Taking Bilbo Baggins, a successful movie actor who is only just getting
used to the perks and intricacies of becoming A Face People Want To See,
and putting him together with Thorin Oakenshield, with his very
traditional (read: slightly backwards) ideas about what constitutes Real
Art and Real Talent, might very well be viewed as just some clothead’s
idea of a joke. But there are jokes, and then there are carefully
calculated risks the size of controversial reproductions of classic
Shakespearean plays - for Bilbo, it is the chance of a lifetime to prove
himself to all those who have ever deemed him too one-dimensional to
even attempt stage, while Thorin has the opportunity to get out of the
rut that’s been hindering his career for so long now, and shine in a
role worthy of his talent once again. That is if the two learn how to
share the same space for more than ten minutes without wanting to tear
each other’s hair out. The course of true love never did run smooth,
Defending My Girl- A Sammy Wilk Imagine (Requested)
I was beyond excited to be in Chicago for our next stop of the tour. We had been touring the U.S for the past month, stopping in the biggest cities and their biggest venues. Overall, Magcon was a great experience. I met so many amazing people only in the past month, like Jack and Jack, Sammy, Nash, Cameron, Matt, Aaron, Carter, Taylor and Mahogany.
It was definitely awkward being one of two girls around so many guys, but we all became one big family. I was added on to the tour last minute and wasn’t as well known as the others, so I always felt like I had something to prove.
I was currently waiting to get on stage and do my set. I had three song covers planned out, the same songs I had been doing each stop. I did my vocal warm ups backstage, as I waited for Nash and Cam to get off stage.
“You’re gonna be great Y/N, you always are.” Sammy whispered in my ear, surprising me.
“Jeez Sam, you scared me.” I said holding my chest.
“Sorry! I didn’t mean to, I just wanted to wish you luck even though you don’t need it.” Sammy said smiling down at me. If I had gotten close to anyone over the past month it was Sammy, he was beyond kind and we really connected. I hoped this would someday turn into something other than friendship.
“Thanks!” I replied as I brought him in for a hug.
The crowd and the vibe was great, Chicago was an amazing city. Finally, I was about to do my last cover, “Superbass” by Nicki Minaj, one of my favorites.
Not even halfway through the song, the crowd was so hype. Then suddenly, my earpiece turned off. I shrugged it off and continued like nothing happened, I couldn’t ruin this. I then noticed the crowd going wild and screaming, before I could turn I felt ice cold water cover my entire body. I was too stunned to even continue singing, I turned to see Jack and Jack holding an empty bucket, they were smiling…how could they smile this was beyond embarrassing for me.
I tried to put on a brave face and continue with the song as I was interrupted once more, by Matt squirting whipped cream all over me, where did he even come from? This was the final straw, how on earth could they do this.
I ran off stage, doing my best not to cry, locking myself in my dressing room. I sat on the floor against the door, the tears now flowing down my face. My body was soaking wet and sticky from the whipped cream, my outfit probably ruined. Not to mention hundreds of people just witnessed this and probably got videos of it to upload to YouTube.
As I was having a breakdown I heard muffled voices coming down the hall. I recognized the voices to be Aaron, Carter and Taylor.
“ Yo that was amazing, they got Y/N good!” I heard Carter say.
“I don’t know man, did you see her run off stage she looked pretty upset, but it was still funny as hell.” Aaron said as the other guys laughed.
I couldn’t believe they all decided to prank me in front of everyone. I knew the guys liked their pranks, but why did I have to be the guinea pig to be pranked in front of an entire audience. Why couldn’t they have done something off stage?
I glanced at the clock on the wall and knew the show had to be over by now. I had to confront everyone. I slowly stood up and left the room, still dripping and feeling sticky.
I walked down the quiet hall to the group lounge where we usually went after our shows. As I opened the door the guys and Mahogany turned at looked at me. They all laughed, except for Sammy who looked saddened. Their faces changed once they saw my expression, which was probably full of rage. I didn’t even care that I was soaking wet either.
“Why the fuck would you guys do that?” I screamed.
“Relax Y/N, it was a joke. You know we like pranks.” Gilinsky said.
“It was good too, you gotta admit.” Matt added.
“We got you so good, don’t even lie to yourself.” Johnson said.
Everyone else began laughing, I stood there with my arms crossed against my chest. How could they think this was funny. Suddenly, Sammy stood up.
“Yo guys chill, don’t you see how upset she is. You embarrassed her in front of all those people, I told you she wouldn’t take this how you thought. Why couldn’t you have done a smaller scale prank that wasn’t on stage?” Sammy said loudly, causing everyone to stop laughing.
I was so taken aback that Sammy would actually stick up for me and he wasn’t done yet.
“All you guys think of is yourselves, what if that happened to you? You’d feel as bad as Y/N does right now. Look at her, can’t you tell she’s been crying? How is this funny to you guys?” Sammy said, looking at me with sympathetic eyes.
“Wow Sam, I’ve know you since middle school and I’ve never seen you defend someone like this.” Gilinsky said, raising an eyebrow.
“Yeah seriously, you never stick up for anyone or anything.” Nash added as the boys nodded.
“Maybe because he understands how hurt I was because the rest of you were too blind to realize.” I said as I began to feel really uncomfortable and suddenly more sticky. I left the lounge without saying another word and headed to the shower backstage to finally clean up.
After staying in the shower for longer than I should have, I returned to my dressing room and got dressed. As I brushed my wet hair, I heard a soft knock on the door.
“Come in.” I said in the farthest thing from my cheery voice.
Sammy entered the room. “You okay?”
“I could be better.” I said not looking at him.
“Everyone was talking and said they’re sorry.” Sammy said as he rubbed my arm.
“Then why are you here and they aren’t?” I questioned.
“Isn’t it obvious, I like you Y/N. It hurt me to see you hurting, I had to make sure you were okay. The rest of them put two and two together when you were showering, they finally understood why I was so defensive.” Sammy said trailing off.
“Wait, what…. You like me?” I said almost laughing.
“I do, a lot actually. This past month we’ve gotten so close and you’re such an amazing person. I can’t be the only one feeling the way I do, please tell me you want to take this to the next level.” Sammy said gazing into my eyes.
I was honestly at a loss for words, so I nodded.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” Sammy whispered leaning down, kissing me softly.
The sudden sound of the door opening, broke us apart.
I looked to see all of the guys and Mahogany in my dressing room, each of them holding some sort of apology letter or gift.
“I’m gonna speak for all of us when I say we’re sorry Y/N. We just wanted to initiate you into all of this with a prank. We definitely took it to the next level and should’ve done something behind the scenes instead of in front of everyone. Sam was right, you’re lucky you have him looking out for you, he really cares for you. And we have every right to expect a retaliation prank.” Johnson said as everyone nodded.
“Thanks everyone I appreciate it. I’m so lucky to have all of you.” I said my eyes landing on Sammy as he squeezed my hand, the one I was the most thankful for.
“So are you guys like a thing now?” Mahogany asked smiling.
Sammy and I turned towards each other both of us smiling from ear to ear, nodding.
“Yeah, we are!” I said feeling like I was on cloud nine.
“Oh great, now Y/N’s gonna have Sammy involved in her revenge scheme.” Taylor chuckled.
“Totally, you know I gotta help my girl out.” Sammy said as my heart fluttered at the sound of him calling me his girl.
“You all better sleep with one eye open tonight and for the rest of tour.” I said as I began thinking of the best ways to get everyone back.
Bilbo Baggins, a successful movie actor who is only just getting used to the
perks and intricacies of becoming A Face People Want To See, and putting him
together with Thorin Oakenshield, with his very traditional (read: slightly
backwards) ideas about what constitutes Real Art and Real Talent, might very
well be viewed as just some clothead’s idea of a joke. But there are jokes, and
then there are carefully calculated risks the size of controversial
reproductions of classic Shakespearean plays - for Bilbo, it is the chance of a
lifetime to prove himself to all those who have ever deemed him too one-dimensional
to even attempt stage, while Thorin has the opportunity to get out of the rut
that’s been hindering his career for so long now, and shine in a role worthy of
his talent once again. That is if the two learn how to share the same space for
more than ten minutes without wanting to tear each other’s hair out. The course
of true love never did run smooth, after all…’
I love everything perkynurples writes if I’m honest and this is another
fabulous example of a modern AU. This is sullen, grumpy Thorin pushed so far
out of his sagging couch comfort zone and straight into the arms of the
bubbly and confident Bilbo; what can go wrong? Featuring a magnificent Dis
(when isn’t she TBH) and an adaptation of a Shakespearean classic that every
slash shipper ever should watch, this is another example of a must-read
Engineers are preparing to test the parachute system for NASA’s Orion spacecraft at the U.S. Army Yuma Proving Ground in Yuma, Arizona. During the test, planned for Wednesday, Aug. 26, a C-17 aircraft will carry a representative Orion capsule to 35,000 feet in altitude and then drop it from its cargo bay. Engineers will test a scenario in which one of Orion’s two drogue parachutes, used to stabilize it in the air, does not deploy, and one of its three main parachutes, used to slow the capsule during the final stage of descent, also does not deploy. The risky test will provide data engineers will use as they gear up to qualify Orion’s parachutes for missions with astronauts. On Aug. 24, a C-17 was loaded with the test version of Orion, which has a similar mass and interfaces with the parachutes as the Orion being developed for deep space missions but is shorter on top to fit inside the aircraft.
“why doesnt fall out boy tour with twenty øne piløts?”
-because they already have? they need to be different.
“no they havent?”
- uh ,, the save rock & roll tour, 2013.
“no they didnt? they were with panic!”
-YEAH AND TWENTY ØNE PILØTS
ok one,, i went. two,, heres a thing i stole off the stage when i went back the next day. three,, google the sr&r tour??? i mean??? dont be stUpid 😅☺️☺️☺️☺️☺️
We were second row, front and center at the B stage. During Fireproof, harrysfookinlouis held up the Harry sign and got a clear ONE thumbs up from H. A few moments later, I held my Louis sign up and Harry came back and gave us TWO thumbs up. Since he had already acknowledged his own sign with one thumbs up, the double thumbs up was clearly acknowledging the H/L signs together. Everyone around us, including the dude with the sweet beard that Liam talked to later in the show, agreed that this is what happened.
WANTED: FIREPROOF FOOTAGE TO PROVE THIS!!
(Also Louis pointed to my sign and smiled at me and I would love footage of this as well!)
3. Photos from (Oslo) demonstrating 3 dressing rooms clearly for Harry, Niall, Liam and general Wardrobe. Might suggest that Louis is the one who shares a room (with Harry as per the above).
However, 1DHQ has engaged in a pattern of hinting at delivering a huge Larry thing and then backing out (BBMAs, Lairport 2). So, if fans are getting too excited about onstage interaction they might be planning another bait and switch that’s aimed at the fans (they can release a photo of a door with Louis’ tattoos on it easily. That doesn’t it wasn’t pinned over Harry’s sign for a photo op).
This doesn’t mean that H and L don’t share a dressing room, it just means that the information released leaves huge opportunities for back peddling (after it’s been released to the general public for seeding purposes with no denials once anything else comes forward). They are very much treating the general public and fandom differently, so they’ve been purposing back tracking within the fandom to move general public seeding further along with disrupting the stats quo among fans too much.
I found myself wandering into the dark woods of the main Blacklist Facebook page and was confounded yet not surprised at the sheer number of people who still believe Red is Lizzie’s dad. After them voicing some “facts/clues” as to why, I had to deduce one by pointing out the following…
Liz declared in The Major that she is 30 years old. Which would make her 2 years old in 1987, which if you remember in ep 116 Mako Tanida when Red was watching the ballet, he held an old program of Swan Lake dated March 22nd, 1987. When he was imagining his daughter up on stage, we saw a girl MUCH older than two years old on the stage. Just one of hundreds of examples using math and basic logic to prove that Red is NOT Elizabeth Keen’s father!