they were so happy with their performance

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Twitter 17/10/21

The parade was fun 👻 !

Thanks a lot!

Let’s continue to look forward to Halloween 🎃 ✨

Twitter 17/10/21

Next up is a live performance!🎤

I’ll be happy if the fans of the artists we’re sharing the stage with enjoy our performance, along with the SKE48 fans, of course o(`ω´ )o ❤️ ✨

Twitter 17/10/21

This is the apex of Halloween’s fun😭

The apex of what I like😭

My inner Halloween was unleashed. It was so fun that I thought it was a dream. Thank you so so much. It was an awesome Halloween🎃👻💀

The others I dressed up with are were a hundred times cuter than usual😭 lol

Twitter 17/10/21

Pikachuuuuu ahhhh 。゚(゚´ω`゚)゚。

So cuuuute 。゚(゚´ω`゚)゚。

Wahhhhh 。゚(゚´ω`゚)゚。

I’ve always loved Pikachu 。゚(゚´ω`゚)゚。

Twitter 17/10/21 [video]

Pi-Pikachu!⚡❤️

When I told Pikachu that it was my dream to be a voice actress for Pikachu in a Pokemon movie he hopped around. Having received his support I’ll try my best  。゚(゚´ω`゚)゚。✨!

JIMIN BIRTHDAY VLIVE HIGHLIGHTS:
  • Jimin said that he never felt the need to stand out but wanted to show a better him. and through serendipity, he was able to
  • Thanks to BTS and ARMY supporting him, whenever he’s filming or recording a song by himself he’s able to enjoy it
  • He is happy because he was able to see his face everywhere (meaning many people celebrated his birthday) and mentioned that his parents in Busan did too (He is talking about the ads and events made for him by the fans). So he thanked everyone because this birthday was so joyful to him
  • He mentioned that the flowers given to him on his birthday were from his father and he thanked his dad.
  • He showed a photo of the dome they will be performing at in Japan (It has been a dream of theirs to be there) and he said that “this is Taehyung and jin hyung but you can’t see them because of how big the dome is. It’s unbelievable”. He also added, “I’m so happy we get to perform at the dome tomorrow I will let you guys know how I feel tomorrow”. 
  • Chimchim, of course, will not go on Vlive without exposing BTS he said: “whenever we see us in the monitor coming up onto the stage during or concerts we look really ugly but we pretend to look cool
  • While thanking the fans “thanks to you guys we are able to perform at a dome” He read a fan saying “jimin’s gonna cry again” and replied “who is that?! I’m gonna say your name out loud”
  • Jimin kept thanking repeatedly during the Vlive: “today is a day full of touching events. thank you for wishing me happy birthday, letting us perform at a dome and giving us triple crown”
  • Jimin was barefaced so he told us “am I too barefaced right now? get used to it you guys have seen it a lot”
  • Fans kept asking him to stay healthy and eat well to which he replied “I say this many times but I eat a lot better than you think. so you don’t need to worry so much. I’m taking care of my health” (He also ate some chocolates)
  • When a fan stated that Jin picked his birthday cake. he was surprised as he didn’t know (he didn’t see the tweet).
  • Mochi is so pleased with Serendipity. Jimin said: “which song do you guys like the best? I cold heartedly will admit that I like serendipity the best”. he also added that he wants Suga to record serendipity and how he will change it.
  • He tried many filters (bunny, cherry flowers …). He also turned the image by mistake (clumsy Jimin ofc)
  • He went there adding more lies saying that he can’t wink and that he just end up blinking with both eyes
  • He ended the Vlive by saying that he will go wash up and that the fans to need to brush their teeth and go to bed.

Find the VLIVE HERE | Cr vantaekim

Yuuri & Phichit - Museum Guide

• Phichit is a doll and I love him. He greets the listener in Thai, and proceeds to introduce Yuuri as “This is my best friend, Yuuri!” who is, of course, embarrassed by this

• Yuuri calls Phichit a “fan service monster” and says that he always goes over the top when interacting with fans (isn’t that the sweetest thing ever?)

• Phichit demonstrates this by going over the top very enthusiastically explaining the plot and theme to the King&the Skater movie, all while dancing in the middle of the museum in front of his SP costume display

• Yuuri: You’re gonna dance here?!

• Phichit proceeds to grab Yuuri’s hand and tugs Yuuri into the dance with him
(Yuuri asks “Shall we skate?” all breathy-like in English and I died)

Phichit: Look, it’s the photo corner!
Yuuri: Oh no, Phichit’s social media posts are here too…
Phichit: Look, there’s Yuuri’s ring! Hey, omg, did you know, Yuuri and Victor are–
Yuuri: Ahhh, Phichit, no! Next, next, next, let’s go!!
Phichit: Haaaaaaappyyyyyyyyy Wedding! -fading into the background-

• Phichit and Yuuri fanboy Victor’s skating in extreme detail, talking about his routines, jumps and combos. Phichit thinks Victor’s Stammi Vicino program is amazing
(Yuuri thinks everything about Victor is amazing)

Yuuri: Of course it’s so like Victor to be able to pull off programs with such high difficulty
Phichit: If it’s Yuuri, you could totally do it too!!!
Yuuri: Please don’t shout those kinds of things…

• Phichit was super surprised and impressed with Yuuri’s GPF performance, including the fact that he had four quads and a flip in his FS. He also thinks Yuuri is very “manly” for pulling off such a feat

• Phichit:  (shouting) Everyone! My best friend got a silver at the GPF!!!

• Phichit and Yuuri were both super happy to be able to see each other at the GPF, say it brought back fond memories of their time in Detroit together, are proud of each other’s accomplishments and are excited for the future

;A;
Best Friends Forever, I love these two so much… 

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favorite jooheon stage looks

941005 ♡ happy birthday, jooheon!

Don’t ever tell me that marching band isn’t important.

I have had so many problems with public schools putting all the emphasis on athletics. When a school’s budget is cut, they don’t choose to take a little from each program. No. They choose to completely eradicate the arts programs, usually starting with the marching band. If you don’t play sports, you’re not a valuable asset, you’re not qualified for scholarships, and you mean nothing. Marching band? Why would we be impressed that you’re in marching band?

Anyone can do that.

Okay, fine. Anyone can do marching band. Anyone can spend hours on the field doing the same forty-second section over and over and over and over. Anyone can hit over 75 precise dots on the field with the correct step sizes, the correct amount of steps, the correct timing, without being so much as an inch to either side, in order and without looking at the yard line markers or the field. Anyone can memorize all of those extremely specific points on the grass and varying counts for steps and then execute them with a shako visor pulled down over your eyes and looking up at the press box the whole time. If you look down at the yard line markers to see where you are, congratulations, you just lost points for the group.

Anyone can memorize eight pages of notes, rhythms, dynamics, phrasing, and tempos. (But of course, before you do that you have to learn an instrument with hundreds of different fingerings and learn how to make slight changes in your lips to change notes and stay in tune.) Memorize all seven and a half minutes of music and then marry it to the seventy-five pages of drill you memorized. Do them both perfectly and at the same time. But you can’t just do what you memorized. You have to do it in perfect sync with everyone around you and know how to make the slightest adjustments to fit perfectly within the group. If you’re an inch to the right or barely a thousandth of a step sharp, it’ll throw everything off.

But anyone can do that.

Then add in the fact that you don’t get any individual credit for doing this. The closest you’ll come to recognition is your identity lumped into “The Such-and-Such Marching Band” as you all march onto the field looking exactly the same. You don’t have a number on your back. You have a uniform intended to erase you and turn you into dot T14 and nothing more.

But, for some reason you can’t explain, you love it. You love throwing everything you have into this ridiculously precise pursuit and then not getting any credit for it. You start thanking people when they call you a band geek. You start taping pictures of marching bands into your locker. You start wearing your band shirt everywhere you go. Because you look at the person in an identical uniform next to you and you know that you’ve done this for them and they’ve done this for you. This is more than just a team, this is a family; and if one person is missing from the form, the show can’t ever be the same. 

It costs so much money, so much time. You’re out there on the field in the blazing sun for fourteen hours a day during summer band camp, out in the street getting frostbite on your fingertips during the holiday parade. If anyone knew what you went through for this, they would wonder what made it all worth it.

And the truth is, what makes it all worth it cannot be described. It’s the camaraderie between you and the center snare, the colorguard newbie, the tenor sax player in the set in front of you. It’s the sunset behind you lighting up the back of your plume. It’s the hazy nostalgia that racks your chest with emotion. There’s something about the family you’ve chosen and the experience you’ve internalized that gives you the passion to throw everything down onto that field like nothing else matters in the world… because in that moment, it’s true. 

Your nerves are damaged from the cold. Your skin is damaged from the sun. Your joints are damaged from marching and marching and marching. You’re physically and mentally drained, your body is irreversibly compromised, you’re broke as hell, and all you have to show for it is a polyester jacket and a couple of blurry photographs.

But sports are what require hard work and dedication, not marching band.

Even though you complained basically the entire time you marched and even though you’re done with it, you pull out those photographs and you remember. You remember your first day of high school band camp when you had absolutely no idea what you were getting yourself into. You remember your first final retreat when they announced your band’s name as state champions, and you wanted to cry with happiness but you weren’t allowed to move, so you just clenched your fists so tight that your fingernails dug white crescents into your palms. You remember coming back the next year and thinking you knew everything as a sophomore, only to realize there was still so much to learn. You remember the band trips you spent months fundraising for, all the lame tourist attractions you visited between performances, and how you wouldn’t trade those memories for all the money in the world. You remember being a junior and getting nervous because people looked up to you now: as an upperclassman, as a section leader, as a friend. And then you were a senior and you cried on the final day of band camp. You remember how your life became a series of lasts. You had to decide which of the freshmen would inherit your band cubby, your lucky bottle of valve oil, your bus seat. You went to graduation but it didn’t mean anything because you still had one last band trip coming up. You didn’t shed a tear when you tossed your cap but you cried like a child after your last parade. You remember on the plane ride home, you expected to feel devastated and heartbroken, but you just felt… empty.

You remember printing out what seemed like the most difficult solo in the world. You remember driving up to your college and entering a room with a chair and a stand and a couple of people giving you skeptical looks. You remember getting an email from the college marching band with your audition results and reading it with tears of joy in your eyes because you realized it was starting all over again.

But marching band doesn’t mean anything. It doesn’t matter.

Tell me that it doesn’t matter. Tell me as many times as you want. You could scream it in my face and I still wouldn’t hear because the music we’re making is too damn loud to let anything else in. 

Tell me that it doesn’t matter when I’m standing on the field for the last time, knowing that everything behind me will last forever and that nothing will ever mean more to me than this… and all you’ve got is some money and a jersey with a number on the back.

Do not ever tell me that marching band isn’t important. It is everything to me, and it is everything to millions of other band geeks across the world.

When you refuse to support kids because they participate in the arts rather than athletics, you’re no better than the football player who takes lunch money from nerds.

To all of my fellow band geeks… keep marching, even if the world tells you it’s not worth it. It is. God, it is worth it, in ways no one else but you will ever understand. Continue your band career in college. Audition for a drum corps. Stay active in your high school band as an alumnus supporter. You are all my family. 

Recently it was revealed that Jason also watched a Flying Grayson’s performance before Dick became Robin, just like Tim did.

That got me thinking. The circus was pretty famous and traveled internationally, the flying Graysons were their main number. So just imagine how many DC Characters may have seen Dick perform before he became Robin.

Clark took Louis on a date when the circus was in metropolis, and seeing those people fly made him remember an old Kriptonian tale…

Jim took Barbara and James Jr. back when they still lived in Chicago. James didn’t like it, but Barbara was so happy she asked to go again the next day, just to see the acrobats on the trapeze. She started gymnastics class after that, but will denie it if questioned.

Selina watched through a hole on the tend. She was a very young woman at the time, and just wanted to distract herself a little after a tough day. When she saw that little acrobat, she knew he had an abnormal pontential, even though she only saw him doing very simple tricks.

Hal Jordan watched a special presentation they did for the army.

Oliver Queen saw a privet performance before becoming green arrow.

The possibilities are infinite (of course, no one was as bright as Tim, the only one who was able to link Robin to Dick Grayson after having watched a single performance)

[Issue IS] BTS Jungkook, Expresses Thoughts On Graduating “I’ll Become An Adult With A Sense Of Responsibility”

Jungkook of BTS has received his high school diploma.

On February 7th at 11 A.M., Jungkook was present at the graduation ceremony for Seoul Performing Arts High School and shared his greetings with fellow classmates and teachers. Holding the bright diploma, he was also able to take happy celebratory photos. His fellow BTS members were also present to congratulate Jungkook on his graduation.

At the ceremony, Jungkook said that “it only felt real once I wore my uniform and came to the graduation. It seems like it was only yesterday when I attending the entrance ceremony,” also saying that the time seemed to have gone by so fast.

He continued to strengthen his resolve by saying, “I’d like to sincerely thank my teachers for helping and guiding me through my school life these past 3 years. Now I feel like I’ve really become an adult. From now on, I plan to take on a bigger sense of responsibility and show a better side of myself.” 

Trans cr: Christie @ allforbts
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anonymous asked:

Why do you like Damon? I love Gorillaz but Damon himself is a self righteous ass.

Oh boy.

Alright, well. You asked.

Damon’s a big inspiration to me. He’s dealt with so much, but he continues to work hard, and he’s honestly one of the most talented artists I know.

I’m not saying that going through difficult times makes you a hero, but it’s definitely something I look up to in a person when they don’t let it bring them down no matter what.

I mean, Damon was bullied in school just because the other kids thought he was gay.
He wasn’t afraid to express himself and he was, and still is, extremely passionate, and he embraces his bisexuality.

He’s dealt with addiction, and he got through it, writing down songs and working hard to deal with the things he’s been through and share them with the world.

Damon always tries so hard, even to this day.

The guy is almost 50 and he’s obviously tired as hell, but he’s back with his work and the fans, and he’s doing brilliantly.

Watching him so happy and wild on stage, even today, is bloody delightful.

Is he stern sometimes? Yeah. Prone to making people like you dislike him and think he’s obnoxious? Sure.
Everyone has their opinions, and that’s okay.

But I mean it when I say he’s one of the most genuine, most thoughtful, and seriously talented people I look up to. 

He’s spoken up about so many causes, and he’s active and supportive to countless groups, and he works so hard to bring real messages to people through his music.

He’s so kind and caring to those close to him.
He adores his friends and his family, and he’s expressed how important his fans are to him.

I’ve never met him. But it’s obvious he’s talented as hell, and so real, and hard working, and funny, and down to earth, and intelligent, and honest, and kind.

He’s someone who isn’t scared to show what he’s been through and how he’s survived and succeeded by trying and trying and trying to do what he loves and to make his fans happy.

I’m one of those fans, and I have been for years, and I don’t think that’ll ever change.
I love Damon with all my heart, and I’m so, so happy he’s back and performing and having fun and doing what makes HIM happy.

Honestly, if I were to talk about ALL the reasons why I love Damon, we’d be here forever.
So I’ll just wrap this up by saying that I’m so grateful to him, and all that he’s done, and all that he’s still doing, and I’m so glad so many people feel the same.

Because, whether you believe it or not, it makes sense as to why he’s so liked.

He’s wonderful. ❤️

I want that couch

Context: The party had just finished exploring an abandoned wizard’s tower in the city, and the drow rogue found a magical couch that put everyone who sat in it to sleep. Since elves can’t be put to sleep, to the drow it simply felt like the comfiest couch in the world.

Drow Rogue: What time is it?

DM: It’s about 5 o'clock

DR: Okay, I find some hirelings and pay them double to move the couch to my room in the tavern.

DM: It’s pretty late, but they’re happy to move the couch for you since you paid them so well. They were so grateful that they even brought a guard along to ensure it wouldn’t -

DR: And I’m laying down on the couch as they move it.

DM: Er, okay! The movers are strong dwarves, so they’re able to carry you just fine.

DR: And when we get to the tavern I step off of the couch onto the stage and perform [The rogue had made a deal with the tavern owner that he would perform on a nightly basis in exchange for a room]

DM: By the time you finish, rumors had spread about you being escorted on the couch and you’ve become a minor celebrity.

After some bookkeeping, the players had a week of downtime, which the rogue spent partying. He partied so hard that he awoke magical abilities within his heart, becoming a dual class rogue-bard.

Try to make me look bad? Hope you didn't enjoy your job.

Very long story. TL:DR at the end.

September 6th, 2017 will be an ordinary day for most people, but that day, today, marks the end of my quest to right a grievous wrong committed against me by a co-worker who was worried that I might usurp his easy job in the company.

Let me take you back roughly five years. The engineer of our company called me into the office. I had spoken to him before, primarily whenever we needed a tolerance adjusted for an order that began production over or under a limit, in order to avoid completely throwing away anything that we had already spent time and money producing. I figured that $engineer simply had a question about one of the machines, or about an order that had been ran the night before, but instead he had a proposition. I was to be offered a spot in our in-house testing lab, and to start training the next week. Obviously interested, I took the offer on the spot, and that Monday I began coming in earlier in order to do training with our only lab technician at the time.

Enter, $labtech.

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Whipped…boyfriend!!!

“Boo!”

Y/N isn’t expecting for Harry to be surprised much, at least not for sneaking up on him.

“Y/N, love! I’ve missed ye’ so much, kitten!”

He tucks his phone into his back pocket before wrapping his arms around her waist and picking her up, a grin so wide and a feeling so comforting that nothing in the world could ruin the moment.

“Missed you loads, too, H!” She whispers into his hair, the feeling of his breath on her neck soothing her instantly.

Harry pecks at her neck before setting her back down, his eyes scanning over her every feature. His heart melts at the way she looks up at him, and when he sees her stand on her tip toes, he leans down to press his lips to hers.

It’s a playful exchange of kisses, with Y/N’s hands gripping at the sides of his printed shirt, and Harry’s large hands cupping her face. Kisses with open eyes and big stupid smiles. Kisses that don’t last longer than three second before their lips separate only to press together again. And in between them, Harry whispers ‘missed ye’ too much’ and ‘I love you’ in broken phrases.

Missed. Kiss. Ye’. Kiss. Too. Kiss. Much. Kiss.

He nudges his nose against hers lightly before pressing one last kiss to her forehead and wrapping an arm around her neck so it dangles over her shoulder as they begin to walk.

“Didn’t tell me ye’ were comin’ for a visit, love.”

Not that Harry minds, at all. He just would’ve liked to have been the first person she saw, not some random cabbie or whoever picked her up at the airport.

“Thought it’d be fun to pop by unannounced. Jeff pitched the idea after he overheard Mer talking to me over the phone. Said you could use a little company in that empty hotel room of yours.”

She bumps his hip with hers, giggling for a moment at the famous half smirk he gives her.

“Hm, well if tha’s why ye’ came here then I reckon we should get t’ tha’ empty hotel room, ehh?”

He’s stopped dead in his tracks, moving to stand in front of Y/N to look at her directly. And Harry can visibly see her tense up, the playful look she’d been sporting a few seconds ago gone.

“Y/N-” he begins, eyebrows furrowed into concern, only to be cut off.

“I’m sorry, H. I know it’s taking forever, but it’s just-” and she’s trying so hard not to disappoint him. She knows they’ve been dating far too long for intimacy not to be part of the relationship already, and it makes her mad that she can’t let herself love him in that way. Not because she doesn’t want to, she knows they’re meant to be together, she just doesn’t feel ready yet.

“No. No, kitten, you’ve got nothing t’ apologise for,” Harry’s hands rub at her upper arms soothingly, hoping to assure her that he’s okay with it, “m'not ever g'na rush this. I want ye’ t’ be sure when the time comes that you want it as much as I do.”

“But I know that it’s frustrating and-”

“-and m'g'na wait as long as I’ve got t’. M'not g'na love ye’ less b'cos of it. Jus’ wan’ ye’ t’ be sure, love.”

He gives her that smile. That toothy smile that can make all their problems fade into nothing. And so she smiles, too.

“Tha’s m'girl.”

***

“Well would ye’ look at this lovely picture.”

A 'wuh-PSSSH’ sound follows the comment, a voice too familiar not to notice.

“Still whipped, mate?”

Harry just smiles, unwrapping his arm from around Y/N to stand up and greet his friend in a proper hug.

“Oh, look at this,” Y/N can hear Harry coo before she’s even got the chance to slip out of the booth they’re currently sat at, “Freddie’s here!”

And to say he completely disregarded Louis at this point would be an understatement, he might as well be invisible now.

Harry stretches his arms out, and Louis complies at letting him hold his one year old.

“Nice t’ see ye’ too, Harry. I’ve been great, thanks mate.”

Harry pays the sarcasm no mind as he sets the baby on his hip, and instead smiles and coos at Freddie who looks up at him with happy eyes.

“Don’t worry, did the same to me earlier.” Y/N laughs at the thought of Harry having left her side with out a second thought to hold who she came to find out was an adorable little baby girl named Ruby.

Louis welcomes her into a hug, whispering a low 'outta have kids then’ in her ear.

And that warms her heart. To think that one day, she’ll be lucky enough to welcome a lovely little human that’ll be a mix of her and Harry, she honestly can’t wait. But now she feels even more guilty.

But Harry smiles at her adoringly, baby Freddie in his arms chuckling and trying to grab at Harry’s short but now longer hair.

“I see you two are still disgustingly sweet as usual,” Louis comments.

Just the way Harry looks at you, it’s unreal and anyone who knew you both would swear you were meant for each other, even before either of you realised it. And that’s exactly what your friends thought. Seeing Harry look at you the way he did at the many dinners and house parties everyone would gather for definitely added to those thoughts.

And you two have been practically inseparable ever since New York. You were glad Harry had gathered up the courage to find you that night, don’t know if you’d be in this position if he hadn’t. You were glad he was hell bent on not leaving that hotel room until things were cleared up because “really miss m'best friend. Tell me wha’ I did so I can fix it, kit'en.” And you were glad he’d said those three words that solidified the fact that he was there to make sure you were his, even though you had been all along.

“Will be. So long as this one will have me,” the press of Harry’s lips to Y/N’s has Louis grunting in pretend distaste.

“Better get going, don’ wanna interrupt Harry still being whipped.”

Harry hands Freddie over with a pout.

“Still no complaints though.”

***

To say everything is going perfect would be an understatement. Harry’s music is being praised and appreciated and Y/N can’t explain how happy it makes her that Harry’s happy. His performances are nothing short of amazing, and she loves seeing him gush over “they were singing along, babe! Just a great feelin’!”

She’s been flying back and forth along his side during all this. New York, London, Paris, and then back to New York. And Harry loves sharing this with her. He loves having her watching him from the side lines, singing along as she claps and gives him thumbs up and blows kisses at him for support. He loves getting off stage with so much adrenaline and kissing her so hard because Harry doesn’t take anything for granted, no. He’s thankful he’s getting to do what he loves and even more with his better half by his side.

“A'right. How do I look?” His jazz hands and that big smile plastered on his face are indication of just how hyped he is for this.

“I’ve never seen anyone pull off black better than you, H!”

And it’s true. Harry can pull off any colour. Blue, red, yellow, pink; you name it! But black. Black gives him a sexy sort of mysterious sophistication.

“Think so?” He looks himself over in the mirror, content at his choice.

Y/N looks at him through the mirror from where she’s sat on the couch of his dressing room, nodding a yes as she gets up to stand on the furniture.

“Please no stage diving today?” She’d be all for it, if it weren’t for the fact that he’s already tried it and it didn’t go as planned. She really doesn’t want him or any of the fans getting injured.

Harry only chuckles and nods in embarrassment as he strides over to stand in front of her, his head tilting up just a bit to look at her since she’s standing on the cushions.

“M'serious, Harry!” But she smiles anyway, arms lazily slung over his shoulders and around his neck. She brings a hand to tug at the hairs at the nape of it as Harry sets his at either side on her hips, thumbs rubbing at her hipbones.

It’s the last listening party before the album is released, and Harry’s pretty sure the second he mentions stage diving, Jeff will have him pulled off stage. Or carried because it is Jeff after all.

“I’ll try not to, kit'en.” Harry doesn’t know why it was a good idea to do it in the first place. But he had all that adrenaline and he was just so excited. Y/N of course had scolded him and slapped his arm after he got off stage because, “you could’ve broken something Harry!!” But he’d kissed the small amount of anger away.

“I’ll be watching from the sides?” Every time before a performance or an interview she says that, and every time she does Harry smiles just as big.

***

“Congrats, Ni!!!!!”

Finally, after a few months of all the boys doing their own thing, everyone’s finally got a chance to gather up at a small venue for Harry’s pre-launch party. Jeff had asked Y/N for help in terms of invitees, and it’d be outrageous not to have Liam, Niall, and Louis attend.

And so Niall is the last to arrive, and the moment he walks through the door, a very tipsy Y/N can’t contain her excitement at finally reuniting with another one of her friends.

“Oí, have enough drinks for the rest of us have ya?” Niall just about tumbles back with the sudden weight of her body as she throws herself at him, but he catches her in his arms and steadies her.

“You’re late mister,” she’s slurring just a bit, words somewhat coherent.

“Does 'arry know you’re drunk??”

He wraps an arm around her waist for support, in fear that she might be too over her head to even walk with out tripping and falling.

“Drunk? M'not drunk,” she pokes at his chest, and Niall only now notices the red cup in her hand threatening to spill over his shirt, “you’re just sober.”

He lets out a lively laugh. Drunk Y/N is something else, and he’s only ever seen her like this when Harry’s not really paying attention to her.

She hiccups and continues with a pout, “he’s over somewhere. With some girl,” she motions her hand around and nowhere in particular, again, the drink sploshing around in the red cup.

Harry hadn’t meant to leave her alone, he’d been pulled away from her side by someone he can’t even recall the name of, because that’s how out of it he is. So he’s been handed drink left and right, downing them with out retaliation because he doesn’t wanna seem like a downer. And although he really should go find his Y/N, he doesn’t think she’d mind if she’s having fun too.

But she’s not. At least not as much as she’d like. All she wants is for Harry to kiss her and hold her hand, because they’re both affectionate drunks, and it’s always a plus to annoy their friends in that way. But she hasn’t seen him in a while. Last she caught a glimpse was about an hour or so ago, when he was being led over to a group of people she doesn’t really recognise, and it made her notice how out of it she is. She doesn’t remember inviting half the people in the room, but the little attention Harry seems to be giving her has her drinking with out a purpose.

It reminds her of when they were only friends. In the same circumstance, she’d drink the night away in hopes of erasing the image of Harry smiling wide, eyes crinkled because some girl was whispering god knows what in his ear. He’d be hunched over just a bit to give the girl better access as she mumbled and giggled. And Harry would nod slightly before moving to whisper something back, face too close to her liking. But it, too, was always nothing, because shortly after she would have to turn away. Try to hide the fact that yes, she might have been staring at Harry for much longer than she’d ever admit to. And when he’d catch a glimpse of her doing just the same with a guy, giggling and whispering and smiling like crazy, he’d make his way over. Weaving his way around dancing bodies to get to her. And he’d smile that drink infused crooked smile of his before whispering something like “let’s get ye’ home, pet,” and leading her out of the place with his palm to her lower back.

So yeah, this sort of reminds her of old times. Only this time, they’re actually dating and he’s nowhere to be found.

***

Harry doesn’t remember getting home. He doesn’t remember taking off his clothes either.

In fact, the last thing he remembers is Y/N kissing at his neck and tugging at his pants.

And..oh no. If that’s how…if they were both drunk and-ah shit! Neither of them were suppose to be drunk when it finally happened. Harry wanted to make sure she would be okay with everything going on. He would have wanted to whisper how good she was taking him. Wanted to assure her that he was there with her, that all he wanted was to make her feel good. Harry just wanted to make love to her the right way.

And now he doesn’t even remember half the night.

So he brings his hand over his face, because not only does he not remember, he also doesn’t recognise the room he’s woken up in.

And then he looks beside him at the body under the white sheets.

He doesn’t recognise the person he’s woken up next to.

That’s not his Y/N.



Whipped…Boyfriend!!! Pt.2

Praise Kink

Originally posted by solo-harry

Imagine: Ight so it is pretty much #confirmed at this point that Harry has a praise kink. At his concerts he fucking stands there and just gets the crowd to keep screaming for him. The little shit loves it. So here’s an imagine based on it. 

Warnings: SMUT ( i feel like i went over the top on this a lil)

Word count: 2,043

Masterlist

It’s been a tough day. It started with nerves, getting ready with Harry for an award show. Not just any award show, though, it was his first award show that he was going to alone as Harry. Not One Direction. Just Harry Styles.

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Dreams of You // Seo Johnny

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the prompt: hello :) can I request a fluffy NCT Johnny soulmate!au where when the person sleeps, they see through their soulmates eyes.

words: 1662

category: fluff + soulmate!au

author note: this is actually my favorite johnny one i’ve done so far so pls enjoy it!

- destinee

Originally posted by taesyong


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REPUTATION SECRET SESSIONS LONDON (OCTOBER 13TH 2017) - Masterpost

There was a lot going on Friday the 13th… Most of us probably missed something. So what I’m trying to do here is gather tweets and Tumblr posts of the lucky ones who got to have that experience. Basically these are just some of the impressions and important information people were able to share with us. If I missed something important, please feel free to point it out and I will update… Also, and I think I speak for everyone, huge thanks to all of you who answered all of our questions and shared anecdotes from this event. We really do appreciate it.

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Excuses 💐

A/N: This is a part II of Braids. Please please please read that first so you may understand the intimacy of their close friendship. I really hope you all like it - please send me your feedback here. Thank you, love you, and happy reading :)

Harry doesn’t remember the last time he felt this giddy.

He thinks it was the time you had finally agreed to see him perform, and he had found a bouquet of flowers in his dressing room with a small card that read “If you were a flower, you’d be a damndelion”. There was no signature on the card, but he immediately recognized your scribbled handwriting. He had worn a grin for the rest of the night, feeling utterly enamoured by your silent act of kindness, wondering how someone with that much heart fell into his crazy life.

Now that he was thinking about it, he had always been showered by your good nature. It was what had attracted him to you in the first place. Your gentle personality had the ability to touch others in a way that made them feel like the most important person on the earth. And now that Harry’s watched your kindness spread through the hearts of the ones he loved most, he promised himself to finally be honest with you … even if it meant crossing the blurred lines of your close friendship.  

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We Have Tonight - Harry Styles Imagine

“I think you just need to get over her,” Jeff says as Harry is staring out the window of their rented car whilst here in New York City. He rubs his bottom lip between his thumb and pointer finger, gently pulling at it as his eyes wandered the busy streets outside the car.

It was easy to say those words to Harry, but Jeff wouldn’t ever understand how you made Harry feel. It wasn’t some little crush, or a fling for lack of better words, it was falling in love in the worst of ways. Being the worst because it didn’t work out. What Harry imagined as a long lasting love, ended with tabloids and teary eyes. Things didn’t go the right way, instead it felt as though you and Harry had fallen while trying to made such a big leap together. Now all he had were some bruises and a broken heart.

“Don’t think I’ll ever get over ‘er, mate,” Harry mutters. Just then they’re driving into the hectic area of New York that is Times Square. And there you are, plastered on the sides of the buildings.

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Ariana Alphabet: Generous

Through BarkBox, on my Honeymoon Tour we had puppy trucks filled with pups in need of homes come to the venues in different cities. I paid for the adoption fees and sponsored their adoptions, so my fans and their families were able to rescue when they came to my show. All the pups I sponsored got homes! But if you’re not in a position to rescue, follow your local shelters on Facebook and Instagram and share the posts of the pups that are having trouble finding homes. I love my dogs and I love my fans as if they were family, so introducing the two and knowing that I helped some of my fans to have a new, unconditionally loving friend in their life makes me very happy. Making music, performing and acting are fun, but without using my voice, I’ll feel like I’m doing this for no reason.

Taken for Granted (pt 4)

A/N: IM SO SORRY THIS IS SO HOPE YALL REMEMBER ME AND THIS SERIES. PLEASE READ THE AN AT THE END AS WELL THANKS LOVE YALL


You didn’t realize what exactly you had signed up for when you agreed to the job. Sure, you had some experience, but working as a manager full time was quite tiring. But you felt good going to bed each night, knowing you had done a job well done.

You became good friends with the GOT7 boys, and they helped you out whenever they could, knowing that you were new and temporary. The boys had recently released a new album and were starting their schedules at music shows. You barely found any free time for yourself, but you couldn’t help but think about the bts boys. You missed hanging out with them.

They still tried to contact you whenever they had the chance, but everyone knew it wasn’t the same. You wish you could make time for them and your personal life, but you knew that the following weeks were only going to get busier.


After a few weeks, your schedule seemed to be rather redundant. You had to usher the boys to music shows and interviews every day. You were proud of them for always keeping a smile on their face, despite being very tired. You were starting to realize that perhaps you didn’t really like this job. You were constantly out on the road and you had to deal with incredibly rude people and to be honest, you didn’t know how much more you could take. 

After one especially long day, you were surprised to see that the boys had a free night. You dropped them back at the dorms quite early and each of the got7 boys thanked you as the got out of the van. Pretty soon, you found your way to your own apartment and was getting ready for a shower when you heard your phone buzz. 

You couldn’t help but smile at your phone. You loved Jin like a brother, but why did you feel your heart flutter a bit? Over these last few weeks, you had learned to forgive Namjoon too. You didn’t want to cut him out completely because you loved all the boys too much to do that. And with being so busy with work, you had learned to get over your feelings. You had the confidence to look at Namjoon now without butterflies in your stomach, you were sure.

You placed your phone down and went to take a shower. After relaxing into the warmth of the water, your mind began to race with the possibilities of writing music. Hell, you even had a minor in music from college. Classmates and colleagues had told you a countless amount of times that you had talent, but weren’t they just being friendly? But after what Jin had mentioned, you now had something serious to consider. It had been a long time since you had written a song, and you were quite scared to show anyone your work, but you realized how happy it would make you hearing someone perform your piece.

And so, after months, you pulled out your guitar and empty sheet music and spent hours, writing and playing whatever came to mind. 


Jin placed his phone down with a smile on his own face. He missed talking to you, your playful banter. He missed seeing you around the dorms watching movies or helping him cook or trying whatever it is he made. He just missed your company. So he was content with these small moments he had with you, even if it were simply over text. He couldn’t help but feel excited about seeing you soon at music shows. 

Namjoon sat across from Jin, noticing the look on his hyung’s face. “What are you smiling about?” he asks, laughing. 

“Huh? Oh nothing” Jin says, finally out of his trance-like state. 

“Who were you texting that you have that weird grin on your face hyung?” Namjoon asks again. 

“Oh, y/n” Jin says.

And just like that, Namjoon’s own smile fades quickly. Everytime Namjoon tried to forget about you, his mind flooded with images of you. The more he tried to erase the images of you from his head, the more he found himself thinking about you and how much he was missing you. Of course, he didn’t want to admit it. 

“H-how is she by the way?” he asks, slowly.

“Good I guess. She said she didn’t really like her job though. I told her about taking up music again” Jin said, honestly.

“She’s into music?” Namjoon asks, quite shocked.

“Yeah…. I’m pretty sure she even studied music a little bit in college. I heard her singing a few times and she even writes a little but I think it’s really good” Jin said, smiling again. Jin thought back to the first time he caught you singing. You were cleaning up the dance practice room after the boys had left. Jin realized he forgot something and went back, only to find you singing and dancing with the mop while you cleaned the floor. He was immediately captivated by your voice, and he couldn’t help but smile at your funny dance with the mop. And before he could help himself, he found himself introducing himself to the beautiful girl dancing around his practice room. And since then, you become good friends with both him and the rest of the group as well.

“Is she thinking about changing careers then?” Namjoon asked.

“I’m not too sure. She said she would think about it, but I think she just wants to finish off strong with the job she has now. I told her we could show her the ins and outs of writing music if she wants” Jin continued.

“I-I could teach her a few things I guess…” Namjoon said. He smiled at the possibility of you two spending time together. 

“Hey, I’m sure she would appreciate that! I’ll ask her when she’s thought about it some more!” Jin said excitedly. 

Both boys now smiled while they looked down at their hands. “More time with Y/N” they thought, excitedly. 


Previous Parts: Part 1  Part 2 Part 3

A/N: SOO this kind of took a turn I wasn’t expecting. Hope y’all like it??? Let me know what you think please. How should the story go from here? Let me know if you want a part 5, or I might now really continue this series. I apologize again for posting after so long. I’ve been on vacation and then suffering from jet lag, so I hope you understand!

Harry Styles Reflects on Life After One Direction & More at Grammy Museum in L.A.

Four months after releasing his eponymous debut and hitting No. 1 on the Billboard 200, One Direction alumnus Harry Styles revisited the album with executive producer Jeff Bhasker during an hour-long chat moderated by famed journalist and film director Cameron Crowe at the Grammy Museum in Los Angeles on Friday night (Sept. 15).

During the conversation, the 23-year-old, who kicks off his world tour in San Francisco on Sept. 19, shared sharp and astute reflections on his artistic process, spanning everything from isolating himself in a studio in Jamaica to developing ideas to moving on from being in a band and how entering this chapter of his career allowed for new beginnings.

The chat began with Styles recalling how the record began: without any outside influence, and with nothing but fond memories of his time with 1D.

“We started the record without a label, so the start of the process didn’t feel like I was making any sort of commitment and I didn’t feel any pressure, [like] ‘You have to make this,’ or anyone have an influence on what they thought I should be making,” said Styles, clad in a black tee, black skinny jeans and a golf cap. “It was just a group of us writing stuff to have fun and writing some songs and seeing what came out with the thought that I would actually play them myself. I think that’s a large part of the record is that it started that way. It didn’t start from, what do they want? I think if you’re lucky, I didn’t go into making the album or leave the band coming out of it feeling suppressed or feeling like I never got to write what I wanted to write. I loved being in the band so much and got to learn so much, and with this, I felt like I could just have a good time working out what it would sound like if I made an album.”

When Bhasker, who has credits on projects from Beyonce and Rihanna to fun. and Mark Ronson, was first approached to work with Styles, he cancelled not one but two meetings with the pop star – something Styles was quick to remind him – but inevitably came around.

“I was in a place where I knew he was a very high profile person and artist and I was kind of searching for something else than doing that,” Bhasker explained. “When you come full circle, and I think the kind of music that we made, it’s so ironic that that first impulse I thought it would be, I think the album reflects it.” “To be honest, I didn’t know any of that,” quipped Styles to laughter. “I’m sort of sad! I mean it’s Hollywood, everyone cancels.”

Crowe served as a pensive moderator, drawing from anecdotes he learned from writing the Rolling Stone cover story on Styles in April 2017. “Are the best songs the most personal songs in general?” he asked. “I think my favorite songs,” responded Styles, “but my favorite way to listen to music is on my own, with my eyes closed for example, or not. If I’m driving, or operating machinery, I usually keep them open. But my favorite song on the album, the last song, ‘From the Dining Room,’ is the most personal to me and I think my favorite one. But I don’t think they have to be. I think it’s just as important to have songs that are fun and make you feel great, and I think that’s just as important as everything being moody and deep and meaningful.”

Bhasker recounted how he initially sat with Styles on his balcony, listening to reference tracks thinking they were Styles demos but were actually White Stripes songs. Bhasker initially had mentee producers hit the studio with Styles, but got more involved when the singer, wanting to unplug from distractions (including Instagram and Twitter, which Styles now rarely uses), took a recommendation from a friend to go to Jamaica to work in a singular recording space.

“I felt I was going into the studio to make an album I wanted to make,” said Styles. “I didn’t feel like, what do I need to make as Harry from that band for it to be good? I missed music. I just wanted to go on and write with my friends and have a good time and hopefully like what came out at the end.”

In the end, Harry Styles became a renowned success, spawning the single “Sign of the Times” that peaked at No. 4 on the Hot 100, amid a year where his theatrical debut in Christopher Nolan’s Dunkirk also marked his first time at the top of the box office. The chat concluded with Styles taking a few questions from the fans, explaining that his signature rings that he wears are from various people including grandparents and for his goddaughter and even taking a kazoo from one fan who suggested he play any song of his choosing (he picked one from Shania Twain).

It wouldn’t be a night without some music, and Styles strapped on a six-string to play a stripped-down version of “Two Ghosts” alongside Bhasker on keys and guitarist Mitch Rowland. Some words from earlier rang true as he thanked the audience: “It made it so we were in Jamaica, we’re in the studio every day, we just didn’t think about anything else. It was about these five guys in a room, we’re in Jamaica, let’s make some music that we want to sit in Jamaica and listen to, and that was it. I found it so difficult to explain music and making it and so much of the details, and we just wanted to write what we wanted to listen to and what we loved. And we finished with an album that we’re so happy with.”

alright, I know BM is the Extra ™ king of our hearts but there are so many things about him that we got to discuss and appreciate more like:

  • The most!! underrated!! dancer!! in!! Kard!! @Hidden Kards we gotta start showing some love to this man’s moves and his thicc thighs he puts so much energy and enthusiasm into every choreography 
  • also: always so happy to be on stage!! legit always beaming ear to ear every performance no matter how tired he is during interviews or off stage!!
  • surprisingly artistic? he’s got a pretty good eye for colour and shape if the odd doodles he done for signs and the lock in the secret kard episode is any indication
  • also….probably hella smart?? dude legit was going to be lawyer untill he decided he wanted to hip thrust to korean music for the rest of his life @bm dm me I want to know what your grades were like
  • compliments the girls!! compliments j seph!! compliments camera men!! compliments interviewers!! how dare this man attack us with all this love and positivity 24/7
  • gets super into certain musicians and recommends them to everybody y’all remember when he talked about Russ every single time he was asked what he was listening to? probably the type to play the same album again and again from front to back
  • super gay for j seph and also living proof that true friendship is when you and your bro start dancing in public as celebration to everything
  • surprisingly vulnerable and honest?? every time he gets asked about trainee life he’s always super up front about how difficult it was for him there’s no macho posturing on his side
  •  sk8tr boy 
  • how he’s been praised for his korean by interviewers but he’s always throwing in random english catchphrases and switching around languages during more casual settings i feel him #justbillingualthings 
  • likes it when k-fans call him Big Mathew okay you’re not fooling anyone
  • always happy to twerk. always. 
  • probably has a way more softer toned down side?? the other members have said that off camera he’s very different lord can you imagine Soft BM in sweat pants and an old t shirt being all quiet and cuddly and affectionate?? disgusting. 
  • is probably out there at this very moment being the hip thrusting frat sk8tr LA boy who loves his members and loves the Hidden Kards and tries to lift everyone’s mood you know what i hate this i played myself with this post good bye