actually i think i still have the magazine too


requested: “Can you do an imagine about the media talking about how shawn cheated on you and how toxic y/n’s relationship with shawn and then y/n started getting worried and its just fluffy and cute.”

authors note: i hope this is okay. i know what it’s like to have people constantly talk about your love life and giving you a bad rep and all that. i’ve experienced it, and i can’t imagine what it would be like to date shawn, where people would constantly be talking about your relationship with him. i didn’t write about him cheating on y/n bc i wrote this the other day and told myself that i was gunna incorporate the cheating part but i’ve been sick, and i was feeling kinda lazy on editing this imagine and adding more stuff to it. i sincerely apologize and hope u enjoy this imagine anyway tho.

“Reasons why Shawn Mendes shouldn’t be dating Y/N Y/L/N.”

“Treat You Better singer Shawn Mendes, supposedly breaking things off with long time girlfriend Y/N.”

You read multiple headlines and articles talking about your relationship with Shawn. You’ve been dating Shawn for a while so you were usually used to the media making up dumb rumors for attention. But lately you and Shawn haven’t exactly been on the same page, and it looked like the media could tell. The articles didn’t bother you that much, it was mostly what his fans had to say that hurt.

@/shawnmendesfanacc: ok but shawn doesn’t seem happy lately and i’m kinda worried it’s bc of y/n

@/shawnmendesfanacc2: guys shawn hasn’t posted any pictures of y/n on his snapchat lately and if that doesn’t worry u idk what will

Most of his fanbase was supportive of your relationship and so you had seen other tweets from them saying nice things to him, and wishing him well. Other tweets you saw were even wishing you well, and saying things like “I hope Shawn and Y/N are okay. They’ve been together for so long, they need each other.”

They were right about that. You did need each other, but they were also right about him not seeming that happy lately. You and Shawn haven’t had any huge arguments or anything, but lately you were just bickering about stupid things that for some reason got in the way of your relationship. You had told him several times that you thought it was the distance, but he only denied you. You were worried. Worried about him, worried about your relationship.

After reading several articles and viewing subscribed snapchat stories, you decided you’d had enough. Your relationship with Shawn was real, and you were both always honest with each other, so you figured if you just told Shawn how you felt, then maybe he’d understand. And so you wiped any tears from your eyes and picked up your phone to dial Shawn’s number.

Surprisingly, he answered almost immediately saying, “Hey love.”

"Shawn.” You said quietly and paused for a small second thinking of how you were going to say what you wanted to say.

"I know this might be dumb but like, have you seen all the recent articles and crap that have been put out about us? And not to mention what your fans are saying. Look, I know lately we haven’t been on the same page, and I’m sorry about that. But you haven’t exactly said anything about it, and it makes me feel like you don’t care, I don’t know. All I’m saying is, if you wanna end things then we can but like.. Why haven’t you said anything Shawn!!??“ You were getting a little frustrated and you probably sounded overdramatic but you didn’t care. This is how you felt, and you wanted him to know.

You heard Shawn let out a quiet laugh through the phone and that frustrated you even more.

"Oh so you think I’m joking or something?” You said trying not to lose it.

“No baby, of course not. Listen okay? You’re right, we haven’t been on the same page lately. But guess what darling? All relationships are like this. I’m not gunna leave you just because you yelled at me for not eating dinner, or because we don’t agree on global warming.” You chewed on your lip as your boyfriend spoke. You opened your mouth to say something but he cut you off.

“And the media can suck it. Those articles are what’s worrying my fans, making them think that I’m not happy or whatever. I thought about tweeting something about it but I didn’t wanna cause any drama of some sort. But maybe now I will. Either way Y/N, the media is always going to talk. Whether it be about my happiness or yours, or ours. But I’ll still love you. Always.” And with that, you felt so much better. Shawn’s sweet rambling always warmed your heart and it made you feel better to know that he probably hasn’t said anything about all this, was because he honestly wasn’t worried about any of it. Your silly arguments would never get in the way of his love for you and that made you happy to know.

“I love you too.” Was all you could think to say.

There was some small silence over the phone when suddenly a Twitter notification went off. You pulled your phone away from your ear to look at your screen. It was Shawn, tweeting a link to one of those articles, but putting a caption above it.

@/ShawnMendes: sorry “People” magazine but, y/n and i are still together! actually, i’m missing her terribly right now haha

“Shawnnn, I miss you too.” You said through the phone, your heart fluttering. You were lucky to have someone like Shawn who you knew would always come through during small rough patches like this.

anonymous asked:

I can't believe it's already the 20 year anniversary for One Piece! It makes me really emotional when I think about 10 year old me buying a Shonen Jump magazine out of curiosity and seeing chapter 25 in it, thus introducing to One Piece in the first place. And now here I am at age 24, still deeply in love with this series. Also I find it really cute how in the new chapter of Haikyuu and BNHA released today I saw characters wearing a straw hat pretty sure as a shout out for One Piece's 20th year.

oh wow, you’ve been a one piece fan for a long time!!  i actually got introduced to the manga by the print shonen jump magazine too :D (tho i’d seen 4kids one piece on tv before then, unfortunately….)  

even though i’ve only been a legitimate fan for about four years now so i don’t have a whole lot of childhood nostalgia about the series, it still really touches me to think about it….20 years is such a long time….i’m 19, so i wasn’t even born yet when one piece started :o weeeird.

i don’t read haikyuu and i’m behind on bnha so i didn’t see those, but it wouldn’t surprise me if they were meant as shout outs!!  i’m sure there’ll be lots of homages and awesome things related to one piece happening over the next ten days.  i’m so freakin excited.

Undisclosed Desires

A/N: Happy 2015 everyone! (I know I’m very, very late) I hope you all had a great holiday season and I hope this new year is full of great things! Thank you so much for taking the time to read my silly stories, for following me and mostly for talking to me. I love each and every single one of you!  Thanks for making my 2014 amazing! So, as a small late holiday present, here’s part number three of UD! (I’m sorry, I was very busy travelling and spending time with the fam and I really didn’t have time finish up part four yet) As most of you know, this story contains mature content; it’s based in a bdsm type relationship, so as always, I repeat: if you’re not comfortable with that practice please skip this (and if you’re a young one, too) Another small note, I don’t know how many of you have read the backstory, but as a head up: this is an au where our OFC (you) is a journalist-type thing in a fashion magazine and Luke’s the owner of a studio. I still don’t know if I’ll mention the band and obviously we’re a few years ahead of his actual age. I think that’s all I have to say about that. So anyway, I hope you enjoy this, please forgive any grammar mistakes, I haven’t slept and it’s 9 am. (Also, most of this was written while I was listening to Muse, so that’s why I’m using their songs as titles and quoting them randomly) This story is completely fictional, and the male is used for appearance proposes only; so this is by no means a representation of Luke. Please throw holy water at me. 
Here’s a small dictionary in case you don’t know some of the words mentioned in this chapter: X    Feedback is always appreciated. 

Word count: 6,000+
Pairing: Y/N-Luke
Warnings: Alcohol use, swearing, bdsm, tying up, etc..
Song: Dark shines - Muse.
Song mentioned: Bach cello suite no. 1

Enjoy - Jul. xx

Chapter 3: “Dark Shines”

When Luke left my flat that day, he promised to call me sometime next week, I really don’t remember what he said because I was too busy staring at his face while he talked. He kissed the corner of my mouth and traced the love bites decorating my neck with his index finger, making shivers travel up and down my spine. He laughed and walked out with a victorious grin printed all over his face. After closing the door I placed a hand over my neck, the energy still flowing all around my numb body, making me feel alive again.

 I didn’t think making it through the week would be so hard, the days dragged on and my body felt sore and weak.  I got a few texts from Luke saying he was working, and that as soon as he was done he would call me. I didn’t mind because I was full of work too, since I spent the whole weekend sleeping. Those four days were hell, I had to stop myself from thinking about that night, not because it was a bad thing quite the contrary, but still it was not letting me do anything at work. My mind would suddenly comb back and remember how he felt and how his touch burned my skin. I felt like a sex maniac and a horny teenager had taken over my body and mind, it took a lot of willpower not to call him and tell him all the things I was thinking about.

                On Wednesday while I was trying to get inspiration for a new article, staring blankly at my desk, feeling almost ready to cry for help. I felt my cell phone vibrate on the pocket of my skirt. I picked it up without bothering to look at the screen.

“Y/N” a soft velvety voice filled my ears.

I recognized his voice, obviously, but there was one more thing that gave him away. He was the only person I knew who would call me by my full name, not shortening my name or nicknames. I really liked the way he said my name.

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In all the giveaway-ness that happened I didn’t get to tell you all–I got the job I was interviewing for! ヾ(〃^∇^)ノ♪

Starting Monday I’ll be a bilingual travel agent for a Japanese travel agency with offices here in the US. I am super excited and I’ll be the only non-Japanese person in my office of three.. so hopefully lots of language practice will be coming my way. I think my new boss is looking forward to having someone to practice his English on too XD

I was really nervous because this job kind of fell out of the sky and it was basically an answer to a prayer. While it should make a lot of things easier for now I’m still super busy. I have a number of things I’m doing for actual paid projects and that’s basically forced everything to the wayside. 

My scan backlog is something you guys lol. I have about 10 magazines waiting for me (and more on the way) and a stack of bromides that desperately need scanned and organized. Hoping that by this time next week I’ll finally start being able to have free time to get back to doing that and maybe finish Hana no Shou. 

I know there’s an anon asking me about Iba’s bad endings right now–I will get to you! Just let me refresh my memory because there’s four of them. 

There was one more thing I wanted to celebrate. I surpassed a milestone—2000 followers! I’m still kind of in disbelief but even if it doesn’t last I want to thank you all for taking an interest in my blog. I hope to keep the Hakuouki and butai goodness flowing for some time to come! Thank you, from the bottom of my heart.

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anonymous asked:

I'm currently trying to figure out a good literary mag to subscribe to, and so far The Paris Review is my top choice. Any others you would recommend? Or do you think the PR is one of the best for literature lovers? I know you've mentioned it before so I thought I'd ask, I love everything you recommend so I'd love to get into it.

The Believer is wonderful too for an off-beat choice. n+1 is still good despite its pretentious interns. Tin House is actually my favorite these days. Harper’s is excellent, if not 100% “literary”. The Paris Review is of course rightly famous but some of the ~~serious political pieces~~ can be irritating idk. Most of them have their strengths and weaknesses – since literary magazines don’t make a lot (or any) profit, they have to be staffed by people who can afford to be unpaid. Often that’s a lot of very smart people with an eye for good work, whose actual salary comes from editor day jobs or other books they write, but it does seem to result in an inescapable privileging of certain viewpoints.

Ep.34 Ellen Show

Two weeks later

Today is the day Robyn and I were going on the Ellen show and I was really excited. I love Ellen because she is a lot of fun and she has a great energy that comes off of her. I am suppose to be performing ‘Fine China’ but since Robyn is coming with me we agreed to perform 'Cinderella’. We also decided that we would announce the pregnancy on the show. Right now Robyn and I were standing back stage waiting for Ellen to introduce me.

“Are you nervous?”

“A little bit. I don’t know how everyone is going to take the news.”

“Some people may be happy, some people might hate but as long as we’re happy that’s all that matters.” She smiled a little and I squeezed her hand.

“I have a very special guest for you all today.” I heard Ellen begin. “He sings, he dances….not better than me though but don’t tell him that.” I chuckled and shook my head. “Alright everybody give it up for Chris Brown.” I held Robyn’s hand as we walked on the stage together. I thought Ellen was going to have a heart attack when she say Robyn. We both hugged her and sat down on the couch.

“Wow I didn’t know you were coming. I would have gave you a little introduction too.” Ellen said to Robyn.

“It’s fine.”

“You look great. You’re glowing and everything. How are you?”

“I’m fine. How are you?”

“I’m getting my life right now. I thought I was getting Chris but I get to have you too.”

“Chris told me he was coming on your show and I just had to come see you.”

“I’m glad you did. Since both of you are here I can ask both of you what everyone’s been wanting to know. When did you two start dating?”

“I think it was like November of last year…am I right?” I asked Robyn.

“It was October actually.”

“I was close.”

“What made you want to be with her?”

“She’s gorgeous….she’s funny, down to earth and I always had a little crush on her.”

“What about you Rihanna?”

“I like him because he’s fun to be around. He is so goofy and he always makes me smile.”

“Do I see a wedding in the future?” I noticed Robyn tense up a little and I held her hand.

“Definitely. I’m not gonna let her slip away from me.” The crowd Awe’d as Robyn blushed.

“So who wears the pants in the relationship?”

“Definitely me.” Robyn said proudly.

“Uh uh. I run things over here. I’m the man.” I said, flexing my muscles.

“Are you alright? You look like you’re cramping over there.”

“Man Ellen. You ain’t gotta play me like that.”

“I’m wouldn’t do that to you Chris. I know your muscles are good for something and I have the video Rihanna put on Instagram to prove it.” Oh God. I covered my face as the video began to play on the screen behind us.

“Shit this is heavy.” I heard my voice say followed by Robyn’s voice saying “Stop complaining.” I listened the video continued to play and show me bust my ass on front porch.

“Fuck! Robyn help me!” She just laughed as I squirmed under the box.

“I’m forreal! This shit hurt. It’s crushing CJ!” I heard myself yell before the video cut off. I’m so glad Instagram videos are only 15 seconds long or else everyone would have watched me struggle under that box for another five minutes.

“I have two questions for you Chris.” Ellen said.


“What was happening to your muscles then and what is a CJ?”

“I didn’t eat my spinach that day and I can’t talk about that on this show.” I said with a laugh.

“Let’s talk about you now Chris. You are doing really good this year. You got songs coming out every week.”

“Naw I’m not that good but I got a couple songs out.”

“'Don’t Think They Know’ is doing pretty good on the charts.”

“It’s been number one for I think three weeks now.”

“And your artist Sevyn is doing pretty well too.” Robyn gave me a look as Sevyn’s picture popped up on the screen.

“Yeah her song 'It Wont Stop’ is hot.”

“She had an interview a few days ago about featuring you on the song. How do you feel about that?”

“She never said anything to me about it but I’ll do it if she wants me to.”

“I already like the song but it would be even better if you were on it. Have you been working on any projects lately?”

“Not really. I’ve been chilling.”

“How about you Rihanna? You’ve haven’t been doing much of anything this year.”

“I’ve just been chilling like Chris. I won’t be doing much this year. I’m managing my clothing line and I’m working on another project but that’s about it.”

“You working on music?”

“No-” The crowd gasped and Ellen almost fell out of her seat.

“So you’re not putting an album out this year?”

“Not this year.”

“Why not? You’re not retiring are you?”

“Oh no. That’s not it.”

“Then what is it?”

“I’m having a baby.” The crowd erupted in cheers and Ellen jumped up and down.

“Oh my god! This is too much excitement for me. Can I be the godmother?” I guess she got tired because she stopped jumping and sat back down. “I guess I don’t have to ask how 'her’ is doing.”

“She’s having a little more fun now.”

“How far along are you?”

“I’m almost four months.”

“So when the rumors were going around about you having an abortion-”

“I was actually pregnant.”

“I bet TMZ is feeling stupid now.”

“I swear I hate TMZ. They’re always making shit up for no reason.”

“You’ve been getting a lot of hate.”

“I’ve always gotten hate so it really doesn’t bother me. The only hate I’ve been getting lately is from one person.”

“I don’t want to get into your business but what is going on between you and Nicki. I thought you two were friends.”

“I thought we were friends too. We did two songs together and she use to be so sweet to me whenever we saw each other and then everything switched all of a sudden.”

“Did something happen?”

“No. I never did anything to her. She just started hating me out of no where.”

“And she never told you why?”

“Nope but I’m not gonna sweat it. I still have my real friends so I’m fine with her being out of the picture.”

“So what are you guys hoping on having?”

“I want a girl and Chris wants a boy.”

“I don’t want to be out numbered.”

“Is that it or are you worried about the boys?”

“A little bit of both. If we have a daughter she’ll be gorgeous because she’ll have our genes. I can’t fight the boys her off all my life.”

“Well if she’s like me you won’t have to worry about that.” Ellen said causing everyone to laugh.

“At least I won’t have to worry about her getting pregnant.”

“Okay the producers are telling me it’s time for Chris to perform.”

“Actually Robyn and I are going to perform.”

“I think you’re trying to give me a heart attack. This is too many surprises in one day. What are you performing?”

“We’re gonna go back a couple years and perform Cinderella.”

“Alright let’s hear it.”

You have my heart
And we’ll never be worlds apart
May be in magazines
But you’ll still be my star
Baby cause in the dark
You can’t see shiny cars
And that’s when you need me there
With you I’ll always share

When the sun shines, we’ll shine together
Told you I’ll be here forever
Said I’ll always be a friend
Took an oath I'ma stick it out till the end
Now that it’s raining more than ever
Know that we’ll still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella
You can stand under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh
Under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh
Under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh
Under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh

You’re becoming a dream to me
Fairytale fantasy
Nothing can ever compare
An image to my memory
Girl I’m asking could you be my queen?
A vision on a magazine
That’s when I’ll be there
It’s something we both share

When the sun shine, we’ll shine together
You know I’ll be here forever
Although it’s a lot of rain outside
Girl it’s getting late you can stay the night
But you can dipout anytime whenever
I can call a car I ain’t tryna stress ya
I’m looking for the one with the glass slipper
Baby girl you can be my Cinderella ella ella eh eh eh
You can be my Cinderella ella ella eh eh eh
You can be my Cinderella ella ella eh eh eh
You can be my Cinderella ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh

You can run into my arms
It’s okay don’t be alarmed
Come into me
There’s no distance in between our love
So go on and say my name some more
I’ll be all you need and more (ah.. ready?)

When the sun shines, we’ll shine together
Told you I’ll be here forever
Said I’ll always be a friend
Took an oath I'ma stick it out till the end
But you can dip out anytime whenever
I can call a car I ain’t tryna stress ya
I’m looking for the one with the glass slipper
Baby girl you can be my Cinderella ella ella eh eh eh
Under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh
You can be my Cinderella ella ella eh eh eh
Under my umbrella ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh

It’s raining (rainin’)
Ooh baby it’s raining (rainin’)
Baby come into me (oh)
Come into me
It’s raining (Rihanna)
Oh baby it’s raining (Rihanna)
You can always some into me
Come into me

“Alright. That’s our show. I hope everyone had a great time.” Ellen said before the show ended.

“You did great.”

“I know.” I snapped. Chris gave me a confused look and I walked away from him.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“Who the fuck is Sevyn?” I yelled when we got into the car.

“Oh my god, don’t start.”

“Who is she? Did you fuck her?”

“No Robyn. She’s just my artist.”

“And you fucked her.”

“No I didn’t.”

“You probably want to.”

“Where is all this shit coming from?”

“You’re hiding something from me.”

“I’m not hiding anything. I swear I’m not.”

“How come you never told me about this Sevyn girl?”

“I don’t know. You never asked about her.”

“Because I never heard of her!”

“You need to calm down.”

“I don’t have to do shit! You’re cheating on me aren’t you? Go ahead and say it.”

“I’m not cheating damn!”

“Yeah right.”

“What did I tell you the other day?”

“Don’t try to change the subject.”

“What did I say?! I said that you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me right?! I said that I didn’t want to lose you right? So do you really think would I cheat on you?”


“Alright then.” We were home now and we both got out the car and went inside. “Come here.” Chris said to me before I tried to go upstairs.


“I’m sorry I yelled at you. It really pisses me off when you accuse me of doing shit like that.”

“Okay.” I started to walk away and he grabbed my waist.

“You know I love you more than anything and you’re the only one I want to be with. Please don’t be mad at me.”

“I’m not mad.”

“Can I have a kiss?” I rolled my eyes and pecked him on the lips. “Uh huh you gotta do better than that.” I giggled and kissed him again. I cupped his face and slid my tongue in his mouth.

“That’s better.”

“I know.”

“I can take you to meet Sevyn if you want.”

“That’ll be cool and I swear Chris if something isn’t right with her-” He cut me off by gripping my waist and kissing me.

“Everything will be fine. You’ll see.”