and other famous people

anonymous asked:

whos the most famous person youve met ?

Uhhh i saw jennifer lawrence at an art show once maybe like 2 or 3 years ago and she brushed off a fan really rudely and i was like .. damn lol. Also i guess danny from game grumps counts? I saw him in little tokyo a while ago and i was like oh shit lol!! But idk all the other famous people i’ve seen in LA were old actors.

anonymous asked:

it's kind of... weird that he hit a million so fast? like throughout the week he shot from 500k to 800k to a million. like i know he was in a super popular show but he wasn't exactly the main character. buuut idk anything about marketing or analytic shit so i'm wondering if you knew anything to explain it lol

I followed him when he had like 217k just after Stranger Things 2 came out, literally the next day he had another 100k. I think every time he posts, he gets more popular, he’s been doing a lot of interviews for ST2, and did the GQ awards. He’s also been on Buzzfeed, had a lot feedback (also by other famous people) on Twitter. I don’t think it’s that weird, he’s a very attractive and talented dude and I think a lot of people have started to notice thanks to ST2 especially. I don’t think he’s bought them or anything, I just think people like him!

- Meg

one of the reasons why I did straight white boy problems was because I wanted to grow as a person. This blog was my medium and I pushed myself to create, and to create, I had to expand my perspectives. 

In some ways, the straight white boy character that you became acquainted with was an exaggerated version of myself. Many of the problems were real life occurrences/observations/events that I drew from personal experience, but some problems also came from friends or were satirized to the point where the anecdote was unrealistic. Straight White Boy Problem #965 is honestly one of my personal favorites because this “problem” was actually a real situation in my life, and this situation could apply for several dudes that are questioning the meaning of masculinity.

The person that started at problem #1 is not the same person that finished with problem #1000. I was very much a self-entitled brat when I started this blog, but i have grown since then. I will be graduating college in december with a dual degree, leadership positions in student organizations, and the confidence that I can go out and do anything I set my mind to.

having a level of internet popularity (this blog finished with just over 164k followers) on a medium such as tumblr is very scary. one bad move, and you lose your rep - we have seen that with zubat, pizza, and most recently, sixpenceee. my advice to yall is to keep holding people in these positions accountable, but NEVER elevate internet famous people above other people. not everything i said over 3 years was 100% politically correct, but when i was in the wrong, i had fair and jovial conversations with people to figure out why i was in the wrong. no matter where you go in life, try to treat everybody fairly and equally - hopefully they will do the same to you. 

as for my name, you can call me alec. i did promise i’d tell you guys who i was after everything was said and done so there ya go.

thank you for following this blog and thank you for being a part of this experience. this blog was a giant, beautiful mistake that just kinda happened and im happy that yall enjoyed it as much as i did. i may do something in the future, i may not, but i leave this blog a changed and better person.

sincerely,

swbp

The world was expecting Reputation to be a celebrity self-pity party, after her September single “Look What You Made Me Do,” airing her grievances about getting mistreated by other famous people. Even if you think her complaints were totally justified, they felt like a dreary waste of her creative time, and many fans were dreading the idea of a whole album’s worth. But sorry, world – that was just one of her Swiftian fake-out moves, because there’s nothing else like that song on Reputation. (Whew.) Instead, she’s playing for bigger emotional stakes – this is an album full of one-on-one adult love songs. That’s a daring swerve from a songwriter who’s scored so many brilliant hits about pursuing the next romantic high. Taylor might love the players, but nowhere near as much as she loves the game.
—  Rolling Stone, on Taylor Swift’s reputation (2017)
bangtan asks

we are bulletproof: if you could be any superhero, who would you be and why?

no more dream: if you woke up tomorrow to be incredibly famous, how would you react?

i like it: if you could reverse any moment in your life, what would that moment be?

n.o: biggest pet peeve?

we on: how do you deal with people who don’t like you?

if i ruled the world: what would you do if you found out that you were an heir to a wealthy kingdom?

coffee: what’s your coffee order?

cypher pt. 1: if you had to be part of a kpop group, what position would you want to be (i.e. leader, visual, lead vocal, dancer, rapper, maknae, etc.)

rise of bangtan: when and how did you get into the king and legends, also known as bangtan sonyeondan?

satoori rap: what does home mean to you?

boy in luv: when you are interested in someone (romantically, sexually, etc.), does your behavior change?

just one day: who would you want to spend the last day of your life with?

tomorrow: goal that you would like to achieve within the next year?

cypher pt. 2: one thing about yourself you wish people would appreciate more?

spine breaker: what is your weakness when it comes to spending money?

jump: favorite childhood memory?

miss right: what is your ideal ‘type’?

i like it pt. 2: dream date?

danger: have you ever had a near-death experience?

war of hormone: most embarrassing moment?

hip hop lover: three songs that are meaningful to you?

let me know: are you good at keeping secrets?

rain: most spontaneous thing you’ve ever done?

cypher pt. 3: favorite outfit to wear?

blanket kick: longest time you’ve spent lying in bed (sleeping or not)?

24/7 = heaven: what are you most looking forward to?

look here: do you have any hidden talents?

second grade: proudest accomplishment?

i need u: are you in love?

hold me tight: does physical contact comfort you?

love is not over: ever had your heart broken?

dead leaves: how loyal are you?

move: last time you cried?

butterfly: most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen?

run: do you like traveling? if so, where? what’s your dream vacation?

ma city: if you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?

baepsae: do you vote and/or keep up with politics?

dope: what did you want to be when you were younger? how does it compare to what you want to be now?

fire: are you a spontaneous person?

save me: your favorite place on earth?

young forever: what is one movie from your childhood that you will always treasure?

boys with fun: you’re going on a roadtrip with seven other people– dead, alive, fictional, real, famous, or not. who are they, and why?

converse high: how many pairs of shoes do you own?

whalien 52: weirdest thing that has ever happened to you? alternatively, weirdest dream you’ve ever had?

house of cards: when was the last time you felt sexy?

boy meets evil: have you ever committed a crime? if so, what was it? alternatively, what is the worst thing you have ever done?

blood, sweat, & tears: kinkiest kink you have?

begin: who are you most grateful for in your life?

lie: biggest fear?

stigma: would you rather know the date of your death or the cause of your death?

first love: do you believe in soulmates?

reflection: if you could tell your past self one thing, what would it be?

mama: are you good at giving advice?

awake: if you had to be a flower, which flower would you be?

lost: how good are you with directions? do you get lost easily?

cypher pt. 4: what do you do to treat yourself or relax?

am i wrong: you wake up one morning in the hospital, knowing only your name and a single memory from your life. what is that memory?

21st century girls: do you prefer texting, calling, or video chatting?

2!3!: your favorite thing about bangtan?

spring day: who do you miss right now?

not today: what are your procrastinating right now?

wings: on airplanes, do you prefer the window seat, the middle seat, or the aisle seat?

you never walk alone: how many people do you trust with your life?

i want to take the train and just go. go to another city and explore it by myself with music playing in my ears. sit in a cafe, sip some coffee while reading a book and watch other people. take pictures of famous attractions. talk with the people who live there and learn what they think about life. i always have this strong desire to go and explore. a never ending wanderlust for life.

Stealing stuff to get noticed

I’m sorry for having to make this post but guys, the situation has gotten out of control.

Yesterday, and many other times before that, someone reposted one of my gifs on Twitter in order to “get noticed” by Jack. And it worked.

Now, this has been happening a lot lately, not only on Twitter but on Tumblr and Instagram as well. And not only to me but to a lot of gifs, edits and art creators in the community. And it’s not fair at all.

I understand that getting “noticed” by Jack (or Wiishu or any other “famous” - allow me this word - people) is many people’s go-to and only goal for the day but if that is really so important to you, please make something of your own! Don’t steal other people’s work, it’s so super unfair and disrepectful, not only towards the creators but also towards the people you’re trying to get the attention from, like Jack, who can’t possibly remember every single thing he’s seen in the tag and thus can’t tell if something is stolen or not.

Seeing people getting away with stealing my stuff honestly makes me want to stop creating. And I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels this way.

The community is supposed to do better than this and I’m so heartbroken to see that things are getting worse and worse on this front. :/

Hell is other people.
— 

Jean-Paul Sarte’s famous quote from Being and Nothingness doesn’t mean what most people think it means.

“Sartre’s point was never that other people make your life hell. He was trying to tinker with the philosophical concept of "being for others,” which holds that people function as mirrors of our psychological understanding of ourselves. Chad the giant douche has been a douche his entire life, but his douchiness is reflected by other people’s reactions to him. The more people he interacts with, the more of his faults he will be forced to recognize via their actions.“

honestly, the lack of empathy that the culture on this website expresses towards famous people blows my mind.

there have been more than a handful of posts attempting to call out Ariana Grande for what happened in Manchester. Like nevermind that she was there and that she has to live with the fact that there are children who are no longer living because they came to see her in concert. Like never mind that she has the rest of a tour to do after her workplace was targeted by a terrorist attack!!!! 

like do y’all not realize that there was a terrorist attack at her damn workplace????? She was at work last night! That’s her job!!!!

idk it’s just exhausting… and it’s all written in that ~style~ of writing that you asses use when attempting to downplay someone’s pain and suffering. you know the one… the one that screams “this is said casually, but informed by the fact that i care way too much and i’m so morally better than everyone else it’s honestly laughable”

but like… sometimes… there isn’t a moral better when it comes to famous people. sometimes, they’re just fucking people living their damn lives! y’all have this sick obsession with proving yourselves morally better than others… and famous people are your favorite targets because their lives are pushed out there for public consumption so you feel like every single aspect of it is a way for you to prove your existence is somehow better than theirs.

it’s fucking disgusting and for y’all to use a terrorist attack at someone’s workplace to justify how you’re better than them because yOu wOUld HaVE hANdelED it ~beTTer~ just goes to show how disgusting and not better you all are.

Wait, so now Santa’s dead? Man, 2017 is the worst year.

anonymous asked:

do you think life is worth living even if you never achieve anything noteworthy?

given the statistical unlikeliness that any single human being will exist on earth at a particular moment in time, living is pretty noteworthy.

The Friendly Wager (Part 5)

Summary: AU. Reader and Bucky Barnes are neighbors and best friends. After yet another bad date, reader comes home to find Bucky with his typical weekend target. They decide to make a wager about dating, but is there more on the line than reader cares to admit?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 2,562

Warnings: language, fluff, sarcasm, drinking, bad jokes, angst

A/N: This is my submission for the lovely Kait’s ( @bionic-buckyb) 5k AU Challenge. Congrats on the followers, friend! My prompt was “Can you please come over so I don’t feel so alone?

Part 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7

Tags are closed. Only two parts left after this! I’m really sorry for pushing out two updates but I’m running out of time and work is going to be tough, so…

Originally posted by darlingpanslove

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Imagine Woozi feeling a little warm on the inside when he realizes that he’s slowly picking up on your small mannerisms and habits like how you talk and the way you eat.

7

Lestrade doing some real talk

Let’s say that you’re lucky enough to get to the second stage of your career, that as a result your perseverance, your connections, and/or your wonderful auditions, you have joined a band or landed a small role on a television show. Now you need to take it one stage further. So what do you do? Easy: Date a celebrity.

Pardon me for being cynical, but I believe that many celebrity couples are complete PR illusions. Sometimes relationships between stars are genuine, but just as often they are skilled ways of getting a relative unknown into the spotlight. When you’re an aspiring celebrity and you pair off with another aspiring celebrity, you don’t just double or triple your exposure. Rather, you multiply it by a factor of ten or twenty.

People in the  media are fascinated, and always have been, by the idea that famous or even semifamous people are shagging each other. You may think I’m joking, but I’m completely serious. Entertainment careers are all about momentum and coverage, and relationships are an important part of that.

—  Simon Cowell
Adrenaline Rush {S.M}

requested// imagine where you and Shawn are good friends and you’re giving him a pep talk and in the heat of the moment he kisses you

author’s note// yanno what’s a good show? law and order svu. yanno what’s a horrible movie? to the bone, highly offensive, absolutely horrible

masterlist 

“Man, it’s a pretty huge crowd out there.” Shawn was basically shaking. You had never ever seen him this nervous for a show. It was almost unheard of for him to be this nervous. He was so at home on stage, he seemed more nervous just walking down the street to get lunch than getting on stage in front of all of those people. 

“It isn’t that bad, Shawn.” You smirked at him, pulling your self up to sit on the counter were he was supposed to get ready, but he wasn’t using it. He was sitting on the grey sofa near the left of the dressing room he was provided tuning the first guitar he used on stage. 

“I never said it was bad.” He looked up at you for a second, a grin teasing the corners of his lips. “It’s just a big crowd.” He was messing around with the A string, seemingly not being able to quite get it right. It was probably his fumbling fingers. But if you had to hear a flat A one more time you were going to rip your ears off. 

“Do you want some help?” You winced as he plucked the string one more time, sounding flatter than it did the last time. He shook his head rather vigorously, which she expected. He was rather particular about how his acoustic was tuned whenever he would go on stage. He wanted to make sure everything was absolutely perfect every time he stepped foot onto that stage. You knew it was probably rather stupid to ask. He’d never let you touch that guitar before a show. 

“I’ll be fine.” He was probably nervous because this was his final concert, in his hometown nonetheless, all of his friends were out in that audience. People from his high school, family members, so many people he knew were out in that crowd, and even though it was just as big as all of the other concerts he had played throughout the tour, maybe even smaller than some. 

“You look like you’re about to have a panic attack.” You scoffed, pulling your legs underneath you. He just smiled and shook his head a little bit, focusing way too much on that guitar. You thanked your lucky stars he wasn’t as insane about his electric guitar. 

“Why are you in here with me and not out there.” He nodded his head towards the door, referencing the audience. You shuddered just thinking about sitting out there with a shitton of kids you went to high school with and hated. They all did sports and were rather popular back in the day, and not that they were mean to you, but Shawn’s old group of friends from high school were not your favorite people. You had always been close friends with him since freshman year when you were both placed in an intro to art class and you were sat with one another because they both couldn’t draw to save their lives. He was close with all of those other people back before he was famous, but he started to notice a lot of them only made an effort to stay close with his busy schedule only due to his intense rising fame. He didn’t mind all that much, but he didn’t make quite as much an effort. As for you and Shawn, you had stayed close from the moment you had met up until now. It was almost funny when the others out there would post photos calling Shawn their best friend, when in reality you were. She was just that random girl who played violin in advanced orchestra who they had no idea why Shawn hung out with her. 

Still hung out with her. And let her come with him on his summer north american tour and even come with him on some of his European dates. 

It still warmed your heart that those girls in that group that he had hung out with, those girls on the dance team and volleyball team, the girls he had over the years kissed and fooled around with, those girls who were everything that you thought that you weren’t were second to you. 

“Those are your friends, not mine.” You shot back, expecting to get the usual, ‘I know you aren’t their biggest fans, but you only have to be nice. They aren’t that bad.’ That was the spiel you usually got whenever you complained about having to associate with his friends. But this time, he just shrugged, probably too preoccupied before this show that he, for some reason, was totally freaked out about. 

“You are not wrong.” He strummed the last chord that you couldn’t remember the name of and he looked almost satisfied. But he was never completely satisfied with his guitar, but you had gotten used to it. He looked up at you, actually looking at you for the first time other than some upward glances as he was tuning. A small smile slowly stretching across his lips, and you started to feel almost self conscious. You were only wearing jean shorts and the long sleeve concert t-shirt since you had to help out with the VIP stuff since you were there that early. You had kicked off your black high top converse earlier, so you were only in some ankle socks, and you felt so incredibly exposed, which was dumb, Shawn was your best friend, you shouldn’t feel this way. 

Even if you had been harboring some incredibly low-key feelings for him since the eleventh grade. But you never acted on them since he never hinted. So everything stayed just about the same. 

“I’m lucky to have you.” He smiled, only taking a few more moments to take all of you in before you were interrupted by a knock, most likely his manager, which he knew was code for ‘time to get the hell out here stop tuning that damned guitar.’ You were glad you didn’t have to say anything sappy back, you were incredibly horrible at those kind of things, but Shawn knew you loved and appreciated him. “It appears it is time to go.” He grabbed his guitar and held his hand out for you to take. You looked at him puzzled but he only smiled. 

“Tonight I’m gonna need you out there cheering me on from offstage. I’m about to puke.” He chuckled, and you wearily took his hand, hating going out there with all of the adults and Geoff. You really didn’t like Geoff all that much either. He honestly just really irritated you. Then again, everyone did. Shawn led you over to the door of his dressing room and the minute he opened it, you pulled your hand away, your arm dropping to your side. You both quickly made your way to the front by the stage where he got the spiel, got the speech on how he was gonna do amazing, and how there were tons of girls out there to see him. They did the chant, and he was just about ready to get out on that stage. “Hey!” Shawn called out, waving you over close to him. You had been out here a couple of times before he went on stage, but he had never done this. You furrowed your eyebrows, incredibly confused to say the least. 

“What do you need?” You questioned, crossing your arms over your chest. “Don’t you have a crowd to preform for?” You teased, nudging him just a bit with your right elbow. He gave you a small smile, his cheeks turning a bright shade of red. They did that sometimes. 

“Okay, remember when I would preform at school talent shows and small concerts and stuff and I would get super nervous?” He started, starting to fiddle with the strap of his guitar. You nodded quickly, hoping he’d get on with it, knowing it’d be you that was being yelled at for holding him up. “Well, I’m gonna need one of those pep talks you used to give me.” He spit out, almost nervous that you would say no. But without even a yes, you got into the stance, straightening your spine, placing your hands on his shoulders, locking your knees into place. You hadn’t done this in what felt like forever. 

“Okay Mendes, listen up, you are amazing you are talented, you are going to kill it. There are a shitton of people out there who payed a crapload of money to see you, and you are going to put on one damn good show. Who cares about those kids from school who may or may not judge you, you are the pop star, they aren’t. You are attractive you are talented, and you are going to kill it. Okay?” You shook him a little at the end and he quickly nodded. 

“Okay.” He agreed. But what he did next was what shocked you, what caused your heart to literally drop nineteen stories down into your stomach. He pressed his lips onto yours, but only for a couple of seconds. It sure did feel like half of a century, maybe even a full one. All the loud and all the screams from the audience weren’t even audible. His lips on yours and everything didn’t matter. Until he pulled away and he was starting to get dragged back onstage. “We can talk um… After?” He stuttered as he was walking onstage. All you could do was nod. 

You were physically in shock, your whole body tingling as you simply stood offstage, not really in anyone’s way. Everyone was bustling around, but all you could think about was how your best friend just kissed you, and it sure as hell meant something. 

“What the hell was that?” Geoff asked, and you looked to see him crinkling his nose almost in disgust. He wasn’t exactly your biggest fan. 

“No idea.” The concert literally flew by, you heard Geoff say a couple of more things to you, but your head didn’t quite register them. You heard the setlist played out, you even saw Shawn run backstage to get to the smaller stage. You were just, shocked. The only word you could think of was shocked. 

But, like clock work every night, Shawn walked offstage after treat you better and wrapped you in a hug, pulling you close to his body, you could feel all of his sweat and heat radiating off of his body. 

“Okay, I can’t talk right now, I have to go see my friends, and so do you so you also can’t talk right now.” You grumbled as you wrapped your arms around him, not caring at all he was a gross sweaty mess. “But, I will tell you, I have some hardcore feelings for you. Which we will discuss later.” He shrugged at the last part, and you pulled away for a moment, his arms still supporting your waist. 

“Well, that works out well, because I have some hardcore feelings for you too.” A warm smile spread across his lips, and he pressed yet another kiss to yours. And it was even better the second time. 

author’s note// I LOVE this it’s poor writing but the plot is so sweet and tbh relatable anyways hi school started this week i hope i die soon

Cow Chop GTA/FAKE AU

Fake Chop - new group of misfits that only recently sprung in los santos, they are famous for unconventional forms of committing crimes like using 50 gallons of lube to rob a bank. Even though they seem ridiculous they are very effective and have rising respect from the other crews. The are extremely famous for weird weapons and punishment for people that wronged them such as: a dildo, body bag torture, self- waterboarding, burning plastic and their weird fixation on force feeding people. They are truly chaotic evil and the crews of los santos must be weary of these wild cards.

Brett - The Mastermind. He is a lot behind the scenes, very low profile and has good reputation in los santos. He helps the gang by keeping tabs on the happenings in los santos and keeping the police off their scent. Police believe he is a very respectable man with a small business.

James - The Bruiser. Really good at street fighting and has basic knowledge of many weapons, he can get into random fights with every other gang in los santos. Because of Aleks and him have experience with heists and murder sprees both of the have excellent manipulation skills. He can cross dress to get what he want and may act harmless but will beat you up.

Aleks - The Russian. He will not hesitate to kill you, he has good leadership and he is an expert marksman using guns, very good at long range. He has a deep care for his crew and will protect them at all costs. Can seem intimidating when meeting him. Fastest runner that he can out run cops in cars.

Aleks and James duo are well known by the police, the police has a lot of history on them and all their previous crimes.

Joe - The Heart. He keeps everyone from killing each other, he isn’t really good in fighting but he can go anywhere they need him to be because he is good at blending in and he has a very smol build. He trains the crews dogs he can make them furious attack dogs in a snap.

Trevor - The Rookie. Even thought he know the ins and out of being in a gang he still is a young grasshopper, He is generally for intimidating people with his size. He has the very important responsibility of the equipment and the arsenal, he keeps the safehouses safe by being the one on guard. Joe and him are really good at disguising theirselves but rather than blending in he is usually the distraction.

Anna - The Lancer. She sees the train wreck that they call a crew and sometimes wonder if her old job will take her back. She is a jack of all trades, so if anyone in the crew is injured or captured she can temporarily take their place for a while. She mostly works with Asher and Lindsey behind the scenes, hacking and researching, she is good for penetrating enemy forces because they won’t suspect anything from a small woman.

Asher - The Eye. He has control of all of los santos’ cameras and he helps the crew by being the eye in the sky, he is on watch when the have a gig. Sometime they experiment on him but every one in the crew gets experimented on.

Lindsey - The Informant. She is where the information are from, she is support like when the need a quick getaway, gets things they need immediately or emergency medic. She helps manage the crew’s ties to other gangs in the los santos area, to keep other gangs from waging war against them.

Because of the recent rise of Fake Chop I can finally set my ideas freeeee

anonymous asked:

I think she's reclaiming her power, her privacy, her life. It's not about her fans, this is about her. If you are a real fan what do you need pictures or tweets, all you need is her music. That's it. She's a musician. Not a personality. She actually has a talent, unlike other "famous" people.

this is the best and most accurate anon i think i’ve gotten in a long time.