holiday crowd

the best parts of the green day concert in dc last night

- A person in a pink bunny suit came out to hype up the crowd and then was dragged off by the legs. idk

- Bohemian Rhapsody blasting through the speakers before they took the stage, followed by Blitzkrieg Bop 

- They opened with Know Your Enemy. Throwing some major shade at the orange man there.

- during Bang Bang, Billie yelled “I want you all to sing so loud that that son of a bitch in the White House can hear you!”

-a little speech from Billie about being tired of conspiracy theories and wanting the truth, and how people need to spread love and tolerance, not hate

- When Billie had the lights turned out during Holiday, he had the crowd chant “No Racism Zone! No Sexism Zone! No Homophobia! And No More Walls!”

- water guns and a tee shirt cannon

- “HEY-OOOOO” all night long

- 2 kids were brought up to sing and got to crowd surf. The guy who sang Longview absolutely killed it, and after Billie got the mic back, he exclaimed “You trying to steal my job?”

- Mike busted out some nice moves and legwork

- A 16 yr old girl was brought up to play guitar, and you could tell she was shy but Billie encouraged her and tried to make her comfortable onstage. She received a standing ovation and cheers and THEN SHE GOT TO KEEP THE GUITAR

- Billie had the people from Maryland, Virginia, and D.C. cheer separately to gauge how many people from each area there was and then yelled out “Wow, there are a lot of Maryland folks here” (which, hell yeah, that’s where I’m from)

- After that, he ran off stage and onto the floor area to sing and play which was hilarious to watch bc there was a bunch of people suddenly migrating over to him like chicks drawn to a mama bird, and the security guys kept going back and forth trying to get people give Billie some space and you could just tell they were really exasperated.

- kickass harmonica solo 

-they played Burnout, which I got really excited about bc I really love that song and had practiced it the previous day along with concert staples just for fun, I didn’t expect them to actually play it

- “We all come from fucked up backgrounds, but when we come together like this, we can be fucked up together!”

-Tre sang the opening lines to shout while Billie played drums, and then skipped around the stage before going back to drums. Billie smacked his butt 

- Billie pulled at a fucking kazoo while Jason played the saxophone

- little tribute to George Michael

- Billie had the crowd sing Hey Jude

- At the end of American Idiot, Billie yelled “FUCK YOU, DONALD TRUMP!!!”

- They played Jesus of Suburbia, fuck yeah

in short, it was an awesome night and I hope I remember it for as long as I live

anonymous asked:

Did you know that Alex Hirsch said that the twins don't have an official canon religion,so that the fans can imagine the twins being whatever religion one wants them to be?This means we can imagine the twins praying to God together, going to Mass, recieving the Eucharist, battling demons with Holy Water and celebrating Christian holidays! And 16% of people in Piedmont are Catholic so maybe...OH MY GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE??!!! I think I just stumbled upon an amazing fan-art & headcanon idea!!!!!!

Are you asking me about Pines religion headcanons because it sounds like you are okay here goes:

  • Dipper and Mabel Pines: Father Jewish, mother Christian (unspecified). Because of the whole matrilineal descent thing, they won’t be considered Jewish themselves unless they decide to convert, but they’ve nonetheless received religious instruction from their father and it’s a big part of who they are. They’re still figuring things out. You gotta have holy water.
  • Stan Pines: Agnostic, raised Jewish but non-practicing. Stopped asking questions a long time ago.
  • Ford Pines: Raised Jewish, briefly a Cipher-worshipper, now honestly unsure what he believes. Still looking for the answers.
  • Soos Ramirez: Practicing Catholic raised by devout grandmother, dating another Catholic (Melody), goes to Mass every Sunday. Stan came to his confirmation.


 hey!! it’s been a while, tumbles. i made a music video for holiday star a few months ago, and i wanted to share it with ya’ll. enjoy!!

as long as you’re with me

pairing: keith/lance

words: 2.1k

rating: g

summary: Lance wants to make the best of their layover. Keith’s just sick and tired.


“I can’t believe we’re stuck here for four hours.”

“Oh, stop complaining. It won’t be that bad.”

Lance barely hears the muttered, “Yes, it will,” behind him, and chooses to ignore it. Keith can be super pessimistic sometimes, and he’s just grumpy because he has the sniffles. It’s unfortunate timing, for sure, but Lance is sure it won’t put too much of a damper on their vacation. At this point, not even a four hour layover could ruin his mood.

He wraps an arm around Keith’s shoulders and gives him a dopey grin. “The important thing is that we’re together.”

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  • Aoi: musicians can’t have any weekends or holidays, huh?!! (crowd: yeaaaah!)
Aoi: musicians don’t have time to sleep, huh?!!
  • (crowd: yeaaaah!)
  • but the fact is, that if I do everything according to plan, I would have plenty of time. 

  • why wasn’t I born to be a child who can accomplish anything he sets his mind to*?...(◞≼☉≽◟◞౪◟◞≼☉≽◟)
  • Aoi: "it would have been nice if you’d grown up to be a child who can accomplish anything he sets his mind to*..." hey! who said what my parents are thinking?!
  • Aoi: so, Shūji to Akira** are coming back?!
  • why couldn’t it be a trio of Kame and YamaPi and AoPi?, why...?
  • *He used YDK (Yareba Dekiru Ko = a child who can accomplish anything he sets his mind to).
  • **'Shūji to Akira' was a special temporary unit formed by Kazuya Kamenashi (Kame) and Tomohisa Yamashita (YamaPi). Shuji and Akira are the names of their characters in the drama 'Nobuta o Produce' and apparently they're coming back after 12 years. It seems, Aoi wants to join them and become a trio, being AoPi (as in YamaPi). >_<
A Happy Accident

Characters: Steve x Reader

Summary: After a chance meeting and the best night of your life you leave your future up to fate only to find that sometimes fate takes her sweet time getting her shit together.

Word Count: 1431 words

Prompt: Serendipity.

A/N: This is my entry for @hunters-from-stark-tower movie challenge.  It’s taken a while to post because to be honest Steve has been a bit of a bitch.  There was no way I could write all this in just one fic so here is part one of a few (still not finished writing so not sure how many total) and I hope you enjoy.

Originally posted by imagine-that-marvel

Making his way up the flight of stairs to the apartment he found himself humming the refrain of a familiar tune.  Today had definitely not been what he expected and he really hoped that you were tight in your crazy beliefs and that this was not just going to be one of those memories that, with time, would seem more and more like a dream.

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I’m serious though someday I really do hope we get a Ren’s day. I hope it’s in the autumn. We’ve got Mother’s day in spring, father’s day in summer, the winter is crowded with holidays. I think an autumn holiday celebrating nb parents would be lovely.

toruhajime  asked:

IwaOi 💘

Thank you Naz!! <33 

  • who hogs the duvet
    OIkawa, he likes the feeling of being in a blanket burrito, and Iwaizumi is naturally really warm so he doesn’t really need the duvet anyways~
  • who texts/rings to check how their day is going
    Oikawa will randomly text Iwaizumi during the day with a “<3″ or a silly emoji or a complaint (”Class is so boring ; ^ ;”), but if Oikawa has something important happening (a test, an interview, try-outs) Iwaizumi will always text Oikawa afterwards to see how it went (and if he gets a negative response, Iwa will call Oikawa to try and cheer him up) 
  • who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts
    Iwaizumi, not that Oikawa’s gifts aren’t interesting, but Iwa always knows how to make the smallest thing into something that will make Oikawa happy 
  • who gets up first in the morning
    Iwaizumi, he’s always been an early-riser and usually gets started with making breakfast (which wakes Oikawa up and then he sleepily stumbles into the kitchen to give Iwa a good-morning-and-thank-you smooch) 
  • who suggests new things in bed
    Oikawa! He wants to learn aaaalll the ways to make Iwaizumi melt~ 
  • who cries at movies
    Oikawa, but if it’s a film about animals and the animal dies, they both cry rivers 
  • who gives unprompted massages
    Oikawa, he’s really good at pressing the right pressure points and getting the right rhythm, and he likes seeing Iwaizumi relaxed and comfortable~ 
  • who fusses over the other when they’re sick
    They both fuss over each other a lot :’D  Oikawa’s a bad cook but he’ll try to make porridge anyways and feed it to Iwaizumi (who ends up having a coughing fit and nearly passing out), and Iwaizumi will patiently stay by Oikawa’s side, even when Oikawa’s sleeping 
  • who gets jealous easiest
    Oikawa! I feel like he’d be slightly more insecure about their relationship than Iwaizumi, so even though they’re both popular and both can get jealous, Oikawa’s happens more often, lasts a bit longer, and runs a little deeper 
  • who has the most embarrassing taste in music
    I feel like…Iwaizumi might have more unique music tastes….. while Oikawa is into dream pop, R&B, and indie 
  • who collects something unusual
    It’s not really unusual, but Oikawa collects photographs of moments he’s happiest with Iwaizumi, and is in the process of creating a scrapbook~
  • who takes the longest to get ready
    Oikawa! He cares more about how he appears and has to choose the right outfit, while Iwaizumi is fine wearing a sweatshirt, denim jacket, and worn jeans 
  • who is the most tidy and organised
    I think they’re both tidy people! When they start living together, their home is immaculate~
  • who gets most excited about the holidays
    Oikawaa~ he always loves doing typical couple-y things with Iwaizumi during the holidays and is the one making plans for them! Iwaizumi hates the crowds during holidays, but he loves having more time to spend with Oikawa so he bears with it 
  • who is the big spoon/little spoon
    Iwaizumi is the big spoon, OIkawa is the little spoon 
  • who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports
    Oh man they’re both super duper competitive lol, and when they’re pitted against each other things get intense really quickly! The competition usually ends up being neck and neck until one of them slips up a tiny bit which lets the other one win, but they both have a smile on their face as they shake hands with each other and say “good game” 
  • who starts the most arguments
    Oikawaaa, but it’s usually small things (”Iwa-chan why don’t you cook more spaghetti?” “Iwa-chan you left your underwear on the couch again”) and Iwaizumi may roll his eyes and make a smart remark in response but for the most part the conflict gets resolved quickly 
  • who suggests that they buy a pet
    Iwaizumi!~ But when he goes to the animal shelter he picks one of the older dogs who has less chance of getting adopted because he believes they deserve better 
  • what couple traditions they have
    They go cicada hunting during the summer; they take each other out to a fancy restaurant for their birthdays; they kiss each other gently and hold hands as they fall asleep; Sundays are sushi days; if one of them is feeling restless they’ll hop in the car and drive around aimlessly and soak in the silence, each other’s company, and the starry sky 
  • what tv shows they watch together
    Botched, Worst Cooks of America, and Shark Tank 
  • what other couple they hang out with
    MatsuHana, KageHina (when they’re adults), KuroDai 
  • how they spend time together as a couple
    Cuddling, watching TV, jogging together (with the dog), practicing volleyball, taking hikes with scenic views, traveling, bar hopping, one of them gazing at the other one when they aren’t looking, the other one doing the same moments after 
  • who made the first move
    Iwaizumi, Oikawa was actually too scared to really try and take their relationship further 
  • who brings flowers home
    Iwaizumi, sometimes it’s just one flower, sometimes it’s a bouquet, but every time it makes Oikawa’s heart bloom 
  • who is the best cook
    iwaizumi! Oikawa almost convinced him to try out for a cooking show at some point, but Iwaizumi didn’t want to be part of the drama 

Send me a ship!

TsukkiYama  KiyoYachi  KageHina  KenHina  TanaNoya  AkaKage  EnnoTana  IwaOi  BokuAka

W is for Wheezing (23/26)

Fandom: Star Trek (AOS/TOS).
 None, reader and Bones friendship.
Prompt: Fic 23 of 26 in the CMO’s Log – A to Z series.  Click here for a listing of all the fics in this series!  W is for Wheezing.
Word Count: 2649.
anxiety, asthma attack.
Rating: All ages.
Author’s Note: This fic was inspired by a discussion I had with a clueless pharma rep the other day, who tried to tell me that beta-blockers are totally 100% safe for asthma patients.  I wonder if I should print this out and attach a copy of it to the list of thousands of academic sources I can pull up that say otherwise…  Academy era.

W is for Wheezing

You glance at your watch and pop the tablet you’re palming into your mouth, chasing it with a sip of water.  You’ve got just over an hour until you’re due to give your first major faculty-wide research presentation and your nerves are so bad that you’re feeling weak in the knees even in your seated position. You just pray that the medication you’d been prescribed the day before will help soothe the anxiety you’re feeling. You know your stuff, but generalized anxiety doesn’t take holidays, especially where crowds of people are concerned.  The pill, as stated by your prescribing physician, is meant to regulate your heart rate so that you’re not feeling the pervasive physical anxiety you’ve come to associate with public speaking.

As the minutes tick by with other cadets presenting their projects, you shift anxiously in your seat, waiting, hoping for some sign that the medication is working.  Your symptoms don’t seem to be improving much, however, as you flatten a hand to your chest and realize that your heart is still pounding away as hard and fast as ever.

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“Sweet Tooth”

By: snowbellewells

So this little bitty drabble is in honor of the upcoming Easter holiday, and I just wanted to write it for some fluffy, happy fun. It takes place probably a couple of years in the future from where our show is now: Killian and Emma are married, they have a toddler daughter, and Henry is driving!  I think that’s really all you need to know in order to enjoy.  

Tagging some lovely folks who may enjoy…  @flslp87 @bromfieldhall @drowned-dreamer @mossandmushroom @kimmy46 @whimsicallyenchantedrose @jackieorioncat @kitkattin92 @kmomof4 @laschatzi @rere105 @blackwidownat2814 @spartanguard @startswithhope @revanmeetra87 @jennjenn615

           “Oh husband of mine…” Emma Swan’s voice drifted into the living room from the hall with a playful lilt she’d never had much occasion to use before meeting and falling for Killian Jones.  Well, she amended to herself wryly as she came up behind where he sat on their couch, hunched over furtively and clearly hiding something, at least not beyond skips she had intended to seduce before taking them down.  Still, using it to toy with her pirate a bit before catching him in some form of mischief was a much more entertaining scenario.

           She peered over his shoulder, eyes sparkling and a smug smile on her face, almost certain she knew what she was going to find, even as her fingers ran up his neck and scruffed through his coarse, dark hair before gipping it and pulling his head back a bit to meet her eyes where she hovered over him.

           Satisfied merriment flickered across his devilishly handsome face and in Killian’s brilliant blue gaze as she stared him down – almost as if he had wanted her to catch him all the time. It was in rare moments like this, precious bits of down time for the two of them together, in their home, safe and comfortable and able to simply be themselves, that Emma saw the playful, boyish side of Killian Jones emerge gleefully.  He’d had to grow up so fast, just as she had, that when the little boy he had been before betrayal, slavery, pain, and deprivation, felt assured enough to peek through just a bit in play with her, with Henry, or with their daughter, it was beautiful to see.  As a ship’s captain in a dangerous realm, fighting beings like Rumplestiltskin or in tenuous cahoots with such devious compatriots as Cora or Pan, his buoyant, youthful nature had found little outlet for hundreds of lonely years. Now, however, it was sweeter, gentler than that, and it warmed Emma’s heart.

           As her eyes trailed from his, she easily spotted the bag of individually wrapped miniature candy bars which she had been hiding in the kitchen cabinet behind her cocoa mix.  There were also three or four crumpled metallic gold Twix wrappers on the coffee table in front of him which Killian had not had time to hide. Not to mention the small trace of chocolate in the corner of his smile that she was already hankering to lick away in a slow, sultry kiss.

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[Pentagon] One Hit Wonder

↪Member: Yeo One

↪Genre: Fluff-ish?

↪Words: 1.1k

i feel like this came out kinda cheesy but i hope you all enjoy! (this kinda reminds me of Nick Jonas’ song jealous) the title is a pun and completely necessary!!


You walked hand-in-hand with your boyfriend, Changgu, through the post-holiday crowd in the mall. His family was hosting a fancy New Year’s Eve party, and he took you out to buy a nice dress to wear. You were absolutely excited, although nervous, to attend and meet his family.

“They’re going to love you, Y/N! What’s not to love?” he said with a smile as you two walked.

You replied, “I’m just worried about all the ‘what ifs’. Like, what if I accidentally trip and spill food all over my dress? Or, what if I can’t keep up with the conversations? Or, and hear me out on this one, what if all my hair just falls out? Boom. All gone. Right then and there.”

He burst out in laughter and moved his arm around your shoulders. “You worry too much, Y/N. Stop overthinking.”

You felt your stomach growl violently and said to Changgu in an aegyo voice, “Ah, I’m so hungry!” You dramatically put your arms around your stomach, earning a small laugh from your boyfriend.

“Come on, let’s go to the food court and get something to eat. We can look at shoes after.”

You sat patiently, reserving a table for you both in the mass of people. Changgu insisted you not lift a finger while he got the food for the two of you. You decided to pass the time on your phone while he waited in the long line.

You felt someone sit in front of you who you assumed to be your boyfriend.

“Finally!” you exclaimed. “I’m starv-”

You looked up to see that it wasn’t your boyfriend. In fact, you didn’t know who exactly it was. Your eyes widened as you gave the guy a weird look.

“Hey, what’s your name?” he slyly asked. You weren’t in the mood for this again.

“None of your business,” you said, making it clear you weren’t tolerating any of his nonsense.

He tried complimenting you despite your rejection. You made as little eye contact as possible, switching from your phone to looking for Changgu.

“Look. I have a boyfriend. Back off,” you said, surprising even yourself with the coldness in your voice.

He arrogantly laughed and said, “That’s cool and all. But I don’t give a damn.”

“Well you should,” a familiar voice stated behind the man. Changgu stood behind the man, carrying the tray of food. The look on his face was angry. No, beyond angry. His grip on the tray made you think he would break it in half right there. His chest was puffed out, and his stance was dominating.

The man stood up, and by this time, a few people were already glancing over, eager to catch a glimpse of the brewing drama.

He got in Changgu’s face, and said in a quiet yet threatening tone, “Oh yeah? Who’s gonna make me? You, pretty boy? Not a chance.”

He walk towards you and whispered to you in an appalling tone, “I know you would prefer me anyway, baby. I bet I could be so much better to you.” The voice sent shivers throughout you mixed with a feeling of disgust.

The creep made a move to grab your hand. Before you could pull your hand away and slap him into next week, your boyfriend moved quicker than lightning.

It all happened so fast. Changgu dropped the food tray and punched the man so hard that it hurt you just watching. You were actually still hungry and rapidly mourned the loss of the food that was now spread across the floor. The man fought back, hurting your boyfriend in the process.

A crowd stood around them as they fought. You tried yelling for them to stop, wanting to jump in yourself and pull them apart.

Men in the crowd separated the two and mall security quickly came and held them each down with force to stop the fighting.

Your only wish at that moment was to be invisible.

Back home, Changgu waited on the couch while you got him some ice and pain killers for his throbbing headache. The swollen lip that was once bleeding still pained him, and he had a couple bruises on his face. 

 "Here you go,“ you spoke as you handed him the makeshift pack of ice and pills. 

“Thank you, Y/N”, he said, trying to smile in a funny way. He took both pills in a single gulp of water.

You gave him a light smack on his shoulder and quickly spoke, “What were you thinking?! Who knows if he had a weapon on him! Or what if he would’ve pressed charges on you! You’re so lucky you didn’t get jail time!" 

He gave a half-hearted laugh, leaning back on the head of the couch, pressing the ice pack against his temple. "There you go again, always worrying. Besides,” he continued proudly, “That guy looks ten times worse than I do right now.”

“But it’s true! We probably won’t ever be allowed back in there. Well you probably won’t be allowed.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N. But that creep was hitting on you, and I could not stand to see him making way towards you. I probably wouldn’t have punched him if he had been the first guy to act this way. But he wasn’t. Y/N, I know you don’t see it but you are so pretty. Guys are always hitting on you or checking you out, and it makes me mad. No, furious.”

You never knew he had this side to him, and this was the first time you were hearing these thoughts. You secretly enjoyed it a bit that he was jealous and protective though. It showed he cared.

You looked at him sympathetically and kissed him lightly on the cheek. Moving his arm around you, you snuggled underneath and rested your head on his chest.

“I hope you know it’s not just me people are looking at,” you stated.

“What do you mean?” he asked you.

“Oh come on! You can’t be that blind Changgu! Girls are always looking at you!”

“Really?” he questioned. You nodded in reply, and he said, “Honestly, I have never even noticed that. I don’t pay attention to them because I’m too busy looking at you.”

His sweet words gave you little butterflies in your stomach. You kissed his lips, careful not to hurt them further.

“Ow!” he gasped, pretending to hold his lips in agony. When he saw the look of terror on your face, he burst out laughing. 

“That’s not funny!” you said, but you joined in the laughter. 

“Besides,” he started. “Just picture the guys’ faces when I tell them about this one.”

I wait for the holiday crowd to clear the beach
before stepping onto the first wave.

Soon I am walking across the Atlantic
thinking about Spain,
checking for whales, waterspouts.

I feel the water holding up my shifting weight.
Tonight I will sleep on its rocking surface.

But for now I try to imagine what
this must look like to the fish below,
the bottoms of my feet appearing, disappearing.

Billy Collins, “Walking Across the Atlantic”

please sir, step aside, this dog has some serious dog business that needs to be businessed

Character A vows to do something nice for a stranger during the Christmas time. Character B is that stranger.

Or: Liam informs Killian that his poor holiday luck is a result of his poor karma. Attempting to amend that, Killian decides to buy someone their dinner. Only that someone decides to handcuff him to the table in response.

I’m a day late with the holiday fic, but figured it’s still remotely applicable. Hope you all had a lovely holiday yesterday. 

bah, humbug

It’s not that he hates the holidays. It’s just –

“You’re a scrooge,” Liam comments, idly drying off a glass with the hand towel he typically keeps tucked through his belt loop. The bar is empty, a fine frost settling in over the windows, and it feels as if they’re the only two in the city. But they’re not. They’re definitely not. Because Killian had his foot stepped on no less than three times by the heaving, throbbing mass of people crowding the sidewalks and –


“I’m not a scrooge,” he mutters petulantly, giving in to the childish urge to flick the discarded napkin he folded into a tidy triangle directly at Liam’s head. Liam doesn’t react, even as it neatly bounces off the space between his eyebrows.

“Are you quite done throwing your tantrum?”

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We Are The In Crowd at their acoustic holiday show in Cambridge, MA at the Middle East Upstairs- 12/16/14

You can find these and the rest of the photos I took of them here!

All photos are mine, please don’t remove credit