all the girls scream

Mess Up

RequestHow about something like when Shawn messes up a bit during a concert (its not anything MAJOR but yeah) but then he’s all bummed about it and he just feels terrible and then the reader comforts him as he cries and feels low like a loser and then cheers him up?

Word Count: 896

The arena was filled with thousands of teenage girls, all screaming and jumping to the beat of the pounding music. The multi-colored lights flashed from different directions lighting up the dark room. There was so much happening in the packed arena but even from the sound pit in the back all you could focus on was your boyfriend, Shawn.

On the big screens you could see his face glimmering in a light sheen of sweat, his curls flopping as he bopped his head along with the music, and the smile plastered on his face. Seeing him so happy and energetic made an unconscious smile rise on your face as you watched him give his all to the audience.

It was only a few minutes later that your smile quickly faded when you noticed something was wrong. You opened your mouth, singing the next lyrics, but noticed Shawn’s voice was not accompanying you. You looked to Shawn who stood at the mic, his mouth remaining closed and his head shaking at the ground.

The lack of Shawn’s voice was barely noticeable, easily being covered up by the fans screaming, but you still noticed. You noticed the way his hands started to tremble with nervousness, the way his cheeks flushed red with embarrassment, and how he started chewing on his lip, hoping the lyrics would come back to him.

It didn’t take long for the lyrics to make their way back to Shawn as he quickly picked back up with the music, but you could see the frustration etched in his face. You could tell he was angry at himself, something that always happened when he messed up on stage. You knew none of the fans noticed as their loud singing never stopped, but that didn’t matter to Shawn. You knew he always thought he should be flawless on stage.

It was growing near the end of the concert, so you made your way backstage, knowing you should be there when Shawn gets off stage. The ending notes of the show echoed backstage and from the side, you could see Shawn wave to the fans before he exited. As he made his way off the stage, you saw his lips pursed in a thin line and his jaw clenched, giving you the first signs of his frustration. He thrusted his guitar into the hands of someone from the stage crew, not giving them a second look before he rushed over to you.

You barely got a word out before you were taken into Shawn’s arms and crushed against his chest. His face was buried into your neck allowing you to feel his sweaty curls brush against your cheek. You gently placed your hand in his hair, brushing through it softly as your hand made its way to his back.

“I fucked up,” you heard him mumble into your neck. You felt your stomach drop from the sound of his disappointed voice.

“You didn’t fuck up. Let’s just head back to the bus, yeah?” You whispered to him before placing a gentle kiss on the side of his head. He nodded slowly to your suggestion as he stood up. He looked down at you, allowing you to see the sadness in his features, something that always made your heart drop.

You made it onto the bus and crawled into his bunk. Your two bodies squeezed together allowing Shawn to curl up against you with his head in your neck like before.

“I fucked up,” He said again, this time his voice more quiet and broken.

“You didn’t fuck up, babe,” You whispered to him. Your hand resumed brushing through his hair as an attempt to calm him down.

“I did. I forgot the lyrics. I’ve sang that song thousands of times and I still forgot the lyrics,” he mumbled into your neck.

“You’re not going to be perfect every time Sh-” You started, but were quickly interrupted by Shawn’s lifting his head to look at you and his angry voice cutting through the thick air.

“I need to be. Fans expect a perfect show from me and I can’t even give them that,” His voice was deep and laced with frustration as his dark eyes looked at you.

“Shawn, listen to me. Fans don’t expect anything perfect from you. They just want to see you. They know you’re human and you’re going to make mistakes. They don’t expect you not to. They come to see you, the real you. Not robot Shawn who makes no mistakes,” You attempt to comfort him. You see his features soften at your words. He waits a couple minutes before laying his head back on you and grabbing your hand in his.

“You’re right. It’s just frustrating,” He whispers.

“I know it is. But everyone still loves you and supports you. You don’t have to be so hard on yourself,” You say and Shawn nods at your words.

“I love you,” Shawn’s words were barely audible but still rang in your ears, making a smile grow on your cheeks.

“I love you, too. Even when you do mess up,” you say, giving him a soft kiss on the top of his head.

“Can you just like, hold me?” Shawn shyly asks, his hand snaking around your waist to pull you closer.

“Yeah, I can do that,” You responded, the smile never leaving your face.


❝We do have one little advantage. What advantage? There’s two of us❞

twice upon a time, christmas 2017

Okay so, I tried to keep this private last night, because I know that in no way this represents the whole of DEH stans, but I need to say this.

Last night I had the honor of seeing Dave Malloy as Pierre in Natasha, Pierre, and the Great Comet of 1812. Personally, it is my favorite show of the season, and the ticket was an end of term present to myself. (If you want a review of the show message me it was fantastic.)

Now, Dear Evan Hansen is in the theatre directly next to TGC. Normally that wouldn’t be an issue, but when I came out to the stage door last night, there was a handful of DEH fans who were being extremely rude and pushy to those of us standing in line for TGC. One girl wouldn’t stop getting in peoples faces talking about how TGC was going to lose, and the whole group (around 5 people from what I could see) was yelling and shouting for the 15 minutes I stood in line (I had paintings to drop off with the doorman.)

This is not what love of theatre is about. Tearing down another show, or even fans of other shows, is not the spirit of theatre. DEH is ABOUT the perils of bullying and ostracization, and to see this group of people acting so horribly made me incredibly angry.

Theatre is supposed to be a family, this is a small community, and if you are going to thrive off of being hurtful, hateful, and cruel, you don’t belong anywhere near it.


These are Matt and Lance’s reactions when they first meet Allura (and she literally falls into Lance’s arms might I add)

She’s obviously like really, really beautiful, that’s been established. And if from first glance these are regular boys’ reactions to her; you might think, hey, maybe if she fell into Keith’s arms literally romantic style he’d have an even more flustered and awe struck reaction…



Now you’re probably thinking, maybe Keith just isn’t into Allura like that because he doesn’t have romantic feelings for her. Well you’re right, but it’s also because he doesn’t have romantic feelings for girls at all LOOL.

Keith doesn’t have to be screaming into the void as a reaction to literally holding Allura in his arms like this, but he’d still atleast have some sort of reaction you know? He’d look even a little bit flustered. But he doesn’t, like, at all. 

His reaction is even literally the same when she’s not in his arms anymore

He gives 0 fucks to have just made contact with a girl even though Allura is clearly flustered/embarrassed

But then when someone like Rolo, who is obviously a male and most likely attractive (I’m guessing), comes into the picture doing literally nothing, just look at Keith subtly checking him out, his smirk and posture literally give it all away




Writer - @damndescendants

Requested - nope. Send in request! All types relating to Descendants are allowed!

Disclaimer - I do not own any of Descendants’ characters and/or ideas all credit goes to the creator and producers of Disney Descendants

Pairing - Harry Hook x Reader

Summary – Harry Hook’s girlfriend, (Y/N) is kidnapped by someone on the Isle and Harry isn’t too pleased with it

Warning(s) - kidnapping, violence, swearing, fluff at the end

Originally posted by heather-l-wood

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The first one fucks you up, you know?

You spend weeks trying to convince yourself
that it is okay to feel: it’s okay to want him,
it’s okay to hold his hand, it’s okay
to love this love that boils out of you
like you’re on fire and he’s the burner.
It’s okay to let him touch you,
to feel more than just yourself,
to unclench your fists and loosen
the noose fear holds around your neck,
to lose your stiffness.

It’s like once you get the hang of it,
once your palms stop sweating
in his presence, once you believe him
when he tells you there is nobody else,
when his shoulder blades feel like craters
and you are sinking into the depression,
that’s when he leaves.
And suddenly, it’s only you again
and you beg but he won’t come back
and you feel so fucking stupid
for having feelings, for letting him in,
for ruining everything.

Now you are so full of the love you
tried to give him but he wouldn’t take.
It’s like there’s a hole in his heart
that devours every ounce of your love
and leaves you with only sadness.
You just want to hug him, to tell him
you’re sorry, to spend one more night
with his dreams on your pillowcase,
but instead you spend two weeks in bed
just to watch him kiss someone else
when you get out of it and
you wish there was a way to die
without terminating your existence.

You come with a disclaimer now:
You are obsessive, crazy, your love
is too loud to be reckoned with.
When he tells you that you are
the problem, you believe him;
after all, he saw your fire
and chose to run away from it.
The fault lines in your palms have
never seemed so big and even though
you are the one with the broken heart,
you are also the one who
can’t stop the apologies from
running down your chin.

The first one fucks you up, you know?
But you’re not fucked up; he is.

—  You shouldn’t have to beg people to take your love. They should want it. You have so much to give.
The Only Exception


Requested: no but a little angst never hurt anyone. also shoutout to Emily for being awesome. 

Word count: 3,021

Originally posted by fearless-man

Shawn was the kind of guy that on the outside seemed like such an innocent boy, but those who actually knew him, knew that was the biggest fake facade you could ever come across. 

I couldn’t count how many girls he had slept with only using my ten fingers. I couldn’t keep up with the names of the girls that had walked out of our front door after a night out and I surely couldn’t keep track on how many girls, he snuck in late at night when he thought I was already sleeping. 

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((Ghost hunter AU prompts because the world needs more of ghost hunting AUs.

  • “I can straight up see ghosts, you’re kind of sensitive to them and you could be hit by a rock by one and not notice, let’s form a ghost hunting team”
  • “I thought I saw something legitimate but it turns out it was just a baby raccoon”
  • Persion A: “We’re investigating a church, don’t swear. It’s disrespectful. Person B: "I won’t swear. You won’t hear a profane perp from me. *thirty seconds later after being touched by something* whaT THE FUCK?!” Person C: “*Bursts out laughing*.” Person A: “We’re going to Hell.”
  • “No, we are not summoning a demon with A Ouija board. That’s, like, step number one of how to get killed by one.”
  • “Oh my God is that a puppy??? Holy shit that’s a puppy. How did a puppy get in here???”
  • “I swear to God if any of these dolls laugh or so much as twitch, I will burn this place to the ground.”
  • “Don’t freak out, but there is a ghost behind you making silly faces at the back of your head.”
  • Person B: “*Trips over a chair*” Person A: “Oh my Got did you just trip over a chair?” Person B: “Why do we have to investigate n the dark?!” Person C: “I caught it all on camera.”
  • “Did you just get startled by a cobweb?”
  • “We’re professionals. *Gets scared by a plank of wood falling* … Completely professional.”
  • Person A: “ SOMETHING JUST PINCHED MY ASS.” Person B:  "The ghost knows a great ass when they see one.“
  • "All of us just screamed like little girls after getting scared by a stray cat we never speak of this again, understood?”


‘Strange Vibes’ Playlist

“So Many Details” - Toro Y Moi
“Past Life” - Tame Impala
“Tessellate” - alt-J
“Video Girl” - FKA Twigs
“The Wilhelm Scream” - James Blake
“All My Friends” - LCD Soundsystem
“Annie” - Neon Indian
“Spirit” - Future Islands
“Knife” - Grizzly Bear
“Feel It All Around” - Washed Out
“On the Sea” - Beach House
“Plastic” - Moses Sumney
“17″ - Youth Lagoon
“Words I Don’t Remember” - How To Dress Well
“Black Mambo” - Glass Animals
“Gold” - Chet Faker
“Out Getting Ribs (King Krule Cover)” - Local Natives

Things that I don’t feel like screaming about ever:

Rollercoasters, spiders, cute things, jump scares, great news, seeing people I haven’t seen in a long time, meeting someone important, most things that scare me.

Things I do feel like screaming about:

When the instrumental version of the Spider-Man theme song from the cartoons plays at the beginning of Spider-Man homecoming.