and that was the last damn song they played. of course haha

Crowd Pleaser (Bucky Barnes x Reader) Re Post

A/N: I’m sure some of you remember that i posted this story a while back, but for some reason it got taken down and I have no idea why. I’m not sure what happened to it, other than each time i tried to search for it, it never popped up on my master list or tumblr. :( Well I did some digging in my computer and I found it! I hope you guys don’t mind but I revised it a bit for the better haha! Enjoy! - Delilah

Crowd Pleaser: At one of Tony’s fabulous parties, you get drunk as a skunk and decide to twerk on Bucky Barnes after being persuaded by the team.

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Alcohol. Dirty dancing. 

Tony’s parties were always not your forte. 

You preferred getting drunk with Wanda and Nat in the safety of the common room, far away from any of the super uppity rich people Tony Stark invited. Most of the men spent their time ogling at Natasha, often causing the woman to resort to giving death threats. Even Wanda had her fair share of entitled perverts stalking her every now and then.

You, however, rarely got hit on when it came down to it. There are a couple men here and there, but none ever tried anything drastic. You figured it was because you weren’t as attractive as the other two women. We’re you too tall? Were you too shy? You had no idea. Maybe it was because during every party, you tended to stick with the guys.

You were always with either Sam or Clint. The two always made your night better with their humor. There was never a dull moment with those those guys.

Sometimes, you’d find yourself with Steve and Bucky. That was, until they became bombarded with women. The last time it happened, you had to practically drag the two away from the swarm of crazed women. What was it about those damn super soldiers? The chicks went practically crazy over them.

Nevertheless, you were going to at least try and have a good time tonight. Sam had given you shot after shot of all types of alcohol, which had no effect on you because of your healing powers.

But when Thor arrived at the party with his mischievous brother, Loki, you knew something was bound to happen.

You’ve only met the guy once and that was in 2012, when he nearly killed all of New York. So of course, you and everyone else was going to be a bit wary of the man.

Thor was dressed in usual Asgardian attire, whereas Loki was in a simple, sleek black suit. At least one of them had taste. After making their way through the guests and introducing themselves, they made their way to the three of you.

“Ah, lady Y/N!” Thor exclaimed, nodding at the shot glass in your hand. “I see you have finally decided to discover the wonders of midgardian mead!”

“Actually,” Sam interrupted. “Y/N here can’t get drunk off of this stuff. Her liver heals too fast.” You scoff and elbow him in the ribs.

“If I may,” Loki says, his dark eyes burning into yours as he smoothly reached into his suit pocket. “I believe this should suffice your needs, Lady Y/N.” The flask in his hand is barely the size of a coin purse, but you already knew what it was.

You narrowed your eyes at the man suspiciously. You didn’t trust him at all. What if it was poison? There’s no telling what this guy was capable of. After all, he tried to kill you once before, why wouldn’t he finish the job, right?

Peering between the brothers, you heard Thor clear his throat awkwardly and snatch the flask.

“Forgive my brother,” he says, pouring some of the liquid into his own drink. “He can be a bit…intimidating.”

“Intimidating?” You scoff, glancing between the two men. The last thing you were was intimidated by Loki and you intended to show him that.

A look of horror spread onto both the God’s faces as you snatched the flask from Thor’s hand and downed the entire flask in a long gulp.

You were positive this wasn’t going to do anything to you. You’ve consumed bottles and bottles of alcohol before and not once did you even get a slight buzz. This wasn’t going to scare you.

This was a piece of cake.

You were drunk as hell.

Everyone who came near you instantly knew it, too. Vision sensed your slowed heartbeat and (not understanding what being intoxicated was) immediately called Bruce for help. He was convinced you were dying, to which Bruce calmly explained what the effects of alcohol were.

Natasha was currently preoccupied by fending off the perverted men from Wanda, having no clue what was going to happen in a few minutes. Had she been in your presence, you were a hundred percent positive that things would not have turned out the way they did.

You were in the corner of the party with the four men. The small stool you were seated in made small squeaks as you rapidly spun in circles, belting out the lyrics to the Beyoncé song playing.

“How in the seven kingdoms is she still alive?” Loki questioned, staring at you with wide eyes as you spun faster.

“Man, I don’t even know. But it got the job done, am I right?” Sam cackled, giving Clint a high five. They finally accomplished their mission, to get you completely shitfaced. And they would never let you live this down.

“Relax, your highness,” Clint chimed in, taking a swig of his own beer. “She needs to let loose every once in awhile anyways.”


You belted out lyric after lyric at the top of your lungs, causing a few people to turn around and stare at you. Some even sang along with you, which made all four of the men erupt in laughter.

“I wanna dance!” You slurred, reaching out and grabbing ahold of Clint’s arm.

“Sorry, hun, but I don’t dance.” He replied, patting your head gently. You frowned and turned to Sam, who gave you a similar speech.

“Perhaps the Captain would favor a dance?” Thor asked, smiling encouragingly. Your eyes found themselves on Steve and Bucky across the room. They were both laughing, completely lost in their own world.

“You know what,” Sam chimed in, placing a hand on your shoulder. His eyes were set afar, his mouth in a mischievous smile. “I bet Bucky would really like to dance. Steve said he used to love it back in the day.”

“Yeah, Y/N!” Tony wrapped an arm around your shoulder, a devilish smirk on his lips.

When the hell did he even get there?

“I think you should show Barnes the modern version of dancing. What do ya say, kiddo?”

“Modern version?” You giggle. “Like what? Salsa?”

This earns a couple of giggles from the other two men. It even managed to get a laugh from Thor.

“Nah, something along the lines of…I don’t know…krumping?”

You grimace. There’s no way in hell you were doing that in front of everyone. You didn’t want to die of humiliation.

“You know,” Clint chimes in. “I heard Barnes was an ass man.” You can’t fight the drunken snicker that comes from you. You knew what it mean of course, but the image of Bucky staring at someone’s butt made the entire thing hilarious to you.

“I bet he would absolutely love the art of twerking!” Tony exclaims, helping you off the stool and onto your feet.

“You think so?” You ask before letting out a drunken hiccup. The three men nodded their heads furiously, whereas Thor and Loki glanced at the four of you questioningly.

“Forgive me,” Loki chimed in, a confused frown on his face. “But what is this so called…twerking?” Thor nodded as well, eager to learn as well.

“Y/N is about to give you two a magnificicent demonstration,” Tony called over his shoulder as he lead you towards the two super soldiers.

You both walked until you were standing behind Bucky.

“Alright,” he whispered into your ear. “Go get em, tiger!” 

With that, he patted your head and jogged back to the group of men.

Without thinking, you stood beside the two men, smiling innocently. They didn’t notice you at first, but when they did, they both turned to you.

“Hey, Y/N,” Steve greeted, flashing you a welcoming smile.

You gave him a small wave. You didn’t want to speak, he’d instantly know you were drunk if you did. So instead of speaking, you just turned to the brown haired man. Bucky smiled politely and gave you a small nod.

Turning your head, you could see the guys giving you encouraging smiles. This was way harder than you thought it would be.

“Bucky, come dance with me?” You ask, sounding surprisingly sober. His eyebrows raised at your question. He hadn’t danced since over seventy years ago.

“Uh, I’m not very good, Y/N.” He replied, looking back at the crowd of people dancing. Steve let out a loud snort, one that made the two of you turn to him.

“Buck, you were the dancing king back in the day. Get out there and have some fun!” Before the man could protest, Steve grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him out onto the dance floor.

It was all a great idea until you realized that you had absolutely no idea how to slow dance. Wrapping your arms around Bucky’s neck, you glanced up at him sheepishly.

“I have no idea how to do this,” you admitted, a small hiccup escaped your mouth. Bucky’s eyebrows raised once again.

“Well you’re not alone, sweetie,” he chuckles. “I haven’t done this in seventy years. We can just wing it.”

The two of you danced in silence, enjoying the music. Looking back at the guys, you spotted them watching you intently. All of them were there, except for Tony. You frowned as you tried to locate him in the crowd of people. Did he abandon you?

Suddenly, the music stopped.

“Alright party people!” Tony’s voice blared through the speakers. “Let’s kick this party up a notch!”

The sound of Ginuwine’s Pony blared through the speakers, causing you to laugh hysterically. Leave it to Tony Stark to pick the raunchiest song. Boy, you were going to regret this in the morning.

Without another word, you unwrapped your hands from Bucky’s neck and gave the guys a small thumbs up. You turned around and began bouncing your ass on Bucky’s crotch.

You could hear Sam and Clint practically howling from laughter over the music. Steve was still at the bar, his glass of beer had fallen out of his hand and shattered onto the floor. Thor looked like he was generally amused, clapping along to the song with a smile. However, Loki covering his mouth with his hand, stifling his laughter.

“Go Y/N! Go Y/N! Go Y/N!” Tony began chanting into the microphone, causing the rest of the party goers to glance at you. They formed a small crowd around the two of you and began chanting along with Tony.

You’ve never seen Bucky so shocked. He didn’t know whether to run or stay, leaving him standing there behind you, your ass grinding on his crotch repeatedly. You knew he was secretly enjoying it, despite all the people shouting at him to dance. This was absolutely not what he thought you had in mind when you said you wanted to dance. It did amaze him how good you were at uh…dancing.

Bucky felt himself blushing as the people cheered you on. Was this something that happened at parties nowadays? If someone did this in the 40’s, everyone would have heart attacks. He could just imagine his mother’s disappointed face.

As much as he didn’t like being the center of attention, he figured he might as well go along with it. What did have to lose, right? The small crowd of people began cheering wildly and chanting his name when he placed his hands on your hips and began moving his hips in time with yours. A grin spread on his face as you peered over your shoulder and winked at him.

Yeah, he could get used to modern dancing.

-Fin ❤

Bubble Baths and Cute Confessions

A/N: hey guys! this is my first imagine on this blog and i’m so excited (and nervous haha). i hope you like this! any and all feedback is greatly appreciated! and requests are open as well. i write for all of the buttercreams :-)

word count: 1.2k +

“Babe?” you call, the heavy wooden door closing behind you with a soft click as you drop your bag at your feet. “Conor? You home?”

“Yeah, back here,” your boyfriend replies from somewhere in your shared apartment, his normally-silvery tone sounding raspy and strained. “How was class?”

“Good,” you respond, following the sound of his voice down the main hall. “I stopped by Nando’s on my way home. Hope you’re hungry.” Conor murmurs his assent as you step into the office and lean against the doorframe, taking in his appearance with a disapproving sigh. He’s slumped in an office chair, hair a mess, blue eyes tired, guitar sitting in his lap and crumpled balls of paper strewn on the desk in front of him.

"How was your day?” you ask lightly, moving towards him. “How’d that meeting with your manager go?” “It went fine,” Conor says, giving you a slight smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “I showed him that song I finished last week and he liked it.” “Oh, good! You’ll be recording it soon, then?” you question, running a hand through his curls and then lowering it to cup his cheek. “Yeah, I hope so,” he affirms, closing his eyes and leaning into your hand. “I need to have two more done by the end of the month so I thought I’d get a head start. Your no-procrastination productivity mojo’s getting to me,” he adds, offering up a dry chuckle.

You smile, returning your fingers to his scalp, and ask, “Are you done for the night, or…?” At his noncommittal shrug, you wonder, “Did you eat lunch, Conor?” “No time for it. I’ve been focused on writing pretty much all day,” he admits. “But I’m starving.” “And tired,” you add, and at a second shrug from your boyfriend rub a thumb over his right eyebrow. “You can barely keep your eyes open, love.” “Not true,” Conor disagrees. “Let me finish this bridge and I’ll eat when I’m done.” “Alright,” you say, turning to head back to the living room where your backpack sits. “Hey, babe?” Conor calls after you. “Can we take a bath after we eat?” “Sure,” you agree, not really surprised at his request; Conor’s the cuddliest person you think you’ve ever met and he’s usually the one to initiate such things. “We can use that bath bomb I bought the other day.” You reach out to squeeze his bicep and slip out of the room, grabbing your bag from its spot by the door before unpacking it and beginning to work on your homework.

After a half hour or so, Conor comes out of the office, yawning but in a noticeably happier mood. “Ready to eat?” he asks, making a beeline for the Nando’s bag on the kitchen counter. “Oh, you got my favorite!” “Of course I did,” you smile, moving to join him. “Did you finish that bridge you were working on?” “Yeah, and I got the chords figured out for it, too,” he replies, digging into his burger and fries. You pull your food out of the takeout bag and hop up onto the counter, swinging your legs as you begin to eat.

"How was your day?” he asks you. “Good,” you tell him. “I’ve got two papers to write by the end of this week, but I like the topics of both so I should be fine.” “What’s going on with that professor that hates you?” Conor wonders, stealing a crouton from your salad. “Nothing, really,” you shrug. “The TA for that class wants to give me an extension, but she had to run it by him and he isn’t allowing it.” “Damn,” your boyfriend sighs. “Why’s he so mean to you?” “He’s not mean,” you correct him. “He’s a good teacher. I just think he’s abrasive.” “Mean,” Conor repeats, popping the last bit of burger into his mouth. “He’s mean, Y/N.” You give him a playful eye roll and he laughs, saying, “I’m going to go start the water, okay?” “Go for it,” you assure him. “You can drop the bath bomb in, too, if you want to.” “Of course I do!” he laughs, and scrambles off to do so. You finish your salad and clean up, following your boyfriend into the bathroom.

The tub is barely half full when you step inside, but Conor’s already stripped down to his boxers, textured pink bath bomb resting in his lap. “Excited?” you chuckle, and he laughs as well. “To spend time with my gorgeous girlfriend? Absolutely. Come here.” You walk to his side and he wraps an arm around your stomach, resting his head against the curve of your hips. You watch the bathwater rise in silence, and when the tub is finally full Conor drops in the bath bomb.

“Is it lavender?” he asks as it disintegrates and colors the water a similar pink color that soon gives way to an indigo hue. “Mmhm,” you hum, tapping Conor’s arm so he drops it from your waist. “You get in first.” He slips off his boxers and settles into the tub while you undress and carefully climb in and curl up between his legs. The two of you sit quietly for a moment, relaxing; you rest your head on Conor’s shoulder and play with his fingers.

"Have I told you that most of the songs I’ve been working on are about you?” he murmurs out of the blue. You crane your neck to look up at him, cheeks flushing. “My manager jokes that I should just call the album ‘Y/N’. I’m considering it, to be honest.” “Really?” you ask. “Oh, my God, Conor. That’s ins-” “You deserve it,” he interrupts, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “You deserve an album named after you. You deserve a lot more, but this is the least I could give you.” He shifts, bringing his legs up to his chest.

You draw absentmindedly on his knee while he says, “I don’t think you understand how much you’ve done for me, love. Honestly. Before I met you I couldn’t handle even thinking about my depression, much less doing anything about it. And now I’ve just had an article published in which I actually talk about it. I get work done now and my manager doesn’t have to yell at me anymore-” you both laugh at that- “and I have a ton of inspiration to pull from. I eat three meals a day and do laundry on a regular basis and I feel like my life’s in order. All thanks to you.” “Oh, my God, Conor,” you breathe, eyes tearing up. “I don’t need a long speech back, or anything,” he smiles. “I just wanted to tell you. And your fingers are getting wrinkly, so we should get out of the bath.” You laugh wetly at that and hop out, wrapping a towel around yourself and holding one out for Conor. He drains the tub and ambles into your bedroom a moment later.

"Thank you for telling me,” you murmur, giving him a hug and long kiss. “It’s nice to know. And if you ever decide that you do want a long speech in return, I’ve got plenty.”

GOT7 Reaction: realising they like you when you get close to another member

Request:  GOT7 Reaction pls! Hello! Could i pls request a reaction where they notice u and another member teasing each other as usual for fun, then had that moment of revelation that they actually really like u. Is it too confusing? Haha thnx so so much ^^

A/N: Thank you to the lovely anon who requested this and no, it wasn’t too confusing! I hope this is what  you wanted! x


Originally posted by candyapplejimin

It would hit Mark like a ton of bricks. He’d always had some sort of underlying feelings for you, you were smart and kind and made him laugh all the time but decided to bury his feelings, he didn’t think you or his career would give him a chance. But seeing you and Jackson goof around as you so often did when you came to dance practise, you jumping on his back and giggling at his loud jokes, watching you both made him realise he needed to confess before someone else did, seeing you with anyone else would destroy him, he knew that now. So, after that practise, after the boys had gone, he took your hands in his and confessed, eyes never wavering from yours as he waited for your reply.


Originally posted by markjin

Jinyoung and JB, although close friends are two very different people. Although they are both determined, hard working and passionate, they have fundamental differences in how they handle situations and relationships. So when JB started to fall for you, Jinyoung’s best friend, he figured straight away he had no chance. You were smart, concise, graceful and poised, JB admired and respected you hugely. He figured by keeping himself busy, concert after interview after tour, he could distract himself from you. That was until he came home to the dorms to see you and Jinyoung reading on the couch, your legs over his lap. He knew there was nothing going on between you, just friendship but the jealousy he felt bubbling in his stomach and ringing in his ears was enough to tell him he didn’t just want you, he needed you. 


Originally posted by wanqkong

Seeing you and Bambam bickering and play fighting after winning at Mario Kart was the final straw for Jackson. You knew he liked you, subtlety was never Jackson’s specialty but until he confessed, you thought maybe it was all in your head and that maybe you were just a best friend to him after all. You’d told him many times that Bambam was just a little brother to you and that the playful interactions you had with him were no different to the ones with your own siblings. Nevertheless, something snapped in Jackson that day as he got up from the couch, took your wrist in his hand, carefully guided you out the room and kissed you passionately up against the wall, his hands on the wall either side of your body, making his feelings perfectly clear. 


Originally posted by jypnior

Jinyoung would be super analytical about the way you were around the other members, especially Youngjae. Not that Youngjae would necessarily notice if you were flirting with him but the way you always smiled at him, the way you always laughed at his attempts at English and the way you always spoke to him about Coco when you could just ask Mark led him to believe you liked him. He thought he had to make his growing feelings for you clear, seeing you with Youngjae rather than him would crush him but he toyed with the idea, maybe Youngjae liked you too? He couldn’t do that to his friend. However, when Youngjae laughed in his face and denied it wholeheartedly, he didn’t hesitate to rush with flowers to your door and spill his heart on the front porch with the hopes of you being his. 


Originally posted by jypnior

Youngjae would be so torn over his feelings for you. One minute he knew he wanted you and only you, the next he was scolding himself and convincing himself his career had to come first no matter what his feelings for you were. That lasted about a week until he saw you and Yugyeom practising, him teaching you the dance to ‘Angel’. Needless to say, this ignited a spark in him, Yugyeom knew how he felt about you and so he went straight home and wrote a song, his thoughts and feelings etched into every melody. He stayed up all night perfecting it, making sure it was exactly how he wanted it and gave it to you the next day with the words ‘now you can know my true feelings.’ Career and Yugyeom be damned, he wanted you. 


Originally posted by merry7

Bambam had been friends with Mark since his trainee days, both foreigners so they got through a lot of struggles together. But when he found out that you, the girl he had an ego melting crush on, and Mark had been spotted going out for coffee together he was devastated. Of course you would choose him he thought, he’s older, the strong silent type, his house even had a pool! Bambam didn’t think he could compete and so shrunk away within himself, feeling like a little pre-debut boy again. It wasn’t until Mark explained that the reason you two were out together was so you could ask advice on how to confess to him that Bambam felt silly but overwhelmed with relief, as well as determination to confess to you first!


Originally posted by jackseunie

Yugyeom had been interested in you from the day he saw you and all the members knew it, he turned into a stuttering mess just at the sight of you! Confident, cocky Yugyeom would turn into a puppy just from a bat of your eyelids, that’s how far you had him wrapped around your finger. Yugyeom also had been brought up to respect his elders, especially his leader so when JB started flirting with you right in front of him, he didn’t know what to do. You found him sat on his bed in his dorm with his head in his hands were he, eventually, told you how he felt about you but didn’t want to make it awkward. When you told him you felt the same way, you both left the dorm to go on your first ice cream date with a knowing look from JB.

Sorry this turned out to be a bit longer than I planned!

Ok, I’m a babby-n00b fan (it’s been what, two weeks, three?), but I really frickin’ love the band The Dear Hunter and I want to gush about their music and I enjoy ranking things so…yeah, here’s me talking about my favorite songs from the Acts. (no major story spoilers)

Please feel free to completely ignore if you aren’t interested in my semi-coherent and less-than-sophisticated ramblings. X’D

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The Year of Intelligent Tigers

Some A shit ton of highlights of the last EDA I’ve read (The Year of Intelligent Tigers). Probably my longest post so far.

I took these screens while reading, along with my reactions. As usual, this is full of spoilers.

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[20170416] B.A.P PARTYBABY in LA Fanaccount

Note: You all are probably tired of me saying this, but I am going to say it again ^^ Everything is written by memory, so everything is probably not exact and accurate. And I am so inconsistent with Junhong’s name, so forgive me if I keep saying Junhong then switching back to Zelo.

Also, If you don’t want to read all of the BS and wait I had to go through, you can just skip to the Songlist Section. And if you were tagged and don’t want to read this LONG post, just click ctrl+F and find your name to see where I tagged you, so you don’t have to waste your time ^^

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You arrived at the studio before Norman and were introduced to the photographer and set assistants.
“Now don’t be nervous, this will be fun I promise!” The photographer tries to put you at ease. “Let’s take some photos now without Norman and get you used to it.”
This was your first photo shoot that wasn’t to do with the walking dead, and you had both been chosen to do a set of photos for a small fashion campaign. You weren’t ‘model-looking’, but this was about every body shape and several other shows had gotten involved too. Norman had done this kind of thing before which made you even more nervous about the day, as you had no idea what to do.
“Okay, what you’re wearing is great for the warm up shots, just stand over there and do your thing.”
You position yourself in front of the white backdrop in your black boots, black jeans, black top and long black coat. You didn’t intentionally wear all black, but it was a happy accident. It was your favourite coat, feeling like you were wearing a long cape when you swished it around.
“What’s your favourite music?” The photographer asks, handing you his phone with Spotify on the screen. You find a country music playlist and as it starts playing you hand the phone back and start moving around.
“I’m a country girl at heart!” You say over the music. You flick your coat and smile as your favourite song starts playing. The photographer snaps away as you do this and you don’t even notice Norman’s arrival and him standing there staring at you. After a few minutes he speaks.
“You’re a natural (Y/N)! You look beautiful like that,” he shouts over the music. You look up at him shocked, then blush and look down at your boots. The camera flashes one last time and you exit with the stylist to get changed into your first outfit. You walk past Norman and he reaches out and squeezes your hand as you do. Your eyes meet his and you smile up at him then carry on walking.
“I don’t think I can get away with this,” you say looking in the mirror at the mini dress you’re wearing.
“Of course you can! You look hot! It shows off your curves and tattoos perfectly, this is why it was chosen for you,” the stylist explains.
“Hmm, it does show off my thigh tatts pretty well. Is it too tight though?” You ask, patting your belly.
“Don’t be silly, I bet Norman will love it, you’ll see!” She winks. “Now come on, he’s waiting for you!”
You walk out in chunky heeled ankle boots and your mini dress, pulling it down as you take each step. Looking up at Norman you see his mouth open slightly and he licks his lips as he looks you up and down.
“Damn girl. Damn,” he whispers as you get to him. He’s dressed in a smart suit and you go weak at the knees at the sight of him.
“Not so bad yourself,” you nod at him.
The photographer then gets you in position, Norman’s arm around your waist resting on your hip, you’re side on with one hand on his chest and one on his back and your head on his shoulder looking at the camera.
“Perfect!” The photographer says snapping away at you both. Norman turns to you and moves you in front of him so that you’re head on to the camera. He slides his hands around you to rest on your stomach and leans his head on your shoulder.
“Lean back, look as if you’re whispering to me, put one hand on mine and the other up around my neck,” he whispers into your ear. You do as he says, your lips millimetres from his cheek and the photographer loves it.
“Amazing! This is great!” He beams from behind the lense. “Right, think we’re done with this set, onto the next outfits please.”
Norman lets go of you, his hands slipping down your thighs as he does so. You bring your hand down from his neck, brushing his chest, then walk away with a flushed face.
“Wow, that looked so good,” the stylist gushes as you get back to the dressing room. “Norman could not take his eyes off you.”
“Ha, probably making sure I don’t trip up or make a fool of myself! I’m definitely known as the clumsy one on set,” you laugh.
“It was way more than that if you ask me,” she smirks.
Once you’d changed, you looked in the mirror and liked how this floor length gown looked on you, cinching your waist in and accentuating your chest. You walk out with confidence this time, heading straight for Norman, his eyes fixed on your body.
“I really like this one,” you say excitedly when you get to him.
“Yeah, same here.”
He takes your hands and pulls you into a dancing pose, placing your hand on his shoulder, his arm around your waist and your interlinked fingers up by his chest. His eyes stare into yours as you both sway to non existent music. Your stomach is in knots and he lets go to spin you round. The room is completely silent as he does this, needing no prompting at all and you completely forget this is all being photographed.
“Guys that was fantastic. Time for the last outfits already. You’re both naturals!” The photographer smiles. You both break away reluctantly and go back to your dressing rooms. Norman picks up his phone and calls Andy quickly.
“Hey Norman, how’s the shoot going?”
“Man, I’m gonna blow it. This is killing me, I’ve gotta tell her.”
“Then do it! Everyone can see you’re crazy about each other. Don’t call me again until you’ve told her okay?” He demands.
“Haha, okay man, deal. Wish me luck.”
“You won’t need it, trust me. Speak to you later.”
Norman ends the call and gets changed. It’s a casual outfit with jeans and a slightly unbuttoned checked shirt with biker boots. You’re in black denim shorts, a baggy muscle vest and cowboy boots which you adore. This outfit is by far your favourite and you feel so comfortable in it. You walk out the same time as Norman and he smiles at you, knowing you’d love the clothes.
“Aren’t those your own clothes?” Norman teases.
“I wish! I’m gonna have to buy these boots for sure,” you laugh.
“They look great on you,” he says sincerely, looking down at your legs. You smile and blush.
“Okay, last one then you’re free to go guys. Get over there and lets get going!” The photographer claps.
You both get in front of the camera and Norman gets you to sit on the floor in front of him as he stands casually against the wall. He helps you up after the first few shots then you both look at each other and laugh as the camera clicks away. For the last few photos he pulls you into his side then sweeps your legs up so he’s carrying you bridal style. You instantly put your arms around his neck to balance yourself and bury your head into his neck in embarrassment.
“Excellent! Right guys, that’s a wrap, thanks so much for doing this, you’ve both been great,” the photographer says, shaking both your hands. You say your goodbyes to everyone and go off to change. When you come out of your dressing room with your bag Norman’s standing there waiting for you.
“Want a lift?” He asks.
“Okay, yeah that’d be great, thanks.”
You head down to his car and he takes your bag to put in the boot. You get in the passenger side and he jumps in the drivers seat.
“Oh, by the way, got you this,” he says, reaching to the back seat and pulling a large bag through the gap. He rests it on your lap and you peek inside. You see a box and open the lid just enough to see the boots you were wearing earlier.
“Norman! You shouldn’t have! Thank you so much,” you gush, flinging your arms around him in the cramped car.
“I want my woman to have everything she wants,” he sighs next to your cheek. Suddenly he realises the words that have just left his mouth and he jumps back letting go of you. “Anyway, lets go. Getting late,” he rambles, putting on his belt and starting the engine. You snap yours into position after putting the bag down and look over at him as he drives. The ride is silent and when you get to your apartment he looks straight ahead instead of at you.
“Norman, do you want to come up and have dinner?” You ask as you’re about to open the door. He doesn’t expect this after what he said, but turns to you and shyly looks up at you through his hair.
“Yeah, that’d be good,” he softly answers.
You get out and head round to the boot to get your bag.
“I’ve got it, don’t worry,” he says, taking your bags from you.
“Thanks. I can’t promise a home cooked meal as I’m pretty sure there’s nothing in my fridge, but we can get take out if you want?”
“Sounds perfect.”
You get up to your apartment and open the door for him to go through. He’s been here plenty of times before so knows his way around and puts your bags in the bedroom. He notices a small photo on your bedside table that he swears wasn’t there last time he came over. He picks it up and studies it, it’s of you and him on set dresses as your characters in the lunch tent. You’re pulling silly faces at the camera and Norman lets out a small chuckle as he remembers the moment.
“What are you laughing about?” You ask from the doorway.
“This photo, was remembering the day it was took. Didn’t know you had a copy.”
“Yeah, Andy gave it to me as a birthday present. I love it.” You smile.
“(Y/N),” Norman turns to you with a serious look on his face, “I don’t want to overstep a line or anything, but I just want you to know that I really like you. I’ve really fallen for you and I just wanted to put it out there because I’ve been holding onto this for so long and see if there’s the smallest chance you feel the same.”
Your mouth falls open a little, shocked that he felt what you felt about him.
“There’s a pretty big chance I feel the same actually. Like, 99.999% chance.”
“Not 100%?” He pouts playfully.
“I could maybe stretch to 100.” You smirk.
“So what now?” He asks nervously.
“I’m still hungry, so get some dinner and watch a film maybe?”
“I was thinking exactly the same thing.”
You go back into the kitchen and look through the menus you have in a drawer and he rings up and orders your food. You’re looking in your DVD cabinet for a film and Norman comes up behind you and reaches around you to pick up his film Air.
“So, you a fan of this Norman guy?”
“Hmm, he’s a good actor, but to be honest I’m not listening to anything he says.”
“Oh really? Just a bit of eye candy for you then?”
“Yeah, can’t lie!”
You both start laughing and he takes your face in his hands then kisses you deeply.
“You’re so beautiful when you smile.” He sighs when he breaks the kiss. Your face turns red and you look away trying to think of what to say.
“I think I love you.” As soon as those words leave your mouth you break away from him in embarrassment. “I mean, I didn’t mean to-” you’re interrupted by the doorbell ringing. You rush over to answer it, take the food and start unpacking it in the kitchen.
“This was yours right?” You ask Norman, not lifting your eyes from the parcels.
“Yeah I think so.” He purposely puts his hand on yours as you slide it over to him. “I love you too.” He says as you finally look up and make eye contact with him. You smile at him and he nods, “I really do you know.”


Kurobas Cup 2015: Report (20/9/15)

O….M….G!! Kurobas Cup 2015 has officially ended, but not without leaving me precious memories to remember. Today has been crazy. I’m still breathing on adrenaline and excitement so please excuse and bear with me while I half-flail and half-recount on my once-in-a-lifetime experience at Kurobas Cup 2015!!

To say that it’s crowded would be a bloody understatement. The patience and courage of fans to brave the hot weather and lack of sleep to get the event goods is pretty commendable. Luckily, they do pre-sale of goods the day before and since I got Tokyo Game Show ticket, I was around the area and managed to check out the goods and buy them before they sell out. When I got to the queue today, all T-shirts, pen light, rubber straps are sold out.

So before we go inside, we had to queue to check that the tickets are ours (to prevent reselling). If you check out, then they give you a wristband. I love that they gave us, the afternoon lot, rainbow-coloured bands XD it’s like nijimura’s spirit was participating with us :3. For evening lot, it was a pale gold colour band (like iPhone gold colour).

Then we queued up to get inside. There were knb related displays inside. The main thing we saw (those sitting in arena) is a giant board with messages from casts and crew. I basically got stuck in the front trying to take pics and didn’t get time to look at the signed basketball and mukkun’s snack display :(. I swear i was stick within the crowd for like 10 mins >,<

After I managed to break free from the crowd in front of the message board, I quickly went upstairs and take pictures of the celebratory wreaths, there were too many pretty ones by the way as you can see in the pictures. The mukkun snack display is from Knb official twiiter, I didn’t have time to see it T.T

Anyway I was sitting in block 13 in arena - it was at the back and quite far from the stage, luckily my seat is the aisle one so I have more freedom than others. So we waited for awhile and then finally…..

The opening act is one and only OLDCODEX!!!! ADLJAKFJDLJA (excuse my key smash but it’s just aaaahhh). By the way tatsun cut his hair short and damn it tatsun. I was swooning, literally swooning while jumping up and down waving my orange pen light like a crazy fan. Oldcodex did full length Lantana but they did a shorter version of Walk and Catal Rhythm. WHAT AN OPENING ACT!!

By the way my memory is all jumbled up so the orders would probably be wrong. Next is kagakuro’s Shout!. It was a nice follow up to old codex. I love that during Shout, the hall was a sea of red and pale blue lights >,< At the end, they did the amazing fist bump causing the fans (including me) to go wild and screamed our throats out. Kagakuro also sang another duet ‘そしてこれから、何度でも’ from the 2nd duet series. It was a very nice emotional song, and during the song the back screen was playing all the precious kagakuro moments <3 <3 <3

Then it was aokise’s duet, sorry I forgot the name of the song and it’s one I haven’t heard before. Kasamatsu and Kise also sang the duet ‘glory blue’ (I’m pretty sure that’s the name of the song) but I’m not too familiar with that CD.

My favourite duet has to be midotaka not only because they has a nice chemistry on stage, but also they came on stage on the infamous ‘rear car’ with shin-chan holding a giant penguin as seen in the anima ending. They sang ‘Way to Victory’ by the way. Everything was spot on and tatsun even imitated pedalling shin-chan with all his might haha (but it was in fact being pushed around by the staff, as pointed out by onoD later XD)

At one point, a short skit with mukkun and muro-chin came on. Mukkun was munching on potato chips as usual and himuro was telling him to stop eating since he has to sing for us soon. Then mukkun of course ask himuro to sing for him, which was rejected XD. Of course, suzuken soon came on stage and sang none other than ‘Lazy Lazy’ haha :3

After several performances, they finally introduced all the characters and their respective seiyuus one by one and as you can guess, it was time to scream and go wild.

They also did the end card mini live reading of painting the wall in the public basketball court. It was amazing hearing it live. Midorin came on stage hold daruma lol (daruma is a red, hollowed out japanese doll, please google for pic). The cutest moment is when nojima (Izuki) also acted as nigou loll. Also kudos to nojima, he made two puns live on the stage haha. My favourite part was when zakki (as sakurai) came to help and he met nigou. He ended up apologising to nigou about last time (reference to previous drama I believe) and everyone was like ‘is that guy apologising to a dog’ Lollll. Also another point is where kasamatsu was talking to miyaji(?) and kasamatsu was like I should how to throw pineapple, which midorin huffed and said ‘pineapples are not for throwing nanodayo!’.

Also Kensho came on stage at some point and did a short version of Zero. As you can guess, we all went crazy.

Omg, zakki did a solo song and sang Ayamari Kinoko no Yuutsu (The Melancholy of the Apologetic Mushroom), it was so cute <3 :3 he was all smiles.

Hoshi (kasamatsu) also sang a solo song but I forgot the name of it >,<. The highlight was when ryohei came on stage during the song and hoshi (in captain’s voice) told him to get off stage lol. Then ryohei was like ‘sorry sorry’ and as he was leaving, his hat fell off lol.

Also, kishow did his solo song ‘any time, any place’. I’m not familiar with that song either so I can’t say much about it.

EDIT:  how can I forget about kagahimu’s duet ‘Blue Sky Memories’. Just remembered about it after seeing Onoyuu’s tweet (he was saying how happy he was to be able to sing together with kishow, onoyuu-chan your fanboy is showing lol :3) . Haha as much as we, the fans, were fangirling about their duet, I swear Onoyuu was over the moon for being able to duet with his idol kishow XD. Also, mid way through the song, they fist bump and O M G onoyuu was so so happy. Bless that precious fanboy :3 <3

They also covered a lot of songs from the Seirin mini album. Hosoyan and Kojima sang Challenger’s spirit. Eguchi and Gou again sang ‘エンノシタ レギュラー’ (unsung regulars). Inoue gou later commented that he was happy that he finally have a song (aww).

Another highlight is when the cast (minus the kamiya and a few others) came on stage and say a few lines, and kensho (precious kensho) shared with us that during backstage, hosoyan came up to him and said ‘Kensho, it’s bad, it’s bad, I’m sweating like crazy’ lol (and kensho did that in hosoyan’s voice too XD). Then hosoyan followed up and said he was sweating so much that he wondered if it’s raining on stage XD (bless that man child and his tendency to sweat on stage, i’m remembering the free! event haha)

All 4 rakuzan casts has a mini skit. The time line is where everyone (except rakuzan cos they were at kyoto) finished painting the wall in tokyo, then a couple months later rakuzan came to the wall to draw their own graffiti as seen in the ending animation. I think akashi kinda tricked mayuzumi to come along and they made him draw something next to the pineapple (drawn by miyaji lol). They were like ‘why is there a pineapple on a basketball wall’ and I think it was hayama who said ‘probably cos someone was hungry’ lol.

There was also a mini skit between akashi and mayuzumi, and one thing I remember is mayuzumi being tsundere and saying first-years should be kept as far away as possible. Then hayama and reo asked for a photo, and mayuzumi was like ‘ok fine, just one photo’.

At some point, the four uncrowned kings (no nebuya at this event) did a mini skit. The start was so funny. It was just hosoyan and hamada. Hamada (kiyoshi) was saying how amazing the event was and how many fans were there, and then the precious hosoyan messed up his lines XD (i went aww and lol) and everyone was quick to reassure him. They were saying how amazing this event was then suddenly Reo’s voice came on saying ‘Junpei-chan, where are you?’. This obviously scared junpei (and hosoyan) away and he went off the stage XD lol.

Then the 2 uncrowned kings from rakuzan, reo and hayama, came on stage. Turns out Reo was looking for Junpei-chan to  take a photo with him :3. But kiyoshi was like hyuuga left maybe because he is shy haha. Then reo replied that there’s no reason to be shy in a very coy voice lol XD.  Reo asked kiyoshi to find hyuuga for him and kiyoshi agreed :3 Reo then asked kiyoshi to take a photo with him, and hayama was like ‘sure I can take it for you’. Then they realised that it was rare for the uncrowned kings to be on the same stage, and they were saying how glad they were that hanamiya wasn’t with them cos he’s quite a difficult guy to deal with. Suddenly, junjun’s voice came on and he was ‘what are you guys talking about’ and we all thought it was a pre-recording. But holy shit no…it was him, jun jun in flesh and all his snarky glory. We all went CRAZY!!! Then he take part in the skit and say along the lines of how can this be complete without him and everyone commented that he would be hard to miss since he tends to leave a (bad) impression lol. The highlight is when reo called him ‘Mako-chan’ hahaha and asked him to take a picture with him. Reo basically keeps calling him mako-chan despite junjun’s protest and he ended the skit by saying ‘why the hell nobody listens to me’ lol XD <3

Oh kensho reminds us to keep junjun’s surprise appearance as a secret. He said please don’t tweet or post anything on social media until after the evening event. He also asked us not to speak about it on the train since you don’t know who will be listening haha :3.

At one point, all 6 kiseki came on stage and did the Regal generation!!! It was beyond words, especially for all of them to be on stage at the same time and sing a song. Pretty amazing i must say. also I was fascinated by the pen lights during this song tbh, it was basically a sea of rainbow colours across the hall, just so pretty.

The best part for me is when they showed the preview for the OVA (episode 75.5) ‘The best present’. It’s basically about how kiseki gets together to play street basketball and later celebrate kuroko’s birthday. IT WAS AMAZING!!!!! In the trailer, we saw midorin passed to kise, mukkun blocking aomine, akashi going against kise, and finally AOKURO’S FIST BUMP!! akdlajfdkla I lost it at this point. Then they also showed himuro cooking, furi being scared shitless when he opened the door and it was the majesty akashi-sama hahaha. Basically it was too precious and I cannot describe how much I’m looking forward to it.

Then Granrodeo closed the event. They first did the full length of ‘Memories’. Kishow then says thank you for all our support. E-zuka also said a few lines. After that, they were like we has a great time with KnB and we cannot thank enough. Since they did 6 songs over 3 seasons, they said they will sang all. They did but only the shorter versions (except Memories).

After that, all the cast came on stage to say thank you and good bye. They were wearing their respective colour-coded Kurobas cup 2015 t shirts (which I’m lucky enough to get in Seirin’s white colour). A few highlights I remember is where they were commenting on Hatano (Reo) wearing make up. They said his lips are pink and Hatano commented that he borrowed his older sister’s eye liner? (ok this is where I lament my less than perfect japanese for not being able to understand normal japanese speech 100%). They also asked the fans to put their hands up if they noticed him wearing makeup, to which only a few hands went up lol. Tbh I didn’t notice it haha X3 Also when it comes onoyuu’s turn, he went and say the usual thank you. Then he was like I was do a celebratory jump as a thank you. It was a good jump haha. OMG must not forget to mention that

As an encore, they did the amazing seishun tip off!! kurobas cup 2015 version. During the song, all 4 rakuzan casts, ryohei, hoshi, hosoyan and nojima went on mini stage that staff pushed around along the aisles. I had my attention fixed on kamiyan, masuda and ryohei that I didn’t notice tatsun and onoD on the rear car being pushed around by the staff on the upper floor until they’re half way through lol. One thing for sure, Kamiyan is tiny (like akashi :3)

Then sadly, it was the end of the event. It felt too short for me since I was having so much fun and screaming my throat off. However, now I’m recounting the whole thing and yup it was a solid 2 hour event. This is technically my first ever anime related event and it will definitely stay with me forever. The atmosphere inside is electric and it consumes you. Despite the not so good seat and not being able to see much since the lady in front of me is quite tall, I’m so glad that I was able to experience this first hand. I’m still high on adrenaline but I’m also very tired lol.

By the way, evening event news: KNB MOVIE IS HAPPENING!!!! holy deities aldjfajlkdfjal;jfd I think it will be based on extra game but O…. M……G. Tbh during the noon event, they kept saying that this won’t be the end of knb and please keep supporting us and we hope to see you soon. So I was thinking they’re either gonna do ova or a short anime based on extra game. Then they dropped this movie bombshell…geez bloody hell >,< 

Also, in the evening show, Onoken cried??!!! Aww someone give him a hug. He’s so precious. I wished I was there to see and share a few tears with him >,<

P.S: I was sad that Kamiyan didn’t have time to sing ‘Final Emperor’, that was my fav song. Also murahimu didn’t do the ‘Zero Game’ duet, which I was desperately hoping for >,< but they did the best with how little time they have. 

Bonus: so I bought this event pamphlet and it contains casts’ Q&A. One question is what would be your dream team? My fav answer has to be ryohei’s. That cheeky man answered that his dream team would be just 5 kise’s lollll, and that all the kise’s would just perfect copy haha. Well he does have a point XD…..

Youngjae Imagine - Close Connections

A/N - I really enjoyed doing this one so I hope you guys liked it and thanks to the anon who requested!

“Can I sit there please?” A voice called, making you look up from your laptop screen. Before you stood a guy about your age holding a cup of coffee. “There aren’t any seats anywhere else,” he added, giving you a warm smile.

“Sure, go ahead,” you replied, returning the smile. ‘Damn he’s cute’ you thought to yourself.
“Haha, why thank you.” Crap. He heard. “For the record, I think you’re pretty cute too.”
You blushed at his comment as you carried on typing on your laptop, taking small sips of your coffee. Every now and then you’d look up to see him looking at you and when he realised you had noticed him, he would blush and look away.

After about half an hour, you stood up and got ready to leave, needing to head back into work. As you pulled on your jacket, you turned to the guy still sitting at the table and said, “hey, I have to get back to work now but it was nice meeting you.”
“You to. I’m Youngjae by the way.”
“(Y/N). Bye, Youngjae,” you smiled at him and left the cafe, glancing behind you to look at the boy once more. His gaze met yours and he smiled again, leaving you a little bit flustered. How did he have such a gorgeous smile?! Luckily, the walk to work was only 10 minutes so you didn’t have to worry about being late. Your job was to be a songwriter and work with many artists, helping them to create their music. You absolutely loved the job and felt so fortunate to work with so many great people. As you walked into the studio, you were met with a very professional looking man. 
“Afternoon Miss, I’m a representative for JYP Entertainment. We’ve been looking around for songwriters to work with our group Got7 and were hoping you’d be interested. You have a very notable repertoire.”
“Thank you, I’d love to work with them. I’m available next week, if that fits their schedule.”
“Perfect, they’ll arrive here on Monday morning for the first writing session. They’ll be with their manager as well,” he said as he prepared to leave the studio.
“Great, I look forward to working with them,” you answered, trying to conceal your excitement.

You had heard of Got7 and knew some of their songs but had no clue what any of them looked like. All you knew was that they had achieved so much success worldwide and would be amazing people to work with. Wanting to know more about them and their style, you opened up youtube on your computer and began to listen to their stuff. As you watched the videos, you noticed one of the members looked really familiar. 
“Oh my god,” you murmured to yourself, putting your hand over your mouth. The guy you had been sat with, Youngjae, was a member of Got7. World famous kpop group. Your stomach felt like it was filled with butterflies at the thought of writing songs with him on Monday. Shaking your head, you tried to stop freaking out and started thinking of some ideas for songs.


Monday was here and you had been in the studio for an hour, finalising some details and making sure all the lyrics you had written were up to standard. You had also been composing a demo that you were considering playing to Got7. All you needed were some vocals which you could easily record before they arrived. As you stood in the recording booth and sang the demo, the 7 boys walked in with their manager. Glancing up, you noticed them and motioned that you’d be out in a minute. Once the final chords of the song played, you removed your headphones and walked to greet them all.
“Hi guys, I’m (Y/N). Nice to meet you all!” They all responded as enthusiastically as you and the leader, whose name you had learnt to be JB, spoke first. “Shall we get writing then?” He asked, pulling out a notebook.
“Of course!”

After a few hours had passed and so you decided to call for a lunch break. Five of the members all left to go grab some food, leaving you, JB and Youngjae behind; the three of you were determined to finish the last few bars of the song. Once you were done and happy with the result, you asked Youngjae to get some coffee with you at the cafe you had first met. Walking there, a comfortable silence hung over you both as you strolled along the pavement.
“So, you never told me you were a singer,” you said, breaking the ice.
“And you never said you wrote music,” he challenged, giving you a side glance.

When you both arrived at the cafe, you each ordered your drinks and some food before sitting down at the same table you had sat at before. Conversation flowed so easily between the two of you and the time passed by so quickly. Before you knew it, Youngjae received an angry text from JB saying you were late and asking where the hell you were. Sprinting back to the studio, your faces were tinted pink in embarrassment for being late.
“So, what were you two up to?” Jackson asked, wiggling his eyebrows.
“We were just getting coffee, Jackson, nothing else,” you retorted, rolling your eyes teasingly at him. “Anyway, shall we record some vocals for this song?”

Evening hit and you and the boys finished the last little bits in the studio before going home. The writing session had gone well and the vocals were sounding good which you were ecstatic about. Usually it took you at least 3 sessions to get a song written exactly the way you wanted so you were impressed with how well you worked on it.
“Shall we call it a day here?” You asked the now tired members who nodded in agreement, clearly wanting to go home and sleep.
“That was a good writing session, mind if we come again tomorrow?” JB asked as he helped you collect all of the music sheets together. “Also, if you go on another lunch date with Youngjae tomorrow, try not to be late,” he added, whispering so the others didn’t overhear.
“It wasn’t a date!” You whisper-shouted as you glanced towards Youngjae, making sure he hadn’t heard.
“Sure, I believe that as much as I believe that Bambam can sing.”
“Then Bambam must have a very good voice,” you responded, sticking your tongue out at him. You walked over to Youngjae to say goodbye to him when all of a sudden you felt your nerves come over you. Trying to ignore the fluttery feeling in your stomach, you went up to him.
“Hey Youngjae, thanks for coming with me to grab coffee earlier. Sorry I made you late too.”
“It’s okay, we both got a little carried away,” he said, laughing.
“Yeah, I had fun though.”
“Maybe we should meet up again?” He asked you, looking almost as nervous as you felt.
“I’d love to,” you said, smiling shyly at him before exchanging phone numbers.

What inspired Anya


pat plays something soft like flute/oboe/clarinet/basically any upper woodwind u want but then ACHILLES he’s like ALL ABOUT PERCUSSION and he is unashamed that he is extremely loud (like SO FUCKING LOUD PAT CAN BARELY STAND IT) and their marching band/football team is the Greeks (rivals w/ the lame Trojans from the other side of town boo Trojans) and although Pat thinks it’s really annoying when Achilles is really very loud but doesn’t say anything bc he also thinks that Achilles is super cute :) and his bff briseis is the only one who knows ;) and one day the entire band goes to like some concert as a field trip but pat and achilles are the only ones who can’t go (pat didn’t have a guardian to sign his permission slip and achilles’s mom doesn’t like him going on school trips because of an accident that definitely didn’t involve a school bus getting lit on fire pfft no what) so they have to stay at school and the sub for band doesn’t really give a shit what they do and just sits in the band director’s office and so when pat and achilles would normally have band it’s JUST theM and pat tries to take the time to practice for an audition for a symphony and expects achilles to be annoying af but achilles isn’t and actually sits off to the side and intently listens and even offers after pat is done to accompany him and pats like ???? Accompany???? This is a classical piece there’s no percussion ???? And then achilles is like “no no no” and rushes over to the piano on the other side of the room and begins to play and it’s REALLY PRETTY and pat wants to tell him that but he’s so mesmerized with looking at achilles that he says “you’re really pretty” instead (!!!!!) and begins to awkwardly fumble over his words and apologize and cover it up but achilles is totally a-CHILL-es about it (haha see what I did there?) and says he doesn’t mind !!! And that he thinks you’re pretty…pretty too, pat !!!!! And would you like to go out sometime, pat !?!?!?!?!
And one day, after they practiced for like HOURS pat is complaining that his lips hurt from playing so much and achilles is like “I can help u with that wink wink” and they just make out on the piano bench
And from then on pat and achilles make any excuse to talk to each other during band like “oh sorry I’m climbing over the entire section he stole my pencil from my band binder earlier and I definitely don’t have 7 other one in my backpack no I need that one the one that he stole” or “oops we mixed up our sheet music when it dropped on the floor because we were…wrestling. Last night. Just a little rough housing psh nothing’s going on between us why do you ask”
But EVERYONE knows that there’s something going on because they literally stare at each other the entire time like who gives a shit about playing the music ? When u can stare at ur bf the entire time ? Like pat will make sure to get a seat on the end cuz the rows are arranged in a curve formation and he’s able to look back and see achilles play (and it’s more bearable now bc achilles doesn’t need to hit the drums quite so loudly in order to get pat’s attention :’) )
And briseis has to nudge pat every time he’s off beat because he’s staring and he’ll go back to playing for a minute but his eyes will wander again
then one day pat and achilles decide they’re ok with telling people they’re dating and pat’s okay just talking about it when it comes up in conversation (i.e. “Who do u have a crush on?” “My boyfriend”) but achilles wants to brag to EVERYONE about his AMAZING and EXTREMELY TALENTED BOYFRIEND! So he writes a song and asks the bad director @ the beginning of class if he can play his “original composition” and the director’s like “sure why not” and so achilles and like HALF THE BAND begin to play and achilles is crooning a poorly rhymed love song to achilles and everyone’s like “u hella gay 4 each other” and achilles is like “HELL YEAH THATS MY BOYFRIEND U SEE HIM ITS PATROCLUS MY PERfect OTHE RHALF” and pat is super embarrassed but also like “wow hun u should stick to playing other peoples pieces that was absolutely dreadful” and they kiss real sweet n cute and everyone’s like awwww
And LATER IN THE YEAR PAT DOES THE SAME THING BUT TO PROMPOSE TO ACHILLES AND ACHILLES DAMN NEAR STARTS BAWLING LIKE HIS FIRST CHILD WAS JUST BORN AND SAYS YES YES YES OF COURSE DARLING ILL GO TO PROM WITH U and pats just like “u okay hon I just asked u to go to prom with me it’s not like u thought I was gonna ask someone else Jfc we’ve been dating for 6 months” but still hugs/kisses him back

meeting Matt Mercer & Marisha Ray

So as a lot of you know, I met Matt Mercer and Marisha Ray at Tekko today! It was a super last-minute thing, including the fastest I’ve ever put together a cosplay.

I met them both at their dual autographs and they were just the loveliest, kindest people you could imagine. Matt’s face lit up as soon as he saw me, and he immediately stood to hug me, which just overwhelmed me so much I was doing my best to to keep my damn head. ;__; (I try not to be “starstruck” but I do get nervous p easily so haha I did my best!)

Anyhow they were lovely and they signed my Sanctuary monk D&D card and I gave them my art and we chatted briefly and of course took pictures, which Matt asked me to post in Twitter (ofc I did so afterward). After their signing was over I noticed Matt had followed me on Twitter which I was like “aw cool!,” and figured that was it.

That was not it.

My friend and I were in the gaming hall playing some games, and eventually played some Dance Evolution, which is a rather ridiculously difficult dance game that both of us happen to love and, thus, completely rock at. I’m still wearing my Allura cosplay (skirts hitched up a bit) at this point. We play a song we both know really well first and ace it, and I look right–

–and standing there, watching me and grinning, are Matt and Marisha.

ho. ly. crap.

We talked quickly and Matt had actually taken some video of me! I told him to put it on Twitter. I then proceeded to tweet about seeing them–and Matt replied with the video.

It’s amazing. The total double-take from shock is real. (Marisha also tweeted a picture and my notifications kind of exploded, haha!)

So yeah. I figured you guys might wanna know how my day went! 

well… it was incredible. I’ve really no words. Matt and Marisha are lovely and it was a dream come true to meet them. <3 I hope I get the chance to see them again someday!

AIW - Tampa, Florida


I decided to write up a short long text post about the Tampa Mars meet and greet. I tried to remember as much as I could! We had to get to the venue at 2:45pm and all I could think about was how much of a sweaty mess we were all gonna be by the time we got to Mars. However, Reni and her team were right on time and check in was so smooth. There was a lot of us so it took some time, but eventually we all got brought into this suite for the Yankees. My friends and I sat on the floor right in front of where Jared would later sit. So glad we sat there to because we got to talk to the boys a lot. shannoncrazyleto and I unfortunately didn’t get to meet, but we were in the same room! lol next time girl!

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Cliff’s Edge p3

I’ve got time off for the first time in a full week and i’m damn well gonna use it.

patater escort au, part 3

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They stay almost exclusively on the dance floor ‘til the end of the party. The last song to play is American Boy. Alexei keeps his hands on Kent’s hips for the length of it, with Kent’s arms draped over Alexei’s shoulders. Alexei’s face hurts from grinning and laughing as Kent belts out the entire song–and rap interludes–perfectly on-tempo but horribly off-key.

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Back of the Bar - Michael Clifford One Shot

Request: Can u do like a one shot were badboy Mikey or Ash who is Y/N boyfriend gets protective when a guy hits on her? I would love that haha so cliché….xD

This was super fun to write! I know it’s not ~exactly~ what you asked for but it’s the best I could do! I hope that’s okay :). Hope it’s not too long and that you guys enjoy it! Requests are open guys, send me anything you want to see!

It was just another Friday night at the local bar. My boyfriend’s band had a regular spot playing here on Friday and Saturday nights, it wasn’t much but they were hoping and praying that one day, some record label exec would somehow stumble across this place, see them playing and sign them. It was a long shot in this small town, and somewhat wishful thinking on their part but I supported them 100%. After all, there’s nothing quite like someone you care about and trust crushing your hopes and dreams. And honestly, they were good enough to be signed, they were great. It was just that not many people got out of this god forsaken sleepy town, even if they were talented.

Michael and his friends were known as the town bad boys. Smoking weed, drinking, sex and music were what these boys were all about and I had to say, it turned me on. Luke, Calum and Ashton were all insanely hot in their own ways but there was something about Michael that drew me to him the instant we met. I had always had a crush on him, even growing up, but it only grew by the time we got to high school. We only started talking at the first high school party I ever attended and the rest is history. Behind the bad boy exterior he really was the most amazing guy I’d ever met, he made me feel loved and appreciated. Not that he would admit that to his friends, he needed to keep up his image and surprisingly, I was okay with it. In fact, it turned me on even more.

The dull, gag worthy smell of whiskey and cigarette smoke filled my nose as the lights dimmed and the bigger crowd than usual started to clap and cheer. This was exactly where Michael should be, up on stage, showing off his talented fingers as he played guitar like it was the last thing he was made to touch, other than my body of course. And god damn, did he know how to use those fingers on my body. Just the thought alone sent a wave of pleasure straight to my core and I bit my lip to supress a moan as him and his bandmates walked onto the stage, Michael sending me a wink in the process. Which of course made it harder to think straight. I was going to ruin him after the show.

It was now towards the end of their set and I couldn’t take my eyes off my gorgeous boyfriend. The way his muscles flexed with every strum of the guitar strings, making his tattoos take a different form to the usual way they lay on his skin looked amazing and the way he held his mouth open in concentration made me weak at the knees. I thought the latter was a figure of my imagination until I felt my knees, literally, give way beneath me. But before I could hit the ground, I felt a pair of strong arms grab me by my elbows and bring me back to my feet. The arms were totally foreign to me and it wasn’t long before I realised that the owner of them wasn’t as nice as I hoped they would be.

“Hey baby, looks like you’ve fallen for me already” he said as I physically cringed at the comment.

“Uhh, thanks for helping me up” I said, deciding to thank him as I wasn’t a rude enough person not to.

“Why don’t I buy you a drink? You look thirsty after that near fall” the guy laughed, and I noticed that he was in no way sober, making me wonder how he managed to catch me in the first place. “I’ve been watching you all night you know, dancing your little ass off. And I’ve gotta say, I really enjoyed the view” he whispered in my ear as I tried to distance myself from him.

He smelt foul to say the least. The smell of cheap beer on his breath was nowhere near enough to mask the worse smell of his even cheaper smelling cologne, something he was wearing far too much of. It made me want to gag.

“I’m actually here with my boyfriend. So thank you but I’m going to have to pass on that drink” I politely declined his offer.

“What boyfriend? I haven’t seen him all night. You’ve been here alone” he pressed

“That one up there” I pointed to Michael and smiled in his direction, but he had noticed me talking to this guy and didn’t look impressed to say the least but continued playing the chords to what I noticed was the last song in their set.

“Huh, yeah right. You wish you were with one of those guys, you’re in no way hot enough to be a band slut” he scoffed, slurring his words while grabbing me by the waist with force and pulled me into him. I immediately tried to push him off me but he used all of his body weight to slump onto me in his drunken state

“Get the fuck off me!” I screamed, but this didn’t deter him as he grabbed my ass and tried to dance with me. With one final push I finally managed to get this creep off me and quickly made my way toward the backstage area, not looking back. The band had now finished their set and I wanted to find Michael as quickly as possible.

I pushed past all the girls that had somehow made their way into the area, girls that were hoping to score with one of the other three guys, who would only be too happy to oblige, and searching the area for Michael. It wasn’t long before I saw Calum, taking a shot of vodka before throwing his arm around my shoulders as I reached him. “Y/N! Hey! Did you like the show? Man, that was a good one!” he laughed, already slightly tipsy.

“Yeah, Cal it was great. You guys were amazing” I replied, honestly. “Have you seen Mikey?”

“Oh yeah, uh I think he’s in the back room. I don’t think he’s very happy. Something about you dancing with another guy?” he replied with wide eyes

“Shit” I hissed “Okay, thanks Cal” I continued before walking to the door and opening it, only to find my boyfriend on the couch chugging back a beer. “Hey babe, great show” I said as I walked over to sit next to him on the couch. When he didn’t reply, I looked over to him and noticed that he wasn’t making eye contact with me. He downed the rest of his beer and got up to the mini fridge to get another.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” I asked, knowing the answer to my own question but wanting to hear it from him

“Jeez I don’t know, Y/N. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that you were dancing with another guy at my fucking show!” he spat back, throwing his arms up, making the liquid in his newly opened bottle fly out onto the carpet.

“Uhh Ash, I think we should go” Luke said awkwardly from the other side of the room. To be honest I hadn’t even noticed they were there, I was too busy trying to talk to my already intoxicated boyfriend, who had clearly not understood what was really going on.

“Mikey, it wasn’t like that” I told him honestly after Luke and Ashton had left the room.

“Save it, Y/N. I saw what was going on” he spat back. I was getting angry now.

“No you fucking didn’t, Michael” I yelled, getting up from the couch “It wasn’t anything like how you think it was!” Michael was clearly taken aback by my tone and looked at me wide eyed, his mouth agape. “Long story short, I was thinking about you and what I wanted you to do to me after the show. It was so bad that I got weak in the knees and nearly fell” I said as I took a step closer to him.

“That creep took it as an opportunity to hit on me and I told him to fuck off” I continued, getting closer to him. Before I knew it, the beer bottle was on the floor and Michael had me pushed up against the door, grinding his hips into mine and his face inches away from my own. I whimpered softly as Michael smirked, his breath fanning over my face.

“And what was it that you wanted me to do to you, baby girl?” he breathed seductively, and I knew I was in for some fun. I loved jealous Mikey. I reached up to kiss him but he stopped me. “Uh uh, use your words baby” he smirked again

“I kinda want my bad boy boyfriend to fuck me. Right here, right now” I breathed

“Well, whatever my baby wants, my baby gets” he answered before crashing his lips against mine and lifting me up so my legs were wrapped around his waist. His tongue swiped across my bottom lip and I opened my mouth willingly, happily greeting his tongue with mine. It wasn’t long before I craved friction and I ground my crotch down onto his, making him let out a throaty moan. He put me down and moved his hands to my shirt, quickly pulling it off, revealing the black lace bra that covered my full breasts. He groaned at the sight of me and wasted no time in tearing off his own shirt, before reaching for the button and zipper on his ripped black skinny jeans, pulling them down his legs.

“Get on your knees for me, baby girl” he ordered and I happily obliged, noticing how much of a tent he was sporting in his now fully stretched boxers. I decided that a little teasing wouldn’t hurt and I kissed slowly along the waistline of his underwear, making him growl out. “No fucking teasing tonight, Y/N. I mean it”. I giggled at his response and decided to grant him what he so desperately wanted.

I pulled down his underwear, revealing his now red, throbbing cock, just waiting for my mouth to be around it. He stepped out of his underwear and I started to kitten lick his slit. Michael bucked his hips at the contact and I slowly put the head in my mouth and sucked. “Fuck yeah, baby. You look so pretty with your lips around my cock” he moaned and grabbed my hair into a makeshift ponytail. He slowly moved my head down, moaning loudly as I started to bob my head up and down his long, hard length. Michael threw his head back in pleasure as I started to swirl my tongue in circles around his dick before pulling me off him completely “You are so fucking good at that, but I don’t wanna come just yet” he said and pulled me up by my forearms.

“I’m gonna wreck you, princess” he whispered and moved us to the couch. Before I could sit down, he made quick work of ridding me of my jeans and underwear, leaving me completely bare before him. “Lay down, baby” he muttered and I did as I was told. He settled himself in between my legs as he ran his hard and calloused hands up and down them.

“You are one sexy fucking girl, Y/N. And you’re all mine” he growled as he placed hungry kisses to the insides of my thighs, making me moan in response.  “No one else’s, just mine” he continued as he started sucking “No one will ever make you feel as good as I do, don’t forget that”

“I won’t, baby. Oh god, I won’t” I moaned as he finally put his fingers between my folds, spreading my wetness.

“So god damn wet, Y/N. Is this for me? Or that fucker who put his hands on you?” Michael growled once more.

“All for you, Mikey. I swear” I managed to breath out as his thumb placed pressure on my clit. He removed his fingers before I could even enjoy it and started slowly sucking on them “You taste so sweet, baby girl” he said and lowered his head, licking a bold strip up my folds. He wiggled his tongue all the way in before swirling it up and down, making sure to work my clit the best way he knew how. He was so fucking amazing at this and I could never get enough.

“God, Mikey, you are so fucking good to me” I moaned loudly, savouring the pleasure he was giving me “Don’t stop” I continued as he started to move his tongue against my clit faster. It wasn’t long before he brought me to my orgasm and I clenched my thighs around his head as he continued working his magic, all the way till the end. As I was coming down from what I thought was the most intense orgasm of my life, Michael finally lifted his head and spoke.

“I’m not lying when I say you taste amazing, baby. You’re my favourite flavour, I could eat you all day” he grinned, my juices covering his face. The sight of him was enough to make me come again and I pulled him down to my lips before reaching down between us and gripped his still hard as a rock, throbbing cock. I pumped him up and down at a medium pace as he buried his head in my neck, leaving a hickey there.

“Turn around, baby girl. I want to see that perfect ass of yours” he whispered in my ear before I got on all fours. I felt Michael shift behind me and place a kiss on left cheek and giggled. “You’ve got me so whipped, Y/N that I will literally kiss your ass” he laughed and placed another kiss on my other cheek.

“And here I was thinking you were a bad boy” I joked back, loving how different he was with me

“Oh I’ll always be a bad boy, princess. And I’ll prove it to you right now” he said and I just knew he was smirking. I rolled my eyes until I felt him suddenly push into me and I was right back to being a mess under his touch.

Michael kept a steady pace, thrusting in and out of me so deeply that I swore I could feel him the bottom of my stomach. He made me feel good, and he knew it, but the pace wasn’t quite enough for me in the state I was in. I pushed back on him to try and make him speed up, but this wasn’t good enough for him. “What do you want, princess? Use your words remember” he breathed

“Fuck me faster, baby. I want you to fuck me faster” I moaned back and he did as I asked.

“Better, baby girl?” he grunted.

“Fuck, Mikey. God, yes!” I practically screamed, completely forgetting where we were. I could feel the pressure starting to build in my stomach again and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. My walls clenched around Michael and he moaned loudly. “I’m gonna come baby” I groaned and it only took one last thrust to get me there, moaning louder than I ever knew I was capable of. Michael came about two seconds after I did, profanities and my name tumbling out of his mouth in a rush of passion. He lightly thrusted a couple more times before stilling in me and collapsing onto my back.

Before long, he pulled out of me and lay down on the couch before bringing me down as well and snuggling into my side. “Fuck, I could be wrong, but I think that was the best sex we’ve ever had. And we’ve had a lot of sex” Michael laughed

“You’re definitely not wrong. That was amazing” I answered truthfully “Maybe I should make you jealous more often” I joked.

“Don’t you dare, Y/N” he laughed before suddenly becoming a little more serious “Well, I think we should probably get dressed and leave. I don’t think Dave would be too happy that we just fucked in his back room, I mean the whole bar probably heard us”.

“To be honest, it was probably good for business. I mean, his crowd had some amazing music played to them and then got to hear some amazing sex” I laughed as I finished putting on my clothes.

“That’s very true” Michael laughed as he put his arm around my shoulder, pulling me close and kissing my temple. We opened the door to find Calum slumped against it, passed out drunk it looked like and Luke and Ashton both with their tongues down some girl’s throats, they looked equally as drunk.

“I swear we weren’t that long” I laughed, shocked at how drunk they had gotten in such a short amount of time.

“You know them, baby. They skull back drinks and shots like there’s no tomorrow. Not to mention all the joints I’m guessing they’ve smoked” Michael laughed as Luke pulled away from his girl to give us a nod and a wink and moving to take our place in the room.

“Let’s go home baby. I bet you’re tired now” Mike said as we made our way to my car.

“Hmm no, not really. You know” I whispered in his ear before continuing “I could really go for a round two. If you’re up for it” I pulled away and winked as I got into the driver’s seat. Michael grinned from ear to ear and I knew the night was far from over.

Anna's Awkward Attempts At Flirting While Texting

It’s not much, but I saw this, and its tags, and then I couldn’t stop myself. It’s Elsanna fluff (Modern AU-no incest), and since it can make a few people feel queasy, Imma put it under a READ MORE thingy. Stay calm. Love you.

Short drabble of Anna trying to hit on Elsa via text messages, and failing. Repeatedly.

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i thought about making a post about the Convention too but i think the concert is much more interesting and it was so hyped so im just gonna try to list everything that i remember!! (i’ll try to list things in order but im sorry if i mess some things up… im still a mess myself tbh)

Ok so, first of all- the weather wasnt on our side. It rained really hard and got pretty cold and windy, so..yeah. But the doors opened at 6PM for everyone, and depending on your ticket (seated or standing, i was in the pit standing) you had to stand at different lines/doors. It went pretty smoothly tbh like there was no extrem harsh pushing etc + the guys working there made sure that everyone was standing fairly at their right place (cuz apparently some people tried to sneak to the front ;;). once you got in after getting checked you had the chance to go get some food or some goodies like the Kcon lightstick etc. since you still had to wait 2 hours for the actual concert to start and get everyone inside.

We went inside the hall pretty quickly since we wanted to stand as close to the stage as possible before we would get squished. as we were waiting for everyone else they started playing the MV to fire first and the few (a lot of) people that were waiting inside the hall went CRAZY ALREADY LIKE !!!! and then there were some short CF’s of korean food with HaHa and kwangsoo on the monitor thingy etc, then they started playing Block B’s MV to Toy, Shinee’s View mv etc! After a while the people seated to the left of the stage suddenly started screaming– apparently some members (idk from which groups) were teasing them by coming out and going back inside again! ;;;

Once the actual concert started Leeteuk came out looking all fancy and glorious in his suit and greeted us so happily omg (he also spoke french but i have no idea what he said tbh, i cant speak french asdfgh. but it was still very cute!!) ;;; anyway then of course all the groups sang Arirang and BTS came out first with their white suits !!! and then the other groups slowly joined and sang the song together. Once they were all on the stage, Leeteuk told us that the South korean president is also there and watching! It was an honor being in her presence btw, i didnt expect that at all!

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Ironman Lake Placid 2016 Race Recap - Part 1

Those who’ve followed me for more than a year know how big of a deal this race was to me. Even those who came aboard in between could probably sense it.  It was huge. IMLP 2015 was, and still is, my only DNF. IMLP 2016 was the comeback story. And, god damn, was it a good one.

This will be broken down into a few parts, since I am incredibly long winded and also, I do what I want.


I was up at 3AM to eat my pb&j sandwich and started the hydration process for the race. Lots and lots of fluids. Made some final adjustments to my special needs bags (I swear it was the theme of the weekend, bags and bags and bags), stuffed my wetsuit into my backpack, triple checked my list of necessities and I was on my way to the Olympic oval. I started out of the hotel, hit play on my race day playlist, and the opening line in the first song hit me like a ton of bricks.

“Are we ticking on borrowed time?”

Untold backstory: My uncle was one of my biggest fans, with him insisting that I “get paid for doing this shit,” and often inviting me up to ride the mountains where he lived so I could prep for IMLP. He admired what I did. Unfortunately, he passed away suddenly last November. It hit me hard. In his passing, though, I realized that I still have an able body and a beating heart. It’s what led me to signing up for, and eventually getting my ass handed to me at, the Quassy Revolution weekend in June. It hurt like hell, but it was a great hurt. I’m still almost positive it down poured during the whole 70.3 half-marathon because of him, just so he could laugh at how incredibly hard-headed I was… Anyway, back to the recap.

I started making my way down Main Street with a bunch of other athletes, until a woman ran across my path, stopped, and overlooked the lake. First thought, “Who the hell is training right now?” Then I realized it was the woman who would be wearing the #1 race bib in a couple hours, Heather Jackson!! I wanted to ask her for a picture soooo bad, since she’s one of my favorite triathletes, but decided against it because it’s obviously race day and she probably getting in the zone (She won the race and shattered the women’s course record, btw). So, that was pretty awesome.

I finally got to the body marking area and quickly found my friend Tom, who was volunteering. I intentionally didn’t mark my age on my calf, I had Tritats for the race (They make you look like a pro, haha. Fake it til you make it!), just so he could mark me and chat a bit before I went on my way. He wished me luck and I headed for my bike. As I got into transition, I saw Emily (@emilydoesscience) by her bike and made my way over to her to wish her luck. She seemed like she was ready to kick ass (and she DID!). She noticed the writing on my forearm in permanent marker,  “8 Seconds,” but that needs no explanation. We wished each other luck and I went over and got a start on getting my bike ready. I found the frozen pedialyte that my official/unofficial Ironman coach (@funnyrunner​) stashed for me, loaded up my bottles, stuck a few Clif bars in with my PB&J, and then found another familiar face in front of me! Apparently Greg (@trekrider83) was racked right behind me! He let me borrow his bike pump, we chatted a bit, wished each other luck, told Catalina that I would DEFINITELY be back this year, and I headed out of transition to drop off my Special Needs bags.

At this point, I was in my zone. T.I.’s “Go Get It” (another phrase written on my forearm) followed Eminem’s “‘Till I Collapse,” and it gave me chills as I was walking up Mirror Lake Drive. The fog on the lake was serene, the Ironman Swim Entrance and Exit were set up, with all of the buoys in line. Last year’s memories started to creep in, but I did my best to stay positive. I dropped my bags off, found my family, and with 40 minutes to the start of the race, I figured I’d try to use the bathroom. HA! The lines were so long; there would’ve been no way I’d make it before the start of the race, so I went back to my group. They asked how I got back so fast and were worried when I said I didn’t go. I let them know that there were two kinds of triathletes: those who pee in their wetsuits, and those who are LIARS. So I put my wetsuit on, let my group write on my arms for encouragement (I now have “Wild Baboons 4 Life!” sunburned into my forearm because of my sister) and headed for the swim start.

I barely had enough time to get a practice swim in, but I did float around for a few minutes to get the cold water into my wetsuit. That helped. The race started shortly thereafter and I patiently waited for everyone to funnel into the water. I seeded myself right behind the people at the front of the 1:45-2:00 pace group and felt the pressure weighing down on me like the weight of the world. The group started moving faster, and there was suddenly a single file of people in front of me. I high-fived the volunteers, getting a little choked up, looked down at the “8 Seconds” written on my forearm, and had only one thought on my mind.

“Go Get It.”