#sw18

[katiehoughton]

Jack Hodgson + cagefighting [1/2]

SILENT WITNESS | 1996 - present

↳ for @thatstheglue

[dubmill]

Garratt Lane Old Burial Ground, Wandsworth, London; 22.6.2020

[jinchongjin]

Jonghyun is going to cheer the loudest tonight

[likeasoup]

minho is so full of love and i truly hope he feels all the love we give back to him

[fytaem]

{171223} SWJ Official Fanclub official notice (via udon_sang_paek, tr: keihissi) Thank you for always supporting SHINee.Regarding the announcement that we made a few days ago about the concert tour SHINee World THE BEST 2018 ~FROM NOW ON~, right now we are in the situation wherein we have to report about the future plans and schedule but the members and the staff right now are still hurting so much and haven't fully accepted what happened yet. Right now, we would like to respect the feelings of the SHINee members who are facing the sad event. Moving forward, we will sincerely think of how we can proceed to support SHINee. We might be causing a lot of worry and trouble to all of you who always support SHINee, but we would be thankful if you could give us some more time. In line with this, we'd consult with everyone and then again inform everyone of whatever the plans will be. We would like to politely ask for your acknowledgement and understanding.

[notnowkpop]

Man I hope the boys feed off this great shawol energy, cause it SOUNDS CRAZY AWESOME.

[pinklesbian]

as wise men once said............ 君はなんて beauty...... 君はなんてcutie............

[rebel-author-chick]

Detectives

Fandom: The Lunar Chronicles by Marissa Meyer

Pairing: Winter x Jacin

Theme: Detectives

Word Count: 448 words

A/N: This is my submission for tlcshipweeks 2018 day 1: Detectives. I’ve never really written for the Lunar Chronicles and it has been a bit since I’ve last read the books, but luckily for me, there are so many wonderful people writing TLC fanfic out there that I get a lot of inspiration! This is unbeta’d so if there are any mistakes that is all on me.

     The diner was busy for how late it was, but that was good when it was busy it was less likely for anyone to notice them. Jacin made his way back to their usual booth, he didn't expect her to be there yet, he had come almost an hour early after all. He needed time to prepare before she got there, it was like she had some sort of power over him. He knew she was just a girl, a normal, everyday girl who just happened to be the most beautiful person, inside and out, that he had ever met, but there was something about her that he just couldn’t resist. There were so many things about her that he liked that he could barely count them all. 

     He tried to clear the thoughts out of his head but knew it was useless. Ever since they had started this relationship **partnership **of theirs, he had practically been under her spell from day one. He knew he shouldn't be feeling this way about his C.I. but every time he looked at her… 

     “Detective…” He was jarred out of his thoughts at the sound of her voice. He looked up to see Winter sitting in their usual booth. He couldn’t help but think she looked beautiful, even with the baggie black hoodie that he gave her she was wearing. The hood covering a good portion of her face save for the few stray curls that were falling into her eyes. He resisted tucking them behind her ear as he sat down across from her and pushed away the thought that she had gotten there early just to see him.

     "Please, in public call me Jacin. We don’t want to risk being overheard by the wrong people.” His voice came out harsher than he wanted and he gave her an apologetic look. She just smiled and giggled quietly. 

     Jacin listened as she started to recount everything she could about her stepmother since the last time they had met. He knew it was risky for her, he knew that something could go wrong at any moment, but listening to her giggle made him want to whisk her away from everything and just keep her safe. From her stepmother and her goons, from the horrors she’s had to endure over the years in that house, but he had a job to do and so did she. He might be a detective out on the streets, but she had to be one in her own home. He had a whole precinct of people to back him up if he needed but she only had herself. Sometimes he wondered who lived the more dangerous life.