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bts reaction: stealing a shirt/your shirt gets ruined

hey everyone this is my first piece on this blog so i hope you like it! thank you so much for requesting han~~ also some responses don’t follow the prompt exactly but i hope that’s okay!

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jin: the venue had started to empty out and staff began to put the merch away. you quickly walked by the booths in hope of snatching a shirt and continue walking without being noticed. you had wanted a shirt so badly, but unfortunately you could not afford one. your hand clutched onto one of the shirts laid out on the table while keeping your head down and you quickly swiped your hand back, but not before a hand gripped your wrist. “hey!” a strong voice said from behind you. when you turned around you came face to face with jin and you felt your chest constrict and your cheeks redden. “oh my gosh I-I uh i’m so-sorry!” the hand holding the shirt loosened and fell to the ground. jin smiled at your embarrassed expression before picking up the shirt and pulling out a sharpie, “hey it’s alright, here,” jin signed the sleeve of the shirt with a sharpie before handing it back to you, “it’s on me.” tears came to your eyes as you clutched the shirt in your hands. “thank yo-u so much,” you choked out. jin smiled giving you a hug before waving you off saying he had to go. upon leaving the venue you looked at the shirt ‘beauty is still evident even in the less fortunate. take care sweetheart, jin xx’

Originally posted by pjmksj

yoongi: you spotted a stray shirt lying on the floor outside one of the bathrooms and you quickly walked towards it to pick it up ‘better than nothing’ you thought as you grabbed the shirt from the floor at the same time as someone else. you were about to yell but you looked up and made eye contact with suga, only a couple centimeters away from your face. a screech left your mouth and you flew backwards, letting go of the shirt. “i’m so s-sorry!.” you bowed your head in embarrassment. after a few seconds you looked up to see suga walking towards you, shirt in hand. that was when you noticed that he was shirtless. ‘shit’ you thought, that must have been his shirt. you could feel his breath as he stood in front of you “you can have it,” he said with a smirk on his face, sweat still dripping from his forehead from the show. “take it as a gift” he winked before walking back around the corner. you looked down at the shirt in your hand ‘holy shit.’

Originally posted by yoongles

hoseok: you stood in line for the merch for what seemed like hours before making it to the front. of course, being the last person in line, the merch was gone by the time you had made it to the front of the line. tears collected in your eyes as you nodded at the staff and began to walk away. you sat outside the front doors and sobbed into your hands ‘fucking stupid why did i wait so long’ a loud laugh whisked you out of your depressed state as a group of boys walked through the venue doors about a half hour later after the streets had cleared. “guys wait,” a voice said and you looked up and a gasp left your throat, “what’s wrong jagi?” hoseok crouched in front of you grabbing one of your hands. “u-um,” you stuttered not knowing what to say. “hey deep breaths jagi it’s alright,” hoseok smiled at you rubbing the back of your hand. “it’s stupid,” you said and hoseok shook his head, “nothing that makes you cry is stupid.” “i just- i don’t know- i came all the way here and i just really wanted a shirt to remember this amazing concert and they were gone and i was just upset,” ‘wow you sound really whiny’  you thought to yourself. hoseok stood up jogged back inside the venue and came back out about 2 minutes later with a shirt in his hand, “here sweetheart.” he smiled and winked, “glad you enjoyed the show.”

Originally posted by nnochu

namjoon: after waiting in line for what seemed like hours you finally bought your bts shirt. you clutched it to your body and made it back to your seat, setting it down. after the concert was over you and the girl next to you turned around to grab your merch and got ready to leave, but you noticed your shirt was missing. it was in the hand of the girl who was sitting next to you. “hey that’s my shirt,” you said pointing to the shirt in her hand. the girl rolled her eyes, “no it isn’t,” and tried to walk away. you reached out to grab the shirt but she pushed you back before you could grab it and walked away. there was no point in chasing her as you knew you weren’t going to be able to get that shirt back. you pulled yourself off and brushed off your thighs before sulking out of the venue. “hey jagi!” a voice said from your right and you turned to see namjoon standing on the edge of the stage, “come here.” you gulped and walked closer, eyes wide. “i saw what happened and that was unacceptable, here,” namjoon reached out towards you with a black bundle in his hand, it was a tshirt. “you di-didn’t have to do that,” you said eyes wide as you started at namjoon. namjoon shook his head “no, i don’t condone violence in any way and i’m sorry you were pushed, take it, i signed it for you,” he smiled as you grabbed the shirt, allowing his dimples to show. “take care jagi.”

Originally posted by yoonseok

jimin: after the amazing concert you started to walk out of the venue with a huge smile on your face, that was the best experience you have ever had. almost at the doors of the venue, you felt someone bump into you and a cold substance fall down your torso. the girl who had hit you snickered before walking away with her group of friends. tears gathered in your eyes as you stood embarrassingly trying to clean up the slushie as everyone left the venue. after about 20 minutes the floor was cleaned with copious amounts of paper towel but your shirt was completely ruined and sticky. a hand grabbed the paper towel that was sitting next to you and pulled off a piece. you looked up and jimin was standing there with a frown on his face, “i’m sorry that happened to you jagi,” he said as he gently started to wipe away the slushie that had gotten on your face and neck. you blushed furiously as you realized what was happening ‘oh my god oh my god jimin is touching me.’ “it’s alright,” you shyly responded while standing up from your spot on the ground. after all the slushie was wiped off your face, jimin took a step back before pulling his own shirt over his head. “jimin wha-,” you started to ask as your blush spread down your neck. “here take my shirt, i have plenty more jagi,” he said handing it over to you. “thank you so much jimin.” you looked down at the ground. “hey,” you heard him say and you looked up, “you’re beautiful, have a safe trip home.”

Originally posted by nnochu

taehyung: in the middle of one of bts’ songs you felt the girl next to you step closer and closer. you just figured she was trying to see better so you didn’t say anything about it. taehyung had been constantly going to standing in front of you as you were right up against the barrier. at the end of the song, tae kept looking towards you, but for some reason his brow was furrowed. ‘is he upset?’ you asked yourself, a frown setting on your face. “hey!” taehyung suddenly said as he quickly walked to the edge of the stage right in front of you, “put her bag down!” your eyes widened and you looked behind you to see the girl, who was standing next to you, in the middle of stealing a shirt from your bag. “security get her out of here, we don’t condone that type of behavior,” tae said in his deep voice making a shudder go down your spine. “come here sweetheart,” tae said reaching a hand out to you. you stepped closer and tentatively grasped his hand, “i’m so sorry about her, here.” one of the many bts shirts that had been thrown at them was in his hand, “take it.” you grasped the shirt before he winked at you and walked back on stage to join the boys. ‘what the fuck.’

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

jungkook: “that’ll be 65 dollars please,” the merch staff said looking at me expectantly. i counted my money quickly and realized that i was 5 dollars short, “um,” i stuttered looking up at the staff. he rolled his eyes at me and said, “get out of line,” before grabbing the merch from my hands and scoffing. you embarrassingly walked out of line as a few girls behind you snickered and took your place at the front of the line. i walked towards the back of the venue behind the merch stand and waited for the venue to clear out before you left. “pst,” a voice said from behind you and you turned to see jungkook peeking out from a curtain next to an unmarked room, “come here,” he whispered. you slowly walked behind the curtain to see jungkook standing there with a towel around his neck drenched in sweat. “i saw that you wanted a shirt but you couldn’t get one,” he said, “and we have plenty of extras so here jagi.” he handed you a shirt with a wink. “you really didn’t have to do that,” you shakily said while taking the shirt from his hand. “now go back out there and enjoy your night beautiful,” he winked before walking through a doorway. 

Originally posted by sugutie


It’s not hard to guess who inspired this, hm?


Well y'all seem to really like the concept of the Foxes being absolute shitheads when it comes to PR so here I go again

  • basically this is an AU where the Foxes never found out Andreil is a thing
  • but while these two are nothing short of repressed they are not subtle
  • like at all
  • but ours is a heteronormative world and so nobody catches on except the fan forums
  • which of course eventually gets the ear of the mainstream press
  • so one day at a panel some journalist asks Neil and Andrew to debunk the rumors
  • and I don’t mean he asks “so are you two really gay”
  • I mean he straight up says “people think you two are gay, care to lay those rumors to rest?”
  • BECAUSE GOD FORBID TWO OF THE BEST PLAYERS IN THE THE CLASS I LEAGUE MIGHT BE ANYTHING OTHER THAN HETEROSEXUAL
  • Neil and Andrew just look at that reporter and share a Look
  • what everyone think the Look means: “do people really think that? how moronic and desperate of them”
  • what the Look actually means: “do we make out right here right now just to spite this fucker?” “Abso-fucking-lutely”
  • so they do
  • they make out
  • for like a solid thirty seconds
  • naturally the reporters can’t take enough pictures
  • but actually the shot that gets used the most is one that posted by a fan on Twitter who was sitting in the back row
  • so while all the reporters just got shots of Andreil this fan got a video of the entire team
  • and
  • oh boy
  • does the internet gif the shit out of it
  • Andrew and Neil are making out
  • Aaron is catatonic
  • Nicky has a hand over his heart looking personally offended
  • Renee is just smiling cause she knew, she knew
  • but Allison is the one counting the bills that Dan and Matt fork over
  • Kevin just pulls out a flask and starts drinking then and there. Matt needs to help him get to the bus after.
  • the first team to ever beat Edgar Allen, ladies and gentlemen

me: lol I won’t need math in real life

me trying to count my money and figure out how many chicken nuggets I can buy at mcdonalds: 

Don't hand me more money..

If I’ve already entered it in don’t hand me more money. Sure, I can do basic math. But it’s a lot different when I’m under pressure like that. I have problems with anxiety. My mind goes blank when trying to do math if everyone is staring at me. You and your kids are staring at me. The people in line are staring at me. Maybe my co-worker right behind me at the other register is listening in. Also, I’m kind of a mindless zombie at work. It’s the only way to get by. Don’t make me think.
It might not be a major thing to you, but to me, it’s awful. Stop it.

*Sigh*
  • Hufflepuff: *walks up to Ravenclaw* Hey, Ravenclaw! What are you up to?
  • Ravenclaw: Counting my money.
  • Hufflepuff: Ohhh! What are you going to buy with your money?
  • Ravenclaw: A paddle boat.
  • Hufflepuff: Why?
  • Ravenclaw: *looking up at Hufflepuff with a serious face* So I can paddle away from the drama.
  • Hufflepuff: *confused as Ravenclaw points behind them*
  • Slytherin: RAVENCLAW TELL GRYFFINDOR I CAN JUMP HIGHER THAN THEY CAN!
  • Gryffindor: YEAH RIGHT! RAVENCLAW, TELL SLYTHERIN THAT I CAN RUN FASTER THAN THEM ANY DAY OF THE WEEK!
  • Hufflepuff: Oh...
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The final ride on The Great Movie Ride at Disney’s Hollywood Studios.

There are many videos claiming to be the “last” ride, but many are “the person recording the video’s last ride, and not the actual last time the attraction vehicle moved through the attraction with guests on board. As far as I can tell, the video above is the actual last ride, as there is nobody in the queue to get on, and no full ride vehicle leaving the station as this vehicle comes in (as I saw in the video included below).

Granted, here is another video – while this moment is briefly shown in the above video, it’s more extensively covered in this next one. After the final ride, the cast members came out for a curtain call. And to be honest, it moved me to tears. (this next video shows highlights of the “final ride” that they were on, even though you see another car load of guests entering the attraction as this vehicle pulls into the station, but it features a fantastic spieler when you can hear him, and the full curtain call at the end of the night).

[Edit: tumblr either won’t let me post the video or it’s down at the bottom of the post, but it’s at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k2QVUbDSPBc – it’s more of a highlight reel than a ride-thru, but the full curtain call is at 8:49]

The cast member on your right who is involved in the curtain call seems overwhelmed.

And I definitely get that. The first time I left Disney, when life circumstances led me to Illinois even though I didn’t want to leave, I was granted a request to sell balloons on my last day, with a closing shift. The park closed at 11:00pm, so I was supposed to head back to have my inventory taken and then count my money at 11:45pm, and be off by 12:30am..

But I was always fast with my money, so I stayed out in Town Square until 12:30am, at which point my emotions got the best of me. One of my favorite things was to see kids sleeping in strollers as their parents pushed them back to their cars. Because I remember, as a kid, days after being at Disneyland when I didn’t remember whether I had actually been there, or if it had just been a wonderful dream (and then I’d see the new pin or other souvenir I got and realize that it was real). And I loved seeing people hesitant to leave the park, because for some it was a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

I had to get myself off Main Street when I started feeling the sobs coming on.

I mean…it was my last day. My paycheck was ready. If I had stayed out later, I wouldn’t have been paid for it, and I was okay with that. My goal was to stay out until the last guest had left.

But I had to exit, stage left, before that happened. I didn’t want to have to explain why the balloon vendor had tears streaming down his cheeks.

So while I was off about 15 minutes late that night after having my balloons counted and then turning in my money, I was okay with that (in fact, if I HAD stayed out until the last guest left, I would have been okay with not being paid for it, since it was my own call to stay out late against my orders to come in at 11:45).

But it may be one of my absolute favorite memories of working at Disneyland. I was back about 2½ years later, and worked there for a couple more years before life circumstances again got in the way.

But Disneyland still is (and very well could remain) my favorite former job.I like what I do now (shift manager at a casino, also the manager in charge of the bar at said casino after formerly managing security), and it’s easier work, but…Disneyland was special. And always will be to me. It was HARD work, physically…but SO rewarding mentally. The casino is mostly fun (except for a certain couple of guests), but…nowhere near as rewarding. I can’t make “magic” happen. It’s all based on random number generators.

But my casino life is beside the point here.

THE SIGNS AS DONALD TRUMP QUOTES
  • Aries: I beat China all the time. All the time.
  • Taurus: The only kind of people I want counting my money are little short guys that wear yamakas every day.
  • Gemini: I fully understand why her former husband left her for a man- he made a good decision.
  • Cancer: I don't like the crying.
  • Leo: All the women on The Apprentice flirted with me — consciously or unconsciously. That’s to be expected.
  • Virgo: Sorry losers and hates, but my IQ is one of the highest -and you all know it! Please don't feel so stupid or insecure,it's not your fault
  • Libra: Let me tell you, I'm a really smart guy. I was a really good student at the best school in the country.
  • Scorpio: I have a great relationship with the blacks.
  • Sagittarius: You know, it really doesn’t matter what the media write as long as you’ve got a young and beautiful piece of ass.
  • Capricorn: I will build a great wall — and nobody builds walls better than me, believe me —and I’ll build them very inexpensively. I will build a great, great wall on our southern border, and I will make Mexico pay for that wall. Mark my words.
  • Aquarius: I've said if Ivanka weren't my daughter, perhaps I'd be dating her.
  • Pisces: My fingers are long and beautiful, as, it has been well been documented, are various other parts of my body.
Krabby Patty Update!

*Plays Krusty Krab Training Video in my head

So for all my success that I share with you all in the future I’m going to title Krabby Patty instead of ‘hustle’. Why? Because the Krabby Patty is the ultimate deliciousness you could want and now I want to share my ‘Krabby Patty’ with you all. 

So this wonderful picture of my shopping spree and allowance came from two wonderful European men. English and German. 

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