my favorite picture ever of him

The Front Bottoms song meanings
  • Flashlight: it’s about someone having a hold over you. this is a recurring theme throughout a number of songs on our album. Our favorite line from the song is “I can hear your dog whistle from my bedroom”
  • Maps: This song is pretty self-explanatory. It’s about the idea of not knowing what’s next. Accepting the fact that your life won’t be as comfortable as everyone makes it out to be when you’re younger. It’s about finding out life is a longer road than you had expected. Favorite line: “Let me be a raft on a blue sea I’ll blend right in”
  • Looking Like You Just Woke Up: This was the quickest song we wrote. It happens to also be the shortest on the record. Same idea as from Flashlight - just someone having a hold on you. (One of our good friends fell in love with this girl that still had a boyfriend and so in order to make time with the girl, he hung out a lot with the boyfriend and her. He slowly found out that the girl he thought he loved was kind of a bitch and he found that maybe the one he really loved was her boyfriend. They have somewhat of a romantic relationship now. And they are living together.) The vibe of this song comes from that situation. Favorite Line: “It probably won’t get easier, just easier to hide”
  • Mountain: This song is actually about buying drugs in Pennsylvania. The line was originally “I bought weed. A big bag in Pennsylvania. I’m gonna light it up when I get home to Jersey” We changed it because none of us have bought drugs or smoked ganja. ever. Favorite Line: “They’re gonna ruin my whole summer. Stop taking pictures with your phone. Stop taking pictures with your phone.”
  • Rhode Island: we met a kid at a punk rock festival we played in Rhode Island. He didn’t do much talking and we called him the Zombie Kid because he was passed out in a pile of sticks. The next day when he came out of his coma, he was asking us about directions on the best way to get passed NYC on a bike. His summer plan was to ride from his home in Vermont to Florida. All that he had with him was a backpack full of drugs. No joke. Drugs. Then we shook hands and he went on his way. On that same tour - two months later - one of our last shows were in New York City, and guess who we fucking see? Zombie Kid. Backpack empty. We asked him what happened and he said he made it down to South Carolina and had to turn around and come back. favorite line-“She says you gotta promise not to break not matter how far you are bent, she says you gotta shift my position and try to get comfortable again”
  • The Beers: It’s about the same deal. Someone having a hold over you, so much so that you’d be willing to put yourself in danger, to change yourself in order to make them like you. But the song is all over the place and that’s just a small part of it. Favorite Line: “And it’s an aerial view from your house to my room”
  • Father: I put myself in someone else’s body and I wrote this song about my life.
  • Swimming Pool: The voicemail in the breakdown is from one of our friend’s dads to our friend about some dumb shit about a girl. He saved it and we added it later on to our song. Months later, the girl’s mom cornered me in the grocery store and asked me if we could take that voicemail out of the song. But we’re punk rock so we left it.
  • Favorite Line- “There’s comfort in the bottom of a swimming pool”
  • The Boredom Is The Reason I Started Swimming: I got stranded in Germany one time and I missed Thanksgiving. Side note: On Thanksgiving, I ate a hot dog with some weird potato shit on it in Amsterdam but it was still mad good. As I was walking around Berlin, I found this circus of freaks - it was more or less a sideshow act but it was free so I went in. I met a dude who was a gangster drug dealer, he let me stay at his house and was actually super nice. He cooked me food and went to Amsterdam with me. But while I was staying in his house he explained to me the rules of the streets in Berlin. Everybody pays, everybody’s head is in the noose, everyone is part of the program.
  • Bathtub: There’s so much in this song. Take it for what it’s worth. Favorite line: Please take me off speaker phone, this is a private conversation.
  • Legit Tattoo Gun: This song was originally called “MJ” because when we put it out we gave it two different names on two different websites. If you know this song as “MJ,” you’re way more punk rock. At one point, I was making out with a woman who was making out with a lot of other people. It was a mutually beneficial relationship. Favorite Line: “I am not a dirty god, I don’t have a dirty body”
  • Hooped Earrings: This is about a friend of mine that asked me to be there with her when she came out to her mother. Favorite Line: Curly hair don’t look good cut short.

anonymous asked:

Why is Tyler Hoechlin so damn beautiful? Don't worry, I realize there is no real answer for this yet I every day I find myself wondering about it.

Right?! Same! So much same, nonnie! Honestly though, how dare he?!

We can start with this, probably my favorite picture of him, because why the fuck not you know? How fucking dare he? Look at all that beautiful. How?!

But he’s also this fucking ball of adorable happy you know?

That open mouthed smile kills me every fucking time, just look at this shit

What a fucking ray of sunshine. But then he does THIS?! And it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen? 

Just look at that face. Jfc. So fucking beautiful. But I mean, he’s still beautiful even with a bunch of silicone on his face

And now he’s gone and gotten all beardy and soft and just…

…so fucking beautiful. What the fuck Tyler? And look at the hair in this one (and those insane kaleidoscope eyes, and the grey in his beard, and…)

But he’s just as beautiful clean shaven

He’s not really giving us much of a chance, is he? To catch our breath, to live. But it’s okay, nonnie, it’s okay. We’re gonna be okay. Right? Right? Please say we’ll be okay, I don’t know if I can take this much longer.

a few thoughts as I finish crooked kingdom:
  • they’re all like. seventeen. I’m seventeen.
  •  I’m still getting over the fact that kaz walked into a fight expecting to probably die but he won
  • also kaz pet a dog with his own hand!?!? I can’t even picture tgis omg
  • I really, really hate jan van eck
  • all my children deserved better
  • how are they all so eloquent and manipulative someone teach me
  • kaz my child stop repressing your feelings they’re not going to just go away if you don’t ever address them
  • what mATTHIAS NO
    • I will not get over this for a very long time leigh what have you done
  • kaz is so ruthless and brutal and awful but I really really like him?? why are my favorite characters always the morally questionable assholes  
he keeps a picture of you in his office downtown

zimbits not!fic

(read on ao3)

There’s a reason that Jack Zimmermann never lets anyone look at his phone. (And contrary to what some of the Falconers rookies might think, it’s not because he’s hiding porn on there.)

After he and Bitty started dating, Jack took pictures of Bitty whenever he could get away with it. Bitty never let him keep the pictures he saw, so Jack had learned to take quiet photos in loud moments. One picture, his favorite, was of Bitty in the kitchen. He’s got flour all over his shirt (there may or my not be handprints on his legs), and he’s half turned toward Jack, smiling blindingly. He looks happy, happier than Jack would have ever thought it possible for one tiny human to be.

Jack made it his lockscreen the morning after he took it.

He’s not stupid! As much as he would love to have that boy beam at him as soon as he turned on the phone, he keeps it hidden behind a password and pages of apps.

Of course, sometimes he can’t helping making heart eyes at his phone screen. He is dating Bitty, after all. (Dating!!!! Sometimes he can’t believe it) So far, he’s been quick enough to lock his phone before anyone can grab it from him.

He takes Bitty to family skate. Most of the team knows by now, and the ones that don’t are abruptly informed by the way Jack and Bitty share quick kisses on the ice. Marty takes him aside later, and doesn’t say anything to him. He does pause for a moment before giving him a hug that Jack is almost too shocked to return. He tells Bitty about it later. (Completely by coincidence, three of Marty’s favorite pies show up in his locker later that week.)

Jack definitely gets more careless after the whole team’s met his boyfriend. So one day, when Snowy grabs his phone and he can’t lock it in time, he laughs and sits back. The whole team crowds around the phone as Snowy ceremoniously presses the home button. Jack thinks he hears Tater squeal before the whole team begins to chirp him.

Poots shyly tells him later that Jack and Bitty make a good couple, and he’s glad that Jack is happy with him. Jack smiles and asks if he’d like to come to the Haus for dinner that Saturday.

evan hansen playing ukulele; headcannons

I LOVE THESE WERHDTUJ^YF*IKYUJHTGRSEFAWD


-my SM O L BA BY B OY

-SMOL SMOL BEAUTIFUL BABY BOY

-i don’t evEN FUCK I JUST AM PICTURING HIM PLAYING UKE WHILE SITTING UNDER A TREE AND IM TEARING UP

-oK A Y

-s o evan loves the sound of ukuleles

-he goes on youtube and listen to covers of songs that have ukes

-and the noise is just so pretty and calming and beautiful he just loves it

-he actually has a few covers from people like dodie that he listens to to try and calm down when he’s feeling anxious

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Lili and Cole expressing appreciation for each other.

The first picture/poem has become my favorite ever since I saw the picture. It’s so beautiful, and he’s basically just saying (from my ‘not-so-skilled’ poetry analyzation) that she shouldn’t listen to what the haters have to say. That he supports her, and that she’ll make it out stronger in the end.

The second picture is Lili 'repaying’ the lovely words. She does this by letting him know that she appreciates him very much and that he means a lot to her.

This is so beautiful. They way they, in a very subtle way, phrase their genuine love and support. I’ve never seen anything, or any couple for that matter, as glorious as them. They keep me amazed, but I’ll never complain!

So I heard it’s Pokemon Day today??
I don’t think any photos I could ever take could ever quite paint an accurate picture of the greatest joy that Pokemon has brought me, so I’ve painted it myself to the tune of a very lovely song I recently discovered.

My Latios, Jett, is my pride and joy, and my favorite Pokemon since the moment I first saw him almost 13 years ago, and after all this time not a thing has changed~

anonymous asked:

i already know who andrew rannells is but your summaries of lin and katherine were both wonderful so can you do one for him maybe? only if you want to x

oh my god thank you for giving me an excuse to ramble about him 

andrew scott rannells, the love of my life except not really because we’re both gay and he’s like 25 years older than me 

he’s from omaha, nebraska, he mentions it literally every interview he will not let anyone forget 

anyway 

u probably know him from the book of mormon, falsettos, or the new normal and a lot of other shit i can’t be bothered to list 

u also might know him as the guy who had a boner while performing at the tony’s and didn’t give one single fuck about it literally iconic

and he’s literally one of the most attractive people i’ve ever seen in my life ?? like fukcing look at this man 

that’s my favorite picture of him btw might print it out and frame it because he resembles actual sunshine 

(spoiler alert it’s bc he’s literally made of sunshine)

also he’s really gay like really gay and like he did one of those it got better videos i watched it like 800 times and cried,, honestly he’s so wonderful i love him

i’m a bit offended by how tall he is though i literally hate it he is taller than 90% of trees he’s over an entire foot taller than me i am filing a lawsuit against this man

also when he laughs his face is like,, s o g o o d ,, look at it

honestly what a gift

also he’s currently writing a book of essays and tbh it’s the best thing that has ever happened to me like i am so fucking h y p e d 

and another thing !! please look at this picture of him !!

it’s from the new normal and you all deserve to see it 

anyway, in conclusion i can’t believe andrew rannells singlehandedly saved the world thank u for ur time

anonymous asked:

Can we get a blurb on where you and harry have been dating for several months and you've always admired his cross necklace and he gives it to you for safe keeping while he is touring? can it be cute/smutty? please? :D x

The Necklace

“Why are you so fascinated with it?” he asks, gazing at your fingers caressing his cross necklace.

You glance at where your fingers are holding the necklace as you’re nestled against him in bed. The last hour was magnificent as he brought you to the brink again and again until you both finally tumbled over the end into oblivion. Now you’re simply enjoying the company of each other as Harry grazes his fingers over your shoulder.

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Fic Recs 19

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18

Almost there! One away from 20! Oh, what a time to be alive.

Now, let’s get to the recs.

Originally posted by korilakkuma-say

Newlyweds by @alayneni - Married Olicity buys a summer home in Ivy Town. Their neighbors are way weirder than they expected.

The White Queen by @felicityollies - Adrian Chase wants to break Oliver Queen. He thinks Felicity can help with that.

Originally posted by queensarrow

When a King is Really a Queen by @hope-for-olicity - Oliver Queen writes romantic suspense novels under the pseudonym Olivia King. Felicity Smoak is not pleased when she finds out who her favorite author really is.

Red Red Wine by @lynslogic - Donna Smoak meets Oliver Queen - winery owner - at Starbucks. She decides to show him Felicity’s picture and give him her number.

Originally posted by galatarakisi

Pressing Your Luck by @joyfilled_noise - Felicity gets caught counting cards in a mob casino, but thankfully it’s owned by the one Bratva member who won’t cut off her fingers.

take my hand (take my lead) by @bokayjunkie - Oliver gets “kidnapped” by the kindest, sweetest kidnapper ever. And it’s not technically even a kidnapping. Felicity just needs his help catching Tobias Church and exposing the CEO of AmerTek.

Moving In and Moving On by @hoffkk - Felicity’s getting evicted, and needs a place to stay. Thea just happens to have another spare bedroom. Oliver’s also living with her, but that won’t be a problem, right? Right?

Originally posted by arrowsource

Wardrobe Changes by @layalee - Five times Felicity wore other men’s clothes. And one time she wore Oliver’s.

Tommmmyy!-verse by @greyhorizon - Tommy lives. What follows is four element-themed fics about Thea and Tommy working with each other to bring Olicity together as the power couple everyone knows they’re meant to be.

Bottom of the Ninth by @dettiot - A series of unrelated baseball Olicity prompts in honor of Opening Day! Super cute, sporty, and adorable.

The Magician’s Final Disappearing Act by @realityisoverrated-fic - Part 100 of the Infinite Love series. Malcolm crosses a line. It’ll be his last mistake. Aka: I always love a fic where Malcolm dies/is murdered. Life made.

Till the neighbors know our names by @nightkeepyr - SPICY AS H*CK. Continuing the smoaking billionaires trend with this fic. Felicity hella attracted to her roommate, Tommy. And his boyfriend, Oliver. What could go wrong?

Originally posted by ivanv

Platonic Best Friends Do Exist (You’re Just Not Them) by @somewhereelse - Felicity and Oliver are roommates and best friends. Just friend. Right?

In Another Life (I could be your man) by @angelicmisskitty - Oliver’s homeless due to mysterious circumstances, and one day he saved Felicity Smoak from falling in the subway. What follows is a relationship that will change both their lives.

About Last Night by @wrldtravler - CEO Felicity Smoak hires Oliver Queen as a personal assistant so he can learn more about the corporate world before he starts working at QC. Months of blistering UST come to a head one night.

Originally posted by thatonekimgirl

Gather Your Darkness by ME - Who wrote an angsty post-5x17 fic? That’s right, me! You’ve got broken Oliver, angry Felicity, and awesome Digg. I’m really proud of this one, guys!

Dr. Merlyn, MD by me, also - Did I write a Dr. Merlyn chapter of post 5x17? You know it. My kink is accurate medical descriptions, situations, and procedures. You’re welcome.

Dork (Connor Murphy x Reader)

A/N: This is kind of short and wasn’t requested but I loved the idea so I wrote it anyways whoops. Also, just so you know, I’m doing a face reveal at 200 followers and I’m almost there so look out for that! 

w/c: 982 

Warnings: cursing, mentions of sex, so much fluff but slight angst, spoilers if you’ve never seen Heathers (If you haven’t I recommend it), fem!reader (but mostly gender neutral words, sorry for my male readers) 


You had always hated nicknames. You hated when someone called you something other than your name, because it was always either condescending or annoying, and you didn’t like either of those options. You hated being made fun of too, it lowered your already pretty low self confidence. 

That being said, those things didn’t stop you from going out who your classmates considered to be the resident freak, Connor Murphy. 

When you started dating Connor Murphy, you knew that you’d be made fun of. You’d gotten used to the nicknames that followed you around wherever you went and had even come up with some pretty good comebacks. You got a lot of the normal “slut” and “whore” bullshit, but some pretty creative when it came to making fun of you, though none of it phased you. 

What you never could have excepted however, was the nicknames that you actually liked. The ones that Connor gave to you. The cute notes he wrote calling you his princess and sweetheart. He might look like a freak to others, but he was actually a huge hopeless romantic under all those black clothes. 

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anonymous asked:

It's been raining the past few days & I've been itching for anything about Isak & Even in the rain. It could literally be anything- they get stuck in the rain, what they do when it's raining, even a cliche kiss in the rain-idc just anything with rain

Hi!!! Okay so I know this prompt has been in my inbox for a hot minute- but I hope you don’t mind me taking a crack at it now? :) especially because I’m snowed in at the moment and school is cancelled and I’m not feeling hw. and after this one, I’m going to start another full length fic

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One of Even’s favorite feelings in the world is the feeling of absolute stillness in the hours just before the sun breaks out over the sky and the birds tweet and alarms go off and all the jazz that reminds Even of how fast the world moves.

He much prefers it like this; quiet and relaxed and unhurried.

It also helps that he has an armful of sleepy Isak who’s gentle breaths escape his nose and brush against Even’s neck in rhythmic puffs.Even tightens his arms around Isak, just little bit, because he’s been feeling a little off lately and he never wants to lose this minute right here. 

It’s enough though, because Isak’s eyes blearily crack open, wincing at the edge-of-dawn light.

He sniffles blearily and god Isak is beautiful. “Halla baby.”

“Halla.”

Isak blinks slowly again and sits up, just a bit, not quite enough to dislodge Even’s arms. “Its raining.”

Even perks up, just now noticing the gentle pitter patter of rain drops against the window panes.

“You know what?” Isak finally shifts out from under Even’s arms and stretches, shivering a bit as the cool air hits his bare skin. He pulls on a pair of Even’s boxers and makes for the window, “I think school is cancelled today.”

Even rolls his eyes, “No it’s not.”

Isak throws a bland looks backwards, “Yep. Because I’m not going out in this rain. Which means, you’re not going out in this rain.”

Even snorts because if that was the rule- that when one misses school, they both miss school- they’d both be so far above the 10% rule that they’d be doomed to repeat their current respective years for all of eternity. And fuck, Even’s already had to repeat once, no way in hell it’s going to happen again.

But then Isak turns to face him at the window and-

this would make a beautiful sketch. Isak, bare chested and sleep-rumpled, backlit by the morning light and drops of rain splattered just so against the window behind him? Even’s fingers start itching in a way they haven’t in a good two weeks.

Even stares at him hard, committing the image to memory.

“Besides,” Isak says, giving him a slow grin, “Once the other’s leave for school and work and whatever else they do in their lives…. we would have the apartment to ourselves.”

Well.

Well fuck.

Sometimes there are offers too good to refuse.

Even opens the covers and gestures for Isak to climb back in. “Maybe one day wouldn’t be so bad. A rain-day.”

Isak is smug and silly and climbs right back into bed to lie across Even’s chest without another word. So Even brushes his hand up and down his back and listens to the sound of the rain, magnifying it in his brain to drown out the sound of his mind.

He thinks back to Isak standing in front of the window. The desire to sketch out the image is almost overwhelming. He thinks that maybe he’d give it Isak a present- a visual representation of how Even sees Isak, how he has always seen Isak.

Bold, beautiful, soft.

But then he also thinks that maybe he’s keep it for himself too. In his wallet or bedside table. Maybe under his pillow to pull out at his leisure and remind himself of everything good and beautiful in his world.

The temptation proves too strong to resist.

He swats at Isak’s side, who groans in protest. “What the fuck do you want?”

“Up. I want to draw you.”

The groan grows louder and more dramatic, “Nooo. Babyyyyy.”

“The lightening is perfect, the rain is perfect, my mood is perfect, your body is perfect. This is it. Get up, put on some NAS and stand by the window.”

One last pathetic groan before Isak is grumbling and rolling off Even’s chest, and Even is up as well, grabbing his pencils and sketch pad that has made it’s new home under Isak’s bed and settling cross legged at the foot of the mattress.

The music comes on, Isak stops pouting, and the image is beautiful again, so beautiful and light and lovely that Even gets to work. He sketched out lines and shadings and his approximation of rain drops splattered against a window and like-

Isak just watches him; dramatic narrowing of his eyes gone soft and sweet, lips tilting up just a bit, noticeable only because he knows Isak so well. And he knows what Isak looks like when he’s content, even if he was being a brat about it.

He loses himself in the sketch, letting the sound of rain lull him more than the sound of Nas; letting the image of Isak standing in front of him and the feeling of Isak in his chest come alive and intermingle.

And finally when he’s done; when the outside has brightened just a bit, but the rain hasn’t slowed, Even decides that this just might be one of his favorite pictures he’s ever done.

5

Post Production panel was really fun and I had a great time
Got pictures with a few amazing people, everyone was so nice

But the part that absolutely made my con.. was finally being able to show Matt Bragg my cosplay of his minecraft character in person. It was something I had been wanting to do ever since I started cosplaying him, because he is my favorite Achievement Hunter. And he was just so nice and sweet when he talked to me about it, and I’m just so happy he liked my cosplay… so thank you Matt Bragg, for making my con experience the best one I’ve had