i just liked this backstage shot


Hyper Projection Engeki Haikyuu - Summer of Evolution

Opening Night press conference and footage from the show!
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Surprise, Surprise (G.D)

Request: “Hi! Can I request an imagine where Gray and Ethan are on tour and reader comes to visit them (Gray and her have been secretly dating for quite awhile) and when it gets to the questions, somebody asks the twins if they have girlfriends and Gray’s like ‘just a sec’ and goes backstage and carries reader on stage like 'here she is meet my gf’ (because that sounds cute af)”

A/N: I changed up the request a lil, so I hope you don’t mind :)

Word Count: 3,600 +

Warnings: Cursing, and fluff :)

“It’s the best idea I’ve had in a while, I’m sure it’ll work, E.” You spoke to your best friend over the phone as you took a bite out of your granola bar. Your legs were crossed and your sunglasses were perched on the bridge of your nose as you waited for your flight number to be called. You were currently on your way to New York to give your boyfriend a surprise visit, you’ve been missing him like crazy. All around the walls of your apartment were pictures of you and Grayson, of you and Ethan and all three of you. You stared down at your phone wallpaper, there stood Grayson, grinning like an idiot. You closed your eyes, letting your mind fill with his voice. You could hear him teasing you like he’s just feet away, your mind fills with the witty retorts he always comes up with and his heart-warming laugh. You wanted to call out for him softly, as if he could crawl out of your phone screen but this wasn’t Hogwarts and you were no Hermione Granger.

But there was a bright side to all of this, Gray and Ethan were in New York for a very big reason. The two seventeen year olds took the world by storm, they were hosting a television show in New York City and you couldn’t be more proud. They’ve been going back and forth between Jersey and New York, but you knew for a fact they’d be in NY today. It would be the first episode of their show, Grayson begged you to come before, he even offered to pay for your flight but at the time you were too caught up with work.

After begging your boss for a week off, you made a deal for your next vacation you’d have half of it off so you could take this week off. You were okay with it, you didn’t really care, you just wanted to support your boyfriend on his first day of being on TV. You knew the nerves would get to him, especially at night. He was a worrier, he tended to over think things at night and that was why he barely got any sleep. You knew he probably had trouble sleeping last night as well, that was part of why you wanted to visit. Not to just see him, but to calm him. Even Ethan had his occasional doubts but you were always there to show them the bright side of things.

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Imagine doing a photoshoot with Jared about an upcoming movie and him being a dork. Your interaction makes people assume only one thing.

“Jared!” your squeals and giggled were heard all around the studio as you chased after your best friend - crush and he ran away from you.

“You’re not gonna catch me, (Y/n). Not before all the food is gone!” Jared said with a wide grin, his laughter warming your heart in the same your angry face, combined with a pout made his own skip a beat. Yeah, not what a best friend should feel.

“Jared Padalecki! I swear to Chuck, come back right here and get this photoshoot done or so help me!” 

“Oh really?” he ate more of the food. Correction: your food. Because that was so your plate and he wouldn’t let you have a break and eat it in peace.

“What are you gonna do about it (Y/n/n)?” he asked with a smirk and you gave him a playful glare.

“I’ll show you!” you exclaimed and he squeaked when you went after him.

“Uh should we tell them that you are… taking photos or what?” the photographers assistant asked with a frowned and he shrugged.

“Nah” he shook his head, checking on the photos with a smirk “They have chemistry, more so than any other couple we’ve seen. The magazine editors said they would like some backstage stuff and these photos will definitely rock.

“Couple?” the make-up artist asked “I thought they were just, you know, friends.”

“Hm” he shrugged “Maybe-” he fixed his camera for more photos “But if they keep going like this, won’t be surprised if we get a wedding invitation soon.” he chuckled as he went back to taking photos.

The Morrígan

Pairing: Finn Balor x Reader

A/N: As someone whose interest lies mainly in the fantasy genre, I thought it was finally time to play around with the Demon King… Sort of hoping to make this into a little series, sort of waiting to see how it goes  

Summary: One time, an angel fell in love with the Devil; it was absolute chaos. But it was nothing compared to the ruination created by a dance shared between a Demon King and the Queen of Phantoms.

“In the very depths of Hell, do not demons love one another?” - Anne Rice 

If you think every love story ends with a joyous ride off into the sunset, think again. 

Some end in flames. Not the passionate kind one would expect from the burning sensation of love; but rather, the kind that blisters your skin and leaves you screaming until your lungs burst. These stories of love come from those who want to watch the world burn; the people who will stand, hand in hand, in the wisps of oranges, reds, and blue, that swirl around their bodies, and glitter in their destructive eyes. 

There’s one love story like this that would entice the Devil himself. 

And it did; because late at night, when all the little demons have gone to their beds, they beg and plead for their father to give them a story, and while the girls beg for one of a passion, the boys crave one filled with blood; and the only story their father found compromise in, was the story about a lifetime where a King of Demons extended his hand to the Queen of Phantoms. 

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anonymous asked:

What video is that hot stuff gif you re blogged from

it’s here in the brits 2015 backstage tour vid :) isjdfksjdlfjsdlf god tbh all of the brits content is so underrated and lovely. esp the backstage tours, they’re so surprisingly relaxed in these videos and laughing a lot and feeling awkward and out of place and it’s honestly adorable to watch??? and there’s some genuinely flirty moments in this vid omg and a lot of shots of them squeezing together as they take in all the Serious Business brits stuff together :(( here r some cute pics i have from this vid just bc im feelin emo and want to share: 

i just feel like the brits vids are lowkey such good examples of the way dnp sort of subtly lean on each other (i mean figuratively mostly but also sometimes literally) in situations where theyre a bit uncomfortable and out of their depth

ahahah also a bonus: 

Parker! (Peter Parker X Fem!Reader)

Characters: Peter Parker X Fem!Reader, Dad!Tony Stark X Daughter!Reader

Universe: Marvel, Avengers, Spiderman

Warnings: Bit of bullying, angry over protective dad.

Request: Tony Stark’s daughter is popular and in a band and at a concert, Peter is getting picked on for being alone so Reader goes and kisses him and hugs him, surprising everyone with their secret relationship, much to Tony’s disapproval. 

Originally posted by knfie-edge

Originally posted by passion-of-arts

You were the infamous Y/N Stark, the daughter of Tony Stark, also known as Iron man. There’s a lot of things you get from your dad: Your looks, your brain, and your love for music. Especially rock music. Tony had an infinite source of videos of you singing rock songs, from infancy to now. Because of you always singing, you had quickly discovered you were quite the singer, and started a band. You were the lead singer, with your 3 close friends as the other band members. Because of your smarts, you were the top of your class, and because of your looks, you got a lot of attention. Also it was inevitable you would get an attitude like your dad, which made you quickly rise in popularity. Also since your dad was an Avenger, you knew things that the world didn’t know about… like who Spiderman is. Though to be honest you had presumed it was the little nerdy boy in your class.

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Closer (Taron Egerton fanfiction)

Originally posted by galahadftw

You loved him but there was no way it’d ever work. You were too different. But when you cross paths with Taron again at a hotel bar, you find yourself losing defenses that you’ve fought so hard to build up. 

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The Little Mermaid

Originally posted by intopxicated

REQUESTS AND STORIES: The Little Mermaid (T.O.P x Reader)


Tags: nsfw / +18 / smut / casual sex / rough sex / slight dom / slow burn / eader’s pov (woman) x idol / kpop staff au / stylist au
Featuring: Choi Seunghyun (T.O.P), BIGBANG
Writer: CL
Word Count: 3,6k words
Comments: Request said: “ Could I request a Choi Seunghyun/TOP scenario/one shot (I don’t quite know the difference between the two, I’m sorry!) where you somehow get a job working backstage at a bigbang concert and he can’t keep his eyes off you every time he comes back to change and at the end of the night he has to have you and you’re just as enthusiastic? Also could the reader be younger than him? Sorry if this is way too detailed, I’ve never requested like this before! <3 “ | I tried to make as close as the request as possible. They met backstage and the sexual tension heats up and the end is, well… This is a smut blog after all | This is my first kpop smut fanfic with BIGBANG. I hope you like it! | Just for curiosity, one shot is a single story. Scenario can be turned into a series. I use them both here as synonyms because I might turn them into series or write a sequel if the response is good. 

ATTENTION, PLEASE READ: This is a fictional story. Any similarities to real people are unintentional. This story contains mature themes. By reading this story you agree that you are 18 years or older. The author does not authorize the reproduction, reposting, editing or any alteration of this material, fully or partially.

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guys i feel like crying in a corner when i think about markhyuck. i may be a little delusive but markhyuck is so soft around each other, excluding all the (loving) teasing haechan does to mark and sometimes vice versa.

like is it just me or does anyone else notice how mark’s focus was like a second too long on haechan when they high-fived during dunk shot perf? and on today’s backstage interview at music bank, haechan is trying so hard to hold back a huge ass smile when mark spoke and after they showed their key point of their dance, both of them looked at each other and snickered and wow- markhyuck’s friendship is really the best. imagine being able to do the things you and your best friend love the most together. when will i reach that level of friendship ;_;

p.s. i may or may not do a list of favorite markhyuck moments so hmu on my inbox/message if u want me to!! (i may just do it lol i rly cant hold back my feelings ;;)

Bates Motel series finale: Kerry Ehrin pens farewell to the show

And so goodbye…

There’s a beautiful monologue at the end of The Glass Menagerie where Tom, a young man with a crippled sister and an abusive mother, has left home because his mother is unwilling to change and he cannot help his sister in that environment. So he leaves and tries to live his life: He travels all over trying to forget his sister, trying to put her out of his mind…

“Laura, Laura, I tried so hard to leave you behind me but I am more faithful than I intended to be. I reach for a cigarette. I cross a street. I run to the movies or to a bar. I buy a drink. I speak to the nearest stranger. Anything that will blow your candles out. For nowadays the world is lit by lightning. Blow out your candles, Laura. And so goodbye.”

This is basically how I feel about Bates Motel. About the fictional inhabitants of White Pine Bay. About my Norma and Norman. I have no idea how I will escape them living in my head and in my heart. They are going to haunt me.

As the finale circles back to the pilot, I find myself circling back to the beginning of this whole journey. I remember walking to Carlton Cuse’s office on the Disney lot, wondering what in the hell I was doing working on a show about killing people. But I was excited to work with Carlton, of whom I had heard such good things, and it was a challenging opportunity but wholly new territory for me. I was scared. And I remember thinking about Norma and Norman and trying to get inside them as I walked up to that first day of work. I had some version of their hearts beating in me, even though I knew nothing about them yet. But I felt the presence of them, and there they were, already looking after me.

Writers are crazy.

Carlton and I went to work, and I soon found we were both on the same page, wanting to tell a real story of a real mother and son who loved each other but couldn’t overcome their own past and issues, valiantly though they would try. A love story told with humor and heart and heartache. (And may I take this moment to thank Carlton Cuse, my partner and dear friend, for everything he has given and that I have learned from him. Carlton, I loved creating this world with you.) Being with Norma and Norman on that journey, I fell in love with them. I spent the next six years with them. Like, full time, intimately, spent it with them. I know them as well as I know any real people in my life, and much better than some. I know what they would do or feel in any situation. I know them like the back of my hand. How do you say goodbye to people you know like the back of your hand?

Looking back, Norma was the most exciting character I have ever had a hand in bringing to life, made even more exciting by Vera Farmiga’s mind-blowing performance. Norma was a kind of every woman. She wanted love. She wanted to have value. She wanted to be left alone by men who didn’t treat her with the respect she deserved. She never wanted to lose her son who was this miracle human — and miraculously, a man — who loved her unconditionally. Who needed her as much as she needed him, who would never leave her. That need to not be abandoned was her weakness but also part of her vulnerable beauty and her ability to be so present with him. She appreciated him. She appreciated the love they shared because she had not experienced a lot of love in her life.

Norma was damaged, but she never wallowed in it. She rarely felt sorry for herself. She always put one foot in front of the other and kept going. She kicked ass when she had to. She kept trying to find happiness, find peace, take care of her son. Have value in a world that did not value her. And she did find it. And although it was cut short by her death, she did get to find her heart’s desire in her lifetime, which is something you cannot say for everyone, even some people who live to be 90.

I realize now that Norma was a conduit wherein I could quietly express my own insecurities and chart my own growth; as a writer and a showrunner, but mostly as a human being. So much of what I was experiencing taking on a job I had never done before wound up subconsciously threading itself into Norma’s story: a woman who didn’t know what she was doing taking on a new life, finding out it wasn’t what she expected, taking it by the balls regardless and giving it her all, come hell or high water. When Norma died, it felt like the Phoenix: like my old self was gone and a new, stronger and more confident self had emerged.

Like I said, writers are crazy.

Norman, also, has been one of the loves of my life and a joy to help create. Crazy Norman with his loving heart and his fragile brain. Never was there so much joy in any psycho, homicidal maniac. The happiness and true contentment he felt in his mother’s love always just melted me like a pat of butter on a hot pancake. Writing the scenes where he and Norma were in co-dependent bliss was true happiness for me. (I think the longing I have for connection, forged at an early age, will never be completely quelled. Being able to live inside Norma and Norman, when they were together and happy. was always a beautiful dream.)

I also loved Norman’s idiosyncrasies. His “oopsy daisy’s” and his “well I reckons.” (Freddie reveled in those and contributed most of them.) I loved Norman when his eyes were big like a puppy and his pupils would get all dilated, and I loved Norman when he was pissy and strident and really thought he had put someone in their place (but really hadn’t actually done it so very well: “The great thing about taxidermy is it goes with everything”). I loved Norman when he was happy and affectionate, and I loved Norman when he was lost and sad and I wanted to save him.

I always wanted to save him. And Norma. I always wanted to save them.

I loved Dylan with his wounded heart and his clarity and his selflessness. His beautiful love for his family that never really totally gave him back the love he deserved. He strove to see the truth in the dark. Even though it hurt him. Even though it knocked him down. He kept getting up. He kept going forward. He is a hero of truth in my opinion. And he is the success story of Bates because he dared to look at the truth, full on in the face. And that’s why he survived along with Emma — Emma the old soul, the truth-seeker, the beating and true heart under all the madness of the world she was in. Emma, the last person who should have outlived everyone else. And yet she did.

Getting to spend these years with Alex Romero was another joy. Watching him go from completely guarded tough guy to the most vulnerable open heart in the universe was an amazing experience. Being able to write a scene with him and Norma was always so exciting and fun because they always pressed all of each other’s buttons. Their hearts were trying, very, very carefully, to get out in the sun. And they finally did, for a short time.

It’s hard to say goodbye. But goodbye must be said to all the inhabitants of crazy White Pine Bay! The broken and heartbreaking Caleb who could never escape himself. The one man Comedia del Arte that is Chick Hogan. The sacrificial lamb, Bradley Martin. The enigmatic Miss Watson. The totally f—ed up Shelby. The hilariously evil Abernathy. The tragically fabulous Bob Paris. The only woman who could fill the Sheriff shoes left by Romero, Jane Greene.

I hear the clock ticking. Time is moving forward. Things have their time on this earth.

Time to wrap this up. And yet I can’t. I feel like Norman and Norma are sitting here with me, laughing as I try to. At the illusion that I can.

“Blow out your candles, Laura…”

Thank you for going on this ride with me. For being by my side. For never leaving me alone. There’s a bonfire burning in my heart and always will be.

Good luck blowing that f—er out, my friends.

And so, goodbye.

“The last time I was at my house”

“Side by side”

“Love how Tucker Gates framed this amazing shot. Damn I’m going to miss working with these old cars. The actors aren’t bad either.”

“On the set acting out Dylan’s blocking. Vera says I should get this Photoshopped so it looks like a portrait of me on the wall — haha.”

“Chilling in the living room with Freddie and J Paul, our on-set costumer and a lovely human being. Freddie’s okay too.”

“Backstage as Donna fixes dead Norma’s hair”

“Goodbye little kitchen”

“From Norma’s kitchen. A wish for you all.”

“Last day in the house”

“No comment. Just tears.”

“The last night the set existed before it disappeared like Brigadoon into the mist”

“The universe is a Fata Morgana. Life is a dream.”

“Watching this on the monitor and crying while Max kills it in all respects.”

“Tucker Gates, I will miss breathing down your neck at the monitor, haha. Thank you for your artistry, my friend.”

“My angels”

“What to do in between killing your brother and playing dead at the dining table.”

“An amazing day in the woods”

“Me and the Psycho”

“There’s a time for departure even when there’s no certain place to go.” —Tennessee Williams


Nuka World was rough and Deacon did a spectacular near-death stunt at one point and I imagine it took him a while to recover from that, or even wake up. He must have lost a lot of blood. :CCC He’s been patched up and mostly cleaned and changed into clean bandages here though. Maybe he’s even been awake already, just. got knocked out again by the medicine and the blood loss and whatever they had to do to get the bullets out of him. :s I don’t know, I didn’t really particularly want to draw him all bloodied and grimy. xD

(Long story short they went to the Pack backstage during Hunting Season and Deacon tried some ill-advised hero moment and got squished into a corner and shot at by like. everyone in the room. I WAS SO DISTRESSED.)

Oops I made myself sad but HEY HE’LL BE FINE. He’ll be fine. ^u^ I think maybe he has some permanent damage in the arm that will keep bothering him later in life but nothing he can’t live with.

Also *drumroll* Shaun & Deacon feeeeels!!!

#5- “I’m going to take care of you, okay?” Prompt

From anon: “#5 on the second list with Baron Corbin”

Author’s note: Fluffy Wolf

TAG LIST!!!!: @allgirlswrestlingclub @ilovesamizaynn @wweismyguiltypleasure @welshwitch5 @kaitlynwwefan

Y/n was ready. This was her moment. She was finally getting a shot at the WWE Smackdown Women’s Championship at the biggest party of the summer, SummerSlam. She stretched backstage when her best friend, Mr. Money in the Bank, Baron Corbin came up.

   “Please tell me you aren’t here to give me crap. I’m already swallowing my nerves.”

   “Y/n, I know what it’s like to have a big match, I’m just here to wish you luck. Even though I know you are gonna whoop Naomi’s ass. Have confidence in yourself kiddo.”

   “Baron, we are the same age. But you’re right. I’m gettin my title tonight. I’m gonna stop her glow.”

They both smile at each other before her music hits. She slaps his chest lightly before running out to an ovation of boos. She was a heel after all and fed off the crowd.


Y/n knew something was wrong. The crowd looked terrified and she was on the mat. Everything was blurry and she had a shooting pain down her neck. She could move it but barely. The bell was rung and the match was called off as a hush fell over the crowd. EMT’s, refs, and Naomi were around Y/n as she lay still near the middle of the ring. She didn’t know what happened. A move she had done hundreds times somehow backfired on her. Her finisher was a variation of the Swanton Bomb combined with a Corkscrew. Naomi was supposed to move out of the way and she did, but Y/n landed right on her neck.

While the EMT’s are getting her on the stretcher, Corbin ran down and stood on her side. They were in a storyline together so people weren’t surprised. He clutched her hand and she could see him out of the corner of her eye.

   “Y/n, holy shit are you- how did you- what…”

   “Baron, I can’t understand you when you talk a mile a minute. Just tell me it’s going to be okay.”

   “Yeah, yeah you are gonna be fine. The doctor’s are gonna check on you.”

The crowd cheers as she shoots a thumbs up while being stretchered out.

                                           ____One Week Later___

   “A year without wreslting?! This is bullshit!”

   “Y/n, you were one inch away from breaking your neck, you are lucky as hell you will get to compete again.”

Y/n laid her head, with her neckbrace, in Baron’s lap while he stroked her hair, helping her relax slightly.

   “I’m going to take care of you, okay?” 

   “What about the tour? you are Mr. Money in the Bank, you have to go.”

   “Nope, I talked to Shane and he said he completely understands, same with Bryan. They know how close we are and know how hard this might be for you.”

Y/n feels herself tear up and tries to wipe away a stray tear away before Corbin notices, but it’s too late.

   “Y/n, are you okay? Is it your neck?”

Y/n sits up and turns her body to face Baron. 

   “It’s not that, I’m just so happy you are my best friend.”

She wipes away the constant tears as Baron leans over and kisses her gently on the lips. Baron pulls away as he wipes the rest of her tears while he smiles against her lips.

   “I may be your best friend, but I want to be so much more.”

Ello loves!

So I know this is kinda short and probably shitty, but I love writing a Fluffly Baron Corbin!!

Again, I just want to say that I am so thankful for all of you guys, my followers, and people who just like or even read my work. As a writer, it means the world to me and hope you all know that <3

So back to the task at hand. For the Prompts: WWE- give me a wrestler and a number and anything you want included and I will do it (unless the number has already been taken). Writing- Give me any character, any fandom, number and whatever you would like in it (unless the number is already taken). Inbox, or message me your ideas. I would love to hear them :)

I also want to point out that these prompt lists are not my original and I did reblog them from other people. If anyone wants tagged in any upcoming drabble/imagine, please let me know! Even if you didn’t see them on the previous list, just let me know the superstar and i’ll let you know if I have one lined up for them. Feel free to talk to me too! I love a good conversation and I love meeting new people! See you guys very soon for the next drabble/imagine!

Ciao loves <333

jyonzu  asked:

They don't show the black lion flying in formation with the others at that exhibition thing, but voltron IS SHOWN there so keith has to be there somewhere,,,, THEYRE JUST BEING MEANIES AND REFUSING TO SHOW HIM WHY

voltorn is there but i really honestly can’t see keith being particularly happy about this whole spectacle. like yes they need allies but im sure this is gonna be in his eyes counterproductive. he’ll probably think it overshow-y and grand and surely they can forgo this there must be more efficient way bc LOTOR IS STILL OUT THERE and keith’s fierce devotion to the mission and what voltron is here to do paired with getting shit done once he has set himself on something (and he has definitely set himself on stopping lotor) he will not stop until it’s done. this will feel like a distraction/diversion from their course, probably. 

so yes…. this whole parading around of voltron will probably frustrate him a lot. could most likely be the beginning of said rift with a conflict of where to focus voltron’s efforts. in his mind it’s not the purpose of voltron, to be some kind of big space attraction and im p sure that’s exactly how keith will see this whole thing. he’s a pretty ‘all cards on the table’ kind of person in most circumstances (some exceptions but they’re often personal things). so in his eyes, a show is not what they need and even though he conceded and understood they needed allies in S3 i think he’ll find the fixation on a coalition and all the publicity side to it vexing. 

he’ll be firmly rooted in his goal - that they need to act and work towards stopping lotor. if allies need convincing and dazzling with fancy showy displays then what’s the point? they should be on board out of the principle of what they’re standing for rather than being coerced through glitzy and pretty shows. like i said keith from his own personal perspective on the matter will probably argue that this coalition could be built more efficiently and quickly through other means than flying around in formations for show. also i wouldn’t be surprised if to keith this feels like ego stroking of the figure of ‘voltron’ parading around for the sake of looking good and propaganda as opposed to actually going out there on their mission. 

keith proves time and time again that to him it’s the actions of people/organisations/groups that mean the most to him in coming to a judgement and decision on them. declaring all this shit and spewing words and fancy flight shows to an audience in his opinion probably wouldn’t mean squat and count for nothing. if you’re gonna do something don’t say you’re gonna do it just literally go and do it. 

i honestly wouldn’t be surprised if after the first time they form voltron in this coalition place and go backstage or whatever keith takes his helmet off with a scowl and refuses to do it again and insists they need to start working on stopping lotor who is still out there which may well be met with “this will help” then met with his counter argument bc how can they be offering security it’s just contrived to be conducting ceremonies like this when lotor is out there and they’re not even focusing on that. the rift gets bigger at this point ect. that cOULD BE ….. .why he’s not in group shots a lot. maybe. 


Happy Birthday Bo - A Bo Burnham Imagine

This was for the anon who told me I should write something for Bo’s birthday… Which was sixteen days ago. But better late than never, I suppose.


“Happy birthday, baby.” You told him over the Skype call. Bo smiled sadly on his end.

“It’s not exactly happy without you, now is it?” He asked, sighing. He was sitting on the hotel room’s small couch, his elbows on his knees and his chin in his hands.

“I suppose not.” You said, checking in the small screen that showed what you looked like on his end to make sure the background was vague. He didn’t need to know quite yet that you were in the same town.

You’d known you had to go visit him on tour for his birthday. You’d taken the flight into Austin last night.

“Well my show’s in an hour. I should probably go.” He said, his voice not usually as excited as it was when he was about to do a show. You nodded.

“Call me after?” You asked.

“Of course. Bye babe.” He told you before he hit end call and your screen went dark.

You sighed, leaning your head back against the head rest of the rental car. Now you waited.


You decided to wait until after the show started to run inside. You didn’t want to risk him seeing you.

“(Y/N)!” Bo’s manager called to you. He was standing right next to the curtain. You’d already called and asked if you could go on stage for Bo’s birthday and of course he’d agreed. “You’re good to go at any time, girl.” You nodded and he walked away.

You knew exactly when you wanted to go on and waited for it. When you heard the joke that came right before it, you dug in your pocket for what you’d brought.

You creeped out on stage, holding a finger to your lips so the large crowd wouldn’t give you away. Finally he began the joke.

“So my dad said he thinks I act too flamboyant on stage and I said ‘Really dad-’”

“Happy birthday!” You cut him off, throwing your own confetti on him. He whipped around, a huge grin on his face.

“(Y/N)!” He said, launching forward to wrap his arms around you. “What are you doing here?”

“Well I couldn’t just miss your birthday, could I?” You asked with a smile.

“I love you so much.” He whispered, leaning down to kiss you quickly, earning catcalls and whistles from the audience. “I’ll meet you backstage after the show.” He told you and you nodded, waving to the crowd before walking offstage.

Before you got all the way to the side, however, you heard someone yelling “Enjoy the birthday sex!” from the audience. You stopped and grinned out at everyone.

“Oh I will!” You yelled back.

Bo looked at you like he wanted to strangle you.

Vices and Virtues - Chapter Thirteen

Emma was right, they were not like any other band, his energy took my breath away. He was a seasoned performer, the crowd was in the palm of his hand. With a look or a gesture he would tell me where to go, and just like the last time I’d photographed him, he knew how to work the camera to his advantage. He was, amazing. As the show was finishing and he started to run off stage, he turned and motioned, “keep following me” he called out. I took off after him as he jogged backstage, high fiving people on the way. Waving at others and slowed down as he got to his dressing room, I followed him in taking candid shots of him taking out his earpiece and unhooking his mic pack. I stopped to look at the camera only to have it rudely snatched out of my hands. I shrieked as he took it off me and set it down on a nearby table. He slammed the door shut and pushed me up against it. His hands were everywhere all at once, running down over my breasts around my hips, finally gripping my ass, pulling me against his body as his lips crashed onto mine kissing me roughly. I was momentarily dazed and allowed this ambush for a few minutes before I came to my senses. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!!” I snapped pushing him away. He looked at me in surprise “What’s wrong?” he asked. He took a step towards me and I lifted my hands to stop him. “No, stop! I’ll tell you what’s wrong! When I text you, you chastised me for something that wasn’t my fault, then I get here and go straight to work after being on a eight hour flight, you waltz in and treat me like crap, now you want to play nice, you tell me, what the fuck do you think is wrong??” I was almost yelling at him in anger. He looked at me, frowning at my outburst. He was breathing hard, sweat covered his torso, his muscle tee sticking to him. I couldn’t help but feel a little aroused at the sight. “I’m always testy before a show, I was worried you wouldn’t make it” he said looking contrite. “Would that have been so terrible, if I had missed the first show? I mean I get it, but it’s not like I could help it, but the way you acted … you acted like a fucking asshole” I said pushing past him to grab a drink. “Okay okay, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have reacted the way I did” he exhaled loudly, I could tell he meant it, but he was also saying it to placate me. He was a ball of energy, still on a high from performing and I knew what he wanted to help him come down. Pretty much every musician I had ever met was the same. I shrugged slightly as I took a drink. “Whatever, I’m going, I’m exhausted and I haven’t slept for over 24 hours” I put down my bottle of water and started to pack up my gear. He came up behind me wrapping his arms around my waist, “I missed you Charlotte” he murmured nuzzling the back of my neck, I shivered slightly. “Really? I’d never have guessed” I said trying to move out of his embrace, but he was holding me tightly. He turned me around and leaned in kissing me, gently this time, slowly coaxing my lips apart with his tongue and sliding it in. I enjoyed this for a few moments then reluctantly pulled back “Jared do you need me to help you, to relax?” I said in a playfully sexy voice, running my hands down his chest, over his abs, one stopping at his hip the other stopping at his crotch. I heard a small moan escape his throat and he nodded. “Yes…” he breathed, “please..” he said almost begging. That in itself was a turn on, I loved hearing him beg. I almost weakened, almost. He was rock hard as I gripped him through his pants and he pushed against me a groan escaping his throat. “Well I’ll tell you what you should do …. go back to the hotel, have a shower and jerk off, that’ll certainly relax you” I said, shoving him away before he realized what was happening. He growled, “Charlie, what the fuck?!!” I grabbed my gear and quickly exited the room leaving him standing there looking furious. Letting out a peal of laughter as I ran off towards the exit!

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**One-Shot Masterlist**

A Mix of kpop idol one-shots- with the majority being Smut! ;) Includes, BTS, EXO, BIGBANG, IKON and more… (Requests are open) :P

‘Eyes on the boys and I’ll give you what you want’ = Kim Jongin/Kai - EXO

Summary: Movie Night - Kinky Smut

‘Gotta keep quiet, Or i can’t help you…’ = Kim Hanbin/B.I - iKON

Summary: Concert/Backstage - Smut

‘We’re rocking around the Christmas tree…’ = Kwon Jiyong/G-Dragon - BIGBANG

Summary: Christmas Party - Smut

‘We’re here to have fun…’ = Kwon Jiyong/G-Dragon - BIGBANG

Summary: Someone plz write a scenario when you meet GD at the club and he’s just chugging on a bottle of tequila like its no biggy and being all flirty and touchy with you and not caring about the camera plzzz !!! (Courtesy of @thekpopbitch )

‘You talk too much…’ = Song Minho/Mino - Winner

Summary: Christmas Party - Angst/Smut

‘I’d do anything for you…’ = Park Jimin/Jimin - BTS

Summary: Christmas - Smut

'But Daddy!’ = D.O/Do Kyungsoo - Exo

Summary: Anniversary - Smut

Nammy = Kim Namjoon/Rap Monster - BTS

Summary: The boys are away so the ‘Nammy’ has to play.

‘At least you have white bed sheets…’ = Kwon Jiyong/G-Dragon - BIGBANG

Summary:  What about a one-shot when GD and his clique (xin,donald king ect) are walking home from a night of clubbing and end up going to your apt because its close. GD knowing were you keep the spare key and letting themselves in just to find that you sleep in the nude and deciding to have some sexy time with you 

‘Clearly I have to change that…’ = Kwon Jiyong/G-Dragon - BIGBANG

Summary:  ‘ where it’s late and he comes home unexpected to find you moaning his name and touching yourself’

New Year ‘One-shot’ = BTS - SMUT

Part 1‘I called dibs. She’s mine tonight.’ -Taehyung and Jungkook

Part 2‘Because Taehyung got his turn, and now I want mine.’ - Jungkook and J-hope

Part 3‘So, I say…you give them another chance…to show you just how good they are at sharing….’ - Jimin, Jungkook, Taehyung, J-hope and Rapmon

Part 4 - ‘I’m in Charge.’ - Kim Namjoon

ENJOY!! :D <3

anonymous asked:

If you could see one live performance(led zeppelin) which one. And what would you do? I know I would try to get backstage for sure!!

Burn Like a Candle - June 25, 1972!  One of the best shows ever recorded (it’s part of HTWWW).  Robert’s voice was fantastic, and their catalog was really broad at that point.  Just an out of this fuckin world gig.  Robert is hot hot HOT in 72 - perfection.  If I made it through the actual show without bursting info flames, I would do WHATEVER IT TOOK to get backstage.  Sigh.  Thanks for the question!  :-) Evening now shot but sooo worth it. <333

As much as I love what Seth and Dean have going right now, I really wish the dynamic was a little bit different outside the ring. Like, yeah they teamed up against Shesaro but I want a shot where they’re backstage after winning the titles and being like “Oh fuck, we’re gonna have to keep doing this to keep these” or like Dean constantly shitting on Seth and Seth having to just take it because Seth feels guilty as fuck and Dean’s holding it over him. 

Like Seth saying something Dean doesn’t like and Dean going “Ah, sorry, I missed that, my head just suddenly started hurting really bad for ~some reason~” And Seth’s like “Dude come on” and Dean suddenly cries out something about his aching back and Seth’s like “Dude I said I was sorry!” and Dean just gets this shit eating grin and takes over the conversation when Seth shuts up.

Or when someone cuts a promo on Seth, Dean goes “Well, yeah, all of that and” and just starts tearing Seth a new one before going “…HOWEVER” and then cutting a promo on their opponents.

Idk salty!Dean and really guilty but accepting the shit!Seth it would just feel a little more realistic for me.