Ryanmcmahon storie

iris clarke found elijah hewon irritating, perplexing. he found her interesting, enticing. that was how it started. iris already knew who he was. everyone did. elijah hewson: the boy with the famous father and the sharp cheekbones, the singer in that band that was starting to play local pubs. he had that soft kind of fame that clung to him like smoke - not overwhelming, but present enough to shift the mood of a room. when he introduced himself, he mumbled. when he sat down in the chair next to her, he smelled like rain and cigarettes. iris didn't care. or told herself she didn't. she was the kind of girl who memorized poems for comfort, who underlined sylvia plath and circled metaphors like they were talismans. she liked things neat, quiet, definable. elijah was none of those things. he was noise and movement and half formed thoughts scribbled in the back his school books.

"I only wanna speak if you have the time your not just a friend of a friend of mine.."

What starts as something casual quickly blurs into something neither of them can define - too intense to ignore, too complicated to name. He won't call it love. She can't call it nothing. On a tour full of noise, lights, and fleeting moments, Maeve might just discover that the loudest battles are the ones happening inside her own heart. Maeve: "If he cares, why won't he say it?" Elijah: "If I say it, everything changes."

Oʜ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴡᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ, ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ɪ'ᴍ sʟᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ɢᴏᴅ, ɪ ʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏʀ ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ, ᴄᴀʀɪᴀᴅ, ɪɴᴅᴜʟɢᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs sɪɴ ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇʟɪᴄᴀᴛᴇ ғɪɴɢᴇʀs ᴛʀᴀᴄɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴏᴜᴛʟɪɴᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴏɴᴄs ᴀɢᴀɪɴ 𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒋𝒂𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒘𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒙 𝒐𝒄 𝒔𝒐𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒂 / 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 / 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔 previously titled "fade into you"

when niamh steps away from the stage lights and back to the streets of dublin, she expects a break from the chaos of fame. instead, she finds herself face to face with the pieces of a life she left behind - unfinished songs, unhealed heartbreaks, and robert keating, the boy who first taught her what love felt like. as the weight of being "niamh elise" collides with the comfort of simply being niamh, she must decide if she can rediscover who she is beyond the music - and whether opening her heart again will save her, or undo her completely.

Here is a one shot to celebrate the birthday of the best lead singer Mr. Elijah Bob Patricius Guggi Q Hewson !

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡... I write one shots for the band Inhaler. ❪ ©rcketqueen ❫

LOVESONG bobby skeetz

The band are set to play two sold out show in iconic Sheffield music venue, The Leadmill, but as tension rises between the four of them, will they be able to perform successfully.

Here is a one shot to celebrate the birthday of the best drummer Ryan McMahon !

Levina Eisenhower was always daddy's little girl. At only nineteen, she had the rest of her life already planned out for her. She would inherit her father's business- Eisenhower Records, make a few hits just like he did, and then get married to Darren Hughes, the only man her father knew was wealthier than them, and have kids. Vi didn't care about marriage, or wealth, or even having kids- she just wanted to produce music. But that was the deal: have a bit of fun with music, then get married off into old money. Samuel Eisenhower, her father, was extremely rich. However, he was not respected in the upper-class. The wealthy snobs of their California suburban town, Atherton, did not believe his way of making money was something to respect. They all were born into it, with parents that came from ancient wealth. While he had only inquired his own by hustling and profiting off of his client's fame. Many, many clients. The most recent ones being a band named Inhaler, and Levina has no idea she's about to get her shot at producing them. WARNING: This book contains sexual content, graphic violence, and trigger topics such as self harm and sexual assault! Please do not continue reading if any of these topics may affect you negatively.

Robert Keating aka Bobby Skeetz one shots I take requests!! NOTHING SEXUAL ‼️

♡₊˚•. •Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand? With every guitar string scar on my hand I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover• ♡₊˚•. ~ Eeve has a difficult time managing school work and friendship, prioritizing her studies and never letting herself explore friendships and potential relationships, but when a old friend is back in town her schoolwork isn't the only thing on her mind ~ *I do not own any of the characters unless stated*

The Cure is on the speakers : it's Friday I'm in love... How can love last through time? Different places, different times but one invisible line in common: the memory of their youth.

In which Elijah Hewson loves his tour manager

One shots of the lads I take requests!

some imagines about my fav lads, mostly inspired by dreams i have & just my imagination.

What started in beautiful rooms, Won't always ends up with meetings in parking lots But maybe on a sidewalk while he cries under the rain Or on a flight while she seat with her pain back to New York...