#that seems very cheap for a merch shirt too

[venacoeurva]

Oh they’re really into making people think this is a good idea and it will actually do something, huh (no surprise a thing started by and supported and boosted starting in bigoted spheres is being supported by staff, lol. Lmao. Who’s surprised) and by lifting users’ ideas/posts for merch again instead of coming up with something, no less.

Good lord, and we need to take the term hellsite away from them, they’re way too comfortable with it too

#vena vents #not art #that seems very cheap for a merch shirt too #do not expect quality at their prices #apparently other merch is shoddy #also the op of the idea and early supporters of the crab thing are people who don’t like it when minorities exist and have autonomy #also claiming that throwing a ton of money at a business model that is notorious for losing money is generally not going to work #or implying ig #but of course they won’t tell you that they can get money out of people #who don’t think too hard about it and get swept up in the energy

[electromignion]

Bridgewater doodly doodles part 2: Vipin & Olivia 🫶

I’m really going back to traditional doodles so I thought as I already Jeremy, I could do Olivia and Vipin!! I love them way too much jdjdjd

As usual, headcanons/explanations after the read more!!

Headcanons time: Vipin and Olivia have matching couple necklaces (hence Vipin having the letter “O” and Olivia having the letter “V” I found the idea super romantic and it went well with the little hearts charms representing their love for each other <3) kudos to all the Vivia/Vipia/and so on and so forth (they definitely should have an official ship name)! <3

Vipin has a matching smiley badge with Jeremy who can be seen here, Vipin has made them himself (he bought a badge maker and planned to use it a lot) and to me Vipin likes smiley faces; I thought about it since that fanart because Vipin has as his avatar a smiley face (it’s a very small detail on Jeremy’s phone and it happened twice in my fanarts here and here)

Vipin also has an UFO pin because he probably found it cool and cheap, if the drawing was in colour it would sparkly; and there’s an alien inside the ship! (Very Fox Mulder core as well), and he has an owl badge… because it’s an owl, I don’t have more explanations about it rather than Jeremy wondering why Vipin bought it and Vipin would shrug saying “Well… I prefer self-deprecation sometimes, Jeremy”

He also has a Bridgewater State University t-shirt which is a real existing one (you would be surprised at the AMOUNT of BSU merch existing, it’s incredible)

And to finish, I know it can’t be seen very well but Olivia has earrings/piercings at the ear, I feel like she would be the kind to have some, I see Olivia as somebody a bit rebellious in the soul so yeah (it’s 5am I’m sorry my explanations are wonky and English isn’t my first language 😩😩💔)

+ Olivia has a strand of hair which seems lighter than the rest of her hair because I headcanon her as having some dyed hair!! (Like her purple strand of hair in this fanart)

Also I’m sorry for the quality, the paper of my sketchbook is extremely bad because it’s super cheap; so it makes little paper fibre which end up clinging to the lead of my fineliner pen (it’s a 0.1mm) so it gets coloured in black so it gets ink where it shouldn’t and it gets slightly worse as the paper absorbs the ink way too much as well so small details get lost a bit sadly 😩 (and good paper is way too expensive for now krjfjfjf so y’all have to bear with my crappy paper)

And I’ll never say this enough but thank you so much y’all for your continual support; it means SO SO SO much to me, SO much, and yet I’m so bad at this app that I still am not able to answer to y’all when you reblog my stuff, but please know that you always make my day and soothe my heart and make me want to keep going; so lots of love, thank you 💜💜💜

#Bridgewater podcast fanart #bridgewater podcast #vipin khurana fanart #olivia hoskins fanart #bridgewater #bridgies #doodle #vipin khurana #olivia hoskins #traditional doodle #fanart #bridgewater headcanon #bridgewaterpodcast #continuation of my bridgewater headcanons #brainrot is brainrotting #drawing #i love them so much

[awesomegirlystuff]

Beavis and Butthead Landmarks in Vegas

Many of the places in Las Vegas shown in Beavis and Butthead Do America are no longer there, such as Stardust Lounge and Aladdin’s. But many still are. Here are some of the landmarks that I saw, that you could still see too!

Cleopatra Statue

The Cleopatra statue was featured more prominently in the movie than any of the other landmarks. But it can be quite hard to find if you don’t know where to look. This scene takes place as Caesars Palace, but this is easy to miss if you aren’t familiar with the hotel since the sign is never shown.

This landmark is also not very well known. The staff members I asked, even showing them a photo I found off google, said they had never even seen it before. Likely, they walked right passed it as it’s easy to miss.

To find the statue, go to the main entrance of the hotel, near the buffet and right across from the gift shop (the one that sells the Caesars Palace merch). Down the first hallway you see, it’s just a few steps in. There’s a sign that says “Cleopatra’s Barge” with an arrow. 

Treasure Island

One of the first places Beavis and Butthead drive passed is the Treasure Island casino. This is a really cool pirate themed casino. The architecture inside is really beautiful. 

In the movie you see a pirate ship outside the hotel. There are actually two!

They used to do shows where the two ships battle, and the smaller one would sink. Sadly, they stopped doing pirate shows in 2018, due to new owners wanting the casino to have a more “sophisticated” atmosphere. Like, it’s a pirate themed casino, you bitch! They also replaced the famous skull sign with this really lame one;

You can still see the original giant fibreglass skull at the neon museum. I didn’t though because the whole thing, nicknamed the “neon graveyard”, just seemed really depressing to me. 

Circus Circus

They also drive passed the iconic, Circus Circus! This was once Vegas’ most profitable hotel, known as “Vegas’ babysitter”, because kids would be dropped off there all day.

This circus themed casino and hotel featured a full midway with carnival games, free circus acts, clown shows, trapeze shows and carnival food. Apparently they still do these shows, but none were going on when I was there.

It’s way bigger than it looks in the movie, and is not located on the main strip (the movie kind of turns Las Vegas Blvd. and Fremont Street into one street)

There’s also the Adventuredome, which is an amusement park with rides. It closes at 6:30 on weekdays though, which is lame. What else is lame is that their gift shop doesn’t sell a single T-shirt with their iconic logo on it.

The Golden Nugget

One of the oldest hotel’s in Vegas. It’s right on Fremont Street on the old strip. This is actually the hotel I stayed in.

It’s a nice hotel, but it’s not that cool. It’s pretty cheap though. And if you like gambling, they do actually have live dealers for blackjack, roulette, craps etc. (hehehe craps....)

Cleopatra Ship and the Dance Floor 

This used to be right behind the statue, but as you can see from my picture above, this area was blocked off by glass and a curtain. The door however, was unlocked, and you can still see the ship and this dance floor if you really want to. It was open not long ago, and maybe I just went at a bad time or during some construction. Maybe you’ll get luckier than me and get to see this iconic dance floor.

Here’s what it used to look like. 

Four Queens and Las Vegas Vic

These locations aren’t right next to each other like in the movie, but they are pretty close. They’re both on Fremont Street. 

Las Vegas Vic is probably the most famous neon sign in Vegas, he has been in more movies than I even know. He used to be outside the Pioneer Club, which no longer exists. He also used to light up (duh), and talk. He doesn’t anymore, but I’m glad they kept this iconic sign.

Fremont Hotel and Vegas Vicky

Fremont Hotel is, obviously, on Fremont street. Vegas Vicky was taken down from her original spot a few years ago, but you can still see her in the front lobby of the Circa hotel. On Fremont, right across from the Golden Nugget.

Binion’s Horseshoe

Now, it’s just called Binion’s. It’s on Fremont, across from the Golden Nugget.

They have some cool historical photos on the walls, and a really good greasy spoon diner. 

And that is pretty much the places featured in the movie you can still see. Beside’s Hara’s, which I saw, but didn’t go in, and the Sphinx, which is at the Luxor. But I never managed to make it to the Luxor (or Excalibur, because getting around on the new strip takes insanely long)

#beavis and butthead #las vegas

[vetoing-clocks]

Notes on the “Cherry bomb” fic series

Stuff that I might want to remember or which might be interesting to readers.

The “Cherry bomb” series is a bunch of “SK8 the Infinity” fics about Cherry’s fangirls. It’s mostly an excuse to explore stuff from canon that I wanted to think more about, poke fun at some stuff, and inflict my silly thoughts from when I watched the show on even more people than the three friends that read my liveblog.

The series title:

From the The Runaways’ song. Half because, well, this is about Cherry’s fanclub, so I found it funny. The other half is the song itself, because part of this series’ premise is that these girls aren’t what they seem. They’re all complex and wild in their own way (come on, they’re regularly hanging out at an illegal race where everything goes), and they go to S to be something different from what they are in their daily lives.

The fic titles:

I looked at FOB’s “I Slept With Someone In  Fall Out Boy And All I Got Was This Stupid Song Written About Me” and vowed that every fic title would be taken from it.

Why that song? Because its title brings to mind fangirls. But the lyrics themselves are sad, angry, hurt... and I liked that too, a song with an odd title that says a lot.

The girls’ names:

When I first thought of this series, it wasn’t going to be a series. It was going to be a 5 + 1 about how Cherry’s fanclub is perpetually broke because financing the matching outfits isn’t cheap. One scene was going to be about them making a doujinshi and accidentally becoming very popular.

You know what famous mangaka started as a doujin circle? Clamp. So, in honor of that, I named all the girls after Clamp characters (Utako from “Man of Many Faces”, Yumi from “Chobits”, Fuu from “Magic Knight Rayearth”, Kotori from “X/1999″ and Misaki from “Angelic Layer”). Miyuki, from Joe’s fanclub, is named after the protagonist of “Miyuki-chan in Wonderland”.

The girls’ last names (except Misaki’s) haven’t come up in the story, but they’re all from former Clamp members.

As for Kudo? Her family name is from a “Wish” character.

Misaki’s wardrobe:

I thought it’d be funny to make one of these girls dress exclusively in Avril Lavigne merch (because of “sk8ter boi”) and, since Misaki was the first one to be described in casual clothes and the one that appears the most outside of S in the fics, she became the Avril Lavigne fan.

I took some liberties re: what type of top it was, though. I made some hoodies into t-shirts, t-shirts into tank tops, etc. I only cared for the designs.

“Safe place”:

“Some secrets”:

#fic: Things I said in the liveblog #image heavy

[talkurtalk]

Okay I definitely don’t mean to be mean or anything, but it’s official with the new Midnights merch… Tay’s newer merch is Disappointing.

The merch from like Red (TV) onwards has been seriously lacking. The Evermore drop is like the only exception since Fearless (TV) that i feel like has had overall good merch designs and even some of those feel a little… cheap? To me?

Like obv quality of products has been lacking since Reputation we all know this, but like quality of design is what I’m talking about here.

The Fearless (TV) merch was super cute i feel like! The way that pictures & lyrics & Taylor’s name/brand were placed felt really purposefully stylistic, and i absolutely adore all of the pieces i remember seeing. I was only able to buy the one shirt & it’s easily one of my favorite TS merch pieces.

I feel like the designs captured the unique vibe/soul of Fearless and still brought a new design look vs the OG Fearless stuff that feels fresh and cool!

If we were going to be stuck with basically just variants on the same merch designs forever after i would’ve preferred if they could’ve been more like those ones instead of just… tee or sweater with just Taylor’s name and/or the album cover? For $45-90 a pop?

Occasionally a simple drawing of Taylor and her name on it? Also for $50+? It just doesn’t seem worth it to me when I can find a bootleg design that basically looks the same (or better) for <$40, I’m not really willing to buy clothes I don’t like just to “support” a multi-millionaire & her very successful record label.

Like idk man I’m trying not to judge this Midnights merch too hard because it is pre-release merch which for Tay is always lacking compared to post-release stuff, but the majority of stuff that’s been released over 2021-22 does not have my hopes up that high.

Which is a huge bummer for me because I’m so excited for the Midnights concept based on the snippets we have so far!! And i have some Taylor merch from eras past that are just golden from a design standpoint I think, and it just makes it more disappointing to look at my Speak Now & Reputation merch vs the newer stuff.

(I could go into some serious detail about my Swift Merch Opinions, but i should definitely be sleeping and this is already like a mini essay, so I’ll just leave it at: ugh, that’s disappointing. And say goodnight.)

#taylor swift #ts #i actually would like to hear some of y’all’s opinions on this #like #am i alone in this?? #or is the newer merch- as the Kids Might Say- mid?

[screenshotsofsteven]

What’s funny about Steven always wearing the same outfit is that it isn’t like the gems never bought him other clothes, at some point he had various other things to wear and just didn’t. And it’s not like he never changes what his outfit is, he just doesn’t change it very often. The times he wears something else temporarily is mainly just when it’s required by the weather, or when he’s dressing up for some specific activity or role that he feels he needs more of a ‘costume’ for. Even then, he only wears the same few outfits for relevant weather situations, and the activity based clothes are pretty rare. The only notable exception to this is his pajamas, but we’ll get back to that later.

There’s no explanation given for this in the show, and the reason for it is almost certainly the same as the reason most cartoon characters wear the same outfit all the time, but the fact that the series does indirectly lampshade this by showing us he just has a bunch of copies of the exact same shirt and pants, and the fact that other characters are shown changing clothes occasionally or even regularly (or they have an excuse like usually being seen at work), means I’m gonna over-analyze it anyways because I can.

So, is this due to him being used to living with gems and he just imitates them? Well, in the extended intro he’s shown wearing the same shirt as a toddler, when he was still living with Greg, so I don’t think that’s the case. And interestingly, while I’m sure some people might be thinking “well Greg always wore the same clothes too”, what you might not remember, is that in the first season at least Greg is shown wearing a slightly different outfit from the last one he wore in the first several episodes he’s in, so it’s established pretty early on that he doesn’t just have one outfit all the time. He doesn’t change his shirt, but he does change between sweat pants, ripped shorts, and regular shorts. Plus we see his wardrobe that he keeps with him in his van and it’s pretty eclectic, so all signs point to Greg not being the kind of guy who wears the exact same clothes every single day, even if he has a type of outfit he defaults to most of the time.

Is it because Greg couldn’t afford other clothes and just relied on his old merch to provide clothes for Steven? Well I don’t think that’s the case either, because Greg could afford to provide the gems and Steven with enough money to get a few luxuries like video games, toys, etc, so I’m sure he could afford to go to a thrift store or the SU equivalent of walmart to get stuff cheap. And even if that wasn’t the case, he had a whole-ass storage shed full of stuff including a bunch of clothes, and since the shirt he gave Steven didn’t fit to start with, it apparently wasn’t a big deal if the clothes were too big. So Greg could have just given Steven a bunch of hand-me-downs. Also, the fact that Steven later wears different colour versions of the shirt, and we’ve seen that Greg owned merch with other colours or designs in the past, means that even if merch was the only option, Steven still could have at least worn different colours from day to day if he wanted. Which means that it seems like it doesn’t just stem from his living situation.

Which leads to my final question: is it a conscious choice, or is it unconscious? It could be that even from a young age, and before he moved in, Steven wanted to be like the gems and thus started copying them by always wearing the same stuff for long periods of time. But Steven has always shown equal interest in gem stuff and human stuff, and there are a lot of lifestyle aspects where he doesn’t imitate the gems and that doesn’t seem to bother him. He actually often invites them to engage with him in more human activities. So, I’m not so sure this is the case. But for gems, choosing their form naturally involves looking a specific way for an extended time period. Not putting in any thought into their choice and trying to change it on a whim would require poofing themselves regularly, and it’s shown having negative consequences when it happens, even potentially making the gem less stable. They’re predisposed to making a semi-permanent commitment to how they’re going to look for a while. So it’s possible that Steven instinctively does the same thing, putting a lot of thought into what he wears, and then committing to that choice for a long period of time, because that’s what feels natural. And it could tie back in to what I said about the only exception being his pajamas, which change regularly. Pajamas are something you wear while sleeping, and gems don’t naturally sleep. Steven might have more human instincts related to that sort of thing, which may be why he doesn’t feel compelled to have a specific outfit for that aspect of his life like he does almost everywhere else.

Anyways obviously this is only speculation, but thanks for coming to my TED talk.

#Steven Universe #Steven Universe Future #meta #why yes I can and will talk at length about something as mundane as Steven's fashion choices #I don’t think that it being instinctual would mean he wouldn’t ever be fashion inclined or get a more varied wardrobe #and I do enjoy thinking about and seeing fanart of Steven dressing up in different outfits #but I also think it's an interesting idea that some of his behaviours are inherited instincts from his different halves #since hybrids often experience mixed traits and instincts from their parent species in real life #of course it's also entirely possible that Steven is just Like That(TM) and it has nothing to do with being a hybrid #this is just me musing on the subject for fun #any and all headcanons about this sort of thing are valid

[balkanballad]

esc 2021 fashion review. category: introduction and 🥀

hello and welcome to my review of this year’s fashion from the eurovision song contest. I decided to put them into 4 categories:

🥀

everything that sparkles isn’t necessarily a great outfit

either basic or interesting

and 💐

and today I am starting with 🥀 which is the category with most of my least favourite outfits, so let’s take a look:

San Marino

the whole look in the beginning with the mask just left me wondering why? also, the dancers are probably wearing my least favourite look(s) in the whole performance and also probably out of all the looks we have seen this esc year, that is why I am starting this category of least favourite looks with San Marino. Senhit’s lace, feathers and leather combination is sadly also not a preferred combination of mine. I love the concept of a jumpsuit, like the one she is wearing, but I think it could have been done so much better, maybe even with colours and with less weird masks for the dancers. and yes, I am a bit disappointed that Flo Rida didn’t come in the EUR OPE outfit from the music video. I was really hoping to see that shirt again, sigh.

Croatia

I’ve never actually seen “Starlight Express”, but this reminds me of those tv ads for it. messy seems to be the theme for this category and not usually something I am a fan of when it comes to fashion on the stage. it’s too much and a lot of it also looks very cheap and, yes, messy. I think the saddest part is that I don’t think it would have been hard to find something for the whole team that doesn’t make them look like this but actually good. even if they wanted to go with this superhero theme, there would have been a lot of cooler options.

Germany

the problem here is not only that I don’t love the messy concept but also how confusing it is. it is, for example, ironic how he’s wearing that annoying necklace (the necklace literally says the word annoying. is he bullying himself? or is he proud of that?). it’s simply hard to tell, imo, whether this is really a deep-ish message or satire and the hand in the high knee socks does not help with that. his suit, or whole look actually, reminds me a bit of Milan Stanković and that is also not a compliment (my comment on Milan’s look can be found here, btw). I don’t think there is anything I like about the fashion here and I don’t see a sense or coherency in these looks.

Norway

too much. another title that I could have chosen for this category. I don’t mind a nice angel theme and I don’t even mind the glasses here, but with the glitter everywhere, the name on the headband, the massive wings and the jewellery, it’s too much for me and, as I could already start saying here, but I will mention it in the next category as well, not everything has to sparkle. in my BDA rating I also mentioned this look because he won the award this year.

Serbia

it looks cheap to me. the fishnet stuff with the shiny high boots, the messy dresses/bodysuit(?) with glitter and balls and random rips simply doesn’t do it for me. I mean it fits the theme of a ‘hurricane’ hitting and you simply have to throw stuff on and run through that hurricane and it happened to somehow be enough for the black and white theme for all three of them. bonus points for making a theme there, but I still don’t like any of these looks and I can’t even tell you which is my least favourite.

Italy

this made me think of Greece 2003 a bit mixed with the Twilight aesthetic Volturi style and maybe if I was still in that phase, I could appreciate it more, but like this the looks don’t do much for me personally. why are they wearing no shirts? but a tie? it makes not much sense to me and it’s a bit too, yes that word again, messy, but that’s alright because I am obviously not the target audience for this and it was loved by many obviously.

Iceland

I know it’s their deal and I think it’s not only cute how they wear their faces on the shirts, but it also makes cool fan merch stuff for anyone who likes them, which I have to say is a great idea. it still reminds me of pyjamas and I do not think the added patches on the arms or the yellow lines were necessary at all. I also can’t decide whether instead of those added details, it would have been better to make the whole outfit in that green colour like we have seen them do it before. if pyjama, then full pyjama.

UK

I don’t think this was the best choice of a jacket for him, especially not while also dancing around a lot. I’m not a massive fan of the zippers and even less a fan of the huge necklace and the rings. I think those give a strange image all together and this image also doesn’t really fit him. I don’t mind the dancers’ outfits, I think those are okay, I just wish they had a bit more of a theme with the dancers’ and James’ outfit because like this, together, they look not that terrible but a bit random to me.

Czech Republic

Benny :/ in my red turquoise carpet favourites I mentioned Benny as the coolest person of the evening, sadly the actual stage outfit was disappointing to me. I really wanted the carpet suit back when I saw this look. I guess the theme for the stage was sporty, and that can be done in a good way, but I don’t think this was the way. why was it gold and silver and red sparkly? I don’t hate glitter and sparkles, quite the opposite actually, but I don’t think they need to be forced into everything. not everything has to sparkle to be a good eurovision outfit! also, the dancers, just as with UK’s performance, had not that much of a connection to his outfit, except for maybe fitting the sporty theme a little bit better. I just wish there was more sense behind it. 

#j. talks #eurovision #i finally! did this and it was fun

[dystopiandilfs]

Rating MCYT merch based on my own opinions. This isn't including Youtooz because they're a hate crime.

Dream: I love the coins I think they're a good idea as they will last for years meaning that even when the phase is over you can still keep them as a nostalgic piece. I liked the Pride merch aswell it was simple yet not £80 white shirt with Nike logo. Tbh I don't like anything else but that's because I hate hats and I don't use water bottles. I like the hoodies because it's very on brand however I do wish they had more variety. I really love the milestone hoodies aswell I think they're cute 8/10. I will give him 12/10 because it's his own company and his material is locally sourced from small businesses.

Illumina: 100/10 Go look at his merch and you'll understand why. I love merch that doesn't look like merch but if you meet another fan they'll know what it is. It's very Illumina and you can tell he made it because he likes the design and not just for money you know a lot of time went into making it.

Tubbo: I love the details in Tubbo's merch and you know he had fun making it. Once again isn't distinguishable Minecrafter merch which just makes it more wearable. However I don't vibe with the ukulele. I love the idea but you know it's a purely aesthetic/décor item and not playable. Like you know it's going to be cheap compared to a proper ukulele which is fine if you don't mind. 9/10

George: I have many feelings about his merch. I don't like the copycat supreme design however it's much better than the weird fucking clout goggles design. I wish the pink hoodie was an actual opinion because it looked cute. I do like the GNF hoodie because it's a simple design yet not basic. 5/10

Sapnap: I love the oval Sapnap logo but I hate the flame logo apart from on the black items because it looks sexy on them. I miss the cute panda design but I accept that Sapnap wants to stick with his current branding. I'm still hoping for him to have a panda holding a flame logo on a pin or something. 7.5/10

Ranboo: I hate varsity jackets but the price seems good as long as the quality is good. I don't remember too much about any of his other merch but it clearly wasn't interesting enough to remember. 7/10

Punz: I loved the Bee merch and old merch in general. Whilst I don't like his new merch designs they do look super comfortable and good quality. 7.5/10

To add: BBH, Quackity, Karl, Skeppy, Ponk, Puffy, Boomer, Ant, Velvet and some requested ones

#dream smp #dreamsmp #dreamwastaken #georgenotfound #sapnap #ranboo #tubbo #punz

[taeyohonic]

Just a Taste – Chapter One

Summary: Being asked to take a blood test just to work at a merchandise booth should have been the first read flag for you. But you just gave them a sample of your blood in exchange for a very much needed paycheck and a summer job during BTS’ world tour. After the youngest member of the popular kpop band finds himself in a difficult situation, you come to realize that this wasn’t the last time you shed blood for your idols. or: You becomes the new donor for seven bloodthirsty idols, who seem to be way too interested in their new food source.

Pairing: OT7xfem!Reader

Genre: Fantasy, Smut, (Fluff)

Warnings: blood, they aren’t very nice to you...

Words: 2.7k

Chapters: Prologue, Chap. I, Chap. II, Chap. III, Chap. IV, Chap. V, Chap. VI, Chap. VII

“What do you mean ‘all the bags are gone’?”

Your supervisor does not look amused. The girl with an abnormal amount of glitter on her face does not look amused. Hell, even you don’t look amused. The stadium hasn’t even begun to let the fans in and your merch booth ran out of the official “speak yourself”-bag ten minutes ago.

This job is in the top three most gruesome things you had to do for money. But money was tight, and you didn’t want to survive another summer on ramen and cheap wine. The job ad was harmless at first glance. Just another sales job. But they promised good pay and international traveling, which was enough to let your eyes linger. There was no company mentioned, just a post box.

It shouldn’t have come as a surprise when BigHit responded to your application a week later. With Bangtan’s rising popularity and the massive size of their tour, extra staff had to be hired. Still, the ARMY in you couldn’t contain her excitement. This was a big deal for you. Touring with one of your favorite kpop bands, traveling to Japan and getting first dips on all the merchandise? This was a no brainer. Hell, you would have even paid them to tag along. So you dressed to impress when you attended the interview, keeping your giddiness locked behind a professional smile.

“You want what?”, you ask – disbelieve coloring your voice.

“A blood test”, the interviewer repeats nonchalantly without looking up from her questionnaire.

Was this normal procedure? You had only ever worked in your aunt’s bookstore during senior year of high school and at a fast food place all through undergrad. Neither asked for your freaking bloodline.

“What? Do you discriminate certain blood types?”, you say in mock humor. A laugh disguised as a cough rings through the room, as the cute guy in the back of the room tries to hide his amusement. His eyes are locked on your features.

“We just want to make sure all our employees are healthy. You’ll be travelling to a foreign country, working long hours.”, the woman in front of you replies, ignoring your bad attempt at a joke. She continues: “You don’t have to – of course.”

“But then I won’t be asked back for a second interview, am I right?”

The woman looks you in the eyes for the first time since entering the room. She doesn’t look as evil as she sounds. “No”

So, you guess you’ll leave with a bit less body fluid than you anticipated.

There wasn’t a second interview. The test results came with a pre-signed contract.

***

“What the fuck is up with this boy today?”, Joo-Won swears as his eyes are glued to the screen in front of you. Your shift is officially over. Most of the merchandise is packed up, all the sold-out item IDs are sent to the head quarter and you already got a notification that the next delivery will be arriving first thing tomorrow morning. Now you’re sitting together with some crew members, a half-finished soju bottle in your hand and an empty carton of take-out on your lap. The guy at your job interview turned out to be quite fun.

Joo-Won introduced himself during the briefing on your first day in Japan. He is responsible for the ARMY Bomb stands, which seems to be a very big deal around here. This is his third tour with Bangtan and he seems to know nearly every henchmen in this operation. So it came to no surprise when a stage assistant invited you both to watch the concert from one of the twelve monitors backstage. Of course, you didn’t look too out of place with your name badge and the Love Yourself-hoodie you may or may not have purchased with your employee discount.

The stage assistant, whose name you can’t remember, is fuzzing with screen number five as you take another sip of your afterwork drink. You stare not really focusing on anything. Just blank nothingness.

“You did see this as well, right _______?”, Joo-Won asks breathlessly.

You can only nod. The Fake Love performance just ended. And even though all seven idols were on fire, the youngest was just out of control.

“What did we just see?”, the boy continues.

“Rudeness”, you answer and empty the bottle with a hefty swing. You knew Jungkook would lift his shirt. You were prepared as you had seen their comeback stage more times than you’d be comfortable to admit. This was not news to you. But the aggression in his stare, how dark he growled his verses, the hard edges on his mouth, not even hinting a friendly smile, was making you uncomfortable.

Before your new friend can respond his headset beeped. Joo-Won answer, his eyes still on the screen.

“Yeah?” After a beat his eyes flash to you. You squirm uncomfortably in your seat.

“_________ is with me”, he says and you need a second to register your role in the conversation.

Joo-Won’s stare lingers on your face – a silent question in his eyes.

“Sure, sir. I’ll bring her to you right away.” Then he ends the call sifting, so your knees are brushing against one another.

“Care to explain, why Bangtan’s prime management wants to speak with you, _______?”, your friend asks, no judgement in his voice. What?

***

“So, I have to sign another NDA?”, you ask the manager in front of you, trying to swallow your nervousness. This is the Sejin, Bangtan’s right hand advisor. Every fan knows him from countless Bangtan Bombs and can easily recognize the fathering care in his work.

“This one… is more specific”, he explains and moves the stack of papers to you. You try to calm your excited fingers as you grab at the legal document, flipping through it.

“And it’s time sensitive”, Sejin adds and searches your eyes for attention. You give it to him.

“Time sensitive?” The papers abandoned on the table. “Is something wrong with the boys?”

There will come a time and place when you reflect on the choice of calling these men “the boys” as if they were your closest friends. But it’s not today. Today you just see a glint in his eyes.

“Yes, it’s Jungkookie”, Sejin starts and your memories flash to their concert an hour prior. How Joo-Won and you both discussed how beastly the youngest looked – how aggressive.

“Wh-what?”, you answer in question. The manager’s hands move on top of yours.

“He is ill and … you might be able to help him. We can’t transport him. And we are not sure he’ll survive an ambulance ride.”

Your brain blanks as you stand up in a swift move. This is simple: One of your most cherished idols is ill and his trustworthy manager tells you that you’ll be able to help. This is a no brainer.

“Take me to him”, you order, not even caring that Sejin’s words are not making any sense. How can a twenty-four-year-old college dropout help the golden maknae? What even is his illness?

Sejin’s smile should have been another red flag. “Slow down, _________”, he sooths and moves around the table so he is standing in front of you. “This is important. You have to sign the documents. You’ll have to transfuse blood to him.” He is handling you a pen. “There are health risks. This isn’t … the most optimal environment for a blood donation.”

Jungkook needs your blood – memories of your job interview come back.

You sign the contract, not even reading all the small-printed clauses on the pages. Before the ink is even dry, Sejin is moving you through a long corridor. His hand rests on your neck – squeezing reassuringly. A glimmer travels across your body and you try to ground yourself. Of course you are nervous. This is reasonable. You’ll donate blood to one of your favorite idols. Maybe you’ll see him, when he gets better. Hell, maybe he’ll even thank you in person! Meeting Bangtan is the closest form to aspiration you have at the moment.

“When is the nurse coming?”, you question the logistics as you move towards the farthest door labeled “BTS”.

“Which nurse?” You look at Sejin in surprise – if not a nurse, who’ll take your blood?

“Then a doctor?”, you ask and Sejin shakes his head, a humorless chuckle escaping him while you both come to a halt in front of the door.

“There is… no time I’m afraid”, he answers – with remorse in his voice. There is a sinking feeling in your stomach, some of the fog lifted. How the hell should you give Jungkook your blood if there is not even a transfusion station here?

Sejin knocks at the door, ignoring your thumbing heartbeat and opens the door, softly pushing you into the room. “I’ll explain everything; I promise.”

***

The starving vampire smells your sweet blood as soon as the door opens – Sejin a mere decoration in his vision. Jungkook’s whole body turns towards you while your eyes nervously shift across the room. Time slows down as the maknae swiftly moves straight to you. His muscles ache and he cannot even recognize his swallow breathing. His stare is fixed on the nap of your neck – deliciously soft, milky. Not even the slightest imperfection in this human before him.

You do not even sense Namjoon’s and Seokjin’s presence as your eyes take in the predator advancing towards you. The older ones seem frozen as their youngest stops just a breath away from you. You look mouthwatering – clad in one of their merchandise hoodies, hair pinned in a mess at the top of your head, some bold eye make-up, but otherwise barefaced. You look… just right.

Before Jungkook’s grin spreads across his face, Jin takes action – trying to move between the sarved vampire and this … girl. What the hell was Sejin thinking just throwing her in here? Did he want this human dead so badly?

But the oldest is too late – Jungkook growls aggressively as he snatches you against his firm chest. All the air leaves your lungs – your breasts pressed painfully against solid muscle.

“Ahh”, you groan. As soon as the noise leaves your mouth, his lips descend against the white of your neck. The maknae hisses in pleasure; and then he is biting – hard.

Your scream misses the volume and you feel tears on your cheeks as you gaze into Seokjin’s overwhelmed eyes – hands outstretched.

Blood flows freely into Jungkook’s mouth and you hear a sickening slurping sound. The pain is blazing against your skin, every fiber of your body vehemently trying to get away from the maknae. But your fingers don’t push him away. No, the curl around his biceps – acting against every rational though inside your brain. You cling to the man sucking your blood as if he’s merely leaving a love bite.

The pain in your body slowly ebbs and you feel a bright bliss surrounding you. You’re not even sure if you are still standing at the door. There is no room – just lips against your neck and whimpers in your throat… and Namjoon’s voice far, far away.

“Jungkook stop now.”

“This is an order.”

“Jin, help me.”

“Let’s lay her down.”

“Is there a pulse?”

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“How do you take your coffee?”, Yoongi asks while starring at you with such indifference in his eyes you’re not sure your answer even matters.

“Uhm- I” His sigh interrupts you as he makes his way from the couch across form you to the kitchenette. The whole room is dimmed in a soft light, the furniture a clean white. You feel your head spin as you try to recall what happened. Weren’t you backstage? Didn’t Jun-

“Jungkook”, your voice more of an accusation than a whisper. Yoongi’s back stiffens, but he continues to brew hot water over a ceramic filter and soon a soothing smell of coffee drifts towards you on the white leather.

“Jungkook sucked m-y – he su”

“-cked your blood. Damn girl, how hard did you hit your head when you fainted?”, your favorite rapper asks – his body finally turned towards you.

Slow, leisure steps are taken and then he sits in front of you, taking you all in. You must look like a mess; grease and sweat from your shift in the booth, plus the incident with the youngest vocalist in the band. All the blood. Your stomach turns around uncomfortably.

Yoongi is looking into your eyes and for a split second you see something other than complete boredom behind his stare, but as soon as you try to pinpoint the emotion, it vanishes.

“That’s what vampire do”, he continues and you heart reacts before the triggering word even registers in your brain. Vampire. No way.

“Go-ood one, Yoongi-ssi. This… this isn’t – some romance novel for teenagers”, you scoff, disbelieve in your voice while your heart beats hard against your chest. Without missing a beat, the idol is in your face – literally just millimeters away. The air is stuck in your lungs as you try to calm yourself.

“You know what I hate, dumb human?”

His fingers draw lines across your face – just a feathering touch, barely more than an illusion. You can only shake your head; afraid your voice will give out if you try to answer verbally.

His face moves down to your neck as his hands frame your face – no longer brushing but locking your head into place. Then his mouth dives into your neck, just resting against your pulse. You can feel the sinister smile against your skin as you shiver.

“Talking to dumb people”, his lips vibrate and you feel goosebumps traveling across your body.

“You have all the proof, but your silly little brain still doesn’t – connect the pieces”, Yoongi trails small kisses across your collarbone; a stark contrast to his insulting words.

“Do you really think our little maknae just has a blood kink?”

He moves to the other side of your neck, while titling your head forcefully to the left. You can’t move your body – muscles frozen into place. You’re just passively… enduring what your favorite idol does to you. Now his teeth are grazing your right earlobe, as his voice drops another octave into a threatening growl.

“That we just hire a college dropout because of her work ethics?”

His words hurt, but you’re more concerned with the information behind them. They know about you, must have read your file. Shame colors your cheeks and Yoongi’s nose inhales deeply against the red of your skin.

“You smell fucking delicious”, he moans and places an open mouth kiss against your rosé cheek. You can feel his saliva on your skin and a whimper of your own escapes your throat.

“You like that, dumb human? Knowing I’d love… nothing more than to bite in your flesh? Drain you dry?”, he slurs. You both know that this is nothing more than a rhetorical question – your heart, your breathing and the wetness between your tights enough evidence.

But before he can act on his words, a searing pain flashes through your brain.

“Argh”, you groan pressing your head against his cold hands with virgo. The dead skin of his fingertips sooths the throbbing in your brain temporarily. But he knows that your time is nearing its end.

“Human, listen to me”, he whispers, his previously threatening tone making place for urgent whisper.

“When you wake up” What? His hands still a vise to keep you grounded, while the pain in your head expands to your whole body. “Damn human, focus!”

He searches your eyes for recognition, but your stare moves around the room – now noticing how alien the light looks, how… clean the colors are. Is this? Are you still sleeping? How?

“When you wake up”, Yoongi’s voice nothing more than a vibrating hum in your ears, “Say no to Namjoon.”

Now he is shaking you. “Say no”

***

“Good morning, sleepyhead”, Namjoon says after you open your eyes – the morning sun blinding you momentarily.

“I made you coffee”, he adds as he pushes a steaming mug in your hands. The familiar smell takes you back to your dream, to Yoongi, his words, his plea – and you gape at the leader in front of you.

“I thought we could talk?”

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Holiday | Part 15 |

Description of Part 1: Alex Turner x Reader (Female) | You’ve been friends with Alex Turner and the other boys from Arctic Monkeys since you were 13. You never for a second thought that Alex would release a song about you though. From late night phone calls and almost constant texting and teasing, you’ve managed to stay close with him over the years. When a pact is established and a holiday is arranged, life seems to be treating you very well. But a month in LA will either make or break you.

Word Count: 9.1K

Warnings: Lots of fluff and a lil smut

A/N: So I think Holiday is nearing an end. I know, criessss. I would say theres about 3 parts left after this one. And I think it will be pretty poetic because the final part will come out on my birthday. Hope you all enjoy this part. Sorry it is not proofread so ignore the mistakes haha. Taglists are always open. Thank you for reading x

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“Alex, are those camera guys for you?” You ask a little nervously seeing the amount of men with cameras stood outside the entrance to the airport.

You saw Alex look out of the taxis window and you practically saw him deflate.

“Ah shit. No love, they’ll be for us” Alex sighs with a roll of his eyes before looking back towards you.

You can tell that he’s annoyed that they are there. You felt bad for him too, he couldn’t even get on a plane home for Christmas without people wanting to get pictures of it.

“What do we do?” You ask a little anxiously.

This was the first time you’d be properly pestered by cameras whilst doing something normal. You’d seen enough celebrity gossip videos to know how this was going to play out though so at least you knew the basics.

You hoped anyway. 

From your understanding, they follow you inside up until the point that security won’t let them in any further.

Alex seemed to sense your nerves though which made him feel a little bad that you had to go through this stuff because of him. After the taxi stopped and he paid, he grabbed your hand and gave it a squeeze as he told you, “Just do everything normal. Don’t worry, I’m not gunna let them near you”

“There’s a lot of them Al” You said glancing back out of the window again.

“Don’t worry” Alex said before placing a kiss on your hand. He sent you a look that asked if you were ready and you nodded with a smile before Alex pulled open the taxi door.

Alex stepped out first and you could already hear them shouting Alex’s name. You followed him outside after thanking the driver and quickly became thankful that you didn’t dress like a complete slob to come home.

You’d actually done your makeup and you were wearing blue ripped jeans with a white Catfish and the Bottlemen top tucked into it and white Vans on to match. The top you had on was their official The Balcony merch that you bought when you saw them on tour the previous year.

The show was so good you just had to get merch to remember it by. The top had a black trim around the neck and the band's name just over your left breast and the album artwork, with the people with their hands down the other's pants, over your right. It also had the number 26 on the back.

You headed round to the boot of the taxi to get your relatively small suitcase off Alex and thanked him for it when he rolled it towards you.

“Do you want me to grab yours so you can get your guitar?” You asked him over the shouts of his name from the herd of men after a picture of him.

He wanted to take one back home and you had no doubt that it was because he’d get bored at his mum and dads around the holidays and he’d want something to do. More than likely because he thought your guitar was shit too because it was on the cheap side.

“Thank you but I’ve got it. Not my first rodeo” Alex grins at you as he puts his guitar case on top of his suitcase whilst he closes the boot.

You smile at him and shake your head slightly, “Just trying to be nice my love”

“And I gratefully appreciate that darling” He grinned back at you whilst he grabbed his guitar case and you both started headed towards the door.

You could hear them shouting the both of you now and the flashes were blinding. You almost wanted to take Alex’s sunglasses off his shirt and put them on. But you didn’t because that would look rude and Alex would probably get backlash from it.

Something that he couldn’t get backlash from though was how he was dressed. Because damn he looked good.

He was wearing his black boots, with his black jeans and a white shirt that was basically half open with his sunglasses dangling from the middle of it. He also wore that black leather biker jacket that you loved and the fact that his hair was jelled back to a crisp make it look like he was still in his AM phase.

Which you were quite liking, but his hair now without all the gel definitely made him look Prince Charming esk so you liked it either way.

You both walked closer to the building and the flashes became more frequent and the shouting got louder. But then you also heard one of them ask how you were, so you ended up just giving a little smile towards that guy.

No matter how hard you could have tried, you couldn’t be rude to someone.

You were surprised when their shouts didn’t follow you inside or at the very least, they quietened down when you both went over to the people behind the desks to check in and give your luggage to. You ended up with just your small black off the shoulder bag to put yours and Alex’s passports in it once you’d gone through everything.

Thankfully there were no complications whilst you checked in to the lovely lady who sorted your luggage out and you were both told to head upstairs to make your way to security. Once you and Alex thanked her you put both of your passports in your bag before heading off.

You both turned towards where you needed to go and when you looked up from your bag you saw that all the men with cameras were waiting for the both of you near the bottom of the escalator. You felt Alex’s hand find your side so he could hold you close to him but also provide you some comfort if you needed it.

“Hey Alex. Hey Y/N” You both received as you walked towards them.

You smiled at them before Alex hurried the both of you onto the escalator. You felt Alex’s relax his grip on you a little bit and his hand just fell to the small of your back whilst he leaned on the side of the moving rails as you both ascended.

And then the questions started.

“Alex have you guys seen the new Star Wars yet?” One guy asks him.  

Alex waits a second like he had to think about it before he replied, “No, not yet”

You knew he was just being an arsehole though and making them wait for a reply. You’d spoke about going seeing it a few days ago and Alex was all for talking through it then.

Alex’s hold on you becomes steadier around your waist and you enjoy the comfort it brings you. He’s warm and he makes you feel safe.

Well as safe as you can feel with 10 cameras pointing at you.

“So, you’re both going to see it?” They press on.

“When we get back home” Alex says and then looks back to you and you smile at him.

“Y/N” Your attention then gets grabbed by the nice enough looking guy who’s asking questions, “What band do you prefer, Arctic Monkeys or The Last Shadow Puppets?”

“That’s a mean one” You say with a little laugh.

“Come on pick one for us” The guy grins at you and eggs you on to spill your secrets.

You shake your head with a smile and say, “I’m sorry I like it all. It’s all too good”

“Alex what dates your anniversary with Y/N?” A different guy then asked Alex and you knew straight away he wouldn’t answer that one.

Alex was private and that was very much overstepping his boundaries. It would be overstepping yours too, but you would make damn well sure that you put a post on about it when it came around if Alex would let you.

“Where’d you go on your first date?” The guy changed his mind to.

You didn’t know if he was going to answer that one either, but you’d started to feel awkward, so you just answered. It wasn’t that much of a big deal anyway, you just wouldn’t give specifics.

“Cinema” You told them.  

“Oh nice, what did you see?” He then asked you.

Maybe you should have gone for something they couldn’t have been specific about? Or were you just overthinking this?

“I can’t actually remember what it was called but it was really good” You pretended to play dumb.

“What have you got Y/N for Christmas Alex?”

“Maybe you should ask her that one on the way back” Alex said back with a hint of humour in his voice. You looked to him and shared a smile.


As if he was going to say literally 5 days before the actual day.

“What do you want for Christmas Y/N?” Someone else then asked.

You just smiled and said, “Just the Christmas Dinner will be fine for me”

Thankfully then at that point you both had to step off the escalator and head down towards security. You hear Alex let out a little chuckle at what you just said, and you look around at him and smile.

He smiles back and you can tell that he’s silently asking you if you’re alright. You felt a lot easier than you did before, so you discretely nodded at him and he let his hand drop from your waist.

He knew you’d be fine. He had every faith in you.

And he was shocked by how surprisingly well you were handling their questions.

That didn’t mean they had no more to ask though. And you knew the next ones were going to be hurled at Alex because you knew they weren’t allowed past airport security.

The nice original guy quickly asked, “Alex, can I ask you a silly question about Arctic Monkeys?”

When you heard them ask him that, you couldn’t help but smile.

You could already tell this was going to be priceless. And it truly was.  

“Have you ever seen a monkey that’s in a subtropical paradise?” Was the question that was asked.

You couldn’t help the grin that spread on your face with that question. It was hilarious and you really wanted to laugh.

You heard Alex sigh and it was one of those times where you just knew he wanted to laugh, but also look like the cool guy at the same time.

He stayed quiet for a moment and you looked to him a grin on your face as you watched him pinch the bridge of his nose before he looked to the guys that were recording you both.

Alex hand secured itself around your waist again, as he answered “I’ve never actually seen a monkey... anywhere”

At that point you let out a giggle. You couldn’t help it.

It was too funny.

You could not believe he’d just said he’d never seen a monkey.

“What you laughing at? It’s true” Alex asked you a little more quietly than he usually would. A smile plastered on his face.

“That was really funny” You giggled to Alex and he smiled at how amused you were.

You really were adorably bizarre to him. You’d been scared of the cameras not 10 minutes ago but now you were chatting to them like you were old friends.

“Y/N, are you going to make him see a monkey now?” One of them said whilst flashes started going off again.

“Oh yeah” You nod, smiling from the guy to Alex. “Chester Zoo when we get back Al”

Alex rolls his eyes at you and you giggle again.

You then both turn to go through security check when you heard them starting to say goodbye to you as last-minute pictures blinded you again momentarily.

“Thank you guys” The American accent rang out and you smiled brightly at that nice guy as you walked towards the metal detectors.

You and Alex pass through quite quickly despite you idiot boyfriend almost forgetting to take his sunglasses off his shirt when you had to go through metal detectors.


When you both passed through that and make your way into duty free, you can’t help but stop and have a giggle at him.

“You’re fucking hilarious” You say turning back to him as you browse the shelves of alcohol that lined the duty-free area.

“What the glasses?” Alex asks you with a smile.

You shake your head and giggle as you remind him, “You’ve never seen a monkey anywhere”

“I’m not being funny, I swear, I haven’t” He tells you seriously and you have none of it.

“You’re a liar, every kid went to a zoo in their childhood or with primary school” You chuckle again as you look towards him.

You half wished you went to his and Matt’s primary school just so you knew.

“I was ill with chicken pocks when primary school went. Helders, the little fucker, went without me and came back proceeding to tell me what a fabulous time he had” Alex tells you, abandoning the whisky he was looking at to walk towards you.

He took the sunglasses from off his shirt and held them in his hand so he could pull you in for a hug. You wrapped your arms around his waist whilst his went around your

“I’m not having that you’ve never been to a zoo” You say looking into his eyes.

“I swear I haven’t” Alex says as he grins down at your adorable face.

You shake your head and grin, “Don’t believe you”

“You could text my Mum right now and ask her” Alex tells you with a serious look on his features

“After we decide what alcohol were having for Christmas, I will be doing. Don’t worry” You say before you kiss him quickly and detach yourself from him.

Alex and you end up chuckling at that a lot. You both ended up going for a nice Raspberry gin that Alex didn’t mind having with you on both Christmas Day and Boxing Day. The plan was that you were going to stay at your Mum’s on Christmas morning and have breakfast but end up at Alex’s parents for Christmas Dinner.

You were both so happy with this plan as you actually were planning to stay in Alex’s childhood bedroom on Christmas day night which you couldn’t lie you were pretty excited for. Alex had a loft conversion to himself as his bedroom when he was younger which he was thankful for because he valued his space.

So, you were staying his on Christmas Day night and on Boxing Day your mum and dad where coming over to Alex’s parents so there was a full family dinner going ahead. Since you’d got together apparently your Mum’s bumped into each other at the supermarket and got chatting about having a catch up together.

Something which they had been doing in the months that you’d been in LA. It made you and Alex laugh that one of you would go to call your parents and the odd time you could say hello to both sets.

You were excited for it, but you were also nervous. But you were sure everything would go great.

And at this point it didn’t even matter, as long as you both had a good time you don’t think anything could ruin it.

You cast those thoughts aside for a while though as you were still making your way through duty free. You’d both just sat down after getting yourselves a Starbucks and you fell into conversation again.

“I’m very impressed with you by the way” Alex tells you as he watches you take a sip of your mocha.

“Shouldn’t you always be impressed by me?” You ask him with a little chuckle.

Alex rolled his eye, playfully pocking you, before he said, “Alright then, I’m even more impressed by you”

“Why?” You ask, beyond confused.

“How was that the first time you did that?” Alex asks then proceeds to take a sip of his latte.

“Did what?” You ask with furrowed eyebrows. “I’ve ordered a coffee and bought alcohol before Al” You add jokingly even though you knew he didn’t mean that.

“Shut up smartarse. No, I meant the guys with the cameras, it’s like you’ve been doing that for years” Alex told you.

He knew you’d had photographs taken of you before when you were with him as things had ended up in articles. However, he knew you hadn’t dealt with it like that before.

“I was just answering their questions” You shrug.

You just thought you were being polite, whilst also not really revealing much.

“Yeah, but you were doing it how they tell us too without any prompting” Alex tells you.

“Well first, I didn’t know they told you to answer questions in a way, I just thought that it’d be best to keep it vague…” You explain.  

You continue before you take another sip of you hot drink that smells amazing, saying,  “I don’t want anything to come back on you so I just wanted to be nice but at the same time not chuck you under a bus”

“You are actually amazing; You didn’t even tell them the name of the film and that's one of the big ones to avoid” Alex tells you softly with a smile.

You couldn’t believe how impressed he was about this. Maybe your overthinking for once actually did pay off.

“Well I was lying anyway because that wasn’t even our first date” You tell him as you observe the way the lady at the till had written your name on your cup.

“Ermmm” Alex hummed and looked at you with raised eyebrows as if he was telling you to reconsider.

Your eyes go wide when you realise, “Oh shit, it was wasn’t it”

“Yeah” Alex nods at you.

“Shit, well, I’ve just been confusing it in my head thinking that our first one was when we went to our restaurant” You scorn yourself and get it correct in your brain.

Alex chuckles a little at that but then shrugs, “To be fair, we were pretty much a couple for the entire holiday anyway. And Roberto did certainly set a certain mood for us”

The mention of that lovely man always brought a smile to your face.

“He did” You grin as you cast your mind back to that great day. “I love that man” You can’t help but say.

“I love you” Alex comes back with.

Your smile matches his when you reply, “I love you too”

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In the days that followed, you didn’t make it to Chester Zoo much to your disappointment. You only joked about going with him a few times, but you actually found out that you were correct and that he had been.

He was correct in saying that he didn’t go with school because of chicken pocks. But it turns out that about a month later Matt wouldn’t shut up about the zoo which had made Alex upset so his Mum and Dad ended up taking both him and Matt.

You could only imagine how adorable that trip would have been. You just pictured little Matt running around dragging Alex along to show him what he could remember.

Clearly though, Alex was not impressed when this truth was revealed.

Something that you did end up doing in the days before Christmas though, was look after Zoe. Who you were so bloody excited to see, and you couldn’t wait to give her a massive hug.

It was the day before Christmas Eve when your bother asked you to look after you little niece, which you of course said yes to because you hadn’t seen your little monkey in the longest time.

You’d missed her the most out of anyone and you’d definitely tell her that, but make sure she would promise to tell no one else.

She was adorable with you when she had originally come in to see you. You obviously said hi to her first and completely forgotten about your brother until Zoe seemed to very quickly become besotted with Alex.

Traitor.

When she ran over to him, Alex picked her up and span her around until she was giggling in his arms. Alex had a massive smile on his face he eventually stopped moving around in a circle and he dramatically fell onto the sofa with her.

They both were in hysterics laughing together. They were both so fucking cute.

“I’m so sorry for the short notice” Your brother says, obviously in a hurry.

“No don’t apologise I want to see my niece as much as I can” You say as you give him a quick hug.

“Well thank you so much honestly… Hey Al, good to see you mate” Y/B/N smiles and waves at him.

“You too mate” Alex smiles brightly at him before standing back up with Zoe in his arms.

“Right give your Daddy a kiss because he’s gotta go to work” Alex says to Zoe as he walks towards the front door

He lets your brother takes her off him and she hugs around his neck tightly for a good few seconds as they tell each other they love each other before she gives him a kiss goodbye.

After your brother gives her a final big hug and a kiss on her head before he holds her on his hip whilst she looks back to you and your boyfriend.

Both you and Alex offer to take her from your brother, and you can see her making her decision in her head. Your brother eggs her on and says, “Big decisions now Zo, who are you going for? Who’s more fun”

After a second a grin breaks out onto her face and she leans forwards away from her father into Alex’s arms. You are just stood there now being taken the mick out of.

“Yessss” Alex hums and offers her a high five which she immediately responds to and she hits her tiny hand against his large palm.

You pretend you’re completely shocked and disappointed with her decision and she giggles in Alex’s arms before saying a final goodbye to her Dad. You said goodbye to him and closed the door behind him before you called your little niece out.

“Zoe, you haven’t seen me in three and a half months, and you choose Alex over me?” You exaggeratedly ask with your jaw agape in fake shock.

You watch as her and Alex grin at each other before he whispers something into her ear.

You stand there with your hands on your hips waiting for the inevitable blow to come your way. And it truly does.

“Sorry Uncle Alex is five hundred and five times better than you and he can play the piano better than you too” She barely gets out through her giggles.

Alex looks so proud of her that she’d copied the words he whispered to her. You could already tell that they were going to be completely find spending the full day together.

You let out a big scoff and playfully fake you anger towards her by coming to her as he was sat on Alex’s lap and tickling her until she was wriggling about too much.

After all he was still a shiny new toy to her. And to be fair, you’d known him for more than half your life and you would still choose him every time, so you’d have to get used to her being as fascinated with him as you are.

Zoe stuck to him like glue all day which turned out to be a blessing in disguise. As she sat on his knee watching Tangled you were able to get up and make her dinner in peace knowing she was okay.

And Alex seemed to be in his element. He was keeping her occupied all the time and you knew he loved the attention.

After all she was an adorable little princess.

However, there was one moment in the day that you didn’t think Alex was expecting or prepared for.

It was later in the day when she was showing Alex what tunes you’d taught her on your keyboard, as you got a head start on making her tea, along with something for you and Alex and Y/B/F later.

Your best friend had gone out for the day with her sister for the day so she would be home later on. She said that she was coming home an hour or two early though so she could see Zoe before Christmas.

They both got on really well too which was always fun when you had girly days in your flat. You would always end up painting Zoe’s nails and Y/B/F would always let Zoe paint hers.

Alex was currently teaching her how to play the chopsticks melody which she was slowly but surely getting. However, she was distracting herself by asking Alex every question that came to mind.

He loved that she was chatting to him like this and that she seemed to enjoy is company. Alex hadn’t been close to many kids; He always loved his second cousin's children though and obviously Jamie and Nick’s and he of course he loved your new goddaughter Amelia.

But the fact that Zoe had loved him straight away made Alex feel like he was definitely meant to end up with you.

Zoe had just stopped talking about her last few days in nursery and was telling him about all the dolls that she and her friends played with whilst they were there.

She was happily playing the chopsticks melody that Alex thought that she’d pretty much mastered now when she gets his attention.

“Uncle Alex” She asks as she plays the last note of the melody.

“Yeah?” Alex smiles down at her.

Her little pigtails almost hit her in her face when she turns and looks to him. He moved the hair out of her face that had stuck there for her as she asked him her question.

“Where do babies come from?” She asked him curiously.

Alex was not expecting that today.

Her eyes were full of wonder and she obviously had a head full of unanswered questions. And Alex didn’t know whether it was really his place to tell her anything so he thought it would be best to get your input.

“That’s a really good question” He smiles at her, trying to hide his shock. He then continues with, “Shall we go ask Auntie Y/N?”

Zoe nods her head, “Yeah”

“Come on then” Alex says as he stands himself up and then he picks her up. He places Zoe on his hip and walks over to the kitchen to you.

You’d just put your food in the oven for later on and set a timer on your phone when you see the pair making their way over to you.

You turn around and smile at the both of them.

“You okay cutie?” You ask with a smile.

Alex jokingly replies saying, “I’m great thank you, but Zoe here has a question”

You roll your eyes at him before walking towards them and asking Zoe, “What’s up monkey?”

But then your shocked to your core when you’re asked, “Auntie Y/N, where do babies come from?”

Your eyes go wide and you have to make an effort not to nervously laugh.

You smile at her, asking with wide eyes, “What have you and Uncle Alex been talking about?” before you make eye contact with Alex.

He’s smiling at you and he shakes his head, “Nothing, she just asked me, and I thought I’d get your input”

“Right come on. Story time” You smile as you take her off Alex.

You end up explaining in a way that meant you didn’t really have to explain. You say the whole ‘when two people love each other very much’ they can decide if they want a baby.

And if they do, the baby grows in the Mummy’s tummy and then after 9 months the Mummy goes to the hospital and the doctor helps the baby be born.

And you’re thankful that that seems too keep her satisfied.

Once you’ve finished explaining, you ask her, “Any questions darling?”

You saw her make an exaggerated thinking face as she sat on your knee and smiled at her encouragingly. You see her look from you to Alex who was sat just beside you and you note that he also gives her a soft smile.

“Is there one in your tummy?” She asks your before looking down at your stomach.

You smile at her whilst saying, “Nope. There’s not one in my tummy”

You hoped not anyway.

“But you love Uncle Alex right, so doesn’t that mean you’re having one?” She thinks out loud.

You smiled down at her and shook your head, “I do love him, but we haven’t decided we want one yet”

“Ever?” She asks a little dramatically which makes you giggle.

Alex takes over at this point and fills her in.

“Nooo, definitely at some point. Just maybe when you’re a bit older” Alex tells her with a big grin.

Alex looks to you to make sure you were okay with what he said and he’s happy to see you smiling back at him. God, he loved you a lot.

And your smile was always breath-taking to him.

“So, like maybe when I’m ten?” Zoe asks you, planning out your future for you which makes both you and Alex chuckle.

“Yeah, maybe when you’re ten” You say not being able to hide your grin.

You end up adding as a little joke, “Uncle Alex has got to write me some more music before we have a baby”

Alex laughs at that and nudges your shoulder with his a little.

“Are you going to write her a song Uncle Alex?” Zoe asks him, moving herself onto his lap instead.

Again, what an absolute traitor.

“Yeah” Alex chuckles and stands her up on his lap so she’s just holding his hands for balance. “And I’ll make it extra cheesy song because she likes her cheesy romantic films, doesn’t she?”

You would be lying if you said you hadn’t been educating him on all the cute Disney films and your favourite romcoms. But you knew that he secretly enjoyed them too though, so he was talking shit.

He’d sent you enough cute text messages and cute little notes around your flat and in LA for you to know that he was just as cheesy as you. And you loved everything about it.

Zoe then starts giggling and nodding her head which makes you grin at her. She then throws her arms around Alex’s neck and gives him a hug which makes Alex’s smile huge and he hugs her back.

“I love you” You softly say to him as you smile at the two of them.

“I love you too” He grins back lazily at you and you lean into kiss him quickly before Zoe loosens her grip on him.

She catches the end of seeing you kiss him, so she then goes and kisses his cheek which you find adorable and your heart swells at the sight.

“Stop stealing my Prince Charming” You tell her with a massive smile on your face. “Where’s my kiss?” You ask her, which Alex laughs at looking very smug that he’d got one and not you.

Zoe just giggles and kisses his cheek again, but this time it’s for longer.

You shake your head.

Traitor.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Christmas was amazing.

You had such a good 3 weeks back home with everyone.

The plan to have Christmas morning at your parents and then spend the evening at Alex’s parents went down a treat. It was like you and Alex were having two Christmas’ in one day which was great.

You’d got Alex a few different things.

You got him some more aftershave and you made a joke of buying him cheap shitty hair gel that you knew he would never use as a joke. However, you’d made it very clear that now his hair was getting a bit longer he didn’t need the gel in it as much anymore.

You’d gotten him a lot of bits and bobs that he seemed to love when he opened them. The main presents you got him though were your favourites.

You’d got him a silver keyring that was in the shape of a plectrum which had your anniversary date and ’I’ll always pick you’ engraved into it. You also got him actual plectrums he could use too in the shape and thickness that you knew he liked using.

They were all different ones with stupid little phrases on it that Alex seemed to love when he read through a few.

You’d also got him a phonebook full of the photos you’d taken together over the past few months. You’d basically made him a scrapbook and annotated it by writing in all of your favourite moments together so far.

Something that proved quite difficult to make because back in LA you never left each other alone so you would have to do this when he was over at Miles’ for an evening or out at work in various meetings about his upcoming tour.

Alex loved reading through it, and he was definitely generous with his kisses as a thank you.

Your boyfriend treated you a lot more than you were expecting though.

He’d had a similar idea to get creative for one of your presents. He’d obviously scoured Pinterest much like you had, but his gift was adorable.

He’d decorated a jar that read ‘100 Reasons Why I Love You’ which was completely heart melting.

He’d also gotten you a silver Tiffany’s necklace which you knew was far too expensive, but he insisted that he wanted you to have it. The necklace had an ‘A’ dangling from it and Alex said his thinking behind it was that in the coming year he knew you’d be without him at certain points because of his touring with Miles, so he wanted you to have a nice reminder of him.

The thought behind everything he got you was beautiful, and he truly had spoilt you rotten. You’d spent a couple of hundred on all his presents together, but you knew that everything you’d gotten him was a lot below the price of the necklace he got you.

You told him later on that he was silly for spoiling you, but he said that you’d spoiled him just as much.

And whilst that was amazing, you would have to say that the present that actually stuck in your mind most from the holiday was what your best friend got you.

You always had Christmas Eve as your Christmas Day with her due to you not seeing each other on Christmas Day because you both stayed with your families. So, on Christmas Eve she gave you a present that you don't think you’d ever forget.

She had designed an Arctic Monkeys themed present which you loved to pieces.

It was essentially an Arctic Monkeys guide. The box that contained all the goodies was decorated with pictures of all the album covers which was done to the highest standard.

You were so impressed with her.

Inside the box that she’d created held all different things that Alex had referenced in his songs over the years.

From a bag of pick and mix and strawberry laces referencing Crying Lightning, to miniature bottles of whisky to reference I Want It All. Along with that there was a balaclava, red fairy lights, a little teddy, a silver swimsuit, and some new knee socks which made both you and Alex grin.

He’d also took a liking to the spiked collar too.

There were loads of other things in there too and she’d gone above and beyond for you. You honestly adored all the effort she’d put in and you would certainly love making your way through her box of gifts.

Y/B/F was absolutely buzzing with your excited reaction to everything that she’d put together. She wasn’t even fussed when Alex called her a ‘saddo’. You even scorned him playfully for it because you were just as sad as her as you were getting extremely excited over it.

So, Christmas was definitely a blast for all of you.

And life when you got back to LA was just the same as it was before. It truly was domestic bliss.

You’d been home about a week, and it was mid-January. You’d just returned down the stairs after your shower after work and Alex was still at the studio with Miles.

They had both seemed to get some more inspiration over their time apart from each other and headed back into the studio to create some last-minute tunes. You were definitely excited to hear the album finished as you hadn’t heard anything since that day you went into the studio with them.

When Alex comes in about an hour later, he shouts you into the kitchen as he’s brought your favourite take out in with him. Something which you were extremely excited for because it meant that you didn’t have to cook as it was one of your days after all.

Once you’ve kissed him and asked if he was alright, you then began to prep your meals. That didn’t take long at all and before you knew it you were heading into the lounge.

Alex walked ahead of you and you knew before he even did it that he was going to take your seat. Which he did do, and you scorned him for.

“Why do you always insist on nicking my seat?” You ask and you sit yourself down just beside him and rest your plate on your lap.

You watch as Alex puts his drink on the table just beside the settee before he says, “Darling, this was always my spot. You’re the one that stole it from me, but because I’m a nice person I let you use it”

You’d actually never thought about that before. Jeez, you really did impose yourself on his life.

“Wow so I just came in stole you spot and your heart then?” You chuckled a little.

“Stole my heart years back love, but the spot remains up for grabs. First come first serve” Alex informs you with a little humour seeping into his voice.

You smile at him saying the first bit, but you only choose to pick at the apparent new rules for your seat. You tell him, “I’ve literally been sat in it for the past hour”

A smug look makes its way to his face when he says, “I know it’s nice and cosy. Thank you”

“Eat your food Turner” You roll your eyes before taking your first mouthful of delicious food.

He just chuckles before digging in himself.

After you’d finished eating your tea and you’d discarded the both of your plates, you end up cuddling yourself into him. Something which Alex seemed just as keen for as you.

So, as you watched the rerun of Silence of the Lambs on the TV you both relaxed and enjoyed watching the film whilst chatting about work. You’d informed him that you’d had an alright day and nothing significant happened and he told you that he’d almost finished their new cover whilst he was in the studio today.

You were excited to hear his various of Is This What You Wanted because when you listened to the original version you enjoyed listening to Alex sing along over it. So, him singing it all would just make the song 10 times better.

When silence falls between you when the film comes back on, and Alex kisses your forehead ever so often and as you watch.

You always seem to smile as you do that and Alex notes that you’ve also started absentmindedly running your nails up and down his arm without really knowing. Something that he wasn’t aware was actually quite a lovely sensation which he encouraged you to do when you stopped.

When the adverts returned back to the screen was when Alex asked you something that had just come to mind.

“Do you remember me sending you the poem I Wanna Be Yours when I first found it?” He asks curious to see if you’d remember.

“Oh my god yeah. That was years and years before AM wasn’t it? Like back when we toured back home” You say referring to the UK tour you joined them on.

“Yeah” Alex nods in confirmation.  

“I was really hoping you’d of read into that back then” Alex chuckles a little remembering his old hopeless romantic ways.

You sit yourself up a bit so you can look at him when you say, “Believe me, I read into it a lot but I just told myself it was you being your poetic self and sharing what you loved with me”

“My god we were hopeless” Alex says shutting his eyes and leaning his head back.

“We were” You laugh.

You watch as Alex lifts his head back up and smiles at you when he reopened those beautiful brown eyes. You just grin back up at him whilst you savour the cute moment.

“I love you” You almost whisper.

Alex whispers back, “Love you more” before quickly kissing you for a second.

You are once again holding back a smile from him because you would never get tired of hearing that.

“I doubt it but okay” You give him a little grin before snuggling yourself back into him.

~*~*~*~*~*~

It was about a week later when Alex and Matt walked into the house to hear their old music blasting as soon as the door opened.

From Ritz To Rubble was blaring through the air and it was pretty loud. However, Alex wasn’t surprised at all.

Many an evening he would come home and find you listening to music, whether it be his or someone else’s, he always had a little sing along with you every time if he knew the lyrics.

You always scorned him though every time he got his own lyrics wrong like him saying ‘don’t like the sand’ in Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor and him saying ‘gagging for it’ twice in Teddy Picker. It all ended peacefully though after Alex had tickled you to make you shut up which was always fun for the both of you.

It either ended up in the both of you getting off or cuddling each other. So, either way you were happy.

And Alex knew straight away that the former would be taking place today because of the way you were dressed.  

Alex had gone out with Matt really early this morning and he just left you with a goodbye kiss. You knew they were off playing golf, something which you didn’t expect when they first told you about it but if it kept them entertained that was fair enough.

You had had a lazy morning in bed and made no effort to get up at all until around 11am. If you were honest you were really enjoying the big comfy bed all to yourself.

You ended up going for a shower after you got up and you had a nice long and relaxing one. When you got out you immediately dried your hair, so it wasn’t dripping everywhere.

You really couldn’t be arsed getting dressed for the day and you knew Alex was probably due home soon, so you just decided to dress a little teasingly. You walked into your wardrobe and dropped your towel as you were dry now anyway.

You dressed yourself in a red thong that you knew Alex loved to see you in and you also dressed yourself in one of his black shirts. You didn’t bother with anything else as you wanted to set a mood for when he came back.

And you were thankful that Alex picked up on it before you even noticed he’d come home.

The chorus of Alex’s song filled the room when him and Matt reached the kitchen, but upon seeing you and how you were dressed they both stopped in the doorway.

Alex knew immediately that it was his shirt that was covering your body and the bottom of the shirt just reached the top of your thighs. Alex hadn’t even fully noted that you were dressed like that whilst preparing some food and dancing around.

His eyes were just fixed to your bare legs.

Alex’s eyes are eating you up hungrily when Matt turns towards him and says, “Bet your member’s throbbing lookin' at that”

Alex didn’t miss the erotic novel reference he was throwing his way, but it didn’t mean he was impressed by it.

Alex glares at him but quickly looks back to you dancing around now as you sing along to the loud music. Matt laughs at his best mate whilst he’s still facing towards him and Alex is thankful as he didn’t see what he just did.

As you reached into his top cupboard for another bowl the shirt rose up too and Alex saw that you had a red thong on underneath his shirt. And he could tell you had nothing else on other than those two items.

“Matt, imma need you to go home mate” Alex said as friendly as he could whilst his eyes were still tainted on you.

Matt just laughed, “Aha I thought so. I’ll leave you to it. Have fun”

Alex watched you for another 30 seconds until he heard Matt leave the house, before he then walked over. You still hadn’t noticed him yet as you were focused on making yourself the food.

So, to announce his presence without making you jump, Alex started singing along like he normally did before wrapping his arms around your waist. He already knew that you adored being hugged from behind, so he made sure to do that before me made his moves on you.

“Hey baby” Alex purred down your ear. His accent strong and you could already tell what he was in the mood for.

And it wasn’t your cooking.

You play dumb and smile, “Hey”

“I missed you” He tells you as his arms tighten ever so slightly around your waist before he begins to kiss your neck.

“I missed you too. So, I thought I’d make some food to keep me occupied” You tell him, half-heartedly chopping up more ingredient to put in.

Alex nipped down on your neck a few times before he informed you, “I have other ideas about keeping you occupied right now”

Alex of course dragged you away from the food you were trying to make and placed you on top of the kitchen island. And then he proceeded to get you worked up which had you moaning just as loud as the music.

That was something that was definitely a nice bonus about Alex. He always looked after, you in the sense that you always came either once or twice before he did.

Whether it was caused by his fingers or his tongue, or however else he saw fit, you were always very privileged during foreplay. When he was playing nice anyway.  

You ended up having sex on the island too. A surface which you two hadn’t yet christened, but you certainly enjoyed it more than cooking.

The music that filled the empty room was also something you’d enjoyed a whole lot.

You had your Monkeys playlist on shuffle with a couple of songs scheduled to come on more frequently than others. And there were no prizes for Alex calling you out on it as he slowed his thrusts for a few seconds when a certain tune started.

The iconic riff of your song filled the room, much like Alex was currently filling you, and Alex called you out on how coincidental the music seemed to be.

“You knew I was coming home, didn’t you?” Alex asked you as the sound system broadcasted him singing the beginning of Knee Socks.

You whined at him barely moving anymore as he’d already gotten you really worked up, but you nodded at him to answer his question.

“You dress like this just for me baby?” He asked you in a low gruff voice as his sinful lips trailed up your neck.

Alex had completely unbuttoned the shirt and it hung half off your shoulders. But he’d kept it on you because you did look sexy wearing his clothes.

As worked up as you were though, you could tell by his voice that he was demanding an answer to what he just said.

You silently pleaded with him as his singing filled the room, but one look into his eyes meant that you knew you had to answer him. Or he wouldn’t carry on.  

You murmur, with need dripping from your voice, “Thought you’d like it”

He nipped down on your neck a few times which just made you more desperate for movement. But his torture carried on.

“You pick the music just so I would fuck you to your song?” Alex breathed into your ear as he stopped his thrusts completely.

He lent in to kiss you and you nodded against his lips to answer him just before you kissed him back. Alex could tell that you were silently begging with your kisses too.

He decides to tease you some more by withdrawing his hips from yours, so he no longer filled you completely. The emptiness you felt was then enough to make you desperately whine for him.

“Please” You pleaded needing more, your nails were clawing at his back begging for things to continue.

And that was something which you carried on repeating until Alex gave you what you wanted.

Alex then proceeded to slam his hips back into yours which made you cry out in pleasure as he filled you back up.

Needless to say, having sex with him to your song was the highlight of your entire life.

~*~*~*~*~*~

A month later life was still perfect.

Work was treating you well and Alex and Miles had dropped their first few single from the new album. The response from them was amazing and you loved seeing your twitter blow up over them.

It had been a bit of a hectic month with Alex at various radio interviews and other promotional events, but he seemed to really enjoy everything about it. He was back to acting like a lunatic with his best mate beside him again.

And you knew that there was nothing more that he loved than being up on stage with his mates, so you were excited he got to do it again after his year break from it.

You weren’t worried about him touring at all as you knew that when he eventually went on the road in April he would have loads of fun. And you would have fun scouring the internet for videos of all the various shows.

But until then you would spend as much time together as you could. So that meant lots of time with your friends and also lots of time just the two of you.

You also spent a lot more time in bed together just cuddling each other before you had to face the day ahead. And due to Alex’s having to get up early the last few days to appear on breakfast radio shows, he’s woken up before you today.

That and probably because the light that the windows were letting in probably woke him up too. You were both a little preoccupied last night to close the blinds.

Alex tiredly blinded his eyes until they adjusted to the room and what he saw when he opened his eyes was just stunning.

You were asleep next to him in the most adorable position and he just couldn’t tear his eyes away from you. The way the sunlight hit your features was gorgeous and you looked so peaceful.

Alex felt so privileged to witness you like this. Completely calm and completely vulnerable. You were your most beautiful when you were like this.

The sky that could be seen through the window behind you was gorgeous too. Alex had never seen anything quite like it.

In the distance Alex could see that the sun was just about to rise causing half the sky to turn beautiful shades of yellow, orange, and red. The nights sky also didn’t seem to be ready to leave yet, as the other half of the sky was almost a purple colour that faded into a deep blue, with little red tinted clouds fading the red sky into the purple.

So, Alex’s view truly was beautiful. He was just unsure of what was more captivating.

Alex looked back to you to see that your hair was slightly falling onto your face and Alex had to fight away the urge to brush it away for you. He knew it would eventually annoy you and cause you to stir.

And because he wanted to capture this moment in time forever, he quickly picked up the phone closest to him.

It turned out to be your phone and he knew you wouldn’t mind him using it, so he quickly unlocked it and took a picture of you.

You looked so peaceful in the photo. It was so beautiful.

You were lay asleep looking as elegant as ever with the stunning view behind you. Alex found himself astounded by your beauty and he thanked his lucky stars that you were all his and that he got these moments with you.

After looking at the photo for a moment, Alex then gently moved your hair back behind your ear before kissing your temple and settling himself into bed properly again.

But as he watched the sky fade slowly rise into complete daylight, he couldn’t get the picture out of his head.

He just wanted everyone to see how pretty you were. And it was a gorgeous picture, so he didn’t see any harm in sharing it.

So, Alex then uploaded the picture of you to your Instagram.

Before he tried to fall back to sleep beside you, he typed out a caption before sending it off for the world to appreciate just as much as he did.  

Sorry I stole your phone, but my view was beautiful, and I just had to share it. Thank you for making me smile every day and for being my best friend. I love you so much -AT x

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The Faint Headed and Light Hearted ~ one-shot ~

a/n: yo girl is back with another one shot, i had this idea swirling around in my head after watching one of the many harry styles youtube tour edits and just.. decided to roll with it! love you guys <3

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You don’t how, but some way, after all the double shifts you pulled, you were able to buy a pit ticket to see Harry fuckin Styles perform on his tour. 

His songs had been your savior these past months, moving to LA to start fresh since college wasn’t quite cutting it for you. Thankfully, a friend of yours knew someone that was leaving for Tokyo and wanted to rent out their apartment, you jumped at the chance and even got a friend discount on the rent. 

You’d found a job at a book store in Beverly Hills that paid well since they only hired ‘the best’ and had been working there for a few months. 

Now the day was finally here, Harry was in LA for his tour and you were going to see him LIVE, ON STAGE, IN PERSON.

“You’re so lucky Y/N, make sure to tell me all about it, Eric is here so I gotta go,” your friend Melanie said through the phone. 

You were deciding what to wear to the concert, not knowing if you should do with a blue top or pink. 

“Alright, don’t break the bed frame again! I know the old couple below you almost had a heart attack last time Eric and you had a ‘sleepover’.”

“Shut up, at least this girl is getting it tonight!” 

“Hey, I’m sure I’m getting it a whole different way,” you quipped back. 

You hung up after you said your goodbyes and ultimately decided to go with the pink one that said babygirl. You pulled on your ripped black jeans and boots. While tying the laces, you felt your tummy rumble.

Oh shit, I forgot to eat lunch today and I don’t have time to grab dinner.

While debating what to do about food, you took the ticket that had been mailed in as well as a fifty-dollar bill and shoved them into your bra. (The only for sure way nobody would be stealing it tonight.

I’ll just grab something at the auditorium before I go in.

Glancing at the clock on your wall you jumped up, seeing you were late. Quickly, you locked your apartment and slid the key into the wooden frame on the outside of the door so you wouldn’t have to take it. Then you attached your phone with the chain-link your friend had gotten you for your birthday to your jeans so you wouldn’t lose it.

Once you made it outside, you hailed for a taxi and slipped in.

“To the Forum please.”

                                                            ..............…

It was packed.

You’d arrived just in time and were able to give through the security checkpoint, thankfully you’d gone to the bathroom beforehand so all you need to go was get through the crowd. 

Fans were excitedly chattering about the last performance of his tour, it would definitely be one to remember. The line to buy merch seemed to wrap around the whole building, the electricity in the room was amazing and pumped your adrenaline. 

You found the big hall that led farther down into the arena and after showing a few people your ticket, you made it to the pit. 

With some quick maneuvering and a few shoulder bumps, you were able to get to the front of the stage.

“Oh my god, oh my god I'm so excited!” 

A girl with purple hair next to you squealed. You glanced and noticed her other friend as bright orange hair and a headband with two stars wiggling around on top. 

The purple girl turned to you, grinning with her whole face. 

“I’m Piper and this is Timmy! Aren’t you just psyched to be here!?” 

You laughed at her enthusiasm, “Yeah, I’m really really pumped for the show! I had to earn up for this ticket so I pushed through to get to the front of the crowd.” 

The other two nodded eagerly, “We did the same, though, Timmy almost dropped his hotdog but it was fine and he’s eaten it now so no worries about having mustard all over my shirt.”

Crap, you forgot to eat and drink some water before leaving the apartment! 

You were debating on whether or not you could trudge through the crowd again when screams filled the room. Kacey Musgraves made her way out onto the stage so you just decided to tough it out,

I’ll be fine, psh it’s not like I didn’t go without water of eating for a day while cramming to finish and assignment in college.

                                                                         ..............…

“Thank you, everyone and good night!” 

Kacey had been fantastic, your new-found friends and you had jammed to your heart's content during her performance and were high off the feeling, you were a bit light-headed from all the movement and it made you feel like you were floating on top of clouds.

When the cube dropped on the screen, people flipped shit. You bounced along with Timmy and Piper, ready to have the best time of your life.

Then there he was.

Harry Styles.

Immediately he went into Only Angel, enrapturing the crowd with his angelic voice. He danced and wiggled around the stage, getting into the groove of the show. Once the song ended, he lifted his hand to the sky and waved hello.

“California how ‘re we doin’?!”

Screams filled the room and answered him back with excitement. He chuckled and swung the mic cord over his shoulder. 

“Now, this is ma’ last show on the tour.” Awww and boos were heard as he nodded with them, “But I’m glad you’re here with me for it! Let’s hit it!”

He jumped into Woman, then broke your heart with Ever Since New York and Two Ghosts. As the notes finished up on Two Ghosts, he took a moment to get some water and walked along the edge of the stage peering into the crowd. 

“He’s so close to us!!!” 

Timmy yelled, making the stars bounce on his head.

Harry was currently having a conversation with someone a few people to the right of you. 

As he walked by to get back to the mic stand, you could’ve sworn you’d just made eye contact with him.

I must be just a little dehydrated that’s all.

The beats for Carolina started and you grabbed Piper by the arm, “This is one of my favorites!” “Mine too!” She replied, shaking her hands in the air.

She's got a family in Carolina

So far away, but she says I remind her of home

Feeling oh so far from home

She never saw herself as a west coaster

Moved all the way 'cause her grandma told her

"Townes, better swim before you drown"

You closed your eyes and swayed with his singing, it was euphoric. 

But, when you opened your eyes, Harry’s were staring right back at you.

She's a good girl

She's such a good girl

She's a good girl

She feels so good

You both kept eye contact for the verse, you smiled and danced along with it, watching as a smirk grew on his face while he sang. He looked back out into the crowd for the next few parts.

She's got a book for every situation

Gets into parties without invitations

How could you ever turn her down?

There's not a drink that I think could sink her

How would I tell her that she's all I think about?

Well, I guess she just found out

She's a good girl

She's such a good girl

She's a good girl

She feels so good

She feels so good

I met her once and wrote a song about her

I wanna scream, yeah

I wanna shout it out

And I hope she hears me now

You sang with Piper, twirling your spot. Unbeknownst to you is that while you and Piper serenading each other, someone was watching you ever so subtly.

La la la la la la la la la la la

La la la la la la la la la la la

La la la la la la la la la la la

La la la la la la la la la la la

She's a good girl

She's such a good girl

She's a good girl

Feels so good

She feels so good

She feels so good

She feels so good

Oh she's a good girl

She feels so good (woo)

                                                                      .................

The rest of the night is fantastic, there were only two songs left and you felt like you were on cloud 9. But when Harry started to sing The Chain, and it’s like the drums were ringing in your ears all of a sudden.

You stumbled a bit and started to see a couple spots in your vision but easily shook them away.

The rockstar cleared his voice, “Alright’, it’s the las’ song, yeh ready?” 

Fans responded back by screaming their heads off and Kiwi started. 

The first time he sings it, he’s running through the crowd along the aisle, jamming with everyone else. 

The second time he sings it again, he’s a bit out of breath but very happy nonetheless. 

When he finally makes it back to the stage, sweat dripping off his brow and a very drenched shirt, people are expecting the performance to be over.

But then, with a cheeky smile, he says, “One more time!”

She worked her way through a cheap pack of cigarettes

Hard liquor mixed with a bit of intellect

And all the boys, they were saying they were into it

Such a pretty face, on a pretty neck

She's driving me crazy, but I'm into it, but I'm into it

I'm kind of into it

It's getting crazy, I think I'm losing it, I think I'm losing it

The man on stage surprisingly turns to look at you again. Piper starts freaking out, assuming he’s looking at her, but you can tell it’s you. 

He’s looking at you. 

You start to feel a bit warm in the crowd.

Everyone is warm, it’s fine, I’m fine.

But you can tell you’re not doing so well.

Oh, I think she said "I'm having your baby, it's none of your business"

"I'm having your baby, it's none of your business" (it's none of your, it' none of your)

"I'm having your baby, it's none of your business"

"I'm having your baby, it's none of your, it's none of your”

It's New York, baby, always jacked up

Holland Tunnel for a nose, it's always backed up

When she's alone, she goes home to a cactus

In a black dress, she's such an actress

The problem is, you’re a stubborn person so you decide at that moment to just go ham during the last part of the song, and then deal with your problem later. 

Harry is rolling hips to the song, throwing his head back ever so slightly to see if you’re watching and suffice to say you can’t take your eyes off him.

Driving me crazy, but I'm into it, but I'm into it

I'm kind of into it

It's getting crazy, I think I'm losing it, I think I'm losing it

Oh, I think she said "I'm having your baby, it's none of your business"

"I'm having your baby, it's none of your business" (it's none of your, it' none of your)

"I'm having your baby, it's none of your business"

"I'm having your baby, it's none of your, it's none of your”

“Babygirl, you havin fun?” 

He speaks quickly between the lyrics, as he walks over to your section of the crowd. It takes you a second to realize he’s addressing you by your shirt design.

“Hell ya!” You call back, and he grins.

She sits beside me like a silhouette

Hard candy dripping on me 'til my feet are wet

And now she's all over me, it's like I paid for it (cha-ching)

It's like I paid for it, I'm gonna pay for this

Right when the guitar solo starts, you can tell you’re fucked.

Your head is pounding from the loud vibrations and you start to lose your balance a bit.

It's none of your, it's none of your

"I'm having your baby, it's none of your business"

"I'm having your baby, it's none of your business”

“Y/N?! Are you alright?” A concerned Piper looks at you.

(It's none of your, none of your)

"I'm having your baby, it's none of your business”

“I-I don’t think so.”

"I'm having your baby, it's none of your business"

(It's none of your, none of your)

In the span of 10 seconds so many things happen. 

Right as Harry is finishing the ending of the lyrics, pumping his fist with the guitar riff right at the end, he makes eye contact with you. 

The lights are flashing too fast for your liking, the first two guitar strokes make you see black spots dance in your vision. 

Right as Mitch strums the 3rd one, your eyes snap up to Harry with a fearful look. 

During the four riff, he’s excitement turned slightly to confusion in response to the look he had received from you.

And then as the final 5th stroke happened, you felt your eyes roll back and dropped.

Piper screamed, but was drowned out by the other fans. Harry watched as you fainted, disappearing into the crowd, but before he could say anything, the lights were cut so the band members could hurry off stage.

He couldn’t just leave you.

In a flash, Harry dropped the mic and hopped off the stage, darting over to the fence line you had been standing at. 

Because it was still slightly dark, nobody noticed the singer jumping over the fence and pushing into the crowd where you had fallen.

“Y/N?! Oh my god, Y/N wake up!” 

He snapped his had to where he heard the crying.

Okay, I’ve got 30 seconds before the lights go up, I need to be fast.

He pushed through the sticky bodies until he found a small opening where you laid, along with two hair-color people crouching beside you. He moved over quickly and examined you, then moved to lift you up.

“Hey what are you doing?!” 

The purple hair girl screamed. 

Harry held you in his arms, Adeline pumping through his veins making it easier to hold you. He watched as your head lolled on his shoulder, seemly unaware of what was happening.

“ ’ve got t’ get her out of here befo’e the lights come up. Can yeh trust me?” 

Piper’s eyes widened as she realized who was standing in front of her. 

“Uh—yeah, go, go.” Harry nodded and turned around, basically hard shouldering people to get to the fence barrier.

“Hey Thomas!” 

He yelled to the security guard, the bouncer looked over and his eyes rose when he saw Harry and you in his arms.

“Grab her so I can get o’ver! Quick, befo’e the lights come up!”

Thomas did as instructed and Harry jumped over, then took you back into his arms, he climbed the stairs at the middle of the stage and rushing to the side stage right as the lights came up.

He let out a breath and started to jog back with you, “Hey! Someone get me a medic!”

A flurry of people came around him and you as he brought you into the backstage room where the other band members had been waiting for him.

Sarah’s eyes lit up in alarm as H came in with you. 

“Jesus Christ! What happened?!” 

She said as she cleared the long table for Harry to set you down on.

Medics swarmed your body and Harry took a step back, hands flying to his hair as he watched with concern and guilt. 

“She jus’, I—, I’d been lookin’ at her during some o’ the songs yeh know? And then I called her out during Kiwi—“ 

“This is babygirl?” 

Mitch interrupted, pointing to you on the table where the medics were taking your pulse and checking your head for an open wound. 

Harry nodded, “Yeah, Yeah, see er’ shirt? So— so I kept watchin’ her and then right at the end of our third Kiwi, she just looked up to me wit’ this terror in her eyes and then fainted! The lights went out immediately I knew she’d get run ov’r so I hopped off and got ‘er m’self.”

Jeff, Harry’s manager, bursted in through the door, “I heard Harry brought an unconscious fan backstage? What the fuck is happening?” 

Harry started to pace, wringing his hands together and pulling at his hair, Sarah watched him in concern and came over, putting a hand on his shoulder. 

“Hey, it's alright she’s gonna—“ 

“But she fainted! I feel like this is meh fault cause it was at mah concert y’know?! And—And, what is she’s not fine—“ 

“She is going to be fine, we’ve checked her over and no sign of a concussion, I think she’s dehydrated and could use something to eat but she’ll be alright.”

The medic interrupted, trying to save Harry from having a meltdown. 

The whole room let out a sigh of relief, as the medics trickled out, Harry pulled up a chair to sit down next to her. 

The other band members watched unsure if they should leave or not, Sarah eventually made the decision for everyone and came over to Harry. 

“Hey, we’re gonna load everything up, let us know if you need anything.” 

Harry nodded, not speaking as he rested his face on his hands that were propped up by his elbows on the side of the table.

The door closed shut and finally, Harry and you were alone.

Well— Harry was with your unconscious body alone, not to be creepy at all.

After a few minutes, you started to wake up, squinting your eyes from the bright overhead lights above you. Harry watched hopefully as you started to sit up, not yet noticing the disheveled rockstar next to you.

“What the fuck?”

“Are yeh okay?”

“AHH!”

You sprain off the table, not expecting a voice to be talking to you.

Not expecting, fucking Harry Styles, to be talking to you.

He got up from the chair, quickly catching you as your legs decided to give out from the sudden burst of energy. 

“Hey, be careful, yeh fainted.” 

The singer grabbed a fresh water bottle from the mini-fridge in the room, “Drink this.”

You took a couple sips, a puzzled confusion on your face as to you looked at the man before you who was intently watching your every move— as if afraid you’d break.

“So, uh, what happened? No offense, but like, why am I sitting on a table with only you in the room.”

You shook your head at what you just said, “Sorry that came out rude, I’m just a little groggy. Can you tell me what happened?”

Harry moved from his chair to sit on the edge of the table with you, “Well, yeh fainted, at the end of the concert. And I saw it so I went out into the crowd and got yeh.”

Your body flushed with embarrassment, memories starting to come back a bit quicker. 

“Oh, thanks for that, you really didn’t need to do it.”

Harry chuckled, rubbing a hand down the back of his neck, “S’alright, kinda felt like it was meh fault, see as though y’eh fainted from my voice.”

You scoffed, not believing this man was inflating his ego with your recent blackout. 

“Wow, you really are a narcissist aren’t you? I did not faint from your voice, thank you very much, I’d forgotten to eat something or have a sip of water before the show. I think the adrenaline was too much so I just dropped.”

He smiled at you cheekily, “Hmm wha’ever you say love.”

You let out a big breath and watched the brit lick his chapped lips, without thinking it through, you handed the water bottle to him.

“Here, drink this.”

He rolled his eyes at you for throwing his words back in his face but did as you said. H took the bottle from your hands, taking light slips before a big gulp.

“Wow sorry, I didn’t realize how thirsty I was,” He said surprised as he handed it back to you. 

You shrugged your shoulders, the crazy emotions bubbling down as you finally saw the man in front of you as a regular guy and not an A-list celebrity.

“S’all good, sometimes you need someone to look out for you if all you’ve been doing is looking out for others.”

He hummed in agreement, “Yeah, it’s just a little hard when you’re out of touch with the major population.” 

You felt bad for him, he basically was inadvertently telling you it was hard to trust people since they might just be using him.

How sad...

You nudged his shoulder, “ Well, just know that there are great people that would be lucky to have you as a friend. Not because you’re Harry Styles, Rockstar Extraordinaire, but because you’re Harry Styles, The one who helps the fainted headed and stays light-hearted through everything. I know we’ve just met but, it shows you do care, truly care. I can’t say the same for a lot of people I know.”

He looked at you with wide eyes, “Wow, uh, thank you. That’s quite a compliment, I’m not sure I deserve it in all honestly.”

You shrugged, “Well, I think you do, so I gave it to you.”

You finished the water bottle and moved off the table, Harry following your actions. You moved back and forth on the balls of your feet, not sure what to say.

“Uh, thanks for saving me from being trampled by the pit. Oh, also your songwriting is amazing, I hope you keep it up.”

You swore you saw the boy flush a bit at your compliment but you brushed it off.

He’s probably still warm from the show.

“Of course, and thank you. I’m sure I will.”

He opened the door for you and you both walked out, going down the hallway to where you assumed the exit was. Before you got to the door, Harry stopped you.

“Wait, one second.”

In a flash, the rockstar zipped away and into another room, you were slightly confused but then he came back with something in his hand.

A phone.

Harry smiled at you, “I was wondering if there’d be a possibility I could take you out to dinner, as an apology for making you faint.”

You laughed, “ I keep telling you Harry, it’s not your fault.”

He smiled, “Please baby girl?”

“Well, who am I to say no to a superstar?”

“Don’t you mean Mr. Light Hearted?”

“Wow, you really are a dork. Twitter is right about you”

He handed you his phone, it was the newest iPhone and had a pink sparkly case on it. You typed in your number and handed it back to him.

“Thank you,” he looked at his phone, “Y/N.”

Oh, I like the way he says it.

You turned to the door and pushed it open, but not before glancing back.

“Bye Harry.”

“See you soon, Y/N”

                                                                    ...........................

When you finally got back to your apartment and had eaten a couple PBJs and downed two glasses of water, you checked your phone and saw a text from an unknown number.

1-310-478-9537

Hey babygirl.

Oh yeah, that ticket had definitely been worth it.

<3

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[forthelulzy]

Lulzy’s Customer Service Adventures, Volume One

(life update and horror stories under the cut)

I’m very, very close to getting a promotion to manager at the theater (GM just needs word back from corporate the home office), which means I am very, very close to being able to ditch the uniform shirt forever. Yay! No more washing the popcorn/sweat combo out after every shift, 5 days a week.

But it also means I’ll be on the front lines of customer service. It seems like every winter (and I’ve been at this for 5 going on 6 of them) there’s an uptick of entitled, stressed and just plain rude people here. It does make sense, as PFD season means people have extra money, and late-year like Frozen (ouch) and Star Wars (double ouch) means people who maybe only go to to the movies once in a while will be stampeding for the ticket counter.

I’m nervous, of course, but let’s face it: I’ve been here long enough to have dealt personally with most of the common complaints concerns as a regular employee before the manager arrived. I’ll just have the authority soon to say pretty much the exact same things I’ve been saying all along, and hopefully actually get listened to.

(like if I, as an employee, tell you that your full-size duffel and suitcase are too big for the bag policy, and you then ask for a manager who is going to come and tell you the exact same thing I just said, just with a suit and tie, and then any only then do you believe that I was telling the truth, you’d better believe I’m going to be happy that I can now save us all the trouble. And stepford-smile at you the whole time.)

There’s going to be outliers, of course; people who even upper management roll their eyes at. People who knock over the merch rack because the ticket prices went up for the first time in years (by a whole 25 cents)... people who scream and threaten to get you fired because you told their brat child to please not stick their hands in the bulk candy, it’s flu season (one of the reasons prices rise is that we have to waste the entire bin when that happens, over a hundred dollars worth of candy because people think we’re a daycare)... people who bring in a flimsy paper popcorn tub from a YEAR AGO and try to get a free refill because their cheap ass thinks that’s even remotely sanitary (yes, I could tell that it was from over a year ago, it had a design on it that we only used for a 3-month period in spring of last year. the benefits of having been here so long I guess)...

But the crown jewel of WTF customers in my heart will probably never be toppled (I hope):

The lady who called me a pig because the popcorn line was taking too long with a grand total of three people ahead of her - and proceeded to snatch the popcorn I’d made for her off the counter, drop it on the floor (by accident?), then threw the mostly empty bag at me. All. While. Oinking. Because apparently I was the pig.

That happened in my first month of working there. I’m so, so glad I didn’t quit at that point.

Here’s to a new era of Lulzy’s what-were-they-thinking customers!

#long post #lulzy's customer service adventures #update #I still think about oinking lady #wonder who's she terrorizing nowadays #fun fact: ickle baby Lulzy did not have a thick skin at that point #(or ever really) #she cried #she started bawling her eyes out and the other customers rushed to her defense #so it turned out ok #I may complain about the outliers but #the vast majority of my customers? #cause no trouble at all #and a few are really nice!

[fabfoxly]

Analyzing the Apothecary Photos

Today PopSugar dropped an article about H&M’s Friday visit to Ilapothecary in London, along with a series of photos that look just a little... odd. Naturally, within hours, M’s clothes were being merched on http://www.meghansmirror.com/. Aside from Harry’s drab gray duds and duckbill cap, MM’s outfit was disappointing. Seriously, girl, a Sixteen Candles t-shirt? What were you thinking?

Enough with the wardrobe critique, though. Right off, I noticed a few seriously shady things about these pics:

One can’t see “H’s” face clearly in any of them. The best we get is a profile shot.

The temp in London Friday night between 6-9 PM was 45-46 degrees F, or about 7.5 C, yet H wears a short-sleeved polo shirt and appears to be sweating heavily.

The shop sign reads “Closed,” and the shop is dark, with no interior lighting while the couple are leaving. Who shops in a dark store?

They aren’t carrying any bags as they leave. Did they buy anything?

Meghan’s baby bump is quite a bit smaller than we’ve recently seen, tight, and very high, almost right under her boobs, which seem to also be small and crowded out of the way. Her tee is not a maternity shirt.

A Closer Look

Let’s take a closer look at three of these photos, shall we?

Words, Words, Words

Note M’s position here. She is strategically posed so the words on the window, which are all words M wants her followers to associate with her, are positioned right over her body. Tell me that wasn’t staged.

H swings the door open so that it almost hits whomever is standing behind it -- very odd, indeed. This person has her hand up to her face as if she’s talking on a phone, which is also an odd thing to be doing in the presence of TRHs.

What’s even weirder is that M has her right arm extended like she’s holding H’s left hand -- but if that’s the case, he’d have had to open the door with his right arm crossing in front of him (a very awkward motion). As the door swings back, it would hit him or M as they passed or they’d have to squeeze through. The easier way to exit the store would have been for H to open the door with his left hand, but that wouldn’t have placed M correctly behind the window words.

Here they are leaving the store. Let’s zoom in on H, shall we? 

What’s up with “H?”

What the hell is going on with H’s neck, anyway? And who’s his barber? They are not doing him any favors; look at that ragged blond hair line. Not only that, the collar of his polo is so worn that it curls under at its faded edges (as you can see in the next photo). This is what happens when you wash the shirt a few dozen times with cheap laundry soap and toss it in the dryer on high with jeans, folks. Whoever does H’s laundry should be fired. H now wears a wristwatch instead of, or in addition to, the bracelets he sports in some of the photos. Is this even H?

Finally, there’s a couple of photos from a more frontal angle as they leave.  Here’s one that spotlights M:

Pimping the bump

M is doing her usual bump pimp with the left hand; notice how the thumb is arched up and and the knuckles are are pointed. This is a display pose. She’s not “cradling” or holding the bump (there’s only a little light contact with the fingertips) -- she’s pulling focus to it. This is basic Acting 101, peeps. The bump is very high and her first two fingers are curved in towards her boobs, maybe to emphasize the shape of the bump.

Looks like she’s either in a wig (same one she’s worn several other times) or has just had color and a blowout. She’s wearing at least blush, lippy, and eye makeup, too. She’s looking down with a slight smirk rather than at the camera, which is unusual, but not hiding any part of her face. H is hiding his face, as he does for most of these pics. Is H, the army Captain, just not so proud to be seen hanging round a shop that links its products to numerology?

Shopping in the dark? Really?

Behind them, we can see that the store is completely dark.

Who shops in a store at night with no lights on -- and what shop owner would let royal patrons stumble out of their closed store in complete darkness? This seems fishy, as does the fact that they didn’t leave with any purchases.

Who did these photos, anyway?

This was no pap walk. These photos were staged. Click on the link to the PopSugar article and look at those black shadows falling at a specific angle behind H; there were very bright lights positioned to the couple’s right, glaring over their entire bodies -- not just a flash.

So if paps didn’t just happen to randomly catch them leaving a closed, dark shop at night, who took the photos?

The photos are all credited to Constant Media, which seems to be a New Jersey, US advertising and PR firm specializing in “custom-designed” media campaigns for Point-of-Care spaces (doctor waiting rooms in the US). So why might they be snapping pics of H&M in a closed London apothecary shop and feeding them to PopSugar? 

It turns out Wills Robbins, the founder and CEO of Constant Media, is a former actor. He modeled in the 80s, did a few Hollywood films in the late 90s/early 2000s, and had some parts on Guiding Light and other daytime TV shows, but his career never really took off. Before he founded Constant Media in 2011, he was sales VP at Elite Sampling & Media, which offers its clients “unique ways to communicate with their consumers.” It’s not yet clear how he’s connected with M, but his Hollywood past plus more recent PR experience makes sense for her. Could he be connected to other people M knows?

The speculation

Here’s my guess: H & M weren’t “shopping” anywhere on Friday night. Constant Media chose the property for the words on its windows and the image it conveyed, then rented it out for the staged photoshoot. Who knows if H was there for the whole thing, part of it, or not at all? I wouldn’t be surprised if PopSugar was paid to run the story and photos. Of course, it’s already everywhere, including Vogue, eonline, MarieClaire, HelloMagazine, and purewow.

I was really hoping we’d get a rest from the photo-ops and bump-pimping, but that’s not happening. The PR machine is still grinding away, folks. It’ll be an interesting ride. Stay tuned for more wild speculation and analysis from the FabFox.

#royalwatching spillthetea smarkle meghan harry notmyduchess #divaduchess

[askanaroace]

Hey, I have a question that I hope is not considered rude.

If you are in a safe environment and you are open about your sexuality (or lack thereof), but you don’t like the colour scheme of the flags associated with your sexuality; are there other ways to express yourself?  

I am Demiromatic and Greysexual, and proud to go under the umbrella term AroAce, but I’m not fond of the colours green or purple. Purple was my sister’s colour so I never went for it, and Green is my least favourite colour (I don’t dislike it, I just don’t like it - neutral about it). I am very much Blues, Blacks, Pinks and Whites - with the occasional Red worn for shock value.

Sometimes though; it would be cool to express that I am on the AroAce spectrum. But I don’t want to sacrafice my personal style to wear colours I don’t want to wear.

I saw someone earlier suggesting a black or white ring on the middle finger, I already wear a diamond and sapphire ring from an ancestor, on my right hand, but I could look for a simple black and white ring for my left hand. But for a Drama Queen like me, it just doesn’t feel like I’d be showing enough support.

I’m sorry for the long submission/question. And I am sorry if anything I said came across as rude or insensitive. I don’t mean it that way.

Thank-you for your time and support.

- @imaginationpheonix​

No, questions are not rude. In fact, they’re the entire reason I created this blog! Because I enjoy answering them.

It sucks that so much of your identity has flags of colors you don’t like! It can result in feeling very disconnected from pride and positivity and can even be pretty isolating. I do not like the nonbinary flag and so often don’t really get into aesthetics or merch that uses the colors, so I completely understand where you’re coming from.

You’re going to have to dig a little harder to find ways to show your pride without having everything based around aro or ace colors, but it is doable!

Genderal Pride!

I know we like to get specific and and show our personal pride, but the rainbow flag is for you, too! Find awesome rainbow merch that you enjoy and proudly display those! If it strikes up a conversation with someone and you feel safe sharing more info, then you can. 

Phrases and Puns!

Aro and ace lend themselves to soooo many puns and clever sayings. It can be hard to find merch with these sayings that isn’t in green or purple, but it is possible, and it’s worth digging a bit to find this. The pro of this option is that it’s not so subtle, if you’re trying to be bolder, which brings us to:

Symbology!

Look into symbols beyond the pride flags! You can turn white and black rings into white and black earrings or white and black bracelets. Similar idea but morphed into something more doable for you. Cake and dragons are ace symbols. The ace in a pack of cards has long been associated with aces and the ace of spades in particular has become an aroace symbol. So, the spade symbol has become a symbol for aros, as have bows and arrows. It hasn’t really caught on, but I have seen multiple of us claiming the phoenix as a symbol of aromanticism as a play off of dragons being associated with aces.

Look for pieces with these symbols even if they’re not necessarily specifically geared towards aro/ace pride. The con of this option is that these may end up being too subtle for your desires.

Create for Yourself!

Find opportunities to create your own pride merch done in your own preference! It can be costly, but there’s sites out there that let you create a customized shirt to order. If you can’t draw (don’t steal art!), just do text and phrases that you like! You can get fabric pens and draw/notate on your own clothes. When my sister was young, she was gifted some cheap little button badge maker that was pretty easy to make. I saw a cheapo one with just a few seconds of searching for $30. You can also turn these into magnets instead if you prefer. Do you know how to knit or crochet or embroider? Make a scarf or hat or whatever for yourself with whatever symbols or phrase you like! Do you know how to sew? Look into making patches to iron on your clothes. Can you find some beads of any of the symbology we talked about? Make your own earrings or necklace.

Get a little flexible

This is a less great suggestion, but compromise and work on accepting merch that uses purple/green, just in small or underplayed ways. Sometimes it may be impossible to avoid the colors altogether and you may like a piece so much that you find you can stand purple or green in exchange for how awesome the overall design is. 

Basically - don’t be afraid to get a little creative. Here’s some stuff I found digging around etsy that shows aspec pride without so much purple or green. (Followers, anybody want to suggest their own merch or something they’ve bought that the follower might like?)

Ace of Spades pin AceStitchual pin Ace’d It pin Sp-ace pin Asexua-whale pin Gemstone bracelet Got Cake shirt Dragon necklace Dragon scarf Gray-ace shirt Space Ace pin Asexual banner Punk pins Asexual and Tired shirt

Subtle Aromantic hand warmers Let Your Arrows Fly shirt Bow and Arrow necklace Bow and Arrow locket Bow and Arrow bracelet Spade necklace Spade earrings Phoenix earrings Aromantic Shark shirt (use of “yas” so may be best only if you’re black)

Pride Mermaid stickers Inclusion pin Ace of Spades wall art Ace of Spades shirt Ace of Spades necklace

Finally, I want to address something really important in your post. Most of your post seems like you truly want to wear this merch for your own self and your own pride and your own excitement and sense of community. And that’s great! However, this caught my attention: “it just doesn’t feel like I’d be showing enough support”.

While, yeah, pride is A Statement meant to say “I’m here and you can’t silence me” and can help signal to others like you that you’re here and you’re safe and they’re not alone, it is also for ourselves. And simply wearing a punny shirt or walking around in a flag, while an incredibly brave act, isn’t the only way to show pride - or support.

If what you’re really looking for is to make a difference and connect with others, I’d really like to encourage you to more direct action as well. Have you looked into lgbt+/queer/etc. clubs and organizations in your local area? Do they have meetings you can go to and meet others or learn about resources? Do they have volunteer opportunities? What sort of relevant protests are happening in your area that you can attend? How about your local library? Does it have books like Let’s Talk About Love or We Awaken (or any other books with rep - time to do some research on some aspec books and then hit up your library!)? If not, I’m sure it has a way for you to request books you’d like to see in there. If you’re in school, does it have a GSA? Can you attend or even look into starting one? Community is an incredible resource and you don’t have to love purple or green to build important connections or show your support.

Hope this helps and have fun searching for merch!

x

#asexuality #aromantcism #ace spectrum #aro spectrum #question #submission #ask #imaginationphoenix #merch #pride #merchandise #support #community #long post

[dreamca7cher]

Dreamcatcher Dallas Concert Write-Up

Now that I’m back home and have had time to process the trip, I’m finally ready to write about the experience. It’s gonna be hella long, so strap in! Even now, it’s still kind of hard to believe that it all actually happened. It’s like one of those things that feels like a dream while it's happening ya know?  A friend and I drove up from Houston early Wednesday morning, and arrived in time to grab our merch without any problems. I’m actually pretty impressed with the quality of the goods, they’re definitely not top quality but not cheap either. I had heard Studio PAV had problems organizing the lines and setting up before the concert at the previous stops, but everything seemed to go pretty smoothly by this 3rd tour stop. I was on the fence about the Over the Sky event due to the $200 entry fee, but finally caved when I saw one of my friend’s solo photos. I met up with some friends with 7-Dreamers and we hung out until it was time to go in for OTS at 4pm.

I bought my OTS ticket the night before the concert, and I think there were still some left the last time I checked, but I would guess there was 60-70 of us in there. We were arranged in 2 rows of chairs and then when the girls came out, it was so unreal. I mean I’ve seen them before last year at the LA fanmeet and KCON but maybe I just forgot how beautiful they really are. They were absolutely radiant dressed in angelic white outfits and smiling happily - they probably got some much needed rest in the time between Chicago’s Sunday concert. They did a Q&A session where they answered some questions the fans had written. Filming/pictures were not allowed so I don’t remember much. Some of the answers were pretty basic or things I had heard before. A highlight was Yoohyeon saying she would be a cockroach if she could turn into any animal bc they’re hard to kill lmaoo. Then came the solo photos with our own phones, which I had nervously been anticipating for hours. You could quickly indicate which pose you wanted to go with, lots of people did hearts, rock on signs, and the standard cute kpop poses. One guy did the dab and promptly got heckled by the crowd lol. When my turn came, it all happened so fast that I don’t remember looking directly at each of them. I felt like I would burst into flames like in Indiana Jones or something XD. I first thought about doing the dual heart thing with whoever was going to sit next to me, but I chickened out lol. Then I was going to do rock on until I saw that a lot of other people went with that, so I just decided to do a thumbs up. It all worked out in the end, I could never have dreamed that Jiu would touch my cheek in a thousands years. I think I’ve peaked in life haha. After the photos, the girls went on stage and did some short mic tests, and then we were all ushered back outside.

At this point it was about 5pm, so we still had 3 hours to go until the concert actually started. I’m so glad I got VVIP bc that meant I didn’t have to jump in line and stay there for hours to keep my spot. It was maybe like 40-50 degrees F outside, but not too windy so it wasn’t too bad. I had fun just hanging out and talking with my friends, tho the only bathroom was a gas station across a busy street. The venue was located in this kind of industrial area-turned bar street. Very hip, I think they chose a good place. Finally, around 6:45, we hopped in line according to our VVIP number and we were let into the venue on time. From here we still had to wait an hour for the concert to start, and it was all standing so I’m glad I wore comfortable shoes. The VVIP section was barricaded off from the rest in case you needed to leave and come back, but I was in the 4th row dead center, so I didn’t want to lose my good spot. I wished I had at least gone to the bathroom first, but for once I actually somehow lasted through the full 3 hours.

At 8, the lights dimmed and they started playing some of DC’s songs, and shortly the girls finally came out to a raucous applause. There were 2 people right in front of me wearing these tall headbands with words in Korean on them, which was kind of annoying. And some of the people in front were filming holding their phones way above their heads.. The girls themselves even said to please not do that or use professional cameras, which they still ignored. Come on people, at least observe basic concert etiquette! Nothing could sour my mood though, as what followed was pretty much the best, most action packed 2 hours I’ve ever experienced. They performed the same song set from previous stops, so I won't list every single song. They sang all the title tracks interspersed with unit performances and brief talking parts. I really enjoyed the songs where they just played around and interacted with the crowd, especially the encore set. Sua of course had endless energy and was a real crowd pleaser all night. She played around with a stuffed elephant, tiny pink cowboy hat, and a Handong head cutout during the encore. The Taki Taki and 7 Rings covers naturally killed everybody, and TT/Bad Boy were probably the other crowd favorites. Siyeon was really funny, and her confidence was exemplary, especially during Overdose. I'm biased, but I was really impressed with Jiu's dancing in person. She gave 110% during the choreo, and still somehow managed to incorporate little bits of fan service toward us. All night she was hyping up the crowd, flashing rock ons, and just generally being the loveliest person ever. She almost had us convinced that she was the maknae but Gahyeon was just too cute all night, esp when she couldn't get her coat buttoned up at one point. Yoohyeon tried to help, but messed up and mismatched the buttons which was hilarious. She was kind of subdued all night I feel, but you could see the Rachel in her come out at times, which was very endearing. And Dami was just effortlessly cool, no better way to describe her. All her parts got loud screams from the crowd. Near the end the girls left the stage for a while as the crowd screamed for an encore. Then they came back wearing the tour t-shirts and did the fun songs with no set choreo. I was jealous of the front row since the girls would often crouch down to wave at the phones or throw hearts and stuff at everyone during this time. Of course I should shut up bc I can’t imagine T3 and T4 could see much from the back of the venue since it wasn’t stadium seating :/ At the end, they didn’t even look that tired which was insane after 2 straight hours of non-stop dancing. And Dreamcatcher’s choreo is way more complex than most other groups too! They are truly consummate professionals of the highest degree. Above all you could just tell how much work and effort the girls put into every performance, and beyond that - how thankful they are to InSomnia for the love we show them. They thanked us many times for coming and promised to return as 7 someday. They also made us promise to visit them in Korea lol.

During the hi-touch and group photo after, they must have been really tired but still greeted us with smiles and photocards. It was sad to finally leave the venue, but I have so many happy memories to last a lifetime. This was my fourth kpop concert, and it unquestionably topped them all. It was truly an incredible experience all the way through. I would pretty much describe it as a perfect day, I’m so happy that they finally came for a US tour. If anyone is still able to make it to future concerts, I highly, highly recommend going! It really could be a once in a lifetime experience.

#dreamcatcher #write-up #invitation from nightmare city in dallas #text #me

[supacutiepie]

I have headcanons... Head Cannons if you will

I thoroughly believe Bakugou is the type to bullshit his way around every little truth so honestly this shit might as well be canon bc he is Absolutely That Extra

- The new reveals told that: The reason we didn’t see his room is because it’s got shelves of romance manga.

-Therefor : Bakugou is a MAJOR BOOK NERD NESTER

-He has cookbooks, his trashy literature, his classics, his mangas, every school book he ever owned has been kept. 

-This includes shit he wrote himself

-Cookbook notebooks, its a full wall to wall scenario. He has books in every language and they make a librarian weep.

-The books he can’t read?? He has notebooks filled with translations he’s jot down after hours of scouring the internet and his OTHER books.

-TBFH his self written notebook collection puts “shitty nerdy fanboy deku” to shame

-Not only does he have this many books, they have consumed him. His room is wall to wall with them and they are so neatly organized to his mind that he just AUTOMATICALLY knows EXACTLY where every little page is. 

-However

-You may think, “Bakugou is the neatest of the students”

-Bullshit

-He understands his methods. You could never. I’m not shitting you, we have only ever seen his bed because its the only clean spot. He has piles of books, his closet is filled with his novelty t-shirts--

-Oh, he swaps out his wardrobe every season. Not because he cares per say but rather if he didn’t he’d drown in the clothes. His parents own a fashion line, every. single. month. he gets something new.

-Clothes mean jack shit to him. Sure, he gets it. He understands that clothes are “Expressions”... but to him its just bullshit extra merchandise that he gets in  packages once a month since he born. He long since left behind any attachment to anything that wasn’t some doofy bs novelty shit. His skull shirt collection is hideous and he loves it. 

-Bc he gets clothes so often, he just as often donates them.

-Everyone in 1-A has received a mysterious package of clothing. Everyone. And it’s always customized because like hell he’d just throw clothes at people puh-lease his father DESIGNS FASHION FROM SCRATCH

-It’s also ‘secretly’ his way of trying to put some kind of fashion sense in the heathens he lives with. 

-So his closet is full, his walls are lined with shelves and stacks and notes.

-But the rest of the “clear space” is filled with art.

- Drawings, Sketches, Designs. Little thing stacked up or tapped together. Prototypes over a desk thats STUFFED with pencils and erasers and extra paper and books. 

-Photographs of the places he’s been. So many different shots of Paris, mountains, rivers, lakes. He has a series of photo albums for the best and one is entirely dedicated to sunrises- another to sunsets.

-He has a map above his bedside. It’s the only spot big enough because it doesn’t have a big ass bookshelf on the wall.

-The map is big and delicately detailed. But it’s still just a map.

-The cool shit is that it is COVERED in tack-markers. Well, most of it is. 

-Europe is washed out by tacks. France has so many different colored tacks its an eyesore. Paris has a big ass push pin bc he’s been there so many times. Enough that when Aoyama starts mumbling obscenities at their classmates he has to stop himself from cackling along.

-He has a trail of pushpins along the Alps and Pyrenees. 

-The different colors mean things. But only he gets its.

* Black is Done. Been there, done it, no point going back.

*Green is Good. It’s a place he kinda liked, but its not somewhere he needs to go back to. Paris is a big ass green push pin.

*Red is for a place he wants to go back to. The mountains are a trail of red that grows inch by inch longer.

*Blue is for Potential. He marks his next trips in blue, but not his dream trips.

*Those would be his nice, doofy, silver tipped push pins. the classic “string on a crime board” kind. He has major cities plotted out with these. Theres a large mishmash over america filled with silver and blue. He has books and books and BOOKS on american mountain ranges and cuisine and he not-so-secretly plotted out a course all-might themed rest stops.

*Yellow is for his favorites. The first mountain he ever hiked, the onsen he found while his parents dragged him out to a business trip up north, the island they went on once for a family vacation. (He fell in love with the sunset. It was clear and bright and there were so many colors at once that its his ‘happy place’. He sat on top of a fucking volcano and it was AWESOME.)

-The map is obsessively picked over, the pins are carefully arranged, and the map itself its surrounded by his favorite snapshots of the places marked.

-His room is a mess. But he does know the exact inch everything belongs in.

-He may not seem it, but he is sentimental. He just doesn’t keep all the sentimental shit in the dorms. Those things are at home. On shelves and wall caddies and tucked between his even BIGGER collection of books and cd cases.

-He does have All Might merch, but again, at home. The few things he has at the dorm are hand drawn posters, so much cooler than the cheap shit you get in the store.

-He doesn’t have time for movies and shows, but when he does its either “cheesy romance serial” or “blood, guts, and glory”

-TBFH his FAVORITE movie is a bastard child of a romcom, an action, and a suspense thriller. It’s horrible, its audacious, its cheesy and the vgi is awful but its one of those Things he loves. (On really bad days, when his arms ache for hours and he didn’t sleep well the night before he lets the movie go on repeat just for the cheese. It’s a soothing ‘nothing really matters’ kinda Thing)

-Oh, lets not forget his arms.

-His quirk is DEMANDING. Its a needy little princess. He gets sick of it acting like a bitch. His arms will ache if he over does it, so he has a giant fucking box of tiger balms and compression wraps and weird fucking icy-hot concoctions.

-He DOESN’T have skin car shit. Surprise surprise, he doesn’t need it. He is soft. He is also, incredibly fucking annoyed.

-He has those super obnoxious spray colognes, some super expensive shit, and inbetweeners. Because otherwise he smells like he just rolled out a vat of butterscotch and step into a shower of caramel. But BURNT.

-Seriously, his room would be noxious from the nitroglycerin smell alone. He constantly has a fan going and the window open. And while the room is cluttered he CANNOT let it go uncleaned or he risks a build up of explosives. He has to change his sheets daily, he has a routine for covers and pillow cases, and he is damn near religious in clothes washing because otherwise he’s destined to explode Something he Doesn’t Want Exploded. (The books. The very flammable sometimes RARE books.)

-Oh, and he has MANY a blanket and throw. He swaps them out so he isn’t doing huge loads of laundry for the big shit. It’s mostly thin blankets anyways, but they’re super soft and cozy and he nestles up to read his books like a demented caterpillar. The blanket he sleeps with ALWAYS ends up on the floor. 

-He doesn’t like to think himself overly conceited. But he is cocksure and arrogant and he has an image to keep. So of course he has routines to make himself look good.

-This is just a Bakugou thing TBQH.

-More of a personal headcanon, but he’s definitely gay. Not in the super obvious way, but he’s definitely confident in it. He isn’t about to go plastering his walls with flags (as if they’d fit), and he isn’t jotting down crushes in a journal (he does have journals, they’re just... incredibly volatile and profane)

-He’s just, confident.  He has a single little rainbow picture, its a picture he took and its super cool and shit. A rainbow in the mountains, right after a shower. He keeps in in a frame in one of the bookshelves near his manga. It’s tasteful, and it’s subtle. He knows what its for, and the littleness of it feels nice and secure.

-He doesn’t shy away if asked. But no one asks. He’d be honest, if anyone did. It’s not something he will hide- that’d be cowardly...

-But deep down, it does give him pause. It’s something he wrestled into submission since he figured it out. He had this big dream of being N.1 and then one day he realized that, had society not advanced the way it did, he could have nothing. He’d never tell a soul but it scared him, to know that despite all his ‘perfections’  he had this one thing that would turn heads in a way he didn’t want.

-He realized though that it as just one more thing he’d own. So he noosed it, that fear, and he throttled it into submission. He’d be N.1, he’d be open, He’d pioneer that shit if he had too- but he didn’t have too. It ended up being something that added character if nothing else, and he was determined to make it a trait and not a flaw and to build his pride with it.

-That all being said, much like any self respecting gay- he does has a string of lights tastefully weaving over the wood of his bookshelves.

-Extras:

* He doesn’t get sick often. Just, doesn’t. He keeps a close watch on his health, is always good on hygiene, and in general doesn’t jeopardize his well-being.

* When he gets sick. It hits him like a FREIGHT TRAIN.

* He only gets fevers once in a blue moon and he’ll fight the damn moon itself to keep it this way because when he DOEs get a fever its like a putting a handful of firecrackers into a cooking pot.

* He pops when sweaty. He just DOES, It’s INCREDIBLY annoying but thankfully localized to the hands. But when the fever strikes, his whole body pops. He spends the majority of his fever curled up in something flame-proof to wait it out.

*If he’s sweating, and by some MIRACLe he blushes, he CRACKLES.

* He’ll kill you if you witness it.

* I said he’s confident, not that he can’t be flustered.

* On that note, he’ll take it to the grave, but he definitely made Kaminari discharge in front of the dorms that first day by kissing him. It was on the cheek though! And it fucking hurt. Touching Kaminari is like playing roulette and his finger tips smell funny afterwards so he tries to avoid it.

* Honestly, the same can be said for anyone with a quirk that can react to his.

*Fucking half-and-half actually worries him. For the sanctity of his clothing.

* That fight with Deku in ground-beta set off every nerve ending he had and for a solid 24 hrs afterwards he actually had trouble keeping his quirk under his skin. He can still vividly recall the arc of electricity over his face and it never fails to leave a lasting echo in his mind.

* Kirishima is good for this though. Ironically, he’s grounding. He’s the one person Bakugou has never worried about hurting or leaving damage behind. Likewise, he knows that Kirishima high-key needs the confidence boost that Bakugou drags with him everywhere, so he amps up his attitude when the red-head seems down.

* He has no earthly idea how to describe his relationship with Kirishima and it shows. He would never dare say it allowed, but he knows that the boy is his best friend and he’d honestly kill for him. But more so, he’d be willing to live and fight beside him.

* Kirishima is one of the VERY FEW who has a picture in Bakugou’s room. It’s from a hiking trip, and its really backlit so you honestly wouldn’t know at first glance, but its beautiful. A sunrise, right at the summit. A figure standing on a rock with a hand excitedly outstretched towards the horizon.

* The other people with photos, are his parents- and the Midoriya’s.

* It’s not as obvious this one. But he keeps a family photo on his bookself of the three Bakugous, and then theres an old photograph tucked away between some of his older school book collections.

* It’s a beach photo. He couldn’t be more than, maybe three? 

* It’s a whole other life. A time before his quirk. Before he knew he was destined.

*He’s sitting on a rock with a backsplash of salt and foam. He’s got an arm wrapped around a tiny Izuku. It was the only thing keeping the other boy from tumbling off into the waves. Their moms are sitting on either side, big happy faces all around.

*The boys were burnt, both heavily freckled, and smiling like the world was endless.

* The photo...makes him sad. He can’t explain it, not even sure what words could do so. It’s nostalgic sure, but something between the pixels of ink has him at a lost. It was such a different time, and the little boy in the photo is a stranger.

*Sometimes, rarely and in the dead of night when a nightmare finally gets him awake, he thinks about life. About how different it could have been, about the paths he chose and the ones he burnt. He wonders, he regrets, and he moves on before morning.

*Bakugou Katsuki refuses to dwell. He bottles and compartmentalizes and he tucks it away like a pamphlet in a library. Notes and subscripts to be lost in translation. 

( He’s vocal, he’s vivid. He writes. He loves his book collection and he writes his own short stories. His imagination is as vivid as the rest of the class, and he jots down half finished ideas all the time. He has a memory that makes an elephant cry, so his school notebooks are tiny and his idea notebooks are scattered. The words he can’t get out into the air are sometimes trapped in ink. )

#bakugou #bakuboom #bakugou katsuki #kacchan #my BOY #look I love one Good Rowdy Boy #bnha #my hero acadamy #yeah yeah heres my newest fixation #its blonde #angry #and a big ass fucking bookworm