belting out the chorus

Private Show - A Harry Styles Imagine

*Based on Private Show by Little Mix! 

It was the night of the Brit’s, you and your bandmates had a huge performance opening the show. There’s was always pressure to do a great performance any time you performed, but opening an award show with millions of people and other amazing, talented artists watching in the audience added to it.

 If the opening number wasn’t great, everyone would definitely be talking about it. You were in the car on the way to venue and to walk the red carpet. When the car arrives, one of the security guards helps you out of the car. As soon as you’re out of the car, you hear the fans waiting nearby screaming and chanting for you and your band. 

You look over at them and wave to them before walking over to them. You smile and sign some things for them and take one group picture with everyone. 


Harry had to admit that he was nervous going to the Brit’s that night. One Direction had been on their hiatus for over a year now and this would be his first appearance with the boys like this again and they all were focusing on their solo projects. He just hoped that the interviewers didn’t make it awkward by asking them if that meant they weren’t a band anymore or that they would no longer be coming back. 

But he did have to admit that it was nice being back with the lads again. Even though they all kept in touch with texting and phone calls here and there, he missed actually being around them. 

When the car arrived at the venue, Harry and the boys got out of the car and that instantly caused a massive chaos of screaming. It was official, they were back and Harry couldn’t remove the smile from his face even if he wanted too. 

As he was walking along the red carpet, he noticed there was someone in a purple dress practically running behind them. He realized that it was you and that you were trying to catch up with your group. 

“Sorry! Sorry!” You laughed as you were holding your dress. 

“You going to a fire, there Y/N?” Niall jokes. 

“Fuck off Niall!” You laugh looking back at him. When you turned your gaze back to look forward, you couldn’t help but catch eyes with Harry. 

He gave you smile and you kept running before finally getting with your group to take pictures and do interviews. 


This was it. The beginning of the show. You all were dressed in your outfit for the performance and you were warmed up. You were all set in place on the stage, you just had to wait for the curtain to come up and cameras to record. 

“They’ve sold millions of albums. They have produced hit after hit. They’re also nominated for British Video, British Group, British Single, and British Album of the year. Everyone give it up for your first performance of the night Y/Band/Name!” They announce over. 

The music starts, the curtain is pulled up, and you all hit your opening dance moves to the beat. 

“We’re touchin’, we’re teasin, we don’t need a reason, I got a feeling that soon we’ll be leaving. Right from the get go, you had me at hello…can’t wait so let’s go.. cause you’re the only one who’s taking me home!” You sing out before belting out in the chorus. 

One Direction was at the table near the stage and they were able to see the entire performance clearly. Even though there were four other girls on stage, plus all the back up dancers and lights etc in the background, Harry was only watching you. 

You were very attractive and you were really talented. You two had met at other occasions before and had mutual friends, so he knew that you were really nice and funny. You were close friends with Niall, growing up near each other, so he knew a lot about you. 

He had to admit that you would be his celebrity crush, if he were you know to have one. He always wanted to reach out and talk to you, but it never seemed like the right time, so maybe tonight would be the night. 


You all had done it! You smashed the performance and won every category you were nominated for, except for the video one, which went to One Direction. You were already pretty tipsy when you all headed to the after party, but you didn’t care. Tonight had been a great night and you weren’t ready for it to end. 

When you got to the party, you saw plenty of familiar faces. They all came up to you to congratulate you all and you would just smile. After about an hour of being there, you had to step out of the crowd for a bit and get a drink. While you were there, you noticed Harry standing near the bar talking with Ed and Bruno Mars. 

He looked over and noticed you. He gave you a smirk and a nod, which caused you to blush. You had met Harry before and knew him though mutual friends, plus Niall talked about him all the time, so you felt like you knew him. You sort of maybe, had a crush on him.. or more than a crush… really. 

When Harry had been talking to Ed and Bruno, he noticed you over at the bar. This was it, this was his time to make a move. It was now or never. So, he excused himself and went over to you. 

“Hey, Y/N.” He smiled at you. 

“Hey.” You smile. “How you been?” 

“Good. You?” He asked. 

“Great.” You smile. 

“Speaking of great, you were amazing tonight and congrats on the wins.” He smiles. 

“Thanks although, I’m a little bitter that you snagged our sweep of Brits.” you joke. 

“Oh, well, what can I say?” he jokes. “But are you too bitter to dance with me?” 

“Hm. I think I could put that aside for a bit.” You smile. 

“Good.” He says taking your hand and pulling you out on the dance floor. 

At first, it was just a bit of small talk and dancing, but as more and more songs started playing, the closer and more touchy feely you two got. At some point, your arms had made it around his neck and his around your waist. His face was inches from yours, you could feel his breath against yours. 

You didn’t know if it was the drinks you had consumed that night, the high that you had been feeling that entire night, or if it was just because you had been waiting for this moment for a while now that made you so bold in what would happen next. 

“Do you wanna get out of here?” You whispered. 

“More than anything.” He mumbled before releasing your hips from his grip and taking your hand and pulling you through the crowd. 

Harry didn’t even care about the paps that were outside snapping away that the two of you leaving together. All he could think about was getting out of there. 

When his car pulled up, he helped you inside and shut the door. He waited until they were far from the paps before he leaned over to kiss you. You immediately responded to the kiss by putting your hands in his hair. He smirked a bit and pulled you close him, keeping his hands on your back. 

Your leg was laying a bit awkwardly, so you kicked it over his leg to make yourself more comfortable, which got his attention. As he deepened the kiss, he ran his hands over your legs and up to the hem of your dress. 

Once the car got to his house, you two pulled away from each other just long enough to get out of the car, into his house and shut the front door before you two were on each other again. 

At this point, you went ahead and finished un buttoning the rest of his shirt and pushing both the shirt and the blazer he was wearing down his shoulders. He moaned against your lips when he felt you touching his chest and shoulders. He then removed his lips from yours and started kissing down your neck and pushing the straps of your dress down your shoulders. 

“As much as I like where you’re going with this…” you breath out. “Maybe we should move this to the bedroom?” 

He doesn’t say anything, he just kneels down, picking you up with your legs around his waist and carries you to his bedroom. By the time, you both made it there, your dressed had already been half unzipped and he finished the job once as soon as your feet touched the soft rug on the ground. You didn’t exactly care that your cute expensive dress was getting wrinkled by laying on the floor at that moment because all you could think about was how he was looking you up and down. 

You took his distraction as an opportunity to push him down onto the bed, so that you could straddle him. 

“Just so you know, we don’t have to go slow tonight… we can save that for a later time.” You smirk. 

“Perfect…” He mumbles pulling in for a kiss. 

Within seconds it seemed, the two of you were completely undressed and under the sheets. Even though, you told him not to go slow, he sure was taking his time with teasing you. You could feel the smirk on his lips on your thighs and you knew that he knew what he was doing. 

A few minutes later, he finally reached in the drawer of the table near his bed to grab a foil wrapper. He quickly, but careful put the condom on and he looked down at you. You smirked up at him and flipped him over onto his back, before straddling him again that night. 


What seemed like hours later, the two of you were entangled together as you were trying to slow your breathing. You both were covered in sweat and you were pretty sure there love bites all over each of your bodies. Harry’s hands were caressing your back and you were laying on his chest. 

“Well, that was fun.” you giggle. 

He laughed. “That was fucking amazing.” 

“I try…” You joke flipping your hair to the side. 

He laughed again kissing your head. “I want to cook you breakfast in the morning.” He whispered. 

“Is that your way of asking me to stay, Harold?” You giggle. 

“And if it was?” He asked. 

“Then I would say yes.” You smile. 

“And what about if I wanted to take you out for dinner?” He asked. 

“Are you asking me out for a date?” You say sitting up. 

He blushes a bit and nods. “Yeah…I mean if you want too. Or if you just want this thing between us to be a one time thing… I’d uh understand…” 

“Actually, I’d love to go to dinner with you and I don’t want this to be a one time thing… “ You whisper. 

“Good, because neither to do I.” He smiles leaning up to kiss you. 

You smile into the kiss before pulling away and laying your head back down on his chest. He kisses your head and cuddles closer to you before the two of you close your eyes and fall asleep. 

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Originally posted by scaredful

Note:  This was so much fun to write because Hoseok is the best.  Also this took forever because I had about 1.6k words of backstory that I just cut because… it took Forever to link everything.  Also this is inspired by semi-true-ish events so… yeah.  Graciously edited by the wonderful @sugaredmarbles.

EDIT: @sugaredmarbles just fixed my title too because she’s amazing.

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader
Rating: NC17
Genre: Smut  
Warnings: public sex, alcohol-fueled sex, dirty talk, pregnancy mention, unsanitary activity 
Word Count: 3547


Summary:  You’ve harbored a crush on Jung Hoseok ever since high school, and you had even decided on attending a performing arts university because he was going there.  You had almost been content with admiring him from afar, but he’s enlisting soon.  And this is how you confess to him.




“Have you confessed to Hoseok yet?”  

Namjoon’s question over 2AM coffee makes him the third person to ask you today.  

The first person to ask you had been Taehyung, a fellow theatre arts major.  (”You need to nab him before he enlists,” he had lectured.  “If everyone knows he has a girlfriend, they’re not going to pester him as much about going to… massage parlors…”) 

The second person to ask you had been Jungkook, a once-shy underclassman you had taken under your wing until he switched majors after seeing Hoseok dance.  Traitor.  Not that you necessarily blamed him.  (”You should just tell him because he’s leaving regardless.  If it doesn’t work out, you won’t have to see him again.”  Jungkook had always been blunt.)  

And Namjoon now makes three.  

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Monsta X are surprised by you wearing their animal onesies

One-shots for all seven members, and react when they walk in on you / see you fooling around in their ‘Safari in Monbebe World’ animal onesies. 


Shownu comes back home from the gym, earlier than when you were expecting him. He steps inside the apartment to be met with the music system on full blast and you belting out the chorus to Hero… in his black bear onesie. You continue dancing around the living room, oblivious to him watching you, and his eye smile is so wide it almost splits his face in two.

“I can be your hero, I can be your man,” you continue to sing and dance, with your back to him.

By this time, he’s trying hard not to laugh.

“Right now, you’re a bear,” he giggles.

You give a huge start, letting out a small yelp of surprise and whip around. You cover your red cheeks, embarrassed as he continues giggling and pulls you into a bear-hug.


Wonho stretches, woken up by the faint sounds of music coming from outside the bedroom. He ventures outside to see you cooking ramen, wearing his pink bunny onesie. Just as he’s about to say something, you wiggle your butt as you give the pot of ramen a stir.

Words forgotten, he bursts into laughter. “Puhahahahhaha (Y/N), what are you doing?”

You turn around, speechless to be caught at such an embarrassing moment and start laughing along with him. As the laughter subsides, you go back to making the food. Within moments, he puts his arms around you, tightly hugging you from behind.

“I promise not to spill anything on your onesie,” you say.

“You should. At least you’ll take it off then,” he murmurs, his breath warm on your earlobe.


Kihyun is enjoying a good break after weeks of hectic promotion. The ‘break’ meaning: he’s now tidying up the apartment, muttering at the mess you tend to leave before you head for a shower.

“Aiisssh, this girl. So messy!” he keeps nagging to nobody in particular.

Suddenly, you pop out from the closet, covered head-to-toe in his hamster onesie. “Ta-dah!” you announce, as you bring out your aegyo, trying to put him in a good mood.

Kihyun simply stares at you for half a second, before collapsing in a fit of giggles. You mess up the books that he so neatly stacked, and still throw him a cute expression knowing he was nagging. He chases you around the house, “Yah! Don’t think you can get away from your chores just because you look so cute!”


Minhyuk and you have been bickering about whether or not to adopt a kitten, ever since you visited the shelter. It had been four days since you’ve been trying to make him realize that with both of your hectic schedules and jobs, it wouldn’t be practical to get a pet who’d only end up being alone in the apartment.

He now sits on the couch, sulking slightly, and you call out to him from the bedroom.

“Minhyuk, I have a good reason to not get the kitten.”

He sighs, without turning his gaze away from the TV. “Okay. Why can’t we get the kitten?”

“Because of the puppy.”

“What pupp–” he begins, as you hurtle out of the bedroom in his puppy onesie, barking around him and tickling him. He roars with laughter, surprised at your silliness, as you jump on top of him, tickling him and saying “Woof, woof!”

He finally stops laughing to pull you closer into a hug and kisses the tip of your nose, his mood bright and cheery again.


“(Y/N)-aah! I’m home, where are you?” Hyungwon calls out as he walks in, after a late night schedule.

“I’m already in bed. Have you had dinner?” you call back from the bedroom.

“I did. I’ll be with you in a minute,” Hyungwon says as takes off his shoes, and jacket. After grabbing a bottle of water from the kitchen, he walks into the bedroom… to see you bundled up on the bed, in his huge green turtle onesie, grinning up at him. You put your arms up, inviting him in, and his tiredness melts away. He climbs into bed with you, hugging you and peppering your face with kisses.

“Did you just lie in bed all day, pretending to be a turtle?” he snickers. You nod, yawning as you did so, and making him yawn too.

“How much do you sleep, (Y/N)!”

“You’re the one to talk!” you retort back, as you hug each other tighter, lazing around in bed till you both fall asleep.


It had been three hours since Jooheon started working on a new song. He scratches out a word here and a sentence there, mumbling and composing the rap. You watch him out of the corner of his eyes, wondering when he’ll take a break. You get up to exit the room, and he barely notices.

A couple of minutes later, you peek out from behind the bedroom door. Jooheon is still where you left him, not having looked up once from his piece of paper.

You jump out in his honeybee onesie, and yell, the noise making Jooheon shout in the process.

“(Y/N)! You scared me! What are you—” he stutters to see you dressed in his costume.


At your childish rap, he falls to the floor, laughing hard and clutching his stomach. You hover over him and threaten, “Now if you don’t take a break, I’m going to make even worse raps and sing them.”

He continues laughing, wiping his tears away, as he finally gives in.


I.M and you are sitting in the living room, flipping through the channels. There’s nothing interesting on TV, and both of you didn’t feel much like going out. As a result, I.M is bored, and watching the stupidest programme that’s coming up.

Deciding to liven things up a little, you excuse yourself to the closet and put his wolf onesie on. You walk back to the living room and stand behind him.


“Mmm, jagi?” he murmurs lazily, without turning around.

“Tonight’s a full moon.”

Changkyun jerks his head to see out of the window. “No, it isn’t.”

“Then how come I’m a wolf?”

He whips his head around to see you in his costume as you sing his part of the Monbebe Safari World video, being especially greasy at the ‘I’m butter’ part. He covers his eyes, laughing and looking at you fondly, as you continue singing “Ohhh-eeee-yaaaa….”

“How you look so cute is beyond me,” he smiles and continues to enjoy your performance.

*Did you enjoy reading? This is my very FIRST piece of writing for a kpop band ever, so I do hope that you liked it! I plan to continue doing some more fun reactions, one-shots and drabbles for Monsta X. Please do request if you have anything particular in mind, anything that you’d want me to write for. (Thank you so much for the support!)

***i do not own rights to any of the featured images, images belong to their rightful owners and sources.

If MC and the RFA Were in a Disney Musical Number Together

Sorry I know this isn’t answering a request but I did something similar to this on my Yuri on Ice imagine blog and I needed to write something self-indulgent


What their number is called: Please Be Nice to Your Healers

- Yoosung takes a turn at playing support for the first time in awhile, forgetting how mean people can be to their healers. A duet with Yoosung and MC reminding the internet that they’re nothing without support (they let the entire party die to make a point)


What their number is called: Beat That (How Can I Do it?)

- A conversation song depicting the epic selfie battle between Zen and MC. Zen and MC sing about their increasingly ridiculous selfies (Everywhere from MC getting a selfie with Zen pirouetting in the background to Zen actually taking a selfie with Elizabeth the Third to prove a point). They become increasingly flustered with each new selfie their rival sends because honestly each and everyone of them is flawless???


What their number is called: Work Feels Like Nothing When I’m With You

- Co-workers AU where MC just transferred into Jaehee’s department. The song originally appears to be a pining song from Jaehee to MC but at the very end MC ends the song by looking after Jaehee wistfully, singing “work feels like nothing when I’m with you”


What their number is called: Please Eat Some Pizza

- MC attempts to introduce Jumin to the wonders of fast food when his favourite personal chef goes on vacation. The song is a montage of MC showing Jumin different fast foods and their lament of his eating pizza with a fork and knife.


What their number is called: I Can’t Believe No One’s Caught Us Yet (Shhh)

- Seven and MC attempt riskier and riskier pranks, alternating between whispering their plans to each other and straight out belting the chorus - the song ends with the riskiest prank yet at Jumin’s apartment (MC wouldn’t let Seven take Elizabeth, poor dear) and when Jumin doesn’t notice, Seven straight up smashes a pot. 

anonymous asked:

i live for the jason the broadway geek headcanon, does he have a nice voice? does he belt out newsies and a chorus line and lion king in the shower? yes, probably. does he get offended when people don't recognize famous broadway people and musicals? most probably. has he illegally watched shows? multiple times. he's probably the person who provides people with bootlegs.

Absolutely, I feel like Jason would have a deep rich voice but it can’t hit those high notes like he wants to and he goes off key a low (or so Tim claims as he’s banging on the shower door because it’s 4pm and SOME of us are trying to sleep). Jason loves the pituresque world of musicals where troubles turn into songs and happy endings are almost always guaranteed.

I Will Survive

Pairing: Lucifer x Reader
Word count: 1,273
Warnings: Fluff. I tried to make it funny to match the challenge but it came out fluffy instead.
Challenge:  This was written for the Cheesy Songs Decades Challenge by @cici0507. My song was “I Will Survive” by Gloria Gaynor.

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fun fact: i was playing overwatch once and i forgot that last time i’d been playing i’d had my mic on cause i was with friends and it made me autojoin the team chat in a game full of randos which wouldn’t have been a problem if i hadn’t been belting out the chorus of adele’s set fire to the rain when i noticed the little icon that pops up when your mic is registering your voice

kaylaseoul88  asked:

How would MONSTA X react if they were doing karaoke together with their friend (who is a foreign girl) and she could sing their songs and do their dances?

Hi!! This was a fun reaction to write, so here you go~


Originally posted by trainingpanda


He’d stare at you adoringly, wondering how on earth you’ve managed to learn their songs and dances well. He’d feel really grateful that he has you to support his group.

Originally posted by heonykih


*gets turned up with you*


Originally posted by maleidolnet


*suffocates you with his hug when he saw how adorable you were being*

“OMG that’s so cute! Please sing some more of our songs! I really love it!”

Originally posted by kihqun


The two of you were hanging out together at the karaoke bar for a night out and you two were singing ‘Tresspass’. Instead of singing it properly though, you two would be singing in wierd accents, mich made the two of you crack up really hard. Especially when he had a voice crack in the middle of the song.

Originally posted by taehnwnho


The boy could not contain his excitement when he saw you belting out to the chorus of ‘Fighter’ and doing the moves to it.

“Omg, she’s dancing to out song!”

Originally posted by monbb


He’d jump out of the couch and would join in, the both of you busting out the moves to his song and singing together, just having fun the whole time.

Originally posted by trainingpanda


Much like Shownu, he’d sit quietly and sway along to your voice. Every now and then he’d sing a little and clap along, encouraging you to sing more.

“You’re doing great, Y/N.”

anonymous asked:

Hiya! Loved your last blurb! Could you please write something about being friends with Harry but the two of you have feelings for each other and like everyone of your friends know that. So you catch him looking at you and vice versa and other cute stuff like that and finally you two confess your feelings and maybe first kisses etc etc thank you so much, hope you're doing this!!

Rating:  PG-13
Warnings: Friends-turned-lovers fluff, (shitty ending?)
Category: mild fluff
Word Count: 1,988  (this is too long oh fuck)
Request: yes and thanks a million times.

05.  Make me like you.

The music thumped loudly against your ears, and you could feel the rhythm of the bass through your feet on the ground. The song blaring in the dark club was really nothing like what they normally played, but fuck it, it was your best friend’s big 21 and she’d saved basically all her life -since she was 16 - to rent out a club on her 21st to get absolutely hammered, which didn’t really pan out, but thanks to her million dollar worth boyfriend, Mr. Louis Tomlinson, helping rent one of the best clubs in L.A and fly in some of your old friends, sounded like another Sunday morning. Rich people right? Plus, it helped that he was absolutely whipped. And of course, she got to pick whatever song she wanted. Everyone did really. And by everyone, you mean the friends of friends of friends that actually showed up, packing the club quite nicely.

You moved your hips and bounced on the balls of your feet to the song, belting out the lyrics with your best friend. You felt happy, the smile on your face never dissipating, and you weren’t even drunk to begin with. Your hair stuck to the back of your neck, your make-up was probably a tad bit smudged, and you’d forgotten where you’d thrown your heels off to.

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Piece Of My Heart

Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Y/N L/N (Reader)

Pairing: MOC!Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2kish

Summary: The Reader and Dean are going through a tough time in their relationship due to the stress caused by the Mark of Cain.

Warnings: Angst, Language, Sensual Moment

Author’s Note: Hey my lovelies!! So this is my entry for @kazchester-fanfiction song challenge. I got the song “Piece of my Heart” by Janis Joplin. I really hope you guys like it! A special thanks to my beautiful Ree @neversatisfiedgirl for looking over this and helping me get over my dramatic meltdown. Thank you boo!! Enjoy!!

My eyes zeroed in on his mouth as he brought the glass up to his lips and tilted his head back, downing the amber liquid in a fraction of a second.

How many rounds had it been? I didn’t know. All I knew was that Dean was tilting back shots like they were shots of jello without wincing at the aftermath.

I looked over at Sam, who was whirling his drink in his glass, a worried look on his precious face as he stared at his brother. Things were slowly going downhill. The three of us knew it.

But most of all, Dean knew it. And the fact that he dismissed it with a wave of a hand or another bottle of Jack, pissed me off more than anything.

He knew what he was doing, the Mark was taking a hold of him. Ever since Sam and I cured him from being a demon, things hadn’t really been the same. He had kept me at arm's’ length, saying he hated himself for what he said and did to me. He went so far as to telling me to move out of his bedroom and into my old one.

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Welcome Home

Request: Hi I absolutely love your work! Could you please do one where Shawn finally comes home : ) you can make it a bit smutty but up to you if you’re not comfortable

a/n: thank you for your kind words ! I’ve actually never really ~written smut haha like nothing against it but whenever I’ve tried it just turn out really awk so I just always allude to it at the end!

Your name: submit What is this?

Being away from Shawn for such a long period of time was something you don’t think you’ll ever get used to.  Two years of dating and the time zones still messed you up, and while the Skype calls made you happy, they always fell short because he was never actually right there in front of you.  There was always a screen and an ocean separating the two of you.

But now Shawn was only a fifteen-minute drive away.  He’d come back from during a few radio promo tours in the UK two days ago. Of course you wanted to see him right when he landed, but you wanted him to spend some quality time with his family. Family was the most important thing in the world to Shawn, and you could understand why.  He tried to see you when he first landed, but you made sure that he spent the first few days with his mom, dad, and sister.

Tonight though, the two of you had plans for a nice dinner in Toronto.  You told him over and over again on the phone that you were fine just ordering in pizza and relaxing at either his or your house. But Shawn was adamant on treating you to a nice dinner after being away for so long.

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anonymous asked:

I have this headcanon that Tony is kind of a musical person (definitely influenced by RDJ's portrayal) who can play a little piano, maybe courtesy of his mother, and can certainly carry a tune. I'm not sure he would sing in front of the team, at least not in the beginning, but every now and then a catchy chorus or commercial jingle would get stuck in his head and the music would just come out. At first everyone is surprised, but they eventually get used to it, and Clint even calls for encores.

I always love headcanons or fics were Tony is a musical person because I feel like he definitely is that type of person. I think I wrote a headcanon once about Tony learning piano from his mother because she was incredibly talented with it and wanted to teach Tony who to play. Those times were he learned and played piano with Maria is definitely some of the happiest memories that he has from his childhood. He can also carry a tune for sure but he’s never really felt the need to reveal it. 

Rhodey and Pepper know about how well he can play as well as sing and Peggy and Jarvis always enjoyed listening to Tony playing the grand piano in the living room and hearing him sing as well as hum. It’s been stated in a few magazines and he has said in some interviews that he can play the piano because of his mother but the world has never heard him play or sing. 

It’s until a particular song catches his attention when he hears it on the radio in his workshop. It doesn’t leave his head and he begins humming until the words start flowing out of his mouth. This happens at dinner when everyone is helping out in the kitchen and the song comes on again on the radio. Without realizing it, Tony belts out the chorus and everyone pauses in shock as Tony’s voice floats around the room, beautiful and on-key. 

Once he’s realized what he’s done, Tony immediately stops and tries not to appear embarrassed as he quickly apologizes. But Clint simply claps with a wide grin before going, “Sing loud and proud!’ and Tony relaxes as he begins to sing again, Clint joining him as the rest of the team begin to chime in. Natasha and Tony bump hips as Thor and Steve use spoons as microphones while Bruce does a mean air-drum solo and Clint rocks it out on the air guitar. 

It soon becomes a wonderful thing and everyone instantly finds themselves pleased whenever they hear Tony’s singing voice, smiling and enjoying the sense of calm that it brings. 

When Tony finally breaks out the piano, it’s during a small team party with a few of their friends. The room goes quiet as the notes fill the air, a delightful piece that he knows off by heart because Maria had taught it to him. It brings back all sorts of memories and nostalgia does set in but that doesn’t waver his slender fingers which dance over the keys. 

At the end of the song, everyone claps and some even whistle as Tony waves them off with a wide grin, thanking them as they pat his back (Clint giving him a high-five) and relaxing into the warm arm that Steve wraps around his waist. 

Tony doesn’t know why he kept his musical talents away for so long but he didn’t think that anyone would appreciate them. But he was so wrong and he knows that Maria would be happy to see him singing and playing again. 

He smiles. 


ILLUSTRATING THE IMPORTANT THINGS (laurent version tbh. you know he starts off huffing about karaoke being completely pointless and undignified and is on the table belting out the chorus by the end w/ damen’s encouragement bc he will be damned if he will be shamed by this actually-kind-of-fun karaoke machine)

Kevin’s Guilty Pleasure

A/N: I just thought this was hilarious. This is something I do while doing dishes.

Kevin has a weird habit and Double Dee loves it.

It was an average morning Edd thought, sure Kevin had gotten up before him but that wasn’t unusual. Edd sighed quietly to himself as he got out of bed. He quickly straightened the blankets and began pulling out his clothes for the day laying them across the freshly made bed. Edd then strolled towards the bathroom, as he crossed the hall he could hear Kevin starting on breakfast, pans clanging softly as he pulled them from the cupboards. Edd hummed softly as he started the shower waiting for the temperature to adjust before stepping in.

Kevin, having heard Edd get up waited until he heard the shower start to turn on his music. Panic at the Disco came blaring through his speakers as he pulled out a couple eggs and cracked them into a bowl. Kevin hummed along to the song as he beat the eggs and added salt and pepper, getting into a little groove as he poured the concoction into a hot pan. Kevin danced over to other side of the kitchen to remove a waffle from the waffle maker and put it with the other five he made earlier. He returned to his eggs scrambling them as he sang aloud to the song playing not realizing the shower had stopped long ago.

Edd having finally dressed wandered downstairs, he was greeted by the smell of food and a quite amusing sight. Kevin was too caught up in his mini performance to notice that he was no longer alone. Edd knew Kevin had a tendency to burst into song while cooking but it was rare to actually catch him in the act. He bit back a smirk as Kevin belted out the chorus while divvying up the eggs onto two separate plates.

“I’m a scholar and a gentleman and I usually don’t fall when I try to stand. I lost a bet to a guy in a chiffon skirt but I make these high-heels work. I told you–” Kevin trailed off as he turned and spotted Edd standing at the foot of the stairs smirking.

“Aww, dammit Dee. Can you like announce yourself or something?” He groaned putting the empty pan in the sink.

“I apologize, Kevin. I couldn’t resist.” Edd snickered walking over to hug his boyfriend.

“Yeah, yeah, just make your plate before everything gets cold.” Kevin grumbled a light blush dusting his cheeks.

‘Falling’ For You

A/N: the title’s a pun, just accept it. (This is so bad, but oh well) Also thanks for 1K FOLLOWERS HOLY SHIT GUYS ASDFGHJKL

Dan: (based off of true events, please don’t judge me, my pride is already damaged from this event happening. Ugh I hate my life)

It was a warm summers day, and you and Dan had a date planned. You had no idea what it was, or where it was, the fact that it was a mystery was somewhat annoying, because being out if the loop is of what is happening is annoying, and dreadful.

You and Dan walked to the destination, and you were making a mental note of your surroundings and what direction you were heading off into, to give you some kind of clue of where you could be going. And then you saw it, the sun reflecting off of the water.

“Dan, what are we doing at the lake?” You asked curiously. Why would he bring you to a lake? Why would he want to spend time with you, at a lake?

“We are going paddle boating” He answered your question. And you almost laughed. Dan and paddle boating? He does know that contains physical….. strength of some sort, right?

“You do know that paddle boating contains some sort of exercise, right Howell?” You asked and he shushed you, telling you not to ruin paddle boating for him.

After about 20 minutes on the paddle boats, Dan being Dan got lazy and stopped paddling and left you, to paddle by yourself. You were basically contemplating how you were gonna push him off this boat. But other than Dan being a twat and not helping you paddle, you had a great time talking to him. Dan had been a good friend for a while, and you both undeniably had some feelings for each other, so you decided to give the dating thing a go.

Your time was almost up on the paddle boat, so you decided to head back to the dock, which was actually a mission and a half, but you got there. All seemed well, UNTIL it was time to get off the boat. Dan got off first, only because you were thinking of an easy strategy of how to get off, without falling over, which proved to not work, because moments after Dan got off, you stood up too quickly making the boat rock and tip, which sent you into the water.

“Oh my god, (Y/N) are you okay?” Dan asked between laughs.

“Yeah, I guess I’m just falling for you” you said with a wink at the end, Dan just rolled his eyes at you and tried to help you get out of the water.


You were doing a bit of cleaning around your boyfriend Phil’s, and his roommate Dan’s flat, blasting some of your favourite songs on Spotify to help with passing the time. You were rocking out to all sorts of songs.

But then a slow song came on and you completely lost it. This was one of your favourite songs, and you were excited to belt it out, despite how slow it was. Falling For You by The 1975 was the song.

“You said someday we might, when I’m closer to your height

Til then, we’ll knock around and see.
You’re all I need. Don’t you see me now?
I think I’m falling, I’m falling for you.
Don’t you need me now?
I think I’m falling, I’m falling for you.
And on this night, in this light.
I think I’m falling, I’m falling for you.
Maybe you’ll change your mind.
I think I’m falling, I’m falling for you.”

And you belted that song out like you were in a Broadway show. You put the song on repeat and you were cleaning the flat while completely rocking out to this ballad type song, when your boyfriend and his roommate walked in. You couldn’t hear them walking in, considering the music was on full blast. So they just walk into the lounge, confused as to why there is loud music blasting from the speakers, and they just see you twirling around, with a broom. When the chorus came up again, you belted it out, just to look up and lock eyes with Phil. You got such a big fright that you lost you balance and fell over.

But did Dan and Phil care? Nooooooo, they just laughed and made a stupid pun.

“Oh (Y/N), you are literally falling for me.” was Phil’s reaction to you falling over.

Danny Phantom AU Year 2 Part 1 (aka: why is this still a thing???)

(Prologue and Year 1)  (Year 1: Summer)

under the readmore is another 3k of bullet points and dialogue and ghosts and beyonce

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Not Another Blind Date Part 2 (Jensen x Reader)

A/N: Holy shit! Guys, I finally got part two taken care of. lol I’ve been so out of it and not into writing recently that it had been put on the back burner. But tonight after some good time spent with a friend, I came home and just knocked it out. I’m so excited!! Feedback is always appreciated too :D 

Summary: You and your best friend have decided to move to Austin, TX to change things up. You’re single, have been for a couple of years following a failed relationship that you thought was your forever. Y/f/n tries setting you up with different men over the six months you guys have been living there, and she tries again with a man she found out about through her hairdresser. What she doesn’t know is that she’s just set you up on a blind date with Jensen Ackles.

Prompt: Not another blind date & I think I broke her & Why Don’t You and I by Carlos Santana

Warnings: none? Jensen being adorable? 

Word count: 3,192

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Your heart began to pound as you looked up to face the mystery man who had approached your booth, an “it’s okay” and a smile already forming on your lips. You had also reached a hand around to start introducing yourself, but before your voice could deliver, your eyes locked with a set of green eyes that almost literally took your breath away.

Your jaw went slack, your eyes went wide, and you completely froze; every word you had wanted to say to him was now gone. The mystery man who was standing before you needed no introduction, at least not to you and his millions of fans worldwide. “H-hi,” he mumbled with a sheepish grin. “I’m-”

“Holy fucking shit. You’re Jensen Ackles.”

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The Martian
Rich Purnell, Melissa Lewis, Beth Johanssen, Rick Martinez, Alex Vogel, Chris Beck
The Ares 3 crew, while Watney is still recovering, takes an unsuspecting Rich Purnell out for a drink to celebrate his Manoeuvre.


Rich lifts his head off his pillow, blinking blearily in the artificial computer light that bathes his room, having been rudely awoken by the loud and insistent banging on his door that preceded the yelled summons. He blinks a few more times, clearing the sticky feeling from his eyes – what time did he fall asleep? He doesn’t know – and forces himself to a sitting position with a groan, the duvet pooling at his feet. He yawns, sleepily rubbing the back of his neck, and flinches when the banging starts again.

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