i was just wondering why ben platt never wears shoes whenever you see him in pre-show photos and videos. like, does the man hate wearing shoes or something???? i mean, honestly:
and it just dawned on me that the reason he doesn’t wear shoes before the show is BECAUSE HE DOESN’T WEAR SHOES AT THE VERY BEGINNING OF THE SHOW!!!! HE PUTS THEM ON DURING ‘DOES ANYBODY HAVE A MAP’!!!!!!!!!! i was agonizing over why he doesn’t wear shoes. i was honestly so confused because literally everyone else is wearing them but he isn’t?????
Good! A little bit. A tiny bit. Très bien et toi ?(very good and you?)
Very good, thank you. We start our interviews with “can you give us your five favourites words in English or French. Or a French sentence”. Someone told me you knew a French sentence.
Comment vous faites un café si délicieux? (How do you make such a delicious coffee?)
OK, that’s good.
That’s all I have.
Do you say it very often?
What does France mean to you? Is it something, someone etc...?
Best people I’ve known... I think her, *shows a fan* I guess. Fabien Barthez.
Yes, Fabien Barthez. Harry, you’re 23 years old and you’re one of the best known pop-star in the world. Everybody has expectations with your new album and single Sign Of The Times. Why did you choose that song? This is not what people were expecting.
I think I wanted to.. I've always liked music that made me feel something. You know I think writing it I could feet something I wanted to bring it out. I think it's a good indicator for me of what the album is to me. That's why I wanted to go with that first.
Billboard wrote that the single was "one of the more ambitious opening statements in pop this decade". Not bad, isn't it?
Do you have friends working at Billboard?
I don't know anyone at Billboard.
When we listen to the song we think of David Bowie, Queen, who else did you think of?
I mean, I think everyone, anything, any song you've ever listened to growing up or throughout your life or you've enjoyed, inspired you. There are a lot of different things. I wanted to just write and see what came out. I didn't know what I sounded like to make an album. So this process was as interesting for me as I think it will be for people listening to the album for the first time.
Do you know French singers other than Serge Gainsbourg? That's a tricky question.
I know Woodkid. He directed my music video.
I think his videos are amazing, he's a really talented guy and I love French people so I worked with him.
When you're in Spain, do you say that you love Spanish people?
It seems like everything has been easy...
You think so? It's French.
It's not a Spanish tie, isn't it?
Can I see your loafer? Oh yes! What is the brand? That's not French, isn't it? It's Italian.
That's from the European Union!
It seems like everything has been easy for you, is it true?
Was what simple?
Your life, everybody wants a life like yours, with One Direction...
I mean, I feel very lucky to be able to make music, I feel very lucky to be able to make this, I feel very lucky today being in France and performing my song. I love this song. I can't complain.
What were the unpleasant things?
I don't know, say only one thing.
I think when you care so much about something, it's hard to get to the point where you feel like it's finished and it feels like you're adding and it never ends and it adds up. So I think the hardest part was getting into that point and be like "ok that's finished."
You said to the Rolling Stone magazine that most of the album was inspired by a woman. Really?
No I think, honestly, the album is much more about me than it is about anyone else. I think if I said the album is about a woman it kind of feels like, I don't know, I put a lot of work into this. I don't feel like it revolves around woman. It's a lot about me and things I've never said before. It's more about me.
How did you start with a boy band and end with a solo career? Is it complicated?
It's been a lot of fun. You know we were very lucky to get to do some amazing things and at the moment in our lives, we're in a time where everyone is trying their own thing and have a good time. It's been amazing to see everyone doing their own thing as well. If I can do as well as the others, it'd be amazing.
Do you call them everyday or text them? Do you use What's app?
I don't have that.
Yes we talk, absolutely. And everyone is bringing stuff out. It's been a lot going on. It's been a good time.
This is the album cover! Can you describe it? Why did you choose this picture?
Yeah. So, I don't know. I worked with photographer Harley Weir, I'm a massive fan of her work. And that's amazing and I was lucky enough to work with her. I felt like this was what I wanted.
Why is it pink? Why the water? Why your back? Why? It's beautiful but why is it pink?
I don't know, man!
Really? You don't know?
I don't know. I don't think I want...
Apparently pink is Rock'n'roll's colour.
Apparently so. I don't know. I think it means something to me and if it means anything to anyone else, I wouldn't want to take away from that by explaining it. I think the cool thing about stuff like photos and art is you can just leave it. You don't have to explain it.
Everybody sees what they want to see.
Have you seen this?
*video of people reacting to Harry's single*
Your fans record themselves while listening to the song for the first time. You can hear relevant analysis and apparently they all really liked it. Do you read what people say about you on social media? On Youtube, Twitter, Instagram? Do you use Instagram?
Yes I use it a little bit.
*The public disagrees with Harry*
Yes I use it a little bit. I mean I wish everyone was having as good time as the girl who was like that with her hands. That's what I do when I listen to the song.
Are you the one using your Instagram? Do you use your own fingers or someone else does it for you?
Yes, I do mine.
Do you still vote in Redditch?
That's where I was born?
I don't live in Redditch.
So you don't vote there. Where did you vote?
What do you think of the Brexit? Welcome to Europe!
Thank you very much, thanks. I mean, I don't really comment on politics. To me, anything that brings people together is better than things that pull people apart. That's ... yeah.
Yet, you are in favour of equality of rights, men, women, gay people, straight people... That's politics.
I don't know. It doesn't feel like politics. I think stuff like equality feels much more fundamental. I feel like everyone is equal. That doesn't feel like politics to me.
Your fans are fetishists. They know all of your tattoos, piece of jewellery, they have heart attacks when you cut your hair. Right now you're playing with their feelings. Do you know that?
Yes! What is your favourite tattoo?
I think... I have a.. probably. I don't know, actually.
Which one is the latest?
The latest is this one there. *shows Arlo* And this one. *shows Jackson*
Jackson? All of them?
What's the story behind your haircut? How much did you spend on hair products with One Direction?
Yeah, like a lot. I used a lot, yeah.
You're in Dunkirk, Christopher Nolan's new movie.
How did you do?
Look at you there.
I am, that's me.
I auditioned and it was great. It's going to be a really cool movie.
Harry, it feels like we know you since you're a baby. The whole world discovered you in 2010 on X Factor.
*video of Harry's X Factor audition*
You auditioned alone but Simon Cowell had an idea... he put you in a band with Zayn, Louis, Liam and Niall. You became One Direction. You found the name One Direction and you sold millions of albums. One Direction are soon considered as the new Beattles and you filled the biggest stadiums. The whole world was talking about you. When you go out we prayed for your eardrums. You became UK's pride. David Cameron is in one of your music videos, your sang for the Queen. But in 2015... bang! Zayn left the band, fans couldn't get over it. But don't worry, their favourite is now on the cover of the Rolling Stone magazine, he's in Christopher Nolan's new movie, he's Mick Jagger on SNL... What you don't know is that we've met in 2012. You were in France to promote an album and now I have questions. First one! When you're in a car and fans are all around you, do you see that?
*video of fans around a car*
I think I've actually lost my shoe there. When I got in the car... I got in the car and I was like "how many shoes do I have?" Yes I lost my shoe.
I have another question! Do you still do that before going on stage?
*video of Harry and Lou*
Can we do it?
*does it anyway*
What is the weirdest question someone asked you?
I think it was actually a French interview. I got asked if I would pee in a sink... Yeah.
Ok, that's weird!
It was the first question, the first question.
It puts you in the mood.
What is the question you never want to be asked ever again? Did I asked you that question?
*Harry asks the public*
Which one? Oh crush.
Oh ok. I didn't ask it! Did you know that a French author wrote a novel about you. It's called "Styles", it's about his obsession with you. It's in French. You can translate it.
Oh! Is that true?
Yes it's true. He dedicated to you. It's called "Styles" and it's a really good book. Read it!
Thank you very much Harry Styles for coming tonight. His first eponymous album comes out on the 12th May. Thank you Harry Styles.
The Minyard twins rarely get along. Nicky spent good hours of his life playing therapist but the two were impossibly stubborn. Eventually they would be able to align each other’s interest by having a mutual hatred for something or someone, but that was difficult because Andrew was pretty apathetic and Aaron rarely wanted to correspond.
until one day they just did.
It was a fluke, unloading the bus at 3am and exhausted. Neil was half asleep already, side of his face bruised up from the force of his helmet being shoved against the glass wall. Matt had whistled when he caught sight of the bruising, commenting on what a good thing it was that they wore helmets if that was the result. They had won but it was a long game, referees making it rain cards.
Andrew was hauling up one of the bags of goalie gear when Aaron said almost thoughtfully from behind him, lifting a cooler up-”Hey what if we had a third twin named Arnold but he lives in a mansion and has a pony would that be fucked up or what”
He had turned around and given his twin a look. “I should’ve eaten u in the womb”
They didn’t mention it again that night, trudging their way back to their respective dorm rooms, watching Matt try to get Neil walking in a straight line.
Two weeks later after a light practise Andrew turned to look at Aaron in the locker room. “I bet Arnold would wear polo shirts.” Everyone gave him a weird look but Aaron gave a surprising wolf like grin as he shoved his helmet deep into the locker.
The two nodded to one another and then returned to their own respective silences.
It was Kevin who announced what everyone else was thinking. “What the actual fuck?”
It was a constant thing, either Andrew or Aaron bringing up Arnold’s not real existence. “He’d eat kale chips,” Andrew decided.
“Probably does charity work.” Aaron would nod in agreement.
“Competitive chess player,” the two declared in perfect harmony.
It was Neil who had the misfortune of being paired with Arnold Mayes from his mandatory English elective. It was his worst class due to his tendency to scramble up verbs and tenses (it was hard to keep strictly English when German, french, Polish and bits of Spanish would creep in.).
He wasn’t thrilled about working with Arnold, due with the guy’s insistent belief that they were somehow good friends (hopefully sliding further along that relationship, the way Arnold would hint.) and also the fact that Arnold Mayes had a slight resemblance of Andrew and Aaron with his blond hair and attachment to wearing black. He was quite a bit taller though, close enough to Kevin’s irritating height.
Andrew discovered first, his class partner, and immediately in the middle of Arnold introducing himself pulled out his phone, opened the rarely used snapchat app that Renee had coaxed him into downloading and took a picture of the still talking Arnold to send to Aaron.
Both despised Arnold. There was an unsettling way about how he liked leaning closer to Neil, in Andrew’s opinion, and he refused to figure out that Andrew and Aaron were not the same person. They were also highly biased against his basic existence.
Neil came home one day to finding Andrew sitting at his work desk looking proud and was informed that he wouldn’t have to meet Arnold the following the day since he did his work for him. He threw a handful of printed papers at Neil that landed in a flutter.
“That was unnecessary.” Neil informed him as he looked at the pages explaining how stupid the project was. “Pretty sure my assignment wasn’t drawing a picture of Arnold choking on-what are those? His shoes?”
“Yes.” Andrew said smugly.
“How exactly are you going to kill him? He’s taller than both of you combined.” Kevin asked post practise when Aaron mentioned the partner.
“Break his knee caps.” Andrew stated smugly when Aaron said at the same time, “Tackle the piece of shit.”
Kevin looked alarmed.
Aaron came home from a late practise to find Neil and Arnold sitting at the kitchen table together, the space in between them somehow shrinking as Arnold slid his chair a few inches closer each time. Neil was close to tilting out of his chair in his efforts in subtle avoidance, jabbing aggressively at a flow chart.
He yanked a chair out from the other side of the table and shoved it in between the two, plopping down stubbornly. “This looks stupid. Did you design this chart, Arnold? This is such a stupid chart.”
Eventually Arnold Mayes went away after the project was completed (this was ensured by Andrew grabbing him in a dark alley and holding a knife to his throat) but the general hatred for possible Arnold Minyards remained an essential element to their conversation. They would comb through twitter, facebook and instagram for all users with that name and block them. One reporter was banned from attended press conferences because his name was Arnold and blond hair was a major red flag for the two (the reason was never really decided well but at the time it slid by surprisingly well until three years later Allison stated in an interview about them still bonding over hypothetical triplet status.)
It got to the point they would send each other Christmas cards out of sheer spite, rather send one to each other than an Arnold. (”You know Arnold isn’t real?” Neil asked one day as Andrew was focused on picking out a suitable card.
“You know that bitch might have a manson?” Andrew retorted, picking one with a cat on the front.)
Prompts: 50. “I don’t think you’re ever too old for
trick-or-treating.” And 51. “We’re dressing up for Halloween this year and
that’s final.” With Jonathan Byers.
Pairing: Jonathan Byers x Reader
Warnings: Slight spoilers for episode 2 of season 2.
Word count: 1490
A/N: I’m feeling Halloweeny and just binged five episodes of
the new Stranger Things season and got serious Jonathan feels so here is a
Halloween imagine. I will probably do a part 2 of the morning after . Requests
are open!!! Especially for Stranger Things. I will also do a few characters
from IT if you want.
It was no secret that Y/N loved Halloween. Every year she
would dress up and this year was going to be no exception; even if Jonathan had
other ideas. The pair had been inseparable ever since Will had disappeared and
Y/N had almost been taken by the creature as well. When her best friend Nancy
said she saw it too they had tried to figure it out. Jonathan had gotten
involved somewhere along the way and the rest was history.
“We’re dressing up for Halloween this year and that’s
final.” Y/N said sternly from her position on the Byers sofa as Jonathan was
sat on the floor trying to organise his recent photos.
“I don’t understand why? It’s not like we are doing anything
other than chaperoning Will.” Jonathan replied, looking up briefly to the girl
who was sprawled on his sofa with her science homework. “There’s no point. Plus,
we are a little too old for trick or treating.”
Y/N shot him a pointed look. “I don’t think you’re ever too
old for trick-or-treating. Please Jon. Pretty please.” She battered her
eyelashes and bit her lip at him and Jonathan thought he was going to have a
“F-Fine. I suppose
but I’m picking the costumes.” Jonathan agreed. She screamed in delight and
attack hugged him. God, she was going to be the death of him.
“So, you hit T to zoom in, and W zooms back out.” Bob, who
was dressed as Dracula, told Jonathan as he taught the teen to use the video
camera. Jonathan was dressed as Ash and Y/N was dressed as Linda from Evil Dead.
Both of them loved the film and so Y/N was ecstatic at Jonathan’s choice. “See?
Easy peesy. Just make sure you turn off the power to save energy. There.” Bob
pointed to the powers button.
Jonathan swung round and focused the camera on Y/N. “What do
She laughed. “I don’t think the camera goes with your
costume.” He joined her laughing and turned the camera off and threw a casual
arm over her shoulders. A friendly gesture but it made her blush slightly.
“Are you ready, Bud?” Jonathan questioned Will.
“Yeah.” Will replied with a big smile.
“Be safe!” Joyce called the trio as they walked out the
“We will.” Y/N called back with a smile. Joyce was really
happy when Y/N had started hanging out with Jonathan. She believed the girl was
exactly what he needed.
“I hope it doesn’t suck.” Bob said in an imitation of
The trio smiled as they got into the car; Jonathan driving,
Y/N shotgun and Will in the back.
“I just don’t get what she sees in him.” Jonathan said
snapping both Will and Y/N out of their own worlds.
“What?” They both said in unison.
“Bob” Jonathan drew out each letter.
“At least he doesn’t treat me different.” Will muttered. “I
mean I can’t even go trick or treating by myself. It’s lame.”
“What you think we’re lame?” Jonathan asked with a slight
“No. But… It’s not like Nancy’s coming to watch over Mike,
Jonathan and Y/N shared a look as they pulled up outside the
Wheeler’s. Will’s friends were walking towards them. Y/N nodded to Jonathan.
“Hey, listen.” Jonathan turned around to look at Will as
Will pulled on his proton pack.
“Yeah.” Will queried pausing his progress.
“If, we let you go on your own, do you promise to stay in
the neighbourhood.” Jonathan said.
The smile on Will’s face grew. “Yeah! Yeah totally.”
“And be back at Mike’s by 9:00.”
“9:30?” Will tried.
“9:00.” Jonathan emphasised.
“Deal.” Jonathan held out his hand and will shook it.
“Deal.” Will said getting out of the car.
“All right.” Jonathan said as Y/N rolled down the window and
passed Will the camera. “Hey, Will. Don’t let any of your spazzy friends use
that, all right?”
Yeah, bye.” Will said before running over to his friends.
“Sorry I just ruined your night.” Jonathan muttered looking
up at the girl next to him.
“You didn’t. But I suppose we could go to this.” Y/N handed
him an orange flyer that said ‘˜Tina’s Halloween Bash’. “Nancy’s been trying to
get me to go. You wanna check it out?”
“Yeah sure.” He smiled before setting off driving. Y/N
pulled out her Halloween mixtape the pair had been listening to on the way to
school and put it in the car. Jonathan looked across at her and smiled.
They pulled up to the house just as a guy in a floral bed
sheet toga was throwing up the content of his stomach. Jonathan glanced at Y/N
with uncertainty. She just laughed and hopped out of the car. He got out as
well and she grabbed his hand and pulled him inside. He blushed furiously as
they walked into the crowded house. Several times she had to step backwards because
of someone and Jonathan had to put an arm around her waist as she hit his chest
to stop them both falling.
This caused her to blush as well as him and she quickly made
a beeline for Nancy and Steve who were dressed as Lana and Joel from Risky Business.
Nancy, who was pretty drunk, quickly dragged Y/n to the punch bowl as Steve and
Jonathan stood awkwardly.
“Plucked up the courage to ask Y/N out yet?” Steve asked. He
was only slightly intoxicated compared to Nancy.
“She’d never say yes.” Jonathan looked at his shoes.
“You don’t know that until you try.” Steve said wiggling his
It was getting close to time to leave and get Will but Jonathan
was having a hard time trying to locate Y/N. He had looked pretty much
everywhere and was close to giving up when she pretty much fell on him.
“Why, hello there, sweet cheeks.” She slurred and pinched
“What have you had to drink?” Jonathan asked, dumbfounded,
as he slipped an arm around her waist to keep her upright.
“Some punch. It was very strong.” She giggled as Jonathan
led her back to his car.
He was suddenly glad she had agreed to stay at his house; he
didn’t want to explain this to her parents. “Okay, let’s go get Will.” He said
as he buckled her into the car and then got in himself.
Will was waiting outside the Wheeler’s with Mike as Jonathan
pulled up. Will said goodbye and climbed in the back.
“Hey.” He said.
“Hey, ghost fighter.” Y/N said before giggling again.
Will stared at Jonathan in shock. “What happened?”
“We went to a party.” Jonathan explained as he set off.
“The punch was good. We should have brought some for Will.” Y/N exclaimed, her hand landing on Jonathan.s arm.
“I don’t think that would have been a good idea.” Jonathan
muttered as Will laughed.
They pulled up in the Byers driveway and Y/N had pretty much
“How exactly are you going to explain this one to mom?” Will
asked with a laugh.
“Hopefully, if she stays asleep, I won’t have to.” Jonathan
replied as he got out and walked around to Y/N’s side. He slipped one arm under
her legs and another under her back; even while half asleep she wrapped an arm
around his shoulders and buried her face in the crook of his neck. He picked
her up and Will shut the car door. They walked up to the front door and Will
held it open.
“Hey, how’d it go?” Joyce said rather loudly.
Both the boys immediately shushed her and she noticed Y/N
asleep in Jonathan’s arms.
“Fine, but I think it wore Y/N out.” Jonathan said quietly with a chuckle. “I’m
going to put her to bed.”
Jonathan walked into his room as Will showed Joyce and Bob
his haul. He laid her down on the bed and the pulled her shoes and jacket off.
He pulled the covers over her and went to walk out but she caught his hand and
pulled him into the bed with her.
“Stay.” She mumbled.
“Okay.” Jonathan whispered and kicked his shoes off and
pulled his jacket off.
“Night, Jon. I love you.” She muttered in a slight slur and Jonathan nearly
choked on air.
“What?” He asked, his voice shaking violently. But she was