no public stunt

anonymous asked:

About Louis having friends that are separate from stunts. I can't help but to connect it with Harry's, when he said he likes to separate work like being a huge star from like a normal one or something like that from an article or interview.

Imagine their dinners with the Beckhams, or the Cordens, or all the famous people they meet and hug at private parties that love ‘The Tomlinson-Styles’ and find them an incredibly gorgeous couple of great artists. I love that they have their life and manage to live it privately together with all the connections, friends and family. Stunt and public life is another thing but separating the two is good and maybe it’s one of the secrets for their healthy relationship. 

Can We Keep Her? (Part 2)

When John Constantine has to take care of Annabella she accidentally gets teleported to another dimension. Now she wants to bring back someone who she thinks will make her dad happy.

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Tagging: @speedypan @cupidjayne @insideoflit @coffee-randomness @guns-n-lilies @uncpanda

Part 1

It had taken Sara sometime to try and get use to switching dimensions. Having to say goodbye to her family, her friends, having to get organized with Annabella’s schedule. And just when she was about to have a moment of doubt about coming Bruce dropped the bomb on her.

“What do you mean she’s going away?” Sara questioned as she looked into the dining room where Annabella was talking to her Spanish tutor.

“I made a deal with her mother that she would go to Mexico and stay for the summer.” Bruce explained.

“You mean the woman who used her pregnancy as a publicity stunt.” Bruce sighed and rubbed his eyes.

“Her grandmother want to meet her.”

“Then make new arrangements with her that doesn’t involve leaving Annabella alone in another country with people she’s never met.”

Bruce stared at her before sighing in defeat. He pulled his phone out and walked away. Sara sighed as she ran her fingers through her hair. Yeah this girl really needed her.

“Thank you.” Sara helped at the sound of the butler’s voice.

“Alfred you scared me.” She put her hand on her chest. “Um for what exactly.”

“I have been trying to convince master Bruce to change his mind on the family matter but he has never listened till now. I think you will be good for us all.”

Sara felt her heart swell up at the comment and thanked him. She looked back into the kitchen and saw the tutor start to pack their things up.

“How did she do?” Sara asked as the tutor approached her.

“She still stutters on some words but that’s normal. She’s actually managed to get more ahead than any other child I’ve taught. Which is saying a lot given her age. I left her a small assignment. Whenever she draws or colors I want her to say the colors in Spanish and if possible describe the picture. Mr. Wayne knows Spanish but I think it would also be best if you picked it up it would encourage her a bit more.” The tutor explained with a smile.

“I will keep that in mind, thank you.”

The tutor smiled as they said their goodbyes. Sara went to sit next to Annabella who was coloring a picture of a cat blue.

“El gato es azul. (The cat is blue)” She could faintly hear Annabella mumble as she colored. Annabella paused her coloring for a bit before continuing. “You were arguing with my dad… are you leaving?”

“Oh, no no no honey. I’m not going anywhere.” Sara quickly reassure her as she picked her up and sat her on her lap. “We were just at a disagreement about something but I promise it’s being fixed.”

Bruce felt his heart skip a beat as he watched the interaction between Sara and his daughter.

“Sara can I talk to you for a moment?” He asked.

“Um yeah.” Sara sat Annabella down. “How about you ask grandpa Alfred to set up a tea party and I’ll go join you in a bit.”

Annabella looked between her father and Sara. After a few moments she agreed and scurried off.

“I have a beach house in Mexico where her grandmother can meet up with us. We have two options. The four of us go for two weeks or the three of you go for the summer and I visit every weekend.”

Sara nodded as she thought about it.

“The first option.”

“Okay. I will get everything ready.”

___________________________

Annabelle sat on the couch playing with her fingers nervously. Sara did her best to distract the girl but nothing seemed to work.

“What do she doesn’t like me?” Annabella asked in a small voice. Sara brought her into a hug.

“She’ll like you.” She reassured her.

Sara felt Annabella stiffen when the door opened. She rubbed her back as she stood up and Annabella hid behind her legs.

“Y ella es Sara. Ella ayuda a Alfred cuidar de Annabella.(And that’s Sara. she helps Alfred take care of Annabella)” Said Bruce as he walked in with an elderly woman, Alfred following behind them.

Sara noticed that the woman shared the same smile as Annabella, as well as her eyes.

“Mucho gusto en conocerte Sara.” The woman treated her with a hug,

“It’s very nice to meet you.” Annabella whispered.

“Oh um likewise Mrs…?” Said Sara as she hugged the woman back.

“Teresa.” The woman replied. “Puedo entender el inglés pero no lo hablo muy bien.”

“Um she can hear no um understand english but she can’t uh speak it well.”

“That’s alright it’s a good thing we have a very good translator for us.” Sara smiled as she encouraged Annabella to step forward.

Annabella looked at her father and Alfred who nodded in encouragement. Slowly she stepped forward and Teresa kneeled down.

“Hola preciosa(Hello precious).”

“Hi I mean um h-hola.”

“Es un poquita tímida(She’s a bit shy).” Said Bruce and Annabella pouted.

“Heh está bien. Unas de sus tías era igual cuando era chiquita. Por eso me traje esto.(Heh that’s okay. One of her aunts use to be the same way when she was younger)” Teresa reached into the bag she was carrying. “Tu papá me dijo que te encantan los dragones y que tu color favorito es azul. Entonces te hize esto.(Your dad told me that you love dragons and that your favorite color is blue. So i made you this.)”

Teresa pulled out a small handmade blue dragon plush and Annabella gasped. Her grandmother motioned for her to take it and Annabella smiled brightly as she grabbed it and hugged it.

“¿Usted hiciste esto?(You made this?)” Annabella asks slowly as she inspected the dragon.

“Si.(Yes)”

“¿Me puedes en- um ense…?” Annabella huffed and closed her eyes. “¿En-se-ñar?(Can you teach me?)”

“Por supuesto que sí.”(Of course)

What if Arlo and Jackson are the names Harry and Louis’ kids. What if while we were all distracted by the public stunts they were secretly building their family 😭.

*I’d be kind of disappointed if Harry didn’t name one of their kids Darcy*

anonymous asked:

That tweet from Chad makes it seem like he knows where Louis is so I'm curious how often they talk. It also makes me wonder how many other celeb friends he has that we don't really know about because celeb friends don't really match his "lad" image. As much as I would love to know who he really hangs out with I'm also glad he has people in his life that are separate from all the stunts.

It’s clear Louis has a career and a professional life away from the crap his team forces him to do with various Nasty. He is friends with a lot of people from the industry, we already know that, and the fact that you don’t see any of this hang outs is completely normal cause these are friendships or work relationship from his real life whereas when you see him walking down the street with a nobody is a staged publicity stunt. Also he and Harry are a couple and I am sure they know mostly everyone that works with one another. For example, Chad has been friend with Louis (or knows him at least) for ages and Harry knows him too since the first time they met Harry was with him and nobody knew. This is how real connections and work stuff works in famous-land, artists often meet at parties and events and everywhere relatively private and if its not for publicity you never see them walking together in the street in front of paps. One thing is what you want to sell, another is working or being actual friend with someone. Like we all know Harry has a lot of friends in LA, but you only see him with Jeff, Tommy or Glenne literally every time he’s papped. You see him at Cafe Habana when one of his friends has something to promote, with Kendall too etc. No doubt he’s friend with these people but they are used for promo as well. Louis according to the narrative lives and works in LA but only knows his two friends Oli and Calvin and Nasty. We all know it’s not the case but as I said one thing is the real life, one thing is publicity. And yes, i am glad he knows these people privately and they probably genuinely like each other and see each other privately rather than being leeches attached to Louis’ neck for an article on The Sun.

‘Fearless Girl’ is the most disgusting thing ever. It is an affront to art.

On the surface it tells the story of a little girl standing up to a bull. A story of strong femininity against uncontrollable patriarchy.

In truth, it’s about corporate subterfuge destroying individual freedom.

For starters, the Fearless Girl statue? It’s a commercial. It’s a god-damned commercial. For a company called State Street Global Advisors. Their NASDAQ ticker symbol? The letters S, H, and E. SHE.

Now let’s take a quick look at the plaque next to the Fearless Girl:

SHE makes a difference. It’s not saying that women make a difference. It’s saying that State Street Global Advisors makes a difference. It’s a publicity stunt.

It’s soulless corporate marketing that appropriates and distorts someone else’s genuine guerilla artwork. It’s upsetting.

anonymous asked:

"#Are we all thinking the same thing#Cause I'm literally shaking" what are you thinking 👀

THANK GOD YOU ASKED ME I NEED TO GET THIS OUT

Things I’m Sure Of:

  • One Direction was supposed to attend and they didn’t. 
  • Liam couldn’t have been at the award show longer than 10 minutes. He went for the sole purpose of picking up the award and left immediately after.  
  • Something changed tonight.

Now, we’ve been dragging Jeff non stop for being a bad manager for months, but part of me has always reserved the thought that /maybe/ he was restricted in what he could or couldn’t do. Just go with me. When Harry and the Azoff’s first started being seen together, everyone was all like, “omg 1D is firing shots at their team” but as things progressed, that mentality sort of faded away. I’ve still kept it in the back of my mind, though. Harry is the face of One Direction; I don’t think yachtgate was only for Harry’s career; I think it was for the band’s too. Just.. maybe there was a hold on things – on what Jeff could/couldn’t do – and maybe that hold is just starting to break. I’m not saying it’s happening all at once but… And all the family chiming in at the same time?? That’s not normal. At 8:30 it all just started happening; Harry’s family, Louis, Liam’s sister I think I saw? Plus the people at full stop?? Coincidences don’t exist with that band, it means something. 

Simon was not expecting Liam to show up. Straight up. He said “I’m milking this,” with his smug, ugly face because he had every intention of giving a speech talking about how he created them and blahblahblah. Then low and behold, Liam Payne looking like he just came in from off the street, snatched that sucker out of his hand, and peaced out again. Liam doesn’t do that. Literally say what you want but Liam is always the same; diplomatic, the Serious Face of 1D. Not tonight. He came in, he handled it, barely even touched Simon, made it SO clear there was tension between them, and left. Without thanking anyone. The whole thing was stilted and awkward and RIFE with tension; anyone should have seen it.

And then there’s Annas. Annas who handles all of Louis’s public (stunt) outings, tweeting about the Afterparty and for what? Louis is home in Doncaster. And then there’s Louis. Papped in London TODAY and then off to Doncaster? Made SURE to mention he was in Doncaster? Okay.

My boys pulled a fast one and March is going to be insane. I feel it in my gut. Something broke. Or maybe something cracked. Maybe things won’t happen all at once but this was a power play I can feel it.

Dumb headcanon of the day: since Victor and Yuuri are so popular, they get a lot of requests to do promotional work for stuff and publicity stunts and things, and they turn down anything that’s too outrageous…but one time an animal rescue group asks them to help with a fundraiser, and they can’t say no to helping doggies in need. You know that buzzfeed video where they get those girls drunk and then let them play with puppies? That’s pretty much what this ends up being. Please donate money and considering adopting a shelter animal while watching a livestream of these world class athletes drunk off their asses and surrounded by puppies!!

Yuuri keeps picking up each puppy to kiss and rub his face against while sobbing about how cute they are. Victor has his arms full of puppies and tears streaming down his face ‘I SHOULDN’T HAVE DRANK VODKA, I CAN’T PROTECT THEM’

It ends up being very successful, and Makkachin gets a new sibling because they just couldn’t leave without adopting at least one puppy.

Marvel...

We need to have some words.

As you may have noticed, a certain writer that is on your payroll has raised the ire of your fans.  Again.  The fans who buy your stuff.  The fans who love the characters that you are responsible for.  The fans who do not exist for you to insult and walk over time and time again.

Hydra!Cap was bad enough.  People were offended and horrified, even though we knew it was going to be just a cheap publicity stunt in the end.  You didn’t fool us, we knew it wasn’t going to be permanent.  But that doesn’t change the fact that you allowed your certain writer to spit on Jack Kirby and Joe Simon’s legacies as well as the fans who idolize the character and looked to him for comfort during a difficult time, insulted all of these people, for a juvenile attention grab.

Another blow was the removal of the Jewish heritage of Quicksilver and the Scarlet Witch.  Why was this done?  Any reason?  Other than…I can’t even think of a reason other than pure idiocy.  What is even the hell.  It did not help matters at all that in the Age of Ultron film that these two characters were made into Hydra agents as well.

And speaking of.

Magneto.

…You done fucked up now.

Magneto is not only your most well-known Jewish character and a Holocaust survivor, but he is probably one of the most well known fictional Jewish Holocaust survivors in all of fiction.  He is someone who is intimately shaped by his Jewish heritage and by his horrific experiences during the Holocaust where his entire family was systematically murdered.  He is someone who made “Never Again” his mantra for life.  It is what drives him.  Although he has undeniably done terrible, even unforgivable, things, every decision he makes is driven by his desire to never allow what happened to him or his family to ever happen to anyone.  His trauma is what has driven him to hate humanity as a whole.

And who traumatized him?  Who murdered his family and his people and who tried to wipe out his culture?  Who does Magneto hate with every fiber of his being?  Who has he constructed himself to oppose?

The Nazis.  The same Nazis who, in your universe, created Hydra.  You’ve tried your best to whitewash Hydra and make it look cute what with Bob and everything, but your fans know better.  They are, and have always been, Nazis.

And you are having Magneto join them.

It doesn’t matter that it’s probably a stunt.  It doesn’t matter that if it’s not, it’s all going to be retconned away by the time my nail polish dries.  It doesn’t matter.

Do you know the world that you live in?  It is a world where anti-Semitism is on the rise.  It is a world where Jewish schools receive bomb threats and children live in fear.  It is a world where people genuinely are terrified that another Night of Broken Glass will happen or that Muslims and other marginalized groups are going to be carted away to camps.  It is a world where people with Nazi sentiments are in high positions of the US and other governments and are abusing their power.

You cannot do what you are doing in this world.

In the late 1930s and early 1940s when the world was bleak and hatred was festering in every part of the world and growing stronger, comic book writers and artists, many or even most of whom were Jewish, gave people heroes.  When the US had yet to enter WWII and the American Nazi party was large and growing, two Jewish men created a hero and draped him in the American flag and had him punch Hitler square in the face.  They kept writing this hero even as they received threats and the mayor of New York City had to step in to protect them.  Your distinguished competition created an immigrant from another world who used the traits of his homeland to fight injustice.  They created a woman who was stronger than any man and whose compassion was stronger than any hatred.  And you, in the 1960s, created a supposed villain who drove himself into becoming what he was so that what happened to him and his family would never be allowed to happen again.

Your certain writer thinks he’s being clever and commenting on the nature of the world today.  He is wrong.  We know the world is in a bad place.  We know how scary things are.  We know corruption looms everywhere and that hate is omnipresent.  We live on planet Earth.  We’ve seen this shit first hand.  We don’t need to be told this.

We need heroes.  We need to be told that it is possible to fight this evil.  We need to be told that there is hope.  That the future is bright if we work hard.  Even if one of those heroes is a villain half the time, we need them.  We don’t need you erasing these people’s identities, even for a second.

And it you won’t give us what we need, we will give it to ourselves.  Fan culture is stronger now than it has ever been.  If you won’t treat your characters and most importantly your FANS with respect, we will do it for ourselves.  We do not need you.  But you need us.  And you need to remember that.

evidence that david wymack is the best character in this entire series, part i

The Foxhole Court

  • “I want my subs at the wall cheering them on, but if you trip up a referee, I will cut you.”
  • “Watch me beam with pride. It’s not your job to take care of yourself anymore.”
  • Wymack sliced a hand across his throat and jerked his thumb over his shoulder. Neil hoped he was right in translating it as “Let’s get the hell out of here.”
  • “Do you have any idea how much I hate coming home and finding you in my apartment?”
  • Wymack only recruited athletes from broken homes. His decision to turn the Foxhole Court into a halfway house of sorts was nice in theory, but it meant his players were fractured isolationists who couldn’t get along long enough to get through a game.
  • “Are you done wasting my oxygen yet?”
  • “Kevin, wake that dingbat without getting punched in the face.”
  • “You have five seconds to get your retarded psycho ass to my apartment! You even think about telling me no and I swear to god I’ll throw Kevin’s contract down the garbage disposal.”
  • “Your opinion has been noted and dismissed,” Wymack said. “Anything else, or are you going to start signing stuff?”
  • “I am going to drop you off at the dorm and spend the rest of the day drinking. Damage control can wait until tomorrow.”
  • “Kevin, you’re out if your hand so much as itches. Don’t be stupid tonight.”
  • “Coach Wymack was the only one I could think of turning to, and he didn’t disappoint me.”
  • Wymack snapped his fingers in front of Andrew’s face, trying to get Andrew to look at him instead of Neil.
  • “Damn it all to hell. Hemmick! You were supposed to wake them up ten miles ago.”
  • “Did you think I made the team the way it is because I thought it would be a good publicity stunt? It’s about second chances, Neil. Second, third, fourth, whatever, as long as you get at least one more than anyone else wanted to give you.”
  • “We saw their files,” Wymack said. “We chose you.”
  • “Breaking news: I don’t care.”
  • Neil wasn’t quite ready to face Andrew yet and he didn’t want to deal with this teammate’s curiosity over his prolonged absence, so he went to Wymack’s apartment instead.
  • “When I said Abby and I would look out for you, I didn’t mean you should pick a fight with Riko on national television,” Wymack said. “Should I have spelled that out beforehand?”

and my personal favorite for last

  • “God damn it, Minyard. This is why we can’t have nice things.”
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Some said Wymack recruited troubled athletes as a publicity stunt. Others thought he was a misguided idealist. Digging up talented wrecks and giving them the chance to turn their lives around was nice in theory and a disaster in reality. Truth was Wymack picked them because he understood firsthand how much they needed another chance. 

Imagine Chris admitting you’re his celebrity crush.

A/N: This is a request from @unstainedlight and it took me forever to get to, I’m so sorry. But here it is, finally! It’s super cute and I’d a lot of fun writing it (as in I giggled a lot) Enjoy! X

You arrived on the ‘The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon’ set shortly after your husband, Chris. The two of you came in separate cars because you’d come from your movie set, whereas he came from the hotel you were put up in while working in New York; he wasn’t due to film ‘Avengers: Infinity War’ until May. Both you and Chris had been invited by Jimmy Fallon to do your own respective interviews on your upcoming movies and pending projects, or so the both of you thought. As it turned out, those reasons were just bait given to your publicists to get both of you on his set at the same time without raising suspicion; the man had something cheeky planned.

Jimmy had interviewed Chris numerous times now- one could say that they were friends, so Jimmy knew about Chris’ crush on you. He’d said numerous times now, in most of his interviews, that you were a beautiful actress he admired, with values, morals, and ethics that made him think very highly of you; or in short, that you were his celebrity crush. The thing that Jimmy didn’t know, however, was that they two of you were actually married. You’d met Chris in 2014 while having lunch with your friends, Emily Blunt and John Krasinski. Chris was a good friend of John’s who thought the two of you would hit it off, and you did almost immediately.

After that day, the two of you starting secretly dating under the media’s radar because neither of you wanted the stress that came with having your relationship in the limelight. Both of you had been in the industry for a while now, so you knew what it was like when you started dating someone. The constant scrutiny, the tabloids and the rumors, the analyzing of everything you do and say, the haters and cynics calling the relationship a publicity stunt and waiting for it to blow up- you didn’t want to deal with that. Those were the things that usually ended a Hollywood relationship which was the last thing you and Chris wanted, so things between the two of you were kept under a tight lid.

Your friends and family knew about the relationship, but everyone did as you both asked and kept what they knew to themselves. During your time as boyfriend and girlfriend, you attended all red carpet events alone and took no photos together so you wouldn’t risk revealing your relationship to the world. It was unpractical, difficult, and occasionally lonely, but it worked out. Of course you weren’t going to keep it a secret forever, at some point you were going to want to reveal to the world that you were with the best person you’d ever met; vice versa. You’d both agreed to keep things hush until things were more solidified, and now that the two of you were happily married- the relationship was to be revealed at your movie premiere which was in a week’s time. But perhaps Jimmy’s cheeky little plan to embarrass Chris would move that announcement up.

“Hey stranger,” you called as you caught Chris in your dressing room mirror; he was up first and was walking towards the stage. He poked his head in and shot you a smile which you reciprocated. “Good luck out there, Captain America,” you gave him a two finger salute which made him laugh as he disappeared around the corner with the stage manager.

“Oh my God,” your makeup artist, Arizona, let out the breath she was holding in. “He is so freaking handsome,” she said then chuckled when you laughed. “I’m so glad I’m not the one doing his makeup, I wouldn’t be able to focus.” You said nothing in response as you closed your eyes to let her finish doing your eyeshadow. “Are the two of you friends?”

“I guess,” you shrugged nonchalantly.

“You know you’re his celebrity crush, right?” She was grinning excitedly when you opened your eyes. “As a fan of both you and Chris Evans, I can say that the two of you would make such a great couple.” You had to bite the inside of your cheek to stop from laughing. “You two should really make a movie together, ‘cause that’d be amazing.”

“Yeah,” you nodded in agreement.

“Okay,” she sprayed your face with setting spray then tucked a stray hair in its place. “All done, Y/N. You look amazing as always,” she complimented with a sweet smile. “And as always, it’s been an honor to do your hair and makeup. If you ever need a permanent stylist, I’m your girl.”

“Thanks Arizona,” you smiled then saw the stage director enter the room through the mirror. “And that’s my cue,” you told her and rose to your feet. You followed the stage director towards the stage and watched the TV, waiting for Jimmy to introduce you and bring you out.

“So Chris, I’m not sure if you’ve seen the interview your buddy Sebastian did with James Cordon a while back.” Chris’ eyes narrowed slightly as he pondered; he watched most of the interviews his friends and cast mates did. “The one with his celebrity crush, Sharon Stone.” Jimmy reminded him; Chris laughed and nodded. “Well, taking a page out of Cordon’s book- I thought I’d bring your celebrity crush here tonight so you can have the same opportunity to try and win her over with your charm and good looks.”

“Oh God,” Chris laughed. “This is not going to end well, I can tell already.”

“Let’s give Y/N Y/L/N a hand,” Jimmy called and you walked out right on cue. Chris caught your eye and you both tried hard not to crack even though the smiles you had on your faces were enough to give your big secret away. “C'mon Chris,” Jimmy teased as he rose to his feet, joining the audience in giving you a standing ovation. “Get on your feet, give a good impression.”

“Right, sorry.” Chris jumped onto his feet and clapped for you until you got to his side. “Hi Y/N, it’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” He shook your hand then leaned forward to give your cheek a quick peck. “We’re going to blow this, aren’t we?” He whispered into your ear before pulling away; you subtly nodded in response.

“Hi everyone,” you waved at the audience and they cheered for you. “Oh wow,” you began addressing Jimmy as the three of you took your seats. “It is so good to be back here. How are you, Jimmy?” You asked and he laughed.

“I’m meant to be the interviewer here, Y/N,” he joked and you chuckled. “I’m great, and you look great too. The New York air must agree with you. You’ve been out here for a while now, right?” You nodded. “You’re filming your latest movie which takes place in Manhattan, are you having fun?”

“Crazy fun,” you nodded. “I love New York, it’s where I started my career and where some of my best friends live so- yeah, I’m having a lot of fun. New York’s basically like a third home to me,” you told him; beside you, Chris smiled because he knew you refer to LA- your hometown- as home and Boston- his hometown- as your second home.

“Third home?” Jimmy quizzed. “Isn’t the saying second home?” You nodded, chuckling softly. “Okay then, so if New York is your third home then- where’s your second home? I know LA is your hometown, so that’s number one. What’s number two?”

“Boston,” you answered, trying not to smile too widely as you glanced at Chris; he couldn’t hide his grin. “It’s um- it’s a place close to my heart, a lot of my friends are from Boston- like John Krasinski, and it’s also where I fell in-love actually, with a Bostonian.”

“You’re in-love?” Jimmy looked over at Chris and pressed his lips together. “Aw, that’s a bummer.” Both you and Chris laughed at that. “Here I was thinking I was going to set the two of you up 'cause you know, Chris- Captain America, is not shy about admitting who his celebrity crush is.” You chuckled softly as you nodded. “He’s from Boston too, so if you think he’s better than your current love- it wouldn’t be hard to jump ship. Right, Chris?”

“Well,” Chris winced, trying hard not to crack. “If she’s already in-love with someone else, y'know- I’m not going to interfere with that.” You bit the inside of your cheek, stifling your laughs. “If she were single, of course I’d go for it, but she’s in a relationship, man. I can’t do that to a brother,” he tried not to laugh as he said that.

“Think about this, Y/N,” Jimmy tried to sell your husband to you. “Chris is a fan of yours, he is practically in-love with you already.” You looked over at Chris and he nodded in agreement with Jimmy’s statement, holding a serious face that made you want to laugh. “And c'mon, how great can your current guy be compared to Captain America? I mean- the choice is simple, right? Right, guys?” He asked the audience and they cheered. “The two of you would be the new Brad and Angelina, minus the divorce 'cause you’re Chris’ celebrity crush and I doubt he’d do anything to risk losing you.”

“Oh, definitely not,” Chris agreed and you turned away, laughing. “I’d treasure you for the rest of my life, Y/N.” He took your left hand in his, lifting it into vision but hiding your wedding bands. “I’d love you in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, till death do us part. But I think you already know that from when we exchanged wedding vows,” he said and revealed the wedding bands; everyone gasped, including Jimmy. “Yeah,” Chris began as you both turned to a stunned Jimmy, chuckling. “I didn’t need your help 'cause I already married my celebrity crush.”

“Oh my God,” Jimmy’s jaw dropped. “How- when- are you guys even- Wait, what?” He laughed, bouncing excitedly in his chair. “When did this even happen? I didn’t even know that you guys knew each other, let alone dated! And you’re married? What the fu-” he cut himself off, his smile wide. “That is amazing, wow! Congratulations, you two! Wow!” The audience cheered and clapped when Jimmy did. “This is exclusive right? No one knew before this moment?”

“Our friends and family know,” you told him, chuckling. “But no one else did, so yes. This is an exclusive on your show. I’m married to Chris Evans,” you said and Chris brought your entwined hands to his lips, kissing the back of your hand.

“Yup,” Chris grinned at you then turned to the camera, “I’m married to my celebrity crush.”

IRL jobs headcanons

Noctis:

  • The son of a rich Japanese businessman, but his mother was a foreigner
  • introverted because he was bullied in school about having a foreigner parent, barely finished high school and never went to college
  • but it’s okay because he is actually the world’s highest ranking gamer in Monster Justice Five, the most popular online e-sport tournament
  • with several official international wins and contracts to his username this boy doesn’t need daddy’s allowance!
  • nobody has a clear image of what he looks like, he’s always wearing baseball caps and hiding behind his collar if he has to show up to matches, otherwise he’s only found online
  • met Prompto online and it grows into private chats and late-night gaming sessions
  • eventually invites him over to visit, dad thinks it’s great that his loner son found someone he wants to hang out with
  • not very good with words because he constantly switches between Japanese and English and it’s hard to use just one

Prompto:

  • Russian
  • you’d assume he’s popular because he’s blonde and cheerful, but actually gets a lot of flak about things he can’t change about his country
  • the literal embodiment of sunshine and happiness, so naturally he’s a famous viner (who moved to instagram and youtube after vine died)
  • has no idea how to deal with the haters, always has his comments locked and it creates an air of mystery around him which strangely gets him more views
  • absolute weeb so you can bet he knows enough japanese (from watching anime obv) to communicate with Noct in the game chat and enough english to patch it up
  • it quickly developed into actual friendship, these two can spend days playing without realizing it
  • soon enough he’s vlogging his trip to Japan!

Ignis:

  • European
  • That’s all he tells the others, nobody knows where he’s from exactly
  • Used to be a model in Milan, beautiful enough to catch eyes but not famous enough to make a living out of it
  • Meets Noctis while filming an advertisement for his father’s company, and settles there as an English-Japanese translator
  • Ends up going with Noct for all the official signings and interviews as his PR agent
  • Ignis knows more kanji than Noct, but Noct knows more English expletives
  • it fascinates him how different languages are, and enjoys the challenge
  • other times it’s hilarious because that one time he tried to translate a Japanese word and accidentally said something Italian, then corrected it into French, then apologized in Spanish and eventually googled it in English.

Gladio:

  • Brazillian-Japanese who lived all his life in Brazil
  • professional rock wall climber on break recovering from an injury, the fall woke him to the reality that he’d never really left his hometown and it’s a shame to kick the bucket without ever stepping out of his comfort zone
  • he’s currently vlogging his journey backpacking through the world
  • one day he found himself broke visiting Cor -a family friend- in Japan
  • had to take odd jobs that wouldn’t get him deported for defying the rules of his tourist visa, so nothing with an official contract
  • agrees to dress in a suit and pretend to be a bodyguard for some publicity stunt concerning a sassy runt
  • said sassy runt was actually being stalked for being the heir of a business giant and oh shit he has some real protecting to do!
  • Brazil has a large Japanese population so verbal and cultural barriers went down real fast with the runt (Noct)
  • It was nice learning about his non-Brazillian heritage hands on, so he decides to stick around long after the bodyguard job is concluded
  • the internet seems to like his vlogs about the Japanese countryside and wilderness anyway so might as well let this trip fund itself

One day a rival company proposes a collaboration between brands and Regis accepts, now Noct has to show up in a month-long documentary with the rival’s production team while they come up with ideas for a new line.

Noct is fine with it, the head of the team they’ll be working with used to be a childhood friend of his, Lunafreya, so he agrees to go and take his friends along because road trip!

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It has been an extraordinarily eventful week for our president and commander-in-chief Donald Trump.


First he perfectly trolled poor Rachel Maddow…


Then he narrowly avoided an assassination attempt by rapper Snoop Dogg!


When it turned out to be nothing more than a prank…


and a publicity stunt to sell Snoop’s crappy SNOOP LOOPS cereal…


YUCK!

Fake? Pt.4 || C.H

LAST and FINAL part okay you guys, i promise! i hope u enjoy xx

WARNING; angry sex

I M A G I N E [SMUT]

“Y/N!” Your manager screeched at you when you bounced out the car once you guys made it at the hotel. You disregarded the fact that no guards were called to surround you before you entered. Realizing your fame and what’s at stake, you halted and turned around swiftly. 

“Calum, come over here,” you say simply, watching as Calum awkwardly leaves the car and stands in front of you. He rubs his right arm with his left hand, having you bite down on your lip from the sight of his muscles. “Put me in your Instagram story.”

Within a few minutes, you instructed Calum to hold up his phone in selfie mode as you posed. You morbidly got on your toes and gave Calum a kiss on his chubby cheek as he captured the moment. Sighing, you remove yourself from the Maori boy before you trudge into the hotel. The voices chanting your name began to fade away in your head as your guards guided you to your room. 

Slamming the door behind you, you lean your back against it and slide down to the beige-carpeted floor. With rage, you rip off all your accessories from your body. The Gucci earrings and the Prada bracelets roll away on the ground from where you’ve thrown them. Letting out another frustrated sigh, you sink your face into your hands and close your eyes. Within seconds, you felt urgent knocks behind you. 

“Who?” You asked harshly as you recovered yourself from the floor. 

“Who else?” Calum’s voice entered your ears. 

“The hell you want?” You responded bitterly, subconsciously unlocking all the locks of the door. 

“I just want to talk–” Calum began loudly as you opened the door. Introducing yourself to his vision, he lowered his voice. “..to you.”

“Then speak,” you muttered, feeling yourself flushing from his appearance. Calum had already changed into his lazy attire. With a pair of Adidas sweat pants and an old Nirvana shirt, he looked comfortable but in a hurry. 

“Look, Y/N, I didn’t mean to hit you with all those words, and that kiss, and the song–” he began but you reached your limit. 

“C’mere,” you mumble, grabbing his arm and pulling him into your suite. Slamming the door, you push him against it and glare up at him. “What the fuck was up with all of that?” 

“I-I just…” Calum stuttered a bit, having yourself laugh bitterly at how his cocky facade quickly dropped when it came to confrontation. “I didn’t realize how much I missed you until I saw you and we both agreed to do the stunt.” 

“Oh right, of course you missed me,” you said, rolling your eyes as you turned around and began walking away from Calum. “Because fucking another girl nonchalantly while you were with me totally showed how much you loved me. You’re such a loving boyfriend, Calum!” 

“Oh my fucking god, Y/N, your sarcasm really is a big flaw of yours,” Calum gritted through his teeth, forming his hands into fists. You turned around and giggled at seeing how hard Calum was acting. It was as if he was gonna hit you when you know he wasn’t. “I do fucking miss you– more than you want to believe.”

“Yeah?” Your sarcasm was practically dripping from your tongue. “And trying to get me back right after totally showed it, huh? No calls, no texts?” 

“You fucking blocked me, Y/N, what the fuck else was I supposed to do?” Calum growled. You turned around, feeling yourself heat up from anger as you shoved him on the chest. 

“You could’ve tried to contact me through one of the boys!” You yelled. Calum grabbed your shoulders and pushed you gently against the wall. He was seething now, his grip on your shoulders very strong and tight. 

“You made it clear that you wanted me to fuck off!” Calum shouted, his face 2 inches away from yours. “I wanted to fucking respect you and I did what you wanted! I left you alone and you seemed perfectly content with it!” 

“I wasn’t, you asshole!” You spat. “I wanted you to keep trying! I wanted to know that you kept trying because I was worth it! But obviously I wasn’t!”

“Y/N, you’re so fucking stupid right now, it’s driving me insane!” Calum yelled. His almond eyes were focused on yours, having your heart beat faster from its sudden change. It went from cowardice to lust. “I couldn’t get with another girl because the only girl in my head and my heart was you! It was all you! You were everything I saw, in every song I listened to, in every girl I greeted! You just couldn’t leave my damn life and I hate that I even let you leave!” 

“I don’t even believe you!” You rolled your eyes, attempting to squirm out of his grip. But his grasp on you was tight as his eyes darkened further with lust. 

“Then you’re gonna have to, Princess, because it’s all true,” Calum growled, having you grit your teeth. 

“Stop calling me Princess, fucking hell!” 

“Make me,” Calum began, his plump lips forming into a smirk. “–Princess.” Immediately, you grabbed his chubby face and smashed his lips onto yours. It was driving you insane when he was only inches from your face. The kiss he gave you earlier made you crave for more, but you thought it was all part of the stunt. But the way he forced his tongue into your mouth now made you think differently. 

“Calum,” you moaned into his mouth as your hands gripped the hem of his shirt. You began pulling it up, having Calum break the kiss to remove it. He smashed his lips back on yours once more as your hands began to trace his ‘MMXII’ on his chest. You felt Calum moan into your mouth as he held your waist to pull you closer. 

“Y/N–” Calum moaned, his voice raspy and muffled against your lips as he began to guide you to the bed. He picked you up hastily and dropped you on the bed, having him look at your body as you breathed quickly. Still stood up, Calum began unbuckling his belt. During that time, you decide to slip off your shirt and pants with your undergarments remaining untouched. 

“Do you have any..?” You began, your eyes looking into Calum’s as he shoved his hand into his back pocket. He fished out a plastic wrap, giving you a sense of relief as your heart continuously threatened to escape your chest. You watched as Calum pulled down his Tommy Hilfiger boxers to reveal his semi-hard member. 

“Give me a minute to–” Calum hitched his voice as his hand went down to his member. But you quickly sat up and grabbed his hand with both of yours. His hazel eyes met with yours, twinkling as you bit your bottom lip. 

“Allow me,” you said quietly, standing up to let him sit down at the edge of the bed. Getting on your knees, you felt the carpet hug them. Your eyes were finally leveled with Calum’s hard-on as you took it into your small hands. 

“Mmph,” Calum moaned, goosebumps rising all around his body as your cold touch felt him. With both hands wrapped, you beginning stroking his member up and down slowly. Small grunts escaped the Maori boy’s mouth as you gradually went faster. “P-please, Y/N, use your–” 

You blew a bit of air on Calum’s tip before you licked it gently with your tongue. A loud ‘fuck’ left Calum’s lips as you closed your lips around it. You felt his dick twitch slightly in your mouth as you put more of him in it. Taking in all you can fit, you began to swipe your tongue around it. Veins made your tongue go through a bumpy path as you continuously went up and down his member. 

“Are you humming? Fuck-!” Calum exclaimed as you sent vibrations down his member. You suddenly felt his large hand weave into your hair, pulling you off his dick quickly. You look up at him and pout, having pre-cum drip down your puckered lips and chin. “Sh-shit,” Calum muttered as your tongue cleaned off your face. 

“Did I do something wrong?” You asked innocently, having Calum flush as his hands cupped my cheeks. 

“With your sucking on my dick and that pretty face that you made as you did– I was gonna cum, baby,” Calum whispers as he planted a kiss on your forehead. “I wanted to cum while in you, so let’s get a move on, shall we?” 

“Okay,” you whispered back, taking Calum’s offered hands as he lifts you up to your feet once more. As you were trying to get on the bed though, Calum grabbed your hips and halted you. “Baby…?” 

“Your knees,” Calum said as both pairs of eyes fell to your knees. They were slightly rashed up from the carpet. His calloused hands rubbed down your thighs and to your knees, making you throb as his thumbs tapped on them gently. “I’m sorry.” As he apologized, he gently gave both knees a kiss before standing up and placing you on the bed. “Sit up, beautiful.”

“Mm,” you hummed, sitting up as Calum quickly attached his lips back on yours. You felt his hands fumble to your back, messing with the latch of your bra. You began to giggle at Calum’s attempts as he messed with your bra. “Babe–” you tried to detach from his lips, but he was craving for you. He wouldn’t stop kissing you until you pressed his pecks and pushed him back lightly. 

“Y/N?” Calum questioned, looking a little sad as you looked into those almond eyes of his. 

“Cal, it’s a front-latch bra,” you giggled, pointing at the latch between your breasts as Calum flushed. 

“Shush, I knew that,” Calum stubbornly mumbled before he violently took off the latch and ripped your bra from your body. He quickly pushed you back on the bed, having you squeal as your back once more touched the cotton sheets. Calum once more pressed his plump lips to yours as one of his hands grabbed hold of your right breast. You moaned into his mouth as he began tweaking with your pink bud. He quickly left your lips as he began tracing kisses from you cheek, down to your neck and collarbone. 

“Calum!” You screamed, encouraging Calum to go down to your left breast. Instantly, his lips latched themselves onto your nipple and your back arched with pleasure. “Ah, Cal– mph!” Your voice kept hitching as the pleasure was too immense and everlasting. Calum nibbled at your mound a bit as he swiped your perked bud with his tongue. 

“I can’t handle this anymore, I have to be inside you,” Calum growled as he ripped your soaked panties from your body. You squealed slightly at his sudden strength, watching as the pantie fell somewhere on the floor.

“You’re paying for that,” you sassed as Calum grabbed the condom and opened it. Chuckling, he slipped the moistened latex on his throbbing member as he bent down once more. 

“Will do, Princess,” Calum said with a smirk before looking you dead in the eyes. “Are you ready?” With a simple nod, Calum quickly slammed himself in you, having you shut your eyes and let out a moan. 

“C-alum!” You choked a bit, grabbing onto the bed sheets helplessly as Calum began thrusting inside you. Your moans became music to his ears as it never stopped. As you were, Calum was busy admiring you from above. He walked as your breasts jumped up and down from his thrusting, with your face full of pleasure and lust for him. It was so selfish of him, but at that moment, he realized how much he wanted you back. He wanted you all to himself so he can be absorbed in you and show you off to the world. He regretted the day that you were no longer his and wanted to savor this very moment if you didn’t take him back. 

“All mine,” Calum growled into your ear as he sped up his pace. 

“Calum– ah, shit!” You cried, pulling the sheets off of the bed as the bedframe began to creak. You couldn’t see, but you heard the headboard begin to hit the wall harshly. “I-I’m gonna–!” 

“S-same–” Calum groaned, having him grab the sheets besides your head as he increased his speed to as fast as he can go. But Calum finally hit it, and you felt yourself release all over his covered member. You felt jolts of his cum in his condom as it constantly spewed from his tip. “Y/N… Y/N…” The two of you were breathing hard as Calum removed himself from you and slipped off the condom. You crawled over to the headboard to see the wall now dented with a hole in it. You watch as bit of concrete was falling from the wall like a waterfall. 

“You’re paying for that,” you say with a laugh as you crawled under the covers. You watch Calum chuckle and throw the condom on the ground somewhere. He quickly joined you under the covers as he grabbed your chin and gave you a gentle kiss on the lips. 

“I’ll pay for it, I promise,” Calum said, giving you your favorite cheeky smile. “And your panties.” He winked at you and you couldn’t help but snort at him. You then sighed as your index finger rubbed against his feather tattoo. 

“Did… did she really not mean anything to you?” You whispered painfully, having Calum understand immediately who you were referring to. Calum quickly lifted your chin up so you met his gaze. His eyes were serious, with his jawline tensing up a bit. 

“She meant absolutely nothing to me,” Calum said truthfully. “If I’m being honest with you, I have no idea why I did what I did. But I have never regretted such a choice so much in my entire life. My heart literally hurt for you as you were no longer by my side. I hated it so much, but I knew you wanted to be away from me and I respected that. But I didn’t know you really wanted me to try for you and I simply gave up. I’m so sorry, Y/N, but if you give me another chance, I swear–” 

You quickly shut him up with a kiss. You swallowed his apology before detaching once more and giving him a small smile. Moving closer to him, you wrapped your arms around his neck and rested your face against his chest. 

“Consider this your second chance,” you whispered against his chest before you closed your eyes. You felt Calum’s heart beat fast as he wrapped his strong arms around you and placed his chin on your head. Closing your eyes, you found yourself growing tired. 

“I love you,” Calum whispered before falling asleep. You blushed, feeling your heart skip too many beats. You pressed your lips against his chest, giving him a gentle kiss before smiling. 

“I love you, too,” you whispered before your eyes fluttered shut and you entered a deep slumber. 

UPDATED: FAKE RELATIONSHIP AU
Harry and Louis fake a relationship for publicity. Eventually it becomes a lot less fake and a lot more real.“Do you want to fuck stuff up Louis?” Harry asked with a dark look to the corner of the room where Harry McGee was laughing with an old friend.
Louis nodded; he knew Harry’s story and Harry knew his. Harry had Kendall, Louis had Eleanor and they both had their managers and their bands and their stupid fake images because a celebrity had to be straight.
Harry took Louis’ small hand in his and pulled him through the crowds and various rooms until they were stood in front of two pulsing speakers where Niall was filming Liam on the decks. Harry looked at Niall’s phone, saw where the camera was pointing and pulled Louis right into it’s view.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Harry checked, leaning over Louis almost protectively. “I hardly know you.”
“You don’t need to.” Louis replied with a swallow and Harry pulled him in for a kiss that Louis hadn’t realised he was waiting for.
OR
An AU where Louis is the lead singer of The Rogues, Harry is the lead singer of White Eskimo and both are sick of being in the closet so kiss one night to fuck with the mediaHarry could barely breathe at even the possibility of getting to be Louis Tomlinson’s fake boyfriend. Louis was his favorite actor since childhood, when Louis was also a child on the big screen. The guy he had always looked up to. The guy whose poster he used to kiss every night before bed. The guy whose movies Harry would watch all night until his eyes couldn’t possibly stay open anymore. Harry was pretty sure Louis Tomlinson wasn’t even real—he couldn’t be.
or the fake relationship au where Harry is an aspiring musician and also Louis’ biggest fan–until he actually meets him.Though Harry is glad Liam cares about him, he also really hates that Liam cares about him. Liam’s coworker Louis really isn’t Harry’s type - he probably even listens to commercial radio, for God’s sake.
In which Harry and Louis go to great lengths to appease Liam, Louis’s taste in music broadens dramatically, and Harry stops pretending to be a Huge Pretentious Douche all the time.AU. Louis’ ex doesn’t get jealous of anyone besides Harry. Harry helps Louis use that to his advantage.Notoriously closeted boyband member Harry Styles is famous on a global scale, meanwhile Louis, as his best friend, is back home in Manchester, living the typical life of a 24 year old. When Harry needs Louis with him in LA, a publicity stunt gone wrong changes their friendship forever.
A fake-relationship AU between two lifelong best friends.

The One Direction PR management team decides that Harry needs to get married. Harry doesn’t want to. Louis comes up with the perfect solution to the problem.

AU. As the first British footballer to come out at the prime of his career, it helps that Louis Tomlinson is in a long-term, committed relationship. Even if that relationship is fake. (Featuring Niall as Louis’ favourite teammate, Liam as Louis’ agent, and Zayn as Liam’s boyfriend, who just happens to be good friends with one Harry Styles.)

Louis is going into the Army, Harry is going nowhere, and there’s nothing like a little identity fraud between friends.

“I’ll do it,” Harry offers brightly. No one even blinks. “I’ll do it?”
Louis sighs irritably. “Shut up,” he orders, tossing a pillow in the general direction of Harry’s face. This is a terrible time for jokes, especially Harry’s lame, old people ones.
Not that it was an old people joke. Just that most of the time Harry’s jokes consist of knock-knocks or terrible puns. The type of jokes old people like, Louis’ pretty sure. His nan always finds them hilarious when Harry tells her one.
Harry bats the pillow out of the air without even blinking. “Be reasonable, Lou,” he says in his most reasonable voice.
Louis is perfectly reasonable, thank you very much, and he’s also frustrated and upset and tired and he really wants to punch something. Maybe he should have held on to that pillow a little longer.
“You’re not gonna fucking do it,” he snaps. “That’s the last thing I need.”

After a misunderstanding with Liam’s mother, Louis agrees to accompany his best friend to a family wedding and pretend to be the world’s best boyfriend. But their simple plan goes awry when he learns that Harry, ex-boyfriend/ex-love of Louis’ life, will also be in attendance.

In the grand scheme of things, finding a date for a wedding should be no problem for Louis Tomlinson. He’s rich. He’s handsome. He’s reasonably well behaved. But when the wedding is for his lifelong best friend (and former boyfriend), and is happening in under a month, finding a date for the ceremony and accompanying festivities becomes more of an adventure than he ever could have planned for.

when actor Louis Tomlinson used to daydream about dating Harry Styles, this is not what he had in mind.
  • Nobody shines the way you do (115k, chaptered)
    Louis pretends to be Harry’s boyfriend to help him win back his douchebag ex-boyfriend, but things don’t go according to plan.

And it is complete: Harry, Niall and Liam have all been effectively launched as solo artists with their social media profiles and online presence displaying new  images and branding.

As I was asking the other day - when will Louis be given this as well? He’s had a solo single out for nearly 4 months now. Apart from his sordid press and stunts, the public have no real idea who Louis Tomlinson even is - thanks (or no thanks) to his team!

anonymous asked:

What about an imagine where the RFA are already in relationships when they meet and fall in love with MC? How would they feel and what would they do? Eventually they find out that MC reciprocates their feelings but is keeping quite and holding back because of their relationships.

Gah! These ALMOST turned out into mini-fics!! There’s just so much material to work with >_<

For now, I only wrote Yoosung, Zen, Jaehee and Jumin. HOWEVER, due to Seven’s circumstances as a secret agent, I do not believe he would be in a relationship with anyone—even considering the possibility of a mission, it is unlikely that it would be long-term or serious.

If you’d like to see other characters for this ask, you may request it, but I’m also working on about 4 other asks right now, so please be patient <3 In the end, I’m writing for you guys anyway, so, I hope you’ll understand!

Regardless, I hope you enjoy!! I had fun writing this ^~^ (Jaehee’s might break your heart i mean what)

–R.I.

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