sitting on car

anonymous asked:

can people not chant what they want? It literally affects no one else. You just described someone paying all that to go to a show then called them assholes for chanting someone's name, who cares?

It literally affects no one else.

Firstly, thank you for the rundown on what my post said, as if I needed a play by play of my own words. Secondly, you’re wrong. I rarely will say that someone’s opinion is wrong, but you are wrong. In professional wrestling, athletes work their asses off to get to the point that they’re TV ready and performing in front of crowds on a weekly basis. There are countless hours at the gym and practicing in rings, and for some, years leading up to even getting the chance to practice in the WWE. Take guys like Cesaro, Kevin Owens, Sami Zayn, and several others. These are wrestlers who worked for a decade before getting to the WWE, so that they could sit in cars and airplanes for hours, be away from their families, away from their friends, their homes, pets, and so they can sit around backstage all night trying to stay sane, healthy, etc. and then spend 20 minutes getting kicked in the head, ribs, slammed on their backs, potentially blowing out several joints and tearing muscles only to have some shitbag wrestling fans chant a wrestler’s name because LOLOLOLOL IT’S FUN TO TROLL.

Bro, fuck you, honestly. You think it affects no one? You’ve never been at a show where a promoter says to you, “Look, this is where we’re going over the next month with this story.” and thought to yourself, “Well, that’s fucking stupid, but I’m getting paid and these people know what works.” Then, to have go out and do shit that you know crowds will hate, that you know won’t work out as planned, and to give it your all anyway just to have people shit all over your match that you worked your fucking ass off on because they dislike the idea. Today, wrestling fans are both the best and worst that they’ve ever been, in that the average fan knows enough about wrestling that they “get” what’s going on, but they treat it one of two ways: either they’re cool with it, they support it, and they try to understand that there’s a bigger picture, or they behave like children. Fans who chant “CM Punk” at shows are basically saying “ahhhh fuck this shit, I don’t care about these wrestlers busting their asses for me, move along”. It’s horseshit. If someone has a problem with something, they need to realize a few things:

1. You are not the only fan in attendance. Every wrestling fan is different. Every fan has their own preferences, whether it be female wrestlers, luchadors, powerhouses, technicians, hardcore guys, tag teams, gimmick matches, whatever. I like it all, personally, but everybody’s different. To say that your favorite style of wrestling or your favorite matches are the only ones that should be featured is not only selfish, it’s fucking disrespectful.

2. Unless you’re involved in professional wrestling, you do not know what it’s like. Think about Natalya, right? A gal who grew up watching her dad bust his ass for decades, who went to Japan and trained meticulously to be one of the best wrestlers in the game, and to be featured on TV as a Total Diva or in a gimmick where she farts all the time. That should put things into perspective, but if not… Wrestlers don’t get what they want. They don’t. Hell, the guy that this is focused around, CM Punk, left because he didn’t get what he wanted. He got the longest title reign in DECADES, had a WrestleMania match against The Undertaker, defended the WWE Championship against everybody and was only finally beaten by The fucking ROCK, and headlined in arenas around the world, and he STILL didn’t get what he wanted. What relevancy that has to my point is that you aren’t getting what you want, so imagine how they feel. A lot of times, and I’ve heard it said more in wrestling than anywhere else in life, wrestlers are forced to make chicken salad out of chicken shit, and if someone’s busting their ass in the ring 5 nights a week, show them some fucking respect and appreciation, or don’t come to shows.

3. Your trolling is ruining the experience for others. There are wrestling fans of all ages who are new to the sport. People’s kids, new relationships and friendships with others, and many other reasons why a WWE event might be someone’s first. Now imagine this is your first event, you’re REALLY getting into it, and some asshole nearby starts a CM Punk chant. You ask, “Who’s that? Is he/she in the match?” and someone says “Oh no, he use to wrestle but he hates wrestling now.” Suddenly, that whole “I’m bitter” story has to get told and said new fan is now exposed to something that was specific to ONE GUY. Now, to this person, it’s okay to just hate something and be an asshole about it. Fine, if that’s how you want to live, but think about a little kid who’s fucking PUMPED to see The Usos, or the cruiserweights, or the women’s matches, and they hear the crowd totally turn on the show and chant “CM Punk”. Congratulations, little kid: your favorite wrestler that you looked forward to seeing live for the last month or two is getting shit on. Enjoy that.

The bottom line is, people are getting awarded or defended for being douchebags and it’s absolutely ridiculous. Nobody should disrespect the athletes or the shows that they attend. There’s no “well, they paid money to do so” argument here: If you go to a show, and you enjoy shitting on the product, you’re a fucking asshole. We (and I say ‘we’ because I do this shit too) work our asses off to give you the best of our abilities. If you disrespect what I do, I have nothing but disdain for you, and I guarantee I’m not the only one who feels this way.

Crime scene photograph showing the injuries inflicted on Leno LaBianca, a victim of the Manson Family cult.

Mr LaBianca was a successful businessman who lived with his wife Rosemary. On August 10, 1969, he was awoken on the couch by Tex Watson and Charles Manson, who demanded all his money and his wife’s jewellery. After being tied to the bed and gagged, Tex Watson fetched a butcher’s knife from the kitchen and began stabbing Leno in a frenzy. Two female cult members - Leslie Van Houten and Patricia Krenwinkel - also grabbed knives and viciously attacked Rosemary LaBianca as she cowered on the floor begging for mercy. Charles Manson decided not to partake in the murders and was sitting outside in the car with the stolen property.

After Leno LaBianca was dead, Patricia was instructed to take the knife and mutilate him. She carved the words “WAR” into his abdomen, and used Rosemary’s blood to daub messages on the walls with her fingers. The three cultists then disappeared into the night.

Damon Salvatore Imagine

Getting a late night text from Damon wasn’t unusual. Every time he wanted to do something fun or drink he would call you. You were his saver. But this nights text wasn’t the same. It was short, no humor, no emotion. Just Please come to the spot. It was strange that’s why after getting this unusual text You ran out of the house. Getting closer to the spot you could see Damon sitting on his car. Being even closer now he lifted his hand waving and showing his almost empty bourbon bottle. “Look my drinking buddy finally showed up. I can tell you, now this is not my first and not last” he joked and you could see him trying to act like everything was fine. The fake smile Damon showed you knew all too well. You sat on the car and looked at him and he looked at you. Damon sighed finally showing his true feelings.He knew too well he couldn’t hide what was going on from you. You were the only person he trusted. When the two of you met he tried his best to push you away and treat you like everyone else but it didn’t work. Always calling him out on his bullshit and telling him how he isn’t fooling you made him realize you are not like everyone. Damon looked down at his almost empty bottle, took one more sip and spoke.

“I sometimes wish I wasn’t alive anymore. Can’t take all the supernatural shit” Damon looked at you. He knew you didn’t like him talking like this. “If I left this town, like for good..” he looked down and before he finished his sentence you finished it for him.

“I would come with you.” he looked at you with a smile on his lips. A real smile. He finished the bottle and dropped the bottle on the ground. While Damon wasn’t looking you pulled out a bottle, opened, took a sip and gave it to Damon. He smiled at you and took it. Both of you sat there drinking, enjoying the quite. “So, when are we leaving?” giving him the bottle you asked.

“You’re really going to come with me? You have a life here.” he said not really sure if it was okay for you to go with him.

“Yes. You know I’m not a fan of this place myself. There’s more out there. So when are we leaving?” Damon jumped of the car and held his hand out for you to take it.

“Now. If you really mean it. We can leave now.” without a hesitation, took his hand, jumped off the car.

“Let’s go see what’s out there” and you two left. Driving down paths you’ve never been on, visited places you’ve never seen. Just the two of you, leaving everything back and not even thinking about it.

Originally posted by kate-kami

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lmao I forgot I made this so I finished it.
this was just a little inside joke I was discussing about sugar daddy Viktor being extra af

Oh my god, in last night’s Bob’s Burgers, Bob takes Gene to a laser light rock show at the planetarium (super important to Bob, because it was his favorite when he was a teenager, and this is the last night before they’re closing the exhibit because it’s old and no one goes anymore, also it’s Bob’s birthday), and Gene has no idea what he’s in for, but he gets pumped for it anyway ‘cause Bob’s so excited about it, and finally they get in there and they’re watching it, and Gene has a sensory overload and kinda starts freaking out ‘cause he can’t handle it, so Bob takes him out and they sit in the car for a bit.  Gene’s angry because Bob didn’t tell him it would be so loud and scary, so Bob offers to play the album for Gene at a normal volume, and Gene starts to enjoy it, so he reclines the seats, takes out the cigarette lighter, tells Gene to pretend it’s a laser, and starts drawing in the air, explaining the plot to him (it’s like a full on Pink Floyd or Rush-esque rock opera about a bunch of robot overlords telling rockers that they can’t play music anymore, and one Rebel rising against them).  Gene gets really into it and decides he wants to see the finale of the laser show (which Bob regards as a life-changing experience), so they sneak back into the planetarium (there’s no re-entry allowed) with a few tricks that parallel the story from the album, and watch the climax of the show together (Bob fashions some earplugs for Gene out of a napkin).  On the way home, Bob’s asking Gene how he liked it, and Gene says “I loved it!”, Bob asks him to speak louder ‘cause his ear’s are shot, and Gene yells, “I LOVED IT, DAD”.  Bob yells back “I love you too, Gene”.

I FUCKING!!! CAN’T!!! DEAL!!!! WITH HOW GOOD THIS SHOW IS!!! I know i don’t talk about Bob’s Burgers a lot but this show is flawless and charming and gross and funny all at the same time, the characters are written like people with actual fears and anxieties, and unlike a lot of comparable shows, the comedy doesn’t come from the family being pitted against each other, it’s always the family against the world… I love it, I love it, it’s so pure and refreshing and still somehow manages to be funny without sacrificing it’s heart, and I fuckin’ love it, please watch Bob’s Burgers holy CRAP okay I’m done.

Hearts don't break around here :)

for @son-of-rome 😘

Sometimes, most times, she isn’t sure she deserves this happiness.

Like right now, sitting in the speckled morning sunlight of their tiny kitchen, legs swinging from the countertop, hot mug of coffee warming her fingers, as she watches the love of her life make pancakes. He’s telling a story and poking fun at himself to make her laugh. She doesn’t miss the pleased smile he tucks away when it works.

Percy gets batter splattered on his cheek and she loops a foot around his leg to pull him closer. He moves into her space effortlessly, fitting there without taking up any extra room. A small smile pressing his lips together and crinkling the skin around his eyes and he looks at her with those eyes of his and it’s one of those times when she can’t believe.

She can’t believe she deserves this, him.

(But then again, she can. She can believe that they are two souls who have been aching and aching with hurt and right now they deserve to be healing together.)

Annabeth puts down her coffee and swipes the batter off his cheek, watching him follow her movements. She dusts a kiss over the freckles on his nose and smiles when he laughs. Her cheeks ache so much with smiling and she only smiles more when he presses them between her palms, scrunching his nose right up to hers.

And this happiness. This bubbling, settling, silly happiness just fills her up and up and up. She loves this boy. From the top of his sleep-mussed hair to his finger-toes. In the corner of their own kitchen, with a cheesy song serenading them from the radio, and her boyfriend kissing smiles to her mouth, Annabeth feels so happy she can feel it spilling over and over.

(When she sees his happiness shining back at her, she knows they deserve this.)

She leans back just enough to see his face and tilts her head.

“What should we do today?” he asks her.

“This,” she says, chasing his lips, “and this and this and this.”

I really can’t get over how messy Harry Styles is. Like. That fucking bitch is one breath away from dropping 5 copies of his album on random street corners and tweeting out their coordinates just to sit in a car down the street and laugh as people knife each other for a copy.

Car Radio Drive
Halsey / Twenty One Pilots
Car Radio Drive

I discovered these two artists within a week of each other and I thought these songs might be soul mates. So I smushed them together like pb&j.

This is my original mashup but the songs I used are by Halsey and Twenty One Pilots. You know that. I know you know that. But I don’t want to get in trouble.

Enjoy! This was fun to make and I think it turned out pretty cool.

@p0sterboy made this album artwork for the mashup and it is AWESOME.