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reasons to love @the-real-team-starkid

• they’re the people who did a very potter musical
• they continuously create quality works
• all of their ten full-length musicals are up absolutely free on youtube
• suuuuuper unproblematic
• literally just stumbled into their fame
• care so damn much about their fans
• made a stone age woman-centric musical and when asked why the women were in the lead all said, “it’s about time”
• really really really talented
• have parodied harry potter, batman, aladdin, and star wars and done it r e a l l y well
• literal living proof that you can stumble into fame and get to do what you love most
• just one big family
• have been on two concert tours and were freaking amazing
• literally everyone in this group is a really talented actor/actress
• voices like angels honestly
• their plays are mostly funny but they also have really amazing touching moments
• woke af
• literally the sweetest
• there are so many of them and they’re all doing cool things
• honestly just everything they do is a m a z i n g
• watch their shows

y’know…Taylor genuinely wants to know whats going on in our lives. Our relationships, accomplishments, see us grow after a rough patch, watch our friendships on here from afar, laugh at our corny jokes, and so much more. Like she literally thrives at reading about what we post. I can’t believe someone with so much fame, so many fans, so much going on in her life, would much rather spend time staying invested in our lives than doing countless other things. she really….she cares…a lot. 

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Request: reader x jungkook pairing - jungkook gets lost in a foreign country while playing a game with bts and runs into a shell shocked jungkook biased fan who ends up helping him n in the process fluttering his heart

Pairing: Reader x JungKook | ft. NamJoon

Words: 2870

Genre: Fluff, lots of fluff and some angst thrown in there

Notes: Hope you’ll enjoy this, anon :) I don’t know why, but it took me quite a while to write this one. Anyways, hope you’ll enjoy this fluff injected one-shot with sprinkles of cheesy and slightly slighlty empowering dialogue. Song recom: High on humans by Oh Wonder (love it, puts me in such a great mood) Have an amazing day/night and don’t forget to take care :)

Originally posted by nnochu

45 minutes ago

“Hyung! Of course I won’t get lost. I’m 20 years old, I think I can take care of myself quite well. I have my cellphone and I can always ask someone for help.” JungKook said, holding the go pro in one hand and having a small black, backpack on one shoulder.

“Are you sure, sure? I mean, we can do this in teams, just to be sure, JungKook…” NamJoon said, skeptically looking at the younger, with his arms folded across his chest.

“I’m sure, hyung! How many times do I have to tell you? I won’t get lost! It will be fun.” JungKook said and gave the elder a bright smile that was supposed to be reassuring.

8 minutes ago

“Fuck! I’m so lost…” JungKook said as he was standing in the middle of the side walk, with the go pro turned off in his hand and the cellphone in the other, messaging NamJoon.

JungKook: Hyung

JungKook: I think I might be lost

JungKook: Like…this place looks really sketchy

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120: “When I was young, Grandfather told me I must have a thankful heart. Being able to become a celebrity today, I am especially fortunate. I am able to receive so much love from the fans and have some small fame, so all the more I must be thankful. When I received news of this, no matter what, I must attend this charity event.”

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today, I met Fall Out Boy. I was shaking so hard and tearing up and giggling so they were all kinda laughing at me lmao. When we took the photo I was just standing normal at first then all the sudden Patrick like latched onto me and I was just sjsnsnjshsj and I hugged all of them after (except Joe bc was having back problems so people were only allowed to high five him) and before I left I was like “hey so I just wanted to say thank you for making music, you guys are one of the main reasons I’m still here” and they were all thanking me so much and I was shaking and looking at the ground while saying it so Pete and Joe immediately came up to me and tried to look me in the eyes and comfort me and stuff while saying thank you and that it means so much to them, and then when I was walking away Patrick kinda followed me a few feet and was like “thank you so much, that means so much to us” and I’m just so happy, I’m totally buying M&G tickets again next time they come to VA beach. They were so fucking sweet and I just..aaah I don’t know, they’re truly amazing and they don’t take their fame or fans for granted I just love them so much.

What Would Harry Do? (Imagine where Harry reads the 5SOS Rolling Stone article and then rants to you about misogyny)

You open the door to find Harry sprawled out on the couch, limbs splayed in a ridiculous manner under an old blanket, and you’re just about to mock him when he lets out a frustrated sigh. “They’ve fucked it all up, (Y/N), and I’m not quite sure what to make of it.”
“What’re you on about?” you ask him, before noticing the Rolling Stone magazine in his hands. “Oh! Are you reading the article about Calum and them? How is it?”
“They sound really entitled and misogynistic, and I’m just not sure what’s going to come of it.”
“What do you mean? Give me something to go off of, here!”
Harry somehow disentangles himself from the ratty afghan and stands, and you can tell that he’s about to read you the entire thing, punctuated by exasperated hand gestures and emphatic pauses. “Don’t worry,” he smirks, seeing on your face that you’re preparing for a full-on reenactment. “I’ll summarize.”
He cocks his eyebrows and strolls to the kitchen door, only to walk back into the living room: “the scene opens. Luke shows up late to an interview in his underwear.” Harry angrily imitates Luke, “‘ugh…sorry I showed up late to this interview in my own house. I’m soooooooo hungover.’”
“Ok…so it’s not in the best taste,” you start, trying to give the boys the benefit of the doubt.
“but NOW,” Harry continues, “we have Calum pouring bourbon into his coke like a middle aged alcoholic, and then they just proceed to shit on everyone at the American Music Awards, internet personalities, Nick Jonas, and like all of their fans.”

“Yikes,” you mutter after fully processing the gravity of what you’ve just heard. You can’t really help the boys out of that mess.

“The worst is when they talk about the fans, though… (Y/N), it kills me to hear them equate the increasing ratio of guys to girls at their shows to some measure of growing success. They talk about how they’re not a ‘real’ band if only girls like them!”

You can’t believe that the boys would be so cavalier about their female fans, especially after gaining so much fame from their tour with One Direction. Though you’ve seen Harry struggle with having a large proportion of young girls in his fan base, you’ve also seen how seriously Harry takes that responsibility. He may not censor the content of his interviews, and he sometimes switches out lyrics for some inappropriate choice words during tours, but he actively tries to respect women, and conveys that with his words and actions.

“And Michael, poor Michael. First, his depression is relegated to 4 sentences before basically portraying partying as a healthy way to deal with mental illness! And then they talk about how fucking flaky he is, which basically equates flakiness to depression and portrays it as a character flaw rather than him just doing his best to cope with a literal illness.”

Despite this horrible turn of events, you smile to yourself. After years of hearing you wax poetic about the stigmatization of mental illness in media, Harry’s taken it upon himself to champion yet another worthy cause.

He waves the magazine around angrily, continuing: “And then, when you think it can’t get any worse, THEY DRAG NIALL INTO THEIR MESS! They talk about how they partied with Niall at all hours of the morning, and about how Josh from Twenty One Pilots got Michael a fleshlight for his birthday. We get it, you’re young and crazy and horny and whatever, but be careful how you paint that shit…”

“In their defense, Haz, Rolling Stone seems out for blood,” you counter, noting the inflammatory nature of the article. “They don’t exactly censor themselves in conversation, and they’re pretty new to all of this.”

“That’s definitely fair, (Y/N), but they’re essentially validating all of the bullshit that we’ve dealt with for the past 5 years! They’ve just fucked it up for all of us- I work so hard to combat society’s idea of me as a womanizer, and then these little shits have to brag about sleeping with two women in one night? We’ve toured with them! We’re associated with them! I’m not so much worried about our reputation as how our fans will take all of this. I just don’t want anyone to get hurt.”

“Synopsis: partying is super cool, women are walking vaginas to be objectified at our will, women aren’t actually people, depression is a character flaw… Luke’s a dick, Calum’s an alcoholic, I don’t even know what Ashton’s doing, and Michael just seems sad about it all.”

“There was good stuff, but it was all just overshadowed by that initial bullshit. They lauded Ashton for being so protective of Michael, and some other stuff is ok, but they barely say anything nice about their fans. Their fans, who are really going to internalize all of this problematic shit about women and partying and mental illness.”

“Haz, I know you’re mad, and you’re right, but they didn’t write the article. They definitely fucked up, but just think about all of the things that you’ve said that have been taken out of context! Every time you pat Louis on the back, people conspire about your secret, gay love affair! After the carpool karaoke video, fans SWORE that James would replace Zayn as the fifth member of One Direction before sacking the hiatus and going on a surprise tour.”

Harry’s eyes go dark at the mention of James, which is definitely different from the usual mischievous gleam. “Fucking James, JAMES! I forgot about James! Apparently he made fun of Michael and got him really upset when they were filming their promo. I just can’t tell what of that is true and what of it is Rolling Stone trying to make a mess.”

“Calum and Luke are only 19, and I know that isn’t an excuse, but they’re entitled to their mistakes. Remember when Louis and Zayn made a video of themselves smoking a joint? That wasn’t the best move, either, but you’ve forgiven them, and so have your fans.”

“I know that you’re right, I just really need some time. I’ll forgive them, and so will their fans, but something needs to be done. About them, or Rolling Stone, or something? It’s just not ok to talk about people like that!” He slumps down to the ground and leans his head on your lap in a huff.

You work through his tangled curls with your hands, tracing soothing circles into his scalp. “It’s ok, Haz.”
“Why can’t people just be good to one another?” he murmurs into your lap, shifting his head to look up at you expectantly.
“All you can do is keep being good, love. Sometimes, that’s all you can do.”
He closes his eyes in response, pressing your hand to his cheek. “That’s all I want to do. Just, make good music and make people happy.”
“You’re doing that. Seriously! That’s what One Direction does for people!”
He opens his eyes, and the mischievous spark is back. “If that’s what boy bands do, then fuck it. I’m in a boy band, and proud of it!”

#209: Fireproof

Liam: You and Liam had officially been together four years today. You’d been with him through so much. You dealt with the distance, the fans, his fame, and everything else that came along with being a popstar’s girlfriend, and stuck with him through it all. It was hard, but you loved him so much. Nothing could tear you apart, despite how difficult it had been. “I love you so much, and I can’t believe it’s been 4 years,” you told him, as you stood face to face, his arms wrapped around your waist, and yours over his shoulders. He wore a huge smile, as he thought of everything that could have torn you apart, but only strengthened your bond. “It’s been so long, and nothing has come between us. Maybe we’re fireproof.” You loved the way that sounded. “Fireproof,” you repeated, “Yeah, I think we are.”

Zayn: “No one else would remember I even said that,” you said through happy tears, as you looked at the plane tickets Zayn had just handed to you. It seemed like a dream to actually hold them in your hands. You had mentioned only once in passing that you dreamed of going to Australia one day, and never brought it up again, and yet he’d remembered that moment. What was written on the tickets,  ‘Your dream is about to come true,‘ confirmed to you that this was due to that one simple thing you had said months prior, and not some random coincidence. “Well that’s cause nobody knows you, baby, the way I do.” You began to cry a little more, so incredibly happy, before placing the tickets down, and hugging him tightly. It was true. No one else in the world knew you as well as Zayn. He knew you inside and out. “I love you so much.“

Niall: “I think I’m gonna win this time!” Niall said confidently, while the two of you set up a game to play against each other. He’d lost to you 5 times already today, so his confidence was very strange to you. Was he not paying attention to how this was going? “Are you sure about that?” you asked, as you grabbed the dice off the table, reading to start over again, “I have no plans to let you win.” He nodded his head, as you handed him the dice. It was his turn to go first. “Of course. I’ll roll and I’ll roll, ’till I change my luck. It’ll happen sooner later. You can’t win every time.” You loved how competitive he was over this simple game. It was so unlike him. “Okay Niall, whatever you say. I’m not going to go easy on you.” He laughed, as he rolled the dice, “Wouldn’t want you to.”

Louis: While on tour, Louis was different than when he was at home with you. The constant traveling, the stress of wanting every night to be perfect for the fans, it really effected how he acted. He was still Louis, but everyone around him could tell that he was not fully himself. But when you went to visit him, and the two of you were alone for the first time in weeks, you could see Louis quickly relaxing, and going back to the person you were used to seeing. “You just need me,” you joked, “Because clearly you’re not yourself without me.” Louis knew you were joking, but he couldn’t help but think that was true. Without you things did not feel right. “I really do need you. All this, it’s so much, but you bring me back to reality every time I need it. 'Cause nobody saves me, baby, the way you do.”

Harry: “I think I’m gonna lose my mind,” Harry whispered to you, as the two of you walked hand and hand towards his car. He was set to leave for tour, and that was painful for both of you. Being apart was hard, when all you ever wanted was to be together. You knew that quite possibly your relationship would never make through these months, and you were so scared to end up fighting and hating each other. “Maybe we could just end this, and if we still want…” Harry cut you off mid-sentence, “No [Y/N]. I know this will be hard, but something deep inside me, it says I can’t give up. Not on us, or just because we’ll be apart. It’ll be hard, but we’ll make it work. You are the most amazing person in the world, and I will do anything to make sure this never ends.”