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Connections Tags: Lovely Little Lonely - The Maine

It’s been quite a while since I’ve done one of these, but today is a special occasion! The Maine released their sixth album, Lovely Little Lonely, and it’s probably all I’ll talk about for the rest of the month tbh. Anyway, under the cut you’ll find #115 connections tags for your OTPs, brOTPs, nOTPs, etc. from the album’s lyrics! This album is a work of art; you’re absolutely missing out if you sleep on it. 

Hope this helps! I had to do this by ear, since their album shipment is running late and I don’t have a lyric packet, so some lyrics could be off! Should be close enough though lmao.

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anonymous asked:

So people are theorizing that MMB/KP arrived together to push the C@rzekiel thing and I've also seen it theorized that Gimple will purposely dissuade MMB/NR photos Bc C@ryl will happen. And I'm over here thinking none of this shit means a thing and we've had NR buried in MMB's lap when they barely had any screen time together and we've had EK climbing NR when she was already dead. So, like, can we stop these red carpet and comicon conspiracy theories when they've been proven completely false?

Nothing else to add really lmao. People need to stop reading so much into these stuff, it had nothing to do with ships or the show.


i’ve hit 200+ followers and i don’t have time to make a big fancy post about it BUT i just want you all to know that i love and appreciate everyone who has taken the time to follow me and has engaged with and in some cases come to love myriam as much as i do! i have had so much fun with this blog so far and can’t wait til the future! 


but here are a list of my specials <3 

@killthebxy || @bearmaiiden || @ofbrokenmen / @trystcne / @telmcrine || @ofthewhitehands || @defenderofthegrove || @secxndstark || @illegitimatesnow || @crowncdcrow || @saltveined || @snarkofstark || @starkmatriarch || @handofhonor || @benjenstcrk || @needlcd || @iarainn || @unfcrtunatesculs || AND EVERYONE ELSE TOO <3 

i’m sorry if you felt like you should be on this list and you’re not, it’s nothing personal lmao i’ve probably just missed a couple because i’m very scatterbrained at the moment


clsirdelune  asked:

beau, can you rec me some of your fav romcom? thank you! x

of course bb! some of these might have more of a drama element than a strong comedy element but they’re all my faves so i hope you enjoy. in no particular order:

  • clueless (duh)
  • bridget jones’s diary (ditto)
  • she’s the man (this was my Favourite Movie of All Movies for like five years. and for good reason. CHANNING TATUM IN HIS PRIME TBH)
  • bring it on (KIRSTEN DUNST IN HER PRIME TBH!!! i fuckin love that guy she ends up with, he’s the perf combo of snarky musician hipster bs to balance out her perky blonde go-getter cheerleader-y-ness. why am i even saying this though like the odds are you’ve already seen this movie and LOVE IT TOO. also the clovers are everything)
  • john tucker must die (silly. also fantastic. also female friendships!!!)
  • monte carlo (idk why i love this movie so much but i really do. leighton meester’s character’s storyline makes me cry and want to fall in love and go swimming in a really cute one piece. selena gomez’s character’s storyline is cliche but also very sweet)
  • the proposal (forever and ever and ever favourite)
  • 10 things i hate about you (kat stratford is everything i aspire to be. why is there no heath ledger look-a-like in my life surprising me with a guitar i would never be able to play and a really hot make out session against my car that i don’t own)
  • amelie (THE ULTIMATE. mostly rommy, a bit commy, 100% magical and life-changing tbh)
  • begin again (i love this movie more than i ever thought possible - it improves on every rewatch - also i love the ending like. a lot. a lot a lot. very genuine and bittersweet and real. and the songs are REALLY GOOD you will replay that ost for a week straight i s2g)
  • flipped (so sweet you will PUKE. also highly underrated. PLEASE WATCH THIS MOVIE AND SHARE THE LOVE IT DESERVES)
  • miss congeniality (one of the defining rom coms of my life)
  • the duff (this movie has a gr8 message, whatever those who have read the book but not seen the movie say. also robbie amell and mae whitman are magical together)
  • you’ve got mail (you will cry. a lot. if you don’t cry i don’t want to know you)
  • when harry met sally (do not talk to me about this film i have too many feels about it i will punch you in the face.)
  • she’s all that (remember when freddie prinze jnr was like sooooooo hot in 1998 or whatever? WEIRD TIMES. whatever, just play “kiss me” by sixpence none the richer on repeat and cry with me)
  • it’s a boy girl thing (cringeworthy with the humour sometimes but the two leads have surprisingly amazing chemistry. i rewatch this every year and i love it a lot)
  • breakfast at tiffany’s (very rommy, not particularly commy but still wonderful. audrey hepburn was the most beautiful person alive. i don’t blame writer guy for falling in love with her on the spot. also you will cry when the cat runs away and it’s all raining and romantic and shit. i always do)
  • tangled (OOPS IT’S BETTER THAN FROZEN I SAID IT. idk if you would class this as a rom com bc it’s more a family movie but???? i do so whatev. eugene and rapunzel are too cute not to ship like a rom com couple tbh)
  • the to do list (HILARIOUS. aubrey plaza is a gift)
  • mean girls (do i need to say more. less rommy than commy ofc but who cares when the com part is sO GOOD)
  • someone like you (old school rom-com feat. ashley judd before she disappeared off the face of the earth and hugh jackman looking like absolute BABE TOWN and idk i think i watched this when i was young and it’s kind of stuck with me ever since even tho it seems to be a fairly nondescript kind of rom-com?? somehow still v enjoyable tho)
  • one fine day (okay again this is more of a family~ rom com if that makes sense but it’s just??? REALLY FEEL GOOD???? michelle pfeiffer is beautiful in this movie and george clooney’s a babe. idk watch this if you want an instant mood improver, it’s super duper cute)
  • some kind of wonderful (probably my favourite john hughes movie and again so underrated. that “””practice””” make out sesh in the garage is really hot)
  • just like heaven (another mark ruffalo goodie!!! i actually like this movie a lot and don’t talk about it much. very good to rewatch)
  • chasing liberty (corny af but i watched it in my formative years so i’m very fond of it)
  • legally blonde (more girl power-y than rom com-y but that’s cool anyway??? elle woods is Goals)
  • stardust (THIS MOVIE IS SO GOOD YOU GUYS AND IT HAS FANTASY ELEMENTS WHICH ARE SO COOL AND THE ROMANCE STUFF IS LIKE REALLY GR8 AND IT’S BB CHARLIE COX?????? the best tbh. tumblr needs to talk about this movie way way more)
  • and last but not least anastasia (i watched this movie SIX TIMES IN ONE DAY when i was really young… and my sister and i learnt all the songs and sung the duets together for like a year… once i hired the video tape out from the video store and actually cried when i had to return it… yes i was like 10 when all this happened but what i’m trying to say is i have a lifelong attachment to this stupid animated movie and Dimitri and Anastasia are literally lke 68% of the reason i love the enemies > friends > lovers trope so much because THEY FIGHT ALL THE TIME AND THE FIGHTING IS ALWAYS JUST ILL DISGUISED SEXUAL TENSION TBH)
  • oh and for the jane austen contingent: pride and prejudice movie 2005, pride and prejudice miniseries 1995, emma miniseries 2009, and persuasion 2007 are all MEGA FAVES. wallow in those period drama feels like me for the last two days!!! burst into tears when your otp’s hands ~~~touch~~~ for the first time!!!! hold your breath when the camera closes in on their subsequently astonished/aroused faces!!! life is so gr8 u guys!!!!!!!
“A Thank You Would Suffice.”

Prompt: Jon Snow feeling the need to protect the reader, even though he just met her

Requested: Yes

Ask: “Can you do an imagine with just like protective Jon with fluff? But like he doesn’t know her that well, or maybe he just met her. She could just be a wildling he’s around during an attack that he protects and takes back with him…or literally anything else I just really want more Jon Snow imagines lmao x thanks in advance” - @catching-fire-in-the-wind

Note: Reader is Theon’s sister and their father thinks she’s useless (mainly because she doesn’t like doing what her father says bc she was close to theon when she was younger and she’s definitely pissed he never tried to take theon back.

Originally posted by snow-on-the-throne

Your father had sent you to Winterfell to live with the Starks and your brother Theon. He thought you were nothing like your sister Yara, but truth be told, you were. You never did anything your father asked of you ever since Theon was taken. Theon wasn’t just a brother to you, he was also your best friend when you were younger.

Some would think that you would be pissed at the Starks for taking him,but you weren’t, you knew they could give a better home and lifestyle for Theon than your father could. You loved Pyke, you really did, you just didn’t like most of the people and some of their beliefs. For example, salt wives. You loved your sister, but you two only talked because you had no other friends because you never let her know your true self. You didn’t let her know that you had a lot more in common then you lead on.

“Theon!” You yelled as you got off your horse as you arrived to Winterfell. You ran to your older brother and best friend and wrapped your arms around him, puling him into a tight hug.

“I’ve missed you.” You told him. “I’m so glad father ‘made’ me come here.” Theon laughed at you last comment before saying that he missed you too.

You walked over to the Starks next. You looked at Lord Stark and Lady Catelyn.

“Thank you for allowing me to stay here Lord Stark, Lady Catelyn.” You said, giving them both a smile.

“It’s no problem, Lady (Y/N).” Lord Stark told you.

“Please, I am a guest in your home. Call me (Y/N).” You replied, a smile still on your face.

“Very well. These are my sons: Robb, Bran and Rickon, and my daughters, Sansa and Arya.” Lord Stark introduced.

“That;s the bastard, Jon.” Theon whispered in your ear, motioning with his eyes were you should look.

You chose to ignore your brothers comment, planning on introducing yourself to Jon later.

“It’s lovely to meet you all.” You said, nodding your head at them while smiling.

You go down to the training area with your bow and arrows. When yo got there you were alone. You stood 10 feet away from the target and nocked your arrow before aiming and shooting.You then stepped back another 10 feet and repeated the process. You continued to do this until you were 50 feet away, each time hitting the center of the target. You heard clapping from behind you.

“That’s impressive. I’m Jon, Jon Snow.” He said, sticking his hand out for you to shake.

“(Y/N) Greyjoy.” You replied, shaking his hand.

“I’m sorry, I should have addressed you properly Lady (Y/N).” he apologized, his face flushed.

“Nonsense Jon. I don’t think I’m much of a Lady anyway.Call me (Y/N).” You told him, smiling.

The next day you were walking in the wood when you came across a group of men. Although, you had a bad feeling about going into the wood without some sort of weapon, you chose to ignore your instincts.

“What’s a pretty girl like you doing out if the woods alone.” One of the large men asked you.

“That’s Lady (Y/N) to you and it’s not of your business.” You replied, keeping your head held high. You knew you couldn’t fight all the men, so you hoped you could out do them using your wit.

“Theon Greyjoy’s sister. You know Greyjoy is quiet the ass. Maybe we should give him some payback aye men?” Shit, you were screwed now.

“You better not touch her.” A strong voice said from behind you. You turn around and see Jon.

“And what are you going to do about it Bastard?” The man asked Jon.

Jon then took the sword out of its holder and pointed it at him before saying, “Whoever dares touch her will lose their head.”

The men, who didn’t have weapons of any kind on them, walked away.

“I didn’t need saving.” You told him, looking in his eyes.

“Of course you didn’t.” He said sarcastically, a smirk plastered on his face. “You know, a thank you would suffice.” 

Requests open 

// Don’t say I didn’t warn you - Theo Raeken //

Relationship: Theo Raeken x Reader.


@chrisevansisdaddy04: Can you make a theo raeken fanfic based on the song hurt so good by Astrid S.

Along with all y’all anons asking for a part two of Babygirl. 

And my fave @dylpicklesprays

Warnings: FWB!Theo, Oral (Female on Male), mentions of sex. 

Rating: This will probably tug on your heart strings a little oops. 18+ NSFW.

Word count: 4709 (4x part 1 lmao oops)

I highly suggest listening to this while you read as it’s pretty much based around this song: Astrid S - Hurt so good. 

“Lydia I’m telling you, nothing happened with Theo. Why do you think I’d even dream about speaking to him never mind… anything else.” Lydia had asked non-stop questions since you walked into school this morning. You were now collecting books for your locker, rushing to get what you needed for the Math and Lydia still hadn’t stopped. Since the… incident the other day at the pack meeting with Theo, Lydia was convinced she had walked into something happening between you two and was now insisting you told her. If only she knew. It wasn’t like you’d thought about it or anything… It was a slip up, something that would never happen again. You knew better. “He’s an asshole, he’s repulsive he’s-”

“Standing right behind you.” Lydia finished your sentence for you. Fuck - not like you cared that he heard or anything.

“As much as I hate to interrupt this riveting conversation, I need to speak to Y/N.” Not even waiting for an answer Theo slumps his arm around your shoulder, bringing you with him as he strolled down the quieting corridor.

“For a start, get your arm off of me.” You unwrap his arm from your shoulder. “Next you can tell me where the hell we’re going.”

Ignoring you he continues walking. “So, I’m- what was it? Repulsive?” He says, stopping in between the outside of your shared class and the janitors closet. “You weren’t saying that the other day.” He winked.

“Oh I can assure you, that won’t be happening again.”

“Good,” he shrugs with a lasting signature smirk.

You cross your arms over your chest. “Fine.”


You stare at him, a blur of  blue eyes and stupid fluffy hair. You felt your nails dig into the skin of your arm, and you want to hit that stupid smirk off his face. You wanted to shake him and shove him and -

But you don’t, instead doing a totally reasonable thing.

You kiss him.

Grabbing his face, his stupid, arrogant face, and kissing him. A hard and angry kiss. It’s short, his lips barely having enough time to react before you pull back, your eyes widening in shock as you drop your hand from his cheek.

Theo blinks. “Y/N.”

You squint, because the room is spinning around you and it’s suddenly hard to see. Your lips feel fuzzy. A type of fuzzy that you don’t want, a type of fuzzy that Theo Raeken isn’t capable of providing.

“Oh, my God.” You shake your head. “I think I’m going to throw up.”

He frowns. “Seriously?”

You nudge him away from you, and take a step back, now fully visible from the classroom. You wipe at your lips, slightly swollen and red, and crosses your arms over your chest in annoyance.

“Why did you do that?” you demand.

Theo raises his eyebrows. “You’re the one who kissed me.”

“Then why did you let me do that?”

He looks at her in exasperation. His hand runs wildly through his hair, and you wonder if it would have been different, if you had gripped his hair instead of his cheek.

It doesn’t matter, you tells yourself. Stupid face. Stupid hair. Stupid Theo


The wheels of the rickety old train glided surprisingly silently over the tracks and coming to a halt to the next stop. The steel doors force their way open and impatiently wait for the flood of new passengers to board the already crowded carriage. Only one stop left to go home and sleep, only to be back on this very train, riding the same stops to get back to work for 9am. Honestly, you detested working Saturdays because not only could you not go out the night before but it was the day off from school that was most interesting as that’s when people did something entertaining. Unless almost getting attacked by the dread doctors is something that happens, that’s less fun. The monotone jingle of the automated default ringtone blasted from your phone, warning you a glare from the elderly man across from you. You could practically feel his judgement. Oops. A number you didn’t recognise lit up the screen and you accepted, pulling the phone to your ear. “Hello?” You questioned the other end, crossing one leg over the other in a bid to gain back the personal space that had been stolen from you during this train journey.

“Evening, Babygirl. How was work?” His smirk practically radiating through the phone. Theo Raeken, the jackass with an unreasonably pretty face. You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t been avoiding him since he constantly brought up the… incident that had happened in your kitchen a few weeks ago, and you’d also be lying if you said that was the only time it had happened. A girl has her weaknesses ok, yours just happened to be Theo, a person who irked you uncontrollably.

“You know I hate that name Theo.” You snarl at the “baby girl” nickname he had pinned to you.

“I don’t recall you complaining last night, sweetheart.” Well shit, he had a point there.

“Let’s skip the pleasantries of you giving a shit about my job and you can explain why are you calling me, most importantly how the hell you got my number.” You snapped, your eyes flashing for a moment. I’m pretty sure no one saw that, until you glanced back at the old man diagonal from you, now wide eyed, looking back and forth from you to the now closed train door. Oops again.

“Someone’s feisty tonight. I like it.” Theo chuckled in the other end.

“Well what can I say, I had a long day and you’re pretty much the last person I wanted to speak to.” Okay, again, small lie. As much as you liked to say you despised Theo, he was that perfect blend of smug and charming and you adored it. But, the last thing you wanted was to be putty in his hands-no matter how good he was with those hands.

“We both know that if that was the case you wouldn’t have come to me last night, in more ways than one.” Fuck you Raeken. “Anyway, you’re coming out with me tonight. Get ready, I’ll pick you up at 8.”

“And what makes you think I want to go anywhere with you?” You sighed, ignoring the smile on your face.

“Because princess, I want a date and who would pass up the opportunity to spend the night with me? And if you’re lucky we might have to have a repeat of last night. Now, get off your train and get that pretty little ass ready and I’ll be there soon.”

“You’re sure a… how did you know I’m on a train?”

“See you soon baby girl.” And with that the line went dead.

Before you knew it, it was seven thirty and Theo was knocking at the door. “You’re early, Raeken. I’m barely dressed yet.” You stood at the front door using a white towel to cover your body, only underwear underneath.

“I can see that, not like I’m complaining.” He laughed, you felt his hazel/bronze eyes lingering on your body - no, not hazel. They were just brown, and dark like his personality. He followed you to your room, perching himself on the end of your bed with a small smirk.

“Mattress is comfortable, maybe we should test it out… again.”  You mearley shake your head in response with a sigh and turn around to change. Surprisingly, you had reached a point where you were comfortable with Theo, probably more than you should be. You let the towel drop to the floor, leaving you only in underwear. “Red. I like it.” Theo’s deep voice mumbled from across the room.

Ignoring him, you pull the black dress from your left onto your body. It was a black, knee length decently tight dress that if you dared to say so yourself you looked damn good in it. You pull at the zip leading from the small of your back to the top of your spine. “A little help?” You ask and hear the wolf rise to his feet.

“With pleasure.” Theo’s breath now hot on your neck, sending a shiver down your spine. His hands resting on your hips was enough to make you forget anything you had told yourself, melting into his touch. “I love that you do that, immediately untensing when I touch you.” His large hands clasp around the tiny zipper and elegantly pulls it up, then moving his hands to snake around your waist and clasp together. His lips attached to your neck, you instinctively tilting it as he sucked on it, just enough to leave a mark when he stopped. “Almost as much as I enjoy that look of pure ecstasy when I push you over the edge. And to think, that’s just using my hands and mouth…” his phone diverts his attention and he steps away from you, leaving you longing and wishing he hadn’t.

“We should get going.” Theo said, “before I change my mind and rip that dress straight off of you.” Leaving you to wonder whether you’d rather stay with him tonight or go out as you followed him out of your room and to his truck.  

“Are you going to be a gentleman and open the door for me?” You joked to Theo.

“Are you so incompetent you can’t open the door yourself?” He fired back. “Kidding, get in.” He says, stood behind you, as he pulls the door to the passenger seat of his truck open. 

“Wow, a gentlemanly act from Raeken I’m impressed.” You laughed, climbing into the truck as he closed the door, opening his own and joining you in the truck.

“Honestly I saw an opportunity to be behind you and I took it.” He shot a wink your way and you were thankful for the growing darkness of the truck so your growing blush was disguised. The party was  about a half hour away and if there was one thing you had learnt in the past few weeks it was that you and Theo, in a small space together for an extended period of time was never a great idea. For the first few minutes, the only sound surrounding the two of you was the radio and Theo’s hums occasionally accompanying it. It wasn’t until you came to a red light and Theo’s hand rested on your thigh that you realised just how close you were to one another. You look across at him just for him to be staring straight at the road, waiting for the light to change.


His hand rested on your upper thigh teasingly. His thumb caressing your thigh as his fingertips rest on your inner thigh teasingly. He was so close to where you wanted him to be, but far enough away to remain innocent. Skin to skin, lingering the hem of your dress. It was something so small, yet making him seem more and more irresistible to you.


Theo’s hand rose, it was only a slight movement but it was enough to notice. Slipping under the thin black material of her dress. “Theo.” You warned yet your voice went ignored and his fingertips gently tapped on the inside of your thigh to the beat of the song, and as small of a thing it was you knew his incentive. He was trying to tease you and he was doing a damn good job of it.


The light shifted once again and thus, Theo drove. His fingers continued to tease you.

“Fine, two can play that game.” You unbuckled the seat belt and shifted close to Theo.

“What are you doing?” He raised his eyebrow at the girl sat next to him.

Ignoring him, you attached your lips to his neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses from just above his collarbone to his jaw before going back to a sweet spot you knew he had on his neck and sucked gently at it. Theo groaned softly. “Don’t start something you don’t intend to finish princess.”  He warned as he drove.

“Oh I fully intend on finishing, well you finishing to be more precise.”

Your hand slithered back down his chest, stopping when you reach his jeans and palming him through the small material separating you from him, his grip tightening on the wheel, trying to concentrate on driving and failing. You grasped at his pants where they sat low on his hips, teasing the edges with your fingers as you eased them down slowly, kissing his skin as it was exposed. His erection sprang free, thick and swollen. You got as close as you could to his lower half, face inches from his dick. You wrapped your hand around it, giving him a squeeze before stroking up and down.

“Fuck me,” he moaned, his voice sounding hoarse.

You gave him a coy smile before moving to gather up the bit of precum that was seeping from the tip. You swiped your tongue along the slit, teasing him before sucking the head into your mouth. You felt him shifting uncomfortably in his seat and when you looked up, the hand that had previously been on your thigh was in your hair, grasping a handful of it.

“Have I ever told you how pretty you look with my cock in your mouth?” Theo groaned, a smirk planted on his face.

You smiled, taking more and more of him into your mouth until Theo couldn’t take it anymore, pulling over to the side of the road as soon as he could. You ached for him and he could tell.

“I’m gonna come if you don’t stop that.” Theo groans making you smile. He took control, the grip on your hair tightening and moving in a swift motion as you bobbed your head until Theo couldn’t take it anymore, releasing into your mouth with one final moan. You swallowed, sitting back in your seat, and swiftly wiped your mouth with the back of your hand.  

Theo adjusted himself, his eyes on you hungrily. “Well, I guess it’s your turn.”


“Theo…” You moaned, dragging out the last syllable of his name, walking into the already crowded house party.

“Baby girl you know how much I love when you say my name like that, but this really isn’t the place.”

“I can’t believe I let you drag me here. The music’s so loud, my dress feels way too short and now my head hurts. Why couldn’t you just let me stay in bed? I was so comfortable binge-watching ‘Bob’s Burgers’ like I usually do after work.” You instinctively pulled the short, black, tight dress down that before made you feel confident now made you feel exposed, wobbling a bit with your step due to the red heels you thought would be a good idea to wear. Apparently they weren’t.

“You’re anxious.” Theo states as you walk in.

“No I’m not- stop looking at me like that?” You say as you look up at him, his eyes on you, hungrily as you narrow your own at him.

Theo tilts his head. “Like what?” he challenges.

“Like you’re imagining me naked.”

Theo smirks. He leans forward and steps closer towards you, his shirt sliding against the thin material of your dress. He presses his mouth to your ear, his lips tracing the line of your skin,

“I don’t have to imagine,” he whispers.

You swallow thickly, remembering the journey here; the feel of his mouth on your neck, on your thighs and stomach. You run your tongue along your bottom lip, sighing deeply as his nose skims the curls in your hair, his hands cradling -

“You- fuck!” you curse as your argument is interrupted by you losing your balance and falling to the floor. In front of a full room of people. Fuck. Quick as a flash while everyone else around you just watched and sniggered, assholes, Theo was crouched next to you.

“Are you ok? Are you hurt?” He questioned, scanning your body for any sign of discomfort.

“Uhh, just my left ankle, along with my pride.” You forced a laugh and he simply nodded. Theo’s large hand was clasping yours as he helped you rise to your feet. Once stable, you expected him to let go, yet he didn’t. Instead he diverted his attention to the crowd of people around you.

“And, what the fuck are you people staring at?” Theo roared and most people turning around as if they weren’t watching, someone caught Theos eye. A boy, in your economics class, Adam you think his name is, laughing. Theo glared at the boy, jaw clenched, looking ready to storm over and attack him.

“Theo, don’t.” You whispered, your thumb grazing over the top of his. “For me, don’t do this.” He looked down at you and simply nodded, a sweet smile replacing the usual smirk.

Lydia spotted you and waved, making her way over with a smile, looking between you and Theo. Theo squeezes your hand and lets go. He dipped down to whisper in your ear. “I have some people I want to talk to, I’ll catch up with you later Y/N.” and before you could reply he was gone.

“What was that about?”Lydia asked, now at your side.

“What was what?” You questioned, acting like you didn’t know what she meant, as you watch him walk away, weaving in and out of people until you could no longer see him..


Friends with benefits. That’s all it was. No strings attached, no feelings just sex. Hot, steamy, unadulterated sex. At least that’s what you told yourself last night when he had turned up. And the night before, and before that…

It had been a week since the party, you hadn’t seen him for the rest of the night until you called him, you couldn’t sleep and you wanted… company. Yeah, company. At least that’s what you told Lydia. What Lydia didn’t know however was that the occurence of Theo coming over to… keep you company, had become a more often event. Though, it’s not like you were complaining.

“That- That was uhh…” You panted, regaining back your breath as Theo settled beside you, fingers intertwined behind his head and a smirk planted on his face.

“Hot? Noteworthy? Best you’ve ever had?” Theo laughed.

“Don’t flatter yourself Raeken.” Especially when what he said was right… “We can’t do that again. This was a mistake.” You shake your head reaching for the shirt next to you and pulling it over your head.

“You weren’t arguing a few minutes ago. Moaning at something as simple as me touching you. Or last night”

“I have to go to work.” You reply simply, pulling on the remainder of your clothes. Theo, now wearing  a pair of grey sweatpants.

“When are you going to stop that?” Theo says, now sat pack down on your bed.

“Stop what?”

“Acting like you don’t want this. When you show up every night and tell me that you want me. We have quite frankly a fucking great night and then you leave and tell me we can’t do this again. And I know, I know it’s complicated before you fucking say it, but it really doesn’t have to be.” He sighed, running his hands through his messy hair and tugging slightly.

“I have to go.” You mumble, so barely audible that if the room wasn’t so silent he may not have heard. You had to go, yet you didn’t want to. You wanted to stay, to kiss him and tell him it didn’t have to be so complicated but instead you picked up your bag and left, leaving him to let himself out. You slammed the door behind you and walked to the front door. Feelings would only get in the way and that couldn’t happen, trying to avoid thinking about what he had said.

You failed.


“Can I please get a burger and large fries, and maybe a milkshake too?” The kid you were serving asked. You nodded and stood, patiently waiting for his friend to choose what he wanted with your notepad in hand. You hadn’t noticed until you left the house but when picking your shirt up to leave you had grabbed Theo’s instead. It gave off a musk that you couldn’t ignore. Theo. On him, it fit in all the right places whereas on you you felt drowned by it, yet secure in a weird way. Like he was right there with you. The bell of the diner rung, signalling someone had entered but you were to wrapped up in your thought to notice. You took the kids order and left to give it to the cook when you noticed who had walked in. The boy, Adam, from the party the other night and friends. The one you had had to stop Theo from ripping to shreds. Dropping off the kids’ order to the kitchen staff, you walked over to Adam’s table where he and his friends sat.

“Hi, my names Y/N and I’ll be your waitress today. Are you ready to order?” You addressed them all.

Adam looked up at you. “You’re Theo’s girl right?” Your heart skipped a beat just at the sound of his name.

“Nope, can I start you off with drinks?” You reply, trying to divert the conversation before it had even begun.

“But you were his date to the party a few days ago?” Clearly diverting the conversation didn’t work.

“He gave me a ride there.” and then I rode him later on but not important “But that was it.”

“So you’re single.” One of his friends spoke up. You ignored them.

“How’s your ankle? That was a pretty tough fall you took.” Fuck do you mean, it was literally back to normal in- oh yeah. Werewolves weren’t common knowledge my bad.

“Oh, yeah. I’m ok. Just a little sore.” Resulting in a vulgar joke from one of the boys and, as much as you wanted to hit his head off of the table, you ignored it.

“So, orders?” They were calm after that, giving what they wanted until it was Adam’s turn.

“Yeah I’ll get a burger and fries… and your number.” He replied with a wink.

“Not happening.” You laugh, brushing the advance off.

“Oh come one babe.” Adam laughed, his hand moving from his pocket to the back of her thigh, moving up her leg.  Ok, that’s the final straw.

Not even staying to finish the order, you take his hand off of your thigh and slam it down on the table, marching away straight back through the kitchen to the office in the back that inhabited your boss.

“Ah, Y/N! Everything ok?” He smiled at you. Your boss, Mr Cranston, was a jolly older, slightly overweight man who had prided himself on the argument that if his employees ever had any issues to go straight to him. So that’s exactly what you did.

“Not particularly. There are some boys from my school  who are being pretty innapropriate. One in particular is making really sexual advances and touching me and It’s making me really uncomfortable.” You confessed, ending it with a frustrated sigh.

Mr Cranston listened idly and laughed. “Y/N, I’m sure you’re just exaggerating.”

You were shocked. “With all due respect, sir, one of them had his hand at the back of the top of my thigh and wouldn’t move it. Another made a super sexual joke that made me uncomfortable. I am not exaggerating.” You expected to tell him how things like that were not tolerated in his diner. That the boys would get some kind of repercussion, but no. Mr Cranston simply shook his head, laughed and said 4 words that made your blood boil.

“Boys will be boys.”

You were seriously in shock, how could someone in a power position brush off the fact that his employee was made to feel uncomfortable and would not only not do anything, but laugh about it. You weren’t comfortable working for someone like that. You took off the apron and placed it on his desk.

All you could think of as you left was how mad you were. You needed to speak to someone. Lydia and Scott were the ones you usually went to.

Honestly, you had no idea where to go at this point. As you walked you thought over everything that had happened the last few weeks. The dread doctors, Theo and the Pack. Everything was crazy, but maybe you had found someone who could keep you grounded.

The pack, individually you had no idea what you would do without them.

Liam and his dorky personality, He was like a little brother to you - and not just because he was the youngest in the pack.

Lydia and her intelligence and how regardless she would be there for you. Your best friend. She was strong, she saw power where others would see weakness. She adapted to her banshee powers with no complaint even when things got hard and because of that, her banshee powers go way beyond what she thought they were. She’s confident an admirable trait on anyone, yet with her it just fit.

Theo, he was a part of the pack now right? You were so sure you had hated him. Resented him because no was could he just waltz into everyone’s lives out of nowhere, and now look at the situation you had landed in with him? Not quite anything but not quite nothing wither. You shouldn’t have done anything with him after that day in the kitchen which felt like a lifetime ago, but you couldn’t. He was like a cigarette, that first drag you have after being addicted for years and finally quitting only to find yourself back there. It was addictive, sinful and wrong - like most activities the two of them became involved in when alone together - but you wanted more, no you needed it. You needed him today, tomorrow, the next day and the next, and all the ones that followed after it.

Scott your alpha and more importantly your best friend who had taught you everything once you turned. How to control yourself and not be overridden. From the beginning, Scott had always done whatever he could for other people. Someone you don’t know what you’d do without.

Stiles Sure, you can argue that Stiles has made some ridiculous decisions in his time on the show, but you can never fight the fact that Stiles has never once intentionally put his friends or family in danger. His loyalty to their safety, happiness, and all around well-being is admirable in his character, and a trait that is reliable in him. He protects those he loves, and even ones that he doesn’t. He’s selfless and heartfelt, no matter how often he can be selfish and annoying and so sarcastic you want to punch him. But he was your best friend, one of the family just like the rest.

Malia Math is confusing, people who like it are very confusing, but thankfully Malia isn’t one of them. You hadn’t known her long but it hadn’t hadn’t long to fall in love with her. She was a fighter who never gave us and you adored her for it. You couldn’t imagine her not being around.

The pack was your family, but there was only one of them that you really needed right now.

Approaching the front door you were ever so familiar with knocking twice and after a moment, opening to the one person you needed most.

Theo Raeken.

So I don’t want to rant lmao, but this bothers me because I don’t know. Chichi is the only one not near her husband?! You have Vegeta and Bulma, Gohan and Videl (being adorable) Krillin and 18, even Trunks and Mai?!?!! but CHI-CHI is in the back with Ox King WTF lol. Yoooo this high key pisses me off. All they had to do was put Gohan and Videl where Trunks and Mai are and move Chi-Chi there! Ox King can stay in the back tbh lmao. They really put TRUMAI (nothing against you if you ship or them really) in before GoChi. It’s just crazy to me how EVERYONE ELSE is in this BUT them. (Also TienxLaunch needs love cause that should’ve happened imo.) HOW did it happen. Lol I lied when u said I don’t want to rant lmao, this really is dumb. Haha I’m done now. Ignore me ahhaha😂


Happy New Year everyone ! 🎉🍾

I hope everyone had an amazing night just like i did, because there is nothing better than to spend new years eve with the two most important people in my life.

On the one side the love of my life, better half and future husband who always supports me in everything and anything i do, who makes me happy like nobody else ever could and who i love more than anything in the world.

And on the other side my bestie, and future flower “girl” at my wedding lmao. Who is always there for me no matter what and supports every decision i make.. Who i can count on without doubts and who knows what i think before i even say it.

You two, thank you so much for everything. I honestly couldnt imagine my life without you both and i wouldnt want to. I cant wait for the next amazing year and all the memories we will make together. <3

@levibryce  @pandamajestysims

[And to all of my follower here on tumblr, who support me and show love to the things i do… thank you so much 💜 I will try my best to make you happy with many new projects, collections and pictures. Happy New Year! ]

anonymous asked:

You’re my jerk barista who purposely screws up my name when I order my caffeine fix AU. With woozi ^^

GUESS WHO’S BACK FROM THE DEAD HIATUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’ve been out of school for about a week now and Shipmas is all done, so there’s really nothing else taking up my attention~ Of course, we may hit a bump in the road again in a few days when I get my wisdom teeth taken out, buuuuuut we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.

You liked to think yourself a fairly calm person; a reasonable person, at that, and one who often enjoyed the simpler things in life - such as little corner coffee shops, forgotten little gatherings of nothing but pure peace and serenity. 

There was one in particular that had captured your attention, an unassuming little shop mere minutes down the street from your house. It was a charming place, never quite busy yet most certainly never empty. It had a certain sort of atmosphere about it that you just couldn’t get enough of, decorated entirely in warm colors with gentle music playing constantly, though just softly enough to hold a conversation over. Not that you’d want to hold a conversation in there, anyway; that was your private getaway, the place where you would go to gather your thoughts. 

You had to admit that you were a regular to the store - in fact, it seemed that you were in there nearly daily. You couldn’t help it; the coffee was good, the shop itself was quiet, and it was just a pleasant place to spend your time. By now, every single barista who had been working their for more than a week knew your order by heart, and you didn’t even have to ask when you walked in; they all knew your order and your name.

Yes, every last one of them knew your name, and precisely how to spell it - whether they chose to acknowledge that fact, however, was a different matter entirely. 

You had been a regular customer for quite a long time - at least a year, you supposed. As such, you had seen many baristas come and go. You didn’t mind the new faces; after all, you were in so much, it was no problem to build relationships with the new workers. Or so you thought, at least, until the first day that the purple haired boy entered the store.

You narrowed your eyes at him as he walked in - he was wearing the uniform, so he was quite clearly coming to work, though you didn’t recognize him. A new employee, you supposed. He looked like quite the serious character, thin eyes and mouth set in a narrow line, though the violet hair negated the tough guy image you supposed he was going for. 

Regardless of his seemingly serious exterior however, you stood from the seat that you had claimed as yours, making your way over to the counter to make your order for the day. 

“Hi,” you greeted, flashing him the brightest smile that you could.

He stared blankly at you for a moment, unamused, before responding with a voice entirely void of emotion, “Hi.”

You were thrown of slightly by his obvious lack of interest in talking, but you continued nonetheless. “I’m a regular here, but I don’t think I’ve seen you around before. First day, right? What’s your name?”

“Jihoon,” he answered flatly before effectively drawing the conversation to a close by saying, “What would you like to order?”

That sort of coldness was foreign to you, but you brushed it off. Oh, well. There were plenty of other baristas there; it wasn’t likely that you’d often have to deal with him. You told him your name and your order, making no further attempts at conversation, likely to his delight.

It didn’t take long for your drink to be prepared; it was a matter of only two or three minutes before the cup was set out on the counter for you, you graciously accepting it before making your way back to your seat. It wasn’t until you were sitting down, however, that you saw it. 

In typical coffee shop fashion, the barista had written your name on the side of the cup - the name on the cup, however, was not quite yours. It was clearly the right name, though a spelling error caught your eye quickly enough. You really didn’t mean to be rude, but… how on Earth had that extra “L” ended up in there?

You simply shrugged your shoulders as you took a sip, sending one last look back in the direction of the barista - “Jihoon”. Maybe he was just having an off day, you mused. Surely he’d be happier the next time that you met.

The next time wasn’t at all as far away as you had been anticipating, you realized as you strolled back into your favorite little coffee shop the next day. You had been all prepared to speak with your favorite baristas, perhaps Jeonghan or Jisoo who were always as kind as could be, but you were met once again with a glare hidden beneath a mop of purple hair. 

Alright, you thought, so perhaps the kid worked more than you had been expecting. It was no problem; you had dealt with rude people before, you could certainly deal with this one. With that thought in mind, you marched straight up to the counter, head held high.

“Good morning, Jihoon,” you greeted with a smile as bright as always.

Again, you were met with blankness. “’Morning. What would you like?”

You’d be lying if you said that you weren’t the slightest bit irritated by his attitude, but you continued on as usual, repeating your spiel from the day before. Once again, he listened with a bored look on his face, hastily scrawling your name across the side of the cup before heading off to make the drink.

You said thank you as you accepted it, despite the fact that he didn’t bother with a “you’re welcome”. You didn’t stay and sit in the cafe that day as you might’ve usually - you had a busy day ahead of you and you only had time to stop in and buy the drink. You were out the door nearly as soon as it was in your hands, headed off to run your first errand of the day. It occurred to you only a few steps outside of the shop to check how your name was spelt - after all, you had to see if Jihoon had corrected his previous mistake.

Upon looking at the cup, it was apparent that he had learned from his mistakes and lost the “L”.

In its place, however, there was now an “M”.

It was all that you could do to glare at the cup in your hands. One error, you could excuse, but from such obvious misspellings, it was easy to see that he was doing it on purpose.

From there, it became routine. Jihoon worked nearly every day of the week, clearly a dedicated worker if there was nothing else to be said of him. And, somehow, your visits always seemed to be aligned with his shifts. Every time your ordered from him without fail, there was a new ‘mistake’ in your name - you might’ve congratulated him on his creativity with it all if you hadn’t been so pissed off about the situation. 

You were constantly looking for a way to get him back, a way to put the cheeky boy in his place. Said opportunity, it seemed, arrived on New Year’s Eve. 

You had decided to get the staff little gifts to start off the new year. You liked to think yourself friends with most of them, so it was only the kind thing to do to give them gifts as a thanks for all of their hard work throughout the year. Of course, though, you couldn’t give gifts to some employees and not others; even Jihoon had to receive something if you wanted to give a present to any of them. You really had no desire to give him anything; after his obvious rudeness, you had no desire to give him anything kind.

That, of course, was when it dawned on you.

You showed up in the morning on December 31st, wanting to get in there before any crowds started showing up. As always, all of the employees smiled at you as you walked in, save for the one manning the register - much to your delight, it seemed that Jihoon was working that day.

You strode confidently over to the register, all but slamming the delicately wrapped little box of candies down onto the counter before him.

He raised an eyebrow at you, not even bothering with words.

“Happy new year,” you said in a voice far too sugar coated to be natural, wide grin present on your face. “Go ahead, open it.”

He eyed you suspiciously, unsure of what to make of your peculiar behavior, but reached for the gift regardless, never one to turn down free things.

It was surprise after surprise for Jihoon that day, however, eyes going wide as he read across the back of the wrapping paper; “To: Chihon”.

He looked up at you in disbelief, only to be met by your smug smile. You said nothing; the gift spoke for itself.

Then, Jihoon did something that you thought you’d never see him do for as long as he worked at that coffee shop and had to deal with you: he smiled.

Granted, it was more of a devious smirk than anything else, but it was a smile nonetheless. 

“You know,” he spoke, voice more full of life than it had been in any single one of your conversations, “I think I could come to like you.”

i hope that was good as a ‘hey im back from hiatus’ celebration lmao


There is WAY too much stuff going on on Twitter, so I summed it all up in one post. Well not all of it but the most important part.

Essentially, Disney is  in SUPER emergency mode. The Scandal official account TWEETED the link to the ABC advisory panel telling fans to you know, “oh state your opinion!” That is a panel that I have been a member of for something like a decade in the past. I left it when I wasn’t watching any more shows on ABC right before Scandal started. So, since I am PERFECTLY aware how it works and I was on there for a very long time… I am LMAO. That panel does NOT accept members, EVER, except for once a year when they allow the existing members to invite other people. That’s not even every season AND they choose the people who can be members among those recommended by existing users. But TODAY it is open and people can just click and become members??


THen there’s also the matter of The Wrap. You can see the headline they tweeted this morning when the ratings were released, you know the SINCERE, NOT SUGGESTED BY DISNEY HEADLINE, and then the headline from about an hour ago, CLEARLY suggested by Disney (or I should say planted) that DESPERATELY tries to spin stuff that can’t be spun.


2) OH DISNEY WANTS TO WAIT FOR L+3 RATINGS? LMAO that’s CUTE. DISNEY ALWAYS counted the overnight ratings, as everyone else does because THEY are those that matter… but hey TODAY it all changes. LMAO!

Except L+3 ratings include DVR where people entirely skip ads, and NO ADVERTISER CARES ABOUT THAT.

Imagine: Poe has made a habit of tripping over his tool box when he's repairing his X- Wing

Based on a headcanon by: @baeblondejedi

Originally posted by oscaricaas

“Hey Y/N, do you mind helping with– Ah!”

You snapped your head up in time to see Poe trip on his tool box, hit his head on his X-Wing and fall face down on the floor with a groan.

Your eyes widened and you ran towards him, “Poe!” You exclaimed, crouching down to help him sit up. Your rested your hand on his back so he wouldn’t fall backwards.

You took your other hand in his, “Are you alright?”

He looked up at you and smiled sheepishly, “I’m fine… This is becoming a bit of a habit, isn’t it Y/N?”

You laughed, “Aw, my clumsy little pilot,” You said as you studied his face, “There’s a nasty bump on your forehead though,” You said, concerned, “And look, you cut your cheek,” You frowned.

Poe went to touch his cheek before wincing as his finger pressed down where it was sore. He hovered his hand above the bump and hummed, “I’ll be alright, honesty, it’s nothing,” He smiled, trying to reassure you.

You stood up, “It’s not nothing Poe. Remember last time you fell you said you were fine and then you passed out?”

He chuckled, “How could I forget? I almost crushed you when I fell on top of you.”

You grinned as you recalled the moment before frowning again, “So let’s not have a repeat of that, and get you checked out before we do anything else. Up. Now,” You held your arms out to him to help him up.

When he stood, he wrapped an arm around your waist, “You’re too good to me, you know that?”

You pressed a soft, quick kiss on his lips and waved you hand at him, “It’s nothing you wouldn’t do for me, Poe,” You laughed, “That is, if I tripped over my tool box every time I had to repair something too,” You winked before leading him to the infirmary.


I was tagged by the lovely @phantomhive-hakushaku to answer:

Which anime characters am I most like?

Well, from this you can say I am an oblivious, short-tempered tiny person. I’m not the immediately friendly type, I only trust a small number of people, but I’m really passionate about the things I do/like. Oh, and I love eating! ^^

I’ll tag: @masterciell, @lawlietisawesome, @trashbastian, @streets-of-ikebukuro, and @hyakyuyas. (Only if you want to or haven’t done it already. Also, it’s not necessary to make an edit, I just had a little extra time on my hands xD)

anonymous asked:

Hi :) Can I ask you something? Why do you love Gou so much? She would have a lot of potential, but in the show is really a background character, nearly useless...

oh anon. sweet naive anon. gou is SO important to free! and you don’t even realize it

pretty much all of the events in s1 wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t for gou. and that’s no stretch that is pure FACT. if gou hadn’t overheard haru, makoto and nagisa talking about going to the old swim club in the first episode, she would’ve never texted rin about it, they would’ve never run into rin, haru and rin would’ve never raced, rin would’ve never started swimming again, rin and the iwatobis would’ve never reconciled, etc etc etc

in that way gou is sort of a catalyst for s1’s whole plot (following in her big bro’s footsteps, he would be so proud)

plus gou as a character is so great. before free started no one had ANY idea about gou. so when she showed up in the first episode, it was kind of surprising. i gotta admit, at first i was like wtf is this girl doing in a fanservicey swim anime, but she turned out to be SO GREAT. she’s feisty, she’s fierce, she has an affinity for muscles, and she isn’t shy, not at all. she swoons around guys, but only when they’re showing muscles and purely for the muscles, nothing else. that’s AWESOME tbh, she doesn’t fall into any guy’s arms bc they’re a cute guy. she cares only for their muscles, lmao. and that’s such a breath of fresh air…….

and i love how just. devoted she is to her brother. with how rin’s acted, she could by all rights choose to be annoyed by him and even hate him. but despite that, she still loves him so much. she looked past the way he acted and saw that he was hurting and she tried to do something about it, ie getting rin to go to the old swim club to meet up with haru and the others again. she joined the swim team as their manager for the sole purpose of helping them help rin return to his old self. like?? i gotta tell u big brothers suck i personally wouldn’t go to such lengths for my brothers like that bc fuck that. so i find this really respectable, seriously. even when their relationship was estranged, gou always tried to talk to rin, she always tried to keep him updated, she always tried even though she knew he wasn’t going to reply. she always cheered him on at tournaments, and she always cared. and that, to me, is just. incredible.

and i love that about gou. she has some serious dedication. she’s so dedicated to the swim club even after the mission is done and rin’s his old self again and therefore she has no reason to stay with the club. i mean, come on, she made all those calendar-like papers leading up to prefecturals, she encouraged the training camp after finding the old flyer, she’s always encouraging them to aim higher, and she cares so much about them. she wakes up early for tournaments and training camps, she stays at school late with chigusa working on a banner for them. and then in s2, she starts the whole thing about eating like an athlete. without her the swim club would be so unorganized, they’d all be pretty unfit. she is practically essential for their success.

and yeah, i can admit in s2 she did get swept to the side and became pretty….. useless…….. but that’s kyoani’s fault lmao. gou as a character in and of herself is great. she has so much potential, her relationships with other characters have so much potential, and i’m so disappointed with kyoani for moving her to the background because she could’ve been so much more. she could’ve had so much more. she deserves so much more, tbh.

BUT just because kyoani pushed her into the background in s2 doesn’t mean she isn’t great. it doesn’t mean she isn’t important. because she is oh man she is so great and important and i hope you see now. i hope you see why i love gou so much.

This One Time, At Salt Lake Comic Con

I met Chris Evans. I’ve been finding it hard to put into words just how amazing this past weekend was, but I’m gonna give it a shot.

First of all, a huge shout out to ginabaker1666 and captassbutt for being my partners in crime. You ladies are the bomb dot com! I couldn’t have done it without you! 

Our first photo op of the day was none other than Chris Evans himself. No pressure, right? As the aforementioned girls can attest, I was a nervous wreck. Knees weak, arms spaghetti. But let me tell you…he is the most humble, perfect human on the planet and should be protected at all costs. We walk into the photo booth, and he opens his arms wide “Hey guys, get in here!” Like he was welcoming old friends. We all go in close, and OMG that blue cardigan is what dreams are made of. It’s SO SOFT.

When he pulled us in, he rubbed my arm. I wonder if he could tell how nervous I was. I had my arm around his waist and YE GODS, nothing moved. His body is ROCK HARD. He’s the real deal, peeps. 

Since everything was running behind due to Chris’ panel not starting on time (totally not his fault), after our photo op with Chris, we circled back around and got in line for our photo op with Hayley. 

This one was more for captassbutt and ginabaker1666, as they’d never met her, but I was super excited to see her again. I love our pose! I went SUPER SERIOUS LEGIT military while everyone else is looking super cute. LMAO Hayley started to just do a regular pose, but I kind of shouted (I think) “We want to salute!” See, with these photo ops, you have literally only seconds to do a pose, snap the pic, and get out so they can keep the line moving.

Which brings me to my MOST FAVORITE PIC of the weekend with Anthony Mackie. We were standing in line discussing what we wanted to do, and I said “We have to do ‘ON YOUR LEFT’!” So we got that sorted, and when it was our turn, I walked in (actually, I think bounced is more accurate) shouting and clapping “HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!” because his birthday was on the 23rd. His whole face lit up and he was so happy! So we told him what pose we wanted, and this was the result:

Personally, I think we should be on the banner for whatever con he shows up to next as a “This could be you!” example because our photo is just that awesome. Don’t fight me on this.

After Mackie, we FINALLY had some time to take a breath and eat and wander over to the autograph tables, and we decided to jump in the line for James and Oliver Phelps. Let me explain you a thing…these boys are darlings and I want to adopt them. They’re chatty and personable and I want to go have beers with them. Also, Oliver loves captassbutt. True story.

After the twins, we jumped into Mackie’s autograph line. We were finally able to give him his birthday cards, and he was so pleased! And he told us again how much he loved our photo. He’s definitely one of my new faves. Love this guy!

Here’s where things started to get stressful. After Mackie’s autograph, we went over to the photo op area for our picture with the Phelps twins. We knew we had limited time and still had to make it over to Chris’ autograph line. The photo op line WAS. NOT. MOVING. For whatever reason, it was at a standstill and we kind of started freaking out. We had to make a decision and FAST. We jumped off of the Phelps line, and RAN over to the autograph line for Chris. Which, thankfully, was moving pretty quickly. I’m pretty sure me and ginabaker1666 were some of the only people that had non-Captain America stuff for him to sign, and boy was he excited. I had a picture from Snowpiercer and he goes “Oh, this is a GOOD one!” and he was so excited! I told him how I’ve become obsessed with the movie and how much I love it. I also got to tell him how good of a job he did on Before We Go, and you guys…the way his face softened…I could have cried. He looked so happy and thanked us profusely. BUT HIS EYES. They’re like staring into the sun. It’s so dangerous. They’re stunning. I gave him a few gifts…a hat from Disney World, and a Mickey Mouse Boston Red Sox pin. The main gift I wanted to give him, that I was so excited about…I wasn’t able to finish and I was so bummed. It was going to be a cross stitch of Tom Brady and I KNOW he would have loved it. I may have to hang on to it when I finally do finish in case he does another con.

So after our time with Chris, we literally SPRINTED across the con floor in order to make it back to our photo op with the Phelps twins in time. We barely made it. BARELY. We were the last people through the line and when we walked in, we were hunched over, huffing and puffing and….the twins found it fucking hilarious. They just stood there laughing and suggested we take the photo like that. LMAO But they were super cool and we go ourselves a Phelps sandwich! 

And if all  of that wasn’t enough, my fun continued the day after the con. You see, captassbutt was lucky enough to be on my flight out of Salt Lake with me. But you know who else was on our flight? ONLY ONE CHRISTOPHER EVANS. That’s right, Chris Evans was on our flight. We were sitting at the gate, minding our own, when captassbutt turns around and goes “OH MY GOD CHRIS IS SITTING RIGHT OVER THERE WHAT IF HE’S ON OUR FLIGHT.” See, before our flight, there had been one to LAX, but they wound up switching gates, so we thought maybe he didn’t realize it had switched. BUT NO. HE WAS ACTUALLY ON OUR FLIGHT. So me, still being pumped full of adrenaline from the day before…I get up and I start walking over towards him. WHAT? That’s not like me. I don’t approach people like that. Let alone CHRIS EVANS. But I managed to pluck up every single goddamn ounce of courage I could find in my soul, and I approached him carefully. “Chris?” I said quietly, and waited for him to acknowledge me. I didn’t want to draw too much attention to him, because there really wasn’t anyone bothering him. When he turned towards me, I said “I’m sorry to bother you, but I really just wanted to thank you again for yesterday.” He kind of smiled and nodded (poor dear looked so tired) and was like “Sure, no problem.” So, after that, we just kind of stepped away to give him his space and to leave him be. When it was finally time for him to board, he walked past us and was like “Bye, guys!” and got on the plane. He didn’t have to say anything to us at all, but I’m really happy that he did. I’d be lying if I said me and captassbutt didn’t cry a little bit after it happened. Chris Evans is too good for this world. Too pure. I hope his experience at SLCC was good enough that he considers doing more cons in the future.

All in all, I was in Salt Lake City for less than 48 hours, and all I basically saw was the inside corner of the convention center, but I wouldn’t change a thing. I made new friends, new memories, and I don’t regret one second of that weekend. I’d do it all again in a heartbeat! Where’s my TARDIS??

anonymous asked:

i have an interview at starbucks tomorrow is there anything i should expect?

  • u can say yes when they offer you a drink, its not a trick. but don’t get a frappuccino 
  • talk about how much you like the company 
  • do a lil research to stand out 
  • http://www.starbucks.com/careers/working-at-starbucks
  • u have to show a desire to wrk there bc everyone wants to work for starbucks, its a great job to have. ive been w the company for 3 yrs now 
  • when they ask your favorite drink say something offered on the espresso menu, this doesn’t better your chances it just shows a slight appreciation for coffee and starbucks in general and it’s a better answer than i dont know or i dont really drink/go to starbucks 
  • ”I’ve had nothing but great experiences at Starbucks, and I want to be a part of that for someone else” - I said this exact sentence at my interview and look at me now :—-) Starbucks’ whole thing is “creating inspired moments” (its fucking printed in our aprons) so showing that u wanna do that is good lmao 

you’re gonna do fine, the starbucks hiring process is very chill. 

NOW if you do get hired, do not quit before spring lmao its starbucks purgatory right now bc its hot chocolate season and no one knows how to fucking act when its cold outside. sticking through this season will make you a better barista and you’ll really appreciate more things about the job when it slows down a little lol its gonna seem like a lot but dude i promise it’s not!! learning this time of yr will make u as good as me and we all know im the best <3