#'sometimes all i think about is you late nights in the middle of june'

[william-austin]

as a glass animals fan I used throughly despise heat waves because of how much it's overplayed. luckily, the song isn't literally at every corner I turn these days, so I can now gladly and occasionally listen to it because the lyrics are very real

[golden-lovers]

golden lovers set to heat waves send post

[hopesandheartache]

When June comes around and 'Heat Waves' plays, it reminds me of the times we shared and how things have changed between us.

-hopesandheartache

[fallingprophetically]

Me: enjoying my day

Him: appears

Me: ARF ARF BARK BARK AWOOOOOOO

Him: begins choking me

Me: 😍😍😍😍😍😍 harder

So, uh anyways... I should go to bed soon. Ngl though, writing for him is so damn fun and satisfying for some reason.

Idk what this gif is, but it exists and his head tilting is adorable.

[medtech-mara]

Heat waves been fakin' me out

[counting-rock-stars]

When it's 00h52 and I can't sleep.

Actually, I haven't been able to go to sleep in a reasonable hour in weeks. Maybe months.

Anyhow

Do you wanna be my friend?

[2another]

Sometimes all I think about is you

Lete night in the middle of June

Heat waves been faking me out

Heat waves been faking me out...

[p0ffstarz]

I was listening to glass animals today and I realized that. It’s the middle of June just like it says in the song heatwaves

[dear-ao3]

hey.....

sometimes all i think about is you

late nights in the middle of june

[bunnwich]

Sometimes, all I think about is you, Late nights in the middle of June.

🎡🎪

[beeqisch]

SOMETIMES ALL I THINK ABOUT IS YOU

LATE NIGHTS IN THE MIDDLE OF JUNE

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

you post “sometimes all i think about is you, late nights in the middle of june”

i post “since june twenty second, my heart's been on fire, I've been spendin' my nights in the rain tryna put it out.”

we are not the same.

[cygnus-rex]

Joel & Etho ☀️ Heat Waves

Sometimes all I think about is you

Late nights in the middle of June

Heat waves been faking me out

Can’t make you happier now

Inspired by Joel’s episode 26 of Hermitcraft and his material gathering montage music choice. I made it about boat boys because that’s what I do, man.

[outsideratheart]

Meant to be - snippet (Alexia Putellas x reader)

A/N: this is only the first part of this fic which could be read as a stand alone fic or prequel to Birthdays in Bed. There is more, I promise.

Life has a funny way of giving you the thing you wanted most exactly when you needed it. Sometimes you think it isn’t meant for you, only for it to happen a few months later. 

Both you and Alexia were emotionally exhausted after going through 4 rounds of IVF. The first time didn’t take which you knew was a possibility but the fourth, that one was successful. As Christmas morning came around you watched as Alexia handed out Eli and Alba two very different presents that held the same meaning. They both welled up upon realising what it was you were telling them.

It was happiest time of your lives but only a couple a weeks later, a few days into the new year something felt wrong. You woke up in the middle of the night with sharp pains in your lower abdomen. When you pulled back the bedsheet and saw the red stains you knew exactly what was happening. Alexia woke up just as you got out of bed and saw you go into the en-suite. When she saw the cause of your awakening she jumped out of bed and ran to you.

It was a tough couple of months that followed. The team hadn’t been told that you were expecting so at least training was like normal, that was about the only place. You and Alexia were grieving the loss of your child and it was starting to take its toll. You had a decision to make. Do you try again or take a break to process the loss. In the end you agreed to try once more and if that one didn’t take then you would take a break until the summer where you would try another round.

“Are you ready?” Alexia stood in front of you in your bedroom with the test in her hand. You had sent her into the bathroom to get it as you were too nervous.

You nod your head. That told her yes but that wasn’t was you were feeling. You weren’t ready and that’s because you didn’t know if you want it to be positive or negative. The miscarriage affected you mentally more than you could have imagined.

Alexia looked down and whilst you tried to remain stoic, you saw her features drop a little bit and that told you all you needed to know.

“It’s negative, isn’t it?” You hold your hands out for her to take. She joins you on the bed and rests her head on your shoulder.

“Why is the universe so against us starting a family?” Your wife asked in defeat “We are good people”

“You, my love, are the amongst the very best people” you softly kiss her hairline “This is something that is out of our control. I have put a lot of stress on my body over the years may—“

“No!” Alexia’s head snapped up “You won’t blame yourself for this”

Alexia knew that you blamed yourself for the loss of your unborn child and whilst you promised you were doing better, she knew deep down the guilt was still there.

“I was going to say that it’s because of this stress that it might take a little bit longer than we hoped. Let’s face it, we are not the most patient people in the world”

The woman beside you chuckled as she fell backwards so she is now laying on the bed.

“We will have a family Alexia. It will happen when it is suppose to happen” 

“How do you know that?” 

“I don’t but I refuse to believe the alternative. Now, go shower because we have training in a hour and you know we can’t be late”

It was true. Every training session was crucial at the minute. The team were only a couple of games away from winning the league, the Champions League final was at the end of May and the Copa de La Reina semi final and final was at the beginning of June. It was a busy time for Barcelona and truth be told it was a welcomed distraction for the both of you.

Before you knew it you were playing in the Copa de La Reina final having won the league and the champions league within the span of a month. It was a final again Atleti, your favourite fixture of the season. You got to play against some of your best friends and it was always a good game.

“Once last game. What do you say? Shall we have some fun?” You nudge Alexia as you exit the locker room for the warms up.

“And dinner afterwards” Alexia suggested.

“You do realise that if we win then the whole team will be going on out dinner” you teased.

“I’ll take that as a yes” Alexia kisses you on your lips, leaving you in shock. Never had she done that before a game and not out in the open, not that you were complaining.

You ran your fingers over your lips as you savour the feeling of your wife’s lips on yours. There was something going on with Alexia. She was untouchable on the pitch and she played you ball after ball. Lola did a very good job at keeping your shots out of the net but some she stood no change at stopping. Going in to the final minutes it was 3-2 to Barcelona.

You were through on goal and it was only going to end one way. You felt so confident in the shot you had planned that you were already planning your celebration in your head. Only you never got the chance to fulfil it as you felt the full force of a pair of studs connect with your ankle and you heard something snap. Carmen was by your side immediately.

“Y/N! Y/N!”” Lola joined her followed by Alexia a couple of seconds later. Your wife didn’t push the defender out the way as she knew the tackle wasn’t on purpose. She simple went to your other side but not before looking at your ankle which was clearly broken.

It was bad. You knew this so you didn’t argue when the stretcher came onto the pitch. You were strangely calm as you talked to the physios and the players around you.

“Ale, please come with me to the hospital? I can’t go there alone not after last time” 

Staying and playing out the final seconds was never even a thought in Alexia’s mind. She knew the moment you were referring to and whilst you would be going to a different part of the hospital, she wouldn’t let you go alone.

A couple of hours later you were laid in a hospital room. Alexia was by your side as you both wait for the x-ray results. You knew they had to take them but you didn’t need a medical degree to know that you broke you ankle, it was a clean break and you knew that you would be out for an extended period of time.

It felt as is every five minutes three more footballers joined you in your room. You were pretty sure this many visitors weren’t allowed but you also know that the nurse was a fan which explains the leniency.

When the doctor came in there was enough football players to have a starting 11 and some subs. The older man laughed as he scanned the room. 

“I have your results. Miss Y/L/N—“

“It’s Putellas-Y/L/N” Alexia hated it when people called you by your maiden name even though the two of you never officially announced you were married.

“My apologies. Miss Putellas-Y/L/N” The doctor sent Alexia smile who nodded whilst smiling herself “as I was saying, I have your results. I think it’s best to talk to you in private. Your wife can stay of course”

Up until now you had remained in high spirits having already accepted your fate but the doctor words dampened those spirits entirely. 

“Is something wrong?” Alexia asked as she squeezed your hand three times.

“Not necessarily”

You told your friends that it was ok to leave and the doctor promised to come and get them once the results had been discussed.

The atmosphere in the room did a complete 180 as you and Alexia waited for the doctor to speak. 

“She has broken her ankle, no?” Alexia’s patience grows thin.

“Yes, let’s start with that” he says which confuses you and Alexia “You ankle is broken. It was a clean break but is a bad one. We are going to take you into surgery in the morning”

“No, you do it now. She is a professional athlete. She is a priority”

The doctor looked at you for help.

“Alexia, let the man speak. I’m sure there is a reason for the delay in surgery. There is a reason, right?” 

“There is a reason. It is part of procedure to take blood tests when a patient gets admitted. Y/N,” the man donning a white coat moves closer to you “Have you been trying to start a family?” 

This was private information. Information that you and alexia didn’t feel comfortable discussing with a stranger, nor were you ready to talk about it.

“We were. Did that play a part in the break? Did the hormones I’m taking weaken my body?” 

The doctor looks at you, over to the Alexia and then back to you.

“You’re pregnant. Rather far along actually”

You were rendered speechless. How is this possible? The text was negative and you haven’t tried since. There was no way you were pregnant. Alexia must share the same disbelief because she explains this to the doctor. He confirms again that you are indeed pregnant and that the hospital tests are much more accurate that the ones you take at home.

“You’re 9 weeks along. I have a nurse ready to give you an ultra sound if that is something you would like or we can schedule it for the moment when things are a little bit quieter” he laughs as he dips his head to the door, a reminder that your friends are outside.

“Are you sure?” Alexia asks still not believing what she is hearing.

“100%” and with that the doctor left you and your wife alone to proceed what he has just told you.

[saturdays--sun]

sometimes all i think about is you, late nights in the middle of june. usually, i put somethin' on tv so we never think about you and me. but today, i see our reflections clearly in hollywood, layin' on the screen. you just need a better life than this. you need somethin' i can never give. (sometimes all i think about is you.) you say somethin' so loving, but now i gotta let you go. you'll be better off with someone new. i don't wanna be alone. you know it hurts me, too. you look so broken when you cry, one more and then i say goodbye. (sometimes all i think about is you.) i just wonder what you're dreamin' of when you sleep and smile so comfortable. i just wish that i could give you that look that's perfectly un-sad. sometimes all i think about is you, late nights in the middle of june. heat waves been fakin' me out. heat waves been fakin' me out. sometimes all i think about is you.

heat waves by glass animals.

[osarina]

ᡣ𐭩 BUNGO STRAY DOGS

OSAMU DAZAI

INTO THE DAZAIVERSE {collection of aus}

WATERLOO! {series}

WHEN YOU KNOW, YOU KNOW! {series of connected one shots}

WASTELAND, BABY! {series}

ALWAYS {sfw, 1.8k}

IN PAPER RINGS AND PICTURE FRAMES! {sfw, 6.7k}

YOU AND ME (ALWAYS FOREVER) {sfw, 4.8k}

MID DAY NAPS WITH DAZAI {sfw, 800ish}

HE’S THE SERPENTINE, HE’S MY COLLAR {nsfw, 7.1k}

OFFICE ESCAPADES {nsfw, 1k}

DEATH BY A THOUSAND CUTS {sfw, 7.1k}

KNOW IT’S FOR THE BETTER (ALL I WANTED WAS YOU) {sfw, 3.1k}

I LAUGH LIKE ME AGAIN (SHE LAUGHS LIKE YOU) {nsfw, 14.5k}

YOU’VE BEGUN TO FEEL LIKE HOME {sfw, 3.2k}

CHAMPAGNE KISSES {sfw, 4.5k}

BRING YOUR LOVE, I'LL BRING MY SHAME {nsfw, 1.5k}

SOMETIMES ALL I THINK ABOUT IS YOU (LATE NIGHTS IN THE MIDDLE OF JUNE) {sfw, 14.8k}

WICKED LOVE WILL LEAVE ME BLIND {nsfw, 4.5k}

IN A SKY FULL OF STARS, I SEE YOU {sfw, 3.2k}

MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE NEVER BEFORE {nsfw, 10.4k}

AND WHEN I’M BACK IN YOKOHAMA {sfw, 10k}

LOST IN THE DARK (THEN I FOUND YOU) {sfw, 8.2k}

BIRDS OF A FEATHER (WE SHOULD STICK TOGETHER) {sfw, 8.7k}

FYODOR DOSTOEVSKY

SNEAKIN' A PIC (ATTEMPT: FAILED)! {sfw, 1.4k}

NIKOLAI GOGOL

NAP TIME WITH NIKOLAI! {sfw, 900ish}

SAIGIKU JOUNO

...

CHUUYA NAKAHARA

WANNA GET HIM BACK! {nsfw, 3.6k}

LATE NIGHT DRIVES {sfw, 1k}

MICHIZO TACHIHARA

...

TECCHOU SUEHIRO

...

MULTIPLE

EAT IT 'TIL YOUR TEETH ROT! {nsfw; dazai osamu, fyodor dostoevsky, nikolai gogol, suehiro tecchou & jouno saigiku, nakahara chuuya}

TELLING THEM THEY'RE PRETTY! {sfw; dazai osamu, fyodor dostoevsky, nikolai gogol}