if i were ever to meet him at a con

Q&A Transcript with Alex Hirsch at MomoCon 2017

Question: Before you decided to make Bill the main bad guy, did you have another character in mind that would have been the villain? 

Alex: Yeah, um that’s a good question. Uh, so, when we came up with the villain of the show, I knew that… I knew that Bill was involved. And I knew that Ford had disappeared due to some deal gone wrong with some villain next to the mystery of how Gravity Falls was all assembled. 

Um, but, I didn’t yet decide that Bill was that character in the very beginning, y'know? I had always imagined it was some sort of evil character somewhere kinda hidden in the woods. I wasn’t sure I could go with the Bill idea cuz I thought it would be too much like Twin Peaks, but as we got further along the series we discussed it among the repairs and we were like, ‘none of our other villain ideas were as good.’ Bill, Bill was weirder than anything else we thought of. Um, I remember there were other ideas. Strange monsters and government officials; some kind of cthulhu– some weird crazy old man. But nothing was ever better than Bill, so it ended up sticking. Probably somewhere around, y'know, season one– midway through season one, we started thinking we might be– might be on point.

Q: Was Grunkle Stan ever aware of McGucket’s connection to his brother? 

 A: Oh, oh that’s such a good question. Wait, let me think about that for a second… Uh… lemme see… I don’t think so. I don’t think Stan was ever aware of McGucket’s connection to his brother. Because, by the time Stan traded identities with Ford, uh… McGucket had already gone off the deep end– Was already y'know, had already created the Society of the Blind Eye; had already lost his own memory. So Stan would’ve really only known McGucket as a local obnoxious fisherman. 

And McGucket, probably somewhere deep in the back of his mind, was eerily just drawn to Stan in a way he just couldn’t put his finger on, because he thought maybe he knew him, but– I don’t– I think Stan was ignorant of that. Um, I think Stan… I think Stan looking through the journals probably should’ve put two and two together, but Stan’s not the best at book-learnin’. Uh, so… my guess is Stan wouldn’t have known despite that uh, that there’s a lot of tumblr art out there showing them as like the Scooby-Doo gang. I don’t think Stan ever really knew McGucket before.

Q: What episode do you believe came out the strongest and the most well rounded overall? And is it the same as your personal favorite episode?

 A: Oh gosh. Um. That’s a great question. Hmm… I probably feel, personally, that the strongest episode is uh, “Not What He Seems” just because it’s such a dramatic episode. Like, we know– We’ve never had an episode that dramatic. But, when we first pitched it to Disney executives… they thought it was bad. [laughs] Um, Because it didn’t have a lot of jokes in it? Like, I remember normally when we’re pitching our episode, executives can usually gauge how good they are by how much people laugh. People didn’t really laugh for that one, because it’s really tense. So we thought, maybe we’d screwed up. But, when the animation came back we were like, 'Oh! It’s GOOD that it’s tense. Like, it worked!’ Um, So, I dunno if that’s my favorite episode, but I think– that’s the episode we should’ve won an Emmy for, and I’m still pissed we didn’t. [laughs]

In terms of favorite episode, like… I dunno. I think the first episode that I really felt that the show was really starting to feel the way I wanted it to– “Time Traveler’s Pig” in season one. Like, that was an episode where Dipper had an interesting story, and Mabel had an interesting story, and uh, felt nostalgic, and based around the summer, and had a big secret callback to even previous episodes, so– I just remember when we first just got that episode back in color, I was like, 'hey I think maybe I like how I’m making this cartoon show,’ so I think that has a particularly fond place in my heart, y'know.

Q: Is Disney bringing you to SDCC or NYCC later this year to promote the journal and other books coming out? 

 A: Right, um, yeah, Disney– Disney… Disney-general and me, have like– we’re divorced. Like, they kept the house, and the pets. Y'know what I mean? It’s… we don’t like get dinner or anything. But, the Disney Publishing department, separate from Disney Television, they’re really cool, and enthusiastic, and energized. And they wanna make new cool stuff. Um, so I think it’s possible I might be at D23 this year, and it’s possible I might be at Comic Con, but I don’t have anything confirmed yet.

Q: In the scene where Bill is trying to convince Ford to join him in the Fearamid, were there any other jokes or story beats that were considered? 

 A: Which episode specifically are you talking about? [Q: The We’ll Meet Again scene.] Yea yea yea, We had a– Every scene that you’ve ever seen in the show has a ton of ton of stuff we’ve thought of and had to cut for time or other reasons. Um, I remember there was definitely a version of that where Bill was a lot trickier. Like, he sort of more successfully lied to Ford about like: 'We’re actually going to make the world a better place. Though I present myself as this chaos lunatic that’s just my personality.' Like, 'here’s ways in which we’ll IMPROVE the universe.' 

Um, but it felt out of character. We thought it was much more like Bill to just draw smiley faces in oceans and eat the sun and just– hope, that the force of his charisma could convince Ford that that was a good idea. But uh, I feel like– I feel like Bill can be really really tricky when he wants to, but by the time Weirdmageddon showed up he’s so impatient, and he’s so convinced that he won, that he was no longer like, this brilliant chess master he used to be. He’s like, 'alright let’s do it! Do what I want or I’ll eat your face.’ Like, no more– No more, like– He wasn’t as smart a tactician as he used to be, y'know?

Q: Was “We’ll Meet Again” always the song you were going to use? 

A: Oh yeah, it had to be that. It was like… I think I’d just seen Dr. Strangelove recently around that time and it stuck in my head. It seems to me, if Bill has a taste in music, it would be, like, old timey music that ranges from either weird to obnoxious to obscure. 

Uh, Disney wanted me to cut it cuz it cost them a bunch of money to get the rights, even though it’s so old, it still cost them money to get the rights. And I just… said, please. Over and over and over again. I would send an e-mail that just said, 'please.’ And send another e-mail that said, 'please.’ And I would send another e-mail that said– Yeah. [laughs] Eventually I wore them down that they’re like, 'alright we’ll spend thousands of dollars.’ [laughs]

Q: Are real comics coming? 

 A: You want comics? Would you read Gravity Falls comics?
[Audience screams]
[Alex leans his ear forward]

A: It’s a terrifying noise isn’t it, Michael? I was at a… Gravity Falls gallery, and like, they didn’t tell us how many people would show up, and it was like, THAT noise echoing from every corner. And uh like, I think I lost a year of my life. My hair started going gray, and it was like, 'oh my god, this is too much love! It’s terrifying.' 

Comics. I would love to do Gravity Falls comics. Um, I have so many… One of the tough things about a half hour show like Gravity Falls is every now and then we think of an idea that we really liked, but it was too short for a half hour; 'oh that’s only five minutes of story’– Or it’s too specific and weird. And so I have tons and tons of ideas of the show that y'know we’d like to explore this character, we’d like to show this secret, this storyline. So, I’d love to do comics. But, that’s up to Disney Publishing, and I’m trying to convince them. So, hopefully, I’ll have something exciting to announce in not too long.

Q&A with Stan and Soos

Q: Is Dipper adorable or manly?  

Stan: Dipper smells like baby wipes. Even if I cut off all my shoulder hair, and taped it to him, he wouldn’t be 1/10th as manly I am.

Q: What would you do if Mabel told you she had a date to prom? 

Stan: I would… invite the gentleman over, have some coffee, tie him to a chair and interrogate him for 10 hours, and maybe throw him in the pit. [shrug] Hands off my neice, kid!

Q: What would happen if Soos met Giffany again? 

Soos: Oh yea, I recently downloaded this couple’s therapy sim? Uh, I think she and I would have to talk about our issues and pass around a conversation pillow, and really work out these struggles. Cuz she’s got some problems, dude.

Q: Soos, why are you so perfect? 

Soos: Yeah, uh, my grandma said that a whole bunch of doves flew down and formed the shape of a perfect angel over my crib. I dunno, dude I guess I was just born that way.

Here’s my photo with Jensen and Misha! DO NOT REPOST OR EDIT ME OUT WITHOUT PERMISSION

I bought this op when I got to the con honestly just so I could meet all three of them- I was already getting photos with Jared, and Misha in his Cas outfit, and I didn’t want to leave without meeting Jensen too- Dean is my favourite character after all. Misha said hello to me and asked me how I was doing then after that I asked them if we could do a sandwich hug and Jensen said “Yes we can!” and gave me a big hug. They were both really sweet, and I actually ended up getting two photos. I had started to walk away but in the first photo I had a bit of hair in my eye and Jensen grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me back into him and said “One more time” and let me tell you that man is STRONG. Then I said thank you to them and Jensen gave me a warm smile and kept eye contact with me as I walked away which, as anyone who has met him knows, eye contact with him is an intense experience. He is also the most attractive person I’ve ever seen in my life- he’s somehow even better looking in person! In the first photo Misha had his hand on mine but he got in at the last second for this one. They were both really nice and I’m so glad I got to meet them and can’t wait to meet them again in the future!

Also, I won’t wear any highlight on my forehead for the next con lol

Healing My Cancer Like Castiel: how Misha Collins touched my forehead and my heart

I had a heartwarming experience with Misha at a con recently, so I thought while my memory was fresh I would jot it all down. I rarely ever post on Tumblr, but I thought you might enjoy a firsthand account of what an angel Misha really is.

Dallas 2015 was my first con, and my daughter and I were attending to celebrate: it was her 13th birthday, and I’m in the process of kicking cancer’s ass. I’m still in treatment, but I think every day that I wake up and function constitutes kicking its ass, right? So I decided to treat myself to a Misha Meet & Greet.

I got to “meet” Misha before I met him: we had several solo photo ops before the M&G. He laughed when my daughter handed him a little toy to wear as a “wormstache”; he didn’t even flinch when I gave him a poster with my gishwhes team’s logo and asked him if he’d lick it; and when I posed alone with him, I immediately apologized for “asking you to lick my stuff.” Our photo is consequently him biting back a laugh and me cracking up. It was a blast.

Before the M&G began I approached the Creation staff member who was taking our tickets. I let her know that I have cancer, and that because of recent surgery I can’t walk terribly far. I know Misha likes to take his guests out and about, and I was concerned about holding up the group. I really didn’t want Misha to know that I’m sick.

Apparently the employee told him, so when he came into the room (there was a collective gasp – the man really is beautiful) he said he was hoping to take us outside to a nearby field so we could go cow-tipping. (He was kidding, of course.) He turned to me and asked me how far I thought I could walk, or if I wanted to try. I think he must have sensed my embarrassment, because he immediately said, “Actually, let me rephrase: how do you feel about piggy-back rides?” =D I laughed, buried my face in my hands and shook my head. He noted that Creation really should make golf carts available to us for just such occasions, and he was quite serious about that. He said, “I’ll go wherever you want to go.” I couldn’t speak, so the other ladies in the group were kind enough to bail me out and say that it was hot outside so we may as well stay where we were and enjoy the air conditioning. Misha pulled up the blinds on the floor-to-ceiling windows to see what the weather looked like, and there happened to be two fans sitting at a picnic table right next to the window. Their faces were comically surprised – their mouths were literally giant Os when they saw him – and we howled laughing. Misha grinned and gave a hugely exaggerated roll of his eyes. 

We laughed a lot during the next hour or so. He joked about how he kind of forgot what was going on with Cas at the end of Season 10, so he was really hoping that he pulled off his performance in the first few episodes of 11. We talked a bit about guest directors and why he wasn’t inclined to direct this season (he is trying to take things off his plate). Somehow we talked about how people often refer to him as “the short one,” and he insisted that Jensen is barely an inch or two taller than he is. He pointed out that wardrobe always puts Jensen in boots that are basically “high heels,” and Cas gets stuck wearing “pretty much slippers” so their height difference is exaggerated on the show. That struck us all as hilarious. Also, he’s never been cow-tipping, in case you were wondering, but he did throw rocks at wild chickens in Hawaii once until he realized he might really hurt a chicken if he hit one, and he didn’t want to do that. XD We spent a lot of time talking about gishwhes, and how somehow it only recently just occurred to him that HE would like to participate, too, but he still hasn’t thought of a way to do that. We suggested he create a team with 14 pseudonyms so he could gish by himself, win, and then go on the trip alone. Hahaha! 

I told Misha my team got the CNN story about gishwhes on the air, and he was thrilled. We talked about how many meteorologists didn’t want to dress up for that challenge, and I laughed at his surprise – really, Misha, you can’t imagine why professional television personalities don’t want to be superheroes in drag? LOL But I told him I did that challenge myself (I’m the faculty advisor for a collegiate broadcast newscast), and I dressed up as “BatBoobs.” He wanted to see pictures of that, so I vowed to bring one to the autograph session.

At the end of the M&G each of us got to pose next to Misha for a group photo taken with our own phone. While the Creation employee struggled to unlock my phone, I leaned in to Misha and whispered an apology for keeping the group indoors. He squeezed my shoulders a bit and whispered back that he was proud of me. I’m not sure what he was proud of, but the moment touched my heart anyway. I left the room crying happy tears.

When my daughter and I went for autographs Misha recognized us immediately. I brought a collage of pictures from my team’s gish entries for him to sign. I pointed out “BatBoobs,” and he laughed so hard he put his head down on the table. He studied the rest of the pictures for a while, so I took the opportunity to thank him again for his kindness earlier. He knew exactly what I meant; he reached out and held my hand and asked me how I was feeling. He wanted to know where I was in my treatment, when I was diagnosed, and what my prognosis was. My daughter piped up and said “we’re all scared of chemotherapy.” Misha took her hand in his other hand, then squeezed our four hands together. I was worried that I was holding up the line, but he didn’t seem to care a bit. He has this remarkably intense gaze that is almost disconcerting; it’s easy to forget you’re not the only person in the room when he’s talking to you. 

Anyway, Misha stood up and with a little smile said, “I wish I really had angel healing powers. Come here.” I leaned forward, and while we all laughed he made his best intense-glowy-eyed-Castiel face and touched two fingers to my forehead. He promised to keep trying, and my daughter was still howling laughter. She said “yeah, good luck with that!” He high-fived her, and we walked away… that was probably the first time my daughter and I have ever been able to talk about my cancer and laugh. I’m grateful to Misha for that moment.

I had a Jensen/Misha duo op on Sunday. We posed – yes, I was grinning like a baboon – and as I walked away Misha caught my arm. He made me promise to let him know when I was in remission, because he expected to see me again at another con soon. I was so startled that I’m not even sure I responded to him, but I think I nodded. I know I cried.

Our last op was Sunday evening with Misha and Kathryn. We were at the tail end of the line so we weren’t being rushed. My daughter chatted with Kathryn for a moment – they compared their Grumpy Cat stuffed animals, and my daughter told her she named hers “Grumpy Cas.” After the photo we started to walk away, but my daughter turned back to hug Misha quickly. As she pulled away, he caught her head between his hands and made her promise to take care of her mom. I think she was caught by surprise because she couldn’t speak; her eyes welled up with tears. He stroked her hair and her cheek, and as she walked away he said  “I’m counting on you!” She still can’t talk about it without getting weepy. Frankly, neither can I.

I’ve always heard what a sweetheart Misha is. Everyone says he’s genuinely kind and that meeting him is a pleasure, but I wasn’t prepared for his warmth. I don’t have adequate adjectives and adverbs to describe the authenticity of his compassion, the sincerity of his concern or absence of pretense. To me, Misha will always be a big of an enigma. How can a person so beautiful on the outside also be *that* beautiful on the inside?

TL;DR – Misha is awesome.

Catching Murphy, Part 7

Warnings: Swearing, possible nsfw content
Word Count: About 3810
Summary: You, Miss (y/n) (y/l/n), had a crush on Connor Murphy for years, from a distance of course. You had always been too shy to approach him, and the fact around school that he was an aggressive stoner caused you to become even more shy. One day, in history class, your teacher decided to assign a project and assigned everyone a partner—you and Connor were partnered together. Could you two grow close during the project and remain close? Or will Connor go back to ignoring you after the project comes to a close?
A/N: I apologize if Connor is a biiiiit OOC… ;-; Obviously takes place in an AU where Connor is alive.
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | Part 11

You and Connor were sitting in history, and you were talking more about Akhenaten. You also went through what you had planned for your PowerPoint, and Connor was rather impressed. He found new ways to find you interesting each and every minute that passed. Again, just like yesterday, he observed you intensely, watching your face contort in happiness as you talked about your passion. Connor noticed how your voice went up in pitch and grew slightly agitated as you continued to talk about the Heretic Pharaoh. “Whoa, whoa, dork… calm the hell down before you blow a fucking gasket,” he said.

“Huh? S-sorry, did I get too heated again?” you asked.

“Yeah, you did get a bit heated, dork. Just dial it back a bit, like damn,” he said.

You rubbed the back of your neck and apologize, “Yeah, sorry about that. I don’t much like him… like really don’t like him!”

Connor smiled briefly to himself and he retorted, “No shit, dork. I can see that.”

Laughing nervously, you laid your head down on the desk. “S-sorry…”

History class ended and you met Alexa in the hallway. Her hazel eyes held a certain look and you knew that she knew that you went home with Connor yesterday. “(Y/n) (y/l/n)! You have some explaining to do, missy!” she exclaimed as she bounded up to you.

“Hey… Lexy…” you said slowly, knowing your death was coming. “What are you talking about?”

Stopping in front of you, Alexa grabbed your arm, dragging you to English class. “You know exactly what I’m talking about! Firstly, you got into Connor Murphy’s car yesterday after school! Secondly, you were talking with him, Jared and Evan this morning! What happened?! You’re usually too shy to talk to boys!”

You stammered, “I, uh, well… I don’t know what happened. I, uh, I was just talking to Connor yesterday after school, while we were working on a project, and I just…” A sigh, “I dunno… got slightly less anxious?”

“You were telling Jared how you and Connor had sex, (y/n)! Is that true?!”

“Keep your voice down, Lexy! Connor doesn’t need that rumor going around school. And no, it was a fib to make Jared flustered,” you said, hushing your friend.

“Oh! I get it,” Alexa said as you two walked into English.

Thankfully your English teacher didn’t really care where anyone sat, so when you saw Evan, you smiled and pulled Alexa along with you. Evan had always sat a little off from the rest of the class, due to his social anxiety. But, today you were going to make him feel not as alone, since you also suffered from social anxiety. “Hey, Evan?” you asked, getting his attention. Once he looked at you, you continued, “Can me and Lexy sit with you today?”

Evan sputtered out, “U-uhh… I, uh, I guess? S-sure…”

You sat beside Evan while Alexa sat beside you. It was awkward, no doubt, but that little bean needed to know that he was no longer alone in the fight against his own social anxiety. “S-so?” you began, “H-how was your first class, Evan?”

He looked down at his desk, shrugged and answered you in a small voice, “I-it was… alright, I guess.”

“Wh-what was it?” you asked awkwardly.

Evan answered just as awkwardly, “E-economics.”

Alexa gasped, “Oh my God, who do you have? Do you have Mr. Green? I heard he’s amazing at teaching economics!”

“U-umm…” stuttered Evan, “y-yeah… I have him.”

“Oh my God, same here! I have him just before lunch,” laughed Alexa.

You, Evan and Alexa talked throughout English class, your teacher assigned some classwork that could be done in groups of two or three. Naturally, you three worked together, and it seemed like Evan was somewhat enjoying himself.

At lunch, you looked for people to sit with. Alexa had gotten sick just after English class, which was weird because she was one of the healthiest people you knew, but life happens. As you scanned the lunchroom, your eyes settled on Evan, Jared and Connor. Bingo, you thought to yourself as you walked over. “Hey guys,” you said awkwardly, “c-can I sit with you?”

Connor looked over his shoulder at you and answered, “Sure, why the fuck not.”

“Just in time, (y/l/n),” started Jared, “I was just telling Evan and Connor my sexual adventures last night.”

“Yeah, which is total bullshit. You never get your dick wet, Kleinman. Only in your dreams does that happen,” Connor snickered.

Jared puffed out his cheek for a second before firing back, “Well at least I didn’t fuck the school’s famous teacher’s pet!”

“At least I’ve got someone to fuck, Jared. I don’t have to just sit there and jerk off like your lonely ass does,” quipped Connor.

You and Evan sat there, listening to them fire shots at each other back and forth, with red faces. What are these two, you thought embarrassedly to yourself. You could tell that Evan was thinking the same thing you were because he covered his face. After the two bickered back and forth for a good several minutes, you said, “Okay! Enough! Jared, stop fucking talking about sex! I just lost my innocence to Connor, fucking Christ knows I’m not ready to hear all about your imagined sex life!”

“You were a virgin? I always thought you lost it in like sophomore year, (y/n)!” exclaimed Jared.

Your face grew brighter, “Why would you say that?”

“Because it was going around the school. Some girl named Tessa saw you with some guy named Ryan getting it on in a stairwell.”

“Oh my God, that was my friend Beth! She doesn’t really look like a girl and definitely doesn’t act like one! She was telling me how she wanted to transition from girl to guy at some point. Why does Tessa always start this shit? People thought I smoked weed in middle school because of her. She is literally a scumbag human being.”

Jared raised his eyebrows at your words, “Well shit, (y/n), tell us how you really feel.”

You ruffled your hair and said, “I just did, J-Jared…”

“Aww, you’re stuttering is really cute,” Jared said with a wink.

You blushed and somewhat covered your face. Someone, a guy in particular, found your stuttering adorable. “Wh-what…? Y-you think so, J-Jared…?” you stuttered out, looked at him through some hair that fell into your face.

Connor looked over at you and he thought you looked really cute with your hair in your face. Without thinking, he reached over to you and tucked the lock behind your ear. When you looked over at Connor, an almost warm and loving look in his normally cold eyes. It took you by surprise. His warm hand rested on your cheek for the briefest of moments, before he snapped back into reality and pulled his hand away.

Everyone just looked at Connor. Did he just have a sweet moment? Jared’s eyes were wide and his jaw was dropped. So was Evan’s. They just stared at you and Connor for a moment. You brought your hand up to touch the cheek that had lost the warmth of Connor’s hand, a blush on your cheeks. You stuttered, “I, uh… wh-wha…? C-Con…nor…?”

He couldn’t meet your gaze, his mind had flashed back to his dream from last night and he grew embarrassed. What were you doing to him? He had asked that fucking question ever since that morning once he woke up to falling out of his bed. Connor swallowed almost audibly as he continued to look anywhere but you. WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST DO?! WHY DID I DO THAT?! UGH!!

“To answer your question, (y/n),” Jared began, having recollected himself. “Yes, I find your stuttering really cute. Evan does it, and I’m sure some girl finds it cute. It’s also kinda cute that you’re so shy, you really should come over to my house after school.” He winked at you and you blushed even more. “I’ll help you get rid of that anxiety real quick!”

Connor quickly shot Jared an anger glare. How dare he do that! You were just a virgin, and so too was Jared for the matter, but he watches a lot of porn so you know. That geek knows shit that you don’t; and Connor decided that he would be the one to have you. For some reason he found himself compelled by you, doing things he never did before yesterday. Things that made him question everything that he stood for.

“A-as won-wonderful as that sounds, J-Jared… I-I have some things to do with C-Connor after school,” you answered with a small smile. “M-maybe some other time.”

Evan fiddled with his food as he asked, “H-hey, (y-y/n)… some time s-soon… could you help me with… umm… with English?”

You looked at Evan and smiled sweetly at him as you answered, “O-of course I can, cutie.” That word fell from your mouth and you immediately covered your mouth and want to bang your head against the table. Did you really just say that? To Evan fucking Hansen, a guy with almost crippling social anxiety? “I-I’m sorry, Ev-Evan… i-it just came out…” you apologized.

“I-it’s okay, (y-y/n),” Evan answered, blushing slightly as well.

“B-but yeah, I will help you with English. How about this Saturday?”

Evan looked at you and nodded, “That would be great, (y/n). Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, Evan. Anything for a cutie like you,” you said.

Connor allowed you to say that stuff to Evan because that boy was just a little walking anxiety disorder. Evan was a pure little bean that wasn’t a threat, but Jared fucking Kleinman? That boy was a huge threat to Connor’s claim on you, not that he saw you as a prize to be won, but Connor just wanted you to focus solely on him, and maybe Evan every once and a while. He leaned on his hand as he watched you and Evan stutter cutely (on your part) back and forth, Evan decided to start talking about his love of tree-climbing. And you seemed to be really interested in the socially anxious teen’s hobby.

Your eyes lit up as you listened to Evan talk, but they didn’t have that fire that they held when you were talking about Ancient Egypt. You did talk in a less animated fashion, clearly interested in Evan showing you his hobby.

And then, Evan told you what you were passionate about. Connor just looked at you and he saw your face light up, you beaming as you answered, “R-really? You wanna know what I’m passionate about? D-do you want to, too, J-Jared?”

“Sure, why the heck not,” answered Jared. “Tell us what passion runs through that pretty head of yours.”

Connor watched your smile get brighter as you took in a breath. “Ancient Egypt. My passion is Ancient Egypt,” you answered in a love-filled voice.

I wish she would talk about me like that, Connor thought to himself. After he thought that, he mentally kicked himself. WHAT THE FUCK?!

“Why’s Ancient Egypt so important to you?” Evan asked.

“Oh, you just opened up a can of worms I’m not sure you’re ready for, Evan,” Connor said, looking at his blond friend.

The moment you opened your mouth to begin, Connor’s eyes snapped back at you. Ever since yesterday of observing you while you talk about your passion, Connor has made it a habit of watching you with a smile as you talked. It was his guilty pleasure, watching you talk—watching the way life fluttered and swirled in your eyes.

The rest of lunch, you gave Jared and Evan a history lesson, Evan asking you questions and Jared crossing his arms due to being impressed. Honestly, he had expected you to be so well-versed in that certain period of history. It threw him for a few loops because you knew things that not even he knew. When the lunch period ended, the boys seemed rather upset. They all were interested in what you were saying, Connor seemed more happy that you were happy talking about what you loved.

Evan felt closer to you than he did earlier that day, he was smiling happily that you opened up to him. And he felt happier that he opened up to you, something about you made him feel like he could talk to him. You two even exchanged numbers and you told him to call or text him whenever he needed help or just wanted to talk. He had made another friend.

Jared was more impressed than anything. At first, he just wanted to talk to you because he thought you would give him sex, something he never had before, but now, he thought of you differently. He now saw you as a interesting girl who enjoyed teaching others of your passion, and even giving him a run of his money. Jared and you went back and forth spouting facts of Ancient Egypt, until you threw out information that he had no idea about—and then he admitted defeat.

That day after school, you again almost got run over by Connor, and then jumped into his truck. You poked your head between him and Zoe and said, “Ey, Connor, can we listen to some Marianas Trench? On my phone? Can I jack your AUX cord?”

“Umm… sure? Why the fuck not?”

Zoe threw her hands into the air, complaining, “Connor, what the fuck?! I can’t listen to my music but your girlfriend asks and you immediately cave?! EXPLAIN THAT TO ME!!”

Shrugging, Connor handed you his AUX cord that was hooked up to his newer radio (which he had stolen because his old radio was shit). “Because she’s the new bitch in the car, Zoe. Holy fuck! Your music is terrible and I personally hate it,” he answered.

“What makes you think her music is any better?!”

“Call it a hunch.”

You smiled and swiped the AUX cored from Connor’s hand and plugged it into your phone. Immediately, you went to play Marianas Trench, the first song to pop up as you put the artist on shuffle was Truth or Dare. That song made you almost choking on your spit. NOT THE FOURSOME SONG!! you thought to yourself. You almost blurted that out, but bit your tongue.

When you all got to Connor’s, you immediately jump out of the backseat of his truck and stand by his door. He got out of his car and laughed to himself, “Someone’s anxious?”

You grabbed his hand, “C’mon, let’s go to your room!”

“Whoa… you are impatient,” he said.

You looked at Connor and said, in a low voice, “I’m sorry, Connor. I w-want to get high again…”

Connor blinked at your words. “You do?” he asked.

Nodding vigorously, you answered, “Yeah! I’ve been waiting for this all day! It was fun yesterday, and if I keep doing it with you, I’ll get a tolerance and I can be more f-fun to be around! B-because I don’t s-stutter when I’m high. I-I only stammer when something weird happens.”

“Have you been thinking about this all day?”

“Maybe… and maybe you’re just the only guy I wanna get high with…”

Connor’s mouth opened a bit and he gasped, “Ooh…kay… yeah, let’s go get high.” You smiled and followed him to his room. Zoe oohed and said not to fuck, to which Connor quipped rudely at her, “None of your fucking business if we do or not, bitch.”

About 30 minutes later, you and Connor were high. Your mind bounced back to the offer Connor made yesterday. You and Connor were laying on his bed, you splayed out across Connor’s bed and your head was once again on his stomach. “H-hey, Connor?” you asked in a groggy voice, looking up at him.

Looking down at you, Connor answered you, “Yeah, you fucking dork?”

“I-I wanna learn some shit,” you said.

Furrowing his eyebrows, he responded, “What kind of shit?”

You blushed and muttered, “Y’know… li-like kissing and possibly… sex…?”

Oh, that made Connor sit up, your head plopping into his lap. “Oh, fuck. Are you fucking serious?” He was looking directly into your eyes as he asked you that.

Looking up into his eyes, you nodded, muttering a small, “Y-yeah…”

“What fucking happened to getting to know each other first, eh, teacher’s pet?” he asked with a smile.

You shrugged, looking away from him, “We can do that while we fool around, can’t we, Con?”

Connor laughed to himself as he said, “You’re pretty bad for a damn teacher’s pet.”

A wolfish grin made its way across your face as you sat up. “No I’m not,” you began. “I just do anything to learn. So,” you placed a hand on Connor’s clothed chest, “are you ready to teach me?”

He smirked. “Wouldn’t that make you MY little teacher’s pet?” he asked, gently grabbed your chin and made you look into his eyes.

You flash a devious smile as you said, “Guess it would… you ready for that, Connor Murphy?”

Connor took a moment to think about it. You being his teacher’s pet would be interesting—you’d have to do anything for him and it honestly set his nerves ablaze. His mind came up with some kinky shit that he could make you do. Oh, it was juicy and he loved it. With another smile, Connor shrugged, pulling your face close to his. “Fuck it, why not,” he said against your lips before pulling you into a kiss. “First lesson, kissing. Kiss me like you would kiss your crush, (y/n).”

You blushed and thought if only Connor knew your crush was him. But, not wanting to disappoint your teacher, you threw your arms around his neck, a hand getting tangled in his hair. And damn did you kiss Connor with such passion, and wished your feelings would be conveyed in the kiss.

This would be a really fun time—learning stuff from your crush. But how long could you keep this up without your feelings coming to light? Eh, you didn’t care if you did let your feeling slip, you were just happy to be kissing Connor like you were. Because that kiss was different from the one from last night, this one had several emotions swirling in it.

And both you and Connor absolutely loved it.

Connor was not expecting you to be kissing the way you were and he decided to continue, “Okay, now we move on to making out.” Your heart stopped and a gasp fell from your lips. Connor took the opportunity to slither his tongue into your mouth.

The moment his tongue touched yours, you let out an involuntary moan in the back of your throat and your hand pulled at his hair. When the deepest groan came from him as a result of you pulling his hair, you swore to whatever God sent this man to you that you would praise them if this continued. Because you did not want this to stop.

You felt something poking your thigh (since you were sitting in Connor’s lap), and it was kind of uncomfortable. Therefore, trying to make yourself more comfortable, you shift, unintentionally grind into Connor.

And holy shit, the moan he emitted had you weak in every sense. You mind was frazzled, you wanted to hear more of Connor’s moans—when they weren’t muffled by a kiss. Oh fuck me, god damn it, fuuuck. I need Connor. Please, whatever God got me this far, let me go farther. I am begging, you thought to yourself.

Reluctantly, Connor pulled away from the kiss for air. He gasped and laid his head on your shoulder. “S-shit, dork,” he said, clearly out of breath.

“W-what is it, Connor?” you asked, also out of breath. You shifted your hips again.

This time you heard his moan and by God, your stomach churned. “F-fuck, stop fucking moving, dork.”

“But there’s something poking me,” you said.

“Jesus fucking Christ, dork… you’re such a dumbass sometimes,” Connor laughed.

You almost panicked, “D-did I hurt you or something?”

“No, far from it, dork. You, um, fucking aced kissing and making out.”

“Hm? T-then what is poki—” you shifted again and he once again moaned. It was then that it clicked, “oh… I, uh, I get it… I’ll ge-get off you.” You climbed out of his lap and sat beside you.

Connor was short of breath, and he combed a hand through his hair. “Holy fucking shit, dork…” he muttered, calming himself down.

“S-sorry…” you muttered.

Snapping his gaze to you, Connor said, “Oh, no, no! Fuck, there’s nothing to apologize for, dork. That’s good that you got me excited!” Or really bad, because I think in the two days we’ve been talking, I’ve found myself insanely attracted to you. Like what the fuck is wrong with me!! I am Connor fucking Murphy and here I am being turned into a pile of mush because of some teacher’s pet!

You combed some hair out of your face, as you answered, “R-really?”

“Do I fucking lie?”

Chucking giddily, you looked out Connor’s window. “N-no… you usually speak your mind…”

Connor smiled softly at you, having calmed himself down. “Exactly. Now, do you want some food or not?”

“UM, YES? IS THAT EVEN A QUESTION, CONNOR?!” you said loudly, almost jumping off his bed. Connor laughed and got off his bed, walking to his door and leading you downstairs. “Can I have a triple-stuffed grilled cheese sandwich?”

“Oh my god, what the fuck are you, seven?” laughed Connor,

“Yes, actually,” you joked. Connor rolled his eyes as he walked into the kitchen and started to make you your food. You sat at the table and watched Connor as he fixed your food. You saw the way he took special care of preparing your food, like he actually cared. And that made you happy.

TAGS: @defenestrate-yourself-please  @saturdayschilddrivesmewild  @hamilton-canyouimagine


anonymous asked:

Hey Love! Can I get a request where Paddy get lost somewhere like comic-con? Reader holds onto Paddy until they find Tom, only to be shocked that she was with Spider-Man’s little brother

Ok but this makes me think about a Movie with Adam Sendler 😂 Imagine this, Tom would use Paddy to meet new girls. The plan is simple: Paddy has to pretend to be lost and stop random pretty girls and then ask if he could call his brother.
You were at this huge event dressed like Catwoman when a baby dressed up like Hulk came to you and said something like “I have missed my brother” and you would be super worried and took him to get an ice cream to calm him down and then you asked him if he knew his brother’s phone number.
“Hello, I-I’m a girl and I’m at Cominc-con. I found your brother, he was pretty scared. Let’s meet at the main entrance, all right?”
There you met the cutest boy ever, he was wearing a Spider-Man costume just without the mask so that you could see his beautiful face kfjenckekjc.
“Omg, Paddy. Are you all right?” he asked kneeling down to face his brother “I was so worried” then he turned to you and well, he had to compliment Paddy because you were really beautiful “Thank you so much. I was very scared. I’m Tom”
Since he had your phone number I bet he would send you a text message like “Hey there Catwoman. I’m Spider-Man. Are you free for a coffe tomorrow?”

Please I want this in my life.

No Need To Fear

Originally posted by vibraniumdoll

Sebastian Stan x Teenager! Reader

A/n: This is just something I whipped up because I need to be more active….lol

Genre: Fluff, Friendship, Slight Angst

Rated: Everyone

Warning: Fluff, slight angst, swearing, anxiety attack, CUTE SEB, 

Author: Chris-Evans-Imagines

This was it. This was the moment that I, and many others, have been waiting for. It was the Sand Diego Comic Con, and it was gonna be great. I had bought my tickets to go for the Marvel side of the spectrum a while back, wanting so badly to meet the wonderful cast.

It was almost shocking at the opportunity I had been given. Me, a young teenager, was finally going to Comic Con! It was almost breathtaking. I was gonna be able to meet Chris Evans, Anthony Mackie, and the one and only Sebastian Stan. 

Just the thought of Sebastian made me giddy. Sebastian was a role model in my eyes. A man with great intentions and a soft heart; someone that I could trust if I ever got the rare miracle of becoming friends with him. He was handsome, and just gave off the ‘I’m a dorky guy, but I promise I’m cool’ vibe.

Being in the place was dreamlike. Stands full of fandom merchandise were everywhere, taking up the whole place. People cosplaying characters, people, and memes walked around, strutting their stuff with their foam swords, kimonos, and cosmetically changed faces. 

As I walked, buying whatever fandom merch that caught my eye, I finally got to the Marvel area and almost squealed. I was so ready for this. Clutching my Winter Soldier poster tightly to my chest, I stood in line for the autographs, happy that the line wasn’t too long. 

However, I could feel something creep up my spine every time the line got shorter. Little thoughts filled my head as it seemed only five more people were to get their autographs, and then it would be me.

‘What if I trip in front of him?’
‘What if I say something stupid?’
‘Will he eve spare me a glance?’
‘Oh god, there’s only two more people!’

I felt myself freeze up when it was my turn. My eyes were widened at him, his slicked back hair shining within the light. The jean jacket that rest upon his shoulders seemed to hide the plaid button up, leaving the white undershirt to be exposed. His wrist was adorned with a watch, the other with a bracelet, and my heart began to pound.

Standing there, my poster clutched even tighter in my clammy hands, he looked up at him. His blue eyes were so vibrant, so light, and they held a confused, yet amused glint in them. I felt my breath leave me and I just turned and walked away, my feet fast and stumbling as I rushed to find a dark spot. 

Finding dark corner, I sat against the wall, sliding down. Tears pricked my eyes and I felt my lip quiver.

‘Great going, Stupid! Now he probably thinks you’re a fucking weirdo.’

My chest tightened with my sobs, my knees pulled to my chest, my poster still clutched in my fist. Tears fell from my eyes like a waterfall, hot and fat with the despair and humiliation I had bestowed upon myself.

After a while, I was aware of light being blocked in front of me, and I glanced up. There, in all his glory, was Sebastian Stan. His eyes were concerned, the man kneeling before me, and all I could do was widen my eyes and forget how to breathe. His voice carried to me, sounding just like I thought it would.

“Hey, are you alright?”

I was awestruck, my eyelids fluttering. I couldn’t process it. Was he really here? Standing in front of me? Or was this some cruel hallucination my mind had made up? I jolted after a moment and replied, sniffling and looking at my lap. 

“I…I don’t know.”

Sebastian sat down in front of me, cocking his head to the side and asking me politely.

“Do you mind if I ask what’s wrong?”

I bit my lip. Could I tell him? After a moment of contemplating, I nodded and whispered to him.

“I just…I was…really awestruck by you. You’re the coolest…and I’ve looked up to you for so long. You’re one of my role-models! And…just…just seeing you made me freeze. Like, is this even real?”

I felt more tears come and I covered my face, crying into my hands as the poster fell. 

“God, I’ve waited for this moment for so long! So long…and I completely messed it up. I made a fool of myself.”

A hand on my shoulder made me pause, shyly looking at him through the tears. Sebastian was smiling softly at me and he replied to me.

“Hey, it’s alright. There’s no need to cry. You didn’t make a fool of yourself, trust me. It’s ok to be awestruck by people, sweetheart. I’m awestruck by people all the time!”

We both chuckled, and he sat beside me, continuing.

“Don’t ever be afraid, sweetheart. I’m honored that you look at me in such a way. It’s pretty flattering, so don’t be embarrassed by that. It’s heartwarming to know that I can help someone in some way, shape, or form.”

He smiled at me and I smiled back, and he gently wiped my tears away, leaning and hugging me gently. I hugged him back and whispered to him.

“Thank you so much.”

We pulled from each other, and he smiled widely at me, grabbing my poster and a silver sharpie from his pocket.

“Always a pleasure to help, Miss…?”

“(Y/n). My name is (Y/n).”

He beamed and signed my poster, writing a little message on the bottom before ruffling my hair and helping me up. 

“Remember, (Y/n). It’s ok to be embarrassed and awestruck by someone…just don’t let it get to you like it did today, alright?”

I nodded and he patted my back.

“Have a fun rest of the day, (Y/n).”

“You too, Sebastian.”

He smiled at me one last time before walking away. I looked at my poster, reading his message.

‘Be confident in yourself, (Y/n). Even the bravest of heroes can fear.’

- Sebastian Stan


Should I stay or should I go

Originally posted by spnbatmanackles

You and Jensen were at Vancouver Con. You wore a simple dress that was Y/F/C. Jensen wore jeans and a blue button down shirt did it ever fit him perfectly. You meet Jensen while filming supernatural. You instantly fell in love in love with. There was something about him that you loved it could of been those green eyes of his or maybe not there was just something about him. You had a cute little nickname for him J and you always that you called him.

You and Jensen were best friends before you started dating. You and Jensen were hiding behind a door. You two were getting ready to preform at the Saturday night. You  were engaged to be married.

“Is there a Y/N, Y/N and a Jensen Ackles around?” Rob asked.

You two came out behind the door and heard the audience cheer.
“We love you Y/N” screamed the crowd.
“I love you” you said into your microphone.

Jensen was putting his guitar over his shouldered and sat down in a chair provided for him, with the microphone in front of the chair. “We love you Jensen” screamed the crowd.
“and I love you” he said in his microphone.
“So as Rob said we got a little treat for you. We will be doing in the cover to “Should I stay or Should I go” By the Clash.“ you said.

Jensen began strumming to the cords on his guitar. You took your microphone off the stand and walked towards J. He was caught in the music.

“Darlin’ you got to let me know, Should I stay or should I go?, If you say that you are mine, I’ll be here ‘til the end of time, So you got to let me know. Should I stay or should I go? ” Jensen sang into the Microphone looking in your eyes. Rob began playing the guitar, he stood beside J on his other side not the side beside you. This was your first time ever performing this song.

“It’s always tease tease tease, You’re happy when I’m on my knees, One day is fine and next is black, So if you want me off your back, Well come on an’ let me know, Should I Stay or should I go?” You looked at Jensen signing this part of the song you brought the microphone back to its sand you were clapping your hands to the beat of the song.  

“Should I stay or should I go now?, Should I stay or should I go now, If I go there will be trouble, An’ if I stay it will be double, So come on and let me know” Jensen sang this part of the song the two of you took turns he continued playing the guitar.

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GOT7 - Would You Rather

Tagged by @kittae. Why you do this to me? This level of suffering? I like it. ;)

Tagging: whoever wants to try this!

Would you rather:

- Go surfing with Jackson OR Lay on the beach with Jaebum

I’m not a big fan of the ocean (because there are sharks and jellyfish in there obviously) and with my uncoordinated ass, I would probably hit my head on a reef or something. I’ll lay on the beach with Bummie. :)

- Decorate a christmas tree with Yugyeom OR Buy christmas presents with Jinyoung

I wanna decorate the tree with the giant maknae and tickle his tummy when he reaches to put the star on top. ;)

- Go to a cool NYE party with BamBam OR A cozy night at home in front of the fireplace with Mark

Sign me up for that fireplace with Markiepooh please!

- Breakfast in bed with Jaebum OR Out for brunch with Youngjae

If me and Jaebum are in bed, I can promise you we ain’t ever leaving. There better be room service. Defsoul gonna have to learn to work from home.

- Pet cafe with Jackson OR Fancy bar with Jinyoung

Bleh fancy bar. Give me the pet cafe with a puppy Wang.

- Cuddle with Yugyeom OR Kiss Jaebum

Why can’t I have both? Give me both. What kind of kiss are we talking? Is it like a pity kiss on the cheek or is there tongue? Sorry I’m not giving up my cuddles.

- Get tickled by Jackson OR Tickle Mark

If Jackson were to tickle me he gonna need those fencer reflexes because my fists start swinging when I get tickled, it’s not my fault. It’s a survival response. I learned that in psych. I’ll tickle Mark instead.

- Citytrip with Youngjae OR Roadtrip with BamBam

Roadtrip with the dab boy. He not allowed to drive though. Probably nae nae so hard he’d run us into a ditch somewhere.

- Go shopping with Jaebum OR Go to the movies with Yugyeom

Ooh, tough one. How about I go shop with Jaebum and then I’ll meet Yugie at the theater later? Yep let’s go with that!

- Go to a comic con with Youngjae OR Bingewatch your favorite series with Jackson

Oh my goodness I would go to CC with Youngjae. What would we dress up as? I would dress him like Khal Drogo and I would be khaleesi and that would be the cutest thing ever! I wonder if he watch GoT? He’d probably scream every time there were boobs on the screen. Which is every two minutes. :P

- Go on a variety show with Jackson OR Star in a romantic MV with Jaebum

Definitely a variety show. I’m a horrible actor and can’t melodrama. Jackson and I would have a riot with our antics. Aries stick together!

- Go iceskating with Youngjae OR Go for a walk in snow covered nature with Jinyoung

Walk in the snow with Jinyoung, because there would definitely be hand holding so neither of us would slip and fall.

- Get lost in the middle of a forest with Mark OR Lose your paddles in the middle of a lake with Yugyeom

I’ve grown up in the woods. I can find my way out. I’d probably be the one to make Mark think we’re lost just to see how he reacts and to make him stuck out in the wilderness with me for a while. ;)

- Hug with BamBam OR Hold hands with Jinyoung

I want to hold hands with Jinyoung. He my bias. He my love. I’d probably break his fingers on accident from squeezing too hard in excitement. Whoops.

- Work out with jackson OR Go wall climbing with Yugyeom

I love wall climbing! And I’d have a great view of the booty. :P

- Go for karaoke with Youngjae OR Bowling with Yugyeom

Karaoke! I hate bowling.

- Have a candlelight dinner with Jinyoung OR Late night picknick with Jaebum

Oh god not JJP. Gotta go with the bias on this one.

- Get a love letter from Mark OR A love song from Youngjae

I’d die to know what Mark would put in a love letter. I’d probably faint.

- Go snowboarding/skiing with the maknae line OR Après-ski with the hyung line

I pick hyung line by default. Sorry, my babies!

- Go to a famous museum with Jinyoung OR Stay in bed and order roomservice with Mark

Have mercy. I would go to the museum with Jinyoung. I’d just listen to everything he had to say about everything. He’s dreamy. I die.

- Go to a music festival with Yugyeom, Youngjae and Jaebum OR Survival camp with Jackson, BamBam and Mark

Hell yes survival camp. I am all about that.

- Play video games with Yugyeom OR Go to amusement Parks with Youngjae

I am such a gamer. I would love to crush the maknae. Hehe.

- Get spooned by Mark OR Spoon Jackson during a nap

Yeah, Mark can spoon me while I spoon Jackson. There we go.


- Get a striptease from Jackson OR Strip for Jaebum

I would strip for Daddy because he told me to ;)

- Whiny Youngjae OR Rough Jinyoung

Rough Jinyoung is what my dreams are made of. I have to go now. *screams*

- Edge Yugyeom OR Overstimulation by Jackson

Oh my gosh. I’m with Jackson on this one. I’m a big fan of that shit.

- Dom Jaebum OR Sub Mark

Yes, daddy!

- Long makeoutsessions on the couch with Youngjae OR Steaming quickies in the kitchen with Jaebum

That boy better bend me over a kitchen counter or else I got better things to do. :P

- Get carried to the bedroom by Jackson OR Swipe everything off of the dinner table with Jinyoung

I would probably get off just from the sight of Jinyoung shoving everything off the table oh geez I have to stop this is not good for me

- Get blindfolded by Jaebum OR put a blindfold on BamBam

I would put a blindfold on Bambam, tie him up, and then raid his closet to be honest. Haha

- Have angry sex with Jaebum OR Make up sex with Jackson

Angry sex with JB? I melt at the thought. He the only member of GOT7 that could intimidate me. 

- Suck hickeys into Mark’s neck OR Get hickeys from Jinyoung

Fuuuuuuuuuuuck. Me.

- Ride Jackson’s thigh OR Have BamBam kiss down yours

Not gonna lie. I would ride the shit out of his thighs. He got sexy thick thighs. Damn.

- Perform oral on Jaebum OR Have Youngjae go down on you

Jury still out on this one.

- Ride Yugyeom OR Get bent over by Jinyoung


- Get your hair pulled by BamBam OR Get spanked by Mark

Hm, how many spanks we talking though? I only like the occasional slap on the ass. If he trying to pull me over his lap and spank me a couple times, I would have to retaliate.

- Get tied up by Jaebum OR Handcuff Yugyeom

I don’t like getting tied up. Come here, giant maknae.

- Markson threesome OR JJ threesome

If you’ll excuse me I’m needed at church.

- Have sex backstage with Youngjae OR In the dorms with BamBam

Nope. So much no.

- Get teased under the table at a dinner by Jaebum OR Tease Jinyoung

I would love to tease Jinyoungie to see how he’d handle it.

- Play never have I ever with Jackson, Yugyeom and BamBam OR Spin the bottle with Jaebum, Youngjae, Mark and Jinyoung

Bring me the bottle.

- Do body shots with Mark, BamBam and Jackson OR Get lap dances from Jinyoung, Jaebum, Youngjae and Yugyeom

Shots! Shots! Shots!

Okay but Italian!Remus headcanon is my brand new obsession because cussing in Italian is probably one of the best things in the entire world and also because cussing Remus is my favorite thing on earth.
Ps: Please, notice that unfortunately I don’t speak Italian and it’s probably not so grammatically accurate so inbox me if you’re an italian beauty to correct me.

  • Remus cussing in Italian all the time because he’s not a polite boy at all and just english is not enough for this cussing baby
  • At some point the other boys give up to understand what the hell Remus is saying and learn how to identify when he’s swearing just because of the tone he uses
  • Sirius Black finding himself secretly very hot for Remus everytime a dirty Italian word comes out from Remus’ lips
  • Remus taking advantage of his knowledge to talk about things that he occasionally can’t supress in front of the others anymore.

Sirius asking how he looks like in his new robes

“Sei bellissimo, Sirius.” (you’re beautiful, Sirius)
“Fuck off, I’m trying to study, Black.”
“I’ll take it as a compliment.”
“Sei il ragazzo più bello che abbia mai visto, stupido.” (You are the most handsome man I have ever seen in my life, stupid.)

Sirius nervously asking if he looks good enough to meet his parents

“I don’t know why I even try. They’ll think I’m a waste of time anyway.”
“Eri un bellissimo spreco di tempo.”  (You were a beautiful waste of time.)

Remus comforting Sirius in Italian without even notice and Sirius not interrupting him because, honestly, just Moony’s hoarse and very Italian voice is enough

“Senza di te non posso più vivere, voglio sempre essere con te…tutto sarà bene. Io sono con te sempre…Fuck, I’m sorry. I was saying that I—”  (I can’t live without you, you’re everything I want…everything is gonna be okay. I’m always with you.)
“Doesn’t matter, honestly. I know, Moony.” 

  • Sirius secretly starting to study Italian
  • Sirius finding out what all those Remus’ whispers to him mean

“Potrei guardarti tutto il giorno.” (I could watch you all day.)
“Sono pazzo di te.” (I’m crazy about you.)

  • Sirius and Remus fighting and Remus starting to swear in Italian (as always) and Sirius’ rage slowly being replaced by incredulity when he’s actually understanding what Remus is saying, and among all those “Ma’va te ne a fanculo” (go fuck yourself) he’s already so used to, he caught a “Cazzo, la cosa peggiore è che ti voglio baciare!” (Fuck, the worst thing is that I want to kiss you!)
  • Sirius staring at him and slowly answering “Anch'io. Dammi un bacio, Remus.” (Me too. Give me a kiss, Remus.)
  • Remus blushing more furiously than he has ever in his life.
  • James and Peter frantically flipping through a giant Italian Dictionary in the background.

“What the actual fuck, did he just said “kiss?”
“Of course he didn’t what are you OH MY GOD WHAT ARE THEY DOING, WORMTAIL?”

  • PLUS Sirius and Remus eating Spaghetti with “Bella Notte” playing in the background because, according to Sirius, nothing in the entire world would be more italianly romantic (don’t tell me that Lady and the Tramp isn’t the most romantic thing you’ve ever seen tbh):

(Not my fanart, please inbox me and I’ll give you the credits immediately!)

Read this.

The very first time I’ve ever been to a con was in the beginning of this year I went to wizard world in Madison. I don’t have a lot of money so I wasn’t able to go and buy tickets for any of the actors or anything.
The one person I wanted to see was James Marsters. I have loved him since I was a kid and he was on Buffy still.
I waited for hours just to look at him in person but I thought I never would be able to meet him.
Right when the booths were closing and all the guest stars were leaving I accidentally ran into James and immediately started crying tears of joy, I told him how much I loved him and how big of a fan I was, I reached out to shake his hand and he said “come here, oh thank you so much I love you too your amazing for my self esteem thank you. I needed this.” And hugged me as tight as he could well I cried.

Its funny how many people criticize him because of characters he plays when honestly he’s probably one of the nicest people Ive ever met.

ravenofawesome  asked:

Do you know/have any youtuber fics?like one or both is a youtuber?

we have a youtuber stiles tag and a youtuber derek tag (please check our tag page guys! almost everything is on there and is updated daily)


Just In Case by LittleRedEmissary (1/1 | 1,624 | G)

Stiles is a youtube gamer, and Derek is his alpha who walks into the room while Stiles is filming a video. Just a little getting together fic for Sterek Week 2015

YouTube Killed the TV Star by nerdyderekhale (1/1 | 2,407 | PG13)

In which the Internet (and maybe Derek’s sisters) conspire to bring a popular vlogger and his biggest fan together.

I’ll Be Your Robin by mikkimouse (1/1 | 3,277 | PG13)

“You’re sitting in my background!” Stiles waved behind him. “Can’t you just scoot to the left by, like, two feet? Or go to the library until I’m done?”

Derek scowled, and really, that angry look shouldn’t turn Stiles on as much as it pisses him off. “I don’t have room to scoot two feet to the left. And the last time I left the room while you were recording, I ended up getting stuck outside until midnight.”

“I had to do multiple takes!”

Derek’s scowl didn’t lift. “You yelled at me when I came in here to go to bed.”

Traditionally Non-Traditional by Angelwithwingsoffire (13/? | 41,739 | NR)

Stiles Stilinski has been looking forward to two things his entire life: Going to San Diego Comic Con and cosplaying his favorite characters ever and meeting his soulmate, the person he is destined to meet and either fall in love with or be best friends forever with. He hopes its the first option. But he never, in all those years, thought it both of those would happen at the same time, or that he’d be one of those lucky/unlucky people who are soulbonded to a celebrity.

AKA This is the story of a Youtuber and an Actor who have a long journey ahead of them before they figure out just what destiny has in story for them.

Of Green Beans and YouTube by nerdfightingwhovian (1/1 | 6,306 | PG13)

Stiles has a YouTube show that is essentially Hannah Hart’s “My Drunk Kitchen” where he cooks food drunk but actually pretty well. Derek is a serious chef on YouTube. He has cookbooks that you can buy in actual stores and stuff. He’s the real deal.
Stiles’ video-block is fixed when he stumbles across Derek guest-starring on a Food Network show. In a rush of inspiration he starts a new series where he cooks Derek’s recipes drunk. Derek finds out about the show and instead of being angry, he’s intrigued by the guy cooking and throwing things around his kitchen while drinking too much alcohol.

^^ this one is youtuber stiles and youtuber derek


One Hale of a Review by clawstoagunfight (2/2 | 4,807 | NC17)

Based off this post on tumblr.

“a fic where derek earnestly reviews sex toys”


The beautiful Alyssa King (aka Joker’s Harley), Anthony “The Most Perfect Man Alive” Misiano (aka Harley’s Joker) and my ugly self at La Mole Comic Con. (Mexico. March 14,15 & 16, 2014)

This was seriously one of the best moments I’ve ever had at a con.
I waited for ages to meet them, I spammed the con’s FB page with stuff like “Bring Anthony Misiano! Please! He’s the best, I love him!” or “bring Alyssa King! I NEED to meet her!” and many messages of the “Guys you only bring girls for the cosplayers alley, so please do it” kind. And one day they heard me. This was seriously awesome. They were so kind to me, we had a great talk and they hugged me and told me I’m awesome. AND ANTHONY FUGGIN KISSED MY HAND!
I’m still crying about this and I don’t think I’ll stop anytime soon, I just love them so much.

I Love You. (Chanyeol x Reader)

NOTE: Hello everyone! This is going to be my first fanfic ever, please share your both negative and positive comments about my writing, so that I can improve my skills. Oh and this story contains SMUT and a little bit of ANGST, because I looove angst and smut ewe.

Hope you will enjoy it!

Originally posted by daenso

You were waiting for Chanyeol outside of the restaurant, that you two promised to meet and you had been waiting for an hour now, but there was no news from him. No texts nor calls, nothing. You knew the cons of dating a popular idol, but tried to avoid them since you were in love with one. You checked your phone one last time and saw your lock screen with no notifications, there was only your a photo of you and Chanyeol. You caressed Chanyeol’s face on the screen and locked screen. You felt your eyes getting teary. ‘30 more minutes then I will leave.’ You said to yourself and inhaled.

An hour passed and still there was nothing from Chanyeol. You sighed heavily and wiped your tears away from your face. You let out a long sigh and left the meet-up place with a huge disappointment and sadness. On your way home rain started to stream down. You cursed yourself, chanyeol and everything about two of you. Luckily you saw an empty cab and got in to it. You turned your phone off while you were in the cab.

You opened your home’s door and threw yourself into the shower immediately. You were crying, shouting and coughing as the water streaming down from your body. You were sad not because he was late, rather than that you were sad because he left you with a huge disappointment on your birthday. He talked to you about his plans for your birthday, but in the end didn’t fulfill any of it.

You got out of shower and wore your comfiest panties and sweatshirt without a bra. “Where is my phone?” you asked to yourself and tried to figure out where your phone might me.You remembered how you threw your bag on your bed and got into shower. When you found your phone, you turned it on and saw 15 missed calls from Chanyeol and 30 texts from him, about how sorry he was about making you wait and sad on your day. You didn’t call nor text him back. You didn’t even read all of his texts just one or two since they all were the same. You threw your phone on your bed and went to kitchen to get something to eat. You opened the fridge and there was nothing to eat. “Oh right, I was going to re-stock it tomorrow. Because today I was supposed to have dinner with Chanyeol.” You talked to yourself. Luckily there was a coke and some leftovers from your favorite sandwich.

You placed yourself on the most comfortable couch you had and took a sip from your coke and a bite from your sandwich. You opened the tv and while passing the channels you saw Chanyeol’s interview. You wanted to pass it, but you couldn’t. During the interview you fell asleep.

You slowly opened your eyes as the constant door knocks got louder. You yawned and turned the tv off. Before opening the door then looked through window. ‘It’s raining harder than earlier.’ You thought and opened the door. Your body temperature decreased when a wet body embraced you tightly.

“Im so… sorry.” His voice was trembling. You didn’t see his face, but recognize him from his deep voice and smell. It was Chanyeol. His clothes were too wet. You pulled him in your apartment, then closed the door behind him. “How long have you been knocking the door?” You asked him while dragging him to the bathroom. “I don’t know maybe 15 minutes? You didn’t answer my texts nor calls and when it said the number was unavailable I got anxious and went to the meeting spot. But you were not there, at first I thought someone kidnapped you because I was so fucking late and didn- couldn’t answer your texts nor calls. Before losing my mind I came to your home and relieved when I was the lights on.” While he was talking you were drying his wet hair. You didn’t talk him back, and kept rubbing the towel on his head. “Babe, Im so sorry. I couldn’t answer your texts, because my phone was out of battery and got late. Our manager didn’t let me leave the dorm because of the rumors about you and me. Even though today was your birthday I fucked it up so badly. Im so sorry.” You, again, didn’t said anything to him, but this time tears started to fall down from your face.

Drops fell on Chanyeol’s hand. He was sitting on the toilet for you to dry his hair easier. He threw the towel on his head and raised his head to look at your face. When he saw your teary eyes he cupped your face and wiped your tears away from your eyes with his big and rough thumps. “Y/N.. Why are you crying?” He pulled you closer and embraced you tightly. “Im sorry for not showing up. Im sorry for fucking your birthday up.” Your madness disappeared as Chanyeol kept talking. You didn’t want to make him feel guilty more than he already was. You cupped his face back and pressed your lips against his softly. “I love you..” You whispered while your lips were on his. He moved his hands from your cheeks to your neck and pulled you closer for a steamier kiss. You moved your hands to his hair.

He stood up and lifted you up. You wrapped your legs around his waist. You started to kiss his neck while he was taking you to your bedroom. He placed you softly on the bed and pulled himself back from you for a second. The moonlight was hitting on him. You licked your lips and raised your body to take his shirt off. You did it slowly. When you took his shirt off, you admired his body for a few seconds, then place your hand on his collarbone to his nipple then his stomach. “Damn-” He hissed when you finally touched his happy trail softly and moved your hand down and tapped his jeans’ zipper. He held your wrists and knocked you down to the bed. Kissing you passionately on the lips. He lowered his head to your neck and sucked your neck, then collarbone. He took your shirt off and stunned when your body was exposed with no bra. He moved his kiss to your left nipple and teased the other one with his hands. You remembered how much you missed sex with Chanyeol. It has been more than a week since you two last had sex. Both of you were busy. You breathed heavily when he moved his hand slowly to your stomach, then to your vagina.

His hand was inside your panties. He moved his index finger between your major lips and inserted it in your vagina. You let out a moan when he inserted it in. Then he started to tease your clitoris with his thump. You covered your mouth with your hand, but when Chanyeol saw it he raised his head from your chest and leaned to your ear. “Do not cover your mouth, I want to hear your cute moans. I want to hear you enjoying your time with me.” He whispered and nipped your earlobe. You moved your hand from your mouth. You kissed Chanyeol passionately when you saw the lust in his eyes. “I want you inside me.” You said between the kiss. You felt his smirk on your lips and stood up quickly. Unzipping his jeans, taking his underwear off. You bite your lower lip when you saw how hard his member was. You placed your hand on it and started it to move your hand up and down, slowly. When you were about to suck it Chanyeol pushed you down. “Today Im the giver and you are the receiver.” He said with his husky and aroused voice.

He removed your panties slowly leaving kisses everywhere your panties touched. When he took it off he placed your legs on his shoulders and before inserting his hard member in your wet vagina he lowered his head to in between your legs. Every Time he licked your clitoris you moaned with joy and pulled his hair. You arched your back and moaned “I-I’m c-close.” When you finally managed to finish your sentence Chanyeol didn’t stop, actually inserted his index finger in your vagina while stimulating your clitoris with his tongue. You were really close but didn’t want to cum all by yourself. You pulled Chanyeol’s head from your vagina and kissed him, tasting yourself on his lips and in his mouth. You touched his forehead with yours. “Together. I want to cum together.” You said while breathing heavily and pushed him down.

You placed you vagina on his member and started to ride him. “Y/N” Every time you heard him groaning and moaning your name you felt even more in power. He raised himself from the bed and stared to suck your nipple. The room was filled with his and your moan. He changed the position and now your back was on the bed and he was on top of you. He was thrusting his hips too fast. You placed your hands on his back and dug your nails on his back. “Chanyeol, Im about to cum.” You said while moaning to his ear. He kissed you and the lips and said, “Me too baby girl me too. Let’s cum together.” And started to move his hips faster and faster. Your high pitched moan met his loud groan.

Both of you were breathing heavily. He threw himself next to you and pulled you in his arms for an embrace. “I love you so much and very glad to have you in my life.” Before finishing his sentence he opened the drawer next to your bed and took a small jewelry bow from there. “Happy birthday baby.” He kissed your forehead and gave you the box. “How did you- when did you put it in there?” You were both happy and surprised. He chuckled and kissed you on the lips. “Not telling you, it’s a magic.” You chuckled and kissed him back. You placed the box on the drawer on your side before opening it.

“How about I give you a present as well?” You said with a smirk on your face, he was entertained by your offer and licked his lips. “Sure go ahead.” You took something out from the drawer and asked him to close his eyes. “Why am I closing my eyes?” He questioned. “You are going to love it, just do it will you?” You replied. He sighed and closed his eyes. You placed the cock ring on his penis and when he felt the cold thing on his penis he opened his eyes instantly. “What the hell is the meaning of this Y/N??” He asked with a really loud and surprised voice. You kissed him o the lips and winked “This is your punishment for making me wait, babe.”

NYCC Days 2 and 3 - Kishimoto Signing, Boruto Movie, Vin Diesel, OH MY!!

Continued from here.

I think I can combine my write ups for these actually.  Friday was the big day for the Kishi signing!  In addition to the usual gang I got to hang out again with Sawyer some more which is always cool.  Never thought I’d ever meet him let alone befriend him.  Cons just bring people together I guess, lol.  But yeah I had an extra ticket to the signing and decided to let him use it. He actually shares the story about it in his latest review (I’m the Erika he’s referring to btw ~_^).  


But long story short, they were so strict about the ticketing that he and a couple others couldn’t use them even though they were legitimate tickets.  In the end we got stuff signed for him at least. Besides, he already got to meet Kishi (as he so interestingly describes). 

But with that disappointing fiasco aside it was a pretty cool moment to meet Kishi. They had a lady there that converts your name to katakana. When I told her I was Erika she was like “whew”, clearly relieved to have such an easy one for once, lol. There are Japanese Erikas (as well as Erikos) if you didn’t know.  

I had a fan question that I thought I could ask during the Thursday panel, but for the signing I’d been planning to talk to him about my trip to Japan and how I visited the exhibition etc., so in the end I just stuck with that since it could spark a little more conversation. Since I speak some Japanese it was a little surreal to talk to him.  They asked where I got to see it and I told them Osaka.  I had quite a few items that he could sign, but they limit you to one personal item. So in the end I had him sign my Michi book from the exhibition. We also got those commemorative posters you see on the right.  He signed it with a golden sharpie. Top left is my name in katakana. There’s a big poster we got too but it’s rolled up and I’m to lazy to whip it out right now. 

The translator and the store’s staff were oohing and ahhing at my Michi book because apparently it’s EXTREMELY exclusive.  His translator was telling me that she couldn’t make it out there in time to see the exhibit in order to get one for herself, but she definitely wanted one.  

After me, CommanderKuruma was up next and he gave Kishi a portrait of the Uzumaki kids drawn by Gabzilla. He smiled from ear to ear when he saw it.  

I couldn’t stay much longer afterwards, so from there I went to the Blade Rave. I actually bought sharingan contacts thinking they’d double nicely as vampire ones.  I think it worked out:

By the end of the night I was covered in “blood” and others got drenched (much like in the film) but I don’t have the group pic atm.  Surprisingly enough it’s not as messy to get off which was a relief, lol.

Saturday - Day 3

Saturday was about the Boruto movie.  I joined my friends in line balls ass early (though they actually camped the whole night).  I was happy to at least don my favorite birthday shirt of Agent Carter (I’m a fanatic if you didn’t know).

The Hammerstein Ballroom was really nice

They interviewed Kishi and Junko for a few minutes and I was able to upload it

Anyone who attended the con knows how strict they were about people getting pics with Kishi. Even the people who lined up Thursday for a Kishimoto signing Saturday afternoon probably couldn’t get a pic with him.  Well, this guy here might be the only exception.  This is honestly one of the best Kisame cosplayers I’ve ever seen and I’ve been going to cons for over 10 years. I’m really glad he got the chance to meet Kishi. He said it was an honor that Kishi wanted a pic with him and of course they let him do the same. 

As for the movie. It was nice seeing it in Japan but seeing it with nearly 2,000 narutards in North America brings a whole new energy.  I think I enjoyed it even more this time around.  Everybody was so enthusiastic about the scenes. There was so much cheering from character intros in the beginning, to badass action sequences, even to the end with SasuSaku’s shot (the fangirls represented, I must say lol).  I believe Kishi and Junko stayed to watch the film with us so I wonder how they felt with a considerably rowdy crowd compared to how it is in Japan. 

I did a brief interview with TV Tokyo so who knows where that’ll show up if at all, haha.  They asked who my fave was of the new group and I said Sarada. The reporter said she was extremely popular so far (no surprise), lol.    

After that I went back to the convention center for The Last Witch Hunter panel with Vin Diesel and Elijah Wood.  Love those guys. Unfortunately I left my camera back at my friend’s place so I had to make do with my phone, but I did get some pics and videos:

The movie looks like it’s going to be really cool.  I’m actually slotted for a screening of it this Tuesday (movie critic over here), but I totally plan to see it again and that decision was further supported through Vin announcing that they would be  giving us all FREE tickets for when it’s released!!  Thank you, Fandango! Thank you Vin! He was definitely the most popular there getting most of the fan questions. I started to feel a little bad for Elijah and Rose but they seemed okay. 

I had to head back after that to finish a homework assignment, but all in all it was a fun con!  I don’t believe its claim that it’s bigger than SDCC. SDCC definitely has more people.  In general it’s still not at SDCC’s level as far as I’m concerned, despite Vin saying Main Stage looked bigger than Hall H. HA! No.  Not even. He’s just being nice. Even the local NYCer next to me shook her head because she knew better, lol. I do like that they offer wristbands for panels and I think they do a better job at hyping the crowd before a panel (there was a DJ and a hype man there), but since SDCC doesn’t do room clears and seating throughout the day, they don’t really need to.  They fit more panels in that pay anyway.

Not sure if I’ll be there next year. It will depend on what’s going on but I did have a nice time hanging out with old friends, making new ones and making new memories.  I’ll end with with a couple of fantastic costumes…and avelociraptor , just cuz.

Connor Imagine.

I prepared myself for the surprise dinner for Connor. (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=127716416)

I texted Connor; Hey babe, I’m on my way to pick you up. Be ready! :)

Connor thinks that this is going to be one of our usual dates,  but it’s not. All of his best buds are going to be there, only because today was a big deal for him. He finally relieved himself of Our Second Life. He feels as if he let everyone down, when in reality everyone is so proud of him.

I arrived at his house and honked, he looked so down. He got in the passenger seat. I leaned over and kissed him. 

“Now give me your phone.” I said, he handed it over. It was our rule. Whose ever turn it was for date night had the phones.

I tweeted off of my phone; if you live in LA area, meet up at The Little Door, too show Connor y'all still love him!

 Con and I held hands on the way there. I had the radio blasting so when we arrived on site he couldn’t hear his fans.

“Okay Con, close your eyes! No peeping!” I said excitedly. As I pulled in the parking lot, there were so many people waiting. The five other guys were standing in front, waiting for Connor’s arrival.

I parked and got out. I hushed the crowd. I went to Connor’s door and opened it. 

“Watch your step babe.” I smiled. I took his hand and lead him in front of the crowd. I counted down from 3 with my fingers. As I put up one, everyone screamed. We Love You Connor! Connor’s eyes burst open. He looked at me.

“Did you plan this all for me?” He smiled.

“Yes Connor, we are all so proud of you! Even if you left O2L, you have so many fans who love you for you, not for O2L! I love you.” I said, hugging him. He was crying, which made me cry.

My Time Knowing Justin Carmical

It was 2010, and I had literally just gotten off a plane from Japan after having already traveled for two weeks, and already I was boarding another plane to Reno, Nevada to participate in the two-year anniversary movie for ThatGuyWithTheGlasses.com, “Kickassia”.  When I arrived I was tired, hungry, and gross, with hardly any clean clothes.  Everything I carried was two weeks worth of clothes I’d already worn, and I had no idea how the next week was going to pan out.

I found myself surrounded by people I’d met in the previous year’s anniversary video, and found new faces.  One of those faces was that of JewWario.  The notable thing about him was that you could never really tell how old he was.  And when he revealed his age (at that time he was in his late 30s), everyone was blown away. His face, his character, and his demeanor suggested that he was a man at least ten years younger.  But age clearly meant nothing when it came to us all being together.  We all bonded so well.

When you’re all producers for the same site, you of course already share a bond.  But I think Justin and I quickly bonded because of more closely-related interests.  When he learned that I had literally just gotten off the plane back from Japan that very same day, we were immediately able to discuss both of our experiences in spending time there.  We bonded over great food and interesting cultural experiences, and from that point on, every time we met it was like we’d never separated.  That first meeting, he was just such a joy, and he re-energized me after I thought I was too tired to go on.  He was also one of the first people to ever really strongly comfort me or give me advice when it came to me dealing with my mom as I was slowly losing her to breast cancer.  I’m not sure any other producer has ever hugged me so deeply to this day.

Filming for To Boldly Flee was fond, also.  I can remember walking around with Justin and Hope (JesuOtaku) trying to find food and further bonding over similar interests and experiences.  

And I can remember us talking about making our costumes on Suburban Knights.  I told him that I was thrilled that he was Jareth from The Labyrinth and that I was supposed to be fawning over him because I could recall legitimately fawning over the character originally in the movie.   He kept me upbeat, we kept each other happy, and, heh, I can remember being outside in that stupid San (Princess Mononoke) skirt, freezing cold, and Justin kept me warm in his Jareth cape between shoots.

I remember fondly our trip to Guelph, Ontario to attend Con-G.  Our plans were crazy in-depth, meeting up with Conal MacBeth (Doctor Holocaust) to film an exciting fight sequence together.  I’ve seen most of the footage.  Only a smaller trailer ever went up.  But I’m pretty sure it’s always been Conal’s intent to finish it.  I remember flying into Buffalo, NY and meeting with both Justin and Kyle Hebert.  We were then shoved into a car to cross the US/Canada border in the dead of night, in the middle of winter.  I remember stopping at a Wendy’s over the border, where we made fun of how Canadian the Wendy’s was because the apostrophe in the name was actually a maple leaf.  Justin and I shared a room that weekend.  I remember I enjoyed spending the time with him, but felt funny waking up to realize he was only sleeping in his underwear the whole time.  It was so great watching his reaction when “Featherweight” handed him the personalized FamiKamen Rider Famicom-themed sword as a gift and just how excited he got, and how excited I got for him seeing something so cool beginning to come to life.  That weekend we trekked through the snow across to the mall and marveled at things, bought delicious donut holes, etc.  Riding in the car back over the border was an interesting trek, too.  Convincing the US Border Patrol that we weren’t up to no good was an amazing experience. 

Helping him work on FamiKamen Rider was quite the experience.  Julien (SadPanda) had composed the backing track, and Justin had asked me to write the lyrics and sing them.  So, with a little bit of help, those lyrics to that song that play in his FamiKamen Rider reviews, as well as the singing voice, was me.  And I feel so thankful that he felt me to be valuable enough to want me to be involved.  And when he was starting to get his stuff together to make the FamiKamen Rider mini-series, we were talking about how I would get out there to Colorado and be a character in the series.  Admittedly, it seems like there were struggles in making that happen.  And if it was frustrating to me, how much more frustrating must it have been to Justin?  I know he felt bad about things falling through and not making good on promises and commitments.  Perhaps this was part of a much bigger issue that I was never really aware of.  But it’s too late for that now…

There’s all these crazy things, all these plans… I JUST hugged him a few weeks ago.  I JUST helped him with his MAGFest Pub Quiz again for the second year in a row.  He was JUST telling his audience that he was looking forward to fine-tuning it for next year.  Josh and I were supposed to join him and Nash on a trip to Japan together.  He’d JUST started that Patreon thing up.  I thought things were happening.  I thought things were going somewhere.  And just like that, it’s over?

I want to be hurt, maybe a little angry.  And after having gone to a GriefShare class this past year for the loss of my own mother, I’ve learned that those are actually normal emotions.  Even feeling guilty about feeling that way is normal.  But the truth is that feeling that way is only going to do so much.  Because we can’t go back now, and we can’t change it.  Hindsight is 20/20.  If any of us had ever thought there was a problem, I’m sure we would have done things a whole heck of a lot differently.  

My dream would be to be able to somehow figure out how to help him finish FamiKamen Rider. I think we’re talking about how feasible that would be.  I can’t say anything more than that.  But I know it was big and important to him.  What I wouldn’t give to see that finished.

This is really all I have to say for the time being.  It’s unbelievable that I just saw him, with no idea that I wouldn’t see him again.  It’s beyond understanding.

Goodbye, Justin, my friend.  I can’t claim to understand.  But I’m so glad I had the time with you that I did.

So.... I met GOT7???

I wanted to wait until today to make this post just so that I could try and process everything that happened yesterday :’) So as most of you know I went to the GOT7 fanmeet yesterday in Toronto and seriously had the best day of my life!!! I met up with my favorite internet friend ever @jiminsbean ♥♥♥ and im so sad to be leaving her today :’( we got split up during the concert because we had seats in different sections; I was in a wheelchair, so I bought a ticket with wheelchair accessibility (I was seated in the very back left corner of the orchestra level). I bought a hi-touch ticket, and had been hearing from volunteers all day that GOT7 would come to me for it, as the previous night a woman with photo op had VIXX come to her. By that point i was freaking out like???? They are going to come to me???? So I ended up waiting through all of hi-touch and all of photo op, as I assume they didn’t want people still in the auditorium when they came off stage. I started FREAKING OUT when I saw them pointing up to me then start to run off stage. Jinyoung literally booked it up the stairs, so I talked to him first. I waved at him and said hi as he came up to me, then we shook hands and he said something like, “So yeah that’s that.” And i was like???? ok???? HAHA so the rest of them were still walking up, and Junior was behind my right shoulder (seriously right in my face I WAS DYING HE IS SO HANDSOME) and asked how the stage was and I told him that they looked amazing out there. Yugyeom at that point was really close (can i just point out how tall that boy is, holy tree) and I like grabbed his hand and held it or something haha? and he was looking at me all worried and asking “ok? ok?” (I assume he was referring to my knee brace) And i reassured him that i was really fine (because i was??? i was surrounded by seven hot men??? LSHDHSJA) BamBam was next up the stairs and I greeted him the same, I think I shook his hand and maybe he asked if I was ok?? This is where I started getting REALLY overwhelmed because they were all just coming at once at this point, but I remember waving at and greeting Mark (cries) and Jackson but not JB or Youngjae as they came up the stairs. They all started crowding around me (and Jackson somehow ended up sitting right next to me? Idk) He looked me like dead in the eyes (HIS EYES ARE SO BEAUTIFUL WHAT THE) and asked if I had eaten (I hadn’t, I ate like 12 hours before that lol), so I told him no and he looked at me like he was upset and touched my leg. Then he was like, “We should take a picture.” I wasn’t expecting a picture (because I only paid for hi-touch lol) but I was like!!!! Ok sure haha!!! And they were trying to find someone with a camera/phone and Jackson asked me if I had my phone and I said yeah and started to pull it out of my pocket and Mark was like “No, she has her phone, she has her phone” and then i looked at him omg he is so beautiful okay :’) So i was trying to unlock it and as I’m going to open the camera app but Jackson took my phone out of my hand and was asking if we should take a selfie. Another one of the boys was like “Oh, selfie?” And Jackson was turning my camera to the front camera, but one of the other boys said “No, no, group photo” So Jackson handed my phone over to one of the crew members that came up with them and he took a picture of all of us:’) I honestly couldn’t believe any of it was happening and it all happened so fast, but once the pictures were taken, they started getting up and I was thanking all of them for coming up to me because it meant so much to me and they didn’t have to do that! I tried to thank all of them but I remember just bowing my head at JB lol that is EMBARRASSING like i didn’t even say anything to him haha… but they all told me to get better and thanked me for coming (they were seriously all so sweet) and BamBam hugged me as they left. That’s about all I remember :’) In short, it was so amazing and I am so grateful that they were willing to do that for me (but an ever bigger thanks to TKC for having them do that, and I can’t thank the volunteers enough for setting that up and helping me so much! 

(Photos under the cut)

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