i think he is doing the macarena

there on a balcony in summer air



shoutout to @parlegee for proofreading, ur the number one

Considering how much the general universe seems to specifically have it out to ruin his life, Jake thinks that he’s been having a pretty amazing day so far.

Of course, it is his wedding day, so it’s inherently supposed to be a good one, unless he’s the generic fiance from all those rom coms who isn’t right for spunky Jennifer Garner and Matthew McConaughey is scheduled to burst through the doors roughly three hours ago yelling I object. Jake’s pretty sure that that movie doesn’t actually exist, but the concept of it is kind of terrifying, because what if he is Random Wrong Fiance No. 23, except instead of Matthew McConaughey ruining things, the ceiling falls in, or Amy gets abducted by aliens. Or worst, Charles gets abducted by aliens. Or even worst, Gina’s baby gets abducted by aliens.

That would definitely be the worst of all, Jake thinks, because Gina would never let any of them forget that her progeny was probably the youngest person ever to do space travel.

Jake’s point, he thinks, getting back on topic – he should really be concentrating on his dancing, because he and Amy nearly just crashed into Holt and his mom, which, wow, that’s making him emotional, look at the ceiling, Jake – God, anyways. There’s gotta be a rule, somewhere, is what Jake’s trying to say. A rule, somewhere in the universe, right, that wedding days are off limits for terrible awful no-good bad stuff to happen. If it’s not a rule already, he’s making it a rule.

Or like, maybe Amy could make it a rule, because she’s a Sergeant now, so she has more authority than him.

Something – something like that.

That being said, it’s not like the universe hasn’t tried to derail this monumentous occasion (yes Amy, monumentous is a word, I didn’t mean monumental, I looked it up on the dictionary app – yes a reliable one, no, my voice is not cracking like it does when I’m telling a lie –)

It’s not like there haven’t already been some hardcore attempts at day-derailing, is all he’s saying, so maybe the rule thing is just wishful thinking on Jake’s part. Thus far, from eight forty-two this morning all the way until exactly two minutes ago when Charles burst into tears over the remains of the wedding cake again, approximately five near-catastrophes have occurred. At least five. If not more. Jake can’t remember if there were more or less, so he makes a mental list, just to be sure.

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Haha I just noticed but rip zarkon. I like how haggar and the grim reaper are just hovering over him like, “a shame…” but really haggars probably thinking, “thank lord zarkon I don’t have to listen to lord zarkon anymore cause he’s dead lmao take him away grim.”

Que prince lotor walking in like, “is he alive?”

“probably not”

*camera zooms in on lotor doing the macarena but at rapid speed to celebrate*

A Court of Spring and Stars pt. 11

Word Count: 2928

Bit of NSFW, not really but …


I thought she was beautiful when she was asleep, but it’s not even close to how gorgeous she is after sex. Her hair all messed up in a riot of wild, golden curls with a sated smile on her lips and dazed but darkened eyes …

“What are you doing?” I ask as her fingers trace the slope of my nose.

“What happened here?”

Her green eyes widen slightly like they always do when she’s curious so I sigh and tug her closer. “I got in a fight with another male at an Illyrian camp over a girl,” I feel her stiffen so I lean down and whisper in her ear, “Don’t worry, she was nowhere near as amazing as you.” I continue my story, “Anyways, it was a few years ago and the guy took me down pretty fast. I broke my nose; my dad said it would teach me a lesson about starting fights I couldn’t win. He set it but didn’t let a healer touch it.”

“That’s tough.”

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Lucas and Maca in ,,Campo de estrellas” :) 

Q : ,,Your fist date?”

Maca : ,,Our first date?! (laughs) In VIPS on the Vazquez Street.”

Lucas : ,,That’s right.”

Q : ,,What’s the favourite dish of Lucas?”

M : ,,I don’t know if it’s his favourite, but he eats a lot of pasta in Valdebebas.”

L : ,,Ok, I often eat it, but my favourite dish was always tortilla de patatas.”

M : ,,Ah, yes, yes. Of course.”

L : ,,Well, now she says of course!” (laughs)

Q : ,,What’s Lucas’s favourite movie?”

M : ,,Well, he really likes spanish movies, I’d say that his favourite is ,,Primos”.

L : ,,She’s right once again.” (laughs)

Q : ,,Where did you spend the best holiday together?”

M : ,,In Ibiza. Definitely, it was also our first holiday.”

L : ,,Yes, for me also Ibiza. I have a great memories.”

Q : ,,If Lucas wasn’t a footballer, what other sport would he play?”

M : ,,I think that tennis.”

L : ,,Yes, but if it only was about the height I don’t think so…I wouldn’t be very good then. (laughs) But tennis, of course.” 

Q : ,,What do you most dislike about Lucas?”

M : ,,He gets angry very easily, he’s very nervous.”

L : ,,Definitely not.”

M : ,,Yes, you can see it.”

L : ,,No, if I’m angry it’s because she does something.” (laughs)

Q : ,,What do you most like about Lucas?”

M : ,,That he’s always smiling, just like now! It’s easy to irritate him, but in general he always smiles, he’s always happy. It’s very easy to live with him!”

Q : ,,Does Lucas snore?”

M : ,,No, he doesn’t.”

L : ,,As far as I know, I don’t.”

Q : ,,What does he like to do it his free time?”

M : ,,In his free time he loves going to the cinema.”

L : ,,True! With her or without her.” (laughs)

Q : ,,How do you call Lucas in a loving way?”

M : ,,Luqui. I call him Luqui, always, always.”

L : ,,Even when we have an arrgument.”

M : ,,Yes, I think that I have never called him Lucas.” (laughs)

anonymous asked:

Holy shit pls talk about the emoji movie

i gave el my entire emoji movie overview/review and had to scroll up to find it holy shit we talk a lot

-i brought a notebook to count the amount of poop jokes (it was 11)

-every time sir patrick stewart (aka poop) spoke it was a poop joke

-the two main emojis like fell in love in 45 minutes and at the end gene (the main emoji) confessed his undying love for her

-about ten minutes in, gene was sitting on top of a building looking all sad bc he didnt fit in and my friend whispered, “jump” and i was crying

-the movie was basically tying to tell you to be yourself and whatnot but how can you take that seriously when eMOJIS are telling you, like bitch youre a fucking emoji check yourself next time

-the emoji gene fell in love with a girl that was a princess emoji that had run away from textopolis (that’s where they live, which is in a phone) and she was trying to be like “men are always saying women cant do anything and we are just known for our beauty” and i was like bitch some people dont even have beauty okay so know your place

-also jailbreak (the girl princess emoji) was defo trying to be a feminist and whatnot but it was the emoji movie so it just seemed ridiculous

-there was a mom there that would whoop laugh at every “joke”

-they realllly pushed that just dance app

-the kid who owned the phone deleted the just dance app bc it was going off at random times and the dance lady from the app was in the garbage doing the sad macarena which for me was the turning point of the whole movie

overall the movie was just as bad as i thought it was going to be and the creators of the movie know nothing about “teens and how they text” but it was amazing bc my friends and i were crying the entire time at how bad everything was

thank you

crap our discord says: the rp meme (all taken from our pinned messages across all the channels)

  • “everyone has better hair than lex luthor purely by having any.”
  • “captain cracking open a cold one.”
  • “ever since i saw funko fear my life has not known peace.”
  • “zombie apocalypse but instead it’s the aesthetic apocalypse.”
  • “i think my main emotion would be ‘Can I Get A Uhhhhhhhh’.”
  • “i swear i just saw the mosquito who landed on my screen dance the macarena.”
  • “i forgot eddie murphy existed for a second.”
  • “hiss hiss fall in love!”
  • “no rest only gay.”
  • “he’s a sweet sugar coated candyman now.”
  • “no amount of metal arms can beat the law.”
  • “drop the beet.”
  • “get in beach we’re going to the bitch.”
  • “singular smack dude.”
  • “mobster in the front, party in the back.”
  • “did he die again?”
  • “do we need the gun that shoots a knife that shoots a gun or no?”
  • “pal, if you have to brag about how good you are at writing…”
  • “don’t disrespect wonka like this.”
  • “man as it turns out anybody can put any words they want together in any order.”
  • “aw, come on. courage the cowardly dog isn’t THAT bad.“

quemadrid  asked:

Toni and Lucas :D

and for @asensihoe, who used their proper ship name, VAZKROOS!

  • when I started shipping it if I did:
  • well, as you all know, i was reluctant to let one specific spud into my heart because i don’t believe in the germans (’cept for the three men & a baby squad), b u t i loved lucas and HIS PERFECTLY PROPORTIONAL HEAD (u monsters), and apparently lucas was a fan? lucas thought he was nice? lucas thought he was fun? lucas was gonna do the impossible by making him feel things? thus began Operation Teach a Potato Love.
  • my thoughts:
  • like, lucas really did that?! toni has jumped on him! in front of humans! toni kroos willingly touched another human being,
  • and lucas catch! obviously antonio cruz is the reluctant one in this dynamic and lucas is just. the bubbliest, the softest, the silliest lil bright-eyed nugget! he’s his mama’s favorite son and there’s love spilling out of his eyeballs! their constant bickering/bantering in training, the way toni swats at lucas ALL! THE! TIME! because he’s a nerd who doesn’t know how to express his emotions properly, the really unexpectedly sweet moments when toni will just kinda…appear by his side. IDK WHAT THE FUCK, THEY COMPLETE EACH OTHER?
  • What makes me happy about them:
  • lucas. bruh, if lucas decided tomorrow he liked casemiro, suddenly i would be the world’s biggest lucamiro fan, SUDDENLY I TOO LOVE THE TALE OF BIG TENDERHEARTED GIRL-DAD MURDERER CASE AND GANGLY LIL GENTLE DOE LUCAS. 
  • his lil face and reluctant swaying away? MAKE ME SHIP ANYTHING!
  • no but also, i like that lucas makes fun of toni but is also upsettingly gentle with him. LIKE THE TIME HE CALLED HIM ANTONIO AND TOLD HIM HE COULD DO BETTER! AND HE KNEW IT! don’t talk to me, why did they do that, it was soft.
  • What makes me sad about them:
  • nothing, really. they’re happy. i like them happy.
  • things done in fanfic that annoys me:
  • that there isn’t more? they would be one of the few pairings that lends itself to au, because i like their general dynamic and not specific history. so like, gimme road trip au! gimme lucas the footballer and toni who works in his agent’s office au. gimme fun. #letthembeboys!
  • things I look for in fanfic:
  • does the writer love lucas more than toni. no, but i’m annoying, borderline insufferable, about dynamics, so i haven’t read a lot of vazkroos fic out there.
  • Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other:
  • lucas and macarena are adorable, they’re gonna be the best parents one day so like, DO THAT!
  • My happily ever after for them:
  • lucas loves toni and is loved in return.
  • who is the big spoon/little spoon:
  • i think i said this in another askbox thing but, it’s gotta be lucas as big spoon because otherwise toni’s gonna slide out like two minutes in because he doesn’t understand how to give affection without purpose.
  • what is their favorite non-sexual activity:
  • making fun of each other. watching/playing basketball. taking leon and lucas’ dog to the park together. hassling isco.

milk-mochi  asked:

Hi Emma. You said you wanted a distraction: Keith was bored. And because he was bored he didn't think twice about hitting the training deck. What he didn't count on wast that Lance of all people would be using the space. Not only was hr using it, he was smashing the drones with deadly precision and the most distracting movements if his body....was he dancing? Keith wasn't sure, but Lance looked like he was dancing as he hit the drones flawlessly. Oh Dear (tm). Keith was so screwed...

lance doing the macarena as he knocks out drones

anonymous asked:

did sergio attend lucas' wedding ?

of course he did, what type of dad do you think he is to not attend his own adopted son’s big day ? They probably greeted each other with their 2-minute long handshakes .

Sergio probably dabbed when Macarena said yes,just saying. I mean,would you be surprised ?

anyway,here’s a picture

More Than Friends

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader

Genre: Fluff

Request: “Can I request a scenario where you’re Namjoon’s best friend and you’re very very comfortable around him, almost too much, you just never show your feminine side, but he still manages to fall for you ? Thank youuu”

Word count: 3371

A/N: You might want some wine with all that cheese ;)

Like always, the teacher was late and almost everyone was already in the classroom. Everyone but the one person you wanted to talk to: Kim Namjoon. You were really close since elementary and for the first time you actually felt nervous to talk to him.

Next weekend was going to be your sister’s wedding, and you were allowed to invite a friend – thankfully, since you knew you were going to get bored – and who else would you bring other than your best friend? But for whatever reason asking Namjoon for such a favor made you feel a bit uneasy. It might’ve been because for the first time in forever you were going to wear a dress – a pink bridesmaid one at that – and his reaction scared you. Or maybe because he’d say no, because it’d be so boring. But mostly – although you didn’t want to think about it that way – it was because you typically went to weddings with your boyfriend or a date, and he wasn’t exactly that.

After a few minutes of pondering through the window, you heard him stumble against a chair as he entered the classroom. He was wearing some black shorts, with a baggy oversized sweater, his socks reaching his calves and a smirk plastered on his face as he walked towards his seat, next to yours. It had become a habit of yours every morning to wonder how someone like Kim Namjoon could pull off the wackiest of clothes and always – really, always – look fashionable.

He smiled at you as he sat down. You were about to talk to him when he was distracted by Bora walking past him. She was the most “wanted” girl since seventh grade – her early development the source of her success. That day, she was wearing a low cut shirt, so of course he was going to get distracted.  

You couldn’t help but purse your lips, immediately catching a glimpse of jealousy, that you tried to shake off as soon as possible. Your best friend was a guy – and Kim Namjoon at that – so what did you expect? Still, it bothered you deep down that he’d never look at you that way. Then again, how could you expect him to see you as a girl either, after all that you’ve been through… He had seen you at your dirtiest and ugliest, and for the longest time there was little you felt embarrassed about when it came to him. But for some reason, as you remembered your sleepovers – where burps and farts and other grossness probably happened – you couldn’t help but feel utterly mortified. You cursed your innocent and uninhibited young self as you contemplated the doodles on your notebook.

“Wow. What happened to you?” He asked chuckling.

“Wh-what do you mean?” You mumbled.

“You’re red as a tomato. Were you thinking of something… dirty?” He asked wiggling his eyebrows.

Literally, yes.

“Of course not! I’m just… tired.”

“Right. ‘tired’. So what’s up?”

“Nothing much. But I do have something to ask you…”


“You know this weekend’s my sister’s wedding and… I can bring a friend so… uhm… you’re coming, right? I don’t want to die of boredom, or asphyxiated by the perfume of too many flowers in a closed space or…”

“…Or of embarrassment when you see the new arrangements your sisters insisted on for your bridesmaids dress.”


He laughed.

“_____________! You’re really something. I got my invite like three weeks ago. As if I needed one anyway, your sister has been texting me about wedding details for months.”


“She even sent me a snap when she picked her dress. A magical moment…” He said as he wiped an imaginary tear off his cheek. “I can’t wait to see you in yours.” He said chuckling evilly.

“YOU’VE BEEN WHAT!? How did I not know about this… Also, if you’re responsible for that thing I have to wear you’re dead Kim Joonie!”

“Well… she wanted to see you ‘wear pink for once’ so… there was little I could do to save you.”

“You’re still dead.” You whispered as the teacher entered the classroom.


You didn’t even get to see yourself in the mirror before you had to come down for the wedding ceremony.  All you knew about how you looked was that your dress was pink, puffy and short, that you had makeup on and some sort of accessories on your head. Oh. And high heels that made walking down the stairs really difficult and slow.

When you finally reached the first floor, you were greeted by a hoard of women, your aunts, your mother and sister and her bridesmaids, all awed of how “pretty and girly” you looked. You tried your best not to roll your eyes at their lies comments.

You were all gathered outside the small chapel as you waited for your turn to go down the aisle as part of the procession. When it was finally your turn, you couldn’t stop yourself from searching with your eyes for Namjoon in the crowd. When you found him, however, you regretted it a bit. His eyes were stuck on you, and you could see how hard he was trying not to burst out laughing in the middle of the ceremony. It made you feel slightly embarrassed, but at the same time, you could share his amusement in a way, had he been in you position, you would’ve probably done the same thing.

The ceremony was long but still beautiful, and you felt really happy for your sister and her husband. Your mom was crying and you almost did too. After it was over, you spent some time with your parents and the newlyweds before where the reception was going to take place in the hotel.

Inside, tables with pink flower decorations were placed around a dance floor, where your sister and her husband had their first dance together. Outside, was a garden, and you could tell there were many flowers and lights that decorated it, but you didn’t go outside, too occupied with the buffet.

As you were enjoying your dinner, you felt someone tap you on the shoulder. When you looked over, you saw Namjoon, with a plate in his hand, smiling brightly at you.

“Oh, shut up.” You said, trying to contain a laugh.

“In my defense I did try to convince her against the ruffle flowers when she asked for my opinion…”

“Wh-what ruffle flowers?”

Namjoon couldn’t help laughing.

“The ones on the back of the dress?” He said, smiling as soon as he saw the look on your face. “It’s not bad, it’s just not your style. But you do look…. Pretty.” He said, his attitude suddenly a lot more serious, not quite able to look into your eyes as the word came out of his mouth.

“Th-thank you…” You mumbled, both surprised and unexpectedly pleased by the compliment.

“I think we should dance now.” He said after you finished eating.

“Dancing? You? Kim Namjoon, dancing?” You said mockingly.

“Yes, with you, come on.” He said as he grabbed your wrist and pulled you off the chair and into the dance floor.

As expected, his dancing was weird and awkward, limbs moving uncoordinatedly from the rest of his body, his face expressions following the rhythm a lot better than the rest of him. Having said that, there was something charming about him making a fool of himself, and as you tried to follow the music too, you simply couldn’t stop laughing and smiling.

“I think I need some water…” You said, after the song ended, leaving him doing the Macarena on the dance floor.

When you came back, you saw your cousin – who didn’t have the pleasure to be a bridesmaid – dancing next to him. She was wearing a tight little black dress, and she looked beautiful as ever. She seemed rather interested in Namjoon, and you knew she was “his style”, aka, fashionable and beautiful, so you decided not to go back, you wouldn’t want to be a cockblock to either of them… right?

After mingling a little with your brother-in-law’s parents, you decided it was time to go to bed, even if you weren’t really tired. Since Namjoon was probably occupied with your cousin, there was little left to do for you, so you just went upstairs to your room, besides, most of the guests were already gone.


You immediately went to the bathroom after taking your high heels off. The pain was killing you and it took you a little bit of time to adjust to walking normally. You were surprised when you got to see your reflection in the bathroom mirror. You didn’t look bad, as you thought you did. Of course, it was out of character for you, but you actually looked… pretty. Your makeup wasn’t bad, and the dress was just a pink bridesmaid dress.

After taking one by one all the bobby pins in your hair, you took a warm shower and slipped into your comfortable pajamas. You put your still humid hair in a bun on top of your head and finally jumped into bed.

As much as you tried to relax, you couldn’t. Thoughts of Namjoon and your cousin dancing together, talking together and… ughhhh together couldn’t stop flooding your mind. You tried to pretend you didn’t know why it bothered you so much, it’s not like you didn’t know how to share a friend, right? Besides, Namjoon would be happy for you if you got a boyfriend or something, right? So… why should it bother you so much to think that he could be hooking up with some girl? And your cousin at that, wouldn’t you feel happy for her too?

Then, you heard a knock on the door.

You thought it was probably your mother, asking you why you left the party or something.

It wasn’t.

As soon as you opened the door, you were greeted by Namjoon’s classic smirk and for the first time that night you realized you were staring at him. He was wearing a black suit that fitted him perfectly – a rare occasion since he was more of the baggy-fashionable type. Of course, he looked a lot less polished than at the beginning of the party, his tie loosened and the top buttons of his shirt let you get a peak of his collarbone.

You instinctively swallowed and as soon as you understood that you couldn’t lie to yourself anymore, you immediately looked down, hiding your eyes from your friend, as if by doing so the truth would also be hidden.

You were checking Namjoon out, and it was stirring you up. Deep down you knew it wasn’t the first time that he made you feel that way either, but you didn’t want to admit to yourself that you saw your friend as more than a friend.

“You’re already in your pajamas? Damn girl, you’re fast!” He said smilingly.

“Yeah… I’m tired.” You lied.

“Oh… Uhm… Then, should I leave?” He asked shyly.

“No, it’s ok. Why did you come here anyway?”

“I just wanted to see you. You said you needed water and then you never came back so I got a bit worried you were sick or something.”

“No, no. I just saw you with my cousin and thought you wouldn’t want me to interrupt.”

“What do you mean interrupt? I came here with you, remember?”

“Weren’t you… like… trying to hook up with her?”

Namjoon burst out laughing uncontrollably.

“Yeah, no. She’s not my type. Besides, I don’t think her boyfriend would’ve liked that either.

“Oh… I didn’t know she had a…”

“Of course you didn’t, you were too busy dancing with me to notice.” He said wiggling his eyebrows, making you roll your eyes. “Come on, I want you to see this.”

He helped you off the bed and guided you all the way to the elevator. He took you to the where the reception took place, it was empty, the tables and chairs had been removed and the floors had been swept. It barely looked like a party had taken place there.

“So… what are we doing here?” You asked hesitantly.

“Here? Nothing. We’re going to the gardens. They kept the decorations and I wanted you to see them.”

You knew your sister had been planning her wedding for a long time, and you knew there was a lot of effort put into every little detail. Then again, you didn’t expect the gardens to look so mesmerizing. The space wasn’t very big, there many white flowers and fairy lights decorating the branches of the trees. You followed a thin path that guided you to a small gazebo, also adorned with fairy lights. You regretted for a second not having explored a little bit more of the venue during the party, then the idea of Namjoon bringing your cousin there came to your mind. Immediately things started to look less bright.

“God, you’re such a girl.” You heard Namjoon say. When you turned around he was staring at you. “I knew you were going to like coming here.”

“I didn’t know it was so beautiful…” You admitted.

“Well, had you not disappeared I would’ve shown it to you sooner. I looked for you everywhere, I didn’t actually think you’d be in your room.”

“Sorry?” You tried to chuckle.

“No, no. This is better, actually.” He said, taking his coat off and slowly putting it on your shoulders.

Namjoon had always been a gentleman with you, even if sometimes it seemed hard to tell under all the teasing and low-key bullying, but it still surprised you that he would take care of you that way. You swallowed, confused yet unable to keep your eyes off him. He was looking at you in a way he never had before.

“What are you doing?” You asked, trying to hide a smile.

“I don’t want you to get a cold.”

“What about you, then?”

“I’m not that important. So wear it for me, ok?” You nodded and smiled to yourself. “So… how do you feel now that your sister got married?” He asked, looking away from you for a moment.

“I don’t think things are going to change much, to be quite honest. They’ve been together forever.”

“I feel quite nostalgic actually.”

“Nostalgic? Why?” You let out a small chuckle.

“You know I appreciate our friendship more than anything, right?”

“Of course.” You said, almost amused by his doubting.

“And… you know I love you, more than anything in the world, and I would never lie to you, right?”

Since his words were so unexpected, it took you a moment to nod in agreement. Of course, you knew you were important to him. You were best friends after all, but those were words you had never told each other before.

“However…” He swallowed. “There’s something I’ve never told you and the longer it’s kept unsaid the more all that I just said becomes a lie.”

“What are you talking about? Is this one of your riddles? Because I don’t think I drank enough for one of those…”

“No, I’m serious.”  He said amused by your answer.

“Then what are you talking about?” You asked, turning your face around to look at him.

“Our friendship. The longer I keep this up, the longer I feel like our friendship is a lie.”

“I know you think you’re being clear, Namjoon, but I don’t understand what you’re talking about and what you’re saying really hurts.”

“You’re right. The last thing I want is to hurt you so I’m going to make an effort not to rant and be honest even if it means risking losing what I love most.” You noticed his eyes were starting to get watery, and yours couldn’t help but do the same. “I must be the luckiest guy in the world, you know? Just to get to have you as my best friend because you are the most genuine, intelligent and… beautiful person I’ve ever met. You are adorable, silly, and supportive and funny god I you’ve made me laugh for hours straight! And you’re compassionate and-”

“I thought you said weren’t going to rant…” You chuckled nervously.

“I’m not… If I did the list would be much longer, trust me. What I’m trying to say is… You’re the best person anyone could ever have the privilege to meet and it is no mystery that I would… fall in love with you.”

You must’ve been dreaming. It was so surreal, how beautiful everything surrounding you was, and how Namjoon’s words – even if they always had the tendency to be poetic – seemed so honest and beautiful. You definitely must’ve been dreaming.


“Huh?” You mumbled right after Namjoon’s voice woke you from your trance.

“I know I shouldn’t be pushy but… You’re silent and I’ve never seen that look on your face and I’m scared, it’s killing me. So give me a hint of what’s going on in your head.”

“I… I was just… questioning the accuracy of this reality…”

He couldn’t help laughing. “You sound like me…”

“That’s because I spend more time listening to you talk than sleeping…”

He chuckled. “…So?”

“So this is not a dream?”

“If this was a dream you’d be already in my arms.”

He had a point.

“I didn’t think I’d be your type of girl…”

“I can’t have a type because no girl could ever match up to you.”

“Are you drunk or high again?”

He chuckled. “No, I’m just scared shitless I’m going to lose you.”

You shook your head. “You’re never losing me, Joonie. You are my best friend so even if I didn’t… even if I wasn’t in love with you’d never lose me.”

He grinned. “So that means you…”

“That means my parents will be happy I finally have a boyfriend I guess.”

He wrapped you in his arms and tightly pressed you against his body. You remained like that for a long moment, neither of you wanting to break the hug.

“So what exactly did you think was my type of girl?” He said, without loosening his grip around you.

“I don’t know… tall, beautiful, sophisticated, sexy, girly?” You mumbled, barely able to speak, trapped in Namjoon’s arms and coat.

“And what makes you think you’re not all that?”

You tried to lift your face to get a glimpse of him, he looked down to look at you tenderly. “Because I’m short, so-so looking, everything but sophisticated and definitely not girly. I’m not like Bora or my cousin…”

“What?” He seemed surprised to hear those names slip out of your mouth.

“I’ve seen the way you look at her…” You said as you hid your face against his chest. You could hear him laugh under the fabric of his coat.

“You’re sexier and more beautiful than both of them combined. Not to mention your boobs aren’t uneven unlike Bora’s.”

He kind of whispered that last part, but you could still hear him clearly.

“What?” You asked teasingly. “What do you mean uneven? How long do you need to stare at her to notice that?”

“Less than a second. But they bounce uncoordinatedly which is really funny, I made a bet with Yoongi once on how they’d-”

“Oh my God. You’re such a… A BET? That’s… How did I not know about this? And mine aren’t… uneven…?”

“Well… in all fairness, natural breasts are always uneven… but hers are really… god, they’re…. just… not right. And yours are perfect. I bet they feel perfect too, at least they do when I imagine it.”

You couldn’t help but raise your eyebrows. “You’ve imagined what…? They’re really not wrong when they call you a pervert.” You chuckled.

“As if you haven’t had those thoughts about me…”

“Yeah, I fall asleep every night imagining cupping your… manboobs.”

You both laughed.

“As long as they’re the only manboobs you want to cup… whatever keeps you around me.” He said before winking at you. “But for now… how about a kiss?”

You nodded and tried to stand on your tiptoes, making Namjoon chuckle. He brought his face near yours, lifting you up slightly, before gently crashing his lips against yours.


“Oh, no,” Stiles says, bent double and nearly breathless with laughter. “No, no, no.”

“You asked for this,” Derek reminds him, awkwardly shuffling to the beat of ‘1999’ with his elbows pulled in tight at the waist. He throws in a dorky spin, pointing finger-guns at Stiles on the downbeat, and Stiles can't breathe.

“I thought you had secret dancing skills,” Stiles admits, watching fondly as Derek does a series of dumb disco-adjacent gestures. “I didn’t bring you to this wedding with me so you could shame me and all of your ancestors on the dance floor.”

“Watch this,” Derek says, and is about to ineptly moonwalk right over the hem of Allison’s wedding dress until Stiles yanks him back into place by his suspenders.

“Oh my god. You’re a tragedy, Hale. All that body and no clue what to do with it.”

Hey,” Derek protests, eyebrows furrowing.

“I can’t believe your hips would just lie to me like that.”

“By the way, I was already invited to this wedding, asshole,” Derek reminds him. “I’m an usher.”

“And you didn’t fall down!” Stiles pats his cheek condescendingly. “Which I now realize is a beautiful miracle.”

“All right, that’s it,” Derek says ominously, and stops mid-shuffle to make a beeline for the DJ booth.

Stiles knows he’s in some kind of danger when Prince cuts off abruptly, replaced by a smoky, pulsing tango.

“Did you threaten the DJ,” he asks weakly, backing away a little as Derek stalks toward him, “because he’s actually Allison’s cousin and there could be repercussions to—”

“Stop talking,” Derek says, and draws Stiles flush against him in one fluid, violent movement.

“Buh,” Stiles says, and then feels every inch of his skin start to tingle when Derek starts leading him. With his hips

“I only like some kinds of dancing,” Derek says, disgustingly smug. “No. Don’t. Chin up, look at me. That’s it. Dip,” he warns, casually draping Stiles over his arm.

I deserve this, Stiles thinks, staring mournfully backwards at the floor while the heat of Derek’s palm burns through his cummerbund. 

Derek pulls him back up, slots their cheeks together, and takes a gliding step, encouraging Stiles along with a confident press of his thigh. “I requested a rumba after this,” he says in Stiles’ ear.

Fine," Stiles groans, heart racing. "But after, we’re doing the motherfucking Macarena.”


Just recently discovered the amazing Noel Fisher is actually the voice actor of Stan from the English dub of Hamtaro…. I grew up listening to this man talk….
I literally can’t!
I rematched a few of his episodes and was greeted by gems like “you stop, I stop, then maybe we can both do the Macarena” and “think she’s into younger hams?”
They have Noel SINGING!!!
It’s basically just Mickey as a hamster and I cannot handle it!
His owner’s NAME is Noel!
Leave me here to die!

reading AH chapter 10

21:00 *starts reading*
21:05 *needs hug*
21:07 nice save *mumbles along *
21:10 Awww. keep pretending, it will come true!
21:15 *googles muumuu*
21:19 *“dirty little secret ” stuck in head *
21:26 titanic movie pose?
21:34 Awww *mama-barns feelings*
21:55 WHAT LOGIC IS THAT??? sit down before you hurt yourself! and go inside already!
21:59 *feel flashbacks to chapter 5 (I think) *
22:02 do it!
22:05 I don’t think using Clint as a role model is the way to go bb
22:11 repeat after me : teachers are people too
22:18 I feel ya quill. I once married lemon custard. best day of my life
22:20 I hate serious talks but I really need THIS talk to happen!
22:22 thesis : Steve became a teacher so that he could go to prom every year
22:23 of course he will fight. Don’t be stupid. what else do you expect from Steve fight-me Rogers?
22:25 *_* The sun’s always there, even behind the clouds
22:30 [start break ]
22:48 [end break ]

22:50 please let him teach Steve their wedding dance.
22:51 that’s because the macarena is stupid *war flashbacks from 5th grade *
22:53 YISS!!!
22:55 awww Steve no. Y u no reply?
22:58 *grins stupidly *
23:02 I think that counts as engaged. you cannot convince me otherwise. I mean making this big if an exception…
23:04 tease!
23:05 you little shit!
23:06 more like, 500
23:07 does that count as sex? I think it does!
23:17 oh oh
23:20 of course he isn’t. Don’t be stupid!
23:20 told ya!
23:21 that’s all. No biggie!
23:23 you’re such saps, both of you!
23:24 haahaa. busted XD

23:27 probably natasha….
23:29 Awww yiss! finally
23:32 no 18 year old has that much self control!!
23:32 Steve is gonna be so proud!
23:32 you should feel proud!
23:37 sleezball
23:39 you heard him!
23:39 back off
23:40 way too good and he finally knows it too
23:41 :O 
23:42 but not by you
23:43 (ง’̀-‘́)ง



but you don’t understand! I need to give more!

Out of the Woods

Title: Out of the Woods

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 4,578

Song Inspiration: Out Of The Woods-Anthem Lights Cover (Taylor Swift) 

So if you haven’t noticed, I really like covers. Here’s the original if you’re not into it. :)

A/N: Dean fluff!!!

Anon Request: Can you please do one based off of Out of the Woods by Taylor Swift! Please please please??!!! 


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The bunker was quiet. Sam was researching for the next case in the library, and last time you had checked, Dean was asleep on the couch in the war room, napping from one of his many sleepless nights. Boxes were strewn across your floor, some opened, some not. The contents of the one you had been digging through were dumped around you, like petals of a flower that you were the center of. As you were cleaning out the room that had served as a storage place for your stuff from single apartment life, you had stumbled across your old box of pictures filled with photographs from before you had moved into the bunker with Dean and Sam.

You traced your finger over Dean’s smile–big and genuine. He was laughing at something you had said, you didn’t remember what exactly. Your eyes were closed, blinded from the flash, and your tongue was sticking out of your mouth. His face was pressed up against yours, cheeks together, as you attempted for the third time, to take a selfie of the two of you with your new polaroid camera. Dean had taken it in his hand as well, his long arm more capable of holding the awkward shaped camera, and the two of you had taken this picture together. The light had caught on Dean’s amulet, which he had put around your neck after you asked him about it, realizing that he had been wearing it ever since you had met him and you had no idea what it meant. It had cast a white circle in the left hand corner of the photograph, the reflection of the flash.

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Fan report OTRA Gothenburg, Sweden 23/6

ok wow…. I just got back from the concert and i’m gonna try to give a good view over the whole thing. Just now as a walked past a mirror I realised I’ve got a somewhat shocked expression on my face, haha… might need a few days to come down.

(This might come out a little rushed, but the concert ended literally less than an hour ago and i’m on my ipad, so. Note - this got really long. Heh.)

I’ll start of quickly with the stuff leading up to the night, just for my own fancy of remembering it all. we all heard some horror stories from like Brussels of what the organisation can be like, but I guess we’re really lucky in Sweden, because it worked flawlessly (up to a certain point, lol) and lucky for me even while queuing for several hours I didn’t really get tired as I usually do. loads of nerves and anticipation, I’d say. hella long queue, though, and a little too much standing all pressed together - because when the queue started moving, finally, all chaos broke lose and people started running, ending up in a big lump on the other side of the stadium for too long instead. Anyway, onwards.

The stadium was awesome. I think the capacity is around 65,000, don’t think we’ll break the record but close maybe, 50 - 60,000 at least. Definitely biggest I’ve ever been to, so cool experience. From my point of of view it seemed really full too, literally up the walls, and the walls are so high… So hah take that, ‘struggling’ ticket sales rates! lol.

Audience; hella good. Many balloons. Very nice atmosphere, no bad incidents really and the mood was really good. Partly thanks to the rad Mcbusted - awesome openers and really good at warming up the audience. Fun, jokey boys with nice catchy music, even for me who hasn’t listened at all to them.

Leading up to the actual main act tho, I was really looking forward to doing the Macarena and Single ladies dance among thousands of other people, but unfortunately those didn’t come on… heeey I liked that tradition. ( even though it’s my first 1D gig, lol.)

Enter the boys… I'mma start on Harry. Because, yeah, I sort of have Harry-tunnel vision, though I think I managed pretty well to divide my attention between all of them.

Wow, he seemed really happy and was very smiley. Wearing: No need to mention; usual tight jeans (tiny, I want call them, lol, and then a white tee, so breaking the pattern of matching with Louis today - on the other hand it looked suspiciously like the famous 'boyfriend tee’. Maybe, maybe not.

Harry wasn’t maybe as 'wild’ as he’s been some of the dates this tour, but he held up a really good mood all the time and literally kept me laughing so much. Say hi to the return of 'I have a son, his name is Ismail….!’ and loads of Köttbullar!!!, and a pregnant ballon belly… He also made a really nice impersonisation/accent when he was trying to get the audience stomping and clapping, apparently someone said 'No, not possible!!’ and he had to express his view on that. Vocally, his voice sounded somewhat rough but he also did reaaally well. Such as the Ready to run high note, loved that. His part in Don’t Forget Where You Belong… *heart eyes*. Only wish I’d enjoyed his voice a little more in the moment, but there’s literally so much that takes up your mind.

Also the first random thing that hit me really was that Harry looks so much like his younger self in real life! Apparently that’s something that hasn’t gotten through to me via pictures etc.

Now, Louis! I really enjoyed his t-shirt, 'The future is now’, looking really good in mainly black, + white. (Wonder where that might fall in his habit of communicating through t-shirts…) No clothes-change though which was surprising, (Edit: okay he swiched tees in the end but no one else did.) but I guess it depends on the weather. At first, his general smiley-ness from the last shows didn’t really show, I think, but believe me, that came. A bit in he was so very bouncy, playful, loving all the balloons and he blew up so many! Especially during Little things where he also seemingly tried to hit Harry with them repeatedly when they were flying away which was really cute. Later on he apparently got lucky to find some water pistols, which then took up much of the rest of the concert because hey, apparently you can’t have too much of waterfights. He also picked up one of those disposable cameras and proceeded to take pictures… I would kill to see one those pics, aha, if the camera worked.

On the larry-interaction front I have nothing special to add really, except the previous mentioned balloon thing. The 'usual’ (lol, love that) turning to Harry during 18 and Night Changes happens a few times from Louis, but then he also sings about equally much to the others. Harry did the Little things-thing again, of singing 'I’m in love with…’ without finishing the line and then really obviously turned around, to look at, well /someone./

Liam, oh Liam, was so cute and wonderful to see in right front of me. He put so much silly stuff on his head (party hat, huge glasses, flower tiara, the list goes on..) and seemed to have so much fun. There was the repeated praise of the audience, which well, is very nice, and for once it sounded really genuine. I really enjoyed his voice and there was a nice note change in a Little White Lies (unless he usually does that? idk) which I then can tick off on my OTRA-bingo, lol. He did loads of beat boxing between some songs as well.

Niall was his usual brilliant self, but I honest sort of want to see more of him now in hindsight. I’m not sure if it was because he didn’t spent much time at my part of the stage, but I feel like I didn’t see him enough. Even if only to check out his guitarplaying more, cause as a guitarist myself i’m very interested. He did shake his butt loads in Girl Almighty though, that’s always the best way to enjoy that song, haha.

One thing that hit me as I was walking home, even though I haven’t really noticed this before in videos, is that I sort of really missed Zayn…. Not only his lovely high notes, though very much that as well, but like a little bit of his presence… ah well.

Now, RAINBOWS. I saw Rainbow Bondage Bear and his 'baby’ there as his usual amazeballs self on the pink throne he deserves. I think he was sporting full black leather with a matching cap to top it off, not much news but niiice.

Took a while till I spotted some rainbow signs/RD participants - almost thought I was on my own for a moment, but then there was a lovely rainbow “You make us strong” rainbow sign in front of me, as well as “Harry you are my rainbow”. Aw. Also, saw a “Harry is my queen” - hah, cute. which yeah… I agree. That was only my section though so there might have been loads around/behind me… On the screens later though there seeming was rainbows here, there and everywhere.  which yeah, brings me to…

The sign-reading part. Which had an…. interesting incident. I filmed this part closely because reasons like the last concert, haha, so I’ll upload tomorrow probably. Basically the first sign that came up on screen said something like “If God hates gays then why do Louis and Harry look cute together” complete with rainbows. And oh my god it stayed on the screen for so long while Liam was talking a bit, the whole audience started reacting like 'omg’ and wow, so much screaming. Basically, that reaction really surprised me, I hadn’t really seen anyone I could identify as a Larrie around me, but in that moment it was everyone, it was so enormous, and I’d also say very positive. Also - got awkward as hell because it literally stayed on screen for what felt like ages (well hello there camera person…), you could wonder why… because Liam wasn’t reading it, obviously, tried talking away, so they just tried to wait for other signs and then Harry reacted with doing his old “oggy oggy oggy!” very suddenly, which to me felt a lil stressed lol. I don’t even remember the rest of the signs now, got so intense there a moment. (Oh right, there was one the said “Sorry I didn’t bring my dad, Harry!” LMAO.)

Ah. I probably missed loads but that’s about it, now. The only complaint I have is that it was over way to quickly, like really… went so fast, and also that Louis wasn’t loud enough! (because he sounded REALLY good in all the songs, it just got a little drowned out from the crowd.) His mic should be turned up to eleven for maximum No Control appreciation.

All in all they seemed to love and appreciate it very much, best show in the EU tour hmm? Love that my country is so awesome to them 😘

(I have loads of pics and video too, will probably spam some of that tomorrow unless I find something especially good on my phone right now.)

let’s go with a preshow selfie too..

askirlsolangelo answered this post with: Believe it or not, guilty please is ghost adventures.

Will is a huge fan, even though he’s a scaredy cat for all these kinds of shows. Nico sits down to watch on occasions and snorts at random intervals. 

“There’s no ghost there” he mumbles

“Oh come on, have a little faith!” Will says back, eyes on the screen.

“No, I mean, they’re not pointing the camera at the ghost, he’s more to the left, behind Zak.”

“What?” Camera and mic pick up random noises. “Oh my gods Nico what’s he doing?”

“I think it’s the Macarena. Which is pretty impressive considering he looks like he died in the 17 hundreds.”

“….. Do ghosts do that a lot?”

“*snort* Whenever there’s a camera. The one from last episode did the entire gangnam style dance like 5 times.”