hey new followers i like musicals

Why doesnt SOMEONE do something aobut ALL THESE FUCKING BOTS ON social MEDIA ???????????????
  • Co-Worker: *internally* The new guy is so cool. Well, I guess he's not the new guy anymore because he has been working here for months now, but he's still great. I look up to him so much. He's funny, and outgoing. He even gave me a cute nickname. He never recognizes my affection for him, but I think today is the day. Today is the day he'll realize how cool and cute I am.
  • Co-Worker: H-Hi!
  • New Guy: Hey, braids.
  • Co-Worker: Do you like music?
  • New Guy: Yeah, I mean everyone likes music. Kinda weird if you don't. You're friends with that rep, right?
  • Co-Worker: Huh?
  • New Guy: You know, the mopey one. Dark hair. Does she like me?
  • Co-Worker: Everyone likes you. I like you.
  • New Guy: Yeah, but that rep. That rep doesn't talk to me.
  • Co-Worker: I'm sure she likes you. You're so cool and kind and... uh, Britney Spears followed me on twitter!
  • New Guy: Whoa, what!? Britney Spears!? You're fucking joking!
  • Co-Worker: I'm serious. I guess, I'm really cool now. Hahahahahahahaha.
  • New Guy: Lemme see.
  • Co-Worker: Huh?
  • New Guy: Lemme see your phone. I wanna see Britney following you. Can you like DM her?
  • Co-Worker: You're not allowed to take your phone out at work.
  • New Guy: Come on, no one cares.
  • Co-Worker: Uh, here you go, I guess. *hands new guy her phone*
  • New Guy: *checks twitter* ...This is a bot.
  • Co-Worker: Huh?
  • New Guy: It's not the real Britney Spears, this is very obviously a bot.
  • Co-Worker: No, it's totally her. How can you even tell?
  • New Guy: First off, she only has two followers. One of which is you and the other is another Britney Spears bot. Secondly, her twitter name is Brittany Spear. Third, all of her posts are about discount fishing rods.
  • Co-Worker: Oh... I guess I didn't notice.
  • New Guy: You're fucking with me aren't you?
  • Co-Worker: *sweats* Sure, yeah.
  • New Guy: *laughs* I love you, braids. You're funny as shit.
  • Co-Worker: You love me!?
  • New Guy: Yeah, as a minor work acquaintance. Hey, if you talk to that rep later on, tell her to hit me up some time.
  • Co-Worker: Sure... yeah.
  • *later*
  • Co-Worker: *checking phone* It can't be a bot. It's definitely not a bot. Why would a Britney Spears bot follow me. I'm not even interested in fishing. It has to be the real Britney. *DMs the bot* Hey, hello Britney.
  • Brittany Spear: hi what're up :)
  • Co-Worker: Britney, I knew you were real!
  • Brittany Spear: lol hey ! :) :P
  • Co-Worker: Britney, you have to prove to this guy at my job that you're real. He's so cute and I love him so much and I want him to notice me.
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  • Co-Worker: Britney, this is serious.
  • Brittany Spear: Hi :)
  • Co-Worker: Britney PLS!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • Brittany Spear: do U want boys to like U 🤔
  • Co-Worker: Yes, Britney! Show me the way!
  • Brittany Spear: is verry easy just follow this link and find your way https://find.your.way.jp/4wfwf42435753g$single/trinity/
  • Co-Worker: *clicks link*
  • Co-Worker: *pupils dilate*
  • *later*
  • New Guy: *working halfheartedly*
  • Co-Worker: *stumbles into new guy's cubicle* Greeting.
  • New Guy: Hey, braids.
  • Co-Worker: Does your like fishing?
  • New Guy: Nah. Never been much of an outdoorsman unless it involves extreme sports.
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  • New Guy: You alright, braids? You sound kinda complete weird, and your eyes are a little completely black.
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  • New Guy: Uh... yeah. *leads co-worker out of his cubicle* I'm kinda completely busy at the moment. So I'll talk to you later braids. You should probably get back to work too.
  • Co-Worker: Been rejected? I can help you. Popular girls are on hand to chat 24/7 with advice at www DOT ez DASH chat DOT co DOT nz FORWARDSLASH promo FORWARDSLASH res575929682
  • *later*
  • Brittany Spear: *tweets* Why is it so dark? Why am I so numb?
Distraction

 Request: Emmett finds this girl on the side of the street broken and abused. He takes her to Carlisle and Carlisle fixes her up, but Emmett becomes like a protector for her because he’s drawn to her. (Maybe a parent abusing her, lots of angst) Then her and Emmett get super close and become inseparable and at first it’s friendly but one night she walks in on Emmett taking a shower or something, and I’ll let you take it from there lol (but make it smutty please)

Pairing: Emmett x reader 

Warnings: Smut, abuse ment. slight injury 

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I need blogs to follow, y'all

Hey! So I’m currently transitioning my blog from a 5sos blog to a (mostly) musical blog with an emphasis on the Newsies and my writing because I’m trASH

That also means that I’m looking for new blogs to follow! If you blog about any of these (semi-random) things, please like or reblog and I will check out your blog and follow!

Newsies - literally anything related to it
Falsettos
Hamilton
Dear Evan Hansen
Spring Awakening
Heathers
Harry Styles
RuPaul’s drag race
Anything aesthetic-y idk

I honestly don’t know if anyone will see this but if you do, hmu

I need people to follow

Hey so my blog is rather empty at the moment. And I’d love to find some new blogs check them out and follow. So please reblog or like if you post
🌵Aesthetic
🌹Plants
👽Grunge
💄Makeup
🍀Holistic stuff
🌑Wicca
🍌 vegan
🎸Music
✏Art
✒Tattoos
📝 poetry writing
🎥Your a youtuber
🙋Feminism
👍Anything good

If you follow I’ll follow back

Hey all

I need to follow some more/new blogs.

Please like or reblog this if you have any of the following content:  (It doesn’t have to be the only thing you have.)


Rent (the musical)

LGBTQIA*

Transgender (particularly ftm)

Harry Potter (particularly Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, or Charlie Weasley)

Lord of the Rings 

Puns

Animals (especially guinea pigs, tortoises, cats, and pitbulls)

Smoke/cigarettes

Purple

Pastel Goth

Defying Gender Norms

Queer

Sex Positivity

Quotes

Nature (Particularly Oceans or Mountains)

YouTubers (especially Chase Ross, Aaron Ansuini, Jamie Raines, Stef Sanjati)

Computer Games (Fallout, Sims, Minecraft)

Or generally nerdy and queer things!

Hey there everyone! I just wanted to say welcome to all of our new followers! 


For those of you who don’t know, this blog is dedicated to content creators. We mainly focus on visual art, [animation, drawings, etc] but we also try to help promote and share stuff for 3D art, crafts, sewing, music, writing, and more! So if you, your friend, or just a creative person you really like posts any sort of self-made content, please reblog or like this post so we can check out your blog and help you get some notes!

-Mod Nick

Hey homies;

Like/reblog this if you post;
-80’s movies
-80s music (specifically pop/punk-post punk/new wave. But rock works too!)
-80s fashion
-80s aesthetics
-80s actors or musicians
-Anything about Tears For Fears
-Musical Theatre
-anything that has to do with the vibe of that list

I need to follow more people!

Caught Red Handed


            “Little bit closer please.” The director commanded through the speaker. Dean moved his body closer to you then both of you smiled to camera. 

            “Good! Lets take a break.“ The director gave compliment and followed by claps from the staffs sign that both of you did a great job. You were filming CF together, with the talented producer, rising RnB star, Korean news wave; Dean. 

            You’ve known each other for pretty long time since you did an interview with him in MBC station and now you met again after a year at the shoes commercial. Dean walked slowly to his couch to get some rest, the first scene is already done. Then nine scenes left waiting of him. The shoot went fun because mostly of the director and the staff were already work with him before in another project, so it’s easy for him to get along beside the fact you were also someone whom he knew before. 

            You decided to approach him first, to greet him after long time not seeing each other, “Oppa, have you eat something?” You asked, you brought a red big bag with many lunch box inside of it which was enough for Dean and his staff. 

            Dean looked up to you and smiled when he noticed the bag on your hand, “No, I haven’t. Why? What is that?” He curiously eyeing your bag. 

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( *`ω´)REBLOG/LIKE IF...

HEY, HI. I NEED SOME HELP.

I really need blogs to follow. I feel like my dash is dead. I wanna new posts, new people. So, please, if you got any of this kind of things(?), reblog or like:

-anime
-aesthetic things
-pastel
-manga
-cute things, REALLY CUTE THINGS.
-all about japan/korea
-traditional places
-k-music, j-music
-so yes, kpop and jpop and more
-pink, mint, sky blue
-studyblr
-anime again
-tokyo ghoul, scc, and more ok
-food
-people who speaks spanish, because my english is not good at all i need my idiom here ;-;

I’ll check all

anonymous asked:

So I donated to your kickstarter so long ago that I can't even remember when it was and you haven't been making updates about the progress of the album in a very long time. I know life happens and sometimes things get pushed back but I'm starting to wonder where my money went and if I will ever get the vinyl I paid for. It's been well over a year and it's making me think you just took everyone's money and don't really care how long they have to wait to see what they paid for come to life.

this mite be a long post! please for the love of god feel free to scroll beyond if u dont care, i truly hate when people fuck up my feed with their essays so ya. that is my disclaimer here. ok.

ok. deep breath.
i talk about this/my campaign/my project VERY often on twitter (it’s distracting and often harmful for me to use tumblr and facebook regularly. sorry if that’s inconvenient). i realize most people aren’t actively checking my shit & that my tweets get buried in the constant avalanche of my stupid thoughts, so i’ll summarize the past year or so. hopefully whoever left this anonymous message will check back to see the answer and if so, i IMPLORE u to read the entire thing instead of picking out details from the first 4 sentences and sending me another message about how i stole your fucking money.

my album is almost finished. i’ve said this multiple times over the course of the past year, but this time it’s like, legitimately fact. i’m feeling extra sensitive right now and reading this message felt like stepping on a rusty nail, so i’ll go ahead and give you as many details as possible to explain why it’s taken me over a year to complete my first full-length album. 

i am an independent artist, as you probably know. i am also an extreme perfectionist. when i began my kickstarter campaign in september of 2015, i had about 30 songs written that i’d poorly recorded in my shitty apartment, many of which i hoped to record professionally for my first proper (and physical) release. i could not fucking stand the thought of being contractually obligated to make music via label and figured kickstarter was my last hope. i honestly thought it would fail miserably and decided that when my campaign came to a humiliating end, i’d move on from music and do something else that wouldn’t make me feel so fucking horrible about myself. somehow, thanks to you and everyone else who made my dream come true, i made enough money to actually make a record.

two months later in january of 2016, i went home to florida from LA to visit my family for the holidays. thanks to my incredible fucking luck, some kind of crime ring was hitting licks on every major airline’s baggage claim at LAX post-holiday and my luggage containing 3 notebooks filled with all of my lyrics, 2 external hard drives and a bunch of little USB drives containing 2 years of my work were stolen. hmu if u want the police report for proof. 

i lost a lot of work (and learned the value of The Cloud- i hate to trust it after my nudes were leaked and my fucking whole bank account was emptied after someone hacked my shit in 2014, but here we are) and basically all morale but pieced together what i could from what i had left. i hired a producer i’ve admired for years to be the executive producer of my record and decided this fucking bullshit was an opportunity to make my shit better. due to unfortunate, unforgivable and honestly criminal circumstances, this fucking psycho wasted an upsetting amount of my time and decided to back out of my project. THAT particular situation keeps me up at night and i fucking live for the day i can tell that goddamn story, it truly shocks me that a human being could do me like that fool did me, yall will find out one day but ahem. anyway. 

after this incredible fucking scam, i decided to ONCE AGAIN start anew considering the legal and financial obligations of releasing music that had been co-written by this bad fucking person. i left my home in LA and went to stay at my dad’s house in florida, spent literally all of my time mastering production software and learning to play piano, and filled in all the shit i’d lost with new things i’d written and produced entirely on my own. then i got married, but that’s unimportant to this story. actually it is like, kind of important, but whatever.

i was diagnosed with bipolar disorder in january 2016 and in march of 2016 i attempted suicide. i left an organized folder of songs, mockups for art, my bank account info and a note to my manager to make sure that my album was released because i literally could not comfortably die knowing that i let down the people who gave me money. im not tryna make anyone feel bad im just like saying cuz its part of the whole shit. anyway, i failed at killing myself and woke up in a bathtub of puke ready to go the fuck off. haven’t wanted to die since.

ahem. so. since i’m honestly 100% unable to trust a single fucking human being with my work and my thoughts after what happened up there ^^^^, i decided to set up a room in my new home for recording. i wrote, recorded, and produced (with some help, but like please bitch give me credit here) a fucking entire new album that i actually LIKED. im not shy about the fact that i think my music is stupid gimmicky- after trying to die and not dying and then getting help i realize i have like a little bit of talent i should actually appreciate. i finished recording and producing it, hired a person i trusted with a degree in music production to help me polish it and alas, he ran off without a single fucking word. thankfully i didn’t pay him a cent but like hey there u follow me on twitter and FUCK. YOU.

so now, as of about a month ago, i’ve absolutely perfected my songs (as much as i can- i still lose sleep over the imperfections im just not good enough to fix) and i’ve found the most trustworthy, hardworking team i’ve ever met to finish this shit. it’s demoralizing to recap the past year, mostly bc it was so fucking horrible for me, but i can promise you the last thing i would ever ever ever ever do is take a bunch of money and dip out with it. i do literally every single piece of this shit on my own, from the music to visuals to branding, and it’s hard. it’s time consuming. i have a job outside of music to provide for myself and for my family, and that takes up my time too. 

so i really apologize for the amount of time it’s taken for this record to be released. it fucking kills me to be waiting and i didn’t spend your money; god knows i would never in my fucking life just STEAL your money. the fact that anyone would ever accuse me of that makes me ILL.

i just want ya’ll to know there’s nothing easy about releasing music as an independent artist, especially one who refuses to accept anything less than perfection, and ESPECIALLY one who refuses to be disrespected and taken advantage of. i’m doing my best, and it took me a while. i feel like it’s worth it. it’ll be another 2 months or so. hit me up if you want a refund on your vinyl.

I need more Dragon Age on my dash!

Hey guys!! I’d like to see more DA on my dash. My only requirements for following are:

- If you’re mainly a DA blog (other fandoms are great but I’d rather focus on this one)
- Drama/hate-free blogs

That’s about it folks! All characters welcome, dragon age meta welcome, mods, screenarchery, FANART, music, fics, etc etc etc WELCOME. I love meeting new people so bonus points if you’re sociable too! Like and/or reblog and I’ll check your blog out. Thanks!

Classical Music Blog?

Hey, I’m new to the classical music community on tumblr and would love to follow your blogs! This is a secondary blog, so I would be following you with my default. 

If your blog contains posts on classical music, any kind of instruments, orchestra, composers, life as a musician/music major… etc…(in short, ANYTHING to do with classical music)…

…please like or reblog this so I can follow you lovely people! <3 

  • Hey cuties, I can never find anything i'd like to reblog on here anymore so I rarely post now. I'm just always around lurking on the down low hahah. If you run a pop punk blog or know any sick blogs I should follow let me know! I'd like to start posting more. Like this if you'd like me to check out your tumblr! thanks loves.

New Hannibal Blog

Hey people! Are you a fan of Hannibal? Murder Husbands anyone? Do you enjoy the look of France and all it’s done for us? (Que Hamilton music) Then this blog is for you! Sounding too much like an self advertisement? Probably is… anyways! I recently created a Hannigram blog! I’m still catching up but that doesn’t mean I can’t peruse my dreams. Go go follow @falling-off-cliffs-is-gay !!!!

anonymous asked:

Hey, so I've been following you for the past few weeks and at first it was actualy by mistake because Im new on Tumblr and I've been fumbling my way through but honestly if I had to follow one person I'm glad it was you because I love all your content, your art, your music. I just love how productive and creative you are and seeing your posts are a higlight of my days. So really thank you for sharing all that awesomness with us. I've gotten attached to you and your OCs and honestly, yaaaaaaaaaas

oh my god this is like,,,, the sweetest ask ever, thank you so much for your praise, im glad i can be a nice part of your day!!! //>w<//

Hey guys, I haven’t been on Tumblr for almost 2 years and now I’m looking for new people to follow. If you post any of these

Scenery (preferably misty, forestry stuff)
Men’s fashion
Alt fashion
Alt music
Green aesthetic
Grunge aesthetic
Romance aesthetic
Mental health help
Skateboarding

Follow/reblog/like this post and I’ll follow your page 😊

I need friends

Hey anyone reading this. If you like any of the following, please message me. I really need friends mostly because the onces I have are really toxic:

-Harry Potter
-Thomas Sander
-Hamilton
-Dear Evan Hansen
-Heathers
-Wicked
-Riverdale
-Disney Descendants
-Disney
-Anime
-Animals
-Drawing
-makeup
-Supergirl
-DC
-Marvel

I might have missed a couple but I really hope I can make new friends.

DAY SEVEN: Hallways

WELL… i’m a little late on this one. but whatever! 

FINAL DAY! EXCEPT NOT REALLY! a story about a world where soulmates are connected through their dreams by hallways. soulmates can pass through these hallways, but to their mates, they’ll always appear invisible in this dreaming world unless they’ve met once in the waking world. max and johnny are in this one.

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((A/N: New character being introduced to the blog!))


The party was in full swing, but Foster wasn’t really feeling it. He’d come at Beni’s request (he wasn’t gonna turn down an invite to his friend’s party), and he’d even managed to get into it a little. But as the night wore on, his buzz began to wear off, taking the fun with it.

To make matters worse, he seemed to be the only one /not/ enjoying himself to the fullest.

Well, that wasn’t strictly true.

Across the room, he could see someone keeping to himself, leaning against the wall with his drink in hand, not bothering trying to spark up any conversation. He looked nervous, his fingers tapping the red solo cup and eyes glued to the floor.

He had to be some new friend. Maybe someone from Beni’s work, or just someone who’d gotten dragged along by a group and didn’t know anyone at all.

For a short moment, on accident, he locked eyes with this guy. The stranger quirked an awkward smile over at Foster, sharing a look of “I’d rather be at home”. A girl who came up to his side, drunk and excited, pointed over in another guy’s direction and shoved him over. Then it made sense. She was trying to get him to meet someone, and he swiftly failed, the stranger he attempted talking to not giving him much attention.

She scoffed, shoved his shoulder and walked away, leaving him there standing awkwardly in the middle of the room. He stumbled to walk out suddenly, awkwardly pushing through people until he accidentally ran into someone, bumping right into Foster, his half empty drink spilling all over the front of his shirt.

“Whoa, hey man.” Foster looked down at his shirt, shaking some of the alcohol that was dripping down his arm. “Slow down. The party’s not going anywhere.”

“I-I’m sorry,” he stuttered quickly, more alarmed than he probably should have been. “I’m just….” He shrugged, looking around, unsure of where he was going. “I-I should get you something to clean up with… um…”

“Relax man, it’s chill. No harm done.”

“N-No, it’s not okay,” he sighed, looking behind him again. That guy he encountered was still there, glancing over at him, and he felt his face go red with embarrassment.

Foster smiled, trying to lighten the mood. “Hey man, breathe, alright? Shit happens.”

“But it’s not just that…” He raised his voice a little, panicking and heading toward the front door in what looked like quite the overreaction.

Foster followed after him, feeling partially responsible for the guy getting so upset, but also understanding that there was more to it than simply spilling a drink.

The quiet outside was almost deafening compared to the loud music in the house. The new guy was on the steps, looking shaky and holding his head.

Foster cleared his throat, not wanting to startle him. “Hey. You alright?”

He popped his head up, looking away just as he noticed it was him, but he maybe sat up a little too fast. “I-I’m fine,” he mumbled.

“I’m sure.” Foster took a step towards him. “Seriously though, you look like you’re about to have a heart attack.”

“Feels like it,” he said, chuckling breathlessly. “It’s nothing, just… dizzy. There’s so many people here…”

“Beni definitely knows how to do it up,” Foster agreed, eying him like he expected the kid to just keel over any second. “Maybe you should sit down for a bit.”

“Y-Yeah…” He reached out and held onto the railing, sitting down on the steps. He looked sick, wobbly, groaning and resting his head on his knees.

Foster sat down beside him. “I take it you’re not much for partying…”

“Not really, no,” he sighed. “You didn’t look like you were having fun either.”

“Yeah, well…” Foster smiled, letting it end there. “I’m Foster, by the way.”

“Avery,” he answered, peeking over at him with a frown. “… I’m still sorry. About your shirt. I just had to get away from people for a bit. Didn’t mean to get all freaked out…”

“Hey, no problem. It’ll wash out,” Foster said, plucking absently at the damp fabric. “So why come at all if you’re not into it?”

“I dunno… my friend ask me to come. Told me she was going to hook me up.” Avery scoffed.

“Yikes. Sounds…helpful?” Foster chuckled. “You don’t seem like someone who would really date a partier, though. Just sayin’.”

“I guess I’m just not the dating type in general,” Avery huffed. “I mean, that guy barely looked at me and turned me down, so…”

“His loss then. Don’t let it get to you.”

“A little late for that… so embarrassing. Everyone saw it, too…” Avery sighed. He sat up suddenly and leaned against the railing again. “…I don’t feel good.”

Foster watched Avery go pale as his breathing became panicky again. He placed a hand firmly on Avery’s shoulder. “Easy, man. Just breathe, okay? I’m sure no one noticed.”

Avery nodded slowly, breathing in and out slowly. He tried to stave it off, but the nausea was getting worse, and he put a hand over his own mouth, tensing up with a sudden gag.

“Whoa! Jeez, okay…” Foster shifted his hand to Avery’s back, rubbing a gentle circle across his shoulders. “I got ya, man. Go ahead if you need to.”

Avery whined behind his hand, but he gave in. He quickly leaned his head under the railings, heaving what little he had on his stomach into the bushes. The small bit of alcohol he had didn’t help, and he groaned at the sour taste of beer in his mouth, only making him gag and retch again.

Foster continued to rub his back, wincing a little in sympathy. “Man, it’s really not turning out to be a fun night for you, huh?”

Avery made an almost comical annoyed sound, coughing a little, his head still hanging under the railing. He seemed to at least have expected to feel sick. Something told Foster this guy had this problem often.

“…Go on without me,” he joked, trying to play it off and pretend he wasn’t panicking still. “I’m already dead from embarrassment, there’s no helping me.”

“Hey, ‘no man left behind’, right?” Foster joked, giving him a pat on the back. “Do you want me to get someone? I could find your friend for you and tell her you’re, uh…ready to go home.”

“No, don’t…” he whined. “She’ll just make it worse. I can just… walk back or something.”

Based on what Foster had seen, he had no doubt Avery was right.

“At least let me give you a ride or something,” he said. “It’s late.”

“Are you sure? I don’t wanna ruin the party for you, I-if you’re having fun here…”

“Nah, I was about to take off anyway.” His hand lingered on Avery’s back. “You good now? No rush. Just don’t want you puking in my car.”

Avery nodded, still obviously dizzy, but at least his stomach was empty. “I think I’m alright…”

“Good deal.” Foster stood, holding out a hand to help Avery to his feet. “My car’s just over there.”

Avery smiled a little and took his hand, getting to his feet and following him out on wobbly legs. “Thanks…”

Orchestra Follow Train

Hey Musicblrs! I’m new to the music community, let’s get ourselves out there!
I’m Camra, a 15 year old sophomore. I play violin, viola, piano, and guitar (bass, the basic 6 string, and the lil one)

Reblog with information about yourself, and follow the other people on this!!