s wrong?” I decided to ask. All of the fans pointed behind me. I quickly turned around, scanning the room, but nothing was to be found other than the table and chair I left.

“I don’t see anything” I answered, turning back to the fans but as soon as I did they started pointing and screaming; “Look!” or “Right there!”

I turned around but once gain the room was empty. I was starting to think the fans were playing a trick on me until I suddenly spotted a camera in the corner of the room. My eyes widened.

I scanned the room again and sure enough there were cameras on each of the corners in the room. This was a hidden camera prank.

I turned towards the fans again, a new determination building up inside me “What do you see?” I ask. I expected them to say something like “Camera’s” or maybe point out something I was missing in the room, but that was definitely not what I heard.

“TAEHYUNG!” They all screamed. My heart dropped and I stood there speechless. How could they be seeing Taehyung? He was back in Seoul and this is Busan. I think I would have known if my own boyfriend was in town.

I laughed “You guys are joking right?” I asked them but they all shook their heads. My stomach was starting to hurt.

“W-Where do you see him, because I don’t see him?” I quickly ask, turning around towards the “not so” empty room again.

I turned my head to look at the fans and they all pointed behind me again. I whipped my head around but there was still no one.

“What are you all pointing at?” I ask in frustration.

Immediately they all screamed “THE TABLE!” I jumped at the sudden noise, awkwardly chuckling. I decided to just go for it and walk towards the table.

I hesitantly walk around the table a couple times. There was a cloth over the table, so if he was hiding he would be under it.

I hesitantly reach down, lifting up the table cloth. It wasn’t until the cloth was completely off the table that a person jumped out, making me squeal at the sudden action.

Immediately I felt a pair of arms wrap around me. I look up and sure enough I was faced with the box smiling idiot Taehyung. My heart was pounding out of my chest and my stomach did flips.

“Oh my god! Taehyung!” I screamed. As soon as I wrapped my arms arms around him fans started screaming, either cheering for us or just plain excited that Taehyung was here.

I couldn’t believe this was actually happening. Was this all a dream? Were these pair of arms someone else’s and I was hallucinating? Or was it really my Taehyung?

These thoughts kept swirling in my mind, that is until Taehyung whispered in my ear “I missed you love” That was it. I knew it was really him. Tears filled my eyes as I nuzzled my face into his chest, my grip around him tightening just to make sure he wouldn’t let go.

It has been a year. A fucking year since I’ve seen him and I just couldn’t believe this was happening.

I could feel the soft rumbling of Taehyung’s chest as he chuckled. God I missed that laugh. He gently turned around so he was facing the fans, chin resting on top of my head.

“I think it’s about time for us to leave. It was great seeing all of you guys, and I can speak on behalf of both Y/N and I that we are very happy for your support. We love you guys!” He spoke for me. The fans cheeres one last time and I couldn’t help but smile.

“Okay! Goodbye for now!” Taehyung waved. I managed to pry myself away from Taehyung, wiping away my tears. I waved at the fans as well while Tae led me towards back stage.

Taehyung had his arm around me the entire time we were walking towards the dressing room. I had a couple people congratulating for a good job, but my only concern was the arm wrapped around my shoulder or rather the person it belonged to.

Taehyung and I finally reached the dressing room. He quickly opened the door, peeking his head inside to make sure no one was there. When he came back with a big grin I only assumed there was none.

Quickly Taehyung pulled me inside. I didn’t even have time to register before he was pinning me against the door.

He starts kissing me everywhere. My cheeks, nose, eyes, forehead, chin. Everywhere but my lips.

“Taehyung~” I whined. He stopped kissing me and gave me a smirk.

“What?” He nonchalantly asks.

“Kiss me”

“I am”

I roll my eyes “On my lips you meanie!” He laughed at my insult, shaking his head in the process.

“Not yet” He answers with a playful pout.

I groan as he moved his mouth to my neck. I would lie if I said I didn’t already enjoy this but I needed to kiss him myself.

One of his hands that was near my head moved down to grasp my hand, lacing them together. He kisses down my jaw, my earlobe, my neck, and to my collar bone and goes back and forth between those. Occasionally nipping my skin making sure to leave a mark.

“Taehyung~” I sing song again.

“Hmm?” I reach down, brining his face up to look at me. He was giving me another stupid grin. I can never resist him.

“Kiss me” I breathed out, barely a whisper. His smile faded, eyes flickering back and forth between my eyes and lips. Our lips just barely brushing against each other. What was he waiting for?

Just before anything more could happen there was a knock on the door. Taehyung and I quickly jumped away from each other, startled by the noise.

“Y/N. Taehyung. I know you’re in there. I’m sorry to interrupt but we really should get going” I head a familiar voice explain and my eyes widen.

‘You brought Jin?’ I worded to Taehyung and he nodded.

Quickly I opened the door and sure enough there was Jin, leaning against the door frame and grinning like a mad man.

This day just keeps getting better and better. I immediately jump into Jin’s arms, he chuckles as he wraps his arms around me as well.

“Oh my god Jin! I missed you!” I squealed and he chuckled again.

“I missed you too sis. How have you been?” Jin and I parted, arms still wrapped around each other as we spoke “I’m assuming good due to that hickey right there” He grazes my neck with his finger and my face goes red, replacing his hand with mine to cover it up.

I nervously clear my throat, ignoring his comment “I-I’m good. Great actually now that you guys are here. I have been getting surprise after surprise today, I mean I even saw Jihyun today” I answer referring to the previous interview I had.

“Oh, well don’t tell Jungkook that; He has been wanting to see her for a while now but nothing is working due to their busy schedules”

“Jungkook is here?” I ask, glancing behind Jin to see if there was any other BTS members hiding.

“Yea. Actually we’re all here” Jin points out finally letting me go.

“Seriously?” I look back and forth between Jin and Tae.

“Yea. We have a surprise concert happening near by. We obviously know you live here so we thought we could stop by. Is that okay?” Jin asks, giving me an evil smirk.

“Are you kidding me you idiot!” I playfully punch Jin’s chest “It’s more than okay! You guys can stay at my place and we can have a party every day!” I started getting excited.

“Okay, we’re not girls” Jin started, raising his hands up in defense “We’re staying at a hotel just a block from your house. Taehyung can stay at your place if he wants” He explained

I looked at Taehyung and he nodded “Okay, well you guys need to come over any time you can; This may be the only time I get to see you guys for a while” Taehyung and Jin hummed in agreement.

“Alright. We have a van waiting out back. It’s big enough for all of us but we don’t have enough time so we should go now” Jin explained and Taehyung led me out the hallway.

When we reached out back, al the members were hanging around next to the van. God it felt nice to see their faces. They all turned towards us when they heard the large door open.

“Y/N!” They all exclaimed. I smiled at them and waited as they all started walking towards me.

Of course the first one to reach me was Yoongi. He engulfed me in a bear hug. I wrapped my arms around him making sure to hold him tight.

“I missed you” I hear Yoongi whisper close to my ear. I chuckle. Normally Yoongi isn’t one for cheesy comments, but when he is he’s always discreet about it.

“I miss you too Yoongi” I answer and Yoongi let’s me go, looking at me for a minute before moving on for the next person to hug me.

It was Hoseok. Hoseok and I weren’t best friends but considering he was my sisters husband, we were still close.

“Hey bro” I smile at him and he brings me into a tight hug, just barely cracking my ribs.

“Hey Y/N! It’s been too long!” He exlaims.

“Oh Jeez Hoseok! I missed you too but I can’t breath” I gasp. He quickly let go and awkwardly laughs.

“Sorry” He apologizes, scratching the back of his neck.

“It’s okay” Hoseok steps aside for Jungkook. Jungkook was like a little brother to me, considering he was dating my best friend, I felt like I was responsible for him in a lot of ways.

“Jungkookie! Hey kiddo” I excitedly greet, immediately reaching up to give him a hug.

“Hey noona. How are you?” He returned the hug, giving me a chaste kiss on the forehead when we parted.

“I’m good. How are you and Jihyun?” I ask and Jungkook’s face falls.

“Good.. I just haven’t been able to see her; We’re both really busy”

“How about this. I’ll get you a date with her and you can hook me up with some of your banana chips?” I gave him a quirky smile with an eyebrow raised and his eyes lit up.

“Deal!” He answered. This is exactly why I felt responsible for him.

After that it was Jimin and Namjoon. Of course Namjoon, Jimin and I were close, but in a different way the others. I would go to Namjoon when I needed help with my college stuff or Jimin if I needed help with my vocals or dancing.

Finally we all loaded into the van. Unfortunately having an “overprotective” brother meant I would sit in the passengers seat, far away from a certain boyfriend and in eye level with a certain brother who was driving.

“So I have bad news for you Y/N” Jin started, turning to look at me during a red light “Since our show is in four weeks we have to go straight to dance practice after I drop you off” Jin sighs and I sigh.

“It’s okay, I understand. Make sure to come by when you’re done. Unless it’s midnight then come in the morning” I mumble the last part and Jin laughs.

“Got it” He answers “But there is good news” He started again and my attention is brought up again “Taehyung doesn’t need to go since he did extra practicing at home. Our choreographer said he can take a few days off” He explained and I felt a burden lift off. I would lie if I said them leaving for dance practice didn’t kill me.

“Sounds good” I masked my disappointment.

After a bit of a drive we finally arrived at my apartment complex. Taehyung and I hopped out of the van, waving at the members as they left.

Taehyung and I quickly ran towards the building once they were out of sight. I was catching speed when I could see him in the corner of my eyes just before he passed me. I was starting to think this was a face.

We finally arrived at my apartment, out of breath as I unlocked the door. I walked inside and dropped my bags on the floor. I walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water. As I was pouring the water I spoke.

“So what did you want to do? I have tons of movies we could watch. I have popcorn and snacks, we could have like a movie night?” I suggest but there was no answer.

“Babe-” I felt a strong hand grasp my shoulder, yanking me around to face them. I smiled when I noticed who it was. I didn’t even notice Taehyung was right behind me when he was.

He grabbed the glass out of my hand, carefully setting it on the counter. He placed both his hands on either side of the sink, trapping me in his arms.

I glanced down and noticed he wasn’t wearing a shirt. I snorted “You work fast-” I was cut off yet again when Taehyung crashed his lips on mine. It was a slow and passionate kiss yet very sweet. My stomach did flips. I had been missing this.

Once Taehyung was done he rested his forehead onto mind “I haven’t seen you for a year.. All of you..” One of his hands landed on my waist, slowly skimming down “I think 'working fast’ is an understatement on how I feel right now” His lips were back on mine.

Hid hand that was on my waist reached down to my thigh, lifting it up to his waist. I got the hint and jumped up, wrapping my other leg around his waist. He used his other hand to support my other thigh, making sure I wouldn’t fall.

His lips left mine, skimming down my neck he started nipping over my older bruises, making darker ones. I would need to use makeup to cover that up.

I combed my fingers through his hairs as he kissed down to my collar bone. I bent my head back allowing him more access.

Taehyung turned around in the kitchen, slowly making out way towards my bedroom.


Two Weeks Later …

I woke up to bitter cold nipping me on my bare back. I turned around in bed, blindly reaching out for a warm body that was not there.

I groan, peeking an eye open. Sure enough Taehyung was not in bed. I decided to get up, slipping over Taehyung’s oversized shirt falling just below my butt.

I lazily walked out of my bedroom. The closer I got to the living room I could start to hear faint noises coming from the TV. As I entered the living room a yawned escaped my mouth. I tried rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.

“Hey sleepy head” I opened my eyes again to see Taehyung staring at me. He had a stupid grin plastered on his face.

“What?” I ask.

“Nothing. You’re just too cute when you look like that” He answered, outstretching his arm for me to come to him.

I sighed as I made my way towards him. I plopped down on the couch, immediately cuddling into his chest. His arms wrapped around me, and he brought the blanket that was on him over me.

I draped a leg over his that was on the coffee table. I rested my hand on his chest as I watched him flip through the channels on the TV.

There wasn’t much to watch, that is until I saw him quickly switch past a channel with his band on it.

“Wait! That was you guys!” I tried grabbing the remote out of his hands but he lifted it out of my reach “Taehyung~”

“No I don’t want to watch that; It’s cringy watching myself like that” He explained, narrowing his eyes at the TV.

“So what? I wanna watch it” I was finally able to grab the remote out of his hands. I quickly switched through the channels again.

“No!” Taehyung dramatically shouted, attacking me in the process. He lifted me off of him so I was now laying on my back, him on top of me.

“Taehyung you’re crushing me!” I gasped.

“That’s the point! Then you can’t change the channels” But it was too late. I had finally found the channel, watching in content with Taehyung on top of me, his head turned away from the TV.

I noticed it wasn;t a concert or fanmeeting, it was an interview. Even better.

“So I need to ask you something” The interviewer asked, pointing towards Taehyung. I smiled, interested as to what he would ask.

“So we all know about your relationship with Y/N-” The other BTS members hooted and clapped. Some who were close to Taehyung patted him on his back.

Meanwhile the Taehyung with me was hiding his face in my neck, afraid to watch it. I rested my hand over his open ear so he couldn’t hear either, occasionally playing with the strands of his hair near his ear.

“Taehyung on the TV nodded "Well then I have to ask how that’s going?” How does it work? I mean since you both are busy and all" The interviewer finished.

“He talks about her a lot!” Jungkook answered for him.

“And he calls her a lot too!” Jimin added.

“He never lets me talk to her when he calls her though” Jin pouted. I chuckled knowing full well he was lying; Jin would always steal the phone from Tae, running off into the closet so he wouldn’t find him. We would end up having hour long conversations before Taehyung can find him.

“Hey, Hey! He asked me” Taehyung pointed out, the rest chuckling “Y/N and I are doing good actually. I met her before we debuted so we have been best friends for a while now. I finally got the courage two years ago to ask her out; Probably the best decision in my entire life” I smiled even larger. The other members made kissing sounds and saying “Oooh"s

"That’s really good! So how would you describe her?”

“Well… She’s funny.. Sweet.. She is always worrying about my health, telling me to eat and stay healthy. She’s makes sure that I tell other members as well. She can always cheer me up even when I’m at the worst of worsts. She is a very good cook-Which is an up side considering I can’t cook at all- She has the most beautiful smile in the entire world. Her eyes are gorgeous. She just makes me all happy inside. I don’t know it’s just really good” Taehyung finished. I could almost feel a tear slip past my cheek. He had never once told me any of this. Of course Taehyung is a very affectionate guy, but when it comes to sharing his feelings, he normally bottles it up afraid he will say something wrong.

Taehyung groaned in my neck, clearly embarrassed.

“That is so sweet!” The interviewer exclaimed “So when was the last time you have seen her?” He suddenly asked. You could tell the air in the room the members were in became tense. Taehyung shifted in his seat.

“Um… I think.. It’s been about a year..” The crowd became silent, a couple gasp being heard amongst the silence.

“Really? A year? Wow that’s a long time. So you guys are maintaining a long distant relationship?” Taehyung nodded “Oh. Well that’s awesome that you two are still going strong. I applaud you”

“Thank you”

“So are you planning on seeing her anytime soon; Surprising her or just visiting” The interviewer pressed on.

“Actually I already have something planned. I was planning on surprising her for our anniversary. I was-” The TV was suddenly shut off. I looked up and realized Taehyung was sitting up now and managed to grab the remote out of my hands.

“Wait! Wait! I want to see what you were going to say!” I shouted.

“It wouldn’t be a surprise then babe!” He sat down next to me. He frowned when he noticed my glassy eyes and wet cheeks, hovering over me again to examine my face.

“Why are you crying?” He brushed his thumb over my cheek to wipe the tears.

I sniff while chuckling “I don’t know… I’ve just never heard you say anything like that.. It makes me feel good..” I trailed off. He gives me a warm smile, leaning down to kiss my nose.

“Well every word is one hundred percent true. I don’t know what I would do without you” Taehyung leaned down again, placing a soft, sweet kiss on my lips.

Suddenly my stomach felt wrong, not exactly in the best way. It started churning and a bad familiar feeling built up in my stomach. I immediately pushed Taehyung off of me, running towards the bathroom.

“Oh god!” I yelled on the way. As soon as I made it to the toilet I instantly started vomiting. I didn’t even know I had anything in my stomach.

I could hear Taehyung’s heavy footsteps running into the bathroom. He sighed and pulled my hair back in a pony tail, rubbing small circles on my back with his free hand.

After I was done choking to death I was able to brush my teeth. The entire time I thought back to what could have possibly make me throw up. Did I have a stomach virus? Maybe the flu? It made no sense; I felt completely fine otherwise.

Through the reflection of the mirror I can see Taehyung leaning against the door frame, giving me a questionable look. He was probably racking his brain just as much as I was.

“So..” He started “Was kissing me that bad for you?” Taehyung playfully pouted and I chuckled.

“No! Of course not. I don’t even know what’s going on; I felt completely fine before and I still feel completely find now..” I explained while rinsing my mouth.

“Huh..” Taehyung finished “Do you happen to want something to eat? You should probably get something in your system” He suggested and I shrugged.

“What’s there to eat?” I walk out of the bathroom with Taehyung on my heels. Walking into the kitchen, I hop onto the counter while Taehyung rummages through the fridge.

“I could make you some eggs.. Or better yet; ramyun with eggs. Your favorite” I scowled. The thought of ramyun suddenly didn’t sound to appetizing.

“No. I’m really not in the mood for that” I answer. Taehyung closes the fridge and stares at me dumb founded “What?” I ask in confusion.

“You? Not in the mood for your favorite meal? You always want ramyun with eggs” He walks closer to me, standing in between my legs and wrapping his arms around my waist “What is going on with you?” He asks.

“I don’t know..”

“Have you started your period?” I chuckle, playfully hitting him on the chest.

“No you dork! I’m actually a week late..” I trail; A thought suddenly occurring. I thought back to two weeks ago.

“Tae?” I start and he nods “Did we use a condom…?”

~To Be Continued~

10

mad clown (ft suran), love is a dog from hell 사랑은 지옥에서 온 개
“Like a scene in a movie
Your words are like broken subtitles
You have your gun out, pointed, like a villain
Love is cold and we’re like a night desert
Please don’t do this, I say as I cry
I’m pathetically begging
But in the end, you go bang, bang bang
You shoot at the back of my head
Then you give me a band-aid as if you want me to piss off ”

Pure Honesty (Theo Raeken)

Originally posted by bloggergirl29

Summary: Please insert foot into mouth. AU (also featuring Liam Dunbar).


The line at Starbucks is long, but that’s to be expected when it’s located in the busy shopping district in town.

[Name] shifts her body weight between her feet as she waits to order. She’s decided on her drink long ago but the line was moving as fast as the workers could possibly go. Her best friend Gemma is beside her, also fidgeting in boredom.

Gemma’s eye catches on a promotional poster framed and on display of the band “The Pack.” It was a popular band made up of six guys, all good looking, all the wet dream of every girl in the world. Maybe not every girl in the world, but a good majority.

“Oh look! A poster of The Pack!” Gemma says, pointing at the poster. “I know they have a concert coming up, but presale was sold out in a matter of minutes. I wish I had tickets.”

“Well, when a band comes to perform in their hometown, of course it would sell out fast,” [Name] answers with a shrug.

“If I went, would you have gone with me?”

[Name] smiles. “I’m not a huge fan of them, but I do like some of their songs. But if you got tickets, I’d go with you.”

Gemma takes another look at the poster and sighs, her hands clasped over her heart. “Ugh, I think that Derek Hale is the dreamiest out of all of them.”

[Name] giggles and shrugs. “Isn’t he the oldest member? He’s more man than the others.”

Gemma sighs again. “Isn’t he?”

Another look is cast off at the members of the band and [Name] says, “I think all of them are pretty cute, but I’d say that Theo is the cutest.”

Gemma nods in agreement. “I can see that. There is something about him that is pretty yummy. But what about Liam Dunbar? He’s super cute.”

“Oh? Is that so?”

The deep, husky voice intruding on their conversation makes them both stop dead in their tracks. The pair of guys in front of them in line had turned around, both smirking in amusement. And as the universe would have it, it was none other than Theo Raeken and Liam Dunbar.

Gemma is the first to balk, her face starting to resemble a tomato. Heat enflames [Name]’s cheeks and her words stutter. “Oh my god. I-I mean…y-you’re…” She shakes her head. These guys had to have heard girls tell them that they were attractive all the time. What was one more girl?

“You know what? Screw it. Yes, I think that Theo, you’re the cutest out of the whole band. You have a face that I would love to kiss off if I ever had the chance, and I won’t so, there’s no point in trying to hide it.” She shrugs as Gemma continues to remain speechless.

“I like her and her honesty,” Liam says grinning. He smacks Theo in the chest. “You should keep her.”

Theo grins as well. “She’s cute and honest. Maybe I will.”

[Name]’s blush grows, and she tugs her scarf off, the heat of her embarrassment becoming too much. Before anyone else can respond, the barista says, “Hello, welcome to Starbucks. What would you like?”

Theo gives her another smirk that makes her want to melt into a puddle before he and Liam turn to order.

Gemma grabs [Name]’s arm and whispers, “Oh my god! I can’t believe that we just ran into Theo Raeken and Liam Dunbar! And that you said to his face that you wanna kiss his face off!”

“I kinda wanna die right now,” she whispers back. “This moment is gonna pop into my head for years to come late at night when I’m trying to sleep and remind me of what a damn loud mouth I have!”

Theo and Liam finish their order and move out of the line to pick it up. [Name] and Gemma step forward to order. As they reach for their wallets, the barista stops them. “Don’t worry about it. The guys in front of you paid for your drinks already.”

“They did?” [Name] asks. She glances over to where Theo and Liam got their drinks and were starting to leave. Theo winks at her as they pass by.

It’s not long until they get their own drinks, however there’s a phone number and a message written on her cup and not Gemma’s.

Hey Starbucks girl. Call me if you and your friends want tickets to our concert. You may just get your wish to kiss me, too, but only if I get to keep you. -Theo

MUNA AND HARRY STYLES: NO I WON’T SHUT UP

I’ve said before that I believe the work of allies is to use their privilege and influence to create space for the marginalized to tell their stories and speak their truth. This is what Harry is doing with MUNA. He’s given them this space and they OWN IT. They’re brilliant and amazing and, personally, I will be forever grateful that Harry introduced me to them.

Harry isn’t speaking to the experience of being a woman or a person of color or openly queer. He’s lifting up the voices of a band that IS all of those things. That speaks their truth nightly. Listen to their songs.

I will not treat it like a small thing because it’s not.