i posted it on twitter already but this deserves to be in my tagged me

Q+A For ConcertTeamup

Hello everyone! I hope some of this clear things up. I understand some are a little confused on how this all works! Remember I am always here if you have any questions or concerns, please send them through messages or on ask! Lots of to you all! x


Q:   “Is this legit?”

A: Yes, I want this all to be as safe as possible for fans. We don’t scam and we don’t lie.


Q: “I’m selling a ticket, how do I do this?”

A: You have already done what you need to do! All I need to know is that you have one (or more) available for purchase! I will then find you someone to match with, as soon as possible. 


Q: “How do I send a request or submission for a ticket/s?”

A: Simple! Send them through ask or messaging! Both are available and open. Submitting makes it a little difficult to answer you directly though.


Q: “What should I send for the request for tickets?”

A: Just tell me what show you are wanting to attend to, and how many tickets you need, also if you need a specific ticket. It is nice to know your age, your name also how much you are offering but that is totally optional for you to tell me.


Q: “How do I get ‘Matched’” 

A: Simple, pretty much once I find a ticket, and if you are chosen. I tell you who you have been matched with. I will also then tell you that you should contact each other for how you want it all to be arranged. I don’t want to intrude on your details so I leave the communication aspect to be completely up to you two.


Q: “I have been matched and am talking to the seller/buyer and we need help”

A: I am always here to help you guys in any way that I can.


Q: “I have been matched but i’m getting a strange vibe”

A: I’m very sorry to hear that. We want this to be as safe and easy as possible. If you for some reason feel that there is something shady coming from your seller/buyer, please let us know immediately. I will ask you to share what you think might be happening. I will then talk to the two of you to sort it out. It will then be asked to the seller for proof by photo and/or video of the ticket/s. If you still feel that there may be more going on, I will gladly find you someone else that you feel safer with. Although, there is a very slight chance that you will be scammed, as I talk to all of you before you are matched and make sure that you have good intentions. 


Q: “I already have tickets, I just don’t want to go alone”

A: That is totally understandable, and congrats on getting tickets! I will try and find someone to match you with as soon as possible so you have someone to attend the show with. 


Q: “How do I pay once I have been matched?”

A: I leave this up to the two of you to decide as people have different requirements. Although I know you can send the payment through Ticketmaster, Paypal, Bank Transfers, etc. But again the decision is totally up to and what works best for you and your seller/buyer. Im always here if you need any assistance. 


Q: “How do I send the tickets to the buyer?”

A: As of right at this moment, nobody has their physical tickets as its only been about 36 hours since tickets sold out. But in the future you are able to connect with each other on Ticketmaster to transfer tickets, without any costs and also safely. You can also mail tickets as an option, but we all know that shipping physical items may get lost in delivery. Again this is totally up to the buyer/seller, which ever method works best for the two of you is important. Im always here for help.


Q: “I have been matched, and have successfully gotten my tickets, but I no longer need them”

A: Thats totally fine! I will find someone for you to match with! You now take on the role as a seller. 


Q: “I have been matched to a seller, but I don’t need the ticket/s anymore”

A: Sorry to hear that! We will then find someone else for the ticket/s”


Q: “Will you let us know if you have any available?”

A: Yes of course! As soon as I have some available, you will all be notified. I recommend turning our posts notifications on. You can do this by going on my home page and selecting the person shaped icon in the right corner, once selected there should be a “Get Notifications” button. Click that. There will then be a lightning bolt next to the icon to confirm. I am always here for help if you are confused. 


A: “Can I be added to the ___ list”

Q: Yes, although there is no waiting list. Once I let you guys know that there is a ticket available, I will also tell you a specific word (Example: “Green”, “Pink”, “Sweet Creature”) Send me the word that I ask for that is linked to that ticket, and you will be added to a list that will help me randomly draw one of you for the ticket. I want it to be as fair as possible. If you guys prefer a waiting list, please let me know. I want all of you to get a chance. 


Q: “How do I get chosen for tickets, is there something I can do”

A: Demand for tickets is very high at the moment. Send me a request, and also keep on the look out for my posts. I don’t choose for who I think deserves it more, I think you all deserve a chance and a ticket. I don’t single people out if they believe in specific ‘ships’ or if they just created a blog that day. We all support the same person/people and I think thats very important, so no at this moment there is no special way to get a ticket. In the future there may be a list, but no I want this to be as fair as possible. If you disagree or have another opinion, please let me know again I want what works best for all of you! 


Q: “I didn’t get any tickets the last time you had some available”

A: Don’t give up, there will be more to come. It’s only been two days and I have already been able to match people. Just keep your eyes peeled on my account. 


Q: “How much time do people have to be entered on to the list for the  ______ show?”

A: After I notify you all that I have a ticket available. Im giving you all 12 hours to send me the specific word. Please keep in mind that may change depending on if the seller will allow this much time. 


Q: “You didn’t reply, was I not on the list?”

A: If you sent me the word in the correct time, you would have been on the list. If I don’t answer its because I have quite a few messages, but don’t worry nobody is going unnoticed. I see all. 


Q: “Do you have the ticket physically”

A: No, I dont. A direct you to someone who does and is safe/reliable. 
Think of me as a manager. 


Q: “If you manage to get tickets, will the name change to yours?”

A: No, I don’t think the name will change. As far as I’m aware the person who first bought the ticket will have their name on it. 


Q: “Where exactly are you getting the tickets from”

A: Either someone has come to me saying they have some for sale, or I look for them myself through other platforms. 


Q: “For example, if I was able to get a ticket to the Sydney show with your help, will there be a problem when I show them the ticket at the venue…? Because I heard several people saying that they may not let you in if it doesn’t have your name on it or something like that?”

A: From what I’ve heard is that its different for every place. Some people will only be allowed access if the person who originally bought the tickets is there with ID for proof. This is where we get the name ‘concertTeamUp’. So if someone is selling a ticket the buyer can tag along with the person who has their name on the ticket. This way you will be “Teaming Up” and going to the show together. Although some places also don’t need for the person who originally bought the ticket with their name on it to be there. I would suggest calling and/or emailing the venue that you are planning to go to. We would hate for someone to get a ticket but not be allowed access. Let us know if you do contact the venues, we can then make a post about the guidelines for each place, if you guys wish. 


Q: “If I am matched but I don’t respond right away, will it be given away to someone else?” 

A: No. I will wait for your response. If you don’t need the ticket anymore I will give it to someone else though. 


Q: I sent a message but Im not sure you got it, you didn’t reply.”

A: Most cases I have seen it, I just haven’t had the chance to reply. I will get back to you as soon as I can. Again, I didn’t realize my blog would be noticed as much as it is. So don’t panic, I do see all.


Q: “I’m still confused”

A: Thats totally okay! Message me and I will try my best to help you understand! 


Q: “Are you selling two tickets at a time to one person?”

A: I understand people need more than one ticket, so I will try my best for you. If I have two available and you are chosen, you may be in luck.


Q: “Will you tell us details about the ticket?”

A: Normally I will tell you the amount of tickets, the place and the price. Its up to the seller on how much information is to be posted. 


Q: “Are trades available?”

A: Yes! Absolutely!


Q: “I don’t have very many places to share your blog.”

A: That is totally fine! You are not obligated to share my blog. This also does not effect your chances of being chosen for a ticket. 


Q: “Where should I share your blog?”

A: It’s completely up to you! Twitter is a good way, but honestly any form of sharing is good and very appreciated! Please don’t feel pressured though.


Q: “Are there groups of people that I can tag along with?”

A: Yes! I can find you a match! Also feel free to try and start one! Let me know if you do! 


Q: “I know people looking for and buying tickets, should I tell them about you!”

A: Its up to you! It will definitely help though!


Q: “What cities have you sold to?”

A: I may be wrong but from what I remember its been, Los Angeles, San Francisco, Singapore, and New York. 


Q: ”Are you only selling tickets to certain cities?”

A: Whatever tickets for whatever shows find there way over here they will be posted. Im selling for all shows. 


Q: “If you have already sold a ticket for a show, will that be the only one?”

A: No, when more come they will be posted no matter how many times its been sold before on here.


Again I am trying my absolute best for all of you! I want this to be a place where we can connect to one another as fans. Thank you for submitting and also for paying attention. It truly does mean a lot, fingers crossed that I get you your ticket/s!

I hope this clears up some things! Again, please know Im always available for anything. These were the most asked questions, so If more come at a high rate I could make a Part 2. Also I apologize for the length of this post, I hope it helps though! x


Much love to you all, x

-CTU.

Twisted In Love (D.T) Part 3

Summary:  Y/N is an up and coming YouTuber. Grayson falls in love with her, and wants her to be his. Little did he know that his twin brother Ethan had the same idea. Who will win her heart? Who’s heart will get broken?

Word Count: 3,691

Warning: Smut.

A/N: Team Ethan or Team Grayson?

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* * Times Skip - 3 Months * *

Reader’s POV

It’s been three months since Ethan asked me to be his girlfriend at the pizza place. Things between us were going pretty well. The fans were starting to accept our relationship, so the hate started to die down a little. Ethan and Grayson were back to normal. There was no more tension between them, which was a relief. Grayson and I on the other hand, we weren’t really on speaking terms. He still hasn’t spoken to me since what happened. He still hasn’t forgiven me. I mean I guess I can’t really blame him. He was dating Tana Mongeau now. That trashy YouTuber. Yeah I said it! I honestly don’t know what he sees in her. I didn’t even know he was into those kind of girls. I mean he seems happy, so I’m happy for him I guess.

I was in my room writing down some ideas for next weeks video. My YouTube channel literally blew up over night. Three months ago, I had about 197,000 subscribers, now I’m a couple hundred subscribers away from 1 million! It obviously had a lot to do with the boys shouting me out on Twitter, when they first saw my channel. I was now verified on Twitter, which is fucking crazy! I got invited to Playlist Live in Orlando next weekend! How did so much happen in 3 months? I’m more than grateful for all of this. There was so much love and support from the fans, but with all that love and support, comes a lot of hate. Some fans would say how I used the boys to help boost my YouTube career. I knew that wasn’t true, the guys knew it wasn’t true, but it was still hard to hear. The guys found my channel. They decided to shout me out, they wanted to film a collab, I didn’t make them do any of that. I mean yes of course them doing all that had a big play in where I am with my career now, but I didn’t use them. 

I was laying in my bed scrolling through Twitter, when Ethan called me. A smile crept upon my face before I answered.

“Hey!” I said!

“What are you up too?” Ethan asked, before I heard a car door closing.

“Nothing much, trying to come up with some ideas for the new video.” I said, scribbling random shapes onto my notebook.

“How’s that coming along?” he asked.

“It’s not. I’m one of those creators block, or whatever you call it. What are you doing?” I asked changing the subject.

He laughed slightly before speaking again. “ Well I’m on my way home right now, but how about we go get some ice cream, and I can help you come up with an idea for the video?” 

“That sounds like a great idea! I’ll get ready and meet you at your place.” I said, closing up my notebook. 

“Sounds good. I’ll see you soon babe.” Ethan said before hanging up.

I stayed in a bed for a few more minutes looking through some tweets, when I noticed the trends. #GrayanaIsOverParty was trending number 1 (Grayana is Tana & Grayson ship name, gross!) Why is this trending? I thought to myself. I clicked on the hashtag, and all I saw were fans calling Tana a hoe, and a slut. I mean that’s nothing new, but I was confused as to way they were saying this. I scrolled a little more, and there was a link to a video. I clicked the link and it took me to Kian’s and JC’s channel. It was a video called “Sexual Spin The Bottle” and Tana was in the thumbnail. It was almost impossible not to cringe watching this video. After watching the video, I decided to go look at her Twitter. Why not? Her last tweet was an hour ago. 

@tanamongeau: When your bf doesn’t like the new YouTube video so he breaks up with you. Oops 

What a bitch.

* * * *

I was in the bathroom finishing up getting ready, so I could go meet Ethan at his apartment. I was brushing my hair, when my Twitter notification had gone off. I walked over to the night stand to check. Looks like Grayson had just posted a new tweet. I’ve always had his, and Ethan’s notifications on. I guess I just never remembered to cut it off. 

@GraysonDolan: Positive Vibes.

I stomach dropped a little thinking about how Grayson must’ve been feeling about the video, and the whole situation. I wanted to reach out and see if he was ok, but I knew I shouldn’t. He wasn’t going to respond to me anyway. I liked and retweeted the tweet, before closing out of the app locking my phone.

I finished brushing my hair, and grabbed my wallet, and my keys of the bed before heading out.

* * * * 

I was outside Ethan’s apartment. I texted him letting him know I was here, but I don’t know what’s taking him so long to open the door. I held up my fist to knock again but the door opened, revealing Grayson.  

“Ethan’s in the shower.” Grayson said coldly, moving out the door way and into the kitchen.

It was like he could careless if I was there. I hate this. I miss him. Before all of this, he was my friend. Can I at least have my friend back? I walked over to the kitchen, and stood by the counter. Grayson was sitting at the dining table, eating some In n Out. I’m pretty sure he knew I was standing there, but he just wanted to be an ass and ignore me. I wanted to ask him if he was okay. I wanted to just talk to him. So I did.

“I heard about what happened with Tana…” I said. He took a sip from his drink, and looked at me with side eyes.

“You didn’t deserve that. You don’t deserve to be made a fool of li-”

“You would know about making someone look like a fool. Don’t you Y/N?” he interrupted me.

Okay, seriously? Why is he being such a jerk? I get that I made him look stupid, but I apologized so many times. He knows how bad I feel about it, so can’t he just let it go? Its been 3 months already!

“Okay, I get you’re still mad but that doesn’t mean you can keep being a dick to me! If you can drop what happened with Ethan, why can’t you drop it with me? We both started dating other people. I’m sorry your relationship with Tana Mongoose didn’t work out. But I had feelings for you Grayson, I did! I tried to reach out. Hell I even went over to see you. I wanted to try and talk to you. But I show up, and you got Tana’s legs spread out in the fucking air, screaming your fucking name! …” I paused. The memory of that moment came flooding back in my brain. I honestly wanted to throw up.

“Look Grayson, I get it okay?” my voice a little calmer.

“It was just so overwhelming to see you guys fight like that. I felt awful knowing that I was the reason. But you need to understand where I was coming from when I didn’t want to make a choice. I thought what I did was the right thing to do. I didn’t want to have to choose between you guys… I couldn’t!”

“But you did choose!” he said, his voice a little louder than before.

I wanted to say something, but before I could Ethan entered the room.

“You ready babe?” Ethan asked, wrapping his hands around my waist. I saw Grayson get up from the dining table, and walked towards his room.

“Yeah, lets go.” I said, with a half smile. 

* * * *

We were sitting outside the fro-yo place eating frozen yogurt, and talking about some ideas for my videos. Ethan was talking about doing a couple’s tag, but to be completely honest, I wasn’t really paying attention. My mind was still stuck on that awkward moment between Grayson and I. “But you did choose.” what he said kept replaying itself in my head. Grayson was right, I did choose. I chose Ethan. I was happy with the choice I made. I was happy with him. So why do I am I starting to feel like I made the wrong choice. 

“Babe!”

“Babe!”

“Y/N!” Ethan said loudly, pulling me out of my thoughts.

“Are you okay?” He asked.

“You haven’t said much since we sat down.”

“Yeah, sorry. I’m not really feeling good.” I lied. There was nothing wrong with me. But I sure as hell wasn’t going to tell Ethan I was thinking about his twin brother. 

“Want me to take you home?” he said, giving me a worried look and I nodded.

Ethan and I arrived at my apartment. He walked me upstairs, wanting to make sure I was okay before leaving. I wasn’t even sick, so I felt bad that he was worrying so much. He offered to stay for a while, but I wanted to soak in the bath, and be alone.

“Ethan, I’m fine! I’m just grabbing some water, and I’m going to go take a bath. We can FaceTime whenever you get home.” I said, giving him a kiss on the lips. He pulled away, and said the three words I was not expecting him to say.

“I love you.” he said, as he moved a strain of hair behind my ear. 

Ethan Dolan just told me he loves me. Why am I standing here like an idiot? Say it back you idiot!

“Ethan. I-I l-”  I wanted to say it back, I tried to say it back. But nothing came out. I just stood there like a deer in headlights.

“Y/N it’s okay. I’m not expecting you to say it back. I just wanted you to know how I felt. Whenever you’re ready babe!” he said, kissing me on the forehead.

“I’ll call you later.” he said, walking out the door of my apartment.

* * * *

Grayson’s POV

I was laying on the couch, scrolling through Twitter on my phone. Thought I’d follow, and DM some fans back. I was scrolling through my notifications, I saw that Y/N liked and retweeted one of my tweets from earlier. I wonder if she still had my post notifications on. I couldn’t help but smile a little at the thought. Remembering when she first told me that. She was so embarrassed, she turned as red as a tomato. My thoughts went back to the somewhat of a conversation we had earlier. That was the most we’ve spoken in months. I just don’t know why she chose Ethan over me. It was me she had the “celebrity crush” on. She liked me. I liked her. We would’ve been perfect together.

I heard the front door open. It was probably Ethan and Y/N coming back from their date. The door opened revealing just Ethan. Y/N wasn’t with him. 

“Yo.” I said, as he entered the living room.

“Yo!” he responded back, giving me a head nod.

“Where’s Y/N?” I asked, curious.

“She wasn’t feeling good, so I took her home.” he said before walking into his bedroom.

We were currently in his room, working on editing the video for next week. It didn’t take us long, because I had already did half of it while Ethan was out. Ethan told me he was gonna FaceTime Y/N, so I went back to my room.

It was 11:45 pm. I was laying in bed, and I could hear Ethan talking to Y/N in the living room. He seriously couldn’t sit in his room, close the door and talk to her? I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t bitter about the whole thing. She was suppose to be my girl. Not his. If it wasn’t for Ethan, coming into the situation, she would’ve been mine. We would be the ones on face-timing right now. Not them. He just had to slide into her DMs even after knowing that I wanted to talk to her! Than on top of that he tried to lie, and hide it! I threw my phone across the room, feeling pissed off at Ethan all over again.

I threw on a white t-shirt, and some black Adidas sweats. I ran my fingers through my hair, before putting on my snapback. I picked up my phone from the floor, and grabbed my keys. I told Ethan I was heading out, before slamming the apartment door shut.

* * * *

I stood in front of her apartment door for what felt like hours, but its only been a few minutes. What am I doing here? Why am I even here? I don’t know, but I just needed to see her.

My hands formed a fist, as I knocked against the hard wood of the door. I knocked a few more times, and I could faintly hear someone talking from the other side.

“E, I gotta go. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.” Y/N said. I’m guessing she hung up because not long after that, the door opened.

“Grayson?” 

“What are you doing here?” she asked, slightly confused. She stepped to the side, letting me in and closing the door behind us.

“I heard Ethan say you weren’t feeling good, so I just wanted to see if you were okay.” I said, standing in the middle of the living room.

“You can sit down you know?” she said sitting down on her couch. 

“And I’m not sick. I just told E that, so he would take me home.” she said, nibbling her bottom lip. A habit of hers I’ve picked up on pretty quickly. She usually does it when she’s feeling bad or guilty about something. 

“Why’d you do that?” I asked, sitting on the couch next to her.

“I don’t know.” her voice was at a whisper. She was fiddling with the ends of her sleeves. I can tell she was lying. She did know why, she just didn’t want to tell me.

We talked for a bit, catching up with what’s been happening with our lives. I congratulated her on hitting 1 Million subscribers on YouTube. I was honestly so proud of her. I just wish I could’ve been a part of all her great achievements. I was too busy being mad at Y/N for what she did, and in spite I started dating some blonde bimbo, trying to get over her. But I never did. My feelings for her never went away. No matter how much I tried to act like I didn’t care, I always have. I was such  prideful person, that I didn’t want to admit it. When Ethan started dating her, words couldn’t even explain how much that hurt me. But I still kept that “I don’t care” attitude going. Even though deep down I knew we belonged together. I don’t want to be that prideful person anymore. I don’t want to lie about my feelings anymore. I need to tell her

“I love you Y/N!” I said, cutting her off. 

“Wh-What did you just say? she asked, standing up from the couch looking at me.

“I said I lo-” I tried to speak but she cut me off.

“No! Shut up!” she yelled at me.

“Why would you do that? You can’t… You can’t just randomly come here, and tell me you love me Grayson! You can’t do that! Especially when I’m dating your brother! For fuck sake, I love you too, but I’m with your bro-” I didn’t let her finish. 

I grabbed the sides of her cheeks and crashed my lips onto hers. She kissed me back, but trying her hardest to keep her arms at her side. Her arms found their way around my neck. I smile into the kiss as I felt her wrapping her arms tighter. Our lips were moving in sync, my hands trailed down her waist. I rested them on the small of her back, pulling her body closer against mine. Her chest against mine, as I could feel my heart beat out of my chest. 

I pulled away from our kiss, and rest my forehead on top of hers. My eyes meeting her beautiful brown ones. My hands found her butt giving it a playful squeeze.

“Jump.” I whispered, before connecting my lips on her soft plump ones.

She jumps wrapping her legs around my waist, as I continue to kiss her intensely. Without breaking the kiss I carry her into her bedroom, and set her down on the set. She takes the collar of my shirt, and pulls me down on top on her. I moved my hands along her sides, stopping at the bottom of her shirt. I pulled her shirt up slowing revealing her stomach. She arched her back, so I could continue removing her shirt. I stopped kissing her for a quick second to pull the shirt over her head, and tossing it on the floor. Her hands made way under my shirt, running her hands up and down my back. She grabbed the trim of my shirt, I pulled my body away from her letting drag off my shirt one arm at a time, than tugging it off my head. I reconnected my lips onto hers, licking her bottom lip for entrance. She parted her lips letting me in, and our kiss deepened.

I moved my hands down slowly, my fingers meeting the waist of her shorts, and slowly pulled them down her legs. I bent down kissing her most private part through her red lace panties, as I run my hands down the back of her legs. She shivered slightly, and I glance up seeing her smiling down at me. I gave her a smirk, as I slid her panties down, tossing them on the floor with her shorts. 

I stood at the end of the bed, pulling down my sweats, and boxers, kicking them off to the side. Not once did my eyes leave her. She looked so beautiful laying there waiting for me. A part of me was feeling really bad for doing this to Ethan, but a part of me didn’t really care. As harsh as that sounds, I didn’t. He knew how I felt about Y/N. But he still decided to go after her. I know I say it a lot, but she belongs with me. And tonight I’m going to show her just how much I want her. 

I grabbed her ankles, and pulled her towards the end of the bed. I climbed on top of her, grabbing her hands, raising them over her head, and locking her fingers with mine.

“Want me to show you who the better twin is? I asked, planting wet kisses up and down her neck. 

“I’m gonna make you feel better than Ethan ever could.” I whispered against her lips.

“Ethan and I… We never… We never had sex…” she said. Her eyes locking on mine.

What? Her and Ethan never had sex? Why? I mean obviously that’s a good thing, but why the hell didn’t he want to tap that ass? Maybe he did? Maybe she didn’t want to have sex with him? I don’t know, but the thought of Y/N never even being touched by my brother turned me on 10 times more. She’s mine. All mine. 

“Mmm.” she hummed, as I pushed my dick into her slowly, not wanting to hurt her. 

Her eyes locked on mine, as she wrapped her legs around my waist. I had her hands in mine, still resting over her head. I was dominantly her physically, but emotionally, she had me at her mercy. I started picking up my pace moving in and out of her body. My eyes never leaving hers. I could feel Y/N digging her nails into my back. But I didn’t mind. That just means I was doing my job. 

“Fuck! Grayson!” she screamed out, as I began to thrust deeper into her. 

I could see her face start to flush, and I felt her body tighten around me. She was close, and I was too. I can feel myself creeping closer and closer into the edge of an orgasm. I started to move faster, and harder.

“G-Grayson, I’m about to cum!” she moaned.

“Cum for me Y/N!” I groaned, pumping my entire length inside her.

“F-fuck!” she half moaned, and half screamed. I continued stroking deeper and faster strokes, until I felt our bodies trembling against each other, and we both came together. 

I rolled over on my side, pulling her naked body close to mind. 

“What did we just do?” she asked. Tracing circles into my bare chest.

I didn’t say anything. We both knew exactly what we did. Y/N just cheated on Ethan, and I just had sex with his girlfriend. Probably by far the most shittiest thing I’ve done. 

“I love you Gray.” Y/N said.

A little taken back at the fact that she just told me she loves me. But I didn’t question her about it. I knew she meant it. I just knew. 

“I love you too babygirl.” I said as I placed a kiss on her forehead. I pulled her closer, and held her tighter against me. 

How can something be so wrong, but feel so right?

Daddy Osterfield pt.1

Purely because I had an idea and I felt like writing because everyone’s been so nice to my first imagine. So enjoy this first part in a story I am so excited to write.

Warnings: none unless you don’t like one night stands or families disowning members.

Word count: 1312.

Tagging: @misshollander1 because you supported me :)

Part 2 is here


Watching your daughter run around, a small smile presented itself on your lips. She seemed so happy, as unaware of all life’s important lessons as she chased after your Dog in the park. The little ones blue eyes blinding you, much like her fathers did on the night you met. For a second you forgot and began to remember how that night progressed.

Keep reading

6 months

2 years. 2 years in a relationship with Nash, just to break up over text message because of the pictures of him and another girl. He was on tour and cheating on you.

You’ll admit, the first week, you laid in bed crying. You were heartbroken. He was your first true love, after pizza of course. But you were so hurt. He said he loved you, but his actions showed otherwise.

In the messages, he said it was an accident. A one time thing. She was just a fan and things just happened. He didn’t mean it. He loved you.

Lie after lie after lie.

The second week you were still upset, but you moved from your bed now. You found yourself mostly playing sad songs and drowning your pain in the bottom of a tub of ice cream. Not the healthiest way to cope, but you were doing okay.

The third week you were finally realizing that he didn’t deserve your tears. You saw his tweets, Instagram pictures, snapchat stories, he was out having the time of his life it seemed. He was out on dates with other girls already. Out partying with the guys. He was happy, so why weren’t you?

The forth week rolled around and you decided you were done. You finally got rid of that box of stuff you had of his under your bed. Your burned the love letters, threw away all the gifts he bought you, like the teddy bear from Valentine’s Day. The minion he won from a carnival game the night he took you on your 4th date. All of it. You were finally ready to move on.

Now, here you are, 6 months post break up, hanging out with your new boyfriend, Beau at his place.

You guys met at the gym (since drowning your sorrows in ice cream did nothing for your figure) a month after your breakup and really clicked. Granted he gave you all his lines that day, it was his sense of humor that made you agree to going out to lunch with him the next day, and well, the rest is history. That was 5 months ago though.

Now here you are, head over heels for the biggest goof you knew. He constantly made you laugh, and his brothers, Luke and Jai, same age as you, were suddenly your best friends. You spent at least 4 days out of the week with Beau, the other 3 you were just busy with work.

You were currently at Beau and the rest of the boys place in LA, cuddled up on his bed watching a movie. You couldn’t deny that you were tired. You were up early this morning for a photoshoot, and you didn’t get home until late last night.

You did some modeling, and you had to admit you did love it. You noticed how 3 months after your break up though, any picture you would post you saw Nash would like it. No big deal, since you did get like 200,000 some likes on a picture, but still.

And he would indirect you on twitter a lot. Or at least he has lately. He’s tweeted ‘don’t ever let go of someone who was once all about you’ and ‘my only regret was hurting you so much it made you leave.’ Of course there were several others, and people always tagged you in the tweets, but you paid no attention.

You were happy with Beau. He made you feel beautiful. Loved. Everything. You loved being around him. You honestly couldn’t even picture being with anyone else now. You wanted nothing more than to just be with Beau. Like, he was your happiness.

That night you didn’t have to work, and you didn’t have anything for the following morning, so as usual you stayed with the boys, a habit that seemed to be starting. You cooked them dinner, which they were grateful for, and then watched them play fifa. Jai and Luke versus Beau and Skip.

Around 11:30 you decided to head to bed, knowing those four would be up for hours. Beau did pause the game though to ‘tuck’ you into bed, which only led to you guys making out for like 15 minutes before Jai screamed from downstairs for Beau to ‘hurry up and finish’ since ‘everyone knows you can’t last that long anyway’

You stayed up though, watching a movie from bed, cuddling with Hamlet. You were watching the lion king, and you couldn’t help but snap a pic of you and Hamlet. I mean, who doesn’t love dogs, cuddles, and the Lion King? You posted the photo on twitter and Instagram and then locked your phone and then focused on the movie.

Nash was on twitter, and was guilty of having your tweet notifications on, along with you Instagram ones as well. He was over at the boys house, and they had just finished a game of hoops, everyone taking a break and checking their phones.

He had a notification of yours from twitter and Instagram. Checking twitter he saw it. The picture you had taken while over at Beaus. He immediately exited out and checked your Instagram post, only to see the same picture. He admits, it was a great pic of you. You looked great, even for it being 11:30 at night.

“another night with the actual love of my life Hamlet” and it had Beau fuckin Brooks tagged in the caption, and the picture itself.

“that’s the third fucking night in a row.” He mumbled, locking his phone. “the third fucking night in a row she’s spent at his house.”

“bro chill, they are dating, it’s not like she’s cheati- never mind.” Johnson spoke, catching himself from saying something terrible.

“like I don’t fucking know that. I know they’re fucking dating. Everyone fucking does. Who doesn’t know about the hottest model dating the Australian prankster. I mean, if you didn’t just go on any fucking site. Twitter, where her fans and his fans and half the other people in the world talk about how perfect they are. How much they ship them. Or even look at their profiles. They do nothing but fucking tweet about one another, tweet one another and fucking post pictures of them together all the damn time.” Nash went off. He was pissed. He didn’t like that you were this happy with someone that wasn’t him.

Because just a few months ago that was you guys. People were shipping you guys. You were tweeting about one another, tweeting pictures of each other, posting all kinds of pictures together, tweeting one another.

“bro, can’t you just be happy for her? I mean, don’t you want her to be happy?” Johnson, the man of wisdom spoke again. Everyone else just kinda put in their own little inputs, but Johnson was the only one to make you realize anything.

“Yeah I want her to be happy. But I want her to be happy with me. I want her to be posting pics of us, not her and someone else.”

“yeah, well you kinda ruined that didn’t you?” Johnson fired back. Everyone was shocked he said it because well, yeah everyone knew Nash cheated, but since it happened no one talked about it. Not that they were scared, but simply that it was just kinda understood. Everyone knew what went down, no need to discuss it

“Johnson.” Nash practically growled. Everyone could tell he was ready to punch Johnson for bringing it up.

“no Nash listen. You fucked up. Big time. You had a fucking dime, and to be honest with you, if it wasn’t for bro code, the second you two broke up I would’ve gone after her. I’m not gonna lie, I still talk to her, hang out with her. She’s great, and she loved you so much. But you fucking took her for granted and lost the best damn thing that ever came your way.” Johnson spit.

“you don’t think I know that? I know I messed up okay.”

“I know, but I still don’t think you get it. Yeah you messed up. You treated her like shit while you were on tour. Empty conversations, hardly ever talking to her. I think there was seriously like 2 weeks when you didn’t even bother to respond to her? But she fucking stuck by you. She way faithful as shit. And then you go and cheat on her? With a fan? You know they can’t keep their damn mouths shut. And after that breakup sure you were feeling great. Free. Nothing could stop you. Nothing was holding you back. Now here we are, 6 months later, she’s moved on, and now’s when you start caring. She’s your ex and all and you should want nothing but the best for her since you couldn’t give it to her.”

“I don’t need this.” Nash said, walking off inside, where he found Nate and Sammy drinking and smoking. He grabbed a bottle of vodka and started drinking, giving up on basketball and now all of the guys essentially just having a small party.

A bottle of vodka, and like half a blunt later Nash was just a mess. He excluded himself from everyone else inside laughing, having the time of their lives. He went outside, sitting on the edge of a cement wall. He scrolled through your guys’ old photos he still had on his phone. His thoughts eating him alive. He couldn’t stand this.

He missed you.

He missed making you laugh, the way your eyes would squint and your nose would scrunch up as you tipped your head back. He could no longer do that to you, he could no longer make you laugh. Now it was Beau who made you laugh. And that hurt him, so much. Your laugh was his favorite sound.

He missed the way you would cuddle up next to him. How you would throw your leg over his body and your arm across his chest and snuggle up real close to him. How you would nuzzle your head in his side. How perfect you and he fit together.

Or the way you would skip through the house, just humming or singing. His shirt draped over your body, and your little knee high socks, and nothing else. It was his favorite sight. He loved nothing more than trudging out of bed in the morning to find you in the kitchen singing. He loved walking up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and kissing your neck, telling you how great last night was. He cringed at the thought of Beau and you being the same way.

Then the thought of you and Beau being intimate in anyway. Doing anything sexual. He started to think about all the things you used to love in the bedroom. How you loved when he would pin you up against the wall. How rough he could get, but how he could slow it down, putting all his love into every deep thrust. How you would squirm when he kissed that spot, right below your ear. Or how you loved to suck him off before anything. The foreplay. How much you loved to be on top, or how you loved when he hit it from the back.

Thinking of you and Beau doing any of that together was enough to set him off. He had a new message open to you, he just didn’t have any idea what to say. His thoughts were all jumbled, and the alcohol gave him all the confidence he needed. No matter how sloppy his thoughts were one thing was clear. He missed you, and he wanted to let you know that.

To (y/n): I miss you.

And after he sent it, he waited. Messages still open. Hope of any contact from you started to fade as 15 minutes had passed and you still hadn’t even opened it. His thoughts started to come back, and he thought about how much he missed falling asleep next to you every night, and waking up with you every morning.

He was about to type another message but then he saw the little bubble pop up and eagerly awaited your response.

Beau had just came upstairs into his room to get ready for bed when you got a new message. Rarely ever getting a message at midnight, you were quite curious as to who it would be. The only person you ever talked to this late was either your best friend, or Beau. And since your best friend was out of state, in a different time zone for the week, you knew it wasn’t her, plus you guys only talked late when it was an emergency. And considering you were with Beau, it couldn’t be him.

“who’s that?” Beau asked, emerging from the bathroom in his boxers, a sight you quite enjoyed.

“no idea.” You replied, reaching over to the night table and checking your phone.

You unlocked your phone, only to see something you did not expect at all. A new message from the last person on earth you expected.

“it’s uh, it’s from Nash.” You said, shocked.

Beau climbed into bed, pulling you into him so you guys were spooning.

“like your ex Nash? What did he say?”

“yeah him. And he just said he missed me. I’m not even going to reply. I’m just going to go change my number in the morning.” I said, clicking out of my messages.

“no don’t. I know it’s not ideal, but I mean, you should text him back. You know, give him some closure or something.” Beau smiled.

“you’re not mad?”

“why would I be? I mean, I’ve got you now. Even though he fucked up, he still deserves some closure. Thing about it babe, this is the first you guys have talked in like 6 months.”

“okay. You’re the best. I love you.” You smiled, turning and kissing his lips lazily.

To Nash: It’s been 6 months Nash. I think you’re fine.

From Nash: I’m not fine. These past 6 months hae been hell. I miss you so muvh babt.

“he’s drunk.” You told Beau.

“drunk or not, he still has feeling babe. Just, let him say what he has to say. I know this is what you’ve wanted for months now.”

“what have I wanted?” you asked, confused. You didn’t want anything from Nash. You loved Beau now, so you were confused.

“you want answers, and now’s your chance to get some.”

To Nash: well, that’s not really my problem.

From Nash: I knoww. I mesaed up

To Nash: can I ask you something.

From Nash: of course.

To Nash: okay, firstly. Why’d you do it? Were you not happy with me? Cause if not, you should have broke up with me before.

From Nash: no. fuck no. I was happy with you. It’s just on tour I felt held back. Like everyone else was out having great times and I just felt like I couldn’t cause of yoi.

To Nash: you could have just talked to me, instead of ignoring me and then cheating on me.

From Nash: I know. Can I ask  you something.

To Nash: sure.

From Nash: are you happy? With bo ? nd evrithing else in oyur life?

To Nash: Beau* but yeah. I am happy with him. And my modeling is really taking off.

From Nash: I’m glad your work iz good. Bo is lucki

To Nash: Beau*

From Nash: right. I’m sorry.

To Nash: it’s fine. Lots of people spell it wrong.

From Nash: no. not for the name. For everything else. For the lies, and cheating. I regret it all. I still care about you, but if you’re happi then I’m happi for you.

To Nash: why?

From Nash: I already told you. I felt held back.

To Nash: no, not that. Like why now? Why are you apologizing now? 6 months later? I wanted an apology like a week after, maybe a month, but 6 months later? I thought maybe we could be statistics, remain friends after the breakup, but 6 months later?

From Nash: it’s just. I wanted to be friends. I just needed to figure things out.

To Nash: by sleeping with other girls?

From Nash: that makes it sound bad.

To Nash: cause it was bad Nash. It hurt so much knowing while I was laying around hurting, you were out, happy as can be.

From Nash: funny.

To Nash: what’s funny about that?

From Nash: no, not that, it’s just funny how things change.

To Nash: what do you mean?

From Nash: it’s funny how now, I’m the one hurting, and you’re happy as can be.

To Nash: what?

From Nash: It hurts knowing you’re falling asleep in someone else’s arms, and waking up next to them every morning now…

So, which one is mine?- Request by Anonymous

Summary- REQUEST BY Anonymous- Hi! I was wondering if I could get a Best friend X Mark were they always have matching hair colors and Amy & Tyler (Readers boyfriend) find it cute and Tyler or Amy posts a pic of the pair while tagging the other (Amy Or Tyler) with the caption “So which one is mine?” Please and thank you!!

Word Count- 778

Pairing- Best Friend!Reader x Mark, Tyler x Reader

Warnings- Fluff, a little angst, breakup

A/n- Thanks, anon, for the awesome request. I had so much fun writing this, and I hope you like it! I don’t usually write Tyler x Reader things, but I tried! And, I gave her ex a cheesy name because I’m too lazy to do anything else. I hope this story does you justice, anon!

Tags- @lapseasteelis @mycuddlycorner @winchester-negan-one-shots @not-moose-one-shots @dannnyphantomm

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anonymous asked:

Could you make gifs of some ianthony moments that are not so recognised? Like we have the obvious kiss, hug etc but maybe the ones not many people talk about? (Sorry if this is really vague xD) Thank you!

No, you’re alright! :D I actually love this request because it gives me a chance to bring back some classic Ianthony moments that the rest of the fandom has either forgotten about or just has never seen before! Since you asked for multiple moments, we’ll just turn this into a list! :) Most of these moments are from Lunchtimes and Smosh is Boreds because there are A LOT of gems in those older videos that are worth bringing up! Plus I need something to do while taking some time off work. xD

THESE ARE IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER!

1. Ian’s deepthroating abilities.

This moment turned four years old on June 24 this year and it saddens me at how many people don’t know about Ian’s deep throating abilities. This man has a SUPER talented mouth and NO ONE talks about it. Ian probably wants us to forget that, but because of me, it’s back on your dash. You’re welcome. To all the fanfic writers that remain in our small fandom, PLEASE remember this video the next time you write something smutty! ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

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2. Anthony Caressing Ian’s Beard.

So, if some of you guys don’t remember, sometimes when Anthony would be answering Twitter questions during a lunchtime, he would sometimes “answer” ones that would require him to do various things to Ian. One of them is this one. I don’t care if a fan did request this one. Anthony didn’t HAVE to pick this question and has said multiple times throughout the series’ duration that he filtered through A LOT of shit questions before he found a actual good one. So, he could have easily skipped it, but he wanted to caress Ian’s beard. Bless you, random Twitter user… bless you.

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3. The San Francisco Vlog.

This video was, and continues to be, a FANTASTIC blessing to the fandom. You know what’s sad, though? NO ONE TALKS ABOUT IT! I know I was supposed to be singling out specific moments here, but I CANNOT pass up the San Francisco road trip. Sponsored or not, they gave such beautiful moments like playful sword fighting, Ian suggesting that they should kiss, and even a Titanic-like shot AS SOON as the video starts. Seriously! It’s such a forgotten gem and needs to be remembered!

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4. The “Slow” Dance.

Like number two on this list, this was also the result of a Twitter question. This time, they were asked to slow dance. They went through with it, but not the way we were expecting… -__- Teasing motherfucking bastards… It doesn’t really matter though. We got Anthony giving Ian a sweet look and we can easily just make a gif of it and take it out of context ;) You’re welcome.

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5. The Staring Contest

Now, when I first came into the fandom three years ago, THIS was the moment that everyone remembered and recommended for me to watch. It was the moment that was plastered all over the Ianthony blogs, Wattpad book covers, Google image search, you name it. Then larger moments like the NEAR KISS and ACTUAL KISS came along and it overshadowed this once golden moment. Now, hardly anyone knows/talks about this moment and it’s a little sad. Granted, them kissing twice along with a HEAD KISS is bigger than a moment like this, but it was still a defining moment of the Ianthony fandom and it deserves some love because it is honestly a great moment! It is just a few months shy of SEVEN years old, but it’s still a cute moment that they shared and is DEFINITELY worth a comeback! <3

PS… This was also the result of a Twitter question.

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6. Ian Calling Anthony “Babe” On Camera.

Yes, this actually happened…

PS: This is an older gif I made a few years ago. Why make a new one when i already had one, right?

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7. Flirting With One Another While Playing an Immersive “Horror” Game.

Okay, so it’s not really a horror game, but you’ll know what I mean when you watch it! Back when “Gametime With S*osh” was a thing, we got cute little flirty moments all the time, but it was always one sided or short lived. THIS however, was different. It was the first time we saw the flirting reciprocated. It also lasted throughout HALF of the video and it was amazing. When it first aired, it was PLASTERED all over the tag, but now everyone has forgotten about it… FIX THAT! Watch these two love birds flirt with each other and bring back this amazing video!

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Real talk, this took me NINE HOURS to finish. I’ve literally been working on this all day. I had intentions on making this 10 moments, but I’m totally drained and need some sleep. xD I hope this was enough to satisfy your request, Anon! :) 

Also, if you or anyone else would like to see another Ianthony moment revive post, please let me know. It was a lot of work, but I have A LOT of material to work with and that really helps! There are so many gems out there that has been lost to time and I would LOVE to bring more back for you guys to enjoy and so we can all appreciate these two dorks just a little more than we already do! :D

Thinking of You

Pairing: Jared x Reader

Characters: Clif, Jensen, Rob (mentioned)

Summary: Your sister takes an embarrassing video of you and it turns out to be the best thing that’s ever happened.

Word Count: ~4,800 (sorry, I let it get away from me)

Warnings: fluff, mention of surgery and anesthesia, mention of mild panic attack symptoms, more fluff

A/N: This is an AU, and it’s fiction, so please, just assume Genevieve is off somewhere, happy as a clam with another man. I don’t mean to offend or disrespect her in any way. Last night, I was talking with the incredibly kind soul @scarlet-impala and she told me about her constant Jared crisis. This is the result. 

*A huge, Jared Padalecki-sized hug and thank you to Lennox for letting me use this - her real-life post-surgery story - as inspiration!!


Originally posted by aborddelimpala

Surgery was over. You had just come out of the sleep you were put into via anesthesia. Your brain was jumbled, but one thing was perfectly clear to you - you loved Jared Padalecki. He was the only concise thought you had. Your brained swarmed with how selfless he was, how much he gave to the fans, and how sweet and adorable he acted every time you saw a video of him.

“We don’t deserve Jared Padalecki, he has given us so much,” you mumbled, sounding more drunk than anything.

You didn’t know that your sister had started livestreaming on facebook right before you said it. She wanted to capture every second of your delirium, and unluckily for you, she caught your confession about the giant man you deemed your celebrity crush. She cackled as she ended the stream, watching you fall back asleep in the hospital bed.


The next morning, you woke up to your phone buzzing like someone was calling you. When you picked up your phone, you saw that it was just a constant flow of facebook notifications. You rubbed the sleep from your eyes as you unlocked your phone. You cursed under your breath when you saw the video your sister posted, knowing it was embarrassing.

When you tapped on the video and let the sound flood the small room you were staying in, you wanted to bury yourself under the covers and hide from everyone. Your face had to be beet red by the time you heard yourself crying over Jared. Looking at the caption she’d posted with it made things even worse.

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Mark Andrews - “But, I said I love you.”

Prompt: “But, I said I love you.”
Requested: by anon
Warnings: None
Words: 1600+
For @houndofjustice-imagines 1.5k celebration 

“We don’t have to do this now” Charlotte said sitting on the floor of your bedroom with Becky and Liv. It was a Friday night, two of your best friends were back in town for the first time in a long time, you should be out partying and having fun, instead, you were sitting in your bedroom with take-out Chinese food surrounded by cardboard boxes. 

“No I need this done now” you sighed looking around the room, everything made you want to burst into tears. Most of the stuff was your boyfriends Mark’s. Well, ex-boyfriend now. 

When Mark showed up in NXT all the girls fell for him immediately. The hair, the face, the body, the wrestling ability, the accent. Everything about him made girls swoon. You, not so much. You had just come back from a three-month injury and you just wanted to get back being in the title picture. And because you were the only girl that didn’t take an interest in Mark, he began the chase.

It started with little conversations, passing by each other backstage at NXT, then after a few weeks, he would be at the gym whenever you were there and then at the performance centre he would watch you and help you learn new moves.

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hey #kalluzeb! i’d like to talk.

on may 4, steve blum posted this on twitter. a fan responded to tell him that his tweet hurt and disappointed them as a jewish person. in the following days, i saw some appalling and hypocritical behavior from the community here in the kalluzeb tag. this post was written a week ago (may 8 or so) and posted now since i was waiting for the person involved to sign off on it. it’s a long read, but it’s important.


would anyone like to explain how a single disagreement with a celebrity on twitter lasting all of 30 minutes (first reply, last reply) constitutes an attack and harassment, but days of directly…

  • accusing a jewish person of “using” the holocaust for some sort of petty rhetorical gain [x]
  • flippantly insulting and misgendering them (the tweets they’re replying to are now deleted, but i saw them) [x]
  • insulting their intelligence while trying to obfuscate a jewish interpretation of zeb’s storyline and accusing them of “attacking” a celebrity for a single argument expressing hurt & disappointment with his behavior [x]
  • sending this condescending bullshit portraying their opinions as some emotional irrationality [x]
  • telling them their feelings don’t matter and accusing them of political laziness (with a bonus callous remark towards how this whole event has soured their positive relationship to star wars, because that’s something to celebrate i guess) [x]
  • “lmaoooooo, you deserve it.” [x]
  • telling them to “do humanity a favor and go jump off a cliff” [x]
  • reporting them to twitter & tumblr for… having an opinion about fiction? [x]
  • telling them they’re “offending the entire human race” [x]
  • portraying them as an “overdramatic baby” [x]

…isn’t harassment, somehow?


in the community here in the kalluzeb tag, in response to this, i’ve seen people:

  • brush them off as a “hater” and celebrate upsetting them [x / x]
  • again publicly call them a “toddler throwing a tantrum” & “a little shitstick” for their interpretation of these characters [x]
  • brush them off as an “anti” and “rabid anti sjw” for having a more pained relationship to fascist/genocidist characters in fiction than their own [x]
  • again accuse them of “trying to use the holocaust to justify their pain [and suffering]” [x]
  • have a total misunderstanding and denial of how the holocaust has affected jewish people [x]
    • (ps what the hell are you doing in a ship where recovery from genocide is a major theme when you apparently don’t understand how this kind of trauma affects real people? good fucking god)
  • accuse them of harassment and political laziness, imply confronting behavior they don’t like is some kind of irresponsible self harm (as opposed to self care), and try to absolve a community of responsibility for the content it creates [x]
  • assume the only reason someone would hate kalluzeb is because of homophobia (when they’re a queer person who already has gay ships and who has been incredibly clear about their reasoning from the start) [x]
  • …then try to deny kallus’ involvement in the lasat genocide with “genocide doesn’t automatically make Kallus an evil monster“ and the standard “he was just following orders” apologia [x]
  • call them a “hater and honest to goodness joke [attacking] steve blum” and talk about how people have been “flooding this tag with belligerent hatred” (which i haven’t seen in any real capacity), all while misgendering them [x]
  • post this “PSA” that is most likely calling them trash for “disrespecting” steve blum and the ship [x]

i say “most likely” because they haven’t responded to my request for clarification, which brings me to my next point of this community’s near total inability to grapple with criticism of any kind.

i have made several attempts to reach out to individual people via their replies to one of my posts, both which got no further responses. i have reblogged multiple posts during this, responding to @kalluzeb and to @thebestblogeverofalltime; both discussions ended with my reply. one reblog of mine did get a response, but it just says “If that’s how you feel but i respectively disagree. #agree to disagree”. i have posted directly in the tag to call out the shit behavior i’ve seen and i was totally ignored.

and for all the “belligerent hatred” and “harassment” and ~ship hate~ you all complain about, it’s basically just me and me alone trying to discuss the behavior i’ve seen in the past several days.

i keep seeing posts about how we need to respect steve and respect the community and how friendly and positive and respectful the kalluzeb community has been towards each other, but i have seen nothing but disrespect and blatant anti-semitism towards witwicky for expressing their discomfort and disappointment with how people treat a character they relate to as an individual and specifically as a jewish person.

i haven’t seen any sincere good will or an apology extended toward witwicky for the flippant and disgusting behavior they’ve been subject to.

you’ve been defending a celebrity who isn’t under attack so you can attack someone in a far more vulnerable social position.

it’s fucking pathetic.

own up to the shit behavior of yourselves and your community. stop cowering and start discussing how you can do better to actually live up to the claim of the friendly respectful community you want so desperately to be.


@kerryquartz @inkstranger @emeraldscholar @kalluzeb @thebestblogeverofalltime @theladyvalkyrieskyeart @iamjustalways

(@ing you all because your posts and replies are linked in this post)


if this post for some reason inspires you to send harassment to anyone, send it to me. witwicky has seen enough of it and i’m the one talking to you all directly.

My thoughts on Raj’s characterisation in Parabatai Lost and why it bothers me

I know that people have already talked about this, but I wanted to write about what I thought. To begin with, the writing was inconsistent. In the past, Raj has been written as a character who is just doing his job and following orders as a shadowhunter. Even in this episode, his characterisation started out that way, with him appearing sympathetic to the Lightwoods and Magnus. He says something along the lines of, “Hey man, I feel you, but you have to go since it’s not working.” This is polite and conveys that Raj is sympathetic but has to follow orders. Then, Magnus says that his magic is working by preventing Alec from becoming worse. After this exchange, why would anyone just say “I know you’re old, but I didn’t think you had hearing problems.” In addition, I assume he lives in the Institute (or at least is aware of the happenings since he’s been here from Season 1). So, he must be aware of Magnus and Alec’s relationship. Magnus has also come to the Institute before to help them with wards and stuff. So there was no reason for Raj to be so vindictive in his reply. It would have made more sense to have Raj instead say something like, “Even so, I have my orders, I need to tell Aldertree,” and then try to leave to get Aldertree, which could be enough for Magnus to get upset given his existing frustration and grief. We already saw him fling a pot across the room and close the door in Jocelyn’s face, so it’s not too much of a stretch that he would retaliate.

Second, some of this was unnecessary. In particular, I’m talking about the ‘Shut up, Raj’ and about throwing him across the room into a wall. We see other characters who are just doing their job as members of the Clave, and yet they don’t receive the same treatment that Raj did. For instance, I don’t recall anyone being so rude to Lydia when she was doing her job in Season 1 (Plus, there was no such reaction on Twitter, with people tweeting ‘Shut up, Lydia’ or any of the other things that happened after this episode). Similarly, slamming Raj against the wall felt like a bit too much. @highwarlockkareena was talking about how the writers probably wanted to show this as a badass!Magnus scene. I would add that maybe they needed Raj to be unconscious so that they could sneak Alec out. Both of these could have been achieved without doing what they did. Izzy could have stepped in just as Magnus was about to attack Raj and stopped him, and Magnus could have used a sleeping spell or something similar to knock Raj out. Throwing him across the room just makes it seem as if Raj was a bigger ‘villain’ who needed or deserved to be treated that way. Also, we’ve never seen Magnus get that violent with someone who didn’t physically attack him first. So what was the need to do that here?

Third, there’s the issue of the fandom’s reactions. Apart from any racial biases, part of the problem also lies in the fact that we see so little of Raj to begin with. Raj isn’t a properly fleshed out character, he’s just used in places where they need another shadowhunter from the Institute to contrast with the behaviour of the Lightwoods and Clary.  He’s only ever written in scenes where it seems as if he’s being an ‘antagonist’ to the main characters. It’s unfair to start hating him for doing the same things that other characters do. The difference is that we see more of the other characters, so people don’t have just these one or two scenes on which to base their judgement. Like with Lydia, we see her putting Izzy on trial, going after Meliorn, etc., but they also show her being supportive of Alec and Magnus at the wedding, dropping the case against Izzy, etc. Same goes for Jocelyn. She tries to shoot Jace, she locks up Clary, lies to Clary and Luke, and yet people can see that her character is not ‘evil’ or ‘bad’, but more complex than that. 

In all of this, I don’t mean to say that Raj should be promoted to a main character, or that he needs to be included in more scenes or anything (though that would be nice). However, the fact remains that he is the only representation for many fans of the show. Yes, this show has done well in terms of POC representation (with a few exceptions), but the term POC literally covers most of the world. Therefore, even though there is POC representation, many of us are more protective of Raj since he represents us in particular, and there isn’t that much (good) representation of Indian and/or desi characters anywhere else either. When this interacts with everything I mentioned above, of course desi fans are going be upset and we have every right to be! 

I already posted this image on Twitter for those who follow me there, but a few days ago there was a rather disgusting display of online bullying and harassment and pure sexism on Twitter that drove Marvel’s MOCKINGBIRD writer - Chelsea Cain - off of the social media platform. All this because of a cover where Mockingbird was wearing a shirt that read “ASK ME ABOUT MY FEMINIST AGENDA.” Since then, there’s been a beautiful outpouring of support for Cain (check out the #StandWithChelseaCain tag to see how wonderful it is).

Anyone who reads the damn series knows from Issue #1, Mockingbird has been a feminist character - and she’s not the first, and won’t be the only one. The cover only made it that much more obvious and flushed out the sexist jerks in both fandom and the industry. It’s really telling the kind of people who make excuses in defense of such sexism (including the horrible Riri Williams cover by J. Scott Campbell that fortunately got pulled). 

Despite the fact that I, and many other women/female-identifying comic creators, are still working hard to prove that we belong in comics as much as anyone else, it’s still painfully obvious that big industry is a boy’s club.

Don’t give up, ladies. Be a real Nasty Woman and get your voice heard, your work seen, and don’t stop creating. Don’t read hateful comments, don’t even give them the time of day. It’s hard, and nobody deserves this level of abuse (or any abuse at all), but creating comics is a beautiful thing. In the words of Queen Bey, always stay gracious - best revenge is your paper.

BTS Reaction to You Being Arrested on False Charges by Fans

I think that fans who would do things like this are clearly not friends. I hope that people realize how much they are hurting the idols when they hurt someone close to them. Anyways, I hope you guys like this reaction <3

I do not own these gifs

-Admin Kat

Jin: The two of you were working on dinner at your apartment when you heard banging at the door. You didn’t think much about it, wiping your hands off on a paper towel as you made your way to open the door. “Hello, (Y/F/N), you are under arrest for assault.” Jin heard someone say from the doorway. He peered out from the kitchen and saw as a police officer began to turn you around and place handcuffs on you, while the other read out your right.

“What are you talking about? I haven’t done anything. I’ve been here with my boyfriend all day!” You argued as tears streamed down your cheeks. Jin backed up your claims, panicking a little as he tried to figure out a way to prove it.

While you were in jail, Jin and his manager worked on finding a way to clear the charges, finally finding a post by some sasaeng fans about creating the accusations to get you put in jail. He was absolutely livid, unsure how to even react to the post.

Originally posted by jinkooks

Suga: Yoongi was busy in the studio, working on his music as always, when he got the call from you. “Hello, what’s going on jagi? You know I’m still at the studio,” he started to say when he answered the phone. You quickly apologized, informing him that you really needed him. You told him in a desperate voice that you had been arrested for assaulting someone in Paris a few days ago, even though you had been at home.

He hurried to the police station, paying for your bail while the two of you tried to figure it out. You searched online through your social media to find proof of any sort that would show that you weren’t in Paris at the time of the alleged assault. While searching around, you stumbled on someone’s twitter account that had an image of a police assault charge that was filed against you.

When you showed it to Yoongi, he was beyond pissed. He did not hesitate to get onto social media. He put out several long posts, all speaking out against the ‘fan’ that made the accusation and even put out a threat that he would be pressing charges and that he already screenshotted the name of the person who made the claim.

Originally posted by seokjohn

J-Hope: His usual smile completely vanished when he saw you getting arrested. He had come to your work to visit, but just as he got there, he found you crying as a police officer ushered you into the back of his car. He started crying the moment you did, getting back in his car and hurrying to the police station to find out what was going on.

When he got to the station, he saw a few girls leaving the station. They had not seen him yet and he couldn’t help but overhear them when they mentioned your name. “I’m happy she is getting what she deserves. How dare she take our Hobi away,” one of the girls complained as the other girls snickered. They each agreed, adding in how smart the false claim was.

“How dare you? Do you know how bad your action is? You are hurting someone who I care about. What did you think that would do? Now I am hurt, and this, this is making me want to just quit being an idol all together,” he threatened with tears in his eyes. When the girls saw how hurt he was, they went back in to reluctantly confess the truth.

Originally posted by tbhobi

Rapmon: He knew that something was wrong the moment he heard of your arrest. When he got the call from you from the police station, he instantly tried to figure out what could possibly be the truth. He went to your Facebook to look for some of your friends who may have been with you at the time of the ‘criminal event.’ As he looked through your Facebook, he found a post that you were tagged in.

The post was from a bitter fan who was taunting you, saying how they managed to make your life a hell by sending you to jail, and that they would make it even worse if you continued to date Namjoon. He felt disgust and anger role through him. He couldn’t help but place a comment about how immature and illegal the action was.

As soon as he placed the comment, he took a picture of the post and called his manager, seeing if they could help him find a lawyer to use the picture as proof that you did not do what you were arrested for. He managed to keep his cool as he tried to work everything out, but his heart was racing with anger.

Originally posted by baebsaes

Jimin: You had just gotten to the studio to spend some time with Jimin when you were suddenly stopped by a police officer. At first, Jimin just thought they were talking to you about something random. However, when he saw them putting the handcuffs on you, his eyes widened with fear. “Um, excuse me, but what is going on?”

When he heard the claim that you had robbed a girl, he knew that something had to be wrong. He tried to explain to the police that that was not something that you would do, but he didn’t have any hard proof. He tried his best. When the officer told him the day it happened, he realized that it was impossible since the two of you had been together.

He started going through twitter to find a post that you made that day that had your location on it, but in the process, he found a post made by someone about making the claim and all of their followers giving more details that they could add in the claim. When he saw it, he could feel any joy left in him completely disappearing.

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

V: At first, he thought it was a joke when the cops showed up at your apartment door. He assumed that someone was pulling some sort of prank, but when the handcuffs were slapped onto your wrists. Fear ran through the both of you when you realized how serious the situation was.

“You are under arrest for breaking and entering,” the officer informed you as he began to usher you towards the patrol car. “That is impossible. (Y/N) would never do that. I will find a way to prove it,” he swore to you as you went into the car.

He had no idea what he was going to do, but lucky for him, a fan sent him a link to a post that they saw from some anti-fans saying that they would be planning to send in false claims to the police in the hopes of arresting you. He was pissed, having never felt this pissed until that very moment.

Originally posted by kpop-kdrama-kvariety

Jungkook: He had no idea how to react when he saw you getting arrested. He knew that he had been on tour for a few weeks, but he had never thought that you would be someone to get arrested or do anything near illegal, except maybe jay walking.

When he heard that the claim was that you attempted to murder someone, he knew that something was up. He did the best thing that he could; got onto social media to try and find something that he could use to possibly help you. He looked around all over the internet, trying to find anything that could help.

While searching around, someone on the fancafe reposted a post found online about a few fans putting together a false claim. When Jungkook saw it, he was so upset that he had no idea what to do. He called his dad first, asking for his advice, then moved on to looking for Namjoon to help him find a lawyer because he was too livid to do it himself.

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

Topp Dogg Jenissi

Okay! Listen up here!! Please, this is very very important. Jenissi of Topp Dogg is receiving A LOT of hate at the moment because of a few videos he posted a while back on his Instagram where he seemed to have been intoxicated which has caused him to delete ALL of his pictures (save of two) and even changed his name on the site. 

Jenissi has apologized himself for those videos and deleted them minutes of posting them. He a kind hearted soul and really takes criticism like this to heart. He doesn’t deserve all the hate he’s getting. He’s an amazing rapper and I swear the boy has a heart of gold. So please guys, I need a really big favor of you. 

They’re trying to trend #weloveyoujenissi on twitter (Which I think I read he has deleted his, too) so please, ToppKlass, Jenissi really needs us right now. If you could help make that trend … let him know how much we love him…And even if you don’t have a twitter, maybe let people know about the tag? Reblog this so others can see? 

He didn’t swear at us, his fans in the video and he didn’t give us the middle finger either. It slipped and was an accident. He apologized for all of this already and honestly, it was months ago. I mean, we weren’t even mad at him. None of his fans were. 

So please, please, guys….let’s show him how much we love him!! I mean, look at him! He’s so sweet and kind and caring!! He’s got nothing but love for us!! 

Now, to blow off some steam….I have to before I explode. I would say excuse my language but I feel it’s needed….

1. Why in the ever living hell are you people STILL listening to shitty ass sites like Koreaboo and All Kpop?! They LIVE to spread shit! That is ALL they do!! ToppDogg is already a HELLA underrated group so it makes it easier to pick on them and spread shit about them so why the hell do you people still believe ANYTHING they post?! 

2. Jenissi doesn’t deserve any of  the shit he’s getting. He really doesn’t and

3. I am so fucking tired of basic ass bitches that want to do nothing but hate on them!! They don’t deserve it! I’m tired of the fact that the only attention they seem to be getting is BAD attention when there’s obviously so much good about them!! I mean, have you HEARD Yano and Jenissi sing?! They could easily be vocals! Or Hansol’s Vogue dance and how he doesn’t discriminate against ANYONE. PGoon is one hard working leader and the damn wizard line has hella dance moves. These boys, all of them, work HARD for hours upon hours and they love each other and their fans like family! This fandom is so chill and we’re always there for each other so I’m sorry but if you’re one of the types of people who just seeks out idols to hate on …..don’t. Leave. Turn around and go do something more productive with your life. Go make a sandwich instead or something else. Leave. Them. Be. Understood? Because I dare you to go up to a ToppKlass and say half the shit you’re spreading around on the internet to their face.  DO NOT, I REPEAT NOT, HATE ON ANY OF THESE 13 BOYS. YES, ALL 13. FIGHT ME ABOUT IT!!! 

~Admin Red 

Au Naturale

Requested by: @kellbell431

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“Roman? What the fuck?” I called him, literally in panic mode.

“What’s going on?” he spoke, mirroring my panic. “Baby, you okay?”

“No I’m not, take it off, now,”

“What?”

It was an ordinary day, me minding my own business and stalking people on social media, as you do. The last time I’d spoken to him was last night on Facetime and I’d been an emotional wreck, crying to him that I missed him.

(What a fucking loser, who does that? Question was answered this morning when the mean reds made an appearance.)

He consoled me, counting down the days with until he got home. So anyway, he explained that he’d be very busy the next day, so I knew that meant we wouldn’t have time to speak.

That was until I went on his Twitter to see what he was up to, without having to annoy him with texts. I’m not clingy, really. He’d posted a picture of me.

23 more days until I’m home, he wrote; alongside that caption was a cropped screen print of me on Facetime last night.

I looked rough as ever, skin uneven, eyes dull; probably from all that crying. Or maybe just that was just me in my natural state. Now he was letting the whole world see that! It was urgent. I went straight for a phonecall, forget time consuming texts.

“You are freaking out over an Instagram pic?” he asked, just to make sure he heard correct.

“Yes! I’m not even wearing make-up! You don’t understand!”

Of course he didn’t, he looked glorious 24/7.

“You look fine Y/N,”

“No, Roman please? I don’t look like myself there, at least let me make myself up and I’ll send you a prettier selfie?”

He laughed, ridiculing me, not believing what he was hearing.

“What’re you worrying about?”

“I’ve never put up a photo with no make-up on, well at least not on Instagram or Twitter. Facebook yeah, because it’s all family and friends,”

“So what?” how could he be so casual at a time like this?

“Roman, people are brutal with their comments online, and I really don’t wanna put up with it right now,”

“They’ve been pleasant though, go read them for yourself,”

“Mhh-hmm, no thank you. I know if I see a negative one it will haunt me forever, please just delete it?”

“I will, if that’s what you want, but y'gotta realise that photo’s been up for three hours. Me deleting it is not gonna change anything because someone somewhere has it on their phone or blog by now,”

I died internally, my heart racing way too quickly in frustration. He was right. This was the internet. Post something and someone copies it within two seconds; the evidence lives on.

“Why did you do it then?” I snapped at him.

Then he chuckled as if I was being silly and no longer endearing, and he was getting irritated.

“Because I missed you, I thought you looked beautiful last night and I always put photos of you up. Y'gotta relax, it’s not a big deal, I’ll delete it,”

“Well there’s no point, like you said, the damage’s done, so thanks,” I rolled my eyes. “It’s not a big deal to you, but it is for me!”

“How selfish of me, I’m sorry. Calm down. It’s a picture without make-up on, not a nude. It is normal y'know?” He was going overboard with the sarcasm.

Too overwhelmed with emotions, I hung up the phone on him. He was being rude and not willing to listen to me. It was like a one-sided joke, I didn’t appreciate the sarcasm either.

Not too long after, my phone danced next to me, signalling messages, I knew they were from him.

Roman: Really?

Roman: Over that?

Roman: I’ve deleted it.

Roman: Let me know when you’ve grown up about it.

I ignored him for a short while, four hours, but who’s counting?

It wasn’t until a few hours later that I’d calmed down. It took facing the picture on multiple occasions to get desensitised to it, and over it frankly. I knew my point was valid, in my own reality; I was insecure because who wouldn’t be if you were scrutinised by the public? But so was he; right in his own world for arguing that it didn’t matter what people thought.

So why was I berating him for casually posting a photo of me makeupless - the fact that he didn’t even emphasize it or notice it until I pointed it out, made me realise like he said, that it’s normal. I was fine to him. He was celebrating me as I was.

Y/N: I’m sorry.

Y/N: I’m really a whirlwind this time around huh?

Roman: You’re a fucking pain in the butt.

Y/N: But you luuuuuurv me?

Roman: That’s the problem.

Y/N: I am really sorry, I was overdramatic and rude. I just, y'know how insecure I am. I shouldn’t have lashed out on you.

Roman: It’s cool, I understand where you were coming from, but I didn’t mean any malice.

Y/N: I know. I’m an ass.

Roman: Lucky I like your ass. Would you kill me again if I put it up?

Y/N: Back on Twitter?

Roman: No lol just deleted off there, I’ll look stupid. On my Insta?

Y/N: Okay, under one condition.

Roman: What’s that?

I giggled as I searched in my camera roll and found the picture I was looking for. I sent it to him.

Y/N: I put this up?

Roman: No!

Roman: hell fucking naaah

Roman: Nope! Forget it! No deal!

Roman: NO. BUENO!

Y/N: Why?

I was genuinely confused because it was a cute picture; I stole from his laptop.

Roman: I look like a woman with overgrown facial hair. Nah.

Y/N: that’s because you are very pretty.

Roman: Bad angle - and where the hell did you get that? It’s private

Y/N: I stole it, is that what you do? Spend time at work taking selfies? There were loooaaads on your laptop. This was my favourite. You look adorable.

Roman: There’s nothing cute about it. It’s an outtake

But there was plenty that cute about it; how serene and delicate he looked, as opposed to his stature in real life. How soft and flowy, relaxed and carefree his hair was. That was Roman chilling, comfortable in his own skin. I loved it more because of how close it was, it suggested an intimacy; as if taken in a stolen moment between two lovers conversing. It’s the way he looked into the camera, tenderly. That was the way he looked at me.

Y/N: We gotta be fair here, you’ve already exposed me to the world in my natural state. I deserve to play too

Roman: Lool this isn’t a game

Okay, so he thought. Despite his pleas, I went to my Instagram and uploaded the picture. No filter.

@wweromanreigns you sure it’s not a game? - I tagged him.

Roman: You. Ass. Game on.

He threatened, but his chain of messages got swallowed in the notifications on the likes and comments his picture garnered within twenty seconds. Within a minute, I got a notification that he’d tagged me in a photo where I was sleeping on his shoulder, mouth wide open like I was catching flies.

Game on @Y/N - he tagged back.

Fuck him. He plays dirty.

I scrolled deeper in my camera roll, where I knew the juicier stuff was. I pulled something equivalent and posted it, tagging him in an unseen photo of him in his younger days. He was wearing leggings. That’d piss him off.

Those are pretty 👀 @wweromanreigns nice and tight.

Roman: That was for a school play you bully! I was Robin Hood.

My phone vibrated as another message came through.

Roman: You sure you wanna play this dirty? I have videos!  

It was a losing game, I knew this, there was just no way I was gonna win against him, but I was gonna have fun with it.  

Y/N: I’m not worried to be honest lol! Fuck your videos.

Roman: Tell your parents you love them before I start posting, it’s about to go down!

Y/N: Yeah yeah! If you get too wild, I’ll just send you a nude to keep you quiet and busy.

Roman: Whatever, fuck your nudes; the world’s about to see you have stage fright at your sister’s wedding!

Roman: I didn’t mean that, I was just tryna be a badass. I want all your nudes!

Raise your voice against tumblr’s latest (and shittiest) updates (ever)

FELLOW ARTISTS AND TUMBLR USERS

As you may already know, tumblr’s @staff recent updates have been more and more disappointing. The disappearance of the comment button, if it wasn’t dramatic (to me at least) was in no way improving this website - you could simply disable this function if you didn’t want it on your posts.

However, two other updates I learned about just today just FUCK UP EVERYTHING FOR US ARTISTS IN NEED TO GET POPULARITY. Namely, the tag tracking and the selective dashboard (or whatever you’ll call the fact of showing only some of the posts from the people you follow).

  • First of all, the Tracked Tag was an awesome tool to keep in touch with the tags/fandoms we liked, as well as artists. It was an easy and hella quick access to the newest posts (also with the information on about how many new posts were to be discovered). The staff proudly claims “Now you can follow a search, just like a blog”. If you don’t look twice, you’ll see it as a normal feature to compensate the old one. Except I find it problematic. Because when you have to track a tag, you have three ways of doing it (and none is as good as the old one):
  • Browse your dashboard: Which is something I don’t always have time and will to do. If I get back from work and just want to see what happens in my favorite fandom, I will have to scroll down and down and pay attention to every single post to be sure I won’t miss the tracked tag related post. I’d lose 20 minutes instead of the 5 I just wanted to spend - also at the ads if by any chance I were too stupid to use an adblocker (thanks God, I’m not, and thanks again, actual clever people exist and created those).
  • Actually search for the topic in the search bar, and then get the results by popularity (in the context of art and especially for the bigger fandoms, this is a Mount Olympus only artists who are already popular can achieve). There’s a way of sorting results by newest instead of popular but not everyone will set “newest” as default, also it’s one more button to hit before getting your result. And to think it only took 3 seconds to get them in the good old times!!
  • If you want the posts displayed in a single column, like in the dashboard, as it used to be, you can type the url in your browser, like this: www.tumblr.com/tagged/example and then you get the same result as before the update but this is not intuitive to people who didn’t knew this trick before and you also have to type it by yourself. Again, you lose time and energy thinking of a solution to get back your beloved tracked tags.
  • Including the tracked tag in the dashboard also apparently doesn’t let you see everything about the tag but only (randomly?) selected post that may or may not match with what you expect from the tracked tag. It backfires even worse: You end up ignoring the goddamn post and scroll away from it. Wow so useful.

The update mentioned above was already super shitty, but what now I find SCANDALOUS is the fact that the dashboard becomes somewhat “selective”?? Not all the posts from the people you follow will appear on the dashboard?

  • Okay then, first tell me why I should follow them? Why not keeping a notebook aside my computer with the list of all the artists and blogs I like and go check those manually if they have a update. It’d be so hipster and tumblr was designed for hipsters right?
  • Also it should seem obvious that artists with a little fanbase because they are not as talented / successful /experienced/famous as others have a hella hard time to get noticed. I see everyday artists that’d deserve a larger fanbase because they make original stories and art so unique, but all the popularity is for the ones who make fanarts from popular series or just have a plain artstyle that just happen to suit people who have no taste in art. Here on tumblr, they are people struggling to live from their art, and visibility is ESSENTIAL to them and the prosperity of their creative activity. If you hide their posts to their followers you may be putting in danger this prosperity because they’ll have to find other ways to get noticed. It may cost them time to find the solution, to get their fanbase aware of it (and many won’t see it as their problem) and even money if they need to pay for advertisement…Or premium account maybe? Because it all looks like the signs of some shitty premium advantages only the richest or most popular will afford. Because that’s how it works isn’t it?

I’m usually not into this so-called tumblr social justice but I now think enough is enough. DeviantArt’s latest updates were no less shitty than tumblr (let them eat Core!!!). To me and many other artists, tumblr is a source of inspiration and one of the windows by which I can contemplate the beauty of art today, and also a window by which people will look at mine. What made the success of tumblr was the freshness of the concept, a sort of twitter with unlimited post lenght and high quality, customizable blogs. Constant updates isn’t a synonym of constant progress and I think useless updates is the sign of a decline which will gradually play with the nerves of your users. They are probably here to relax, and if they can’t they’ll just move their content to another platform and tumblr will only be memories…of one more great website that ruined everything just for the sake of money.

So, if you are an artist, if you are a fan or a customers of artists here, if you are there because you liked keeping in touch with your favorite stuff, reblog this post and add your voice to the choir of miscontentment this stupid update led us to. Silent majority accomplishes nothing, but the minority who’ll rise and fight will.

Corey Seager #1

Requested by Anon:  Would you write an imagine where the reader meets Corey Seager at a game and he asks her out and takes her to every home game.

*Hiii!! This was very hard to write because it was either it’s going to be a really reallyyy long one or a really short one so I found a middle ground. :) I hope you like and enjoy this! It’s simple and really sweet but I love it so much. So, yeah… :) Thank youuu!!*

Word count: 701

Originally posted by imaginedodgers

Corey kissed you right away when he arrived in front of you. You were leaning on his car, waiting for him to finish all his post-game commitments, like you always do. He smelled like soap and his hair was still slightly wet from the shower.

“Good game,” you smiled up at him.

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So Phil is way too under appreciated and he deserves way more subscribers. So please subscribe to AmazingPhil if you haven’t already (or if you are subscribed, reblog this. Tell your family. Tell your friends. Tell everyone!) You will love him, I promise. Here are some reasons why: 

He is adorable. He’s very much likely the most adorable 28 year old alive. His adorable cuteness will always make you giggle and smile. I mean, just look at him. 

 

He will never fail to make you smile. Even if you are really sad and you’re having the worst day ever. Or if you’re really stressed and upset about something and you don’t know what to do. Just click on one of his videos and you’ll feel a lot better as soon as he smiles his bright smile and says “Hey guys!” And then he’ll proceed to tell you about some strange people on a plane who were addicted to tea or a story of how he got trapped in his jeans and you’ll be smiling and laughing right away!

He is creative and orginal. He truly cares about what he does. He puts a lot of effort into making his videos creative and entertaining. One of his most creative ideas was the Tour of My Brain (seen in gif below). If you liked Dan’s Tour of My Brain, thank Phil for it. He has also created popular video trends such as the Toilet Tag, the Tumblr Tag, and the 7 Second Challenge, so if you liked any other YouTubers’ videos of those, they’re all thanks to Phil.

He cares about his fans. Or shall I say ‘friends’ because that’s basically how he treats us. He spends time replying to us on twitter and YouTube. He has regular live shows where he casually talks to us for an hour. He favorites our fan art and stuff on twitter and reblogs it on tumblr. He interacts with us literally all the time. All of this shows that he truly loves us and cares about us, and that he is NOT just here for the views. 

He is literally the kindest, sweetest, most caring person alive. Don’t believe me? Have a look at this post and also this post. And those are just the only two I have links to. I’ve seen MANY more similar stories across the internet, as well as countless people saying how his videos have helped him through a hard time, or a mental illness, or even saved their life. Phil Lester is truly a hero. 

I could list so many more reasons. Please subscribe to Phil, he only has around 2.3 million subscribers at the moment, which is far, far too few for someone like him. Subscribing to him will most definitely be a click you won’t regret. There’s no way you could possibly not love him. Join us Phillions right now and Subscribe to Amazingphil! :)

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