your hear that ed

Not interested (Jerome x Reader)

Originally posted by jeromevaleskasface

Part 1

A/N: There will be just one more part of this story.

Summary: Reader is Ed’s younger sister. She met Jerome while working for GCPD.


˝Y/N, Y/N! Wake up! ˝ Your brother Ed yelled coming into your room. After hearing his voice, you covered your ears with your pillow. You hated when somebody would wake you up during the night. The traffic outside was loud and you heard sirens in the distance.

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I hope you remember me
I hope you remember staring at my brown eyes whenever you drink your morning coffee 
I hope you remember me when you hear a Ed Sheeran song on the radio
I hope you remember my awful voice singing that particular song
And when it rains,
I hope you remember me
I hope you remember my clumsiness 
and I hope you laugh if you do
I hope you remember my laugh,
and I hope you cry if you do
I know you tend to forget things a lot,
but will you please remember me?

anonymous asked:

99

99. list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them:

- new york by ed sheeran
- the (shipped) gold standard by fall out boy
- empty by pvris
- weightless by all time low
- neptune by sleeping at last
- history by this wild life
- addict with a pen by twentyonepilots
- leave you in the dark by state champs

i’m sure there are many many more but i’m just gonna leave it at that for now!!

I was tagged by @darthvadeer and @buckky​. Thanks <33

Rules: Put your music library on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 people.

  • when we were young by adele
  • break your hear right back by ariana grande
  • where we land by ed sheeran
  • cadillac song by ariana grande
  • something in the way you move by ellie goulding
  • athair ar neamh by enya
  • suffer by charlie puth
  • go all the way by raspberries
  • start a fire by la la land soundtrack
  • didn’t know you by karmin

I tag: @tinagoldtsein@stexvebucky@daenerysn@defendors@hlalsey@mcavoy@ehmastones@blanchctt@numenor and @luthien-tinuviel

Imagine Ed missing you when he’s on tour,

It’s 3am where he is and his shaking fingers press your familiar name on “recent calls” list and all of a sudden it’s ringing and you answer sleepily, Ed completely forgetting the time difference,”Ed? Are you okay?” you ask, rubbing sleep from your eyes and all you hear is his shaky breathing, like he’s hurt or in some kind of trouble, causing you to sit up in a slight panic. He wouldn’t call you if it wasn’t important, “Ed, what is it? what do you need?” to him, it’s so hard to articulate that the only thing he needs is you, to calm him down, to keep him grounded. he just wants to feel your skin beneath his fingertips and press his nose into the spot where your neck meets your shoulder, “Sorry, I just wanted to hear your voice,” he finally says. Oh Ed. So you indulge him, because it’s early in the morning where you are, and because he sounds like he’s about to come apart at any second, and nothing makes your heart sink more than the sounds of him missing you. So you tell him you’d never ask him to give up his dreams for you, and you remind him of how big of an opportunity this is for him, and when he’s just about to hang up the phone to finally get some sleep, he tells you just how important you are to him. 

'wildlife' songs for the signs - la dispute
  • aries: edward benz, 27 times // I carry your image, your grandfather’s coffin. and Ed, if you hear me, I think of you often. that’s all I can offer, that’s all that I know how to give.
  • taurus: you and I in unison // but if I still hear you singing in every city I meet. after I blur it all out, our every memory, if you never fade with the days, your shape still haunting me then, should I not just sing along?
  • gemini: harder harmonies // And when you sing the wrong thing it all starts collapsing. starts to ring out and feedback, starts lapsing and crashing, on notes that don’t clash, but that never quite feel like they match. and I never quite feel like mine match.
  • cancer: edit your hometown // and now my friends have all left. or it’s been me gone all along. I guess we all part one day and drop like leaves into the breeze. and ain’t it wild? ain’t it bitter? (didn’t it carry you from me?)
  • leo: a poem // see, lately I’ve hated me for over-playing pain. for always pointing fingers out at everyone but who in fact is guilty and for picking at my scabs, like they could never break but they can and they will
  • virgo: a letter // I’ve never spent a lot on finding a remedy. I guess I figured that it hurt for a reason. I guess that’s why I’ve always turned to writing it down. not just in stories, but the letters in between. and I guess that’s why it haunts the pages of everything - to self-examine.
  • libra: the most beautiful bitter fruit // after sundown, before sleeping, I am the worst of me. I am a mess of these old themes and the murmur of half-dreams whisper seductively and stage scenes.
  • scorpio: I see everything // no, I will never forget you, now six or seven years later I’m devoid of all faith. I am empty of comfort and I am weary of waiting, though I’ve felt nowhere what you have, I see nothing at all. though I’ve felt nowhere what he did, my eyes are closed.
  • sagittarius: a broken jar // I know I knocked the table over because I watched the jar break, and I’ve been trying to repair it every single stupid day, but won’t the cracks still show no matter how well it’s assembled? can I ever just decide to let it die and let you go?
  • capricorn: king park // I want to know what the colour of the blood was spilling out from the tarp onto the concrete. I want to write it all down so I can always remember. if you could see it up close how could you ever forget how senseless death, how precious life. I want to be there when the bullet hit.
  • aquarius: safer in the forest/love song for poor michigan // last snowfall left splinters and some winters never end; neither wane nor wear. and sunshine is like lovers and some summers just pretend; only warm the air. it’s that I’m tired of the feeling here.
  • pisces: st paul missionary baptist church blues // made me wonder if there’s anyone like that for you and me, and anybody else who broke and lost hope.
Gotham tonight
  • Ed: *defends serial killers*
  • Me: yes. EXACTLY!
  • Ed: * electrocutes Jim*
  • Me: aw sweet little Eddie. It's nice to hear your laugh
  • Ed: *freaking shoots Jim in the leg and confesses to have murdered Kringle*
  • Me: awwww what an angel
  • Ed: * digs up Kringle in the freaking woods and almost shoots Jim's brains out*
  • Me: oh no! Sweet little cabbage fell in the snow. I hope he's alright
  • Ed: *IS SENT TO ARKHAM*
  • me: don't hurt my sweet precious riddle babe
Ed Sheeran tells Capital FM to expect a new song this summer
  • Ed: It's weird for me to be able to be on the fifth single of an album that has done as well as this and people to be still interested. Um, I am going away after this. Well, I say I'm going away. I'm not releasing another single from this album, but there will be another song that comes out over the summer, yeah. With someone else.
  • Kevin Hughes: Oh, there's a collaboration coming out?
  • Ed: Yeah.
  • Kevin Hughes: Are you allowed to elaborate on that, or...?
  • Ed: Uh, I don't know yet. I think -- I've collaborated with them before --
  • Kevin Hughes: That's exciting. So we'll hear your vocal on a big tune again.
  • Ed: I hope so, I hope so. I... yeah. We'll see.