and other random people who are in the photo

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This is my school, sadly I don’t have any other photos of how the city is.

My city, Mexico City is falling apart, my country is falling a part. We need international help, and I know a random girl with a blog isn’t gonna change the world, but I really need the world to know what’s happening on my country.

People are dying. Kids and babies are dying. Animals are dying.

Please. Please. Please. Reblog.

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

Regarding Sprousehart Interview

Guys, did you REALLY honestly think Cole and Lili would flat out admit that they are dating in a random interview? These two people who are so private and have been super careful with their personal lives. No way.

Also, if you watched the interview carefully, neither of them truly denied anything. Neither Cole nor Lili said “We are not dating.” Instead, they focused on the photo session and how it was just them taking pix. And Cole tried to make it a no big deal thing by saying he’d do that for anyone. Well, have you seen Cole take these kind of intimate photos of Cami or any of his other female co-stars in that sort of a road trip alone setting?

I cannot tell you how many times I’ve heard co-stars say they are just friends and focus on that. Heck, lots of actors even released OFFICIAL press releases denying dating rumors…only later to announce engagement or a baby on the way. Ginny/Josh from Once Upon a Time released a statement denying the dating rumors…yet hello, they already married with two kids. Keri/Matthew from The Americans ALSO released an official statement saying that they are not dating. Yet now that they have a BABY together and are living together, they finally talk about their relationship. 

The point is that actors are smart enough to know that media and too much focus can ruin a relationship. So all actors TRY to avoid the dating stuff. Avoidance to dating rumors…even going as far as releasing STATEMENTS of denial only later to either get married or have a baby.

THAT BEING said, it’s Lili and Cole’s PRIVATE life. So the interviewer should NEVER have asked that personal question. That Paley event was for the show. 

Give Lili and Cole credit for giving smart and generic answers by avoiding the topic and focusing on a simple “friendly” photo session. (those pix are not even the real proof of them dating…detective fans have plenty of evidence!) 

Signs Someone Might Like You

✨Sup my dudes! I’ve been getting lots of asks lately which is really great, I’m super happy that I can give advice to other people who need it! One thing that I’m noticing, however, is that a lot of these asks are very similar in that most of them have to deal with wondering what the signs are that someone may or may not like you. Instead of doing each individual ask, which although would be helpful to the individual, it would be more time consuming than doing this: laying out some of the key signs that someone might have a crush on you! (These are not in order from most to LEAST important I just sorta wrote about the major ones that came to mind as I went, and this’ll be a little long oops sorry).✨

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1.) Eye Contact
Eye contact is one of the major things to look for if you’re unsure whether someone likes you, it’s a universal sign for both men and women, whether they’re shy or outgoing, eyes say it all. If you ever catch them staring at you or trying to make eye contact, even if it’s from across the room. Eye contact is pretty large sign they like you since it’s unusual for someone to just stare at someone for no reason. Whether they’re shy or outgoing eye contact can be different, they might look away right when you catch them or continue to hold the eye contact for a few seconds, both are pretty solid signs that if they recur often mean something more than friends.

2.) Eyes in General
EYES wowza this relates to the first one because obviously it has to deal with your orbs. If you ever are talking to them closely and can get a good look at their eyes, notice their pupils. It might be hard if you don’t talk very often or don’t usually talk in a setting where you can get a good look at their pupils, but try your best. If their pupils dilate and get larger for some scientific reason, it can be a straight giveaway that they like you or have some sort of attraction towards you, unknown to them since they can’t necessarily look at their own enlarged pupils without a mirror.

3.) Mirroring
When someone likes another person, they tend to mimic their actions. Take notice in how you sit and how they sit, and if they are similar. Usually if you find that they mirror your actions it means that they are paying attention to you and want to show that they are similar to you, most times without them even realizing. Try to yawn or force a yawn, if they yawn almost immediately after it shows that they were paying attention to you, since yawning is one of those weird human things that trigger almost a chain reaction in other people once someone sees another yawn. It’s really weird, and might not work, but it’s worth a try.

4.) Being Near You
One thing I’m noticing in a lot of these asks is that one of the things mentioned quite a lot is the other person sitting or standing closer than necessary to the person who sent the ask. People who like you will often go out of their way to be within your vicinity. By doing so they are feeling that they are getting closer to you, both physically and emotionally, since being closer to someone can show other people that those two are together or know each other well. Sometimes they might go out of their way to stand next to you in group settings or photos, or it can be smaller like the person inching closer to you over time.

5.) Popping Up
Do you ever find them popping up in random places that you might not expect them to be? Like maybe seeing them in the halls in a place they shouldn’t necessarily be since their class is on the other side of the school? This shows that they want to see you more often, and is common in both guys and girls. By changing their schedule or daily routine to see you more often they give themselves more chances to talk to you and get to know you better. This can be more common in shyer people who don’t have the courage to talk to you, but by switching up their schedule they can see you more often and keep the connection flowing without too much communication.

6.) Remembering
Even if a conversation is short, by remembering a small detail or specific thing can show that they are paying more attention to you than they would to any old conversation. An event, something the other person likes or dislikes, a funny story, it can be anything. If they bring it up again or if the other person brings it up again and they understand what they’re talking about, then it shows how they were attentive during the conversation and maybe want to show off their special treatment towards you. Or they could also be remembering specific details unknowingly, but since they are attracted to the other person, that information sticks in their brain.

7.) Random Touching
This one sort of relates to being near you, since if someone likes another person they might go out of their way to bump into them, lightly touch their shoulder or arm, or find some sort of way to touch you, even if it’s small. People do this because they want to feel that connection became stronger, and by these lighter or sometimes stronger touches they can see how you react, or can also make you feel more comfortable in their presence. For shy people this is a little harder to do, so this sign isn’t completely universal, along with the fact that this is also more common in girls and women. These touches don’t have to necessarily be towards you, it can be that they’re fidgeting, playing with their hair, touching their clothes, etc.

8.) Their Friends
How do their friends act when they’re around you? Boy or girl, each side is known to confront their friends either to get their approval about who they like, or just want to see what their reactions would be. Friends can also act as spies, since they can see what the person that the crush is on is doing in order to relay it back. Obvious signs are that the friends start to laugh or give playful punches to the person having the crush, or suddenly finding them also popping up. Smaller signs being that they might glance at the person more often, talk louder or softer when the crush approaches, or giving “the look” whenever the crush walks by, which can sometimes be either subtle or obvious.

9.) Think of Yourself
This one isn’t necessarily a sign in itself, but makes you think about the things that you do when you have a crush on someone. Notice if some of your own signs come back from the person you’re unsure of. Just by noticing that you can relate to what they’re doing can also make some of the signs feel less creepy if you aren’t fully into them staring at you or standing a little closer than you might like. Think of how you’d normally act in the same situation and apply it, sure it might not be exactly the same, but it can help identify whether or not they have a crush by noting the similarities.

10.) Specifics
These are just some random specifics that change easily aren’t aren’t truly reliable since they’re on the smaller scale. For instance, if a girl pushes up her sleeves, it’s a small sign that she is exposing more of herself to you by doing so, and feels more comfortable in your presence. If a guy puffs up his chest and stands a little taller, then he could be trying to show his more masculine side in order to gain the crush’s affection. Another example of this is a guy mentioning going to the gym or being a little more arrogant when around the crush; just trying to be more masculine. Some more specifics for women and girls can be that they lick their lips more often, try to wear more makeup or dress nicer than usually to get their crush’s attention, or (this one is a bit more universal but mainly with girls) might point her toes and feet towards you when she’s sitting down. Of course if you sit behind her then her feet around going to break and twist backwards, but if her feet unconsciously point in your direction when she crosses or uncrossed her legs, then that can be another smaller sign that she likes you.

Cause you have my heart

Cause you have my heart

Pairing: Steve rogers x reader

Plot: the reader is apart of the popular girl group little mix and Steve feels insecure because very attractive men constantly flirt with her and feels like she even though she wouldn’t she could cheat on him while she’s on tour. Because of this she brings Steve up on stage and proceeds to cover big time rushes song worldwide.

A/n I honestly don’t know where this angsty side of me came from. Also the reader is Peggy’s great granddaughter and for the fuck of it I made the reader the fifth member of little mix because I’m obsessed with little mix.

Originally posted by dailyteamcap

Originally posted by fierceaskatniss


Being in a famous pop group isn’t as fabulous as you’d might think. Yes you get to travel the world and have thousands of people screaming your name while you sing your heart. But not a lot of people understand that while you’re on the road you start to miss your loved ones. That’s why you wanted to soak up as much alone time with your boyfriend Steve before you started your tour.

“Mmmmm Steve that tickles” you had a smile on your face when you felt Steve’s lips on the crook of your neck. He knew that was one of your most ticklish areas so you rolled over so you were face to face with him.

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Random thoughts.....

I have been away for for a couple of days and had little time/bad reception for my devices. Back at home I am starting to scroll through my dashboard and which is almost impossible as many of  the wonderful people/blogs I follow are mixing their own photos with re-blogs. My humble suggestion is that you keep your own work on one blog and all re-blogging on a separate blog!

The other option I have is to turn on notification on those who publish original photos only and have a look at the dashboard if I have time and will probably miss a lot of your own work.

Any other thoughts abut this topic?  Feel free to think out loud and comment.

Photographer AU!Taeyong

So I found this a few weeks ago and me, being that girl who has ideas for AU’s out of a simple gif or photo, decided to do this one! yes i actually posted something done recently and not months ago
-Lyn

  • So you’re a freelance photographer that has been on several model photo shoots by request
  • And you’re asked to be the photographer for this one photoshoot
  • They set it up for the next month
  • Because of the model’s schedules and shit
  • And so you accept the request and mark it on your schedule thing
  • During that whole month, you’re going around, taking scenery photos since you haven’t got any other requests
  • The day of the photoshoot you get your trusty camera and head off to the place
  • It’s not far away from your home so you just walk there
  • When you get there, there are people setting up shit
  • And you find the director talking to this one guy who you thought was a random staff member
  • You walked passed them to look at what the scenario was and all the technical things
  • But when you passed them
  • You couldn’t help but glance at him
  • And you immediately went
  • Wait
  • Is this the model
  • Because was he handsome or was he handsome
  • Anyways
  • You waited for the model to come out
  • Causing you to space out and stare into the distant
  • And you failed to notice the guy you saw was trying to get your attention
  • When you finally snapped back you looked at him
  • Your jaw almost dropped
  • Because damn was he handsome or was he handsome
  • And he asked you ‘Hey are you the freelance the director said to come here?' 
  • You slowly nodded feeling your cheeks heat up
  • 'He said he had changed mind and asked me to do the photoshoot instead’
  • Wait he did what? 
  • You immediately went to see the director but the guy holds you back and says
  • 'I know that sucks but he told me since you were a freelancer, he was insecure about your skills at this and he says he’s sorry about this mess but you’re invited to stay’
  • You stared at him and proceeded to do whatever he said
  • You wanted to be the one taking the photos but since the director did that behind your back
  • You had to just sit back and watch
  • And so you did
  • You saw him take the photos and it made you notice some small things
  • The way how he interacted with the model, how he smiled whenever he took a photo to his liking
  • But you slapped yourself mentally
  • No you’re not supposed to like a guy you just met
  • But you felt compelled to like him somehow
  • After the shoot, the director came to you and apologized for what he did
  • You said that the other guy explained the situation and you forgave him
  • The director asked if you’d be willing to do another sometime later
  • You accept it as long as you are acknowledged of any changes
  • He agrees and leaves off to do whatever he needs
  • And so you’re left there pondering whether to go home or to talk to that other photographer
  • You then realized you never got the guy’s name
  • So you wander around trying to find him
  • Only to no avail
  • You ask some people if they have seen him leave
  • And someone says 'oh, I’ve seen him leave, I think I saw him go to the coffee shop' 
  • You thank the person and head for the nearest coffee shop
  • You enter the shop and you see him pay for a bunch of coffee and snacks
  • You walk up to him and lightly touch his shoulder
  • He looks like he was about to screech but then went 'oh its that freelancer' 
  • You notice the bags on the counter (and they seem like alot) so you offer help
  • He gladly accepts and you two walk back
  • He asks you 'did you solve everything with the director’
  • You nod and say that you’d probably do the next photoshoot he requests
  • He goes 'oh okay’
  • There’s a brief silence before he asks 'you went to the shop to buy coffee only to leave empty handed' 
  • And you say 'not really im carrying something' 
  • And he gives you the most monotonous laugh you have heard
  • And you end up laughing at it
  • He laughs at your laugh
  • You both end up not knowing why you were laughing
  • 'So I never got your name, what is it?’
  • And he says its Taeyong
  • You answer back with yours and he repeats it and you swear your face gets hotter
  • Like who turned the heat up
  • Oh wait
  • You’re outside not inside
  • For your luck he doesnt notice that
  • So you two get back with snacks and coffee and stuff
  • And everyone gets coffee
  • Except
  • And you wander off to a corner on your phone checking any emails
  • But Taeyong beingthemomheis notices that
  • And he goes up to you and says 'i’m sorry i forgot to buy for you, i didnt know if you were going to stay or not so you can have mine’
  • And you replied with 'it’s okay tho, i don’t mind’
  • But he insists and you end up giving in
  • You thank him and you go next time I’ll pay you
  • And he says 'its okay you don’t have to’
  • 'But I want to though.’
  • He says fine, but can you give me your phone number though? if I don’t have it, how am i supposed to call you?’
  • Your face gets hot again and you give your phone number to him
  • He notices you look a bit flustered and asks what’s wrong
  • You tell him that there’s nothing wrong, it’s just his imagination
  • He gets kind of suspicious but shrugs it off
  • After talking for a bit you both go off on your ways
  • But as soon as you get home you both start messaging each other
  • And you end up falling asleep at god knows what hour talking to him 
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Dir en grey 

- House Of Blues Chicago - 2008 - The Rose Trims Again Tour -

The ONLY concert I’ve ever been to, other than random garage or fair shows.

Certainly not the greatest of photos, but considering that the House of Blues doesn’t allow cameras and was confiscating them left and right it’s a miracle I got anything. 

It pays to be tall when you go to a concert and everyone around you is short. I ended up in a perfect spot. Dead center with only a couple people in front of me who were nearly a head shorter than me.

Damn, that was almost 10 years ago now…

flabbergabst  asked:

Captain canary otp questions!!! 25, 29, 61, 82 <3

Here you go dear, sorry it took so long!


25. Who will punch someone out if they are rude to their partner?

Sara…mostly.

She’s protective of Leonard; in a fight he can take on almost anything. But when they start dating, he encounters nothing but resistance. It infuriates her; and eventually she’s had enough. Oliver is the first to receive the brunt of her anger during a training session. For the most part she holds it well, but she is definitely not against lashing out violently if the character of her love is questioned. He assures her it is unnecessary, but he’s also warmed by her willingness to stand up for him.

Leonard is not against protecting Sara, but he knows how important her independence is to her. He has never wanted her to feel that he doubts her abilities. Though he does give a couple of the Rogues black eyes when they question her place. Though he does have some very convincing conversations with people who dare to stand against her.

29. Who is the one who loves to take pictures?

Initially it is Sara.

She likes having records of where they travel, having one of the other team members or random civilian take the photos. She also has a collection of on her phone of candid shots she gets of Len. She’s proud of the album, but she keeps it mostly to herself.

Leonard gets a small polaroid camera on one of their trips to the future. He sneaks pictures of Sara around the ship or on days off, keeping the printouts in his jacket or tucked in with his blueprints. Sara pretends she doesn’t know about it.

61. What do they usually text about?

Practical things. Leonard isn’t a fan of texting, keeping most of it strictly to business and calling meetings. Though if they are separated for more than a day or so he’ll send little an occasional note or encouragement.

Sara follows suit, since she knows how little he cares for it. She sends more “thinking of you” notes, or if she gets a picture that she thinks will make him smile.

82. What do they love about each other the most?

Sara has always loved Leonard’s confidence; not only in his ability and talents but also the way he is comfortable with himself.
But she also loves the way he stands up for, and protects, the outcasts and forgotten. Of course he would never admit it, but Sara notices the way he’ll sneak aside after a mission to get food for kids, or slip some cash to someone down on their luck. Not to mention how he looks out for her.
Sara is also incredibly fond of his voice, especially how it wraps around her name.

Leonard has always loved Sara’s willingness to bend the rules, be it on a mission or just for fun.
But what pushed him to “me and you” was the fact that Sara doesn’t hold the pasts of others against them. Without that he and Mick would have ditched the team early on. Instead she pushed him to be better.
Leonard also secretly loves the way she curls into him as they sleep.

privacy.

speaking as someone who has loved dan and phil for almost three years now, i don’t think i will ever fully understand the phandom. i will never understand the dynamics and thought processes of someone who can condemn things like the valentine’s day video, but then search for dan and phil’s address, stalk their siblings, and then proceed to track down the families of random people in group photos with d+p.

i could understand if this was a minority, i mean i’m not condoning it but every fandom has a few crazies, but sadly it really isn’t only a few. i see way too many people bragging about the feats of stalking that they’ve accomplished that day, and then to make matters worse, many others that cheer them on.

i think that as a fandom, we forget that dan and phil are real people. behind the screens, they’re just like you and me, people who cherish the *very little* bit of privacy that they have considering how much they share on the internet. none of us are entitled to the information that they give us; technically, they have a fundamental human right to have a hermits-that-never-leave-the-cave level of privacy, but they choose not to. for the sake of our entertainment, they have chosen to share a great deal of themselves and the lives that they live on the internet.

but i guess we’re greedy. we ask them to make more and more videos for us as they are living their (likely very busy) lives and take time away from their social lives and general-being-a-human, all for the sake of our own entertainment. just think, during that time that we pestered them for more and more videos, they were writing a whole book!!! they’re doing things right now that we will never know about, and you know what? THAT IS PERFECTLY OKAY AND WITHIN THEIR RIGHTS.

and then, after doing that, we fish out private, personal information! it sickens me that we are so greedy and self-serving that this is the behavior we exhibit as a fandom. that on top of bugging them to death to post, to tweet, to film, we’re also going behind their backs and grabbing very personal, private information about their lives that we can get our hands on?

notice how i use “we.” i say “we” because when enough people act like this, they set the precedent for the entire group. now when someone who isn’t in our phandom sees a fan excitedly announcing that they’ve found secret pictures, deleted tweets, private videos, family members of friends in a photo and even addresses?? what is that person going to think?

“they’re all batshit crazy.”

dan and phil are human beings. they grocery shop, pay bills, go out with friends, and just happen to have a job that includes sharing their personalities and a lot of their lives with millions of people. they love their job, you can tell and it’s obvious, but this in NO WAY means that they are not entitled to their privacy. it may be their job to publicize themselves online, but it is OUR job to respect the few boundaries that they ask of us.

to everyone who has done or is going to do any of what i’ve mentioned here, do all of us–dan, phil, and the respectful members of the phandom–one tiny little favor:

Don’t be a fucking stalker.

Cross (1/?) - Avengers x (f)Reader x Justice Leauge

Originally posted by doseofsuperhusbands

Words: 1189
Pairing: Avengers x (f)Reader
Featuring: DC characters
Warnings: none? I think, I can’t remember.
Requested: nope #moving and no internet so
Authors Note: I had this idea a while ago and wrote a few parts for it but never got around to finishing it but now I have a chance to do everything is hype. Also, I used the reader as fem because it’s really hard to do a long series with so many characters using ‘they’. Sorry. Once I have Internet back, things will be linked on Masterlist, etc.

Part Two Three Four Five Six

Masterlist.


“This is worthless.” You groaned as you fell back onto the floor.

“Come on, kid, get up.” Steve urged you.

“But, nothing is working.” You complained.

“I can feel that we’re getting close to something. Plus, you’re still too unstable, we need to keep working.” Tony told you.

You wanted to continue whining, but it would be easier just to follow what Steve and Tony were asking. “Alright, take out the targets.” Steve instructed.

You sighed and started to shoot the targets, but on the last one, a larger shot came out of your hand, and caused the three of you to fall to the ground.

“(Y/N)’s waking up.” Was the next thing you heard.

Your head was pounding and your whole body hurt like hell. “What’s, what’s going on?” You asked, holding the side of your head.

“A new power emerged.” Tony told you, he had an ice pack up to his head.

“What did it do?” You asked, trying to sit up.

“We aren’t really sure.” Steve said. “You shot that target, and all three of us were knocked out. A few others said that they felt the facility move, though.”

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'The Lost City of Z' Star Robert Pattinson on His Epic Beard, Embarrassing Amazon Habit, and If He'd Ever Return to the 'Twilight' World
Robert Pattinson on April 5 at the ‘Lost City of Z’ premiere (Photo: Steve Granitz/WireImage)

Robert Pattinson has been waiting for his new movie The Lost City of Z to be revealed to moviegoers for nearly a decade. That’s about how long ago the 30-year-old Twilight alum was first approached by writer-director James Gray for his adaptation of David Grann’s popular non-fiction book about explorer Percy Fawcett’s long and dangerous search in the early 20th century for a hidden indigenous civilization in the Amazon.

Pattinson hung with the project through multiple lead changes (from Brad Pitt to Benedict Cumberbatch to, finally, Charlie Hunnam, who plays Fawcett). He even outgrew the role he was initially in the running for: Percy’s son Jack, played by Spider-Man Homecoming star Tom Holland. Pattison now portrays Henry Costin, a minor character in the book expanded for the screen, Fawcett’s hard-drinking, thick-bearded aide-de-camp. (The movie opens in theaters on Friday.)

In an exclusive interview with Yahoo Movies, Pattinson talked about the risks he’s attempted to take over the course of his career (even if no one noticed), if he’d ever consider returning to role of vampire Edward Cullen, and his embarrassing online habit that will pay dividends come one of his next films, Good Time.

How familiar were you with the source material for Lost City of Z? Had you read David Grann’s book?
Yeah, James gave me the book when it was a totally different script. Or I may have read it long before there was even a script at all. I think at the time he was thinking about me to play Percy’s son. Because I must’ve only been about 21. And then I just kind of stayed with it as time went on, and it went through all these different casts. [Laughs]

It sounds like the script changed a lot over the years. What were the biggest changes made over time?When I first read it, it was a straight action movie, like Indiana Jones. It was this rip-roaring adventure movie, and not this kind of epic, elegant saga that takes place over 30 years.

Costin is a much more minor character in the book. What did you build off of to shape him?
Well, I always thought with Percy’s character it would be a good idea to have a foil. I always interpreted Percy’s character as this man determined to fix the reputation that he thinks he’s deserved, and which his father has ruined for him…. He keeps going back to the jungle again and again and again, just to fix this insecurity. So I liked the idea of Costin being this character who basically had a total disregard for the English aristocracy or any kind of social climbing whatsoever. So he didn’t really want to bring anything back from the jungle, anyway. The entire point for him was just to go because he had nothing to live for in England.

Robert Pattinson in ‘The Lost City of Z’ (Photo: Amazon)

How much information was out there about the real guy? Any sense of his military career?
Well, Costin in reality was a refrigerator salesman. There was an advert in the Times of London saying, “Adventurers Wanted.” That’s actually how he got the job. [Laughs] He was one of the only people who applied for it. But he was in the army — he was a physical fitness instructor. But really, I liked the craziness of just applying to be an adventurer.

You rock some pretty rad facial hair in this movie. Did that look grow on you (pun intended), or did you not care for it?
By the end, I was definitely over it. But at least when you’re shooting a movie with your face covered, there’s very little makeup to be done. It was definitely, “Get out of bed, and that’s it” situation. That helped in the middle of the jungle.

You’ve played lead roles, you’ve taken supporting parts this is more of a supporting role in an ensemble. Do you have a preference these days?
There are certain directors I just really want to work with, and you bring what you can to a part. But in some ways it’s kind of nice [to play a supporting role]. It is a little bit liberating because you don’t have to concentrate on the narrative thrust of the story. You’re just purely thinking about character and just embellishing it a little bit. But with this, I would’ve played any part in it, pretty much.

Costin has some great lines in this movie. I think one of my favorites is when you say to Hunnam, “We’re too British for this jungle.” Did you guys feel out of your element filming in the jungles of Colombia?
No, I really loved it. I guess in some ways, it was kind of hard. But it’s just incredible, going to work every day in a little boat, going up river in the middle of virgin jungle in Colombia. It was very, very close to being on vacation, to be honest. [Laughs]

Watch Pattinson and Hunnam in a scene from ‘The Lost City of Z:’

But the type of vacation where you couldn’t eat anything?
Well, yeah. There’s a certain degree of harshness, and we were trying to lose as much as weight as possible in a really short period of time. So I guess there’s that element to it. But there’s a reason those guys wanted to keep going back as well. It’s amazing.

Do you consider yourself pretty adventurous? Could your relate to that thirst for exploration?
Yeah, definitely. I do sometimes find myself gravitating toward a job just because it’s shooting out in the middle of nowhere. If I’m shooting in a city, generally it can become a repetitive scenario. If you have anyone taking pictures on their phones, it just constantly reminds you of the reality of your life. And I find it becomes a little more difficult. Whereas if you’re out in the jungle and everyone is on the same page as you, you just sort of believe in character a little bit more.

What is your own personal Amazonian adventure? What is the biggest risk you’ve taken in your career so far?
I don’t know: I’ve done things which I thought were going to be really risky, which ended up not being risky at all. I generally try to keep finding ways to push the envelope as much as I can, and whenever I get the opportunity to do it, I generally try to take it. But I don’t really worry about taking risks, to be honest.

What’s something that you thought was risky that ended up not being?
I did this movie years ago called Bel Ami, which was at the height of all the Twilight stuff. It was this Guy de Maupassant novel about a guy who seduces women specifically to screw them out of their money and ruin their lives. I thought that was a relatively subversive choice to make at the time. [Laughs] And no one really seemed to think the same thing.

What is your relationship with your Twilight fanbase these days? Has the madness that surrounded your life calmed down at all?
It’s definitely calmed down in terms of my everyday life, but mainly because I spend more time in London, which is totally different. And I’m doing more parts that just sort of interest me, while in a lot of ways taking a little bit of a step back just to learn and get better. I guess I’ve never really acknowledged what the fan base is, or even if I have one. [Laughs]

Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattinson in ‘Twilight’ (Photo: Summit)

Oh, you have one.
But yeah, I’m always pretty curious about what people say afterwards, and who turns up, who likes the movie. It’s always kind of random. But I love it when someone who you just really wouldn’t expect says, “Oh, I liked you in this.”

What films have been most unexpected?
It’s always just really strange. I’ve done a bunch of movies which I thought might’ve been impossible to be seen. There was this film Little Ashes, where I played Salvador Dalí, from years and years ago, and just the other day I was walking down the street and somebody came up and said, “Oh, that’s my favorite film!” You kind of forget that people even watch your films. [Laughs]

What do you think of all the universe building that is going on in Hollywood right now, and the possibility that they could reboot Twilight and expand its world? Could you ever see yourself playing Edward Cullen again?
Really, they’re expanding it? So I’ll get my own spin-off? [Laughs]

Potentially! It could be called Edward: Homecoming.
Yeah, exactly.

But would you ever dip back in if the opportunity presented itself?
I mean, I’m always kind of curious. Anything where there’s a mass audience — or seemingly an audience for it — I always like the idea of subverting peoples’ expectations. So there could be some radical way of doing it, which could be quite fun. It’s always difficult when there’s no source material. But yeah, I’m always curious.

What type of role haven’t you been offered yet that you’re eager for?
I sort of, to a fault, rely a little bit too much on being inspired by things that land on my doorstep. I literally just did this movie called Good Time, which I think is a really interesting role. But I would’ve never, ever predicted that I would’ve liked it. [Pattinson plays a New York bank robber running from the police.] I think that he’s basically the embodiment of an angry commenter on the internet.

That sounds great.
Well, if you watch the movie you’ll probably be like, “Huh? What are you talking about?” But one of my favorite things to do — this is quite embarrassing — but you know how when you look on Amazon, and you see a product that’s got a consumer review that is so scathing, on like an electric toothbrush or something? Like, literally buying this toothbrush has ruined this person’s life. I always click on that person’s buying history, or their other reviews, and I’ll just read them for days and days. And I’m really amused. These people just have to vent this kind of furious anger on product reviews. I’ve always found that sort of character really interesting. [Laughs]

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Five seconds with Misha Collins: A Novel

This is part 3 of “Sparrow’s Infinitely Long JIBCon Report”, a writeup about JIBCon that I posted to fandomnatural a couple days ago after my first JIBCon, which was held in Rome last week. It was the first con (of any type) that I’ve ever attended. I was livetweeting it for fandomnatural, and I wrote up a thing about my Jensen, Jared & Mark interactions (all of which were great) for fandomnatural as well. But the Misha part got so long it somehow turned into a whole damn novel, really about the whole fangirl experience. Here it is.

MISHA

Ok so, of all the main cast Misha definitely is the one I most wanted to see… and definitely has the most potential to rattle me, lol. I was hoping, kind of desperately hoping actually, that the Misha photo ops would be later in the weekend so that I could get settled in first, maybe get to see him a few times from afar first and kind of get used to the idea. BUT NO, when I consulted my schedule the Misha photo ops were like VERY FIRST THING ON DAY 1, before the main stage had even started, and so I was all “…. shit”, lol.  (He did actually have a few other op sessions later actually, but those conflicted with other ops I also had to do).

The very very first thing of course on day 1, though, is just to get into Jibcon at all, which means standing in a loooong line at registration to show our id’s and get our passes. While in that long line, I got talking to a German girl next to me. It turned out she was also at her very first con. We were each pretty relieved to find another newbie and so we started bonding over first-con jitters. She said, “I’m kind of worried I’m going to panic at the photos.” This was absolutely my strongest fear as well and I said “Me too.” I was really thinking privately, “I’m not just ‘kind of worried’, I’m TERRIFIED,” and then she added, now with this sort of stricken look on her face, “Especially Jared. I’m really nervous about Jared,” and I confessed “Yeah, I know what you mean, it’s Misha for me…. I don’t even know why….”

She looked at me, and there was this little pause, this mutual-fangirl-recognition-moment, and then we finished the next sentence in alternation. She began “It’s so strange….”  and stopped, and I picked it up and said “It’s so strange, how you can find yourself getting so…  emotionally attached, to one particular actor…. and… for….” and she was nodding and she chimed in and we said in perfect unison “…FOR NO REASON!” and we both just burst out laughing.

Because it is so strange, isn’t it?

In his panel later, Misha said something about how odd it is to discover that (from the cast’s perspective) there are all these people that you’ve never met who have somehow gotten attached to you. He described how “warily” the cast approached the fans at first, how at first the cast was standoffish about the “all these weirdos”. (He never really retracted or clarified the “weirdos” characterization and I don’t know if he’s concluded that the fans are not weirdos, or simply has concluded that weirdos can be nice people too) It got me thinking: from the fangirl perspective there’s actually a rather similar experience of confusion and wariness. It is just as odd to discover that you yourself have gotten attached! That you’ve become part of this strange mass of obsessed humanity, that you’ve become one of the weirdos! You’re looking into your own heart & brain going “wtf, heart, brain. WTF,” and you approach *your own self* warily. And you approach the actors extremely warily, partly for fear they will somehow make you crumble. You know they have an illogical power over you, and you know you cannot voluntarily control the rush of adrenaline that they can elicit; you are even fighting a feeling of shame about it (the infamous Fangirl-Shame; so illogical and unwarranted and unfortunate, yet still so strong).

So, as a fan, one is (or I was, at least) extremely, extremely wary about approaching the cast in person, wary about that moment of handing over that power to them, while not yet knowing how exactly they might affect me. It is a moment that requires a real trust in the actor, a trust that the actor will not be cruel or cold to you if in fact you do crumble.

Another fan told me not to be scared because “Misha is a nice guy.” I was standing in the photo-op line clinging, mentally, to that statement, hoping that it would turn out to be true.

So I get in the photo op line and it turns out there’s a well-organized flow to the line (which kept reminding of a herd of cattle headed to slaughter, ha). The longest part of the wait is in a large herd of people outside in the hall where you are sorted into your pass types (angel pass, demon pass etc.) and you are slightly nervous but you know you still have a good chunk of time to wait. Batches of people get taken away bit by bit (headed off to slaughter! You never see them again and you are never quite sure what happened to them) As the herd thins, suddenly you’re waved forward to join the next part of the process, and now YOU are in the group that disappears around the corner, to join a much shorter line of maybe 5 people that is neatly arranged just outside the photo op room door. This is where you (or I at least) start to get REALLY nervous. The third stage is inside-the-room line where you’re like shit there he is, there’s only about 6 people in front of you now and you’re just like 1 minute away from your little 5 second photo moment with this…. random actor dude who you don’t even know, and you know that you don’t really know him, and he knows that you don’t know him, you both know that neither of you know each other and you both know that there is something deeply ridiculous and bizarre about this little tiny meeting, and you’re thinking WHY THE FUCK AM I FREAKING OUT. You’re laughing at yourself — laughing and laughing, at yourself — even while panicking, because this whole thing is completely ridiculous. Yet here you are just the same!

I was still out in the herd and didn’t yet know how the flow operates, and was busy discovering that my dominant emotion while waiting in that line was not excitement at all but was raw panic. Honestly I was unprepared for what a strong and downright unpleasant fear it was. It was not at all a jitters/butterflies/“omg!” kind of feeling but more like, actual ice-cold dread, and it was approaching true terror level. The level of fear really surprised me. I mean, c'mon, I’m not a starry-eyed kid, I’ve been around the block! Misha should seem just a pup, to me; I’m ten years older than him, and, not to toot my own horn or anything, but, I’ve got to a place in life where I can usually hold my own in all kinds of situations. I give public talks all the time, I meet all kinds of people, I’m used to performing, I can usually handle nerves pretty well. But this frickin Misha photo op was FUCKING. TERRIFYING.

To try to calm myself down I started talking to the other fans around me, many of whom reported the same state of near-panic. I mentioned in the livetweets how there seem to be two components to the fear. One was a fear of looking bad - of looking too ugly next to the beautiful cast, feeling like maybe you’re too ugly even to want them to have to look at you. This seems really common. :( (and yes, I was feeling it, keenly. So keenly that I actually haven’t looked at any of my photos; I picked them up with my eyes half-squinted shut, stuffed them in my bag and still have not looked at any of them).

But that is far from the only fear. I started talking to a Swedish girl named Emma next to me. Emma could be a supermodel - tall and slender and blonde and gorgeous, the whole package, drop-dead. You’d think she’d be fine being in a photo, but it turned out it was her first con too, and Misha was her first ever photo-op too, and like me she was PETRIFIED. Because… the other part of the fear is a real fear of losing one’s dignity in front of the actor. Of being so overwhelmed that you might crumble; get physically shaky, or unable to speak, or (worst) maybe you might even cry. There’s this terrific uncertainty of not knowing how you’re going to react, how badly the adrenaline will hit you, and being desperately worried that you’ll come off badly in front of this person who you dearly want to impress.

It’s inherently such an unbalanced interaction, isn’t it? The actor is so much more socially dominant; the fan is on a lesser social and psychological footing in all possible ways. The actor is, additionally, experienced & well-practiced at the whole photo-op routine, while the fan is (usually) not. Each of the main cast must have done tens of thousands of these little photo ops, right? I was thinking, on that one day alone, each of the main cast would be buzzing through hundreds more such fan-actor encounter moments, and there would be hundreds and hundreds more tomorrow, on and on in what must seem, to them, an endless flow, the actor as calm as a rock in a river while a virtually endless stream of completely interchangeable fans flows by like minnows in the stream. Any individual fangirl knows she is just one of a million minnows. The fans know they are interchangeable and forgettable; and yet nonetheless are hoping to somehow be able to hold their own, to carry themselves well, to be able to speak coherently and to, in some sense, meet the actor as an equal, as a fellow human, if just for a very brief moment.

The impulsion behind all that fear, the reason to gut oneself through it, is this unlikely hope that for one moment  the actor might see them as an individual; one moment of being “appreciated and seen”, as /u/TotallyNotARaccoon eloquently put it. And maybe, just maybe, even remembered, even if just very briefly. I thought, while in the photo-op line, of Peter Beagle’s “The Last Unicorn”, in which the greatest gift the unicorn can bestow upon a mere mortal is simply to promise to remember them.

So I’m in the line thinking about all this and getting MORE AND MORE SCARED, and one of the many things I was panicking about was what to actually DO with this photo op. I had been thinking about this for eight months, okay? You’d think I would have settled on a plan, right? You’d think I would have made a decision by now. BUT NO. However, standing there in line, I remembered this Misha/Jared photo I saw last year that had really bothered me. It was that one from a year or so back that had two fans hugging Jared, and then way off to the side was Misha, all alone, holding a little sign that said something like “The Jared photo ops were sold out”. You guys remember that?

Grrrrrr. I was so pissed!

THEY EVEN DID ANOTHER 2ND PHOTO LATER, same two fans, same kinda pose, Misha holding a sign that said “Still sold out”.

GRRRRRRRRRRRR

The entire point of both photos was clearly to deliberately let Misha know that they didn’t want him at all. Those 2 photos just PISSED. ME. OFF. so fucking much. It’s not like I thought it had broken Misha’s fragile little heart or anything. He’s a pro, he certainly knows he’s got his own loyal fanbase, he’s got layers of support & protection, and he is savvy enough to understand that in any mass of humanity there will be some small % of toxic wackos who are best ignored. That sort of fanwank must just sort of mostly blow right past unnoticed. Or at least roll off pretty quick.

But then…. there was that other con a few months back where it sorta came clear that maybe it does get to him a little bit. Remember when that bullshit fan got up to ask Misha a question and then was all “Actually I didn’t even want to ask you a question, I wanted to ask JARED a question” and she’d very obviously gone to some trouble to stand in Misha’s question line just to say that, and Misha just, like, went off on her. It was pretty trolly and funny in the moment, but it also made painfully clear that he actually has noticed the fanwank to some degree. So… at least sometimes, it probably stings a little bit.

Anyway I thought: if those nutjobs made a sign about how they didn’t even want Misha in their photo, well, then I’ll make a little sign to show people I really DID want a Misha photo, that he was actually my top choice and the main reason I even came to the con. And I came a fricking long way for this, too, like, WAY out of my way! I mean, c'mon, I was supposed to be flying to Alaska that very weekend and I’d actually diverted to Rome for this photo (a decision I am paying a real physical price for today in terms of jet lag!) So I got an idea for a little sign. I pulled out a piece of paper and my trusty Sharpie (same one that’s in my pocket now to label bird nests) and made this sign for Misha to hold:

“This joker  —->   [an arrow pointing toward me]

is flying from

[east coast city] to Alaska

VIA ROME

just for a photo

with me.”

I made a tiny second sign, this one for me to hold, that just said: “worth it!” :D

Instantly I was already embarrassed about the little signs and convinced they were SUPER LAME, but by now I was at that “fuck it” point. In for a fangirl penny, in for a fangirl pound, right? COMMITTED, lol.

Then my bunch of fans, including me & Emma, got called forward to slaughter and we were herded around the corner to the small-group-just-outside-the-room, and we lined up there like obedient sheep and at this point my heart started to POUND. All of a sudden my main worry was no longer that my little signs were stupid, but that my knees were going to shake so bad that I was going to collapse. I actually had to start doing the deep-slow-breathing thing to slow my heart down. (deeeep breeaaaath, thinking SLOW, SLOWER, to my heart; but even so my fitbit reported later that my HR spiked at 132, more than twice resting, lol) I looked over at Emma right behind me and she was, like, ASHEN. I said “Is your heart racing too? Cause mine is,” and she whispered “yes”. She looked so scared that I started patting her arm and saying stuff like “deep breaths, deep breaths, just breathe slow, we’ll be fine”.

Then

we

get

steered

into

the

room

and

there’s

Misha Collins

And it turns out he is THREE-DIMENSIONAL. Also he has feet.

There was this odd sensation of some part of my brain trying to map the familiar 2-D face onto a human 3-D body. Something deep down in my mind was kind of going basically “whoooooa, he’s always been two dimensional before, wtf happened, he’s a PERSON! And also he has FEET!” ha, haahahhaha, I was standing there amazed by this. (I know you do see Castiel from head to foot occasionally in the show, but usually it’s some kind of waist-up shot or a closeup) The moment I caught sight of him he happened to be sort of shaking out his legs from the last pose, and it seriously was this brain-jolt moment, to be able to see the guy from head to foot, continuously all in one field of view (w/feet, w/depth) and without a camera cutting away to some other scene.

There were maybe 8 people in front of me. Later on in the weekend, once I got a little more sane about it all, my favorite part of photo ops became this first moment in the room, when they’re not at you yet. Because, you get to watch several other photo ops before yours. I would so, so love to just spend an hour just sitting there quiet as a mouse in the back corner of the photo op room, just watching the flow of it. Some fans have elaborate poses in mind; the majority actually don’t, turns out, and most just do the Classic Hug pose (there is this craving for hugs. There’s this whole currency about whether or not you got hugged). There’s something incredibly endearing about these little interactions: watching each fan gear themselves up and step forward for this little moment they’ve been waiting and planning for for months -  especially endearing now that I know firsthand that a good half of them are fighting back a fricking flood of complex fears and emotions that I now deeply understand. I got to feeling this fellow-fangirl pride about how well they were each handling themselves.

And then there’s the aspect of watching how the actor handles it all, gamely keeping his energy up through what must be (let’s be real here) a pretty boring-and-also-tiring hour. Trying to give each fan a genuine smile and a moment of eye contact, trying to give each photo its little moment of energy, and trying to stay game and cooperative about all the weird little poses.

But that’s later that I start noticing all that. Right now I was only thinking “I am going to fucking COLLAPSE if I can’t get my heart to slow down” and the line was going wayyyy tooooo faaasst, bam, bam, one after another, <FLASH>, <FLASH>, <FLASH>. I was really grateful to a couple fans with complex enough poses that it slowed the process down, because that gave me some more time to try to get my fucking heart rate under control, lol. Some girl wanted Misha to lie down on his back next to her with some kind of stuffed animal and with his feet in the air (he got this slightly wtf look on his face, but did get down on the floor willingly enough), and thank god since that gave me a sec to order myself to CALM THE FUCK DOWN. Another girl then apparently asked him to pick her up, which I am pretty sure the actors are not supposed to do but she was a tiny little thing and he WHISKED her off her feet, bridal style, with a big grin, and she was thrilled, and that gave me 2 more seconds to continue chanting to myself CALM THE FUCK DOWN, GODDAMMIT. But then the next whole set of fans in front of me, all the rest of them, were all just Classic Hug pose and it was going super fast: hello, <pose> <FLASH>, thank-you, next fan, hello, <pose> <FLASH>, thank-you and I’m like FUCK WOULD YOU JUST SLOW DOWN, MISHA, BECAUSE I NEED MORE TIME TO CALM DOWN. My entire ribcage is shaking with each heartbeat now, it’s seriously bad, it’s worse than that time I bumped into a grizzly bear! I turn to Emma (who is just behind me) and she’s dead white now and she whispers that classic phrase to me, “I’m really nervous”, the Great Fangirl Understatement, by which I know she means “*I am fucking terrified*” and I hiss “we’ll be fine, we’ll be just fine, we’re gonna be FINE, BREATHE, you’ll be FINE”, patting her arm. All of a sudden I’m next, the girl in front of me’s doing her photo, I totally fumble with the bag hand-off and then somebody’s all “your turn, NEXT” and there’s nobody in front of me and Misha’s looking at me.

aaand

I went

dead calm

Exactly like I did with the grizzly bear.

Footnote: With the grizzly bear, I was all alone and it was the very end of the day and I was hiking alone in grizzly country on a bird project. (footnote to footnote: That was a weird project… I was constantly ending up lost off-trail on my own at the end of the day. It was maybe not the world’s best organized fieldwork, now that I think about it) Anyway it was a blustery evening near sunset, the wind was blowing the wrong way for the bear to get my scent, and also the trees were rustling in the wind and hiding the sound of my footsteps, and I rounded a corner and literally almost bumped into the rear end of this frickin ENORMOUS grizzly bear. It had not seen me yet. I was a couple feet away from it. It was fucking HUGE. I knew if it saw me and got startled to find me suddenly that close, I was dead.

With the grizzly bear, I instantly had 2 voices going on in my head. One voice, the stupid voice, was saying, “Get closer and take a photo!” Fortunately a second and much more ancient and much wiser voice spoke up and said “DO NOT TAKE IT BY SURPRISE. Back away very, very slowly before it attacks,” and that is what I did with the bear: I tiptoed backwards for a long, long time, at least a quarter of a mile (and also maneuvered closer to an alpine lake, figuring if it charged, I would rather jump into the lake and die of hypothermia than be mauled to death.) And I got away.

Misha is now looking at me and I instantly have those exact same 2 voices in my head, lol, the first going “Get closer and take a photo!” and the second going, I swear, “Do not take it by surprise. Back away very, very slowly before it attacks”.

Misha has already spotted me though! It’s too late to back up and sneak away!

However…. he does not attack, ha. The 1st voice takes over and somehow then I’m just, like, walking up and telling him super confidently what to do: “You stand here, I’ll be on this side, you hold this little sign, the sign’s pointing at me, ok?” He’s like “sure” and he rearranges himself and shifts over to the correct side (whoa, he’s doing what I asked) and takes the little sign (and it looks like he doesn’t even have any claws, whoa! He is, like, almost definitely not going to kill me) Meanwhile a 3rd voice in the way back is piping up again, now that he is very close, with “This guy is DEFINITELY three-dimensional.” And somehow through all this mental chatter I manage to say, about the sign, “Do you want to read it?”

I was not really expecting him to read it given the fast clip of the photo-op line, but I hate it when actors aren’t at least given a chance to see what the hell it is that they’re endorsing, so I was just sort of pointing out he could read it if he wanted.

He turns the sign toward himself so he can see it, and kinda studies it for a sec, and then he doesn’t look at me and doesn’t say a thing but slowly turns the sign back around and turns to the camera with that mock-appalled look that he’s so good at. (you know that look, right?) Somehow I had not expected that particular look of his in response to that little sign, and I just busted out laughing.

<FLASH>

I forgot all about trying to do any kind of polished smile or correct head angle so as to look good (always a doomed endeavour for me at the best of times) so in the photo I’m actually in the middle of this huge belly laugh and paying zero attention to the camera.

And that’s it. That’s my 5 seconds with Misha Collins! And I know my time’s up, and I am SO THRILLED because I didn’t pass out, I didn’t collapse, I was able to talk, I functioned like a normal human being. I kept some little shred of dignity! I’m totally thrilled. I turn to go and reach out for the little sign. But now he’s turned the sign around toward him again and he’s reading it again.

The following little exchange was actually not very long but has accordioned out in my mind (as Jeremy Carver would say) to where it felt like it lasted half an hour. I was just so certain the line was going to keep bipping right along and that my time was up. But instead now Misha’s turned the little sign around again so that he can see it, and he’s studying it again.

Then he turns to me. He’s now completely blocking my way out of the room, like, squared up in front of me, and he’s got this laser look like he’s studying me (I was relaying this to /u/TotallyNotARaccoon later and she pointed out, he’s got this way of really focusing on you that is pretty sweet, that really makes you feel like you’ve got his full attention.)

He says, “Why are you going to Alaska?”

I say something like “I’m an ornithologist, and I study birds up on the tundra, up in Alaska. I go up every spring,” and he’s all, “Really?” (narrow eyed look here) and then he says, “With who? With what group?”

The answer to that is about five minutes and twenty institutions long, because it’s this gigantic long-term research project with a million collaborators from all over North America at the USA’s main tundra ecology research station, so I scrambled a bit here and tried to shorten it down to my main 3 collaborators. Now I’m listing universities, fuck, and he’s staring at me as I list universities, and meanwhile I’m thinking “This is incredibly boring, Misha, why did you ask me such a boring question? You should have asked what species I study, or where the field site is,” but he’s still giving me that extremely attentive look and I finally realize what he probably really meant was “are you legit / where do you work” and so I add, “But I work at Aquarium X actually, in [east coast city]”.

So he says something like, “But why are you working at an aquarium in [east coast city] if you study birds in Alaska?”

So I say, “Well, I study whales there.”  (Which I do.)

Here Misha does SUCH A CLASSIC CASTIEL PUZZLED SQUINT that it almost burns a hole in me - it turns out that this look is actually a Misha thing and not just a Castiel thing - and he says, kind of slow like he’s confused:

“You’re an ornithologist but you study whales?”

Again I just busted out laughing.

At that point I realized the whole line has been stopped dead for a little while and poor Emma (who is next) is probably ABOUT TO DIE, so I decide to wrap it up (me! I’m the one who decides to wrap it up! Not the JIBCon staffer and not Misha)  I actually said “It’s a long story. I’ll tell you all about my career later,” (like he gives a fuck about my frickin career; and like there is gonna be a “later”, ha hahaaa) and I walk outside and I’m just… laughing.

All through JIBCon there are these Moments that get filed away in my memory. I guess this must happen for any fan, at every con: the things you will remember, right? The little portfolio of highlights, the things that make it all worthwhile. My little mental file ends up including:

Jared & Gen finally getting into their dip pose successfully and laughing at each other (described here)

Jensen staring up at me with this totally wtf look on his face thinking I am a moron (see previous link)

Me squeezing past Mark saying EXCUSE ME right in his face (see previous link)

Meeting my fandomnatural buddies IRL at last and realizing anew what genuine friendships I have made through this show. And my line buddies too, Viki, Emma, all of them.

But the moment that is sharpest in my memory is actually this one of Misha Collins frowning at me and saying “You’re an ornithologist but you study whales?” And me just laughing.

Anyway, that was my little photo op moment. I don’t know why he stopped to talk to me for a few sec. I am guessing it was probably half a case of “this crazy person apparently flew all this way, so I’ll give her a bit more time” and maybe half genuine curiosity on his part. But I hope somewhere in all that he got my actual little message, which was: You were my top pick, Misha, and thanks.

EPILOGUE: By Saturday I was in my “fuck, I didn’t bring anything for them to sign” crisis about the autographs (see previous link) but it occurred to me that for Misha, rather than see if he would deface euros like I did with most of the rest of the cast, instead I could have him sign the photo. So I scouted out his autograph session, which was almost done. He was the only one in the room, with a line of a dozen or so people. There he was! He was still three-dimensional. (I couldn’t see if he still had feet, lol) As with the photos, the autograph lines move with a very smooth efficiency. Sign, “thanks”, fan moves on, sign, “thanks”, fan moves on. My heart rate is maybe a *tish* high now but nowhere near full panic mode anymore. Because, it turns out, Misha is just a guy, and indeed, as I’d been told, a nice guy at that. As my turn ticks closer I’m wondering whether I could bother him for just 30 seconds more of conversation (I’m thinking of explaining about the ornithologist/whale thing, maybe saying something like “actually Misha, just to explain, I’m an ornithologist so I study whales and also sea turtles and elephants, which I forgot to mention before, so hopefully that clears it all up”) — but then I realize he looks a little tired. He is doing this thing where he goes slightly unfocused for a split second between people. It looks like fatigue. It gets me thinking how tiring this must be sometimes, how long these photo and auto sessions are for them (it’s like… a solid hour or more sometimes, of all these high-emotion-for-the-fan, 5-second-long, interactions). So I decide to keep it very very quick and simple and minimal; to act, and be, super calm and cool, so that he can just glide through it all quicker and go take a break sooner.

It’s my turn, he says hi pleasantly enough, but I just say “could you sign this please”, and I say nothing else, just slide the photo over and he signs. “Thank you *very* much” I say, in my best cheerfulest smiling-est, I’m-Totally-Fine-Here, Don’t-Worry-About-Me, voice. “Thank YOU”, he says, automatically; he offers his hand to shake, also automatically (he’s been doing that with everybody), but he’s nice, he’s a nice guy, he gives me a smile and I smile back.

And I turn and walk away feeling… AWESOME.

It’s a big room and there is a long walk back to the door. I’m about six strides away when Misha says behind me, kind of hesitant like he’s not sure he’s got the right fan, “See any good birds here?”

The Last Unicorn remembered me!

I resist the urge to march back up to his table and tell him about European hoopoes, and instead I just say “Yeah, actually, there’s swifts all over.” (Which there are.) Misha nods sagely. I’m pretty sure that means we’re best friends now.

EPILOGUE 2: Yesterday I met another grizzly bear. I was driving a pickup north through the sleet over the mountains in northern Alaska, almost brain-dead with jet lag (this Rome-Alaska itinerary that I put together to get my 5 sec w Misha was really not the brightest idea, but I REGRET NOTHING). The truck was fishtailing around and I was really trying not to skid off the road in the mud, and suddenly there was this frickin ENORMOUS grizzly right in front of me. It galloped away (fuck it was fast!). When it got to a safe distance, it stopped and turned and looked back. I could see its fuzzy little blond round ears trained on me, as it paused there with one (GIGANTIC) front paw raised, like it’d suddenly thought “why am I running from you?” Granted I was in a pickup, but just for the record, my heart rate was nowhere near what it was in that Misha photo-op room.

OK, that’s my report… and I’m heading out on the tundra now to get to work. Because, as Misha Collins can tell you, I am an ornithologist and that means that I study whales, so I’m going to head on out there and see what I find. :)

WOW. Sorry to spam tags but I’m disgusted enough with the idea that certain insecure trash “people” are desperate enough to believe that person is me. (even tho it’s pretty obviously a troll.. i mean.. how retarded and pathetic are you?) So yeah, I’m tagging this in everything @haqyu tagged her lying garbage ass. 

Here. Have a picture of me I don’t like enough to put on IG or FB. You owe me time and extra battery, fucking cunts. I sincerely hope this will trigger your severe insecurity at the very least. I guess my love for anonymity is somewhat secondary to make disgusting things like you sad uwu!!

Either way, after hearing from all of you how “peaceful :)” this fandom is, this is pretty rich, some cunt trying to “shame me” or scare me away using someone else’s photos. Now im seeing other certain disgusting pieces of crap jumping at the opportunity also. Ofc you’d want to believe that the person who “invalidates your feeeeels uwu may be unattractive!!!11” bc that would make you guys feel better about your gross af selves, but honestly all that it does is to prove to me that you guys reaaaaally have nothing of value IRL, no intellect (lol i mean that one was pretty obvious), no beauty, no talents, and probably no one gives a single fuck about you enough to stare at you twice lol (=> all of them also obvious from characters you self-insert? LMAO). And to top it all, you have weak and disgusting personalities, quite fitting with the rest of you. Like… if you’re desperate enough to believe in some random person who took their account few days ago, very obviously just to harrass me???? LOL. One would think my opinion of humans couldn’t get any lower >__>

@haqyu LOL butthurt much? Also funny bc .. hinata fan.. ha. So I finally know which group of stans are the worst. 

Again, please tell me, why does me criticizing your “faves” and “otps” effect you so much that one of you resort to putting some poor woman’s photos online and degrade her appearance like that? How vile are you? People like you, who attack others bc they can’t handle the reality that they have no value IRL are the reason why world sucks so much so thanks for ruining that too.

TBH if i had any little doubt left that you people self-insert characters i blame you of doing, it is GONE. LOL. Thank you for proving me right, at the very least?

Too bad I can’t post my face tho lol, tho let me just say that would really be severe for people so obviously shallow and insecure like you. But honestly there’s a reason I never share my personal info and it’s because I get stalkers IRL who try to hack into my accounts, harass me and steal my.. intimate stuff etc >_> So.. with that info, try to imagine how the rest of me looks like bc this is the extent i would go online. Have fun! (◕‿◕✿) 

Family Secrets - Derek Hale Imagine (Feat. Stiles Stilinski and Cora Hale)

Prompt by @heyitssilverwolf : Hey! I was wondering if you could write a TW imagine where the reader is Stile’s older sister, Derek’s friend from high school, and Paige’s best friend. Where Stiles and Cora are figuring out Derek’s past and end up calling the reader and she ends up telling them (Stiles and Cora) about her past and starts to have a panic attack so Derek ends up helping her. Maybe some Derek then Pack fluff? Sorry if it’s long and gets confusing.

Word Count: 3,777

Pairings: Derek x Reader (Romantic), Stiles x Reader (Siblings)

Warnings: Dealing with an evil witch spirit inside your body. (I don’t know if that’s a warning, but just in case.)

Author’s Note: Okay, that was a lot and I didn’t get everything you asked for, but tried my best. Sorry it took so long to get to this prompt. It honestly took me a while to figure a storyline with everything you asked for. I hope you like what I came up with.

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Originally posted by omg-kidrauhl-mendes-blog

“We don’t have much time,” Cora said as she opened Derek’s bedroom door. “He went to the store and I don’t know how long that’ll take." 

"Okay, so what exactly are we looking for?” Stiles walked over to the bookshelf and quickly skimmed through it to see if anything unusual stood out.

“Anything we can find out about Derek’s past in high school,” Cora rummaged through Derek’s drawers and tried to put it back as he left it. “Around this time of the year, Derek is always so mopey and depressed, and I have a feeling it has to do with something that happened in high school.”

“Do you think it has to do with why his eyes are blue?” Stiles asked as he made his way to the desk and began looking through the drawers.

“Most definitely,” Cora moved over to the closet and began searching for clues. “He never told me what happened. I honestly don’t think he’s told anyone.”

Stiles moved some stuff around the first drawer and found nothing but the basic office supplies, pens, paper clips, stapler, Post-It’s, etc. Stiles opened the bottom drawer, which was filled with folders organized and labeled for his bills. Stiles paused as he noticed the folders. He closed it and walked back to the bookshelf, where he noticed a similar folder slightly peeking out between two big books. He pulled it out and opened the folder. “I think I found something.”

Cora closed the closet doors and rushed towards Stiles. She noticed a picture of her brother from high school with a girl she had never seen or met before.

“Do you know who that is?” Stiles asked as he began to skim through the random papers Derek had in the folder. They were newspaper clippings and copies of the police reports when his house burnt down years ago.

Cora shook her head. She flipped the back of the photo and noticed Derek’s handwriting. “Paige…” She paused for a second, trying to remember if the name registered. “Derek never mentioned a Paige.”

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anonymous asked:

I have a character (A) who needs to find out where another character (B) lives and works. If A has a friend (C) who's resourceful (very good with computers, has money and connections). How would C find out this information (in general; no need for too many details, since it happens in the background) and how long would it take? If it makes a difference, A & C live on the US east coast and B is west coast.

The easiest way in today’s society would probably be ‘facebook stalking’ (or other social media equivalent). People put an amazing amount of information out on the internet without even knowing it. A single picture, a random selfie posted on their wall, and people who know what they are doing can find you using something called ‘metadata.’

Metadata is information that is included in a photograph, hidden from the view of your average person but findable in just a few seconds. It often includes harmless information such as the make of the camera that took the photo, the date, the time, etc. All sorts of things that your computer uses to index the file appropriately.

However, metadata can also contain other information, especially when the device taking the picture has a gps chip in it. What has a gps chip and a camera? Every smartphone ever. But it’s not like anyone uses smartphones.

Originally posted by welcometoyouredoom

Here’s the issue. A lot of smartphones will tack on extra metadata in the interest of preserving information. Data such as your location when you took the photo (you may know this practice as geotagging). Many phone photo apps can tell you where in the world you took that photo, helping travelers sort through their oodles of landscape shots by location. The coordinates saved in the metadata of a photo won’t give you a precise location, but even if it only gives you a five-mile radius that really narrows down your character’s search.

If your characters find character C in this way, it could take a minute to an hour, all depends on how long it takes to find a photo with the relevant information. At that point it can take however long your narrative demands.

However, if character C is not a social media person, or is wise to this and purges all the metadata from any photo of themselves that they upload (a decent habit to get into, by the way), then alternate methods may be required.

Character Moneybags B could pull some strings and get information from the IRS, FBI, or other such three-letter organizations, but that’s not really my area, so instead I’ve got something much more techy: tracking an IP address.

IP (or Internet Protocol) addresses are numbers that are assigned to any device that accesses the internet. These numbers can be tracked to a physical location, bing-badda-boom your characters have found character C.

“But Hacker, how would my characters find this IP address?” That’s actually probably easier than finding a photo with a geotag. Send character C an email that they will reply to. Character Moneybags has connections, have one of their connections root around for the email of character C (again, rather easy information to find, google just loves knowing things) and send them an email that they will likely respond to. Once you have a response, you have an IP address that you can get latitude and longitude coordinates from.

This method would take a wee bit longer, as if they don’t already have character C’s email address it could take a bit of digging and loosening of mouths with bribes persuasion, but again it really could take as long as your narrative desires. Average time might be a week or two, but it could be done in a day or take a month.

There are other methods of course, but these were the ones that first came to me. Both are perfectly serviceable, and counter-able (is that even a word?) if you want an additional obstacle for your poor protagonists.

Glad to be of service :)

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