* Two of Liam’s pictures for Rollacoaster Magazine are released, Liam posts one of them on Instagram
* Dan Wootton has another EXCLUSIVE for us, this time about Liam finally speaking up about Cheryl’s pregnancy, yet there’s absolutely no mention of Cheryl’s pregnancy in the EXCLUSIVE (hashtag awkward)
* Niall posts a mirror selfie on Snapchat
* Harry arrives in London
* Pictures of Harry at the airport in NYC yesterday are released
* Ed Sheeran confirms he’s collaborated with one of the boys in a recent interview, says it’s not Harry
Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sherlock Holmes/John Watson Characters: Sherlock Holmes, John Watson, Mycroft Holmes, Mike Stamford, Greg Lestrade, Victor Trevor Additional Tags: Femlock, Genderbending, Alternate Universe - Gender Changes, Fem!John - Freeform, Fem!Sherlock, they’re indian okay, this is my indian femlock version, i’m writing after a long while, Please Forgive me, Slow Burn Romance, i wrote this instead of working, since they’re indian i’ve shifted the war situation to kashmir, indian lesbians falling in love, i’ve kind of combined mumbai and my home town in this fic, it is both an Army cantonment area and a big bustling city Summary:
Indian femlock - A widowed Shanaya Hardikar runs a sari shop and is both popular and hated for how quick she can figure out what people want and are hiding. One day, Retd Captain Dr Jameela Watwe walks into her shop looking for a proper sari for her medical college’s 10th Anniversary Reunion . Read on to see how they grapple with new feelings and fall in love when they move into the apartment above the shop .
Look guys I wrote something!!!
I’ve been meaning to put this to paper for a while and I finally took it out of my diary and actually typed it out.
In light of the fact that our girl is back (!!!) what are your black siren headcanons?? And what do you think they might do with her in the future (yes I know it's still early shhh)?
i honest to god don’t have any. i’m shit at headcanons tbh. and i don’t know how they plan this honestly, katie is in the legends finale but supposedly only as a dream sequence or a vision or something but i feel like black siren will have a redemption arc since the only reason she’s in a.r.g.u.s lock up is because oliver wants to keep her close in the hopes of reconnecting with a version of laurel. i honestly have no idea how they plan to fuck this up handle this.
“Liam, we really
have to go, mate. Like, right now!” Louis was about to punch him square in the
face, he could tell. He knew they were running late, but Louis had to
understand he needed that jumper. He made sure to ask their staff to get it
cleaned and ready for him do go back home for the break, but it is nowhere to
“Tommo, I can’t
find my new jumper. You know, the red one I bought two weeks ago?” he scratched
his nape, looking over his stuff to check if it didn’t appear there unexpectedly.
“Well, we won’t
be able to find our plane if we’re late, Payno” Liam could hear Louis’
irritation “so I suggest you forget about it and buy another one, it’s not like
you can’t afford it, let’s go.”
Liam closed his
suitcase with a sigh. He thought about calling Zayn to make sure he didn’t see
it when he was packing earlier, but decided against it. There was a car waiting
for them just outside their hotel’s back entrance, and as soon as he got
inside, Liam sent a text to Zayn.
heyyyyy, we’re leaving the hotel, r u in your new hotel already? call u
when i get home love youuu x oh no wait, did u c my red jumper? xx
Zayn replied a few
minutes later with a ‘Yes, this hotel is
fantastic, we have to spend some days here, babe. Proper fancy and stuff. Ummm,
red jumper? I don’t think so, Li. Love u lots x’ which made Liam slump on
his place. That was his new favourite jumper, and he was planning to wear it
the day after Louis’ Charity Ball for brunch with Ruth and Nic, life was so
Mate, wake up and check Zayn’s outfit from last night, lmao ur gonna be
so mad bro
Liam had no clue
what Louis was talking about since he already saw those pictures. He felt so
attacked by his beautiful boyfriend who clearly didn’t care about his sanity.
What he doesn’t get is why would he be mad? Did he do something wrong? They didn’t
get him a new girl already, did them? He got so scared of what he was about to
see, he didn’t even think straight before he was blinking hard and praying for
there not to be a new girl and‒ oh.
“Hi babe, you do
realise it’s almost one in the morning, right?” Zayn seemed so happy, he
actually felt bad for getting mad him, but no, he lied.
jumper? I don’t think so, Li” he mocked Zayn’s text with a high-pitched voice.
that, sorry. I don’t how it got inside my bag?”
Really?” he sighed while lying on his sofa “I told you all about how I was
gonna wear it today! You lied, Zayn. I am very disappointed.”
“I am sorry I lied,
Li. I’m not sorry I got it, though. It’s really comfy.”
“Why are so
mean, Zayn? Why are you like this? I thought you loved me and people who love
their boyfriend don’t do stuff like this.” He pouted and even though they were
miles away from each other, he knew Zayn was enjoying every single bit of it.
everything that’s yours, is mine,” Zayn laughed on the phone, causing Liam to
stare pointedly at the roof.
“No Zayn, that’s
incorrect. It’s actually what’s mine is
what’s yours is mine. I knew you’d understand” fuck, Zayn always managed to make Liam say or do whatever he wants,
and Liam somehow is amazed.
“Ughh, I hate
you Zaynie” he whispered, realising he was already missing him, causing Zayn to
whisper back how he loved Liam. “Skype me when you wake up, yeah, love?”
“I will. Love
you, Li. Good night.”
“Love you too,
I’M SO SORRY. I’M HORRIBLE AT WRITING IN ENGLISH AND WRITING IN GENERAL BUT IT WAS STUCK ON MY MIND AND I HAD TO. I’m sorry. Lmao
They don’t say I’m sorry. They go back into the main room and he strips off the rest of his wet, bloody clothes and she strips off hers, and they lie down together. In her bed, not his. Hers is nearer the light.
They lie down together and press in close, and they sleep until late afternoon, until the sun is sinking toward setting. The house is quiet. The world is quiet. He doesn’t dream. If she does, the dreams don’t trouble her.