charlie shakes it up

How to make a Disney Channel show (aka, Disney is obsessed with using the same set of characters over and over again)

Many people feel the need to have a really smart character. It’s important that the girls look flawless, but the guys should look like as much of a geek as possible.

To make the above character look smarter, you can add a dumb character. Make sure to give them a very confused facial expression as often as possible, and let them ask questions that should be obvious for someone their age.

You’ll always need a guy who’s character relies for about 50 % on their looks. Why else would anyone watch the show?

To match the  hot guys, you’ll need a girl who is so flawless, you begin to feel like they can’t possibly be real.

The audience needs someone to laugh at, right? This is where you add either a character who is incapable of understanding the word “no” or a character who is just considered a “loser” by most people. And try not to give them too much character development.

But to keep the smart person from seeming boring, we need the rebel friends who doesn’t care about grades, and who always get’s their friend in trouble. But don’t worry, you can always fix it up with a sappy apologizing scene at the end.

There has to be some kind of official antagonist. My suggestion, is you go with Matteus Ward, or at least someone who looks like him. Or you can go with a stereotypical blonde girl.

Every show needs grownups. Keep them there for, comic relief, embaressing the kids, being protective, giving deep motivational speeches and cry upon realizing that their kid’s are growing up.

He’s actually the butler

Not a parents. He’s their sensei.

Not a parent. He’s an uncle.

Add a couple of cute kids and animals

Or if everything fails, just throw in a bunch of boyfriends and girlfriends that we’re all gonna forget anyway.

Or, you know, do something original instead

Here’s trailers to all the shows I’ve been using. 

Good Luck Charlie

Pair of Kings (not a good version)

Shake it up


A.N.T Farm

Lab Rats 

Austin and Ally 

Dog with a blog 

Liv and Maddie 

Kickin It 

I didn’t do it

Girl meets world

Mighty Med 

Disney Channel

Aries : The Suite Life on Deck

Taurus : Wizards of Waverly Place

Gemini : Sonny with a Chance

Cancer : Hannah Montana

Leo : Shake it Up

Virgo: Jonas Brothers

Libra: Jessie

Scorpio : Good Luck Charlie

Sagittarius : Austin and Ally

Capricorn : A.N.T. Farm

Aquarius : Kickin It

Pisces : Dog with a Blog

Let me get this straight

Suite life of Zack & Cody, suite life on deck, Hannah Montana, that’s so raven, wizards of waverly place, ant farm, austin & ally, Jessie, Cory in the house, shake it up, good luck charlie and ultimate spider-man are ALL IN THE SAME UNIVERSE.


I just wanted to give a sum-up of how every modern disney show is exactly the same.



It was a week after their classes’ Ski Lodge trip where Lucas and Riley had finally became official. Everything was falling in place and was starting to feel normal again. No more angst or unspoken feelings. There was just one thing that was weighing on both of their minds and that was a kiss.

They had only ever kissed once, it was on the subway for their first date way back in 7th grade. It was short and sweet which unfortunately set the tone for their relationship that year. Super sweet but short lived.

They were older now and actually together and they couldn’t help but wonder when the next one would happen. They hardly ever had alone time together.
Lucas for sure thought it was going to happen on the Ski trip but her parents and Uncle were around and all of their classmates. Every time they thought they were alone someone would pop up and ruin the moment.

Riley hoped it would happen that day when he walked her home, but as he leaned in to kiss her goodbye, her Uncle Josh opened the door and interjected the kiss with his hand between their faces. It was starting to get a bit ridiculous. She knew they meant well but she was 15 now and this was her first boyfriend, they knew this would happen eventually.

At school it wasn’t any better. They both assumed that now that they were a couple their friends would give them some space but that wasn’t the case at all. 

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Blanket Thief (Charlie McAvoy)

Anonymous said:

Omg that was amazing!! Since there’s not that much written about him, I’d like to request another one: basically it’s freezing in Boston and he keeps taking the readers sheets during the night bc he’s cold, so she gets up and tries to sleep on the couch or something, but he feels bad and they cuddle (Charlie mcavoy again haha) hope that made sense

Word count: 754

Author’s note: Damn Tumblr, back at it again with the lack of McAvoy gifs

Originally posted by jackeichels

It’s freezing in Boston.

Of course, this isn’t some groundbreaking piece of news. It’s usually pretty cold in Boston during the winter months. But today, the high was only five degrees, something that you’re not all too thrilled about. When night falls, though, it’s absolutely bitter out. It seems like no matter how many layers you throw on or how high you turn the temperature, it still remains just as cold in the apartment as it is outside. You’re sure that it seems like you’re being dramatic, but you’re just a naturally cold person, so cold weather doesn’t really agree with you.

When you and Charlie had first gone to bed, it had been nice. You were warm in a pair of fluffy sweatpants and one of Charlie’s hoodies, a pile of blankets on top of both of you and Charlie’s arms slung around you. You had easily fallen asleep, being warm for the first time all day.

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best live action disney shows of 2000-2010, from best to worst
  • jonas
  • wizards of waverly place
  • that’s so raven
  • sweet life of zack and cody
  • hannah montana
  • lizzy mcguire 
  • cory in the house
  • phil of the future
  • life with derek
  • good luck charlie
  • sonny with a chance
  • shake it up
  • sweet life on deck
RUN | Charlie x Reader - Part 3

Originally posted by secretly-buckybarnes

A/N: Since I received some lovely asks from some lovely people to continue this story, I will be writing at least a couple more parts after this one, and even more if you want to see more of it. You can find parts one and two on this masterlist. As always, I love your feedback. Also: SMUT WARNING.

You woke up to Charlie gently shaking you. “What?” you asked, groggily.

“Look,” he uttered, pointing out the passenger’s side window. You rubbed the sleep out of your eyes and looked over to the most incredible landscape you had ever seen. “Wow,” you breathed out. You turned back over to Charlie whilst putting your seat back up. “Where are we?”

“Currently, I think we are in one of the Carolinas.”

“Wait, how long have we been driving?” you asked, a little stunned.

“About 8 or so hours.”

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Connection Chap Twenty Two

Originally posted by anessenceofautumn

Originally posted by mycroftslittlebrother

Connection.  Read Chap One here. Two. Three Four.  Five. Six. Seven. Eight.  Nine.  Ten.  Eleven.  Twelve.  Thirteen.  Fourteen.  Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen.  Eighteen.  Nineteen.  Twenty.   Twenty One.

Sherlock x reader

Summary: an American forensic psychologist hired by Mycroft Holmes. You thought it would be more interesting and fulfilling than your previous job with a law firm in London but you had no idea how much it would change your life. Or really, how much one person would change everything.

Word Count: 3964

Your name: submit What is this?

It was dark on your small front porch, barely a sliver of moon visible through the swift clouds charging for the east. You sat on the top step with a blanket draped over your legs, a coffee mug half full of brandy within reach beside you, and a flickering candle on the other side. The picture of your parents sitting on top of the London newspaper in your lap felt heavy but you still weren’t quite ready to face it yet.

Will was sound asleep in his bed where you left him after holding him longer than usual because of that very newspaper but it wasn’t really the newspaper that called for your toughest armor. The article about another unidentified boy unread yet haunting you since you saw it earlier and shoved it in your bag where it stayed until twenty minutes ago when you pulled yourself from Will’s bed and gathered the things you had with you now. With a glance at your watch, you amended that thought, twenty-one minutes.

You listened for a moment leaning back toward the front door you had open just enough but the house was quiet just like the neighborhood that seemed uncommonly silent. You glanced at the candle and pushed it a little farther away to make sure you didn’t end up catching on fire because, at this point, it would be the way things seemed to be going.

Your gaze dropped to the picture of your parents that you grabbed on your way out the door because you wanted them with you. In the picture, your parents had their arms around you smiling brightly into the camera. It was your high school graduation and your future was bright. Just a small town girl with determination and big dreams. You wondered what your parents would think of the decisions you made that lead you here.

You lifted the mug to your lips and took a few sips savoring the heat that flared as the alcohol burned its way down. Wrapping both hands around the mug, you closed your eyes and pictured your mother.

It wasn’t always easy for them either, especially during the trial. You could remember your mom sitting across from you at the small checkered table in the kitchen with your hands wrapped around the cup of hot chocolate. The steam rising and your mother smiling, trying to make everything seem okay even though stress and worry still pulled at her brow. She never wanted you to see it and even though you didn’t understand it at the time, you knew there was something off. Your father had been the most weighed down and you knew now that he felt responsible for the burden on your family. He always hugged you a little tighter and a little longer during those days. You remembered the paralyzing fear you didn’t understand when you would hear them whispering in their room and your father crying. You would never be able to rid yourself of those memories even though they had fogged slightly over the years.

Your mother had been the strongest person you ever knew but those months during the investigation and trial, she was a superhero. You longed to talk to her again and ask her how she did it. You had tried to learn so much from them and yet when they were taken so brutally, there was still so much you had left to ask.

You placed the picture on the porch next to you and smiled as you brushed your fingers down the glass. “I wish I was more like you every day, mama.”

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brightbeautifulthings  asked:

2, 37, 56, 132, 161, 177? (I feel like I'm giving you coordinates in a spy movie or something. <3)


2: Do I have any nicknames? Yes, people abbreviate my name in Cri. 

37: Favourite TV shows as a child? When I was a child, I really loved anime like Doraemon, Sailor Moon and Disney Channel’s shows like The Wizards of Waverly Place, Shake it Up and Good Luck Charlie. 

56: What is my song of the week? No Promises by Cheat Codes and Demi Lovato. 

132: Hogwarts house / Divergent faction / Hunger Games district? Hogwarts House: half Slytherin, half Ravenclaw. Divergent faction: Erudite. Hunger Games district: idk. 

161: Have I ever had a paranormal experience? I don’t think so XD

177: Do I remember my dreams, and what is one that comes to mind? Not always, but I remember them. Once I dreamt I was Harry Potter and I was flying on a broom :’)

Thank you for asking!

Send me any number. 

anonymous asked:

What did Nick and Charlie say to each other on the second night at the psychiatric hospital? Asking because i am trash for Nick giving Charlie his jumper because he was lonely at night

oh nooooo i’m gonna have to write a sad thing now

damn it you guys i can’t do things by halves i’m sorry this is long ;_;

strong trigger warnings for self-harm, suicide attempt mention, psychiatric hospital, depression, OCD, anorexia


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NERD ALERT: The following is an in depth Harry Potter thing that may be my new favorite thing.

Late night musings lead to the strangest ideas sometimes. I’m reading all this stuff about being a Ravenclaw because I just got resorted (I’ve been a Slytherin since Pottermore first came out) and Idon’t know how to deal with this kind of life changing event, and I start reading about Luna Lovegood, who is an amazing character that I tend to forget about. Inevitably, my mind wanders to: Who would I ship her with? After running through every character, male and female, that I can think of, I’m like wait. What if she was asexual? Possibly aromantic? And then that led me to my other darling ace child, Charlie Weasley. And then it hit me. What if they were best friends? 

Imagine Luna in Romania, in search of the elusive Umgubular Slashkilter and Charlie just shaking his head with a smile bandaging up yet another burn from the Hungarian Horntail he just got done introducing her to.

One of the dragons starts acting strangely and Charlie has no idea what could be wrong.  He brings it up to Luna one day over lunch and she says, as though it was the most obvious thing in the world, that it must be the nargles making its head all fuzzy. All they have to do is make it a crown of Dirigible plums and Butterbeer corks and it will keep them away. Charlie’s just like um, sure? And tries it and is shocked when it works and from then on, whenever something strange happens with the dragons, he goes to Luna for advice.

But wait, there’s more!

Charlie is a Gryffindor. Brave, impulsive, and reckless. Super smart, but he’s still got those traits. But what if he befriended this innocent, walks-around-with-dreamy-eyes, yet super intelligent and insightful young Ravenclaw who doesn’t always realize that no, that is a dangerous creature that might bite your arm off so maybe don’t pet it, and he feels the need to grow up a bit and make sure Luna doesn’t hurt herself? 

And Luna Lovegood having the protection of the Weasley clan. George finds out about Luna being bullied by her house when she was in school and makes sure no one does it again by planning revenge jokes for those foolish enough to treat her unkindly (which he hasn’t done since he lost Fred). Ginny ready to hex any tormentors into oblivion. Molly and Arthur finding out about her not having a mother and bringing her into the family like they did with Harry. Ron being awkward but supportive. Bill and Charlie trying to convince Percy that telling Luna that Weetimorousbeasties don’t exist is hopeless and that she’s actually probably right. 

And it’s not a romantic thing between them. It’s just Charlie Weasley and Luna Lovegood, off to find dragons and ward off Nargles together. 

It may be a good thing I’m not great at writing fiction; If I were, I’d probably just sit at my computer writing platonic Weaselgood/Loveley fanfiction.

tl;dr Luna Lovegood and Charlie Weasley are my unpoblematic asexual faves and their friendship would be pure and perfect.

@theasexualityblog @aroacehogwarts Thoughts?


Some old Disney Channel show openings! ^w^

- Even Stevens (0:00)
- The Proud Family (0:39)
- Lizzie McGuire (1:25)
- Lilo & Stitch (2:04)
- The Emporer’s New School (3:05)
- That’s So Raven (4:03)
- Kim Possible (4:54)
- Hannah Montana (5:54)
- The Suite Life of Zack and Cody (6:44)
- Wizard’s of Waverly Place (7:23)
- The Suite Life on Deck (8:14)
- Phineas & Ferb (8:54)
- Sonny With a Chance (9:50)
- Good Luck Charlie (10:40)
- Shake It Up (11:29)
- Jessie (12:27)
- ANT Farm (13:21)

@forgeriies |  tarot card starters! ( accepting! )
MOON (Illusion, fear, anxiety, insecurity, subconscious)

the glass shattering on the floor is deafening. it’s past midnight, cathryn couldn’t sleep and got up to get something to drink. she hadn’t bothered to turn the lights on with her night vision, it never seems needed. maybe she should have, maybe it would’ve prevented what happened.

she swears she saw him. standing in her living room, with that smile on his face. taunting her, walking towards her. she dropped the glass and stumbled back, falling and curling into a ball. not the bravest thing, and certainly not something that would’ve helped her if he had been there. she’ll feel embarrassed by it later. when the lights switch on, her eyes snap open and she looks around the room wildly. whatever had been there was gone now. patches nuzzled her face and she looked up at charlie. she was shaking. “     sorry.” 

A Winchester Wedding. (Part One)

Original Imagine: Imagine Castiel walking you down the aisle when you marry Dean, and dancing with him during the reception/ Imagine getting married to Dean and him looking calmer and happierthan you’ve ever seen him. (I merged the two together to make this behemoth ofa story. I didn’t realize that I had merged them together until I was trying to find the original one! Ha!)

Reader Gender: Female

Word Count: 2,977

Warnings: Major FLUFF/ Deans POV & Readers POV /Nervous Dean/ Amused Sam/ Sweet Castiel/ Best Friend Charlie / Dean Ballroom dancing(Part Two)/ Sam Ballroom Dancing(Part Two)/ 

Songs incorporated: Are You Gonna Be My Girl – Jet; Thank You for Loving Me – Bon Jovi(Part Two)

Summary: This originally was going to be a quick fluffy one shot. But then I got a little carried away. Details of you walking down the aisle/ and your first dance as husband and wife! I might continue! Maybe honeymoon or the rest of the reception. Depends! Hope you enjoy!

Authors Note: If you get bored with Part One, keep going to Part Two! That’s where the interesting stuff happens! 

Part One: Becoming Mrs. Winchester Part Two: Dancing With the Winchesters

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To Being Friends [Narry]

Summary: It continues something like this, with Chinese food and thoughts of a stolen kiss and there’s still a kid involved but Harry kind of likes it. (Or a sequel to the kid!fic no one asked for.)

The next time Harry sees them, he’s just walking into the building on his way home from school, and he hears them first, the quick patter of Charlie’s feet slapping against the floor. Charlie comes peeling around the corner next, without Niall in sight, and he looks like he’s making a break for it, even more so when Harry can hear Niall shout from the elevators, “Charlie! Come back!”

Harry doesn’t hesitate to grab Charlie off the floor and shut the lobby door behind himself just so that Charlie doesn’t run out into the cold but he looks ready for it, in a nice blue puffy jacket that makes him look a bit like a snowman.

Still, Harry holds Charlie close to his chest, even though he’s wriggling and feverishly trying to get back to his escape. Harry just wouldn’t feel right letting Charlie loose on the room.

It’s not long before Charlie finally gives up on running away, and that’s when he starts pulling at Harry’s scarf instead, concentration drawing his eyebrows tight into a frown as he looks up to gauge Harry’s reaction. Harry tries to smile as best he can.

“Yes, hello there!” Harry says, and the words come out in a strangled voice because his scarf is tight around his neck but Charlie just grins toothily as Harry chokes. Harry tries tucking two fingers into his scarf to free his throat and he ends up grimacing more than anything else when he doesn’t succeed.

Luckily, Niall comes around the corner moments later, a big duffle on his shoulder and a harried look on his face, but it smoothes out a little when he sees them, just enough that Harry thinks he’s done the right thing.

Harry heaves Charlie higher in his arms and cocks his head to the side, “I think you’ve lost something, Niall.” Harry jokes, but it’s ruined a little when his voice comes out the slightest bit hoarse.

Harry won’t admit it, but it’s not entirely because of the scarf tight as a noose around his throat.

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One Night Was All Part 4

A/N: I’m on a bit of a roll today it seems, but I want to try and get these out before tonight, I’ll be doing a writing challenge for the next week and might not have much in the way of my series’ coming out :)

Pairings: Dean Winchester x Reader

Tagging: @brooklyn-writes-flangst

Warnings: Crying, mild self hating, swearing

Word Count: 1237

Summary: A new year’s eve party with your best friend and the cute neighbour you’ve been eyeing off ever since he moved in across the street…what could possibly go wrong?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Three weeks later and I still hadn’t spoken to him; choosing to take the low road and act like a coward instead; Charlie had even given up forcing us to talk, shaking her head at me in exasperation every time I caught a glimpse of him out of the kitchen window. I’d watch him until he disappeared, either behind the front door or into the garage, and every time I would sigh, move away from the window and ignore Charlie’s pointed glare. We’d had the same argument so many times already my answers became second nature, I didn’t have to think about them. I knew that it shouldn’t have affected me this much, strangers sleep together all the time, hell Charlie’s done it countless times. But I just couldn’t shake the feeling that trying to get to know him after would be awkward and uncomfortable for us both, how do you go from your bodies sliding together under the sheets in sweaty passion to asking what his childhood pet’s name was? No, it was probably better for the both of us if we didn’t talk.

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anonymous asked:

what do you think Nick and Charlie said to each other the first time Nick came to visit him?

oh wow that’s a big question…

trigger warning for suicide attempt/anorexia/self harm/hospital i guess

trigger warning for i just wrote something so sad i made myself cry

(nick and charlie are from my novel, Solitaire, and the spin-off novellas, Nick and Charlie and This Winter. this is not an officially canon story - this is just a thing i wrote in response to a prompt… aka i reserve the right to change what happens here. i haven’t even written this in the first person i’m literally just explaining what happens.)

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for flannel4lyfe.

deancas, ft. charlie bradbury.

Cas grumbled darkly to himself, craning his neck to look over the shoulder of the person in front of him. He’d lost the group. Again.

This was getting old.

He didn’t even like the mall, he had only been there in the first place because Charlie and Dean were freaking out over some movie- The Games of Thirst, or something of the sort.


The frantic call came from his direct left and Castiel swerved, smacking straight into a familiar leather jacket. Dean.

“I’ve been looking for you everywhere, man.” Dean said and Cas smirked.

“Worried about me?”

“Perpetually,” he snarked, and Cas laughed, shaking his head. “You’re so goddamn short, I’m always losing you.”

Cas folded his arms, eyes narrowed. “I am not short, I am vertically challenged.

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