#James Mcvey Preferences

[itwaslastnightwhenifellinlove]

Preference #37: Ice Skating 2/2

James: Sometimes I felt that December came to fast. Then sometimes I felt it came to slow. My birthday was exactly a week before Christmas. I loved the time of the year but it could be so stressful at times. Especially since my family always wants to have separate events. One for my birthday and one for Christmas, I always told them we could just celebrate once. I was never the one that wanted to be the center of attention and that included my own birthday parties. This year they finally took my advice and we would only celebrate once. Of course, James wanted something special for my birthday even when I told him not too. “Babe?” he kissed my forehead trying to wake me up. “Uh?” I rubbed my eyes before looking at him. “Happy birthday” he pulled the roses from behind his back. “Thank you,” I said as I sat up and kissed him softly. “I have breakfast making and I have the whole day planned out,” he said. “James,” I said. “I wanted to make you feel special, trust me it's just us,” he said. “Ok I trust you,” I said. He got off the bed and grabbed my hand. He leads me downstairs where breakfast was on the table. There were even more roses sitting in the middle of the table. I rolled my eyes as I followed him. I sat down with him and we both ate breakfast, for the rest of the day we snuggled and watched movies. Well, that was until around 5 and he wanted us to get dressed. I got dressed in a pair of my favorite jeans and a sweater. I grabbed my jacket and met him downstairs, I could see him light up when I came downstairs. We got into the car and went downtown. He pulled into an abandoned warehouse and I started to get confused. “Wear this,” he said as he handed me a blindfold. “James” I looked at him. “Please” he pouted. “Alright, I trust you,” I said as I put the blindfold on. He got out of the car and came onto my side, grabbing my hands. I held onto him as we walked into the warehouse, I could feel the cold air around me. He stood me in the middle of the warehouse and took off my blindfold. Somehow and I still don't know how he had a full ice ring set up for us. “Wow,” I said as I looked at him. “I know you love ice skating, so I got you your own personal ring” he smiled. “I don't know what to say honestly,” I said. “Let's go skating” he handed me the skates. We both sat on the bench and put on the skates. I made my way over to the ring and got onto the ice. I skated a few times around, he just stood and watched me. He smiled to himself as he could see how happy I was. I stopped at the door and reached for him to join me on the ice. He goes onto the ice and skated with me. We had so much fun just skating and playing little games with each other. He got off the ice and grabbed a picnic basket and laid a blanket down. I got off the ice and sat with him. I must admit it was one of the birthdays I would never want to forget.

Connor: At the beginning of the year you always thing December is so far away. It seems right after September rolls around Christmas is right in our face. I loved the time of year because it was cold and I loved to snuggle. It also meant it was the busiest time of year. Especially for Connor he always got stressed out. I always tried to help and keep him as calm and relaxed as possible. “Babe,” I said as I came up behind him, hugging him. “What babe,” he said as he turned to face him. “Let's have a date night,” I said. “I have so much to do babe” he pouted. “It can wait until tomorrow, come on let's go out on the town,” I said. “Let me send this last email and then I'm all yours” he said. “Alright I'm going to hold you to that” I said. “I'll be right with you in a few,” he said. I went and sat on the couch as I waited for him, he soon came out of the kitchen. He reached for my hand and I got up taking his hand. “Where do you want to go?” he asked. “Let's go get lunch and just walk around” I said. “Alright babe” he kissed my forehead. We left the apartment and made our way downtown. We got something quick to eat and just walked around, just enjoying the scenery. “Hey look there's and ice skating ring,” I said. “And we both don't know how to skate,” he said. “First time for everything,” I said. “True, I hope you are ready to bust your ass” he chuckled slightly.  “Come on” I said as I grabbed his hand. We got our skates and went to put them on, I knew this would be a big fail. What's life if you don't take chances and make a fool out of yourself. I got onto the ice first and held onto the sides. He got onto the ice right behind me and held onto me. I giggled slightly because I knew I wasn't good on ice and he was holding onto me. “If I fall your ass is going down too,” I said. “I know,” he said as he moved beside me. He started to skate away from me and I just watched him in amaze. I didn't think he knew how to skate but he did, he made his way back over to where I was. He grabbed my hand and skated backward as I tried to get the hang of it. “You said you didn't know how to skate,” I said “I wanted to surprise you” he winked at me. He held onto me as I started to figure out how to skate. I started to feel confident and let his hand go and started to skate on my own. I didn't really know how to stop so skated to the wall and ended up falling on my ass. “Babe,” he said as he made his way over to me. “I didn't know how to stop,” I said. “Come on,” he said as he helped me up. He slipped as well and we were both on the ice and we started to laugh. “We gotta get up,” he said as he got back onto his feet. I eased my way up so I wouldn't make us both fall again. We got off the ice and took off our skates, we returned them. We continued to walk around downtown until it got dark and we went back home. I was surprised that he actually knew how to skate, but now I know how to get him out of the house.

[lickmesimpson]

WOWZA IM BACK

hiiiii so i just got back on this blog for the first time in a WHILE and i realized i have over 400 followers. what the fuck. i guess i’m making a come back kids. gonna start posting! let me know if you have any requests.

[arewegonnagetsuedforthis]

Masterlist

Imagines

Byron Langley 

Wedding - Byron

5 Seconds of Summer 

A Calum imagine part 1 

A Calum imagine part 2 

It’s not goodbye - Calum 

Secret Girlfriend - Calum 

You’re pregnant? - Calum

Douchebag neighbour - Michael 

Blind Date - Michael 

Lazy Days - Michael

Water fight - Michael

Can’t help falling in love - Michael

Beside you - Michael 

Bad boy Michael (smut) - Michael 

The first time (smut) - Luke 

Cuddles - Luke 

Prank Calls - Luke

Cheer up babe - Luke 

Cheer up babe (part 2) - Luke

Big Bro - Ashton 

Get off me you idiots - everyone

Janoskians

Luke imagine for Sophie 

Luke imagine for Fayee

Luke imagine for Brittany 

Luke imagine for Eloise

Luke imagine for Katelynn

Luke imagine for Meah

Luke imagine for Alice

Luke imagine for Alexis 

Luke imagine for Alice (2)

Luke imagine for Jillian 

Luke imagine for Marilyn 

Luke imagine for Lauren 

Luke imagine for Jessica

Luke imagine for Emma 

Luke imagine for Alexis (2) 

Luke imagine for Brooke

Luke imagine for Rodas

Luke imagine for Rodas (2)

Luke imagine for Annika

Luke imagine for Alexandra

Luke imagine for Caroline 

Luke imagine for Karly

Luke imagine for Marie

Luke imagine for Brooklyn

Luke imagine for Alexa

Luke imagine for Mary

Luke imagine for Elizabeth

Luke imagine for Nilofer

Luke imagine for Carly

Luke imagine for Samantha

Jai imagine for Xena 

Jai imagine for anon

Jai imagine for anon (2)

Jai imagine for Ally 

Daniel imagine for Rachael 

Daniel imagine for Christin

Daniel imagine for Kirsti

Daniel imagine for Emmy

Daniel imagine for Senny

Daniel imagine for Sydnee

Daniel imagine for Schyler

Daniel imagine for Luna 

Daniel imagine for Naomi

Beau imagine for Becky

Beau imagine for Sophie

Beau imagine for Alyssa

Beau imagine for Gina

Beau imagine for Rodas

Beau imagine for Jaileen

Beau imagine for Sydnee 

Beau imagine for Alexandra

Beau imagine for Brooke

James imagine for Lauren

Beau/ Jai imagine for Paige 

Luke/ Beau imagine for Nicole

Luke/ Jai imagine for Alexis 

Dacre Montgomery

Cuddling with Dacre

Billy Hargrove

I’m your new vice

Headcanons

Dylan O’Brien

Everything looks better wet part 1 part 2

Billy Hargrove

Billy has a nightmare

Preferences 

Janoskians 

Preference #1 How you cuddle 

Preference #2 The picture he tweets of you 

Preference #3 Where he takes you on your first date

His shirt you sleep in 

How he kisses you 

His favourite picture of you

The Vamps

Preference #1 Where you first meet

Preference #2 Your song together

Preference #3 Your secret place together

5 Seconds of Summer

Moving 

Selfies he sends you when you miss his face 

Your secret place together

His favourite lipstick on you 

Your matching sweaters

The heels he buys for you

How you cuddle 

Blurbs 

5 Seconds of Summer 

Cuddling Calum 

My Hero - Calum 

The Vamps 

Skyping James

[starsbtts]

Surprising Connor on tour

[mtrenchdeathofme]

Just no... he knows he's a damn tease

whoever took the photo is probably dead too

[ohholyfanfics]

Old Post Masterlist: Part 5

Hey loves, here’s a part four of the old posts I’ve collected over the few years. Mind you these dates back to my high school days, the mass post will stop once we reach 2017.These last few parts will be of preferences and series. Hope you all enjoyed these as much as I enjoyed writing them for you all!

Part One: x

Part Two: x

Part Three: x

Part Four: x

New Hope Club Preference:

You Catch Him Wanking

The Tide Preference:

Craziest Rumor About Themselves/Relationship

You’re Their Stylist

Prank They Pull/Prank The Vamps Pull

What They Miss The Most Back Home

Going To Their Best Friend’s Graduation

Embarrassing Their Best Friend

You Walk In On Them

5 Seconds of Summer Preference:

our twitter icon

You two “dated” as kids

A picture you take with his fans

Picture He posts of you

Cute moments with fans

A show he watches with you

He tweets a picture of your baby

How He Kisses You 

How He Wakes You Up

You/He’s in the hospital

You’re having a bad day and he makes you smile.

He hears you sing for the first time 

You have an eating disorder

He knows he loves you when

Dance

Birthday by Selena Gomez

Your Embarrassing Videos

Crazy Beautiful by Andy Grammer

You Feel Insecure With Him Around Your Friends

You Get Your Nose Priced

You Can’t Sleep

Words

Showers

Rescue Me (Lost Link)

He Finds Out You’re Ticklish

Half A Heart

Flower’s He Gets You

He Wants To Learn Your Language

Something happen’s while he’s on tour

The Vamps Preference: 

He Posts A Picture Of Your Bump

He Posts A Picture Of Your Baby

One Of You Is In The Hospital

Meeting His Family

The Wanted Preference:

His Favorite Color On You

First Date

Him As A Boyfriend

Pickup Line He Uses

Song He Sings To You

How You Two Meet (Lost Link)

Your Twitter icon

How You two cuddle

Picture His Mom Posts

He talks about you to his parents

Twitter war

He/You’re Drunk

You can’t sleep

How he wakes you up

He says something cute in his sleep

His Favorite thing about you (Lost Link)

The Heart Wants What The Heart Wants

One Direction Preference:

How You Two Meet  

Pickup Line He Uses

Song He Sings To You

Him As A Boyfriend

First Date

His Favorite Color On You

Your twitter icon

How You Two Cuddle.

What You Two Bake Together

How he wakes you up

He overhears the lads talking about you

He responds to hate

Cute Moments with fans

He Knows He loves You When

Fans Catch You Being Flirty (Will be edited)

Wearing His Clothes

[pieceofmyheart8]

Crookedly in Love - Chapter Forty Nine | A Shawn Mendes Fan Fiction

Crookedly in Love | A Shawn Mendes Fan Fiction

TRAILER | MASTER LIST | WATTPAD

LAST CHAPTER! Thank you so much for reading my story. Please let me know what your thoughts are! Stay tuned for a new story coming out soon :) xx

Chapter Forty Nine (LAST CHAPTER)

I stood at the airport, waiting for my boarding call. I pressed my lips together, as my heart fluttered.

My guitar was already stowed away in the private plane Selena arranged for me. I was heading to Los Angeles today to help her with the next album. And it was surreal.

I had to pinch myself every few minutes to make sure this was happening. That I wasn't just in another one of my dreams.

But, at the same time, a part of me didn't want this to be real. A part of me didn't want to be travelling across the country away from him. From my best friend. From my...boyfriend? My...everything.

My phone rang that minute. I jumped out of my thoughts and went to answer it.

"Hey, where are you?" I asked.

"I think I'm lost," Shawn said on the other line.

"I'm in the private lounge area," I said. "I put your name at the door."

"And that's by Starbucks?"

"No, by the steakhouse," I said, laughing. "Shawn! You got to hurry."

"I don't know where the steakhouse is. Can you come and find me?"

My eyebrows furrowed. "Come find you?"

I didn't understand what was happening. Couldn't he find a map around the airport? I just wanted to see him before I left, so I didn't bother arguing with him.

"Jules, please?" he said.

And that's when I knew he had something up his sleeve. I pushed open the door of the lounge out into the terminal. I looked around, not sure what to do or where to go.

Then I heard it. I heard the strumming of the acoustic guitar from around the corner. I furrowed my eyebrows, as my heartbeat picked up speed. I don't know why I was nervous. It was more like adrenaline pumping through me.

I turned the corner to see Shawn looking like a street busker. He had his plaid shirt on and dark jeans on, and he looked like any ordinary guy off the street. It reminded me of when we first met, and of all the years we spent just playing guitar in the park, in our houses, at school.

I felt tears sting my eyes before I even could tell what he was playing.

He looked up at me and his face lit up. People were crowded around him, some knowing who he was and others just curious.

"Hi everyone," Shawn said to the crowd. "Some of you may know me. I'm Shawn, and I like to play music."

Girls started to take out their phones to document this. They knew their videos were going to go viral.

"Ever since I was twelve, I've had my better half in my life. I've become a better musician, a better songwriter...a better person. She's been the guiding light in my life. And I know, I know I'm sounding super cheesy. But, I don't care."

He kept strumming his guitar in a rhythmic fashion.

"And, we've been writing songs together ever since we met. She's been there for all the major milestones in my life. She's always been there for me."

I watched him look at me with such adoration in his eyes, and my heart has never been so full.

"She's always thought about my happiness. And, despite the contradictory stories you've heard in the media, the truth is this: I never meant to, but I've been neglecting her happiness for a while. She's been my rock throughout this journey, and I've never been good enough for her."

I felt everyone's eyes on me, but I couldn't look at them. I could only look at him.

"Julia, I know I haven't been nearly enough for you. But I will spend every day trying to be. You are about to embark on a journey filled with success and the praise you deserve because you are more talented than anyone I know."

I started to walk closer to him.

"I love you. I love you more than you know or I can put into words," he continued. "And, I thought...I just want to sing with you one last time before you go."

I ran up to where he was, as people waited in anticipation to see what I would do. And I did what any old sappy romantic would do. I threw my arms around him and pressed my lips to his. I kissed him with a sweet intimacy.

People exploded into cheers. Even those who didn't know us. They were rooting for our love story. We had a love to root for.

"I'm going to come visit you all the time," he said.

"I love you so much," I mumbled.

He kissed me again.

"Want to sing 'Life of the Party' for old time's sake?" he whispered.

I nodded.

He started to strum the familiar notes, and I jumped into the first verse. Everything was so surreal to me. Our whole journey from friends to couple to stranger back to being us again. It was a tiring, exhilarating, once-in-a-lifetime, heartbreaking journey.

But it was our story.

We don't have to be ordinary Make your best mistakes 'Cause we don't have the time to be sorry

So baby be the life of the party

We were in love. Crookedly in love. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

[britishvamps]

Break Up, Make Up

Me and Tristan were having a rough patch in our relationship, he would go out and not come back till late saying he was with the boys or out with friends. We were constantly arguing with each other over stupid things. Today was no different, he wasn’t home yet and it was 2 in the morning, I tried calling and texting him over a 100 times but he wouldn’t pick up, it went straight to voicemail. I was pacing up and down the living room when I heard the door open and slam loudly Tristan was obviously back and most likely drunk. “TRISTAN OLIVER VANCE EVANS WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?! I’VE BEEN WORRIED SICK WHY HAVEN’T YOU BEEN PICKING UP YOUR PHONE!” I shouted relieved that he was alive but beyond pissed. “OMG please shut up (Y/N) your giving me a migrane.” he said holding his head to prove him point. “YOU WOULDN’T BE HAVING A MIGRAINE IF YOU DIDN’T GO OUT GETTING PISSED OFF YOUR ARSE TRIS!” I yelled at him. “Flipping heck, I can’t even go out wiTHOUT YOU FUCKING ASKING ME MORE QUESTIONS THEN THE FBI.” Tris yelled back this happened for quite a while till he said, “SERIOUSLY SOMETIMES I DON’T UNDERSTAND WHY I’M WITH YOU, YOUR SO CLINGY!” he said, well ouch that hurt, as soon as he said that his face showed that he regretted it straight away. “Well if you don’t remember why your with me I’ll be out of your life.” I said before running upstairs with him on my tail trying to stop me.

*2 ½ months later*

It’s been nearly three months since I left Tris. Connor, Brad and James tried calling telling me that I needed to talk to him but I ignored them all. I was currently in Costa’s when I heard “(Y/N) is that you?” Tristan’s voice said. “(Y/N) I know that’s you please listen to me.” he said, I was still mad at him but there was something in me that wanted to run up to him and hug him. I sighed and said, “Fine, sit down you have two minutes.” He looked down at his hands, “What I said two months ago I meant none of it, I’m so so so so so so sorry. I’ve been a wreck without you. The boys are saying that it’s affecting my performance at concerts. Please forgive me.” he said and I believed him, “Tris you hurt me but I’m willing to forgive you. I missed you too.” I said smiling, “So will you be my girlfriend again.” Tristan asked smiling hopefully. “Hmm, no.” I said and his smile faltered. “I’m kidding, of course I will.” He beamed and kissed me.

[fckingvampsman]

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[brad-trash]

nothing lasts forever | brad simpson imagine

pairing: brad & y/n

word count: 527

synopsis: y/n is being negative about the future & brad cheers her up

warning: just brad being cute & optimistic

"We should go to Fiji next year, after the tour is over." Brad smiled looking down at you. The both of you were cuddled in bed. Brad laying on his back, and your head upon his chest.

"I've always wanted to go." You sighed, your fingers dancing across his skin.

"Perfect, it's decided then. After the tour, you and I will go to Fiji." He leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead.

You snuggled into him but couldn't help but think about the future. He was always making these plans about life after tour, life next year, sometimes even life after marriage. It was cute, but what if your relationship didn't last that long? What if you break up tomorrow, and all of these plans go to waste?

"Maybe we should go to Fiji sooner." You whispered, causing Brad to chuckle.

"Why? I mean we can if you want. I just figured it would be fun after tour, almost like a celebration, you know?" He was doing it again, reminiscing about things that hadn't even happened yet.

"What if we break up?" You didn't mean to be so blunt but the question just slipped out. You looked up at Brad again, only to realize that he was looking back down at you with a puzzled expression on his face.

"We won't break up Y/N." He whispered. You felt his arms wrap around you tighter.

"Nothing lasts forever Brad." You couldn't even look at him because the thought of breaking up hurt too badly. Although it hurt to think about a life without Brad, it was realistic. You had always been quite pessimistic when it came to the future. It just seemed easier to lower your expectations, that way if things were to go wrong you wouldn’t be disappointed.

"Okay baby, look at me." Brad sat up in the bed and pulled you onto his lap so that you were facing each other. "You mean the world to me." Brad started, and you knew where he was going with this.

"Brad, it's okay, I'm sorry for bringing it up okay?" You cupped his face in your hands, hoping he would just let it go, but he didn't.

"No, let me finish." He pouted, and you sat back and let him continue. "You can't live your life like this. You can't constantly worry about hypothetical situations, okay?" Brad brought a hand up to your face and stroked your cheek with his thumb.

"Brad, I love you." You smiled and leaned in to hug him. The both of you sat like that in silence for a few moments.

"I love you too, Y/N" Brad murmured into your hair. "Can we just live in the moment?" You shifted back a little bit and nodded. You got off of Brad and the both of you climbed under the sheets. You shifted onto your side and Brad did the same, cradling you in his arms.

"I'll still take you to Fiji." Brad whispered.

"What?" You mumbled, a little confused.

"If we break up, I'll still take you to Fiji." Brad repeated and you felt a smile creep up onto your lips.

a/n: ok this is a bit short but hopefully it was still cute. this is technically the first imagine i’m posting on here so thanks for reading i love you all xx

[santiagostape]

PREFERENCE #1 Requested by @takemewaymcvey "Your First Date"

Thanks @takemewaymcvey for the request!

BRAD: You’re anxious. You never thought you could find someone so perfect. But okay, it’s just your first date, it’s better to not get many expectations… You finish dressing your red long dress because Brad said it would be a kind of gala dinner. So, fine. You expires deeply. And then, you listen the doorbell. Then you get your high hills but stop, thinking that it’s better to not be higher than him, so you get a small hill and open the door. “Hey (Y/N).” Then he pays attention to your whole body. “Oh my… Holy God! You’re… so freaking gorgeous…” he says and you get totally brushed. “Oh… thanks” you smile still red. He looks nervous with a smile on his face. “Oh I almost forgot it…” he takes of his back a bouquet with some roses. “They’re for you, thought you could like it.” “I loved it” You open a huge smile. “So, love, let’s go?” He gets blushed listening to what he just said. “W-what did you say?” You take his hand as you’re holding the bouquet with the other. “Love” he gasps “well… I intend you to be my love so…” You just smile and get into the car very excited about what the rest of the night could bring.

CONNOR: You never was the kind of person who enjoy parties, but yes, you accepted to go out with Connor in one of them, you knew he likes it. Then you arrive, get out of the taxi and see him. He smiles nervously. “Hey (Y/N), you look very pretty, as always.” He kisses your cheek. “Awn, thanks Con…” You look around still very shy and not comfortable. “Is something wrong baby?” He tries to find your eyes. “Er…” You smile because you heard baby but hesitate. “No…” “Yes it is, I feel it. Damn. Shit.” He curses himself. “Hey, why are you cursing?” You take his face gently. “You’re not liking this, I’m horrible at this things I’m sorry.” “Hey Con, that’s okay. It’s just like I don’t feel comfy in these places but… I know you can change my mind.” You smile hopefully, you wanted both happy as it is your first date. “Hm… okay…” He seems to think. “It’s different, I’m here with you, and I’ll show them I’m yours, then no one will bother us.” He takes my hand gently. “You swear?” I smile. “With all my heart.” He puts an arm around your waist. Then you get in with him. It was much better than you planned, he was there totally for you and took care of you as much as he kisses you.

JAMES: You’re starting to think that the first date being at your home with the dinner you made wasn’t the best option. You know how he is when the subject is food. Even it was just a salad you didn’t know if it was the way he likes. And God, you did a desert with chocolate without knowing if he likes it. You were cute wearing a dress with a messy coke. The door rings. “Gosh” You’re definitely nervous. You walk slow til the door. Then you open it. “Hey pretty” he smiles “I mean, hey (Y/N)” “Hey Jam” You smile. “Come in.” “I hope you like chocolate…” He gives you a heart full of bonbons and a little bear. “I love it! Thank you so much!” You open a big smile. “Thanks God, I love it too but I didn’t know you do.” He enters and observers the house. You have the dinner and then it was good. It’s time for dessert. “So… I’m hoping you don’t kill me because of what I did for dessert.” You take out of the fridge your dessert. “What is it?” He looked kinda worried. “Chocolate mousse” You sit back in front of him. “It’s the most perfect dessert ever, it’s my favorite, how did you guess?” “I dunno, it’s just mine too.” He smiles at you admiring the girl he found. And yes, you guessed the right dessert. He’s already adoring you because of that.

TRISTAN: You’re going to his home. He said to wear normal clothes but you’re still nervous. You arrive and knock on the door. He opens with a big smile wearing his own style. “Hey (Y/N), come in please” He smiles and look to your whole body. You come. And you smell a freaking good food. “Oh you’re cooking for us!” “Yes, hope it’s getting good… while it gets ready would you like to see my drums?” He smiled hopefully. “Of course!” Yeah, that’s the guy, you love drums. He takes you for the room of the drum. “Oh the Drum has its own bedroom” You kid. “Oh yes, she’s special, that’s why just special people can enter here.” He looks at you. “Sit here” He shows you a bench. “I dunno how to play it Tris.” You look at him. “I can help you” He gets another bench and sits very near your back and take your arms gently. “Okay” You whisper. He teaches you for sometime until you feel his lips against the skin of your neck. “Oh my God” you whisper “Is it a part of the class?” “It’s just a preview of our first date of loads” he whisper still kissing you neck. After that you two have dinner and enjoy the night exactly as he said.

[itwaslastnightwhenifellinlove]

Office Secret

Type: One shot about James Rating: Rated R for some sexual content Word Count: 3200+ Pairing: James + Britney Enjoy!

It was just another Monday morning, where she didn't want to get out of bed. She hit her snooze button way too many times that now it won't turn off. She signed and finally got out of bed, of course, she was going to be late. She made her way to the bathroom and took a quick shower. Getting dressed for the day, pulling her hair up in a messy bun. Making her way downstairs grabbing her bag and slipping on her shoes. Making her way out of the apartment and into her car. She drove to her favorite cafe but the drive-through line was insane. She parked her car and went inside, ordering her drink. Leaning against the counter as she checked her phone. Her order was up so she grabbed her coffee and started to head out the door. She was still looking down at her phone when she bumped into someone. 

"Sorry," he said. 

"Watch it," she said. 

"Says the person on the phone," he said. 

"What?" she said as she looked up at him. 

"You are the one not watching where you are going," he said. 

"It's never been a problem before," she said. 

"Guess today it is," he said as he walked away from her. 

"Jerk," She said as she left the cafe. 

 She made her way back to her car and pulled off. She finally pulled into her job and made her way inside. Checking in before making her way to her office. Sitting at her desk drinking her coffee as she checked emails. For some reason, she couldn't get him off her mind. 

"We have a meeting. Something about a new CO" Sarah said as she walked into Britney's office. 

"A new CO?" Britney asked. 

"Yea some new fancy guy or whatever," Sarah said. 

"I'll be there shortly," Britney said as she finished her coffee. 

She threw her coffee into the trashcan and made her way to the meeting room. She saw him sitting at the head of the table. She rolled her eyes and took a seat as the meeting started. He was going to be the new CO, basically Britney's new boss. As the meeting came to an end, she was asked to show him around. 

"Look who it is," he smirked as he leaned against the table.

"What is your name?" Britney asked. 

"Mr. Jerk to you" He smiled. "It's James," he said.

"James this way," she said. 

"What is your name?" he questioned as he followed her. 

"I'm Britney," she said. 

She finished showing him around the office and then she went back to her desk. She started working on the things she needed to get done. Of course, he would hover over her because he had nothing better to do. She worked through lunch so she could leave early. After her last client, she turned off her lights and shut down the computer. Closing the door behind her as she started to leave the office. 

"Leaving already?" James asked. 

"Yes, I'm done with my task list for today," She said. 

"Have dinner with me," he said. 

"Why?" She looked at him. 

"Think we got off to a rough start," He said. 

"Yes we did but we don't have to do dinner. We can just be coworkers" she said. 

"Please, just let me take you out to dinner," he said. 

"Tonight?" she questioned. 

"Yes right now, I'll grab my jacket," he said. 

"Alright" she nodded softly. 

He came back with his jacket and held the door open for her. She walked out of the office and he led her to his car. She wanted to drive herself to wherever they were going. She followed him downtown to the restaurant that he wanted to go to. Once she parked the car he came over and opened the door for her. Putting his hand out to help her out, she grabbed it and got out of the car. He got them a booth for two. She sat across from him and looked through the menu. She had never been here before so she didn't know what to get. 

"What is good here?" she asked. 

"The shrimp pasta is good, so is the chicken," he said. 

"They have lobster," she said.

"Get whatever you want," he said. 

"That's expensive plus I don't like lobster," she said. 

"Still get whatever you want," he nodded.

The waiter came over and he ordered them drinks and asked for a few more moments. Once the drinks arrived at the table they both ordered what they wanted. He picked up his glass and leaned it towards hers. She picked up hers and placed hers against his glass. 

"To new beginnings," he said. 

"To new beginnings," she said as she took a sip. 

"Do you like it?" He asked. 

"It's amazing, what is it?" she questioned. 

"It's Camymus," he said. 

"It's really good," she said. "Can I ask you a question?" she looked at him.

"Sure," he said. 

"Why did you want to become a CO?" she asked. 

"Guess the rich kid wanted to do something with his life," he said. 

"I didn't mean it in a bad way," she said. 

"I know you didn't, just the truth," he said.

"I think you will like working at the office," she said. 

"I already do," he smiled softly. 

The food finally arrived at the table. They started to eat and talk, the drinks were flowing and they both were having a good time. Once the bill came he paid for it quickly so she did not see how much it was. He walked over to her side and put his hand out once again. She grabbed it and stood up from the table, she stumbled slightly. He placed his arm around her waist and called his driver to come to pick them up. He was slightly drunk as well and he didn't want to risk hurting her. 

"Thanks for tonight," she said. 

"Nope you are not driving," He said as he took her keys out of her hand. 

"I'm fine," she said. 

"Then stand up straight," he said as he let her go. 

"Fine," she said. She tried to stay standing up straight but she stumbled again and started to laugh. 

"I got you," he said as he wrapped his arm around her waist. 

"Thank you," she said. 

His driver pulled up and he helped her into the car. He got in with her and told the driver to take them to his place. She laid against him as they drove. She started to drift off before they got to his place. He got out of the car and gently woke her up. She got out of the car and he picked her up, taking her inside. Sitting here on the couch as he made his way into the kitchen. He grabbed her a cup of water and a few aspirins. 

"Here," he said as he handed her the cup. 

"What is that?" she questioned. 

"Water and aspirin," he said. 

"I can't take those, but thanks for the water," she said as she grabbed the cup. 

"No problem," he spoke softly. 

"So this is your house?" she asked as she stood up. 

"Yea it is" he nodded. 

"Pretty," she said as she started to walk around. 

He got up from the couch and followed her. Showing her around the house, making their way upstairs. She stood at the doorway of his room, he came behind her. Placing his hand against the lower part of her back. She turned to face him, he placed his hand against her hip. She rested her hand against his chest as she looked at him. He leaned against the doorframe pulling her close to him. Place his hand against her chin, tilting it up slightly as he leaned down. Kissing her softly, she grabbed his shirt and kept him close as she kept the kiss between them. He placed his hand against her neck as he slowly pulled away. 

"Let's lay down," he said. 

"Ok," She nodded. 

She slipped her shoes off before laying down on his bed. He laid beside her, she moved closer and snuggled to him. He played with her hair as she laid her head down on his chest. They both drifted off to sleep in each other's arms. He woke up around 4 am when he heard her in the bathroom. She was throwing up, he grabbed one of his shirts and made his way into the bathroom. He got a cool washcloth and placed it on the back of her neck. Moving her hair from her face as she threw up in the toilet. He grabbed a towel when she finished so she could wipe her mouth. She leaned against the wall as he stayed with her. 

"Let's get you changed," he said as he handed her his shirt. 

"Thanks," She said as she took off her shirt and put his on. She also took her pants off because they had puke on them too. 

He picked her up and laid her back in the bed. He went downstairs with her clothes and put them in the washer so they would be ready in the morning. He got a bottle of water and crackers, making his way back upstairs. She was already fast asleep in the bed hugging his pillow. He smiled as he leaned against the doorframe, just watching her silently. 

"Who is that?" his maid asked. 

"Britney," he whispered. 

"The girl you've been stalking?" she asked. 

"No, just the girl I've been dreaming of," he said. 

"The girl from yesterday morning," his maid said. 

"Yea the girl from the cafe," he said. 

"Well hope she's everything you were dreaming of," she said as she walked off. 

He made his way into the bedroom, placing the cup of water and crackers on her side. He got into bed with her and laid with her until he fell asleep. In the morning she woke up confused because she was alone in a strange room. She sat up and realized she didn't have her clothes on. Just panties and his tee-shirt, some of the pieces started to come together. 

"Wait I? With the boss? Oh god" she said to herself. 

"No we didn't and good morning," he said as he came in with breakfast. 

"What happened last night?" she questioned. 

"We had dinner, you got drunk so I brought you back to my place," he said. 

"Did we?" she looked at him. 

"No, your clothes are in the bathroom freshly washed," he said. 

"What happened?" she said. 

"You got sick last night so I helped you change and then you crashed," he said. 

"Thank you," she said. 

"Eat then shower. Then I'll take you to get your car" he said as he kissed her forehead. 

"Ok thanks" she nodded as she started to eat, he left the room. 

She finished breakfast and made her way to the bathroom. She turned the water on and closed the door as she got undressed. She saw a basket of shower things, everything that she loved. She got into the shower and just stood under the water. She quickly washed her hair and washed off. She got out of the shower, dried herself off with a towel. She got dressed and grabbed her shoes as she made her way downstairs. 

"Ready?" he asked. 

"Yea I am" she nodded. 

"Let's go," he said as he stood up. 

He led her to his car and helped her into the back. His driver took them back to the restaurant so they both could get their cars. They parted ways as she drove off towards her apartment. She guessed that he went straight to the office but she needed to change. She made her way into her apartment and went to change. She left her apartment and went to get coffee before she went to the office. As she drove her memory of the night started to come back, she remembered the kiss. The throwing up and him taking care of her, she didn't know what to do. She took a deep breath as she entered the building, she quickly made her way to her office. She went straight to work trying to get him off her mind. She didn't realize what time it was until James knocked on her door. 

"Lunch?" he asked. 

"Oh I'm working through lunch," she said. 

"Come on" he reached for her hand. 

"I always work through lunch," she said. 

"Just come on," he said. 

"Ok" she nodded as she stood up. 

She took his hand as he led her to the courtyard. He had their lunch on the table just waiting for them. She smiled as she followed him. He pulled out her chair and she nodded and took a seat. He sat down next to her and served lunch to her. They started to eat and got so lost in conversation that they didn't realize what time it was. His phone started to go off but he turned it over and ignored it. 

"So can we talk about last night?" she asked. 

"Nothing happened, nor will I ever put you in a position like that," he said. 

"I know that, I'm starting to remember" she looked at him. "Sorry for throwing up in your house," she said. 

"It's ok, it happens," he said as he brushed the hair from her face. 

"I want to talk about the kiss," she said. 

"What about it?" he asked as he brushed his thumb against her lips. 

"I don't want people talking nor knowing," she said.

"Our little secret," he said. 

"I just don't want people to think I'm only working here because I'm with the boss," she said. 

"That's fine, whatever you are comfortable with," he said. 

"I want to take things slow, '' she said. 

"Ok at your pace" he smiled softly. 

"Thank you for taking care of me," she said. 

"No problem," he said as he kissed her cheek. 

"Sir your 4 o'clock is here," his assistant said as she walked out to the courtyard.

"Is it 4?" he chuckled as he nodded to his helpers.

"I should get going," Britney said as she left the courtyard. 

She made her way back to her office and continued with her day. She didn't finish work until late but she finally finished. She closed her office, he grabbed her arm before she could leave. Leading her back to his office, closing the door behind them. He sat in his chair and pulled her onto his lap. She smiled and rested her hand against his chest, playing with his tie. He cupped her cheeks and kissed her softly. She kept the kiss between them as she moved closer to him. He slipped his hands up her legs, under her skirt. She squirmed at his touch at first but she didn't want him to stop. Moving her panties to the side as he slipped his thumb against her clit. Rubbing it softly as she moaned against his lips. She jumped when she heard someone knock on his door, she got off of him and sat in the chair. He got up and left his office with whoever was at the door. She sat in his chair and looked through his computer. She saw a folder with her name on it so she clicked it. She saw videos of her just doing normal things, many pictures of her in her apartment. Her heart started to race as she continued to look through the file. She heard him coming back so she quickly closed it. 

"Want to head back to my place?" he asked.

"It's pretty late, I should head home," she said as she walked past him. 

"What just happened?" He asked as he grabbed her hand. 

"Nothing, just pretty tired," she said as she pulled back. 

"You sure?" he asked.

"Yea, see you tomorrow," she said as she left the building. 

"Britney" he yelled as she got into her car. 

She pulled off from the parking lot and pulled into an abandoned lot. She sat in her car and started crying, she was scared for her life. Was he stalking her? She overheard him talking last night to his maid but that couldn't be true. Why did he have pictures of her and videos? She realized that their encounter at the cafe wasn't a mistake, it was planned, him buying the company was to get close to her. She took a deep breath in before trying to start her car but it wouldn't turn over. She saw a car coming into the abandoned lot and she just knew it was him. He came up to the car and knocked on her window. She took another deep breath in and got out of her car. 

"Are you ok?" he said as he placed his hand on her cheek. 

"Yea I'm fine," She said as she moved from his touch. 

"Come on, I'll take you home," he said. 

"I'm fine, " she said. 

"In some abandoned lot?" he questioned. 

"Why do you have videos of me?" she looked at him. 

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"On your computer?" she said. 

"You went through my computer?" he asked.

"Yea I did," she said. 

"I had my people look into everyone at the company before buying it," he said. 

"Oh," she said. 

"Yes, because I didn't want people who I don't trust working for me," he said. 

"I'm the only one on the computer though," she said. 

"Haven't gotten around to deleting the files" he said. 

"Ok," she nodded.

"Please let me take you home?" he said. 

"I want to go home alone," she said. 

"Fine," he said. 

She got into his car and he took her straight to her apartment. She went inside alone and he pulled off. She made sure all her curtains were down so there was no way someone could look in. She went upstairs and laid down trying to relax. Was he telling the truth or was he just stalking her? She started to like him but now she was paranoid because she didn't know what to expect from him. All those criminal shows started to make her mind racing a million miles an hour. She finally fell asleep in her bed. She wanted to take things really slow with him, meaning staying away from him that weekend. She would go to work early and try to avoid him as much as possible. 

"I heard about what you did," he said as he leaned against her doorframe. 

"And what was that?" she asked. 

"Come on, you know," he said. 

"Well it's no secret, everyone knows," She said. 

"Can we just talk?" he asked. 

"Sure," she agreed. 

They left the office building and she went with him to his apartment. She made sure everyone that knew her knew where she was just in case things went wrong. All they did that night was talk and he cleared his name and proved that he was telling the truth. Of course, she would keep her guard up but maybe she could be with him. They laid under the stars and just watched the night sky. He moved closer to her and kissed her cheek softly, she turned so he kissed her. She smiled against his lips and kissed him softly. Maybe this time was different than with her last boss. She snuggled close to him resting her head against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her as they continued to watch the night sky. Was this her happy ending or would it end in tragedy?

[petersasteria]

𝐤'𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

DISCLAIMER:  *This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.*

𝟝 𝕊𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕣

The Basement - Ashton Irwin

Little Boy - Michael Clifford

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Finally Letting Go - James McVey

Life - Brad Simpson AU // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4

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Fearless - Niall Horan

How You Meet - Preference

Road Trip - Louis Tomlinson

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Listen - Blake Richardson

Ours - George Smith

New Hope Club Imagine ft. The Tide

Too Good at Goodbyes - Reece Bibby

Ms. Universe - George Smith

Trapped - Blake Richardson

Break Up - Reece Bibby

It All Started on Instagram Live - George Smith

Auditions - Reece Bibby

The Late Late Show with James Corden - George Smith

A Conversation - Blake Richardson

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[starsbtts]

A/N this is short and crap but got inspired by this gif It was hard being away from Brad as he worked on the album with work and school there was no chance that you was able to go with him to LA for the few weeks he was out there. Instead you just had to stay up late to Skype or call it was hard but it was his work and you knew that the moment you got into a relationship with him. It was hard on the nights when there was no chance to talk because he would be at work until late and you would fall asleep by the time he would get back. Like tonight he had told you that he was going to be in the studio late and not to wait up for him even though you told him about having to work late on an essay. Which you dropped the moment you got a notification to say he’d gone live on Instagram the moment you clicked on it you was greeted with a sleepy Brad spinning around on a chair you could heard the other boys in the background talking about something as Brad pulled his beanie down a little more. “So like I was saying we are currently working in LA on the album” his eyes scanned the every flowing chat smiling once in a while at the messages that came through “Do I miss Y/N?” He read out a shy smile crossing his face “I miss Y/N everyday she’s busy with school but yeah it’s hard being away from her but we try and talk everyday but we’ve had a few late nights in the studio so I haven’t seen her pretty face I miss it” Your hands went to you keyboard typing out a message hoping he would see it ‘I miss your pretty face too you idiot’ pressing the send button. Brad’s face turned a shade pink and he turned to laugh off screen grinning as he pinned the comment. “Looks like I’m going to have to leave you folks my girlfriend is demanding my pretty face”

[man-creates-dinosaurs]

November is a big month for kaijū fans and aficionados. One reason is that November 3rd marks the anniversary of the original GODZILLA’s Japanese theatrical release in 1954. This year the Big G turns 63. Seeing how I technically missed the opportunity to do an anniversary post I thought I’d still like to put up something reflecting on the original film and its legacy. And then this topic came to mind…

A STOP-MOTION GODZILLA

Back in 2015 stop-motion animator and friend of this blog, Mark Wolf – best known for the educational paleo-short THE AGE OF MAMMALS (81) – offered up his speculations on how the original GODZILLA (54) may have been different if stop-motion animation, a la the work of Ray Harryhausen, had been used instead of suitimation. Wolf penned this piece as part of a series of posts for The Fantastic World of Ray Harryhausen Facebook page called “What If Ray Harryahusen Had Made… Theatre.” I found Wolf’s conjectures and insights fascinating and this led to a discussion between us about how and why stop-motion was and wasn’t used on GODZILLA.  

To be clear Wolf was never attempting to disparage the original GODZILLA as a film, writing that he “respect[s] the original Japanese GOJIRA’s black & white cinematography, impressive score and anti-nuke sentiments” but nevertheless finds “the visualization of Godzilla… laughable, especially when compared to KING KONG (33) or THE BEAST FROM 20,000 FATHOMS (53).” In particular, Wolf highlights the scenes of Godzilla’s maritime activity noting that while Godzilla sinks multiple boats in his premiere film he never appears in the same shot as any of them, which is in stark contrast “to [a similar] shot in BEAST when the Rhedosaurus sinks a ship.” Because Wolf believes that stop-motion provides a better “performance” then suitimation he says he’ll gladly take “Ray’s approach every time.” Note that Wolf’s emphasis here is on “performance,” not realism. Many western critics reject tokusatsu films for looking “fake,” but Wolf openly acknowledges that stop-motion is no more “realistic” looking then suitimation.

As for other ways GODZILLA may have been different had stop-motion been employed, Wolf starts off by pointing to Godzilla’s American precursor; THE BEAST FROM 20,000 FATHOMS (53). Based on the short-story “The Foghorn” by Ray Bradbury and published in The Saturday Evening Post in 1951, Wolf observes that the dinosaur featured in the original painting by James Bingham which accompanied the story’s debut “looks more like Godzilla” then the model creature that Harryhausen would later produce. Wolf speculates that had stop-motion been involved in the production of GODZILLA that the titular monster, freed from the constraints of needing to fit a human inside its anatomy, may have also been much closer to that of Bingham’s painting or even the Rhedosaurus from BEAST and points to Tony McVey’s re-imagined model of Godzilla as a quadruped as one possibility.

However for everything gained something must be lost and Wolf writes that the downside to a stop-motion Godzilla is that it would have almost certainly annulled SFX director Eiji Tsuburaya’s impressive miniature cityscapes. Wolf notes that Harryhausen “tended to avoid” such elaborate miniatures “because they were repetitious and limited in their performances” preferring instead to composite his creatures into live-action sets.

All this speculation of course gives rise to the question of why Tsuburaya – a great admirer of Willis O’Brien’s work on KING KONG – didn’t employ stop-motion on GODZILLA? On this point Wolf addresses the two most frequently circulated claims about why Tsuburaya didn’t employ stop-motion: A) because “Toho couldn’t afford stop-motion” and B) because “no one in Japan at the time [was] capable of pulling off the effect.” With regards to both of these claims Wolf argues that neither makes any sense. Regarding cost Wolf points out that many of Harryhausen’s films, like “EARTH VS THE FLYING SAUCERS (56) had a $120k negative cost,” which is well below GODZILLA’s entire production budget of $175k. As for the claim that Japan lacked talented stop-motion animators, this is entirely erroneous and flies in the face of the fact that “there is stop-motion in GODZILLA, including the most singularly bizarre use of model animation for VFX, ever - a shot of a fire truck overturning and spilling two firemen who have been riding on the sides (note how the headlights come on as the scene progresses)” as well as “a different shot, of Godzilla’s tail, [which] is ideal for animation and I am not at all surprised they tried it at least once.”    

Wolf goes on to speculate that the real reason that Tsuburaya didn’t employ stop-motion is because director Ishiro Honda was “impatient” – basically envisioning a scenario similar to what happened to O'Brien while working on Irwin Allen’s THE LOST WORLD (1960) which I’ve previously blogged about here. However on this point I had to correct Wolf, since the decision not to use stop-motion on GODZILLA wasn’t Honda’s but rather actually came down from Toho Studios Production Manager Iwao Mori, and only after Tsuburaya told him that it would take seven years to complete the film if stop-motion was used. Wolf found this claim, that Tsuburaya estimated it would take seven years to film GODZILLA with stop-motion, “hilarious” and wondered where he got such a ridiculously inflated number from since he would have “certainly [known] KONG didn’t take years to film” and noting that on average “the VFX for [a Harryhausen film like] JASON AND THE ARGONAUTS (63) [only] took nine months.” BEAST only took a year.

In light of this I have to wonder if Tsuburaya was truly being sincere or deliberately hyperbolic when he told Mori it would take seven years to shoot GODZILLA with stop-motion. Was Tsuburaya really that ignorant about how long such a process would take? Or was it Mori who wanted stop-motion and Tsuburaya who didn’t and knew he could scare the producer out of the idea with such an over-the-top estimate of the time needed to film the movie?

However even if it wouldn’t have actually taken Tsuburaya seven years to do GODZILLA in stop-motion it nevertheless would have still been unfeasible since, as I pointed out to Wolf, the one thing Tsuburaya didn’t have was time. It’s important to remember that the original GODZILLA was not a well-planned out film. GODZILLA was released on Nov. 3rd, 1954 and producer Tomoyuki Tanaka came up with the idea on a plane ride back to Tokyo in mid-April of that same year as a last minute replacement for a war movie which had fallen through. Though Tanaka would go on to relate a number of tall-tales over the years about what his inspiration for Godzilla was, the reality clearly appears to be that the trade papers at the time were reporting that Toho’s main studio rival, Daiei, was going to be releasing THE BEAST FROM 20,000 FATHOMS in Japan in December of ‘54 and that Tanaka had decided that Toho could beat them to the punch by whipping out their own domestic monster movie a month before. Here Wolf also points out that WB, the US distributors for BEAST, had netted a nice $5-Million in box office returns on the film after only paying $250k to acquire it, numbers which certain caught the eyes of execs at both Toho and Daiei. Once Tanaka had convinced his fellow Toho brass to invest in this admittedly risky venture, spending three times what they had spent on any previous film on GODZILLA, pre-production got underway in early May and production in early July. Tsuburaya’s team didn’t begin work however until August at which point they had about two months to shoot the 263 SFX shots (out of 868 shots) needed for the film. Steve Ryfle writes in his book Japan’s Favorite Mon-Star (98) that all-total Tsuburaya spent 71-days shooting the special-effect scenes for GODZILLA. As Wolf acknowledged, with such a small window of time to work in “not much could [have been] delivered” if stop-motion had been employed, “so hand-puppets, animatronics, [and] suits would [have made more] sense.”

But Wolf also finds himself still puzzled over GODZILLA’a random use of stop-motion, including that perplexing and admittedly unconvincing fire truck scene which he feels strongly that “no sane VFX Director would [have] elected to do” in stop-motion given that one of the things stop-motion is historically poor at portraying is objects moving at high speeds. The end result of such a shot is what for all the world looks like a toy fire truck with dolls being knocked over. I told Wolf that while I didn’t know about the fire truck scene itself I thought an apt parallel to it could be found in August Ragone’s 2007 biography of Tsuburaya in which he recounts a popular antidote concerning the 1965 Toho film FRANKENSTEIN CONQUERS THE WORLD. Here Tsuburaya needed to shoot a scene in which the dinosaur-like kaijū Baragon attacks a stable full of horses. To accomplish this some decidedly fake looking miniature horses were placed in the scene for the monster to menace. When asked by a young intern why he had opted for the model horses over a composite shot using real horses Tsuburaya simply replied: “Because using a model horse was more fun!” Personally I think this antidote tell you everything you need to know about Tsuburaya and his aesthetic philosophy when it came to special-effects.

Tsuburaya would employ stop-motion in one other Godzilla film, 1962’s KING KONG VS GODZILLA, which is actually based on a story idea originally conceived by Willis O’Brien for a Kong sequel is which the supersized simian would have fought a giant-sized version of Frankenstein’s Monster. The first example of stop-motion in KING KONG VS GODZILLA is during the attack of the giant octopus on Faro Island where several of the octopus’ tentacles are stop-motion. Later there are several long-distance and aerial shots of both Kong and Godzilla which are done with stop-motion models. However the most obvert and dramatic example is a brief sequence in which Kong charges Godzilla, prompting Godzilla to rear up on his tail and deliver a kangaroo-kick to Kong’s chest; knocking the giant ape backwards. Another reason why Tsuburaya likely abandoned using stop-motion in his films is because it did not convincingly match the look of the suitimation monsters. This was the reason given by special-effects director Koichi Kawakita – who had mentored under Tsuburaya – for his own rejection of stop-motion when he assumed the role of head SFX-director at Toho beginning with GODZILLA VS BIOLLANTE (89). Kawakita had considered using stop-motion in this film and had a roughly 20-second sequence made in which Godzilla fights off the plant monster’s tendrils. However it was never used, ultimately being relegated to the deleted scenes section of the DVD and eventually YouTube. IMAGES

1) Tony McVey’s re-imagined Godzilla model kit

2 - 3) The only two stop-motion shots to appear in the original GODZILLA (54)

4 - 5) Kong and Godzilla throw down stop-motion style briefly in KING KONG VS GODZILLA (62)

6) Eiji Tsuburaya with his underutilized stop-motion Godzilla puppet

[pieceofmyheart8]

Crookedly in Love - Chapter Forty Eight (A Shawn Mendes Fan Fiction)

SECOND LAST CHAPTER, EVERYONE! xx

TRAILER | MASTER LIST | WATTPAD

Chapter Forty Eight

I woke up next to Shawn. I turned around to face him, the sheets rustling. His eyes were closed, and he was breathing deeply. I looked around the hotel room. Our clothes were strewn across the floor in a scattered, hopeless mess.

I remembered him grappling at my shirt, and I his. I remember telling him I loved him for the first time in a while without wanting to cry.

It felt right last night. And it felt right this morning.

I leaned over and brushed my lips against his. His eyelids fluttered, as his hand traced my jaw.

"Hi beautiful," he whispered.

"Shawn," I replied softly.

"Mhm," he murmured back.

I kissed his shoulder, and I watched him smile.

"I love you," I said. "I haven't been this happy in a long time."

"I love you too," he responded. "I know our relationship has a lot of rebuilding to do because of me, but - "

"But, I want to rebuild it. I'm serious this time. No hidden feelings of resentment. I'm all in this time."

He nodded. I leaned in to him, and he pulled me close. I could feel his warm breath tickle my chin.

"I'm not going to go to LA with Selena," I said.

He didn't say anything.

"I love you so much, and I feel like we've been on different pages for so long. And now that we're finally together, I can't let anything stupid come in the way of us again."

"Jules," he started to say.

"I'm serious."

"I know you are. And I want you to be with me always. I just -"

"No, no arguing. I get to make this decision. I want you."

"I want you more than anything."

"Then, what are you saying?" I asked. I looked up at him, and he pressed his lips together.

"Nothing."

He kissed me feverishly, and I didn't want him to say another word. I had this weird feeling inside me -- this opportunity presented itself, but I knew if I left Shawn, I would regret it. I would regret not giving us a chance.

There was a knock at the door. I got out of bed and quickly threw on an oversized t-shirt and my jeans. Shawn slipped into the bathroom to change.

I opened up the door. It was Camila.

I opened my mouth to say something as my stomach dropped. There were so many things I wanted to tell her. How dare she tell people about Shawn and me? How dare she tell Selena to flirt with him in order to bring to light his "true colours"? How dare she...

Care about me? She cared enough about me to try and get me out of this situation.

My anger and my sentimental emotions were battling with one another. I didn't know what to do. So I stepped forward and hugged her.

"Oh, Julia," she whispered, as she hugged me back. I held her tightly. "I just want you to be happy."

Tears welled up in my eyes. She wanted the best for me. Even though she went about it in this way, all she really did was put me first.

"I am," I said, wiping the tears away.

"Okay," she replied, her eyes welling up with tears as well. "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done anything or said anything. But, I know you. And I know you love Shawn so much, and you would do anything for him. To make him happy."

I sat down on the bed, listening to her.

"But, I wanted you to think about you for a change," she continued on. "I wanted you to stop putting yourself second."

I looked down at my hands. "I know."

"I love you, Julia," she came over to me. She gave me another tight hug. I peered over to see if Shawn would come out of the bathroom, but he made no move to do so.

"Let's go for some coffee," I suggested.

We left the room, and I texted Shawn I'd be back later.

I spent the next few hours with Camila, just catching up. We met up briefly with Taylor, but no one brought up the events of last night. And my mind was whirring about. Camila told me to put myself first.

I had never thought that I was putting myself second. But maybe I was. Maybe I was sacrificing too much to be here with Shawn.

But, no. I shook those thoughts away. I would regret it if I left before Shawn and I could really figure our relationship out. That was the right decision.

When I came back to the hotel room, I saw Shawn sitting on the bed beside my suitcase.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I packed for you," he said.

"Oh really? And where are we going?" I asked, playfully. He was joking. My suitcase was empty. He was just messing around.

"Not we," he said. "You."

I stared at him, letting the words sink in. I went over to my suitcase and threw it open. All of my things were in there.

I looked up at him, and he was staring at me intensely with tears in his eyes. His cheeks were flushed and eyes red. Seemed like he had been crying for a while.

"Shawn, what's happening? What do you mean?"

I walked over to him, and he collapsed. He pressed his forehead against mine and took staggered breaths.

"I don't want to lose you. I don't want you to forget about me, but you need to go to LA. You need to do this for yourself -"

"No, no," I started to protest.

"Yes," he said. "You deserve so much more than this. You deserve to get everything you've ever wanted and pursue your dreams. I'm not letting you sit back and watch me. I'm not going to be that guy that held you back."

"Shawn -"

"I love you so much. Which is why I know this is the right decision."

"It's - it's not. What about us? I would be sick if I didn't let us have a real chance."

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm not going to stop loving you like  do right now. But you need to do this for yourself. I need you to do this."

We both couldn't speak for a moment and our tears mixed together. I kissed him, burrowing into his shoulder.

"You know you have to go," he whispered.

I nodded, but couldn't bear to say the words out loud.

"I want you to be happy. That's all I've ever wanted," I murmured.

"But you need to be happy too. And I know you're going to regret not going."

"I'm going to regret not staying."

"Julia," he said. "I love you. You make me a better person. Day after day. It's time I started being there for you too."

I knew he was right. Deep down, I knew he was right. I just simply nodded because I couldn't find the right words to express how I was feeling in this moment.

So we said nothing. We just stood there holding each other, letting the time pass us by.