song always make me think of him

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Producer Jeff Bhasker faced a daunting task several months ago. After having worked with Kanye West and winning Grammy Awards for producing Mark Ronson’s “Uptown Funk,” and Fun.’s 2012 album “Some Nights,” he had to decide whether to take on a new project: the debut solo album of One Direction member Harry Styles.

“I’d just had a baby, and I was kind of like, ‘Eh, I don’t know if I’ll jump into this,‘” Bhasker tells Variety. He agreed to have Styles come over to “just talk,” and proceeded to put him through the Bhasker home sniff test. “My dog tends to bite people, and he was kind of scoping Harry out,” Bhasker explains. Styles “did this move — like a little shoot the gun with his finger, and my dog walked over and started licking his finger. That’s when I was, like, ‘This guy has something special.'”

Once music came into the mix, Bhasker was sold. “He started playing references of what he wanted to do, which sounded like a cool rock band. I got it, and could see where if we pulled this off, it would be one of the coolest things ever. But he needed a buddy who plays guitar like he’s Keith Richards.” The insinuation being: Styles is the Mick Jagger in this scenario.

Adds Bhasker: “I’m so proud of the album itself, and also of Harry for being so brave, and committing 100%, and writing the kind of vulnerable lyrics that he wrote, and not pandering to what people thought he would do. People have no idea that this is what Harry Styles is like. Just like I didn’t know. He’s obviously very famous and beloved, but people don’t know the depths of what an amazing personality and artist he is.”

Variety spoke with Bhasker about the recording of “Harry Styles” ahead of the album’s May 12 release: 

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Dating Archie Andrews Would Include:

• Him letting you wear his clothes because he thought you looked cute in them

• “Here- take my shirt”

• “I have my own clothes… like right there”

• “Take mine, I insist”

• Telling you about how he used to be with Grundy, and you accepting it because he realized it was wrong

• Always playing with his hair

• “It’s soft, just let me touch it for a few more minutes”

• Him returning the favour and playing with your hair too

• “I’m not gonna complain, that feels nice”

• Sleeping over at each others houses and just cuddling while watching movies

• If you couldn’t spend the night you would text each other about random things and watch movies at the same time, from your own houses

• Being a part of the gang, and having everyone bother you about Archie

• “So, is he good in bed?”

• “Kevin- stop”

• Veronica and Betty making jokes about you stealing Archie from them

• “And I thought I would get Archiekins… oh well”

• Neck kisses from both of you

• Him always tracing patterns on your arm or stomach, and you doing the same to him

• Constant little dates at Pop’s, or the drive-in before it closed

• “I really actually like your face”

• Being the first person to hear his songs when he made them

• Often sitting while he recorded and listening, helping him with lyrics when he couldn’t think of any

• Encouraging him whenever he doubted his talent

• “Maybe music isn’t for me”

• “Archie Andrews shut your mouth, you are amazing”

• Helping Archie decide whether he wanted to go live with his mom

• “I would but- all of you guys are here, especially you. I can’t leave you, and I can’t leave my dad. Not now, not while all of this is happening”

• Always playfully shoving each other

• Eating breakfast and dinner with Archie and his dad, whenever you would spend the night

• Lots of forehead kisses

• Complimenting him just to see him blush and stutter

• Always making each other laugh, often without even meaning to

• Jughead always pretending to gag when he’d see you two kiss once he started living with Archie

• “Guys, i’m in the same room, please don’t start fucking”

• “Shut up Juggie, you’re just jealous”

• Chasing each other around the house because you were playing tag, or just trying to catch each other

• Archie’s dad seeing you sometimes and just shaking his head with a smile

• “You two never will grow up, huh?”

• “Never, Mr.Andrews”

• Always saying quiet “I love you’s” to each other

• Super protective Archie

• Always going to his football games and wearing his jacket, knowing he liked seeing you in it

• “You’d better win this game for me, Andrews”

• Endless nicknames, very rarely ‘normal’ ones

• “Arch, you’re my little apricot”

• “(Y/N)… why an apricot?”

• “Don’t question me”

• Him always walking around his house shirtless when it’s hot

• “Damn, Andrews. Lookin’ good”

• Him always flushing when you’d make your usual comment about him being shirtless

• He would always jokingly respond anyways

• “It’s hot, leave me alone”

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richard siken sentence starters.

quotes are all taken from various poems out of richard siken’s poetry book crush.  feel free to change pronouns/etc if needed.

  • ❝  tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.  ❞
  • ❝  tell me we’ll never get used to it.  ❞
  • ❝  there are so many things i’m not allowed to tell you.  ❞
  • ❝  i swallow your heart and it crawls right out of my mouth.  ❞
  • ❝  i want it back now, baby. i want it back.  ❞
  • ❝  i’m sorry. we know how it works. the world is no longer mysterious.  ❞
  • ❝  that’s a nice touch.  ❞
  • ❝  i like him and i want to be like him.  ❞
  • ❝  i’m sure you remember, i was on the phone with you, sweetheart.  ❞
  • ❝  history repeats itself.  ❞
  • ❝  there are many names in history, but none of them are ours.  ❞
  • ❝  you could drown in those eyes.  ❞
  • ❝  but damn if there isn’t anything sexier than a slender boy with a handgun, a fast car, a bottle of pills.  ❞
  • ❝  sorry about the blood in your mouth. i wish it was mine.  ❞
  • ❝  i couldn’t get the boy to kill me, but i wore his jacket for the longest time.  ❞
  • ❝  you wanted happiness, i can’t blame you for that, and maybe a mouth sounds idiotic when it blathers on about joy but tell me you love this, tell me you’re not miserable.  ❞
  • ❝  there is no way to make this story interesting.  ❞
  • ❝  i want to tell you this story without having to confess anything, without having to say that i ran out into the street to prove something.  ❞
  • ❝  tell me we’re dead and i’ll love you even more.  ❞
  • ❝  you will be alone always and then you will die.  ❞
  • ❝  i’m sorry i came to your party and seduced you and left you bruised and ruined, you poor sad thing.  ❞
  • ❝  who am i? i’m just a writer. i write things down.  ❞
  • ❝  i take it back.  ❞
  • ❝  here is the repeated image of the lover destroyed.  ❞
  • ❝  you still get to be the hero.  ❞
  • ❝  what more do you want?  ❞
  • ❝  love, for you, is larger than the usual romantic love. it’s like a religion. it’s terrifying.  ❞
  • ❝  no one will ever want to sleep with you.  ❞
  • ❝  you know that recently we have had our difficulties and there are many things i want to ask you.  ❞
  • ❝  you had not expected this.  ❞
  • ❝  walk a mile in my shoes.  ❞
  • ❝  a man takes his sadness down to the river and throws it in the river but then he’s still left with the river.  ❞
  • ❝  you are weak and hollow and it doesn’t matter anymore.  ❞
  • ❝  hush, my sweet. these tornadoes are for you.  ❞
  • ❝  that sounds overly valorous.  ❞
  • ❝  do you love yourself?  ❞
  • ❝  i don’t have to answer that.  ❞
  • ❝  you wanted more.  ❞
  • ❝  i had a dream about you.  ❞
  • ❝  there’s nowhere to go. there’s nowhere to go.  ❞
  • ❝  in these dreams it’s always you: the boy in the sweatshirt, the boy on the bridge, the boy who always keeps me from jumping off the bridge.  ❞
  • ❝  will you love me even more when i’m dead?  ❞
  • ❝  you didn’t show up. i kept waiting.  ❞
  • ❝  i swallowed crushed ice pretending it was glass and you’re dead.  ❞
  • ❝  i don’t really blame you for being dead but you can’t have your sweater back.  ❞
  • ❝  you can sleep now, you said. you can sleep now. you said that. i had a dream where you said that. thanks for saying that. you weren’t supposed to.  ❞
  • ❝  hello darling, welcome home.  ❞
  • ❝  please keep him safe.  ❞
  • ❝  i just don’t want to die anymore.  ❞
  • ❝  you want to die for love, you always have.  ❞
  • ❝  you didn’t think you’d feel this way.  ❞
  • ❝  you saved my life. i owe you, i owe you everything.  ❞
  • ❝  please, just for one night, will you lie down next to me, we can leave our clothes on, we can stay all buttoned up.  ❞
  • ❝  you’re all i ever wanted and worth dying for, too.  ❞
  • ❝  drive into that tree, drive off the embankment. ______, make something happen.  ❞
  • ❝  we are not dirty.  ❞
  • ❝  you keep singing along to that song i hate. stop singing.  ❞
  • ❝  here is the sink to wash away the blood.  ❞
  • ❝  this is not harmless. you are not breathing.  ❞
  • ❝  i will come back from the dead for you.  ❞
Woman

thanks to everyone who liked Meet Me In The Hallway, I really wasn’t expecting that much attention to it, as it was my second thing i’ve ever written on here. anyways, Woman is my favorite song on the album and I’ve been thinking of concepts for days. I hope you enjoy! 

Warning(s): Language

Originally posted by fireprooof

Harry’s birthday had always been special. You had been celebrating with him for 4 years now, it was probably one of your favorite days of the year. Harry never drinks, but he does on his birthday and that’s what makes it so fun. He’s super giggly and always ends up cuddled up next to you by the end of the night.

You and Harry weren’t dating, just friends, but there had been 2 or 3 drunken kisses last year. Things weren’t different after, you both remembered it was a mistake. But you always had the urge to feel his soft lips on your again, the tip of his tongue grazing your bottom lip, and you were completely sober. But you thought that was normal, right?  

His party started at 8 pm. You wanted to look good. After all, you had a date. You had been seeing James for about 4 months, and you had met him at a Fleetwood Mac concert you attended with Harry. The memory of Harry literally bringing a carrot cake to side stage and eating it made a small giggle escape your lips. James was very attractive. His dark skin complimented everything he wore, and that meant everything he wore ended up on the floor. Whenever you talked about James you noticed Harry’s jaw clench a tiny bit. You knew he probably just missed spending as much time with you as you used to. But you couldn’t help but wonder if that’s really why he tensed up. 

You slipped into a skin tight red dress. The neckline was very low-cut and long sleeved. James had always expressed how much he enjoyed the color red on you, and how it complimented your eye color a lot. You fixed your hair and added a swipe of red lipstick that matched your dress to your lips. The heels you put on were going to leave your feet cramping by the end of the night, but that was fine. You looked into the mirror and smiled. You had been working out almost every single day, eating healthy, and this was the outcome. You were proud of your body, I mean you had lost 20 pounds! You smirked as you heard the doorbell ring and you knew it was James. 

When you arrive to the party, Harry is greeting everyone at the restaurant entrance. He sees you and gives the biggest smile. His dimples pop and everything. Then, suddenly his face drops. A look of confusion floods your face and you turn around, when you notice Harry wasn’t looking at you anymore. James had just gotten out of the car and placed his hand on the small of your back. You turn back to Harry and he’s noticed your confusion. He slowly moves back into smiling and you walk up to him.

You squeeze him into a tight hug and don’t let go for awhile.

“Happy birthday Harry. I love you” you whisper into his ear.

He lets go quickly after you say that, and you’re pretty taken aback. He ignores you and just shakes James’ hand. 

“Thanks for coming, both of you. I really appreciate it” he says, his right fist clenched. You smile slightly, a bit concerned, but James grabs your hand and takes you into the party. You look back at him and see him staring James down. Why is he doing this? Did you do something? 

By 10 pm Harry was wasted. He never drank to this point and it was making you a little nervous. But he just sat at the bar, slurring his words and downing shot after shot. You ended up ignoring him, angry and confused. He was being so rude to you and you had no clue why. You looked at James and pulled him towards the dance floor. 

The back of the restaurant was more like a club if you were being honest, but you loved the atmosphere. The music pounded through the speakers and you turned and started dancing on James. His fingertips brushed against your neck and his lips shortly after. You grinded harder and small moans escaped your mouth. You opened your eyes to try to see what was going on, but you opened them and saw Harry eyeing you up and down, shooting daggers. You couldn’t take it anymore. You turned around, kissed James, and told him you’d be right back.

You made your way over to him and stood close to him. You crossed your arms and pursed your lips, your eyebrows raising.

“Harry, why do you keep looking at me like that? Are you mad at me or something?” you asked, angry slowly flowing through your words. 

He just stared at you then turned away. This pushed you to the limit. You grabbed his stool, spun him around and got in his face. 

“Stop fucking around Harry. Why do you keep looking at James like you’re going to murder him?”. He glared at you, and then it happened. He took your face into his hands and slammed his lips against yours. You were so shocked, and you tried to pull away, but he had his arms wrapped around your waist. You could taste the vodka on his lips, and you wanted to throw up.

“Hey!” you heard James yell. He came running over and ripped you out of Harry’s arms. You clung onto the nearest table as you watched Harry stand up and get a little too close to James’ face. 

“The fuck you think you’re doing there touching my girl” James spat into Harry’s face. You had never seen either of them so mad. 

“Cause I had her first. You stole her from me. I. Love. Her” Harry spat, pushing away from James.

In that moment, you understood everything. Harry was in love with you. The constant jaw clenching and awkward silence when you spoke about James all made sense now. You get why he glared at him and why he yelled at you when you left him to see James. 

You got up, stared at the both of them. They stared back, both caring so much for you. Your eyes filled with tears and you ran out of the restaurant. You finally reached the parking lot and just lost it. Loud sobs escaped your mouth, your makeup running down your face. Why did Harry have to love you? Why did he have to lie to you? You’re just a Woman.



This is honestly horrible I’m so sorry. Please leave concepts and constructive criticism in my inbox. I take requests as well. That’s all, thanks for reading! 

Sing Me To Sleep

Characters: Jungkook and You

Word Count: 774

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Jungkook singing you to sleep. What could be better than that?

You tossed and turned in bed.

“Jungkook, please don’t go” You cried out softly.

You were having a bad dream.

“Don’t leave just yet…”

Alarmed by your gently cry,  Jungkook suddenly woke up.

“Y/n?” He asked in his sleepy voice.

You were talking in your sleep again.

“Jungkook…”

“I’m right here Y/n, what’s wrong?” He asked.

Jungkook searched for you in the dark and finally found you.

He held your hand and kissed you gently on your forehead.

“I’m here” He whispered into your ear.

Jungkook nuzzled his face against yours and finally you woke up from your bad dream.

At first you were dazed but then he turned to switch on the light.

You looked around and saw your concerned boyfriend looking back at you.

“What’s wrong?” You asked confused.

Before he could answer, you realized what had happened.

“Oh no….I did it again, didn’t I?”

He nodded.

“I’m so sorry Jungkook… I…”

He wrapped his arms around you before you could finish.

“I know Y/n….I’m going to miss you too” He said as he held on to you.

Jungkook was going to leave for a world tour in a few days and he knew how hard it was going to be for you and him while he was away.

“I wish you could come with me so you wouldn’t have to worry about me. We’ll both know where each other are and I won’t have to wonder about what you’re up to while I’m gone”

You looked at your loving boyfriend and wished for the same thing, but being an idol was tough and you knew all too well what could happen. To go with him would mean risking it all and you couldn’t do that to him. Not after all he has worked and trained hard for.

You called him by his favorite name. “Jeongguk-ah”

“Hmm” He replied.

You leaned in to kiss him. “It’s okay. I’m sorry for making you worried” You said.

He looked at you and gave you his biggest smile. He did his signature dance and you couldn’t help but smile back. He always knew how to make you laugh.

“Y/n..”

“What is it?” You asked.

“I think I know how to make things easier for you.”

“How so?”

He began to rub your shoulders and winked at you. “Me” He replied in a seductive tone.

His word stopped you dead in your track and confusion struck your face.

What is he thinking? Was he suggesting that you guys should… Right now?? No…..

Why, this little…..

Before you could playfully attack him with a pillow; he stopped you with his words again.

“Y/n, I’m going to post songs for you.”

You lowered the pillow in your hands. “What?” You didn’t know what to say.

“While I’m away, I’m going to do covers of your favorite songs. You can listen to them and not have to feel sad when I’m gone. I’ll post them for everyone to hear but every cover I do will secretly be meant for you” He said as he kissed you. “Listen to the words and know that I am singing to you”

You stopped and stared at him for a bit.

“Jeongguk-ah, that’s really sweet of you”

You could feel the tears slowly forming. With his schedule, you didn’t even know how he was going to find time to record for you. Before you could protest; he lifted his hands up to wipe away your tears.

“Don’t cry love. How you put up with me and my busy life; I’ll never know. You’re the only one who understands me, Y/n. I don’t know what I would do without you. It’s the least I can do while I’m gone”

He held you in his arms again and tried to kiss it all better.

“I hope you will look forward to the songs Y/n”

“I promise I will” You replied.

Time flew by as you laid in each other’s arms.

“You must be tired”

“I’m okay” He replied.

You could tell he was fighting it.

“You should get some sleep” You said.

“I want to make sure you fall asleep first” He replied.

You knew he would never sleep if you didn’t.

You hugged him tighter and rested your head on his chest.

“Can you sing me to sleep then?”

He smiled.

You smiled. Such a cute IU fanboy… You sleepily thought to yourself. At this point you were in love with her too because of him.

His sweet lullaby continued. His voice was so soothing that you couldn’t help but slowly fall asleep.

When you finally did, Jungkook kissed your forehead.

“Good night Y/n”


A/N: I’m a huge fan of Jungkook’s covers. I posted this before but then I deleted it…. after seeing his recent vlog though, i figured that i should repost it again! 

(okay but I need to say it out loud just once because I just can’t help and I’m thinking about this until the Day 1 we saw Harry playing his guitar and I always want to laugh so i need to get this out of my mind once for good) :

the way he’s holding his guitar very high and the neck so raised up, I always think he’s suddenly gonna stop his song in the middle and play some flamenco music instead.

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AU where Will is a famous rockstar and Nico is obsessed with him. They meet backstage on his concert

  • Will took a deep breath as he prepared himself for the meet and greet before his show. He looked at himself in the mirror, trying to mentally prepare for the teenage fan girls that somehow are allowed to come to his concert. 
  • He went to the room where the camera was set up along with some sharpies he would use to sign things. Secretly, he was hoping to get a couple of guys in his meet and greet line today.
  • The line seemed to go on forever. There were a lot of teenage girls, probably thinking that he would date them when they get older. The joke’s on them though. He hasn’t come out to the media yet. His manager thinks that if he came out, his music wouldn’t attract his target audience. That was complete bull shit because music was for everyone, not just the target audience his manager wanted.
  • As he got to the last few people, he noticed a guy about his age at the back of the line. He had dark hair and kind of pale but super cute. 
  • The flash of the camera blinded him for a moment before he looked at the guy, the last person in his line. It was kind of refreshing to have a guy in his meet and greet line. 
  • “Hello.” Will smiled as the guy walked over to him, slightly shaking. “What’s your name?”
  • “N-Nico.” He replied. “Will, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
  • Will smiled a bit. “It’s always nice to meet a fan. Especially a male fan. It makes me feel like I’m not just a teenage girl rock star.”
  • Nico looked at him a bit shocked. “But your lyrics and music are so moving and raw. Your music isn’t teeny booper material. It’s real experiences that I can relate to. I know that they probably say that to you too but I know those experiences you go through isn’t as general as they think they are.” 
  • “You’re right.” Will smiled. “All the songs are from real experiences or feelings I have.”
  • “My favorite is Apollo’s Song.” Nico said. “The song is about finding your identity and being comfortable with who you are.”
  • “Yes!” Will said. “It took me forever to convince the label to put the song on the album.”
  • “Why? It’s an amazing song! And-”
  • “And they didn’t want me to have a song on my album that can reveal my sexual identity.” Will whispered. “The whole song was about me figuring out my sexual identity.”
  • Nico stared at him. “Are you kidding? There needs to be more songs about that, especially if you’re trying to attract that age group.” 
  • “I know.” Will smiled. 
  • Nico smiled back. “Um, can I get a picture and an autograph?” 
  • “Oh! Yes! Of course!” Will replied, taking the CD Nico brought and signed it. He also left a note on the inside of his CD case.
  • They took a picture together and Nico shook Will’s hand. 
  • “Thank you. And I’m really embarrassed to say this, but I am a huge fan for your music. I also appreciate the picture, autograph, and talk.”
  • “Make sure you look at the CD thoroughly before you leave the concert tonight.” Will told him. “And enjoy the show, Nico.”
  • “Thank you.” Nico blushed before leaving. He opened the CD case and saw Will left a note for him to wait for him after the concert. His heart fluttered a bit as he headed to his seat.
Dating Jacob Portman would include

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Requested by Anon

- Both of you having 50,000 pictures / videos of each other

- Awkward lil’ kisses

- Him being really nervous to hold your hand

- Emma being sorta jealous but she’ll recover lmao

- If both of you were peculiar you’d leave your family behind to go to the loop with him

- Both of you driving down roads laughing over literally nothing

- Making jokes about how awkward he is

- The others picking on you two because of you two being so in love

- Miss Peregrine thinking you two are the cutest thing ever

- Wearing his clothes because ‘all your shirts are in the wash’

- Cute lil cuddles ok

- The song to describe your relationship would probably be Roman Holiday by Halsey

- Him being all smile-ly and happy around you 

- Him being really scared he’s gonna accidentally hurt you.

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Headcannon requests are open!

Link to my navigation is always found on my about me :)

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boyfriend yoongi
- you’re definitely gonna have to share yoongi with holly ok but don’t complain because yoongi is the cutest when he’s surrounded by this tiny little fur ball
- most days off are spent in your shared bed sometimes not even talking. the most likely event is you lying on yoongi’s chest whilst he reads a book on his phone. if he finds a part that’s particularly interesting then he’d read it to you
- gummy smiles come out in full force whenever he’s around you. he just can’t help it, you’re so cute
- he is literally the definition of soft towards you; cuddles, kisses on the top of your head, hand holding
- but he’s a freak when its time let me tell you that👀👀
- OK NOPE IM A FLUFFY BLOG RETURN TO FLUFF
- always wants to make you laugh and will tickle you until you do
- he will also DEFINITELY write songs about you but i don’t think he’ll ever release it, he’ll just keep it as a special thing for you and him
- if he does have a song that he wrote for you that he is particularly proud of i doubt he would release it under bts’ name, he may place it as an intro in his mixtape or something
- he is the epitome of boyfriend looks™
- he’s just an ideal boyfriend tbh. congrats to his future girlfriend/boyfriend you win at life

LOVE

Summary: You connect falling in love with Logan to certain colors.

Ship: Logan x Reader

Song Inspiration: Love by Lana Del Rey

Word Count: 1,575 words.

Tags: i had so much fun writing this honestly, its so cute, well to me, romance, fluff, i think this is fLUff????,

Last Words: best song in the world please listen while you read, IT’LL MAKE THE STORY HIT YOU LIKE A TON OF BRICKS EVEN MORE

Special Tag: since this is my first post on tumblr & i love Logan I’m gonna tag some of my favorite writers :-) @theamazingworldoffandomfics @crossbns  @mellifluous-melodramas @geeks-universe 

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Fall For You (Calum)

“But you love him!”. You pushed open your front door and sat down on the steps, staring out into the road. “Yea, I do, Ashton” you grumbled. Your friend sat down next to you. “Then why are you giving up?” he asked. “Because he’s given up” you replied, sadly. “He hasn’t though! Y/n, I am constantly with him, I know he hasn’t given up”. “Ashton, please” you sighed “This is already so hard. I can’t fix us”. Ashton was silent for a second, probably noting the tears welling up in your eyes, “You know. If you love someone then you just don’t give up on them”.

The boys were finally home from tour and you should have been excited, a month ago you would have been excited. They were some of your best friends, and you were dating Callum. But recently everything just seemed strained. The boys were always busy, you understood that, but Cal had always made time to call you or even just send you a good morning text. They were far and few between now. When you called him there was always some distraction on his end and he would tell you he’d “call back later”, which barely ever happened. And you were starting to feel like he was ignoring you altogether.

“Come over tonight” Ashton told you. The boys were having a party and, when you texted Luke saying that you wouldn’t be coming, Ashton had shown up at your house. “I’m not” you replied, refusing to look at him. “Y/n” Ashton groaned, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees and putting his face in his hands. “He wants to see you, you know” he said, his voice muffled by his hands. “He couldn’t even invite me himself” you nearly shouted, startling Ashton. “He thinks you’re mad at him” Ashton replied. “Well he’s right”.

You got up and turned to go back inside, hoping Ashton would take the hint and leave. But he followed as you stomped back in. “Leave” you practically growled, spinning around to face him. He grabbed you by the arms instead, “Just come over tonight. Give him one more chance”. “I can’t keep doing this” you told him with tears spilling down your face. “Just one more chance” Ashton said softly, pulling you in for a hug and letting you cry on his shoulder.

Ashton waited as you cleaned yourself up and got ready for the party. You were silent as you slid into the passenger seat of his car. “You’ll bring me home if I need to leave, right?” you asked, your voice barely a whisper. “Just say the word” he responded as he backed out of your driveway.

You shyly followed Ashton into the house. It was already crowded and friends kept coming up to welcome Ashton home and give you both hugs. Suddenly arms were wrapped around you and lifting you into the air. “Y/N! I missed you so much” Mikey shouted as he squeezed you. When your feet hit the ground Luke was standing next to you, holding a beer out. “I think you’ll need this” he said, handing it over. “Thanks” you said with a small smile. He leaned in to give you a hug. “Cheer up sweetheart” he mumbled as you clung to him.

You were following Ashton into the kitchen when you froze. Calum was across the room talking with a group of people. “Word” you said as you hit Ashton in the side. “Y/n” Ashton mumbled, rubbing his temple. You took a step back to hide yourself behind him. “Y/n. He is your boyfriend. Stop acting like you’re hiding from a wild animal” he said, not bothering to turn and look at you. “Ashton, I can not do this right now” you whispered, starting to feel anxiety gathering in the pit of your stomach.

You glanced up and saw Ashton nod. You peeked around him to see what was going on and saw Calum staring in your direction. “I need to get some air” you told him before you hurried away from the kitchen and out the back door. Ashton had started to call your name as you left but you noticed that he trailed off and had a feeling that it meant Cal was following you.

You leaned against the house, taking a sip of your beer then closing your eyes to focus on breathing properly. The noise from inside got louder when somebody else stepped outside. “Y/n?” your boyfriend called to you. You sighed and took another drink from your beer. It was so quiet with the door closed that you could hear him flick his lighter. When you looked up he was taking the first drag off a cigarette. He offered it to you and, while it was tempting, you looked down and shook your head silently.

“Remember when we would sneak away from parties together? We’d share cigarettes and continue to drink, just the two of us” he said, sounding nostalgic. In response you looked out at the tree in the yard that you used to sit under, laughing and sharing kisses, booze, and smokes. Calum walked over an nudged your shoulder. “I miss those days” he told you softly. “I bet I miss them more” you mumbled.

Calum took a step away from you and sunk down to sit on the stairs. “Y/n, what’s wrong?” he asked. “I can’t believe you even have to ask that” you sighed. Now it was his turn to take a deep breath. “I guess I don’t really have to ask” he said. “It’s because I am constantly away and I hardly talk to you, right?” he flicked the ash off his cigarette and stared at you expectantly.

“It’s more than that, Cal” you responded, shaking your head slightly. You sounded more sad than angry as you went on “I know you’re always busy. I knew that before we started dating. I knew that you would be away often. I knew it would be hard and I thought I could handle it. But I don’t know if I can. I fucking tried, Cal, I tried everyday. But a relationship requires communication and communication requires two people. You’re busy, I get that, but I just feel like you stopped trying, that maybe you had given up”. You sat down, still leaning against the house. “Calum, it was hard for me but I actually tried. I don’t even know if it was hard for you because we rarely talked. I was lonely. And being ignored didn’t help anything” you told him. You gave a sad laugh and stared at the beer in your hands “You know, when you didn’t call back I’d listen to Amnesia just to hear your voice” you admitted.

The response was silence and it felt like it would drag on for hours. You listened to the muffled noises from the party and thought about going to see if Ashton was sober or if you should just start walking home by yourself. “Fuck” you heard Calum whisper to himself. When you finally dared to look up you saw that he had his head in his hands, his cigarette had gone out but was still tucked between his two fingers, forgotten. You drank the last of your beer and set the cup down beside you. It was still quiet and you were unsure of what to do now that you had told him.

You heard shuffling as Calum got up and he nudged your knee with his when he sat down next to you. You curled in on yourself in response, wrapping your arms around your legs and resting your forehead on your knees. He remained silent and when you turned your head to look at him he was on his phone. Tears were blurring your vision, you turned away so if he looked up he wouldn’t see.

Music drifted up into your ears, not music from the party but music that the boy next to you was playing. “This is what I listened to” he said quietly. You recognized the song immediately, you had put it on repeat a few times when he was away. In an effort to prevent yourself from crying, like you always did during the song, you hugged your legs tighter and hid behind your hair.

The best thing about tonight’s that we’re not fighting
Could it be that we have been this way before?
I know you don’t think that I am trying
I know you’re wearing thin down to the core

You couldn’t fight back the sob that shook your body. Calum wrapped his arm around you and you leaned into him out of habit.

But hold your breath
Because tonight will be the night that I will fall for you
Over again
Don’t make me change my mind

You gave up fighting the urge to cry. The song was perfect in that moment, they were the words, the promises, that you had been hoping to hear every time you called him. He set his phone down, music still coming from the speaker. “Babe..” he whispered as he pulled you in closer and held you against his chest as you cried. “I don’t want this to end, Cal. I don’t want us to end” you cried, gasping for air between your words. “Then don’t let it. I’ll try harder, I swear to you, I’ll try harder. I don’t want to lose you” he breathed the pact into your ear before kissing your temple. “A girl like you is impossible to find… I may have failed but I have loved you from the start” he echoed the song back to you. “Tonight will be the night I will fall for you over again” he added after a few seconds of silence.


Inspired by Fall for You by Secondhand Serenade

Interview w/ Bob Rogers (Excerpt, Rob Bodgers)
The Beatles

June 26th, 1964 (New City Hotel, Dunedin, New Zealand): Bob Rogers asks the Beatles to name their favourite songs from A Hard Day’s Night and talk about George and Ringo’s prospective songwriting efforts. Irreverence ensues. (Note: Joy. Transcribing this was an unwieldy task, as everyone talks over one another constantly. Apologies in advance for any/all gaps!)

ROGERS: Can we elucidate on the songs in the film and do you have a favourite song in the film called A Hard Day’s Night? [long pause]

PAUL: Yeah.

RINGO: It’s good.

PAUL: It’s all good. 

GEORGE: Yes. We have a lot of songs in the film, about seven or eight new ones, and my particular favourite just happens to be ‘A Hard Day’s Night’, which will be our next single release, and buy your copy or audio copy now. Thank you!

RINGO: Well I like that one too, George. [inaudible]

PAUL: I like that one, and one called—

RINGO: ‘Linda’.

PAUL: ‘And I Love Her’. 

RINGO: ‘And I Love Her’. Yeah, I love that one.

PAUL: Oh, do you like that? 

RINGO: Yeah!

PAUL: Oh, thanks, Ringo! Thanks. 

RINGO: And the way you sing it knocks me out.

JOHN: And the way that camera goes over your head. 

PAUL: Oh, you should see—

JOHN: I thought, “Hello.”

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When I think of him,
I think of dark evenings around 8 p.m., of pathetic pop songs and late night Internet - stalking. Of the tears I cried when he had another girlfriend, I think about timid smiles and soft hello’s, about unexplainable, mixed signals and confusing information.
I think of the way he smiled at me, giddy, like a schoolboy, of the way he smelled and how no cloud of smoke could make him less attractive.
I think about the songs ‘Razorblades’ and ‘The Ghost of You and I’ from Story of the Year. I think about the arguments about him with my parents and friends.
I think of Sundays and eye contact during church services. I think about always having to worry about him and the time he was in jail.

And eventhough overall it aren’t happy feelings, I would give so much to have it all back

—  confessions

Okay listen, guys.

We’ve currently got 5 Yuri!! On Ice episodes out, and like in all my moments of solitude recently, I’ve been thinking about the show. And quite suddenly, something hit me. There are all these speculations about how it will all end, will Viktor stay/go, will Yuuri follow, will they become a couple, will the fans get an actual kiss? And tbh, as much as I like to think about it, there is just no way to know. It could go in any direction, there’s no way to tell. 

But then, I remembered something from the first episode, and I ended up putting together this theory/prediction, that I’m actually really excited about because it seems likely!

I’m sure you all recall Viktor’s performance of  ‘Stay Close to Me’

Which we see Minako comment on.

She says this and then comments on how the performance would suit a more naive man, which we all agree to be Yuuri. 

The program ‘Stay Close to Me’ is a plea to a lover, a desperate appeal to one special person to remain by your side. Since Viktor isn’t known to have a special someone when he skates this, only many many fans, the song doesn’t quite have that personal touch.

But as he skates, we have Yuuri back in Japan doing the same routine.

We don’t see the routine fully skated either by just Victor or Yuuri. We see parts of the routine performed by each of them, and since they’re performed identically (as Yuko says) we can assume that what we see Viktor do, Yuuri is doing it too, and what Yuuri does, Viktor is skating that as well.

So I invite you to look at this part:

Originally posted by n5fw

Yuuri skates this section of ‘Stay Close to Me’ right by the rink side, directly at Yuko, the only person there.

He skates this routine in honour of his childhood friend, who he most likely had a crush on at some point. Someone who supported his skating and who in a way introduced him to Viktor, through his skating. When Yuuri finished the performance, he says ‘I wanted to get my love for skating back. I thought I could remember how it was when I copied Viktor with you.’

Yuuri admitted at the beginning of the first ep that he wanted to meet Viktor as an equal. Viktor has always been very important to him, and skating his routines with Yuko was always a way for Yuuri to feel closer to him. 

So the song ‘Stay Close to Me’ that Yuuri skated was directed at Yuko the person in the rink, but it represented his feelings for Viktor and skating  (as the two were completely intertwined, I believe). 

That was the difference from when Viktor performed it. I think he saw and understood this when he watched the video of Yuuri skating online, his body making music. 

Now, let’s go back to the very beginning of Yuri!! On Ice, the opening scene as a matter of fact.

It’s not unusual for opening scenes to be either flashbacks of a character’s past, or the very end of the story. A bit of a ‘this is where I am now, and I’m going to tell you the story of how it happened’.

I believe YOI actually does both. 

We have a younger Viktor skating, who turns into an older Viktor. 

The younger, long-haired Viktor is clearly of the past, but it’s not a concrete memory (Yuuri’s there too). It embodies how Yuuri has watched Viktor skate from a young age. 

When Young!Viktor skates, he gives Yuuri his back, he doesn’t face him. He doesn’t know him, they’re not on the same level.

But when he moves into the shadow and then we have the older Viktor, he’s looking right at Yuuri. He knows him, acknowledges him.

And for the rest of the routine, he doesn’t take his eyes off of Yuuri. He has eyes only for him.

I think this opening scene has shown us the past and the future. During the scene, Yuuri speaks of Viktor and says “He never fails to surprise me. Ever since I first saw his skating, it’s been an unending chain of surprises”. To me, this sounds like the words of a Yuuri at the end of the series, recounting how much he’s gone through with Viktor.  

The opening scene is the Viktuuri relationship before and after.

What most got me about it though, was this part of Viktor’s skating:

I didn’t realise it at first, but it’s exactly the same as when Yuuri skates ‘Stay Close to Me’. We don’t see Viktor perform this part in the contest, we only see it from Yuuri’s performance in the Ice Castle skating ring, but we know this is Viktor’s ‘Stay Close to Me’. 

So Viktor is skating this routine in the opening scene, either symbolising the future, or being an actual scene from the future.

And just as when Yuuri skated this part right by Yuko and all that she represented at the time, Viktor is skating this right up to Yuuri.

He reaches his hand out towards the person he wants to stay close to.

And that person is clearly Yuuri, he’s physically there. You can see Viktor’s hands reach for him.

So my theory is this. 

Yuuri skated ‘Stay Close to Me’ the way it should have been skated, a desperate plea to be close to the one person that matters and the love for skating that bloomed from his feelings. Viktor couldn’t quite do that because he didn’t have a special person, and he was losing his way in terms of his love for skating, as Yurio said. 

I believe that the opening scene was premonition, and that at the very end of the series, Viktor will skate 'Stay Close to Me’. And do it justice. He will skate the routine that started it all, that brought him to Yuuri, but he will skate it the way it’s meant to be skated. Because by then, Yuuri will be his special someone. 

In this intimate setting, a private rink at night, possibly Ice Castle, he will skate for Yuuri to show him his feelings. I believe Viktor is more of a man of action when it comes to things like this. For example, he tells Yuuri at the beach that he’ll work him hard because that’s how he shows his love. I think instead of words maybe, Viktor will show his love to Yuuri, his appreciation for him, by skating 'Stay Close to Me’ for him and only him. 

I’m not sure what might follow, but I think it will be a while before we get a confession out of Viktor, and I think this is how it will come to be. Because being able to skate the routine the way it should be would mean that he’s found his way, that Yuuri’s led him there. For these two, it’s love and it’s ice skating. And by skating 'Stay Close to Me’, Viktor will show Yuuri that he’s given him both, and that he wants to stay by his side, hopefully forever.

Despacito.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Reader.

Warnings: There is not smut in this, some public friskyness instead. Also, some Jealous!Bucky, sexy dancing and bad writing of it because I can’t dance for shit.

Word Count: 743.

Rating: 18+

Masterlist.

Yes, this is based on the song. @thecrownedrose, @sad-af1121 and me decided it was a good idea to write different versions of this and here is mine.

Also tagging @supernatural-girl97, @brokenanxiety and @palaiasaurus64


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anonymous asked:

What do you love the most about Erwin?

Dear Anon, I’ve had your ask in my in box for weeks (months?) now, but I haven’t been ignoring it, quite the opposite.  I’ve been hoarding it like treasure. Every so often I take it out and admire it, then I put it back in the box to keep it safe, because it’s precious and to be honest I hardly know where to start with this. However you deserve an answer so let me try.  

Apart from the obvious, ahem, aesthetic appeal, I am in awe of Erwin’s vision. He has an unnerving ability to look past the obvious, the superficial, to see the potential that most people are unwilling to see and don’t even bother looking for. He did it with the Survey Corps, he did it with Levi, with Eren, with Hanji and Historia.  Without Erwin’s vision, without his belief, the Survey Corps would have been decimated long before Shiganshina, the corrupt nobility wouldn’t have been overthrown, Hanji wouldn’t have become the 14th Commander, Historia would never have taken the throne, Levi would have remained a petty criminal in the Underground and Eren would have ended up as so much meat on the autopsy table.  By any measure, that’s an impressive record for just one man. Levi wasn’t wrong when he said that Erwin is gazing up at something he can’t even see.

But vision is something you admire rather than love so the things I love most about Erwin are his self less courage, his humility and his enduring humanity.  

By courage I don’t just mean his unfailing willingness to lead from the front and put himself directly in the line of fire. I mean the courage to make the hard decisions that every military commander has to make, the decisions that send soldiers, comrades and friends to their death; the courage to keep making those decisions over and over and over again, even though every death weighs heavily on his conscience and the guilt keeps dragging him down. Erwin just shoulders the despair and keeps on going, that’s what military commanders do, and its only at the bitter end that we see that toll that it takes on him as a man.

Perhaps the most astonishing thing is that Erwin does all this without the slightest question or complaint.  There is not an arrogant bone in Erwin’s body. He is willing to play the role required of him; to be the monster, the devil, the fraud.  The commander with the heart of stone who sends men to their death without even blinking.  And it’s only when he finally breaks that we see that beneath the implacable façade he is still just a man.  A man who hurts and bleeds like every other man.  A man who underneath it all is still just the child haunted by his father’s death.  

And that’s really what I love most of all about Erwin, after all the war and guilt and sacrifice, he never looses his humanity. Every death touches him, every face is etched in his memory, but he still has the ability to connect to those he loves and respects.  He never looses the capacity to love. Right at the bitter end he is still able to open his heart to Levi and lay it all before him.  And if that’s not a reason to love the man then I don’t know what is.

There is poem that was often quoted in my previous Age of Sail fandom, Kipling’s The Song of the Dead, and though I’m no fan if Kipling, there is a line in it that always makes me think of Erwin

If blood be the price of admiralty,
    Lord God, we have paid in full.

Erwin certainly paid the price in full, but he never lost his humanity, and that dear Anon, is what I love about him the most.

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Description: Ashton takes his BFF out on a purely platonic date but how platonic is it actually?

“Can I take the blindfold off soon?” You murmured under the thick piece of black cloth covering pretty much your whole face.

“Just a few steps more,” Ashton whispered in your ear, his hands by your waist guiding you up a staircase. Your heart was pounding against your chest as Ashton stopped and let go of you.

“Ash, where are you?” You panicked as soon as you couldn’t feel his warm hands on your body anymore.

“I’m still here, just gotta open the door.” He mumbled, almost as if it was the biggest secret ever. You let out a heavy sigh as soon as he answered and with the click of a door being opened, he quickly walked back and guided you the last couple of steps.

You had never in your life thought that you would have gone out with Ashton Irwin, your best friend. Never had you ever thought that you would have stood blindfolded in front of him in any kind of way. But here you were, blindfolded and on a date with Ashton. Even though it was purely platonic.

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hush little baby...

cs future family fluff ~ or the one in which Killian and Emma are in awe, and amazed, and so in love with their five-week old baby girl. (( AO3 ))

AN:I’m sad, kay? and with cs babies and singing on the brain, so excuse me while I pour all my mush into the world. Fluff galore to help me deal with today.


​Everything is just so small. So so bloody small.

Before Estella was born, Killian helped Emma wash and fold the tiny clothes; all of them, including the miniature trousers and booties. He briefly wondered (assumed) the baby sure wasn’t going to be able to fit in half the clothes.

It had been much of an afterthought back then. He shared a look with Emma when she commented about the size of the clothes (most likely having read his thoughts about the matter) but that had been the end of it.

They carried on, deciding instead which tiny outfit their baby would wear when they brought her or him home from the hospital.

At the time, they didn’t know Estella was a girl, so they’ve chosen a little white cotton one-piece, with tiny yellow ducks on the feet and a small one near the heart.

Once the day came, and Estella was born, it turned out the outfit they chose was much too big for their little duckling. Estella was a wee little one and most all the clothes they had for her, were too big.

Killian could hardly believe it and insisted there was no way that was possible.

Emma had been more understanding than he was, and proceeded to make arrangements to get more than a handful of smaller clothes for Estella.

She reassured him telling him Estella would grow into all of her clothes in no time flat, and that this was normal. “She was born a whole five weeks early, Killian,” Emma had told him patiently. “There was a lot of chunking up this little one decided to skip,” she’d said, before kissing Estella softly and effectively making his heart stutter.

(Grow in size as well. Probably two sizes at least)

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moondoggiestyle  asked:

things you said after you kissed me + lirry or narry :)

“You’re a twat,” Niall says, spins on his heel, stomps out of the kitchen.

“Niall, wait,” Harry starts, but Niall’s not interested. In any of it.

He doesn’t want any of it, not the soft brush of Harry’s lips against his, or the helpless sounds that Harry makes in the back of his throat, or the squeeze of Harry’s hips under Niall’s greedy fingers, or the complete vulnerability that comes with being in love with Harry Styles.

He used to want that. But he’s grown now. Things have changed.

They’ve had nearly four years and careers and kids and time for things to grow and time for things to fall away.

Niall looks out the glass door to the backyard, watches Liam and Louis smoke and shoot the shit next to the grill. This was supposed to be the weekend they figure their shit out. It’s not supposed to be the weekend Harry corners him in the kitchen and tries to snog him senseless.

“Look at me,” Harry says from behind him, and doesn’t everybody at every moment of the day want the pleasure to. Harry’d have the whole world looking his way, if he really wanted to.

Niall kids himself for as long as he can, tells himself he doesn’t have to do whatever Harry asks him to, even though some three minutes ago, he’d kissed Harry because Harry asked him to.

“Don’t touch me again.”

“I won’t,” Harry says quietly. He’s looking at his shoes when Niall looks at him.

“Where d’you get off, doing a thing like that?”

Harry quirks an eyebrow. “I didn’t get off, wasn’t that much of a kiss.”

“Now is not the time for one of your jokes, mate. I swear to god.”

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