single ticket

anonymous asked:

Is it common to go to plays alone in NYC or would the box office look at me like a loser with no friends when I pick up only 1 ticket?

I go to the theater alone a lot- maybe all my friends have already seen it, or there’s only one ticket available, or other folks are flat-out not interested. I actually saw The Light Years by myself last week. I figure I’m going to sit in the dark for the bulk of it anyway, who cares if there’s a person with me? I do miss chatting with someone after the show but there’s twitter for that.If you’re really concerned about looking like a loser, get there closer to show time so you aren’t standing around in the lobby by yourself for a long time.

And now, my infamous story about going to the theater alone:

My friends who worked for TDF had an extra ticket to Jerusalem on Broadway. It was a single ticket off to the side, away from their group, but I said sure because it was free Mark Rylance. I was late getting to my seat so I sat in a free aisle seat for the first act, then climbed over an elderly couple to my actual seat during the first intermission. The guy sitting in the seat next to mine turns to the elderly couple and says jokingly “I told you she didn’t stand me up!” And I said “I don’t know you!” and long story short, we’ve been together for 5.5 years. 

REMEMBER AT THE 1989 TOUR WHEN THE FINAL VIDEO HAD JUST FINISHED PLAYING AND IT WAS ALL DARK AND QUIET AND THEN THE SECOND THE SHAKE IT OFF DRUMBEATS STARTED THE STADIUM JUST E X P L O D E D W/ NOISE AND LIGHTS BECAUSE EVERYONE, FROM THE MOST DEDICATED STANS TO THE CHAPERONE DADS TO THE RANDOM DRUNK 40 YEAR WOMEN WHO HAD WON FREE TICKETS, EVERY SINGLE PERSON IN THE ROOM KNEW WHAT WAS COMING AND U JUST FELT LIKE NOTHING BAD WOULD EVER HAPPEN AGAIN BC U WERE SHAKING IT OFF WITH THOUSANDS OF STRANGERS AND U REALLY TRULY FELT LIKE MAYBE EVERYTHING REALLY WAS GONNA BE ALRIGHT

boyf riend headcanons for the soul

-It’s not uncommon at all for Michael to wake up and see Jeremy staring at him. Jeremy always gets super red but Michael grins and thinks it’s the most adorable thing in the world.

-Michael often calls Jeremy his everything. (More sappy nicknames for him include: pup/puppy, marshmallow, and his kasintahan.)

-Jeremy will call Michael his anchor. (Other nicknames include: honey, big guy/hunk, knockout, and Ibig.)

-Michael flirts with Jeremy in languages he cannot understand. Nonetheless, it never fails to fluster him. ((The whole time Michael is actually just telling Jeremy what he wants for lunch in Filipino.))

-One of the things they’re never sure about is who should walk on what side of the sidewalk (aka: the masculine one/man is supposed to walk on the side closest to the road). They end up flipping a coin to see who walks on which side (this happens every date).

-Jeremy is shy about affection all around but Michael is only hesitant at first. Michael is the kind of guy that always wants to be close. (A few examples include: pinkie fingers that are always locked together as they’re walking side by side, Michael always pulling Jeremy close to himself when they sit down, and Jeremy combing his fingers through Michael’s hair whenever they’re alone, which Michael fucking purrs at).

-As said before, they switch on a lot of things. Michael seems to like being the big spoon a majority of the time, but is a sucker for when he is curled up against Jeremy. They often try to make meals for each other, and (although Michael organizes it out a bit more,) at least once a month can’t help in buying the other male a gift.

-Michael is NOT a morning person. Whenever Jeremy sleeps over, he’s usually the first person to wake up. But no matter how deep of sleep Michael is in, the moment he feels Jeremy start to move, he will entangle his arms around him and hold him so tight that struggling is not an option, mumbling persuasively that it isn’t time to get up yet. Jeremy is never a big fan of this at first, but eventually sulks back against Michael and drifts off back to sleep feeling awfully comfy. (Michael falls back asleep with a satisfied smile, which Jeremy has caught before, though pretends not to notice.)

-One of their favorite dates is actually roller skating(?). Half for the skating, a bit for the food, and half for the arcades in the back of the place they go to. Michael tends to show off to Jeremy (and has to help him up from falling a LOT), but after lunch they go into the game room and at least an hour later emerge with handfuls of tickets. Every single time they try and save their tickets for one of the more expensive prizes, but end up spending them on glow in the dark trinkets and cool dice and small plushies. They have the usual diner date while they munch on nachos and snow cones, all the while trying to keep their balance (because every table is full and they are still in their skates).

-Jeremy is really good at calming Michael down when he needs it. He’ll rub his back or wrap an arm around him and pull him close. Michael never fails to lean into his touch and murmur a thanks. (This actually happens a few times a week, as sometimes just the stress of the day wears off on Michael, and he has to take a break to relax and calm down at the end of the day. He can do it alone, but Jeremy insists on being there for him.)

-On one of their dates they somehow ended up doing karaoke. Michael was very giddy and happy and with the help of Jeremy (and vice versa), got up in front of like twenty people and sang with Jeremy’s hand in his. Even though there were lots of distractions and he didn’t know all of the words, Jeremy was taken aback, because holy shit can Michael sing. Because of how excited and elated he was, there was lots of emotion behind Michael’s voice, and oh my god did Jeremy love it. He tried to compliment him afterwards, but he didn’t think Michael took it too seriously, as he simply squeezed his hand and kissed him in response.

(Yo my first actual “work” on this blog aha!! Hope you all enjoy! Feel free to drop off some requests, as requests are open now!! ヽ(‘ ∇‘ )ノ

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The 15 Emotional Stages of Buying Harry Styles Tickets
Just stop your crying, have the time of your life.

1. Constant state of low-key misery brought on by not getting tickets the first time around. I’m really happy for all five of you that got tickets to the original tour, but I also wouldn’t be mad if you fell seriously ill and had to sell them to me. What’s that? Oh yes, you can definitely eat mayonnaise after it’s been left out in the sun for 36 hours.

2. Elation that Harry has added additional tour dates. This must be what it feels like to win the lottery, or at least trivia night when you’re playing against your nemesis who thinks you’re stupid for remembering how many Twilight movies there are. (Sorry bro, but you’re the idiot for not knowing the answer is five.)

3. Fear that they’re at even smaller venues than the original tour. I swear to god if he tries to do this at some 500-person club, I will take a lighter to my special-edition vinyl copy of Harry Styles and never look back.

4. Return of the elation when you realize it’s a stadium tour. Goddamn it, Harry, this is a real roller coaster! My emotions haven’t gotten this much of a workout since March 25, 2015. (If you have to ask what happened on that date, you will be denied entry at the door of each and every tour stop.)

5. Anxiety that will not abate until the on-sale date arrives. “Well, doctor, my symptoms are I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, and every time I see photos of Harry Styles, it feels like I’m having a heart attack.”

6. Unadulterated rage at Ticketmaster for implementing this insane Verified Fan program. So much for getting an American Express card just so I could participate in the American Express presale. This really feels like a personal attack.

7. Terror that you will not receive a Verified Fan code. What the hell does “randomly selected” mean, Ticketmaster? Is this sweatshirt I’m wearing of all Harry’s tattoos where they are on his body not verification enough for you?

8. Intense preparation the likes of which you have not undertaken since studying for your SATs. Code, copy and pasted. Credit cards, staged. Ticketmaster account, logged into. Boyfriend, enlisted to try for the other dates within public transit distance. All systems go!

9. More rage. Oh my god, so much rage. HOW? HOW, HARRY? HOW COULD THEY ALREADY BE SOLD OUT? IT’S BEEN 0.00001 SECOND. HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME? I LOVED YOU. IS WHAT WE HAD NOT REAL?

10. Denial that there could somehow be only one single ticket left in the entire arena. This thing seats 20,000 people, and you’re telling me there aren’t two seats left together in the entire building?

11. Acceptance that you will just have to buy that one ticket and sit alone. I’m a strong, independent woman who doesn’t need a concert buddy. Anyone who thinks it’s weird that a 30-year-old adult is sitting alone at a Harry Styles concert is obviously just jealous that they’re not brave enough to sit alone at a Harry Styles concert.

12. Annoyance at someone having the gall to text you during your Very Important Ticket Buying Session. The nerve. I am Very Busy right now and cannot be bothered, especially if this is you, Verizon, texting to say that I’m almost out of data. I fucking know, OK?

13. HOLY SHIT, IT’S TICKETMASTER SAYING HE’S ADDED ANOTHER DATE. Praise be to the most high Beyoncé (I assume this was her doing).

14. Prayer and reflection. “Dear Lord, I know I haven’t been to church since George W. Bush was in office, but I promise I’ll go back and never take Your name in vain again if You find me four tickets together, so I can sit with the whole crew.”

15. A feeling of deep satisfaction and peace. VICTORY IS MINE! See you in church on Sunday.

I’M CRYING IS THIS REAL LIFE

AM I TRULY ALIVE

So these are special ticket illustrations for the Kuroko no Basuke: Last Game movie, and you can either buy a single ticket for 1500 yen (it’s not stated if you can choose which one you want or if it’s random) or buy the double ticket for 2800 yen (good for two people).

AND APPARENTLY THE DOUBLE TICKET IS NOT PERFORATED (MEANING IT’S NOT MEANT TO BE TORN APART).

So if you want both Akashi and Kuroko, you might have to drag a friend with you or pay for the double ticket even if you’re alone. (Or keep watching until you hopefully get both illustrations.) (Edit: According to Fye, these are pre-sale tickets and will be sold on March 4th. GOOD LUCK.)

I SEE WHAT YOU DID THERE, STAFF. VERY SMART MARKETING STRATEGY.

Reunion || Archie Andrews

Request: ‘Can you do one where the reader is famous she’s a singer then she moves back to Riverdale she was friends with Archie, Betty, and Jughead and Archie always had a crush on her’ - from Anon

A/N: This took me forever to write because I haven’t written a fic in a bit, and was distracted so i’m sorry if it isn’t the way you had hoped it’d be! The idea was pretty good and I tried to write it well. Enjoy guys, requests are open as well!

Warnings: None

Words with quotes and italics like ‘this’ are either thoughts, or text messages.

A * symbol means that a flashback is occurring.

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Archie, Betty, and Jughead all remembered the day you had told them you were leaving. It was an emotional day, especially being middle schoolers, you all thought it was the last day you’d ever see each other, and it was depressing to say the least.

Although, you were all wrong. Granted it took years but when you got the news that you were going to Riverdale, a ball of anxiety and excitement began to form in the pit of your stomach.

Your mind began to race, ‘do they even remember me? Do they know i’m a singer now?’ were the main two questions that were popping up. You were going to preform in the same town as your childhood friends, and you were sure they’d be there. Riverdale was small, and it took convincing to get a stop there on your tour, a singer from out of town coming there meant everyone would know.

Part of you was excited, to have a chance at seeing your friends again, but part of you was scared. They might have left, forgotten or just moved on, but before you could think any further you were being called again.

Everyone at Riverdale had begun to talk about the concert coming to the small town, especially Betty, Jughead, and Archie. The three had all been excited, and slightly nervous about possibly reuniting with you, a certain redhead had been particularly more nervous, though.

The concert seemed to come up quicker than expected, excitement made time fly and as you sat there on the drive to Riverdale, your true home. Little did you know you were very right about the town knowing about you coming. Almost every single person had gotten tickets, and you also didn’t know that your old friends were coming, and they were more excited than you thought.

Archie was getting lectures about seeing you again from everyone, his dad, Betty, and especially Veronica and Jughead. Everyone had begun to push him to confess when he saw her, although for obvious reasons, the boy was hesitant.

In the middle of yet another rant- this one from both Jughead and Veronica, Archie had decided he had enough and cleared his throat, failing to get their attention, “You only have this chance, she totally remembers us and worst case she leaves and doesn’t come back, or keep in touch with-””Jughead, Veronica, i’ll do it” he said loudly, running his hands over his face, giving in to their reasoning.

Veronica got a devious look, grinning and hitting Jughead’s shoulder excitedly, “He’s gonna do it! Archiekins is gonna confess to his one true love!” was shouted, and Jughead allowed a smile to appear. Archie sighed, “You guys won’t let me back out now, would you?” he questioned, failing to prevent a smile.

Jughead shook his head, Veronica doing the same quickly, “Nope, no way” he mumbled, sitting down next to the redheaded boy and wrapping an arm around his shoulder lazily, “So, we need to sneak you to meet her after. We all know (Y/N) is a pretty big artist, we gotta help you get to her. That is, if she doesn’t come to you first” he said, voice taking on a tone that made Archie rethink his decision.

The next few days had been full of the others planning Archie’s confession, and the ‘reunion’ that they had hoped would happen. Everyone had minor doubts, but nothing seemed to put off the gang of excited teens.

Meanwhile, you had been preparing for the upcoming concert and were stressed out to say the least. The plan was to preform the concert, and afterwords you had been hoping to leave and reunite with your childhood companions.

Turns out those few days would fly by for both you and Archie, before you knew it you were up on the stage, instrument ready as you watched the rather large crowd in front of you. Well, it was large for Riverdale, anyway.

Glancing around, you began to feel disappointment flood you, right before you noticed three very recognizable heads poking out from the crowd. Immediately noticing who the heads at the front row belonged to, you grinned widely as the concert began.

Every second of the concert, Archie was cheering louder than anyone else there, although Jughead and Betty came pretty close. He screamed until his throat went raw, and before he knew it the concert was over and he was being pushed by the gang.

Jughead and the others went to the security guards, pretending to start an argument and distracting them temporarily as Archie ran past, ignoring the shouts behind him as he bumped into the familiar (H/C) haired girl.

Your eyes widened, not only at Archie but at the security guards running frantically after him, Jughead, Betty, and two new faces following. Biting back a laugh, you quickly hugged Archie, “Archie! It’s been so long I didn’t know if you were here- or if you remembered me-””I did- oh boy did I. Look I need to tell you-” he began to speak before the security walked up, grabbing him roughly.

It took about ten minutes for you to get the guards off, quickly deciding to go somewhere else, which ended up being Pop’s. Quickly you got to know the two new people, Veronica who seemed like a pretty nice person, and Kevin who consistently brought up his boyfriend.

People began to leave, first Kevin, then Betty and Veronica, and eventually Jughead left, nudging both you and Archie obnoxiously as he did. Archie rolled his eyes, turning to you, “So I need to tell you something before I decide to bail on it” he said quickly, rubbing his hands together anxiously.

You nodded, eyebrows furrowing, “Yeah, it may have been forever but you can talk to me, I don’t exactly have any other friends despite popular belief” you said, smiling uncertainly.

Archie inhaled deeply, “Well, I like you… a lot- and I have liked you since we were kids. It just kind of got bigger and when I found out you were coming I just had to tell you- you don’t have to feel the same but-” he quickly stopped talking as he felt your lips against his own.

He quickly leaned forward, pressing his lips against hers until they heard a loud bang, separating and glancing at the window next to them, they saw Jughead cheering from the other side, giving Archie a thumbs up and winking at you.

Both you and Archie stepped outside, and the night continued, this time with no interruptions from a beanie wearing friend.

Originally posted by daddybetty

weird movie theater customers i have had: 

  • a guy whose total was $19.46. after he saw the number he started ranting to me about how “1946 is the year when the death started in WW2″
  • a guy who came in and yelled at me bcuz my theater “doesn’t change our movies”  and wouldn’t believe me when i told him that we only get 1-2 new movies a week
  • a guy who refused to have me help him after i insinuated that Adam Sandler’s career is dwindling
  • a guy who tried to pay me in arcade tokens. my movie theater doesn’t even use tokens for our arcade games. 
  • (i’m not allowed to let people into the theater unless they have a valid ticket) every single guy who yells at me because “DO I REALLY LOOK LIKE THE TYPE WHO WOULD SNEAK INTO A MOVIE”, storms past me, and immediately tries to sneak into a movie
  • a woman who literally handed me a child and ran away

honestly

One Direction: A Tale of No Sleep

May: new single from Niall. Tour tickets for Harry on sale. Slow release of Harry songs until album drop.

June: Dunkirk promo and probably song and album promo from Niall and Harry. Maybe a song drop from Liam/Louis.

July: Dunkirk. Still possible music drops from Li/Lou/Ni, because I’ll be broke.

August: probably teasings or releases of new music from Louis, Liam, &/or Niall.

September: Harry tour. Who knows, probably new music or album drop from Niall/Liam/Louis because they like to make us broke all at one time

October-December: No sleep ever. You can’t. You’ll probably miss something.

New Year: Still no sleep, no money, no rest.

Who are you? - Andre Burakovsky

Requested by Anon: Hi! First of all, great work with the oneshots! Could I request a one shot where you are a singer who knows nothing about hockey and in one of your concerts in DC some of the caps go to it and you get Andre Burakovsky on stage for a song without knowing who he is and don’t understand why the people are going crazy about it. Thanks in advance :)

A/N: Omg, this idea was so cute. I hope it is good enough and I’m sorry for any grammar mistakes! Thanks for requesting it.

Word count: 1464

Warnings: nope

Originally posted by welbecks

I can hear the crowd screaming my name and I can’t help it but to smile. I have been in the music industry for a while now, but the nerves before a concert are always there. It is a sold out night, every single ticket had been sold for my show at the Verizon Center in Washington DC and I can’t stop bouncing around like a newby giving her first concert in front of a couple hundred people.

“(y/n), you are up in two” my stage coordinator, Michael, yells at me and I give him a small nod.

Today was my first show after winning a Grammy award and feel like I’m still dreaming; it feels like it was yesterday when I was doing small gigs on bars and pubs around my city, getting paid with pizza and twenty dollars.

I hear my queue and grab my mic from its stand, ready to get on stage.

“3…2…1…go, go” Michael looks at me and I climb up the stair of the stage and make my entrance.

The whole stage is dark and the spotlight is on me, blinding me for a second. My guitarist starts playing the first chords of my first song and the crowd goes crazy. I have decided to change the song list for the rest of the tour and no one expected me to start with my first single.

“Good night, DC” I say, walking down the small set of stairs I have on the stage “I hope you remember this song… it’s been a while since it came out”

They cheer and I smile, starting to sing the lyrics of the song that put me on the spotlight of the music world. I’ve written, or at least co-written, every single one of my songs. I like to sing about what I feel, what I’ve been through, instead of just singing lyrics that I don’t relate to. It has never been about the money for me, I’ve always wanted to write songs that are relatable. My lyrics talk about love and happiness and heartbreak and rough times and life in all its sides.

“It is so great so be back” I like to take time between songs to thank the fans for all they do for me and tonight is not an exception “Last time I was here it was for my last tour… oh no, I’m lying. I came to see the Wizards play a couple months ago… Go Wizards!” I say and everyone cheers when I see a red jersey flying to the stage. I go over where it has fallen and grab it “Washington Capitals, huh? Andre Burakovsky? I’m not a hockey fan, but I might need to get into it… what do you say Washington?” and everyone screams.

I put my mic on the ground and put on the hockey jersey, which looks extremely baggy on me and goes to mid thigh, making me look like I’m just wearing the jersey and my boots.

“What do you think?” and I hear whistles “okay… I’ve been wanting to do this for a while in my concerts and I’ve never been allowed, but I’m feeling quite naughty tonight” more screams and I chuckle, walking on the catwalk looking at the people on the sides of the stage, noticing and rather large group of guys with what it seems are their girlfriends. All of them are smiley and seems like they are having a good time when I notice one of the guys is by himself, no lady attached.

“Hey, do you want to come up here?” I say to him and I see all his friends patting his back and pushing him around as he walks to the stage, getting help from my security team to get on.

And then all I can hear are screams and people going absolutely crazy. I have never seen anything like this before. I look at him, raising my eyebrow and he just smiles at me like he doesn’t know what it’s going on either. He is tall, way taller than me, and has the cutest face with wild curls of brown hair that give him a really innocent look.

“What’s your name?” I ask him, pretending to be an interviewer and moving the mic in front of his face.

“Andre” he has a slight accent, but I can’t pin point where he is from.

“Do you think you will know the next song?” I wonder, and he smirks.

“Try me” and the crowd goes absolutely mental, yelling his name and taking tons of pictures.

I give a nod to my band and they start playing my latest single and he smiles, leaning over so our head are at the same height.

“I have this one on repeat on my phone lately” he has to scream for me to hear him and I just give him a little push, laughing.

Andre turns out to be really fun on stage, dancing and singing and we just have a really good time. I have never seen that many phones out in my shows and I’m kind of shocked, but I brush it off and try to finish the song. Andre goes back with his friends and I keep the show going until the very last song, which is a new and unheard one from my next album.

“You are too good to me, DC” I say, grabbing my guitar from its stand and sitting on the edge of the stage, legs hanging. “This is the last song of the night and I want to give you a little treat. I won my first Grammy Award the other night and I can’t be more thankful for everything you do for me guys…” I say, getting my mic on the small stand a member of my crew has set for me so I can play “This is a new song, it is called Neither black or white and it is about those times where you are not feeling that great but you don’t even know why. I hope you like it”

The whole arena is quiet while I sing and it is a beautiful scene. I wonder if they are liking it or not, but my doubts are solved when I finish and everything goes dark, indicating the end of the show, and everyone yells and screams. I get up and make my way back to backstage while the lights are out.

“Thank you, DC” and the lights come back up.

Michael is the first one to hug me, but the rest of the crew is quick to follow. It is a routine to be honest, I like to thank everyone for making the show possible.

“(y/n), go change. There are a lot of VIPs today” my manager says and I nod, walking to my changing room and taking off my stage clothing and changing into a pair of jeans, a sweater and a pair of converse.

I always hold meet and greets for VIPs. It is not included on the ticket, but they spend way too much money and I like to give back to them. It takes me about half an hour to meet everyone and take selfies and sign merchandise and just try to make everyone feel special.

“Time for famous VIPs” my manager indicates me while getting in a smaller room.

And then I see them, the big group of guys, their girlfriends and Andre. I look at them and then look at my manager, back at them and then my manager again.

“(y/n), I’d like to introduce you to Alex Ovechkin, Tom Wilson, Jay Beagle, TJ Oshie, Niklas Backstrom, Nate Schmidt and Andre Burakovsky from the Washington Capitals” my manager says and I can tell he is holding a laugh.

“Everything makes sense now” I mutter and everyone laughs “I didn’t know what was going on, why everyone was being so loud”

“Yeah, our baby is well known among the Washington ladies” Ovechkin says, messing with Andre’s hair.

“Hey, is it true that you have never been to a hockey game?” a big guy with blue eyes and dark hair asks, Tom Wilson? Ugh, I suck at names.

“Yes. My family is a basketball family, I never watched hockey growing up”

“We need to change that. You should come to tomorrow’s game” Jay Beagle says “Burky right there is injured and won’t be playing tomorrow, so he could explain the game to you”

I think about it for a few seconds, going over my schedule.

“Yeah, I think I can make it” I agree and all of them smile.

“And you already have the best player on the team’s jersey” Andre comments and everyone cracks up again.

Reveries Chapter 2

Originally posted by aryasrk

Description: The park of Westworld was created with the hopes of providing a place for people to experience and do all that they’ve always secretly wanted to do. To enrich the experience, hosts were created, similar to human beings in almost every single way. They breathed, they ate, and they bled. They were controllable and malleable, perfect for anything the customer wanted. But not everything is what it seems at first glance.

Genre: AU, action, angst, smut

Rating: 18+

Word count: 11.6k

Warning: AU, possible triggers, mentions of miscarriage, prostitution, violence, gore, sex scenes, foul language, NOT a ReaderxAny member of BTS fic, NOT a MemberxMember shipping fic.

Reveries: 01

A/N: I was going to wait to post this tomorrow (evening time for all you west side of the world folks just waking up), but I’m too giddy to wait. With this chapter, we begin to get into the overall plot of the series. I’m so stoked for the chapters coming after this. Many thanks to @ellieljade for keeping me motivated, being my cheerleader, and beta-ing this for me. Your love for Jimintine surpasses anyone else’s lmfao. (Speaking of - be sure to check out the mood board she made for this! You can see it here).

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Stay Alive for Me (Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader) Part 5

Originally posted by thedivorcecrockpot

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Teenaged!Reader

Requested?: No

Prompt: Lin finds a teenage girl unconscious at his doorstep and decides to nurse her back to health. As her stay is extended, Lin finds himself attached to the troubled teen that captured his heart.

Words: 1700+

Warnings: FLUFFFF and Father/Daughter-style bonding

Masterlist / Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part Four / Part Six /

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“You can set up your laptop on the kitchen counter or the coffee table,” Lin said, setting your suitcase and violin case next to the couch. “I have a trundle bed in my room you can sleep on too.” 

You grunted in response. You set your laptop case on the kitchen counter and joined Lin in the living room, plopping down on the couch, Lin sitting down next to you. You managed to grab all your clothes, your laptop, your violin, and the jar of money under your bed. You had been slowly stealing money from your dad, saving it up for enough money to buy the bus tickets you needed to get to Albany. In the jar were about five hundred dollars and sixty-four cents. But, now that your dad was locked away in custody, you didn’t really need the money. You can just save it for a rainy day.

“How are you feeling, (Y/N)?” Lin asked, laying the back of his hand on your forehead. “Your fever is going down faster than I thought. Good thing, too. It should be gone before next Saturday.”

You felt a warmth fill your chest and your heart started beating quickly in excitement. Next Saturday, you were going to be watching the premiere of Hamilton from the stage wing instead of the audience. Lin couldn’t get you a ticket but he managed to pull a few strings and now, you were going to hang out with the cast and ensemble as you watch the show. 

“I’m really excited.” You said, grinning brightly, making Lin chuckle and crack a smile. “I’ve never seen a musical live before. It’s going to be awesome!” 

“The cast is really nice too,” Lin commented. “I’m sure they’ll love you.”

“I hope so.” You said, sitting back into the couch cushions. “My social anxiety is going to be the death of me.”

Lin chuckled, patting your head. He sat back to, mimicking you and staring up at the ceiling. “We have a few hours left of daylight. Want to go anywhere?”

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OFF Characters as Drivers

The Batter
-A huge stickler to rules
-You can rely on him to never get a single ticket when driving
-Only exception? If he sees a ghost, then its PURIFICATION TIME
-be prepared for super fast driving then
-his car has that new car smell
-surprsingly he doesn’t care that much for his car. its just a cheap honda. 

The Judge and Valerie
-they can only drive if you give them a booster seat
-not that good because they can’t keep their paws on the steering wheel for long
-are required to share control of the steering wheel because one cat is not enough to turn the wheel

Dedan
-normally will follow most traffic rules, except…
-he’s the kind of person that will get caught road raging
-Still willing to pick you up, but he will be complaining about it the entire time
-its not that he doesn’t want to though
-probably because he saw some idiot driver and can’t believe they’re still alive

Japhet
-good driver, could be better, but aside from the occasional speeding or slowing, he’s ok
-if he could stop using his fire powers to make the car go faster that would be great
-everytime people (namely dedan and enoch) are being too loud in the back japhet threatens to use his fire powers.
-needless to say this gets people to quiet down
-when in his tiny bird form he can’t even drive in the first place
Enoch

-drives a wee too slow
-Gets distracted if he’s talking to the other passengers when driving
-also is frequently caught eating while driving
-also he drives a very big van. What do you expect? The car has to fit him in the first place, plus his workers if he takes them out

Vader Eloha
-super chill when driving
-you will never have to worry about going into a car accident
-her noodle arms help her multitask to take care of passengers
-hugo sits in the back with this weird collection of stuffed animals taking up the backseats. he always has the window seat to look outside and likes to read while going on trips. how he does not get motion sick is a mystery

Zacharie
-bends the rules a little. just a little
-its not noticable unless if you’re a traffic lawyer who memorizes every single traffic law aka the batter
-the batter yells at zacharie when he drives
-zacharie could honestly care less
-all that matters is delivering the goods on time and in one piece
-his trunk is really big because he removed the passenger seats to fit more stuff. his car has only two seats due to this

Sucre
-DO NOT GET IN THE CAR WITH HER
-her driving style is straight out a fast and furious movie
-if you want to engage with a car chase with the police she’s the woman to go to
-usually the first person to volunteer to go pick up someone
-her car smells funny though, and its pretty messy

Elsen
-are ok, just don’t interact with them, like , at all when they’re driving
-are very nervous when driving
-but since its part of the job they put up with it
-just please, PLEASE try not to nitpick their driving skills or else they will get even more nervous and become burnt

5

On this day in music history: June 28, 1986 - Wham! play their last live concert at Wembley Stadium in London. Dubbed “The Final”, the British pop music duo perform before a sold out audience of over 72,000 fans. With the demand for tickets topping 1,000,000 requests, originally two concerts are planned, but ultimately the decision is made to do only a single show. Tickets are priced at £13.50 (approx. $20 US), and sell out within fifteen minutes of going on sale. The day long event also includes the premiere of the film “Wham! Foreign Skies”, documenting the duos historic concerts in China in April of 1985. The concert also features guest appearances by Elton John and Duran Duran lead singer Simon LeBon. Though the concert is professionally filmed, to date, only brief clips have been shown publicly and has yet to be released in its entirety. Other than a brief appearance together during the encore of George Michael’s set at Rock In Rio in 1991, it is the last time that Wham! perform live in concert.

What do you do when you're at your lowest and you know you'll just be scrolling Tumblr and drinking all night?

Buy a single $30 ticket to decent seats at a Cubs game in an hour

Because if you’re gonna scroll Tumblr and drink alone

Might as well do it somewhere that has an opportunity for zen, surrounded by thousands of happy strangers

LA Concert Buddy?

I was fortunate enough to be able to snag a single ticket to Harry’s LA show, and am a bit nervous about going to a concert by myself. Would love to meet up with one or more larries beforehand even if we are seated eons apart during the actual show. I’d also be interested in doing a rainbow direction meetup if there is one. I’m a queer grad student in my late 20s, she/her pronouns, louie harrie larrie, in the fandom since June 2015. Wasn’t able to go to otra so I’m super stoked and in shock that I was lucky enough to get this ticket. 

PM me at @jostylinsonsays if you’re interested. :) It might take me a tad to get back to you bc I’m in the middle of finals and everything is pain.

Best, Bert 

P.S. If you could reblog that would be awesome bc I’m a v small blog.