#even more on the 5sos blog

[lover-of-mine]

I am here once again, if your url has: a name, random numbers, words that don't fully make sense together, and you blog is untitled, has a default geometry header and the default icon, and no description, I'm going to block and report you for spam. I am tired of playing "is this a bot" while scrolling through someone's liked page to try and determine if thats in a pattern that's achievable only by a human. Just add something to your blog. Anything. If all add a description that says "not a bot" "lurking account" "just here to like stuff". Thanks.

[kindahoping4forever]

Will you comment on the Peru situation? Twitter is saying a lot of craziness and I just want to hear what's true

As always, I would advise against using Twitter as an informational resource and suggest relying instead on official channels for insight and updates.

At this point, the available facts are that tonight's show was cancelled by the local government because the promoters failed to obtain the permits necessary to hold the show. According to fans that spoke with authorities, this was a known issue weeks ago but the band and their team were not made aware until they were turned away when they arrived at the venue. The decision to cancel the show was completely out of their hands.

There's not much else to report at this point, it's just an unfortunate situation that was poorly handled by the promoters/venue and I feel bad for both the band and the fans that were looking forward to the show. 💙

[imahgined]

the rosy blog project - episode 1:

꒰ঌ intro + pt. 1 on how we made 2024 actually feel like 2014 ໒꒱

hiiii sweethearts! ໒꒰ྀིᵔ ᵕ ᵔ ꒱ྀི১

welcome to the first episode of the rosy blog project! i’m andrea, but you can call me roseate. i'll be your host to this dreamy corner of the internet, where we celebrate all things feminine and inspiring.

this project is my way of reviving the iconic rosy blog era here on tumblr. in the 2010s, life felt slower, filled with hobbies, fashion, beauty tips, boybands, fandoms, iconic tv shows, and bubbly playlists. here, we'll savor the little things that made us feel connected, feminine and creative!

༊࿐ ⊹ ˚. part 1: what was the rosy blog era?

just in case you weren't around on tumblr in the early 2010s, rosy blog content focused on the years we spent hours reading glossy magazines like teen vogue, watching our fave youtubers, and scrolling through dreamy blogs. the rosy blog style was unapologetically girly. it embraced soft pinks, cream tones, and everything feminine. it was all about finding joy in the little things, like curating playlists, buying self-care products, and creating a space that felt uniquely yours.

༊࿐ ⊹ ˚. part 2: my take on how we made 2024 really feel like 2014

from the beggining of the year, i saw so much content on ig and tiktok from people begging to bring back 2014 vibes in 2024. i definitely believe that, collectively, we made it happen. this will be a series of a few blog posts breaking down this year's best moments and how everything felt like the rosy blog era.

section 1: music and pop culture

ariana grande in her wicked & eternal sunshine era: she literally embraced everything we loved from her yours truly era and reinvented it to fit her glinda role. the looks we got from her were super feminine, elegant and classy. seeing her like this reminded me so much of her gorgeous 2010s aesthetic. also, her eternal sunshine album was insanely good. the dreamy vocals felt like a new era that revisited her feminine side from her first album. last year, we even had her yours truly live sessions. inmaculate vibes!

madison beer slowly becoming viral again: i've been a fan of madison ever since i discovered her. this year, i got so excited when her song make you mine went viral. the techno style and her beautiful voice reminded me of some of her earlier songs, even a bit of i won't let you walk away. she’s so talented, and back in 2014, she was all over tumblr. i hope she finally gets the recognition she deserves!

fangirl nostalgia: during the 2010s, you were either a 1d, 5sos, jb or btr fangirl (or all of them at once!). so much has happened this year with our faves—jb having his first child, btr touring again—it’s been a beautiful revisit of the memories we made in those fandoms. and the best part? we continue to create new ones by supporting them into their adulthood. (except for the tragic passing of liam—may he rest in peace).

lana in coachella: nothing felt more 2014 than our beautiful lana headlining coachella this year. her ethereal voice revided her most iconic songs, and the vibes were simply the dreamiest. i completely adored the setlist, and her styling was too cute! classic lana, yet timelessly fresh.

girly pop revival: from sabrina carpenter's short n' sweet tour to taylor swift's eras tour, 2024 absolutely brought girly pop back to the mainstream. we had amazing albums from artists like charli xcx (the most 2014 revival ever) and rising stars like tate mcrae, addison rae and many more. my personal favorite? FLO's debut album, access all areas. their vocals and y2k style are a must hear i'm sure you'll adore.

.mp3 by emilia: if you haven’t heard of emilia i'll be GLAD to introduce you. she's an insanely talented argentinian singer, composer, actress and model (also, the most stunning girl ever). last year, she released her second studio album, .mp3, with a 2000s-inspired sound and vibe. it's the girliest, most empowering, and fun album from a latin artist. this album served girly vibes with genres like pop, urban, dance pop, and contemporary r&b. even though this project and tour leaned into a y2k aesthetic, it also gave me major 2010 vibes with its sounds, looks and visuals. i'll dedicate a whole post to her and the album soon because, genuinely, the art direction is INSANE, and it's my favorite thing ever

for now, that’s it for this first section. i have so much to share with you—from lifestyle to fashion and so much more! i hope you enjoyed reading this 2024 recap, pt. 2 will be up soon.

i'd love to hear your thoughts on this post! let me know what you’d add or want to chat about, my dms are always open lovelies! have a magical and dreamy day ೀ ׅ ۫ . ㅇ

[giveafike]

Hello, you :)

Before we wrap this year up, I wanted to take a moment to talk with you if you have the time. Just us, if you don’t mind, come and sit with me for a bit while I share some thoughts and reflections on this year and what’s been on my heart.

Let’s start with this blog. I began this little corner of mine on July 27th. At first, I didn’t write much...I mostly lurked (classic Tumblr behavior, right?)

Writing has always been a part of me. When I was a kid, I used to compete in storywriting competitions and later as a teenager, it was my outlet, my safe space, my escape from a lot of pain and hurt. I wrote so, so much, things about 1D, 5SOS, Divergent, Hunger Games, Maze Runner - anything I could. In it's own way it kept me occupied and away from things that hurt or harmed me, if that makes sense. There's something so magical about creating your own universe to run away into! But somewhere along the way, life happened: reality, expectations, and the noise of the world pulled me away from it all.

Coming back to writing has felt like rediscovering and reawakening a piece of myself I thought I’d lost a long time ago like my old teenage ways. It’s like breathing fresh air after holding it in for too long. And knowing that my work resonates with you? That you come here, read, and support what I create? It’s overwhelming in the best way. I'm once again finding myself, like I'm learning to walk again and having you with me, encouraging me makes me want to run!

I know I say it a lot on here and on twt, but I’ll never stop because I’ll never fully express how much you mean to me. Every sweet message, every reblog or comment, every little bit of love you send my way - it gets me through my own shit. It sounds silly since all I write are these imaginary little scenarios with people who I will never know or who will never know me, but it's beyond that - it's the fact that I can entertain and create a space for us, one where you visualise yourself and can get lost in, where you can feel, where you can laugh or cry, and live in for a bit, at least until you finish reading. I’ve cried more than once reading your kind words (happy tears, I promise!). My heart swells with love for u all.

And to think, I now have over 150 followers here and over 60 on Twitter. My own little family! Over 500 notes that represent people connecting with my writing in ways I never dreamed possible. It’s incredible. It’s humbling too. And it fills my heart to the brim with gratitude. Thank you for making my days and nights just a bit brighter and for your kindness and love and for your time; for spending your time with me :,)

Now about reality. This year has been a journey, one of breaking and rebuilding, laughter and tears, highs and lows. Maybe it’s been the same for you? Life is like that, isn’t it? Messy and chaotic, yet full of moments to hold onto, giving us small things to get excited for. The bathroom-floor cries, the belly laughs, the stress, the triumphs, the quiet blessings hiding in the chaos, they all weave together to create something beautiful. I don't know what exactly, but I like to believe it'll all make sense one day. It took my time to realise the privilege I have to be able to cry in my own room and be able to feel my sadness uninterrupted, or to be able to laugh so hard I can't walk because I'm bent over laughing or to be able to zone out and be in my own world. When you see life like that, you realise how much we take our time and our small spaces for granted. So many don't have that, so many long to have their own moments, we're so lucky in that way, right?

If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that even in the hardest moments, growth is happening. The brightest, most beautiful flowers bloom after the rain and harshest weather. And if you ever feel like you’re in the storm alone, please remember that you’re not. I mean this with all my heart: reach out. To me, to someone you trust, to an old friend. Life can be tough and awkward and heavy and weird and messy, but you don’t have to carry it alone. And if it's any consolation, I’ll always be here, ready to listen, or write - whichever is easier for you.

Thank you for being here, once again. Thank you for your kindness, patience, and love. For sharing your time and energy with me. I hope I can continue to be a little corner of comfort and joy for you in 2025, just as you are mine. Like I said, I don't want to take up too much of your time, especially if you're celebrating, thanks for sitting with me for a bit :)

Wherever you’re celebrating the New Year, I’m sending you so much love. Be safe, too, good things are coming. Here’s to another year of connection, creativity, and care.

Happy New Year :)

So so sooo many kisses and hugs, lots and lots and lots of love infinite and outpouring, -Azzie

[edge-oftheworld]

5sos fanblog with a twist!

hi!! welcome to the chaos :) you can call me ariel or silver and I’m a punk violist from sydney, australia, and tbh I’m still figuring out what that is.

here I post my projects: ideas, in progress, and when they’re done I’ll put them up somewhere you can hear! project requests on at all times, can’t guarantee I’ll def do it but I will always think about it and get back to you with ideas even if I can’t make it myself. I mostly make orchestral arrangements as I’m classically trained and can read too many clefs. but keen to experiment with anything! if you want me to arrange something for you to play please include your instrument and I will assign you which 5sos member or sierra or brandy I see your instrument as too for a bit of fun.

find me over at @faithfromanewperspective for less specifically music things! but you’ll find me blogging all my thoughts here too so hope u like!

PROJECTS IN PROGRESS:

FINAL EDITS: - orchestral arrangement of CALM minus no shame and easier and kmt plus ghost of you (teeth/lie to me/nitsw//lom/goy/lonely heart//old me/best years/wildflower/high/red desert) here - (nessa barrett) plane to paris orchestral

IDEAS: - vapor/lie to me/wwylm/bad omens for @ghost-of-you - efyts rock version for @ghost-of-you’s anon - something with tgwcw or os/co or airplanes idk - easier/more plus youngblood, no shame, kmt for me - red line (hornsby version) idea i got listening to ash's voice memo - (Taylor swift) dwoht/labyrinth for @speaknowtaylorsversions

COMPLETED: -only ever completed my child of the universe (delta goodrem) violin/viola duet which is what got me into this to start with!

on this account I fully immerse myself into the mood of the songs so you’ll see some heavy stuff, I use trigger warnings and tags, and reference neurodivergence and urban design and my own experiences. it’s all for the art and connection and I hope it might be encouraging for you too

p.s. check out the exclusive photo of the sunrise in sydney that’s burning for days

[calumhoodgoss]

been listening to rebel at heart thinking about how it yes it’s 100% a ashton song but could be a calum song yk? and insomnia gives way to some lite psychoanalysis and I was thinking, calum has this lovely quietly unhinged, rebellious even, personality and it makes sense he tends to be drawn to people with kinda unhinged personalities too or at least those who are boldly themselves and that’s not quite the path of what they’re ‘supposed to’ be. but also how sad it is whenever a louder personality drowns him out because he’s truly got so much to give and he does give it but he is quiet too and it’s like, you’ve gotta not steal his spotlight. not think because he’s on the quiet side he’s got nothing to say or express because he absolutely does. it’s such a sweet combination but it must be so hard to fit the bill of someone who works there really well. all the band members do in their own ways I guess and I do think that’s a big part of what makes 5sos so successful—and especially if ashton did in any part write rebel at heart for him (I don’t know, it doesn’t really matter, but it absolutely describes calum and I can never unsee that). but in terms of a partner. I just hope whatever happens whether brandy does end up learning how to be that for him and they do end up being together in the future or he keeps looking, that he finds someone who’s just the right balance for him. I can see how that would be hard though for a lot of reasons but he absolutely does deserve that and I just hope we can talk about and appreciate this and really see him for who he is yk? idk if this is the style of ask you like but I just wanted to say hopefully nice things about calum

oooo i actually havent had a chance to listen to blood on the drums yet! but you bet your ass ill be running to do that after readimg this!

i just quickly read over the lyrics and i can totally see how you see cal in them. if he didnt help write them then i feel like he would at the very least relate to them for sure. i 100% agree with you on that one, hes definitely quiter but not less expressive.

and i agree! i hope either brandy can be that balance for him or i hope he can find someone who will be. i have my reservations about brandy (and for those reasons i dont think theyll work out) but at the end of the day whoever makes him happy is the best one for him. he just deserves someone who inspires him and also understands him and his timing and expression, whoever that might be!

its just exciting to see him be more interactive and present online again - whether thatd because of a breakup or because hes getting ready to do some kind of promo, whatever it is we LOVE to see him being himself again

ALSO

this blog is all just speculation and ive specifically chosen tumblr to express all my thoughts cause the chance of the boys or anyone they know ever actually coming across this are so so so low. im more here just to talk about all the things i think about with people who understand and are interested and dont have people in the real world to speculate with either 😊

- not that you implied anything i just thought this was fitting to add 😇

[fuck-i-like-too-much-stuff]

Intro Post

Hi, my name's Kriti [कृति]. Im desi/south asian, no longer a minor, and go by the pronouns she/her. Im bisexual (ace curious).

Major Fandoms (an inexhaustive list): Thai Dramas, and occasionally other asian countries as well (Japanese for example), Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan, Harry Styles, Zayn Malik, occasionally Liam Payne, 5sos, music in general (alt, pop, temp rock), Classic (Wilde, Poe, Tolstoy, Austen, Alcott, more)+Modern (Karen McManus, Holly Jackson, Harry Potter but not JK Rowling, Riordan, John Green, Sally Rooney, Taylor J. Reid, Madeline Miller, more) Literature, A hell of a lot of shows (TUA, Stranger Things, Suits, Atypical, Julie and the Phantoms, more), Sitcoms (Brooklyn 99, HIMYM, Friends, Modern Family, TBBT), Formula One

Passions (an inexhaustive list): Writing, Music, Theatre/Theatrics, Filmography, Mythology (mostly Hindu and Greek), Linguistics, Etymology, Psychology, Sociology, Politics, Color Theory, Graphic Designing

Ao3: Daydream8116

Pinterest: Main: KritiGupta8116; Sub: GuptaKriti2020

This blog is a safe space for all identities and welcomes interaction with open arms (asks, reblogs, comments, or even direct messages to a limit), given that you respect others and cause no harm. I will not tolerate any discrimination or prejudice against anyone and reserve the right to not interact with your comments/asks/reblogs/etc if i deem the need so.

Peace and Love

[ghost-of-you]

Ima hop in talking to throw my two sense about this major break that’s coming up for 5sos, anonymously as someone who runs a anonymous 5sos confessions blog.

There’s a lot of new people in this fandom who’ve never experienced a 5sos break, and still have trauma from either 1D or other bands who took a break and then disbanded before the reunion. Or are fans of bands who are also in a limbo and are worried about what’s going to happen. (Looking at 1975 fans, I wish the best for yall)

And I’m a mixture of both! I was here for the first break, but drifted into other music genres during it, and kinda forgot about 5sos for a while, but came back within the last 3 years.

Plus for those who were here for the first break - there’s a lot of different factors that add into the uncertainty this time, like Michael becoming a dad!

There’s a lot of feelings being thrown around in the music industry of what happens before/during breaks that adds to what a break means now vs when the first break happened. It’s just… a lot.

Okay, look, I'm nice and I'm understanding but right now I'm gonna sound like a bitch and I don't care. Whatever experience anyone has with any other band doesn't matter. What happened with one direction is different from what is happening with the 1975, that's different from what happened with big time rush, that's different from what happened to why don't we, that's different from what happened to the Jonas brothers, I can keep going but you catch my drift. They are different bands, formed by different people, in different ways, with different believes and way to make music. No one thought backstreet boys were ever gonna come back and they just did a world tour, NSYNC was seen together just last month for the first time in YEARS, bands can take breaks and reform and regroup and move on if they want. I think this expectation that you're owed content all of the time is crazy. Album cycles shouldn't be just month long things. They should be allowed to work on something for longer. They should be allowed to not tour every 6 months. 5sos released 5 album in 10 years. An album every 2 years is a fucking good number. But even if it takes them another 2, 3, 5 years, it's their right as humans to take as much space as they want. I understand why people might be scared, but no one has the right to demand anything from anyone. Maybe Luke and Ashton will release more solo music, maybe they'll go on a tour, maybe Calum will drop a poetry book, maybe we won't see them for 5 years and then they'll announce the announcement of a new song. They can do whatever they want. You can't honestly expect to have access or content or tour at all times. They are grown men with lives and families who worked hard to learn how to exist outside a band they started when they were teenagers.

And yes, Michael is gonna be a father, but one, he's not the first musician ever to have a kid so that doesn't mean anything, but you also can't expect him to not be there for his daughter. Baby girl Clifford should be his priority but in nowhere is stated that you can't be a father and a musician.

And to compare 5sos to one direction is not a fair comparison, one direction was formed in a reality show by people who only wanted to explore them. 5sos were friends first and they are still friends first. Maybe they won't drop an album every year anymore. Maybe they won't make a tour with 101 concerts in less than 8 months. But that doesn't make them any less of a band, it they are doing shorter tours and longer album cycles.

Also, if they break up, they broke up, we can't force them to stay a band.

But I stand by the fact that these men went through quarantine, lost a whole record with calm due to an internal error, dropped their label, their management, both Ashton and Luke released solo albums, with Luke signing a 3 record deal if I'm not mistaken , Michael got signed as a dj and a producer, and they still released a whole album independently that was made the way they wanted. If they were gonna stop being a band they would've done in it in 2020. They're allowed whatever breaks they want or need. They are real humans. And they are not one direction.

But this break they are taking is something that they planned around it, or do you think it's an accident the tour ended just in time for Michael to be back home for the birth of his daughter? This tour wasn't scheduled, they could've not done it. But they chose to do it. But to look at them and accuse of being about to breakup and lying about it because they are taking a break for a very specific and unbelievably valid reason is bullshit.

I don't care about whatever trauma you may have about other bands. What happened to other bands happened to other bands. You can't make a different situation about them because it's never gonna be the same because there's different people involved.

Is their life. Their choice. We're just along for the ride. It's a hell of a good one so far and if this is it so be it. It's their choice.

And honestly, if you're actually this affected by one direction breaking up and this is not just some exaggeration for the bit or a joke, get help.

[softguarnere]

You've Got a Side You Can't Explain

Skinny Sisk x reader, brief Floyd Talbert x reader

A soulmate au in which whenever your soulmate is injured, flowers bloom in the same spot on your body

A/N: Today marks the one year anniversary of me creating this blog 🥳 I've greatly enjoyed my time in this fandom, and I wanted to write something to mark the occasion. I created a poll a while back asking what fic you guys would like, and a soulmate au with Skinny won the day - which I'm super pleased about, because he's underrated 🤭 (This is written for the fictional depictions from the show - no disrespect to the real life veterans!) Title comes from Wildflower by 5SOS. Thanks to anyone who voted in the poll 💕🕊️ I hope you like this! Warnings: war, injury, blood, alcohol

"They must be adventurous," your mother always says when she spots the flowers blooming on your knees and elbows. That is where the flowers always seem to appear, which must mean that your soulmate is always hurting them. From skinned knees and scratched elbows, presumably –  maybe from climbing trees or running too fast.

"Or clumsy," your father will add with a sigh in later years, when the flowers still seem to appear just as often as they did in childhood. Most people get them less often as they get older, but not you.

Your mother always shoots him a tight-lipped glare before offering you a reassuring smile. "They must play sports, or something. Or be a hard worker."

Sometimes you wonder if your soulmate, whoever they are, is disappointed by the lack of injuries you get as you grow up. There's the occasional bruise on your leg from knocking into the coffee table that your father refuses to move, and the odd nick on your finger from helping out in the kitchen, but in comparison to the number of flowers that they give you, there is a definite imbalance.

The store near your house sells beautiful bouquets. You tell yourself that once you meet them – if you meet them, a worried voice always cautions in the back of your mind – that you will buy them flowers often, just to make up for the lack of them that litter their skin. Or you could pick the wild ones, that grow so pretty and untamed along the road.

But all of that depends on the both of you making it through the war first. 

. . .

You tell yourself that you didn't sign up to be a nurse in the hopes that it will somehow bring you closer to your soulmate. After all, what are the odds of finding them in your hometown? The war is moving people all over the world, shifting them around, shuffling them up. Becoming a nurse will allow you to put some good into the world, covering up all the bad that the Germans have been spreading all over Europe, but you can’t deny the hopeful thrum that runs through your heart whenever you imagine meeting your soulmate in the midst of all that movement. Finding them would be like standing in the eye of a hurricane, finding some calm, even if just for a moment.

Flowers have been staining your skin since the US joined the war. There’s no doubt in your mind that somewhere out there, your soulmate is going through boot camp – and getting quite a few bruises in the process, if all the small flowers that litter your arms are anything to go on.

“Looks like he’s skinned his knees – again.” Lorieli, the spunky nurse who you met during your first week, nods down to your legs.

You tug the starchy white fabric of your skirt down, hoping to cover the small blooms of color that are revealed every time that you move too quickly. Flowers are nothing to be embarrassed about. Most people get them, yes, though you more than most. Which is also not something to be ashamed of. It has, however, become sort of a running joke among the other nurses that you’re never without flowers.

“Well,” you say with a bright smile. “he’s given me so many flowers that I can never be mad if he forgets them on my birthday.”

Several other nurses giggle.

“When you finally meet him, you’ll have to give him a bouquet,” one of them suggests. “that way you can call it even.”

“He’ll get the works,” you say, thinking of all the times throughout your life that you’ve had the same thought. “Carnations, sunflowers, chrysanthemums. But who knows? Maybe I should just start stubbing my toes all the time so that I can catch up with him, call it even.”

Another nearby nurse tilts her head, trying to catch a glimpse of your knees. “Gladiolus,” she notes. “Those represent determination. At least he’s got a strong will.”

“And poor balance!” Someone else teases.

You hardly hear her, though. Determination. The thought rings in your mind. What flowers does he get from you whenever you find yourself injured?

. . .

Standing amongst the scarred earth and remnants of battle, you can’t help but wonder if this is what the surface of lifeless planets feel like. Lonely, barren. Other planets, at least, have probably always been that way. Or they give the appearance of having always been. But here, a deep feeling of sadness pervades as your eyes take in the evidence of war. Something happened here, the scene says instead.

Slowly, you walk along, keeping your eyes peeled for any soldier who may need help. Death gazes up at you from every face you see, though. The Day of Days may have been an event that’s thrilling to know you took part in, but any exhilaration you may feel is immediately snuffed out by the knowledge that so many perished to make it happen.

“Hey,” a soft voice pulls you from your thoughts. A few feet away stands a combat medic, the stark red cross on his arm band immediately providing you with a sense of kinship despite the fact that, to your knowledge, you’ve never met before. His dark eyebrows are knit together as he watches you. “Are you okay?”

You nod. Then, so as not to come across as rude, you clear your throat to speak. “I’m fine. Just – “ You glance around at the scene before you. “ – thinking, is all.”

The medic watches you for a moment, the expression in his dark eyes inscrutable. “The other nurses are looking for you back at the Aid Station,” he finally says. “I think we’re all about to move out.”

Taking one last look at the world around you, you sigh before steeling yourself and turning back from the direction that you came. “We should be heading back, then.”

Trying to lessen the tension, you extend your hand to the medic as you walk. “(Y/N) (Y/L/N).”

“Eugene Roe.” He has a firm grip. A good, solid handshake.  

“Where do you think we’re going from here?”

Roe shrugs. “I don’t know. But at least we’re finally getting away from Carentan. I don’t think too many of the men in my company have liked it too much.”

“Which company are you from?”

“Easy Company. With the 506 PIR.”

You hum in response. “Maybe I’ll see you around, then.” It’s a nice thought. He seems nice. At least from what you’ve seen of him, which is nothing but a minute or so of interaction. Still, first impressions are everything, and it’s surprisingly nice to talk to a man who’s not injured and bleeding all over you, and to interact with someone other than one of your fellow nurses. They’re nice, but something about being a running joke between them because of the inordinate number of flowers you receive from your soulmate compared to them is uncomfortable. And lately, the new look of pity on their faces has been unbearable.     

Because you haven’t had any new flowers appear since the invasion began.

Eugene offers you a smile, none the wiser to your internal thoughts. “Hopefully. Hey, look at that.” He points to a small patch of wildflowers growing under a street sign as you near the Aid Station. “They survived.”

“Despite everything,” you realize aloud.

If these flowers can live through everything that this haunted ground has seen, then maybe your soulmate can, too.

. . .

Having a friend in Eugene is nice. He’s quiet, but he’s kind, and once you get him to open up a bit, he’s funny. Knowing him is a gateway to meeting other people, too – specifically, the rest of his company. Being around your fellow nurses is fun, but, you have to admit, sometimes it’s nice to be around a company of men. It’s even a little fun to have them throw flirty smiles your way, or to ask you to dance on the occasion that you all find yourselves occupying one of England’s many pubs.

Although it would be remiss if you didn’t admit to having issues with some of the Easy men.

Liebgott is always good for a dance and never misses the chance to throw a wink and a smile in your direction. Popeye never fails to buy you a drink. Talbert is probably the flirtiest of them all. Open in his affections, warm with his smile, and smooth with his words. How could anyone not like him?

Several of the other men don’t bother to hide their frowns whenever they spot the two of you together, though. Which really wouldn’t bother you so much, except that one of his own friends is strangely cagey whenever you’re around.

“Gonna go find Liebgott,” Skinny Sisk mutters into his beer as a way of excusing himself from the table the second that you sit down.

Everyone else watches him go, though they make no comment about it or any move to leave themselves. Talbert glances between the two of you as his friend retreats across the bar. When he catches you frowning, he automatically reaches for your hand and rubs his thumb across your knuckles.

“So what’s the deal with him?” You ask, the question addressed to no one but open to anyone sitting at the table. Even with the dim lighting in the pub, it’s impossible to miss the guilty look on the men’s faces or the way that they avert their eyes from you. Undeterred, you try to brush it off. “I mean, once or twice is a coincidence. Five times means that he obviously doesn’t like me.”

Across the table, Shifty Powers smirks in a way that’s probably his attempt at hiding a smile. He’s one of Skinny’s best friends. If anyone would know, it would be him.

“Well Ma’am, I think the trouble is that maybe Skinny likes you a little too much.”

“Ah, come on Shifty,” Tab sighs, although he’s doing just as bad of a job suppressing his own smile.

Heat rushes to your face at the honesty of the answer. “Skinny is jealous of us?”

“Who wouldn’t be?” Talbert asks. “I got the prettiest nurse of them all, all to myself. You’re enough to make anyone jealous.”

Who would be able to resist that sentiment? Smiling, you lean closer to your boyfriend and plant a soft kiss on his cheek. For all of Talbert’s swagger, it sends butterflies into your stomach to realize that you’ve made him blush.

Tab runs his thumb over your knuckles again, a favorite affection of his. You glance down at your joined hands – and freeze. There, on the back of Talbert’s left hand is a band-aid. Though you know better, you can’t help but look down at your own – tragically uninjured – left hand. Not even a small bloom adorns your skin.

In your silence, Talbert follows your gaze. His handsome brows furrow when he registers what he’s seeing: the two of you are not soulmates.

“Hey, it’s okay.” Talbert leans close, resting his forehead against yours both in a show of affection and so that his friends sitting so close by won’t overhear. “We’re just having fun, right?”

You knew it was too good to be true. Still, a small part of you had always hoped . . .

“Of course,” you whisper back. “We can keep having fun, right?”

This time, Talbert initiates the kiss between you. “Of course,” he echoes.

. . .

Pain flashes so suddenly in your leg that you stumble at the sudden rush of the white-hot hurt. It’s so unexpected that you drop the box you’ve been carrying – thankfully empty. Still, the wood tumbles onto the stone floor of the church with a loud cracking noise that causes Renée to stop and look back at you.

“(Y/N)?” She sets down her own box and takes a step back towards you. “Are you okay?”

With trembling hands, you lift your skirt to inspect the point in your leg where the pain radiates from. Tugging down your sock reveals sprigs of bright marigolds and bunches of thistle that are quickly blooming on your skin.

“It’s never hurt before.”

“They’re hurt,” Renée says, voicing your fear. “Badly.” She takes your hands and offers them a gentle squeeze. “I’m sorry, (Y/N).”

But there’s no time to feel sorry. There’s work to be done as men cry out in pain and as people call out to you and your fellow nurses for help, voices and groans echoing off the church walls in the way that voices singing hymns once did.

More wounded men flow into the church in a steady trickle all morning. Somewhere out there, the Germans are getting their licks in. It’s in this mad dash that you spot Eugene stepping into the church.

For once, he doesn’t smile when he sees you. His face is set in a serious expression that’s unlike any you’ve seen on him before. Through the crowd, he makes a beeline for you, an injured man being hauled in behind him. You immediately step back, making sure there’s a place to get the new man situated.

“Who -?”

Eugene answers before you can finish. “Sisk. Shrapnel in his leg. Didn’t give him morphine.”

You pull a flask from your pocket and hand it to the injured paratrooper without thinking. He starts drinking the contents immediately as Renée and Anna inspect the damage. This is the first time you’ve ever been this close to Skinny. Usually he turns tail the second that you show up. But now, looking at his face instead of his retreating back, you realize for the first time that he’s quite handsome. Even more so, now that you know what he looks like with an expression other than a jealous pout. No wonder so many girls chase after him!

“(Y/N) . . .”

Heat rushes to your face as Renée’s voice pulls you from your thoughts. She stands on the other side of Skinny, and she’s staring down at his wounded leg.

Oh.

Once again, you lift your skirt, revealing the blooms of wildflowers that grow in the same spot and in the same shape as Skinny’s injury. Through his pain, he pushes himself up on his elbows so that he can see what everyone else is looking at.

“It’s you,” you say.

“Come now.” Renée grabs Eugene’s hand and tugs him into one of the church’s other rooms. Finding your soulmate is a rare and extremely personal thing. And you’ve just done it in a hospital full of wounded and dying men, of all places.

Skinny leans back down, staring up at you. His eyes flick over you, but his expression doesn’t change; he looks neither shocked or particularly happy. Of course you’re not required to fall head-over-heels for someone just because they’re your soulmate, and there’s no rule that says you have to spend all of happily ever after together. Still, what are the odds that your soulmate ends up being someone who dislikes you so much?

Well, not dislike, necessarily. What was it Shifty had said? Jealous.

The thought hits you so fast that you voice it without meaning to. “Did you know?”

To your surprise, Skinny sighs, squeezes his eyes shut. “Yes.”

Your heart falls. “What?”

“The first time I saw you,” Skinny explains. “I noticed some bruises on your arm. I had some small flowers in the same place. And any time I got a scrape, you would have flowers in the same spot the next time that I saw you.”

“Why didn’t you say anything? You just . . . ignored me.”

He opens his eyes. “You seemed so happy with Talbert.”

“We were just having fun,” you echo Tab’s words from that night all the way back in England. “Besides, we haven’t seen each other that much since Holland.”

This seems to grab his attention. “Oh? I’m sorry.”

You shrug. It was just fun. And there’s a war going on, anyway. That always complicates things. Like this, for one.

“If it’s not too soon,” Skinny says. “And if I haven’t ruined things, do you maybe . . . Should we actually get to know each other?”

Imagine that: Skinny Sisk, who you once thought was disgusted by your very presence, actually wants to get to know you – his soulmate.

“Yes. I’d like that.” After all, you’ve been hoping to find him since you became a nurse. You gesture to his leg. “But we have to fix you up first.” You try to smile, more to see if you can draw one out of him than anything else. “We can’t exactly get to know each other if you’re dead.”

To your surprise, he chuckles. He drains a little more from the flask that he still holds. Now, with the mixture of the confession and the alcohol that’s entered his system, he gazes up at you with big eyes, a little starry. Boldly, you take his hand in yours and squeeze.

“How you holdin’ up, Skinny?” Eugene asks. He and Renée have emerged from the room they disappeared into, Eugene holding a box of what little supplies you can spare for the front lines.

Skinny smiles, looking at no one but you. It’s enough to create butterflies in your stomach and feels warm enough to grow a whole garden in your heart. “I’m in heaven, Doc.”

[enid-rhees]

welcome to enid-rhees! my name is T, and i go by they/she! i’m 20 & a lesbian ♡ i am mostly a twd writer, but i also write for hazel in bottoms, and elisia in t@gged ♥︎

LINKS ‹3 [requests: closed!]

➛ the walking dead masterlist

➛ elisia brown masterlist

➛ hazel callahan masterlist

RULES ‹3

❥ minors do not interact at all. this is an 18+ account. please respect that. this also includes ageless blogs, if you don’t have your age in bio, or anywhere on your account, don’t follow! this is to take precaution that you’re not a minor following me.

❥ i will write smut, but i do not write any hard kinks, mommy/daddy kinks, etc. small kinks like praise kinks are fine!

❥ i don’t write for any of the TWD men unless it’s platonic.

❥ i will NOT write anything that has to do with non-consensual themes. if you request a story with it, your request will be deleted.

❥ i only write for fem!reader!

❥ once more, due to nsfw content i write, minors DO NOT interact.

❥ i have the right to delete/deny any requests that break any of my rules or make me uncomfortable!

❥ please remember that i have a job and it takes time to get everything done. it can be days/weeks before i can finish everything. i tend to get overwhelmed quickly so please don’t completely spam my inbox — 1-3 requests (per person) at a time is fine!

ABOUT ME ‹3

❥ my favorite shows are twd, young royals, criminal minds & t@gged!

❥ my favorite artists are 5sos, pierce the veil, my chemical romance, waterparks, tomorrow x together, stayc & taylor swift! ♡

❥ even if my requests are closed, my inbox stays open incase anyone wants to just talk about anything. this is a safe space ♡.

❥ i do have a job & am busy most days, so i’m not always able to get to your requests right away. please respect this.

[fallingsunflower]

Thoughts on Harry and Taylor?

I took some time to think about how to answer this question since I get it at least a couple of times every day.

I don’t know anything about Taylor. She seems cute. She’s an actress. She has a dog apparently. That’s about the extent of it, which is totally fine. I have no complaints about her and if her and Harry are dating (which they could be but idk) then that’s cool.

I have an issue with the obvious PR being used. I’m not saying the relationship is 100% fake but you’d be blind to ignore the PR in it. Taylor’s play coming out literally the same time they’re “confirmed” and holding hands, more videos of them when news of her ambassador thing dropped (when Harry followed Loewe like 6 days prior or something like that lmao), his unreleased songs dropping, the articles being posted before the videos dropped?? Hello sorry to burst your bubbles but that’s PR. It’s similar to Holivia but less annoying lmao And it’s fine because I get that’s a Hollywood tactic but tbh I have no interest in following someone because they’re connected to Harry. I don’t care about that.

I don’t really like this version of Harry tbh. I’m not down with all the PR and the sound of his newer music and his unwillingness to speak on literally anything ever. And I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with what he’s doing (per say) but it’s just not for me so I don’t like speaking about it, or about him at the moment. Nothing to do with Taylor but she’s part of this Harry image I don’t like right now.

(mini unrelated rant here) And honestly I’m seriously considering shifting the content of my blog a little to be less-Harry focused. I think I’m going to start focusing more on 1D/5SOS with Harry of course but I want to incorporate more of what I like and what I want in my life. It’s more accepting in those fandoms. I’m tired of being scared to post about Louis, for instance, because Harry fans cry “Larry” whenever I do when in reality, I just like and support Louis as an artist. I’m tired of dealing with supporting Harry when I’m not even sure I do anymore. And I’m tired of his fans having more of an interest in his sex life than his career. The Taylor asks are annoying

So yeah that’s my opinion on Taylor + some more no one asked for lmao I don’t know if I’ll answer more asks on her or not. I don’t care to

[burstingsunrise]

hi!! new to tumblr and you seem to…idk have a good grasp on the 5sos community on here? i was wondering if you knew of any 5sos blogs run by minors, im one myself and am not really comfortable following over 20 y/o and i can’t even really find any blogs to ask this question to. thanks if you have any recommendations!!

hey there! welcome to 5sos tumblr we're happy to have you <3

i'm basically ancient by 5sos fan standards so i don't know many blogs from people under 21-ish but there are a few i can rec, and they might be able to lead you to more.

@crossedwiress / @oncamelliastreet / @4thbrighteststar/ @lxvelyluke

if i missed anyone leave a comment or something - let's help anon find some blogs to follow!

[artfulinlife]

Welcome to my blog!!!!

Hi my name is Ashleigh, I'm 21 and I love art. music has been a part of my life since I could talk. as I grew up I've notices that all forms of art can intertwine. here is where I can assemble my thoughts as fast and as chaotic as the appear in my mind, and write how I talk!

my dad is a bassist and has been since HE was 15. so ever since I could walk and talk he has taken me to his band practices and shows. he is a metal bassist so all the music he introduced to me was everything from thrash metal to prog rock to 90's grunge. he taught me to have a versatile music taste, and develop my one music preferences. now we are at the point were we can get in to each others favorite artists and have in depth conversations about every part of songs.

My mom was a dancer as a teen, and as she got old er she became and avid reader. I've tried dancing and I'm not that good(lol). my mom always was one of my biggest cheerleader and never shamed me for how I thought and how into on and on when I like something. When I was a kid she always encouraged me to read and think deeper. Honestly, I can thank my mother for showing me to interpret my favorite forms of art at a deeper level. we can talk for hours on end over a book we've read or an episode of a show we've seen together. even YouTube videos and music videos will get dissected my my mom and I while drinking tea and making dinner.

Ive known I've wanted to be in a creative industry as a kid, whether is being a musician, or being a writer, working for and around other creative individuals is all I've ever wanted. I've known I've wanted to be a musician ever since we got Rock Band 2 for the ps3. I've known even more I want to be in a band since I saw 5SOS live for the first time ever when I was 13. I always wanted to find people with similar interests as me to talk non stop with so here I am.

This is my corner of the internet where I get to geek out about everything art, wether its music (album releases, new artist recs, concerts I've been to) books (either ones I've read or recs for you) tv/movies (from plot breakdowns to show/movie recs). or art (this one is all recommendations I am so new to the art world) I want this blog to be here for everyone to fangirl and geek out about all things art, and to be a community where we don't judge or shame for the art we like!! so come back often and lets get to know each other.

[rubix-writings]

Punisher Pt. 14

Fourteenth part of Punisher. I sincerely apologize for the lack of posting, I think it’s almost two years now which is wild. I got writer’s block and just couldn’t work through it and then honestly forgot about this story. This chapter is short but I’ll be posting Pt. 15 tomorrow.

This is a Chicago PD/Fire imagine with an original character. I don’t own any of the plot points or characters from the show. Also, it doesn’t follow any particular season or sequence in the shows.

Series Summary: Josephine (Jo) never expected to find support and pure love when she left Los Angeles. She ran away to Chicago and was content with living an insignificant, hidden life. But everything changes when she walks into Molly’s to get a job.

Josephine (OC) x Jay Halstead

The italicized lines are internal thoughts of the character.

Warnings: mentions of pain pills

The car ride back to Jay’s after the hospital was a quiet one. My body and mind completely shut down after I knew Jay was okay. Jay never left my side at the hospital, I guess having a brother that works in the ER and being a cop helps break protocol. After all the excitement, fear, and adrenaline of the day I fell asleep in the passenger seat clinging to Jay’s hand. I slowly wake from Jay rubbing my thigh and squeezing my hand. 

“Jo,” he whispers. “I would carry you, but it would hurt your ribs.”

I slide out of the car and lean against Jay. He rubs my back softly as we stand in the elevator. Even through the exhaustion, there’s still fear. I never felt that kind of fear before, it’s not fear for my own life but for Jay’s. That’s what’s scaring me now and I don’t know what it means. My mind can’t stop focusing on the events leading up to all of this, I always lock the door when I open. No matter how much I rack my brain trying to remember me locking the door after getting into the bar, I can’t picture it.

“Are you hungry?” Jay coaxes while leading me into his apartment. I shake my head and walk towards the sofa. I throw my coat on the chair before sitting down to take my boots off. “Jo, you have to eat with these pain pills. Will said it could make you sick if you don’t.”

I know he’s right, but all I want is to remember locking the door. Why can’t I remember that? My eyes begin to water out of frustration. 

“Hey, hey it’s okay,” Jay comforts. 

“I always lock the door after I get in, I can’t remember locking it today,” I hyperventilate.  “Why didn’t I lock the door?”

“Jo, this is not your fault,” Jay cups my face in his hands, wiping away my tears with his thumbs. 

“I always lock the door, I don’t get it,” Jay grasps my shaking hands. 

“Jo, please listen. There is a laundry list of people to blame before you. Including myself,” he sighs. “I have no idea how he knew about you or about us, but I swear to you I will find out and make sure nothing like this ever happens again. It’s been a long day, we’ll talk more in the morning alright? Why don’t you get into bed and I’ll bring you something to eat and some water?” 

I don’t say anything as I get up to go to Jay’s bedroom. I’m not mad at him, I don’t think I ever really could be. Chicago just doesn’t feel like the safe haven it once was.

Taglist: @whit85-blog @bestillmystuckyheart @nocturnalherb16 @5sos-imagine @miranda0102 @thexplosivegirl @annalism @ego-allie-bap

[saturnsdaughtr]

Welcome!!

Hello everyone, welcome to my blog!

I decided to make a little intro post so that you can get to know me. I go by Jada, or M (she/her).

I've had multiple Tumblr blogs over the years for fandoms, random posts, and even astrology. I've had this blog for a good while but I wasn't really active.

I'll most likely reblog a mix of content. If you're curious, here's a little timeline of my interests:

One Direction (since 2011/12 yes i'm a veteran. I believe I started as a Zayn girl, then I was a Harry girl for a minute. after the hiatus breakup I was a Niall girl for a WHILE. now i'm a Harry girl again. I still love Louis and Liam very badly.)

5 Seconds of Summer (since 2014??? I can't remember. I started as a Luke girl, then I was a Calum girl)

Sturniolo Triplets (since 11/2023. I started as a Matt girl, now i'm a Chris girl)

⤷ Other YouTubers that I watch: Azlia Williams (2018/19), Lexi Vee (2019/20), Maya Beatriz (2022), Siena Mirabella (2011, I remember the first video I watched was that GRWM video ifykyk 😂 it was my favorite), and KianAndJc (I was a big fan when they were active, not so much now)

The Sims 4 (since October 2022. If you also play and want to be friends, lmk!)

Harry Potter (I just watched all the movies for the first time like 2 weeks ago I know i'm late asf and they're SO GOOD OMG)

As most of the 1D fandom can relate, Liam's death had me going down memory lane, watching old 1D videos. The band was (and still is) such a major part of my life, and it feels unreal that Liam is no longer with us. I know there's a lot of controversy going around about him; it's okay for us to mourn the memories we've shared while acknowledging that he's hurt people and also needed help himself.

I never really left the 1D or 5SOS fandoms, I just wasn't keeping up with everyone after like 2018. Honestly, Liam's death really fucked with me. It was extremely unexpected and so heartbreaking. It made me realized that I miss being active in the fandoms. I've been looking at posts from the past few years and it feels like I missed sooo much omg. So now i'm trying to catch up, so I'll be using this blog to do so (if you got this far ily)

I'm a really big advocate for mental health. I've gone through the trials and tribulations time and time again, so I know what it feels like to hit rock bottom. This blog is a safe space for anyone who wants to chat or talk about anything. Please remember to always put your mental health first, no matter what.

Feel free to stop by, send me asks, or anything you like. If you'd like to know more about me feel free to ask!

Lastly, I do not tolerate racism, sexism, homophobia, or any other hateful ideologies. Please do not interact with my blog if you support any of these things or something similar.

——-

I want to leave a little memorial here for Liam as well since part of the reason I decided to be more active with this blog is because of him.

Rest in Peace Liam, you will be missed dearly 💜

[edge-oftheworld]

a snapshot in time of my CALM orchestral arrangement

so I just discovered that this is a thing you can do on tumblr and i've been debating putting it up here (i'm not even sure it's legal) but at this point, to me it's worth the (very slim) lawsuit risk to show you guys the inspo behind making this blog. for @bluewrite who i've been meaning to email this to for ages but never got there. for @tleeaves who i think got a slightly older version as did @ghost-of-you but this is also for all of you who've heard me rattling about music things, for people i've gotten into 5sos by talking about this project such as @thevagabondexpress (thank you for drawing the U2 link).

anyway, as you probably know i'm a classical violist. i know my instrument and i know a fair amount of music theory and i know how to play the keyboard/piano as well and at the start of this project i knew very little about building orchestral scores or anything about wind instruments at all. i'd written arrangements and original pieces before but only for strings-only orchestras, and though i'm alright at pulling out instrumentation from songs my experience is largely in the more classic 2000s pop/rock/worship with very minimal synth activity and max 3 part harmonies. to say this was a challenge is an understatement.

it's also not finished yet. i've gone back and forth on this getting feedback from a bunch of people, much of which i didn't understand and wasn't ready to implement. i've also found ashton and calum's videos explaining these songs in more detail and the acoustic version of teeth and best years with the actual chords of the songs and now, differently to the week tfofu came out but similar, i'm on it again, noticing things. noticing musical trends. most of this was done by pure sound intuition and a handful of piano scores arranged by @/keudae on youtube i bought and played to get a feel of the songs. I feel really stoked to have picked up on the whole lover of mine setting us up for lonely heart and being a bit like ghost of you and some of the themes within the album!

but there is a lot i didn't pick up on. especially in the last movement i don't truly feel like i did any of those songs justice. nor lonely heart. and there is a stark difference between the quality of the songs that were played at the RAH and the ones that i only had a studio version to work off (my strings background comes out here). i've also looked at all the 22 individual parts and realised, hey, i want to be in the 5sos spirit and make every single one of these fun to play and right now the only one that is is the cello which carries luke's main melody line but it's also kinda working too hard.

and that's the thing i know, probably apart from that one keychange into lonely heart from ghost of you, this for the most part sounds good and i want to share it here before i rejig it too much, make it too much more orchestral, so we can remember it and see it evolve. because i have a bunch of juno and guitar and percussion and harmony parts i haven't put in. general song vibes. shake up the choruses and make them a variation on themselves each time. maintain the atmosphere it's got but add more layers to it, be more true to the original songs. make something i would be proud to show 5sos if the opportunity ever arose, something that would actually astonish them and I think I can. because their musicality in this album is astounding, and something i haven't seen in heaps of other artists, and i want to recognise that and draw it out in something that can do it justice like an orchestra.